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Previously on SWAT...

I need to choose someone to
take over SWAT Academy for me.

TAN:
I'm honored.
It means a lot, Deac.

You're gonna do
an amazing job, Victor.

I get hiding what your dad
did, that wasn't your fault,

but if you're still associating
with criminals...

They're still my family, Tan.

I wasn't ready to tell the team,
but after seeing you

side with some guy
you just met over me,

maybe I was right to wait.

Is that my car?

- Wait, what?
- Did your dad kill a cop?

Now that it's out, this kind
of stuff's not gonna stop.

HONDO:
Whoever put these out,
you got one warning.

You mess with Gamble,

you mess with 20-Squad.
That means you mess with me.

I just,
I want you to know

I can handle the judgment
that's coming my way.

It won't stop me
from doing my job.

One thing I miss
about Oakland,

summer ended when
summer was over.

[chuckles]
Thanks for coming in early.

It is 100 degreesoutside,

and the AC broke
in my apartment.

HQ feels heavenly
in comparison.

Well, don't get
too comfy.

Hicks needs us
for a special protection detail.

Rest of 20-Squad
en route?

No, they're all
on standby today.

With any luck, the heat's
gonna keep folks inside,

preventing anything too crazy
from popping off.

But this detail's a good chance
for you and me to catch up.

Commander.

Ah. Picked your
teammate, I see.

Who's the principle
on the protection job?

Everybody's favorite mayor.

Mayor Castro? Doesn't he have
his own security team?

We're bolstering it.

The brass believes
there's an imminent threat

against Mayor Castro's life.

You got any idea
- who's behind it?
- HICKS: Yep.

Suspect is Paul Kang.
He's a resident of K-Town.

He took a few potshots at
the mayor's car two days ago,

and then slipped patrol.

They haven't been able
to locate him since.

What's his beef with Castro?

Kang's wife, Jessie,
was stabbed to death

by a transient in Venice
a few months back.

Random attack.

Kang blames
the mayor's soft stance

on crime for what happened.

Now... [chuckles]

Guy's a bit of a whack job,

but he's not entirely wrong.

All right. We better get moving.

Hondo, a word.

In private.

Gamble, really?

I mean, this
isn't exactly

low-profile,
covering the mayor.

Are you sure
she's right for this?

I'm sure.

[gunshots]

Fire four mags, two per
shooting hand, at ten, 20,

and 30 yard intervals.
Then we'll move on to HKs.

I'll be evaluating you
on accuracy and speed,

but it's not a race.
Remember our golden rule?

RECRUITS:
Slow is smooth, smooth is fast.

Good. First four,
step up to the shooting bays.

Start on the beep.

[stopwatch beeps]

[gunshots]

Sloppy groupings, Ruiz.

Didn't come in on my day
off to watch you whiff.

That's more like it.

Hold your positions.

Power outage.
Generator should kick in.

Hey.

You won't always be shooting
bad guys in broad daylight.

Treat this as
low-visibility training.

Shooters ready!

[phone chimes]

Hold your fire.

[sighs]

Make your weapons safe.

We'll finish
this exercise later.

All available officers

are to report
to the Eagle's Nest, ASAP.

Was having coffee nearby
when I got the alert.

Seems like most of
the neighborhood lost power.

Power's out all over.

My family group chat's
blowing up about it.

POWELL:
Hey.

[indistinct chatter]

The hell are you doing?

Uh, standing here?

Stevens and I have
a game going.

POWELL:
Oh, this piece was already

off the board.
Your game is fine.

It's not about
the game, Powell.

It's about SWAT superstition.

Never mess with the chess set
during an active game.

Bad things happen when you do.

Did I summon
the Chess Boogeyman?

Good luck today, Powell.
You're gonna need it.

HICKS:
Listen up!

There's a massive
power outage

affecting the entire
San Fernando Valley,

and given that it's roughly
500 degrees outside,

the rest of the grid is
buckling under the strain.

The whole city
could lose power today.

CABRERA:
Sir, how long

until the power company
is able to fix the issues?

Well, they're assessing
the root cause.

Early indications show
a cascading grid failure.

Best case scenario,
it'll take hours.

