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Previously on SWAT...

That's a handsome guy. Who is he?

That's Jace Graham.

He's my ex-boyfriend from high school.

He's Thomas's dad.

- It's good to see you, Zoe. - He's your brother?

Twin, actually.

Leon just does as told

wherever's my dad's concerned.

You haven't talked to your dad in years, right?

I visited him once in prison after the sentencing.

Hey, kid.

You're an incompetent moron.

You've got no business running this or any prison.

When my wife hears how you handled things today...

SWAT handled what you couldn't.

You've been coming for me ever since I got your husband fired.

This so-called promotion,

it's just the first push towards obscurity.

And I'm not gonna be forced out of the department

I've given my life to.

Consider this my resignation.

I accept.

I'm telling you, it's slave labor.

Prison work program is better

than spending the day in a cage.

It's still prison.

We're stillinmates.

Don't try to tell me we're getting "real-world skills."

Whatever.

I'll take these over.

Hey! Damn, man! Watch out where you're...

Hey, yo!

Yo, forklift's out of control!

Go, go, go.

Get back!

I need everyone to get back!

Wilson, are you okay?

Pratt, man, I'm not stopping you.

Good luck.

Longoria.

There's been an accident at the Olive Street facility.

Multiple inmates have escaped custody.

Turn around slow!

Hands where I can... Drop it!

It's not mine!

An inmate has a weapon. I need backup now.

- Commander. - Hey.

Deacon and Miko are doing

a training session with the bomb squad,

so I'm bringing in Cabrera in today.

All right.

Your last day is not for a week

and some change. What's the rush?

I'd like to walk out with some dignity,

not scrambling last minute

to pull one more thing off the wall.

If you would just let me

try and talk to the higher-ups...

I appreciate it,

but there's nothing to be gained from fighting the inevitable.

So, who's gonna be running SWAT in the meantime?

- Bennett herself. - Aw, hell no.

She's deputy chief. She's qualified to be interim command.

And she's coming by this morning to get a feel for SWAT's routine.

You want to spend the whole day showing her the ropes?

Leaving this place ill-prepared

puts good officers in dangerous positions,

and I can't have that.

She won, Hondo. This is happening.

Doesn't mean I gotta like it.

- There you go. - Thank you.

You're welcome.

It's gone. All of it.

- Listen to this. - Yes.

I dropped off a full case of instant ramen

at this kid's dorm last weekend,

now he's saying it's already gone.

Jace, his bandmates are in town. When they're rehearsing,

they're basically all garbage disposals.

Hey, so listen, before I leave,

I was gonna invite you both to our gig tonight.

Make it a full bio-family event?

Sounds awesome. Zoe?

- I'm definitely in. - Cool.

Pete was supposed to give me wristbands, but he hasn't yet.

I can just skip my lab and bring them if you...

Don't miss class.

- We'll figure it out. - Yeah.

- See you guys tonight. - Yeah.

It's been great,

getting to know Thomas over the last couple weeks.

Discovered he inherited my amazing taste in music.

And my good looks.

- The best of both of us, then. - Yes.

Look, I was thinking, I have this, uh, gift card

to this really ritzy steak house, Smoke & Char,

and I wondered if maybe you'd be interested...

Look, uh, Zoe,

I've loved getting to know you again,

but... I don't think that's a good idea.

Yeah, um...

Oh, that's work.

Zoe...

It's okay, we're good.

But I gotta go.

- I'll see you tonight. - Yeah.

Suspect's name's Delgado.

Grabbed a gun in the chaos after the accident.

He's a prisoner?

Facility's part of a prison work program,

using inmates as laborers.

Some of them took advantage of the accident and escaped.

Delgado must've been trying to do the same,

got blocked in.

He's holed up in the southwest corner.

Shot one guard, tried to shoot the other.

Both are still inside.

Guys out here did a headcount.

Six prisoners got through the hole, and out onto the streets.

Our focus is getting the injured guards out

and taking down Delgado

before he hurts anyone else. Let's move.

No sign of Delgado yet.

I got eyes on the injured guards.

One of them's in a bad way.

We can't wait this out.

Delgado. I'm LAPD

Sergeant Harrelson. You need to stand down.

