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I'm sorry,
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What the hell is...

♪ NCIS: LA 7x15 ♪
Matryoshka
Original Air Date on February 8, 2016

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Why would I want to know what

some guy I've never met
is having for lunch?

I-It makes no sense to me.

Course it doesn't, it's about
the greater collective.

That's why it's
called social media.

You're anti-social.

I am not anti-social.

I'm socially selective.

You're socially challenged.

Because I value my private life?

Because you won't embrace,
for the first time in history,

our species is
globally connected.

Think of what we could
accomplish as humans worldwide

if we cooperated toward
a common goal.

We could bring back the McRib
any time we wanted.

Clearly, the evolution
of shared human consciousness

is lost on some people.

Shared human consciousness?

Teamwork makes
the dream work, baby.

Hey guys, I got something
you'll want to see.

Oh, boy.

Well, I'll tell you

what I don't want to see.

It's you wearing a skirt.

This is a tactical work kilt.

Yeah, well,

your work kilt ain't working.

Has Hetty seen that?

She has, indeed.

And for your information,
I have received

a plethora of compliments

this morning
on my chosen attire.

Trust me, they were
just being nice.

Hm.

Unlike you two.
on my chosen attire.

McBeale counter punches.

Boys, don't poke the bear
unless you want...

a bear that's angry.

An angry bear... in a dress.

Now that would make
any bear angry.

It's a kilt!

Kensi and Deeks are
on their way in,

but I thought you should see.

I'm hating this already.

Something happen to Kirkin?

Lucky us.

Looks like he was kidnapped.

By who?

Don't know yet,

but he was grabbed at the spa

where he does most
of his business.

How did they do that?

He's surrounded by muscle.

Well, today was
no exception, but, uh,

somebody got through.

They used a stun gun
on the bodyguard

and the massage therapist,
zip-tied and gagged them

in a treatment room.

By the time
they were discovered,

Kirkin was long gone.

How do we know Kirkin
didn't fake his own kidnapping

just to disappear?

Maybe he was just
trying to skip out

on his plea bargain bond.

It's possible.

He was wearing an ankle monitor.

And you tracked it?

LAPD found it duct taped
to the bottom of a mail truck.

That sounds like

a job for the FBI.

Does Granger know about this?

Uh, I doubt it.

The assistant director
escorted Jennifer Kim

on a red-eye
back to Washington last night.

That explains the dress.

No way you'd be brave enough

to wear that thing
with Granger around.

Ho-Hold on a second,
w-why the sudden interest

in a North Korean spy
we picked up two months ago?

No idea.

Maybe he didn't want to see

someone else's ass
get kicked on the flight.

She did not kick my ass.

Eric has surveillance footage
that says otherwise.

There was...

surveillance footage of that?

No.

You're funny.

All right,

let's check this out.

Somebody may be moving
in on Kirkin's territory.

So?
So...

we have a working relationship
with Kirkin.

The guy sold you out
to a guy called the Gargoyle.

Yeah, so he's
the devil we know.

At the very least,
we check it out,

we can rule out that
this is something

we shouldn't be involved with.

Right, right.

Right. Have Kensi and Deeks
check out the spot,

see if anyone saw anything.

Got it.

Mr. Callen,
a word in my office, please.

No.

No, what?

The answer to your question.

I didn't ask you a question.

You were going to ask me a
question,

and the answer is
an unequivocal no.

So, if you didn't grab him,
might you know who did?

I would have said something
if that were the case.

Kirkin has plenty of enemies,
even more so now

after giving up his prison gang
contacts to avoid jail time.

Hell, I'm surprised it took them
this long to catch him.

Are you surprised
it wasn't an assassination?

Well, I'm sure they want
to question him.

And torture him?

Probably.
Uh-huh.

I assume you were going
to ask my permission

before looking into this.

Absolutely.

All right, you have until lunch.

Then I want you
and Agent Hanna

to get back
to your current cases.

Deal.

Uh, no, Mr. Callen,

it's not a deal.

It's a directive.

You know it's illegal
to smoke in here?

Easy,

easy, we just want

to ask a few questions.

Everybody, relax.

We got your attention now?

Kirkin's bodyguard came
straight here.

He doesn't remember anything
about the kidnapper,

so we're gonna have to try

and find some usable footage
from the spa.

Yeah, all right.

I'll see what I can do.

Okay.

What?

LAPD is bringing them
in on weapons charges.

