NCIS: Los Angeles (2009–…): Season 4, Episode 24 - Descent - full transcript

A nuclear bomb explodes in a desert in Mexico; G and company investigate; Sam and Michelle go underground; G and Kensi go to Iran and bring back the Chameleon, who takes part in a complex deal to gain the two missing bombs. [Continued.]

A trade-- me for Janvier.

I hear the weather's great
in Tehran this time of year.

Checkmate.

You shot and killed

a Russian Mob boss
in broad daylight.

Where's my money?

I think you've been made.

You did not recover the bombs?

No, they're gone.

Now there's three nuclear
weapons out there.

Sidorov'll sell
those bombs to anybody.



Professor?

♪ NCIS: LA 4x24 ♪
Descent
Original Air Date on May 14, 2013

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Gamma rays and X-rays were
picked up by satellite.

So far, the radiation fallout

has only covered
uninhabited areas

of the Chihuahuan desert.

There's been communication
at the highest levels

between Russia, Great Britain,
China, India...

And everyone
denies involvement.

It's like the
Vela Incident.

What's the Vela Incident?

1979.



Satellite detected
a nuclear explosion

in the South Atlantic.

No country ever
took responsibility.

I invited
CIA Operative Hanna here.

On this one,
she's one of us.

So from the description
and the fallout readings,

we believe...

This is one of the three
bombs Sidorov acquired.

Why would he detonate it?
Proof that the bomb

was functional.

It would exponentially
increase the value

of those two
remaining weapons.

A nuclear bomb is
as big as the fear it creates.

Then they just made
their bombs bigger.

CIA and NCIS have been
monitoring this man.

Michael Zhrov.

Zhrov runs Sidorov's
arms-dealing company.

While Sidorov is
in the wind, Zhrov meets

potential buyers
for the weapons.

If they complete the sale, these
bombs could disappear for years.

Then we need to find Sidorov
another buyer and fast.

It has to be a corrupt
international broker.

Someone that Sidorov
already trusts.

Any suggestions
where we might find

such an individual,
Mr. Callen?

Agent Hanna and Agent Hanna?

We find Sidorov.

We re-embed ourselves
in his crew.

He owes you a lot of money.

Gives you motive
to reconnect with him.

It's too risky-- we don't know
if Sidorov made Michelle.

We don't have a choice.

This is an unprecedented threat

to our national security.

An agent's life is
on the line.

Getting somebody killed
for no reason...

Agents' welfare is secondary
to the mission.

Always has been
and always will be.

I'm getting on a plane now.

I'll see you in six hours.

Mr. Deeks, you'll be
in overwatch.

No.

Not Deeks.

I need Callen on this.

Wow, that's an ego boost.

Not possible.

Mr. Callen and Ms. Blye
will be out of the country.

Where are we going?

Iran.

You got sunscreen?

Yup.

Extra ammo?

Always.

You know I can ride
a camel, right?

Deeks, I'm gonna be fine.

This is what I do.

Not without me.

I'm just saying that I would
feel a lot more comfortable

if I was there watching
your ass, that's it.

Of course you would.

I don't...
I mean watching your back.

It's not what you said.

You know what I mean.

Do you know what you mean?
Yeah... wait, why?

What-what do you think
that I mean?

I really have no idea.

Okay, so where does
that leave us exactly?

I don't know--
where does that leave us?

You can't keep doing that.

You can't keep just answering
my questions with questions.

Why not?

You have terrible
communication skills.

I do?
Yes.

You're the one who never
says what he means.

That's not true.

Then say something
you actually mean.

Wheels up in 30-- let's go.

I will see you in a few days.

Yeah.

What do you got?

Radiation sensors at the border
pegged on a white cargo van

that crossed into
Mexico just two days

before the nuclear explosion.

Mexican border patrol missed it.

They let the van
into the country.

That's how Sidorov got
the bomb into Mexico.

