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What are you doing here?
I just wanted to see how you're doing.
Never better.
Right.
Mind if I come in? Maybe we could talk.
I heard you've been skipping physical therapy.
So?
Why do you care all of a sudden?
I've been thinking a lot over the last few months
about how I handled things between us,
and I'm ashamed.
My mama, she taught me how to be the bigger man,
and I fell down.
And I heard you've been trying to make amends with people
and, well, this is me doing the same.
With the help of your favorite breakfast burrito
from El Plato.
Hey, do we have any vegan bacon?
Oh, God, I hope not.
- What? - Uh, I don't think so.
I found the "fakon."
The fake bacon.
Oh, great.
- Well, you don't have to eat any if you don't want.
- After work... Mm-hmm.
- I think we need to seriously finish unpacking.
And by finish, I mean start.
- Oh. Well, I mean... oh.
- Sorry. Sorry.
I think we're making progress, you know?
Moving in takes time.
- It only takes as much time as you let it.
I moved constantly when I was in the Army.
Here's what I learned.
If it's not unpacked in 48 hours,
it will never be unpacked.
If art sits on the floor longer than two days,
it lives there now.
Oh, we're well past that.
I'm aware.
- This is killing you, isn't it?
- I think we should buckle down and get it done.
OK.
I'm sorry.
It just... it won't feel like you've fully moved in
until all the boxes are gone.
That's nice.
Look, if we rush the process, we're just gonna make a mistake
that we'll have to go back and fix later.
So trust me, if we move slowly and carefully,
then it will be much more efficient in the long run.
OK.
- Yeah, the shelters were full and I just needed
a place to sleep, you know?
I really wasn't hurting anyone.
- Well, it is still illegal to break into a rec center,
even if it's just to find a place to sleep.
- Yeah, no, I get it. You understand that.
All right.
Over here for your mug shot, please.
OK.
- Face the camera. Stand still.
To your right.
- I didn't really break in, because the door was unlocked.
So it's fine, you know?
I'm... and I'm... I'm sorry.
I just got really desperate for...
am I, um, going to jail, or...
- You know what, you're probably gonna cite out
in just a couple of hours.
- Okey-dokey. Thank you.
Is there any food?
Um, just... I haven't eaten in a while.
- Uh, not normally, but I can go
check the break room for you.
- All right. Thank you. I appreciate that.
- I'd offer you something to drink,
but both glasses are dirty.
Oh, I can help with that.
- No. Hey, no, no, no, no.
That's... that's... that's OK. You don't have to do that.
Oh, it's no problem.
You know, a clean space, it really helps, trust me.
You know, after I blew out my knee, my place,
it looked like a tornado tore through a...
a frat house.
I didn't realize how much it was contributing
to my depression until my mama came over
and insisted on cleaning.
- That's OK. You're not my mom. You're not my mom.
I can... I can do that myself.
What I'm trying to say is,
you know, I've been where you are.
After my injury, I couldn't see how anything mattered.
You know, I couldn't play football again,
- so why bother cleaning up... Professionally.
You can never do it again professionally.
Right.
It's not like I had a fallback career, man.
Like, I majored in physical...
Can you please just shut up?
You hurt your knee.
I lost my leg.
I'm not saying it's the same.
Yes, you are, Miles.
You didn't go to the NFL.
You lost your million-dollar contract,
but you can still run.
What happened to you is nothing like what happened to me.
I think we started off on the wrong foot.
I... I didn't mean anything by that.
You're right.
I don't know what you're going through.
But I want to.
So how about I stop talking and I start listening?
Oh, no.
What?
Today is my wedding anniversary,
and I totally spaced.
Oh, yeah, that's not great.
But Wesley must have forgot, too,
if he didn't say anything this morning, right?
No, Wesley remembers everything about us.
If Wesley remembers everything,
and he did not say happy anniversary to you
this morning, then that means...
It means it was a test, and I failed.
