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Dispatch said it was
a noise complaint?

Yes, sir.

And they requested
us specifically?

That's what she said.

I guess we missed it.

This would be a
great opportunity

to teach me about
de-escalating in policing.

Imagine my surprise
when reviewing

last week's bodycam
footage and I saw...

this.

No. Yes, sir.

I, uh... well, I...

I can explain. It's...

I'm waiting.

Wake up, lazybones.

We're gettin' married tomorrow,

and there is a
buttload to get done.

Uh, I'm not feeling very good.

- What?
- Yeah, my head.

- What's going on?
- Maybe...

Oh, sucker!

- You faker.
- Yeah.

Listen, this is important.

We're getting married tomorrow.

I know. I already said that.

Yeah, I just felt like it needed

a little extra attention.

Get your ass out of bed.
- Yes, boss.

We need to go meet
the wedding planner.

Yes, boss.

Henry, hi.

Hey, Bailey.

Are you getting on your flight?

No. Uh, a little hiccup.

My flight got canceled.

Technically, the entire
airline went bankrupt, so...

Okay, well, we're
just gonna have

to get you on another flight.

I tried, but there
are none available

that'll get me there in
time for the wedding.

- Who are you talking to?
- Uh, the firehouse.

We are not gonna
tell your dad about this

because I don't
want him to worry.

Okay, I need you to
get to the train station.

It looks like there's a
few flights out of Haneda

that would get you here in time,

but you need to make
the next bullet train.

On it. Thanks for the assist.

- Everything okay?
- Yeah, totally.

They couldn't find something,

so instead of actually
looking, they call me.

- Men.
- Tell me about it.

- Shall we plan a wedding?
- Yes.

- Oh, Chastity, hi!
- Oh.

Pete. Not Pete. Randy.

Oh, hello, mein bestest Freund.

Oh, wow. Funniest of stories.

So when I
skip-tracer-bounty-hunted

Mr. Peter yesterday, he
begged me not to take him in

because of your upcoming
marital consummation.

Skip traced for what?

Outstanding warrant.

6,000 in unpaid parking tickets.

- 6,000?
- Yeah.

Yeah, when I told
him I took a vow

as a law enforcement
officer not to accept bribes,

he made me promise to go
to your wedding in his place.

And have sexy time
with his girlfriend?

Oh, just over-the-clothes stuff.

I'm teaching Randy here
how to be a better kisser.

Oh, she is very good.
Allow me to share her skills.

- No. No.
- Oh, that's okay.

We're actually running late
to meet the wedding planners.

Well, this is
insane, to be honest.

But we've really gotta go.

So the guest
room is ready to go.

Please stay out of trouble.

You are no fun, but
you will be tonight

at your bachelor party.

No bachelor party.

I told you... I told Pete.

Oh, yeah, and he said,
"Well, I can't believe

"we are related, half-bro.

Pound."
- Nailed it.

But while I am so
glad that you are here,

I, in no way,
agree to participate

in this bizarre
brother-swap thing,

so you can cut that out...
- Okay.

You can have a lovely day,
and you can come with me.

- Yes.
- Thank you, guys.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye.

- Okay, we are alone.
- Yeah.

What would Mr. Peter do?

Um...

mm.

Role-play.
- Yes.

I will be Marlene Dietrich.

You will be Marty McFly,

teaming up with Mr. Frodo
to help him get to Mordor.

- Thank you for breakfast.
- Of course.

But you didn't have
to walk me home.

I didn't. I came to
check on Aaron.

Oh. All right.

- I'll see you tonight.
- Okay.

Remember, I have book
group, so I'll be home late.

You just had book group.

How many books do
you guys read a week?

Two or three.

Now where can I find Aaron?

Thank you. Bye, baby.

- Bye, baby.
- Mwah.

And turn to the right.

Wish we had a
better lighting setup,

but this tells a story.

Hi.

Mrs. Grey, hey.

How you feeling?

Good. Great.

Wish I could just
get back out there.

I understand.

But don't rush.

No matter what Wade might say,

it took him a while
to get himself right

after he was shot.

No one's gonna
judge you negatively.

Appreciate that. Thanks.

Well, I'm gonna get going.

Of course. Thanks
for checking in. Yeah.

Hey.
- Hey.

- You have a sec?
- Sure.

No. Sorry, we
gotta get out there.

Everything all right?

