All language subtitles for The Rookie_S05E12_Death Notice.English (CC)

(elevator bell dings)

(upbeat music)

(Nolan): It's okay. Oh, hi.

Hi.

(upbeat music continues)

-Hey.
-Hello.

(♪♪)

Oh. I love your music.

Thank-- Thank you.

(chuckles)

H-How are you...

Detectives.

(upbeat theme music)

(tranquil music)

(door opens)

(Tamara): Oh.

(music stops)

(Tamara): You're here.

I live here.

I went to bed at 1:00,
and you still weren't home.

(Lucy): Oh, I came home
around then.

I must have just missed you.
Trivia went late.

And how was trivia?

Amazing. I came up
with this obscure fact

about Josephine Baker,
so I'm feeling pretty
good about myself.

You are such a smooth liar.

(Tamara gasps)
And I guess I shouldn't
be surprised.

All that undercover training.

I'm not lying.

I saw Tim drop you off.

(sighs)
Thank God.

I am so over coming up
with cover stories.

Okay. Why the big secret?
You're both single.

I mean, we're just keeping it
under wraps

until we figure things out.

(Tamara): Well, if you ever
need me to, uh, clear out

for the night, you know,
play my music real loud,
just let me know.

We're not sleeping together.

Why not?

We're taking it slow.
We want to do this right.

So you're not sure how you feel?

(Lucy): No. I know exactly
how I feel. I mean,

this is the most
amazing relationship

I've been in since ever.

Okay. And you're waiting
why, again?

Morning.

Morning.

(distant traffic whirrs)

Um... tonight is the night.

Oh. Really?

Yes, really.

My place or yours?

Jealous dog or nosy roommate?

Tamara knows.

What? You told her?

(Lucy): No, she has eyes.

I didn't have to.
But she is staying

at her friend's tonight, so...

(Grey): Hey. Coincidence.
I was just gonna call you.

Lopez needs Aaron's help
on a surveillance,

so I was thinking, why don't
you two ride together today?

-Great.
-Yeah, whatever you need, sir.

(Grey): Great.

Mm, this is gonna be awkward.

It doesn't have to be.

We've ridden together
hundreds of times.

Never as a couple.

On the streets, we won't be.

So are you telling me

you're not gonna be
thinking about tonight?

Not at all. Thank you.

Me neither.

I can't tell you about
the Elijah investigation.

(Wesley): I know. I just need
to make sure someone is on it.

Wesley, a major drug kingpin

just used the LAPD to take out
two of his rivals.

Quite a few someones are on it.

He's not done with me.
Or Angela.

(Harper): I know. The lawsuits
made that very clear.

The lawsuits were a game.

He doesn't care about her badge
or my family's money.

He wants to torture us.

And then quite possibly kill us.

That does not change the fact

that we cannot have
this conversation.

Are you hassling Harper
about Elijah?

No. I'm trusting the process.

I said nothing.
I was never here.

Good.

Remember, the nanny's
staying late. Date night.

How could I forget?
(chuckles)

So, who are we surveilling?

His name's Serrano Rivers.

I got a tip from a CI
that he's running guns.

It's not enough
for a warrant, but--

But maybe he'll screw up
and we can catch it.

(Lopez): It's weak,
but it's all I got.

Let's do it.

All right.
(claps)

(Lucy): I could tell Grey
that I got food poisoning.

Just to get out
of riding with me?

I mean, I get the day off,
we avoid...

(sighs)
...all this weirdness.

Wins all around.

You're overthinking this.

We leave our personal life
at the door,

just like always.

Oh. And you can
just shut it off?

At 7:59, I'm your girlfriend.

At 8:01, I'm-- I'm your what?
Your subordinate?

-Yeah.
-Really? Hmm.

What?

My duty belt.
My taser is on the wrong side.

Normally, you would be all
over me for something like this.

-You did that on purpose?
-Mm-hmm.

You don't do Tim Tests.
I do Tim Tests.

Well, that's 'cause this
isn't a Tim Test.