I got here as soon as I could.
It's a mess out there.

I'm executing the Sepulveda
Protocol, effective immediately.

All available SWAT

will be deployed on
the streets to patrol,

along with every
available officer

from Metro.

Now, power outages
like this bring spikes

in robbery,
vandalism, arson.

People will be
overheated, angry,

and desperate, so be ready
for anything out there.

Sergeant Kay will assign patrol
pairings and coverage areas.

All right. Powell,
you're with me.

Espinoza and Thompson,
you'll take Chatsworth.

Ruiz, you and Lambert,
you've got Silver Lake.

POWELL:
Ugh, it's nasty out here.[others groaning]

Even warmer in NoHo, where
Stevens and I are heading.

Hope the Los Profetas don't get
trigger-happy in this heat.

Where'd you two
get assigned?

- Studio City.
- ALFARO: Jackpot, baby.

Should be a pretty easy patrol.

Wouldn't count
on it, Miko.

No, it'll rough out there
all over.

Not just crime.
People are gonna need our help.

So keep your windows down,
eyes on a swivel.

Let's roll.

Hey, we can still
blast the AC, right?

As high as it'll go.

DISPATCH [over radio]:
Multiple heat-related 507s

reported in Balboa Park
near the playground

and at Ventura and Colfax.

Nearest available units

respond Code 2.

[scoffs] People are already
getting riled up.

Maybe we'll get lucky
and Hollywood will stay quiet.

Not likely. I heard you touched
the chess set this morning

during an active game.

What is with this
damn chess set?

Edwards
from 50-Squad

put away the chess pieces
one night,

not realizing
there was a game going on.

He got shot in the leg
the next morning.

That's when
the superstition began.

Whatever.
I'm happy to take on

this so-called curse
for the day.

[chuckles] You didn't just
bring it on yourself.

You put that curse on everybody.

You're gonna get blamed for
anything that goes wrong today.

Probably shouldn't have
swiped this, then.

Powell, what are you doing?[laughing]

You know, th-there's a reason
the superstition exists.

You don't
poke the bear.

I grew up with Filipino
titas who were convinced

that any bad thing that happened

was the result of our ancestors

cursing us from the grave.
Know what I learned?

What's that?

That bad luck and superstitions
are all in your head.

OFFICER:
15-Adam requesting additional
units for traffic control.

24-David to
Dispatch...

DISPATCH [over radio]:
All units, we've got a 211

in Van Nuys, Calvert and Loma.24-David to...

[indistinct chatter over radio][sighs] 24-David to...

[indistinct chatter over radio]

You deal with that,
I'll deal with that.

POWELL: 24-David
to dispatch.

- Have a TC on Main and Oak.
- DISPATCH [over radio]:
24-David, please repeat.

[sighs]
DISPATCH [over radio]:
Possible 415

in Los Feliz
near the Greek Theater...

Gonna be a long day.

♪

♪

Yes, sir. Copy that.
Loud and clear.

Commander Hicks just instituted
Sepulveda Protocol.

All available SWAT officers
are out on patrol.

He thinks
it'll get that bad?

Last time it happened,

there were riots in
Midtown and Boyle Heights.

City Hall's got
backup generators

to keep the lights
and AC running,

but there's a lot
of folks out there

that ain't gonna have
that same luxury today.

Hicks wanted you
to pick someone else

for the assignment, didn't he?

I know the look when I see it.
It's been pretty much

nonstop since I got here.

Hicks is fine.
Don't worry about it.

USGS confirmed there were
no earthquakes in the area.

Then find out what
knocked the grid offline.

I want updates
every 20 minutes.

People's lives
depend on it, Nick.

Ah, my SWAT babysitters.

Sergeant Harrelson, I've seen
you on the news a few times.

Just doing my job, sir.
This is Officer Devin Gamble.

Now you I don't know.
Been with LAPD long?

Started my career here,

then did a ten-year stint
up in Oakland.

Bet you're glad you're back.

Now that you two are here,
we can get to work.

I've told EMD
I want to hand out water

and emergency supplies
in the areas

affected by the power outage.

Sir, there's an active threat
on your life.

I think it's better
you stay here in City Hall

where we know
it's secure.

