All language subtitles for NCIS.Los.Angeles.S09E22.HDTV.x264-LOL.VO

Earlier this morning,

Secret Service
used a covert team

to pick up Claudia Diaz

and brought her
to the boatshed.

Agent DeChamps
has been undercover,

targeting the Marca family.

Who is this guy,
Michael Silva?

An American with Peruvian ties.

It looks like he also helps
vet the deals.

They're expecting financial
genius, not drug dealer.

Reclusive, nervous.
I got this.

Kids are awful.

Guess that's why I'm like this.

Sokolov! Put your hands up.

Anna, where's his gun?

♪ Hell I'm running ♪

♪ From the sound of my own ♪

♪ Two feet... ♪

♪ These dreams, they tell me ♪

♪ No matter where and why ♪

♪ I won't be free ♪

♪ NCIS: LA 9x22 ♪
Venganza
Original Air Date on May 13, 2018

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

Oh, wait a minute. You won't
take home Post-it notes

from the office, but you'll take
parts from the boatshed?

First of all, these parts
have been here forever.

And second, Hetty said I can
have anything in here I needed.

Are her gold bricks
from Vietnam in here?

That's funny.

I just picked up a raw
water pump for my boat,

but they didn't have a bracket.

Ah. Thank you.

Well, don't get used
to this kind of service.

Turned out the new
coffee place had smoothies.

Mmm. It's good.

And you're out of the house
early today.

- Yep.
- Why?

Mm, no reason.

Early workout?
No.

Couldn't sleep?

I actually slept like a rock.

So you just felt like we needed
a little more one-on-one time?

Like us being together over
300 days a year isn't enough.

I got up this morning
to try meditation.

Come on.

Let's hear it.
What do you got?

Nothing.
I think it's great.

What made you decide
to give it a try?

I don't know, critical mass.

When everyone from
Hetty to my accountant

to the guy that sells oranges
on the freeway off-ramp tell me

that meditation's the truth,
I thought, I'm open-minded,

I'll-I'll give it a try.

Did it change your life?

I kind of like my life
the way it is.

But, like I said,
I'm open-minded,

so I downloaded the app,
I got into a quiet room,

and I went for it.

Well, good for you.

Meditation takes a lot of work,
and you have to

put in some time.
I'm kind of finished already.

Finished? Well...?

Mm-hmm.
I guess I'm a natural.

How long did you do it for?

Two minutes.

Yeah, I got that
clear, empty mind,

and I fell asleep,
like a rock.

Kind of like before
I did meditation.

I'm not sure two minutes is
considered “meditation.”

You might need to try
and give it a little longer.

Do I?

Or did it only
take me two minutes

to master meditation?

Is this boat ready
for the open water yet?

It's a work in progress, okay?

I want things nice for when
Kam and Aiden

come home from school.

You still gonna
take it up the coast?

Carmel. That's where Michelle
would want to be.

Well, if you need help getting
it ready for the kids,

you let me know.

I swing a pretty
mean hammer.

Yeah, well, we'll see.

I saw what you did
to the dining room table.

- Easy.
- Mm-hmm.

Thanks for the smoothie.

Three. One.

Three. One. Two.

One. Three. Two.

One. Two. Three.

I'm not gonna lie,
that's some moves right there.

Ow!

Choreography's
a beautiful thing.

Wow, you're just not
gonna let this go, are you?

No, I'm not gonna
let this go.

Why can't we have
a choreographer for our wedding?

- No, thank you.
- Wha-- Look, you've had salsa class

and waltz lessons; why
is this any different?

Baby, this isn't
about my skills,

and it certainly is not
about your skills.

I just, I just want
this thing to be...

Our wedding?

Right, our wedding-- I want
our wedding to be natural, okay?

I want it to be like us.
I don't want it to be

too forced or too planned out.

Because the truth
of the matter is, baby,

it doesn't have to
be perfect,

because we are perfect
together.

And that's what this
is all about.

