All jewelry must be removed by the arresting officer.
Do I have your permission to proceed?
Hey.
Happy Half-Year Anniversary.
That's not a thing.
Well, maybe not for cynical police officers,
but for tender-hearted lawyers,
it's totally a thing.
But, hey,
if you don't want to go to n/naka tonight, eh...
You got a reservation?
- You need to make those like six... - Six months in advance. I know.
I love your confidence.
Wait.
We've only been dating for five months.
Yeah, well, technically, but...
Did you make that reservation for someone else
and hope I wouldn't remember exactly when we hooked up?
If I say yes, are you gonna say no?
Are you kidding? I would kill to eat there.
But I'm gonna require
some serious shower time...
- Oh. - ...for you to make amends.
Deal. Yeah.
Whoa. Okay.
We've got a problem.
I just got an invitation to a wedding.
Yeah. I don't do weddings.
I don't know what that means,
and I wasn't inviting you.
Um, Lucy got the same invitation.
The couple getting married is her ex-boyfriend
- and her ex-best friend. - Let me guess.
They hooked up while Lucy was still dating him.
- Living with him. - Mm.
She's obviously devastated,
so maybe take it easy on her today.
Look, Chen is my rookie, not my friend.
My job is to train her,
not help her through her messy social life.
Fine. I'll dial it down, like, 2%.
That's my guy.
It is hot as the surface of the sun out there.
Yep. Gonna be like that all week.
Good thing we're all in short sleeves now.
The uniforms are still wool.
Today's gonna be a nightmare.
I'm just saying...
I don't get out of the car for less than a felony
when the needle hits 100.
Your commitment to protecting and serving is admirable.
As long as I can do it in comfort.
You know the front row's for the rookies, right?
You hoping I'll sit by you?
I'm just telling you how it is.
The day I need that from you
is the day I hang up my spurs.
You know you're losing, right?
Good morning.
We've got ourselves a heat wave,
which means what, Officer West?
Studies show that a 1% loss
of body mass due to sweating
decreases cognitive ability
and increases anxiety levels.
Translation... tempers will be short,
drug and alcohol use up,
so stay hydrated and stay sharp.
Now, while the rest of you are baking in the sun,
Officer Nolan will be flop-sweating
in his very first preliminary court hearing.
Oh, no flop sweats here, sir.
I have reviewed the arrest report repeatedly.
I am 100% ready to testify on all the facts.
Hmm. Bradford?
When did you graduate the Academy?
- Oh, that was September... - Exact date, Boot.
What's your weapon's serial number?
- I don't know the... - You need to know the number by heart.
For a DUI arrest? I didn't even draw my weapon.
If you don't even have your personal information squared away,
how could you possibly know the facts of the case?
A defense attorney's job is to screw you up on the stand,
by any means necessary.
Which means everything that connects
to your experience on the job is in bounds.
Got it?
Yes, sir.
- You're driving today, Boot. - What?
- You heard me. - Why?
- Look, if you don't want to... - N-No, no.
I do.
- What's the catch? - Why does there have to be a catch?
- There's always a catch. - Not today.
Well, that can't be legal.
It's not. Light him up.
You're not coming?
It's a low-risk misdemeanor. You got this.
Ahh.
- Hey. - Hi.
What are you doing here?
Well, it's your first time in court.
I thought you'd... you'd appreciate
a friendly face in the gallery.
Well, thank God.
At roll call this morning, Grey had me freaked out.
He told me this was predetermined to be a disaster.
The first one always is.
- Was yours? - Ugh.
Especially mine.
Good morning.
Wesley. Whoa.
- You got a case on the docket today? - Yep. Yours.
Defense counsel ate some bad lamb last night,
- asked me to step in. - Outstanding.
N-Not about the... the lamb,
but that... that it's... that it's you.
He's a little nervous.
It's his first time in court.
Yeah. I get it. My first time was disastrous.