Angelenos need help today.

They also need
their mayor alive.

I'll let you in on a dirty
little political secret.

If someone isn't trying
to hurt me,

I'm not doing my job properly.

Besides,

I've got SWAT at my side.

Can't get much safer than that.

Excuse me.

Real glad
to be back.

DISPATCH: Reports
of traffic collisions

in Tarzana at Ventura and Donna,

Tampa and Wells
and Victory at Wilber.

Vandalized fire hydrant
at Hillside and Manor.

We didn't get hit
by that beamer,

so I'd argue
that it was good luck.

Maybe it was a higher power
that was looking out for us.

Or the lucky jade crystal I keep
in my pocket at all times.

That's ridiculous.
Crystals are nonsense.

You draw the line
at crystals,

but buy into chess pieces?

Explain your belief system
right now, please.

Right now, I believe
that I'm driving

for the rest of the day.

For safety.

We can't move three blocks

without responding
to a radio call, anyway.

DISPATCH: All units,
armed robbery reported

in the 1000 block
of La Brea Avenue.

Suspects are two Hispanic males.

Five feet, eight inches tall,

carrying baseball bats.

One suspect wearing
lime-green Jordan sneakers.

Lime-green Jordans?

Subtlety's a lost art.

All right. We'll head
back towards La Brea,

roll the side streets.
Maybe we'll get lucky.

God bless whoever
invented the bikini top.

TAN: Hey, watch
- out, watch out!
- Hey, hey, hey!

You can't just

run in front of
the car like that.

Look, man. My baby's missing.

All right?
I can't find Jimmy John.

Can you describe the child?

Wait. Jimmy John's a snake?

Yeah, he's a snake.
Been together for ten years.

Sir, you need to call
Animal Control, not LAPD.

Why can't y'all help?

One, it's not our department.

Two, I don't like snakes,
especially big ones.

That's racist, man.

Man, how can you be
racist against a reptile?

That's racist.

You weren't lying.
Studio City is weird.

When people don't get their
kombucha and wheatgrass shots,

all bets are off.[scoffs]

Excuse me. Officers, I think
you need to do a wellness check

on my neighbor Travis.

His car hasn't moved
in a few days,

and he's not
answering his door.

Are you sure he's not traveling,

- or maybe at a friend's place?
- No.

He's got a young son
who stays with him.

I'm worried about them both,
especially with this heat.

All right, we'll take a look.
Which one's your building?

Right there.

Travis Brown,
this is the LAPD.

Your neighbors are
worried about you.

If you're in there, open up.

Hey, you smell that?

Yeah. Meth.

Travis.

Hey, Travis. Hey, hey,
can you hear me?

Got a real faint pulse.

Yeah, looks like
he was doing goofballs.

25-David, requesting
emergency transport

for an adult male
at 1500 Moorpark.

Apparent drug overdose.

Gonna hit him with Narcan.

ALFARO:
Hey, lady said
he had a kid, right?

TAN:
Yeah.

Police.
Is there anybody in there?

[panting] No.

No, no, no, no, no.

25-David, I need
an additional R/A

to the same address
for a young child,

approximately
four years old.

Very faint pulse.
I need it ASAP!

Hey, hey, wake up, buddy. Hey.

Hey, don't quit on me.

Hey, wake up.

Hey.

Come on, look at me.

Op-- [chuckles]

Hey. All right,
I'm with the police.

We're gonna get you
some help, all right?

Everything's gonna be fine.

TAN:
Need you to sit
down, all right?

TRAVIS:
Nah, I'm good. I'm good.

Pinky promise.

Hey, Al-- Alfaro!

[grunts]

He's just a kid!

- You son of a bitch!
- Hey, Alfaro, man!

Hey. Hey!
Get off me, man.

What the hell?
Stay with the kid!

Get off!

[busy chatter]

CASTRO: The city's
working diligently

to restore power
to citizens.

Meanwhile, I feel
a personal responsibility

to help Angelenos
during this crisis.

I'm a native son.
I grew up here.

Thought you liked
the idealist types like Castro.

You were one yourself.

Was.

A lot can change in ten years.

Are you good?

[sighs] Actually,
no, I'm not.

