NCIS (2003–…): Season 20, Episode 13 - Evil Eye - full transcript
In preparation for a role, a world-renowned actress shadows the NCIS team as they investigate a decapitation case.
Welcome, one and all...
She's a historical landmark.
You don't just up and
move a floating museum.
We need more time.
Well, you're out of time, Sal.
We need this berth cleared.
As I said, we're working on it.
Well, work faster.
We start the salvage
mission Friday.
Aye, aye, Skipper.
Friday it is.
This isn't Gilligan's Island,
and I'm a lieutenant.
You have a delivery.
You have a delivery.
This thing here
for either of you?
Nope.
You have a delivery.
Persistent little fella.
Well, I didn't order anything.
Sorry, buddy, but whatever
you got's not for me.
I think it's gonna
follow you home.
You have a delivery.
Still behind me, huh?
You have a delivery.
Okay, you win.
Just shut up.
If it's a pizza, I get half.
You have a delivery.
Director, you wanted to see me?
Agent Knight, have a seat.
Sir, the only reason why I
parked in your parking spot
on Friday was 'cause I
knew you weren't here.
You parked in my spot on Friday?
No.
What's your take
on Chloe Marlene?
The actress? Mm-hmm.
Her movies aren't
really my cup of tea.
Why?
Ms. Marlene is currently
shooting a film here in D.C.
What's that have to do with me?
She's playing an
NCIS REACT agent,
and to lend authenticity
to her character,
she's requested
time with an expert.
Me? Mm-hmm.
This is a joke,
right?
I couldn't make this up.
Wow.
I am flattered, but I will pass.
This isn't a request.
You're ordering me to hang
out with a movie star?
The order's not coming from me.
It's from SECNAV.
Why would
SECNAV get involved?
The movie is about the Navy,
and since Tom Cruise got to
spend time with a fighter pilot
for Top Gun,SECNAV wants
Ms. Marlene to have access
to the same kind of expertise.
So I'm doing this to
help sell movie tickets?
Actually, I think
SECNAV's more interested
in the movie
boosting recruitment,
but either way,
just try and make the next two
days as painless as possible.
Two days?
That Chloe
Marlene here?
Shadowing you for
two whole days?
Pretty much sums it up.
Okay.
Well, now we know
what she looks like.
I'm more concerned with
what she acts like.
She is a big star, so she's
probably high-maintenance.
Yeah, not to mention needy.
Oh, come on, you guys
don't even know her.
Oh, and you do?
No, but I hear she's
quite a spectacular person.
Nick Torres,
do you have a secret
crush on Chloe Marlene?
No, but when's she getting here?
Oh, why, you need
time to freshen up?
Oh, too late.
Chloe Marlene, meet
Special Agents Tim McGee,
Nick Torres,
and... Jessica Knight.
Graduated FLETC in '07,
REACT agent for 11 years,
Meritorious Achievement Medal
in '20.
It is an honor to meet you.
Wow, someone came prepared.
Oh, it's the least I could do.
I mean, you're going to help
me find Cheyenne Fuentes.
Is Cheyenne missing?
Uh, no, Timothy.
It's, uh, Chloe's new character
she's gonna play
in her new film.
I also came prepared.
Oh.
Well, I
would love to help you,
but we don't actually have
a case to work right now.
No, I get it.
It's just like
Hollywood, you know.
Hurry up and wait.
Yes, yes,
and speaking of the industry,
my, uh, middle school
drama teacher, you know,
she watched me in
Alice in Wonderland
and she said I'd be a star.
One-Take Torres,
she used to call me.
That's what she used to call me,
but, uh, I chose to
live in the shadows
instead of the
limelight.
Mm, Bandium alert.
Wow.Damn.
Uh, we sure
we want to take Chloe to this?
To what, a dead body?
Nope, no body.
Oh, good, but just so you know,
I did mentally prepare myself,
like, just in case I
have to see real blood.
I hope you're prepared
to see a lot more.
Actually, less.
All right, photo shoot is over.
You can take the head
out of the robot.
That's a new combination
of words for me.
Just lift up the bucket.
All right, that I can handle.
All right, victim
is middle-aged male.
Head severed at
the C-3 vertebra,
clean laceration.
Rigor mortis in the jaw suggests
that he died within
the last 12 hours.
I know we all have
to die somehow,
but this is the worst
of the somehows.
I opened up the lid and...
I was hoping it was a fake head,
you know, like a sick joke.
Unfortunately not.
I take it you don't know him?
No, although I'll
never be able to erase
his face from my mind.
Is that...
Chloe Marlene?
Just when you think this
day can't get any weirder,
a big movie star shows up?
Ignore her.
Have you ever noticed
a delivery robot
on this pier before?
No, ma'am.
Never had a famous
actress here either.
Okay.
McGee, can you take
over here? Yeah.
Hey, guys, guys,
eyes here. Yeah,
doesn't the attention
ever get annoying?
Oh, you get used to it.
So, where are we going now?
To the only thing on this pier
that is not starstruck.
Oh, I recognize this model.
Oh, yeah? Well, I
can't go shopping
in public anymore, so I
order everything online
and delivery bots come
to my house all the time.
Okay, Agent Marlene,
tell me what you know.
Me? Mm-hmm.
Okay.
I'm pretty sure the
bots have cameras
and are remotely operated
by the company's staff.
Which means?
The delivery company
must have a record
of the sender and a video
of whoever loaded the head.
Very good.
Well, we've already
reached out to the company,
so we're just waiting for them
to get back to...
What the hell?
Bomb!
Everybody run!
Move, go, go!
You have a delivery.
You have a delivery.
Well, bomb squad is
obviously still fishing out
pieces of the robot,
but Knight says
it was a pipe bomb
hidden underneath
the insulation.
Because delivering a severed
head wasn't scary enough.
Well, someone was driving
this thing. Who was it?
Well, one very sick individual.
We got a name?
No, delivery company
says the robot
wasn't under their control.
Yeah. Do we know what
set the bomb off?
Well, Knight is guessing
that the countdown started
when she touched the robot.
Then why didn't the
lieutenant trigger it first?
Bomb tech thinks that there
was a loose wire somewhere.
Knight somehow accidentally
reconnected it.
Hell of a first day
for our movie star.
I'm guessing it's her last.
Hey, badass, you okay?
Me? I've come to check on you.
You seem oddly calm
for what just happened.
My acting coach taught me a
technique called disassociation.
Like disconnecting from reality?
Yeah, I'm pretending that
the head and the bomb
were just movie props and
I was never in danger.
And that works?
So far, so good.
Even so, I think you
should consider going home.
It's been a crazy day.
I'm in the
entertainment business.
Every day's a crazy day.
Look, I appreciate the concern,
but I'm gonna finish
what I started.
I'm Cheyenne Fuentes.
Hey, Jimmy!
Hey, Nick.
Dude, come on, don't
leave me alone with him.
Oh, he's fascinating, isn't he?
Well, that's not
the word I'd use.
Uh, yeah, I want to
show you something.
Take a look at this cut line.
I mean, 20 years I
have been down here.
I have never seen
a slice this clean.
Okay, what do you mean?
Well, whatever blade separated
this head from its body
was extremely sharp
and moving at a
tremendous speed.
Like a sword? In a Chloe
Marlene movie, maybe.
Ugh.
Well, I just hope that
he was already dead
when he lost his head.
