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Good morning, Officer Nolan. Ready for another exciting day out on the street

for Los Angeles?

Yep.

Coffee? No, thanks. I get all the rush I need for making this beautiful city of

ours safer every single day. And you will, too, if you join the LADP.

I mean, PD.

And you will, too.

I'm sorry, what do I say again? I do, too, and so will you, as well.

If you join LADP.

You just spit on my gum.

And that's why we joined the L .A. D .T.

L .A.'s finest.

Okay, guys, I know there were a few stumbles in there, yes, in the

but this is Hollywood, right? They fix that stuff in the edit. I think this

video is going to make the department very proud.

So, Bradford, would you like the honor?

Actually, sir, I think I should go to Lopez.

I think the whole thing was her idea.

Lopez? There is no promotional video.

You got punk.

This sucks. I mean, this is awful. I don't know what you're doing.

Can I get more powder?

What in the world? Can I get a copy of this for my kids?

Right here.

Right now.

This bomb is packed with C4 ball bearings, screws, broken glass. When

goes off, this whole room is going to turn into a blender.

And guess what?

If you don't die instantly, you're going to suffer fatal secondary infections

because I soaked the shrapnel in my own filth.

Now, you've all been taught to shoot on sight when you see a bomber, right?

But you can't shoot me because I'm holding...

A dead man's switch.

I'd let it go a dead name.

So your only shot at survival is to talk me into giving up.

But you only have ten words to do it.

Go.

Ma 'am, you don't want to do this. Boom. There's a slaughterhouse in here.

Go.

My name is Lucy Chapman. Boom.

The right thing. We've had dinner records.

Boom. You just got buried in a shoebox.

I can only imagine the pain you're feeling right now.

You just got ten more words.

Okay, so what'd you all do wrong?

Officer West started mansplaining.

Officer Chen wasted time by introducing herself.

And Officer Bradford decided to skip words altogether.

They're overrated. If I'd been a hair quicker, you'd be singing my praises.

you weren't.

So that means you fall into the fail category with everybody else except

Nolan.

What did he do right?

He expressed empathy.

You mean he faked it?

It doesn't matter if it was real.

The only thing that matters is how it comes across.

Active listening plus empathy leads to a rapport, which leads to influence and

ultimately behavioral change.

Wow, you read my book.

Twice. Oh, okay.

Well, I read your file. Actually, I read all of your files, but nothing in your

past indicates an ability to communicate with people like that.

So why do you think that you're so good at it?

Because of the training I received from Officer Bishop and Sergeant Gray.

Boom.

You just betrayed our trust by giving a political answer. Our rapport is ruined,

and this room is now a horror movie.

Oh, my goodness. I am so embarrassed. Oh, no.

Don't be.

You know, if they knew how to do it, then you wouldn't have called me to come

and train them. I still can't believe that your crime is consulted now.

I mean, you are such a rock star in the Bureau.

How's Luna?

Great. And she's pushing me to make a change, too.

Dominique's heading off to college.

Well, you should.

Look, you know, you've done your 20. You've cut the scars to prove it.

Could you do something new?

What?

What else is a guy like me going to do?

Come work with me.

Work for you, you mean? Okay, come on.

I am not like that. You know that.

Thanks. But I am nowhere near ready to have this conversation.

Well, when you are,

the office will be there.

All right. Okay. All right.

She's pretty impressive, huh?

I'll say.

Uh, why didn't you tell me she wrote a book about her years on the FBI's

rescue team?

I would have been so much better prepared.

How did you not know about it? You know, the Academy Jackson would have been all

over that. Yeah, Officer Jackson is clearly slipping.

Okay, no, I'm not.

It wouldn't matter if you read it or not.

I'm secretly better than you. Okay.

Look, well, I think that she is full of crap.

I spent summer vacations running hostage scenarios, and I always picked my

brother and saved the hostage.

That, I would say, was a gift.

Dad should have sent you to camp.

What's going on?

A prison transport crash loaded with convicts from the courthouse.

Get that gear, boo. Let's go.

Yeah.

Let's go. Yeah.

Hey,

what

happened here?

Coyote ran in front of the bus. Graham swerves.

We went over.

How many people on board?

20 prisoners.

Two of the guards? Did any prisoners get away? I think so.