It's a Lucy Lesson.
And admit it,

you are taking it easy on me.
We're not even on duty yet,

and our dynamic has changed.

Get in the car.

It's called a shop. Hmm.

You wanted to see us?

A prisoner's en route
to St. Stephen Hospital.

He's donating a kidney.

And you want us to help
stand guard?

The guy must be pretty bad
if the sheriffs

can't handle it themselves.

(sighs)
It's Oscar Hutchinson.

You got to be kidding me!

(Celina): Wait,
who's Oscar Hutchinson?

He is the worst person
in the world.

I'm sorry.
My-My brain broke a little.

Did you say
he's donating a kidney?

Yes. His daughter, Ashley,
had a kidney infection

which resulted
in end-state renal disease.

(Nolan): So our Oscar Hutchinson

is donating a kidney just out
of the kindness of his heart?

I don't buy it either.
He has some play here.

Hospital does have lower
security than the prison does.

-Hmm.
-(Grey): And all the drugs

and sharp objects he could want.

So round up whoever
you need, okay?

Don't let your guard down
for a second.

-(elevator bell dings)
-(indistinct speaking over PA)

All right. Let's split up.

Greg, Emma, you guys set up
at the nurses' station.

I want three of you
on the north hallway,

three of you
on the south hallway.

Hospital security already
has the staircases covered.

Thanks.

All of this for one man?

Yes. One man convicted
of murder

and multiple violent felonies.

One man who has
escaped a prison convoy,

stabbed our friend Wesley,
and escaped federal agents.

Now, he is selfish, amoral,

brutal, unethical, ruthless,
unconscionable, and selfish.

Already said selfish.

Yes, I did, because he really,
really is.

Lambert, Juarez.
Anything we need to know?

Nothing out of the ordinary
for Oscar.

He already hit on three nurses

and picked his handcuffs
with a pen he stole.

-I hear you got a history.
-That's an understatement.

Hi, John. Uh, what,
no get-well gift?

I was hoping for chocolates.

You can't eat them anyway,
too close to surgery.

(Oscar): Well, there's
teddy bears, balloons.

You are aware of my heroic
and unselfish act here, yes?

The last thing you are
is selfless.

This is all a ploy.
We're simply here

to make sure you don't succeed.

He only sees the bad
in people.

Whereas I, on the other hand,
only see the good.

And you are looking
very good to me.

You didn't tell me you had
such a sexy rookie, John.

Bailey must be jealous.

(suspenseful music)

Okay. Maybe quit staring.

You're freaking me out.
She's freaking me out.

You're gonna die.

Nice. Nice try.

I've been threatened
by girls a lot tougher
than you and taller.

I-It is not a threat.
Death is coming for him.

(loud clatter)

All right. Okay, she's for real?

When it comes to Officer Juarez,
I've come to trust
her instincts.

If she says you're gonna die,
I-I'd be worried.

Well, hell,
we're all gonna die, right?

(Celina): Yeah, some of us
sooner than others.

Okay. Can we swap Harper
back in?

'Cause she's a lot less creepy.

We're not here
for your comfort, Oscar.

We're here to arrest you
when you try to escape.

And endanger the life
of my daughter?

You misjudge me.

I don't have any
ulterior motives.

I'm here as a father.

(Ashley): He's extorting me.

I had to put $50 in his prison
commissary account

before he'd even
pick up the phone.

He says after the surgery,
I owe him $100 a week.

I am so sorry about that.

At least he's going through
with the surgery.

I thought I was gonna be
in dialysis until I died.

I had just gotten out of prison,

finally got my life together,
then this hit.

(Nolan): I heard you had
your sentence reduced

for good behavior. Seems like
you've learned your lesson.

(Ashley): Yeah.
"Don't be like Dad."

Don't worry. As soon as
this is over,

I am done with shady
dirtbag criminals.

-(Ashley): You brought flowers?
-Yeah.

(chuckles)

Uh, this is Duke, my boyfriend.

-Hey.
-"Get well, Mom."

(Duke): Mix up at the florist.
Whatever.

Aaron, any movement at the back?

