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CALLEN: It's your last chance,
Asakeem!

We've been hit! Hang on!

SAM:
She's got no radial pulse.

DOCTOR:
She's still in a coma.

DEEKS:
I hope he was worth it.

I want more time with you

and my children.

SAM:
Aimon Shah.

SAM:
Give me a name!

Hetty's gone.
She has retired, officially.

NELL: Admiral Albert
Jethro Chegwidden.

Close friend of Hetty Lange.

BRIDGES:
Remember how I said

we had to raise
all the money

for our mission
in Southeast Asia?

HETTY:
It wasn't money, it was gold.

You came back for the gold,
but not for me.

How much do you want?

DANG:
For him? Nothing.

You, on the other hand,

gonna fetch
a pretty penny.

♪ ♪

OFFICER (over speaker):
Customs and Border Patrol.

(sirens wailing)

(engine stops)

Where you headed?

Fresno?

What are you hauling?

Fertilizer.

Can you open the back?

(device beeps, trills)

(grunts)

We got visitors.

Let's get that first row
knocked off, quickly.

I see 'em.

All right, light 'em up.

How many we got?
Six.

(rapid gunfire)

♪ NCIS: LA 9x08 ♪
This Is What We Do
Original Air Date on November 19,

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(men speaking Vietnamese)

(man grunts)

(shouting in Vietnamese)

(men speaking Vietnamese)

Would you like
some fruit?

I had a big lunch,

about a week ago.

How do you think
this is gonna end?

With a bullet in your head.

(laughs)

I don't think so.

Your future now in the hand
of the highest bidder.

North Korea, China, Russia,

even Iran
made an offer.

So nice to be wanted.

Oh, they want you, but
they want you healthy.

So I'm afraid you're just
going to have to start eating.

I hope you're hungry.

DEEKS:
Oh, this is perfect.

They got
Oreo cookie crusted

French toast with
whipped cream and berries.

Mmm, yeah, if you like diabetes
with your breakfast.

Wonder if those berries
are humanely raised.

(snickers)

Oh, no.

Oh, she brought
the guy.

What guy?

The guy, Guy,
her trainer.

Your mom has a trainer?
That's awesome.

It's not awesome. It's the exact
opposite of awesome.

It's the anti-awesome!

- Morning!
- Hi! - Oh, my God.

Guy, this is my beautiful
future daughter-in-law Kensi.

Kensi, this is my
fabulous friend Guy.

Nice to meet you.

My pleasure.

And you've met
my gunslinger son, Martin.

How's it going?

Things are spectacular, Guy.

Thank you for asking
about my well-being.

MRS. DEEKS:
Mmm. Okay.

What looks good, kids?
I'm famished.

Guy worked me out
like a dog this morning.

DEEKS:
Oh, my God.

I'm never gonna
get that out of my brain.

GUY: Bert's been telling me
about your engagement.

Congratulations.
KENSI: Thank you.

Have you set a date?

Eh...

Actually, no.

When are we
getting married, babe?

February 29th.

Huh?
Is this a leap year coming up?

Yeah.

- No.
- You don't know that.

You don't have a calendar
in front of you.

You don't just know
the dates of things.

It could be a leap year.
Not a leap year.

- Got one coming up pretty quick.
- Yeah.

Oh, no. Here we go.

Oh, shoot.

Son of a Pop-Tart.

- We got to go, babe. We got a case.
- Aw...

Interesting.
I didn't get anything.

No, it's for my eyes only.
It's an X-K red 20.

Is there something wrong?

No. I told you,
they're secret agents.

They do this stuff all the time.

Kensi almost got herself
killed last year

getting Osama bin Laden.

Oh, no. No, no, no.
No, that was...

We did not get
Osama bin Laden.

That was, like,
two thousand and...

Well, it was one of
the bin Ladens.

Yeah, we got
Sheckie bin Laden, Mom.

That's who we got,
good old Sheckie

when he was ordering a lox plate
at Nate and Al's.

We took him down.

We got to go.
No, Kensi, honey.

You don't have to wait
to get married to have children.

I didn't, and look.
(clicks tongue)

Yeah, look how well
that turned out.

Okay. Don't worry about us.
We'll pick up the tab.

I want to get the tab, 'cause
I don't want you to complain

from now until Thanksgiving.
I'll give you $100.

This way, you can do
some more lunges.

MRS. DEEKS:
Huh. Thank you, sweetheart.