Yeah. Uh, totally. It can wait.

Get your ass in the shop.

You are driving while I
figure out your new nickname.

Yes, ma'am.

- Got a minute to talk?
- Uh, sure.

There's nothing to talk about.

You felt I undermined
you at a crime scene

to stop you from
making detective.

I explained that I didn't.

Now we're moving on.
- Okay.

Well, while I
appreciate the efficiency,

that's not how actual
healthy communication works.

Wow, that's not
condescending at all.

Explain to me what
there is to talk about

that isn't just a retread

of what I just
efficiently covered?

Well... that's not the point.

Look, if I have to start

another deep
undercover assignment,

there are real issues here
that we need to talk about.

Which we will deal with
if they come up then.

I gotta get to work.

Have a good shift.

This is a problem.

It's amazing you
got it last-minute,

but it's so much more
than a home wedding.

- And by more, you mean...
- Expensive.

If we bring the same game
plan here as your house,

it'll look cheap and low-rent.

So we have to up
everything... flowers, catering.

I'm a little worried about
how stressed out you seem.

Sorry, it's been a morning.

My girlfriend is cheating,
and my assistant quit.

- Well, we're happy to help.
- Great.

I need you to go
give Be-Bop $1,000.

- Love it. Who's Be-Bop?
- Our DJ.

I am so sorry, I just
have to take this quick.

Hey, what's up?

- Where are you?
- I'm doing wedding stuff.

You forgot about the deposition.

I forgot about the deposition.

You have to get me out of
that. There's so much to do.

I'm getting married tomorrow.

Look, I get it, but
Judge Scott was born

without sympathy.

Wesley.

Looking sharp.

Sharp.
- Ha.

I can try to get Oscar's lawyer
to agree to a continuance,

but only when you're here.

I'll be there in 20 minutes.

Be where in 20?

It's a surprise,
but I will meet you

at the DJ's house.
- Uh...

Okay, no problem.
- Gotcha.

Henry. Hey, what's happenin'?

You missed the bullet train.

Uh-huh. Those things go quick.

Okay, just give me a
second to figure out a plan C.

You have always hated him.

He won't stop barking.

You take point, Miss Cleo.

Mi... oh, right, the
psychic. Good one.

Who called 911?

That was me, because
this bitch poisoned my dog.

I did not.

Can I take a look at him?

Yeah, of course.
He's a sweetheart.

He's a menace.

But I didn't hurt him, I swear.
- Mm.

It's okay.

It looks like he was
chewing on your planter.

Detective, can you look at this?

- Thank you.
- Uh-huh.

Um, where did you
get this flowerpot?

The farmers market last weekend.

Why?

Okay, we need to have it tested.

Officer Juarez will
give you a receipt.

You need to take
your dog to the vet

and let them know that he
might have ingested a narcotic.

- Wesley.
- John-O.

It's great to see you.

I'm sorry for upsetting

and disrupting your
upcoming nuptials.

Although truth be
told, I'm a little hurt

I didn't get the invite.

Is that why you're suing me?

No.

I'm suing you for
gross negligence

in allowing my injury while
selflessly donating a kidney.

Oh, Oscar, you are so full of...

Don't talk to my
client like that.

Monica.

Good morning.

I'm taking over
Mr. Hutchinson's case.

Substitution of counsel
has been filed with the court.

Let's get started.

You're in trouble now.

Aaron. Look, I'm
sorry about earlier.

You know how
judgy Harper can be,

and I really need
to impress her.

You okay?
- Yeah.

Just, um, having a hard day.

It's okay.

You're safe.

Boot, I thought you
were going to 10-1.

No, yes, ma'am. I'll
be out there in five.

Make it two.

So how's it going with
the department shrink?

Good.

Should be cleared any day now.

Mm-hmm.

Officer Lucy Chen, wow.
How fortunate to find you here.

Uh, fortunate for who?

We have ein winzig
problem and need a little help.

Randy pawned
Bailey's wedding ring.

What? Why would you do that?

I was role-playing as Pete
and got a little carried away.

And unfortunately,
before I could buy it back,

a murderous-looking man
bought it out from under me.

So we really need you to, um...

- Get it back?
- Exactly. Wow!

See, I told you we have
come to the right location.

Mm, please help us.

Immediately.

Oh, hey.

Do you have any leverage
with a felon called The Hammer?

No, why?

