Jake
Well, Sharon is happy, and Captain Holt has no idea where she is.
Damn, we are good at stashing pregnant ladies! [High-fives Jake] Uh!
SSharon
Guys? My water just broke.
Jake
Don't worry about that, we'll just get you another one- oh, you mean your body water! That's much worse!
[As Jake approaches their desk] Oh, come here, come here, come here! You need to see this! I'm about to give Captain Holt his gift.
Jake Peralta
Oh? Did he lift his no gift policy?
No, he didn't, but I figured out a way to buy him something and trick him into accepting it.
Jake
You are bad.
I know, right! Oh, wait, you're making fun of me.
Jake
Mm-hmm
Well, I don't care. He would never open a gift, right? But, what if his gift didn't look like a gift?
Jake
He would open it?
Exactly! I left it in a cardboard box on his desk. There's no card, just the words "Open Now" which I wrote with my wrong hand, so he wouldn't recognise my handwriting! [Holt passes them] Captain!
Jake
Sir... So, just to recap, you left an unmarked package on a police captain's desk, on a random Monday with a suspicious message written on it that looked like it was scrawled by a crazy person?
[exiting his office quickly] Bomb! There's a bomb! Everyone out! [There is mass panic as everyone rushes for the exit. Rosa presses an alarm] Let's go, let's go! This is not a drill! Let's go!
Jake
[sarcastically, to an aghast Amy] Great gift, babe!
[Boyle's ex-wife Eleanor has just visited the precinct and is threatening to destroy Boyle's stored sperm unless he illegally gets her out of going to court for hitting a man with her car.]
Damn. She can't do that! Can she do that?
Peralta
Okay, stay calm. We're gonna talk to a lawyer and get a professional opinion.
[Cut to Peralta and Boyle sitting in front of a lawyer's desk]
LLawyer
Damn! I can't believe you signed this contract! The sperm is her legal possession. It also says that she, and I quote, [flips to the second page and points] "Owns your dignity." You initialed right next to that!
Peralta, it's no coincidence you're on this ship. You won a free cruise without entering a contest; how do you think that happened?
Jake
I don't know. Maybe it's because I bought Speed 2 on DVD and the internet figured out that cruises are one of my interests!
Great film. Sandy B. in a sarong. [He and Jake bump fists] But the tics are all me. I brought you here because I'm in peril.
Jake
Pfft. Peril.
Jake
Pfft.
Somebody's tryin' to kill me, and I need protection. So I sent for my best friend.
Jake
I am not your best friend. I'm your worst enemy! Get that through your head!
[To Amy] It's this kind of bickering that makes us such an adorable couple.
Jake
Whatever, Judy! You're under arrest!
You can't arrest me, boo! We're in international waters. Which is why I can smoke as much weed as I want. Welcome, to the high seas.
Jake
No. No way that that's true. Amy, tell me I can arrest him right now.
Judy's right, we have no jurisdiction. Technically this boat flies under the flag of Uzbekistan.
Uh-oh! Your girl knows about the Uzbeks!
But the captain can have him arrested; he has total authority on this boat.
Jake
Perfect; captains love me. Just wait until he or she finds out they're employing a criminal.
[Cut to the three of them standing out on deck with the captain.]
OCaptain Orleans
Yeah, about forty percent of the crew are criminals.
[Doug Judy, the Pontiac Bandit, has escaped from the cruise ship to a small motorboat after Jake saved Judy's life.]
Peralta! Sorry to do this to you, man. I saw an opening and I had to take it. I can't go to jail! I'm too cool!
Jake
You'll never get away from me, Judy!
I can't hear what you're saying; you're real far away. I'll just assume you're finally admitting we're best friends.
Jake
No, that's not what I'm saying!
Thank you! It means a lot to me. Enjoy the rest of your cruise! Just remember; you got a fine lady, don't be a tang in the mud! Check your pockets! [Jake does, pulling out a cabin access card] Boom-boom stateroom, baby!