Look, I'll try to make it as painless as possible, okay?
Thank you very much.
Hey, just remember...
whatever happens, it's not personal.
Right.
What does that mean?
That I'm the only friendly face here.
That's my guy, the one with the ponytail,
Brant Reggie, 23-152, DUI Drugs.
How do I know the guy next to him?
Oh, that's, um, Oscar Hutchinson.
He was one of the prison bus escapees we tracked down.
He's kind of the reason we're together.
How romantic.
Good morning.
We've got a lot of cases to get through today,
so let's just jump right in.
Uh, hi. Uh...
Mr. Hutchinson, you've been in my courtroom enough
to know that this isn't a Q&A.
Yes, Your Honor.
I just wanted to say I don't mind going last.
I think these men beside me
deserve to be heard from first.
And you're in no hurry to go back in the hole.
Interrupt me again, and I'll have you gagged.
Call the first case.
People of the State of California
versus Jonathan Ryland,
homicide in the first degree.
Is everything okay?
That man killed our son.
I'm so sorry.
Thank you, sir. Color's all off, man.
It's not even the right color green.
- What's up, Amari? - Man, this fool
took a counterfeit $100 without even checking it.
They misspelled it "hunderd."
Don't get me started.
- You got a description for us? - Oh, better.
Come on. You took a $100 bill from this clown?
- How long ago was he here? - 30 minutes or so.
I was at couple's counseling.
Everything alright with you and Serena?
You know how it is. Baby's teething.
We're not sleeping.
I'm working long hours.
Yeah. Well, look, hang in there, alright?
- Yeah. - Look, we'll put a BOLO out,
cruise the neighborhood. Hopefully we spot him.
Thanks.
Oh, hey, I'm still out $100, though.
Uh, unfortunately, yes.
You should've gloved up when you touched the counterfeit bill
in case we needed to pull prints.
You're right. Um, I spaced.
I'm sorry.
Wait.
Why didn't you say anything when we were inside?
No reason.
You always call me out,
in front of people when I screw up.
First you let me drive, now this?
Why are you being nice to me today?
I'm not.
Did Rachel talk to you?
She did. I told her not to.
Well, if it makes you feel any better,
I didn't want her to, either.
Look, this isn't a big deal. You know,
I... I'm over him,
and I'm... I'm happy for them.
So I don't need any special treatment from you, okay?
Okay.
- Then I'm driving. - What? But...
Hey. You called 911?
Yeah, I was hooking up the car,
and I caught a whiff of something really bad
coming from that warehouse.
Alright. I'll check it out. Thanks.
Whew. God.
7-L-14,
possible DB at location.
Stand by for confirmation.
Hey. Can I call you right back?
What?
You said visitation was set.
I changed my schedule.
I haven't seen my daughter in over a week.
Look, I don't want to play nice.
I want my kid.
I got to call you right back.
7-L-14, DB on scene.
I need homicide and forensic team.
But first, I need animal control.
Officer Nolan, did you have training
at the Academy for DUI suspects?
Uh, yes, sir. 40 hours of alcohol
and intoxication recognition.
Did they test you on that training?
Of course.
And did you score 100%?
- No, but I... - Okay, so,
on the date in question...
- March 16th. - Yes. That date.
Did you see my client behind the wheel?
N-No. Your client was already out of the car
by the time we arrived on scene,
but the driver of the vehicle he hit...
Allegedly hit.
And please only answer the questions that I ask you.
Now, did you get fingerprints from the steering wheel
to prove that my client was the driver?
No, but the other driver...
The other driver, as you call him, suffered a head injury.
Are you telling me that you identified my client
based solely on that man's say-so?
Your client owns the car.
Your Honor, can you please
instruct the witness to answer my question?
- Officer. - Yeah. Uh, yes.
I ID'd your client as the driver of the vehicle
based on the witness statement.
Okay.
How could I have known he wasn't wearing pants?
No, not just pants... bottoms of any kind.
