S.W.A.T.

Previously on SWAT...You remember Zepp Construction.

Turns out they got the contract not by bringing the best bid.

They bribed their way into the deal.

- How could this happen? - You're the one

who signed off on the deal.

Look, Bruce, you can drop the act.

You were the one

who took the bribe from Zepp Construction,

and then you tried

to throw me under the bus to cover your tracks.

Nichelle... Have a nice day, Bruce.

You Hondo?

Jim Street.

You're cutting it a little close, Street.

And you're in the wrong uniform.

Sorry, yeah, I, uh...

hit, like, a thousand red lights.

Now, I'm not giving up on you, Street.

But I wouldn't be doing you or this team

any favors if I kept letting you slide.

I don't need you or anybody else.

Hey, I'm here because I care about you.

You got to be a good officer to do this job.

And an even better human being to do it well.

It's just been a little tricky

with Street running SWAT training down in Long Beach.

Gather round, kiddos.

Tonight's winner of the Long Beach

warrant lottery is Cliff Murray,

former biker.

He beat a father of three senseless this morning

in a road rage incident.

Murray's been known to carry,

but he has not had a prior in over a decade,

so... should be cut and dry.

- So no fun. Got it. - Don't forget,

like we say in L.A.,

"You catch 'em, you clean 'em."

The heck does that even mean, Street?

Honestly?

- No idea. - Wow, Hollywood.

Got any more life-saving pearls of wisdom?

Oh, I think what you meant to say was

we are grateful to the LAPD for lending us Officer Street

for the past few months.

Maybe if you actually listened, Carnegie,

you wouldn't be coming in dead last

in all the drills he's been putting us through.

You want to take the lead on this one?

Your house. I'm just couch surfing.

Okay, then. 30-Company, tap up.

LBPD! Warrant!

Hands up, Murray.

Gun!

Street and Carnegie, clear the rest of the house.

Give me a two!

I got a bogey.

Hey, don't move!

Turn around. Slowly.

Suspect has armor-piercing rounds.

Dude just lobotomized my shield!

30-Company, fall back,

do a secondary on the residence.

Street and I in foot pursuit.

LBPD! Hold it right there!

Damn it.

Hey, our target Cliff Murray,

he used to run with a biker club, right?

Our friend here with the shotgun's

wearing the same vest.

Murray rode with the Spine Cutters

back in the day. You remember them?

Yeah. Worst of the worst.

Ran the Long Beach drug game for a while.

Yeah, they were led by a real monster Sonny Allen.

Man was merciless.

Murdered all his competitors,

- even killed a cop. - That's what did him in, right?

He killed a detective, went on the run?

Spine Cutters fell apart without him.

Feds came down on his whole operation,

but they never found Sonny.

Nobody's seen him in ten years, till tonight.

The shooter with the armor-piercing bullets

who got away?

That was Sonny Allen.

Boss?

We found another body.

Damn.

How'd a kid like that get mixed up in all this?

Doesn't exactly fit in with the crowd inside.

- He's a cop. - What?

He's not from Long Beach.

He's LAPD.

What the hell was he doing

all the way down here?

Yeah, we-- I think we should change it.

Okay, yeah.

Bruce.

What are you doing here?

I need to talk to you.

I, uh, brought your favorite bagels.

You good, Nichelle?

Oh, yeah.

Bruce and I, uh, used to work together.

Can you take those to the kitchen?

Been a minute, huh?

Last time I saw you,

I was clearing out my desk at the OIG.

I have a busy day, and you didn't come here

just to bring me breakfast.

- Say what you came to say, Bruce. - Taking that payoff

and forging that contract was stupid and selfish.

You didn't deserve to get caught up in my mess.

I just want you to know how sorry I am. That's all.

You almost cost me my name and my reputation,

but I accept your apology.

Thank you for coming by.

It feels wrong to ask, and you have every right

to tell me to get lost,

but there is one tiny thing I could use your help with.

Are you for real right now?

I had an interview this week with an accounting firm.

It's a competitive position,

and there's no way the IG will give me

a good reference.

Is there any way you can put in a good word?

You and I did some great things for this city.

That's a lot to ask...

I made a colossal mistake.

But I look around this center,

and I see it's run by someone who believes in second chances.

I'm just looking for mine.

Here, they're making the decision this morning.

Please call them.

I'll...

I'll think about it.

- Look who's back, Hondo. - You're a week early, Street.

What happened? Oh, did you miss us too much?

Eh, he was too big-time.

They couldn't keep up with him down there.

I missed you guys, too.

Welcome back, kid.

All good?

I wish it was.

Hondo, this is Sergeant Barry Jones,

Long Beach SWAT 30-Company team leader,

- and my old boss. - Honored to finally meet the man

who took this hell-raiser off my hands.

Well, we might have got off to a rocky start,

but 20-Squad is not 20-Squad without Street.

So, what's going on?

Sonny Allen, leader of the Spine Cutters Motorcycle Group.

At its peak, every drug in Long Beach ran through them.

We crossed paths with Sonny last night.

First time anyone's seen the psycho in ten years.

The last thing he did before going off grid was

killed the GND detective running his case,

- a close friend of mine. - But he got away from you last night.

It could have been a lot worse.

Dude was stocked with armor-piercing rounds.

He put two rounds right through one of our ballistic shields.

A cop-killing biker with cop-killing rounds.

Why are you bringing it all the way up here?

Because at that same house,

we found the dead body of an LAPD officer.

Owen Greene.

Graduated Academy last year, top of his class.

I met Greene once.

He works out of Wilshire.

Wilshire's a long way from Long Beach.

What's he doing down there with Sonny Allen?

Selling off LAPD property, it seems.

Officer Greene's been working the evidence locker

at Wilshire the last six months.

Last night, he walked out with a supply of black-tipped,

tungsten-core, armor-piercing rounds.

LAPD seized them from the cartel a couple years back.

That must have been what Sonny was hauling off

in that truck last night.

Greene sells them, then gets double-crossed.

Whatever he was doing,

Greene took the LAPD's whole haul.

That's over 700 rounds.

Rounds that can cut through anything in SWAT's arsenal.

What the hell could he possibly want with all that firepower?

The only way we're gonna figure it out

is we do it together. Bad news for Sonny.

Now he's L.A.'s problem, too.

A statewide BOLO's been issued for Sonny Allen.

Every cop in Long Beach and L.A. is on high alert.

We need patrols searching all the old Spine Cutter locations.

Every second that Sonny is on the street with those rounds,

innocent lives are in danger.

What about Officer Greene?

Any more info on his connection to Sonny?

There's no record of an undercover assignment

or any official LAPD reason why he'd be in Long Beach.

Digging into a dirty cop

really the best use for our time right now?