All language subtitles for NCIS.Los.Angeles.S07E21-eng

You really don't know
who to vote for.

If you think about it,
you know...

Look out!

Are you good?
Yeah.

Ma'am!

Are you okay?

Can you hear me?

Hey, call an ambulance!

Jones!

♪ NCIS: LA 7x21 ♪
Head of the Snake
Original Air Date on April 11, 2016

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

Third time this week

my leftovers have disappeared
from the fridge.

So how do you
explain that, huh?

I don't have
to explain anything,

because I didn't do anything.
We both know

you have a weakness
for my loco moco.

Nope.

If not you, then who?
Huh? Monty?

I don't know,
he's a pretty smart pooch.

That's not cool.
You're blaming my best friend.

I th-- I thought
I was your best friend.

No, no.

Don't do your
switch-craft on me.

I keep saying to you,
you just...

you don't mess with
a man's leftovers.

And what I keep saying
is that you're insane, Deeks!

Guys, we need you upstairs.

Hurry.

All right, just so you know, I'm
getting to the bottom of this.

Want to know why? 'Cause I'm
a detective. I detect.

It's what I do.
Okay.

Only thing you'll be doing
later is apologizing.

Oh-ho-ho. No.

Office park security cameras

picked up a carjacking
in the Valley.

Hidden Hills Produce.

That produce truck
is actually

an undercover
military transport

carrying a load

of compromised
AK-47s.

And it gets better.

Hold on a second.

Is that Nate?

Damn. It is.

What the hell is he doing?

Well, Hetty sent Nate

on a long-term
undercover.

He's investigating

organized crime's
link to terrorism in L.A.

When was last contact?

12 weeks ago.

He went dark

and we had no
idea where he was

until this
showed up.

Well, if he was trying to
infiltrate organized crime,

it looks like
he was successful.

Regardless, we need to find him
and bring him in. Fast.

You think he's in over his head?

The fact he hasn't
made contact

suggests he is,

even if he doesn't realize it.

Who's the woman?

No ID on his companion,

but facial rec is
currently running.

How many AKs were stolen?

100 AKs

and over 2,000 rounds
of Rhino ammo

tagged for disposal.

That's enough to arm
a small militia

or tip the balance
in a gang war.

We can't let those weapons
hit the street.

Where are the drivers?

Marine Sergeants Edward Jones

and Kevin Brickson
are being treated

at St. Anne's Hospital.

You take the hospital.

We'll hit the crime scene.

You're good to go.

Sergeant Jones?

I'm Special Agent
Kensi Blye, NCIS.

This is my partner,
Detective Deeks.

Like I told ATF,

- I followed protocol.
- No, we understand.

We just have
a few questions for you.

Where's Brickson?

Still in surgery.

Doc says he's
gonna be fine.

Do you remember the
attackers mentioning anything?

A time?
Maybe a location?

Only thing I heard
was my brain frying.

Uh, did you recognize anybody?

No.

I mean, whoever they were
knew our disposal routine.

For one, who jacks
a produce truck?

And two, we change the truck
and the route with each mission.

Okay.

Nate used classified
information to pull this off.

Maybe even brought the weapons
to their attention.

Yeah, he put a huge arsenal
in their hands.

It's a big gamble.

And too dangerous
for Nate to pull off solo.

I mean, right reasons or not,
this could get bad real fast.

Let's see where Nell is
IDing Nate's new friend.

Maybe she's the one
calling the shots.

Let's go.

Once they got 'em
out of the truck,

they were easy targets.

It's efficient.

Doesn't make sense.

Nate is smart enough to
avoid common surveillance.

What, did he
just slip up?

Or did he want to get caught?

Maybe he knew he was in trouble,

this was his way
of reaching out for help.

Maybe, if he can't
make secure contact.

But even if he is being watched,

how hard is it
to get a message to us?

Unless he isn't trying to.

Look, Nate's one of
the smartest guys we know.

For now, we need to give him
the benefit of the doubt.

I don't know.

Hetty may have bitten off
more than Nate can chew.

You think she put him
in the game too early?

She may have overestimated
his skill.

He's operating
without a safety net.

We do that all the time.

Yeah, but the difference is,

we know if one of us falls,

we'll be there for each other.

