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1-Adam-13, show us code
six on citizen flag-down.

There's something going on in there.

Cops!

Shots fired! Shots fired!

Officers need help! Roll SWAT now!

We got five, six active shooters.

We're gonna be a code six.
We need to initiate an HRT.

Everyone knows their positions.
Keep it clean.

Make it a work of art.

All right, 15 seconds out.

- Lakers play tonight?
- Golden State.

Let's clean this up in
time for the second half.

All right, I want you
to fill the gaps,

stay liquid.

- You with us, Hondo?
- Fill the gaps,

stay liquid. You say
it so damn much, Buck,

I finally got it tattooed on my ass.

All right, here we go!

Officer down!

Officer down!

We got rabbits!

You all right?

He took one in the arm.

Ambulance is on the way.

Move! Move!

Mama, fireworks!

Hey, you're okay. You're okay.

Go inside, hide.

I got him!

Hondo, suspect left.

Luca, with me.

Get out! Get out!

Situation's going south.

We got to shut this down.

- Get out of the car!
- I got the guy with the beard.

Yeah, I got Justin Bieber.

We're a gun short here, Hondo.

I'll be there! Start the countdown.

All right, we'll go on my count.
On three.

One...

Take the dude with the beanie, Hondo.

Two...

Three.

Get down!

Oh, God.

Civilian is down. I
repeat, civilian is down.

I need backup.

Hey. We got help coming.

All right, stay with me.

Stay with me.

You're okay.

Just stay with me.

You're all right, stay with me.

I got it, Buck.

Hey, kid. Look at me, talk to me.

Talk to me, what's your name?

- Raymont.
- Raymont?

All right. You live here?

Yeah? Me, too.

I grew up four blocks that way.

I kissed my first girl, Yvonne
Thomas, behind that rec center.

Huh? Come on, you know what
I'm talking about, right?

They still making out over there?

Huh? Talk to me.

Stay with me. They still
making out over there?

Yeah. I don't got a girl.

Okay, okay, that's cool. That's
cool, don't even worry about it.

You wait till the girls see this
new scar you're about to have.

You're gonna have your pick, trust me.

Ambulance went to the wrong spot.

They're still ten minutes out.

This kid doesn't have ten minutes.

Luca, get him on the truck. Let's go.
Let's get the doors.

Come on. Come on. Okay? Let's go.

He ain't no gangbanger!

I know you're probably scared
right now, and that's all right.

No, no, no, it's all right.

Scared is good.

It means your brain's working right,

it means your body's fighting.

You and me, we got this.

We both fight together.

I stopped the bleeding,
started a line.

Kid says he's O positive,
blood pressure's dropping.

We got it from here. Let's go.

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What happened?

That neighborhood is all shot to hell.

Not our bullets.

What about the bulletin that kid?

Well, he's in surgery now, but...

Doctors say maybe yes, maybe no.

If it wasn't for Hondo,

he'd have been D.O.A.

Nice save.

Deacon, the team's yours

until Buck's cleared for duty.

Yes, ma'am.

All right, thanks.

What's the word, Hondo?

Raymont's still in surgery.
We'll know more in the morning.

- Man, poor kid.
- I mean,

- it was an accident.
- True or not, Luca,

there's too much bad history
for a lot of these folks.

Tomorrow's looking like a busy day.

Buck will be back.

Soon.

Until then, let's make him proud.

I'll see you in the morning.

You scared me.

You don't feel scared to me.

That neighborhood is so angry.

And it's only gonna mushroom.

Buck shot an unarmed kid.

It was a split-second call.

Bullets were flying.

Listen, there's something else
I need to talk to you about.

What's that?

Us.

This is more than just
hooking up at this point.

You have a key, toothbrush,
change of clothes.

I'm about to get my own
coffee cup, right?

Hmm?

Think you've earned it?

You tell me.

Actually...

I meant this.

"Professional
relationship disclosure"?

This is a joke, right?

It's department policy.

It's a policy that everybody ignores.

I'm a woman.

I'm young. I'm an immigrant.

That's three strikes for
a lot of the brass.

You don't want to call it a
relationship, officially.

I like this, obviously.

But I'm not gonna lose
my career over it.

I spent the last 12...

Okay. Hey, hey, hey.

I'll sign it.

You will?

Yeah.

Yeah, I know. We're changing now.

We're doing a live feed.

There you are.

Hicks needs you right now.

What the hell is this?

Just smile and nod.

We'll talk afterwards.

In the course of responding to
an attack on two police officers

last night, the SWAT unit

to my right killed four
suspects and rescued a family

who had been carjacked.

