All language subtitles for The Rookie_S05E18_Double Trouble.English (CC)

(narrator): Previously
on The Rookie...

You're back.

(interviewer):
Another crazy story,

how could I stay away?

This gonna take long?
Because, uh,

we got work to do.

(interviewer): I heard
you were happy with how

the last documentary came out.

Oh my god, it was so good.

And I got so many compliments.

(interviewer): Oh, that's great.
How about you?

Didn't see it.

(dog barks)

(Tim): We found four kilos
of black tar heroin inside.

What? Yo, that's crazy.

(Lucy): Um...
That is disturbing.

(giggling)

(Sava): Oh, what is
taking so long?

Do I look okay?

(Lisa): You look hot.

-Right?
-(chuckles)

God, I mean, this lip balm.

It's fire. Mm.

(Lisa): So, what are we
doing here?

(Sava): Girl, you know
what we're doing.

(Lisa): No.
For, like, posperiority.

(chuckles)
I think it's posterity.

(Lisa): Mm-mm.
That don't sound right, girl.

(Sava): Okay. So I'm waiting
for Jake to get out of prison.

(Lisa): Mm-hmm.

He just did six months
on a drug charge,

and I found out today
he's getting released early.

(Lisa): Ooh. For good behaviour?

Girl. Overcrowding.

(Sava screams)
Baby!

(Jake): Whoo-hoo-hoo!

(laughing)

-Mm!
-Mm.

-Baby. Oh, I missed you.
-Yeah. I missed you, too.

(Jake chuckles)
Yo, Lisa!

(Lisa screams)

(Jake laughs)
How are you doing?

-(Lisa): I'm good! How are you?
-Good.

(Sava): Alright. Alright.
What do you want to do first?

You know what
I want to do first.

No. After that.

You know, you said
you been thinking in prison.

Are we going straight or what?

-Nah. Screw that.
-(giggling)

-Let's be bad.
-Yes.

(grunting)

-You ready?
-(door opens)

-(Jake): Aah.
-Oh my god, sorry!

(Harper): Whoa, whoa, whoa!

(Smith): Drop the gun!

(dramatic music)

Get off me! Get off me!

This was an assassination.

-(Sava): Baby? Baby, look out!
-(horn honks)

-(Sava): Look out! Look out!
-(crashing)

(interviewer): Sergeant.

(Sergeant Grey):
Hey, good morning.

Good morning. How you been?

Fine. Uh, busy.
(chuckles)

(interviewer): Yeah?

Yeah. Um... I-I'm sorry.

I'm still a little unclear

what your documentary
is about this time.

I mean, what are the odds
that two cops would end up

arresting two criminals
who look just like them?

Small.

Infinitesimal.

And this is gonna be
a whole movie?

(interviewer): I hope so.

All I can do is start filming

and see where it takes me.

-(interviewer): Here she is.
-Hi.

(telephone rings)

God. I'm a little nervous.

(interviewer): Why?
You're an old pro at this point.

I-I know but, you know,
the other documentaries,

they weren't about me.
(chuckles)

You're not interviewing me
with Tim this time?

(interviewer): No,
I thought it would be valuable

to hear from you separately.

(sighing)
Okay.

(interviewer): So, how did you
first meet Jake Butler?

A case. My roommate, Tamara,

bought a car
at a police auction,

only to find drugs
hidden inside.

So we traced that back
to Jake and arrested him.

(interviewer): Which brings us
to the elephant in the room.

Right, yeah.
The whole look-a-like thing.

He really didn't look
that much like me.

(interviewer):
How can you say that?

You look almost identical.

Says you.

Says me. They could
have been twins.

Why do you think
they called him Dim?

-(interviewer): Wait. What?
-(chuckles)

(laughs)
Oh, yeah.

We nicknamed Tim's
doppelganger "Dim."

(interviewer): That's funny,
but also a little prejudicial,

don't you think?

In what way?

(interviewer): I mean,
the fact that you were

denigrating his intelligence
comes to mind.

I mean, if the shoe fits.

Look, when you have been doing
this job as long as I have,

it becomes very clear that
most criminals are, well, dim.

No comment.

Well, just 'cause
you're too nice.

I would say a good 70%
of the people we arrest

couldn't explain
how a revolving-door works.

Okay, maybe 30%.

Yeah. Anyway,
the job is super stressful,

and cops have
a dark sense of humour.

So a nickname was born.

(interviewer): Wait.
If you called Jake "Dim",

what did you call Sava?

Hello?!

-Juicy.
-Juicy.

(both): Juicy.

