S.W.A.T.

Something wrong, Tucker?

Round everyone up

into the conference room, Alice.

- Tucker, why are you doing this? - Where's Brittany?

- I-I don't know. - What do you mean, you don't know?

You all huddle and talk and gossip

about everything with each other.

20-David to Command. D-Team is on the one-four corner.

Checking point of entry. Stand by.

Chris, get the snake cam ready.

Confirm non-lethal rounds, hostages in close vicinity.

Roger that.

Candace.

You two are friends.

- Where is she hiding? - She's not.

She's pitching new clients in Burbank.

All right, Candace.

Go stand against the wall.

This is only gonna make things worse for you, Tucker.

Oh, and getting passed up for the third time

by a woman won't?

None of you get to laugh at me anymore.

She's just your favorite.

You don't think everyone sees

your little girls' club? Well, I see it!

Luca. On our kick, blow it on three.

You got it.

Ready, go.

Is everyone all right? Is there anyone else with him?

No. It was just him.

20-David to Command. Suspect is down.

All hostages are safe.

We're gonna need an ambulance for our suspect.

That was a decent way to start the day.

Oh, I did a muscle-up circuit to start my day,

but yeah, I get what you mean.

Well, while you were busy training

for the Meathead Olympics, I was at the range

putting in another top course time.

Time? What about aim?

Seen those differentials of yours.

Yeah. Top of my class in Long Beach.

Boy, you would've been scraping the barrel in my Hollywood days.

Oh, yeah, you Hollywood guys.

You're known for... What is it again?

Babysitting child stars at movie premieres?

Well, that reminds me

of a couple competitive young'uns way back when.

Yeah, I'd like to think that we tried to make each other better.

The best.

For the record, we all know

I got 'em beat on every one

of our physical evaluations, right?

Yeah, except for arm wrestling.

- Which isn't SWAT regulation. - Yeah, well, it should be.

Welcome to California, boys.

I told you it'd be paradise.

Oh, forget the Rose Bowl. I want Rose Bud.

No, come on, that's a marketing gimmick.

No, what you want

is the Elmshorn Indica. Trust me, Bryen.

No, I'll take whatever's the strongest stuff.

Well, then, I would recommend some of the edibles,

like the Cannabis Cookies or the Bud Brownies,

for a way more potent high.

All of the above.

I can't believe everything's legal.

Everyone down on the floor now!

All the cash, in here.

Not the register! I want the safe!

Armored car picked up our haul this morning.

All I got's in here.

Don't feed me that BS.

Look, it's Bowl Week, man.

We're doing daily drops 'cause it's so busy.

Hey, I'm telling you, man,

a-all I've got is maybe 700 bucks on hand, tops.

The combos, dude! We're not playing!

I don't know it, okay? Only the manager does.

Your boss's cash, or your funeral.

Please, don't. Please, don't.

They're gonna kill everyone.

We have to stop 'em.

Hey, the next place we hit's gonna be flush.

Let's just ditch this.

No!

Please...

Let's go. Now.

Well, as a reward for a job well done, we got our

Physical Fitness Qualifications in ten.

Been looking forward to improving my TAC run.

- From hours to minutes? Cool, man. - I'll work on my run

if you work on your rope ascent.

- I clocked 12 seconds last month. - Cool, man.

Holler when you hit single digits.

1-1-4 be advised.

Shots fired at a dispensary on Lankershim and Hamlin.

Multiple victims reported.

Active shooter in the vicinity.

Well, PFQ's gonna have to wait. Call it in, Luca.

Dispatch, 22-David.

D-Team is active. We're en route. Let's go.

Go.

It's clear.

Modified 12-gauge. That did not come off a shelf.

Breaching rounds, judging by the damage.

Deac.

Go.

- Police, hands up! Hands up! - Oh, no, no!

- Hey, I work here, I work here. - You alone?

No, no, I got a kid back here who's freaking out.

What happened?

College kids in town for the Rose Bowl tomorrow.

Well, their friend right there got a good look

at one of their faces.

Proprietor says we got three active shooters on the loose.

Yeah, and they mentioned

hitting another dispensary after this one.

Weed shops are a popular target. Nothing but cash on hand,

since banks won't do business with them.

There've been a dozen robberies

of places like this in the last two months.

Well, this crew may have been responsible for some of them,

but nobody started dying until now.

Hondo.

Can we talk privately?

You know a guy named Landry Belmont?

No, I don't think so. Why?

Well, he's down at HQ filing a complaint against you.

For what?

Unlawful search and seizure, theft,

excessive force while off duty.

That's a load of bull, Commander.

I'm sure it is,

but as long as it's an open matter,

I'm gonna have to bench you.

Bench me? We got two dead kids.

The crew responsible is still out there. I got work to do.

Understood.

And so do I.

Protocol is you go back to HQ

and you talk to IAD.

Deacon.

Until further notice, team's yours.

You know what, Hicks has to know this is bogus.

Anything we can do about this, Deac?

I'm sure Hondo did nothing wrong,

but we got to let the system run its course.

Meantime, we got to scoop up this crew.

So let's earn our paycheck. What do we know?

Witness say the suspects rode in on dirt bikes

and hit the joint in Motocross gear.

Similar MO to a crew

I took down in Hollywood three years ago.

The Trocaderos. You think they're copycats?

Uh, maybe.

CI I worked with then could have some intel.

Might take greasing some wheels.

All right, Street, you go with Tan and work the informant.

Luca and Chris, work with RHD and NoHo Division,

leading a two-mile wide search in case

these suspects are hiding,

waiting for us to clear out.

Let's get these guys before kickoff tomorrow.

- Deacon. - Detective Boyd.

I'm rolling two of my guys to Robbery-Homicide.

Both victims were hit

with exploding shotgun slugs

from that modified Remington 870 in there.

We need skiptraces on all weapons modifiers,

- starting in this area. - Okay.

Now, you want to run point with my team from SWAT HQ,

you're welcome to.

I want these guys yesterday.

We're on it.

Okay, straight up, I scored some dope nearby.

I had 42 days of sobriety and then I fell off the wagon.

I mean, maybe it was 43, because this happened

after midnight, so if...

So you were driving back home through South L.A.

with your newly procured drugs.

What are you saying Sergeant Harrelson

did to you, exactly?

Well, after I scored, I, uh...

I noticed there was a car following me, but I, you know,

I thought it was some fool just trying to rip me off.

But that's when the police lights turned on, you know.

It didn't seem like no police car.

Did you see what kind of vehicle it was?

Uh... Yeah, no, it was a Camaro.

Plates started with "7AG..."

...that's all I could get.

Couldn't get the rest.

You know, maybe it was this guy's personal ride.

I don't know.

Then the-the guy, he comes up to my window, right,

and he flashes his badge. Seems real.

I-I memorized the-the number on it.

He wasn't wearing a uniform,

but he said he was a cop.