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Previously on 9-1-1...

We need to move this.

LAFD! Is anyone... in there?

Detective Hooks.

I'll try not to take up
too much more of your time.

You don't have any evidence
except for them.

- They can help you.
- And maybe we can help them.

Yeah, I think we might have
a real problem here.

Okay, guys!

Everyone, we are going to use
our listening ears

and our gentle hands.

Mila, the napkin is not to eat.

Can I have two cupcakes?

Everyone's getting
one cupcake, Remi.

But it's my birthday.

And you are very special.

Uh, Theo, can you please stop
hitting your balloon?

Karate chop. Hi-yah!

Theo, do we need to pay a visit
to the Calm-Down Corner again?

- No, thanks.
- Good.

Can you please come sit
on the bench?

We're gonna sing
"Happy Birthday" to Remi, okay?

He's standing on the bench,
not sitting!

Remi, can you tell everybody
how old you are?

- I'm four.
- Huh.

Okay.

No! My birthday wish!

Looks like we're going
to have to celebrate

- Remi's birthday inside today.
- Aw!

Yay, I love being inside.

Ms. Wanda, my balloon.

I'm sorry, Theo.

Okay, everyone,
please grab your plates

and let's go line up.

Oh, no.

Liam, why are you
taking off your shoe?

Come on, everybody.
Let's go! Let's get in line!

Everybody, let's go.
Come on, inside!

Keep going, thank you.
Go ahead. Go inside.

Oh, thank God.

He's up there.

Is that thing on?

Hear that hum?

34,000 volts.

Can't shut that off locally.

Why would anyone climb up there?

Bet it has something to do
with that balloon.

Oh, my God.

He's gonna fall.

Ma'am, why don't we get you
to wait over here.

We don't want to have him
see you panic, okay?

We're gonna get him down,
I promise.

Hey, buddy.

Can you do me a favor?

Stay completely still and don't
touch any of those wires, okay?

- Okay.
- All right.

Harry, Eddie, let's get
the rescue tarp in place.

Ravi, I want you
to raise the ladder,

but stay away
from the power lines.

- Do you understand?
- Yes, Cap.

Buck, get ready
to turn on the charm.

Okay. Hey, buddy.

What's your name?
Wait, is it Spider-Man?

No, it's Theo.

Theo. Hi, Theo. My name is...

Your name is Mr. Poop.

Uh, yeah, okay, sure.

That works.

Hey, Theo,
why don't you come over here

and be on my ladder with me?

No, I need my balloon.

You know, I figured
you might say that.

So let me tell you what.

You come down with me, and
I'll get you a nice new balloon.

No, I need my balloon.

Is he arguing with him?

Never argue with a toddler.
You will always lose.

Uh, okay, okay. H-H-Hold still.

Uh, I-I will get you
ten balloons if you...

No, I need my balloon.

Okay, you can have
whatever you want

if you just hold still
and let me get you.

No!

Hey, Ravi, um,

I need you to raise me up
to that balloon.

Cap, that's gonna put him
pretty close to the wires.

No, Buck cannot do that.

Buck, you cannot do that.

Cap, have you ever won
an argument with a toddler?

Okay, Theo, here I go.
You stay right there.

Okay.

Yeah. Keep it going.

All right, that's as close
as I can get you.

Yeah, I should be able
to reach it from here.

Uh, hey, Theo,
you holding still?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

Good job. Keep it up.

Okay, Rav, take me back down.

Okay, you happy now, Theo?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Come over here a little.

Nice and easy. I got you.

I'm gonna tie this right here.

Thanks, Mr. Poop.

Okay.

Yeah.

Okay. Guys, this is Theo.

Theo, these are my friends.
That's Hen, and that's Eddie.

They're gonna make sure
you didn't hurt yourself.

Okay.

Nice and easy.

Eddie's got you.

All right, your son's
gonna be just fine, ma'am.

My son? No, he's not my son.

I was out power walking
when I saw him up there.

I just called 911.

Well, who does he belong to?

Beats me.

Uh, hey, hey, Theo.

What's your last name?

Spider-Man.

Hey, buddy,
do you know where you live?

At home.

Where's home, honey?

Our house.

All right, Ravi, why
don't you check with dispatch,

see if anybody in the area
has reported

- a missing toddler.
- Copy that.

