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People don't fall all at once.

It's slower than that.

A crack here, compromise there.

Until one day you look up,

and the life you built is leaning the wrong way.

SWAT was my dream, my world, my life.

And with one mission, everything changed.

No!

Now the world's turned upside down

and all that's left is the grind.

I used to protect people from the worst this city could throw at them.

Now I protect bad people from the people.

We're on the move.

That's the problem with giving people a purpose,

they start to think they matter.

Hondo.

You're a hard man to find.

You look like shit.

It's called post-loyalty chic.

- What do you want, Hicks? - I want you back at SWAT.

Let me guess,

- another raid went sideways. - Yeah.

It ain't my mess.

Council's been gunning to dismantle SWAT for years, you know that.

They finally got the votes.

It's done.

Maybe that's the way it should be.

You don't believe that.

Twenty-David was the last real squad and they tore it down.

After that, there was nothing but ego and optics.

If it burns, so be it.

You may have been gone for two years,

the job still matters.

Or it could,

with the right leadership.

You mean me?

New unit.

Ground up.

No legacy squad. No old command structure.

You know, it's funny,

I don't remember all the support coming from you

when I got hung out to dry.

I warned you what would happen if that footage got out.

And you watched it happen anyway.

That kid died for nothing

and you still moved up,

- I got erased. - You walked out a hero.

The public.

They saw a man who stood for something.

You're still the only name they trust.

I ain't your PR stunt.

PR stunt? Who the hell are you now, huh?

I mean...

Working security for some tech bro

who thinks unions are terrorism?

You used to say SWAT meant something.

I'm asking you to prove it.

Rebuild it.

What's up, fam?

First day of SWAT, y'all. I'm so excited.

Made it past selection.

Academy, as you guys know, was a grind.

But I'm here, assigned to the newly formed 44 Squad.

Can't wait. Let's check the fit.

I got a combat master, custom stipple.

SRO optics. Mag pouch, modded it myself.

And, yes, I wore gloss for me evals. Sue me.

Mystery team reveal begins now.

Starting with this guy.

Hmm. Well, I'm on live. Do you want to...

You want to say hi to my followers?

Why are you doing that?

'Cause people think that girls like me don't belong in rooms like this.

I like proving them wrong, with views.

So what's your name?

Ethan Cole,

tactical analysis and drone reconnaissance specialist.

Do you always talk to people without looking at them,

or just pretty girls with ring lights?

Eye contact is neurologically inefficient during multitasking.

Okay. Science.

- What are you working on? - Wind resistance modeling.

Turbulent flow.

You see, indoor air isn't as turbulent as the air outside.

Boring. Moving on.

Dream team, baby.

Okay, let's see who's ready to go tactical and viral.

Whoa! Okay, we got bionic queen energy over here.

I mean, heh, if I had that leg, I'd never wear pants again.

- Are you filming this? - Yeah. Uh...

This is just a vibe check. You look amazing.

- Total inspo. - Come on, delete it.

No, no, no, it's about representation,

visibility, uplifting.

My followers are super supportive, and I just...

I want them to meet everyone. It's the first day, you know.

This is a locker room, not your goddamn content farm.

Dude. Boundaries.

You already crossed them.

There's no filming in here, ever.

And if I see that thing go live again,

it's going in the burn bin.

Okay?

Oh, no team TikToks then.

- Hondo. - I see you, kid. Hang on.

Oh, shit. Okay, Nico, breathe.

No, Nico. Nico. Nico.

Nico.

Sergeant Harrelson, hi. Welcome.

Clint Myers, I'm your section commander.

Yeah, well, technically, I'm covering your team

and the red team

because the gold team is still grounded post-raid.

So I'm a little stretched,

but I'm really grateful that you're here.

I appreciate the welcome, commander.

New place has got, uh...

- character. - Yeah.

Sometime after you left,

they stuck us in an unused wing of the old admin building.

Technically, it wasn't zoned for people.

Uh, it's budget repurposing. Please.

So we're the reform unit and this is a rehab facility.

We have a work order in... on that.

It's loose mechanicals here. If you ever...

And up here is reception.

Uh, it's actually really nice in here.

Um, this is where we hold all the press conferences.

So that's Deputy Chief Ramon Carrero.

Yeah, I know him a bit.

Straight shooter.

Yeah. Well, he's the one backing the whole reform unit in this department.

Transparency matters.

And today we are proud to welcome back Daniel Harrelson to the LAPD.

