S.W.A.T. (2017) s03e20 Episode Script

1 Previously on "SWAT" Sir, stay where you are.
I'm a police officer.
Are you serious? Have you been drinking tonight? I can't get into trouble, okay? My dad'll kill me.
Turn around and put your hands behind your back.
- What happened to him? - I brought him in.
Everything was by the book.
Then this guy shows up.
It was the kid's dad, Logan Carter.
The deputy mayor Logan Carter? - Christina.
- Have we met? I know who you are, Officer Alonso.
You work for the deputy mayor.
We just want to know how we can agree on things.
You already know you failed the PFQ.
Well, I'd like to sign up for the next qualifier.
You fail a second PFQ, department regulations has you riding the bench.
- What's going on, D? - Heema's parents.
They ain't never gonna let me see my son.
Taking Heema to San Diego to start over is them just trying to protect her and the baby.
- Did Kelly do something wrong again? - No, but I think she might have dyslexia.
I'm gonna help you with that reading thing, all right? Okay.
Hoo-hoo This is a story about Billy Joe and Bobbie Sue Two young lovers with nothin' better to do Hey, why don't you sit down for a while, have a drink with us? You need to let go of my arm.
Come on, don't be like that.
I'm not gonna ask nice again.
You didn't ask nice the first time.
Yeah.
Mitch, table five is yours.
Either that, or they can die of thirst.
I don't care.
You know, Harper, maybe if you were a little nicer to those guys, you wouldn't always be bitching about your crappy tips.
Bobbie Sue took the money and run And what the hell is he doing here? I thought he was locked up.
Beau.
Hi.
How? I made bail, baby.
Came through an hour ago.
Oh.
- You want a drink? - No.
I want to beat it to L.
A.
and get what's ours tonight.
Hey, Mitch? - I'm out of here.
- You still got four hours left on your shift.
Well, I guess she quits, Mitch.
And I'm collecting her severance pay.
Hey.
Get the hell out of there, Beau! Yeah, or what? Those two escape justice He makes his livin' - I missed you.
- I missed you, too, baby.
Deputy Mayor Carter.
This is stooping pretty low, don't you think? I'm sorry.
Do I know you? Officer Christina Alonso.
Oh, the officer who pulled over my son.
Unfortunate misunderstanding.
What misunderstanding? Your son was driving drunk.
And now you go after my family? Is that supposed to intimidate me? What are you talking about? This.
A citation to my uncle for some unpermitted construction of his garage.
It orders him to tear it down and also pay a $3,200 fine.
And you think I had something to do with that? Oh, please.
Come on.
The garage was converted ten years ago.
Are you telling me it's a coincidence this shows up just after your aide warned me not to pursue a case against your son? And you want what? For me to make this go away? - Is that what you're asking? - Yes, for starters.
Your uncle's garage conversion was unpermitted.
- It's illegal.
- That's not the point.
No, you're right.
The point is, is you come down here, trying to use your influence as a SWAT officer to make his problem go away.
Sounds like abuse of power to me.
- Are you kidding me? - Not at all.
And, frankly, I'd expect better from SWAT.
Hey, good morning, Pop.
Good morning.
Hey, D, you watching the clock? You don't want to be late, man.
Hey, you ain't got to be hollering.
Boy's 17 years old.
If he ain't figured out how to get himself to where he needs to be by now, he never will.
Oh, so, what, he don't need nobody looking after him now? Is that it? - Hey, what about you? - Hmm? That bottle's almost empty.
You forget to get your refill? It's almost empty 'cause I'm almost done with my treatment.
In a few weeks, I'm hoping to have a cancer-free bill of health, son.
I really hope you're right about that one, Pop.
- Hey, you get that for me? - Yeah.
Hey, you cutting it pretty close.
What's up with you? Come on.
You know I've never been late to school yet.
- You know this.
- Darryl, somebody here to see you.
Hey, Darryl.
- Heema? - You just gonna stand there, or are you gonna come meet your son? Well, come on.
What are you waiting on? I figured it was about time Deon got to meet his daddy.
Look at him.
That's my boy.
I ain't gonna lie, D.
I do see a resemblance.
But I think Deon here might be a little better looking.
Good thing, too.
Hey.
Hey, kid.
Let me talk to you for just a second.
Sure.
Hey, I am so happy for you.