- Wow. - What?
Nolan!
Yeah, what's up?
You arrested a guy this morning, Ezra Kane?
Uh, well, that's the name he gave me.
Didn't have any ID, though.
There was a triple homicide in Oregon three years ago.
A husband and wife were
brutally murdered in their home.
Their 15-year-old daughter was dragged into the woods.
They found her bloody clothes a week later
but no burial site.
All they had was a fingerprint
that didn't match anything in the system.
Until I ran Ezra Kane.
Yeah.
The victims were the Poston family,
Craig, Ava, and 15-year-old Samantha.
They lived on the edge of a state park
outside of Portland.
The working theory is,
the killer broke into their house
in the middle of the night, killed the father immediately
and then brutalized and executed the mother.
Samantha most likely was dragged out into the woods
and killed there.
So what do we have on our suspect?
Literally nothing.
He says his name is Ezra Kane.
That could be an alias.
I caught him trespassing at the Willoughby Rec Center
in the early morning.
He said he came in to get out of the cold.
- Any ID? - No.
He had a little bit of cash on him
and a bunch of credit cards under various names.
Haven't run them yet. We can assume they were stolen.
Any in the name of the murdered family?
No.
So how do you want to handle this?
We have a window here.
He doesn't know that we have connected him to the murders.
He still thinks that he is here on trespassing charges,
and it's in our best interest to keep him in the dark.
So you should do the interview.
Mm-hmm.
Right.
OK.
Any advice?
I mean, you read him his rights.
- Yeah, but not for this. - That doesn't matter.
As long as he acknowledged, didn't ask for an attorney,
anything you get in your questioning,
it's admissible.
The key is not to push.
Use your famous Nolan empathy to dig
without seeming to dig, OK?
The second that he suspects that you are onto the murders,
he's gonna bail.
- Got it? - Got it.
Um, can someone track down a sandwich?
Give me five or ten and then bring it in.
Smart. Can do.
Remember, go easy.
The more comfortable he feels,
the better the chance he slips up.
- Understood. - Right, but not too easy,
because we don't want him to feel like
he's being handled with kid gloves.
Just Goldilocks this thing.
- Mm-hmm. - Yeah.
Hey, sorry to keep you waiting.
Sorry, I thought you said I was gonna cite out?
Yeah, um, I know, but I found some credit cards
when I was going through your things.
Credit cards that do not belong to you.
Yeah, I found them.
Um, not all at the same time.
You know, like, along the way, people drop them,
people throw them out by accident.
And I know, you know, it was wrong to use them.
I just... I get so hungry.
No, I get it.
But I'm just gonna need some clarity
before I make a recommendation to the DA's office.
Right now, your arrest falls into the wobbler category...
could be a misdemeanor, could be a felony.
Now, I want to recommend the former,
but I can't do that unless you are straight with me.
No, I'm...
- I'm an open book. - OK.
Well, let's get started.
Uh, sorry, I tend to, uh,
default towards disorganized,
which is why I'm still in patrol
and not a fancy detective.
Don't get me wrong.
I actually love working the streets.
But, uh, every day is unique,
and I meet some fascinating people.
Like me.
Yes, we'll see.
OK.
Your name is Ezra Kane, but you declined to give me
a date of birth or Social Security number
or basically anything I could use to confirm your identity.
And if you want the DA's office to play nice,
that is not gonna fly.
Would you believe I don't know the first
and I don't have the second?
- No. - Yeah.
I didn't get the best start in life.
Didn't know Dad.
Mom OD'd when I was, like, a baby.
If I had a birth certificate,
she probably used it to roll blunts.
I ricocheted through the foster system
for a decade,
and at some point somebody just picked a birthday
for me, and, uh, it...
whatever it is, it can't be right.
Well, what was it?
I think it's, like, January 6th of '82,
or maybe '83.
- OK. - Yeah.
And were you born in Los Angeles?
