All language subtitles for The Rookie_S05E22_Under Siege.English (CC)

(city hubbub)

(dog barking in distance)

(Celina): I'm just saying,

I never would've thought
to cast that spell.

(in a British accent):
Well, what can I say,

I'm a natural-born warlock.

And, look, if you tell
anybody I said that,

I'm gonna put a hex
on your wisdom save, okay?

Man, is it even worth

trying to get some sleep
before our shift?

No, look, trust a professional
party kid like me,

it's better
to just tough it out

than try to get a lame
hour and a half.

(clattering)
Whoa. What was that?

What was what?

Look, I love wandering around
in dark alleys

at 4:00 in the morning
like anyone else,

but if you go looking
for trouble, you find it, okay?

(shrieking in distance)

-I heard that.
-Should we call it in?

And what, get laughed at when
we find out

it's just a cat in heat?
No, thank you.

(sighs)

-Hmm?
-Yeah.

(suspenseful music)

(stairs creaking)

(creaking in distance)

You go over there.
I'll go over here.

Yeah. Okay.

(suspenseful music)

Psst. Hey.

(groans)

Aaron? Aaron?!

(groaning)

Whoa! Guys!

Put your gun down.
We are police officers.

-You do not want to do this.
-Celina, look out!

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

(clink echoes)

Remember this,
covered face, shroud of shame.

No escape
when you're to blame.

Cry me a river,
back to the start.

Dog deliver a live part.

-(dialing)
-911. What is your emergency?

Officer down. Officer down.
Officer d--

Aaron?

(dramatic music)

Aaron? Aaron? Aaron?

You should be asleep.

Well, I don't sleep so well
when you work the late shift.

-Right back at you.
-But I did need to turn

the corner on Simone's
garage conversion,

so it's for the best.

(radio): Engine-53, I have
a priority dispatch to a GSW.

Male victim, not conscious,
not breathing.

Off-duty officer involved.
I'll show you en route.

John, I got to go.
A cop's been shot.

Do you know who?
What division?

No. But I'll call when I can.

(siren wailing)

(cellphone vibrating)

Hello?

What happened?

(hubbub)

(sirens wailing)

-Over here.
-Celina, what happened?

They shot him.
I couldn't stop it.

It's not your fault.
It's not your fault.

GSW to the left shoulder.
I can't find an exit wound.

Tell St. Stephen's we have
a level-one GSW.

Large amount of blood
loss on the scene.

Prep a massive transfusion
protocol.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Don't move,
don't move, don't move.

Did you lose consciousness?

No, I don't think so.
Wait. Maybe I did.

Any numbness, tingling?

No. I'm fine. Just a little
dizzy. Help him.

We will, but I need you
to stay still.

(sirens wailing)

(Grey): Set a perimeter
to two blocks out.

I'm setting a command
post at Wilton and Third.

I need six additional units
for canvassing.

Notify crime scene
and the lieutenant.

(Celina): Sir, we got ambushed.

Three men in these crazy masks.
I don't know where they went.

Or... Or how long ago. But
we need to secure the scene,

look for the shell casing,

it must have ejected near
the north wall.

Celina, we're on it.

Harper's gonna meet you at
the hospital

to take a statement, alright?

-Hey, how bad?
-It's bad.

(siren wails)

Hey, I heard it was Thorsen.

(Grey): GSW to the back.

Celina says they were ambushed.
Three men with masks.

I'll coordinate with
the canvassing officers.

Run everyone in a five-mile
radius who's on parole

or probation
for assaulting a cop.

(Lucy): Yes, sir.

(elevator bell dings)

-I can walk by myself.
-I know.

-Did you set the ADT alarm?
-Yes.

Uh, hi. My wife's water
just broke.

Dr. Schneider told us
to come in.

(Bailey): Gunshot to
the posterior left shoulder.

He has a pulse, but he's
critically hypotensive.

Blood pressure 80 over 54.
We gave him two large-bore IVs.

-GCS?
-Seven.

Oh, no.

(suspenseful music)

-(doctor): One, two, three.
-Ready?

We need trauma labs.

Hang a unit of blood.
O neg.

(tense music)

(indistinct conversation)

Patient's not protecting
his airway.

Prepare to intubate.
I want a 7.5 tube. 23 to the T.

Start 20 of Etomidate,
80 of roc.

Chest tube.