I'll never be able to unsee that.
Whoa! My man, close it up.
You think I'm being stupid,
letting that invitation bother me.
You said it wasn't bothering you,
and I was relieved we didn't have to talk about it.
Why the hell would they invite me to their wedding?
To further humiliate me?
- Maybe they're trying to make amends. - Amends.
By making starve myself for a month
so I can fit into a drop-dead sexy dress and...
Hey. Up ahead.
That's the counterfeit guy.
Hey! Hands on the hood. Let's go.
Alright. Spread your legs apart.
This can't be real.
- It's the emergency... - Look. You think this is real?
What's happening?
_
Go! Go! Go! Come on!
We got to get out of here!
- What do we do? - Let him go.
We got to get back to the station.
Order!
Order in my court!
Order! Order!
Everyone, be still!
Clearly, we can't continue, given the missile alert.
Deputy, take the prisoners back to holding.
- Let's go. Come on. - Screw that.
There's a nuke coming!
Got anything?
The... The lines are already jammed.
People are panicking.
We got to help them out. Should we evacuate?
No. No. Um...
Hey, hey, everybody. Excuse me.
Everyone, if I can have your attention, please.
Uh, I'm Jessica Russo,
Department of Homeland Security.
Now, I haven't gotten in touch with my office,
but there is a good chance that this is not real.
That's right. That's right.
There was a false missile alert
out of Hawaii just last year.
There's no need to panic.
- What if it's not fake? - Well, then you got about 28 minutes
until you find out what Hell feels like.
Okay, that kind of talk isn't helping anything.
The DHS has scenarios planned for this situation.
We have. Yes, we have.
And, um, the most likely target is downtown.
- Where we are. - Okay. Wait!
Order.
Wait! Wait!
The blast radius is likely between 10 to 15 miles.
And with an impact expected in 27 minutes,
there isn't enough time to get far enough away,
which is why we need to get underground.
Judge, sir, i-is...
is there a bomb shelter in this building?
No, but the holding cells are downstairs.
- Let's go. - I hate to break it to you,
but those cells leak when it rains.
They're not gonna do squat in a nuclear attack.
Okay...
Now. Come on. Let's go.
Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.
Damn it.
Here goes nothing.
Listen up.
LAPD has not been able to verify the alert is real.
However, real or not,
everyone in the city is panicking right now.
So I don't care if you've been off the street for 20 years.
If you got a badge, get out there.
First priority... to secure sensitive targets.
Next, protect the community.
Ignore petty crimes.
Focus on people, not property.
Look, I know you're scared. I'm scared, too.
But people out there are counting on us,
and we will help them.
Yeah.
Okay, let's get to work.
- What can I do? - Stay here.
If this is real, there's a place
to seek shelter in the parking garage.
- Stay with me. - I can't.
I'm the guy that catches the nuke.
It's actually a pretty prestigious assignment.
You're an idiot.
Thanks.
The world could be ending.
I don't think anybody's gonna begrudge you a little PDA.
Come here.
- I'll see you later. - You better.
- Why is everyone running around, Mommy? - We're having a drill,
like we were having at school when I picked you up.
But then why does everyone look so scared?
Because they're good actors, baby.
Detective, why aren't you on the street?
'Cause I need to take care of my daughter.
Understood.
Hi, there.
I'm Sergeant Grey.
- Lila. - Nice to meet you, Lila.
Do you mind if I talk to your mom,
- for a minute? - Sure.
Uh, go get a snack from the machine, baby. Okay?
Um, I can help her.
- Thank you. - Of course.
Is it real?
I don't know.
Tell me... how was the traffic coming in?
Any chance for people to get clear?
No.
Why don't you just let us go, man?
It's the end of the world.
Give us a few minutes of freedom.
Don't make us die in these chains.
Shut up, Oscar. You're not getting out of those cuffs.
We ain't asking.
Back up. Back up.
Right now. Right now.
