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Driver! Out of your vehicle now!

I said out of the vehicle!

* NCIS: LA 7x04 * Command & Control Original Air Date on October 12, 2015

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Nothing Rachel said was true, was it?

No.

Her name even Rachel?

So what happens now?

You go to jail.

Let's go, loverboy.

Keep it movin'.

He's all yours.

Everything I said to you, I meant it.

Everything was real.

Not for me.

You good?

I'm great.

Mmm. Man fell hard for you.

The man was also funding domestic terrorism.

And plus, you know what, the-the whole billionaire thing,

kind of getting old. Mmm. I'm sure.

You know, perfect clothes, perfect car,

perfect food. It's like, "Ugh.

- Too much." - Amen to that.

I like things with flaws.

Yeah, well, that's no secret.

Easy, tiger.

We've been grinding

on this case for two days straight.

Time for some chow and some shut-eye.

Amen to that.

Best idea ever. All right.

Well, I think I have to get out of this dress.

It makes me nervous to wear it.

He spent $3,000 on this dress.

What? It sounds like you're saying "$3,000."

Mm-hmm. It's a Balmain.

You got to pay to play, baby.

We should take it to Melrose, hock it for a hundo.

Ha, ha. Then you can explain to Hetty

why it never showed up in wardrobe.

Whoa!

Beale!

Hey.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

What are you doing?

Just, uh... practicing my training.

Training? Training for what?

I've been... I've been doing jujitsu

for the past, uh, month over

at Copper Academy. Really?

Wow. That's very impressive.

Yeah. Well, I figured my firearm training's coming along.

Maybe it's time for a little... unarmed combat.

All right. Well, let's see your defense for this chokehold.

Safe word. Safe word.

Pretty sure you just say "tap."

Oh. Yeah.

Um, Nell, I have a confession to make.

What's that? I haven't really...

learned any jujitsu yet.

I thought you said you've been training for over a month.

I have.

And? And, um,

I haven't actually made it to the class part yet.

What do you mean?

Um, I usually have to...

take a breather and lie down during the warm-up.

The warm-up? Yeah.

You may call it a warm-up.

I call it Navy SEAL Hell Week crammed into 20 minutes.

Oh, Beale, it's not that bad.

Not if you're some

ripped, eight-pack, Adonis-looking stud.

Okay. How do you know it's not so bad?

I just...

Nell?

I dated one of the instructors over there.

Huh.

Look, it's been a long night. Hetty's giving us the day.

How 'bout we go get some breakfast

and talk about literally anything else.

Great.

Let's go. Great.

So, this guy,

was he, like, a full-on instructor or...

This a�a� bowl, really good, man. You should've gotten one.

Easy.

I'm already drinking this baby food smoothie for you.

What do you have against a�a�?

It's the superfood of the Amazon.

You don't think it's strange that two years ago

you'd never even heard of a�a�?

Now you're slurping it down every chance you get.

I don't do that. I don't slurp.

I don't trust it. It's too new.

You don't trust a fruit?

It's just the latest L.A. food craze, that's all.

Today it's some mystery berry from the Amazon.

Tomorrow we'll be eating... shower mold

because it's high in omega-3s. It's ridiculous.

Actually, the new a�a�

is a cactus fruit. It's called pitaya.

Pi-tay-a. Pi-tay-a?

Pi-tay-a. Pit-ay-a.

All right. Now you're just making stuff up.

That's ridiculous. No... Hey!

Hey! Whoa, man.

Morning, Agent Callen,

Agent Hanna. Who's this?

I'm glad you had a nutritious breakfast.

Vitamins, minerals.

Healthy energy for the day ahead.

It's been fun talking to you, pal,

but this conversation's over... Pressing that button,

Agent Callen, will be like killing

those 20 people by yourself.

20 people?

Yes, Agent Hanna, 20 people. I'm... You know, give or take.

But what's a life or two either way, right?

Uh-huh. This is some kind of a game?

A game is played for pleasure.

A game doesn't have a determined outcome.

Either side can win in a game.

Games have their place. But this...

whatever this is, boys, it ain't a game.

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh. Feetsies stay planted.

If you hit send on that text, Agent Hanna, the 20 people die.

I want you two to throw your earwigs and your phones

down that storm drain to the right behind that planter.

Now.

You got ten seconds.

Nine, eight,

seven, six,

five...

What's keeping you?

Four...

Good choice.

Now, I think I know the answer to this but indulge me.