Two days before that,

Kaleidoscope found
the same van

outside the Biltmore Hotel

in downtown Los Angeles.

According to the CIA,

three members of Sidorov's gang

entered the United States
two weeks ago.

And they stayed
within blocks of...

The Biltmore Hotel.

The thing is the CIA
doesn't have surveillance

of Sidorov entering
or leaving said hotel.

They figured it was a dead end.

But the analysts
don't know him like I do.

He could be in there and no one

see him come or go.

Then let's find him quickly.

Fourth move,
Bobby Fisher style.

Wait for it-- boom.

Check, partner.

We're not playing
for real, Bob.

And we're not partners.

We are right now.
Not really.

We're in the midst of
a nice little three-way.

You and I... and that is

a terrible choice of words.

You talk to Kensi this
much during a stakeout?

Usually more.

Sometimes we text even though
we're right next

to each other--
it's pretty adorable.

Now, that's cute.

I'm not texting with you.

You know what, man?

I've done this job
for a few years now.

Some would say-- Hetty,
for example-- exemplary.

Always had everybody's back.

What's your point?

I can take the crap
you dish out ten times over.

I'm just curious about the why.

I'm Navy, straight up.

Everything you do is different.

The way you dress, your jokes.

Your hair.

If this is about my haircut...

it needs to end.

It's not about your hair.

It's about what it says
about you as a person.

So you're saying it's
about my character?

Yeah, something like that.

North on Olive.

Going towards the front
of the hotel.

She's Sidorov's type.

Not that I notice,
but there's a lot

of beautiful black
women in Los Angeles.

Oh, really?

You are toast.

None as beautiful
as you, of course.

Nice recovery.

Thing is, it's true.
Well, there are a lot

of beautiful black women,
but very few wearing

Valentin Kartashyov dresses.

Valentin who?
Moscow's preeminent dress designer.

Sidorov gives them
to all the girls.

I-I got her.

She's getting off
on the ninth floor.

That's one of Sidorov's
men-- he's in there.

There are no cameras
in the south staircase.

And they lead directly
to the garage.

He uses the stairs, goes in and
out in the middle of the night.

Always has three
or four men with him.

We're gonna have
to bring more.

A lot more.

Do you need
to have that thing

pointed at me?

We hit turbulence,
there might be an accident.

Pilot did say it was gonna
get a little rough.

Surely, Agent G. Callen,

you didn't put together
a mission like this

just to kill me.

You need me for something.

What?

Oh...

chess match begins again.

Trouble is

this time I don't want to play.

You have nothing
to offer me.

Remember our mutual friend,
Naseem Vaziri?

He took it off.

One joint at a time.

You can't play chess
with a dead man.

I need you...

to broker a weapons
deal for me.

I said... you have nothing

to offer me, Agent G. Callen.

But I do.

I'm offering you...

revenge.

Against Vaziri and Iran.

You have till
we land to decide.



Hands on the wheel.

Hands on the wheel!

Sidorov.

Get out of the car.

Let's go, Isaak.

Quite the operation.

Where are we going?

The bank.

You owe us a lot of money.

Meet the crew.

This is a game for you?

The quarters of
a million dollars ain't a game.

Get in the car.

Look who's here.

Your boys are
following us, Isaak.

You got 'em?

Got 'em.

Call your men,
tell them not to get out.

You can leave with them
when we're done.

You could have just asked me
for the money.

I've never
left you wanting before.

I'm guessing that's your ride.

Next stop,
Federal Supermax prison,

Florence, Colorado.

Well, personally,
I'm lobbying for Gitmo.

Opening move.

You know what?

Playing can be fun.

Okay.

Let's work together,
Agent Callen.

Understand, I know
this is about revenge,

which means you also harbor
that for me.

Let me put your mind at ease.

This is my first requirement.

When it's all done,

I need you to finish
what you started

when you put that bullet
in my face.

You want me to kill you.

You owe me that.

Well, as much as I'd like to...

