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Why did you both
sign up for TLI?

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

Is it a big deal? I don't love
competing against my teammates.

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.

They don't feel like
friends right now.

I'm looking at
early parole, man.

I thought you had six,
seven more years at least.

I gotta go before
the board in two days.

That's why I called you here.

You want me to
speak on your behalf.

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.

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

Leroy, I wish you luck, man,

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

Yo, we ain't done, man.

Do not enter off Bruckman.

Take Anza Drive
to the back entrance.

Roger that. Over.

Come on.

Good job.

Man, I don't know.

You worried you hit a curb or
something? I think you're good.

Yeah. Wasn't he five
seconds under? I didn't notice.

Some of these
evaluators are hard-asses.

No telling what they're
gonna deduct points for.

You passed.

Told you.

Way to crush it.

Attaboy. Not bad.

Not bad? Two
cadres in two months?

He's making the TLI
competition a real contest.

I'll worry about my own stuff.

Is something going on with her?

You better get with
the program, player.

TLI's mine.

I'm starting to smell victory.

All right, all right, all
right. Congratulations.

That's all you got?

You afraid to talk
a little trash now?

Like I said, congratulations.

Damn, it's about time
you woke up, youngster.

Hey, don't forget you got
that Junior College Expo today.

Yeah, everything I need I
got; It's in my bag. All right.

Hey, Pops, you still
good to drive him, right?

I sure am. All right, cool.

My team's running point at the
Rhodium memorial tomorrow,

which means things
could get a little crazy.

It says here that
they're selling tickets

to this woman's funeral?

Yeah, everything sold
out in under a minute.

Yeah, there's not a
lot of seats available.

Everybody else has to watch

the procession from the street.

27 years old. What a shame.

I also read something that
said if she would have took

a yearly physical,
they could have caught

the heart defect
that killed her.

It's not weird for you?

You know, guarding
Rhodium's memorial?

Especially with everything
she said about the police.

You know, D

a lot of people are
saying a lot of stuff

about the police lately,

and a lot of it is true.

As long as I keep doing things
the right way, and I make sure

the cops I work with do, too,

and we stay true
to the community,

I just don't let it bother me.

And as far as Rhodium,
I heard some things.

But it just makes me think
that she must have had reasons

to feel the way she did.

You expecting somebody?

Leroy.

You look surprised.

I heard you got out.

Yeah, yeah, no thanks
to you. I just thought

you might call
first, that's all.

You gonna invite me in or what?

Dad.

Hello. Ha ha.

You're looking good, boy.

What, Hondo got you
hitting the weights?

A little bit.

Yeah, yeah, I see a
little something there.

You wouldn't know
it to look at us now,

but, I taught Hondo

everything he
knows about lifting.

Mr. Harrelson, it's
good to see you.

I heard about the
cancer. Keep up the fight.

Don't worry, I ain't
got no quit in me.

Yeah, I know, I know.

So you just got out a couple
of days ago, is that right?

Yeah, yeah, I would
have come right by,

but, they had me
doing orientation

at the halfway house, you know.

You got time for a bite?

Right now?

I asked you, not him.

Leroy, Darryl's got a
college expo today at 11:00.

Well, that sounds
like that gives us

plenty of time, then,
to grab a little breakfast.

All right, well, listen, if you
can get him back by 10:00

so Pops can get him to that
expo, then I guess it's cool.

Ten's kind of
early, man. I mean,

where's this expo at, Arizona?

Look, bro

this is my first chance in years

to spend time with
my son as a free man.

Leroy, you two are gonna have

plenty of chances
to get acquainted.

If things go well
at that expo today,

you might be
getting lunch with him

in a college
cafeteria next year.

Hey, my friend T.C. is
also going to the expo, too.

I bet he can swing by and
pick us up wherever we're at.

There you go.

All right.

All right, but
don't you be late.

All right, I won't. I promise.

