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What an
exciting game here at Venice Beach

for the 47th Badge
versus Badge Tournament

between LAPD and the Fire Department.

- Let's go!
- Come on, box him out!

Ryan Cook with a layup.

- Oh!
- Makes it.

L.A. Fire is up by three.

Fire Department still
up on the cops by one

with 13 seconds remaining.

Ryan Cook with the rebound.

- Foul him!
- Trying to dribble it out.

Why didn't he foul him right away?

Ryan Cook is shooting two,

and this could be it for LAPD.

- No kidding. Thanks for rubbing it in!
- Yeah.

It's over. Cook never misses.

How's Annie doing? She's due
any day now, isn't she?

Yep, the 27th.

She's great.

Fourth time around, she's a pro.

I thought she was due on the 29th.

Right. Fourth time around,

the details get a little confusing.

L.A. Fire up by two.

You know, uh, one of my foster
brothers, he's got six kids now.

He says the first one, you're
checking on him every five minutes.

By the time you get to the last
one, you stick them all

in a playpen and figure they'll
call 911 if there's a problem.

We tend to be a little
more hands-on than that.

You gonna be doing a
baby shower or anything?

Nope. Kind of snuck up on us.

Ryan Cook back at the line.

- Can't watch.
- Come on.

L.A. Fire is up by three

with three seconds remaining.

- Shoot it!
- Push it!

Come on, get it up!

Oh, God, no.

And that, as they say, is that.

LAPD might have won
the CrossFit challenge,

but basketball goes to the folks
in the shiny red trucks.

The annual Badge versus Badge Tournament

benefitting Breast Cancer
Prevention Partners

is tied up at one-one.

Oh, here he comes.

Get a good view, Cortez?

You know, I always play better
when you're watching.

I'm glad to see you winning
with such grace, Ryan.

How about you let me take you
to dinner to celebrate?

That sounds more like a punishment to me.

You're lucky I wasn't out there
this time.

Really? I remember dunking on you

so hard last year, they took you
out of here in two ambulances.

Hey, congrats for tying
it up, but you might want

to pump the brakes on
that celebration, though.

Yeah, we still got three events
in case you forgot, man.

Last three years it came
down to arm wrestling

and we all know how that's gonna go.

Guess you haven't heard.

Hicks.

Brinkle.

Marcus here is handling arm wrestling

for our department this year.

You must be the famous Dominique Luca.

Feel like we've met before.
What station you work out of?

Never even held a hose.

Marcus is our new social media director

while Denise is on maternity leave.

Wait, you're Marcus King.
Five-time NFL Pro Bowler.

Six-time. Just retired.
What are you trying

to pull here, Brinkle?

Bringing in a ringer?

I thought there were rules
against this kind of thing.

Marcus has a communications
degree from USC.

He's perfectly qualified to be
our social media director.

And if he's also a good
arm wrestler, that's just gravy.

Yeah, don't worry, Commander,
um, I don't need to duck anyone.

- No offense, man.
- Oh, none taken. Can't wait.

Me, too, man.

- Chief, grab a pic right quick?
- Uh, sure.

Gonna hype the hell out
of this thing online.

Say cheese.

May I?

I don't have it with me
so don't try anything.

Oh, please.

No need to insult me.

Sorry.

I've never done this before.

And I don't see why
we had to meet face-to-face.

What sort of businessman would I be

if I paid this amount of money
to a person I never met?

Transfer half the money
and I'll tell you where it is.

It's somewhere nearby.

We should eat something first.

What?

Uh, no. I'm not hungry.

Oh, please. I insist.

Just transfer the money, okay?

Where are you going?

The spare tire compartment of your car

is not a very clever hiding place.

There is no need for me

to pay you anything now.

Kaito.

Get back! Get away!

Shooting suspect has barricaded himself

inside Voodoo Records at 340 West Main.

Burrows, is that the shop right there?
Single shooter?

- That's right.
- He injured?

Bleeding pretty bad, apparently.

