NCIS: Los Angeles (2009–…): Season 6, Episode 3 - Praesidium - full transcript

This phase of our investigation
is a fact-finding mission.

Why did you send Special
Agent Blye to Afghanistan?

We've got trouble,
intruder alert.

Who are they?
Don't let them in until we know.

Department of Justice?

This is an order
from the Executive Branch

for a forensic audit
of this facility

and all employees.

So, what are they looking for?

Ammunition to bring down Hetty--
they need a sacrificial lamb.

I will check in
with you every day.



However, should I fail to do so,

follow the enclosed directions
as soon as possible.

Chauvenet is a Dark Net Deep
Web site that deals in billions

of dollars of illegal
goods and services.

That's Hetty's house.

Somebody paid $250,000
to find out where Hetty lives.

Stop right there.

Weapon on the ground.

♪ NCIS: LA 6x03 ♪
Praesidium
Original Air Date on October 13, 2014

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Ugh. Stop kicking me.

We're being called into Ops.



What? What time is it?

It's just after 6:00.

In the morning?!

Yeah, no.
I need my beauty sleep.

More like a beauty coma.

You're obviously not
a morning person.

It's not morning, yet.

Get up.

God, I wish you had
a snooze button.

I'll call you.

Mm-hmm.

What's going on?

Hit it.

Last night a private security
guard shot an armed intruder.

That's Hetty's house.

You've been to
Hetty's house?

The address was sold

on the black market
Web site, Chauvenet.

This is security cam footage
from her front parlor.

That's Duke.

He was shot
by a second assailant.

Both intruders got away.

Ah, damn.

What was he checking out
on the ground?

Zip ties and a syringe?

That thing that looks like a bag
is probably a hood.

Those intruders were there
to kidnap Hetty.

Wait, so who's Duke?

Hetty's security guard,
David "Duke" Fletcher,

former British Special
Air Services.

He's now in critical condition.

Does he have
any family?

No, he's worked for Hetty
for the past nine years,

so she's probably
as close as it gets.

Hetty did
give me this

before she left
in case of an emergency.

In addition to her Hollywood
house that was just breached,

code-named Dovecote,

Hetty also has an Encino
property, code name Briar Patch,

a beach house in Venice,
code name Ancora,

a loft downtown,
code name Callisto,

and, of course, her boat,
Lady H, code name Sanctuary.

Wow, I'd heard Hetty slept in
a different house every night.

Thought it was Hetty lore.

Now you know why.

That's a classic Arafat move.

Guess where he learned it.

Bring up the addresses

that were flagged on Chauvenet.

Send us the addresses
for Ancora and Callisto.

We'll check them out.
Already on it.

Kensi, Deeks--
check out her boat.

Where's Granger?

Uh... sent him the alert.
He's not in, yet.

Late night?

Handling LAPD and Hetty's
nosey neighbors.

Cops have agreed to sit
on things for 24 hours.

Well, that doesn't give us
a lot of time.

Well, we don't have
a lot of time.

Special Investigator Wallace
and her minions will be back

any minute to create
even more trouble.

What'd they find at the house?

Not much, maybe a boot print
in a flower bed.

These guys are pros.

Classic black bag job.

The important thing is
they didn't capture Hetty.

Who knows what they would
have done to her.

I can think of a few ideas.

We're gonna check out
the rest of her residences.

All right, be careful.

Let me know what you find.

Yo.

You okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I was just, uh, thinking
about what Deeks said.

You know,
if Hetty had been home.

She wasn't. If
she had been,

it'd have been worse for
the guys who broke in.

Yeah, maybe.

Are you kidding me?

Boot prints in
her flower beds?

Someone steps on
her daffodils?

She's probably
killed for less.

Daffodils?

Doesn't even look right
coming out of your mouth.

They're prize winning.

How do you know that?

First of all, why do
you know that?

We talk gardening on occasion.
Gardening?

Gardening, investment
strategies, woodworking.

Just because the art of
conversation is lost on you...

