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Okay, everyone, settle down.

I'd like to introduce Mid-Wilshire's

newest sergeant, Lucy Chen.

Hi. It's nice to meet you all.

Sergeant Chen will join us on night shift.

She'll be in charge of Team 54.

Dream Team, what?

All right, settle down.

Officer Hall, I trust you'll give your new sergeant

the respect that she's earned.

Oh, you know it, boss.

Happy to have a new grown-up in charge, Sergeant Chen.

Well, thank you.

I'm eager to join the Dream Team

and hit the ground running.

- Pending units, 911 unknown,

2468 Stanley.

Hang up on callback. Pending units.

Control, Lincoln-300, I'm right around the corner.

Attach me to that.

Control, Lincoln-300, Code 4.

Child playing with the landline.

- Copy, Code 4.

Pending units, 4-15, fight outside Pomelo Diner.

Two men in a physical.

Lincoln-300 attach.

Thank you.

Control, Lincoln-300, Code 4.

All suspects GOA.

Copy. Suspects gone at Pomelo Diner.

Pending units, silent alarm.

11201 Wilcox.

Lincoln-300 attach.

Lincoln-300, Code 4, false alarm, 11201 Wilcox.

Control, can you give me a 10-21?

Copy, incoming.

Hey, my team is not showing up to calls,

and my computer shows them all at one location.

Can you check that the GPS system is working

and confirm that the last call dispatched to there?

- Of course.

I'll send the GPS status and call history to your box.

Thank you.

Sergeant on deck!

You guys have been here the whole time?

Sleeping?

To be clear, I wasn't sleeping.

Because you're the lookout.

Now I know why you're called the Dream Team.

- Hey. - Hey.

Good morning.

For you.

For me, it is wine-o-clock.

Tough day?

Night?

Yes, to both.

Man, I can't believe how exhausted I am

after only one night shift.

Like...

At least you're a sergeant now, bossing people around?

Hardly.

You know... you know, they call themselves the Dream Team

because they sleep all night?

Oh, yikes.

Well, I know you'll find a way to motivate them.

Mm.

- Hey, roomie question. - Yeah.

I mean, should I expect to see Tim around more often?

What? Why?

Well, I mean, no, nothing.

It's just that, I mean, we might wanna make a schedule.

With Rodge on tour, we're fine for now.

I mean, but we might run into hot water issues.

Are you just assuming that Tim and I are back together?

You're a sergeant, he's a sergeant.

Problem solved.

There were a lot of other problems.

And we still need to have a serious conversation

before anything more can happen.

Right. So what are you waiting for?

- We're on opposite schedules.

You know, when I'm awake, Lucy's asleep, and vice versa.

That's a lie.

You cross over at shift changes.

You could find the time if you wanted to.

Of course I want to.

It's just... I don't wanna pressure her.

You know, I'm trying to be respectful of the fact

that I'm the one who broke her heart.

Well, you might break it again

if you leave her hanging too long.

Hey.

What's that?

Oh, this is my wall of Oscar.

Only it's not up on a wall,

because then it'd be a crazy wall.

And I'm not crazy, I'm just...

- Obsessed? - Yeah.

No. Well, yeah.

This... Oscar Hutchinson is the worst person in the world.

I just need him behind bars.

I don't find that to be irrational.

It's not.

But do you pull this out and stare at it

every time I leave the house?

No.

No.

I just... whenever I get a hit

from one of the law enforcement databases, I pull it out,

and I add it to the Oscar chart.

Well, what was today's alert?

Oh, Sal Detto was murdered yesterday

at a motel in Barstow.

Sal and Oscar used to be running buddies

back in the late '90s.

They were part of a three-man crew that stole $10 million

worth of diamonds from a jewelry store in Las Vegas.

But if Oscar had that kind of cash,

why wasn't he living on a beach somewhere?

Because when the crew was on their way back to Los Angeles,

the cops caught on to them.

So they split up, managed to hide out.

Oscar escaped, but Sal Detto was arrested,

as was the third member of the crew, Reggie Acosta.

But the diamonds were never recovered.

So they hid them before the arrest?

One of them did.

And I think it was Reggie Acosta.

Because Oscar wasn't rolling in money afterwards.

Exactly.

And Sal Detto got out of prison five years ago.

He's been living in an SRO ever since.

Logically, the only one who knows where those diamonds

are hidden is Reggie Acosta.

- When does Reggie get out of prison?

Today is the day Reggie Acosta gets out of prison.

Now, it's clear to me that Sal was going

to Barstow to wait for Reggie.

