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ENJOY! Do not miss
this tomorrow!

All right, Jeffords, what's
this meeting all about?

I've got a full workload today.

I didn't call it. I
thought you did.

What? I did no such thing.

So if neither of you
called it, then who did?

- Gina. Right.
- That makes sense.

Oh!

[techno dance music plays]

[grunts, pants]

Oh, Sheila, that was awesome.

Okay, just stay here.

Wow, can't believe

I executed that to perfection.

- That was amazing.
- Gina, what's this all about?

I wanted to make one
final grand entrance.

Final? What do you mean?

I've decided to leave
the Nine-Nine.

Which is why...

[whistle blows]

[classical music plays]

Oh, okay.

I'm handing in my
two weeks' notice.

I don't understand.
What are you gonna do?

I'm not sure, but
Jake convinced me

it was time to start
a new chapter.

It was time to spread
my wings and fly.

[whispering] I'm an angel.
I'm an angel.

- I'm an angel.
- This is crazy.

I can't imagine the
Nine-Nine without you.

Don't worry. I have a parting
gift for all of you.

I printed "Time for
Gina's Opinion" hoodies

for you with your names on them.

- Oh, there you go.
- Oh, that's fun.

So like "Time for
Jake's Opinion"?

What are you, insane? No.

It says "Time for
Gina's Opinion"

in large text on the back

and then your names are stitched

- really tiny on the front.
- Ah.

I had to guess at some
of the spellings.

- Arnie?
- But that's not all.

Over the next two weeks,
I will be leaving

each of you with a
signature Gina Moment,

something so shocking that
it will stay with you

for the rest of your lives,

much like this
interpretive dance piece,

entitled, "The Linexit."

This dance will be performed
in four movements,

each one expressing one
aspect of my personality.

[somber music plays]

d d

Oh.

[music clicks off]

Awesome. Was that
the first movement?

What? Are you crazy? No.
That's the warm-up.

- Each movement is 45 minutes.
- Oh, damn.

Hit it!

[upbeat music]

d d

Sync & corrections by
emeline-whovian www.addic7ed.com

_

Hey, Craptain, you ready
to get curb stomped?

- What?
- At chess.

We have a weekly match.

I'm teaching Gina to play.

And she, in turn, is
teaching me to trash talk.

The hospital called. Your test
results came back positive.

You're a stage five dumbass.

Oh! You have come so far.

- You any good, Gina?
- The best.

She struggles. We've been
playing for four years now

and she has yet to defeat me.

Well, good luck. I'm
rooting for you, Gina.

You would take the losers side,

Jeffords, you bitch.

- Trash talk.
- Okay. I don't like this, I'm gonna go.

Really good, sir. Really good.

I don't know why you're
so confident you'll win.

You still don't even know the
names of all the pieces.

- You dumbass.
- Nice.

But I do know the names.
I've simply rebranded them.

My queen is Rihanna.
My king is Beyoncé.

And this little guy is Kevin.

Would you be willing to murder
Kevin, the love of your life?

Yes. Chess Kevin
means nothing to me.

Gina, have you thought
this through?

Have you considered the
ramifications of what you're doing?

Yeah, I mean, I named
this guy Hitchcock

and now I kind of want
him off the board.

I was talking about your
decision to leave the Nine-Nine.

Although I understand
your confusion.

There are many parallels
between the game of chess

- and the game of life.
- Not really.

They're just a bunch of
pieces of wood on a placemat.

In chess, every move
has consequences,

some of which won't reveal
themselves until too late.

Even a small, seemingly
insignificant decision

can change the course
of the entire game.

I feel like you're worried
I haven't considered

the consequences of
quitting, but I have.

I know you feel you could be
doing more with your life,

but you're leaving the Nine-Nine
without a clear plan.

- It's reckless.
- What you don't get,

but the greats do is that
in order to be successful,

sometimes you gotta be reckless.

Boom.

- Checkmate.
- All right, all right. I see you.

It was a good game
though for a dumbass.

Okay, you're kinda
overusing that one.

Maybe switch it up a little bit.

Oh, good note. You dick.

That landed good. All right, re-rack.
Let's play again.

Mkay, my move?

Ah, whites go first.

Oh, chess really is like life.
Commentary.

The game you love is racist

- and you're complicit.
- So what's your plan?

Not with chess, with your
life moving forward.

I mean, I could do
basically anything.

I could come up with a new
form of cryptocurrency

called GinaCoin, make millions.

Could write a YA novel
about literally anything,

I think, and make millions.

I could discover a new type

of melon, make millions.

I'm not saying your
dreams are unattainable.

