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(narrator): Previously
on The Rookie...

I tried to lock you up
but I failed.

(Elijah): So what,
you're giving up?

Mr. Evers, Charlie Bristow

from X-Ring Security.

I never run from a fight.

You won't even see it coming.

(Laura): Ms. Stevens,
we have a warrant
for your arrest.

-(Celina): My sister's murder.
-Celina.

I just want to see
if they've really

done everything they can
to find the guy.

There's no card,
but it's clearly
from Elijah Stone.

(banging on door)

Coming.

(Celina breathing shakily)

(Nolan): Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What's wrong?

I read my sister's case file.
My mom lied to me.

(Celina): The day
my sister was taken,

my mom had a headache

and we were being,
you know, just noisy kids.

So she sent us outside to play

while she went inside
to lie down.

We were out there
for about an hour or so

before I got distracted
and Blanca disappeared.

I was frantic, running around
the block looking for her.

And when I finally ran home,
my mom was coming up the street.

I thought she had just
come out of the house.

Which is what she told
responding officers.

But later she admitted
to the detective

that she had run out
to the store

and-and a friend she had
met there corroborated it.

A-A friend I've never
even heard of before.

(Nolan): Sounds innocent enough.

Maybe she just went
to grab some Advil

or something for dinner?

Well, then why lie about it?

(Bailey): I bet she was afraid
she'd get in trouble

for leaving
two young kids alone.

And then the worst happened.

(Celina): Why stick to the

"I was home the whole time"
version with me?

I wasn't gonna
rat her out to CPS.

(Nolan): Look, I am sure
there are a dozen
innocent explanations

for every untoward one
you're imagining.

Maybe.

If it wasn't my mom,

if it was just some random
witness lying to you,

what would you think?

I would think...

-"What else is she lying about?"
-(sighs)

(Monica): You'd think
I'd get tired of winning.

You know, I almost feel bad
beating you guys in court.
Again.

-No, you don't.
-(Monica): You're right.

I don't. What was the most
impressive part of my defence?

Gotta be when I pointed out

the recent changes
in the judge's handwriting

made it impossible
to know for sure

that those were
actually his words.

(Chris): Somehow you knew he had
early-onset dementia,

a condition that clearly
affected his handwriting.

Did I? Hmm,
maybe he shared that.

But the loss of
his mental faculties

certainly didn't help your case,

which is why you didn't
argue it in court.

It really doesn't bother you
that he's dead because of you?

There is no evidence
that Judge Rivas

died of anything other
than a heart attack.

And if I hear that you
or your office

is saying anything different,

I will sue you and the city
for defamation and win.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have a client's deposition
to get to.

(Sergeant Grey):
I'll keep it short.

This unholy team-up between
Elijah's organization
and Abril's

has had real-world effects
on our streets.

(Tim): Yeah, last night,
there was an incident
at a cookhouse in Vernon.

Seven dead inside
and a ten-year-old neighbour
caught a stray bullet.

The child is out of surgery,
but it's still touch-and-go.

We started a collection
in the break room

if you'd like to contribute.

We need to clamp down.

Let's start making their costs
of doing business untenable.

Hit up your C.I.s.

Word is, Elijah is
orchestrating a large buy.

We can't allow that to happen.
Alright, be safe out there.

(indistinct conversations)

Sir, you remember
I let Celina take a look

at her sister's case file.

And I told you
that could get tricky.

You did, and it is.

But she did manage to find
a discrepancy in the report

I think bears looking into.
Maybe speak with a witness.

(sighs)

Okay, just give
the cold-case detective

working the file a heads-up.

Yes, sir.

(Sergeant Grey):
And keep an eye on her.

Last thing we want
is her to compromise

her sister's
murder investigation.

Of course.

Hi. Uh, don't hate me.

What did you do?

No, you're supposed to say,
"I could never hate you."

(sighs) Fine.

I got mad at you
a few months back

after a Tim Test.

Which one?

The... Oh, weird.
I honestly don't remember.

But so, that's not important.
(inhales deeply)

What did you do?

I signed you up to be
a Make a Dream mentor,

and then I totally
forgot about it. I'm sorry.

For when?

Today. 12-year-old
cancer patient, Jordy Yates,

is on his way right now.