That's all I'm saying.

So...

you're saying we can't do
the overhead lift,

a la “I've Had The
Time of My Life”?

Listen, at the end of the day,
I'm gonna do

whatever it is that
you want me to do.

If you want me to do
the whatever it is

that you just did,
I'll do it.

I'm just trying to tell you
where I'm coming from.

Fine, no overhead lift
or... jazz hands.

For as long as
we both shall live.

We got to go.
We got a case.

Actually, you know what?

If you want to do that scene

where you're sitting
on the chair,

and you pull the cord,
and all the water comes

cascading down
on your body...

Pretty sure that's
a different movie.

Mm, no. I've seen the movie.
I think I would know.

Mm.

Hail, hail, the gang is...
partially here.

Mm-hmm.
Uh, Mosley will arrive...

- Morning.
- Now.

Hidoko is on her way back
from firearms training,

Callen and Sam are headed
to the hospital.

Allow me to explain.
You do remember

Claudia Diaz,
Alfonso Marca's

Peruvian counterfeit princess?

Of course. We locked her up
in federal prison.

Please tell me
she didn't get early release.

She did not.
She was murdered last night

by another inmate
in a violent incident.

According to the
responding corrections officer,

Claudia attacked
an inmate with a shiv,

then another inmate
overpowered her,

shanked her in the kidney.

What do we know about
the other inmates?

Well, we have Ariane Vilca
and Lorena Rosado.

Both have connections to Peru.

Yeah, well, Marca runs
his counterfeiting business

out of Peru,
and then two women

with Peruvian ties kill Claudia,

who is the woman that
he raised as his daughter.

This may be an
escalated prison beef,

or someone attacked Claudia
to get to Marca.

Or Marca took her out himself.

He didn't want to risk her
talking to other inmates

or law enforcement
about his business.

Either way, this is our chance
to get close to Marca

and shut down his operation.

Right. Well, obviously, Claudia
did some damage with that shiv

if it put Vilca and Rosado
in the hospital.

Yes.

Callen and Sam will
speak to them there.

I'd like the two of you to
locate the corrections officer

who responded
to the incident.

- Got it.
- Done.

Thank you.

Special Agent Callen, this is
Special Agent Hanna, NCIS.

- We need to talk...
- Help!

Somebody killed them!

Sam. Stop! Federal agent!

Gun! Gun!

I'm going around.
I'll head him off.

Sam, he dropped his weapon.

Federal agent!

Don't do it.
Don't do it.

Freeze!

Gravity's a bitch.

What do you got, Hidoko?

We're working to I.D. the
suspect using his fingerprints

and hospital
surveillance footage.

Kensi and Deeks just landed at
the boatshed now to speak to

one of Claudia's prison guards.

So, Claudia was killed
in the prison by two women,

and then those
two women are killed

here in the hospital
by a pro.

- It's no prison beef.
- No, it's all tied to Alfonso Marca.

Either he orchestrated this
or he knows who did.

Yeah, we need to talk to
Secret Service Agent DeChamps.

She's been on Marca for
months, she knows him well.

Uh, actually,

no longer
Secret Service Agent DeChamps.

Looks like she's now a fellow
NCIS special agent.

- NCIS?
- Yeah.

She recently completed
NCIS training at FLETC.

She's out of the
San Diego office,

and looks like
she's working on

an undercover operation
in Orange County

and South Los Angeles.

All right, well, see if you can
get her current location

without compromising
her operation.

Copy that.

Officer Mitchell.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

Pleasure.
Kensi Blye.

Detective Deeks.
Hi.

Thank you
for bringing her in.

- No problem. - Thanks.
- Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

I rowed crew in college.
This place feels like home.

I can practically smell
the Icy Hot and Gatorade.

Ah, it's probably just Deeks.
It probably is me.

So, Kensi and I
interrogated Claudia

several months back.

Yeah, she was
pretty composed.

Didn't seem like
the type of woman

who would stab somebody
in the gut.

