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Previously on SWAT...
Molly. Perfect timing.

MOLLY:
Can't a loving daughter

just surprise her
father for a visit?

There he is. Andre.

What's up, cuzzo?
Sorry I'm late.

Pop, you spent five grand

on a bunch
of bargain bin supplements?

Hey, Uncle D, check out--
HONDO:Andre.

So I own 2,000 containers
of worthless protein powder?

Yeah.

I need some structure
and discipline.

And I know the military
will provide that.

Then I'm gonna
call that recruiter back

and tell him the truth.

You think my mom is to blame
for you abusing her?

This is the last time

I'm gonna tell you
to stay away from us.

[forceful knocking]

ALFARO:
Mom, open up, it's me.

[knocking]
Ma.

What is that?

What happened?
It's nothing.

It's fine.
What are you doing here?

What do you mean,
it's nothing?

Did Angie call you?

That woman can't keep her nose
out of anyone's business.

She's just being
a good neighbor,

and thank God
she called.

Hey. Tell me who did this.

Only if you promise
not to do anything crazy.

Collins?

Was it him?

I warned that scumbag.

When I get my hands
on that piece of crap...

Stop. Miguel.

He pushed the door, it
accidentally hit me in the face.

Oh, okay.

He didn't mean it.

It was just an accident, right?

After all these years,

you still haven't thought of
a better excuse?

I'm not making excuses.

It...

And I'm not the one
who made him mad, you did.

What are you talking about?

He said you got him
fired from his job.

Said you made
a call to his boss.

Told him about his record.

Oh, well, I'd love
to take credit,

but unfortunately, I can't.

I-I calmed him down.

He left. He even said sorry.

"Sorry" doesn't
make this okay, Mom.

It didn't back then,
and it sure as hell doesn't now.

The only difference this time

is I can do something about it.

Wait, wait.
Miguel.

What are you gonna do?

What I wish I could've done
back when I was a kid.

[slams]

DANIEL:
I'm telling you.

I don't think
Andre's gone AWOL.

I think something
happened to him.

I mean, how else
do you explain

that phone call
I got the other night?

Pop, a butt-dial
from an unknown number.

How does that add up
to Andre being in trouble?

I'm telling you, it was Andre.

He said "Uncle D" right before
the phone line went dead.

He was probably
calling you collect

trying to get you to
wire him some money, man.

Running away is Andre's
answer to everything.

He came to L.A. because he had
a loan shark chasing him.

He joined the Marines to get out
from under a pyramid scheme.

Yeah, well, that's on you

'cause you're the one
that convinced him to enlist.

Andre had me believing he was
serious about the Marines.

Even had me to sign
his recommendation.

And now he's gone AWOL

'cause that kid couldn't
stick to anything,

even if you
glued him in place.

Well, I wouldn't blame him
if he did up and leave.

When I spoke to him
two days ago,

he said they had him
marching 40 miles

with a 50-pound pack
on his back,

like he was
some kind of mule.

I don't know
if you can believe a damn word

that comes out of Andre's mouth.

He better pray the military
police find him before I do.

'Cause I don't like
being made into a fool.

[scoffs]

Rocker.

I thought you lived
on the west side.

Commander. Uh, yeah, I do.

I just-- I love
the muffins here, you know?

They go all out
on the blueberries.

You working for Yelp now?

[chuckles] Uh...

I'll have a black coffee,
if that's doable.

Little splash of milk,
and none of that nut nonsense.

You already order, babe?

Hi. Uh, yeah.

HICKS:
Molly.
Dad.

Are you two...?

Seeing each other.

Yeah.

Does your wife know?

No.

So, you're the other woman?

Dad!

Actually, uh...
Don't bother.

We're leaving.

Two cortados for "Rocker."

Don't forget your coffees.

I'll call you.
I'll see you at work.

[engines rumbling]

Captain, appreciate you taking
the time to meet with us.

DANIEL: Let me ask
you a question.

How you know for sure
that my nephew's gone AWOL?

I mean, suppose
something happened to him.

A body was found
this morning at 0800 hours.

Is it Andre?

He's dead?
PETERS:
No.

It's not Private Harrelson.

Oh, thank the Lord.