Juicy.
(laughing)

They called her Juicy.

(interviewer): They?

(sighs)
We did. We...

I... I really tried not to,
but it was a losing battle.

(interviewer): And then
you and Sergeant Bradford

went undercover as your
doppelgangers, Dim and Juicy.

Yes. So, Tim first,

and then I joined him on a UC
operation in Las Vegas

where we put some
very bad people behind bars.

(interviewer): And was it
around this time

that you and Tim
became intimate?

No, no.

We-We had to pretend
at intimacy

while we were undercover.

But Tim and I were both
in relationships at the time.

We didn't start dating
until after, you know,

when we were both single again.

(interviewer): I want to
dial in on that.

Do we have to? I...

(interviewer): The odds of you
and Tim coming face-to-face

with Dim and Juicy
are already astronomical,

but for both couples
to hook up...

Interview's over.
I need Chen. Hey.

(Lucy): Oh. What's wrong?

(Tim): Not here.

Uh, excuse me.

(interviewer): Yeah.

(whispering): Nolan
and Celina responded to

a missing-persons call.

It was Sava. Jake's missing.

What?

(tires screeching)

(Sava): Oh. Uh, my boyfriend,
Jake, he's missing.

I-I-I can't find him.
Hello?! Hello?!

(Nolan): Yeah, no, okay. Uh...

Just slow down.
Start at the beginning.

Tell us what happened.

(Sava): Okay.
Uh, we were in the study.

And he was getting a beer,
grabbing me my lobster salad,

and, um, he just disappeared.
I don't know where he went.

(interviewer): Back up.
What were Dim and Juicy doing

at a Beverly Hills mansion?

Have you seen
the movie Parasite?

After Dim got out of prison,

he and Juicy started targeting
rich people and celebrities,

getting hired
to work at their homes.

Handymen, chefs, nannies.

(interviewer): When you say
celebrities...

(both): Lance Bass.

I hired those two
to take care of my house.

-(woman): Is that Lance Bass?
-Well, Jake first.

Hey, guys!

But then my sensualist quit,
and, uh, Jake recommended Sava.

(interviewer): I'm sorry.
What's a sensualist?

They optimize the pleasurability
of your surroundings.

Every element from the tactile
to the olfactory.

I have an incredibly
stressful job,

so I want every aspect

of my home experience
to be euphoric.

Oh.

More colourful. An alien
would never dance like that.

Mm, uh... The mac and cheese.

Sorry about that.

(interviewer): No problem.

So what happened
after you hired them?

-I fired them.
-(interviewer): Why?

During the three days
they worked for me,

they had sex on
every surface of my house.

(interviewer):
By "every", you mean...

Every even vaguely flat surface.

Floors, beds, couches, dressers,
counters, the diving board.

Even inside the dog crate.

It was only after Dim and Juicy
were gone that he discovered

they'd also stolen
several expensive watches

and some jewelry.

(interviewer):
Were they arrested?

No. By the time
police questioned them,

the stolen property was gone,
likely pawned,

so there wasn't enough evidence
to press charges.

What we didn't know
at that point

was that Dim and Juicy
were already casing out
their next target.

The Baudelaires.

Oh, baby, this place is perfect.

Oh. No, it's on us.

Ooh. Right there. That's our in.

-(Leo grunting)
-(Jake): Listen to me.

You go back to that house,

I'll shoot you in the face!
You got it?

(groaning)

(engine revs)

Sent the guy packing.
Took his job.

Well, they caught a break
when Jake showed up
to work on day one

and discovered that
the Baudelaire family

had recently lost their nanny.

So Juicy slid right in.

(dog barking in distance)

(Lopez): What?

That's just a really
descriptive way

to put that.
(chuckles)

(interviewer): How long
did they work there

before Dim went missing?

Three weeks.

(interviewer):
And what can you tell me

about the Baudelaires?

They were made of money.

(Sava): And then
he just disappeared.

I-I don't know
what happened to him.

(Charles): Karen, why is there
a police car outside?

(Nolan): Karen?

(Sava): I'm sorry,
Mr. Baudelaire,

but, um, Skip is missing.

Uh, sorry. And by Skip,
you mean Jake?

Yes, yes. Uh, Skip and I,
you know,

we got pet names
for each other.

He calls me Sava.
I call him Jake. It's not...

(Nolan): That's not...

Okay. So hang on a second.
I just need...

First of all, your name is?

Charles Baudelaire.

(Nolan): And this is
your house?

(Charles): Yes.

(laughs)
I know, right?