Hey, Theo, have you ever
been on a fire truck?

Fire truck!

All right.

- Ah, don't you dare.
- Okay.

Oh.

Mm, didn't quite nail
the dismount.

Six out of ten.

No, you know what? I would
give that a nine out of ten.

You're doing great.

I was just showing off.

I'm gonna need a nap
when you leave.

You're recovering
from a stroke, Sue.

You're making amazing progress.

Don has been on a mission.

He's got me doing puzzles and
knitting and paint by numbers.

He read about a therapy,
we're doing it.

So, how's work?

Harder without you,
but we're making it through.

Oh, well phrased.

Noncommittal and low pressure.

Yeah, I workshopped it
with Chimney at home.

I wanted you to know
that we miss you,

but obviously that there's
no pressure to rush back.

I'm feeling zero pressure.

But 100% boredom.

Give me something.

Ooh, um, okay.

Uh, Jody's finally ready
to retire.

No, no, no, no.

Not any of
the boring work stuff.

I want the hot goss.

So, is-is Linda's mother-in-law
still living with them?

Oh, oh,
did Terry's girlfriend ever

come back from
her "sabbatical" in Costa Rica?

I-I don't know
any of those things.

I haven't had a lot of
break-room time recently.

It's been really busy, so...

Oh, that happened fast.

What happened?

The transition.

From coworker and colleague
to supervisor.

You're management now.

N-No, I'm not.

I'm... I'm me.

No, you're the boss.

Which means nobody's gonna
tell you anything anymore.

They don't see you
as a friend any longer.

Okay, that feels harsh
and not true.

It's part of the gig.

I remember
when it happened to me.

It was, uh, weird at first,
but you get used to it.

Well, it's not
gonna happen to me

'cause I'm still one of them.

Okay.

Oh. Hey.

Athena.

I didn't expect to see you here.

Yeah, Harry said
y'all were rounding up donations

for folk at the hospital,
so I asked around the station.

- This is great.
- Thanks.

So, uh, how's the little boy?

He ate three cups of pudding,
did 12 laps around the building

and begged to go down the
fire pole every time he sees it.

You can't catch me!

Okay.

So have we, uh, figured out
who he is yet?

Well, the day care
that he escaped from

finally figured out that
he was missing, reported it.

His parents should be here soon
to pick him up, we hope.

Definitely got their hands full.

I remember that age.

- You guys miss it?
- No.

So, the migrants.

Is there anything else
that I can do to help?

No, it's just the legal stuff.

Visas, protective order.

How's that going?

About as slow as you'd expect.

The migrants are all getting
connected with RPB.

The Refugees...

Yeah, Program Bureau. I know it.

Yeah, the fastest track
to resettlement benefits

but real tricky to navigate.

They don't make it easy
on purpose.

And the detective
who was working the case said

that he would help us,
but we haven't heard much since.

Well, who is he?

Maybe I can check in
and give him a subtle prod.

Uh, it's, uh, Detective Hooks.

Ben Hooks?

You know him.

Great!

Maybe you can put in a word?

Maybe more than one.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah. Yes, Captain.

- What do you think?
- Good.

Yeah? Nice.

- Can I take this off?
- You sure can.

You can't catch me.

- You want a tour?
- I got it.

Okay.
You want to drive?

Yeah.

Okay, show me.
Show me how to drive.

Okay, what do you got?
Let me see.

Yeah.

Okay, as fast as you can.
As fast as you can.

Hey, guys.
The parents just pulled up.

Oh, hey, you hear that?

Your mom and dad are here
to take you home.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa.

- Got ya!
- Do you see him?

Theo?!

Mommy! Mommy!

- Hey. Oh, God.
- Oh, my...

Ah, we were so worried, baby.

Thank God he's okay.

Buck.

Hey, good to see you again, man.

Yeah. What has it been,
like four years?

Yeah.

- Oh.
- Yeah, four years.

And Theo is your son.

Hey, Buck, do you want
to make a donation?

I already did.

- So, Buck has a son?
- Biological son.

His friends asked him
to be their sperm donor.

Why?

Because they couldn't have
kids of their own.

No, I mean, like,
why did they choose Buck?

Because he's tall,
handsome and a hero?

Yeah, but he's still Buck.

Probie's got a point.

