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(knock on door)

Oh, thank you for coming
out so quickly.

(Celina): Not a problem.

You said you'd
been a victim of a robbery?

Yes. Sorry.
I'm a little shaken.

Perfectly understandable.

I didn't think something
like this could happen.

Everything seemed so safe.

And, uh, what all was stolen?

A poleax, a cloak of undying,
and my giraffe, Nexi.

I have to get her back.

It took two weeks of grinding
to save up for her egg.

Oh, don't look at me. This
is not my brand of out there.

Um, sorry. I'm lost.

Uh, they broke into
your apartment...

Not this place.

My "Cloudmaster" mansion.

In Shadow Realm.

Someone stole these
items from a VR world?

Not someone, DragonSlayer6498.

Here. You can
question him yourself.

Oh, the... Okay.

(laughs)

Wow. No, no, no.

No. Nope. Nope.

Can't see.

♪ I'm gonna win for you like
I know you want me to do ♪

Now, every week, a new
real-estate agent

wants to list the house.

I really should consider
selling mine.

Tim and Genny made a fortune

selling their dad's
place, right?

Yeah, they sure did. But
you still have tenants in yours.

And they're great.

This sweet older couple that
have been together for 50 years.

It's very inspirational.

And what do you
charge for rent?

- $3,000 a month.
- And your mortgage is $2,000.

That is great passive income.

Right?

Theoretically.

They don't always
pay their rent on time.

Late a few days?

More like a few months.

Bailey, how long has it been
since they paid rent?

Did I mention that they were
high-school sweethearts?

Six months.

They haven't paid their
rent in six months.

I'll talk to them.

I think maybe
I better handle it.

We all know that old people
are your kryptonite.

-My grandmother raised me.
-And she did a lovely job.

(groans)

Solving crimes one
meme at a time?

Balancing the awfulness of
humanity

with a little baby time.

Leah's huge.
When did that happen?

I know. She's gonna be
crawling any minute now.

Hmm. Unlike Angela,
who skipped right to walking.

Damian, what are
you doing here?

I need a favor.

If this is about baptizing
Jack, can you just...

-Oh, I already handled that.
-What?

Yeah. Last time I was
over for dinner,

I brought a little
holy water and...

-Is that kosher?
-Different religion.

Oh, you mean if it's
cool? Uh, yes.

Technically, I have a license
to baptize anytime, anywhere.

-Without even asking?
-You'll thank me later.

I'm here about one of the gang
members I've been counseling,

Mateo Ramirez.

He was about to renounce the
life, and then he disappeared.

His family hasn't heard a word,
and I'm worried.

-Who does he run with?
-Quinlan Wright's crew.

We know Quinlan.

He's been coming up fast
with a young crew.

Yeah. He's been
making big moves,

scooping up
Elijah's territory.

So you'll look for Mateo?

He's a good kid,
deserves a fresh start.

Sure. Text me his cell number,

and we can start tracking him
where it was last pinged.

Thank you.

Those kids are
lucky to have you.

But next time you
come to my house,

I'm gonna search you
for communion wafers.

-Hey.
-(Nolan): Hey.

What was wrong with
the old coffee machine?

-Ooh. Lead levels, for one.
-Mice infestation, for two.

Here.

Thank you very much.

Here, let me do it.

-See? It's easy.
-That is easy.

Yeah. I watched
a ClipTalk tutorial.

So, what'd you guys
get up to last night?

-Nothing.

-I went to the new Chagall
exhibit.

Oh, yes. Bailey wants
to check that out.

You should totally take her,
you get such a great sense

for the evolution of his
style. It's good.

We will. Okay. Thank you
for the rec and the bar.

-Yeah.
-See ya.

"Nothing"?

You had all morning to come up
with a cover story,

and that's what you went with?

Whoa, whoa.
He bought it, didn't he?

What if he had asked you

a follow up question
about the exhibit?

Let him.

I read the catalog for
the exhibit cover to cover.

Mm-hmm.