Oh, Meredith, you have to
try this cleanse.

Like, I have dropped
an entire size.

And I have to get all
my clothes tailored now but--

Oh my god. The cops are here.
(gasps)

Look at this.

(Charles): And this is
my wife, Camille.

Karen says that Skip is missing.

(Camille gasps)
How awful.

God, did you hear that?

Apparently, now
our handyman is missing.

(Nolan): Okay. I need to
unpack all of this.

I think the fastest way to do it

would be to get
a statement from you first.

Officer Juarez, will you please
take the Baudelaires

-...into the living room?
-(Celina): Sure.

Sir, ma'am, do you mind?

(Charles): I'm super confused,
but okay.

(Camille): Okay, Meredith,
I have to go but, girl,

you have to try this cleanse.
I'm serious.

This is why it took so
long to call you guys.

(Nolan): Because you're doing
something illegal.

No, no. Jake and I,
we have gone straight.

I am working here as a nanny.
And he is a handyman.

(Nolan): Like I said,
a lot to unpack.

Let's stay on track.
You said Jake disappeared?

Mm-hmm.

-Babe.
-Hey!

(hip-hop music)

(Jake): Hey, what time
they back?

Like 3:00?

(Jake): 3:00. Remind me
to clear that security footage,
alright?

We don't want another mishap

like that last
Halloween situation.

(Sava): Yeah. That's true.

(Jake): Oh! I'm-a get me
another beer. You want anything?

(Sava): Yeah. Can you see if
they got that lobster salad?

-Lobster salad?
-Yeah.

Yeah, I'll get you
lobster salad.

-Lobster salad!
-All day.

-Lobster salad life.
-Ooh! You love it.

(Sava): Lobster sa---

Okay, so Dim walked into
the hallway at 2:03 p.m.

But there are no cameras
in that hallway.

Right. He walked out
of this shot at 2:03.

(beeps)

And never emerged
from the hallway.

We have hours more footage
of those two rooms,

but Dim never reappears.

(interviewer): That's unusual,
to say the least.

Do you have a theory
on what happened?

No, but Juicy sure did.

Okay. Alien abduction.

Oh, yeah.
Later, she added, uh,

"portal to another dimension".

But she didn't
appreciate your suggestion.

Spontaneous combustion.

(interviewer): Oh.
Like the drummers in Spinal Tap.

Thank you for getting
the reference.

So we opened up
an investigation.

Most likely the explanation

is just that there was a glitch
in the security system.

(interviewer): Right.
But why wouldn't he tell
Juicy where he was going?

Relationships are complicated.

Every couple has their secrets,
you know?

No matter how strong
their moral compasses may be.

Mm.

Which is something Jake
and Sava clearly didn't have.

Do Tim and I keep secrets
from each other?

I mean, nothing big.

I-I feel that honesty

is the most important thing
in a relationship.

I'm literally sitting
in this office

because of a secret she kept.

Despite everything,
it really did seem like

Dim and Juicy loved each other.

Which made what happened
next so tragic.

7-Lincoln-7. Code 6
at 911 call location.

Any clarity on the
smell they reported?

(Dispatch): That's a negative,
7-Lincoln-7.

(Aaron): I mean, it's an alley
in L.A. They all smell.

It'd be a miracle
if it didn't.

(coughs)
(sniffs)

(tense music)

(melancholic music)

7-Lincoln-7. Send an R.A.
to my location,

and alert Sergeant Grey.

I just found a body, and
it's Sergeant Tim Bradford.

What?

Give me that. No, it's not.
I'm at the station.

I-It was Dim, obviously.

But, you know, in the moment,
I-I thought it was Tim.

And, um, you know, anybody
could have made that mistake.

He's not wrong.
They looked so much alike.

My mind broke a little
when I saw Dim's body.

(interviewer): Why were
you there?

We responded to Aaron's call
for an ambulance,

but there was
nothing we could do.

Dim was, way dead.

Yeah. Rigour mortis
had come and gone,

blowfly eggs had been laid,

but hair slippage
hadn't started yet,

which placed the time of death
approximately 30 hours

before Aaron found the body.

So around 6:00 p.m.
the day of Jake's disappearance.

(interviewer): Did it
bother you, seeing his body?

What do you mean?

(interviewer): To see a version
of yourself dead in a dumpster,

no matter how much
you protest that you don't
see the resemblance,

I mean, it had to
be a little disconcerting.

Yeah, a little, I guess.

I have nightmares.

(interviewer):
Do you think Tim does?

No. You know,
he's been doing the job

a lot longer than I have,
so his walls are pretty high.

