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This is David Forbes.
I'm not in right now.

Leave a message.

David, it's me again.

I think I'm being followed.
I need to see you now.

Call me when you get this.

GIRL:
Daddy!

Daddy!

- Hey!
- Hey, guys. How are you?

(motorcycle engine revving)

(gun cocking)

No! No! No!

(people screaming)

(tires squealing)

♪ NCIS: LA 3x06 ♪
Lone Wolf
Original air date on October 25, 2011

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

♪

- Hey.
- Bacon.

- Third time this week.
- Mm-hmm.

When is the last time you got
your cholesterol checked?

- Last month.
- What is it, 250, 275?

Not even close.

If you're at 300,
I'm interviewing new partners.

Sorry, pal,
you are stuck with me.

Genetically gifted-- 170.

Bacon is my friend.

Have you guys seen Deeks?

Uh, good morning to you, too.

Hi. Have you heard from him?

It's only 9:00.

I know, but he was supposed
to pick me up

at the airport this morning
and he ever showed.

That's right.
How was Hawaii?

It was fine.

Meet anyone? Go to any luaus?
Solve any crimes?

It was fine.
Back to Deeks.

I called his house number,
I called his cell.

No answer anywhere.

He's probably just hungover.

Or surfing.
Or he forgot.

Or all of the above.

(sighs)

So, yeah,

you guys are right.
Of course.

- What you eating?
- Bacon, eggs, mine.

Really?

That's it?

No phone calls to the
hospital or the morgue?

I mean, I could be lying
in a ditch someplace.

(chuckles)

You slept here?

Yeah, well, it's more
of a tactical retreat,

because my building is being
tented for termites.

Termites or fleas?

KENSI: Yeah, now that
you mention it,

Monty has been looking
kind of mangy.

You ever thought about taking
that dog to a groomer?

Maybe get that
fur problem checked out?

He's actually there right now,
and the fur problem

you're referring to is actually
called a shaggy cut.

I pay top dollar for that
at the Pampered Pooch.

Are we talking about
you or your dog?

(bird call honking)

The mating call for
the African Red-Throated Loon.

Audubon Society

membership has its privileges.

Does it?

We've got an urgent case.

CALLEN:
You need some deodorant.

About that ride,
shaggy boy.

Hey, how was Hawaii?

No, no, no.

Don't change the subject.

You're going to punish
me for this, aren't you?

Hell, yeah.

Because you left me

stranded at the airport,
I believe I get to be

master of the
car radio today.

Dear God, no-- not that
techno station again.

Reminds me of college
with all those foam parties

and strawberry-flavored
body glitter.

Shooting in Santa Monica
yesterday at 1400.

Victim is Stephanie Walters,
32 years old.

She was a former Navy
Intelligence officer.

Retired three years ago.

Lived with her fiancé,
Clifford Bosworth.

I'm searching income tax records
for a more recent employer.

Any video footage?

Just about every
storefront camera

caught a piece
of the action.

The victim had
just left a café.

She had nowhere to run.

KENSI:
He took her purse.

Looks like robbery
may have been the motive.

That was part one.

This is part two.

The shooter managed to get away,

but the rider, Jose Agosto,

died on impact.

Agosto was 25 years old

and had just about as
many arrests.

He did time
for armed robbery

and was your average
muscle for hire.

Sounds like a job for the LAPD.

Stephanie Walters made a call
before she was shot.

It was to her former boss--
Commander David Forbes,

at the Office
of Naval Intelligence.

Right.

Check Agosto's
known associates.

You two talk to
Commander Forbes.

We'll talk with
Stephanie's fiancé.

Eric, send us the address.

You got it.

- Oh, and Mr. Deeks--
- Yeah.

that blanket that you took
from my office--

Mm-hmm.
actually it's a tapestry

that once hung in
Mozart's home in Salzburg.

That explains why
it smelled so musty.

You want me to
dry-clean it for you?

Really? Really, Deeks?

Can I... hand-wash it,
cold water?

No? Okay.

Yeah, I need a do-over
on today.

