S.W.A.T. (2017) s06e15 Episode Script

1
Previously on SWAT
- How long has it been going on?
- Six months.
I can see why she left you.
Here's hoping she found someone better.
You've been suspended.
You're gonna need to
surrender your service weapon.
DEACON: 50-Squad is off today,
so Rocker's agreed to join us.
He's bringing one of his guys with him.
Oh, don't say it.
What's going on? Rest easy, 20-Squad.
Duty called, and the best
of the best answered.
I never had a big brother.
And I'm not sure I need one.
I really hope that one day
we can have a relationship.
You come find me.
I'll be around.
♪
Ah, patrol day. Time to pay
our dues in basic blues.
I put in my time
on the beat in Long Beach.
Feels like we're just ticking
the community-engagement box
on some bureaucrat's checklist.
Hey, don't let Commander Hicks
hear you talking like that, man.
We're the most highly trained
cops in the LAPD.
Sending SWAT on routine
dispatch calls feels like
making Lebron play
a blacktop pickup game.
Long Beach SWAT didn't have
a patrol requirement?
No, no.
They didn't waste
their lead talent on grunt work.
All right, whoever's riding
with Alfaro is gonna have to
make room in the car
for that ego. Listen,
patrol day's about
getting back to basics.
DEACON: Yeah. Luca's right.
It's about reconnecting with
the core aspects of policing.
At least that's what Hicks says
every time
he gives his patrol day speech.
All right, we should head
to Eagle's Nest.
I'm sure the boss already has
the old whistle out.
Tan.
Commander.
I know it's tough, but you can't be here
while you're serving your suspension.
I know, sir. Backpack was in my locker.
Look, you got a raw deal.
All due respect, Commander,
you can save the pep talk.
I let my baggage affect my behavior
and cast a negative light on SWAT.
For what it's worth, uh, I'm sorry.
Well, you take care of yourself.
Time will fly,
and we'll be waiting here
for you when you get back.
Yes, sir.
With Street on personal leave
and Tan serving out his suspension,
today seemed like a good time
to catch up
on our patrol requirements, but
I gotta say, it never gets old
seeing you guys in your blues.
Here we go.
You got something you want to say, Luca?
Just that LAPD started back in 1869,
and has since become the third largest
- law enforcement agen
- Okay, funny guy.
I know you've heard
the speech a few times,
so I'll do the abridged
version for the newbies.
Sir, maybe keep the whistle
section out of it this time.
Deac, the whistle's the best part.
These guys, they don't know
how to have fun.
LAPD started in 1869,
- and has since become
- (CLEARS THROAT)
All right, I'll cut to the chase.
LAPD has a long tradition
in community policing
BOTH: which is the
cornerstone of everything we do.
And there's no better way
than to get back to our roots
as a force for good
is to get out among
the people we police.
Interact on a human level.
So keep that in mind while
you're on patrol today. Deacon.
You're riding with Alfaro
on the Central Patrol Zone route.
Means you get to roll with me.
Commander, please tell me
we pulled a good zone.
Not so fast, Luca.
I paired Powell with someone else.
But you, oh
you got the luck of the draw.
A uni out of the 27th.
A guy named Coburn.
Should be waiting for you in Motor Pool.
Well, if I'm not with Luca,
then who am I with?
HONDO: Me.
I didn't miss the whistle, did I?
No, you're right on time, Hondo.
You and Powell are in South L.A. today.
Let's hit the streets.
(BLOWING WHISTLE)
HONDO: All right, let's do this.
HICKS: Luca.
Yeah?
- I just saw Tan.
- Here?
Yeah, he was picking up
his bag from his locker.
Huh. I must have just missed him.
Yeah, I don't think he's doing
great with the suspension.
Now, your patrol area,
it's not far from his apartment.
- Stop by and check in on him, will you?
- Okay.
I think he could use
our support right now.
- Will do, sir.
- All right.
You know, I'm impressed how
you've knuckled up
and made changes to fit in around here.
Guess Street was a good influence.
Yeah, he's, uh, he's been great.
