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(ticking)

(exhales)

(siren wailing in distance)

(panting softly)

(dog barking)

Come on.

(whispers): Come on.
What are you guys doing?

(fire crackling)

♪ NCIS: LA 11x20 ♪
Knock Down
Original Air Date on April 12, 2020

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@elder_man

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(sighs)

(chuckles)

Morning.

Good morning.

Yes?

I'm back.

So I see.

From my vacation.

Oh, so you want a rundown
of, um, what you missed?

Well, um,
Rountree's green.

He almost got himself blown up,
but I like the kid.

Yeah.
And Nell took

an official unofficial
leave of absence.

That's great.
It's not exactly what I meant.

Were you gone so long that
you forgot where your desk is?

(laughs)
No, Sam, I know, uh,

exactly where
my desk is.

Okay.
But I would just...

like to take care
of this first thing.

Take care of what?

Come on.
G.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

You really gonna make me say it?

Did you hit your head
this morning?

I know you have questions.

And skip breakfast?

About my vacation.

And last night's dinner?

With Anna.

(gasps)
Oh.

Uh-huh.

So, you thought...

I would just like to get it
over with right now.

I'm sorry, you think...

You can ask me
anything you want,

for the next
five minutes.

(chuckles)

What?
Okay.

Did you two have a good time?

Yeah.

Yeah, we did.

(chuckles)
You know, it's funny.

I-It, uh...

It was actually the only time
I can remember

where I was completely...

That's great.

I'm not done.

I get the gist.

(chuckles):
All right, Sam, I'm telling you.

This is it.
This is your only opportunity.

Thanks.

Really.

Really. Thanks.
You're good?

I'm good.

Great.

Come on.
(laughs) I'm good,

I just want you to know
that we have

a whole day's work ahead of us.

Which is why this,
this is our last set.

(laughs)
Okay, fine.

I admit it, I am not
loving you right now.

But this is good. This is good.

No, this is a necessary evil.

Fair enough. Hey, you know
who would've bailed out

on us by now?
Who?

Deeks.
(laughs) No.

You kidding me?
Yes, he would have.

You kidding? Okay, ready? And...

But I like this. I like
changing it up, you know?

We never do that. I like
working out with you.

I feel like you guys
always change it up.

What? No.

There's so much drama and
intrigue out in the field

that when we're home
or at the office,

we are, like, slow and steady
monogamous lifers, essentially.

We're, like,

NCIS agents by day
and CPAs by night.

(laughs) Well, I won't tell
Deeks you said that.

That is actually
probably for the best.

(laughs softly)

He's not exactly my biggest fan
right now.

(Eric whistling)

Hmm.

Deeks?

Uh... Beale.

Hey. Morning.

Hey. Good morning.

Uh... How's it, uh,
how's it going, buddy?

Um, it's going great.
How are you?

Don't change the subject.

I wasn't.

I was just returning the
obligatory morning salutation.

Huh. Fine, all right, well,
then, I'm not ready to talk

about how I broke my big toe.

You broke--
Oh, you're in a boot.

How did you do that?

I'm not ready to talk about it!

O-- Kay.

Um, well, then I'll--

Guess I'll just tell you
when we have a new case.

Really?

That's it?
That's all we're gonna--

that's all you're gonna give?

You can be the first person
I tell when we have a new case.

I...

Eric.

Martin?

It's me.

This is getting weird.

Damn right it's getting weird,
so let's get weird together.

(chiming)
Oh, thank God.

Deeks, you are officially

the first person to know
about our new case.

And now we can both
go our separate ways

and end whatever it is this was.

(whispers):
Okay.

(exhales) Poor guy's hurting
even more than I thought.

What are we looking at?
ERIC: Uh,

a potential arson case
in East Hollywood.

A single-story
structure

went up in flames
at about 3:00 this morning.

What's the connection to NCIS?

There isn't one.

The DOJ asked the DoD
to get us involved.

Turns out the building
is an FBI safe house.

Hmm. And no one thinks
it's a coincidence

it went up in flames.

Best-case scenario,
someone at the FBI went rogue.

Or there's a mole or a leak.

Mm. Any way you slice it,
it's not great.

Was the safe house being used last night?
Not sure.

I sent Kensi and Fatima to the
boatshed to ask the FBI agent

in charge of the safe house
that exact question.

