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And who is Jimmy Fang?

I have no idea, but he did enter
the country with David Lao,

the man that Rountree and Sam

currently have in custody.

Lao and Fang are
Chinese nationals.

CALLEN:
LAPD ID'd the rest
of the men inside.

None of them were
Lao's accomplice Jimmy Fang.

That means he's in the wind.

I can't get a clean look.

I can, but this bun
ain't bulletproof.

Go, go.

[grunts]

[tires screeching]

What was that?

KENSI:
Guys, Fang's in a van
headed your way.

There.

Oh, hell.

Look out! I got him.

[stammers]

Rountree!

♪ And you'll regret
ever making me sad ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm not
your punch bag ♪

♪ What kinda love is that?

♪ Thought your heart
was bulletproof ♪

♪ Danger, ain't a stranger...

[yells]

[grunts]

♪ Punch bag, gotta hit back...

Let go of me, copper.

You're welcome.

You okay, buddy?I think so.

[grunts]

SABATINO:
Well,

that didn't go as planned.

Damn it.

♪

All right, Eric just learned
that Fang is Chinese triad,

so we have to I.D.
the two guys that were with him.

Yeah, I'll check with the LAPD,
see if CSU has found anything.

What the hell happened today?I don't know.

Some sort of deal, maybe
something that had to do

with whatever
was in that briefcase.

Have you heard from Sabatino?

[sighs]
Not yet.

Uh, he is still back
at the hotel

downloading his people
on Fang's involvement. Uh...

It is 10:00 p.m.,

so you guys call
whoever you have to call,

let them know
it's gonna be a long one,

then meet me back here
in 20 minutes, okay?

Copy that.

Hold-- Hold on a second.
Change of plans.

Go home, get some rest.

Sam just texted, told us to pick
this up tomorrow morning.

ROUNTREE: What? I mean,
triad's all over this. What...?

Hey.
[sighs]

When you're offered rest
on this job, you take it.

Okay, I was...Stop talking.

Go home, Rountree.

[mouths]

SAM:
Admiral Kilbride.

[Kilbride sighs]

Enemies far and wide

attempt to hack
our communications,

and you're over here
just Twitter-Gramming away.

Does anybody really care what
you had for lunch, Agent Hanna?

Actually, I was just texting
with my daughter.

Ah. How are the kids?

My son is in flight school--

he's gonna be the first
military aviator in the family--

and my daughter's just been
accepted to Annapolis.

Nice to know there's still kids
out there that got that fire

in their belly
to do great things.

I am proud and grateful.

Yeah. Well?

With what you've accomplished,
being your child

comes with some
unique pressures.

[chuckles]

No, that's true, but, uh,

Michelle and I
never wanted to be

the measuring stick for them,
you know?

Aiden and Kam
are their own people.

Yeah.
Mm.

What about your boy?
He, uh, he's an attorney, right?

Last I heard.

That was years ago.

Suppose you're wondering
what would drag me to L.A.

Another protection detail?[laughs]

After the hell you and Callen
put me through the last time?

No, no. Hetty just asked me

to check on the store
in her absence.

And where is Hetty?

On an operation that hit a snag.

Is she in danger?

Not immediate.

Okay. Well, let me
give you a sitrep.

No, that's all right,
I've already been briefed,

but you want to tell me
what Jimmy Fang was doing

in that warehouse yesterday?

Well, it could've been tied
to the superbills

that we believe
the Acostas are smuggling

through the tri-border area.

Who put you onto
the superbills?

We got a tip from a CIA officer

that we, uh,
run across before.

Oh, I think you have
more than "run across"

Vostanik Sabatino before.

Now, he is on

domestic soil
working the superbills case?

[chuckles]

Technically, he's observing.

Right.

Well, I suppose the Chinese
could be manufacturing

the superbills and moving them
across the tri-border area.

Fang entered the country
with David Lao.

What's their connection?

Well, the FBI has Lao in D.C.

They're trying to figure out if
he was ever partners with Fang.

Speaking of partners,
where's Callen?

Oh, he had to take care
of something...

...personal.