Positive breath sounds,
both sides.

(monitor beeping)

Pulse is weak and thready.

I need to see
what we're dealing with.

-The ultrasound unit is ready.
-Okay.

(monitor beeping)

(indistinct conversations)

-Hey. I'm looking for--
Thank you. Hey, what happened?

-They rushed Aaron to the E.R.
-What about Celina?

I don't know, I didn't know
she was hurt. My water broke--

Hey. Just let me up.
I got work to do.

-Hey, hey.
-(Celina): Let me up, okay?
I'm fine.

Hey, hey. Relax, relax. Hey.

-It's me. Okay? Relax.
-Hey.

They're just gonna check you
out,

make sure you're not hurt.
Okay?

He told me something,
the guys in the masks.

They said I-I needed
to remember.

Alright, they're just
gonna check you out and make
sure you're alright.

No, no, no. I need to tell
you now. What if I forget?

Alright, alright.
Stop, stop, stop.

Just give us a second.
Give us a second.

Alright, this is Officer
John Nolan, badge number 25253.

Taking a statement from
Officer Juarez

on the assault on her
and Officer Thorsen. Go.

(breathing deeply)

(man): Remember this...

-Covered face...
-Covered face...

(together): Shroud of shame.

No escape
when you're to blame.

(gunshot echoes)

-(Thorsen): Celina, look out!
-(gunshot echoes)

-(man): Cry me a river...
-Cry me a river...

(together): ...back to
the start.

Dog deliver a live part.

Dog deliver a live part.

Dog deliver what?

A live part.
I don't know what it means.

That's what he said,
I swear.

Okay. No, it's okay. You got--
You did great. I got it.

I'm sorry, but we need
to treat her.

She could have a fractured
skull, brain bleed...

-Alright.
-(woman): Put a rush on
that CAT scan.

(monitor beeping)

(respirator hissing)

(soft music)

(♪♪)

(indistinct muffled chatter)

John?

Uh, I don't-- I don't know.
It-- It looks bad.

Why isn't he in surgery yet?

They have to do a fast
exam first.

Uh, do we know if
they were targeted?

I don't know if we know
anything yet,

but she had me record
a riddle

that they told her during
the assault.

-A riddle?
-I know. I-It sounds crazy.

And with her head injury,
I'm not even sure

she got it right.
But she was adamant.

(groaning)

We have to get you upstairs.

It's fine.
It's just early labor.

-Angela.
-Okay.

(Wesley): Excuse me.

But send me the riddle.

If this baby's anything
like Jack,

it'll be a while before
she makes an appearance.

Wesley and I can fill
the time before she comes.

-(Nolan): Right. Good luck.
-(chuckles)

-Hey.
-(Bailey): Hey.

Oh. Vance is the best trauma
surgeon around.

-Aaron's in good hands.
-Okay. So, what do we do next?

Well, Celina's your rookie.

No one will hold it against you
if you stay by her side.

Trust me, I will never hear
the end of this

if I don't get straight
to figuring out who did it.

She said
they were wearing masks.

-What kind?
-The terrifying kind.

I'll get a sketch artist
to come and sit with her

as soon as the doctors
are done.

(monitor beeping rapidly)

Right upper quadrant, clear.

Pericardial sac, clear.
Pelvic area, clear.

Left upper quadrant,
I'm seeing free fluid.

-Most likely the spleen.
-(monitor beeping rapidly)

B.P. is plummeting.
I can start more blood.

No time. We got to get him
to the OR.

(tense music)

(hubbub)

(♪♪)

(doctor): Prepare
for exploratory laparotomy

and probable splenectomy.

Stay on top of the blood.

Estimated blood loss at least
500. Start Levophed.

(monitor beeping)

(soft music)

(Grey): Alright, listen up.

All time off has been canceled,
all OT approved.

Catching these suspects is
the department's top priority.

Alright, this is
what we know so far.

At approximately 4:00 a.m.,

Officers Thorsen and Juarez
were attacked.

Officer Thorsen was shot and
is currently in surgery.

A blood drive has been set
up at the hospital.

If you can donate,
please do at end of shift.

Officer Juarez sustained
a concussion,

but has been providing
Nolan and I

with the details of
the assault,

including sketches of the masks
the assailants wore.

Those are not store-bought
Halloween masks.

