All language subtitles for NCIS_ Los Angeles 11x18 - Missing Time

Previously on "NCIS Los Angeles..."

- Ready?
- Lead the way.

ZNN has just learned

the identities of the two fugitives...

Kate Miller and Anastasia Kolcheck.

If it walks likeutka

and talks likeutka...

- I'm guessing that's Russian for "spy"?
- Yeah.

You have 24 hours
to prevent her execution.

Please don't hurt our daughter.

We will do anything to get her back.

- Hi, Callen.
- Anna.

A girl comes back to town, and you just

- let her go like that?
- Anna did not come back for me.

She had a mission, and

I think it's time that I just move on.

- You know they're gonna find out.
- I know.

It's just until I figure some things out.

The CIA, my criminal record.

I don't want to get anyone into trouble.

Bandit-bandit.

They painted you,
Bullet. Target lock. Head for the deck!

Roger that.

Releasing flares now.

Come on,
Bullet. Break the lock! Break the lock!

Talk to me, Bullet.

Bullet, do you copy?

Target lock broken.

Nicely done. Exercise terminated.

When do I get to run a bandit
drill on you, Sabertooth?

Uh, think those G-forces
scrambled your brain.

That's a hard never.

Bogey! Bogey! 60 miles out!

Uh, I don't think you heard me, Bullet.

Not gonna happen.

This is not a drill.

I've got a real-world intercept on my IR.

I don't have it, Bullet.

North Island, we've got company
up here at Angels 3-5.

Bogey is matching airspeed
and running a parallel track.

Roger, Bullet, but we show no contacts,

no squawking and no emergency beacons.

You've got an exclusive.

Bullet, can you identify?

Still no visual.

Holy crap! That thing
just accelerated to Mach.

Targeting computer can't calculate.

It's back. What the hell?

I don't see an IR plume.

How is that even...?
Craft is accelerating again!

It's on a collision course!

Bullet, evasive maneuvers!

Synced & corrected by -robtor-
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You're not hungry, huh?

Not really.

Come on. You know
I love Deeks's loco moco.

I think I made it clear
in my anonymous Yelp review.

Yeah, uh, thank you for that.

It's all he talks about, so...

It's just, after
being stuck here for a month

and eating only hamburgers,
rice and gravy,

I'm starting to feel like
I'm back in prison.

Or, um, maybe I'm just losing my mind.

Well, CIA said it was
gonna take a few weeks

to expunge your criminal record, so...

No, they said it's gonna be weeks

until they decide whether
to expunge my criminal record.

They might decide

- I'm not worth the trouble.
- Okay. Okay. Well...

Joelle said she would get it done, so...

Joelle doesn't have that type of power.

It's not a small thing, Callen.

We're talking dozens
of federal and state databases

that need to be altered,
court records wiped.

And there's the video.

Hours of news footage with my face on it.

Not to mention everyone
who was involved in the manhunt.

What's the CIA going to do about them?

Erase their memories?

And there you are,

you are putting everything on
the line to harbor a fugitive.

- I just...
- Hey.

- Just...
- Hey.

Stop.

I made the choice.

I stand by it.

And I will stand by you.

I know you will.

Just say the word,

I will, I will call in the big guns.

No. No, I don't want anybody else

sticking out their neck for me.

Okay, well, a word from
Hetty goes a long way.

She can help. She would love to help you.

No. No, I'm sorry, you're right.

I'm gonna give it a few more days.

- A month in here isn't that bad, right?
- Okay.

I was in prison for six,
and you, my friend,

are a much nicer cellmate than Katya.

Okay, well,
that's not exactly a high bar.

I'm pretty sure she was a psychopath.

Okay. You have to get to work.

And I need to wash these dishes
before Deeks's mom gets here.

Yeah, and remember, food
goes down the disposal,

- not to the...
- And not in the trash. I know the drill.

Hey.

It is gonna be okay.

I know.

- I know it will.
- All right.

- Okay, now go. Go.
- All right.

- Save the day.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Let me get my cape.

"For an establishment with no connection

"to Hawaiian culture, to attempt
such a culinary gamble

might smack of hubris, risking
the very wrath of the gods."

Oh, I love that line.