Hey, um,
I can't get a hold of Angela.
- Can I use your radio? - Yeah.
7-Adam-07,
go to channel 15.
- Just turn the dial on top. - Thank you.
Angela, it's me.
- Wesley? - Hey, how's it going?
Oh, you know, pretty good for the end of the world.
I'm bummed we're gonna miss our reservation.
Look, we're not. This is just a false alarm.
- Okay? - Yeah.
Hey. You alright?
There's a bomb shelter at the public school
two blocks west, alright? Head there.
Where are you?
I'm at the courthouse with Nolan
and Jessica and a bunch of scared people.
Two blocks west. Head there.
Are you going down to the bomb shelter?
Judge Stevens said there isn't one.
- Criminal courthouse on Spring? - Yeah.
There's definitely a fallout shelter.
I was down there once as a rookie.
Hey.
Nolan.
Angela says this place does have a bomb shelter.
Are you safe where you are?
Angela. Are you still there?
Yeah. I'm heading underground.
Okay. I love you.
Love you, too.
The judge is gone.
So is the ADA, the... the bailiff,
and a bunch of other people from the gallery.
What's happening?
The judge lied to us about the bomb shelter.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!
- Step back. - What are you doing?
What I have to.
Back up... I'm closing this door.
What about the rest of us?
If she's right about the nuke, then this is ground zero.
Won't be safe to go outside for weeks.
We don't have the supplies in here for all of you.
So you're gonna kill a cop and all these others
just to save yourselves?
And the rest of you... you're all good with that?!
I'm not gonna tell you again.
Back up, so I can close this door.
Okay. Okay, fine. You win. I give up.
Pretty cool, right?
They taught me that at the Academy.
Come on.
You're making a big mistake.
And you're under arrest. Sit down right there.
Get cozy.
- Here we go. - Come in.
Hands.
No, no, no! Not him!
Hey. They're human beings with rights.
He killed our boy in cold blood.
Aw. You better back up, mami,
- or you'll be next. - You...
- Get off me! - Okay. Alright. Alright.
- Hey. Take it easy. - Hey, hey, hey!
Alright, we're not leaving anyone outside, okay?
So everyone back up. Here we go. Come on.
- Let's get these prisoners - JESSICA: Back up.
over to the back here, we can
segregate them on the benches.
Here. Take that.
Folks, in this way. Keep moving.
Go ahead and sit down, sir.
Is that everyone? Thank you.
Alright.
Be a lot more comfortable without this chain, you know?
- We can keep the cuffs on. - Don't push your luck, Oscar.
Ah, that's all I know how to do.
There's barely any air moving in here at all.
Well, the judge was right about one thing.
With this many people in here,
these supplies won't even last a week.
I'm surprised we haven't gotten an update.
Control, 7-Adam-15. Come in.
Control?
- No bars. - Alright.
So, we know radio frequencies
and mobile signals are blocked by the shelter.
Let's hope it does as well against radiation.
This thing hasn't worked since the Reagan administration.
So, now all we can do is wait.
13 minutes.
Stop checking the time.
Are you serious? We're about to be burned up
by a giant fireball.
"A," no, we're not. It's a false alarm.
And, "B," counting down the minutes
wouldn't accomplish anything, even if it was real.
So, what, you just want me to think about something else?
- Pretty much. - Can't be done.
Really?
Okay.
How would you sabotage that wedding?
What?
Don't tell me you didn't lie awake all night
- fantasizing about it. - I... I didn't.
Lying to me in your last moments on Earth is a bad look.
You said it was a false alarm.
Fine.
I'd cancel the rehearsal dinner,
change the registry to a bondage Web store,
pay a gang of clowns to storm their wedding,
and hire a chopper to fly over their outdoor reception,
see how well their wedding cake stands up
to the rotor wash of a Sikorsky helicopter.
Didn't think about it, huh?
How is revenge what we're focusing on right now?
It's tangible, okay? You can hold on to it.
