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Previously on S.W.A.T...

I'm not gonna let them
put you in a group home.

We both want you
to stay here.

Hondo, the boy was shot

while making deliveries
on his job.

LEROY:
Should've left him in juvie

where I could
look out for him. He's my son,

not yours.

HONDO:
He was trying to stop
someone from stealing.

DOCTOR:
He'll be able to walk,
but he'll never

have full functionality.

But he's gonna live.

The FBI has been tracking

a ring of sex traffickers
operating out of Jalisco.

We want you.

She's trying
to poach you, Cortez.

Even if we intercept,
how are we supposed

to stop a truck
going that fast?

Only one way.

(people screaming)

STREET:
You okay?

I can't move.

You know, the way
you saved those people--

rumor is you're being considered
for the Police Star.

STREET:
It's my mom again. She hasn't
checked with in her PO and if

she misses one more meeting...

They'll put out a warrant
and revoke her.

Well, I got a fraud alert
for a credit card

I never signed up for,
and it's got to be her.

You're the one who sold
my credit card information?

Where is my mom?

You might not like
what you find.

The Emancipators
want $540 million

to be distributed
to various charities.

(distorted):
We took five employees

from five of the largest
corporations in Los Angeles.

CINQUE:
Sergeant Daniel Harrelson,
I bet you joined the LAPD

thinking you'd change
the system from within.

(laughing)

Let's see how cocky you are
when you ain't got

a mask or a camera
to hide behind.

Hello?

CINQUE: Surely you didn't
think this was over.

You just gave me
five megaphones to spread

my message to the world.
Thank you.

(old-fashioned
instrumental music plays on TV)

(chuckling)

Mom. Mom. Come on.

Come with me.

Hey, hey, hey, watch, watch,
watch, watch, watch, watch.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey.
What's going on?

No, no, no, no.

(laughs) Shh.

What's going on?

Who the hell are you?

Bryce.

So, you leave the apartment
and disappear for weeks

without a word and start using
again 'cause you chose this guy?

(laughs)

Name ain't "this guy."

It's Bryce, and you need to go.

Listen...

(groaning)

Okay. Hey, stop it.

(grunting)

Stop it, stop it.

Eddie, baby, please.

Yeah. Who the hell is Eddie?

(groaning)

Eddie was my father.

You know, I... I love

the way you fight
for me, Eddie. (laughs)

I'm not Eddie.
I'm Jim. I'm your son.

What?

I'm your son.

I...

Oh, Jimmy.

I'm gonna...
straighten things up.

Um...

What's she on?

We took a mix--
a little of a lot of things.

KAREN:
Are you hungry?

I can make you some waffles.

I don't want
any waffles, Ma.

KAREN:
Well, uh, might have to go

(laughing):
to the store, though.

(sniffles)
What's...

Come here.

Uh-oh.

Hey, come here.

I'm taking her home.

Oh.

Bryce.

HONDO:
How's the physical therapy
coming?

Well, he's starting to get
strength back in his leg.

It's not bad for two weeks
after getting shot, but...

Could be better.

He's just really bummed. I'm
trying to get him to stand up

and take steps on his own, but
Darryl has to want to do it.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Hey.

You ready to get up
out of here?

Doctor says you can
go home tomorrow.

It's cool.

What you watching?

Um, some video about
some strange-looking animals.

Oh, yeah?

What country are they in?

I don't know.

Another place
I've never been to.

Darryl, the doctor says
you requested no visitors.

I can't even walk straight.

(scoffs)

Don't know if I ever will.

I can't have
people see me like this.

I was named
after my dad's friend, right?

Yeah.

He got shot, too.

Maybe this is like some type
of curse or something.

Come on, Darryl. You
can't think like that.

And how am I supposed to think?

It's gonna take a minute.

And it's literally gonna
be one step at a time.

Easy for you to say.

Dad, I wanted to catch you
before your shift started.

Molly, perfect timing.

You still haven't told me
what brings you to town.

Can't a loving daughter just
surprise her father for a visit?

Okay.

I stopped by the dry
cleaners like you asked.

Here are your dress blues,
starched and creased.

Excellent. I'm gonna need these
for the Police Star ceremony.

Speaking of which,
Deacon, congrats.

Congrats on what?

Brass decided
to award me the Police Star.

