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♪ I stalked you for so long ♪

♪ You watched me
just as strong ♪ (lively chatter)

♪ It feels right bein' wrong ♪

♪ Never thought
I'd get you, no ♪ (whooping)

♪ But here you are,
my mind's blown ♪

♪ My mind's blown... ♪

(people gasping, screaming)

♪ NCIS: LA 9x01 ♪
Party Crashers
Original Air Date on October 1, 2017

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

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What are you doing here?

Just came to see
what the catch of the day was.

You're glad to see me,
I can tell.

Of course I am.

Hetty send you?

No. No, I came
all on my own.

Work that slow?

On the contrary.

Very busy.

Very exciting stuff
going on

that you're gonna be really
upset that you're missing.

CALLEN:
This is nice.

Hmm.

It's heaven.

Mm-hmm.

How long are you
gonna stay?

(chuckles)

Probably...

one or two days past forever.

Well, you told me you
were taking time off

to be with your kids.

Kamran has been posting
for several weeks now

about her freshman
experience at Stockdale,

and I happen to
know for a fact

that classes began at Annapolis
over a month ago.

So...

by the looks of it,

the only thing around
here is, uh...

you and...

terrified sea life.

I'm happy, G.

No, you're not.

I mean, you
think you are.

I get that--
but you're not.

Look, I get it.
Thi... (chuckles)

This is awesome.

It is peaceful,

it is relaxing,
it is quiet.

It's beautiful.

It's just not you.

You left a big hole behind.

Find a replacement.

It's not that easy.

I didn't say
it was easy.

But you can't find someone
if you don't start looking.

I don't want to have
to train anybody.

Geez, it took me
long enough with you.

It's good to know you still
have your sense of humor.

What, do you want
more money, huh?

You want your own office?

What is it gonna take
to bring you back?

A miracle.

So... unless
you have one

hiding up your sleeve...

save your breath,
drink your beer...

enjoy the view.

Go inside and rinse off,
make us some breakfast.

Hope you're hungry.

(sighs heavily)

KENSI: When was the last time
you talked to your mom?

DEEKS:
I don't know. Why?

What?

You haven't told
her yet, have you?

Trust me, you do not
want me to tell her...

Oh, God.
...because once I tell her,

she's gonna be
all over this.

Deeks, you are putting me
in an awful position, okay?

She deserves to know. You
have to tell her, come on.

I will.

- When?
- Right after the honeymoon.

- Deeks!
- Relax, all right?

If you told your mom,
then she definitely told my mom.

Then why hasn't
she said anything?

Oh. Maybe it's
because she's angry

that she heard it
from my mom and not us.

No, 'cause if she was angry,
we'd definitely hear about it

over and over
and over again.

Oh, my gosh, what if
she doesn't approve?

Are you out of your mind?

She likes you
more than she likes me.

That's not tr...
Well, okay, maybe.

But if you called
her, she wouldn't.

You want me to call her?
Yeah, I do.

- You really want me to call her?
- That's what I'm saying.

- Fine. Fine, I'll call her.
- Good.

It's not good.

Let's be perfectly
clear about this.

This is gonna be
very, very bad.

But that's fine.
(line ringing)

That's fine.
I'm calling her.

Okay.

This is Bert.
Leave a message.

(beeps)
Voice mail.

Mama, hey. It's Marty.

Listen, I was just calling
to, uh...

to check in on you,

and, uh...

Not important.

Just call me back
whenever you can.

Not a rush.
Could be today or tomorrow

or... next month.

Okay. I love you, Mama.

Happy?

Ecstatic.

Great. Good.

Wonderful.
This is love.

Horrible person!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(people gasp)

MAN (muffled):
Oh, my God!

Ooh! Aah!

(laughing):
I give! I give!

(groaning)

(panting)

Hi.

How'd you know
it was me?

Seriously, Beale?
Avocado season's over.

There's no reason
to be passing out flyers.

That's probably why Deeks got
such a good deal on the rental.

(groans)

Why'd I listen
to him anyway?