HONDO:
So why you telling us?

What's this
have to do with Andre?

The victim was Private Randall.

He was in the same
unit as your cousin.

The coroner still has
to complete the autopsy,

but he's confirmed
it is a homicide.

How was he killed?

Blow to the head.

The body was dumped
behind the mess hall.

Do you have any suspects so far?

We're investigating.

Private Harrelson
is a person of interest.

Y-You think
Andre killed him?

Now wait a minute.
What are you talking about?

Andre didn't kill nobody.

Multiple people
witnessed a fight

between Privates Randall
and Harrelson yesterday.

They were paired in
hand-to-hand combat.

Things got out of control,
and they had to be pulled apart.

DANIEL:So what? That ain't
got nothing to do

with my nephew killing
this Randall person.

Hondo, will you
set this dude straight?

HONDO: Okay,
hold on, Pop.

Captain Peters, with respect,

do you have any more evidence
than that?

Private Harrelson was later seen

accosting Private Randall
at a bar in town.

That's the last sighting
anyone had of Private Randall.

Now he's dead
and Andre has gone AWOL.

Doesn't take much
to do the math.

I can do the math just fine.

You're the one that seems
to be having the trouble.

I mean, you're taking
one plus one

and coming up
with nonsense.
HONDO:
Okay, Pop.

Let me handle this.

I'm LAPD SWAT. I could help.

Since Private Randall's
body was found on base,

this will be a matter
for military police.

However...

...if you
hear from Andre,

or have any idea
where he may be hiding,

I will expect you to inform me.

[door opens]

Sergeant Wilson, please escort
these two gentlemen off base.

[door closes]

[drill sergeant and soldiers
chanting]

Pops, if you had just
let me done the talking...

What's the point?
This guy, Peters,

has already made up his
mind that Andre is guilty.

What are we gonna do about it?

Well, Captain Peters ain't
interested in investigating.

But I sure as hell am.

Hey.

Congrats
on making sergeant.

I topped out
at corporal.

I had to join the LAPD
to get my sergeant stripes.

So, you were a Marine?
Mm-hmm.

What unit?

1st Battalion. 9th.

You seen action?

Did a tour in Somalia. You?

[sighing]:
No, not yet.

- But I can't wait.
- Oorah.

[chuckles] You sound
just like my cousin.

Do you know him?

Private Harrelson.

Yeah, yeah,
I seen him around.

You think there's any chance

that we could get a look
at his barracks?

Yeah. This way.

That's his rack.

Been cleaned out.

Could've been Andre.

Hey. You really think
that Andre killed this kid?

Witnesses saw Andre
and Randall fighting.

I've seen it all too
many times, Pops.

One drunk punch
can be all it takes.

Randall
could've fallen.

Hit his head.

Andre panicked and...

And what?

Hey.

My brother gave this to Andre
when he turned 18.

Ain't no way in the world

Andre would've taken everything

and left this behind.

Now, look,
I ain't no detective,

but it looks to me like

that someone wants us to think

that Andre went AWOL.

The only reason for that

is somebody wants to frame
Andre for Randall's murder.

Which means the real killer's
still out there,

and Andre is in trouble.

[sighs]

♪

Tan the man.
Thanks for covering today.

Stevens is down
with the flu.
Yeah, no problem.

Olivia and I are planning
a vacation to the Maldives,

so I figured some
overtime wouldn't hurt.

Maldives, huh?

I was gonna take Molly
to Joshua Tree for the weekend.

Maybe I need
to up my game.

A word.

Catch you later, bro.

Is this about Molly?

You're quick,
I'll give you that.

I want to assure you that...

my feelings towards Molly
are honorable.

[Hicks scoffs]

Honorable, says the married man.

Actually, separated.

Whatever.
How did you two even meet?

Uh, at a spin class.

We started out just friends,
but then--

I don't need details.

Are you interested at all
in hearing my side of things?

This look like a court of law?

This is SWAT HQ.

Here, what I say goes.

You're not allowed
to date my daughter.

That's ridiculous.

A-Are you calling me ridiculous?

No, sir.

But you should know that
I care about Molly very much.

Well, however much
you say you care for her,

it's not a fraction
of the amount I do.