There are no do-overs
in life, Mr. Deeks.

This coming from a woman
with a dozen aliases.

I heard that!

(groans)

Stephanie called me out
of the blue yesterday morning.

She said it was urgent,
so we made plans

to meet in
the afternoon.

She called you again right
before she was killed?

I was in a meeting.

She said she
was being followed,

but, by the time
I got the message,

it was too late.

Any idea who could've
been after her?

We hadn't spoken
in over six months.

I really don't know.

How long did Stephanie
work under you?

Four years-- as an electronic
intelligence operations analyst.

She was one of the best--
bright, thorough,

great sense of humor too.

Why did she leave?

Like a lot of good agents,
she burned out.

We had a grueling
operation in Serbia.

I could see it was taking
a toll on her.

Any idea what Stephanie
did after she resigned?

Stephanie had a big heart.

Six months after she left,
she joined a non-profit

that set up safe drinking water

for people in Third World countries.
Wow.

Maybe one of her

past assignments had something
to do with her murder.

I wondered the same thing.

She had top secret
security clearance

and access to a lot
of information.

Could this be related
to selling that intel?

Never.

Not the Stephanie I knew.

Cliff Bosworth?

Yeah. Who are you?

Agent Callen, NCIS.

Agent Hanna.

The police just left.

They took photos,
dusted for prints.

Didn't find anything.

We just want to ask you
a couple questions

about your fiancée
Stephanie.

What is there to say?
She's gone.

We're sorry for your loss,

but any information
you can give us

may help us find her killer.

I thought this must have been
just a random act of violence,

until I came home and
found the place like this.

Anything missing?

Just her laptop.

They must've been looking
for something else,

'cause every room
in the place was trashed.

Did Stephanie keep her valuables
anyplace special?

Well, she's...

Sorry. She...

She was a minimalist.

So the only

material things she cherished

were a necklace her
father gave her

and the engagement ring from me.

She was wearing both of them.

Clownfish...

they're hard to care for.

CLIFF: That was
Stephanie's thing.

She didn't even like me
going near the tank.

I went to clean
it out the other day

and she went
nuts about it.

I mean, she just liked to do
things a certain way, you know.

What-what are you doing?

Think I got
something.

CALLEN:
I've got gloves.

Open it up.

Singapore, Australia...

Looks like there's a little more
to Stephanie than we thought.

Any idea where she got the
fake passports and the cash?

No.

No, Stephanie and I talked
about everything.

At least I thought we did.

How long did you known her?

She walked into my nursery
a year and a half ago.

She said she wanted to
start a veggie garden.

We, uh... we worked
on it together

and things just kind of
developed from there, you know.

What did Stephanie tell you
about the job...

Nope. Nope. I'm not buying
this guy never got suspicious.

His fiancée's leading
a double life.

How do you not
realize something's up?

Maybe she was good at it--

like we are.

Tell us about
Stephanie's job

at Emerald Water
International.

She loved to make a difference,
but the travel was rough.

What was her last trip?

Frankfurt, Germany.

She got back three days ago.

Anything unusual
when she got back?

Yeah...

Yeah, she seemed distracted.

I asked her about the trip--

she didn't want
to talk about it.

She just...

She just seemed
a bit off.

At first I just thought

it was the jet lag.
At first?

She started getting phone calls
at odd times.

She'd go into the other room
to take them, you know.

I asked what was going on,

she said she was just...
she said she was just tired.

Then the day before yesterday,

she left the house in a hurry,

and, of course, I was worried,
so I followed her.

She drove to a place
in Santa Monica.

Some woman answered the door.

Can you give us an address?

Yeah, sure.

Okay.

I think he's telling the truth.

I think Stephanie
was keeping secrets.

So what was she
mixed up in?

Well, she had access
to classified material

up until three years ago.

And she traveled a lot
under different passports.

(computer trills)
ERIC: Guys, I followed up

with the café Stephanie
visited--

actually an Internet café.

Turns out she uploaded files
to a cloud drive

that belongs to Cliff.