Stands to reason Oscar would do the same thing.

But knowing Oscar, he killed Sal

so he wouldn't have to share.

And it's more than likely he's going to kill Reggie

once he retrieves the diamonds.

Did you reach out to the Feds about this theory?

Well, Garza was kind enough not to laugh at my face.

U.S. Marshals, not so much.

I mean, it's definitely a stretch.

But since you feel so strongly about it,

I will grant you a temporary duty assignment.

Congratulations.

You are officially Detective Nolan for the next 48 hours.

Give Barstow PD a heads up, and take Harper with you.

Yes, sir.

Hey, hey, hey.

Get this off my desk.

Just leave. Just leave.

It's all just so confusing.

Like, I know I've been out of the game for a minute,

but I didn't think I was gonna have to learn

a whole new language just to be on the dating apps.

Like what?

Like what does "ethically non-monogamous" mean?

It's when people in the relationship

are all dating and/or sleeping with other people,

with the consent of everyone involved.

Well, what if I just wanna be monogamous, monogamous?

That's still allowed.

Cool. Well, how do I find it?

Um...

you... oh, you specify under Intentions.

Would you say you're looking for a short-term relationship,

long-term relationship, long-term open to short,

or short-term open to long?

Well, that's... that's a lot going on.

You know, back in my day, we just went to bars.

Oh, yes, sir.

Well, I was just filling out, you know,

a profile or two, but maybe nothing'll come from it.

As long as you don't put down that you're a cop.

- Why? It's what I do. - Which would be fine

if you were an accountant or a realtor.

Look, people have very strong opinions about cops.

Some people hate us, won't give you a chance.

And some people love us too much, which is just as bad.

Yeah, well, we had badge bunnies back in Sugarland...

I mean, not that I have any personal experience with them

because I was with Camilla for so long.

Look, it shouldn't be on your profile.

All right, well, I'll take it off.

You know how to do it. - Let's go, Boot.

All right.

Thanks again for doing this.

I know getting Oscar is a long shot.

Yeah, I'm happy to help.

And honestly, having a bed to myself for a whole night

more than makes up for it.

And what a crazy year it has been.

You have no idea.

Strike that.

You actually were knocked around worse than we were.

Yeah.

But we all made it through, mostly intact.

Mostly.

You know, I'm actually feeling excited.

Getting back in the dating game should be fun.

Man, dating in LA is the worst.

You haven't even started yet.

I was actually hoping for a little encouragement.

From me?

Right.

Hey, I already matched with someone.

She's, uh, she's pretty, right?

That photo is probably 20 years old.

Man, you know what?

Sometimes talking to you is like trying to bag flies.

I don't know how Lucy survived it.

Is that right?

Oh, my... my apologies.

My... my brain malfunctioned. No disrespect intended.

You know what?

Disrespect taken.

You've clearly forgotten the power dynamic in this shop.

I am not your friend. I am your TO...

with the ability to bounce you from this program

for any reason.

And lack of respect is at the top of my list.

Yes, sir.

Uh, I completely understand.

It won't happen again, I promise.

- 7-Adam-100, 2-11 in progress

at Los Angeles Savings Bank on South Coronado.

Single suspect.

Saved by the crime.

Copy, show us responding.

Send three additional units, Code 3.

Shut down lights two blocks out.

Oh, God!

20 bucks says the guy

leaking money is our bank robber.

I love it when the job is easy.

You got any weapons on you?

Just a plastic one.

Sweatshirt pocket.

Keep your hands where I can see them.

No, please.

You don't understand.

I only robbed the bank to save my girlfriend.

She needs a heart transplant immediately.

She'll die without it.

The only doctor who can save Boyana is in Switzerland.

To get there from her village in Bulgaria will cost 5,000.

And the procedure itself is nearly 50,000.

So you robbed a bank?

I know it was wrong.

But she has revolving myeloma.

It's a rare disorder. Her blood type keeps changing.

A transplant is near impossible.

- Is that a thing? - If it is, it's news to me.

- How did you meet Boyana? - Social media.

She liked one of my posts, and we just hit it off.

So you two haven't met in person?

No, we just talk online.

Hmm.

You notice anything weird about her hands?

No.

Seven fingers on one and three on the other?

Okay. Like a birth defect?

No.

Like this is AI-generated.

Revolving myeloma isn't real.

People's blood type doesn't magically change.

Someone posing as Boyana is scamming you.

That's...

No.

No, you're wrong.

I'm not.

