All language subtitles for S.W.A.T. - S02E03 - Fire and Smoke

Previously on SWAT...

I need to trim $200 million
off LAPD's budget.

Things change, and you need
to change with them by 15%.

15% is gonna be impossible

without seriously reducing personnel.

- Nia Wells.
- You're a prosecutor, huh?

Deputy D.A.

Now it's back to business
on my bribery case.

My key witness

just testified for two hours. Brave lady.

When are you gonna learn
how to check that ego?

Getting kicked off of SWAT wasn't enough?

I think Street's lost without SWAT.

But if he wants his job back,

he's gonna have to prove it to
me using more than just words.

The door is still open for now,

but you got to show him
how far you've come.

♪ I don't know

♪ What you had in mind

♪ But here we stand on opposing sides ♪

♪ Let's go to war

♪ Let's go to war

The trial hasn't gone well.
Time to be proactive.

♪ War, war, war

♪ Screaming at the ones we love ♪

♪ Like we forgot who we can trust ♪

♪ Screaming at the top of our lungs ♪

♪ Do we feel safe?

♪ Do we feel safe?

♪ Do you feel safe?

MAN: Andrea,

you almost home?

ANDREA: Turning on our street.
Kids all down?

MAN: No problems. Liar.

- You hungry?
- ANDREA: Not really.

Just pour me a glass.

- (ANDREA SCREAMING)
- Andrea?

Andrea! Andrea!

(CAR ALARM BLARING)

(PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

Andrea!

Hey! (GRUNTS)

Hey!

Hey! Freeze!

DISPATCHER: Any available unit,

P/R reports shots fired.
North 1900 block of Birch Way.

- UNI: Adam 24, show us responding.
- Hey, whoa.

MAN: Whoa.

What are you doing, man?

That's outside our zone.

- 50 bucks we beat them.
- No.

Adam 13, show us backing.

But no bet. No way.

(SIREN WAILING)

Officer, he-he ran down
the next driveway on the left.

- He's got a gun.
- What's he wearing?

A black top with white stripes.

It's the third firebomb
tonight. First fatal.

Different parts of town.
But the targets were all hit

- around the same time.
- So multiple suspects.

The night is still young.

That's got to be an awful way to go.

Two blocks out.

Airship 17 to 20-David.

No visual of the suspect.

Scanning the perimeter, orbiting right.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

All right, stay back, people.

You thought being first on the scene

would keep us up front? Uh-uh.

Just until we got outranked.

You're not SWAT anymore, man.

We're the ones who trapped the suspect.

(HORN HONKS)

Oh, here come the heroes.

- Yeah, they are.
- I was actually being sincere.

Oh, you're touchy tonight.

- Where is he, Sergeant?
- We believe in the garage there.

- Hold on. You don't know?
- All right.

We need a bigger safety zone.
Luca, Chris,

move that world back.

- Roger. Officers.
- Okay. Let's go, you guys.

- First cops boxed the guy in.
- CHRIS: Guys.

Ordered them to disengage

until you got here.
- Back, guys!

House alarm wasn't tripped.
Airship didn't see nothing,

- so yeah, that leaves the garage.
- CHRIS: Keep going.

- You did a callout?
- Yes, sir. No response.

House unoccupied?

Family's on vacation,
according to security.

We get an I.D. on the victim yet?

Andrea Melkonian.
- Wait a minute.

She's the star witness

in that city hall bribery trial.
I know the D.A. working it.

Three fire bombings, a dead witness.

This is big.

All right, Tan. Let's put a peep inside,

see what the hell we're dealing with.
- Roger that.

Tan, go.

Garage is clear.

Tan, move.

Hey, Street.

Hey. Tough night.

Wish I was doing more
than perimeter control.

CHRIS: Oh, great.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Over here.

Mr. Melkonian?

I am so sorry for your loss.
Irene Fuller.

Go away.
- Your wife, Andrea...