For the future,
a simple hat,

a pair of sunglasses,

might be a tad less
conspicuous.

That's the genius
of it, though.

Nobody expects a
giant vegetable.

Well, technically, an avocado is
a fruit with a single nut, so...

(grunts)
...have fun with that.

That's a coincidence.

(phone buzzing)
What?

My phone is
in my pocket.

Can...
Yeah, I got you covered.

Emergency alert.

"All hands on deck.

This is not a drill."
Let's go.

Holy moly, guacamole.

Special Agent Callen.
Nice to finally meet you.

Special Agent
Harley Hidoko.

Executive assistant
to the EAD-PAC.

Did you send this alert?

WOMAN:
No. I did.

Executive Assistant
Director Mosley.

I've been assigned
by NCIS headquarters

to replace Owen Granger.

And to find a new operations
manager for this unit.

Where's Hetty?

Probably halfway to Fiji by now.

And why do you say that?

Well, because she always said

she wanted to sail into
the sunset when she retired.

Surely she told you.

That's why you sent
this emergency message?

No.

I sent that message because

we've received Intel
that North Korea

is launching a missile
at Los Angeles.

Today.

Think this threat
from North Korea's legit?

I doubt it.

I'm more concerned
about Hetty.

She always leaves
a contingency plan with Nell.

Not this time. I swear.

This is the first
I'm hearing of this.

Beale?

Oh, don't look at me--
I haven't seen her for days.

But you know Hetty.

Maybe Michelle's death
was hard on Sam and Hetty.

Ladies and gentlemen,
what we have here

is a time-sensitive situation.

Defense Intelligence
Agent Thomas Park

was supposed to be stationed
in South Korea, but last night

he fell to his death
outside a Sunset nightclub.

The initial police report
is on your desks.

We're still waiting
on the coroner's results.

(beeping)

How do I get this
to the big screen?

Yeah. It can
be tricky.

Yeah.

DEEKS:
So, uh, Mosley,

huh?

Is that, uh...
is that Irish?

(Irish accent):
Irish?

Irish.

Irish...

Not Irish.

Um, your operating system
is 4.8.

NELL:
4.8? Oh,

we will
definitely need

to update that for
you. (chuckles)

CALLEN:
So what was he doing

in Los Angeles?
HIDOKO: We're not sure.

Agent Park was
a bit of a wild card.

His supervisors
didn't even know he was here.

He boarded a flight
to L.A. yesterday

with no checked luggage.

He was a part
of an intelligence task force

assigned
to North Korea's aerospace

and missile program.

Minutes before
his death,

he sent this text.

That could mean anything.
DEEKS: Well, even if it did,

I mean, North Korea
doesn't have the technology

to hit us with an ICBM.

DIA Agent Park lost his life
to get us this information.

I think we need to take this
as a legitimate threat.

HIDOKO: We have copies of
Agent Park's open cases.

Hopefully, they can help us
determine which one was in play.

MOSLEY: This is
a priority assignment,

so I'd like Agent Callen
and Agent Blye

working this.

Oh, you know, that's
a good... idea.

What we usually do, just for
the record, is that I work...

MOSLEY: Uh, I'm
sorry, Detective.

I know you've played
an important role

with this team in the past,

but this falls
under national security.

- Oh.
- You'd be most helpful now

if you returned to LAPD

and kept us updated on their
end of the investigation.

Thank you
for your understanding.

DEEKS: Yeah,
no, of course.

I just don't really...
understand what...

you just...
Good talk. Okay.

Hi. Hi. Cheers.

(chuckles)
Well, well.

The prodigal son has returned.

What did you finally do
to piss off Thumbelina?

Wasn't Hetty;
she's retired.

We got a new
sheriff in town.

Well, I'm surprised
you lasted this long.

Thanks for that
vote of confidence.

You got a desk for me?

Oh, you bet I do.

(dogs barking)

Hetty, please call me back
and tell me what's going on.

(phone beeps off)

Maybe this is a play.

For what?