Which is why I'm ordering you
to stop seeing her.

All due respect, sir,

you can't order me to do that.

Fine. I can't make you.

But I can certainly
make you think twice.

I was about to look
at the schedule.

I need to decide which squad's
working the night shift

for the next few months, hmm?

[vehicle approaching]

[engine shuts off,
door opens]

[door closes]

HONDO: Thanks for coming, Deac.
I know it's your day off.

Hey, Mr. Harrelson.
DANIEL: Hey.

No worries. Sounded like
you could use the help.

Yeah, 'cause
I'm just chopped liver.

Pop, chill out.

It's a murder investigation.
Police work.

And I gave you a task.

Yeah, sitting in the car
in the hot sun.

We need eyes
on that base.

If the military police
find Andre and bring him back,

we need to know.
Fine.

You know, you catch
more flies with honey.

Yeah, tell him that.

We can't afford to have him
antagonizing witnesses.

Antagonizing witnesses,

or antagonizing you?

He's blaming me
for Andre enlisting.

He's just worried about him.

So am I.

What if he's right, Deac?

Maybe I shouldn't
have encouraged Andre.

I mean, if something
did happen...

Hey, whatever the outcome,
this is not on you, Hondo.

Miko.

What you doing here?
Isn't today your day off?

Yeah.

I thought
the whole squad was off.

I'm covering a shift
on 50-Squad.

What're you looking up?

An address for Collins.

I went to his apartment earlier,
but he moved.

I need to find
this scumbag.

Wait, isn't Collins the guy
who dated your mom?

Why do you need
to find him?

He went to my mom's house
earlier.

Left her with a black eye.

[groans softly]

Is she okay?
No.

She's not.

And neither will Collins be

when I get my hands
on him.

TAN: Hey, come on.
Be smart.

Let unis
bring him in.

You might not get
the satisfaction

of putting the
cuffs on him,

but you'll still get
to see him behind bars.

[pager beeping]

Got a situation in
North Hollywood.

Got to roll. Do it
by the book, Miko.

Okay.

Let me see?

Oh, yeah.

I-I remember him
'cause he ordered

three rounds of pickle chips.

Said he hadn't eaten
anything so good in weeks.

He and his buddy

left around, like, 9:00,
I'd say, after the game.

You happen to remember
his buddy's name?

Yeah. It wasRandall.

I remember 'cause
Monsters, Inc.

used to be
my son's favorite movie.

So, Andre and Randall,
they seemed friendly?

Yeah, they were getting on good.

Your boy Andre bought all the
drinks.

They played some foosball.

Sounds like they put

whatever beef they had
behind them.

They didn't have a run-in
with anyone else in the bar?

CHERILYN:
Not that I saw.

But, I mean, all the recruits
were celebrating

'cause they made it
through the Crucible.

COOK:
Order up, Cherilyn.
Oh. Just a second.

So it's likely that Andre
and Randall left here,

made their way
back to base.

Let's just retrace
their steps.

Hold up.

She mentioned
the Crucible.

Deacon, that's
a 54-hour endurance test

they put
the recruits through.

No sleep, limited rations.

And they march 'em
for miles.

Sounds like hell.
Oh, it is. Trust.

But the ones
that make it through,

tradition is they get a tattoo.

There's a tattoo parlor
just down the road.

Let's go.

Took a photo
for the gallery.

HONDO:
That's Andre.

That's more proof
he didn't go AWOL.

You don't get an eagle tattoo

if you're planning
on splitting.

What happened to your door?

[Major Ink sighs]

Lot of junkies
around here.

One broke in
last night.

Guess they can't
read too well.

They didn't steal
your equipment.[scoffs]

Wrong kind of needle,
I suppose.

Only thing they helped
themselves to

was the first aid kit.

Figured they cut themselves
while breaking in.

You should've seen the blood.

[phone buzzes]

Excuse me. I got to take this.

Feel free to
look around.

[door closes]

You thinking
what I'm thinking?

This wasn't
no junkie.

Let's play this out.
Okay.

So, one theory is that Andre and
Randall stumbled into trouble

on their way
back to the base.

Randall gets killed.
Andre manages to escape.

And maybe Andre
comes back here to hide,

or because he's hurt and he
knows there's a first aid kit.