Hi. LAFD.

We're looking for
a man in a slide.

Just this way.
He signed a waiver,

so if he's hurt or anything,
it's not on us.

- Okay, can you show us where he's at?
- Come with me.

So, if you hadn't have met Chris
until he was four,

you think you would have
recognized him?

You just described the first
four years of my kid's life.

But, no, there's no reason

why you should have known
that that was your kid.

Not your kid.
You know what I mean.

I can't believe
it's been four years.

Am I a deadbeat donor?

You delivered a baby
on your couch.

And you were willing
to get involved.

It's not your fault
they ghosted you.

Uh...

You ghosted them?

Look, the day he was born,
I held him in my arms,

and I knew
if I stayed in his life,

it was gonna get messy.

You remember the beagle.

Fair point.

Did the waiver say his name?

Uh, Robin. Son's name is Skyler.

Let's just hope
this kid's not Buck's, too.

Hey, bud.

The slide's not made for dads.

It most certainly is not.

So why don't we get you
to hang with this nice lady here

- while we help your dad? Okay.
- Let's go.

Robin?

LAFD. How we doing in here?

Not my finest moment.

I wanted my kid
to think I was fun.

Does he hate me now?

Nah, he's just worried
about you.

But the rest of these kids
are definitely gonna hate you,

so we're gonna get you
out of there ASAP.

All right, guys,
let's get in there.

So, how'd things end with them?

Uh, they want to go for dinner.
Say they want to catch up.

It felt like code for something.

So what'd you say?

I said I would let them know.

I don't know.
It just feels weird.

You think I should say yes?

I mean, I probably would.

Although, last time
they asked you to dinner,

they asked for your sperm.

Oh, God.

"Oh, God," what?

Connor and Kameron want
to have dinner with Buck.

Last time you broke bread with
those people, they wanted sperm.

- Who wants sperm?
- Connor and Kameron.

Okay, nobody has asked
for sperm.

Maybe it's not sperm.

Maybe they just want
a kidney or something.

Uh, guys?
It's kind of hot in here.

So, we're getting
some complaints from parents.

Can you guys stop
saying "sperm"?

Yes.

I'm saying,
"Purple Rain" is a flex.

Not if you can pull it off.

It's a eight-minute power ballad,

- and you hit every single note.
- Thank you.

Hey, gang.
We talking about karaoke?

- Josh here thinks he's Prince.
- Mm-hmm.

You know, it has been so long
since I've been.

We should definitely get
a night on the books.

That'd be fun.

Next time, for sure.

- We better get back out there.
- Yes.

"Next time."

So you guys went.

- You hate me.
- No, no.

I mean, it's not like you went
and did "I've Got You Babe."

Okay.

That's cool.

Linda made us do shots.

- I got revved up.
- Yeah, no.

It's no big deal.
Who was Cher? You know what?

It was Jamal.

Wow. Uh, I-I hope
that he was very good.

Um...

God.

Sue was right. I'm management.

You ever wish
we'd invited her to karaoke?

You know what?
I never thought about it.

It's not personal, Maddie.

Sometimes you just got to
cut loose without the boss.

- Hi.
- Hey.

Hey.

Hi, Mr. Poop.

Hi, Theo.

Sorry. We, uh, had
some trouble in the car.

Ah, it's no problem.

Dinner just came out the oven.

Uh, hey, Theo,
you don't like pizza, do you?

- Pizza!
- Theo?

Wait for your mom, sweetie.

We will pay for
anything he breaks.

It's all good. Come on in.

You know, I'm really glad
we're doing this.

It's my fault.

Should've reached out
much sooner.

Theo, no, no!

Do you have any knives
in the house?

Because we should hide them.

Uh...

Oh.

- Hey, good stuff,
right, little dude? Yeah. - I'm so sorry.

Theo inhales chocolate milk.

- Oh, wow.
- Just a man after my own heart.

Sorry.

- Theo.
- Okay. Oh, oh. You're good.

- Theo, sweetie, no. Put that...
- Sorry. No, no, no. Here.

Oh, wow.
You really have a lot of energy,

don't you?

It's like he needs to live
as much as possible,

as fast as possible.

He even made birth an adventure.

Yeah, I remember.
He was perfect.

Thanks to you for delivering him.

