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What is wrong
with you? Aah!

Your own
damn fault!

You want sympathy?
Now you have to make it
look worse than it is.

Nothing to say?

Screw you!

Stop. I will call
the cops again!

What's that for?

It's to protect us.

But… I… I need
your help, okay?

Stand right over there
and call him
a coward, okay?

No. He'll hurt us.

Not anymore.
Just do it.

Why? I'm scared.

Don't be, baby.

Just trust me, okay?

Now, do it.

You're a coward!

What the hell
did you say?

What the hell
did you just say to me?

It's just
you and me now.

Now, listen real close.

All you have to do is
tell them he came at you.

Okay?

Okay, just tell them
he came at you.

And we're both gonna
be okay, Jimmy.

We're both
gonna be okay.

Jimmy?

Hey.
Thanks for coming.

Yeah, of course, Mom.

Everything's still on track
for next week, right?

Well, okay,
here's the thing.

The city housing
and the job

that my parole officer
hooked up for me,
I declined it.

Why?

Because I don't want
to live all the way
in Long Beach.

You know? And…
And work at a food bank.

I wanna stay with you
and work near you.

You can make that
happen, right?

Yeah. I just…

Sit down for a sec.

I, uh…

I just have one of the guys
staying at my place.

I'd have to kick him out.

Yeah, I'm… I'm sorry.
I know that. I just…

I'm really in a jam.

Jimmy, I really need you
to come through for me,
or they…

They're not gonna
finalize my parole,
and I'll be stuck here.

Honey, after 18 years,
I'm gonna need some help.

Okay. Listen,
don't worry.

I'm gonna
take care of it.

We'll get you a gig
somewhere near me,

start you off
on the right foot. Okay?

It's gonna be fine.

Sorry.

It's fine.

I'm really sorry, Ma.
I… I got to go.

I worry about you,
sweetie.

Well, I think, for this call,
it's the other guys got
to worry what's coming.

Come here.
Mmm.

I'll tell you more when
we finally get you
out of here.

Love you.
I love you more.

A lot of people were
surprised to hear

that you were
writing a memoir at
this stage of your life.

It's not a sign
that you're stopping, is it?

No, not anytime soon.

A lot of people keep asking me
what keeps me motivated…

25-David, your move.

Roger that.

And wherever
you happen to be living.

Doing what I do,
I have to constantly
be moving, yes.

Now, The Toll of Truth
is dedicated to all

the brave whistleblowers
you've worked with.

What?

I don't speak Japanese.

Yeah. Neither do I.

I would argue the world needs
brave people more than ever.

And what's your
next big expose
about, Irina?

I wish I knew.
Um, I'm just here getting
some sun in Los Angeles.

Thank you for being
with us today.

26-David, target
is in motion.

Hey, guys, we got some room
service for Irina Zemanova.

She said it should be waiting
for her when she gets back.

Room service?
Did you know about this?

Back up
into the elevator.

You heard what the man said.
Let's go.

In the elevator.
No one needs to get hurt.

We're just going
for a little ride.

Thank you so much.

Thank you all for coming.

Thank you.

30-David, target is
moving up the stairs.

Losing visual.

Accompanied by two bodyguards.
That's her personal detail.

24-David, here we go.

Target's all yours once
we secure the elevator bank.

Event security,
ladies and gentlemen.

Authorized personnel only
beyond this point.

What happened to Edgar?

He was supposed
to meet me here.

Yeah, he's not answering
his radio.

Kofi and Denis are gone.
What's going on?

We should take the service
elevators to be safe.

It's you.

Was all that
really necessary?

I tried convincing you last
week before you got here,

but you still thought
your guys
were better than us,

so I had no choice but
to show you that they weren't.

Plus, one of the
guys on your team

just deposited $100,000
in a Swiss bank account,

which makes me wonder
if someone's paying him
to turn on you.

I don't want your help.

We managed just fine
in Rio and in Bruges.

You got lucky in Rio,
and people still got hurt.