I'll meet you there and
I'll drive you back home.

I'm just gonna go get my stuff.

All right. I'll be out front.

All right.

I'll be seeing you
around, Hondo.

Mr. Harrelson.

This Rhodium memorial's

got everyone's eyes
on us, which means

we're gonna have to deal
with more politics than usual.

High-profile event. I get it.

Good, 'cause Rhodium Spender's
mother's coming here at 1:30,

and I need you and Hondo
to do some hand-holding.

My plate's full.

We gotta do a final walk-through
of the procession route,

but we should be back by then.

Look, there's a lot
of people wondering

how the LAPD's gonna
treat the family of someone

as hard on the police
as Rhodium was.

Commander, you know that
we're taking this as seriously

as we would any event
of this scale. Yeah.

I know that, but
not everyone does.

Millions of people are gonna
be watching this on television.

Good. They'll
see us at our best.

We do checks on any of
these second-story locations?

Rocker's team's handling it.

All right, let's
get confirmation.

Anybody on the route with
higher than ground-floor

windows. I'm on it.

Street, there's
still a lot of cars

in the no-parking areas.

Tows are coming tonight.

Think anybody would
be stupid enough

to go after this memorial?

L.A. loves Rhodium.
There's a lot of people

still pissed off about
what she did on that show.

Can you blame 'em?

Giant screen on stage showing
all the names and photos

of unarmed people
killed by the police.

She could have at
least had half the screen

showing the names
of police officers

killed in the line of duty. Aw,
come on, Deac, name a celebrity

who doesn't get on a
soapbox now and then.

More like jumped
on the bandwagon.

Not a word until the protests,

and then it's all about
defund the police.

Maybe she wasn't saying
defund the police before,

but she definitely spoke out
against bad police shootings.

And she put her money
where her mouth was.

Did a lot for the
neighborhood after she made it.

Not to mention her
music's awesome.

There's a reason the
crowd's gonna be huge.

All right, guys, come on.

That's enough.
Everybody's had their say.

Deacon, Chris, help me
check the outer perimeter.

Tan, Street, check
the exit routes.

So, dude, what's up
with the TLI competition?

I didn't see the spark
in your eye this morning

at the motor pool. Is this
you talking more trash?

No, for real.

How come you're
acting like you don't care

if you win or lose?

Well, I mean, losing TLI
wouldn't be the worst thing

that ever happened to me.

Hondo, I found something.

Is that what I think it is?

They probably hid
it here ahead of time

because they knew
they couldn't get it past

the checkpoints tomorrow.
Is this the only one?

It was so well hidden
I almost missed it.

Could be more out there.

Last thing the city
needs right now.

Yeah, well, it's not gonna
happen on our watch.

Get some unis up
here to help clear

the rest of the areas,
then meet me back at HQ.

30-David requesting
backup officers

at our current location.

A week before Rhodium's
death, she had to reschedule

a meeting with community
leaders in San Diego

due to multiple bomb threats.

Now, San Diego PD
wasn't able to pinpoint

a specific computer,

but they were able
to trace the threat

to an IP address right
here in Los Angeles.

Tan's working with our tech
guys to see if they can find

anything San Diego missed.

Not a smoking gun, but
at least it's something.

What about the AR-15?

Equipped with brand-new
mounting bracket,

specifically for an
M203 grenade launcher.

Grenade launcher? My God.

M203s are illegal in
California, so he either bought it

out of state or was able to find

a local seller willing
to skirt the law.

Now, Chris has a CI in
the weapons surplus world,

so she's working that angle.

Mrs. Spender. I'm
Commander Hicks.

These are Sergeants
Harrelson and Kay.

Sergeant Harrelson's
team is, running point

on security for
Rhodium's memorial.

Please, call me Jillian.

And you can call
my daughter Monica.

Rhodium was just her stage name.

It's the name of one of the
rarest elements on Earth.