What the hell am I gonna have
to do to prove myself on SWAT?

Gamble, when I asked you
to come back,

you said
you could deal with it.

I thought I could,
but the hazing,

the endless comments,
the side-eyeing...

Not sure it's worth it.

Wait, hold up.

That silver pickup
truck on the corner,

does that look
familiar to you?

I thought I saw it
drive by a while back.

Couldn't see the plates.

- You think it's Kang?
- I'm not sure.

But we should get Castro
back to City Hall to be safe.

CASTRO:
Thank you so much.

Sir, we need to think about
getting you back inside.

There's still two pallets
of supplies to distribute.

Protecting you
out here in public

is making our job
a lot harder, sir.

Whoa.

Oh, whoa, whoa.[cries out]

- CASTRO: Easy.
- GAMBLE: Hey.

I got you,
I got you.

We need you over here.
Come on. Let's get right here.

He's got a rapid pulse,

skin's burning up.

It's probably
heat stroke.

Let's get him in the shade.

We got to cool him down.
Call it in.

26-David.
Got an adult male

with signs of heat stroke
near 3400 Boyd.

Requesting an R/A.

CASTRO:
- Excuse me. Excuse me, excuse me.
- HONDO: Mayor, Mayor!

- Gamble, go with him. Go.
- Got it.

CASTRO:
- Everybody back up, please.
- GAMBLE: Watch out.

CASTRO:
Back up.
Everybody back up, please.

- Here you go. Back up, please.
- REPORTER: Mr. Mayor,

just tell us a
little bit more... CASTRO: Back up.

This man needs space
and privacy.

Please back up.

[Castro speaking Spanish]

REPORTER 2:
How long are the citizens going
to be without power, sir?

Is he gonna be okay?

Yeah, I think so.
EMTs are on the way.

[gurney rattling]

EMTs got the kid stabilized.
He'll be okay.

You want to tell me what the
hell you were thinking in there?

I wasn't.

Guess I just snapped.

Well, that'll sound great
in the incident report.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up.

Before I joined Long Beach SWAT,

I worked at Juvenile
Investigation Division.

Okay? I worked
with a lot of kids

who had deadbeat parents
like Travis.

And most of those kids
ended up in the streets,

in prison, or dead.

When I saw that kid...

caged up like a damn zoo animal,
I just lost it.

The kid's dad deserved
worse than he got.

But we can't be
the ones to do it.

I got to include it
all in the report.

Oh, come on, man.
Cut me some slack.

That kid's
barely alive.

Oh, this is BS.

[scoffs] Swear to God.

How does anyone have the energy

to go on a robbery spree
in this heat?

I'd get it if they
stole ice cream,

but sneakers
and Dodgers hats?

I don't know. Some people
are just compelled

to take things they shouldn't.

Was that a dig?

Depends. You gonna hit me
with one of your crystals?

If I can find one big enough.

Hey, check it out.

Lime-green Jordans.
It's the armed robbery suspects.

Almost too easy.24-David to Dispatch.

Visual on our 411 suspects,
1600 block of Gower.

[over car megaphone]:
LAPD. Stay where you are!

[siren chirping]

I got Jordans.

[siren wailing]

Hey!

[tires squeal]

DEACON:
End of the line.

[groaning]

[both grunting]

[zip ties cinching]

30-David.
One suspect in custody.

[honking]

[tires screech, horn honks]

24-David.
Second suspect in custody.

Send transport to the corner
of Selma and Cadden.[tires squealing]

[grunting] Hey.

- Nice grab.
- POWELL: Yeah.

Hey, Powell,
was this gate open?

These substations
are usually very secure.

Wide open.
Didn't see any workers.

Smells like an
electrical fire.

That's det cord.

It's used to trigger
high explosives.

Who's playing
with high explosives

around
electrical transformers?

Clear.

DEACON:
The control box
has been sabotaged.

SoCal Water and Power
never reported this.

Think it might be
- an inside job?
- Maybe.

One thing's for sure:
these power outages,

they're no accident.

Crippling the power grid
on the hottest day of the year

means someone's
out to cause chaos.

They didn't attack
the power grid on a whim.

