All language subtitles for lethal weapon s03e02.en

♪ ♪

♪ Chillin' like a snowman, got that ice ♪

♪ And I'll be honest ♪

- ♪ We like white on rice... ♪
- (CAR HONKING)

(CONTINUES HONKING)

♪ You know this hood's so good
I gotta say it twice... ♪

Oh, Mr. Ross, put down your window.

No, I'm not Mr. Ross.

Well, you must be.
You parked in his spot.

I guess there's two of us.

Get your crap-mobile out of my spot.

♪ It's about to get it in. ♪

(ENGINE TURNS OVER)

(TYPING ON KEYBOARD)

(DOOR OPENS)

(GUN HAMMER CLICKS)

(TWO GUNSHOTS)

(CAR ALARM BLARING)

(GUNFIRE)

HANNI: Cole!

Cole!

COLE: Hanni, I'm gonna
get you out of here.

We got to go, buddy.

NATALIE (ON PHONE): This is Dr. Flynn.

COLE: Hey, good morning.

NATALIE: What? Cole?

What the hell are you doing?

I just wanted to hear
your voice, you know.

See what you and Maya were up to.

It's 4:00 in the morning.

What? No, it's not. It's...

Yeah.

It's 4:00 in the morning. Wow.

I am so sorry. Go back to sleep.

Wait, um, what if I came by
with breakfast later?

Breakfast? What are you...

Like much later, at a reasonable hour.

Cole,

are you okay?

- You sound a little...
- Yeah.

No, um, it's just that I found
this awesome bagel place.

Is our girl a bagel kid or a donut kid?

Bagel kid, right?

Okay, this-this conversation has to end.

You want to bring breakfast,

- whatever.
- Great.

They have, like,
a huge variety of cream cheeses.

But I don't want to see you

until the sun is up.

Done.

Not your day, my friend.

- You picked the wrong house.
- This is my house.

Well, you're gonna have to find
another house,

or I'm thinking of a room with some bars.

No, I live here. Look, I forgot my keys.

What-what are you, Neighborhood Watch?

- That's my wallet.
- Andrew Simon.

1612 Cedar Lane. Wait,
isn't there a Natalie who...

Natalie Flynn, yes. I live with her.

- Right.
- Who are you?

I'm nobody, okay? This didn't happen.

You never saw me. You're sleeping.

(ENGINE STARTS)

Mmm. Smells like sabbatical's over, huh?

Up with the sun.

And is that a new shirt?

- It is a new shirt.
- It is.

- (LAUGHS)
- It's my first official day back

and, uh, I want to look good
for him, you know?

Look good for who? Avery?

No. The new partner, Cole.

Okay, that's a little weird.

- More than a little.
- MURTAUGH: It's not weird at all.

It's day one.

A relationship

is cemented in the first 24 hours.

- It's a fact.
- Okay, honey, I am happy

that you are ready to jump back
into the job, but...

Mom's saying don't scare him off.

No, I'm saying, after all
you've been through, honey,

no one expects you to go
from zero to 60 on day one.

(CHUCKLING): I'm not.

I'm not.

It's just, I have a great
feeling about this guy.

And you'll all see tonight at dinner.

Dinner?

- Tonight?
- Yes.

When were you going to tell me?

Duh, I'm telling you now.

Okay, Roger, I don't...

(SIGHS) This is so last-minute,
and people make plans.

RIANA: Yeah, I'm studying for AP Gov,

and good luck getting RJ to show.

No. Family dinner.

(MOUTHS)

7:00.

Fine. Whatever.

- Call him Uncle Cole.
- Ew.

What's her problem?

(SIGHS) You've known this guy
for, what, two days?

Roger, what do you even know about him?

I know stuff. I know he was in the CIA.

Okay, maybe I don't know

his complete biography,

but I don't need to.

- Do you know why?
- Why, honey?

- 'Cause I'm a gut guy.
- You're a gut guy?

Yes, a gut guy and my...

gut is saying

he's gonna be everything
I want and need in a partner

and then some.

See you later, baby.

- Love you. Whip up something nice.
- Oh, I love you, too.

Do one of th-those things you do.