Okay, so Skip Tracer
Randy was role-playing

as Nolan's brother Pete,

and he pawned
Bailey's wedding ring,

and The Hammer bought it.

Nothing about that
sentence makes sense.

I've run The Hammer before.

You want no part
of his craziness.

Yet I still told Randy

that I would try and
get it for him, so...

I'll go with you.

No. Please don't
do me any favors.

- Seriously?
- Hmm?

I knew you weren't
gonna be able to let it go.

I have completely let it go.

Let what go?

Nothing.

Okay, do you want
my help or not?

I don't need it,
but I will accept it.

- Fine.
- Good.

- Whatever.
- Great.

- Let's go.
- Maybe I'll go too.

Grab some popcorn
on the way for the show.

- You're not funny.
- I'm hysterical.

Ask Wesley.

Failure to protect
my client is a violation

of the Eighth Amendment,
not to mention depriving him

of minimal civilized
measures of life's necessities.

- He got takeout.
- I got assaulted.

And you let it happen.

Look, I don't
have time for this.

How about a little bit of
human decency here, Monica?

Officer Nolan has a
wedding to get ready for.

If you agree to the continuance,

the judge will sign off.

Happy to.

If Officer Nolan
turns over his phone.

- What?
- No, no, no.

That is ridiculous.

His phone contains evidence

in texts, photos,
and notes consistent

with a cruel indifference
to my client's suffering.

No, it doesn't.

And I worry that he will
destroy that evidence

if given the opportunity.

Okay, there is no nexus between

the plaintiff's
alleged discomfort

and Officer Nolan's phone.

And any such
intrusion is so vast

that only a special
master should be allowed

to review the
contents of that phone.

Then it looks like we're
spending the day here.

No, I-I can't.

Just... look, I'm gonna
give Wesley my phone.

The judge can
decide what to share.

Great seeing you, John.

Congratulations.

I just need to write
down one address.

Why didn't you answer my call?

- Uh, lost my phone.
- What? Where?

At the surprise place.

John, the next 24
hours are gonna hit us

at 100 miles an hour.

I need you to have a phone.

No. Yeah. I know. Don't worry.

I'm gonna get one right
after we're finished here.

I won't skip a beat.

Okay.

- Who is it?
- John Nolan.

You're gonna DJ our
wedding tomorrow.

Oh, yeah, yeah. It's
open. Come on in.

Oh.

Hey, what's up?

Listen, I've been thinking
a lot about your gig

because I know that
you said you wanted me

to lean into, like, a '90s
Janet vibe or whatever.

But I just got this
old Nordic go-go disk.

You gotta check this
out because I really think

this is gonna set...
- Oh.

You know
switchblades are illegal

in the state of
California, right?

- Really?
- Yeah.

It's a violation of
Penal Code 21510,

but I can ignore that.

We're just here to give
you the cash for the gig.

Hey, what's up? No. No, no, no.

You tell him that
he's gotta pay up.

I boosted those kicks 'cause
he said he wanted them.

Do I look like I have
size 7 feet to you?

Now he's bragging
about shoplifting.

Why don't you just wait outside?

- I think that's for the best.
- Yeah.

I'm sorry, you guys
said that you were here

for the... the DJ
gig or some molly?

Okay. And that's a felony.

We were here for the DJ gig,
but seeing as how I'm a cop

and you just committed
several crimes in front of me,

now I'm here to arrest you.

All right, good news, bad news.

The Hammer, aka
William Robert Bennett,

has an outstanding
felony warrant.

Wait, his name is
Billy Bob Bennett?

Correct.

No wonder he
prefers his nickname.

Can I finish the whole
good news/bad news cliché?

Yes. Sorry, knock yourself out.

The Hammer has a felony warrant,

which means we can go
kick down his door right now.

Which is good, but he
bought the ring legally.

Which is bad, because
he's under no obligation

to give it to us, and I'd
argue he's even less inclined

to hand it over
once we arrest him.

- Mm-hmm.
- Plus...

Plus what?

Plus, The Hammer
is called The Hammer

because he likes to fight.

And there's no one he
loves to fight more than cops.

- Oh.
- Mm-hmm.

Well, after you.

No, ladies first.

Oh. Um, just wait. Hear us out.

Earlier today, you bought a
wedding ring at a pawn shop.

Yeah. I'm getting
married in a month.

Oh, congratulations.