No, they are not. So, our first
job is to try and identify

the manufacturer and
then hopefully track them back

-to our assailants.
-I'd like to help with that.

Sold. We are currently
pulling cell tower records
for that area.

There shouldn't be
a lot of activity at that
hour in the morning.

Intel is also combing through
social media to see

if anyone has posted video
of the attack or the aftermath.

Yeah, and I've also compiled
a list of everybody

that's done time for assaulting
a police officer.

But so far,
nobody's jumping out.

Yeah, most of those guys were
drunk and sucker-punched a cop.

-It's something else.
-A lot of this still
doesn't make sense.

So we need a list
of top-priority questions
to answer.

I mean, it seems obvious
that they were targeted.

Why else the masks
and the riddle?

So, was this specifically
about Aaron and Celina?

Yeah, and why not just
kill Aaron?

Look, from the description that
Celina gave of the shooting,

they easily could have
just shot him in the head.

All I am asking is if there was
a reason they did not.

Fair enough. What else?

Well, Thorsen's not just a cop.
He's a public figure.

So, is it related to
his family?

Right. Or were
they sent by Elijah?

Even behind bars,
he still has power.

You'd think he'd target Angela
first, but you're right,

we should look into it.
Anything else?

Are they done?

(tense music)

Uh, I'm not sure
you should be doing that.

It's fine. They have computers.
(groaning

Oh. You know what? How about
I take over, okay?

I'll take that.

Oh. Okay.

(breathing deeply)

(knocking)

-Hi. Is this the puzzle palace?
-Mm.

-Luna, how are you?
-Little shaken,

but I'm not the one who's about
to push out a kid.

Not sure how "about to" I am.
My cervix refuses to dilate.

I was always told
the second birth was easier.

They just tell you that so that
you'll go through it again.

Is that the riddle?

It is. Please tell me you
majored in riddles in college.

Not quite. But I do
three crossword puzzles a day.

So I am here to offer
my brain.

We're happy to have you.
Okay.

"Covered face,
shroud of shame.

No escape when you're to blame.

Cry me a river,
back to the start.

Dog deliver a live part"?

Well, the first line seems
pretty obvious

given that they were
wearing masks.

"Covered face,
shroud of shame,"

the mask hides someone's shame.

They're guilty and
they know it.

But is that too easy?

Wait. What if the covered
face is figurative

and it's about the victim,
not the attacker?

Hm.

"No escape
when you're to blame."

When you're to blame, not when
I'm to blame.

So this person thinks that
Aaron and Celina are guilty.

(Wesley): Cry me a river.
Don't make excuses.

Back to the start.
Where did this all begin?

With an arrest?

If it's someone that
Aaron and Celina arrested,

that would make sense.

These attackers are blaming
them for ruining their lives.

I'm sure Grey has someone
pulling their unit histories.

Have you heard
any updates on Aaron?

-Just that he's in surgery.
-(monitor beeping rapidly)

-B.P. and O2 are falling.
-We got a bleeder somewhere.

Lungs are filling with fluid.
Prepare a chest tube.

(suspenseful music)

(doctor): Okay.

(beeping slows)

On to the next problem.

(soft music)

(door opens)

-Hey. Can we come in?
-Of course.

We wanted you to have a calming
place of recovery, so...

quartz for healing.
Obsidian for protection.

Thank you. You didn't have
to go through all this trouble.

It's Los Angeles. We got
this in the hospital gift shop.

And if you're up for
a challenge,

your favorite meatball sub.

I am starving.
I could eat two of those.

I knew it. I bought you two.
Bailey called me crazy.

I stand corrected.

Um, any, uh, updates
on the case?

Well, we have a long list
of people that didn't do it.

And that's progress, I guess.

Can I, um--
Can I ask you something?

Of course. Yeah.

I'm gonna go see if
there's any updates on Aaron.

Thanks.

What's on your mind?

I should have called it in.
The second we heard something,

I shouldn't have left
his side.

Look, if there's something
you can learn from this,

a lesson you take, great.

But this doesn't sound
like a rational assessment.

This sounds
like blaming yourself.

-I am. How can I not?
-You were ambushed

and you were outnumbered.
And despite a nasty knock
to the head,

you managed to call for help
and administer first aid

before EMTs could arrive.

Celina, because of you,
Aaron has a chance.

So no more blaming yourself.

And if you ask me
very nicely,

I could help you
with these subs.

