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Previously on "The Rookie"...
Any other plans? I have to sell our dad's house.
We could make some money if we put in a little effort.
Chief of Police gave me a Golden Ticket.
I can pick any job I want. What are you gonna pick?
He's gonna pick something lame.
Training officer. I knew it.
Did I hear you're joining the D.A.'s office?
- Next week. - Do you want to come in?
I just wanted to make sure someone checked on Lucy.
He still has a pulse. What have you done?
Oh, don't trip on the mat.
Rosalind cut my wrists, not my ankles.
You just got out of the hospital.
How tragic would it be if my chic, yet affordable
welcome mat sent you right back?
You know you're cute when you worry.
I am cute always.
That's true.
Ooh. New sofa.
Yeah. You kind of ruined the last one with all the--
all the bleeding.
Hey, it's okay.
No, it's not. It's what we make it.
And I say, let's make the most of your day off
and cuddle up on the couch
to binge the crap out of something mindless.
Deal?
Deal. All right.
Knock knock. Hi.
I'm looking for Lucy Chen.
Uh, yeah, that's me.
Detective Misha Porter.
I teach at the undercover academy up in Sacramento.
Yeah, I know who you are.
Well, I'm doing some recruiting, and your name keeps coming up.
You've worked several impressive operations.
Makes for an ideal candidate. So I'm here to recruit you.
Uh...
When do classes start?
Next Monday. Sorry for the late notice.
We had another candidate fall out.
But I'm positive your sergeant will approve it.
Yeah, he-- he would, for sure.
It's just I have, um--
I have some things going on in my personal life right now,
and--
If it's not a good time, I get it.
But you should know
my classes will open up a ton of doors for you.
No, I-I know.
Detective Harper has told me all about it.
You'll have every major unit
competing to poach you from patrol.
Um, this is amazing. Thank you.
I-I will definitely think about this.
Okay.
Thank you.
What are you doing? Think about it?
No. Go out there and tell her yes.
I can't.
Baby, you almost died.
But I didn't. I'll-- I'll be fine.
Chris...
Lucy, I'll be fine.
No. I'm not leaving you.
Undercover school can wait.
So, what do you want to binge?
♪ Oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ I'm gonna win for you like I know you want me to do ♪
♪ Hey!
We will talk about it when we get home, okay?
I can't do this right now.
Because I can't.
Look, we'll talk when I get home.
Everything okay?
It's fine.
Um, thanks for stopping by. The Realtor just needs you to
sign a couple of things before the open house today.
Absolutely.
What do you think?
Looks pretty good, right?
Unrecognizable.
The broker thinks we're gonna have it sold
by the end of the week.
That's great.
Once this place sells, we can finally put it all behind us.
Yeah. Yeah, it'll be nice. Can move on.
Don't. Don't what?
Have feelings?
Don't get all misty-eyed over Hill House.
It's our childhood home. Selling it means something.
Hopefully it means a half a million dollars each.
I got to get to work. Call me if you need anything.
Will do.
Sgt. Grey: Now you're just showing off.
A 98 on your training officer exam.
Pretty impressive.
Thank you, sir.
So next week, you're off to F.T.O. School
for post certification.
And then, after that,
you will officially be a Field Training Officer.
But until then, I need someone
to finish training Officer Thorsen.
You up for a trial run?
Is that allowed?
It is if I say it is.
Harper has got him most of the way there.
Only a few weeks until he graduates.
I'm happy to do it.
And, sir, thank you for all your help with this.
Please. You're helping me out.
We've, um, come a long way, haven't we, sir?
Yeah.
Or maybe it's about time I start calling you Wade?
Get out of my office, Officer Nolan.
Yes, sir.
And close my door.
Yes, sir.
Good morning.
Good morning, Officer Nolan.
I prepped the shop, loaded the war bags,
and I got you this cup of coffee here.
Harper trained you well.
I mean, if you want a challenge,
I can be the, uh, worst rookie you've ever come across.
Just be yourself.
Okay. I can do that.
You know, typically, I like to start my morning off with,
you know, a little TikTok dance, just to get, like,
you know, the hips warmed up.
It kind of helps--
A little less yourself.
Copy that.
