NCIS: Los Angeles (2009–…): Season 10, Episode 18 - Episode #10.18 - full transcript
Careful.
Very careful.
Watch the hydrangeas.
I said careful. Holy mackerel.
Gentlemen, please.
This is a brand-new car.
We know, Mrs. Bunny.
Uh, we know.
No.
Sí.
Muffy?
It's broken, actually.
And it would cost more
to repair it than replace it,
which is why
I am throwing it out.
And as for my name,
"Bunny" beats the pants off
of "Babs"
or "Barbie,"
the only other two choices
my teacher gave all the Barbaras
in my class.
And yes, you're right.
Muffy is a ridiculous name
for a grown woman.
She's also the person
who sang your praises
and the reason I hired you.
Uh, w-we're really
sorry, ma'am.
We didn't know
you spoke Spanish,
Mrs... Bunny.
It's fine.
I've moved on.
Just get that thing
out of my sight
without damaging my car
or my driveway.
Okay.
Uno, dos, tres.
Uno, dos, tres.
What is it? Is it paint?
What's that smell?
Is it a squirrel?
Is that a dead squirrel?
Is that a family
of dead squirrels?!
No, Mrs. Bunny.
It's not a squirrel.
♪ NCIS: LA 10x18 ♪
Born to Run
Original Air Date on March 24, 2019
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man
Hi.
Huh.
What are you doing here?
Oh, well,
good morning to you, too.
Seriously, how do you even you know
where Eric and I live?
Your housewarming party.
You were a no-show.
Your address was on the invite.
Okay, let's try this again.
Uh, hi.
What are you doing here?
I thought
we could get breakfast.
Coffee?
Good coffee? I know
you can't say no to good coffee.
Sydney, what are you doing here?
Let's start over.
I am just a girl
standing in front of a Nell...
No. Do not do that.
Do not manipulate me
by way of Notting Hill.
- So unfair.
- Do you want good coffee or not?
Come on, don't overthink it.
I mean... fine.
But you're buying.
Okay. Great.
'Cause you are driving.
Mm.
Mm-hmm.
26.
27.
28. 29.
Doesn't count if
you're only counting.
I'm sorry. I'm just amazed.
Why? My form?
No.
That I continue to learn things
about you after all these years.
How you're so good
at defusing bombs
and diving for cover,
things that require real skill
and coordination,
and yet...
you're such a horrible dancer.
You think I'm bad
on the dance floor? You?
You dance like a spunky kid
mainlining Smarties.
I got moves.
Well, yeah, technically
your body was moving.
I'll give you that.
It was Kensi and Deeks' wedding.
I was having a good time.
So good that the videographer
is gonna have to cut around you.
You don't know what
you're talking about.
- Michelle loved the way I danced.
- Really?
- Trust me.
- Uh-huh.
Or did she just love you?
Am I, uh,
interrupting something?
No, no, no, no. Callen
was just giving me
his unsolicited opinion. Again.
Oh, wow. I didn't realize
how sensitive Sam was
about his dance moves.
You were criticizing Sam's...
Wow.
You are a brave, brave
man, Grisha Callen.
Hmm. What did you think
of me out there?
Mm-hmm. Yeah.
I'm sorry, what-what did...
what did I... think? Um...
If I'm being
totally honest, I think
we have a case that needs
our immediate attention.
Shall we? Let's go.
Good deflection.
Cuts like a knife, baby.
You know I can see you, Beale.
Yeah. Copy that.
Don't talk about brave.
Nice and easy. We just
stick with the plan.
You know, I was thinking,
I really don't think
that we need a plan.
Yeah, we do, because
when the time comes,
this is gonna be the hardest
thing you've ever had to do.
Yeah, I disagree.
Well, listen, don't worry.
You're not alone in this.
It's gonna test
both of our wills.
Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm good.
I know that you're strong and
you think you can do this,
but when the time comes...
Uh-huh.
...you're not gonna be able
to keep your hands off me.
I'm pretty sure I will.
Listen,
I'm adorable. You're gonna
want to jump my bones.
- Mm, not if you keep this up.
- But this is a place of work.
It is a place of work.
That's what I'm trying to say.
It's not appropriate.
- We got to keep the love on lockdown.
- I really need to...
- Got to lock it down.
- Listen, look at me. - Mm-hmm.
Look at me. Look at me.
We just spent the whole
weekend in Malibu, right? - Right.
As husband and wife.
Mm-hmm.
Naked in the sun.
Beautiful.
Everything has changed.
Has it, though?
Yes.
No.
- No.
- Yes.
Wait, don't speak.
- No.
- Yes.
- No.
- Yes.
- No. No.
- Uh-huh.
Kens, Deeks. How was the 'Bu?
I would say it was
life-changing.
And I would say
it was as beautiful as always.
Oh, yeah. They're married.
Mm-hmm. Where's Nell?
Hmm? Oh, she had an appointment.
Wait. Was that last week
that she had that appointment?
Oh, that's right.
Yeah, no, she does not
have an appointment.
So I actually have no idea
where she is.
Huh. You know what?
I'm just going to, um...
bury these feelings of panic
and dread that I'm experiencing
and, um...
and-and fill you in on the case.
- Perfect. Okay.
- Great.
Just gonna push them down.
'Cause that-that always works.
- Eric! Case.
- Huh? Yes.
Please.
Early this morning,
uh, two workers found
a dead body outside a home
in Hancock Park.
Just lying there
in the street?
No, in a dumpster.
I didn't tell you
the body was in a dumpster?
The body was in a dumpster.
Sorry, I'm a little...
distracted
by this whole Nell thing.
It's...
Did she have an appointment?
Eric.
Right.
Uh, Mason Walker.
Uh, he was handling
access control
for a Department of Defense
envoy in Los Angeles.
They were meeting
with various submariners
and, uh, naval-naval-naval...
naval engineers
and submariners,
um, to discuss the
military's next phase
of submarine warfare defense.
The U.S. needs
to counter Russia's
new Yasen class of submarines.
Supposedly, they can launch a
missile that can bob and weave
through our
naval missile defense system.
And deliver deadly
nuclear warheads
on unsuspecting targets.
Yeah. That.
We should get somebody
on that stat.
Well, hence the DoD envoy.
Walker was guarding the war room
last night when he was abducted.
I'm guessing whoever did this
was not after Mason Walker.
They also stole a hard drive
that contained everything
the team had been working on.
Where's the command envoy now?
Um, Commodore Cindy Kang
is waiting for you
at the boatshed.
Tell her we're on our way.
Yeah.
Ugh.
God.
Mm-hmm.
You think this is good coffee?
It's better
as a doughnut chaser.
All right,
where have you taken me?
This is my spot.
Wanted you to see it.
Oh, yeah?
Mm-hmm.
You come here a lot?
Oh, yeah. All the time.
Okay.
What's up, Cool Rick?
He's shy.
Yeah.
Sydney, I...
I think this is
a really nice gesture,
and I think
I would like to spend more time
with you on a regular basis,
but right now I'm super late
for work, so...
Really? What time is it?
Um... Ooh.
Yeah, no, no, I'm insanely late.
Oh, no, I think that's fast.
Wh-What's your phone say?
No, no, still insanely late.
Really?
Um...
Let me see.
What are you doing?
Don't do that.
What are you doing?
Don't do--
Oh, my God!
Sydney.
Wait, tha-that's my phone.
I-I need my phone back.
Sis, um, I need a favor.
A... small favor.
Tiny.
Oh, Special Agents.
Did you hear something?
No.
Yoo-hoo.
- Was that a "yoo-hoo"?
Affirmative.
Guys, I can't deny
a good yoo-hoo.
- Yes, you can.
- No, it's like a more appropriate catcall.
Deeks...
I can't. I just can't.
Okay.
Special Prosecutor Rogers,
what can I do you for?
As part of my efforts
to rein in the chaos
that has become status quo
in this office,
I am conducting
performance reviews today.
It's March.
It's the end
of the first quarter.
- He's joking.
- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You're funny.
He's very funny.
Thank you, Agent Hanna.
I also feel like we've developed
a whimsical shorthand,
which is one of the things
I hope to cover
in our timed, individual
conversations today.
And this is mandatory?
Mandatory quarterly reviews,
that's correct.
Detective Deeks,
you're up first.
No...
Aww...
Tough one, babe.
Yeah, we gotta go talk
to the commodore.
And you are the one that can't
ignore a good "yoo-hoo."
You can't.
You just can't.
Mm-mm.
Sorry.
Really?
Yep.
Now?
Yep.
Here?
Mm-hmm.