No. Were you?
You know, I don't get a California vibe.
Oh.
East Coast, Pennsylvania.
That makes more sense.
I'm from Idaho.
Gotta think growing up in Idaho was pretty hard.
I mean, I know what...
Hi, this is Detective Angela Lopez,
Los Angeles Police Department.
I need to run an Idaho records search.
Last name, Kane with a K. First name, Ezra.
Possible birth date of 1/6/82 or '83, but to be safe,
search birth dates from '88 to '78.
- Good news. - Thanks.
The cold helped the swelling go down
when I caught a beating.
Well, I guess then that's why you moved
to Southern California, if not so that you could
just warm up a little bit.
When was that?
I'm sorry, I thought we were talking about credit cards?
Yeah, no, listen, we're getting there.
Establishing hardship can go a long way
to swaying the DA.
But if you are in a hurry, I can just recommend felony,
and you can wait in your cell.
No. No, no need to be like that.
I... yeah, um, I just...
I'm not used to people taking an interest.
And I guess it's just not easy stuff to talk about.
Right.
Excuse me.
Ah, Jan, thank you very much.
Got you something more substantive to eat.
Great. Thank you.
OK.
Let's get to the credit cards.
Yeah?
Great, thanks.
We have the credit card records.
All right, only two cards have recent activity on them.
One was used two nights ago
at the Hollywood Premiere Motel,
and the dollar amount suggests that he still has the room.
Hot damn.
It's everyone's worst nightmare...
waking up in the middle of the night
to find a psychopath in your house.
Yeah.
And yet, it's statistically the least likely way
to get murdered by a psychopath.
I guess we both have some painful experience there.
Is there a problem?
Hi.
Have you seen this man?
Room 216.
You know, we've never really talked
about what happened to you.
Not that we should have.
But, you know, just, uh, with my sister's case
and everything, you've been all up in my trauma and...
you know what? I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have brought it up.
All right, listen, it's fine.
It's natural to be curious.
I just have no interest in revisiting
that particular trauma, so...
Copy.
Police!
Come out with your hands empty
and keep them where I can see them.
Clear.
There's nowhere for you to go. Come out.
All right, step out.
No, you need to go.
Yeah, we're not gonna do that.
Come out of the tub, please.
I'm fine.
He's gonna come back.
You have to go.
He's going to come back.
You... you have to go.
You have to go, please.
Is your name Samantha?
Please, just...
Samantha.
Samantha, the man who took you, he's in custody.
He can't hurt you anymore, OK?
I promise.
It is not fair.
I came clean to everyone.
I've confessed every lie, every sin,
and nobody's forgiven me for anything that I've done.
Half the people that I called, they hang up on me.
My dad... my dad won't even take my calls.
You really haven't changed at all.
Excuse me?
You're doing the same thing you always have.
You're not considering anyone else's experience.
You lied to everyone about almost everything,
over and over again.
Now you don't get to set the bar
on how people react when you finally tell them the truth.
What you did hurt the people who cared about you,
and it's gonna take a lot more than an apology tour
to fix that.
I suck.
I get it.
Thanks for coming over to clear that up.
I'll see you never. Thanks for breakfast.
Get out of here.
My... my parents.
You have to call my parents.
You have to tell them that I'm OK.
Yeah, of course.
The doctors will take good care of you.
Please.
She doesn't know they're dead.
I mean, he kept her isolated.
She only knows what he told her.
Well, I shouldn't have said yes.
I... I wasn't thinking.
Hey, look, it was instinct, all right?
Try not to beat yourself up.
She's in shock.
It wasn't the moment to add more trauma.
- It'll be fine. - Yeah.
You haven't eaten much. Problem with the sandwich?
No, no, this is great.
I'm just... you know what it is?
I'm a little claustrophobic.
Spent a lot of nights as a kid locked up in small spaces.
Sorry to interrupt.
Can I steal you for a sec?