I know you've been wanting this for a long time.
But I'm worried that this could really mess up your custody case.
How? I had nothing to do with Heema coming here.
- I didn't even know.
- I know.
I know, and I get that.
But what about her parents? If it looks like the two of you plotted this together behind their back Do her parents even know she's here? I need you to call them right away.
You let them know.
- Okay, I will.
- Darryl.
Okay, I will, Hondo.
Just give me a minute.
- What are you doing? - Pop, I need you to make sure Darryl calls Heema's parents and alert them to the situation here.
- That's his boy, son.
- I know.
I know, and I couldn't be happier for him.
But if Darryl wants to stay in that baby's life on a regular basis, he's got to play by the rules.
You make sure he calls.
Cassandra, you can't leave us.
Don't be afraid, Roy.
You and the others have everything you need.
And, besides, I'll be back, maybe not soon but someday.
How was that? How was that? That was awesome! - You sounded great, honey.
- Come on.
- Give me some.
Yeah.
- We really appreciate this, Luca.
Kelly has been wanting to be in the school play all year long.
If she nails it this afternoon like she did just now, there's no way she won't get that part.
If I try out.
- I'm not sure yet.
- What are you talking about? You want to be in the play, don't you? That means you got to try out.
Yeah, but what if I forget my lines? Or with my dyslexia, I sometimes get the words confused.
Whoa, whoa, I'm calling boloney on that one.
You got these lines down.
You've had 'em for days now.
Luca's right, sweetie.
What's this really about? I just told you.
Nah, I know what this is.
This is just plain old fear.
You're just nervous about putting yourself out there.
Kelly, there are a lot of things in life that might stop you from getting what you want, but you can't let fear be one of them.
What about you? You're letting fear - get in the way of going back to SWAT.
- Kelly.
- That's not exactly right, no.
- You told me you're nervous about some fitness test you need to take.
So what's stopping you? I'll tell you what.
You go conquer that audition, and I'll do what I need to with my fitness test.
Deal? Deal.
- NoHo - We danced She said, "I never come here solo" We danced She bought a round of straight tequila Yo, who are all these people who have nowhere to be on a Wednesday morning? Does nobody work? Says the guy drinking his second Bloody Mary.
You know what I mean.
When are we supposed to hear from this guy, anyway? I mean, how do we know he's not screwing us over? When he finds a buyer, he'll call.
In the meantime, just relax.
When we get our money and we're out of the country, I'll relax.
Until then, I think I'll worry.
I'm gonna go grab another one of these.
Where you going, Bobby? Thought we wouldn't come after you? 14-Adam-22.
Shots fired, 600 block of Fiji Way.
Requesting backup and airship.
Police! Drop your weapons! 14-Adam-22.
We're taking rounds! Roll SWAT.
As many as three armed suspects holed up inside.
You're not sure? We saw three enter.
It was a couple minutes before the first backup arrived, - and we got it locked down.
- What about civilians? Lady who runs the place says everyone got out.
I got eyes on the front room.
Front room looks clear.
Scanning the back room.
I don't see any Whoa, whoa, hold on.
I got a possible suspect hiding behind a curtain on the west wall.
You behind the curtain, drop your weapon, come out - with your hands up! - Drop your gun.
Come out now! Any idea what went on here? Witnesses say it went down with no words.
Our dead guy was down the boardwalk at a café.
A couple approached.
As soon as they saw each other, guns came out, they both started firing.
Some sort of pre-standing beef? How bad? Four civilians shot.
No word yet whether they're gonna pull through or not.
Come to spend a day at the beach, end up fighting for your life.
What do we know about our dead guy? Well, he's not local.
He's from the Bay Area.
He was staying at a hotel nearby.
Word is he wasn't alone at the café.
He was with another guy, but he ducked out right - before the shooting started.
- Check this out.
Dead suspect was taking selfies.
Must've been right before things popped off.
This is the last image on his phone.
All right.
I don't care what Bonnie and Clyde here were after.
I want 'em found and stopped before anyone else gets hurt, understood? Loud and clear.
Hey, I got an ID on your marina shooters.
Turns out there's a bulletin out for them in the Bay Area.
Beau Walker, Harper Kerris.
Beau jumped bail last night in San Jose right after he and Harper shot up the bar where she worked.
Killed the bar owner, wounded a customer.