Unfortunately,
that ring was stolen,

and we... we will need it back.

Well, I paid 1,000 bucks for it.

Right, which is
why we are willing

to make a trade with you today.

You give us the ring

and we will give
you a head start.

She's lying.

She's not.

You give it to us, we head
back down to the shop,

we'll wait 20 minutes
before we call for backup.

You can make a run for it,

grab the missus-to-be,
head to ground.

Oh, right.

Hmm.

Nah.
- Mm.

Why not?

Because eventually,
I'm gonna get caught.

But you needing
something from me,

now, that's an opportunity.

What kind of opportunity?

A fair fight for once.

You beat me, I'll
give you the ring

and I put your cuffs on.

I beat you,

I get to keep the ring
and I still put the cuffs on.

No fight, no ring.

Guess you're gonna
have to fight him.

I have to look amazing
in a dress tomorrow.

Nobody cares what you look like.

He's huge. I am
not fighting him.

Let's go.

Yes!

- You got this.
- Thanks.

Oh, my God.

All right! You win.

You win. You win.

The ring's in the
drawer over there.

That's good.

Here.

Good job.

Yeah, thanks.

Yeah.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm great.

Oh.

Got your text. What's up?

A tox screen came back
on that hinky flowerpot.

Pure heroin.

That the skell that
our homeowner

bought the flowerpot from?

Yep, Seth Gallegos.

Couple misdemeanor priors.

You want help
taking a run at him?

No, I'm gonna get
the rookie to do it.

Yeah, see what she's got.

And you invited me
to watch the show.

- Mm-hmm.
- Gracias.

Mr. Gallegos, thank
you for coming in.

Didn't think I had a choice.

Oh, no, you absolutely do.

I just was hoping you
can clear up a few things.

Let's start easy.

Do you sell these at the
Silverlake Farmers Market?

I don't know.

No, I don't.

Seth.

I think you know
you're in trouble here.

We tested the flowerpots.

It's made of compressed heroin.

I don't know what that is.

You don't know what heroin is?

All right, let's just
cut to the chase.

You're a low-level drug mule,

most likely working for the crew

that converts the
flowerpots into street product.

You figured nobody would
miss the real flowerpots

that are packed in
the front of the truck

to hide the fake ones, so
you started selling them.

But you sold the wrong planters.

How am I doing?

You do know that El Jefe
is going to be homicidal

when he finds out
you stole from him.

I didn't steal.

I don't steal. I'm not a thief.

And I don't know what
you're talking about.

A drug mule? What?

Listen, you have more
power than you realize.

Start talking and you
can name your terms,

get immunity, protection.

Otherwise, I'm afraid
the next time I see you,

you'll be in a body bag.

- She has him.
- You putting money on that?

Hell no. I didn't say
she could land him.

You said I was free
to go, so I'm gonna go.

Okay, wait.

This offer's got a
clock on it, like your life.

Here's my card. Call me anytime.

So much room for
improvement, Miss Cleo.

Yeah, I know.

I didn't have anything
to hold him on.

To be fair, you got
him to the finish line.

Yeah, but I didn't
get him across.

So what now?

Write it up and hand
it off to Narcotics.

This one goes in
your loss column.

Where have you been?

Buying a new phone.
Why? What's wrong?

The florist tried calling
you, like, ten times.

He thought we'd ghosted him.

He had another order
and he sold our flowers.

What? Why wouldn't he call you?

I might have been
on another call.

Okay, let's just
focus on solutions.

Well, there are
none. It's end of day.

There is no florist that
could handle an order

this large last-minute.

But we need to have
flowers for the wedding.

We will, and I know
exactly where to get them.

Don't worry about this.

You just go and
enjoy girls' night.

I got this.
- Okay. Thank you.

Where's my ring?

Oh. Hey, what's up?

My wedding ring is missing.

No, it's not.

Randy got caramel on it,
so I got it cleaned for you.

Here it is. Here it is.
- Thank you.

Knock, knock.

I have a cake for the
Nolan-Nune wedding.

I'm sorry, but there's
been a mistake,

which is clearly our
official wedding motto.

This cake is supposed
to be delivered

to our wedding tomorrow.

We're closed tomorrow.
It's now or never.

No one ever mentioned that
to me when I placed the order.

How am I supposed
to move this c...

uh, wait, that's wrong.

Is that coconut cream?
- Yeah, vegan.

