All language subtitles for S.W.A.T. 4x03 - The Black Hand Man (English)

- Leroy.
- Previously on SWAT...

I tried to keep my son

out of the life,

but he just keeps looking for it.

Are you ready to turn your back
on all this noise

and go down a different road
than your daddy?

We both want you to stay here.

You're gonna have to promise
to stay out of trouble.

- I-I promise.
- Welcome to the family.

- She gonna make SWAT?
- I haven't even met her.

Maybe the next time you're headed
to the range, I could tag along.

I don't really do

- personal training sessions.
- Oh.

You might be good
enough and still not make it.

Thanks for your honesty.

Which means you have to be
the best in your class.

We can't give 'em any excuse
to pass you over.

Well-deserved, Erika!

- Welcome to SWAT!
- Yeah.

25-David, good to go.

26-David, set.

On my count... three,

two, one.

First gunman down!

Second gunman down!

- My heroes.
- Not bad for the JV team.

Rocker, if we're JV, what does
that make you, Pop Warner?

Before you answer that, I think
you got some paint to wash off.

Don't forget the egg on your face.

Yeah, Tan's the man!

Excuse me, guys.

Tan's got fans.

Must be nice.

Street?

He's not the only one.

Molly texted, asking if we're
all square for dinner tonight.

Yes, sir. My place, 8:00.

Steaks have been marinating
since this morning.

Rib eye for you, as requested.

Excellent.

I wanted you to know I've been
seeing how hard you've been

working lately and I'm-I'm impressed.

When you're dating a woman
as amazing as your daughter,

it's easy to go the extra mile.

I was talking about the drill, Street.

Your team beat the scenario
in record time.

Apparently, I'm gonna have
to up the difficulty level.

Attention to detail under duress.

Do you see how communication
helped make this op successful?

Yes, sir. Good, watch it again.

And then watch it again.

How's this class look?

A couple promising candidates.

Durham?

Why don't you tell Officer Alonso

what you learned about
hostage rescue today.

Efficient navigation of
civilians, bad guys and terrain.

When making decisions, slow is fast.

All right, very good, thank you.

No, thank you, Sergeant.

Why'd you make him wear the cap of shame?

Well, Durham's squared away.

Cap keeps him humble.

Ha ha, my dawg!

My dawg, you good?

Hey, man, yeah, yeah. How you doing?

Oh, man, I'm good, I'm good.

- It's good to see you.
- You, too, homey.

Crazy times, right?

How you holding up with
all these safety rules?

I'm maintaining, man.

I'm healthy. I appreciate you

taking time out of your schedule
coming down here.

Come on, man, it's nothing. All love.

And I figured
you'd want an update on Darryl.

He's doing good, man.

He's been out there marching
with the protestors.

He's also headed to court.

He's fighting for joint custody
for your grandson.

And don't worry, I'm gonna get
him the letters that you sent.

Hey, why don't I give them to him myself?

Yeah, man, I'm looking at early parole.

Might be as early as next week.

What are you talking about?
I-I thought you had six,

seven more years, at least. How?

I don't know.
Honestly, I don't care, man.

I got to go before the board in two days.

That's why I called you here.

You want me to speak on your behalf.

Hey, man, you got status.

Right? Respect in the system?

They hear you say a couple
of quality things about me,

I'm out of here, no problem.

I can't even remember...

the last time we talked
outside this place.

And now I get a-a second chance
to be a father to my son.

Leroy... I'm happy for you.

I really am.

But?

If I speak on your behalf...

I rep the LAPD, man.

That involves more than just
you and me going way back.

All right, no doubt, no doubt.

You got to, you got to check
with your boss, man.

Nah, nah, nah, it ain't about
that, it's more than that.

I'd have to stake my entire reputation

that you'd stay clean if you get out.

Which I will.

Oh, come on, dawg.

All right, I know...

I know you got to do what you got to do.

Just considering everything
we've been through though,

I mean, I... I trust you got my back.

All love, right?

No doubt.

Hey, great job at the shoot house.

Thanks, Erika.

I got to say, it's nice looking across

and seeing you in a SWAT uniform.

Right back at you. After two
years of working night shift,

I'm still getting used
to new faces on 50-Squad.

And they're getting used
to mine. Hope I can fit in.

Got to learn everything you can,
move up the ranks.

How'd you do it?

I looked for every opportunity.

Like the T.L.I. liaison thing.

