NCIS (2003–…): Season 20, Episode 7 - Love Lost - full transcript
Nick?
What are you doing?
Oh, it's, uh, it's called
the-the useless box.
That's all it does.
What about the meeting?
Don't judge me.
You skipped the meeting, too.
Hey, guys.
McGee, what the hell?
What?
I asked you to, you know,
to go to that building
safety meeting for me.
Yeah, it's all good. I
asked Parker to do it.
And he agreed? PARKER:
No, he did not.
But Kasie said she'd take
notes for all of us. Hey.
Useless box.
Let's see.
It's a classic.
Guys, do you think we
should be feeling guilty
about skipping that meeting?
Somebody has to stay
in the squad room
in case we catch a case.
Uh, we have Bandium
alerts for that.
Not for walk-ins.
Well, nobody just walks in
to NCIS and... I'd
like to report a crime.
Actually, I would like
to report three crimes.
Technically, it's one crime
attempted three times.
Make that one felony
attempted three times.
Uh, sir, slow down.
Take a breath.
Uh, let's start with your name.
It's Felix Lassiter.
The felony that I would like
to report is attempted murder.
The intended victim is me,
and the offender is my wife.
Okay, are you active
duty or retired?
I-I'm not in the military.
Then you're gonna
have to file a report
with your local
police department.
Yeah, we don't have
jurisdiction to investigate.
Sure you do. I came to
the right place because...
because my wife is your boss.
My wife,
the Secretary of the Navy,
is trying to kill me.
All right. Right down here.
Please, uh, have a
seat. Make yourself
at home, Mr. Lassiter.
I'm not a mister. Call me Felix.
All right, Felix, uh,
do you want some coffee?
Do you have any
diet peach kombucha?
Uh, we are fresh out.
Why don't you go ahead
and sit tight, and, uh,
we'll be right back.
There's only one Secretary
of the Navy, right?
Yeah, Tara Flynn.
And she is married to that guy?
For 33 years.
Here is a picture of them at the
Navy Christmas Gala last year.
What does he do for
a living? Not much,
but I think he fancies himself
as some kind of inventor.
He has six patents
pending, all for
tiny wheel gears or something.
Well, they do say
opposites attract.
No, no, no. Opposites
is, uh, Jimmy and Knight.
You find out anything
else about him?
No criminal record, no
outstanding warrants.
Oh, I did find out that he
is the current president
of the Toy Train
Operating Society.
Well, that explains his
love for tiny wheels.
Hmm.
Sorry about that, Felix.
Please.
Why don't you just, uh,
start from the beginning.
My wife... has tried to kill me
not once, not twice,
but three times.
What happened?
It started last week.
I was driving along when, all of
a sudden, bam, my brakes failed,
and I swerved right off the
road, right into a tree.
Totaled my truck, and
somehow I walked away.
But how exactly is
that attempted murder?
I'm not done.
The other night, I'm
watching TV in my apartment,
and I hear this
annoying beeping noise.
Hey, hold up, hold on,
hold on. Apartment?
You and your wife
don't live together?
No, we do not because she-she
kicked me out. We're
getting divorced.
Anyway, the beeping
noise turned out to be
the carbon monoxide alarm.
And?
And what? I almost died
for the second time.
And last but not least,
this morning, I was
attacked. - Okay.
Attacked, that's something
we can work with.
I was out for my regular walk,
and a green Cadillac
with a dent on the fender
comes out of nowhere,
tries to plow me down,
and I jumped out of the
way. I came straight here.
Does your wife own
a green Cadillac with
a dent in the fender?
Well, no, but if she
was gonna run me over,
she wouldn't do it herself.
She obviously hired a hit man.
Mm. Obviously?
Yes, Agent Torres. Uh...
I'm telling you people,
my wife wants to kill me.
Did she tell you that?
She didn't have to.
Last week, she came
over and destroyed
my prized Lionel train
set, 1976 edition.
So, even
if this is true,
it still doesn't prove
that she's a murderer.
Well, somebody's
trying to kill me.
Who else would it be?
Well, did you ever
consider that these three
events were accidents?
Three near-death accidents
in less than a week?
Felix, do you have
any evidence at all
that your wife is responsible
for any of these incidents?
Isn't that your
job? I was kind of hoping
that NCIS would open
an investigation
before I end up dead.
No, don't worry.
We're looking for
your wife as we speak.
I'm sorry, Director, but
Secretary Flynn's unavailable.
She just left on a
flight to Amsterdam
to address NATO's
Security Council.
Please let her know we'd like
to speak to her as
soon as she lands.
You'll be her first call.
In the meantime, if it's okay,
we'd like to talk
to you. About?
Her husband.
Oh, boy.
What's Felix claiming now?
What do you mean now?
Felix is what I call a hot mess.
He's a nice guy, and I know
he loves the secretary,
but the guy's basically nuts.
Last year, he thought
the secretary was having
an affair with the
Sultan of Brunei.
I take it she wasn't.
Is he being serious, Director?
I can't tell through the screen.
Just continue, Rafa.
After years of all his
conspiracy theories,
she finally had enough
and kicked him out.
But he's dragging his
feet on the divorce
because he thinks he can
somehow win her back.
He's delusional.
Did she go to his apartment
and smash his model train set?
I highly doubt it,
but even if she did,
I'm sure he deserved it.
Felix has put the
woman through hell.
But this isn't
about trains, is it?
Would it be possible to see
the secretary's
itinerary from last week?
Of course. I'll
send it right over.
Thank you, Rafa.
Tread lightly on this.
The press finds out that
we're even questioning SECNAV
about a crime, she's
done politically.
You're saying investigate
the Secretary of the Navy?
We have no choice.
A report's been filed.
Something tells me that, uh,
you don't buy any of this.
I've met Felix a few
times over the years.
He cornered me
once to talk about
robot birds and
laser beam cancer.
Robot birds?
He's a whack job,
and I'm not going
to allow him to drag
the secretary down on
his way out the door.
And speaking of doors,
please escort
Mr. Lassiter to ours.
So, now what?
What, just go home?
Well, if anything else
happens, give us a call.
- We'll check it out.
- Uh...
That's reassuring. If
anything else happens,
you'll probably find me
in a pool of my own blood.
Felix, you okay?
Sir, are you prone to
panic attacks? Whoa, whoa.
Felix, Felix.
Whoa, whoa. Easy.
Felix, Felix, breathe.
Call an ambulance.
Okay, this is not
a panic attack.
Come on, breathe through it.
This guy had
a hell of a week.
Honestly, I thought it
was all just in his head,
but then the way he was
foaming from the mouth...
You think it was poison?
It looked that way to me.
But even if he was poisoned,
we still don't know that
SECNAV was behind it. True.
Good morning, Agents.
I'm Dr. Singh.
How's he doing?
He is stabilized.
We believe the
seizure was caused
by a pre-existing
heart condition.
Are you aware that,
when he collapsed,
he was telling us that someone
was trying to kill him?
Yes, which
is why we ran
a comprehensive blood test
to search for any toxins.
It came back clean.
Wow, so he was just the
unluckiest dude in the world?
He almost dies while telling
us how he almost died?
Well, it's quite
possible that his other
near-death experiences helped
trigger this cardiac event.
Well, we're still gonna have
to run our own blood test
just to be sure. Of course.
When can we talk to him?
He'll wake up in a few hours.
In the meantime,
his daughter Arlene
would like to speak to you.
Honey, your dad's strong.
He's gonna be okay.
Arlene?
I'm Special Agent Knight,
this is Special Agent Torres.
Nice to meet you.
This is my husband
Victor. Hi.
Sorry about your dad.