Of course. Excuse me.
Lucy and Celina just found Samantha Poston
inside Ezra's motel room.
- Is she, uh... - She's alive
and in no immediate medical danger,
but beyond that...
OK, so are you taking over the interview?
Not yet.
There's still room for you to squeeze him
before everything comes out into the open.
Go back in there and turn up the heat.
Tell him we found a few recent charges on the various cards.
Mention the motel, but not like we've gone there...
or even that we will...
and let's just see what happens.
Right.
This changes the profile, doesn't it?
He kept that girl for three years.
That... he's not just a murderer.
No, he's worse.
Sorry about that.
Yeah, everything OK?
I'm gonna be straight with you, Ezra.
We ran those credit cards
and we found some recent charges,
one of them being to a motel in Thai Town.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on.
When was the motel, uh, booked?
Because that wasn't me.
I mean, why would I take refuge in a rec center
if I had a place to sleep?
So you're telling me if I went to this motel
with your photograph, you would not be recognized?
Absolutely not. No.
And I don't know why you would waste your time doing that.
I mean, surely the LAPD has better things to do
than spend resources on a wobbler
that's 100% gonna plead out.
Calling my bluff?
Look, I know you've got a job to do.
I'm just a guy
trying to make his way in an unfair world
without hurting anyone.
Can you explain something for me?
- Why didn't she leave? - Yeah.
I mean, I know what they taught us in the academy.
But, I mean, he left her alone for at least 12 hours.
It's the opposite of fight or flight.
It's freeze and appease.
You saw how scared she was of him.
That level of fear, it's her primary motivator,
maybe her only one.
Hey.
I'm sorry.
I wish I could let you rest, but I...
I need to ask you some questions
before the detectives conduct a more formal interview.
- OK. - OK.
I... I can't imagine how overwhelming
the last hour has been, so I'm not gonna assume
that you remember anything, all right?
The man who took you, we have him in custody.
Ezra Kane is the name that he is using.
Is that how you know him?
I'm not supposed to talk about him.
Who said that, him?
Yeah, I get it.
Samantha, you're safe now.
You are.
Did you talk to my parents?
Are they coming?
Samantha, I'm very sorry.
But, um, your parents are deceased.
No. No.
- I'm so sorry. - No.
What happened to them?
Did he kill them?
No! He... no, they're alive.
He said... they have to be alive.
He said that...
Did he say he would hurt them if you didn't cooperate?
Is that the threat he used to keep you with him?
Yeah.
Aamon.
He made me call him Aamon, the Seventh Spirit,
Marquis of Hell,
who commands 40 legions,
including the police.
And he said that I was his soul mate.
None of that is true, especially the police part.
But it doesn't make any of that less terrifying.
Do you remember the night that he took you?
The screams woke me up.
I thought it was the TV, so I went out into the hall
just to ask my parents if they could turn it down.
There...
there was this smell in the air,
and it just made the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
So I called out, and that's when he stepped into the hall.
I couldn't really see him,
but I just...
I knew in my body that he was evil.
Does that sound crazy?
No.
No.
Where did he take you?
A cabin in the woods, or at least it used to be.
I mean, I don't think anyone had lived there
for years, but...
that was my home for the next eight months.
Do you remember why you guys moved?
Winter came.
He has this thing about being cold.
And by then... by then, he knew I wasn't gonna run.
OK.
I think I have what I need for now.
Thank you.
I'm gonna let you get some rest, OK?
Uh, he... he bought a car after we got to LA.
I don't... I don't know if that matters.
Yeah, no, it sure does.
Do you remember what kind of car it was?
Um, it was old, four doors, black.
So he would have taken that car
when he left the motel, then?
Yeah.
Did he tell you where he was going?
No, he just said that he may be a while
and that he would punish me
if I wasn't a good girl.
Did he say something else, Samantha?
He said he was getting ready for after.
After? After what?
I thought he meant...
