All language subtitles for S.W.A.T.2017.S02E05.S.O.S.KILLERS.HI.C

Previously on S.W.A.T.

It's some kind of drama

or is this guy's default button
just set on dick mode?

Don't know who your new smart-ass is,

but good luck with that.

- I lied.
- You're off SWAT.

Hondo, this is not how this ends.

You don't kick people out of a family!

I know I haven't got a chance
at getting back on SWAT

- with these budget cuts.
- Buck pulled strings

to get you transferred
here from Long Beach,

but maybe this time you can do it right

and earn yourself a spot.

Are you saying y-you'd give me a
chance at getting back on SWAT?

I'm saying that I will
get you in SWAT Academy.

So what you got to do is ask
yourself how bad do you want it.

And then go kick ass
and make sure it's you.

I'll do my best.

♪

BARNETT: Ladies and gentlemen,

we are about 90 minutes away

from arriving back home
in the Port of Los Angeles.

I'd like to take this opportunity

to thank you for sailing with us.

We really do hope you had
a pleasant cruise.

Couple of bits of business:

by now, your luggage should've
been picked up

by our bell staff for offloading
upon our arrival.

Also, if you haven't done it yet,

now would be a great time to fill out

your customs declaration forms

for anything you might have picked up

during your visit to Mexico.

So enjoy the rest of your trip
aboard the Tranquil Seas.

- We should have you in port shortly.
- Take care of this.

I'm gonna get the other one.

- Be right back.
- Okay.

Hey! Step away from that, now.

H-Hold on, man. Wait.

Base, I'm gonna need a
supervisor in the forward hold.

(GUNSHOT)

Hey. I got this.

You get rid of him.

Hide him somewhere
till we get off the boat. Go.

Where's the guard who just radioed in?

I don't know, we just got here.

(GRUNTS, PANTS)

GUARD: There's no way out
of this for you.

I just signaled the shore.

The second we dock, there'll be
a hundred cops on board.

Sir, I'm getting an indicator

saying we just put out
a hijack alert code.

Didn't come from the bridge.

Let's figure out where it was keyed in.

HARBORMASTER: Tranquil Seas,
Harbormaster L.A.

We're getting a coded hijack
alert from your vessel.

Can you confirm?

Uh, Harbormaster, this is Tranquil Seas.

We're checking on that.

Let's go ahead and secure the doors.

Over there! Over there!

- (GRUNTS)
- Get away from the door.

Stop the ship.

- Shut it down.
- I can't do that.

(GRUNTS)

I think you can.

Shut it down.

Go, do it.

HARBORMASTER: Tranquil Seas,
I now have you at full stop.

I'm initiating emergency
response protocol.

Do not do that.

If I see anything coming
anywhere near this ship,

I'm gonna start throwing dead
passengers into the ocean.

Do you understand?

Give 'em hell today, huh?

Yeah, don't worry about me.

Just make sure Hondo
doesn't give my spot away

before I get there.

Hey, hold up a sec.

I just wanted to say thanks.

- Right.
- No. I mean, just...

for making SWAT
a possibility again for me.

Well, it won't mean a thing
unless you make it through

- the Academy and earn your way back.
- I know.

But you've always had my back.

Looking out for me,
even when I didn't deserve it.

I mean, besides Buck,
no one else in my whole life's

ever done that for me.

So...

- What?
- Uh...

LUCA: Let's go. Gather
in the ring, everyone.

Nothing, just, uh, go kick some ass.

- I will.
- All right.

MUMFORD: All right, first things first.

Congratulations on passing
your first round

at SWAT Training Academy.

This year, we had... h-how many?

- 93.
- 93 applicants.

So you are the elite eight.

Don't let it go to your heads.

Because the next four weeks

are gonna be the toughest of your lives.

No joke. This is Metro SWAT,
the big leagues.

So you can bet we're gonna
push you till you break.

Better to expose your weaknesses
here than out on an op

where you'll have your teammates
depending on you.