The kind of woman
that would

pay someone to do it, yes,

but do it herself, no.

She's exactly the kind
of woman that would do this.

Claudia and her two attackers,

all three of them
were well-trained.

How could you tell?

I was posted just outside
the day room.

I heard commotion
in the southeast corner.

Claudia was near Rosado
when she was

tackled by Vilca.

They all knew how
to handle themselves.

It took me nine seconds
to arrive.

In that time, Vilca
stabbed Claudia in the kidney

with her own shiv.

Nine seconds seems pretty exact.

I ran the route and timed it
after the incident.

Claudia was bleeding out
when I arrived.

Then the lockdown alarm sounded,

and emergency protocol
went into place.

They don't seem like the only
ones who are well-trained.

I was MP in Afghanistan
from 2011 to '13.

Now I work correction
during the day,

and I go to law school at night.

Got my sights set
on the FBI.

Well, that is very impressive,

and they would be lucky to have you.
- Thank you.

Did you notice
any gang affiliations

between Claudia
or her attackers?

None.

We're pulling
Claudia's visitor log up

- right now but as of...
- She only had one.

Last week.

I escorted her to the room.

Is this the guy who visited her?

No, it wasn't.

Security office will
have his photo and I.D.

Okay.

- Thank you, you've been really helpful.
- Mm-hmm.

Over there
on the left, that's it.

What's she working?

Says it's a weapons
for drugs case.

Involves a Naval
munitions officer.

Club is supposed to be
a front for the operation.

DeChamps just went under.
Hmm.

This neighborhood's
changed a lot.

Shops got torn down,
condos going up.

L.A. is going vertical fast.

How do you know
this neighborhood?

Uh, what,
do you got a little...

little gem of a shop
around the corner

where you get your MCT oil
for half price or something?

My cobbler's around here.

Your cobbler?

Layers of an onion, Sam Hanna,
layers of an onion.

Been going to him for years.

Every man should have a cobbler.

I know I shouldn't do this,
but I'm gonna do it anyways.

Why do I need a cobbler?

To resole your shoes.

Oh, that's interesting,
because I always took it

that if the soles
of my shoes were worn out,

I should go and buy
a new pair of shoes.

See, that's the problem.

Perfectly good pair of shoes get
sent to the dump,

a new pair needs to get made.

Uh-huh.

Takes a toll on the planet.

Besides, a cobbler
is a tradesman.

They're experts
in their craft...

And there it is.

What?

You are enamored with anyone

who has mastered
a craft or a trade.

I mean, t-this cobbler

is just one in a long line

behind your-your custom knife
guy, your boxing instructor,

the woman in Hawaii
who makes your spearguns,

your jiu-jitsu instructor--
am I missing anyone?

My wetsuit tailor.

Your wetsuit tailor.

Is that even a real thing?

Do I look like a guy that
can just walk into a store

and buy a wetsuit
off the rack?

Please.

All right, just like
you like it.

Double vanilla nonfat latte

with two sugars,
one dash of cream.

Wow, really?

No, it's essentially
dirty bath water.

- Enjoy it.
- Oh, okay, thank you.

Hey, guys.
Hey.

So we just got
the photo and I.D.

of Claudia's mystery visitor.

Yeah, he signed in
under the alias “Son Goku,”

which, if you liked anime,

would be hilarious,
because that guy's like...

Eric, Eric.

Needless to say,

it was a fake name.

Anyway, we were able
to match his photo

to a customs photo
of Oscar Mori.

He's a Peruvian businessman

who flew into Seattle
just days before the visit.

And Amtrak records show
that Mori took

the train down the
coast and arrived

in L.A. a couple
days later.

Check this out.
I ran Mori through

the Peruvian National
Police database.

The Peruvian authorities
have Marca's Lima compound

under surveillance.

Mori was photographed exiting
the compound two weeks ago.

And he came to visit Claudia not
long after that photo was taken,

and then she was
killed a few days later.

