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Previously on SWAT...

Be good for my son.

Show him what he ain't seen.

We both want you to stay here.

They ain't never
gonna let me see my son.

I might not get my visitation rights

because of my criminal record.

I'm not that type of kid anymore.

You got to find some way to show them.

I'm looking at early parole, man.

You want me to speak on your behalf?

I'd have to stake my entire reputation

- that you'd stay clean.
- I will.

- I heard you got out.
- Yeah, no thanks to you.

Don't know if he could

cut it out there yet. By "out there,"

I really hope
you're talking about college

and not the streets.

Well, like you said, Hondo,

I'm his father.

Revelations chapter 3 verse 19:

"Those whom I love, I reprove

"and discipline.

So be zealous and repent."

I'm God's servant for your good.

So stop crying.

Thanks. Anything helps.

No! Stop it!

Hey! Hey!

Police. Let her go.

- I'm trying to help.
- Take your hands off of her.

No, you're not. You'll
just get us both in trouble.

Zoey, please...

- She's my girlfriend, okay?
- Not anymore.

Back off right now,
or I arrest you for assault.

- Like I'm the problem?
- Looks like, yeah.

So skip the excuses and walk away.

Stay away.

Captain in charge says
zip contact with the shooter yet.

No shots heard in the last ten minutes.

Maybe he decided to pull his own plug.

Or maybe he's setting up for an ambush.

Let's stick to the facts: We
got at least two gunshot victims,

condition unknown...

A manager and a shift
leader who called 911.

She got hit while the line was open.

Damn. Patrol's already
deactivated all alarms and doors.

ID on the shooter yet?

Walter Bolton. 53. Forklift operator.

18 years on the job.

Late in life for a freak-out.

It's never too late
for the crazy to take hold.

- Family?
- No next of kin listed in his file.

- So no leverage for us.
- According to personnel,

this guy was getting laid off today.

Seems like it wasn't news to him.

Do we know what weapons he has,
how much ammo?

Negative. Shootings happened in
and next to the conference room.

Floor plans are on your
juggernauts. Rooms are highlighted.

- Any other calls from inside?
- Company rule is:

Nothing but the clothes on your back.

Employees keep their phones
in the lockers.

How many still at risk?

50 workers punched the clock.

36 made it out the door.

You got Rocker's team behind you
to evacuate who's left.

Your objective is:

Find the shooter, end the threat.

Yes, sir. On me.

Rocker, you guys clear hostages.

Police!

LAPD!

Hands up! Hands in the air!

Walk towards my voice.

Walk towards my voice.

Where's the shooter?

Where's the shooter? I don't know!

Body temp's still dropping.

Deceased.

No other heat signature in there.

This one, too.

20-David to Command.

We've got two DBs
in and near the conference room.

Not the suspect.

Negotiator needs to place a call again.

Roger that.

Move.

...through the mercy of God,
rest in peace.

Might be the locker room.

Which could be anybody's phone.

It's his.

Tan.

Hey, Walter, can you hear me?

I've been waiting.

22 feet from the door. Solo.

Street, get us an entry shield.

Roger.

You ready to come out, Walter?

No point.

Just take me out, quick and painless.

Get it over with.

Headshot. Boom.

Nah, come on, man.

If you wanted to die, you'd
already be laying on the floor

next to your boss.

I just brought the gun to scare him.

I was never gonna use it.

But he was so smug

and righteous.

It's supposed to be your
fault when you get fired.

I didn't do nothin'.

Except get old.

Walter, you know,
me and you are almost the same age.

We went to high school
around the same time.

The only way anybody's really
gonna know what happened

is if you tell your side of the story,

on the record, in court.

Nobody cares.

I'm "redundant."

I didn't even know that word.

My manager had to explain it to me.

First time he ever spoke to me.

To tell me I was no longer needed.

That's cold, man.

That's real cold.

He shook my hand.

His hand was... soft,

I-like a woman's.

And his... and his clean shirt cuffs.

I showed him the gun.

Then the shift boss saw it,
and she went for the phone.

