All language subtitles for S.W.A.T. - S01E21 - Hunted

They're all in there.

Eight total.

Been about an hour now.

Hope they brought donuts.

Clocked a 12-gauge
behind the bar last night.

Spotted a few nines
and a MAC-10
on their way in just now.

Just don't give them
the chance to pull.

Did you hear that?

Adam-228. I have a shooting
at Mansion on the Hill.

Patrol's got
the entrance blocked off.

Waiting for us to engage.

Boys, this bar
is a Smiling Jackal
biker stronghold.

They've been involved in three
shoot-'em-ups this week.

Don't know why they're
trying to kill each other.

Won't keep them
from trying to kill us.

Go! Move it!

Come on, man.

Leave the bags! Leave it!

Move it!

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

There's a back door.

Leg day's over, boys.

Team just got
pulled off standby.

I'm at 7.54 miles.
What about you?

7.48, but I was saving it
for the stretch run.

You know I got an extra
gear after 30 minutes.

Yeah, excuses are
for losers, buddy.

Mumford's unit just responded
to a gang shootout in Burbank.

One of the dead shooters
has been ID'd

as a member
of the Montrose Merc Crew.

Small-time meth dealers
out of North Hollywood.

I thought Mercs played
nice with other crews.

Kept their little corner.
Stayed out of everyone
else's way.

Well, that used
to be their rep,

but this is the third
Merc attack on Jackals
in the past week.

Why are they
stirring the pot now?

That's what we
need to find out.

The sarge
from my old patrol days,

Sam Hawkins,
he might be of some help.

When I went S.W.A.T.,
he was undercover
for a long time,

mostly with the Mercs.

He did a solid
three years with them.

If anyone knows anything
about 'em, he will.

Sounds like a visit
worth paying.

Three of the shooters
from this morning
are still hiding

in the neighborhood
behind the bar.

Mumford's team
set up a perimeter,

but they could use
extra bodies to direct
the local police.

All right, Street and Tan,
get over there.
Chris and Luca,

start pulling every Jackal
and Merc file we have.

Deac, I'm gonna suit up
and then we'll go talk
to your friend.

Looks like it's leg day,
after all.

Big day. Your first
S.W.A.T. recruit class
as an evaluator.

No pressure.

Hope I'm here
when Hicks has their names
put up on the board.

Erica, how are you
feeling about today?

I'm doing a ten-mile jog
to keep my mind off it.

Congrats on finishing
S.W.A.T. Academy.

Seventy started,
ten survived.

Yeah. Still only five spots
available on teams right now.

Yup. I heard you finished
top three on every test.

Yeah. Won't matter much
unless Hicks puts my picture
up there.

I can't stand another second
in front of this blank screen,

so... It's good
to see you, Chris.
Yeah.

Thank you for everything.

Does she really have
nothing to worry about?

You know those
other evaluators,
always looking for an excuse.

Hey, I made a promise
that I'd fight for the best.

Erica, she's the best.

When Hawkins
likes to get away,

he really gets away.

You don't have to tell me.

That corner store
we just passed

was advertising half off
turkey gizzards.

I mean, I'm just saying.

What was your relationship
with this guy?

Well, he was
my commanding officer.

Took a liking to me.

He always talked about
retiring and spending
as much time

as he could up here.

I'm glad
he's finally doing it.

Okay, why is every
white cop's dream
of retirement

being around as few people
as possible?

I mean, come on now.

I might like this
for about a week,

but then I'd be bored
off my ass.

When was the last time
you talked to him?

A few years ago.
He... He was looking

for some intel on some
gun runners that S.W.A.T.
had busted.

You got to love
undercover work to do it
as long as he did it.

I'm not sure it's where
he saw his career going,
but he was good at it.

The Mercs was his last gig.

He got charges to stick on
most of their top leaders.

It seems like they
never recovered.

Well, they're pretty
frisky right now.

Let's hope he's
still plugged in.

Hold on. Pavement's ending.

You want to reconsider
your retirement?

Just me and the birds, huh?

Hell no. I'm cool.

Hey, Hawkins.

See? Only white folks
leave their doors open.

Not at an ex-cop's place.

Hawkins, you there?

Out hunting?

Nah, stove's on.

His gear duffel's there.

Deer drag hanging
on the wall.