Seriously? What, for saving
lives at the Love All parade?

Deac! Dude, I knew
you were in the running.

I had no idea
that you got it.

Why didn't you
say anything, man?

I'm just not sure
how I feel about it.

Dude, the Police Star's one

of the highest honors
in the LAPD, man.

No one in my
family's ever won it.

Hey.
I'm humbled by it, I am.

But after the year
I put everyone through,

not sure I deserve it.

Hey, if you need help with
that speech, I got you.

(indistinct chatter)

Captain.
Good to see you again.

You, too, Abby.

It took us two tries
to catch these Emancipators.

No way I was gonna miss
a pre-trial

of the year.

I hear City Hall

might be eyeing you for a
promotion. Any comment?

Why don't you stick to the story
Harold sent you to cover?

(chuckles)
What can I say? I'm greedy.

BOTH:
People of Los Angeles.

We will not be silenced
by corporations any longer.

(gavel bangs)

SHELTON:
Order!

That's the same stuff

they've been saying
since we arrested them.

Cinque said
they would be megaphones

(Emancipators continuing)

to spread his message.

It's time to rise up
and rebel against it.

(gavel bangs)

Settle down! Order!

So, this is normal for them?

The time to be good
to each other has passed.

Order! Deputies.

The system will be
burned to ashes,

starting with this courthouse.

(gavel banging)

No. That's new.

MAN:
Oh, my God!

(gallery murmuring)

WOMAN:
Oh, no!

(indistinct chatter)

CINQUE (on TV):
Ladies and gentlemen
of Los Angeles,

the intermission is over.

Is everyone ready
for the final act?

Cinque. They must
have hacked the feed.

There's a saying.

"Poverty is genocide
in slow motion."

We have come
to stop the genocide.

People suffer from lies,

an us-versus-them narrative
that is sold

to divide good people and never
help them in any meaningful way.

And do you know
who benefits from these lies?

I'll give you a hint.

It isn't the poor
or the hungry or the meek.

It's the oppressors.

The Los Angeles
superior courthouse

is a symbol of oppression.

That's City
Councilman Strub

and Councilman Washington.

And City Controller
Gwen Miller.

These institutions
cannot be trusted,

so we are convening
our own court.

A court for the people.

That's the 4th
Street bridge.

Get some unis
down there now.

OFFICER:
Right away.

No. No, no,
this is a mistake.

There's been no mistake.

You are Tony Strub,

councilman for the 13th District
of Los Angeles?

The same councilman
who voted no

on the affordable housing bill?

This is illegal.

Your guilt...

has already been determined.

This is merely
a sentencing hearing.

Give this man
proper judgment.

(grunting)

We gave you two chances
to change your ways,

but corruption and
greed still rule.

So this time
we don't want money

and we don't want to bargain.

We're going
to burn the system down

and rebuild on its ashes.

(people shriek)

Go! Go. Go.

(people screaming)

As I told LAPD Sergeant
Daniel Harrelson the last time,

it's time to put faces
to our beliefs.

You know how optics work.

The system we have is hopeless.

That the average citizen
is just fed

lip service and lies.

So, first, we came

for the ruling class,
then the corporations.

This time...

it's the politicians.

Every hour,

we will sentence
another politician on air.

You know they say that, uh,

sequels are usually worse

than the originals.

They're correct.

This will be much...
much worse.

Field Marshal Cinque...

out.

♪ ♪

I spoke to
Captain Cortez.

Fortunately, no casualties
at the courthouse,

but unis found Councilman
Strub's body hanging

from the 4th Street Bridge.

Similar to, uh, an immigrant
hanging from 100 years ago.

These guys are history buffs.

That's why they reenacted the
whole Patty Hearst thing before.

It wouldn't surprise me

if they were planning
this stunt all along.

Patrol tried pressing
the Emancipators on trial,

but to quote them,

"We'd rather die than speak
against Field Marshal Cinque."

Cinque's a man of his word.

That means we're 30 minutes
from the top of the hour,

and then he publicly executes

Councilman Washington
or Gwen Miller.

Chief ordered a protection
detail on the mayor

and every city council member
and their immediate families.

All are potential targets.

I want us ready to move as soon
as we identify this guy.

Is there any particular reason
why he mentioned your name?

You think you're
a target, too?

I doubt it. Cinque's just
playing games like last time.