And it's worth three
times as much as gold.

That's right. When she
was just ten years old,

soon as she learned about
rhodium in school, she said,

"That's what I'm
gonna call myself

when I'm a famous singer."

Well, it's a pleasure
to meet you, Jillian.

Now, our plan was to walk you

through the security
arrangements

for tomorrow, but the situation
seems to have changed.

Yes, I was told there's
been a credible threat.

I'm not surprised.

Monica inspired a lot of people,

but she also pissed
a lot of people off.

Any recent threats to
your daughter or her fans?

She got a box of threats a day.

Well, that's exactly the
kind of information we need,

especially anything
that stood out.

If you'd like to step into my...

I'm sorry. I have a question.

Sure.

Sergeant Harrelson,

your team is handling
my protection tomorrow?

Yours and everyone
else's, yes, ma'am.

And is Sergeant Kay
part of your team?

Yes, I am. Is there a problem?

Three months ago, Monica
was speaking at an event

in Hollywood, and her usual
security team wasn't available.

We tried to hire your company.

You turned us down.

Said you couldn't
in good conscience

work for someone who
said the things she said

about the police.

So if you need to

excuse yourself
now, I'd understand.

That won't be necessary.

I can assure you
that Sergeant Kay

will not let his
personal feelings

get in the way of doing his job.

He's one of the best men

I've ever had under my command.

I see.

Well, is there
somewhere I can sit

while I detail our most
recent death threats for you?

Absolutely. We
can use my office.

Right this way.

By the way, it's not like
I was their only option.

Deacon, just try to look at
it from Jillian's perspective.

Rhodium made a stand

about police brutality,
but not all police, Deac.

In her mind,

if you got a problem with that,

then maybe you're
part of the problem.

I'm part of the problem?

It's not just that.

It's this whole "defund
the police" nonsense.

Not exactly the
thanks we deserve

for going out there and
risking our lives every day.

And to her, it might be just
something that she's chanting,

but a thing like that changes
the way people look at us.

It makes our job harder.

And I hear you,
and that is one truth.

There's also another truth, man.

We got guns on our hips.

We got the power to end a life.

Look, maybe it doesn't hurt

to have some people out
there holding us all accountable.

Are you trying to calm me
down or-or make me angrier?

Deacon, you and I both know
that sometimes we get asked

to take on problems where
there's no one right answer.

What Rhodium
was talking about is

maybe some things can
be solved without a gun.

I don't like the mom implying

that I won't go out there
and do my job tomorrow.

Take a bullet just
like anybody else.

Okay, so then you get out
there and you prove her wrong.

Without the taking
the bullet part.

Looks like Tan and Street

might have found
something. Let's move.

We've been looking
into the list of threats

that Rhodium's mom got
us; Good number of them

link back to the Blue Boys.

Yeah, I've heard of them.

Can't stop talking about
how much they love the police

and happy to break
the law to prove it.

The Blue Boys doxed
Rhodium a while back.

They found her home address,

put it out on the
Internet so all the haters

could send nasty stuff
right to her front door.

Plus, you might have
noticed the murals of Rhodium

that have been popping
up all over the city.

These guys are defacing them
as fast as they can find them.

It's a pretty big leap
from vandalism to threats

to shooting grenades
at a crowd of innocents.

Well, a lot of times,
groups like this have

rogue members who don't
feel the group's extreme enough.

There's a new mural nearby.

Somebody put it up

on the Blue Boys' social
media site this morning.

We figure we camp out on it,
maybe we see who stops by.

Keep me updated.

I got everyone with a
city hall e-mail address

all over my ass.

It's days like these I wonder

why I ever put
on a shirt and tie.

Man, whoever did
this one... a real fan.

They combined
the outfit she wore

on her first tour
with the necklace

from the cover of
the Anasazi album.

You know I'm not
gonna stop asking, right?

About the TLI competition.
What's your problem?

It's the Chris thing.