Yeah, but why not
go to the bar?

Place is open
till 2:00 a.m.

I don't know.

Deacon.

MPs are headed to the bar.

They're on the same trail as us.

I bet this is their next stop.

All right, if it was Andre
who broke in here,

we have to assume he's hurt.

Where's he go next?

Hey.
More blood.

[hinge squeaks]

Maybe that RV park
is where he went next.

Let's go check it out.

I'll take
the other side.
All right.

♪

[thumping]

Andre?

Andre, it's Hondo.

♪

Hey.
[grunting]

Stop.
Stop, it's me.

Hondo?

Drop it.

[knife clatters]

But how? How'd you find me?

Good ol' boots on the ground
police work.

What the hell is
going on with you?

They shot me in the leg, Hondo.

And they killed Randall.

Sit down. Sit down.

[pained grunt]

[grunts]
Let me see your leg.

Who did this, Andre?

Who are you talking about?

Captain Peters.

He's the head
of the military police.

I met him.
Why would he kill somebody?

Randall and me were cutting
through the church parking lot

on our way back to base
last night.

But we heard voices,
so we snuck closer.

But Captain Peters
was talking to two guys.

He was arranging to sell them
a load of weapons.

Military ones.

Peters is selling
stolen weapons?

Yeah. They spotted us, we ran.

And they shot me in the leg.

I managed to hide,
but they caught Randall.

Peters pistol-whipped him,
three, four times.

He was trying to get him
to give up my name.

It's my fault
that he's dead.

No, no, no, no. He would've
killed Randall anyway.

Can't afford
to have any witnesses.

[door opens]
DEACON: Hondo?

Deacon. I got Andre.

He's in bad shape, man.
He's been shot in the leg.

Military police are here.

I'm not turning him
over to them.

He won't be safe in their hands.

You know that for sure?

Captain Peters
killed Randall

in a church parking lot.
Andre witnessed it.

If he gets his hands on Andre,
he's gonna want to silence him.

Let's get you out of here.
Get up.

Put your arm around me.
[Andre grunts]

[Andre grunts in pain]
HONDO: All right.

You made it
through Crucible Week.

This ain't nothing.
Come on.

Let's move.

[Andre grunts]

We can make a run for it.

I don't think I can.

You got to find
evidence, Hondo.

Clear my name.

I heard them say that the arms
deal was going down later today.

Where?
I don't know.

I just know Peters is supposed
to bring the weapons,

and they're supposed
to bring the money.

Did you get a look
at the buyers?

One of them was
driving a truck.

A blue Ram.

And the other one had
a scar across his neck.

Military haircut, real jarhead.

That ain't a lot to go on, Dre.

Yeah, well,
you're gonna have to do some

good ol' boots on the ground
police work, then.

DEACON:Hondo--

RIGGS:
Military police.

Take it easy.
We're LAPD.

Hey, Andre here has been shot.

We got to get him
medical attention.

He'll get it at the
hospital on base.

We'll take it from here.

Private Harrelson,
you're under arrest.

Listen to me.

Riggs, that's
my cousin right there.

Anything happens to him,
I know who to look for.

Andre,
take care of yourself.

Best case is Andre gets
charged with murder.

Worst case is
Captain Peters decides

he doesn't want
any witnesses still alive.

And Andre
has "an accident."

We could go to the
base commander.

Tell him what we know.

It ain't easy
stealing weapons

out of a military installation,
Deac.

I doubt Peters is working alone.

Until we know who else
might be involved,

we keep this under wraps.

Our best shot at clearing
Andre and keeping him safe

is tying Peters
into that arms deal.

And he said it's
going down today.

We got to find out where,
and catch Peters in the act.

[phone buzzing]

Hey. Tell me you got something.

We did. Andre.

Is he okay? Let me talk to him.

Can't. Military police took him
into custody.

What? Why you let them do that?

Pop, they're gonna be taking him
back to the base,

but Andre's in trouble.

Captain Peters, the head
of the military police,

he's the one who killed Randall.

I knew that son of a bitch
was shady.

I need you to find a way
to get on that base.

They're gonna be taking him
to the hospital there

to treat his injuries.

Injuries? What happened to him?

