S.W.A.T. Page #3

And it's all SWAT's fault, right?

No, the chief's been pretty fair

about blaming everyone.

He does want these

bad headlines to end.

He wants the old warhorses to help

restore the luster.

Old? I know you ain't

talking about me.

You gotta shake off

that three-year rust from Rampart.

- I'm throwing you in right away.

- Sooner the better.

I want you to put together a young,

kick-ass element for me, Dan.

You select them, you train them,

you mold them.

I know you're not talking about giving

me five pups fresh out of the gate.

- I didn't come back to wipe noses.

- Hell, no.

Now, you worked with T.J. And Boxer

at Southwest.

- You up for supervising them here?

- That's a start.

Now all you have to do

is find three fresh ones.

Only catch is, Fuller has

to approve the three.

What did Capt. Fuller say when he

heard the chief was bringing me back?

Hasn't stopped swearing since.

What's your brother's truck

doing outside?

We having a garage sale

I don't know about?

You weren't supposed to be home

for an hour.

Sorry to screw up your getaway.

Look, let's not make this

a thing, okay?

We both knew it was coming.

It's not like we were in this

to get married, right?

And you've changed since...

Well, people change.

Look, when it was good

it was great, right?

That means something.

Yeah, thanks.

- Damn it!

- Hey! Hey!

I'm gonna throw this thing out.

Do and you die.

Every SWAT team in the world's

gonna have one someday.

It's 50 pounds of scrap metal.

All right.

Say you got some crazy suspect

barricaded in a house.

- All right.

- Just chain this to the back of a truck...

...shove this end

right through the wall...

...these rods spring out

like fishhooks.

Your partner guns the truck,

takes the whole wall with him.

And we waltz right in

and surprise the bad guy, right?

Correct.

I call it "The Key to the City."

- Patent pending.

- Is that right?

Right.

Let me get your M-4.

And...

Took the rattle out of the receiver.

Yeah, new buffer, new gas rings.

Cleaned the gas tube.

Surprised you didn't starch the sling.

If you want me to show you how to

shoot it, I'm here all week, 9 to 5.

Shooters, on the line!

Stand by! Ready!

Put them on safe and holster.

No roll, Hondo?

How do you know I didn't?

You didn't, did you?

They only roll in John Woo movies,

not real life.

All right.

Here's the winner.

There's a few people

that I would like to thank.

My fellow SWAT officers, all of you,

thank you for believing in me...

...when the bosses didn't give me

a chance.

That's why you're the marksman and

I'm the guy who tells you who to shoot.

Here you go. I got you covered

since I let you down.

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