What is wrong with you?

Her body hasn't even been moved.

- Hondo.
- I have three little kids inside

who don't know their mother's dead.

Go, go.

Did she receive any threats before this?

I need you to transport
that victim immediately.

- Any other threats at all?
- Hey. You two need to back off.

Let him answer the question, Sergeant.

Show the man some decency.

Have you located the suspect yet?

I need you to move back,

or I will detain you for interfering.

The guy got past you, didn't he?

- Wait, what?
- He got away?

We're working to locate him right now.

That's our story.

Five to live, Irene.

♪

(GRUNTS)
- Don't move.

Don't you move.

I'm not resisting.

Go, go, go.

Get up. Get up.

Steve and Gina, we are seeing
right now the live capture

of the suspect in tonight's fiery murder

of the key witness in
the Joseph Petrosian

sensational bribery trial...

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Sargeant Harrelson.

I was wondering when you were
gonna show up, counselor.

Listen, we've been here all night

trying to I.D. the other
firebombing suspects.

You know it's about the trial.

My primary witness gets burned alive.

Both alternate jurors lose their homes.

They were lucky they kept their lives.

Sure. And now they're too scared
to serve if I need them.

One more juror drops out for any reason,

it's an automatic mistrial,

and I can't win at retrial
without my best witness.

But she already testified.
It's all on record.

Every word. But minus
Andrea's passion on the stand,

it won't have the same impact.

And now the other side
knows our game plan.

They'll put on
a better defense next time.

This is my only chance to nail this guy

and the politicians in bed with him.

But murder to get away with bribery?

That doesn't make any sense, Nia.

I mean, bribery's what?
It's a five-year max.

He's not the play.

I couldn't prove it in court,

but Petrosian's a front
for the Armenian mob.

If I can convict him for payoffs,

I can charge the city councilors
he paid off.

Plus him doing any real jail time

might soften up his loyalty quick

and get him to give up
his Armenian bosses.

The jury's with me, Hondo.

They just have to bring in
the guilty verdict.

I spent days with Andrea
prepping her testimony.

Bravest witness I've ever had.

Come with me.

Tell me what you need.

Deliberations start this morning.

I need to make sure none of the jurors

or their families get hurt or threatened.

It's too early for court.

- Where are they right now?
- Still at the hotel.

They were sequestered during the trial.

They're with the sheriffs. They're safe.

I was worried they'd
get bribed, not killed.

I was thinking too small.

Why weren't the alternates staying

- with the rest of the jury?
- They were.

Until the judge let them go home
when the case

was submitted... as a courtesy.

No good deed goes unpunished.

The jurors still have no idea
what happened last night.

No TV, no Internet,

no newspapers, no private
visits, no private calls.

The only exception is a family emergency.

So if something happens
to any of their loved ones...

We lose the case. Over and out.

I'll park squad cars outside every home.

Patrol cops aren't trained like SWAT.

I can have my teams oversee the units.

Any sign of threat, we're nearby

and ready to respond.

Just until the verdict. Thank you.

Names and addresses?

The guy you grabbed last night

- was lawyered up in less than an hour.
- I know.

He's got help on speed dial.

He's connected hard-core.
He's never going to fold.

But Petrosian's just a white-collar crook

playing with the big boys.
He might spit out names

- if we can apply more pressure.
- Like a search warrant on his house.

Let's go see the judge together.

I'll brief the team.

I've been thinking about how
to get you back on the team.

Good morning.

Ground zero's still
a real apology to Hondo.

I get it.
- Your move.

You're not gonna be getting
an invite from him.

Look, there's a lot of ways to apologize.

I'm working on a plan.

Don't wait too long, okay?

You made your point.

I got to go and finish up this
paperwork from last night.

(SIGHS)

I seriously don't understand male pride.
- (LAUGHS)

Just gets in the way.

It's definitely a disease

that afflicts some men more than others.