But you've committed multiple felonies,

and you're going to jail.

Someone will come take you back to holding.

I robbed a bank.

My wife's gonna be so pissed.

His wife?

Still excited to jump into the dating pool, Boot?

Less and less.

Well, clearly, he's being catfished.

Or he created the photo in case he got caught.

Well, he seems genuinely heartbroken.

Dumb as it is, he thought he was saving her.

Whoa!

Damn, that was close. - Sorry.

Maid found Sal Detto inside around 9:00 yesterday morning.

ME put time of death between 2:00 and 5:00 a.m.

Victim checked in the day before, but no complaints.

Of course, we ran him out.

And he's got a criminal history since before I was born.

You get statements from any of the other guests?

No one saw or heard anything.

And all the security cameras are broken out here.

You up to speed on our suspect?

Oscar Hutchinson. Yes, sir.

Photos have circulated to local and state police.

We'll keep our eyes out. - Any other motels in the area?

No, sir.

This is the only spot for 40 miles.

Is there anything else I can do for you guys?

No, we're gonna set up here.

Yes, ma'am.

All right, Detective Nolan.

What do you see?

Okay, well,

nothing is really knocked over.

Our victim was lying in the bed, presumably watching TV.

Hears a knock at the door, walks straight to the door.

Assailant comes in, stabs him.

He staggers back, lands there, face up.

It makes sense that he would open the door

for Oscar, a familiar face.

And viciously stabbing an old friend to death

is so very Oscar.

Yeah.

All right, get us a couple rooms with a vantage point.

You got it.

Dash, if you fly that camera over those girls at the pool,

you will be grounded for life.

Mom, I'm making a movie.

Fine.

Hey.

I'm not supposed to talk to strangers.

Oh, well, I am a cop.

Sweet.

Will you tell my mom that it's perfectly legal for me

to film in a public place?

Uh, no.

Were you here yesterday?

No.

I just got here a couple hours ago.

Mom's latest midlife crisis.

She thinks she's gonna be a blackjack dealer in Vegas.

Good a job as any.

Won't last.

Month ago, she was convinced we'd make a fortune

breeding Bengal cats.

I heard that!

I love you.

Are you here because of the murder?

Because if you want, I could keep an eye out

and record anyone that looks shady.

Although, it's a motel on the way to Vegas.

Everyone looks shady.

Well, that's not necessary, nor is it safe.

But if you see anything, give me a call?

Oh, here you go.

They had the almonds that you like, too,

so I got them for you.

Am I interrupting anything?

You need to make a phone call or something?

I'll tell you if you're interrupting.

Buckle up.

Yes, sir.

My husband got catfished

into robbing a bank

for an imaginary girl he thinks he's cheating on me with?

Yes.

I mean,

it's not a perfect marriage, but I thought we were happy.

This is an awful situation.

What am I supposed to do now?

Well, if I were you, I'd file for divorce

and change the locks.

Yeah, I think I will.

Thank you.

Oof.

There's Reggie.

Trip to the hardware store...

ultimate red flag.

And that shovel is proving my theory that he buried

the diamonds in the desert.

You know, we stay on him, he'll lead us right to them.

You think Oscar's got the same plan?

Figure he's watching right now?

I think we should assume he does and keep a low profile.

Hey, buddy.

Yeesh.

Prison wasn't kind to you.

Well, well.

The gang's all here.

- Hey. - Hi.

- How'd you sleep? - Uh, not well.

How have I never noticed how noisy our apartment is

during the day?

Oh, this is cute. - Oh, thank you.

- Yeah, Boot's got a date. - Mm-hmm.

- Oh. - You got any advice for me?

Well, what did Tim say?

Well, he encouraged me to keep my expectations low.

- Wow. Is it the first date? - Yeah.

Well, make the first date all about her, you know?

Just listen more than you talk. - All right.

Thank you. - Mm-hmm.

Miles, can I show you something?

It'll only take a minute.

- Hey. - Hi.

I know you're about to clock in,

but I'd love to find some time to catch up.

I'd like that.

- You're off Wednesday, right? - Good morning, Sergeant.

The Dream Team is in the house.

Excited to hit the ground running with you tonight.

We await your orders. - Yeah.

Staying awake for one would be great.

Sorry, I gotta go.

Okay, but what about Wednesday?

Oh, yeah, right.

Um, yeah, I'm in.

- Miles? - Rina.

- Hi. - Hey. It's nice to meet you.

It's so nice to meet you.

- Uh, may I? - Oh.

Wow. Thank you.