Hey.
If you've got something
on your mind, let it off.
I gotta know you ain't distracted
before we get out there.
It's just, how are you so cool
with being in this uniform?
- What do you mean?
- All the side-eyes.
The way conversation stops
when you pass by.
You feel some kind of way about patrol.
I transferred to LAPD
the summer of 2020,
in the wake of George Floyd.
It was tough on the streets.
People hated us.
It felt like this uniform
was a magnet for anger and resentment.
You didn't quit.
Well, it's different
now that we're on SWAT.
We only show up
when people really need us,
and they're grateful.
You wear the uniform, people judge you
without getting to know
all that you're about, I get it.
But, Powell, I do believe
in community policing.
My goal is to show the
community a uniform that cares,
and maybe even inspire a little hope.
- You ready?
- Yeah.
Hey, Long Beach, I'm driving today.
This is my town.
LUCA: Durant, what are you doing here?
- I got a pickup to make.
- Yeah?
Maybe you can help.
Supposed to ride with an Officer Coburn.
He-he patrols out of your
station. You know him?
Yeah. Decent cop.
Always smells like chili dogs, though.
Oh, great.
That's why I traded him for your patrol.
I figured I'd spare you
the cleaning bill,
'cause that smell really
sticks to the uniform.
You're my partner for the day?
I was pretty tough last time we spoke.
Said I didn't need a brother.
You said to come find you
if I changed my mind.
So you do want a brother.
Half brother, I guess.
Well, a full shift together
will give us a chance
to get to know each other.
You sure you want to do this?
- I can always kick you back to Coburn.
- Yeah.
Officer Chili Dog? Nah, thanks.
Whoa, what are you doing?
Oh, right.
Your car, my bad.
(SIREN WHOOPING)
The car's registered to Eric Mac.
Couple of speeding violations.
None gone to warrant.
Thinks the rules don't apply
'cause he can afford to pay the tickets.
(SIREN WAILING)
DEACON (OVER LOUDSPEAKER):
This is the LAPD. Pull over.
(SIREN SHUTS OFF)
Could you turn off the engine, please?
I'm late for a meeting.
Make this quick, huh?
Let me see your license, registration
and proof of insurance.
Why didn't you stop?
Didn't see you. Like I said, I'm late.
You know how fast you were going?
Look, I was speeding, I get it.
Just write the damn ticket. I gotta go.
All right, Mr. Mac, you sit tight.
Be right back.
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
That guy know he's talking
to a Police Star recipient?
(SCOFFS) 2,000 hours of training
just to get barked at by
some jerk in a fancy suit.
Doesn't matter how much training
we have; that's the job.
To protect and serve
the people of Los Angeles.
Even when those people are
entitled jerks.
(SIGHS)
(SIREN WAILING)
- (TIRES SCREECH)
- (RAP MUSIC PLAYING)
20-David to Dispatch.
Show us responding to
a shots-fired call on the 103
block of South Central Avenue.
(SONG CONTINUES PLAYING)
Nothing. Is he
He's gone.
- (SONG SHUTS OFF)
- HONDO: All right, listen up.
We're the first ones on scene.
Go get the kit while
I put in the call. Go.
20-David to Dispatch,
we have a 187 on site.
WOMAN: You see, right?
I'm tired of this.
It might have been
this bitch that shot him.
You know how they do.
Shoot first, justify later.
- (BYSTANDER MUTTERING ANGRILY)
- This is crazy.
Give him the kit. You secure
the scene, and you wait
wait for RHD to show up. You understand?
- Yes, sir.
- What's up?
Dispatch says all Homicide
detectives are tied down.
They want Patrol to hold down
the scene until they get here,
but that could take a while.
POWELL: His body's just gonna lay here
with all these people watching?
Hondo, this is what I was talking about.
- They're upset and
- Yeah. Rightfully so.
But L.A.'s a big city.
Too much crime and too few detectives.
If this was Brentwood,
there's be a whole
- RHD squad here by now.
- Yeah, maybe.
Maybe not.
HONDO: This community deserves better.