I hear you have
Citizen's Academy today.

I do.
Do you have any tips?

Yeah. Uh, look, you're gonna get
a lot of busybodies

who are way into their
neighborhood watch.

But the ones you have to be most
careful with, screenwriters.

Do not give them
your business card.

You'll be up to your
eyeballs in scripts.

-Okay. Thank you.
-Yeah.

So, um, what are you
doing tonight?

"Nothing" I hope.

Nothing sounds perfect.

-Hello.
-(crowd member):Good morning.

Welcome to Citizen's Academy.

Uh, I'm Officer Lucy Chen,

and I will be
your instructor today.

So, as you know,
this is an outreach program

where you learn
a little bit about the LAPD

and how we do things here.

And one of the first
things we always do

is run background checks
on everybody who signs up.

So, Chris Pike, Jack Harris,

you have prior felony
convictions

for robbery and assault,
so that will disqualify you

from learning how
we do business here.

Officer Simmons will show
you out. Thank you.

And, Janet White.

Not only do you have a record,

but you have an outstanding
warrant for your arrest.

Finn will happily
escort you to processing.

Right this way.

You can tell me why
stealing a fire truck

seemed like a great idea.

Okay. So now that that's out of
the way, let's get started.

Yes?

We're allowed to use whatever
happens here

in our scripts, right?

As long as we change the names?

Mm-hmm.

Hey, so, I have some ideas on
how I think we can increase

the LAPD's social
media presence.

Think I should
run them by Grey?

Absolutely.

Are you just saying that so you
can watch him shoot me down?

(ringtone plays)

Genny? What's up?

(Genny): I'm at Tyler's
baseball practice. Spellman
Field.

Things are getting really ugly

between one of
the parents and the coach.

On our way.

How is he supposed to
show you what he can do

when he is stuck
in the outfield?

I know what he can do.

I want Cody on that pitcher's
mound immediately

or I'm having you fired.

(Coach):
You do know I'm coaching

the kids for free, right?

Then we're paying you
what you're worth.

Okay, guys, maybe we could
discuss this in private.

What's the problem?

Oh, this idiot wants
to put my kid on the outfield!

He's a pitcher!

No, he's not.

Blake is the only one with
any actual pitching skill.

Uh, I don't have
to pitch, Coach.

Really, I like the bench.

See? Bench him.

You want to know why your son's
in the outfield, Celeste?

Because he's terrible!

He is the worst player
I've ever coached.

(Tim): Okay, ma'am,
now you're going to jail.

What?

No, I...
But, uh, he's a pitcher.

Sir, are you okay?

No.

I quit.

(Tyler): Does this mean
practice is canceled?

He's our third coach.

Might mean
the season's canceled.

Hang on. What about Tim?

What about Tim?

Nothing.

No, it's a great idea.

You love baseball, and you
wanted to be more involved

in Tyler's life.

Please, Uncle Tim.

We'll have the best time.
I promise.

It's an important distinction.

A robbery is when
you take something

through the use
of force or fear,

and a burglary is when you
break into a structure

to commit a crime.

-Yeah?
-What's a B and E?

(sighs)

That is a TV term.

Under California statutes, it's
not a thing, so don't use it.

(laughs) Yeah?

What happens when
you call the police

about domestic violence?

Well, great question.

A domestic violence call
is a mandatory arrest.

If we're called to a home,

somebody is going
away in handcuffs.

The days of cops looking
the other way are long gone.

But, like, what
happens to the victim,

you know, if they don't
have a place to stay?

Um, there are amazing
shelters in the city.

It's a scary situation, um,

and it might seem like
there's no place to go,

but I promise,
everyone has options.

I mean, I was just curious.

Yeah, no. Of course.

Six months is a long time
to go without paying rent,

but times are hard.

I can understand Bailey's
reluctance to force the issue.

Permission to speak
freely, sir?

Proceed.

You and Bailey are too nice
to be in the LA landlord game.

You think they're taking
advantage of us?

Oh, I know they are.