("DON'T CHANGE NOTHING"
BY MARY JANE HOOPER PLAYING)

(WHISTLING ALONG)

Cole.

Hey, partner. What's going on?

It looks like you got
another ride to work.

Yeah, a little miscommunication
this morning,

but I'll see you there.

Big day for us, buddy. Day one.

You okay?

Nothing, it's just... my gut.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(GROANS)

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www.addic7ed.com

RAY: After 30 years in the FBI...

29 and a half, but who's counting?

RAY: ...we are as tired of jurisdictional

squabbling as you guys are,
so we're trying something new.

It's called...

"We don't care how we catch
Eddie Ross's killer,

- but let's catch him."
- (LAUGHS)

STAN: And by doing so, we reign in

Los Sureños,

our city's fastest growing
Central American gang.

RAY: Ross cleaned their money for years,

we were about to put him
in front of a grand jury,

then he got shot.

Our suspect, Darwin Suarez,
former Sureños member and local,

did time in Pelican Bay for assault.

When did he move?

His rap sheet puts all
of his criminal activity

in Northern California. When did he move?

RAY: After he was released from prison.

Who are you?

Wes Cole. I'm Roger's partner.

Uh, just as of today.

- It's our first day.
- That was hurtful.

It's the truth.

Los Sureños are territorial.

At least, that's my understanding
from my time in El Salvador.

When were you in El Salvador?

Two different branches will
function completely independently.

Oh, I get it. It's "classified."

I guess my question is, uh,

one suspect?

Have we narrowed the field too quickly?

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah, we-we narrowed it.

Narrowed it to any Sureños who owned

the 2005 Chrysler that was
spotted fleeing the scene.

One suspect.

Any more questions?

- Yeah... No.
- MURTAUGH: No.

No more questions. Zero...

questions.

Stop thinking of questions.

I'm not thinking of anything.

No.

Great photo. You look so happy.

I was.

Okay, so I'll just jump right in.

It's about the new guy.

Super excited about
the partnership, however,

I'm starting to notice red flags.

- I hate this game.
- It's not a game.

I mean, I want to get
to know him, find a rhythm,

- create that banter...
- Where are all the aces?

Exactly! He won't show his cards.

And I get it, ex-CIA, trained to
keep a secret secret, however,

I am LAPD, trained to get the secrets

from the people who keep secrets secret.

Thoughts?

Other than you've been at this
for all of an hour and a half?

I mean, how well can you ever
really know anyone, Roger?

Hypothetically, you could know
someone for decades

and believe they have
your best interests at heart,

only to have that person
destroy your entire future...

So we're still blaming me
for ending your campaign?

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Hey, Darwin Suarez was just spotted

at his sister-in-law's apartment.

This is a great photo.

Cap, you look so happy.

(MUTTERING)

(WHISPERING): Back away.

(SIREN WHOOPING,
INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

You see that?

That's where we need to be,
like Torvill and Dean.

Ice skaters, '94 Olympics.

Yeah, I missed that.

1994 was Tajikistan,

- after the coup.
- Tajikistan?

Was that before or after Salvador?

And wasn't there a coup...

Why is there always a coup
everywhere you go?

Excuse me.

You think we're overdoing it
with the firepower?

RAY: Overdoing it?

(CHUCKLES)

Here we go again.

Tactically, you're drawing a bloodbath.

You go in that hot and corner our perp,

he's gonna feel like he has no
choice but to come out shooting.

Well, that's why we have the firepower.

Who is this guy?

Trying to figure that out myself.

Hey, Cole, where's your vest?

I didn't bring one.

What do you mean you didn't bring one?

The vest is standard gear.

I'm just not a vest enthusiast.

Really? Are you a
"not getting shot" enthusiast?

It's just my experience,
when vests go on,

bullets start to fly.

And in my experience,
the vest stops the bullet.

That's actually why they call it
a bulletproof vest.

Entry team goes in 30 seconds, guys.

You know what, change of plans.

I'm going with you.
Cole, you can stay down here.

I was just gonna suggest that.

♪ ♪

- Darwin, open the window.
- Who the hell are you?

Yo, back off.

Where am I gonna go?