Chaos might be a prelude
to something even worse.

Let's move.

I just got off with RHD.

At least three power
substations were sabotaged,

and whoever's behind it

shot and killed a supervisor
in the Encino substation.

Explains why the damage
went unreported.

The cascading grid failure
that followed

must've made it impossible

for the SCWP
to pinpoint

the root cause
of the damage until now.

And the suspects used
strategically-placed C4 charges

at all three substations.

Powerful enough
to blow the control boxes,

but small enough
to go unnoticed by neighbors.

They got access to C4,
were hellbent

on bringing down the power grid.
We need to know why.

The power outage has
most security systems offline.

Could be a robbery crew
going after a big score.

If that's true, there's no
shortage of vulnerable targets:

banks, jewelry stores,
federal buildings.

Well, there's
no way of knowing for sure

until we ID the suspects.

Power substations
usually have security cameras.

Maybe one of
'em got a look

at the suspects
before the power went out?

Run it down,
let me know what you find.

I'll update Hondo and Gamble
on the situation.

You, Deacon, and Powell start
notifying high-value targets

that we may have
a heist crew on the loose.

On it.

Understood, Commander.

The blackout wasn't
an accident.

Hicks says
the grid's under attack.

Think it has anything to do
with the attacks on Castro?

I'm not sure.
It might be something else,

but the mayor's
definitely not safe here.

Sir?

Any update on the man we helped?

He's recovering
at Pleasant Green Hospital.

He'll be fine.

But, Mayor, please,
we really need

to get you back inside.

We know you want to help people.

Been watching you do it all day.

But you being out here

actually puts these people
in more danger.

HONDO:
If you really want

to help them, let us take
you back to City Hall.

You know,

if all officers were
more like you two,

I'd have a lot
less headaches.

Make you a deal.

Give me five minutes to make
sure these folks are okay,

then we go.

Make it three minutes.

Three minutes.

Hey, about earlier--

you're still catching

heat from other SWAT officers?

Hey, Gamble, tell me who it is,
and I'll talk to 'em.

I'll put it to bed.

You don't deserve to take blame
for what your father--

Pickup truck's back.

You stay close
to Castro.

This is the LAPD!

I need you to turn
off that engine

and put your hands
out the window now!

[tires screeching]

Move, move!

Get out of there!
Get out of there, now!

Get down,
get down.

[people shouting, screaming]

Hands on the wheel.
Don't move.

Gamble, Kang's not

in the truck.

[people screaming]

[grunting]

Stay down!

Give me your hands!

Gamble, you good?

I'm good.

Sir, are you okay?

Yeah, I think so.

20-David. We have Kang

and a second assailant
in custody.

[grunting]

Mayor, we are
taking you back

to City Hall right now
until we can verify

there are
no further threats

to your safety.

Let's go.

Hey. Heard you were up here
trying to ID the suspects

behind the blackout.
Need any help?

You can start going through
the Encino substation footage.

I was wrong, you know.

For what I did earlier.

How heated I got.

Had a chance to cool off?

Mostly. You know,

I still can't stop imagining
kicking the crap

out of that guy
for what he did, though.

While back, we had a barricaded
suspect at a trailer park.

Guy was a PCP and heroin addict.

Totally off his rocker.

When we breached,

I found his wife
and one-year-old in a closet.

They'd been locked in there
five days before.

I wanted to bash
that guy's skull in.

But deep down, I knew it
wouldn't make the anger go away.

Sometimes you have to put in

extra work to keep
yourself balanced.

[scoffs] Yeah.

Usually, I work through
that stuff in the gym, but...

wind sprints and pull-ups
just aren't cutting it lately.

I had to change my coping
strategy a couple times.

Started by meditating,

moved on to weight training,

now I play basketball
till I can't feel

my arms and legs.

You know, point is,

you've got to find
an outlet that works,

otherwise the stress of
this job will consume you.

Think I got something.

This van, parked
at the substation...

Can't see the suspects, but
got a clear shot of the plate.

Plates trace back to a Bob Hays
from Bishop, California.

Now, that's up north,
in the Owens Valley.

Bob Hays reported his plates
stolen two weeks ago.

