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Hard to say goodbye?

So much of my life
happened here.

All those years with Tamara,

with Jackson,

and now you.

I feel like
every important thing

in my adult life
happened in here.

But now you're emerging
from this chrysalis

and becoming
a beautiful butterfly and...

Too much?

No. It's perfect.

You're perfect.

Sorry.
Am I early?

No, no, we're just getting
a slow start.

Sorry, come on in.

Hey, well, you can put
some of your stuff

in my room for now.

Oh, this is all I have.

What? Are you kidding?

No.

Car life is
all about minimalism.

But if you have anything
you want to leave behind,

feel free.

You know...
I mean, Tim has a bed.

Do you really need
to bring yours?

What?

Sorry.

Could you actually just,
um, put that back?

Thank you.

You are welcome to come visit
any time you want.

- Thank you.
- Yes.

Take care of this place for me.

I will.

This is so gross.

I don't even want
to put this on my chair.

I'm calling it.

There's not enough
dry cleaning in the world.

Why did that idiot have
to throw his gun in the sewer?

I know, as if murder
wasn't bad enough,

he had to go and ruin
my favorite boots.

What's that smell?

That is the sweet aroma
of a closed case.

It smells like industrial waste.

You know, sometimes I wonder
what I'm still doing here.

I'm rich, you know.
Like, really rich.

I don't need any of this.

What are you gonna do, huh?

Retire, have lunch
at the country club every day?

I'd also do Pilates
and read books

and go shopping and travel.

Being a boss isn't just
about getting the work done.

You gotta play
a smart political game.

I know.
I've filled in for you before.

A day here or there
is not the same.

Look, Tim, you are
the watch commander now.

No acting, no interim.

You're him.

Now, problem-solving
is never-ending.

Memos pile up fast.

If you don't have a system,
you'll fall behind.

- Understood.
- Um...

Yeah, that's it.
Any questions?

No. I'm good.

That's my desk.

Right.

Sorry, it's gonna take
some getting used to.

Um, so if you need anything...

I know where
the task force office is.

Good luck.

Hey, I don't want to make you
late for roll call,

but Girlfriend Lucy has
a couple of things

she'd like to say to you
before you started your shift.

So good luck.

You've earned this.

And... and you've got this.

Girlfriend Lucy?

Yes.

Well, technically, I guess it's

Live-In Girlfriend Lucy now,
so...

Technically, I think
you have to be fully unpacked

before we can call you that.

But that's not the point.

Either way, LIGF Lucy is
officially clocking out,

and Sergeant Chen
is taking over.

This is weird.

Maybe, but our jobs
are too important

to let
our relationship interfere.

We really need
to be professional.

OK, well, I appreciate
LIGF Lucy's kind words.

Mm.
I will tell her if I see her.

Tell her.

OK.

Ah, first day
as roving supervisor.

You nervous?
- Oh, no.

Nothing could be
more challenging

than working
with the Dream Team, so...

At least on night shift,
your boyfriend wasn't

the watch commander.

Wow.

I do have a good plan
for dealing with that, though.

It's strict
compartmentalization.

Sounds unhealthy.

What? No.
I think it's good.

Clear boundaries
and no confusion.

See you at roll call.

So any advice
for dealing with your old TO?

Nolan's tricky.

He seems like
the nicest person in the world,

but he can lay down the law.

- Hmm.
- Don't take him for granted.

Understood.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Thank you.

It is so weird
seeing Tim in Grey's office.

It feels like everything's
changing all at once.

Tim's the new Grey.
I'm the new Tim.

Miles is the new Celina.

So who am I?

You... you're just Nolan.

Whoo!

Thank you.

OK, knock it off!

We have a number
of changes today.

First, Nolan will take over
training Officer Penn.

Finally got him
straightened out,

so try not to mess it up.

I'll do my best.

Well, don't do your best.
Do my best.

Second, Sergeant Chen is taking
over as roving supervisor.

Whoo!

And finally,
in T-minus 36 hours,

the President of the United
States arrives in Los Angeles.

Sorry, I think
I'm coming down with something.

