MAN: Previously on SWAT...
MICHAEL: Jessica can't sleep with one of her subordinates,
and if you cared about Jessica,
you'd want to protect her. I hate this.
HONDO: The timing isn't right. You got to do you,
and you can't do that with me.
(AUTOMATIC GUNFIRE)
HICKS: 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.
HONDO: How far you and Buck go back?
He knew my mom. Put her in prison.
I've been watching Street, and if I can't be here to help him,
I'm hoping you will.
Come on, Boot.
Or is everyone from Hollywood Division this slow?
I swear I trained him better than this.
HICKS: Witnesses saw a girl
dragged from a car registered to a Keri Sims,
22-year-old actress from Ohio.
She fits the profile of his other victims.
The "Vanity Killer." All the screenwriters in town,
they can't come up with a better name than that?
Buck. Sir.
Robbery-Homicide's on site with more details.
All right. We got to roll, people.
You can cross your T's in the truck.
Where we headed? Baldwin Village.
We get this done in time, we can hit Phillips on Crenshaw.
What's Phillip's? HONDO and JESSICA: Best ribs in L.A.
How you know my spot? Girl's got to eat.
(ENGINE STARTS)
Ninety-six seconds.
I think we can get it down under 90.
Only two weeks on the job,
and already pushing for better.
I like the ambition, Cortez.
I've had eight bodies turn up within a mile of this spot since August.
Don't know diddly about the killer,
but Forensics says that all the vics were locked up someplace damp,
cold and full of asbestos before they died.
And you think this building's where your guy's been keeping them?
The girl that was seen dragged inside fits his M.O. to a T.
You couple that with the location, the reinforced steel doors,
it's the best lead I've had so far.
He expecting us? Shouldn't be.
We kept our distance.
Didn't want to spook him with a possible live victim inside.
If he keeps his prisoners alive for a while, why not just wait him out?
He tortures his victims for weeks,
I got no proof he ever leaves them alone.
You really want to set up camp
while he slow kills an innocent?
We'll bring him down. Thank you, Detective.
Okay, Hondo, Luca, Red Team, you're with me.
Deacon, you're Blue Team with Chris and Tan.
Stay liquid, fill the gaps.
This is why we're here.
CHRIS: It's dark.
We got eyes, but it's dark on our end.
Nothing moving. We're dark, too.
Blowing the door. Go!
Red Team is in.
Blue Team securing the rear.
Give me two!
Left side clear! Right side clear!
HONDO: Give me two! Give me two!
Right side clear!
Left side clear! We're clear!
Give me two! Let's go.
Going right.
Left side clear! Right side clear!
Hands!
Running!
He's here. On my way.
Chris and Tan have the rear secure.
I got left!
Hang on! I got right!
ReEncoded By Dr.XJ | PSA www.PSArips.com
(SIGHS IN RELIEF)
Luca, get her out of here. Hondo, with me.
It's okay. I got you. (CRYING)
It's Keri, right? You're gonna come with me, okay? Uh-huh.
Come on. No. What about him?
Trailers! I need trailers!
DEACON: En route to assist. Come here.
We got trip wire.
Yeah.
Hang on there, buddy.
He's got enough C-4 to blow the entire building.
HARWELL: Better back off.
Pull back.
Wire.
We got explosives! Evacuate!
Everybody out now!
I'm waiting on trailers. I got a second victim here.
DEACON: Entering the building now.
BUCK: Negative, Deac! This place is about to blow!
Luca, get out, now!
Please. Help me.
Look, give me two minutes, okay?
In two minutes, you'll all be charcoal. Evacuate now, Luca!
That's an order!
(PANTING)
Hey. I'll come back for you.
I promise.
Come on. Come on!
I got a live victim and a stack of explosives.
I need that bomb squad yesterday!
(PANTING)
Hey. Come on! Come on! Let's go!
I got her. I got her. You'll be safe here, okay?
I got her. Luca, stop!