So, what do you think
Street should be doing

to make it right with Hondo?

He needs to grow up.

Boy, that's kind of harsh.
- No.

He blamed Hondo, he blamed you.

He hasn't blamed himself
for his mistakes.

Rule number one: own it.

Hard for him.

Well, then he's not ready
to be part of the team.

I know what makes us good for him,
but what makes him good for us?

Street's changed since Hondo cut him.

- He seriously has.
- All right, well...

if you're right, might take a while,

but you won't be the only one to see it.

What about in the meantime?

That's my best free advice.

Yeah.

Brie, maybe he just forgot
where he parked it.

Come on, we both know
he's got memory issues.

No, no, don't do that, don't do that.

Look, if it's missing,
he's got to file a report.

What are you talking about?
That's a terrible idea.

Look, just don't let him
head out on his own.

Okay, okay, fine, fine.
I get it, I get it.

Brie, it's not your fault.
I'll take care of it.

Brie, I said I'll handle it, okay?

(SIGHS)

Black-and-whites got their assignments?

Yeah. Every juror's house
has a protection detail.

We'll, uh, make the rounds,
fill in where needed.

You want to head to Petrosian's house,

wait for that search
warrant to come down?

Cortez says it might take an hour or two.

I got to make a pit stop.
There's a chance my pops

might have gotten his car stolen.

We gonna go talk to him?

(CHUCKLES) If I can find him.

You telling me I finally get
to meet Papa Harrelson?

(CHUCKLES) This could be
that magical day, Deac.

Well, I'll try not to embarrass you.

Trust me, you're not the problem.

Well, this ain't no coincidence.

So Brie called you, huh?

Now I got two cops in the family.

Way she watches me
just don't make no sense.

Pop, let me introduce you to
Sergeant Kay. Deac, my old man.

Daniel Harrelson.
- David Kay.

It's a pleasure to meet you, sir.
- Mm.

Hondo hasn't told us much
about you, so...

great to put a face to the name.

HONDO: We're just waiting on a warrant.
What's up with you, man?

You're the one that's rolling up
on your old man.

- What's up with you?
- Where's your car?

I'm on my way to get it back right now.

Brianna told me it got stolen.

You know who's got it?

Bail bondsman... snatched it
out of my garage.

That's private property, right?

Sounds like.
- Okay, hold up, hold up.

What bail bondsman?

Why don't we go together and we bust him?

As a matter of fact, let's take your car.

Hey, slow down. Slow down.

Pop, you got arrested?
- No.

Remember Miss Williams?

No, but knowing you,
I'm sure she's a looker.

Yeah, well, she got a grandson.
His name is Andre.

Now, he's the one that got arrested.

It was some bogus, nothing charge.

He was afraid he was gonna lose
his job if he didn't

show up at work
'cause he was in the lock-up,

so I bailed him out.

And you put your car up as collateral?

- What was the charge?
- Being black and poor. What else?

Oh, here we go.

Do you realize that 70% of the people

in this country that are in jail

have never been convicted of a crime?

They just couldn't make bail.

Seven-oh percent!

- Pop, you love that car.
- The boy was 19 years old, Hondo.

And he was gonna take
a guilty plea for something

that he didn't do, just so
that he would not lose his job.

I mean, that's just wrong.

I'm pretty sure there was a code
violation in there somewhere.

Nobody should go to jail for jaywalking.

No, it's just a ticket.

Something else had to go down, man.
- Okay, so maybe

he mouthed off at one of
the cops, and then that turns

into resisting arrest. Imagine that.

So, what, the kid didn't
make it to his court day?

The court date is a month away.

But the bondsman...

he wanted to make sure
that nothing happened

with his collateral,
that it didn't get damaged,

so he snatched my car.

He's the one that committed the crime.

All right, look, we're gonna
take you home, all right?

You think I can't handle him by myself?

I ain't never too old for justice.

Okay. Easy, tough guy.