I mean, I wasn't gonna shoot anybody.

But she didn't give me a choice.

Walter, you're the victim here, man.

Don't make them the heroes.

Just come on out.

I don't think so.

No, sir.

Drop the gun! Drop the gun!

Do it now.

Flat on your stomach! Now!

Flat on your stomach!

Hands behind your back.

You're younger than you said.

We say what we have to.

Why did you let me live?

Because that's my job.

Code 4.

Suspect in custody.

Hey, what's up, Darryl?

My lawyer called.

Said that I have an open file

that's gonna look bad in family court.

Stop me from getting
joint custody of my son...

Okay, slow down. She used those words,
"open file"?

Is there something I should know, D?

You sound just like a cop right now.

Hondo, I've done the work.

I've been making good choices,

but that doesn't change
who I used to be.

You even had to ask me that right now.

It's got to be a glitch.

I'll get it fixed. All right?

All right.

Hey. This is public property.

I'm allowed to be here.

Let's start over.
I ran the plate on the car

she rode off in yesterday...
It's registered to Scott Miller.

Yeah, he calls himself "Bishop Miller."

And he's got Zoey locked up
so she can't get away,

and she's not the only one.

There are a whole lot
of other kids just like her

who are panhandling for him
so that they could keep

their beds in his shelter...
It is such a scam.

Okay, slow down. Where is the shelter?

It's part of the compound
behind that phony church of his,

the Kingdom of the Blessed.

What a lie. You know who said

that the biggest lie is
the most believable?

Hitler.

Here's comes the enforcer.

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www.addic7ed.com

They're gone.

Now do you believe me?
Or do I have to try

to break Zoey out of there
to put the cops in play?

- Bad plan.
- The side of every police car says:

"To Protect and Serve."
What happened to "protect"?

This is slave labor, for a cult.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey. Don't go big, okay?

You know,
Zoey doesn't even have cancer.

Miller shaved her head

to punish her for dating on the outside.

- Meaning you.
- Isn't that assault?

Or a hairstyle.

How old is she?

- 18.
- Then Zoey's an adult.

Sounds like the guy has a
personal interest in her.

That's what I said,
but she couldn't see it.

You know, the only way this guy
is the Second Coming

is if Christ is a con man.

He's put ATMs inside the church

so you can buy blessings by debit card.

You're not gonna do anything, are you?

It's my day off. I'll...
I'll make a visit.

But if Zoey wants to stay
where she is, she has the right.

Except she doesn't have a choice.

What's the address of this church?

Come in, but I don't have
good news about Darryl.

Sir, Darryl is not a gang associate.

Take a look.

- That's his father.
- I know who he is.

Gang and Narcotics are keeping
tabs on your old pal Leroy

in case he slips again.

If the boy wants to spend time
with his own father,

that shouldn't jam him up.

Well, I can't change the facts.

Darryl's a convicted felon

associating with a felon on parole.

I mean, that alone is enough
to open up a new file on him.

Look, I'm sorry he's collateral damage.

- I am.
- You could vouch for him, Commander.

You know him personally.

There's just so many favors
I can squeeze out of GND.

If Darryl keeps spending time in public

with Leroy,
he's gonna get flagged again.

Understood.

You're welcome.

Thank you, sir.

Hey.

Amen, my friends.

Praise the Lord and pass the plate.

Give until it hurts.

Because we sacrifice for God

to prove our faith in Him.

Our love for Him.

And we will be blessed
with great rewards

now and forever after.

- Amen.
- Amen, brother.

Second Corinthians 9:7 says

"God loves a cheerful giver."

So don't skimp on the Lord, my friends.

Put some legs on all your faith,

all your prayers and all your worship.

Hi.

Hello.

Did you enjoy the service?

I haven't been to church in a while.

Welcome back to God's house.

How long have you guys
been, uh, coming here?

- Um, three years now, Henry?
- Mm-hmm.

- Church keeps getting bigger.
- And better.

Services seven days a week,
morning, afternoon, evening.

The bishop is here for the Blessed.

You were generous today,
with the collection.

