S.W.A.T. (2017) s05e22 Episode Script

Farewell

Previously on S.
W.
A.
T That's a key to this house.
I want us to live together.
What do you say? You just came around to the idea of being a father.
I don't want you to stick around with someone who can't make that happen.
Okay, stop it.
The only reason I thought being a father and having kids made any kind of sense to me is 'cause I get to do it with you.
There is no family without you first.
Mama Pina provides more than shelter.
She provides these women with hope.
You trying to tell me something? Taking over the safe house feels like maybe the change I've been looking for.
I've been terrified of losing myself to the person I'm terrified of losing.
But if we can please try this again, I'd really like that, because I love you.
I love you.
You don't stop, do you? What? I just woke up next to my dream girl.
What more could anyone want? Mm, clothes.
Clearly optional.
I have to go home and change.
I'm not doing the walk of shame into HQ.
I hope it's okay if we can just keep this between us for now.
Man, I hope that's not the sound of regret already.
No.
Not at all.
It's just It's my last day on S.
W.
A.
T.
, and I just don't want it to be all about this, you know? Yeah.
Of course.
Okay, I have to go before Luca sees me.
You know, I think you should be good.
He and Tan were gonna surf Zuma this morning.
Heard him leave before the sun came up.
Hey.
Can't believe it's your last day.
I know.
I mean, I'm not complaining, since it means we get to be together, but 20-Squad is gonna be weird without you.
Oh, yes! It finally happened? Dude, what are you doing home already? Waves were blown out, it sucked, which is totally awesome, 'cause now I am here to witness this.
You got to rein it in, Luca.
I Don't even think about any high fives.
Okay, I can still be happy for you both, though, right? Yes, you can be happy for us, but you got to keep your mouth shut.
At least for today.
Once I'm gone from S.
W.
A.
T.
, you can go nuts.
Bye.
Bye.
This is really happening.
Hey, isn't there some kind rule that says if your proctor is more than 15 minutes late, you don't have to take the test? If you didn't study, just say so.
My apologies.
I know you're stressed enough with finals, you don't need any added drama.
Obviously, I'll add more time at the end of the test to compensate.
Uh, Dr.
Winter, I thought Joseph was supposed to proctor the final.
I'm not at liberty to discuss the details, but I'm afraid Joseph's been dropped from the university's doctoral program.
Wait, why? I can't disclose that.
There was a disciplinary hearing this week, and a decision was made.
We really should get started.
Put your phones away, please.
Joseph, you can't be here.
How about now? Change in plans for the final, everybody.
We're going to do something a little more hands-on.
After all, it's a chemistry test.
Let's do some chemistry.
No, Joseph.
Do you know how dangerous that is? What are you waiting for? This is your final.
Get to work.
Hey, Nichelle, I got most of my boxes packed, but I could use a hand carrying them out.
All right, I'll just need a minute.
You know, I'm starting to think this place is never gonna look the same.
Your father is moving out, your girlfriend is moving in.
Did you really expect it to be the same? No, baby.
I'm all about the change.
What you looking for? Oh, I'm taking some of the high schoolers to the Queen Mary today.
They have an exhibit on immigration.
Somewhere around here I have these little bracelets.
They put pressure on your wrist, supposed to prevent seasickness.
Nichelle, you ain't going out to sea.
That boat is permanently docked.
You won't need them.
Just want to be safe.
Chaperoning these kids is hard enough when I'm at my best.
Don't want to imagine if I'm feeling queasy.
Well, I got some Dramamine from that cruise that Charice and I took.
Got to be around here someplace.
Uh, no.
That's all right.
Baby, I got to go.
Oh.
Hey.
Keep this weekend free.
I made some plans.
Oh, yeah? What's the occasion? It's a secret.
Keep the weekend free and maybe you'll find out.
Ooh.
Well, then, I better get my butt to work and earn myself some time off.
Later, Pop.
All right, son.
Don't work too hard, 'cause I'm-a need you to help me with these boxes when you get back.
Oh.
I-I'm sorry, I thought this was one of my boxes.
You can't tell Hondo.
Promise? I'm not gonna lie, the thought of doing this job without you from now on makes me a little upset.
Gonna miss you.
I know we haven't always seen eye to eye, but, man, I respect your passion, and your commitment.
The women at that safe house, they're lucky to get you.