It's a win.

Seriously?

If a guy puts an AK down
in front of me as a threat...

You spit fire at the guy?

Fire? Like a circus act?

I knew you'd follow my lead.

Next time lead by telling me
what the hell your plan is.

I'll do that.

Need some ChapStick.

I think I burned my lips.

Maybe we should get a treatment

while we're here.

Yeah, I didn't want
to say anything

but you do need a mani/pedi.

Those feet are starting
to look like hobbit feet.

Yeah, I was thinking
more in the lines

of a nice,
relaxing couple's massage.

I don't get that.

What's not to get?

Me, you, together,
lying naked...

In the presence
of other people...

Yeah, the more the merrier.
No.

When I get a massage
it has to be deep tissue,

and I just want my muscle
knots ground out by force.

I don't want anybody else
in the room for that.

Yeah, God forbid,

Princess Hardcore gets
a nice, relaxing shiatsu.

I don't even like
little dogs.

No, shiatsu,
not Shih Tzu.

Oh my gosh, I was joking, genius.

I know who Shiatsu is.

I read The Art of War.

No, that's Sun Tzu.

Oh, my God, again.

I was kidding.

Wow, you are not on
your game today, beach boy.

See? This just proves it.

I need a massage.

I didn't get a good look at her.

Sorry, what? You said her?

Yeah, I'm pretty sure
it was a woman.

She had the hood of her robe up
so I didn't see her face,

but I did get a look
at her legs.

Was she with anybody?

Not that I saw.

Did she say anything?

No.

Was there anything
that you might remember?

Jewelry, tattoo, uh,
the hair color, perhaps?

It happened really fast, sorry.

Nah, it's okay.
Thank you for talking to us,

and if you think
of anything else just, uh,

go ahead and call me.

Will do.

Thank you.

Uh, maybe I should get
your card, too?

No, no, just my card
will suffice.

Thank you so much, Hans.

See you later.

I still got it.

So, why do you think
they sent a woman?

Why wouldn't they send
a woman, Deeks?

Uh, because not
all ladybirds have

your skill set, my love.

Still pretty sexist,
"my love."

Hmm...
Kirkin always has

a bodyguard with him,
which means

they weren't expecting
a woman to come after him.

That's a good point.

So, how'd she get him
out of here?

Maybe she had help.

But she still had to leave.

True.

What's up, Kens?

Hey, Eric, I know you're already

reviewing the security footage

from the spa, but we're looking

specifically for a female.

A ladybird.

Ladybird, copy.

Thanks.

This is surveillance footage
from the spa.

Now, we checked for reflections,

but we never get
a good look at her.

That is some heavy laundry.

No driver.

No back-up.

I get sending in a woman
to be less obvious,

but why was no one waiting there
to whisk her away?

Whoever she is,
she's doing this on her own.

With serious
operational skills.

Which suggests
government training,

but operating
without sanction.

Any more information
on our mystery girl?

Not yet, but we think
she acted alone.

- So, maybe it's personal.
- Yeah, maybe...

or she's a pro

hired by any one
of Kirkin's enemies.

Puts us right back
where we started.

Which would seem
as good a place

as any to end this,

Mr. Callen.

Check your watch.

We know it was a lone female
that grabbed Kirkin.

Your time is up.

You want us to just walk away
from this?

No, we'll let
the appropriate authorities

continue the investigation

so that all of you can
go back to yours.

I found her.

Found her. Well, I-I-I didn't,

I didn't find her,

Kaleidoscope found her.

Well, Kaleidoscope
didn't find her,

but it found the van that was
used to grab Kirkin.

Where is that?

Long Beach.

It's a holding yard
for containers

bound for the port.

We have to have lunch anyway.

We might as well do it
in Long Beach.

Make it quick.

And keep your receipts!

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Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Let me check for wires.

Good?

Clear.

Well, now the question is

did the kidnapper
just dump the van here,

or was it brought here
for a reason?

Eric, you got eyes
in this area?

No, but we should.

The security grid lists
cameras in the area,

but if they're there,
they're offline.

It's very convenient.

Why would you disable cameras

if you're just gonna ditch
a getaway car?

You wouldn't...

unless you were planning
on coming back.

For the van or something else?

Hey, guys, we're
gonna send you

some BIC codes
from these containers.

Find out who owns them
and where they're going.

You got it.

Hey, so, I thought
Hetty banned you

from wearing
a kilt to work.