There's still a man in there!
(FIRE ROARING)
Look, one bedroom, washer-dryer...
Not that you'd use them.
Why are you so snarky?
It's not like your socks smell any better.
Because I eat on that table, Luca.
It's been four months. Don't you want your own place?
Ooh!
Benji's Bakery booth.
Their chocolate croissants will change your life. No.
Come on. It's my treat. I just want...
STREET: We're not stopping for pastries.
No. Forget the pastries. Follow me.
What's up? You want to tell me what this is about?
Hey, remember a couple years ago,
that psycho that was cutting up all the pretty people?
STREET: Yeah, his victims were all, like,
L.A. newcomers chasing Hollywood dreams, right?
Yeah, exactly. "Vanity Killer."
STREET: What about him?
WOMAN: Namaste. Thank you.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
Excuse me. Excuse me. Sorry. Sorry.
Excuse me, excuse me.
That's him. Hey!
Hey!
(ENGINE STARTS)
(SHOUTS)
Damn it!
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
Hey, Buck, it's Hondo, man. I've left a few of these now.
Appreciate a call back. I'm here at your house,
but it doesn't look like you've been here in a while.
Let me know if you're out of town or something, all right?
Buck?
(BEEPING)
Buck?
(PHONE RINGING)
Hey, Luca. What's up?
Hey, you won't believe who I just saw.
Remember that sicko that nearly blew us up two years ago in Baldwin Village?
The serial killer?
He's alive, bro, and he's here.
I almost had him. HONDO: All right, wait a minute.
What happened? What makes you think it was him?
No, I don't think. I know. Trust me. I got his plate number.
We got to get with that detective working the case.
Text me his plate number. Okay.
(INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER)
Somebody get caught cheating with their secretary?
Both single, but we'll probably find
a jealous somebody somewhere.
You were pretty cryptic on the phone. What brings you to me?
I got a call from one of my guys who swears he just saw the Vanity Killer.
He blew himself up. Y... You were there.
He blew the building. Forensics never found his remains.
Well, the killings stopped, didn't they?
My guy is not the type to cry wolf.
Got a 20 on this guy? I just got a plate number.
Hondo, I got a backlog longer than the lines at Disneyland.
I can't let warm bodies go cold
just 'cause your guy thinks he saw a ghost.
I'm not asking you to do the legwork.
Just send over the Homicide case file. Let me take a look.
Hell, if you want to play detective on your day off,
I'll give you access to the whole system.
You get me a good lead, and I'll make time to work it.
All right. That's all I ask. All right.
Appreciate it.
(GRUNTING)
Okay? So make sure you keep your elbows tight
when you're going in for the clench. (PANTING)
Okay. Pair up and practice.
Hey.
God, what an awesome surprise.
You're looking fierce.
Do you want to help with some demos? No.
I'd love to, but I'm actually here
with some pretty serious news.
I saw him today.
Down by the marina. He got away.
Um, come here.
Um...
Like him, him?
Yeah.
He's dead. We saw the explosion.
I don't know how, but... it was him.
Look, we're gonna be all over this, I promise you that,
but it might be good if you hang at the station till we get him.
If he thinks the heat's back on,
and he knows you can I.D. him...
It's just better to play it safe.
(BREATHING DEEPLY) Yeah, of course.
Okay, I'm gonna get my stuff. Okay.
Wendy.
Hey. Hey, Hondo.
I thought your team was down today. Oh, we are.
I just came in to help Luca with something. Listen, um...
I know Buck's been coming to see you
ever since the Raymont Harris shooting.
I'm just wondering if he's doing all right lately.
I'm a little worried about him.
Well, the whole doctor-patient thing
keeps my lips pretty tight, but I am getting concerned.
He was doing great,
then he missed his last two therapy sessions.
Did he give you a reason? Nope.
He, uh, didn't cancel them.
He just didn't show up.
Haven't heard a word from him.
I was actually gonna ask you about him.