A real restaurant on a first date, and he's a gentleman.

Well, what can I say?

It's the way my mama raised me.

Can I get you guys started with something to drink?

Can you recommend a red wine?

Well, the Bordeaux blend is very nice.

Okay, I'll do a glass.

Or should we do a bottle?

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

Whatever the lady wants.

Thank you.

You look... you look great, by the way.

You're not too bad yourself,

although I was kind of hoping you'd be wearing the uniform.

Oh, no. I keep that at the station.

Mm. What about your gun?

Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you. Sorry.

It's my brother. He likes to check up on me.

Oh, no worries.

Are y'all close? - Yeah.

Nothing more important than family.

To family.

Yeah.

Cheers. - Cheers.

So how long have you been working for the LAPD?

What station do you work out of?

Uh, a few months.

I'm a rookie.

Oh, okay. Yeah.

I'm gonna...

I'm gonna run to the bathroom right quick.

I'll be right back. - Okay.

I don't know. Maybe I'm overreacting.

Seven might just be her lucky number.

In numerology, seven is very important.

It represents wisdom, intuition, mystery.

Yeah, well, the Eastern Front uses it as a symbol of power.

Yeah, and they have a hate-on for the LAPD

because we put half their leadership in jail

after they attacked Del Monte.

You want me to run her?

What's her name? - Rina Davitt.

You know, maybe I'm overreacting because of the,

you know, the catfish case.

Or maybe you think something's off because it is.

Look, I'm gonna run her.

If it gets flagged, we'll just explain

that your date acted suspiciously.

All right, all right.

How's Rina getting him back here?

She's gonna ask him to walk her to her car.

And when she does, we stomp him and throw him in the trunk.

- You're in trouble. - I'm in trouble.

Rina's brother is in the Eastern Front.

You gotta get out of there.

To the front! Go!

- Hey, what's going on? - I gotta go.

No, stay! Stay!

Go! Go! Get him!

- There he is! - Come on!

LAPD! I need your vehicle!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, stop. - Get down!

Go! Car!

Hey.

Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?

Miles is in trouble.

Eastern Front going after him at Table and Thyme.

911, what's your emergency?

This is Officer Miles Penn!

Badge number 653013.

I'm being pursued by armed suspects, taking heavy fire.

Hey!

We've got an officer in trouble.

Get your asses into gear now!

Control, attach Adam-50, Adam-44,

Adam-46, Adam-55 to my call.

- Copy, Lincoln-300.

Please tell me the cavalry's coming!

Code 3, where are you?

Van Nuys heading south.

Make a right at the next corner

and head for the overlook parking lot.

We gotta intercept these guys where it's safe for civilians.

Bring the chase to us. - Yes, ma'am.

Come on, come on, come on.

We got him trapped!

Drivers, turn your engines off

and throw the keys out the window!

Then step out.

All of you, get out of your cars.

Slowly, with your hands in the air.

Let's go.

Control, we're Code 4.

We've got five suspects in custody.

Sergeant, you and your squad totally saved my bacon.

Yeah, they did good.

Sorry your date turned out to be such a nightmare.

Thanks.

You know, I think I'm gonna embrace the single life

for a little bit longer.

Yeah. I hear that.

What are you doing up so late?

I'm worrying about my man.

Any sign of Oscar?

Not yet.

- You sound tired. - I'm okay.

Just been staring at the same door for the last three hours.

I figure Reggie's gonna slip out at dawn

and go dig up the diamonds he buried.

Can't Harper give you a break?

I didn't wanna wake her up just yet.

I got the feeling that she was looking forward

to some uninterrupted sleep.

You're a good man, John Nolan.

I try.

All right, well, I just wanted to check in.

I'll let you get back to it.

Maybe you should find some caffeine.

Yeah, that's not a bad idea.

All right. Love you. - I love you too.

Oh, John.

This stuff will kill you.

John, the driver gets to pick the music.

You know this.

Besides, Pat Benatar is a national treasure,

which is really fitting because, you know,

we're on a treasure hunt right now.

Well, technically, I'm embarking on a treasure hunt.

For you, the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow

is a shallow grave.

Damn it, Nolan.

You were supposed to wake me up.

Hey, drone kid.

You seen the guy I was with yesterday?

- The cop? - Yeah.

No.

Hmm.

This is Detective Nyla Harper, LAPD.

I have a possible officer in jeopardy.

Sunrise Motel.

Hey, lady cop.

Look at this.

Man!

You forget how clean the air is

when you're bouncing around city to city.