- "T.L.I."?
- Tactical Leadership Institute.

It's part of why Luca's in Germany.

He's working with security forces

from a few different countries.

We have a competition here at SWAT.

Winner gets to travel there.

Run security exercises for a month

with other anti-terrorist groups.

A chance to show real leadership ability,

- set up for promotion?
- Yep, and then I also

have to interview with Hicks.
He makes the final call.

I got to think you're a shoo-in.

I like the way you think.

Just keep your head down!

Go! Get in the bus!

Move! Go! Go! Everybody, shut up

and get to the back of the bus now!

You stay right there! Sit down!

All available units respond.

Hostage situation
with two armed male suspects

on a Metro bus. 1900 block of Magnolia.

- What do we got?
- Metro gave us access

to the bus camera.

There's two shooters
and five civilians inside,

including the driver.

Could breach the windows,
tenderize them with stinger

grenades but can't control who we hit.

Same problem with gas.

We'd have to go in immediately,
but in that tight of space,

there's a good chance people get hurt.

With the tinted windows on that bus,

snipers can't get a sight line inside.

If we don't have eyes,
we got to make eyes.

Street, post up.

Deacon, Chris, nonlethal, stay close.

Roger that.

This is LAPD!

We need you to exit that bus
and drop your weapons!

You think we can't see you in there?

We can see you now!
We know your plan isn't to die!

You were forced into this!

Chain of circumstances.

Well, circumstances are a crazy thing.

Don't force us to make yours worse!

- Don't shoot!
- On your knees!

- Hands behind your head!
- On your knees now!

- On your knees! Drop the weapon!
- On your knees!

- Hands behind your head!
- Don't move!

20-David.

Suspects in custody.

Patrol spoke to witnesses.

This whole thing started
with a car chase.

And then a guy in cuffs
fled in a shot-up minivan.

Before that, there were
gunshots in a neighborhood

- not far from here.
- We better check it out.

Lot of ammo fired here.

Keep your eyes peeled.

Looks like the action started inside

- and then spilled out here.
- This place has been shot to hell.

Hondo!

FBI?

What the hell happened here?

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The two shooters
from the bus just told me

they'd rather do time than talk to a cop.

Doubt they're gonna be much help.

Copy that.

Whatever happened in that apartment

led to the chase and barricade.

Car found at the scene?

Plates were registered to the FBI.

So between this
and those two dead agents...

Bureau's got some explaining to do.

This is Special Agent Melvin Woods.

I've known him since I was a
boot and he was a junior G-man.

What you got, Mel?

Those agents were Earl
and Damon, two of my best.

I spent the last hour
informing their families.

- Our sincere condolences.
- Thanks, Bob.

They didn't deserve to die this way.

I assume that apartment was
a safe house. Who was it for?

Rocco Contoursi.

He's a capo in the Venuti crime family.

My old watch commander
still tells stories about them.

For years, the Venutis
controlled all gambling

and black hand business in L.A.

- Racketeering.
- They used to use extreme violence

to collect debts...
When that didn't work,

their specialty was armed robbery

with an emphasis on murder.

They used to be heavy hitters,

but not so much
the last couple of decades.

Probably why they assigned
a dinosaur like me

- to work them.
- Well, business slowed.

Mafia's influence declined.

Today, the family is on its last breath.

Hasn't stopped them from trying

to reclaim their glory days, though.

But now, with two agents dead,

- they've got our attention again.
- You put the Mafia

back on its heels, it makes them
desperate and dangerous.

Look, if the FBI wants
to cross-swear my officers,

consider it done.

Rocco was supposed to testify
before a grand jury

- in three days.
- Except somebody

located the safe house,
killed those two agents,

and now Rocco's in the wind.

Without his testimony, the Venuti family

stays open for business.

Besides those two agents,
they also shot a civilian.

They'll kill anybody to get at Rocco.

Well, then let's find him first.

Put out feelers at nearby hospitals.

Witnesses say Rocco was bleeding
pretty badly when he fled the scene.

Maybe we can catch him
looking for medical attention.

Rocco's not the boss
of the Venuti family,

but he's been a loyal captain for years.

His little brother Tony became
a soldier this year.

Rocco agreed to talk to the FBI.

Makes him a rat in their eyes.

- Can't be many people he can trust.
- Well, the only person

that he spoke to since
the FBI arrested him:

His ex-wife, Gina.

They've spoken a few times, actually.

