NCIS: Los Angeles (2009–…): Season 2, Episode 1 - Human Traffic - full transcript

NARRATOR:
Previously on NCIS: Los Angeles:

My boss wants to assign
a liaison officer from L.A.P.D.

- Going undercover tonight.
- How long?

I don't know.
The cover's pretty deep.

This is every foster home
I ever lived in.

They're all handwritten.

Each address was entered
chronologically all by the same person.

It's an ageing hand.

You had a sister.

Her name was Amy.

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CALLEN:
Hey.

[WOMAN SCREAMS]

[TIRES SCREECH]

[HORN HONKS]

[HORN HONKS]

MAN 1: Unh.
MAN 2: Hey.

MAN 3:
Hey.

CALLEN:
Hey.

[CROWD GASPS]

[BOTH GRUNT]

HETTY:
Did you catch him this time?

You were twitching
like a sleeping dog.

Well, you know what they say
about sleeping dogs.



[CALLEN SIGHS]

I didn't catch him.

Lose him on the Metro?

No, I chased him into a building.

Downtown.

And no, I didn't see his face.

I wonder what Nate
would make of that.

Same thing he made of it
last month.

And the month before that.

"Unresolved identity issues."

Yours,
or the man you were chasing?

[PHONE RINGING]

[HETTY SIGHS]

You need a place to live, Mr. Callen.

I'm staying at Sam's.

Spare rooms and office couches,
flophouse floors

are not conducive to a restful sleep.

And I need you awake.

Someone's gone missing.

- Who?
- Deeks.

KENSl: You never asked.
SAM: You've never offered.

KENSl: I should offer?
- You never offer.

- Never?
- Ever.

I feel bad. You offered.

- That's why I'm telling you not to offer.
- But I've got a spare room.

Okay, so there's some stuff in it.
A lot of stuff.

But I could clear a space on the floor,
a small space.

Kensi, G does not sleep.

- He catnaps 20 minutes at a time.
- That is not so bad.

Then he gets up, moves around,
makes his tea, pulls the toaster apart,

puts it back together,
practices his Russian.

Okay, that could be irritating.

- He doesn't sleep, so you can't.
- Well, he never looks tired.

- Morning.
- Hey.

You look like crap.

Thank you.

- Hey...
- Do not offer.

[KENSI SIGHS]

Ms. Blye, Mr. Hanna, oversleep again,
did you?

Early this morning,
I got a call from the L.A.P.D.

They've lost contact
with Detective Deeks.

He's been on an extended undercover
assignment since he left us.

- How long has he been out of contact?
- Yesterday afternoon.

It's kind of soon to be hitting
the panic button, isn't it?

Mr. Beale.

Fourteen hours ago, a bomb detonated
in this car in South Central.

Two occupants, both killed.

Emilio Philip Ortega and his bodyguard,
Luis Manuel Fellano.

Both with extensive records,
mostly relating to acts of violence.

And both the target of Detective Deeks'
undercover assignment.

His case officer phoned to see
if he'd been in contact with us.

I offered our assistance.

Is there a military angle to this?

No, but Detective Deeks is still
our liaison officer with the L.A.P.D.

Which makes him
about as close to one of us as it gets.

His case officer, Detective
Jess Traynor, will brief you all.

Deeks should have phoned
in the moment that happened.

Hence the panic button.

WOMAN:
The late Emilio Ortega.

Born in San Diego,
mother and father both illegal.

Collected a string of juvenile offences
when he was younger.

Worked with his father as a smuggler
crossing the Mexican border.

After his father was killed,
Emilio drifted up to L.A.

And joined a street gang
that specialized in extortion.

After three years
Emilio was the man.

Figure he'd killed a couple
of his friends on the way up.

Oh, that's surprising.

Six months ago
an informant gave us intel

that suggested that Emilio
was planning a career change.

Someone wanted to buy
his particular skills.

Well, being a good standover guy

isn't an uncommon skill
in an L.A. Street gang.

But knowing how to move freely
across the Mexican-U.S. Border is.

Emilio's father taught him well.

- Drugs for guns?
- Human trafficking.

We think young women and girls
from as far away as Brazil.

Who approached him?

TRAYNOR:
A Serbian by the name of Lazik.