Five other Bishop residents

reported their plates stolen
in the same time frame.

Could be the work
of our suspects.

Let's get a BOLO out on the van
and all six stolen plates.

I'll tell Commander Hicks.

Hey, what you got?

If this blackout's
about pulling off a heist,

these are the most valuable
or at-risk targets.

Whittled it down
to about 100 or so.

Few dozen
cash storage facilities,

high-end art galleries
and museums...

Plus all of Rodeo Drive
and some churches

that store priceless
religious relics.

Reminds me.

Ah.

So it's true.

This thing?

Yeah, the old timers

keep giving me
a hard time about it,

so I'm putting
the damn thing back.

There.

No harm, no foul.

That's not what I hear.

Oh, not you, too.

Stevens said
the bad juju continues

until the game is finished
by the original players.

Oh, come on--I don't want
that mala leche.

Sorry.

This is ridiculous.

To you, maybe.

I'm not taking any chances.

[phone buzzes]

It's Deacon. We're rolling out.

[stammers]
Truly ridiculous.

BOLO hit
on our bombing suspects.

Red light camera spotted the
suspects' van in Toluca Lake.

Any high-value targets
in that area?

No. They're heading into
a residential neighborhood.

So, they attacked the power
grid just to rob a house?

Nah, I'm not buying that.

Think they might be
after a person.

One of SCWP's
lead engineers

lives two blocks away
from the BOLO hit.

Alice Burkes.

She's been an SCWP employee
for over 20 years.

Now, I called her office,
her assistant said

she left work to deal
with an emergency at home.

Could be a target or
an inside man, but either way,

that's where our suspects
are headed.

Deacon and Powell rolled
a few minutes ago.

They're in the area,

but they're gonna
need backup,

so go, go.

Powell.

[quietly]:
30-David to Command.

Signs of forced entry.

Moving inside.

♪

[muffled crying]

Closet only.

WOMAN:
Please, don't hurt me!

I'll do anything you want!

Cops![shrieks]

LAPD! Drop your weapons!

Get her out to the van!

[grunts]

24-David.
Shots fired!

Cover now!

[gunshot][grunts]

DEACON:
Powell!

Hey.

Powell, you good? Talk to me.

I'm good.

Hit me in the vest.

Go. I've got him.

[screaming]

30-David to Command.

Three armed suspects

in our BOLO van with
one female hostage,

fleeing north
on Forman.

Okay.

Now I believe in the curse.

Gamble staying
with the mayor?

Until we get an all-clear
from the brass.

These the suspects who attacked
the power substations?

And shot Powell while
abducting an SCWP engineer.

Now, all four are
from the Owens Valley.

And plaintiffs in

a very prolonged lawsuit

against SoCal Water and Power
over water rights.

Now, they've battled the utility
in court for almost a decade,

alleging
extensive corruption, theft,

malfeasance
by the SCWP employees

against the Owens Valley
and its residents.

Well, SCWP's got a pretty
dicey history with that area.

The battle of water
and L.A.'s right

to claim it goes back 100 years.

I think we could be looking
at another chapter

in that storied history.

I mean, these guys
clearly got a vendetta.

The question is,
what's their endgame?

Well, they took down the power
grid and kidnapped an engineer.

That tells me they need access
to a secure location.

I'll get on the phone
with the head of the utility

and see what their most
vulnerable sites are.

In the meantime, let's hope
Deacon and Powell can get

Ricky Lawson to cough up
something about their plans

before this gets even worse.

Los Angeles has stolen our land
and water for decades.

DEACON:
It's not stolen.

The city has
compensation agreements in place

with the Owens Valley.

Agreements that destroy
people's lives!

My father built and ran a
hardware store in my hometown.

Had to lease the land from your
utility company, despite L.A.

being 250 miles away.

Couple years ago,
when he wanted to retire,

SCWP said he wasn't allowed

to sell or transfer
the property lease.

Can you believe that?

His own business.

What did he do?

Well, he had two choices.

Stop paying and risk eviction

or return the land
to its original state.

He demolished everything

he'd built over 30 years.

Razed his own legacy
to the ground

and died of a broken heart.

We're sorry that happened
to your father,

but you can't take your anger
out on innocent people.

