08x22 - Return to Base

[bunniefuu]

Previously on SWAT...

Mr. Frost. I understand

you're looking for a new firm
for the Beverly Shores Mall.

Actually, I'd like to rethink
the way we do security

across the entire retail space.

Deac, are you joking?

Frost's company is planning on buying



He said he wants to hire your firm.

GAMBLE: Leon...

HICKS: Is he saying anything?

Only that he had nothing to do with it.

I don't run with that crowd anymore.

GAMBLE: You lied to me.

All I did was hook him up
with some equipment.

The car was just a payoff
so I'd keep my mouth shut.

I need to place you under arrest.

Walk away, Dev.

- HONDO: You let him walk?
- GAMBLE: He's my brother.

I let him go.

How am I supposed to trust you now?

As long as I'm here,
I can't be a good sister

or a good cop.

I'm going back to Oakland.

♪ ♪



In pursuit!

These guys meth cooks or meth heads?

Damn it, they're fast.

I don't care what they're on.
We're faster.

[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

That warrant made it sound
like we were raiding

some backroom meth lab,

but that was a full-blown factory.


on the rest of the suspects?

TAN: Got a runner heading west on Baker!

Could use some support.

I got you, Tan.

LAPD! Freeze!

Hands behind your back!

How many more cooks
in the kitchen does that leave?

ALFARO: At least three.

They're headed through the park.

- What the hell did you do to him?!
- ALFARO: Me?

He must have dropped something.

Hey! What else have you idiots

been cooking up in that lab, huh?

Nothing that could do that!

[PANTING]

All that dirt...

Something blew under his feet.

Hey, wait, wait! Stop! Hold up!

I think there's something in the grass.

Like a b*mb or I don't know what it is.

Deacon.

You see that?

It's a landmine.

Nobody moves until
the b*mb squad arrives!

We don't know where
these things are, or how many.

ALFARO: Hey.

Don't do it. It's not worth it.

They're not gonna follow us.

But he said the mines could be anywhere.

I'm not going to jail.

No, no. No, no. Hey.

You guys are chemists.

You're supposed to be smarter than this.

[PANTING]

Please, man.

- Hey, no! It's not worth it.
- Come on.

Don't do it!

Is everybody ready to listen now?

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]

Techs found six more mines,

and they've only swept half the park.

Most of them were buried
just below the surface,

almost impossible to see.

It had to take time and patience
to hide them all like that.

TAN: It couldn't have taken that long.

There was a concert here last
night, a few hundred people.

The staff didn't clear out
till 2:00 a.m.

That doesn't add up.
The mines got here somehow.

We need answers.

You know, it's not a great day
to be riding a man down.

We could call Gamble.

I know she's been using vacation days

while she figures things out but...

There ain't nothing to figure out.

Her transfer was approved this morning.

Gamble's officially
headed back to Oakland.

She leaves tomorrow.

I already gave the commander

a list of candidates to replace her.

What? Already?

Gamble's been through hell
and back on this squad.

- She's family.
- HONDO: No.

Her family is her family.

She made that perfectly clear.

♪ ♪

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Hey, Deac, you've got a visitor,

Hi. James Hollister,

from the L.A. Police Youth Group.

Oh. Uh...

He's here to personally thank the man

- who donated to his organization.
- Yeah.

Well, this is, uh, this is unexpected.

So was your donation. $50,000?

I mean, wow.

I had to come down and shake your hand.

Uh, w-would you like a tour of HQ?

Yeah.

Hadji, please show Mr. Hollister around.

I'll, uh, I'll catch up
with you in a minute.

You got it. Thank you. Thanks again.

Right this way, sir.

It's a... good cause.

And you just happened to have

a spare 50,000 lying around?

You know, I never did ask
how much your signing bonus was

for the Evan Frost mall contract.

Round-the-clock security
on 11 luxury malls...

Yeah. All right. Look.

The-the bonus came in,
and it was, uh... sizable.

I knew it!

