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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.