200 baris pertama.
Yeah! This is our prison now! We're in charge!
All right, finally getting some details on the riot.
Three different gangs have taken over
three different sections of the prison.
- They gain entry to the control room? - Yep.
That means they have keys to nearly every cell in the place.
- That can't be good. - That include the armory?
Yes, it does.
Any firepower the guards have, now they have.
- What gangs we looking at, boss? - One-Niners?
Give that man a prize.
Shot caller's Katrell Porter.
O.G. doing hard time.
The one thing he is not is felony stupid.
In Cellblock B, it looks like the Baja Diablo cartel's in charge now.
Lot of muscle. Bunch of veteranos
running around who like to kill people.
Their leader's name is "Moco" Hernandez.
Hold up. They call this guy Moco?
That's probably why he's so angry.
Well, the third gang's the worst.
- What, Nazi Eagles? - Yep, one and the same.
They're currently in possession of Cellblock C.
Now, we all know their work:
Running crystal meth out of Fontana, led by Gunnar Cade.
I heard stories about him.
It's one thing to be smart and another to be vicious,
and this guy's both.
Don't do this.
No one here wants to hurt you.
This is a sanctuary.
Sister Carmelita.
Every week, you come here, trying to redeem people.
Eternal hope.
Makes me wonder how I can get a piece of that.
J.R., tell your therapist I would never violate her.
Thing is, you're not my type, Carmelita.
And before you call me racist,
understand it's not just that.
I also hate Catholics.
Let them go. Please.
Are you begging me?
If it helps them, yes.
No! Gunnar!
Please. Don't!
Let... the civilians go.
You don't want to put yourself in any more hot water.
Warden, I'm serving three life sentences.
Water can't get any hotter.
All right, we all stay sharp.
The bad guys are gonna have serious home court advantage.
There's gonna be danger around every corner.
All right, we're here. Let's go!
Watch each other's backs.
Thank God you're here.
Hondo, this is Ashe Jones.
He's the owner of this prison.
Didn't know somebody could own a prison.
I'm private sector. I have a contract with the state.
They pay my company to run this facility.
What can you tell us about what happened here?
Details are thin.
Seems to have started with the white pride prisoners.
When the warden shifted resources
to try to deal with them,
the Baja Diablos and One-Niners took advantage
and were able to overrun us.
From what I hear,
it was just too much for our CERT Teams.
Are negotiators talking to the gangs?
To the Baja Diablos and the One-Niners, yes.
They make any demands yet?
Better food, more yard time, conjugal visits.
That's pretty standard stuff.
No word yet from the Nazi Eagles and Gunnar Cade?
They haven't answered our calls.
How many hostages inside?
18. Prison warden, six guards,
eight construction workers,
two chaplains and a nun.
Wait a minute. Sister Carmelita's inside?
- You know her? - Yes.
She goes from prison to prison
trying to rehabilitate these guys.
She asks me to speak to them sometimes.
She does good work, hard work.
Negotiators say she may be injured.
- How bad? - We're trying to find out.
I need your breach plan in case talks fail.
Talking to these animals is useless.
Well, I'd like to know what Gunner Cade and his boys
are up to before we go charging in there.
What's that?
Somebody turned on a security camera in C Block.
That's Gunnar Cade.
That's our warden, Phil Harvey.
What's the ETA on Mumford's team?
They're stuck finishing an operation in Century City.
They'll be here as soon as they can.
Gunnar Cade's up to something.
Whatever it is, makes it more dangerous.
He wouldn't kill the warden just for kicks.
He's always got an agenda.
Strap up.
- My team's going in. - Wait. Just you?
What about all these other officers here?
They're not trained for this.
If we take them in there without knowing the lay of the land,
some of them could get grabbed.
Which means more hostages, not less.
They cut the camera feeds, so we can't see 'em.
- Also means they can't see us. - All right.
We make a stealth entry.
That gives us the element of surprise.
We see what the traps are,
then we use these officers here as backup.
Now, if any one of us sees Sister Carmelita,
- we do whatever it takes to get her out. - Okay.
Three different cellblocks, three different gangs.
- We go three teams of two. - Street, Tan, you track down
the Baja Diablos and construction workers.
Never thought I'd be breaking into a prison.
Deacon and Chris,
you got the One-Niners and the captured prison guards.
- You got it. - Luca, you're with me.
Gunnar Cade's mine.
- You good? - Yup.
- All right, let's do this. - Go.
You two, guard the door.
24-David to Command.
We have breached entry from below.
20-David to Command.
We're on the roof of Cellblock C.
Roger that, 20-David.
Three, two, one.
No one exits without you confirming their identity first.
All right, Command. On my cue.
You fools step up, get beat down.
Let's go.
Now.
What the hell?
Give me your other hand!
- Luca, you good? - Good!
20-David to Command. We're in.
All three teams are inside.
Any ETA on Mumford's team?
We could use extra bodies.
They're still on the situation in Century City.
I'll get them to you as soon as they come available.
- Keep me updated. - - Yes, sir.
Annie.
- Bob. - What brings you by?
Special occasion.
You know, I tell Deacon every day
he's damn lucky you decided to marry down.
Well, don't you let him forget it.
You look busy.
Never too busy for family. You've been doing some baking.
Special occasion, you said?
I don't know if anyone here remembers,
but today's the ten-year anniversary
of David becoming SWAT boot.
- Today's Deacon's ten-year mark in SWAT? - Yeah.
He never mentioned it.
Of course he wouldn't.
Oh, so it's up to his wife to embarrass him.
No, it's up to me to make sure he gets acknowledged.
Yeah.
Everything hasn't gone his way this year.
I know.
I just want him to have a little spotlight,
even if it's just for a day.
Admirable proposition.
Unfortunately, you just missed him.
I was afraid of that.
Prison riot or high-rise barricade?
You know how this goes, Annie.
I do.
You know, it was Barbara who taught me
how to be a cop's wife.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Oh. Well...
Barb was good at that... and just about everything else,
but... I wish I let her know that more
- while she was still alive, but... - Bob, I'm sorry.
No, no, no, no, no, it's-it's all right.
You know, it's been, it's been three years since we lost Barb.
I'm glad to be reminded of her.
Look, if you leave this cake in that kitchen,
those ogres are gonna devour it before Deacon ever sees it.
Come on, we're gonna keep it in my office.
Where they at, where they at?
No! No-no, please.
Oh, God.
Hands!
Show us your hands!
- Put that knife down! - Show us your hands!
- Don't move! - I'm unarmed! I'm unarmed!
- Don't move! - I'm unarmed!
- Show us your hands! Go down! - I'm unarmed! I'm unarmed!
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