Where's Deeks?

That I do know the answer to.
He broke his toe.

He is in a boot,

and he is extremely sensitive
about the whole thing.

Crime scene?

You know it.
Mm.

Oh!

Agent Rush.

RUSH:
Damn it, I used

to have spunk.
(laughter)

I see you had your baby.
Congratulations.

Thank you. He's an
adorable little dictator.

You two mind if I pump
while we talk?

Oh, no, not at all.
(clears throat)

Great.
Um, do you want some coffee?

Uh, yeah-- no, I'm gonna
have my hands full, thanks.

Okay.

So...?

Uh, so, so this is FBI agent
Audrey Rush. This is

Special Agent
Fatima Namazi.

It's a pleasure.

It's nice to meet you.

And apologies in advance

if I suddenly dash
from the room.

I have lost control
of my bladder.

(chuckles softly)

We should talk arson.

Alleged arson.

Right. Well,

according to our Intel,
last night's fire

started at one
of your safe houses.

That is correct, yeah.

And do you have any idea
how it started?

Uh, not yet.

We're waiting on LAFD.

Was there anyone...

(whirring)
(exhales)

Oh, Agent Namazi,
if I can ignore what's happening

to my body right now,
so can you.

(chuckles):
Right. Sorry.

Um, so does it, does it hurt?

You get used to it.

KENSI: Really? So,
the first time

you did it,
was there, like, a...

Getting back to the safe house,

uh...

was there anyone inside?

Uh, unfortunately, yes.

There were two FBI agents there
to protect Patricia Ruiz,

a Venezuelan political activist
seeking asylum in the U.S.

Do you think the fire
had anything to do with her?

Maybe yes, maybe no.
We're still playing catch-up.

Was anybody hurt?

Thank goodness, no.

The agent keeping watch
smelled smoke

the moment the
fire began.

He followed protocol
and was able

to move the asset
to another secure location.

So Patricia Ruiz
is still in the FBI's care?

That's correct.

Do you mind telling us
where she is?

She's in safe hands.

That's all you need to know.

(whirring continues)

CALLEN:
Who's in charge?

How you doing?
Agent Callen, NCIS.

Agent Hanna.

Battalion Chief Jefferson.
What do you boys need?

Hey, give me one of those.

No judging.
I've been here

since 3:00 a.m. and I'm old.

Not judging.
Cherry is actually my favorite.

Yeah, well,

that one's judging.

Yeah. Yeah,
he is definitely judging.

Do we know what happened here?

Well, it's an old building,

which means
that the electrical went fast.

So did the wood paneling,
so did the roof.

But my guys are the best.

The knockdown happened
within 34 minutes

of arrival
on scene.

Do you know how it started?

We're still working
on that part,

but at this point,
we are just lucky

that the fire didn't spread,
didn't hurt anyone,

didn't kill anyone.

But Chief,
this is an FBI safe house.

So we're probably looking
at arson, correct?

(laughs):
Oh. Hold on there, tiger.

We don't go throwing
the A-bomb around here

until we know what the hell
we're working with.

You feel me?

Yeah. I feel you.

Do you mind
if we hang around

until we know what the hell
we're working with?

Be my guest. Hey, guys,

these two are gonna to be
hanging around for a bit,

so get them some energy drinks,
especially for the big fella.

Poor thing looks parched.

Mmm. Yeah.

Why are you throwing A-bombs?

I'm parched.

(Rush grunting)

(whispers):
Now what is she doing?

I have no idea.

Nothing to see here.

Yeah, no, we're just, um,
gonna make a quick phone call,

give you some privacy.

That's great. And then,
when you guys get back,

maybe you can help me strap
on this thing a little tighter.

Yeah, maybe.
Mm-hmm.

(phone buzzing)

What's up, Kens?

Hey, Callen.
Uh, Fatima and I

are here
with Agent Rush from FBI.

She have her baby yet?

Oh, yes, she had her kid,
definitely.

It's, uh, quite full-on.

Huh.

Yeah, I can't picture that.

Um, so what'd she say
about the safe house?

Uh, that it was
being used to protect

a Venezuelan political activist
named Patricia Ruiz.

Maybe Ruiz was the target.
Where is she now?

Well, they moved her

to a second secure location,
but, uh, Agent Rush

is in no hurry
to tell us where that is.