But, you know, they have to be.

Otherwise, the constant violence
would just consume you.

(interviewer): Sounds like
a part of you is envious

that he can divorce himself
from feeling a lot more easily.

No, I... Listen.

Empathy can be painful,

but the alternative,
at least for me, is unthinkable.

I do this job to help people.

You know, I have to
feel for them.

(interviewer): Do the walls
make it hard

to be in a relationship
with Tim?

No.

But that's because I know,
behind those walls,

he's just a big softy.

Do I look like a big softy?

(interviewer): No, sir.

So, Officer Thorsen
found the body.

Dim disappeared from
the mansion at 2:03 p.m.

and was killed four hours later.

So we had new mysteries
to solve.

How did Dim
get out of the house?

Where was he
for those missing four hours?

And how did he end up
shot dead in a dumpster?

Unfortunately, there were
no security cameras
around the alley,

so they had no idea
who dumped the body.

It was at this point
that Detective Lopez and I

were assigned
to the investigation.

(Harper): Miss Wu,
thank you for coming in.

(Sava): Yeah, sure.

What's with all the cameras?

They're filming a documentary.

I would love to interview you
at some point.

(Lopez): Don't worry about them.
Let's go talk.

(Harper): Uh, you want a water,
coffee, anything?

(Sava): No, thank you.

(Lopez): Okay, this way.

(interviewer): Go, go.
Get ahead of them.

Did you guys find anything?

(Harper): Uh, we're following up
on a couple of leads,

but, uh, we need your help to
get some clarity on some things.

Do you mind if we record this?

No. Whatever you need.

How you holding up?

(sighs)
I mean, I'm not gonna lie.

You know, I'm struggling.
I still can't believe he's dead.

Look, we know you and Mr. Butler

were engaged in a host
of illegal activities,

but we're not focused
on that right now.

Yeah. All we care about
is catching the person
who killed him.

So if you are holding back
because you're afraid

that you are gonna
get in trouble, stop.

You need to come clean.

(knocking)

Hey, sorry to intrude.
Uh, you got a second?

Uh, yeah. Excuse us.

-What's up?
-They found another body.

(tense music)

(Sergeant Grey): In the days
following Dim's disappearance,

officers were searching
the property, looking for him.

In the confusion
after finding Dim's body,

the call to stop
the search wasn't made.

(interviewer): Whose body
did they find?

-Holy (bleep).
-(sighing)

It's the Baudelaires' nanny,
Holland Po.

What, I thought
she was out of the picture

before Sava and Jake showed up.

Maybe they popped her
before Dim beat up the handyman.

Well, the nanny's
been dead over a month.

The handyman got beat up
three weeks ago.

Why kill her and then wait
to strong arm him?

Let's go ask her.

(Lopez): Tell me about
Holland Po.

Who's that?

The Baudelaires' nanny
before you.

Oh. I mean, I-I never met her.

She was gone before we even
knew about the Baudelaires.

(Harper): Can you prove that?

Turns out she could, yeah.

Dim and Juicy were actually
on vacation in the Caribbean

at the time of
the nanny's murder.

Paid for by the sale
of a property

they stole from Lance Bass.

Which turned our attention
to the most obvious suspects,

-The Bau--
-The Baudelaires.

Baudelaires...

Sorry. No, you can say it.

They'll just cut around me.

I was building it up.
You kind of jumped in there.

-That's alright.
-Sorry.

(dog barking in distance)

(Charles): It's uncanny.

It's freaky is what it is.
You look like twins.

Okay, let's get
back on track here.

You say that Holland did not
show up for work that Tuesday.

And you never heard from her?

That's right.
No call, no text, no e-mail,

no Snapchat, no ClipTalk--

We get it.

And you were never aware
that she went missing?

No. We were paying her
under the table,

so I guess no one
knew to contact us.

Should we have our lawyer here?

That's up to you. But then
it becomes a whole thing.

Yeah. Right now, we are just
trying to get some clarity.

It can't be a coincidence

that two people that work
for you showed up murdered.

You're looking at
the wrong people.

I mean, we were scammed by
Karen and Skip, Jake and Sava.

Whatever their real names are.
We are the real victims here.

Of course. But without
another suspect,

you can see why
we are talking to you.

Jesse.

Who's Jesse?

(Harper): So, Mr. Long,

you worked for the Baudelaires
as a contractor

for three years.

That's right.

(Lopez): What exactly
did you do for them?

I'm sorry. I can't say.

I signed an NDA.
I don't want to get sued.