CALLEN:
Hi, I called last night.
Uh, my name is Callen.

I'm trying to surprise
my girlfriend.

And I just need to know
if the SC-5 group

will be staying
in their current hotel

for a couple more nights.

If someone could call me back,

that would be
very much appreciated.

Thank you.

JOCELYN [laughs]:
Callen.

He literally will not stop
talking about you.

Like, I mean, I want
my dad to like you...

And he does.Yeah, but I didn't want him

to have, like, a
full-on crush on you.

Oh, okay.

I didn't even know
that you liked hunting.

Oh, I don't.

My dad said that you guys
talked about hunting

for, like, an hour after dinner.

No, I talked about
camping and animals,

and he looked at my stories
through the eyes of a hunter,

so to him,
they were hunting stories.

Are you playing
Jedi mind tricks on my dad?

[inhales]
No.

Yeah.I... I guess

I can just tell what
people want to talk about.

So I make them feel comfortable
and they keep on talking.

I'm sorry.
It's-it's kind of weird.

I didn't mean to s...

Wow.

[laughs]

What was that for?

You are going to be
the best recruit

that Andersen Consulting
has ever seen.

And you're gonna love Chicago.

Hey, recruit.

DEEKS: Hey.What you calling me for?

Shouldn't you be on deck for PT?

Yeah, no, I'm-I'm headed
up there right now.

[hisses] Listen, I just wanted
to say I'm so excited

that you're coming
to graduation.

Oh, I know.
It's gonna be so much fun.

Um, hey, so, listen, uh,
I got approved for my days off

and I booked my flight.[labored exhale]

Why are you breathing like that?
What's wrong?

What?

No. Why-why would
something be wrong?

Everything is--
everything is fantastic.

I was just practicing
my meditative breathing.

Uh, since when do you practice
meditative breathing?

Since I realized
that we have to do a road trip

across the country together.

Do you think that our...

marriage can survive such a road
trip all the way back to L.A.?

Well, I think I'm going to need
some mandatory silent miles.

Well, how many miles
are we talking about here?

Um... I'm thinking probably...

ten minutes
every hundred miles?

Ten minutes of silence?

That seems like
a missed opportunity for bonding

and also for safety,
I got to be honest.

Is it even safe to drive
in silence for that long?

Because people fall asleep
and then they-- then they die.

I don't want to-- I don't want
to be a statistic.

Do you want to be a statistic?You've just upgraded yourself

to a 15-minute silent period.

[hisses]
Okay.[phone buzzes]

You know what, babe,
Ops is calling me. I got to go.

Okay. All right.
Listen, so then that's fine.

We'll-we'll, uh...

Five, uh-- five minutes
for every 200 miles?

Is that good?

I love you. Bye.

I love you, too.

[exhales]

You got this.

[inhales]

[groans]

Mmm.
[gulps]

I didn't know
you could get a strong cup

of actual coffee-flavored coffee
in California.

Beans are mold-free,
fair-trade.

Watered, no doubt,
by the tears of snowflakes.

KENSI:
Oh!

Admiral Kilbride.Admiral Kilbride.

You two always harmonize?

Only when we're really lucky.

It's good
to see you, sir.

Hetty asked the admiral
to lend us a hand.

I didn't think
you worked here anymore, Beale.

Oh, I don't. Uh,
well, not exactly.Mm.

Um, uh, temporarily,
yes, I do.

Uh, I'm
a technical consultant

while we're beta testing
Kaleidoscope 2.0.

[chuckles] But, uh,
you can call me

the Technical Operator
Formerly Known as...

It was a statement,
not a question.

Okay.What do you got, Eric?

Statement or question?

[clears throat]
Question.

LAPD just sent this over
from the crime scene.

SAM:
Broken bracelet.

KENSI:
Can you zoom in
on that silver piece?

Huh. I recognize that.

That's from a jewelry designer
in Hollywood.

Like Tiffany's?[scoffs]

[chuckles]: Yeah.
If Tiffany's designed stuff

for, you know, metalheads,
bikers and fans of necrology.

Sounds lovely.[beep]

Just got a hit on a car

that drove off
from the warehouse

during yesterday's shootout.