Imminent nuclear death is totally unrelatable.
Now, speaking of revenge,
I have a friend at USC who studies cockroaches.
I'm sure he could loan you a few hundred
to release at the wedding.
Mommy, what's really going on?
I told you, honey. It's a drill.
Please don't lie.
Daddy says that's why we can't see you anymore.
Don't you want to tell the truth?
Of course I do, honey. I...
I just...
My previous job, I had to lie a lot...
to fool criminals, so...
Why do you want to fool me?
- Are you mad at me? - Of course not. No, honey.
I, um... I love you.
I'll make you a deal.
I'll stop sleeping with a night light
if you tell the truth, okay?
Okay.
And here I thought the most stressful part of my day
would be going to court.
At least we're together.
Yeah.
Thank you for coming to support me.
You're welcome.
Can I, um...
Can I confess something?
You were already here for a meeting.
- You knew? - Yeah, but it didn't matter.
10 minutes.
We still have time to get to the fallout shelter at the courthouse,
hook up with Wesley.
Yeah, maybe we should,
just to be safe.
All hail Children of the Stars.
The worthy will ascend into the heavens!
- All hail Children of the Stars. - We are not
going to the shelter, are we?
We will wait for your arrival, Noon Star Harvesters.
All hail Children of the Stars.
Today the saviors will gather our souls.
All hail Children of the Stars.
The worthy will ascend into the heavens.
- All hail Children of the Stars. - Hey!
- We await your arrival... - How about you come down,
- from there? - ...Noon Star Harvesters.
- All hail Children of the Stars. - No.
It's almost our time, but there's nothing to fear.
This was all prophesized...
"Like a clarion call," word shall
spread of Our Saviors From Above.
Heed ye the Noon Star Harvesters,
for they shall descend from the heavens
"so The Worthy can ascend."
So sayeth The Prophet Jedediah.
All hail Children of the Stars.
- Okay. So, you're saying the missile... - Isn't a missile.
It is a cloak behind which our saviors will come to us,
and we will step out to meet them at the appointed time,
ascending into their interstellar embrace.
All hail Children of the Stars.
Today the Saviors will...
So, they're clearly crazy. Can we go now?
- All hail Children of the Stars. - You can.
But I'm not leaving until I get them down off that ledge.
- All hail Children of the Stars. - Yeah, but if the missile's real,
- it won't matter if they jump. - And if it's not?
We wait for your arrival, Noon Star Harvesters.
All hail Children of the Stars.
Today the Saviors
- will gather our souls. - Okay, I'm in.
But they're true believers.
How are we gonna get through to them in nine minutes?
I'm open to suggestions.
All hail Children of the Stars.
Get out of here!
Put... Put it down!
Get... Get out! Get out!
Put it down! Put it down!
- Amari, it's Tim! - Bradford?!
Yeah. You alright?
Yeah, but Lewis took a bottle to the head.
Alright, just put down the shotgun.
They're robbing me. I got to protect my store.
We're here now, so put it down.
- Put it on the counter. - Okay.
- Put it down. - O-Okay. Alright.
Now we're coming in.
Check him out.
- Hey. Let me see. - Ohh.
Okay, you're gonna need stitches,
but it's nothing life-threatening. Keep pressure on it.
Why don't you take him around the corner to your house?
No, I-I-I can't leave my store.
It's just stuff, Amari. The missile is coming, alright?
- You should be with your family. - Yeah, but,
but if it's not, I'll lose everything.
No wonder you need counseling.
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
It means that nothing is more important
than the people you love, and they need you right now.
We'll take care of your shop.
O-Okay.
- Alright, come on. Let's get him up. - Okay.
You're right. You're right.
- Thank you. - Let's go. Come on.
Busted.
How much time we got left?
Enough.
Uh, I'm not a whiskey girl.
To the end of the world.
Whenever that may be.
This shelter was built in the '50s.
