Previously on S.W.A.T...
How's your kid? Do you even have a kid?
I had the baby. Thomas. That's his name.
My parents found a couple who wanted to adopt him.
So, I signed the papers.
I've never forgiven myself.
Meet DEA agent Mack Boyle,
the leader of the DEA Narcotics Task Force.
This is his special response tac squad.
STREET: Shorty, Marcos Guzman's little brother.
Don't shoot. Marcos? What are you doing here?
Offer from the DEA...
They drop your resisting arrest charge
when Ulan is captured.
You enter WITSEC with a healthy stipend to boot.
Shorty too, right?
DEACON: Sancho Zamora. Cocaine kingpin.
I hear Sancho hasn't left Mexico since the late '90s.
(gunfire)
Ulan Zamora is down.
MURIEL: Until the cartel gets their $3 million back,
all of our families are in danger.
I regret to inform you
that your brother Shorty has been killed.
You said my brother'd be safe!
You killed him!
PASTOR: And so with love, we shall leave you in peace.
Go now with God, to love and serve the Lord.
(quiet chatter)
Marcos, look.
You got no right coming here.
Hey, we just wanted to pay our respects.
If you had any respect,
you'd leave my family the hell alone.
LUCA: We're sorry for your loss.
Okay? What happened to Shorty... it's tragic.
Your damn fault is what it is.
Hey, Marcos, there's no way we could've known
that Shorty would cross paths
with a rival banger while he was inside.
Just 'cause you didn't mean for it to happen
don't change the fact that it did.
You said Shorty'd be safe.
See how much your promises mean?
Look, our promise is still good.
We failed at saving Shorty, but...
you and Muriel can still get out.
The hell you mean?
The WITSEC deal the DEA put on the table,
for your cooperation.
Is this a joke?
No, man. You wanted to get Shorty and Muriel
out of the life.
Shorty's gone,
Muriel and her baby still need your help.
The documents are all drawn up.
All they need is your signature.
You and your cousin can start new lives.
I only took that deal for Shorty.
We crossed the cartel 'cause we believed in you.
That belief is over.
Marcos, look, I know you're a good guy,
you're just hurting right now.
Whenever you're ready, the deal is waiting for you.
(sighs)
We're done.
Get out of here, Luca.
Marcos, man, come on...
Luca, forget it. We should go.
Come on.
* *
Hola, Carmina.
Hola, Mr. Corby. Thanks for letting me start early today.
Got to take my dad to an appointment later.
How's he doing after the, uh, the surgery?
(grunts) (screams)
Call 911! (grunts)
(grunting)
The hell do you want?
You know who I am.
Sancho Zamora.
Didn't think you'd have the stones
to set foot in the U.S.
You are the reason that I am here.
Remember that...
when you are begging for me to kill you.
(screaming)
That's disappointing.
For me.
Not for you.
Now we have to do this the fast way.
(screaming)
(Carmina sobbing)
Morning, Powell.
Hey, Deac. Wait up.
I got an invitation
to Vivienne's christening this weekend.
Did Hondo invite the whole squad?
He's been pretty excited about it.
Pretty sure he invited the whole department.
Do you think he would be offended
if I didn't show up?
Offended? No.
But he wouldn't've invited you if he didn't want you there.
Why? You got other plans?
I-I don't really feel like I'm in the right headspace
to be around a little baby right now.
It's no secret, but I...
I gave up a baby for adoption when I was 15.
And I thought I'd made peace with it,
but he turned 18 a few months ago and I, uh...
You're thinking he might try to reach out
now that he's got access to the adoption records.
Yeah, uh...
Been on pins and needles hoping, but so far... nothing.
I don't want to bring that baggage to Vivienne's big day.
Well, I'm sure Hondo will understand.
But, um...
Can I ask you something? Yeah.
Have you ever thought about being the one to reach out,
try to locate your son?
All the time.
I can't stop wondering what he's doing,
what kind of guy Thomas grew up to be.
That's what I named him, anyways.
His parents probably changed it.
Nah. It's a good name.
So what's stopping you?
I don't know.
