NCIS: New Orleans (2014–…): Season 6, Episode 14 - The Man in the Red Suit - full transcript

That is, uh...

Yeah.

Very. How long has
this been going on?

A while.

That's not
an answer.

If you want to tell people
things, tell them.

Several months.

You haven't had
a good night's sleep

in several months?

But he's not just a workaholic.

It's been hard. Really.



And I'd say it was
Christopher's death,

but it started before. SEBASTIAN: Sorry.

That-that really sucks. It does.

And I'm concerned that
it's been affecting my work.

No, it hasn't.

That's nice of
you to say. But...

it's hard for me
not to think that if I

were sharper...

maybe some of our recent cases

Anyway,

I'm taking a short medical leave

to enter a specialized
treatment program,

which will hopefully
help me figure out

why this is happening.



Why am I getting,
like, a Cuckoo's Nest

kind of vibe here?

Nothing like that.

Then what?

Wade and my
doctor think

it's been caused by the massive
dose of LSD I was given

when Apollyon captured me.

Which also really sucked.

It seems to have
unlocked something.

Only I don't know what.

So, what's the plan? A treatment called.

Psychedelic-Assisted
Psychotherapy.

Basically, they give me

more LSD in
a controlled environment.

So they're giving you more
of what caused the problem

in the first place?

Microdoses. SEBASTIAN:
And Wade, she's,

she's cool with this?

She's nervous.
So's Rita.

And I can see that
you all are, too.

But the alternative is,
I never figure it out.

I never get another
good night's sleep again.

I stop functioning effectively,
and I can no longer...

do the job I love to do

with the people I love
doing it with.

Okay.

Well,
I got you covered here, brother.

You just do what you need to do.

Well, that's it?

We're not gonna insist
on a second opinion, or

I don't know,
do some research

to make sure
this doesn't go terribly wrong?

Done that already.

And there are
no guarantees.

But the new guy shows
up in a week or so.

And I'm planning on being back
in time to help ease him in.

I don't know how I feel about
any of this.

Honestly,

neither do I.

But it is the best.

Bad idea I got right now.

I'll see you.

I'm more of a jazz guy.

And I like
roots acoustic,

but this is the medically
sanctioned approach.

Yeah, they've done some studies.
Reduces blood pressure.

Enhances rather than
distracts from

the effects of
the psychedelics.

Well, it makes me think
I'm in an elevator.

Well, that works, too.

We are going on a journey.

That's it?

Yeah. It's amazing
how powerful

a synthesized
psychedelic can be.

That's
the lowest dose.

The effects will last
about an hour.

We will be monitoring you
the whole time.

It'll be like
a lucid dream,

and Dr. Tanaka will
guide you through it

using the dream elements that
you've already experienced.

I just need to know who he is.

And your subconscious

may not want to tell us.

Well, I can't go on
the way I've been.

Dr. Tanaka's concerned

it might make things worse.

Rock, meet hard place.

When you're ready,

just place that tab
on your tongue, Dwayne.

All right.

Okay.

Pelicans won
last night, Roy.

Why the grumpy face?

Y'all have company.

Made himself
right at home.

Can we help you?

Unless you're willing to
fetch me some whole milk

instead of this
abominable two percent,

then no, you cannot.

Who the hell are you?

Apparently, I'm the man

who's gonna bring a little class
to this backwater post.

Mm. First thing on my
to-do is to replace

this piece of crap. Man cannot
survive on subpar cappuccinos.

Well,
I mean, we've been

surviving just fine on burnt
coffee from a pot, Mr...

Special Agent Carter.

NCIS Special
Agent Quentin Carter.

Yeah, you weren't supposed
to transfer in till next week.

Yeah, well, I guess
I'm here early.

Looks like this desk
is available.

Paperwork should
already be in.

Special Agent Pride's
in-box, but

you know what?
Just in case...

This was the desk of your guy.
The one you lost.

His names was
Christopher Lasalle.

My condolences.

It's clear from
your attachment

to the desk

that he was well-loved.

We're not attached to the desk.

