S.W.A.T. (2017) s03e16 Episode Script

1 Previously on "S.
W.
A.
T" I had a hell of a day.
And when it ended, I just realized the only thing I wanted to see was your face.
You're still gonna try to pass the PFQ? I'm gonna do it.
I just need to be with my team.
JP Hicks.
Commander's son.
We both know that I'm not the man you tried - to raise me to be.
- When Barb got close to the end, JP's addiction got worse.
I really miss her.
I know.
Nichelle, if I had known this is what "stopping by" meant Hey, if my man can bench 300 pounds, you'd best believe I'm gonna be taking advantage of that.
Hey, you I got better ideas on how you can be taking advantage.
- Mm-mm, no.
- Aw Not right now.
I got to get this place ready for tomorrow night.
All right.
So, who you got coming through to inspire young minds this month? For once, someone the kids think is cool.
It's that rapper, FarKrai.
FarKrai? Baby, he rose to the top with a song about putting bullets in cops.
Are you sure that's the kind of message you want to spread? That song was a metaphor for the frustrations people have with the system.
It was also seven years ago.
He's evolved.
Even if he does have good intentions now, he still comes with a lot of baggage.
FarKrai made good and has been giving back to the tune of millions of dollars.
The kind of activism you and I want to encourage.
And he still rolls with the same bangers he grew up with.
Nichelle, loyalty can get you killed in these streets.
Now, maybe FarKrai isn't about that life anymore, but hanging with people who are, he's glamorizing it.
He's a complicated figure.
Okay, look.
I have been working on this for weeks.
The things you're saying, I've thought them through already, okay? I've weighed the pros and the cons.
- I'm sure you have, but you need to - Hondo, I don't need your help here.
This isn't a cop thing.
No, this is a South L.
A.
thing.
That's why I understand this issue.
I may not have grown up here, but I'm not as naive as you may think.
This is my call.
Okay? So, if this is really how you feel, you shouldn't come tomorrow night.
I'll set up myself.
All right.
Sergeant Wilkins told me as soon as you finished this morning.
There's no reason to beat around the bush.
You already know you failed the PFQ.
- Yeah.
- Not all of it.
You exceeded expectations in the pull-ups, the sit-ups.
- It was just the - Three-mile run.
I know.
And there's no need to worry.
- Oh, I'm not.
- Okay.
You just had hip surgery.
Your rehab commitment is impressive.
There's no reason why you can't retake that section in a few weeks.
Yeah, until then, I got to ride the pine at HQ.
And, you know, I missed it by, like, this much, Commander.
- I know.
- I'd like to sign up for the next qualifier.
- Luca, that's in three days.
- I know.
You fail the second PFQ, department regulations has you riding the bench for months.
Just, why not get in a little more physical therapy? I don't need more rehab, sir.
I need to get past this - and get back out there.
- I'm not saying no.
I'm just saying, take a day.
Think it over.
And if you still insist, then I'll approve your sign-up.
I'm so sorry.
I didn't realize that you had a meeting going.
No, it's all good, JP.
- How you doing, man? - Good to see you, Luca.
You, too, man.
Our dinner's not until next week, right? I'm sorry I had to reschedule so many times.
It's just been busy.
No, please, don't worry about it.
I actually came here to ask you for a favor.
Um, this is my friend Frida.
- Hello, sir.
- Hi.
Her car got impounded today, and we were kind of hoping you could help us get it un-impounded.
Rack up a bunch of parking tickets? Look, I know it's not official SWAT business, but she really needs it back.
What your son isn't saying is I live in that car.
It's got all my things.
- My bed.
- Okay, I see.
Um, I can't promise anything, but I'll make a few phone calls.
Do you have a safe place to spend the night? My floor.
Um, so here's all the car info.
All right, well, I'll be in touch tomorrow.
Thank you, sir.
You're welcome.
She askin', "Why you say that?" I'm chillin', real feelin' Rich kid paint me as a villain Still spitting that cash flow, DJ Khaled I got a penthouse on both coasts Okay, so the beer's warm, but Theo said that he could get us some vodka.
Why, though? 'Cause I said so, hip deep Let's go, let's go.
Move, move, move! Wait, oh, my God! He has a gun! Move, move, move! I want everybody over here.
Don't be stupid, and you won't get hurt.
Hurry up! Move! Go! Everyone over here now! Shut your mouth! Shut up! Why? We'll give you whatever.