Well, you never
know with Hetty.

You all right?

Yeah, just, you know,
I mean, I don't like

that Deeks has been
sent back to LAPD,

but what am I
gonna do about it?

(cell phone rings)

What do you got, Eric?

Every law enforcement agency
has been put on high alert

with this North
Korean threat,

but there's a gag order not
to share it with the public

or the media.

They probably don't want
people panicking.

And none of the agencies
have been able to confirm

this is a viable threat.

Great.

First case with Mosley
is a wild goose chase.

Hey, did you find Hetty?

Um, not yet, but I did
check with Washington.

Callen, her retirement
is legit.

It went into effect last week.

Doesn't mean anything.

It could still be one
of Hetty's elaborate ploys.

Maybe she's gunning for
assistant director gig

and this is her way
of applying leverage.

Might be why
she's not talking to us.

NELL:
I don't think so.

Hetty has unloaded
three of her properties

in the last two months:
the beach house,

the downtown loft and the condo
in the Argyle

have all been sold.

What about her place
in Hancock Park?

Not yet,

but it is listed.

What about her boat?

Uh...

(sighs)
Gone.

Did she sell it?

NELL:
I can try to find out.

Can you track it?

Well, either she turned
her transponder off

or she's out of range.

Now, I can try
to extend the search

with the help of the Navy,
but that might take

some time, so we're
gonna have to...

I got to go.

What was that?

What?

Oh, uh, that-that
was nothing.

Looked like a marina.

Oh, that.

Oh, marina.
Yes, um,

we have been trying to get
a slip in Marina Del Rey

for what, like,
three years now, um...

Three years.

...so, sometimes we
just tap their security

to see if they have
anything available.

(chuckles)
Shh.

You two have a boat?

Yes.
No.

Well, we...
Well...

- we ha...
- we ha... technically, had...

- Past tense-- had a boat.
- ...a boat.

But it...
But then it sunk.

To the bottom.
So...

Davy Jones' Locker.

How?

Okay, well,

let's just keep this
our little secret.

But whatever you do,
don't let Mosley catch you

using our resources

for personal use.

That's a fireable offense
in her books.

Wow, okay.
Okay.

So, uh, no World of Warcraft
on the big screen?

Kidding.

He's a kidder.

She doesn't like kidders,
either.

Good to know.

Oo-Kay.

He must've climbed over the
glass and out onto that ledge.

It's the only way he could've
landed where he did.

Probably high as a kite.

Unless it was suicide.

Anybody see him?
Not till he hit the limo.

What if he came out up there?

MANAGER:
No public access to that floor.

This is always locked.

Hmm.

Well, we've got blood.

KENSI:
And we've got scuff marks.

Looks like he was dragged
backwards

and...

he was bleeding.
Grabbed anything he could

before they threw him
out the window.

KENSI: Did you and
your staff see him

with anybody or see him have
an altercation with anyone?

No.

Can we see your security footage
from that night?

We already showed the cops.

Did they see the
footage from this area?

You recognize
either of them?

I've never seen that guy before,
but this one's

in here a lot.

NELL:
So, his name is Michael Lee.

He is a graduate student

who entered the country from
Vancouver six months ago

on a Canadian passport.

Yeah, talk to Canadian
authorities.

It might be bogus.

It's a lot easier to enter the
country posing as a Canadian.

ERIC: According
to school records here,

he's working towards
his PhD in physics,

but there's nothing
out of the ordinary.

I mean, no apparent
connections to North Korea

or our dead DIA Agent
Tommy Park.

What about the other guy
who was with him?

No, we're still running
facial rec on him.

KENSI: Do we have an address
on Michael Lee?

Yup, it's already
on your phone.

Look, keep looking
into Michael Lee.

See if there's anything that
can tie him to the cases

that Agent Park
was working on.

NELL:
Yup, you got it.

BATES:
"Peaceful resolution"?

Who am I, Gandhi?

I didn't make up the
three-strike rule.

If it was up to me, I'd have an
electric chair in my station.