You don't understand.

I didn't do anything.

Delgado, we got to get those guards out of there.

They're injured. Can you help us with that?

I guess, uh...

Longoria. Take him.

It's a good beginning.

Wilson, stay where you are.

Tan, Powell, Cabrera, go.

Pulse is weak, but still there.

All right, let's move him.

Powell, moving.

You think he's gonna be okay?

Of course not. You attacked him.

That was Pratt. I swear, it all happened so fast.

Guys, calm down.

You're the one holding the gun.

Gamble, move in.

Get back! Back up. Back.

Stay down.

I didn't hurt anybody.

Delgado's back in custody, but I want to check into

his story about this inmate Pratt.

Well, the security camera from the accident

will tell you more. Guards are loading in

the prisoners that didn't flee.

I see they're all from Belwood Prison.

Hondo, the fact that my husband

was the former warden there is old news.

Not to me.

He's where all this nonsense started.

Look, this is the start of a new chapter at SWAT,

and I would really love a partner in that.

Patrol finished their sweep,

didn't recover any inmates in the area.

None of these guys are gonna want to go back to prison.

They're not gonna come quietly.

911's already fielding reports

of carjackings and robberies.

SWAT's got its work cut out for us.

Yeah.

We'll get the job done.

Six prisoners.

Time to run them down and round them up.

The produce facility accident

put six inmates out on the streets.

After looking at their rap sheets,

these aren't nobodies.

You got a mob accountant, two drug kingpins,

a pair of gang enforcers, this guy Pratt,

in for armed robbery and murder.

Tell me about their immediate moves after the breakout.

Security camera footage shows them scattering,

mostly on foot. Pratt hot-wired a car.

Dispatch sent over a list of 911 calls

from just after the escape.

A man matching Liam Nelson's description carjacked a truck.

Meyers was caught on camera robbing a dry cleaner.

Clothes, cash and cars.

Classic fugitive trifecta.

All right, with six of 'em running around,

LAPD resources are spread thin.

- All right... - I want BOLOs on all the vehicles,

and dig into the fugitives,

find out who or where they'd go to for help.

You heard her. Go.

I heard Delgado wasn't lying.

He didn't attack that prison guard.

Security cameras caught it all.

He panicked when confronted,

but it was Gordon Pratt who put that guy in the ICU.

Clever move, using Delgado as a distraction.

Pratt's smart and violent.

Speaking of,

something's bugging me here.

Prison work programs are designed to help

low-level felons build work skills.

What's a guy with murder charges doing in one?

None of the fugitives from today

should've qualified to be off prison grounds.

Whoever signed off on it's gonna get ripped a new one.

I already checked, sir. It was Warden Bennett,

the deputy chief's husband.

He started the program

before he was fired by the prison board.

You know I didn't think much of David Bennett before today.

I guess you can add this to his list of poor decisions.

Hey,

what's going on?

My... father,

he had a heart attack,

and he was just admitted to the hospital.

All right, the rest of the team will cover you. Take off.

I know your family and SWAT don't always play nice,

but you will regret not being there. Now, go.

Thanks, Hondo.

BOLOs are out, no hits yet.

Any luck figuring out who our fugitives might run to for help?

Javi Losa transferred from San Diego,

doesn't have any local contacts.

Gordon Pratt used to run with a crew,

but they're all behind bars now.

Kevin Meyers is a One-Niner, and Luis Tinoco's high up

in Los Diablos Dormidos,

but GND swept both gang headquarters

- and found nothing. - That's odd.

Why not hide with your old banger buddies?

I'm having the prison send over

everyone's full files,

see who else they might've been in contact with.

Thomas has a show tonight, right?

- You excited? - Yeah.

No, 'cause I pretty much guaranteed

it's now gonna be hellishly awkward.

I asked his bio-dad out on a date and he said no.

Hold on, what?

Jace and I have been spending time together,

and I just... I got caught up.

And now I'm worried because

I don't want Jace to back out of Thomas's life because of me.

You think he's that kind of guy?

No, I don't.

I'm just embarrassed.

And now, I have to face him tonight.

