Previously on "The Rookie"...
I think we should have a baby.
How do you feel about having sex
in the back of an ambulance?
I'm guessing she's in some kind of contest with herself
to see how fast she can conceive.
You violated procedure and roped in two other officers?
I can't just go back to the way things were.
Are you breaking up with me?
I'm sorry.
I got stood up.
Who the hell would stand you up?
I mean, you are a catch.
Did Tim really get kicked out of Metro?
- Yeah. - First day back on patrol.
I need you to take Dr. London on a ride-along.
You asked the department shrink to--to babysit me?
I--I think you're right.
I am mad at myself.
♪ Learn to use your voice
Monica, you're not listening.
There's no way I can get that deal approved.
Client has to do some time.
She's got a rap sheet longer than "War and Peace."
Nobody reads anymore, Wesley.
And her rap sheet is irrelevant.
We'll never get this deal negotiated with that attitude.
Then we can go to court. Is that you want?
I said--
- Shut up. - Excuse me?
I think there's someone in my house.
The Ghost of Christmas Future?
I'm gonna check it out. I'll call you back.
No, no. Don't--don't check it out.
Lock yourself in your bedroom. Call 911.
I'm pretty sure you forget who you're talking to.
If you're scared, you call 911.
You better run!
Police are on their way!
Even worse, half the guys in lockup
would scoop your eyeballs out if I told them to.
Oh!
Yah!
You break in to rob the place,
or did someone send you to kill me?
That's a yes on coming to kill me.
Who was it?
To be continued.
Help me.
Hey.
Bradford.
Mad Dog, Dr. London.
Hey, listen.
We didn't get a chance to talk about me leaving Metro.
Water under the bridge, bro.
See ya, Doc.
Are you...
No, I'm actually heading up to five
to drop off some paperwork, just got on the wrong elevator.
Everything okay with Mad Dog?
Can't discuss a patient.
Technically shouldn't have told you he's a patient.
How are you doing?
Did seeing a former squad mate upset you?
Well, last I checked, we're in an elevator
and not your office, so...
Of course. Sorry.
Still internalizing the rules of engagement.
I'll see you Thursday.
Yeah. Looking forward to it.
How's it working out with your new roommate?
Technically, she's about to move in.
But wait, why are you asking?
We're thin today.
Got a bunch of sick calls, and Nolan took a personal day.
So I need you to ride with Celina.
Oh, uh, but I'm-- I'm not a training officer.
In the name of the Los Angeles Police Department,
I hereby--come here--
appoint you as acting training officer for the day.
Is that something you can do, sir?
I'm all-powerful.
Oh, okay.
But is it gonna be a problem overseeing your roommate?
No, sir.
Officer Juarez and I are both professionals.
Good answer.
Sorry, I--I can come back.
No, no, no, no.
Officer Chen needs to go round up her boot.
Boot? Really?
Give her the all-powerful gag?
Yeah. Have a good shift.
Yeah, you too.
Wow.
That wasn't awkward at all.
Believe it or not, it's-- it's better than it's been.
Well, you need to fix it.
Dysfunction kills team efficiency.
And I'm not going out like that.
So you need to work it out.
Otherwise, I'm gonna have to choose who stays
and who transfers to North Hollywood.
And trust me, it won't be Officer Chen who goes.
Understood.
In the meantime, I've got another
fun assignment for you--
helping your old Metro team.
They're looking for someone who knows pre-raid surveillance
and dynamic entry SOPs.
Great. I'd be happy to lead the team.
You know the target?
Barrio Rosa.
But, um, you're not leading anything.
They want you on point to keep watch on their clubhouse,
i.e. the target.
Sure. Yeah, babysitting the scene
before the op kicks off--
quarterback to water boy.
Sure, yeah, whatever you need.
Great. Um...
take Thorsen.
He can use improvement on special ops knowledge.
Yes, sir.
Hi.
We're here to see Dr. Bhatia.
You know, when I say "fertility doctor,"
it sounds so weirdly 18th century, right?
Like he's gonna prescribe a cocaine and morphine tincture
for my consumption.