I just hope I can deliver for them.
You will.
And, hey, if you're ever looking for some extra cash or miss the action, I'll always have a gig for you at my security company.
Actually, Deac, uh, hold up.
I want to give you something.
I been carrying it for a while.
Saint Jude Thaddeus.
Patron saint of hopeless causes.
Since when did you become religious? I'm not, but, uh, seeing your faith, and what it means to you, I don't know, it's, uh It's been an inspiration.
Guess I've been carrying it as a kind of, uh, "What Would Deacon Do?" token.
You've always been there for me, you never gave up on me.
And, uh, I just want you to know how grateful I am for that.
Thank you.
Let's go.
Here's what we got.
Someone called 911 from one of the labs.
They didn't speak, but they left the line open.
911 operator heard yelling and the mention of a gun.
Barricaded suspect, maybe? College campus, finals week, people snap.
- Could be anything.
- Yeah.
Campus cops already cleared the rest of the building.
They couldn't see inside the labs.
Doors are locked, the windows are papered over.
So pretty much, we're going in blind.
Nothing new about that.
I got the IR ready.
All right.
Let's move.
Tan.
What are we looking at? Picking up eight forms.
Temperature range says they're all alive, but there's no movement.
Looks like they're all prone on the ground.
I smell gas.
Yeah, it's strong.
Coming from inside.
Okay, they're not moving 'cause they're unconscious.
We got to get them out of there.
Wait, wait, wait.
Hey, hold on.
It's an electronic lock.
If you pop that open, we'll risk a spark.
Whole place could go up.
That'd be game over.
Chris, lock.
I'm already on it.
They're running out of air in there.
I'm getting it.
Come on, Chris.
Almost there.
Okay.
We need ventilation.
Chris, Street, open the doors.
Tan, kill the gas.
We got to get them outside.
We need medics with O2 right away, our location.
No, get it off me.
Get it off.
Hey, hey, relax.
Keep your mask on.
You need it.
No, I need to tell you, h-he's dangerous.
Okay, okay.
Just slow down, take it easy.
We're listening.
One of my postgrads, Joseph, he had the students make a chemical called diflouro.
It's deadly.
As he left, he said, "All of them would die today.
" "All of them"? All of them who? I don't know.
But you got to stop him.
With what Joseph took, he could kill thousands.
This is our guy, Joseph Reid.
British citizen.
Four years into his doctorate in chemistry.
Assume we've already got a BOLO out? The moment the university gave us his photo and file.
60-Squad hit his apartment, Becker should be back any minute with a report.
What about this chemical he had the students make? On paper, it's tightly controlled, illegal to possess.
The ER released Professor Winter, he's on his way in.
He'll obviously know more.
That man looked spooked, like this stuff is no joke.
Yeah, and with what happened to those students, Joseph's already proven he's willing to kill.
He already has killed.
No sign of Joseph Reid at his apartment, but we found his roommate dead, gunshot.
Looked like maybe it happened this morning.
The deceased is the one on the left, Robert Li.
The one on the right is the other roommate, Mark Rodgers.
He's missing.
He probably got the hell out of Dodge.
Our suspect, Joseph Reid, was working four years plus hoping to get a PhD.
And this last week, university dropped him from the program.
So we think this is part of a plan to get back at them? Look, he wouldn't be the first academic to go postal.
I already alerted the FBI.
They're working on a threat assessment focused on the campus.
Now, with finals week in progress, graduation days away, I want to put an end to this ASAP.
I would have never before labeled Joseph as dangerous.
A Cambridge grad, impeccable academic record.
And he was as smart and focused as advertised.
When did you start to notice a change in his behavior? About six months ago.
He stopped completing his work, shut himself off from his students, it was all very strange, very disappointing.
Did he ever say anything that might shed light on what happened? No.
I reached out to him, hoping that he would let me in on whatever it was, whether it was-was burnout or breakdown from stress, but he just became more detached.
Ultimately, we had no choice but to drop him from the program.
Tell us more about this chemical compound he created this morning.
Methylphosphonyl difluoride, more simply known as DF.
It is one of two ingredients in the binary nerve agent soman.
Wait, wait, h-hold on.
You really think he's making nerve gas? DF has little use outside of chemical warfare.
That's why it's so strictly controlled.
You said that there were two ingredients.
