S.W.A.T.

SWAT... The mayor thinks extremely highly of SWAT.

That's why she's placing me here as a consultant

outside the chain of command.

I'm your friend, Commander.

Bonnie. Who's Bonnie?

Girl I've been dating. I mentioned her. She kind of

stays at my place now. It's sort of getting serious.

You know I totally want to end up with you, right? I know.

Your doctors say you can't live alone,

and your family's not here; we're in L.A.

I have been looking after him for over a year now, by the way.

I know, and I appreciate it.

How long you been staying here? About three weeks.

Me and Moms have been trying real hard to create a stable

environment for Darryl. You cannot inject yourself

into the boy's life unless you intend to stay in it.

Don't you let that old man pull one over on you.

Yes, ma'am.

Do you know what kind of damage you can do to Darryl?

I know the damage that I did to you,

and I can't go back and change that.

Time and regrets, they can change a man, son.

I didn't even hear you come in last night.

Hey. Morning, beautiful.

Morning.

Yeah, I snuck in late after an extended shift.

That was the best I've slept in months. Like a baby.

Me, too.

I blame the wine, though.

I think I might have had a little bit too much.

I'm sorry for leaving such a disaster.

I just didn't want to have to deal last night.

Don't worry about it.

No wonder you slept so well.

Calissa's pot gummies.

She brought them over,

but we didn't get to them.

Wait, those are, uh, edibles?

Pot gummies? Yeah, but they're totally legal.

Bonnie, this stuff stays in your system a long time.

I get drug-tested at work.

Seriously?

Like, on a regular basis? It's random,

but if-if I test positive, or if I'm in

an officer-involved shooting, the city could be

on the hook for millions. I can get fired.

Why would you just leave these sitting here? I-I'm sorry.

I am. I am... I'm so sorry.

Listen, I'll tell your boss that it wasn't your fault.

You can blame me. I don't mind.

This is not on you. It's on me.

I got to come forward and report this.

Why? Because if they find out some other way, I could be fired.

Would you prefer that?

Can't be afraid to get your hands dirty, Darryl.

It's all good. I got gloves on.

You okay? Yeah, I'm fine.

Damn, Pop. I didn't think

we'd get started up this early. Yeah, well, by the time

you finish your coffee, we'll be done.

Darryl's picking up things really quick. All right,

so I tightened up the oil pan. Hopefully,

that'll stop the leak. Get out here, kid.

Come on, big man. Don't tell me my pop's still got you

providing free labor. Free?

I'm teaching this boy valuable lessons.

Marketable skills.

Also said if we're done by noon, he's buying lunch at Apple Pan.

See, I told him, if you learn

how to fix things, you'll never go hungry.

Tire pressure's on you, latecomer.

Okay, for the record, I think I'm the only one

who logged 18 hours yesterday, Pop.

Did you fix anything in those 18 hours?

Sir, yes, sir.

That's what's up.

After losing to Marcus

in that tacky Ford coupe of his, we got to win first place

the next competition.

Hey, Pop. Hmm?

You feeling okay?

I will be, soon as I get my baby done.

It looks like you and my pops getting along really good.

You actually learning a little something?

Yeah, every day.

What are you two staring at? Get back to work.

Oh, gosh.

Uh, well, how about an arrangement of some...

Dad, can I get this? No, put that back.

...orchids?

Some lilies, maybe a few zinnias?

So, we already paid the contractor to fix up our house.

Now we got to get him a gift on top of that?

Well, it's his wife's 50th birthday. It's important.

Yeah, so is a collective 16 years of college.

Says the guy with a five-dollar cup of coffee.

Hey, if you loved me, you would not point out my hypocrisy.

Well, you deserve your weekly treat.

Mwah.

Aw. Aw. Come on.

Okay. Who wants ice cream?

Yeah! Yeah?

Can I get flowers, Daddy?

All right, which one do you want?

All of them. All of them?

There you go. I know.

I know.

Tell me which ones you want.

Go. Annie, go.

Kids, get down. Stay with your mother.

Annie, call 911!

Stay down! Don't move!

Daddy!

It's okay, baby. I'll be right back.

LAPD! Stop!

Dispatch, this is 30-David, off duty,

10-71 at the downtown Flower Outlet.

I've got several wounded.

Need an R/A at the location immediately.

I have one suspect in custody.

Two shooters still at large in the vicinity.

Requesting 1-1-4 on site.

Roll SWAT. Over.

Deacon.

My team fanned out, swept the perimeter.

No sign of the shooters.

Cleared out quick. Press is already speculating

this was a mass shooting.

No, not the way they assume.

These guys looked military-trained.

They were targeting the vendors.

There's got to be some motive behind it.

Either way, we're canvassing security camera footage

and sending it back to HQ with the suspect you bagged.

Roger that.

You took care of business, Deac.

Did everything you could.

Glad you're safe, pal.

Thanks. Deac!

Heard it over the radio, got here as soon as I could.

You good?

Yeah, I'm good, but four dead, six wounded.

Annie and the kids? They're at mobile command.

Annie's a rock, but the kids are freaked.

I can't imagine what they're thinking.

Probably that their dad kicked ass,

kept them safe and handled the situation.

So much for a quiet day out with the family.

Daddy.

Aw. Hey, Lila. I'm sorry I kept you waiting.

Mommy got you flowers?

No, I bought them.

Really? For you.

Thank you, sweetheart.

Hey.

Come here. Aw, come here.

Yo, Hondo, you hear what happened to Deacon and Annie?

Yeah, and there's two shooters still out there. Yep.

And Annie and the kids got to be pretty shaken up.

Yeah, Annie's a warrior, man. Knowing her, she probably

had it all on lockdown, kept the little ones safe, too.

Well, happy ending or not, these guys came after one of us.

That means all hands on deck until we get the rest

and anybody else responsible, and I'm not waiting for RHD.

Yeah, you bet. We'll grab Chris and Tan,

see what we can dig up on this guy Deacon brought in.

Who hired you and your other motorcycle buddies?

Listen,

if you think this silent,

tough-guy routine's gonna help you,

you're mistaken.

You've only got one chance to help yourself,

and that's to start talking.

For starters, you can tell us

about your two motorcycle friends.

Obviously, this wasn't

just a thrill ride or some good old hell-raising.

Why target the Flower Outlet?

Someone sent you, didn't they?

Look, if you're afraid your boss might be able

to get to you... I'm not afraid of anyone.

You afraid of going to the state penitentiary, hmm?

Not gonna have many friends there, being a Colombian.

Look, you're in this all alone.

Whether you like it or not,

we're the only friends...

They getting anywhere?

No, he's not talking. Not surprised, though.

The way those guys moved,

coordinated, without hesitation...

They're pros.

All the shootings,

the craziness we see day after day--

it's a whole nother matter when it touches the people we love.

It's just,

this was too close.

I'm the one that's supposed to be in danger, not them.

Deacon, the important thing is,

you kept 'em safe.

And a lot of other people there, too.