Just give me a name.

Y'all gonna roll up on him?

No, Pop. I'm gonna talk to someone

I know at the D.A.'s office.

That's the belly of the beast, son.

It makes them people happy
to ruin people's entire lives

just to make themselves look good.

Well, this one doesn't
believe in overcharging

just because she can. Come on.

Well, if that's the case, she's
playing for the wrong side.

Watch your head, Mr. Harrelson.

I know how to do that.
Thank you very much.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Okay.

♪

NIA: These are new crimes.

Judge, we're looking
for any evidence of contact

between Mr. Petrosian and
the suspect in custody.

I understand that,

but speculation doesn't qualify
as probable cause.

What's your basis?

Imminent danger, Your Honor.
Two arsonists...

Hit men.
- ...are still out there and active.

While we're sitting on our asses.

You have the jurors' families
under protection, correct?

Yes, but that doesn't guarantee
their safety 100%, sir.

This all looks more like

reasonable suspicion than probable cause.

I'm worried about admissibility,
whatever you find.

How about the risk of
bodily harm, Your Honor?

I'm trying to save lives.

You know last night's victims, Judge.

And you know the next victims.

If we don't stop this.

The rule of common sense applies.

Supported by your training

and personal field experience, Captain?

Absolutely.

Should've never released the alternates.

Good luck.

Thank you.

PETROSIAN: My attorney
advised me to cooperate.

Then you got your money's worth.
- Not really.

He should be here.

How are you allowed to raid my house

during the trial?
- Because this is

- about your next trial.
- DEACON: Murder for hire,

arson murder,
multiple attempted murders...

Busy night last night.

- It wasn't my fault what happened.
- Okay, then there won't be

any evidence against you, so
what are you so worried about?

Because I look guilty as hell!

Three people from my trial?

I never understood why Andrea would

lie about me like she did.

I thought I was a pretty good boss.

But to die like that, in
front of her husband...

DEACON: We were there.

I sat with him myself,

waiting for the coroner
to move his wife's body.

- What was left of it.
- Coordinated attacks

in different parts of town.
That's pro, not personal.

Somebody is trying
to fix that jury for you,

and don't you front
like you don't know who.

I don't.
- The D.A. says

she can charge you with five separate

- special circumstances.
- Only takes one for life without parole.

And like is a long time in San Quentin.

You should really try to help yourself.

I am.

Nice teamwork last night.

Is the guy we grabbed
willing to roll over

about who threw the other
firebombs, who paid them?

Not yet.

Got a minute, Cap?

Sure.

A lot of chatter around here
about these budget cuts.

Possible cuts.
It's all gossip at this point.

I'm hearing there's a list of
names already, to move off SWAT,

back to patrol, put more
faces on the street

where the taxpayers can see them?
- No, that's not true.

I'm hearing my name's on the list.

There's no list.

You'd tell me if there was, right?

I promise, there's no list.

How'd the budget meeting go?

At least we looked good
on the 11:00 news.

Always helps negotiations with City Hall.

Would've been a disaster
if that suspect had escaped.

Status?

RHD's going through evidence
from the search this morning.

The jury's been transported
from the hotel.

Unis are protecting the families,

- and we're protecting the unis.
- Watch the overtime.

I didn't have a choice last night, sir.

I know. It wasn't a criticism.

We already have a morale problem.

Officers think they're gonna
get bumped off SWAT

and sent down to patrol.

I even heard a crazy rumor
that there's a list of names

for reassignment.

Which there isn't, right?

There's a list.

Nothing's final.

When were you gonna tell me?

You got enough hate

from pushing those proposals
through last year.

I could've given you better
support, I know that.

So now I was just trying to
insulate you as long as I could.

I thought we'd be able
to negotiate our way out of it.

They want more cops on the streets,

from wherever they
harvest them, including us.

Deputy chief's rolling over.

So this is real?

I hate politics.

So the juror's wife went
to stay with her mom?