The ATMs make it easy to get cash.

Most of us just tithe directly
from our bank accounts,

- to avoid the fees.
- And the cash limits.

Like the bishop preaches,
it takes money to make money.

On Earth as it is in heaven.

- Mm, praise the Lord.
- There's money in heaven?

You don't believe the Bible, sister?

Welcome to the Kingdom of the Blessed.

- What's your name, sister?
- Christina.

Well, I know how Juanita and
Henry came to be God's servants,

but how'd the Lord
choose you, Christina?

You'd have to ask Her.

You're not a believer.

Well, that's how I used
to think, and then

I met Zoey, and she told me
about the Kingdom

and all the good work that you do.

Your mission.

I thought Zoey would be here today.

She's here. She's in the girls' dorm.

Part of our youth outreach.

We have an early prayer meeting
for the residents.

They have a different taste in music.

Is it okay if I say hi to her?

I'll walk you over.

Girls on this side of the compound,

boys on that side,
as far away as we can put them.

And we still have to lock the doors.

Like your mom did, right?

You don't know my family.

I know you, Christina.

Visitor for you, Zoey.

It was a beautiful service,
like you said.

Lot of good people under one roof.

Christina wants to learn more
about our youth program,

which depends entirely upon

the generosity of individual
donors such as yourself.

Stay as long as you like.

We have no secrets here.

My mom liked to say

"No secret
is the biggest secret of all."

God rest her soul.

Or you wouldn't have
used the past tense.

Come back soon.

What do you want?

Are you here by choice?

I was living on a sidewalk before this.

Here is better than wherever
there used to be,

for all of us.

Do you understand?

Dylan thinks you're in trouble.

So he told a cop?

Look, I'm fine, okay?
I made a mistake with him.

And I knew better.
Every family has rules.

And punishments? Like your hair?

The bishop gives us a home.

He brings us closer to God.

I don't want something to happen
to Dylan because I was stupid.

You think he's in danger?

You're gonna make it worse.

Zoey, who would hurt him?

You can talk to me.

I'm not getting sent
to the Yellow House.

What does that mean?

Can you just go away? Please?

Dylan gave me your number.
I'm texting you mine.

I'll delete it.

Up to you.

Something's so wrong there. It's
like they've all been hypnotized.

This couple I met, turns out
they got a second trust deed

on their little house
and gave Miller all the money.

It was their nest egg.

Church donations aren't illegal.

I'm not willing to wait for God
to judge, all right?

What about slave labor,
domestic violence,

unlawful restraint, financial abuse?

We have a duty, don't we? As cops?

Who have you already
talked to about this?

You, Deacon.

Well, you got to follow protocol.

Take it to Vice or Human Trafficking.

Without evidence or eyewitnesses

or a verified crime? Nothing happens.

We're not detectives, Chris.

We're out of uniform, we're off duty,

so I'm gonna tell you that's some BS.

What have you both done on your own time

because it was the right thing?

I know a sergeant in North
Hollywood Division, Bob Garza.

I'll check in with him tomorrow,
get the lowdown.

What about right now?

Alonso, you are tough, aren't you?

That's why you love me.

All right, Deac, go on.

Chris obviously ain't giving this up.

I'll clear it with Hicks.

Hey, what's going on, Tan?

The wedding's off.

You're kidding. What'd you do?

Nothing. The hotel canceled on us.

Can't even guarantee a new date.

There's always Deacon's backyard.

Not with 300-plus guests.
I've stopped counting heads.

There's so much family to offend
on both sides of the aisle.

And now there's no aisle.

The beach is big. And cheap.

Yeah, neither one of our moms is
gonna walk across sand for this.

Not barefoot
and definitely not in heels.

- You could always elope.
- I'm not about to let Bonnie

miss out on her dream wedding
by eloping.

No way. We just got to wait.

How's she doing with that?

We're philosophical.

Both of you?

Bonnie's fine.

You saw her.

You get it. She's-she's brainwashed.

Zoey's worried about you.

Her real name is Abby.

From A to Z, right?