Which would be fine,

except for the leak
at her agency.

Exactly.
Yeah, all right.

Um, hey, Kens, I got to run.

Stay on Agent Rush

and have Eric look
into Patricia Ruiz.

Okay, you got it.

Thanks.

What's up?
Well, we found a concentrated area

of fire damage

on the floor
of the house.

And evidence of a
petroleum-based streamer

connecting that area to another.

You're gonna have to translate
that into English for me.

LAFD figured out what the hell
we're dealing with.

(laughs softly)
I hate to say it,

but this does look like a case of arson.
Mm.

Which means this is also
probably an attempted murder.

(thumping)
(Deeks exhaling)

Hey, buddy, how you hanging in?

Oh, geez, not again.

Uh, Deeks, we have
actual work to do.

Mm-hmm. I just want you to know
that I'm here for you.

Mm-hmm. Yep, got that.
Loud and clear.

Hmm, this is the springtime
of our discontent, is it not?

This room, this space.

This whole vibe is just
not the same without her.

Who? Nell? Uh, absolutely.

She is definitely a beam of
light that will be missed.

That. Let's talk more
about that, shall we?

Look, Deeks, you are more
than welcome to talk about Nell.

As much as you want/need.

I'm gonna get back to the case.

Kensi and Fatima just sent me
the name of the Venezuelan asset

that was being held in the FBI
safe house last night and...

You're obviously hurting.
You need to talk about that.

Yeah. Deeks, if I tell you
that I'm hurting,

will you leave me alone?

Ah, uh...

I've seen
Forgetting Sarah Marshall,

and that's not how
the healing process works.

So, what happened
to your big toe?

RUSH:
I would love to stay and chat

with you two ladies, but the
little dictator seems to know

every time I have left
his milk out of the fridge

for more than 30 minutes.

Yeah, that makes sense.

Uh, but I still want
to reiterate that NCIS

just wants to help the FBI
protect Patricia Ruiz.

I appreciate your offer,
but, uh,

the brilliant and talented
powers that be have decided

that this is gonna be an in-house case.
Right.

Okay, but listen,
the DOJ asked us to help.

And, plus, is it really
the smartest idea,

when you guys have
a potential leak in your agency?

I wish I called the shots,
but I don't.

Listen, it has been
really good to see you.

Really nice to meet you.

Before you go, Agent Rush,

you never showed us
a picture of your baby.

That's right.

(laughs)
That's a thing people do, right?

That is so sweet of you to ask.
I-I hate to impose him

on anybody, but okay. Um...
Aww.

That's me changing
a really dirty diaper.

And that is me feeding him
at the crack of dawn.

Ooh, and this is my favorite.

That's him yelling at me
while I change his dirty diaper

while feeding him
at the crack of dawn.

(laughs)
He is so cute.

What did
you name him?

Cash.

Oh, are you big
Johnny Cash fans?

No. We named him Cash

because of how much money
he's gonna cost.

KENSI: (laughs)
I love it.

It's like an inside joke.
Uh, no,

we just feel that it's
our responsibility

to tell everyone we meet.

It's, you know,
our own personal PSA.

Oh.
Well,

this has been fun, and, um,

thank you again for your offer.

We got it from here.
Okay.

Audrey?

Yeah?

What is it really like?

It's the best thing
I've ever done.

That's what I thought.

But don't tell the little
dictator I said that.

Promise.

(sighs)
Drive safe.

(engine starts)

Was a tracking device
really necessary?

I like Agent Rush, too,

but Agent Rush didn't
ask for our help.

Can't take any chances.

Everyone's a suspect.

(thumping)

Beale!
Deeks.

Hey. I've been looking
all over for you.

Tell me what we got. Talk to me.

Well, um, the asset in the
FBI safe house last night

was Patricia Ruiz.

She's a 36-year-old
mathematics professor

who's been a vocal part

of the opposition
to the Venezuelan government.

Wow, so literally anybody from
the regime could be after her.

Exactly. She entered the U.S.
four days ago under an alias,

and she's been in the FBI's care
ever since.

So what's her endgame?

Well, political asylum.

She's had multiple death threats
made against her back home.

So why the FBI safe house?

There's been a hold-up.

She's stuck
in bureaucratic limbo.

So, somehow, somebody from back
home figured out she was here.

But wait,
there's more.