Nate doesn't
have that luxury.

It's Eric.
What's up, Eric?

Traffic cam caught

the produce truck

at a wildlife reserve
in Santa Clarita

about an hour ago.

Where is it now?

Don't know.

No cameras in the reserve,
but we haven't seen it leave.

Could still be there.

We're on our way.

Thanks, Eric.

There it is.

Eric, we found the truck.

It looks deserted.

Copy that.

Sam!

I got Nate.

He's breathing.

Nate, can you hear me?

Come on, buddy.

Come out now!

Put your hands up!

Drop your weapons!

Now.

What took you so long?

Drop your weapons!

You forgot to say
“federal agents,”

so I'm going to need you two
to drop your weapons.

Drop your weapons!

What the hell's
going on?

I think the technical term

is “a double cross.”

Weapons on
the ground now.

Now!

This one.

Get him in
the truck.

Why not both of us?

Get a two-for-one?

One is plenty.

Easy.

Sudden movements

are contagious.

You jump, I jump...

that's how people get shot.

Don't worry,
I got you, G.

Projecting confidence

in the face of adversity.

I'm gonna project confidence
into your face

when this is all over.

Maybe next time.

We have to go.

- Turn around.
- Oh, no.

You want to shoot me,

you got to look me in the eyes.

So be it.

I would listen
to what she says.

What are you doing?

You shoot him,

his partner will never
give us what we want.

We don't have
time for this.

Let's go.

Don't worry, G, I'll find you!

Stop for a second.

Always wanted to do that.

Go.

Sam?

Eric.

I need you to find that truck.

They've got Callen.

On it.

Where's Sam?

Guys from the motor
pool picked him up.

He's on his way.
Callen?

No, but facial rec
matched our mystery woman

to several major robberies

over the span
of three years.

Meet Alisa Chambers,

the only link between several
elite heists across the U.S.

Diamonds in DC,

gold in Texas,

two banks in Seattle.
She's been busy.

And they're calling her
“The Black Widow”

since anyone she's
ever worked with

has gone missing

or turned up dead.

Why steal AK-47s
set for disposal?

The value is nowhere near
that of diamonds or gold.

Maybe it's not the AKs,
maybe it's the ammo.

Armor-piercing Rhinos.

Got to be planning
something big.

Yeah.

Why take Callen hostage?

Leverage?

I feel like it would be

something more specific
than that.

This makes no sense.

This isn't who Nate is.

Maybe it isn't.
What do you mean?

What if he wrote checks
that he couldn't cash?

One lie leads to another
and it just snowballs.

And this is Nate's way

of getting Callen on the inside with him.
Yeah.

You know,
Granger was saying

that Nate was investigating
a connection

between organized crime
and terrorism.

Maybe he found a link.

Could be.

Let's cross-check
Alisa Chambers

with all known terrorist
groups in the database.

On it.

Hopefully get lucky.

Oh, yeah.

Hopefully.

Easy, buddy,
that's my lucky jacket, okay?

Hey, Callen.

Or is it, uh, “Grisha”?

Tell me, has knowing
made a difference?

How do you know that name?

Your whole life

is built around
finding out

who you are.

I mean, the search
is just this

security blanket,
right?

And now that it's gone,

who are you?

Do you even know?

I have no idea.

I was actually going
to talk to Hetty

about getting
a little Nate time,

but clearly
you've lost your mind.

Actually, I'm thinking clearly

for the first time
in a long time.

We trusted you.

We all make mistakes, right?

Okay.

I'll play.

Why steal a batch
of compromised AK-47s?

Great question.

You tell me.

It's not about
the AK-47s, is it?

It's a test.

First order of business
when turning an asset

is to test the validity
of your Intel.

Oh, and grabbing a federal
agent, that's also a test.

Which he passed
with flying colors.

Oh. Ooh.

Look at you.

I mean, she's hot.

I-I don't know
that she's “treason hot,”

but, uh, I hope there's
something more to this.

Putting our lives on the line
for the greater good

just wasn't cutting it,

and, frankly, this has
an odd sense of freedom.

You're not free.

But you are in too deep.

Actually, I haven't
gone deep enough.

I should have done
this years ago.

Hetty will be disappointed.

Ah, Hetty.