Take my mom's jewelry, anything.
- Shut up! - Please don't hurt my friends.
Get your phones in the air.
Put 'em above your heads.
Now! Me? What? No.
No, no, I'm no one! - No.
Wait, no, stop! No, stop! - Leave him alone! Get down and stay down.
Bang! All right, will do.
On it.
Deacon.
Thanks.
The partygoers took photos of the kidnappers' vehicle.
RHD thinks they've got enough to issue an Amber Alert.
Abductee is named Zane Coleman.
16 years old.
Father's been notified.
He's a big-time hedge fund manager.
You think the kid's being held for ransom? Well, unis are heading to the house now in case a demand comes in.
Meanwhile, SWAT's gonna be here to close the gap.
Hope is the kidnappers are still in the area.
Well, party in the hills, few roads in and out.
I mean, kids called 911 pretty quick, so maybe.
There's a lot of terrain to cover, though.
Yeah, air support's flying in.
Chris and Street are sweeping up from the canyon.
Hondo went south with Stevens.
So you and I will coordinate from here.
All right.
Air 17.
Thermal scan picked up three heat signatures working their way through backyards.
Show 24-David responding.
Suspects are concealed behind the hedge on the north side.
- LAPD! - LAPD! - LAPD! - LAPD! - Come out right now! - Hands up! Move! - Hands up! - Come on, come on, come on.
We're Code 4.
What were you guys doing back there sneaking around? Uh, we were at a party, but we wanted some air for a sec.
When we tried to go back, - there were cops everywhere.
- You figured the house was busted, so you tried to slip out before anyone noticed you were missing, huh? A boy got snatched from that party.
See anything strange while you were getting some air? No, sir.
Seems like you guys have more important stuff to do than walk us home? Hondo and Stevens found the kidnappers' vehicle.
It was abandoned.
Swapped rides.
Now they're really in the wind.
Well, maybe not.
Bunch of the kids at the party reported that the kidnappers called Zane Coleman's phone before taking him.
- Quick way to I.
D.
someone in a crowd.
- Do we know who called him? Yeah.
Well, Zane's a-a minor, so RHD was able to access his phone records without a warrant.
Call came in from a phone registered to a Joel Powell.
Now, he's got no priors, no connections to the Coleman family.
But his apartment is located close - to the family mega-mansion.
- Yeah.
He clocks the wealth, the kid.
He sees an opportunity.
Guy uses his own phone during an abduction? - It seems too easy.
- Or too stupid.
If that means we can get Zane home quicker, it's all the better for us.
So, I heard Powell's smarter than he first looked.
Unfortunately.
From the smell of the dishes in his sink, he cleared out of his place days ago.
We didn't find any planning materials, nothing to indicate where he might have taken Zane.
Seems like a gnarly safe for just a passport and some tax documents, though.
Chris, you're freshly certified.
You sure you can pop it? On my way to find out.
So, what did we find in Powell's home? This is Zane? Mm-hmm.
Candid photo, long lens.
Kid didn't even know he was being watched.
More like stalked.
Powell's got newspaper articles about Zane's baseball team.
Copy of his yearbook.
Nothing on the parents? No financial records - or job info? - Just a bunch of creepy stuff that tells us he's obsessed with someone else's kid.
- Who is this guy? - I don't know.
But, Commander, this isn't some kidnap and ransom scheme.
Whatever Powell wants from Zane, it ain't about money.
So, our suspect, Joel Powell, is about as vanilla as you can get.
Yeah, he's been in L.
A.
three years.
Originally from Chicago.
But, um, there's no history of stalking.
Not in any database of sexual predators.
What about the two accomplices? The kids said that the men never took off their masks.
We've got no way to I.
D.
them.
Officers, this is Zane's father, Mark Coleman.
His wife was already on the plane back from Europe when Zane was taken.
I-I've been trying to reach Leah, but she usually sleeps through that flight.
She doesn't even know that Zane is missing.
It's a nightmare.
We'll coordinate with the FAA, - get a message to her.
- Thank you.
In the meantime, do you know this man? - Joel Powell? - No.
He's involved? Has he contacted you about a ransom? Because we're willing to pay anything.
Actually, we think - it might be more personal.
- Like, a revenge thing? I-I I'll get you a list of everyone that Leah and I - have worked with.
- Unfortunately, Mr.
Coleman, Powell seems to have some kind of obsession with Zane.
What kind of obsession? We're not sure.
This is all my fault.
