S.W.A.T.

There you go, come on.

There you go.

Yeah.

Damn, Cabrera, killing it.

Got some pent-up aggression there?

What makes you think I need to be angry to kick some ass?

Oh, he's just used to Street's little love taps on the bag.

Hey, did you guys hear?

LAFD beat Park Police last night, 11 to four.

That means cops versus smoke eaters

in the championship game on Tuesday.

- Yeah. - They're a tough team.

Got a couple big boys who can hit the crap out of the ball.

Well, good thing we got Tan on the mound.

Just the crew I was looking for.

Wanted to remind you, if you haven't already,

to sign up for Tuesday's

SWAT pasta night fundraiser. Now, I know Hondo's in.

He's bringing homemade tiramisu.

Hondo's making the dessert.

Is that really supposed to tempt us?

It's actually Nichelle's recipe, Powell, so I would choose

your next words very carefully.

So, everybody's in?

I don't know, Deacon.

Might take a passon that.

Ditto. You know me and gluten.

- Pasta is not my friend. -Mm.

Pasta night is a SWAT tradition.

It's been going on for a really long time,

and all the money raised goes to charity.

Yeah, all right. Count me in, Deac.

Good. Sign-up sheet's in the kitchen.

Just so the rest of you know.

What?

I love this.

We haven't done this in a while.

It's nice to have a little alone time.

Feels like I haven't seen you that much lately.

I know, baby,

and I'm sorry, but, hey,

we're good. Don't worry.

I'm not worried.

Doesn't mean I don't want to see more of you.

You give any thought to when we might sneak in a honeymoon?

Vivie has four grandparents,

all willing to watch her anytime we wanna slip away

And I am well aware. It's just been a little tricky

with Street running SWAT training down in Long Beach

and Luca still in London, but, baby,

you are right, we do need to find the time.

Hopefully while we're still newlyweds.

It's from my office.

The inspector general, she needs to see me today.

I thought this was your day off.

Now look whose job is pulling us apart.

Excuse me. Can we get the check, please?

Uh-huh, right away.

Hey, what do you think of this area?

I mean, it's pretty cool, right?

Mm-hmm.

What if, uh, what if we got a place around here?

We?

Yeah.

Well, I was thinking maybe we should move in together.

Uh... Is it-- is that a bad idea?

It's...

kind of fast,

- that's all. - Well,

I-I just thought since things are going so well.

But, look...

...if the idea freaks you out, we really don't...

Come on. This way.

Suki, wh-where are we going? A dispensary?

Need to see an ID.

What's going on?

Suki, what...?

Hey, hey.

Tell me what's happening.

ID.

You need to show me an ID.

Nichelle.

That was gunfire. It was close.

The dispensary on Maywood just hit its panic button.

Maywood's only a block from here. All right,

call 911, tell 'em I'm responding,

- off-duty, plainclothes. - Be careful, babe.

LAPD! Move! Move! Out of the way! Out of the way!

LAPD! Drop the weapon!

Get on the ground!

Get down now! Get down!

Oh, my God.

Get out of the road!

You okay? Yeah.

Help me, please!

I don't know who the hell they were,

but they were professional

and they hit hard.

"Shock and awe"assault,

right in the middle of the Arts District.

Spoke to a couple of the employees.

They've got close to a hundred grand in cash on hand,

nothing was taken.

No. This was all about the girl.

We have any idea why?

The boyfriend's right there,

but the kid's still in shock.

Could barely give me more than her name.

Suki Ito.

She must've dropped her bag

before she was taken, but there's a problem.

I just ran her ID

through the system. ID's bogus.

Suki Ito doesn't exist.

So, what do three Japanese killers want with a ghost?

This the dead perp? That's a lot of ink.

Irezumi tattoos.

So, he's yakuza.

Coroner ID'd him as Yoshi Takashi.

Flew in from Japan three days ago.

Had four buddies with him.

Now, I've already spoken to our friends in the Tokyo PD.

They confirmed that all five men are known members

of the Yami-Yami crime family.

Mainland yakuza making noise in L.A.

Isn't a broad daylight kidnapping

a bit too loud for them?

Struck me as odd, too, Commander,

which means whatever they wanted from the woman

they abducted, they wanted it badly.

Now, Suki Ito, that's a fake identity,

but it's a really good one.

Includes bogus passport, work docs, Social.

This is not the kind of fake ID

you get down on Sixth and Alvarado.

Tokyo PD's running her photo

through their facial rec.

They'll let us know if they get a hit.

All right, I already sent Tan and Cabrera

to check Suki's address.

Powell and Alfaro are sitting down with her boyfriend.

These guys came a long way to stir up a lot of trouble,

and something tells me we haven't seen the end of it.

So, Suki isn't even her real name.

And you had no idea?

Even though you've been dating her for six months?

No, I... N-None at all.

I... Oh, my God.

I asked her to move in with me this morning.

Cameron, the men who grabbed her

were willing to kill to get her.

There must be a reason why.

I'm sure there is, but I have no idea.

Okay. We'll-we'll figure it out.

What do you know about her life?

What did she do for a living?

She...

Uh, something in the travel industry?

Maybe.

I-I-- Look, I don't really know.

She never said.

And you never asked?

Come on, man, that's first date stuff.

I... I didn't want to pry.

What about family or friends?

Cameron, come on.

You were getting ready to live with this girl

and you know nothing about her?

Look,

she didn't really talk about herself,

and in this city, to be honest, I found that refreshing.

I-I know that she's from Tokyo

and that she loves me.

Okay, look, what about recently?

Did you notice any changes in her personality?

Anything out of the ordinary?

No. I-I mean, the week was totally normal.

Uh... Well,

except we had our first fight,

which was weird 'cause Suki's normally so chill.

Okay, what happened? What... what was that about?

I posted a photo of us on my social media. She told me

in the past not to, but I just wanted to

show her off a little.

Cameron, she's been living under

an assumed identity this whole time, hiding.

Oh, my God.

It's my fault they found her, isn't it?

Um, please,

you have to get her back.

Hey, Bruce, good morning.

Have you seen the IG? She texted,

said she needed to see me, but I can't find her.

Yeah, she got called over to the mayor's office.

This whole thing is blowing up pretty fast.

I'm sorry. What whole thing?

The Times called for a comment.

They're doing a big investigative piece

on corruption in this office.

Corruption? What corruption?