All right, thanks. Will you let me know if he calls?
If you promise to do the same.
Of course. Okay.
HICKS: "You need to change your tune, lady,
before somebody gets hurt, like you."
Hmm.
Where was this, exactly?
Right here on my desk.
Last week, your car gets vandalized, now you're getting threats.
You pissed a lot of people off
with that police accountability proposal.
No address, just my name on the envelope.
Someone delivered it personally.
Well, you were off yesterday,
so it was someone who swiped into the building
in the last 36 hours.
Hard to believe one of our officers
would stoop to an anonymous threat.
I don't want to tell you I told you so, but...
Sounds like you just did.
I'm gonna get threat management
to launch an investigation.
Meanwhile, I want an R-100 security detail
shadowing you around the clock.
Sir, I'd like the chance to address our teams first.
You already got a target on your back, Jessica,
you go barking at the troops, you're only gonna make it bigger.
I'm not asking you to hold up the investigation.
Just keep things quiet until the end of today.
All right, I don't want you leaving the building without an escort.
I'm not taking any chances with this.
Understood. (DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
Hey. I hope it's cool, I brought a guest.
This young lady is always welcome. (CHUCKLES)
Keri, oh, how you doing? I'm digging the new-look.
Yeah, not after the same kind of attention I used to be, so...
Figured she'd be safer here with us. Of course.
So, you get with Detective Rose?
Yeah, yeah, but he's stretched pretty thin,
so for the moment, we're flying solo.
What? How-how is this not a priority?
Once we get something solid, it will be.
Okay, you get anything off the plate?
Well, the license links to a bunk car.
It was impounded months ago.
But Rose plugged me into his vehicle tracking system,
and I think I might have something.
All right, this system's pretty dope.
City's got cameras all over that automatically record license plates.
Like hidden cameras? Cameras in squad cars,
traffic cams, those little parking ticket carts.
If you plug in a plate number and a time frame,
the system will tell you anywhere that car was recorded.
So I plugged in the plate Luca gave me,
and it actually came up a half a dozen times this morning,
but it went silent an hour ago.
It was last tagged on a side street in North Hollywood.
That means it's got to be parked somewhere close by, then, right?
If the car's still moving, the system should pick it back up.
Well, great. Let's call Rose. Let's go get him, man.
Hey, Luca, slow down. We got to get eyes on this guy
and be 100 it's him before we go back to RHD.
I am a hundred.
All right, let's go get him.
Keri, is it cool if you chill here for a bit?
Yeah. Is it okay if I use your gym? Knock yourself out.
You know, Luca, that's quite an eye you got,
spotting him after so long,
especially when we all thought he was dead.
No, I never thought that.
How come you're so sure about this?
Hondo, I had this guy's sketch on my fridge for two years.
I'd know his face anywhere.
I would've put it up at Street's place
if he wasn't so touchy about his pad.
He's not an easy guy to live with, by the way, trust me.
Oh, he's the pain-in-the-ass roommate, not you?
Wait a minute. You're still bunking at Street's?
Yeah. Oh, I got to buy that kid a beer.
He just set a new record. He plays like
he's done with it, but I don't think
he really wants me to leave.
(LAUGHS)
How'd you find Keri so fast?
We keep in touch.
You know, I mean, we were both pretty rattled after that night.
Changed her life.
Took that poor girl's dreams away.
Sometimes it's good to talk to each other.
You know that bastard made her watch
as he tortured the other guy?
He told Keri the only way that he'd stop
is if she killed the guy herself.
There. That's the car!
(TIRES SCREECHING)
This is Sergeant Harrelson, requesting assistance
with a suspicious vehicle.
JIM: That you, Lance?
Stop playing around. You're late enough.
Wha...
Guessing neither of you is Lance.
We're Metro SWAT. Who's Lance?
The-the guy I'm waiting to shoot.
Is he a big guy? Drives a gray SUV?
No, he's pretty and broke.
He drives an old beater.