As far away as she could get
from her father,

who used to like to crawl
in bed with her at night.

He called it their-their
"Rock-a-bye Baby time."

Now she ends up with another
version of the same thing.

Except this one's hiding behind God.

They were never gonna hunt us down.

There's always another
kid for the corner.

She just had to walk away.

Miller would've moved on
to somebody else.

I get the impression
he doesn't let go easy.

Yeah, but we would've been
in San Francisco by now.

Way out of reach.

Did she ever mention the Yellow House?

The monster under the bed? Yeah.

The hellmouth. Th...

That's how Miller
keeps them all in check.

Is that an actual place? With an
address this side of eternity?

I don't, I don't know.

- If Zoey calls you...
- So you're done?

- So that, that's it?
- She doesn't want to leave.

I-I can't force her.

Why'd I ever bother talking to you?

Get in. Now.

- Let's go.
- Help!

Hondo, I think Zoey's boyfriend
just got snatched.

They're still talking.

Courtesy takes a minute, Chris.
Settle down.

This is Garza's division.
We're just guests at the party.

We got onto this phony pastor
pretty quick after he set up shop.

Lot of red flags, nothing ever sticks.

How about kidnapping
witnessed by a team member?

Unless the boy went voluntarily.
Your officer couldn't see it.

Miller's got these kids
panhandling all day

to stay in the shelter.
It-it's forced labor.

Volunteers for the Lord,

with a business license from the city.

You don't get a license for
false imprisonment and abuse.

No evidence, no probable cause.
He's slick as slime.

Feel free to nail his ass. I've tried.

Miller invited me back.
It's not trespass, I'm a guest.

I'll keep my phone mic hot so
you have audio. Am I good to go?

You're only here to gather information,

see if there's any real danger.
This is not a mission.

I understand the difference, Hondo.

Don't make me sorry.

Hell, I'm already sorry.

I'm looking for Zoey.

I'm a friend of hers.

She...

Do you need a meal, Christina?

No thanks, Bishop.

Just came to see Zoey. Is she around?

Is after visiting hours.

I'll walk you out.

You think he's onto her?

He's smart.

Even peace officers need God.

And usually a warrant.

LAPD?

I'm here as Zoey's friend.

If you were her friend,
you'd know that she left

the Kingdom without telling us.

And I hope she brings that man
of hers back to the Lord

and they find their way home,
but God lets us make our own choices.

Good and bad. Free will.

Why do you keep the kids locked up?

They're not kids,
they're adults, all of them.

We enforce an early curfew
for their safety,

and each building has
an emergency exit with an alarm.

Zero risk to the residents.

I appreciate how much you care.

I'm being real with you.

They're locked in, but not locked out?

So everybody can come home, yes.

Miller's not even worried.

Well, that's his weakness.

He doesn't think we can't touch him.

So far he's right.

You're not here all
by yourself, Christina.

You have backup listening.

Peace be with you, Officers.

I hate this man.

I'm gonna pray for Zoey.

And you, too, Christina.

Don't bother.

Even hopeless sinners need prayer.

So Dylan gets grabbed
and Zoey goes missing

and the guy plays like
he's God's best friend.

We'll put out a BOLO for both of them.

- A bishop? What?
- He's no real kind of bishop.

He just likes the way the word sounds.

To make himself legit.

Well, you're not a deacon,
either, are you?

It doesn't matter.

He's a felon without a jacket,
he's a predator

hiding behind his twisted
readings of the Bible.

Dial your heat down, Alonso.

We got two missing victims, Commander.

That no one has officially reported.

I'm reporting it.

Okay, fine.

But you stay on call tomorrow,
like every day off.

SWAT takes priority, copy?

Copy that.

And don't go thinking you're
some kind of damn task force.

All the good people sure
this place is holy,

getting hustled out of their
paycheck so Miller

can dress sharp and live big
and ride around in flashy cars.

God's pimp.

At least a pimp on the corner's
honest about his services.

Well, Miller's proof that prayer works.

What?

He's showing off
his direct connection to God.

He's got them convinced that he's

their last chance for rewards on Earth.

