All language subtitles for NCIS.Tony.and.Ziva.S01E08

We are taking down
Reigning Fire.

Graves killed my family.

MARTINE: If you help us

kill Aaron Graves,

you'll see Jonah's
nothing like him.

You're lucky we're
meeting in public.

Otherwise, we'd be doing
a lot more than talking

for what you did to my daughter.

-Are you two getting back together?
-BOTH: No!

ZIVA: My brain is
stuck in survival mode.

It's very hard for me
to detach from instinct.

You don't think
they're going to the

Reigning Fire gun show, do you?

-SOPHIE: It's in Paris.
-BORIS: Revenge.

A dish best served Parisian.

[Tali singing softly]

I thought we agreed
on a destination venue

because we were gonna
have a small wedding.

We did. This is.

Well, this is
everyone from NCIS,

my colleagues from school,
yours from work, and, I believe,

every single one
of your clients?

Well, to be fair, one of
those clients is Henry,

my best man.

Well, we never talked
about wedding parties.

TONY: Well, it's a wedding.

It's a party. Who do
you want to invite?

I honestly thought it
was just gonna be us,

and Tali and an officiant and...

Just us?

Well, that's not
small, that's no one.

[breathes deeply]

So do you want to just go
to the courthouse, then?

[echoing]: No, that's
not what I'm saying!

♪ -Okay, well, can
at least my dad come?

Of course he can come,
he's your father, Tony!

Can he bring a plus one?
'Cause he'll need a plus one.

-I don't know, I mean...
-[arguing indistinctly]

[high-pitched droning]

ZIVA: Tony, you're
not hearing me!

[high-pitched droning continues]

TONY: What's going on?

Hey. You all right?

Yes, I'm okay, I just, I
just need a little space.

Just...

a little space.

TONY: So that's the plan.

CLAUDETTE: You
want to break into

the Reigning Fire expo. Why?

To stop Jonah from
killing Graves?

BORIS: They have Dejan Lazar.

Aaron Graves is as good as dead.

Well, and, honestly,
getting between a warlord

and a psychopath isn't our job.

We have an idea that
could clear our names.

ZIVA: The Reigning Fire
Peacekeeping Solutions'

drone was overhead when
Jonah killed Henry.

That footage nails him.

If Jonah's planning
another mission,

is it really smart to run
another one at the same time?

ZIVA: When I told Martine
about Jonah's goons

attacking Tali, she
seemed surprised.

We're hoping it planted a
seed of doubt about him.

ZIVA: And if they're fighting,
they'll be distracted.

Whatever chaos they
stir up gives us cover.

Problem: Jonah definitely
erased the drone's memory

before returning it
to Reigning Fire.

CLAUDETTE: But maybe not
its core programming.

That drone uses an
advanced lidar scanner

to navigate its environment

and train its autopilot system.

That navigation data
would pick up people, too.

Motion, even
vibrations. We might...

might be able to
extrapolate audio.

Tech, tech, tech. And?

CLAUDETTE: If we can get access
to the Reigning Fire servers,

we might be able to
reconstruct direct evidence

of Henry's final moments.

BORIS: She means
we'll have footage.

Okay, we provide
cover and muscle.

Boris, you hack the drone,

if Claudette can get us inside.

Lucky, or maybe very unlucky,

guess which venue is hosting?

Le Corail Convention Centre.

[sighs] No way.

We tried to land
a contract there,

but we got underbid
by the anti-Claudette.

Freda fucking Floquet.

We went to uni together.

She was always a dick.

Ah, a revenge plot nestled

in an even bigger revenge
plot like a Matryoshka doll.

Okay, see you both in Paris.

Uh, sorry. I have a...

I can't, I have a honeymoon.

I have a lot of packing to do.

Laundry. My delicates
need to air-dry.

Well, remote work
is over, buddy.

-We need you back in the field.
-[stammers]

[Tony sighs]

MARTINE: How could you?

We hated Graves

for turning kids
into collateral.

She doesn't look like
collateral to me.

You crossed a line.

And you broke a promise to me.

[speaking French]

I did, I lied.