I don't do that.

Maybe I can seduce you into it.

You're going to call Vaziri

and make him an offer.

And what are we going
to sell him?

Something that will change
Iran forever.

Go on.

A nuclear bomb.

Hm...

Our mission was designed
to look like you financed

your own escape from prison.

I'm sure the Iranian
Ministry of Intelligence

would love
to hear from you.

You tell them to have Vaziri
call you back.

Maybe now we're
not playing chess.

No.

High-stakes poker.

A wire transfer of this size,

I'm going to have
to get approval.

LAPD!

Put your hands very,
very slowly on the dash

and the back of the seat.

And don't do anything stupid.

The transfer has been completed
to the account in Dubai.

Drop your weapon!

I said, drop your weapon!

Let me in!

Let me in!
Unlock it!

Leave him!
Let me in!

Did Sidorov buy it?
Oh, yeah.

So what do you want me
to do with these guys?

Bury 'em in the system.

No phone calls?

No need.

They're dead.

Answer it.

Hello.

My old friend.

That operation must have
cost you.

You think I can't find you?

I'm going to miss
our sessions together.

Me, too.

I enjoyed them.
Listen...

we can reminisce for hours,

but I have
a proposition for you.

Found him. Century City.

I'm listening.

How much is it worth to Iran

to become a Middle Eastern
nuclear power?

You've got my attention.

Two weapons,
Soviet, late '70s,

17-kiloton capacity.

There was a third
that was just detonated.

Talk to your friends
in the Kremlin.

They will confirm
the weapon's viability.

Are you serious?

As serious as torture,
my old friend.

What's in it for you?

The Iranian Ministry
of Intelligence

will make me look
over my shoulder

for the rest of my life.

If not you,
it'll be someone else.

You want your freedom
guaranteed.

Yes.

Not to mention
a nice little profit

on the transaction, of course.

And then, you and I can say
goodbye forever.

Are you in?

Set up a meeting
with the seller.

I'll be in touch.

I have another condition.

I have a daughter,
16 years old--

she lives in Paris--

the result of a careless liaison
with a prostitute.

You know we're going
to check this, right?

Why would I lie about that?

I would like my portion
of the money...

You're not getting any money.

...the money I would have gotten
from the deal,

sent to her.

It's a modest request,

knowing your government

is willing to do
practically anything

to secure these nuclear devices.

You know this man?

Michael Zhrov.

I've done business with him.

He worked primarily
for Isaak Sidorov.

He still does.

You're going to call him
and tell him

you have a potential
buyer for the bombs.

See how much he wants for them.

And my daughter?

She gets nothing

if we don't find the weapons.

We make a good team.

Yes.

Michael, it's Marcel Janvier.

How have you been?

Mm... laying low.

What can I do for you?

I've heard you have
some, uh...

unique merchandise.

Did you find anybody?

I called the girls. There's no
one else we can trust.

I'd have to bring people
in from Moscow.

That's going
to take too long.

I want to move the merchandise,
get out of this country.

I'll call you right back.

I just spoke to a broker
with an Iranian buyer.

Who?
Marcel Janvier.

He's a sick bastard, but...

It's why I trust him.

Set up a meeting
with Janvier and the Iranians.

I set the time and the place.

Somewhere near
the desert house.

Got it.

All right, Isaak. Good luck!

Wait.

I have another job...

for both of you.

Short-term.

Just protection. Easy.

You gonna have to pay us first.

Up front.

We have trust issues.

Come, meet my friends.

Veronica, Maya...

Quinn, David.

Not so fast, Isaak.

We need to get paid up front.

Looks like we all have
trust issues.

That's okay...

...'cause so do I.

So who are the Bond girls?

Veronica,
the brunette,

was a former Moscow
narcotics detective.

She was discharged on suspicion
of killing a suspect.

And Maya, the blonde,
is former Spetsnaz.

I didn't know there were females
in the Russian Special Forces.

They look like
very capable young women.

