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Go.

Move.

(dog barking nearby)

Go, go.

♪ ♪

Clear.

Front room clear.

Moving to level two.

Level two clear.

Heading back downstairs.

There's nobody here.

Looks like bad Intel.

Let's wrap it up.

(overlapping shouting)

It's a trap!

(overlapping shouting)

IED!

IED!
Man down!

Need a medic!

We're being flanked!

MAN (over radio): Home School,
we got multiple contacts.

Multiple contacts--
they got us surrounded.

Man down inside.
Numerous casualties.

We need extraction.

♪ NCIS: LA 11x16 ♪
Alsiyadun
Original Air Date on March 1, 2020

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

♪ ♪

You know
what bums me out, Richard?

Today, everybody wants
to be known as a mixologist.

As if a bartender and barkeep
isn't good enough anymore.

But to them I say, "Nay."
"Nay," I say.

But, you know what,
a bartender, barkeep

is an ancient,
honorable tradition,

much more
than a mixer of cocktails.

I think it's,
in equal parts, philosopher,

psychiatrist, storyteller,
comedian.

But most of all, Richard--

and you know this to be true--

I think it's a comforting friend
for anybody there

in search of solace...

Richard! Really?

I take it all back,
Richard.

And no tip?!

The worst. Oh!

Big Stones Jones,
what's your poison?

Let me guess, mescal,
shot of Jäger,

float of Tabasco?

Call it the Nellverine.

Oh, God, no.
Is Kensi here?

No. Why?

What's up? You look serious.

Well...
(sighs)

a few hours ago, a
combined joint operation

involving the Navy SEALs,

the Army's Night Stalkers,

and Egypt's spec ops
Task Force 777

was launched in
the Sinai Peninsula

to take down a
high-value target.

Heading back downstairs.

IED! I...

Wow.

(clears throat)

Now, the compound
Intel identified

as the high-value target's
current whereabouts

was not only found
to be unoccupied,

it was lined with explosives

believed to have been
detonated remotely.

So it was booby-trapped.

Big-time. The teams were
met with heavy gunfire

from outside the compound.

It was a complete ambush.

Casualties?

Several severe
injuries.

Thankfully, no
fatalities thus far.

So, what, they want us
to help find

who fed 'em the phony Intel?

It's a bit more complicated.

So, an NCIS intelligence
and cryptology expert

was embedded with them.

Wait, like, somebody we know?

(exhales)
Yeah.

Fatima.

Wow. Way to bury the lede here.

I know. I'm sorry.

I-I'm just still trying to
process all of this myself.

Fatima hasn't been
seen since the raid.

Okay, but what does that--
what does that mean?

I don't know.
(sighs)

Um, I'm on my way
into Ops now,

and Eric's already
on his way there.

I'll get Kensi.

Okay.

Eric, where are we?

(sighs)
Nowhere yet.

I'm still trying to
gather as much information

as I possibly can, but it's
still pretty chaotic over there

at the moment.
So, no word on Fatima?

Oh, no. No one seems to
know if she was killed,

captured, or
managed to escape.

(sighs)
Well, if she could,

she would have contacted
her unit or anyone by now.

Where are Callen
and Sam?

Oh, they're
already en route.

Hetty wanted boots on the ground
as soon as humanly possible.

Unfortunately, it's
still another several hours

until they even land in Cairo.

Okay, so what's the game plan?

NELL: So, I have access to all
of Fatima's recent work.

I'm gonna dig through it,
see if anything's in there

to help us figure out where
all this bogus Intel originated.

Can we get somebody from
Naval Special Warfare Command

to speak with us?
Yes.

I've already requested
for a senior officer

to come down
from Coronado

and speak with us
as soon as possible,

but I doubt it
originated on our end.

That's the problem
with joint operations.

The more players,
the more opportunity

for things to get compromised.
Mm-hmm.

HETTY:
I don't care

if he's in a damn coma.

Wake him up.