To protect you from a choice

I knew you'd find excruciating.

Oh, don't infantilize me.

No, I swear, if any harm had
come to that little girl,

I'd have killed Galimard myself.

But Tony and Ziva
found me at the prison.

We had to shake them.

They're stray dogs that won't
stop biting at our heels.

Tell me they don't worry you.

Of course they do.

And where did that
footage come from?

Hmm? Them.

They're trying to
split us apart.

You still lied to me.

I know.

I did.

I am sorry.

Truly, I am.

How am I supposed to trust you?

We are so close, my love.

Tomorrow we kill Graves.

Destroy Reigning Fire.

♪

Checking in.

'Cause this is...

I'll say...

ambitious.

But I owe it to Henry.

I also know I have blinders on.

We both owe it to him.

Mm.

"It" being wanted fugitives

walking into a convention center

filled with soldiers and cops

being hosted by an arms dealer

who thinks we attacked him.

[chuckles] Scary much?

I know.

But if we don't stop Jonah,

expose him and end this...

...what happens to us?

To Tali?

And what is it
that we tell Tali?

One ambitious mission

at a time.

Mm.

♪ ♪

♪

Oh, God, I'm sweating.
They can see me sweating.

[exhales] We'll be all right.
The hardest part of getting

into Freda's database
was waiting for Tony

to choose his look.

Don't judge, we're wanted.

Just trying to blend in with
these government buyers.

"Funny, what a grown man
will do for a living."

Magnum, P.I.

I don't see Tom Selleck.

More like Groucho Marx.

I see a bit of Tom Selleck.

ZIVA: Oh, come on.

♪ ♪

TONY: There we go.

[computer chimes]

I remember you.

From last month
at the boat expo.

The beard's coming
in. Looks good, man.

So you shop for boats
and military weapons?

I'm a sort of jack
of all trades,

master of none.

I'm also a fan of Phillip II.

You know him? Armada?

Sorry, he likes to watch
the History Channel.

I love the History Channel.

That's my boy.

-Thanks.
-I'm sure you do.

[exhales]

♪ ♪

TONY: Hey, look, it's
our prison break drone.

Tony, problem: it's not just

the venue guards
we're up against.

Reigning Fire brought
their own security.

TONY: Well, I guess Reigning
Fire didn't trust Freda's guys

to protect the merchandise.

Except the way to the
server room is also blocked.

Abort, fall back,
retreat, all of the above.

Hey, hey, my powerful falcon.

You remind me of somebody
I used to call "probie."

He needed to relax.

So do you.

Ziva and I will clear a
path to the server room.

Why don't you help Claudette
get us some keycard access?

-Yeah.
-Well, there's the belle of the ball...

Aaron Graves.

Was your non-profit inspired by
your own injury in the field?

Yes, yes.

A faulty bomb
detonated near my head.

I'm very lucky to
be alive, actually.

Do you still suffer
any symptoms?

I developed dyslexia.

Increasing numbers
of soldiers are

developing these
traumatic brain injuries

from firing your weapons.

Do you not feel any
sense of hypocrisy?

Try asking a soldier in
the field if he feels safer

without one of my
weapons in his hand.

Use that as a sound bite.

Oh, and if you ever thought
that scrambling a few

letters and numbers in my
head ever held me back,

take a look around.

Who is that dreadful woman?

I swear to God.

[indistinct chatter]

I'll see you soon.

Good luck.

[indistinct chatter]

JONAH: Mr. Graves.

Jonah Markham.

-Interpol.
-Ah.

Pleasure's mine.

I appreciate your cooperation

lining up our stories
about the drone.

Can't give those vultures
an ounce of fucking meat.

Of course.

Yeah, good shit, Jason.

[indistinct chatter]

There's Freda.

All right.

[breathes deeply]

Oh, God, I hate her.

-I hate her.
-Ah.

I thought I was the nervous one.

I am not nervous, I'm nauseous.

She makes me want to vomit.

You know she used to call me?

"Bubble Wrap," because
she said I typed too loud.

Not that often, but you know.

Hey!

Pull yourself together.

She should puke at
the sight of you.