Oh, hey.

Hey, get down there.

Give me a head count.

Control, this is 7020. I've seen a crash.

I got this one. I'm declaring a citywide tactical alert. I need multiple RAs,

scramble airships, and call additional units from Rampart and North Hollywood.

Yes. I need a hard perimeter set around the crash.

Assume a 10 -minute head start.

I got something over here at 10 o 'clock.

Check it out. Be careful.

Don't move.

An ambulance is on its way.

Can you give me a sit -rep?

Seven of them escaped.

They got my keys, my gun, and went out through the windshield.

All units, be advised, seven prisoners escaped from the bus. At least one is

armed.

Hang tight. We're going to get you out of here, okay?

Stop! Hey, take it easy.

Easy. I got you.

Come on. I got you. I got you.

Easy.

7 out of 15. I need an RA unit immediately 60 yards east of the crash.

-old male.

Life -threatening injuries.

Okay, just stop moving, all right? Stop moving.

I gotta get out.

I gotta get out. Help us here. Help us here. I'm right here. Hey, what's your

name?

Graham, I'm John.

Am I going to die?

No. No. Come on.

No, you're not going to die. You're going to be fine, okay? You're going to

okay. You just hang on.

All right? Okay.

Hang on. Okay.

Seven out of 19 almost on site.

Negative. We have at least seven fugitives at large in the surrounding

neighborhood. Start a grid search.

Coordinate with seven out of 13, 18, and 26.

There.

Seven out of 19 in pursuit of fugitive suspects heading north on Maple.

Okay. Okay.

Seven out of 15. Where the hell is my ambulance?

Tell her. Tell her. Tell who?

Tell her.

I love her.

Tell who?

Graham, who do you want me to tell?

Where's Nolan?

Officer Nolan, report.

Shut it off.

Don't move.

Nolan.

You okay? Yes.

Get control of him.

Listen up.

This is what we know so far.

So we have seven fugitives at large. Six.

Good work.

Correction. We have six fugitives at large.

Five.

At this rate, I'd say we'd be home for dinner, but I know better.

A prisoner on foot can sustain a pace of four miles per hour, and the clocks are

ticking 20 minutes ago.

So we have a hard perimeter set up a mile out. If it was set up in time, it's

just a matter of going door to door and running these fugitives down.

If a fugitive gets past our perimeter, this turns from a recovery operation to

manhunt, and that puts the entire city at risk.

So Bishop, Wong, Mitchell, Pelleggi, your shots will fall back and man the

perimeter.

Bradford, Lopez, Keegan, and Willis, you'll join the grid search inside the

zone. Command will advise you on the identities of the guys you're chasing as

soon as we get them. But for now, assume that they are all extremely dangerous.

Let's go get them.

License and registration, please.

Top the trunk, please.

Officer Nolan.

All right. Have a nice day.

Hey, you sure you okay?

Before that deputy died, he asked me to pass along a message.

Shouldn't I be doing this? You're doing exactly what you should be doing.

Hard as it sounds, that message can wait.

That bus was full of hardcore felons, desperate men. If we don't catch them

quickly, somebody else could die.

Right.

There's a shelter -in -place order in effect. We need you in your house. Okay.

Oh, Tim.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Get your hands where I can see them! Now!

No, stay right there. It's okay. We got permits for the weapons and our ammo

stored separately, so it's legal.

I don't care if it's legal. No good's gonna come from you guys running around

here with assault rifles.

We heard prisoners were on the loose.

We got a right to protect our neighborhood. Yeah, that's a job for law

enforcement, not a ragtag militia.

He got one.

He's got a few... Hey, get off me. Now they do it.

Officers, please.

Hey, let him go.

That's not who we're looking for. I kept telling him that.

You sure? He looks guilty as hell to me.

At least check his papers. Let him go.

Right now.

Are you okay?

Oh, you should be arresting them.

Hey, screw that. The law says we're allowed to defend our neighborhood when

grave danger. I was swimming ahead.

All right, look, that's enough.

Get back.

Look. As bigoted as they are, they thought they were making a citizen's

so they haven't broken the law.

But their names will be in our report, so if you'd like to sue them for

emotional damages, you can.

Well, anyhow, how about we just all go back and secure our home fronts?

No more feelings?

Fine.