I told Zane it would be fine to go to the party as long as he didn't get into a car - with someone that's been drinking.
- It's okay.
You rest assured that LAPD and SWA are doing everything possible to find your son.
Look, there's still an active Amber Alert.
Even if the kidnappers swapped vehicles, someone could spot Zane.
Powell's not trying to hide.
Now he's completely vanished? Something strange going on here.
Chris is working on his safe.
We'll know Powell's secrets soon enough.
Pressure sensors ready.
- We good? - Power on.
Did I mention this particular safe has over 64 million combinations? It might take a minute or ten.
Worth the wait.
Kinds of stuff Powell leaves lying out, don't want to imagine what he's locking away.
Hey.
I only got a minute.
I'm sorry.
It's okay.
We'll be quick.
Any word on Frida's car? Well, it depends.
I called over, and I was able to get the parking tickets waived, but, um But? The impound lot cross-checked with the DMV.
Your registration's been lapsed two years.
Now, you're gonna have to get it renewed, and you've got some pretty hefty fines.
All in all, this is what you're looking at.
I can't afford this.
I can't afford a tenth of this.
Please, it's her shelter.
It's way beyond my powers, son.
I'm sorry.
But I got you a guaranteed space at the Third Street Rescue House.
I have an officer bringing your things over from the impound lot, and they'd be happy to drive you downtown if that's, you know, something you'd want.
- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.
Is there a place that I can wait for my things? - Yeah, absolutely.
- No, no.
Okay? She needs her car, not a bed in some random mission.
- Knock it off, JP.
- Look, I get that you tried, but it's not good enough.
It's okay.
Come on.
It's fine.
Come on.
Got some very insistent Amber Alert tipsters for you.
Okay, thanks, Sallen.
So, you guys saw the abducted boy we're looking for? Been trying to tell the right person all day.
We saw the kid and the truck he was taken in.
Uh, unfortunately, we already found that vehicle - abandoned in the hills.
- Yeah.
Off Nichols Canyon Road? We were working up there last night, filmed the whole thing.
So you got the kidnappers on tape? Let's have a look, bud.
Ooh.
Uh, terms first.
No, that's not how it works.
We're the LAPD.
We can subpoena it.
You could, if you want to wait hours to see this.
- Seriously? - See, we're part of a news-gathering organization, not required by law to help.
But we are willing to.
Just want a little quid for our quo.
- There's a kidnapped kid out there.
- All we're after are the LAPD's incident logbooks for June 10, 2016.
What for? That's our business.
We got a deal or what? Okay, look, if the video's useful, we get you the logbook but a redacted version.
Okay.
Thanks.
That's the license plate from the Amber Alert.
They're putting that kid in another car.
Truck matches the photos from the kids at the party, man.
We can't see the plate on that SUV.
Hey, man, what are you doing? What are you doing? That's a plate.
All right, I'll put out a BOLO.
All right, I guess I'm arranging for those dudes - to get a look at the logbook.
- All right.
Yeah.
And we're in.
No drilling required.
All right.
Standard I.
D.
stuff.
Passport.
We have more creeping on Zane.
Here's a copy of the kid's birth certificate.
Uh, weird.
He wasn't born Zane Coleman.
He's Zane Fuller.
Looks like his mother's maiden name.
No father listed.
Weirder.
That's Powell, and this is Leah Coleman, Zane's mother.
And they look pretty legit.
No, I am not Zane's biological father.
I adopted him when he was three, after Leah and I got married.
I take it she never mentioned Powell.
No, Leah never talked about Zane's bio-dad, and as far as I know, he was out of the picture before Zane was even born.
I just can't I believe that Well, this explains Powell's obsession.
He was tracking his son.
Then he got a couple of buddies to help him take his family back.
Abducting him seems pretty extreme for a custody battle.
I have to believe he tried reaching out some other way first.
FAA got in touch with Leah.
I'm gonna have them patch me through to her plane, ask some new questions.
You got something new on Powell? More like I'm developing a theory, but just go with me for a second.
So, according to his records, Powell attended one of the largest high schools in Chicago.
He followed that up by going to one of the biggest undergrad programs in the country, University of Illinois.
But he doesn't appear in any yearbooks or club rosters.
It's an old Witness Protection trick, right? - Yep.
- Falsify degrees from institutions so large, any one student looks anonymous.
Nobody questions if he ever went to school there.
And that gives him motive.