Not a lot is known about him.

No criminal record
because he's never been caught.

Rumored to run a human trafficking
ring in Europe.

Going global.

TRAYNOR: Lazik put up the money for
Emilio to buy a string of safe houses.

But Emilio needed someone
who understood the real estate world,

- so we gave him one.
- Deeks.

He went in as a lawyer
who'd had his license revoked

because of a couple of shady
land deals.

It was easy for Marty...
Detective Deeks... . To spin it.

- You know he was a lawyer?
- Yeah, I know.

So who killed Emilio?

Emilio was pissed
that he'd done all the work

and that Lazik was going
to make all the money.

He told Deeks
he was gonna do something.

- Someone must have tipped Lazik off.
- And now he's reasserting control.

Where does this leave Deeks?

I wish I knew.

- Cell phone?
- Turned off.

GPS tracker?

We only tagged Deeks' car,

and we found it a couple blocks away
from our safe house.

We have protocols
for this kind of situation

and Deeks hasn't responded
to any of them.

- Who spoke to him last?
- I did.

Regular debrief.

Hmm. Shared intel.
Need to know everything.

And you will.

You think he's dead?

Nothing for 16 hours?
What do you think?

She's holding something back.

I think she likes him.
Doesn't want to admit it.

No, it's something else.
It's like she's hiding something.

So let's ask her.

SCARLl:
You know what, Callen?

You know,
I don't need to say anything to you.

I don't need to share.
I don't need your advice.

What I do need
is for you to let me do my job.

Your crime scene.

- Who's this guy?
- With me.

SAM: Sam Hanna.
- Frank Scarli.

- How many guys did Traynor brief?
- Three.

I need witness statements
from all of you.

Don't leave anything out.

Sorry for your loss.

- Was she your partner?
- No.

Deeks was her partner.

They'd just started working together.

I didn't envy him either.
She could be difficult.

Four months on this case. Know what
they had at the end of four months?

They had nothing
and nobody could figure out why.

Did she tell you that
when she briefed you?

No, I didn't think so.

This case was stone-cold dead
yesterday morning.

It wasn't going anywhere.

Now I've got a cop dead,

I've got two missing,
and I've got a triple homicide.

Lazik?

Emilio Ortega's got a lot of guys
out there that would love to whack him.

No thought of killing a cop
or two either.

But he's going to learn
something now.

He's going to learn
that you can't do this

and not pay for it here,
because California isn't Mexico.

Not yet, anyway.

What if Deeks is still alive?
What if his cover hasn't been blown?

You take a good look
over there at Traynor.

And then you let me know
if you think that Deeks is still alive.

L.A.P.D. Investigation,
stay out of our way.

He's looking for payback.

I've seen this before,
same kind of blast pattern,

same size detonation.

Where?

Crime scene photos
from Emilio's car this morning.

There wasn't a timer, there's no way
of guaranteeing she'd be in the car.

Yeah, and not enough time to wire it
to the ignition either, which leaves...

Remote.

They were out here, waiting for her.

HETTY:
Nate.

You rang?

I called, I didn't ring, Nate.

I meant, like...

Okay.

Two unrelated questions.

Shoot. I mean, ask away, ask away.

Uh, as I'm sure you're aware,

Mr. Callen is staying over
in Mr. Hanna's spare room.

Yes.

In your professional opinion,
and knowing Mr. Callen as you do,

do you think there's any benefit for him
in this arrangement?

Well, the upside is it puts him
in a home environment

with somebody he knows and trusts.

And the downside?

It puts subtle pressures
and strains on their relationship.

HETTY:
I've noticed.

Mr. Hanna looks like crap.

[CHUCKLES]

And in the long term, it does nothing
to help Callen resolve his issues

of abandonment and isolation
he's suffered since he was a child.

He needs his own place, Hetty.

Don't we all?

A second unrelated question.

Do you have plans
for this weekend?

- Plans?
- Plans.

Uh...

Are you asking me out?

No, that'd be weird. Uh...

[CLEARS THROAT]

No, no plans, no plans.

Good.

Thank you, Nate.

Thank you.

SAM:
This guy Lazik is one smooth operator.