These people need to see results.
What are we gonna do?
We're gonna show 'em
what we're all about.
We're gonna find
the son of a bitch who did this.
Well, thank you very much, Officer.
I'm glad we got that sorted out.
You have a nice day, ma'am.
I always say "miss" instead of "ma'am."
Seems less ageist. (SCOFFS)
Even if she's definitely a ma'am?
Especially then.
So, did you catch the latest Squawk Box?
What?
- It's a podcast.
- Nah.
People just talking isn't my thing.
It's like old-timey radio
from a hundred years ago.
Well, what do you listen to
on road trips?
I don't know. Music?
(INDISTINCT RAP MUSIC PLAYING)
RHD's backed up, so they're
allowing us to assist.
What am I looking at?
This is our victim, Derrick Moore.
Small-time rapper
shot twice in the chest.
Multiple witnesses heard
several gunshots.
Like, five or six.
There were only two spent
casings found at the scene,
but loud music was playing
on the victim's phone.
Rap, with gunshots
on the track for effect.
Which could account for
what the witnesses heard.
Is there more?
Are you familiar with drill rap, sir?
Well, let's assume I'm not.
It's a subgenre focused on
street violence.
Explicit lyrics often describe
real-life beefs.
The victim was playing
his own Jam Cloud channel.
I did a deep dive, and there was
a common theme to his songs.
A serious rivalry with
someone named "Lo-Dog."
You think the victim was
killed over a music rivalry?
We have any hits on the
Lo-Dog alias in our system?
None, but the victim rapped about going
to Noble Gardens and finding Lo-Dog
on a few different tracks, so
HICKS: What's the plan?
Up-and-coming rapper with beef
big enough to trade bullets.
Somebody at Noble Gardens
has got to know who Lo-Dog is.
Well, that area of Watts
isn't exactly on the best terms
with LAPD.
You know the reception you're gonna get.
I think I know someone there
who'll talk to us.
It was so fast.
He pushed me against the wall
and took my necklace.
DEACON: Could you describe the necklace?
A white gold chain with
a teardrop ruby pendant.
It was my mom's.
She's gonna be pissed.
Here, let me help you with that.
When she finds out what happened,
I'm sure your mom is just
gonna be happy that you're okay.
DEACON: (CLEARS THROAT)
Was there anyone around
when the incident took place?
- Any witnesses, Miss
- Greene.
Becca.
I screamed, but no one came.
He had this crazy look in his eye.
- I was so scared
- Hey, it's okay.
We're here now.
Can you describe the attacker?
White, dirty blond hair.
Uh, average-looking.
He was wearing a high school
letterman jacket.
No name, but a tornado on the back.
Well, Becca, you have two of LAPD's
most highly trained
SWAT officers on this case.
We're gonna find this guy and
get your necklace back. Promise.
BECCA: Thank you.
Yeah, uh, well, we got your contact info
and your incident report.
- You are free to go.
- We'll be in touch.
What the hell was that?
Just some harmless flirting.
No, not that, Romeo.
I'm talking about the promise.
You know better than to make
a guarantee like that.
Just trying to serve
the people of Los Angeles.
Look, hear me out.
Dude snatches her
necklace, has no weapon,
so I'm thinking it wasn't premeditated.
A crime of opportunity
like that, he's
He's probably looking to
get rid of that necklace fast.
There are some pawnshops nearby
that aren't exactly known
for vetting their merchandise.
Can't hurt to roll by a few of
'em and check 'em out, right?
Ah, who knows? Maybe we'll get lucky.
(TYPING)
- (DOORBELL RINGS)
- (KNOCK ON DOOR)
Hey, hope you're hungry.
Swung by Xiamara's.
She made some extra.
Hey, Durant. Uh, come on in.
Place is a mess.
Wasn't expecting company.
- DURANT: Oh, we don't mind.
- Yo, what's this?
It's from HQ, dated today.
I knew you didn't forget your gym bag.
Bro, you can't be doing searches
while you're on suspension.
Look, I can explain.