But you can pursue them
while you're still

gainfully employed
here at the Nine-Nine.

What's the rush
to turn your back

- on stability and a paycheck?
- [sighs]

I don't want stability
and a paycheck.

I wanna take a risk.

Quote: "A bird can
never learn to fly

if it doesn't leave the nest."

End quote. Gina
Linetti, right now.

Quote: "The bird that
leaves the nest too soon

plummets to its death
on the concrete below."

Captain Raymond Holt,
immediately afterwards.

Nothing bad ever happens to me.

I have a crystal in my
pocket at all times.

What about when you
got hit by that bus?

That bus was going
60 miles per hour

and here I sit before
you completely fine.

And you wanna say
crystals don't work?

Gina, I'm serious.

What if you get sick?
Healthcare is expensive.

What if something happens
to your daughter?

- Checkmate.
- Did you just delay

that victory by a few moves

to punctuate your point?

- I did.
- Barf. Rack 'em.

Okay, Captain, you
made some good points.

I mean, I get what you're saying
about the healthcare situation.

Checkmate.

[bleep]

I believe that
you're smart enough

and talented enough to
do anything you want.

But you have to have a plan.

Mm. Interesting.

Let me ask you something, sir.

Did you always have a plan
for everything you ever did?

You always thought out every
choice you ever made?

Yes. By the time I was ten, I
had mapped out my entire life.

I knew I wanted to
go to the Academy.

I knew I wanted to
become a detective.

- And you did it.
- Then move on to sergeant.

- And you got it.
- Next, lieutenant.

- Nailed it.
- And then, finally, captain.

Wow. I'm convinced.

I think I should
reconsider my decision.

Uh, we're not done
with the game.

I know. I just wanted to stand

so I could turn
slowly and say...

But wasn't there another step

in the Holt life plan?

Gosh, what was it? What
came after captain?

I can't seem to remember
for dramatic effect.

I wanted to be commissioner.

- [whispers] Gina Moment.
- I get your point.

Even the best laid plans
sometimes don't work out.

They sure don't. And now it's
time for Gina's closing thoughts.

Just because you
wanna do something

doesn't mean you get to do it.

Life is chaos, success
is completely arbitrary,

and confidence is everything.

I was just worried.

But I guess after working
with you for five years,

I should've realized...

- You know what you're doing.
- Thanks, Captain.

Have you thought this through?

Not at all. And yet...

- Checkmate.
- That was completely illegal.

That's not at all how
the queen moves.

That's how this queen moves.
Checkmate.

It's against the rules of chess.

Well, Gina Linetti done
reinvented the game.

Uh, I'm supporting your
overall career decision,

I'm on board, but
you can't assign...

[tutting] I won both things.

Chess and the argument.

This little birdie, she
gotta fly the coop.

I'm taking this with me as
a little remembrance, Sir.

Ca-caw! Ca-caw! Ca-caw!

_

Hey. What are you two up to?

Eh, I'm on my phone

and Rosa's just sitting
there silently.

- The yewzh.
- Well, I was thinking

we could have a
ladies lunch today.

Amy, I wish I could
do lunch today,

but I'm currently out of town.

Oh, come on. I wanna hang out
one last time before you...

[voice breaks]
before you leave us.

You're really special, Gina,

and even though...

I'm sorry. I just
get so emotional

about these things, you know?

I wish I could be
more like Rosa.

Huh? I got bored.
What's going on?

See? She doesn't
even give a damn.

I wish I could do that.

Then I would cry
less at the bank.

It's just there's
this one poster

of this older Asian man
opening up a savings account

- for his grandson.
- Okay.

All right, here's
what's gonna happen.

Amy Santiago, as my
parting gift to you,

before I leave your
life forever...

We'll still see each
other outside of work.

Before I leave your life
forever, I'm gonna fix you.

I'm gonna teach you
how to be more cool

- and detached like me and Rosa.
- What's going on?

But we could still
go to lunch, right?

I mean... or not.

- Whatevs.
- Decent start.

Yeah, sure, I mean, we'll
go to lunch with you.

- Why not?
- Okay, okay, cool.

Just before we go, I'm gonna go
to go the bathroom for a bit.

Not to cry about you leaving.

But just to take a huge dump.

So if you hear any crying
from the bathroom...

[forced laugh] Not about you.

It's the dump.

[voice cracks] Okay?

Gina, since you're leaving,

I'd like to make a toast.

[sighs] Bye.

Oh, my God. That was perfect.

- Mm.
- So nice.

Gina, I got a little

going away present for you.

Don't worry. It's nothing big.

[thuds]

Oh, my goodness. Wow.