SWAT Academy's always been competitive.

Only the top four or five
usually get a spot.

This year, as you probably heard...

...only one of you will join a team.

So if you want to end up working
in this building,

second best isn't good enough.

ROCKER: Now everybody
hit your first stations.

- Let's go!
- MUMFORD: Move!

Let's go, you guys.

You're not dropping him off

at his first day of kindergarten, Chris.

Let's just stay close.

- I just got word something's cooking.
- Okay.

- Hey.
- Mm.

- Hey.
- Something's not right.

They're lying to us
about why we're not moving.

(SCOFFS) Honey, you
heard the announcement.

There's just some issue in port.

There's a ship blocking our berth.

No, no, no. The Internet is down.

Suddenly, there's no cell signal.

And when I...

when I was coming back from the casino,

I thought... maybe I heard gunshots.

Connor, look around you.
Nothing's happening.

I'm gonna go down to the cabin
and get my sat phone.

Wait. You told me that you didn't
bring your satellite phone.

This trip was supposed to be
about us getting away from work.

- I know, I know.
- Remember?

- Yep.
- Connor!

JESSICA: The cruise line maintains

a video feed from the bridge
of all their ships.

This is the last they got before
communications went down.

Do not do that, do you hear me?

If I see anything coming
anywhere near this ship,

I'm gonna start throwing dead
passengers into the ocean,

you understand? Kill the radio.

Cut out all this communication crap.

JESSICA: That's all there is.

We never see their faces,
but they look like crew.

HONDO: Or they're dressed as crew.

How many passengers on board?
Almost 1,200.

And we don't know
which ones we can trust.

How much support can we count on
even if we can get on board?

The security chief,
Kevin Weller, is former LAPD.

He's got a staff of 15,
but none of them are armed.

I'm running ideas in my head
of how we can get on board.

Won't be easy.

Boat or chopper, they're gonna
see us coming from a mile away.

HICKS: Dispatch just routed us

a 911 call from a sat phone.

Guy named Connor Reeves,
claims to be on the ship.

Put him up.

Connor. This is Sergeant
Harrelson, LAPD Metro SWAT.

You're calling from the Tranquil Seas?

CONNOR: Yeah,
a-and something is going on here

but nobody else seems to realize it.

All right, listen to me.
You're not wrong about that,

but we're gonna keep it
between us, you hear me?

We do not need people panicking.

Yeah, but-but somebody's
gonna help us, right?

You're right about that, too, Connor,

so here's what we're gonna do.

Once we hang up,

I need you to find the security chief.

His name is Kevin Weller.

You keep your sat phone with you
and you go find Weller.

And then we'll get back to you.

All right, but, uh, please hurry.

You got a plan in mind?

This ship, it's about four miles out.

That's within range to go in with Nemo.

HICKS: Nemo?

Chris and I did training exercises

with the SEALs over in Coronado.

But with Nemo, you're only
going in with two operators.

It may also be the only way to
get on that ship unnoticed.

Hondo.

We don't even know what
we're up against yet.

We'll know more once we're on that ship.

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60 second out!

Captain's staging a second
SWAT team at the harbor.

They'll be ready
to fast-rope in off a chopper

- if anything goes sideways.
- Can't let it come to that.

There's a service ladder located
halfway up midship on the port side.

That's gonna be your best bet
for ingress. And once you're

on board, there's a lot of ground
you're gonna have to cover.

Even though it's an old ship,
it's-it's like a floating hotel.

There's restaurants, bars,
theaters, casinos.

Damn, Deac. You speaking from experience?

I never pegged you for the cruise type.

DEACON: Well, actually,
Annie's mom loves them.

She got us one for
our second anniversary.

And here I thought your
mother-in-law liked you.

Actually, it was pretty great...

until Annie got sick
the last couple days.

I thought it was seasick, turned
out to be morning sickness.

- But I'd do it again.
- No, not me.

I've never been in a
relationship where I want

to be trapped together like
that. No escape, no way.

