NCIS: Los Angeles (2009–…): Season 5, Episode 23 - Exposure - full transcript

Hey, little man,
your daddy's got game.

Yo, Ed!

Nice. You were pounding
the ball out there, man.

You set it up so good, the ball
was practically hitting itself.

You know it. All day!

All night!

Oorah!

What do you think?

Aw, where we gonna
put this one?

On display
with the rest of them.

I guess I can make room.



Hey, stop!

Stop! My camera!

Let's get him, Roy!

Stop!

Take his flank!

Linda!

Baby.

...Homeland's network.
I want minute-by-minute updates.

Initiate a vector search

on chatter, keyword "Venice."

What's the latest, Nell?

Two fatalities,
26 wounded.

Info's still coming in,

but it's looking
like a terrorist attack.



Hetty had me bring in some
more techs for processing intel.

Have you talked
to other agencies?

CIA's got nothing.

FBI's casting a wide net.

Anybody claiming responsibility?
No, nothing yet.

It's just a matter of time.

Sorry I'm late.

Stopped to give blood.
What do we have?

Well, the immediate area
around the explosion

has been closed off.

Navy sealed off the bay.

What? I surf on Saturdays.

You thinking foreign
or domestic?

Until we identify them,
it doesn't make a difference.

Mr. Callen is right.

And right now,
time is of the essence.

I suggest you start in ops.

It was a Marine-sponsored charity event.

The footage was taken
by tourists' cell phones

and nearby security cameras.

Now, the two men giving chase
are Marine Sergeants

Edward Jones
and Roy Kilpatrick.

Now, they both returned home
two weeks ago

from a tour in Afghanistan.

The man they're chasing:
Brian Colvern.

History of petty theft.

Colvern and

Sergeant Kilpatrick were
the two reported fatalities.

Survives Afghanistan, dies
in a terrorist attack at home.

Car bomb.

The ice truck

took the brunt
of the blast.

Could have been
a lot worse.

A Saturday.

Military personnel,
lot of tourists, cameras.

It was a perfect target.

Lots of footage
for the 6:00 news.

We have any idea
how that car got there?

This is from
seven hours earlier.

Here's what we've got.

The footage is low-res.

I did my best to enhance it.

There's no way
to I.D. these guys.

You can't take out
that license?

I've tried.

There's just not enough
to work with.

No one blinks twice
at a meter maid car.

Yeah, except it's not. It was
fitted out to look like one.

I'm running
a Kaleidoscope search to see

if I can track its route
to the beach.

So, we don't
have anything?

And no one's claimed
responsibility yet?

Actually, this just aired
two minutes ago.

Sources have confirmed

the Iran-based
Islamic militant group

Jihadist Liberation Front,
or JLF,

is responsible
for this morning's horrific

Venice Beach attack,

killing two
and injuring dozens...

That's, uh, Dana Steele.

She does
the "Nerves of Steele" segment

where she ventures
into dangerous situations.

Her tagline is

"Anything for
the story."

She graduated early

from Columbia School
of Journalism.

Runner-up for the duPont Award
for digital journalism,

and a host of other accolades.

Smart and ambitious.

Try the other
outlets, Eric.

Hold on, Pamela. Just getting
this update right now.

It is being reported that
the Jihadist Liberation Front

masterminded
this morning's deadly attack...

Saturday morning's attack
on a military charity event

was carried out by the JLF...

...one dead
and multiple injured was

carried out by
the Jihadist Liberation Front.

Domino effect.

Other stations are
picking up her story.

Homeland's been tracking
a JLF cell in L.A. for months.

It's time
they share their intel.

Eric, plug us in
to the FBI checkpoints.

Let's get a team scrubbing
through surveillance.

We're looking for three men
traveling together.

Kensi, Deeks, Homeland Security.

Let's find out what they know.
Copy that.

How many injured, Eric?

Last count, 29.

Seven of them children.

Job's never done.

Will it ever be, Owen?

They'll keep popping up, and
we'll keep knocking them down.

This was different.

How do you figure?

We missed it.

Well...

it's not the first time.

No.

Do you still flinch
when you hear jets

flying over the city?

Yeah. Don't you?

Mm.

Unfortunately,

we can't choose the place
where they attack us.

No, we can't.

Are you ready for another round?

I will fight from
beyond the grave.

One thing's for certain.