Probably just an allergy.

It is an honor to host
the president in our fair city.

And we will ensure that his
visit is safe and productive.

A Secret Service
advance team lands shortly.

And they'll be operating
out of our station

for the next 48 hours.

Let's show them how
real law enforcement is done.

Copy?
- Copy.

- Yes, sir.
- Dismissed.

Sergeant Chen, a minute?

Yep.

OK, this right here,
this is the current

department bible
on presidential visits.

Wow.
So don't lose it?

Don't even joke about losing it.

OK.

Oh, wow.

It's really intricate.
- Yeah.

Apparently, this president guy
is pretty important.

Look, I've been coordinating
with the Secret Service

for the last month.

The only thing left to lock down

is the motorcade route.

And since
you're watch commander now,

it falls to me.

Right. OK.
- Correct.

This is not as simple
as getting the president

from point A to point B.

The route needs to comply with
all Secret Service protocols.

And my recent proposal
is in there.

We're just waiting
for a sign-off on a few items.

- Am I locked in to your plan?
- No.

If you think
you can do better, feel free.

But it would be a heavy lift
on your first day.

And the rethink can't get in
the way of your other duties.

So if you were me,
stick to the current plan.

Got it. OK.

So if I do lose it...

I'm joking.

Grey would have thought
that was funny.

- Doubt it.
- Mm.

Chen, um, gimme that thing.

Roll call was OK, right?

Speaking as Sergeant Chen...

Because Lucy has
left the building.

Yes, I remember.

You were maybe,
like, a tad too gruff.

They're grown-ups.
I'm not gonna coddle them.

No, I totally agree.

It's just, you know, Grey would
always end on a good note.

"Be safe out there."
- OK, well, that was his thing.

You know, I need to find
my own style.

I know.

And you will.

Every TO-rookie relationship
is unique.

As long as it's based
in respect,

we shouldn't have any problems.

So what is next
in your Rook Book checklist?

- Cultivating an informant.
- OK.

But shouldn't that wait
until after

the circus comes to town
tomorrow?

Every day is a circus
in Los Angeles.

Part of your training is
going to be multitasking.

I assume you've already
started cultivating

a list of potential CIs.

Oh, yes, sir.

My top candidate is
a high-end sex worker

I helped out a few weeks back.

Good instincts,
but I wouldn't start with her.

A CI-cop relationship is
complicated on a good day,

without the emotional
complexities

that her profession might bring.

All right.
Well, what about Dave Kaiser?

His garage does a lot of work
on cars for the Southern Front.

How long has he been sober?

- A couple months.
- Not nearly long enough.

All right.

Fast Andy.
Now, he has good connections.

- Mm-hmm.
- But he's not that bright.

I'm not looking
for a financial advisor.

Most criminals are dumb.

Right, but a CI needs
to be smart enough

to be able to maintain a lie.

Yeah, I know that.

I've recruited informants
before back in Texas.

OK, it's your call.

I'm only here for guidance.

If you think
Fast Andy is your guy,

let's go recruit him
and see how that goes.

I'm not buying it.

Kids and self-care
all day, every day?

I think you'd get bored.

So I'll start a business,
hire my BFF to run it with me.

What kind of business?

Harper, Lopez.

Bradford.
Good to see you.

All right, Agent Butler,
this is Sergeant Chen.

She's taking over
my old position.

Detectives Harper and Lopez
have volunteered

to help you run down threats.

I don't remember volunteering.

Me neither.

This is my right hand,
Agent Kevin Kelvin.

I'm sorry.
Kevin... Kevin Kelvin?

My parents are fans
of alliteration.

- Who isn't?
- Here's the watch list.

As you know,
most of them are cranks.

But with POTUS landing tomorrow,

we need to make sure
that there's no signs

of escalation...

major life events,
weapon purchases.

We know
what escalation looks like.

Of course you do.
My apologies.

You want us to start
at the top of the list?

No.

They're in order
of assessed threat.

We'll take the most worrying.

Why don't you start
around... 20?

Sure thing.

Start at 20?