I'm afraid not.
Here, take a look at
the trachea here...
All right, yeah, okay,
man, that's enough.
All right, did you notice he has
two different color eyes?
It's called heterochromia.
English, please.
It's a rare but benign condition
that causes a person's irises
to be two different colors.
So, something he was born with?
Yeah, either that or as
a result of some sort
of head injury...
Not counting this one.
You have any ID on him yet?
No, Kasie's examining some
of his hair as we speak.
Our victim
is Rosco Sanchez,
a 62-year-old
tech salesman from
Louisville, Kentucky.
He was reported missing
by his boss last week.
Put a trace on his cell.
Maybe we can find
the rest of him.
Already did, got
nothing, which means
either his battery died or...
Or the killer turned
off his phone.
Oh, this is great stuff.
Yes, I haven't even gotten
to the good part yet.
I may have another
way to find Sanchez.
I did a deep dive into his
socials, and it turns out
he has a pacemaker.
And that helps us how?
New pacemakers are
equipped with GPS.
The manufacturer's emailing
me when we have a location.
Wow, you're thorough.
Yeah.
More thorough than Bayous
and Bridges,that's for sure.
My movie?
Yes, now don't get me wrong,
I-I love your character,
but I was offended when
the forensic analyst
cut corners on the science
and was still made
out to be the hero.
What do you mean "cut corners"?
Well, for one, he
ran that blood sample
in an unsterile environment.
Kasie. And for two,
if you really... Kasie.
No, I'm sorry.
I just wishfor once
that movies reflected real life.
Well, um, that's why I'm here.
Yes, that is a good point.
Um, oh, we have an
address on the pacemaker.
Okay, I will give Torres a call.
Let me get this straight.
We're looking for a
headless body, while Knight
is, uh, hanging out
with a movie star?
Well, sounds like
somebody's jealous.
No, I'm just saying
wouldn't you rather
hang out with
Chloe than be here?
Nope. This is where
the action is.
Watch the cow crap.
Well, seems like you and I
have two different definitions
for the word "action."
Ready?
NCIS! Coming in!
What the hell is this?
Now we know how our
victim was decapitated.
Our killer went full medieval.
You smell that?
Yeah.
Oh, God!
That's got to be
the rest of Sanchez.
Well, if that's him,
who are they?
What the hell?
Two more headless victims?
Which means we got to
find two more heads.
Found them.
Oh...
Now we got a serial
killer to find.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Hi.
Hi.
Rough night?
That's an understatement.
My disassociation technique?
It stopped working
after the sun went down.
Well, if it makes you feel
any better, I've been there.
How'd you learn to leave
your work at the office?
I will let you know when I do.
Well, on the plus
side, you're helping me
find Cheyenne Fuentes.
And let me tell you,
she's a badass who doesn't
take crap from anyone.
I like her already.
Okay.
All right.
Day two. Let's do this.
Good morning.
Welcome back, Chloe.
Thanks, Nick.
So... what'd I miss?
What? Did you find
Sanchez's body?
We did.
Plus a couple more.
Uh, more-more what,
headless bodies?
Yep, but, uh, if it makes
you feel any better,
we also found their heads.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my...
What kind of person would
do something like this?
The careful kind.
All three bodies
were wiped clean.
No prints on the
guillotine, either.
I'm sorry, did you
say "guillotine"?
Yeah. Local LEOs just told me
the barn's owner died years ago.
As far as they knew,
the place was empty.
Well, who-who are these people?
We've got Mikeala
Greer from Delaware.
Braxton Bell from
North Carolina.
And you remember our first
victim, Rosco Sanchez.
All abducted in the past week.
And all had two
different color eyes.
It's called heterochromia.
I guess our killer's not a fan.
But why would anyone kill
someone based on eye color?
That's a really good question. And-and
why send a head to Lieutenant Harlan,
who has two-two blue eyes?
Yeah, well, that's
another good question.
How about answers?
Anybody got one of those?
Yeah, I might have one.
Found this on the lieutenant's
social media page.
Take a look at
her husband, John.
Two different
colored eyes.
You think the bomb was
actually meant for him?
Let's not wait around and
find out. Go, take McGee.
Vance wants to see me.
Okay.
It's time to go home.
You know I'm right.
And don't be down on
yourself. You did great.
I mean, you impressed me
in more ways than one.
Honestly, it really means
a lot coming from you.
And, I mean, I learned a ton.
And I think you're gonna make
a great fake federal agent.
Thanks.
Hey, just promise me one thing?
Catch the monster who did this.
Will do.
Director, you got
something for me?
I asked Dr. Mallard to do a
psych eval on our serial killer.
Which Dr. Palmer has
agreed to present.
Okay, Jimmy, what do ya got?
Well, what I have
is a history lesson.
Uh, in 18th century France,
people with two
different colored eyes
were seen as possessed.
They were teased,
they were ostracized,
sometimes...
they were even killed.
That's a common theme
throughout time.
Yeah, to treat people who
looked or acted differently
as evil spirits.
Like the witches of Salem.
We all know how they were
punished. They were hanged.
Any guesses as to how they
treated heterochromatics?
Chopped off their heads?
The belief was
that in order to
vanquish the demon
they needed to separate
the head from its soul.
So history
is repeating itself.
Why? We can only guess.
Perhaps the killer
suffered some sort
of trauma at the hands of
a heterochromatic person,
and now is seeking revenge
on anyone with two
different colored eyes.
That doesn't explain why
Lieutenant Harlan was targeted.
We just learned
that her husband has
different colored eyes.
Our theory is that the
killer got the wrong Harlan.
I don't think so.
Our killer has been
careful so far.
So you're thinking that
there's another reason
she would've been targeted?
Maybe.
If you look closely,
there's one person
waiting to be executed
who is not heterochromatic.
Two brown eyes.
Notice anything else about her?
She's pregnant.
Historically, women
who were impregnated
by heterochromatic men
were also targeted,
because the trait is hereditary.
So if Lieutenant
happens to be pregnant,
her child would
likely have it, too.
And since you can't chop off
the head of an unborn child...
You blow up the mom instead.
We need to get the Harlans
into protective custody.
McGee and Torres are on
the way to their house now.
Hey, McGee, what do you got?
I got
a guesthouse in the back.
One window broken.
And a broken security camera.
All right, I'll
clear the guesthouse.
I'll clear the main house.
NCIS!
Anyone home?
All right,
guesthouse is empty.
Hey, McGee, there
was a fight in here.
And it looks like
the Harlans lost.
You think they
could've been taken?
I do.
Jimmy was right. The
lieutenant is pregnant.
Yes, 32 inches wide,
27 inches on the longest side.
That's correct.Unreal.
Great. Okay, thank you
for the information.
What kind of psycho builds
their own guillotine?
Uh, well, I actually found
a how-to guide online.
Laid out the whole
process step by step.
Oh, thank you, Internet.
They're actually pretty
easy to build. You can get
all the materials at
the hardware store.
Except the blade.
That's a specialty item.
So where do D.I.Y.
serial killers
get their guillotine blades?
My question exactly.
It turns out
there's only one
industrial manufacturer
in the tri-state
area that makes them.
They sold a blade
with these exact
dimensions last month.
Did they give you the
name of the buyer?
No. He paid cash.
Do they remember what he
looks like? Maybe we could
get a sketch. There's no need.
He just ordered a new blade.