So I've heard."But the
most remarkable thing

"about the loco moco

"at the Squid & Dagger
is that it pays tribute

"to a traditional dish
while forging something new

in the fires of creation."

I mean, some may say that's overwritten.

- No.
- But I would argue

that that is passion for food,

more specifically, for my food,
and so, what I need

to do is I need to write a reply

that does justice and matches
that level of passion.

There we go. Done.

Wait, what?

- We share a Yelp account.
- No.

Oh, no, no. No, no. You can barely spell.

You wrote it? No, no.
No, no, no. No, no. No.

"Thank you for your business
and kind words"? That's it?

Where is the passion?
Where is the hubris?

I was supposed to...
what are you... What?

I put an exclamation point in there.

You used one. One!

- What?
- Ouch.

Everybody knows anything less
than four is just cold.

That is what I'm saying. It's cold.

Okay. Please tell me we have a case.

- We have a case.
- Okay.

Hey, did you find
a new place to live yet?

Uh, yeah.

Uh, it's not new, per se.

Um, I'm actually living with my parents.

Oh.

Yeah, the same parents
who have barely seen

or spoken to me the last few years

now can't stand the
thought of me sleeping

more than 300 feet away from them.

Uh, well, for what's it's worth,

it was hard for them to make that video.

Yeah, try it with a sword at your throat.

Sorry, I didn't mean to diminish
what you went through.

You didn't.

It's just... family, it's stressful.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Meet DIA Agent Walter Anderson.

He runs a small Department
of Defense office in Mar Vista,

and at 6:00 a.m. this morning,

he missed a scheduled video
conference with the Pentagon.

When his phone went
straight to voicemail,

his colleague Agent Sarah Raines

was asked to go to his house.

His car was there, but no one answered.

Fearing something may have happened,

she requested LAPD enter the home.

Anderson wasn't there, but
there was no sign of a struggle.

The Pentagon wants him found ASAP.

But he's been gone for,
what, three hours?

What did this guy do that
warrants this kind of response?

I don't know. That's all they've told us.

Callen and Sam are
headed to the office now.

Eric is meeting them
on the theory we are dealing

with a security breach,

although the Pentagon
has yet to confirm that.

Uh, I didn't think this was possible,

but this is mysterious even for them.

Oh, and Hetty is reaching out to SECNAV.

Maybe she can shed some light.

All right, well, uh, I guess Deeks and I

will head to Anderson's house,

and you guys let us know if you learn...

- Anything.
- ...anything at all.

- Mm-hmm. Sounds good.
- Okay.

Yeah, sorry. Can't help you.

Uh, have you seen
my security clearance on JPAS?

I did. And you should be
very proud of it.

We both work
for the Department of Defense.

So does the janitor
that cleans this place.

I have been ordered to determine

if there's been a security breach.

Actually, you've been ordered
to find Agent Anderson.

Which I can't do

until I first find out
what he's been working on.

And I'm telling you I am not
authorized to reveal that.

You are now.

That's from the Secretary of the Navy.

DIA Agent

Sarah Raines, meet Special
Agents Hanna and Callen.

Your worst nightmare.

This is a waste of time.
There's been no security breach.

How do you know?

Anderson's file said

he was read into the Special
Access Program. You're not.

True.

Agent Anderson does have
access to some more

- highly classified files, but...
- Agent Raines,

this is where you let us in.

Where is everyone?

Oh, this is a small operation.
It's just Walter and me.

The Pentagon doesn't want a lot of people

knowing about what we're doing.

- Hmm.
- What exactly are you doing?

We're called AATIP.

Advanced Aerospace Threat
Identification Program.

They shut that down years ago.

And it was just restarted a month ago.

...airspeed and running a parallel track.

Roger, Bullet...

This is from a fighter jet.

Correct. An F-18.

What is that in the middle?

That is why we're here.

Our mission is to identify
more than half a dozen

recent UAP sightings by Navy pilots.

UAP?

Unidentified aerial phenomena.

...an IR plume. How is that even...

Craft is accelerating again.

It's on a collision course.

We used to call them UFOs.

Holy crap. That thing just went vertical.

What the hell was that?

I was at home when I got
the call from the Pentagon.

It was just before 6:30 a.m.

Anderson had a conference call
scheduled for 6:00.

- You weren't gonna be on it?
- Apparently not.