Hold on. Whoa, what's
Is that the guy Bonnie's cheating with?
I just I needed to know who he was.
Okay, you're kind of getting
into weird territory,
don't you think?
Should I go wait in the car?
Nah. It's all out in the open now.
Guy stole my wife, blew up my marriage.
- I'm so sorry.
- Bro, I know you're hurting,
but this is only making it worse.
What am I supposed to do,
just forget about it?
No, forget about him, man.
They guy's a scumbag.
Okay? To get involved
with a married woman,
be a homewrecker,
that's straight-up
human garbage, all right?
He ain't worth your time.
So why does he get away clean?
What are you talking about?
He's married, too, Luca.
He has kids
and a wife
who has no idea who she's married to.
So why am I the only one who
gets hurt in all of this?
'Cause you're a good person.
Okay? Bonnie and this guy, they're not.
It sucks, but you gotta let it go.
Hey.
Look, promise me that you'll let it go.
Yeah.
I promise.
You think Becca would like omakase?
Hold on.
You're gonna ask the victim
out for sushi?
Oh, it's my first date go-to.
They're always bringing stuff
to the table.
No awkward silences.
Since when are you silent?
All right, next pawnshop's up ahead.
I got one more in me
before I call off
this whole goose chase.
Ready to eat your words?
Tornado letterman jacket.
Am I good, or am I good? Huh?
Even a broken clock is
right twice a day. Eh
- (SIREN CHIRPS)
- I'm bailing.
Cut around the other side.
(SIREN WAILING)
LAPD. Stop where you are!
30-David in pursuit.
Our strong-arm robbery
suspect is on foot
heading south into an alley off Spring.
(GRUNTS)
Stop!
I said stop!
I can't. They took her.
56-David, suspect is armed.
Damn it!
(GRUNTS, GROANS)
You good? Or are you good?
(SCOFFS)
Look, he said, "They took her."
I-I'm telling you, something was off.
So you think there's more going
on here than just the mugging?
That crazy look that
the victim saw, I saw, too.
He was scared, Deac.
Not of me, something else.
HORTON: Can I help you?
Hey. A guy left here
a couple minutes ago.
Dirty blond, wearing
a high school jacket.
In some kind of trouble?
Well, it's the kind of trouble
that rubs off
if you're not careful.
He pawn a necklace?
Look, right now we are more
interested in him than you.
So if you're smart,
you'll keep it that way.
Kid's name is Zack.
- Brings things in from time to time.
- Stolen things.
I don't ask. He seems like a good kid
just trying to survive, so,
uh, you know, I help him out.
Well, now he's got his hands on a gun.
He get that here from you?
Well, don't suddenly get shy on us now.
Look, he was desperate.
He wanted five grand
for a little ruby necklace.
When I told him I couldn't do it,
he traded for the gun instead.
Does Zack have a girl in his life?
Yeah, his high school honey.
Moved out together,
were gonna be famous.
Didn't work out for them, but, uh,
yeah, they're hanging in there.
They're newlyweds now.
You certainly seem to know
a hell of a lot about him.
I sold Zack his engagement ring.
A week or so ago,
he came in with a big wad of cash.
Thousands. He wanted a ring.
Said they were headed
to Vegas to get married.
Where's a kid like this get his hands
- on thousands in cash?
- Like I said, I
Yeah, you don't ask.
But you look like you have an idea.
He might have mentioned the OVPs.
The Olvera Street Players?
What, you think this kid's
involved in a gang?
Nah.
The way he was acting
about the money, I
think he might have stolen it.
All right. The OVPs are ruthless.
If Zack stole from them, I'm pretty sure
we're not the only ones looking for him.
Zack. He, uh, have a last name?
- Thompson.
- All right.
I'm gonna need any paperwork you have
- on that firearm.
- Oh, yeah.
And the ruby necklace.
Let's have that, too.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Ain't nobody call for you.
HONDO: Easy, pal.
Just came to talk to Apartment 2-C.
Is that Hondo?
How you doing, Ms. Bernard?
About as good as an old lady
can expect these days.