I thought he meant after me.
You felt like he was getting ready to kill you?
Part of me was really relieved, because...
because at least it would finally be over.
Hey, just got to the motel.
Lucy called.
She interviewed Samantha. Our guy's got a car.
- Make and model? - Black four-door sedan, old.
That's not particularly helpful.
Find any trophies in the room?
Not yet. I'm waiting for TID to land
before I started digging through Ezra's stuff.
But, you know, I did find some drawings
that had me freaked out a little.
Freaked you out? This I gotta see.
Yeah, hold on.
Yeah, that's not OK.
Look what Tim found in Ezra's stuff.
Oh, yeah. No, that's not OK.
No, but according to Lucy, it tracks.
Ezra believes he's a demon named Aamon,
one of the marquis of Hell.
Everything OK?
No.
I was wrong.
This is taking too long,
which means you did send somebody to the motel.
Why would you waste your time with a transient
who stole a bunch of credit cards?
Oh, this started long before we found out
about the motel, Ezra.
Fingerprints.
Credit where credit's due.
You've got that aw-shucks, everyman cop thing down pat,
and I bought it for too long. That's on me.
But I bet that there are cops
way up higher on the food chain behind that mirror
that are just dying to get in here, little pigs.
Little pigs, get your asses in here.
I've enjoyed my time with Officer Appetizer.
I'm ready for the main course.
There they are.
- You must be the prosecutor. - Wesley Evers.
I'm Detective Lopez. This is Detective Harper.
Is it OK if we call you Ezra, or do you prefer Aamon?
Someone's been talking out of school.
I'm gonna readvise you of your rights,
including the right to have an attorney present.
Not necessary yet.
I'll let you know.
- Can I have a moment? - Yeah.
What, no goodbye?
I'm gonna go check out the rec center
where I found him.
- Something isn't adding up. - Agreed.
But before you go, any insights that you might have
from sitting two feet from him that might not have translated
- to us through the window? - Yeah.
When he was talking about the cold of his childhood,
that was real.
You want to get him unsettled, crank the AC.
Love it. Thank you.
All right, janitor locked up just after 10:00 last night.
The place was empty after that.
Well, this place is huge.
There's no chance anybody saw or heard
anything from the road.
All right, this is about where I saw him.
He heard me coming, and then he took off
that way through those doors.
Got it.
Car key.
Must have ditched it when he heard me coming.
To what end?
Only reason to ditch the key is so you didn't find the car.
- But why? - I don't know.
Like I said, there were no cars here
when I got here this morning.
I scrubbed body cam. I scrubbed dash cam.
No black sedan.
Whoa. I got blood.
There were no visible cuts on Ezra when I processed him.
Have you always known you were one
of the devil's minions,
or was that a later-in-life revelation?
Oh, your... your... your disbelief in my truth,
it makes no difference.
As long as Samantha believes, that's all that matters.
Yeah, that won't last.
You don't control her anymore.
Hmm, how little you know.
I'm gonna be with her until the day she dies,
which was gonna be today.
You know why?
It's the real reason I was trespassing this morning.
Nolan.
I have found a new soul mate.
He's got another girl.
All right, Julie Reed was reported missing at 4:00 AM
after she failed to come home from a friend's house.
According to her parents, she was back and forth
between the two homes all the time,
and her route took her right past the rec center.
Sounds like he'd been watching her for a while,
planning the perfect time and place to make his move.
If the suspect car was gone
when Officer Nolan arrived this morning,
Ezra must have left and came back.
Why would he do that?
My best guess is that he left something at the scene,
most likely his makeshift wallet.
He only realized it after he left
but went back for it because he knew
it would connect him to the abduction.
But with a wounded girl in the trunk,
he was faced with a problem.
It would have been quicker to run back to the center
and run inside.
But that would have put him at a greater risk.
Because if Julie was conscious and screaming her head off,
it would draw a lot of attention.