Be careful.

Where's Sam?

He called in sick.

Ooh, that's not good.

Sam doesn't get sick.

What did he say exactly?

He just said
he wasn't feeling well.

To be honest,
he sounded kind of rough.

Ah, damn it.

I totally forgot.

Yesterday was
Sam and Michelle's anniversary.

Oh, God.

We have a case?

Yeah, we do.

Told you.

You got lucky.

Where's Sam?

He called in sick.

What?
That's not good.

Yeah, we've been through that.

I got it covered.

Okay.
Okay.

Then what are
we looking at?

Well, Border Patrol
pulled over a vehicle

in a routine inspection
early this morning,

and it turned into
a bloody massacre.

Three Border Patrol officers
were shot--

two dead on the scene,
one still fighting for his life.

Several illegal immigrants
were also gunned down.

Why is NCIS
involved in this?

Uh, this happened
on Highway 76,

right outside
Fallbrook, California,

which also happens to be

the avocado capital
of the world.

And right alongside the
east border of Camp Pendleton.

KENSI:
Okay, so we have

a bunch of armed hostiles coming
in through the Mexican border,

attempting to infiltrate
Camp Pendleton?

That sounds like
a suicide mission.

Yeah.

It's probably unrelated
to the Marine base,

but Mosley's secured a chopper
to take you guys

to the crime scene,
just in case.

All right, you two go.
I'm gonna grab Sam.

We'll meet you after.

You got it.
On it.

(sea lion groans)

What's wrong with you?

(groans)

(chuckles)

(knocks)

Permission to come aboard?

Oh.

Looks like it was
quite a party last night.

Did you drink
all this?

Otis had some, too.

You gave whiskey to a sea lion?

Of course not.

He only drinks beer.

Right.

Okay, Jacques Cousteau,
on your feet.

I called in sick.

You're not sick,
you're hungover.

Same thing.
Mm-hmm. Come on.

I'll get you some coffee
on the way.

Let's go.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no...

I need to sleep this off.

No time to sleep.
Here we go.

There we go.
You know what?

Hold this.

I'm sorry.
Sorry for what?

Go ahead.

(vomiting)

Oh, yeah.

There you go. Let it out.

You'll feel better, eventually.

(groans)

(sighs)

CALLEN: You should be
ashamed of yourself, too.

Keep an eye on the boat, Otis.

(burps)

Wow.

This was brutal.

Yeah.

They killed the Border Patrol
officers first,

and then illegals, shooting them
in the back as they ran away.

In the back?
Why would they do that?

Maybe they didn't want them
to talk if they got captured.

They also shot the driver
in the back of the head

while he was
still handcuffed.

I mean, this is
a bloody execution squad.

Large caliber weapons.

These guys meant business.
They also stole

a CBP vehicle and headed north.

Just another Sunday
in paradise.

Lucky us.

Am I supposed to be
following you

or you just
going over there to pee?

Hi.

Can you tell me
your name?

¿Cuál es tu nombre?

Do you have any relatives
in the United States?

¿Tiene parientes en
los Estados Unidos?

DEEKS:
Bueno, bueno, bueno.

No temas,
Tío Marty está aquí...

...con algunas golosinas.

Really?

Couldn't have gotten him a salad

or maybe something
a little healthier?

Well, he's in
America now,

so we got to get his body mass
index up just so he can fit in.

(sighs)

I'd kill for
that burger.

Man, when you go down,
you go down hard.

(chuckles)

I miss her, G.

I know you do.

Hurts every day.

And it doesn't get any better.

Ah, it will.

Not today or tomorrow,
but, uh, one day.

Damn.

He still not saying anything?
KENSI: No, not yet.

But I'm guessing he'll
start talking once he's had

something to eat, unless
of course Deeks's hamburger

kills him first.
DEEKS: No, he's a tough kid.

He'll survive.
SAM: You guys find anything

at the crime scene?

Some heavy firepower.

Expended brass and everything
else is being dusted for prints.

And meanwhile,
the Goonies are

searching for that
stolen vehicle.

How's our lone survivor doing?

Quiet.

DEEKS: We contacted
Health and Human Services.

The Office of Refugee
Resettlement wants to put him

in a shelter until they
figure out deportation.

We got to do better than that.

He's our key witness
and under our protection

until I deem otherwise.

Hopefully he has some family here.
Well, if he does,

that might be hard to find out.

He's not speaking.