Are you two willing to trade your lives

for those of 20 strangers?

Yes.

No wavering. No hesitation.

How do we save them?

Do you guys have a theme song?

I mean, you should, 'cause this is all really very heroic stuff.

You got one minute to save 20 people.

It's a bomb.

You're right about that.

50 seconds. Where is it?

How many more times do you think

that boy's gonna bounce that basketball

before he dies?

The bus stop. Federal agents! There's a bomb!

Clear the way! Get out Clear the bus stop! Get out of here!

There's a bomb, everybody! Move, move,

move, move! Go, go, go!

Mama, what's happening? What's happening?

Sweetheart, come with me. Right now.

Just come with me now. Okay.

Sam, the boy!

I got him.

Three, two,

one!

You okay? You okay?

Wow.

Smart money said you'd lose at least four of 'em.

Color me impressed.

Now it's time to get to work, boys.

So, I have this feeling that I'm going to regret

letting you pick the breakfast place this morning, but...

Something's wrong. I don't like this.

What's up? No little kid monster cereal on the menu?

Callen and Sam's phones went offline.

Let me see that.

And no signal from their earwigs either.

Hmm. Maybe they're in an underground parking structure.

No. There's none near their last known location.

Why would they ditch their comms? Hmm.

And at exactly the same time.

Come on. Let's check it out.

I will not lie...

that dress is a work of art,

but it is not even in the same league as this T-shirt.

Well, yeah, and that T-shirt is actually much more,

uh... Much more what?

Much more you. Aw, thank you.

You ready for this? Mm-hmm.

Breakfast... is served.

I know it's not brunch at the Soho House,

but it's gonna have to do.

Don't tick... Please don't tickle me. Please don't tickle me.

Mmm. Get in there.

Okay. Oh, thank you.

Ah, I love your frittatas. They are the best.

Okay.

Mmm. Just perfect.

Yeah.

You're not still thinking about my undercover op, are you?

No.

Well, no, maybe. A little.

Guy's a douche.

Now he's a douche in jail.

I don't care about him.

Well, good. 'Cause you shouldn't.

I was actually just thinking about the fact

that you spent the last week in a world where...

money was no object.

You know me. I could care less

about money, whether it be cars or clothes or watches.

I don't... It doesn't matter to me.

But?

But, um...

I don't know. Sometimes I think,

you know, maybe I want to get those things for you.

And, listen,

I-I love my job. You know how much I love my job.

But I realized this week that I...

I'm-I'm never gonna have that kind of money.

I'm here.

With you.

Yeah, no. I know that you're here with me.

I'm just saying that, you know, and then... And then

nothing.

I've dated guys with money, Deeks.

Lots of money. Like plane money.

Plane money? Like a Cessna or like a... It doesn't

matter.

This is all I've ever wanted,

Deeks. Even before I met you,

this is exactly how I wanted to feel.

I don't care where I have breakfast.

As long as you're there.

Come here.

What?

I love that T-shirt.

Me, too.

I'm not gonna look at that.

Oh, I think you should.

Son of a... Can you grab me some shoes?

I'll put these in the car. Yeah. Mmm.

And I quote: "Take the day, relax, because you earned it."

What's going on? Nothing good.

This is from an hour ago.

Okay. What's...

Wait for it.

Oh. Are Callen and Sam okay? Where are they?

Yes. And we don't know.

Callen and Sam both ditched their comms

around the time of the explosion.

How did they know the bus stop was gonna blow up?

I found some additional footage from before the explosion.

I can push in a little bit more.

Bike messenger drops a phone on their table, rides off.

Person on the phone

orchestrated the whole thing.

Any leads on the caller?

Mm. Not yet. We're tracking

cell activity at the time of the call,

but it looks like the phone that was delivered

to Callen and Sam actually has a scrambler on it.

I'm also checking into ongoing threats

and past cases. It's all still fluid. But we got lucky

with the bike messenger.

Yeah. A traffic cam picked him up a block away.

Got a hit on facial rec.

His name is John Baxter, 28, from Playa Del Rey.

The messenger company John works for uses

GPS to track their bikes.

John rode north after the explosion, then holed up.

I sent the address to your phones.

Go pick him up and find out who hired him.

Done. And with pleasure.

Our comms are down. So by now Ops knows what's up.

Joelle, my family, everyone's on lockdown.

This could be somebody we put away. This could be

somebody we're investigating now.

Could be someone who's not even on the radar yet.