Foreign, domestic--

they picked the wrong city
to mess with.

My daughter didn't
have a recital

in the Valley, I'd have been
right here with my family.

This could have been
my little girl's.

Detonation velocity was near
top of the scale.

I'm thinking
military-grade explosives.

HMX maybe.

Ten, 15 pounds.

It's not exactly
the kind of thing

you just pick up
at Home Depot.

Definitely not.

Callen.
Eric. Any updates?

We're still checking.
Nothing yet.

Okay. Hey.

Yeah.

Run down any leads on
missing HMX explosives.

That's military-grade.
Right.

You got it.

Hey, they had to
slip up at some point.

We just need to find out where.

Tell us about the JLF.

Also known as
Jihadist Liberation Front.

More an army than a front.

We estimate
they number almost 100,000.

They are known
for suicide bombings,

kidnappings and
targeted assassinations.

We've been on this L.A. cell
for the last year.

retaps, hidden cameras,

laser mics,
you name it.

So you got a full workup
going on these guys.

They blink, we log it.

Anything related
to the attack today?

Other than pizza and porn,

these guys have been dormant
for the last year.

I'm talking
zero activity.

ZNN is reporting otherwise.

We're deep in their network.

I wish
I could tell you different,

but these guys didn't do it.

Thanks.
Yes, sir.

FBI recovered
part of the detonator.

Looks like the bomb
was remotely activated.

Probably by cell phone.

They're also gathering
any photos and videos

they can from tourists.

Maybe we can
put together a timeline.

Yeah, Kens.

Homeland says JLF is not
responsible for the attack.

They on point?

Intel looks solid.

But there's more.

Reports are
starting to roll in.

Every small group trying
to make a name for itself is now

claiming responsibility
for the bombing.

All right,
thanks, guys.

It's getting out of control.

Time to talk to the media.

Venice Beach,
residential paradise,

tourist destination.

And now terrorist target.

This is Dana Steele reporting.

How was that, Bobby?

Dana Steele?

Uh, that's me.
And you are?

NCIS. Agent Callen,
Agent Hanna.

Turn the camera off,
rewind and delete.

Little busy fellas.

Got a job to do.

So do we.

You reported JLF was responsible
for the bombing.

What's your proof?
My sources.

Yeah? We're going to need names.

Not possible.

I give up a source,
I lose them forever.

My rights are protected
under the First Amendment.

You're protected by the Marines

who were killed
and injured here today.

You'd rather
protect a terrorist

who took American lives?

To get to the truth,

you sometimes have
to dance with the Devil.

Sounds like a pretty good way
to get burned, huh?

Only if you're afraid
of the heat.

Anything for a story, right?

Including selling your soul.

I have a right
to protect my sources.

You also have the right
to remain silent.

The California Shield Law
protects journalists

who want to keep their sources
confidential.

And the Patriot Act doesn't.

Now you can come with us and
willingly answer some questions,

or we can go through
the proper channels.

While you wait in
a holding cell

and every one
of these other reporters

gets ahead on the story.

Fine. Bobby, call the office.

Yeah.

This way.

I have credible sources

all over the world
that have never let me down.

Well, our sources say
that it's not the JLF.

Who? Couple of sleep-deprived
cops on a wiretap?

Just so you understand,
this is a matter

of national security.

You willing to go
to prison over this?

I wouldn't be the first.

Okay.

I understand your journalistic
code of ethics.

But don't let it stop them
from getting their justice.

Who's your contact?

There's a guy
I've used for years.

Used to run relief
through Somalia.

He knows someone. I trust him.

Need a name, Dana.

Merle Jarvis.

But you don't find him.

He finds you.

Let us worry about that.

We'll see who can't find who.

Eric.

What's up, Callen?

Run the name Merle Jarvis
for me.

Look for any connections
to Dana Steele.

Okay. I'll get it.

Hey, guys, I got a lead on the
meter maid car from the bombing.

It wasn't easy.
It's a salvage vehicle

that shouldn't have even been
on the road.

Its chain of ownership leads
to a mom-and-pop shop.

Quick Step Car Rental.

All right, thanks, Eric.
Send us the address.

Just did.

Okay, Merle Jarvis.

He used to run
Global Salvation Solutions,

provides international relief
in the Middle East.

Interesting.

There's no indication
why he left the company.