Look, my cousin,
he let a tenant stay so long,

he changed the locks and took
advantage of the squatter laws

to all but steal the house.

To be a landlord in this town,

I mean, you got to be
willing to cut a bitch.

Well, figuratively
speaking, sir.

Got it, so less Mr. Nice Guy,
more stone cold killer.

Good morning.

Oh, hello, Officers.
How can I help you?

Bailey Nune is my fiancée
and also your landlord.

She mentioned you might be
a little behind on rent.

Six months late, in fact.

Malcolm, can you come here?

He's here about the rent.

Oh, I'm so sorry, Officer.

We've been struggling
a little recently.

But we have the money.

It's just tied up.

But it shouldn't be much longer.

I understand. I get it.
I've been where you are.

But Bailey has given you lots
of time to resolve this.

I agree completely.

I will hand-deliver
the rent on Wednesday.

But I will have to take
a couple hundred off.

We've had a few
maintenance issues.

Oh, did you bring
those up with Bailey?

Oh, no, no. We didn't
want to trouble her.

I am also a contractor.

If anything else comes up,
you just shoot them over to me,

and I'll be here Wednesday
for the back rent.

Absolutely. Thank you.

You bet. Thank you.

I'm not gonna see them
Wednesday, am I?

I'm telling you, just sign
over the lease now.

(Harper): 7-Adam-15, 2331,

we're working a missing
person, Mateo Ramirez.

His cellphone last pinged
at the old Florence Kitchen.

-You free to meet us there?
-Can do.

(Celina):
I don't like this.

Something bad happened.

The unfortunate effects of
supply chain issues?

No.

No, this is as close as
I've ever felt to evil.

(Lopez): Find anything?

-True evil.
-Huh?

The place does give
off a certain vibe.

And this is weird.

What?

This is fresh plasterboard.

Why fix a wall in a place
destined for a wrecking ball?

I'm gonna call Mateo's cell,
see if we can hear anything.

(line ringing)

(muffled ringtone plays)

Careful.

(pipe clatters)

(grunting)

(coughs)

-(Nolan): You need a minute?
-No, sir.

You ever seen anything
like this before?

Not exactly like this,

but I have seen plenty of
things I wish I could unsee.

I mean, I've known how brutal
the world can be

since I was a kid, but,
I mean, it's still shocking

when you come
face to face with it.

And yet it's when it stops
being shocking

that you really need to worry.

Yeah. Alright.
What can I do?

TID's on the way to
process the scene.

Why don't you go outside,
wait for them,

and show them the way in?

So, we thinking cartel?

Or cartel-inspired.
Mateo was affiliated.

He ran with
Quinlan Wright's crew.

I'd bet money the rest
of these guys did, too.

Yeah. We'll know for sure
once we I.D. them.

Celina okay?

Yeah. She will be.

I'm not sure if it helps or if
it hurts

that she sees this as...

Evil incarnate?

Yeah. You believe in that?

A hundred percent.

Do I believe in the embedding
of a metaphysical force

within the body that turns
people into monsters?

No comment.

But I know for a fact that this
is only gonna get worse.

If this really
is Quinlan's guys,

then this is likely
the beginning of a gang war.

-With who?
-Moses Warden.

That's my pick.

They've been fighting over
Elijah's territory for months.

Well, maybe we pay
both these guys a visit,

impress upon them
how bad it would be

if they were to
take it any farther.

It's worth a try.

A shot across the bow
is not gonna stop them,

but it might slow them
down long enough for us

to put bracelets on
the monsters who did this.

You avoiding the pastries?

I don't blame you.
They look sad.

I need to watch my figure.

My boyfriend hates women
who let themselves go.

Oh, well, what does it matter
what he thinks? It's your body.

He's helping me.

You know, I need the motivation
to be the best I can be.

Oh, and if you slip up?

What does he do then?

Uh...

He's cool about it.

It's my body.
You know, like you said.

You know, sometimes
controlling behavior,

it can be, like, a red flag.