MS. BERNARD: Y'all move on now.
You sure, Ms. Bernard?
You gonna make me repeat myself?
No, ma'am.
Call themselves looking out for me.
- You haven't been by in so long.
- I know. I'm sorry.
I've been a little busy.
It's not an excuse.
I should come by more often.
- This is Officer Powell.
- It's nice to meet you.
(SIGHS)
Since you brought this
young police lady with you,
I know this ain't no social call.
What do you need?
We need to find a guy
who goes by Lo-Dog.
Word on the street is
he lives around here.
He does.
Do you know his real name?
Where we can find him?
If I did, I wouldn't tell you.
Excuse me?
You heard me just fine.
Ms. Bernard, there was
a shooting this morning.
I'm not surprised the cops
come sniffing around
when there's violence.
But I never expected you
to carry that water, Hondo.
We're just trying to help.
Help comes before
you're dead, sweetheart.
After, it's called something else.
Ms. Bernard thinks the LAPD
only shows up
after the worst has already happened.
Been living in
this neighborhood too long,
and seen too much.
Even Hondo, with those Billy Dee eyes,
can't change my mind.
You know I'm gonna keep trying.
Listen, I can bring closure
to that boy's murder.
- You say Lo-Dog is innocent.
- Mm-hmm.
I believe you,
'cause I know you wouldn't protect him
if he wasn't.
But that's not enough for LAPD
to drop him as a suspect.
Just have him come talk to me,
on the record.
He can walk in by himself.
Nobody out there needs to know.
You've kind of been
in your head since lunch.
Everything okay?
Yeah, I'm just thinking.
You believe what you said?
What'd I say?
To Tan, about that other
guy being a homewrecker.
Human garbage.
I mean, look, I was just trying
to make him feel better,
but basically, yeah.
I mean, who does that? (SCOFFS)
Well, my mom, apparently.
Your dad was married,
and that didn't stop her.
- Or him.
- Okay, I'm not
Look, I wasn't talking about your mom.
I wasn't.
What's the difference?
I'm not blaming you.
It's your home she almost wrecked.
Look, I don't know what to say.
Yeah.
Well, neither do I.
You know, we haven't really
known what to say all day.
I can't be the only one Who's noticed.
No, I mean, it's been weird,
but we'll get through it. It's okay.
Will we?
I think we both kind of assume that,
since we're half siblings,
there'd be some kind of
a connection, but
maybe we just need to admit there's not.
All right, thanks, Martinez. I owe you.
My guy in Gang and Narcotics,
he says the Olvera Street Players
run a collection racket,
leaning on immigrant businesses.
And they're not very nice about it.
Definitely not the kind of people
you want to be stealing from.
What do you got?
Zack Thompson, 22 years old.
Couple charges for petty theft.
Connected into a rash of
smash-and-grab robberies
around Pico Union.
Breaking car windows
and taking whatever's inside.
But, hey. But there's a red flag here.
Three days ago, he filed
a missing persons report
for his wife Sally.
When you chased him,
he didn't say "missing."
He said she was taken.
So Zack goes on another
smash-and-grab spree,
and ends up stealing from the OVPs.
As retaliation, they grab Sally.
Look, I bet that they're holding her
until they get their money back.
Yeah, but he doesn't have their money.
Instead, he's got a gun.
Olvera Street is close by.
If the OVPs do business there,
I guarantee that's where Zack is headed.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Hi. Uh, looking for the owner, Stacey.
Is she in today?
She's over there.
Thanks.
Excuse me, Stacey?
Yes. Can I help you?
Uh, sorry to bother.
- My wife, uh, works with your husband.
- Really?
Yeah. My name's Victor Tan.
Tan.
You must be Bonnie's husband.
Well, if you've come to break
the news, you're too late.
I already know about their affair.
Do you mind if I sit?
Depends.
What do you want?
Honestly, I don't really know.
Just felt like I needed to come.
I'm still trying to make
sense of it, you know?
Look, no offense, Victor,
but if you want me to sit here
and play lonesome loser with you,
it's not gonna happen.