Uh, no. Deadly. My
husband is allergic to that.

You're gonna have to redo it.
- Closed tomorrow.

Your husband
doesn't have to eat it.

It's our wedding cake.

Hey. Hey.

It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.

Can you help me make
a new wedding cake?

No. God no.

I burn kitchens down.

But we can call in
for reinforcements.

Hey, Randy.

I know I said I didn't
want a bachelor party,

but I need you to help me
get some guys together.

Oh, these are perfect!

This is a delightful
bachelor party.

Not a bachelor party.

Oh, hello.

Please do not be
using the masking tape.

We have this
entzueckend floral tape.

Yeah, Randy watched
about 57 ClipTalk videos,

so he's the expert now.

Wesley was catching
me up on your lawsuit.

Yeah, I'm trying
not to think about it.

The suit's frivolous.
Judge will see that.

I'm not worried
about the lawsuit.

I'm worried about Monica.

Oscar can't afford 15
minutes of her time,

much less full representation.

Elijah has to be
bankrolling this.

Maybe, but Monica has plenty

other clients that
hate the LAPD.

Whatever happens,
maybe we just don't

talk about it at the wedding.

I'll tell Bailey later.

The timing couldn't be worse.

Leave it to Oscar to sue Nolan

the day before his wedding.

Wait, Oscar is suing John?

Please tell me your
bachelorette party

will involve less baking
and more actual party.

That is a long way off,

if it's even in our future.

You and Tim are
so great together.

We're great when
she's not accusing me

of made-up transgressions.

Look, I'm not imagining things.

Tim is traumatized by
what happened with Isabel.

He just won't admit it.

Honestly, I think
she's projecting

or just using this as an excuse.

Yeah, well, undercover work is

kind of scary and dangerous.

Maybe he's not the only one

that's scared of
what might happen.

No. I'm fine.

He has the problem.

How do I prove that
I'm not the problem?

I have an idea.

It's only ein wenig crazy.

Hey.

Hey, I gotta get out
of here. This is sad.

We can get dinner at
that Korean place you like.

I can't. Look, I failed
with a drug mule today.

I really need to show
Harper what I'm capable of.

- What, by baking a cake?
- Whatever it takes.

See you tomorrow.

That was Aaron.
- Yeah, I figured.

You guys are close nowadays.

Yeah.

Is that a problem?

It could be.

Look, you guys went
through a trauma together,

and it bonded you, and
that connection makes

every other relationship
pale in comparison.

But you cannot be his
entire support system.

Okay? That is a slow poison.

Okay. Yeah, I'll meet you there.

Tim wants me to
meet him at the station.

Maybe he's ready to make up.

Or he has something to
say that's gonna make you

want to kill him, and
he wants witnesses.

Man, if he wants
to keep arguing,

I don't see the point.

Okay, the cake is almost done.

We just need to do
the fondant flowers.

There's four different types,
and we need 20 of each.

Run.

Oh, hey. Do you
know where Tim is?

Yeah. I think he's
in interrogation.

What?

What is happening right now?

I am gonna prove to you
that I'm rooting for you.

With a lie detector test?

- Yes.
- Wait, so I can ask anything?

Well, I mean, the point
is for you to ask me

about you making
detective, you know,

working undercover,
that sort of thing.

Mm-hmm. Sure.

But, I mean, you did go
through all this trouble, right?

We should be
thorough, don't you think?

What do you want to ask?

Mm.

When I have you trap
bugs in my apartment,

do you release them
outside like I ask?

No.

True? I knew it.
You just kill them?

Yes. Because they're bugs.

Okay.

Do you love me?

Yes.

I love you.

True.

Hmm.

Okay.

You ready?
- Mm-hmm.

- Big one.
- Ready.

Do you want me to be
an undercover detective?

Yes.

You liar.

Huh.

I guess we really
do have a problem.

Today is the day.

It is.

It's gonna be great.

As long as we're
married at the end of it,

I'll be happy.

Why do you taste like frosting?

Mm, new face serum.

Oh, that's nice.

This is nice.

Let's just snuggle in peace

for a little while longer.

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

And the moment is over.

Next time we get
married, no houseguests.

- Yeah, yeah.
- Oh, where's Henry?

He was supposed
to get in last night.

Landing at Andrews, I think.

Why would he be landing
at an air force base?

Mm, did I forget to mention

that he had some
travel complications?