Uh, DMV records

indicate
it is registered to Musa Okoye.

KENSI:
So, he didn't leave in the van

with Fang.

And he's got
his briefcase with him.

Looks like he's in from Nigeria
for work.

He's been working
as an engineer

at Delta Seven Industries
since 2017.

He's working in their
aerospace engineering division.

A lot of
our missile defense technology

comes out of there.
What's he working on?

Looks like his group is working
on a new defense system.

[sighs] Designed to intercept
hypersonic missiles.

SAM:
Missiles that
are too fast

for defense to target.

And can take a nuclear warhead.

Starting to feel like the world
is a giant powder keg.

If Russia or China get
their hands on that tech...

We got to find Okoye.

What are you thinking, Admiral?

Agent Blye, you and the,
um, observer guy

hit the jewelry store--
let's find out

who was wearing that bracelet.

Sam and I'll talk
to Okoye's boss.

Beale, you work
with the two newbies

to track down Okoye.Copy that.

Sounds like a plan.

"Come back, see your friends,
test out your software."

Get blown up by nukes.

Thanks a lot, Hetty.

FATIMA: Hey, you.LAUREN: Hey, you.

What are you doing
east of Doheny?

FATIMA:
Caught you meeting my boyfriend
for a quickie.

Damn!

LAUREN:
We never meant to hurt you.

FATIMA:
Oh, wow. "We"?

You're, like, the worst.

Yeah, for real, the worst!

LAUREN:
Don't be a hater
just because I won.

We're moving in together.

FATIMA:
His dad cut him off last month.

That Merc is a rental.

Have fun living over the hill.

Bye, bitch.[loud slap, gasp]

[Rountree laughs]

Oh, snap!

Yo, you were nasty!

[laughs]:
What you mean, "were"?
I still got it.

ROUNTREE:
I remember this show.

It-it lasted
a couple seasons, right?

Hmm, more like five.

[laughs]Well, why'd you quit acting?

Wasn't for me,
I guess.

Does the rest of
the team know?

Well, they have, like,
every intel source known to man

at their fingertips.

[phone buzzes]

Oh.

Oh. Beale found
Musa Okoye's home.

Oh, cool. Let's go.

[chuckles]
Bye, bitch.

[snapping fingers]

Ronald Lewis?

Uh, yeah.

And, uh, you can call me Ron.

Special Agent Hanna, NCIS.

This is...Well, that is a
nice suit there.

Yes, it is. Now, don't
interrupt the man again.

Yes, sir?

Uh, we need to talk to you
about one of your engineers:

Musa Okoye.

Yeah, yeah, sure.
Sure. What's up?

We think he may have stolen
classified information.

Well, we run
extensive security analysis.

I would know
if something was stolen.

We're working
with the Department of Defense

and Delta Seven to, uh,
access security logs,

but we were hoping
you could fill in some gaps

in the meantime.

Right. Are you sure about Musa?

[chuckles]:
I mean, he's just not that guy.

Why not?Well, I mean,
he's, like,

the ideal employee:
he shows up every day,

does his job, goes home,
not a peep.

And that guy is
freaking brilliant.

Okoye got any close friends
at the office?

Uh, no, not that I know of.

How hard would it be
for an employee in your division

to steal classified files?

Well, the system is segmented.

It's designed to prevent that,

but, well, you guys
know how it is.

If-if someone wants to, and...
and they're smart enough,

they could probably
find a way.

Smart enough?

Yeah.

What if they were brilliant?

Baby, I have no idea
what happened.

Yesterday I'm on course
to graduate with my class.

This morning they tell me

that I'm washing out.That doesn't make any sense.

I mean, did your... did
your scores drop on your tests

or your PT or something?No. Nothing.

When are you leaving?

I'm leaving right now.

All right, baby, I love you,

and we are going
to work this out, okay?

I just, I got to go now.

[sighs]:
Okay. I love you.

I'm gonna call you
from the airport.

Okay. Be safe.Looks like
the owner's inside.

There's only one customer.
Once he clears, we'll head in.

Okay, yeah, thanks.

How's lover boy?