He was shot.
What?

He's gonna be fine,

but you can't leave Peters
alone with Andre, okay?

And keep your eyes open for
a guy with a scar on his neck.

All right, and what
are you gonna be doing

while I'm playing Shaft?

Finding evidence to clear Andre.

Are you sure
you can handle this?

Hondo, stop trying to put

the horse out to pasture
when he ain't lame.

I told you, I got this.

[phone call beeps off]

There's a church
just up ahead.

It's the only one between
the tattoo parlor and the base.

It's got to be where
Andre and Randall

witnessed Peters
arranging the deal.

And where Randall was killed.

Let's just hope that the
church has security cameras

that recorded the whole
thing going down.

ID.

I must've left
my VA card at home.

I was just going to the PX.

Uh, I'm all out of cigarettes.

My doctor tells me
I need to quit,

but are you gonna
deny a man

his only pleasures in life?

I can't let you on to
the base without an ID, sir.

You know that.

Now, look, son,

my pension barely covers

the gas that it took
to get me here.

Now you want me to go
all the way back home,

come all the way back?

And I really got to pee.

You were a Marine?

Daniel Harrelson. First 9th.

All right.
Come on through.

No miracles.
No cameras.

Hold up.

I've installed
cameras like this

for a couple
of my clients.

The camera is hidden
inside the light.

Makes for
better security.

[indistinct chatter]

NURSE:
Holding up all right?

You just lay still.

[indistinct P.A. announcement]

How's the patient
in room two?

DOCTOR:
He's being seen to now.

PETERS: Once
Private Harrelson

is patched up,
he's to be handed over

to military police.
Understood.

Ow! Damn it!

Aah!

That machine's busted.
Coffee comes out hot as lava.

Tell me something.

Did you know
about Rocker and Molly?

[scoffs]
So everyone knows, except me.

I just found out today.
Rocker's been keeping it quiet.

For what it's worth,
he said he and Molly

got together
after he split from his wife.

Oh. So Molly's not
the other woman.

She's a rebound.
Even better.

I-I don't think it's like that.

Look, Rocker was pretty
broken up after his wife left.

I've never
seen him so down.

But it all changed
a couple months ago.

He got his mojo back,
he started

seeing someone.
He just wouldn't tell us who.

I thought
I knew my daughter, but

this one...

has thrown me for a loop.
Guess she got a thing for cops.

But of all the cops in the
world, she had to pick Rocker?

If you don't mind me
saying, Commander,

you weren't happy when Molly was
dating Street, either.

I was right about them.
They didn't work out.

And I'll be right
- about this relationship, too.
- Maybe.

But going through
a marriage breakup changes you.

It's made me better
at relationships.

Maybe
you should give Rocker a chance.

[sighs]
Who knows?

He could be your son-in-law
one day.

Watch it.
[laughs softly]

Get to work. Go on.

Get out of here.

Priest had
these cameras installed

because people were
illegally dumping.

He's sending over the footage
from last night now.

All right, here it is.

There's nothing here
that catches what went down,

or Randall's murder.

Wait. Hold up.

There's the blue truck
leaving the parking lot.

That's got to belong
to the buyer.

Get Tan to run the plate.

DOCTOR:I'll be done in
a couple minutes.

Then you can take him.

[indistinct P.A. announcement]

Are you okay?

Do you need any help?

I-I'm just looking
for physical therapy.
Oh.

That's on the third floor.
Mm-hmm.
Okay. Thanks very much.

[alarm sounding]

Attention, all personnel.
MAN: That's a fire alarm.

I'm gonna go check it out.

A fire alarm has been
activated in the facility...

No!

Uncle D?
Man, what you doing here?

I'm looking out for you.

Now, listen, we got
to buy Hondo and Deac some time.

Now...
[groans]

Look, tell the docs that you are
allergic to these sutures, okay?

That way, they'll have
to redo 'em.

What?
Trust me, it'll work,
it'll work.

[alarm stops sounding]

False alarm, I guess.

What do we got?

I ran the plate
that Deacon sent over.

The owner of the truck is
this guy-- Dale Radcliffe.

He's an ex-ATF agent
out of Bakersfield.