Now, nukes are 10 times as powerful today.
Odds are good that this building collapses when the blast hits.
Shut up, Oscar.
It's basic science, my man.
Try not to sound so happy about it.
What can I say? I'm a happy guy.
Not like mami over here.
So sad.
Don't you laugh at our grief.
He's trying to provoke you. Don't let him.
You got me all wrong, Counselor.
What we have here is a cathartic opportunity.
Two paths... forgiveness or revenge.
Oh, three, three paths.
I forgot. I forgot about the missile.
Oh, I ain't looking for forgiveness.
And little papi over there
can try for revenge if he likes.
But he'll just end up in the ground like his kid.
- You... - Come here!
How dare you!
Sit down. Shut up.
Sit down now. Sit down.
It's okay. He's not worth it.
One more word out of any of them,
- we're gagging them all. - Happy to.
One more word.
You okay?
No.
Today, the Saviors will gather our Souls.
All hail Children of the Stars.
The worthy will ascend into the heavens.
- All hail Children of the... - Excuse me.
I hate to interrupt.
I just have a question.
The time for questions is done.
Totally. I just...
Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait.
Hold on. Hold on. Who's Jedediah?
You mentioned him earlier.
He is the prophet
who helped us cast away
our earthly possessions and see the truth.
- About the aliens? - They're not aliens.
They're spirits from another universe.
And where is he? Jedediah.
He's joining us in the heavens.
Does that mean he's on another rooftop?
No. This is the one true spot,
where... where the chosen will ascend.
And yet he's not here.
What's your name?
Aurora.
How old are you, Aurora?
19.
It is the age of the chosen.
Aren't you scared?
No, I'm at peace. It's just...
...I don't like heights.
I don't blame you. It's a long way down.
So why do you have to step off the roof to ascend?
- 'Cause that's the way it must be. - Why?
- The spirits love you. - Oh, yes.
And they're traveling all this way to save you.
Do you think they really care how you meet them,
as long as you do it with open arms?
It is a test to our faith.
There is no doubt you have faith, all of you.
So come down now,
and we'll wait for them together on solid ground.
I promise it'll be okay.
Attention, all units.
Missile alert is a false alarm, I repeat...
- the alert is a false alarm. - Oh, thank God.
What does... What does that mean?
It means they're not coming.
The danger's over. Okay?
Okay.
Does that mean Daddy'll be here soon?
- Yeah. Yeah. - I know, right?
- Crazy today. - This was unbelievable.
Oh, you know what?
Honey, I will be right back.
Hey. Hi.
Um
Thanks for watching my kid.
Oh, my pleasure.
- She's super cute. - Thanks.
Uh, hey, listen.
You work for Social Services, right?
- I do. - Can I ask you a theoretical question?
Sure.
Okay, say, uh, there's a divorced couple
and, uh, the dad has sole custody
and the mom has supervised visitations
and an emergency comes up
and she can't get in touch with him...
So she picks her super cute daughter up from school
to keep her safe.
Yeah.
Is that bad?
To the court, it's not good.
You know that technically it's a parental abduction.
Yeah, but even given the circumstances?
I'm not saying a judge wouldn't take it into consideration,
but if the factors that led to the
visitation restrictions are serious enough,
it won't matter.
You could lose all access to her.
Harper, have you heard from Nolan?
He's the only cop that hasn't checked in.
- What? - Officer Nolan. Your rookie?
Have you heard from him?
No, sir, I-I haven't talked to him since this morning.
One minute.
Will we know when it hits?
Yeah. We'll feel the shock wave and likely some heat.
Hopefully not too much heat.
30 seconds.
Ohh!
Prisoner secured!
Nolan.
Everybody, be calm.
Thanks for the diversion,
- Let the judge go. - Sure I will,
just as soon as I'm outside.
- What about the missile? - Well, if it's real,
I'm not gonna feel it anyways.
I'm just gonna wink right out of existence.