But his gun's missing.

Looks like he might've
cleared out of here
in a hurry.

Yeah, but his pickup truck's
out front.

If he hightailed it
out of here,
he was on foot.

This doesn't feel right.

I'm gonna call it in.

Yeah. No service.

Gonna use the radio.

Deacon, get down!

Get in here, Deac!

Someone must've been
sitting on the cabin,
waiting on your buddy.

Mercs maybe?

We got to grab
whatever supplies
we can and get out.

No. If we don't act now,

they're gonna
surround the cabin
and just pick us off.

Deac, get over here!
We got to go!

Those things
are gonna pop off!
Go! Get out of here!

Get down! Get down!
Go!

Go, go.

I'm still topped off.
I got 24 rounds.
What do you got?

I got a few left
in mine and...
And I got a backup eight.

What else are we working with?
Well, no radios,

no cell service, no vests.

We need a plan.
We need a plan.

We needed a plan
back at the cabin.

I'm just worried
about Hawkins.

I think you're right.
If the Mercs are brave enough
to go after the Jackals,

who's to say
they don't go after the cop
that put half their crew away?

They wouldn't have been
setting up for an ambush
if they already had him.

He's probably out here
somewhere.

Managed to grab
some stuff from the cabin
before we got out.

Might come in handy.

Flare gun.

Only one left. Last resort.

If Hawkins is hiding
from these guys,

there's a good chance that
he's in his hunting blind.

We find that, we find him.
And how do we do that?

Trail markers.

Every woodsman knows
where to leave 'em

and how to look for 'em.

Oh, so you're a woodsman now?

Spent every summer
camping with my dad.

Let's move.

Did you see
Erica Rogers this morning?

Girl was bouncing
off the walls.

Night before my graduation
I kept replaying

my rifle qual
on week two.

Tightened up on everything
after 50 yards.

Finished fourth.

Anything was gonna keep me
off the team, it was that.

Ah, that sounds hard, man.

Was top of my
class every week,

so didn't have anything
to worry about.

Yeah. Must've been tough
down in Long Beach

competing with the guys
who didn't make it up here.

Something's got him riled up
back there.

Hey. Come here, buddy.
Hey, come here.

Is this where you live?

Huh?
Is he hurt?

There's blood on his paw.

It's not his.

Street, check this out.

26-David to 50-David.

Following a blood trail
at our location.

Hands!
Let me
see the hands!

This is 25-David.
We got a dead suspect.

That's the Merc
Mumford hit.

They must've hid him
after he bled out.

Which means they
must've been in a rush.

If I was gonna pick
somewhere nearby to hide...

See that high
window by the roof

with the drain pipes
leading up to it?

Mumford, they're here.

Choppers are gone.

You think they gave up?

Safe to head out?
We should wait another hour.

L.A.P.D.! L.A.P.D.!
Let me see your hands!

Don't move.
Go hands-on!
Go hands-on!

What's this?

It's a hit list.

Drop it!
Drop it now.

You mind telling your buddy
I'm one of the good guys?

Hondo, this is Hawkins.

Deacon, damn. What the
hell are you doing here?

We're looking for you.
We just came from your cabin.

The one with a squad
of Merc shooters
camped out front?

They came after you, too?

Two of them tried to get the
jump on me about an hour ago.

I managed to
sneak around back,
get some cover.

I thought you
were one of them,
on my trail.

No, they ambushed us.

They ripped your place apart.

That's the least
of my worries now.

I was gonna wait till dark,
make my move,

but now, with you two here,
maybe we can make it
to the Ranger station.

There's a radio there.

You guys could call
your S.W.A.T. pals,
have them pick us up.

Why are the Mercs after you?

And why are they
starting wars with crews
five times their size?

I almost crippled them
a couple years back.

I put their leaders
behind bars.

My head's probably a trophy
some punk thinks he needs
to rally the troops.

The Mercs were always
followers, anyway.

Station's this way.

Guns up, boys,
they could be anywhere.

You didn't
select Erica Rogers?

Chris, uh, not now.

That woman crushed the guys
that she was competing with.

She finished first
in the climbing course,

she scored one second flat
on the move in her sidearms
and Benelli quals.

And she doesn't get a spot
because you're all
afraid of what?