I can have
an artful conversation.

Yeah, right.

How's your vinyl collection
these days, huh?

That was lame.
It's an icebreaker.

Yeah, okay.

It's a starter.

Yeah, I'm warming up.

Hetty has friends
in high places.

Yeah.

She's gonna need 'em.

Do you have any idea
who's responsible for this?

I don't know.

She's also made
a lot of powerful enemies.

Can I ask you,

are you at all worried?

I'm sorry.

What?

No, it's just that...

Hetty always told me to remain
vigilant and cautious,

but leave the worrying
to your enemies.

That's good advice.

Does she have any idea
any of this has happened?

No, not yet.

She should be briefed.

I'll handle it.

Okay.
What is it?

Duke passed away
on the operating table.

Miss Lange,

the mission in Afghanistan
was a debacle.

The unsanctioned mission
that you approved

to rescue one of your agents
totaled over $3 million.

How do you justify
such a costly mission?

Miss Lange?

Miss Lange, the mission?

Yes, I'm sorry.

Could you repeat the question?

You were about to defend
your egregious policy violation

of negotiating with known
terrorist organizations

using the funds of
the United States government.

Some of the money was mine.

Okay, and the rest of the money?

The rest was funneled
through our operating budget.

In other words,
the U.S. government's.

No hospitals
reporting males

with GSWs to the knee
and shoulder.

They're too smart for that.

Yeah.

Where are Callen,
Hanna and Blye?

Did you try the burn room?
Did you try the car pool?

You two keep playing me,

you're gonna
find yourself working

in the IT department at Petco.

Is there a problem here?

I owe a report to Congressman
Thomas by tomorrow morning.

Let me talk to
your people,

or I'll shut your office
down immediately.

Well, if you want to interview
someone, interview me.

Yeah, I could do this.

I could handle living
on a yacht.

On your salary?

Maybe a rowboat.

Not if I had
a shipmate.

You'd need about 20 shipmates
to make this work, Gilligan.

What about you?

Nah, it's too rich
for my blood.

I mean as a shipmate,
me and you.

Split bills,
save some money.

Maybe get a
cooler place.

Are you serious?

What? I'm non-smoking.

I-I'm tidy, I'm
professional.

I-I put my dishes
in the dishwasher.

I buy toilet paper before
it's even necessary.

That's incredible.

I would live with Monty
before I'd live with you.

Yeah, that goes
without saying,

'cause Monty's a catch.

I'm saying that we
come as a package deal.

Oh, so I get
a dog and a mutt?

No, thank you.

Touché. All right,
you know what?

That's fine. It's
probably better this way.

I couldn't put up with
your hoarding anyway.

Okay, for the
thousandth time,

I'm not a hoarder.

Oh, you're a dirty
little hoarder.

You're hoard city.

This is messed up, G.

If they can
get to Hetty...

They can get
to any of us.

Federal agents!

Stop!

Drop that weapon on the ground!

G?!

I'm good.

We're clear back here.

Eric?

Yeah?

I'm sending you
a photo of the shooter

as well as a number to trace.

You got it.

A find a blue Mustang
leaving Ancora.

I'm on it.

Henrietta Lange.

All-powerful.

I'm sorry?

I thought we were doing
word association.

Henrietta Lange

has repeatedly acted
outside of her role

as manager of operations for
the Office of Special Projects.

And has twice threatened
to resign over it.

Well, I threaten to resign
at least once a week.

Doesn't that suggest
someone who's volatile?

Potentially unfit
as a leader?

Well, they're
not mutually exclusive.

Churchill had a few

volatile outbursts
here and there.

If you're comparing Ms. Lange

to Winston Churchill...

Sounds like you are.

Lauren Hunter.

Before my time.

Ms. Lange trained her

well beyond NCIS protocol

before she became an agent.

The same with a woman
named Grace Stevens.

Women mentoring women.

I guess it's not all
competition and cat claws.

Mentorship?

Or indoctrination?

I thought these questions
were supposed to be about me.