Dude, are you serious? She
was mad for, like, a minute.

She's onto trying
to whup our asses.

You should try to do the
same. I don't think she's over it.

You heard her.

To her, it's like this huge
betrayal that we signed up.

And now we're all
competing against each other.

I mean, team morale is just
more important to me than winning.

I think you're looking
too much into it.

But, hey, if your
heart's not in it,

you know, pull your name,

make it easier for
me to get that "W."

Check it out.

I don't think they're
here for selfies.

Hey, what up, fellas?

Nice mural.

You guys looking to
touch it up or something?

Afternoon, Officers.

I imagine you already
know what we're doing

and why we're doing it.

Someone put a lot of
effort into painting this thing.

If they weren't breaking
the law when they painted it,

we're not breaking the
law painting over it, so...

So, you guys just
hate Rhodium so much

that you spend your
free time going around,

destroying other people's art?

She was the one spreading hate.

For people like you.

You're holding back the
jungle, Officers, and I salute you.

Any Blue Boys you know
of who might want to do

more than just
paint over murals?

We don't really have members.

We're decentralized.

Really wish I could
help. Yeah, yeah, sure.

You parked in the red zone.

I'll just call the tow.

No. Hold up, man.

I got to be at work in
an hour. Yeah, hold on.

Hi. I need a tow
truck right away.

Fine.

There's one guy.

I never met him. We
kicked him out, by the way.

But he was real angry
about tomorrow's memorial.

What's his name? I only
know his screen name.

Could probably find out
more from the site admin.

Sounds like a plan.

Santa Monica Community
Collee actually seems pretty cool.

I liked a lot of the
colleges, though.

All right, well, listen, kid.

You know, Santa Monica
would be great for online classes,

but I don't know if you're
gonna like that commute.

You'd have to
get up before I do.

You think I'm-a be
taking morning classes?

Not your little
sleeping ass, no.

What happened with your pop?

How'd that go? It was okay.

He seems good. He
didn't keep you, though?

You made it to the
expo on time, right?

Yeah, yeah. It-It's all good.

Darryl, he is your father.

And you know I respect that.

It's just you've
accomplished so much

over the last couple years.

I just don't want to see
anything get in the way

of continuing that progress.

Look, look, I-like I said...

I know. I know.
It's all good. I got it.

All right, I got to jump.

I got to finish this
paper, all right? All right,

you take care of that
homework, kid. I'll see you tonight.

All right.

Hey. What's up?

Hey. So we looked
into the IP address

that the Blue Boys gave us

for the guy they
kicked out of the group.

Turns out it's the
exact same IP address

that made the threats against.

Rhodium's activism
summit in San Diego.

Did you get a name? Paul Garcia.

And get this. His twin sister...

She was a sheriff's deputy

killed in the line
of duty last year.

Makes sense why he
would have an ax to grind

with Rhodium and her fans.

Paul Garcia also used the
same IP to reserve an Airbnb,

tomorrow, just outside
the procession route.

Nice work, Deac.
Let's get the team.

Already getting tac'd up.

LAPD! We have a warrant!

Give me two. Give me two.

Hondo.

All right, spread out and...

Upstairs.

Tan, cover the
front door. Come on.

Two, two, two, two.

Paul Garcia! Going down.

Paul Garcia, stay right
there. I said stay right there.

That's 20 feet down, man.

She doesn't deserve a parade!

I hear you, but just come back

over here, and we
can talk about it.

My sister's the one
who deserved a parade.

It's idiots like Rhodium

that get people
like my sister killed!

You're gonna get
yourself hurt, man.

Okay, okay.

Your sister was killed
in the line of duty, right?

Protecting innocent people?

You think she'd want
the folks tomorrow

at the memorial to get hurt?

Of course not. All right.

Then why don't
you go back inside

and let's talk about the
gun you planted at the bluff.

The gun?

What gun?