Oh, it was, um,
more like a suspension

pending my agreement to
work-appropriate undergarments.

So, you weren't wearing
work-appropriate undergarments,

or you weren't wearing
undergarments at all?

On second thought,
don't answer that.

Ew.

Guys, I got something!

Drop it!

NCIS?

Oh, you're here

to rescue me.

I don't know what to say.

Do yourself a favor,
don't say anything.

Who put you in here?

The big guy just said
not to say anything.

Just answer the question.

I don't know, sir,
I was drugged.

Eric, Nell, do we have company?

We're still blind.
Wait, wait.

Hey, what about me?

Marty? Oh, come on.

Don't let him get away!

Federal agents,
get on the ground!

Get down!

Anna?

In Moscow, you work
out of an elegant walk up,

but in L.A. your office
is a shack.

It's a shed.

A what?

Boatshed.

A boatshed?
Yeah.

How very L.A.

We use this place
for interrogations.

Am I being interrogated?

Do you need to be?

I've been trying
to located Arkady

ever since you left Russia

without much luck.

Have you found
anything that suggests

your father survived
his gunshot wounds?

Yes.

Does Kirkin know
where Arkady is?

No, but the people
that want Kirkin...

they can help me.

If you give them Kirkin,
what do they promise in return?

Proof that Arkady is alive.

I was told he has
a message for me.

I would receive it if

I kidnapped Kirkin and put him
in that shipping container

bound for St. Petersburg.

L.A. to St. Petersburg.

That's 30 days, give or take,
in a steel shipping container.

That is a...

a hellish trip.

Which was appealing to the man
I was bartering with.

I hope Kirkin knows how lucky
he is that we found him.

Explain to me again
how NCIS ruined your, uh,

what'd you call it, again?

My "me day."

Your "me day""

It's important to take
time for yourself.

The stresses

of the modern world...
they're a killer, believe me.

If we, as a human race...

Okay, let's stay on topic,
shall we?

Uh, yes, you're right.

What's important
to remember here

is that NCIS

drugged and kidnapped me.

Yeah, that didn't happen.

When I saw

Callen speaking
to that angry minx,

I recognized her from the spa.

She was part of the elite crew
that snatched me up.

If, by elite crew, you mean
a single, solitary, 120 pound...

115 pound, actually.

I don't know,
she's pretty tall.

I know,
but she's pretty athletic.

W-W-W-W-Wait, you're saying

that girl...

That woman.

Excuse me, that woman...

No, no, she could not
breach my security

and kidnap me on her own.

This didn't happen.

Yeah, actually it did.

She breached.

She kidnapped.

She bought the T-shirt.

I'm sorry, does that violate
your sense of self?

This playful arrogance
of yours, Marty,

it really works for you.

You got it.

On every level, you got it.

My "me day"

is beginning to look up.

Dear God.

Okay, I've placed photos
of Kirkin in a secure file

just as Anna
was instructed to do.

Thanks, Nell.

No problem.

What do we do now?

Wait for your friends
in Russia to respond.

We wait.

You go outside.

Someone would like
to have a word with you.

Anastasia Kolchek.

Henrietta Lange.

Have you been having issues

with your cell phone connection

or your e-mail access?

I've been busy.

Ah.

Did you ever stop to think

that I was trying
to contact you

to offer my assistance
in finding Arkady?

Were you?

No, I wasn't.

So why did you call?

I called because there was

an assignment
that you were right for.

An assignment that paid money?

Oh, yes.

Who would I be working for?

Me, of course.

Of course.

After you find

your father,

we can discuss the assignment.

It would be
a good move for you.

Well, I don't know
about an assignment,

but I should have
returned your call.

That would have
been courteous,

but not reaching out to me
when you were first in L.A...

that was just dumb.

I know.

We have similar goals.

A trust.

Why go it alone?

Alone works.

It can.

Alone is safe.

A team's safer.

But I don't have a team.

What?

Well, ten years ago,

I had this same conversation

with someone.

And how did that go?

Well, it's still going.

Not having anyone
to depend on.

Depending on no one.

That's no way
of living life.

'55 550 Spyder.

You know your cars.

I know Porsches.

This is the same model
James Dean was driving.

A beautiful car
for a beautiful man.

It's a stunning replica.

Yes, it is.

If we never cross paths
with Kirkin again,

it's gonna be too soon
in my book.

What's wrong?