What do you want me to say

in my report?

That Ms. Lange's
team won't comply?

Well, Ms. Wallace,

I can't help you
with your homework

unless you ask me
questions that have to do

with my role
as assistant director.

Ms. Lange?

You have shown nothing
but a blatant disregard

for your orders
from the Secretary of the Navy.

I was operating well within

the bounds of my authority.

If that were true,

we wouldn't be here.

I did what n...

...need to.

You disobeyed direct orders.

Hetty, would you like
some water?

Air!

Hetty?

Hetty?

We know at least
three people are involved.

Two of which are
out of commission.

But we still don't know who
they are or what they want.

What they want is Hetty.

Who they are
remains to be seen.

The bigger question is
how did they get

Hetty's personal information
in the first place?

I mean, she's
one of the most

private people on the planet.
She's also one of the most

skilled in tradecraft.
Exactly.

So how the hell did her
information get compromised?

She got burned by
someone in Washington

like this Congressman Thomas.

Maybe. I don't think
he's got the resources.

Then who?

Maybe we have a mole.

Come on, Hetty vets
everyone on her team herself.

How else would you explain this?

Hey.

Granger got a call
from Washington.

Hetty collapsed
at her committee hearing.

I hope you're pleased
with yourself.

Where are you taking her?

Madison General.

What's going on?

Still waiting
to hear something.

Okay, got it.
Thanks.

Nell?

She's being rushed
to Madison General.

What the hell happened?

They couldn't
tell me.

But I can try to find out
who's treating her.

You think somebody got
to her in Washington?

Nobody even knows she's there.

Nobody knew her home addresses
last week either.

I swear to God, if
somebody hurt Hetty...

We need to be on the next
plane to Washington.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

We don't know
what's going on yet.

Hetty's in trouble,
that's all I need.

Maybe she just fainted.
She's under a lot of stress.

Hetty? Fainted?

Really?

She has a resting
heart rate of 50

when she's being shot at.
Hetty did not faint.

Okay maybe she didn't faint.

But Deeks is right.
We don't know what's going on.

I agree.

We need to focus
on what we do know.

And what's in front
of us right now.

We don't have anything!

What if we're wrong?

And someone got to her

while we're chasing our tails?

Then we do what we do best.

We rain hellfire down
on their sorry asses.

Guys?

Eric?

Tell me you got
something on Hetty?

No, sorry.

Facial rec had nothing
on your dead guy either.

But I did get a hit on
that local number in his phone.

Guy's name is Craig Lennox.

He's a former
German national who runs

a custom furniture shop.

You got an address?

Yeah, it's downtown

off the Willow Street alley.

All right, we'll check it out.

Callen?

If you need to go to Washington,
we can handle things here.

No. Find out what
happened to Hetty.

Eric send us the address.

Did it. Let me know
when you get any news.

Not bad.

Can I help you?

You just did.

Glad I could be of service.

Ah! You won't be needing this.

And I'll take that.

Please state for the record
your official title

and job responsibilities,

Mr. Beale.

I have to use the restroom.
You're not leaving that chair

until you've told us everything.

"Everything"?

We're here.

This is the spot.

No security cameras till
the end of the alley.

You're certain?

100%, ma'am.

This'll do just fine.

Thank you.

This is a waste of time.

It's the only lead we've got.

Want to take
a walk around?

Be my guest.

I'm pretty sure
it's your turn.

I'm not feeling it.

So?

So, it'll show
in my performance.

In your performance?
Yeah.

The key to undercover
work is authenticity.

If I don't believe it,
nobody else will.

And that can be dangerous.
Uh-huh.

I think you're
watching too much

of Inside the Actor's Studio.

What's your favorite word?

What terrifies you?

You.

I was caught
in a brutal crossfire.

Explosive rounds
were going off so near my head,

I could barely see.

But I kept my cool.

I waited for them
to reload and the second

they stopped shooting,

I charged across that roof
towards sweet, sweet freedom.