Sergeant, please, a few words.

A heads up would have been nice.

Where have you been the last few years, Sergeant Harrelson?

Hello.

I appreciate the opportunity.

There's been a lot of noise around SWAT lately.

This new team is going to show you what quiet looks like.

We're going to do the job right, with purpose.

What do you think of your new team?

I haven't met them yet,

but they were all hand-picked, right?

So I'm sure they're great.

I, uh... I trust the process.

Well said. We're so proud to have you back.

Thank you. That's all. Thank you.

One final question.

- You got something to say? - Not yet.

A lot of bark from a guy too shy to give a name.

- I don't need the backup. - Suit yourself.

Vibe's immaculate either way.

Statistically, cohesion will be lowest in the beginning.

Thanks, Captain Obvious.

That's why leadership selection is critical.

So then why bring a relic like Hondo back in?

Hondo Harrelson is our new team leader?

- Yeah. - Guy's a legend.

Didn't he get canned for leaking body cam footage?

Or took the fall. Either way, he's still a legend.

You've been quiet. Got an opinion?

I didn't come here for the politics. Or the perks.

I came here because of Hondo.

Everybody else turned their body cams off. He didn't,

and he didn't bury it.

It was never proven that he leaked it.

I believe he did.

Shows he's got integrity. That's leadership.

Inspirational.

I heard he broke a guy's shoulder while cuffed.

Dislocated it before he was cuffed.

I put it back after.

I'm Sergeant Daniel Harrelson.

Most folks call me Hondo.

Welcome to 44 Squad.

SWAT is who the cops call when they need help.

When the wheels fall off,

we're the ones who go in and we go in hard,

we go in fast and we go in clean.

There's no margin for error

and there ain't no room for egos.

This patch right here, it ain't about swagger.

It's about showing up when it counts.

All right, that's enough with the ice breakers.

The best way to get to know y'all is to see you run.

I want everybody outside in five minutes.

You're doing the PFQ.

What?

The Physical Fitness Qualifier takes like weeks to train for.

Well, then consider this your final exam.

You show up late. You fail.

First.

- It's Malik, right? - Anderson, sir.

- You serve. - Echo company. Two-Five.

- Semper Fi. - Oorah!

Oorah.

Cassidy Reed.

That's two.

Samantha Bishop, three.

Good job would be nice.

Jude Callen.

And that's four.

- Is that it? - No, we're still waiting on one more.

- Where is he? - Do you mean me, sir?

How long you been standing there?

Three minutes, twelve seconds.

What'd you do, skip the wall?

High injury potential. Not worth the risk.

Okay. Less talking, more running.

We're not done yet.

Now comes your real test. Move in.

You got three checkpoints, one flashlight, one map.

Finish as a unit.

Or not at all.

Clock's already started. Let's go.

Let's go.

That wasn't training,

that was an exorcism with burpees.

The elevation gain was 3900ft.

He breaks us on the field,

breaks us on the mountain.

Tomorrow he's gonna make us fight a bear.

I can take hard. I just want a reason.

Reason was supposed to be simple.

Train the team.

That felt like it was about him.

I mean, we already made the squad.

What's the point of this boot camp bullshit anyways?

Vamos!

Yesterday, traffic cams at the border and witness video confirmed

four Los Emperados assassins entered LA.

They killed a civilian

and tried to kidnap another off the street.

If this goes live, our training becomes a reality.

We need to be ready for that call.

Today we hit a hostage center.

Finally.

Multiple armed suspects.

Your breach point is the front door.

Entry team stacks and clears inner perimeter,

wraps and secures the hallway and covers our six.

Why not hit the rear? The front's a funnel.

- You're asking for crossfire. - Because the back is fenced.

No clean sightlines.

You'll waste time clearing corners that don't matter.

Sounds like a page out of a playbook from 15 years ago.

It is the fastest, most controlled option with the team I got.

A clean entry is everything.

You get it right, the rest flows.

Even if it's hard.

Fuck, it's a dead end.

Shots fired. Secondary breach point.

Why don't we know how many suspects are inside?

Incomplete Intel.

Thermal imaging was inconclusive.

Secondary drone should have been deployed.

That's protocol.

There was no time and no backup.

So you adapt.

Hold up. Thermal's not syncing.

Just watch the damn corner.

- I had it, I was calibrated. - Sammy on me.

Negative, I got this.

What happens in here shows you readiness for what's out there

where there's nothing but live rounds.

Ain't no second chances.