-(groans)
-What?

Come--It's a good thing.

Lifting up a sick kid
who's having a really hard time.

What could you possibly
be doing with your day

that would be more
important than that?

-Nice job boxing me in.
-Thank you.

(Tim): Where are you going?

I got to go on patrol.

No, no, you and I
are gonna be entertaining

our Make a Dream kid together.

-(sighs)
-(Tim): No.

What else could you possibly

do with your day
that's more important?

Right. Yep. I should have
seen that coming.

(Nolan): Hey, there.

We are not going on
patrol this morning.

There's someone
coming to the station

that we need to talk to.

You got my mother to
leave the house?

No, and you will not be
the first person

to ask her about these--

-Lies.
-Discrepancies.

She needs to be questioned
by the detective working
the case, okay?

It's important
she's not prepared

the first time she's confronted
with this on record.

I know you already know this.

I do. So, who are we talking to?

The mystery man she says
she ran into at the store,
Edwin Guzman.

That's great. I-I already have,
uh, a list of questions.

Um, "How did you know my mom?

Were you having an affair?
Did you lie for her?

Do you know why my mom
lied to me for my entire life?"

(Nolan): Okay, whoa, whoa.

I think it's important
that I be the one

doing the questioning.

But I can be there?

Yes, as a fly on the wall.

-Thank you.
-Let's go.

(elevator bell dings)

(Lucy): Hi, Mr. Yates.

I'm Lucy Chen.
This is Sergeant Tim Bradford.

(Mr. Yates): Thank you so much
for doing this.

This is my son, Jordy. Say hi.

-Hi.
-(Lucy): Hi.

Hi. Hear you wanna be a cop.

-(chuckles)
Yeah.

Okay, well, you're gonna be
hanging with us today.

So, I just, I come back
to pick him up at 3:00?

-Yeah.
-We'll take good care of him.

(Mr. Yates): Alright, be good.

Alright, buddy? I'll be back.

Alright, Jordy,
so I'm thinking processing.

You want to take
your fingerprints,

get a mug shot taken?

I guess.

Okay.

Okay, remember, I will be
talking to Mr. Guzman.

You will not be talking
to Mr. Guzman.

Absolutely.

Hello, sir. Thank you
very much for coming in.

This shouldn't take too long.

We just have a couple
of questions for you.

Hi. I'm Celina Juarez.
I think you knew my mother?

Celina, I haven't seen you since
I saw you and your sister...

You've grown up.

I have.

W-What's this about?

(Nolan): We understand
you were with Celina's mother

the day her sister was abducted.

-Yes, I was.
-She said she was home.

Did she lie to me,
or did she lie to the police?

(Nolan): Officer Juarez.

I don't know. Maybe,
maybe she just forgot.

You don't forget where you were
when your kid was taken.

(Nolan): Okay, Celina.

I need you to
find Officer Thorsen,

see if there's
anything he needs.

Why?

Because I'm telling you.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Guzman, please.

(door closes)

Just a second.

(door closes)

(Nolan sighs)

So, what were you and Mrs.
Juarez doing that afternoon?

I told the cops back then.
Wouldn't this be in a file?

(Nolan): Oh, yeah. You ran into
each other at the corner store.

She was out getting milk.

Mr. Guzman, I highly recommend
you take this opportunity
to tell me the truth.

Lying once to the police

during a child murder
investigation is one thing.

But to do it again...

Okay, I-I didn't want
Karla to get into trouble.

You know, she was
going through so much.

And I-I thought,
if I told the cops,

that she might lose Celina, too.

So, were the two of you
even together that day?

Yes.

But not at the store.

Celina's mom had been in a car
accident a couple months prior,

around the same time that
I-I screwed up my back at work.

And our doctors
prescribed opioids.

I mean, they didn't
know about them then.

You got addicted?

Yeah, and, uh, the doctors
cut us off, and...

(inhales deeply)
...we found our own dealer.

We were both
in a real bad place.

That's what Celina's mother

was doing out of the house
that morning.

She was scoring.

With me.

After Blanca was taken...
(sighs)

...Karla never took
another pill.

I mean, she quit cold turkey
because of guilt and grief.