Maybe he thought Marca
was gonna come after her,

so he went to warn her.

Or maybe Mori brought Claudia
a message from Marca.

And whatever
was in that message caused her

to go on the offensive,
and make that shiv.

Well, you may be able
to ask Mori

what he told Claudia yourself.

Looks like he just used
his credit card

to pay for parking in Malibu.

On it. Driving.

Here we go.

When these two clear,

we'll follow her someplace
where we can talk.

Maybe we can go
to your cobbler's place.

She might need new soles
for her boots, you know?

Kill two birds.

You know, that's some
good material.

Thank you.

Yeah, maybe you should put
together a set, hit an open mic.

Yeah, that's actually
something to think about.

I may actually
meditate on it.

She saw us.

Shooters.

Long guns!

I don't have a gun!

I'm moving to DeChamps.

I got you. Go!

Loaded, ready to go.

I'm pinned down over here!

Yeah, so are we.

We can't play this game
much longer.

I can't get a good shot;
I need a better angle.

Go, I got you.

I still don't have a clean shot.

Come in.

You've heard that Callen, Sam
and DeChamps are safe?

Yes.

And thank goodness
for that.

My Secret Service
counterparts are trying

to talk me out
of our continued involvement

in the Marca case.

But you are holding your ground.

Of course.

They've implied
that I'm unnecessarily putting

the team at risk.

I think they want
the Marca case to themselves.

Ah, well, you could be correct.

They are notoriously
territorial.

Callen and Sam
encountered a group

of trained shooters,
who are now dead.

Well, better the shooters
than our people.

Of course, Hetty, but this means

that we have
no additional leads.

Well, a “standstill”
is just that.

You stand still for a while.

Take stock of the road
you're traveling.

Fair enough.

It appears Claudia's death
has hit Marca hard.

So it makes sense that he'd
want to go after anyone

who was responsible
for her incarceration.

If that's the case, he's already
gone after DeChamps.

Sam, Kensi and Deeks
may be next on his list.

Exactly my point.

Yes.

So, uh, a preliminary I.D. just
came back on the shooters

that went after DeChamps.

It turns out, they do have ties
to Marca's team in Lima.

Additionally, Kensi and Deeks
located Oscar Mori,

the man who visited Claudia
in prison,

and they are
surveilling him now.

Thank you.

Well.

We stand still no longer.

I got Oscar Mori,

and two creatine freaks

I can only assume
are bodyguards.

Maybe this Mori
guy didn't fly

all the way from Peru to
do something for Marca.

Maybe he just wanted the
best clam chowder in Malibu.

Maybe.

I have the most amazing idea.

Does it involve vacation time
and Diamond Head?

What about here?

What do you mean “here”?

We've been talking about
surfing in Hawaii for months.

What about if we did
the wedding here?

In Malibu,
on the beach.

Baby, we talk about doing
a beach wedding.

Why not do it here,
on our beach?

Why fly
to somebody else's beach?

That's their beach.

You're right.

I'm-I'm sorry, what?

I could just-- if I could
just record that, maybe,

and use it as my outgoing
voice message,

just to let everyone know
how right I am.

I'm just saying that
it is a beautiful location,

and that patio is huge--
it could fit, like, what, 150?

Oh. No, no.
Easily.

Not-not so much
the restaurant.

I was talking about the beach,
and 150 people?

Okay,
that's way too many people.

I was thinking, like,
ten people.

Just the people that mean
the most to us, by our side.

There are way more than ten
people that mean the most to me.

Right. No, no, no.
Obviously, more than ten.

Like, fif-fifteen,

twenty?

Deeks, I grew up on bases.

I was the agent afloat
for an aircraft carrier.

The people that mean
the most to me add up.

It's not just the people that
mean the most to me right now.

And, for you, that makes sense,
and that's totally right.

It's just, for me, I'm a little
bit different, you know?

When I move on, for better
or for worse, I move on.