Links to the Russian mafia,

suspected of laundering money
for the Colombians,

suspected links to the heroin trade
out of Afghanistan.

Suspected of organizing
or being directly involved

in at least five murders.

The most anyone's been able
to catch him for is speeding.

He travels a lot.
In and out of Europe all the time.

Multiple trips to Africa,
the Middle East, South America.

- Always on his own passport.
- He's done nothing wrong.

Why tempt fate
by using a false passport?

Eric?

Find him.
I want to know where he is right now.

I've been working on that.

He's using a smart passport,
electronically tagged.

He's on the move.

Paris, Dubai,
and we've got a final destination,

but you're not gonna like it.

Taken at an immigration gateway
24 hours ago.

- Where?
- Los Angeles.

[GUNSHOT]

Whoo.

You shoot with your left hand?

Uh...

Not often.

CALLEN:
Impressive.

HETTY:
First shot missed.

Well, I think you would have gotten
his attention.

[HETTY CHUCKLES]

So Lazik, the Serbian,

he just landed in Los Angeles
yesterday.

Two hours before
Emilio Ortega was killed.

And?

L.A.P.D. Doesn't want to share.

Well, that's understandable given what
transpired with Detective Traynor.

Yeah, they told us
to stay out of their way.

Then that's what you should do.

Stay out of their way
and find Mr. Deeks.

They're not going to like it
if they catch us.

Then don't get caught.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Lange. Where?

When?

I will.

Find Lazik, Mr. Callen.

We were beginning to think
you were dead.

MAN:
Not yet.

Maybe tomorrow.

It's a...

It's a Cyrillic alphabet.
Russian, yeah?

You play?

In English. Heh.

And badly in Russian, yeah.

It's giving me a headache
just thinking about it.

What's that word?

[HETTY SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]

It means "danger."

Great, so a Russian Scrabble
Ouija board, then.

You're not too badly hurt.

- I'm stinging all over here.
HETTY: Hmm.

I was in Emilio's car and his remote
for his security gate malfunctioned,

so I jumped out to open it and...

[SIGHS]

You know, a few seconds
either way, of course, and...

So Emilio's bodyguards threw me
in the back of their car

and got me to a doctor.

Which, in retrospect,
I was pretty sure was a vet.

Oh.

He patched me up and shot me
with a horse tranquillizer

and put me out for 15 hours.

When I came to, I...

I tried to call her but she...

Detective Traynor.

Too late.

So why did you call me
instead of the L.A.P. D?

Because L.A.P.D. Would've just shut
down the operation, pulled me off it.

There is no operation, Mr. Deeks.

The operation died
with Detective Traynor.

Okay, listen.
Lazik's in town, all right?

My friendly vet told me this.

Soon as Emilio's bodyguards
found out, they split.

This is a scary guy, Lazik.

So you think he's responsible?

Are you kidding me? Who doesn't?

Well, L.A.P.D. Seems to think Emilio
had a lot of enemies.

No, no, no.
It's got to be Lazik, all right?

Every time he called
they would argue.

Emilio was setting up a pipeline for
Lazik to smuggle girls out of Mexico.

We're talking about abducted,
underage, and drug...

Drugged girls.

But you have no proof.

Yeah, because the first shipment
would have been the proof.

So, what exactly
do you want from me, Mr. Deeks?

To help me finish what we started.

Lazik put a lot of money into this.

He's not going to want to turn
his back on that.

He's looking for a replacement
for Emilio.

That's all I want.

Safe house.
The address is on the tag.

Get some sleep,
call me in the morning.

I'll see what I can do, but I have no
jurisdiction over the L.A.P.D.

They could simply tell me
to bugger off.

DEEKS:
Mm-hm. Ha, ha.

Well, I'd like to see them try.

I think you got a triple word score
there with the...

One with all the squiggly letters.
What's it mean?

- "Be careful."
DEEKS: Ha, ha.

Okay. I'm pretty sure
you just made that up, but I, uh...

But I will.

And, um, thank you.

Mr. Callen.

I don't take kindly to being tailed.

Well, I'm more a wingman
than a tail-man.

How did you know?

Well, before the call,
it was "Find Deeks."

After the call, it was "Find Lazik."

Careless of me.

Well, we need to find Lazik
before he finds Deeks.