Well, sadly, a 17-year-old
young man, Raymont Harris,

was accidentally shot
and seriously injured

by team leader, Buck Spivey.

Now, this morning, I
terminated Sergeant Spivey.

SWAT demands the highest standards,

and Angelenos have the right to know

that actions have consequences.

Sergeant Harrelson, would
you please join me?

Today I am assigning
20-David designation,

the senior SWAT sergeant
and command of this unit,

to Sergeant Daniel Harrelson,

who exhibited immense
bravery under fire

to prevent last night's incident

from becoming far worse than
what it otherwise might've been.

So, please join me

in congratulating Sergeant Harrelson

on a well-deserved appointment.

Good work, gentlemen.

Hicks made the decision
himself this morning.

And he thinks

promoting a black man on
live TV is gonna fix that?

He thinks it's better
than doing nothing.

Come on, Jess.

The people there can see right
through this kind of BS.

They know the difference
between a press conference

and what really goes
down on the street.

How many times have you told me

there's a better way
to do things here?

Treat the community like
family rather than the enemy.

Now's your chance to prove it.

He doesn't want my ideas.

He wants a mascot.

He's giving you a team.

What you do with it is up to you.

Deacon was up next.

Deacon is a good man.

You lead, he'll follow.

All right, until I
can figure out a way

to get Buck back on this team,

give me Rankins.

You're getting Jim Street.

Who is Jim Street?

Transfer from Long Beach.

So now I got to break in a new guy?

We're starting you slow.

Hicks wants you at the protest rally.

Starts in an hour.

Thanks.

Crowd control. No.

I want to be out there
trying to get the guy

we just lost last night.

The gun dealer you caught
last night, Yorba Glennon,

was selling weapons to
the man who got away.

Doesn't know his name.

Okay, so we'll look into it.

Mumford's team is running point.

You're gonna give
Mumford the good lead?

And me community relations?

You know I'm not that guy.

If anyone can bridge the
gap between that community

and the police, it's you.

Buck got boned big-time.

How do we fix this?

They can't just fire him

without having done an investigation.

They just did.

And Hondo's great and all,
but that job's yours, Deac.

I mean, all the years that
you put in and waited.

- I mean, you earned it.
- No one knows

Buck got screwed more than me.

I learned everything I
know about SWAT from him,

so I'm not about to
switch up anything.

Now, we have to change
into our dress blues.

We're going to Avalon Park

to keep the peace.

We heading out a man down?

Nope.

Getting Jim Street.

Who?

Just leave the ticket on my bike.

I'm late for work! Sorry!

You Hondo?

Jim Street.

You're cutting it a
little close, Street.

Sorry, yeah, I, uh, hit,
like, a thousand red lights.

We don't do excuses here.

And you're in the wrong uniform.

Go get changed up. We're rolling out.

Music to my ears.
Don't worry about me.

You just point me in
the right direction.

Here to kick ass.

SWAT isn't about kicking ass.

It's about saving lives.

Yeah, which sometimes requires

kicking a little ass.

Right?

Hey-hey! If it isn't

America's top cop.

Did you drive into work this morning

or swing from building to building

like Spider-Man?

Spider-Man.

"Those were Hick" words, not mine.

I miss some kind of
drama or is this guy's

default button just set on dick mode?

Don't know who your new smart-ass is,

but good luck with that.

We're on our way to find the guy

that Buck let get away last night.

Later.

Hondo.

How you doing, brother?

Doing good.

So you here for business or pleasure?

Here on business, Dale.

But also making sure that you're
not stealing too many hearts

from all these fine ladiesout here.

So, I saw on the TV that you
got some big promotion.

Does that mean that you can do

something about what's going on?

I aim to try, Dale.

Well, I'll be watching.

We all will be.

Say hi to your aunt and nieces for me.

I'll see you around.

What color you supposed
to be, brother?

Black or blue?

You gonna have to pick.

I saw your K-9 patch.
Where's the mutt?

Champ? Just retired.

His hip started to go.

I got him at my place.

I'm getting ready to train a new dog.

You pick one out yet?

Nope. Still choosing.

Maybe, uh,

off-duty, you could
teach me a few tricks.

I like dogs, not dawgs.

Hey, texted with a buddy
down in Long Beach

about you, Street.

Sounds like it ended
pretty rocky down there.

Anything we should know?
Nothing stays secret

too long in SWAT.

I plan on keeping any
secrets from you guys,

I'll let you know.

Hey, Deac.

I was thinking me and you could
go grab a beer one night.

Talk about ways to make
the team more efficient.

Depends on the night.

I'm Gerald Ewing,

and Raymont Harris is my cousin.