It's not like I'm keeping track
of, like, my buddies

that I played Little League
baseball with.

Little League?

Not that-- and, but
with you, it's different.

And these people love you,
and you love them,

and they should be
at your wedding.

Our wedding.

Our wedding.

I love you.

I love you, too.

But just to clarify,

that means you're okay
with the reception being here?

Yeah, I'm sure they could do
a wonderful fixed menu

of clam chowder
and fish and chips.

Okay, it sounds
like you're being sarcastic,

but I'm serious, like,
that's my kind of party.

Our kind of party!
Our kind of party.

Oh, my gosh.

Gonna be so much fun.

I know.

Looks like our boy
just ordered two more beers.

I'm guessing they're here
for the long haul.

He's surrounded by civilians
and his bodyguards.

We need to get him alone.

I have a plan.

You have so many plans.

I do.

What could possibly go wrong?

If this is tied to the
original Marca undercover op,

we need to talk to
his man in L.A.

That suit from the yacht.

Michael Silva.

Yeah, he was vetting all of
Marca's deals in America.

This guy can
give us insight into Marca

better than anyone in L.A.

Well, he's been on
the Secret Service's watch list

for a long time.

Well, there might be something
in his file we can use.

I'll call and have them
sent up to Ops.

- All right.
- That's a good idea.

I'll get Eric on that.

Agent DeChamps,

Henrietta Lange.

It is an honor to meet you.

Oh.

Well, I'm sorry to cut
our introduction short,

but I'm afraid you and Sam
need to carry on

with the investigation
yourselves.

I need to talk to Mr. Callen.

Hetty, we're-we're right in
the middle of this. I can't...

I realize that,
but I think you two

go off and find Silva.

What's going on?

The, uh, day that we knew
would come has arrived.

The ATF
Internal Affairs

board has an opening
this evening in their schedule.

They want to interview me about
Anna and the Sokolov shooting.

Yes.

I suggest you head for Glendale,

stop in and see Anna.

See where her head is at,
and yours.

Oh, delicious.

Excuse me. Um, which one of you
gentleman had the prawn special?

I did.

This is super uncomfortable

and I'm not sure
how to tell you this.

Out with it. What's happening?

Our supplier just called
and the prawns we received

have...

parasites.

Parasites?
Large ones.

What? Are you kidding?
This is not funny.

No, it's not. They're really big
and pretty slimy.

They're actually really...
Enough.

Enough. What should I do?

Um... you should probably, um...

get them out
as soon as possible.

The closest restroom is
right around the corner.

No. Stay here.

I... have to do this alone.

Yeah.

You need to get
out of my way right now.

I got to go to the bathroom.
I got parasites in me.

They're-they're big and slimy.

Wait, so you're saying
I-I don't have parasites?

I mean, you may, just not
from this restaurant.

Who are you?

We are NCIS.

We know that you're Oscar Mori
and that you have close ties

with Alfonso Marca
and Claudia Diaz.

If you say so.

Why did you go and
visit Claudia at the prison

three days before
she was killed?

Claudia's dead?

Thanks to two
of her fellow inmates who,

coincidentally,
were also murdered.

Okay, look,

I was doing some deals
with Marca in Lima

and we-we-we had a falling out.

Well, that is someone you do not
want to have a falling out with.

Yeah, I know, right?
So I owed him.

Which means I have to do
what he says

or he's gonna kill me,
so I had to come here

and give Claudia a message.
What was the message?

You know, how come I don't
just get up and leave?

What-what responsibility
do I have to help you guys?

You're right.
He totally doesn't,

except for the fact
that, you know what,

our partner has photos of you
meeting with us in private,

which I'm sure Senor Marca
would love to see.

Come on, man, no.
This sucks!

Not as much as parasites.

Yeah, 'cause those
are big and slimy.

Una súpernova
Te hizo una pregunta.

A supernova
asked you a question.

What the hell does that mean?

That was the coded message
for Claudia.

