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Previously on "The Rookie"...

I've been thinking about taking the sergeant's exam.

If you pass, then I wouldn't be your supervisor anymore.

So you two can get back together?

No, it's a good move for her career,

but, yeah, it's come up.

- Is this the new boo? - Tamara, Seth.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

Tamara and Seth are on a date?

They'd be so cute!

I have caught Seth in several serious lies.

You think he's lying about his cancer coming back?

- Tamara, you can't date him. - That's not up to you.

Tell me you saw that game last night.

- My God, every painful second. - Morning, y'all.

It's as hot as a billy goat in a pepper patch out there.

New rookie? - Uh, not that I know of.

Good morning.

What the hell are you doing here? - I'm back in the FTL program.

This can't be happening.

I mean, he lied about having cancer

and a host of other things.

Legally, he was fired because

he refused to follow a lawful order to take a blood test.

Ridley claims that he was duped

by his oncologist into believing

he was sick when he wasn't.

He sued the city for wrongful termination

and medical discrimination.

Well, why doesn't the city fight it?

Bad publicity, a weak case, a sympathetic plaintiff,

take your pick.

Point is, he's back, and we need someone to train him.

Well, I don't want him.

I am not a TO anymore. - Relax.

You're off the hook.

The button's on Nolan.

Understood.

He can still be washed out for cause,

but every infraction has to be documented.

Otherwise, he'll just launch a fresh lawsuit

alleging retaliation. - What is she doing here?

Sorry, excuse me. Hey.

I didn't know you were stopping by.

Oh, my gosh. Hi.

- Yeah, I gave Seth a ride. - Oh.

He was nervous about the reception he was going to get.

Yeah, I mean, he should be.

Promise me you'll hear him out?

Seth is very vulnerable right now,

and he needs a friend.

Tamara, I was never his friend.

I was his training officer. And he... it doesn't matter.

I mean, Nolan's going to be training him,

so we probably won't even cross paths that much, so...

Can we all have dinner tonight,

away from work, so you get to know the real Seth?

Please, just hear him out.

God, I would only say yes to you.

Thank you.

Officer Ridley, we'll be skipping roll call today.

Get the war bags, set up the shop.

Yes, sir.

- This is not a do-over.

Your previous errors have been documented.

You bring them with you into my shop.

Yes, sir, but I need you to know

that the doctor tricked me too.

That was an insurance scam.

Let me be perfectly clear. I don't care.

No, that's not even accurate. I don't believe you...

All right.

And I won't believe anything you say

without independent verification.

I am your nightmare TO.

I was raised by a pathological liar,

a woman who had absolutely no compunctions

about lying to her own child about everything.

The truth was whatever served her and only her.

The only thing that matters to me are actions.

You do your job perfectly,

and I'll have no choice but to pass you.

Do you understand? - Yes, sir.

All right, let's go have a great day.

He is a danger to any case he works on

and any cop he works beside.

I mean, he had to have seen that coming.

Oh, well, if he did and came back anyway,

maybe it says something about how dedicated he is to the job.

Oh, no! No. No, no, no.

This is an ego thing.

What does Tamara say?

She puppy-eyed me into having dinner with them.

- You fell for that? - I know, I know.

I... ugh. - Oof.

What if you and Rodge joined us for dinner?

I really need the buffer. Please?

I just shunned the guy!

Now you want me to have dinner with him?

Please? I'll make my lasagna.

You love my lasagna.

OK, we don't have a dining room table,

and dinner for five is gonna be tight.

That's true. Uh...

Hey.

- Hi.

What are you doing tonight? - "Call of Duty." Why?

What would you say to a home-cooked meal?

I'd ask what the catch is.

- Seth will be there. - What? Why?

Hey, Miles.

Wait, you're... you're cooking for him?

- It's complicated. - There were puppy eyes.

- Look, the point is,

our table won't fit everybody and...

- And mine will. - Yeah.

Please? I'll... I'll owe you.

OK. Uh, 7:00.

Yeah, that sounds great. We'll be there.

Thank you. - "I owe you"?

Shut up.

I'm hearing the city cut Seth a check for back pay?

Ten grand. Now he gets a free meal.

All right, boot, I'm going to give you

some sage words of advice. You ready?

Put Seth Ridley out of your mind.

It's just frustrating.

Mark my words, this guy will wash out again.

OK, you get tangled up in his drama,

he'll pull you down with him.

