S.W.A.T.

Previously onSWAT...This is my brother Terry.

Hey, nice to meet you.Hi.

Well, he said that he quit

'cause he couldn't keep up anymore. You don't believe him?

Terry's never stuck with a job in his life.

He does what he loves till he doesn't anymore.

Then it's on to the next thing, like a new toy.

I told you, I'll find a new thing.

You just got to let me be, bro.Just looking out for you.

It's what a big brother's supposed to do.

Morning, baby.Sergeant Harrelson.

This'll be six nights in a row I've slept over.

We're trying to make a baby, remember?

I love you.

I love you.

Spring cleaning, huh?

Hey, Pop, just, uh, sorting your stuff from mine.

There's a hell of a lot of history here to go through

Oh, wow.

I remember you made me read this back in the day.

Oh, yeah, Baldwin.

He knew how to tell it like it is.

Living in this country as a Black man.

I must've been about 14 or 15.

That book had an impact on me.

I was probably too pissed at you to tell you back then,

but it really did.Hmm.

So, talk to me. What'd you think about the spot on Sycamore?

Sycamore?Yeah, the apartment

with the pool and the hot tub.

Oh, yeah, I don't know. I'm not much of a swimmer.

What about the place on 53rd?

That's an easy walk from there to here.

Neighborhood would still feel familiar.Listen,

I meant what I said about getting out of your hair.

But don't rush the old man, okay?

Okay, Pop, my bad.

I'll put the Baldwin in your box.

You keep it.

Yo.- Hey.

What's up, bro?What's up?

How were the waves this morning?

Oh, gnarly, dude.

Yeah, best they've been all month.

Storm must be coming.Oh, yeah?

So when are we getting you out there, man?

I got a board with your name written all over it.

Soon as the sharks migrate south.

Man, you've been watching too much Shark Week.

Or you've been watching too little.

The stuff we face on a daily basis,

the thing you're worried about is the water

and a little sharky?

I'm good with risks I can control.

Creatures with sharp teeth that swim faster than you

and consider you a nice snack...Hello?

No, thank you.

O-Okay, well, what happened?

W-What did he do?

Oh, no, okay, I'll come down right now. Thanks, man.

Yo, what's up?A buddy of mine

down at Central. Terry, my brother,

he's been arrested.

What for?I don't know,

but I got to head down, figure out what he did this time.

All right. We'll tell Hondo.

Thanks!

Ah, man.

Commander Hicks. Been a minute.

What brings you to my side of town?What do you think?

Your coffee.

And a couple of meetings.

Americano?You got it.

Got you.Thanks, buddy.

Robert!Look at this.

The Honorable Martin Walker.

How you doing?Good. You've gained weight.

You lost hair.

Hey, Anthony, let me guess. Triple Americano?

Nah, Judge. Single.

What?

Cutting back these days.

Oh, good for you.

I quit smoking. Almost a year now.Get out of here.

Maggie's influence, I'm betting. Yeah. Gave me an ultimatum.

Her or the cigarettes. And, you know,

cigarettes can't cook lasagna.

That's for sure.

Wow. It's been a long time.

Yeah, it has.Yeah.

Hey, you still got your clubs?Yeah. They're just

collecting dust in my office.Bust them out.

We can hit the links this weekend, catch up.

Sunday works for me.Perfect. Hey, look,

I-I got to run. I'm meeting Maggie for an early lunch.

Oh, good. Well, give her my best.Will do.

All right, man.Yeah.

It's great seeing you, buddy.Good to see you, too, man.

Yeah.Anthony, you take care.

You, too, Judge.We'll see you Sunday, buddy.

Yeah, I'm looking forward to it.

That'll be $3.50.

Keep it.

How's your daughter doing, by the way?She's great.

Singing all the time.

Yeah. My daughter, Molly, was the same way.

We got her into musical theater to give her an outlet

and us a break.Did it work?

No.

And I'd be okay if I never heard anything from Catsagain.

Yo, was that...?Stay here.

LAPD! Commander Hicks.

I counted three gunshots

from the parking garage.

Martin!

Martin.

You stay... you stay with me, Marty.

We're gonna get you help. Deputy! I need an R/A

here now.

Stay with him!Yes, sir!

Aah.

Yeah, this is Commander Hicks. I got a shooting

at the county courthouse.

Possible suspect vehicle is a rust-colored Mustang

heading north on Sepulveda.

RHD's taking over

the scene?Afraid so.

Judge Walker didn't make it.

It's officially a homicide. The mayor

and the chief want answers yesterday.

Martin was a big deal. Almost 30 years on the bench.

Word is that you talked to him shortly before the shooting.

Did he say anything to indicate he might be, uh, targeted?

Mention any threats?

No, nothing. We were just,

you know, shooting the breeze, catching up.

We made plans to golf this weekend.

You radioed a vehicle description.

Rust-colored Mustang. What year?I don't know.

It was older. Early '90s, maybe.

Plates?Partial.

Three, Peter, Charlie.

What about the shooter? You see him?Yeah.

He was wearing a hoodie and a baseball cap.

Black, white, brown?

I'm sorry, Detective.

I couldn't see him. I couldn't stop him.

I was a second late every step of the way.Came as soon as we heard.

You all right?Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Just, um...

Judge was a friend.

Barb and his wife, Maggie, were always tight.

Four of us used to spend a lot of time together back then.

I'm very sorry.Thanks. Thing is is after Barb died,

Martin and I just somehow let our friendship slip away.

It's a shame.

No.

I got to talk to his wife.

She's gonna be devastated.

I'm afraid you can't do that, Commander.

Not until she talks to RHD.

Oh, right.

I'm a witness.

For whatever that's worth.Listen,

I'm gonna head back to the station,

get started on this. If you think of anything else...

Yeah, I know. I know the drill.

Yeah.

Hey, Burrows.

Listen, if it's okay with you, let SWAT lend a hand on this.

Sure. More eyes couldn't hurt.

Just run things past me?Of course.

Appreciate it.

Thanks for bailing me out.

I'm good for it. I just got to liquidate a few things.

Breaking and entering?

It's a misunderstanding.

I got it handled.You're looking

at three to five years, Terry.

I was helping somebody out.

Who?This girl that I'm seeing.

April. Her ex is a piece of work.

He was, like, abusive.

She's scared to see him since they broke up,

and...And?

And she asked me to go by his place

and pick up some of her stuff.

It was her stuff.

She gave me a list. She was living there.

It was just some clothes and some little figurine

that her grandma gave her before she died.

Geez, you really know how to pick them, man.

Here we go.What?

You. You!

And all the judgment. You know, everybody thinks

you're this, like, chill, laid-back kind of guy.

They don't see how you treat me.

It's a double standard, bro.Okay, then where's April right now?

What, she too busy to pick you up?

That's not the point!Bail you out?