17 years ago, if Powell went into Witness Protection and Leah didn't go with him Courts would've granted full custody of their child to her.
And then he's out in the cold and all alone.
He lays low for a minute, and then follows them to L.
A.
and sees his son being raised by a new father.
Powell's got no problem burning his WITSEC I.
D.
He's got the connections, the skills to evaporate into thin air.
We don't know who this guy really is and what - he's capable of.
- Just got off the phone with Leah Coleman.
"Joel Powell" didn't mean anything to her, but the minute I mentioned Zane's father, she told me to talk to the U.
S.
Marshals office.
I think this guy's in the Witness Protection.
Exactly.
I ran a message up the proper channels, waiting for confirmation.
BOLO just got a hit on the kidnappers' SUV.
Spotted outside a research lab in the Valley.
That's us.
Site manager confirmed the silent alarm was tripped.
Didn't let anyone inside.
Powell won't know we're coming.
Might still have his muscle with him.
And it's likely Zane's here.
Report said the van's near the northeast entrance.
Go, go, go! Chris, Street, two side.
Move.
Deacon, Tan, you're with me.
Let's move.
- Police! - LAPD! They have Zane! Save him! Get in! Tan! Go! Move! Hondo, SUV's moving.
20-David, in pursuit.
Suspects are in the tagged vehicle, headed southwest on Clark.
Now running east on Maple.
Patrol unit 4-Baker-2 en route.
ETA one minute.
We don't have time.
They're gonna hit somebody.
Tan, get up close.
We'll use the nets to drag them to a stop.
Tan, back off! Back off! Paramedics said you two were intact.
Happy to see it with our own eyes.
- Nothing's broken, no major contusions.
- Lucky day.
Well, Luca, I hate to tell you, but Black Betty's not looking quite as good as we are right now.
She kept you guys safe, though.
Want to run concussion protocols on both of you before clearing you back for duty.
All right.
Just give us a few minutes, okay? Bomb squad said the device was RDX and a detonator cap, made up on the spot with stuff those guys stole from that lab.
The whole thing was odd.
Zane wasn't there, and it didn't really feel like Powell was in charge or present by choice.
He said "they" took Zane, wanted us to save him.
So Powell's not the kidnapper, he's a victim and another hostage.
Crew is using his kid as leverage, coercing him, man.
To do what? Who are they? - That's what we got to figure out.
- I got a deputy U.
S.
Marshal in my office who might be able to fill in some details.
Deacon, Chris, meet me in the situation room.
Officers, this is Elena Reid, Powell's WITSEC handler.
Bernard, bring up Powell and Cassata's crew.
17 years ago, Joel Powell was Quinn Burnett.
He was a member of an anti-war group, called itself the Deliverance Accord.
The Accord's protests were initially nonviolent, until Powell's college roommate Damian Cassata took the reins.
He figured more casualties meant more attention.
And Powell was the bomb builder? Yes, but he didn't have the stomach for blowing people up.
Turned state's evidence, told us about the group's plot to attack a hotel conference hall and was the key witness against his conspirators.
Probably saved hundreds of lives.
But put a target on his back.
Cassata, Lars Greer, Pierce Felton all got 12 to 18.
Cassata took it personal, openly threatened Powell in court.
So Powell enrolled in WITSEC.
His pregnant girlfriend didn't want to go with him? Ah, Leah didn't want to leave her friends and family.
It's a big ask for partners and spouses.
So, Powell lost her and his unborn son.
Only way to have a relationship with his family is to watch from a distance.
Fast-forward to now.
Cassata and a few other Accord members got out of prison a few months ago.
So, Powell's hidden by WITSEC, and Damian must have tracked down Leah.
Then found Zane.
Realized the kid was the perfect motivator to make Powell do what they want.
Any chance that they're looking to restart their agenda now? They would go after a political target, something with a lot of potential for collateral damage.
I'll have threat assessment draw up some possible targets, alert unis around the city.
Hey.
Lab's taking inventory on what was stolen.
- We should hear back from them soon.
- Okay.
But get this.
Those tipsters from earlier? Yeah, I was just about to tell them I fast-tracked - their records request.
- I was looking into them.
What is that? Is that a UFO? They aren't journalists.
They're conspiracy theory YouTubers.
You lied.
Uh, we recontextualized.
Technically, we do report information - to five million subscribers.
- Five million? Requests take months for civilians.
Can't blame us for spotting an opportunity to use a shortcut.