Because we took his guillotine,
and now the psycho needs
to build a new one.
We need to stop him.
Well, you better hurry.
'Cause he's picking up
the blade this morning.
Not if we pick him up first.
All right, we're all set.
Store manager talked to our guy.
He's five minutes out,
driving a blue van.
Why are these sick dudes
always driving a van?
Well, I'm more concerned
with what's inside that van.
You don't think he was
dumb enough to bring
the Harlans on an
errand run, right?
This guy believes that people
with two different
colored eyes have demons
living inside them. "Dumb
enough" isn't a question.
Good point.
Hey, you know Chloe has a movie
where she's doing a
stakeout just like this.
Except her partner is
a German Shepherd.Yeah.
I saw Paw and Order.
90 minutes of my life
I'll never get back.
But you have to admit,
Chloe was pretty amazing
saving that dog
from the bulldozer.
Seems like somebody's
missing their girlfriend.
Uh, it was probably good
that she left when she left.
There were sparks between us.
Oh, yeah? Did she know that?
I think she was figuring it out.
It's too bad she left before
I could show her my video.
What video?
Oh, you don't think my
mom historically recorded
my portrayal of The Mad Hatter?
Oh, I got to see that. Oh,
we'll have a special viewing.
Here we go.
Blacked-out windows.
You seeing what I'm seeing?
That's the tourist
from the pier.
He wasn't there to sightsee.
NCIS!
On the ground. On
the ground now!
Okay, okay.
Go ahead, I got him.
I'm afraid you're
gonna be disappointed.
They're
not back there.
Told you.
Where are they?
Who is he?
Sam Novak, 35, unemployed,
former college professor of...
Wait for it...
French History.
Explains his fascination
with guillotines.
Why'd he stop teaching?
Totaled his car a few years
ago, busted his head open.
After that, he informed
the university that he was
no longer fit to teach.
Well, no argument here.
We don't have access
to his medical records,
but it's not a stretch to
imagine that he suffered
a traumatic brain
injury in the accident.
Can we tie him to
the beheadings?
He was on the pier at the
same time as the explosion,
and we just caught him buying
a blade for a guillotine.
This is our guy.
And what did our guy
do with the Harlans?
He won't say. We
looked in his apartment
and the barn where we found
the bodies... nothing.
Property tax records
shows that he owns
a cabin about an
hour west of here.
Torres is on his way there now.
And if the Harlans aren't there?
Well, we somehow have to get him
to tell us where they are.
Well, welcome.
Please come in, have a seat.
Mr. Novak, you know
why you're here?
Because...
murder is against the law.
So you're admitting
to beheading people?
Yes.
Ah.
Oh, come on, don't give
me those judgmental looks.
You should be
thanking me. For what?
E-Eradicating evil
from our planet.
Well, having a
genetic eye condition
does not make someone evil.
So you're not only
judgmental, you're ignorant.
It's a bad combination.
So is kidnapping and murdering.
You're facing the death penalty.
An eye for an eye.
How perfectly barbaric.
We might be able to
take the death penalty
off the table if the
Harlans are still alive.
Oh, they're alive.
For now.
Where are they?
That's...
not something I'm
ready to disclose.
To either of you.
I'd like to talk to the agent
I saw at the pier yesterday.
Special Agent Chloe Marlene.
Well, she's not an agent.
But I think you
know that already.
Then why did you bring
her to my crime scene?
All right.
Enough with the games.
Where are the Harlans?
Are you not hearing me?
If you want to save
that happy couple,
bring Chloe in to
interrogate me.
Let her, let her finish
what she started.
That's not happening.
Then we're done here.
Novak, listen... No.
You listen.
You bring Chloe here,
I will tell her exactly
where the couple is.
If you don't, they die.
What the hell was that?
That was crazy being crazy.
He's definitely playing games.
He thinks he has
all the leverage.
He doesn't know that we
know about his cabin.
Any word
yet from Torres?
He just texted. Almost there.
Hey, Parker.
Tell me you found the Harlans.
No, but I found what
Novak wanted us to find.
A photo of the Harlans
chained to a wall somewhere.
Damn it!
He must've known we were coming.
Yeah, and it gets worse.
He left us a stopwatch.
It reads two hours and 42
minutes, and it's ticking.
Knight said that she found a
stopwatch attached to the bomb
in the robot. Yeah,
and it looks like
there's a pipe bomb
next to the Harlans.
All right, send me
that photo right away.
I will. But there's no clue
to their location
in this picture.
There may be another way
to find them, but, uh,
I got to get Vance to
sign off on it first.
You're asking me to allow
a movie star to interrogate
a serial killer? Yes.
And you think
that's a good idea?
No. But it's the best
bad idea we have.
Go take another run at Novak.
I already tried. He
won't talk to us.
He says it's Chloe
Marlene or no one.
Why? What, what is he
getting out of this?
I only care what
we get out of it.
We need to find these people.
The clock is ticking.
So this guy's
weapon of choice
is a guillotine or a bomb.
Guess he's a versatile
serial killer.
The vast majority of
close-contact bombs
decapitate the victim.
Now, this guy's
already detonated one
this week, Director.
And we have less
than three hours
to stop him from
detonating another one.
Go get her.
DIRECTOR: And action!
Know why the Navy
intercepted your vessel?
No, ma'am, we were just
out on a fishing trip.
Oh, really?
You have a fishing boat filled
with stolen M67 grenades?
Cut! MAN: Cutting.
Who
the hell are you?
NCIS agents.
Real ones.
Jessica?
I mean, when I said you
guys could visit the set,
I-I didn't mean like this.
Yeah, sorry, Chloe,
we just need you now.
For what?
Time to play a federal
agent in real life.
He can't see in here?
No.
Then why is he
staring right at me?
That's his resting psycho face.
Why do I have to
go in there alone?
It's the only way
that he's gonna talk.
So you go in there,
you let him talk.
Find out where the Harlans
are, and then you get out.
You won't be in danger.
He's in handcuffs
and leg shackles.
And just in case,
we'll be right here.
Good. Because I'm terrified.
I mean, not of him.
I mean, I'm scared of failing.
If I fail on set,
I get another take.
But if I fail in
there, two people die.
No, listen to me.
You are not going to fail.
You have my lines?
Okay.
You remember your
disassociation technique.
Imagine that he's
just a character
in another one of
your scenes.Okay.
And remember, he's
gonna try to mess with you.
Don't take the bait.
Okay, let me get that.
You ready? No.
But I'm going in there.
How's it going?
Sam, right?
Hello, Chloe. Thank
you for coming.
Uh, you're, you're so
much prettier in person.
Thanks.
Mind if I sit?
Don't be nervous. I won't bite.
Sorry.
It's just a little weird,
you staring like that.
Um...
Well, look, here I am.
Like you asked.
So will you please just tell
me where the Harlans are?
Oh, we'll get to that.
First I wanted to educate
you about the "evil eye."
Uh, no, we...
um, really don't have time.
Who doesn't have time?
We've got all the
time in the world.
Um... Oh.
You mean the Harlans.
Yeah, they're
running out of time.
Uh, yeah, we know.
NCIS found your little, uh,
message in your cabin.
I had a feeling they would.
Why go through all the trouble?
I had no choice.
Your friends behind the glass
confiscated my guillotine.
I had to build one. I knew
that picking up the second
blade would be risky.