Kind of ironic, isn't it?

I mean, she made both of us,
and here we are.

Like you say,
we all make mistakes.

Well, I'm done being
Hetty's flunky.

Now I have some questions
for you.

Hopefully you have
answers for me.

I will try,
but I have to tell you,

my... memory...
is a little fuzzy.

If you're stalling, waiting
for the cavalry to come,

they're not.

No signal gets in or
out of this place.

Scrambler.

That's clever.

Now back to those questions.

Where can we find JD-X?

“JD-X”?

Is that a DJ in Vegas?

Friend of yours?

Stable, high-impact,
heat-resistant explosive,

used by NASA.

You know what I'm
talking about.

Sounds very dangerous.

He just needs loosening
up a little bit.

Ooh. Really?

Yeah.

Time for my sponge bath,
I guess?

You know,
back in the day,

waterboarding was
the technique of choice,

'cause it left no marks.

Well, that's
the problem today.

Too many people living
in the past.

Back.

Okay.

Couldn't get anything
out of Hetty,

but she's definitely concerned.

Hmm.

You okay?

I don't know what I am.

I mean, is Nate in danger?

Is Callen?

Is there a plan?

If he is in trouble, I just wish
he'd reach out somehow.

Maybe he did.

Maybe that's what this is.

Maybe.

But what if he's not in trouble?

Then what is he doing?

I wish I had the answers.

Me, too.

Any luck on G?

I wish we had
better news.

Callen would have found a
way to contact us by now.

Yeah, well, Nate knows us
better than anybody.

Which means he knows
how we'll track him.

And how to lose us.

Interesting.

You got something?

Henrik Vuksan.

He's a high-level member
of Omni we busted

two and a half years ago.

He's doing time in Chino.

Yeah, they were after
that ricin vaccine.

We took out some of their men
at that private race track.

Apparently, Alisa Chambers
worked with Henrik

on a heist in Madrid
five years ago.

He got busted, she got away.

If Henrik's holding a grudge,
he may turn on her.

Have Kensi and Deeks arrange
a transport to the boatshed.

On it.

If Omni's involved,

they'll sell that arsenal
to a terrorist cell

with bad intentions,
or, worse,

they grabbed Callen
to seek revenge on us

for killing their men.

Oh, easy, big fella.

Henrik Vuksan.

It's nice to
finally meet y...

Shh...

Wait a minute.

You hear the two-
to three-foot waves,

offshore winds,

water's pushing
to about 70 degrees.

It's a good day for a surf.

That's pretty accurate.

Henrik Vuksan, you are
a known member of Omni.

Allegedly.

Nah, it's actually
pretty well documented.

Have you heard anything
on the horizon

dealing with Omni's
movements on the outside?

I haven't seen a horizon
in a long time, guys.

Only prison walls.

Is Omni planning a strike?

Any major plans?

You guys are worried
about Omni's revenge.

You should be, okay?

'Cause at some point, just
when you think you're safe...

So they are planning something.

I do not know.

'Cause I'm in prison.

Thanks to you guys, by the way.

You're actually
locked up with members

from each of the individual
groups that make up Omni,

so in all reality,

you're probably
more well-connected now

than you were on the outside.

Yeah, so let me ask
you that question again.

Is Omni planning a strike?

Like I said,
great day for a surf.

Hetty, you got
a minute?

Of course.

You gave Nate
his current mission.

Well, I've been known

to, uh, dole out assignments
from time to time.

Mmm.

Full disclosure.

Have you been
in contact with him?

I know you have your methods.

Did you see any warning signs?

You think Nate is
in over his head.

I want to know
if Nate turned wolf,

if he's taking
unnecessary chances,

specifically with Callen's life.

Every agent develops
differently.

Callen, you, Kensi.

You're not gonna tell me.

Okay.

I tried...

...to lure him out,

but he's enamored
by this femme fatale.

So why not force him out?

Well, it'd be very dangerous.

Faith.

And sometimes things
just need to play out.

Or you put the fire out
before it starts.

Where are
you going?

Nate's place.

Maybe there's something there
that can help us.

Memory jogged?

Thank you.

I was actually feeling
a little dehydrated.

Maybe you were wrong.

Maybe he doesn't know.
No, he knows.