Come on, now, Chris. That could change.

Not in this lifetime.

So what? Eternal bachelorette, that it?

I-I did meet someone last week,
had a couple dates.

It's a matter of time
before it tanks, though.

That's the job, right?

- TAN: This is it. We're here.
- DEACON: You made good time, Tan.

We might have to have
you drive more often.

Yeah, sure, you tell Luca that.

Ha. All right, let's move.

Remy, man, what are we doing?

You know what'll happen
if we lose those drugs.

We're dead, man.

Our lives will be worth nothing.

Remy.

I can fix this.

Hey, Captain Kirk, get up.

Come over here.

Turn us around, we're
going back to Mexico.

BARNETT: Look, that's not possible.

What I mean is we don't have the fuel.

We only carry enough to go to
Mexico and back, that's it.

Listen to me, you smug son of a bitch.

You're gonna call the harbor.

You call them and you tell them

to get us some fuel, a refueling ship.

The coordinates are already
programmed in the Nemo.

You're pushing the limits
of what it can do,

but it should get you there.

Let's just hope our guy
on the boat does his part.

Otherwise, it's gonna be
a long swim back.

(SIGHS) Nemo's loose. You're good to go.

Another day at SWAT, right?

All right, let's do this.

30-David to Command. Divers away.

Our guy with the sat phone,
he's having trouble

locating the security chief.

We're nowhere if he
doesn't get that door open.

Well, in the meantime, we might've
caught a little bit of a break.

The gunmen are demanding more fuel.

So the captain radioed

to request a tanker
for a ship-to-ship refueling.

They told me they didn't have
the capability for that.

They don't,
but these clowns don't know that,

and it'll buy us some extra time.

Until they realize they've been
lied to, and then what happens?

Holster your handguns!

ROCKER: Wait till you see
the new running shoes

I got for the race tonight.

They're like feathers.

Gonna cut 30 seconds off my mile time.

- Yeah, they sound expensive.
- LUCA: Hey, even if they're free,

you paid too much... there's
no way you're gonna beat us.

- Is that right?
- Dusk Till Dawn Relay

was made for 20 Squad.

You might as well put
our names on the trophy

- right now.
- Noticed you didn't sign up to run.

Hey. I'm the coach, right? It's every bit

- as important as the runners.
- Second group, you're up.

Be ready.

Go ahead.

(SIGHS): So... coach to coach,

you want to put some
money behind that mouth?

20 Squad versus 50 Squad?

Fine. How's $500 sound?

Sounds cheap.

How about a thousand?

- Okay.
- Let's do it.

(STEADY BEEPING)

(BUZZER SOUNDS)

Holster your weapons. Safeties on.

Street, what the hell was that?

Is that how they teach the Weaver
stance down in Long Beach?

Weaver stance was invented
before I was born.

Isosceles works better for me.

Isosceles is not how we
do it at LAPD SWAT.

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

Hey, Devlin, show him
how it's done. Come here.

Come here.

Go ahead.

All right, bring 'em up.

I mean, yeah, it works fine

for him, I guess.

But... you can't argue with perfection.

Yeah, for once you're right, Street.

I'm not arguing.
Just work on your stance.

Devlin, great job.

Let's go, you guys. Next one.

ROCKER: Second stations. Let's go!

Our guy should have been here by now.

HONDO: Hey. Connor?

- That's right.
- Confirm for me how we made contact.

I called you on my...

- sat phone.
- All right.

We're gonna come up.

Mr. Weller. You can call me Hondo.

This is Chris.

You're wounded.

Doc took a look. I'll make it.

One of my guys wasn't so lucky, though.

All right, what can you tell us

- about what we're up against?
- There's two of 'em.

Brothers. Both work for the ship.

Colton and Remy Pope.

Both armed: one a nine-mil;
the other a .40-cal, I think.

Are you hearing this, Command?

JESSICA: I copy. Colton and Remy Pope.

WELLER: I found remnants of cocaine

down in the dry hole after they left.