So in the case
that I got caught,
my bomb was my
backup plan, you see?
I'm always thinking ahead.
Killing people isn't
something to be proud of.
Killing the right people is.
You're sick, man.
So just tell me where the
Harlans are or I'm leaving.
Well, it was fun
while it lasted.
We both know you're
not going anywhere.
Honestly, I thought you were
a better actor than that.
Okay, this is exactly
what I was afraid of.
Just give her a
minute. She's nervous.
That makes two of us.
Well, maybe you and I
can help each other.
I have more than three million
followers on social media.
You tell me where
the Harlans are,
I'll post anything you
want about the "evil eye."
That's a lot of followers.
Bet Nancy would be
proud, wherever she is.
Who's Nancy?
That's her mother.
Good luck finding her.
Oh, you mean because
she's unlisted?
That's probably smart,
being the mother of a huge star.
But, uh...
I have a knack for
finding people.
Where are the Harlans?
You see, the secret
is patience.
I would go to Toledo,
where your mother lives,
and I would just wait.
For as long as it takes.
Well, too bad you're
gonna rot in here
for the rest of your life.
Is that what NCIS told you?
They lied to you.
I'm getting out.
And when I do,
the first trip I'm going to make
is to Nancy.
What's going on?
Cheyenne Fuentes doesn't cry.
I'm sorry.
I can't. I can't.
I can't.It's okay.
I'm sorry. It's okay.
It's okay.
No, it's not okay.
It's not okay.
I just got two people killed.
Oh, my God.
All right, we got
less than an hour
till this bomb blows. Ideas?
I've got a warrant
for Novak's cell phone
to retrace his movements.
But it's been powered
off for a week.
I talked to the
Harlans' neighbor.
He remembered seeing the
blue van in the driveway
but doesn't recall in which
direction it drove off.
I scanned downtown traffic cams
from this morning. No blue van.
Which brings us back to Novak.
He is the only way we're
gonna find the Harlans.
But how? He was never
gonna tell Chloe anything.
I mean, he was only
messing with her head
so he could wait for
the bomb to blow.
Because all Novak does
is play mind games.
So let's play a mind
game against him.
How? He won't even talk to us.
Well, what does Ducky's
psych eval say about him?
That he's a narcissistic
control freak
who has a constant need to
show everyone how smart he is.
Exactly.
So let's show him
how smart he is.
By doing what?
By letting him win.
Nick, if we let him win,
that means the Harlans die.
Well, not necessarily.
You know where Chloe is?
Yeah.
Hey.
Look, uh, if you don't
mind, I'd rather be alone.
Chloe, I know this sucks,
but we don't have time to feel
sorry for ourselves right now.
What, is this your
version of a pep talk?
No. It's a strategy session.
You're gonna get Novak to
tell us where the Harlans are.
We just did this, Jess.
I tried everything
you said to do.
It didn't work.
Doesn't mean we give up.
As long as there is time
left on that stopwatch,
we have to do everything
we can to save them.
I know. But at this point,
I am only in the way.
Honestly, you are
better off without me.
You know he will
only talk to you.
You are the only shot
that we have at this.
What else can I do?
I'll tell you along the way.
Along the way where?
No.
No.
I-I can't go back in that room.
Yes, you can.
Because you know
what's at stake.
You wanted a taste
at being an agent.
We are gonna give you
everything that you can chew.
This is what an agent does.
We hit a wall, we go over it.
Or around it.
Or if need be,
we bust the damn thing down.
Are you ready to be
our sledgehammer?
Oh, Chloe.
What a pleasant surprise.
I thought I'd seen
the last of you.
You and me both.
I really hate this guy.
Yeah. He is very hateable.
Mm, I smell a game plan.
What have you all
been cooking up?
There's no game plan.
They just sent you in to say hi?
Hi.
No.
I came in here to
say that, uh...
you won.
Wow. Time flies when
you're having fun.
It's over.
You win.
No. No.
S-Society wins.
All I've been doing
is sacrificing myself
for the greater good.
You don't really think
that people with different
colored eyes are evil.
I don't think it. I know it.
Well, I hate to break
it to you, but...
that's just some
conspiracy theory.
And it's not even a good one.
And here you are,
killing innocent people.
I know for a fact
they're not innocent.
They're evil.
What makes you so sure?
Because...
I'm evil.
I was not expecting that.
Neither was Chloe.
She's spooked.
I don't know if she can do this.
She has to.
Time's up.
Kaboom.
Agent Knight.
Did you come in to celebrate?
You sick son of a bitch.
These people did
not deserve that!
I respectfully disagree.
Wipe that smile off of your
face or I will do it for you.
Chloe, wipe your tears.
This is a good thing.
You heartless prick.
These people have families.
Ah.
I see what this
visit was all about.
You want to know where
to find the bodies?
What's left of them.
7517 Palm Avenue in Alexandria.
See?
I-I'm not as heartless
as you think.
And you're not as
smart as you think.
We reset the stopwatch
50 minutes ahead.
I didn't think you were gonna
be stupid enough to fall for it,
but you proved me wrong.
And you said I was a bad actor.
NCIS!
You both okay? Please
hurry! There's a bomb!
23 seconds.
All right, don't worry. We're
gonna get you out of here.
18 seconds.
Spread your hands apart as
far as you possibly can.
Stay completely still.
Okay. Close your
eyes. Don't miss!
Ten seconds! Let's
go! Move! Go, go, go.
All right, go. Come on,
come on. Go, go, go, go, go!
Move!
Nice hack, lumberjack.
And you were afraid
you were gonna miss.
You were?
Thank you. Great work.
See you tomorrow.
So, good news...
Lieutenant Harlan
and her husband are okay.
Oh, thank God.
Hey, so who ended up,
uh, swinging the axe?
McGee.
Oh, come on.
You love it.
Mm-hmm. Thank you.
Most importantly, everyone
made it out in one piece.
You guys pulled it off.
We pulled it off.
Jess told me that the
stopwatch thing was your idea.
Oh, no. You know,
more of a team effort. Uh...
I just played a huge part.
So, what does the team
usually do to celebrate?
Uh...
we go home.
Yeah, and kind of do
it again tomorrow.
No rest for the weary.
I feel you. I got a 6:00 a.m.
call time tomorrow morning.
But I know exactly
how to play Cheyenne Fuentes,
thanks to my excellent
scene partner.
Thank you.
Glad I could help.
And speaking of
scene partners, Nick,
how would you feel
about dusting off
those middle school
acting chops?
Oh, I don't...
Seriously?
Yeah, some guy had to drop out.
I think the role would
be perfect for you.
I don't know. I feel like my
skills are a little rusty,
and I feel like this is
all kind of last-minute.
Okay. No pressure.
I'll do it.
Great.
And action.
Scuse me.
Where's the master-at-arms?
Oh, you wanted to see
me, Petty Officer?
Yes, Agent Fuentes.
We made an awful discovery
when we opened
one of the crates.
What did you find?
A body.
And that's why you
shouldn't smuggle guns.
And cut!
Wonderful!
Moving on.
Nice work, Daniel
Day-Torres.Yeah.
Did you see my eyeballs moving?
No, no. Not at all. No?
No, you did great.
Hey, are you sure you
only need one take?
Because, uh, I-I think I want
to try something different.
No, we're good.
Well, I mean, you're-you're
dead. There's only one way.
But, no, like,
seriously, don't worry.