- Hostages?
- One or two, I think.

Well, which is it? One or two?

Conflicting witness statements.
We're not sure.

There could be any number
of people in there.

Deacon, pull back.
Burrows, get behind the Gurkha.

Okay, northwest entry.

No view from the window there,
but we got to find out

- how many hostages we're dealing with.
- Radar?

Now's as good a time as any
to break it out.

Love the smell of new tech
right out of the box.

Deacon,

we got one shooter, three hostages.

They're close together, right there.

I think you need medical attention.

$300.

It's an original pressing.

But you can have it.

Everything in here is meaningless.

Okay.

This is Sergeant Kay with LAPD SWAT.

We know you're holding people in there.

We just want to make sure
everybody's okay.

Down.

Please pick up the phone.

This is it.

What?

Get up.

What do you mean?

I said get up.

Get up!

Okay.

Walk ahead of me. Slow.

LAPD SWAT!

Get behind us!

- Get behind the shield!
- Get behind us!

Hostages coming out!

Secured!

Put down the gun and come out now.

We know you're hurt.

We'll get you to a hospital.

I said put the gun down.

It's not worth it!

It's always worth it

to do something that actually matters.

Shooter down.

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I was crossing the street,
that's not a crime.

Well, the part where
you shot up an SUV is.

They came out of nowhere,
they were trying to run me over.

I was defending myself.

That's not what four witnesses said.

They also said you were at a café

with one of the men from the SUV

just before this all went down.

I really have to go to work.

You're not going anywhere.

Your job at Ketter Labs...
what do you do there, Jamie?

I'm a research assistant.

What do you research?

You know we can get an answer
with a phone call.

You seem really scared, Jamie.

What are you mixed up in?

Can I call my mom, please?

Of course, but I think
she's gonna tell you

the same thing we are, Jamie.

It's better if you tell us
everything right now.

My mom's a criminal defense attorney.

All right, Delgado
telegraphs his punches.

Remember. Use that, okay?
'Cause when they do land,

it's gonna hurt like hell, man.

- Luca, let's talk.
- Yeah.

Turns out interim LAFD

social media director Marcus King

is not only a two-time
Super Bowl champion,

he's also an absolute beast
in the weight room.

He's posting his workouts on
the Badge versus Badge website.

- Wow.
- Yeah.

Oh, well.

How's the wrist?

It's good. It's good.

You sure you can handle this guy?

Yeah, dude, this happened,
like, three weeks ago.

It's not even sprained.

You know what? Fine, okay.

Let's go.

One, two, go.

Got to be honest.
That felt like 80%, not 100.

You know what? You just worry
about winning your own event.

Well, let's have
Dr. Sherrill get down here

and give you an anti-inflammatory shot.

No. No shots, okay? This-this arm

is like a fine-tuned sports car.

Plus, I got somebody
coming by later to take a look.

Are we talking a specialist,
or is this some holistic healer

with little jars of berries and herbs?

You know what? I've been going to Mina
for years. She's never let me down.

Hey, hey, hey, whatever works, long as

we don't lose the cup
to that showboat Chief Brinkle.

Trust me, okay?

I get a little zhi zi
on my wrist, I'm good to go.

Zhi zi?

I think it's a paste made
from gardenia seeds and...

Uh, you know what? It's
exactly what it sounds like.

Zhi zi.

All right, okay.

The kid at the record store...
his name was Tomo Yara.

No criminal record. Closest thing

to a red flag was his involvement

in the Okinawan separatist movement.

Apparently, he made
some inflammatory comments

- at his workplace.
- Okinawa in Japan?

I spent some time at a base over there.

You saw it firsthand.

Most Okinawans resent having

any foreign military presence
on their island.

I saw a protest or two.
Separatists feel like

the rest of Japan treats them
like second-class citizens,

so they want to govern themselves, but...

I never heard of the movement
getting violent, though.

Looks like Tomo was born here.
He's an American.

Why was he so passionate about this?