You once said if you ever die,

you wanted someone to turn
your tweets into a book,

so that's what I did.

Oh, my God. I said so many
witty things so fast.

Yeah.

Amy, I don't know what to say.

- This is horrifying.
- What?

This is way worse than crying.

I mean, you put so
much work into this.

I'm completely uncomfortable.
It makes me...

Kinda makes me sick.

Amy, there's something I
want you to do right now.

- Burn the book I made you?
- Yes.

It's the only way to cleanse
your childish sentimentality

and become the true you, the
one that's really Rosa.

Okay.

Sure.

I mean, it does include a
very personal forward I wrote

and $75 of my best
archival glue,

but... yeah, this feels good.

Hey. Never seen you burning
stuff at the bum barrel before.

Right on.

- What was in there, Hitchcock?
- Eh, eh, eh.

First rule of the bum barrel:

never ask somebody
what they're burning.

Well, okay then.

All right Amy, it's time.

Put the book in the barrel.
Let's go.

No! I can't do it.

What? I thought you
wanted us to change you.

I thought I did
too, but I don't.

I like having emotions, okay?
This is who I am.

You're leaving and that's
a really big change

and I'm gonna cry
about it a lot, okay?

And there it is. Another
flawless Gina Moment.

What? What's going on?

Amy, the lesson I wanted
to leave you with

is to just be yourself.

If you want to cry like an idiot

for hours on end, just do it.

You wanna make a
big old ugly book

full of all my brilliant
thoughts, do it.

Do you!

[cries] Thanks, Gina.

[choked up] Oh, wow.

That was really, really sweet.

Oh, dip! I got Rosa to
feel her feelings too?

Inadvertent Gina Moment.
Two for one.

- [sniffles]
- Come in, my babies.

Come in.

Sorry to interrupt,
ladies, but you might

want to take a couple
of steps back.

This is not going to smell good.

- Un-hug! Un-hug!
- Ugh!

_

Hey, does anyone have a
contact at Ellis Island?

Ellis Island? What's going on?

I'm trying to
secure a cool venue

for Gina's going away
party, Gina-rama.

Oh, that invitation said
"Geena-rama" not "Gyna-rama."

I thought it was weird they'd
move Gyna-rama from Tampa.

It's really a warm
weather event.

Wait, I'm confused. Did
the Met fall through?

That place is stuffy and lame.

And also, it's $12 million.

But the point is, I decided.
It was my call.

Just have it at Shaw's. It
doesn't have to be splashy.

It's a party for Gina.

It absolutely has to
be splashy, Terrence.

Terrence, would you jump
into a pool without water?

No, the splash is
what keeps you alive.

- Splash is life.
- I know what you need.

An insane devil
stick performance.

I have a brand-new
routine that is steamy.

Boyle, we're looking for
splashy, not steamy,

- but thank you.
- Well, steam is what

you get when you add
splash to fire.

And we will not
keep you in mind.

Hey, that reminds me,
Gina, we still haven't

secured a celebrity
guest for the party.

How would you feel about the
guy who shot that video

of that rat smoking a vape pen?

- Can we get the rat?
- Pretty sure the rat

is just a big ball of
tumors at this point.

- Is that the vibe you're going for?
- Maybe.

If you want a celebrity, I met
Leroy Pipe at Gyna-rama '08.

I have a buddy who works
in private security.

They do protection for
tons of big names.

He'll know who's in town.

Fantastic. Please
call him right now.

No need. Leroy Pipe is in!
All he needs is bail money.

Great. But also, Terry,
you still call your guy.

- Gotcha.
- Gina, big news.

Terry's friend got back to us

and he says they're
doing security

for Bayside High's
number one wrestler:

A.C. Slater.

That's right, Mario Lopez.

Oh, my God. I had such
a big crush on him.

Yeah, we all had a big crush on A.C.
Slater.

Get in line! [laughs]

I'll be cooler when we meet him.

- I should hope so.
- Anyways, he's hanging out

at the Manhattan Club right now.

We can go there and
try and talk to him.

Jake, you can't just walk

into the Manhattan Club.
It's very exclusive.

Like, how exclusive are we
talking here, Gines? No jeans?

- More.
- No poor people of any kind

no matter how well they hide it?

- More.
- Just a tiny slice

- of the super rich?
- More.

Is it all Illuminati?

Is it just a whole
room full of lizards?

- Bingo.
- Well, then I guess

we'll have to
transform ourselves.

Into the uber wealthy.

[dynamic music plays]

d d

[slo-mo exclamation]

Charles! Turn that music off.

Oh, sorry. I was just practicing

in case you guys
change your mind.