[phone buzzes]

ERIC: Hey, Sam.What's up, Eric?

Hey. So, I've been going
through Okoye's phone records.

It's mostly just quick calls
and work-related texts

except for one number.

It's a cell phone
for Angela Brown.

She worked in the HR department
at Delta Seven Industries

until two months ago.

He still talk to her
after she left?

Every day.Could be a
girlfriend.

Hmm. All right,
well, find Angela

and have Castor bring her
to the boatshed.

You got it.

SABATINO:
I miss this place.

"This place," like L.A.?

No. Just Hollywood.

You know, recording again.

Mm. Recording what?

My music. I'm a musician.

What? But I
didn't know that.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. We...
we started in the East Village,

and then we, you know,
we eventually came out west.

We played some shows
on the Strip, and...

you know, then I got involved
in this racket.

[laughs]
Okay. Well, like,
what kind of music?

Well, like,
Ratt meets Quiet Riot.

I have no idea what that means.

You know, like...
Of course you do.

It's like, uh,
you know, "Round and Round"

mixed, like,
with "Cum On Feel the Noize."

Sorry.You're kidding.
Where'd you grow up,

in one of those cult,
sister wives kind of places

with no MTV?[scoffs]
Excu... You know what?

Is that... is that
what this little, like,

nubbin nipple thing
on the top of your head is?

It's because you're getting
the band back together?

Yeah, yeah, maybe I am.

You know, I mean,
it's not such a crazy idea.

You never know what could
happen once this grows out.

[grunts, laughs]
Okay, sorry.It's not that crazy

of an idea.
Yeah, okay,
you know what?

That customer's walking
out of the store,

so I am going to "perform"
my job. [laughs]

♪ Come on, feel the noise

♪ Girls, rock your boys

♪ Rock! Rock!
I got it.

This is such a fly whip.

And you don't even like
to drive.

You ride a motorcycle.

And yet the motor pool trusts me
more than they trust you.

That's just mean.

Eric said the emergency
warrant went through.

We might not need it.
That's Okoye's car.

Maybe he's home.

FATIMA:
Oh, yeah.

ROUNTREE:
Whoa.

Federal agents!
Anyone here?

Kitchen and front area
are clear.

Bedrooms are clear.
There's an empty safe
in the closet.

Looks like Okoye came back,
cleaned it out and took off.

Well, Okoye's car
is still here, so...

maybe someone
picked him up.

He must have known this
would be the first place

someone was gonna
look for him.

Whatever was
in that safe

was worth the risk
of getting caught.

Uh, Okoye's a Nigerian national,
so if he's on the run,

he definitely would need
his passport.

Well, that's for sure.

Dust void.

Wh-Where his computer
would have been.

Passport and personal files--
two things you need

but can't buy
when you're on the run.

Hey, Eric. Is there
any surveillance on this street

that would show a car
picking up Okoye?

I'll check it out.

♪ Cracking up in here
without you... ♪

Huh. So you're telling me
that people that wear this stuff

can actually afford it?

[Kensi and Sabatino chuckle]

Ah. Here to pick up a piece
for your kid?

[laughs]
Sorry.Our kid? That-That's funny.

No. No.
What's your name?

Kendra.Kendra. Kendra.
Why do we got to be here

shopping for a kid?

No, these pieces
just aren't for you.

Wow. Okay, actually,
we're federal agents.

Oh, your parents
must be so proud.

[clears throat]

Do you recognize this piece?

Yeah, of course.

I sold it.

Hmm, let me guess--
mass-produced,

and you have no clue
who bought it.

That attitude

is why this art
is just not for you.

Oh, I get it--
you're hitting on me.

She's hitting on me.

I don't think
she's hitting on you.

It was
a custom piece,

the biggest we ever made.

So you basically made
a bracelet for Sasquatch?

Dad jokes are so bad.

Single. No responsibilities.
Not a dad.

Yeah, and I'm not bi.

Okay, you know what?

Who did you make this piece for?

Do I have to answer
these questions?

No, of course not.

But then again, I can always
call in for a search warrant,

and they can tear
the place apart.