- 7-Adam-100, we have reports of

a reckless driver on the north side of Hansen Reservoir.

Copy. Show us responding.

Skrrt! We are turning up right now, bitches!

Yeah!

Fully gassed up... literally.

I got my foot on the gas because we're pushing 90!

And it is litty.

Hey, hey, but you know your boy

still got time for a litty bit of this.

Ah!

What is up, you little freaks?

Make sure to keep sharing this stream.

We got to keep the views high

because looking this good isn't cheap.

First 50 people to comment on my last post

gets a shout-out in this stream.

Mm. - Whoo!

We're flying, no cap!

Don't at me 'cause you hate me...

Whoa. Yeet!

115 MPH down Foothill Boulevard.

This idiot famous or something?

That's Tulsa Braden. Huge on ClipTalk.

He and his buddies perform dangerous stunts for likes

and a whole lot of ad money.

Where's Darwinism when you need it?

Sir, you were spotted driving at a high rate of speed.

Uh, hell, yeah, I was.

What's the point of doing it if I'm not gonna get spotted?

Is the car in the reservoir?

That car is a submarine now, my man.

- We love you, Tulsa! - Ah.

Wow. OK.

Anyone else in the vehicle?

Uh, no, man. Just me and my girl.

Oh, my God, Aimee's in there.

When we hit the water, she was laughing,

I swear to God.

- Turn around. - Hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?

You're under arrest.

Water was up to her neck when I pulled her up!

Oh, my God, why do men have such a hero complex?

I would have been fine.

My girl just owned your ass. Love you, baby!

Love you, baby!

Yo, Grumpy Cop just arrested Tulsa.

They're taking him to Mid-Wilshire Station.

We've got your back, brah! - Oh, my God, the drama.

I'm fine. - Relatively speaking, sure.

But you could have water in your lungs,

and LA water is not exactly known for its purity.

The bacteria that might be in your system

is not the same kind you're going to find in kombucha.

Ugh, this is actually abysmal.

Am I right, guys?

You know, you got off lucky today, right?

He could have killed you both. - Thanks, boomer.

But, uh, I don't think I actually asked for your advice.

I'm not stupid. I can handle myself.

So I probably swallowed some of that reservoir water too.

Should I be worried?

She was in there longer than you.

You're probably fine. - Yeah.

Yeah, probably.

All units, incoming 10-3-3 silent,

manually activated holdup alarm.

4514 Broward Street, cross of Fifth.

Control, we're code 6. All right, what do we do?

We get a little closer, assess the situation.

90% of silent alarms are activated inadvertently.

All right.

Listen to me. Listen.

You can fix this.

Gun.

Now, give me the gun.

I'm not leaving here with nothing.

Stay calm, man. The police are here.

But they're not going to shoot, right?

As long as that barrel stays aimed at the ground.

Better yet, you put that down

so there's no accidental escalation.

Listen to me. I've been where you are.

I know how scared you feel right now.

You don't want to do this. - I need the money for rent.

I hear you.

I did six years for armed robbery

back home in Nevada,

but I got my life together, and it turned out OK.

You don't want to make a bad situation worse.

He's right.

You're not walking out of here with any cash.

That part is over.

The smartest choice you can make now

is to give yourself up. - He didn't hurt anyone.

Agreed.

And if he puts the gun down,

I will speak to the ADA on his behalf.

Nice work.

Thanks. I don't know what came over me.

I just thought if I could get him to focus on me,

then it'll be OK.

I hate to think what would have happened

if you weren't here. - Sorry, I'm late.

I'm supposed to go pick up my daughter at the preschool.

Yeah, of course.

We need a witness statement, but we can take care of that

later. Do you have a driver's license?

- Here you go. - Thanks.

We'll get in touch if we need you,

and thank you again for what you did here.

Of course. Thank you.

Can you tell me what you did wrong back there?

I have no idea.

As you said, 90% of alarms are activated inadvertently.

Right now, the entire district is waiting

to hear from you to see whether or not that was real.

So when they didn't hear from you,

they assumed the worst.

Right now, they're racing from across town

to come and help you because you didn't update the call.

I'm sorry. That won't happen again.

Dispatch, show a code 4, suspect in custody.

- Copy that, 7-Adam-15. - Hey.

We're gonna take him to the station.

- Thank you. - Yep.

Hey, um, I'm looking forward to dinner.