The account was opened
two months ago.

What'd you find?

Well, it's highly encrypted,

and I'm working on it,

but it might just be easier
to ask him for the password.

We need access to your
cloud drive account.

I haven't got
a cloud drive account.

Stephanie uploaded files

to an account held in your
name before she was killed.

It was opened about
two months ago.

The only thing she opened

was something
to keep the wedding files in,

but I never looked at it.

Any idea what the password is?

She never told me.

I just checked
with Stephanie's old boss.

Those passports were not issued
by his department.

Somebody must've supplied them.

What about her current employer?

Emerald Water International is
a completely legit organization.

They've helped set up
drinking water pumps

in Third World countries

for over ten years.

- Do they have an office?
- Yeah.

Downtown Culver City.

Stephanie reported
to a woman named Abigail Johns.

We're on it.

Guys, I've been researching
Stephanie's movements.

She was in Frankfurt
last week, like Cliff said,

but it was just a layover.

She ended up traveling on
to Afghanistan for the week.

See if she was working
on a water project there.

Right.

Found our shooter yet?

Uh, still looking.

But you know that woman
Stephanie visited?

Turns out she's a professor
of engineering

at Whitley University.

Dr. Calista Colby.

Now, I got a campus
security log here.

Stephanie visited her every day

since she got back from
Afghanistan three days ago.

She also placed half a dozen
calls to Dr. Colby.

The last one was just 20 minutes
before her shooting.

Well, you need engineers
to build water pumps.

Could be a colleague.

Or someone she trusts.

Maybe she can tell us
what Stephanie was up to.

(indistinct chatter)

WOMAN:
Okay.

Abigail Johns?

Can I help you?

Special Agent Kensi Blye, NCIS.

Detective Marty Deeks, LAPD.

We'd like to talk to you
about Stephanie Walters.

Is she okay?

Um, I'm sorry to have
to deliver the news.

She was actually shot and killed
yesterday.

Oh, my God!
It would really help us out

if you could answer
a few questions.

Of course. Anything.

Can you tell us about
your work in Afghanistan?

Afghanistan?

Oh, we don't work
in Afghanistan.

Is it possible that Stephanie
joined a project that

you didn't know about?

Not with our organization.

We haven't expanded
into the Middle East yet.

But she was there on a water
project only last week.

Oh, I'm sorry, Stephanie hasn't
worked for Emerald Water

for... six months.

(sighs)

G.

The body's still warm.

Looks like a gunshot
wound to the chest.

ERIC (on phone):
Yo.

Eric, Dr. Colby's been shot.

Notify LAPD,

and have the campus
locked down.

Got a passport.

Departure stamp-- Kabul
International Airport;

dated three days ago.

- Three days ago?
- Yeah.

That's the same day Stephanie
left Afghanistan.

And now they're both dead.

So what were
an engineering professor

and a former intelligence agent
doing together in Kabul?

Maybe he knows something.

Any leads on Dr. Colby's killer?

Campus is shut down
and being swept.

I'm just waiting to get
their security footage.

In the meantime,

we were able to access
Dr. Colby's bank account.

She received a wire transfer
for $50,000 two weeks ago.

Strangely enough,

Stephanie received the same
amount on the same day.

That's big lump sum payments.

Same source?

It didn't appear
to be at first,

but we traced the funds through
several shell corporations

and found both
wires originated

in the same Swiss bank.

Do we have any idea
who's paying?

Yes. A man named Larry Basser.

He's a former NSA agent.

Any ties to Afghanistan?

He's been all over
the Middle East.

Joined the NSA after a career
in the Army.

ERIC: Spent lots of time in
Russia in the early '80s.

He settled down in L.A.

He's got memberships
to three yacht clubs

and two country clubs.

Wait a second.

DEEKS: Uh, is that who
I think it is with Basser?

Hetty?

(gun firing)

(shell casings clinking)

Basser and I worked
together in the '80s.

He was a courageous soldier
and a first class agent,

but he considered himself
somewhat of a maverick,

which is to say that
he ruffled a lot of feathers.