All for about $180 in the till.
Jumped bail? What was he being held for? Felony burglary.
He was arraigned two days ago, awaiting prelim.
Guy makes bail, immediately goes on a killing spree.
There's more going on here.
Just talked to a detective up in San Jose and got details on the burglary Beau Walker was involved in.
Looks like he and two accomplices hit the home of some rich tech guy, got away with four chess pieces.
Chess pieces? They're Tenth Century.
Valued at over a million dollars each.
I thought my kids' checkers set was expensive.
Where are the pieces now? They disappeared after the burglary along with Beau's two accomplices.
Can't be a coincidence that our dead guy's also from the Bay Area.
You got to think that he's one of the other two burglars.
Beau gets arrested, his two buddies get away with the goods.
Maybe they decide to cut him out, split the spoils two ways instead of three.
So they come to L.
A.
to unload the chess pieces.
They obviously don't count on Beau jumping bail and showing up to the boardwalk armed and angry.
Beau Walker's at large, Bobby Reese is dead.
Still leaves one player from the original burglary.
RHD is running leads to ID who he was drinking with.
All right, keep an open line with RHD so we can move as soon as they ID his drinking buddy.
Bobby Reese had a hotel key in his pocket.
- Check that out.
- Hey, Commander, - you got a second? - Yeah.
What's up? I decided that I want to finish my PFQ, get reinstated full duty.
It's just my three-mile run I still have to do before I get signed off on.
You sure you're ready? I'm not trying to sway you, but you know what'll happen if you fail the qualification a second time.
Your SWAT career will effectively be over.
Yeah, I know.
But I've been putting it off way too long.
It's time to get my ass back out in the streets with my team.
It hurts every time I see them - walk out the door without me.
- All right.
If that's what you want, I'll set it up.
Look, I feel horrible.
I don't know what to do about the demo order, but I'll pay the fine.
No, Uncle Sarzo, you shouldn't have to pay for any of it.
This is all on me.
I love you, too.
Hey, you good? Your, uh, uncle all right? Yeah, it's the stupid DUI bust.
What, the deputy mayor's kid? What's that got to do with Sarzo? The deputy mayor's trying to get me to back down, so he had my uncle slapped with a building violation on his house for work he didn't even do.
I'm sorry.
You ever think maybe, you know, you should just let this one go? That kid was driving drunk, and he'll keep driving drunk until he either kills somebody or someone stops him.
No, I-I get it.
I get it.
But I just mean, what can you do at this point? I don't know, I guess, next time make sure I'm there.
Even if it means I have to stalk his ass 24/7, - I don't care.
- Chris, come on.
Y-You know that's crossing the line.
His father crossed the line when he went after my family.
Street, you and me got orders from Hondo.
Got to roll.
I couldn't help but overhear.
Don't worry, I'm not doing anything illegal.
No, but what you're planning is only gonna escalate things with a very powerful man.
You got a better idea? Maybe.
Your passion, my political acumen.
What if we combined forces? Hey.
This guy was staying here last night which room? Police! We're coming in! Clear.
Come here.
Have you seen either of these two around the hotel today? Yeah, they were hanging around this morning.
Early.
Tongues down each other's throats.
- You let 'em into this room? - No.
Why? Did they do this? They had to have been looking for the chess pieces.
- When they didn't find them - They went to the marina.
You're not the first ones to ask about them, you know.
- Ask about what, the chess pieces? - No, that couple.
What are you talking about? About an hour ago, two guys came in, showed me a picture of the two, just like you did.
Asked me if I'd seen 'em.
Wh-What guys? Who were they? I don't know.
They flashed badges of some sort.
Figured they were cops.
I called around.
San Jose PD doesn't have anyone down in L.
A.
, and I can't find any other agency hot for Beau and Harper.
So, then who were the two guys nosing around Bobby Reese's hotel? I'm afraid that remains a mystery.
Hey, I was digging around about the burglary.
I found something that may be interesting.
That's the legit owner of the chess pieces, Shane Brynx.
He's a big deal tech guy up in San Francisco.
- I'm guessing there's more.
- Yeah, I did a deeper dive.
Stumbled on some paparazzi fluff shots.
That's our suspect, Harper Kerris.
Boy, she cleans up nice.