Well, would you after
what he's been through?

Hi.

How's that burger?

Do you like
video games?

Have you ever played this one?

No.

Try it. It's fun.

(laughs) Look at you.

My name is Shay.
What's your name?

Enrique.

Enrique.
That's a beautiful name.

Who knew Mosley was

good with kids?
DEEKS: Yeah, but she's cheating.

She's using video games.

That's like
Chinese brainwashing.

Who brought you here, Enrique?

My mom.

They shot her.

Look, I know you saw

some pretty terrible
things last night.

Do you know the men
who were doing the shooting?

No.

Do you know
where they were going?

No.

Did they say anything
you remember?

They didn't speak Spanish.

They weren't Mexican.

Huh.

What language
were they speaking?

MOSLEY:
I'll be right back.

Well, that's not
encouraging.

We need to get another look
at those body cams.

(sighs):
Okay.

So several... several
heavily armed foreigners

snuck into this country,

tried to pass themselves off
as illegal immigrants.

Camp Pendleton
was never the target.

Alert the other agencies and see

if they have
anything else to share.

We need to know who the hell
we're looking for.

ERIC:
Yo, yo.

FYI, CHP found the CBP SUV.

SCNR--
aka Sorry Could Not Resist.

Where?

Uh, off Topanga.

Tell them not to touch it;
want to protect the prints.

We're on our way.
ERIC: You got it.

I hope we can, too, sir.

Thank you.

Homeland Security
is sending over someone

from their
Field Intelligence Group.

They may have some leads.

Great. Glad someone does.

Uh-huh.

(sighs)

Hey, Nell.
Hi.

Hey, you find anything?

Eh, footage is too dark
for facial rec.

I've blown it up,
brightened it,

slowed it down, run it through
every filter in the book.

Hmm. What about
isolating the audio?

Eh, been there, done that,
didn't even get the T-shirt.

All I can hear is
gunfire and screaming.

I suck.

Come on.

Sounds like someone
needs a Scooby Snack.

(imitates Scooby-Doo):
Well?

Thanks for coming
so quickly.

Your SAC said that
you have some leads.

Yes, we're tracking several high
risk groups south of the border,

and there's a good chance
this is one of them.

Whoa!

Ah! Looks like I found
your secret lair.

Huh. What, uh...

What's she doing...

Uh, what are you doing here?

This is Specialist Jones

from DHS's Field
Intelligence Group.

Oh, I'm aware.
(chuckles)

Sorry, do I know you?

Yes, we met when Penelope
brought you home for Christmas.

Oh, right.

Penelope?

Yeah. This is Sydney.

She's my sister.

Yeah. What's up, Peanut?

Hi.
HIDOKO: This place

never ceases to amaze me.

CALLEN:
Let's go, Sleeping Beauty.

You're enjoying this,
aren't you?

Hey, don't do the crime
if you can't do the time.

You're quoting Baretta?

He was a good cop.

(door slams)

(inhales sharply)

Really?

(sighs)

(indistinct
police radio chatter)

Spotted it about 20 minutes ago.

Anybody of interest
in the vicinity?

- No.
- (Sam groaning)

(clears throat)

Let's go, slowpoke.

No, G!

(rapid beeping)

(groans):
Oh, man.

(officers chattering)

How's that hangover?

I saved your life,
didn't I?

Was your turn.

(chuckles)
It's always my turn.

I just saved you from that
guy a couple weeks ago.

What guy?

At the house.

The guy with the wife,
and you were under that table.

You sure that wasn't
some movie you were watching?

Lynn and Keith Stiger's house.

That's the one.

Wow, we can't leave you kids
alone for a second.

You boys okay?
SAM: Great.

Unfortunately, any bit of
evidence that might have been

in that vehicle has
been blown to hell

because of
Mr. Impatient here.

Mm, I seem to remember a time

when you could disarm a bomb
before it exploded.

You were a little younger
back then.

Oh.
(whistles)

You're really pushing
your luck today.

Uh-huh.
So did Pinky and the Brain

find anything else
from that body cam footage?

They're still looking,
but there's nothing here.

Suspects must have gotten a ride
after they dumped the SUV.

DEEKS: I'm guessing
they didn't Uber,

which means they have
help on this side.

Wonderful.

NELL:
Did you know she was coming?

I barely knew who she was.

You told me before
she was a librarian.

She is.

She volunteers.

(scoffs)
Can't believe she's here.