What do you guys want with the logs anyway? I mean, what happened back in 2016? On the night of June 10, 2016, I was crashing at Ira's, and we saw it.
Just hanging there in the night sky, our first unidentified flying object.
We started looking into close encounters for folks all over the country.
But viewers want the details of our origin story.
And we didn't know how to prove what we'd seen.
Then we thought, the ship was huge, and it was hovering over the city for six full minutes.
So you figure, other people must have seen it, and if someone called 911, that'd back your story.
You guys know there's no such thing as UFOs, right? Tell that to the Navy and their cockpit videos that just got declassified.
What we saw that night was oblong and defied physics as we know it.
It's what made us start our YouTube channel, exposing the things the government tries to keep hidden.
There's one problem, fellas SWAT's not in the paranormal investigation business.
Hey, we made a deal.
If our video was useful, we get the logbook.
Can you honestly say it didn't help you? - These are your personal effects.
- Ah.
Thank you.
Could you give us a minute? You don't have to stay at the shelter, but wherever you decide to have them take you, please be safe.
Um I-I wanted to tell you that JP knows that the mission houses have restrictions, curfews.
I mean, they're to keep people safe, but I work in deliveries, late shift.
Oh.
So it's hard to stay there and keep your job.
- Yes.
- I got it.
And JP said what he said because he's protective.
A kind neighbor.
Started parking my car on his street six months ago.
He brings me takeout every week.
We have dinner.
He never told me any of that.
Commander, I don't know you very well, but it seems like the two of you are so worried about scaring each other away you don't really talk.
Please.
He's a kid.
He didn't do anything to you.
You and I were gonna change the world, remember? This time, I'm not foolish enough to care about that.
I'm the one you want.
Let Zane go.
Does he know? He doesn't.
Let me introduce you.
This lying, worthless coward is your father.
There's a dozen events all over town the Accord might be targeting, and who knows how many we're not thinking of.
First, Powell needs to finish their bombs.
Lab took stock in addition to the RDX, they also took binding materials and tributyl citrate.
They're gonna build Semtex.
Look, it matches the Accord's plan from 17 years ago.
I mean, it's ironic, using military explosives to protest a war.
Cassata still has two hostages, one of them a kid.
Any good news? To mix the plasticizer, Powell needs a high-temperature furnace.
Okay, we narrowed down the options.
This is a glassworks in the Arts District.
The area's too busy for people trying to lay low.
USC's med school has one, but it's a good distance from the places we know the Accord's been.
Which leaves this factory, abandoned six months ago.
Unclear if the furnace is even still there.
That's a good location.
Minimal onlookers.
Round up 20 Squad.
You're gonna have to take a new armored vehicle.
Try not to get this one blown up.
There's a furnace here.
It's still warm.
Got bomb-building materials, not a lot else.
Definitely used this place as their home base.
Hold.
This is 20-David.
I'm hearing activity in the northeast corner.
Help! LAPD! It's Powell.
They left him behind.
- Are you alone? - Uh-huh.
All right, we're coming down.
We've got Powell.
They got him strapped to an explosive device.
This is 20-David.
Everybody out of the building, and call the bomb squad.
Running out of time here.
There's fail-safes everywhere.
Leave me.
They still have Zane.
No, we got to get you out of here first.
Now, you built this thing.
How do we beat it? There isn't enough time to disarm it safely.
Hold on.
It's Semtex, right? So there's got to be a detonator charge somewhere? - Yeah.
- Where are you thinking, Deac? If we put the whole vest in water, would that disperse the charge? Short it out without detonating the bomb? I don't know.
It might.
This is 20-David.
I need water.
A tub, a tank, anything.
Utilities haven't run here in months.
There's bottled water with the emergency supplies.
- What about bottled water? - No.
Just getting it wet could close the circuit and set it off.
Negative.
It's got to be fully submerged.
If this doesn't work, you need to know I built two vests.
Damian said the other one's for Zane.
- We're gonna get you through this.
- Tan, I need some good news.
Save Zane.
And will you tell him I I wanted so badly to know him.
I'm sorry I never got to be his father.
No, hey, hey, listen to me.
We are gonna get you out of this.
Just help us help you.
You're gonna see your son again.
I got a fountain on the three side not clean, but it's full.
All right, let's get him out of here.
- Easy.
- Let's go.
Carry him slowly, slowly, slowly.
Over there, over there.
It's about four and a half deep.
All right, good.