The other two banners
are a little bit more X-rated...

One for each
front-facing window.

He was gonna unfurl
them simultaneously

as the procession
was passing by.

San Diego PD's gonna
take him into custody.

They want to charge him
for making the bomb threats.

Told them to make sure

that he talks to a mental
health professional.

Kid needs help.

Yeah, well, it still doesn't
get us any closer to finding

the person that hid
that AR-15 out there.

Chris, what's up
with that CI of yours?

Still haven't heard back.

You know what might
light a fire under her ass?

Passes to the memorial.

I know how that sounds, but
it's the hottest ticket in town.

Bartering with funeral tickets?

And if we had a suspect,
I'd tell you hell no.

You tell your CI, if she gets
something that pans out,

I'll get her front row seats.

Yeah?

Yeah, I got your chicken.

I didn't order any chicken.
Got the wrong address, sorry.

This is unit 2B, right?

Yeah, but I didn't order
any chicken. You probably...

Whoa! Against the wall!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Don't say a word!

Whoa! Easy, man.

Don't shoot, okay? Take
whatever you want, okay?

You can take
my... I said shut up!

Come on.

You want some more coffee?

Yeah, a little bit.

Pop, how late was he?

About an hour.

An hour?

So, on top of lying
about being on time,

he missed half the expo?

Damn it, I thought he
was serious about this.

Been a long time since he
spent time with his father.

I know he's got mixed
feelings, but there's a part of him

that's curious, and he knows

you're trying to
keep them apart.

You know, I ain't gonna lie.

Half of me wants to tell him

that he can't see Leroy, but...

The other half doesn't
want to keep a teenage boy

from his father.

Darryl has come so far.

I can't just sit back
and let Leroy ruin that.

You're always the
one that's telling me,

don't look at things
so black and white.

Maybe it's not "don't
let him see Leroy"

or "let him see Leroy."

Maybe there's another way.

All right, great. Bring him in.

Well, the memorial
tickets did the trick.

Chris's CI came through?

Got the name "Frank Espinado."

Local gun dealer with
access to grenade launchers.

Apparently he's got
relaxed standards

when it comes
to waiting periods.

Chris is picking him up now.

All right, that's great.

Jillian Spender just showed up.

Hicks wants us to update
her on our progress.

So you still don't
even have a suspect?

Or know whether this
person has a backup plan

to hurt my family or
my daughter's fans? No.

Not yet. But we are
following several leads.

And we are more than
capable of protecting you

and everyone at the memorial.

We have no plans
to cancel or delay it.

Good. I'm not interested
in running from threats.

That's not what
Monica was about.

She faced adversity
her whole life.

Saw things... she never
should've had to see.

Jillian, I know your daughter
didn't talk about it publicly,

but I think I know
what you're referring to.

The boy's family asked her to
keep it as private as she could.

But it's the reason
she felt so strongly

about holding
police accountable.

What exactly happened?

If you don't mind
talking about it.

Monica was 15.

She was just singing
in the church then.

This was before
her first record deal,

so we were still living
in public housing.

She was outside the
building with Walter,

her first boyfriend.

Some police rolled up.

They were looking for someone

and Walter "fit
the description."

Boys were still sagging
their pants back then,

and Walter reached
down to pull them up.

Just habit.

They said

they thought he
was going for a gun.

Shot him five times.

He lived. Sort of.

He's been in a
vegetative state ever since.

That's terrible.

I've got kids; I-I can't
imagine something like that

happening to one of them.

I'm sure your kids aren't
the kind these things

tend to happen to.

Police figured they
were guilty of something

soon as they saw them.

Just because of where we lived.

Monica saw how police
treated her different

once she was famous.

Way different.

We were the same exact
people. Just had nicer cars.

I heard Monica
paid to get Walter

the best housing in the
city. And the best doctors.

Soon as she could afford to.

That's the kind of girl she was.

Why people loved her.

