NCIS: Los Angeles (2009–…): Season 2, Episode 18 - Harm's Way - full transcript

- Who did this to you?
- His name is Abdul Habaza.

Is this about
taking down a terrorist,

or about protecting Moe
because you feel responsible for him?

I will contact you.

I will arrange for a passport,

so you can leave the country
and join our cause.

Abdul's Overwatch signature.

He just got off a plane in Sana'a.

There will be a time and a place
for what you want.

And I promise you,

you'll have it.



Shoot him.

You're late.

Few too many margaritas
at happy hour last night?

I don't drink margaritas.

- Deeks is back today, right?
- So he said.

You get carried away at yoga class?

I don't do yoga.

There was probably a big crowd
at the farmers market? I know you do it.

The farmers market is on Sunday.

You sleep through your alarm?

Hetty parked in your space again.

We talked about this.
You got to be nice to her.

Hetty did not park in my spot.

I was checking on Deeks, okay?



- Was watching his back.
- You were trying to catch him.

The guy gets shot cause he doesn't alter
his daily routine.

I wanted to make sure he got the
memo on personal security.

Being this is his first day back
and all.

And?

Got tired of waiting for him
to leave home.

I guess he slept
through his alarm clock.

Better call him then.

That's my bag.

What the...

That'd be for me.

How did your phone get in Sam's bag?

I must have slipped it in there

while he was waiting in line
for coffee.

Medium triple, low fat,
hold the foam.

You didn't follow me to the coffee shop.
I would've spotted you.

I staked out the coffee shop.

I go to three different coffee shops.

A different one each day.

You've staked out that same coffee shop
every morning this week, didn't you?

He did get his phone into your bag.

- I would have seen him.
- But you didn't.

You hear the shrill,
you know the drill.

Welcome back.

Who did you pay, and how much?

Schoolkid. 20 bucks.

You've been missed.

Your alias, Hakeem Fayed,

has been contacted via e-mail.

It was sent
to the address given to you

by Abdul Habaza

before he fled to Yemen.

Sender is untraceable.

No prior activity
on either e-mail account.

Message consists of an address

in West Hollywood, a date,
and a time.

Date is today.
Time, this afternoon.

Setting up a meeting.

What's the latest on Abdul Habaza?

We've been able to monitor his movements
since he left the U.S.

He flew to Yemen via Egypt.

He's been back for nearly a month,

and has yet to leave
the capital of Sana'a.

It was our hope

that Abdul Habaza would lead us
to his brother, Sadaat,

the leader of the Warriors for lslam.

But as far as we've ascertained,

that hasn't yet happened.

The Egyptian revolution has made
that entire region unstable.

Sadaat is on a dozen different
terrorist lists.

He went underground
about 18 months ago,

and is believed to be hiding

somewhere
in the south of the country.

Now, cell phone intercepts suggest
that Abdul and Sadaat

may be planning a meeting
for sometime in the next two weeks.

They also prove Sadaat
is still alive.

Why do we lose signal?

The chemical marker Sam sprayed
on Abdul is breaking down.

Narrow streets in a built up
area don't help,

and it no longer works
when he's indoors.

So how long
until we lose him completely?

Several days. Week at the most.

I need to take that meeting, Hetty.

One step at a time, Mr. Hanna.

Don't lose sight
of the bigger picture.

Our prize is Sadaat,

and not just his brother.

How do you want to reply
to Abdul's e-mail?

Comms check, Eric?

Loud and clear, Sam.

What do we have, Eric?

Address is a short-term rental.
Serviced apartment.

Cash transaction.
Guest's name is...

- Smith?
- Close.

- Jones.
- No relation.

Could be a meet.
Could be a trap.

Could be anything.

Door's unlocked. I'm going in.

Anybody here?

G, got a body.

Coming in.

Wait. Somebody might be watching
the apartment.

It's clear.

What do you got?

Dead end.

Maybe not.

I got a fake passport

and a one-way ticket to Yemen.

Business or coach?

Coach.

Dead guy was Freddie John Fanning.

He served time in the '90s
for forgery.

Considered by many to be the
go-to guy

if you need a new identity{\* and
the paper to back it up}.

Preliminary forensics puts time
of death

a couple of hours before Sam
arrived for his meeting.

- Single gunshot, back of the head.
- Executed.

After he delivered
your fake passport.

How did Fanning get your photo?

It was taken when I was being
processed at Oakville Prison.

