[typewriter keys clacking]
[Fatty Choi] I stay here and clean bathrooms
while you make eyes at Detective Lana.
[McDonough] This is Kung Fu Guy.
Please tell me that there's an exotic pet store in Chinatown.
Yeah, it's called, uh, Skink or Swim.
Have you seen Willis lately? You should really hook up.
[chuckles] What?
[Fatty] There's a bunch of white people lined up
outside the restaurant.
[Betty Chan] After all these years, your husband is still the star.
Yeah.
Looks like the relationship was... inharmonious.
I don't know. It's not as funny.
I don't know how to make that one funny.
Maybe no more funnies?
What is with you?
[Fatty] Just come inside. It's been crazy in here.
[Willis Wu] I can't go back.
- Just tell Uncle I quit. - What?
[Willis] It doesn't seem real.
My brother...
[Willis] ...the head of the Painted Faces?
And now, Willis, you're the only one that can help me.
My God.
[♪ slow, tense music playing]
Now on day four of the terrorists threatening
Port Harbour's vital bureaucratic institutions,
I'm here with Miles Turner, lead detective on the case.
Miles, can you tell us what's going on with this investigation?
It is a mystery.
Explosives were discovered near the city sanitation bureau.
- Any comment? - Then again, what isn't?
Time. Space. Love--
Uh, we can't comment on an ongoing investigation.
Come on, Judy, you know that. Not cool.
As always, our primary focus is on protecting the residents of Port Harbour.
But could this be related to the gang war in Chinatown
or, or maybe an inside job?
Huh, what do, what do you think?
Uh, no, further questions.
[customers laughing and chattering]
[customer 1] 'Cause it's all...
- Clichés are clichés for a reason, right? - [customer 1] [laughs] That's true.
[customer 2] Oh, my God.
[customer 3] "Cliché." What a weird word.
Alright, time to go.
Um, actually, it's Jen's birthday.
And?
Oh, oh, we were hoping we could sing, or whatever.
And, um, if you could cut the cake.
Sure. Sure.
Thank you! You're amazing.
Happy Birthday, Jen.
Aw, thank you.
Oh. Oh.
[customer] What the...
Look at all this frosting.
Disgusting.
Why are you having a birthday party anyway?
What are you, like 40?
- I'm 36. - [Fatty] Thirty-six.
Such a milestone.
This is a restaurant.
We have dessert here.
Why would we serve your bullshit European colonizer cake?
Oh, my gosh. I did not even think about that.
- I am so sorry. - I'm so sorry.
[customer] Of course, we respect your culture.
- We're sorry for that. - Get out.
- Yep, absolutely, that checks out. - Now. All of you.
- So sorry. - Sorry.
- [customer 1] Have a good night. - [customer 2] Bye!
[sighs]
[♪ traditional erhu music playing]
Hmm.
[♪ dramatic music playing]
[Lana Lee] How far do you think these go?
[Willis] Don't know. I got as far as the restaurant.
My uncle's been hiding something.
[♪ music continues]
[door opens, hinges creak]
That's him. That's him.
[Uncle Wong speaking Mandarin]
- [door closes] - [sighs]
- [Lana] Holy shit. - He said one pig,
one chicken for a pickup.
A food order?
What does that mean?
[Lana] It's probably code.
He's clearly involved in something.
And your brother was onto him.
You don't think...
I don't know.
It's not safe now.
He might come back but we have to get into that office.
How?
[♪ tense music playing]
I've got a plan.
[Willis] My uncle, of all people.
All these years,
hiding something... about my brother.
[typewriter keys clacking]
[typewriter dings]
[buzzer buzzes]
[door opens]
[indistinct radio chatter]
Hey, Felix.
Oh...
What's all this, uh, checking badges?
Orders from upstairs.
That Mad Bomber's got the department on edge.
[Willis] Mad Bomber?
[Sarah Green] We spotted this truck outside the last three targets.
Wonder how this is gonna go.
Enhance.
[computer trills]
Bingo. [snaps fingers]
And that's why we enhance.
What a surprise. It worked.
Anyway, I'll put in for a warrant on the truck.