She lives in Northridge.

Trauma nurse.

Maybe he'll contact her again.

FBI safe houses
are supposed to be confidential.

We checked the phone records
of the only three people

who knew the address.

One of them, an FBI clerk,

received a call a few days ago

from an illegal gambling den downtown.

Could be one of Venuti's places.

The mob controls most
backroom gambling in the city.

And that FBI clerk could've leaked

that info to the mob.

Let the Feds worry about their leak.

Chris, you and I'll talk to the ex-wife.

Street, you update Hondo, and
check out that gambling site.

Okay.

Commander, you got a minute?

Sure. What do you need?

Advice.

A guy I grew up with in my neighborhood,

serving a long sentence,
said he's up for parole

seven years earlier than expected.

Does that sound possible?

Well, the state's looking
to save resources

due to prison overcrowding.

The pandemic's played a role, too.

Inmates in good standing
have a better chance

of getting out early release.

Well, believe me, it's something
we plan on keeping our eye on

- once they start hitting the streets.
- Sir, sir, it's not that.

It's not that.

He asked me if I would speak
on his behalf with the parole board.

As a sergeant of the LAPD?

How do you feel about it?

Real talk?

He's the closest thing I have
to an old-school brother.

But he also made decisions that
landed him behind bars.

Many times. Yeah, serious stuff.

Well, if you're asking
if I approve of you

speaking on his behalf, I say this:

I trust your judgment
and whatever you decide to do.

But the question is

do you trust your pal to stay clean?

Got it.

According to Vice, this is the spot.

It may not look it, but behind
that taco joint's a mini Vegas.

Hey, what up, Chino?

Not every day you see a taco
joint with its own bouncer.

Rival bangers drop weapons
and beef at the door

for a chance to gamble
big-time money inside.

All right, let's join the party.

I'll let the Feds know.

This is 20-David. We'll cover the front.

You guys enter the back.

Roger that, 20-David. FBI going in.

No, no, no, no, no.
Take it easy, big man.

- You reach, we teach.
- Put it on the table.

LAPD and FBI. We got a search warrant.

This is the FBI. I want everyone out.

Down on the ground.
Everyone, take a seat.

Anybody here not got a warrant?

Yeah, well, listen up.

If y'all want leniency,
somebody's gotta tell me

who's running this joint.

Since you interrupted my games,
we might as well chat.

- Right this way, ma'am.
- Let's go.

Street, help the Feds
get these guys out of here.

On your feet.

Sorry, folks, looks like
today's not your lucky day.

I recognize you
from Vice reports. Lulu Wan.

I thought you ran with
MTS out of Garden Grove.

Petty theft and dice games.

- That was so last year.
- You're Korean.

You're Chinese. What of it, pretty boy?

Backroom games are Mafia territory.

How'd you get permission
from the mob to run this place?

Venuti family got desperate.

They don't have the manpower to run

their own businesses anymore,

so they started selling
their establishments

to me and others.

Well, somebody in there
called the Feds and got

- an address to a safe house.
- Wasn't me or my people.

Had to be Peter Venuti.

Venuti's head of the family.

Before he became the boss,

he had almost 33 bodies connected to him.

Venuti still thinks the mob

can make a comeback,
but it's over for them.

We think he's hunting
an ex-captain of his,

- Rocco Contoursi.
- I know about Rocco.

We all work the same rackets.

He agreed to talk to the Feds.

But, uh, if Rocco's own
brother wants him dead,

I don't know who I can point you to.

Rocco's kid brother Tony.

You're saying he's working with Venuti

to hunt down his own brother?

Nice family, right?

Deadline just passed.

They're listing all the applicants

for the T.L.I. competition.

I didn't know you made climbing cadre.

A couple years ago.

I had to crawl over
Rocker to get it. Literally.

Who's coming in second to you?

Sullivan from 70-Squad has a
pretty good record in the field.

But he doesn't have many cadres,

and he's terrible at interviews.

Bernard and Scura, from 40-Squad.

They'll be more focused on taking
each other down than winning.

Hey, hold up.

Did you know Tan and Street
were signing up?

No.

Shouldn't be a problem.

You've got seniority over them.

Ms. Albert, thank you for coming in.

Has your ex-husband tried to
contact you in the last 24 hours?

Why would Rocco do that?
There's a reason I'm an ex.

Venuti's after him. Rocco's injured.

Might have no other options.