Yes...

We want to proceed.

Good.

I have a meet location.

No.

My location.

No.

The buyer wants
to choose the location.

Security is the priority.

This is non-negotiable.

I'll make it work.

Do you have a paper?

Yes.

34 degrees, 42 minutes,
45 seconds north;

117 degrees, 44 minutes,
two seconds west.

GPS coordinates.

Five hours from now.

Good-bye.

Good-bye.

Where is it, Eric?

It's the Mojave Desert.

It's literally
the middle of nowhere.

Is there any geography
where we can be close?

No.

And from the look of it,

Janvier is going to
have to drive in.

Putting Sidorov
and Janvier together...

makes me feel as if

we're playing with fire,
Mr. Callen.

That's 'cause we are.

You know Agent Hanna.

Your partner. Of course.

He's gonna be undercover
at the meet as David Forman.

Do not acknowledge him
in any way.

We'll be watching you.
We will be listening.

And we will be
inside your head.

It's a scary place.

Mm-hmm.

You do anything
to jeopardize this mission

or my people...

and you'll get
your death wish.

And no protective vest
this time?

No.

See? I told you
I would seduce you.

Let's go.

Wait.

Just make sure
my daughter gets the money.

This goes right, she will.

Okay.

I need the restroom.

Hold it.

Go ahead.

Let's go.

Hold up.

Tracking device.

It can't be removed.

Get in.

There's multiple cameras
in here and GPS tracking.

You drive in, you meet
Sidorov and Vaziri.

Don't go near 'em,
don't touch 'em.

You do the deal, you drive out.

We'll be close by
the whole time.

Start it up.

What do you think
the top speed of this car is?

It doesn't matter.

Let's go.

Is Sam gonna be able to
stay away from Vaziri?

He better.

Vaziri knows him.

I should stay back to cover.

No.

He stays back.

You come with me.

How is my "handy work"?

Is it healing?

Some wounds never heal,
my friend.

Let's do this quickly.

$20 million
for each weapon.

Payment in gold

at $1,590
U.S. dollars an ounce.

That's a lot of money for

a 40-year-old technology.

Sell him on it.

A nuclear weapon is
not about capability.

It's about potential.

It's about Iran
finally being able to sit

at the big kids' table
with the United States.

It's about giving
the Israelis night sweats.

He's good.

You chose this meeting place,
we choose the exchange location.

Okay, but I want
a down payment first.

I'm not exposing
the weapons

until I see the quality
of the gold.

$5 million in two suitcases.

12.5% percent.

It's reasonable.

Okay.

Anything goes south,
we keep the gold.

Well, I guess
that's in his hands,

or should I say "hand."

Ouch.

You see anything, Kens?

All seems okay.

As soon as the gold
is delivered,

give us the exchange location.

The deal
will be done.

Good?

Good.

Good?

Very good.

Thank you.

Something's not right.

As soon as we have

eyes on the bombs,
this all ends.

There's a lot of chips
on the table.

It's a lot to win.

It's a lot to lose.

So, Vaziri's guys just
dropped off the down payment.

He's testing the gold.

The gold is good. Go.

Da?

The gold is good.

Okay.

The exchange location.

Check it out. Bring Quinn.

Make sure it's safe.

I need David
to deposit the gold.

The cases weigh more
than 100 pounds.

You want to carry them?

Wait!
I want to speak to her.

When this is over,
think about coming with me.

$40 million can give
a very good life.

I'll think about it.

Quinn...

...are you playing me?

Does that feel like I'm playing?

Wow.

We should not mention that
to Sam, like, ever.

It's not like
she had a choice.

She's protecting
her cover.

Oh, that's interesting.

Kinda like me when I was
undercover with Monica.

Undercover or under
the covers?

And there it is again--

little green-eyed monster
makes an appearance.

What does, what,
what does that mean?

Nothing.

That means nothing.

Like I said, poor
communication skills.