Getting sued is the least
of your problems right now.

Let's just say that
I handled everything

from repairs
to new construction.

What can you tell me
about Holland Po?

What do you want to know?

I mean, she worked as a nanny

while I did some repairs
on the house. Nice girl.

(Lopez): Did you two get along?

Yeah. I mean,
I didn't see her much.

You know, you stopped
working for the Baudelaires

less than a week
after she disappeared.

Got a better gig.

We found Holland's body hidden
in the greenhouse yesterday.

That's horrible.

Before that, we found
the handyman, murdered.

Leo?

No, Jake. Um... Skip.

I don't know who that is.

Look, I'm gonna put
our cards on the table.

We got a warrant for Holland's
cellphone records.

We have dozens of texts
from you, harassing her,
threatening her.

(Harper): And the M.E. found
your DNA under her fingernails.

We are gonna arrest you
for murder.

I'm so sorry.

I didn't, I didn't, uh...

I didn't mean to kill her.
It just...

It all got out of hand.

-I understand.
-(sniffles)

But the best way to honour
her memory is to come clean.

Tell us everything
that happened.

Okay.

Including what you did to Jake.

I told you,
I don't know that guy.

I swear. You said
he was murdered?

Yes, after he vanished
into thin air

at the Baudelaires' mansion.

Did you check the...

(Harper): Check the what?

(Tim): Hey, guys. Wait. Hold up.

(Sergeant Grey):
What do you got?

(door creaking)

(suspenseful music)

Let's check it out.

Be careful.

(sighs)

Hey, stay back.

(Lopez): Weird tunnel.

(Lucy): Whoa.

(Tim): What is this?

It's dusty.
(clears throat)

(Harper): Oof.
(coughs)

(Lopez): What is it?

(Lucy): No way.

(Tim): Grey.

(Lucy laughs)

What is it?

You gotta be kidding me.

(Lopez): Oh my god.
It looks just like you.

-It's called The Lost Emperor.
-(classical music)

Ferdinand had it for a while,

but it went missing
after World War I.

Rumour has it that Hitler
had it for a short stint,

but it got looted
from the Fuehrerbunker.

We believe it depicts
the Haitian Revolution's
Battle of the Vertières,

when the Haitian rebels defeated
the French in November 1803.

The painting is
one of the generals,

Gabart, Capois,

possibly even
the great liberator,

Jean-Jacques Dessalines.

Think George Washington.

They say certain traits
are genetic,

leadership, strength,
the ability to inspire people.

I'm not aware of
any connection between
Dessalines and my family,

but, uh, well...
I wouldn't be surprised.

Why are you smiling?

(interviewer): No reason.
I just...

Your reaction to the painting
has been pretty priceless.

(Sergeant Grey):
Go back to work.

(police radio chatter)

(Lucy): Harlequin's Head
by Picasso.

Stalin's Bible.
Charles Manson's jockstrap.

What is all this stuff?

Stolen art, uh, antiques,
and cursed curiosities.

All bought on the black market
by Charles and Camille.

Yeah. They were
all worth a fortune.

Which would explain
why they didn't tell us
about the hidden vault.

But the most valuable thing
we found in that moment...

(Harper): I got something.

...was the hatch.

(Lopez): And that's how Dim
got out of the house.

The ladder led up to
a hidden grate in the bushes.

And from there, it was
a clear path with no cameras

to get off the property.

But one question remained,

where did Dim go,
and who killed him?

Look alive, guys.
Here she comes.

-Thanks for meeting me.
-Of course.

And you're okay
with the cameras?

Oh god. I guess.

Um, I'm a little confused

as to why you're coming to me
and not the police.

(scoffs)
I don't trust them.

If I showed them this,

they would find some way
to use it against me.

I'm not so sure about that,
but I'm happy to take a look.

What exactly
are you gonna show me?

It's a video.

Two days before
Jake went missing, um...

somebody tried to kill us.

Okay.

(Sava): I love you, boo.

Love you, baby.

No, baby, you gotta
say it to the camera.

-But I'm driving, baby.
-Baby.

Alright. I'm sorry.
I love you, baby.

-(chuckling)
-(engine revving)

-(crashing)
-(horn honking)

(Jake): The hell was that?

(Sava): Oh, baby, watch out.
Watch out!

-(crashing)
-(screaming)

(horn honking)

-(breathing heavily)
-(tires screeching)

-Baby.
-Yeah?

-We gots to go.
-Okay.

-Baby, we gotta go now!
-Okay, okay, okay!

(Jake groans)

They didn't report it.
They just abandoned it.