More qualified women
might try out now?

I only see four names.

Picking no one was better
than picking her?

Officer Alonso, that's...
Captain.

It's okay.

Not that it's any
of your business, Officer,

but a red flag
from Rogers' time
working with the 77th

has come to our attention.

We're investigating
the matter,

and when we're satisfied,
we'll pick a fifth recruit
for a team then.

Now, you wouldn't want us
to give Ms. Rogers
special treatment either way.

Do you?

Those scores are
for the evaluation team only,
Officer Luca.

Not to be shared
with anyone else.

Twenty years
on the committee.

Not once did I ever have
to remind your father of that.

I...
Not another word.

That's not cool.

Don't bother.
You can't make a call
anywhere in these hills.

No service, no roads, no life.

Don't worry,
Ranger station's not far.

So how long you been
out, about six months?

Best decision of my life, man.

I should have
never let the brass

keep me under
as long as they did.

How about you? It's got
to be what, now, 20

Still 30-David, actually.

Hondo's team leader.

Huh.

I think I prefer gang politics
to police politics.

Less feelings.
We were hoping
that your knowledge

of the Mercs could
help us understand
what's motivating them.

Motivated by the same thing
they always are.

Control, power.

In fact,
it doesn't surprise me

that they took
a swing at the Jackals.

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

We never told you
it was the Jackals
the Mercs were targeting.

Now!
Cover! Cover!

Deac, go, go!

Come on, come on!

We got to go.

Deacon!

One of my guys saw
your car pull up.

I was hoping it was nothing.

I would've never
given the order to fire
if I knew it was you, Deac.

I really hate
that it went this way.

Deacon?

They went this way.

And one of them is injured.

Now, listen, listen,
be careful. These guys
are really, really good.

But there's two of them
and there's ten of us.

Plus, we've got better weapons
and communications.

Just don't let them
get to civilization.

Deac.

Hold up, man.

All right, that's far enough.

I think we've bought
a few minutes.

Let me take a look
at that wound.

I counted nine, plus Hawkins.

Those HKs were
the same as we use.

Hawkins got a hookup
or something?
He could.

He seems to be running
the whole crew.

Oh, man.
I hit a branch
on the way down.

You're gonna have
to settle for conversation
as anesthetic.

Hawkins was
my commanding officer
for five years.

You know how many beers
I had with the guy?

How could I not suspect...
Deac, stop it.

Whether he lost his way, or
he was always capable of this,

Hawkins decided
to switch teams.

Yeah, but how did
it get to that?

S.W.A.T. protocol has Dispatch
check in every two hours.

That's in ten minutes.
Right, when they don't
hear from us,

they're gonna send airships
to our last locations.

That's another 30.
We did extractions
like this in Somalia.

We got to make the rescue
as simple as possible.

If we can get above
that tree line,

they'll be able
to spot us faster.

What?
It's just a long way
up that mountain.

And we're outnumbered,
we're out... We're outgunned,
Hawkins knows the terrain.

You're injured.

I say we make cover,

wait for the airship,
use the flare.

No. No, those birds need
a flat place to land.

We got no idea how far we are
from that cabin.

Look, I'm good.
Okay? I can move.

Sorry, Deac,
but I'm making the call.

We're headed up.

You understand?

Roger that.

All right. Now, that plateau
has got to be 40 minutes away.

We're gonna make it in 30.

Let's go.

CHP just spotted
a large group of Jackal bikers
riding into the city.

Did Hondo find anything
from Deacon's contact

about what's causing
all of this?

No, I haven't heard
anything back from them,

but I'll have Dispatch
try them again.

This meth war is about
to become a shooting
gallery in the streets.

What else do we have?
Mumford's team found all
the Mercs from this morning.

They're bringing one
back to HQ
for questioning now.

I did a little digging into
the other Merc shootings.

The first one, last week,
happened at a bar
called The Monkey Man.

There was four Smiling Jackals
killed, two top lieutenants.

Here's the thing, though,
The Monkey Man
isn't a public Jackal front.

Only Jackals and a
few cops knew about it.

But the Mercs knew that.

So they've got
an inside source.

Keep digging,
and let me know if Hondo
or Deacon find anything.

I didn't mean to get you
in the doghouse with Hicks.

I'm really sorry.