I mean, if it's bugging you that much,

why don't you just downplay it?

Tell him you weren't looking for a date date.

Prison files just came in.

Look at Tinoco's phone log.

He used most of his phone privileges

talking to someone named Nina Escarra.

Lawyer's notes say she's Tinoco's longtime girlfriend,

runs a pawn shop on the Eastside.

Easy spot to get cash,

especially with a friendly face behind the counter.

You two go pay Nina a visit,

see what she knows about Tinoco.

I'll keep looking into the others.

Ma'am.

Hey, kiddo.

I was gonna call you,

but this old man keeps whupping me,

and I couldn't let that stand.

Why don't you let him rest? He just had a heart attack.

His brain's working fine.

The terrible twosome can never agree.

I can't remember the last time I got to see you both together.

Guess it has been a while, huh?

So, what happens now, for your heart?

The doctors want to open up his arteries.

Surgery...

eh, not necessary.

They said without it,

he might have another heart attack,

and it could be worse.

"Worse" means you could die.

You need to do the surgery.

- I don't want to do it. - Don't be stupid.

If they're saying that something needs...

I said no, Devin.

End of discussion.

You gonna play or what?

Nina Escarra?

LAPD.

We're here about your boyfriend, Luis Tinoco.

Luis is in prison.

Has been for years.

You know he escaped this morning?

We thought maybe he came to see you.

You stood by the guy when he went to prison.

Now, you don't care that he's out?

I'm not buying it.

I haven't heard from him today.

I don't know what else to tell you.

Stay down.

Give it up, Tinoco.

24-David.

Tinoco's in custody.

Are you okay?

He showed up out of nowhere,

acting crazy.

I'd never seen him like that before.

He said he would hurt me

if I didn't help them.

What do you mean, "them"?

Come on.

Uh...

He's going back to prison, Nina.

You don't have to worry about seeing him ever again.

Well, the guys that he broke out with,

he wanted my car and cash

so that he could meet back up with them.

The other prisoners are getting together.

Did Luis say where they were meeting up?

Well, Luis didn't give me an address.

But he did use my phone,

right before you guys got here.

He-he stashed it in here.

I'm gonna need that.

Okay.

Tinoco changed the code on Nina Escarra's phone.

Cyber division's working to unlock it now.

I talked to the facility manager from this morning again,

had him take a second look at the forklift.

He found evidence that it was rigged.

The crash and explosion wasn't an accident.

So the prisoners are not only working together,

they caused this.

They don't need to come back together

unless breaking out wasn't the end goal.

They gotta be planning something.

And they're pooling their resources and skills

like a proper crew.

Donovan Lee's in for fraud,

he could get them new identities.

Losa used to run drugs

into Mexico, that's a getaway option.

But we have no way of knowing

what the inmates are targeting.

Right now, our best bet

at getting them all back in a cage is figuring out

where Tinoco was headed.

Cyber division was able to open Nina's phone.

Tinoco sent a text. Number tracks to a burner cell.

- Can we ping it? - No, must be switched off.

But we have the message Tinoco sent.

"Supplies taking longer than expected.

Leaving soon for McCabe's."

Who the hell's McCabe?

Could be someone connected to one of the fugitives.

Here. Andrew McCabe.

He's a cousin of one of the inmates, Liam Nelson.

He's an electrician, has no criminal history.

Could be working with the inmates,

or he could be like Nina, just a pawn.

Address listed is a house

in Tarzana. Think the fugitives

- could be headed there? - Go find out.

Guess you're settling in.

Door's been forced.

Let's make entry. Tan, door.

Hold.

We got blood.

20-David.

Found Andrew McCabe's body.

GSW to the chest.

I'm guessing he objected to his home

becoming a fugitive's hideout.

Hey, look at this.

Gun safe is empty.

They've got weapons.

And these boxes are for new tools.

They bought a drill, even splurged on a plasma cutter.

Those are safecracking tools.

Tan was right.

The inmates are planning a heist.

Kitchen clear.

Hurry up, we can't stay here much longer.

Well, I just want to grab one...

- LAPD, put your hands up! - Go, go, go, go!

Got runners on the three side!

Give it up.

You're done.

Stop right there!