Until that bullet
tore into my neck.

In a computer game.

Not just "a computer game."

I lost the '93

Junior World Championship to...

Oliver Pinkerton.

Scheming Australian trickster.

I felt like I let
everyone down, you know?

Most of all me.

Uh-huh.

Now, when I'm helping
my team at NCIS,

I compete against myself

to see how fast
I can do my job.

Find the unfindable.

Hack the unhackable.

"Unfindable.

Unhackable""

And then I'm not that scared

little middle-schooler
again, you know?

I guess I feel...

empowered.

I've never told
anyone that before.

Thank you.

Yo, G.

The blue Mustang just pulled up.

You're a hard man
to find, Agent Hanna.

Are you kidding me?!

I'm in the middle of a case!

Well, so am I.
I'm on a stakeout.

Then I suggest
we get back in the car

before you blow your cover.

Yeah. Let's do that.
Get in.

Get in! Move over.

What the hell are you doing here?
I need

to speak to both you
and Agent Callen.

You do realize now isn't
a good time, right?

Oh, it is.

Unless you prefer
to go back to the office.

One of you guys the owner?

Yeah. Can I help you?

Yeah, I just got a, uh,
mid-century craftsman

in Silver Lake that's
gonna need some work

and I was just
hoping I could...

I'm right in the middle
of something.

But if you call back,
leave your information...

Can I just show you a photo?

I said, I'm busy, man.
I know.

I'm a Federal agent, man.

They're running!

And shooting!

Shooter's heading your way, Sam.

I got Lennox.

Buckle up. We're on it.

Lennox?

Come out with your hands
where I can see them,

you still may walk away
from this.

Sam, I got Lennox under control.

Sam?

You want to ask me questions?
Ask 'em.

What can you tell me
about Afghanistan?

We were sent,
we located the enemy

we rescued our agent.
Next question.

I-I'd prefer you concentrate
on your driving.

I am.

Either ask a question
or get out.

You wanted to know what we do?
This is what we do.

Whoa. Whoa.

Whoa-oa!

Any more questions?

Did Ms. Lange
provide you with funds

to appease
the Taliban?

Duck!

Hetty used some of
her personal funds

to help us
complete the mission

and locate and rescue our agent.

Shouldn't you be
writing this down?

Oh!
Hold on!

Damn it.

Eric, run a facial rec

on the traffic cam
at 4th and Molino.

I'm still searching
traffic cams,

trying to see which way
our shooter went.

All right, thanks. Keep looking.

Any news on Hetty?

No, we're
still waiting.

All right. Keep me in the loop.

No, I understand that,

but this is the
information I was given.

Okay, well, please call
me if you do find her.

Find her?

Madison General has no record

of Hetty being admitted.

Well, she probably
used an alias.

No one matching
her description, either.

Where's Lennox?

He's in holding.
Where you been?

So this is where
you've been hiding.

I'm sorry,
this is a private club.

I'm going to have
to ask you kids to leave.

You must be Detective Deeks.

Deeks?

No, he left.

You literally just missed him
and his partner.

Yeah. Actually, if we hurry up
we can still catch them.

No one
leaves here

until I'm finished
interviewing them.

And I'll start
with you,

Agent Callen.

I don't think so.

We have a case.

I have a subpoena,

which compels you to stay here

and be interviewed.

That authorizes me
to detain you,

should you choose not to comply.

Then you better cuff me,

because I'm not staying.

You heard the man.

Put him in
the other room.

You just don't know

when to stop, do you?

This is completely
ridiculous.

No, this is serious, Ms. Blye.

And since you people
refuse to realize that,

you leave me no option.

Get out of the way or get hurt.

Don't go far,
Agent Hanna.

I may have more
questions for you

after I'm finished
with your partner.

What about some coffee?

You won't be needing
that, Ms. Lange.

If we wanted you dead,
you would be.

What do you want?

We'd like you to come with us.

Why?

Who are you?

This way, please.

Son of a bitch!

How was
your swim?

