The Rookie

- Previously on "The Rookie"...

- How's it going with Rodge? - Long distance is challenging.

But his European tour ends next week.

Is this your cell phone?

- As soon as you have something.

- Rita Sanchez. This is Bradley Wirth.

We work with the Democratic Party,

and we want you to run for district attorney.

- If you're not in 100%-- - I'm in.

- Now you are in the spotlight, and you will stay there

until I find a way to hang these murders around your neck

and lock you away forever.

I'm not moving to D.C.

- John! - I know.

I can't tear my life apart.

- Why are you blowing it all up like this?

- I'm trying to save our marriage.

- I didn't realize it was in jeopardy.

Bailey.

- I really don't see how candles and crystals are

going to improve my love life.

- Rose quartz will open your heart chakra

and treat your emotional wounds.

Also, I'm picking up a black tourmaline crystal

to protect Rodge on his journey home.

- Oh. Tour's finally over? - Yes.

And I'm looking forward to a little, mmm, you know.

- Is there a crystal for straight-up getting laid?

- I mean, there are some pretty frisky gemstones,

and mostly a crystal store is just

a very calm and healing place.

- I paid you $500 for love spells that didn't work!

- With that attitude, I'm not surprised.

Negativity is toxic.

- Give me my money back, or I'm gonna slap

the taste out of your mouth.

Sir, let's dial it back.

Try it, and I'll curse ya.

Go ahead, you crazy witch!

Melltith arnoch chi!

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah. It's nothing.

All right, come on, buddy. I'm a cop.

I'm telling you it's time to go.

Sir, she stole $500 from me.

Come on.

- Hey, uh, remember eight weeks ago

when I bought the perfect Valentine's Day gift for Tim?

- Oh, you mean eight weeks ago when

I started my morning commute?

Seriously, how is it possible that LA traffic

keeps getting worse?

I don't know.

Blame car culture or inadequate mass transit.

Hey, but let's focus back on the baseball autographed

by Fernando Valenzuela that I bought Tim, and which I hid

so well and now cannot find.

- How is that possible? - I don't know.

I think--I think I rehid it after a few tequilas.

What do I do?

I feel like he probably got me something amazing.

- Hey, can I call you back? - Sure.

I will just be here, ripping up the floorboards.

I will still be in traffic.

- Hey. - Hey, sis.

I need your help. - Let me guess.

You forgot to buy Lucy a Valentine's Day present.

No.

I ordered one months ago--

that full Korean skincare line that she loves.

That's amazing.

What's the problem? - It never came.

And they're not responding to my emails,

so I need a last-minute present.

What about jewelry?

That's so cliché.

I wanted to get her something special.

- You're cute, but women really love--

- Hey. - Hey!

- Good morning. - Hmm.

- Coffee? - Thank you.

Happy--happy Valentine's Day.

Happy Valentine's Day.

- Hey, we're not doing presents right now though, right?

We're doing it--we're doing it tonight, right?

- No, no. Yeah, tonight. - Yeah.

- After the fundraiser. - Oh, yeah. Okay, good, good.

- You are gonna love what I got you.

Oh. Same.

What happened to your face?

Oh, an accident.

Yesterday at a crystal shop, although Celina thinks

it's "the curse."

But I don't believe in that kind of thing.

Oh.

Ow!

Oh!

- Who's the idiot that deployed pepper spray?

Officer Penn, sir.

Ow!

Something about a curse?

Enough said.

By the way, I can't believe you volunteered

to host Wesley's fundraiser.

- Oh, yeah, well, Bailey's on shift

the whole week at the firehouse.

We're going through a bit of a rough patch.

I thought, why not mask my Valentine's misery

with a hundred wealthy strangers

and a dozen middle-class friends?

Smart.

I'm assuming the move to D.C. is causing the strife?

- Yeah, and I've been trying to come up with a solution that

would make both of us happy.

But, you know, marriage is about compromise.

Not always.

Sometimes it's about one person making

a sacrifice for the other.

I did it when Dominique was born, and I chose to stay home.

But now that I'm back to work,

Wade is clearly having a hard time

with the time commitment of my new career.

I never see her.

It's like I'm a bachelor without the fun

of being single.

- I was hoping you would tell me it wasn't so bad.

- Hey, I love my wife, and I support her,

just like you support Bailey.

100%.

- But do I like falling asleep every night

waiting for her to come home from work?

Or canceling plans because she caught an extra shift?

No, I do not.

Still, she's happy.

If she's happy, then I'm happy.

- Sounds like it. - Yeah.

I'm happy. - Yes, sir.

Thank you for your perspective, sir.

- What about a watch for Tim's present?

- Uh, well, does Tim need a watch?

No.

But he didn't need a signed baseball, either.

It was instinct.

You know, I mean, I saw the curse coming,

and I just, like, hid--

Behind Miles.

I know, I know.

- My job is to run towards danger,

not use my partner for cover.

I mean, how can I say I'm fit to be a cop

when I'm clearly a coward?

- You--Celina, you are not a coward.

And curses, they're not real.

So just, you know, cut yourself a little bit of slack, okay?

I think he's gonna be okay.

Sir, I need to search you.

Is there anything sharp in your pockets that could stick me?

Nope.

Be careful of the spiders.

Ah, ah, ah!

Ah, what the hell? What's wrong with you, man?

I like spiders.

- Okay, uh, sir, any more surprises in your pockets?

- No, just the spiders. - Okay.

We'll finish this search at the station.

Jump in. Watch your head.

You okay? - Yeah.

Yeah, just having one of those days.

No need to think it's confirmation of the curse.

Weird stuff happens all the time on the job.

Oh, 100%.

But maybe you should take an Uber back to the station,

just for my safety.

Call it in.

Glasser murdered ten people.

They all deserve serve justice.

- Look, I agree, but we both live in the real world,

where our first priority is taking

the strongest case to trial, the one we know we can win.

- Okay, so you're just dumping Remy Darden?

No. No.

But for now I have to hold back

on prosecuting Glasser for Remy's murder.

Look, the DNA buffet that Glasser created

to contaminate his killing floor

ruined any chance of using forensic evidence.

Now, if you could've identified him in the basement, then--

- Yeah, but I couldn't, and neither of us thinks that

I should have lied about that. - Of course not.

But it makes the path to conviction more difficult,

which is why I need to be mercenary

in only prosecuting Glasser for what I can prove to a jury.

- Well, have you told his dad yet?

Because if he calls you as much as he calls me to check in--

- Look, I haven't, but I will right after the deposition.

- Is there anything I should be thinking of going in?

- Given the obstacles, the DNA issues,

the other serial killer, the patsy that Glasser used,

you need to be perfect.

Great.