- What else did he tell you to do?
- Nothing.

You sure about that?

Okay, okay.

I had to buy some resin

and I brought it to
this garage in Van Nuys.

That's it, I swear.
Now I really feel sick.

Oh, maybe you do have parasites.

- I'm gonna go.
- No. Just...

You can stay here
and observe that view

for a little longer
while LAPD gets here.

I thought we had a deal.

Oh, yeah, no, we have
a deal. We're good.

- Except for, LAPD, they...
- Yeah, no.

They know about the Escalades
that you moved

last time you were here.

Eek. Oh, no! No, no.

Hey.

Hey.

Did the UPS guy
bring my spirulina?

Spirulina? What is that?
A type of pasta or something?

Algae supplements.
Helps endurance.

What a coincidence,
so does pasta.

Hmm.

Can we talk?

About my workout and nutrition?

No.

I thought I'd hear
from you more often.

I mean, I know I moved, but
you do own a car and a phone.

I know.

And I have been
worried about you.

I... I wasn't sure if you
wanted some time alone.

I should've called.

Or stopped by.

Yeah.

So are you here to see me?

Or are you here to make
yourself feel better

about the conversation
you're about to have

with my colleagues at ATF?

If I could make this
go away, I would.

I don't need you to be
my hero or my protector.

I need you to understand
that what I'm going through

has nothing to do with you

and this isn't about
how this makes you feel

because I'm going
through this, not you.

You're right.

I'm... I'm sorry.

It came out a lot harsher
than I meant it to.

I get it.

I mean, your job and your-your
future are at stake here, so...

Do you want to take a walk?

Sure.

Okay.

Hello, Michael.

Do you know why we're here?

If you have something
to offer me, offer it.

If not, leave.

Claudia Diaz was murdered
in prison today.

My younger brother has
a severe learning disability.

Mm.

He struggled his entire life
with bullies.

High school was impossibly
difficult for him.

He never recovered.

Does this story sound
familiar at all to you?

- Sit down.
- Did you know about my brother?

Is that why you pushed
that persona that you did?

Michael.

That is so low.

After I met you
in the condo,

I studied you.

I knew all about
your little brother,

played into it.

This the next
level, Michael.

You feel me?

Silva hasn't given
anything up on Marca.

Pull up the rest of the
surveillance photos in Lima

outside Marca's residence
and run them.

I am on it.

I want to know if anyone else

who visited Marca
has ties to L.A.

It turns out that Mori
was telling the truth

to Kensi and Deeks back
at the restaurant.

He dropped off what looks like
200 pounds of resin

to a garage in
Van Nuys two days ago.

Five hours later, a van
picked up the buckets.

I'm tracking it now.

Powdered resin is brushed
onto metal printing plates

in a technique
called “intaglio”"

which is used to
print Japanese yen.

Marca only counterfeited
U.S. bills and euros.

I mean, he doesn't have any
history of printing fake yen.

Is this a new business venture?

I mean, it makes sense.

Peru has a large
Japanese population.

Maybe Marca thought fake yen
would be something

he could easily offload.

Yen are notoriously
difficult to counterfeit,

but if anyone could pull
this off, it would be Marca.

Hey, I picked up the van

carrying the resin
in Topanga Canyon.

Where's it headed?

It passed through the
intersection of Paseo Miramar

and Topanga Fire Road,
but I lost it there.

Okay, so that road
leads to three ranches.

The van must've
went to one of them.

There are no cameras
in that whole area.

Tell Kensi and Deeks they need
to get a visual on the area,

and they need
to do it quickly.

- Mm-hmm.
- On it.

Maybe we can speed this along.
I got SportsCenter at 2:00.

What are you authorized
to give me?

Another year or two
on your sentence

for attacking two
federal agents.

That work for you?

It wasn't personal.

Oh, sure it was.

I knew word would get out
that I met with you.

These bruises on my face,
they back up my story.

I didn't tell you anything.

Claudia's dead.