I know the type.

So that's why you wanted us
on the case.

You knew Basser was involved.

I didn't know for certain.

Did you use us to do
your leg work?

You have longer legs.

Why'd Basser leave the NSA?

He was ousted when a, uh, a case

he was running in Fallujah
ended tragically.

How tragically?

Several agents were killed.

Many believed
Basser was to blame.

Do you believe that?

I believe war is very messy,

and unless you're
in the middle of it,

it's easy
to point the finger.

Hmm. So what's he
been doing since?

Last I heard, he was running
a private intelligence network.

So let's pay him a visit.

Not so fast, Mr. Callen.

Basser is
the ultimate lone wolf,

and he's a tricky
bastard at that.

He is extremely good
at what he does.

You won't get through the door.

I will.

And I'll remember to
leave it unlocked for you.

(thermos and cup clattering)

What the hell is that?

It's kale lemonade.

You should have some.

Scrape out that bacon
grease from breakfast.

No, thank you.

It's fresh.

Made it with my new
four-in-one juicer.

How much do you spend every year

on late-night
infomercial purchases?

You got the upside-down
tomato grower.

You got the crystal bulbs
that water your plants.

You got the ginzu knife
that can cut through glass.

All necessities.
And, of course, the Chillow--

"the amazing pillow
that stays cool."

Who sleeps like a baby
on a hot summer's night?

Cheers.

CALLEN: And drink up.
It's showtime.

- Come in.
- Thank you.

(feet pattering on floor)

Uh... come on!

Whoa! Careful, boys.

No running in the house.

I see you've met my two little
monsters-- Mark and Ed.

Horrible manners;
they take after my ex.

(chuckles)

Boys, come back
in here.

Please?

Say hello to Ms. Lange.

Hi.

Bye!

(Hetty laughs)

The ex has custody;
I get them once a month.

You know, they make three tours
of duty look like a cakewalk,

but I miss them like hell
when they're not here.

I'm sure.

Henrietta, you look great.

Oh.

BOTH:
Mmm...

HETTY:
Thanks.

Ah, that was a great view
of Basser's belt buckle.

If Hetty would only...
Tippy, tippy-toes?

Yeah.

Got it covered, guys.

I installed an adjustable camera
lens in the old Hetty-cam.

That's better.

How long has it been--
20 years?

HETTY:
Oh, longer.

Islamabad was '87.

I remember that night
like it was yesterday.

HETTY:
So do I.

You saved my life.

BASSER: Nothing you wouldn't
have done for me.

Come on in.

Yeah, we had
some wild times.

Indeed, we did.

Do you remember that
hand-off in Berlin?

Oh.

And the dinner with
the Saudi prince?

(chuckling):
Yeah.

Moscow?

Don't remind me.

I still shiver when I think back
on those cold winter nights.

Did you ever get
the scotch I sent you?

I feel guilty
just looking at it.

It's no good to Saddam now.

Well, I'm saving it
for a special occasion.

Classic Hetty.

You always had such restraint.

BASSER: Cheers.
- Is it just me or are they flirting?

(glasses clinking)
Nope. Just you.

Really?

Nah.

Oh, come on. Th-The long
winter's nights and the,

and th-the scotch
drinking?

Okay.

You know what, don't worry
if you can't see it.

It's more of a master's class
anyway.

(phone ringing)

Yeah, Eric.

I've accessed all of Basser's
security cams.

We've got every inch
of that house covered.

You and Sam are good to go.

Floor plan?

Sending it to you now.

Basser's office is upstairs.

Master bedroom downstairs.

First door on the left.

Let's do it.

Let's roll.

What's your connection

to Stephanie Walters
and Dr. Calista Colby?

They were two of
my operatives.

Stephanie was one of my
most skilled negotiators.

She brokered
numerous ceasefires

between local tribal leaders
in southern Afghanistan.

And Dr. Colby?

She was advising
the engineering companies

working on the country's
infrastructure,

namely the building
of the highway

connecting Gardez with Khost.