He didn't tell me.

- But I'm not surprised.
- Why is that?

Lately, Walter's been
keeping things from me.

Limiting my access to certain files,

failing to share new data.

It's like he didn't trust me anymore.

Anything precipitate this change?

We did have a bit of an argument.

About that.

Anderson got this job because
he can think outside of the box.

That can have its advantages,
but lately, I was starting

to wonder if Walter even
remembered there was a box.

There are three explanations
for what you see on that screen.

The first is that it's
the result of a technical glitch

or a bad piece of code.

The second is that we're looking
at an aircraft

belonging to a foreign power.

Foreign power? Well, if that were true,

that would mean they
were capable of things

we didn't even know were possible.

What's the third?

That it doesn't belong to anyone.

At least,

not anyone from this planet.

Anderson was leaning in that direction?

Oh, not just leaning.

He believes.

And after our argument,

I think he also believes

that I'm working with
the Pentagon to cover it up.

Wow.

Are we sure that Anderson
isn't still in here somewhere?

Huh. This is interesting.

UFO Encounters.

The Definitive History
of Alien Visitations.

Encyclopedia of Crop Circles.

Wow.

Looks like I found
the rest of the iceberg.

Oh.

Agent Raines wasn't exaggerating.

Anderson really is...

a believer.

Well, she told Sam and Callen

he was getting more and more paranoid.

These windows are wired
with break-in sensors.

There are some on the front door, too.

It doesn't look professionally installed.

Oh, I think Anderson DIY'd it.

There's also a camera
on the side of the house.

Looks like the cables run
into the room next door.

Hey, Deeks. Check it out.

What do you got?

Well, if we can get access to this,

we might be able to find out
what happened to Anderson.

I've been looking
through Anderson's financials.

Doesn't have a lot
of credit card transactions,

but there is one repeat appearance.

Ooh, tell me more.

There's a coffee shop in Marina del Rey.

His most recent purchase
was just a few days ago.

They gave us access to
their security cameras.

Okay, who's this other guy?

Jason Ward.

He's got an FBI file.

He's been detained on multiple occasions

outside of military facilities,
including Area 51.

Aha.

He claims he's a photographer documenting

- the world of military secrets.
- Mm.

Here are some of the pictures
they confiscated from him.

Ooh, wait. Stop there.

I may have something.

Check

this out.

Ward shared his work with Anderson.

Maybe it was a two-way street.

Anderson decided to leak
UAP videos to a fellow believer.

Yep. That's what I'm thinking.

Okay. We have to bring Jason Ward in

for questioning.

Find anything yet?

So far, everything's intact.

No malware, no unauthorized downloads,

no trace of anything
crossing the air gap.

I'm telling you,
there's been no security breach.

We need to access Agent
Anderson's classified files

to fully rule that out.

And you need Agent Anderson for that.

We have our best agents on it.

Hey, can I ask you a question?

Do you think it's possible

that UAP up there

could be extraterrestrial?

Possible?

Yes.

Probable? No.

W-What about the Drake equation?

I mean, that estimates
between a thousand and

a hundred million civilizations
in our galaxy alone.

- Drake?
- Yeah.

Are you serious? It's basically like

picking a random number out of thin air.

So you subscribe to
the Rare Earth hypothesis?

That intelligent life is
unique only to our planet?

No, I believe that alien life
is out there.

Only, my money's on the Great Filter.

We'll destroy ourselves
before we ever get a chance

to make contact.

Keep me updated.

I haven't broken any laws.

I don't trespass on government
or private property,

I don't vandalize, and I don't loiter.

I just take pictures.

Yeah, of military
and defense installations.

You don't want me peeking
inside, build bigger walls.

You're not here because
of your photos, Jason;

you're here because of your friend.

Walter?

We share a few hobbies.

He's harmless.

He's missing.

On your website, you claim
that your mission is to expose the...

dark secrets of the U.S. military.

Now, Walter had some
pretty big secrets to hide.

Maybe you convinced him
to turn them over.

Big secrets?

We're talking about
Walter Anderson, right?

The insurance agent?

The Defense Intelligence Agent.

Son of a bitch played me.

How so?

Walter's into Ufology...
the study of UFOs.

So am I.

That's how we met.

It's not weird.