I should have told
the cops the truth

but it wasn't relevant, right?

I mean, it had nothing to do
with the reason that--that
Blanca was taken.

Well, that'll be for
an investigator to decide.

And one will be in touch.

Mr. Guzman, I implore you
not to share this conversation
with Karla.

You really don't want to add
criminal conspiracy

to the list of possible
charges against you.

I won't.

And I actually haven't
spoken to her in years.

Look, um, can you tell Celina
how sorry I am?

And if you haven't
been through it,

I don't think you can understand
what opioids do to you.

I mean, we were lost
for a long time.

(sighs)
I know that we messed up.

I'll tell her.

(sighs)
Thank you.

(door opens)

Uh, Officer Gonzalez down there
can show you the way out.

What did he say?

I can't tell you just yet.

I have to get the detectives
involved first.

(Lucy): Okay, give me
your meanest face.

(camera shutter clicks)

(Tim): Okay. Now look miserable.
Nailed it. Perfect.

It doesn't exactly feel like
we're making dreams come true.

He looks like he hates us.

No, I don't think it's that.
I mean, maybe...

maybe he doesn't like
having his picture taken.

Maybe he doesn't feel well.
I mean, he does have cancer.

Okay. Let's move on.
What's next?

(Lucy): Okay. Oh, oh.

Where did he go? Jordy?

(sighs)

(bag zips)

(keys jingle)

(dramatic music)

(Monica gasps)
Oh!

(breathing heavily)

(Elijah): Hello, Counselor.

No pressure.

But if you can't convince me
why I should let you live...

I'm gonna feed you
into the wood chipper.

(mechanical whirring)

-This is so shortsighted.
-How so?

I have been nothing
but loyal to you.

I'm the reason you're free
in the first place.

The FBI raided my office.

They have documents related to
my business because of you.

Your legitimate business.
There was nothing incriminating.

You're talking to me
like I don't know
what the hell I'm doing.

And I'm trying really hard
to not be insulted.

I mean, how do I know if
I can ever trust you again?

(Monica): Because
when I was in that cell,

I didn't fold and call
my friendly prosecutor

to get a deal
like I could have! No!

I dug in and got right to work
on the case, on the facts.

And I got their evidence
thrown out!

Because that's my weapon,
the law.

I mean, there are plenty
of morally flexible lawyers
in this town.

None of them are half
the lawyer I am.

And I can guarantee you,
none of them

hate the LAPD and the D.A.
as much as I do right now.

You're gonna want to tap into
that desire for vengeance.

That same desire you have
for Lopez and Wesley.

(gun cocks)

(chuckles)

(tense music)

(sniffs)

(whirring intensifies)

(metal clicking)
(whirring fades)

(grunts)

(chuckles)

So... what do you have in mind?

Use me to get inside
their investigation into you.

It's gonna cost you a little bit
of money and some players,

but it'll be worth it
in the long run.

(birds chirping)

Okay. I'm interested.
What's the first step?

You're gonna need to hit me.

(elevator bell dings)

(indistinct conversations)

(gasping)

(Wesley): Two-time felon
looking at 20-plus years,

yeah, I think we can get him to,
uh, agree to a plea.

-(Chris): You think?
-(chuckles)

-(clears throat)
-Are you okay?

(Wesley): What happened?

You were right.
I'm in over my head.

Elijah just made me
beg for my life,

and I'm gonna make him
pay for it.

(Lucy): I can't wait to tell
the Make a Dream people

we lost the kid.

We didn't lose him.
We misplaced him.

No, Tim, he has cancer,
and we lost him.

He's probably
raiding the snacks.

How can you be so calm?
What if this was your kid?

You and I both know that 99%
of the time the missing kid

is playing hide-and-seek
and fell asleep under the bed.

You know what?
If we ever lose our kids,

I'm gonna need you to take this
a lot more seriously.

Hold up, our kids would
know better than to pull
a stunt like this.

I mean, look,
we're doing great so far.

(Lucy): Oh, thank God.

Hey, I, uh, found this kid
wandering around.

He said he belongs to you?

Yeah, he's slippery.

So, uh, what were
you guys talking about?

Uh, he kept asking me what
my childhood pet's name was.

Okay, but why?