(Aaron over radio): All quiet.

It must be nice
being a criminal.

Just sleep in every morning.

(Lopez): I can only imagine.

We left Jack with Patrice
last weekend, went up to Ojai,

I still woke up at 5:00.

Today, I slept until 5:30.
I am feeling pretty good.

(chuckles)

Your burrito okay?

Yeah, it was fine.

Ugh, I might be coming
down with something.

I've felt off
the last couple days.

Hmm.

Um, I'm gonna get some antacids.
Do you want anything?

No, I'm good.

(soft eerie music)

(distant siren wailing)

(sighs)
(Lopez): Okay.

(cellphone chimes)

You're kidding.
(sighs)

Hey. So, you haven't noticed?

That you're carrying
your coffee in your gun hand?

Of course I did.
I just haven't said anything,

because these Lucy Lessons
are pointless.

You really don't think
you're treating me differently?

You're not a rookie.

You want to change up
your duty belt,

carry your coffee
in your right hand,
it's up to you.

You know, this isn't about us.

I'd give Thorsen
the same leeway.

(Lucy): Mm?

(sighs)

Officers, you have
to do something, man.

This guy over here
is destroying my business.

Okay. What's the problem?

I do everything right,

a-and he just parks a van
and throws up a sign.

(laughs)
Really?

You called the cops?

His customers are coming to me

because my product's
better and cheaper.

(scoffs)
You can afford to undercut me

because you don't pay
the taxes or rent.

Sir, we're gonna need
to see your paperwork.

(objects clatter)

(Sergio): Is my bag out there?

(Lucy): Yes, your bag
is out here.

I'm guessing the keys
to your van are in there?

-(Sergio): Maybe.
-I don't have time for this.

Control, 7-Adam-100.
Start a tow truck
to my location.

(chuckles)
Okay.

(siren wailing)

The transplant team
is on the way.

They should be here within
the next couple of hours.

And you'll let us know
when it's go time?

-Of course.
-Thanks.

So, I had no idea that,

uh, foreseeing someone's death
was one of your powers.

It's not like I actually
saw him die in my mind.

It's more of a...
Like a feeling, like a sense.

-(Nolan): Of what?
-Just total darkness.

(man grunts)

-(Lambert): Hey!
-(doorknob rattling)

(suspenseful music)

-(door crashes)
-(Nolan): Come on! Get off!

Get off! Come on. Get! Get!

Hands. Give me your hands.
What did you do?

What did I do?
I was just sitting here.

You seriously
don't remember me?

I did ten years because of you!

(Oscar): Well, you're gonna
have to be more specific.

I've thrown a lot of guys
under the bu--

Rod Carmichael.
You haven't aged a day. Damn.

Get him out of here.
Let's go. Come on, move.

(Oscar): Looks like
I beat your prophecy.

(Celina): No.

What do you mean, no?

I just survived
an attempted murder.

Yeah, and yet nothing's
changed.

Death is still coming for you.

I'm sorry. I'm confused.

It's not that someone
stole the uniform.

The orderly actually works here?

Yeah, for the past seven years.

Got out of prison,
turned his life around.

And now he's thrown it all away.

Oscar tends to have
that effect on people.

(sighs)
Of all the hospitals

in the city, and he ends up
in one where someone

wants him dead.
What are the odds?

Pretty solid, actually.

Yeah, the city's lousy
with people who want
to see Oscar dead.

Well, I need to examine him,

make sure it's still
safe to do the surgery.

(Nolan): Of course.

You really think Oscar's
still in danger?

Of dying? Yes.
But I can't tell how.

I mean, it could just as easily
come from a heart attack.

-Or during a transplant surgery.
-Mm-hmm.

-Duke.
-(Duke): Uh, hey. Officers.

Ashley's room's one more down.

Right. Um, I just,
you know, get lost.

(rhythmic music)

Ooh.

Ashley must have gotten
her taste in men from her mom.

Okay, so we are citing you out,
which means we will not

be taking your fingerprints
or your mug shots

as long as you promise
to show up in court.