And what's his
connection to Jamie Carawan?

She meets up with a guy,
Tomo picks him up in his car,

and then she ends up shooting at 'em.

Captain, Sergeants,

this is Agent Trask,
FBI counterterrorism.

She has intel on the man we took down

this morning and his associates.

Elle.

Hondo.

You know each other?

It's been a long time.

Almost 15 years.

Good to see you again.

It's good to see you.

Counterterrorism?

So this is about the separatist movement?

Not the Okinawan separatist
movement as a whole so much

as one man: Kaito Nakama.

He's a zealot, he's charismatic,

he's rich. He was at
that café this morning

to meet with an employee of Ketter Labs,

a government contractor.

Yeah, Jamie Carawan. We met with her,

but she lawyered up.
She seemed pretty scared.

We should all be scared.

She sold Kaito a canister
of weapons-grade plutonium.

He's planning to use it in a bomb.

Wait a minute. The kid
that we took down this morning

was trying to build a nuke?

He was one of Kaito's men, yes.

I have an asset undercover
inside Kaito's organization.

He's a believer in the cause
of Okinawan separatism,

but not Kaito's tactics.

According to my asset,

the buy this morning was enough
to complete the bomb.

Wait. If you already have
someone on the inside,

then why haven't you taken this guy down?

The stolen plutonium was
stored in various places,

and only Kaito knew the
exact location, until today,

when his people brought every ounce

of his plutonium right here to L.A.

We believe that they are going

to try and smuggle it back to Okinawa

- tomorrow morning by boat.
- Why smuggle it out?

What's the target?

The bases.

They want to bomb one of our military
sites on Okinawa.

There are thousands of servicemen
and women on those bases.

- I still got friends over there.
- The good news

is Kaito doesn't have
a nuclear detonation device yet.

And how close is he
to getting one of those?

Well, that's what the rest of my
team is out there trying to prevent.

If your team can help me
get Kaito and the plutonium,

then it won't even matter.

When will you have a
location on the plutonium?

My asset could message me at any moment.

I'll get my team tac'd up.
In the meantime,

is there an office that I can use?

Of course. This way.

How long you work with Agent Trask?

I didn't. We dated for a few months.

She was with the Bureau's

financial crimes division here in L.A.

She saw a chance for a promotion
if she transferred to D.C.,

- and she took it.
- Try the long-distance thing?

Yeah, we tried. Could have
tried harder, I guess, but...

That woman had a lot going for her.

Well, maybe it's not too late.

Deac, trust me, I'm pretty sure it is.

I didn't end things the best way.

- Broke up with her over text.
- Seriously?

I was young and dumb, Deac.

15 years ago, you weren't that young.

Okay, easy, easy, tough guy.
You can laugh all you want,

but I ain't got a shred of gray
going on here, silver dude.

All right, you stop shaving that
head for a week, get back to me.

Hey, Deac, what about
this Friday for the baby shower?

We got that training thing.
We'll be done by lunch.

Then Annie can come down, and
we can do what we did last time.

Our last baby shower was,
what, a year and a half ago?

I don't want to be that person
who's constantly expecting gifts

from his coworkers just
'cause he and his wife

can't stop procreating.

Aw. No one feels like that. Right, guys?

I feel like that.

Besides, we still have
Lila's old clothes.

- We really don't need anything new.
- Yes!

- What, Rocker win?
- Rocker won boxing.

LAPD's up two to one
over the fire department.

- Yeah!
- Boom!

I told him Delgado
telegraphs those punches.

Wait, wait, wait. Seriously?

Look what, look what
Marcus King just posted.

Oh, you got to be kidding.
"LAPD injury woes?"

"Couldn't help but notice the wrap

on Dominique Luca's wrist.
Hope he's good to go tonight."

We just won boxing.

Guy can't even let us enjoy it
for a second.

Oh, people are already commenting.

You know, this guy might
be a ringer, but...

he's got this social media stuff down.

- Hey. You got this.
- Yeah, I know.