She has to be playing him, right? I mean, she gets close to the tech wiz, gets access to his apartment so her boyfriend and buddies can rip the guy off.
Okay, but we've been playing this like she's just some naive girl tagging along with her gangster boyfriend.
But judging by this, she might be the brains - behind the whole thing.
- Yep.
All right, RHD just got a hit from the fingerprints pulled from the café patio.
They might have an ID on thief number three.
Guy's name is Richie Gorham.
What's the chance he's still in town? It looks like he bailed on his Airbnb, but his rent-a-car was just spotted outside a warehouse in Canoga Park.
Hiding out? Why don't we go and ask.
24-David.
Car's clear.
No sign of Gorham.
Looks like the suspect made entry here.
Street, hold.
Poor man's alarm system.
Guy's paranoid.
Only makes him more dangerous.
Hold.
Hold.
Chris.
There's a light on in the southeast corner.
May be a kitchen.
The rest is quiet.
All right, Deacon, Street, hug the wall.
Chris, Tan and I will get to the middle aisle, flank the kitchen from the other side.
Move.
We got company.
Deacon, Street, stay on Gorham.
Let's go.
Beau, man, I know you're here.
Let's talk, all right? Beau.
Hondo, we got eyes on Gorham.
Maintain eyes, but wait for my signal.
We have to assess the second threat before you move.
Come on, Beau, talk to me.
Hold.
Hold.
Lights.
Lights.
We got a third bogey.
Deac, we're in position.
- You still on Gorham? - Affirmative.
On three, two, one.
- LAPD SWAT! - LAPD! LAPD! On the ground right now! - Drop the gun! - Drop the gun! - Get down on the ground now! - Drop your weapon! - Don't shoot.
Don't shoot.
- Bail enforcement agents.
Drop your guns now! Hondo, we're Code 4 on Gorham.
- You got Beau and Harper? - That's a negative.
They're not here.
Who the hell are you? Beau Walker jumped bail.
We have every right to pursue him.
Your rights ain't gonna stop a bullet.
You're lucky we didn't shoot your asses.
Bounty hunters are supposed to notify local agencies when they're working in the area.
- There's no law that says we have to.
- It's not a requirement, but it is a standard practice, and for good reason.
Saves lives.
You're right, Commander, we should've done it.
But we were moving fast, chasing a hot lead.
And now you know we're here, so Obviously, we need some sort of arrangement going forward to avoid any more near misses.
If you're asking us to back off, I'm afraid the answer is no.
This ain't about burglary anymore.
Beau's a wanted murderer.
You guys are in over your heads.
It's time for you to let law enforcement handle it.
We are law enforcement.
U.
S.
Supreme Court said so.
- Taylor v.
Taintor.
- Taylor v.
Taintor? That it's 150 years old.
It's from the Old West.
- It's still precedent.
- We train for this every day.
We will bring him in.
You bring him in, we don't get paid.
I'm a single parent.
Husband walked out when I was on my second tour in Afghanistan, got two kids looking at college.
50 grand? It's a big deal.
We can't walk away from it.
Now, if we can get our weapons back, please? Come on.
Best stay out of our way.
Best stay out of ours.
Yeah, Pop? Hey, listen, I've been trying to reach Darryl, but he ain't returning my texts or phone calls.
Well, you can guess why, can't you? Heema and Deon are still there? Has he reached out to her parents yet? Well, what do you think? Hondo, he having such a great time.
Why ruin it? I mean, courts move so slow these days.
This may be the only chance he gets to spend with his son for a long while.
Pop, if he doesn't play this right, it might be - the only chance he ever gets.
- I'm just saying, I'm not gonna be the one to break up this pretty picture.
That's gonna have to be on you, son.
All right, look just have him call me as soon as he can.
Everything all right? It's Darryl.
He's 17, but he's navigating adult territory now, going into this custody suit.
So you're stuck between treating him like a boy and treating him like a man.
Look, he's got to learn from his mistakes, but if he's about to drive off a cliff I got to step in.
Yeah, I know.
What are you doing here, Richie? Huh? I don't know what kind of aspirations you had for yourself, but it couldn't have involved sitting in an interrogation room, fearing for your life because your best buddy and his girlfriend want to kill you.
They got Bobby.
You know that, right? He's dead.
Guess maybe now you're regretting how you tried to screw 'em over.
Hold on.
