All language subtitles for Lethal Weapon - S03 E14 - A Game of Chicken (720p - AMZN Web-DL)

RAFI: It's called speed chess.

You get the concept, right?
Speed. Fast.

You didn't answer the question.
About your ex's wedding?

All I've done today is
answer that question.

New question.

Things are going
great with Erica.

We're really connecting.

Should I bring her
to the wedding?

Sure. Yes. Definitely.

Bring Erica to
Natalie's wedding.

What if the wedding
makes her uncomfortable?

Am I rocking the boat?

Maybe I shouldn't go at all.

Question,

are you carrying a gun?

If so,

please shoot me in the head.

Okay, you're right.
I'm dominating the conversation

and the board.

What's going on with you?

Are you still failing
out of Coast State?

Try straight A's.

The highest average
in Dr. Orsi's class.

She got me a night janitor job,

and I get to use
her lab after hours.

I'm like a Syrian
Good Will Hunting.

Yeah, well,
Syrian Good Will Hunting

just lost his knight.

Boom.

How do you like them apples?

Checkmate.

I got to hit the road.

Two and a half hours discussing
a wedding invitation.

You are not the same guy I met in
Syria, my friend.

Oh, yeah?

Worse guy or better guy?

Happier guy.

Later.

(starts engine)

TRISH: Honest, accountable,

and fair.

That's the kind of district
attorney I plan to be.

And you can quote me on that.

(Trish and Daryl laugh)

Please. ROGER JR.: Pops,

um, yo, can you get Mom to
mention the dispensary name?

The-the... Roger.

The full name is... Roger.

I'm on it.

Listen, your mother's not
gonna promote your head shop.

Now, you take your sister

and go in another room.

(chuckles)

(chuckles) Uh,
when's the official announcement?

Well, I hope to make it...
It's the day after tomorrow.

(chuckles) O-Outside the
Criminal Courts Building.

RIANA: What is going on?

It's so loud down here.

I have to get to bed.
I have the SATs tomorrow.

Roger.

I'm on it.

Riana, it is only 8:30.

The tutor said I need
ten hours of sleep, Dad.

Ten hours. Hey, hey, hey.

(groans)

(chuckles) Teenagers, you know?

So I-I think

it is time we wrap it up.
CYNTHIA: Yes.

Daryl, do you think you
have everything you need?

Yeah. Just about.
Uh, I would love some time

with the candidate's spouse,

just to fill out the profile.

For an interview?

Absolutely!

I mean,
if-if it'll help the profile.

Hey, how 'bout a ride-along?

Um, Roger,

can I see you for a minute?
Sure.

(chuckles)

This is great.
They want to interview me, too.

Yeah. But, honey,
are you sure you're okay with this,

a reporter following you around?

I'm fine. You know,
cops get this request all the time.

And, I must say,
I'm a pretty compelling character. Yes.

You know what I mean.
There's a lot going on,

and I need you to be
focused on the home front.

Just until I make
my announcement.

Hey. Look at me. Mm.

I'm laser-focused.

Yeah, well, Riana,
she is anxious about her SATs.

And I told her you
would drive her there.

Look at me. (Snaps fingers)

I will drive her there.

You just worry
about your campaign.

I'll handle the rest of this.

Look at me. Hmm?

I love you. (Laughs)

I love you, too.

Oh!

(chuckles)

(chuckles)

(insects trilling)

RAFI: Oh, my God.

Dr. Orsi. No, no, no.

Dr. Orsi.
Please wake up, please.

You.

Don't move.

It wasn't me. I-I didn't...

What happened here? What... hey!
You're coming with me. I didn't...

No, I can't!

(grunting)

Call 911.

Third floor. Engineering.

(siren wailing)

DARYL: Relax.

Be yourself. If there's anything
you want off the record,

just remember to say
"off the record."

Cool. Cool. All right.

Let's start off with a
little bit of background.

Who is Roger Murtaugh?

Well, here's Roger
Murtaugh in two words.

A consummate partner.

A partner at home,
to our future D.A.,

and a partner here at work,

to this guy!

(chuckles): Hey, partner!

Hey, Roger. Who's your plus-one?

Well, L.A.
Tribune is doing a story on me.

Uh, a story on Trish. And me.

And I was explaining
to him how partners

let each other shine.

They speak each other's
language, so to speak.