Wow.
Yeah.

Yeah, you could quote me
on that.

Don't quote... (sighs)

(sighs)

You know what I hate
about lawyers, Deeks?

Hmm?

Everything.

(chuckles)

Yeah.

How are you settling
in to your new desk?

Yeah, about that,
I thought we were, uh,

I thought we were friends.

(laughing):
Deeks.

Friends are just people
who haven't figured out

what they want from you yet.

So, what do you want?

And don't say a different desk,

'cause that's the best I
could do on short notice.

Have you heard anything
about a possible missile strike

on Los Angeles?

Oh. You've been hanging out

with the secret squirrels
too long, Deeks.

No way a missile
is getting

this far unless it's strapped
to a dolphin.

And what if you're wrong?

Maybe I don't have
to pay alimony anymore.

Wow.
You just said that out loud.

Okay, uh, I'm gonna go
to the crime scene

and then check on my mom.

You forget the lunch
she packed you?

(laughs) No, I just haven't
heard back from her

in a couple of days.

I'm gonna check in on her.

Really?

Yeah, I'm gonna make sure
she's okay.

No, I-I mean,

why are you telling me this?

Uh, you're a grown man, Deeks.

I mean, what do I care if
you go see your mother.

I mean, do-do you need me to
write you a note or something?

I, uh, I'm used
to working on a team

and therefore, I thought
I was being considerate

in case anyone here needed me.

Oh.

Does anybody need

Detective Deeks
right now?!

OFFICER:
Who?

OFFICER 2: No.
Hmm, yeah.

Ah, we're good.

Hey, uh, you're an ass.

Thank you.

- It's good to have you back, too, Deeks.
- Yeah.

Oh, and tell
your mom I said,

"What's up?"

That's not gonna happen.
Oh, no?

Not gonna happen.
Tell her!

No, I'm not saying anything
to her.

(latch rattles)

Now we find out what kind of
boss Mosley is gonna be.

Okay.

(cell phone ringing)

Go for Mosley.

Yeah, one of the guys that threw
Agent Park off the building

was, uh, identified
as a graduate student.

We're at his house.
The door is locked.

There's no one home.

Cell phone is going straight
to voice mail.

We need to know what got
Agent Park killed.

Mm-hmm. Well,
as you well know,

we will need a warrant
to search the house.

Agent Callen, these are
exigent circumstances.

You let me worry about
the legal ramifications

while you find out
who killed Agent Park.

Absolutely.

Oh, and Agent Callen,

I hope I passed your test.

(laughing):
Okay.

If it wasn't for Deeks, I'd
almost start to like this woman.

Michael Lee?

Federal agents, can we
come in and talk to you?

KENSI:
Clear.

Clear.

This guy is neat.

Yeah, I'll say.

Probably has a housekeeper.

Or he's OCD.

Got a crosscut shredder.

Looks like he's flushing
whatever he's shredding.

Must hate his homework.

Even his garbage
can is neat.

Energy drinks, takeout.

And a cell phone.

Actually,

two cell...

...three cell phones.

All different makes,
all different models.

Bought at different stores.

Seems inefficient to me.

That seems like spycraft.

Mom?

What...

(cries out)

(man shouts indistinctly)

Yeah, stay down.
Don't shoot.

Stay down.
Don't shoot. Bertie. Bertie!

Don't shoot.

Marty, what the hell
are you doing?

- No! Mom, he was in the kitchen.
- That's... that's Guy.

Put your gun down,
you're scaring him.

I'm sorry.
Put your gun do...

Was that really
necessary?

Wait a minute, is he...

Were you guys just...
Is thi...

No. No, oh...

Martin.
Mom!

You get back here
right now.

What's the matter
with you?

What's the matter
with me?

What's the matter with you?
I've called you every day

for, like, the past five days.
- No, you haven't.

No, I haven't, but I
called you five times today.

I was busy.
Yeah.

That's obvious,
that you were...

you were busy--
oh...

Okay, you know what,
Mom, I was just...