Judge Martin's probably on the golf course.
Could take a few hours.
You hungry? You wanna grab a bite?
Uh, yeah, I have a thing.
So maybe you and Lee.
- [Sarah] Oh... - [Lana] Oh, I also have a thing.
It's a-- it's different from Turner's thing, but it is, it's a thing.
Okay, everyone's got a thing. I've got a thing.
Whatever.
See you at the stakeout later tonight.
[door closes]
[grunts]
[Lana] Uh... you okay, Turner?
Not really, Lee. Shit's getting weird.
Yeah. Do you wanna talk about it?
We work together so that wouldn't be appropriate.
Well, I mean, you know, this is a safe space to talk.
Okay. It's just the two of us.
[Lana] Right. Oh, okay.
A couple of weeks ago, you solved the case
at the City Planner's Office, right?
Maybe we should be questioning the secretary.
There's no way it was the secretary, okay? She's crying.
- Well... - [Miles Turner] The week before that
with the, uh, animal smugglers, that was you too, wasn't it?
Could have committed the murder, staged the robbery,
and, and then framed the smugglers to get us off his trail.
Turner, you... you and Green, you've solved like a hundred cases.
- Exactly. 100% success rate, Lee. - It's very...
It is almost like these cases are solving themselves.
Well, you know what?
The... It's not gonna solve itself right now.
So why don't we get...
Have you talked to Green about this?
- 'Cause this feels like-- - She wouldn't understand.
[groans]
She has blind spots, you know.
[Lana] Well, she's your partner,
so I think you should try, you know?
Look, I don't think it's a coincidence that it's day four of this case
and you're in here spiraling and nothing is getting done.
- Yeah, yeah. You're right. - [Willis gasps sharply]
- [Willis exhales] - You're right. Okay.
Yes. Thank you, Lee.
[Lana] Anytime, Turner.
You don't have a partner, do you?
No. Well, not... not really, no.
Interesting.
[Lana] Is it?
[Miles] I'm glad you're here, Lee.
Glad to be here... Turner.
- [door closes] - Are you okay?
My sternum.
Why do I have to be the distraction?
Why can't you be the distraction?
I mean, this is, this is my family.
[Lana] Just stick to the plan, Willis.
It's your family. You can't be objective.
Objective?
Wait, you're not investigating my family, are you?
No.
Well, yeah. I mean, we both are.
We're trying to find your brother.
We need to get into your uncle's office, right?
That's the plan.
So we need to get his keys at dinner tonight.
[sighs] Fine.
- [door opens] - [Willis sighs]
Okay.
This might be a big surprise, but...
I've never brought someone home before.
Shocking, I know.
Oh. Oh...
[Willis] But getting Uncle to let down his guard isn't easy.
We need a special occasion.
Plus, it'll be nice to see my parents together.
Even if I had to lie to get them to do it.
[kid laughing]
[resident speaking Mandarin]
[indistinct chatter in Mandarin]
[resident scolding in Mandarin]
[resident 2 speaking Mandarin]
Hey, we're here.
Hey, hey, hey. You too early.
[Willis] Oh, uh, sorry, uh...
Baba, this is Lana Lee.
It's really nice to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Wu.
- Hi. - [Lana] Hi.
[Willis] Lana is, uh...
I'm Willis' friend.
- We're friends. - [Willis] Yeah.
So you're not dating?
So I, I made the whole dinner for a friend?
Well, we are, um...
we... we're actually...
Oh, we're, uh, we're figuring things...
Things. Yeah, we're a thing.
A thing. Okay.
- Yeah, we're, we're a thing. - Yeah.
- [neighbor] Lily! - Hey.
[neighbor speaking Mandarin]
Uh, uh, can I help you with, with anything for dinner?
No, no, no. You stay, just stay.
[speaking Mandarin]
[Lily Wu] No, no, no. You sit, you sit.
[Willis] You're the guest. You're the guest.
- Thank you. - [Willis sighs]
- [switch clicks] - [♪ gentle ambient music playing]
[Lana clears throat]
Willis, when did you start wearing glasses?
Oh, these? Um...