Yeah, I'm just relieved it
seems like he's gonna be okay...
again.
Again?
Felix has had these
episodes before.
But all those other times,
NCIS hasn't showed up.
Why are you, why are you here?
Um... Have a seat.
Your father was at our
office when he collapsed.
Why would my dad
be at your off...
He came in to report that my mom
is trying to kill
him, didn't he?
Oh, so you know how he feels?
Yes, he told me.
And I told him I loved him,
but he's crazy.
I hope this goes
without saying, but believe me,
my mom is not trying
to murder my father.
Did they fight a lot?
They always fight a lot.
Felix can be a little
bit exasperating.
Hmm.
My dad is... he's brilliant,
but he's complicated.
I know he seems a
little more than odd,
but he's a great father.
And he's been struggling lately
because he's losing
the woman he loves.
And because he thinks that
woman is trying to kill him.
Arlene
already told you,
her mother would never
do something like that.
We're not accusing your
mother of anything.
We're just trying to find
out if Felix is in danger.
Wait, are you saying someone
might actually be
trying to kill my dad?
We're saying we don't know yet.
Does he have any enemies?
No.
I mean, he doesn't really
have any friends either.
All he's ever had
was my mom and us.
A-And now he's only got us.
Felix's truck?
Yeah, near-death
experience number one.
The first domino that
kicked off a very bad week.
All right, take me through it.
I spoke with Felix's
auto mechanic.
He inspected the brakes and
confirmed that they failed.
Failed or were sabotaged?
Yeah, mechanic couldn't tell.
Truck was an old clunker.
Maybe the brake line was cut,
maybe it rotted.
Let's inspect it ourselves.
Oh, it's too late.
Mechanic sent it to
the junkyard yesterday.
Got crushed into the
size of a suitcase.
Efficient junkyard.
Uh, speaking of, uh, cars,
I was able to find a witness
who confirmed Felix's story
about nearly getting
hit on his morning walk.
By a green Cadillac with
a dent in the fender? Yup.
All right. Witness get a plate
or a description of the driver?
No. The witness actually
said that it could've been
Felix's fault for walking
too close to the road.
What about the other
near-death experience?
Felix's furnace.
Had a plumber look
at it. He found
a hole in the heat
exchanger, which was
leaking carbon monoxide
into the apartment.
Plumber couldn't tell
if it was because
of rust or a screwdriver.
So, we know a lot more
but don't know anything more.
Basically, yeah.
You think we're being
karmically punished for
skipping that mandatory meeting?
Kasie's got something.
Hey, it's the dynamic duo.
What is it?
I ran a full tox screen
on Felix's blood,
then I ran it again. And?
And then she called me down here
to triple-check her findings.
Which are? KASIE: Clean.
- Just like the doctor said.
- But I'm guessing you
didn't call me down here
just to tell me that.
And you would
be guessing correctly
because it's what
Kasie didn't find
that raised her suspicions.
Felix's blood showed decreased
erythrocyte cholinesterase,
a common sign of
excessive absorption
of organophosphate compounds.
Organophosphates are,
uh, natural poisons,
usually found in insecticides.
So, then I
ran a secondary test
that the hospital
didn't think to perform,
and it showed trace amounts
of adenosine in his system.
Am I supposed to
know what that is?
Oh, it's a very
deadly nerve agent.
It was developed by the Russian
military for use in warfare.
Well, does the U.S. Navy have
adenosine in its arsenal?
Well, sure, but they would
never use it in warfare,
they only use it for research.
Uh, the Navy has it stored
in secured facilities,
but only a dozen people have
authorization to access it.
One of which just so
happens to be Felix's wife.
Am I the only one who
thought this Felix guy
was just nuts? Oh, no.
As soon as I met
him, I thought he was
a few sandwiches
short of a picnic.
It's a saying.
Y-You know, people
say that.
The point is, is that
Felix's crazy story
doesn't sound so crazy anymore.
Yeah, well, all we know
is that he was poisoned.
We don't know if SECNAV
was the one who did it.
That's why we ask her.
Wait, you mean interrogate her?
Yeah.
Follow the evidence
and interrogate the suspect,
like we always do.
Yeah, Tim, but the suspect
is the Secretary of the Navy.
I know. Our boss's
boss. I know.
Who can fire everyone
in here. None of that matters.
We have to treat her
like any other suspect.
And there's
your suspect.
Okay, you let us
know how that goes.
What did I miss?
Nothing yet. She
just sat down.
Yeah,
she looks pissed.
Well, she's about to be
interrogated by her own agents.
I'm sure she's had better days.
Ooh, here we go.
The first thing I want
to say to both of you...
is I'm sorry.
What?
Plot twist.
Sorry for what?
For Felix.
For the chaos he's caused.
Not that I'm surprised.
I've been apologizing for
his antics for 33 years.
What antics exactly?
We don't have time to go down
that rabbit hole, Agent Parker.
Let's just get to the part
where you ask me
uncomfortable questions.
Madam Secretary,
have you ever tried
to kill your husband?
No. Of course not.
I want to divorce the
man, not kill him.
What about his train set?
Oh, I murdered that.
I'm not proud of it, but when
I went over to his apartment
to ask why he hadn't signed
the divorce papers yet, he was
running his little Polar
Express, wearing that
damn conductor
hat, and I lost it.
How did these two
end up together?
You never know where
Cupid's arrow lands.
Yeah, well, Cupid misfired.
The truth is,
Felix is his own worst enemy.
With the conspiracy theories
and the overactive imagination.
I-I'm sure it was just stress
that caused this heart episode.
It wasn't stress.
He was poisoned.
What?
Are you sure?
Does our daughter know?
Yeah, we just
contacted her, yeah.
Well, then I hate
to cut this short,
but my family needs me right
now. I have to see Felix.
Uh, we can't let
you do that, ma'am.
Why?
Because you think
I poisoned him.
Well, we identified the toxin
in his bloodstream as adenosine.
Never heard of it.
It's a nerve gas that,
with your clearance,
you would have access to.
I did not poison my husband,
but if what you say is true,
someone is trying to kill him.
Do you have any idea
who this someone may be?
This would not be the
time to hold back.
I haven't told this to anyone
outside of my own family,
but Felix has a
gambling problem.
It's not a
problem, it's an addiction.
How bad?
Bad enough to lose
our life savings
and our daughter's college fund.
Who did Felix owe?
His bookie, who
does not take IOUs.
This bookie have a name?
Olev Kozlov.
Olev. Is he Russian? Yes.
And I wouldn't be surprised if
he had ties to the Russian mob.
I told Felix not to mess
around with this guy,
but he didn't listen.
Do you know where he operates?
He runs an illegal casino
out of the back of his
pawnshop in Alexandria.
Doesn't
make sense to me.
What, a
casino in a pawnshop?
No, not that part.
Why a bookie would kill
one of their own clients.
I mean, if Felix dies, then
bookie doesn't get paid,
so, seems like murder's
bad for business.
Yeah, so is letting word get out
that your clients don't
have to settle up.
Maybe you're right.
Green Cadillac.
With a dent in the fender.
I guess some bookies do kill.
Hey. You open?
I'm here, ain't I?
Oh, that's a nice bike.
You ride?
Nope.
You got a name?
Yep.
Hey, get away from there!
NCIS. Sit down.
We got a
locked back room.
Is your boss back there?
Do you have a key to that door?
Sit tight. We'll be back.
You need to work on
your people skills.
NCIS.
Put your hands where we
can see 'em, guys. Come on.
You Olev?
Da.
You, over next to him.
You two, stay right there.
You make mistake.
This is for recreational
purpose only.