I was worried about you, okay?
I was worried about you.

Well, then, you should
have called me

several weeks ago.

And then you could have
told me

about your engagement.

So Kensi's mom
called you?

Of course she called me.
She was ecstatic.

I, on the other hand,
was surprised

and embarrassed since I didn't
know a damn thing about it.

Listen, Mom, I'm sorry,
I just didn't...

Eh, save it.

You don't want me
to get involved, I get it.

- No, that's not what it is.
- Yeah, that is what it is.

But you know what?
I don't care.

- Don't say that, 'cause you do care.
- No.

I've got a wedding
of my own to plan.

What?

It's high time you finally
had a new father.

Oh, my God, Mom!

Oh, relax, Martin,
I'm just kidding you.

Don't get your knickers
in a twist, we're just friends.

Okay, that's fine.

With benefits.
Stop talking.

If you know what I mean.
Mom!

The sex. (chuckles)
Mom!

I'm going.
I gotta go to work.

Well, don't you
want to meet Guy?

No, no, I don't.

Well, I think it's
the least you could do

since you almost shot him.

Okay, "Guy" isn't even
a real name.

It's French.

Is it?

Well, you're the one
who told me

I should get a trainer.

He's your trainer?

Oh, yeah.

Oh... Oh...

(laughs)

I don't feel good.
I love you.

I don't love...

I love you, honey.

I love you!

Have a nice afternoon.
Mom, let's, uh...

I know I will.
What?!

It's a big safe.

What do you think's
in there?

I don't know, but you
can color me curious.

Think you can open it?

Maybe.

(lock catches)
Nope.

Resourceful.

- Yeah, it was worth a shot.
- Mm.

Got uniforms.

(camera shutter clicks)
Hmm.

(door knob rattling)

Federal agents!
Don't move.

We got runners.

(kids screaming, gunfire)

Get down!

Go.

(gunfire continues)

(police radio chatter)

Hey. You okay?
What happened?

Yeah, hey, uh, shootout

with the two guys who threw
Agent Park off the roof.

One of them got away,
but not before

he put several bullets
into his buddy.

So "unfriended" the hard way.
Mm.

How was your day?

Uh, not much better.

Saw my mom.
And?

And I can't talk about it.
I have permanent scarring.

- What?
- Well, we could have used you today, Deeks.

Well, talk to your boss
about that.

I intend to.

Let's hope they got
the extended warranty.

Yeah.
CALLEN: Let's hope that the Wonder Twins can

can get something off of this.
Great.

Thanks for that.

KENSI:
Oy...

(line ringing)

This is Sam, leave a message.
(beeps)

I hope you're having
a good day at the beach.

I thought you might want to know
what I came back to.

First off, Hetty's gone.

She has retired, officially.

CALLEN (over phone):
She sold her properties,

the boat is gone.

Someone named "Mosley" has
taken over for Granger.

Sent Deeks back to LAPD.

Oh, and we have
plausible Intel

that the DPRK is launching
an ICBM at Los Angeles today.

So, unless you're busy
tormenting a squid

or something like that,
why don't you just

swing on by and maybe
lend a hand,

just for old times' sake?

Okay, bye-bye.

Shootout adjacent
to a college campus.

Not exactly what I wanted

on my first day here,
Agent Callen.

You think I did?

Our biggest lead is dead.

OSP is supposed to be

an elite unit, not
a bunch of cowboys.

And why is Deeks back?
Because we need him.

If we'd had him today,

we might have been able
to prevent what happened.

Are you telling me
you can't do your job

without Detective Deeks?

I'm telling you
to let me run my team

the way I see fit.

You want to make
this unit stronger, great.

But all you've done so far
is weaken it.

You want me to
respect your decisions?

Fine.

Then you better start
respecting mine as well.

Fair enough.

Detective Deeks stays.

Until I find
a more suitable

replacement.

Whom we both agree on.

This is not a democracy,
Agent Callen.

What is it,
a dictatorship?

Careful, Agent Callen.

Let's not get off
on the wrong foot.