Pretty sure you wouldn't see a fertility doctor
for consumption, even in the 1800s.
Oh, well, yes, if we're gonna split hairs.
Oh, hey, what are you doing here?
Monica got attacked in her home.
She shot the intruder.
Disgruntled client?
No idea.
Paramedics are bringing them both in.
Ow!
Could you make the ride any rougher?
I have a head injury.
Wait, are you guys okay?
Yeah, no, just a doctor appointment.
Go--go do your thing.
I'll let's start with patrol.
You okay?
No. I'm supposed to be in court.
- He say anything? - No, ma'am.
And no ID on him.
- Keys? - No.
Well, he didn't just walk into that neighborhood.
He must have stashed the keys somewhere.
Call in for a canvass. Run every license plate
in a half-mile radius if you have to.
What's her story?
She's almost as tight-lipped as our guy here.
Said he broke in, assaulted her.
She got a couple of shots off.
And then we went down the stairs.
And you managed to shoot him in both feet before the tumble?
That's what I said.
Do I need to talk slower?
No. It's just that TID told me
that they found one shell casing upstairs
and the other one down in the foyer.
You ask her about the shell casings?
- Doing it now. - Look, it's not my job
to teach you the physics of shell casing ejections
during a violent struggle.
And if your intention is to try and take this opportunity
to paint me as the bad guy in my own assault,
then I'll see you both in court.
Slow your roll, Red. We're just doing our job.
Well, go do it somewhere else so the doctor can examine me
and stitch up my head.
No problem. We will talk later.
- You think she's lying? - With every breath she takes.
- Hey. - Hey.
Is today gonna be uncomfortable for you at all?
Oh, no, not at all.
Because on the face of it,
I realize that me being your boss for the day
on the eve of you moving in could prove to be challenging.
My point of view is that you have a wealth of knowledge
that I'm excited to spend the day absorbing.
Great. Okay.
Well, listen, I'm not gonna be trying to trip you up
or make you jump through any hoops.
I don't see why today can't be about, you know,
investing in your success.
- Sounds good to me. - Great.
Yeah, okay, let's get it.
Nice.
Something always goes wrong.
All the tactical preparation in the world
becomes moot the second boots hit the ground.
Yeah, everybody's got a plan
till they get punched in the face.
Exactly.
The best team leaders understand that
and can pivot in a heartbeat.
Got it.
Tell me why I have to be in full uniform again?
In case we take enforcement action,
uniform verifies we're the police.
Got it.
And I have to be the one to wear it because...
Tell me more about our target.
Barrio Rosa is a Mexican mafia offshoot,
heavy into Special K and meth.
CI told Metro, that warehouse is a base of operations.
Okay. Surveillance note-taking 101.
Because Metro is about to hit that warehouse in a few hours,
we have to write down everything that happens.
Start writing this.
"Sergeant Bradford, Officer Thorsen
land at 0914 hours."
"0914 hours."
Can I ask you a question?
No.
Mail carrier...
number 11-46,
uh, arrives on target at 0916 hours,
makes delivery, and moves on.
And the answer to your question is no.
I mean, you don't even know what the question is.
Of course I do.
You want to know if it bothers me
that I'm here doing grunt work while my former squad's
about to take down a major drug trafficker.
I mean, it has to, right?
Wrong.
My job is to do what's asked of me
to the best of my abilities without complaint.
Although I would recommend you switch to a stronger deodorant.
Male transient pushing a shopping cart past target
at 0917 hours and moves on.
Why aren't you writing?
I was checking my deodorant.
I'm just saying, it feels like they're showing off.
So to your thinking,
these ladies don't actually have appointments.
They're just hanging out in a waiting room
to make you feel inadequate?
Well, when you put it that way, I sound crazy.
But yes.
We don't even know that there's a problem.
I just-- I feel it in my bones.
- Bailey. - Hi.
- Hey. - I heard you were here.
Thought I'd come check on you.
That's so sweet. Thank you.
Nonsense. Doctor Bhatia is awesome.