Surprisingly
refreshing.

I should have thrown that lady
out when I had the chance.

Yeah? So why didn't you?

I mean, I usually like a woman

that wants to put me
in handcuffs, but...

not that one.

Oh, no, no.

Hold on, hold on,
hold on.

Did you hear what
you just said?

What?

Sounded like something
Deeks would say.

Oh, God, you're right.

Think I held my breath
underwater too long?

What's the blast radius
of a nuclear weapon

with a ten-kiloton yield
detonated at ground level?

I like cheese.

You're fine.

Look...

if this whole thing

is about somebody wanting
to get to Hetty...

maybe it's time
we just hand her over.

So you guys twins? Huh?

My friend, uh,
Darrel Dinkins

had a twin--
unborn twin, actually--

in his armpit.
It wasn't, like, a full twin,

it was just like a big cyst
but it had teeth

and hair and...
Do you ever shut up?

What are you talking about, man?
I'm just trying to make conversation, here.

- You know what I mean?
- I'm trying to interact.

This guy, huh?

Obviously
the grumpy twin.

I have to get back to Ops.

Fine. Go.

I have to get back to Ops.

To...

Nope. Gonna...

just gonna sit here.

This okay?
Just back down...

Oh!

So we're doing this, huh?

What do you guys do for fun?

Tweedledee
and Tweedledum?

Let's go back to the beginning.

Who was Jack Simon?

He was a Marine.

A Marine you
were engaged to?

Mm-hmm.

A long time ago.

The CIA believes

Jack Simon was
the White Ghost--

a Western civilian
helping the Taliban.

We all know how accurate

the CIA Intel is, don't we?

Was your fiancé the White Ghost?

There was no White Ghost.

So you went halfway
around the world

for several months
chasing misinformation?

Looks that way.

During which time,

you were kidnapped
by the Taliban.

How'd that happen?

What do you mean,
how did that happen?

Why were you off the forward
operating base alone?

I was following a lead.

In hostile territory,
by yourself,

without telling anyone
where you were going

and what you were doing?

That's stupid

or intentional.

Either way, it cost
the taxpayers

several million dollars
for the operation

to get you back,

including $1 million in cash

that was paid to your captors,

and that seems extraordinary,

considering it's been
this government's policy

that we don't negotiate
with terrorists.

Do you have
any idea

how many
guns, bombs,

U.S. deaths that
money will finance?

Do you have any idea

what I went through
in captivity?

Think they bought it?

It's hard to say.

My guess is they
watch all of her houses.

All right, where do you want me?

Upstairs.

Hopefully Kensi and Deeks
will be free of Wallace

before we get
any company.

Oh, it's about time.

They're done!

Hey, did you finish
your book report?

All right, my turn.

We're done for now.

We'll be in touch.

Oh...

You're missing out,

'cause I know where
the bodies are buried.

I also know the Colonel's
11 herbs and spices.

That's right, secret recipe.

See you later.

You okay?

Yeah, why wouldn't I be?

I don't know, what'd
they ask you about?

Um... just Hetty.

Uh... Afghanistan.

You want to talk about it?

Nope.

I always find that it helps me
when I talk about the...

things that are bothering me.

That's funny, 'cause, um...

...it never helps when
you're bothering me.

Touché.

Except I'm being serious.

Come on, partners
don't keep secrets.

Partners?

I mean,
that's what we are, right?

We're partners.

Come on.

Low five.

Hit me.

Don't leave
me hanging.

You didn't really
even connect.

You gotta make
good contact,

otherwise it
doesn't count.

Oh, my God.
Come here.

It's okay.

I just want to forget
what happened.

I know you do.

I know you do,
but you can't.

And the harder you try,

the harder it's just gonna
fight back, trust me.

You just gotta
let it out.

You gotta make
peace with it.

But that takes time.

I'm so much tougher than this.

I know you are.

You're tougher than me,
and that's tough.

Even with this...

adorable... veneer.

My God. And just like that...

the moment is way gone.