We'll worry
about your casino later.
Right now you're being
arrested for attempted murder.
Murder? No, I kill no one.
But you tried to
kill Felix Lassiter.
Felix?
Oh, no, no, I love Felix.
Felix a good man.
And how much did this
good man owe you?
Oh, Felix, he
retired. No more bets.
He does Gamblers Anonymous now.
You care to explain why your car
tried to run down your good
buddy Felix this morning?
No, my car never hurt nobody.
Where were you at 7:45 a.m.?
Not driving my Caddy.
Car is mine, da.
I no drive. Bad eyes.
Who drives it?
Zero.
My associate.
That guy's name
out there is Zero?
Da.
Fitting.
All right, were
you driving this car
this morning at...?
Yeah, I was. I did it.
You didn't let him finish.
I don't have to. I did it.
Did what?
Tried to run Felix over.
Oh, you've got to be kidding me.
Well, we appreciate the honesty.
I do not.
You could have wrecked my Caddy.
Hands behind your back.
Whoa. Why, man?
'Cause we're arresting
you for attempted murder.
It may come as a shock,
but trying to hit somebody
with your car is illegal.
What if they asked you to do it?
Didn't see that coming, huh?
Felix asked you to run him over?
Yeah, no,
we're not believing that.
That's why I kept the receipts.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
It's only my phone.
Me and Felix texted
all about it.
Said he was sick of life.
His heart condition,
his divorce,
couldn't gamble.
He paid me two Gs for it.
You got your money, why
didn't you kill him?
I tried, man.
Swerved right at him.
He jumped out of the way. Why?
Don't know, don't care.
All I know, I got my two Gs.
Well, good.
You can use that cash
as a down payment
on your defense attorney.
Yeah, now you're under
arrest. Turn around.
Come on, why?
Because murder for
hire is illegal,
even if the client
is also the victim.
Seriously?
Parker, you're not
gonna believe this.
He asked to be run over?
Apparently.
Why?
Well, maybe he got
so mad at his ex-wife
that he decided to frame
her for attempted murder.
You mean he set it all up?
He cut his own brake line?
He punctured his own heater
and asked to be run over?
And the coup d'état
is, he poisoned himself
so he would collapse
right in front of us.
He'd done some research,
he would've known how
much aden... whatever
he could have taken
and still survived.
And all the bread crumbs
would lead right to SECNAV.
You really think he
hates his wife that much?
Let's ask him.
So, he just waltzed
out of the hospital?
Nurses were changing shifts.
Well, what about the
security cameras?
Well, Kasie is pulling
parking lot video as we speak.
I think we should warn SECNAV.
I already did. I also
ordered her a 24-hour
protection detail. Good call.
SECNAV didn't think so.
She sent the detail home.
She said she's not
afraid of her husband.
Well, maybe she should be.
Why do you think Felix ran?
We don't know. Maybe
somehow he got tipped off
that we were onto him.
His cell phone is powered off.
He hasn't been back
to his apartment,
and his only friends say
they haven't heard from him.
What about the daughter Arlene?
She says she hasn't
heard from him either.
Well, if he's gonna contact
anyone, it's gonna be her.
Go pay her a visit.
Please come in.
Daddy, it's me.
Can you please call me
back? I am worried sick.
I just want to make
sure you're okay.
Still no answer, babe?
No, straight to
voice mail again.
Please tell me you've
heard from him.
Uh, no. That's why we're here.
Well, shouldn't you be out
there searching for him?
Or better yet, the
person who poisoned him?
Well, we-we never said
that someone poisoned him.
We said that he ingested poison.
What's the difference?
I mean, it's not like
he poisoned himself.
You got to be kidding me.
You think my dad is
suicidal? No, no.
Actually, we don't.
So, why would he do
something like that?
Maybe to set your mom
up for attempted murder.
You can't be serious.
So your brilliant theory is that
he did all of this to himself?
Based on what?
Your dad texted a
career criminal.
Told him he'd pay the guy
a couple of grand
to run him over.
"I'm sick of the pain.
You will be doing me a favor."
So this guy tried to kill him?
Yeah, but Felix was able
to jump out of the way
at the last second.
Then he shows up at NCIS
and tries to blame the
whole thing on your mom.
No, my dad did not
write these texts.
Well, they were
sent from his phone.
Maybe so, but they
weren't sent by him.
He doesn't use emojis and
doesn't ever text in shorthand.
Look for yourself.
I have a thousand
messages from my dad,
all written out in full
punctuated sentences,
like old people do.
Look, I get why you
think my dad is capable
of something like this.
He's made a lot
of dumb mistakes.
Like gambling away
your college fund,
then lying about it?
He had a problem, but
he's battled back from it.
He hasn't bet on
a game in a year.
You sure about that?
Yeah. I am.
I'd know firsthand how
hard Felix has worked.
I'm his sponsor at
Gamblers Anonymous.
Yeah, I guess the
old adage is true.
You do
marry your father.
But in our case,
it's the best thing that
could've ever happened.
Vic saw my dad struggling and
stepped in to help.
I'm really proud of them both.
Well, uh, you were
right. No emojis.
Then who sent those texts?
We don't know, but
we're gonna find out
and we're gonna find your dad.
In the meantime, let
us know right away
if he calls you, okay?
I will. Thank you.
Think she's right?
I think we have to check it out.
If Felix didn't send those
texts, that means somebody's
been trying to kill him and
make it look like an accident.
And they're probably
looking to finish the job.
Better find Felix first.
You guys are not gonna
believe what I just learned.
Gather around,
for I have an absolute
whopper of a tale. Okay.
Surveillance video from
the hospital parking lot.
There's our boy Felix
getting out of Dodge.
In a taxicab, huh? Old-school.
Well,
taxis accept cash.
Maybe he didn't want
a digital trail.
But I'm guessing you
still tracked him.
That I did. Ran the cab's
plate, found the cabbie,
who told me all about
their long, strange trip.
First,
Felix asked to be taken to
Spelly's Sporting
Goods, where he bought
baseball cleats and
two batting gloves.
Hmm, okay, that's
totally normal.
Did he tell the cabbie why?
Nope, but buckle up
because it is about to get
even weirder. Weirder than
breaking out of the
hospital to go shopping?
Oh, yeah. So, Felix
tells the cabbie
he's paranoid about
being followed,
so he asked to be dropped off
on a dirt road in the
middle of nowhere.
He tell the cabbie
why? - No.
He just walked off wearing
his new gloves and cleats.
You got to be kidding me.
I-I couldn't make this up.
How do we know that
the cabbie wasn't the
one who just made it up?
Because he has proof.
He thought his friends
weren't gonna believe him,
so he shot a video.
There he is.
There he goes.
Maybe he
loved Field of Dreams,
and he thought that
this was his big moment.
That's a vineyard,
not a cornfield,
but I get your
point. Felix is nuts.
Hmm, I don't know.
The dude is odd,
but he's not nuts.
I think we're missing something.
Well, I already checked the map.
Other than an old set
of railroad tracks,
there's nothing but
fields for miles.
What?
Felix is obsessed with trains.
If you're thinking
he hopped a ride,
I already checked.
No commuter trains run on
that line, just freight.
Well, I've hopped
on a few freights
back in my undercover days,
and all you need is guts...
and gloves...
and shoes with a good grip.
Like cleats?
Where do the tracks go, Kasie?
Nothing...
Still nothing...
We got buildings.
Sierra Pelona Motel.
Did we just
drive up to 1952?
It's very... quaint.
Yeah. You got all
the modern amenities.
Look, we even got a phone booth.
You got a reservation?
No, we're looking for a...