She has helped hundreds of patients with fertility issues,
not that we know that you have any.
Right.
What's going on?
I don't know.
All available medical personnel
to the ER for Code Yellow.
I'm sorry, I have to go.
Right. Do you think we should help?
I do. They might need us.
Let's go.
Bailey Nune?
Hey, hey, break it up.
We need to clear everyone out for incoming patients.
My suspect's waiting for surgery.
Okay, we'll move him into the hallway.
He can stand outside the OR. You can go with him.
I cleared your paperwork, so you can go home.
Um, you know,
I started feeling really dizzy a few minutes ago.
Okay, we'll get you admitted.
I don't want you going home with a concussion.
But in the meantime, we're gonna need to put you
in the hallway while we wait for a room.
I'm sorry for the inconvenience.
Not at all. I understand.
What happened?
Eastern Front and Russian mob threw down in a big way.
The Eastern Front boss got shot in the chest.
I'm not sure how it kicked off,
but we got north of 30 casualties inbound.
From both sides?
You couldn't separate the gangs to different hospitals?
I left my sorting hat at the station.
I have additional units coming
from Rampart and Hollywood to assist.
But if boss man dies,
all hell is gonna break loose.
Hey, uh, where should we put this guy?
He's Russian?
Eastern Front.
To the left.
Let's set him down right here by this one.
All right, the doctor's are gonna check you out.
Then we'll get you down to Mid-Wilshire for processing.
So just, uh, sit tight and don't cause any trouble.
Uh, one thing, when you--
when you're letting the cuffed wrist switch up, use the hold.
Oh, I didn't even think about that.
- Yeah, yeah. - Got a guy here.
Not sure if he's gang or citizen...
Because I don't speak Russian.
No, Smitty, please, no!
Hands. Great.
Thanks for the assist. I thought you had the day off.
I do. Had a doctor's appointment.
Thank you.
Oh, jeez. Okay, come on.
Are you okay? - I'm great.
Just completed my "wounded in the line of duty"
punch card.
Pension will be firing on all cylinders now.
Okay, well, I'm happy for you.
- Whew! - All right.
I'll be right back.
Well, you finish up your appointment?
Uh, no.
I was going to, but we got pulled into that.
Maybe we can squeeze it in later on today.
What do you need from us?
I got a stack of field interview cards in my trunk.
Grab those and start passing them out.
We need to start collecting witness statements
so we can try to make sense of this mess.
But aren't they all gonna lie?
Some of them will, but hopefully we'll get enough
of the truth to figure out what the hell happened.
Was anybody seriously injured?
A couple of Russians got cut up pretty bad.
One is critical.
The leader of the Eastern Front, Armen Azarian,
just went into surgery-- shot twice in the chest.
Right now we've got a ton of mutual combat
with a half dozen assault with a deadly weapon.
But if Azarian dies, that all changes.
We are looking at a murder charge
and a full-out gang war.
- You get the-- - Cyclist?
Yep, already noted.
Damn.
Thought I'd turned this alert off.
Yeah, you must have set that a few different times.
I can take a look at it if you want.
No. It's fine.
Are you gonna get her anything?
Pretty sure it's bad form to buy a present
for the girl you broke up with.
Or a girl you kissed at a wedding.
Never mind.
Metro needs us back at the station for a pre-brief.
Relief detail arriving in five.
Great.
Now I can change into a dry uniform
and up my deodorant game.
Did you buy her a present?
Lucy?
Yeah, spa day at the Four Seasons.
Celina's idea.
- Nice. - Yeah.
Can I ask why y'all split up?
No.
You haven't heard anything?
Well, have you shaken all the trusted trees?
No. No, no, stop asking.
I don't want the wrong people to hear that I'm on the hunt.
I'll--I'll get back to you.
Hey.
How you feeling?
Sore.
Did you come all the way down here just to check on me?
I did.
I'm touched.
I thought that was you.
Hey.
Detective Lopez.
How does it feel to have your husband rush down
to check on the former love of his life?
As the true love of his life,
I feel great that he's such a good person
he can show compassion for someone as unworthy as you.