Go, go, go!

22-David to Command.

Multiple armed suspects fleeing in a white van,

southeast on Glenhurst. No plates.

We've got four fugitives still in the wind.

All right, picking up two of the prisoners is a start,

but the other four aren't just gonna lay low.

And once they get what they're after,

they're likely gonna scatter,

making it much harder to track them down.

I put out a BOLO on the van

the fugitives used to escape,

but with no plate, it's a long shot.

We got to figure out their heist.

If we know who or what they're planning to rob,

we can scoop 'em up all at once.

The prisoners used McCabe's credit card

to purchase the safecracking tools.

Same card just popped a new pending charge.

A wholesaler.

They must have needed something else for their heist.

All right, whatever it is, it could help us

narrow down their target. Call the store,

- find out what they purchased. - On it.

In the meantime, we've got two of this crew

in custody, but they're not talking.

Tinoco's an L2D. Meyers is a One-Niner.

They might've worked together to break out,

but they're in rival gangs.

That mistrust runs real deep.

If we play this right,

we can use that to make them open up.

Hey.

As promised,

wristband for Thomas's gig.

Now you don't have to pay the five dollar cover charge.

It's sweet. He's, um, he's excited.

Thank you for picking it up.

Oh, while you're here,

I want to clear something up.

It sounded like, uh,

you thought that I was

asking you out on a date this morning.

I wasn't.

Oh, um...

I just assumed...

What were you doing?

I was offering you my gift card.

I've been working a lot of overtime.

When I'm not here, I'm asleep, so...

You sure?

Yeah. I thought you could

take advantage of it before it expired.

Well, thanks. I, uh...

I can definitely find someone who'd enjoy a nice filet.

I'm sure you can.

Officer Gary,

I have an update for you.

Okay.

Sorry, I gotta run. I'll see you tonight.

Yeah.

Hey...

This way.

Tan, never mind, we don't need him.

Tinoco's already spilling.

Wait, wait, y'all got Tinoco in there?

What's he saying?

How about you don't worry about that?

No, if he in there running his mouth, I wanna know.

Come on, he's an L2D. You really surprised

he's willing to roll over on a One-Niner like you?

It's nothing personal, man.

We put a deal on the table. He was the first one to take it.

Okay, what kind of deal? How do I get in on that?

It's a little too late.

I mean, if you can give us something better than Tinoco,

then maybe I can call the D.A. for you instead.

Talk to us about where the others are headed.

What's the target?

It's a safe, a big score.

Cash and jewelry. I don't know where, though.

Tinoco already gave us that much.

Okay, wait, wait, wait.

Look,

Pratt wasn't giving us no details.

All we knew was that there was a breakout plan,

and that there was a payday waiting for us.

So Gordon Pratt is the mastermind of all this.

But he's been in prison for years.

How'd he know about the target?

He have an outside accomplice?

Nah. He got his intel from somebody else on the inside.

Some guy called Kodiak.

Now, look, that's all I got.

You gonna call the D.A. or not?

If your info pans out.

Hey, get this kid to holding.

Hey, I'm going, man.

Come on.

That better have worked.

I just let Tinoco call me

every crappy nickname for "cop" he could think of.

Well, you didn't suffer for nothing.

We got a lead. We're looking for somebody called Kodiak.

- Get me an ID, ASAP. - Yep.

Put him back in his cell.

So, can we ditch the babysitter now, or...

See, this is why I hate police stations.

All right, you force me to come here,

and then you still think I need to be watched.

Well, you wouldn't have to be here at all

if you'd just backed me up at the hospital.

Dad doesn't want the surgery, Dev.

So what?

Are you really okay with him letting himself die?

What do you care?

Excuse me?

You've pushed Dad away for ten years.

That's...

It's complicated.

Doesn't mean I want him dead.

What if that's what he wants?

His life sucks, all right?

It's been wasting away for ten years.

A crappy mattress, bad food, zero choices.

That's what happens when you murder someone.

Exactly.

And he understands that nothing's gonna change.

This is it, forever.

And you're just...

...fine with this?

No.

But I can understand it.

Look, this is his decision.

And the rest of us are just gonna have to

figure out how to live with it.