Somebody have supplied it,
or he hacked

into the prison database himself.

The question is, has your real
identity been compromised.

That's a question we ask ourselves every
time we pretend to be somebody else.

True.

But this man Fanning

was a dealer in identities.

And the last identity
he was dealing in was yours.

Not mine, Hakeem Fayed.

Abdul wants me in Yemen.

In a few days we'll lose him.

If so, we'll never get to Sadaat.

News out of Saudi Arabia.

Warriors for lslam
is demanding the release

of a dozen Al Qaeda members
imprisoned in Riyadh,

in exchange for a Saudi hostage
that they took seven days ago.

Saudis don't negotiate
with terrorists.

That hostage is as good as dead.

The hostage is seven years old.

He's the son of a Saudi Prince,

who's a close confidant
with the king.

It's started, Hetty.

Warriors for lslam is trying to
put itself on the map.

And we received an e-mail.

Or, at least, Hakeem Fayed did.

It's the name of a hotel
in the capitol Sana'a.

The Blue Oasis.

They're holding a room for Hakeem.

E-mail them back.

Thank them for their hospitality.

Tell them that Hakeem is on his way.

Mr. Callen will go as back up.

I'll shift assets in the region
to Yemen,

for additional support.

Miss Blye and Mr. Deeks
can focus on finding out

if Mr. Hanna's identity
has been compromised.

Mr. Hanna.

Any evidence, no matter how slight,

that suggests that
your cover's been blown

and I want you out of there
on the next possible flight.

Understood?

Understood.

Director Vance, please.

Leon, it's Hetty.

Are we still on speaking terms
with that fellow from the CIA

who runs operations in Yemen?

Then you should send him
a bottle of bourbon.

I think we're going to need him.

Confirmed your alias, Mr. Callen?

Ray Haymes. A textile buyer
for a department store chain.

Maybe you can bringvme back
a nice futah.

And Sam.

All set.

Is he?

You'd prefer to send someone else.

You wouldn't?

Sam will do what needs to be done.

And nothing more, Mr. Callen.

And if necessary, much less.

I need to know that he can walk away,

if that's what's required.

This is not about
avenging Moe's death.

I know that.

Well, please make sure that he does.

Bright colors, Mr. Callen.

The futah.

Reservations?

Hakeem Fayed.

Of course.
Just one second, sir.

Single room, for one night.
Correct, Mr. Fayed?

- Guess so.
- If you don't mind, please

be so kind as to fill
all the details out here, please.

My room key, please?
409.

Of course, Mr. Haymes.

Here you go.

It will be room 615.

By the way,
this was left for you, sir.

This was left for me.

Anyone in the foyer?

The busboy's on someone's payroll.

He didn't miss a beat.

Guess Abdul knows I've checked in.

There's a number to call,
probably a burn cell phone.

I'll give it to Eric.

GPS tracking device.

Turn it on when you're moving.

Three clicks if you need me.
I'll only ever be two minutes away.

- How long is the room booked for?
- One night.

He's going to move you.

Take it easy, Sam.

You, too.

So how does it feel to be
Hetty's asset in Yemen?

Dangerous.

Hetty had me back in Yemen
within a week of Abdul arriving.

Got some contacts here.
People inside the government

who know more than they're letting
on about the Warriors of lslam.

They've been feeding me the intel.

Where'd you get the hardware?

Don't ask.

- Got an uplink yet?
- It's coming on line right now.

Send that to Eric.

It's the contact number
Abdul left for Sam.

What can you tell me about
the boy they're holding?

They chose him well.

Only son of one of the most powerful
princes in Saudi government.

And he was kidnapped
over a week ago, but...

they only went public with
the abduction yesterday.

It's possible that
the father kept the news quiet

to try to negotiate privately
with the terrorists,

but the government won't give
in to their demands.

Contacts on the ground
think Sadaat's behind it?

Nothing happens without
Sadaat's approval, but...

it's more likely Abdul playing this.

They haven't linked forces yet?

Sure as I can be.

Abdul hasn't left the
city since he arrived,

and my sources are confident
that if Sadaat had met with him,

they'd have heard about it.

You okay?

Abdul thinks I'm dead.

Chances of me running into him
are negligible, but we can't risk it.

I only move around at night,
stay out of sight during the day.

Which means...

You're on the lunch run.

As-salaam alaikum, Hakeem.

Walaikum as-salaam, Abdul.