My guy must have discovered it.

They killed him before I got there.

I'll have Deacon and Tan check out

the suspects on our end.
Maybe we can find

something that'll help you.
HONDO: 20-David. Roger that.

All right, these two guys
are still up on the bridge?

- Yeah.
- CHRIS: So we know who they are,

where they are. Let's do
what we came here to do.

What about me? What can I do?

We can use some clothes and maybe a bag?

We need to get forward
and closer to the bridge.

Just a normal couple

taking a stroll on the deck and talking.

CHRIS: What do you want to talk about?

Why don't you tell me why
you're so cynical about romance?

Is that romance...

matching sweaters?

(CHUCKLES)

What? I'm not being cynical.

I'm just saying,

being in SWAT and being
in a relationship,

the two don't mesh.

This job makes it tough;
it doesn't make it impossible.

Oh, really?

When was the last time you
had a real relationship,

one that really mattered to you?

Bet you anything it was
the job that killed it.

You're right.

CHRIS: I'm just gonna
spare myself the pain

and not hassle with it anymore.

What about this new girl
you're so hot on?

I guess I'll, uh, I'll get over her.

This is 20-David to Command.

We've reached the forward deck.

There should be a stairway
just left of where you are.

Access to the bridge is three flights up.

20-David. Roger that.

Okay. Thanks. That was the
detective at the house.

He said the Pope brothers rent this
place using their mother's name.

I'm gonna need to see a warrant

before I can open it up for you.

DEACON: Read it and weep.

That's all right, I got
the master key right here.

♪

Left side clear.

Right side clear. I'm
sure they have receipts

- for all this stuff.
- .40s and nine-millimeters.

Just like the chief
security officer said.

Well, at least there's no
sign of heavy artillery.

These guys seem like small-time hoods.

So how'd they graduate
to cocaine smugglers?

Hey, found something.

They were using
an encrypted messaging app.

Did you just hack the encryption code?

What, 'cause I'm Asian?
The geniuses left the app open.

They pretty much discuss
their entire plan.

Picking up cocaine in Mexico.

They were gonna smuggle it off
the ship in the dirty laundry.

- Problem is, the names are encoded.
- That's all right,

- we already know who both of them are.
- That's just it.

There aren't just two of them.

Looks like there are
five of 'em aboard that ship.

30-David to Command. We got a problem.

All right, come on, Chris, let's do this.

JESSICA: Command to 20-David.

There are not two targets
on board; there are five.

- Repeat: five on board.
- 20-David. Copy that.

Where is the fuel ship?!

BARNETT: Look, I told you,
it's a slow process.

(DOOR OPENS IN DISTANCE)

Chris, Chris, hold tight.

I think we have company in the hallway.

Hey, man.

What are you doing up here?
This area's off limits.

You're kind of far from the
kitchen yourself, aren't you?

(CHUCKLES)

What's happening out there?

Are you there? Where are you?

What's going on? We hear gunshots!

What the hell is happening?!

♪

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

MAN: Hey!

LAPD! Get down!

- Everybody down!
- (SCREAMING, PANICKED CHATTER)

MAN: Shooter! Shooter!

(SCREAMING, PANICKED CHATTER CONTINUE)

Command says is three
more of these guys on board.

I only saw one of them.

We're blind without knowing
who the rest of them are.

This is 20-David to Command.
Is there any way

to get faces on these other guys?

Hondo, we're doing everything we can.

We know they were planning

to smuggle the drugs out in the laundry.

I've got Deacon and Tan
heading to the laundry drop-off

- to look for accomplices.
- Roger that.

Sooner's better.

- Who the hell is he?
- (OVER RADIO): I don't know,

but he wasn't ship security. Black guy.

Like a passenger.

You. Get up.

Get me on the ship P.A.

Get me on the P.A.

Okay.

(ELECTRONIC BEEP)

You're on.

Hey. Everybody better listen up.

Your lives depend on it.