Get your own.

Worth a shot.

Great news.
Aaron's out of surgery.

I'll go check.
I'll let you know.

We ran into a few hiccups,

but the surgery went
as well as could be expected.

-So he's gonna be okay?
-Well, I can't promise that.

The next 12 hours are gonna
be critical.

Any word on his parents?

They're on a plane,
flying back from Dubai.

Happy to update them
once they arrive.

Thank you, Doctor.

Hey. We heard the good news
about Aaron.

Unfortunately, none of
our CIs have heard anything

about a gang targeting cops.

And we're in the same boat
with the masks.

They're clearly custom,
but we've struck out

with every manufacturer
in Southern California.

-What about Elijah?
-They've been going over

communication in and out
of prison,

and nothing indicates that
he's planning anything.

Anything positive
on the riddle front?

Not yet. The front half
is deceptively simple,

but the back half is
a head-scratcher.

Angela and Wesley
are deep into it.

I hate to say it, but this
is not gonna break tonight.

Go home. Get some sleep.

Night shift will run whatever
leads come in.

The rest of us will have
clearer heads in the morning,
I hope.

-You're gonna stay with Aaron?
-Yeah.

And I'll keep an eye
on Celina, too.

Thank you.

(sighs)

It's gonna be alright.

It's got to be.

-I can't lose another.
-I know.

Why don't we get some dinner
in you?

-It's gonna be a long night.
-Yeah.

♪ It's gonna ♪

♪ Kill you all ♪

♪ It's gonna ♪

♪ Kill you all ♪

♪ Coming up
on the horizon ♪

(sniffling)

♪ The sun is bleeding out ♪

♪ Meet me at the meadow ♪

♪ When the petals
have fallen off ♪

Remember when we entered
the Caverns of Depravity

and faced off against
Glabrezu?

Baldr-Ray kept calling it
the Labradoodle.

Of course, that ugly
four-armed hellspawn

went straight
for the spellcaster,

40-some points of damage.
You were down to zero.

Your first Death save failed.
And the second.

I thought it was over...

♪ Buried underneath
the garden ♪♪

...but then, on your third
roll, a natural 20.

And before it even knew what
was happening,

you Thunderwaved that
Labradoodle into lava flow.

That's what we need now,
Aaron. Okay?

I need you to roll
a natural 20

and destroy that Labradoodle.

Well, I-I guess in
this analogy,

the Labradoodle is--
Is death.

But you know what I mean.

(whispering): Come on,
Aaron.

(Nolan): Okay. So...

I know we usually
watch TV and relax,

but how would you feel about
perusing the Internet

for creepy masks?

Ooh, dream date.
I'll get my laptop.

-Excellent.
-Alright.

(suspenseful music)

Hey, um, join me in the bedroom
just for a second.

Why?

Because one of them is right
outside the kitchen door.

-And I want you to call 911.
-Okay.

-You good?
-Yep.

-(dialing)
-I'll set the table.

911, what's your emergency?

Officer in trouble.
2273 Lakeview Drive.

This is connected
to the shooting this morning.

Show yourself.
Now. Hands in the air!

Send police and ambulance.

Bailey!

-(gasps)
-(grunting)

(dramatic music)

(grunting)

Stop!

(suspenseful music)

(both grunting)

(knife clattering)

(distorted buzzing)

(grunting softly)

(grunting)

Ah!

(clattering)

(groaning)

(gunfire)

(sirens wailing)

It's over. Cavalry's coming.
Give it up.

(gunshots)

(mouthing words)

(whispering):
Do it again.

Final warning, dumbass.
Give it up.

Hey!

(groans)

(sirens wailing)

(tires screeching)

-(pounding on door)
-Officer Nolan, can you
hear me?

We're Code-4. Shooter is down
in the kitchen.

Hey.
Are you okay? You hurt?

No. I'm just a little
banged up. You?

Yeah, same, same.

We have to warn everybody.

If they came after us, they
could be going after them, too.

Phew. Leah's finally asleep.

I swear that kid is part
nocturnal.

I don't think that's a thing.

Then you explain it. Here.

No. I got to stay sharp.

(sighs)
How can I help?

You can't. I can't even seem
to help right now.

These guys just attacked
two of our police officers

and then just disappeared
without a trace.

They even collected their
shell casings on the way out.