Are you ready to finish our interview?
No.
Okay, but the fact that you're not all over me
to press charges against this guy
is setting off alarms in my brain.
I'll try and control my concern.
We still have a plea deal to negotiate,
and I've got some free time.
Yeah, I'm not falling for that.
You'll turn around and tell the judge I took advantage
while you were suffering from a head injury.
I would never.
Yeah, right.
I'm glad you're okay.
Sorry you came down.
Not at all. I got to see you.
Aw.
Quickie in the janitor's closet?
Wait. Do you have time?
Not at all.
But a girl can fantasize. - Aw.
Hey, did you hear?
Armen died on the table.
Damn it.
Azarian's dead, there's gonna be hell to pay.
Yeah, we should reach out to Grey,
see if he can send us some more support,
and maybe set up some metal detectors.
Hey. Did you manage to reschedule?
Yeah, they're gonna squeeze us in
in the next 30 minutes. - Great.
Did it settle down out there?
Uh, yes and no.
I mean, most of the combatants have been squared away,
but now their family members are starting to arrive,
most of whom are probably also gang members.
Well, if you wanna go back out there and help,
there's no reason both of us need to sit here and wait.
No, I'm not gonna leave you now.
My anxiety level is low.
The magazine selection is solid.
So go make yourself useful, and I'll text you
when you need to come back.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
You are the best.
I know.
Where's my brother?
What's your brother's name?
Armen.
He was shot.
I--I heard he was in surgery.
Why don't you come over here with me,
and I can help you find out his status.
Gun!
Got her. I got her.
Are you okay?
You have some acoustic trauma.
What?
I'm kidding, but you can't set me up like that.
No, but seriously, it's deafening.
The tinnitus, the ringing, is--
Hey, I heard what happened. Are you okay?
Yeah, you just might want to talk into this ear for now.
Will his hearing come back?
Time will tell.
The trauma caused inflammation,
and we can't assess the full damage until that subsides.
You were very lucky.
A few more inches to the right,
and you wouldn't be here anymore.
She is exaggerating. It was not that close.
Anything near you is too close.
Fair enough.
Did you get to see the fertility doctor?
No, I heard you were in trouble,
and I ran out of there.
Bailey Nune?
Thanks for helping with the pre-raid on this one.
That's burn after reading.
Fun.
Well, technically we shred it.
Make sure this information never leaves the room.
So memorize it, destroy it.
Shredder's in the back. - Yes, sir.
Sorry you got put on point. Grey was short-staffed.
I just needed somebody who knew which way was up.
No problem. Happy to help wherever needed.
Cool.
Hey, I--I do have some questions, though.
What's up with the stacking order?
Where's the secondary entry point and the chase car?
Hey, whoa. I appreciate your help,
but it's my operation. It's my team.
Try not to go picking it apart, right?
No, I'm not. Just, it's Barrio Rosa.
They come strapped at all times.
And I don't see certain things--
Are you serious?
These guys feel like you let them down.
You quit on us when we welcomed you,
and now you got the nerve to come back
and give me notes on my ops plan?
Okay, this isn't about me giving notes.
I'm just trying to be helpful. - Yeah, well, don't.
Nobody wants to hear from the guy who got bounced for cause.
All right, this is my ops plan,
and you're gonna fall in line or I'm gonna kick your ass
all over the parking lot when this is done.
All right, folks.
Briefing time. Listen up.
Well, you've been very unhelpful.
Do you have any more of those cards?
Yeah.
Just be careful with your gun on that side.
Oh, yeah. Sorry.
Yeah, there's suspects everywhere.
Yeah, it becomes second nature at some point,
like breathing.
Hi.
Okay, what's your name?
Bite me.
That's--that's catchy.
Have your parents been notified that you're here?
I don't need them.
Well, yeah, technically you still do.
What are you, 15?
Please.
I'm 18.
Please. It has been a very long day,
and you are clearly closer to being a child
than you are a man, so just--
Bitch, I'm more of a man than you've ever had.
What did you say to me? Say it again.
Get up.