You dial that in or you get yourself killed.

God damn it, Ethan.

That was a hostage, Cassidy.

I had it.

I've seen better organized train wrecks.

I ain't never seen nothing like that.

I don't even know where to start.

Your entry? Trash.

You left him hanging,

and you watched the whole thing happen and said nothing.

Malik's the only one who held the line.

Y'all call yourself operators you better act like it,

because this right here, gets people killed.

Entry coordination fell apart because Ethan left me hanging.

Oh, so it's Ethan's fault now?

You moved without communicating.

All right, that's enough.

It doesn't matter who screwed what,

fault doesn't save lives.

Discipline does.

Trust does.

And from where I'm standing, I ain't seeing none of that.

You want to talk trust?

Why'd you lie?

- Lie? - That scenario is rigged.

Door we couldn't breach. Hostage we couldn't save.

It was a controlled op.

I needed to see how you handled chaos.

Chaos is fine. Sabotage isn't.

You broke trust before it was earned.

I don't owe you trust. I owe you readiness.

- You got a problem with that? - I might.

Because this was supposed to be different.

You were supposed to be different.

Or maybe you're just soft.

If a little withheld intel's got you crying foul,

what's going to happen to you when it's real?

Oh, you want real?

Lead like it...

because it feels like you're just swinging at ghosts.

I ain't come here to survive your past, man.

I came to serve.

If that makes me the problem...

I'm good with it.

Did he just quit?

Yo, Hondo. Right.

I'm Jesse's cousin Nico.

Yeah. That's right.

I'm glad to see you made it through selection.

And I'm glad to see you rolling with us today.

- You're a legend. - Hmm. Last minute swap.

Hey, so I'm on the entry team today.

And, uh, it's my first time running point in an op.

To be honest, I've been kind of breaking lately.

So, you got any tips?

And they got you running scout, leading the stack?

Yeah, said I was up. Rotation.

First thing is you need to tighten your lid.

You lose that, it's game over. Second, clean entry.

- Clean entry? - It's everything, kid.

You hit that door clean

and everything locks in after that.

In an entry, career and in life.

Got it.

Hey, Nico...

you dropped something.

What's this about?

Me and my cousin used to bet with it.

It's a stupid tradition.

How about this?

I bet between us, you make the cleanest entry.

- Heh. For real? - You win, chip's yours.

You lose. I hold on to it,

until you buy me a beer.

Deal.

What's up, Hondo? You got a sec?

So I know today was rough for everyone,

but I was thinking

I could give you some, like, tips on your leadership style.

You probably haven't worked with anyone my age,

and that's... that's okay.

I'm not saying you're old, just, heh, seasoned, you know?

But, uh, I found this.

It's really good. It's not preachy or anything.

It's, uh, just strategies

on how we respond better to empathetic leadership

and shared decision-making.

And you don't even have to read it.

There's a TikTok summary I can send you

and an audiobook with sound effects.

- It's Sammy, right? - Yeah.

Get out.

Okay.

You still hate the valley, don't you?

With a passion.

I don't know how you do it.

Oh, come on, it's not that bad.

Well, I know you didn't come here to insult my zip code.

No.

Then why did you call? What's up?

This team they stuck me with,

they don't listen, they don't trust each other.

One kid quit today like it was a damn summer job.

You remember when we first met?

Shit.

Yeah, I remember you yelling a whole hell of a lot.

I was a kid. All heat, no aim.

And you were the kid that didn't back down from anything.

I- I had to change how I carried myself.

I realized that if you and I were going to exist as teammates,

I needed to meet you halfway.

These kids wouldn't recognize halfway

if it bit them in the ass.

Well, then maybe that's the job now.

Showing them how to do it.

You ever get the feeling

that the whole thing's wired to blow?

You think someone's trying to break you?

It just feels like someone's idea of a real bad joke but...

I don't know, maybe I am just seeing ghosts.

What'd you end up doing with your mom's place?

I sold it.

I couldn't drive by that place without hearing her voice.

Yeah.

I still catch myself reaching for the phone sometimes.

Why are you asking me that?

Because you have been through hell, brother.

Your mom. That raid, your divorce from Michelle.

And yet, here you are,

still standing.

Which tells me only one thing,

you're not done yet.

Doesn't always feel that way.

Dad, I can't find my shin guards.

- Duty calls. - Go.

Go. I get it, go.

Deacon...

- thanks. - You got it.

Yeah. What's up, Ethan?