I can't believe you never told
me your real name is Penelope.

(sighs)
What? It's a nice name.

Yeah, maybe if you're from
Victorian England.

(Cockney accent):
She's a dirty puzzle,

that Penelope, she is.

Sydney seems nice.

(sighs) She's not
your older sister, okay?

She's bossed me around
my entire life.

She's always gotten to decide
where we went and what we did

and what we watched

and what I wore.

Maybe that's why you both are
in federal law enforcement.

Yeah, maybe because she always
forced me to play Mystery Team.

Of course she was
always Nancy Drew,

and I had to be freaking Togo.

Whoa, Togo?
Nancy Drew's dog.

Yeah, I wasn't allowed to
talk. No, I could only

point and sniff out clues.

(snickers)
I mean, come on.

That's kind of hilarious.
Or not. (clears throat)

And now she's here to
take over this case. (growls)

All right, easy, Togo.

Hey, she's in
your house now.

You're the Nellverine.

All right?

Welcome to the jungle, bitch!
Say it.

No, I'm not gonna say it.

Say it. Say it.

Whoa. Are you back on
the Count Chocula?

What are you talking about?

I can smell those marshmallows
from here.

We talked about this.

One box left over
from Halloween, okay?

One?

Smells like you bought out
Pavilions, again.

I need help.

I have a corn syrup
gorilla on my back.

You adorable little
sugar monkey.

All right.

We're gonna get
through this together.

Wonder Twin powers...

Activate.
(imitates explosion)

Form of...

A toothbrush.
Oh, man.

SYDNEY: Several special interest
aliens have tried

crossing our borders recently.

Unfortunately, not all of them
are on the same watch list.

Plus, the lists themselves
are continually being updated.

Well, it doesn't help that
these groups are constantly

changing their names and
forming new alliances.

Exactly.

Texas Rangers
recently stopped someone

with ties to Ansar al-Din.

New Mexican authorities grabbed
a guy linked to Jaysh al-Sunna.

Arizona police,
Liwa al-Haqq.

And this guy was stopped
in San Diego because he had ties

to the Nour al-Din
al-Zenki Movement.

Four different men,
four different states,

all seemingly unrelated,

but in fact all the
groups have merged

into Hay'at
Tahir al-Sham,

or HTS.
SAM: You think the guys

that shot up
the Border Patrol officers

and the immigrants
are part of Tahir al-Sham?

We think it's
a possibility.

So what's their end game?
SYDNEY: Thanks to you,

we have in custody
a high ranking member

of the Al-Nusra Front,

also known as

Jabhat Fateh al-Sham,
which is also part of HTS.

We think they may be here
because of him: Tobias Thoma,

a Syrian national
who joined the Navy

to obtain his
U.S. citizenship.

He was part of
Naval Intelligence

before deserting and
changing his name to...

Ahmed Han Asakeem.

Wait, Asakeem is
here in L.A.?

Yes. He cut a deal
to cooperate.

Excuse me.

Are there any active members
of Tahir al-Sham in the area?

We think so; we just haven't
been able to prove anything.

Well, we need to start.

DEEKS:
Kens.

You okay?

Yeah, just didn't expect
to see him again, that's all.

Well, you went through a lot
because of that guy.

Yeah, we all did.

You good, Kens?
Yeah.

Oh, and we should probably
talk about the Jones sisters.

I mean, is it just me or
do they seem like some sort of

product from a government
cloning experiment?

(laughs)

They're like Minions.
How many are there?

Are there more?
CALLEN: I'll take as many

of them as we can
get right now.

We need to get
out in front of this.

How do you expect
to do that?

We don't know who they are,
where they are,

or why they're even here.

Well, we know they murdered
several innocent people.

And they're probably not done.

But are they here
to launch a terrorist attack?

Are they a hit squad
sent here

to stop Asakeem
from talking?

I mean, hell, they could even
be here to rescue him.

(door buzzes)

(indistinct
police radio chatter)

Okay, let's go.

(tires screech)

Hey, buddy.

Long time no see.

Several members of Tahir al-Sham

have tried crossing
into the U.S. recently.

Conflict in Syria has created
a refugee crisis.

Refugees?

One doesn't have the luxury of

choosing not to fight
in my country.

I thought this was your country.
My birth country.

We were fighting some of
the same people you were:

ISIL, Hezbollah, Assad.

Your people shot us down.

You kidnapped me.
You committed treason.

