The Rookie: Feds - First Season

Let's go this way.

You okay? You hit? No, no, no. I'm fine.

What's wrong?

Dylan Santiago wants me to star in his next film.

The table read's tomorrow night.

You can't be focused on that right now.

We're in the middle of an arrest!

FBI! Drop your guns!

On the ground!

Hands behind your back.

Hands behind your back.

Next time, you're wearing the wedding dress.

This shizzle is not tactical.

Come on.

Good morning, Daddy.

Ooh, is that your special bacon?

Topped with cayenne and a touch of brown sugar.

Like you.

Sweet with a little bit of heat...

Yeah, that's me.

Ooh, Daddy, too much double stuff?

Is that a trick question?

You right.

Own it. Born this way.

100%.

But you might want to button one more button.

And I might not.

Daddy, um, the Bureau hasn't issued me a vehicle yet.

So I need to borrow your Cadillac.

You must be tripping. You know nobody drives my baby but me.

Please? With... With cayenne and brown sugar on top?

You better stay the hell away from here!

FBI. What's going on?

He's been selling Adderall and Vicodin to my grandson.

Not on my watch.

Boy, stop running!

My dad gonna kill me.

Mine, too. Look what you did to Precious.

I'm not going to betray my boss, Tracy.

We got another big win yesterday.

The unit's working. And it'll work better

after you help me clip Garza's wings

and bring his unit under my command, where it belongs.

Tracy, don't do this to me.

I hear your wife's looking for a move back to New Orleans.

I could get you the A-SAC position down there,

probably save your marriage.

If I sell out my boss.

All I need is proof

he's breaking protocols.

Find me a snowball, I'll turn it into an avalanche,

and you'll land your dream gig.

And if I say no?

Your promotion becomes a demotion,

and you end up pushing papers in Nowhere, North Dakota.

So who are you going to choose?

Me and happily ever after,

or Garza and sad face emoji?

Hey. You look cute.

Ooh, do you know anyone in motor pool

who could fix a dent in a Cadillac?

Sure, yeah. I can hook you up.

Are they good? 'Cause I need it to look factory fresh.

Ooh. Not your car, huh?

My dad's.

Been there. I'll make sure it looks good as new.

Alright, thank you. I owe you.

Oh, I know.

What's wrong?

I think I just sold a piece of my soul to Elena.

What happened with your agent?

Did you tell them you couldn't do the table read thing?

No, not yet. Why?

Acting in a Santiago film is... It's like a dream for me.

Right? And this is hard.

I-I feel like I just traded in being an actor playing a vampire

for one playing a Fed, with a lot less money.

You're spinning out.

Right? So, think about this.

We just got here, and we already helped close

two high-profile cases.

I mean, I get having doubts. It's natural.

But you gotta commit, even if you don't feel it yet.

Look, my mama used to say two things,

and one of them was "Fake it till you make it."

What was the other one?

"Beauty is painful."

Well, you look so good, it's hurting me, baby.

There it is! That's what I'm talking about.

Look, B, take a big swing today.

Get some skin in the game.

Own this job.

Good morning, trainees.

Briefing time.

Uh, I'll meet you in there. Okay.

Are you crazy? You have a heart condition.

Hey, hey, you're supposed to keep that on the low.

You do know I'm your boss, right?

Three second rule.

Get... Okay. See, now, that's... that's just mean.

I'm trying to save your life.

And I'm not gonna keep your little secret

unless you start eating better.

Fine. Now get to work.

What are you doing? Uh, me? Nothing. Nothing.

It's just, uh...

Carter: These are your coloring books,

officially known as a Probationary New Agent Handbook.

All the mandatory tasks

rookies must complete during their probation.

If you can't complete all tasks

within the probationary period,

good luck in your next career.

Alright. Analyze evidence.

Participate in surveillance.

Make seven arrests.

Okay, what's the first task?

There's no particular order. Which one's the hardest?

Big swing, remember?

Cooperating Witness Development and Operation

is no easy feat.

Getting ourselves a snitch.

No. No, no, no. Human intelligence source.

Now, there are three reasons

a person agrees to be an informant.

One, they need to get themselves out of trouble.

Two, they want revenge. And three, love of country.

Piece of cake. I'm in.

Me, too. Laura: Slow down.

Working informants requires gathering human intel.

And homo sapiens are notoriously unreliable.

It's too risky this early in your training.

And if you fail, we'll get dinged.

Or you get rewarded when we succeed, which is what we do.

Ha! Talk your talk, B.

Alright. Well, C.I.s it is.

Alright, well, I already have someone in mind,

so I'll drive.

Ha! That's my boy.

Heard you busted a pill dealer this morning.

You heard right.

Making arrests before I even get to work.

Really impressed with yourself. Mm-hmm.

Do you think you can get him to inform on his pill supplier?

Easy. I can charm anyone.

You don't flip informants with charm.

You lay out the facts of the case against them,

and you lean into the prison time they're facing

if they don't cooperate.

Emotional appeal plus being this cute

will beat facts every time.

20 bucks says you can't do it.

Is betting an approved FBI training technique?

Are you too scared to bet on yourself?

Hell no.

Game on.

I put your guy in interrogation.

Well, did he make any statements?

No, but sometimes my aura intimidates people into silence.

See? It's a curse.

He's all yours.

Rules. You can't offer him a deal.

You must convince him to become an informant for a federal crime

using only your so-called charms.

You got something to write with? You gonna want to take notes.

Class is in session.

Hey.

Aw, Anton.

Come on. Don't be like that.

You hit me with your car.

It barely put a scratch on you.

Probably 'cause you got all these muscles.

I got a little daily workout regimen.

I bet you're getting so much exercise

working your maintenance job

over there at Angelvale Medical Building.

Oh, you know it.

Is that where you get your pills from?

You got the hook up?

Yeah, I just snag them from the pharmacy, you know?

Mm-hmm.

Some informant you got here. He just snitched on himself

for a crime that's not federal. You lose.

Hey, bro, you see I'm vibing with the lady, right?

Yeah, bro. We vibing.

He a hater.

Look, and had the nerve to say on the way over here

that you wasn't deep enough in the game

to know about any other major crimes.

Please, I know about all types of criminal activity.

In fact, there's some shady stuff going down at my job.

Shady like what?

So, check this out.

All the floors are being rented out

by different medical offices. Mm-hmm.

Except the first. It's vacant.

But I saw equipment being delivered.

Folks coming in and out at all hours of the day.

What are you suggesting? Some kind of illegal medical practice

or insurance fraud?