We're not so much an envoy
as we are a brain trust.
The idea was to get
the brightest naval engineers
in one room, throw some
ideas at the wall
and see what would stick.
Were you getting anywhere?
Yes.
We were on our way
to a clear plan
for how to defend ourselves
against the Russian
Yasen class of submarines.
And that was all
on the hard drive?
Walk us through last night.
We worked late, as per usual.
Where were you all set up?
An office building in Westwood.
Everyone around us
is civilian.
We called it at around 0200
and were back at our hotel
maybe 25 minutes later.
- And the security guard stayed behind?
- Correct.
Mason Walker.
Lovely fellow.
His shift was
supposed to end at 0900.
By then, his body was
in Hancock Park.
Where's the rest of your team?
Back at the hotel,
getting some rest.
We were already running
on fumes before this happened.
What is it?
I haven't been able to get in
touch with one of our engineers.
Andre Martinez.
I'm worried
something may have
happened to him.
Or that...
Or that he was the one
responsible?
How well do
you know him?
I don't. He was a résumé
before I met him last week.
But he's young,
he's intelligent
and I'm concerned
he may be dangerous.
Hmm.
All right.
Well, until we know more,
I'm gonna have NCIS pick up
the rest of your team and bring
them here for their own safety.
Thank you. And good luck.
Thank you.
You know, this is just like
the froyo incident
that shall not be named.
That was, like,
a million years ago.
Mom punished me,
I said I was sorry,
and you need to let it go.
How can I, when you keep forcing
me to live it out in reruns?
Just be cool for, like,
one second, okay?
Be cool? You want me
to be cool? Okay, yeah.
Uh, how about you
give me my keys back?
No, I know, why don't you
not go and destroy my phone?
And then not go and
destroy your phone?
And, hey,
what are you looking for?
We are standing here
in the middle
of a donut diner parking lot.
No one else is here
except that rando over there,
and-- Wait a second.
Didn't we, like,
go to school with him?
Didn't you,
didn't you have a major... ow.
Did anyone follow you?
I don't know. I couldn't tell.
Okay, Boxcar Children.
What's going on here?
Uh, we need to go.
As in the royal "we"?
No, no-- I'm not going
anywhere with you.
Nell, we don't have
time to explain.
Do you remember Andre Martinez?
I mean,
kind of. Hi. Go Knights.
Well, someone is trying
to kill him.
Please. I need your help.
Helps me keep track.
Once we get started,
the time just flies,
and I really try
to keep these conversations
to an hour.
Oh. You think
we're gonna do this for an hour?
Detective Martin Deeks,
without further ado...
...what does it say about you
that you've spent
the last decade
with one foot in LAPD
and one foot in NCIS,
without really being able
to commit to either side?
Wow. I gotta be honest,
I did not expect
this level of insight
from you, Rogers.
Martin?
Can I call you Martin?
"Deeks" feels so bro-ey.
Huh.
Martin,
you have the floor.
So we're doing this, then,
are we?
We are.
All right.
I mean, if I were to
really take a deep dive
into my soul to answer
that question, I'd have to
probably go back
to when I was a kid.
You know?
I was about seven years old.
Yea high, tufts of blonde hair.
And there's this girl,
Jodi Barnes.
She smelled
like vanilla and popcorn
and I used to chase her
at recess and lunch
like it was my job.
And there was
this one morning.
I showed up to school and she,
she wasn't there, you know?
And it was, like, a-- it was a
Tuesday, and it was a weird day
- for no-- yeah...
- Deeks.
- In the middle of something?
- Yeah.
I'm in the middle of something
with Rogers
and it's important
and my clock is ticking.
Why, what's up?
Official business.
Official business...?
I got to go.
I'll be right back.
Can you just--
can we pause it or something?
I don't want to-- Okay.
Sure.
Okay, Beale. What's up?
I'm worried about Nell.
She's not answering her phone.
Maybe she's on the other line
with her best friend
who just got dumped.
Okay, but I can't
locate her phone.
Maybe she didn't
charge it last night.
Okay, but I can't
turn on her phone.
Maybe she dropped it
in the toilet. Listen, Beale,
there are simple explanations
for all these things.
Okay, but the last time
I could locate her phone,
it was at a donut shop.
Which is significant because...
Because Nell hates donuts.
What?
Yeah. She calls them
the dregs of the dessert world.
That seems a little harsh.
Deeks, the Penelope Jones
I know and love
would never go to a donut shop
on her own volition.
When's the last time
you talked to her?
She texted me at 8:29.
What does it say?
It says
"Running late,"
with an exclamation point.
Yikes. Should we tell Rogers?
No, I-I don't want
to get her in trouble.
Okay, I'll help you out.
You will? Thank you.
Of course I will.
Rogers, something came up.
But listen,
this is not good-bye.
This is "I'll see you soon."
I'll bring him right back.
Okay.
How you doing?
Pretty well, thank you.
Agent Callen.
Oh.
Agent Hanna, Agent Blye,
we're from NCIS.
Well, how can I help you?
We are investigating a crime
that may have taken place
in one of your suites
last night.
Hey, can you keep your voices
down, please?
This is a renter's market.
What, are you trying to drive me
out of business?
Depends. You gonna help us out?
Well, I can tell you now that
no one broke in here last night.
How you doing, sir?
Have a good day!
You got any security cameras?
Well, they were on my wish list,
but, uh, Santa thought
I was too naughty.
Do not do that again.
Oh. I thought we had a...
No. You thought wrong.
Was anyone working
this desk
through the night?
- No, sir.
No. No one is here
past 6:00 p.m.
Well, how do people access
the building after hours?
Well, each employee
is assigned a unique keycard.
Great. Can we see the log
of everyone that came in
and out after hours?
Okay.
It's Deeks.
Hey, you're on loudspeaker.
Eric and I looked into
Lieutenant Andre Martinez,
the missing engineer.
You find anything good?
Yep. To the tune of $100,000
deposited into
his bank account this morning.
Suspicious.
Right?
Can you trace that deposit?
Uh, I'm trying.
Uh, hey, guys,
uh, just a totally
random side note,
I'm just wondering
if you-- i-if you guys,
um, had any luck, uh, getting
in touch with Nell, 'cause, uh,
Deeks seems to be
pretty worried about her.
Yeah, I'm-- what
was-- what he said.
I was w-worried about her.
Mm-hmm.
I am sure there's a
perfectly good explanation
as to why she is late.
Y-Yeah, no, no, totally.
That's, that's what
I keep telling Deeks.
Hey, guys, we'll call you back.
Well, actually,
it was very quiet here
last night.
Only two people used
their keycard after hours.
You know, it's actually
the same person.
Once at 3:14 a.m.
and another time at 4:47 a.m.
You got a name?
Yeah, it was an Andre Martinez.
Does that help at all?
Yes, it does.
Can I see that?
This is...
Thank you.
You're taking it?
We'll get it back to you.
I didn't give an affirmative.
Okay.
We need Eric
to profile Andre Martinez.
He's working on it.
Then when he's done with that...
He's gonna find him. We know.
Which means: Callen, you're up.
We're in the middle
of a case right now.
You and I both know that there
is a lull in the investigation.
You are waiting for information
to come in so it can inform
your next move
and I'd like to take advantage.
Meet me at the couches.
It'll be fun.
Can't wait.
Hey. How bad was it?
Not bad.
Incredible.
So, incredibly bad.
I don't know how to explain it.
So bad you can't find the words.
If I have one
piece of advice,
it's to savor every minute
of that hour,
because that man is a gift.
Are you okay?
I feel great.
Guys, I need
to show you something.
Upstairs.
Oh. Sorry there, Rogers.
Duty calls.
What's going on?
Beale.
She didn't have an appointment.
Unless the appointment
was with him.
And if that's the case, that
opens an entirely different
realm of possibilities
that I haven't
even considered
until this very moment.
Beale.
Yeah?
English.
It's more of a show,
not tell situation.
Okay.
Why are we looking
at a photo of Nell?
And Sydney.
That's actually pretty cute.
They're getting along, kind of.
I thought you were
investigating Andre Martinez.
That's what I'm
The guy in the picture with Nell
is Andre Martinez.
What?
When was this
picture taken?
Three hours ago.
And I have no idea
where they are now.
This is gross.
Why are we here?
Because I've been avoiding
security cameras
and traffic cameras
and satellite cameras
until I can figure out
what the hell is going on here.
Okay, that makes sense.
All right, Andre,
if you're in so much danger,
please remind me
why we can't go to the
authorities or at least NCIS?