A report for school, about...

-Pets?
-Uh, yeah.

(Aaron): Alright, well,
let me know if you have
any further questions, okay?

(Tim): Alright, thanks.
What do you wanna do next?

-Uh...
-How about the kit room?

That's where we get
our war bags.

(sighs)
Okay.

Well, do you like dogs?

We have some cuties
in the K-9 unit.

Okay.
(sighs)

What kind of kid
doesn't like dogs?

-Tim.
-You know what? Sit down.

(Lucy): You know what?
What about the impound lot?

Nah, to hear my nephews tell it,

it's all about Pokémon
and, uh, manga

with, like, ghosts on a toilet,
and stuff like that.

I don't know.

Where'd he go?

Oh, no, you're kidding. No.

(Tim): This is ridiculous.

You see a little kid
come through here?

-Oh, no. Sorry.
-No?

Yeah, that'd be great,
thank you. Thank you very much.

-Hey, I need your advice.
-What's up?

I just started helping Celina
dig back into her sister's case.

That sounds dicey.

You have no idea.

I just interviewed a guy
who says that Celina's mother

left the girls home alone while
she went out to score drugs.

So her sister was kidnapped
while her mom was getting high.

Does Celina know?

No, no, not yet.

That opens up a whole new
world of suspects,

drug dealers, other addicts.

-Exactly what I was thinking.
-I'll talk to Carradine.

Have the file added
to my caseload.

Okay. Thank you very much.

If you'll testify
about what happened today,

we've got Elijah on kidnapping
and half a dozen other charges.

No, I'm not testifying
in open court.

Even if he's convicted,

he'll have me killed
from prison.

So, what good are you?

I know about his plans.

He's expanding,
creating new partnerships.

We know he teamed up
with Abril. What else?

Yeah, that's old news
at this point

but I can give you intel
on things you don't know about.

But it has to be intel you could
have gotten some other way.

I need to walk away
with full immunity

and Elijah believing
that I'm still loyal,

otherwise, there's no deal.

What does the D.A.'s office
feel about that?

She says she has valuable intel.
We'd love to see her prove it.

Elijah has money problems.
As in, he's got too much of it.

Millions in cash
that he's been stockpiling.

He's looking for a way
to launder it.

Oh, poor guy.

He's meeting with a money
launderer this afternoon.

I know where and when.

If this is a trap, you are done.

You're going to prison
for a very long time.

The intel is good.

(Chris): Give us a minute.
We need to discuss this further.

(Monica): Look, I, um...

I need to know this won't
get back to Elijah.

Your co-operation
will be strictly guarded.

-(door closes)
-What do you think?

I think a scorpion just asked us
for a ride across the river.

(scoffs)

-(Chris): You heard her offer?
-Yeah.

You've known her the longest.

Do you think
she'll turn on Elijah?

Monica is only loyal to herself.

All I know for sure is,
he scared her.

And when she's scared,
she gets angry.

Well, if we're gonna
play this out,

we're gonna need Metro today.

-(cellphone ringing)
-(groans)

(sighs)
It's Grey.

Do you think that he knows
that we lost the kid twice?

Yes, sir.

So, I need you to come over
to the D.A.'s office

while Metro starts
their engines

on the op this afternoon.

Uh, yeah, o-okay.
I just, I can't break free
at the moment,

so I-I'll send Po and Harris,
and I'll fold in later.

Got it.

I really hope
you're enjoying your revenge

for that Tim Test.

I'm really not.
Come on, come on.

(sighs)

(tense music)

(mechanical whirring)

-(cellphone chimes)
-(sighs)

You texting Elijah?

He's texting me.

A-And if I don't respond,
he'll get suspicious.

Oh, so what are you gonna say?

"With the D.A. now.
They're buying every word."

Yeah. Hmm.

(outgoing message chime)

Am I lying?

Do they believe I'm here
to help take down Elijah?

Not fully.

-Do you?
-No.

Maybe.

If I've learned
anything about you,

it's that you're not a victim.

If Elijah really did
terrorize you this morning, um,

I don't imagine
you'd roll over and take it.

-Hey.
-Hey.

I guess they do believe you.

(Sergeant Grey): You're part of
a very small group that knows
she's cooperating.