Yes, but unfortunately, DF is the more difficult one to acquire.
The other one is a more common alcohol used in certain hospital applications.
So Joseph may already have the ingredients he needs.
I can't stress enough how dangerous this nerve agent is.
Any contact with the liquid or its vapors, whether it's ingested, inhaled or simply on the skin, it is almost certain death.
And if Joseph is able to aerosolize it? Well, like I told you earlier the death toll could be in the thousands.
I just got confirmation that Joseph Reid has the ability to make the nerve agent soman.
A single drop can be deadly.
There's a chance he has what he needs to make gallons of it.
Then we need to find him, or at least figure out what his target is.
Any sign of the missing roommate, Mark Rodgers? If he's still alive, he might know something.
Rodgers is still MIA, but his father lives in Reseda.
Alonso, you and Hondo pay him a visit.
Check the campus hospital, too.
The only other ingredient he needs is common alcohol.
They should have it there.
- I'll grab Street and go.
- All right, do it.
In the meantime, I want to dig deeper into what we know about Joseph.
What, you think we're missing something? I'm not sure, but I want to find out.
I don't know how you knew, but I cross-checked intake logs with our inventory like you asked, and there's a discrepancy in the alcohol stores by several gallons.
Do you recognize this man? We think he may be the one responsible.
No, never seen him, sorry.
What about the area where you store the chemicals? You must have video surveillance, right? We're gonna need to see the tapes.
Right this way.
You got any vacation plans before taking over Mama Pina's safe house? I wish.
But with the state Mama Pina's in, there's no time.
Those women need help now.
I'm proud of you, Chris.
You know that.
I wouldn't normally celebrate one of my best leaving, but I know you're gonna be an even bigger asset to this city with what you're doing.
I hope so.
Weird to think I'm just gonna be a civilian, though.
Mr.
Rodgers, L.
A.
P.
D.
We need to have a word with you about your son.
Cops are out front.
Mark, go to the door.
Do whatever you have to to get rid of them while we load up.
Come on.
Hurry, hurry.
Here.
This guy, he's dressed like a hospital worker, but I've never seen him on this floor before.
Can't see his face.
You have other cameras.
Can you track him? There.
Isolate the elevator.
That's the missing roommate, Mark Rodgers.
He's in on it.
It's Street.
Hey, sorry I took so long.
I was, I was in the back.
Um, what can I help you with? Mark Rodgers, we've been looking for you.
Hondo, he's part of it! Drop drop it! Drop it right now! It got on me.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Chris, stay away from him.
Help me.
- Do something.
Please! - No, Chris.
Stay back.
Stay with him.
Don't let anybody touch him.
L.
A.
P.
D.
! 20-David to Command.
We got it all wrong.
Joseph isn't some lone nut after his professors.
He's got accomplices.
This is something much bigger than we bargained for.
Two people from different parts of the world conspiring to commit the same crime.
What the hell's the connection? All indications point to Afghanistan.
Now, as far as I can tell, the two men met when they were both arrested by campus police during a student protest when the U.
S.
pulled their forces out of Afghanistan last August.
That's about the time Joseph's PhD work started to falter.
University never pressed charges, so there was nothing in Joseph's file.
Joseph's a British citizen.
He is.
His father's British, but his mother's Afghan.
He spent most of his life going back and forth between London and Kabul.
Okay, so I-I get Joseph's connection, but how does this Mark Rodgers kid fit in? Well, Mark's brother, Brandon, he served in U.
S.
Army in Afghanistan.
He was killed in action.
20-year war, no victory, local allies left behind.
More than enough bad feelings to go around.
My best guess is that Mark is angry about his brother's death, he meets Joseph, who shares similar rage.
Well, either way, Hondo was right.
This is much bigger than just a student pissed off at the university.
Evidence recovered from their makeshift lab suggests they may have as many as six of these devices.
And we still don't know what they plan to do with them, or who they'll target.
Uh, FBI's already widening their threat assessment to include the whole city.
This much nerve agent on the loose, we need to prepare for the worst.
Feeling all right? Just thinking about how close I came to being one of those sad stories of a cop killed on the last day.
That was never gonna happen.
Yeah, because you didn't let it happen.
Your call saved my life.
Well, I will start thinking of ways you can make it up to me.
Chem suits? Hate those things.
I sweat like a pig.
After what I saw today, I might wear mine right now.