Can't help you if you
don't got a reservation.
We're all booked up.
You didn't let me finish.
Damn.
I think you really
pissed her off, bro.
This guy staying at the motel?
No clue. I just started my
shift, so I don't know anything.
Do you have a guest list?
So, what did this dude do?
He killed seven motel workers.
All desk clerks.
We're gonna need
a key to Room 2.
Felix is using an alias.
John Stevens... who's that?
Father of the American railroad.
How do you know that?
Studied it in school. Nerd.
You really think it's Felix?
I think if it isn't,
whoever's in Room 2
is gonna be pissed.
Mr. Stevens, federal agents.
Open up, or we're coming in.
Hello?
NCIS.
Felix, you in here?
I got blood.
Clear. Clear here, too.
You got something?
Yeah. Felix's hospital band.
I guess we found him.
Well, looks like whoever
was trying to kill
him found him first.
Thanks, Sheriff.
Arlington County has a BOLO out
on Felix. Still no hits.
Yeah, we
struck out, too.
None of the guests from the
motel saw or heard anything.
What about security cameras?
No way. The hotel doesn't
even have an ice machine.
So we still don't know if Felix
walked out or left
in a body bag.
And the blood in the room?
Kasie's
analyzing that now.
You found blood?
Is it my husband's?
Madam Secretary,
we weren't, uh...
I asked you a question.
Is it Felix's blood?
We don't know.
We're working on it.
Really?
Because it doesn't look to
me like you're doing anything
but standing around, chatting.
We understand that
you're frustrated.
Frustrated? No, I'm pissed off.
Where is my husband?
We don't know.
Is he alive?
We don't know.
Well, what do you know?
We'll find answers,
but we need more time.
Well, Agent Parker, I'm
not sure Felix has any more time.
So, if he's dead, there's
blood on all your hands.
Madam Secretary.
I need a word.
Now.
Here. Have a seat.
I know what you're going to say.
I overstepped.
I shouldn't be here.
No. You shouldn't.
I showed up unannounced
because I knew if I called,
you wouldn't let me
in through the gate.
Actually, ma'am, I don't have
the authority to stop you,
but I would've tried.
I couldn't sit there
worrying a second longer.
And you thought coming in
like a bull in a china shop
was the best move?
I didn't think.
I reacted.
Do you ever wonder how Felix
and I ended up together, Leon?
It crossed my mind.
We met freshman year at Amherst.
He was everything I was not...
Spontaneous,
funny,
artistic.
Best of all,
my dad hated him.
We got married right
after graduation,
and I soon discovered
his unique brilliance
didn't translate
to the real world.
But by then, I
was in law school,
I was pregnant with Arlene.
No matter what,
he's a wonderful
dad to our daughter.
She needs him back.
Then you need to let my
agents do what they do best.
You need to trust them,
Tara, not berate them.
I know.
Find my husband, Leon.
Bring him back to me. We will.
And then you bring me
the bastard who did this.
We will.
But the best thing
you can do now
is go home.
Actually...
change of plans.
Secretary Flynn,
sign here, please.
What is this?
Maybe explain, Ms.
Hines? Yes, of course.
I just tested the blood from
your husband's hotel room.
Is it Felix's? I don't know.
The hospital won't release
his medical records
because of HIPAA laws. I
could apply for a warrant,
which will take a few days...
Or his wife could sign a release
and get the records
immediately. Pen, please.
Once I get Felix's records,
I'll know if the blood
from the hotel room
is his. Thank you.
Felix is dead, isn't he, Leon?
He's already survived
four attempts on his life.
If anyone could have gotten
out of that room alive,
it's him.
You know what's crazy?
For the last year,
all I wanted was
for him to go away.
Now all I want is
to see him again.
I understand that feeling.
I do want to thank you
for everything you and
your team have done.
We're not done yet.
Felix's records just came in.
The blood from the
hotel room is not his.
Oh, thank God.
Whose is it?
Unknown. It's not a match
for anyone in our system.
So that's it, then? Is
the blood a dead end?
Not quite. The blood
is a super rare type,
AB negative, which only occurs
in less than one percent
of the population.
Tara?
AB negative? Are you sure?
Why? Last year
my uncle needed a transfusion,
so I organized a
family blood drive.
And one of them was AB negative?
Oh, no.
Arlene, may we come in?
Did you find my dad?
No, but we know who
found him yesterday.
Who?
And we thought
it was gonna be a victory
but not this big.
And there's the
face-off. Up the left...
Ah, you're a big fan of, uh,
Bakersfield Condors
ice hockey, Victor?
Maybe you got a little
money riding on the game?
I'm in Gamblers
Anonymous, remember?
Right. Felix's sponsor.
Which makes you the
worst sponsor in history.
What are you talking about?
You're betting again, and
you are in big-time debt
to the wrong guy.
Olev the bookie.
We had a little
conversation with him.
He told us that you're
into him for 50 grand.
What? Vic, is this true?
Olev's lying.
I haven't made a bet in years.
Really? Because he
just installed cameras
at his casino, and you're
the star of the show.
Honey, I can ex... Shut up.
What does this have
to do with my dad?
Victor's debt was overdue.
Olev threatened to kill
him if he didn't pay up.
Victor knew that your dad
had an insurance policy,
and you're the sole beneficiary.
No, I don't believe it.
No matter how desperate Vic was,
he would never try
to kill my dad.
Well, you
could prove it to us
by letting us search
you for injuries.
Whoever tried to kill Felix
left blood all over the hotel.
His left arm.
Oh, yeah?
You said you
cut your arm doing yard work.
You're under arrest. Hey.
How did he know my father
was hiding in a hotel room?
Take it easy, man.
Because your father texted
him from a burn phone.
"Victor. Tell Arlene I'm safe
and laying low at the
Sierra Pelona Motel."
My dad trusted you.
And you tried to kill him?
Say something!
I want a lawyer.
Felix.
Special Agent McGee here.
Good, I got someone here that
wants to talk to you. Yeah.
Daddy?
Daddy, hi.
Yeah, you
can come home now.
Victor
knows he's screwed
because he just owned
up to everything.
First he cut the
brake line to Felix's truck,
and then he tried to
sabotage his water heater.
And when that
failed, he sent those
"Please run me over"
texts from Felix's cell.
What about the poison?
Purchased from the black market.
I can't believe my
son-in-law is such a monster.
That makes two of us.
Sorry we're late. Felix
had a hankering for a...
Diet peach kombucha.
Well, I guess you earned it.
It's really good
to see you, Tara.
I'm so glad you're okay.
Yeah, well, me, too.
Oh, my God, your neck.
Did Victor do that to you?
Yeah, when he attacked
me at the motel,
but I used the, uh, Swiss
Army knife that you gave me
to slice open his arm.
Felix, why didn't
you tell anyone
that it was Victor
who attacked you?
Because I didn't know.
He was wearing a mask.
How's Arlene doing?
Better than I would be.
But I know one thing,
she's going to need both
of us to get through this.
So we need to bury
the hatchet right now.
Well, let me go first.
I'm so sorry, just
for everything.
Me, too.
And I hope we can be friends.
I'd
like that. Oh...
Now I've seen it all.
Torres, are you crying? No.
Can I just, can I just...?
I just have to get one
thing off my chest.
That Lionel train set
that you destroyed
was a 1976
standard gauge that I
meticulously rebuilt...
Felix, you accused me of murder.
See, you
turn it around,
- you make it about you.
- 'Cause it is about me.
Well, I'm talking
about a train set
that I had to fly... Uh,
hello, I had to fly there
to get it. You
can't get it anyplace else.
I had to go get it myself.