A little lover's quarrel?

Mm...
Did Kirkin rub you the wrong way?

Nice.

Kirkin finds me attractive.

Don't be jealous.

Oh, yeah, that's it.

Jealous.

Listen, no one is immune
to the Deeks-ness,

man or woman.

It's a curse, really.
I've had to deal with it

my whole entire life.
I think it's my kind

and soulful blue eyes.
Wow.

Yeah...

it's a burden you must live with.
Yeah.

Thank you.
See? Anna gets it.

Don't encourage him.

Or look into his kind

and soulful blue eyes.

Out of respect for Kensi,
I will keep my distance

from the Deeks-ness.

Thank you.

Guys, it worked.

We just received
a secure video message for Anna.

Anna, if you are seeing this,

then you did what was
asked of you.

Thank you.

My superior

mental toughness has allowed me
to survive this far,

but I am hopeful that
I will be leaving soon

with my...

new comrade, Balinski.

I've learned little
about this man,

but I believe he worked

for a time in Sevastapol

with my good friend, G.

I ask nothing
more of you, Anna.

You owe me nothing.

And for...

And that's all we have.

Arkady's alive.

Nell, any other information
embedded in that file?

We just started combing
through the metadata,

but we know the video
was shot two days ago.

I need to get
him out of there.

I'll help you.

Arkady mentioned you worked

with that prisoner
in Sevastapol.

You know him?

No.

But I did work in Sevastapol
when I was with the Agency.

Think this guy's CIA?

Probably.

How else would he know
where I worked?

Arkady didn't know
I was in Sevastapol.

You sure?

Thank you.

For what?

For not coming out here

and telling me that

I shouldn't be helping
Anna rescue Arkady.

I got to be honest, G.

What I'm saying
and what I'm feeling...

they're at odds.

But I get it.

Arkady's a link
to you finding out

what kind of man
your father was.

Your history.

Look, I have to do this.

You don't.

I know.

But that's what we do.

How should I know
what Russian prison

they're holding
Arkady Kolchek in?

Okay, listen, you help us,
you get to leave.

It's that simple.

Or what?

You hold me here forever?

Nope.

Just 30 days.

What are you talking
about 30 days?

You're a missing person.

Nobody knows where you are.

The only people who think
they know where you are,

think that you're
in a shipping container

some place in the Pacific.

And what happens
in 30 days when they

open said shipping container
that you should be in?

You know, the one we just
rescued you from.

Which, by the way, you've never
thanked us for, actually.

What happens is

they're gonna search for you.

And then they find you.

And then they kill you.

You are more fun in bath houses.

Yeah, I keep hearing that.

We need to know
where Arkady is being held,

and we need to know
the name of the people

on that cell block.

How do we find that out?

If I tell you how to do this,
I can go?

Disappear before that ship
ever makes it to Russia?

I don't know, Deeks,
are you gonna be okay

if Kirkin disappears for awhile?

I mean,
I can try to be strong.

And power through it?

Probably gonna cry
myself to sleep.

Okay.

Um...

the only way to do
this is to access FSIN.

The Russian prison system?

Yes. Uh, but the section
of the FSIN system

where you can find
this information

cannot be accessed remotely.

So we need a direct connection
from a secure terminal.

Mm-hmm.

But you are in luck.

There's one right here
in your golden state.

Where?

The Russian consul general,
of course.

The Russian consul
general's computer.

Sounds like an easy guy
to get close to.

Yeah...

I'm sure he loans out
his secured computer

to strangers all the time.

Think Kirkin's
telling the truth?

About needing a direct link
to access the FSIN system?

I mean, it makes sense.

But what if he's lying?

Well, we won't know that
until we can get someone

in front of the
consul general's computer.

Hmm, a federal agent...

caught accessing
a secure network

in the Russian consulate.

Yeah, that doesn't sound
like a disaster at all.

Yeah, especially given

our strained diplomatic
relations at the moment.

Can you believe
Anna came to L.A.

and didn't ask us for help?

Some people can't
ask for help.

They don't know how.

Ah, not me.

I'm good with help.

It's one way

Anna and I are different.

One way?

Yeah, we're simpatico,
cut from the same cloth,

kind of in that misunderstood,

loner kind of way.

Sorry, loner?

Yeah, I live alone.

You're a member
of three different

live action
role-play groups.

So, I'm down
with LARPing.

And a Dungeons
and Dragons group.