I never ever, ever know
what the hell

you're talking about

because you never say
what you mean.

It's so frustrating!

It's like working
with a 14...

How's that for communication?

I gotta stay with Michelle.

David, take the other case.

Go to the bank
with Zhrov.

Put the gold in the box
and come back

and let's
finish this.

Also, put the handcuff on.

He will keep the key
till you get to the bank.

Trust issues.

Hey! There is a lot of money
in that case.

Do not cross us.

I've lost all electronic
communication with Sam.

Hetty, I'm going in!
Sam's in trouble!

That should bring them. Go.

Backup, I presume.

If there were anyone else,
I'm sure they'd be here.

The keys to the handcuff
for your gun.

Or I could tell him
to shoot you,

then you'd both die.

Give me the keys.

Give me the keys!

I've lost all electronic
contact with Deeks.

The cars are gone--
they've left.

No sign of Sam or Deeks.

Sidorov needs them alive

to find out if there are
any other agents.

He still thinks
he can make a deal.

Sidorov would just walk away.

He's not gonna trust Janvier.

Unless Janvier is the one
who tipped him off about Sam.

I'm heading back
to the boatshed.

Mr. Callen,
control your emotions.

We need Janvier alive.

It's the only way
to recover the bombs.

It was very touching

watching your partner
put his lips to yours

to breathe life
back into you.

He cares very much
for you.

But I think soon
you're going to wish

he had let you die
at the bottom of that pool.

Where's Quinn?

Ah, the beautiful Quinn.

The reason we're here.

So is she also
an undercover agent?

What are you talking about?

I need to know

if it's safe to sell the bombs.

Are there other
undercover agents involved?

You think I'm a cop?
No.

An agent.

FBI, perhaps.

You're out of your mind.

Hey, Sidorov...

you got this all wrong.

A room within a room

like this has
many functions.

Soundproofing,
for example.

Is Quinn also an agent?

No.

Let's go.

Inside.
Why?

It has to be a place
to exchange the trucks.

The basement parking garage.

Come on.

I've got them, Kensi.

They're headed
to the freight elevator.

Give me a floor, Eric.

Why are we going up?

They're going up.

I do not have a camera
in the elevator.

They're supposed
to be going to a location

where Vaziri and Sidorov
can exchange trucks.

This...
Hetty, this doesn't feel right.

I want to go in.

Go in, Agent Blye.

Bring me at least one
of the Russians alive.

On it.

Eric, I'm gonna need
another elevator.

The public elevators are
in the front of the building,

and you're gonna have
to go through security.

Where are the stairs?

Far end of the hall.

Kensi, they stopped
at the 30th floor.

No leaving

until we get
the call from Isaak.

Why is Isaak doing this?

Don't know.

But you know he loves you,

so don't make us hurt you.

I'm out of here.

Michelle!

Is Quinn an undercover agent?

She's not an agent.

But I know you are.

As sure as I am standing here.

Maybe...

you got it wrong.

No, David.

An old and trusted
friend told me.

Hold on.

Get out.

Leave the building.

You gave Sam up!

You can't hurt me anymore.

Not after
what I've gone through.

Which, by the way,
Agent Callen,

I blame you for.

You gave me to them.

This is all your doing.

Look into my eyes.

I still only live
for one thing:

To kill what you love.

"David."

"Agent."

Good?

Very good.

Thank you.

Sidorov is going to kill

your beloved partner.

Your body is
literally burning.

Are you that strong-willed?

What is it?

She's not an...

an agent.

This isn't going to work.

Let's start on the other one.

Why was I wasting
my time with you

when I have the weak one?

That doesn't look very fun.

Is it safe
to sell the bombs?

Or are there other
undercover agents?

I already told you,
I'm an LAPD narcotics officer.

We were casing the house...

I don't even know him, man.

Is Quinn an undercover agent?

Yes or no?

Aw, come on, man.

What are you doing?

What are you doing...?

No...!

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