And that's why we're
not gonna let anything

ruin her memorial.

As you can see, I
run a legal business

and keep meticulous records.

Yeah, I'm looking at your
meticulous records right now,

Mr. Espinado, and
you've got a record

for the purchase of that AR-15,

coupled with a mounting
bracket for an M203

grenade launcher, only
the name and the address

listed here, it's, it's fake.

Makes me wonder about
the other names in that book.

Any of them real?

All I can do is enter the
information I'm given.

There's a waiting
period for these guns.

You had plenty of time to
check out the information

before the buyer took
delivery. You'll have to give me

a day or two to look into it. Yeah,
well, we don't have a day or two.

We need a name or a
description of the person

that bought that stuff
and we need it right now.

I can't recall. You know
what I recall, Mr. Espinado?

When we picked
you up this morning,

you were selling a gun to
someone in your garage.

I'm a gun dealer. I
sell guns for a living.

Pretty sure California law says
gun dealers can only do business

in buildings designated
in their license.

Great. My house
is on my license.

Can I go now?

Your garage isn't
connected to your house.

So technically, it's
a separate building.

For real?

You're gonna
charge me with that?

Why shouldn't we? Let
your expensive lawyer

battle it out with the
D.A. This kind of garbage

is why people put
down fake names.

When it comes to the
Second Amendment,

there's always a loophole
to take your rights away.

Nice try, but I'm not playing.

All right, the person that
bought that grenade launcher

is looking to kill people.

And I'm guessing you
don't want to be connected

to something like that.

How do I know you're not lying?

Cops lie all the time.

Look, we're talking
about someone

turning today's
memorial into a bloodbath.

You mean the
Rhodium thing? Yeah.

The Rhodium thing.

Hell no.

My daughter and
grandkids are going to that.

Give me a pen; I
know his real name.

He's bought from me before.

His name is Mitch Anderson.

Five years ago, his
father, Rick Anderson,

died in a shootout
with sheriff's deputies.

He was under house arrest,

he tampered with
his ankle monitor.

When deputies
arrived, he opened fire.

I remember this.

Mitch Anderson showed up
in the middle of the standoff.

Tried to rescue his dad
and almost hit an officer

trying to run through
the barricade.

And he's already out of prison?

Plea deal. He
only did four years.

As soon as he was
released, he filed

a wrongful death lawsuit
against the county.

A judge dismissed
it pretty fast.

All right, so he's got
beef with L.A. County.

What's that got to do with him
shooting up Rhodium's memorial?

Well, we haven't
figured that out yet,

but what he's got
planned is much worse.

He recently purchased
an M203 launcher

specifically because it's
compatible with SIP grenades.

Willie Pete. Willie Pete?

It's white phosphorous.
It's napalm on steroids.

That stuff goes through
cement like butter.

We think Anderson could
really get his hands on that stuff?

Most countries aren't using white
phosphorous grenades anymore,

but I have heard about old
stashes turning up from time to time.

And it only takes one. The memorial
procession starts in two hours.

And until it does, I want every
officer under my command

out there looking
for Mitch Anderson.

All right, previous addresses,
girlfriends, ex-girlfriends,

known associates, the works.

We're on it.

You know, I'm not some
crazy wacko with a death wish.

I plan on being
around for a while.

Cops

they always say that
you can't get away,

but if you know how
to live off the land,

there are guys...

Actual terrorists even...

They don't catch them for years.

What I'm trying to say

is I'm not gonna hurt you.

I need you around.

You tell them how
good I treated you

and you tell them
why I had to do all this.

You know how
much they're spending

on this dumb-ass memorial?

City and county combined,
it's more than three million.

It's crazy, right?

My dad

he got a thousand-dollar fine

for P.I.

That's public intoxication.

He goes to jail

for 30 days.

They added late fees for
the time that he was inside.

Late fees.

You believe that?