(cellphone rings)

-Hey.
-(dramatic music)

-We have to go. Now.
-What? What? What?

Leah! Grab my gun.

No, no, no, no, no. No,
no, no, no, no, no, no. No!

(dramatic music)

-Nyla! Gun.
-She's gone.

What? What do you mean?

Where is she? Where is she?

(tires squeal)

Oh! Call 911. Silver sedan.

License plate
says "L" or "I" or--

Damn! I can't see it.

I can't--
I can't tell what it's...

(gasps)

Here, here! Hi. Hi.

-Hey, baby.
-Hi. Oh!

-Hey, sweetie.
-Oh! Oh!

(sniffles)

Oh! Oh!

Oh!

Who hired you?

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

I'm just a tourist here to see
the glamour of Hollywood.

-And kill cops.
-You're pretty smug for someone

-who just got shot and stabbed.
-It's not the first time.

No, we know.
We ran your prints.

Yeah. Hamza Young.
Professional mercenary.

Wanted in connection with
three foreign assassinations.

You don't get out of bed
for less than $20K a day.

-Who hired you?
-If you read my file,

you know I'm not a guy
who talks to cops.

So let the medics through.
I need a hospital and a lawyer.

Alright, listen.
We're in Defcon one territory.

We have to assume all hitters
have the same skill level,

which means we need to isolate
everyone we care about.

That is gonna
take a lot of space.

A whole floor of a hotel.

Aaron's parents just rented
one at The Peninsula.

I tried to talk them out
of it, but they texted back,

-"It's only money."
-Yeah.

We'll need heavy security
in the lobby

and a SWAT team guarding
every elevator and stairs.

We should move everyone
covertly,

make the homes seem occupied,

see if we can draw them
into another attack.

Two teams on each home
should be enough.

How many officers is that?

On top of the ones at
St. Stephen's,

45? 50? I'm pulling
everyone I can.

How are Harper, James,
and the baby?

Shaken up. They took Leah to
get checked up at the hospital.

Which is where you guys
are going to get cleaned up.

Fine. But after that
I'm getting right back
into the game.

It's time we start
playing offense.

(groaning)

Celina must have
heard the last line wrong.

Uh, maybe it's
"dog deliver a live heart"?

Okay, and what would
that mean?

-No idea.
-Ooh.

Okay. Uh, bog deliver...

Fog deliver...

Why are we taking this
at face value?

We've already established
that the first few lines are
deceptive.

What if the last line isn't
what it seems to be either?

Well, "Dog" backwards
is "God."

"Live part" backwards:
"evil trap."

That's it. Semordnilap.

Do not have a stroke
on me now.

Palindromes, backwards.
And if the word is backwards,

maybe the sentence is, too.
Trap evil, a reviled god.

Yeah, that's not better.

-Uh, what's this?
-Work.

We actually put important
things on that board.

Anyway, it's time.
We're at 24 hours.

-It's time to have this baby.
-Great. One minute.

"Trap evil, a reviled god."
It's a line from a play.

Okay, I do think giving
birth should be the priority
right now.

Totally. I just need
to make a quick detour.

Detour? Do I look like
a taxi service?

-Yeah. Let's go.
-Okay. Come on, honey.

(hubbub)

(indistinct chatter)

So, according to the Feds,
Hamza flew in two weeks ago

from Poland, then disappeared
off the grid.

-How's Leah?
-She's fine. Thank God.

James is taking her
to the hotel.

Listen, to piggy-back off
your question from yesterday

as to why they didn't
kill Aaron,

why didn't they take
your daughter?

Why grab her,
just to leave her behind?

I don't know. I have
been asking myself
the same question.

It's almost as if their goal
is to torture you

-as much as possible.
-Nyla, we solved the riddle.

It pointed us to an obscure
one-act play.

Look at their costumes.

I AirDropped it to you.

Okay, we talked to Harper,
now we really need to go.

Yeah. We got this.
Go have that baby.

(Harper): A play?

(suspenseful music)

We have a suspect.

The masks our attackers
are wearing

were for a play back in 1996.

It ran for three weeks
before closing.

The theater company sold
all of their props and costumes

to Second Life Theater Supply.

Where they sat on a shelf

until 15 of them were purchased
last week by Roy Gracco.

Gracco is a two-time felon
with a history of violence.

What's his beef with
Mid-Wilshire?