You blame her? I wouldn't hang around

waiting to get burned out.

She packed her bag as soon
as she heard why we're here.

On your six.

(TIRES SQUEALING, ENGINE REVVING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

(TIRES SQUEALING, ENGINE REVVING)

(SIREN BLARING)

24-David in pursuit. Failure
to yield. Two males on board.

California plate three,
John, Robert, Queen, one,

five, eight.
- Running it.

(HORN HONKING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Hot wheels. 25-David to Dispatch.

Be advised suspicious
vehicle comes back Code 37.

Now northbound on Rollins at Ventura.

Crossed Ventura at high speed.

Carrying possible incendiary devices.

Oh, no!

(SCREAMING, YELLING)

(TIRES SCREECH)
- Whoa!

- Move! Out of the way!
- Out of the way! Out of the way!

(TIRES SQUEALING)

- (WOMAN SHRIEKS)
- Get out of the car!

- Get out of the car!
- (WOMAN GRUNTS)

(SIREN BLARING, TIRES SQUEAK)

WOMAN: Somebody help her!

Plates!

Two-nine-four-Paul That's all I got.

24-David to Command, send an R.A. Code 3.

- One victim carjacked.
- WOMAN: Help!

Two male suspects are rolling

- in a Nissan Altima...
- Somebody's hurt back there!

...with partial plates
two-nine-four-Paul.

Got to help her!
- Tan!

- (GRUNTS)
- (WOMAN WHIMPERS)

- Hey. Hey, hey, hey.
- (GROANING)

Ah, you're gonna be all right, okay?

Just breathe. Keep breathing, all right?

Paramedics are on their way.

Air 21 to command, suspect
vehicle is turned out

on to Glendale Boulevard,
eastbound, in Echo Park.

Command to all D-teams.
Suspects seen at gas station,

northeast corner of Glendale and Salazar.

LUCA: Roger that. En route.

(QUIET, INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Go this way, ma'am. This way.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER CONTINUES)

♪

♪

(CLANKING)

(GUNSHOT, BULLET RICOCHETS)

(GRUNTS) Luca, go.

What are you doing? There's cops.

HONDO: This is the Los Angeles
Police Department.

Everyone in that garage, come outside,

- hands where we can see them.
- Get ready.

At least the box will keep us
from torching the place

while they're still inside.

- Nicer than they've been.
- True that.

(GRUNTS)

(COUGHING)

HONDO: Come out with your hands
all the way in the air.

No reason to go through that pain.

Same outcome.

(COUGHING)

No!
- (YELLS IN PAIN)

We're driving out of here.

We're not just giving up.

HONDO: I don't see a lot of
options left for you in there.

Let's just get this over with.

Where are the keys? Where are the keys?!

- (COUGHING)
- (YELLS)

DEACON (OVER RADIO): Opening bay doors.

Now.

(COUGHING CONTINUES)

- I'm unarmed!
- Roll over to me.

- HONDO: Keep coming. Keep coming.
- CHRIS: Roll to me.

Come on, man. Step out of the car.

Get up. Hands behind your back.

- Hands behind your back.
- Walk towards my voice. Do it now.

- (TOMAS GRUNTING)
- Get out of the car.

- Let's go.
- (COUGHING CONTINUES)

Good choice.

Slowly. Slowly.

Turn around, keep your hands in the air.

TAN: Walk towards my voice.

Hands behind your head.

Interlock your fingers.

This is 20-David to Command
and all D-team units.

Code Four. Suspects in custody.

(BEEPING, WHIRRING)

Most of the block with
the gas station belongs

to a holding company, which also happens

to own the land under
Joseph Petrosian's building.

Well, what a coincidence.
So who's the top dog?

Best guess, George Terzian.

He's the only name registered

for the LLC that owns
the holding company.

So he's pulling the strings?