All right, look, the fourth event

is powerlifting, and
Luke Keith always wins,

which will tie us at two-two.

It's gonna come down to you
again, just like last year.

Hey, relax.

I already feel the zhi zi working.

Zhi zi?

Don't get me started.

Counterterrorism, huh?

Coming up on my fifth anniversary.

Are you saying you don't
follow me on Linkedln?

We really should have stayed in touch.

Why? So we could promise to grab a drink

when I'm passing through L.A.,
and then feel guilty when

neither of us has the time?

- Yeah.
- Face it.

The careers we chose don't mix.

What is good here?

Anything except Hicks's
cold brew. He gets real grouchy.

So, how's life beyond the job?

If there is life beyond the job for you.

Is there a ring yet?

No, no.

Not yet anyway. How about you?

Twice. Didn't stick either time.

You glad you made that move back to D.C.?

Well, I wouldn't be
where I am now if I hadn't.

What about you?

Heading your own SWAT team.

I would never have guessed that.

Not quite sure how
I'm supposed to take that.

Well, you were always
a badass lone wolf like me.

But SWAT team leader...

that's as much about discipline
and dedication

as it is talent and instincts.

The Hondo I knew used
to like to live on the edge.

Well, maybe I mellowed out a little bit.

I hope not too much.

That's my undercover asset.
Location on the plutonium.

Let's go get it.

LAPD SWAT! Runner!

Hey!

Get down!

On the ground!

- On your knees!
- Deac, cover!

Tan, Street, left side!

Luca, Chris, with me!

- Give me two!
- Chris, go right!

Rabbit!

Don't move.

Tan, low!

I know you guys are true believers,

but like I told your
buddy this morning...

it's not worth it.

Oh, no.

That's not supposed to be there.

There's no sign of Kaito.

Bad news, Hondo.

There's a cargo tunnel,
runs in all four directions

for blocks under all these warehouses.

Must be how Kaito escaped.

There was no cargo tunnel
on the blueprints.

We would have had a plan for that.

Hondo, there's nothing in here.

Plutonium's gone.

Tanaka's a trusted asset.

He would never let Kaito
get away with the plutonium.

The fact is, he did,
and he escaped with Kaito.

I haven't heard from Tanaka
since before the raid.

Maybe Kaito's on to him,
holding him at gunpoint.

There's more, Elle.

The blueprints you gave us

didn't have that cargo tunnel on 'em.

But when I got the blueprints myself,

directly from the city, it's right there.

Which means the blueprints
you gave us were altered.

Now, either someone in your office
changed them before they got to you,

or you purposely gave us faulty intel.

It wasn't supposed to happen this way.

Look, you're right.

I changed the blueprints
so that Kaito could escape,

but they were not supposed to
get away with the plutonium.

I can't say more without
my boss's consent.

Get your boss on the phone then.

Well...

No need. He's downstairs.

I'm sure you and your people are
eager for an explanation, Commander.

Why your agent intentionally
helped the target

of today's raid escape
with enough plutonium

to blow up the city? I'd love one.

When my asset, Tanaka, contacted me

to give me the location of
the warehouse, he also told me

that Kaito now has
a nuclear detonation device.

An old SADM that's been
retrofitted for plutonium.

It's uniquely portable,
fits in a duffel bag.

Agent Trask informed me
of this, and I instructed her

to carry on with the raid,
get the plutonium,

but make sure Kaito
and her asset escaped.

You're hoping Kaito leads
your man Tanaka to the device.

Exactly.

You should have told us
what was really going down.

The raid had to be convincing,

or it could have blown the asset's cover.

The less people in the know, the better,

especially when dealing
with personnel like you

who are unaccustomed to covert ops.

You put our officers at risk.

How could you be sure Kaito
wouldn't circle around

and start firing at us?

Straight talk... your plan
was a complete failure.

Now Kaito's in the wind
with the plutonium

and the means to weaponize it.

Hondo's right. I don't like
the way this went down.