Yeah, uh, I need 'em for work.
What's your new work again?
It's mostly with computers.
Um, like data enhancement.
I didn't know you were interested in that.
People change, Dad.
Maybe if you paid more attention.
Speaking of, uh, change,
Willis said that you recently got into real estate.
- Oh... - Yeah, we met Betty Chan.
The one on all the billboards.
[Lily clears throat]
I was the life of the party.
So, Mom, you working with Audrey's mom?
It's nothing.
Huh. Mom, it's not nothing.
It's not.
[knock on door]
Hey, sifu.
- [Lily] Hi. - [Lily and Fatty speak in Mandarin]
Finally!
Huh. Yeah. Sorry to, uh, keep everyone waiting.
I was working.
[Lily] So late.
[Willis] Fatty, this is Lana. Lana, Fatty.
Hey. I've heard a lot about you.
You work at the restaurant with Uncle Wong, right?
- [Willis] Mm-hmm. - [Fatty] Uh-huh.
[sniffs] Ah, Auntie, it smells so good.
But, uh, maybe it'll taste even better with my new sauce.
[Willis] Isn't that just the sauce from the restaurant?
[Uncle Wong] Yes, it is.
[Joe and Lily greet in Mandarin]
[Fatty] Yeah, but, this isn't...
[Willis] You think you know someone...
but not really.
Oh, uh, this is, um... Willis', uh, thing.
Hi. Lana.
Nice to meet you.
Where have I seen you before? I...
Everyone says that. I think I just have that face.
Uncle, we don't need an interrogation at dinner.
Yeah, that would be impolite.
Like, not giving two weeks' notice.
Everyone, let's start eating.
[indistinct] Alright?
[indistinct chatter in Mandarin]
Mrs. Wu, you're, you're such a great cook.
- [Willis] Mm. - This is delicious.
- Oh. - Yeah, she's okay.
How long have you been running Golden Palace?
Long time.
Ah, tough business, but, uh, kept it open.
[Lana] Impressive.
Bet you know where all the bodies are buried.
[Willis coughs]
That is where I've seen you.
Yes, at the restaurant.
Of course.
Best specials in Chinatown.
What's your favorite?
[♪ light, tense music playing]
I mean...
- Crab. - Yeah.
Garlic Crab. Thursdays, right, you said?
[Fatty] Well, not anymore.
Now it's crab rangoon Thursdays.
What's that?
Oh, it involves cream cheese. You... you don't wanna know.
Oh, Fatty, you get to open tomorrow.
[Fatty] What? Why?
[Uncle Wong] I have errands to run.
I gotta take the van in for servicing.
[Willis] Everyone has secrets.
Everyone pretends.
With your family, with your partner.
Pretend long enough... you might just lose yourself.
[Felix] [on radio] First team, come in. We found the truck abandoned.
The bomber is on foot. Likely headed for the DWP.
On our way.
Or, hear me out.
Maybe this is a job for someone else at the station.
A perfect opportunity for a junior detective.
[Felix] Uh, we were kinda hoping
that you guys would do it, since you're first team.
[Sarah] Yeah. Copy.
We've done this a thousand times. Right, partner?
Stakeout party.
Over.
[♪ suspenseful music playing]
- [Lana] Woo! - [Willis] Whoa!
[applause]
I don't know why, but Asian people love the Bee Gees.
- Hey, Lana. - Yeah, it's surprising.
- Uh... - You haven't touched your drink.
Oh, you, you mean...
this drink?
Ooh. Who's going to sing that one?
- We are. - [Lily] No.
Oh, you should, you should sing it, Mrs. Wu.
This is a really good song.
No, I'm tired.
Oh. Well, someone has to sing it.
Oh, no. Uh, not gonna be me.
[Fatty] Why not? You just said it's a good song.
- I can't sing. I... - [telephone ringing]
Uh, these vendors never stop calling.
Excuse me.
[Fatty] Well, you're a guest here.
Guests sing here.
What's the problem? You just said it was a good song.
Don't waste a good song, Lana.
Right, Willis?
Yeah. I mean, yeah, I think you should sing.