You look skeptical.

Contact the CIA.

I was making
regular progress reports.

I'll talk to Langley,
see if the files exist.

(whispers): I'll search
for the files in his bedroom.

Could use a little help here
with a password, Eric.

All right, give me a sec.

HETTY:
How did you meet Stephanie?

BASSER:
Through a friend in Norfolk.

I wish I had more information
for you, but, uh...

this is all I know.

Trouble.

Sam, you got
a five-year-old bogey

down the hall to your left.

Which way do I go?

Uh, he's coming right at you.

Just duck in where you can.

What-What the...?

What are you doing
in my playroom?

(sighs)

Fixing the lights.

I'm supposed to scream
if strangers talk to me.

What's your name?

Mark.

My name is Sam.

Now we're not
strangers.

Then what are you doing here?

Want to see
a cool trick?

- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
- You do?

Let's see.

I'll show you something.

Got a really cool trick for you.

All right, here,
hold the deck.

Hold the deck.

Okay, so I take
this card, right?

This four of hearts.

- See it?
- Yeah.

Okay, so I take that little
four of hearts, boom.

It becomes a queen.

That's pretty cool, huh?

HETTY:
Do you know

this man?

No, I don't know him.

Look, I have no idea

who would want
Stephanie and Dr. Colby dead.

I do know that there were a
number of radical Muslim groups

with ties to the
Taliban in the region.

And that they don't like
American interference,

and they don't like women,
and they especially don't like

the inroads we're making
through cease-fires.

Even so, it seems
a long way to come

to hunt down these two women.

Hard to believe
the Taliban has the resources.

These networks are
growing every day.

Nothing surprises
me anymore.

Almost done uploading, Houdini.

Hang in there.

Give me that ball
right there.

Toss it.

Toss me that.
All right.

Okay, watching that?

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

'Cause I've heard that

this ball likes to
just run and hide.

Okay, come here, ball.

Grab it.

Look at that, look at
that, look at that,

look at that...

Whoa.
It's gone.

Wait a minute, what's that?

What's that?

What was that doing
under that armpit?

(both laugh)

Isn't that amazing?

How'd he do that?

He's good.

(computer beeps)

All right,
you're free and clear, Callen.

Got it.

Watch this.

Okay, ready?

Ready? Okay.

Nanny's on the move.

Sam, you might want to take
the exit right behind you.

I'm gonna go now, all right?

- Bye.
- Shh.

Bye, Sam.

You knew the danger,

but you sent Stephanie
and Dr. Colby in anyway.

And you don't put your agents
in the line of fire daily?

Stephanie and Calista
knew the risks.

They believed in
what we were doing.

Look, Hetty, I'm on your side.

I'm using all my resources
to find out who killed them.

My agents are my family.

You of all people
should know that, Hetty.

It's all here.

Hundreds of reports
on Basser's network,

all sent to the CIA.

According to Nell, Langley
confirmed these were all logged.

God, they're not just
about Afghanistan either.

Some date back years.

Maybe Basser was
telling the truth

and he's providing
valuable intelligence.

Maybe he's a good guy.

ERIC:
Hey.

I got ahold of security tapes
from Whitley University.

A man entered Dr. Colby's office
after her last appointment.

Meet Greg Reyes.

He's a known associate of our
motorcycle rider Jose Agosto.

They were both suspects
in a shooting two years ago,

but there wasn't enough evidence
to charge them.

We searched
Reyes's phone records.

He received several calls
in the last two weeks

from a Dennis White.

Who is our mystery man
from Afghanistan.

What do we know about him?

He's an executive
at Talberton Oil.

That's him in Kabul
with two of our murder victims,

Stephanie Walters
and Calista Colby.

He also placed
two calls to Reyes

within an hour
of Stephanie's murder.

So what's the connection between
Stephanie Walters, Larry Basser

and tribal leaders
in Afghanistan?

And how does
an oil company fit in?

DEEKS: Unless we've
got this backwards,

maybe it's not about brokering
peace deals between warlords,

maybe it's all about oil.