So if this gets out,
we know who to look at.

I'll be dead, but at least
we'll know who to blame.

It won't get out.

According to Monica,

Elijah's been looking
for new partners

to help him launder
his extra money

and he's found one,
Angels Check Cashing.

Alright, what are we looking at?

Elijah's done his due diligence.
He's ready to finalize the deal.

He will be there today
with at least 2 million.

He will be armed.
So will his guys.

How many guys?

Usually two bodyguards,
at least.

They carry handguns
and keep automatic weapons

in the spare-tire compartment.

Alright, anyone makes a move
for the SUV, we drop them.

(Sergeant Grey): This is
our ops plan with an overview
of how today will go.

It also has everyone's
numbers listed.

(scoffs)

(Harper): Asterisks are next to
those who will be present.

Make sure you study it.
Any questions?

(cellphone ringing)

It's... It's not Elijah.

But I do have a meeting
to get to if I'm gonna
keep up appearances.

-Okay, let's mobilize.
-Good luck.

(camera shutter clicks)

(Harper): Keep that phone close.
We will be reaching out.

You better hope
this goes smoothly.

I've learned better
than to put my trust

in the competency of the LAPD.

Maybe you'll surprise me.

(tense music)

There you are.

Hey, what did Lopez say?

That she will investigate
this new angle.

Nothing may come of this,
but rest assured,

she'll do everything she can.

Thank you. I mean,
this is more hope

than I've had in a long time.

There's more.
It's about your mother.

Guzman told you
what they were doing?

Were they having an affair?

-No.
-What then?

Look, whatever you tell me
can't be worse

than the scenarios
I've created in my head.

It seems your mother
hurt her back a while ago.

I remember. I used to have to
pick things up for her.

Your mother became addicted
to the painkillers

that the doctor
prescribed for her,

and then he cut her off.

On the day your sister
was abducted,

your mother was buying drugs.

No.

No, that, that's not right.

(Nolan): I'm afraid it is.

And it explains why she lied
to the police and to you.

She was ashamed.

So she...

She--she told us to,

to play outside to,
to get rid of us, to...

to keep us busy
so she could score?

Your mother was an addict.
She wasn't thinking clearly.

She was supposed to
keep us safe,

and she wasn't even there.

All these years, I mean,

do you have any idea
how much I've blamed myself?

Hey, you were just a kid.
It wasn't your fault.

I know. It was hers.

Are you buying this whole
Monica reinvention?

If someone I work for tried
to put me in a wood chipper,
I'd flip on 'em.

If someone tried to
put you in a wood chipper,

they'd be in the wood chipper.

-True.
-(chuckles)

(tires screeching)

(Harper): Is that Elijah?

It looks like his SUV.

Yeah, it also looks like
every other SUV.

Did anyone get a positive
ID on Elijah?

(Sergeant Grey): Negative.

What do you think?
Hit it or hold?

Look, I know
you really want Elijah,

but we can't be sure
that he's inside.

That's not important right now.

We have intel that a crime is
being committed at this address.

That's what we should focus on.

Alright, we're green and go.

(intense music)

(tires screeching)

(Harper): Police.
Put the bags down.

Let me see your hands.
Line up, hands on the counter.

Where's Elijah?

-Who?
-You know who.

(Lopez): Lotta money here.
Two, two and a half maybe.

Possessing money isn't a crime.

Yeah, but carrying a loaded
firearm under your clothes

without a
concealed carry permit is.

But I'm sure you have
one of those, don't you?

Search the SUV, too.

-Hope you have a good lawyer.
-Don't worry about me, shorty.

Just worry about yourself.

You did not just threaten
my partner. Move.

-(whirring)
-(engine revving)

(tires screeching)

Get in.

(dog barking in distance)

They raided the place,
got Wyatt and the $2 million.

This better be worth it.

I told you, if we didn't
sacrifice an important piece,

they'd know it was a setup.

But if you're feeling sad,

I can just keep all of these
police phone numbers to myself.

Or maybe I can put us
on a group thread,

maybe share some fun memes.

I got you what you asked for.
Now it's your turn.

(chuckles)

You're safe...

...for now.

(cellphone chimes)

(sighs)

Okay. Well, this will
make tonight's meeting
a lot more secure.