No, wait, she should...

-she should...
-I know what you meant, Boris, thank you.

Just tell me

the second

the keycard is cloned.

Because the scanner
will be in my bag.

BORIS: Get as close
to her keycard

as you can. You can do this.

Here she comes.

FREDA: But if they undermine you
again, you just come and tell...

Claudette Caron?

-Hi.
-Uh, get to your post.

Freda, hi.

How are you? It's been

-so long...
-How amazing to see you!

I was so worried after
your company went under.

I thought you might
be, uh, in hiding?

Or prison?

Ah, yes, it was a nasty shock,

but I am good, thank you.

Been freelance consulting.

This is my colleague, Boris.

BORIS: Good to meet you.

I've heard such
wonderful things.

Of course you
landed on your feet.

You were always the best
at doing whatever it takes

to get ahead.

Well, you've cracked the code.

Running security at a security
conference, really impressive.

I honestly can't stop thinking
where would this place be now

if they'd signed with you?

It's sad you two aren't closer.

Oh, you know, we
fell out of touch

after school, but it is so
great to see you doing so well.

Yeah, I'm sure you're surprised.

You had the better grades, but,

no offense, your code was, uh,

textbook.

And in the real world you
have to be more, uh...

-Lazy?
-Sorry?

Tell me, what do you
know about good code,

besides pieces you
copy from the web

or have AI generate for you?

Let's try to be nice.

BORIS: Sure. Some advice.

Lick Claudette's boots and
pray some of her genius

soaks into your lone brain cell.

Boris!

That is my friend.

I am so sorry.

I didn't mean for this to turn

-so confrontational.
-[patting back]

But I'm so happy
to see you succeed.

Nice to meet you.

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

Graves sure came prepared.

TONY: So how do we clear the
way to the server room entrance?

ZIVA: I count five
soldiers with direct

line of sight to the doors.

-And...
-So diverting venue guards

may not be enough.

Mrs. Ranier.

-Tony, please.
-Hey.

You, please.

Trust yourself.

Trust us.

We're pros. We've done this
a million times, remember?

Okay, I'm glad

you're able to have fun
in the middle of a job.

Jean-Paul.

Oh. Well.

Not as much fun
as the boat show,

but it's always a
pleasure to be with you.

[chuckles] If I
remember correctly,

you were standing on
every bow screaming,

"I'm king of the world."

Well, haven't you ever...

jumped up and down on a
bed at a mattress store?

It's called testing
the merchandise.

We're buying a boat now?

Well, we could get a boat.

Sail away, leave
the world behind.

All the work, all the stress.

-[exhales]
-Be together.

Let me remind you
we have a daughter

who thinks us being
together is weird.

Well...

Maybe it used to be.

But I don't think it is anymore.

Maybe we've changed.

I think so, too.

GUARD: So what's your problem?

[arguing indistinctly]

TONY: Hmm.

Yeah, the venue
guards have a beef

with the Reigning Fire guys.

ZIVA: Great news for us.

Oh.

Excuse me, sir?

Hi. I have a question.

Um, there was a
Reigning Fire soldier,

took a group of people
backstage to show them around.

We were wondering when
the next tour was?

The backstage area
is off-limits, ma'am.

Someone ought to tell
those soldiers that.

Excuse me.

CLAUDETTE: Wow.

Guys, you made that look easy.

Seems the guards don't
like the soldiers.

Well, we copied Freda's key.

Now we just need to
download the drone's

lidar data off the
server and we are out.

Boris, you're up.

What if there are more
guards inside, hmm?

What if one of them
sneaks up behind me

when I'm trying to work
and they knock me out?

I'll beat them up
before they can.

♪ ♪

I heard you and Jonah fighting.

Stay focused on your own work

bypassing the Reigning
Fire security protocols.

LAZAR: I'm focused
on my own safety.

[speaking French]

[grunts]

Feel safe now?

ZIVA: Just need to
get to the servers,

find the footage of
Jonah killing Henry,

and we're out of here.

[door opens]

[whispers]: Tony.

We have a problem.

What's up?

You're all clear here.

Well, we found
Martine and Lazar.