What'd you splurge on? A new car?

- No.
- [GASPS] A boat?

Oh, come on. You got a crypto guy?

Stop. There's no boat.
There's no crypto guy.

I paid off the house,

I set up the kids' college funds,

and I donated to a few charities.

Hold on. You didn't buy
one thing for yourself?

- No.
- Ah, geez, Deac.

That's no fun.

All right. Excuse me.

♪ ♪

- Commander.
- Hey.

I'll make this quick.

I know you've been
spending your off-hours

running that cross-agency task force

the former deputy chief set you up with.

Been planning a raid on a cartel base

just north of the border.
Boss's name is El Toro.

My team's finally
ready to get the b*stard.

Yeah, well, about that.
El Toro's been arrested.

I just got off a call with
the head of Border Patrol.

Their officers got him
during a routine traffic stop.

So needless to say,

your task force is over
before it really began.

He's behind bars, that's what matters.

But I won't lie,
after the year I've had,

it felt good to be leading again.

I had a feeling.

That's why I want to share
another opportunity with you.

SWAT mayoral liaison?

The brass is looking
for a new point person

between City Hall and SWAT.

I appreciate this, sir,

but I don't think
I'm right for this role.

But please keep me in mind
if any more task forces open up.

Okay, well, suit yourself.

I just got an alert.
expl*si*n at Griffith Park.

A hiker's being airlifted after stepping

on what he's calling
an "invisible landmine."

It's not the only one.

A lifeguard truck reported
running over an expl*sive

on the beach in Santa Monica.

It's got to be the same mines.

But they're in totally
different parts of the city.

How the hell did this happen
in one night?

I think I know how.

I pulled this off a weather cam

near the park from this morning.

[DRONES BUZZING]

HONDO: Those are drones.

If this is how they're
dropping the mines...

They could be planted anywhere.

This was just sent to the local news.

They're giving us 20 minutes
before they blast it wide.

By now, you will have heard about
the explosions across your city.

They're only a taste
of what we have done.

Our group has planted hundreds more.

Your parks, your playgrounds,

your perfect backyards...
Nowhere is safe.

All we demand is the freedom of a man

being detained on your soil:

Dmitri Rykov.

Release him, and we will reveal
the coordinates of our bombs.

Until then,

watch your step, Los Angeles.

Dmitri Rykov. Why does
that name sound familiar?

He was a Russian mercenary.

He did Moscow's dirty work

until he disappeared a few years back.

These guys think he's here in L.A.?

- Being held by who?
- We need to find out.

'Cause until we do,
there's a knife to the throat

of the entire city.

Whole city's in a panic.

People are afraid to step outside.

What do you got on Dmitri Rykov?

Nothing good. Rykov ran
a private defense company.

Led missions all over the world,

orchestrating coups,
uprisings, assassinations...

Let me guess, in countries where
Russia isn't allowed to operate?

Yeah, I've heard this story before.

Well, it ends the way they all do.

Rykov got too popular,

butted heads with the Kremlin
and they sent him into exile.

Well, I guess he got lucky.

Deacon, if Rykov is here in L.A.,

- we got to find out where...
- I'll save you some time, Sergeant.

We have him. Owen Briggs, CIA.

Last month, the Agency got a tip

Rykov was on a flight leaving Thailand.

We had it rerouted to L.A.,
arrested him here.

Well, none of that info was
in the interagency database.

Because we didn't want anyone to know.

Looks like your secret is out.

We suspect the men in that
video are members of Red Sword,

Rykov's private army.

They stayed behind in Russia

when Rykov left, but clearly,
their loyalty stayed with him.

Well, then we need to talk to Rykov.

If his men are behind this,

he may have some valuable intel

we can use to track them down.

That's exactly why my bosses
sent me down here,

to tell you not to worry.

Red Sword is our problem.

Hold on. They've blanketed
Los Angeles with landmines.

That makes them our problem, too.

So focus your efforts
on finding the mines,

keeping your citizens safe.