He might as well have just said
waste your entire day

talking to mouth breathers.
- What I'm saying.

If we work for ourselves,
we wouldn't have to jump

through anybody else's hoops.

Doing what?

Well...

All right,
so we have narrowed it down

to private investigation firm
or spa resort.

Two solid choices.

And we've only been
thinking on it

for three waste-of-time
door knocks.

Who's lucky number four?

Jerry Hudson. 34.
Gun enthusiast.

Posts under the username
SicSemperTyrannis414,

and threats to the president
are varied and many.

Mr. Hudson, LAPD.

We have a few questions for you.

Angela.

Jerry Hudson, LAPD!

Come out with your hands up.

Clear.
You got anything?

Angela!

Impressive and terrifying.

Everything's labeled.

Makes it easy
to see what's missing.

What is most troubling
is sniper "riffle."

I think he means rifle.

I think his spelling is
the least of our problems.

It is important that you be
completely clear with your CI.

That's a delicate balance.

You want to motivate
your CI to cooperate,

but at the same time,
you can't keep him out of jail.

You can't even promise
to be lenient.

Not the DA.
Got it.

Andy, it's good to see you.

Thanks for taking the time.
- No problem.

I gotta make this quick,
though, 'cause my boss,

he's all over me about that
business I had with the money.

I mean, how am I
supposed to know

Obama's not on the hundred?

Those fakes can be tricky.

Exactly.

So what's up?

I have a business proposition.

You've got connections
on your side of the law.

I've got connections
on my side of the law.

What do you say
we work together?

- You want me to snitch.
- Nah.

You don't have to tell me
anything you don't want to.

But if you hear something you
want to pass along, hit me up.

How much is it worth to you?

Well, let's not focus
on the money.

So nothing.

Look, LAPD's budget is limited.

But the real benefit
is our relationship.

You help me, I help you.

Help me how?

We can discuss that.

So let's discuss it now.

7-Adam-15.

Detectives requesting 10-21
for assignment.

Copy.
Calling shortly.

Look, you murder someone,
I can't help you, right?

But smaller offenses,
I have some leeway.

OK.
I can see the value in that.

- OK.
- All right.

We gotta go.

Here's my card.

The cell is on there.

Thanks, man.

Hey, y'all want a pop
before y'all leave?

I just opened a bottle of vodka.

We don't drink on the job.

Yeah. Me neither.

Yeah.

What?
- Nothing.

You happy with how that went?

Yes, sir.

Now it's up to Andy.

How am I supposed
to make sure POTUS is never

ten minutes away
from a hospital?

7-Adam-300,
requesting supervisor

on Blix and Hortense.

Priority X-ray.

7-Adam-300 responding.

Oh, OK.

Hey.

Must be bad if
the watch commander came out.

It's not good.
Heavily armed suspect

on the Secret Service
watch list is in the wind.

What exactly is this guy's
history with the president?

Cyber threat team
flagged Hudson a year ago.

He was posting about revolution,

rooting out tyranny...
all standard fare.

About six months ago,
he started demanding a meeting

with the president,
sending handwritten letters

directly to the White House.

We'll need copies
of those letters.

I'll send you copies
of our reports.

Not the reports, the originals.

I can assure you,
our analysts are very thorough.

No doubt, but I insist.

Just say yes.

Fine.

But I want
every available officer

out looking for this guy.

- OK, we...
- Absolutely, we...

Sorry. You go.

You'll have
all available resources

and full coordination
with our divisions.

Good.

I want to embed Agent Kelvin
with your team.

Yeah. No problem.
We can do that for you.

Officer Juarez?

Agent Kelvin's
gonna ride with you.

He's gonna help question
Hudson's family members.

Let's go.

At what point do you cancel
the president's visit?

We are nowhere near that point.

For all we know, this guy
could be out on a hunting trip.

I know that this is
high-level stuff.

This is my everyday.

So let's just chase down
the bad guy

and check him off the list.

I'm just gonna say it.
Not a fan.

That's twice it felt like

he defaulted to talking to Tim, right?

Am I crazy?
Both: No.