-Anything to get out of here.
-(buzzer rings)

Wait a minute.

Where are my earrings?

I put them in the bag.

(Sergio): Sure you did.

They're a half-carat each.

I didn't take your earrings.
I know they were in there.

(Sergio): Must be a nice
perk of the job.

Pocket whatever
catches your eye.

Sir, no one stole anything.

(Sergio): This is robbery.

Wait a minute, you had your gun.

This is armed robbery.

I'm sure your earrings
will turn up.

And we'll call you
when we have them.

I want a receipt.

We don't issue receipts.
Look, it's all in the report.

If you want to file a complaint,
you can do so

at the front desk
on your way out.

(buzzer, door opens)

(suspenseful music)

I didn't take the earrings.

I know.
This stuff happens sometimes.

No, it doesn't, not to me.

God, I've been so focused on us.

Did I screw up?

(Harper): You're kidding.

You're not kidding?

I thought you decided
you were done having kids.

Yeah, I decided. And...

And I took the pill
and went on with my life,

and somehow,
Wesley manifested this.

Okay. He's a lawyer,
not a wizard.

No. He wanted Jack
to have a sibling.

He made this happen.

Siblings are fun.
Lila loves being a big sister.

It's not that. It's just...

Jack just started
sleeping through the night.

It felt like I almost
had my life back under control.

-Mm. I'm sorry.
-(Lopez sighs)

(gate opens)

Ugh, that's him.

Target's on the move.

(Lopez sighs)

(dramatic music)

(engine starts)

It's not here.

Let's check the lockers again.

We checked them twice already.

We'll keep checking
until we find them.

Wait. O-Okay. Okay, look.

You need to file
a memorandum with the chief.

It's protocol. I get it.

We're not there yet.

Well, how long can it wait?

I have discretion
with things like this.

We find the earrings,
no paperwork necessary.

But if we don't,
you need to report me to IA.

(sighs)

Maybe janitorial swept them up.

Duke. You, uh,
get turned around again?

Yeah. Man, this, uh...
this place is confusing.

(chuckles)
I'm just trying
to find the bathroom.

End of the hall,
you make a right.

You're the best.

(suspenseful music)

(gulps)

What are you doing?
Show me your hands.

(alarm blaring)

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

He's having a seizure.
What do we do?

Put him on his side.

-I got it.
-He take anything?

He took everything.

(grunting)

(siren wailing)

(Nolan): Ashley?

I-Is Duke okay?

Well, he had a seizure

from taking a medicine cabinet's
worth of prescription pills.

Uh, there was blood pressure
medication,

antibiotics, Vicodin.
I think there was

an industrial-strength
laxative there.

He's lucky he didn't die.

Is-Is he under arrest?

Yes, yes, we will process him

just as soon as he's cleaned up
and released.

I thought it was weird
he kept wandering off,

but I-I never imagined

he was treating the patient
rooms like a pill buffet.

Honey, of course you didn't.
It's an incredibly stupid move.

I know what you're thinking.

I picked a guy just like my dad.

Well, yeah, only dumber.

Uh, we did notice
the similarities.

Good news is they're about
to come get you for surgery,

and this will all be over soon.

Right. I'm gonna
go check on Oscar.

Excuse me. We all set
for the surgery?

My team is prepped
and ready to go.

The sooner we get this guy out
of my hospital, the better.

-Where were you?
-Bathroom.

Hospital is full of cops,
and he's cuffed to the bed.

What's he gonna do?

Hey, guess what.

GrubMonkey delivers
to the hospital.

This means you're gonna have
to delay the surgery, right?

Yes, for at least 12 hours.

Oh, my, that's right.
I wasn't supposed to eat.

I am so sorry.

I was just so hungry.
But you know...

since we're not having
the surgery tonight,

do you think I can have dessert?

(dance music playing)

(Lopez): Serrano might be
meeting someone in there.

Clubs are a good place
to talk business.

Interferes with
any listening device.

Or he just likes to party.

(Lopez): Think I went dancing
here a few times.

It was called something else,
though.

Oh, yeah. I remember
those days.