And that's why I'm
never getting married.
Okay.
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and TOYOTA.
What are you doing?
Oh, it's, uh, it's called
the-the useless box.
That's all it does.
What about the meeting?
Don't judge me.
You skipped the meeting, too.
Hey, guys.
McGee, what the hell?
What?
I asked you to, you know,
to go to that building
safety meeting for me.
Yeah, it's all good. I
asked Parker to do it.
And he agreed? PARKER:
No, he did not.
But Kasie said she'd take
notes for all of us. Hey.
Useless box.
Let's see.
It's a classic.
Guys, do you think we
should be feeling guilty
about skipping that meeting?
Somebody has to stay
in the squad room
in case we catch a case.
Uh, we have Bandium
alerts for that.
Not for walk-ins.
Well, nobody just walks in
to NCIS and... I'd
like to report a crime.
Actually, I would like
to report three crimes.
Technically, it's one crime
attempted three times.
Make that one felony
attempted three times.
Uh, sir, slow down.
Take a breath.
Uh, let's start with your name.
It's Felix Lassiter.
The felony that I would like
to report is attempted murder.
The intended victim is me,
and the offender is my wife.
Okay, are you active
duty or retired?
I-I'm not in the military.
Then you're gonna
have to file a report
with your local
police department.
Yeah, we don't have
jurisdiction to investigate.
Sure you do. I came to
the right place because...
because my wife is your boss.
My wife,
the Secretary of the Navy,
is trying to kill me.
All right. Right down here.
Please, uh, have a
seat. Make yourself
at home, Mr. Lassiter.
I'm not a mister. Call me Felix.
All right, Felix, uh,
do you want some coffee?
Do you have any
diet peach kombucha?
Uh, we are fresh out.
Why don't you go ahead
and sit tight, and, uh,
we'll be right back.
There's only one Secretary
of the Navy, right?
Yeah, Tara Flynn.
And she is married to that guy?
For 33 years.
Here is a picture of them at the
Navy Christmas Gala last year.
What does he do for
a living? Not much,
but I think he fancies himself
as some kind of inventor.
He has six patents
pending, all for
tiny wheel gears or something.
Well, they do say
opposites attract.
No, no, no. Opposites
is, uh, Jimmy and Knight.
You find out anything
else about him?
No criminal record, no
outstanding warrants.
Oh, I did find out that he
is the current president
of the Toy Train
Operating Society.
Well, that explains his
love for tiny wheels.
Hmm.
Sorry about that, Felix.
Please.
Why don't you just, uh,
start from the beginning.
My wife... has tried to kill me
not once, not twice,
but three times.
What happened?
It started last week.
I was driving along when, all of
a sudden, bam, my brakes failed,
and I swerved right off the
road, right into a tree.
Totaled my truck, and
somehow I walked away.
But how exactly is
that attempted murder?
I'm not done.
The other night, I'm
watching TV in my apartment,
and I hear this
annoying beeping noise.
Hey, hold up, hold on,
hold on. Apartment?
You and your wife
don't live together?
No, we do not because she-she
kicked me out. We're
getting divorced.
Anyway, the beeping
noise turned out to be
the carbon monoxide alarm.
And?
And what? I almost died
for the second time.
And last but not least,
this morning, I was
attacked. - Okay.
Attacked, that's something
we can work with.
I was out for my regular walk,
and a green Cadillac
with a dent on the fender
comes out of nowhere,
tries to plow me down,
and I jumped out of the
way. I came straight here.
Does your wife own
a green Cadillac with
a dent in the fender?
Well, no, but if she
was gonna run me over,
she wouldn't do it herself.
She obviously hired a hit man.
Mm. Obviously?
Yes, Agent Torres. Uh...
I'm telling you people,
my wife wants to kill me.
Did she tell you that?
She didn't have to.
Last week, she came
over and destroyed
my prized Lionel train
set, 1976 edition.
So, even
if this is true,
it still doesn't prove
that she's a murderer.
Well, somebody's
trying to kill me.
Who else would it be?
Well, did you ever
consider that these three
events were accidents?
Three near-death accidents
in less than a week?
Felix, do you have
any evidence at all
that your wife is responsible
for any of these incidents?
Isn't that your
job? I was kind of hoping
that NCIS would open
an investigation
before I end up dead.
No, don't worry.
We're looking for
your wife as we speak.
I'm sorry, Director, but
Secretary Flynn's unavailable.
She just left on a
flight to Amsterdam
to address NATO's
Security Council.
Please let her know we'd like
to speak to her as
soon as she lands.
You'll be her first call.
In the meantime, if it's okay,
we'd like to talk
to you. About?
Her husband.
Oh, boy.
What's Felix claiming now?
What do you mean now?
Felix is what I call a hot mess.
He's a nice guy, and I know
he loves the secretary,
but the guy's basically nuts.
Last year, he thought
the secretary was having
an affair with the
Sultan of Brunei.
I take it she wasn't.
Is he being serious, Director?
I can't tell through the screen.
Just continue, Rafa.
After years of all his
conspiracy theories,
she finally had enough
and kicked him out.
But he's dragging his
feet on the divorce
because he thinks he can
somehow win her back.
He's delusional.
Did she go to his apartment
and smash his model train set?
I highly doubt it,
but even if she did,
I'm sure he deserved it.
Felix has put the
woman through hell.
But this isn't
about trains, is it?
Would it be possible to see
the secretary's
itinerary from last week?
Of course. I'll
send it right over.
Thank you, Rafa.
Tread lightly on this.
The press finds out that
we're even questioning SECNAV
about a crime, she's
done politically.
You're saying investigate
the Secretary of the Navy?
We have no choice.
A report's been filed.
Something tells me that, uh,
you don't buy any of this.
I've met Felix a few
times over the years.
He cornered me
once to talk about
robot birds and
laser beam cancer.
Robot birds?
He's a whack job,
and I'm not going
to allow him to drag
the secretary down on
his way out the door.
And speaking of doors,
please escort
Mr. Lassiter to ours.
So, now what?
What, just go home?
Well, if anything else
happens, give us a call.
- We'll check it out.
- Uh...
That's reassuring. If
anything else happens,
you'll probably find me
in a pool of my own blood.
Felix, you okay?
Sir, are you prone to
panic attacks? Whoa, whoa.
Felix, Felix.
Whoa, whoa. Easy.
Felix, Felix, breathe.
Call an ambulance.
Okay, this is not
a panic attack.
Come on, breathe through it.
This guy had
a hell of a week.
Honestly, I thought it
was all just in his head,
but then the way he was
foaming from the mouth...
You think it was poison?
It looked that way to me.
But even if he was poisoned,
we still don't know that
SECNAV was behind it. True.
Good morning, Agents.
I'm Dr. Singh.
How's he doing?
He is stabilized.
We believe the
seizure was caused
by a pre-existing
heart condition.
Are you aware that,
when he collapsed,
he was telling us that someone
was trying to kill him?
Yes, which
is why we ran
a comprehensive blood test
to search for any toxins.
It came back clean.
Wow, so he was just the
unluckiest dude in the world?
He almost dies while telling
us how he almost died?
Well, it's quite
possible that his other
near-death experiences helped
trigger this cardiac event.
Well, we're still gonna have
to run our own blood test
just to be sure. Of course.
When can we talk to him?
He'll wake up in a few hours.
In the meantime,
his daughter Arlene
would like to speak to you.
Honey, your dad's strong.
He's gonna be okay.
Arlene?
I'm Special Agent Knight,
this is Special Agent Torres.
Nice to meet you.
This is my husband
Victor. Hi.
Sorry about your dad.