I went ahead and got a warrant

to run the cell and credit
cards. Doing it as we speak.

I'm gonna put a call
into Kaminski at the ATF,

try to get the low-down

on why Radcliffe is no
longer with the Bureau.

What are you doing back?
Collins was arrested.

Isn't that what you wanted?
No, he was arrested

by unis before I got a chance.

Why would you put out a BOLO?

Hey, I know it was you.

Well, why didn't you?

This guy terrorized
my mom and me.

Look, I can still hear
the sounds of his fists,

and her crying.

I'd try to step in
and stop him.

I was just too little.

I hated that man.
I still hate him.

And I thought I could
forgive him, but when I saw him,

no, I knew he hadn't changed.

But I have.

I'm not so little anymore.
I'm sorry about
what happened.

And I get it.

Someone laid hands on my mom,
I'd want to kill him, too.

I wasn't gonna kill him.

Oh, were you gonna
arrest him, though?

I threw a punch once in a bar,
and it almost ended my career.

Collins has taken
enough from you.

Don't let him take the job
that you love, too.

You'd be letting him win.

God. Yeah.

No, you're right.

So you good?

You're not gonna
do anything stupid?
Oh.

No. I'm good.

I'm gonna go check on my mom.

[computer chirps]

The staples
will need to be

removed in a week.
Otherwise, he's all yours.

I looked you up,
Daniel Harrelson.

And unless
all those cigarettes

aged you about 30 years,
you lied about being a vet,

which means you are trespassing
on a military base.

Let's go.

Listen to me, man. Hey.

What?

DANIEL:
Hey, Andre!

Now, wait! Where are
you taking him?

- Stop!
- Come on, man.

No. No, no, no!

No, listen to me.
Don't let that man take him!

Don't let
that man... Andre!

[indistinct chatter,
music playing]

According to Tan,
the owner of the blue truck,

Dale Radcliffe, just swiped his
card in here five minutes ago.

There he is.

Two o'clock, corner booth.

HONDO:
I'm-a try and get a photo
of camo guy, see if Tan

can ID him.

[rock music playing]

[clears throat]
CHERILYN:
Ah.

You back for some pickle chips?

Oh, you guessed it.[laughs]

I thought so.
I'll be back.

Are you deaf? I'm trying to tell
you, my nephew's in danger.

Yeah... of doing life
without parole for murder.

No, listen to me.
I'm trying to tell you that

Andre didn't kill nobody.

He's being set up by
your guy, Captain Peters.

Are you sure cigarettes
is all you've been smoking?

Come on, old man.
You know what?

I got it wrong.

You ain't deaf.
You're just stupid.

Keep up the chitty chat,

and you're gonna end up
in the brig with your nephew.

Hey, you know what? I can't
believe they would give somebody

as dumb as a rock
an AK-matic.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey!

What? What?!
Don't say
I didn't warn you, old man.

That's it. You are under arrest.

Hands behind your back.

[tie zipping]

I'm gonna put some money
in the jukebox,

see if I can overhear anything.

[phone buzzing]

♪

Commander.

Any intel?

Tan's running the photo
you sent through facial rec.

And in the meantime, I found out

that Dale Radcliffe was
investigated by the ATF's IA

for improperly disposing
of confiscated weapons.

By improperly disposing,
you mean

he was magically
disappearing them

into the hands
of the highest bidder?

You got it. And get this.

Turns out,
Radcliffe was in the Marines

prior to joining the ATF.

He and Peters were in the
same unit about 20 years back.

Why would Peters agree
to supply the weapons?

A quick money grab'd
be my guess.

His last tax return showed
a substantial loss

due to bad crypto investments.

That Hondo?

I got an ID on the man
in the camo cap.

His name is Ryan O'Keefe.

I'm sending you
his rap sheet now.

He's a militia leader

on the FBI's
domestic terror watch list.

He's made threats
to the governor,

and there's been
online chatter

about his group targeting
state legislators.

Likely he's planning an attack.

I'm gonna call Agent Vasquez,
let the FBI know.

They're gonna want
to join this party.

All right, good.
We could use the backup, sir.

What's the deal
with this factory?

You sure
there'll be no prying eyes?

Yeah. This place
has been shut

since the '70s when
the army phased out the M2.