You nailed it.
Okay.
I told you... One-Take Torres.
Captioning sponsored by CBS
and TOYOTA.
She's a historical landmark.
You don't just up and
move a floating museum.
We need more time.
Well, you're out of time, Sal.
We need this berth cleared.
As I said, we're working on it.
Well, work faster.
We start the salvage
mission Friday.
Aye, aye, Skipper.
Friday it is.
This isn't Gilligan's Island,
and I'm a lieutenant.
You have a delivery.
You have a delivery.
This thing here
for either of you?
Nope.
You have a delivery.
Persistent little fella.
Well, I didn't order anything.
Sorry, buddy, but whatever
you got's not for me.
I think it's gonna
follow you home.
You have a delivery.
Still behind me, huh?
You have a delivery.
Okay, you win.
Just shut up.
If it's a pizza, I get half.
You have a delivery.
Director, you wanted to see me?
Agent Knight, have a seat.
Sir, the only reason why I
parked in your parking spot
on Friday was 'cause I
knew you weren't here.
You parked in my spot on Friday?
No.
What's your take
on Chloe Marlene?
The actress? Mm-hmm.
Her movies aren't
really my cup of tea.
Why?
Ms. Marlene is currently
shooting a film here in D.C.
What's that have to do with me?
She's playing an
NCIS REACT agent,
and to lend authenticity
to her character,
she's requested
time with an expert.
Me? Mm-hmm.
This is a joke,
right?
I couldn't make this up.
Wow.
I am flattered, but I will pass.
This isn't a request.
You're ordering me to hang
out with a movie star?
The order's not coming from me.
It's from SECNAV.
Why would
SECNAV get involved?
The movie is about the Navy,
and since Tom Cruise got to
spend time with a fighter pilot
for Top Gun,SECNAV wants
Ms. Marlene to have access
to the same kind of expertise.
So I'm doing this to
help sell movie tickets?
Actually, I think
SECNAV's more interested
in the movie
boosting recruitment,
but either way,
just try and make the next two
days as painless as possible.
Two days?
That Chloe
Marlene here?
Shadowing you for
two whole days?
Pretty much sums it up.
Okay.
Well, now we know
what she looks like.
I'm more concerned with
what she acts like.
She is a big star, so she's
probably high-maintenance.
Yeah, not to mention needy.
Oh, come on, you guys
don't even know her.
Oh, and you do?
No, but I hear she's
quite a spectacular person.
Nick Torres,
do you have a secret
crush on Chloe Marlene?
No, but when's she getting here?
Oh, why, you need
time to freshen up?
Oh, too late.
Chloe Marlene, meet
Special Agents Tim McGee,
Nick Torres,
and... Jessica Knight.
Graduated FLETC in '07,
REACT agent for 11 years,
Meritorious Achievement Medal
in '20.
It is an honor to meet you.
Wow, someone came prepared.
Oh, it's the least I could do.
I mean, you're going to help
me find Cheyenne Fuentes.
Is Cheyenne missing?
Uh, no, Timothy.
It's, uh, Chloe's new character
she's gonna play
in her new film.
I also came prepared.
Oh.
Well, I
would love to help you,
but we don't actually have
a case to work right now.
No, I get it.
It's just like
Hollywood, you know.
Hurry up and wait.
Yes, yes,
and speaking of the industry,
my, uh, middle school
drama teacher, you know,
she watched me in
Alice in Wonderland
and she said I'd be a star.
One-Take Torres,
she used to call me.
That's what she used to call me,
but, uh, I chose to
live in the shadows
instead of the
limelight.
Mm, Bandium alert.
Wow.Damn.
Uh, we sure
we want to take Chloe to this?
To what, a dead body?
Nope, no body.
Oh, good, but just so you know,
I did mentally prepare myself,
like, just in case I
have to see real blood.
I hope you're prepared
to see a lot more.
Actually, less.
All right, photo shoot is over.
You can take the head
out of the robot.
That's a new combination
of words for me.
Just lift up the bucket.
All right, that I can handle.
All right, victim
is middle-aged male.
Head severed at
the C-3 vertebra,
clean laceration.
Rigor mortis in the jaw suggests
that he died within
the last 12 hours.
I know we all have
to die somehow,
but this is the worst
of the somehows.
I opened up the lid and...
I was hoping it was a fake head,
you know, like a sick joke.
Unfortunately not.
I take it you don't know him?
No, although I'll
never be able to erase
his face from my mind.
Is that...
Chloe Marlene?
Just when you think this
day can't get any weirder,
a big movie star shows up?
Ignore her.
Have you ever noticed
a delivery robot
on this pier before?
No, ma'am.
Never had a famous
actress here either.
Okay.
McGee, can you take
over here? Yeah.
Hey, guys, guys,
eyes here. Yeah,
doesn't the attention
ever get annoying?
Oh, you get used to it.
So, where are we going now?
To the only thing on this pier
that is not starstruck.
Oh, I recognize this model.
Oh, yeah? Well, I
can't go shopping
in public anymore, so I
order everything online
and delivery bots come
to my house all the time.
Okay, Agent Marlene,
tell me what you know.
Me? Mm-hmm.
Okay.
I'm pretty sure the
bots have cameras
and are remotely operated
by the company's staff.
Which means?
The delivery company
must have a record
of the sender and a video
of whoever loaded the head.
Very good.
Well, we've already
reached out to the company,
so we're just waiting for them
to get back to...
What the hell?
Bomb!
Everybody run!
Move, go, go!
You have a delivery.
You have a delivery.
Well, bomb squad is
obviously still fishing out
pieces of the robot,
but Knight says
it was a pipe bomb
hidden underneath
the insulation.
Because delivering a severed
head wasn't scary enough.
Well, someone was driving
this thing. Who was it?
Well, one very sick individual.
We got a name?
No, delivery company
says the robot
wasn't under their control.
Yeah. Do we know what
set the bomb off?
Well, Knight is guessing
that the countdown started
when she touched the robot.
Then why didn't the
lieutenant trigger it first?
Bomb tech thinks that there
was a loose wire somewhere.
Knight somehow accidentally
reconnected it.
Hell of a first day
for our movie star.
I'm guessing it's her last.
Hey, badass, you okay?
Me? I've come to check on you.
You seem oddly calm
for what just happened.
My acting coach taught me a
technique called disassociation.
Like disconnecting from reality?
Yeah, I'm pretending that
the head and the bomb
were just movie props and
I was never in danger.
And that works?
So far, so good.
Even so, I think you
should consider going home.
It's been a crazy day.
I'm in the
entertainment business.
Every day's a crazy day.
Look, I appreciate the concern,
but I'm gonna finish
what I started.
I'm Cheyenne Fuentes.
Hey, Jimmy!
Hey, Nick.
Dude, come on, don't
leave me alone with him.
Oh, he's fascinating, isn't he?
Well, that's not
the word I'd use.
Uh, yeah, I want to
show you something.
Take a look at this cut line.
I mean, 20 years I
have been down here.
I have never seen
a slice this clean.
Okay, what do you mean?
Well, whatever blade separated
this head from its body
was extremely sharp
and moving at a
tremendous speed.
Like a sword? In a Chloe
Marlene movie, maybe.
Ugh.
Well, I just hope that
he was already dead
when he lost his head.
I'm afraid not.
Here, take a look at
the trachea here...