All right? But it's no time to
point fingers. None of us want

to see Kaito detonate a bomb...
here, Japan or anywhere.

So, we're at your disposal.

I've brought my own TAC team,

but we do have these addresses

that need to be followed up on.

- Followed up on?
- People and places

Kaito or his known associates
have visited

or called to over the last few years.

We checked them out in recent weeks,

but couldn't hurt
for you to go over them again.

Never know.

There might be something we missed.

I see. Well...

let us know if you come up
with anything more pertinent.

Don't worry, I brought my A-team.

- Okay.
- We've got the situation under control.

Hey, Hondo.

Look, I'm sorry.

I was just doing my job.

- You could have told me.
- I wanted to.

15 years ago I would have.

But the person you are now,

I didn't think you'd
go along with the plan.

And maybe you're right.
But maybe we could have

come up with something together
that didn't end

in us losing the plutonium.

You got to be kidding me. The A-team?

- What does that make us, the B-team?
- Yeah.

There's got to be someone else
who can do these follow-ups,

- right?
- Chris is right.

We can assign patrol officers

to follow up on these addresses,

but what do you suggest
we do in the meantime?

What about that woman, Jamie,

the one who sold them the plutonium?

Or the guys we took
down at the warehouse?

- Nobody's talking.
- Tomo.

- The guy from the record store.
- He's kind of dead.

I know, but he's got
his family in town, right?

He was young.

He might've been sloppy,
let something slip.

- FBI already talked to them.
- Yeah, they probably

kicked in their door
and tore their house apart.

Phillips doesn't seem like
much of a people person.

Yeah, right after they found out
their son was a wannabe terrorist.

I doubt they're in any mood to talk.

It's a good idea, Chris.

I'll talk to them personally.

- You stay with me.
- All right.

The rest of us will
talk to his coworkers.

I'll catch up.

My rifle's in the armory
getting the sight adjusted.

Hey, Deac.

- Yeah?
- It's about the baby shower.

Appreciate the thought, Chris,
but like I said, we're good.

Okay, it doesn't have to be a big thing.

It could just be an after-work
beer when we're not on call.

Chris, you seem to be 100% more invested

in this baby shower than Annie and I,

and we're the ones having a baby.

Okay, but there's just no reason
this new kid shouldn't have

all the same perks the others got.

She's not gonna care if we have
a baby shower for her.

- She won't even be aware of it.
- She will.

I-I grew up in a household
with four cousins,

and I was the youngest.

That stuff that Street said

this morning about the youngest kids

getting the short end of the
stick? That's a real thing.

Yeah, but I bet

you got spoiled later on.
See, it all evens out.

Mm, no. I didn't have clothes
that weren't hand-me-downs

until I could buy them myself.

I'd be flipping through photo albums,

and I would see these
huge-ass birthday parties

the others got when they turned one.

Flip to mine? A bran muffin
with a candle in it.

Your new daughter's gonna
want to feel like you were

as excited about her
coming into this world

as you were about the others.

All right, I hear you.

- I'll talk to Annie about it.
- Yes.

LAFD just tied it up, by the way.

I told you, Luke Keith
always wins powerlifting.

It's up to you, big guy.

Yeah.

Hey, guys.

Go ahead. I'll catch up in the Charger.

Something I want to check out.
All right, got it.

Elle. Elle.

- Are you okay?
- You really care?

After I lied to you the way I did?

I should have trusted you.

I do care. But I also know
there's a nuke in the wind,

and whatever's bothering you

probably has something to do with that.

We lost contact with Tanaka.

We use a hidden app
on his phone to communicate,

and we found his phone and another one...

Kaito's, probably...

broken to pieces
not far from the warehouse.

Now we have no way to track him
to the detonation device.

He could still call you.
Contact you some other way.

Although he hasn't.

Procedure is he checks in right away

when something like this happens

so that I know he's okay.

Nothing.

And let me guess. Your boss is
working under the assumption

that Tanaka's dead, but
you're not ready to do that.