They're the ones who tried to screw us over.
I miss something? You and Bobby took the stolen chess pieces, - came to L.
A.
to cash in.
- Yeah, sounds a lot like you two were the screwers, not the screwees.
That's only because they planned to rip us off first.
That bitch Harper, she lied to us, told us that the chess pieces were only worth a hundred grand.
Acted like it was generous, cutting us in for $25K each.
Only later, when the whole thing hit the news, did me and Bobby realize they were worth millions.
So you flipped the tables on 'em.
Where are the chess pieces now? I hate to break it to you, Richie, but you're not in the game anymore.
So either you tell us and we get them, or Beau and Harper are gonna get them.
Which would you rather? Huh? They're with a guy.
His name's Arthur.
He got some shop where he resells rich people stuff.
You know, handles estate sales, that kind of crap.
He was finding us a buyer.
And where'd you and Bobby find this guy, Arthur? We just asked around, you know, put the word on the street.
- If word's on the street - There's nothing to stop Beau and Harper from finding Arthur, too.
You two looking for anything in particular? I'm happy to point you in the right direction.
Uh, actually, we're looking for Arthur.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Arthur's out at an estate doing an appraisal right now.
It usually takes a few hours.
Yeah, that's not gonna work.
Uh, why don't you tell us where the estate is, and we'll go to Arthur.
I'm afraid I can't do that.
- It's really important.
- I understand, but we have policies about client confidentiality.
You have policies.
What's your policy on, uh, getting your whole damn shop destroyed? - Where's Arthur?! - Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing? Somebody needs to tell me where Arthur is right now, or someone can die! Man, I don't know, I swear.
All units.
211 in progress.
Shots fired.
7310 Medeira Boulevard.
7310, that's where we're headed.
It's just around the corner.
Bonnie and Clyde beat us to it.
Hondo, that was them! Dispatch, 20 and 30-David in pursuit of blue Dodge Challenger, license plate 2-Alpha-Bravo-Mike-6-4-3, heading eastbound in the 7000 block of Medeira.
Gun, passenger side.
I see it.
What the hell are they doing? It's the bounty hunters.
Are you kidding me? 30-David to Dispatch, we're discontinuing pursuit for a solo MVA, possible injuries.
Roll an R/A to the Regency block, 2200.
- You good? - I'm fine.
- Help's coming.
- Hey.
Hey, hey, hey.
Don't move.
- Help's coming.
- Hey, come on.
Wake up, man.
- Wake up.
- Is he okay? He's alive.
You got to keep pressure on his wound until the paramedics arrive.
Right here.
I'm sorry.
We're on the same side.
You know that.
That was our chance to get those two before anyone else gets hurt.
It's too late for that.
They just left another dead body at the resale shop.
The house belongs to our high-end fence Arthur Tenney.
If he still has the chess pieces, Beau and Harper will come for him.
If they haven't already.
We sure he's here? He was doing an appraisal in Beverly Hills and then disappeared.
He's not answering his phone.
All right, let's do a welfare check.
Deacon, Chris, take the three side.
Street, Tan, we're going through the front.
Digital dead bolt.
You bring your master key? Never leave home without it.
Arthur Tenney! LAPD! Are you here? Tan.
Go.
Arthur Tenney! Coffee's fresh.
Someone's close by.
Give me two.
Two, two, two.
Right side clear.
Give me two.
No sign of Arthur or the chess pieces.
Clear.
Something ain't right.
What are you thinking? The floor plan and the architecture.
There's a dead space back here.
He's got a panic room.
LAPD! Arthur Tenney! I need you to open the door and come out! Come on, now, Mr.
Tenney.
If you don't open up, we're gonna have to blow the door.
All right.
We're rigging the door.
Chris.
These aren't small explosives! I hope you can stand far enough back! Wait! I'll open.
Where's the chess pieces? This is what it's all about? Ridiculous.
Can't believe these things are over a thousand years old.
Chess pieces recovered.
Arthur Tenney's in protective custody.
Doesn't mean the city's safe.
Wilshire Division just responded to a carjacking.
Mother of two shot in the leg for her Lexus.
Suspects' descriptions match Beau and Harper.
They don't know we have the pieces, - so they're not gonna stop.
- We could go public.
We do and they'll just vanish.
We have what they're after right here.
So, how do we lure 'em in? I may have an idea.
