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Previously on SWAT: Exiles...

SWAT was my dream.

And with one mission, everything changed.

No, Niko. Niko!

Watch your back.

No unit, no old command structure.

We are proud to welcome back Daniel Harrelson to the LAPD.

What do you think of your new team?

Dream team, baby.

-Are you filming this? -This is just a vibe check.

This is a locker room, not your goddamn content farm.

-Boundaries. -Welcome to 44 Squad.

SWAT, we're the ones who go in and we go in hard,

we go in fast and we go in clean.

There's no margin for error.

That wasn't training,

That was an exorcism with burpees.

This was supposed to be different.

You were supposed to be different.

Or maybe you're just soft.

I ain't come in to survive your past, man. I came to serve.

This team they stuck me with,

they don't listen, they don't trust each other.

One kid quit today like it was a damn summer job.

Well, then maybe that's the job now.

Showing them how to do it.

Your name was on every personnel file,

that's how I knew.

You'd never give me that team, not like that.

Files must have been doctored.

This whole thing, the team, me, it was a setup,

and I'm done being a pawn. I want names.

What are you gonna do with them?

Bury them.

♪ Just because it is wrong to ♪

♪ That don't mean I don't long to ♪

♪ Maybe I should not do But I just got to ♪

♪ Comes a time When a gay señorita ♪

♪ Boom pacha boom pacha boom ♪

♪ Maybe you don't believe in Asking ladies to give in ♪

♪ Later on I gonna tell you ♪

♪ The meaning of this Boom pacha boom pacha boom ♪

♪ But here's a clue ♪

♪ It's hard work But it's heaven ♪

Hey, you can't come in this way.

♪ Let it go ♪

♪ There is nothing I'll leave out ♪

♪ If you don't give out ♪

♪ Lucky you You be gay caballero ♪

♪ When we Boom pacha boom pacha boom ♪

♪ Now the time has come To tell you ♪

♪ The meaning of this... ♪

-Adeul. -Dad!

No, Dad! No!

Tell me, why do you think you'd be an asset to SWAT?

Is this a job interview?

I thought I already had the job.

Someone handed you the job, Sammy.

Someone handed me a team.

I have to find out if it's actually a team

or a disaster waiting to happen.

So let's pretend you don't have the job,

and tell me again,

why are you here?

I grew up in a family of cops.

Serving the community is all I've ever wanted.

Yippee ki-yay, bitches!

On SWAT, you need a singular focus.

I have only one focus.

SWAT is the elite of the elite

and I intend to prove that I'm the best of the best.

What was my time? Fastest, right?

SWAT is about team,

not about being better than everybody else.

The truth is, team dynamics are a challenge for me,

a good challenge.

Interpersonal skills were never my strong suit,

and the accident, my brain injury, made it worse.

But my therapist thinks being part of SWAT

may help me rewire.

You're not going to move?

Inefficient use of time.

I don't even know where to begin.

Maybe start with the praise.

I mean, I can only imagine all the accolades in there.

Wow. When they said "classified",

they really meant it.

You think this is funny?

A little.

He's cheating.

You can't go outside the shoot house.

Suspect down. Code four.

What are we doing here?

Flying drones, breaking through walls.

Those aren't the rules of engagement.

And bad guys play by the rules?

I think rules are guardrails, just like laws are guardrails.

When criminals crash through them, that's when they call us.

We got to have rules, too.

-Malik, you're up. -LAPD.

Put your weapon down.

I know you don't want to die. I don't want to die.

And as for your hostage, if they die,

it's the end for you anyway.

So just put your weapon down.

Stay down!

Clear!

You had the shot, Malik.

Yeah, I did.

Instead, I got the hostage and the suspect out alive.

Good outcome. But you could have lost the hostage and yourself.

The priorities of life are hostage first,

then bystanders,

then officers, then suspects.

You just risked one through three to save four.

Reform SWAT ain't about gambling for happy endings.

Talking throws off your shot. Shooters never negotiate.

If you're alone and a shot is called for, you take it.

Because if you don't, somebody is bleeding out.

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Come on, baby You know my style ♪

♪ That's the way I like to get down ♪

♪ Jeez, jeez Give me my room ♪

♪ Step in my lair ♪

♪ You gonna run into doom ♪

♪ I'm crazy ♪

♪ Please don't assume ♪

♪ I'm more wicked than the witch with a broom ♪

♪ Light that thing And spark it already ♪

♪ Done way too much... ♪

You need something, Sergeant?