Just doesn't seem right to disrupt his entire life.
I figure, if he wants to find me,
that should be up to him.
That seems fair.
Look, if you do decide to go to the christening,
I'll be there.
You can hang with me.
I appreciate it.
Huh? Want this? No?
You had enough?
What's that face? What's that face?
Looks like some major league adulting going on over there. Mm.
My dad has been on me.
Wants us to finish up all the will
and living trust stuff.
I thought we already signed it.
Not all of it.
There's still this.
Guardianship of minors.
Vivienne's barely in this world.
I mean, we just became a family.
I can't bring myself to think of her growing up without us.
I know, baby.
But this right here? It's just a precaution.
It's never gonna happen.
I know, it's just...
every thought that's been in my head
since I found out I was pregnant
has been about...
what our lives will be together,
all the things we're going to experience with her.
This is a version where she may never even know us.
Hey, hey, stop that. Stop that.
It's not gonna happen.
Everything you've dreamed of for her and us
is all gonna come true.
Together?
Together.
(both chuckle)
You never panic, do you? Hmm.
I'm kind of saving it for when Vivienne starts dating.
(laughter)
Hey, for real.
The only guardians that little Vivienne
is gonna need are right here in this room.
(phone buzzing)
The boss.
Commander. What's up?
All right, I'm on my way.
I'm sorry, baby, I got to go.
All right, look, let's put all this away for now.
All right? We'll get back to it later.
I love you. Love you, too.
All right.
(helicopter whirring, indistinct radio chatter)
Hondo.
In there.
DEA Agent Red Corby.
He's part of Agent Boyle's team.
Where are we on the shooter?
Cleaning lady's a witness.
Described four men, Spanish-speaking.
Busted in, overpowered Red.
Executed him.
Where was she hiding?
Well, that's the thing.
She wasn't.
They made her watch.
She saw the whole thing.
They wanted us to know who did it.
Sancho Zamora?
That's Ulan's father.
Head of the cartel,
hasn't been out of Mexico in over 30 years.
This guy's as ruthless as they come,
oversees an army of dangerous sicarios, smugglers.
He personally gave the housekeeper a message
to pass along.
He's coming after the DEA agents
who murdered his son.
Is that word for word?
"Coming after the DEA"?
I know what you're thinking, Hondo.
Sir, the DEA set the trap,
but I'm the one who killed Ulan Zamora.
Sancho Zamora might not know it yet,
but his road to revenge ends with me.
Yeah.
* *
(door opens)
I've been in touch with the Deputy Administrator at the DEA.
This is everything they have on Sancho Zamora
and the Zamora cartel.
Sicarios, hackers, dealers and more.
When you said an army, you weren't lying.
Zamora is a real big fish for the DEA.
Top of the food chain.
How'd the cartel find out where Red lived?
That's protected information.
Well, two days ago, there was a network failure at the DEA HQ
in Little Tokyo. Servers were down for hours.
More than likely a result of a malicious hack.
So all their case files
and agent dossiers, they were potentially exposed?
Wait, hold up.
If Zamora read the joint operations reports,
he has to know that I'm the one who shot his son,
which means Nichelle and Vivienne...
They're already being brought in by an R100 detail.
They're safe.
Look, the only way to stop this threat
is to cut the head off that snake.
Well, the DEA's already reached out to border agents
and Mexican authorities for intel
on where Zamora might hide in L.A.
Soon as we hear anything, we'll move.
What's status on the rest of Boyle's team?
Feds've pulled in Agent Fisk and her family.
Agent Doffing is away on assignment.
They got word to him. He's locked down.
And the team leader? Agent Boyle?
Not answering his cell and wasn't at home,
but my DEA liaison says they're still hoping for the best.
(phone buzzing)
Sir, Nichelle and my daughter are here.
All right, go.
All right, we need to get Agent Boyle's picture
out to every precinct.
Between the LAPD
and the DEA, we need to find him
before Sancho Zamora does.
Baby.
Hondo, what's going on?
Why did you send an escort to bring us in?
Baby, listen, it was Commander Hicks' call, just a precaution.
The Zamora cartel is back in town.