Well, we tracked down
the abandoned car,

but the paint scrapings that
we took from the impact point

showed the most common brand
of automotive paint.

Which means we had added
another mystery to the case,

who was the driver?

But that question
took a back seat.

Oh, because the text came.

You have to show this
to the police.

(sirens wailing in distance)

(cellphone chimes)

Geez.

Stay with her.

A text was sent from an unknown
number to Dim and Juicy,

demanding the item
that had been promised.

And the text went on
to threaten violence

if Juicy didn't
turn the item over.

It seemed likely that whomever
sent that text killed Dim.

So it was time for me
to go undercover.

(dog barking)

(interviewer): You had no idea
what you were walking into.

That's working undercover.

(interviewer):
Doesn't that scare you,

walking in by yourself?

(Lucy): But I wasn't by myself.

-(radio beeps)
-UC is in play.

(tires screeching)

(Harper): Heads up.
This could be our guy.

(suspenseful music)

(camera shutter clicking)

-Do you have it?
-Nope.

(man sighs)
What do you mean, "no"?

Whatever you were
into with Jake,

he didn't share it with me.

I got no idea who you are
or what you want.

And now Jake is dead.

(camera shutter clicks)

That's not my problem.
I need what he promised...

or you're gonna learn
what battery acid tastes like.

Is that what you said to Jake
before you killed him?

Enough. You're coming with me.

Gun, move in.

(police radio chatter)

-Don't move.
-Copy that! Moving in!

-Get on the ground!
-Drop the gun!

Get on the ground right now!

-(tires screeching)
-Police! Don't move!

-Stay where you are!
-I got him on this side!

(indistinct shouting)

-Everybody freeze! Weapons down!
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

-(gun cocks)
-Drop your weapon!

-Multiple targets!
-Drop the gun!

-Whoa, whoa! Hey! LAPD!
-(guns cocking)

(Tim): Who the hell
are you guys?

CIA.

(interviewer): Thanks for
taking time to speak with me.

My pleasure.

The agency is committed to
transparency wherever possible.

(interviewer): Great.

So, what can you tell me
about Emir Sadik?

Nothing.

(interviewer): Come on.
It's common knowledge

that Mr. Sadik
is a Turkish national

who works for Meyer Balik,

an infamous international
arms dealer.

I'm not prepared
to speak on that.

(interviewer): Okay.
Can you explain the connection
to Jake Butler?

I'm not prepared
to speak on that.

(interviewer): How about
the mystery item

that Emir was
so intent on getting

from Mr. Butler and Ms. Wu?

I'm not prepared
to speak on that.

(interviewer): Then why did you
agree to the interview?

The agency is committed to
transparency wherever possible.

It turns out Dim
and that arms dealer...

-(interviewer): Meyer Balik?
-Yeah. That's the guy.

Dim and Meyer
were distant cousins.

I found out through a
back-channel source at the DOD

that the agency had been
surveilling Emir for months now,

while he and Meyer
were working on

a massive arms
deal for the Iranians.

But during the deal-making
process, Emir went to Barbados.

Where he met with Dim.

(interviewer): But not Juicy?

That's what she says.

(interviewer):
How you holding up?

(birds chirping)

I'm heartbroken.
I thought I knew him.

I thought he loved me.

To find out he had this
whole other life, I mean...

(chuckles)
I've been drunk the whole week.

(interviewer): So you had
no idea that the Baudelaires

weren't just a random target?

Jake just said
they were crazy rich

and that we'd be able to
party for a year

off of what we'd get
out of their house.

Well, what we now know

is that Emir pointed Jake
at the Baudelaires.

But it wasn't connected to
the Iranian arms deal

that the CIA
was so keen to stop.

It turns out,
among the stolen antiquities

in the Baudelaires' vault
was a very special rifle.

The miquelet, one of the
earliest and most sturdy
flintlocks ever made.

And the most famous miquelet

belonged to the Turkish sultan
Osman II, or Osman the Young.

-I-I like to read.
-You sure do.

(Bailey chuckles)

But history lesson aside,
as a proud Turk

and a professional
weapon aficionado,

Meyer Balik had been hunting for
the sultan's rifle for decades.

And somehow, he discovered
that the Baudelaires had it.

So he called up Cousin Jake

and set up a meeting
with Emir in Barbados.

-(indistinct conversations)
-(glasses clinking)

(birds chirping)

I was probably getting
a massage at the time

or a facial, or a seaweed wrap.

Or body scrub.
(chuckles)

I spent most of that trip
just getting pampered, you know?