He's been off the
grid since 2008.

His last known
address is in Arizona.

So I guess we're gonna have
to try a different route.

Hey.

What's up? Are you okay?

When those people woke up,

they didn't know this was
the last morning they'd see.

Yeah, I know. It's been
getting to me, too.

If you don't tell someone
how you feel about them,

you may never get the chance.

You're right.

People should just...

put it out there
while they can.

What you doing
over there?

Putting it out there
while I can.

Okay.

I'm game.

We don't talk about this.

Agreed?

Agreed.

Ready?

Go.

Whatever you got better be good.

I got an address
for Merle Jarvis.

Um, Dana Steele's source.

So, it looks like

Global Salvation
Solutions still covers

his medical insurance.

There's a bungalow
in Mid-Wilshire belonging

to one Missy Cambell--
maiden name Jarvis.

All right.
Give it to Kensi and Deeks.

Yep. Will do.

Is there something going on
that I should know about?

No. Nothing to know about.

That you need to know about.

Nell?

No.

Okay.

Teal.

That's a bold choice, huh?

What's going on with you?

You've been sulking
since Sunset Boulevard.

I was a Marine brat.

I used to go to events
like that all the time.

Just close to
home, that's all.

Kensi, we're gonna get these guys.
Damn right.

Can I help you?

Uh, yeah, I'm Detective
Marty Deeks, LAPD.

This is Special Agent
Kensi Blye, NCIS.

You're here about the bombing.

Come in. Come in.

Thank you.

Hold on, Pamela.

Just getting this update
right now.

It is being reported that
the Jihadist Liberation Front

masterminded this morning's
deadly attack.

The group, also known as JLF...

This is a tragedy.

I hope you can apprehend
the responsible party.

Mr. Jarvis, how did you confirm
the JLF's involvement?

My company moved medical aid
through Somalia and Iran.

To do so, we...

we had to grease

a lot of palms just to get
a shipment through at times.

Any of those contacts call you?

Reach out to you?

Someone who can confirm
the claim?

We had to forge
some toxic relationships

with more than
a few nefarious characters.

That's really interesting.
But do you have

any solid confirmation the JLF
is responsible for this attack?

They see it all.

We are like ants on an ant farm.

"They" who?

Them.

"Them" who?

Are you pointing north?

Mm, yes.
What do you mean?

Like-like north Valley
or north... Canada?

True north.

How do you know Dana Steele?

Shh.

She's one of them.
What do you mean?

She's one of the Jihadist
Liberation Front?

No.

Them.

Are we talking
about aliens?

Mm-hmm.

They're everywhere.

Thank you.
All right.

Wow, so that happened.

Source my ass.

Dana Steele screwed us.

Just wasted an hour
of our day.

So what's she hiding?

Look at this.

It should be illegal to
mistreat cars this way.

Salvaged or not,
it's terrible.

Yep. It's bad car-ma.

Huh?

That was as bad
as these cars look.

I mean, look
at this piece of...

Art, right?

Well, if the color
offends you,

there's plenty more
to choose from.

Come on in.

How can I help you guys?

Federal agents.
You can start

by showing us your rental logs.

What's this about?

The bombing today

in Venice.

Terrible. But why are you here?

We have reason
to believe that

one of your salvaged vehicles
was involved.

Well, it's not against the law
to rent a salvaged vehicle.

Well, actually, it is.
But we're not here for you.

We just want to take
a look at your logs.

Well, you're gonna need
a warrant.

You know,
there's a theory that...

had those cars
been properly salvaged,

this wouldn't have happened
today-- placing the blame

squarely on the owner.

Years of probing investigations.

FBI will have a field day
proving that theory.

Not to mention...

Okay, I get it.

What do you need?

Rental logs.

Only because you asked
so nicely.

Seriously?

Handwritten logs?

No photocopies? No I.D.s?

White Civic.
Right there.

Computers are expensive.

Nothing wrong
with good old pen and pad.

Let me guess,

they paid cash.

Eric, I need you
to run a DMV check

on a license I just sent you
for a Richard James.

Running it.

Sorry, guys,

but it's a fake.

It's bogus.

Surprise.

That mean I'm not gonna get
my cars back?

What do you mean, "cars"?

Those guys.
They rented three cars.

A white Civic, a copper Hyundai
and a gray Subaru.