All right, yeah, okay,
man, that's enough.
All right, did you notice he has
two different color eyes?
It's called heterochromia.
English, please.
It's a rare but benign condition
that causes a person's irises
to be two different colors.
So, something he was born with?
Yeah, either that or as
a result of some sort
of head injury...
Not counting this one.
You have any ID on him yet?
No, Kasie's examining some
of his hair as we speak.
Our victim
is Rosco Sanchez,
a 62-year-old
tech salesman from
Louisville, Kentucky.
He was reported missing
by his boss last week.
Put a trace on his cell.
Maybe we can find
the rest of him.
Already did, got
nothing, which means
either his battery died or...
Or the killer turned
off his phone.
Oh, this is great stuff.
Yes, I haven't even gotten
to the good part yet.
I may have another
way to find Sanchez.
I did a deep dive into his
socials, and it turns out
he has a pacemaker.
And that helps us how?
New pacemakers are
equipped with GPS.
The manufacturer's emailing
me when we have a location.
Wow, you're thorough.
Yeah.
More thorough than Bayous
and Bridges,that's for sure.
My movie?
Yes, now don't get me wrong,
I-I love your character,
but I was offended when
the forensic analyst
cut corners on the science
and was still made
out to be the hero.
What do you mean "cut corners"?
Well, for one, he
ran that blood sample
in an unsterile environment.
Kasie. And for two,
if you really... Kasie.
No, I'm sorry.
I just wishfor once
that movies reflected real life.
Well, um, that's why I'm here.
Yes, that is a good point.
Um, oh, we have an
address on the pacemaker.
Okay, I will give Torres a call.
Let me get this straight.
We're looking for a
headless body, while Knight
is, uh, hanging out
with a movie star?
Well, sounds like
somebody's jealous.
No, I'm just saying
wouldn't you rather
hang out with
Chloe than be here?
Nope. This is where
the action is.
Watch the cow crap.
Well, seems like you and I
have two different definitions
for the word "action."
Ready?
NCIS! Coming in!
What the hell is this?
Now we know how our
victim was decapitated.
Our killer went full medieval.
You smell that?
Yeah.
Oh, God!
That's got to be
the rest of Sanchez.
Well, if that's him,
who are they?
What the hell?
Two more headless victims?
Which means we got to
find two more heads.
Found them.
Oh...
Now we got a serial
killer to find.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Hi.
Hi.
Rough night?
That's an understatement.
My disassociation technique?
It stopped working
after the sun went down.
Well, if it makes you feel
any better, I've been there.
How'd you learn to leave
your work at the office?
I will let you know when I do.
Well, on the plus
side, you're helping me
find Cheyenne Fuentes.
And let me tell you,
she's a badass who doesn't
take crap from anyone.
I like her already.
Okay.
All right.
Day two. Let's do this.
Good morning.
Welcome back, Chloe.
Thanks, Nick.
So... what'd I miss?
What? Did you find
Sanchez's body?
We did.
Plus a couple more.
Uh, more-more what,
headless bodies?
Yep, but, uh, if it makes
you feel any better,
we also found their heads.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my...
What kind of person would
do something like this?
The careful kind.
All three bodies
were wiped clean.
No prints on the
guillotine, either.
I'm sorry, did you
say "guillotine"?
Yeah. Local LEOs just told me
the barn's owner died years ago.
As far as they knew,
the place was empty.
Well, who-who are these people?
We've got Mikeala
Greer from Delaware.
Braxton Bell from
North Carolina.
And you remember our first
victim, Rosco Sanchez.
All abducted in the past week.
And all had two
different color eyes.
It's called heterochromia.
I guess our killer's not a fan.
But why would anyone kill
someone based on eye color?
That's a really good question. And-and
why send a head to Lieutenant Harlan,
who has two-two blue eyes?
Yeah, well, that's
another good question.
How about answers?
Anybody got one of those?
Yeah, I might have one.
Found this on the lieutenant's
social media page.
Take a look at
her husband, John.
Two different
colored eyes.
You think the bomb was
actually meant for him?
Let's not wait around and
find out. Go, take McGee.
Vance wants to see me.
Okay.
It's time to go home.
You know I'm right.
And don't be down on
yourself. You did great.
I mean, you impressed me
in more ways than one.
Honestly, it really means
a lot coming from you.
And, I mean, I learned a ton.
And I think you're gonna make
a great fake federal agent.
Thanks.
Hey, just promise me one thing?
Catch the monster who did this.
Will do.
Director, you got
something for me?
I asked Dr. Mallard to do a
psych eval on our serial killer.
Which Dr. Palmer has
agreed to present.
Okay, Jimmy, what do ya got?
Well, what I have
is a history lesson.
Uh, in 18th century France,
people with two
different colored eyes
were seen as possessed.
They were teased,
they were ostracized,
sometimes...
they were even killed.
That's a common theme
throughout time.
Yeah, to treat people who
looked or acted differently
as evil spirits.
Like the witches of Salem.
We all know how they were
punished. They were hanged.
Any guesses as to how they
treated heterochromatics?
Chopped off their heads?
The belief was
that in order to
vanquish the demon
they needed to separate
the head from its soul.
So history
is repeating itself.
Why? We can only guess.
Perhaps the killer
suffered some sort
of trauma at the hands of
a heterochromatic person,
and now is seeking revenge
on anyone with two
different colored eyes.
That doesn't explain why
Lieutenant Harlan was targeted.
We just learned
that her husband has
different colored eyes.
Our theory is that the
killer got the wrong Harlan.
I don't think so.
Our killer has been
careful so far.
So you're thinking that
there's another reason
she would've been targeted?
Maybe.
If you look closely,
there's one person
waiting to be executed
who is not heterochromatic.
Two brown eyes.
Notice anything else about her?
She's pregnant.
Historically, women
who were impregnated
by heterochromatic men
were also targeted,
because the trait is hereditary.
So if Lieutenant
happens to be pregnant,
her child would
likely have it, too.
And since you can't chop off
the head of an unborn child...
You blow up the mom instead.
We need to get the Harlans
into protective custody.
McGee and Torres are on
the way to their house now.
Hey, McGee, what do you got?
I got
a guesthouse in the back.
One window broken.
And a broken security camera.
All right, I'll
clear the guesthouse.
I'll clear the main house.
NCIS!
Anyone home?
All right,
guesthouse is empty.
Hey, McGee, there
was a fight in here.
And it looks like
the Harlans lost.
You think they
could've been taken?
I do.
Jimmy was right. The
lieutenant is pregnant.
Yes, 32 inches wide,
27 inches on the longest side.
That's correct.Unreal.
Great. Okay, thank you
for the information.
What kind of psycho builds
their own guillotine?
Uh, well, I actually found
a how-to guide online.
Laid out the whole
process step by step.
Oh, thank you, Internet.
They're actually pretty
easy to build. You can get
all the materials at
the hardware store.
Except the blade.
That's a specialty item.
So where do D.I.Y.
serial killers
get their guillotine blades?
My question exactly.
It turns out
there's only one
industrial manufacturer
in the tri-state
area that makes them.
They sold a blade
with these exact
dimensions last month.
Did they give you the
name of the buyer?
No. He paid cash.
Do they remember what he
looks like? Maybe we could
get a sketch. There's no need.
He just ordered a new blade.
Because we took his guillotine,
and now the psycho needs
to build a new one.
