The Rookie

Ahh.

Hey. Oh.

Hey.

Come look at this.

Never seen anything like it.

Um...

No, thanks. Come on.

I don't know what the hell it is.

Wow, thanks for waiting.

Hey, hey, hey.

Luther, cool it. Sorry.

He's usually such a sweetheart.

Hey, let's go. Wait, we just got up here.

Ow! What is going on?

That guy is serial-killer creepy.

Like, he tried to get me to go inside with him.

I'm calling 911.

It's Bailey's Army Reserve week.

How's being a bachelor going?

Oh, I hate it.

House is too quiet.

Keep making an extra cup of coffee for her without thinking.

I-I did laundry last night --

not a single, weird, frilly thing

that I don't know how to fold anyway.

Kinda sounds like you guys live together.

Whoa! No!

No, we're not ready for that.

She just stays over sometimes.

A -- A lot of times.

Oh, my God. Did we accidentally move in together?

7-Adam-15, we have reports

of suspicious activity in Griffith Park,

near the DWP relay station.

7-Adam-15, show us responding.

It's great that you guys are so happy again.

What is it they say?

If you can survive a secret marriage,

you can survive anything?

Whoa.

7-Adam-15 on site. Signs of forced entry.

We're gonna go in and check it out.

Lucy.

Move!

You sure you're okay?

Yes, sir. Just a little banged up.

That explosion took out power to most of the Valley.

Gonna take at least 12 hours to restore it.

Here come the feds.

Matt, how have you been?

Me? Anxious.

We've been hearing rumors about a potential terror attack

for weeks, and now it's happened.

Have you met Agent Fox?

No. Wade Grey. Casey Fox.

That's Sergeant Bradford, Officers Nolan and Chen.

Clearly, you're the ones who found the bomb.

Can you describe it?

Not really. All I saw was a timer,

some wires, and then I was running for my life.

Same, but my impression was that it was fairly rudimentary.

Well, the bomb guys will get in there.

They'll take a look once it's safe,

and hopefully there's something left

that we can trace back to a source.

Of all the targets in the city, why hit this place?

I mean, there's no potential for casualties.

All they can do is knock out power to the Valley.

I don't know yet,

but there is a possibility that this attack

is only the beginning,

which is why the FBI is taking over.

Matt, this guy almost killed two of my officers.

We're not just gonna stand on the sidelines.

Okay.

Let's "Super Friends" the investigation --

joint task force. The first thing we need to do

is talk to all the witnesses who called 911.

Thanks for riding with me today.

Yeah, of course.

I'm happy to keep filling in on the detective side.

Because it keeps you out of uniform.

God, yes.

I feel like I'm already, like, 90 months pregnant.

What?!

Uh, Professor Meadows, I am Detective Harper.

This is Detective Lopez.

You called about an intruder.

Yes. Yes. Thank you for coming.

I woke up in the middle of the night,

and there was someone in my bedroom.

Can you describe him?

I can do better. I sketched him.

Now, where did I put that drawing?

Uh, he was an alien.

I can... tell you that much to start.

You could tell he was undocumented

just by looking at him?

No, no, no, no, not that kind of alien.

No, he was, uh...

Oh.

He was a Heptapod.

With cosmically awful breath.

Oh, and, um, how do you know it was a he?

Well, it was more of a feeling I got.

I-I certainly didn't see any external genitalia,

or I would have put it in the sketch.

Mr. Meadows, are you on any medications?

Why does everyone always ask me that?

Listen to me.

An alien broke into my house and stole my manuscript --

thedefinitive treatise on Los Angeles traffic patterns.

Why would an alien travel across the galaxy

for a book on traffic?

Understanding traffic is the key to human colonization.

Right. Of course.

You -- You think I'm crazy, but I-I can prove it happened.

The alien attacked me.

I only survived because I managed to lock myself

in the bathroom.

He's white, dark hair, 30s.

With a scar under his left eye.

And he had an accent.

Um... couldn't quite place it.

Well, it was Russian.

Yeah, he sounded just like Vladislav Ivanov.

Who?Lelush.

The super-hot model who was trapped

on that Chinese reality singing show. I mean...

Can that be right? Oh, yeah, Lelush is super cute.

No, I mean, the --

We need to pull them out.

TID got a partial on a piece of the explosive device.

Prints came back for an Ezekiel Freemont.

That is not a scar-faced Russian.

So we could be dealing with a terror cell.

Police!

Clear!

All clear. He's not here.

Okay, now we go into manhunt mode.

Let's get a BOLO going, and I want agents

on the doorstep of everyone that this guy has ever known

by sundown.

So, small world.

Turns out, our suspect's high school guidance counselor,

Simone Clark, is currently a trainee

at the FBI Academy at Quantico.

So let's get her here ASAP.

Drifting is not proper FBI technique!

Hey -- Oh. Aah!

What? Hey -- Oh.

Whoo!

Trainee, pursuit is passing you!

Oh, no.

Here we go.

FBI! Out of the car!

On the ground! On your stomach! Do it now!

How'd I do?

Pretty good, right?

Where the hell did you learn to drive like that?

Claybourne High School in D.C.

I was a guidance counselor there for 20 years.

Taught Driver's Ed for eight of 'em, till they realized

I was using the time to teach myself and my students

advanced driving techniques.

I also coached the wrestling team

'cause I wanted to perfect my hand-to-hand fighting style

so I could pursue my dream of becoming an FBI Agent.

That's a...fun story.

But the FBI has a very specific way of doing things,

and a 50-year-old -- 48.

48-year-old former high school teacher

with a "Fast & Furious" fetish doesn't really fit our model.

Did I make a single mistake on the driving course?

No.

Did I successfully pit-maneuver this car

and put the suspect under arrest?

Yes.

Alright, then I don't understand what the problem is.

Trainee... you are trying to succeed at an agency

where J. Edgar Hoover once fired an agent for having acne.

You're either FBI material or you're not.

Simone Clark? Yes, sir.

Do you remember a student named Ezekiel Freemont?

Zeke. Yes, sir.

He's the main suspect in a terror attack in Los Angeles.

You're going to L.A. to brief investigative agents