Everything's controlled through here and the app.
Okay. Looks simple enough.
What was that?
Uh, my wife's in pre-labor. And we're having a home birth.
And you just moved?
Well, the plan was to wait until after the baby,
but then the nesting hormones took over,
and the next thing I knew, we were in escrow.
But I'm all over it.
I feel like I've trained my whole life for this moment.
Cool.
All right. Assure Home Security system is live.
Sensors on every door and window.
Just need to put the app on your phone.
I forgot they were even coming today.
Oh, you got a lot on your plate.
Just concentrate on giving birth.
I've got the rest.
You know, when you said
you were gonna be a good labor assistant,
I thought it was just one of those things that men say
when they act like they know something
but they really don't.
Well, this is actually my third rodeo.
My ex had zero trust in the medical system,
so both boys were born at home.
You know, in a way,
I've actually got more childbirth experience
than you do.
Thank God. 'Cause after last time,
I cannot imagine giving birth in a hospital again.
Well, this birth will be different.
The placenta is completely clear of the baby's pathway.
Your OB-GYN signed off.
We got the midwife on speed dial,
and if anything goes wrong, hospital is four minutes away.
But just FYI, I can get us to the hospital in two minutes
because I know a shortcut.
Uh, I don't think a sidewalk is considered a short cut.
Mm-hmm. Mm, mm!
Contractions?
Mm-hmm.
Tell me we got this.
We got this.
Okay. Mm.
What was the color of the truck three cars back?
Red.
How many sex workers have we passed? Four.
What are the crime stats for this area?
In this last week? Yes.
Um, three motor vehicle thefts.
Two burglaries. And seven thefts from vehicles.
All right. Here's something you won't know--
What is the best sealant to use when joining plastic to tile?
I mean, there's a lot of great options,
but probably something silicone-based would work best.
How did you know that?
You told me that yesterday.
Right.
7-Adam-15,
I have a call for a welfare check
at 707 Palm Street.
Show us responding.
Police.
Hey, Nolan.
Hold your breath.
He's gone.
And he's a cop.
Welcome to the D.A.'s office.
Thanks.
I'm not gonna lie. It's weird to be working here.
Yeah, I'll bet.
Uh, break room's around that corner over there,
where you'll find every old-school snack
you didn't think they still made anymore.
Because they don't. They're just old.
Seriously. Don't eat them.
Good to know.
And this is your office.
And these are your case files.
That is a lot.
Well, we like to keep up a brisk pace.
You spend too much time in any one case,
and the backlog will kill you.
Hmm. Well, the good news is, at least,
this one doesn't seem worth pursuing.
Find the ones that are, kick the rest.
Prosecutorial discretion is a beautiful thing.
Have fun.
Yeah.
Thanks.
He one of ours?
Sheriff's Deputy. His name's Garrett Patel.
He was dead when we arrived. Carbon monoxide poisoning.
Let's make sure we honor him
and not let anything slip through the cracks.
Right. Where's your rookie?
Uh, inside with T.I.D. At this point in his training,
I thought it'd be valuable for him to
process a crime scene with them.
Smart. All right, I'll keep an eye on him,
and you go to the morgue with our victim.
Dr. Roberts has agreed to do a rush preliminary exam.
All right. I'll swing by afterwards, pick up Aaron.
Thanks.
So, this is the rebozo lift and sift technique,
helps pull the weight off the lower back.
Mm. Feels amazing.
It can really help once the contractions get more intense.
What is that?
It's death metal. No-- thrash metal. Thrash metal.
Mnh-mnh, no, not at my home birth.
Help me up.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
You relax. Stay here.
I'll go talk to them.
Neighbor. What do you want?
W-We just moved in across the street.
My-- My wife and I are having a baby, a home birth.
She just started having contractions.
Uh, this music is not on our labor playlist,
if you know what I mean.
Um, can you turn it down?
No.
Okay, Nyla-- Nyla, you don't want to stress the baby.
I-I'm sure they'll turn it off at some point.
Move.
Turn the music down.
Now.
Yo, turn it down.
Thank you so much.
All I'll say is, I'm glad you're on my side.
You found something already?
Possibly.