- And for...
- Hey! You can't get this.

- ...your contribution.
- No. Okay.

Uh, y-yeah,
my pleasure, anytime.

Uh, I mean, obviously not any...
You get it.

Destroy pizza.

- Destroy.
- Oh.

- Okay.
- Oh. Well, you know... - Theo!

You brought us so much joy.

I mean, we would do it again
in a heartbeat, right?

- Uh...
- What? Oh.

No, no, no, no. That was
just a figure of speech.

We are so good with one.

Why mess with perfection, right?

Theo!

- Theo!
- No. No, no, no.

Okay, we are done
with the chocolate milk.

- I will get more napkins.
- Do you have paper towels?

Hey, you're probably
gonna use a lot of red,

so I got you an extra marker.

Thanks, Mr. Poop.

You're welcome.

Pro move.

Yeah, we carry those on the rig.

Hey, is he usually...

A heat-seeking missile?
Uh, let's see.

This week, he ate a candle,
gave himself a haircut...

Gave me a haircut.

Peed in a sandbox,
jumped in a duck pond,

then, on the way over here,

somehow opened
his car door on the 405.

I didn't know you could do that.

Yeah, neither did we.

Hey.

- Is that me?
- Yeah.

It's so good. I love it.

Hey, thanks, Theo.

Thank you, buddy.

That's really great.

I mean, he's such a sweet kid.

Aren't all boys impulsive?

You tell us.

We read all the books,
tried time-out,

three different specialists.

Yeah, no one will give us
a straight answer.

Is this just his personality

or is there
some kind of diagnosis?

Whoa, hey, listen.

Y-You can't blame yourselves.

- Oh, no, we don't.
- Oh, we don't.

Which is why we found
a new specialist:

you.

Me?

This didn't come from
my end of the gene pool.

I'm sorry, we just need
a road map for this kid.

I know you did all sorts
of tests when you donated,

but I just feel like
maybe they didn't ask

all the right questions.

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, sure.

Fire away. I'm an open book.

Oh, great. Okay.

Uh, did you ever get
kicked out of a school?

College.

Twice. But the second time was

just 'cause
I didn't pay tuition.

Spent the money on, uh,
parties and a motorcycle.

Ah.

Were you always reckless?

I mean, yeah,
I-I broke a couple bones.

Uh, legs, nose, ribs,

- both arms.
- Both?

Okay.

Um, but it's-it's not like
you were a criminal or anything.

No, no.

I mean, unless you count forging
your parents' signatures.

And I did steal
the fire truck one time,

but, uh, I gave it right back.

Do you think maybe we could talk
to your mother, then?

Look, I've known you
a long time, Buck.

We're Theo's parents, but there
is no doubt that is your kid.

Uh, where is he?

Do you smell smoke?

- Oh.
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Honey. Come here, sweetie.

- Whoa, oh.
- Uh, I got it.

Think this belongs to you.

We're so, so sorry.

Thank you so much for having us.

Okay, say goodbye.

Bye, Mr. Poop.

Bye, Theo.

Okay, I have an announcement!

Look, I know
that being a dispatcher

can be a thankless job.

It's like you can't
catch a break, right?

But when you do get a break,
lunch is on me.

I got Razello's Deli.

I didn't know if we were, like,
salad people or sandwich people,

so I got a little bit
of everything.

And not that I want you
to hang up on anyone,

but I do hear that
the pancetta is to die for.

Maddie, that's too generous.

Let's cut loose.

Thank you.

Is this payback?

You pick the day I start a juice
cleanse to drown us in hoagies?

Oh, you're not gonna miss out.

I'm thinking about
doing this once a week.

- Maddie Mondays.
- Maddie Mondays. Fun.

Well, I'm a fun boss.

You know you don't have
to buy our love, right?

You could just fire one of us
and make an example of them.

Uh, that's not really my style.

Well, next week, I vote sushi.

Oh, noted.

What is going on?

I'm making bread.

What happened at dinner?

He broke a vase, killed a plant.

He almost set fire
to my kitchen.

And apparently, this is him
on his best behavior.

Created a demon spawn,

and then I set him loose
on my friends.

I should've seen this coming,
and I should've warned them off.

People can't tell what a kid's
gonna turn out like.

That's half the fun.

Well, this one is gonna
grow into a monster,

just like his old man.