Whoever's coming after you
doesn't give a damn
about collateral damage.

And since you're here
in Los Angeles
for the next 37 hours,

the mayor's made it my job
to keep you
and this city safe until then.

What exactly has
the CIA told you?

They can't operate within
U.S. borders, so they have
local police do the job.

What do they say?
I've been told

there could be an attempt on
your life here in Los Angeles.

You know, maybe pissing off
oligarchs, money launderers,

and drug kingpins
by publishing
their dirty little secrets

has its drawbacks.

Maybe I enjoy getting under
the skin of powerful men.

You know, I give you props
for your bravery. I do.

But right now,
you're my problem.

So why don't you just let us
stash you at S.W.A.T. HQ

until your plane
takes off tomorrow?
No, thanks.

Where I come from, the cops
are worse than the criminals.

I understand that mentality,
but we're not where
you come from.

If I agree to
your protection,

freedom of movement laws say
you have to accompany me,

not the other way
around, right?

I have to meet a source
for a story, privately.

You said onstage you're
just here to get some sun.

Well, I guess
I lied, didn't I?

Where's this meeting?

In the cafe downstairs.

And I can't have you and
your army scaring him off.

Okay, I'll tell you what,
you cooperate with us

and I'll put on
my friendly face.

Luca, I got to talk
to you about something.

Look, if it has to do
with eating your leftovers,

don't worry, I was gonna
go out and buy some
ground beef today.

No, it's…

I actually need you to find
another place to stay, man.

For real? Nah,
you're just messing
with me.

I'm not.

I need you out by
the end of the week.

This week?

Dude, you're the one
who took me in when
I needed a place.

Talk about short notice.

So, what, your girlfriends can
kick you out with no warning,
but not me?

That's a low blow, man.

You're bringing up a lot
of relationship pain for me.

I'm sorry.
It's just…

Man, it's been six months.

I thought
you crashing was,

like, temporary
until you found a place.

But we haven't even finished
our Call of Duty campaign.

Are we just gonna leave it
at 56% complete?

All right. Straight up…

I need
the place for my mom.

She's getting
paroled next week,

and I got to
make space for her.

I hear you. Got you.

Family comes first.

Thanks, man. I…

All clear up ahead, Hondo.

Appreciate
you understanding.

How do you communicate
with this source?

With a Linux terminal
on a secure Nmap.

And a burner phone.

So there's no way
for anyone to track you?

I know how dangerous
mistakes are.

My fiance was killed
three years ago
because of a story

we were working on
together in Minsk.

I get it, Hondo.
Okay, okay, okay.

I heard about that.

But that's why you need
to trust me to do whatever
it takes to keep you safe.

The man who shot him
was a mole working
for the government,

telling me the same things
you're telling me now.

That is not gonna
happen here, Irina.

You have my word.

Okay, Hondo.

I'm willing to trust you.

I'll cooperate.
Good.

All right, listen,
we're gonna be rotating
two three-man teams,

day and night,
for the next
36 hours and 14 minutes,

when I can put you
on your plane myself.

What's your
source look like?

I don't know.
Never met him before.

Online, he goes
by Shaolin.

And you trust him?

Whistleblowers risk more
than the journalists
protecting them.

The important thing
is that he trusts me.

Luca, take the left side.
Street and I got the right.

So, I hear you're
finally kicking Luca out.

Well, it's been six months.
Think I've done my time.

I heard your mom's
getting paroled, too.

Street, are you sure
you don't want to maintain
a little distance?

I mean,
just to start?

I hope your mom
can turn things around, and
I'm not saying she can't…

I don't really
have a choice here.

I'm the only family
she's got.

Hondo, I got it
under control.

Street, I got to say it.
I think her living with you
is a bad idea.

What, 'cause you still think
that she filed that misconduct
charge against you?

I explained that.

That was just
some other woman in prison
trying to impress her.

She had no idea.

So, look, either
I help her out,
or she stays locked up.

And I can't have that.

Street, I love my mom,
too, so I understand.