Rykov is our best chance at doing that.

- We need to talk to him.
- I'm sorry if my politeness

caused any confusion.
This isn't a discussion.

Leave Red Sword to us.

He came a long way to tell us
not to do something.

Doesn't smell right.

I don't care what the CIA says.

Red Sword is attacking our city.

As long as they're here,
they are a threat.

You know, Tan's got a contact
in the Russian mob.

Maybe word's been circling.

I'll grab him and start there.

I'm gonna make some calls

and find out
what Agent Briggs is hiding.

♪ ♪

Look, Ma, I love Kibbee too,

but you can't go outside right now.

It's not safe, you hear me?

Look, I've got too much
going on right now,

but as soon as I can help
you find Kibbee, I will.

Promise. Love you.

Commander wants us looking into

where the mines could've come from.

Flag anything with ties to Russia.

Was that your mom?

Who's Kibbee?

Her dog, furball from hell.

He got out and now my mom's
dead set on looking for him.

- [PHONE BUZZES]
- My God, on top of everything,

I have my sister and Nicole
blowing up my phone,

freaking out at the news.

Too many people to look after, Powell.

Oh, I know. Heard from Gamble at all?

Me neither.

Hope she's safe out there today.

[PHONE BUZZES]

Too many people.

Annie and the kids somewhere safe?

Yeah.

They're all home.

They're safe, but they're scared.

When this is over,
get something to cheer them up.

Buy out the whole
toy store if you have to.

Oh... You heard about the bonus, too.

Everyone heard, man.

I also heard that you haven't
spent any of it on yourself.

Why not?

You worked hard for it.
You deserve something nice.

[SIGHS] Life comes at you fast.

We see that every day.

What if... God forbid...
an emergency happens?

And I got nothing left
because I spent it all

on-on Jet Skis and tropical resorts?

We're SWAT officers, Deac.

Every time we step out in the field

could be our last shift.

Time's precious, you know?

You got to enjoy every second you got.

[ENGINE REVVING]

No hug for an old friend, Yuri?

[RUSSIAN ACCENT]: You didn't hear?

The sky's falling.

Then I'll cut to the chase.

You run a poker game

for the biggest players
in the Russian mob.

If anyone can tell us about
Red Sword being in L.A.,

- it's you.
- Wait a minute.

Red Sword is here?

Mm-hmm.

[SIGHS] Those are scary dudes, Tan.

Back in Russia, we tell
ghost stories about them.

Like "k*ll you with a pinky"
level dangerous.

No one at my table is dumb
enough to do business with them.

Yeah, well, someone's helping them hide.

One name does come to mind.

Matsnev.

This guy come here last year,
buying up property,

cutting into people's territory.

He makes no friends, only enemies.

A guy like that sell his soul
to the devil for a leg up.

We'll look into him.

In the meantime, watch your back, Yuri.

Yeah. I'm not playing
about Red Sword, Tan.

Whatever you think they're doing,

they're up to way worse.

[TIRES SQUEAL]

HICKS: More good news.

Another mine tripped
at a park in Hollywood.

I'm running out of teams
to send into the field.

How's your squad doing
finding who's behind this?

We're stretched thin and a man down.

I was wondering if you got a
chance to look at that list I sent you.

Possible replacements for Gamble.

I did. I threw it straight in the trash.

There was a name missing: Devin Gamble.

You're the last person I expected

to give me pushback about this.

I watched Gamble eat
a whole lot of dirt this year.

I.A. investigation,
hazing from half of HQ...

She went through it with grace and grit.

And when it really mattered, she failed.

She made a mistake.

I thought that's why you
picked her in the first place.

Because she sees the city
the way other cops don't.

She couldn't put the job
ahead of her family.

Don't make me out to be
the bad guy here.

This transfer's her choice.

Even she doesn't trust
her own judgment anymore.

Then it should be the job of her
team leader to set her straight.

[PHONE BUZZING]

My friend in D.C. just got back to me.