We didn't say it was.

Walter and I started meeting
regularly outside the group.

Last week, I had just got back
from another trip to Area 51,

and I was showing him some photos I took.

Is that what he's looking at there?

Yeah, but there was

one photo that he was really
interested in.

Wanted a copy.

And when I said no, he got upset.

Do you have the photo on
your phone? Can we see it?

No, that's the thing...
that's how he played me.

The day after I met with Walter,
my apartment got broken into.

And nothing was taken, except that photo.

The prints, digital files on my computer,

camera card... it was just...

surgically removed.

And now you tell me that Walter
works for the government.

That's not a coincidence.

What was in the photo?

- I shouldn't be talking to you.
- Jason,

Walter is missing.

If he took that photo,
we need to know what's in it.

And if you withhold that information,

that's obstruction of justice.

Is Walter Anderson worth going to prison?

It was night.

I was on a hill over the base...

when I saw one of the hangar doors open.

And inside there was a craft.

Smooth, round.

Like a saucer.

Hey, Kens, so I have access
to Anderson's security system.

Great, uh, I'm at the monitor.

What are you...? What is that?

I'm researching. Okay.

Nell, go ahead. I'm in the system.

So it looks like Anderson got home

just before 9:00 last night.

Now, the system is
motion-activated, but...

I'm not seeing anything
until Agent Raines arrives

to check in on him the next morning.

No window or door sensors
were activated either.

Uh, what's this area around 2:00 a.m.?

Uh...

Huh. That's strange.

The timecode jumps 37 minutes.

37 minutes? Was something deleted?

It is possible.

Let me take a look into this.

- What time you got?
- 11:16.

Same as me. But check this out.

- 10:39.
- 10:39? That's a difference of...

37 minutes.

Coffee maker.

10:39. 10:39.

10:39.

Right here. What the hell?

10:39. Wait a minute, I just
read something about this...

Yeah, "Missing Time.

One of the tell-tale signs
of alien abduction."

Why didn't you call the police
after the break-in?

And say what?

There was no evidence anyone
had been there.

They would have said that I
misplaced the photo or acci...

- Hey.
- Hey, it's me. I'm just checking in.

I'm good.

Playing video games.

How about you? Any interesting cases?

Yeah, um...

A little out there.
I'll tell you about it tonight.

Looking forward to it.

Actually, I should go.

I joined a ranked match,
and it's about to start.

No idea what any of that means,
but give 'em hell?

- 'Kay.
- See ya.

Okay, let's focus on
the 2:00 to 3:00 a.m. gap

when the timecode jumps.

All right.

Thanks. Okay, bye, Fatima.

All right, so, the neighbor
across the street...

...has one of those doorbell
cameras that can see

a part of the Anderson house.

So Ops is all over that.

And also, before you ask...

yes, all their clocks are set
to the correct time.

So they were out of range of
whatever happened here.

Alien abduction.

It's okay. You can say it:

- alien abduction.
- Uh, I won't say it,

- and it wasn't.
- Sadly,

that's true, it wasn't. I present to you

Exhibit A.

The sprinkler system?

- 12:20.
- 12:20.

- That's the correct time.
- It is, which means that

somebody wanted Anderson's
disappearance to look

like an alien abduction.

I just can't figure out why.

Well, maybe they wanted
to slow down the investigation

or, uh, distract from the real culprit.

Maybe. It's all a little bit quirky.

Quirky like believing in UFOs?

What do you mean? You
think Anderson did this?

Think it's more likely
than alien abduction.

- Bingo.
- Oh!

- Oh, no!
- I got you.

Damn it.

It is simple. Vodka, neat.

I should not be waiting ten minutes.

All right, not too bad.

Mm-hmm. That'd be great.

- Right this way.
- Thank you.

What do you got?

Ops is gonna send a forensics team

over to Jason's apartment.

We'll see if they find anything.

Yeah, some actual evidence would be nice.

So far, all we got is suspicions

and a possible breach of
classified information.

Well, don't forget
about the fake alien abduction.

Sooner we find this guy,

the sooner we can get some answers.

- Yeah.
- Well, then, we have some good news.

The camera across from Anderson's house

caught this last night.

Well, that is definitely not a UFO.