What's going on, gentlemen?

This doesn't look like it has to do with the case.

Well, we had some questions

about the inmates who escaped this morning.

They're all high-level felons,

yet they were off-site

for Belwood Prison's work program.

Your husband signed off on it.

This vendetta is getting old.

My husband was fired months ago.

- This goes back, - Leticia.

When I looked into the program's financials,

they don't add up.

The companies using inmate labor

paid more money than what was received by the prison.

Okay, and let me guess, you think that this extra money

went in my husband's pockets?

As an illegal kickback, yes.

And more inmate laborers meant more kickback money,

so he enrolled every con,

no matter their crimes.

Okay, this doesn't have to do with David.

This has to do with Hicks leaving.

I can't believe you guys would stoop to this.

Some of your husband's finances

were made public during the riot investigation.

It's not easy to spot,

but it's there.

I had no idea.

Cut the crap. You're a cop.

You had no idea your husband was up to something?

I knew he was being secretive,

- but... - Then why not look into it?

Because I thought he was having an affair.

When David and I first met,

we both had ambitions.

I wanted to be part

of LAPD brass and he wanted to rise into City Hall.

Your dreams came true, his didn't.

And we grew apart.

I thought he was posturing for someone else.

But you stayed with him?

Because there were flashes, you know, moments

where I thought we would... get back to what we were.

I just, I can't believe he did something illegal.

You realize we're gonna have to bring him in for questioning?

Yes, of course.

I'll bring him in myself, look.

You have to focus on the fugitives.

I will have him here within the hour.

You have my word.

All right, okay.

What do you got?

Found out what the inmates bought at the wholesaler.

Caught Pratt himself on video, and the store

just sent over the receipt.

He picked up white shirt, black vest, a cart,

platters and tongs.

It's catering supplies.

A disguise. The prisoners must plan to sneak

into some kind of event to get what they're after.

Which means they'll expect civilians to be there.

And they've already killed today.

I had to dig through some prison back records,

but I finally found the inmate known as "Kodiak."

Meet Peter Galkin.

According to Kevin Meyers, Kodiak was the one with

the intel about the target, probably knowledge

he came into prison with. If we dig into who

he was before he went inside,

maybe we can figure out what he told Pratt.

And where our fugitives are headed.

We're down two guys.

Which means we're gonna have to make do.

On the plus side,

that's more for us.

Damn it.

Help me out.

All right, let's move.

How's it going with our friend Kodiak?

Find anything in his history that the prisoners could target?

Maybe. Before he was locked up,

Kodiak worked for a heavy hitter named Alexander Volkov.

I recognize that name.

Serbian mobster suspected of running a smuggling ring.

Guys down in Organized Crime joke about how he loves

his gold and jewels so much that he sleeps on a pile of 'em.

Kodiak was sitting on Pratt's cell block,

maybe stewing on how his former boss screwed him over.

Yeah, his very rich former boss,

who likely doesn't keep his cash in a bank.

A perfect target for a felon like Pratt.

Kodiak probably told Pratt about the stash.

Then Pratt cooked up a plan to steal it.

Yeah, so if we can figure out where Volkov keeps his riches,

we can find the remaining fugitives.

Trouble is, Volkov's got a dozen properties all over L.A.

Wait a minute, the fugitives have catering uniforms.

They're gonna use an event to sneak in.

So if one of Volkov's properties is hosting

a party today, that's where they're gonna hit.

I'll start making some calls.

Powell's narrowing down which of Volkov's properties

the fugitives are targeting.

Tan and Gamble are getting Black Betty loaded

- and ready to roll. - Yeah.

- You seen Bennett? - No.

She's still got some time.

I was hoping for an update by now, but...

Yeah, if I don't hear from her soon, I'll head over

to her place and see what's going on.

Quietly.

Commander, she's come for you publicly again and again.

She got you kicked out of this place.

Discretion is the last thing she's owed, sir.

Hondo.

I'm your boss for a few more days.

I'm handling this my way.

Hey, uh,

I heard about your father.

If there's anything you want to get off your chest...

He's refusing surgery that could save his life.

Leon thinks it's because he wants to die.