Yeah, maybe we find the answers
to our questions.

Maybe we find out that you do
a lot of sales in cash

and forget to charge sales tax.

Well, that doesn't sound fun.

Mm-mm.
SABATINO:
No.

Do you have a name?

Simi Latu.

Thank you.

[whispers]:
Are you really bi?

Go home to your kids.

A little bit? Just a little?

Okay. Okay.

I'll call you.

What do you got, Eric?

Hey. So, I found an address

associated with Simi Latu,
but so far no photos.

No driver's license?ERIC: Nope.

Ah, maybe Simi's too
big to fit in the car.

That'd have to be pretty big.

That would be like...Like Sasquatch big.

Did you watch
Expedition Bigfoot?

Oh, my God.
Dude, every episode.

Did you see the
found footage one?

Oh, my God, the found footage!

So...
Are you kidding me
right now?

Hey, Eric, do you have
something that we can use?

Uh, yeah. Sorry, Kens.

[clears throat]:
Um... not much,

but this address is associated
with some dudes

with ties to a violent
criminal organization

that operates out
of the South Bay and Gardena.

Members have done time
for murder.

Big and violent.

Sounds like a peach.

Angela.

Special Agent Sam Hanna. This
is Retired Admiral Kilbride.

We need to ask you some
questions about Muso Okoye.

Sure. What about Musa?

Is he okay?

We're trying
to locate him.

Are you two friends?

Yes.

Maybe more than friends?

[laughs]:
Please.

I'm married.
My husband knows him.

Why are you interested
in who Musa's friends with?

We believe he may have stolen
classified information

from Delta Seven.

No.

He'd never do that.

You sound awfully certain.

I just know Musa.

I-I mean, he comes over to
my house for dinner every week.

He's practically part
of my family.

I mean, he's shy,

but he's kind
and sweet and honest.

He would never steal anything.

He ever say why he came to L.A.?

For the job.

Most people never get
their dream career.

Aerospace has always been his.

His travel records show
he hasn't been back home.

Does he have any ties
to Nigeria?

Just his family.

And every once in a while
he gets together

with a few other Nigerians,

you know,
to cook their food,

talk about home.

Angela,
do you recall their names?

I only met them once.

Briefly.

They seemed nice.

ERIC:
Hey, guys, if Okoye is working

with these other Nigerians,

it's not in his personal
phone records or e-mails.

Please tell me. Is...

is Musa in some kind of danger?

ERIC:
Hey, Fatima? Rountree?

What's up, Eric?

Unfortunately,
none of Musa Okoye's neighbors

have cameras facing his house.

[sighs]
Okay. Thanks, man.

We're striking out
left and right here.

What you got?

This is a Bluetooth keyboard.

I wonder if...

Oh, nice.

Bet this keyboard
is linked to this smart TV.

Oh, dope. We can watch
all your old episodes.

Or we can see what Okoye
was searching for online.

See if it points us
to where he is.

Eh, still gonna binge
your show this weekend.

Nice.

Could use the residuals.

What are residuals?

Let's just say the Porsche?

Not from the motor pool.

Wow. Mm.

[dog barking]Kona Gardens.

Where do they come
up with these names?

Nothing here remotely
reminds me of Kona.

Yeah, well,
either way, look alive.

If Simi Latu is here,

he's gonna rabbit
as soon as he sees our badges.

Guys his size don't rabbit.

They kind of steamroll
right over you.

I'm guessing they're not
gonna need to see your badge

to know that we
don't belong here.

[chuckles]

["Kai Tangata" by Alien Weaponry
playing]

[singing in Maori]

KENSI:
Hey.

I'm Special Agent Kensi Blye.

Peter DeBartolo.

KENSI:
Okay.

We want to talk to Simi Latu.

Ah, so now you
can hear us.

Okay. All right,
let's not make this a thing.

Yeah.Easy.

[vehicle approaching]

Stay where you are!

[footsteps approaching]

We never carry any weapons.

Why you got your
hand on your gun?

You gonna shoot us unarmed?SABATINO:
Okay.

Just tell your men
to stand down.

Or what?

What?

What you gonna do,
little ponytail man?