Yeah. So I've been running some side analysis

on those Los Emperados shooters that showed up.

I think I know why they're here.

I'm on my way.

The shooters were after him.

His name is Carlos Vaminez.

Who is he?

Ex Los Emperados Sicario, disappeared back in 2016.

It's got to be some kind of payback.

You sure it's him?

Matched his walk, body type, posture.

Even the way he turns his head when he checks his blind spot.

Same guy from 2016. No doubt.

How'd you even put this together?

I don't know.

Something felt off,

I wanted to know why.

If you look close enough, you can usually see a pattern

and patterns make sense.

People? Not as much.

Do we know where this Carlos guy is now?

No, but I know where he'll be.

Same job site in Southgate. Three weeks in a row.

Always shows up at payroll. Tomorrow is week four.

So he's gonna get his money and disappear.

All right, let's go pick him up. You and me.

Uh, to intercept, you'll need three point containment,

otherwise, escape odds spike above 50%.

Who's top marks on the range?

Sammy.

- Whose second best? - Cassidy.

Call her in. We find him. We find the Sicarios.

Drones up. Trailers East end, 30 meters from breach.

Carlos is here to get one last check,

and then he's gonna vanish.

If he heads for the subway west stairwell, I'll intercept.

Cassidy, cover his back.

No heroics, just contained. Do you understand?

- I got this. - Movement.

Carlos, inbound.

Check.

Hey, hey. Look out, man.

- He's running. - Cassidy, he's coming your way.

- Damn it! - Oh, shit, I got him!

LAPD! Stop right there!

Turn around.

You're done.

I'm sorry. Back there I got caught on...

Save it!

You've got to be kidding me.

Ethan and Cassidy went on the op.

So, this is the Dream Team?

We all got picked for this squad.

No fast tracks, no favorites.

I mean, look around, this crew,

not exactly the all-stars.

This isn't a rocket ship.

It's a lifeboat.

We're gonna have to row for ourselves.

We gotta stand out. Be useful.

Loudly.

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

No, but I'm in.

Hondo,

let us take a run at Vaminez.

- Absolutely not. - Come on, man, why not?

He's just sitting in a box. Let us rattle the cage.

He's a cartel enforcer.

He's been stacking bodies since he was 15.

He will stonewall you.

His lawyer's going to get him out on bail

and once he's released, we'll tail him.

Let the cartel show itself.

Or he cracks, and we stay ahead of it.

Listen, I've got certs in crisis negotiation.

Even a course at Quantico.

And I had a viral polygraph show. 10 million views.

And I know guys like him.

There is a language to men like that.

Now, trust me when I say, I speak it.

We're already behind.

- This is a chance to get ahead. - One shot.

What do you got to lose?

You get one.

I already told you, I ain't helping you.

It's okay.

We're not here for help. We're here to settle a bet.

You see, I say it's personal.

You crossed the wrong line with the wrong woman,

insulted someone's ego.

Now they want to send a message.

My partner thinks it's money, but he's not really saying much.

Seriously? You got anything to add here?

There was this guy in, uh, in Chihuahua.

He thought he was slick, moved some product on the side.

Now, Lazario's crew, they found out, of course,

but they didn't say anything.

They just waited

for his daughter's first birthday party.

They pulled him out in front of the bouncy house.

They cut his tongue out so he couldn't beg.

And then they made him watch.

You could have disappeared.

But you didn't.

What's her name?

Your daughter?

She did that, right? Purple sparkles.

My guess is six. Maybe seven.

Six.

Her name is Celine.

I left that life after Juarez.

They told me to kill a woman holding a baby,

and I couldn't.

So I walked.

Changed my name.

Found peace. Wife, a daughter.

A real life.

Then came the message.

They never really let you go.

They're making an example out of you.

I don't care what they do to me.

You have to let me go.

If I don't show, my wife runs,

she won't get far with our little girl.

- We can protect you. - No one can. Not from them.

Please.

You must let me go.

They'll kill her. I'm begging you.

Nice work in there.

You got him talking.

He's free to go.

I asked the D.A. not to press charges.

Black and whites are en route

to try to find his wife and daughter.

Let's hope they get there first.

And if they don't?

Then he's not the only one with something to lose.

Almost there, baby.

Just a little longer and we're with Papa.

No, no. No, no.

No!

Mama!

Celine.

No! No!

No!

We got anything on the girl?

- Maybe. - So they got something.

But it's all circumstantial.

They need more intel for a warrant.