Wait, what are you doing?
Taking him somewhere else to talk.
Let's try this again, without your friends around.
Okay? Name.
I told you.
Bite me.
Can you head back out to the waiting room
and see if anybody knows the name of the kid
who's spilling Eastern Front secrets?
- You wouldn't do that. - Hm?
She's not gonna do that.
I'll do whatever she tells me to.
I'm a rookie, and she's my TO.
But we're gonna find out your name no matter what.
So why are you sweating us?
Fine. I'm Slak.
Thank you.
Babayan.
All right, and you are an Eastern Front wannabe.
Nothing wannabe about me.
I'm all in, and they know it.
No doubt.
I think you should want to help us figure out
who killed your boss.
- Armen's dead? - Yeah.
He died about an hour ago on the operating table.
Did you happen to see who pulled the trigger?
- No. - No?
The blood splatter on your face
and your clothes says otherwise.
I'd say you were standing right next to him when it went down.
Wrong.
Listen, Slak,
if you have a name, just give it to us, okay?
There's no reason anyone needs to know that it came from you.
But it just points us in the right direction
so we can go and make a case.
Forget it.
I mean, even if I did know who killed him,
that's for us to handle.
Us?
Do you really have that in you
after what you just went through,
watching your friends get shot and stabbed
right in front of you?
You have barely got a foot in the life right now.
You can still walk away. But you go all in on a murder,
and your fate is sealed.
You understand?
You don't have to do that.
It was...
it was the big Russian Nave shot...
Kostya.
Ms. Stevens, how are you feeling?
Not terrible, all things considered.
Have you gotten an ID on my attacker yet?
No, his prints aren't in the system,
and he's still not talking.
Hasn't even asked for a lawyer.
Well, as a lawyer, I think he's being an idiot.
But as his victim,
I hope he waives his rights and confesses.
I hear you.
But you can rest easy for now.
I'll be outside his room until shift change,
and then another officer will replace me.
You'll be safe here.
Thank you, Officer. I so appreciate that.
So that's Armen's killer?
You trust the ID?
I mean, kid was shaken up, but he seemed genuine.
Yeah, it also makes sense in why the shooter targeted him.
All right, well, if they tried once,
they might make another run at him.
Post up here, and we'll try to get more evidence.
Yeah, you got it.
Hey.
Lucy Chen, Celina Juarez, Mid-Wilshire.
Liz Diamond, Hollywood.
You pulled in on the gang war?
No, home invasion.
Guy in there attacked some lawyer.
Oh, yeah, I heard about that.
Monica. - You know her?
Yeah, I mean, she's a real piece of work.
Any idea who the guy is?
None. He hasn't said a word.
So he's either disciplined or scared.
Are we still taking surveillance notes?
Negative.
Okay, so what should we be doing then?
Making sure no one sneaks up
on our people once they're inside.
We cover their twelve.
Rear point covers their six.
Copy that.
- Front point clear? - Clear.
- Rear point clear? - Clear.
Then we're green and go.
Breaching.
Move, move, move, move.
Patrol, 7-Adam-100.
Officers down. Repeat, officers down!
Help!
Finally.
Yeah, sorry about all the missed appointments.
Not at all. It's been a crazy day.
How are you both?
Great.
Not great. In the middle.
Well, I'm glad we're getting a chance to talk.
Because there's a problem?
I wouldn't call it a problem.
I'd call it an obstacle.
But obstacles can be overcome. - I knew it.
Okay, please tell me that I am the obstacle.
I mean, I've already had a child,
but it was a long, long time ago.
Maybe something's changed.
No, your sperm density is adequate.
But my ovaries aren't.
It's not your ovaries, which is good.
But there's some damage to your fallopian tubes,
which is making it difficult for your eggs
to move from the ovaries to the uterus.
The good news is, we can get around that with IVF.
- In vitro? - Yes.
Now, obviously, at your age, you're considered
a geriatric pregnancy--
a technical term no one loves.
But after 35, there are increased risk factors.
That said, I see no reason that,
in time, you can't get pregnant.