Because the authorities
are the ones trying to kill me.
And if there's something
rotten at the DoD,
then NCIS may
also be compromised.
Okay,
so why do you trust me?
You were always nice.
You lent me a pencil
in Calc BC once.
Hey.
You never told me you two
were in a class together.
Oh, control your emotions.
It was a pencil,
and it was a million years ago.
Look, someone attacked me
in my hotel room this morning.
I don't trust my team.
All right, you... you've got
to help me out here.
Why would somebody be after you?
I'm not sure. I just know
I need to keep moving.
You have to trust me.
I mean, technically, no,
I-I don't have to trust you.
Nell, please.
Do it for me.
That's not helping.
That's definitely not helping.
Okay.
Wait, where are you going?
What are you doing?
NCIS is gonna
be looking for my car,
either because you're in it,
or because I didn't show up
at work today,
so now, we have to ditch it.
Yeah.
Hey. You guys coming?
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
Wait, we're walking? In L.A.?
This is gross.
There has to be
an explanation for this.
- Of course there is.
- Obviously.
Really?
Nobody else is gonna say it?
I mean, it hasn't
occurred to anybody else
that Nell Jones
is Keyser Söze-ing us?
For a decade?
For a decade.
No, Deeks.
You're the only one that's twisted
enough to think like that.
- But now I planted the seed, didn't I?
- Okay.
We need to piece
together what happened
this morning between
3:00 and 8:00 a.m.
And why Andre Martinez
went back to the office
after everyone
went home, twice.
And who killed Mason Walker,
the guard manning said office.
And, finally,
why our very own Nell Jones
was hanging out with
Andre Martinez this morning,
if, in fact,
she was not Keyser Söze-ing us.
- Huh.
- What should we do about Rogers?
We're investigating
this from all sides.
I don't think we
tell him about Nell
until we have
something concrete.
Mm-hmm.
Because there has to be
an explanation for it.
This is it, this is the end.
Oh, God.
Okay.
Whoa.
You all right?
Yes.
Thank you.
I'm so sorry to be putting you
in the middle of this.
Look, as soon as we
get somewhere safe,
you are telling me
everything.
Understood, of course.
No, I don't know
what I would do without you.
That's... that's very sweet.
What?
How you holding up?
Morale's not great.
We not only lost someone,
we lost a lot of ground.
If that hard drive somehow
ends up in Russian hands...
We appreciate what's at stake.
Tell your people
we're trying
everything we can to recover it.
I will.
What about Andre Martinez?
He's MIA, isn't he?
Well, he can run,
but he can't hide.
We did find
$100,000 deposited
into his bank
account this morning.
I had a bad feeling
about that kid.
We all did.
We'll be in touch.
She's trying too hard.
Keeps breaking
eye contact with us.
Almost as if she
wants us to think
this is about
Andre Martinez.
Call me if the
commodore leaves.
Don't let her out
of your sight.
I've got Andre Martinez's
cell phone activity,
his hotel room...
Agent Blye.
Rogers!
Can I steal you away,
Agent Blye?
Oh. Yeah.
Take me, take me. Wasn't me,
it was the one-armed man.
Yeah, that didn't feel right.
A-After you, we can go and...
talk about how awkward that was.
Yes, let's.
Mm-hmm.
Why are we here?
Because I need Andre here
to tell me everything
that happened this morning.
And because after
he does so, I'm probably
going to need
some time and space
to just clear my thoughts.
It was a rhetorical
question.
Okay.
Andre, are you ready to talk?
I think you deserve that much.
Well, thank you.
So, let's start
at the beginning.
So, the DoD envoy
finishes work,
heads back to the hotel.
Commodore Kang has them
getting there
at 2:30 in the morning.
- All right. That checks out.
That's when everyone
checked into their rooms
including...
Andre Martinez.
So we just got to figure out
what happens next.
Yeah.
I was already asleep
when my phone rang.
It was the commodore, asking me
to go back to the office
and check on the hard drives.
That didn't strike
you as strange?
She's my boss;
I didn't question it.
I called a Lyft.
So, after the call
from the commodore,
Andre Martinez
gets in a Lyft
and goes from the hotel
back to the building.
Yep, security log.
Keycard 3:14 a.m.
Uh-huh. And then he gets
back into a Lyft,
goes from the building
back to the hotel
at... 3:42 a.m.
So why go to the building twice?
When I got to the hotel,
I realized my keycard was gone.
Did you maybe leave it
at your office?
No, I'm pretty sure
it was stolen.
How? The only other
person you saw
was your Lyft driver.
Exactly. Who just happened
to be in a deserted
business district at
three-something in the morning.
You think he was
waiting for you.
Have you ever seen a Lyft driver
get out the car
and open the door?
Oh, hell no.
I would have
one-starred that ride.
And then Martinez
and Commodore Kang talk again
at 4:02, but this time,
Martinez calls her.
And the commodore didn't mention
either one of these phone calls?
Nope.
Commodore Kang was great.
It was 4:00 in the morning,
but she was so helpful.
We hang up,
and the next thing I know,
someone's at my door--
I assumed it was her.
It was some guy
I'd never seen before.
Who gave me this, this...
and this.
Okay.
I don't think he expected me
to fight back.
I got a few good punches in
before he took off.
You have to understand,
I don't know the other people
on my team;
we all just met.
One of them could have
set me up.
And Andre Martinez
falls into a black hole
until he pops up again
at the donut shop with Nell.
And Sydney, don't forget
that Sydney is there.
Yeah, maybe Sydney's
to blame for all this.
Yeah...
Hey, maybe Andre Martinez
is connected to her.
Hmm. Oh, my God.
Not yet--!
Wait, hold on.
Uh, I need you not to...
f-freak out.
What? What?
Why would you say that? Now
I'm freaking out based solely
on the fact that you told me
not to freak out.
Because Andre Martinez
might actually
be connected to Nell.
At the lips.
Don't freak out.
What is happening?
I have to get
a message to my team.
I don't think it's safe
to contact NCIS.
I don't know
how much longer
we can keep this up.
And I'm not contacting NCIS,
I'm contacting my people.
I trust them.
Must be nice.
I can't work this case
on the run.
Harrison Ford did it.
That's not helping.
That's definitely not helping.
Look, it's the only way
we're going to truly know
who's after you
and keep us all alive.
- Alive?
- And hopefully out of jail.
Jail?
Uh-uh.
Mm.
What's up?
What's the word?
Oh.
All right, well, thanks
for the heads-up.
We're on our way.
Commodore Kang's
on the move?
She went out for
some fresh air.
And didn't invite any
of her team to join her.
You don't say?
- You sure this is gonna work?
- Uh, nope.
But you're pretty sure
it'll work?
Nope.
But it's worked before?
No.
Do you see
how impossible she is?
Show a little respect.
Artists are supposed
to be difficult.
Oh. Thank you.
Why don't you
just ditch her?
Believe me, I've tried.
Girl has so much
toxic energy.
Yeah, well,
she's also my sister.
So...
So you're like, stuck.
That sucks.
Hey, I am standing
right here.
I can hear everything
you're saying about me.
I know.
"Suicide is painless."
Are you sure
this is gonna work?
Asked and answered, my friend.
Hayley, thank you.
You, your car and this here
can of hot pink spray paint
have been, uh, real life-savers.
Now, please, go forth and drive.
Preferably three times
around the block
at La Cienega and Melrose.
Cool?
Gnarly.
Hey, uh, can I
ask you a question?
Yeah, shoot.
You're leaving a message
for your boyfriend, right?
Right.
Are you sure you don't
want to just text him?
Because that's how
everyone does it now.
You make a really good
point, Hayls.
And I totally would,
but if my friend's envoy's
been compromised,
then the DoD
is gonna be, like,
all over everyone
and everything.
But...?
But if Eric finds this,
then he can help us.
So long as he doesn't also
find out you kissed Andre.
Okay.
DoD, oh! Is that
like, denim on denim?
Gross.
Yeah, right.
Just get in the car.
Get in the car. Everyone in.
Go, go, go, go, go, go.
Maybe...
Commodore Kang really is
just out for a walk.
Maybe she isn't.
There's someone
in the driver's seat.
Yeah.
I'll send a picture
to Eric now.
You know what this means?
What?
She lied to us.
I hate when
they do that.
It is the worst.
The woman Commodore Kang
is meeting with
is named Natasia Yashnova.
She's a Russian
national and her father
has ties to
Putin and the KGB.
So the Russians might be after
the missing hard drive.
Or the Russians already have
the missing hard drive.
So, basically,
our worst fears confirmed.