They just took down

a soldier outside
the server room.

The bad news is we can't

safely get inside the server
room to get the drone's data.

♪ ♪

TONY: Now that Jonah's crashed
our plans, I don't think

we can ignore his any longer.

But, Ziva...

we got to go for
that drone data.

For Henry.

I'm with you, Tony.

-But how?
-By going straight to the drone.

There's a data cable running
through the drone's wing.

It's risky, but if Tony
can distract the guards,

I can insert a mini-computer
into the drone,

and I can hack it wirelessly
from across the room.

Good.

We'll take care of Martine
and Lazar in the server room.

Hey.

Be careful.

-Be safe.
-You, too.

[sighs]

Well, we need a distraction.

What about if you bump a waiter?

Spill wine on a buyer?

Well, I'd prefer to
avoid any fashion crimes.

Oh.

-Hold on.
-Okay.

Hey.

-Sir?
-So...

you find your guy?

Reigning Fire's unofficial
backstage tour guide?

-No, sir. Must've missed him.
-You all right?

Oh, let me guess.

You got reamed for
abandoning your post, huh?

Yeah.

My old C.O. was the same.

Used to slap the
back of my head.

No good deed goes unpunished.

But...

your culprit's right over there.

I bet it's his side hustle,
giving backstage tours.

Now, not telling you how
to live your life, but...

if I were you, I'd
phone it in this time.

Cover my ass.

Make it my boss's problem.

-Ma'am?
-FREDA: You again?

Yes. I have a 20 on the
soldier I told you about.

So, now what?

We let Freda be Freda.

FREDA: Which one is it? Him?

Hey, you! You!

Are you the idiot giving
backstage tours, huh?

This might be your
event, but it's my venue.

FREDA: You do not have an
all-access pass to my facility.

Does it look like
amusement park, huh?

Does it say amusement
park somewhere?

Do I look amused to you?

Oh, no, look, it says:

W-E-A, weapons expo,

and you're killing me
with your stupidity!

Okay, go stand in a corner!

Just get out of my way!

I don't want to see you again.

-Did you do something?
-[loud music playing]

♪ ♪

Okay, keep going.

ANNOUNCER: Introducing Reigning
Fire's founder and CEO,

-Aaron Graves!
-[cheering, clamoring]

Thank you, thank you.

Thank you.

♪ ♪

Thank you, thank you,
thank you. Thank you.

Oh, finally, I can see
the maestro at work.

I'm sure whatever
he's doing inside

those servers is brilliant...

-[stomps foot]
-...ly terrible.

We have to stop him immediately.

-Ready?
-Ready.

♪ ♪

[quiet clatter]

GRAVES: On behalf of
all of Reigning Fire,

we are incredibly excited

-to show you...
-Claudette!

Uh-oh.

-Oh, shit.
-I'll be at the bar.

Keep an eye.

What am I supposed
to do with this?

Follow the prompts,
trust yourself.

Hi.

Do you have a moment?

Not really. And you're so busy.

TONY: Let her talk.
If she's distracted,

she's not in our way.

So...

it means so much

that you made time for me.

FREDA: I just wondered,

did you mean that, when
you said I'm your friend?

Because I would like that.

TONY: Okay, where do
I start with this?

Where do I start with this?

Um, I feel like I
need some kind of

navigational data to
find my way through it.

TONY: Navigational
data, got you.

CLAUDETTE: And it's
so unexpected, uh, my

mind is going back to...

specific dates from our past.

TONY: The day Henry was
shot in Austria, check.

And it never felt like
you would say that to me.

Oh, I've spent the last
few years reflecting,

and, uh, I-I was a bully.

You were so good and
nice to everyone.

I was jealous. I'm sorry.

Thank you.

I always wished I
could make it up to you

and we could be friends,
so when you hugged me,

I thought, "Maybe
she does, too."

Did Freda just say

-you hugged her?
-I don't know what came over me.

You woke me up. [laughs]

You know, you're now
probably looking back

at a long route you've taken...

-TONY: Ah. I'm with you.
-CLAUDETTE: That is your flight path, Freda.