He's also two hours late and not answering calls.
He's not answering his phone?
Even his agent can't find him, which is weird,
'cause nobody at his level ignores their agent.
(CHUCKLES) Right?
HONDO: Name's Lance Roy. I need a 20 on his cell phone,
personal vehicle, whatever you can get me.
Guy must've seen me clock him at the park,
ditched his ride to be safe.
Yeah, but not his plan to snatch another victim.
Probably tracking this Lance guy for weeks.
I'll bet he was in that yoga class.
The killer knew he'd be here, too,
so he kidnapped him in his own car.
(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)
You hear that? Yeah.
(CONTINUES VIBRATING)
Luca. Yeah.
Yep, that's his agent.
(CONTINUES VIBRATING)
(SIGHS)
I'm really starting to wish you weren't right about this.
Yep, you and me both.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Any idea what this is all about?
No idea. But seems pretty major.
Luca told us what's up with that psycho resurfacing.
Yeah. We want to help.
All of us. I knew you would.
I'll bring you all up to speed when whatever this is wraps up.
Listen up!
Thank you for coming in,
especially those who were scheduled to have the day off.
Unfortunately, we're here to discuss the actions of someone in this unit.
This morning, Captain Cortez found a letter on her desk
posing an anonymous threat to her safety.
Captain Cortez would like to address you directly.
Captain.
Many of you don't agree with my recent police accountability proposals,
and that's fine.
But first, I had my tires slashed,
and now I've been personally threatened.
I became a police officer because I believe in what that stands for.
I know most of you feel the same.
Most of you would have no tolerance for something like this.
So here's my offer,
if the person who wrote the letter comes forward
in the next hour, we talk this out, one on one.
If not,
it becomes a criminal investigation.
(MURMURING)
Nobody liked those proposals, but this is a disgrace.
Thought the captain handled herself well.
More tolerant than I would've been.
A threat from inside SWAT?
This is crazy.
You don't pull a stunt like that
and get to call yourself an officer.
You imagine what Buck would say?
He'd be the first one wanting to swing the ax.
Have you heard from him lately?
Uh, we caught a pay-per-view fight a couple weeks back.
Why?
No, it's probably nothing.
I stopped by his place, but it looked like
he hadn't been there in a while.
He's not returning any calls.
You try Long Beach? What's in Long Beach?
He's got, like, a couple hangouts there
he heads to when he wants to unplug.
That's mostly where I used to see him.
I just saw something that's got me worried.
I think he might be having some type of financial trouble.
Do you mind trying to find him? Make sure he's all right?
Yeah, of course. Anything for Buck.
Okay.
Hey.
You okay?
Not exactly the way I wanted to start my week.
Why didn't you tell me?
Because that's not who we are now. Hey.
A threat like this could be really serious.
It's just a cop blowing off steam.
You don't know that.
Let me stop by after work and check up on you.
I want to read this letter for myself.
You finally got it.
SWAT eagle. Yeah.
I promised myself I would if I ever made 20-David.
I just, wanted to make sure I could hold on to the job.
Well, I guess you still need to pick up your stuff
from my place anyway.
I'll stop by later tonight.
Okay.
Trying to make the rest of us look lazy, or what?
(CHUCKLES)
(LAUGHS)
Just getting my sweat on.
Was that big meeting about our guy?
No, it was something else. Um, we did get some news, though.
We think he grabbed someone new.
When? Today?
Couple hours ago.
I keep thinking, what if he sped things up 'cause he saw me this morning?
No, Luca, you can't blame yourself. It's all on him.
I just don't want him taking another life.
Anything I can do to help? Yeah, maybe.
If you're up for it.
We got your statement from the file,
but I know a lot of times, um,
details, they don't come back till later.
And I don't want to make you relive anything
that you're uncomfortable with,
but if you're willing,
we got someone you can sit down with.
You never know what you might remember.
Okay, Keri, this isn't official.
Absolutely no pressure.