The list of people who wouldn't mind seeing us dead

is long and distinguished.

Let's narrow it down. What do we know about this guy?

He's a control freak.

He wants to run the show. He wants us to feel helpless.

Wants to put us in a no-win situation

where we die so others won't.

No, that would make us heroes.

He wants us to die failing to save people.

We left our car and walked out here. Why?

I needed to make sure you weren't being tracked

by your team.

We dumped our comms like you asked.

And I'm supposed to just trust that your superiors

didn't inject you with-with a LoJack?

You have our attention. Now what?

Straight to the chase.

No dinner, no dancing.

Ah, I feel cheap.

Today's plan's simple: you do what I say

or I blow something else up.

Yeah? Where's this bomb going off?

If I told you that, cutie pie,

what would I do to fill the rest of my day?

We're gonna find you.

That shouldn't be too hard.

Why's that?

'Cause I'm gonna tell you where to meet me.

Shocking turn of events, wouldn't you say?

Where?

You know that park off of Culver?

Off Culver?

Yeah.

Then you know it's 2.2 miles from where you stand.

Shorter if you don't abide by property laws.

You two have 20 minutes to run there

or something else blows up.

And this time it'll be a lot bigger than a bus stop.

Ticktock, boys.

Ticktock.

Yeah. Okay. Thank you so much.

So, the messenger company didn't know anything

about a delivery to Sam and Callen.

In fact, Baxter wasn't even scheduled to work today.

The bike stopped here, so...

And yet no bike.

Well, it's got to be somewhere.

Yeah. Maybe.

Well, looks like he ditched the bike and took off.

Deeks.

Apparently the caller doesn't like loose ends.

Now I see why he didn't tell us to dump our guns.

He's got civilians everywhere.

He knows we won't engage him.

Okay, so where's this guy?

He's smart.

And maybe a little crazy.

On the swings. You got to be kidding me.

2.2 miles through L.A. in...

19 minutes.

I appreciate the effort.

Would have been a shame not to be able to look at y'all

in the eyes.

That's close enough.

Nice location.

Well protected.

I could've gone for the whole "meet me on a rooftop" thing.

Search you, hope my guys

don't miss your backup weapons.

Or we come to a park,

get some sun,

have some fun.

Don't worry about them.

You keep your guns put away,

so do they.

You try and take me out,

their crossfire turns this park into breaking news.

Who are you?

What did we do to you?

You're running out of time.

Where's the bomb?

You have to earn that one.

And how do we do that?

See that pickup parked on the street?

Take it to 547 Hill Street.

There's an underground parking lot.

What are we doing there?

All in due time, Agent Hanna.

But you know what you're not gonna do...

you're not gonna contact your team. Mm-mm.

You do that, I blow up the target.

You don't follow the orders,

I blow up the target.

We understand each other?

Yeah.

You got 20 minutes.

I've been running searches on Callen and Sam

across the entire city, but after the explosion,

it's like they disappeared.

The caller's keeping them away from surveillance cameras.

Okay. So...

we know that the bus stop explosion happened here

and then they went northeast. And that they haven't shown up

on any surveillance cameras after that.

Either they're in an area with a private

closed circuit surveillance system...

Or they're in a place that doesn't have

any surveillance cameras. Mm-hmm. Places like this.

I know that neighborhood.

Why send them here?

Yeah. There's no commercial buildings.

No place where people congregate.

Nothing that would be a viable target.

Unless...

Check this out.

Yeah.

Yeah. In the middle of this neighborhood,

there's a public park.

Hmm. Any cameras in the park?

Mmm. Yeah. One.

It's for security on the maintenance shed.

Rewinding.

Did you see that?

Yeah.

Callen and Sam.

I'll call Kensi and Deeks.

Great. Thank you.

Two guys...

Okay, thank you.

Hey. Hey.

So, one of the moms over there said she saw Callen and Sam speaking

to a guy on the swings. By the swings?

No, no. On the swings. As in... swinging.

All right.

Not much of a description

but she did say that it was a white male,

light-colored jacket and jeans.

That is fantastic. That narrows it down

to half of Los Angeles. Precisely.

Got to be honest, this guy was thinking.

Even if Sam and Callen could get a shot off,

they're not gonna take it. There's too many kids.

Yeah, but they still would have tried to take him down.

Which means if they didn't,

he probably had backup.

Or another target wired to blow.

Maybe Eric was able to track them from here.

Hey, so out of curiosity, what do you think of this neighborhood?