And there's way points to it.

And those way
points are snapshots

of key moments:

fuzzy renderings of buildings,

places, things, cars.

I'm stretching the
metaphor a bit.

No, totally. You're saying I
need to, uh, examine my past?

Okay, I'm looking
at Jonah and Henry

right before he killed him,
but the people are just shapes.

You said you can extract
audio from this somehow?

Yes, you can. You
should probably do that.

You know, if you
truly want to convert

to being a better person,

that's where it would
extract the most insight.

Rendering. Thanks, Claudette.

-[exhales]
-[cheering and applause]

[computer chimes]

Okay, here we go.

[Henry grunts]

[grunting]

JONAH: Your friends...

Where's Tony and Ziva?

You think they're coming back?

ZIVA: We have to go back.

Ziva, Tali.

JONAH: Me, either.

[gunshot]

[busy chatter]

♪ ♪

Hey, hey.

Hey.

Get ready for some good news.

Excuse me.

He'll have what I'm having
and I'll have another.

-Merci.
-Merci.

Thank you.

-Bachelor party.
-Mm.

Did you know that Sting
rents out his Tuscan villa?

[Henry laughs]

Henry, I have bad news.

Okay.

You can't be my best man.

Oh. Got it.

Punchline?

-TONY: Merci.
-WAITRESS: Et voilà.

No joke. No one's coming.

Ziva is not comfortable
with large crowds.

I'm sorry, I wasn't
thinking, you know?

No, no, no, it's fine.

-If that's what you want.
-Well, it's for the best.

Ziva deserves to be safe
and happy at her wedding.

As you know, she has
been through a lot.

And you haven't?

Well, I don't think my
story is quite as dramatic.

She was running for her life.
I got a surprise daughter.

Yeah, that's not what
I'm talking about.

What I'm saying is, I don't
think it's a great mystery

why you, the ultimate
latchkey kid,

would want to be
surrounded by loved ones

on your wedding day.

Okay.

I had a different vision

for my big day, I
will admit that.

And I did not grow up
with much of a family.

But I found one.

[chuckles softly]

And I did want to share
that day with them.

Yeah.

Okay, let me tell you
how this is gonna go.

I'm gonna say you should
tell that to Ziva.

You're gonna say that
you will think about it.

You won't.

And then you will just keep
kicking that can down the road.

And what happens after
that? It just keeps...

going until it disappears?

-It does, yeah.
-Oh.

Or...

you end up tying the
can to your wedding car

and dragging it off
on your honeymoon.

What are you saying?

That I'm not ready
to be married?

[vehicle driving away]

-Wow.
-Shh.

[whispering]: His fingers
move across the keyboard

like a river over pebbles.

We need a distraction.

To separate Martine from Lazar.

Easy peasy lemon squeezy.

Two server racks
just went offline.

Where?

Far side of the room. Southeast.

Does it stop your work?

Just slows me down.

I'll have to pull the data I
need from different servers.

Reallocate memory usage.

Who would like to see
some super-cool shit?

[cheering and whooping]

Everything you see here today,
I guarantee, it's the best way

to equip your soldiers.

But what if the future of war
doesn't require soldiers at all?

Now, before you start thinking,

"What's this crazy son of
a bitch talking about?"

I'd like to introduce you

to the Reigning
Fire's latest weapon.

The GNR-48313.

[whirring]

I call him Gunner.

[cheers and applause]

♪

[grunting]

Did you show Jonah
the video of Tali?

I did.

Next time, she
should come quietly.

He's really done a
number on you, huh?

[grunting]

[Ziva and Martine
grunting in distance]

So sorry. Backdoor attack.

I learned it from you.

-Shit.
-[grunts]

[grunting]

[sighs heavily]

It is an honor to meet you, sir.

I'm big-time fan.

Field Agent Peskov.

[shutter clicks]

Let's see what you're up to.

[grunting]

Come on!

[panting]

Get up.

Walk slowly in front of me.

Jonah has another plan.

-I'm not sure what, but...
-You are so transparent.

You can't drive a
wedge between us, Ziva.

It was always there, I
just showed it to you.