Okay. I'll see you
in Ops?

Yeah. Good luck with that.
Yeah.

That doesn't sound good.

Anything I can
do to help?

Oh.

No, I-I don't think so.

I'm running out of favors.

This wasn't your doing.

Well, I don't think that's much
consolation for Agent Namazi.

We have any leads
on who gave 'em the bad Intel?

Uh, not yet.

Okay, so here's what we know.

Fatima is smart. Yeah.

She's, uh, highly skilled.

More than capable of
taking care of herself.

And I'm sure she's gonna show up

before Sam and Callen
even get to Egypt.

In fact,

I bet this whole trip is
gonna be a boondoggle,

because, by this
time tomorrow,

they'll be
taking selfies

from some sort of
camel ride tourist trap.

Thank you, Martin.

I appreciate... the gesture,

even if I don't share
your optimism.

Yeah.

(keys clacking)

(pages turning)

(sighs)
There is nothing in there

that's gonna help us find her.

Thought
you were sleeping.

I'm trying.

Well, maybe
we missed something.

We didn't.

And if there's one thing
I learned in the teams...

Yeah, yeah,
"sleep when you can."

You've told me that before.
So why don't you, uh,

stop talking to me and get
your little beauty nap?

Why'd they scrap the Concorde?
We could be there by now.

Yeah, like Uncle Sam would pay
for us to take the Concorde.

Buy our own tickets.

Yeah, maybe if you
sold a kidney.

Every hour we're in the air
is another hour

that Fatima's in danger,
and it's another hour

that we're not on the ground
looking for her.

Ah.

Thought you were gonna sleep.

So did I.
Yeah.

Would you like me
to get you some snacks?

No.
You sure?

You might think better
on a full stomach.

I'm not hungry,
and I'm not thinking.

Want me to get you something to drink?
Yeah, let me wet my whistle.

Why don't you grab me a glass
of "shut the hell up."

Make it a double.
(chuckles): Okay.

I'll do that.
(sniffs)

Hey.

We're gonna find her.

One way or
the other,

we're gonna find her.

♪ ♪

(panting)

(sniffs, exhales)

(panting)

Home School, this is Jigsaw.

Do you copy?

Come in, Home School.

(static crackling)

I missed last call.

Hoping to catch a bus
in Oklahoma.

Jigsaw out.

(men speaking Arabic)

(static crackles)

(man speaks Arabic)

♪ ♪

(grunting)

(speaking indistinctly)

♪ ♪

(grunts)

(panting)

(speaking Arabic)

(grunting)

(labored breath)

(grunts softly)

(Eric snoring)

(grunts)
Richard Feynman!

Hetty? Oh.

(grunts, sniffles)

I thought you could
use a coffee.

Oh, thank you.

Yes.

Um, am I allowed to
drink this in here?

If you don't spill.

I will be super careful.

Uh, just for the record
(clears throat)

I was not actually,
uh, sleeping there.

I just sometimes think better
with my eyes closed.

Mm-hmm.
(clears throat) Although...

I don't know how much
it's helping.

Still no word
or sign of Fatima.

Nell is going through
her most recent work,

but she hasn't found
anything to help us out.

Well, Callen and Sam

will need
something to go on

once they get there.

Well, if she can, Fatima
will probably try to make

her way to one of the
mission's rally points.

We just don't know which one.
Mm-hmm.

The next satellite flyover is
in a few hours, so hopefully...

Oklahoma.

Oklahoma?
But...

Oklahoma's designated as an
emergency helicopter landing.

It's gonna be difficult
to get to by foot.

That's why she'll head there.

What if you're wrong?

Prove me right.

I'm on it.
(chuckles)

Oh...

I heard that.

(grunts)

Hey, Senior Chief.

(laughs)

Thanks for coming, man.

My pleasure.
Yeah.

One of the officers wanted
to come but, as you can imagine,

things are a little
turbulent at the moment.

I volunteered to help
in any way I could.