REMY: Starting right now
I want any and all passengers

off the decks and out of the passageways.

From now on,

anybody caught out in the open
stands a very good chance

of getting shot! Understand?!

(SCREAMING, PANICKED CHATTER)

What did he mean, getting shot?

Connor, you need to clear the decks.

Our cabin's three levels below.

Find a closer place to hunker down.

- Just get out of sight. Go.
- We need to get off the decks, too,

- work another angle.
- Cortez said they plan

to smuggle cocaine in the laundry.
If we can find

their drugs, maybe we
can grab some leverage.

Let's go! Come on!

I better not see anyone walking!

Let's go, Street! Come on, Devlin!

This is SWAT!

Let's go! Let's go! Second place
is first loser! Hit it!

Let's see some hustle!

- Hit it!
- Devlin, one! Street, two!

(PANTING)

What do you got?

(PANTING)

Nice race either way, man.

(EXHALES)

Hey, uh, you've been working
Valley Division, right?

Panhead Motorcycle Club...

they still causing trouble out there?

Oh, they had this one guy, Clarence...

Look, Street, I don't mean to be a dick.

I'm all about the brotherhood in blue,

but I'm not looking to
make any friends here.

Okay.

Whatever you want.

Just so you know, we, uh...

we got four weeks
of SWAT Academy together.

I've been wanting
to put on a SWAT uniform

since I was eight years old.

There's one spot.

You're not a buddy...
you're the competition.

Do you think I want it any less?

From what I hear, you had your chance.

Look, I'm sure you're a
really good guy. Who knows?

But I just got to focus
on doing me, so...

let's just stay opposite
corners, all right?

(PANTING SOFTLY)

(GULLS CALLING)

Hey, looks like your, uh,
right front tire's almost flat.

(GRUNTS)

- Hey. Hey.
- LAPD. Don't move.

Clear. Nothing but laundry.

Let's talk about your friends,

Remy and Colton Pope.

- Who?
- Your smuggling pals.

Who else on that ship is involved?

I swear to God, I-I-I don't know
what you guys are talking about.

Deac, minivan at your six.
She's awfully twitchy.

DEACON: All right. Go check it out.
I got him here.

- Turn around.
- (SIGHS)

- (ENGINE REVVING)
- LAPD! Stop the car!

Don't move!

(TIRES SCREECH)

Stop the car!

(ENGINE REVVING)

(GRUNTS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

LAPD! Get out!

(PANTING)

Hands against the car.

(PANTING)

(HANDCUFFS CLICKING)

Riley Pope?

You any relation to Remy or Colton?

So I guess drug smuggling's
a family business.

How'd you end up on
a cruise ship, Weller?

I did my 20 in LAPD and got out.

I always wanted to be on the water.

CHRIS: We are different animals.

Last hour's confirmed everything
I've always believed about cruises.

How 'bout you, Hondo?

You must be getting near your 20.

What's life like for you after PD?

I never thought about that.

SWAT for life, I guess.

CHRIS: Not finding any drugs here.

Yeah, me neither.

They could've moved 'em.

There's a lot of hiding places down here.

(CLANG IN DISTANCE)

Chris, Chris.

LAPD!

Hands up!

WORKER: Yeah, w-we heard
the announcement.

- We didn't know where else to go.
- It's okay.

Está bien.

(GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

Please don't kill me.

(PANTING)

Relax. I'm LAPD.

I'm not here to hurt you.

We're looking for the guys who are.

- Relax.
- (PANTING)

Get over there. Get back over there.

JESSICA: Command to 20-David.

This is 20-David. Go.

Picked up Colton and Remy's sister.

She gave up the names
of two more accomplices.

Wait a minute, that's only four.

I thought the total
number on board was five.

She doesn't know the fifth one,
but it sounds

like he's in charge.
This was his operation.

We're sending the info
on the other two now.

That's the guy I traded
shots with up top.

Hondo, this guy.

Cooper. He was in the closet.

Let's go. Weller,

you stay with them. Stay with them.