What happened to Commander Meyers?

Reassigned.

He was, as we say, in management, redundant.

Which leaves you with me.

Angela Pike, your new commander.

They like to put me in departments

that aren't functioning properly.

I make broken things sing.

I thought that's why I was here.

No, Sergeant Harrelson,

you're here because it's good PR.

Somehow your rule-breaking decision

to leak bodycam footage

cast you as some kind of reformer.

Me, I'm not so convinced.

Yeah, well, I'm not convinced the department wants reform.

I think someone handed me a time bomb,

and they just hoped I didn't notice the ticking.

Hmm? Sounds like you think we picked the wrong man

to lead this squad.

No, I'm saying they're not a real squad.

I got an influencer with a gun.

Who out shot every Academy record.

I got a mystery man wild card with absolutely no history.

No, no, no, he has a history. You're just not privy to it.

You think these kids are the future of SWAT?

They are if you make them that.

I've run them through the paces. They are not nearly ready.

Maybe your buddy Hicks didn't brief you right, so I will.

If you're here to bring back the good old days of SWAT

turn around and keep walking,

'cause those glory days left us with countless lawsuits,

way too many fatalities

and a Brass is this close to handing the horror calls

to the sheriff's department.

You got kids, Angela?

Why?

Because if someone breaks into your house

and holds a gun to your daughter's head,

you want the sheriff's department that oversees

42 cities and 3,000 square miles to take that call?

Or do you want someone to save her life?

Hot Cheeto?

Your loss.

Look, Hondo,

if you're trying to prove this job was set up to fail,

then that's easy.

Quit.

But if you're trying to prove that SWAT still really matters,

that's the harder play.

Mass casualty event in Koreatown last night.

I'm going to need your team to serve a warrant today.

And if I say they're not ready?

Then make them ready.

Or someone else will.

We got six dead in a Koreatown dance club.

Inchon Palace before and after.

All the victims were Korean, but now they've ID'd this man.

-Kim Ji-Ho. -Good eye.

He runs one of the largest drug operations in the city.

And with Kim dead,

it paves the way for his biggest rival to make a move.

Monte Barzarian.

He and Kim had a truce that split the town

and kept the guns off the table.

But the gun used last night

says that deal's done.

Hmm, FN P90. That thing is amazing.

I mean, military grade precision,

front-mounted laser targeting module,

50 round mag. It's a thing of beauty.

I mean, terrible.

If those things are hitting the streets,

bodies are going to stack up real fast.

Well, task force said

a shipping container arrived two days ago

at the Barzarian's textile warehouse.

They couldn't get a warrant,

but after last night, Judge signed it.

We go in and make sure that task force doesn't get ambushed

by this new arsenal.

Gear up. We roll out in five.

Now, I'm sure you want to know who's leading us as Scout.

Sad to say, none of you are ready.

So I'm running auditions.

Jude,

you're up first, and this time, by the book.

No cowboy shit.

Well, we're supposed to be the best,

but these Mark 18s are crap.

They have outdated optics.

I mean, most of them don't even have adjustable stocks.

You saw what the other guys have?

It's bullshit, right?

You know, what's bullshit around here are the priorities.

Because apparently, if you shoot someone on your first op

and then cheat on the training course,

Hondo'll make you a Scout.

Maybe Hondo realized I'm not obsessed with gold stars,

just results.

More likely, he assigned you to lead a relatively contained op

in order to assess your stability in the field,

post-shooting.

Look, you guys don't have to like it,

but I'm the quarterback now,

and I expect you all to run the play that I call.

You got something to add, Semper Fi?

No. You're right.

Hondo made his call.

Let's go serve a warrant.

LAPD serving a warrant. Hands in the air.

We can't give them any time to hide the guns.

Find the container.

Sammy, Malik, get these workers out of here.

Hondo, Ethan, left side.

Cass, you're with me.

Door. Door.

Go, go, go, go, go!

Keep moving. Keep moving.

All 44 Squad, we found the container,

but it's been offloaded.

Keep an eye out for the guns. They could be stashed somewhere.

Copy.

Take the left side. I'll take right.

Meet on the other side.

Jude, where are you?

-Are you out of your mind? -I tasked you to the other hall.

I cleared it, you disappeared.

I heard a noise and went to check it out.

That's no excuse for going Lone Ranger.

You nearly shot me without announcing yourself.

Enough!

It wasn't that close.