First time Rocco and I met was in an ICU.

He came in after some bar fight.

I'm a nurse, so I treated his injuries.

What can I say?

I got a thing for damaged guys.

But after we got married,

I told him I wouldn't clean up
his blood anymore.

Your ex is a Mafia captain.
Didn't that bother you?

I know Rocco has done some bad things,

but for the people he loves,
there is nothing he wouldn't do.

He agreed to testify against
the family, didn't he?

Maybe he's changing for the better.

Do you know where he is?

You still love him, don't you?

Look, Rocco's third-generation mob.

He's got a lot of pride.

None of us want to die on our knees.

Right now, he's out there all alone,

and if Venuti catches up
to him before we do,

how do you think that ends?

You really think you can save him?

We're his best shot.

With your help.

That's the signal. He's here.

Che bella.

Rocco.

Rocco Contoursi, LAPD.

I just want you to be safe.

- I know.
- Best for you to come with us.

Show us your hands.

Yeah.

Welcome to your new safe house.
A lot safer than your last one.

The FBI rescheduled
the grand jury for tomorrow,

so you can sit tight here until then.

Gina's a good woman. Tell her
I don't blame her for this.

But I'm not testifying.

Your deal with the FBI is
hanging by a thread as it is.

I had nothing to do with
those two Feds getting killed.

Your crime family stormed the safe house

and you fled the scene.

Tell us a different story.

They tried to kill me, too.

- You pick up my brother?
- No.

- Tony's still in the wind.
- Find him.

Find him, and then I'll talk.

You got a lot of love
for a brother who tried to

- put a bullet in you.
- Tony's a good kid.

He's only been a soldier
for a few months.

Venuti brought him to that safe house,

put a gun in his hand to kill me.

His own brother.

- Loyalty test.
- Tony couldn't pull the trigger.

That's why things went sideways.

One of the Feds went for his piece,

everybody started shooting at each other.

It spilled outside. I grabbed
the car keys and split.

I don't love what I did for Venuti,

but it put steaks in the freezer.

I only asked him one thing:
Keep my brother out of it.

Times got hard for Venuti.

He broke his word, recruited Tony.

So that's why you cut
a deal with the Feds.

I made same deal with the FBI
as I did with Venuti.

Protect my brother and
I'll do whatever you ask.

If you want us to save Tony,
then you've got to

- help us find Venuti.
- All the federal heat

on his head, Venuti's
probably scrambling,

trying to get out of the country.

He'll keep Tony alive as his ace card,

to keep me from talking.

But once Venuti's in the clear,
he won't need Tony anymore.

Venuti will be gone, and Tony...

will be at the bottom of the Pacific.

Hey, Mel, Venuti's gonna
need cash to leave the country

and lay low; That kind of
ripcord costs plenty.

More than a dying family has.

All their rackets have dried up.

What about family debts?
They seem desperate enough

to call in markers.

The FBI has years of the
family's financial history.

I'll have my team send over
everything they have.

Tan, grab Chris and Street

and start digging through those files.

Organized crime. What a thankless beat.

Surveillance, informants, auditing.

Death by paperwork.
You never really get a win.

When you do, another weed
just fills in the cracks.

We got Venuti in our sights, Mel.

Now's our chance to grab this family

by the whole damn root.

Hey, I just got
your message, D. You good?

Uh, not sure.

Look, I just got out of class
and got a collect call.

From prison.

Your pop.

Yeah. He said he might
be getting out early.

He said you're gonna help him
with his parole hearing.

No kidding.

I'm sorry. I didn't know

he was gonna reach out to you
like that. Um...

Look, um, I haven't decided

whether or not I'm gonna speak
at the, uh...

How are you feeling about the
possibility of him being back?

Excited, I guess.

But nervous.

I haven't seen him in the real world

since I was a little kid.

I spent the half of my
life trying to be like him

and the last couple years
trying not to be.

But if him getting out means
I can't live with you anymore,

then I don't want that.

Darryl,

listen to me.

As far as I'm concerned,

I'm always gonna be here for you
for anything you need.

And no matter what happens
with your father,

nothing we have is gonna change.

Know that.

Okay.

Thanks.

Well, so far,
I've found six local businesses

suspected of owing debts to
the mob from the FBI's files.

Three car dealerships,
a winery, two nightclubs.

I got patrol units on all those spots,

but there's got to be more.

Chris, anything
interesting in your stack?

26-David to 24-David.