OK.

Yeah.

- Free Tulsa! - God, what the hell?

Free Tulsa! Free Tulsa!

I told you arresting me was a mistake.

My army goes hard.

How are we going to get him through?

Where are you taking him? He's a vegan.

You know that, right? - You guys are my family.

- We love you. - All right, quiet down.

Move. Move.

Hey, everybody, get away from the vehicle!

Just take me. Just take me instead!

Get down!

I will do the jail time for him.

His videos saved my life!

- Silence is violence. - Get back! Get back!

- Miles. - Get lost.

I ain't got nothing to say to you.

I know what you think of me, man.

Really? Tell me.

Because I have no idea what to think of you.

We was boys back at the Academy,

and I trusted you, and you lied about everything,

about the most personal and tragic things.

It wasn't all lies, man.

You have no idea what I have been through.

Was it hard to have pretend cancer?

- I didn't know! - So you're not a liar.

You're a moron.

Well, at least I'm not a has-been

clinging to my glory days. - What?

What happened out there?

Downfall of western civilization.

Some idiot livestreams his life and millions watch.

Got me rooting for a zombie apocalypse.

I had a civilian risk his life

to talk down an armed gunman today.

Where's his fandom?

Hey, what happened here?

Uh, it was my fault, sir.

I managed to open the locker door into my face, sir.

All right, let's go get that looked at.

And you're going to fill out an incident report

to document that injury so you can't change your story later.

With me.

I thought I told you to stay cool.

Striking another officer will earn you an automatic bounce.

You heard him. It was the locker.

This is what happens when you let liars stay on the job.

They infect the team, and pretty soon, everyone's a liar.

In and out of jail in record time!

Hey, can y'all go show some love on Aimee's latest post?

She just bailed me out of jail

with her hospital bracelet still on, come on!

Wifey vibes right there.

You're my ride or die, baby.

What are you two doing here?

Look who it is.

ADA Wesley Evers.

He's the one trying to bring down your boy.

Get a good look at his face.

That's the face

of a straight-up hater.

The unfairness of this so-called justice system

is atrocious. - Disgusting.

Now we've got somewhere, or rather,

someone, to direct all of our anger at.

This is a bad idea for both of you.

You really want to bring more charges to Tulsa?

Whoa!

I'm sorry, are you actually threatening us right now?

Did you guys hear that?

The persecution literally just doesn't stop.

OK, can you call security, please?

Oh.

If it wasn't for my bottled smiles,

I'd be, like, totally crashing,

like going full postal right now.

Anyway, ILYSM, babes.

Make sure to take care of yourselves

during such a trying time. - All right.

Let's go. - What?

Get ready to have your life turned upside down, Evers.

None of your little fancy degrees

will help you hide from the Internet!

This is war!

And I got a whole army behind me!

- Thanks for coming. - Tulsa Nation!

- Everybody back to work. - I got bad news.

I just got a call from

the Nevada Department of Corrections.

You ran the name of a witness in your liquor store robbery,

Gene Webster?

Oh, no, he was more than just a witness.

He talked down the gunman at great personal risk.

CJIC flagged his name.

Webster was released from custody in 2019,

but it was a clerical error.

He still has five years left on his sentence.

So what happens now?

We bring him in. He has to go back.

That guy's a hero.

I mean, we have to bring him back to prison

because they screwed up?

Officer Ridley and I will pick him up.

What happened to your face?

My cheek met the business end of a locker door, sir.

Dismissed.

- Hi. - Hi.

You must be here to take Gene's statement.

Come on in.

Hey.

You didn't have to come all the way out here.

I was just headed to the station.

Uh, can we have a moment?

Um, no. No.

I'll stay. - What's going on?

Well, there's no easy way to say this.

We run backgrounds on everyone involved at a crime scene.

When we ran your name, the Nevada Department

of Corrections flagged it.

According to their records, you should still be in prison.

No, they gave my things back,

showed me how to get to the nearest bus stop.

I didn't escape. - No, I know.

It was a clerical error.

Instead of being released,

you were supposed to be transferred

to another facility in Las Vegas.

So what... what does that mean?

We're here to take you back.

- What? - No, no.

You can't do that.

I have a job, a... a family.

It's the prison that screwed up!

I know, and it is completely unfair,

and you should hire a lawyer and fight it,

but our hands are tied.