If I find out that you're back out here again, I'll have you arrested for

violating California Penal Code 372 and 647B.

You got that?

647B is the code for prostitution.

They don't know that.

All units, possible fugitive sighting, parking garage, 19558 Sunset Boulevard.

Guy in orange jumpsuit took a bunch of keys right off the ramp.

This man is done with code six on fugitive suspects.

What's your name?

Oscar Hutchinson.

Control, we have fugitive Hutchinson in custody.

I was only running because I thought the bus was going to explode.

Uh -huh. Is that why you stole the car, too?

I always loved driving.

I've been locked up for decades.

Kind of hoping to get a little me time in before you guys caught me.

I hope it wasn't enough, because it's only going to get longer now.

Oh, I'm in forever, son.

Every moment out here is great.

License and registration, please.

Okay there, Mr.

Bernstein?

Yeah.

Yes.

Where are you coming from today?

Preschool.

We're looking for some men who escaped from prison. You haven't seen anyone

that, have you?

No, sir.

Did you pop the drug for me?

What?

I need you to pop the trunk.

Mr. Bernstein, so sorry to take up your time today.

Thank you for your cooperation.

Have a nice day.

You let him go?

What a way to save that kid.

And what if you're wrong?

We're clear.

I did what you wanted, now give me my daughter.

You can take my car.

Lock her dead!

Try goodness first.

Three more fugitives were apprehended, leaving just two at large for those who

are going to be held to catch, which is why Command asked Jessica Russo to

assist us. Jessica?

Yeah, so at this point, we're going to have to assume that these guys have

gotten past the perimeter, which means that we're going to have to get inside

their heads to figure out where they're going to go.

Predictive analytics.

You sound skeptical.

No, ma 'am. I just found the best way to catch a criminal is to hit the streets.

Well, that's because you have no experience doing it any other way.

Marcus Gibson.

Only 24 years old, but he's been a member of the 54th Street Gang for over

decade. He was recently sentenced to 12 years in Victorville for aggravated

assault and attempted murder.

The 5 -4 will do everything they can to help him get away.

Including spiriting him out of the state.

I've got a contact that's at the 5 -4 that might be able to give us some

insight. Go talk to him.

Okay, good.

Our next fugitive is Caleb Jost.

He is, in my opinion, the more dangerous of the two. He is 44 years old, a

former investment banker, sentenced five years for securities fraud and another

eight for biting off the nose of his deputy AG during his arrest.

He is testament to the fact that psychopaths can carry a briefcase as

a grab bag. The FBI believes Caleb hid significant resources before he was

arrested. Which he's going to need to avoid going back to prison.

So we have to dig into the FBI leads and figure out the location of that money

before he gets there.

That's exactly right. Are you up for the challenge, Officer Nolan?

Sure. Okay, great. Then you and Officer Bishop can stay with me while everybody

else runs down more obviously.

Okay? All right, here we go.

Grand Theft Auto.

Really? I barely made it 100 yards.

There isn't a distance requirement. You stole a car, which means we've got to

process you before we ship you back to prison.

Hey, I'm not complaining.

It's places like the Ritz compared to Victorville.

Get him squared away while I contact the Sheriff's Department about procedure.

You know the drill.

Take your shoes off.

West?

I knew a West in my youth.

Percy.

Any relation?

Yeah. This is my dad.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, I guess I see the resemblance.

You must have got your tall gene from your mom's. So what, my old man arrested

you? Yeah, well, it was a little bit more complicated than that. How so?

Well, this was the 90s. The streets were different back then.

And your dad was going after some pretty big players. He didn't always sweat

this small stuff.

So he finally let you go?

Yeah, depending on the day. I'd give him a little intel. He'd look the other

way, but not before messing with me.

This one time, he caught me with some dope.

He told me if I could outrun him, he'd cut me loose.

My dad's pretty fast.

And we tied.

I was like 20 pounds lighter back then. And I was high on crank, you know. I'm

sorry, but this does not sound like my dad.

We were all gangsters back then, son.

Criminals and 5 -0 alike.

What's predictive analytics?

Using data from the past to predict the future.

Feds love that kind of stuff.

They'd rather sit in front of a computer to hit the streets and scuff their

loafers. Still, if it helps solve a crime or find a fugitive, isn't it worth

using? Whose side are you on? I didn't know there were sides.