I got to talk to Agent Briggs now.

BRIGGS: Sergeant Harrelson?

What the hell are you
doing at our field office?

I know about the prisoner exchange.

The CIA's handing Rykov
back over to Russia.

Last year, a group of U.S. aid workers

on a humanitarian mission were
grabbed at the Russian border.

They've been rotting
in a prison cell ever since,

for no reason beyond political capital.

Once we got Rykov, we knew we had a fish

big enough to trade and get them back.

Rykov's still got enemies back home.

The Russians only want him
so they can lock him up

and throw away the key.

That's why Red Sword's been going
to extreme lengths to rescue him.

That's exactly why
we can't let them delay the swap.

This exchange is too important.

We're talking about ten
innocent American lives.

When's the exchange happening?

Two days. But we're moving
Rykov to a new black site.

If Red Sword knows about the swap,

his current location may be compromised.

Look, I appreciate the ten lives
you're looking to save,

but I've got potentially
thousands at risk.

Give me five minutes with him.

You can ride with me,
question him on the way.

Come on, we're late.

DEACON: Any luck
tracking down these mines?

I ran the serial numbers off the mines

the b*mb squad pulled from the park.

They tie to an a*mo depot that
was robbed in Eastern Europe.

They're an advanced type of petal mine.

They can be dropped from on high

and have the ability to burrow
themselves into the ground,

making them almost invisible.

Red Sword has turned L.A.
into a b*ttlefield.

How do we find them?

We might not be able to see the mines,

but we can sure as hell see
the drones deploying them.

Starting with the park
downtown, I went through

every bit of footage
I can get my hands on.

Every video I found with even a glimpse

of the drone in the background,

I marked on the map.

The last angle shows them

touching down in Eagle Rock,

but the camera was too far
away to tell which building.

Pull up Matsnev.

It's the guy that Tan's
buddy gave up this morning.

He's an ambitious Russian.

He's got something to gain
by working with Red Sword.

POWELL: Looks like Matsnev owns

a furniture warehouse in Eagle Rock.

Could be where the drones are.

Might even be where
Red Sword is hiding out.

We got no time to lose.

DEACON: LAPD!

- Hands, hands, let me your see hands!
- Hands where we can see them!

- Don't move!
- Nobody moves!

- Hands up!
- DEACON: Tan, with me.

LAPD!

[RUSSIAN ACCENT]:
I am complying, officers.

Pietro Matsnev? Where are the drones?

Where is Red Sword?

We know the drones
touched down here last night.

We will search every single
crate until we find them.

How many crates do we have to search

before we find something ill*gal

- to haul you in for?
- I get it, I get it.

Red Sword is not here.

They left this morning,
took the drones with them.

Where'd they go?

I got them into the country,
let them sleep in the back.

Didn't ask questions.

Business ended there.

♪ ♪

Looks like Red Sword was here.

What the hell?

I recognize those from the a*mo
depot robbery in Europe.

Deacon,

in addition to the petal mines,

Red Sword has high-potency
impact charges,

similar to the ones
you'd find in an RPG,

except with a lot more
bang for the buck.

Deac, if they attached

one of those impact charges
to a drone...

They'd basically have
an improvised m*ssile

that could take out a moving target.

♪ ♪

HONDO: Listen, Rykov.

The people of this city got

nothing to do with you
or your problems back home,

yet they're being k*lled and maimed.

Innocent people paying the price

for the desires of the powerful
is nothing new, Sergeant.

I'm sure you know that.

Tell us how to find Red Sword.

At least instruct them
to give us the location

of the buried landmines.

Agent Briggs can find a way
to issue a statement from you.

Perhaps you can convince
Agent Briggs here to let me go.

Or maybe we just wait
for my people to free me.

[PHONE BUZZES]

Yeah, Deac, in the middle of something.

DEACON: Hondo.

The mines were just a distraction.

Red Sword wanted the CIA to move Rykov.

They've rigged the drones as missiles.