SAM: What?
No band,

no parade, no cake?

Ooh.
Yes! Yes!

Yes! Oh.

SAM:
Mm.

You look great.
How are you? I'm good.

I'm good, I'm good.
You look good.

Thank you, thank you.
What's up, Deeks?

Living the dream.
So good to see you.

Yeah. Where's G?

Oh, I'm just sorting
through applicants on my,

uh, e-partner site.

Oh, so I can leave?

I mean, if you're here,
you might as well

stay for the day, right?

Welcome back, partner.

Mm.

So, what's this nonsense
I'm hearing about North Korea?

Sam?

Hey.
Hi. What's up?

Hey, are we glad
to see you.

Okay. Still awkward, I see.
(laughs)

What's the word?
NELL: Okay.

So, the computer
you recovered

had extensive
security protocols

that even Eric probably
wouldn't have been able

to crack in several
days, if ever.

I mean, I don't know
about "ever."

NELL:
Okay, nonetheless,

the protocols were
corrupted by damage,

which allowed Eric
access in.

Unfortunately, everything
else was also corrupted.

ERIC: Now, we did find some
references to North Korea

from an address that we
traced back to Iran.

But, uh, couldn't
find much else.

Iran has been helping
the hermit kingdom

with their missile program.

Some sources believe
they've been assisting

North Korea with their
nuclear capabilities.

NELL: Now, we've also found
what appear to be

fragments of missile
schematics,

as well as photographs
of Long Beach and San Pedro.

Both make sense
as possible targets.

What kind of warhead is that?

SAM:
It's not a missile.

It's a conventional bomb.
A big one.

HIDOKO:
Assistant Director Mosley

is on the horn with SECNAV,

and it's not good.

In fact, it's
very, very bad.

(sighs)

Please, let us...

Oh, just...
There you go.

Satellite photos confirm
North Korea is

prepping an ICBM for launch.

KENSI:
Okay,

so if they do launch, how long
would it take to get here?

SAM:
If it could,

it would take about
25 minutes to reach us.

Well, that's not
gonna happen.

We have no way of
knowing their ability

to reach U.S. soil,
or the payload.

The White House has
put all of our

THAAD systems on high alert,

along with carrier
strike group 11.

Special Agent Hanna.

EAD-PAC Mosley.

Does your presence mean that
you're coming back to work?

Well, under the circumstances,

it doesn't seem like
I have much of a choice.

What is the official word
from North Korea?

Nothing.

NELL:
Pyongyang threatened

a "super-mighty preemptive
strike" against the U.S.

last April.

DEEKS:
That all tracks, but

how does Iran
play into this?

You thinking
what I'm thinking?

Why build a bomb when
you've got a working missile?

Timing is everything.

MOSLEY: Okay, guys,
we are headed

towards an all-out
nuclear war.

If you have information,
please, now's the time.

What if it's
a bait and switch?

Look, this missile launch

was planned months ago.

Yeah, they've launched
about 60 of them.

Most of them end up
in the ocean,

just like this one
probably will.

CALLEN: But what if North
Korea launches a test missile,

then, 22 minutes later,
a huge explosion

rolls through
the Port of Los Angeles?

ERIC:
North Korea would be framed.

So you'd think that
they shot an ICBM...

And then we would
discover the truth

through satellite images
and forensics.

But not before
we retaliated.

No one wins if we go
to war with North Korea.

Unless you live
on the other side of the world.

Iran.

We'd have to pull out
almost all of our troops

in the Middle East if we
went to war with North Korea.

Iran, ISIS, Al-Qaeda--

they would all be unchecked.

Okay, so how do we
find the bomb?

Well, it'd be mobile.
In a truck or a van or...

The EMT uniforms
at Lee's house.

Ambulance would be
a perfect vehicle

for delivery--
it could go anywhere.

We're on it.
Let's go.

Where are we?

Kaleidoscope found an ambulance
on Ocean Boulevard

with the same logo
as the EMT uniforms.