[phone buzzing]

It's Peters.
He's dealt with the issue.

He's on his way.
Let's go.

[patrons exclaiming at fight]

They're on the move.
Yeah.

Think I know
where they're headed.

An abandoned factory near here.

Hey!

Hey, where are
they taking Andre?

He's being transferred
to NCIS custody.

Captain Peters ordered it.

Hey, listen to me. That means
that Andre is in danger.

You got to call somebody.

Call NCIS. Check.

DEACON:
It's ironic that

there's an arms
deal going down

in an abandoned
ammunition factory.

This place used to make
ammo for the old M2.

That's Peters.

Those are XM7s.

They're the next gen
infantry rifle.

XM250 machine guns, too.
Whoa.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Yeah, Vortex combat optics.

It's like a mini-computer.

Calculates range,
ballistics, environment.

You could take someone out

from a half a mile away
with that thing.

It's damn sure
the last thing you want

falling into the hands
of terrorists.

DEACON: Well,
the deal's going down.

Either we engage them now,
or we risk losing 'em.

Deacon, it's three against two,
and they got a whole armory.

There's a way to level up.

Come on.

[grunts]

Radcliffe?

Where'd you go?

Down! Move! Move!

We're LAPD. Give it up!

Deacon, cover me!
I'm gonna try and flank 'em.

[gunfire]

[gunfire, glass breaking]

♪

HONDO:
Backup's on the way.
Give up while you still can!

[panting, clears throat]

[engine starts]

[tires squealing]

Hondo, your six.

[gunshots, engine revving]

[groans]

[groaning]

[groans]

[panting]:
You good?

Yeah.

[panting]

[line ringing]

Yeah, Pop.
DANIEL:
Hondo, Andre is gone.

The guy with the scar took him.

You got any idea
where he's taken him?

Yeah. Now check this out.

Remember the AirTag that
you gave to me for Christmas,

so that I wouldn't
lose my car keys?

I slipped that to Andre
while he was at the hospital.

HONDO:
Deac, they're two miles ahead.

And it looks like they stopped.
Step on it.

[engine revving]

♪

How you planning on
getting away with this?

That's the easy part.

You needed the bathroom,

you tried to escape,
went for my gun...

[grunts]

...you got shot in the head.

This'll do.

Turn around and face me.

Hey. Hey, look, man.

Y-You don't have
to do this. Please.

I said turn around and face me.

[grunting]

[grunting]

[both groaning]

[grunting]

[groaning]

[groaning]

Looks like you're out of time.

[echoing gunshot]

I heard from Deacon and Hondo.

Andre's safe, and they stopped
the deal from going down.

FBI only arrived in time
for the postmortem.

Pretty wild. Hondo and Deacon
stopped a battery of guns

from falling into the hands
of domestic terrorists.

And no one will ever know
about it except for us.

And the FBI.
But don't you worry.

I fully intend
on cashing in those chips

when we next need 'em.
They figure out

how far up the chain it went
beyond Peters?

NCIS are still investigating,

but it seems like we got
everyone who was involved.

[phone buzzing]

Hello?

What do you mean?
Who posted his bail?

All right, thanks.

[quietly]:
Damn it.

[knocking at door]

[sighs]

What are you doing here?

I figured I'd come by
and fix that leaky tap.

Sorry it took me so long.
You did not come by

to fix the leaky tap.
You came by

to lecture me
on my love life,

and I'm not interested.
I swear,

no lectures.

Please, can I come in?

Okay.

Wow. You get a cleaner?

No.

Let's see
what we're looking at here.

[Molly clears throat]

[water running]

I don't see any leak.

Because Rocker fixed it already.

Oh?
And the wonky shelf
in the bedroom.

Pretty handy
with a vacuum, too, it seems.

I'm sorry about earlier.

I... I was surprised.

Rocker's not exactly
who I pictured you dating.

And who did you
picture me dating, Dad?

Because I don't think

any man alive could live up
to your expectations.

That's also why

I never tell you
who I'm dating anymore.

I-I just think
that you deserve someone

who's gonna treat you the way
you deserve to be treated, and

I've known Rocker
a long time, and...

How do I put this?

[exhales] He's annoying.