Yeah, I'm just relieved it
seems like he's gonna be okay...
again.
Again?
Felix has had these
episodes before.
But all those other times,
NCIS hasn't showed up.
Why are you, why are you here?
Um... Have a seat.
Your father was at our
office when he collapsed.
Why would my dad
be at your off...
He came in to report that my mom
is trying to kill
him, didn't he?
Oh, so you know how he feels?
Yes, he told me.
And I told him I loved him,
but he's crazy.
I hope this goes
without saying, but believe me,
my mom is not trying
to murder my father.
Did they fight a lot?
They always fight a lot.
Felix can be a little
bit exasperating.
Hmm.
My dad is... he's brilliant,
but he's complicated.
I know he seems a
little more than odd,
but he's a great father.
And he's been struggling lately
because he's losing
the woman he loves.
And because he thinks that
woman is trying to kill him.
Arlene
already told you,
her mother would never
do something like that.
We're not accusing your
mother of anything.
We're just trying to find
out if Felix is in danger.
Wait, are you saying someone
might actually be
trying to kill my dad?
We're saying we don't know yet.
Does he have any enemies?
No.
I mean, he doesn't really
have any friends either.
All he's ever had
was my mom and us.
A-And now he's only got us.
Felix's truck?
Yeah, near-death
experience number one.
The first domino that
kicked off a very bad week.
All right, take me through it.
I spoke with Felix's
auto mechanic.
He inspected the brakes and
confirmed that they failed.
Failed or were sabotaged?
Yeah, mechanic couldn't tell.
Truck was an old clunker.
Maybe the brake line was cut,
maybe it rotted.
Let's inspect it ourselves.
Oh, it's too late.
Mechanic sent it to
the junkyard yesterday.
Got crushed into the
size of a suitcase.
Efficient junkyard.
Uh, speaking of, uh, cars,
I was able to find a witness
who confirmed Felix's story
about nearly getting
hit on his morning walk.
By a green Cadillac with
a dent in the fender? Yup.
All right. Witness get a plate
or a description of the driver?
No. The witness actually
said that it could've been
Felix's fault for walking
too close to the road.
What about the other
near-death experience?
Felix's furnace.
Had a plumber look
at it. He found
a hole in the heat
exchanger, which was
leaking carbon monoxide
into the apartment.
Plumber couldn't tell
if it was because
of rust or a screwdriver.
So, we know a lot more
but don't know anything more.
Basically, yeah.
You think we're being
karmically punished for
skipping that mandatory meeting?
Kasie's got something.
Hey, it's the dynamic duo.
What is it?
I ran a full tox screen
on Felix's blood,
then I ran it again. And?
And then she called me down here
to triple-check her findings.
Which are? KASIE: Clean.
- Just like the doctor said.
- But I'm guessing you
didn't call me down here
just to tell me that.
And you would
be guessing correctly
because it's what
Kasie didn't find
that raised her suspicions.
Felix's blood showed decreased
erythrocyte cholinesterase,
a common sign of
excessive absorption
of organophosphate compounds.
Organophosphates are,
uh, natural poisons,
usually found in insecticides.
So, then I
ran a secondary test
that the hospital
didn't think to perform,
and it showed trace amounts
of adenosine in his system.
Am I supposed to
know what that is?
Oh, it's a very
deadly nerve agent.
It was developed by the Russian
military for use in warfare.
Well, does the U.S. Navy have
adenosine in its arsenal?
Well, sure, but they would
never use it in warfare,
they only use it for research.
Uh, the Navy has it stored
in secured facilities,
but only a dozen people have
authorization to access it.
One of which just so
happens to be Felix's wife.
Am I the only one who
thought this Felix guy
was just nuts? Oh, no.
As soon as I met
him, I thought he was
a few sandwiches
short of a picnic.
It's a saying.
Y-You know, people
say that.
The point is, is that
Felix's crazy story
doesn't sound so crazy anymore.
Yeah, well, all we know
is that he was poisoned.
We don't know if SECNAV
was the one who did it.
That's why we ask her.
Wait, you mean interrogate her?
Yeah.
Follow the evidence
and interrogate the suspect,
like we always do.
Yeah, Tim, but the suspect
is the Secretary of the Navy.
I know. Our boss's
boss. I know.
Who can fire everyone
in here. None of that matters.
We have to treat her
like any other suspect.
And there's
your suspect.
Okay, you let us
know how that goes.
What did I miss?
Nothing yet. She
just sat down.
Yeah,
she looks pissed.
Well, she's about to be
interrogated by her own agents.
I'm sure she's had better days.
Ooh, here we go.
The first thing I want
to say to both of you...
is I'm sorry.
What?
Plot twist.
Sorry for what?
For Felix.
For the chaos he's caused.
Not that I'm surprised.
I've been apologizing for
his antics for 33 years.
What antics exactly?
We don't have time to go down
that rabbit hole, Agent Parker.
Let's just get to the part
where you ask me
uncomfortable questions.
Madam Secretary,
have you ever tried
to kill your husband?
No. Of course not.
I want to divorce the
man, not kill him.
What about his train set?
Oh, I murdered that.
I'm not proud of it, but when
I went over to his apartment
to ask why he hadn't signed
the divorce papers yet, he was
running his little Polar
Express, wearing that
damn conductor
hat, and I lost it.
How did these two
end up together?
You never know where
Cupid's arrow lands.
Yeah, well, Cupid misfired.
The truth is,
Felix is his own worst enemy.
With the conspiracy theories
and the overactive imagination.
I-I'm sure it was just stress
that caused this heart episode.
It wasn't stress.
He was poisoned.
What?
Are you sure?
Does our daughter know?
Yeah, we just
contacted her, yeah.
Well, then I hate
to cut this short,
but my family needs me right
now. I have to see Felix.
Uh, we can't let
you do that, ma'am.
Why?
Because you think
I poisoned him.
Well, we identified the toxin
in his bloodstream as adenosine.
Never heard of it.
It's a nerve gas that,
with your clearance,
you would have access to.
I did not poison my husband,
but if what you say is true,
someone is trying to kill him.
Do you have any idea
who this someone may be?
This would not be the
time to hold back.
I haven't told this to anyone
outside of my own family,
but Felix has a
gambling problem.
It's not a
problem, it's an addiction.
How bad?
Bad enough to lose
our life savings
and our daughter's college fund.
Who did Felix owe?
His bookie, who
does not take IOUs.
This bookie have a name?
Olev Kozlov.
Olev. Is he Russian? Yes.
And I wouldn't be surprised if
he had ties to the Russian mob.
I told Felix not to mess
around with this guy,
but he didn't listen.
Do you know where he operates?
He runs an illegal casino
out of the back of his
pawnshop in Alexandria.
Doesn't
make sense to me.
What, a
casino in a pawnshop?
No, not that part.
Why a bookie would kill
one of their own clients.
I mean, if Felix dies, then
bookie doesn't get paid,
so, seems like murder's
bad for business.
Yeah, so is letting word get out
that your clients don't
have to settle up.
Maybe you're right.
Green Cadillac.
With a dent in the fender.
I guess some bookies do kill.
Hey. You open?
I'm here, ain't I?
Oh, that's a nice bike.
You ride?
Nope.
You got a name?
Yep.
Hey, get away from there!
NCIS. Sit down.
We got a
locked back room.
Is your boss back there?
Do you have a key to that door?
Sit tight. We'll be back.
You need to work on
your people skills.
NCIS.
Put your hands where we
can see 'em, guys. Come on.
You Olev?
Da.
You, over next to him.
You two, stay right there.
You make mistake.
This is for recreational
purpose only.
We'll worry
about your casino later.