But yours, definitely yours.

Deacon, thanks for coming in. No problem. I figured I'd be hearing from

today.

Hey. Hey.

Deacon Joe.

Miss Chen.

Bradford's next victim.

I remember when your T .O. was the one wearing the long sleeves.

Oh, you got pictures?

I like her. I'm thrilled.

T .K. was my first arrest.

Also one of the few to be rehabilitated into maximum security prison.

Man, I swear to God, every time I see you, it's like a time machine.

I mean, since we met after six years in Chino, got clean, left a life, started

up a family, the only thing that changed about you is the lines on your face.

What lines?

If you were expecting to hear from me, then you know why you're here.

Marcos Gibson.

Look, I need to get to him before he hooks up with the 5 '4". Yeah, Marcus

one of my kids for a while. I lost him to the 5 '4". But they're the last place

he's going to go right now.

Why? He was knocking boots with Keon's woman right before the trial.

Who's Keon? The leader of the 5 '4". This kid must have a death wish. Yeah,

Keon gets a hold of Marcus before you guys do, he'll kill him.

Officer Bishop, any update on Caleb Jost?

Uniforms have visited his entire extended family. No one's seen or heard

him. If we believe they're telling the truth. Exactly.

Um,

just give me a sec.

Excuse me.

Did you know that deputy who died?

Graham?

Yeah. My condolences.

He asked me to pass a message along to his wife. I just need to know how to get

in touch with her. Graham wasn't married.

Oh, um, maybe a girlfriend then? Her name is Beth?

Graham was single.

He never even brought a date to the Christmas party.

You sure?

Yeah.

Graham was a bit of a loner.

We, uh... We, uh, used to give him a hard time about it.

Okay. Um, thanks.

Did you find something?

Oh, um, no. That was a bit of a side project. Okay, well, it's not really the

appropriate time for that. Of course, you're right.

But, um... But what?

I was with the deputy when he died. He asked me to give a message to someone

named Beth, and now it turns out he's single.

Uh, well, a mom or a sister, maybe?

Maybe. It sounded romantic.

Anyway, I should be getting back to work.

This death must have been traumatic for you.

I'm fine.

Boom.

Lying destroys rapport, remember?

Right.

His leg was torn off in the accident. I wasn't expecting to see that.

You know, I will never forget the first catastrophic injury that I saw.

But at least you have something positive to focus on.

If you need any help finding her, please let me know.

Thank you.

I think I might have found something.

I ran a search of names from Caleb's life against recent dispatch calls.

Discovered a wellness check that was called in for the aunt of Caleb's ex

I guess she's a daily churchgoer, but she didn't show up today.

She could have just gone to the movies or maybe planted a leader.

Maybe. Or her routine was disturbed by a visit from our fugitive.

Good work, Officer Bishop. Go check that out.

Prison transport will be here soon.

Lucky me.

Hey, listen, you see your old man, tell him I said hi.

And I haven't forgotten.

Forgotten what?

The 45 you planted. Reason I'm doing life in prison.

Saying that my dad framed you?

Well, no, we were good while I was informing on guys.

I think he made some pretty heavy busts.

But when I stopped being useful, cops found a murder weapon in my apartment.

Let me guess.

For a crime that you didn't commit.

No, I killed that dude.

He says there wasn't any evidence.

Not until your daddy planted that gun on me.

Bet you haven't heard that story at the dinner table.

Hey, uh, have you seen Lopez?

Oh, uh, yeah, she's in the bullpen talking to Tim, and I'm just getting us

fuel before we hit the street.

You okay?

Yeah.

No.

I don't know. This fugitive we grabbed has been getting under my skin.

Basically said that my dad was a dirty cop back in the day. Your dad?

No way.

That guy's just trying to push your buttons. Right? Yeah. Commander West's

This guy is... An ex -drug dealer who was doing life for murder.

See? Case closed.

Thank you.

When you put it that way, I don't even know why I was worried.

Yeah. I mean, your grandma, on the other hand, I heard she cut a bitch for a

dollar back in the day. Back in the day? Hell, that woman will cut a bitch now.

Hey, you think I've changed since you met me?

Yeah, more annoying.

I'm serious.