I've worked too hard
and sacrificed too much
building the life I have.
I won't give it up so easily.
Matter of fact, you can tell
your bitch wife that, too.
I don't care how much
she wants my husband,
she can't have him; not without a fight.
Grab yourself a latte,
if you like, on the way out.
It's on the house.
(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
Lucas Gibbs, aka Lo-Dog.
Thanks for coming in.
I ain't shoot nobody.
Wait.
Derrick got shot?!
You know Derrick Moore?
Y-Yeah.
We've heard his music, Lucas.
We know you guys got beef.
No, no, no, it ain't even like that.
What's it like, then?
Look, we was boys, a'ight?
The Like, the whole,
the whole drill thing,
that was just a scam.
We was faking a rap beef
so we could get our rep up
in the rap game,
that's it.
- You were friends?
- Yes.
Since we was kids.
He really dead?
- Yes, he is.
- (EXHALES)
HONDO: I'm sorry.
You know anyone who
wanted to hurt Derrick?
Anyone make any threats?
No, man.
He was only worried about music.
Derrick never even fought
anyone in real life.
- So he had no beef with anyone?
- No.
I mean, look,
not everyone loved
when he was shooting his videos
and stuff like that, you know.
People would come and yell sometimes,
but not like this, though.
Hey, listen to me.
You get back down to the Gardens
and you find someone
who saw you this morning.
Anyone who can prove
that you weren't on 103rd
when this went down.
You get it?
Thank you.
I'm Sergeant Kay, this is Alfaro.
I'm Barnes. This is my partner Wilson.
We're looking for a kid.
White male, early 20s.
Name's Zack Thompson. You guys know him?
Yeah, we ran him in once for theft.
- Haven't seen him today, though.
- Yeah, we think Zack's here
looking for the Olvera Street Players.
OVPs tend to post up
wherever they please.
Their victims don't report.
Doesn't give us much to work with.
All right. Well, we could use a hand.
Let's fan out,
cover more ground that way.
Suspect's armed,
so stay alert.
- (MAN WHISTLES)
- MAN 2: Oh, hey, ladies.
Why don't you come down here?
I'll show you a good time, you know?
WOMAN: No, papi. Ah, don't be a hater.
It's Romeo.
Better have our money.
Tell me where Sally is first.
(LAUGHS)
You stole five Gs, pendejo.
You don't get nothing
till we get our money.
Where is she?
Not far.
Bet she's getting lonely.
You don't pay up,
maybe me and the homies pay her a visit.
Now give me the money.
Call your boys.
Bring Sally here.
Now.
Or you gonna shoot me?
Right here?
I'm not scared of you.
You should be, Romeo.
You point a gun at me,
now I got to hurt you,
not to mention
what I'm gonna do to your girl.
Hold up. Nine o'clock.
30-David. Active 245
in progress in Olvera Park.
Suspects are armed.
BARNES: At your six.
We got a standoff.
Three on one.
We got to move in now
before it spills into the park.
On my count
- (GUNSHOT)
- (WOMAN SCREAMS)
DEACON: Shots fired.
I repeat, shots fired.
- LAPD!
- ALFARO: Drop your weapons!
No clear shot. 30-David.
Shots fired, Olvera Park.
Requesting backup and an R/A.
That's Deacon.
- Olvera Park's not far.
- Go, go.
(SIREN WHOOPING)
(CHOKING) Oh, God.
They're gonna kill her.
You got to save her, please.
Wilson, Barnes, you stay with him.
Come on.
(HORNS HONKING)
DEACON: They're heading
east towards Union Station!
(TIRES SCREECH, HORNS HONK)
Hey!
DEACON: 30-David.
Pursuing suspects into Union Station.
Three Latino males wearing
black caps and black jeans.
(PEOPLE YELPING)
Where's that backup?
(POLICE SIREN WAILS)
22-David responding.
Entering from the three side.
If they're on the run,
this is where they come out.
You got to skate where the puck's going.
Not where it is. What, you like hockey?
Kings for life.
Aw, hell yeah. Let's go.
