S.W.A.T.

Previously onSWAT...Hank St. John. I go by Saint.

It's always good to get drugs off the streets,

but if you're right about this Saint guy being

behind all this...I am.

They didn't find anything to link it to Saint.

We're putting a financial hurt on him

and he's got to be feeling the pressure.

It's only gonna take one mistake for the LAPD

to come knocking on your door.

And I'll be watching you.

I want us to just do

whatever we have to do to make things work.

I want us to be together.

And now, with you leaving SWAT,

we can be.

Oh, my God.Chris, hey.

Tell me you don't love me. Just say it.

I can't do this.

Okay.

You know what? I'm done.

Your tutor's gonna be here soon.

Game over. Turn it off.

Adam, take off the headphones!

What the hell, Mom?

SAT prep or no car. We made a deal.

Yeah, like I had much of a choice.

I don't even want to go to college.

Dad didn't.

Rick, could you get in here?

I'm in school all week.

Okay? I'm not gonna waste my weekend prepping

for some dumbass test.Fine.

Then no car, and no car means no Kimberly.

I can't hear you.

God, you're the worst.

Power failure.

Security system disabled.

Again?

I should just put the power company

on speed dial.

Mom!

There's cash in my purse in the kitchen.

Take it and go!

Oh, my God!

What do you want?

The statues. Where are they?

The what?Hey, don't touch her!

These statues.

Those are Rick's family heirlooms.

I've no idea where they are.Shut up.

Where is your husband?

At work.

Leroy.

Come on in.

What's wrong? You all right?

Uh, I would've called, but my phone died.

I was sitting in the hospital waiting room all night.

Wait a minute. Darryl okay?Yeah, yeah.

D's good, man. I-I was there

waiting on word about Becca Irwin.

Jerry Irwin's little girl.

Not so little anymore. She's 21.

Before Jerry died last year, he asked me to look out for her.

I got a strange call from her, middle of the night.

So I went to her place, and I found her half dead, man.

Well, what happened?Something with the brain, man.

I mean, drug-induced.

Now, Becca, she's a, she's a quiet girl,

a good girl, man.

And how's she been holding up since she lost her pops?

I-It seemed like she was making it through.

But then the phone call, and she was messed up.

Talking crazy, like she lost her mind.

You got any idea what kind of drug she got into?

I found it on the floor by her nightstand.

Not sure what it is.

Figured someone you work with might know.

Do you know who Hank St. John is?

Folks call him Saint.

Older guy from the islands.Yeah. Yeah.

Active in the community.Yeah, I seen him around.

Do you think it's possible that Becca was connected

to anyone who runs in his circle?

No clue, man. Look.

I-If you know who's putting this crap out there,

then we can find out who did this to her.

I don't know anything right now,

but l-let me run this by some people.

For now, you just sit tight.

We'll get to the bottom of this.

Nice.

Ooh. You know, most officers who put in their notice

take their foot off the gas the last couple weeks.

Most of 'em have 20 years on me.

Yeah, she's just nervous.

She might be leaving SWAT, but she knows

she's still on the hook for our weekend workouts.

And the second she starts slowing down,

gonna cut her loose.Keep dreaming.

Truth is, if I'm gonna be any help

to the women of the safe house,

I can't let myself get soft.

It still doesn't seem real.

Guys, I'm leaving SWAT, not dying.

Hey, how'd you do on the ropes out there?

Who beat who to the top?

I won. Pretty sure I got him.

You can't be serious.

Maybe it was a tie.

Whatever you need to tell yourself

to sleep in the night, kid.

That's it, Chris.

So, no senioritis for you, huh?

You guys just want me to sit on my ass

and eat bonbons all day, right?

Hey, when I pull the ripcord,

that's where I plan to start.

Hey, been meaning to ask you,

how'd it go last weekend with that Darcy girl?

Honestly,

it was like...

the most relaxed I've been on a date in a long time.

Okay, so there's something there?

Are you gonna see her again?

Yeah, yeah.That's great, man. All right.

Come on, Tan.

Let's go. Round four.

Go. 20 more, let's go.

Let's work it. Quick.

Don't make this so hard on yourself.

Give us the code to the safe.

I'm not giving you the code.

Once you have what you want,

you're gonna kill us.

You expecting company?

Hmm?

My son's tutor.

She won't stick around.

Make a sound and you get a bullet.

Shh...

I'm in.

Ah, it was only a matter of time.

There's no statues in here.

Help! Somebody help us!

911. What's your emergency?

I'm right outside 2664 Good Shepherd Lane.

I heard gunshots inside the house,

and now I hear people screaming.

It's clear.

Somebody tore this place apart.

Looks like a robbery.

Not a very good one.

There's a purse with a wallet full of cash.

This is 20-David. We have a DOA.

Male adult. GSW to the chest.

Two more DOAs

in the family room.

Female adult and male teen.

They're tied up.

They were executed.

Check out the portrait.

20-David, listen up.

Possible female juvenile unaccounted for.

I repeat, there may be a child on the premises.

Bathroom clear.

Tan.

If there's anyone hiding in here,

you can come out now, you're safe.

We're policemen.

Hey.

Hey, it's all right, it's all right.

Come on out. We're not gonna hurt you.

Hey, I'm Tan.

This is my friend Hondo. We're here to help.

You think you can come out?

You can trust us, I promise.

20-Squad, we have the girl.

She appears to be physically unharmed.

What's the poor girl's name?Caitlin.

Once Tan got her outside,

she broke down crying for her dog.

We couldn't find it anywhere.

Must've escaped in the chaos.

On top of everything else. What a nightmare.

Where's Caitlin now?The social worker.

They're bringing her here while her grandma flies out

from New York.All right, let's see that we get her set up

and make it as comfortable as possible.

Were we able to salvage anything

from the Weaver home security system?Just this,

right before the killers cut the power.

Looks like a damn hit squad.

Wipe out a family in cold blood.

Man, it's hard to understand why.

They ransacked the house,

left behind valuables in an open safe.