Look, I shared Erica's results
with you in confidence.

I know.
And I shouldn't have...

My dad was an evaluator,
and his dad, too.
It's part of my legacy here.

And you wouldn't let
someone who deserved
S.W.A.T. get railroaded.

You would look at her files,
make sure that Hicks
made the right call.

Right?
Of course I would.

I'm just asking
for the real story.

Seriously?

You already burned me
once with Hicks.

I know, and I'm sorry.

It won't happen again.
I promise.

What do you know?

Two years ago,
she failed to properly
restrain a suspect.

That's just
sloppy procedure.

He broke free
and attacked her partner.

The whole reason
why I got Street to help her
through the academy

is that everything that
I heard was that she had
what it took to be S.W.A.T.

You're telling me
I got fooled by her?

Now, hold up.
It never came up before

because her COs never said
anything about it
in our background interviews.

Like they didn't want
to report it.

Sounds like there's
more to the story
than what Hicks knows.

By the way,

don't let Hicks take a shot
at your legacy.

Your dad was on the committee
that picked me.

You're living up
to the Luca name.

We're gonna get to the truth.

Deac, we can't stop
every ten minutes for you
to make sound alarms.

These saplings snap loudly
when they're set off.

That buys us ten seconds
that could save our lives.

You hear that stream?

We got to bear
away from that,

head in that direction.

All right, never travel
by bodies of water.

It's the first place
the enemy looks.
Keep pace,

but stay quiet.
Heel, toe.

You know more than
campfires and marshmallows.

You did a lot more
than go camping
with your daddy, didn't you?

Yeah, basic New England
woods skills.

Deac, you're from L.A.

Yeah, but I spent
a lot of summers camping
with my dad in Vermont.

Oh, come on, come on.

Yeah, the truth is, my, uh,
my folks had kind of
a rocky marriage.

We weren't the type
of family to get a divorce,
so...

His summers camping
with me was kind of a...

Catholic compromise.

I knew why
my dad did it, but...

I didn't let it get
in the way of me

enjoying some time
with my old man.

A lot of great nights.

Lot of marshmallows.

All right,
we should keep moving.

All right, Deac,
wait a minute, wait a minute.

Your shiny white boy sweat
makes you look like
a homing beacon.

We should
both mask up.

It's another Marine trick.
Come on.

You read the
incident report?

Then you know it's enough
to keep me off S.W.A.T.

If it really happened.
It's in the report.

Leave it alone.
If it was your first week
on the street, I could,

but you're seven years in
and a training officer.

Just tell me what happened.

It's just us right now.

There is no "us," Chris.
You're already S.W.A.T.

They got no interest in me.
If it wasn't this,

they'd just make up
something else.

20

Dispatch requesting check-in.

This is 30-David. Got a little
static from the mountains.

20-David and I are Code 4.
Sorry for the radio silence.

Couldn't find the target,
still looking for him.

Thanks for letting me know.

That was Dispatch.
Hondo and Deacon
just checked in.

They haven't been able
to find Deacon's contact,
so they have nothing.

The Merc shooter's
in Interrogation.

I, uh, looked into
Erica's records.

I asked her about
the infraction,

but she was acting strange,
like she was hiding something.

It doesn't add up.
Hicks is looking into it.

Hicks is gonna take
the first version he hears.

I want the truth, even if
it's not good for Erica.

Can you get me
the contact info
of her old partner?

Please, Captain.

I went about it wrong
this morning.

Let me do it right.

I'll see what I can do.

Mr. Savoy, you've had
a busy morning.

Montrose Mercs for life,
sweet thing.

I don't know why
you're acting so proud.

Half our squad hadn't
even heard of you clowns
till this morning.

Yeah, well,
you will now, won't you?

What, after you've
taken out the biggest rival
meth gang in the city?

We found your list.

Top Jackal members, addresses,
hangouts, even street names.

That's hard information
to come by.

This wasn't just
a "spray and pray"
for a few more corners.

These are targeted
assassinations.

More Jackals are already
on their way
into town to retaliate.

We'll be ready for 'em.
STREET: Well, not you.

We're benching you
for the big game.

The city wants
this handled.

So there's a deal
to be made.

No one in your situation
gets a chance like this.

Take it.

Nah.

Nah, Montrose Mercs for life.