I know, I know. It is his choice,

and I need to accept that.

What? No.

Listen, when my dad was really sick,

a part of me understood that his death would be a mercy.

But I just couldn't wish for that.

I'd have given anything for more time with him.

He's still your dad.

When I came back to L.A.,

I thought I could be on SWAT in spite of my...

of him.

And the longer I'm here, the more

I just want things to be good with both of my families.

20-Squad and my own.

That's not possible if he's dead.

Okay, then you need to change his mind.

Give him a reason to get that surgery.

Something to live for.

Got an address.

Volkov's Brentwood mansion.

Event planner answered the phone,

said they're throwing a birthday party

for Volkov's ten-year-old daughter today.

Pratt and the other inmates are gonna use that event

to sneak in and steal Volkov's stash.

- Did you warn the guests to evacuate? - No,

soon as I said "LAPD," she hung up the phone.

Yeah, I'm guessing he's got armed security on site.

If the inmates are discovered robbing the house,

things will escalate fast.

And that means kids will be in danger.

We got to move, now.

Why do kids today love making slime, huh?

But anything for the birthday girl.

- Dad, be cool. - I am cool.

I'm sorry, this area is closed to guests.

Please head back that way.

- Okay. - Thanks.

Come on.

Just like Kodiak said it'd be.

Load it up.

Come on.

Keep eyes on anyone in a catering uniform.

Pratt and the others might try to slip out

as we evacuate guests.

Patrol's setting a perimeter.

We got multiple vehicles on the drive.

If one of them belongs to our fugitives,

they're already here.

Sir, we're LAPD. I'm Sergeant Harrelson.

We need to get in there and get your guests to safety.

Four armed prisoners could be robbing this house right now.

Do you have a search warrant for my property?

Or can you prove this robbery story?

Listen, this is real.

Your old pal Kodiak, Peter Galkin,

told them where to find your safe.

No warrant, no entry.

Got a body!

Oh, my God.

The safe is in the downstairs bedroom,

southeast corner of the house. Please, my daughter.

Gamble, Powell, hook around.

Tan, Cabrera, with me.

Listen up.

We're LAPD. We need you all to exit.

Officers will meet you outside.

Cabrera, start herding them out.

All right, everyone, I need you all to stay calm

and start moving toward the doors.

Let's go. Let's go.

LAPD.

Everyone needs to move this way.

Javi Losa.

Don't move.

Give me your hands.

24-David. One suspect in custody.

- LAPD! Stop! - Move! Move!

Gun!

Moving.

22-David. Second suspect down.

Don't come closer!

- Please don't hurt me! - Let her go, Pratt!

There's no way out of this.

- Just let me go! - No can do.

Look out that window. There's officers on the lawn already.

You're surrounded, man.

I got you, I got you. You're safe.

On your stomach.

Give me your hands.

Third suspect in custody. One more to go.

Finish clearing the house.

House is clear.

We checked all guests and staff.

We're still missing a fugitive. The mob accountant Donovan Lee.

Where's Donovan Lee?

How the hell would I know?

- He wasn't working with you? - No way.

Dude's crazy.

Not a chance in hell I'd bring him in on this.

Do you know where he might be headed?

I got an idea.

If I'm right, you'll find out soon enough.

Lee couldn't have gotten far. We'll keep searching.

Now, listen, Deputy Chief never returned to HQ.

So I just got to her place, I'm gonna check it out.

R-Commander to dispatch.

Shots fired at my location.

I am proceeding with caution.

Keep screwing around, the next shot

won't be going through the ceiling.

Please don't shoot me. Please.

Dispatch, I got eyes on the final fugitive.

Donovan Lee has taken Deputy Chief Bennett

and her husband hostage.

Lee, what is it you want? You want money?

You want, you want my car? The keys are right over there. Take it.

You think I came here for that?

What is it you came for, then?

Payback.

I want payback for the suffering

your husband caused me.

Tell her what you did.

You know damn well.

Lee disc... discovered I was taking a kickback

from the prison work program.

And then what?

Tell her!

What's the ETA on backup?

He started asking questions, and I had him removed

from the general population.

Closest unit's three minutes out.