Well, it's good
to see you again.

You two, as well,
just wish it was

under different
circumstances.

Likewise.

I've brought transcripts
from the mission

and preliminary
debriefing notes.

Uh, we'd like to talk
to the mission commander

whenever he's available.
- I'll see what I can do.

We're still back-sifting
through the entire op on our end

to try and figure out
what went wrong.

I understand there's
a multi-agency investigation

underway to try
to discover how anyone

intercepted
our operational plans.

Did you check
the President's Twitter feed?

Mm.

(short chuckle)

What exactly told us that

the high-value target
was at that compound?

That's just it-- it did not
come from a single source.

It was a combination of human
Intel gathered on the ground

and signal intelligence
captured by the NSA,

as well as some cyber
info the Egyptians retrieved

from communication devices
found on captured jihadis.

Hmm. Had we received
the tip anonymously,

it would've been suspect,
but slipping it to us

in pieces gave it validity.

Exactly. It was little pieces
here and there,

none of which were
that significant on their own,

but once we started
putting things together...

You got a trail of bread crumbs

leading to
a gingerbread cottage.

Pretty much.

I hate to say it, but that
was pretty damn brilliant.

They made sure the Egyptians
got different info than us,

laid in a few dead ends to throw
us off their true intentions,

and... that was it.

Only thing they didn't count on
was how good our teams are.

Otherwise this would've
been a complete slaughter.

How exactly did Agent Namazi
get left behind?

I don't know.
And, on behalf of the teams,

I want to apologize
for that again.

That's not what the SEALs do.

We do not leave people behind.

I only wish
I'd been there myself.

Well, considering, maybe
it's best that you weren't.

(helicopter blades whirring)

Please tell me one of you
stopped at the duty-free.

Oh, yeah, we were
in a bit of a hurry.

Oh, come on,
how long does it take

to buy a guy a bottle of scotch?

CALLEN:
Tell me something, Sabatino.

Why is it you
always end up being

everywhere we find trouble?

I know, I know.
I missed you, too.

Let's not make it weird.

Not that it isn't always
a special treat to see you guys,

but I don't know
what you're gonna do here.

It's a mess.

Ah.

Were you on the raid?

No.

Did you provide the Intel?

No.

I was trying to vet it.

What went wrong?

In a word, everything.

These guys are getting smarter.

They know we're hunting them,
but they also know

how much airplay
these raids get.

When they're successful.

If the Intel wasn't verified,
why did we go in?

That's the million-dollar
question, now, isn't it?

My guess, the White
House wanted to stage

another strongman
PR event.

Hence the gag order
on this whole fiasco.

Yep.
You had any communication

with Agent Namazi?
No.

But if she's smart, she's
probably only using her radio

intermittently to avoid
detection and triangulation.

What about search and rescue?

Up until now, we've only
done a satellite pass,

but we're trying
to get a drone over the area.

Nobody returned to the compound?

No, the Egyptians
bombed the hell out of it

after our guys were out.

We don't even know
if our agent got out.

There was no sign of her
or anyone else in the area.

But you never sent anyone
back to look for her.

The brass considers it
too hot, all right?

This could've been
an epic disaster.

We're just lucky
there were no fatalities.

That we know of.

We need to go there.

How do you plan on doing that?

I don't know.

But you're gonna
figure something out.

Me?

You owe us.
How is this my problem?

You owe us.

(laughs)
Yeah, right.

Give your head a shake,
Gigantor.

If anyone owes somebody,
you owe me.

I'm the one who
got your Lady and the Tramp

out of Iraq, if you recall.

And now you're gonna
help us find Agent Namazi.

(sighs)

(chuckles)

What are her chances out there?

Is she tough?

I think so.

Well, she better be.

(insects trilling)

(men speaking Arabic)

(speaks Arabic)

My name is Jasmine Armini.

I'm a CNN reporter from Cairo.

I was embedded
with a Multinational Force

and Observers peacekeeping unit

when I got separated from them.