Entitled Angelenos
who steal and hoard

our water
are not innocent.

And now they'll pay.

Some of the water gets misused,
I'll give you that.

But a vast majority of it

is an essential service
for survival.

Yeah, well, they should've found
a different way

to get L.A. its water,

'cause now you're all gonna
drown in your own greed.

We're running
out of time and resources.

Tell me you made some headway.

Ricky Lawson seems
obsessed with water,

so I think the remaining
three suspects are looking

to sabotage
a major L.A. water source.

So they knocked out the power,

leaving the water systems
vulnerable.

Exactly. SoCal Water
and Power reassigned

their personnel
to fix the grid.

By doing that, they
left key water systems

operating with skeleton crews.

Okay, but there's dozens
of filtration plants,

pumping stations, reservoirs
throughout the city.

Not to mention
the L.A. aqueduct.

So what part of the water system
are they going after?

If they wanted
to blow the aqueduct,

they could've done that anywhere

between Santa Clarita
and the Owens Valley.

They want to do
something here in L.A.

to make a statement.

Well, Hank Fonda owns
a demolition company.

He'd have access
to high explosives.

And any statement
they make could result

in a catastrophic loss of life.

Just did a deep dive
on Alice Burkes,

the engineer they abducted.

She was recently promoted

to lead the Hollywood
Reservoir Restoration Project.

Hollywood Dam.

That holds two billion
gallons of water,

and its security systems
could've been

compromised by the blackout.

If they blow that dam,
all of Hollywood washes away.

People, buildings,
historic landmarks...

Thousands of lives
lost and billions

of dollars in damage.
It's the perfect

- target for these suspects.
- Go.

I'll have patrol start

evacuating the area
below the dam.

♪

[siren wailing]

60 seconds out!

All right, the Hollywood
Dam is massive.

It's a quarter-mile wide,

runs five levels deep
underground.

Looks like a maze
- of tunnels in there.
- HONDO: It is.

We'll go top to bottom,
close the net.

Think they'll try
to blow a hole

through the dead center
of the dam?

Few strategically-placed
charges is more likely.

And that kidnapped engineer
will know

exactly where to place them.

Let's just hope the suspects
haven't had time

to set the charges.

Otherwise, anything downhill

of the dam gets washed away.

- Including us.
- All right, here we go!

[geese honking]

[siren wailing]

We got one security guard down
at the entrance to the dam.

Deacon, Tan, go right.

[woman groaning]

HONDO: Migo,
check her out.

Help's on its way.
What happened?

They wanted me to shut down
the dam's safety system.

They sh-shot me when I said no.

20-David, requesting
emergency transport

for one female victim,

GSW to the abdomen.

Which way did the men go, ma'am?

- Sarge, she's out.
- TAN: Hondo!

Migo, get her to safety.
Powell, let's go.

What do you got, Deac?

The whole dam could blow
at any second.

Can you disarm it?

It'll take time we don't have.
They're using a blasting box.

It holds the switches that
triggers the C4 remotely.

It's usually a-a small, brightly
colored construction case.

All right.
We got to find it ASAP.

Deacon and Tan,
clear level three.

Powell, you're with me
on the lower levels.

Let's move.

♪

30-David. Shots fired!

Third level, east side.
Visual on all three suspects.

Keep them busy!

I'll go set the final charges.

Tan. I'm banging it.

[groans]

Drop the weapons!

Two suspects down.

30-David.

Last suspect is headed
to the lower levels.

Let's move.

Powell, we got to split up
to cover more ground.

- Go left. Watch your six.
- Roger.

POWELL:
24-David.

Suspect is on the bottom level,

easternmost corner.

He has the blast box.

[device beeps]

POWELL:
Hondo, I have no clear
line of sight on this level.

POWELL:
I can't get a shot.

Damn it, it's no good.

He's gonna blow the dam.

[gunshots][grunts]

20-David. Last suspect down.

We're Code 4.

♪

You okay?

Dinged my elbow pretty
good down in the dam,

covered in six different
layers of sweat

and I've got this
vengeful chess curse

hanging over my head.
So, yeah, I'd say peachy.

Maybe you should buy
more crystals.