We need to stop him.
Well, you better hurry.
'Cause he's picking up
the blade this morning.
Not if we pick him up first.
All right, we're all set.
Store manager talked to our guy.
He's five minutes out,
driving a blue van.
Why are these sick dudes
always driving a van?
Well, I'm more concerned
with what's inside that van.
You don't think he was
dumb enough to bring
the Harlans on an
errand run, right?
This guy believes that people
with two different
colored eyes have demons
living inside them. "Dumb
enough" isn't a question.
Good point.
Hey, you know Chloe has a movie
where she's doing a
stakeout just like this.
Except her partner is
a German Shepherd.Yeah.
I saw Paw and Order.
90 minutes of my life
I'll never get back.
But you have to admit,
Chloe was pretty amazing
saving that dog
from the bulldozer.
Seems like somebody's
missing their girlfriend.
Uh, it was probably good
that she left when she left.
There were sparks between us.
Oh, yeah? Did she know that?
I think she was figuring it out.
It's too bad she left before
I could show her my video.
What video?
Oh, you don't think my
mom historically recorded
my portrayal of The Mad Hatter?
Oh, I got to see that. Oh,
we'll have a special viewing.
Here we go.
Blacked-out windows.
You seeing what I'm seeing?
That's the tourist
from the pier.
He wasn't there to sightsee.
NCIS!
On the ground. On
the ground now!
Okay, okay.
Go ahead, I got him.
I'm afraid you're
gonna be disappointed.
They're
not back there.
Told you.
Where are they?
Who is he?
Sam Novak, 35, unemployed,
former college professor of...
Wait for it...
French History.
Explains his fascination
with guillotines.
Why'd he stop teaching?
Totaled his car a few years
ago, busted his head open.
After that, he informed
the university that he was
no longer fit to teach.
Well, no argument here.
We don't have access
to his medical records,
but it's not a stretch to
imagine that he suffered
a traumatic brain
injury in the accident.
Can we tie him to
the beheadings?
He was on the pier at the
same time as the explosion,
and we just caught him buying
a blade for a guillotine.
This is our guy.
And what did our guy
do with the Harlans?
He won't say. We
looked in his apartment
and the barn where we found
the bodies... nothing.
Property tax records
shows that he owns
a cabin about an
hour west of here.
Torres is on his way there now.
And if the Harlans aren't there?
Well, we somehow have to get him
to tell us where they are.
Well, welcome.
Please come in, have a seat.
Mr. Novak, you know
why you're here?
Because...
murder is against the law.
So you're admitting
to beheading people?
Yes.
Ah.
Oh, come on, don't give
me those judgmental looks.
You should be
thanking me. For what?
E-Eradicating evil
from our planet.
Well, having a
genetic eye condition
does not make someone evil.
So you're not only
judgmental, you're ignorant.
It's a bad combination.
So is kidnapping and murdering.
You're facing the death penalty.
An eye for an eye.
How perfectly barbaric.
We might be able to
take the death penalty
off the table if the
Harlans are still alive.
Oh, they're alive.
For now.
Where are they?
That's...
not something I'm
ready to disclose.
To either of you.
I'd like to talk to the agent
I saw at the pier yesterday.
Special Agent Chloe Marlene.
Well, she's not an agent.
But I think you
know that already.
Then why did you bring
her to my crime scene?
All right.
Enough with the games.
Where are the Harlans?
Are you not hearing me?
If you want to save
that happy couple,
bring Chloe in to
interrogate me.
Let her, let her finish
what she started.
That's not happening.
Then we're done here.
Novak, listen... No.
You listen.
You bring Chloe here,
I will tell her exactly
where the couple is.
If you don't, they die.
What the hell was that?
That was crazy being crazy.
He's definitely playing games.
He thinks he has
all the leverage.
He doesn't know that we
know about his cabin.
Any word
yet from Torres?
He just texted. Almost there.
Hey, Parker.
Tell me you found the Harlans.
No, but I found what
Novak wanted us to find.
A photo of the Harlans
chained to a wall somewhere.
Damn it!
He must've known we were coming.
Yeah, and it gets worse.
He left us a stopwatch.
It reads two hours and 42
minutes, and it's ticking.
Knight said that she found a
stopwatch attached to the bomb
in the robot. Yeah,
and it looks like
there's a pipe bomb
next to the Harlans.
All right, send me
that photo right away.
I will. But there's no clue
to their location
in this picture.
There may be another way
to find them, but, uh,
I got to get Vance to
sign off on it first.
You're asking me to allow
a movie star to interrogate
a serial killer? Yes.
And you think
that's a good idea?
No. But it's the best
bad idea we have.
Go take another run at Novak.
I already tried. He
won't talk to us.
He says it's Chloe
Marlene or no one.
Why? What, what is he
getting out of this?
I only care what
we get out of it.
We need to find these people.
The clock is ticking.
So this guy's
weapon of choice
is a guillotine or a bomb.
Guess he's a versatile
serial killer.
The vast majority of
close-contact bombs
decapitate the victim.
Now, this guy's
already detonated one
this week, Director.
And we have less
than three hours
to stop him from
detonating another one.
Go get her.
DIRECTOR: And action!
Know why the Navy
intercepted your vessel?
No, ma'am, we were just
out on a fishing trip.
Oh, really?
You have a fishing boat filled
with stolen M67 grenades?
Cut! MAN: Cutting.
Who
the hell are you?
NCIS agents.
Real ones.
Jessica?
I mean, when I said you
guys could visit the set,
I-I didn't mean like this.
Yeah, sorry, Chloe,
we just need you now.
For what?
Time to play a federal
agent in real life.
He can't see in here?
No.
Then why is he
staring right at me?
That's his resting psycho face.
Why do I have to
go in there alone?
It's the only way
that he's gonna talk.
So you go in there,
you let him talk.
Find out where the Harlans
are, and then you get out.
You won't be in danger.
He's in handcuffs
and leg shackles.
And just in case,
we'll be right here.
Good. Because I'm terrified.
I mean, not of him.
I mean, I'm scared of failing.
If I fail on set,
I get another take.
But if I fail in
there, two people die.
No, listen to me.
You are not going to fail.
You have my lines?
Okay.
You remember your
disassociation technique.
Imagine that he's
just a character
in another one of
your scenes.Okay.
And remember, he's
gonna try to mess with you.
Don't take the bait.
Okay, let me get that.
You ready? No.
But I'm going in there.
How's it going?
Sam, right?
Hello, Chloe. Thank
you for coming.
Uh, you're, you're so
much prettier in person.
Thanks.
Mind if I sit?
Don't be nervous. I won't bite.
Sorry.
It's just a little weird,
you staring like that.
Um...
Well, look, here I am.
Like you asked.
So will you please just tell
me where the Harlans are?
Oh, we'll get to that.
First I wanted to educate
you about the "evil eye."
Uh, no, we...
um, really don't have time.
Who doesn't have time?
We've got all the
time in the world.
Um... Oh.
You mean the Harlans.
Yeah, they're
running out of time.
Uh, yeah, we know.
NCIS found your little, uh,
message in your cabin.
I had a feeling they would.
Why go through all the trouble?
I had no choice.
Your friends behind the glass
confiscated my guillotine.
I had to build one. I knew
that picking up the second
blade would be risky.
So in the case
that I got caught,
my bomb was my
backup plan, you see?
I'm always thinking ahead.