Sorry, I'm just trying to focus.
Got a lot on my mind.

Anything you need help with?

Why did you both sign up for T.L.I.?

Why not?

Is-is it a big deal?

Just never heard you two
talk about it at all.

I didn't know you had any interest.

At first, I-I didn't.
But SWAT's never had

anything like this
for lower-ranking officers.

There's only one spot.

And you want that to be you.

I told you guys two weeks ago
I was going for it.

Kind of maybe remember you
mentioning something. Come on,

you didn't expect to be the
only 20-Squad member up for it.

Well, I don't love competing
against my teammates.

Listen, I didn't realize that it was
this important to you.

I'll pull my name.

No. Okay, now-now you're making it worse.

First you're pissed 'cause, what,

we sign up, and now
we can't drop out? I mean,

- can't win.
- I didn't say I was pissed. I just...

I don't want to win it

because you dropped out.
I want to win it straight up.

Then win it straight up.

I don't get the problem here.

Okay. I don't...
I don't have to explain myself.

A patrol spotted Venuti at one
of the businesses we flagged.

The winery.

Rocco's brother Tony is with him.

Great. Let's go.

Tony, you begged me to be in this family.

You begged me.

And I finally give you responsibility,

and you panicked. Mr. Venuti, please.

I-I didn't know you were gonna
ask me to kill my own brother.

What do you think a soldier does?

I point, and you shoot.

I need soldiers.

Are you still interested
in being a soldier?

This is my only safe.
Let me just talk to Peter.

Peter. Peter, why are you
doing this to me?

William, your winery wouldn't exist

without the money
my family gave you to start it.

So I'm just here to collect, all right?

I want cash. I want all of it.

I paid you

every penny I owed you plus interest.

- I owe you nothing.
- Doesn't matter.

This is all there is.

I don't have cash
just lying around like that.

Fine. You want to lie to me?

Tony?

Shoot him in the face.

Wait, wait. No, no. No, please.

Someone's here. Pull the trigger.

No.

- Please, no.
- Pull the trigger!

Please.

Slow them down.

Come on. Come on. Let's go.

Street, back!

Move!

Last man.

Hondo, wine cellar. Chris and Street,

cover the door. Make sure
nobody but us comes back up.

LAPD SWAT. Where'd they go?

There's another exit to the cellar.

Please, please, just be careful.

Anything we need to be aware of?

Venuti sold me this land
to start my business.

There's tunnels underneath it.

His family used to run booze
through it in the '30s.

Those tunnels ain't on our maps.

Deacon, move.

LAPD! Show us your hands.

Deacon, hold. Hold.

Tony!

I can see you, kid. Listen to me.

We talked to your brother,
and he's worried about you.

All this Mafia stuff,
he knows it ain't you.

My brother doesn't hate me?

But Venuti tried to get me to kill him.

Yeah, but you didn't.

You haven't done anything serious yet.

There's still a way out of
this if you come with us.

We're not asking you to trust us.

We're asking you to trust your brother.

Come on out, man.

Can't do it.

You really want me to trust

that rat brother of mine?

And his cop friends?

You tell my brother

I'll never forgive him for flipping.

He's the biggest disgrace
in our family since Uncle Bobby.

You tell him that.

Tac lights. He's on the move.

I see three different exit points.

Which way did he take?

Could be any one of them.

Venuti knows we're on his tail.
Now, what's the biggest,

quickest score he could go after?

Where's my kid brother?

Venuti's still got him. Now,
what aren't you telling us?

I said everything
I could think of already!

Once you're in,
it takes hold of your life.

And I was a fool thinking
I could keep Tony out of it.

No, no. There is still hope for Tony
based on what I heard.

- You talked to Tony?
- We tried to.

And we got the sense
that he wanted to come with us,

but then all of a sudden,
he pulled a 180.

And I ain't no fool.
It was a little over-the-top.

That kid never could talk tough.

He told me to give you a message.

That you're the biggest disgrace
since Uncle Bobby.

Does that mean anything to you?

Yeah.

A-After our dad died,

I joined the Venuti family.
Tony was young back then.

He wanted to know where
the money was coming from.

I didn't want him to know the truth,

so I made up this long-lost uncle,

Uncle Bobby, who sent us money.

I said he was a congressman or something.

Now, Tony got older,
figured out the truth,

but it stayed a little joke of ours.