And a Magic: The Gathering group.
Please,

those guys are more
like family at this point.

Beale, you are
one of the most

socially scheduled
people I know.

Hey, I keep Sundays
free and clear...

when they cancel trivia.

Exactly.

Point is, you and Anna,
nothing alike.

Oh, here's something.

Okay, fine.

You're both blonde.
No, no,

no, check this out.

What's up?
Normally,

the consul general is

in San Francisco,
but for the past month

he's been operating
out of L.A.

Hopefully not that consulate
property in Hancock Park

Callen and Sam shot up?
No,

it's an estate
in Palos Verdes.

Question is...

what has he been doing
in L.A. for the past month?

Probably planning
this charity gala.

It's tonight.

It starts in an hour.

Of course, it does.

Okay, well,

we'll need to backstop
undercover identities

for the entire team

That will hold water
with the Russian FSB.

And add them all
to the guest list.

Is that even possible
to do in an hour?

For mere mortals, not a chance.

For the Beale, hells yeah.

All right, great.

Tell him what he's won, Deeks.

Anatoli Kirkin, you've won
a 30 day head start

from the Russian mob.

I'm always happy to be
of assistance, colleagues.

Marty, when I get set up,
I will send for you.

Well, that sounds promising.

And pay no attention
to the critics.

Your hairstyle is glorious.

Driver.

Means the world,
coming from you.

He's gonna send for you.

You better keep
your bags packed.

Wow, anybody else?

You got something for me?
Oh, well...

it is, uh...

glorious.

Isn't it?
Oh, oh, it's something.

Mm-hmm.

Right here.

Thank you.

You all look
woefully underdressed.

We are if we're going
to a charity gala

at the Russian
consul general's.

Were Eric and Nell able
to set up our covers?

They were, indeed.

Anna will be joining you.

Having a Russian along with you

should prove helpful.

What identities
were backstopped?

Anna is a Russian billionaire
heiress slash aspiring pop star.

Great.

So, I go in as her
billionaire husband, then?

Uh, well, actually,

Mr. Callen will be playing
Anna's boyfriend.

Very nice.

All right, so,

A and R executives
to the stars,

'cause I can rock that.

No, Sam will enter

as the CEO of Anna's

growing media empire.

I picked that out myself.

Hetty, your styling skills
get better with time

like fine wine,
you know that?

All right,

now listen, get out of here.

You need to be at the gala
in 30 minutes.

Uh, so just quickly,
no more garment bags?

Actually, no.

Oh, I get it.
My tux is custom

because of my long arms
and broad shoulders.

It's a struggle.

A daily strule.

A curse, if you will.
Stop.

Stop.

You will find

your uniforms
when you collect the van.

Uni-what?
What's our cover?

Staff for the catering.

So, no tux then.

No tux, Mr. Deeks.

So, cater-waiter, then?

Yes, right.

Maybe a bow tie?

Can I at least
have a bow tie?

You were supposed to be
here 30 minutes ago.

Uh, I'm so sorry.
We got lost.

Unbelievable.

Whoa.

Put it on the end counter.
Okay.

Oh, there's
a really unique smell

coming off
of this thing.

It's coulibiac.

That's not helping me.

Sturgeon, egg,
rice, and mushrooms

baked into
a loaf of bread.

Oh, I think I just threw up
a little bit in my mouth.

Yeah, just hold it
together, Martina.

God.

Eric, Nell,

you guys copy?

Oh, we got you.

Your covers have
been uploaded

and your names are
on the guest list.

G, you tracking this?

Guys, we got a problem.

They're using
facial rec to verify I.D.

Copy that.

We don't have it.

We're next.

I'll buy you some time
with a signal jammer.

Coming to you now.

What are you doing?

W-w-wait, no, no,

I-I don't-I don't
feel so good.

Please,
get out of my way.

You know, I'm doing this
for you, 'cause I tried

some of the sturgeon bread
and then I just...

oh, my God, it was like
a gey-I threw up in the pantry.

Shh! Keep your voice down.

Yes, I'm Everett.

I see that you have lived
in London and New York.

Yes. Your English is superb.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, but we have
many security protocols.

Hold on,

these photos aren't

gonna turn up on TMZ
or anything like that?

No, sir.

Oh, I thought you boys
might be hungry.

I need you to leave

the security area now.

Keep stalling,
I need more time.

And you?
I-I'm very sorry.

She must have gotten lost.
Let's go.