Good. Me neither.
Dip it in bronze if you like,

'cause I prefer a standing desk.

I think we got off
on the wrong foot here.

Um, Agent Lund.

Agent Gregorio.

Agent Khoury.

Allow me to say how

enthusiastic I am
to unburden you

of your toughest cases.

We didn't ask
for your help, hotshot.

No, no, no,

your boss did.

Requested my transfer
from Pearl Harbor.

Where is
Special Agent Pride, anyway?

He's on medical leave.

For what?

That's none
of your damn business.

You're right.

Best to keep
it professional.

No need to know
any of you

Hey, NOPD's

requesting
our assistance.

Crime scene in the Bywater.

I'll drive.

Permission to kill him?

I can make it look like
an accident.

Okay, charitably, let's just say
he's uncomfortable

filling Lasalle's shoes.

Uncharitably?

Let's put a pin
in that murder idea.

Why don't you guys go see
what NOPD needs?

Look, I was nothing
but polite to her.

And the next thing I knew,
she put me flat on my ass.

PFC Daniela Ortiz.

I wouldn't want to tussle
with a Marine, either.

Second Marine
Expeditionary Brigade.

I served alongside them
during my first tour overseas.

Some of the toughest Marines
on the planet.

You were lucky to walk away
with just that bruised arm.

Thanks?

You said she tried
to buy groceries with this ID? Yeah.

Wide-eyed, sweaty,
acting all erratic.

She was clearly on something.

And when I told her she had to
pay with cash or credit card,

man, she threw that ID
at my head and jumped me, man.

Hey. You guys
need to see this.

So, I downloaded the store's
security feeds.

I would definitely file this
under cinema violent vérité.

Sorry, very what now?

You know,
observational cinema?

The Maysles Brothers?

We, we just watched
Grey Gardenslast night.

Another two hours of my life
I'll never get back.

It's a classic, and
you said you liked it.

Oh, so you two...

Us? No.Oh, no.
Roommates only.

But I can expect more of this
old married couple vibe? Yeah.

Well, I mean, no.

It depends on... Just relax.

You're overcompensating
and it shows.

Oh, right, yeah.
'Cause you're the profiler.

Yep. I am.
And just spending

a few very painful moments
with you,

I'm working up a doozy
of a profile.

Carry on.
Okay.

Please.

Mm.

The Few,
the Proud,

the You Don't Want
to Mess with Us.Yeah, so what set her off?

Guy inside said she might've
been on something.

Well, if she still is, we better
find PFC Ortiz right away.

NOPD's got a BOLO out.
Maybe we'll get lucky.

All right, well, I got the name
and address of her mother.

Let the other one know
I'll have Mom meet us at NCIS.

"The other one"?
You talking about Hannah?

Sure.

Okay, Dwayne, let's start
with the most recent dream,

the street festival.

You're
in the middle of it.

You want to find
the Man in the Red Suit,

but what else do you see?

Look around.

His heart rate's
climbing.

Okay. Take
a deep breath, Dwayne.

You're in control.

All right.

Enough games.

Talk to me.

What do you want with me?

It was the same as last time,
except for the numbers.

One, five,
six, two?

Yeah, over and over.

In no particular order
that I could see.

How did it all
make you feel?

The numbers,
the Man in the Red Suit,

being back in the street fair?

Confused.

Agitated.

Your heart rate spiked
significantly.

Well, I wasn't in any danger.

Maybe not in the dream.

The numbers
seem important.

You have any idea
what they mean?

No.

Well, then, we're gonna
have to figure it out.

Otherwise, I suspect Dr. Tanaka
will be reluctant to continue.

We need an anchor for
your subconscious to hold onto.

Unlock the secret
behind those numbers

and we can talk
about trying again.

That's enough.

Sergeant Ortiz... Call me Rosa.

I've been out of the Corps
for ten years now.

Thank you
for your service.

Semper fi. Do or die.

You were in the Marines?

1st Reconnaissance Battalion. Force Recon?

I should be thanking you
for your service.

Rosa,
do you have any idea why Daniela... Dani.

My daughter goes by Dani.