I haven't done the full autopsy yet,
but I found something concerning on the external exam.
Several patches of missing chest hair.
All around the same position.
Like it was pulled out. Right.
And I found some adhesive residue
on the surrounding hair and skin.
Tape. So maybe he was wearing a wire?
Doing undercover work?
One other thing.
All right. What am I looking at here?
I found these fibers on his wrists.
I believe they're from soft wrist restraints,
the kind that don't leave marks.
Well, we didn't find anything like that in the car,
which would suggest he was restrained long enough
for the carbon monoxide to do its job,
and then the restraints were removed,
making it look like a suicide.
But why would someone go to so much trouble
to murder a Sheriff's Deputy?
Undercover school sounds amazing.
"Self-surgery."
"Six things to say when your cover's blown."
"When your informant is a double agent."
Yeah, you have to go.
This is where I want to be.
Lucy, if you're staying here out of guilt, don't.
This wasn't your fault.
Of course it was my fault.
Rosalind targeted you because of me.
She's angry that I didn't testify.
You don't know that.
Yes, I do.
I moved on. She couldn't handle that.
She'd been looking forward to torturing me on the stand.
And when I took that away from her, she--
she tried to take you.
But she didn't.
Chris--
No.
Listen, if you skip U.C. school because of this,
that's something she wi be taking from you.
Hey. Garrett Patel was assigned
to a special narcotics unit in the Sheriff's Department.
Word is they run mostly reversals.
Which means?
Which means law enforcement officers
pose as drug sellers.
They flash real dope to lure the buyers.
And then, when the money is exchanged,
they make the arrest. Nice.
You think Garrett was wearing a wire
as part of an investigation?
Maybe. But it doesn't explain his murder.
A staged suicide isn't exactly a drug dealer's go-to.
They're a lot less subtle.
So what's next? We reach out to his unit?
Garrett's ex-wife just landed.
I'll talk to her first. See if she has any insight.
Right.
We got divorced, uh, five months ago,
but we still talked.
About work?
A little. Garrett seemed really stressed.
And of course he wouldn't tell me why.
Part of the reason why we split was because it was clear
that he was keeping things from me.
And it got really bad at the end.
His narcotics buddies would come over to play poker,
and the second I walked in the room, they would get quiet.
Can I get their names?
Yeah, it's, uh, Walt Lindbeck.
He's the team leader.
Super cocky. Thinks he's God's gift.
Um, Simon Ayer.
He's a sweet guy.
He's young, like Garrett.
But Rick Croyer--
he just gave me a bad feeling.
Look, don't get me wrong.
We had other problems with our marriage.
But when Garrett started hanging with "The Crew," that--
that was the beginning of the end.
Wait.
They call themselves "The Crew"?
When will cops learn?
Learn what?
Look, you can hang out with other cops all you want,
but the second you give your group a name,
it's just a matter of time until you're under indictment.
Really? Does that work for any name?
What if you call yourselves "The Snuggle Bunch"?
You're going to prison. Totally.
I can't explain it, but it never fails.
Give yourself a name, go to jail.
Noted. But I think the judge
is gonna want a little more than that.
So how are we going after these guys?
You're kidding. 10 offers already?
That's incredible.
I know. I'm a little in shock.
So, what's the highest offer?
$50,000 over asking.
From a developer.
But there's also this family.
The dad included the most touching letter with the offer,
all about how much it would mean to his kids
to finally have a home.
Okay, so, what's their offer?
Asking.
So $50,000 less.
It's still more than we expected to get.
Besides, the developer will just tear it down.
Good. House is an actual crime scene.
It should be torn down.
Listen, Genny, I got to go.
Keep me posted.
Hey. Uh, I'll do a number three.
Coming right up. Thank you.
We got a number three.
What's up, gentlemen? Hey.
You guys, uh, work with that deputy that killed himself?
We did, actually.
Sorry for your loss.
Tim Bradford, Mid-Wilshire Division.
My guys found the body.
Oh, thanks. Yeah, it's always tough
to lose someone you were in the trenches with.
I just wish we had realized how much he'd been hurting.
It's got to be rough.
Well, look, if you guys need anything...
Thanks. Yeah.