To a friendly fire incident on my squad?

It looks like it was.

I went to check out a noise.

You split the team and you went offline.

That is how people die.

-I didn't... -You did!

Now, are we clear up here?

It's clear that you broke my goddamn door.

But I guess my door is the least of your concerns, huh?

There's a third floor in there, but I guess you missed that.

Your probable cause is a shipment arriving.

This company works in textiles. You know what we do, right?

We import fabric.

Kim Ji-Ho was killed last night.

Well, my father has nothing to do with that.

And with your rival gone,

now you're free to move into guns.

Ain't that lucky for you, Monte?

Look, whatever the past, this is a legitimate business.

And even when that wasn't true,

my father has never had anything to do with guns.

Because he and Kim had a deal.

But if he was looking to expand in a new market,

say, a new kind of gun, fresh for the streets,

that would have to start by eliminating Kim.

Oh, come on, this is blatant harassment, and you know it.

You've got nothing on me, this family, this business.

Give it up, SWAT man.

You won't find any guns unless you planted them.

So please, take your Junior League team

and get out.

Tell me you didn't take out Kim.

Don't question me.

A fancy law degree doesn't make you in charge.

I'm sorry, but I've worked hard to clean up our image.

I understand.

And now, unfortunately, image takes a back seat.

It doesn't matter who went after Kim.

His people are going to think exactly the same thing

as the cops do.

That it was me.

We have to get ready.

Well, now you are talking guns.

That deal that was floated by us.

How fast can you make that happen?

-Fast. -Good.

But you're sure about this? Selling guns?

We're not selling guns.

We're using them.

Are you out of your mind?

The weights don't match.

The task force was right, and I can prove it.

I found a partial shipping label on the container.

I enhanced it, which led to an account

which gave me a list of every shipment

to Barzarian textiles for the past six months.

Did you get a warrant for hacking their accounts?

-Uh... -Oh, Jesus.

Malik was right when he said we needed guardrails

or training wheels.

We're not using it for evidence.

Get to the point, Ethan.

Right. The container we found was three times the weight

of all the others.

-It wasn't fabric. -Doesn't prove it was guns.

Agreed. But the shipping list has points of origin.

The container we saw originated in Belgium.

Which is where the FN-P90s come from.

Okay, I get it. But they were empty.

So how does that help?

Another heavy shipment is coming in tomorrow.

Twice as big and a new drop point.

They're not risking the warehouse,

but they want those guns.

Okay, show me everything you can on the drop point.

According to the manifest Ethan found

delivery is at 0900,

which gives us a tight 30 to prep the containment zone.

Ethan, you're going to place cameras facing into

and out of the garage area.

The Barzarians take possession of the guns,

we'll have it in living color.

Cassidy and Jude, you'll take up perimeter

on the two-three and three-four corners

to provide containment.

Hondo's with Ethan on the side roof.

He'll call it when the shipment's coming in,

and call it when we have enough to arrest.

Malik and I will be in here.

We move on Hondo's caller if they bring the guns in.

You heard the Scout.

Let's move.

Hey.

-It's a good plan, Sammy. -I know.

Bogeys incoming!

Everyone on alert.

Sammy makes the call. You follow her lead.

All units, a Suzuki Esteem is headed your way.

Let him clear the visual field, then pick him up.

Two more vehicles inbound.

We have visual, Monte Barzarian, his son Andre,

and three others.

It's probably muscle to move the guns.

Everyone, hold.

Hurry.

Everybody move!

Get eyes on all the shooters.

Shooter down!

Sammy. Sammy, move. Sammy!

Sammy! Sammy, come on.

Sammy!

We have five remaining shooters.

Another shooter down.

Get me out of here!

Monte down.

Sammy, cover me!

Shooter behind the car.

Where'd the shooter go?

We got two guys on motorcycles.

-Cassidy, cover me. -Copy.

Hell of a shot.

Okay.

Code four. We have containment.

Medical is five minutes out.

I don't think that's fast enough.

-Looks like we were right. -About the guns, yeah,

but the shooters, they're not Kim's people.

Maybe they were hired guns.

Using the same weapons they used to kill Kim?

No.

We got a war on our hands

and we don't even know who we're fighting.

What's up, fam?

I need a little R&R

because it was like the Wild West out there today.

-Your girl... -What the hell are you doing?

I made it clear you cannot film at the LAPD.

-Actually, I got it approved. -Excuse me?