The SUV arrives at 2:07 a.m.

and leaves 30 minutes later.

And the video quality's not good
enough to see who gets in or out.

But we can assume Anderson got in.

- Willingly or not.
- No plates

on the SUV, but ironically,

that made it easier
for Kaleidoscope to track.

Around 4:00 a.m.,

it pulls into the parking lot
behind a closed restaurant

on Melrose, and it hasn't left since.

Tell Kensi and Deeks to meet us there.

Oh, we're on it.

The Szechuan
Bamboo Palace closed in 2016.

Since then, it's just bounced around

from shell company to shell company.

Did the security cam show

how many people we might be dealing with?

It just shows the SUV entering the lot.

Can't see anything after that.

Hey, guys.
We're parked in front of the restaurant.

- How do you want to play this?
- Hold on a second.

Someone's coming out.

Two guys just got into the SUV.

They're gonna be headed your way.

- Follow them.
- Copy that.

Sam and I will check out the restaurant.

- Well, these guys are in a hurry.
- Keep some distance.

I see Anderson.

- They made us.
- Kens.

- Hang on.
- Oh, God!

Not clear. No, no, not clear! Not clear!

Nell, get an ambulance to the restaurant.

Copy that.

I think it's pretty safe to say that

Anderson didn't abduct himself.

Kensi, Deeks, do you have the SUV?

Go.

Damn it.

We lost 'em.

Your name is Lau Qiang.

Your U.S. Visit form says

that you work in
automobile manufacturing,

but that's a lie.

The truth is you're an agent

for China's Ministry of State Security.

And you kidnapped Anderson

to get access to his classified intel.

But you screwed up. And now you're here.

The good news is,

in exchange for your cooperation,

you'll be put into
FBI protective custody,

where the ministry cannot get to you.

And you know they want to get to you.

Or you can go to a federal prison,

where protection
is not exactly a top priority.

It's your call, Lau.

We could be wrong.

These guys might not be
Chinese intelligence,

they could be Triad,
they could be mercenaries.

I don't think so. Agent Raines said

there were three explanations
for those UAPs.

One of them is an aircraft
belonging to a foreign power.

Well, if China found out the DIA
was looking into their new aircraft,

they could've sent these
operatives to kidnap Anderson...

Find out what the Pentagon knows.

We'd have to have Anderson

or one of Lau's friends to confirm it.

Nell, Fatima.

Yeah, Callen.

Kensi and Deeks check in
from the hospital yet?

Yeah, uh, the guy Sam took
down at the restaurant,

he's not gonna be talking for a while.

- What did you hit him with?
- A table.

It was either that or shoot him.
I saved his life.

What about Anderson?

Well, he's doing better than
the Chinese national,

but he's still not coherent.
Doctors have checked him out.

Apparently he was given a mix of drugs,

including scopolamine.

Aka truth serum.

The question is,

what did he reveal to them?

Hi, Dad.

Who is this?

Really?

Do you have another daughter
I don't know about?

Anna?

- Where are you?
- I'm far away.

Are you okay? Are you safe?

I'm okay, I'm okay.

How are you?

How am I?

I am just a mess, I mean...

I worry about you every day.

I-I cannot eat, I cannot sleep.

I drink too much.

Well...

...you always drink too much.

You can't blame me for that.

No, I-I don't blame you for anything.

Not for nothing. I...

I should have done more,

I should have broken you
out of that prison myself.

No. There was nothing you could do.

I made my choice.

I'm sorry.

And I'm sorry for the choice
I have to make now.

What...

What do you mean?

I have to do what's right.

For me, and for everyone I love.

Anna...

what are you going to do?

Please talk to me.

Anna, talk to me.

You're here! Anna!

Anna...

Anna.

Oh!

Anna!

Anna.

Still no luck finding the SUV.

That's okay, I think I know
where they're going.

So, Kensi just called from the hospital.

Anderson is finally talking.

It turns out the Chinese
operatives forced him to divulge

his access codes for the AATIP system.

They're headed for
the office in Mar Vista.

Yep. That's where Eric is.

I'm calling him now.

Hey. We've got a problem.

The people who kidnapped
Anderson are on their way here.

And Callen and Sam are still,
like, 15 minutes out.

You wouldn't happen to have
any weapons or any...

Oh, good.