Raise your hand if
you've been to jail.

What?

KENSI:
Put your hand up

if you've done time.[chuckles]

There's no one here
that's done time.

[chuckles]: Okay.
Now I know you're lying to me.

Right? You're gonna tell me
that no one here has done time?

Okay, you know what?

We're gonna play a little game.
That's what we're gonna do.

I am going to pick someone,

and if I pick somebody
that's done time,

you got

to talk to us.And if you pick wrong?

Please. That's not gonna happen.
I have a lot of faith

in you guys.
Okay? We got a deal?

I like you, lady.

Thank you. All
right, let's begin.

Hmm.

Let me see here.

Aw, go on, get out of here.

[speaking foreign language]

They've all done time.

I know.

What do you want to talk about?

You lose a bracelet last night?

I had one
stolen from me last week.

Huh, that's very convenient.

Call it what you want,
Duran Duran.

Easy.

[sighs]
Why you care about the bracelet?

It ties you to a warehouse where
you were at with Jimmy Fang.

I don't know nothing about that,

and you ain't got
anything on me.

He's been paying you
in counterfeit money.

SABATINO:
We could just have
LAPD arrest your guys

one by one as they start using
that fake cash.

What do you mean, fake cash?

That's Jimmy Fang's business.
That's what he does.

[speaking foreign language]

Okay. You starting to remember
a little something

about last night now?

If I talk to you,

I want Fang to go down.

Trust me, we want that, too.

My nephew,

he does protection gigs
for Fang.

Muscle for hire stuff.

I wasn't there last night,

but he probably was.

And now I know
who stole my bracelet.

Ah, your nephew,
he sounds like a real good kid.

Yeah,

we're all real proud of him
over here.

Where can we find him?

No idea. Kid's a ghost.

You can look for him,
but you won't find him.

Everything Fang paid for
has been fake?

As a three-dollar bill.

[speaking foreign language]

Come on, you got to give us
a little something

we can work with,
preferably in English.

where can we find Fang?

Well, the TV back there
doesn't work.

Couldn't even get it to turn on.

Did you find anything?Nada.

This guy loves a cold house.

I know, seriously.

That don't make any sense.
The heat's set for 74.

Yeah, well, it's lying.

There's nothing coming out.

Well, I'm sort of a noob
to the whole HVAC world,

but if it's running and
nothing's coming out, then...

Means
the thermostat's broken

or there's something
blocking the duct.

You don't think...

Come on.

[whirring, rattling]

Aw, man.

[exhales]Eric, send the coroner.

We found Musa Okoye's body.

Angela, I appreciate
all your help.

Agent Castor here
will make sure you get home.

CASTOR:
Ms. Brown.[phone buzzes]

Let us know
as soon as you hear from Musa.

I will. Thank you both.

Angela, I'm so sorry.

What is it?

Musa's dead.

[cries]

If Simi
was telling us the truth,

this electronics store
is Fang's spot.

SABATINO:
Eh.

So, that awkward dude Beale,
is he rich now?

[chuckles]
Yeah, like really rich.

Oof. The world
is a strange place.

Here we go.

SABATINO:
That is a ton of suitcases.

KENSI:
And if he's transporting
20s in superbills,

that's a few million,
but if those are hundreds,

that's, like, 50 or 60 million.

That's a lot
of recording studio hours.

Hey, Sam, we got eyes on Fang.

Looks like he's in possession
of a lot of superbills.

We'll keep you posted.SAM:
Copy that, Kens.

KILBRIDE:
Fang's

espionage mission
to the U.S.

was to acquire
classified military technology.

Now, what if
the plan all along

was to pay for it
with those fake bills?

But Okoye had the tech,
and now he's dead.

Say Fang killed him.

Then he's got the cash
and the stolen tech.

Sam, Fang is on the move.
We're sticking with him.

SAM:
Coming to you now.

If Fang has the superbills
and the technology,

why is he waiting
until now to take off?

Hey. So, the warrant
finally came through.

I was able to ID those Nigerians

that Okoye's been meeting up
with from his e-mails.

They're all engineers.
They're all clean.