Maybe Andre Martinez
has nothing to do with
it being stolen...
or Mason Walker's murder,
or the 100K being deposited
in his account.
Or Andre Martinez is also
working with the Russians.
You know...
it's thin, but...
there is a silver lining.
Kensi. My girlfriend is on the
run with a suspected traitor.
It's not that bad.
And murderer.
It's not great.
And I have hard evidence
proving their relationship
is more than platonic.
You're having what
the kids call "a rough day."
I'll take a microscopic sliver
of a silver lining
at this point.
Okay.
Andre Martinez
is a loose end.
Something that Commodore Kang
will not leave untied.
Exactly.
That's my sliver?
If he's still alive
and we find him,
then we can use
that to find Nell.
Boom.
Well, then I should tell you
that Andre Martinez is alive,
he is with Nell
and I know exactly
where they are.
What?
- No. You just...
- You've been holding out on us?
Guys, it's complicated.
This is a very complicated case
and I have complicated
feelings about it.
Eric, where is Andre Martinez?
Have you located him?
Yes, he's in Malibu
Creek State Park,
at the old M*A*S*H site.
Excellent work, Eric.
Truly top-notch.
Yeah. Thank you.
How did you know this, exactly?
Nell sent me a message.
In hot pink.
Oh, that tracks.
What?!
Something's up.
No kidding.
Let's roll.
Callen, you guys stay with
Natasia and Commodore Kang.
Deeks and I are gonna
find Andre Martinez.
Eric located him at
Malibu Creek State Park.
Okay, will do. Bye.
Heading out to find
the elusive Andre Martinez?
That we are.
Well, no huge rush, no need
to push the speed limit
getting there; safety first.
Good to know.
Why is that?
I just spoke to Commodore Kang,
and she also happens
to be headed
out to Malibu Creek State Park.
What are the odds?
So, to clarify, y-you spoke
to Commodore Kang?
A-And gave her
Andre Martinez' location?
At the old M*A*S*H site, yes.
Oh...
He did not.
Oh, my God,
oh, my God, oh, my God....
Agent Blye, Detective Deeks,
what, exactly, is the issue?
Nell is not actually
home sick today.
Okay? She has been
with Andre Martinez since...
8:30.
...8:30 this morning,
more or less,
and the only reason
we didn't say anything is
because we didn't really know
how to process that ourselves.
And also, you probably
shouldn't have
told Commodore Kang
what their location is,
because it seems like she's
in bed with the Russians.
But now that I have
told Commodore Kang...
The Russians are probably headed
straight to Nell,
her sister Sydney
and Andre Martinez.
And we have no way
of warning them.
That's it,
Callen just confirmed
that Commodore Kang
and Natasia Yashnova
are on their way
to Malibu Creek right now.
Excuse me.
Good news is that Sam and Callen
can handle those two.
I said excuse me.
Yeah, but we have no idea
how many Russians
they're working with,
and how many of them
are gonna surprise Nell,
her sister Sydney
and Andre Martinez.
Agent Blye and
Detective Deeks!
Yes.
Are you to tell me
that you and your team
purposefully withheld
vital information from me,
and because of
that withholding,
I inadvertently put
Intelligence Analyst Nell Jones
in harm's way?
Yes, sir.
What do I have to do
to convince you
that I am here as an asset,
that we are on the same team?
Look, Rogers,
you have to understand...
I don't have time for
explanations and neither do you.
Kensi, get to Malibu
as quickly as you can,
and Deeks, I want you
up at Ops with Eric.
Rogers, I don't think I should--
- Understood. Be safe.
- Yeah.
You think they're
meeting anyone else?
If they are, they
haven't arrived yet.
Well, let's take care of them
before they do.
You read my mind.
How much longer
until we get there?
Uh, a mile, maybe two.
We're getting close now.
You guys, I know we're here
under not-fantastic
circumstances,
but you have to admit
this place is gorgeous.
It's not bad.
If I lived in L.A., I'd
come here all the time.
Oh, are you thinking
about moving out here?
Really? Like when all the people
trying to kill you thing
is over?
Come on, guys.
This hill ain't gonna
hike itself.
Commodore Kang.
That's quite a walk
you're taking.
Agent Callen.
Don't worry,
everything's fine.
What are you doing here?
What am I doing here?
Sam, did you hear that?
She wants to know
what I'm doing here.
Surprise.
Expected more out of you.
Looks like you guys
have been busy.
Not busy enough. Their friends
still haven't arrived yet.
You ready to tell us
where they are?
You know that cooperation does
go a long way at sentencing.
Actually, who am I kidding?
Murder and treason?
I can't even help you now.
Motorcycles.
That must be how
the Russians are
getting up to
the M*A*S*H site.
These trails are too narrow
for our cars.
Even Sam can't outrun a bike.
You know what?
I got an idea.
Excuse me.
I'm Special Agent
Kensi Blye, NCIS.
I need your horse.
You're kidding, right?
No.
You know what?
I realize this is
your beautiful baby,
but we need to borrow him.
No.
It's for a federal emergency.
Seriously?
Seriously.
Ma'am, get off the horse.
Come on,
come on, come on.
Let's go.
Thank you.
All right.
Meet me at the trail head.
Thank you.
- Let's go.
- Yeah.
- Only in L.A.
- Follow us, ma'am.
Meet you there.
Eric, how much further
until I'm at the M*A*S*H site?
Uh, less than three miles.
You're making good time.
What about the Russians?
I can't hear them anymore.
We've got eyes on two of them.
They're both due east.
Two, huh?
Yeah, I can handle two.
Wait a minute,
do I hear galloping?
Are you on a horse?
And now?
And now we wait.
Is that a motorcycle?
No. I'm getting horse hooves
loud and clear.
One of those things
would be okay, maybe,
but both at the same time
coming from different
directions? Definitely not.
What do we do?
The only thing we can do.
We run.
Go, go, go, go, go,
go, go, go, go, go.
Hyah.
- Federal agents. Stop!
Whoa-- Callen, Sam.
You made it.
Got here as fast
as we could.
How you holding up?
Andre is innocent.
Please tell Eric
the kiss meant nothing.
- This is all Sydney's fault.
- Oh, well...
Hold that thought.
Oh, God. Come on.
Tires.
Aww...
Oh, really?
Come on.
Seriously?
- Get up.
- I had him.
I was gonna go two for two
on a horse.
Hey, Sydney.
- What's up?
- So, Andre, these are my people.
Kensi-- she's essentially
a goddess from Themyscira.
Callen-- once a lone wolf,
now he's more of a lion,
and we are his pride.
And Sam--
former Navy SEAL,
decorated NCIS agent.
And the man can really
make moves on the dance floor.
See? Nell likes
the way I dance.
I like your dancing, too.
Why, what's going on?
No reason.
You must be Andre Martinez.
We have been looking
all over for you.
Thank you.
All of you.
But, Sydney, Nell...
Oh.
...especially you guys.
Well,
you should really think
about moving to L.A.
We could do this stuff
all the time.
Oh, God.
Hey.
Hey.
So, you definitely
saw the kiss.
Sorry, kiss?
I mean, Callen and Sam
told you, right?
Sure, he was kind of cute,
but believe me,
he tasted like a doughnut.
I swear, it meant nothing.
Promise?
Eric, do I joke about
the doughnuts?
I missed you.
I missed you, too.
Oh, my gosh, I have
so much to tell you.
- Tell me everything.
- Okay.
Where to begin?
Well, for starters,
Sydney straight-up
kidnapped me.
What? No.
And then she straight-up
killed my phone.
Yeah, it was death
by iced water.
You know, if I did not know,
from a technological standpoint,
that your phone was
obliterated,
I would not believe you.
Oh, God, you know what?
It really pains me to say this,
but it was kind of fun
hanging out with Sydney today.
Oh, no, I think
she might be cool.
Hmm.
- Must run in the family.
- Stop it.
Come here,
come here.
Rogers!
You made it.
What are you drinking?
- Uh, chardonnay.
- Oh.
Now the party's
getting started.
Well, I received
your invitation
and thought it would be
rude of me to not show up.
Well, we are glad
that you did,
because we wanted to say
that you are one of us now.
And we're sorry
if we ever treated you
any differently, huh?
Apology accepted.
I'm just glad everybody's safe,
the case is closed,
Andre's name is cleared
and that hard drive is
back where it belongs.
What about Commodore Kang?
Oh, that bitch is going down.
To Rogers.
To Rogers.
I'll drink to that.
Welcome to the team.
You are too kind. Really.
But, Agent Callen, you know
you can't charm your way
out of your review.