That he can save them... for a price.

That's beyond ugly.

And protected by the First Amendment.

You're gonna pray for the sinner?

I think I'll pray for more saints.

That's the girl
who had something to tell me.

Let's try to get her alone.

What's up, Leroy?

Why you here?

Gang and Narcotics opened a new file

on Darryl as a gang associate.

You play like you got pull.

There's surveillance photos
of him hanging

with a known gang member, which is you.

I'm being watched?

Come on, now. Waste of taxpayer money.

I'm too old to matter
to the young Gs, man.

I'm out of the game.
I'm shut out of the game.

Come on, man. Blood in,
blood out. You're still a Hammer.

A triple OG.

All by yourself, you made
Darryl a gang associate.

Look, all I'm saying

is maybe you should hang back
for a bit to protect Darryl.

Yeah, you keep finding reasons

to keep me away from my boy, don't you?

Just until GND
loses interest in you, man.

You're still a hot subject.

Yeah, and how long is that gonna take?

Sometime between now and never?

You asked me to do right
by Darryl because you couldn't.

I'm just trying to honor
my promise to you.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Big man. Big talk.

Leroy, you are welcome
to visit Darryl at home

as often as you want
for as long as you like.

Just not in public
where y'all can get seen.

Oh, man, this country been breaking
up Black families for centuries.

So, that's a problem with
the system, not with me.

- Oh, so you're Malcolm X now?
- Yo, I've done my time. All right?

I'm gonna enjoy my freedom,

no thanks to you, and I won't forget.

You ain't gonna put me

under some kind of house arrest
to see my boy.

Are you done listening to yourself?

Hey, why don't I come by later?

We let Darryl make up his own damn mind.

I mean, you and me, we
was grown-ass men at 17.

Okay, but he ain't.

Whose fault is that?

I'm doing my best, Leroy.

Same here.

So, where's home?

You're a cop,
aren't you? What do you want?

Just talk to us about Zoey.

You wanted
to tell me something last night.

If the bishop finds out, he'll
send me to the Yellow House.

- Then you better talk fast.
- Second time

I've heard about the
Yellow House. What is it?

It's the self-improvement center
for hopeless sinners.

I think that's where he put Zoey.

No one comes back the same.

Where is this place?

I don't know.

I don't ever want to know.

- This girl, this young woman...
- Jenn.

She's never been to what
they call the Yellow House.

- If it's even real.
- The fear is real.

And you both believed her?

100%.

All right. We could access the
automatic plate reader

and see where this "BLESSED"
car's been riding around.

If they're careless and we get lucky,

we might be able to find the block.

And if we can narrow it to an address

that matches the description,

Garza could take a couple unis,
do a welfare check.

That's a lot of ifs and maybes.

While Zoey and Dylan
and how many other kids

are going through
who knows what kind of hell.

Chris, do you have a better plan
that you want to share?

No, sir.

Hey. Any more wedding news?

Yeah. We decided to hit pause
on the whole thing for a minute.

I'm never gonna tell Bonnie,
but I'm kind of relieved.

I can breathe again.

That doesn't sound good.

All the planning,

family drama around every single choice.

Color of the cocktail napkins.
Nobody notices. Who cares?

I'm guessing the mothers.

- And the sisters. Correct.
- You know,

I've never seen two people

better together than you and Bonnie.

Who are you, Dear Abby?

- Pretty sure she's dead.
- Lucky her.

No more worries.

What do you have to worry about?

You get paid

to do a job with a purpose.

Your family's healthy.

You're living in a safe zone

with the lady you love.
Your life's beautiful.

I don't know.

Starting to feel like high-stakes poker.

You bet big, you lose big.

So now you're afraid of happiness?

That's some existential crap.

What if something happens to me?

What if something happens to her?

Till death do us part? What if it does?

Okay, that'd be tragic,

but loneliness is lousy insurance.

You gonna spend the rest
of your life flying solo?

Maybe it's just wedding jitters.

Yeah, maybe.

That's us.

Got a location on the bishop's
Yellow House. Officer down.