Right now you're being
arrested for attempted murder.
Murder? No, I kill no one.
But you tried to
kill Felix Lassiter.
Felix?
Oh, no, no, I love Felix.
Felix a good man.
And how much did this
good man owe you?
Oh, Felix, he
retired. No more bets.
He does Gamblers Anonymous now.
You care to explain why your car
tried to run down your good
buddy Felix this morning?
No, my car never hurt nobody.
Where were you at 7:45 a.m.?
Not driving my Caddy.
Car is mine, da.
I no drive. Bad eyes.
Who drives it?
Zero.
My associate.
That guy's name
out there is Zero?
Da.
Fitting.
All right, were
you driving this car
this morning at...?
Yeah, I was. I did it.
You didn't let him finish.
I don't have to. I did it.
Did what?
Tried to run Felix over.
Oh, you've got to be kidding me.
Well, we appreciate the honesty.
I do not.
You could have wrecked my Caddy.
Hands behind your back.
Whoa. Why, man?
'Cause we're arresting
you for attempted murder.
It may come as a shock,
but trying to hit somebody
with your car is illegal.
What if they asked you to do it?
Didn't see that coming, huh?
Felix asked you to run him over?
Yeah, no,
we're not believing that.
That's why I kept the receipts.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
It's only my phone.
Me and Felix texted
all about it.
Said he was sick of life.
His heart condition,
his divorce,
couldn't gamble.
He paid me two Gs for it.
You got your money, why
didn't you kill him?
I tried, man.
Swerved right at him.
He jumped out of the way. Why?
Don't know, don't care.
All I know, I got my two Gs.
Well, good.
You can use that cash
as a down payment
on your defense attorney.
Yeah, now you're under
arrest. Turn around.
Come on, why?
Because murder for
hire is illegal,
even if the client
is also the victim.
Seriously?
Parker, you're not
gonna believe this.
He asked to be run over?
Apparently.
Why?
Well, maybe he got
so mad at his ex-wife
that he decided to frame
her for attempted murder.
You mean he set it all up?
He cut his own brake line?
He punctured his own heater
and asked to be run over?
And the coup d'état
is, he poisoned himself
so he would collapse
right in front of us.
He'd done some research,
he would've known how
much aden... whatever
he could have taken
and still survived.
And all the bread crumbs
would lead right to SECNAV.
You really think he
hates his wife that much?
Let's ask him.
So, he just waltzed
out of the hospital?
Nurses were changing shifts.
Well, what about the
security cameras?
Well, Kasie is pulling
parking lot video as we speak.
I think we should warn SECNAV.
I already did. I also
ordered her a 24-hour
protection detail. Good call.
SECNAV didn't think so.
She sent the detail home.
She said she's not
afraid of her husband.
Well, maybe she should be.
Why do you think Felix ran?
We don't know. Maybe
somehow he got tipped off
that we were onto him.
His cell phone is powered off.
He hasn't been back
to his apartment,
and his only friends say
they haven't heard from him.
What about the daughter Arlene?
She says she hasn't
heard from him either.
Well, if he's gonna contact
anyone, it's gonna be her.
Go pay her a visit.
Please come in.
Daddy, it's me.
Can you please call me
back? I am worried sick.
I just want to make
sure you're okay.
Still no answer, babe?
No, straight to
voice mail again.
Please tell me you've
heard from him.
Uh, no. That's why we're here.
Well, shouldn't you be out
there searching for him?
Or better yet, the
person who poisoned him?
Well, we-we never said
that someone poisoned him.
We said that he ingested poison.
What's the difference?
I mean, it's not like
he poisoned himself.
You got to be kidding me.
You think my dad is
suicidal? No, no.
Actually, we don't.
So, why would he do
something like that?
Maybe to set your mom
up for attempted murder.
You can't be serious.
So your brilliant theory is that
he did all of this to himself?
Based on what?
Your dad texted a
career criminal.
Told him he'd pay the guy
a couple of grand
to run him over.
"I'm sick of the pain.
You will be doing me a favor."
So this guy tried to kill him?
Yeah, but Felix was able
to jump out of the way
at the last second.
Then he shows up at NCIS
and tries to blame the
whole thing on your mom.
No, my dad did not
write these texts.
Well, they were
sent from his phone.
Maybe so, but they
weren't sent by him.
He doesn't use emojis and
doesn't ever text in shorthand.
Look for yourself.
I have a thousand
messages from my dad,
all written out in full
punctuated sentences,
like old people do.
Look, I get why you
think my dad is capable
of something like this.
He's made a lot
of dumb mistakes.
Like gambling away
your college fund,
then lying about it?
He had a problem, but
he's battled back from it.
He hasn't bet on
a game in a year.
You sure about that?
Yeah. I am.
I'd know firsthand how
hard Felix has worked.
I'm his sponsor at
Gamblers Anonymous.
Yeah, I guess the
old adage is true.
You do
marry your father.
But in our case,
it's the best thing that
could've ever happened.
Vic saw my dad struggling and
stepped in to help.
I'm really proud of them both.
Well, uh, you were
right. No emojis.
Then who sent those texts?
We don't know, but
we're gonna find out
and we're gonna find your dad.
In the meantime, let
us know right away
if he calls you, okay?
I will. Thank you.
Think she's right?
I think we have to check it out.
If Felix didn't send those
texts, that means somebody's
been trying to kill him and
make it look like an accident.
And they're probably
looking to finish the job.
Better find Felix first.
You guys are not gonna
believe what I just learned.
Gather around,
for I have an absolute
whopper of a tale. Okay.
Surveillance video from
the hospital parking lot.
There's our boy Felix
getting out of Dodge.
In a taxicab, huh? Old-school.
Well,
taxis accept cash.
Maybe he didn't want
a digital trail.
But I'm guessing you
still tracked him.
That I did. Ran the cab's
plate, found the cabbie,
who told me all about
their long, strange trip.
First,
Felix asked to be taken to
Spelly's Sporting
Goods, where he bought
baseball cleats and
two batting gloves.
Hmm, okay, that's
totally normal.
Did he tell the cabbie why?
Nope, but buckle up
because it is about to get
even weirder. Weirder than
breaking out of the
hospital to go shopping?
Oh, yeah. So, Felix
tells the cabbie
he's paranoid about
being followed,
so he asked to be dropped off
on a dirt road in the
middle of nowhere.
He tell the cabbie
why? - No.
He just walked off wearing
his new gloves and cleats.
You got to be kidding me.
I-I couldn't make this up.
How do we know that
the cabbie wasn't the
one who just made it up?
Because he has proof.
He thought his friends
weren't gonna believe him,
so he shot a video.
There he is.
There he goes.
Maybe he
loved Field of Dreams,
and he thought that
this was his big moment.
That's a vineyard,
not a cornfield,
but I get your
point. Felix is nuts.
Hmm, I don't know.
The dude is odd,
but he's not nuts.
I think we're missing something.
Well, I already checked the map.
Other than an old set
of railroad tracks,
there's nothing but
fields for miles.
What?
Felix is obsessed with trains.
If you're thinking
he hopped a ride,
I already checked.
No commuter trains run on
that line, just freight.
Well, I've hopped
on a few freights
back in my undercover days,
and all you need is guts...
and gloves...
and shoes with a good grip.
Like cleats?
Where do the tracks go, Kasie?
Nothing...
Still nothing...
We got buildings.
Sierra Pelona Motel.
Did we just
drive up to 1952?
It's very... quaint.
Yeah. You got all
the modern amenities.
Look, we even got a phone booth.
You got a reservation?
No, we're looking for a...
Can't help you if you
don't got a reservation.