What might've made Dani
act out like this?

I have no idea.

She was doing well since
she got back from Afghanistan.

Her record is
unblemished until now.

Great reports,
multiple commendations,

Purple Heart she earned
while serving in Afghanistan.

The injury that
brought her home.

Her unit was ambushed

in the Kunduz province
18 months ago.

It's a viper's nest.

IED sent her Humvee tumbling
down a steep hillside.

She shattered three vertebrae,
got sent home for good.

You must've been relieved.

I was glad to have her home... Yeah.

Safe at a desk instead
of a conflict zone,

but Dani felt different.

She felt like she failed?

She did not fail.

Her back was basically broken.

Well,
Marines embrace pain,

push through the barrier,
be it physical or mental,

to reach our destination.

Dani was starting
to lose her battle

even before the injury.

How so?

Her second tour
was rough.

The things she saw left her
walking a razor's edge.

And then she got injured.

It offered her a path home.

The spinal surgeries,
the pain management program,

they're the only reason
she's still alive.

Is Dani still
on medication?

Doctors tapered her off
months ago.

What about PTSS?

She said her doctors
cleared her.

Despite what
Dani did,

you need to know,
she is a good Marine.

Please...

don't let her get hurt.

Marines look after
each other, okay?

I'll get her home safely,
I promise.

Let me walk you to your car.

Hey.

Is that a promise
you think you can keep?

I made it, so now I have to.

Well,

the new guy showed up early.

Ah, guess I shouldn't be
surprised.

He's got that kind of
reputation.

Yeah, I'm not surprised
he's got a reputation.

Sounds like you're
getting along already.

No, he's fine.

It's just... Lasalle's shoes
are hard to fill, you know?

Truth.

I'm really calling
because I'm checking on you.

Oh, I'm-I'm fine.

Any progress?

Uh, well, let's just say
it's been interesting.

Okay.

Nice being worried about.

Well, you let me know
if you need anything, okay?

Absolutely.

Go find that Marine.

Right now, she needs you
more than I do.

Okay.

Want to play gin rummy?

Ah, not my game,

but I thought maybe
a prop might help.

You know, let's assume
that the Man in the Red Suit

wanted to show you
these cards for a reason.

It was these.

Six of diamonds,
five of hearts,

two of clubs,
and ace of spades.

These right here.

Let's add them up.

One, three,

Six, five, two, one. We're
missing a four and a three.

No. Diamonds, hearts,

clubs, spades, clubs. No.

It means something.

It matters. To you.

Okay. One, two, five, six.

No.

Five, six, one, t...

Six, two, five, one.

Chords.

Circle of fifths,
chord progression.

I learned it when I first
started playing the piano.

How does that connect
to the Man in the Red Suit?

I don't know.
Where's Dr. Tanaka?

Um...

I need you to
e-mail that file to me right away.

Thank you. That was the Naval
physician who oversaw.

PFC Ortiz's last surgical
recovery at Belle Chasse.

Will they find out why she was
wigging out at the market?

Uh, she wasn't certain, but said
the behaviors that I described

could be a reaction to medication. Okay,
well,

did her medical records say
she was on anything?

That's the thing, she's not.
Physician last saw her

three months ago when
she finished tapering off

her pain meds.

What if she was on something
that wasn't in her records?

Look at Ortiz's
bank statements.

Over the same period,
she's been making

multiple ATM withdrawals
every week,

sometimes twice
in the same day.

Before that, it was only
once a month.

Maybe her violent behavior
was due

to a different kind of
withdrawal?

The pain meds.

Doctors cut her off,

but she didn't cut herself off.

Self-medicating
is a dangerous path to go down.

Can't know what exactly
you're putting into your system.

Yeah, let's locate Ortiz
before she hurts herself,

or anyone else.

Phone's no good. She ditched it
outside the grocery store.

Sebastian's monitoring NOPD
and surrounding agencies.

There's still no hit
on the BOLO.

Okay, let's dig through patterns
in her movements.

If she is on
the hunt for meds,

she'll likely circle back
to the same places.

Let's go.