He can just be a bit of a
problem child, that's all.

Hey, come on, Callen, let it go.

It's not worth it.

I don't know anything
about JD-X,

and you know more than anybody,
if I knew, I wouldn't tell you.

I read the file.

I know you and Sam designed
the JD-X security protocol.

That's interesting.

'Cause you don't have
that level of clearance.

Who are you getting your
information from, Nate, huh?

This isn't about me.

This is about you.

Okay, I'll tell you what I know.

I know for a fact that wasn't
spring water in that bottle.

Maybe distilled, possibly tap.
Not really sure.

We thought you might
respond like that.

So if you don't tell us
where to find the JD-X,

my associate is gonna hurt
one of these innocent people

and another and keep
doing it until you do.

There's one thing I
know about you, Callen,

is that you fear
being responsible

for an innocent
person's suffering.

I mean, it's what makes
you a good agent, right?

Easy call.

I hope she's worth it.

They're made and stored
at VertaDyne Technologies.

It's a civilian
contractor in Mid-City.

How do we get it?

If there's a security risk,
VertaDyne protocol is

to move the explosives in small
batches to another facility.

So that's the optimal time
to strike.

Yes.

Now call off your man.

Knife.

After we secure the JD-X.

Call in the threat.

Since when do you
keep food here?

Uh, since it started
disappearing at the house.

Oh.

Oh, how old is that?

This is a day older than
none of your business.

Yeah, fair enough,
but I'm pretty sure

it's not supposed to look furry.
What?

Um...

Oh.

That's gross.

Throw it out.

Ugh.

So what do we think?

Can we end
this guy's vacation?

I know that look.

What's going on with you?

What are you
thinking?

I'm starting to get
worried about Callen.

Shoot, nah, Callen can
take care of himself.

I'd be more worried about Nate

and his power of self-deception.

What do you mean? How so?

When you go this deep,

you got to convince yourself

before you convince
anybody else, right?

Nate's a master
of the psyche,

so he's gonna go deeper.

Which means
if this thing goes bad,

it's gonna be
disastrous.

Living the lie.

The longer it goes,
the worse it gets.

Yeah. How do you know
when to drop it?

Well, unfortunately,
that's the problem,

is you don't.

I just keep thinking that Nate
doesn't have all of the pieces

and so he's just
jammed until he does.

At least that's what I'm hoping.

Yeah.

What happened to you, Nate?

Oh.

You can run,
but you can't hide.

Gotcha.

Go, Nell.

We just got a match
on the van's plates

through a city crime
surveillance cam.

Where?

Mid-City.

Mid-City...

There's a VertaDyne facility
in Mid-City.

They manufacture
JD-X explosives.

Military grade.

Coincidence?

Considering SECNAV had
Callen and me consult

on their security protocol,
I doubt it.

That's got to be the target.

Track that van
and send me the feed.

Yep.

You're sure this is it?

You don't trust me?

Nah, he wouldn't play

with other people's lives.

That's the thing about
wearing the white hat.

When lives are
on the line,

there's no margin
for error.

Hey, hold up, there.

No casualties.

You were right
about this one.

Thinks he runs the world.

Those JD-X loads are
equipped with trackers.

Anything goes wrong--

like, let's say,
a hijacking--

you get caught

before you hit the 405.

I can get you the JD-X

and I can disable
the trackers,

but no casualties.

Okay.

But it'd better work.

Right on time.

Go.

We have a visual. Stand by.

Copy that.

Standing by.

Make it fast.

I need my badge and my gun.

Get creative.

Federal agent!

I need to confiscate
this truck.

Abort Omega protocol.

Verification Alpha-Charlie-Zulu.

Request to abort Omega protocol.

Verification Alpha-Charlie-Zulu.

Stand by.

Request verified.

Release to Agent Callen.

All yours, Agent Callen.

Just walk away.
I'll take it from here.

And another tracker.

I'll take care of those.

That's all of them.

Good.

It's been fun.
Whoa, whoa, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

You don't just
put a bullet

in a guy like this.

His friends will find him

and then they'll find us.

A guy like this

has to disappear.

And that means disposal.

Piece by piece, if necessary,

and that takes time.

The kind of time
that makes us

miss the exchange.

He comes with us.

You're going to be good at this.