To Rogers.
There we go.
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@elder_man
Very careful.
Watch the hydrangeas.
I said careful. Holy mackerel.
Gentlemen, please.
This is a brand-new car.
We know, Mrs. Bunny.
Uh, we know.
No.
Sí.
Muffy?
It's broken, actually.
And it would cost more
to repair it than replace it,
which is why
I am throwing it out.
And as for my name,
"Bunny" beats the pants off
of "Babs"
or "Barbie,"
the only other two choices
my teacher gave all the Barbaras
in my class.
And yes, you're right.
Muffy is a ridiculous name
for a grown woman.
She's also the person
who sang your praises
and the reason I hired you.
Uh, w-we're really
sorry, ma'am.
We didn't know
you spoke Spanish,
Mrs... Bunny.
It's fine.
I've moved on.
Just get that thing
out of my sight
without damaging my car
or my driveway.
Okay.
Uno, dos, tres.
Uno, dos, tres.
What is it? Is it paint?
What's that smell?
Is it a squirrel?
Is that a dead squirrel?
Is that a family
of dead squirrels?!
No, Mrs. Bunny.
It's not a squirrel.
♪ NCIS: LA 10x18 ♪
Born to Run
Original Air Date on March 24, 2019
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man
Hi.
Huh.
What are you doing here?
Oh, well,
good morning to you, too.
Seriously, how do you even you know
where Eric and I live?
Your housewarming party.
You were a no-show.
Your address was on the invite.
Okay, let's try this again.
Uh, hi.
What are you doing here?
I thought
we could get breakfast.
Coffee?
Good coffee? I know
you can't say no to good coffee.
Sydney, what are you doing here?
Let's start over.
I am just a girl
standing in front of a Nell...
No. Do not do that.
Do not manipulate me
by way of Notting Hill.
- So unfair.
- Do you want good coffee or not?
Come on, don't overthink it.
I mean... fine.
But you're buying.
Okay. Great.
'Cause you are driving.
Mm.
Mm-hmm.
26.
27.
28. 29.
Doesn't count if
you're only counting.
I'm sorry. I'm just amazed.
Why? My form?
No.
That I continue to learn things
about you after all these years.
How you're so good
at defusing bombs
and diving for cover,
things that require real skill
and coordination,
and yet...
you're such a horrible dancer.
You think I'm bad
on the dance floor? You?
You dance like a spunky kid
mainlining Smarties.
I got moves.
Well, yeah, technically
your body was moving.
I'll give you that.
It was Kensi and Deeks' wedding.
I was having a good time.
So good that the videographer
is gonna have to cut around you.
You don't know what
you're talking about.
- Michelle loved the way I danced.
- Really?
- Trust me.
- Uh-huh.
Or did she just love you?
Am I, uh,
interrupting something?
No, no, no, no. Callen
was just giving me
his unsolicited opinion. Again.
Oh, wow. I didn't realize
how sensitive Sam was
about his dance moves.
You were criticizing Sam's...
Wow.
You are a brave, brave
man, Grisha Callen.
Hmm. What did you think
of me out there?
Mm-hmm. Yeah.
I'm sorry, what-what did...
what did I... think? Um...
If I'm being
totally honest, I think
we have a case that needs
our immediate attention.
Shall we? Let's go.
Good deflection.
Cuts like a knife, baby.
You know I can see you, Beale.
Yeah. Copy that.
Don't talk about brave.
Nice and easy. We just
stick with the plan.
You know, I was thinking,
I really don't think
that we need a plan.
Yeah, we do, because
when the time comes,
this is gonna be the hardest
thing you've ever had to do.
Yeah, I disagree.
Well, listen, don't worry.
You're not alone in this.
It's gonna test
both of our wills.
Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm good.
I know that you're strong and
you think you can do this,
but when the time comes...
Uh-huh.
...you're not gonna be able
to keep your hands off me.
I'm pretty sure I will.
Listen,
I'm adorable. You're gonna
want to jump my bones.
- Mm, not if you keep this up.
- But this is a place of work.
It is a place of work.
That's what I'm trying to say.
It's not appropriate.
- We got to keep the love on lockdown.
- I really need to...
- Got to lock it down.
- Listen, look at me. - Mm-hmm.
Look at me. Look at me.
We just spent the whole
weekend in Malibu, right? - Right.
As husband and wife.
Mm-hmm.
Naked in the sun.
Beautiful.
Everything has changed.
Has it, though?
Yes.
No.
- No.
- Yes.
Wait, don't speak.
- No.
- Yes.
- No.
- Yes.
- No. No.
- Uh-huh.
Kens, Deeks. How was the 'Bu?
I would say it was
life-changing.
And I would say
it was as beautiful as always.
Oh, yeah. They're married.
Mm-hmm. Where's Nell?
Hmm? Oh, she had an appointment.
Wait. Was that last week
that she had that appointment?
Oh, that's right.
Yeah, no, she does not
have an appointment.
So I actually have no idea
where she is.
Huh. You know what?
I'm just going to, um...
bury these feelings of panic
and dread that I'm experiencing
and, um...
and-and fill you in on the case.
- Perfect. Okay.
- Great.
Just gonna push them down.
'Cause that-that always works.
- Eric! Case.
- Huh? Yes.
Please.
Early this morning,
uh, two workers found
a dead body outside a home
in Hancock Park.
Just lying there
in the street?
No, in a dumpster.
I didn't tell you
the body was in a dumpster?
The body was in a dumpster.
Sorry, I'm a little...
distracted
by this whole Nell thing.
It's...
Did she have an appointment?
Eric.
Right.
Uh, Mason Walker.
Uh, he was handling
access control
for a Department of Defense
envoy in Los Angeles.
They were meeting
with various submariners
and, uh, naval-naval-naval...
naval engineers
and submariners,
um, to discuss the
military's next phase
of submarine warfare defense.
The U.S. needs
to counter Russia's
new Yasen class of submarines.
Supposedly, they can launch a
missile that can bob and weave
through our
naval missile defense system.
And deliver deadly
nuclear warheads
on unsuspecting targets.
Yeah. That.
We should get somebody
on that stat.
Well, hence the DoD envoy.
Walker was guarding the war room
last night when he was abducted.
I'm guessing whoever did this
was not after Mason Walker.
They also stole a hard drive
that contained everything
the team had been working on.
Where's the command envoy now?
Um, Commodore Cindy Kang
is waiting for you
at the boatshed.
Tell her we're on our way.
Yeah.
Ugh.
God.
Mm-hmm.
You think this is good coffee?
It's better
as a doughnut chaser.
All right,
where have you taken me?
This is my spot.
Wanted you to see it.
Oh, yeah?
Mm-hmm.
You come here a lot?
Oh, yeah. All the time.
Okay.
What's up, Cool Rick?
He's shy.
Yeah.
Sydney, I...
I think this is
a really nice gesture,
and I think
I would like to spend more time
with you on a regular basis,
but right now I'm super late
for work, so...
Really? What time is it?
Um... Ooh.
Yeah, no, no, I'm insanely late.
Oh, no, I think that's fast.
Wh-What's your phone say?
No, no, still insanely late.
Really?
Um...
Let me see.
What are you doing?
Don't do that.
What are you doing?
Don't do--
Oh, my God!
Sydney.
Wait, tha-that's my phone.
I-I need my phone back.
Sis, um, I need a favor.
A... small favor.
Tiny.
Oh, Special Agents.
Did you hear something?
No.
Yoo-hoo.
- Was that a "yoo-hoo"?
Affirmative.
Guys, I can't deny
a good yoo-hoo.
- Yes, you can.
- No, it's like a more appropriate catcall.
Deeks...
I can't. I just can't.
Okay.
Special Prosecutor Rogers,
what can I do you for?
As part of my efforts
to rein in the chaos
that has become status quo
in this office,
I am conducting
performance reviews today.
It's March.
It's the end
of the first quarter.
- He's joking.
- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You're funny.
He's very funny.
Thank you, Agent Hanna.
I also feel like we've developed
a whimsical shorthand,
which is one of the things
I hope to cover
in our timed, individual
conversations today.
And this is mandatory?
Mandatory quarterly reviews,
that's correct.
Detective Deeks,
you're up first.
No...
Aww...
Tough one, babe.
Yeah, we gotta go talk
to the commodore.
And you are the one that can't
ignore a good "yoo-hoo."
You can't.
You just can't.
Mm-mm.
Sorry.
Really?
Yep.
Now?
Yep.
Here?
Mm-hmm.
We're not so much an envoy
as we are a brain trust.