Look at me.

Heavily armed cops are coming
through that door any second.

I'm trying to get you out of here.

I'm trying to save your ass
from getting shot.

Leave the gun.

So, how we getting down, man?

COLE: A little faster, Darwin.

Let's go.

RAY: FBI! Open up!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Come on, come on.

(SMALL EXPLOSION)

Go, go, go!

(KNOCK ON WINDOW)

Hi. LAPD. Uh, could we play through?

AGENT: Clear!

AGENT: Clear!

(MOUTHING)

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

MURTAUGH: You don't see the problem?

You went full-on Spider-Man

without so much as giving
your partner a heads-up. Me.

I was trying to make sure
no one got hurt.

That's exactly what I'm trying to do.

But we're on the same team.

Look, I don't know what
you been through before,

but if this is gonna work,
then you have to open up.

You got to let me in.

Dance with me. You're moonwalking.

You look like you're coming forward,

but you're going backwards
in the relationship.

STAN (OVER SPEAKER): I saw your record.

Assault,

armed robbery,
loyal Sureños foot soldier.

That's not who I am anymore.

I moved 400 miles away.

I got an honest life.

But they found me.

- Who found you?
- They gave me a gun and a name.

Who? We spent six months

building this case,
and it died with Eddie Ross.

Who ordered the hits?

I'm a dead man if I tell you.

You're a dead man if you don't.

I'll make sure you get murder one.

COLE (OVER INTERCOM): Hey, Darwin,
what these guys are trying to say is

if you give us a name,

we'll protect you and your family.

They're just saying it wrong.

Hey, Cole, all right,

we get our turn after the Feds.

Let's take our turn now.

I mean, he's not gonna give us a name

and leave his family hanging out to dry.

Wait, would you...

Hey, Darwin, you help us out,
we'll bring your family in.

Would you shut him up? Come on.

Stop it. There's protocol.

DARWIN: Luca Chavez.

He ordered the hit.

They call him "Exit Wound"

'cause of all the times he's gotten shot.

That's how I like to dance.

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

He did not just moonwalk on me.

MURTAUGH: Doc, you have
to look into Cole for me.

The thing is,
I'm-I'm kind of slammed today.

(SHUDDERS) All I need you to do
is a quick drive-by.

Casually look under the
hood, check the fluids.

Make sure he's firing
on all cylinders. Hmm?

I'm not a mechanic.

Look, it's day one, Murtaugh.

What's really going on?

Do I need to check under your hood?

Me? No.

I-I'm just trying to expedite.

In the interest of learning
from past experience,

you know, if there's any
fine-tuning to be done,

let's do it now before
I drive him off the lot.

You know?

You must be Cole.

Let me guess, I still have
that "new detective" smell.

(CHUCKLES)

I'm Maureen Cahill. So, how goes day one?

Not bad. The wide range

in the snack selection
is a nice surprise.

Yeah, it's the little things.

This must be quite a change
from your previous gig.

Okay, I see what's happening here.

Okay, uh, you're not wrong.

And I'm seriously flattered.

Flattered?

Oh, no, I'm not...

If I wasn't in such a weird place...

you know, I just found out
that my ex is seeing someone,

and it's kind of
a vulnerable time for me...

then I'd so be returning those vibes.

Oh, I assure you, there are no vibes.

- I'm just being friendly.
- Hey, you put yourself out there,

and that was a brave thing to do.

Okay, uh, we're-we're done.

Surgery is not for the faint of heart,

but the cath lab is.

Get it? 'Cause that's how
you wind up in the thing.

Dr. Flynn, do you got a minute?

Don't go far, I might need a trauma unit.

Wow, you're showing up here

after what happened this morning?

I just want you to know
that he checks out.

- Who?
- Andrew.

Your anesthesiologist companion.

He's totally clean. No felonies.

Not even a parking ticket.

But you should know that he did a
year of med school in Guam, so...

Yeah, it was a summer program.
Are you kidding?

What business is that of...?

You ran a background check on him?

Yeah, of course. If he's gonna
be in your life and Maya's...

If he's going... (SIGHS)

Cole, he is.

He is a part of our lives,
and he has been

far longer than you were.