Callen and Sam will
be there any minute.

NELL: We've also identified
the second suspect.

He entered the country
from South Korea

on a German passport
as Herbert Dieter.

But Agent Park's
case files suggest that he's

Hebod Darvish,
a bomb maker for Hamas.

We are closing in
on this, sir.

SECNAV (over phone): So are we.
The USS Nebraska has been

given a green light
to take out the missile site.

Are we on open comms?

Yes.
Yes, we are.

MOSLEY: This situation
has just gone critical

The USS Nebraska
is weapons hot.

What's your status?

CALLEN:
We have the ambulance in sight.

Just waiting to move in.

MOSLEY:
You are running out of time.

There's too many
soft targets here.

If he sees us coming
and decides to detonate early,

there'll be mass casualties.

He knows what Kensi and I
look like.

Deeks, I think you're gonna have
to take one for the team here.

Why do I think
this is gonna hurt?

(tires screech)

(Deeks groans, coughs)

Ah, man.

Are you okay?
(groaning)

Somebody help him! Hey!

Can you help me out?
This guy's really hurt.

(engine starting)
Turn off the engine.

Now.

MOSLEY:
Agent Callen,

Agent Hanna, what's going on?

We've neutralized
the target

and secured the bomb.

Sir, call off the strike.

There is no threat.

It's a hoax.

There is no missile.

Sir?

Sir, do you hear me?

SECNAV: Next time,
try not to cut it so close.

Yes, sir.

CALLEN:
Think we got a problem.

Define problem, Agent Callen.

Well, the bomb is not nuclear,

but it has been activated.

Sam's trying to disarm it.

MOSLEY:
How much time do we have?

CALLEN:
Sam?

Not enough.

(siren wailing)

(beeps)

Sorry.

(tires screech)

(horn honks)

CALLEN:
Sorry.

(tires screech)

Really?!

Eric, we need a clear path
out of here.

CHP, LAPD,
whatever you can do to get us

a clear path.

Yeah, yeah.
Where you gonna go?

That's a good question.

Sam, what's our blast radius?

If this thing blows up,
they're gonna find pieces

of you and me in Inglewood.

(tires screech)

What the hell, G?

Sam, can you defuse it or not?

Not if you keep driving
like that.

Look, you want to drive,
be my guest.

I would, except the only thing
worse than your driving

is your bomb disposal skills.

(tires screech)

Seriously?!

Okay, that was not intentional,
I swear.

If this bomb doesn't kill you,
I'm going to.

He didn't mean that.

They're really
good friends.

Most of the time.

NELL: Okay, Callen,
CHP is going to

try their best to coordinate

with LAPD and the
sheriff's department

to create a clear route
to the Long Beach Airport.

The Long Beach Airport will then
divert all of their air traffic

and give you a clear runway

where fire and foam
rescue squads will meet you.

How much time we got back there,
butterfingers?

If I can bypass the timer,
we've got all day.

And if you can't?

We're not gonna
make the airport.

Nice work, guys,

but looks like we're gonna
have to go with plan B.

Okay, what is plan B?

"B" stands for "We better
come up with something fast."

NELL:
They're actually

very good at this.

Where the hell are they going?

That's a good question.

(siren continues wailing)

Son of a bitch!
What's wrong?

What's wrong is I should've
stayed at the beach.

(chuckles)
And miss all this fun? Come on.

I can't defuse it, G.

Come on, it's easy.
Red wire, green wire.

You pick one.
You got a 50-50 chance.

This is why you're driving.

I can't do this in time.

Then hang on!

(tires screech, engine revs)
SAM: What do you mean, hang on?

Hang on to what?

All I got is a bomb back here!

CALLEN:
I'll pay for that.

G! What the hell was that?

G! What's the plan here?

G!

MOSLEY: Gentlemen, what's going on?
G!

CALLEN: Sorry, buddy,
this is gonna hurt!

(groaning)

You okay?

No, I'm not okay.

They don't have
seatbelts back here.

You know what this
reminds me of?