Yeah, once we learned about
the rifle's existence,

we quickly found the crate
it had been stored in.

(camera shutter clicks)

(mysterious music)

But the rifle was gone,

which meant that
Dim had taken it

before he had snuck out
of the Baudelaires' house.

(interviewer): But he hadn't
delivered it to Emir.

No. Emir hadn't even
landed in the U.S.

by the time Dim was killed.

Which means Dim
took it somewhere else.

Yeah. Question was, where?

-To whom?
-Yeah. And what happened to it?

(interviewer): You were about
to find all that out, though,
weren't you?

Yes. In the most terrifying way.

-Drop the gun!
-(gunshot)

-(horn honking)
-Baby? Baby, look out! Look out!

(crashing)

-(Jake): Oh god!
-(horn honking)

(Lucy): With Emir out of
the picture as a suspect,

we went back to the car crash.

Somebody tried to run
Jake and Sava off the road

two days before Jake was killed.

If it wasn't Emir, who was it?

Well, we had previously
gotten warrants for
Jake's phone records,

but Sava told us that

Jake always carried
a burner phone with him,

and we didn't have that number.

(interviewer): Until
the incident with Emir.

Exactly.

Even though the CIA kept us
from interrogating Emir,

they did search
Emir's cellphone records

and came up with
an anonymous number

that we ultimately
tracked back to Dim.

Let's just say that there were
several text messages

sent to and from that phone
that were very... revealing.

(interviewer): What do you mean?

Jake was clearly
cheating on Sava,

and he was the Shakespeare
of sexting.

(chuckles)

(interviewer): Would you read
some of those texts for me?

(chuckles)
Yeah, uh, no. I can't.

I'm sorry. I can't say
any of this on camera.

My nana is gonna watch this.

Yeah, sorry.
(laughs)

(interviewer): Can you read
some of these texts to me?

Are you kidding me?
Put that away. No.

You couldn't get
Lucy to read them,

what makes you think
I'm gonna read 'em?

I'm serious.
I'm not reading them.

(interviewer): Okay.

Would you mind reading
some of these texts out loud?

Um...
(chuckles)

I can't say that.
I'm not saying that.

I have no idea
what that even means.

Let me just find some PG content
for you. Oh, here we go.

"Stop calling.
I told you it's over."

The breakup text. It was the,
uh, proverbial smoking gun.

The text that would
determine Dim's fate.

(interviewer):
And just for clarity,

who was Dim sending
these texts to?

Who was he having
an affair with?

Lisa... Miller. Lisa Miller.

That's Juicy's BFF.

(Lisa): So, what are
we doing here?

Girl, you know what we're doing.

(Lisa): No.
For, like, posperiority.

(chuckles)
I think it's posterity.

(Lisa): Mm-mm.
That don't sound right, girl.

(Sava): Okay. So I'm waiting
for Jake to get out of prison.

(Lisa): Mm-hmm.

He just did six months
on a drug charge,

and I found out today
he's getting released early.

(Lisa): Ooh. For good behaviour?

Girl. Overcrowding.

-(Lisa giggling)
-(door buzzing)

(Sava screams)
Baby!

(Jake): Whoo-hoo-hoo!

(laughing)

-Mm!
-Mm.

-Baby. Oh, I missed you.
-Yeah. I missed you, too.

(Jake chuckles)
Yo, Lisa!

(Lisa screams)

At that point, it all
started coming together.

Lisa couldn't handle
the fact that

Jake was breaking up with her,

so she tried to run them
off the road.

And when that failed,
she called up Jake,

begged for his forgiveness,
and asked him to meet her.

Yeah, when he showed up,

she shot him with
a .22-caliber pistol,

then dumped his body
in the dumpster.

So, we went to arrest her.

I think that's her.

(siren wailing)

(Nolan): Police!
Show me your hands!

(officer): Move in on her!
Move in!

-(Nolan): Whoa, drop the gun!
-(Celina): Down!

(officer): Shots fired!
Shots fired!

Whoa, whoa! Drop the gun!

-(Celina): John!
-(interviewer): Get in there.

(Celina): Officer down.
We need an R.A.

Flower and Lincoln.

John.

(Nolan groaning)

(sirens wailing)

(Nolan): I'm... Roll me back.
Roll me back.

(groaning)

Let me catch my breath.
I'm good.

The thing about old guns is that
they're very imprecise weapons,

and the muzzle velocity
was significantly less

than even the most modern,
smallest handgun.

Translation, there is no way
that the miquelet bullet

could have punched a hole
in Nolan's bulletproof vest.