Actually, uh...
you know, we've been hearing some rumors
about foul play. Yeah?
Hadn't heard that. I can check, though.
You guys working on something
that could have come back on him?
Eh, that's tough to say.
We put away a lot of bad hombres,
but nobody immediately springs to mind.
Well, I'll tell you this,
if someone did kill Garrett,
they're not gonna survive that trip to lockup.
I can do some digging and get back to you.
Sergeant Lindbeck.
It's Walt. Much appreciated.
Yeah. Least I could do.
Cops got to stick together, right?
Damn right.
Take care. You too.
Those aren't grieving faces.
Those are guys terrified of getting caught.
Great. Where's my burrito?
Sorry. I got distracted trying to gaslight crooked cops.
Crooked how?
They're running reversals, right? Mm-hmm.
So instead of arresting the dealers,
they're taking the cash and cutting them free.
With their intel, they would know exactly who to target.
And with their access to real drugs,
they could make sales seem legit.
And it's not like the dealers can call the cops to complain.
I'll read Wesley in.
I need you guys to hit up your CIs.
If The Crew are ripping off dealers,
there's gonna be a lot of pissed-off criminals out there.
Someone's heard something.
You know, Harper has got the best CIs in the station.
You're right.
Nolan, call Harper.
She likes you best.
Really?
Mm-hmm.
On it.
That was a dirty lie.
Today is her due date.
Do you want to be the one calling her about work?
You're an evil genius. Emphasis on the "evil."
Damn straight. Now give me half that burrito
before I turn my evil against you.
So, how's Lucy?
Uh, you know, she's still a little shaken.
Taking some time to get Chris settled.
Remind me what you were doing at her apartment
when you found Chris bleeding out?
Just... dropping her off after we got back from Vegas.
Mm-hmm.
What are you implying?
What do you think?
I was just dropping her off.
Mm-hmm.
You don't have to answer that.
Nolan, has someone been shot?
No. Did someone catch Rosalind Dyer?
No. Okay, then I'm hanging up.
Wait, wait, wait.
There's a corrupt group of deputies.
They killed one of their own.
All right, talk fast. The whole point of a home birth
is to be left alone to suffer in peace.
You're in labor? Like right now?
Nolan, fast.
Uh, we think they're ripping off dealers.
We need your best CI.
Uh, okay. Abel Lawton.
I will text you his phone number.
Thank you. Good--
Good luck.
Hey. You still wading through those case files?
No, I'm done.
You read them all,
or you just skimmed them for the headlines?
Well, I got the gist. Ah.
Jonathan, 19-year-old kid arrested a year ago
on a gun charge.
Since then, he's got his act together.
Taking trade school classes.
He's about to be credentialed as a specialized pipefitter.
I'm gonna knock that one down to a misdemeanor.
You're knocking down charges
while violent crime is on the rise?
I don't think that he's a violent criminal.
Huh. I think he carried a gun for protection
in a neighborhood where that makes sense.
I could run you down my whole list,
but that would take a while. No, no.
Just tell me how many cases you're gonna plead out
and how many cases you're taking to trial,
keeping in mind the correct ratio
is nine plea bargains for every trial.
Zero. And zero.
Well, that's not an option.
I'm just exercising my prosecutorial discretion.
Ha ha ha. Look.
Pick a case to charge, any case,
by the end of the day, okay?
We didn't hire you so you can give everyone a free pass.
Hey.
Hey. Got some time?
We have a case. It's gonna be tricky.
Does it involve punishing the poor?
No. Dirty cops.
I'll be right there.
You think it's too early to get in the pool?
No.
Warm water could help you relax
and relieve some of your back pain.
What is that lovely smell?
Mm. I rubbed the lavender oil
onto my skin so that my scent could calm you.
You really do think of everything.
Mm-hmm.
You were cool with it in the beginning.
Is that the neighbors again? I'm going over there.
Mnh-mnh. No, no, no, no, you're not.
Just call in a noise complaint.
Uh, fireworks?
No, that was gunshots.
Officer Nyla Harper.
Shots fired near 5575 Orange Grove.
Well, looks like a false alarm.
Didn't sound false.
Your neighbors said they were watching "Dirty Harry."
That's got to be what you heard.