But you're not gonna like it.
- How's your partner? - He's in surgery to remove the bullet, but he's gonna make it.
But you're not here to check on him, are you? No.
I'm here because I need your help to get Harper and Beau off the street before they hurt somebody else.
Thing is, there's nothing in it for you.
What's your play? We recovered the chess pieces, only Beau and Harper don't know that.
So we pretend that you recovered them.
Post photos to Harper's social media, see if she's willing to make a trade.
"The chess pieces for your fugitive Beau.
" You think she'd really give up her boyfriend? I don't know, but I'm betting that she'll agree to the meet.
Whether it's to hand over Beau or to ambush you.
And we end up with what, nothing? No way.
I'm out.
Look, I wish that I had something better to offer.
But these two, they shot your partner.
And I don't know a better way to stop them before they hurt or kill somebody else.
I'm not a mercenary, you know? Being a bounty hunter feeds my family, but it's more than that.
I see myself as one of the good guys.
So you'll do it? Yeah.
Obviously there are risks involved.
You forget I was a Marine? Gemma posted almost an hour ago.
20-David and 40-David teams are ready as soon as we get a response.
I always hate the calm before the storm.
- Yeah.
- All right.
Keep me posted.
Dude, what's that about? Oh, nothing, man.
You know you got a crap poker face, right? What's up? I've been helping Kelly with her lines - so she could try out for a play.
- Mm-hmm.
She didn't get the part.
Okay.
I mean, she's 12.
- She'll bounce back.
- It's not that, not exactly.
Look, she was having second thoughts about auditioning, so I kind of pushed her into facing her fears.
Only the deal was, I had to face mine, too.
So I set up the three-mile run.
It's tonight.
That's great.
Dude! You know we've been dying to have you back.
Yeah, but wh-what if I strike out like she did? You won't, man.
Hey, you have already run it on your own and beat the time.
You've done all the prep.
- You are ready.
- I thought Kelly was ready, too.
Are you really comparing this to a little kid auditioning for a school play? Look, all it would take is for one little thing to go wrong.
If I twist an ankle? What if my hip acts up again? It's not a lock.
Nothing's ever a lock.
I know.
But the day I fail my three-mile run is my last day on SWAT.
It's not gonna be today.
I'm gonna tell Hicks to hold off.
If you're gonna tell him, you'd better tell him quick.
Gemma just set a meet.
Suspect One is headed for the meet.
How's this gonna work? Simple.
You give up Beau so I can haul him back to San Jose for the 50 grand recovery fee.
In return, you get what you want.
There's only one piece in here.
- Where are the others? - Where's Beau? He's sitting in our hotel room.
You get me the other pieces, I'll tell you the room number.
Hell, I'll even give you the key.
Think she's really burning him? - Not sure.
- Which means he could be close.
Keep your eyes open.
24-David.
Possible eyes on Suspect Two, parking lot, northwest corner.
Next to a gray truck.
Positive ID on Suspect Two.
40-Squad, you handle Suspect One.
20-Squad, we got Beau.
Tan, cover me from the back.
Bail enforcement agent.
Keep your hands where I can see 'em.
LAPD SWAT! Forget it, Beau, you ain't going nowhere.
Put the gun down now.
No way, I'm never going down like this.
Back off, you hear me? Back off or I'll put a bullet - in this guy.
- You shoot him, I shoot you.
Sounds like a sweet deal.
I don't have a shot, Hondo.
Beau! Come on, now, Beau.
The romance is over.
Whatever you think you feel for her, it ain't worth dying over.
Stop! Out of the car! Out of the car now! - Okay, okay, okay, okay! - Out! Aah! LAPD! Stop the car! This is 20-David.
Code 4.
Suspect down.
Hey, I didn't know that Keith followed me.
I swear.
- I believe you.
- I don't suppose I can keep that.
I'm afraid the only reward on this one is our gratitude.
- Thank you.
- Sure thing.
Officer Alonso, do you have a minute? I asked the deputy mayor to come down so we could discuss some sort of resolution.
You know what? Let's just let's go in here, it'll be quieter.
Admittedly, Officer Alonso may have acted rashly, confronting you at City Hall.
But she has a genuine concern.
Unless someone intervenes, your son's gonna kill himself or someone else.
My son has a problem.
And we're dealing with it.