HETTY:
Mm-hm.

[IN SPANISH]

[IN ENGLISH]
Goody.

- Where'd you go?
- Deeks is okay.

- You actually spoke to him?
- No, Hetty did.

He's fine. He's a little shaken
but she put him in our safe house.

- What do you got?
- A chink in Lazik's armor.

He has a serious cocaine addiction.

According to the L.A.P.D. File,
Lazik's been to L.A.

Three times in the last 12 months.

Never stays in the same place twice.
Always moving around.

But he uses the same dealer
every visit, guy called Tommy Bishop.

- How do we find him?
- Bright yellow '87 Camaro.

Up and down Hollywood
Boulevard all day long.

Does his deals on a satellite phone.

- Can we intercept it?
- It's encrypted.

Then we intercept him.

- Got a plan?
- Yeah.

You.

BISHOP:
Real deal, this is pure acid, man.

SAM: You didn't tell me
Tommy Bishop looks like a pimp.

Kensi, you're on.

You know what I'm saying?

Have I ever done bad by you?

[TYRES SCREECH]

- Oh, man.
KENSl: I'm sorry.

BISHOP:
Look at my car.

- Look at my car.
- Oh, my God.

Lady, you had the whole street.
Look at this.

I'm so sorry, I was texting.
It's completely my fault.

I looked down for a second,
and then when I looked back up...

- You were texting?
- This is really, really bad.

So maybe we should exchange
insurance information or something?

Just forget it, all right?

- Forget it.
- Come on, it was my fault.

- I should have to pay for it.
- No need, okay? I got it.

Really? Seriously?

- Thank you.
BISHOP: It's okay.

- It's okay, don't worry about it.
- Thank you.

If you can't bug the phone,
bug the man.

Eric, the bug is planted.

Okay, Sam, activating the bug.

[CAR APPROACHING]

[SIREN WAILING]

We've got a problem, Eric. Stand by.

KENSl:
Stay put.

BISHOP:
What's going on here, man?

I'm telling you,
you've got the wrong dude.

- L.A.P.D., stay right where you are.
- Hey.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. Detective Scarli.
- I told you to stay out of this, didn't I?

- This guy's ours.
- The hell he is yours.

This is an L.A.P.D. Bust.

I told you people I would settle this.

Every address,
every name in Traynor's file.

That means you need to stay
the hell out of our way.

Do you understand
what I'm saying, Agent Hanna?

Yeah, we got it.

Great.

BISHOP: Oh, man,
why are you messing with me?

There goes our plan.

I guess we'll just have to go
with plan B.

SAM:
Tommy Bishop's phone.

- Do we know if Lazik called him?
- You're gonna find out, Eric.

Crack the encryption.

See who he's called. Got it.

And have we got something for you.

NATE:
Emilio Ortega's cell phone log.

Eric ran a check of the numbers
made and received.

Came up with this number.

Twenty-seven calls
in the last six months.

Most of them incoming.

Call durations varied.
Some were a few seconds.

Most five, ten minutes in length.

- Do we have a name?
- It's kind of hard to believe.

- Try us, Nate.
- Detective Jess Traynor.

Like I said, kind of hard to believe.

- That a landline or cell phone?
- Cell phone.

Now, we managed...

Eric managed
to access the voice mail.

Only one message.

TRAYNOR [ON RECORDING]:
Emilio, it's Traynor.

We need to meet.
Two hours' time, same place.

Call me back if you can't make it.

Face time as well as phone time.

More than once.
When was that message left?

One hour before Emilio was killed.

- Did he call her back?
NATE: No.

He was gonna make the meet.

Deeks' L.A.P.D. Handler
is on Emilio's payroll.

Scarli said the operation
was going nowhere.

They had nothing.
Might explain why.

Was Traynor sabotaging
her own operation? I mean...

- Nate?
- It's possible.

She certainly wouldn't be the first.

Motive would probably be money.

Lazik finds out Emilio's
got a cop on the payroll,

doesn't like it, tags both of them.

Where does this leave Deeks?

Next on Lazik's hit list.

If he knew about Traynor,

we've got to believe he knew
about Deeks.

ERIC:
Hey, guys. I'm in.