Smitty, I am telling you, I heard live gunshots.
We did a thorough search of the house.
There was no sign of foul play.
And the only guns that I saw...
were on that homey's arms.
That dude is ripped.
Thank you, Smitty.
You are as much help as I thought you would be.
You need a hand with anything else?
No, thank you. Goodbye.
Maybe it was "Dirty Harry."
I mean, they've got a serious sound system in there.
Those shots were from a high-caliber weapon,
not a 40-year-old handgun.
It was a big gun.
Just saying.
Mr. Lawton, thank you for coming in.
Yeah. Uh, can you make it quick?
I-I-I don't like being here.
Oh, I'm sorry.
You know, we could have come to your place,
but that might have jammed you up.
Okay, spare me the attitude, all right?
You guys clearly need something from me.
And I should warn you, all right,
my rates have gone up substantially since,
you know, I've been selling intel to the Feds--
Yes, Harper did warn us about that.
She told us to tell you, "Remember Oceanside."
Okay. Uh...
On second thought, um--
uh, for a friend of Harper's, it's free.
Uh, what do you-- what-- what do you need?
What do you know about anyone ripping off drug dealers?
You mean those Sheriff's Department guys?
Uh, yeah.
They hit up my boy, Junior, for like 100K.
Okay, well, uh, we need to talk to him.
So where is he?
He's in lockup.
Or... at least he was.
He's in the morgue now.
Got shanked in prison like two hours ago.
They gave themselves a name. When are cops gonna learn?
Clearly never.
And so far, evidence is sketchy at best.
We think our victim was recording
their criminal activity,
but we can't find the recordings.
And we had a potential witness,
but he magically got shanked in prison earlier today.
All right. So what about financial records?
If they're stealing from drug dealers,
where is the money going?
Nowhere we can find.
Clearly, they're being very disciplined
with the cash they're stealing.
Then you need the recordings.
Without them, there's no case.
I know.
Hi. Lucy.
Uh, were we expecting you?
Oh, no. But I-I heard today was the big day,
so I brought you some food so you didn't have to go out.
That is very sweet of you.
Uh, Nyla, Lucy's here.
So, it's totally vegetarian. Ashwagandha--
Oh, my God! You are glowing.
I am not, but thank you.
And thank you for the food.
Mm-hmm.
So, hey, while I'm here,
I wanted to run something by you.
Um, I was offered a spot in U.C. school.
That's great. That's g-- You-- You deserve it.
Um, quick question. - Mm.
What do you think about that house across the street?
Oh, I-I didn't really notice it.
So, the thing is, Chris just got out of the hospital,
and he really needs me to help him.
Okay, so, James thinks that I should drop it,
but something is going on over at that house.
I heard gunshots earlier on.
And they sent Smitty. But I know Smitty is--
Nyla Harper.
Yes.
Are you roping Lucy into your fantasy?
It's not a fantasy.
O-Okay. I didn't mean it like that.
I apologize. But the truth is,
labor induces a tidal wave of physiological changes.
Hormone levels spike,
neurotransmitters jack up a kind of fight-or-flight response.
Okay, is this just your way of saying
that it's all in my head?
No.
All I'm saying is you're about to give birth,
and you're hypersensitive
to anything that might seem like a threat.
Yeah. That seems logical.
Okay, uh, you know what? I'm gonna-- I'm gonna go.
Um, should I say yes?
To what?
To U.C. school?
Yes.
Say yes.
Oh...
I swear it'd be quieter at a hospital.
Police! Show yourself right now.
I don't want to hear it.
You broke the seal. You're in my crime scene.
It was our guy who went down.
You think we're just gonna stand on the sidelines,
watch the LAPD screw up the investigation?
You buying this? No.
Listen, we're all on the same team--
Wrong. We're investigating a homicide,
and you appear to be attempting to obstruct that investigation.
You don't know what you're talking about, honey.
Come on, let's go.
We got a warrant to search everything, Walt,
including you.
That's not happening.
You don't want to walk into this.
Try me.
Aah!
Don't.
Get up. Get up.
Come on.
Hands behind your back.
Shipping receipt with Garrett's name on it.
A million bucks it's a recording
from the wire Garrett was wearing.