Just want to be extra safe. It's no big deal. (sighs)
Hey, you got to do better than that.
We wouldn't be here if you weren't in danger.
What are not you telling me?
Nichelle, I need you to trust that everything's gonna be okay.
You're only gonna be here for a few hours,
then everything goes back to normal.
(sighs) All right. I'll trust you.
Okay, good.
Dr. Wendy can't wait to meet our little baby.
She's waiting for you in her office.
(Vivienne coos)
Be safe.
I'll see you later. Okay.
Yo, what's all this?
Trying to locate Agent Boyle.
DEA's searching all the normal routes:
phone, credit cards, traffic cams.
Thought I'd try something different.
You're tracking Boyle's social media?
Yeah. Problem is, he's not exactly an influencer.
Guy keeps a low profile.
Is that his son?
Yeah. Braden. Boyle's divorced.
DEA brought his ex-wife in,
but Boyle's got custody today
and she doesn't know where he took the kid.
Apparently, he keeps his cell phone off
when they're together.
He makes a real effort to be totally present.
Picked the wrong day to be a good dad.
You try running a scan for Braden?
A 12-year-old's probably got more of a social media presence.
Is that Marcos's WITSEC deal?
Yeah. Just need a couple of John Hancocks.
Luca, come on.
Marcos basically told us to eff off this morning.
Look, he was upset. Grieving, okay?
He's not thinking straight. He'll come around.
What if he doesn't?
Look, we promised him a chance
at a better life. Muriel, too.
We can't just take that away after what happened.
Luca, what happened to Shorty was not our fault.
But we can still do this.
Look, it is noble how much you want to help Marcos.
But you can't save someone
who isn't willing to save themselves.
I ain't giving up.
Oh, yo, check this out.
Someone just tagged Boyle's kid in a photo.
STREET: Boyle took him to play soccer, maybe.
Okay, this post is from 20 minutes ago.
They could still be there. We got to find this park.
Let me try this.
Canvass report from this morning's crime scene came back.
The neighbor's Ring camera caught a black SUV fleeing
Agent Corby's street after his murder.
Powell's got a BOLO out.
Good. Maybe we'll get lucky.
Is that the letter?
Boss...
don't let your mind go to the worst.
We'll get ahead of this cartel.
Tan, it's not that.
Nichelle and I were talking this morning about
what would happen to Vivienne if both of us were gone.
And it just got me thinking
how much my life has changed
since I wrote this letter a year ago.
You know it's bad luck to talk about the letter.
Yeah, I know the superstition.
(sighs) But if things did go bad today...
...she'd be reading this letter tonight.
I mean, I haven't gotten around to updating it.
I don't even know where I'd start.
There's so much that I'd want to say.
Can't help you there.
Tell you the truth,
my letter's still addressed to Bonnie.
Haven't changed it
'cause it's like a time capsule
of how I felt when things were good.
You'll find somebody else, man.
And, besides, neither one of us
is gonna have to use this letter anyway, right?
The one we don't speak of? What letter?
(chuckles softly)
(sighs)
Been thinking about our conversation earlier,
about trying to contact my son.
Sorry if it felt like I shut down on you.
No need to apologize.
I can't imagine what it must be like
to have a-a kid out there somewhere.
And...
I wasn't completely honest with you.
What do you mean?
Honest about what?
The reason I haven't tried to find him
since he turned 18 is not because...
I was afraid that I would hurt him
or disrupt his life somehow, but...
I'm really just afraid that I'll get hurt.
You mean if you reach out and...
What if he's not interested?
What if he doesn't want to know me?
Okay.
What if he does?
(pagers beeping)
Got a hit on the black SUV from Agent Corby's house.
That tree cluster in the background lines up
with the hill formation, that's got to be the one.
That's Balboa Park, that's where Boyle's playing soccer.
Traffic cams flagged the SUV from this morning's shooting.
It's heading north on the 405 near Inglewood.
Wait, 405 north? They could be headed to Encino.
Boyle's there right now with his son.
If we're able to find him, they could've too.
And they've already got a head start.
Let's move.