Well, he called your
cell phone before.

Street, I want us ready
to trace any new phone calls

or streaming signals
these guys make.

Roger that.

We have the serial numbers of
the bank cash these guys stole.

I can double check
with other divisions,

track money on the street.

Do it.

Commander, I get your concern
for my safety, but I'm an asset.

Cinque showed his face, knowing
that we would identify him.

That makes him
more dangerous than ever.

He's got an endgame in mind,

and we still don't know
what it is yet.

I can help stop it.

The FBI got a bunch of calls
about Cinque.

A lot of them say they recognize
him as Devin Carlisle.

History major
with radical leanings.

HONDO:
Last known address?

CHRIS:
This house in the Valley.

Things are never what it seem
with these guys

Tricks, traps...

And bombs.

We got to be careful.
Two times, they wanted us

to storm the wrong place
and make us look bad.

LAPD SWAT!
Kids, stay put.

DEACON:
Bedroom clear!

HONDO: Closet only.

Kitchen clear!

Cleared the house, nothing here.

Hey, guys.

Guys. We're the police.

We're not gonna hurt you.
Are you okay?

We're looking for a man
by the name of Cinque.

Do you know who
I'm talking about?

He told us
to give you this.

"I was hoping you'd identify me

"and find your way here. Good.

"These are all homeless kids

"we found sleeping
on the street,

"hungry and abandoned.

"I gave them my house
as a place to stay

"after our so-called leaders
did nothing to help them.

This is why
politicians must pay."

Signed "Cinque."

PATROL OFFICER:
Commander, this is Stacey,

City Controller
Gwen Miller's daughter.

I know who she is.
Thank you.

The police picked me up,

said I need to come here
for protection.

Those people have my mom.

We're working very hard
to help your mother.

The last time my mother
and I were here,

it was after you saved me.

I remember. She was
very worried about you

after that earthquake hit.

My dad passed away
a few years ago.

His death
kind of wrecked my mom.

Oh. Yeah. I can
understand that.

Since then,
it's just me and her.

When was the last time
you spoke to your mom?

This morning.

She was headed to brunch
with those city councilmen.

Councilmen Strub
and Washington?

I-I think so.

Do you know where they
were having brunch?

Uh, the Pacific Dining Car
near downtown.

Okay. Listen,

we're gonna do everything
we can to help your mother.

But I'm gonna need you to
tell me everything you know

about that brunch.

Commander,

Cinque's streaming
his next video.

Okay. I need you
to stay with her.

CINQUE (on video):
Right over here, Councilman.

(Councilman grunting)

CINQUE:
Court's back in session.

And on the docket:
Councilman Sumner Washington.

Please, let me go.

I'm innocent.

CINQUE:
Do you know why you were elected
to be in charge

of the 8th District
of Los Angeles?

That's South L.A.

Has a large ethnic
minority population.

Yet you were elected

because of your hardline stance
as a judge.

You perpetuated
three-strike loopholes,

putting away hundreds based
on unequal sentencing laws.

Don't do this.
Don't do this.

Your guilt has already
been determined.

This is merely
a sentencing hearing.

And your sentence...

...throw him to the dogs.

Don't do this!

Tell us you tracked that.

STREET:
Working on it.

Throw him to the dogs.
What does that mean?

Earlier, I looked up Councilman
Washington's track record

as a judge. He put away
a lot of people.

Specifically, he nearly
decimated Calle Doce Perros.

12th Street Dogs.
East Hollywood gang.

Yeah. Me and Luca's
neighbor, uh, Marcos--

he belongs to a rival set.

So when Cinque says he's
throwing the councilman

to the dogs, it means
he's tossing him to bangers

that have revenge
on their minds.

Maybe Luca can talk to Marcos,
try to locate where they are.

Think your neighbor
would help us?

We got to try.

Luca's earned some trust
with him lately.

I got a location on Cinque's
streaming feed. 600 Normandie.

All right. Take Luca
to talk to Marcos,

hopefully we can still save
Councilman Washington.

Get the rest of your team
and go grab Cinque.

No windows.

Matches the space
from Cinque's feed.

No heat signatures.

Either no one's inside
or Cinque reinforced the walls.

There's an external power
source.

Could be for automated machine
guns, like last time, Hondo.