But you're not dealing with it.
You're just enabling him.
Chris did some checking.
She found three other instances where your son was arrested for DUI, and you made the charges all disappear.
You're not helping him.
Wait-wait a minute.
What the hell is this? I came down here because you told me Officer Alonso wanted to apologize.
How long do you think you can keep covering up for your son's drinking and driving? For as long as I want.
I'm deputy mayor of this city.
And that comes with certain perks and privileges.
And if you don't like it, well, that's just too damn bad.
It's funny.
As a city official who oversees this department, you don't know much about police work, do you? Everything that happens in an LAPD interrogation room is recorded from the moment that door opens.
So you've recorded me? Without my consent? Who's ignorant now? Nothing I said is admissible.
No, not in court.
But I have some very close friends in the press, and I guarantee that won't be an issue for them.
You and your son have had all the second chances you're gonna get.
You need to make this right.
Luca! Hey.
What are you doing here? She wanted to thank you.
Yeah.
I baked you some cookies.
Thank me? But I thought you didn't get the part? I didn't.
It went to this other girl.
She's really good, right? - You're not upset? - I'm just glad I did it.
I remembered all my words and I didn't mess up.
Her teacher said she did great.
Kelly's just not ready for the lead role yet.
She got a smaller part, though.
What? That's amazing, man.
Good for you.
So, what about our deal? Did you do the fitness test yet? I was going to, but it didn't work out for today.
Well, you'll do it soon.
I know you will.
I might need your help with that, actually.
Look, Hondo, I was gonna call earlier.
I-I swear I was, but I can't stand the thought of Deon leaving.
- That's my boy.
Come on.
- I know.
That's why I made the call.
Dad, this wasn't Darryl's idea.
How could you do this? Take Deon and disappear like that? Your mother's been terrified.
Put us through all that to spend time with this low-life? Okay, now wait a minute, hold on.
You are not gonna come in my home and start insulting Darryl.
No, it's all right.
It's okay.
Look, I understand why you don't like me.
I didn't like me two years ago, and that's what you know me for.
But I changed.
I'm, I'm working more.
I-I'm doing good in school I got a future.
I'm really not interested in your story.
Get Deon out to the car right now.
I'm taking you both home.
Sir, you're upset because Heema wanted little Deon to meet his father? That's what you're angry about? Getting Heema pregnant at 15 does not make Darryl a father.
He's got no place in Deon's life, as far as my wife and I are concerned.
Darryl is a good kid now.
He deserves a second chance.
And I'm talking to lawyers; I'm doing everything I can to be a father in my son's life.
That's not ever gonna happen.
Well, I'm 17 right now, and that gives you the power over me, but when I turn 18, my lawyer said that's when the law turns in my favor! I'm gonna be in my son's life! So, what's the word, Street? Beers at you and Luca's place tonight? You're not hurrying home to your new fiancée? That's not a good sign.
Bonnie's got to work late, and I got nowhere to be.
So what about it? Ah, I don't know.
I mean, I got to ask Luca, but it looks like he ducked out.
Wow.
The deputy mayor.
Deputy mayor's texting you? No, it's from Lynch.
She says the deputy mayor just resigned.
"Stepping down from office to deal with an addiction issue in his family.
" Hey.
You did it.
Not alone I didn't.
You guys had my back.
I had Lynch.
Lynch, she might've helped, but this was you.
You know it.
You didn't back down.
You got it done.
It's just lucky she talked me into doing it her way, - rather than mine.
- Lucky for that drunk kid? Bet your ass.
Ah, come on, where is he, where is he? What's going on? Waiting on Luca.
He's out on his three-mile run, trying to finish his PFQ.
How's it looking? I don't know.
He's cutting it close.
- Mom? - I know, honey.
Oh, he's not gonna make it.
- There he is.
- Come on, Luca! - Come on, Luca.
Come on, Luca! - Luca! Let's go, let's go! What do we got? What do we got? Two seconds under! You made it, baby! You're back, you're back! I told you! The band is back together! There you go, there you go.
- Luca, you did it! - Attaboy, Luca! About time we had you back with us! Luca, hey.
You good? - I just can't believe it.
- Hey, my guy, my guy.
You're back.
You're back.
- I'm back! - Yeah, you're back! Back! Buddy! I told you.
Luca, back in the building.