Okay, take a deep breath,
close your eyes,

and think about
the chords.

Not the fact of them,
the emotional aspect.

I know about the chords.

What are you trying to tell me?

Yes.

Am I doing it
right, Red?

You sure are, Dwayne.

Now let me show you
something else.

So it's easy
to find a new key

using that circle of fifths
I told you about.

It's a chord progression

that allows you to move the song
in almost any direction.

And now we're in "E."

Hop in.

I don't think
I could ever do that.

Oh, sure you can.

I know it looks hard now,
but all it takes is practice.

Now start back here in "C,"
just take your time.

Why?

Did you get a last name? No.

My younger self
called him "Red,"

otherwise, I wouldn't
even know that.

Man in a red suit, named "Red"?

I'm just disappointed
that your subconscious

isn't more sophisticated
than mine.

Well, if he played
at the Trutone,

there's got to be some kind of
tax records, right?

Destroyed long ago. Look, we'll figure out
how to find him

and get you what you need to
keep getting those treatments.

Oh. Hey, Special Agent Carter
showed up early.

Who's gonna
fill me in?

You should take care
of yourself first.

Then you'll meet him.

Okay.

How about I just
get you all another round

and see if that'll maybe
loosen up some lips?

Baby.

It's better if your daddy
doesn't know about Red.

Know what about him, Mama?

Here,
let me help you with this.

Pride.

You okay?
Mm, yeah.

Yeah, I-I'll be right there.

You got 'em?
Yeah.

Okay. Thanks.

Good morning. Good morning.

Hey. We brought pastries.

You trying to
soften me up?

Does he need to?

Depends.

Were there any residual
effects last night?

Any new nightmares? No.

I won't say I
slept like a baby,

but baby adjacent.

I'll take it.

I realized that Red

is connected to my mother.

And I tried to call her
this morning,

but the nurses said
she was having a bad day.

Well, if you think
she knows something,

it might be better to wait.

Well, there's no way to know
when a better day will come.

I'd really like
to press forward.

No adverse affects,
no visions, et cetera?

No. Nope. Nothing.

Okay. Then I'm willing
to go another round.

Please report to
Window 9 for methadone distribution.

Yeah, that's her.
You said her real name's Dani?

Private First Class
Daniela Ortiz,

United States Marine Corps.

Now, we tracked her phone
coming to this location

several times
over the past few weeks.

I'm surprised she's a Marine,

not surprised she gave
a fake name and ID.

At least half of
our patients do.

Why's that, Mr. Anders?

Uh, shame from
family and friends.

Fear of workplace
retaliation.

Addiction isn't something
anyone is proud of.

Did she say why she came here
seeking treatment?

She said she was injured
on a job from a fall

and her back surgeon
wouldn't renew her pain meds,

but she was still hurting.

She ever talk
about self-dosing?

Uh, black market opioids.
Cheap, easy to come by,

but you don't always know
what you're getting.

As if managing pain

isn't dangerous enough.

Look, what you're describing
is a textbook reaction

to quitting cold turkey.

What else is textbook?

Uh, seizures, hallucinations.

And who knows
how she'll react the next time

something doesn't go her way.

Sebastian.

BOLO panned out. They got
a location on Ortiz's car.

Thank you, Mr. Anders.
We'll be in touch.

Thanks.

Clear.

Think she could be
somewhere nearby?

No idea, but it's possible she
came around here for a reason.

She left the keys
in the ignition.

Well, could mean she wasn't
coming back, but why?

Oh, hold on now.

The only thing more dangerous
than a Marine...

is an armed Marine.

Yeah.

Okay, Dwayne.
Think about Red and the bar.

Think about your mother.

You don't have to know what it
means, just feel the feelings,

See where they take you.

Mama? Where are you?

Get out!

You got to...

take me to Mama!

I'm scared.

I'm scared, too.

All right, help me
set the table, Dwayne.

Everybody will be here soon.

Yep.

Just, uh...

Your daddy's earlier
than I thought he'd be.

Come here.

Daddy.

Ooh!

Oh, been a few months since
your mama brung you to see me.