HONDO (over comms):
All right, stay sharp.
Bomb squad's on standby.

Any signs of explosives,
you back out.

Roger that.

Two, two, two, two, two.

Cinque's not here.

This is a server farm.

He must be piggybacking the IP
address from another location.

♪ All I want for my birthday ♪

♪ Is a big booty ho ♪

♪ All I want for my birthday
is a big booty ho ♪

HONDO (over comms):
Luca, we got another dead end.

I could really use something
from you.

Roger that, Hondo.
We're on it.

You sure the civvies
will make a difference?

Look, we want info from Marcos,
I got to lower his defenses.

He's not gonna want
to be seen with two guys

in SWAT gear
in broad daylight.

Hey, Marcos.

I got something I need
to discuss with you.

Okay.

You and me
in the alley.

♪ Is a big booty ho ♪

♪ She got a big booty ♪

♪ So I call her Big Booty. ♪

Don't know about
no councilman.

But that Cinque dude?

He makes a lot of
sense, you ask me.

Look, he's killing
innocent people.

Nobody in my family.

You got nothing
to lose telling me where

the 12th Street Dogs
are crewing up.

They're a rival set.

Yeah, but I ain't
no punk-ass snitch either.

I'm not coming
at you as the cop.

I'm coming at you as the guy
who lives up the street.

Look, I got respect
for your abuela.

She takes flowers to your
grandpa's grave every morning.

You watch my family?

No, I watch the block.

The same as you.

And I heard your little brother,
Shorty, got popped

with a grand theft.

You help me find
Councilman Washington,

I get it reduced
to a misdemeanor,

take it off Shorty's record.

Maybe he avoids
the path that you took,

makes your abuela proud.

And don't ever
talk about my family.

That's how you catch smoke.

Oh, whatever, man.

Come on, Deac.
Do me a favor,

toss a mean look
back at them.

Marcos gave me where the
councilman's probably at.

Yeah?

Yeah, just got to send

an anonymous text to Metro,

give Patrol credit
for locating him.

That way Marcos doesn't
look like a rat to his boys.

Yeah. 22 David. We got a
location on the councilman.

Inglewood Oil Fields.

(engine revving)

(indistinct conversations
in Spanish)

(engines revving)

(sirens wailing)

(helicopter blades whirring)

LAPD! On the ground!
Now, drop that weapon!

Get out of the car!

STREET: Drop it!

Down! Get down!

Drop that weapon!
Out of the car!

Hands where I can see them now!

LUCA: Drop to the ground!

STREET:
On the ground!

OFFICER:
On the ground!

(exhales)

Hold on, we got you.

(grunts)

LUCA: You're okay now.

NEWS ANCHOR (on TV):
The group known as the
Emancipators continues

to terrorize the city
and surrounding areas.

How's Councilman Washington?

Doc says he'll be fine,

but he had traces of
tranquilizer in his system.

Cinque must've drugged him so
he wouldn't remember details.

There anything that might get us
a location on the Emancipators?

No. They could be anywhere--
five miles away or 50.

Cinque thinks what he's doing is
the only way to change things.

(chuckles)

Make people question if
what we do really matters.

I've heard that before.

You can't let him
get under your skin.

He isn't.

Well, someone is.

It ain't Cinque, trust me.

(exhales)
It's Darryl.

This rehab thing's been a grind

and it's been real tough
getting him out of his funk.

Last time we spoke
about this, you said

you were in a funk
of your own.

You were gonna
figure things out.

Have you?

I'm here if you want to talk.
You know that.

I do.

But I also heard a rumor
that you've been offered

a chance to work
with the feds.

It's another
undercover assignment.

I'd be gone five or six weeks.

What about that promotion here
with LAPD?

Well, the FBI's offer
is a chance

to do something different.

It's hard watching others
do all the work.

I miss being out
in the middle of it all.

So I'm still considering it.

I get it.

If you do decide
to take the job...

would you tell me first?

Of course.

(phones beeping)

Another stream's up.

(Gwen grunting)

Court is back in session.

Any bead on the signal?

I'm getting hits from all over.

They must be using relay
stations to mask the location.

You are Gwen Miller?

City controller
of Los Angeles?

Yes, I am.

CINQUE:
The same Gwen Miller who slashed
city budgets by 15%?