Put him on house
arrest when he gets out,

they bill him another
thousand dollars

for the ankle monitor.

And they tell him that
he's gonna go back to jail

if he doesn't pay
the bill on time.

He decides that he's
gonna get drunk one day,

starts calling, texting
me while I'm at work.

Telling me how he's just gonna
cut the damn thing off his ankle

and dare 'em to
come and bring him in.

Idiot, right?

Idiot!

And I didn't make it
home in time to stop him.

You know, the city

the cops, they can kill my
dad for a few thousand bucks

but they can spend millions

for a funeral for some singer?

Sunil?

Hold still.

Sunil, it's Gabby
from next door.

I didn't see you go for
your run this morning

and I saw your car in the
garage so it doesn't look like

you went to work, either.

Just making sure
you're all right.

Hey, Gabby!

I'm fine. Just not feeling well.

I-I think I might be contagious
so can't come to the door, okay?

Okay.

Were you home last night?

I saw a man coming in and out
of your place with some bags?

My brother's in town.

He's just staying with
me, that's all. Your brother?

My step-brother!

I-I'm good, please.

Gabby, I-I really... I
really need to rest up

and get ready for the,

for the Madden
tournament this weekend.

Okay. Well,

holler if you need anything.

Okay, sounds good,
Gabby! I will, thanks.

You know, there's
something wrong

with grown men who
still play video games.

Shows a lack of maturity.

Almost time.

Let's go. Come on.

We love you, Monica!

How we looking, Deac?

Nothing yet.

With the range of
that grenade launcher

that Mitch Anderson's using...

He could be way out of our sight

and still hit the
procession; Yeah, I know.

Tan, any word from HQ?

They're sending me every
patrol call within a quarter mile

as they come in. It's
a lot to sort through.

Let me know if
you hear anything.

Wait, hold on. I
might have something.

911 call from ten minutes ago.

A woman's worried her neighbor's
being held against his will.

What makes you think
he's connected to our guy?

A second-story condo...

It's been a while since
I did this kind of math,

but I'd say from that balcony,

it's pretty much a
perfect trajectory

to hit the procession
at multiple points.

- That could be something.
- You and Deac check it out.

In the meantime, I'm
changing the procession route

so it doesn't go anywhere
near that location.

Yeah, roger that.

Back up, back up, back up!

Incoming! Two o'clock!

Go, go, go, go!

25-David to 20-David.
Suspect fired at us

and retreated back
into the residence.

Copy, 25-David. En route.

What's going on?

Is everything okay?

They're just doing their job.

Help! Help!

Help!

It's 25-David. We
got the hostage.

Suspect escaped on foot.

Thank God.

Did you guys get him?

Not yet.

Is it just the one guy?

White, wearing a blue hat.

Kept saying how
cops killed his dad.

This him?

That's the guy. H-How'd
you guys know to come?

Did Gabby call?

One of your
neighbors called 911.

It's got to be Gabby. When
she came and checked on me,

I told her I was playing
a Madden tournament.

But she knows how
much I hate sports.

He left the grenades.

No. He's got more.

He-He's got a whole
other bag he took with him.

Did Mitch say
anything to the hostage

about where he's headed
with those grenades?

No mention of a
secondary target.

But the hostage said that
Mitch kept talking about

disappearing in the
wilderness for a while.

They found his SUV full of

brand-new camping
and survival gear.

Griffith Park?

It's right there.

How long does he
think he can hide there?

That park's 4,000 acres.

There's a hundred
ways in and out.

People have disappeared
in there for weeks.

Procession goes right
by one of the trailheads.

Mitch could still
be planning to use

a few of those grenades
before he takes off.

We gotta get there
fast. Let's move.

Come on, come on,
come on, come on.

There you go.

Mitch Anderson! On the ground!

On your knees, now!

Move, move, move, move, move!

Down on the ground!

I said down on the ground!

Mitch!

Do exactly what I say.