Do tell.
I checked traffic cameras

in the area of the safe house
last night,

and I discovered this.

This guy in front,

his name is Rick Lim.
He and his buddies

were hanging out on
the same street last night.

Well, great, maybe they saw
something, or maybe

they were responsible
for the fire.

I have someone picking Rick up,

and Kensi and Fatima are waiting
for him in the boatshed.

Well, color me impressed.

Okay. Bye.

What do you mean?
Wait, are we really doing this?

You and I?
We're just gonna carry on

like everything
is completely fine?

Yes, Deeks.

Because everything
is completely fine.

Really?
Oh. (stammers, clears throat)

Agent Rush just pulled up
to a bungalow in Venice.

It's probably where they're
keeping Patricia Ruiz.

I'll tell Callen and Sam the details.
Hmm.

So we are doing this.

Okay, I will do
community service.

I'll get straight A's,
write an apology letter.

I'll ditch all of my friends,
okay? Just please,

don't tell my mom what I did.

Okay, Rick, which part do
you want us to leave out?

Okay, for the record,
you know, I was just the driver.

Just the driver?

Yeah. I mean,
Chris and Anthony were the ones

who broke inside the house,
and they stole everything.

KENSI:
Is that what

Chris and Anthony
are going to tell us?

Well, I mean, technically,

it was Anthony's idea.

'Cause he cuts their lawn,

so he knew they were gonna
be gone for the whole week.

Mm-hmm.

(laughs softly)

Oh, this makes
so much more sense.

What does?

Why nobody called in
the robbery.

Wait, what?

Well, for one, Ricky boy,
you just confessed to a crime

that we didn't even know about.

Oh...
But that's okay. We'll tell LAPD

once we get out of here, so, um,
thanks, you're a real mensch.

Wow. Well, that sucks.

KENSI:
Yeah.

Wait, why am I here, then?

We want to know about the fire.

Whoa, I had nothing
to do with that fire, okay?

Okay, then, who did?

I-I don't know. I was
just sitting inside my car

and waiting for my friends
to get back and I saw nothing.

Mm, we think you did.

KENSI:
Mm-hmm.

Well, I mean, um, at some point,

I saw a police cruiser drive by.

And I heard a dog barking.

And, uh...

Oh, no, there was a guy.

Yeah, he was a big guy.

He had to weigh at least,
like, 220 pounds.

I saw him walking
towards the building.

Was this before or after
the fire started?

Oh, after.

But it was weird

because it seemed like he wasn't
even scared of the flames.

I thought maybe
he was going inside

to, like, rescue somebody?

Did you get a good look
at his face?

No. No, no, no, no.

But he was definitely there.

Don't move.

Okay, please, don't call my mom.

Well, we're here. Now what?

I don't know.
It's a real pickle.

So we're just gonna
sit here and wait?

That's exactly what the DOJ
doesn't want us to do.

Well, then, are we
gonna go inside?

And that is exactly what the FBI
doesn't want us to do.

Hence the pickle.

All right, enough with
the pickle, all right?

I suppose we could
just sit here,

see where the moment takes us.

Well, look at you.

Is this the new, enlightened
G. Callen kicking in?

Anna told me that.
Mm-hmm.

When we were on our vacation.

Last week, in Laguna.

Yeah, Anna said

that it's important
that I remember...

Sorry I asked.

Agent Callen, what the hell
are you doing here?

Agent Rush.
So good to see you again.

You know my partner
Sam Hanna, right?

Did you follow me?

Did Kensi put
a tracking device on my car?

While I was showing her
pictures of my baby?

Okay, I have seen low,
but that is cruel.

DOJ asked us to get involved,
so we're getting involved.

Yeah, compromising
a safe house in the process.

I assure you, gentlemen,
the FBI's got this.

PATRICIA:
No! No!

(man grunting)

Body.

(screaming, grunting)

Federal agents!

It's all right.
You're all right.

Look out!
Whoa!

(tires screeching)

(panting)

Here's some water.

It's gonna be okay.
You must be Patricia Ruiz.

I'm NCIS Agent Callen.

This is my partner,
Agent Hanna.

Thank you.

I think you guys just...
you just saved my life.

So the FBI's got this, right?

You sure about that?

You guys, this is
really not necessary.

Yes, Agent Rush, it really is.

Okay, fine, you make a point.

Thank you. Again.