Oh, but these people
might be hungry.

Perhaps I can interest
you in some endives

with some chopped tomatoes.

Yeah, why not?

Beale?

Uploading now...

Done.

Facial rec is in place.

We have to go.
Okay.

Have a lovely evening.
Pardon me.

Sorry.

We good here?

Please, enjoy the gala.

Thank you.

Leaving the server room now.

Copy that, Deeks.

All right, we're in.

And we have live feed

from the consulate
surveillance system.

♪ ♪

You must, must, must come
to Burn 60 with us

while you're here in L.A.

It is a fabulous workout.

That sounds wonderful,
but while I'm in L.A.,

my focus is on Cal

and my music.

Oh, you're so sweet.

How about you, Sam?

I'm sure getting sweaty

with you is a time
to remember.

You better believe it.

you're delicious.

Okay, selfie time.

Not before I have a dance

with my girl.

Oh, you know what,

I think I see a friend of mine
over there from Samara.

Oh, okay, well,
you hurry back.

Okay.
Oh.

Bye...

You've done this before.

So have you.

Well, I worked as a janitor at
a country club when I was a kid.

Just kind of picked it up.

Ballroom dancing via osmosis.

Impressive.

You haven't seen
anything yet.

Okay, guys, we've located the
computer with the direct link

to FSIN.

It's upstairs in the southeast

corner bedroom.

Now, the only problem is
we've got two security guards

posted at the door.

Kensi and I will take
care of security.

Okay.

Kensi, one of the guards

from the front entrance
is moving towards you.

He may have
figured out you had

a signal scrambler.

Kensi and Deeks,
go deal with him.

Anna and I will handle
the guards upstairs.

I'm moving to the room
where the guards are going.

What are you doing up here?

I was just looking for candles.

I need to search you.

You got this?

Yeah, no, I definitely got him.

Mmm.

Okay, for a second
I thought you didn't have him.

No, no, I got him.
I told you I got him.

Oh, my gosh.

Like a Russian bear.

Guard secured.

How do you want to play this?

I've got a plan.

Ah, that sounds good.

What's the play?

Just follow my lead.

Just follow your lead?

Yes.

Just do what comes naturally.

Excuse me, no one
is allowed up here.

You need to go
back downstairs.

Sir.

Ma'am,

you need to go
back downstairs

to gala immediately.

G, I'm in.

Um,

yes, um,

I'm sorry.
She got a little, uh...

We'll go back... downstairs.

All right, USB drive
is in place.

Good. All right, I can
disable the system password

and connect you
to the FSIN system, but, Sam,

from that terminal
you'll need to find and download

the prisoner transportation log

and the prisoner I.D. log.

Got it.

Found it.

Downloading now.

Nell, what's my exfil?

Not the way you came in.

The guards are back at the door.

Download complete.

Deeks, are you and Kensie
in the van?

Yeah.

We're here.

We got eyes on Callen and Anna.

Come on, Sam.

Nell, talk to me.

I'm with you, Sam.
There should be a door

on your left.

There is.

Good. It leads to a balcony,

but from here you're gonna
be on your own.

Good luck.

Yeah.

Let's go.

Deeks, let's roll.
Moving out.

Nice assist on the signal jam
in there, Kens.

Any time.

How'd you get the guards
away from the door?

I had a plan.

She had a plan.

What does this mean?

This means
you were correct.

The man being held
with Arkady is CIA.

Yes, the man Arkady

knows as Balinski

is actually
CIA Officer Randall Sharov.

He was believed dead
until this video surfaced.

And they're in Nazarovo Prison?

Yes.

Are we being sanctioned
to go to Russia and rescue them?

No.

Not them.

Just Sharov.

The Russians could be baiting
us with Sharov,

forcing Arkady to work
with them.

Well, that may

very well be the case.

Hetty,

we're not gonna just leave
Arkady to rot.

You asked me

if you were being sanctioned

to rescue Arkady.

I already answered
that question.

The Agency

will help you with
some of their contacts,

but they cannot guarantee
your safety.

And if FSB intervenes?

You're there as rogue agents

on an unsanctioned mission.

We'll leave tomorrow morning.

I'll inform the team.

No...

Only the two of you are going.

What do you want to do
about Anna?

Sharov is your objective.

Anna's knowledge of Russia

will be useful,
but the moment

she or Arkady
compromise your mission,

you cut them loose.

Understood.

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
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