Just share whatever you can recall
and whatever you're comfortable with.
Yeah, of course.
Maybe what we should do is start from when you were first taken.
(CLEARS THROAT)
Um, I was still new here.
I was still trying to get my face on billboards,
you know, get movie roles.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
Now half the time, I wish I was invisible.
I was coming out of an audition
when he stopped me, and he said he was
with the casting director and they needed an extra headshot.
Um, I thought that was weird, but hopefully a good thing.
You know, had one in the car, so why not?
But when I opened the door, he pointed a gun at me,
uh, told me to get in.
Uh, and then he handcuffed my wrists and ankles,
and we drove off.
He kept me face down, in the back.
And I kept thinking, I should have fought to get away,
I should have made him shoot me.
But it was too late.
He took me to a place that smelled like...
Vomit.
There was a another prisoner there, a man.
He was chained to a wall.
There were, um, half-eaten burritos
and-and gas station food wrappers everywhere.
That's all he fed us.
He said he'd like to watch me eat,
but that tonight we'd watch the man die instead.
He, uh, tortured him for hours.
I begged him to stop.
I'm sorry. I know none of this is helpful.
No, no, no. You don't need to apologize.
Your bravery is an inspiration.
(SNIFFLES)
Thank you.
You did great. Yeah.
You guys being here means a lot.
We don't get enough days off as it is.
I was knee-deep in diapers anyway.
Yeah, and if I have to hear about
my Uncle Wiso's plastic hip one more time,
I might just have to break his other one.
Well, meanwhile, me and Luca spent the morning chasing down his hunch.
And it turns out, it's a pretty good one.
A killer that we thought was dead is still out there.
Now, we got to do whatever we can
to find this guy before he takes another life.
Did you get anything off the SUV he ditched?
Forensics is swabbing for DNA and fingerprints,
but that's gonna take some time.
Meanwhile, we think the killer might be using
a 2001 CR-V registered to a Lance Roy.
Now, this Lance, he's good kid.
He was a volunteer firefighter back in Iowa
before he decided to come to Hollywood
and try to be somebody in the biz.
Now, his car has no GPS, and the plate tracker
hasn't dinged since this morning.
Anything else to go on?
I tracked the suspect's abandoned SUV
for the past two weeks,
back before he knew we were onto him.
He was rolling around during the day,
but he was also tagged days and nights
going in and out of Agoura Hills.
Big area to canvass. We know anything about his habits?
Could be a regular at a coffee shop or at a bar?
Hey. Hey.
How'd it go with Keri? That girl's a rock.
Can't imagine what she's been through.
What's this?
We think our suspect might live
somewhere in this area. Nice.
I got something that might help.
Keri said that the guy only fed the victims junk food
from, like, gas stations or convenience stores.
Well, it's only convenient if it's close to home.
* Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah
* What condition my condition was in
* I woke up this morning with the sundown
* Shining in
* I found my mind in a brown paper bag within...
You know, when someone turns their phone off,
it's usually not code for, "Hey, come find me."
Maybe I'm just here to bowl. Nice shoes.
So, uh, how's tricks?
Everything good?
Oh, yeah. Never better.
Is that why you're bowling alone in Long Beach?
It's a perk of retirement.
So, I see you still suck at this.
I had a horrible teacher.
Hey, uh,
something going on between you and Hondo?
He said that you're not returning his calls.
I guess you two are getting on now?
Oh, what makes you say that?
Well, Hondo's not the kind of guy to ask for help.
He wouldn't send you to find me if he didn't trust you.
Unless he's just so worried that he didn't have a choice.
Worried about what, exactly?
Just... How you're doing.
If you're getting by.
Maybe he thinks you're in some sort of financial trouble.
There you go.
Guess I shouldn't have told him where I keep the spare key.
Well, you disappeared.
Would you rather none of us cared?
So, you want to tell me what happened? You bent your wrist.
Fine. Um...