The Gwen Miller

who laid off city workers,

closed homeless shelters,

and killed after-school programs
for the children of Los Angeles?

And you did this why--
to save pennies

for your corporate masters?

I was doing my job.

The city can't pay
for everything.

You think that's
a defense?

Please... I have a daughter.

CINQUE:
Now's not the time for pleading.

This is merely
a sentencing hearing. This court

has found you guilty
of being a politician

who puts citizens last.

Your sentence:

death by firing squad.

(whimpering)

To be streamed live
at the top of the hour.

Like Councilmen Strub
and Washington,

you will be made an example.

(Gwen crying)

Are we any closer
to finding them?

We will be.
You guys heard what Cinque said.

He thinks
Councilman Washington is dead.

He doesn't know
that we saved him.

What do you suggest we do
with that information?

We keep him in the dark.

Hold off on telling
the media-- anyone--

that we brought
him back alive.

The mayor's gonna
need full disclosure,

and so's the
councilman's family.

If Cinque finds out that we
saved Councilman Washington

and screwed up his plans,

he might just
kill Gwen Miller out of spite.

Sir, this could be
the best chance we have

of getting Gwen
back to her daughter.

That gives us 58 minutes,
we're gonna need every second.

I'll hold off the press.

Find this clown and do it fast.

TAN:
Hondo, we got something.

I tracked the FBI's list
of serial numbers

from bank cash
the Emancipators stole.

Olympic Division got a hit.

They arrested a car thief
three days ago who had a stack

of flagged $20 bills on him.

Thief claimed
he received them from a guy

who fits Cinque's
description.

In exchange for a
stolen moving truck.

And now get this-- we went
through security camera footage

around the Pacific Dining Car,
where Gwen Miller

and the councilmen
had brunch this morning.

We thought it was a dead end
before we knew what to look for.

That truck in the parking lot.

The Emancipators
probably used it

to abduct the councilmen
and Gwen Miller.

Not only that, but the space
inside that truck is pretty big.

Yeah, it's big enough
to hold a kangaroo court.

Cinque's location is mobile.

Which would explain
why they're piggybacking

different IP addresses.

Get a BOLO out
on that truck.

I want us tac'd up
and ready to roll.

DISPATCH:
20-David Squad, suspect's
truck has been spotted

exiting the 5 Freeway
to Castaic Dam.

♪ ♪

(whimpering)

Good.

(sirens wailing)

(shouting)

Hands in the air!
Turn around! Turn around!

Hands! Now!

(Tan grunts)

TAN:
The automatic guns
are about to go off.

Take out the generator!

(crying)

(grunts)

Street!

Hey, hey.

It's okay.

Hey, Gwen,

I'm Officer Tan.

You're gonna be okay.

Cover!

(grunting)

Cinque!

They're coming for you
from over here!

Street, box him in.

Hands! Show us your hands!

Now!

It's over, Cinque!

Drop the gun!
Put your hands in the air!

Don't do it, man.

Don't do what?

He's unarmed!

(Cinque groans)

Hondo,

he ditched his gun before.

Unarmed black man
shot by the LAPD.

(chuckles)

Thanks for helping the cause.
(grunts)

You ain't about to be a martyr
on my watch.

(groans)

This is 20-David to Command.

I need an R/A to location.

Suspect down.

Gunshot wound to his abdomen.

NURSE:
Doctor says everyone's
gonna have to clear out.

Why don't I get
a hospital room?

You're too dangerous
to be around civilians.

But feel free to enjoy
your stay with SWAT.

I did what I set out to do.

Did you? We saved

Gwen Miller
and Councilman Washington.

We got to him
before the Dogs did.

We did what we set out to do.

We got Cinque chained
to a bed in there.

Why don't you
look happy?

Every Emancipator's
been accounted for

except one, sir.

Rest of his cronies
are in custody.

That puts a serious
crimp in their plans.

Cinque is smart.

This ain't his endgame.

He's got to have
something else cooking.

Well, I hope to God
you're wrong.

I got to report to the mayor,
so keep digging.

(indistinct chatter)

I looked over everything
we have on these guys.

I don't see anything new.

Everything these guys
do is high-profile,

for an audience.
Crime as performance art.

What, do you think something's
going down at City Hall?

This press conference
is a live broadcast.

Who's attending it?

Police brass, politicians,
city benefactors.

