02x14 - Log 14: S.W.A.T.

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Lincoln X-ray Ida 483.

One-Adam-12, a


with chains and knives.

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He's up there.

One-Adam-12
requesting an ambulance

at 1214 9th Avenue.

Advise all units we
have a sn*per on the roof.

One-Adam 12, roger.

All units, One-Adam-12
reports a sn*per on the roof.

You see anything?

No. He's down behind the ledge.

We couldn't hit him
from here anyway.

This is the police.

Everybody stay calm.

Stay next to the building.

Do not go into the street.

I repeat.

Do not go into the street.

Stay up against the buildings.

You take the back seat.

Stay low. Don't
give him an angle.

Doesn't look too good.

Neither will we if we
don't get out of here.

We got a guy wounded
in the back seat.

Guy's wounded. He's pretty bad.

One-Adam-12, advise
all units to stay clear

at 9th Street between
Grove and Elm

and 10th Street
between Grove and Elm.

We got a sn*per on the rooftop.

Requesting eight
units for traffic perimeter

at the following locations.





By the way, thanks
for the wave off.

One-Adam-12 to Watch Commander.

Watch Commander
to One-Adam-12, go.

We have a sn*per at


Recommend you set
up a command post,

roll a SWAT team, a logistics
truck, and a sound truck.

Traffic perimeters
moving in now.

Roger, One-Adam-12.

You better get another
ambulance here just in case.

Right. Is there anyone
else on the street?

Yeah, about 15 possibles.

Move out!

Traffic perimeter's
forming up now.

We better get those people
out of there before they panic.

Yeah, right.

Get back!

sn*per! Move out!

Stay back!

Get back!

Keep him down!

Are you okay?

Ain't no holes in me.

Where you hit?

My legs. They feel
like they're on fire.

I feel like I'm gonna pass out.

Okay, take it easy.

We'll have you out
of here in a minute.

I won't say you
shouldn't have done it,

but thanks a lot.

Don't mention it.

Go.

Okay, let's go.

The old man was right, I guess.

What do you mean?

He always said that I'd get
k*lled riding a motorcycle.

Okay, folks, we're
gonna move out.

Stay behind us.

Stay close to the building
and nobody will get hurt.

Okay, stay close to this wall.

How you feeling?

I'll make it,

thanks to this guy here.

I'll send you a bill.

I put out a broadcast. How
come you didn't hear it?

I couldn't. My radio was B.O.

I was on my way to the station.

While we were rolling
in, I heard 'em send

two more ambulances
over to an apartment building

about four blocks from
here over on Grayson Street.

g*nsh*t victim on the sundeck.

That's our boy, no doubt.

That's quite a scope
he's got on that r*fle.

Get this opened up.
Want to lay it out for me?

He's on top of the Rex Theater.

We've got 9th Street cleared

and a traffic perimeter set up.

The ambulance driver said
there's some g*nsh*t victims

on a sundeck about
four blocks from here.

Yeah, Grayson Street. I know.

I've got the sound truck and
evacuation teams on the way.

Anybody in the
line of fire here?

The sidewalks are clear.

We've haven't had time to check
the apartments across the street yet.

Well, that's our first
order of business.

Okay, Malloy, you and Reed...

Guy must have
an arsenal up there.

Hiya, Sarge. What are
you doing here, Parks?

We heard sh*ts. We were a
block away when Malloy called.

While he cleared the street,
we checked the theater.

Good. What's it look like?

We went up the back way.

There's a stairway from
a balcony to the roof.

Leads to a steel door.

They guy's got it
barricaded from the outside.

Figures. We try
to break it down,

the guy will cut us to pieces.

Where's your partner?
On the balcony...

in case he decides to come down.

How do you figure
on getting him, Sarge?

We use SWAT teams.

Right now, though,
the main thing

is to get any potential
targets out of his way.

We get that done, we'll
worry about taking the sn*per.

Malloy, you and Reed start
evacuation on that building over there.

Park, you take two others
and come in from this end.

Take some CC units.

Now watch yourself,
stay out of sight.

Okay. Take off.

Tippy! Tippy! Come
back! You might get k*lled!

Come on, Tip! Please come back!

Please, Tippy!

Tippy, come back!

Please! Cover me!

Tippy!

You all right, son? I'm scared.

Now don't be scared.

You just hang on
to that dog, okay?