Yeah, Hicks wants them loaded in Black Betty.
Oh, and check these out.
Some kind of antidote? If it's injected fast enough.
That's the idea, anyway.
Street, do you mind if I have a quick word with Tan? Yeah.
Thanks.
I know you're not looking to spar right now.
No, they're a "going away" present.
My idea was, they're more than just gloves, they're a symbol of how you looked after me when I was drinking too much after Erica died.
You encouraged me to get back in the ring and punch out that anger, and, uh When I look back at all our times together, that's what I remember most.
Well, I'm really gonna miss having my favorite sparring partner around.
All right, that's enough.
This is getting way sappier than I wanted it to be.
Deac! Techs pulled a print from the lab Hondo and Chris uncovered at the Rodgers house.
It doesn't belong to Rodgers or Joseph Reid.
So we got an ID on a third suspect? Name's Mateen Rozi.
He's had a couple of minor arrests, no LKA.
Employment history says he does delivery for an Afghan cafe down on Olympic.
All right, we'll go check it out.
Friends and family of our community who've gone missing back home since the Taliban assumed full control.
But that's not why you're here.
I'm Sergeant Harrelson, this is Sergeant Kay.
We're looking for one of your delivery drivers.
Mateen Rozi.
I haven't seen Mateen in weeks.
But it's not unusual.
It's important that we talk to him.
Do you have an address? No address, but, uh, he was in a fender bender recently, right out front.
I had to get all his car info for the insurance claim.
Sir, would you say that Mateen is political? More I would say, uh, conflicted, angry.
Like so many others whose country has seen decades of war.
Thank you.
I'm gonna put out a BOLO.
Did you ever see Mateen hanging around with either of these men? Sure, that's Joseph on the right.
He used to come in here a lot to send money back to his family.
I'm sorry, why-why here? When the U.
S.
left and the Taliban took over, traditional banking and money-wiring services were corrupted.
But I still have ways to send money back home.
You're part of a hawala.
Exactly.
You're familiar.
Yeah.
But you said that he used to send money.
Yes, until his family were all killed a few months ago.
Was inevitable, probably.
Joseph's uncle was an interpreter for a unit of Marines.
Despite many promises that they would be brought to the U.
S.
, they were ultimately left behind.
Joseph blames the U.
S.
, but it was the Taliban who showed them no mercy.
Thank you for your time.
You know, looking at this from Joseph's eyes, the U.
S.
is responsible for the death of his family.
Yeah, when they get left behind by the pullout, he starts to spiral.
His university studies suffer And when they're killed, he snaps.
Commander? The BOLO on Mateen Rozi's car just paid off.
That fast? How's that possible? License plates are automatically scanned when you enter the Federal Building parking lot.
It flagged the system less than a minute ago.
I already got 20- and 60-Squads rolling.
Roger that.
We'll meet them there.
- What do we got? - We found Mateen's car.
Still hot.
No sign of him or Joseph.
Maybe he's still inside.
- How many people in the building? - Close to a thousand.
Evac's underway, but construction has the whole north elevator bank shut down.
Stairwells jammed like the 405.
Look, I'm not normally spooked, but I got a bad, bad feeling about this one.
Becker's team is already making entry.
Let's go, let's go, let's go! All right, we go three and three, leapfrog our way up the floors.
Mattis, Lopez, O'Neil, start on one.
Dizzy, you, me and J.
T.
will start on two.
Let's go! Out of the way! Out of the way! A million places to hide a nerve agent, none of them good.
- Come on, let's go! - Help! Somebody help! Over here! Help! Something's wrong.
It's jammed.
It won't open.
We got you.
Back up away from the door.
Back up.
Three, two, one.
All right, come on, let's go, let's go, let's go! Let's go! Move, move! - Move, move, move.
- Away from the building.
Go.
- Keep going.
Hurry.
Quickly.
- Go, go.
Keep going.
- Hey, you, brown jacket, hold up.
- Let's go.
25-David.
Suspect heading up the north stairs.
Brown jacket.
Move, move, move! Hands in the air, now! Turn around.
Mateen Rozi.
Tan.
It's not on him.
What did you do with the nerve gas? Timer on his phone's running.
It's got less than four minutes.
What happens in four minutes? Stick around, find out.
Hondo, there're still hundreds of people in there.
We don't have time to get them all out.