(chuckles)

Um, that's not. Uh, he's
just looking out for me.

I shouldn't have
said anything.

-The bathroom's that way, right?
- Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

You'll never guess who's
coaching Little League.

-Nolan?
-No.

Sergeant Friendly.

What? How did that happen?
Can I watch?

Guys, it's not that
big of a deal, alright?

Tyler's coach quit,
so I'm just gonna sub

until they find a replacement.

-Hmm.
-What's this?

Uh, so, one of
the students, Kyra Cook.

Um, her boyfriend, Oliver,
is recently divorced,

and his ex has
a restraining order

against him
for domestic violence.

-Hmm.
-Do you think he's abusing Kyra?

Yeah, I do.

I mean, I'm not sure
how I can help, though.

Well, if she won't admit it's
happening, what can you do?

She came to Citizen's
Academy for a reason.

Maybe she wants help,
but she's still too afraid.

I think I just need
to find a way

to make her feel comfortable
enough to ask for it.

Bailey's tenants
sent over a list

of things they
say need repairing.

It numbers in the hundreds.

Replace the spa jets?

She doesn't even have a hot tub.

You still struggling?

No. Well, a little.

I know. I need to get over it.
I'm a cop.

I'm going to see
messed up things.

True. It doesn't
mean you have to act

like it doesn't have an
impact on you.

Harper didn't blink.

Harper has seen things

that would give
Freddy Krueger nightmares.

Alright. So who's this guy
we're going to jam up?

Quinlan Wright.
Got his start working corners.

Graduated to trafficking.
Spent two years in Pelican Bay.

And got out just in time
for Elijah's fall.

Okay, how do you keep
all these players straight?

It seems like they're rising
and falling every five minutes.

Takes work.

CIs on the street,

regular check-ins
with the different desks,

detectives, narco, gangs.

I was planning on waiting
till you had a few more months

under your belt
to do that deep dive.

Oh, I'm ready now.

The more I know,
the less surprised I'll be.

(laughs)

Ah, if only that were true.

♪ (rap music plays) ♪

-Help you?
-We're here to see Quinlan.

Not here.

Get 'em.

Unstoppable, baby!

Stop playing with me, man.
Get off the court.

And yet I'm looking
right at him.

Officer, man, we're in
the middle of a game here.

Look like you guys
could use a breather.

I can go all day.

And all night.

Then you should cut back
on the little blue pills.

You funny.

What y'all doing here, man?

Here to offer our condolences.

Four of your crew
were found dead today.

Yeah, I heard.

They was good boys, too.

We're doing what we can
for the families.

And plotting revenge
against the ones who did it?

Look, if you got
a name, I'm all ears.

Here.

You know the name.

(Harper): Hi, there.

We're here to talk to Moses.

And don't say he's not here,

because we watched him
pull in a few minutes ago.

You moved up
in the world, Moses.

I know you?

I hooked you up a couple times
when I was working patrol.

Oh, yeah.

Didn't recognize you
without the lady cop bun.

Congratulations
on the promotion.

-You look good out of uniform.
-Oh, I know.

We're here about the bodies that
you dropped in Mid-Wilshire.

Walled them up, hoping
we wouldn't find them.

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

Come on. Everyone in town
knows you and Quinlan

are fighting for territory.

Trust me, if I was gonna
make a move on Quinlan,

I wouldn't make it a mystery.

I'd string his guys up
so everyone would see.

I don't want this getting out of
hand any more than y'all do.

I'm not thinking about
retaliating against Moses.

(laughs)

You've already set
something in motion.

(radio beeps)

Harper, Lopez, heads up.
You got trouble headed your way.

(gunfire)

(glass shattering)

(tires screeching)

I hope you've enjoyed

this little taste
of police work today.

I know I've enjoyed
sharing with you.

So thank you. Your questions
were very eye-opening.

Have a nice day.

(indistinct conversations)

Kyra, could you stay a minute?