Okay. Right there, Deac.

Right there,
that break
in the trees.

We're gonna have
to climb it.

No, we...
We don't know how sturdy
any of those boulders are.

One loose rock, we'd be
back down here on our ass
in less than five minutes.

Not to mention we'd be
broadcasting exactly where
we are to Hawkins.

Those choppers
are coming.

If we don't get up there soon,
they're gonna pass us by.

We get to that
extraction point
as fast as possible,

that is the
mission objective.

It won't be any faster if we
don't make it all the way up.
This is not your call.

What makes it yours?

Don't make me pull rank here.

Rank? This stopped
being a S.W.A.T. mission

about halfway down that
cliff we jumped off of.

Right now it's just two guys
trying to stay alive.

It is my responsibility
to get us out of here.

Look, I get that you
have Marine training.

This is not Somalia.
This is unique terrain.

I spent a lot of time
in woods like these.

I know what
we need to do,

and I'm not gonna follow
you up into a situation

that's gonna get
us both killed.

I will not do that
to my wife and kids.

Do you really think
I would put us in a dangerous
spot like that?

If you take us
up there? Yes.

Now, you can come
with me or not.

Deacon. Deac.

Look, if you got
some type of problem,
now is not the time for it.

That hill was a bad call.

I'm talking
about this attitude

I've been picking up on
since the cabin.

It's no attitude.

Just wish I had more time
to get some stuff that
we could use,

like a compass
or a map maybe.

That fishing line
came in handy.

We were in a situation
and I had to get us out.

I reacted.
That's how I'm trained.

If you're still
beating yourself up

about not catching
onto Hawkins,

I told you, don't
let it get to you.

Keep your voice down.

I can't get us
out of here

if I have to worry
about whether or not my
partner still has my six.

You don't have to worry
about getting us out of here.

You keep trying to make
calls in a situation

that you don't know
as much about as I do.

It's my job to
make the calls.

I understand that's how
you see the job, Hondo.

Deacon, this
is my team.

How I see it
is how it is.

Don't worry.

There's no question
about whose team it is.

Is this about you
getting passed over?

That was
nine months ago, man.

You're still
thinking about it?

Of course I still
think about it.

I thought we buried this,
and I thought you had my back.

I have always had your back.

And I would never put
the team in danger.

Yeah, every once in a while,
when I'm driving into work,

about to take a left
into the garage,

I think about how
long it's gonna be

before I get
a shot at a team.

If I ever get a shot.

All because of some
mistake Buck made.

You think I didn't
deserve this job?

That's not what
this is about.

Or that you could've done
the job better than me?

We'll never know.

But I do know that
I was supposed to be next.

And I did nothing
to deserve losing that.

Did you ever think
about the position
that I was put in?

What'd you want me to do?
Turn the job down?

It was supposed to be my team.

That's one of the saplings.
50 yards that way.

We can't let him fire
a single shot.

Every Merc in the woods
is gonna know our location.

Just cuff him
and get his gun.

We don't have time to gag 'em.
Wouldn't do
any good anyway.

Rest of the Mercs
are on their way.
Drag him over here.

You're good?
Let's move, move.

Where are the airships?
They should be here by now.

We've been missing
over three hours.

Your car.

Your car at the cabin.

Hawkins could've given
the all clear to HQ.

He'd know the codes.

It could be nightfall before
S.W.A.T. comes looking for us.

We got to figure
another way out of here.
How?

We're hours deeper into
the woods than we were before.

Okay, you know what?
You've said your piece, man.

I don't need to
hear it again.

You wanted me
to be honest.

I don't care that you felt
burned when this went down.

I care that you're
still holding onto it.

After all this team's
been through,
you're still hung up on that.

Hey, I always put
the team first.

I have followed you
without question.

That is what your job is.

And I could do that and still
feel like I deserved better.

Not if you want this job.

The team comes before
everything else, man.

Putting yourself in danger
doesn't make you
a better team leader.

You don't always
have to be the one

climbing on top
of a moving truck

or taking a sniper shot
out of a helicopter.

You tell me that
you're thinking

of the team in those moments.

Is that what you're after?
The glory?

I want you to admit that
you need to be the hero,

carrying all of us
on your back.

I've been holding things up
on my own my entire life.

