S.W.A.T.

Previously on SWAT...Oh, here we go.

- Black versus blue, right? - Yeah.

I've been telling you since I was a kid

it ain't got to be like that.

And you're the one that told me that if I wanted to do something

about the police, I should join them.

I was just making a point about futility.

Ain't nobody with any sense expected you

to actually start wearing a badge.

- This is my wife Bonnie. - Nice to finally meet you.

Last night, I was at Del Fresco's for dinner,

I saw Bonnie. She was there with a guy.

You think my wife is cheating on me.

How long? Six months.

You're so busy with SWAT all the time.

You do not get to blame me or make me into the bad guy.

Get out.

My dad got diagnosed

with schizophrenia just after I was born.

This thing can tear families apart. A lot of times,

it's up to me and my brother Jacob to look after him.

I never held my dad's worst days against him.

Jacob would never look past it.

It's a big reason we don't talk anymore.

Oh, Dr. Nelson, we'll clear a spot over here.

First names are fine outside of the hospital, Veronica.

Oh, crud, I forgot the dips.

Oh, I'll grab them. Yeah, I need another glass of wine anyway.

Thank you.

You throw a hell of a party,

but I don't think you've stopped moving since I arrived.

Can I help?

I think we're fine. Thank you.

Tony's at Porto's picking up the desserts,

and I might finally have a minute to breathe.

Mom, where's the air pump

for the pool floaties?

Uh, did you check the garage?

First place I looked.

Party's over!

Over there.

Everybody move to the pool.

Everybody, throw your cell phones into the pool.

I said now!

Oh. Oh, my God.

911, what's the emergency, please?

A-a bunch, a bunch of armed men

just broke into the party that I'm at.

Follow my instructions,

and nobody gets hurt.

We're looking for the Nelsons.

Tony,

Anna and Ellie.

Hey, Deac.

- Yeah. - Meant to ask you earlier,

you still got that buddy who owns an auto parts store?

No, he sold the business and moved to Austin last year.

Why? What's up?

Someone stole the catalytic converter

out of Nichelle's car last night.

It was parked right in front of the house, but...

that didn't stop whoever took it.

Yeah, a few of my neighbors have posted

their doorbell camera footage of similar thefts.

Guys roll in in the middle of the night,

and they steal the converter in less than 60 seconds.

It's happening all over the city.

That explains why replacement parts are impossible to find.

I tried Leroy and Darryl's shop, but they said converters

are on back order, it could take months.

- Hey, baby. - Hey.

I was just telling Deacon what happened.

Yeah. I'm sorry - about your car. - Thanks.

But it's all good, problem solved.

- You found a replacement? - Actually, your pop did.

He said he called a friend he used to work on cars with

and they're installing the converter right now.

Your dad is gonna drop the car off here later today.

My pops called a friend, huh?

Why? What's wrong?

Well, Deac and I were just saying

how widespread these thefts are.

Those stolen catalytic converters

got to be going somewhere.

Yeah, a lot of chop shop owners

are willing to look the other way

and install stolen parts.

You really think your dad would do that?

Put stolen parts on my car?

I'll talk to my pops when he drops off the car,

find out.

Move.

LAPD, drop the weapons!

Adam-11, shots fired.

Officers need help.

How many suspects we got?

Just one that we know of now.

I clipped him and he holed up in the main house.

The other three fled.

- What about hostages? - Not sure.

Everyone scrambled when the firing started.

The original 911 caller reported

upwards of 20 guests at the party.

Some of them could be stuck in there with the suspect.

Going in blind is too risky,

but if any one of those hostages is hurt,

- we can't afford to wait. - All right, Tan, Cabrera,

move to the two side, Deac and Stevens,

you're with me on the one.

Alfaro, you grab the XLR.

You're our eyes inside.

Good thing I got 20/20 vision.

Let's move.

25-David. Quiet on the two and three sides.

30-David. We've got an entry point on one side.

Alfaro, what do you see?

Two heat signatures in the main house.

One pacing in the back room, likely our suspect.

One more signature on the second floor, not moving.

Any additional hostages?

Negative.

Rest of the main house is clear.

Moving to the guesthouse.

We'll breach from the front on my count.

Tan, Cabrera, watch the three side.

Three, two, one.

LAPD!

30-David. Suspect on the move on the second floor. On me.

I'm going around.

Don't move.

20-David.

One suspect in custody.

It's okay, it's okay.

We're LAPD. You're safe now.

Are you the one who called 911?

Yes, yes.

I found two dozen more signatures in the guesthouse.

Minimal movement.

LAPD!

Come out with your hands up.

Victor?

Sir, is anyone in there hurt?

No, we're-we're all okay. Just shaken up.

Boy, I've never been happier to see my little brother.

Brother?

So, the gunmen came in specifically looking

for the Nelson family.

Did they say why?

No, they took Anna and her daughter without a word,

then forced the rest of us into the guesthouse.

How do you know the Nelson family?

Anna and I work together. She's a surgeon at my hospital.

We sometimes overlap on patients in the ER.

She's one of our best.

I wish I could be more helpful,

but once that gunfire started...

I don't know how you deal with this every day, Vic.

My heart's still racing.

Becomes second nature after a while.

Oh, thank God. Oh, thank God.

I was so worried.

I-I called 911

and then I just, I hid in a closet

'cause I didn't know what else to do, but...

I am so glad that you're okay.

Give me a second to finish up here, okay?

I'll meet you by the car.

Okay.

What the hell was that?

Nothing you need to worry about. We done here?

You and me? Yeah.

Detectives are gonna want a statement, though.

Everything okay?

No.

That's my brother, but that's not my brother's wife.

Yep. Okay, no, I got it.

All right, thanks. Let me call you back.

The homeowner Tony Nelson wasn't home when the suspects arrived.

He was picking up desserts at a nearby bakery.

Patrol's bringing him in - to HQ for questioning. - Good.

I'm gonna need you to talk to him ASAP.

Now, it turns out, Tony Nelson, he's a licensed DCS contractor

for the U.S. State Department.

DCS, as in Direct - Commercial Sales? - Yeah.

So, Tony's a broker who sells U.S. military weapons

to foreign buyers.

Guns, rocket launchers, high explosives, tanks.

If it can cause mass casualties in a hurry,

he sells it.

So, you don't kidnap the family

of a major weapons dealer on a whim.

Any way you shake it, this is bad.

And that's why we got to find Anna and Ellie Nelson ASAP.

Deac, Detective Burrows, tell me we made some headway

in the search for Dr. Nelson - and her daughter. - Some.

A doorbell camera caught the license plate

of the suspects' getaway vehicle.

The vehicle's registered to Edgar Rojas.

He owns an executive car service in Mid City.

It's most likely a rental, but Tan and Cabrera