Fine, I will sing.
Yeah, Lana.
Thank you. Thank you.
Gonna get some refills.
[♪ "Only You" by Alison Moyet playing on karaoke]
[Lana clears throat]
[singing off-key] ♪ Looking from a window above ♪
♪ It's like the story of love ♪
♪ Can you hear me? ♪
♪ Came back only yesterday ♪
♪ I'm moving farther away ♪
♪ Want you near me ♪
♪ All I needed was the love you gave ♪
[Lana] It's way harder than it looks up here...
[phone receiver clacks]
[♪ soft, dramatic music playing]
[Uncle Wong] Fatty, I gotta go take the van in.
[Fatty] What, now?
[Uncle Wong] It's called working, Fatty.
[doorknob clicking]
Shit.
[Fatty] Well, that was entertaining.
First time karaoke or just first time singing a song?
Would you like something to drink?
[Lana] Would you like something to drink?
- Yeah, sure. - Perfect. So would I.
[cork pops]
[liquid pouring]
- [Lana sighs] - Hey.
- Cheers. - [glasses clink]
Where did everyone go?
[Fatty clears throat]
[Fatty] I don't know, maybe Lana's singing drove them off.
- Ha! - It was pretty bad.
So, where to next? Sixth Floor? Sixth Floor?
Actually, I know a place.
If you guys wanna go.
If you can keep up.
Oh, I can keep up.
Let me just lock up real quick.
- Perfect. - Cool. Cool. We'll wait.
[Lana inhales and exhales deeply]
- [coughs] Ew. - You okay? When do you smoke cigarettes?
What happened back there?
So Uncle was talking to someone on the phone in Mandarin
and they were totally crying, and he said, "Do not call the police,"
and then he just took off.
- What? - Yeah, I know.
- I don't know what's going on. - [sighs deeply]
- That's... - Okay, okay.
So what's your plan?
Just to get drunk with Fatty?
No, I'm not actually taking the shots. I'm faking it.
So your plan is to get fake drunk with Fatty?
Look, Willis, Fatty has the keys to the office.
- They're in his-- - [Fatty] Alright, let's go.
- [Lana clears throat] - [Willis] Let's go, man.
[Lana] You sure you're ready for this?
- [Willis] Yeah, I hope so. - [Lana] You guys ready to party?
[Fatty] Am I ready? Come on.
- [door thuds] - Open. Pull, pull.
[♪ pop song playing on speakers]
Hey, first round's on me.
They know me. I got it.
I guess lady cop's gonna go replace the battery in her wire.
You got it all wrong.
She's got eyes on Uncle. What's that about?
Uncle's kinda shady sometimes.
- So is everyone. - [Lana] Hello!
- I have tequila. - Sure.
It's actually pretty hot in here.
- [Fatty] Oh. - Right? Aren't you hot?
Yeah, we should have probably... Yeah, just take off our jacket.
Can't believe you're still wearing your jacket,
in the heat.
Yeah, it is hot in here.
[keys jangling]
[grunts]
Oh, too bad that pet store closed down
'cause, uh, these pythons are sick!
Okay. Okay.
- [Lana] Hey. - [Fatty] Touch it.
Oh, shit.
Hey, when did you two start coming here?
- Oh, hey, Audrey. - Oh, hey, Audrey.
Uh, and, uh, this is, uh...
Hi. Lana.
- Sorry I can't... - [Willis laughs awkwardly]
- Hi. Nice to meet you. - Yeah, you too.
Oh, hey, are those your friends over there?
Oh, yeah. They're from work, from the firm.
- Congratulations. - [Audrey] Oh, thank you.
Everyone there is smart and good-looking and sleeping with each other.
Oh, I guess I, I don't have a shot then, eh?
No, you do, but you don't want that. They're boring.
Well, do you wanna come join us?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Come.
Oh, um, thank you, but I should probably get back.
I'm designated driver.
Uh, Blake is also probably gonna take off his shirt now,
so I should go.
Blake, not here, not now.
He always... I can't believe him.
- Oh! - [Fatty] Yeah. Wh-wh-what a nightmare.
She seems nice.