Welcome, my friend.
Is everything well?

Everything's great.
I'm excited to be here.

As I am, Hakeem.

So when can we meet?

We could meet now...
Hakeem.

Good to see you.

You had no problems leaving America?

The guy I collected
my paperwork from was dead.

Yes, well, he demanded more money.

Threatened to withhold your papers.
He left us no choice.

Welcome to the cause, brother.

So what's the plans for me?

Well, to begin with,

there is no need to unpack.
We are leaving right now.

Going where?
Another hotel?

You must be patient, Hakeem.

In time, Allah reveals everything.

Get your things.
I have a car waiting.

We have a long way to drive.

Ready?

Let's go.

Sam's on the move.

Abdul must have contacted him.

He would have warned you if he could.
Someone must be with him.

- Car?
- SUV in the alley behind the hotel.

Tell Eric.

- Talk to me, Eric.
- Sam's GPS is coming on line now.

Your satphone GPS puts you three and
a half miles behind him.

They're headed south on Taizz Road.

- You're going to have to close the gap.
- Yeah, I'm working on that.

Abdul is with him.

I know. Had a little problem
with one of Abdul's guys.

Has Sam been compromised, Mr. Callen?

No, I don't think so.

He's a hotel employee.
He didn't have time to warn Abdul.

I'm bringing the body with me.

Eric, don't lose him.

Trying not to.

Looks like they're heading
south, out of the city.

Sadaat's rumored to be hiding
out in the south of the country.

Maybe Abdul's finally going
to meet his brother.

And he's bringing Sam with him.

It's not all bad then.

We headed south?

Why are you so interested
in what direction we're traveling?

I'm trying to ascertain
the direction of Mecca.

It's time for noon prayer, brother.

A short pilgrimage to Mecca

across the border into Saudi Arabia,
Hakeem?

One day soon, maybe.

You shall.

You must be pleased
to be back in Yemen.

See your family.

You told me in prison
you had a brother.

Sadaat.

He is with me wherever I travel.

You're very proud of him.

My brother is a leader
of men, Hakeem.

When you meet him, you'll understand
why our cause cannot fail.

We are putting into play a plan

that will show the West the true power
of the Warriors for lslam.

That great day will come very soon.

Reestablish contact, Eric.

- I'm going to stay two minutes ahead.
- Copy that.

Callen's back in the game.

Stop the car.

Hakeem, grab the boy.

Shoot him.

If you want me to do this,

you should trust me
and give me a loaded weapon.

You test me?

I test everybody, Hakeem.

You passed.

He failed.

Let this be a lesson to all of you,

of the importance of this boy.

He is now in your charge, Hakeem.

Guard him with your life.

Where is the boy?

He's with Rafiq.

I came to get him some food.

What makes this boy so valuable?

He is the son of a Saudi prince.

There are a lot of Saudi princes.
They count them by the thousands.

That's true,

but this one is a favorite.

As is his father.

You're holding him for ransom?

No, Hakeem, not for ransom.

A prisoner exchange?

Why?

You'll see, Hakeem.

Very soon.

Go back to the boy.

Take him his food.

Do not leave his side.

But you said the world
would soon learn

how powerful
the Warriors for lslam really are.

You think we measure
the power of our cause

by the life of a small boy?

Then tell me why.

Soon, my brother.

You're Amir.

I won't hurt you,
and I won't let anybody else hurt you.

You understand?

Soup and bread.

If you don't eat it, I will.

It's good.

Exactly.

If anything happens,

I want you to stay by my side.
You understand?

Keeping warm?

Barely.

They've posted guards.

I'm counting five guys,
could be more.

Mr. Callen,
can you confirm Mr. Hanna?

Confirmed. Abdul's with him.

Not yet. But it seems like
they're waiting for something.

Or someone.

The minute you can confirm
Sadaat's presence,

I want the two of you
out of harm's way.

The boy is here, Hetty.

Your primary mission, Mr. Callen,

is to confirm that Sadaat
has joined his brother.

Not leaving without the boy.

Freddie John Fanning.

We're missing something.

A suspect.

- A murder weapon.
- And witnesses.

Don't forget we're missing witnesses.
Witnesses can be very valuable.

Maybe even tell us
if Sam's been compromised.

And evidence.

And a clue.

A clue would be good, too.

What we know.

Fanning is hired to forge a passport.

Check.

Fanning completes that passport

and delivers it to Mr. Jones
at his short term rental apartment.