Three cars.

Two more attacks.

Three cars. One at Venice,
two unaccounted for.

We're running
a Kaleidoscope search now.

Cross-referencing FBI,
CIA and Homeland databases

to make sure
we haven't missed anything.

All right.
These guys

hit a military
charity event.

The car was in place
hours before it started.

If they planned multiple attacks
at similar events,

those cars could already be
in place.

Make sure all public
military events are canceled.

On it immediately.

Granger,
Kensi and Deeks?

Checking out a military
contractor who reported

missing HMX two weeks ago.

ATF started an investigation,
but they had nothing

to go on
until this morning happened.

What about Dana Steele?

ZNN is standing behind her.

They're just
saving face.

Doesn't change the fact that she
sent us to talk to a whack job.

But why?

'Cause you can't put the genie
back in the bottle.

Everyone thinks
JLF is responsible.

And she takes the credit.

Let's get her
back in here.

Ping her phone
if you have to.

We already tagged her
at the boatshed.

Nell's been tracking her.

So far, she's only
been interviewing

families of the blast victims.

Even better.

Have at it.

They disabled the alarm before
they forced their way in.

And took off with the HMX
before anyone could respond.

So they knew what
they were doing.

And exactly what
they were looking for.

Anything like this
ever happen before?

Never. And I've been
working here since 2007.

Who had access
to the delivery invoices

and who else knew
that you were storing HMX?

Nobody but me.
Never know who you can trust--

especially with something
as dangerous as HMX.

So they disabled the alarms;
what about security cameras?

Thought you might
want to see this.

Looks like the three guys
from the Venice bombing.

It's crazy.

We got millions of dollars
worth of inventory in here.

And all they took
is five tubes of HMX.

How much is in each tube?

About 20 pounds.

Bomb squad thinks the Venice
blast only took 15 pounds.

Which means they have
about four tubes left.

Enough to take down
a building.

A building?

Hell, that's enough
to take out a city block.

I'll call Hetty.

Yeah.

Where's Dana
Steele, Eric?

You're close.

According to the tracker,
she's right inside

the Grand Central Market.
Yeah?

Well, we're looking right inside
the Grand Central Market--

it's like trying
to find Waldo.

Who's Waldo?

Where's Waldo.

The kids book.

He's like a... goofy kid with
a red and white striped shirt.

You don't know Waldo?

Sounds very patriotic.

Look,

this story
is a big break for Dana.

She may be able to parlay this
into an anchor desk.

Yeah, thanks to a terrorist
attack on American soil.

Every journalist owes
tribute to the evil one.

What's that,
one of Hetty's quotes?

Jean de La Fontaine.
17th century

French poet.

You know 17th century French
poets, but you don't know Waldo?

Back to my point-- this is
the biggest story of her life.

Hey.

So why is she here
without her crew?

Meeting in a crowded
public place.

Maybe he's her real source.

No, no, you must. You have to.
Stop.

Let it go. It's too late,
I'm not doing it.

Federal agents!

He's got a knife!

She gonna make it?

She's gone.

Why'd you kill
Dana Steele?

My name is Bakri Deng.

I'm from South Sudan.

I detonated the bomb.

Where are the other two cars?

My name is Bakri Deng.

I'm from South Sudan.

I detonated the bomb.

Where are the rest
of the explosives?

You were asked you a question.

My name is Bakri Deng.

I'm from South Sudan.

I detonated the bomb.

Let's go from the top.

Why'd you kill Dana Steele?

My name is Bakri Deng.

I'm from South Sudan.

I detonated the bomb.

As he is apt to say,
the man's name is Bakri Deng.

He came here

from South Sudan four years ago.

Legally?

He's paid taxes ever since.

Do we know what he's doing here?

He was a...

chemistry professor
at the University of Khartoum.

And now?

He's washing dishes,
apparently.

At the W Hotel.

Martini glasses,
collins glasses,

rocks glasses.

Everyone's drinking
old-fashioneds again.

Like bleating sheep.

The more things change.

The more work
we have ahead of us.

So I guess
the man came prepared.

Well, we're not giving up.
We just need another angle.

Anything from
Kensi and Deeks?

They're on their way
to his apartment,

warrant in hand.

He can't just
be stalling us.

What's this guy's play?

To that point, Mr. Hanna,
why has this man

done any of the things
he's done tod?