[Fatty] She is.
Yeah, she is.
And she's smart, and she can hold her liquor.
You're going down.
[laughs] Bring it.
Cheers.
[Lana clears throat]
Thought you could fool me, huh?
You switched it.
The old double switch.
Now... let's do this for real.
- [♪ "Jellyhead" by Crush playing] - [patrons cheering]
[cheering grows louder]
♪ So what if your jeans are torn? ♪
♪ They've been torn since Bros were cool ♪
♪ I wanted you for a little while ♪
♪ I want it all right now ♪
♪ Over and over I feel it ♪
♪ Boyfriend, you're alone ♪
♪ You must be out of your mind ♪
♪ Jellyhead, you've really blown it ♪
♪ Flying in the clear sky ♪
♪ I wanna be diving in the blue ♪
♪ I gotta be out in the evening ♪
♪ Jellyhead, without you, without you ♪
[panting]
[groans]
[sighs, groans]
[gasps]
Oh!
Ohh. [winces]
[sighs]
Hmm...
Shit.
Where's my badge?
[knock on door]
- It's me. - [Lana] Yeah.
Um...
- What's up? - Really?
- [Lana] Hmm? - You're in my room.
[Lana] Yeah. I just don't want you to see me like this.
You didn't get Fatty keys, did you?
I did not.
Wow. This was a great plan, Lana.
- [Lana] Hmm. - Wait, wait, wait. Okay.
Uh, how am I supposed to, you know...
[Lana] Uh, you're the Chinatown expert.
Just figure something out.
Chicks, huh?
[Willis] [sighs] Oh, my God.
[Joe sighs]
[cell phone ringing]
[Miles] [on phone] Lee, where are you?
We're staking out the bomber's next target.
Security footage is headed to the precinct for enhancing.
Call us when you get there.
Have you had your talk with... Green yet?
I can't find the right words.
Uh, then don't find the words.
Don't say the right thing or the perfect thing
or the thing that you think that you're supposed to say.
Don't try to sound smart.
I mean, I don't need to try. I am smart.
[Lana] Exactly. Just show her who you are, you know.
People, uh...
[inhales deeply]
...people surprise you.
[♪ pensive music playing]
[sighs]
[inhales deeply]
[exhales]
[♪ dramatic music swells]
[Turner clears throat]
What were you doing?
Nothing.
[indistinct chatter]
- You actually showed up. - [Willis] I told you I would.
There's a lot of people here, huh?
Yeah, Uncle had to hire more help.
Things got busy.
I can see that.
Last night was fun, man.
Once you loosened up, stopped being a narc.
Excuse me, sir.
Table three is wondering if we serve uncooked vegetables.
I choked. I'm sorry.
Excuse me. I have to handle this shit.
- Yo, Willis! - [Willis] Carl!
- Hey. - What's up, man?
[Carl] Not a lot. Not a lot.
Hey, I heard you got a new job with like, uh, computers?
- Yeah-- - [Fatty] Carl, kitchen, now.
Oh shit, I gotta clear table 12.
[Willis] Why don't I come help you, man?
Oh, excuse me.
They're very good.
[Lana] Oh, no, that's okay. Thank you.
- Oh, Mrs. Wu, I'm so sorry to bother you. - [knock on door]
I was just looking for, um...
I-I just wanted to thank you for dinner.
Don't worry about it.
[sniffles]
Well, can I help you clean or...
No, no, no. You're good.
[♪ gentle, somber music playing]
We had two boys.
[Lana] They look so happy.
Seems that way, huh?
Are you okay?
Yeah.
I'm okay.
Are you okay?
I think so.
I should go.
[Lily] Oh, okay.
Wait. [sniffles]
Uh...
Thank you.
[Lily] Come back sometimes.
Bring my Tupperware back.
I'd like that.
Okay. Buh-bye.
[indistinct chatter]
[♪ pensive music playing]
[inaudible dialogue]
It's hell.
Mr. Wu?
- Um... - [Joe] Yeah.
Upper left, Horse-face, Yama, Ox-head...
They escort the dead from this world to the underground maze
where they wait for judgment.