What, you think
that's a choice?

My daddy
actually left my mama.

Yeah, when I was 14,

and I could've got
caught up in the streets

and paid my mama's bills
with dirty money.

Or I could step up and be
the man and take care of her

the right way, by myself.

I didn't know that
about your father.

You never talk
about your family.

Deac, it wasn't easy
for me coming up
through L.A.P.D. either.

I had to be better than
they thought I was,
just the black dude.

To be as good meant
I was only gonna stay
in the same place.

Hey, Hondo.

You saved all
of our lives
more than once.

Your approach works.
You make S.W.A.T. better.

And I'm proud
to serve with you.

I'm not bitter.

I just...

It kills me that
I feel this way at all.

I don't want to.

I found my boys, Deacon.

You must be close.

Why drag this out?

What do we do?
Those rocks.

Three o'clock, now. Move.

Uh, hello?

Are you Officer Alonso?
I was told I could
find you here.

I got a call from
a Captain Cortez

asking me to come in?
I'm Ryan Lewis, 77th division.

Great to meet you.
Yeah, you, too.

Uh, I'm not sure what S.W.A.T.
needs my help with, though.

I want to talk
about Erica Rogers.

Specifically about an incident
that happened two years ago.

Everything's in the report.
Yeah.

I want to know
what's not in the report.

Look, I can't help you.

150. That's how many
try out for S.W.A.T.
every single year.

Half of them don't make
their PFQs,

another 40 wash out in a week,

and then it starts
to gets hard.
And those last 40?

They drop out
on their own.

Erica didn't.

And unless you can tell me
what happened that day,

it'll all be for nothing.

Please don't involve
me in this, all right?

My wife just had a baby.
I'm on detective track.

Have you seen
Erica lately?

She's given
everything for this.
Of course I've seen her.

I still grab chicken wings
with her once a week.

I mean, she's my son's
godmother, okay?

She made me
the man I am today.
I owe my career to her.

It was you.

You didn't restrain
the suspect.

But Erica had to take
the hit for you.

Look, I was still on
my probation period.

All right, it would have
been my third strike.

I didn't ask her to do it.
Okay? She just did it.

And if she hadn't,
I would've washed out.

So, every day since,
I have tried to be

the cop that she put her
career on the line to save.

She needs you now.

They're holding that mark
against her to keep her out
of S.W.A.T.

What? No. She...
She never said that she...

She doesn't want you
to take the hit.

That's why she
deserves the spot.

She needs somebody
watching her back.

He's got the mother
of all deals
on the table.

All he's doing is repeating
how loyal he is.

He almost took it before.

What's holding him back?

Stay here.

Follow my lead.

Your crew attacked
The Monkey Man bar
last week.

Not many people know
that's a Jackal hangout.

Who are you looking at,
Mr. Savoy?

Turn off the cameras
and leave us.

I don't know why you think
someone inside the police
is a Montrose Merc,

but this is S.W.A.T.,

and everyone here
works for me.

Nothing you say
is gonna be leaked.

And the deal
I'm offering you

disappears the minute
I walk out that door.

All right.

Okay.

He used to run with us

before a bunch of our
bosses got busted.

He showed up
a couple months later

bragging that
he used to be a cop,

and how easy it was
to take us down.

But then he said he knew a way
for us to get it all back.

An ex-cop.

He had the hookups,
like weapons, intel.

Before we knew it,
he was telling us all
what to do.

I need a name.

Look, you know...
If you want this deal,
I need a name.

Now.

Hawkins.

Dispatch just sent
the recording of the call.

This is 30-David.

Got a little static
from the mountains.

20-David and I are Code 4.

That's not Deacon.
Sorry for the radio silence.

Last logged location was,
um, Hawkins' cabin in
Angeles National Forest.

Man, they've been gone,
like, six hours.

Get the airships ready.

There's rock cover
50 yards north of here.

Plenty of trees
along the way.

Alternate.
Don't spare anything.
All right.

What happened
to you, Hawkins?

You used to be a good cop.

And then I was a retired cop.

What's that?

Just an old man
in the mountains.

I gave my best years
to that badge,

and I got nothing
in return.

I saw an opportunity
for some respect.

Any minute, this sky's gonna
be filled with airships.

Where are they, Hondo?
No one's coming.