I don't think he meant
anything by that.

We've worked together before.

He's just comfortable with me.
- Mm-hmm.

All right.
I'll go talk to him.

All: No.
- That definitely is worse.

It's fine.

We eat ingrained misogyny
for breakfast.

Lopez just sent details
on our suspect, Jerry Hudson.

She wants us to talk
to Jerry's coworkers

at Third Street Surplus.

Copy that.

That Lopez again?
- Fast Andy.

He's got a lead already?

Not exactly.
It's mostly memes.

Oh, this one's not a meme.

He wants to know
if I could track down

a girl he once dated.

She was smoking hot.

But if she's gotten fat,
never mind.

He's not interested.

- You're an Aries?
- Oh, yeah.

It was a gift.

- I'm a Cancer.
- Of course.

And I bet
you're a Gemini ascending.

You're good.

I dabble.

But I've learned
to downplay it at work.

Oh, me too.

Everyone is so judgmental
of new age spirituality.

How long have you been
in the Secret Service?

I joined right out of college.

Let me guess.

You watched
"In the Line of Fire"

at an impressionable age.

- Not exactly.
- Oh.

I don't know you
well enough yet.

Oh, come on.

This shop is a safe space.

Here, I'll go first.

I believe
the reason why tarot works

is because it's connected
to the nonlinearity of time.

So the tarot isn't
sending you a message.

You are sending yourself
a message from the future

by influencing the cards.

I have never thought
about it that way before.

That makes a lot of sense.

I know.

So what made you want
to protect the president?

I had all these dreams
when I was a kid.

Real vivid.

And they had
all these historical details

that I just couldn't
possibly know any other way.

Like from a past life?

Yeah.

And I realized
I was Abraham Lincoln reborn.

Wh...

like Abraham Lincoln, Lincoln?

That's the one.

Well, that's why
you joined the Secret Service,

to stop what happened to you

from happening
to another president.

It's not what I put
on my application, but yeah.

Well, that's... amazing.

7-Adam-13, EMT report
triggered our BOLO.

Suspect Jerry Hudson was just
taken to St. Stephen Hospital.

You're the closest unit.

Control, show us responding.

Hey, did you just
bring in Jerry Hudson?

Yeah, he was in
a single car accident.

Lost control in an intersection,

hit a light pole.
- We need to talk to him.

He's being triaged in bay 12.

Hey, you OK?

- He just took off.
- Call security.

Tell them to lock down
the hospital.

Any chance he's armed?

I did a pretty thorough exam.

If there was a gun,
I would've felt it.

But there was
an empty knife sheath.

Oh, OK.

7-Lincoln-13,
I need additional units

to St. Stephen Hospital for
at-large suspect Jerry Hudson.

Description to follow.

Brown hair,
blue jeans, white shirt.

Blood on his face and neck
from a head injury.

Nothing.

God.

What happened to his car?

They were hooking it up to go
to the impound lot when I left.

Half a mile on foot
with a head injury?

I bet we beat him here.

You'd lose that bet.

7-Adam-15.
Eyes on Hudson.

We need backup at Mid-City...
- Get down!

Motor pool guys
are gonna kill me.

Shops get damaged all the time.

It's not your fault.
- I've totaled five.

Seriously?

Back in Texas,
they would give you a medal

for being a proper lawman.

Hey, they found the tow truck
abandoned a half mile away.

It shouldn't be hard
to find him, right?

He won't make it far on foot.

We have no idea how long
he's been planning this.

He could have switch cars
stashed across the city,

people helping him.

Secret Service has to cancel
the visit now, right?

I wouldn't count on that.

But they are changing his
motorcade route, so I gotta go.

What do you want us
to do, Sarge?

Right.

OK, get back to the station.
Check in with Harper and Lopez.

They're talking
to Hudson's ex-girlfriend,

so hopefully
they'll learn something

that'll help us find him.

All right.

How you doing, Margaret?
I am Detective Harper.

This is Detective Lopez.
- Hi.

I hope you don't mind.
My mom wanted to come.

Whatever makes you
most comfortable.