No, that's too long.

There might be another way.

He put me in solitary for weeks.

Took away my visitation rights.

I couldn't see my family.

Just to save his own ass.

Lee, I can't do anything about the abuses

that you have suffered, but...

violence is not the answer.

It is for me.

Ooh, God.

_

Lee, right now you have your freedom.

You don't want to risk all that staying here.

I am on duty.

Someone is gonna come looking for me soon.

But you could take

all our money and be out of here before they arrive.

And we'll be found here like this.

I'm an LAPD deputy chief.

Our shame will be in the headlines for weeks.

You better not be putting me on.

My laptop is in that bag right over there.

You bring it to me,

I will give you access to all of our accounts.

Bennett, how many?

One.

R-Commander to dispatch.

Final Belwood fugitive's down.

I'm Code 4.

Either of you hurt?

Just my pride.

Bastard got the jump on me when I came in the door.

Thank you.

I told you once, I found you lacking,

and my opinion hasn't changed.

Get your ass up and apologize to your wife.

The surviving inmates are being transferred back

to prison tomorrow morning.

Make you a deal.

I heard Jace came by HQ.

I'll handle the paperwork

if you tell me how it went with him.

I tried to cover up for asking him out,

and I somehow managed to make the whole thing

even more awkward.

Uncomfortable and embarrassing?

That's like how most of my high school romances ended.

Maybe that's it.

Maybe Jace and I never had that "it's over" moment as teenagers,

so we're getting it now.

I don't know. I just need to steer clear of him tonight.

Hey, Commander.

Just 'cause you can

show us all up in the field

doesn't mean you have to run out and do it.

Get to work or get out of here, both of you.

We're gonna miss you, sir.

I don't think I've ever seen you

read a book before in your life.

Prison library got a big donation a couple years ago.

Can't say it's my favorite way to pass the time,

but I got used to it.

I don't regret leaving town

or changing my name or... doing anything I had to do

to survive what you did ten years ago.

All right.

But I want you alive.

And if you need something to live for,

how about...

the chance to get to know your daughter again?

I miss you.

Please, get the surgery,

Dad.

Hey, where are you?

Hey, Zoe, wait up.

Hey.

I was gonna get inside and find a good spot

- before the band, so... - I made a reservation

at that steak place,

and I thought maybe you'd like to come with me.

To be clear,

this is me asking you on a date.

I don't understand.

I thought this morning you said it was a bad idea.

I know. Look, um,

I'd been feeling something between us,

but I wasn't sure if it was just old memories.

You asking made it real.

You knew I was lying earlier.

I wasn't sure, but...

yeah, I thought, "Too busy for a steak?" You?

That doesn't make sense.

So, what do you say?

I'd love to.

For the free steak, of course.

Of course.

Guys, come on. We're about to go on.

We'll be right there.

You know, sir, the minute LAPD Command

catches wind of that prison scandal today,

Deputy Chief Bennett's gonna be in some hot water.

Well, if she can figure out

a way to distance herself from her husband,

she'll be fine.

Okay, I don't get it.

Respectfully, sir, what are you doing?

With the right push, Bennett could be out.

She's been playing games all year,

she cost you your position.

This is an opportunity. Why aren't you pouncing on it?

Hondo,

I'm tired of the tit for tat.

I played a role in starting this feud,

and I could've handled things differently.

As I've been thinking about it,

I have to wonder if it might be good

to have someone else take the reins.

I'm not sure I agree.

You have no reason to care for me or my family,

and yet, you saved our lives today.

I was just doing my job as a cop.

True,

but after today, and some thinking that I've been doing,

I realize that I was wrong about you.

Damn straight you were.

I may not have been involved

in my husband's illegal activities,

but I should have seen it, and I should have stopped it.

So, I am on my way to the chief's office

to resign from my position.

I would like to assure the chief that

SWAT is being left in good hands.

You're the right man for the job, sir.

We need you here.

Then, yes.

I'll stay on.

Then, in my final act as deputy chief,

I will tear up your letter of resignation.

And for what it's worth, Commander,

I'm sorry.

Me, too.

Congratulations, Commander.

I couldn't shake this place if I tried.