You're under arrest, gentlemen,
for removing evidence and obstruction.
Turn around.
Where's your buddy Rick?
How about you? You can help yourself here.
Don't say a word. Don't listen to him.
Where's Rick?
You know, you'd think cops would be smarter.
This warrant covers your phone.
Called Rick right before we came in.
Hello.
Hey. Tim and I found The Crew
at Garrett's house doing some evidence tampering.
We think Garrett mailed the recordings to himself
at Coast to Post Mailbox Service,
7646 West Vernon.
We're on it.
Move your ass. Rick's already on his way there.
If he gets there first, he'll destroy the evidence.
Hit it.
Is it okay if I take a quick shower?
Yep. You sure?
Yep.
Okay.
"Dirty Harry" my ass.
You left the trunk open.
No, I didn't.
Hey, neighbor! Hey, hey!
How you doing?
Sorry to bother you.
Oh.
Our cat ran out, um, and she--
she's a-a total troublemaker,
um, but she's been declawed
so it's not safe for her to be wandering around out here.
You haven't seen her, have you?
No.
No. Okay. Uh, damn.
Well, please let me know if you do.
Thank you.
Thanks again.
Okay, what the hell were you doing over there?
Gathering evidence.
Without a warrant?
Don't lecture me. My water just broke.
The law still applies.
Wait-- W-W-What, what?
Mm-hmm. Oh, come on, come on.
We got to get you in the birthing tub,
and I got to call the midwife. Come on.
All right. You go around front.
I'll scope it out inside.
Copy that.
Hey! Hey, you guys need to move.
Give me the package.
I-I'm looking. Please don't point that at me.
Hurry up!
O-Okay. Okay.
Give it up, Rick.
Walt and Simon are already in custody.
You're just making things worse for yourself.
Stay here, all right?
Get down!
Give me your hands.
Both of them. Come on.
You broke my ribs.
You killed a cop. You're under arrest.
Where you been?
Nyla, you have the baby yet?
Hey, Nyla.
Aah. I need you to look into my neighbors.
Um, I heard gunshots,
and I-I think that there's something
going [groaning] on over there.
It's, uh, 5574 Orange Grove.
You literally sound like you're having a baby right now.
Mm, basically.
And these guys, they are messing with my birth plan.
Oh, oh. Okay.
Uh, I saw them moving what could have been a body
into the trunk of their car.
And I found hydrofluoric acid in there as well.
But I-I saw all of this without a warrant.
I'll run the homeowner and any associates.
But I need you to focus on having the baby.
If I find anything, I'll get in touch.
Okay, okay. Thank you.
Um, did I hear you talking to somebody?
Nope.
Ooh.
Ooh, ice chips. Thank you. Yes.
Oh, oh!
Doesn't feel good to be on that side of the table, does it?
No.
Prison's gonna feel even worse.
And before you give me your song and dance about your innocence,
you should know Garrett wore a wire for months.
There are dozens of hours of recordings.
You want a sample?
It's zero eight hundred.
We're about to meet a buyer, Junior Mills.
Hey, where you been? Let's go.
Sorry, Walt. Just getting my head right.
Simon, what's up?
See how Garrett name checks you and Walt? Smart.
Well, let's get in there. It's payday.
You know how this works, Junior.
We let you get a taste, now show us the money.
It's all there.
Great. Now beat it.
You got to be kidding me.
You got five to start walking
and if we see you again--
Yeah, there it is.
Your crew stealing from the drug dealers
you're supposed to arrest.
Most of them slink away, but Junior talked.
Told anyone he could about the crew who robbed him.
And Junior ended up dead.
I don't know anything about that.
You got one chance to come clean.
Tell us everything you know,
and I'm prepared to offer you leniency.
Walt will kill me.
He won't be able to get anywhere near you.
I promise.
It's time to do the right thing
for Garrett.
Where is the midwife?
She's on her way. There's traffic.
Remember, don't scream. It's-- It's just wasted energy.
Channel it into breathing.
Aah! Come on.
Okay, yeah, that's fine, too. That's fine, too.
Come on. Here you go.
Mm.
I thought you said the second one was always easier.
I said usually.