BRADEN: Think fast.
(chuckles)
How do you feel about milkshakes?
Do you even need to ask?
* *
Braden, I need you to get in the car and lock the door.
What, Dad? Why?
Get on the floor and stay put.
Dad, is everything okay? Stay down. I need you to stay down.
It's gonna be okay.
Dad, I'm scared.
Stay down, Braden! Okay!
* *
(gunfire)
(panicked shouting)
(approaching engine, siren)
(gunfire)
All right, Luca, Tan, you're on crowd control.
Get those people out of the park.
Deacon, you take Powell-- sweep that row of cars.
Street, on me. Let's move.
Let's go, everybody.
LAPD! Clear the area! LAPD!
Go, go, go! Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Come on, everyone, move. Clear the area, let's go.
20-David. Shots fired on the north side of the lot.
STREET: 26-David.
Got eyes on the shooter. He's got Boyle pinned down.
Street, cover. LAPD! Drop the gun!
(gunfire)
20-David. One suspect down.
POWELL: Deacon.
The red Explorer. That's Boyle's car.
(gunfire)
DEACON: Braden. Hey.
We're here to help. Open that door.
You're a cop? LAPD.
Let's get you out of here, kiddo.
All right, that's Officer Powell,
I want you to stay right behind her. Okay.
Just follow me. Don't stop moving till I do, okay?
30-David.
We've got Braden.
26-David, second suspect located.
LAPD! Get on the ground!
Don't do it!
Drop the gun!
On your stomach, hands by your side.
On your stomach!
Now! Hands behind your back!
Going hands-on.
Boyle! Are you hurt?
No, no, no, but my son--
No, hey, hey, hey, Deacon and Powell have him.
He's safe.
We got the two shooters.
No, there were three.
Two in the SUV, one on foot.
20-David, we are still Code 6.
There's one more suspect out there.
26-David, he's in the black SUV!
TAN: 25-David, copy, I got him.
Shooting the tire! (gunfire)
LAPD! LAPD! Show us your hands!
Get down! Down, on your stomach!
Hands behind your back.
Going hands-on. LUCA: 22-David,
final suspect in custody. Show us Code 4.
It's Zamora cartel.
I clocked a tat on the first guy.
Must be retaliation for killing Ulan.
We need to warn my team.
Naomi and Ace have already been brought in. They're safe.
And what about Red?
I'm sorry, man.
Sancho Zamora executed him in his home this morning.
Sancho Zamora is on U.S. soil.
He came here personally to get his revenge.
He won't stop. He'll burn the city.
He'll murder anyone who gets in his way
until he finds the people who killed his son.
Not if we get to him first.
I want full cooperation. Whatever it takes.
Sancho Zamora hasn't left Mexico in three decades.
Now he's crossed our border and killed Red Corby.
Now, men have spent their entire careers
trying to get cuffs on him. We cannot let him escape.
What do you got?
Zamora wasn't alone at Agent Corby's house.
Corby's housekeeper was able to ID three other suspects
from a photo line-up.
This one goes by Pesado.
He's Zamora's number one enforcer and head of security.
I'll make sure my people know he's here, too.
DEA is coordinating with ICE
and Homeland Security at our borders.
The head of the cartel is taking a massive risk
just by being here.
I can't imagine he'll just cut and run.
He's got to have something else planned.
The two suspects we have in custody aren't talking,
but one had a burner phone that we suspect
is how they received orders.
It's encrypted, but once Cyber Division cracks it,
we can hopefully trace it to whoever's relaying the orders.
When you connect those burners, we can trace them
right to Zamora.
We're gonna catch this son of a bitch.
We got photos of all four suspects
in Agent Corby's murder out to Patrol.
Every cop in the city is looking for them.
Good. We need to find them and put an end this.
There you are, Commander.
I just got off the phone with Marcos Guzman.
Luca, you're wasting your time.
No, you're wrong. I got him to agree to take the WITSEC deal.
Okay, Marcos knows that Sancho Zamora's here.
After everything he did to help us,
he wants to protect himself and his cousin, Muriel, too.