A gun manufacturer I worked for

offered to give 44 Squad top-of-the-line custom guns,

as long as I showcase them.

Oh, so we're doing commercials now?

I mean, it's a fair trade.

We upgrade our arsenal at no cost.

-You didn't bring this to me. -I didn't bring it to anyone.

The manufacturer went through channels.

-Brass was happy. -I'm not happy.

Look, I didn't mean to piss you off.

But in case you haven't noticed the LAPD has an image issue

and people like me.

I know that's why I'm here.

My shooting. And my shooting.

I read your file, Sammy, that's not what it suggests.

And the idea that you spin what happened today is a win?

That's offensive.

We did intercept a shipment of guns

that now won't hit the streets.

And at least six people ended up dead.

You don't celebrate that.

Not to mention, there were mistakes.

Multiple mistakes.

Maybe today wasn't perfect,

but each one of us took someone out,

or made that possible.

I saved a life.

You left your position while we were taking rounds.

You don't get to peel off and be a hero, Malik.

When an operator goes offline, it weakens the team.

No different than what Jude did yesterday.

-I-I should have let Monte die? -Yes.

He wasn't the priority. Stopping the threat was.

This job requires tough calls

and the tough call was letting Monte Barzarian die.

I don't accept that.

Look, there was progress today.

But what you just said is the problem.

You all want things to be righteous and kind,

but there ain't no black and white.

And if you can't accept that you don't know

what you don't know...

then maybe your personnel files were right about you.

Well, I need a drink. Who's in?

I could host.

I live close by. I have a full bar.

Awesome IPAs.

Also, my neurologist has been pushing me to have people over.

Research says human connection will help my brain heal.

I had a brain injury.

That's why I may seem off at times.

So, yeah.

Come on, you guys.

You can't bail on Ethan's rehabilitation.

He did say free booze.

Well, in the name of neuroscience...

Fine.

How's the hunt for Kim Ji-Ho's son?

Major crimes still can't find him.

-Corn nut. -Hard pass.

You think the kid is behind the attack on Monte Barzarian?

No. The shooters used the same guns from the hit on Kim.

Which means there's new players out there

trying to take out both Kim and Monte.

Well, no one your team left alive is talking,

so we don't know, do we?

Either way, the kid was staring right at the shooter.

I want to know what he saw.

When they find him, I want first crack.

Yeah. Love that initiative.

But how about we leave it to the professionals?

-Meaning? -Meaning...

your after action report on the textiles warehouse

read like a cautionary tale.

Almost a friendly fire incident with no hostiles present.

Target missed.

Then today's op turned into the O.K. Corral.

-Then give me a real team. -Not happening.

If you can't make it work with this team,

then SWAT as you know it may be done.

We contained that situation today.

Hondo, please, don't put lipstick on a pig.

Yesterday I wasn't listening, now I am.

You should know that if today's after action report

reads like the last one,

this whole experiment may be on life support.

This is what you wanted all along.

Good night, Hondo,

and do make sure that I get that report tonight.

Welcome to Ethan's.

You live here alone?

Ethan, are you...

-Are you rich? -Sammy.

You can't just ask people that.

But are you?

Technically, I don't even own the place.

My family's trust bought the building years ago

as a hedge against market swings.

I only lease this floor from the entity.

That said capital rates went crazy after the last correction,

appreciations outpaced projection,

and the depreciation write-off makes the carry almost neutral.

So by most financial benchmarks,

yes, I'm rich.

Okay, I'm gonna need a drink to digest all that.

Yeah, I second that.

IPAs coming up.

You know, I like Ethan,

but the hell is he doing as a cop if he lives here?

He's clearly not in it for the paycheck.

I can respect that.

Me, too. It's just unusual.

Unusual?

It's a good word to describe Ethan,

in more ways than one.

-Okay. Thanks. -Okay.

Uh...

Someone want to make a toast?

I think we all just want a drink.

Hey. Sorry, fashionably late,

but, uh, I was taught to never show up to a party empty handed.

I brought party favors.

-You stole our personnel files? -Okay, narc. Chill out.

-You're amazing, man. -I know, right?

Wasn't a compliment.

Look, Hondo just shit all over us, okay?

He's been calling us failures since day one,

but I figured we are owed a chance to read what he's read

to see if he's the one that's full of shit.

No, I don't need to read some stupid file

about how no one trusts the one-legged girl.

Okay. Suit yourself.

But if it makes any difference, I already read all of them.

And, Cassidy, that is not what it says about you.