(clears throat)

I was just thinking
about your question,

where do domestic
violence victims go

when they don't have
anyone to stay with?

-I was just curious.
-Of course.

I would just kick
myself if I didn't...

If you're scared to go home,

I could get you placed
in the shelter tonight.

No one would ever need
to find out where you are.

What would happen to him?

Would you arrest him?

Depends what you tell me.

Does he hit you?

No. He would never do that.

He just loses his temper.

You know, punches walls,
stuff like that.

Yeah. I can only imagine.
That's really scary.

You know, that kind of violence,
it can escalate really quickly.

So just be honest with yourself.

Do you feel safe with him?

Not always.

Why don't we get you
a bed for tonight?

Maybe a little bit of
time away would be good.

(breathes deeply) Okay.

Thank you.

(Grey): You guys okay?

Yeah. Moses's shop has
seen better days.

Where's he?

Slipped out the back as soon
as the shooting started.

You know he's gonna go back
at Quinlan twice as hard.

Be sure to brief the midnight
shift and the gang desk.

This war's gonna keep escalating
until they take each other out.

(hip-hop music plays)

Everybody, bring it in.

Let's go. Hustle, hustle.

Guys, nice work.

There's room for improvement,

but I'm seeing a lot of heart
out there, okay?

Uh, Blake, let's see you pitch.

Alright. Let's go back out.
Back to drills.

Hi. Um, who are you?

What?

A lot of heart?

They're kind of a mess.

They're kids.
It's supposed to be fun.

Yeah.

This is weird, right?

(chuckles)

Our dad coached Tim's
little league team

for all of three days.

He has literal scars.

He's trying not to be like him.

Yeah.

Well, I mean, there is such
a thing as over correcting.

Hey, guys.

-Bring it in. Huddle up.
-What are you doing?

You know, kids need to have fun,

but they also need
a little bit of structure.

Hey, hustle up.

Okay. Uh, my name is Lucy.

I am Coach Bradford's friend,

and we're gonna start with
the basics, throwing the ball.

So, first things first,

make sure the ball
is secure in your mitt.

Eyes on the target.

Step out with the opposite
leg from your throwing arm.

Follow through.
Ball lands back in the mitt.

And we'll cycle
through that, okay?

We're not gonna move on
until everybody gets it.

So spread out.
Let's give it a try.

You heard her.

Oh.

Alright.

Are you ready to get
tough about the back rent?

Oh, big time.

Why are there so many
lights on, though?

I don't know.

Weird.

You here for the shoot?

What shoot?

Where's Maeve and Malcolm?

(Nolan):
I don't think they're here.

Are they filming a porno?

On my furniture?

I prefer the term "adult film."

How much are they charging
you to film here?

$1,500 a shoot,
four shoots a week.

$1,500, that's...

Six thousand dollars a week.

I'm gonna kill them.

♪ (rap music plays) ♪

I think you two should co-coach.
You were great together.

Oh, no, no. I'm ready to hand
over the reins entirely.

-Not a chance.
-No, but seriously.

I saw today why you work
so well together.

It's just, uh...

We spend so much time
together out on the job.

It's so great that Tyler
has been making friends

so quickly
after moving here.

Yeah. I mean, Blake's
mom works crazy hours,

so he practically
lives at our house.

Hey, guys? We're about done.
Let's wrap it up.

My mom just texted, my dad's
coming to the game tomorrow.

Oh, that's great.

We'll make sure he gets
the best seat in the house.

Here, honey.

What's up?

Blake's dad ran out
on them a year ago.

Oh. Do you know why?

Outstanding warrants for
assault and attempted murder.

If he shows up tomorrow,
we're gonna have to arrest him.

Blake will be devastated.

Well, maybe we'll get lucky and
he'll flake on his son again.

-(cellphone rings)
-Yeah, here's hoping. Excuse me.

Hello.

(Sherice): Officer Chen,
it's Sherice from the shelter.

The woman you sent over,
Kyra, she's a problem.

What's going on?