Have I changed at all?

Sure. How?

What do you mean? You're older. What you went through with Isabel certainly

changed you.

Made me different or just made me more me?

What's this about?

Just wondering if I've been treading water a little. You know, not

myself.

Since when does Tim Bradford do introspection?

Never mind.

Hey, we got a plan of action to find Marcos? They hit the streets. Sweat some

more of his people.

I'll see you later.

Hey, Bradford.

You've also gotten dumber.

Does that count?

What was that about?

What's that joke?

Hot damn.

What's that?

Text from Deacon.

He's got Marcos.

Number 2354.

Let's get a connection to this place again. His ex -wife's aunt lives here.

Was the ex an ex before he went away to prison or after?

After, I think. What does it matter?

Well, if they were still married when he went to prison, there's a good chance

he could get some money here. Which would give him reason to come here after

getting through our perimeter. And this is the house.

Okay, tactical recommendation.

Knock or recon?

Recon. This guy bites off noses. I don't want to get surprised by him.

I'll go low.

7 out of 15.

We're crossing back up at 2354 Sawyer.

Location if possible.

It's over, Caleb.

You know, it's a little stupid to take me up and Sally, but I'm feeling pretty

good about it now.

Hey!

Stay back!

Or I am repainting the walls in here crimson. Come on, Caleb.

You're too smart a guy to be pulling that trigger.

Right now you're looking at aggravated assault. That might add a couple years

your sentence, but if you kill her... Stop.

Stop trying to reason with me.

I hate prison.

If I get a shot at not going back, I'm going to take it. So back the hell up.

And get me someone who can make a deal or I am pulling this trigger.

Show us on site at 1115 Amberdore Street.

Damn it.

5 -4 must have heard Mark was at Deacon's house.

What do we do?

Keep your cool and get ready for trouble.

Hello, officer.

Lovely evening.

Sure is.

What are you guys doing out here?

No. Just exercising our constitutional right to assemble.

God bless America.

I suggest you all assemble somewhere else.

Is that an order?

Consider it a little friendly advice.

Well, we appreciate you looking out for us, officer.

But we ain't going nowhere.

Then maybe I'll see you later.

Count on it.

Control, pass me through to 7L20.

7L19, report.

Yeah, we got a bit of a situation here, Sergeant.

Approximately 15 gang members are gearing up to take out our fugitive,

Gibson.

Jen and I made it through their lines, but the 5 -4's got to come after this

soon. I just sent all available units to Nolan's hostage situation over in

Culver City.

But I will reorient some back to you.

Sir, this is a family neighborhood.

If bullets start flying, a lot of kids are going to get hurt.

What do you say in Bradford?

Have the unit stage away from our location until overwhelming force

Anything less than that's going to come with the body count.

We'll do our best with what we've got until then.

What are the odds they'll change their minds and leave?

What are we going to do?

Let's start with you letting us in.

First time I've ever been happy to see cops.

Hook them up, boot. What? Well, hang on.

I got to keep my hands free in case I got to fight. I hate to break it to you,

but if this gets to fighting, your hands aren't going to help. Turn around.

Turn around.

Now. Can we escape out the back? No, no. They got guys out there, too. I saw

them with Keon rolled up.

So how does someone go from financial crimes to this?

I'm an overachiever.

Where's my negotiator? On the way.

You can talk to me while we wait.

You're a nobody.

I want a somebody with authority.

How you doing?

A little stressed.

Only a little?

Well, then you're fine.

Who are you?

Smart setup.

If Swat can't shoot you through the windows, then we can't rush you from the

doorways without you pulling the trigger.

You my negotiator?

Nope.

You're not?

No, I'm only here to advise.

Besides, guys like that, you have to keep off balance.

Well, that wasn't in your book.

I can't give away all my secrets.

So what do we do here?

Okay, good question.

So I reread Caleb's file on the way over here.

And?

You don't say much, do you? If you kill that woman, I'm going to shoot you in

the face.

A lot.

It's good to know.

Okay, Caleb.

Here's the thing.

After a brief discussion with my associate, we've come to the conclusion

you're full of crap.

You're not suicidal.

You're a narcissist.

Stuck in a chimney.

With no chance for escape.

Hey, hey, hey! Stay back!

The only way you get out of this room alive is if you give up.