He's still flagged as a boss
in the Armenian mob,

although he's managed to stay
out of the system

ever since he beat
fed charges ten years ago.

Mug shot?

Next up.

(PHONE VIBRATING)

Go ahead, take it.

The jury's ready.

You can get there.

Lawyers always say a quick
verdict's a guilty verdict.

HONDO: But all the justice in the world

won't bring his wife back.

I keep thinking about Annie,

if the surgery had failed.

Our kids are all about the same age.

Maybe I'll go sit with him.
- Sure.

He could probably use the company.

Back even faster than you thought, huh?

Personal record.

Jury done by lunch on the first day.

Hmm.
- Andrea should be here for it.

I liked her so much.

Seeing her husband like this
makes me want to cry.

Well, it's easy to get
personally involved.

Be easier if we didn't.

No, it wouldn't.

No, it wouldn't.

But at least you brought in the doers.

Weight like this...

someone should flip
on the boss, whoever he is.

You didn't pull any evidence
from the search?

Nada. I like my criminals stupid.
- (CHUCKLES)

These guys are real.

Not for long.

They're in your crosshairs now.

You want to celebrate the verdict later?

City's paying for my hotel
room through next week.

I thought we were one-and-done.

We are.

Same as last time.

And the time before that.

All righty, then.

(GAVEL POUNDS)

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

have you reached a verdict?

Uh, no, Your Honor, we have not.

We're at an impasse.

JUDGE SHELTON: Sir, you just sent me

a note saying the jury had a decision.

Yes, Your Honor, but not a verdict.

Uh, we, uh...

we decided we're hopelessly deadlocked.

You haven't deliberated
long enough to tell me that.

FOREPERSON: We could deliberate
until the cows come home,

and we still wouldn't have a verdict.

It was all for nothing.

JUDGE SHELTON: Jurors,
I'm going to ask you one by one

if you believe you can reach

a verdict with further deliberation.

This is a yes or no answer only.

You are not to state your determination

as to guilt or innocence.

- Juror Number Two.
- No, Your Honor.

JUDGE SHELTON: Juror Number Three.

- JUROR THREE: No, Your Honor.
- JUDGE SHELTON: Juror Number Four.

JUROR FOUR: No, Your Honor.

JUDGE SHELTON: Juror Number Five.

Guy in the leather jacket.

JUDGE SHELTON: Juror Number Six.

JUROR SIX: No, Your Honor.

Petrosian definitely made eyes with him.

So who is he?
- PETER: Our kids lost their mom.

I lost my wife so her rich boss
could buy some pull

in City Hall and get even richer?

- Public servants for sale.
- (ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

There he is.

Let's use the stairs.

(CHATTER IN ARMENIAN)

There's George Terzian right there.

Stay by the door.

Roger that.

HONDO: Oh, hey, man.

Didn't I just see you at the courthouse

at Joe Petrosian's trial?

You were the only one there
who didn't look shocked.

Be sure to get the baklava
for both of you.

L.A.'s Finest eat free here.

Oh. Appreciate that,
but there's no need. I'm good.

You the owner?

Uh, no, I'm the owner.

If you're not here on police business,

can you please not bother my customers?

Am I bothering either one of you?

Have a good day, Hondo.

And how do you know my name, George?

I'd say we both know the value
of information.

(SCOFFS) I'm really looking
forward to your next mug shot.

BAILIFF: This was in the jury room.

I don't know how this
got in there, counselor.

I double-checked that room
myself before the jury arrived.

I even unlocked the door for them.

What is it, Bob?

They all knew. The jury knew?

That's why they didn't
come in with a verdict.

Playing like he's stone cold.

Terzian's sure we can't touch him.

Yeah, well, he's wrong about that.

You think they'd age out of the business.

Or get smart enough
to make less of a mess.

Old doesn't make you smart.

You just can't tell
the difference anymore.

So I just spoke with Andrea's mother.

Peter asked her to stay with the kids.

