S.W.A.T.

Previously on SWAT...

Uh, Lieutenant, this is my brother Terry.

- Hey, nice to meet you. - Hi.

- It's been a long time. - Sorry about what I said to you.

Well, you save people's lives.

I film crime scenes and then sell 'em to the tabloids.

It's no secret who's got the more honorable gig.

Thanks for always having my six.

Yeah.

I-I think I... I think I drank too much whiskey.

- Sorry. Chris, I'm sorry. - No, no, no. That was my fault.

You and me... we're teammates.

I'm always gonna have your back on the job,

but that's where it ends from now on.

You're, like, twice as strong as last week.

And half as strong as I was before getting injured.

I need to be 100% if I'm gonna pass my PFQ

and get back out in the field.

- You're still gonna try to pass the PFQ? - I'm gonna do it.

I just need to be with my team.

Well, look at that... Buck Spivey.

You look like you're doing really good.

I'm hooked up with a guy named Owen Bennett.

And, uh, we're looking

to launch a private security firm.

But what would really put things

over the top would be to have you on board.

I've struggled a bit since leaving SWAT. You owe me.

Is that what this is about... me owing you?

Because, Buck, it seems to me that goes both ways.

You realize we're overqualified for this gig, yeah?

Yeah, well, I know that every job is important

for a new company like ours.

Lot of competition in private security.

Promoter likes how we handle ourselves,

maybe we snag a long-term contract.

So let's just keep the clients safe.

Right, from rabid teenyboppers

wasting their parents' money on concert tix.

Come on, Deac.

Is "teenyboppers" even still a word?

Oh, now you're just age-shaming me

with your yogurt parfait and 30-inch waist.

You enjoy that.

You're crabby today.

Mm. Maybe you're oversensitive?

So, what do you want to do...

go shock-and-awe with a six-man team?

Two-two-and-two on the door?

Realistically, I think we just need a three-man team

shadowing the client in and out of the event.

Right. Aka the vanity crew.

You know, our star... he looks tough, plays safe.

He's a wussy.

Wussy from get-up to get-down. Ah.

You doing okay?

Oh, top of the world, Deac.

It's just, it ain't SWAT.

Pays better by the hour.

That's what I tell the mirror every morning.

Oh.

Okay, you're on the clock now, so you and I are done.

- You got a big day? - Yeah.

- Buck. - Hey.

- Hey, man. - He's all yours.

What's going on?

We're muscle for a joint task force with the Gang Division.

Yeah? How many... how many targets?

Four different gang leaders, plus any crew they bring along.

All in one location?

Gets them max charges on conspiracy.

Break the gangs from the top down.

Well, that seems like a high-risk move.

Nah. That's why we're gonna let 'em scatter

before we start picking 'em off.

We'll be in control of time, place

and the number of players.

- All the variables. - Well, stay liquid.

Drown the suckers.

Really glad to see you, man.

All right, so, Buck, you'll handle the...

Oh, yeah. Don't you worry, Deac.

I got the, uh... I got the side job covered.

Dude, you're not missing anything.

All-day stakeout beats maybe...

I don't know... dental work?

Until you roll up on the targets.

All right, that's-that's the bonus. I won't lie.

Yeah, while I'm watching spy monitors.

Hey.

You're back in the field again.

Well, watching the field and being

in the field ain't the same thing,

so don't pat me on the back

like I'm some kind of needy girl.

Should I, uh, walk out and come in again?

Sorry. I'm sorry.

No. I get it. I get it.

I-I've had my share of needy girls.

- They just don't look like you. - Yeah.

- Hey. - Yeah.

I miss you out there.

Well, I'm almost on deck, man.

Just need to pass the PFQ.

Just like all the other times.

Yeah?

Well, I got your backs out there today, so don't-don't...

don't make it hard on me now, all right?

All right.

What the hell was that about?

He's just scared. If he can't pass...

I mean, SWAT is in his DNA.

Unless it isn't anymore. And then what?

Third-generation SWAT just washes out?

Last generation of Lucas to wear the patch?

Even if Luca had to go desk, he's still SWAT.

Is that how you'd feel?

No.

Me, neither.

So, how's everything with Molly?

Good. I, uh... I never thanked you.

Molly told me that you were encouraging

when she asked you about me.

She wasn't supposed to tell you that.

I-I got to say, I was a little surprised,

- given the circumstances... - No. Don't. Don't.

You and me... we-we... we had a moment.

A mini, drunken moment.

And a bad idea.

And so, fixing me up was, what, you making amends?

Just trying to help two people

get happy, you know?

What about you? How you doing?

Feels good to be home with my aunt and uncle.

Remembering how to laugh.

- Anyone new in your life? - Don't ask me that.

What? Friends can ask.

The buzzer. Time to roll.

You can't improve on nature, babe.

Love you, T.J., some of the time.

- Most of the time. - Yeah.

You're already kind of late, T.

They'll wait for me.

Welcome to Hotel L.A.

20-David to D-Team.

The last player at the summit just drove up...

T.J. Doyle repping the Coffin Makers.

- Hold in place. - 24-David holding.

All right. Hurry up and wait.

What did Buck always say

was the most important thing in a stakeout?

Snacks?

Spoken like a dad.

No, man. Patience.

Builds anticipation.

I already can't wait.

Man, Coffin Makers, Soldados,

Brotherhood, One-Niners...

these crews hate each other with a capital "H."

They get busy together, they could make L.A.

the crime capital of America.

Except their next stop is the holding tank.

All right, we're ready.

Hondo and Deacon own the entrance,

we got the only other line of travel off the block.

These bosses are done and don't know it.

Bets on how long we have to wait?

I'm going with two hours.

They'll agree or they won't.

Either way, we own them.

Don't swallow her now.

You take care of my girl.

What can I get you?

- Mmm. - Mmm.

- Te amo, cariño. - Yo también.

Now that we're all assembled, thank you all for coming.

Shows that we can put business first.

Our organizations move different products,

but we all have the same goal...

profit.

We also have the same problem... pipeline.

We all need a safer, better,

faster shipment across the border.

A new route that we create, we control.

I'm talking a business cooperative

to securely transport any and all commodities.

Ah, that's it. Keep it coming, fool.

On the record... conspiracy,

street terrorism, full enhancements.

Run by you and your One-Niners, Cyrus?

Manuela Diaz likes to speak first and speak loud.

Not a shy girl.

Yeah, murdered her way straight to the top.

I read her file. Took two sittings.

Did it mention how she raised the bar for Los Soldados?

I know she took the gang statewide.

Got her the respect of every cartel boss in Mexico.

Even El Diablo. That says a lot.

I'm offering shares.

Thug with a prospectus. We've been trying