How's the officer doing?

Glad he's only winged
and not dead. We hadn't even

made it to the porch. We took
fire through the front door.

We could hear a woman in distress.

Only reason to shoot at cops

is you got something bigger to hide.

Negotiator's not here yet.

We ain't waiting. Let's move.

Tan.

We're good, Tan.

Street, you're up.

Get back.

Move!

- Give me two!
- Give me two! Give me two!

Don't move! Hands behind your back!

- Hands behind your back!
- Don't move!

Behind your
back! Right now! Closet only!

I know you.

He's here?

The bishop's everywhere.

I am not a mortal. I am the spirit

and the presence of a living God.

That's the truth.

Know the truth,

and the truth will set you free.

John 8:32.

"And you will know the truth..."

Sounds like a TV.
That's not live. That's taped.

"...and the truth will set you free."

Police! Make it stop! I'll be good!

...know the truth
because it's crucified in me.

I am not mortal.

Let's get these things open.

Hey, you're safe. Don't worry.

- What's your name?
- Carla.

All right, Carla. Turn your face, okay?

All right, I got you. Come on.

He's dead.

You injured? No.

My eyes hurt.

How long you been in this cage?

I don't know.

Long enough to repent
from offending the Lord.

For what?

I bought a lipstick
with money from donations.

I stole from God.

Don't look. Don't look.

What happened in here, Carla?

I heard the bishop judging him, and...

and then the gun went off.

It was so loud and-and so close.

And then the door shut, and...

and the boy didn't answer me anymore.

And then I knew he transitioned.

Was Zoey here?

The bishop took her back to the Kingdom.

His love shines on her.

Chris.

Need you to ID a body.

Please not Zoey.

Male.

Dylan.

You okay?

Nope.

Thanks for asking.

I don't need to talk about it.

Okay.

I'll just stand here quietly hydrating.

If I'd missed a light,

if I'd turned right instead of left,

if I'd just come
straight to work that day,

Dylan wouldn't be stretched out naked

in a cold drawer right now.
That's my fault.

You didn't kill him. Okay?

Miller killed him.

And as soon as R/H gets the warrant,

we're gonna go pick him up.

He's not sleeping at home tonight, okay?

I always think I'm right.

Maybe I'm just righteous.

Sometimes.

You don't always
have to be honest with me.

Your phone or mine?

Mine.

Alonso.

Zoey's here at the church.

- It's Jenn.
- The bishop said

they're getting married
at the afternoon service.

She doesn't want to.

Did she tell you she was being forced?

I got to go. I got to help her dress.

They're going away right afterwards.

The bishop canceled the evening service.

Miller still doesn't
know we found the house

and Dylan and the witness.

He's trying to cut his risks.

A spouse can't be compelled to testify.

It doesn't matter.
The two guys we busted

will flip to save their asses.

First they'll lawyer up. By then,

he's way gone with his bride.

Friends in this godly community,

Zoey and I are...

overjoyed

to celebrate our self-uniting
wedding with you on this blessed day.

The Lord has poured his love

into our hearts.

Don't cry, dearest.

LAPD! On your knees! Now!

Police! Show your hands!

Hands behind your back!

Hands behind your back! Right now!

Right now!

- Two. Two, two.
- Two, two, two.

LAPD. Stay calm.

Where's Zoey? Where's Miller?

All exits are covered.

Damn sure they didn't just
get raptured out of here.

Chris, Street, clear the right side.

Deacon, Tan, you're with me. Tan, go.

Make your way to the exits. Calmly.

Two.

Room clear!

Tac lights.

If they made it to the roof,

that's flat access
to anywhere in the plaza.

They could be outside
the perimeter already.

Or hunkered down somewhere
in that attic.

Let's get a pole cam up there.

Air 17 to 20-David,

visual of suspect
crossing northwest parking lot

- with female hostage.
- Move.

Zoey, we're almost free.

No angle.

She's in the way.

Chris, Street,

we got to get crosshairs on him.

Drop back. Get your .308.

See if you can line up a shot.