Any of these guys
travel back to Nigeria?

Well,
if you wouldn't interrupt me,

I would tell you
that one of them,

Victor Abara, his brother

is a high-ranking member
of Boko Haram.

[chuckles]

Oh, if you're a Nigerian expat
in this country for work

and you have any link at all

to any jihadist terrorist group,

you're probably gonna
get sent home.

Especially if that project
is for the U.S. military.Yeah.

Who else could have known about
Okoye's ties to these Nigerians?

Well, Okoye's e-mails
are regularly reviewed

as part of an internal
supervision policy

by his manager.

Ron Lewis.

He may have seen the same names

and made the same connections
we did.

Beale, you got to find out

where Lewis is now.

Fang's about to turn
onto the 101 South.

He could be headed
towards Downtown.

Bunch of private helipads there.

Yeah, lot of freeways
also head Downtown.

Could be headed to Phoenix,
Vegas or Mexico.

Lot of options
for a dude looking to disappear

with fake millions.

Might want to step
on the gas a little.

ERIC:
Guys,

I got a hit on Ron Lewis's
Lexus heading north on Figueroa,

right past the Staples Center.

He's Downtown.Same place Fang is headed to.

If they're meeting up...

That means that Fang has
the cash but not the tech.

Because Ron's got it.

Kensi, we think Fang
is meeting Ron Lewis.

Eric is tracking him now.

Copy that.Ugh.

I never liked that Ron guy.You never met him.

I read his file. He went to USC.

[chuckles]: So?Have you ever liked anyone
that went to USC?

See?

Yeah, what's up, Eric?

Ron Lewis may be meeting up

with Fang.
I sent you the coordinates.

You're eight minutes out.

We'll be there in five.Five?

[engine revving]

[Rountree screams]

Fang just pulled into a parking
structure on 2nd and Spring.

Ron's Lexus is parked

at the very top level
of that same structure.

Copy that.

Well, what do you think?

We're going in.

[tires screech]

[tires screech]

Jimmy Fang, federal agents!

Put your hands up!

SABATINO:
You, too, Ron!

Look out!

Get down!

Really, Ron?

[gunfire]

I'm really starting to hate
this Jimmy Fang.

[grunting]

Don't do it!

Sit down, Trojan boy!

USC.

It's all there.

The entire
missile defense system.

Downloaded from Musa Okoye's
office terminal.

By Ron Lewis.

The guy actually wet himself.

He told me everything.

So it was Ron trying
to sell the tech, not Musa.

He just needed
a scapegoat.

[exhales]

Bye, bitch.

So?
Yeah, they're a match
to the superbills

coming out of the
tri-border area.

Well, at least now we know
that Fang and the triad

were the ones bringing it
into the country.

But because you decided
to TKO my only lead,

I couldn't even talk to
him before LAPD arrived.

I'm still no closer
to finding out

who's making
this fake money.

Well, guess it's
a good thing because, uh,

you're not Secret Service,

and that fake money thing
is kind of their jam.

It may be their jam,
but these bills are being used

[phone buzzes]to fund terrorist groups,
and I got to find out

who's behind it.Yeah.

All right, looks like I get
to hop on a plane

to go talk to someone else
I'll never have talked to

in another place I'll never
have been-- I'm out of here.

Well... what about, uh,
what about your, uh,

recording sessions?

Well, that's the awesome thing
about playing '80s metal.

The market will always be there.

As long as I keep
living on a prayer

and never run to the hills.

Hey, Sabatino.
Yeah?

♪ So you think
my singing's out of time ♪

♪ It makes me money

♪ And I don't know why

♪ And I don't know why ♪ I don't know why

♪ Anymore, oh, no

♪ So come on, feel the noise

♪ Girls, rock your boys

♪ We get wild, wild, wild

♪ We get
wild, wild, wild ♪

♪ So come on,
feel the noise... ♪

Made yourself comfortable,
I see.

You know, finding a place
in this building

to make a private phone call
is virtually impossible.

Well, that's kind of the way
Hetty likes it.

Well, her fingerprints
are all over this place.

That's an understatement.