You ever been to Big Sky Country, John?

Oh, I've always wanted to go.

You know...

Maybe I'll buy myself a ranch with all this diamond money.

Okay, John, I'm gonna open the trunk.

Any sudden moves, and I'm going to shoot you.

Do you understand?

- I understand. - Great.

So nice to work with professionals.

There he is.

Climb out.

I'd offer to help you, but I'm not an idiot.

I know that even with those chains on,

you're one dangerous hombre.

Where's Reggie?

Oh, I didn't need him anymore.

He told you where the diamonds are hidden?

No, even better.

He had the map tattooed on his arm.

God.

He didn't even tell me at first.

He let me torture him for a while.

And then all of a sudden, I was like,

hey, what's that on your arm?

Once I had the map, I didn't really need him

since I had you in the trunk.

You know, you could have just taken a photo of the tattoo.

Mm.

I didn't even think of that.

Here, hold it up.

This is the problem with being institutionalized

half my life, John.

My default is to just go full caveman.

That's good.

Okay.

Now what?

Uh, chuck it.

Just...

Yep.

Now we're gonna go on a hike for some treasure.

And then you're gonna dig it up for me.

Doesn't that sound like fun?

Why don't you dig it up?

It turns out prison is bad for the back.

Oscar took Nolan.

He has to be going for the diamonds.

Local police are on the way, but the search area is massive.

I need the world out here.

Feds, marshals, anyone with a badge or a gun...

I need them looking for Nolan.

Okay.

Excuse me. I need your son.

- Sorry? - I am a cop.

My partner was just abducted.

I need your son and his drone to help me find him.

- What? - Cool.

- No. - Please.

I promise he won't be in any danger.

I will protect him with my life.

Come on, Mom.

You're always talking about doing the right thing.

This is it.

You promise he'll be safe?

100%.

Okay.

Thank you.

All right. I need eyes in the air.

You got it.

Anything?

Just a lot of desert.

Come on, John. Where are you?

You know, it really warmed my heart

to see you at the motel last night.

I know it sounds crazy.

You're a cop, and I'm a criminal.

But ours is the most stable relationship I've ever had.

That is truly sad.

Yeah, you're telling me.

Well, since we're BFFs now, you mind telling me

how you and Jason managed to escape from prison?

That was Monica.

Yeah, she needed some prison intel.

I leveraged an exit package.

But before you ask me, I have no idea where she is.

But I know she's onto something big.

Um, I'm having trouble figuring out... no.

I can't tell if this is a N or a W

or an M.

What does that look like to you?

It's a W.

And that line going up toward the index finger,

that would be the dry river bed we passed ten minutes ago.

Damn it, I missed it.

Well, I guess we'll turn around.

Wait, I think I see a... I think that's a person.

That's a cactus.

No, that's definitely... that's a... that's a cactus.

They could be anywhere.

Wait, I saw a flash.

It's from a car window.

Yes, that's them.

Here it is.

How can you be so sure?

Huh.

I didn't expect it to be so literal.

Get digging.

It's gonna be a little hard to dig

while I'm cuffed like this, Oscar.

Well, that's a real sad face emoji, John.

Maybe if I blew off a few toes,

how much harder would that make the digging?

- Any footprints? - No. I don't know.

Maybe we should have headed south from the car.

Let me see.

You know, I'd head up further right, up the canyon.

Yes, there. That is them.

Come on, chop, chop. I'm on a schedule.

Come on.

Oh, that's the sweet clank of success.

Come on, dig it out.

That's it. Open it up.

Ah.

Open the second one.

Oh, mama.

There's more in there than I thought there was.

Shut the box, John.

John, don't mistake

our relationship status for compassion.

Is he about to shoot your partner?

I can hurt you a lot before I kill you.

Then I'll go after your wife.

Yes, he is.

Hit him with the drone. - What?

Or I can just do it quick and painless and leave her be.

Shut the damn box.

Fly the drone into Oscar as hard as you can.

Am I gonna get in trouble for this?

No, you are gonna be a hero.

Now, hit him with the damn drone.

Whoa!

Looks like my ride's here.

So is mine!

- Get down in the footwell. - Oh, okay!

Oh, my God! Oh, no.

Oh! Oh, no. Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Go! Go now!

Damn it!

Damn it.

Oh, boy. That drone strike saved my ass.

Was that you? - No, that was the kid.

Is it safe?

Yeah. You okay?

All good.

Nice flying, kid. I owe you one.

Don't worry about it.

This is killer footage. - Huh, wow.