- Good?
- Yeah.

(GASPING)

Where's the other guy?

He-he went that way.

Chris, cover!

Move, Chris, move!

♪

- (GUNSHOTS)
- (GROANS)

(SHOUTS)

(PANTS)

This is 20-David. One suspect down.

REMY (OVER WALKIE):
Cooper, are you there?

Bowman just told me he heard
gunshots in the cargo hold.

Are you there?

Are you gonna answer it?

No. Keep 'em in the dark.

(BEEP)

REMY (OVER P.A.): All
right, now, listen up.

I'm talking to one person now.

To the passenger
who's decided to play hero.

Let's see just how brave you are.

You got five minutes to give yourself up.

If not,

I shoot the captain

and one of his crew
every minute after that.

Understand?

Hondo, you can't.

There's no way.

Surrendering goes against every
SWAT tactic we've been taught.

These guys have already proven
they're willing to kill.

Hondo, please...

Look, they're asking for me.

They don't know about you.

Remy,

th-that's him.

That's him right there.

♪

Come on, get in here.

Get over here.

I don't know whether you're
brave or just really stupid,

but I'm done with you
being a pain in my ass.

Look, man, we both want the same thing.

And that's to get you off this ship.

What is this? Radio?

Why do you have...? (STATIC)

Command to 24-David.

We just lost comms on Hondo.

24-David. Same on my end.

REMY: You're not
just some passenger, are you?

Wait, wait, w-wait. I still got him.

What are you, a cop?

LAPD.

SWAT.

Damn it, Remy. What did I tell
you? Just kill him already.

HONDO: And I'm telling you, you
really don't want to do that.

If I die, you lose any chance

of getting off this ship
with your merchandise.

Besides, it's not really up
to you, now, is it?

Meaning what? Meaning there's

one more player on this ship
who just hasn't shown his face.

And I'm willing to bet
he's the one calling the shots.

So why don't you tell your boss

that I've come here
to offer him a better deal?

MR. X (OVER WALKIE): I'm listening.

Am I finally talking
to the man in charge?

You are.

What are you offering?

We'll give you a speedboat.

The three in this room can
take the boat and the drugs.

They'll be given safe passage
back to shore.

From there, they disappear.

How and wherever you want.

COLTON: You think we're stupid?

What's to stop the Coast Guard
or cops from grabbing us

the minute we're off the ship?
What's the guarantee?

I am the guarantee.

That's right.

He's the guarantee.

Your boss stays behind as insurance.

Nobody on board is safe
until he gets word

that you guys are free and clear.

Then, after that, he gets off the ship.

Just a normal, anonymous passenger.

That's only if you let
the passengers leave

- without being questioned.
- Do you have a counteroffer?

You go on the speedboat
with my men as a hostage

until I'm free and clear.

That way, I have a guarantee.

Deal.

Remy, give the man his radio.

Let him call us a boat.

CHRIS: How long until he gets here?

JESSICA: Less than 15 minutes.

From there, another 20 back to shore.

We don't figure out who Mr. X is

in the next half hour,
these men and their drugs,

they're gonna disappear
with Hondo forever.

We're running out of time, Riley.

Which means you're running out of time.

I already told you everything
that I know.

About your brother's
friends, Bowman and Cooper.

But now I need to know
who they're working for.

The fifth person on board.

- I don't know.
- Look...

...people were killed, Riley.

That means murder charges for you.

I was just driving a van.

- I-I was never even near that ship.
- That doesn't matter.

You're on the hook now.

- (SCOFFS)
- Hey.

Listen, your brothers must
have said something about him.

Think.

I don't know.

(PANTING)

I heard Remy say that...
this guy was involved

with a lot of other bad stuff.

That he killed people before.

I know Colton was scared of him.

Really scared.

He said if anything went wrong,
we'd all be dead.

I swear,

- that's all that I know.
- MUMFORD: Luca!

Luca, couple hours till dusk.
You know what that means.