Okay. That's great, right?
How much time?
The IVF process takes six to eight weeks,
but the odds of it working on the first try
are on the lower side.
And it's expensive.
But we don't care about the money.
A single IVF cycle normally costs 15,000 to 20,000.
Whatever it takes.
I think you two should take a little time to digest this.
Let's have a follow-up meeting next week to discuss further.
- Right. - Thanks.
I love you.
I love you too.
Wanna go find a quiet place to cry?
Yep.
Hey. Hey.
What happened? - It was a booby trap.
They clearly knew the raid was coming.
Left an IED behind.
Are you two okay?
Yeah, nothing-- nothing critical,
a little banged up.
We were, um...
we were pulling out Mad Dog and Nash
when half the ceiling came down on us.
How bad are they wounded?
Nash is bad.
Shrapnel wounds to the head and torso.
Garcia was behind him, leg got all torn up.
Mad Dog got lucky.
The first two took the brunt of the blast.
He's a pincushion, but according to the medic,
it's mostly superficial.
Look, it's clear that they knew we were coming.
It seems like they knew what door we would be using.
You think there's a leak?
It's the only thing that makes sense.
The mission was last-minute.
It was close to the vest.
I mean, other than Metro and the two observation units,
only the judge who signed the warrant was in the loop.
All right.
You two get patched up.
Uh, sir.
I wanna help figure out what happened.
Yeah, me too.
As long as you get cleared by the doctor.
I'll coordinate with their lieutenant.
But let's keep this quiet.
Last thing we need is word of a mole hunt getting around.
Yes, sir.
Maybe it's just not meant to be.
Nonsense.
Millions of people go through this.
That's what science is for.
I know, but--
But what?
Nothing.
It's just--it's a lot to process, you know?
Yes, and we will process it together.
Yeah.
What?
That's Armen's brother,
the dead leader of the Eastern Front gang.
You think something's up?
I think his dead brother's
already downstairs in the morgue,
so what's he doing on a patient floor?
- You wanna follow him? - You up for that?
Yes, I'm dying for something else to focus on.
Let's go.
Don't look at me like that.
Nah, the only way I'm looking at you is with empathy.
I've been in that bed, worrying about my guys,
wondering if there's anything I could have done differently.
Sometimes things just go wrong.
I'm not buying it.
I think you're standing there
thinking I should have listened to you.
No, no, no. This--this wasn't about
quality of mission plan.
This was a trap.
Nah, the question is, how did they know you were coming?
I don't know.
I mean, we played it as close to the vest as we could.
Dr. London.
I heard what happened.
Ran over to make sure everyone was okay.
Thanks, Doc.
Yeah, I think we're all pretty far from okay.
Of course. That was stupid of me.
Do you need anything? Is there someone I should call?
Nah. We're all squared away.
Hey, I'm curious, how did you hear about the ambush?
Are you kidding?
It's all everybody can talk about.
That and the gang war.
Half my patients today canceled
because they got called into work.
I'm so sorry that this happened to you and your guys.
I'll say a prayer.
She seemed like the last person you wanted to see.
No, I just...
I'm in no mood to talk about my feelings.
Look, man, I'm a wreck,
and they shot me full of painkillers,
so I'm shutting down for a while.
Yeah, I get it.
I'll check back with you after Nash's surgery.
Thanks.
Nothing suspicious about him having to pee.
No.
Do me a favor. Go find Celina and Lucy.
Tell them I think trouble's brewing.
Where are you going?
To tinkle.
No worries. I can wait.
Hey. John wanted me to tell you--
Shots fired.
South building, second floor, east hallway.
Move, come on. We gotta go.
Take her. Okay, go, go.
Liz, I need you. Lock yourself in my guy's room.
Protect him at all costs.
These shooters are probably here to kill him.
Agh!
- Got me? - Yeah, yeah.
Told you we weren't done.
Let's talk.
Police! Drop your weapon!
You got nowhere to go, Aram!
And a hospital full of cops who are heading this way.
So give up now or get buried next to your brother.
Turn around.
Hands on your head. Interlace your fingers.