Oh, wait, so that's the plan.

Kidnap Anderson,

get his access codes,

then find out what the Pentagon knows

about the Chinese experimental aircraft.

You mean the UAP?

Oh, that's not Chinese.

That's a technical glitch
in a brand-new targeting system.

Coding error.

We concluded the investigation
a few days ago.

And I'm guessing that's

what Anderson was going to tell
the Pentagon this morning.

Lucky bastard.

If he hadn't scheduled
that conference call,

then no one would have known
he was missing

until he showed up dead.

And then he would have taken the
blame for all the stolen data.

So, if there's no experimental aircraft,

what are you after?

Oh, there's an experimental
aircraft, all right.

Only it's not Chinese.

It belongs to our very own Navy.

And because one of those coding errors

occurred aboard the prototype,

AATIP was given access
to all the aircraft specs.

Guessing the Chinese would pay
a lot of money for that.

Yes, they will.

And right now,

you're in my way.

Eric!

Oh, the sun is singing to me.

Eric, what happened?

Oh, um...

...it was Agent Raines.

She used Anderson's access codes
to... to steal the data.

Ah... She's working for the Chinese.

Nell, Fatima, yeah, Eric's fine.

Look, start tracking Raines.
Wh-When did she leave?

Uh, ten minutes ago.

She left here ten minutes ago.

On it.

Arkady, I don't have time right now.

Yes, you do. Anna is in trouble.

What do you mean? What kind of trouble?

I just talked to her on the phone.

I think she is about to
do something very not smart.

Dispatch, we're at the location.

There's no sign of anybody
smashing any car windows.

I think maybe that call was a prank.

- Roger that, One Adam George.
- Whoa-whoa, watch it!

Oh, wow!

Eight minutes.

Nice response time, boys.

Ma'am, you're aware it's a
crime to make a false 911 call?

So then, what are you waiting for?

Yeah, call me back
as soon as you get this.

Arkady's worried.

Nell, Fatima,
any sign of Raines or the SUV?

Not yet. And odds are
the Chinese operatives

have switched vehicles by now.

But we may have another way to find them.

Kensi and Deeks are taking
another crack at Lau.

We know about Agent Raines.

We know that she's on her way
to meet your people

to sell them data
on the prototype Navy plane.

So we need you to tell us
where they're meeting.

You have a choice to make.

Where do your loyalties lie?

With your country or with your fianc�e?

That's right, we know about Lucy.

As soon as the ministry finds
out that you've been arrested,

they're gonna scoop her up,
and they're gonna use her

to keep you quiet.

But if you cooperate with us,

we'll bring her in.

- We'll keep her safe.
- So you've got a decision to make,

but you need to make it fast.

Well, that is not fast enough.

I guess I'm calling the consulate.

Wait.

Pershing Square.

Is Anna in trouble?

How long have you known?

- Three weeks.
- You're getting slow.

She's been living with me for four.

Look, I understand why
you didn't say anything...

She asked me not to.

She didn't want anybody else
taking the risk,

and there's nothing you could do.

Could've shared the risk.

We all could have. That's not nothing.

Anna's family.

Sorry, are we talking about
Anna Kolcheck?

Isn't she back with the CIA?
What am I missing?

A lot, as usual.

- Is she in trouble?
- I don't know.

We'll deal with it after
we take care of Raines.

Oh, uh, FYI, Bulletproof is ready.

She may have gotten
the jump on me last time,

but it's not gonna happen again. Oh!

Guys, Raines just handed off
the drive to the Chinese.

All right,
we just pulled up on the north side.

- And they're about to split.
- We gotta take 'em.

Let's go. Federal agents!

- No! Stop!
- Hey, stop!

I got Raines.

Raines, stop!

No! No, no, no!

- LAPD. Move out the way.
- Guys, back up.

Get out of here, let's go.

You are not getting away this time.

Not this again.

Got the drive.

I'm betting it was your idea

to change the clocks at Anderson's house.

It was a great, fantastic plan,

except for the fact
you forgot the sprinkler system.

Whatever. I bet I had this one crying,

"little green men."

I feel sorry for you, Raines.
You brought this on yourself.

Well, I guess it just
proves my point, Beale.

Self-annihilation... it's in our nature.

Seriously?