Ouch.

Okay, well, just so you know,

sometimes when a

- background checks out too clean...
- Cole.

You're calling me at 4:00 in the morning,

assaulting my friend; what is it?

What is it that you want?

I just wanted to talk.

About what?

Do you think this is going to last?

Is Andy in it for the long haul?

I'm going back to work.

40-year-old male, gunshot wound.

Excuse me.

Any chance you remember
treating a Luca Chavez

for a gunshot wound?

(SIZZLING)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(BELL RINGS, DOOR OPENS)

Hey, Hector, you're not open.

Get rid of 'em.

Sí.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Pupusas. These smell great.

Where's the cook?

I sent him home.

I'm looking for Luca Chavez, aka...

(GROANS)

Cool, I think I found him.

(TORCH HISSING)

Hey, cops aren't allowed to torture.

That's more of a suggestion.

You ever been burned, Luca?

Funny thing is, at first it feels

ice cold.

Something about the pain
receptors in your brain

being overwhelmed.

I don't know, it's all science stuff.

I mostly read comic books
during those classes.

Did you kill Eddie Ross?

No.

(TORCH HISSING)

(SCREAMING) Okay, okay, okay!

What the hell, man?
What's wrong with you?!

I told Darwin to handle it, okay?

But he walked away,
so who finished the job? You?

(SCREAMING) No! No, no, no!

I swear it wasn't me, man!

Well, it had to have been somebody.

Ross had other clients.

We weren't the only ones
that wanted him dead, man.

Well, now we're getting somewhere.

(CHUCKLES)

A damn Popsicle?

Yeah. I saw that bit
in a comic book once.

I think the lesson here is: read more.

(GUNSHOTS)

(GUNSHOTS)

(BELL RINGS)

(GRUNTING)

What the hell'd you do that for?!

He had a gun!

(ALL SHOUTING)

- Get him off me!
- He saved your life.

Don't take other people's lives
to save mine.

It's not zero sum.

You're welcome! (SCOFFS)

Hey, you gonna tell me your deal?

Because I don't understand you.

(SIGHS) There's no deal.
I'm an open book.

Why don't you head back?
I'll work the scene with them.

We're supposed to be partners.

I don't know much about you except

I don't think you'll ever
be anybody's partner.

Hey, what is all this?

Roger, dinner.

Your partner?

Oh, right. That was tonight?

Yeah, well, it looks delicious.

So where is he, Dad?

Who? Huh?

Is-is your partner coming?

Hmm.

Oh. Yeah.

He's not.

RIANA: Oh, my gosh, I
could be studying for

- AP Gov right now.
- I just wasted a whole night.

TRISH: You know what?
I put all of this together

at the last minute, Roger,
because you asked me.

And it looks beautiful. Okay? Yum.

But it's minus one person.

RIANA: Okay, everyone dropped everything

for this, and you forced us to come.

- I forced you to come?
- Yeah.

Hey. (CHUCKLES)
Here's what I've learned today.

I cannot force anyone to do anything.

You know what? Dinner's over.

Just go.

- Did he just say...?
- Riana.

Go pretend to study somewhere.

And, RJ, you're released.

I-I... but I don't have any plans.

Don't care. Find some.

Make some up. Here's some money.

You want to go see a movie?

Buy alcohol, I don't care. Just go.

Come on, like, this is a once
in a lifetime type of thing,

like an eclipse or something.

Just, just come on. Just...

(DOOR CLOSES)

What was that?

You were right, okay?

I...

jumped without looking.

I should've vetted the guy better.

My gut stinks.

And no, I don't want to talk about it.

(SIGHS)

You will tell me when you're ready.

Cole, your shift ended hours ago.

Go home, get some sleep.

Yeah, I tried,
but it didn't take, so I figured

I'd keep working
on this Eddie Ross business.

- The dead banker?
- Yeah.

I'm not convinced we have the shooter.

I've been looking into his other
clients, their financials,

and it is a rabbit hole.

You think it'd be enough
to put me to sleep.

You know who's good
at financials, is Murtaugh.

I'm not sure that's gonna work out.

Well, give it time. He'll settle down.