She kept asking if
her friend Linda was here,

and when I told her
it was illegal for me

to disclose anything about the
people who stay in my shelter,

she asked to be moved.

Yeah, I think I know
what's going on.

Uh, I'm sorry about that. I'll
head over right away. Thanks.

What's wrong?

There's something going
on with my domestic.

You want me to come?

No, it's okay. I got it.

You're leaving?

(car door closes)

A friend says that
I can stay with her.

Kyra, you don't
have to lie to me.

You're going back to Oliver.

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

You asked about Linda, right?

I know that your boyfriend's
ex-wife is named Linda.

You're crazy.

Did he tell you to ask
for her and the kids?

She stole his kids
and pumped them full of lies.

He just wants to explain.

Kyra, we know that he has
been beating her for years.

-You don't understand.
-No, I do.

I think he's using you.

And maybe you were
telling the truth earlier

that he doesn't hit you,

but statistics say
that he will, okay?

So you need
to get out of that house.

I'm done talking.

Wait.

Look, take my card, okay?
You can call me.

Take it.

(engine revving)

Kyra, get in.

You don't have to go with him.

You don't.

Yeah, she does.

Get in the damn car.

Oliver, you need to wait.

Kyra and I are still talking.

♪ (heavy metal music
on car stereo) ♪

I've got nothing more
to say to you.

You have yourself a nice night.

(engine revving)

There's nothing you can do
until she files a police report.

She's not gonna do that.
She's under his spell.

Which is baffling to me,
even though I understand

the psychology behind it.

Listen,
I had this case early on,

and the woman would call
us, we'd arrest her husband,

she'd change the story.

The details made no sense.

DA couldn't prosecute,

and she'd go stay at a shelter
for a while,

and then she'd go back to him.

I just, I could never
make sense of it.

What happened to her?

He killed her.

And afterwards, the
doctors showed us a CT scan,

and there was so much damage,

you would think she
was a professional boxer.

Oh, God. No wonder her
story changed so much.

These cases
are frustrating and hard.

All you can do is
keep circling back.

And she may never be
ready to leave,

but it's important she knows
that we'll be there when she is.

Thank you.

Hey. Sorry to interrupt.

Did you get my e-mail about
the deadbeat tenants?

I did.

Bailey is renting to these
nightmare septuagenarians

who have a history
of torturing landlords.

They grew toxic mold

in their last rental
to avoid paying rent.

Which means you need to
start playing hardball.

-Oh, listen, I can do that.
-Mmm. I have my doubts.

Look, it's just that him and
Bailey are just way too nice

to be landlords.

Totally. Okay, hold on.

You are a complete badass out
on the streets,

but off-hours, I mean,
you're a little...

-Easy target.
-A push over.

Hmm. Alright. The good news
is they haven't paid rent,

so you can start
the eviction process today.

Based on their history, they'll
probably take it to court.

Because of the backups, it'll
take a while to get a date.

Uh, if you're lucky, you'll be
rid of them in three months.

Three...

(sighs)

So meanwhile,
I'll be out legal fees,

and they'll pocket $18,000
renting out the place

to make "adult films."
Wonderful.

Okay, wait,
they're doing a porn set?

You didn't tell me that.

I was afraid you would find
a way to make it my fault.

Regardless, that is
what's gonna save you.

(Wesley): Yeah, he's right.

The lease terms
specifically prohibit that.

Makes the case more clean cut.

Great.

Just you wait and see how much
of a pushover I can be.

Is it too late
to call in sick?

No sick days for rookies.

Taking Elijah off the board
gave us brief peace.

Now there's blood
in the streets.

Moses has been around
for a long time.

He even has legitimate
businesses as fronts.

He's smart and measured until
he's pushed into a corner.

And Quinlan is young and wild
and not trying to wait his turn.

Did the night
shift hear anything

about Moses hitting back?

No. Not a peep, which somehow
makes me more nervous.

At least that means
there's no new bodies.

Or none that we've found yet.

I'm not religious per se,

but there's a lot I'd
like to get off my chest.