Now, she thinks he took his gun
to use on himself,

and he's not answering his cell phone.

HONDO: You ping it?

Location should be coming up now.

LUCA: If he's got a gun,

is he looking to hurt himself
or someone else?

DEACON: I don't know. Where is he?

That's not far from Petrosian's house.

- Oh, no.
- He's going after him.

He doesn't know we're on these guys.

Go stop him.

Captain Cortez?

Street. I heard you were first
on the scene last night.

Yeah, we couldn't save the victim.

At least you cornered the suspect.

What can I do for you?

Well, I was just talking with Harold.

In the armory?
- Yeah.

And, uh, with the hiring freeze
and the hold on overtime,

he's stretched really thin.

And I know it's affecting SWAT
readiness, so I was thinking,

maybe I could help out in there.

On my own time. Just strictly volunteer.

Then I don't even have to know about it.

Thanks.

It's good to see you again.

You, too.

What do you think you're doing?

- Let's go.
- (GRUNTS)

(PANTING RAPIDLY)

Stop hyperventilating, Joe.

I don't want any more bodies.

All of this is your fault.

The idiot came looking for you, not me.

Zero problems until you decided

to branch out into bribery.

Who even gets caught for that?

- I made us a fortune.
- Not if you had to forfeit

the whole damn building
with a guilty verdict.

My building.

You're just a name on a piece of paper.

I'd have never flipped on you,
and you know that.

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♪

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PETROSIAN: Don't make me a part of this.

TERZIAN: Look what you caused.

- And it's not over yet. (SIGHS)
- Not in here.

The man came here with a gun,

which needs to go off in his hand.

(MUFFLED SIGH)

TERZIAN: Some other place,

because now there's no choice.

TERZIAN: Take him.

(GRUNTS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(GRUNTING AND GROANING)

- Put your hands up! Put your hands up!
- Don't move! On the ground!

Stay right there! Turn around!

(GROANING)

No! Deac, don't. Don't.

You ready for that mug shot, George?

(GROANS, PANTING)

Did you kill them?

No... but we got 'em.

(PANTING)

Where's your attorney?

I'm changing counsel.

- NIA: He fired you.
- PETROSIAN: He specializes

in white collar. He's out of his depth.

Me, too.

This was just supposed to be
a business deal, right?

I didn't know what was gonna happen.

I just thought
some money might change hands.

It's good for everybody.

- Not this.
- Then make it right.

Agree to testify,
and I'll recommend leniency.

Terzian's never gonna trust you again.

Means you got a short shelf life.

Joe, I'm your best friend right now.

I may even be your only friend.

I don't want to be your last friend.

Mr. Petrosian's ready
to make a sworn statement.

We need a stenographer.

It's on the way, counselor.

(SIGHS)

You handled your business in there.

Not all of it.

I can't touch the guys he bribed yet.

He's a tainted witness working a deal.

Gives them deniability.

You just drove a truck

through the Armenian mob.
- (SIGHS)

George Terzian's never
gonna get out. That is huge.

Why can't you just take a moment
and appreciate that?

I'm hard to please.

(CHUCKLES) I hadn't noticed.

Oh. I talked to my colleague
about the case you mentioned.

He's kicking the charges.

- Just like that?
- Once the kid was out on bail,

the leverage went away.
When they're locked up,

90% plead, whether they're guilty or not.

Keeps the win-loss stats good
for the office.

But no points for justice?

The case wasn't making the docket anyway.

Too big a time suck
without enough upside.

This D.A. a friend of yours?

He's a type. Not my type.

There shouldn't be two systems...

one for the rich and one for the poor.

Go get your dad's car.

I'll be at the hotel if you
happen to get there eventually.

Oh, I know the way.

This way.

Street came to see me today.

He wants to help out in the armory.

Strictly volunteer.

Why?

Think he's trying to make amends.

All right, thanks. That's good
to know. Night, Captain.

See you tomorrow.