Everything Murtaugh's been through...

No, no, he's been great. It's me.

I think you work alone long enough,

and something in your brain shifts,

and, and it's the only way you can be.

I'm not sure I can give Murtaugh
whatever it is he wants.

Well, good news, Detective.

It's not a big mystery what
Murtaugh wants from a partner.

All or nothing. That's it.

- That doesn't sound healthy.
- Correct.

I was his partner once. It's not.

The guy wants constant communication.

Open-door policy, no boundaries.

It's highly dysfunctional
and probably not for everyone.

But I can't recommend it enough.

Hmm.

(SIGHS)

Are you thinking, as long
as you don't come upstairs,

you can pretend
all of this never happened?

(WHISPERS): Maybe.

I think I just wanted
to have another partner again.

- I thought...
- I know what you thought.

I know what you thought.

Baby.

You cannot skip to the finish
line without running the race.

I wasn't being honest with myself.

That makes both of us.

I wasn't being honest, either,

about why I fought you on this dinner.

(CRYING): I just...

I don't think I'm ready to
welcome somebody to our table.

And-and you made it
out of the woods, but, uh,

I'm still there.

Then I'll come get you.

Hey, it's been a tough six months.

And some things were lost between us.

We were grieving and we still are.

But the clouds are starting to lift.

- Aren't they?
- A little every day.

Okay.

So... before we invite

anyone else to the mix,

maybe we should take some time
to rekindle us.

- I like that thought.
- Yeah?

- (LAUGHS SOFTLY)
- Mm-hmm.

You know, when we, uh, first got married,

we used to do a lot of, uh...

- rekindling all around this house.
- (LAUGHS)

Did we?

- Mm-hmm.
- (LAUGHS)

- It's a pretty big house, Roger.
- Mm-hmm.

All right, so... (SNIFFLES)

Maybe we should, uh, get started.

Okay, you get the wine,

I'll go get the mood.

- Okay.
- Mm.

(CHUCKLES)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Roger!

TRISH: The robe...

is coming off.

So hurry up.

Baby?

("FLOAT ON" BY THE FLOATERS PLAYING)

It's all coming off now.

(QUIETLY): Where's the volume?

(VOLUME INCREASES)

Oh, my God, it's so loud!

It's too loud! Yeah, it's too loud!

Too loud!

♪ And my name is Ralph ♪

♪ Now, I like a woman... ♪

Hey, Roger, are you here?

♪ Who loves her freedom... ♪

- (VOLUME DECREASES)
- I was looking into the Eddie Ross...

Oh, my God.

- Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
- Oh!

- Oh, no!
- Roger.

- Oh, my God.
- What happened? Oh, wait...

Cole.

What the hell are you doing?

I'm so sorry.

Captain Avery said...

Get out!

- Get out!
- You're right.

- Get out.
- I'm out of here.

- TRISH: Roger.
- What did he see?

What do you think he saw?

(QUIETLY): Everything?

I didn't see that much.

He didn't see much.

COLE: This is on me, guys.

Avery said you like
a completely open-door policy.

- Open-door policy?
- There's no policy.

TRISH: There has to be an open
door. You must've said that.

- No.
- COLE: He used the term loosely.

Is this the conversation
we're having now?

For the love of God, man, go.

You got it.

Trish, I'm sorry.

Look, why don't we triple lock the door,

take this upstairs, lock that door,

and maybe we can salvage some of this.

Zero chance of that happening.

♪ Float on, float on, float on... ♪

Yeah. It's not gonna happen.

Ballistics didn't match Darwin's gun,

so we ran a background check
on Eddie Ross's other clients.

How many are there? We narrowed it to...

Bailey.

How many are there, Bailey?

Based on background check alone,

we narrowed it down to six suspects,

and Cole ranked them
in order of interest.

What was going on here?

Bailey, would you tell Detective Murtaugh

that those are client bank
statements and phone records?

Two piles: bank statements,
phone records.

Bailey,

will you ask Detective What's-His-Face

if he cross-referenced, too?

BAILEY: You know what?
I'm not doing this,

'cause I still have
a shred of dignity left.

Oh, yeah? Wait till he
shows up at your house

a little past midnight.