I just don't want this
impacting you or S.W.A.T.

It won't.

I got friends I can call.

We can pull some strings
and get her in a good
halfway house in Reseda.

That'll give her
the space she needs

to find herself,
solidify parole
and give you peace of mind.

Let me give it
some thought, okay?

All right.

Hold up, hold up.
Where's she going?

Where's she going?
She's on the move.

Luca, she's on the move.

Excuse me,
excuse me. Excuse me.
Out of the way.

Excuse us. Move, move, move.

Excuse me, excuse me.
Move aside. L.A.P.D.

Move, move, move.

Door's locked.
She's gone.

She planned it.

I figured she might
pull a stunt like this,
so I had this pre-loaded.

You see her?

Right there. Right there.
Outdoor cafe.

Police! Everybody down!

Stay down.

Stay down!

Get up! Up.

On the ground.

Miss, come
here! Come here!

Get out of the car!
Move!

Move!
Get out!

Get out!

You okay? You sure?

This is 20-David to Control.
I need an R/A at location.

I got two victims
with injuries, one
suspect in custody.

Be advised, another suspect
last seen in a dark green Jeep
headed west on Hewitt.

All right, sit down.
Sit down. Sit tight.

Help's on the way, okay?
Okay.

This is all on you.

I can explain.
Oh, and you will.

Back at
S.W.A.T. headquarters.

You just made yourself
a witness to a crime,

so now I decide
where you go.

You made your play.

Now I'm gonna make mine.

The mayor's curious
how a public cafe was shot up
with two civilians injured.

In case you're wondering, yes,
she did say the word
"curious" sarcastically.

She wants
things locked down.

Tell the mayor I'm
the one to blame
for Irina slipping away.

That's not the way
it works, Hondo.

We all take responsibility.

But we can't
let anything else
happen to Irina,

or have any other
collateral damage.

We don't wait
for these shooters
to attack again.

We need to track
them down first.

We're canvassing
security cameras,

trying to find the stolen Jeep
the other suspect stole.

The guy we have in custody
might be able to help us
ID him.

Well, so far he isn't talking,
and Irina's
keeping quiet, too.

I'm gonna get answers.
Trust me.

The people who are hurt,
are they going to be okay?

What,
you mean the two women
in the ER right now?

Yeah, they'll live.

But you pretty much
ruined their week.

I thought we were
on the road
to trusting each other.

Guess you lied
about that, too.

My source would have panicked
if he saw you all there.

I had to go alone.

I have to leave here.

Try another one, lady.

You want me
to tell the whole world
you put a foreign journalist

under house arrest?

I thought this was L.A.,
not Moscow.

Local laws
say I can keep you here

for 12 hours
as a material witness.

That's the new plan.
Get used to it.

You're no different
than the other police.

Using guns
to get your way.

The difference is,
I'm trying to
keep you alive.

This Russian cat
we have in custody,

he's got no records,
no history.

He's a ghost.

So what's he doing, Irina?

Is he here trying to kill you
for something
you've already written,

or something
you're about to write?

What is this story
that you're working on?

I can't tell you.

I have to protect my source
until I publish it.

Okay, fine.
Fine, then you're
gonna sit right here.

Let me know if you need
a book to read or something.

I've been working
for the last nine months
on a story

about some
very powerful people
from Russia

who are trying to smuggle
machine guns

and fully automatic
rifles into the U.S.

Why?

Why? What's the endgame?

Money?
No.

They want to dump
them here for free.

They want Americans
killing each other

like people did
in Ukraine, Georgia, Syria.

They plan to start
in Los Angeles,
then other big cities.

Over 50,000
assault weapons.

The first shipments
are already on their way.

Do you know how
they're moving them here?

No. I need to get
to my source to get
the information.

Look, the first meeting
was to build trust.

If I don't meet
with Shaolin today,

he'll get scared and
go back into hiding.

And then we'll never find out
how these guns
are being moved here.

I tried a little Russian
in Google Translate,
but he still hasn't bitten.