CALLEN:
Dennis White?

Yeah.

NCIS.

You know a Stephanie Walters
or a Dr. Calista Colby?

Never heard of them.

- Careful, honey.
- Yeah.

Ring a bell?

I meet a lot
of people for work.

I don't even know
where that was taken.

Well, we'd ask them,
but they're both dead.

So, Eric got access to
Cliff Bosworth's cloud drive.

Turns out, Stephanie uploaded
dozens of documents--

maps, satellite images,

geophysical surveys
written by Dr. Colby,

and a purchase agreement
for a parcel 100 miles from

the pipeline being built
by Talberton Oil.

Well, that's nothing too
out of the ordinary for somebody

that's gathering intelligence
and facilitating cease-fires.

Why go to the trouble
of uploading this

to a personal cloud drive?

Because Stephanie
didn't want anyone else

to have access, for some reason.

Maybe Stephanie
and Dr. Colby uncovered

something they shouldn't have,

like a shady handshake deal
or a secret pipeline.

And Stephanie uploaded the proof
to her cloud drive.

Nell, do we know who purchased
the land in that deal?

Uh, we don't,
but I'll look into it.

Guys, guys, I'm just
getting something.

Okay, the shooter,
Greg Reyes,

popped up on
a security camera at LAX.

He was heading into

the parking garage
three hours ago.

All right, let's search
all flight manifests

around that time, figure out
where this guy was going.

Actually, he never even
got on a plane.

Cameras caught him
leaving 45 minutes later.

Eric, zoom in.

He was picking someone up.

Whoa.

That's Casey Freed.

He's another one of
Basser's operatives.

Stephanie mentioned him
in one of her reports.

They met a week ago
in Afghanistan.

Uh, just flew in from Kabul,
cleared customs at LAX.

Swiped his credit card
at The Sunset House.

That's a private
members-only club.

There's a five-year waitlist
just to get on the waitlist.

Shall we?

I think we shall.

How come I always have to be
the straight-laced-- thanks--

boring one
and you get to be the...

The handsome
and witty one?

'Cause that kind of
just comes naturally.

No cover is gonna
conceal that.

(laughs)

I say that I am a stylist
from Paris flying through L.A.

for an awards show,
and you get to be my intern.

Your intern?
Are you serious?

'Cause I could
be your model.

Or we could just
ask Casey Freed

why he was picked up
at LAX by a hit man.

If he's working with Basser,
he's not gonna talk.

He's gonna stall until
the deal goes through.

All right, so we're just
gonna agree to disagree then?

Yep.

So, stalemate.

Uh, more like
a standoff.

So what are we doing
about cover?

(chuckles): Well, like I said,
it's a standoff.

So...

Snooze, you lose!

- What?
- See you up there.

Deeks, wait. I...

I have no idea
what happened.

I didn't know they were dead
until you told me.

What's your connection
with Greg Reyes?

He's private security.

He travels with me
to Afghanistan.

SAM:
You spoke to Reyes

twice last night. Why?

I leave for Kabul tomorrow.

We needed to discuss
my itinerary.

And your connection
with Larry Basser?

(sighs)

He's the one
who introduced me to Reyes.

Basser is a consultant
for my company.

As part of his contract,

he provides executive security
when we travel.

What other services
does Basser provide?

We hired him for his contacts
in Afghanistan--

people on the ground

who have connections
to local tribal leaders.

We're constructing
a major oil pipeline

that runs through an area
controlled by a local tribe.

And you were facing opposition.

The tribal leader's
against it.

So you needed Basser
to negotiate with him.

Yeah.

What was your interaction
with Stephanie?

Well, we met for the first time
about five days ago.

But I'd call it more
a confrontation than a meeting.

She had just discovered that
Basser was using her connections

to help my company
secure the oil pipeline.

She thought she was there

to broker peace deals
for the military.

Stephanie left the meeting
very angry.

Did she speak
with Basser

after she found out?
I don't know.

I never saw her again.

And Larry said he'd handle it.