Pillars of industry.

Emancipator targets.

Cinque's been planning all
of this for a while.

Was there anything
going on at City Hall

in the last year?

Let me see.

Here's something. They installed
new security cameras

four months ago,
and the installation crew had

to scan IDs to gain access
to the building.

That work crew-- sure looks
like our Emancipators on trial.

They used the installation job

to plant explosives
inside City Hall.

Cinque likes an audience.

Now he's got one on live TV.

City Councilman
Sumner Washington

is in serious
but stable condition

at Inglewood Hospital,
while City Controller

Gwen Miller--

standing with us--

has been reunited with her
family and is doing well.

(phone buzzes)

We have full confidence

that the group known
as the Emancipators...

Hondo?

Captain,

the Emancipators plan
on blowing up City Hall on air.

We need everybody
out of there now.

Roger that.

And that means you, too.

...has been detained and
is currently in police custody

at the LAPD's
Metropolitan Division.

Excuse me, Chief.

One moment, please.

There's been a
change of plans.

We took out the cell towers,

but they might have planned
for that this time.

Could be using
infrared detonation.

That gives him the option

of being close enough
to confirm success.

Yeah, that means
he'll need line of sight.

Dispatch got a call
from a security guard

at Vyrillian Dynamics.

Suspicious activity
on the top floor.

That building's
one block south of City Hall.

The whole floor's
being renovated.

Nothing but rebar and Visqueen.

Empty floor
with no obstructions.

Best line of sight he'll get.

(sirens chirp in distance)

HICKS:
Nice and calm.

Quickly.

(indistinct chatter)

(people screaming)

Go! Get out!

(shouting, indistinct chatter)

(sirens wailing)

Street and Tan,
you're with me.

Evac starts on the ground floor,
shallow to deep.

Deacon, Luca, Chris,
go find that bomber.

Cortez is inside
clearing civilians!

Street, take the two-side.

Tan, take the four.

Go!

Come on! Come on.

(screaming)

Go. Go. Go.

20-David to Cortez,
do you read me?

(grunts)

DEACON:
LAPD!

Show me your hands!

Hey!

DEACON:
Go.

♪ ♪

Lights.

Chris.

Two o'clock! West
stairwell! In pursuit!

Captain!

Captain!

Captain.

Captain.

Jessica.

Come on. Jessica.

(grunts)

(grunting)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

I got him!

(grunting)

(groaning)

(grunting)

Chris, you good?

Better than good.

22-David, Chris
got the bomber.

DEACON:
30-David to D-Team.

Status.

26-David, clear.

25-David, clear.

Hondo?

♪ ♪

HONDO:
20-David, all clear.

Vital signs are normal.

I think she's got a concussion.

We got her.

♪ ♪

I guess the show
wasn't over, was it?

I can see you're disappointed.

You know,
you're not the only one

who likes to deliver surprises.

You did a lot of damage...

to a building.

City Hall.

And there was
no loss of life.

We figured out
what you were up to.

Okay. Hmm.

Game recognizes game.

Doesn't matter.

My group will inspire others.

No, we'll be right here
to stop them every time.

You think the
status quo will work?

That small changes matter?

What's changed since the
last time you and me talked?

We're done talking.

I see the anger in you, brother.

Yeah, I had anger, but I didn't
let it drive me to do wrong.

I know change is possible,
because you're looking at it...

brother.

(door opens)

Hey.

Hey.

How was work?

It was good.

How you feeling, Mom?

My headache's
cleared away, so...

Thank you so much
for coming and getting me.

You okay?

(breath trembles)

Um...

I'm so sorry...

Jimmy, that you had
to see me like that.

Sometimes your mom's
just pretty sick.

(crying)

Mrs. Street,

I have to remand you back
into state custody

for parole violations.
You missed several

check-in appointments
and were found

under the influence

of narcotics.

You reported me?

So that you can get
treatment, get better.

I can't go back to jail.

Oh, my God, Jimmy,

I can't go back to prison.
Jimmy, I can't go back.

I can't. After all I've been
through and all I've done

for you, you're sending me back?

We've got
no alternative now.

They'll reinstate you
for one year,

then the parole board
will reevaluate.

What kind of son

would do this to his mother?

The kind that
doesn't want you to die.

(sobbing)

(lock buzzes)

Darryl's being released
from the hospital.

