The first 200 lines.
Previously on "The Rookie"... Bianca, right? Heroin?
You're gonna become an informant.
I've been instructing Officer West about how patrol
can leverage lower-level criminals.
Perhaps earn some goodwill prior to your detectives exam?
What's wrong? Jason is in ICU.
Think this will move you down the list?
Are you kidding? I'm off the list.
Ripper.
You used to hang with Eva. Yeah, for a minute.
Because she stole from me. We got to get in there.
Eva already caught her beating.
But since you're feeling so generous,
I do have a job you could help with.
Whoa! That's my old man.
Walk away. Make me.
See you around.
Mr. Singer. Step out, please.
Releasing me so soon?
I was just getting comfortable.
Nope. It's lineup time.
But don't worry.
Once you get ID'd, you'll have plenty of time
to get comfortable in prison.
Let's go.
If I'm ID'd.
Take your place -- position three.
Four is my lucky number. Can I do that one instead?
No.
How you doing, Officer?
Number one, step forward.
Number two, step forward.
Number three, step forward.
We don't want you to guess.
It's better to not identify anyone than the wrong person.
I'm sorry.
I'm just not sure.
It's okay. We appreciate your help.
Thank you.
Officer Chen, release the lineup.
You were saying something about a "long-term" stay?
She ID you?
Nope. Hit 'em hard, drive away fast.
They never get a good look.
Best part is,
her fine-ass ride's gonna earn me 10K, easy.
Open the cell!
He confess? Yeah.
Nice. Wait! That's entrapment!
Uh, you're wrong.
There's no legal expectation of privacy within a police station.
Anything you say here can be used against you.
Hit 'em hard, drive away fast.
Right into the shower, I hope. You stink.
I don't stink. My character stinks.
Honestly, I think that we should stick with it.
They say it gets good after episode 12.
Oh. So only nine more hours of being bored out of my mind.
Pass.
I like it.
I think it's subtle
and nuanced.
I suppose you'd rather watch "Action Heist"?
Any day.
Okay, they have a shark attack on an elevator, Sterling.
And it was awesome.
You know what? It doesn't even matter what we watch,
because I won't be looking at the screen anyway.
Sugarfish? You guys are the best! W--
Come on, let me in! Let me in! Uh...
I thought you were hanging out with Rachel tonight.
Yeah, no.
I canceled because tonight is a new episode of "Action Heist."
Bam!
Previously on "Action Heist"...
Lastly, the brass wants us to increase
our social media presence within the community.
We're cops, not influencers.
Like it or not, Officer Bradford, you're both.
A strong relationship with the public makes us all safer.
So let's show them we're people, too.
Get out there, take a few selfies.
Yes, Officer Nolan?
Back in Foxburg, I knew most of the cops by name.
Because there were four of them.
Five, but the number didn't matter.
It's just that they spent most of their time on foot.
I mean, how are we supposed to take a selfie with someone
when we're trapped in our shop most of the day?
That's a good point.
We do spend too much time locked inside our shops.
New plan.
Everyone spends the morning on foot patrol.
Good one, Officer Nolan.
I can tell what you're thinking. Doubt it.
You're working out how to kill me
without your body cam catching it.
Yeah, actually, that is what I was thinking.
Mommy! Policeman!
Hi, there, buddy. What's your name?
Sam. Is that a real gun?
It sure is.
Can I hold it? Oh!
No. That's, uh -- That's against the rules.
But I do have some stickers here for you.
Thanks! You bet, buddy. Have a good day.
See? That was great!
There are four felonies an hour in Los Angeles.
But, no, that was a good use of time.
I've got no problem with community engagement.
Citizens play a vital role in policing.
The more they like us, the more they help us.
That's a surprisingly enlightened attitude.
Yo -- Yo, officers. Uh, I got a legal question.
Sorry, we're not real cops. We're extras.
There's a movie shoot down the street.
Oh.
Cool. Thanks.
What am I? Google? Do your own research.
Look, don't get me wrong.
I love hanging out with Lucy, and I know she's, like,
slow-rolling back to the dating scene, but...
I miss my boyfriend.
So tell her that. I can't.
She's still in, like, a delicate place.
Then forget about having any alone time
in the foreseeable future.
7-Adam-07, attaching you to a possible 187.
Husband arrived home to find wife bleeding and unresponsive.
Detectives en route. Thank God.
7-Adam-07, show us responding.
How much did you pay Dispatch to give us the first call?
A bottle of Wesley's fancy wine.
So worth it.
Police!
Police officers! Is there anyone here?
Jackson.
Sir?
I came home to surprise her.
Who would've done this?
7-Adam-07, Code 4 at our location.
Copy. Detectives are on their way.
Sir, you have to let her go and come with us.
Come on.
What do we got? Watch him.
Detective Calderon, we just got here. We have --
What's he doing here?
This is a crime scene. He's a suspect.
Yes, ma'am. We were just about --
Forget it. I'll deal with him.
You two, go and canvass the neighbors.
What's her problem?
I have no idea.
Say "Waste of Police Resources."
Cheese!
Thank you, sir. We'll be sure to tag you in the post.
You know, attitude is everything.
Drug deal.
Without the shop, there's no way
we can roll up on them without them seeing us.
Wrong.
Put your hand over your collar, like this.
You're saying if we cover our badges,
they're not gonna notice us?
Yep. Watch.
Hi, there!
Cops!
Bianca?
John.
I can explain.
You just got your 30-day chip.
I know. I know.
But I'm making minimum wage.
My mom's sick, and the medication's expensive.
That's rough. You're under arrest.
Please. I can help, like last time.
You mean when you bailed out the window and then you OD'd?
Yeah, that was such a help.
Hook her up.
Turn around.
It's different now, okay?
I'm clean.
I know about a huge score.
A ton of fentanyl.
Don't lie to me, Bianca.
I would never lie to you, John.
Who's selling the fentanyl?
Uh, Curtis.
Curtis have a last name?
I don't know it, but everyone calls him Ripper.
Do you think Rachel's disappointed
I canceled last night?
Don't know.
Man, I felt bad.
She found this bartender
that tailors cocktails to your astrological sign.
It sounded cool. I just --
I was tired, and I needed a night in.
She gets that, right?
You might find this surprising, but we don't talk about you.
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