He's using all of our resources

to pursue other avenues.

All right. So, what's your idea?

Hey.

Just because I wouldn't go
along with your wild-ass plan

like I might've back
in the day doesn't mean

I'm not willing to take
the right kind of risk.

I set up a redundancy
for Tanaka and myself

in case a situation like this happened.

A physical message drop location.

And I still think he's our best bet.

I'll drive.

They took everything from Tomo's room.

Photos.

Things we can never replace.

But the worst thing is they
won't let us have his body.

Or even see it.

I can't even imagine
how difficult this is for you,

but they will let you bury him
after the investigation.

Kenta.

Mr. and Mrs. Yara, do you know

what he and his friends were planning?

Tomo was angry

ever since he was a teenager.

He wished

that we had raised him in Japan.

He was born here,

but he felt that he belonged over there.

I didn't understand.

My parents came here from Mexico

when my sisters and I were young.

I know it was a challenge
raising us in a new country.

We gave him everything he wanted.

Kenta, right?

What do you think?

Why'd your, uh, brother
get hooked up with these people?

Because they gave him something

he didn't get here.

They believe in something.

They gave him a purpose.

Just because we're Americans,
we're supposed to ignore

what's happening to
the rest of our family?

What is he talking about?

A few years ago, our cousin got raped

by a private contractor working
on a U.S. base.

You haven't heard about it, though,

because everyone covered it up.

The U.S. military,

the Japanese government.

They didn't want another scandal.

They just wrote her family a check,

and the guy didn't even go to jail.

She's never been the same.

She was, like... 16.

She and, uh, Tomo were close?

Least Tomo was trying

to do something instead of
pretending everything's fine

and nothing happened.

Hey.

I can tell you look up to your brother.

But Tomo was planning to help murder

a lot of people that had nothing to do

with what happened to your cousin.

Sounds to me like you guys
talked a lot about this stuff.

If there's anything
you can tell us to help us,

that's you doing something

instead of pretending everything's fine.

You said you're a captain?

That's right.

I'll help you.

If you make sure my parents
can see Tomo's body.

I promise.

The code was number-based.

If he was able to get here...

Anything?

No. Nothing.

Elle, this was our place.

- I used a restaurant I'd remember.
- Hmm.

Hey, listen,

I don't think I ever really apologized

for breaking things off the way I did.

I'm sorry.

"Hate to end things like this,

but I want you to know that
you'll always be special to me."

That's what the text said,
in case you forgot.

I don't remember it being so lame.

Don't be too hard on yourself.

Wasn't a surprise.

Never gave me a second thought, huh?

Well...

It was a long shot to think that Tanaka

could get here and leave a message.

All right, so we wait.

Maybe he'll show up later.

If he does, he might not be alone.

Kaito's got to be watching
his guys like a hawk

since the raid.

Okay. So what would he do then?
If he can't get here,

how else could he get a message to you?

If he had access to a phone,

he would message or call me directly.

Maybe he does have access.
It's just being monitored.

Okay. Who could he call,
and what could he say

that wouldn't arouse suspicion?

Good Time Sushi.

He could place an order.

Tanaka.

He use the item numbers
from the menu to relay a code?

That's what I'm hoping.

The code's number-based...

to let me know changes in Kaito's plans.

They're not leaving
tomorrow morning anymore.

- Tanaka's message says,
"Leaving today. -30."

That's in less than an hour.

Captain, we just got some intel

that Kaito's leaving the country today

at 4:30. No idea

which port or what boat, though.

I don't think Kaito's leaving by boat.

Tomo's brother gave us I.D.s of people

Tomo was seeing over the last year.

One of them is a TSA agent

at the Bob Hope international terminal.

Could one TSA agent

smuggle a bomb onto a plane?

He has full clearance
to the baggage handling area.

- This bomb is portable.
- Yeah, fits into a duffel.

I remember. You got to get
your people to the airport.

- I'm on it.
- If we try to evacuate

or have security stop Kaito,

he might just trigger the bomb here.