Tippy could have been k*lled.

Yeah, I know.

Reed? Yeah.

We're coming out. Are you ready?

Go!

You must think
a lot of that dog.

He's the best friend I got.

Are your parents
inside this building?

My dad's at work and my
mom went to the market.

It's only me and Tippy.

Well, you and Tippy
better come with us.

Why is that man over
there trying to k*ll people?

I wish I knew, son.

Come on.

Down here, Officers,
please. Is somebody hurt?

It's my friend Mrs. Bell.
She won't open her door.

Just before you started
asking the tenants to leave,

I saw her.

I'm sure she's there.

I knock and knocked,
but she just don't answer.

It's the police, Mrs.
Bell. Open the door.

Her apartment faces the street.

Locked.

You don't suppose she's hurt.

Malloy.

Excuse me, ma'am.

She's still alive.

One-Adam-12 to Command Post,

requesting an ambulance
and attendants with a stretcher.

Fourth-floor apartment, Code 3.

Command Post, roger.
They're on the way.

Are you boys all right in there?

Yes, ma'am. Stay where
you are. Don't come in.

Let's go.

Is she dead? No, ma'am.

Let's get the rest of
the floor evacuated.

Everybody else is out,
Officers, except Mr. Bunch.

He sleeps days.

Says he isn't going
anyplace except to bed.

Where is he? Around
the corner, room 409.

Okay, you stay here
with Mrs. Bell, ma'am.

Open up, mister,
police officers.

What do you want?

There's a sn*per on a
rooftop across the street.

Your apartment's
in the line of fire.

We're evacuating the building.

I'm not going anywhere.

You got some nut out there
with a g*n, that's your problem.

Me? I'm gonna get some sleep.

Come on, mister,
we got to get...

How is she? Bad.

Hey, wait a minute.

One-Adam-12 to Command Post.

We're coming out with a victim.

What's the situation, over?

This is the Command Post.

We've got another casualty
over on Grayson Street.

A lineman working
on a telephone pole.

We got to move, over.

We're on the way.
One-Adam-12, roger.

Sounds like open
season on humans.

Yeah.

Wonder what the limit is.

Your building's
secure? Everybody out?

Yeah, we left a team at
each one of the rear exits.

Good.

Sorry I'm late. No,
you're just in time.

Say, you trained with Malloy
and Reed here, didn't you?

Right.

Okay, you three will be SWAT 1.

Now Park, Walters,
and Ellis will be SWAT 2.

They're getting suited up
now. Your gear's in the truck.

Do we know anything
about this guy?

Nothing. No idea who he is.

Excuse me. I've been thinking.

I'm not quite sure, but I
might know who's up there.

Let's hear about it.

Before the Rex went bankrupt,

I used to work there part time.

The guy I'm thinking about is one
of the few who might have a key

that would let him get
inside up on that roof.

What's the guy's
name? Johnny Kursko.

He was assistant manager
before the Rex closed.

Outside of having a key,

what makes you think
Kursko's the sn*per?

I don't know, but if
somebody told me

Kursko was sh**ting
people off a rooftop,

it wouldn't surprise me.

Did he ever do anything or say
anything to make you feel that way?

He used to talk about it
being the neighborhood's fault

that the Rex went
out of business.

He'd get real
worked up about it,

swear he was gonna get even.

How long did he work there?

About nine months.

They finally made
him assistant manager.

It really went to his head.

That theater was
like a dame to Kursko.

When the joint closed, I
thought he was going to die.

Does he live around
here? About a block away.

I called his apartment.
Nobody answered.

Any family around?
A girlfriend maybe?

No, sir. John's from back East.

He used to clam right
up if you asked him

about a hometown
or stuff like that.

How do you spell that name?

Kursko. K-u-r-s-k-o.

What's he look like?

He's about 30, dark hair,



Okay. I'll run him. You
better get suited up.

Oh, one more thing.

I talked Kursko into taking this

business class with
me out at City College.

He jumped at it.

Figured he might get a chance
to get another job in the theater,

even be a manager.

Yeah? He didn't show
up for class today.

First time he's ever missed.

Thanks.

The way I see it, this
layout's basically the same

as that hostage
caper we went through

at Camp Pendleton last month.

Tall building,
roof, the whole bit.

There's only one
thing different.

Yeah, that was practice.

That college kid
might have something.

I got a make on Kursko.

What's the scoop?