We have to take you back now.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

Our daughter's taking a nap right now.

What am I supposed to tell her?

Well, I can give you the number

for a great family psychologist.

Well, then, all fixed, right?

I can't believe this is happening.

We'll give you a minute to get ready.

OK.

You know, I know how hard this is.

You know, you thought you earned a second chance,

and now it's being ripped away.

But your family knows who you really are.

Nolan!

Nolan, he's running!

Gene?

7-Adam-15, in pursuit of fugitive suspect Gene Webster.

White male, 40s, blue jeans, plaid shirt.

- Mom, look! - Hi, baby.

Whoo! Here she is, folks.

Wesley Evers's wife. Angela, is it?

What the hell are you people doing?

Exposing corruption.

Your husband is trying to railroad Tulsa Braden.

Get that camera out of my face.

Hi, Mom!

And you do not have consent to film my child.

Oh, my God, calm down. OK?

We'll put an emoji over his face or whatever.

911. What's your emergency?

This is Detective Lopez, 23-31.

I have an angry crowd at my 10-10.

My son is in danger. Send backup now.

Code 3. - You could end this right now.

All you have to do is admit that Tulsa

has been wrongfully prosecuted.

What is wrong with you?

Your hero could have killed people today.

Yeah, but unlike you, he didn't kill people, so...

- You better watch your mouth. - Or what?

You and your rich husband will sic the Illuminati on me?

What does your kid think of that?

Huh? Huh? - What...

I'm taking you in.

Anyone else want to spend the night in jail?

- That's police brutality! - Hey!

Everybody back up. Back up! Let's go!

Wow, guys. Corruption is so real.

Of course you get here after the assault.

I bet your body cams are conveniently turned off too.

OK, you know, there's such a thing as being too online.

That's just a lie propagated by people in power

to keep people like us quiet.

OK, Tulsa's one of us!

You know that Tulsa had enough resources

to bail himself out before he spent

even one hour in a jail cell?

Do you have those resources?

Do any of you have enough money for that?

No.

OK, please, just... just don't arrest me.

Look, I'm sorry I acted out.

I actually have an impulse control disorder

and social anxiety that's exacerbated by large crowds.

Like I want to spend my evening at juvenile booking.

You are very lucky.

- Try to stay offline. - Thanks.

Mm-hmm.

What the hell was that?

- Hey. - Hey.

Are you ready to head home? - Yeah, just about.

Quick question... why are you reading

the California Police Background

Investigation Manual?

I am putting together a helpful checklist

for you of the myriad of infractions you can use

to kick Seth out of the program.

You're worried about me?

You're riding around with a sociopath.

Of course, I'm worried about you.

Well, I got to tell you, building a covert file

on my problematic rookie is so very hot.

But don't worry.

I'm... I'm fine with Seth.

OK, well, then why do you look so troubled?

There was a robbery earlier, and a civilian managed

to talk down the shooter,

but it turns out that civilian has some unfinished time

on an old prison sentence. They want him back for it.

When he found out, he ran.

Oh, that's awful.

I can't help but think if he had just kept his head down

and not been a literal hero, he'd be at home right now

with his wife and daughter.

Well, maybe something would have gone

sideways in the store. Maybe someone would be dead.

I just hope he does the right thing, turns himself in,

doesn't do anything to make the situation worse.

Hey, where are the salad forks?

I'm a 45-year-old guy who lives alone.

There's one kind of fork.

- OK, almost done. - So what's the game plan?

We're going to eat, be pleasant,

and find an excuse to duck out early.

You want me to fake an allergic reaction?

No.

OK, well, only if I do this signal.

Got it.

- Welcome. - Hi.

I'll take your jackets.

Thank you so much for doing this.

Yes, anything for you.

I got you flowers.

We... we got you flowers.

Oh. Thank you.

What are the chances

he took these off a grave?

OK, here's another one.

Well, I made it back home.

And I hope you guys have a good night.

It's gonna be super great.

Oh! Oh! Whoops. Oops.

- How goes the doxing? - Oh, no, no.

This isn't doxxing.

We are harvesting information from public profiles

that these fools uploaded themselves.

You want to do crime and then brag about it for clicks,

I am here to keep track. - Mm-hmm.

I already have enough evidence

for a dozen arrest warrants.

Well, Tulsa's not going to care

if his fans end up in jail. What about Aimee?

Anything on her?