All right, well, you stuck your neck out
to keep this deal in place, Luca.
You put in the work in with Marcos.
Glad it paid off for you.
Okay, he's laying low in Long Beach
while the cartel are here.
He wants us to come to him.
Long Beach. Why don't he and Muriel just come here?
They'd be safer. No, he won't come in without signed papers.
His trust in us is stretched pretty thin right now.
All right. All right, look.
We got time to wait for Cyber to crack the cartel phone.
You two take a Charger and get Marcos that paperwork.
Thank you, sir.
(door opens)
Anything from Cyber yet?
No. Last I heard, they're still working on the burner phones
taken off the sicarios who attacked Boyle.
These things never move fast enough.
So what do you need?
I want you to hold on to something for me.
The letter?
(chuckles softly)
Look, you...
you need to put that back in your locker
and let it sit for the next 20 years until you retire.
Sir, Sancho Zamora is here to avenge his son's death.
And there's no denying there's a target on my back.
So, please, take it until we sort things out.
But look...
What's in here doesn't even come close
to what I'd want to say to Nichelle if I could.
But it's all I got.
Make sure she knows that, all right?
Hondo, come on.
As much as I value SWAT tradition,
this is one I'd like to see end.
Why's that?
Because who's to say we'll be the first to go?
I mean, my generation
wasn't big on... expressing their feelings, you know?
The problem with that is there was a lot left unsaid.
And there's things I wrote in my letter to Barb that I wanted her
to know.
She never got to read the letter.
And I never told her.
So take it from me--
if there's things you want to say to Nichelle,
don't hide behind the letter like I did.
Say them to her.
Out loud.
(phone buzzes)
Cyber cracked the sicario's phone.
They're sending the data now.
What do you got?
Not a lot of data on the phone,
but that actually works in our favor.
Only one other phone has been in contact with this one
since it was activated.
Most recently, a text directing the sicarios
to Encino. Sounds like whoever has the other phone's
calling the shots. Which means it could be Zamora.
Run a trace, tell me where it is. Already running it.
BOYLE: Looks like it's down in Long Beach.
Long Beach? Where?
The decommissioned power plant. HICKS: Pull up a locator
on Street and Luca's Charger, now.
Sir, what's going on? Street and Luca went to Long Beach
to meet up with Marcos and Muriel.
Muriel is carrying Sancho's grandson. HONDO: If the cartel
figured that out, then she and Marcos could be the target.
Luca and Street just rolled into the power plant.
* *
LUCA: Yo. (car doors shut)
We're here.
Hey, you made the right choice, bro.
Where's Muriel?
Let's just get this done.
(phone buzzes)
Yo, Hondo. What's up? HONDO: Luca,
we tracked the cartel's phone to your location.
Zamora could be
going after Muriel and Marcos.
You need to grab them and get out of there.
STREET: Luca! (gunfire)
Hondo, we got company!
All hell is breaking loose! Bullets everywhere!
Back to the car!
(gunfire continues)
Luca! Street! LUCA: Hey! Zamoras are here!
They just took out our car with an RPG!
(groaning) Street's injured!
He's got a piece of shrapnel in his leg!
(groans) Sounds like they're sitting ducks out there.
We got to get to cover! Hey!
Marcos, get up! The plant! Go!
Luca! LUCA: Hondo, we're gonna
hold 'em off as long as we can!
We're heading inside the plant. Go, go, go.
Luca. We're going. Go. (gunfire continues)
We're on our way! I'm coming with you!
We can handle this, Boyle. Due respect, they killed my friend.
Let me help bring yours home. I owe you that much.
Fine. Take the chopper.
I'll scramble backup. Go!
(Street groaning)
I counted three of 'em, maybe more.
We can't stay here.
Okay, Hondo, we're inside right now.
Hondo? Aw, there's no signal. Must be the building.
We got to get moving, find a place to barricade.
Can't go that way. Come on, Marcos.
What are you doing? STREET: Come on.
I ain't going with you. What are you talking about,
Marcos? We just need to hold them off.
No. You need to.
Marcos, what did you do?
Look, they took Muriel.