I saw my people,
my blood relatives, in jeopardy,

and I did all I could
to save them.

Four armed men, possibly
from Tahir al-Sham,

killed two Border Patrol
officers and dozens of civilians

who were trying to sneak in
from Mexico last night.

Are they here
because of you?

I have no idea.

I've been in custody
for over a year.

SAM:
You get visitors.

You talk to the other people
you're being held with.

Why are they here?

I don't know.

I'm sorry.

He's lying.

Does he know
the punishment

for treason is execution?

I'm pretty sure
he's aware of that.

It doesn't seem like
the same guy

we pulled out
of the country.

Yeah, he'll do anything
to avoid Gitmo.

I want to talk to him.

That's probably not
a great idea.

Callen, let me see him,
face-to-face.

You talk. You don't touch.

Of course.

SAM: Kensi.
What?

We're serious.

No contact.

Fine.
All right, let's do this.

No, Deeks,
please just stand down.

I got this.

(door opens, closes)

Remember me?

I'm glad to see you recovered.

We almost died because of you.

I was in a coma and paralyzed
for the better part of a year.

For that I am truly sorry.

You're sorry?

I hope you accept
my deepest apologies,

and I pray for
your forgiveness.

You pray for my forgiveness?

I understand if that's hard
for you to give.

The path to forgiveness
can be long and difficult,

but it frees both parties
in the end.

Why don't you save your fortune
cookie crap for the tribunal.

Hey, check this out.

I... Oh.

Where's Nell?
I think she's avoiding me.

That's funny.
Why would she do that?

'Cause she probably
doesn't want me here.

Did you find something?
I did, actually.

But I should probably wait
till Nell and Hidoko...

Ticktock, chicken legs.
What you got?

Okay.
(clears throat)

I estimated the time it
would take to get from

the shooting in Fallbrook
down to where

the SUV was dropped off.

I figured they'd want
to ditch that vehicle

as quickly as possible,

and then get into a new
vehicle that would,

I don't know, seat four adults
plus a driver, right?

So it would be
like a minivan...

Wow, you're a rambler.

Did you find one or not?

Yeah, I-I found two, actually.

Um, they passed by
the nearest traffic camera

shortly after
my time estimate.

Now, traffic in this area is a
little sporadic at this time,

but these two vehicles, they
seem to be traveling together

and with stolen plates.

So we can't trace them?
No, dead end, but I did

get several cell phones
in that area at that time.

I'm hoping one or more of them
belong to one of our shooters

or their
not-so-nice friends.

Now I'm just waiting
on a warrant to run them.

That's why I'm here.

Let's see if any of them
are on our radar.

(tablet clicks)

Okay.

No. No. No.

Ah! Hello.

This number belongs to
a person of interest

we've been tracking
in Los Angeles:

Fazan Kamsour.

All right.

Punch it, blondie.

(both imitate explosion)

(chuckles)

Ah. Where have you been hiding?

Uh, just working.

Well, Sydney and I think
we found a prime suspect.

Oh. Great, yeah. Great.
Mm-hmm.

Great.
Okay.

(sighs) Okay.

So now that you have Asakeem,
what are you gonna do with him?

Uh, we're gonna
sell him.

Great. Now they can add
human trafficking to my charges.

You know, whoever's here,
they're not expecting this.

Hopefully this throws them off
and buys us some time

while they figure out
what's going on.

And what if they find out
this is a hoax?

Well, we're not gonna
give them time for that.

We're gonna get out in front,
we're gonna use Asakeem

to force them into action.
These guys are either

here to kill him or save him;
either way, they want him.

And what if they're here just
to launch a terrorist attack?

We don't think they're gonna
pass up the opportunity

to get Asakeem, but our play

has got to be big
and it's got to be bold.

Bigger and bolder than
what you just did?

Yes. But we need
a few things.

A Rolls-Royce?

Yeah, a white one.

I just gave you
an armored truck

and paid for you to completely
destroy a U.S. Marshals vehicle.

Oh, wait, there's more.

You want
a million dollars.

In cash? Really?

Well, we need money
to make it work.

I should have stayed in D.C.

Go big or go home.

(Arabic pop music playing)

Thanks.

(phone vibrates)

We got a situation.

Got a guy here, Aimon Shah.

Sabatino and I broke up
his place a few months back.

You think he's gonna
recognize you?

(chuckles) I held his face
to a pile of burning embers.