So, I had a chunk of money I wanted to be
a little bit more aggressive with.
Uh, had a clock on it.
You know, so I, uh... I found a start-up company,
you know, looked promising.
I-I took a gamble on it, and I, uh, I lost.
That's-that's the end of the story.
What do you mean it had a clock on it?
(CHUCKLES) You just don't let up, do you?
Somehow you love me for it.
I spent my life serving the city,
and I undid everything I had accomplished
with a single mistake.
Talking about that kid you shot?
Raymont Harris.
Yeah, I wanted to pay off his college tuition anonymously,
but I-I screwed that up, too.
But, hey, I can still bowl a 200.
Did I ever tell you about the time
my mom shot my dad dead when I was 12,
and the arresting officer sat me down for a little talk?
That where you learned to stick your nose
in other people's business?
Probably.
Anyway, he said something
that really, really stuck with me.
(CHUCKLES) You're gonna throw my own words back at me right now?
He said sometimes you get kicked in the teeth,
and it hurts like hell,
but life is not about how many blows you take.
It is about how hard you hit back.
You were a kid back then, right, and I was a cop
who still had a lot of fight in him.
Things are different now.
How? You just got to stop beating yourself up.
You got to get back in the fight.
Look, I appreciate you coming down here to set me straight.
I do. But I'm just not interested
in throwing any more punches, Jimmy.
I'm done.
What am I supposed to tell Hondo?
Well, you tell Hondo to worry about himself.
And tell him to worry about the team.
No more scratchers.
Hey, 15 stores. I'm out of cash.
CHRIS: You got to play till you win, right?
Yeah. Or until you go bankrupt.
(CREAKING QUIETLY)
Come on, come on, come on.
(SIGHS)
Come on. Damn it.
Everything all right?
Yeah. Can't get an even pace.
Uh, slow on the bottom, fast on the top.
And that's a problem why?
They don't roll even, they don't cook even. It's not calculus.
Like you don't take pride in your work? What do you need?
(chuckles softly)
Arty, is it?
Yep.
We're hoping you've seen a customer in here
who resembles the man in this sketch.
No way.
I knew that dude looked shady.
Why do you say that?
Because no one who eats like that is in their right mind.
Guy buys, like, the nastiest food we got.
Almost takes pleasure in it. Do you know his name?
Nah. Doesn't talk much, always pays in cash.
Why? What'd he do?
We're gonna need to see your security footage.
That's him.
His hair was different, and he had a beard then,
but I'd know his eyes anywhere. 100%.
Thanks, Miss Sims.
Hey, I'll catch up with you in a minute. Okay.
Our software matched the image from the security cam
to the DMV records
of an electrical engineer, Martin Harwell.
He's been in Portland for the last two years,
but he just moved back and bought a place in...
You guessed it... Agoura Hills.
City planner's pulling up blueprints of the house,
so we know what we're up against.
The last time, he had his place booby-trapped.
We should expect more of the same.
You guys made fast work out of finding this guy.
You get tired of being shot at, my unit's always looking.
We're more about "go get 'em" than "whodunit,"
so how about we go get him?
I'm rushing the warrant. Won't be long.
Long before what?
I'll bring you up to speed. Luca, go get geared up.
Have the rest of the team meet us on site.
You got it, man.
Street. (SIGHS)
Hey. Did you find Buck?
Yeah.
That money he lost, he wanted it to be a gift
for the kid that he shot.
He's trying to make things right, I guess.
That guilt's gonna eat him up alive.
But I think I know something that could help. It's just...
It's delicate.
Is there anything I can do?
Yeah. Get Buck in here at the end of the shift, all right?
All right. Done. Okay.
(SOBBING)
(GRUNTING)
(DOOR CLOSES)
No one came forward? Nope.
I really thought someone would.
Might have an idea why they didn't.
We pulled a print off the envelope. And?
We should talk about how to proceed.
It could get messy.
Hey. What's going on here?
We pulled a print off the envelope
containing a threat to Captain Cortez.