Doesn't exactly scream
"terrorist den."

Maybe I should get
an apartment here.

You'll never move.

You'd have to pack up
all your hoarding things.

Ooh, that would
take an entire week.

Weeks, plural. Plus moving
takes lots of boxes.

Ooh, poor trees.

Mm-hmm. We both know
that you kill

every tree, plant and
flower that you touch.

Okay, I meant in theory.

Plus, I've stopped
buying them, okay?

After I kill the next orchid,

I'll stop buying them.

I'm gonna die alone
in my apartment.

You're such a lady.

Federal agents!

Clear.

Clear.

Look at you,
making your bed before

going out and killing
innocent people.

Hey, Kens.
Yeah?

I think Bakri left a family
back in South Sudan.

Hey, take a look at this.

What do you got?

Letter writing campaign.

Mm-hmm. With Bakri's
signature and two others.

Probably his two roommates.

Those three guys in the video.
Mm-hmm.

Who were they writing to?

State Department,
congressmen, celebrities...

Red Cross,
guys who started Google.

Anybody who could help.

Help with what?

Sending aid to South Sudan.

Water, food, blankets
for the displaced families.

Look at this.

Looks like they've been
at this for years.

Evidently.
On a peaceful mission.

So what changed?

And where are
his roommates?

Go ahead, Nell.

The photo you sent
is of Bakri's wife,

a graduate student
at the University of Khartoum,

and their two small children.

Are they also in the States?

No. They were
denied their visas.

So why did Bakri
come without them?

Because in 2010, Sudan's
president, Hassan al-Bashir,

declared the war
in Darfur over.

But over it was not.

Bashir signed
a cease-fire agreement

with one South Sudanese
rebel group,

only to attack another one.

The violence never stopped.

After that, Bakri took action.

He wrote a letter of resignation
to the university.

Saying he was cong to America
in search of aid.

Yeah, how did you know that?

Because Bakri kept his word.

He's been writing letters to
raise awareness for the conflict

and help his displaced
countrymen ever since.

But we don't know
why he stopped.

Actually, I think we do.

A month ago, another surge
of violence displaced 50,000

more South Sudanese
from their homes.

Students in Khartoum
staged a peaceful protest

that turned extremely
non-peaceful

when police opened fire on them.

Bakri's wife and children
were killed.

And that's when he put down
the pen and picked up a sword.

So if this is about Darfur,
why attack Los Angeles?

And why kill
a news reporter?

That's a damn good question.

How you holding up, Bakri?

Need some water?

My name is Bakri Deng...
Bakri Deng,

you're from South Sudan,
you detonated the bomb.

And we know why.

Bakri,

I also have a family.

Beautiful wife.

Beautiful daughter.

I'd do anything
to protect them.

My name is Bakri Deng...

We read your letters.

You tried to get our
attention a different way.

But after they killed
your family,

you had to yell louder.

I needed to make you listen.

We're listening now.

My people need water,
food, protection.

But you Americans--
do you ever think

about how blessed you are
to be born here, and not a place

where the fear of death
is a part of everyday life?

Is that why you did this?

To show us what
that feels like?

I did what is done.

Bakri, what happened
with the reporter?

I never intended to kill her.

But when I went to her with
the truth, she was so stubborn,

so concerned about how
it would make her look.

You went to her with proof

that you were responsible
for the bombing,

and she wouldn't
change her story?

Definitive proof.

She wanted me to say
I supported some other cause.

The JLF?
Yes.

She didn't want to admit
she got it wrong.

And America needs to know

that you, Bakri Deng
from South Sudan,

set off that bomb this morning.

Exactly. Exactly.

Now you see.

Now America has to intervene.

You got a point.
It's worked before.

Al Qaeda bombed our Twin Towers,

we couldn't send troops
to Afghanistan fast enough.

You believe that U.S. troops
on the ground in South Sudan

will end the conflict?
But the plan doesn't

work if a reporter is saying
someone else set off the bomb.

Which is why

I had to make her
change her story.

And it definitely doesn't work
if she's dead,

and the news cycle
is still focused on the JLF.

Right. So you stage
another attack.

Bigger, bolder.

We have no choice.

You always have a choice, Bakri.

Where are the other
two cars?

You don't want any more blood
on your hands.

Stay the man your
wife and kids loved.