Sancho knew about the baby, the wire,
everything! Oh, my God. You set us up?
A trade.
My cousin for the cops who killed his son.
How could you do that?! You should've told me!
I could've helped you get her back!
Man, trusting you was what got Shorty killed!
I got to look out for me and mine! (man shouts in Spanish)
(panting) Luca, come on. Luca, come on! (men speaking Spanish)
We got to go! Now! Come on.
Coming out!
Hey, don't shoot!
Don't shoot. Zamora's expecting me.
Marcos!
Muriel. (chuckles softly)
Hey, hey. Move out the way. Give me my cousin.
SANCHO: No, no, no, no, no.
Not until I have them.
(speaks Spanish)
Damn it. Still no service in here.
(Street groans)
LUCA: We need to deal with your leg.
You're bleeding pretty bad.
Okay?
Looks like there's a piece of shrapnel in there.
I can't chance pulling it out, though. (panting)
I got to tourniquet you.
I'm gonna pull it tight.
Yep. This is gonna hurt.
Yep. Okay.
Ready? (groans loudly)
This is all my fault. I'm sorry.
Hey, he tricked both of us, okay?
You didn't twist my arm to come down here.
(men speaking Spanish)
Come on. Let's go.
(groans, panting)
I still can't reach Luca and Street.
POWELL: No cell service where they are!
They don't have a lot of time.
HONDO: Commander, we still have
the sicario's burner phone, right?
The one we traced to the plant?
Call it!
Patch me through!
What are you thinking?
It's a Hail Mary, but we got to buy 'em some time.
It's ringing.
Patching you in now.
(phone buzzing)
Hello?
Am I talking to the man in charge?
Am I talking to Sancho Zamora?
Yes, you are.
And who is this?
The man who killed your son.
The two cops you have there with you at the plant,
they ain't got no part in this.
I'm the one you want.
I'm on my way.
Good.
I'm still going to kill your men.
When you come here,
I will kill you, too.
* *
TAN: All right, Zamora knows
we're coming. He's gonna have
a fortified position.
Chopper's fast, but it's loud.
As soon as we get close, they're gonna hear us.
Boyle's right. We can deploy quickly,
but if they've got guns waiting, we'll be sitting ducks.
Which is why we need a plan.
I'll have units hold a perimeter out of sight of the plant.
Drop that bird on the two side.
You can use the building as cover.
60 seconds out!
So what's the plan?
We drop right on top of 'em.
(grunting)
Let's go.
(grunts)
(grunting)
Okay. (groaning softly)
You were bleeding pretty bad on the way in.
Pretty sure we're gonna have company soon.
(groans)
Okay, how you holding up?
Hurts like hell, but I'll survive.
Man, I'm so sorry I didn't listen to you about Marcos.
I'll never forgive myself for this. (panting)
Yeah, well, probably be dead in a couple minutes,
so you won't have to carry that for long. Dude, how can you joke
like that, all right? You got a hole in your leg
'cause of me. You should be pissed.
At what?
Luca,
the only thing you're ever guilty of
is seeing the good in people and never giving up on 'em.
I could never hold that against you.
Thanks, man. Really.
Yeah.
MARCOS: Look, I got them here, man.
You said you'd let me and my cousin go.
That was the deal. Well, next time,
you'll be more careful who you make deals with.
No. No more next time.
You wore a wire for the cops.
And you lured my son into a trap.
You die, too, Marcos.
(helicopter blades whirring)
They're here.
Hold him.
Find me those two cops!
Hey, cavalry's here.
(banging)
Zamora's guys are breaking in. Street, get up.
(grunts) Hopefully we can buy enough time.
We'll hold 'em off as long as we can. Then we go together.
(gunshots)
I got one. He's got more with him.
All right, I'll go around.
(panting)
(automatic gunfire)
(gunshot)
(men shouting in Spanish) LUCA: Second one down.
More are coming. We got to get out of here.
(grunts) Come on.
(door closes)
* *
HONDO: We're clear! Go, go, go!
(automatic gunfire)
They're inside! Go get 'em!