Like, anytime we see

a two-faced politician on TV,

Tony would ask,
"Hey, is that my Uncle Bobby?"

Tony's been by Venuti's
side this entire time.

He might have just given us
his next target.

- Uncle Bobby?
- No.

A politician.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Uh, I'm hitting the range
tonight if you want to join.

Just need every minute
of training I can get.

Is this about Tan and Street?

Come on, you're not seriously worried

about beating them, are you?

I know how good they are.

Tan's got one more cadre than me.

Street's been central
to huge undercover ops.

Not to mention he's dating

the daughter of the guy that's gonna make

the final call, you know?

They're your friends, Chris. No matter

what happens, that's not gonna change.

They don't feel like friends right now.

They're acting like I didn't
tell them how badly I want this.

You mean they're men?

Sometimes we say things,

we think we're being clear,

and they hear something
totally different.

But you already know that,

so what is this really about?

I, uh...

We are not allowed to worry.

Not openly, anyway.

Show the first sign of weakness

as a woman here in SWAT, and that's it.

We're done in their minds.

I get it.

Also, um...

I'm sorry I'm loading on you here, but...

It's okay.

Things are not great.

I'm still living at my uncle's,

and it's getting harder to keep
pretending everything's okay.

Street's got Molly. Tan's engaged.

I don't know. Maybe that's why

the idea of losing to them
bothers me so much.

They don't need to pretend like
things are working out for them.

You remember
when I was trying out for SWAT

and asked for your help,

and you told me you couldn't?

You said that I had to push myself.

I had to do it without you.

That was SWAT Academy.
This is totally different.

I'm gonna tell you the exact same thing.

You don't need
anyone else's help to beat them.

And I got plans after work.

Guess I'll see you tomorrow.

I heard you got something
on Venuti's next target.

- Let's hear it.
- I went through all his businesses.

I pulled anyone with ties

to political contributions. Found this.

Meet Georgia Porter. In the '90s,

she and her husband started
a string of car dealerships.

FBI believes they used
start-up money from Venuti.

Now she's a widow and one
of the richest women in L.A.

Pulled her social media, found this.

She's hosting an exclusive
fundraiser at her Bel-Air house

today for a Senate candidate, David Long.

Agent Woods just called.

The FBI fast-tracked the warrant
to the security footage

of Porter's gated community.
They're transferring it now.

What's Venuti gonna steal
at a fundraiser?

Security at these things
is surprisingly slim.

Unelected Senate candidate
is a pretty low-risk job,

but it's a black-tie event.

A private event like
this... it could cost

up to 50 grand a plate.

So to answer your question,
these guests...

They'll be wearing watches and jewelry

- that costs more than cars.
- Not to mention,

Ms. Porter's worth over a hundred mill.

How much you think
she got stashed at her house?

It'll be a straight smash and grab.

This is the security
feed at the main gate.

These gates normally have an
attendant, but I don't see one.

Roll it back.

- Stop.
- That's Venuti.

He's with Tony.

That was 15 minutes ago.

Okay, everybody, listen up.
This is how it's gonna go.

Everything you have on you,
you put in those bags... watches,

wallets, cash, everything.

You can go to hell.

And you can come with us.

Bring her upstairs.

- No, no.
- No.

Kid, sometimes we get what
we want, sometimes we don't.

And you've been such a pain
in my ass, I've decided,

you're not cut out for this business.

But I chose you.

Really?

You're just like your brother,
and I drown rats.

Come on.

We got a safe to find.

All right, Chris, the two
of you take the two side.

Deac and I got the four.
Street and Tan, sweep the house.

24-David. I see two armed men
guarding the tent with hostages.

No sign of Venuti.

Someone's in the pool!
That's Tony. We got to move.

26-David. No eyes on Venuti.

But this house is massive.

We give away positions,
he'll have the advantage.

Tony doesn't have time. Initiate!

LAPD!

LAPD!

We got to get out of here.

Little help?

Get him up.

Kill her.

Turn him over.

25-David.

Venuti's on the move out a side passage

on the east side of the house.

24-David in pursuit.

24-David.

Venuti's in custody.

Had to come down and see
the cuffs slapped on him myself.

Well, safe to say, the Venuti
family is finished for good.

Well, the brass has already moved me

onto new black hand syndicates.

It never really ends.

Well, I thank you.

Sometimes this job seems thankless.

I just want you to know
that's not always the case.

Hey, good work, Alonso.