I always knew
that Jerry was bad news.

- Mom.
- Well, I did.

How long did you two date?

About ten months.

Six months too long.

But every time
I tried to break it off,

he had some crisis,
and I felt guilty, so I stayed.

When did his obsession
with the president start?

Um, he was already
a little bit paranoid

when I first met him.

But it just felt like talk,

conspiracies about
the deep state, you know.

But then it got worse.

He got worse.

He thought
that he was being watched,

said his boss was CIA,

that strangers on the street
were reporting on him.

He thought that if he could
get to the president,

he could make it stop.

I gently pushed back,
tried to encourage him

to go see someone.

He accused me
of being one of them.

Threatened to hurt me.

- Did he?
- No.

He punched a hole
in the wall and left.

I changed the locks,
took my vacation time,

went camping for three weeks.

And by the time I got back,
he seemed to have moved on.

It's such a tragedy.

Really.

He used to be a nice guy.

- Honey.
- Mom, he was.

He made me feel special.

Made me laugh.

And I just watched him
go down the rabbit hole.

And there was nothing
that I could do to save him.

Do you have
someplace safe you can stay

until he's in custody?

She can stay with me.

I have a shotgun,
and I'm not afraid to use it.

Let's try and avoid that.

We'll give you a panic button

and have units
check on you regularly.

Listen, you knew him
as well as anyone.

Do you really think that
he would hurt the president?

I think that Jerry is
a very disturbed man

who has the means and ability
to do great violence.

Hey.
So how'd it go today?

Well, we have an armed
wannabe assassin on the loose.

President lands in 16 hours.
Other than that...

It's always something.

Is there anything I can do?

No. All under control.

Secret Service brought
additional resources.

Night shift detectives
are fully briefed,

as are the sergeants.

OK. Good night.

- Hey. Hi. I have bad news.
- I heard.

You have to redo
the motorcade route.

Yes.

So I'm gonna need to rain check

on our romantic "first night
living together" dinner.

I'm sorry.
- It's OK.

You want me to stay around
and help?

No.

You're worried it'll look
like I don't trust you

and I'm taking over.
- Yes.

Even though I know
that's not what you'd be doing.

It's just, you know,
appearances are important,

especially right at the
beginning of a new job, so...

It's OK.
Listen, I'll keep my ringer on.

Call me if you have
any questions.

And no one needs to know.
- Thank you.

You know, in my mind,
I'm kissing you right now.

So first day as my TO.

How'd I do?

As Sergeant Bradford would say,

you performed
all tasks adequately.

My CI choice was,
uh, disappointing.

I don't know.
Maybe he'll pay off.

We're good?

We'll see.

Maybe Abraham Lincoln
was just messing with you.

I thought about that,
but he seemed so earnest.

Like, I think
he really believes it.

You sure you don't wanna come
sit on the couch?

I'm not used to all this
soft furniture, so it's...

it's gonna take me a minute.

Hey, even if Agent Past Lives
does believe it,

is that such a bad thing?

Everyone thinks
they were someone special

in their past life.

But there's no way that everyone

was Cleopatra or Diego Rivera.

You know what the problem is?

I think it says something about
his personality, you know?

Like, it's so self-aggrandizing.

Out of all my past lives,
not a single one was famous.

You remember your past lives?
Like, all of them?

Oh, let's not get into it.

Who keeps texting you?

My CI.

Well, if it's important,
take the call.

Let's see.

It's a video of a kangaroo
fighting a deer.

OK, I have not seen this.

No.

Line of sight is too clear
on the western edge.

This guy is a sniper.

Take another run at it.

I'll be back at 4:00 AM
for an update.

Hello?

Am I talking to Sergeant Chen
or LIGF Lucy?

I don't even know anymore.

Still working
on the motorcade route?

You know, here's the thing.

I cannot shut Sepulveda down
for three hours.

It's just not even on the table.

And don't even get me started
on Wilshire.

We do not have the manpower
to cover

even half of those rooftops,
so...

So it's gonna be an all-nighter?

- For sure.
- Have you eaten, at least?