Get some distance.
Go, Deac.
Throw him now.
20-David.
We're clear.
Bomb's deactivated.
Powell isn't supposed to survive, so the Accord didn't hide their plans from him.
They intend to hit the First River Bank on Hill Street, then skip town via charter plane.
I thought these guys were political.
Why switch to a straight cash grab? According to Powell, Cassata ranted a lot about what the world owes him.
Sounds like he lost his ideals in prison.
It's all about revenge and profit now.
Putting the bomb on Zane and sending him into the bank covers both bases, and it provides a diversion while the Accord makes a run for it.
All right, we'll connect with the airfield, shut down any chance to get out of L.
A.
Cassata can't know what's up.
If they even start to feel cornered, he'll detonate that vest, killing Zane and anyone near him.
Not on our watch.
- Let me come with you to save Zane.
- Can't do that.
- I can help.
- All right, you want to help? We have until my team rolls out for you to teach me how to deactivate the bomb Cassata intends to strap to your son.
Now, we can spend that time arguing, or you can show me how.
Please end your call, sir.
It's for you.
Hello? Hit the alarm, and the kid and everyone within 50 feet of him dies.
No cops.
Understood? Kid's got a duffel.
He walks out with $2 million in three minutes, or you know what happens.
All right, keep it business as usual.
We can't let the Accord know we're here.
Deac, it's too late.
- Zane's already here.
- All right, listen, I need you to get that kid, bring him back here quickly and quietly.
Tan, you stay with the teller, keep her calm.
Work the demand.
30-David.
Zane's already in the bank.
He's made communication with a teller.
Bomb's in play.
Should I try to defuse it here? No, not while Cassata's out there with a remote trigger.
He's got to be close, Deac.
Anybody got eyes? North side's business as usual.
Can't see anything, either.
All right, it's muted.
Miss, I'm LAPD.
I'm here to help.
What's he asking for? - $2 million.
- Say you need permission to access that much cash, buy some time.
Hey, hey.
Zane? Hi.
I'm Sergeant Kay with the LAPD.
- How you doing? - Okay.
Okay? All right.
You got a bag? Tan.
Where are you supposed to take the bag after you get the money? I-I don't know.
Th-They said I was supposed to get the phone back, and then they'd tell me.
Okay.
We're getting the money, but Cassata's threatening to pull the trigger unless Zane walks out now.
Airship's still two minutes away.
We got to flush him out into the open.
All right, new plan.
This is a tracking dot.
When you return the bag, we're gonna follow you.
- No, I can't, I can't.
- Yeah, you can, you can, you can.
Listen to me.
I know it's scary, but it's okay, 'cause we're gonna be right behind you, all right? I promise you I'll be there for you.
Okay? Okay.
Hey, I got the money.
Turn right.
Walk down the block.
Zane's out of our sightline.
This is it.
Move in.
Go, go, go, go.
Open it up.
It's good.
N-Now, get this thing off me so you can get out of here.
I Kid, you going boom is the escape plan.
Let's go! Go! Go! Watch the kid! Downstairs! Move, move, move, move! Move, move! Everybody down! Move! Come on! Stay down, stay down! Go! Out of the way! Down! Let's go! - Move, move! LAPD! Get down, get down! - LAPD! Get out of the way! Down! Move! Move! LAPD! Move! Come on! Move it! Let's go! Stand back.
Doors are closing.
Everybody down! Everybody down! LAPD! Out of the way! Move! LAPD! Move, move, move, move! You, let the kid go.
Come on, man.
Let him go.
Won't help him any.
This is 20-David.
Cassata still has Zane.
He's on a southbound train, and Deacon and Tan are with him.
- You got a deathwish? - Do you? Those doors open, I'm gone.
And you won't chase me.
You'll be too busy trying to save people from when the kid here explodes.
Okay, all right, let's stay calm.
You got your hostage.
How about we let this other guy go? Stay down.
Down, down! Tell them not to stop the train.
We don't have time to follow it into the tunnel on foot.
Roger.
I'll have them clear the next platform.
Train only takes five minutes to reach the station from here.
We'll get there.
Get the bomb off, please.
- Get the - I will, I will, I will.
Just stay calm, stay calm.
Remember how you watched your biological father make this bomb? - Uh-huh.
- Well, he showed me how to deactivate it.
You're doing good.
There we go.
Please, God.
Hands behind your back! Please, God.
Deactivated.
It's okay.