Don't you agree?

Cole. Do...

He agrees.

SCORSESE: Victim is

a Professor Janet Orsi.

Mechanical engineering?

SCORSESE: Yeah. Cause of death,

blunt force trauma.

Weapon of choice,

this here telephone.

Campus cop spotted a suspect.

(phone ringing)
MURTAUGH: Let me guess.

Male. Had access

to the lab.

So, probably a student.

(whispers): Write that down.

(quietly): Rafi,

where are you?

Something happened at school.

I know. I'm here now.

I had nothing to do with it.
Let me help you.

Okay?
Just tell me where you are.

Rafi.

MURTAUGH: Considering

the abandoned janitor's cart,

I posit our perp is

a 20-something on a work-study,

maybe even in

the engineering department.

Write that. Wrong on all counts.

What? Excuse me.

Our witness I.D. is unreliable.

Footprints indicate

orthotic shoes,
so the suspect is probably in his 50s.

Clearly German descent.
And, uh, most likely a vagrant.

Keep swinging for the fences.

(sniffs)

So, everything he just said,

off the record.

AVERY: Where's Murtaugh?

I wanted to brief both of you.
He's with this reporter.

Why don't you brief
me and I'll brief him.

Then it becomes a
game of telephone.

Prints came back.

You think you have a suspect.

Look, I know he's a friend of yours.
He's not our guy.

But I can pick him
up, get his story,

and we can figure out who
we should be looking for.

No. You and Murtaugh are
to stay away from this.

You're taking us off the case?
Wasn't my decision.

I got a call from the
D.A.'s office insisting

that I assign any
two other detectives.

Who in the D.A.'s
office called you?

She's in the conference room.

ERICA: This case moved
to the top of the pile,

so get his photo wide and...

You had me removed
from the case?

Cole, I know what
you're going to say.

He didn't do it.

Just let me explain.

I know this kid.

Give us a minute.

Those two are doing it, right?

(gasps) You are a detective.

I understand you
and Rafi are close.

I know you feel responsible for
what happened to his brother.

That has nothing
to do with this.

But it does.
This is a high-profile murder

in an election year.
Meaning what?

Meaning every
protocol you ignore,

every law you break on behalf
of your friend will get noticed.

(phone vibrating)
Trust me to do my job.

I got a warrant to
track Rafi's phone.

Bailey and Gutierrez

are on it.

You guys are not.

Are we clear?

Yeah, yeah. Sounds good.

What is this?

Is this a bit?

No, you make good points.
You convinced me.

I trust you to do your job.

You just got a text.

What did it say?

It was from Roger.

He wants to get
something to eat.

You are very suspicious.

I dig that about you.

Mm-hmm. See you tonight.

An engineering student
on a work-study.

(chuckles) You were
right about all of it.

Not a rare occurrence
around here.

(laughs)

So why were two other
detectives assigned to the case?

Uh, Bailey and Gutierrez.

Oh, no,

that's me delegating to
a pair of up-and-comers

to whom I'm sort of
a father figure to.

They're family.

I would love to talk to
them, too.

Get their perspective
on you and Trish.

Yeah, sure.

I'll make that happen.

Excuse me.

A father figure.

Daryl Hill is a viper.

I gave him an interview
during my campaign,

and he sunk me.

Before you sunk me.

I'm good.

This guy loves me.

That's his move.
He showers you with compliments

until you spill the secrets.

(hisses) Disembowels you.

It's under control.

I'm killin' it.

You've been warned.

Okay. Now, listen, I know

that Cole is unhappy
being off the case.

I don't want to see him spiral

over his friend from Syria.

(chuckles) Cole is fine.

There's no spiraling.

Are you sure?

I know my partner, Captain.

Okay? I know him better
than I know myself.

(phone vibrates)

(chuckles)

In fact,

he just invited me
to an early lunch.

Fajitas.

You see?

No spiraling.

You should've told
me about Rafi.

You didn't have to do
the whole smoke screen

and throw me off the trail.

The smoke screen wasn't for you.

We're partners, Roger.

You telling me you didn't
know what I was doing?

Okay, yeah, maybe I did.

Course you did.

Just like you knew there's
no Mexican restaurant here.

No?

Yeah, yeah. I knew that.

Wait a minute. Is that, uh...
Put those away.