Dusk Till Dawn Relay.

Get the connection there?

Yeah, Mumford, I get it, all right?
I was just thinking that

if I were you, I'd be a little
worried that Hondo and Deacon

and Chris are not gonna
make it back in time, so,

if you want to pay me 70
cents on the dollar now...

Come on, man. You can't hold me to
a bet if my team's out on a call.

Well, Tan's still here, right?

What, he's gonna run it by himself?

This is supposed to be a four-man team.

Where's your sense of honor, man?

Headed to the bank to
pick up a deposit slip.

See you soon.

STREET: Luca?

(DOOR CLOSES)

Let me run for 20 Squad. Devlin, too.

Not a chance. You're
not 20 Squad anymore,

Street. You're just a recruit.
All right, you both are.

Look, I know that you got some
kind of problem with me now.

Okay? That's clear.
But are you really gonna

let that cost you a thousand bucks?

Well, even with you and Devlin,

without Deac, we'd still be a man short.

Well, then, you lace 'em up.

You kicked ass last year.

And, besides, it is way too soon

for you to be hanging up the towel.

Mumford, I get, but you? Come on.

All right, but you and Devlin
better come through,

or neither of you is ever gonna
see a spot on SWAT.

(DOOR OPENS)

If you think this is a way
you can show me up...

Look, man, I'm just trying to
help out Luca and my old team.

That's it. It's good for everybody.

These bastards are gonna
get away with this.

Remy and his friend Colton?

They're not smart enough.

You'll track 'em down again.

REMY: The boat's here.
You sure about this?

MR. X: Trust me. They're
not going to mess with you

as long as I'm still a threat
to the passengers

- and you have the cop.
- (BIG BAND MUSIC PLAYING)

Just take the drugs
to the original drop-off,

radio me once you're there.

Did you hear that?

Not what he said,
but-but... but behind it.

There-there was this
music, like-like-like

1930s Glenn Miller, big band stuff.

(WIND WHISTLING)

There's an Art Deco bar...
the Grand Lounge.

It's on the fourth deck.

She's all yours. I don't
want to know nothing else

about what's happening here.
See nothing, say nothing.

You're driving the boat.

Hey, I was just told to drop it off.

Well, now you're being told
something else.

All right.

What are we waiting for?
Let's get the hell out of here!

(BOAT ENGINE REVS)

24-David. I may have a location
on the fifth guy.

(PANTING)

(SIGHS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER,
BIG BAND MUSIC PLAYING)

Command to 24-David. You got anything?

24-David. I got 20, 30 possibles
here maybe.

Not sure how to narrow it down.

(WHISPERING): Hey.
- Connor, Julie.

I thought maybe you had
gone. What's going on?

I can't talk, can't explain right now,

but I need you guys
to just act normal, okay?

REMY: We're coming up on the breakwater.

We're maybe ten minutes out.

MR. X: Let me know when
you reach the shore.

(CROWD CHATTER)

- He's earwigged.
- What?

He's wearing a radio earwig, same as me.

Okay, I need you to do something.

I need you to hold these
together face to face,

and when I give you the signal,
you're gonna

press both mic buttons at the same time.

- Can you do it?
- Why? What's gonna happen?

Connor, I just need
to know that you'll do it.

- Yeah. Yeah, of course.
- Of course, yeah.

Here, hold this.

- (LOUD FEEDBACK)
- (YELLING)

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

(GRUNTING)

(CHRIS GASPING)

Remy?

Remy, don't go to shore!

There's more than one cop. It's a setup.

REMY: What did you say?
I didn't hear you!

(DISHES BREAKING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(WOMAN SHRIEKS)

(SCREAMS)

- (COUGHING)
- (YELLING)

- (YELLS)
- (GASPS)

(THUD)

- (GUN COCKS)
- (PANTING)

(PANTING): Don't even move.

Holy crap, that was insane.

REMY: What?! What was that?

You cut out.

I didn't hear you!

Something happened to him.
Something's not right.