The confessional's really
just for Catholics.

Uh, totally get it.

Uh, maybe we could
talk on your way out.

-Mnh-mnh.
-Or not.

(clears throat)

I have a lead.

A kid in my congregation,

one of Mateo's friends,

he came to me this morning and
asked me to tell you something.

When you say friend, you mean
they used to bang together?

Yeah.

He told me Moses's crew is
transporting a big shipment

of drugs today, hidden in
merchandise for his auto shop.

Wait, I thought you said your
informant is in Quinlan's gang.

He is.

What?

There's just, there's no way
a street-level kid

would know something like that,
especially about a rival gang.

Unless someone
wanted him to know.

Quinlan sent him to tell you.

He wants the LAPD to do
his dirty work for him.

I'm not following.

He tips us off so we
take Moses off the board.

Quinlan wins the war without
losing any more of his guys.

So you're not gonna
act on the tip?

Oh, no. We definitely are.

Doesn't matter if
Quinlan's trying to play us.

Any chance we have
to put Moses behind bars,

we're gonna take it.

(ringtone plays)

Hello.

Where the hell did
you go, huh?!

Lucy?

Kyra, are you okay?

He's really mad.

He says that it's my fault
that he can't see his kids.

What I'm gonna need you
to do right now, Kyra,

is get into a
public place, okay?

(Ollie): Who the hell
are you talking to?

Nobody. I'm sorry.

-(screams)
-Kyra?

Control, I have a possible
2-73-5 at 9213 Longview Avenue.

Send additional units.

(siren wailing)

LAPD! I'm coming in!

Hey! Get off her.
Hands where I can see them.

Back up.

Make me.

You really wanna add assaulting
a police officer to your charge?

In for a penny.

(both grunting)

(shouts)

(both straining)

(groans)

(Lucy):
Put your hands behind your back.

(handcuffs click)

(panting)

Kyra, put the gun down.

He's not a bad guy.
He just gets mad sometimes.

-He was about to kill you.
-No. I overreacted.

I shouldn't have called.

No, you made the right decision.
You are in danger here.

-They took his kids.
-He is the reason he lost them.

No! His wife.

No, no, no, no.

I know what he said to you,
Kyra, and that's a lie.

You don't understand.

Okay.

(heavy breathing)

None of that matters.

What matters right now is
the choice that you are making.

Okay? If you shoot me,

you're not gonna save him,

but you will go away to prison
forever, okay?

Just put the gun down.

Kyra.

You have the power
right now to save me, okay?

Just put the gun down.

It's okay.

(siren wailing)

(sobs)

Turn around.

(handcuffs click)

(sobbing)

(Lopez):
According to our source,

Moses's truck should
be pulling in any minute.

Copy that.

Can I ask you a question
while we wait?

Go for it.

What's your take on true evil?
Does it exist?

Evil as in the devil

or guys with broken brains
who get off on torture?

The first one.

Look, I think looking for some
mythical creature to blame

for all the messed up stuff
human beings do is a cop out.

I disagree.

I mean, yeah, there are some
depraved people in the world,

but you can't say that you
haven't seen people act

in a way that you can't explain.

That's it, green cab.

Standby for the hand-off.

(brakes squeal)

And there it is. Move in.

Police!

Show me your hands! Now!

Face the truck.

-You good?
-Yeah.

(metal creaking)

Turn around.

Score.

Drugs confirmed inside.

Congratulations.
You're both under arrest.

Any idea how much weight
they're transporting?

Not yet, but even if a quarter
of these boxes are loaded,

we're talking tonnage.

It's weird how your worst day
is suddenly our best.

What would make it
better for both of us,

if you rolled over on Moses.

(tires screeching)

(rap music playing)

(gunfire)

Gun!

(gunfire)

Go, go, go!

Shots fired. Three men, armed
with submachine guns,

shooting from the south east.

Need backup, Code-3.

(machine gun fire)

(Lopez): Moses must
have sent a follow car.