I heard that was a hell
of a 40-meter sprint.

It was way more than 40, sir.

See I missed out on all the fun.

What, no bad guys
to chase in Berlin, huh?

Ha, hell no. They won't let me loose

on the streets in my off time.

- It's their loss.
- I see the T.L.I. sign-ups closed.

Chris, Street and Tan all
competing against each other.

I didn't expect that.

Yeah, sounds like things are
already getting kind of frosty.

No, I see it in our drills here.
Germans want

to beat the Italians
who want to beat the French.

Competition has a way
of sharpening steel.

- Or ruining chemistry.
- I'll keep an eye on 'em.

Yeah, I'll check up on 'em, too.

- Luca, bud, we miss you.
- Wait a minute.

You're telling me I had to
travel halfway across the world

to finally start feeling the love?

Hey, Luca, I don't know what's going on.

I think we're losing you, man.
You're breaking up. Hey, Luca?

- Oh, hell no, don't even think about...
- Luca, later.

Hmm. Hey, Deac, seriously, though,

- keep an eye on the three young'uns.
- Will do.

All right.

Thought you had plans.

Thought you needed more
range time to practice.

Look at that grouping.

My last shot was a hair wide.

Well, you're probably anticipating it,

loosening your grip just a little.

Just my humble two cents.

Sorry, by the way. I, uh...

I shouldn't have ghosted you
in SWAT Academy.

I might have been thinking more
about my own image

than what you needed.

See, that's the crazy thing.
It was what I needed.

You're right. Things are always
gonna be different for us.

Harder.

I needed to embrace that

in order to push myself to be
the best that I could be.

You taught me that.

Thanks for reminding me.

I'm gonna kick their asses.

Look, um...

I don't mean to interrupt
your homework, uh...

There's something I got to talk about.

Your pop.

I want you to hear it straight from me.

I am not gonna speak on his
behalf at the parole hearing.

Hey.

Listen to me. Please.

When I was your age,

my two best friends
never graduated high school.

I was the only one.

And my mom... She was always on me

about staying safe and hanging
out with the wrong crowd,

and, you know, I just thought

she was nagging me too much, but...

...it took me years to realize
that she was terrified.

She was scared that I wouldn't
live to be a grown man.

And, Darryl, you are 17 years old,

and you are so close to making it.

But you make one wrong move,

and your entire life is different.

You are in a phase of life,
being a Black man,

that is vulnerable and it is dangerous.

Wrong place, wrong time,

wrong people, wrong cops,

and you're dead

or in prison.

You have worked too hard, and
we have come too far for that.

D, I cannot gamble on you losing
the progress that you've made

with anyone on this planet.

Even your father.

Now, if I truly thought that
he could lead a clean life,

then maybe this would
be different, but...

But you don't think that's gonna happen?

I just can't put my name

on saying to a parole board that he will.

So that means he's not getting out?

I don't know.

So, it's "no," huh?

That's how it is?

Leroy...

the first thing the board's gonna ask me

is if I think you're gonna get back
to doing dirt if you get released.

- And I'm not.
- Come on, man. Please.

You've been pulling strings from
behind bars this whole time.

What you think you're gonna do
when you get out of here?

Be a barber or something?

I don't plan on coming back here.

All that talk about changing the world,

and you got no faith in rehabilitation.

Leroy, I wish you luck, man.

I really do.

But you're gonna have to do this
thing without my recommendation.

Yo, we ain't done, man.
Sit your bitch ass down.

This really about protecting
your name as a cop,

or is it about keeping my boy
to yourself?

Okay. You know what? I wasn't trying
to bring Darryl into this.

But you're the one
who reached out and called him.

But since you're asking me,
it's about both, man.

There's a version of this life
where you're sitting here

- instead of me.
- Don't do that.

You made your own decisions, Leroy!

We both wanted revenge for Big Darryl.

I was just the one who acted on it,

did time for it, changed my trajectory.

You know people tried
to kill me twice in here?

Meanwhile, you out there, living life,

playing Daddy to my son.

Something I gave you permission to do.

And it's what's best for Darryl!

All the times I had your back,

and you can't do this one thing for me?!

Leroy, you're my brother.

No. Don't you ever call me that again.

You want to leave me in here to rot?

I will rain down smoke on your
ass like you ain't never seen.

You're gonna bring threats now?

Prediction.

Till next time, Leroy.

Yeah, next time, bro!

Next time!