He'll take care of that.

Yep. A hundred percent called for.

Also, great idea, cross-referencing.

Okay, so we're looking
for inconsistencies

with Eddie's clients.

- Things that don't make sense.
- Like...

Like...

Like this guy.

He's a millionaire.

Bank shows regular five-figure deposits.

Made one last week.

But his phone was
deactivated two months ago.

- Odd?
- What's the client's name?

Felz.

Enrico Felz?

Well, what do you know?

Number two in my list of suspects.

♪ ♪

I'd call the design scheme...

Empty?

Spartan.

Laminate countertops,

discount appliances.

Oh, and look at this.

Why paint one wall mother of pearl?

It doesn't match anything else.

One thing you should know about me, Cole,

I'm a home restoration enthusiast.

I believe it. I saw your kitchen.

Ugh, no, no, no, no, that's not
the proper response.

When your partner shares
something with you,

you share something of your own,

not remind me of the kitchen.

Where I saw your wife naked.

- Yeah.
- Listen, we're gonna get past that.

So, apology still not accepted?

(GRUNTS)

Are you gonna help me, or what?

(GRUNTS)

And that's why.

You repaint a wall to hide a dead body.

Enrico Felz

and his big bag of...

Nothing.

(PHONE RINGING, BUZZING)

Go, Bailey.

I did a deep dive.

Enrico Felz
is a longtime drug trafficker.

We're with Enrico right now. He says hi.

Also, not the shooter.
He's been dead for months.

Well, his bank account is still active.

Someone's using it.

It's a great way to hide money.

Any idea who?

FBI agents Stan and Ray.

They're in bed with the Sureños.

How do you know that?

They're here.

(PHONE BEEPS)

(GUNS COCKING)

You seem pretty calm,

considering they're
surrounding the house.

COLE: I've got a plan.

I need a ballpoint pen,
a handkerchief and a paper clip.

Wait, you want to discuss this, right?

No, no. We don't have time. Go ahead.

- But you said...
- Just listen. We don't have time.

Go CIA up something for us.

Huh?

Wh-Wh-Wh-What's that?

Well... I thought that
you was making a weapon.

It looks like a white flag.

It is a white flag.

Okay, well, now we got
to discuss the plan.

What's the plan?

The plan is, we surrender.

We surender, that was your plan.

You are number five *

♪

Hey *, what do you think
they are going to do now?

They are going to interrogate us.

And then going to kill us.

Sound like you are not guessing.

Is not my first freezer.

What side of the freezer you were before?

In here or out there?

I've been on both sides.

♪

I'll make sure it is me.

Why can I go first?

Cause you don't deserve it.

Ah, nice and cool in here.

Take the old one.

Change of plans. *

- Where is the money?
- Did you look on the couch?

That's where I lose everything.

(CHUCKLES) That's very funny.

(GROANS)

The money that was in the bag.
Hidden in the wall.

Is it coming back to you now?

Yeah, it's coming back to me.

No, no, no. I lost it.

Wait, it's back to me.

I lost it again. Sorry.

Wait.

Protection money from the Sureños?

How much are they paying you

to get the FBI off their backs?

$2 million.

So you can understand
why we're a little concerned.

Where is it?

Why don't you ask Eddie Ross?

He handles everything, right?

Oh, that's right, you can't.

You killed him.

HANNI: Cole!

You're gonna be... you're gonna be okay.

Hanni.

(MURTAUGH GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

(SIGHS) Last chance.

Where is it?

Your partner has it.

You really gonna listen to this guy, Ray?

COLE: Think about it.

Who else knew what was
hidden behind that wall?

We've been partners for 30 years, Ray.

COLE: 30 years of resentment
and petty arguments,

listening to all your dumb jokes.

It's a long time.

STAN: Hit him again. Shut this guy up.

COLE: Who wouldn't want to grab a payday

and get the hell out after 30 years?

Did you take my money, Stan?

STAN: Your money?

(GRUNTING)

STAN: Screw you, Ray.

I earned every penny.

Screw me? You son of a bitch.

Yeah, I'm out of here.

RAY: What the hell are you talking about?