Those aren't Moses's guys.

I recognize the big one
from Quinlan's crew.

Why would Quinlan tip us off
only to send a hit team?

(gunfire)

Cover me.

(rap music and gunfire)

-You guys okay?
-Yeah, we're fine.

Although I'm wishing I had
the long gun right now.

(gunshots)

Do you wanna play offense
of defense?

What do you think?

Alright, you cover fire.
We'll advance on the vehicle.

(gunfire)

(rap music continues)

Get your guns outside
the vehicle.

Let's go. Drop them!

Out of the car.
Step out of the car.

Turn around.
Hands against the car.

We're code-4. We need RA's
for five GSW victims.

I think we need to have
a talk with our informant.

I was just thinking
the same thing.

(sighs)

My brother says you told him
about the drug shipment.

What we need to know
is who told you.

It's alright, Ricky.
You can tell her.

-It was Quinlan.
-Mmm, no.

See, you wanted us to think
it was coming from Quinlan.

But why would your
boss ask the LAPD

to intercept his
rival's drug shipment

and then send his own guys in?

He had to know
they'd get arrested.

I think someone else
asked you to tip us off.

Someone who would
benefit from both

Quinlan and Moses
being taken down.

We just need you to
tell us who that is.

I can't. He'll kill me.

Who?

Listen to me.
I know you're scared.

We can protect you,
but only if you help us.

Angela's telling the truth.

You know she's my sister, right?

If she says she has
your back, she's got it.

He paid me $5,000 to tell
you about the shipment.

-(Lopez): Who paid you?
-(Ricky): Elijah Stone.

(distorted gunfire)

Moses didn't kill
Quinlan's guys.

Elijah did to provoke a war.

He had Moses and Quinlan
soften each other up,

then he sent us in for the kill,
not that we can prove any of it.

All we have is
Ricky's testimony.

Which Elijah will claim that he
tipped off the police

about an illegal activity,

like any upstanding
citizen would.

After everything we went
through to take him down,

less than a year later, he's
right back where he started.

I have to tell Wesley before
he finds out some other way.

Angela can't be anywhere
near this investigation.

Neither of them can.

I know. She won't like it, but
Elijah's seven steps ahead.

One wrong move,
he'll have her badge.

(clapping)

God! Every time!

-Be encouraging.
-Yes. Good. Good job. Good try.

We're gonna work on that.
Blake, you're up, bud.

Alright, you've got this.

(Lucy): Eye on the ball.
Let's go, let's go.

Good job, buddy.

He looks scared.

You make him nervous.

-Blake, you got this, bud.

(baseball bat cracks)

Yeah! Whoo!

Yeah! Whoo! Yeah! Whoo!
Go, Blake!

All the way! Take second! Yes!

That's how you do
it! Great job!

♪ (rock music plays) ♪

Is that your kid?

Oh, yeah.

You're doing this now?

Calm down.

No one wants Blake to see
you taken off in cuffs.

Don't do anything stupid, and
we can all just enjoy the game.

Okay?

Okay.

Maeve?

Malcolm?

I'll just post
the eviction notice.

(Bailey):
Uh, I don't think we need it.

They took everything,
even the doorknobs.

They left my bed.
Of course they did.

Well, at least you got them out.

I feel so stupid.

How could I fall for this?

After Jason,
you'd think I'd learn.

Listen. After everything you've
been through,

you still have it
within you to trust people.

I find that admirable.

I mean, yeah, sure, you could
pull it back a smidge.

So, what now?
Do we put out an APB?

Tempting.

But given their track record,

I would think they're halfway
to another state by now.

Let's just focus on finding
some new tenants

and do the mother of
all background checks.

No. I'm ready to sell.

-Really?
-Yeah.

This is my old life.

You and your place,
it's my future.

And we're gonna have to do

some work on this place, though,
before we sell.

- We?
I mean, I'll help.

But I'm not a contractor.

No. You're more of a supervisor.

Gotta play to my strengths.

(music plays)