Marca wants revenge.

We think he killed the women
who attacked Claudia,

then came after me because
I helped put her in jail.

Sounds like you two
have it all figured out.

Am I free to go?

Not afraid that Marca's
gonna take you out next?

Why would he do that?
I've been nothing but loyal.

Nothing but loyal?

Claudia was here in L.A.
to evaluate you.

Marca didn't trust you.

When we confiscated
Claudia's laptop,

we got the
whole picture.

She knew you were
skimming off his profits.

Marca is going to kill you.

How's solitary sound now?

All right, we're here.

We're gonna go
to higher ground,

see if we can get a better
view of the three ranches.

I was able to secure use

of a Forest Service satellite,

so we'll be your eyes
as you move higher.

Copy that.
Moving.

That statue up there?

- Anna...
- There was this actor in the '20s.

His fans loved him so much
that they paid

for that statue to be built.
Hey. Hey.

I may not be able
to help you through this,

but I can at least try
to not make it worse for you.

I know.

I'm not the best
at letting people in.

Look who you're
talking to.

My best friend, Katia,

she lived down the street
from me in Moscow.

Since she was six, she
wanted to be a ballerina.

That's all she wanted.

And she did it.

Years of hard work,

but she made it
into the Bolshoi.

One day in rehearsal,
she leaped, and...

it was the same leap she'd done
a thousand times before,

but this time, she tore
her quad muscle from her bone.

She never recovered,
never was the same.

What is Katia doing now?

She drank herself to death.

I'm sorry.

Um, the thing is,

when it happened,

I completely
understood her.

Ballet was her life.

She had no plan B.

It was her dream,
her passion.

And it was taken
away from her.

You are not her.

This job is my dream.

But my story will
end differently.

The outcome of
this investigation

will not define me.

It will not break me.

Anna, listen to me.
I can tell...

You tell them the truth.

You weren't there
when I shot Sokolov.

Anna...

You didn't see anything.

He was already dead when you
came through that door,

and I was holding my gun.

That's all you saw.

And that's the truth.

Anna...

Bye, Callen.

All right, we have visuals

of the three properties
in the area,

but the only one
with vehicles present

is directly to your southeast.

No confirmation
that the resin truck is there,

but we are picking up
heat signatures

of what appear to be
recently driven cars

parked under the carport.

Copy that, Nell.
Thanks.

Claudia knew you were skimming
money from Marca and told him.

Sounds like a motive to me.

I had nothing to do
with her murder.

Give us something.

We think we found one of Marca's
production facilities.

I'll tell you what I know,
if you do something for me.

You want a transfer
or you want solitary?

Nothing for me.
It's for my brother.

What about him?

Andrew's always wanted
to live alone.

He's incredible.

He lives in a group home
in Santa Monica--

a place for adults
with disabilities.

He's got a job at
a burger joint on Venice.

That's all he's ever wanted,
make his own money.

He's so... proud.

He should be.

He just told me that the guy
who runs this group home

is taxing him.

Every night, this dude takes
most of the money

that Andrew earns.

He's scared to say anything
because...

I'll take care of it.

I'll do it myself.

You didn't find one of Marca's
production facilities.

He pulled all of his
counterfeit production

out of California
after your team

took out his
downtown facility.

The place is isolated.

They had supplies for
making counterfeit bills.

- We think...
- Isolated?

- Like a ranch?
- Yeah.

Out past Topanga?

Sometimes supplies are stored
there before shipping out,

but that's not
what the ranch is for.

Marca travels
with a tactical team.

They're highly trained.

When they're here,
they work out of that ranch.

If you have people
going in there,

they better bring
a lot of firepower.

Nell...

where's Kensi and Deeks?

We're tracking them now, Sam.

They're surveilling
one of the ranches.

Let me get out
of heat signature mode.

Shooters.

Shooters moving in
directly behind you.

Kensi, Deeks, do you copy?

Go, Kens, go!

We're gonna have to move.