This is my friend Rafi.

Rafi, this is Roger Murtaugh.

Thank you for helping me.

Can I talk to you in the
office here a second?

Look,
we're not on this case anymore.

Gute and Bailey are looking
for this kid right now.

I know.
And they're tracking his phone,

which means we have to go. Now.

Murtaugh,
you have to back my play.

Rafi didn't do this.

(jackhammering, horns honking)

BAILEY: GPS says Rafi is
right around the corner.

DARYL: Well, ladies,
to get back to Roger's quote

about being a father figure...
(chuckles): Okay, wait.

A father figure who's teaching
us the art of police work?

(laughs): No. Seriously?

He e-mailed me the quote.

Yeah, well,
I got a couple quotes for him,

so... (laughs)

Rafi's on the move.

Okay. (Speaks Spanish) Hang tight.
(siren wailing)

(engine revving)

(tires screeching)

(horn honks)

(horn honks) BAILEY:
The suspect is heading

east on Mission.
We're in pursuit.

(chickens clucking)

(siren wailing)

He's ahead of us. Turning right.

(over speaker): LAPD. Pull over.

That's it, I'm doing my move.

Wait, what do you mean?
Just give him two seconds.

No, no, no. He had his chance,
so hang tight. Here we go.

(clucking)

Hands off the wheel.

Not our guy.

One phone. No suspect.

All right, so where is he?

COLE: Let's get inside,
get you something to eat,

and you tell me the whole
thing from the beginning.

Erica. What are you...?

Sometimes I hate being right.

You broke into my motel room.
You used me.

No. There's a difference between
using you and knowing you.

Cole, you harbored a fugitive.

No. I was trying to
protect my friend.

Remember two hours ago,

how I took you off a
case for your own good

because I thought you
would ignore the law

and protect this kid?

He was in the wrong place at
the wrong time. There's motive.

And there's physical evidence.

What motive?

Come on. A Syrian expat
on a student visa panics

because he's failing
out of college.

Terrified of being deported.

Confronts his professor.
But he's not failing.

He's getting straight A's.
He told me yesterday.

No.

His transcript.

Three F's and a
"D." He lied to you.

This can't be right.

I would have known
if he was lying.

How?

Same way that you knew

that I'd be bringing him
back to that motel room.

DARYL: So,
you and Cole were protecting Rafi?

It's called backing
your partner's play.

In work,

as in life, Daryl,

the last thing you
want to do is let down

those who depend on you.
(phone rings)

Write that down.
I-I have some more thoughts on this.

Hey.

RIANA: Dad, where are you?

I'm supposed to be at
the SATs in 20 minutes.

Right, SATs. Uh...

Look, if you jump in the
car, you can make it.

No, I can't drive myself.

We discussed this.

My tutor said I'm
supposed to be calm

and meditative before the test.

Calm and meditative!

(stammers): Yes, yes, yes.
What about an Uber?

It's too late for an Uber!

Okay, hey,
everything's gonna be fine.

Two words.

(singsongy): Police escort.

What?

Yeah. There's a unit
in the neighborhood.

It could pick you up.

Sirens. Flashers.

(singsongy): Red
light privileges.

Okay, you're telling me

you want me to
show up to the SATs

in the back of a police car?!

Oh, my God. I'm gonna fail.

No. No, you're not.

Remember what your
dad always says.

A test

is but one test,

whereas life is a
series of tests.

What?

You never say that.
What does that even mean?

I'm gonna vomit.

Okay, I'm hanging up.

Cop, husband, father.

We're all just firemen

putting out the flames

wherever they may spark.

(whispers): Yeah,
write that down.

Hey, Jim. Can you help me out?

Why did you lie to me?
RAFI: I didn't.

I got an "A" on the midterm,
A-minus on the final.

That's not what it says here.
It's wrong.

Someone changed my transcript.

I swear on my brother's life.

I'm not lying.

Okay.

Okay,
so you were alone in the lab.

You went to the restroom.

Then you heard what?

Dr. Orsi came in
arguing with a guy.

They were really yelling.

About what? She said

he stole her research.

Adhesion dynamics data.

Aerospace stuff.
So maybe another engineering professor.

That's a dead end.

We talked to everybody in
the department directory.

That's not everyone.

There's got to be
someone you missed.

COLE: Rafi was right.
We missed someone.