We can track every member
of Metro through their phones.

Make sure they're
nowhere near us.

Elijah, I told you,

a meeting right now
is not a good idea.

The LAPD is all over you.
Postpone a week, at the least.

If I reschedule,
Abril is gonna wonder why.

You want to tell
our new business partner

the police are all over us?

(cellphone chimes)

It's the cops.

(Harper): I cannot
wait to hear the story
you're about to sell.

What, did Elijah
have a tummy ache?

Or maybe he was just at home
watching his stories?

I don't know
why he wasn't there.

Elijah doesn't explain
himself to me.

But he was pissed that
you took Wyatt off the board

and confiscated
a couple million.

If you can't use
the bust to build a case
against Mr. Stone,

perhaps the LAPD should
reconsider your qualifications

-...as a detective.
-(Elijah chuckles)

Man, I love
your fighting spirit,

but you are not gonna steamroll
your way through this.

We need intel that leads us
directly to Elijah.

If we don't get that,
you don't get your immunity.

We knew she might
have been playing us,

that she was after something.

But it couldn't just be
about getting the ops plan

like we suspected.

There's got to be
a bigger game at play here.

Or at least Elijah sacrificed
Wyatt and a large sum of money

to get what he was after.

Two million dollars
is a cheap price to pay

to be able to track
our movements.

And Wyatt has already
called for a lawyer,

so we're not gonna
get anything from him.

Alright, well,
then all we can do

is wait for Elijah's next move.

-(Tim): The hell are you doing?
-Nothing.

Really? Because it looks like
you're Googling

"how to delete traffic tickets".

You know you can't do that
from these computers.

Traffic citations are managed in
a completely different office.

Which is a good thing,

because accessing or altering
a police computer is a crime.

I'm sorry.

My dad said we couldn't
afford all the fines, and...

Uh, your dad put you up to this?

-Okay, do you even have cancer?
-Tim.

Yeah, that part's true.

Okay, but you lied about
wanting to be a cop?

Of course. Cops are wack.

I wanted to be on the sidelines
for a Rams game,

but he said if
I could figure out

a way to get rid of his tickets,
he'd buy me an e-bike.

(scoffs)
That's why you were asking

about old pet names
for potential passwords.

That's clever.

Okay, so, if you have to
Google your crime,

you're clearly not a hacker.
How'd you get into our system?

Found this.

(Lucy): Really?

Did he have to write that down
to remember it?

What's this about?
Where's Jordy?

He's down the hall. He's fine.

Why am I in here?

My kid's sick, and you're
treating me like a criminal.

You are a criminal, Mr. Yates.
And you made your son one, too.

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

You forced him to choose
a police station
for his Make a Dream

because you thought
he could get in

and expunge your record.

We could charge Jordy
for unauthorized computer access

and attempted burglary.

You can't do that.
He didn't know. He's got cancer.

Nobody wants to charge Jordy.
You, on the other hand...

-It's just a couple of tickets.
-It's 37.

And you used a minor
in the commission of a crime.

Do you understand that
that is a felony?

His medical costs
are killing us.

And if I didn't get those
tickets taken care of,

it'd cost me my car
and my licence.

I know I messed up,
but I can't go to jail.

My family needs me.

Alright, you're not
going to jail, Mr. Yates.

You're going to
"Daddy and Me Traffic School."

There's an arcade.
Jordy will love it.

I don't know what to say.
(sniffles)

How can I make it up to you?

Be a better father to your son.

(elevator bell dings)

(indistinct conversations)

I have to be quick.

Elijah thinks I'm here
bailing out a client.

Why the urgency?

I just found out

there's going to be
a high-level meeting

at the Van Nuys
airfield tonight.

-With who?
-Elijah didn't say.

But he was nervous about it.

My guess is that it's someone
connected to Abril.

-What time?
-9:00.

I'll text "the Pharmacy"
if I hear anything more.

Do that.

You buying any of this?

I'm buying there's a meeting,
but not at the airfield.

Alright, we need to figure out
where, and fast.

I'll call Garza, see if anyone
on the federal level

knows about Abril's movements.

Alright, everyone, quiet down.
Bring it in.