Yes, you did.

Same way you forgot to mention

that Oscar is suing you
and that's why you had

to give up your phone yesterday.

Touché. I didn't
want to worry you.

Exactly.

Henry should make it in
time for the ceremony, though.

Well, that's all that matters.

Let's go get married.
- Let's do it.

You look amazing.

I mean, the one-shoulder
was great too,

but this is my favorite.

Thank you. I was torn.

The other one had
a beautiful color,

but it did not go
with the shoes.

Oh, and if you
swap out the shoes,

then the handbag doesn't work.

- Exactly.
- Yeah.

So I went with a suit.

Hey, me too.

Mine has a tie.

Oh, my God, same.

So how long did you stay?

I bailed right after we talked.

You know, it doesn't
seem like you're hanging out

with the other guys much.

I guess not.

I'd rather hang out with you.

Yeah, but it can't hurt, though,

having more people to
talk to, plus your shrink.

What, you trying
to get rid of me?

Never. Never.

Just... just
looking out for you.

Thanks.

You're the best.
- Mm.

By the way, I read
your book club selection.

When Elsie died in
childbirth, I must admit, I cried.

Me too. That was awful.

And when it turned out
that the doctor's mother

was alive the whole time...

Well, that I saw coming.

None of that happened
in the book, did it?

No. What's going on?

After everything that
happened with Aaron,

I saw how much good I could
do working in the hospital.

So I decided to finish
my social work degree.

That's where I've
been going at night.

Why the subterfuge?

I was worried I'd
get three classes in

and realize I couldn't hack it.

Going back after all
these years, it was scary.

I did not want to have to
worry about disappointing you.

As if you could.

Okay, so how are you doing?

Top of my class.

Graduate next week.

Hospital job starts
the week after.

I was gonna tell
you this weekend.

- You go, girl.
- I was gonna...

That's good.

Oh, pardon me one second.

Small problem.

Father O'Malley's
stuck in traffic.

Oh, okay. Should we wait?

He's in Chatsworth.

So no. Okay.

Sorry, everyone,
if I could just get

your attention for one minute.

I realize this is
literally last-minute.

Is anyone here qualified
to officiate a wedding?

I can.

As a minister of the
Universal Life Church,

I would be honored to
marry you two crazy kids.

- Sit down, German.
- Okay.

- I got this.
- Thank you.

Here, I'll take that.

Please be seated.

You are all here today
because you love these two.

They're here to make a
commitment under God

in front of family and friends

to love, honor, and
cherish each other

for the rest of their lives.

Bailey.

I'm suddenly so nervous.

There is nothing,

literally nothing
else in my life

I am as certain of
as marrying you.

I must have written a
hundred different vows

and I threw them all away

'cause there were
too many words.

And the way you make me
feel is so simple to express.

I feel loved and seen

and desired and happy.

For that, I will love
you forever and a day.

That's your ring.

- My turn.
- Yes.

Bailey Nune,

you came into my life in
a towel on my doorstep

with an unlikely story
about being locked out

by a meddlesome dog.

And I remember thinking,

"I'm either being
conned by a hot model,

or I have just met the
woman of my dreams."

You're damn right I
love and cherish you.

You are the most impressive
person I've ever met.

And I wake up every morning
to the dream of being your man.

And I promise that
making you happy

will be my everyday everything.

Well, there's nothing
I can say to top that,

so I now pronounce
you husband and wife.

Kiss your bride.

Ladies and gentlemen,
Mrs. and Mr. John Nolan.

- Hey, Randy.
- Oh, James.

What a lucky man to be married

to the beautiful and
terrifying Detective Harper.

I couldn't agree more.

Hey, I was wondering if
I could share a playlist.

What, to...

So, what, you just had
this playlist ready to go?

Oh, I set it up the
minute that you mentioned

Randy was the DJ.

- Oh, that's why I love you.
- I got your back.

Tim and Lucy are gonna be okay?

I'm sure they'll work it out.

You want to get some air?
- Yeah, sure.

Okay.

You know Mercury is
merging into Pisces right now,

which tends to
amplify psychic activity,

especially for people
born with Mercury in Pisces.

And that means?

Just pay attention
to your dreams

for the next couple of weeks.

The cosmos might be
trying to tell you something.

Yeah, well, my dreams
are mainly, um... violent.

Yeah. Yeah, me too.