Raymont's a straight "A"
student at his high school.

Last night, picking up some groceries,

a cop shot him.

This is the third police shooting here

in the last six months.

You don't see them shoot
people in Brentwood, do you?!

- No!
- Bel Air?!

No!

How many times are we gonna

let this happen before some...

The roof! Northeast!

- Go, go, go.
- Go, go!

Hey! You crazy?!

Nothing.

Nope. Nada.

Hey. You're a hot mess.

You're out of position,
you're moving too fast.

They teach you anything
down in Long Beach?

Moving too fast?

I was trying to get to the
shooter before he got away.

By running through the middle
of the park with no cover?

I got here before
anyone else, didn't I?

Lesson one, Street.

Never be in a hurry to die.

Dead cop. Dead civilian. Both white.

Someone knew what they were doing.

Expert shot, line of
sight, escape route.

Best we could do from
security cameras.

No I.D.

We know the shooter's black...
racial payback

for the Raymont Harris shooting.

Robbery-Homicide found some

unusual shell casings.

Might track back to the sniper.

Best lead we have.

Couple different ways I can
think of to track that down.

Coordinate with RHD, take point on it.

You bet.

Hondo, your team will pick
up any spillover duties.

At least until there's
another press conference?

These are outstanding
warrants for felons

in a three-mile radius
of the park shooting.

Coordinate with South
Bureau's Gang Enforcement.

Start knocking some doors down;
I want to see what oozes out.

I want to make that neighborhood hurt.

Those are proud people

who usually get the
short end of the stick,

and you want to make them hurt?

They started a war with us, Hondo.

Black on white. Maybe you noticed.

So we're gonna squeeze 'em,
until someone tells us

who did this. Clear?

- Crystal.
- Pick out the promising ones,

give the others to Hondo.

Don't come back empty-handed.

Be careful, but be quick.

We already had a bank robbery
we couldn't respond to

because of this shooting.

Hey. Guess who's in the locker room.

Get out of here, Hondo.

You don't want to be around my stink.

We're gonna fix this. I'm
gonna push Hicks and Cortez.

This is not the end, Buck.

Stop. All right, it's over.

I was chasing a white suspect,

end up shooting an unarmed black kid.

- Not exactly protocol.
- It was an accident.

Not one that I would
tolerate on my team.

Buck, this is wrong.

Look, you and Jenny,
come over the house,

I'll make that gumbo you
like, and then we'll...

Jenny... Jenny left.
Four, five months ago.

How come you didn't say anything?

Because I wasn't looking for sympathy.

I wanted to do the job.

It's your job now.

This is some job.

Hicks got me running around,
just smiling for the cameras,

and now he sandbags me and puts
this Street kid on the team.

I asked Hicks to put Street
on the team in my place.

Why? What do you even
know about the guy?

Yeah, I've been watching
him for a while.

I think he's got potential.

I can't be here to help him,

- I'm-I'm hoping you will.
- I got enough troubles

without trying to get
this kid over the hump.

Here's a dirty little secret.

I had no idea what I was
doing half the time.

You know, I mean, I think the key was

to not let you clowns realize it.

Don't run the team the way
that I would. Be Hondo.

You find your own way.

Stay liquid.

Warrant bingo.

Great.

Needle-in-a-haystack time.

Hey, we don't write the
music, we just play it.

It's wrong.

Taking the fight to South L.A.
is just wrong.

- It won't work.
- Well, those are the orders.

And this is my team.

Hicks wants to fire me,

let him fire me.

But we're gonna go a different way.

Which way is that?

We treat 'em like family.

Excusez-moi.

- Hey, ladies.
- Hey.

One for each of us.

Ooh, and one for Denise.

Hondo.

Don't tell me, you finally came
down here to propose to me?

Come on now, Bree, I done
told you a thousand times,

you way too much woman for me.

Only one way to find out for sure.

Girl, you don't ever quit, do you?

Not till you come to your senses.

I got to talk a little business.

We're looking into that park shooting

down the block, and we both know,

don't nothing happen in this zip code

that doesn't get
discussed or dissected

by the ladies up in this room.

I'm not sure it'll help,
but maybe talk to Jemele.

Jemele, you got a little
something I can use?

My friend Penny,

she has this ex who's always
trying to get back with her.

Texted her this
afternoon, talking about

he saw the shooter driving
away from the park.

Now, Penny figured it was
just another one of his lies,

but, well, you know how that go.

You think you can get
this Penny on the phone?

Of course I can.

What's up, Shorty? You're
a hard man to find.

I know you?

Dogs for all my guys, please.