You're welcome, Patricia.

But unfortunately,
this isn't over yet.

Paulo here will take you
to the boatshed.

There will be two NCIS agents
waiting to talk to you.

And we will see you again
very soon.

(engine starting)

(sigh)
Well, we got lucky today.

So did Patricia Ruiz.

We should have Eric look into
Venezuelan networks here in L.A.

Yeah, but the problem
with this case is

there's a good chance
it's state sanctioned.

Can't get to the
head of the snake.

So we find out who Venezuela
has on the ground here.

Or who they have
inside the FBI.

You do realize this is

the second safe house
that has been compromised

in the last 24 hours.

The only easy day was yesterday.

Well...

What?

I was in Laguna yesterday...

I swear, G, I'm never letting
you go on vacation again.

I was with Anna.

(revs engine)
It's a vacation.

Little getaway
with my lady friend.

Hey.

We messed up. Again.

I know.

KENSI:
Thank you, Martinez.

You must be Patricia Ruiz. Hi.

Hello.

I'm Special Agent Kensi Blye.
This is Special Agent

Fatima Namazi.

Nice to meet you.

Can I get you anything to drink?

Maybe something to eat?

I could actually go for
a cup of coffee.

It's been a really long night.

Yeah. Of course.
Thank you.

Please come this way.

You can have a seat
right there.

Make yourself
comfortable.

You're safe
here now.

(exhales) I've unfortunately
heard that line before.

Hopefully,
this time it sticks.

Go ahead.

(sighs)

I honestly don't know
how this happened.

Again.
I have a pretty good idea.

Kensi, I'm sorry.
The FBI is in triage mode.

I am under strict orders

(quietly):
not to share anything with you.

We are here to help.

We are under official
DoD orders to help the DOJ.

Do you
understand that?

So what do you need?

I need names.

Names of everybody who knows
that Patricia Ruiz

is in the country.
Everyone who knew

that she was in the
safe house last night.

Everyone who knew
where she was being transferred

to this morning.

KENSI:
Please.

All right.

Screw my chain of command.
(chuckles)

I'll tell you everything.

Have a seat.

What's up?

Nothing.
Come on.

You know
you want to.

I don't know, just something
about this case isn't adding up.

How so?

Today had all the earmarks
of an extraordinary rendition.

So why did they try
and kill her last night?

Maybe the safe house had better
security than they thought,

and the fire was just an attempt
to smoke them out.

Maybe.

When that didn't work, they took
a more direct approach.

I hope that's it, and we're
dealing with just one team.

'Cause if Venezuela put
an open bounty on Ruiz's head,

every headhunter
in the country's

gonna be gunning for her.

FATIMA (whispering): Why is it taking so long?
KENSI: Well, I don't know.

Hey, um, are you almost done?
Almost.

(sighs) Because that's a pretty long
list you have there.

Just trying to
be thorough.

Thorough? Audrey, there
are three pages of names

on that pad.
The FBI does not travel light.

Yeah, no kidding.

You wanted a list of
everyone at the Agency

who knew Patricia's
comings and goings

since her arrival in the
U.S. in the last four days.

Now you have them.

Okay, this isn't
a stall tactic, is it?

Not at all.
Absolutely not.

We are as bloated and
inefficient an agency

as this list would indicate.

So, any one of those names

could be the potential leak
at the FBI?

That's correct.

(sighs) This is gonna be fun.

Super fun.

Yeah, you read my mind.

All right, I'll get Eric
this list of...

Uh, two hundred
and sixteen... agents.

216 agents.

Fantastic.
That is fantastic.

Holy mackerel!
DEEKS: What?

I mean...
Did they come after Patricia Ruiz again?

Man, she just cannot catch a break.
What? No, Patricia's fine.

The level of bureaucracy
at the FBI.

It's downright criminal.
Criminal?

Criminal. Look at this list
of names. It's three pages long.

It's totally
unreasonable.

They're obviously not the
lean, mean, fighting machine

we are here at NCIS.

I'd like to see them
defend their org chart.

I'd like to see them even try.
Wow.

What? What?
What? What?

I take excessively complicated
administrative bureaus

very seriously.
We all should.

Seems like a proportionate
response to a list of names. Oh.

I'm wondering if this
has something to do with... (phone rings)

Hold that
thought. Yes.

Go for Deeks. Uh-huh.