He rubs people
the wrong way.

And he's a bad tipper.

He... he was out of change.

Okay, sure.

Look, the Rocker
I know is

sweet and generous and kind.

He buys me flowers,
he cooks for me.

And he makes me laugh.

And unlike the men

on these dating apps,

he's actually interested
in a relationship.

So, this is serious, then?
You and him?

I don't know.

It's early days, but maybe.

I like him.

Well, if you're telling me
he treats you well, and

you're happy,

that's good enough for me.

Thanks, Dad.

I do have a picture

that needs hanging.

Oh, I'll get my hammer.

[both laugh]

Hey, babe. I'm back.

Sorry it took so long, but

I went to two stores,
and I finally

found your favorite.

You shouldn't have.
Mmm.

Commander.

You really know a way

to a girl's heart.
Yeah.

Let me take that.

I guess I'll leave you
to your dinner.

MOLLY:
Well, do you want
to stay and join us?

Yeah. There's enough for three.

No, I'm good, thanks.

I'll come by tomorrow
and hang that picture, though.

Please, Dad.

Stay.

Well, I mean,
only if you're sure.

Of course. Come here.

Sit.

- Smashburger with cheese.
- Thanks.

Oh, wait.

It's yours.
Nah, you eat it.

I'm not that hungry.

All right. [laughs]

[chuckles]

Thank you.

Mmm.

ROCKER:
Right?
That's delicious.

Ah, figured you'd
be looking for me.

That's why you posted
my bail, right?

I've dreamt of this day
since I was a child.

So you want revenge?

Well, come on, then.

You got that same look

as you did back then...

...hiding behind
your mommy's skirt...

...too afraid
to actually do anything.

I was just a kid.

But you're wrong if you think
I'm still scared of you.

[laughing]

Why are you laughing?

'Cause I'm still in your head.

And I always will be.

You can put me in the
hospital, or in the ground,

or back in jail,
but it'll never be enough.

We got that in common,
you and I.

Bottomless pit of
anger inside of us.

So come on.

Get on with it.

Come on!

Boo!

[laughs]

Nah, man, you ain't worth it.

And let's get
one thing straight.

We got nothing in common.

You're just a pathetic drunk.

I'm sober. I told you.
Yeah.

But judging by the yellow eyes,
your liver--

oh, it's on its way out.

Soon, you'll be dead.

And no one will mourn you,
least of all me.

Oh. [laughs]

You come anywhere near my mom,

and I'll make sure you take
your last breath in prison.

[glass clinking]

Watch out!

[groaning]

[glass breaking]

What are you doing here?

How'd you find me?
Tracked your Charger.

Came to stop you

from doing whatever
you were thinking of doing.

Glad I didn't have to.
[sighs]

You were right.

That click felt so much better
than any punch ever could have.

[panting]

I checked in
with Corporal Cobbs.

You got lucky, Pop.

He's not gonna report you

for impersonating a vet,
or trespassing.

I don't care.
I ain't sorry about either.

[scoffs]

That was a good move
with the AirTag.

I'll give you that.

Yeah. Well, some say that

I'm an old dog
with a smartass mouth,

but I still got
a trick or two. [laughs]

And listen, I do want
to say that I'm sorry

for blaming you
for Andre's enlisting.

I mean, he made
his own choices.

Although,
I still don't think

you should have signed
that recommendation form.

Here we go.

Uncle D.
DANIEL:
Hey!

He's all yours.
[Daniel laughs]

Andre. [whoops]

So they say you're good.
Can we take you home?

Oh, I'm not going home, Uncle D.

Wait a minute.
What you talking about?

After all this,
you're not gonna stay here?

I'm finishing up boot camp.

The doctor says I'll be up
and dancing in no time.

And I came this far.

I ain't quitting now.

Yeah, but wait a minute.
What about the food?

You said that they was serving
the chicken medium rare.

They do serve that
chicken medium rare,

but I'm still all in.

Hey, look.

Semper fi.

Oorah.
DANIEL:
Yeah, well, I guess

being a hero runs
in the Harrelson family.

As well as being
damn good looking.

Hey, you ain't never lie.
[laughs]

He's still smooth, man.

All day, every day.
Shoot!

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