56-David. Pursuing suspect
south into the restaurant.
LUCA: 22-David.
No visual on the suspects.
MAN: Whoa. Hey, man!
(WOMAN SCREAMS)
There's a brewery in back.
Funnel him there.
P.A. ANNOUNCER:
to your final destination,
please take our ground
transportation options
in the rear of the building,
located on Cesar Chavez
and Vignes Avenue.
22-David. Searching the north concourse.
(ANNOUNCER SPEAKING SPANISH)
Whoa, whoa!
- (SCREAMING)
- (GUNSHOTS)
(SCREAMING IN DISTANCE)
(SCREAMING)
I got a visual.
Can't get a shot, he's got a hostage.
I'll flank him and take the high ground.
LAPD! Let the girl go!
- Get out of my way!
- Listen to me, Miss,
we're gonna get you out of here, okay?
Do exactly what I say.
Okay.
I need you to duck!
(DURANT GRUNTS)
Not today, pal.
Nice body check, man.
You're a hockey fan, all right.
You should see me during playoffs.
LUCA: Let's get your ass up, buddy.
30-David. Almost in position.
Good, 'cause I'm sending him your way.
(GRUNTING)
DEACON: LAPD.
You're under arrest.
Come on.
We're still one short.
What'd the hell these guys do?
DEACON: They kidnapped a woman.
And there's still a suspect outstanding.
We ain't kidnap nobody.
Least you ain't gonna
be able to prove it.
Hey, what's that mean, huh?
Your boy planning on
doing something stupid?
No body, no crime.
Right?
DEACON: We got to stop this guy
before he gets to the girl.
Patrol has the exits buttoned up.
OFFICER (OVER RADIO):
56-Tango. Suspect fleeing east
towards the plaza. In pursuit.
We got these guys.
PEDESTRIAN: Yo, what's up?
(PEOPLE SHOUTING)
I'm one.
Hey, on your knees! On your knees!
Aw, damn! It's locked!
ALFARO: He's getting away! 56-David.
Suspect is running east on the tracks
out of Union Station. We lost him.
If he gets to Sally before we do,
she's as good as dead.
(POLICE SIREN WAILS)
We're a quarter mile from Union Station.
Deacon said the shooter
left the station going east.
Some of the these trains have
been parked here for months.
You think they stashed
Sally Thompson here?
It's their territory,
and we know he's going after the girl.
We just got to get
to her first. Let's move.
Powell, go left. I got right.
LAPD! Stop right there!
Powell, move!
20-David. Suspect is on the tracks,
quarter mile east
of Union Station. In pursuit.
Suspect dropped his gun.
Put the weapon down. Where is she?
Where's Sally Thompson?
I ain't going back to prison.
Where is she?
You gonna have to kill me.
I ain't that kind of cop. Powell.
(THUMPS)
- Going hands-on.
- (SIREN APPROACHING)
28-David to Command. We're Code 4.
Did you find her? Did you find Sally?
No, not yet, and he ain't talking.
We found him climbing a ladder.
Why get on top of a train?
Well, these cars are all locked tight.
- The only reason to be on top
- If that's your way in.
Let's check out these boxcars.
Hey, Sally!
Sally!
Sally!
Shh. You hear that?
(MUFFLED GRUNTING)
Sally Thompson!
She's in here. It's okay, we're LAPD.
Hey, grab that.
Hey. Hey, we got you.
Hey. It's gonna be okay.
All right? You're gonna be all right.
30-David.
Hostage has been recovered.
I need an R/A, my position.
Hey, thanks for riding with me today.
We were good out there, you know?
Yeah, we were.
Look, what I said before
It's like I'm overthinking everything,
and I don't know why.
I do.
It's 'cause you didn't
grow up with siblings.
You think
lack of common ground
means the end of the road,
but it doesn't have to.
How's that?
Look, we don't have
to agree on everything,
or even anything.
I mean, you met Terry, right?
- Of course.
- Okay, we never agree.
We're as different as it gets,
but he's my brother,
and I love him. You know?