Yeah, people tend to remember
that sort of thing.

He just went inside
with Kamsour.

If he makes me, we're burnt.

I got him.

(Arabic pop music continues)

(gasps, speaks Arabic)
(speaks Arabic)

So sorry.
(shouting in Arabic)

I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.

- Here. I-I'll pay to have it cleaned.
- It's fine.

I'm so sorry.
Stop. Just stop.

As-salaam alaikum.

Wa alaikum as-salaam.

May I help you?

I need some help making
some travel arrangements.

This is a cafe,
not a travel agency.

How did you
get my number?

Like you, the man in the photo,
he's friends of Tahir al-Sham.

I don't know you.

I don't know your friend,
and I don't know Tahir al-Sham.

SAM: You don't know me because
I prefer not to be known.

I'm only here because
I need a time-sensitive favor,

one which I'm prepared
to pay well for.

(water running)

I'm afraid you've been
misinformed.

Your name is Fazan Kamsour.

You were born
October 5, 1984, in Beirut.

Came to this country
May 6, 2000, with your parents,

Omar and Amila,
your sister, Neela.

(water stops)

Are you kidding me?
I feel really bad.

I'm so sorry.
Please let me pay for it.

You attended USC, dropped out
in your sophomore year

to work here
in your parents' cafe.

Fine. It's $400.
It's designer.

Father died two years ago
of a heart attack.

My condolences.

Your mother lives with
your sister and her husband

in Anaheim.

Uh, can I write you a check?

No.

Information is my business.

Knowledge is
not just power,

it's also currency.

We're fighting
the same struggle.

Hidoko, you need
to keep stalling.

But you can go away.

Back door, Callen.
I need some help.

CALLEN:
Copy.

I saw to it that
our warrior brother was rescued,

but he's not safe here.

I need help getting him
someplace where he will be.

$760,000.

Untraceable bills.

Half when you accept,

the other half
once he's safely back in Syria.

As I said...

...I'm afraid you've been
misinformed.

CALLEN:
You're good, Sam.

Okay.

Here's my number,

in case you know of
someone who can help me.

The offer's only good
for 12 hours, after which

I'll be forced
to find an alternative.

Fi Amanillah.

This is my lawyer. Call him.

The CIA and the NSA
have been using you

to track the criminals
whose money you launder.

Do you really think that this
guy's gonna make a difference

when these organizations
find out

that you're the man
who brought them down?

Huh?

Really doesn't matter
how good he is in court.

It's not gonna stop them
from chopping your head off.

Tell you what.

You recite Surah...

...Surah At-Tawba,

you can walk out of here.

Ah, don't feel bad.
I can't say it either.

But then again, I'm not jihadi.

And neither are you.

Although you like
to pretend you are

by helping them
launder their money.

So this is
what's gonna happen.

As of now, you work for us.

And you get to keep doing
what you're doing.

Except that today you are
gonna send Kamsour a message.

You tell him that you had to
go home, you had to change.

Then what?

We'll call you when we need you.

They will kill me
if they know I'm helping you.

That's the
thug life, baby.

You want to be a real gangster,
now's your chance.

Only now you're playing
for the good guys.

Play on, player.

(door opens)

DEEKS: What if Kamsour
doesn't take the bait?

We make another run
using Aimon Shah.

He'll call.

Either for Asakeem or the money,
probably both.

(phone vibrates)
Oh.

Speak of the devil.

(phone vibrates)

Yeah.

Uh, no.

I'm picking the spot.

I have...

Fine.

I'll be there. Don't be late.

They called the location.

And they want me
to come alone with Asakeem.

Mm.

That's never a good sign.

(Arabic pop music playing)

Could be more inside.
Kens, you got anything?

KENSI:
No.

And I can't see through
the tinted windows either.

ERIC: Those are
the two SUVs I saw.

You were told to come alone.

I promised my wife I'd take her
to see Hamilton tonight.

Have you seen it?
No.

It's very good.
You should check it out.

Where's the money?

It's with Asakeem.

How you plan on getting him
out of the country?

It's not your concern.

Osama.

We're gonna be late.

One minute.
I like to know

what I'm getting for my money.

You're getting him to Syria.

How I do it is my business.

You said this was
gonna be quick.

Could you get back
in the car, please?

Darling, who is this?

SAM:
No one.

Asakeem!

♪ ♪

(Kamsour speaking Arabic)

(gunshot)
KENSI: We got sniper fire!