Night starts at 10:00,
stumble home at 3:00.

Or not at all.
(chuckles)

I kept a whole wardrobe
in my car.

That was me.

I miss feeling
like my life is my own.

(Harper): Mm.

(Aaron over radio): If you
need someone to go inside

and keep an eye on him,
I'm available.

Party on your own time.

We need to be ready
to move when he does.

How much longer
are we gonna follow this guy?

A couple hours.

Angela, we have spent
the entire day on him.

You missed date night.

I know. We'll bail soon.

One overnight bag, as promised.

(Nolan): Thank you.

No problem. Hey, Oscar.

How you doing, girl?

You know, it must be hard
knowing that it's just a matter

of time before Nolan cheats
on you with his new, hot rookie.

Wow.
(scoffs)

That was a really lame attempt
to get under my skin.

You feeling okay?

Oscar just found out
he's doomed to die.

-Cancer?
-(Nolan): Celina.

Celina what?

Well, just foresaw
Oscar's death.

Oh, yeah. He's, uh, toast.

Oh, well, in that case,
stay away from him tonight.

-I won't.
-Yeah, me, too.

You making your rookie
work overtime?

Oh, no, I offered.
I could use the extra cash.

Oh, I had a feeling.

There's an extra toothbrush
and a makeup kit in the bag.

You're the best.

-Call me if you need anything.
-I will.

Oh, if he comes home
with so much as a bruise,

I will hunt you down
and strangle you
with your own intestines.

You're a lucky man.

Don't I know it.

Sorry. I meant to be
out of here by now.

(Lucy): Mm...

(Lucy groans)

Don't worry about it.

(sighs)

We canceled our date.

What happened?

(Lucy): Well, Tim and I
rode together today,

and it really drove home
all of the problems

with dating your boss.

It did seem tricky,

but I didn't want
to say anything.

Does that mean you guys
are breaking up?

No.

We'll figure out
how to make it work.

Great. How?

(Oscar snoring)

(monitor beeping)

Okay...
(sighs)

He really shouldn't be sleeping.

Oh, no, he's, um...

He's got a new baby at home.
Figured I'd let him catch a few.

Ah. And how are you holding up?

Well, we're getting
time and a half, right?

-Ah, yes, we are.
-Then I'm good.

(chuckles)
I'll be right back.

Mm-hmm.

What are you doing?

(sighs)
I'm leaving. This was stupid.

I never should've gotten
involved with Oscar again.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Maybe we should
just take a breath.

He's using me.

This is all just an excuse

so he can get out of jail
for a couple days.

Yes, and that's best case
scenario.

Uh, worst case involves
three dead hospital staff

and an international manhunt.

Then why am I here?!

Because if you wait it out
on the donor list,

you might never find a match.

I'll take my chances.

I don't want anything from him.

I thought everything
was going to be okay.

That maybe he'd had
a change of heart.

And then I find out
he ordered a hamburger

to get out of it.

I mean, who does that?
I'm his daughter.

I know. And you can't force him
to have parental instincts.

I get it. Look,
I thought my dad was a loser.

But yours is on an entirely
different level,

and you don't deserve
any of this.

I was just deluding myself.

(soft music)

He'll never go through
with the surgery.

That may be true,

but I think somewhere deep down,

Oscar does have
affection for you.

And I'll be here
doing everything I can

to make sure he stays on track.
So...

maybe you can just stick it out.

(voice breaking): Okay.

(Nolan): Okay.

Thanks.

Oh, look, it's Nostradamus.
Any more good news for me?

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean
to upset you earlier.

(Oscar): You didn't.

And yet you sabotaged
your surgery

to keep from
going under the knife.

Oh, please. I was hungry,
so I ordered a burger.

And I'm an anarchist.

Okay.

(Oscar): You know, it's cute,
the way you think

you can get inside my head.

You can't. Nobody can.

Okay.

Honey, I've been at risk
of dying since I was in diapers.

I'm very comfortable
with the feeling.

Is that why you betray everyone,

so they don't have
a chance to hurt you?