I'll drive.

You two keep an eye
on our friend.

Come on. Let's go.

Leave him!

Sam, the van

is approaching your position,

headed south on Union.

I got him.

Unbelievable.

Guy just doesn't get it.

Tried to slip me a tracker.

Guess he doesn't know you
like I do.

50 yards and closing.

Stand down, Sam.

Repeat. Stand down.

Granger, are you crazy?

Let them go.

I don't believe this.

Just trust me.

Okay, I've got
a visual on Callen.

He managed to escape.

Head north on Union.

I'll pick him up.

I'm coming to you.

You good?

Better than him.

Here comes Granger.

Are we really gonna
let them go,

just like that?

That's exactly what we're doing.

Unbelievable.

Listen, there's
a bigger picture here.

Nate's onto something.

We need to let
it play out.

We stop them now,
we've got nothing.

So, first, we give them
an arsenal of weapons.

And then we handed them
enough explosives

to take down a building.

We're not even certain
if we can track 'em.

You were up close.

Where's his head?

I'm sure that Alisa
will kill him

if she even begins to suspect
that he's not legit.

And I think that Nate knows that

and he's gonna play it out
to the end.

I just... can't be sure.

So is Nate going method,

or is he just gone?

If we're wrong,

a lot of people
are going to die.

Well, at least this will force
their hand into moving faster.

That's when mistakes happen.

We're running out of time.

Those explosives could disappear
at any moment.

Yeah, she's wearing
a scrambler on her wrist.

I pointed it out to Nate
before I slipped him a tracker.

Well, let's hope
he uses it for help

and not for a wild goose chase.

Let's check with Kensi
and Deeks at the boatshed.

Maybe they're having
better luck.

Go on ahead. I got this.

Quit stalling, Henrik.

For the last time,
I got nothing to say, guys.

Come on.

I see you have
an affinity for the water.

And the feds--
that's us--

we have a bunch of
different prison facilities

up and down the coast.

We could probably make
a few phone calls,

see if we could find
some vacancy for you.

You can do that?

New location, new identity,

a view of the horizon...

Paradise.

I mean, that's fed
power for you.

So you got
a couple options.

You can either tell us
what we need to know, or...

Or we could just send you back
to your current facility

and, you know,
maybe even tell your roommates

how much you
helped us out.

You'd label me a snitch.

Hmm.

Well, you're right
about one thing.

There is chatter of

something big going down,

but it ain't Omni.

Okay. Do tell.

What you're dealing with
is a local problem.

Okay?

You got the Triads, the
Armenians and the Molina cartel,

and they're pooling
all their resources.

Something big is bringing
the heads of all the groups out.

Something about heavy, uh...

heavy artillery.

JD-X explosives.

Mm-hmm.

What does Alisa Chambers
have to do with all this?

Whatever they want,
the Black Widow shall deliver.

Expect a body count.

Because she kills her crews?

Dead men can't betray.

Her kiss is the last
thing you'll see.

So who's the target?

It's not a target, it's a sale.

Who's the buyer?

Foreigners, from what
I could put together.

Whoever they are,
I'm sure they're not nice.

Leaders of the Triads, Armenian
Mafia, the Molina cartel--

those guys have been
untouchable for years.

Yeah, that's all we need

is these guys getting
their hands on the JD-X.

Yeah, they can sell it
to the highest bidder.

Or, even worse, they can
keep it for themselves.

Too greedy.

These guys will turn on each
other the first chance they get.

- And the body count rises.
- Granger's right.

If these guys surface, it's
gonna be a major opportunity

to cripple their organizations.

What are we doing?

Making the exchange.

You should have told me
there was a change in location.

Sorry, sweetie, you don't
get to know everything.

Hi. It's me.

Go ahead.
Plan's changed.

It's in our possession, but it
has to be today or no deal.

Copy that.
45 minutes.

I'll text you
the location.

Okay.

Why here?

Like you said,
those guys are good.

Timeline's got pushed.

One mistake with this JD-X
will cause this refinery

to destroy three city blocks.

For an outlaw,
you sure do care a lot

about people you don't know.

I care about us.

The plan was to get rich,
not die.

You need to keep me
in the loop so I can help you.

All right, no more secrets.

Got something.