Yes. Uh-huh.

Yeah, send me
the address. Okay.

What's going on?
(sighs)

It happened again.

(indistinct radio chatter)

Oh, boy.

Hey, hey, Felix!
Get the three windows below!

All of them! Right!

I don't get it.

Patricia Ruiz
is nowhere near here.

Something tells me this isn't
an FBI safe house, either.

So what the hell's going on?

We got to stop meeting,
like this..

No kidding.

How the guys holding up?

Oh, my guys, they're fine.

All the wildfires
we've been dealing with

the past couple years,
this is nothing.

SAM:
Well,

do we know what happened here or
is it still too early to tell?

Unfortunately, we have a really
good idea of what went down.

Think we're dealing with
a pattern.

Does that mean that

this fire was started
by arson as well?

Same floor damage.
Same streamers.

Same accelerants.
Someone's idea of a good time (phone vibrates)

is putting a lot of
other people's lives in danger.

We know all about that.
Yeah. I'm sure you do.

Hey, I got to get back to it.
Let me know if you guys

need anything else, okay?
Yeah, thank you.

Thanks, Chief.
Yeah, no problem.

All right, well, Eric
has just confirmed

that this is not
an FBI safe house.

It's never been
an FBI safe house.

In fact, it's never had
anything to do with the FBI.

Yeah, but this fire
was started in the same way

that the fire
at the FBI safe house

was started last night.
Doesn't make sense.

Unless they're trying
to distract us.

Intentionally confuse
the investigation

so that we have to spread
our resources thin,

enable them to take
a shot at Patricia Ruiz.

Seems like a lot of trouble
to go through

to get us to look the other way.

Either way, I'm gonna tell
Kensi to be on high alert.

That's not a bad idea.

DEEKS:
Beale!

Hey.
What's up?

So I just sent Kensi's
surveillance photos

of everyone on foot
around the bungalow

at the time of Patricia's
attempted kidnapping.

Well, that's smart. Maybe those
cameras picked up the guys

that got away from
Sam and Callen.

Exactly. And hopefully
Patricia will recognize

one of them.
Great. What else do we got?

Okay. You know the fire

LAFD is
currently fighting?

The one in the factory?
The factory fire.

It's in a building used
to manufacture clothing.

But it hasn't been used
since 2016.

Wait, so nobody was inside?
No one.

Whoever started this fire
didn't want to hurt anyone,

they just wanted to see
something burn.

Which is completely different
than the first fire

at the FBI safe house, because
three people were inside.

Which is a pretty major way
the two fires are different.

Now, listen to how
they are similar.

I literally cannot wait.
Hit me.

Same method of arson.
Check.

The two buildings are the
exact same distance

from the exact same
fire station.

Check, check.
And the same adult male

called in both fires to 911

almost as soon as they started.
No.

Yeah. Which is why
the fire department

was able to respond
to both of them so quickly.

Well, then checkmate.
That's obviously our guy.

Yeah. Now all we have to do
is find him.

Wait a minute, though.
Hold on a second.

So how does our sadistic but
socially conscious arsonist

connect to Patricia Ruiz?

I don't know, Deeks, I...
'Cause when you think about it,

it's almost like we're working
two completely different cases.

Almost.

I mean, 'cause you have
the two arsonists

in their own
specific bubble,

And then you have the two
attempts on Patricia Ruiz.

I mean, how are those two connected?
I don't know, Deeks!

All right?
I was just really excited

about connecting
the two 911 calls.

Okay, it's-it's... That's... it's okay.
I know. But then you go and ask

these, like,
really insightful questions,

and it just makes me feel worse

about the whole thing.
I miss her, too.

What?

Nell. I miss her, too.
I...

(scoffs)

And you may not be ready
to talk about this yet...

I'm not ready to talk about it.
And that's okay.

All I'm saying is
that when you are,

I'm here.

Thank you.

In the meantime, sometimes
all you need is a hug.

What?

Uh...

I-I don't need a hug.

Hey. How's it going?

Mm, I wouldn't say no
to another cup of coffee.

Oh.
Coming right up.

Thanks.

To be honest, this feels
like a lost cause.

You have me looking at
photos of random people

who happened to be
walking around

at the same time someone tried
to kidnap me.

I know you're going
through a lot right now.

Just... just keep at it. Okay?