[DRONE BUZZING]

Briggs, incoming!

Swerve left!

BRIGGS: Stay here.

Don't let Rykov out of your sight.

[GRUNTS]

Is that all they've got?

Not even close.

I liked it better at the last place.

No natural light here.

Yeah, well, get used to it.

You're officially in SWAT's custody

until the prisoner exchange in 48 hours.

Oh, that means we have
a lot of time to k*ll.

You wanted to talk?

Let's talk.

Your team stole advanced weapons,

unleashed them on my city,

and sent three agents to the hospital.

That has to stop!

Oh, you won't stop them.

My men are the best soldiers
in the world.

I trained them myself.

They'll be relentless
until I'm released.

We both know the only way you're
walking out of here is in cuffs.

And when the dust settles,

it'll be your team who pays the price.

Your fate is sealed,

but you can still help save their lives.

I don't care what happens to them.

They came halfway around the planet

to break you out of prison.

Well, don't confuse my respect
for them with affection.

Fear leads to loyalty.

That's why my men continued operating,

even after my exile.

That's why they k*lled for me in Cairo,

in Warsaw, they even went to Valday.

But they're just soldiers.

Nothing more.

I really hope
when you get back to Russia,

they put you in a hole so deep
you never see the sun again.

My men will never allow that to happen.

Besides, even if I am sent back,

don't be so sure you know my fate.

♪ ♪

Hey. That the drone left behind
from the furniture warehouse?

ALFARO: Trying to pull data off of it,

retrace its flight path from last night.

Hey, my mom called, by the way.

She got Kibbee back.

Sheriff's Search
and Rescue brought him home

- about an hour ago.
- What a relief.

You know, this has your
fingerprints all over it.

I know you used to ride with them.

Okay.

I called a friend patrolling the area,

asked him to keep an eye out
for a fluffy terror.

I saw how much you were
worrying about your mom.

I wanted to help.
It was just a phone call.

No, it's a lot more than that.

Look, we all have
our people to worry about,

but you went out of your way
to help mine.

I always got you, Miko.

Besides, I don't have
people like you do.

Yeah, there's Thomas and Jace, but

they got their own families
looking out for them.

I'm not the emergency contact
in anyone's phone.

Spoke to the commander.

Patrol checked the entire area

where the CIA caravan was hit.

They can't find where
the drones were launched.

And their van came up clean, too.

Hondo said it'd been armored,
so I'm looking for customizing

or welding shops that
might do that kind of work.

Well, maybe an extra
set of eyes will help.

Hicks mentioned that you turned down

the SWAT liaison position to the mayor.

Got to say, I'm a little surprised.

Do you really see that for me?
Suit and tie?

Paperwork and press conferences?

Shaking hands and,
I don't know, kissing babies?

Well, you'd be the liaison
to the mayor, Tan,

not the actual mayor.

You know what I mean.
My strength is in the field.

If I'm gonna take
another leadership role,

I want it to be one that I'll crush.

So you're looking for an easy layup.

What? No.

I just want to make a difference here.

What's wrong with leaning
into my skill set?

You can't be afraid
to make another mistake, Tan.

You really think that
Hondo and I could've predicted

half the stuff
that has been thrown at us

over the past eight years?

We leaned into the roles
that we were given.

By the way, as liaison,

you'd be working with the people
who run this city.

You want to make a difference?
That's where you need to be.

Red Sword made another video.

This one sent straight to us.

LAPD. You've betrayed your
city by spilling our blood.

This must be punished.

In a moment, we will launch

half our drone arsenal at L.A.'s
four largest hospitals.

Refuse to hand over Rykov and
we will deploy the other half.

You have seen what we are capable of.

Pulling up the city's
four largest hospitals now.

HICKS: There's got to be 20,000

staff and patients between them all.

There's no way to evacuate in time.

Red Sword thought they'd have
Rykov back by now.

So they haven't had time to make a plan.

This is an improvised move.

No way they've scouted
four launch sites.