You know, when you witness a crime,

you're supposed to tell the police.

- Brother, I ain't seen no crime.
- Oh, yeah?

Then why'd you text
this to Penny girl?

You talk to Penny?
What she say about me?

Come on now, you know you got
to say something to me first.

What'd you see, Shorty?

I was setting up down
the road from the park.

Figured I'd make a couple
dollars, you know,

'cause the rally was going on.

Heard some shots, 30 seconds later,

tow truck came ripping right past me.

Tow truck? Wait, so you didn't
actually see a shooter?

Not sure if it was the
shooter or not, but...

he was driving fast, like
he ain't want to be there.

Did you see who was behind the wheel?

You see a name on the truck?

No, just a logo, like, like
an anchor or something.

That sounds like Hook & Go Towing.

Used to be Old Man Roger's
place before he died.

I'm not sure who owns it now.

Guess we better find out.

Ooh.

Mmm.

So what Penny got to say about me?

I think it's time for you to
look for other options, Shorty.

You sure?

Damn sure.

Can I help you?

Tell him we're looking
for a black guy.

- Yeah, are you the owner here?
- Yeah, that's right.

We're Metro SWAT. We're
talking to people

in the neighborhood about
the park shooting.

Anyone take that tow truck out today?

Yeah, Luis ran some errands
earlier this afternoon.

You buy this place
from Old Man Rogers?

My uncle did. I run it now.

What's your name?

Why?

Did I do something wrong?

How 'bout you cops go roust
some actual criminals?

How 'bout you show

a little respect? Answer the question.

Why don't you take your
question and shove...

Hey-hey-hey, chill out. Chill out.

Chill out.

Talk to me.

So no one else has access to
that tow truck out there?

No. Just the two of us.

20-David, 20-David,

50-David in need of
immediate assistance

at the intersection
of 22nd and Hooper.

- Let's go.
- On our way.

Nice chatting.

That's what you doing!

Here we go again!

Stop and look what they doing!

We'll take care of this!

You got to stay calm.

I need you to stay calm.

This will be over soon.

Please, just stay calm and let us...

Really? Really?

Everybody! Everybody, back up!

This does not need to escalate!

- Them boys didn't do nothing!
- Two of them have warrants!

- What about the other two?
- Resisting.

- You always say-they're resisting!
- Hey, hey! Calm down! Calm down!

I need you all to allow these officers

to take these men into custody.

- Men? One of them is 16!
- Listen to me!

Listen to me!

You have my word they'll
be treated respectfully.

Now, let 'em through. Let 'em through!

Back up, please. Back up, please.

_

You can't just ignore Hicks's orders

and expect me to cover for you.

There are better ways
to find the shooter.

Now Deacon says you're going

down to the hospital
to see Raymont Harris.

He's out of surgery, he's conscious.

- I want to pay my respects.
- No.

We both know there's a lawsuit coming.

So you can't see that kid.

Hey.

Been trying to read your
tone the last 24 hours.

Not exactly sure where
you and I are at.

You're under my direct command now.

No relationships allowed.

You're saying maybe we
should discuss this

a little further later
tonight, at your place?

No.

You saying tomorrow night, then?

Hondo, don't make this hard, okay?

If we want to stay together,

it means one of us has
to give up our job.

Well, I'm not letting you give
up yours; you work way too hard.

And I'm not letting you give up yours.

What you're doing is too important.

Guess that settles that, then.

See you tomorrow, boss.

Hey.

Hey.

Thought I'd, uh, get an early start.

Yeah, me, too.

Hey, Street.

You want to know how you
ended up on my team?

How's that?

Buck Spivey recommended you.

Yeah?

How far you and Buck go back?

Since I was a kid.

- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

What, he coach your
Little League team?

He, uh... he knew my mom.

He date her or something?

Put her in prison.

- Is she still there?
- Yup.

Next question.

Look, kid,

when I was new to SWAT,

I prided myself on being
the first one in the door,

never scared of nothing.

But then Buck sat me down,

and he said whatever
anger is motivating me,

I better find someplace
else to put it,

or it might be the person
next to me that I get killed.

I got no idea what's
going on in your life.

But whatever it is, I'm telling you,

find someplace else to put it.

This isn't your place.

I know it isn't.

None of us should be here right now.

Ma'am, would you mind if I said

just a few words to your son?

You were the one that saved me.

His partner was the one

that tried to kill you.

The surgeon saved you, Raymont.

I just helped you get
here in one piece.

I want you to know

how sorry I am this happened to you.

Nobody on the force wanted this.

Look, the truth is...

when I was younger, I got
into it with the cops.