What does it matter?
They are gone.

But you're here.

And it's up to you to decide
if you're any different

from the men who
killed your family.

The cars are going downtown.

My roommates are
taking them there.

Where?

The high-rise on the corner

of Wilshire and Whitland.

That's where
the State Department's

Los Angeles field office
is located.

You've been
sending letters there.

When is this happening?

Now.

You'll help me...
in exchange for my cooperation?

You're Bakri Deng.

You detonated the bomb.

You'll get the
credit you want,

just like you deserve.

Go.

Eric, cars and
explosives are headed to

a high-rise
at Wilshire and Whitland.

And call building security
and tell them to evacuate.

It's a good thing it's Saturday.

Will do.

I'm also sending I.D. photos

of Bakri's two roommates
to your phones.

Get those to the FBI, LAPD

and Homeland Security
while you're at it.

I'll tell Kensi and Deeks
to meet you at the high-rise.

Gentlemen?

Come back in one piece.

Talk to me, Eric.
What do we got?

The building has

a closed-circuit
security system.

So we're going in blind?

Unfortunately, yes.

This building would meet
earthquake codes,

which means it rests on
shock absorbers filled with oil.

Flammable oil.

Really? 85 pounds
of HMX wasn't enough?

It's totally overkill.

Eric, have you
cleared the building?

I tried. Security's shut down
for the weekend,

but the building
should be empty.

Yeah, or not.

You guys head to the roof

just to be safe.
Make sure it's clear.

We'll head to
the basement.

If they know this is
sitting on oil...

Maybe they moved
the bombs there.

Hey.

Just come back in one piece,
all right?

Sounded better
when Hetty said it.

G, over there.

Copper Hyundai,
gray Subaru.

Bomb squad?

No time.

Guess we got
to risk it.

This car looks clean.

I don't see any bomb.

Door's unlocked.

Pop the trunk.

Easy, easy.

Okay. Okay.

No wires.

No switches.

No device.

HMX is gone.

They already moved the
bomb into the basement.

Oh, damn it.

Why did Rodger have
to be so popular?

Callen, Sam,
we have a situation.

Party full of people
that didn't get the memo.

Copy.

Any sign of
the roommates?

No, I don't see them.

Let's get these people
out of here.

Excuse me, you have to
leave the building.

That's got to be it.

Federal agents!
Put your hands in the air!

Back away from the device!

Bakri told us
where to find you.

I don't believe you.

He sent us here
to talk to you,

to convince you
not to go through with this.

Lies.

It was Bakri who persuaded
us that this is the only way.

But it's not.

Your people
in your country need help,

but bloodshed and terror
aren't the answer.

Don't stoop to
their level, man.

Back away from the device.

It's time to walk away.

If I don't go through with this,

it will all have been
for nothing.

No. If you don't
go through with this,

it means you haven't turned
into one of them.

It's okay.

Put it down.

Slowly.

Put it down.

Come on.

Come on.
Come on, buddy.

Right here. It's all good.

Turn around.
Put your hands behind your back.

Where's your roommate?

Other side of the building.
Get down.

Down.

Sam?

I got this.

Federal agent!

Don't do it.

Guys, we're all secure.

Okay, copy that.

Hell of a day.

Yeah.

Hell of a day.

Huh.

What is it?

Someone just left me a...
love note.

Let me see that.
No, no, no, no, no.

Let me see it.
This is between me

and my Juliet.

Not so fast, fair Romeo.

Turns out, somebody, uh...

somebody loves themself
some Deeks, too.

Yeah?

And has a thing for

intelligent brunettes.

And really loves tall,
dark, handsome men

with razor-sharp wit.

Oh, you must have gotten mine.

No. It says, tall,
dark and handsome.

Oh.

Well, uh, good
night, guys.

Night's not over yet, you two.

It's not?

Uh-huh.

When everything's on the line,
like it was today,

there's nobody
I'd rather have by my side.

Amen.

Let's get a drink, huh?

Let's do it.

I could go for a beer.

I could go for several.
Me, too.

Several? Such a lady.

Lady is thirsty.

I was thinking
you're more of like a...

They're quite a
team, Henrietta.

They're my '27 Yankees.

Doesn't get any
easier, does it?

Sending them
out each time,

never knowing if
they'll come back.

They always come back, Owen.

Until one day they don't.