He's gonna walk with a limp,
but he's gonna be okay.

Leroy, I know
he's your son,

and I am not his father,

but me and my moms are gonna be
looking after him now full-time.

I got nothing but love
for your moms, Hondo,

but Darryl needs more
than just looking after.

I know that.

Do you?

'Cause you're always trying
to save people.

How'd that work with me?

I know you, dawg.

Ever since Big Darryl got killed
and I went away,

you've been trying
to make things right

for everybody in the world.

When I lost you and Big Darryl,

I lost every friend
I ever trusted,

and that left me to fight alone.

Truth is, I've been fighting...

and failing.

And maybe that's just
the way it's gonna be.

Coming up the way we did,

you want to make things better.

Don't mean you got to be
everybody's savior.

I just want to do right
by Darryl.

And you want my blessing.

You're good for my son.

Maybe he's even better for you.

Show him what he ain't seen.

Show him what's possible.

(indistinct chatter)

You need to wipe
that smile off your face.

You have way too much fun
at these things.

Maybe I enjoy having
my daughter here.

You ever think of that?

So, you want to know
the real reason I'm in L.A.?

I interviewed for a job.

What?

I found out this morning
that I got it.

Well, why didn't you tell me?

I didn't want to jinx it.

Or get your hopes up that
I'd be moving back to L.A.

until it was certain.

(chuckles)

That smile's stuck
on you now.

Hey.

Long time, no see.

Yeah, yeah, how you been?

Good.

Yeah?

And now it is
with great pleasure

that I award the final honor
of the Police Star

to 20 Squad member
Sergeant David Kay.

(cheering and applause)

Deac!

Congratulations, Sergeant.

Thank you.

Commander.

Deacon!

Yeah!

(whoops)

Uh, thank you, Chief Rivera.

I'd also like to thank
my wife Annie and my kids,

who were gonna be here today,
until one of them got

strep throat and gave it
to another one,

and now Annie's
at the pediatrician

with all three of them...
four of them.

(laughter)

So who's the real hero
in my family?

And to 20 Squad
for always having my back.

It's an honor to receive
the Police Star.

It's an honor to wear the badge.

All I had to do
to earn this award

was sacrifice my third lumbar.

(laughter)

The-the truth is, um...

I don't deserve this award.

My team does.

They do extraordinary things
every single day.

Like Chris Alonzo...

Yeah.

...risking her life

to take down a suspect
to save others.

Jim Street volunteered to go
into a booby-trapped space.

Victor Tan--
he would have gone first

if he hadn't lost
at rock, paper, scissors.

And Dominique Luca,

he's got a gift
of human connection that's--

it's amazing to see.

And Daniel Harrelson, Hondo,

with your leadership...

we're more than a team.

Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

This award, it's-it's not mine.

It's for all you
who have blessed me.

Thank you, and God bless.

(cheering and applause)

Thank you, sir.

Congratulations.

You must be pretty good, too.

Well, you know, we're SWAT.

I meant at rock,
paper, scissors.

Yes.

I am excellent at rock,
paper, scissors, actually.

And tic-tac-toe. Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

Deac, I'm so happy for you, man.

Actually, I got
a present for you.

First installment
of the loan payment.

It helped more
than you know.

Thanks, man.

Congrats.

Thank you again, Chief.

Yeah.

So, how'd it feel to be
in the middle of it all?

(chuckles)
It's never dull.

Hmm.

You wanted me
to tell you first.

I'm gonna take the FBI up
on their offer

and do the five weeks.

Just five weeks, huh?

Well, you know me.
We'll see.

Yeah.
Just do me a favor.

Take care of yourself
out there.

(sighs)

(seagulls squawking)

I've never been
to the beach before.

It took me a few
years, too, Darryl.

Even though I grew up
only 15 minutes away.

It looks like a painting.

Yeah.

So, how long can we stay here?

As long as you want.

I cashed in 64 days
of vacation time

that I put together
over the years.

I thought maybe you and I could
do some traveling this summer.

You took off work?

I did.

I'll never be able
to repay my mother

for what she is for me,

but maybe I can
pay it forward with you.

Thank you.

Hey, you okay?

Yeah, yeah.

I got you.

So, where are we going?

Where do you want to go?

I mean, I never seen
a kangaroo before.

Me neither.

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