So he parked the car somewhere else.
Somewhere no one could hear her screaming.
Went back on foot.
Right, but how far would he be comfortable walking?
10 minutes? 20?
The average walking pace of a healthy male
is probably 2 1/2, 3 miles an hour.
Any faster might draw unwanted attention.
OK, so to be safe, let's say 3 1/2 miles per hour
for a 20-minute walk.
Which means we are looking
at almost a square mile search radius.
It's clear from the volume of blood at the scene
that she was badly wounded,
she was left on her own somewhere
over eight hours ago.
Every further minute that passes
reduces the likelihood we will find her alive.
Where's Julie Reed?
Oh, is that her name?
No, 'cause we were... we were never properly introduced.
And can you please turn the AC off?
- It's like a freezer in here. - No problem.
Just as soon as you tell us where she is.
Hmm.
You think I would trade my comfort for her?
After all you've seen of my sacrifice?
No, no, I guess not.
But what would you trade for her?
Now that's an interesting question.
Let's see... I would say a reduced sentence,
but we all know that would be a hollow promise,
after all that I've done.
Mm.
I would love to say a proper goodbye to fair Samantha.
Not a chance in hell.
That is a nonstarter.
There is no way we would ever let you retraumatize that girl.
I don't think you have a choice.
I think you kind of have to ask her.
- No, we don't. - Oh, yeah, no, I think...
I think Samantha would disagree.
Think about it.
How is Samantha gonna feel when Julie dies before you tell her,
and Samantha realizes she could have saved that poor girl?
Huh.
How about this? Let's give this a shot.
Tell Samantha that Julie is near the red place,
and if she just talks to me for one more minute,
I will tell you where that is.
Sorry to interrupt.
I just need to borrow Sergeant Chen.
Wait, did something happen?
No, no, no, I just need her for a second.
I'll be just outside, OK?
I'm right here.
Ezra took another girl before he was arrested.
He says he'll tell us where she is
if we let him talk to Samantha.
No. Forget that.
He doesn't want to help us.
He just wants to keep traumatizing her.
I agree. So do Lopez and Harper.
But he says that the girl's being held near the red place,
and if we told that to Samantha,
- that she'd agree to talk. - No.
We're not saying that to her, OK?
It's a trick.
Samantha, open the door!
- What happened? - The red place.
It's got to be some sort of trigger phrase.
He spent three years convincing her
that the police were in league with him,
and she just heard us using his language.
It's OK.
No!
Let me do it!
We need medical attention!
- Let's go. - I can't!
No, please!
I can't do it.
I need it to end.
I need it to end.
I... I need...
- 7-Adam-20.
No sign of suspect vehicle at 1900 Hawthorne.
- 7-Adam-4.
Construction site at 801 Mercury is empty of vehicles.
- 7-Lincoln-15.
First five levels of Wilshire office complex garage
are clear.
Moving to lower level.
Julie, you in there?
7-Lincoln-15. I have her.
Lower level of the garage. Send an ambulance now.
Hey!
Hey, Julie.
I'm Officer Nolan. I'm here to help you.
Now, I'm gonna have to put some pressure on that wound
to stop the bleeding, OK, but it is going to hurt.
I am so sorry.
- Thank you. - Easy.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I know, I know.
You're doing great. You're doing great.
She's right here.
She just passed out.
She's lost a lot of blood.
Her pulse is weak.
She's in hypovolemic shock.
We gotta get her out of here.
Nolan.
- Hey. - Are you all right?
Yeah.
Julie just got out of surgery.
They lost her on the table
for a minute, but she pulled through
and she's recovering in the ICU.
Thank God.
Can I talk to her when she's ready?
Uh, I'll ask.
You know, we wouldn't have found her without you.
You gave us the car.
I said it had wheels.
And that it was black and old.
I meant it.
She is alive because of you.
Samantha's been incredibly brave today.
I'll, uh...