And you are?

I am Cobra.

Your name is Cobra?

Yes.

You know G.I. Joe versus Cobra?

I am Cobra.

Okay... Cobra.

You look like you have
an interesting story to tell.

Would you agree to an interview?

You want
to interview me?

Yes, I'm-I'm writing a
story about the struggles

facing those currently
living in the Sinai.

Perhaps I could
ask you my questions,

while you give me a ride back
to where I last saw my unit.

I have a better idea.

Your family gives us
half a million dollars,

or I cut off your head,

live on the Internet.

(laughs)

Uh, you've bet
on the wrong girl, dude.

I don't have any parents.

And the best
I can give you is, like,

$800 and a few
Whole Foods coupons.

And let's be real.

There's no way you have access
to the Internet out here.

We shall see.

(grunting)

DEEKS: Listen, we're just doing
everything we can

to help locate
our missing agent.

Yeah, no, we spoke with
Senior Chief Wallace.

And I appreciate that, sir, but
what we've been waiting for all

day long is to talk to somebody
who was in the actual operation.

Yeah, no, I understand
the complexity of the situation,

but I'm Te--

(sniffles) Yes, uh-huh.

No, I know we're on the same--

Yep, okay.

Listen, then just tell me
if anything changes.

All right,
thank you so much, sir.

No, thank you. Okay, bye.

(inhales deeply)

I think the SEALs
are stonewalling us.

I think they're in the midst
of launching a rescue op.

Well, how do you rescue
someone if you don't know

where they are? And if they do
know where they are,

why aren't they telling us?

Well, bogus Intel led
them into an ambush.

If I were them,
I wouldn't risk

a security leak,
even to inform us.

That's fair, I guess.

NELL:
We found her!

KENSI:
Oh, God, is she okay?

I don't know.
Where is she?

Well, I'm not sure.

So, how can you say
that you found her?

Well, I didn't really,
but Combat Search and Rescue

picked up a very short
broadcast, so at the very least,

we know she's alive
and on the run.

Let's do it.

Did you locate her position?
Uh, not yet.

Was it positively her?
'Cause it could be another trap.

No, it is
definitely her.

Check this out.

FATIMA: Home School,
this is Jigsaw. Do you copy?

Come in, Home School.

(static crackling)

I missed last call.

Hoping to catch a bus
in Oklahoma.

Jigsaw out.

I mean, that sounds like her.

Oh, it's definitely her--
it matches her voiceprint.

Okay, she said she was making
her way to a rally point.

Where's Oklahoma?

Yes, that is...

right over here.

So, I've been reviewing
recent sat images,

but there is
no sign of her.

Okay, that is
rugged terrain,

which means she may not
have made it there yet.

Especially if she's injured
or trying to avoid detection.

Sam and Callen
have this information?

Eric's calling them
now with Hetty.

She could also
be in hiding.

Either way...
Sam and Callen will find her.

Be lucky to find anyone's DNA
after that airstrike.

(helicopter blades whirring)

She wouldn't have been
part of the initial assault.

She would have
waited nearby.

Swoop in and secure any
and all vital Intel.

So she would have been safe
in the building explosion

but still had cover
from the ambush shooters.

Maybe she got cut off
from the helicopters.

Or she was too injured
to get to them.

Well, if she escaped,
which direction

would she have gone?
(phone rings)

Go for Callen.

When?

Fatima made a radio call.

Copy that.

Eric, let me know if she makes
another transmission.

CSAR picked up
a brief transmission

from Fatima
about eight hours ago

requesting a pickup
at rally point Oklahoma.

Oklahoma's about
11 miles from here.

Sabatino, can your pilots
put us down there?

SAM: Well, that shouldn't
be a problem.

It used to be an emergency
landing site for helos.

The key word being an
emergency landing site.

That area is full
of hostiles.

All the more reason
for us to go in and get her.