Her social media reflects a basic LA cool girl aesthetic,

but her actual background is much more interesting.

She was an honor student all throughout high school,

graduated top of her class, was captain of the debate team,

and won the National Mathlete Summit two years in a row.

Well, her Instagram bio just says "Too glam to give a damn,"

painted nail emoji, so.

You know, I thought that we, as a gender,

were past dumbing ourselves down for tools like Tulsa.

Mm.

Maybe she doesn't see it that way.

What do you mean?

I mean, I think we should talk to her

without her other denser half around,

and if she's as smart as she seems,

maybe we could talk some sense into her.

Hmm.

I've been volunteering with this great organization

that's focused on building trust

with mentally ill homeless people.

What? That sounds perfect for you.

Yeah.

Seth's going to join me one of these days.

Hablo español.

Just a joke. Didn't mean anything by it.

Yeah, don't worry.

I, uh...

I get it.

Oh, wait. Hold on.

What is this?

What... that's not what it looks like.

This looks like an engagement ring.

Tamara, are you crazy? - We're not getting married.

I mean, not right away. - Then what is the ring for?

It's more of a promise ring.

That's what an engagement ring is.

I had a little bit of extra money.

You had extra money?

What, the ten grand from the city

that you got in back pay after you were fired

for lying on the job?

Is that the money you're talking about?

I knew you already made up your mind!

You weren't going to give him a chance.

Tamara, he has had so many chances.

You know, he's lying to you,

the same way he lied to me the whole time.

We are leaving.

Thanks for dinner and for being such a good friend.

I've sent Tamara a dozen texts.

Still no response.

Look, they're young. It'll fizzle out.

Just... I don't get it, you know?

I mean, she survived on the streets.

I really thought she had better instincts than this.

Well, living with you taught her to trust people.

In a way, this is your fault.

She does have good instincts, and they will kick in.

When?

Before she's walking down the aisle?

- Oh, hi. - Hey.

One more for breakfast?

Oh, no, I can't stay.

- Hey. - Hey.

- What's up? - I, uh...

I thought I'd give you a ride to the sergeant's exam,

run you through some last minute sergeant scenarios.

That's sweet of you. I'll go get my coat.

- What was that? - Hmm? What?

Nothing.

Look, we're friends. I'm supporting her.

Get your mind out of the gutter.

They are just friends.

Absolutely, he is supporting her.

- Mm. - OK.

So how was the big dinner?

I assumed Celina was live tweeting all the details.

She was. I was just being polite.

Night shift says Gene is still in the wind,

but his wife pulled $5,000 out of their checking account.

Sounds like they're making a run for it.

There's a unit on the house right now.

We'll take over after roll call.

OK.

You can't hold me here.

I didn't commit a crime.

We're not arresting you, Aimee,

although your stunt at the DA's Office

is definitely questionable.

We're just here to talk.

OK, I get it.

You're trying to play the whole sisterhood

women helping women angle.

I'm way too smart to fall for that.

Yeah, not too smart to hang out with a loser like Tulsa.

We know your history, Aimee.

You had a bright future. - Oh, my God.

I am so sick of people talking to me about my bright future.

Do you know when people, like, actually started

paying attention to me?

Because it sure wasn't after I led the mathlete team

to victory in high school.

No, it was when I started getting regular spray tans

and waxes and posting bikini pictures

and never leaving the house without a full face of makeup

and dating Tulsa.

Well, why couldn't you do both?

You don't have to hide your intelligence to be liked.

Oh, come on.

I think we all know what society does

to women who try to do both.

We're prudes or we're sluts. There's no in-between.

And for the record, I think I do actually

have a bright future ahead. Just wait and see.

If you're not following me already,

I think you're really gonna want to keep up.

I have been trying so hard, but nobody seems to care.

- It's been 30 hours. - I know, but...

No, you don't.

You don't know what it's like to feel tricked,

to realize that the person you thought you knew

is really just a character someone created.

Well, it wasn't all a lie. I love my job.

I love Tamara. That is real.

So how do I make people see that?

You can't.

You just have to keep working at it all day, every day.

Maybe people will see it. Maybe they won't.

Cancer's not going to get you out of trouble this time.

There are no shortcuts.

Control, we have eyes on fugitive suspect's wife

heading south on Liberty.

Grey MDX, license plate number 2-Adam-Bravo-Mary-5-4-3.

Mobilize additional units to support.