So, you gonna stay
here or are you, uh,

flying out?

I got a place
at the Chateau.

The Chateau?

Kind of allegiant.

Had some great times
there back in the '80s.

You want to grab a beer?

I'd love to, Admiral. I got some
paperwork I need to finish up.

Copy that. Oh, uh,
tell Agent Callen,

I hope his personal
matter went well.

[thunder rumbling]

[exhales]

[crying]:
Callen!

Why-why are you
doing this?

I'm sorry.

[quietly]:
You're sorry?

You're sorry.

You're sorry?!

You're sorry, okay!

You're sorry...
[crying]

Okay, I'm ready.

Let's just go.

HETTY:
Jocelyn's your one chance

at a nice, peaceful life.

I don't want that life.

If I get out of this car,

I'll never know
who my own father is.

I'll never even know
my own name.

It'll be a lonely
existence, Mr. Callen.

[Deeks exhales]

All she said is to
go to her office?

Well, it's typical Hetty.

Gives you just enough
to keep coming back.

Yeah, I've always thought she'd
make one hell of a drug dealer.

Mm.Okay, right, I'm here.

Office with the creepy
doll heads everywhere.

Anyway.

Mr. Deeks.Whoa!

Where do you think you're going?

To change my underwear?

Hetty, are you, are you okay?

No time for idle chitchat.

Mr. Deeks, open the top drawer.

Open the top drawer
to... what?

[siren and gunfire over monitor]

♪

I found out an hour ago.

Henrietta Lange...

um...

...this is the most savage...

inhumane...

...messed up...

greatest thing that anyone...

has ever pulled on me.

I mean, I got to be honest,
this is, this, this is...

...this is pure gold.

HETTY:
I could never in good conscience

allow strangers at FLETC

to give you that badge.

Thank you.[gunshot]

Bugger.

Now go celebrate with your team.

Oh, yeah, no,
we about to get it.

On Saturday.

Wait, what?
What'd she say?

Did she say Saturday?She-she-- yeah.

No, because what she meant was,
I think she--

she could--
did she mean today?

Because "today" is also
a word that means "this day."

Not Saturday, because...No, I think, I
think it's just

that Callen wasn't available,
so she wanted all of us

to, you know, celebrate
together or something.

Callen? [scoffs]

I-I barely even know the man. I
can't pronounce his first name.

No, this is, this, this right
here is 12 years in the making.

And now we're gonna put it on
pause-- I'm about to go Richter.

You and I, rage fest.

Baby?Yes?

I am so proud of you.

Thank you.

And you know what, um,

nothing is stopping
us from, you know,

celebrating today.

Today?
Just the two of us.

The two of us? Today?
[shouts]

Oh! Oh!
Oh, wait, whoa.

Yeah, no, I got a,
I got a, a rib thing.

I think it may be broken.I knew it.

Or fractured.
You lied to me.

I didn't lie, I just withheld
the total truth.You lied, but I love you.

Because you can't-- oh...

Does it hurt right here?Not too hard!

That's-that's the...I'm so sorry.

This is what happens
when you lie to your wife.

It feels like...
Yeah.

Good evening.
Hey.

How you doing?

Could be better.

Much better.
Yeah.

I'm sorry
for the losses your town took

during the wildfires.

Thanks.
What can I help you with?

Well, I'm actually here
to surprise my girlfriend.

But I need to know

what room
she's staying in.

Well, she's not here.
I'm empty tonight.

Oh, did the Rebuild U.S. group
move on already?

The who?

The group that's
been staying here

to rebuild your town?

I don't know
who's been lying to you, man.

But ain't nobody been up here
to help us rebuild.

[phone buzzes]

I'm still not going
to paddleboard yoga with you.

It doesn't get more L.A.
than paddleboard yoga.

And if I'm coming back
to L.A. next weekend...

Oh, you're coming back
next week?

Yeah.

There's a lot I want
to catch you up on.

Okay, that's great, Kam.
Everything okay?

Yeah, yeah, everything's good,
really good.

I got to go.

Love you, Dad.

I love you, too, baby.
See you soon.

Okay.

[muffled screaming]

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