The idea was to get
the brightest naval engineers
in one room, throw some
ideas at the wall
and see what would stick.
Were you getting anywhere?
Yes.
We were on our way
to a clear plan
for how to defend ourselves
against the Russian
Yasen class of submarines.
And that was all
on the hard drive?
Walk us through last night.
We worked late, as per usual.
Where were you all set up?
An office building in Westwood.
Everyone around us
is civilian.
We called it at around 0200
and were back at our hotel
maybe 25 minutes later.
- And the security guard stayed behind?
- Correct.
Mason Walker.
Lovely fellow.
His shift was
supposed to end at 0900.
By then, his body was
in Hancock Park.
Where's the rest of your team?
Back at the hotel,
getting some rest.
We were already running
on fumes before this happened.
What is it?
I haven't been able to get in
touch with one of our engineers.
Andre Martinez.
I'm worried
something may have
happened to him.
Or that...
Or that he was the one
responsible?
How well do
you know him?
I don't. He was a résumé
before I met him last week.
But he's young,
he's intelligent
and I'm concerned
he may be dangerous.
Hmm.
All right.
Well, until we know more,
I'm gonna have NCIS pick up
the rest of your team and bring
them here for their own safety.
Thank you. And good luck.
Thank you.
You know, this is just like
the froyo incident
that shall not be named.
That was, like,
a million years ago.
Mom punished me,
I said I was sorry,
and you need to let it go.
How can I, when you keep forcing
me to live it out in reruns?
Just be cool for, like,
one second, okay?
Be cool? You want me
to be cool? Okay, yeah.
Uh, how about you
give me my keys back?
No, I know, why don't you
not go and destroy my phone?
And then not go and
destroy your phone?
And, hey,
what are you looking for?
We are standing here
in the middle
of a donut diner parking lot.
No one else is here
except that rando over there,
and-- Wait a second.
Didn't we, like,
go to school with him?
Didn't you,
didn't you have a major... ow.
Did anyone follow you?
I don't know. I couldn't tell.
Okay, Boxcar Children.
What's going on here?
Uh, we need to go.
As in the royal "we"?
No, no-- I'm not going
anywhere with you.
Nell, we don't have
time to explain.
Do you remember Andre Martinez?
I mean,
kind of. Hi. Go Knights.
Well, someone is trying
to kill him.
Please. I need your help.
Helps me keep track.
Once we get started,
the time just flies,
and I really try
to keep these conversations
to an hour.
Oh. You think
we're gonna do this for an hour?
Detective Martin Deeks,
without further ado...
...what does it say about you
that you've spent
the last decade
with one foot in LAPD
and one foot in NCIS,
without really being able
to commit to either side?
Wow. I gotta be honest,
I did not expect
this level of insight
from you, Rogers.
Martin?
Can I call you Martin?
"Deeks" feels so bro-ey.
Huh.
Martin,
you have the floor.
So we're doing this, then,
are we?
We are.
All right.
I mean, if I were to
really take a deep dive
into my soul to answer
that question, I'd have to
probably go back
to when I was a kid.
You know?
I was about seven years old.
Yea high, tufts of blonde hair.
And there's this girl,
Jodi Barnes.
She smelled
like vanilla and popcorn
and I used to chase her
at recess and lunch
like it was my job.
And there was
this one morning.
I showed up to school and she,
she wasn't there, you know?
And it was, like, a-- it was a
Tuesday, and it was a weird day
- for no-- yeah...
- Deeks.
- In the middle of something?
- Yeah.
I'm in the middle of something
with Rogers
and it's important
and my clock is ticking.
Why, what's up?
Official business.
Official business...?
I got to go.
I'll be right back.
Can you just--
can we pause it or something?
I don't want to-- Okay.
Sure.
Okay, Beale. What's up?
I'm worried about Nell.
She's not answering her phone.
Maybe she's on the other line
with her best friend
who just got dumped.
Okay, but I can't
locate her phone.
Maybe she didn't
charge it last night.
Okay, but I can't
turn on her phone.
Maybe she dropped it
in the toilet. Listen, Beale,
there are simple explanations
for all these things.
Okay, but the last time
I could locate her phone,
it was at a donut shop.
Which is significant because...
Because Nell hates donuts.
What?
Yeah. She calls them
the dregs of the dessert world.
That seems a little harsh.
Deeks, the Penelope Jones
I know and love
would never go to a donut shop
on her own volition.
When's the last time
you talked to her?
She texted me at 8:29.
What does it say?
It says
"Running late,"
with an exclamation point.
Yikes. Should we tell Rogers?
No, I-I don't want
to get her in trouble.
Okay, I'll help you out.
You will? Thank you.
Of course I will.
Rogers, something came up.
But listen,
this is not good-bye.
This is "I'll see you soon."
I'll bring him right back.
Okay.
How you doing?
Pretty well, thank you.
Agent Callen.
Oh.
Agent Hanna, Agent Blye,
we're from NCIS.
Well, how can I help you?
We are investigating a crime
that may have taken place
in one of your suites
last night.
Hey, can you keep your voices
down, please?
This is a renter's market.
What, are you trying to drive me
out of business?
Depends. You gonna help us out?
Well, I can tell you now that
no one broke in here last night.
How you doing, sir?
Have a good day!
You got any security cameras?
Well, they were on my wish list,
but, uh, Santa thought
I was too naughty.
Do not do that again.
Oh. I thought we had a...
No. You thought wrong.
Was anyone working
this desk
through the night?
- No, sir.
No. No one is here
past 6:00 p.m.
Well, how do people access
the building after hours?
Well, each employee
is assigned a unique keycard.
Great. Can we see the log
of everyone that came in
and out after hours?
Okay.
It's Deeks.
Hey, you're on loudspeaker.
Eric and I looked into
Lieutenant Andre Martinez,
the missing engineer.
You find anything good?
Yep. To the tune of $100,000
deposited into
his bank account this morning.
Suspicious.
Right?
Can you trace that deposit?
Uh, I'm trying.
Uh, hey, guys,
uh, just a totally
random side note,
I'm just wondering
if you-- i-if you guys,
um, had any luck, uh, getting
in touch with Nell, 'cause, uh,
Deeks seems to be
pretty worried about her.
Yeah, I'm-- what
was-- what he said.
I was w-worried about her.
Mm-hmm.
I am sure there's a
perfectly good explanation
as to why she is late.
Y-Yeah, no, no, totally.
That's, that's what
I keep telling Deeks.
Hey, guys, we'll call you back.
Well, actually,
it was very quiet here
last night.
Only two people used
their keycard after hours.
You know, it's actually
the same person.
Once at 3:14 a.m.
and another time at 4:47 a.m.
You got a name?
Yeah, it was an Andre Martinez.
Does that help at all?
Yes, it does.
Can I see that?
This is...
Thank you.
You're taking it?
We'll get it back to you.
I didn't give an affirmative.
Okay.
We need Eric
to profile Andre Martinez.
He's working on it.
Then when he's done with that...
He's gonna find him. We know.
Which means: Callen, you're up.
We're in the middle
of a case right now.
You and I both know that there
is a lull in the investigation.
You are waiting for information
to come in so it can inform
your next move
and I'd like to take advantage.
Meet me at the couches.
It'll be fun.
Can't wait.
Hey. How bad was it?
Not bad.
Incredible.
So, incredibly bad.
I don't know how to explain it.
So bad you can't find the words.
If I have one
piece of advice,
it's to savor every minute
of that hour,
because that man is a gift.
Are you okay?
I feel great.
Guys, I need
to show you something.
Upstairs.
Oh. Sorry there, Rogers.
Duty calls.
What's going on?
Beale.
She didn't have an appointment.
Unless the appointment
was with him.
And if that's the case, that
opens an entirely different
realm of possibilities
that I haven't
even considered
until this very moment.
Beale.
Yeah?
English.
It's more of a show,
not tell situation.
Okay.
Why are we looking
at a photo of Nell?
And Sydney.
That's actually pretty cute.
They're getting along, kind of.
I thought you were
investigating Andre Martinez.
That's what I'm
The guy in the picture with Nell
is Andre Martinez.
What?
When was this
picture taken?
Three hours ago.
And I have no idea
where they are now.
This is gross.
Why are we here?
Because I've been avoiding
security cameras
and traffic cameras
and satellite cameras
until I can figure out
what the hell is going on here.
Okay, that makes sense.
All right, Andre,
if you're in so much danger,
please remind me
why we can't go to the
authorities or at least NCIS?
Because the authorities
are the ones trying to kill me.