Tan?
- Yeah.

I need to tell you I was wrong.

I'm sorry, but there is a list,

and you're on it.

It's not official,
it hasn't been finalized,

and I'm gonna fight for every name on it,

but reassignment's looking
like a real thing.

Man.

We've all worked too hard
to make SWAT as good as it is

with officers as good as you are.

It's not a done deal.

Forget the politics and focus on the job,

same as always.

Thanks, Captain.

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

Do you not remember
which car you stole last night?

When I hold the pink slip,
I own the car, sir.

I moved my car out of
your garage. That's not theft.

- In whose world?
- HONDO: All right, listen here.

I'm gonna give you
my credit card for your fee.

Then you give my father his car
and his pink slip.

- It's not that simple.
- Why not?

Car wasn't worth as much as I thought.

'64 Chevy Impala in cherry condition.

With how many times around the odometer?

At least one more
than you swore and signed.

- Okay, hold up, hold up, Pop.
- You hear what he's trying to do, son.

He trying to keep my car.

I don't have your car!

I sold it to cover my fee.

You owed me the money, sir.

I am gonna refund you the difference.

That's what I was checking
on the computer.

You didn't call me and tell me
you were selling my car.

Blue Book's $700.

I ain't done with you!

Have a good evening.

Pops, stop. You're a hothead.

Yeah, well, it used to run in the family.

Look, the new owners have had
your car for less than a day.

- We're gonna buy it back.
- How we gonna find it?

I installed a tracker.

When?

So that you and Brie could spy on me?

That's just shameful, son.

It means we can find your car, Pop.

(DOOR OPENS, BELLS JINGLE)

(SIGHS)

You ready?

Don't say, "One day at a time."

(SIGHS)

It wasn't all for nothing.

Just wasn't worth it.

Peter?

I'll call you tomorrow.

You don't have to.

I know.

(SIGHS)

You think it's in there?

Signal don't lie, Pop.

When I first got that car,
I showed it to your Mom.

Man, she was red hot.

Yeah, she was
because you broke her budget.

We could drive that car anywhere.

Any part of town,
and we were always in style.

We could even drive it to the Westside,

which we sometimes
called "the white side."

(CHUCKLES)

But people would look at you like...

like you were somebody,

you know what I mean?
- Mm-hmm.

And your mom... she loved it.

What are you talking about?
She hated that car.

Really?
- Yeah.

Did she ever mention to you

that your life started
in the back seat of that car?

Okay, whoa, whoa. What?!
- (CHUCKLES)

Yeah. Well, when we got married,

we were still living with her folks,

and sometimes that car was
the only privacy that we had.

Okay, I'm really not trying
to hear this right now.

A lot of good memories in the back seat.

Oh, come on, Pops. Stop, man. Stop.

What I'm trying to tell you, son, is,

it's more than just a car to me.

Okay, and I got that, but are we done?

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

HONDO: Hey.

Hmm?
- Here comes your seller.

What if he refuses?

He kept the car for himself.

You gentlemen know
stalking's a crime, don't you?

How about fraud?

Why didn't you tell me
you were a cop before?

Because I was off-duty,

and I don't use my badge
to ask for any favors.

Now might be a good time for you to start

to repent for your actions, partner.

See my boy here...
he's a SWAT team leader.

There's been a misunderstanding here.

So, why don't we rectify that?

I think you said a fair price
for my father's car

was $700 over your fee.

That's $700.

You want to count it?

No need.
- Where's the pink slip?

- Glove compartment.
- You better not have damaged my starter

when you hotwired my car.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

My father will take his car now.

Thank you, son.

- I'll follow you home, Pop.
- No, won't be no need for that.

It's just a waste of gas.

Besides, ain't you got
nothing better to do?

Don't worry about it. It's still early.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES, ENGINE STARTS)

Hey.

No rolling stops, you hear me?

I have no idea what you talking about.

(CHUCKLES)

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