Your wife's prints were in the system
from volunteer work she did with kids,
and she was here at H.Q. yesterday to drop something off for you.
Wait, you're not saying...
Oh, Val. Please tell me you didn't write that letter.
I didn't want to get you in trouble.
But you weren't going to say anything,
and I think it's important that she knows
how the officers really feel. JESSICA: And you thought
threatening me was the best way to communicate that?
Your proposal makes it easier
to prosecute cops for doing their job.
You're threatening them.
My proposal says cops should be held
to the same standard as the citizens they protect.
Which is totally fair.
It's just, it's not what we all felt
when we first heard about it.
ROCKER: It kind of felt like you were
making it harder on cops instead of criminals.
Anyway,
a group of us got together, and we hit the bar
and got pretty riled up about it.
Riled up enough to vandalize the captain's vehicle last week?
I don't know anything about that.
But I was still upset when I got home.
Said a lot of things to Val that I probably shouldn't have.
All of them true. Val. Please.
I was never gonna follow through on anything in that letter.
I was just trying to make a point.
MUMFORD: So, Captain,
how do you want to handle this?
Watching someone you love head into danger every single day
must be incredibly difficult.
And you think I'm increasing that danger,
so I understand why you wrote the letter.
But everything I do is meant to keep our officers safe.
And anonymous threats are not the way to make me
change my mind on how to do that.
I'm not looking to do more damage here.
If you promise me our differences won't be
a problem in the future, I'm happy to let this go.
They won't.
I promise.
Okay, well, I'm glad we made peace here,
but this is a criminal offense, and crimes have consequences.
We can't just pretend like this didn't happen.
Well, consequences, sure, but can't we keep it in the family?
Well, if we're gonna enforce the law,
we also have to follow it, Sergeant.
Sir.
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLES) (WOMAN GRUNTS)
Wake up! (GASPS)
(CRYING)
We're just getting started.
(DOORBELL BUZZES)
May I help you?
Yeah, I'm with Water and Power.
We've, uh, we've had some outages in your area.
My power is fine.
Yeah. Just the same, I'd like to walk your property
and inspect the lines.
Should only take a minute.
Uh, I'm sorry. Now's not a good time.
Can you come back tomorrow?
Uh, suit yourself, but, uh, w-we're gonna have to cut power
while we run some tests on the system.
Should only take a couple minutes.
Fine. But could you make it quick, please? Thank you.
Okay, thank you. And I'm gonna leave a comment card here
by the gate, so you can let my boss know
that you're satisfied with my service.
We got two minutes to get in
before the power restores and we trigger the alarm.
Cut the power in three, two, go.
(WHIMPERING)
Shall we continue?
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(ELECTRICITY CRACKLES) (WOMAN SCREAMS)
HONDO: If this guy sticks to his M.O.,
we got two live hostages inside.
And one of them is running out of time quick.
(WOMAN SCREAMS) Remember, this guy's deep into security tech.
He's probably got some surprises waiting for us.
Might have more C4 on him.
If you see something, you alert the team and we pull back.
We're in.
(SCREAMS)
(SCREAMS, CRIES)
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(ALARM BLARING)
(GROANING)
(CRYING)
(ALARM CONTINUES BLARING)
(ALARM BLARING)
(SENSOR BEEPS)
(GAS SPRAYS) (CHRIS COUGHING)
(STREET GROANS)
(ALARM STOPS)
Well, I guess he knows we're here.
Any sign of explosives? DEACON: Negative.
No, but we got a Burglar Bomb shooting tear gas from the wall.
Luca, pass me the Hooligan.
All right, we got a reinforced door.
Preparing an explosive breach right now. CHRIS: Roger.
We got a door to work, too, but I think we can pop it.
(BEEP, HIGH-PITCHED ELECTRICAL WHINE)
LANCE: Down here! Help!
(CRYING)
Left side clear.
Right side clear.
Where is he?