We're gonna stall.

Maybe you can talk him down.

I do love your faith, Deac.

Bishop Miller!

I'm Sergeant Harrelson!

Would you open the window, sir,
so we can have a conversation?

Thank you, sir!

Listen, why don't we try
to figure out a plan here?

There is no plan!

Except God's plan.

Are you a believer, Sergeant?

Always, Bishop, always.

It's how I was raised.

Proverbs 24:26.

"An honest answer
is like a kiss on the lips."

Come on, now. Why don't you
just let Zoey go home?

It's not her time, Bishop.

I'm sorry about that.

But she'll be fine on the other side.

No more struggle.

Everlasting peace.

24-David to 20-David, in position.

20-David, copy.

What happens to your
message then, brother?

You're the only one
who can spread your word.

God will send another prophet!

Maybe a better one!

The world wasn't ready for me.

Peace be with you, brother.

- 24-David.
-

I'll see you soon, dearest.

Take the shot.

Suspect down.

Move in. Move in.

It's okay. Come on. You're safe.

I got you.

20-David to all "D" team,

code 4.

Didn't have to be this way.

All I want to do now is get home.

No wedding can be worse
than the one we just stopped.

Makes you appreciate
what you have, right?

You got Molly waiting for you.

You think about maybe changing addresses

once Luca finds
his way back from Berlin?

You mean, like, me and Molly
moving in together?

Nah, it's too soon for that, man.

If it's right, it's
right on the first day.

Hold on. This morning, you were worried
about too much commitment,

and now you're trying to push it on me?

I don't need a life coach.

Hey, you can't talk yourself into love.

But you can't talk
yourself out of it either.

Heart's smarter than the head.

Not always a good thing.

Zoey didn't get hurt?

Not physically, no.

- Can I talk to her?
- Go ahead.

She'll be glad to see you.

None of us knew what the bishop
was doing to the young people.

The phony bishop.

Not until the kids just told us.

Henry and I, we don't have a big house.

But we can make room
for those two girls.

All the kids who want homes
will have them in our community.

We don't need a pastor

to look after each other.

Human kindness is some kind of miracle.

I'm always surprised.

Leroy's gonna try to put this on you, D.

But there ain't a choice.

- Are you even hearing me?
- I hear you.

Darryl, don't let him
pull you off track.

You've worked too hard. We both have.

Yeah, like I'm the family project.

'Cause I needed a family
besides the Hammers.

Same for my pops.

That's gonna keep him on
the right side of the block,

for me and my son.

Darryl, I'm just being 100 with you.

Leroy has made bad decisions
his whole long life.

You set me straight, kept me straight.

I can do that for him.

When'd you get so wise, kid?

I hope you're right. I truly do.

Y'all used to be like brothers,

you and him.

If I'm family, so is he.

He's early.

Hey!

I love seeing that man-face.

Hey, Leroy.

So, how we gonna handle this?

'Cause I know he's been making
his case to you.

You mean did I explain the situation?

That's what I said.

My choice, right?

Yeah. That's right.

You eat, Pops?

I was waiting on you.

A'ight, I'll go get my phone.

All right.

That boy's out of second chances.

So whatever you're into,
you keep him clean.

If my original homie won't trust me,

why should anybody else
in the free world?

I'm just another ex-con
headed for the bus back.

Least now I know I'm being watched.

Thanks for that much, Hondo.

Make me wrong.

Ready to bounce?

Burden of proof's on your side, Blue,

not mine.

Let's bounce.

All right, we can go through
the drive-through for tacos.

- All right.
- Y'all can bring it back.

Eat here.

Uh, we're not gonna leave
the car. All right?

Yeah, sounds safe enough to me.

What if you get pulled over with him?

What if a tree falls on us?

I mean, it happens in L.A.

Probably won't, though.

Leroy, I just don't want to see
the kid in an open file.

There's a lot of ways to get
noticed by the cops out there.

Huh. Is that so?

But we're not gonna be late.

I'm gonna keep a low profile,
drive the speed limit.

I'll be up.

All right. Come on.