Handle what exactly?

The tribal leader.

And when was he gonna do that?

Today.

Oh.

(British accent):
Don't be so glum, sweetheart.

Come meet Melissa Peters.
She manages the club.

Nice to meet you, Ines.

I am so sorry...

about your situation.

DEEKS:
Oh, don't be shy.

It's all over the tabloids.
The whole world knows that

that love-rat footballer
dumped you at the altar.

600 guests

at Blenheim Palace.

Duke and Duchess of Cambridge,
uh, Sir Elton, Dame Edna.

I mean, this is

probably the worst thing you can
do to a woman, am I right?

(sighs)

I just went through
a bad breakup myself.

You did?

It'll take time, Ines.

Takes time.
Bikram yoga

and burning his photos
will help.

Oh.

I was just saying
to Melissa that we managed

to avoid the paparazzi
on Sunset.

Somehow, they caught wind

that Brazil's most famous
topless model

escaped to L.A.
after her doomed wedding.

We just want to
have a quiet bite.

I thought that, um, our club in
London had arranged everything.

Normally, we don't have
reciprocal privileges,

even with the Molton House

in London,

but I'll make an exception.

(laughs)

Go ahead that way.

You'll find the pool,
a restaurant and two bars.

You're an angel.

You are. I'm in
love with you.

I am.

Positively
in love with you.

(laughs)

That was your English accent?

Yeah, but it kept slipping
between Captain Jack Sparrow

and Mary Poppins.
Mm-hmm.

And topless model?

What are you talking about?
That's a compliment.

Have you seen those
Brazilian magazines?

They have high standards there.
(chuckles)

And isn't Ines the name of

that burlesque dancer/
professional mud wrestler

that you were seeing?

Again, a compliment.

She's both
graceful and athletic.

Okay. Oh, heads up.

There's Freed, and
he's on his laptop.

Just who we need.

Do your thing, Ines.

Wow.

- That just happened.
- Good?

- Yeah.
- Good?

Definitely.

Definitely... good.

(indistinct chatter)

(with Portuguese accent):
Is this seat taken?

All yours.

I'll have what he's
having, please.

Where are you from?

I'm from a small town
outside of Rio.

BARTENDER:
Here you go.

KENSI:
Thank you.

I've only been
here one week.

How do you like it?

It's wonderful except
the policy at the pool.

I don't know why they
require a bathing suit

when we are swimming
here, you know?

(giggling):
It's so silly.

Mmm.

Is that Beverly Hills?

Um, over there by the ocean,

and, uh, that's
the Hollywood Hills.

(gasps)

Oh, I always wanted to see the
Hollywood sign when I was a kid.

Mm... hmm. Anyway, saúde.

So where are you from?

Anything come up
on Freed's hard drive?

Yeah, a potential goldmine.

He's another one
of Basser's operatives.

We found the usual
intelligence reports,

but there is one odd thing--

Basser sent the tribal leader
classified information

on Talberton's pipeline.

I thought Basser was working
with the oil company.

That can only mean one thing.

Basser's going to use the tribal
leader to attack the pipeline.

(alarm beeps)
Oh, boy.

Someone is trying to access
Basser's encrypted site

using Stephanie's log-in name.

You got an IP address?

(typing)

Yeah.

Cliff and Stephanie's house.

You think
Cliff's hiding something?

Let's find out.

MAN:
Come on, let's go! Let's go! Go!

Let's go! Go!

Freeze!
Federal agents!

(gunfire)

(panicked screaming)

(groans)

SAM:
Get out of the way!

Out of the way!

(tires screeching)
Go, go! Come on!

Any luck tracking Reyes's SUV?

- Working on it.
- What about Basser?

Well, they hit paydirt
on Stephanie's cloud drive.

Turns out the land
a hundred miles

west of the Talberton pipeline

is owned by one of Larry
Basser's shell corporations.

DEEKS: So Basser helps
the local tribal leader

blow up Talberton's pipeline.

and suddenly Talberton
is looking for a safer route.

So Basser is driving business
to the land he already owns.