And if there's something
rotten at the DoD,
then NCIS may
also be compromised.
Okay,
so why do you trust me?
You were always nice.
You lent me a pencil
in Calc BC once.
Hey.
You never told me you two
were in a class together.
Oh, control your emotions.
It was a pencil,
and it was a million years ago.
Look, someone attacked me
in my hotel room this morning.
I don't trust my team.
All right, you... you've got
to help me out here.
Why would somebody be after you?
I'm not sure. I just know
I need to keep moving.
You have to trust me.
I mean, technically, no,
I-I don't have to trust you.
Nell, please.
Do it for me.
That's not helping.
That's definitely not helping.
Okay.
Wait, where are you going?
What are you doing?
NCIS is gonna
be looking for my car,
either because you're in it,
or because I didn't show up
at work today,
so now, we have to ditch it.
Yeah.
Hey. You guys coming?
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
Wait, we're walking? In L.A.?
This is gross.
There has to be
an explanation for this.
- Of course there is.
- Obviously.
Really?
Nobody else is gonna say it?
I mean, it hasn't
occurred to anybody else
that Nell Jones
is Keyser Söze-ing us?
For a decade?
For a decade.
No, Deeks.
You're the only one that's twisted
enough to think like that.
- But now I planted the seed, didn't I?
- Okay.
We need to piece
together what happened
this morning between
3:00 and 8:00 a.m.
And why Andre Martinez
went back to the office
after everyone
went home, twice.
And who killed Mason Walker,
the guard manning said office.
And, finally,
why our very own Nell Jones
was hanging out with
Andre Martinez this morning,
if, in fact,
she was not Keyser Söze-ing us.
- Huh.
- What should we do about Rogers?
We're investigating
this from all sides.
I don't think we
tell him about Nell
until we have
something concrete.
Mm-hmm.
Because there has to be
an explanation for it.
This is it, this is the end.
Oh, God.
Okay.
Whoa.
You all right?
Yes.
Thank you.
I'm so sorry to be putting you
in the middle of this.
Look, as soon as we
get somewhere safe,
you are telling me
everything.
Understood, of course.
No, I don't know
what I would do without you.
That's... that's very sweet.
What?
How you holding up?
Morale's not great.
We not only lost someone,
we lost a lot of ground.
If that hard drive somehow
ends up in Russian hands...
We appreciate what's at stake.
Tell your people
we're trying
everything we can to recover it.
I will.
What about Andre Martinez?
He's MIA, isn't he?
Well, he can run,
but he can't hide.
We did find
$100,000 deposited
into his bank
account this morning.
I had a bad feeling
about that kid.
We all did.
We'll be in touch.
She's trying too hard.
Keeps breaking
eye contact with us.
Almost as if she
wants us to think
this is about
Andre Martinez.
Call me if the
commodore leaves.
Don't let her out
of your sight.
I've got Andre Martinez's
cell phone activity,
his hotel room...
Agent Blye.
Rogers!
Can I steal you away,
Agent Blye?
Oh. Yeah.
Take me, take me. Wasn't me,
it was the one-armed man.
Yeah, that didn't feel right.
A-After you, we can go and...
talk about how awkward that was.
Yes, let's.
Mm-hmm.
Why are we here?
Because I need Andre here
to tell me everything
that happened this morning.
And because after
he does so, I'm probably
going to need
some time and space
to just clear my thoughts.
It was a rhetorical
question.
Okay.
Andre, are you ready to talk?
I think you deserve that much.
Well, thank you.
So, let's start
at the beginning.
So, the DoD envoy
finishes work,
heads back to the hotel.
Commodore Kang has them
getting there
at 2:30 in the morning.
- All right. That checks out.
That's when everyone
checked into their rooms
including...
Andre Martinez.
So we just got to figure out
what happens next.
Yeah.
I was already asleep
when my phone rang.
It was the commodore, asking me
to go back to the office
and check on the hard drives.
That didn't strike
you as strange?
She's my boss;
I didn't question it.
I called a Lyft.
So, after the call
from the commodore,
Andre Martinez
gets in a Lyft
and goes from the hotel
back to the building.
Yep, security log.
Keycard 3:14 a.m.
Uh-huh. And then he gets
back into a Lyft,
goes from the building
back to the hotel
at... 3:42 a.m.
So why go to the building twice?
When I got to the hotel,
I realized my keycard was gone.
Did you maybe leave it
at your office?
No, I'm pretty sure
it was stolen.
How? The only other
person you saw
was your Lyft driver.
Exactly. Who just happened
to be in a deserted
business district at
three-something in the morning.
You think he was
waiting for you.
Have you ever seen a Lyft driver
get out the car
and open the door?
Oh, hell no.
I would have
one-starred that ride.
And then Martinez
and Commodore Kang talk again
at 4:02, but this time,
Martinez calls her.
And the commodore didn't mention
either one of these phone calls?
Nope.
Commodore Kang was great.
It was 4:00 in the morning,
but she was so helpful.
We hang up,
and the next thing I know,
someone's at my door--
I assumed it was her.
It was some guy
I'd never seen before.
Who gave me this, this...
and this.
Okay.
I don't think he expected me
to fight back.
I got a few good punches in
before he took off.
You have to understand,
I don't know the other people
on my team;
we all just met.
One of them could have
set me up.
And Andre Martinez
falls into a black hole
until he pops up again
at the donut shop with Nell.
And Sydney, don't forget
that Sydney is there.
Yeah, maybe Sydney's
to blame for all this.
Yeah...
Hey, maybe Andre Martinez
is connected to her.
Hmm. Oh, my God.
Not yet--!
Wait, hold on.
Uh, I need you not to...
f-freak out.
What? What?
Why would you say that? Now
I'm freaking out based solely
on the fact that you told me
not to freak out.
Because Andre Martinez
might actually
be connected to Nell.
At the lips.
Don't freak out.
What is happening?
I have to get
a message to my team.
I don't think it's safe
to contact NCIS.
I don't know
how much longer
we can keep this up.
And I'm not contacting NCIS,
I'm contacting my people.
I trust them.
Must be nice.
I can't work this case
on the run.
Harrison Ford did it.
That's not helping.
That's definitely not helping.
Look, it's the only way
we're going to truly know
who's after you
and keep us all alive.
- Alive?
- And hopefully out of jail.
Jail?
Uh-uh.
Mm.
What's up?
What's the word?
Oh.
All right, well, thanks
for the heads-up.
We're on our way.
Commodore Kang's
on the move?
She went out for
some fresh air.
And didn't invite any
of her team to join her.
You don't say?
- You sure this is gonna work?
- Uh, nope.
But you're pretty sure
it'll work?
Nope.
But it's worked before?
No.
Do you see
how impossible she is?
Show a little respect.
Artists are supposed
to be difficult.
Oh. Thank you.
Why don't you
just ditch her?
Believe me, I've tried.
Girl has so much
toxic energy.
Yeah, well,
she's also my sister.
So...
So you're like, stuck.
That sucks.
Hey, I am standing
right here.
I can hear everything
you're saying about me.
I know.
"Suicide is painless."
Are you sure
this is gonna work?
Asked and answered, my friend.
Hayley, thank you.
You, your car and this here
can of hot pink spray paint
have been, uh, real life-savers.
Now, please, go forth and drive.
Preferably three times
around the block
at La Cienega and Melrose.
Cool?
Gnarly.
Hey, uh, can I
ask you a question?
Yeah, shoot.
You're leaving a message
for your boyfriend, right?
Right.
Are you sure you don't
want to just text him?
Because that's how
everyone does it now.
You make a really good
point, Hayls.
And I totally would,
but if my friend's envoy's
been compromised,
then the DoD
is gonna be, like,
all over everyone
and everything.
But...?
But if Eric finds this,
then he can help us.
So long as he doesn't also
find out you kissed Andre.
Okay.
DoD, oh! Is that
like, denim on denim?
Gross.
Yeah, right.
Just get in the car.
Get in the car. Everyone in.
Go, go, go, go, go, go.
Maybe...
Commodore Kang really is
just out for a walk.
Maybe she isn't.
There's someone
in the driver's seat.
Yeah.
I'll send a picture
to Eric now.
You know what this means?
What?
She lied to us.
I hate when
they do that.
It is the worst.
The woman Commodore Kang
is meeting with
is named Natasia Yashnova.
She's a Russian
national and her father
has ties to
Putin and the KGB.
So the Russians might be after
the missing hard drive.
Or the Russians already have
the missing hard drive.
So, basically,
our worst fears confirmed.