Bishop encrypted
everyone's name and number

but he should have paid
for the security updates.

His encryption program's
so last week.

Lazik called Bishop 20 minutes
after he landed.

Long flight. Lazik needed to score.

All right, his phone is on
and we are searching.

Got him.
Well, his cell phone, at least.

Let's hope Lazik didn't lend it
to a friend.

Only one way to find out.

[LINE RINGS]

Shh.

LAZIK [OVER SPEAKERPHONE]:
Hello? Hello.

Pulling up Lazik's passport photo,

and he did not lend his cell phone
to a friend.

- All right, what now?
- Deeks is a cop.

So technically we should pass the intel
on to Detective Scarli at L.A.P.D.

But Deeks is our cop, so... Ahem.

Address, Eric.

It's an industrial reserve.

Decommissioned power plant.
It's off the 101.

Check for security cameras.

Have I ever let you down?

Don't answer that.

So the plant
is still owned by the state,

even though they hauled away
the generators years ago.

With a little luck they've maintained
the security cameras.

Decommissioned for years but the
old cameras are still standing watch.

[NATE CHUCKLES]

Our taxes at work.
Gotta love that bureaucracy.

You mean the bureaucracy
we work for.

Like I said. Love that bureaucracy.

[ENGINE STOPS]

SAM:
There's only one way in.

There's only one way out.

- They'll see us coming.
- And hear us.

[DIALING CELL PHONE]

[LINE RINGS]

ERIC [OVER PHONE]: Yo.
- Any luck?

ERIC: Two cameras, both exterior.
Three cars in the parking lot.

No sign of anyone
outside the building.

- What do you got on the cars?
- I'm still working on that.

Limited zoom on those cameras,

so I had to do
some serious enhancements.

Two of the cars are rentals.

Both hired
by our elusive Serbian friend, Lazik.

And I am running the registration
on the third car now.

I'm just pulling up
the driver's license.

- Oh, crap.
- Eric?

The car is registered
to Dale John Sully.

Callen, that's Deeks' alias.

Thanks, Eric.

Deeks is in there.

If Lazik knows he's a cop...

- We need a plan.
- Fast.

You got any duct tape?

GUARD:
Don't move.

LAZIK [IN SERBIAN]:

Hmm?

GUARD [IN ENGLISH]:
He's clean.

LAZIK [IN SERBIAN]:

[IN ENGLISH]
Sure.

I love you too.

Ciao.

Sorry.

My wife.

What?

You're surprised I have wife?

Everybody's got to have somebody,
right?

Now that I'm cutting my trip short,
she want to meet me in Paris.

I'm good husband.

You are very brave
for coming to see me.

I understand that Emilio
screwed up.

- I didn't have anything to do with that.
- Emilio lied to me.

Okay.

He had contact in L.A.P.D.
But he did not tell me that.

So he have to pay price
for poor judgment.

And now because of that, four months'
work and lots of money wasted.

That's why I'm here.
It's not wasted if you let me take over.

You hear?

Business proposition.

I helped set up the safe houses.
I know the people to pay at the border.

So? Go on.

All I'm asking for here
is one shipment.

All right?
I screw it up, you close it down.

Nothing lost. If I make this happen,

you and I, we're in business.

And all that money is not wasted.

You are very persuasive.

Thank you.

But I am afraid it's not going to work.

It can work.
You've just got to give me a chance.

It's a shame.

Working with you would have been
so much more interesting than Emilio.

Still can be.

No, it cannot be,

Mr. Deeks.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Pardonnez-moi.

Detective Deeks.

L.A.P.D.

Hmm?

[GUNS COCK]

It's a shame.

My wife would really like you.

- Kensi, you online?
- Online and in position.

- Sam?
- We're set. You're good to go.

[DEEKS GRUNTING]

LAZIK [IN SERBIAN]:

[DEEKS GROANING]

[DEEKS COUGHS]

[IN ENGLISH]
You don't have to go through this.

Okay,
I'm just going to be on my way, then.

[DEEKS GROANING]

LAZIK: You just need to tell me
how far this goes.

Is it Interpol?

Does it reach me in Europe?
Serbia?

It goes all the way to your bedroom,
Popof.

[DEEKS GROANS]

You think I don't know about you?