I didn't do nothing wrong,
but somehow I still ended up

with a broken arm and my
face down in the pavement.

I went home, and for weeks,

I was bitching about the
cops this and the cops that.

But finally, my daddy
looked at me, and he said,

"Boy, if you really want
to do something to change

the police, join them."

And I did.

My point is, you're the type
of kid that I promised myself

I would always try to protect.

Thank you.

You get better.

What?

It was opened in our
mailroom 30 minutes ago.

The writer vows to kill two
African-American children

in Los Angeles as they leave
school this afternoon,

in retaliation for the
two white victims killed

at the rally in Avalon Park yesterday.

Don't let those guys catch up.
Come on now.

- That's my son!
- Back up. No, no, no.

So you go. Perfect.

There we go. Find any seat

on the bus, okay?

You got it. Come over here, buddy.

Here we go, love.

Let's go. On the bus.

Keep going to the back.

You're Raymont's cousin, right?

Yeah.

What's up?

Hey, look, man, I'm no snitch.

Sure. I see that.

But I appreciate what you
said in the hospital.

And I see what you're doing here.

I get you're different
than the rest of them.

So this is just us
talking, not me snitching.

Of course.

I had this friend that I grew up with.

Good cat.

Funny.

Joined the Army.

I didn't see him for a while.

Came home a couple months ago,
talking all this nonsense

about needing to tear down the system.

Just last week I saw him,
and he was talking like

things were happening and I was
never gonna see him again.

The thing is, what he did in the Army,

he was a sniper.

I don't know if that's
got anything to do

with what went down
in the park, but...

What's his name?

Daronte Drummond.

Where does he live?

Said he and these white
dudes from his unit

were sharing a crib in Echo Park.

Street!

Stay down.

Runner!

Right side clear!

Left side clear!

Room clear!

There's no Daronte.

Boss!

Check it out.

That's Daronte

with our two guys from
Hook and Go Towing.

And that's the guy Buck was
chasing the other night.

This is all connected.

- How?
- I don't know.

But Street, Tan, grab Deacon,

get down to that garage. Go!

This rooftop.

Chris, where the hell is this?

That's downtown by 4th and Fig.

All right, let's move.

What'd he say?

Not much. Our gunrunner
Yorba confirmed

he was selling weapons to a
group of ex-military guys.

No. Something doesn't add up.

Why is a black guy
threatening black schoolkids

as payback for two white
people that he killed?

Daronte and those guys

from Hook and Go were
discharged from the Army

after posting online about
overthrowing the government.

They bought the guns
from Yorba's crew.

When Raymont Harris

gets accidentally shot,

they take advantage of all the anger.

Drummond shoots the two
people at the rally

to get this city to turn on itself.

This isn't racial.

It's political.

What was his plan? They can't shoot

- any schoolkids from here.
- So what's the target?

Get me through, get me through.

Left side clear.

Right side clear.

Room clear.

"And the dead officers are
proof of your stupidity.

"The money we took from your
bank will go towards destroying

the corrupt system you
foolishly worship."

Dead officers?

I don't think we were
supposed to find that yet.

Let's roll out.

Hondo.

They're planning on
taking down some bank.

Is that Mumford and his guys?

Yeah. What the hell?

Cortez!

What's 50-David doing downtown?

There's a silent alarm
at First Finance Bank.

Mumford's team was the
only one in the area.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Didn't you say there was
a bank robbery during

the rally shootings and most of
the cops in the city were there?

That's right.

And now there's another bank job.

And all our cops

are watching the schools.

These are the same guys.

It's an ambush.

Cortez. We need...

Go! Go!

Deac, there's a robbery going down

at First Finance Bank on Grand.

Head straight there.

You heard him.

Their cars got trashed.

Get back!

I got the rabbit! Get Mumford!

Take care of business, fellas.

Why'd we let him drive?

Come on, come on!

Quit shooting, get inside!

Street.

Street!

Street!

Rick, get up!

Hey.

I would've had him.

No catch? All I got to
do is not get pinned

inside a second,

- cash is mine.
- That easy.

Beautiful.

All right.

One...

two...

three!

Luca's department champ,

three years running.

That's the easiest money ever.

Better luck next time, Long Beach.

- Anyway.
- Hey, man.

Congratulations, Luca.

Here's your cut.

- Really?
- Here's your cut.

Where you going?

Nobody likes the boss messing
up a perfectly good party.

Hey!

Good work today.

I'm out. All right.

Have a good one, boss.

Night.

- Deac.
- Ah!

I forgot my toothbrush.

You disobeyed my order not to
see Raymont in the hospital.

I'm sorry.

We're up!

Ooh!

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