Okay, we're about to walk
into the land of money.

Remember, all rich people are
monsters, so unleash the beast.

Got it.

Open it!

Good afternoon. May I help you?

We're here all the time.

Get familiar with these faces,

or get familiar with
the unemployment line.

I'm so sorry, but I
have to check you in.

I need a member number.

I don't have my member
number with me.

It's too bad you can't just
use my AmEx black card.

Oh, that's great.
We can use that.

You can? Well.

You think I carry
around my own wallet?

[exaggerated laughter]

I'm sorry, sir. If you
could just give me a name,

that would be great.

I'll give you a name:

Pamplemouse La Croix.

I'm so sorry, Ms. La Croix,
you're not in the system.

This is ridiculous.

You know what?

Call Daddy. Daddy'll get us in.

Daddy, the man won't
let us into the club.

- Oh, ho, ho.
- Yes, Daddy. No, Daddy, no.

- Daddy wants to speak with you.
- Gladly.

Hello, Daddy? Yes, Daddy.
No, Daddy.

Daddy!

Oh, well, good question, Daddy.

Daddy wants to get
this young man fired.

What is your first
and last name?

[scoffs] Uh..

You know what, forget about it.
You can just go on up.

Fantastic. Everything's
well, Daddy.

We're heading in, Daddy.

Gina, the bathrooms
here are amazing.

I just peed on gold.
I peed on gold!

That's so dope, but
we don't have time.

Mario Lopez is right
there in the VIP.

So, how do we get him
to come to your party?

- Say we're his biggest fans?
- No, Jake.

Celebrities despise their fans.

You get into entertainment
to be removed

- from general society.
- Oh, okay.

So what do we say?

Well, whilst stars hate
people, they love animals.

'Cause animals have bad bodies
so they're no competition.

Okay, so we say the
party is for monkeys.

- Monkeys with malaria.
- Malnourished malaria monkeys.

God, it's ridiculous how
good we are at this.

- Let's go in.
- Wait, I don't think

there's any way we're getting
past those security guards.

We need a distraction.
Ooh, how about this.

I'll sprint past them,

and whilst they're
chasing after me,

you sneak into the VIP.

Wow, we said "whilst" twice
in this conversation.

I know, this place is
really rubbing off on us.

[both chortle]

Heads up! Catch me if you...
did! You immediately did!

Stop it! I'm telling Daddy!
Daddy!

_

Ow. Ow. Ow.

- Hey.
- Hey, homey. You okay?

Yeah, I'm totally fine.

It really wasn't that
bad of a beating.

I don't know why I'm lying. You were there.
You held me as I wept.

Anyways, sorry that Gina-rama
has been a little basic so far,

but all of that is
about to change.

Because guess who just
pulled up outside?

- He came?
- TOGETHER: A.C. Sla-t-er!

- Yes, dude!
- [groans]

I'm sorry!

Everyone, be cool! He's here!

Hey, is this the
hungry monkey thing?

It sure is, A.C. Slater!
I'm so sorry, Mr. Lopez.

I know you're not actually
the very iconic character

- that you played.
- You sure about that, preppy?

[exhales] This is the
best moment of my life.

So what's up? Can I, uh,
come in and get a drink?

Mm, actually, I'm sorry,
the venue's at capacity.

There's just too
many people inside.

- What?
- Wait, I was told

that this event depended on me.

You just begged me,
like, an hour ago.

And now I'm begging you to
stop embarrassing yourself

'cause it's not a
good shade on you.

Are you really not
gonna let me in?

There's nothing I can do, I'm sor...
hey, Scully.

Hi, Gina. I brought my
own pigs in a blanket!

- Dope.
- Who's that guy?

- Scully.
- Mario, you gotta calm down.

And you gotta walk away.
It's over.

[no audible dialogue]

Hey, Gina!

What are you doing?

We had A.C. Slater right there
and you turned him away?

And that, Jake, was
your Gina Moment.

What? But that sucked.
Why was mine a bad one?

Because Jake, I wanted
you to understand

I don't need a celebrity
or some crazy venue

or a huge good-bye party.

This is what I wanted.

Just to hang with my friends
and have a few drinks

and laugh at Charles
with his devil sticks

until he makes eye contact...

you're killing it, bud.

You guys are all the
splash that I need.

Oh, man.

- Gina.
- Mm-hmm.

- You big cheese ball.
- I know.

Plus, it's so cool that I
got to turn a celebrity

away from my party. That was
kinda my Gina Moment for me.

I've always wanted to do that.

- Right. Right.
- Hey, um...