Then I guess we're going in.
Let go of me.
There're hundreds of innocent people in this building.
If they die, you die.
It's that simple.
You can't do this.
Your clock's ticking, Mateen.
You got under a minute unless you tell me where you planted the nerve gas.
I saw what this stuff did to your buddy Mark.
It's a bad way to go, man.
Tell me where it is.
All right, all right.
It's on the fourth floor.
There's a planter box by the elevators.
Where else? What about the others? T-That's That's it.
I just brought the one.
20-David to 60-David.
You're looking for a planter box near the fourth floor elevators.
Copy that, Hondo.
Searching.
I found it.
I got it here.
There's a timer.
How do we stop it? How do we shut it down? There's a yellow valve.
You hear that, Becker? It's the yellow valve.
60-David.
The valve's shut.
Device is secured.
Security footage confirms it.
He came alone with just the one device.
Means this was little more than a distraction.
There are still five devices out there.
The suspect's phone is a burner.
There's only one phone number in the call log.
Well, it's probably Joseph's.
He'd be expecting a confirmation call about now.
Could be our chance to chase down the other devices.
I already gave Hicks the number.
He's standing by to run a trap and trace if we can get Joseph to pick up.
It's worth a shot.
Mateen, you're late.
I'm afraid your buddy Mateen's in federal custody, Joseph.
This is Sergeant Harrelson, L.
A.
P.
D.
S.
W.
A.
T.
I thought we could talk about how we could put an end to all of this.
No.
Words are meaningless.
Hey, look, we know about your uncle.
Your family in Afghanistan.
They promised him.
My uncle helped them for years.
He lived with them, mourned their losses, welcomed them into his home.
Then they all left.
They're home now with their families, while my uncle and his family were left behind to die.
I'm sorry, but they have to pay.
No, Joseph, listen to me, man.
He hung up.
This isn't political.
It's straight revenge.
He wants payback on the guys his uncle interpreted for.
The cafe owner said that his uncle was embedded with a Marine unit.
There's a Marine recruiting office on the fourth floor of this building.
Well, maybe that's why he sent Mateen here, but Joseph's going after the unit that his uncle worked for.
It's got to be stateside, somewhere local.
Command to D-team.
Go for D-team.
Joseph turned off his phone once the call ended, but we had it long enough to know he's on the 710, headed towards Long Beach.
Uh, Commander, we think that Joseph is going after the Marine unit that his uncle worked with in Afghanistan.
Copy that, Deac.
Get 20- and 60-Squads heading south.
I'll try to get you the information on the fly.
- Roger that.
- Move.
Come on Everything all right? Nichelle's chaperoning a group of high school kids in Long Beach, an exhibit on the Queen Mary.
I can't reach her.
No cell signal if she's below decks.
From Hicks.
"Joseph's uncle worked with 5th Battalion, "22nd Division.
The unit's taking part "in a celebration today, "watching Navy ships come in for Fleet Week.
"From the deck of the Queen Mary.
" Hey, Pop, Pop, listen to me.
Is there any chance Nichelle stayed home today? No, she was taking those kids, remember? Why? I can't explain right now.
No, son, wait a minute.
I hear something in your voice.
Is Nichelle in trouble? Pop, I don't know.
I got to go.
No, no, listen, damn it.
There's something you need to know.
It's the reason she wants to take you away this weekend.
She wants to tell you.
Tell me what, Pop? She's pregnant, son.
Sh-She's pregnant? I accidentally found a test in one of her boxes.
Now, she made me promise not to tell you, but You got to find her, son.
All right, Chris, Tan, we're gonna need eyes up high.
- Move.
- On it.
Hey, how do you want to work it? Let's get on that ship and stage nearby.
You guys lay low.
If we find a device, your squad will handle containment.
Go.
Listen, once we get up there, if you need to take off and find Nichelle, we understand.
We got you covered.
Let's just find Joseph.
We put an end to this, Nichelle will be fine.
Imagine what it would've been like to pack up everything you own and set off across the ocean.
Maybe with nobody waiting for you on the other side.
I don't know.
Doesn't sound so bad.
Come here on a seven-day cruise? I don't think it was quite as luxurious as you're picturing.
I think it was a long, tough voyage until they arrived at Ellis Island.
Which we'll hear about next.
That's a lot of people.