Stop. You're not a monster.

I can't believe
I'm gonna say this, but...

you're not a bad person, Buck.

You're impulsive,
sometimes dumb,

and you usually drive me
up the freaking wall,

but you have a good heart.

And so does that kid.

Ah. Yeah, well,
Connor and Kameron,

they just,
they seemed so overwhelmed.

Parents get that way sometimes.

But they adore that kid.

And you gave them that.

So shake it off,
make some more bread.

Pancetta was bomb.
Thanks, Maddie.

You deserve it.
Next week, sushi bar!

Well, you did it.

You won hearts and minds
with free gabagool.

It's not bribery
if everybody wins.

Maddie, sorry about
the karaoke thing.

I thought it'd be kind of weird
with my friend taking charge,

but it's actually been
kind of fun.

That means a lot.
I know that we miss Sue.

I miss that woman like crazy,
but she never bought us lunch.

Hey, now.

Oh.

- Oh. Linda, are you okay?
- Mm-mm. Mm-mm.

Oh, here, sit.
Sit, sit, sit. Josh!

Uh, yes, ma'am.
Units are en route.

Okay.

- I'm so sorry.
- No, no, no.

It's o... it's okay.

Maddie, I think
I need to leave early.

Wh-Why?

- What?
- Oh, no.

- God.
- No!

Oh, my God, where's the trash can?

Ugh, I think I'm gonna be sick!

- The pancetta.
- Who else ate it?

- Everybody but us!
- What?

Your mother fell?

I'm sending
an ambulance your way.

I need you to get outside
to safety.

Firefighters are en route.

Ugh.

Josh, we need
another wastebasket.

- If I look, I'm gonna hurl, too.
- Well, then don't look.

Can you describe the pain?

Could you tell me the cross street?

Does your daughter have
a history of asthma?

Uh, is it possible
you ate something bad?

Yeah, I'm familiar
with the symptoms.

Maddie, what do we do?

We need help.

- Did we get everyone sorted?
- Couldn't find Matias.

Nurses thought he might be
in the cath lab.

- I'll-I'll check again before we leave.
- Yeah.

- It fits.
- Looks good.

Thank you, Eddie.

And you as well, Miss Wilson.

Esteban, we've talked
about this.

My friends call me Hen.

Well, there are more clothes
and toiletries in your backpack.

And we're still working on
getting some kind of cell phone

so you can stay in touch
with people.

I don't know what to say.

In any language,

I don't have the words
for how... grateful we are.

We'll be sad to leave.

We're working on that, too,
I promise.

There are some organizations
that we're talking to...

Eddie.

Immigration Enforcement!

Everyone on this floor
is in lockdown.

What the hell?
Just stay here, okay?

Any and all detainees
from last week's incident

should consider themselves
hereby discharged

and en route
to our local holding facility

where you will be processed
for unlawful entry

into the United States
and be deported.

Eddie Diaz, LAFD.
What's going on?

We're taking these detainees
to a secure facility.

No, no, no, no, no. These people
have not been discharged yet.

They're still recovering
from their injuries.

From-from smoke inhalation!

They can request
medical assistance from

the detention center downtown,
if necessary.

They're a part of
an open investigation.

Have you spoken with
Detective Hooks at Major Crimes?

Does he know about this?!

Look, the detective knows
exactly where to find them.

I assure you, they'll be secure.

You mean imprisoned.

Call it what you like.

Let's move them out.
Move, move. Keep going.

Okay.

Okay, Luke, you stay planted.

I'll send an intern
with a sleeping bag.

That didn't sound promising.

I can have the best immigration
lawyer in California...

and I do... but it's irrelevant

if ICE won't let him
in the damn building.

They're locking your guy out?

They're keeping him waiting,
and by the time they get in,

Esteban and the rest
could be moved.

- Moved where?
- Bigger detention center.

Adelanto, Otay Mesa,
dealer's choice.

I'm guessing your badge
can't get us in there.

They've denied U.S. senators.
They won't care about LAPD.

These are human trafficking victims.

I mean, maybe they could
care about that.

Listen, I can help with the T visas,

but to qualify, you need to be a
victim and aid law enforcement.

But the problem is

law enforcement
already interviewed them.

Ben Hooks. He's a detective
from Major Crimes.