You get back!

I said get back!

Don't you come any closer!

Take it easy, Mitch.

Nobody's died yet. Nobody died?

My father died!

For $2,000!

And none of these people
had anything to do with that.

Yeah, no, I know.

They're all here
for this funeral

that you paid millions for.

How much did they
kill my father over?!

I hear you, man.

But it's tough to
have this conversation

when you're pointing a
gun at an innocent person.

If you got a problem with us,

take it up with us, not her.

He's running!

Move, move, move, move!

LAPD! Get down!

Everybody down!

Grenade! Get down! Get down!

Hey.

Go! Go! Go!

Get out of here. Run. Run. Move!

Deacon...

- Stay there, stay there!
- Don't move.

Sergeant.

I was hoping we'd catch you.

Well, I'm just
trying to get home.

Have a meal with my family.

I don't want to keep
you, Sergeant, but...

I want to thank each
one of you personally.

No thanks necessary.

I'm sure the team would
say the same thing.

Yes, well

when we first met,

maybe I could've given
you the benefit of the doubt.

Well, after what
your daughter saw

happen to her
boyfriend, I can...

I can understand why you didn't.

See, I-I forget, sometimes,

that not every police
officer that wears that badge

holds himself to
the high standard

that we do here at SWAT.

And I don't think I said
this, and I should've:

I am truly sorry for your loss.

Just heard you're
going for master gunner.

Yeah.

I figure, let all the others
walk into their eval with Hicks

bragging about how
many cadres they got.

Anyone can earn a cadre.

One only person in all of SWAT

gets to be master gunner, so...

Hey...

I know we got off
on the wrong foot

with the TLI competition.

And you probably noticed that

I haven't been
busting my ass for this

the way I normally would.

But that's not me.

And I can't do that anymore.

Good.

No one asked you to.

Not technically, no.

But the way you've been
acting lately says plenty.

I am not

mad at you and Tan for
entering the competition.

I'm not.

Just... treating you
guys like what you are.

For the moment, anyway.

You... you're the ones
that I need to beat.

You're in the way of
something I really want.

Some people can
compete one minute

and be palling
around the next, and...

And that's not you.

I get it.

Once the competition's
over, though...

After I smoke your ass? Yeah.

Maybe things will
go back to normal.

Maybe.

Stevens has had master gunner

locked up for the
last three years.

If you can't dethrone him,

you're back to square one.

Well, go big or go home, right?

Looks like you're going home.

I've been the only one here

for, like, an hour. Wow.

A whole hour?

I'm so sorry for being late.

Hey, it's all good.

I just got home
myself, actually.

Have you eaten yet?

Just picked up some grub.

I can eat.

What about you, Leroy?

You want to sit down for a bite?

No, I'm good, man...

Halfway house got
a curfew anyway.

All right.

Hey, but listen,
um, this Saturday

there's a car show.
It's up in Malibu.

But, you know,
Pops can't be around

a lot of people till his
chemo's done, so...

Darryl's gonna be
showing off his ride.

You should come.

I mean, you wouldn't
mind that, would you?

N-no.

You want to?

Yeah, I-I'll see what I
can do. All right, cool.

I'm-a just text you
after school tomorrow.

A'ight.

All right.

I see you, Hondo.

I see you.

Listen, I'm just trying

to bring Darryl's two
worlds together, man.

I raised him for two years,

but you're his father.

So why make him split his time?

Put that kind of
pressure on him?

We're in this together, man.

We're in this together.

Even after you left me
hanging with the parole board?

Leroy, come on... No, no.
You... you talked plenty.

My turn.

Now, you done him
some good, I admit that.

I mean, he's more of a reader
than he was a few years ago.

But there's a lot
more than books

that makes you a man.

Don't know if he can
cut it out there yet.

By "out there," I really hope
you're talking about college

and not the streets.

Well, like you said, Hondo...

I'm his father.

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