I knew it. I knew it all along.
It's a setup.

This cop lied to us!

Screw this, man.

Just waste him!

(ALL GROANING)

(GROANING) Stay down!

Stay down!

30-David to Command.

All three suspects down. We're Code 4.

BARNETT (OVER P.A.):
Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sure

mine will be only the first
of many apologies you're owed

for what you've been through today.

But for the moment,
let's just all be thankful

we're on our way home.

(SIGHS)

Most of these people will never know

what you and Hondo have done for them.

I'm okay with that.

You were a cop. You get it.

That security guard
of yours who was killed...

if there's anything Hondo and I can do,

please let us know, okay?

I will.

Thanks.

The Dusk to Dawn is
nuts, man, you'll see.

Every law enforcement
agency sends a team...

sheriffs, PDs, FBI, ATF.

It's like 50 different squads,
all racing across the desert.

- It's crazy.
- Hey, Tan, ease up, huh?

I don't want 'em getting all psyched out.

Okay, we're just gonna take it
five miles at a time, all right?

You run a five-mile shift,
then you tag out,

hop back in the van, and, uh,
get the next guy on the road.

- Just remember what's on the line here.
- A thousand bucks.

No, I'm not talking
about the money, Street.

I'm talking about a year's worth
of bragging rights with Mumford.

- And, yeah, my thousand bucks.
- MUMFORD: What the hell is this?

You picked up two recruits?

- That's cheating.
- TAN: Come on, Mumford.

It's a charity race. We're
just trying to do our part.

It's not about charity.

The bet was squad versus squad.

No offense, Sergeant,
but sounds a little bit like

you're afraid of being
beaten by recruits.

DEVLIN: Yeah, hearing it now,

it does kind of sound
a little bit like that.

Hey, if you're trying to back out,

70 cents on the dollar seems
to be the going rate.

We're not backing out of anything.

Rocker's right.

We don't care how you lose.

You're still gonna lose.

(TAN LAUGHS)

Move that thing.

(LAUGHTER)

Annie!

HONDO: What are you even doing here?

Shouldn't you be in labor
already or something?

- Ah. Ah.
- Mmm. Mmm.

That's what she's doing here.

- Yeah, that and these.
- CHRIS: Are those

the amazing energy bars
you made last year?

Well, I figured you guys
are gonna be running around

all night, so I thought
you might need a secret weapon.

- No raisins for you, Hondo.
- Ah, that's my girl.

If you ever get sick
of this dude, I will marry you.

- All right, all right, easy.
- (LAUGHTER)

- Well, you see that?
- Hmm.

Annie and Deacon are making it work.

Relationships and this job don't mix

- until you find one that does.
- All right, then.

All right, then, what?

(SIGHS) I'll call her. Kira.

- Ah, there you go.
- I'll set up a third date.

What about you, or are you one
of those "Do as I say and not

- as I do" types?
- Ah, Chris, my deal...

It's just complicated, and now
is not the time or the place.

LUCA: Are you kidding me? The band's
back together! We got our team!

- Hell yeah.
- Hey, I appreciate you volunteering,

- but we're good, though. Thanks.
- HONDO: There it is.

- LUCA: What's up? Hey!
- HONDO: What's up?

All right, tell the truth.

Y'all got money riding on this, huh?

We're looking at a grand this year.

- Yeah, I need a new stove for my house.
- Oh, yeah.

Well, then, we'd better
get rolling, huh, Coach?

Hey, Street, Devlin, let's get it loaded.

I got your, uh, running gear in the bag.

I knew you guys'd come through.

Yeah, you're just desperate to win a bet.

No.

Come on, come on.

- Oh, cut it out. Cut it out.
- Hey.

Bye.

LUCA: Let's go, Street.

Heads up.

All right. Good luck.

Oh, well.

Hey, uh, you know Uncle Tio's?

Eat there all the time. Why?

I mean, I'd say that's
about five miles from here.

- Hundred bucks says I beat you there.
- $200.

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