Look how much you grew.

I'm almost 54 inches. Yeah?

Well, I'd say that makes
you about 53 inches. Hmm?

But you real big.

Cassius, we...

so happy
to finally have you...

Everybody will be here soon

for your welcome home dinner.Ah.

I made your favorite everything.

Well, don't let them
eat all of it.

Me and Dwayne got
a couple things

to take care of first, don't we?

Can't it wait?

The food will get cold.

It'll reheat just fine.

His blood pressure's 150/90.

That's too high.
Dwayne, I need you to come back.

It's okay.

I am not gonna leave you.

Let him stay with me.

There's still a lot to get done

before everybody gets here
and he can help.

No, Mena, he's coming with me.

Come on.

I'm sure you can get done
whatever needs to get done.

Can you let me out?

I-I got to go with him.

Get in.

No, no, no. Wait.

Please don't
take him!

Please don't!

No. Somebody,

let me out!

This isn't real, Dwayne.

You're in charge.

And it's time to wake up.

She's been lying to me
for months?

Not just you,
Rosa. Everyone.

This is my fault.

Why would you say that?

Dani's addiction,

it must be genetic. HANNAH:
You also struggled

with pain meds?

Alcohol.

You think Dani knew?

Yes.

The terror
I saw on her face

one morning
after she spent an hour

trying to wake me is what
got me into treatment.

I've been sober since,

but blind
to my own child's suffering.

Rosa,

your daughter is out there
with a gun.

Okay? We found her car
in the Irish Channel,

but we didn't find her.

Do you have any idea
where she could be?

The Irish Channel?

Yeah. Near Laurel Street
and St. Mary.

That's not too far from the gym

where Dani used to play
basketball as a kid.

I used to coach
her rec teams there.

Thank you.

I had to wake you, Dwayne.

Otherwise we risked
permanent damage, a stroke.

I was right on the edge of
figuring out what happened.

Please, I just need
one more session.

You're worse than my children.
The answer is no.

I can't live the rest of my life
without knowing.

What if today is the rest of your
life? I'm not gonna die, Loretta.

I'm too stubborn.

I'm not gonna let you
hurt yourself.

I know you won't.

You brought me back once,

and I believe
that you can do it again.

Think we've finally
found our Marine.

I'm gonna call NOPD for backup.

No, no, no, no.
We can't go in with the cavalry.

She's armed
and she's demonstrated

that she's dangerous.
It's protocol.

I don't give a crap about
protocol. If we go in hot,

I'm confident you won't
like how it plays out.

Okay. What's
your brilliant idea?

Gregorio.

Private Ortiz?

Please... stay back.

I'm Quentin Carter, NCIS.
I'm here to help.

I said stay back! Okay.

I'm just here to talk.

Not another step.

Okay.

I know you're hurting, Dani.

You don't know
anything about me.

You're right.

But your mom does.

My...

You talked to my mother?

That's right.

One Marine to another,
she wants to be there for you.

But you have to let her in.

I can't.

She's strong.
I'm nothing like her.

That is your mind
playing tricks on you.

It's telling you to quit,
but you can get through this.

What if I can't?

You're in the suck,
Marine. Okay?

I've been there.

But you are strong enough
to push through it.

Dani,

your mom is waiting for you,

and she loves you.

I let her down.

And the Corps.
No. Hey.

Hey, hey, no.

Only if you pull that trigger.

Okay?
But lower the weapon.

Let your mom and the Marines
help you out, oaky?

We all got your back.

Dani, look at me.

Nobody wins here
unless you lower the gun.

Okay?

Let us take you home.

You want to go home.

Let us take you home.

You want to go home.

Yeah.

Okay. I got you. I got you.

I got you.

Dwayne, you're
in charge of this.

No one you see, nothing
that happens can hurt you.

I got you something.

Yeah.

Now, if I know your mama,

you're probably
still playing with

that same little
mitt you had

when I went
upstate, yeah?

But you're almost
54 inches now, right?

A real player.

You need a
full-size glove.

How was your mama
while I was upstate?