TAN: So they'll
probably pilot the drones

- from one central location.
- Exactly.

If they wanted to hit
all four hospitals at once,

they'd do it from right there.

That's where I want 20-Squad.

Look for any vehicle matching
the one that attacked Hondo.

I'll route all other
SWAT teams to the hospitals.

They see anything in the sky,
they're sh**ting it down.

And, Deac?

There's God knows how many mines
still out there.

Keep your head on a swivel.

[BRIGGS SCOFFS]

c*ck son of a b*tch, isn't he?

Is there any reason for him to think

he's returning home a free man?

Not a chance.

When he was exiled, his friends
in power all turned on him.

Made it clear if he ever came back,

he'd be facing a firing squad.

That was a long time ago.

Maybe he's got something to offer now.

He's been off the grid too long.

I can't imagine what intel
he'd have of value.

He said something earlier.

Does "Valday" mean anything to you?

I mean, it's a town in Russia.

Out of the city,

great place for a third home
if you're an oligarch.

Only reason I know the name is
because of the fire.

Fire?

A few years ago, Sergei Ilyan,
the Minister of Defense,

his place in Valday burned down.

Ilyan wasn't there at the time,
but his sons were.

They were both k*lled.

Did Rykov say Red Sword was there?

After he was exiled, yeah.

- Could they have started the fire?
- Well, if they did,

that piece of knowledge would give Rykov

huge currency with the Kremlin.

And Ilyan wouldn't stop
with targeting Red Sword.

He'd target their families,
their friends.

He'd wipe their
whole existence off the map.

[SIGHS]

That's just what we need,
even more motivation

for Red Sword to break this monster out.

That's one way to look at it.

That drone... If you hadn't
swerved out of the way,

me and you might not be here right now.

Neither would Rykov.

I think Rykov's got this all wrong.

Gamble. What are you doing here?

Just here to pick up my things.

I was hoping I'd miss you guys,
but it looks like

you're the only people left
in HQ, so it's just my luck.

We've been calling you.
You never answered.

I'm sorry, Miko. I couldn't.

I didn't want any of you guys
to try and change my mind.

'Cause you know we would.

Whatever's going on, we can help.

DEACON: Come on.

We've got to roll out.

Safe travels, Gamble.

Hey. You don't have to go.

I think I do.

Be safe, guys.

[GRUNTS]

I'm giving you one last chance.

Help me find Red Sword and end this.

I already told you no.

Nothing's changed.

You see, that's where you're wrong.

You think you're playing both sides.

Maybe your team wins your release.

Or maybe you just go back to Russia

and you sell them out
for what they did in Valday.

Either way, you're in the clear, right?

Well, I got news for you.

Your team knows
what kind of man you are.

They don't respect you, they hate you.

They're not trying to save you, Rykov.

They're trying to k*ll you.

Well, then everyone in this building...

is in danger.



We've reached target one.
No signs of any drones.




Nothing but blue skies and quiet.

Something's not right.

Red Sword should have begun
their attack by now.

[TIRES SCREECH]

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

[DRONES BUZZING]

[RAPID g*nf*re]

_

_

DEACON: 30-David! I repeat:

SWAT HQ is under attack.

We are taking heavy fire.

Does anyone copy?

I'm not hearing jack, Deac.

Drones must have knocked out
the comms relay.

Backup's still got to be here
any minute though, right?

I wouldn't count on it.

But there're still
innocent people inside.

We got to get in there.

The skylights on the roof...
maybe we can access it that way.

All right, you take Miko.

We'll try to make a dent from the front.

Move, move.

[g*nf*re CONTINUING]

[GROANS, COUGHS]

We got to move.

Rykov, we got to move.

Get up. Get up!

Hey. If your team gets to us

before I get my hands on a weapon,

we're both sitting ducks.

Let 'em find me.

I'll k*ll every single one
of those traitors.

As much as I'd love to see you
get gunned down by your own men,

we got ten innocent Americans

counting on you getting back
to Moscow alive.