* *
(Street groans) (Luca grunts)
LUCA: Whoa, hold up. That's Marcos.
Come on. Go, go, go. Go.
Luca, what the hell are you doing?
You got to get your ass outside. As much as you'd deserve it,
Marcos, we're not leaving you behind. Come on.
Marcos, get Street out of here.
Hey, wait, what? We're not splitting up.
No time to argue, okay? They'll catch us if we stay together.
But not if I lead 'em away. Go, go. Get him to safety. Luca. Luca.
(groans)
* *
Get down. Hands. Hands.
POWELL: Hands.
TAN: Give me your hands.
Tan, Powell, get 'em out of the way.
Now. Move.
LAPD! Don't move!
Hondo, it's me. It's Street. It's Street.
Street, you good? I'll be fine.
You got to find Luca. He went off
on his own to lure Sancho's men away from us.
All right, Tan, Powell,
get Marcos and Street outside.
Deacon, we're going after Luca.
HICKS: Command to 20-David,
Sancho Zamora's back on the line.
Patching him through.
HONDO: You ready to surrender, Zamora?
Why would I surrender when I have your man,
Dominique Luca,
right here? Anything happens to him,
I promise, you ain't getting out of here alive.
Listen to me,
I'm the one you want.
Let my guy go. I'll take his place.
No, no, no, no.
What did he just say?
Nichelle, you can't be in here. Hondo!
Nichelle. Nichelle. I will explain to you later. What is going on?
Come on, now. You can't be in here. (breathing heavily)
I'll sweeten the deal for you.
You and me.
We get on the chopper,
I get you to the border.
But Luca walks away from all of this. You hear me?
I am not a patient man, Hondo.
You have five minutes.
One second more,
Officer Luca dies.
Hondo, what are you doing?
I'm playing the cards we were dealt.
There's no way I'm letting a member of my squad
take a bullet that was meant for me.
Zamora's already got a hostage.
He's got Luca and Muriel. You're just adding a third one.
You-you can't do this.
You've got five minutes to come up with a better plan.
HONDO: All right, there's the bird.
You don't need Luca anymore.
It's time to let him go.
Hondo, no.
Not until we are on board.
DEACON: 30-David, I'm locked on Luca's man.
TAN: 25-David,
I've got Pesado in my sights. Good to go.
DEACON: That leaves Sancho to you, Powell.
28-David, negative. Luca's in the way.
I've gotta get higher. Powell, no. There's no time.
Powell!
Why are you so jumpy, Pesado?
You're the one with the gun.
Look, let the girl go. You don't need her, okay?
I'll go in her place.
You're no good to me.
Muriel, she's carrying my grandson,
my legacy.
Nothing more important than legacy.
Except maybe vengeance.
(powering up)
All three shots have to be in sync and on target.
Anyone left standing will have Hondo and Luca point-blank.
28-David in position.
Good visual on Sancho. On you, Deacon.
On my count. Three, two...
TAN: 25-David, I lost visual on my suspect.
Our window is closing.
They get on that bird, they're as good as dead.
Still no good. No shot.
Deacon, I got Pesado dead to rights.
Boyle. I'm locked on, waiting on your call.
Roger that. On my count.
Three, two, one.
(gunshots)
28-David, target is still up.
It's over!
That was one hell of a shot.
Well, you saved my life with Ulan.
Least I could do to return the favor.
Now with Sancho and Ulan both off the table,
the Zamora cartel's gotta be hanging by a thread.
And we plan to cut that thread,
put an end to the Zamoras for good.
SWAT really deserves all the credit, so thank you.
To you and to your whole team.
Just glad they can't be a threat to anyone anymore. Yeah.
Well, until the next cartel comes around. The way of the world.
Always another. But we'll keep fighting.
Take care.
You, too.
I didn't want it to end up this way.
I mean, you know that, right, Marcos?
It is what it is, man.
Look, I'm gonna talk to the DA.
I don't know how much good it'll do, but it's worth a shot.
Why would you do that?
I sold you out today, Luca.
Even after I betrayed you, you still saved me.
Now you say you're gonna help me out in court?
Why?
Because you're worth it.