He definitely
understands English.

Every time I say the words,
"You suck at your job…"

See? He twitches.

Engraving in Cyrillic
on his ring means "Pavel."

I guess it's his name.

If you're a foreign spy
or wanted by Interpol,

you'll be looking
at federal prison for life,

unless you start talking
and tell us who hired you.

Or we can hand you over
to the CIA.

Let them deal with you.

What isn't the CIA
telling us, Agent Bishop?

We told you there
might be a hit on your
journalist here in L.A.

That's all we're
at liberty to say.

For deniability, fine.

But why isn't
Homeland Security
or the FBI involved?

Because now I know
this is bigger
than you led us to believe.

The same Russians who
tried to kill Irina

in Rio and Bruges are
coming after her here.

A lot of chatter
is telling us
the Russians

are pulling out all
the stops this time.

Maybe that has something
to do with whatever story
she's working on.

Do you know anything
about guns

being smuggled
into the country?
No.

We think our suspect
in custody

is a professional
Russian mercenary.

No files on him anywhere,
but we think his name
is Pavel.

What makes you say that?

The engraving
on his ring.

Does he wear it on
his right thumb?
Yeah.

Does that
mean something?

Means Pavel's
the name of his handler.

That ring is a membership band
for a bathhouse in Mid-City.

But he's not
Russian intelligence,

or you could have
picked him up.

All right, now that we're
out in the open about this,
you should know.

There's a nest here
in L.A. of ex-KGB agents

who have strong connections
with Russian oligarchs
and weapons dealers.

That bathhouse is probably
a place where the guy
you got in custody

and others like him meet
with their handler.

Now, we've been
casing them for years,

but never gotten
enough evidence
to make any arrests.

Now, with his mercs
going after Irina,

maybe you can help us out
in that department.

Because S.W.A.T.
going after him
makes it appear

like a local crime,
giving the CIA cover.

Listen, fact is, you getting
evidence on their handler

gives you the Russians
trying to kill Irina.

Hey.
Hey.

You know why, uh, Cortez
ordered us into civvies?

Not yet.

I, um…

I heard you kicked Luca
out of your place.

I know your mom's
getting paroled.

There's got to be a lot
weighing on you, Street.

It's nothing
I can't handle.
Right.

'Cause you remember
when we both got reprimanded
when you went off-case

and you beat up that dude
for her? 'Cause I do.

Look, someone getting out
of jail seems straightforward,
but it changes your life, too.

I can keep trouble away
from my mom.

I got you, but will she keep
trouble away from you?

Hey, guys. Short notice,
I know, but, uh,
I need a place to stay.

Street kicked me out.
Any takers?

Well, you know I got
three kids, but, uh, yeah.

If you want to
share a bedroom

with a colicky baby,
be my guest.
I'm open to it.

I'll have to
ask Annie.

What about you?

Uh, no.
Bonnie would hate me.

Who's Bonnie?

The girl I've been dating.
I've mentioned her.

She kind of stays
at my place now.

Sort of getting serious.
Sorry, man.

All right, I'll figure
something else out,
thanks.

If we don't find that guy
a place to live,

he's gonna home-invade
one of us.

Tell me about it.

According to the CIA,
our shooter's handler
is Pavel Nobokov,

AKA "Melvin Norwood."

The data files in his
air-gapped laptop

should hopefully get us
to the other shooters

going after Irina,
and the money men trying
to smuggle guns into L.A.

Now, sealed warrant depends on
us downloading his hard drive

and getting out clean.
No margin for error.

So if we get caught, it's
an international incident,
I'm guessing.

Pissed off congressmen,
a lot of people screaming?

I'd really hate to
disappoint a politician,

but our main concern
is ex-KGB agents,
who are going to be on-site.

And these guys are pros,
so we need to go in stealth.

Hence the civvies.
Yeah.

That's, like, a real outfit
you're proud to wear, Street?

I don't have time to explain
style to you, Tan.