Brian Li.
A visiting professor from Beijing

with connections to
the Chinese government.

MURTAUGH: Cole.

As suspects go,
this guy's a long shot.

You know...
you know who's not a long shot?

I trust Rafi. We have a history.

Right, from your past life.

(camera clicking)

The CIA. Syria.

You know what? I'm just saying
not everyone from that life

was an angel.

I seem to remember a
certain mentor of yours

who had you buried
alive in the desert.

COLE: Rafi's a part of my past,

not a part of that life.

He's not a killer.

Wesley Cole.

Hey, isn't that, uh...
Professor Li!

Stop! LAPD!

It's an extraction.

What, like a tooth? No.

MSS. Chinese intelligence.

They're trying to slow us down.

I saw this move in Shanghai.

Couldn't it just
be a power outage?

It's Shanghai, 2010.

(tires screeching)

(horns honking) Roger.
Roger, stop.

(tires screech)

(indistinct chatter)

I know. Shanghai, 2010.

We're looking at a ten-day trial
minimum, so clear your...

Professor Orsi's murder?
It's part of

a human intelligence operation.
Cole, I'm in the middle

of a staff meeting.
Definitely a black bag job.

Foreign nationals,
maybe a security agency.

I am not clearing another room

for you, Detective.
It's not Rafi.

So, to be clear,
you don't have this Brian Li in custody,

and you haven't
spoken to Brian Li.

Because he was exfiltrated
by a team of agents.

Or he's just out to
lunch with his friends.

That's not what happened.
I saw. I know.

Secret agents who
shut down power grids,

mess with traffic lights,
alter transcripts.

Don't you see what's
happening here?

Rafi is being set up.

Right. Because everyone's
wrong except for you.

My office, LAPD, the university.

You have zero evidence.
That's why I need you

to slow things down for me.
Oh, oh, you need me to?

His arraignment is
set for tomorrow.

What do you want me to do?

Walk into the courthouse
and steal the paperwork?

Yes. Do that.

Or get me access,

alarm codes so I can...
Cole, stop.

You can't barge into my office
and ask me to defy my boss,

break the law

and end a career I've
spent 15 years building.

You're talking to a D.A.

Thought I was
talking to a friend.

I don't know what
kind of relationships

you've had in the past,

but if this is how
you treat people...

You know,
Natalie wouldn't think twice

about breaking the law for me,

and we're not even together.

Well...

maybe it's why
you're not together.

Hey. Uh, Dad said set up the
table before Mom gets home,

so help out, would you?
No, you got it.

I, uh, had a long day. SATs.

Right, yeah. How were the SATs?

A battle, but I persevered.

Really?

Persevered pretty quickly
considering I saw you

on Ventura drinking
coffee 20 minutes after

the SATs started.
Oh, my God. Yes.

I walked out of the SATs.
And I'll help you set the table,

but please don't tell Mom and Dad.
(stammers) It's gonna be okay.

I had a panic attack,

and I just couldn't
be in that room,

and now my future's
down the toilet,

and I'm through. I'm done.

No. No, you're not.

Listen, take it from someone

who's flaked on every
commitment he's ever had, okay?

It's gonna be okay. (Exhales)

Um, how do I tell Mom and Dad?

Clearly and simply. "Mom, Dad",

I skipped the SATs."
Now you try it.

(clears throat)

Mom, Dad...

"I skipped the SATs"?

Perfect. Great plan, RJ.

I got it. I got it. Uh, Pops,

um, standardized testing
doesn't really measure

your, uh, your intelligence.
Shut up. Sit down.

I'm talking to your sister.

What happened, Riana?

I got you a police
escort and everything.

No, but I wanted you to drive
me, not a stranger

with a gun and a siren!

It was so loud, Dad.

So loud.

Okay,
here's what we're gonna do.

When your mother comes
home, not a word about this.

Okay?
We're gonna be all smiles...

and zip it.

Let's see those smiles.

MURTAUGH: Hey...

There she is.

The candidate.

A police escort...

to the SATs?

Who's the rat?

The L.A. Tribune, Roger.
It went online

30 minutes ago.
RIANA: It's online that

I went to the SATs
in a police car?

ROGER JR.: "In a single day, the
husband of would-be D.A. Trish Murtaugh"

"led his LAPD department

on a high-speed chase,
aided a fugitive and..."