He's-he's behind there.
Tan, stay ready.
Loosen them up.
I got you. I got you. You're gonna be okay.
All right, stay calm.
You're good. You're good.
I got you. I got you. Come on. Come on.
(GRUNTING) Easy. All right.
Found the C4.
HONDO: Copy that. Pull back.
Victims are secure. Let's get out of here.
I'm not letting this guy walk again.
HONDO: Luca, I repeat.
Pull back! That's an order!
(YELLS)
Luca!
(YELLING)
(GRUNTING)
No!
(SHOUTS) Why'd you do it?
Why? Why?
HONDO: Luca.
(GRUNTS)
Luca! Come on, man.
(SHOUTS)
(PANTING)
Target is secure.
Hey. I was just coming to find you.
I zonked out on Wendy's couch for a while.
Are you okay? Yeah.
Did you get him?
We got him, for good this time.
And the guy he took? He's safe and sound.
(CHUCKLES)
Along with another victim that we found
in that sicko's basement.
They're-they're both pretty shook up,
but physically they're gonna be okay.
I'd like to meet them.
Let them know they're not alone.
Yeah, of course. Come on.
You did good, now.
JESSICA: I got Hicks to drop the charge
from criminal threat to harassment.
Might hurt your pocketbook, but no jail time.
Thank you, Captain. I can't tell you what that means to me.
As long As you're here, anything else you'd like to discuss?
No, ma'am. Concerns about the proposal?
This whole thing has opened my eyes.
A lot.
Thank you, Rocker.
HONDO: I heard about the letter.
I'm glad it didn't become more serious.
Me, too.
So, I guess I, uh, I don't need to stop by.
I'll see you tomorrow.
I still need to get you your stuff.
I can meet you somewhere in between our places tomorrow.
That's fine.
Good night.
Ah, there he is. My future Bruin.
Ah, UCLA, baby. (LAUGHS)
You did the damn thing, man.
Congrats. I'm so proud of you.
Thanks. I'm pretty excited.
Well, you should be.
You want a water? Yeah.
All right.
So, listen, kid.
I had you come down here...
'cause I want to ask you something.
It's really important.
All right.
The officer who shot you, Buck,
he was like a mentor to me coming up.
Raymont, he was a damn good cop
and he did a lot of great things for this city.
Okay. What's that got to do with me?
He's suffering right now.
He can't seem to let go of his mistake.
And I'm supposed to help him out with that or something?
I was hoping you might be willing to meet him.
Let him look you in the eye and tell you he's sorry.
He doesn't need to do that.
I'm moving on. He should do the same.
I wish it was that easy, kid.
I understand that you've done a whole lot of suffering over this
and I'm so proud of you for how you bounced back.
I wouldn't be asking you to do this if it wasn't important.
I didn't deserve to get shot.
No, you did not.
And I'm not excusing his mistake.
But Buck is a thoughtful man.
It's why this whole thing is eating him alive.
Look, if it makes you too uncomfortable, I get it.
It's cool.
All I got to do is meet him?
Just hear him out
and see where it goes from there.
Raymont, the greatest thing that we can do for someone
who wronged us is to forgive them.
I don't know if I'm ready for this.
I mean, I thought I was, uh,
I was ready for this, but I don't know.
Hey, how many times growing up did you tell me,
"Always face your fears"?
Yeah, I didn't think you were ever listening.
I was.
Now it's your turn.
Got someone here who wants to meet you.
Now, listen to me, I don't, I don't want to do this
if you pressured him into it.
I don't, I don't wanT... Hondo...
Buck. Buck.
He wants it and you need it.
Come on.
Okay.
Raymont, come on in.
BUCK: Hey.
I'm Buck Spivey.
Raymont Harris.
Can we, uh, sit down, talk?
You sure that kid's ready for this?
He's a tough kid.
And Buck has a way of putting people at ease
and bringing out the best in them.
Yeah. Yeah, I might know a thing or two about that.
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