Describe the LIVEN system of a supervisory response

to an in-progress emergency.

Locate, Isolate, Verify, Evacuate,

Negotiate, or Neutralize.

Very good. Feel ready?

Yeah, as I'll ever be.

It was nice of you to drive.

Yeah, no problem.

And helping me study.

Just returning the favor.

Right.

So this has nothing to do with the promise

of physical intimacy if I make sergeant?

OK, when you make sergeant.

And, no, friends help each other

without even thinking about the joys of physical intimacy.

Are you mocking my language choice?

Do you really think that's the best path forward?

Yeah, absolutely.

But we both know when you pass the test,

we won't have the rank problem anymore.

That's true.

Not that either of us are reading

anything more into that. - Right.

Thanks. I owe you one.

Gene's wife got three phone calls last night.

Two were from burner phones.

One was from a phone registered to Miguel Reese.

Now, Reese is a low-level smuggler,

and he works for José Seguera.

Seguera is a known coyote, smuggling people

across the border from Mexico.

And he did two years in the Nevada penitentiary for it.

- He did time with Gene. - Exactly.

So it seemed that Gene is relying on an old friend

to get him out of the country.

And he asked his wife to bring Seguera

the money to pay for it. - Right.

Your need for praise is radiating off you like a fever.

Right, yeah, well, so no "attaboy" or anything?

You don't get extra credit for doing

your job, Officer Ridley.

How about if I have the address

the phone call came from?

Now that's worth praising.

Get backup moving. Bring the world.

Control, 7-Adam-15.

All right, Officer Ridley, what do we do?

Well, the safest thing would be

to wait until backup arrives,

but it's ETA two minutes.

But without eyes on the back of that warehouse,

they could easily slip away while we wait,

so I say we do a preliminary recon.

At least get eyes on the suspects

so we can better advise on tactical operations

when the cavalry arrives. - Good.

All right. Let's do it.

Stay behind cover as much as possible.

She only brought five.

It was all that I could get on such short notice.

But I can get you more after you get him out of the country.

What's this?

You want me to smuggle your husband on a layaway plan?

Come on, José. We go back.

You know I'm good for it. - True, true.

We go back. - Yeah.

Back on the yard. Yeah, we looked out.

We used to look out for each other, yeah.

Hey, but when you cut out of there...

Did I ever get... I don't know...

any money on my commissary account?

Or was it just out of sight, out of mind, dog?

Is that why you're jamming me up?

Because I didn't buy you deodorant and Pop Tarts?

Nah, fool.

I'm jamming you up because you and your wife

pulled down six figures last year,

and what I do ain't cheap. - We're not rich, man.

I got a mortgage and a kid in Los Angeles.

We're barely scraping by.

Barely scraping by with a mortgage, OK.

Homeowners.

Hey, why don't I get Miguel to go bring the kid down here

and we'll see if maybe that

opens up your pockets more, dog?

What's the situation?

We have four men holding our suspect and his wife.

One of them has a shotgun.

I'm assuming the others are armed as well.

SWAT will be here in six minutes.

Yeah, I'm afraid we don't have six minutes.

All right, we'll go around back, get set up.

In case if we have to act, we're in position.

On me.

Control, this is escalating quickly.

Making entry now.

Dispatch copies the officers making contact.

SWAT and air support are 49, code 3.

This is less than optimal, Gene.

Less than optimal.

This ain't working, OK?

Maybe if she would have brought more cash,

you know, we could have... we could have figured it out,

but I don't know if I can trust it, you know?

And you're a fugitive, right? And she's...

she could just go snitch, easily ID us.

So I'm just going to have to keep this five

and dump your bodies in the bay.

- No. - Don't do that, man.

Hey.

- We gotta do something. - Hold steady.

We don't have a clear shot. - Come on.

Don't do that. Please, come on, man.

No, Gene.

Police! Drop those weapons!

Cynthia!

Gene!

- Thanks. - Stay behind me.

Ah!

Go around.

No!

Get up!

Stop!

Drop the gun!

Nolan, look out!

No!

Easy, I got it.

Easy.

Hold still. Help is on the way.

I need a tourniquet! - Take my belt.

Officer down.

I need a medevac chopper at my location now.

Severe left leg trauma, conscious and breathing.

Help is on the way. This is going to hurt.

- Hi. - Hi.

How'd the test go?

Yeah, I mean, I think I did well.