Take these off. You need my help.

I'm useless without my hands.

I don't need a damn thing from you.

Get over here. Don't move!

All right. Stay close.

It's clear. Come on.

Yeah. Let's go.

[GRUNTS]

♪ ♪

Go.

Look out!

[GRUNTING]

Picked a hell of a day
to clear out my locker, huh?

We need more firepower
if we're gonna stay alive.

We got to get to the armory.

No-go. They've got
the armory locked down.

The entrance, too.

All right, the locker room.

It's got spare vests,
extra a*mo, my personal.

That's something.

Something's better than nothing.

Gamble.

Thanks for the save.

Come on.

[CLATTERING IN DISTANCE]

ALFARO: Commander!

- POWELL: Sir.
- Powell, Alfaro.

Thank God.

POWELL: Red Sword attacked the building,
sir,

blocked the entrance.

We dropped in through
one of the skylights.

Any chance we can get out that way?

Nah. We fast-roped down,
Mission: Impossible style.

It's a one-way trip.

All right, we should stay here,
fortify the range.

It's got steel locks, it would
be safe to hole up here.

ALFARO: Deacon and Tan are trying

to make a push through the main entry.

Have you seen Hondo?

He was with Rykov before the attack.

We got to find him before Red Sword.

All right, we'll come back for you.

That's not happening, son.

This is my ship. And if it's going down,

you can bet your a*s I'm gonna be on it.

Give me your sidearm.

Lock the door.
Don't let anyone in but me.

All right. Let's go.

I'll lead the way.

HONDO: Get off your high horse, Rykov.

- He's no worse than you.
- Yeah, he is.

He's dead.

[CLATTERING IN DISTANCE]

Gamble, hold him.

Oh!

POWELL: Hondo.

Gamble.

We found you.

Red Sword is here hunting Rykov,
not helping him.

All right, let's get him
to the sh**ting range

- and wait out the storm.
- Commander,

Red Sword's fighting for their
families' lives, not their own.

They won't stop this as*ault
until he's dead.

There has to be another way
out of the building.

Maybe. But we've been chasing

these b*stards all day and
now we know where they are.

I don't know about y'all,
but when somebody shows up

to my house uninvited,
I don't slip out the back.

I throw 'em out the front door.
That's the only way to end this.

We got to take the fight to them.

Red Sword thinks they have
the best team in the world?

They got no idea who we are.

Down to my last mag, Deac.

Yeah, me too.

As long as they stay behind that van,

we can't make a move.

I have an idea,

but I got to get to the main gate.

That's a hell of a sprint.

I don't know
if I got enough to cover you.

Then I better run real fast.

Come on.

Powell, Gamble, Eagle's Nest.

Get low.

Two, two, two.

_

_

_

[SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN]

[g*nf*re CONTINUING]

- Hondo!
- [GROANS]

[g*nf*re CONTINUES]

Go!

[g*nf*re IN DISTANCE]

Hey, Rykov.

I know you think you can disappear

and make this all go away,
but you can't.

Got nowhere to run, man.

[GRUNTING]

Tan, move!

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

They're falling back.

I got 'em.

Alfaro!

[GRUNTING]

Gamble, cover.

Copy.

Hey, Miko.

- GAMBLE: Where's he hit?
- I can't tell.

I got to get closer.

I can't make a damn move over here.

Miko.

[PANTING]

Hey, hang in there.

We're gonna get you out of this, okay?

[GRUNTING]

[ENGINE REVVING]

[SHOUTING]

[g*nf*re]

Miko. Miko.

Miko, breathe.

Miguel, please.

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTS, GROANS]



are you all good down there?

Hey. Miko, come on.

[SNIFFLING]

Miko, please.

That's "Sweet Baby Miko" to you.

- [GASPS]
- [CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

[STRAINED]: Must have caught my vest.

[GROANING]

Damn thing hurts, though.

We're good, Hondo.