It's fine.

'Cause there's this house for sale around the corner.

Could be perfect for... Uh, perfect for what?

I don't think you and I need to be thinking about buying

something right now. No, no, no, no, no. Perfect for flipping.

It's a house to flip.

What do you know about flipping a house?

A lot. I got a season pass to Flip or Flop.

Seriously?

No, I've studied all their moves.

Pretty much, you always make a profit.

That's 'cause they're pros. That's what they do for a living.

Yeah, but I've watched 30 episodes.

I've taken copious notes. I have the money in my savings.

Now is the time, baby.

We got to make a move now. Whoa, whoa.

It's an op... opportunity...

Come here. Come here, come here. Wait a minute, wait a minute.

If you want to use your savings

to flip a house, I'm all for it.

I will support you. But if this is about getting rich

or some primal need to lavish me with jewels,

I don't want to be a part of it.

Lavish you with jewels? Yes.

Not everything's got to be about you.

I just want to flip houses.

I just want to make that money. I want to get that paper.

Okay. Baby, so what do you think, huh?

Pooling together our money?

Flipping a house, you and I? It would be a...

A terrible idea.

If by "terrible," you mean "amazing" and you're in.

I'm glad we talked about this. I really feel better.

I know this guy's got eyes on us,

but I haven't seen a tail yet.

The way this guy talks,

the things he says, G...

I don't like him.

Well, I don't think he'll be liking any

of your Instagram pics anytime soon.

Smart move.

Hope Eric doesn't miss that.

Storage building in the jewelry district?

Doesn't seem like the kind of place he'd put the bomb.

This guy wants a spectacle,

and high visibility, a lot of victims.

This.. this isn't right.

You boys make it to the parking structure?

Yeah, we're here.

What next?

There's an import-export company in this building.

They just came into possession of $11 million in diamonds.

And you're going to get those for me.

This is about dollars for you?

And a little entertainment.

Who knows what's gonna happen.

You succeed, I'm $11 million richer,

and you stop a bomb from killing thousands of people.

You fail, you're just a couple

of Federal Agents turned thieves.

So, how are we supposed to get the diamonds?

You have your choice of cutting torches

in the back of the truck.

Use them to enter the steel access door.

Enter the hallway.

There'll be two security guards.

They're there to assist you.

Do we have to breach a safe?

You have 20 minutes to secure the diamonds.

He hung up.

He asked if we were here yet.

He doesn't have eyes or ears down here.

Either way, he's gonna blow the bomb.

But he's not gonna do anything until he finds out

if we can deliver these diamonds.

Watch your eyes.

You found them? Yeah.

MTA footage of the light rail tracks downtown.

That's Callen and Sam in the pickup.

They knew that making a right across empty tracks on red

wouldn't draw any attention.

It didn't look suspicious if anybody was watching, but...

But it would trigger the MTA cameras to record.

It's a good move.

It's a great move.

Acetylene torches, a drill, tools.

Everything you need to break open a steel door.

Or a safe.

Let's find those guards.

- Hey! - Hey, guys.

No one's supposed to be back here.

Put your hands up.

You're not expecting us, are you?

Get out your cuffs.

There'll be two security guards.

They are there to assist you.

I really don't like this guy.

Sam?

Yeah?

I figured it was 50-50 whether you'd answer the phone.

I guess the rent-a-cops trigger fingers weren't as itchy

as I was expecting.

Those rent-a-cops are doing their job.

This is a legit business.

Right-o.

So take the keys off one of the guards.

Open the secured room at the end of the hall.

That's where the safe is.

We'll need time to open a safe.

And you're gonna have it.

Just meet me at the Main Street Plaza in 45 minutes

with the diamonds.

What do you got, Beale?

I backtracked the movements

of the pickup truck throughout the day.

This is the guy who drove the truck to the park

where Callen and Sam picked it up.

Got an ID on him?

No, there's never a clean shot of his face.

What about the building behind it?

It's an auto repair shop.

I sent the address to your phones.

All right, we'll go check it out.

Before you do that,

you're gonna want to see this.

So, no surveillance camera in the park

picked up an image of the caller,

but that doesn't necessarily mean he wasn't photographed.

So, I used geotracking

to scan through various social media platforms.

I looked for photos

that were taken at the same time

Callen and Sam were in the park, and...

I found this.

Tell me that guy's in the system. Yup.

Got a hit on facial rec.

His name is Chad Brunson.