No, but it's not a big deal.

I mean,
there's a vending machine

that I can go
get something from.

God forbid.

This is really sweet.
I think I'm gonna cry.

At work?
You would never.

You're right.

Have you changed your mind
about help?

No, but you could stay
and eat with me

and listen while I complain
about the Secret Service,

without offering any advice,

like the supportive
live-in boyfriend you are.

You got it.

We live
in a disaster-prone area.

We need to be
ready for anything.

And if we raised chickens,

we'd have a guaranteed source
of protein.

How are you gonna
protect them from the coyotes?

I'll build them
a fortress in the yard.

I'll have
my strong, handsome husband

build them a fortress
in the yard.

As you can see, the suspect has

barricaded himself
inside the dispensary

and is refusing to come out.

- You can't arrest me!
I have immunity!

Call Officer Penn!

Great.

Hey, uh, what's...
what's Channel 7?

Nolan told me to turn it on.

Oh, it's an old people's way
to watch the news.

The suspect is still
resfusing...

Hold on.

Andy, Andy,
what the hell are you doing?

- I need you to call off
the cops, man.

No, you need
to put the phone down

and walk out the door
with your hands on your head.

- You said you could
get me out of trouble!

So you went to rob a pot
dispensary to test that out?

- No.

Law enforcement hopes
to draw him out

as quickly as possible.

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

Penn, do you know how much
trouble you caused last night?

The Department
of Public Relations

has been fielding calls
nonstop about cops making

immunity deals with dirtbags.

It was entirely my fault, sir.

I wasn't clear with my CI.

In Miles' defense...

There is no defense
for him or you.

Letting him make a CI deal
with Fast Andy?

You know better than that.

I was giving him enough space
to make it a teachable moment.

Well, now it's a teachable
moment for both of you.

How do you think this looked

on my first day
as watch commander?

I'm so sorry, sir.

I would bury you both
under the doghouse,

but the president lands
in two hours,

and we are no closer
to finding Jerry Hudson.

Suit up!

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir.

Once again, I'm so sorry, sir.

Noted.
Now, get your head in the game.

Today's gonna be a bear.

We'll deal with the fallout
tomorrow if we still have jobs.

I don't think you see my vision.

OK, a security company
slash resort

slash makeup line
is hard to picture.

We wouldn't do them all at once.

Morning.

Wesley's killing my dream.

Uh, it's not your dream.

You came up with it yesterday.

I'm going to work.

See you.

Force of habit?

No. Close the door.

First of all, I wanna be clear.

This is temporary.

With the President
coming to town,

they want a seasoned veteran
back in the office.

Which is why
they asked me to return

as watch commander for the day.

OK.

Tim, this has
nothing to do with you

or the job you're doing.

I mean, it has
something to do with it.

The stakes are way too high.

And God forbid
something happens today.

There can't be
a newbie at the helm.

It'll look like
we went in unprepared.

I get it.

All right.
What do you need from me?

Get everybody in roll call.

Yes, sir.

All right.

This is only temporary,

so please try to contain
your disappointment.

Now, we're all aware
of the most pressing issue.

The president lands
in two hours,

and we have a wannabe assassin
on the loose.

The decision has been made
to continue the visit,

so I need everyone on this.

Detectives Harper and Lopez
and Agent Butler

will get you up to speed.

Our suspect is Jerry Hudson,
avid collector

of conspiracy theories
and weapons,

the most alarming of which
is a Barrett M82.

According to the rangemaster
at Hudson's range,

Hudson is accurate
up to 800 yards.

The two stops
that POTUS is making,

first at UCLA for a speech,
then at a fundraiser

at Hancock Park,
are well secured,

but we are adding an awning
to cover the entrance

and exit at each location.

Sergeant Bradford will be
coordinating motorcade routes.

No, that assignment will
remain with Sergeant Chen.

I'm a utility player today.

Fine.

As of 0600 this morning,

we have locked in
a primary and secondary route

for both locations.

Because of the elevated
threat level,

street closures will be
more extensive than normal.

I know.