So, what, you two guys
just lay awake at night,

dreaming up ways
to get me killed?

Well, everyone needs a hobby.

Join a book club.

Nobody wants to live forever,
Sabatino.

Besides, if things go bad,
you get a gold star.

That's more than we get.

SABATINO:
Is that supposed to be funny?

'Cause it's not. No. No, no.

In fact, it's just wrong.

Bordering on disrespectful.

You guys aren't even paying
for this.

Well, CIA's got a lot
more money than NCIS.

We're not a charity.

What, no tripod?

What is this, amateur hour?

I hope you're as defiant
when we slit your throat.

I thought you were gonna
cut off my head.

Make up your mind.

Stop talking.

I'm not gonna stop talking.

You guys don't know
what you're doing.

You want money? Fine.
Take me back to my unit.

I'll make sure you receive a reward.
(speaks Arabic)

Yeah, you're all real tough

when I got my hands tied
behind my... (grunts)

KENSI: Fatima is strong,
and she is smart.

She's already sent word saying
she's going to a rally point,

and Callen and Sam are
actively looking for her, so...

Oh, God. Why do I feel

as if I have a knife in my gut?

Hetty, look, we're
all worried about her.

You and I know better
than anyone else

what she's going
through, right?

There's nothing else
for Deeks and I

to do here in Los Angeles.

We can be on a flight
within an hour,

and we can be on the
ground with Callen and Sam

by tomorrow night.

No, no, that's not a good idea.

Why is that not a good idea?
Well,

you've heard of...

not keeping all your eggs
in one basket?

You know, the same is true
for agents upon occasion.

Hetty, we have to prioritize.

There's nothing else
for us to do here,

and Callen and Sam need our help.
(footsteps approaching)

We can't just sit here
idly and do no...

(sighs)

How bad is it, Miss Jones?

It's, uh, it's real bad.

Um, this was uploaded
to the Internet

15 minutes ago.

We will return
this American spy to safety

for half a million U.S. dollars.

You have 24 hours
to prevent her execution.

Well...

They've asked for ransom.

That'll buy us some time.

The problem is

we have no idea where Fatima is.

Jigsaw,
this is Hollywood & Highland.

Do you copy?

Jigsaw, come in.

Jigsaw, this is
Hollywood & Highland.

Do you copy?
Jigsaw, come in.

I don't see any sign that Fatima
or anybody else has been here.

She could still be
making her way.

Well, time to go, boys.

We need to wait
for Agent Namazi.

Well, what if she doesn't show?
We already got company.

I think we can handle two
guys and a couple camels.

Oh, yeah?
You ever fight a camel?

They're tougher than they look.

But it's not those guys
we have to worry about.

It's the guys
they probably told we're here.

Couple of dozen
heavily armed jihadis

could come screaming
over that ridge

with rocket launchers
any minute now.

The only thing
I hate worse than camels

are rocket launchers.
We already lost Agent Namazi once.

We're not letting that happen again.

We're gonna hunker down
here for 24 hours.

You can pull us both out if
she doesn't show tomorrow.

Wow, you guys are awesome.

Truly inspirational.

But, and as much as I'd like
to stick around with you,

I'm trying to cut back on carbs
and suicide missions.

You know, the Lord
hates a coward, Sabatino.

Come on, you're
better than that.

What are you doing?

I'm ordering you two a pizza
before I go.

Don't want you dying
on an empty stomach.

(phone rings)
This is Sandstorm.

Oh, hey. How you doing?

I'm in Oklahoma and need to know

if I'm gonna need an umbrella
anytime soon.

Yeah, we saw some clouds
to the northwest.

Go for Callen.

Copy that.

Sandstorm out.
Wait.

You guys got a drone out here?
Yeah.

It's confirmed?
Yeah, but it's about 30 klicks to the northeast.

They're tracking suspects
from the ambush,

so we can't count on them
for any help.

If you stay, you're on your own.

We're not staying.

Fatima isn't coming.