What?

It's a JD-X beacon.

That's East L.A.

Surveillance dead zone.

Yeah.

It's Nate.

It's the tracker
Callen mentioned.

Mobilize the team.

Yeah.

Pray it's not a trap.

Looks like the party's
getting started.

You sure we can trust them?

We're about to find out.

Almost home.

Gentlemen.

Let's see the merchandise.

I'm impressed
you pulled it off.

The money?

Give me a minute.

IDs confirmed. Take 'em.

Move in.

Federal agents! Everybody down!

On the ground now!

Let's see your hands!

Don't move!
Get down now!

Federal agents!
On your knees!

Stay down! Stay down!
You're in the crosshairs!

Down!
Hands behind your back!

Don't move!

You know, there was a moment
you almost had me convinced.

Drop your weapon.

It's over.

You still don't get it!

In!

Close the door!

I have a shot!
Do not take the shot.

Do not shoot that van.

The explosives will
blow us all to hell.

They're on the move.

Callen, Sam, go.

We got these guys.

Do not shoot that van.

Nate's still inside.

I got him.

Jump in the trunk!

I got Nate.

Finish it.

Everyone good?

Yeah. All good, G.

What the hell were you thinking?

I lost control.

You're lucky to be alive.

Look, I get why you did it.

You got too deep.

And I almost got us killed
trying to prove myself.

That's just it,
you don't have to.

You're already
a part of this team.

But this team doesn't work
if we don't trust each other.

I guess I have a lot to learn.

No, look, we all do.

That never changes.

That was a crazy day.

Buy you dinner
to celebrate?

Yeah, just a second.

What are you doing?

Nothing. Nothing.

Yeah, uh, Jamaican?

You want to get Jamaican?
'Cause that sounds pretty tasty.

Okay.

Did you just send me an e-mail?

No. What did I send?

What's this?

Video?

No, don't watch that.
Don't watch that. Don't watch the video.

No, no, no, no, no!
What's that?

Stop! Stop, stop,
stop, stop, stop!

Care to explain?

Uh, yeah, I can explain,
I set up a webcam to see

who was crushing my leftovers,
and it turns out to be...

You.
Me.

You weren't even
gonna say anything.

I was gonna say something.

I literally just saw...

I didn't even know that
I sleptwalked until I...

You should apologize.

What is that?

What?

When I found the container
this morning,

it was in the fridge.
So?

So in this video, I just
left it on the counter.

How does it get
back in the fridge?

You know what,
it doesn't matter.

No! Aah!
Don't you...

Give it back. Give it, Deeks.
Stop it. Stop it.

Give it back, give it...
Who is that? Who is that?!

Oh... my God.

You're eating the leftovers
of my sleepwalking leftovers.

Okay.
You care to explain this?

Okay, you know how much
I love loco moco.

It was calling my
name. It really was.

I was sleeping,
and I heard it call my name.

It was like, “Kensi!”
I can't believe you.

I... No. Okay. Wait. Wait. Wait, wait.
I don't even know who you are.

Wait, wait.
No wonder I'm stressed out.

The love of my life is
like a loco moco hyena.

Wait,
seriously, look at me.

I'm telling the truth.
Look back! Come here!

It was messy.

But Nate got it done.

Something we haven't
been able to do.

Well, messy's good.

Gives you a chance
to appreciate the clean.

It was a huge gamble.

Is it really a gamble...
if you don't lose?

Oh, Nate's growing.

He's going to be good.

But in this business,
“good” gets you killed,

so I need him to be elite.

“Elite” takes time.

- And reps.
- Exactly.

Don't get it twisted.

I've done this before.

I, uh, I owe you an apology.

Just a promise.

You'll never do anything
that stupid again.

Even though your heart was
in the right place,

you endangered lives.

That's not
what we do.

You got lucky.

But sometimes being lucky
is better than being good.

Hmm.

Quite a day, huh?

Understatement of the year.

There are three major
criminal organizations

that are crippled,

and the vacuum of power
may very well destroy them.

Moving forward, there's
a system in place for a reason.

Use it.

No more lone wolf.

Or don't you remember
saying that to Mr. Callen?

I don't know, just...

Maybe I'm not ready for this.

You've never been more ready.

Now your real training begins.

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