Another table?

Again, I could have shot him.

- Uh-huh.
- Hey, Callen?

Yeah, go ahead, Nell.

I just got an alert from an LAPD scanner.

They picked up Anna Kolcheck an hour ago.

I don't get it.

I mean, what is the point

if you're just gonna end up
back in prison?

Point is you don't end up there with me.

I couldn't live with myself if you did.

Just a few more days.

That's what we said, Anna, right?

Maybe we should just be happy
with the time we had.

- I'm gonna call Hetty.
- Callen...

- She'll fix this. She'll call someone.
- Callen, please.

This is not over.

Sorry to interrupt.

I'm Assistant U.S. Attorney
Allan Williams.

Can you just give us a second, please?

Actually, I'm here to
talk to Ms. Kolcheck.

Okay. Well, she doesn't even
have a lawyer here,

so maybe you ought to back off.

Yeah, that's exactly
what I'm doing, Agent Callen.

Ms. Kolcheck, the warrant for
your arrest has been vacated.

Actually, that's not even accurate.

The warrant for your arrest
doesn't exist. It's gone.

What do you mean it's gone?

DOJ has no criminal record
on file for Anna Kolcheck.

Neither do the marshals
or the sheriffs, LAPD,

FBI, Interpol.

Bureau of Prisons
doesn't even have a record

of your incarceration.

So since all LAPD can
actually arrest you for

is making a false 911 call,

I came down here hoping
that you could explain to me

what the hell's going on.

You sure you're okay?

Yeah. Mm, no.

I don't know.

I just keep thinking
about the Fermi paradox.

Like, there's so much galaxy out there,

but where are they?

It's funny you should mention that.

I have to tell you something.

So, I spoke to Anderson.

Yeah. It turns out

he didn't steal the Area 51 photo

from Jason Ward's apartment.

And the forensic search came back empty.

- Well, then, who stole the photo?
- I don't know.

But whoever did, they missed one.

Check this out.

It's footage of Ward and Anderson

at the coffee shop when they met.

I did a little enhancing.

What does that look like to you?

The Great Filter can bite me.

Are you kidding me? Of course we knew.

The first tip-off was the fact
that you were eager

to get home every night.

Secondly, you're growing your hair out.

I mean, it's almost imperceptible...

but it's beautiful, and I want to pet it.

And I won't, but I'm just saying

- it gives everything away.
- You're very smart,

but I, uh... I bet you didn't know

that Anna here was responsible
for that Yelp review.

What?! "Fires of creation." That's you?

That was poetry, sweetheart.

- Thank you.
- You know what, that's fine.

You, free loco moco for life.
In fact, right now.

Are you hungry? I can make one right now.

No, no, I'm good.

I can flip it up, I can flip it down.

- I'm good.
- I can flip it around.

Where is she? Where's my daughter?

My Anoushka.

Oh...

Papa.

You, Martin.

You have vodka?

Yeah. Yeah, I do. It's a bar.

You have lots of vodka?

I don't know if your definition of

"lots of wodka"

is the same as my definition
of lots of wodka.

And now I'm saying "wodka."
Now you're saying wodka.

Why do I do that?

I want to buy all of your vodka.

Vodka for everybody!

Just drink! That'll work.

We'll get that to go.

Looks like I arrived just in time.

FBI take custody
of the Chinese operatives?

Yeah. Lau's fianc�e's at the safe house.

You hear from Hetty?

Yeah.

Yeah, she, uh, claimed
she didn't know that

Anna was staying with me.

- We both know that's a lie.
- Mm.

You think she had a hand in this?

Maybe.

And maybe it was Joelle and the CIA.

But whoever it was,
they cut it a little close.

You just can't enjoy this, can you?

You're right. Wodka?

Abso-wootley.

- Hey!
- Hey.

Let's do this. Let's do it.

The gang is all together.

Thank you for assembling so quickly.

Kolcheck turning herself in
required us to expedite things.

I know you've already been briefed,

but it bears repeating.
If the subject attempts

to make contact with Kolcheck,

you are to inform me immediately.

Do not attempt to approach
the subject on your own.

She is to be considered armed
and extremely dangerous.

Understood?

That's the most recent intel
we have on the subject.

Good luck.

Cheers! And one more time.