She was captured.

KENSI: Our country doesn't negotiate
with terrorists.

Officially.

But that doesn't mean
her family can't.

You want her family
to pay the ransom?

I want Agent Namazi back,

any means possible.

Well, the longer we negotiate,

the more time Callen and
Sam have to find her.

We got to contact
Fatima's family.

And hopefully, they
haven't seen this yet.

Well, they can tape a statement.

Eric can put it on
known jihadi websites.

I mean, if we open a
dialogue with them,

we might even find out
where she's being held.

Do it, but do it quickly.

I'll pay the damn ransom
if I have to.

Right.
On it.

COBRA:
You have 24 hours

to prevent her execution.

Must have grabbed her

before she got
to the rally point.

You have any idea
who these guys are?

I think the one on the right
goes to my spinning class.

I have no idea who
these jokers are.

But I might know
someone who does.

Who?
His name is Kadri Kashan Khan.

They call him Al-Ghajaru.

The Gypsy.

Yeah. Yeah.
The guy's a smuggler.

He works with the Bedouins.

Hmm. They're probably
the ones who have her.

You know where
we can find him?

Not gonna want to talk to us,

let alone help us.

You take us to him.
We can be very persuasive.

You guys,

so macho sometimes.

It gives me the chills.

Hey.

Did you talk
to Fatima's parents?

Nell's on it. I thought it'd be
less jarring coming from her.

Okay. So, what did she say?
Just that we need to talk to them

on behalf of their daughter.
Oh, God.

They must be worried sick.
Yeah, well,

she's gonna do her
best to keep them calm

without going into
all the details.

I just hope to God
they don't open their computers

before we have a chance
to talk to them.

No kidding. As much as
I hate getting shot at,

I prefer that over
this part of the job.

What if it was us?

What are talking about?
That has been us.

We have both been
in that exact same situation.

No, Deeks, I'm saying
what if this was our kid?

Okay, that I can't imagine.

But you know what?
I don't have to.

I don't have to imagine that
'cause it's never gonna happen.

What if our son or daughter

wants to follow
in our footsteps?

That is not an option.

Listen, if they want to go
to medical school

and all go off
and become doctors,

that's fantastic.
Teachers, even better.

They want to open up
a boutique dog grooming service,

fantastic. I'm all for that.

It's just going
into law enforcement,

that's not an option.

Well, what if they want
to serve their country?

I think that's great. I think
they should serve their country.

But there's
other ways to do that

that's not doing what we do.

And we do what we do
so they don't have to.

That's the whole point
of parenthood.

Sweetie, you can't dictate
what our kids want to do.

I'm not dictating.
There's no dictating here.

I'm literally just laying down
some basic rules.

There's-there's no drugs,
there's no porn,

and there's no jobs
where they're getting shot at.

That's hypocritical of you.

What?! I was never in porn.

No, but you were
an exotic dancer.

That's gateway behavior.

I mean,
one minute you're twerking,

bare-chested,
with a bow tie on...

There was no twerking.
...and the next thing you know,

you're, like, in the Valley
shooting a parody of Toy Story.

Oh, don't do that to me.
I love that--

You just ruined it forever.

You know we're gonna be
terrible parents.

We're gonna be
the worst parents.

I hope there's a guidebook.

Some sort of Cliff Notes.

But it doesn't matter.
You want to know why?

'Cause those kids are
gonna have great hair

and fantastic teeth,
and that's what matters.

(sucks air through teeth)

God, have you seen that?

Will you kiss me?

Is it too late to reconsider?

(indistinct chatter)

That's him sitting alone.

You want to introduce us?

That's never gonna happen.

The minute he makes us,
he's gonna bolt.

Then don't let him make us.

We got him.

Where is he?

I don't see him.

Maybe he ducked into a shop.

Nothing?
No. He didn't double back.

Sabatino, you on him?

Sabatino!

Maybe his comms are out.

Shukran.