Good.

Take good care of you?

Sure.

That's good.

Anybody been hanging around?

I asked you a
question, son.

We can't run from it anymore.

Need to know what happened.

Hmm?

Red, I guess.

He-he and Mama

been singing and stuff.

Yeah, that's what I heard.

All right. Come
on, Dwayne.

Me and you got some business
to take care of.

Daddy, stop!

Protect what's yours, son.

It was all my fault.

It was all my fault.

BP's 110/70.

Back to normal.

Had us worried for a minute.

When I... finally realized
what I was seeing

was a repressed memory, I...

I panicked myself. Mm, but now you know

why you repressed it.

What you witnessed was horrific.

Your mind was too young
to cope with the trauma,

so it locked it all away.

At least I finally know
who Red was,

even if I still
don't know his name.

My father killed a man
who was important to my mother.

And I'm pretty sure...

Pretty sure she might know
who he is.

Even if Mena does remember,

you're not sure you want her to.

I was told you're unpredictable,

but... a week early
to your new post?

Yeah, well, I like to keep busy,
Special Agent Pride.

As do I.

Welcome.

Thank you. Looks like
you had a hell of a day.

I've had better.

I heard you did good
with that young Marine.

Ah, that's what I do.

Figured you might be here
filing the casework.

Yeah, well,
I've been to enough postings

to know that the new guy,
he draws that short straw.

Five posts in five years.
Got to be a record.

What's up with that?

You, uh, wanted me here.

I'm sure you got an earful

from my previous bosses.Yeah.

And they all agree,
you're "fast and furious."

Make a splash,

piss off the rank and file,

close some high-profile case.

The highest-profile cases any
of those offices ever handled.

But who's keeping score, right?

I am, Agent Pride.

I am.

I can see that.

Then you request
a transfer

before your coworkers
can force you out.

Well, you know, I find it easier
on morale if I make my own exit.

And you can save
the "team" speech, okay?

I heard every version of it
already, Agent Pride.

Call me Dwayne. Probably won't be
doing that, Agent Pride.

I do my own thing,

my own way. Like packing up.

Christopher's desk
without asking?

No one here was going to.

Look, I'm being
real respectful with his things,

but you can't move forward
if you're staring at the past.

Fair enough.

But you need to stop.

Christopher was more
than an just a coworker.

He was family.

I'm sure he was,
but just so you know,

I'm not looking
for a family, okay?

I got one of my own already.

Anyone who knows the Navy knows
about the Legendary Carters.

Yep. And I'm sure you know
any number of them, okay?

But I am my own man.

Yeah, well,
you want to stand out,

you got to break away
from the pack.

Yeah, right. Okay.

Look, I don't need a mentor

or a big brother or a father
figure or whatever it is

you think you're offering
by requesting me

to your little family.

I'm just looking to do my job.

And as you now know,
damn, I do it well.

Have a nice night,
Special Agent.

Roll Tide.

Is that the circle progression?

Yes, it is.

Red taught it to me right here
in this bar a long time ago.

Sit down.

Sounds like a happy memory.

That one was.

And then, a good man died

for a baseball mitt.

Come on, Dwayne.

You were a child.
It's not your fault.

You were a child
who tried to please a vicious,

violent father
who could never be pleased.

What if I could've stopped him?

You didn't do anything wrong.

And you must relieve
yourself of this guilt

if you ever hope to move on.

Can't move forward
if you're staring at the past.

That's wise words.

But there's a silver lining
to accept.

What happened to Red,

to you as a child,
it explains

why you are the man you are.

Wha... What are
you talking about?

You couldn't save Red...

and that's why

you're trying
to save everyone else.

But I can't.

Just like I couldn't
save Christopher.

Dwayne, you've spent a whole
lifetime beating yourself up

for something you never
could've prevented.

That's got to stop now.

I know I need to,

but it's not a switch
you can just flip.

It isn't.

But we expect you to try.

Thanks for sticking with me,
Loretta. Oh...

What?
Oh...

Sister needs a drink.

:
Okay.

Thanks.

This one's for you, Red.

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