Yo. Feel like getting your ass beat?

Ah, somebody's getting slow.

Oh, pot, kettle, brother. Pot, kettle.

Okay, someone's almost in LAPD shape, I see you.

Oh, I retired because I wanted to,

not because I couldn't have cut it.

Besides, pay's better going after cheating spouses

and missing heirs.

I can't believe you got out and went back.

Let's call it unfinished business.

Oh, Hondo. Hondo.

Whoo! Heh. Too much.

Hey, sorry about you and Michelle.

You know, I always liked her.

Yeah. The divorce.

That's on me.

When I left SWAT, I was angry.

I wasn't much fun.

You were never any fun.

Okay, watch your mouth.

So how's being back?

How's your kindergarten class doing?

Oh, shit.

I thought parenting Vivian was tough, but, man...

But they're not my problem right now.

I need you to look into someone for me.

Well, you're a cop again.

You have more resources than a PI does.

Yeah, man.

I can't use those resources to look into another cop.

Especially not one who worked for Internal Affairs.

"Candidate exhibits difficulty interpreting emotional cues

and subtext,

"a limitation that raises concerns

about a suitability for the high stress,

"communication intensive demands of SWAT."

Can't argue with that. Who's next?

Oh, we're not sharing, are we?

Maybe you should share, Jude.

You know, since it was your idea.

All right.

Everything there is to know about me.

Oh, really?

-You doctored your file? -I didn't do that.

-It's just classified. -Bullshit.

Mysterious? Yes.

Bullshit? No.

Well, I think they're all a crock.

This is just a bunch of outdated assumptions

from people who don't know me.

Hey, I don't care what Hondo says.

I killed it at Scout, right?

We did get the guns.

Exactly.

At the very least, it was better than yesterday.

Why don't you share what's in your file, Cassidy?

Actually, I gotta go.

It's been real.

Rage issues.

Yeah, that was mild irritation at best.

No, I'm not talking about that.

I'm talking about her file.

They're not worried about her leg.

They're worried about her anger.

I gotta go, too.

What? Is it past your curfew?

-My turn with the baby. -You have a kid?

Dude, you never told us you were a father.

Didn't come up.

Thanks, Ethan. This place is insane.

I don't know about you guys, but I need another drink.

You got anything stronger, E?

Uh, cabinet on the end.

Top shelf is top shelf liquors. Help yourself.

-What's in there, E? -Uh, that's not for guests.

A secret room.

Kind of makes me want to check it out even more.

Please. Please don't! That door stays closed.

Okay.

I get it.

Sorry, man.

Everywhere else, it's yours.

Okay.

Why am I here.

Asking myself the same question.

Not exactly dressed for the occasion,

but I need your eyes on something.

I mean, why am I on SWAT?

Since no one in any department

will work with a self-righteous narc?

I came to you because you understand what happens

when those in power abuse the system.

You want change,

but people who advocate for change,

they don't exactly win popularity contests.

You and I want the same things.

And the one obstacle in our way is Daniel Hondo Harrelson.

He wrote an after action report that reads like fiction.

Five or six dead,

are you telling me it was all by the book?

I mean, this new team Hondo's been griping about,

you're under trained, over matched,

and the takedown was done. No friendly casualties?

You want me to believe that it's suddenly

all Kumbaya over there?

Look at this and tell me that it isn't a fairy tale.

He left out something.

Something important which...

-makes this a lie. -Okay.

Now we're talking.

Tell me exactly what it is that Hondo lied about. Hmm?

Sorry about your loss, June.

-Are you? -I knew your father.

I didn't like his business,

but I respected the way he did business.

-You've been hard to find. -Wouldn't you keep out of sight

if someone was trying to kill you?

Maybe.

Or maybe I'd be out for revenge.

We didn't hit the Barzarians.

At least not yet.

I know. Same gun used on them as your father.

So I want to know,

who might be out to get you both?

Don't look at me.

-I thought it was Monte. -I know you were there, June.

I saw the video.

You were right there when the shooter fired at your father.

You were looking right at him.

If you saw the video, you know there's nothing there.

Your father said something. I could see it on the video,

but there was no sound.

Don't you want to know who's behind this?

-He said Adeul. -Which means what?

Son.

The last thing he did was call out to me.

But there was nothing I could do.

Are you sure he was calling out for you?

I saw his face,

and to my eyes I think he knew who that was.

How much do you know about Monte Barzarian's son?