SAM: Sabatino.
CALLEN: Sabatino.

(speaking Arabic)

(Sam speaking Arabic)

One of their agents was captured
by Bedouin smugglers.

How the hell is that my problem?

You're American?

All right, I'm gonna
get up now.

What the hell is
going on here, Sabatino?

Why didn't you tell us
this guy was CIA?

We like to keep
that stuff secret.

We find that it
helps us live longer.

These guys are your friends?

Eh, I wouldn't go
that far.

Look, one of our agents...
Was captured

in a joint task force raid
three days ago. So what?

Bedouin smugglers deal
with human trafficking.

Buy her back.

It's not that simple.

The people who have her
posted a video.

They want a ransom,
or they're gonna kill her.

We need your help finding her.
No way.

Why not?
I can't help you.

An American citizen,
a federal agent,

is gonna be assassinated
unless we save her.

I've spent two years
building my cover here.

I help you, we save one person
if we're lucky.

My cover allows me to save
hundreds of lives every month.

We won't blow your
cover. Come on.

You probably just did.

I expect more
from you, Sabatino.

Listen, let us show you
the hostage video.

Just point us
in the right direction.

Talk to the local authorities.

Oh, come on. You know
that's not an option.

If something happens to her...

her blood is on your hands.

The evacuation zone in Rafa.

Two hours.

Don't follow me out.

♪ $100,000,
what you owe on it? ♪

♪ 25,000, when it March,
I let it go ♪

♪ White diamonds... ♪

Two hours.

(beeps)

MRS. NAMAZI: Please don't hurt
our daughter.

She's a good,
kind woman,

and we will do anything
to get her back.

We will have the money you
requested in a matter of hours.

Please contact us
at this number

or e-mail with instructions on
how to get the money to you.

Great. Thank you.

I know that was
really hard.

Now what happens?

So, one of our colleagues
will upload that

to several known
jihadist websites,

and hopefully,
they will see it.

What if they don't?
KENSI: They will.

They want to get paid.

Listen, your daughter
is very special to us.

She's part of this team,
so I promise you

we are gonna do
everything we can

to get her home
safe and sound.

Thank you.

Of course. Of course.
Yeah.

SAM:
Well, this looks

like the perfect place
for an ambush.

Relax.
I am relaxed.

Just stating facts.
It's true.

He's very relaxed
before an ambush.

What's this guy's story?

Well, bright kid
from Atlanta in a bad situation

on his way
to becoming another statistic.

Old-timer in the neighborhood
took him to a recruiter,

gave him a way out.

All those street smarts made him
the perfect candidate to, uh,

you know, work in the
Wild West over here.

Now he smuggles contraband
into Gaza using one

of the 12 hundred tunnels
that run along the border.

12 hundred?

Mm-hmm.

Ah, stay cool, gents.
SAM: We're cool.

CALLEN:
Yeah, as long

as they stay cool.

We're here to see Al-Ghajaru.

(music playing faintly)

You saw the video?

Yeah. I know this guy.

His real name is Fayyaad
Al-Radwan Bani Khalid,

but he calls
himself "Cobra."

SABATINO:
At least it's shorter.

He started as a jihadi
with a group known as "ABM."

Ansar Bait al-Maqdis--

"Supporters
of the Holy House."

Yeah, we think Fayyaad
fought with Al-Qaeda

before ABM aligned
itself with ISIL.

He deals with guns and
drugs, but kidnapping

a Westerner is a popular
way to raise money.

Where do we find him?

I'm trying to find these guys,
but they move around a lot

to avoid being captured or
killed by a drone strike.

Have you ever
dealt with him?

Not directly, but I have
dealt with his fighters.

Can you set up a meet?

There's no reason
to meet with me.

He'd suspect something.

What if we wanted
to trade him something?

Like... stockpile of weapons?

You got the stockpile
of weapons?

Don't look at me.

No, grabbing one of Cobra's men
is not gonna guarantee

we get to him, and Fatima's time
is running out.