Maybe the third will be the easy one, hmm?
Sorry. That was too soon, too soon.
Let me guess, that's the midwife saying she can't make it.
No, it's the Assure Home Security app.
The security system has detected an open window downstairs.
Someone's in the house.
Not necessarily--
Get my gun.
Okay, Nyla, you are fully dilated.
This baby is coming any minute now.
It's the murderers from across the street.
Get my damn gun.
Okay, you stay here, okay?
I'll go check it out. Stay here.
What? No-- James, stay-- No. James, you...
Drop the gun. I am in here giving life,
but I will take yours if you even twitch.
7-Adam-200, shots fired,
officer needs help at my location.
Hey!
Nyla!
Wait!
It's a girl.
Welcome to the world, kiddo.
I promise it won't always be this insane.
Hey, are you okay?
Well, all things considered.
Was I right about the body?
You were right. GSW to the chest.
Looking like they had a hidden basement in the house
where they put the body when Smitty came calling.
You definitely win the best childbirth story.
I don't know. You have that whole Guatemala adventure.
Yeah, but I didn't have the baby down there.
Accept the crown. You earned it.
Sgt. Grey: He's right.
T.I.D.s are finishing up downstairs.
You still got to talk to the shooting team,
but they can wait a few days.
You're on maternity leave.
Yes. Uh, no more investigations.
You promise?
Look, if an escaped convict
comes into my Mommy and Me class,
then I will have no choice.
But, barring that,
I will spend the next six weeks
just staring at this little angel.
♪ Thought it'd be easy, easy
♪ To find my way, all the way home ♪
Let me guess, an orphanage wants to buy Dad's house
for a hundred bucks.
No.
Listen, I haven't been entirely honest with you.
The phone call this morning?
Yeah.
Rob and I are having a hard time.
Like go to counseling hard time?
Like divorce lawyers hard time.
I'm sorry.
Me too.
But it's for the best.
Now, about Dad's house--
You want to sell it to the happy family
because you're feeling nostalgic.
No, I want to sell it to the highest bidder
because divorces aren't cheap, and I need
to cushion the landing into single mom-hood.
Wow. Uh, very smart.
So, is-- is Rob moving out?
Actually, I was thinking of moving.
To where?
Here.
I mean, unless you don't want me to.
Are you kidding? I think it's a great idea.
Good. Now give me a hug 'cause I just told you
my marriage fell apart, and I'm trying to be strong,
but I'm feeling really sad.
How was your first day?
You know, I was worried that it might be weird
working on the other side,
but I think it might actually work out.
Don't get too excited.
You won't get to arrest crooked cops every day.
I hope you're wrong.
I think I found my niche.
Yeah?
Hey.
I just wanted to apologize.
I wasn't much of a T.O. today.
What are you talking about?
Everything was happening so fast.
So if I didn't slow down and properly--
No, look.
If you repeat this, I will deny it.
But, um, after today,
you're definitely my favorite T.O.
That's very kind. You don't have to say that.
No, John, I-I-I mean it.
You know, you-- you teach by asking,
and that's a very under-appreciated method.
So thanks.
You're welcome. Yeah.
♪ Finding my way, finding my way ♪
Oh, and it's, um, Sir
or Officer Nolan when we're on duty.
Yes, sir.
I will see you tomorrow.
See you tomorrow.
♪ Whoa, oh, oh, oh
What are you in the mood for next?
Oh, um, anything,
as long as it's not another cooking show.
Hey. What are you doing here?
Just checking in. How are you feeling?
Okay. Lucy's taking great care of me.
I have no doubt.
Hey, can we talk?
Uh, yeah, sure.
So, I, uh...
I hear you're on the fence about going to U.C. school.
Chris called you?
Yeah, which was unexpected.
Um, he wanted me to talk to you.
It's not the right time.
He's gonna be fine.
You owe it to yourself to go.
I know, but--
What happened to him isn't your fault.
We were about to--
But we didn't.
We didn't.
Uh, are you trying to get rid of me as your go-fer?
No.
No, I'm trying to look out for you.
It's time for you to move on.
And some time away would be good.
It's a great opportunity, Lucy.
Mm-hmm.
You should go for it.
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