That's from a witness. Intersection near Vernon.

Traffic cams missed the van,

but weather cam, two miles down, picked up this.

Wasn't there earlier.

Showed up outside an abandoned theater

a few minutes after the grab.

Area's got upgraded lampposts, motion sensors, gunshot mics.

One of them picked up a scream.

88% voice ID match.

The Command says unless there's hard proof,

SWAT should not be called in.

Hey, tell them she is in there and she is bait.

They want Carlos to come alone

so they can burn the past down right in front of him.

Tell them.

Uh, yeah. You can tell them, they're listening in.

What's the evidence?

No visual yet, but we got location data,

a scream, and the timeline fits.

This ain't a guess. This is how they move.

This is how they lure and trap.

Shaky intel is what lit the last fire,

and they're not eager to repeat that.

This is not shaky intel.

It's experience.

20 years of chasing crews like this.

This is how they move. This is how they trap.

- I know what I'm talking about. - Okay.

Wait. Just...

Yeah. Okay. Uh, okay.

So, uh, due to exigent circumstances,

command has pushed the button on this.

SWAT is now a go.

They said it's your op now.

Gather the team.

I know what you all signed up for.

You saw the gear.

You read the mission briefs and you said, hell yeah, this is SWAT, right?

It ain't.

I read your personnel files. All of them.

And I saw what they saw.

Flaws.

Rejections

and reasons to pass you over.

And then they paired you with me,

a disgraced has-been clinging to his badge.

That is what they say about me behind my back.

And just now, command greenlit an op.

No confirmation, no backup.

Almost like they want us to fail,

and that's when it hit me.

They didn't pick us to succeed or reform anything.

They picked us all to burn together.

And I haven't helped you all either.

I came in barking orders,

trying my hardest to keep my distance from you.

One of you tried to tell me,

but I wasn't trying to hear it.

Look, the truth is,

what we are about to walk into is so real.

There is a little girl out there with her life on the line.

So I'm asking, if you roll with me,

don't do it for the badge and don't you do it for me.

You do it because SWAT is supposed to mean showing up

when no one else will.

Do it because you believe we are more than

what they think we are.

You in?

Four-Four.

The Four-Four.

Four-Four, baby.

Let's do this.

Roll SWAT.

Thought you bailed.

Ethan told me about your speech.

I figured I was being stubborn,

and if it's cool, maybe I could help out.

Gear up.

Ethan, you're up.

Confirmation, hostage is downstairs.

Two bogies guarding.

Another one is back behind the stage.

Two more on the upper levels.

Another heat signature just entered the chat.

All right, we need to move now.

Celine.

Carlos is here.

It's go time. Cassidy, you're up.

LAPD.

No!

No! Daddy!

Sammy, you help Carlos. I'll cover you.

You and Cassidy, go upstairs. Go!

Shooter pinned.

Come on! Get him out of there!

- Jude, go up. - I'm on it.

Ethan, with me!

Move! Move!

Moving. Third floor.

Let the girl go. You don't want to do this.

You don't walk out if she doesn't.

First op's never clean.

If it is, somebody's lying.

This generation wears things out loud,

pain, fear, confidence.

Sometimes I don't get it.

But maybe that's the point.

I came up believing strength meant control.

Hold the line.

Don't let anyone see the cracks.

Turns out that's not strength.

That's just pressure waiting to fail.

This job doesn't deal in clean lines.

Right.

Wrong.

Just people doing the best they can

with what they're carrying.

Everyone's got weight.

You can only shoulder it alone for so long.

Sooner or later, it'll put you on the floor.

They're not a team yet.

Not the way I understand it.

But when it counts, they step into the fire.

And that's a start.

Guess I lost the bet.

I stumbled on the entry, kid.

But I'm working on it.

You saved the girl.

You did good.

- Thanks for coming. - Yeah.

As soon as they gave me that team, you vanished.

Well, they made sure I did.

They shoved me out the second you stepped in.

The same way they burned you last time.

Those bastards do what they do.

Your name was on every personnel file, that's how I knew.

You'd never give me that team, not like that.

Files must have been doctored.

You still got contacts downtown?

Yeah.

Why?

Because this whole thing, the team, me, it was a setup.

Someone powerful is making moves, playing chess,

and I'm done being a pawn. I want names.

What are you gonna do with them?

Bury them.

You're late.

You were supposed to check in with me after the op.

Show me.

Hondo doesn't deserve the badge or the command.

I'm gonna make sure the whole world knows it.