What if we brought him
another hostage?

Someone he couldn't resist?
Like who?

Like me.
He's not gonna trust you.

Yeah, but he trusts you.

You can say you picked me up
while I was searching

for the hostage
he's currently holding.

You sure you want to do this, G?

The only way
one of us is gonna get

to Fatima is
as another hostage.

You know this could be very bad.

They don't care.
In fact, I'm pretty sure

they're trying to suck me
into some sort of suicide pact.

(phone ringing)

(speaking Arabic)

Fayyad is in the tunnel
he uses for smuggling.

That's probably where
he's keeping her.

You know where it is?

Not exactly,
but I know the area.

Can you get word
to one of his soldiers?

♪ Quarter million
in a trash bag... ♪

You sure you want to do this?

I don't want to...
but we need to.

♪ I pay a little change... ♪

Make the call.

♪ Need to get your money back,
diamonds ain't the same ♪

♪ I put on Dior, my chest out
like I'm Rick James... ♪

Hey, how are you
guys holding up?

Uh, hanging in there.

By a thread of delirium.

Did Eric post the Namazi video?
Yup.

And?
Well, nothing yet.

We're monitoring the phone
number and e-mail we provided.

As soon as someone responds,
we'll be on it.

How are Fatima's parents
holding up?

Well, better
than I would be.

Did you talk
to Callen and Sam?

Yes. They are working with
Sabatino and another CIA officer

to hopefully arrange a meeting
with the kidnappers.

How do they plan on doing that?

Uh, no specifics
just yet,

but they have a plan.

Let's hope they do.

Two of Fayyad's men
are posted guard out front.

The entrance to the tunnels
is inside the tent.

Okay. We'll take care
of the guards,

and then we'll move in
after you.

You ready?

This goes sideways,
get the hell out of here.

You know that's not gonna happen.
SABATINO: Yeah, but...

that sounds like
a good contingency plan to me.

I'm just saying. You know,
should it go sideways.

SAM: Stop being a coward, Sabatino.
You don't know the future. I mean...

(vehicle approaching)

(speaking Arabic)

(grunts)

(grunts softly)

(speaking Arabic)

You're getting some company.

What are you talking about?

Al-Ghajaru.

I'm honored.

What have you brought me?

I heard you're back
in the hostage business.

He's one of the American
soldiers sent to locate her.

Do you know this man?

They didn't send anyone
to find me.

She's lying. Of course they did.

(soft clattering nearby)

(grunting)

How much?

50%.
Ten.

KHAN:
25

and the use of your tunnel.

(yelling)
FATIMA: Callen!

(grunting)

(gunfire continues)

You okay?

Yeah. How did you find me?

It was a group effort.

(grunts)

We all good here?
CALLEN: Almost.

SABATINO:
Get her out of here!

Sabatino, go with them.

Gladly.

Go! I got this.

I got this.
You shoot that thing

down here with all those weapons
and fuel,

you'll blow this whole place up.

That's the plan.
Fair enough.

(rumbling)

(both panting)

CALLEN:
Where's Sam?

He stayed back with Khan.

Stay with her.
Go! Go! Go!

Run!

♪ ♪

Well...

I guess this means
your cover's still intact.

Dead men tell no secrets.

Special Agent Fatima Namazi,

CIA Officer Kadri Kashan Khan.

It's nice to meet you.

Likewise.

Thank you. We owe you.

Yeah, well, what about me?

Yeah. We owe you
one, too, Sabatino.

Damn right you do.

I think I owe all of you.

No, no, no,
it's just, uh, good

to get out of the office
for a couple days.

SAM: Not so fast.
Might be nice to have

someone type up the after-action
reports on this one.

(laughs)

Don't push your luck, Sam.

CALLEN: Let's get you
out of here.

Call your parents.

They're gonna want
to hear from you.

(softly):
Okay.

(sighs):
Oh...

FATIMA:
Mom, Dad.

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