Chad Brunson? That doesn't ring a bell.

What about his brother... Tyler Brunson?

That's the guy who used the

USS Watertown to smuggle the drug Krokodil into the country.

He was working with that scumbag Paul Angelo.

Yeah, Angelo outed

Callen and Sam as Federal Agents

while they were posing as high-end dealers.

We took Tyler Brunson down at the Marina.

Brunson raised his gun on Sam.

And that is never a good thing to do.

It's all about revenge.

Hey, it says here that in '92,

a high school principal was having, um,

"disciplinary issues" with younger brother Tyler.

Principal was found dead... beaten to death in his office.

And the evidence pointed to Chad Brunson?

No evidence needed.

Chad called it in, told them he did it himself.

Police never found him.

He was off the grid till 2013

when he became a person of interest

in a double homicide in Bali.

Guess he disappeared before the locals could pick him up.

Guys, I got Callen and Sam.

They're on a security camera

at a parking structure on Hill Street, Downtown.

That's the jewelry district.

Lot of steel doors and cases for that cutting torch.

Locate Callen and Sam.

If you can get close to them without being spotted, do it.

Copy that. What about the auto repair shop?

I'll check it out. You gonna do that alone?

I could, uh, get my, um...

Oh.

I got Nell.

And I'll get my things.

All right.

I'll hold down the fort.

That's the pickup.

Easy.

Oh, you got to be kidding me.

You know what they say

about sneaking up on a guy?

No.

I don't, either.

- Nice. - Good to see you two.

Yeah.

Sam is working on a safe inside, but we need to stay out here.

I don't think this guy has eyes or ears inside this garage.

All right, we got a name for you... Chad Brunson.

Brunson?

Brother of Tyler Brunson.

Brother's keeper.

This is a straight revenge play.

Oh, yeah.

Someone gave us up.

Gave him our names.

That's gonna have to be a problem for another day.

For now, what do you need from us?

Follow us when we leave.

We're have to bring these diamonds to Brunson

in exchange for the location of a bomb.

All right, we'll alert the Bomb Squad, have them ready to move.

Brought you a comms, new tracker.

Should be easy to keep tabs on him.

I don't think he's gonna let these diamonds out of his sight.

We got your six up there.

Open it. Yup.

Got it.

Got it? Ready.

Clear!

Clear.

If you have a question, ask it.

Cool.

I, uh... I didn't know

if this was more of a Mr. Miyagi, Daniel-San,

don't-ask-any-questions kind of thing, or...

you know.

Somebody shoot me in the head.

Sorry.

So, what's your question?

Well, we breached the space, and it's empty.

So, what's the first thing you look for?

Anomalies.

Anomalies. Right.

Yeah, this is an auto repair shop.

What's here that shouldn't be?

What isn't here that should be? Mm-hmm.

No cars, no trucks, no motorcycles.

No customers.

I think they were working on something

that was parked right here... something big,

judging by those tires.

Probably a cargo truck. Mm.

Eric said he couldn't find a surveillance camera angle

on the front of the building.

So, if they drove a cargo truck out of here,

we would have no way to identify it.

No way to track it.

Well, we might be able to identify it.

Okay.

Companies use this material

to put logos on cars and trucks.

Give me a hand here. Yeah.

Now, if this is what they were doing

to that cargo truck...

Maybe we can identify and track it.

Exactly.

Miyagi ain't got nothin' on you.

Sir.

Are we good?

Got 'em.

Let's do it.

Hey.

Courtesy of Kensi and Deeks.

And they didn't even come in and say hello.

All righty, it's on.

Oh, by the way, want to know who this guy is?

"Rosecrans

Catering." Call it in. Yeah.

Hello?

Beale?

We're looking for a large cargo van or truck

with "Rosecrans Catering" on the side.

Let me hold that.

Where's the bomb?

Diamonds first.

Don't you want to check the stones?

Nah. Wasn't really about the diamonds.

Nice bonus, though.

My name's Chad Brunson.

- That mean anything to you? - Brunson.

You related to Tyler Brunson?

I was... until your team killed him.

Our team didn't

shoot him.

I did.

Why don't you let him go, tell him where the bomb is?

You can have me.

I'm who you want.

Nah.

It's a nice offer, but, uh...

I'll stick with my plan.

Who wants to go get blown up?

Guys, LAPD just issued an APB on two men

matching your description.

Where is the bomb?

The exact location and the delivery method...

you know, I'm not going to say. Uh, you got to find that out.