(Oscar): Duh.

What?

(Celina): It's possible
that doing something selfless

is the only thing
that can change your fate.

Does Nolan know
you're this devious?

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

(Harper): It's late.
We should go.

(Lopez): Yeah. Thanks
for helping out with this.

I feel like I wasted
everyone's time.

Well, sometimes it just
doesn't pan out.

Don't worry about it.

(inaudible conversation)

You lied to me!

Look, I got a tip that Serrano
was working for Elijah,

and I knew that
if I told you--

Did you learn nothing
from last time?

He's getting his car.
We should go.

(Harper): No. You are ruining
this investigation

-by just being here.
-(Lopez): Nyla--

-Get out of the car.
-What?

Get out of the damn car!

(Lopez sighs)

(engine starts)

(tires screech)

(indistinct chatter)

(suspenseful music)

Show me your hands!

Don't shoot.

(Lopez) Why are you
following me?

It's my job. If I may?

Slowly.

"In-house Investigation for...
" (sighs)

You gotta be kidding me.

You work for Elijah Stone?

For his law firm. My

job was to follow you,

make sure you were
steering clear of him.

And, oops, you weren't.

Can I go now?

(Lopez): Tell your boss
I said hello.

Tell her yourself, 'cause you're
gonna see her real soon.

(engine starts)

Lucy, your boyfriend's here.

Did she tell you I figured
it out on my own?

(chuckles)
I'd make a great detective.

I have no doubt.

(Lucy): Hey.
I thought we canceled.

-Uh, we didn't.
-Oh.

(door closes)

I'll be in my room.
(chuckles)

Listen, I-I've been going over
things from today.

What if someone found
the earrings a-and assumed

they belonged to a female
officer so they left them

in the women's locker room?

Yeah, I checked already.
I mean, come on.

Y-You have to report it now.

-I know.
-I mean, if it was Aaron,

you would have
reported him already.

I know, but it's not Aaron.
I-It's you.

And you can't be objective
when it comes to me, right?

Mm-hmm.

And thus endeth the Lucy Lesson.

(mid-tempo music)

The what?

(Lucy laughs)

The earrings were never missing?

Nope, I set them aside,

and I gave them back
to Sergio after work.

(Tim): That's evil.
And impressive. And evil.

I know. But you weren't
facing the problem.

Okay. Well, now I am.
So what do we do?

(Monica): There she is.
We were just talking about you.

I hope you get double
working this late.

Don't worry about me.

You two have been
stalking my client.

We were surveilling
a known gun-runner

who led us to your client.

I'm supposed to believe
you weren't already
trying to link them.

We weren't.

Already repeating a pattern
of harassment.

I mean, you're practically
doing my job for me.

Okay. I know this
is a game to you.

You live in a gated community
with all the security

that money can buy.

But Elijah is waging a war

that can kill countless
people when he's done.

How can you not care about that?

I'm protecting my client

against a campaign
of police harassment.

Keep this up, and I will
have all of your badges.

-Sir--
-Stop.

I don't want to hear it.

Go home.
We'll deal with this tomorrow.

Good morning.

Good morning.

This is Dr. Acker.

He'll be observing
the procedure today.

Great. I can verify
Oscar hasn't eaten a bite.

He's ready for surgery.

You're sure?

If he got away
from you at any point,

we can delay again.
It's not a problem.

That won't be necessary.

Wonderful.

I'll notify the team.

Great. Nice to meet you.

You too.

She seem a little
different to you?

Yeah. Like, nervous.

And that doctor was giving me
a really weird vibe.

Totally.

-What?
-"Weird vibes"?

I'm rubbing off on you.

(scoffs)
Yeah.

Let's check with the hospital,

make sure that doctor
is on the up and up.

We only have two real options.

Break up or one of us
leaves Mid-Wilshire.

It should be me.

No. No, you love it here.

No, I do, but there
isn't an open

sergeant supervisor job
anywhere else in the division.

I checked.

Which means you would have
to take a demotion.

-And that's not happening. So--
-Lucy, I --

(Lucy): No, it'll be fine.