Maybe Andre Martinez
has nothing to do with
it being stolen...
or Mason Walker's murder,
or the 100K being deposited
in his account.
Or Andre Martinez is also
working with the Russians.
You know...
it's thin, but...
there is a silver lining.
Kensi. My girlfriend is on the
run with a suspected traitor.
It's not that bad.
And murderer.
It's not great.
And I have hard evidence
proving their relationship
is more than platonic.
You're having what
the kids call "a rough day."
I'll take a microscopic sliver
of a silver lining
at this point.
Okay.
Andre Martinez
is a loose end.
Something that Commodore Kang
will not leave untied.
Exactly.
That's my sliver?
If he's still alive
and we find him,
then we can use
that to find Nell.
Boom.
Well, then I should tell you
that Andre Martinez is alive,
he is with Nell
and I know exactly
where they are.
What?
- No. You just...
- You've been holding out on us?
Guys, it's complicated.
This is a very complicated case
and I have complicated
feelings about it.
Eric, where is Andre Martinez?
Have you located him?
Yes, he's in Malibu
Creek State Park,
at the old M*A*S*H site.
Excellent work, Eric.
Truly top-notch.
Yeah. Thank you.
How did you know this, exactly?
Nell sent me a message.
In hot pink.
Oh, that tracks.
What?!
Something's up.
No kidding.
Let's roll.
Callen, you guys stay with
Natasia and Commodore Kang.
Deeks and I are gonna
find Andre Martinez.
Eric located him at
Malibu Creek State Park.
Okay, will do. Bye.
Heading out to find
the elusive Andre Martinez?
That we are.
Well, no huge rush, no need
to push the speed limit
getting there; safety first.
Good to know.
Why is that?
I just spoke to Commodore Kang,
and she also happens
to be headed
out to Malibu Creek State Park.
What are the odds?
So, to clarify, y-you spoke
to Commodore Kang?
A-And gave her
Andre Martinez' location?
At the old M*A*S*H site, yes.
Oh...
He did not.
Oh, my God,
oh, my God, oh, my God....
Agent Blye, Detective Deeks,
what, exactly, is the issue?
Nell is not actually
home sick today.
Okay? She has been
with Andre Martinez since...
8:30.
...8:30 this morning,
more or less,
and the only reason
we didn't say anything is
because we didn't really know
how to process that ourselves.
And also, you probably
shouldn't have
told Commodore Kang
what their location is,
because it seems like she's
in bed with the Russians.
But now that I have
told Commodore Kang...
The Russians are probably headed
straight to Nell,
her sister Sydney
and Andre Martinez.
And we have no way
of warning them.
That's it,
Callen just confirmed
that Commodore Kang
and Natasia Yashnova
are on their way
to Malibu Creek right now.
Excuse me.
Good news is that Sam and Callen
can handle those two.
I said excuse me.
Yeah, but we have no idea
how many Russians
they're working with,
and how many of them
are gonna surprise Nell,
her sister Sydney
and Andre Martinez.
Agent Blye and
Detective Deeks!
Yes.
Are you to tell me
that you and your team
purposefully withheld
vital information from me,
and because of
that withholding,
I inadvertently put
Intelligence Analyst Nell Jones
in harm's way?
Yes, sir.
What do I have to do
to convince you
that I am here as an asset,
that we are on the same team?
Look, Rogers,
you have to understand...
I don't have time for
explanations and neither do you.
Kensi, get to Malibu
as quickly as you can,
and Deeks, I want you
up at Ops with Eric.
Rogers, I don't think I should--
- Understood. Be safe.
- Yeah.
You think they're
meeting anyone else?
If they are, they
haven't arrived yet.
Well, let's take care of them
before they do.
You read my mind.
How much longer
until we get there?
Uh, a mile, maybe two.
We're getting close now.
You guys, I know we're here
under not-fantastic
circumstances,
but you have to admit
this place is gorgeous.
It's not bad.
If I lived in L.A., I'd
come here all the time.
Oh, are you thinking
about moving out here?
Really? Like when all the people
trying to kill you thing
is over?
Come on, guys.
This hill ain't gonna
hike itself.
Commodore Kang.
That's quite a walk
you're taking.
Agent Callen.
Don't worry,
everything's fine.
What are you doing here?
What am I doing here?
Sam, did you hear that?
She wants to know
what I'm doing here.
Surprise.
Expected more out of you.
Looks like you guys
have been busy.
Not busy enough. Their friends
still haven't arrived yet.
You ready to tell us
where they are?
You know that cooperation does
go a long way at sentencing.
Actually, who am I kidding?
Murder and treason?
I can't even help you now.
Motorcycles.
That must be how
the Russians are
getting up to
the M*A*S*H site.
These trails are too narrow
for our cars.
Even Sam can't outrun a bike.
You know what?
I got an idea.
Excuse me.
I'm Special Agent
Kensi Blye, NCIS.
I need your horse.
You're kidding, right?
No.
You know what?
I realize this is
your beautiful baby,
but we need to borrow him.
No.
It's for a federal emergency.
Seriously?
Seriously.
Ma'am, get off the horse.
Come on,
come on, come on.
Let's go.
Thank you.
All right.
Meet me at the trail head.
Thank you.
- Let's go.
- Yeah.
- Only in L.A.
- Follow us, ma'am.
Meet you there.
Eric, how much further
until I'm at the M*A*S*H site?
Uh, less than three miles.
You're making good time.
What about the Russians?
I can't hear them anymore.
We've got eyes on two of them.
They're both due east.
Two, huh?
Yeah, I can handle two.
Wait a minute,
do I hear galloping?
Are you on a horse?
And now?
And now we wait.
Is that a motorcycle?
No. I'm getting horse hooves
loud and clear.
One of those things
would be okay, maybe,
but both at the same time
coming from different
directions? Definitely not.
What do we do?
The only thing we can do.
We run.
Go, go, go, go, go,
go, go, go, go, go.
Hyah.
- Federal agents. Stop!
Whoa-- Callen, Sam.
You made it.
Got here as fast
as we could.
How you holding up?
Andre is innocent.
Please tell Eric
the kiss meant nothing.
- This is all Sydney's fault.
- Oh, well...
Hold that thought.
Oh, God. Come on.
Tires.
Aww...
Oh, really?
Come on.
Seriously?
- Get up.
- I had him.
I was gonna go two for two
on a horse.
Hey, Sydney.
- What's up?
- So, Andre, these are my people.
Kensi-- she's essentially
a goddess from Themyscira.
Callen-- once a lone wolf,
now he's more of a lion,
and we are his pride.
And Sam--
former Navy SEAL,
decorated NCIS agent.
And the man can really
make moves on the dance floor.
See? Nell likes
the way I dance.
I like your dancing, too.
Why, what's going on?
No reason.
You must be Andre Martinez.
We have been looking
all over for you.
Thank you.
All of you.
But, Sydney, Nell...
Oh.
...especially you guys.
Well,
you should really think
about moving to L.A.
We could do this stuff
all the time.
Oh, God.
Hey.
Hey.
So, you definitely
saw the kiss.
Sorry, kiss?
I mean, Callen and Sam
told you, right?
Sure, he was kind of cute,
but believe me,
he tasted like a doughnut.
I swear, it meant nothing.
Promise?
Eric, do I joke about
the doughnuts?
I missed you.
I missed you, too.
Oh, my gosh, I have
so much to tell you.
- Tell me everything.
- Okay.
Where to begin?
Well, for starters,
Sydney straight-up
kidnapped me.
What? No.
And then she straight-up
killed my phone.
Yeah, it was death
by iced water.
You know, if I did not know,
from a technological standpoint,
that your phone was
obliterated,
I would not believe you.
Oh, God, you know what?
It really pains me to say this,
but it was kind of fun
hanging out with Sydney today.
Oh, no, I think
she might be cool.
Hmm.
- Must run in the family.
- Stop it.
Come here,
come here.
Rogers!
You made it.
What are you drinking?
- Uh, chardonnay.
- Oh.
Now the party's
getting started.
Well, I received
your invitation
and thought it would be
rude of me to not show up.
Well, we are glad
that you did,
because we wanted to say
that you are one of us now.
And we're sorry
if we ever treated you
any differently, huh?
Apology accepted.
I'm just glad everybody's safe,
the case is closed,
Andre's name is cleared
and that hard drive is
back where it belongs.
What about Commodore Kang?
Oh, that bitch is going down.
To Rogers.
To Rogers.
I'll drink to that.
Welcome to the team.
You are too kind. Really.
But, Agent Callen, you know
you can't charm your way
out of your review.
To Rogers.
There we go.
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