We're all booked up.
You didn't let me finish.
Damn.
I think you really
pissed her off, bro.
This guy staying at the motel?
No clue. I just started my
shift, so I don't know anything.
Do you have a guest list?
So, what did this dude do?
He killed seven motel workers.
All desk clerks.
We're gonna need
a key to Room 2.
Felix is using an alias.
John Stevens... who's that?
Father of the American railroad.
How do you know that?
Studied it in school. Nerd.
You really think it's Felix?
I think if it isn't,
whoever's in Room 2
is gonna be pissed.
Mr. Stevens, federal agents.
Open up, or we're coming in.
Hello?
NCIS.
Felix, you in here?
I got blood.
Clear. Clear here, too.
You got something?
Yeah. Felix's hospital band.
I guess we found him.
Well, looks like whoever
was trying to kill
him found him first.
Thanks, Sheriff.
Arlington County has a BOLO out
on Felix. Still no hits.
Yeah, we
struck out, too.
None of the guests from the
motel saw or heard anything.
What about security cameras?
No way. The hotel doesn't
even have an ice machine.
So we still don't know if Felix
walked out or left
in a body bag.
And the blood in the room?
Kasie's
analyzing that now.
You found blood?
Is it my husband's?
Madam Secretary,
we weren't, uh...
I asked you a question.
Is it Felix's blood?
We don't know.
We're working on it.
Really?
Because it doesn't look to
me like you're doing anything
but standing around, chatting.
We understand that
you're frustrated.
Frustrated? No, I'm pissed off.
Where is my husband?
We don't know.
Is he alive?
We don't know.
Well, what do you know?
We'll find answers,
but we need more time.
Well, Agent Parker, I'm
not sure Felix has any more time.
So, if he's dead, there's
blood on all your hands.
Madam Secretary.
I need a word.
Now.
Here. Have a seat.
I know what you're going to say.
I overstepped.
I shouldn't be here.
No. You shouldn't.
I showed up unannounced
because I knew if I called,
you wouldn't let me
in through the gate.
Actually, ma'am, I don't have
the authority to stop you,
but I would've tried.
I couldn't sit there
worrying a second longer.
And you thought coming in
like a bull in a china shop
was the best move?
I didn't think.
I reacted.
Do you ever wonder how Felix
and I ended up together, Leon?
It crossed my mind.
We met freshman year at Amherst.
He was everything I was not...
Spontaneous,
funny,
artistic.
Best of all,
my dad hated him.
We got married right
after graduation,
and I soon discovered
his unique brilliance
didn't translate
to the real world.
But by then, I
was in law school,
I was pregnant with Arlene.
No matter what,
he's a wonderful
dad to our daughter.
She needs him back.
Then you need to let my
agents do what they do best.
You need to trust them,
Tara, not berate them.
I know.
Find my husband, Leon.
Bring him back to me. We will.
And then you bring me
the bastard who did this.
We will.
But the best thing
you can do now
is go home.
Actually...
change of plans.
Secretary Flynn,
sign here, please.
What is this?
Maybe explain, Ms.
Hines? Yes, of course.
I just tested the blood from
your husband's hotel room.
Is it Felix's? I don't know.
The hospital won't release
his medical records
because of HIPAA laws. I
could apply for a warrant,
which will take a few days...
Or his wife could sign a release
and get the records
immediately. Pen, please.
Once I get Felix's records,
I'll know if the blood
from the hotel room
is his. Thank you.
Felix is dead, isn't he, Leon?
He's already survived
four attempts on his life.
If anyone could have gotten
out of that room alive,
it's him.
You know what's crazy?
For the last year,
all I wanted was
for him to go away.
Now all I want is
to see him again.
I understand that feeling.
I do want to thank you
for everything you and
your team have done.
We're not done yet.
Felix's records just came in.
The blood from the
hotel room is not his.
Oh, thank God.
Whose is it?
Unknown. It's not a match
for anyone in our system.
So that's it, then? Is
the blood a dead end?
Not quite. The blood
is a super rare type,
AB negative, which only occurs
in less than one percent
of the population.
Tara?
AB negative? Are you sure?
Why? Last year
my uncle needed a transfusion,
so I organized a
family blood drive.
And one of them was AB negative?
Oh, no.
Arlene, may we come in?
Did you find my dad?
No, but we know who
found him yesterday.
Who?
And we thought
it was gonna be a victory
but not this big.
And there's the
face-off. Up the left...
Ah, you're a big fan of, uh,
Bakersfield Condors
ice hockey, Victor?
Maybe you got a little
money riding on the game?
I'm in Gamblers
Anonymous, remember?
Right. Felix's sponsor.
Which makes you the
worst sponsor in history.
What are you talking about?
You're betting again, and
you are in big-time debt
to the wrong guy.
Olev the bookie.
We had a little
conversation with him.
He told us that you're
into him for 50 grand.
What? Vic, is this true?
Olev's lying.
I haven't made a bet in years.
Really? Because he
just installed cameras
at his casino, and you're
the star of the show.
Honey, I can ex... Shut up.
What does this have
to do with my dad?
Victor's debt was overdue.
Olev threatened to kill
him if he didn't pay up.
Victor knew that your dad
had an insurance policy,
and you're the sole beneficiary.
No, I don't believe it.
No matter how desperate Vic was,
he would never try
to kill my dad.
Well, you
could prove it to us
by letting us search
you for injuries.
Whoever tried to kill Felix
left blood all over the hotel.
His left arm.
Oh, yeah?
You said you
cut your arm doing yard work.
You're under arrest. Hey.
How did he know my father
was hiding in a hotel room?
Take it easy, man.
Because your father texted
him from a burn phone.
"Victor. Tell Arlene I'm safe
and laying low at the
Sierra Pelona Motel."
My dad trusted you.
And you tried to kill him?
Say something!
I want a lawyer.
Felix.
Special Agent McGee here.
Good, I got someone here that
wants to talk to you. Yeah.
Daddy?
Daddy, hi.
Yeah, you
can come home now.
Victor
knows he's screwed
because he just owned
up to everything.
First he cut the
brake line to Felix's truck,
and then he tried to
sabotage his water heater.
And when that
failed, he sent those
"Please run me over"
texts from Felix's cell.
What about the poison?
Purchased from the black market.
I can't believe my
son-in-law is such a monster.
That makes two of us.
Sorry we're late. Felix
had a hankering for a...
Diet peach kombucha.
Well, I guess you earned it.
It's really good
to see you, Tara.
I'm so glad you're okay.
Yeah, well, me, too.
Oh, my God, your neck.
Did Victor do that to you?
Yeah, when he attacked
me at the motel,
but I used the, uh, Swiss
Army knife that you gave me
to slice open his arm.
Felix, why didn't
you tell anyone
that it was Victor
who attacked you?
Because I didn't know.
He was wearing a mask.
How's Arlene doing?
Better than I would be.
But I know one thing,
she's going to need both
of us to get through this.
So we need to bury
the hatchet right now.
Well, let me go first.
I'm so sorry, just
for everything.
Me, too.
And I hope we can be friends.
I'd
like that. Oh...
Now I've seen it all.
Torres, are you crying? No.
Can I just, can I just...?
I just have to get one
thing off my chest.
That Lionel train set
that you destroyed
was a 1976
standard gauge that I
meticulously rebuilt...
Felix, you accused me of murder.
See, you
turn it around,
- you make it about you.
- 'Cause it is about me.
Well, I'm talking
about a train set
that I had to fly... Uh,
hello, I had to fly there
to get it. You
can't get it anyplace else.
I had to go get it myself.
And that's why I'm
never getting married.
Okay.
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