Don't let him use you,
Martine. Talk to me.

CLAUDETTE: Tony, if you have
the video, we should go.

TONY: I've got eyes on Jonah.

GRAVES: Isn't he lovely?

So sweet.

Good boy. Gunner is
the future of war.

He's fully bulletproof,

he's got a 50 cal.
mounted on his back,

he's got side
projectiles that can rip

straight through fucking Kevlar

and he can run 40 miles an hour.

But that's not what makes
Gunner so truly special.

ZIVA: What do you have, Boris?

Lazar has been teaching 9.4

to defeat Reigning
Fire's firewall.

The one he built. Not
even I can crack it.

GRAVES: Gunner,
find Antoine Tritch.

-[powers down]
-ZIVA: Cracked it.

Not really. It's
already infected

every prototype on display.

[intrigued murmuring]

[mechanical growl]

[chuckles] Gunner's never
actually met Antoine before.

But thanks to Reigning
Fire's surveillance database,

he knows his face.

And he also knows
that Antoine here

hasn't paid me for
his last two invoices.

You naughty boy, Antoine.
-[murmuring]

ZIVA: Why would Jonah want
to take over the expo?

BORIS: Ask her.
But what I do know:

now that 9.4 knows how to defeat
the undefeatable firewall,

if it gets out of
here and gains access

to Reigning Fire's
global network,

it can control every one of
their weapons in the world.

GRAVES: But luckily for Antoine,

Gunner knows friend from foe.

Gunner, release.

[applause and cheering]

It looks like Lazar was...

looking to control one
weapon in particular.

Which one?

CLAUDETTE: What's Jonah doing?

TONY: I don't know.

Something on his phone.

He's targeting every
Reigning Fire soldier

in the building.

[cheering and applause]

GRAVES: Friendly fire
is a thing of the past.

Gunner.

Stand down.

This is weird.

Graves isn't on the kill list.

[computer beeping]

But we are.

[grunting]

BORIS: Don't shoot.

Give me back 9.4, or destroy it.

But don't let Jonah have it.

And now the fun part.

How much does this puppy cost?

[indistinct chatter]

[audience exclaiming]

Tony?

TONY: Ziva, we have it.

Video of Jonah killing Henry.

Jonah has control
of the expo tech.

We are on the kill list.

GRAVES: Sorry, it's fine.

-[snaps fingers]
-Gunner, release.

[audience shouting]

[screaming]

ZIVA: Tony, what's going on?

Tony? Tony?

ZIVA: It surprised me.

That Tony wasn't on
the same page as you

about your wedding size?

No, that was... predictable.

It was more of, um...

my reaction.

We were going back and forth
and then, all of a sudden,

I couldn't breathe.

It felt...

claustrophobic.

That sounds like a panic attack.

-You were triggered.
-Really?

-Mm-hmm.
-Why?

I wasn't in a room with
crowds. No guns were firing.

I was with Tony.

I understand that
weddings are stressful.

I know the difference
between a dangerous situation

and a spat with my fiancé.

The brain does, but
the body doesn't.

And that's where trauma
lives, in the body.

Ugh.

Sometimes the
triggers are obvious,

like if a gas tank falls
and sounds like a gunshot.

Sometimes they're not.

A conversation can be a trigger.

You don't have to be
physically trapped

to feel emotionally trapped.

Okay, so now my body goes
into fight or flight mode

over guest lists, that's cr...

I know that's not a
word you want me using.

It's not crazy.

You said you weren't surprised

that Tony didn't share your
vision for your wedding.

He was not listening.

He was so stuck
in what he wanted,

that what I said really...

...didn't matter.

Like you had no agency?

Which is how I felt

-when I was on the run.
-Hmm.

You've come so far in dealing
with your obvious triggers,

but now you'll need
to focus on developing

new mechanisms to deal
with the less obvious ones.

I know it's hard to see,

but you can and are
building a life for yourself

where you feel
seen, heard and safe

on an emotional level.

There are no quick fixes.

Are you saying I'm
using marriage as a way

to fix the problems
between me and Tony?

I said "quick fixes"

and you linked that
to your wedding.