"and sent a police cruiser
on a personal errand

for his daughter."

RIANA: Oh, my God.

I am going upstairs,
and I'll see you all in ten years.

TRISH: 48 hours, Roger.

All I wanted was 48 hours
to focus on my campaign.

Right, but...

48... hours.

(whispers): I forgot to
say "off the record."

(whispers): Should've said it.

(phone rings)

Is this about the poultry truck?

That doesn't sound like an apology...
but no.

It's about Cole.

He just called and asked me

to help him break
into a courthouse.

Is that slang for
something else?

I wish.
He asked me to do the same thing.

But I didn't return the call.

Well, if he's going
in alphabetical order,

that means Scorsese is next,

and you know he'll say yes.

I'm not worried about Scorsese.

You're not? Then who?

One of those crazy lunatics from his
past, maybe? Barnes?

Not really. I mean,
after what that guy did to him?

Cole would never.

Are you asking me,
or are you telling me?

(electric guitar playing blues)

(blues song continues
indistinctly)

(sighs) I didn't think
I'd hear from you again.

I didn't think you'd show. Why?

Because you threatened to kill
me last time we talked? Come on.

That's how I know you care.

You've looked better.

You sleeping?

I'm stuck.

I wouldn't have called if
I had any other options.

I know.

So, Rafi Rahal...
I remember that was a hard deal

with his kid brother.

He had a good head
on his shoulders.

He still does.

Like I said,
I just need information.

I think he may be caught
in the middle of something.

You're not wrong.

Brian Li has been recruited

by Chinese intelligence.

The MSS commissioned him with
stealing aerospace technology.

He got caught in the act.

So the MSS is
cleaning up his mess

and pinning it on Rafi.

Once they get him to
Beijing, Rafi's toast.

That's correct.

I know where he is.
I know when he's leaving.

Question is: do you want
more than information?

Because you know me...

I'm willing to
help any way I can.

It's your call.

Hey. Big announcement day.

That's a bold wardrobe choice.

I'm calling the whole thing off.
The campaign?

Mm-hmm. No.

Look, baby,
I know I dropped the ball...

No, Roger, it's not your fault.

I asked you to take on too much.

You see?

Just you saying
that let's me know

that you would be the best D.A.
this city has ever seen.

Hmm. How can I enforce the law

when my husband ignores it?

You believe that?

No.

It was a line in the article.

It's too much, Roger.

And I've come to terms with
what we can and cannot handle.

And this family?

A campaign?

That's something that
we're not built for.

Another line in the article?

Nope.

That's all me.

(knocking on door)

For you.

I'm on an apology... tour.

Sorry I didn't call you back

about breaking into
the courthouse.

It wouldn't have helped, anyway.

It was a bad plan.

Look, I know how much
you care about Rafi,

and I'll do anything to help.
I appreciate it.

See you at work.

Uh, thanks for the coffee?

CIA?

You went to Barnes?

I'm going down
every road there is.

My friend's life is in danger.

Oh, great plan.
You keep working with this guy,

and your life is gonna
be in danger, too.

I'm not working with him.

I just went to him for
information, that's all.

Brian Li?
Confirmed Chinese asset.

So, does Barnes know
where he is now?

No. Probably halfway to Beijing.

Okay, so, then, what are we gonna do?
Well, what I'm gonna do

is hit up every airport...
LAX, John Wayne...

Convince a TSA agent
to give me access

to their restricted databases.
Now, how are you gonna do that?

Bribes, threats, intimidation.

You're welcome to come along.

Look, Cole,
this is not just illegal...

So when you said you'd
do anything to help,

you didn't really mean anything.

Did you?

Close the door on your way
out, Roger.

(door closes) GUTE:
Captain, Cole's theory

about the Coast State
murder might be dead-on.

A ton of files from
Professor Orsi's hard drive

were transferred to a server
owned by the Chinese government.

That's tenuous.
And a surveillance van

that our guys were
chasing is registered

to the Chinese consulate.

Less tenuous.

Look, if Li's in town,
I bet that's where he is.

The consulate's foreign soil...
We don't have jurisdiction.

I know... which means
someone's gonna have to walk

into our friend
the D.A.'s office

with a big smile on their
face and request extradition.

Not me. Not me.

ERICA: You want a letter

requesting an extradition?