We'll get these guys.

Oh, wait a second.

You recognize someone?

I can't believe it,
but yes, I think I do.

This guy.
FATIMA: Who is he?

I don't know,
but when the FBI took me

from the safe house
to the bungalow,

We pulled up next to
a car at a light,

and this guy was in it.

When I made eye contact
with him,

he... he smiled.

Like he recognized me.

I didn't think much of it
at the time, but now...

Are you sure?

I'm pretty confident.

So maybe this guy
waited to see

if you got out of the fire,
and then followed the FBI

transport to the second
safe house,

where he attacked you
the next day.

When you put it that way...

You know what,
I'll have NCIS

run his picture through facial rec.
Yeah.

MAN:
Whose picture?

Through which facial rec?

Oh, boy,
here we go.

What was that, Agent Rush?

This is
FBI Agent Munger.

My... boss.

As I was saying...

whose picture?

Through which facial rec?

Because this case
originated with the FBI

and it sure as hell
is staying with the FBI.

ERIC:
Callen, Sam?

What do you got, Eric?

Patricia Ruiz identified a man
from surveillance footage

outside the bungalow earlier today.
Who is he?

Miguel Perez.

He arrived at LAX
last night

with five others
from Venezuela.

He brought friends.
Yeah.

They all work for
the Venezuelan armed forces.

Good work, Eric.

Tell Kens we're on our way
to the boatshed.

MUNGER:
Loyalty, Agent Rush.

Loyalty.
I am so uncomfortable right now.

But I can't look away.

Do we have popcorn?

(chuckles)
(phone rings)

Do not interrupt me
when I am on a roll.

Is that too much to ask?

Hey. Uh-huh.

RUSH:
Pledge my loyalty...

MUNGER: Agent Rush, you are not
paying attention here.

Wait, hold on. Wait.
What-what... Say that again.

What is it?

Oh, wow. Okay.

Right. Thanks, Eric.

Bye.

So, the guy that Patricia ID'd--

turns out he's part of
the Venezuelan army

and he and five
of his army buddies

landed in Los Angeles
last night.

What?

Hey, what the...
Oh, no.

Hey!

Kensi, I am so sorry.

Where is Patricia and
what the hell happened?

Agent Munger happened.
Patricia is gone.

Eric, Agent Munger
just came to the boatshed

and took Patricia.

Checking traffic cams.
What am I looking for?

What does Munger drive?
Do you know where he's headed?

Do you think he might be
the FBI leak?

Uh, it's a navy blue Impala.

I have no idea
where he's taking her.

And, look, the guy may be

a grade-A ass,
but Munger is not dirty.

Search for a navy blue Impala.

Copy that.
What's going on?

The FBI took Patricia,
we have no idea where she is.

Well, it's a damn
good thing we know where

the Venezuelans are, then.
Sorry, what?

After a short and sweet decade
of watching you and Nell work

in this dark and
uninviting cave,

osmosis has finally kicked in.

Deeks...
Marriott, downtown.

What? So... Oh.

Even if we can't
find Patricia...

We can make contact
and take the Venezuelans

out of the equation.

Fatima?

Set.

You ready for this?

Always.

All right.
Here goes nothing.

So, which one of you
is Miguel Perez?

Before we
actually do this,

I have a few questions.

By all means.

How the hell
do you know who I am,

and who are you guys?

We're friends of the cause.

Yeah?

How did you know
where I was staying?

As I said,
we're friends of the cause.

Look, we don't

have time for this. Do you
want Patricia Ruiz or not?

Let me see her.

(grunts)

(speaks Spanish)

Federal agents!
Federal agents!

(grunting)

Get down!

You okay, Kens?

Always.

Stay down.

Look at that.

Patricia Ruiz was just
granted political asylum.

That's great.
Now, hopefully,

Venezuela leaves her alone.

Well, the guys
who came after her

are going away
for a long time, so

hopefully that sends the message
that she is safe here.

Amen to that.

Uh, what about

that second fire?
Was that really the Venezuelans

trying to throw us off
our track?

No, it turns out
the Venezuelans actually

had nothing to do
with either fire.

I don't understand.

The arsonist set fire
to the FBI safe house

not realizing
it was a safe house.

Then he set
the other factory on fire

because that's what
arsonists do.

So does that mean LAFD found him?
Yeah.