Okay? And your life's not over.
You're a leader, Marcos.
You choose the right path
and others will follow.
Come on.
Come on, let's go.
Let me guess.
You let him off the hook, didn't you?
Yeah, I guess I kinda did.
Man, I don't know what the hell's wrong with me.
Man, nothing's wrong with you.
It just goes to prove what I said earlier
about you always seeing the good,
and never giving up on people.
Man, no one can fault you for that.
Thanks, man. Thanks for today, bro.
HICKS: Here he comes.
(exhales, inhales)
I know what you did out there.
You are not allowed to scare me like that ever again.
Babe, I know what it means for my family
if I don't come home.
Which is why I would never do anything without my team
watching my back.
They're family, too.
I'm gonna get our daughter,
and you're gonna take us home. (chuckles)
Yes, ma'am.
(exhales)
That was a great job out there.
Thank you, sir.
Looks like, uh,
you have time to work on this.
Think about what I said.
I'll see you at the christening.
Yeah, we're over there. LUCA: Hey,
the godfather's officially here.
Oh... Where's my little goddaughter?
Up front being smothered with affection by her grandparents.
Nice. Almost showtime.
LUCA: I'm excited.
You made it. Yeah.
Like you said, Hondo wanted me here.
Been thinking about the other thing
you said, too, about my son.
And as much as it would hurt
to find out he didn't want to know me,
it would be worse if he went the rest of his life
not knowing that I love him.
I'm glad to hear you say that.
You know, when an adopted child turns 18,
they've got some options.
One of which is to reach out, which we know your son hasn't.
But another one is for them to file paperwork
saying that they'd be open to contact
from their birth parent.
So I told Annie your situation,
and she reached out to a lawyer friend of hers
who deals with adoptions.
Powell, your son filed the paperwork.
He'd be open to hearing from you.
He would?
Yeah. Really?
Um, here's just some basic information,
including the number of Annie's friend.
He'll help you connect.
I... I don't know what to say.
You don't need to say anything.
Thomas. (chuckles)
He goes by Thomas. Yeah.
That's the name you gave him.
Thank you.
You're welcome. Thank you.
STREET: Hey, Nichelle, Hondo's looking for you.
He's out in the, in the courtyard.
Something about unexpected flowers.
Oh. Let me go see what's up. All right.
Wow.
This is gorgeous.
But what is it?
I wanted to do something special to mark the occasion.
Lilies are your favorite.
Yeah, but this is Vivie's day.
Unless there's another occasion I'm not aware of.
Nichelle,
a lot has come into focus for me.
There's a tradition that we have at SWAT.
We all write letters to our loved ones...
in case we don't come home.
I got some really good advice:
don't hide behind it.
What were you hiding from?
Baby, I have never felt more love, more alive
since Vivienne came into this world,
and I owe all of that to you.
You are the strongest, smartest,
most inspirational woman I have ever known.
And now you are even more than that.
You are the mother of my child.
My partner.
My always and everything.
Hondo, what ae you saying? (chuckles)
Uh, I am trying to say
you and I have been down a long road together,
and I have loved you every step of the way.
And then I fell in love all over again
when I met Vivienne's mom.
It just hit different.
So I know that I need to do something different.
(exhales)
(sobs)
Nichelle Carmichael... (exhales sharply)
...will you marry me?
* You're all I need * * Like sweet morning dew *
* I took one look at you * * To get by *
* And it was plain to see... *
LUCA: All right, Hondo!
Oh, wait, wait, did we jump the gun? Hold on, you guys knew?
Nobody told me. DEACON: It was on a need-to-know basis.
I didn't hear an answer. Yeah, you saw that kiss, though.
I mean, yeah, you put a little something extra on that one.
But, um...
I do still need an answer.
I can't wait to marry you. She said yes!
(all cheering)
(whoops)
(laughter)
Perfect.
HONDO: Oh, man, I was nervous.
(laughing)
LUCA: Congrats.
Come here, baby.
POWELL: Aw... * You're all I need *
* To get by *
* All I need * * All *
* To get by * * Yeah, yeah. *
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