I'm assuming that
going in there

and distracting the
target's my job, right?

Actually, no.
Membership's men only.

Typically, the strong
and silent type, so…

Time to get your
sneak on, Deac.

Good afternoon.

Uh, welcome.

Uh, write your name, please.

We're in.

He's with me.

All right,
locker room's empty

and the receptionist
is double checking.

I'm cutting the power now.
Uh-oh.

Hope no one's in the middle
of drying their hair.

Okay, four minutes until
DWP reroutes power

to the backup
circuit breaker.

Should be enough time
to download the files,

assuming you can keep
the target engaged.

All right, target last seen
in the sauna room.

Hondo, the receptionist
is heading your way.

What's going on
with the power?

We've got rolling blackouts,
miss, I'm sorry.

We're doing
the best we can.

It might be a little quicker
if we could get to your
fuse box.

It's in the
back hallway.

Okay, I'll be there
in a second. Thank you.

Tan.

You can tell your clients
it'll be about five minutes
or ten.

No more than ten.

I'll let you know
if I need 15.

Street.
We've got eyes again.

All right,
we're back in business.

I got it.

Whew!

Deacon's in the sauna
with the target.

Luca, you're clear. Move in.

You're looking for Norwood.

You got approximately
two minutes.

That's some great ink.
Tell me you know an artist
on the west side.

Of Moscow, yes.

Do I know you?
No. I usually come mornings.

Me, too.

This is late for me.

All right, I'm starting
the download now.

Looks like we've got info
on Melvin's shooters
and a whole lot more.

You got two minutes
till power changeover.

I'm gonna need more time.

I can hold
the circuit breakers
for the building, Luca,

but the rest of the block
will be online.

I'm going
as fast as I can.

The block's
coming back on now.

The receptionist
is clocking it.

Just stay the course.
You hear me? Stay the course.

Okay, we've got 30%
and counting.

Hey.

You're, uh,
Melvin, right?

Yes.

Now, who's asking?
Who are you?

Just a friend of a friend.

Yeah?

Where did you
get this ring?

You got to earn it,
don't you?

The rest of the
block has power, why not here?
What's going on?

I still need to reset
your fuses, ma'am.

We're close.

There we go.

They got eyes
on you, Luca.

I'm only at 60%.

If you could just sign
right here, please.

Done.

Thank you for
your patience.

You know my name,
but I never gave
you that ring.

Tell me your name.

Dmitri.

Deacon, Luca's clear.
Get out of there.

I'll be right back.

(RECEPTIONIST AND GUARD
SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

You okay?
Mmm-hmm.

Your boss okay with you,
you know, stepping away?

Yeah, yeah.

We're rotating teams
and our VIP's back
at HQ, so it's fine.

Jimmy, I am literally
counting the minutes.

I mean, you'd think
after 18 years

that a few more days
would be easy,

but I've never felt
this on edge.

Yeah. Same here, Mom.

And you…
You know, I…

I did want to ask you
if you wanted something

more spacious than just
my living room couch.

One of my colleagues
can pull strings

at some good
sponsored housing
in Reseda.

A halfway house, Jimmy.

Well, it's a residence
where there is
a caretaker person

and there's support groups
to help with the transition.

It's a halfway house.

I mean, am I half
your mother?

No, it's just,
it's actually closer

to the job that I'm trying
to get lined up for you.

And this way you'd have
the space you need.

What I need is
to be with my son.

That's what's
gonna help me.

I know.

You're right.

Do you not trust me
out there, Jimmy?

Of course I do, Ma.

What'd we find?
Melvin sent
encrypted text messages

to these four numbers
within minutes
of the attack on Irina.

One of the burner phones
belongs to the guy
you currently have in custody.

Let me guess,
the other one belongs
to the shooter who escaped.

Yep. And the other
two burners probably belong
to a pair of backup shooters.

Now, I've triangulated
the last known
cell phone pings

to see if we can
get a location.

So there's three men
trying to kill me?

Looks like I'm barking
up the right tree.