(Sergeant Grey): So, we got
intel a little while ago

that Elijah Stone
has a high-level meeting

scheduled for tonight
at Van Nuys airfield.

Metro has four units en route
to that location as we speak.

(sirens wailing)

(Elijah): Talk to me.

LAPD took the bait.

Metro cops just blew by me
on their way to the airfield.

Good, tracking a dozen
cellphones in those vehicles.

By the time they figure out
it's a wild goose chase,

it'll all be over.

Now, thanks to six
night-shift officers

and a dozen burner phones,

Elijah believes that the LAPD
will be chasing shadows
down at the airfield.

Now, the real target
is Elijah's associate, Daylin.

Feds tracked her entering
the country two hours ago.

We got eyes on her.

She's gonna lead us to
that exact meet-up location.

So let's mount up and get 'em.

(tense rhythmic music)

Daylin just pulled in.
Still no sign of Elijah.

Yeah. Good.

Get our truck rolling.
Daylin just landed.

We're one minute out.

-(cellphone buzzes)
-Monica just texted.

"Meet moved to Port of L.A. East
Container Yard. Happening now."

She either grew a conscience
or she's covering her ass.

I'm gonna go with B.

If we weren't here already,
we'd be screwed.

-(radio beeps)
-(Tim): Heads up.

Black SUV and box truck
entering the container yard.

It's gotta be Elijah.

After earlier,
I'll believe it when I see it.

(tires screeching)

(ominous music)

Elijah is here,
and so is Monica.

Buenas noches.

It is, indeed.

So, shall we show each other
something sexy?

Yes, please.

500 pounds of premium cut.

Eight million in cold,
hard cash,

plus an extra two as your fee
to wash the money for me.

Pleasure doing
business with you.

Two trucks, drugs, and money.

-(radio beeps)
-We have eyes on the exchange.

Tim, you ready to move in?

(Tim): Negative. East team's
radios just went out.

Working on getting them back.

We can't wait.
Roll everyone you can.

(music intensifies)

(indistinct conversation)

Police! Get on the ground!

-(glass shattering)
-(yelling)

-(grunts)
-(gasps)

(tires screeching)

(sirens wailing)

(Allostatic Age by DMTV playing)

(distant train whistle)

(footsteps approaching)

(screaming)

(intense music)

(both grunting with effort)

(breathing heavily)

-Good night.
-(gun cocks)

(gunshot)

Get on the ground! Do it now!

(breathing heavily)

Did you miss,
or do that on purpose?

On the ground now!

Yeah, you probably missed.
But now you can't shoot me.

Get down! Last warning.

Or what?

How's that gonna look?

You just happen to be
the one to shoot me?

No body cameras, no witnesses?

You can't pull
the trigger now, Angela.

We have too much history.

Stay where you are.
Do not come any closer.

I will shoot you.

"Breaking news,
LAPD Detective Angela Lopez
was arrested today

for the revenge killing
of Elijah Stone."

No one will believe that.

"An LAPD spokesperson confirmed
Elijah Stone was unarmed

when he was murdered
by Detective Lopez."

Come on.

You sat in my kitchen,
threatened to fight me in
the street with a claw hammer.

I'm saying, let's go!

(Elijah breathing heavily)

Unless you're all mouth.

Good. But know this.

I'm gonna punch you in that baby
as many times as I can.

Ugh!

That's the only one
you're gonna land.

(grunting)

(breathing heavily)

Here, you hook him up.
You deserve it.

Thanks.

(groaning)

-(cellphone chimes)
-(handcuffs click)

When you find out
what I've done,

you're gonna wish
you had killed me.

What the hell
are you talking about?

You'll find out.

What have you done?

Where? On our way where?

(music intensifies)

(knocking on door)

No, I'll get it.

(dog barking in distance)

(grunting)

(objects clattering)

Move, move, move!

-Hey!
-(glass shatters)

(knife unsheathes)

(grunting)

Down!

(groaning)

(handcuffs click)

(whirring)

Oh, Celina, I saw
the officer at my door

and I imagined the worst.

I'm fine.

(breathing shakily)
What's happening?

You know I can't be outside.

I can't deal with
the noise and the lights.

Mami, stop. Breathe. Okay.