But it is what it is.

Be prepared for angry motorists

and an increase
in reckless behavior.

You got anything to add?

Listen,

today is why
we wear the uniform,

and not just to keep
the president safe,

but to ensure the safety
of all Angelenos.

Communication is key.

Eyes open.

Stay sharp.

Let's win the day.

Nice speech.

And thank you.

No need to pay
the demotion forward.

Look, your plan is great.

You thought through threats

seasoned agents
would have missed.

Are you OK?

Yeah, I'm fine, Sergeant Chen.

What's our first order
of business?

Shutting down the west side
of Los Angeles.

Here we go.

I need a tow truck
in sector seven,

north side of 4th.

Huh.

Jerry's creative spelling
does not make

his angry letters
to the president

any easier to read.

Took me a minute
to figure out he wasn't raging

against "pubic" policy.

Pubic... oh, right. Public.

That's almost as good as,

"The deep state
will know my furry."

Hard to say
who he hates the most,

the president,
Justice Department,

CIA, or the English language.

It's definitely the FBI.

I can't tell you
how many times he's railed

against the "Feebs."

Actually,
it doesn't say "the Feebs."

It says "Feebs" betrayed him.

"Feebs deserves to die."

"Feebs" as in Phoebe.

Margaret Phoebe Daws.

I think I figured out
what went wrong our first day.

You ignored my advice
and misled a CI.

That too.

What I realize is, I've had
a lot of coaches in my day.

And I tend to respond best
to the real hard-asses.

- Like Tim.
- Yeah.

More of a drill-sergeant-type.

Look, so if I'm messing up,
just get in my face, yell.

I can take it.

Uh...

yeah, what do you got?

Hudson's plan is in his letters.

Let me guess.
Kill the president?

No, he's starting
with "Feebs," Phoebe,

his ex-girlfriend's middle name.

We have to get to her now.

We're on the way.
Come on...

You've reached Margaret.
Sorry I missed you.

Hey, it's Detective Harper.

Call me as soon as you get this.

OK, thanks.

She's not with her mom, either.

Wait. Hold on.

Hey, Margaret, where are you?

- I'm at work.
- OK.

I need you to get out of there

and go someplace safe.

Jerry's coming, isn't he?

We are on our way right now.

What was that?

That's him. You gotta hide.

I need all available units
at 4262 Warner.

Any room with a door
that locks, a bathroom or...

- My boss's office.
- OK. That's perfect.

Barricade yourself in there.

Do not come out
until we get there.

OK.

Run, run, run, run.

The police are on their...
Hide! Hide!

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

Go!

Hide! Get down!

OK. Let's go!

- Do we have to wait for Metro?
- No, we go in.

Good.

You good?

- Go. Get out.
- Go.

Come on.

Don't stop till you get
across the street.

We'll go left.
You take center.

Copy.

Listen to me carefully,
Officer Penn.

There is no room for you
to be a cowboy today.

We've both seen firsthand

how things can go wrong
in a gunfight.

Stay on my six,
focus on your sector,

and control your fire.

- Yes, sir.
- Let's do this.

Do you hear that?

Is anyone injured?

No. We're OK.

Does anyone know
where Margaret is?

No, we haven't seen her.

All right, stay low.
Stay quiet.

We have additional units
on the way.

We have six secured upstairs.
Margaret is not with them.

Repeat,
Margaret is not with them.

All right. Stay here.
Protect them.

- But...
- Don't argue. Just do it.

Yes, sir.

Shooter down!

Suspect down.

Control, 7-Adam-15.

We have suspect in custody.

Need an ambulance
for one suspect,

two gunshot wounds
in the shoulder.

He's conscious and breathing.

We are Code-4.

Hey. You OK?

Yeah.

Is it over?
- Yeah.

It's over.
It's over.

Shh. It's OK.

It's over.

Who am I kidding?
I'd do this job for free.

Well, POTUS is in the air,
and we are outta here.

Thank God.

No, no, not that I'm expressing
relief that you are leaving.

It's just,
this town loses their mind

when you disrupt their commute.