Evacuation routes are really limited.
Means it'll be bad news if one of those canisters go off.
Then we know what we need to do.
All right, Becker, y'all stand by.
If we find anything Give me the signal, we'll come running.
Let's move.
Tan, 11 o'clock, by the red pop-up.
The guy dressed as a maintenance worker.
25-David.
Suspects sighted near the stage.
Green maintenance jackets, baseball caps.
They just put a device in a trash can.
That's got be how they're hiding them.
20-David to 60-David.
They are targeting trash cans.
I need your team to handle containment.
Hondo, your ten, near the rails.
Joseph! Stop right there! L.
A.
P.
D.
! Out of the way! L.
A.
P.
D.
! Deacon, you and Street go left.
We've got Joseph.
Out of the way.
60-David.
One device deactivated.
Spread out and search.
Check every trash can.
L.
A.
P.
D.
! Drop the weapon! - You good? - Good.
Go.
I'll double back.
Joseph is headed to the port side.
Roger.
We're on Bedar, heading starboard.
- Going hands-on.
- Go.
30-David.
One suspect down.
22-David.
In pursuit along the outer deck, headed toward the stern.
Roger, Luca.
Headed that way.
Give it up, Joseph! It's over, man! - Get on your knees! Drop your gun! - On your knees! - Down on the ground! - Drop the gun! - Down on the ground! - On your knees! Give me your hands.
Canister's gone.
He had it a second ago.
Where is it? He must have ditched it.
Where'd you put the device? Hondo! Damn it, he dropped it in.
Can you reach it? No, it fell down into the ship.
How long till it goes? How long? Hey, it's got to be 30 feet down from the markings on the shaft, maybe three levels? I can't see the timer.
Hondo, if the gas releases in there - Whole ship becomes a death chamber.
- Okay.
There's light coming in close by.
Must be a vent.
All right, maybe that's good.
It might give us a chance to get to it before it's too late.
Get him out of here.
Start evac'ing the ship now.
And send Becker's team in.
Luca, we don't have time to wait.
Go.
Listen up, I need everyone to get outside.
Clear the area, right now.
Let's go.
Look, we need to go down another level.
Hondo, what's going on? Baby, you might be in danger.
I need you to get outside, off the ship, right away.
I can't without my kids.
What's happening? Hondo.
Get them and go.
As fast as you can.
Over there, over there.
Yeah, I see it.
That one.
There it is.
All right, the timer's armed.
Under a minute.
I think I can get to it if I climb in, but this vent's too narrow all tac'd up.
I got to get this gear off.
- Luca, what're you doing? - I'm going in after it.
No, stand down.
I'll do it.
No way.
You just found out you're gonna be a dad.
Has to be me.
There's no time to argue about it.
It's getting narrow in here.
I can't quite reach it.
- Ah - We don't have a lot of time, Luca.
Look, the shutoff valve's just out of reach.
You got the antidote pen on you? No, h-hold up, Luca.
What are you thinking? I can maybe grab the release pin, - but it's probably gonna get me.
- No! No, no way, Luca.
- That is a bad plan.
- Look, it's the only plan.
There's not enough time left for anything else.
Luca, don't do it.
Luca! It's closed, but it got me.
Get me out of here.
Luca! All right, I got you, man, I got you.
I got you.
Luca.
Luca.
Hang in there, man, hang in there.
Come on, man.
Luca.
Luca, come on.
Fight, fight, fight.
Come on, come on, come on.
Come back to me.
Hang in there, man.
Come on.
Yeah, t-there he is.
There he is.
Luca.
Luca.
Luca, Luca.
We did it.
No.
No, you did it, man.
You did it.
Nichelle.
Hondo, I got to get these kids home.
Their parents are freaking out.
All right.
We'll talk when I get home.
I love you.
Thanks.
It's a hell of a last day.
Tell me you're not gonna miss this all this.
A day like today? Not one bit.
If it's all right, I, uh I'd rather just get this over with.
Not, uh Not make a big deal out of it, you know what I mean? I know.
You know, if I thought there was any way to get you to stay, I'd do it.
But you're a legacy at S.
W.
A.
T.
, and that's not going anywhere.
That said I'm gonna miss you.
Thank you, sir.
Thank you.
Ah, I was getting worried.
You're the only one who didn't come check on me.
I was waiting to get you alone.