That is way too steep
for cover and move.

If by steep,
you mean a sheer cliff.

This rock is not gonna
be my Alamo.

Really?
So you want to do this?

No, I don't want to do this.

But I don't want to
get shot in the head more.

On three?

Uh, let's make it two.

- One...
- Hold on, hold on.

Let's make it four.
Let's go on four.

Two... three.
Three...

- Four!
- Four!

Kens... Kens, you okay?

Yeah. You okay?

Well... I think we
bought ourselves some time.

Son of a bitch.

Go, go, go, go...

Ow. Okay.

Eric and Nell,

we found cover.
Where are they?

I still have five shooters.

None of them followed you
straight down the hill.

They took a path
to the south of you,

so you did buy yourself
some time.

Look at that.
Told ya, huh?

Now, there is
a stable up ahead.

It's about a mile
from your current position.

It looks sturdy.
Callen, Sam and DeChamps

are inbound.
Okay, if we can

make it to that stable,
we might stand a chance.

Yeah, that sounds like a more suitable
Alamo than that stupid rock.

You do know how
the Alamo ended, right?

I sure do, Sundance.

Butch and Sundance
were not at the Alamo.

I mean, I've seen the movie,
I think I know.

Okay, you definitely
have a concussion.

Kensi and Deeks just
landed at the stable.

Five shooters are closing.

The shooters will
keep their distance.

Stay behind cover,
then light up the stables.

We come in from the east fast,
they won't know what hit 'em.

Let's do it.

Go, go, go, go, go.

I got about one and a half
mags left.

Well, you beat me
by a half a mag.

There's five shooters.
Eh, that seems fair.

Kensi,
the shooters are closing in.

Callen, Sam and DeChamps
are moving in from the east

to flank them.
Guys,

you're gonna have
to draw their fire.

All right.
One, two, three.

♪ Sleep all day ♪

♪ Out all night ♪

♪ I know where you're going ♪

Drawing fire. Copy.

♪ You don't think it's showing ♪

Federal agents!

Well, they emerge
from the Alamo

and live to fight
another day.

Ain't that right,
Sundance?

Really?

I think I have a concussion.

I'm sure you
have a concussion.

- Thanks, guys.
- You're welcome.

Nice work.

Assistant Director.

Shay Mosley.
We trained together

in Glynco a few
years back.

Yeah, I remember you.

Congratulations on your move
from Secret Service to NCIS.

It's a good choice.

Hey.

Search of the ranch
reveal anything?

Just the buckets
of resin.

No other equipment used in the
production of counterfeit bills.

And Marca must have got word
that we talked to Mori.

He knew about
the resin delivery,

so we showed up at that ranch,

and those guys were
waiting to ambush us.

I just got a prelim I.D. on
the shooter from the hospital.

His name is Ricardo Ferrera.

He's a head security officer
for the Cordobas.

The Cordoba family's
been trying for years

to move in on Marca's
Peru operations.

Well, and they figured after
they took out Claudia,

he would start
a war in America

and take his eye off
the ball in Peru.

Well, there's no way Marca's
gonna let the Cordobas out

of his sight once he realizes
what they've done.

And I'm not gonna
let Marca out of mine.

Mr. Callen,
thank you very much

for the background information
on the incident

and on Agent Kolcheck.

Now, this panel is
very much interested

in what you saw
when you came through the door.

Did you see Mr. Sokolov

pull a weapon
on Agent Kolcheck?

We both knew that
Mr. Sokolov had a weapon.

Your report stated that
you think you saw Mr. Sokolov

reach for his weapon
before he was shot.

But you never saw this,
did you?

Like I said, we both knew
he had a weapon, so he...

We're not interested

in whether or not
he had a weapon

at some point
before he was shot.

Mr. Callen...

...did you see Mr. Sokolov
in possession of

or reaching for a weapon
of any kind

directly before

he was shot by Agent Kolcheck?

Special Agent Callen,

please answer the question.

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