I totally understand.

It was a pleasure
working with you.

- Likewise.
- No, I really mean it.

I don't tell too many people
about the past life thing.

And it was nice talking
to someone who believes me.

Of course.

And who knows?

You know, maybe we connect
so well because in a past life,

I was Mary Lincoln.

Or John Wilkes Booth.

I'm... no, I... I'm kidding.

I... I was... I was kidding.

OK, I don't take myself
that seriously, right?

Uh...

Kevin Kelvin,
the Secret Service ag...

His name is Kevin Kelvin?

Yes. Not the point.
But...

you know what, never mind.

I'm just glad
this crazy day is over.

I heard
you guys were the heroes.

- Just doing our job.
- Oh, he's being modest.

Your former training officer
is as brave as the first man

who ate an oyster.

Don't I know it.

I've been thinking about
your coaching preference.

- The drill sergeant thing?
- Yeah.

I'm not gonna do that.

We don't always get to pick

the personality
of our supervisors.

And it's not my job
to be your preferred TO.

It is your job to learn
how to deal with me.

Got it?
- Got it.

Good.

That was a very
drill sergeant thing to say.

I contain multitudes.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Thanks for stepping in today.

It's nothing
you couldn't have done.

Brass just doesn't know you.

So start forging
those relationships.

Bring coffee
to the weekly meetings.

Memorize their kids' names.

I get it.

I need to work
on my social game.

Exactly.

Lucy can give you some pointers.

All right.
That's it.

All yours.

Tell you what.

This job's a lot harder
than I thought it would be.

If it's any consolation,
it doesn't get any easier.

Great to hear.

If you need anything
or just wanna talk...

- I know where to find you.
- All right.

Sir.

Got a minute?

Yeah.

Hey, listen.
Nice work today.

Your commendation
is being talked about,

which should put
this Fast Andy screw-up to bed.

About that.
Um...

Can I speak freely?

Sure.

Officer Penn is my rookie now.

But I can't
train him effectively

if I have you second-guessing
my methods every shift.

Now, I am aware you have
a decade of seniority over me.

You're right.

I am painfully aware of what
second-guessing feels like,

and it won't happen
to you again.

Officer Penn is yours to train.

Now, that said, Fast Andy was
a perfect storm of stupid.

And as your watch commander,
it is my job

to yell at you if your training
produces a bad result.

Understood.
Thank you.

Uh, for what it's worth,

I admire
how you handled yourself today.

That could not have been easy.

Thank you.

That was nice.

So are you ready to go home

for our first
official night together?

God, yes.

You know, great work with
the president's visit today.

I know, right?

But thank you for saying that.

So I changed my mind.

I now fully endorse my wife

embracing a lifestyle
that involves zero gunfights

with presidential assassins.

Sorry.
You missed your window.

I already gave up
on that athleisurewear company.

I didn't even know
that was on the table.

And all the other new hustles

Harper and I were
dreaming about.

I'm not ready
to quit this job just yet.

Yeah, I figured.

- But I do have a new dream.
- Mm?

It involves a suite
at the Four Seasons.

- Tonight?
- Yes.

My mom's watching the kids.

I'll meet you
in the hotel bar in 30 minutes?

Yeah.

You'll be Max,

an international man of mystery.

And I'll be Christina,

an insatiable corporate shark

in town for a conference.

I love that for us.

Then get your ass in the car.

I'll be there in 30.

OK.

Welcome home.

Thank you.

Feels smaller than before.

Well, look, I wasn't sure
where you wanted anything,

so I held off.

Oh, there's my baby.

Come here.

Hi!

This is kind of overwhelming.

Yeah, there's a lot to do.

You want to just
go out to dinner?

Yes, I really, really do.

That's a... can we bring Kojo?

It's gonna severely limit
our restaurant options.

But, I mean, how could we not?

For sure.
- Kojo!

Let's go.
- Going to dinner.

Good boy. Let's go, let's go.

- Come here.
- OK.

All right.
Ready?

- Yeah.
- Let's do it.

Come on.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

OK, now we can go.

Damn it.