I'm sorry about running out like that.

I never want to lose our friendship.

Tamara, that's not possible.

Hello? Something happened.

Seth's in the hospital.

I feel like such an ass.

I could have taken the high road with Seth,

but instead I let my anger and my resentment

get the better of me.

Well, he earned that anger and resentment.

I know.

Look, he's a bad person

who did a heroic and selfless thing,

which makes this complicated.

You're allowed to feel bad on multiple levels here.

So he's awake and recovering in ICU.

Unfortunately, there was too much damage

to the tissue, bone, and arteries of his left leg.

We had to amputate below the knee.

I'm sorry. We did everything we could.

- Of course. - Thank you, Doctor.

It'll be a long recovery, but he's eligible for disability.

He saved my life.

I'm going to go check on him. - I'll update the others.

Seth? - Sir.

I, uh...

It doesn't seem real, but it's...

it's true.

It's going to take some time.

You've been through a lot.

I don't remember much at the end.

Gene and Cynthia... - Safe.

Nevada has agreed to release Gene, time served.

The DA is going to waive charges here.

He's going home to his family.

It's not a bad way to end my career.

It's gonna take you time to learn to use your prosthetic,

but your career is only over if you want it to be.

I'm pretty sure we all know what the station wants.

Karma's a bitch, right?

Look, what you did today,

sacrificing yourself for another officer,

it bought you a lot of goodwill.

Now you can use that to excuse more bad behavior,

or you can use it to become a different person.

I'm sure the last thing you want right now is advice,

but this tragedy has brought you to a crossroads.

You can choose a different path.

It's just going to require complete honesty.

I don't know if I can, Nolan. I've tried.

And I keep promising myself that this

is going to be the last time that I'm going to lie,

and it never is.

I'll give you a minute.

Are you OK?

Of course not.

I don't know why I asked that.

I'm OK.

Um, I just...

What? Do I need to get the doctor?

No.

No, I need to tell you something.

I knew that I didn't have cancer.

- What? - I lied to you.

And I lied to everyone because...

I don't... I don't know why. No, no, that's another lie.

I do know. I lied because I'm a coward.

I don't understand. The doctor said...

I lied.

I paid the doctor to say that my cancer was back.

I was failing at my job,

and instead of just owning up to my own mistakes

or doing better, I...

I did what I always do.

I made myself a victim.

I'm sorry, Tamara. I am so sorry.

Lucy warned me.

Yeah, she's right, but, Tamara,

I need you to know that you and me, that was real.

No, it wasn't.

I didn't even know you.

Yo, fam.

Hey, can I ask y'all to move just a little bit, please?

Thank you. Much love.

Much love, Tulsa Nation.

Deadass, deadass,

there is a loser over there

with my name tattooed on his arm.

So cringe, I can't.

And don't even get me started on that uggo over there.

I mean, how is she OK leaving the house looking like that?

You would never let yourself look like that, right, Aims?

You know what a real woman is supposed to look like.

I can't believe Aimee leaked this.

She must have planned it all along.

I am finally ready to stand in my truth.

Tulsa is a gaslighting narcissist,

and we will not let him win.

- Think it'll have any effect? - It already has.

Fans are so mad, Tulsa packed his bag,

checked himself into a rehab facility.

Yikes.

And I know a lot of you are probably wondering,

what's next for me?

Am I going to be OK?

Well, the answer is unequivocally yes

because tomorrow I will be launching

my very first skincare line, Survivor Skin,

skincare for survivors.

OK, I'm done with the Internet for today.

Hmm.

You know, I did see some fans posting

videos calling us the new real life power couple.

Yeah, no, they said that your... your hair is goddess coded.

- Wow. - Yeah.

Well, maybe we'll just check out

one of those videos real quick. - OK.

- Palette cleanser. - OK.

How's Tamara?

When I left her, she was googling how to join a nunnery.

- That's probably a good idea. - It'll pass.

- How are you doing? - I don't know.

I... with everything that happened today,

I have no idea how I did on the test.

I either aced it or missed every question, so...

Well, for now, there's no way to know,

so let's assume you aced it.

And what should we do based off of that assumption?

Celebrate?

You know I didn't take this test for you, right?

Of course, it was a smart career move.

It is a smart career move.

And I haven't passed yet, so nothing's really changed.

Well, this time next week, we'll know.

Yes, we will.

Damn it.