There's always a silver lining for someone.

Bright side for us, Oscar left empty-handed.

Can I... can I have one?

Hi, Heidi. Thanks for coming back in.

I just had a few follow-up questions about your husband.

Yeah, of course.

I'll try to have you out of here as quick as possible.

Whatever you need.

I'm just ready to put this all behind me.

Perfectly understandable.

Have you seen any suspicious activity

around your home lately?

Any break-in attempts, strangers on your property,

missing laptops or devices?

No, nothing like that.

I mean, it's just me at home with two toddlers all day,

so if anything fishy happened, I'd probably find it exciting.

I hear that.

How much do you know about IP addresses?

- Nothing. - Me neither.

But according to the nerds upstairs,

Boyana's messages to Julius

weren't coming from Eastern Europe.

They were coming from your house.

- What? - I know. Crazy, right?

But if no one else had access

and Julius didn't catfish himself,

that leaves one suspect.

You.

I didn't mean for any of this to happen.

My husband has always been gullible.

And at first, I found it endearing.

But over the past several years,

I... it started driving me crazy.

All I could think about was divorce,

but splitting everything 50/50 isn't fair

after all I put up with.

I just wanted what was mine.

So you thought he'd empty your savings account

to pay for Boyana's heart operation,

then you'd be able to hide the money

he sent you during the divorce.

And instead, he went and robbed a bank for her!

I mean, he can't even remember

to go and pick up milk when I ask,

but for Boyana, he's willing to risk prison?

Catfished by his own wife, in his own home.

The amount of work that took on both their parts,

I mean, can you imagine if they had just focused their energy

on fixing their relationship?

You know, maybe now's a good time to confirm

you're not hiding anything from me, right?

Don't be silly.

And I know you're not hiding anything from me.

- That is correct. - Mm-hmm.

But maybe we should take this cautionary tale

as a sign to, I don't know, reconnect as a couple?

Hmm. How about a weekend reset?

Hey. Garza just called.

A high-priority meeting is taking place

first thing in the morning at Homeland Security.

He's asking for us to be there.

Hello.

Hi.

I know I'm exhausted to the point of hallucination,

but you are not my roommate.

Celina let me in before she left for work.

Oh.

Look, I know being the supervising sergeant

on night shift can be rough, so I got all your favorites.

Pancakes, chocolate croissant.

Are those veggie burgers?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, we got a sea bass warming in the oven too.

This is perfect.

I mean, I'm not gonna have to cook for a week.

Well, look, go relax.

Let me finish up here.

Hey, so listen, I've...

I've been doing a lot of thinking

over the last few months... - Okay.

As we've been doing whatever it is

that we're doing, you know, the hookups,

the conversations about what might happen

after you make sergeant.

And now that we're here, I just...

I want you to know that I would never assume

anything about our future.

- Mm. - I know the damage I did.

And after a lot of therapy,

I know why I did it.

And I... look, I've been doing the work.

I have.

I've been doing the work to fix what's been broken inside me.

So you can trust me when I tell you, Lucy,

I will never hurt you like that again.

If we're gonna get back together,

I think we should take the next step,

and you should move in with me.

So we can give us a...

A real shot.

That was a good try.

To be continued.

What the hell are we walking into?

Nolan.

I didn't know you would be here.

Yeah, um, Garza called me, said he needed me.

I thought he wanted an update on Oscar.

State police found the chopper that he used to escape.

The pilot and door gunner were both dead,

clearly, because Oscar couldn't afford

to pay them for the rescue.

But I'm seeing you're here, and all these bigwigs are here.

Something else is clearly going on, isn't it?

Yeah, but I don't know what.

Thanks for coming.

Let me start by saying what I'm about to tell you

was no one's first choice.

Strong start.

Well, the decision was made at the top of the food chain.

Now, the entire intelligence community

and Justice Department agencies came together

to evaluate the intel and the national security

repercussions of it being released into the world.

What intel?

I can't tell you, only that it is

beyond top secret national intelligence,

including sources and methods.

Okay, I'm sorry.

Am I the only one who's deeply confused right now?

- No. - Simply put,

the U.S. government has been leveraged

using secrets stolen from what we thought

was a secure NSA facility here in Los Angeles.

Leveraged by who?

Wait. No.

Yes.

Now, given the risk to national security

if these secrets were to be released,

we had no choice but to make an immunity deal.

Now, believe me, I pointed out all the ways

that this could backfire, but I was overruled.

An immunity deal with who?

- Monica. - Miss me?