I think I'm still in
shock. Never imagined

this could happen here.

It's gonna be tough to recover.

Nah, it's just a building.

It's the people inside who matter.

Fresh coat of paint...

we'll be back in business in no time.

- You'll see.
- Yeah, the one upside

to Red Sword throwing
all their drones at us

is we didn't have to go far
to collect 'em.

Tech salvaged the hard drives
and located the rest

of the petal mines.

They already started their cleanup.

And Rykov?

CIA pushed up his return to Russia.

In 24 hours, the American
hostages will finally be free.

I texted your mom,
your sister and Nicole.

Told 'em the hospital you're headed to.

They're all on their way over.

Don't worry... I told your
mom to bring Kibbee, too.

Oh, my God. Please sh**t me again.

Hey. For real, though...

thank you for taking care of me, Zoe.

- You saved my life.
- Please.

Medic said it was
probably just a busted rib.

You'll be back to work in a week.

I don't just mean in there.

Zoe, every day, you take care
of everyone on this team.

You're the one person
we all rely on the most.

And to prove that...

Hmm?

I'm your emergency contact?

You're the only person
I want anyone calling

if I'm ever in trouble.

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

[SIGHS]

Devin.

[SIGHS] I know this is a week late.

Don't go back to Oakland.

I don't want to do this right now.

Well, that's too bad,

because, technically,
I'm still your boss.

So you don't have a choice
but to listen to me.

Which really isn't fair, either,

because lately I haven't been
acting like a boss,

not like a leader.

It took guts for you to fess up

to what happened
between you and your brother.

Instead of helping you,

I turned my back.

Get out of here with all that.

I let my brother go.

No one made me.

I failed, Hondo.

I did exactly what
everyone said I would do.

This job asks a lot from all of us,

every day.

But what it asked
of you just isn't fair.

You shouldn't have had
to choose between this job

and your own blood.

And I shouldn't have put that on you.

Not the way I did.

This team couldn't have made it
through the year without you.

You are the missing piece.
We can't lose you.

L.A. is your home, Devin.

It's where you belong.

The mayor was this close
to throwing hands.

It was the craziest budget
meeting I've ever seen, man.

Well, I'm glad that you like
your new post, Tan,

because it's literally
putting me to sleep.

Just tell me when the city's
gonna free up the money

to fix the gym.

Essentials first, Miko.

Well, my body is essential.

What, you want an extra workout?

I'm sure there's still plenty of debris

that needs to be hauled out
of this place.

- You can say that again.
- Hey.

I was about to come looking for you all.

Deacon wants to see the whole
team in the Eagle's Nest.

- Hold up. Uh, where's...
- GAMBLE: Hey.

Sorry. I'm here.

I'm here.

Nightmare breakfast with my mom.

Leon still hasn't come home yet,

and, of course, she blames me,

and my other brother
won't even talk to me.

They'll come around soon.

- I promise.
- TAN: Yeah.

Families don't give up on each other.

Not when it really matters.

Let's go.

So what's the news, Deac?

Look,

I've been taking a lot of grief

for not spending the mall
contract bonus on myself.

I want you to know I really tried

to think of the wildest thing
I could buy myself.

But I couldn't think of anything.

I'm a simple man.

I love my family.

And I love this team.

That's when it hit me.

If I'm gonna spend money on something

that makes me truly happy...

[CHUCKLES]
why not spend it on all of you?

Recently, a wise man

reminded me that SWAT officers

are always running on borrowed time.

I hope this will always be a reminder

that every minute
spent together on this team...

...is the greatest gift of all.

"20-Squad. Stay liquid."

I don't know what to say, Deac.

This team wouldn't be what it is
without you by my side.

That goes for all of you.

When I think about what
we've been through together...

[SOFT CHUCKLE]

[PHONES BEEPING]

DEACON: Robbery in progress.
Fourth and Flower.

Officers under fire.

What are we waiting for?

Gear up.

Let's go save this city.

♪ ♪