Willis' mom find it comforting. Not me.
Scares the shit out of me.
[shudders]
[both chuckle]
Uh, some of these are flowers, I think.
Yeah. I found this in the alley near the market.
[♪ pensive music playing]
[Willis] For old time's sake, you know.
Dude. Thanks, Willis, this is really cool of you.
Yeah. Anytime, Carl.
You got it all? - [Willis] Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah, oh, yeah.
[newscaster] [on TV] We have at least one confirmed death
with four in critical condition.
[Carl] Hey, dude.
[newscaster] Could this be connected to the Mad Bomber?
[Carl] Fatty misses you.
Like, really misses you.
We kick it by the dumpster sometimes,
- but honestly we have no chemistry. - [Willis] Hmm.
He just says all these inside jokes that I don't understand.
I think his heart's broken, man.
Like the other day he gave me this mixtape, right?
Great songs, but it's obviously for you.
I feel like a rebound, you know.
[tuts] I don't wanna be a friend rebound.
I wanna break someone's heart,
like you did... with Fatty.
It's really good to see you, Carl.
You too, man.
[Fatty yells in frustration]
Shit. I should probably go.
Could I keep the mixtape though?
- Yeah. - [Carl] Yes!
[♪ tense music playing]
[sighs]
[Willis] He's keeping records.
Of what?
What am I even looking for?
[Fatty] What the hell?
Oh, my God. You scared me.
- What are you doing? - [Willis sighs]
[Willis] Look at this ledger.
None of these numbers add up.
I'm telling you, Uncle's shady.
- The numbers don't add up? - [Willis] Mm-hmm.
You got a C in trig, man.
What are you, an accountant now?
You don't even know what you're looking at.
Okay. Don't you ever think that it's weird
that he's always making deliveries we don't know about?
Making runs in the van?
Okay. Wait, is, is this what you came back for?
To snoop around?
I know he talked to my brother before he disappeared.
[Fatty] So did literally everybody.
Why are you so intent on making Uncle the bad guy?
Because he messed up my brother, okay?
I think he got him mixed up with some bad shit.
And you have evidence of this, right?
From your new job, or is this more of a feeling?
I can't talk to you about it.
Of course. Hey, listen, I have a restaurant to run, okay?
So whatever you're doing, keep me out of it.
[Willis] What am I doing?
Investigating my uncle...
lying to my best friend.
[♪ brooding music playing]
[Willis] Shit.
♪
What is all this?
My brother's pager?
[Carl] Hey, Uncle.
[Uncle Wong] Carl.
Van. Unload.
Shit.
[Carl] You'll never guess who's back to visit.
[box thuds]
[doorknob rattles]
[Uncle Wong] Where are my keys?
[rattling continues]
- [knock on door] - Willis.
Willis.
[pounding on door]
Willis!
I know you're in there.
Open this door.
[pounding continues]
[Willis grunting]
[groans]
[♪ suspenseful music playing]
- Willis! - [keys jangle]
[panting]
[♪ tense music playing]
[clock ticking]
Miles.
Sarah?
Can we talk?
- [Miles] What's going on? - [Sarah] I don't know.
I just...
You seem... checked out.
You got it wrong.
[Sarah] Like, if we're not in active pursuit--
Nothing to worry about.
So you haven't thought about switching partners?
[Miles] No.
Come on.
Nuh-uh.
[mocking] "Nuh-uh."
It doesn't exactly inspire confidence.
Now that you mention it.
- [Sarah] Okay, here we go. I knew it. - Is it so crazy?
Is it so crazy adding Lee?
We could be like a trio.
A trio? Of detectives?
Are you hearing yourself? That's not even a thing.
Just say it, that you're tired of working with me.
Miles, what happened?
Am I not a good enough cop for you?
Did I do something or say something?
Or is it because I never let you drive?
I'm not tired of working with you.
You're the best cop I know.
Oh, well, you're just saying that.
[Miles] Everybody knows it, Green.
I've known it from day one.
Look, I'm no slouch, and people do like me more.
But... working with you, I see the difference.
I, I, I'm good at this, but you're something else.