We don't know yet.
But his first felony conviction

came from an arrest
that we made,

but the arresting officers
have since transferred.

I still don't understand
the point of this riddle.

Why are they pointing
us down this path?

-And should we follow?
-We have no choice.

But we're showing up with
overwhelming force

in case there's another ambush.

Everyone stay
on your toes. Let's go.

(tense music)

(♪♪)

Alpha, ready.

Bravo, ready.

In three, two, one.

-Clear.
-Front room clear.

It's freezing in here.

Clear.

Clear.

Drop the gun! Drop it!

On your front side!

I think he's dead.

(suspenseful music)

Control, suspect is down.
Not conscious, not breathing,

cold to the touch.
He's 10-5-5.

Must have cranked the A.C.
to slow the decomp.

That's Gracco. But why?

It's a trap.

Abort, abort, abort!

Fall back!

-Everyone out!
-(hurried footsteps)

(indistinct shouting)

-Go!
-Let's go, Let's go!

-Get out now!
-Go, go, go, go, go!

Control, I need the bomb squad
to the target house

for a full sweep. Send the ME
and TID out here,

standing by for a priority
search

once the house is cleared.

I don't understand.

Was Gracco in charge
of this crew or not?

ME puts Gracco's time
of death

before Aaron and Celina
were ambushed.

So the riddle led us to
Gracco's house

so we could be blown
to kingdom come.

Are we any closer
to catching this guy?

'Cause it's starting
to feel like we're not
getting anywhere.

All we've done since Aaron
has been shot

is follow the clues
they wanted us to have.

TID is processing the house,
but these guys are pros.

We're not gonna find anything.
We should move on.

What? No. Not yet.
Look,

if Gracco is a patsy, then
we should be asking, "Why him?"

He's a felon with a history
at Mid-Wilshire.

Yeah, sure. But there
are hundreds of guys like that.

So why Gracco? Did they pull
his name out of a database,

or is there some kind of
a connection?

-You think it's personal?
-I mean, look. If--

If I was gonna go to
the extreme of targeting
police officers,

why not take out some
of my enemies along the way?

Costs us nothing to run
with that.

Check Gracco's known
associates, family, co-workers,

anyone he did time with
that might hold a grudge.

Run them against people
that we arrested.

-(cellphone ringing)
-And say a prayer while
you're at it.

We could use a little divine
intervention right now.

It's Wesley.

-What's wrong?
-Uh, nothing.

Angela had the baby.
It's a girl.

-Hey!
-Hey, hey!

That is some much needed
good news.

Sending our love.

-Hi.
-Hey!

Did you catch
the bad guys yet?

Not yet, but we're on it.

You just focus on you and
that little angel.

Hey, um, what about Aaron?

(Grey):He's still in
a coma.

Come on, Aaron.

You can't let that
Labradoodle push you into
the Sea of Sorrow.

(monitor beeping)

You have to rally.

Help me find
the Staff of Healing.

(Harper): We have a list.

These seven people have
a troubled history

with both Gracco and one of us.

The top four are the most
hardcore,

Bill Gyst, Demarcus Hahn,
Keegan Ray, and Mariela Cruz.

All of them violent felons
we've arrested

in the last three years.

Bradford, I want Metro
knocking on their doors.

Even if they're not behind
the attacks on us,

-they like to fight.
-Alright, I'll get Lieutenant
Pine moving on

-setting up the raids.
-What about the other three?

Nonviolent offenders
who did time with Gracco.

Donald Weathers, Luke Moran,
and K.D. Howard.

Nolan and Harper,
you check out Weathers.

-I'll take Moran.
-You're not going by yourself.

I'll go with her. Pine's got
every Metro officer

in the city mobilized.
She can spare me.

Alright. I'll have Jan
and Rodriguez visit Howard.

But everyone stay sharp.
If you even think

you see something off,
call for backup. Let's go.

You should be out kicking
doors with Metro.

I'm good.

I don't need you protecting me.

I know.

So, clearly,
what you're saying is you
need me protecting you.

-Clearly.
-(laughing)

You know me so well.

I'm happy it's you at my six.

Back at you.

(Tim): Police. Open up.

Luke Moran,
we need to talk to you.

(Lucy): What do you wanna do?

I want to kick it in
and see if he's in there.

But we need a warrant for that,

and we're not gonna get it
without probable cause.