Rookies leave
their first station

after making P2 all the time.

That's true.

(police radio chatter)

So this is the best move, right?

Maybe. But we don't need
to decide right now.

How you feeling?

Good. Oscar's ready?

He'll be right behind you.

(elevator bell dings)

You were right.
The new doctor is not a doctor.

I ran a surveillance still
of him through ViCAP.

His name is Troy Hoffman.
Multiple priors,

in and out of prison,
including a stint with Oscar.

Do you think he's here
to help Oscar escape?

I don't know.

But he certainly has
leverage on Oscar's doctor.

I mean, we can cancel
the surgery, regroup.

I don't want to spook anybody
till we know what's going on.

We need to separate Troy
from the doctor.

-Can you run interference?
-Piece of cake.

Let's go.

Well, Oscar,
how does it feel to finally

do something good for a change?

Awful. Never again.

I'm sorry. I-I know
you're busy,

but I-I've been
having this pain on my side.

Do you think it's cancer?

Unlikely.

Well, you can't be certain
without examining me, right?

I looked it up online.
Or, uh, Cast Syndrome.

Cast Syndrome.
That-That seems really bad.

(Nolan): Who is this guy?
We know he's not a doctor.

Three men broke into
my house last night.

They're holding
my family hostage.

If I don't kill Oscar
during the surgery,

they say I'll never
see them again.

I'm sorry. What?

Uncuff me from this bed, Nolan.
I want to get off.

(Nolan): Shut up.
We need to get this guy

off the board before
he warns his friends.

(Celina): All I'm asking for
is your gut instinct.

Is it fatal?

No. Now get out of my way.

Hands up. That's right.

So what's your protocol?

Your guys waiting
for you to call them?

Go screw yourself.

The only way her family lives
is if Oscar dies.

What did I ever do to you?

(Acker): Betrayed my brother
to the Southern Front.

Got him shanked
to death in prison.

I'm sorry. I'm gonna need
a little more specificity,

like maybe a name or a year.

Okay. That doesn't matter
right now.

And you are the worst person
in the world.

Get his phone.

Looks like he's been calling
every half an hour.

Last phone call
was 20 minutes ago.

All units, possible
hostage situation

at the home
of Dr. Charlene Bernard.

-The address is...
-19531 Mission Mile Road.

7-Adam-100.
We're half a mile from there.

Code 3 silent to possible 207.

Hurry. They're waiting
on a phone call.

In nine minutes, they're gonna
know something's wrong.

(engine revs)

(dramatic music)

(dog barking)

(tense music)

It's one house up on the left.

All right,
we'll cut through there.

We'll approach
through the backyard.

Control, 7-Adam-100.
Code 6 at 207.

Tell backup that we're gonna
come in through the rear.

7-Adam-100.
207, one suspect in sight.

We have exigent circumstances
and are entering the premises.

(suspenseful music)

(lock clicks)

(tense music)

(panting)

(gun cocks)

-Drop the gun!
-(glass shatters)

(taser crackling)

You okay?

(handcuffs clicking)

-Clear.
-Clear.

7-Adam-100,
207 suspects in custody. Code 4.

7-Adam-100, copy. Nice job.

That means you are officially
under arrest,

and you have
a surgery to get to.

If you are still up for it.

Are you kidding?

I'll do what I have to,
to get this psychopath

-out of my hospital.
-Okay, hold on, hold on.

I have been severely traumatized
by this.

I'm gonna need at least
a couple of days

before I am emotionally ready

for any kind
of medical procedure.

(Celina): No problem.
While you recover,

we'll just call
everyone you've ever wronged

and tell them where to find you.

You wouldn't do that.
She wouldn't do that.

If she doesn't, I will.

(mid-tempo music)

Fine. Surgery it is.

(elevator bell dings)

(Nolan): There he is.

Out of prison two days,
and already two people

have tried to murder you.

Is it weird that I'm flattered?

Clearly, I make
an impact on people.

So did polio.

Oscar, I've given up trying

to figure out
what makes you tick.