It doesn't have to be a long letter...
a paragraph.

To whom it may concern.
End with "best wishes."

There is no evidence
Brian Li killed Orsi.

There is even less evidence
he's in the consulate.

That's why the letter
doesn't have to be long.

(sighs) And even if he was,

there is no way in hell
they'd hand him over.

Well... Rafi's going to court tomorrow...
it's a Hail Mary.

What's the downside? Murtaugh and
Cole are radioactive around here.

If I do this,
any nonsense falls right on me.

There will be no
"pulling a Cole."

Zero nonsense.
I can guarantee it.

Murtaugh's going by himself.

Cole won't even know about it.

What is going on with Cole?

Feels like he's
headed off a cliff.

He's fighting for a friend.

Even though it may
not seem like it,

it's one of his
better qualities.

(siren wailing)

BARNES: All right, quick review.

It's a simple extraction.

Well,
you keep telling yourself that.

Now, on the perimeter,

a high-voltage
electrified fence.

So just like Kabul.

Higher voltage.

Think Bogotá.

15,000 watts

with a recharge
gap of ten seconds.

I do like a challenge.

Yeah, well,
there's armed security teams outside

and on every floor.

You want to go over
the exit strategy?

Nope. It's all up here.

Put me in, coach. I'm ready.

Just like old times.

Yeah. Yeah.

(electrical buzz)

So the fence is still on.

Yeah, good thing you checked.

(over radio):
Okay, on my signal,

you'll have ten seconds.

Power's off in...

three,

two,

one. Ten,

nine, eight, seven,

six, five,

four, three,

two, one.

I'm through.

That was the easy part.

Your feedback used
to be more positive.

(Barnes chuckles)

Security team's on
the east corner.

Don't get killed.

Better?

(speaks Chinese)

Ah.

He's back.

I recognize you, friend.

From the university.

I have that kind of face.

Who sent you here?

COLE: Is that for me?

That's so thoughtful.

Do you have anything
in sparkling?

(muffled grunting)

It's an extradition request.

It's really not that
long of a letter.

I can summarize for you.

LAPD is asking you to hand
over Mr. Brian Li to us.

I'm sorry.

We can't help you. Huh.

I brought you a fruit basket.
You like fruit?

Come on.

Help a brother out.

(muffled grunting)

(coughing)

My friend...

you are in a foreign country.

We can keep you here
as long as we like.

No one... is coming for you.

(panting): That's not true.

I ordered some soup.

Detective Murtaugh.

My apologies, but we have no
record of this man's visit.

Professor Li isn't with us.

I never said he was a professor.

Your request is denied.

Well, I'll just wait
until it isn't denied.

(typing rapidly)

Cole,
I'm buying you three seconds.

Better act fast.

One more time.
Who are you working for?

LAPD...

or CIA?

That...

is a very good question.

(muffled grunting)

(grunting)

(alarm blaring)

(men speaking Chinese)

(grunting)

(grunting)

(grunts)

What took you so long?

To be honest, I wanted to
hear you answer the question.

LAPD or CIA?

(men speaking Chinese)

(alarm continues blaring)

BARNES: Head to the
northwest corner.

The guest quarters should be
behind the door on the right.

Your right or my right?

Eeny,

meeny, miny...

(grunts): Moe.

Professor Li. (Speaks Chinese)

You're gonna miss that flight.

BARNES: Head straight,
get to the tunnel.

(radio static)

BARNES: Tunnel entrance
is on the left.

Got it. We'll see you outside.

Brian Li!

BARNES: Move, kid.
LAPD's on their way.

They're already here.

Who's in your ear?

Barnes?

You wouldn't help me, Roger.

I'm here, aren't I?

What was your plan?

Abduct a Chinese national?

They'll just send him home

and lock you up,
and how is that gonna help Rafi?

You're doing the same thing. No.

I did it without throwing
away the rulebook,

without lying to my partner,

and you're a really good liar.

I had no idea.

Roger.

I don't want to hear it.

Cole?

Your extradition
has been requested.

(handcuffs tighten)

I have a letter.

ERICA: Rafi?

I wanted to offer an apology

on behalf of the D.A.
and myself.

Thank you.
You were doing your job.

The way it looked,
you'd have had to be crazy to believe me.

COLE: He's right.

Certifiable.