You know what? Maybe I should quit drinking.

Take it, you guys moved past the IPAs.

You both look like hammered shit.

Um, I feel like crap, but I look good, okay?

I always look good.

Fear not, ladies and gentlemen, files have been returned.

This is Hondo. Maybe not as clever as you think.

Hey, what do you need?

Okay. Got it.

What was that?

Hondo knows who's behind the hit on Monte.

-His son. -What?

Andre was treated and released,

but he just signed back in as a visitor.

-Wheels up in five. -Wait, wait.

He didn't get arrested for the guns?

Nah, he's a lawyer.

They're gonna dot every I and cross every T

before they move on him.

And Hondo called you

because you're going to be Scout on this?

Yeah.

Let's move. Monte's having his second surgery.

We got to get to Andre before he gets to his father.

All right, here's the plan.

We got unis at all points in and out.

Sammy, Jude, clear the stairs.

Hondo, you and Cassidy get to Monte.

He's in recovery bay four.

Ethan, get to security.

See if you can find Andre on footage. Okay?

Anything else?

Make sure the team is fast but calm.

Panic is his friend, not ours.

Come on.

LAPD, I need your screen.

Bring up the hallway feeds from the last ten minutes.

Uh, I'm supposed to move him.

Yeah, police want him in a more secure room.

That's what I told 'em.

Give me a head start. I'll secure the room.

He's still out like a light.

44, we got a problem. Monte's gone.

Ethan, we need eyes on this guy.

I'm working it.

Checking.

Wait.

Eight West supply room. Who's close?

Security guard shot. No pulse.

And an orderly knocked out with a missing badge.

Hey, sir. You okay?

Can you tell us your name?

Michael Johnson. Swipe card hasn't been used.

Wait.

It was just used to open operating suite number four

on the eighth floor.

What the hell are you doing?

Jesus. Jesus.

Hey, LAPD. Put your weapon down!

You're surrounded, Andre!

Back up or he dies!

Can't do that. There's no way out.

My team's got six guns to your one.

Now, just shoot this ungrateful prick.

Anyone have a clean shot?

Take point on this angle. Andre,

this can't be how you wanted this day to go down.

You and that gun, it only ends badly.

But you put it down, maybe you get out of here.

Get one of your lawyer buddies to get you out

of whatever you've done.

Hey, whatever the problem is, he's your father, man.

If you had just waited, it would all be yours.

It would have been gone. The world's changed.

You don't see it.

It's the 21st Century,

and you are a dinosaur standing in the way of evolution.

Look. Andre, look at me.

The old way for us

is just to shoot you.

But I don't want that.

That's why my gun is down, brother.

-You can do the same. -Listen to him.

I have a clean shot.

Take it.

Let's move.

I feel like I ordered an execution.

You tried to do it your way, kid.

He made the choice. You didn't.

Look at me.

I know you got issues with the old ways.

And you might think I'm a dinosaur

standing in the way of evolution.

Let me hit you with a hard-earned truth.

This job, it'll put you in impossible situations.

Whatever I think of this team,

I now know that I have at least one person I can count on.

They followed you, Malik.

They trust you.

And with you leading, they were better.

Auditions are over.

You're Scout, from here on out.

Becoming a habit with you.

Taking the shot that needs to be taken.

I'm just glad I found an angle.

Seriously, though, you didn't...

You didn't freeze or hesitate. It's impressive.

Must take a toll, though.

Hey, good job today.

Taking the lead.

Thanks.

Nice shot, Jude.

Seriously, though, what was in his file?

Since you read them all.

Dude served in Afghanistan, won a Bronze Star

for pulling two guys out of a burning helicopter.

So I figured, whatever his deal is,

I'll keep his secret safe so I can stay on his good side.

Anyway, it's not my place to say.

Can I ask you something else?

Um, tequila, and bourbon's a close second.

All right.

Good to know. But that wasn't the question.

Why did you take the files?

I was undercover.

Somebody died,

and I needed to see if they thought I was responsible.

Were you?

I mean, you saw the file.

There's no answer there.

What happened?

I'm gonna need a whole lot of tequila

before I spill that story.

Good night. Sammy.

Good night.

Yeah. You find anything on Pike?

Well, I started to wonder about her involvement

in getting you fired.

That was her?

I can't say for sure,

but I got a list of the people who sat on the hearing board

for the SWAT guys from your bodycam footage,

the night Nico Reyes died.

She was one of the three.

I gotta go.