Could you please stop talking
so we could conserve

the little air we have left?

It's that submarine. Although,
this is a little smaller

and we're not
getting shot at.

Give me a sitrep, Agent Callen.

Agent Hanna?

Why aren't they answering?

MOSLEY:
Get some eyes

on their last location, Mr. Beale.
I'm trying.

I knew this was a mistake.

No, it's okay.

Once it fills up with water,

the pressure will equalize,
we'll be able to open the doors.

Thanks for that, Mr. Wizard.

♪ ♪

Oh, no.

I don't see them.

There. Oh...

You good?

Yeah.

KENSI:
They're okay.

They drove the ambulance
into the harbor.

(sighs)

They drove the ambulance
into the harbor?

That's hardcore.

Are you kidding me?

Come on, you got to
admit that was fun.

You would have missed all this.
(scoffs)

Not even close.

You guys okay?

Of course.
No.

CALLEN:
He's sour because

I got to drive and he had
to... disconnect the bomb.

I didn't disconnect
the bomb.

What?

Whoa!

Oh!

DEEKS: All right!
CALLEN: Nice.

DEEKS:
It's okay. We're-we're okay.

A little wet.

Pretty exciting first day, huh,
Assistant Director Mosley?

Yes, very exciting.

CALLEN:
Beale, call SeaWorld.

We're gonna need SeaWorld
on the scene.

Excuse me.

She doesn't really
like excitement.

What does she like?

I'm still trying to
figure that out.

NELL:
Hmm.

You wanted to see me?

I give credit where credit
is due, Agent Callen.

You and your team prevented
what could have been

a disastrous tragedy.

Well, like I said, we have a...

certain way of operating around
here that seems to work for us.

I'm just not sure that
it works for this agency.

When I said that your team

could be better, I meant it.

My definition of
a perfect mission

is one where you achieve
all of your objectives

without any casualties,

civilian or otherwise.

There is no such thing
as a perfect mission.

Well, I disagree.

And even if there isn't,

that's no excuse
for not trying.

Your unit has a reputation
for using lethal force

far above and well beyond

any other unit in this agency.

Well, maybe our criminals here
on the West Coast

are just little more dangerous.

Or maybe it's time
you and your team

start to take responsibility
for your actions.

Gone are the days
where you

shoot first
and ask questions later.

That it?

Yeah, that's it.

Have a good night, Agent Callen.

You, too.

What was that about?

Oh, she just wanted
to congratulate us

on a job well done.

So what does that
mean for me?

You're back.

For good?

Working on that.

What about you?

This for good?

If something happened
to this team

and I wasn't there
to do everything I could?

I don't think
I could live with that.

Even if it was just Deeks.

(all chuckling)

KENSI:
Aw!

All right.

That's it.

Band's back together.

Let's celebrate.

Let's do it.

Ah, I think I'm gonna
take a rain check.

Oh.

And just like that,
Dad ruins the party.

I just want to
try and figure out

what actually happened to Hetty.

Hate to say it, G,
but I speak from experience;

maybe she didn't
say where she was going

because she doesn't
want to be found.

♪ ♪

(Vietnamese pop song begins)

You're late.

I was delayed at the border.

I am surprised they let you in.

The club or the country?

(both laugh)

Both.

(continues laughing)

I honestly

did not think you'd
make it through customs.

I didn't go through customs.

You got any other photos?

That's it.

He's clearly American.

HETTY:
Or Canadian,

or Australian, or Swedish.
(chuckles)

Hmm.

Well, he say he, uh...

worked for the CIA.

Crashed, uh,

in a helicopter in 1976.

That's when you went down.

Right?

Yes, but I was
the only survivor.

You sure about that?

You know the story
of Tho San?

Some say he was
an American soldier

who went native
during the war.

Got a taste for killing.

Spent the rest of his life
in the jungle

hunting people.

On both sides.

I haven't come all this way
to hunt the bogeyman.

Even if that man
is an American operative

who went MIA for... decades?

HETTY:
I don't believe in ghosts.

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