I find out about you long time ago.

Emilio,

he never told me how he knew.

But I find out he's making payoff
to someone

in your office with my money.

Mine!

That's too bad.

[CAR APPROACHING]

[IN SERBIAN]

[IN ENGLISH]
Yeah.

I wanted to see how far this goes.

Yeah.

So I had him followed.

You know her?

- I've never seen her before.
- No?

No.

She's foxy though, right?

Taken outside
Detective Traynor's apartment.

You liked her, no?

You like dirty cop?

She dirty in bed too?

[ALL GRUNTING]

LAZIK: Maybe Emilio didn't have
to pay her much after all.

GUARD: You can't come here.
- Relax, pal, all right?

I've got a special delivery
from Tommy Bishop

for his good friend Mr. Lazik.

Let's go.

Who are you? What do you want?

I'm guessing you're Mr. Lazik.

Lazik.

CALLEN:
Tommy has a buying opportunity.

Thought you might be interested
in a business proposition.

LAZIK:
No.

[GUNSHOT]

[GUARD YELLS]

Federal agents. No one move.
Let's see your hands.

CALLEN: Deeks?
- I'm good.

[GUNFIRE]

[LAZIK SHOUTING IN SERBIAN]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GROANS]

Couple more minutes
I could have taken them.

Hey, Deeks. It's good to see you.

Good to see you too, Sam.

KENSl: Callen, Sam.
- Clear, Kensi.

- I told you I'd be back.
- Oh, shut up.

Lazik found out that Emilio
was paying off a dirty cop.

Traynor. We know.

[ENGINE STOPS]

Deeks.

Black, two sugars, right?

I'm glad you made it, kid.

Yeah, well, I almost didn't.

So, what do I do?

- About what?
- About Traynor?

What do I tell Internal Affairs?

Truth can't hurt, Deeks.

She's dead.

Right.

- I trusted her.
- We all trusted her.

She told me this story one time.

Showed me this photo, her on the left.
The other girl's her cousin. Christina.

They were walking home one night
and this van pulls up

and these two guys jump out
and they try to abduct them.

Traynor, she gets away.
But her cousin, she's, uh...

Not so lucky.

They find her body down
in Mexico 18 months later.

Human traffickers, right?

So I keep asking myself, you know?

I said, with a history like that,
how she could be in business

with a scumbag like Emilio Ortega?

And that's when I realized...

She wasn't.

Frank.

She was just trying
to figure out who was.

So while I'm busy out there
trying to catch Lazik,

she's trying to win Emilio's trust

so that he's going to tell her
who it is that he was really paying off.

That would be you.

If Lazik hadn't killed them,

I would have.

I'm sorry, Deeks.

No, you're not.

SAM:
Lower your weapon.

- Did you get all that?
- Every word of it.

[SCARLI GRUNTING]

So tell me, Deeks.

How was she in bed, huh?

DEEKS:
What did you say?

Ask me again.

- Ask me again.
CALLEN: Deeks.

He's not worth it.

Ask me again.

Ask it again!

Deeks, put it down.

Deeks...

[BULLET CLANKS]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

You saw that.

You all saw that.

I didn't see a thing.
You see anything, Sam?

Not a thing.

Nate.

- You called?
- Pack a bag and your passport.

I'm sorry?

You're needed.

Ha, ha. Needed where?

You'll find out when you get there.

There's a C-117 leaving
in 90 minutes.

Transport's outside.

- But I, uh...
- You did say you had no plans.

[SIGHS]

Go.

Going.

[CAMERA CLICKS]

CALLEN:
Hey.

HETTY:
Did you catch him this time?

- Maybe I'll never catch him.
- Maybe you don't want to.

- What's this?
- It's a contract.

You're buying a house.

I negotiated a very good price
on your behalf.

No loan required.

You really do live very frugally,
Mr. Callen.

I had a friend look over the contract.
It cost me a bottle of Grange.

Consider it my housewarming gift.

All you have to do is sign it.

- Hetty...
- It's a deceased estate.

Vacant possession.
You can move in tomorrow.

Hetty.

I don't need a house.

I think you'll like the neighborhood,
Mr. Callen.

The realtor has the key.

I've already got one.

[CLANKS]

[SIGHS]