(gunfire continues)

(engine starts)

Go, go!

Kill them!

They're a hit squad.

They consider Asakeem a traitor.

(tires screech)

Behind!

CALLEN:
Kens, you got the sniper?!

Not yet.

KENSI:
Got you.

Sniper down.

Move! Go, go, go!

We're going!

NELL:
Now!

Federal agents!

Drop your weapons!

Thank you very much!

Did Nell just do that?

Your sister's a badass.

Huh.

(tires screeching)

(horn blaring)

(Callen and Deeks shouting)

(car alarm wailing)

(indistinct
police radio chatter)

I'm telling you
it didn't get hit.

I'm just doing my job.

Where are Nell
and Hidoko?

Uh, headed back.
Oh, great.

So they leave us to
clean up the mess?

It all better be in here,
Detective Deeks.

Finders keepers,
losers weepers.

KENSI:
Asakeem.

Kens...

Asakeem, stop.

Whoa, Kensi!

I will shoot you in the ass!

♪ ♪

Baby, you got
to let it go.

I'm trying.

Nice work.

Yeah, nice work.

Yeah.
Do it again sometime.

Absolutely.
(chuckles)

Ah.

Later.

- Yeah, good night.
- Bye.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I watched you
and your team today.

You were impressive.

Thanks.

It's just, you know,
what we do.

Right.
Yeah.

Well, I better
get going.

Yeah.

I have a lot of
debriefing and paperwork.

I can imagine.
(chuckles)

Bye.

You know...

you were really hard
on me as a kid.

I know.

Why?

Because the world isn't safe
for girls. Women.

I wanted you to be tougher
than me, stronger than me.

Maybe I didn't go about it
as well as I should have.

And I'm sorry for that.

Yeah.

But look at you.

You're amazing.

I'm proud of you.

See ya, Togo.

Bye, Syd.

So, uh,

Asakeem is back
in federal custody.

Aimon Shah is back on the
street working for us.

Not bad for
a day's work.

We still don't know why
those militants were here,

but we'll keep digging.

And where's your partner?

He had something to do.

I heard you had
a rough night last night.

Look, if you ever need to take

some time off,
you just let me know.

I'm good.

What's gonna
happen with him?

Well, we found an aunt

who's gonna pick him up,
after I vet her.

That's good.
I hope so.

He's had a rough start.

They're so innocent
at this age, you know?

- Still full of hope and potential.
- Yeah.

Do you have kids?

I do.

A son.

His name is Derrick.

He's, uh... he's about his age.

He's with his father.

Back in Washington?

No.

Where does he live?

I don't know, Sam.

Well, good night.

Good night.

(door opens, closes)

(sighs)

♪ ♪

(sighs)
Looking for something?

What are you doing here?

Same thing as you.

At least I hope we're here
for the same reason.

She's not here.

But you are.

So are you.

Why don't you
make yourself at home.

I am. You want one?

Sure.

I take it you don't know
where she is either.

No.

Did you know that she
officially retired?

Yeah, that's a bad sign.

I thought so, too.

It means she needed to formally
sever ties from NCIS.

Got to protect the agency from
whatever the hell she's doing.

She's selling
all her properties.

This one's still on the market.

Raising capital.

For what?

Damned if I know,
but clearly it's expensive.

Why wouldn't she just use
the gold you have?

She'd have to get our approval,

and obviously she didn't want
to get us involved either.

We found her boat.

Kauai.

What she's doing there?

She's not in Hawaii.

So where is she?

I came here hoping to find
something to tell me.

Maybe you'll have
better luck.

Good to see you again, kid.

Lock the door and reset the
alarm on your way out, would ya?

(grunting)

(door slams)

(keys jangling)

(lock clicks)

(groaning)

I figured they killed you.

(sighs)

I'm not that lucky.

That makes two of us.

(groans) Keane.

I was hoping they'd let you go.

I guess they just
like my company.

You shouldn't have
come back for me.

My life is full of things
I shouldn't have done.

You and me both, sister.

I'm so sorry I left you here.

You didn't know.

I probably would've
done the same.

No.

It was my job to know.

Or to keep looking
until I found the truth.

Well, now you have.

“And the truth
shall set you free.”

Right.

(sighs)

Does anyone know
you're here?

No.

But they'll figure it out.

How can you be sure?

I trained them.

And I left them
the tools to do this.

It's only a matter of time.

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
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