I'm only gonna ask you once.
Failure to answer or lie to me,
and I will detonate your heart with an air bubble.
Who sent you?
Go to hell.
I'll meet you there.
What are you doing here?
Barrio Rosa blew up my cops.
You said no one was gonna get hurt.
Did you just kill that guy?
You don't want me to answer that.
Now get the hell out of here. I will call you
when I am released.
Go!
Liz, we're Code 4. You can unlock the door.
How bad?
Two Eastern Front shooters are down.
A couple of citizens with GSWs.
I mean, it's a mess.
Thanks for having our back. - Of course.
No. No, no.
I need a Code Blue unit now!
- What happened? - I-I don't know.
I went to protect the Russian shooter.
I didn't think-- - So he was alone?
Yeah. I'm sorry.
What the hell is going on out there?
You've been here the whole time?
Are you kidding?
The second I heard gunfire, I hid in the corner.
What kind of half-assed policing
are you guys practicing?
Shut up.
The guy who attacked you just coded.
I'm having a hard time thinking it was just an accident.
Oh.
You need to tread very carefully, Angela.
I warned you what would happen
if you tried to make me the bad guy
when it was my home that was invaded
and me who was viciously assaulted.
If we find the slightest bit of evidence
that you lied to us at any point,
things are gonna get real serious between us.
Leave.
Now.
Have I mentioned how much I hate her recently?
That goes without saying, but she is not wrong.
Unless we find rock-solid evidence that she was involved,
we keep our suspicions to ourselves,
because she will destroy us.
Okay, are you sure it's okay I stay here tonight?
Technically, I'm not paying rent until tomorrow.
Girl, stop. Of course.
Look, your stuff is in boxes.
You can sleep on the couch
and meet the movers in the morning.
Thanks.
I think we handled today really well.
I agree.
I--I really tried to be respectful
with the--the corrections.
And I tried to be receptive,
although I gotta say, you're my fourth TO so far,
and you all do things a little differently.
You will too, once you graduate.
You just have to take the best of what's offered
and make the job your own.
So, um, I've actually saved two very special bath bombs,
and one has your name on it-- if you want, of course.
Oh, my God.
Best roommate ever.
Enjoy.
♪ When the sun won't shine and the words don't rhyme ♪
♪ And there's mountains you can't move ♪
♪ Something's on your mind
Aww.
Hey, baby.
Aww.
How are you?
I miss you.
♪ Wherever you go
♪ You know what to do
♪ Oh, child, lift up your head ♪
♪ All this trouble's only gonna last for a while ♪
♪ Yeah, we're gonna be all right, oh, child ♪
♪ Lift up your head
♪ And the light's gonna find you ♪
♪ Yeah, the light, yeah, the light's gonna find you ♪
♪ When you feel like you ain't got a friend ♪
♪ And you're wondering if you ever gon' smile again ♪
♪ Every little thing gon' be okay ♪
♪ I know that you gon' see better days ♪
♪ So whenever you don't know how to get through ♪
♪ Oh, child, lift
- Wine? - Yes.
Okay.
Red or white?
Yes.
Shall I just mix them together in a glass?
Just pour the white.
♪ Oh, this trouble's only gonna last for a while ♪
- What a day. - Yeah.
So you don't have to make any decisions tonight.
I know.
But you already have.
Yeah. I don't think I can
go down the rabbit hole of IVF,
week after week, month after month
of trying, hoping, and failing.
Not to mention the cost of it.
I-- - I get it.
No, I get it. I understand.
But if you change your mind,
I'm in.
♪ Yeah, we're gonna be all right ♪
♪ Oh, child, lift up your head ♪
♪ And the light's gonna find you ♪
The hell are you doing up here?
Nash is paralyzed.
I heard.
They think it might be temporary.
It wasn't supposed to go down like this.
What do you mean?
Did you compromise the op?
They were just supposed to clear out before we got there.
No one was supposed to get hurt.
Who did you tell?
I can't.
Why not?
Because she knows all my secrets.
Who does?
I'm sorry.
Damn it.