Hooks. We talking lazy
or incompetent?

No, more like
smart and slippery.

Promised to set them up

- with emergency housing.
- Maybe he just did.

If there's any evidence
linking these folks

to a trafficking ring,

Hooks is the only one
outside custody who knows it.

Not the only one.

Esteban said
a box truck took him

to that apartment building, right?

I think one of the residents
saw them get dropped off.

- They said that?
- Not quite.

She called 911, said there was
a weird truck in the alley.

Hmm.

Did this woman leave a name?

Valley dispatchers,
thank you so much for coming.

Just have a seat,
and I'll brief you in a minute.

This is not contagious.
It's just food poisoning.

Long story.

Bye, Maddie.

Jamal, I am so sorry.
Can I bring you some soup?

Please don't.

- Okay. Take as long as you need.
- Yeah.

How are you?

Terrible. I am
the least fun boss ever,

and I'm out $500
on sub sandwiches.

Oh, we're gonna leave
a scorching Yelp review.

Why didn't I listen to Sue?

Because you have to make
your own mistakes.

Yeah, or I could just learn from
somebody who doesn't make any.

Oh, please.
Sue has screwed up plenty.

- When, like 40 years ago?
- Try ten.

You want to know why we stopped
inviting her to karaoke night?

Yeah, because she was the boss.

No. Because she always sings
"Bohemian Rhapsody."

Wait, I didn't even know
that Sue could sing.

She can't.
And it was so awkward.

You do not tell your supervisor
she can't carry a note.

Okay, I don't know
what kind of boss I am,

but I'm definitely not
that kind of boss.

And I forgot that.

You're Maddie.

You do not need to prove
you're fun.

Come with us on the next karaoke
night, just for old times' sake.

Uh, but I better not hear one
single "scaramouche" out of you.

That's really nice,
but I'm not going.

But I thought
that's what you wanted.

Me, too. But you know what?

I think I'm the kind of boss

who just needs
to keep her distance.

You gonna get that?

Yes, ma'am.

911. What's your emergency?

There's a boat about
to fly off its hitch!

Pull over!

Oh, my God.
Get in the other lane.

A boat? Where exactly
are you calling from?

The Sixth Street Bridge.

Downtown, heading east.

Okay, back off,
keep a safe distance.

I tried waving him down,
but jackass can't see me.

Sir?

118, be advised.

High speed impact,
car versus boat.

We know it's a pileup, but I
don't have a total victim count.

118 on scene.

I need another task force

- and two additional RA units.
- Copy.

Buck, Harry, take the SUV.

Eddie, Ravi,
you're on the wagon.

- You got it.
- Get it braced.

Cut the engine.

Hen, start triage! Let's move!

Copy that.

Okay, I got one in the front.

Sir, can you hear me?

- I'm okay.
- Okay, what about you, Harry?

I got one in the back.

Okay, give me your hand.
Feel good?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Nice job.

Okay, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa. Steady, steady.

Steady, steady. Can you stand?

Watch your step.

There you go.

Let's go, let's go!
Let's get these doors open!

Let's get these people out!

Okay, Cap!

Where do you need me?

What do we got?

You need to stay back.

- What do you mean? Come on.
- No, Buck.

Buck.

Eddie, stop. What are you doing?

Eddie, what are you doing?
Come on.

Connor. Connor. Kameron!

- Kameron! Hey, hey!
- No!

Chim! Chim! Is Theo in there?!

- Is Theo in there?!
- Yes, he is!

Listen to me! You cannot
be part of this, okay?

- Give them space.
- Cap...

Let them work.

- Harry, get that door open!
- I'm going, Cap!

Theo! Theo!

Sergeant Grant.

You have a minute?

Detective Hooks.

I was just talking about you.

So I do have you to thank

for siccing a civil rights
attorney on me?

Gabi isn't cramping your style
too much, is she?

Not at all.
She's really quite charming.

Oh, good.

'Cause she's gonna get
those migrants out of detention

and put them on the
witness stand where they belong.

Sergeant, you are aware

we are all on
the same team here, right?

I didn't tip off ICE.

You didn't exactly try
to stop them either.

That's right.

Because if I shine a spotlight
on the migrants now,

I'm putting their lives at risk.

I am trying desperately
to put together a case here,

but I have to tread lightly.

