Lucky: Are you okay?
Sam: Yeah, I think so. I mean, I wouldn't have been if I would've landed wrong. Of course, I could say the same thing about falling several hundred feet off of a bridge, but you were there to catch me, too, even though you were shot. And -- I know. You know, nothing -- nothing personal, all in a day's work. It's just your job. I got that.
Lucky: You know, it was good that you remembered Diego going off to set some explosives because we found a whole bunch of them in the drainage system under the pcpd. We don't know how many there are or where he put them, but we think that it's controlled by his computer, which we found, which the hard drive was really smashed with -- with the fight with him and Nikolas, you know, which we haven't recovered too much.
Sam: Nikolas? How is Nikolas?
Lucky: You know, I don't know. I thought he might be here scheduling surgery, but -- I left a whole bunch of messages for him at home, and I just haven't heard anything back. And I've just been too busy doing followup and -- or to even to check on him.
Sam: It's good that he's the one who got Diego. I mean, just -- he stole Emily from him.
Lucky: No, he stole Emily from all of us.
Sam: It is not easy to lose somebody that is really important to you, especially when you didn't have anything to do with it, unlike me. Anyway, Detective Spencer, I would just like to say, for the record, thank you. Thank you for saving my life.
Lucky: You know, for the record, it had nothing to do with the job.
Lucky: That night, I saw that car going over the bridge and I heard you screaming. I yelled for you and I didn't hear a thing.
Sam: Lucky, please, let's not make this any more than what it was, okay? Maybe saving me wasn't about you doing your duty as a police officer, but it certainly wasn't about you risking your life for the woman that you would die for. Your reflexes to -- to grab me from the brink of death was about you being an amazing, generous, giving man. Your instinct was to risk your life to save someone else. Someone else, okay? My instinct is about self-preservation.
Lucky: Sam --
Sam: No, please, Lucky. Please, just let me say this, okay? No more lies by omission or sweeping things under the rug. I thought we were past that the night you threw me out.
Lucky: I shouldn't have thrown you out.
Sam: But you did, and it's okay because it was my fault, okay? I am -- I am the one who destroyed everything that was good between us. I lashed out at Jason and Elizabeth, and I put innocent children's life at risk to do it.
Lucky: I lashed out at Elizabeth -- drugs, infidelity.
Sam: Yes. Drugs, Lucky, drugs! You had an excuse! I didn’t. I don’t. I'm just -- I am tired of the hurt. I am -- I am tired of being angry.
Lucky: You said loving me changed you. I didn't want to believe that that night.
Sam: Okay, well, what do you believe now? Hmm? Can you honestly tell me that you believe everything, every single word that comes out of my mouth? You have your truth and I have mine. You know, Lucky, there's just -- there's too much hurt between us. I think we both deserve people who can look at us and see the beauty and the promise and not all of the ugly failures, okay?
Lucky: We know who we are.
Sam: And we know who we're not. Can you really tell me that you want to build a future on that?
Ian: Well, as pleased as I am that you're getting some fresh air and exercise, I don't think you should be on that hip for so long. Allow me.