I will hit you.[chuckles] Okay.

Fair enough.

Listen, um, curse or not...

...when you got shot, uh,

my heart just dropped
down to my shoes.

I was supposed to have your six.

Deacon, don't do that.

Neither of us saw the shooter.

You couldn't have done
anything differently.

Doesn't change
how it feels, though.

If that bullet had been
one inch higher...

I'm just glad you're okay.

Me, too.

I'm gonna shower now.

Rid myself of this curse
once and for all.

Thank you.

- You good?
- Yeah.

HICKS:
Alfaro just called
from the hospital.

Alice Burkes lost
a lot of blood,

but the bullet missed
her vital organs,

so she's gonna pull through.

Good, good.

And, uh, bomb squad,
they cleared the rest

of the C4 charges at the dam.

There was enough
explosive material there

to blow that thing twice over.

- Close call.
- Yeah.

A little too close.

On the upside, we won't need
a canoe to get home tonight.

[chuckles]
Annie and the kids okay
with the blackout?

In the Valley?
In this heat, with no AC?

[chuckles]
No. Annie did offer them
a payoff, though.

If they're good and they limit
their complaining,

they get to polish off

the half-melted ice cream
in the freezer.

Nice.

Shift change will be
happening soon,

so we'll get you home
for some Rocky Road.

Hondo and Gamble are
wrapping up at City Hall

as we speak.

HONDO: The mayor's
in the clear now.

Patrol ID'd the truck
driver as Jeff Wright,

Paul Kang's brother-in-law.

Brass said they acted alone,

and there's no other active
threats to Mayor Castro.

[sighs]
You did really
good work today, Dev.

Why me?

What do you mean?

You had carte blanche to fill

the open roster
spot on 20-Squad.

You could've picked
anyone and you chose me.

I need to know why.

Do you remember
that shootout down on Hoover,

about 12 years back?

Bunch of One-Niners tried
to blast their way

out of a barricade.

There was an elderly woman
a few doors down.

Couple Niner bullets went
through her window and scared

- the hell out of her.
- Mrs. Blake.

- Mm-hmm.
- One of the bullets
shattered an urn

with her husband's ashes in it.

And you went and got
that urn replaced for her,

on your own dime.

Just seemed like
the right thing to do.

That's why I picked you.

[scoffs]

Because I bought an urn?

Come on, give it to me
straight, Hondo.

Gamble, I picked you
because you care.

The deck's been stacked
against you forever.

You are a Black,
female officer.

That already ain't easy.

You come from a family
of crooks and shady characters.

Your father killed a cop.

But you don't let any of that

affect your work.

Despite the pressure
or the scrutiny,

you walk a just path.

You keep your head down

so you can help people
who need and deserve it.

It's rare to be
a badass with empathy.

[sighs]

I'm not really sure what to say.

You don't have to say anything.

Just stay

and keep doing your thing.

♪

[inhales]

Any day now, guys.

I would love to put this
whole curse thing to bed.

[shushes]

You can't rush brilliance.

Screw it.

What'd I say about talking?

[whispers indistinctly]

Checkmate.[claps]

Hallelujah.
Game over,

bad juju gone.

I'm never going near
this stupid chess set again.

OFFICER:
There we go.

[chuckles]

Tan, hold up.

I read your incident log.
You didn't report me. Why?

Because some days on this job
just flat out suck,

and I wouldn't want
my worst days to define me.

I'm giving you a second chance.
Just don't blow it.

I appreciate it.

Really.

Checked in with Social Services.

Kid's aunt's gonna take him in,
make sure he recovers.

[sighs]
How you doing?

Eh, still pretty pissed off
but working through it.

Figured I'd get

a beer at Jimmy's,

pin this jerk's face up,
and throw darts at it

till I can't feel my arms.

- Any interest?
- Hey, you got an
extra copy for me?

- You know it.
- CABRERA: Hey!

Did you say you're
going to Jimmy's?

I'd kill for a cold beer
and a corndog right now.

Well, come on.
More the merrier.

- Are we sure the bar is open?
- Jimmy's never closes, but...

if they are closed,
we're blaming you.

[chuckles]
Fact.

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