No, we need people there
who understand the situation

and the stakes involved.

Phillips is following up
a lead in Irvine.

Captain, the Feds are an
hour out on a good day.

He's never gonna make it to the airport

- in time.
- It's up to us, then.

I'll see you there.

Any sign of Kaito?

We don't know what flight he's boarding

or under what name.

His TSA agent friend is somewhere
in this terminal, though.

All right. We find him,
maybe he leads us to Kaito.

Deacon and the rest of the
team got here just before us.

They're upstairs on the
other side of the terminal.

All right, good. We stay cool.

We don't want to spook Kaito
or any of his people.

Deacon.

Anything?

There's our TSA guy.

- I don't see Kaito.
- Or Tanaka.

All right, we got to be fast.

We cannot let them get
a call off and warn him.

- Gun!
- LAPD SWAT!

- On the ground!
- Stop! Stop! Down on the ground.

- LAPD!
- Drop the gun.

Luca, runner coming your way.

Hands! Give me your hands.

Turn around.

Hands behind your head.

- You got him, Chris?
- Got him.

Don't move.

Hondo, he tried to text someone,
but he didn't get it off.

You trying to text Kaito
and let him know we're here?

You warn him, and he might
pull the trigger on the bomb.

Did that ever occur to you?

What about Tanaka? Where's he?

Going hands-on.

Deac.

Bruising on the knuckles.
They were coming out

of that bathroom right there.

Hondo! Captain!

Get your ass up.

Go.

Elle.

Tanaka.

They caught me trying to call you.

They-they just left to get
something to move me out of here.

It's okay, Tanaka.

We got Kurata and the other guy.

But we need to know where Kaito is.

Uh, the... the plane.

Uh, Flight 1125.

Taking off any minute.

The b-bomb is on the plane. In luggage.

- Go.
- Go, go, go.

We've closed the aircraft door,

which means we'll be taxiing out
and taking off momentarily.

Welcome aboard.

Kaito's bomb is in the cargo
hold, but we have to assume

that he can remotely
detonate it with his phone.

Yeah, close quarters, packed
with civilians... we can't shoot

- unless there's no other option.
- How do we grab him

and keep his hands away from his
phone without him seeing us coming?

Could we get a flight attendant

to spill something on him, distract him?

No, we can't involve civilians
like that... it's too risky.

No, but we can distract him.

Excuse me. I need
to commandeer your luggage.

This is your captain again.

Looks like we closed the
cabin door a little too soon.

I was just notified we have a
couple of last-minute arrivals.

And we're looking good on time,

so we're gonna let them on board.

We should be back underway shortly.

I'm patched in to the pilot.

Hondo and the others are
about to get on the plane.

Hey, the crooked TSA guy just got a text.

It's from Kaito, but it's in Japanese.

Agent Trask.

Can you read this?

Uh...

No, I mean, I speak
enough Japanese to get by,

but reading it is another matter.

If we don't reply,
Kaito's gonna get suspicious.

Use the "speak text" function.

Then you can use
"voice-to-text" to respond.

He says the plane's delayed,

and he's wanting to know
if everything's okay.

Uh, tell him that there's a crew error.

They closed the cabin door
without checking with the gate.

No problems. Okay.

Hope you got that right.

If I didn't, we won't have
much time to worry about it.

You gotta lay off, babe.

Give me 60 seconds of peace.
Stop saying that.

- Okay? Uh, please?
- You're saying that all the time.

- It was an honest mistake.
- Honestly stupid.

Again with the insults.

- You know what I did this morning?
- Oh, my God. Can you stop?

I woke up and I said, "I'm gonna count
how many times she insults me."

Okay, can you help me with this?
It's not gonna fit in there.

- All right, it is gonna fit.
- Miss, can we gate-check this?

Got it!

Hands! Down!

Give me your hands!

LAPD.

Don't move.

Captain, we got Kaito.

We're good.

Let's move.

- Sitrep.
- Don't worry, Agent Phillips.