I'm sure you understand.

Have you interviewed
any of the residents

from Torrey Street, Detective?

I've had my hands pretty full
interviewing 26 migrants.

Hmm. Well, I found the time.

Dessie Baker,
lives on the sixth floor,

says she saw our migrants
being unloaded from a box truck.

A box truck with the name
Crisper Produce on the side.

You ever heard of it?

I have not, but I bet you're
gonna tell me all about it.

Crisper Produce,
owned by the Huntview Group.

Which also owns 7800 Torrey.

And all of them are under
the umbrella of Valdus Holdings,

which... uh, you're gonna
love this part...

- is owned by...
- Nikolay Caster.

Now, it's interesting
that you knew that.

Sergeant, you've got me
all wrong.

I-I know you think I'm trying
to protect Nikolay Caster.

Well, the last time
I brought you his name...

You got me curious.
I looked into him.

Frankly, it's become
a pet project.

You don't believe me?

I've got all of Valdus Holdings'
tax returns on my desk.

And yes, Summit Towers.
You were right.

He banked ten million,
which he turned right around

and poured directly
into an obshchak.

A what now?

It's a mob treasury.

Are you familiar
with the Russian Bratva?

Can't say that I am.

Well, I am.

And I am about to make
an arrest.

You're gonna arrest
Nikolay Caster?

Still don't believe me.

I am raiding his house
imminently.

Ride shotgun with me,

and we can take down
that son of a bitch together.

As what, your partner?

More like a plus-one.

Last time,
you solved my case for me.

Let me prove to you
I can do my job.

Are you in?

Buck.

Maddie, what are you doing here?

Chimney called me.

You didn't have to
come down here...

I'm so sorry.

They were just at my house.

I hadn't seen them
in like four years.

I know.

Is that him?

Theo.

Did he get hurt at all?

He's kind of indestructible.

Thank God for that.

Doesn't understand
what happened, Maddie.

I didn't know what to say.

It's okay.

It's not your job.

Okay, so whose job is it?

Deidra's here.

She's amazing at this,

and she'll know
how to handle things.

Yeah, they, uh,
they already set him up

an emergency placement
with a family

till they can locate
his next of kin.

Come on.

- Hi, Maddie. Great to see you.
- Yeah, you, too.

Our car got smashed.

Yeah, I heard that.

Wh-What do you got there?
Is-is that a robot?

Yeah.

That's pretty cool.

The lady gave it to me.

Oh, she did?
That-That's so nice of her.

Look, I just, I wanted to see

if you wouldn't mind if
I checked in on you sometimes,

just to see how you're doing.

Only if my dad says it's okay.

Yeah.

Yeah, sure.

Say bye to Mr. Buck.

Bye, Buck.

- Ready to go, Theo?
- Yeah.

You talk to Buck?

Yeah.

He said Theo's okay.

Deidra found him a place.

At least temporarily.

How'd he sound?

Overwhelmed.

How about you?

I just keep on thinking about
drive home after Shannon died.

Knowing I was gonna
have to tell my kid

his mom was never coming home.

I just kept on rehearsing it
so I'd be sure I'd get it right.

What'd you say to him?

No idea.

It's all a blur.

He was devastated. We both were.

But at least he had me.

Deidra's gonna
take care of Theo.

- He's in good hands.
- Is he?

I mean, I just feel like
every time I turn around lately,

there's someone falling
through the cracks.

Now Esteban, Inez, Hugo, Carlos.

They're all lost in the system.

I tried calling Gabi.
Nothing there.

Okay, so I might have
something on that front.

I talked to Athena.

She didn't give me
all the details,

but it seemed like
she may have some news soon.

What kind of news?

I'm wondering if they're
about to make an arrest.

All right.

- You think I'm wrong?
- I don't know, Pop.

I think you're maybe
impatient sometimes.

Maybe you are too soft.

Anatoliy.

Get ready to breach.

Move! Move!

LAPD! Hands up!

- Put your hands behind your back!
- On the ground now!

Hands up!

Move! Move, move, move!

LAPD! Drop the weapon!

It's just a butter knife.

Drop it anyway.

- Clear.
- Clear.

Gun!

I don't see a gun.

He must've dropped it
when he went down.

Or maybe this is
what he dropped.