I don't have all the answers.

But you'll find, if you
dig deep enough, you do.

So, close your eyes...

Um...

Focus.

Try to accept what your
body is telling you.

There we go.

Breathe in...

two, three, four.

Hold.

[screaming and clamoring]

ZIVA: Tony!

-[grunts]
-Gunner, cease fire!

-[grunting]
-[screaming]

GRAVES: Cease fire, now!

[yelps]

[panicked shouting]

GRAVES: Gunner, no!

Emergency system override!

MARTINE: Merde!

ZIVA: Tony, can you hear me?

TONY: I'm okay. I have cover.

GRAVES: Shut it down, now!

[screaming]

SOLDIER: All to the
exits. Move it. Move it.

[gunfire] -GRAVES:
Emergency system override!

Tony? Where are you?

GRAVES: Gunner, release!

[panicked shouting]

[locks door]

TONY: I'm in the north
corner, behind the table.

ZIVA: I'm heading your way.

TONY: Don't, the
thing is tracking me.

Stay where you are.

GRAVES: Gunner, no!

Tony?

[screaming and clamoring]

GRAVES: Fix it! Oh, Lord.

[remote beeps]

[Tony grunts]

[screaming]

[gunfire]

Tony?

Can you hear me?

[gunfire continues]

[high-pitched ringing]

[echoing, muffled screaming]

Killer robot dog.

Come on!

[panting]

What the hell was that?

An electromagnetic
pulse, as a fail-safe.

The emergency lights must be
protected by Faraday cages.

Wait a minute.

What about the rest of the tech?

Tony, the EMP wiped everything.

Our evidence is gone.

Mr. Graves.

Jason?

Jonah Markham, Interpol.

We know who did this,
but I can keep you safe.

Jonah didn't want
to kill Graves.

He just wanted to get
rid of his security

so he could get close to him.

Wait here.

[screaming and shouting]

[muffled, distorted screaming]

[high-pitched ringing]

[gunshots]

SOLDIER: Get down!

LANG: Focus.

ZIVA: Focus.

LANG: Breathe in...

two, three,

four.

Hold,

two, three...

-four.
-[inhales]

[exhales]

ZIVA: Breathe...

Breathe...

[inhales]

[exhales]

[inhales]

[sound of clamoring normalizes]

-TONY: Ziva.
-Tony.

Tony.

-I'm tracking Jonah.
-I'll be fine.

Just go.

I'll find Boris and Claudette.

We believe Tony
DiNozzo and Ziva David

are working with Dejan Lazar.

Lazar? How'd you get that?

We've been tracking
him since Tony and Ziva

broke him out of prison,

we assumed, to
hack your network.

That was just confirmed.

Is there a safe place
we can go, off-grid?

I've got a compound
on an island.

Good. Let's go.

-Jonah!
-This exhibit is off limits

until Mr. Graves has
cleared the premises.

I'm with him.

What are you doing?

I need you to trust me.

What? I am finishing this.

Guards...

[shaky breath] Jonah.

Jonah!

What?

[shouting in French]

♪

This place is about to
be swarming with agents.

We have to go.

[Lazar groans in pain]

[moans softly]

What happened?

Exactly what Jonah had planned.

[moans]

I tried to warn you.

Jonah will never see
anyone as his equal.

Not even his partner.

You were right.

Graves detonated
a short-range EMP.

It didn't reach down here.

Where's your phone?

[moans]

I'm learning not
to trust anyone.

ZIVA: I told Boris to get out
when I left the server room.

Tony's gone, chasing Jonah.

The EMP Graves detonated

will have wiped Tony's
comms, his phone.

-There's no way to track him.
-We'll find him.

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I followed him and Graves

to Isla Zafira.

Graves has a compound
here on the island.

ZIVA: We're on our way.

Are you gonna meet us there?

Daddy and I have
a couple of things

we need to take care of.

[grunting]

MARTINE: He's trying to
execute a power grab.

I can't stop him on my
own. I need your help.

Sometimes to destroy a monster,

you have to think like one.

ZIVA: Tony...

♪ ♪