You don't want two bodies
on your jacket, Hawkins.

Deacon, move!

Deacon, I'm out.
Hondo, move!

Deacon, left side!

Deacon, go!

I got one of 'em, Deac.
Me, too.

So that leaves eight.

I got, uh, four rounds.
I got three.

All right, that means
one of is gonna have
to take out two with one.

Now's a good time
to be a hero.

Don't look at me
to do it.

If not now, when?

You're passing over
the cabin now.

I've got these heat signatures
all over the woods.

I'm counting 12 people.

Some of them aren't moving.

Can't tell which ones
are Hondo and Deacon.

Guys, look. Two o'clock!

Two o'clock!

You ready?

Go.

Deac, there's the team.

Everybody out of here.

Hey! Hey, here!
You guys okay?

Hondo's hurt.
His right side.

Luca, get this
jacket off of me.

We came as soon as
we learned about Hawkins.

I hope you brought us
some gear.
You know we did.

Chris, give me your radio.
Okay...

Captain...

Captain, how we looking?

It's good to hear
your voice, Hondo.

We're not out
of the woods yet, literally.

And we're not gonna be until
we get every last Merc,
especially Hawkins.

The rest of the cavalry's
on their way.

Mumford's team will sweep
from the cabin north,

but we can follow the trails
picked up from
the heat signatures.

All right.

They're gonna be scattering
in all different directions.
Let's go get 'em.

You up for this, boss?

Hell yeah.

Let's move.
Let's go!

Two shooters
heading south.

Another couple running east
and moving fast.

And a pair heading northwest,
back up the mountain.

All right, Street and Tan,
take the crew to
the south... Go, go.

Chris and Luca,
go east. Move.

That leaves a pair
for you and me, Deac.

Back to the high ground.

Give me your hands.

Hands! Hands!

Behind your back!

We got one and two.

They should be
right here.

We're practically
standing on top of 'em.

Let me see your hands!

Got three and four.

Just two left, Hondo.

Hawkins!

I guess this is where
it ends, huh, Deacon?

Come on, man.

I never come up this far.

I never knew
this was here.

Come on, Sam,
get out of there.

What are you doing, man?
Get on the ground.

Hondo, high right!

Is he going to be okay?

He just needs some
time alone to process.

He'll be all right.

I guess covering
for your partner

isn't as bad as
letting a perp go.

You didn't just cover.
You taught him
how to be better.

And you took a personal hit
for somebody who needed it.

Lewis told me
what you did.

Sorry I lashed out.

That's okay.

Fancy my surprise
when I called

Officer Lewis
to S.W.A.T. headquarters,

and he's already in
the building asking for me.

I wasn't gonna let
a star recruit like Rogers

wash out without doing
the legwork myself.

Yes, sir.

She's gonna make
a great officer.

Yeah.

I understand you trust
your teammates.

But don't forget,
I'm your teammate, too.

All right?

Let's go, you guys.

Ah, well-deserved, Erica.

Welcome to S.W.A.T.
Yeah.

Congrats.

Congratulations.
Thank you, thank you.

Yeah.
Yeah.

Hey, the other recruits
waited to celebrate,
so I'm gonna go join them.

Have a feeling
you're gonna drink them
under the table.

Yeah. Taught her how
to do that, too.

See you around.

See you.
Bye.

Hey...

You didn't wash off, huh?

I've never wanted
a hot shower

in my own home
more in my life.

Hmm. Yeah.

Hey, Deac, uh...

Listen, uh, when I
took team leader,

I tried to treat everybody
the same as before.

Just do the job,
like a normal promotion.

Those first few weeks,
I was just playing a role.

I think we both were.

Deac, I'll never regret
taking this job.

There's been a lot of changes
I've been trying to make
ever since I got here.

But I could've
handled it better.

I could've been more
direct with you about
how you were feeling

and more honest
about how I was.

How I am, Deac.

But I know you would
have been great.

I really do hope
you get your chance.

Well, get home,
get rinsed off,

especially before you
start hugging on Annie.

Otherwise you're gonna be
sleeping on my couch.

Later.

You got plans tonight?

Hell no.

Living too fast

You do now.

What are we doing here?

Too distracted to react

Busy lives guided by fear

I think it's time
that we all slow down

And take
a long look around