I'll come talk to you guys later.
Yeah.
Do you mind if I sit with you for a bit?
OK.
What was the, um...
the red place?
There was this house that we stayed at early on.
They had painted the bathroom red.
So when I was bad,
he would take me in there to punish me.
I know you're not ready to hear this,
but when it's time, the first step of your recovery
will be to stop blaming yourself.
Sure.
On it.
I know, I know, it's easier said than done.
But I know what I'm talking about.
I want to share something with you,
something that happened to me, if that's OK.
OK.
So my rookie year as a cop, I met this guy,
and he loved dogs, and he was cute,
and he seemed great.
We went on a date, and he...
he kidnapped me.
The details are a lot, but the short version
is that I thought I was going to die.
I mean, another five minutes and I probably would have.
For months afterwards, I'd just obsessed
about every second with him before he drugged me,
how I should have seen through him,
how I should have been faster, smarter.
I wanted to believe that I was in control,
but I wasn't.
So eventually, I stopped focusing on the things
that I didn't do, and I focused on the thing that I did.
I survived.
You survived.
Samantha, you're here.
I know that you don't see how brave
and powerful you are, OK?
But I do.
I really, really do.
Hey, uh, sorry to interrupt.
I spoke to your aunt Sarah.
She is rushing back from her vacation in London,
but her plane won't get here until tomorrow afternoon.
It's OK. Don't worry, all right?
You're not gonna be alone.
Every female cop at Mid-Wilshire
has volunteered to keep you company
in the coming days and weeks.
Yeah, we have your back, Samantha.
For however long you need, until you feel safe.
Hey.
Seth's here.
I'll be in my room.
It's good to see you too.
Just another fan.
Poor you.
Look, you're right, man.
The self-pity has got to stop.
I want to do better,
but clearly, I don't know how to.
And you are the best guy I know,
so will you help me?
I would need radical honesty.
One tiny white lie, and I'm out.
In that case, you are one of the best guys know.
Still has a sense of humor.
You might make it through this after all.
All right, no lies, no woe-is-me.
Just head down, do the work, be grateful.
Deal?
Deal.
Come here, buddy.
Surprise!
Hey, thanks.
Uh, you do know it's not my birthday, right?
You did forget.
Uh, no.
It's definitely not my birthday.
No, it's a different special day.
Uh, wait. No, it's...
oh, my God.
It's our anniversary.
It is.
You forgot, and I remembered.
Did you?
Totally.
Congrats, grad!
Fine, I forgot.
But I had to pull this together fast!
But I remembered before you did,
and that's what's important.
- Winning. - Yeah.
And you know what else is super important?
No, what?
The kids are with my mom.
Oh. Mm.
- Hi. - Hey, honey.
- How's it going? - Oh, I missed you.
Oh, God, what a day.
- How'd it go at the hospital? - It was fine.
Samantha's asleep right now, so I'll go in
and check in with her tomorrow.
- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.
Do I smell dinner?
Don't get too excited.
I ordered Italian.
It's in the oven, keeping warm.
Oh, my hero.
Oh, God. OK.
So I need to say something, and I...
I need you to respond with kindness, OK?
OK.
After the day that I've had,
I really need this place to feel like a refuge
and not a UPS sorting facility.
We need to get these damn boxes out of here.
I...
I agree.
No time like the present. Let's do it.
Wait, hold on.
I'm tired.
I'm... I'm very tired.
I thought maybe we could have dinner, and then I would...
I could... I could sit here and...
and supervise.
I mean, how can I refuse that offer?
You can't.
All right, I'll get dinner.
- Thank you. - Yep.
Good work today, Officer Nolan.
Thanks.
How come I don't feel better about it?
I think you know the answer.
Yeah.
Listen, we can't change what already happened.
All we can do is stop it from happening again.
And you did that today, in a big way.
Which means someone ought to buy you a drink.
You volunteering?
I am.
Damn it.
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