LAPD SWAT is in the building.

We have the situation under control.

They have Kaito in custody, sir.

Not bad for the B-team, huh?

Well, glad to hear it.

He tweaked his wrist again
taking down Kaito.

Well, it's not too late
to get Dr. Sherrill

down here with an anti-inflammatory shot.

Nah, I can't do it, Commander.

I know you have your own
way of doing things,

but there's a lot on the line here.

Mina here's got it under control.

Luca, this is Fire versus Police pride.

Just get the shot.

I got a thing about needles.

- A "thing"?
- Yeah.

- You're afraid of needles?
- Yeah, I'm afraid of needles. Okay?

Luca, you've been stabbed

with a knife before... it's
gonna feel like nothing.

I've heard it all.
Bottom line is, no one's putting

a needle in my wrist
or anywhere else in my body.

Unless there's literally no other option.

I know my body, okay?

I'm gonna beat this guy, trust me.

All right.

Soon as I get to the gym,
I'll be good as new.

Mina's got this.

Zhi zi.

Zhi zi.

That's how you say it.

Hey, Chris.

Thought about what you said.

Yeah?

Yeah. Uh, I talked it
over with Annie, and...

actually, we'd love it if you'd be
our new little girl's godmother.

Wow!

I mean, yes, uh, the answer is yes.

I'm so honored.

All right, we'll figure out
the details after she's born.

Okay. So does that mean I get
to pick her name now, right?

No, you do not.

Y'all seen Agent Trask leaving HQ?

No. She take off already?

- Yeah, looks like it.
- Too much of a big shot

to say goodbyes, huh?

How about, "Thanks for saving the city"?

I'd have settled for,
"Thanks for saving my ass."

A quick note before we begin.

I've just been told this year's
Badge versus Badge Tournament

has set a new record in dollars raised

for Breast Cancer Prevention Partners!

And it all comes down to this,
the heroes in red

and the heroes in blue...

...all tied up at two-two.

The winner of this event takes home

the 2019 Badge versus Badge trophy.

LAPD!

Ready? Ready?

Grip.

- Come on!
- Come on, now!

Come on, Luca!

One, two, go!

Come on! Go!

- Come on, Luca! You got this!
- Come on! Come on!

Push him! Come on!

LAPD with the win!

Dominique Luca continuing

- his absolute domination...
- That's right! That's right!

...of this event.

- Zhi zi!
- Zhi zi!

Zhi what?

Congratulations.
You've got one hell of an arm.

Back atcha, man. That's the best match

I've had in a long time.

Yeah!

Congratulations, Luca.

I never doubted you, baby.
I never doubted you.

Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby.

Say something! I'm listening!

You know in the end, we're
all on the same team, right?

Absolutely. Except we're on
the winning half of that team,

and you are on the losing half.

Well, I guess I owe you a
congratulatory glass of merlot?

Oh, uh, no, I'm so sorry.
I only like to date winners.

Yeah, she hurts like that, baby.

- She hurts like that!
- Okay, okay.

Congratulations, Hicks.

But we're still up six-four

- over the last ten years, now.
- Okay, whoa, whoa,

wait a minute, Chief, why are
you only going back ten years?

Oh, I know why.

'Cause if you go back 20,

we're still up 11-nine. Boom.

In your face.

Gotta be honest.

It's still a big win for me.

- How's that?
- You heard what the man said earlier.

Most money this thing
has ever raised for a charity.

My mom barely won her battle with
breast cancer when I was a kid.

Whole reason I'm in this thing.

That's good for you, man.

- That's what's up.
- That being said,

this social media gig is kind of fun.

Maybe I'll stick around.

At least long enough
for the rematch next year.

- Okay, okay, okay.
- We comin' back. We comin' back.

You got lucky...

Yeah!

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LAPD! LAPD!

LAPD!

LAPD! LAPD! LAPD! LAPD!

Luca! Luca! Luca!

Luca! Luca! Luca! Luca!