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here so quickly, Mrs. Ralston.

You threatened to expel my son.

Well, as you and Kenny

are aware,

we have a zero-tolerance policy

when it comes to violence

in this school.

Do you have

a zero-tolerance policy

when it comes to my son getting

his head shoved in the urinal?

The teacher who reported

your son's attack

saw no evidence of that.

Look, we expect our students

to report harassment.

We even have

a student protocol that says,

"If a teen's being mean,

to a teacher, come clean."

I'm gonna be late for my shift

at the hospital.

Are you planning

to expel my son?

I'd like to try and avoid that.

Kenny's never been

in trouble before.

Look, we have a community

outreach program,

run in cooperation

with the local police force.

Police?

My son's not doing one of those

Scared Straight things.

Try and think of this more

as a course correction.

It's a ride-along.

He accompanies an officer

on a routine patrol.

And then, he gets

a close-up look of

where bad choices can take you.

An African-American boy

sits in the back

of a police car all day.

- [PHONE RINGING]

- And that's your solution?

Well, it's that or expulsion.

What's wrong with naming

the baby after your dad?

He doesn't deserve it.

My dad doesn't care

about that kind of stuff.

STEVE:
Your dad loves you.

He just doesn't know

how to express it.

- He's had a tough year.

- LISA:
Well, I don't care.

He needs to learn

it's not all about him.

STEVE:

He's still coming to terms.

It happened so fast.

LISA:
Seven months?

STEVE:
In a 30-year marriage.

I know to us,

- seven months felt like...

- LISA:
Like a lifetime?

Yeah, it was. Hers!

He couldn't accept

the diagnosis, Lisa.

Talking is not

your dad's best skill,

you know that.

It was like talking about it

made it real for him.

LISA:
But it was real.

It was chemo and radiation

and pain.

And losing her hair?

God, Steve, the day she died,

he even looked surprised!

Look, I married a cop.

I know the drill.

You put on the badge

and the gun,

and you head out the door.

Not knowing

if you're coming home.

And you leave us behind

with a smile and little wave

and all that terror.

And we suck it up.

We deal with it. We cope.

But when she needed him

to do the same for her,

he failed.

Right till the very end,

he made her be the strong one.

I'm not gonna be like that,

okay?

I'm gonna be right here with you

every step of the way,

with you and little Sarah.

Or little Suzie.

Georgina?

I love you both.

You're my whole life.

You're gonna be a great dad.

[CAR HORN HONKING]

- That's your father.

- Of course it is.

[CAR HORN HONKING]

STEVE:
Hey,

what's happening, Mike?

- Well, you know, same old sh*t.

- [ENGINE STARTING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[BEEPING]

[DOOR LOCK BUZZING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO]

Hey, listen, you're not gonna

believe what I just found out.

Is everything all right?

Lisa's pregnant.

- Wow!

- Yeah.

- Wow!

- [STEVE CHUCKLES]

- Wow. Well, that's, that's...

- Yeah.

- some news.

- Mm.

Oh, yeah.

I'm happy for you guys.

Thanks, Mike. Thank you. That...

that means a lot.

Hey, you should give her a call.

Just one call.

She'd love to hear from you.

- [SCANNER BEEPING]

- [FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

So how do we look?

I have 1.36 million.

Perfect like always.

Thank you, Judith.

Thanks, Randall.

Look, we open in two,

so let's keep up the good work.

If you start to get low,

call me over

before you run out of cash,

not after.

- MAN:
Got it, Randall.

- Let's have a great day.

[GUNS COCK]

- How many 223 rounds total?

- Fifty-two hundred.

It's good.

More likely we won't need

to use it. Get it packed up.

- Yeah.

- Here you go.

Yeah, sitting here,

enjoying my coffee.

Yeah.

Yeah.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[CLICKS]

- Here you go.

- Ah, hold on.

Why don't you

keep the change, darling?

- Thank you.

- Have a nice day.

Yeah, you, too.

TRE:
Driveway up here.

Parks the car. Main entrance.

All windows face the street.

LUKE:
Opposition?

TRE:
One security guard.

Inconsequential.

- ROB:
How about hostages?

- TRE:
Half a dozen staff.

Number of customers variable.

Fire exit's in the same room

as the main doors.

- No back way out.

- Five minutes.

We handle that, we're gone

and we're rich.

- Hurrah.

- Hurrah.

MIKE:
This is the time

to retire.

I'm... I'm retiring

at the right time.

- I was a cop at the right time.

- STEVE:
That's right.

You're gonna have a lot of crap

to deal with moving forward.

- I know.

- A lot of crap.

Because everyone's got a camera,

everyone's got a lawyer,

and it's just... it's not...

it's not a good time.

[SIREN WAILING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Sign here, please.

So when should I be back

to pick him up?

- They should be back around six.

- And this is completely safe?

Yes, we do these ride-alongs

all the time.

I'll make sure the officer

has your number and uh,

he'll give you a call

when they're on their way back.

Okay, thanks.

- All right. Love you, mom.

- MRS. RALSTON:
I love you, too.

[SIREN WAILING]

[MAN GRUNTING]

Hey, Mack? I didn't know it was

Bring Your Grandpa

to Work Day.

[CHUCKLES] I would've brought

mine too, man.

Oh, yeah? How you gonna bring

yours? He get paroled?

Actually, it looks like

I'm gonna be a grandfather,

after all.

STEVE:
Can't pull out what you

can't put in, buddy.

Yeah, Mack finally got

my f***ing daughter pregnant.

Oh, well, I guess

it could've been worse.

It could've been you.

HANSON:

Why you gotta say that, man?

- 'Cause I'm black?

- MIKE:
No. Yes.

[HANSON CHUCKLES] All right.

No, seriously, guys.

Congratulations.

[MACHINE WHIRRING]

[MACHINE BEEPING]

So I hear Chandler's thinking

about retiring.

Never happen.

- You think?

- Cops like him don't retire.

- What about cops like me?

- You?

You'll be cleaning your gun

one day and shoot your foot off.

- Hilarious.

- Maybe your nuts.

Hey, let me ask you something.

You ever think about going

into comedy?

You'd be amazing

with a microphone.

I thought about it.

But seriously,

you're a shitty shooter.

It all depends

what I'm shooting at.

- Oh.

- Thanks for the pep talk.

Anytime.

- Good morning, MacAvoy.

- Yeah, it is.

- How's the new guy?

- New.

"Ride-along?"

What kind of sh*t is this?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Can't believe

we've gotta do this.

We all have to be

Officer Bill some days.

- [MUSIC PLAYING]

- You ready to go?

- Um, yeah, I guess.

- You guess? Stand up.

I hope you don't think

that this is some kind of

fun adventure you can run home

and brag about

to your friends,

'cause it's not, little man.

You are here

'cause you f***ed up,

you understand?

- Yeah, I understand.

- Something funny?

No. I'm sorry.

Then you better wipe

that goofy smirk off your face.

All right.

Walk over to the front door.

Stop when you get to it.

WOMAN ON RADIO:

23-Paul-01,

we have a 4-88 report.

21560 Abraham Street.

White male, mid-30's.

23-Paul-1, copy. In route.

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