Don't worry, they can't get
to you as long you're here.

The problem is, Irina has
a speaking engagement tonight
and she can't miss it.

After the speech,

her source is gonna hand out
the final pieces
of information

about the guns
headed to L.A.
No.

Too risky.
Irina is a walking target.

As long as those three
shooters are out there,

everyone around her
is in danger.

Your source can give you
that information when
you're out of L.A.

Captain, if Irina's right
about the assault weapons
coming in,

we don't have
that kind of time.

These guns weren't
on the State Department
radar until now.

The intel looks like
it checks out so far.

Intercepting these weapons
would be huge.

By the time I leave town,
it'll be too late.

Got a ping.

One of our
three burner phones.

All right. Near an industrial
section of Huntington Park,
east of Hope Street.

There's only one
apartment complex nearby.

Tenants.

All with Hispanic names,
except one, Yuri Chernon.

How do you want to do this?
I'll split up my team.

I'll have Deacon and Luca
no-knock the apartment,

and we'll take Rocker
and couple of Mumford's guys
to the event with Irina.

Get them
tac'd up and ready.
I'm going with you.

If we're gonna risk
getting fired,
I'm gonna be there.

One bedroom,
Mar Vista, third floor,
newly carpeted.

Nah, it's not west-facing.

I need to see the sunset.
It soothes me.

All right, well, what about
a deluxe studio in Culver City
one block from downtown?

Fake marble…
That's an HGTV no-no.

Okay. Okay, Luca,
we got you.

Here we go.
One-bedroom loft,

fourth floor,
Hollywood and La Brea,
real marble, west-facing,

and the kicker is…
Fully furnished,

ready to move in this week.
Boom, son.

I don't know, guys.

Look, if it sounds
too good to be true,
it probably is.

Thanks for trying, though.

What's the deal?
It's got everything
he wants.

Luca's a guy who's got
long-term monogamous
relationships that end.

But then he's eventually
bunking with one of us
until he meets a new girl.

And then we're always
telling him

he's moving in
too early, right?

Well, this is
a guy who knows

no place is ever
gonna be good enough,

because he'd have
to be there by himself.

Doesn't want to live alone.
Sounds right.

So what do you suggest
we do about it?

Time to go, Street.

You need help
getting ready or something?

No, I don't need help
getting ready.

But if you could help
Luca find a place,
that'd be amazing.

Yeah, I'm…
I'm working on that.

I know you got
mixed feelings
about your mom,

but just because
she's your mom

doesn't mean you
have to put yourself out.

What if I'm the reason
my mom's in prison?

Your mother
killed your father.
No.

That's why
she's in prison.

No, my father was on track
to kill both of us.

Eventually.

But my mom just…

She just stopped him
from getting there.

Twelve jurors
saw it differently.

Yeah, but that's because
she had me lure him
into my bedroom

to set him up,
and then she shot him,

and she told me
to tell the cops that
he just came after me.

But you couldn't lie for her.
No, because in my mind,
what she did wasn't wrong.

She was protecting us.

She was protecting me.

And I just trusted one cop
enough to tell the truth.

Buck.

And I don't know why,
for some reason,

it was important to me that
he knew what really happened.

My mom,
she saved my life, Chris.

I don't care
what anyone says.
She saved me.

But the D.A. wanted to improve
his conviction rate, so…

I'm the reason my mom spent
18 years in prison.

No.
Yeah.

No.
I could've kept
her out, but…

I betrayed her.

I'm sorry,
this isunprofessional.

No, it's not.

Listen.

I don't like
opening up, either,

but it's good to
do it sometimes.

Thanks for trusting me.

I can't even imagine what
that must have been like.

All I know is that it's made
you who you are today,

which is somebody I would
trust my life with.

And look…

Cards up, I, uh,
I went and I read
the court transcripts

of your mom's case.

And maybe what she did
was the right thing to do.

But making you
a part of it wasn't.

Meet you outside.

Thanks.
I'll be right there.

Irina?