Yeah, I haven't
told anyone that.

Not even the shrink.

Okay, isn't that
exactly the kind of stuff

you're supposed
to be telling her?

If I'm trying to
get better, yes.

If I'm trying to get
back on patrol, no.

I mean, you're the only person

that I can talk
to about all this.

And I will always
be here for you.

Aaron.

- Oh.
- I...

No, I thought...

I'm sorry.
- No, it's okay.

I'm so... I am so sorry.
- It's fine.

I just... I just don't...

yeah, well, I'm
gonna go grab a drink.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Oh, no.

Hello?

Hey, it's Seth.

Flower pot heroin
guy. Allegedly.

You were right... I need
help. They're hunting for me.

Send me your address.
I'll come pick you up.

Tequila shots. Keep 'em coming.

Clearly, I'm more conflicted
about you working undercover

than I realized.

It's understandable.

Losing Isabel in
such a horrible way,

I mean, how could you
possibly be over that?

Yeah, but it's unfair to you.

I need to deal with it.

You know, your dream
should have nothing

to do with my issues.

Thank you.

We're gonna get through this.

I love you.

Well, you say that,
but till I put you

under a lie detector,
how can I be sure?

No, not a chance.

I'm not doing it.

You guys made up. Awesome.

- Yeah.
- Everyone was so worried.

They were like... I
told them, "It's fine.

They're solid," so...

Whoa, how much
have you had to drink?

I don't know. Who cares?

Well, you should,
because as cops,

we're always one
person's bad choice away

from being on duty.

Hey, where... where's Celina?

I don't know. Why would I know?

It's not like we're
together, so...

yeah, all right.

See ya.

Come on!

No, no! All right, all right.

Come on, come on, come
on, come on, come on.

- Celina?
- Hey, I'm in trouble.

Gallegos called me.

He called me...

Celina's in trouble.
She went to meet a CI.

- Where?
- I don't know.

Call was cut off. I'm waiting

on a warrant for her phone.

- What's going on?
- I don't know.

Something with Celina.

This is Grey.

I have an officer in distress.

I need a dedicated airship

and citywide alert
pending location.

I'll get Metro on standby.

- We gotta get changed.
- Give me your keys.

I'll grab your go
bags out of your cars.

- Thank you.
- I'll go with you. Come on.

All right, Celina is downtown.

They're waiting on a
more precise location.

We'll get it on our way.

- I am sorry, I have to go.
- I know. I know.

Just please don't die
on our wedding night.

Hey, I heard something
happened to Celina.

Is she okay?
- We don't know.

We're going
downtown to find her.

Okay, I'm coming with you.

No, you're drunk and
not cleared for active duty.

Sit your ass down
and do some praying.

We got him.

Hey, handsome.

Hey, let's get some
coffee in you, yeah?

Yeah.

She's not here.

Start a grid search.

Whittier to 1st to the 10.

They took her by car.

She could be anywhere right now.

Guys, I got some
blood over here.

Looks like somebody
got dragged that way.

Two male suspects.
One gun visible.

We gotta get past
'em to get inside.

Get it done.

Harper, Lopez, we'll
breach from the back.

All right, how do
you want to play this?

Take off your tie.

Right here. Down on your knees.

Here. I'll stay with them.

You guys go.

Last chance... tell
me where my stuff is,

or I will cut your throat and
move on to your girlfriend.

All right, it's a tactical
nightmare in there.

There's no way to get
in there quickly enough

to neutralize them
and save Celina.

What the...

Sarge.

Give me his jacket.

- Time's up.
- Hey, hey. Come on.

Aah!

Hey! Hey!

Put your hands in the air!

- Police, hands up!
- Police!

Police! Show me your hands!

Show me your hands!

Not to judge,

I think you would have
had more fun at the wedding.

No kidding.

Bailey?

How's it going?

I can't move my body.

Did I finish packing
for our honeymoon?

Yeah, almost.

I say we buy clothes there.

That is genius. I mean,
what do we need anyway?

Just bathing suits.
- Yeah.

Oh, wow.

I'm so sorry I bailed
on the wedding.

Mm, you didn't miss much.

The cake was kind of a disaster.

How much longer before
we have to be at the airport?

Four hours.

Oh, there's plenty
of time for a little nap.

Siri, wake me in an hour.

Yeah.

I didn't get that.
Could you try again?

Damn it.