That wasn't the deal.

Yeah. It was the deal.

You run around town for my amusement and my profit,

and I tell you that...

the Convention Center's gonna blow up.

It's a big place, lot of people to move.

Chop, chop.

How long do we have?

You got enough for me to make it to my front row seat

so I can watch you get blown up with the rest of them.

Oh, and, um, just to make things interesting,

I phoned in the diamond robbery to the L.A.P.D.

They're looking for you two gentlemen.

Yeah, I think I got our suspects.

LAPD!

Stay where you are!

Did LAPD detain Callen and Sam?

No, they made it to the pickup truck, but LAPD is in pursuit.

Brunson? Uh, he got into a car with two others.

And Kensi and Deeks?

Covering Callen and Sam at a distance.

Hetty, Rosecrans Catering is the official caterer

of The Convention Center.

That's

how Brunson is getting the bomb

into the center.

Hetty, there's a huge car show going on there today.

There are thousands of people inside the center.

Of course there are.

There they are.

Callen, Sam, got eyes on you and holding position.

Driver, out of your vehicle now!

I said, out of the vehicle!

Callen, Sam, you okay?

We're good.

We're just east of the south corner.

- You located that bomb yet? - Yeah.

He's sending it to the arena inside of a catering truck.

Well...

Let's find that truck.

Eric, has

Convention Center Security or LAPD started the evacuation?

It's in progress now.

Is the catering truck still on Flower Street?

He turned onto Venice.

Take the right up ahead.

You're running parallel to the truck.

He's approaching

the Convention Center now.

Kensi, don't let that truck

get anywhere near the Convention Center.

I got this, Hetty.

Please leave the Convention Center

calmly and immediately. Please locate your nearest exit.

Hands up! Put 'em up right now!

Put your hands up and leave 'em up.

Look at me.

Leave 'em up!

Don't!

Clear!

Detonator secured.

Ammonium Nitrate,

Diesel fuel wrapped in Tovex.

Big boom, but it's easy to disarm.

There's a timer.

It's a failsafe. We got less than two minutes.

Guys, I got movement on the tracker.

Brunson is closing in on your position

from the north fast.

You good? Just buy me a few seconds.

That's them.

Bomb's disarmed!

Okay, okay.

You got me.

Checkmate and all of that.

Now for sure you got a question to ask me, don't you?

Aah!

You want to know...

who gave me the names of the Federal Agents

that shot my little brother.

You guys don't got a clue.

One of your own...

is gonna burn you down from the inside.

Show us your other hand, Brunson.

What?

Uh, nothing.

I'm done, so...

I guess have a good night.

You, too.

Uh... thank you, Assistant Director, for

letting me tag along today.

I just hope I didn't get in the way, or anything.

Sir.

Don't do that.

Excuse me?

I didn't let you tag along today.

I brought you with me because I needed backup,

and you have field experience.

Okay.

Never belittle yourself or your accomplishments.

You deserve the respect you've gotten.

You've earned it.

At this point, why even

go to bed, you know?

I feel like if I just keep moving, I'll be fine.

Ooh, I have a good idea. Let's go grab burgers, huh?

Double-double, animal style. My treat.

Who's with me?

You know they make animal-style fries, too? Of course I do.

Nell, what do you think?

A little dooble, doo-ble in your future?

- I think that sounds fun. - Awesome.

You okay?

Yeah.

You sure?

Hey, how about we grab Eric on the way out?

That's a fantastic idea.

It gives us an opportunity

to talk to him about our house-flipping business.

No!

No, Deeks! What?

No, this is not our business, and I am not letting you

pillage my savings for this.

Oh, that's a shame because

my house-flipping business is gonna take the world by storm.

All right? It's gonna be a TV show.

Me and Monte take over the world.

That's all he said?

Yeah.

The mere fact

that Chad Brunson got the names

of the team members responsible for taking down

his brother...

it's troubling.

Well, if that information came from inside NCIS,

it's more than just troubling.

- Oh, of course, I agree. - There's a good chance

the mole we apprehended last year gave up this information

before we got him.

And we still don't know who he was working for?

We don't.

What about Paul Angelo,

the guy that gave us up to Tyler Brunson?

I'll speak to him.

We want to be there when you...

I'm handling Paul Angelo.

Why don't you

go home and get some rest?

Take Monday off.

You've earned it.

Today is Monday, Hetty.

Oh.

Then I'll see you two tomorrow.

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