All right, listen.
Chris, Street and I
are gonna be just offstage,

literally waiting
in the wings.

You nervous?

About someone
trying to kill me?

You're not going
to let that happen.
Hmm.

Now, giving a speech in front
of hundreds of people, it's…

Trust me. Public speaking
is not my thing, either.

That's what
you're scared of?

You risk your life every day
for people you
don't even know.

How can you do that
and not be afraid?

I just know
it needs to be done.

We need to protect those
who can't protect themselves,
make sure they have a voice.

I think you and I
both know what it's like
not to have one.

Give me two!
Two!

Closet only!

The rich and the powerful
count on us being cowards,
being afraid.

But the more we stand up,
the more they have to listen.

And the more power
we take from them.

Closet only.
Two, two.

Bathroom only.

It's not too late
to fight back.

We all have an obligation
to do our part.

Thank you.

Subject's moving
off stage right.

20-David, you have eyes.

It was a brave speech.
Just doing my part.

My source texted
that he'd find me

before I get to
the green room.

We love you!

That means he could be
anyone in here. Hey.

Take it easy.
Take it easy.

Irina, please sign my book?

Irina, this has to be quick.

It's okay.

30-David.
Suspect's apartment's clear.

No sign of our guy.

But he did leave
some goodies behind.

One at a time.
One at a time.
Take it easy now.

Guys, step back.

Ma'am, excuse me.
Step back, please.

One at a time. Easy.

Hey, bud, you got to wait
back in the press section.

Oh, I'm sorry.
Just want to get
a question in really quick.

Now is not a good time.

Would you sign
my book, please?

Looks like
our guy's a cooker.

One at a time.
One at a time.
Take it easy now.

One at a time!
Guys, step
back here!

No pushing. No pushing.
Step back, guys.

One at a time.

Easy.

(INDISTINCT
OVERLAPPING CHATTER)

25-David, I got press
going behind stage left.
Let's check 'em out.

51-David, get the two side.
I'll take the four.

Step back, please.

Could you sign this, Irina?

The suspect left
acetaminophen,
caffeine pills,

aspirin and a prosumer
chem lab behind.
Back up. Back up.

Luca also found QL
and sulfur in the fridge.

He's making VX poison gas.

D-Team, be advised,
possible biological agents
in close vicinity.

I'll notify Central Division.
We need to lock this
place down.

Irina, that's enough.
That's enough.
Change of plans.

We have to get you to the
green room right now.
Street? Move 'em back! Move!

All right, folks, make a hole.
Back up. Make some space!
Let's go. Back up, people!

We haven't found an activator,
but clearly…

He's weaponizing it.
The only way
they could have gotten it

through security was
if it could pass through
a metal detector.

I'm pretty sure
pens could do that.

Irina, your autograph, please.
Proceeds go to
Operation Underground.

One last thing, Hondo.
This is important.

Please back off, okay?
Back off. Make some room.

Hondo,
we think they're using
pens to hide the VX.

Irina, don't touch that pen!

Street, Street,
get the runner!
Street, the runner!

Chris? Chris?

I got you, Chris. Chris?

Chris? This is 20-David
to Command. Officer down.

Exposure
to biological agent VX.

Be advised. Code 3.
I repeat, officer down.

Deac? Deac, Chris got hit
with the VX.

I need the atropine
in the med cache
out of Black Betty now.

All units be advised, I need
all intersections cleared

from Huntington Park
to downtown,

starting on Western
to Exposition.

Code 3, I need
an R/A at location.

We'll be there in ten, Hondo.
Make it eight,

or she's gone, man.
Tan and Rocker, status.

We found our two backup
shooters. Kitchen has direct
access to the green room.

Give me your hands!

Right side clear.

Let side clear, Hondo.

Got your guy
from the food court, Hondo.

I got the guy
who dosed Chris.

Tan, take him
before I lose it on him.

25-David, all three shooters
are accounted for.

Go. I got this.

Stay in there, Chris. Chris?