See you Monday.

Paperwork got a bit complicated.

Brian Li,
after confessing to murder,

claimed a crazy white guy
abducted him from the consulate.

Oh. I bet he hallucinated it.

I hear it's very stressful
being a fugitive.

I've heard that, too.

That's why I kept
it out of my report.

My... official,

legally-binding report

with my signature on it.

I know I shouldn't have asked
what I asked of you. I'm sorry.

Don't be. It's who you are.

My key.

Is this because I asked for it
back, or...?

Is this you saying it's over?

I'm happy you were right about
Rafi, and I was wrong.

The thing is,

if it happened again,
I would do it all the same,

except I wouldn't lie for you.

It's who you are.

♪ It's not the
land I miss here ♪

I blew it, didn't I?

♪ Not the trees that
grow and sway... ♪

When I was in your room,

I saw the invitation
to Natalie's wedding.

Yeah.

I was gonna ask
you to be my date.

I don't think I'm going.

A girl that'd break
the law for you.

Maybe you should.

♪ It could be ♪

♪ Forever you and me ♪

♪ My memories remain here ♪

♪ They'll just stay ingrained ♪

♪ As people grow and
lives change... ♪

(Trish clears throat)

I think that one's clean.

Can I help?

♪ It's not the land
I miss here... ♪

I used to think
of myself as a guy

who knows his partner.

Kind of like an expert.

Honey, it's a two-way street.

A partner has to let
themselves be known.

You're right. They do.

Take you, for example.

Oh. (Laughs)

Is this the part you tell
me you're an expert in me?

After 22 years, I believe I am.

I think I know why

you changed your mind
about running for D.A.

I told you.
I took my hands off the wheel,

cost Riana the SATs...

Is it possible...

that this has nothing
to do with the kids

or me messing up?

I mean, D.A.

That's a big damn job.

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Every night ♪

Does it scare you?

♪ Every day ♪

♪ Lord, I need it... ♪

This started with me
saying "yes" one time.

And now this train
is out of my control.

What if it's too much for us?

You say the family's
not built for this?

Maybe not,

but I'm telling you, you are.

And we will just build ourselves
into the family that you need.

(laughs softly) 22 years later.

I learned a thing or two.

You learned more
than a thing or two.

I'm very impressed, baby. Yeah?

Yes. (Laughs)

COLE: I want to thank you again.

You really came
through for Rafi.

I did that for you, pal.

I've asked you before.

Are you holding up okay?

I mean, uh, starting a whole
new life of your own...

That's not easy.

I had one, didn't I?

A whole life... before this.

It's still there,
waiting for you.

I've known you forever, kid.

I've seen you at your
best, at your worst.

And for what it's worth,

you were at the top
of your game tonight.

It was fun, wasn't it?

(laughing) Yeah.

It always is.

You want to do it again,
you give me a call.

Any time, Cole.

CYNTHIA: Okay, all I'm saying is

that those courthouse
steps are still available

tomorrow morning with...

Nope. Right here, right now.

Okay, you're the boss.

Leave my hair alone.
Backing off.

(both laugh)

Your mom is tough.

Yeah, do not mess with that woman.
Okay.

Set?

Mm-hmm.

Action.

Hi. I am Trish Murtaugh,

and I am running for district...

(phone rings)

RJ, is that your phone?

Nah, it's yours.

(ringing continues)

That family we're building...
It's a work in progress.

(laughs) Excuse me.

(ringing continues)
CYNTHIA: It's okay.

(indistinct chatter)

Well, what's on your mind?

You got a minute to talk?

I want to thank you
for what you did today

and... what you didn't do.

Keeping my name out of it.

And I'm sorry for
bailing on you,

going on my own to get this guy.

Except you weren't on your own.

You want to talk?

Let's talk about how you
looked me right in my eye

and then lied to my face,

and then, how you sold it.

It was unforgivable, Roger.

It'll never happen again.

I walked into that consulate
not knowing the score.

You lied to me and
I believed you,

and it almost got me killed.

Cole,
I put my life in your hands

every time I walk out my door.

How am I supposed
to do that now?

Let me come by tonight,
talk to you face-to-face.

Not tonight.

I'm all talked out.
The best district attorney...

And besides,
my family is waiting on me.

And, hey, Cole,

you were right about today.

What you did was unforgivable.