It's raining outside. Is it
cool if I just wait here

- until my car comes?
- Get out of here, Slater!

Get out! Yeah?

- Yeah!
- [grunts]

_

- I can't believe Gina's gone.
- Me neither.

Hey, did you get a Gina Moment?

She said she was giving
one to everyone,

- but I didn't get mine.
- 'Sup, losers.

Oh! What are you
doing here, Gina?

Are you back? Did my
begging change your mind?

Nah, dog. I'm just tying
up some loose ends.

- Gina, why are you still here?
- Jeez. What's the big deal?

It's just you made us
all toasts at Gina-rama

and say tearful goodbyes,
but now you're still here.

I'm not back. I'm just
cleaning out my desk

And I have some stuff I
wanted to give to you guys.

Charles, weirdly, you're
kind of the person

I'm the closest to here.
Don't say why.

Because I was your
brother and your lover?

Sorry, I can't control
my tongue around you.

All right, well, here.

The Boyle family
mother dough starter!

I'll think of you every
time I handle her.

Oh, man. You know, I
never really understood

the logic behind the two of us.

But I love you and
I'm gonna miss you.

- I'm gonna miss you too, Gina.
- You're getting cold feet.

I mean, why haven't you
cleaned out your desk

- over your last two weeks?
- Because, Terry, I was busy

giving each and every one
of you a beautiful GM.

- Well, not all of us.
- Oh, Terry, that reminds me.

Rosa, do you want this plant?

- Yeah. I mess with orchids.
- Great.

Well, that about wraps up
everything I meant to do.

Come on.

I wonder if Holt's gonna
hire a new assistant.

Well, he can't hire someone
permanent right away.

He needs a rebound
assistant first.

It's gonna be so weird
seeing someone at Gina's...

Oh. She's still here.

- Gina, what's going on?
- Cold feet.

- She's never going to leave.
- No, I wanted to make sure

Holt was familiar with
my filing system.

I didn't want to leave
him in the dark.

There are no dividers.

It's just a big pile
of loose papers.

Okay, yeah, you get it.

I'll stick around
the rest of the day

in case you have any questions.

Never gonna leave!

She's definitely
still gonna be here.

No way. She's gone. Hah! Look!

Her desk, I told
you, it's empty.

She's right over
there burning stuff.

I'm just sage-ing. Trying to
clear this place of my energy.

- Why?
- Cold feet.

No. No one's paying me
for my vibes anymore.

I'm not trying to give
'em away for free.

Oh, my God. I know
what's going on.

Gina, you're having
second thoughts.

You have cold feet.
I figured it out!

Jake for the win. There you go.

- Come on, man!
- I never have second thoughts.

That's the luxury of having
great first thoughts.

Gina, it's okay. You're scared.

Tare-bear, I love
you, but don't try

- and hop on my thing, okay?
- But for real.

I'm not scared.

Hey, guys. You were right.

I'm scared as hell. Anyway.

- I'm here all day.
- Huh.

All right. I think we need
to all get on the same page

for what do to about
this Gina situation.

Well, we should tell
her we believe in her.

- Good point, Charles.
- And we all know

she'll succeed at
whatever she tries.

I feel like this
is all my fault.

She's staying for me.
She just can't let go.

Hitchcock, you don't
have to contribute.

All right, guys,
let's get in there

and support the
hell out of Gina.

What is that?

It's a statue of her.

Texting on her phone.

Guys, look, there's a note.

Hello, Nine-Nine.

I just wanted to thank you guys.

I was so nervous to move on

and I even started
to doubt myself,

which is crazy.

And your kind words
really helped me,

- especially yours, Terry.
- Aww.

Psych! [laughs]

Did he fall f... Terry,
did you fall for it?

Anyway, Terry, that's
your Gina Moment.

Seriously? I've known
her for seven years.

JK again. I'm really
gonna miss you, Sarge.

I signed you up for
an international

yogurt of the month club.

Austria is in the
fridge right now.

Terry's never had
Austrian yogurt before.

Terry had the best
moment of all.

Anyway, I didn't doubt
myself for one second.

And I'm more confident
than I've ever been.

I was only stalling because
there was a shipping delay

- with my golden statue.
- Ah, that makes sense.

And even though she looks
like she has wet hair

and just combed through a
deep conditioning treatment,

and even though her
jeans look cheap

and even though she
has sausage fingers,

I hope it reminds you of me,
and I'm gonna miss you.

I'll hold now for a five
minute applause break.

Do it! Please.

[scattered applause]

Thank you, thank you. Thank you.

This feels right.

I love you guys.

ENJOY! Do not miss
this tomorrow!