Killing people isn't
something to be proud of.
Killing the right people is.
You're sick, man.
So just tell me where the
Harlans are or I'm leaving.
Well, it was fun
while it lasted.
We both know you're
not going anywhere.
Honestly, I thought you were
a better actor than that.
Okay, this is exactly
what I was afraid of.
Just give her a
minute. She's nervous.
That makes two of us.
Well, maybe you and I
can help each other.
I have more than three million
followers on social media.
You tell me where
the Harlans are,
I'll post anything you
want about the "evil eye."
That's a lot of followers.
Bet Nancy would be
proud, wherever she is.
Who's Nancy?
That's her mother.
Good luck finding her.
Oh, you mean because
she's unlisted?
That's probably smart,
being the mother of a huge star.
But, uh...
I have a knack for
finding people.
Where are the Harlans?
You see, the secret
is patience.
I would go to Toledo,
where your mother lives,
and I would just wait.
For as long as it takes.
Well, too bad you're
gonna rot in here
for the rest of your life.
Is that what NCIS told you?
They lied to you.
I'm getting out.
And when I do,
the first trip I'm going to make
is to Nancy.
What's going on?
Cheyenne Fuentes doesn't cry.
I'm sorry.
I can't. I can't.
I can't.It's okay.
I'm sorry. It's okay.
It's okay.
No, it's not okay.
It's not okay.
I just got two people killed.
Oh, my God.
All right, we got
less than an hour
till this bomb blows. Ideas?
I've got a warrant
for Novak's cell phone
to retrace his movements.
But it's been powered
off for a week.
I talked to the
Harlans' neighbor.
He remembered seeing the
blue van in the driveway
but doesn't recall in which
direction it drove off.
I scanned downtown traffic cams
from this morning. No blue van.
Which brings us back to Novak.
He is the only way we're
gonna find the Harlans.
But how? He was never
gonna tell Chloe anything.
I mean, he was only
messing with her head
so he could wait for
the bomb to blow.
Because all Novak does
is play mind games.
So let's play a mind
game against him.
How? He won't even talk to us.
Well, what does Ducky's
psych eval say about him?
That he's a narcissistic
control freak
who has a constant need to
show everyone how smart he is.
Exactly.
So let's show him
how smart he is.
By doing what?
By letting him win.
Nick, if we let him win,
that means the Harlans die.
Well, not necessarily.
You know where Chloe is?
Yeah.
Hey.
Look, uh, if you don't
mind, I'd rather be alone.
Chloe, I know this sucks,
but we don't have time to feel
sorry for ourselves right now.
What, is this your
version of a pep talk?
No. It's a strategy session.
You're gonna get Novak to
tell us where the Harlans are.
We just did this, Jess.
I tried everything
you said to do.
It didn't work.
Doesn't mean we give up.
As long as there is time
left on that stopwatch,
we have to do everything
we can to save them.
I know. But at this point,
I am only in the way.
Honestly, you are
better off without me.
You know he will
only talk to you.
You are the only shot
that we have at this.
What else can I do?
I'll tell you along the way.
Along the way where?
No.
No.
I-I can't go back in that room.
Yes, you can.
Because you know
what's at stake.
You wanted a taste
at being an agent.
We are gonna give you
everything that you can chew.
This is what an agent does.
We hit a wall, we go over it.
Or around it.
Or if need be,
we bust the damn thing down.
Are you ready to be
our sledgehammer?
Oh, Chloe.
What a pleasant surprise.
I thought I'd seen
the last of you.
You and me both.
I really hate this guy.
Yeah. He is very hateable.
Mm, I smell a game plan.
What have you all
been cooking up?
There's no game plan.
They just sent you in to say hi?
Hi.
No.
I came in here to
say that, uh...
you won.
Wow. Time flies when
you're having fun.
It's over.
You win.
No. No.
S-Society wins.
All I've been doing
is sacrificing myself
for the greater good.
You don't really think
that people with different
colored eyes are evil.
I don't think it. I know it.
Well, I hate to break
it to you, but...
that's just some
conspiracy theory.
And it's not even a good one.
And here you are,
killing innocent people.
I know for a fact
they're not innocent.
They're evil.
What makes you so sure?
Because...
I'm evil.
I was not expecting that.
Neither was Chloe.
She's spooked.
I don't know if she can do this.
She has to.
Time's up.
Kaboom.
Agent Knight.
Did you come in to celebrate?
You sick son of a bitch.
These people did
not deserve that!
I respectfully disagree.
Wipe that smile off of your
face or I will do it for you.
Chloe, wipe your tears.
This is a good thing.
You heartless prick.
These people have families.
Ah.
I see what this
visit was all about.
You want to know where
to find the bodies?
What's left of them.
7517 Palm Avenue in Alexandria.
See?
I-I'm not as heartless
as you think.
And you're not as
smart as you think.
We reset the stopwatch
50 minutes ahead.
I didn't think you were gonna
be stupid enough to fall for it,
but you proved me wrong.
And you said I was a bad actor.
NCIS!
You both okay? Please
hurry! There's a bomb!
23 seconds.
All right, don't worry. We're
gonna get you out of here.
18 seconds.
Spread your hands apart as
far as you possibly can.
Stay completely still.
Okay. Close your
eyes. Don't miss!
Ten seconds! Let's
go! Move! Go, go, go.
All right, go. Come on,
come on. Go, go, go, go, go!
Move!
Nice hack, lumberjack.
And you were afraid
you were gonna miss.
You were?
Thank you. Great work.
See you tomorrow.
So, good news...
Lieutenant Harlan
and her husband are okay.
Oh, thank God.
Hey, so who ended up,
uh, swinging the axe?
McGee.
Oh, come on.
You love it.
Mm-hmm. Thank you.
Most importantly, everyone
made it out in one piece.
You guys pulled it off.
We pulled it off.
Jess told me that the
stopwatch thing was your idea.
Oh, no. You know,
more of a team effort. Uh...
I just played a huge part.
So, what does the team
usually do to celebrate?
Uh...
we go home.
Yeah, and kind of do
it again tomorrow.
No rest for the weary.
I feel you. I got a 6:00 a.m.
call time tomorrow morning.
But I know exactly
how to play Cheyenne Fuentes,
thanks to my excellent
scene partner.
Thank you.
Glad I could help.
And speaking of
scene partners, Nick,
how would you feel
about dusting off
those middle school
acting chops?
Oh, I don't...
Seriously?
Yeah, some guy had to drop out.
I think the role would
be perfect for you.
I don't know. I feel like my
skills are a little rusty,
and I feel like this is
all kind of last-minute.
Okay. No pressure.
I'll do it.
Great.
And action.
Scuse me.
Where's the master-at-arms?
Oh, you wanted to see
me, Petty Officer?
Yes, Agent Fuentes.
We made an awful discovery
when we opened
one of the crates.
What did you find?
A body.
And that's why you
shouldn't smuggle guns.
And cut!
Wonderful!
Moving on.
Nice work, Daniel
Day-Torres.Yeah.
Did you see my eyeballs moving?
No, no. Not at all. No?
No, you did great.
Hey, are you sure you
only need one take?
Because, uh, I-I think I want
to try something different.
No, we're good.
Well, I mean, you're-you're
dead. There's only one way.
But, no, like,
seriously, don't worry.
You nailed it.
Okay.
I told you... One-Take Torres.
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