The real thing.
And I'm not.
I'm not the real thing.
What do you mean?
Remember how it felt before, at the beginning?
Like we were making a difference.
Like we needed to be there.
- Like people needed us. - [Sarah] We... We do.
- Like we showed up. - We do make a difference.
Do you really believe that? Hmm?
- Yes. I believe that. - How can you possibly...
I mean, look around, Sarah.
[Felix] [on radio] All units come in.
An active explosive has been discovered.
Copy. This is Green, where's the bomb?
[Felix] The bomb is in the precinct.
The Mad Bomber might be one of our own.
[♪ dramatic music playing]
[Willis panting]
[phone line beeps]
[Uncle Wong] Willis! Hey. Come here.
Hey, can I talk to you? Come on, it's not what you think.
Willis!
[♪ pensive music playing]
[Willis] [on voicemail] This is Willis. Leave me a message.
- [line beeps] - Willis, it's me. Uh, are you okay?
Call me back.
- [♪ suspenseful music playing] - [line ringing]
[Lana] [on voicemail] This is Lee. Leave me a message.
[Willis] Shit.
Shops from Chinatown.
The pet store.
The case we solved. Golden Palace.
All connected by tunnels.
Who built these?
[Uncle Wong] Willis?
[Willis] And where do they lead?
[Uncle Wong] Willis! What are you doing?
Willis.
[Willis] Shit.
[Uncle Wong] I'm trying to protect you.
- [rattling] - [grunts]
Shit!
[panting]
[Uncle Wong] Willis!
[Willis] Fuck.
[Uncle Wong] Come on.
[grunts]
[thudding]
[♪ tense music playing]
[timer beeping]
[Sarah] Turner, this bomb could destroy the precinct and everyone in it.
You're absolutely certain it's the blue wire?
[Miles] Hmm. Does it matter?
Uh, yeah, it kinda does.
Red wire, blue wire. It's all the same.
[Sarah] It's not all the same, Turner.
Look at me. It matters.
It really matters.
- Eeny, meeny, miney, mo. - What are you doing?
[timer beeping]
That is the question. What am I doing?
Sometimes when I'm getting dressed, I feel like...
whose clothes are these?
- Oh, my God. - [Miles] Is this a costume?
It fits perfectly.
- [Sarah] Turner... - Everything's like that.
It just seems to work out.
Miles.
Maybe that's why I put myself in such high-risk scenarios
to feel some--
Miles, for the love of God!
[automated response] Ten, nine, eight, seven,
six, five, four,
three, two, one.
Explosive deactivated.
[all cheer and applaud]
[cheering muffles]
[♪ intense, dramatic music playing]
[Sarah] Can't believe it was one of our own.
But, hey, the important thing is you diffused the bomb.
Sure.
Except I didn't.
What do you mean?
I didn't cut a wire, Green.
Countdown stopped on its own.
[♪ tense music playing]
Stopped on its own, Green.
[indistinct chatter]
- [cell phone beeps] - Willis.
Lana! [panting]
Bullets... [gasping]
- Willis? - [Willis] Bullets, pager.
Yeah, Lana. It's Uncle. It's him!
Oh, shit.
- [heavy breathing] - [line beeps]
Will...
Shit.
[Uncle Wong] Get in.
You're gonna get yourself killed out here.
Get in.
[door closes]
[♪ tense music playing]
Willis.
We need to talk.
You are getting involved with things you don't understand.
♪ ...of love ♪
♪ Can you hear me? ♪
♪ Came back only yesterday ♪
♪ I'm moving farther away ♪
♪ Want you near me ♪
♪ All I needed was the love you gave ♪
♪ All I needed for another day ♪
♪ And all I ever knew ♪
♪ Only you ♪
♪ Sometimes when I think of her name ♪
♪ When it's only a game ♪
♪ And I need you ♪
♪ Listen to the words that you say ♪
♪ It's getting harder to stay ♪
♪ When I see you ♪
♪ All I needed was the love you gave ♪
♪ All I needed for another day ♪
♪ And all I ever knew ♪
♪ Only you ♪
♪
[♪ fanfare plays]