That's okay.

I got more moments.

Okay.

All locked up.
Any movement?

No. But I think
one of us should leave.

They're gonna assume
Hetty has security,

but if they are watching,
they'll be more likely

to move a move if they think
there's only one of us.

Keep your eyes open.

I'm glad you're having fun.
Uh-huh.

Follow me, please.

Wait here, please.

I'm glad to see you've made
such a speedy recovery.

I hope you have a
damn good explanation

for this, Leon.

It's nice to see you, too,

Henrietta.

What's the meaning of all this?

You've got a leak
in your operation.

Oh, the hell I do.

Your personal information
was sold online.

Information that wasn't
even available to us.

How long have you known this?

Long enough.

Long enough to
have informed me?

Doing so

could've tipped off the people
who are behind this.

So, you used me?

I protected you.

Still am.

And the hearing?

Thomas has an Axe to grind.

Always looking to make
a name for himself.

So, it wasn't that hard to push
him in the right direction.

You set him on me?

It was the only way
I could ensure

that you would leave
Los Angeles.

Oh, well played, Leon.

I had a good teacher.

But...

by protecting me,

you put my people in
even greater danger.

It's been my experience
that your team

can take care of themselves.

I still don't like this.

Nobody does.

So, what's next?

You remain here in D.C.

protected until we find
those responsible.

What other options do I have?

You don't have any.

I can't protect you

outside of my chain of command.

Is that why you brought me here?

To tell me that
I'm a dinosaur?

I just like the museum.

Here we go!

Could use a hand, G.

I count

three coming in the front.

Two more headed around back.

Upstairs.

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Nell, status?

I'm holding the high ground.

Copy. Kensi and Deeks
are five minutes out.

Nell?

What's going on?

We're under attack.

Where?
Dovecote.

You're in my house?!

Yes, and we're
outmanned and outgunned.

Oh, bugger.

Listen to me carefully.

They came for Hetty

at night with sedatives
and syringes.

These guys aren't here
to kidnap anyone.

They're here to kill us.

Nell!

Nell?!

Go! I got these jokers!

Go!

Nell?

You okay?
Yeah.

Follow me.

Nell, this is a dead end!

Nell!

Of course Hetty has
a secret passageway.

Who do you think put
the trapdoor in the boatshed?

Sam!

I love Hetty.

I just wish she wasn't so small.

Federal agents!

Don't even think about it.

I have had a terrible
day already.

Down!

All the way.

How are we gonna
explain this to Hetty?

We're not. I'm sure
you'll think of something.

Oh, I get it.

You get to have
artful conversations

about, uh,
butterflies and flowers

and I get to give her
the bad news?

It works for me.

Uh-huh.

Just got word that
Hetty's fine.

What was it?

Exhaustion.

So, who the hell are they?

No I.D.

And they're not talking.
Eric's looking

at their biometrics.
Who's the suit?

Their lawyer.

Guy came before
we could take them away.

Interesting.

Where is everybody?

Kensi and Deeks took Nell home.

She okay?

She's never killed
anyone before.

It was him or her.

Doesn't make
it any easier.

Keep an eye on her.

Let me know
if there's a problem.

She'll be okay.

Hey, I've got positive I.D.'s
on one of the men

you arrested
and one of the deceased.

I'm still working on the rest.

Elias Bauer

and Fabian Schneider.

They both came in
three weeks ago

on legit EU passports
issued by Germany.

What do the Germans
have against Hetty?

Could be guns for hire.
They were both

on a Lufthansa flight
from Frankfurt via Toronto.

I decided to check LAX security

to see if any of the others
were on that flight.

And?
No.

But...

I did find this.

Mattias.

Why would Mattias
come after Hetty now?

With Hetty's personal
information for sale,

it may have been
too much of a temptation.

He probably thought he could
go in quietly and grab her.

We warned him what would happen

if he ever tried
to hurt her again.

So, what do we do now?

We make good
on our promise.

We hunt him down...

and we kill him.

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
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