He's just lucky she didn't
shoot him in the face.

Not getting shot in the face,
that's a daily goal.

Yeah, it's true.

The first thing he taught me
was don't get shot in the face.

All things considered, though,
I got very lucky. Yeah.

It could have been
so much worse.

Yeah, like it was for
Sergeant Grey.

He's probably not gonna
love that you said...

This painting captures
a moment in world history

where freedom won out
over oppression,

which is why its recovery
is so important.

It is my honour to present
The Lost Emperor.

(applause)

(screaming)

Climate change!

No!

(indistinct shouting)

How could you?!
You son of a (bleep)!

-Shame on you!
-(handcuffs clicking)

Shame on you!

(man): Let me go!
(groaning)

Get off me!
Polar bears are people, too!

This was an assassination.

I'm sorry. I need a minute.
I just...

(sighs)
(sniffles)

At least I still have this.

(knocking)

Sorry, Sergeant.
You're needed in the bullpen.

What the hell is this about?

(clears throat)

What do we have here?

Well, we all know how much
you love that painting.

Unfortunately,
it was completely destroyed.

So, we had another
painting made.

It reflects the way
that we see you.

With my shirt off?

(chuckles)
As a dragon slayer.

Um...

I love it. I love it.

(applause)

Well, uh, so Lisa was going to
prison for the murder of Jake

and the attempted
murder of Nolan.

But we were left
with the question

of what to do with Juicy.

At the end of the day,
it didn't make sense
to charge her.

We could prove
Dim's involvement,

but all we really had on
Juicy was conspiracy.

D.A.'s office debated
for a while, but ultimately,

we decided to cut her loose.

How did you feel about that?

On the whole, good.

Whatever her faults, Juicy...

Sava had suffered
a great tragedy,

betrayal, murder.

I'm hopeful that she'll take
this opportunity

to learn from the experience,
you know, to change.

Of course she said that.

Listen. People
never change, okay?

Sava is gonna end up in cuffs,
one way or another.

(Fortune Favors the Bold
by Joy Oladokun playing)

You make good money
doing documentaries?

(interviewer): I do okay.

You do better than okay.
I looked you up.

You're not the only
curious one around here.

Award-winning filmmaker.

Vacation home on
the Amalfi Coast. I mean...

-(woman): Karen!
-What?

(chuckles)
Uh, you gotta go.

(interviewer):
You're "Parasiting" again?

Girl's gotta eat.

Give him my number.
Give him my number.

You call me, okay?
Coming, Mrs. Hotchkins!

(interviewer): Does it
shake you at all,

the fact that your
doppelgangers' relationship

was so dysfunctional?

That's an unfair
characterization.

It wasn't dysfunctional.

I mean, Jake cheated
with Sava's best friend

after trying to cut her out
of a big-money deal.

(interviewer): Fair enough.

But that doesn't
change the question.

What are you implying?

That we might
suffer the same fate

because of a couple of people
who looked a tiny bit like us

that were misfits?

(interviewer): I think
it's a reasonable question.

You're working too hard.

Okay, I get it, alright?

You're invested
in a certain answer

because it makes for
a better documentary.

But we are not
Jake and Sava, okay?

I mean, they are criminals whose
lives were based on deceit.

Of course that duplicity
infected their relationship.

But... we are in
a very different place.

(Lucy): Mm-hmm.

(interviewer): And what
place is that?

If you don't know, then you
haven't been paying attention.

I mean...
(scoffs)

(interviewer): Okay, so a place
of honesty, respect, love.

Yeah. I mean,
those are good words.

(interviewer): But do those
qualities guarantee

that your relationship will
succeed where theirs failed?

-Well, you...
-Okay, you know what?

Of course not.

But at this moment,
I mean, Tim and I are in
a really beautiful place.

And that's all that matters.

Yeah. Look, the thing you learn
early on as police officers

is that your future
is never certain.

Yeah. Anything can happen
to anyone at any time.

Especially if they overstay
their welcome.

(interviewer): Uh-oh.
Oh, does that mean...

Yeah, yeah, we're done. Sorry.

-That's right.
-Sorry, guys.

Do you want to get sushi?

-Oh, that's perfect.
-Okay.

Listen. We're gonna
be back in an hour.

Place better be spotless.

(chuckles)
Oh, god.

(interviewer): Yes, sir.

-Thank you.
-(interviewer): Yeah. Thank you.

Okay. Let's pack it up.

You don't think he's really
mad at me, do you?

(rhythmic music)

Damn it.