S.W.A.T.

Previously on S.W.A.T.

You made an aggressive lane change back there. Pop the trunk.

Officer, you can't check my car without probable cause.

Just pop your trunk.

That fool had the nerve to act like I was the one making it about race.

- And? - And...

Didn't you learn anything while you were on the team?

If it were up to me, you would not be in the academy.

You had your spot, and you threw it away.

We both agree we want you back on S.W.A.T on a probationary basis.

Really?

There's something that I need to be honest

with you about. I do have a fiancé,

and we've been looking for a new third to complete us.

I'm not into being a prop for other people's fantasies.

It's about so much more than sex for us.

We're interested in a real partner.

Nia, listen...

I called the hotel in Tucson to take care of those damages,

but they told me you had already covered it.

Look, I'm the one who put that lamp in the wall,

so there's no way I'm gonna let you pay for my behavior.

Angry as you were, it could've been more than just a lamp.

Yeah, I guess, but...

that's not who I am, Nia.

That's not the way my mama raised me.

I just wanted to let you know that I took care of it, so...

we can stop talking about it.

I'm not the one who started this conversation.

But if you ask me...

you needed it.

And you can stop thinking about it all you want.

Doesn't make it go away.

I'll keep that in mind.

Hey, you.

Hey.

I thought I was early.

I was in a hurry to see you.

- We saw each other just last night. - I know.

I think I remember how you like it. The coffee.

Perfect.

So, where's Ty?

It's been a couple weeks since it's been just the two of us.

That's on purpose, actually.

I thought you'd know enough about Ty and us by now

to know if you wanted to date us for real.

If Ty's the issue, I want you to feel comfortable saying that.

No. Ty's great, and I totally get why you're marrying him.

I understand the...

polyamorous thing a lot better now.

I'm open to the idea.

But...?

I can't believe I'm saying this,

but I'm actually worried about what people will think.

They'll think you refuse to let societal norms keep you

from a fulfilling relationship.

They'll definitely not be thinking that.

Look, Chris, you're the only one I can see us being with.

But if you're not comfortable with it now,

do you think you ever will be?

So, this girl made a million dollars last year?

$1.3 million. Just talking about herself online?

Without any kind of real talent?

Well, when you say it like that, it makes it sound silly.

It sounds silly no matter how you say it.

So, this girl...

Tiffany. She's the most inspiring lifestyle vlogger

- on the Internet. - Inspiring?

She videos herself trying on new outfits.

And now she's famous, and everyone loves her.

There's worse ways of making a living.

Please tell me you're gonna go to college.

I think I'd be good at it.

There's a girl that has 20,000 followers at my school,

and I'm better than her.

Does my sister know about this plan of yours?

Thanks for getting up at 4:00 a.m. for this.

How else am I gonna maintain my status as the cool aunt?

Hello, everybody!

So,

Tiffany is still running a little late.

- What? - She's on her way, I promise.

But how would you like to video chat

with my favorite little sister right now?

My people.

Y'all enjoying my house?

Mi casa, your casa.

Someone needs to teach her Spanish.

And JD's here, too.

What up, experiencers?

I'm so sorry I'm late.

I'm sure Sarah told you that I was in San Diego

visiting a fan, just like you guys.

Love you guys!

Her name's Kourtney, and she's in the hospital.

She's real sick.

We went down there and filmed a video with Kourtney,

and you'll never believe where I got this hat I'm wearing.

That's in the video, too,

and we'll post that tomorrow, so look for it.

One day I'm gonna be riding back and forth in a helicopter,

but until then I'm stuck on the 405 like everybody else.

Love you guys!

She's so great.

LAPD! Everyone out through the back!

Keep going.

You, come here. You guys, go.

Okay, it's okay. I'll call 911. Tell them

Captain Cortez is here, tell them what I'm wearing,

- and tell them I'm armed. - Okay, come on.

Police! Put down your weapon!

Unis and EMTs

are at the scene, but we can't get those gunshot victims

out of there until we clear the shooters.

Couple blocks out.

Any word on the captain and her niece?

Amy's good. But Cortez is the only one

in that backyard helping those injured people.

There could be more people trapped inside the house with the shooters.

What the hell was that, Luca?

I just hit somebody.

You okay?

All right, Luca, you know how this works.

You stay, the truck stays.

- Rest of us, let's go. - Easy.

Not your fault, man.

- Yeah, I know that. - You broke my arm.

Deac, I got Chris. We'll take the two side.

You guys got the one.

I told you this was a bad idea.

Stop talking like that.

Deac, you're in position?

- Ready to go. - Going in the east side door,

so watch your crossfire. Wait on my mark.

Roger that.

Metro S.W.A.T!

Drop your weapon!

- You got him, Chris? - Yep. Down!

- Upstairs clear. - We're Code 4.

All clear for paramedics to enter.

I got him, Cap.

Captain, we got him.

We're good.

Tiffany was not present and was not involved.

Right, yes. I'll call you back.

How is your daughter?

My niece. She's really shaken up.

Metal detectors and bag searches from now on.

Drugs and guns aren't what Tiffany's about.

Where is this Tiffany? We need to speak to her.

What about? I thought this was between rival drug dealers.

Well, it looks like it could be, but this is your sister's house,

and we have to consider all possibilities.

And I can imagine she gets her share of threats.

The weirdo files.

We have records on anyone who's ever posted a troubling comment

on one of Tiff's vlogs. We call it the weirdo files.

All right, I need you to send those over to us,

but I still need to talk to Tiffany.

She should be landing at LAX any minute now.

Wait, I thought she was on the 405

on her way back from visiting that sick fan?

She was. Two days ago.

And then she went to Vegas, and then she missed her flight

'cause I wasn't there to make sure she was on it.

And she was gonna be three hours late

to an event people stood in line for all morning.

What happened to being all about the fans?

Look, I know it's not a good excuse,

but she's a 21-year-old millionaire.

She can be a bit scattered.

All right, I want you to hold tight.

I'm gonna have one of my guys go with you

- to pick up Tiffany at the airport. - Yeah.

What's the damage on the kid?

Broken arm, broken collarbone, possibly some ribs.

They took him to the hospital.

Damn, Luca. I got to write you up a ticket?

Nah, he came out from behind the bushes.

There's no way I could've seen him.

I mean, I don't know how he didn't hear us coming.

It's not like Black Betty's got a stealth mode.

What's his story?

He told the EMTs he was already in the street running to his car

when we took the corner too fast.

Yeah. I don't know if he's lying or got a bad memory,

but that's not how it went down.

Well, let the guys in ties sort it out.

Right now we got a shooter on the loose.

Now, it sounds like it might be a drug beef,

but we got to cover all our bases.

I need someone to go over the files

that Sarah's about to send us on potential Tiffany stalkers.

- Yeah, I'm on it. - All right.

See if Wendy's got any insight.

She'll know what to look for psychologically better than us.

Someone must have gotten the shooter on camera with all the phones.

I'll take that, too. I'll see what I can find on social media.

Save some for the rest of us, hero.

No, I'll be stuck at HQ working with Wendy, anyway.