Check.

There's a dispute over money

or maybe Jones wants
to tie up loose ends.

Either way, Fanning is shot.

Fanning checks out checkless.
Check.

- We're missing something.
- Check.

We are missing something.

Jones works for Abdul.

Go on.

What if Abdul met with Jones

before he left for Yemen
to give him Sam's details?

But Jones' apartment had
only been rented out for a week.

So if Abdul did meet Jones...

It wasn't at the apartment.

Could have been at Jones' house.

Check.

Abdul flew out to Yemen

the day after he broke out of prison.

- He flew out on a fake passport.
- Jones must have given it to him.

Where did Abdul stay that night?

We were tracking him on Overwatch.

Stayed at the West Hollywood Motor lnn
on Wilton.

A clue?

Maybe even witnesses.

- It's always quiet midweek.
- How quiet?

No new bookings that night.
None?

- Not a one.
- Nell said he stayed all night.

Maybe he shared with somebody
that was already staying here.

Do you mind if I take a look?

All right, three guests.
Married couple from Idaho.

Married.

She was young enough
to be his daughter.

Scratch Idaho.

Single woman from Texas.

Regular. Same time every month.

For how long?

Long as I've owned the place.
Going on 27 years.

And scratching Texas.

This one?

It was occupied all week,
but there's no name against it.

That's not a guest.

The night manager, Felix.

Cops want to have a word with you.

- Witness or suspect?
- Suspect.

Make it prime suspect.

Ready?

Scratch Felix.

For a guy that lived
here for 18 months,

he sure doesn't have
much to show for it.

He's got no big-screen
flat plasma TV.

Computer's configured for Arabic.

No beer.

No funky week-old clothes
in the corner.

No pizza boxes.
This is very un-American.

Felix Attino.

Columbian.

That explains why he's un-American,
but not why he speaks Arabic.

This would.

Yemeni passport.

Look at the name.

We just found Abdul's brother.

No wonder Sadaat hasn't been seen
in Yemen. He's been here all along.

How hard is it to run a terrorist group
from the other side of the world?

It's virtually impossible.

I think Sadaat was a misdirect.

With this new intel,

I went back and analyzed what we knew,
or what we thought we knew.

I think the true leader
of the group is Abdul.

And the news doesn't get any better.

Warriors for lslam
have released a deadline

for the Saudis to meet their demands.

How long?

One hour.

But the Saudis have already rejected
a hostage exchange for the boy.

Why would Abdul think that
they would change their mind?

I don't think he does.

You better take a look at this.

I broke the password
to Sadaat's laptop.

Found this.

How's your Arabic?

It looks like the e-mails
are between Sadaat and Abdul.

Sadaat was tipped off
by a State Department e-mail

to the U.S. Embassy in Yemen

of Nate's presence in Sana'a.

Sadaat confirms

that the attached photos were taken
a week after Abdul's escape,

and after Abdul saw Nate
stabbed by Sam.

- Nate's been compromised.
- Which means Sam's been compromised.

Why give Sam a fake passport
and an airline ticket to Yemen

if you know
he's an undercover federal agent?

It's a trap.

A captured

U.S. federal agent
is a powerful propaganda tool.

And much more leverage than
a seven-year-old boy.

I need to talk to Callen.

Alert Nate.

Tell him to get the hell
out of that hotel. And Nell?

Get Director Vance on the phone.

Tell him we need that authority,
and we need it now.

Callen's on speaker.

Abort the mission.

Sam's been compromised.

Confirm, Mr. Callen.

Confirmed.
Aborting mission.

Wait.

I'll go with you.

Which federal agency do you work for?

I know of them.

You know it's probably best
that you surrender now,

while you still have a chance.

You know, I like you, Hakeem.

I'm not going to kill you.

Yet.

But a display to your country
and their foreign allies of our resolve

should be enough to bring them
to the negotiating table.

Need that authority, Hetty.

Need it now!

Authority granted, Mr. Callen.

Green light, Sam.

Sam, green light!

Target painted.

Let's go home.

I'm staying.

There's work to do in Dubai.

Or Oman.

Hetty wasn't sure which.

We'll see you around, Nate.

Why'd you hesitate?

Targeting Abdul?

Wanted to be sure
why I was squeezing the trigger.

Revenge, or justice?

Justice.

I hope.

This isn't the way home.

Promised Hetty I'd get her a futah.

Bright colors.

Better get her two.