You grab my hand,
and you squeeze.

Let's go.
And just
keep squeezing.

Do not stop.
Do not let go.

Deacon, where are you?

We're two minutes out,
Hondo.

Here we go.

Hold on, Chris.
You hear me?
You hold on.

Stay with me, Chris.
I got you. I got you.

I'm right out front.
I got her ready.

All right.
The shot's prepped, Hondo.

Squeeze my hand.
Stay with me.

How long has it been?
Seven minutes and counting.

Chris, hey.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Keep fighting.
Come on, keep fighting.
Come on now, Chris.

Come on. Squeeze, Chris.
Chris! Hey! Chris!

Hey, stay with me.
You're good. You're good.

Let's go! Let's go!
Come on. Come on.

Stay with us, Chris.
Come on now. Let's go! Move!

Give me room! Give me room!
Get out of the way!
Get out of the way!

You got one shot
at the heart, Deac. Come on.

Come on, Chris. Come on.
Come on, Chris.

Come on, Chris.

Come on, Chris.
Breathe. Hey.

There she is.
Oh… Hey.

You scared us.

Don't do that
again, please.

You good?

Stupid question, I guess.

Oh, my God.
Hey, man…

And you thought what
I did was brave.

Hmm. You know, sometimes
I do get scared, Irina.

Seeing Chris like that
was one of them.

Hmm.
They're lucky to have you
as their leader.

No. No. I'm lucky
to have them.

You really think your
source is gonna show up?

I told him I trust you,
and so should him.

I appreciate you
coming around.

I'm sorry for the trouble
I caused you, Hondo.

Let's just hope
it was worth it.

I'm Shaolin…

Your source.

Nice to finally
meet you, Irina.

Federal authorities today

seized an estimated
50,000 guns

originating in Russia.

They were being smuggled
into the country

through an elaborate tunnel
network from Mexico

through the southern border
of California.

Intelligence officials…

So glad the CIA is
getting credit for such
a righteous bust.

Four Russians in custody,
a list of ex-KGB agents
snooping around in L.A…

The CIA wants me to
tell you, unofficially,
we've made them very happy.

So, I heard Chris got out
of the hospital already?

Yeah, she did.
And she's good.

Actually,
she's back to her old ways.

Look, Luca, you got to
sleep somewhere tonight,

and if you say no
to this place,
you'd be breaking a law.

To prevent that, we put down
the first month's deposit.

You what? Guys, I…

We know you don't like
living alone, Luca,

so we fixed it.
Luca!

Meet your
new roommate.

Say what?

Whose dog is this?
Yours.

Hey…

Meet Duke.
Recently retired from duty.

My friend Joe,
with Riverside PD,
offered him up.

He's gonna need
a new home, too.
Seriously, guys?

Yep. And, your
new place takes pets.
Hey.

You shouldn't have.

Aw.

Hey, uh, Hondo.

What's up, kid?

I, uh… I just wanted
to say thank you

for offering to pull some
strings for my mom.

Of course.
I'm happy to do it.

But, uh, she's gonna
stay with me.

So… It's all good.

All right.

Yeah. Thanks, man.
Yeah.

Irina.

So, I hear your guards
have a good advance plan
for Manila.

That's more like it.

They know they've got
a tough act to follow here.

Too bad you're not
coming with me.

No. That sounds tempting,
but duty calls…

Wow. Uh…

What was that for?

I've learned that
life is too short

not to do the
things you want.

Maybe I'll be back
in Los Angeles one day.

Until then,
you stay safe.

Bye.

* I never let
my guard go down

* But you messed me up
when you came around

* When the high wore off

* Know you needed space

* But I don't wanna wait

* I don't wanna mistake

* A few thousand miles
and an ocean away

* But I see the sunrise

Let's get out of here.

Yeah?
Yeah.

* As the tears roll by

* Ooh, ooh, ooh…

* I'm helpless
when I'm oceans away

* Ooh, ooh, ooh…

* I'm helpless
when I'm oceans away *