Right now.

Get up.

You're bound.

Hands behind your head.

Don't you raise your fingers.

Come on. Give me your other hand.

You're under arrest.

That's a gut, Officer Nolan.

You said when push comes to shove, you surrender.

Well, yeah, but I could have been wrong.

It's going to be a lot of paperwork for you, boo.

Seriously? That's what you're thinking about right now?

Hypothetically, is there ever a scenario where we just give them what they want?

Where we balance one life against the lives of many lives?

Make that hard call.

That call isn't ours to make.

Look, we're here to serve and protect. We don't get to decide who we serve or

who we protect.

So you're willing to die for that guy?

I am unwilling to let fear make me do something I'll be ashamed of in the

of day.

Oh, hey, where are you going?

I'm going to talk.

Stay here.

No matter what happens to me, you protect him.

I will.

Hey, leave him alone.

If you want to beat someone up, I'm right here. What I want is Marcos.

You give him up, we out of here.

I can't do that. Look, I got no beef with you or Joe.

But that fool in there, he was creeping with my old lady.

So he gots to get dealt with.

Don't give up.

You alone?

Outnumbered?

You know, it was pointed out to me today that I've been doing patrol a long

time. Maybe too long.

And I've seen a lot of friends move up and on.

Promotions, other agencies.

I don't give a damn, Kyle. You should.

Because one thing I've learned all these years is that I'm never alone.

And I'm never outnumbered.

Now get down on your knees.

Turn around.

Hands behind your head.

Call it in, Boots.

7 Adam 19, last fugitive in custody. Show a code for us.

I said hi.

Yeah, I don't think I will.

Why? Afraid of what he might say?

Nope. I just don't want to bother him with a bunch of nonsense.

Oh, you don't believe me.

That's cool.

Every kid should worship their dad.

But if you want to find out the truth about him, read my file.

What was that about?

Nothing. I hope.

Your partner's crazy.

Not my partner.

She's my T .O. What the hell does that mean?

You got some time on your hands, Caleb?

Look it up.

You ready for it, Elizabeth?

Yeah.

Elizabeth?

Yeah?

Anyone call you Beth?

Why?

Did you know Graham, the deputy who passed away?

Well, yeah.

We worked together for the last five years.

I was with him when he died. He asked me to pass a message along to Beth.

What message?

He told me to tell her he loved her.

You're lying.

No, that's the last thing he said.

Is that you? Were you together?

He was...

My friend, there was a time that I thought he'd ask me

out.

I wanted him to.

He never did.

I think he regretted that in the end.

I'm sorry for your loss.

You sure you still want me to come to dinner?

I mean, it's been a bit of a day.

Wife's orders.

I bring you or I don't come home.

Hey. Oh, so I can come back.

No, what's on your mind?

I, um... I was thinking about taking the sergeant's exam.

Really? You think it's a bad idea?

I think it's about time.

I hear there might be some openings coming up.

The test is in a couple months.

That means you've got to cram a hell of a lot of study in to get ready. You up

for it?

Otherwise, you have to wait two years for the next exam.

Yeah, I am.

Thanks. No problem.

It's nice to meet you. Yes.

Shit. What do you mean, what? Oh, come on.

Don't look at me like that. Hanging my business out there like that? Stop it.

Whatever. I miss pushing your buttons.

I don't.

Pleasure.

Hey. Hi. Did you ever find her?

Your Beth?

Yeah, I did.

Good.

You know, you were wrong.

Excuse me?

You said there was nothing in my past to indicate I could connect with people in

high -stress situations.

I mean, obviously negotiating with a suicide bomber is stressful, but...

Honestly, you need to try telling a single mother of four that her kitchen

delayed because her tile's on back order. Or convincing a bank to give you

extra week to come up with a mortgage.

I guess I have never thought of it that way.

Well, now you do. Yes, I do.

I'm going to get going.

Right. Yeah.

Sorry.

One last thing.

Could I...

Get you to sign my book.

I know it's nerdy, but honestly, I've never actually met someone who's written

book before.

Sure, yes, of course. Thank you.

I need a pen. Okay,

thank you.

Thank you for this.

There you are.

Have a good night, Officer Nolan.

And good work today.

Thanks. You too.

Hello?

Tristan?