Just gave Hicks my gun and badge.
I got something for you.
I've been dreading this moment all day.
If I start crying, it's just the aftereffects of the nerve gas, that's all.
My very first day on S.
W.
A.
T.
, ten years ago, I was heading out after one of our shifts, feeling like an outsider, like I would never be part of the team.
And you asked me if I wanted to grab a bite.
- Remember that day? - I remember that.
We went to that funny little Chinese place down on Spring Street.
You could tell, you were feeling a little unsure of yourself.
I was freaking out, wondering if I made a mistake leaving K-9.
But you, um, you told me to give it time.
That if I trusted in it, I'd grow to love it.
What's that? It's the fortune I got in my cookie that night.
You kept it all these years? Yeah.
"With trust and faith in friends "friends become family.
" Nichelle.
You all right? I'm just learning now from the news how bad things could've gone today.
Well, baby, I ain't gonna lie.
I was worried sick knowing that you were that close to all of it.
But you and S.
W.
A.
T.
saved the day.
That's got to feel pretty good.
Not as good as this feels.
What? What's that smile for? What, I can't smile at the woman that I love? What? You told him.
Well, maybe I let it slip out.
But you were in danger, and my concern got the best of me.
Sorry, baby, but the cat is out of the bag.
So? Are you excited? Am I excited? Look at my face.
Yes.
Yes, yes, yes, yes.
Well, the upside of this is that now that it's not a secret anymore, there's no need for a weekend getaway, which was probably only an excuse so y'all wouldn't have to help me move.
Okay, you know what, Pop? You're tripping.
We are taking that weekend getaway.
But I promise you, when we get back, I'll help you pack the boxes.
I'll toast to that.
Here's to family.
Here's to our family.
We're serving this high-risk warrant on this guy, big guy.
And we go in.
Next thing he knows, he is facedown, cuffed, he can't believe it.
And this is the moment I'm waiting for, we pick him up, he turns around and sees that it's Chris that has laid him out flat.
This clown has been taken out by a woman half his size.
And that might be my favorite S.
W.
A.
T.
memory, and definitely my favorite Chris story.
I remember that guy.
He was almost in tears when we handed him off to patrol.
I think Chris broke him.
All right, how much I owe you? Hey.
Perfect timing.
Well, it's the least I could do after today.
Still not loving the risk that you took, though.
Look, it didn't make sense for it to be anybody but me.
I mean, I'm the only member of this team without a plus-one, you know? I mean, you've got Nichelle.
Deac's got Annie and the kids.
Probably not a shocker, but Chris and Street have each other now.
Yeah.
I don't have anyone counting on me, so That's not true.
Not if you're gonna be my baby's godfather.
Are you asking me for real? Assuming everything goes well.
Nichelle's already signed off.
Luca, we'd be honored if you said yes.
How about "hell yeah," man? Are you kidding me? Oh, my God.
That's amazing.
- I love you, man.
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
- I love you, too.
You guys.
- Hey, hey, hey.
- Hey.
- Hey.
- Okay, whoa, whoa, whoa.
I didn't get the memo that we were giving gifts.
We're not.
At least, not for me.
I, uh, gave everyone a little something today, and this one's for you.
- For me? - Mm-hmm.
It's the Queen Mary.
Oh, a mini cruise ship.
Good gift.
You gave me advice during that cruise ship hijacking a few years ago, and you told me relationships weren't impossible with this job.
So the ship's supposed to be a reminder of that and all the journeys we've been on since then.
I mean, look how far we've all come.
Yeah.
Now, wait a second.
I know what you got me, what you got Luca and Tan and now Hondo.
What'd you get Street? Street gets me.
Ah, aww.
Only had to wait five years.
Hey, guys, listen up.
I know you all have heard plenty of speeches from me, but None ever as heartfelt as this one.
A lot of people talk about legacy, few people live it.
But Chris Alonso, you're one of those.
You got to be a good officer to do this job.
But an even better human being to do it well, and to do it with class.
Christina Alonso, you damn sure have left your mark on the L.
A.
P.
D.
, and your mark on S.
W.
A.
T.
And you've left an even deeper mark with all of us here.
So wherever you go, whatever you do we will always have your back because we will always be together.
This ain't goodbye.
It's forever.
To Chris.
To Chris.
I love you guys.
- We love you, too.
- I love you.

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