We'll get you home
as soon as possible.

(Karla): Okay.

But first, they're gonna
ask you questions

about Blanca's case.

Why? Did they find something?
Do they know who did it?

No. But they want to know
where you were when it happened.

I was, I was lying down.
I had a headache.

W-We went over this
so many times.

No, Mami. No more lies.
I know about the drugs.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

I stopped that day, I swear.

You lied to me my whole life.

I know.

(soft music)

How could I tell you the truth?

That I abandoned you?

That it was my fault
that she got taken?

You'd hate me.
I can't handle that.

The detectives are waiting.

(exhales sharply)

"Daddy and Me Traffic School"
sounds fun.

Yeah. The kid gets
five dollars in tokens, too.

It was a really
nice gesture, Tim.

Look, I wanted to throw
that guy in jail

for putting his son
in that position.

-But?
-You're a good influence.

You're gonna make a really
great dad one of these days.

I'm gonna have to,
you keep losing our kids
everywhere you go.

Come on. Stop it.

-Sir, any news on Abril?
-Just spoke to Garza.

The Feds have everything
we got off Elijah's phone.

They were in regular contact,
so, with any luck,

they'll be able to pinpoint
the base of her operations.

Okay, with Elijah in jail,

all the drug dealers
he had under his thumb

are gonna be climbing
for his crown.

It's whack-a-mole,
narco edition.

Yeah, but for now,
we can enjoy the win.

Tomorrow we'll worry
about all that.

(Harper): You're free to go.

(handcuffs click)

You know, that was a smart move,
texting us at the last minute.

Now we can't say
you weren't cooperating.

Elijah had me tied to his hip.

I warned you about the location
change as soon as I could.

That is exactly what
a smart lawyer would say.

And the classified operations
report I leaked to a drug lord?

Right. About that.

Um, I've written a report
that will stay in my computer

for up to five years.

I intend to keep this report
on my computer

but if your name
ever crosses my desk again,

you will be charged with
obstruction of justice,

conspiracy, wire fraud,
and burglary.

I can hold this over your head

until the statute
of limitations expires.

So, between now and 60 months
from now, assuming I don't die,

your ass belongs to me.

Oh, and we planted the report.

It was full of
false information.

All the phone numbers were fake.

Yeah.

So, you never really trusted me.

Are you surprised?

Impressed.
You're finally learning.

Maybe one day you will, too.

I have to say,

this whole thing
has been a, um,

learning experience for me.

I'm thinking about, uh...

Thinking about
turning over a new leaf.

I won't hold my breath.

(soft music)

-(sighs)
-How is Celina?

Oh, she hasn't said much.
I think she's still processing.

Is any of this gonna help
catch the guy?

It might. We're tracking Karla's
dealer and known associates.

It doesn't help that the whole
thing happened 15 years ago.

If any of them were involved,
they've had plenty of time

to destroy evidence
or get their story straight.

I can't imagine what a blow
this has been for Celina.

You know, just a week ago,

she and her mother
had a great relationship.

Packed with lies.

Yes, true.
But... they were close.

I hope they can get there again.

Me too.

(cellphone beeps)

(dialling)

I thought you should know,
the Feds have Elijah's phone.

It's only a matter of time
before they kick in your door.

Of course. And, Abril...

let me know if I can be
of any help.

(Wesley sighs)

I can't believe
it's finally over.

I know. I wanted to celebrate,

but the bullet holes
are a bit of a mood killer.

Ah, I don't know.
I think we should keep them.

It's a great
conversation starter.

So you could tell the story

of how you fought off
a hired hitman?

Exactly. Like, I'm working that
into every conversation

until the day I die.

(both chuckling)

That's fair.
It was very heroic.

How about we patch up
all but one?

Deal. And by "we" you mean...

-Nolan, obviously. Come on.
-Yeah.

You know, on the bright side,

no matter how bad
this place looks,

Elijah is somewhere far worse.

(buzzing)

(indistinct conversations)

(door closes)

(door buzzing)

Hey, neighbour.

I got a veritable
library over here.

What's your jam?

Science fiction, thriller,
romance?

You got any revenge stories?

Boy, do I.

(ominous music)

(rhythmic music)

Damn it.