I don't want to spend the rest of my days in solitary.
If you even twitch, I'm gonna cut your carotid.
No! Don't open it!
Hey.
Ugh!
Looks like you'll be spending some time in solitary after all.
- So, no missile? - False alarm.
Heat wave caused a malfunction at Edwards Air Force Base.
Where's Wesley?
I don't know. He was just here.
Wesley.
Oh, my God.
Get an ambulance!
Oh, my God. It's okay, baby.
I'm here. I'm here. I'm here. Stay with me. Stay with me.
35 year old male in hypovolemic shock,
stab wound to the left chest, possible pneumothorax.
Alert the O.R. This guy's jumping the line.
- We've got him from here. - Is he gonna be okay?
It depends on the extent of the internal damage,
but we're gonna do everything we can.
Sorry. I've gotta go.
You can't really blame a guy for trying.
To commit a felony?
It's literally what I do for a living.
Was it all just a game to you?
Did you feel any fear at all?
Honestly? No.
Guys like me are wired differently.
I don't really do fear or anxiety.
On the flip side, I have really poor impulse control.
He, you think I could get a soda?
- No. - Is my daughter here?
Where's my daughter? Where is she? Lila!
- What's going on? - My daughter... Lila.
- Please tell me she's here. - Daddy!
Oh, God.
- Are you okay, baby? - Yeah.
Mommy picked me up at school 'cause of the missile,
but it's not real.
I-I was trying to get in touch with you...
You had no right!
I showed up, and she was gone.
The school was closed. I had no idea where she was!
Sir, I understand your fear,
- but your child was safe here. - Y-You don't understand.
She has no custody rights. She kidnapped my kid.
- I did not... - No, no, no, no.
I want her arrested.
Daddy, no.
Sir, with all due respect,
- I think you're overreacting. - I'm what?
When you consider everything that happened...
I-I don't care. This is the last straw.
She said things had changed, that she had changed,
but it was just another lie.
No, it wasn't.
How the hell would you know?
Because she's here,
back in uniform, training me.
I couldn't figure out why until just this moment.
I mean, she had a golden ticket.
She could have gone anywhere in the department,
anywhere she wanted.
So, why the hell would she get back in blues
and spend her days training a guy like me?
I knew whatever the reason was,
it had to be primal,
powerful enough to...
overcome her inherent arrogance.
And... now I see your daughter,
and I see exactly,
why she's willing to sacrifice what she does best
for the person she loves the most.
Please, Daddy.
I made her promise... no more lying.
It's true.
I'm trying here, Don.
I have been lost,
and I am trying to find my way back.
And I am gonna make mistakes.
And I'm gonna fall on my face a lot.
But when that alert came in,
the only thing I could think about
was making sure that she was safe.
That is the only thing that matters to me now.
Okay.
Let's go home.
Go hug your mama.
I love you, cutie. Okay?
Thanks.
Seems like a great kid.
Yeah...
She is.
Hey.
Sure I can't get you something?
I'm fine.
What's taking so long?
So, do you want me to talk
to my buddy about the cockroaches?
No, thanks.
After today, I've decided that I'm okay with the wedding.
I know they seem really happy.
And truth be told, I was only with him
because I couldn't afford to move out.
And she knew that, so...
Does that mean we're going to the wedding?
No, but I might get them a present.
- With a roach in it? - Maybe.
You are a bad influence.
Love you, too. Bye.
So, Henry says hello
and that I should move the hell out of Los Angeles.
That's a smart kid.
- What'd you tell him? - That there was never any real danger
because you had my back.
And your front.
- Hey. - Hey.
I hope it's okay that I'm here.
Yeah.
How's Wesley?
We're waiting to find out. Join us.
Is he okay?
The surgery went well.
The doctor repaired his lung.
As long as there are no complications,
he should make a full recovery.
Thank you.
They'll move him into ICU in a few hours.
I'll come get you so you can see him.
He's gonna be okay.
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