Jake
[To Amy] Awesome. [To Judy] But this isn't over! I will hunt you to the ends of the earth!
I love you, too! I'm so proud of us for being able to say it! What're you still standing there for? Go smush!
[Doug Judy steers the motorboat away from the cruise ship.]
KPKaren Peralta
Hey, honey. Thanks for bringing Roger back.
Jake Peralta
You're very welcome. Hey, by the way, Amy was really nervous to meet you, so don't judge her for all the weird singing.
KPKaren Peralta
Oh, no. I'm dating my son-of-a-bitch ex-husband; who am I to judge?
[Amy Santiago rolls down the window of the Impala she's sitting in.]
I think you're really great, too!
Jake
She's very good at lip-reading.
I wouldn't say "very" good; deaf people, they're the real talents!
Jake
Yep. Just can't stop.
I'll let you guys talk! I'll just close my eyes. [Rolls the window back up.]
Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the most anticipated event in this precinct's history! The auction for-
[Gina reaches down from the podium and holds up a vinyl briefcase; the gathered detectives are amazed.]
Jake
The Suitcase of Mystery!
Exactly, Jacob. This puppy's been in the Lost & Found since 1976. No one alive today knows its contents. I'm happy to say Captain Holt has finally given me permission to auction it off!
Jake
I'll let you give me a spray tan! Any shade you want!
Jake, willing to sacrifice his dignity! Who can top it?
Massage! I'll give you a massage!
Charles, going in the wrong direction and getting himself disqualified. Interesting approach. Orange Jake: Goin' once! Goin' twice!
I'll show you a picture of me in high school. There is side pony.
Ooh! Rosa comin' in hot, Rosa comin' in hot!
Jake
I'll also give you full control over my hair and wardrobe.
I'll go on a date with you!
SOLD! To Jake. Not to Scully. That really freaked me out and I just want this to end now.
Jake
Hey, Gina! We got an anonymous gift basket. Yeah, it's full of treats. It's got meats, cheeses, candies- all the food groups.
The cheese is amazing. It melts in my mouth. And in my hands!
Hm. French chocolates, French cheeses, tiny French pickles. Did none of you detectives think this might be a gift for Captain Holt from someone in France? Like his husband, per exemple?
Jake
What? No way! This is a nice present from an unknown, appreciative citizen that wanted us to munch!
What's this, then? "Dear Captain Raymond Holt: Thinking of you. Best, Dr. Kevin Cozner, Ph.D." He even used their pet names.
Oh, no. I ate the chocolate-covered strawberry. That's the most intimate snack of them all!
Holt's gonna be back from his meeting in thirty minutes- what do we do?!
Jake
No! No. It's okay. We can fix this.
[32 minutes later.]
Jake
Check it out, sir; a lovely gift basket that Kevin sent you, all the way from Paris.
[Holt unties the ribbon and removes the red plastic wrapping. Holt examines some of the items.]
Stapler... scissors... rubber bands? [Picks up the package of rubber bands.] That man really knows me!
Jake
This envelope contains my inheritance from my uncle, he died a year ago. He was so rich, he had a whole room in his house just to eat in.
You mean like a dining room?
Jake
Yeah. But in Manhattan.
Jake
Now, just because I'm definitely rich now doesn't mean I'm gonna forget my roots. You all get something, so fire away.
Jake, your friendship is gift enough for me.
Friendship is crap. I want a Ducati Monster 821.
Jake
All right, Rosa gets a motorcycle.
Oh, cool, I want a fast sports car.
Jake
Come on, you can be honest.
I want old, expensive books. I'll send you a list.
Jake
There you go. Now, let's find out what I'm worth... Ah, I'm too nervous. Sarge, you do it.
[Opens the envelope] It's stock, one million shares!
Jake
Oh, my God!
... Of Blockbuster Video stock.
