The Rookie

[ Nathaniel Rateliff & The Night Sweats' "You Worry Me" plays ]

Thanks.

So... Happy Divorce Day.

That's not a thing. It should be.

When mine went through, I took the boys to Disneyland.

I'm not really feeling the Matterhorn.

Try and look at this as an opportunity.

Right now, I'm just trying to remember to wear pants.

You know, I thought I'd be relieved.

Sarah and I agreed to stay together

until Henry went to college.

I knew this was coming for two years.

So what have you always wanted to do?

Uh, Chippendales. Or the NFL... I'm not picky.

I'm trying to help you, John.

I bought a self-help book, but I had the cashier

put it in a brown paper bag. Can't bring myself to open it.

Who am I?

I think the healthier question is "Who do you want to be?"

When I figure it out, I'll let you know.

Everybody on the floor now!

Get down! Get down!

Who's the bank manager?

Come on. You got to move it, lady. Come on. Okay.

Fill it. Now.

Hurry.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Hey! Get back down now!

Stacy, you okay? You want to die?!

No. No.

Just keep your mouth shut.

- Move it. -

But, honestly...

have I e-even really lived?

I mean, life is always something that's happened to me.

You know, I-I met a girl, I fell in love,

stick turned blue, so I dropped out of college and I got a job,

but I never really thought about

what could have been, never pushed myself to be anything.

This bank robbery is...

This is the most exciting thing that's happened to me

in a lot of years.

Is... Is that sad, 'cause it s-sounds sad.

Ow!

If you get up again, I will kill you.

You got that?

Hey, listen, not that you're at any position to judge.

I mean... I mean,

your life hasn't really turned out the way you wanted, has it?

Unless you wanted to be bank robbers,

in which case you're living the dream.

I... I'm just saying...

what's my dream?

Police! Drop the gun!

Drop that weapon! On the floor!

- Drop the gun! - On the floor!

- Hands behind your back. You're okay. - Get down. Get down.

You...

You were really just...

Stupid?

Brave.

Blaze: Hey, Mama.

That's a nice ride.

I think I'm gonna have to take it off your hands.

Y-You're gonna steal my car...

the one that broke down two blocks ago?

Maybe take you for a spin, too.

Officer Chen reporting for duty.

Tim: I love Rookie Day.

It's Christmas and "The Purge" in one.

And there's my first present.

Morning, Boot.

Good morning, sir... Did I say you could talk?

You better pray I'm not your training officer, Boot,

'cause I'll make your life a living hell.

Sir, I'd be thrilled to have you as a T.O.

My father raised me to push myself to the edge

of my abilities, and he'd be deeply disappointed

if I failed to do so now that I've joined him in service.

Your father is...

Commander West of Internal Affairs, yes, sir.

Roll call in 10.

Lopez: You really gonna do me like that?

Hey, the detective position's not yours yet.

And youngest T.O. to youngest detective

will move me up the ladder nicely.

But if you can't stand a little competition...

Please, I grew up with four brothers in a two-bedroom.

I'll be standing at the finish line before you even realize

the competition's started.

Where you going, Boot?

Uh, locker room, then roll call?

Oh, no. You need to present yourself to the Captain first.

It's tradition. Down the hall, up the stairs.

Uh, yeah. Thank you.

Can I help you?

Office John Nolan reporting for duty?

Did you get punked, Officer Nolan?

No, ma'am. I just... Mm-hmm.

Your file confuses me, Officer Nolan.

Penn State. Pre-law. But then 20 years in construction.

Well, you got solid marks at the Academy.

You certainly have a work ethic.

Cholesterol level I've never seen in a rookie.

I'm something of a pioneer.

Do you think this is a joke?

No, ma'am.

I'm here to work, and I won't let you down.

We'll see.

Roll call is in five minutes,

and the watch commander is a stickler.

Officer Nolan.

I'd run.

Grey: All right, all right.

Settle down.

Settle down.

So, okay, we got some new blood this morning.

And some pushing the expiration date.

Get up.

After six months together in the Academy,

you've earned the right to be here.

But you'll have to prove yourself to stay.

The way we do things matters.

Protocol and tradition are the metal

from which every cop in this city is forged.

Understand? Yes, sir.

Sit down.

It's time to play the Training Officer match game.

Our contestants are...

Lucy Chen, a hotshot who made her first arrest

before clocking in for work.

Legacy Jackson West,

who broke all his dad's records at the Academy.

And John Nolan, who was born before disco died.

And the winners are...

Officer Bradford, you get our hotshot.

Officer Lopez, you get our legacy.

Leaving Officer Bishop to ride with the 40-year-old rookie.

Now, hear me. Today is your first day.

Don't let it be your last.

Forget the Academy and listen to your T.O.s.

They'll teach you the way it should be done.

That's it.

All right. Be safe out there.

Officer Bishop, I need a word with your rook.

Yes, sir.

Enjoying your little adventure so far?

Oh. Yes, sir. I don't care.

I don't like you, Officer Nolan. It's not personal.

I hate what you represent... a walking mid-life crisis.

You see, the LAPD isn't a place for you to "find yourself."

And I believe if you succeed,

my house will be flooded with middle-aged losers

looking for some kind of "Eat, Pray, Love" path to reinvention.

And that will get my people killed.

Sergeant, with respect... You're dismissed.

Talia: What did the watch commander want?

To wish me luck.

Boot, this relationship is gonna get off to a bad start

if you lie to me.

Sergeant Grey does not appear to be a fan

of my presence in this department.

'Cause you're old as hell?

Look, I don't give a damn about your age, Officer Nolan.

I want to know if you're gonna be a speed bump