You don't walk away from me, Stan.

(GRUNTING)

MURTAUGH: Cole!

Murtaugh!

You were supposed to escape, then leave.

Now who's ignoring our plan?

Wow.

Whatever happens in the future,
let's not be like these guys.

Yeah.

Good shot.

Doc, so what'd you learn about Cole?

Oh, from four minutes in the break room?

He's either a pathological narcissist

or it's a highly developed
defense mechanism.

And as a non-shrink might say...

He thought I was hitting on him.

Did you?

- No.
- I-I don't know.

He seems to be a good-looking guy.

- Picked yourself a winner.
- Okay.

So when do you start treating him?

Oh, I'm not.

It would take six months
just to scratch the surface.

Odds are he's protecting
some devastating scars.

So was the last guy.

And I have my own scars to show for it.

I'm sorry. I-I can't
help you with this one.

(PHONE RINGING)

Natalie. Hi.

Hi. So, uh, super last minute,

but I was wondering
if maybe you'd like to come by

for dinner tonight.

Are you sure you're calling
the right Cole?

(CHUCKLES) Yes, I know who I'm calling.

Super casual. Just the four of us.

Is Andrew okay with this?

I think he feels guilty

about calling the cops on you yesterday.

He didn't realize you were one.

Okay.

How about you?

Won't be weird for you?

It's all a little weird,
but let's figure it out.

And I'm sure Maya would love to see you,

so what do you say?

I'll bring dessert.

Great.

MAYA: One more, one
more, one more, please.

ANDREW: No.

- Come on, this is the one. I promise.
- Fine, do it.

NATALIE: Wow. Yes.

- Nice toss.
- (PHONE RINGING)

Hey, did you get lost?

Hey. No, I got bad news.

I just got called back to the station.

Oh, no. You want us to wait?

No, no, no. It's gonna be a long one.

Criminals in this town,

can't even take a break for dinner.

Another time, then.

- Next week.
- Definitely.

Okay. Good night.

♪ I'm singing at a funeral tomorrow ♪

♪ For a kid a year older than me ♪

♪ And I've been talking to his dad ♪

- (ENGINE STARTS)
- ♪ It makes me so sad ♪

♪ When I think too much about it ♪

♪ I can't breathe ♪

♪ And I have this dream ♪

♪ Where I'm screaming underwater... ♪

Oh, hey, Ms. Murtaugh.

- You can call me Trish.
- Roger.

For dinner, her idea.

♪

- Come on in.
- Uh, ah.

It's a little cozy in here.

Yeah. I don't do a lot of dinner parties.

There's a picnic table outside.

Perfect.

Um, Roger,

can you give me and Cole
a few minutes alone?

- We need to talk.
- Just you and Cole?

Just find some plates or silverware,

something remotely clean.

Good luck with that.

That was not a great start
for us, Cole, was it?

I would agree with that.

You should know that we're
an all-or-nothing family

when it comes to Roger's partners.

Full exposure.

And that has to go both ways.
You get that?

Okay.

I want to know who you are.

My husband's gut says
you're a good guy, and I...

I want to believe that.

What do I need to know about you?

♪ I blacked out in my car ♪

♪ And I woke up in my childhood bed... ♪

I got a kid killed...

...back in Aleppo.

♪ Feeling sorry for myself... ♪

I didn't pull the trigger,
but I might as well have.

Tried to save him, but...

♪ I'm so blue all the time... ♪

I'm sorry.

♪ And that's just how I feel ♪

♪ Always have... ♪

There are things that I've done that I
don't think I could ever make up for.

I can't tell you that I'm a good man

or that I'd be good for your husband.

♪ And it's 4:00 a.m... ♪

I think... you are.

You brought him back to life.

(SIGHS)

- MURTAUGH: There we go.
- Hey.

It's the best I could find.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

Oh, found the good china.

Yeah, it looks like it's
from a gas station giveaway.

Pretty close.

Some freebies from a car wash in Tripoli.

When were you in Tripoli?

Let me take a stab at this.

After Tajikistan but before Chechnya.

After Chechnya, before El Salvador.

If there's a coup, this man was there.

(LAUGHTER)