We're good.
Final suspect in custody.
- You all right? - Yeah.
Fun train ride? Can't go wrong with public transportation.
That's one brave kid right there.
- Didn't learn it from me.
- I don't know.
You'd be surprised how much of you is in there.
You weren't just gonna keep standing on the sidelines, were you? Cassata and his buddies are going back to prison for good.
No reason you have to stay in Witness Protection.
Got a strange road ahead of 'em.
Worth it, though.
You really got it? SWAT lives up to its deals.
Every call logged by LAPD June 10, 2016.
We saved you the time, fellas.
Not a mention of a UFO, not one single report.
But there has to be.
Someone would have freaked, called the cops.
Someone did freak.
'Cause there was an army of elves attacking their front lawn.
And another guy he was convinced that gravity got turned off.
Pulled the hospital records, too, to give you a full picture.
Turns out a potent batch of LSD was making the rounds that week, had people seeing all kinds of nutty stuff.
So we got to ask you.
Any chance you were tripping out a little earlier that night, or? Thanks for getting these for us, guys.
We'll find our escort and get out of your hair.
Thank you.
Ciao.
Later, boss.
Hey, have a good night, Chris.
Everything okay? I don't know.
I don't know.
Is it Darryl, your parents? No, no, it's it's not that.
Sometimes it just helps me to say it out loud.
Put my problems into words, you know? Yeah, I guess that's true.
Okay, uh I've been seeing this woman.
Her name's Nichelle.
Chris, she's-she's smart.
She's driven.
But we're in this fight, and I I don't really know what happened.
One second, we were we were just talking.
I don't agree with her on some things, but now she wants space, and I'm trying to honor that.
I guess I just was hoping that she would have called and said she changed her mind.
Should go find her.
Look, I-I know my relationship stuff is not together, but I do know independent women.
Nichelle asked for space from the guy that wasn't listening to her.
So don't show up as that guy.
Show up as the guy that she fell for.
Thanks for listening, Chris.
I got your message.
What's so important you pulled me out into all this? Look, I just wanted to say I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to go off on you like that.
Forget it.
Frida explained your passion.
I'm proud of you that you care so much.
Probably shouldn't be.
Why's that? She doesn't know the whole story.
The reason I'm so invested.
You see that doorway? Just outside that doorway was my home for nine months before I finally got clean.
I lied to Molly about it, all my friends.
I mean, I never wanted anyone to know.
Look you and me got a tricky history when it comes to hard truths.
But there's nothing you could ever say or do that would make me stop loving you.
I want to be there for you, son, as much as I can.
But we got to stop attacking or tiptoeing around one another.
- Okay? - Yeah.
Yeah, I'd like that.
All right.
Now, about Frida.
I got this decommissioned patrol car, stripped to the bare bones.
We usually sell 'em at auction for practically nothing.
I mean, she's never gonna accept a favor this big.
I know.
She said as much to me already.
But between us, I thought maybe we could convince her to draw up some kind of I don't know minimal payment plan until she gets back on her feet.
Yeah, I mean, maybe if we work on her together.
All right.
Yeah.
I'll be in touch.
Thanks, Dad.
You're welcome.
It's like, when you from the hood like I'm from, you never expect to see success, at least not like this.
You know? But if you keep your head down and your heart up, keep pushing through, you can make it, too.
Okay.
One final thing before we wrap up.
FarKrai, you've gone through a lot of phases, worked to be more of a role model.
Has it been difficult still being so close with people from your past who maybe haven't made that effort, haven't changed? Look, there's a lot of stuff in my life I'm not proud of.
I got homeys who still do dirt.
And loyalty's important.
But I love y'all.
I love South L.
A.
And if building a brighter future means sometimes I got to leave my past alone, I hope y'all can learn from the mistakes that I made, as much as the things that I do right.
You feel me? Thank you so much for being here, FarKrai.
It's all love.
It's all love.
Let's give him a round of applause.
All right, come up, get some autographs.
Slowly.
Oh, oh, oh.
Hey.
Hi.
I didn't catch most of that, but I'm gonna hold him to that last answer.
Nichelle I'm sorry.
Me feeling strongly about something is no excuse not to respect your opinion.
It was wrong of me to ask you to stay away.
Mm.
That feels so good to hear.
There isn't anyone else that I would rather disagree with.
You know what I'm thinking right about now? That you're gonna help me lay out snacks and lemonade for these kids? You read my mind.