I mean, that's what being
a sibling is all about
is being connected no matter what.
Sometimes family just needs
to keep choosing each other.
You're my sister.
Even if you do have terrible
taste in road trip radio.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
I can work with that.
Hey, you busy tonight?
Puck drops in 30 if you want to watch.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
All right, I'll see you there.
I thought you were done for the day.
Not yet, sir.
The suspect we talked to earlier,
- Lo-Dog.
- Mm-hmm.
Something he said stuck with me.
Yeah, and what's that?
He said people got in the victim's face
about making his drill rap music videos.
- Yeah.
- I went through Derrick's videos
and found several locations
he filmed multiple times.
These are the ones that filed noise
or vandalism complaints.
So you think he was confronted
by one of these business owners?
This restaurant
was robbed seven months ago.
The owner fired his
registered gun in self-defense.
It's the same caliber bullet
that killed Derrick Moore.
It's thin.
That community deserves closure, sir.
It's nice to see this kind
of fire in you, Powell.
Grab Hondo and go run this down.
ALFARO: So what happens to them now?
Well, hopefully the judge is a romantic.
Kid made a stupid mistake for love,
his wife almost paid the price for it.
At least she's okay.
Yeah, thanks to you.
You still shouldn't
have made that promise,
but if you hadn't,
things might have worked out
worse for them.
Oh, bit of, uh, bad news, though.
You're not gonna be able to give, uh
- What's her name?
- Becca.
Becca her necklace,
not until it clears evidence.
Hope that doesn't ruin your sushi date.
- Are you kidding me? Even better.
- Hmm?
Guarantees a second date
down the line when it's
- finally released.
- You're unbelievable, you know that?
- Yeah, I know. Hey.
- Yeah?
Look, I'm glad we rode together today.
You were right.
I let being SWAT go to my head.
To protect and serve.
That's the job.
I'm glad we saw it through.
It was nice riding with you too, Alfaro.
Good night.
Mr. Hudson? I'm Officer Powell.
LAPD SWAT. Can we have a moment?
What's this about?
There was a shooting this
morning a half a block from here.
Sir, do you still own a Glock G45?
Now y'all come around?
Excuse me?
Neighborhood's been going to hell.
I've been calling for weeks
about those thugs
driving off my customers.
But LAPD couldn't be bothered.
Until now.
Did you have a confrontation
with Derrick Moore today?
Sir
if something happened,
you really need to tell us the truth.
If you cooperate with us,
we can help you with what comes next.
Mr. Hudson, did you shoot Derrick Moore?
I didn't I didn't go
out there to hurt the boy.
He had a gun.
I got scared.
We've been on our own for too long.
And where the hell y'all been?
(TV PLAYS INDISTINCTLY)
- Another one?
- Yeah.
Yeah.
Anyway, I expected anger or tears,
not resolve.
She refused to accept the situation.
That's when I realized that this guy
didn't blow up my marriage.
Bonnie did.
As misguided as this lady's loyalty is,
she's willing to fight.
Bonnie wasn't.
She didn't want
to leave me for this guy.
She just wanted to leave me.
Wow, it takes me months after a breakup
to have that kind of a perspective.
Yeah, sorry you had to go through that.
But sounds like you're ready to move on.
- Don't really have a choice, do I?
- Mm.
Lord knows I don't need to hear
any more of your breakup stories.
Oh, you've got stories, do you?
For days, man. I'm the king
of brutal breakups.
You ever have your plus one at a wedding
hook up with the maid of honor?
Okay, that I got to hear.
(SIGHS)
I thought I'd feel better
after closing this case,
not worse.
The community needed our help,
and we ended up
arresting one of their own.
You want to tell me this community
deserves better, I'm right there
with you on that.
Better funding.
Better opportunities, all of it.
Derrick Moore got gunned down
in an alley for making music.
We may not like
what his music has to say,
but he had every right to say it.
What you said before,
about inspiring hope.
Do you ever question if it's working?
Every day.
But I got to keep on trying.
(SIGHS)
You did the uniform proud today, Powell.
That's the best we can do.