Mm-hmm.

Why would a decorated soldier
and career NSA agent

betray his country?

Larry saw his best friend
die in Fallujah.

The NSA turned its back on him.

They made him the scapegoat.

He was never the same.

He lost his wife,

his career,
his reputation...

After that day,
I think a part of him decided

he would only be loyal
to himself.

Nell, how much time before
they attack that pipeline?

According to Stephanie's
intel, less than two hours.

I'll inform SecNav.

Perhaps we can cut off

the militants before
they get to the pipeline.

Hey, I just retrieved an e-mail
Cliff Bosworth got an hour ago.

From Stephanie...?!

She sent it from the Internet
café before she died,

but scheduled delivery
for today.

KENSI: "Cliff, I'm giving myself
48 hours to figure things out,

"but if anything happens to me,

"give this log-in name
and password

"to my old boss at the Navy,
David Forbes.

"He'll know what to do.

I love you. Stephanie."

That was her fail-safe.

I checked Cliff's
cell phone records--

he made a call
to Commander Forbes,

which was never picked up.

So he started digging around
on Basser's site himself.

DEEKS: Basser wouldn't
risk kidnapping Cliff,

unless he thought
he knew something.

Like where Stephanie hid
the evidence against him.

(computer beeps)
ERIC: Guys, I got Basser's guy Reyes.

He's three miles out at sea.

ERIC: Just logged on
to Basser's network.

Sam, we're gonna
need a boat.

(punch thuds, man grunts)

(groans)

(coughing)

Either he doesn't know anything,
or he's tougher than he looks.

Go to hell.

Yeah, you first.

(boat horn blows)

Please help!

(boat horn blowing)

Take over.

KENSI: Hey!
DEEKS: Hey!

KENSI: Hello!
Over here!

Stay there.

KENSI: Hello!
DEEKS: Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Help us!

Excuse me, sir!

Please help us!

There's a fire on board.

We don't have a radio.

Can you please help us?
DEEKS: Hey!

KENSI:
We need help!

Federal agent!

(yells)

(groans)

KENSI: Federal agents!
Freeze!

Drop your weapon!

Drop it!

On your knees!

Get down!

You okay?

Yeah, man.

That's quite a swing set.

Yeah, the, uh, the boys
just left.

They went back up north
with their mom.

I promised I'd have it finished
when they got back.

If she ever lets them
come back.

I'm sorry you're not going
to be able to finish it.

How much do you know?

Everything.

Thinking of shooting me, Larry?

Yeah, the thought
crossed my mind.

Why did you come?

You saved my life once.

Loyalty is important to me, too.

They're going to be here
in about five minutes,

and then my hands are tied.

Five minutes.

Not long in a lifetime.

No, it's not, at all.

(gunshot)

I got here too late.

Okay. Oh, what are we...
Heading out already?

You don't, you don't want
to grab a beer?

Hmm-mm.
No? Maybe some
Chinese food?

Or Italian? Come on, man,
I know you love Italian.

Or you and I could do
some on-line shopping.

You want to buy some shoes?

Maybe some cutlery?

You got nowhere to go, do you?

No, that's not true.

I just love spending
time with you guys.

Is that such a crime?

(zipping up bag)

Okay, fair enough.
Fumigation company called.

They said I can't get back into
my place until after midnight.

Sorry, buddy.

I got plans.

Oh.
Diving trip in Cancún.

Got a flight to catch.

(snaps fingers)

Can... Cancún?

KENSI:
Hey.

I don't mind a burger
and a beer.

Yeah?

Yeah.

If you pay.

Done.

And drive.

Done.

And do my laundry for a month.

Laundry?

Outerwear only, Deeks.

Okay?

Uh-huh.

(snickering)

Hold up.

I'm driving, buying,
washing your underwear.

(breathes deeply)

From Basser?

Indeed.

Liberated from Saddam
Hussein's personal cellar.

Care to join me?

I thought you'd never ask.

To old friends.

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SOUNDS LIKE
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JAKE FROM State Farm
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