They didn't have to look
very far, either.

What does that mean?
It was one of their own.

A firefighter with a very
complex relationship with fire.

KENSI:
Well, I've heard about that.

Like that volunteer
firefighter

who set the brushfires
in Australia?

Yeah, it's one of the more
twisted cases of hero syndrome.

He set both fires
before he went on duty

so he could
help save the day.

Hm. Wow, and I thought
the low point of today

was seeing Agent Rush
squeeze into a girdle.

(laughs)
ERIC: Hey, um,

thanks for helping out today.

It was easier
having you around.

Of course, man.
I got to be honest,

you're handling Nell's
absence pretty darn well.

All right.
Who would've thunk?

Definitely not me.

I think it's 'cause
I get it, you know?

Huh. What do you mean?

Don't get me wrong.
I... I love it here.

I love what we do here.

But Nell taking
this big leap

has kind of gotten me
thinking maybe I could, too.

Whoa.

All right, let's not
start talking crazy.

Crazy?
What's so crazy about that?

I don't know, like,
w-what would you do?

Where would you go?

Where would I not go, Deeks?

Did you know that at least
one of the FANG companies

recruits me on the monthly?

No, I did not know that.

I could have Ben CTO
of Dollar Shave Club.

I fixed last year's
FaceTime bug.

Hell, I was in the room
when Kevin created Instagram.

And now my friend from SF,

he wants to create this...

company with me.

I'm just really proud of Nell.

You're on a first-name basis
with Kevin Systrom?

That's your takeaway?
No.

My takeaway is that
you're incredibly talented

and you could be
working anywhere

making millions of dollars,
but instead you choose

to work here because you
want to make a difference.

And I appreciate that,

and, more importantly...

I appreciate you.

Okay, there it is.
Here we go.

(laughing):
Buddy.

There's the good stuff.

Whew!

(clears throat)

That was quite a day, huh?
Yes, quite a day.

Thank you for that.
Um, I will see you guys at the bar.

See you at the bar, buddy.
Yes. We're right behind you.

Good work.

You ready to talk about it?

Negative.

Babe, I am so sorry.
Yeah, no, I'm still

just not ready
to have this conversation.

I am really sorry
that I left

a very heavy box

in the middle of the hallway.
Who leaves

a heavy box

in the middle
of a hallway?

It's dark. I'm athletic.
I can't see it.

All of I sudden, I stub...
and this is not...

What are you doing?

What is it that you're doing
right now? Don't do that.

I'm not gonna fall for that.
I'm not gonna

fall for those reindeer games.

No, no, no, no. Aah...

Yes, you will.
(shuddering groan)

FATIMA:
Toast.

Toast! Toast! Toast!
Do a drumroll?

Drumroll.
This place is gonna bleed me dry

and give me an ulcer,
but, man, I love it here.

Yeah!
OTHERS: Cheers!

Open a bar
and you don't drink.

(laughter)

Um, hey, so...

I have barely seen you all day

and I didn't get to ask you

about your staycation
with Anna.

Actually, Kensi,
we were allowed

to ask about that during the
five-minute window this morning,

but that window's closed.

No, it's okay.
I think

we can make an exception
just this once.

Can you?
Yeah.

(chuckles)

♪ ♪

Okay. So, how was
your staycation with Anna?

Well, actually, Anna and
I drove down to Laguna,

so I don't know
if that technically

qualifies this as staycation.
Yeah,

but I don't think
driving for an hour

to Laguna is considered
a vacation.

And I'm out.
CALLEN: Uh-huh.

He's jealous.

He's funny.

(clattering, glass breaks)
DEEKS: Oh, God! Oh!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, Callen,
you have to tell him that you

left that box of wine there
and that it wasn't me,

okay? Okay? I'll owe you...
DEEKS: Kensi!

God!

Aah!

(exhales)
Where is she?

(chuckles)

♪ And they shake us
all down... ♪

Hi, Katherine.

Hi, Sam.

♪ Oh, oh... ♪

Is that for me?

Depends.

Depends?

You don't make anything easy,
do you?

Nope.

You could at least
invite me inside.

It's freezing out here.

Really? It's, like, 60 degrees.
Yeah.

And you have a jacket on.

I've been looking forward
to seeing you all day.

(both chuckle)

(sighs, chuckles)

KATHERINE: Was that so hard?

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