[Terry hands the folder back and everyone goes back to work in disappointment.]
Jake
What? Is that bad? I still have a Blockbuster card. WHAT HAPPENED TO BLOCKBUSTER?!
Jake
Hey. Gina, how's the stalling?
Great. The tow truck just got here, so that'll buy us at least an hour.
Jake
Tow truck?! What the hell'd you do to my car?!
Bitch, I told you I was gonna wreck it!
Jake
You did. You did. Well, I'm gonna go follow up on a lead right now.
Great. I'm gonna rip a bunch of wires out of your dashboard.
Jake
What? No, don't!
[Gina hangs up.]
Jake
What we need in here is an armored personnel carrier. A tank!
Two tanks. I want a tank, too.
Jake
Great, so everyone gets a tank. Just remember, we can't ruin Captain Holt's vacation high. We can't do anything to upset him. [Turns around and sees Hitchcock and Scully in Holt's office] Woah, no! What're those morons doing in there?!
Maybe it's not that bad. Maybe they didn't upset him.
Jake
What'd you do? What'd you say?
Nothin', just said welcome back.
And laughed with him about all the weight he gained in France!
Why is everyone just standing around? Get back to work!
Jake
So long, tank.
"Tank"?! I gained three pounds in Paris! Three pounds!
[Kuzkho, who escaped arrest twenty years ago by pretending he was paralyzed, is standing normally at the door of his apartment.]
DKDmitri Kuzkho
So... this is weird.
[Kuzkho tries to slam the door but Terry blocks it and tackles him.]
Oh, no you don't, circus trash! I knew it! You could walk the whole time! I was right about the cat accomplice too, huh?! Now where's the cat?!
Jake
Been twenty years, Sarge, cat's probably dead.
I'M STILL BRINGIN' 'IM IN!
[Holt, Diaz, and Jake are meeting FBI Agent Bob Anderson, a friend and colleague of Holt's, in a public park.]
Hello, Bob. Good to see you.
BABob Anderson
And you. Apologies, it's inappropriate of me to partake in such informal conversation in front of your detectives.
It's all right. I am equally to blame.
Jake
Oh, my God! There's two of them!
Did you get the other guy?
Jake
What other guy?
Someone named Bob Anderson.
Jake
Oh, my God. Amy, I have to go. [Hangs up.] Bob is working for Figgis!
Jake
He must've been the one who deleted all those digital files! And he tried to have Wielan killed!
But he helped us with the heist and there was nothing about him in the paper file!
Jake
Yeah! Cause that wasn't the real file! We have to call Holt. Come on, Captain, pick up! Pick up!
[Cut to the hospital room where Holt and Bob were waiting; Bob has drawn his pistol and is aiming it at Holt.]
Don't answer that, Raymond. And now I'm going to have to kill you.
[The lights in Diaz's apartment go out while the detectives are trying to interrogate Bob.]
Time's up. Looks like Figgis found you.
[Cut to several minutes later.]
That's the last of the candles.
Is that multi-wick? [Sniffs] Am I smelling basil and tangerine?
It's called Summer's Kiss.
What the hell is goin' on with you?
I hate to rub it in, detectives, but I told you they'd find me.
[A red laser dot is being aimed into the room.]
[The laser dot moves towards Bob and aims steadily at him.]
Whoah! Whoah, whoah, whoah! Wrong guy, wrong guy!
[Jake tackles Bob as the glass vase behind him shatters.]
Stay away from the windows!
Jake
Captain! Table!
[Jake and Holt get a coffee table and turn it on its side, and they and Bob take cover.]
My God! What the hell's going on? They tried to kill me! [Two more vases shatter.] Oh, we have to get out of here and we have to get out of here now.
It's cool. I have a panic room.
Yes! There's the Rosa I know! Summer's Kiss my ass!
But it won't fit all of us.
Jake
Well, looks like Bob's the odd man out. Bye, Bob!