Michaela is a rookie police officer grappling with the tragic actions of her past and the prospect of a future with her fiancé, Jared. When she returns home on the mysterious Flight 828, she finds that life has a strange new purpose.
BUS DRIVER: How'd you see him coming?! Lady! How the hell?!
PRIEST: We know in our heart.
POWELL: No, you're merely detained.
MICHAELA: Actually, we're not. I'm NYPD. I know how this works.
CAPTAIN: [CHUCKLES] So, here's how it is. I want this to happen. You've got that going for ya. But I can't sign off until you jump through the hoops: The physical, firearms re-cert, psych eval.
DR. BORTEL: You were the driver and you'd been drinking? That would weigh heavily on anyone.
MICHAELA: Well, there was an investigation, and I was exonerated.
DR. BORTEL: But still put on desk duty.
MICHAELA: Yeah, bureaucracy. What's up?
BEN: I need a favor. Know anyone at Rikers?
MICHAELA: Yeah, what do you expect? I had range time 10 days ago my time.
JARED: About this morning. Lourdes— ...please don't punish Lourdes.
MICHAELA: ...I saw her and you, and I felt like puking or fainting or both.
BEN: It isn't about solving a puzzle. This is understanding what my life has become — our lives. If we can't answer that, we're never gonna be able to get back to normal.
MICHAELA: Meaning, who you're gonna be with? Wow. Grace, look, I know that you guys didn't have a perfect marriage, but really? He is your He is your husband.