(suspenseful music)

(clattering)

(♪♪)

(dramatic music)

Stop right there!

Adam-100, we got a crowd coming
towards us.

Multiple armed suspects.
We need help right now.

(dispatch): Adam-100
issued a help call
at 52101 Santa Rosa.

-(Lucy): Stop moving!
-Stop! Drop your weapons!

Drop the weapon!

All units Code-3. Citywide
tactical alert until...

Go, go, go!

(♪♪)

Up, up, up! I'll hold them off.

What? No. We have
the higher ground.

We stand a chance,
but only together.

Okay. We hurt as many as we
can, then we get up the stairs.

Okay, but they're gonna
expect us to push.

-Let's go the other way.
-Pull, not push. Copy that.

Yes.

♪ Comin' down
the mountain ♪

♪ One of many children ♪

♪ Everybody held their
own opinion ♪

♪ Everybody held
their own opinion ♪

♪ Holding it back,
it hurts so bad ♪

♪ Jumping out of my flesh
and I said ♪

(shouting)

♪ Cash in ♪

(sirens wailing in distance)

♪ Cash in now, honey ♪

Let's go! Let's go!
Let's go!

♪ Cash in now ♪

♪ Cash in now, baby ♪

Holy...

Go. I'll try and
even the odds from here.

♪ Cash in, Miss Smith
Cash in now, baby ♪

♪ Oh oh oh
Oh oh ♪

(Tim): I'm out of ammo!

♪ I was comin' down
the mountain ♪

(grunting)

♪ I met a child, man
she had pin eyes ♪

(grunting)

♪ We had the same opinion ♪

♪ We had
the same opinion ♪

♪ She was holding it back
it hurt so bad ♪

♪ Jumping out of my flesh
and I said ♪

(gunshot)

♪ Yo, you better cash in ♪

Go! Move, move, move!

♪ Oh oh oh ♪♪

7-Adam-15, I have Bradford and
Chen secured upstairs.

(♪♪)

Freeze! Don't move!

(sirens wailing)

Control, I've got
two injured officers

and multiple suspects injured
by blunt force trauma

and GSWs. At least 12
for transport.

This is a mass-casualty event.

(tires screeching)

All units, I have eyes on
Aaron and Celina's attacker.

Black pants, brown jacket,
and a mask.

Just ducked in a doorway,
north end of the alleyway.

(pilot): Airship-1 inbound
from the East.

(pilot 2): Airship-2
inbound from the South.

-(line ringing)
-(man): Talk to me.

I screwed up.
They're on me.

Hey, you knew
it would come to this.

I know. I just
wish we hurt them more.

For all they took from me.

Trust me.
You hurt them a lot.

I couldn't have done
any of it without you.

Oh, please, I saw a wrong
that needed to be righted.

And hopefully, it's given you
a bit of dignity.

It has. Thank you.

(footsteps approaching)

I've got to go.

Lincoln-200. I'm in basement,
looking for suspect.

(radio chirps)

(indistinct radio chatter)

Just us.

You should be on your way
to the hospital.

We'll go after.

(suspenseful music)

(gunshots)

(breathing heavily)

(Grey): You're trapped, Luke.

That's close enough!

I must say, the list
of possible masterminds,

-you were at the bottom.
-Doesn't surprise me at all.

I don't get it. You did 90 days
for elder abuse.

How do you end up here?

Because that 90 days
destroyed me.

I was beaten, forced to
humiliate myself to survive.

My mom died while I was
in there.

I lost my job, my home,
everything.

I was just a case to you,
but you--

You were my apocalypse.

Well, it's over now.
Drop your gun and step out,

and keep your hands where
we can see them.

No.

(harmonious chant)

I'm not going back.

(gunshots)

(monitor beeping rapidly)

-What's happening?
-Gotta go, gotta go.

We have a code blue, room 10.
Code blue, room 10.

-Alright...
-Aaron?

You got it?

(Nolan): It just doesn't
add up.

(sirens wailing)

(laughing)

Oh, look at 'em go. Hot damn,
that is money well spent.

I mean, Luke had
motivation for days,

but how the hell does a guy
like that afford

to hire a dozen mercenaries?

Weaponizing Luke Moran
against the LAPD

has driven every cop in
the city away from our target.

And by the time they realize
the damage we've done,

we'll be long gone.

(♪♪)

(rhythmic music)