He's an escapee from
a penitentiary back East.

Missing 13 months.

The warrant calls him
extremely dangerous.

The I.D. fits. Sounds
like a good make.

Okay, let's do it.

Minimum g*nf*re,
watch your background.

Remember, we're responsible
for any innocent people.

That guy on the roof
couldn't care less.

Good luck.

You heard the man.

You're the guy
with the eagle eye.

Set up on the roof
across the street.

You know the rule.

Don't sh**t unless you
have a positive target.

We need a good diversion if we're
gonna get on that roof in one piece.

Remember, throw
the smoke bombs first,

then the military firecrackers.

That'll cover the hook noise.

We're gonna have to move fast.

With this breeze, the
smoke's not gonna last long.

Pete, we just barely got time

to get your grappling
hook over that cornice.

Make it good. You may
not get another chance.

When I give you the
high sign, climb fast.

Reed, just before the hook goes,

I want you to get that
smoke b*mb on the roof.

Throw 'em high and long.

If that sn*per's on the other side of
the building where he's supposed to be,

we may just have enough
time to find some cover.

Yes, sir. Any questions?

All set.

Okay. Let's go to work.

Sergeant, just what
is a S-W-A-T team?

Would you mind explaining?

Well, S-W-A-T stands for
"Special Weapons And Tactics."

Officers assigned to these teams

are trained to handle
situations just like this one.

What is the purpose
of their mission?

To k*ll more effectively?

No, just the opposite.

The idea is to employ the
minimum firepower necessary.

They infiltrate an objective.

In a case like
this, for example,

it's much more effective
than a mass rush of policemen.

If they're successful,

we can save a lot
of innocent lives.

That includes the
lives of policemen.

He's k*lled and wounded
a number of people.

Are you still going to try and
capture him or just sh**t him?

We'll do what we have
to do, no more, no less.

If there is a decision to
be made, who will make it?

One man: that guy on the roof.

SWAT 1 to SWAT 2.

SWAT 2.

We're all set. How about you?

Say the word.

SWAT 1 to observation post.

Malloy? Any time.

Reed? Ready.

SWAT 1 to SWAT 2.

Go.

The diversion's going.

Throw.

Make it good, Pete.

You see him?

Not yet. He must
be back in the corner.

This smoke ain't
gonna last long.

The way I figure it, the best way
to take him would be to circle him.

These exhaust fans will
give us pretty good cover.

Cover us, Pete.

We'll work our way around.

Hold it, Kursko!

The door's covered from
the inside. Don't try it.

Come on out with your hands up.

No.

You won't give me a chance.

Nobody gives me a chance.

We're giving you a chance,
Kursko, don't pass it up.

No, I've got nothing
waiting for me.

Nothing but a prison cell.

Out here I was somebody.

I had something.

But they took it away,
those people down there,

and now they're
paying, you understand?

I'll make you a promise.
You won't be hurt.

You're lying.

Come on, Kursko. We
don't want to hurt you.

We want to help you.

I'm jinxed.

Everything I touch goes sour.

You cops got it in for me.

Everybody's got it in for me.

Well, now I'm going to get even.

Come on, Kursko.
We're wasting time.

Throw away the
g*n and come on out.

Talk to me.

Tell me about it.

Come on, let's talk.

Maybe we can help.

I don't want no help

from you or anybody,
you understand?

We all need help.
Nobody's alone.

You got to count on somebody.

Come on out, Kursko. Let's talk.

No!

No more talk!

I'm through talking.

It's all over, you understand?

You can't stop
me! I have to do it!

I have to do it! I have to...

I... I have to
do it! I have to...

Ahh!

Will somebody help me?

Please?

Somebody help me.

What's going to
happen to him now?

It's not our department, sir.

That information you gave us
on Kursko bought us some time.

We needed it. It
made the difference.

What do you say we get
out of these monkey suits?

Pardon me, Officer, may I
have your name, please?

Reed. Jim Reed.

You're the policeman who
made the capture, aren't you?

Yes, sir, I was one of them.

Did he resist?
Yeah, he resisted.

He's injured a number of
people and k*lled at least one.

Personally, I think
I'd have shot him.

That's not what I get paid for.

You figure he's sick?

Is that why you let him live?

No, sir.

You should have shot
him and got it over with.

Why didn't you? Give
me one good reason.

Because it wasn't necessary.