Well, what's the verdict,
Miss Cleo?

Am I still gonna die?

Eventually.

But the darkness that surrounded
you has receded. For now.

Don't worry. Soon enough,
I'm sure you'll be back

in someone's cross-hairs.

Well, I'd be lying if I said

that this whole experience

has given me a fresh
outlook on the world.

But it has made me
realize that...

no matter what happens to me,

a piece of me lives on
in my daughter.

Unless her body rejects it
for being too toxic.

Sticks and stones, Nolan.

(Nolan): Incidentally, the deal
you forced your daughter

to make about putting money
into your account weekly,

that's not gonna happen.
She owes you nothing.

(chuckles)

Disappointing,
but understandable.

Can I interest you
in my CI services?

For a reasonable weekly rate,

I can rat out a cornucopia
of prison-based criminality.

Hmm. No, thanks.

What about you, Officer Juarez?

As a rookie, you need to build
a network of informants.

And nobody's more of a rock star
at informing than me.

(tense music)

What?

Nothing.

(Oscar): Oh. Ha. Hmm.
That's funny.

We should go. Now.

No, seriously, I'm not worried.

Like, not at all.

Can't con a con man.

(keyboard clacking)

(telephone rings)

I owe you an apology.

Definitely.

I lied to you,

I put you
in a terrible situation,

and I endangered
the investigation.

And?

I'm sorry.

And?

(soft music)

I'm scared.

I check on Jack
12 times a night.

Every time the phone rings,

I worry it's a cop standing
over Wesley's body.

Elijah is coming for us,

and they're counting on
me to protect them.

That is what he wants
you to think.

You are playing his game.

But you have to be smarter.

And you have to know
that I have got this.

I know you do.

Okay.

Nice work today.

You too.

It's not a bad way
to end our partnership,

saving a family.

Yeah. Although, we're...

we're still not partners.
I mean, on the job anyway.

It's gonna be so weird
going to a different station,

knowing I'm not gonna
see you all day.

Yeah. And there's no guarantee
that our shifts will sync up.

I hadn't thought of that.

Wait, wait, wait.
So by doing the right thing,

we're gonna see
each other a lot less?

-Most likely. Yeah.
-No!

I'm gonna put in my transfer
request in the morning.

Before you ask me how
my day was

or why I was out
so late last night,

I can't tell you.

Okay.

Can you tell me why
"obstetrician"

appeared in our calendar?

I put that in
the shared calendar?

Yeah.

Okay. Well...

we're having a baby.

Happy now?

Very.

But I know you don't feel ready.

I don't.

And the timing could not be
worse with Elijah back in play.

I know.

It's not ideal,

but we can handle it.

Of course we can.

Your vasectomy appointment's
on the 7th.

(chuckles)

-Got a minute?
-Sure.

(door closes)

(clears throat)

I've been keeping
something from you.

Lucy and I started dating
a few weeks ago.

(sighs)

I suspected as much.

Sir, we wouldn't have lied,

but we needed time
to figure out how we felt.

And since we're having this
talk, I assume it's serious.

It is.

But for it to be appropriate,

I need to move out
of her chain of command.

(clears throat)
Okay.

Unfortunately, there's only
one position open

that will do that.

I'll take it.

It's not a great job.

Doesn't matter. I'll take it.

(Lucy): So, I've been thinking,

Hollywood division
would be kind of ideal.

Well, it's not necessary.

I talked to Grey.

And you're looking at the new
Court Liaison Sergeant.

But that's a desk job.

Yeah. Out of your
chain of command.

You'll be bored
out of your mind.

That doesn't matter.

Look, you and I will get
to see each other every day,

and you won't have to travel
to some, I don't know,

far away station
where they're gonna make

you work the midnight shift
because you're a newbie.

-Tim, it's--
-It's done.

Okay? No sense
in arguing about it.

But we're so good at arguing.

I know.

But I'm hoping that we're good

at certain other things,
as well.

Oh?

(rhythmic music)

Want to find out right now?

Yeah.

(giggles)

(laughs)

(tense music)

(♪♪)