The Rookie

Bailey:

Bailey?

Bailey, you okay?

Bailey. Give me your belt.

Your belt. Give me your belt.

Control, this is Detective Lopez.

I have a fully engulfed structure fire

at 1600 Quiet Valley Lane in Newhall.

I need fire rescue and an RA

for a woman with a puncture wound to her left leg.

Fred's still in there.

Don't move.

We have to help him! Bailey.

No one could have survived that.

Bailey, he's gone.

Hey, whoa, whoa! What are you doing?

I'm fine.

You're not fine. Come on.

Back in bed. Back in bed.

Watch your legs.

How's the patient?

Did they find Fred?

I'm afraid so.

His body sustained extensive damage in the explosion,

but the Deputy Fire Chief made a positive ID.

I'm sorry. I know you were close.

I thought we were.

Then he turned out to be a serial killer,

so it would seem that the guy I liked

was just a disguise he was wearing.

Lopez: Seems like he knew we were onto him ‐‐

wanted to go out on his own terms ‐‐

one last fire.

Hey, you okay? I heard you got the guy.

Thanks to Nolan and Bailey.

So we need to close out the case tomorrow.

Do you mind partnering with Lopez?

Yeah, whatever you need.

Sarge, I was hoping I could take the day tomorrow,

just to help Bailey get settled at my place.

I told you I'd be fine in my apartment.

I'm sure you would be, but I'm not budging on this.

I don't want to impose.

It's not an imposition.

Okay, here we go.

Watch your step.

You're pretty good on those.

Gymnast all through high school and college.

If you can sprain it, twist it, or dislocate it, I have.

All I want is a couch.

You don't want to go straight to bed?

Not yet.

First, I'm gonna have a big cry and eat some carbs,

probably cry again,

then I can sleep.

Okay.

I will get the tissues and ice cream.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

So I rolled a stop sign. What's the big deal?

No, you ran a red light and a stop sign,

and when we tried to pull you over,

you flipped us off and led us on a medium‐speed pursuit.

I was late for an appointment with Orchid, my life coach.

Well, she's doing a terrible job.

Go stand over there.

Is there anything we can do about this lighting?

Hey, so I've been meaning to talk to you

about our bet from the treasure hunt.

The bet I won? No, the bet I won.

I had the gold in my hands.

Because I stopped to arrest an armed gunman.

Eh, technically, I arrested him.

All you did was stand there with your arm out.

Which is even more impressive.

Sir, what do you think?

What?

You okay, sir?

Something wrong with the booking slip?

No. No. What do you need?

An umpire.

Um, who do you think won our treasure hunt bet?

It was a tie. Oh...

We need a rematch. Oh, I have an idea.

Why don't we race each other in an escape room?

Hard pass.

No, we need a neutral party

to decide the terms of the competition.

And that would be me. Okay.

I'm gonna assign each of you a penal code violation

at random.

First one to make their arrest wins.

Officer Chen, your crime is 266i ‐‐

encourage, influence, or persuade someone

to become a prostitute.

Sergeant Bradford, yours is 148.4.

Oh, come on.

Willfully and maliciously tampers with or breaks

fire protection equipment?

You knew that off the top of your head?

You didn't?

Hmm. It's unfair.

So is life. Deal with it.

Hmm.

Oh, thank you.

Is there any way I can get a single?

No. I'm afraid not.

Maybe I can make a donation

to the policemen's fund or something.

Okay, don't add bribery to your charge.

It's a whole other stack of paperwork.

Let's go.

What if I give you someone worse?

I know about a real crime.

I could cut a deal, right?

Like in the movies.

That depends. What's the crime?

They're alleging you beat a man to death with a tire iron.

Dude deserved it. He's banging my ex‐wife.

That's a street violation. That demands repercussions.

Right. Sadly, street violations don't hold up in court.

Says here there's a witness.

Yeah, some nosy old man across the street

saw the whole thing.

Well, that's a problem. Why?

He's the one that's watching us like some perv.

Be that as it may, we should start talking plea deal.

A ‐‐ No!

No way, man, okay?

Elijah said you could fix this.

Elijah makes too many promises.

But I'll do what I can.

In the meantime, hey, you know the drill ‐‐

best behavior.

Don't talk to anyone.

I noticed you got a new client.

Yeah.

Business is good.

Lately, it seems like all your clients

are on Elijah Stone's payroll.

Well, every criminal defendant is entitled to a defense,

regardless of who they associate with.

Yes, and up 'til recently,

you've always chosen to represent the underdog.

But now, the way things are going,

you're on your way to becoming a mob lawyer.

I think that's a bit extreme.

And there's only two ways I've ever seen that turn out ‐‐

you end up disbarred and indicted

or you end up dead.

Okay, I think that ‐‐

You know how much I care for Angela.

If you ever get in over your head,

you can come see me.

I appreciate that.

But you know I would never do anything

to jeopardize my family.

I hope not.

I'll let you know if there's gonna be a service.

Okay, bye.

I made breakfast.

You sure did.

I was feeling a little powerless,

so this happened.

You're not gonna hear me complaining.

This smells amazing.

Who was that on the phone?

Fred's old captain.

His family's dealing with so much,

so I'm contacting some of his former colleagues.

That's me. I'll take this real quick.

Hey, what's up?

I just wanted to call and check in

and see how Bailey's doing.

Uh, she's made four different kinds of pancakes.

I'm not sure if that's good or bad.

Yeah, the type A personality's first stage of grief ‐‐ cooking.

What's next? Uh, cleaning.

Then organization.

She can't fix what happened,

but she can fix every little thing

that's wrong in her apartment.

Uh, well, she's staying with me.

Yeah, well, when she changes the drapes,

just roll with it. Right.

Thanks for checking in. I gotta go.

I am so sorry, David, but can you repeat that?

When were you at Lake Mead with Fred?

David: Last Fourth of July.

And you were with him the whole time? Yep.

It was supposed to be a week‐long camping trip,

but, uh, a couple days in, he got a nasty stomach bug.

He got so dehydrated, I had to take him to Henderson.

He spent the rest of the trip in the hospital.

Never thought that'd be the last time I'd ever see him.

And he will be missed.

I will let you know if there's any details

about the funeral.

Take care, okay? Thanks, Bailey.

You too.