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There haven't been
any further sightings

of Zasha Gagarin
since she poisoned Gonchgarov.

I diluted the poison
as much as I could.

But it had
to look real.

I want to know how long
you've been working

for the Russians,
Grisha.

I believe you know

CIA officer Joelle Taylor.

I will give you her location
in return for you.

Get in.

Time to let me go
before you regret this

for the rest of your short life?

Where is Katya?

Don't worry,
you'll get to see her soon.

Get some sleep.
It's a long trip.

What are you planning
on doing, huh?

Sending me back in this thing?

Well, it's up to you.

If you cooperate,

then you get treated like
a friend, like you once were.

But if you don't,
you get treated like cargo.

You know how it works.

I'm not going anywhere with you.

Sounds like cargo to me.

Hey!

Hello!

What, you're going to shoot me?

Go ahead!

You and I both know that you...

Oh, God, you always were
such an idiot, Odessa.

If this thing kills me,

Katya's going
to slit your throat.

Relax, Anna.

It's just a little bit
of horse tranquilizer

to settle you down.

I loaded it myself.

It's not enough
to kill you.

I hope it does,

just to screw you two.

We're not that lucky.

Enjoy your nap.

Buh-bye.

--My sleeping beauty.

Coffee?

-Oh. Thank you.
-Mm-hmm.

I may need
a caffeine drip, though.

Maybe you should,uh, grab 20 minutes.

I can take over.

Mm-mm. No. I'll-I'll be fine.

So, nothing with
any of these checkpoints?

No. I mean, either they got
through before we locked up

or they found another way out.

Or they're holed up untilthe checkpoints are gone.

They know we can only keep them
active for a few hours.

-Any word on Joelle?
-Yeah.

It looks like
she's gonna pull through,

though she has got
a long road ahead of her.

What do you think
Katya's gonna do to Anna?

I honestly don't know.

I mean,
if she wanted her dead,

she easily could have
killed her in the park

or blew her up with the van.

From what I've read
and heard about this Katya,

she sounds like a psychopath.

Yeah, when she's not behaving
like a sociopath.

She is so unpredictable

that trying
to guess her next move

is just as impossible
as deducing her motive.

So, Callen and Sam,they're still out there?

Yeah. Looks
like they're searching

every building
in the area.

-Oh, this is Callen now.
-You know what?

I'll take it.

Okay.

Hey, Callen. It's Nell.

How you making out?

Nothing yet, but I sent a list
of addresses to Fatima.

We need to find the owners

so I can get consent
to search.

Otherwise we're gonna
need warrants.

Great, she'll get right on it.

So, listen, I just
spoke with Agent Carlson,

and she's coordinating the
other agencies in the search.

I'm thinking we let them do
the door-to-door legwork

so that we can take
a more strategic approach.

And what would that be?

Well, Katya obviously had
some help.

Somebody must know somebody
who knows something.

So I'm thinking
we work our known contacts,

call in a few favors, review
the traffic camera footage,

and then eventually...

Yeah, that sounds good, Nell.
I got to go.

Okay.

Hey.
Anything?

Not yet.

Look,

I need you to use
your street covers.

Quarter million dollars cash,
no questions asked,

to anyone who can tell me
where Katya is.

Where you gonna find
a quarter million dollars

-in cash?
-Let me worry about that.

Just put the word out.

I want every cartel member,

gangbanger or petty criminal
in the city looking for her.

I want to find Anna, too.

But we need
to be smart about this.

Is that your way of saying
you're not gonna help?

Of course
I'm gonna help you,

but we need to regroup.

We're not gonna
find Anna like this.

Yeah. You're probably right.

I'll see you back at Ops.

I realize
it's very late, sir.

I actually tell time, too.

But this is extremely urgent.

A woman's life is at stake.

Sure.

Nell Jones, NCIS.

No, it's "N" as in Nancy.

Nell, yes.

Naval Criminal
Investigative Service,

specifically the Office of Special Projects.

Mm-hmm. And did I mention
this is urgent?

And did you flag it as such?

All righty. Thank you.

You hanging in there?

Oh, yeah, you know me.

I'm just...

Not really.

I'm starting to wonder why

I picked up the phone
when Hetty called.

And then I

instantly feel guilty
for thinking such things,

because obviously
I would never want

to turn my back on you guys.

And I just feel like I'm running
out of ideas to find Anna.

I mean,

if I were Hetty, I probably
would've put a call in

to some Cold War
Russian ally by now

and arranged some back-channel
deal to get us Katya,

but I'm not Hetty.

And I don't know
any Cold War Russians.

What about Arkady?

True. I mean,
has anyone even told Arkady

about this
at this point?

I don't think so.

-But he needs to know.
-Yeah.

That sounds like
a good job for Callen.

I never pictured this
as your style.

How did you get in here?

Does it matter?

It does to me.

You need bars
on your bathroom window.

How did you get
to my bathroom window?

It wasn't easy.

Sit.

You shouldn't
have come here.

And you shouldn't
still be here.

They have yet to tell me
where I'm going.

That should worry you.

I need to know
where Katya Miranova is.

I have no idea.

Last time I heard,
she was brought back to Russia.

She's killed two CIA officers.

Kidnapped another,
cut off her finger and shot her.

And now she's kidnapped
a friend of mine.

I know nothing about that.

I need to know where she is.

Like I said,

I thought
she was back in Russia.

And I just told you
she's still here.

-You saw her?
-I've seen her handiwork.

If I start asking questions...

I don't care!

What I care about is finding her

before she hurts my friend.

I'll make some inquiries.

But I make no promises.

Just doing so could
get us both killed.

But I guess
you already know that

and still don't care.

S'up? Any luck?

No. You?

I'm about to go ask
my old buddy Kirkin for help,

which means
I'm probably gonna be doing

another fashion show
in my future.

Which is nice.
Got that going for me.

-Where's G?
-Thought he was with you.

He was. Supposed to be
coming back here.

Well, if he did,
I didn't see him.

Deuces.

Katya is still in Russia.

No way.

According to
my sources,

she is.

And she's also no longer
working for the SVR.

Then how do you know
where she is?

Just because
she's not working with us

doesn't mean we're not
keeping track of her.

Well, you're doing a lousy job,

because she's here
and she has my girlfriend.

What more do you want me to do?

I want you to do
whatever it takes to find her.

And if I can't?

Then this relationship is over,

and I have no further reason
to protect you.

This makes no sense whatsoever.

It's a food truck.

It's supposed to have
food in it.

It's a mobile command vehicle

disguised as a food truck.

What's with you and food anyway?

I have a fast metabolism.

Sam.
You seen Callen?

No.

Hey, Sam.

Rountree, what's going on
at the Russian consulate?

Nothing.
No one's been in or out.

In fact, there hasn't been
any movement since I got here.

Any new leads?

No.

We've been searching
the buildings

in the surrounding area,
and Devin's got the consulate.

We need a definitive
plan of action.

This isn't helping, all right?

We're just waiting around here

for something to drop
in our laps.

Where the hell's Nell?

She was just here
a few minutes ag...

What are you doing?

It's for your own good.

There are no seat belts
back here.

Now, stay still,

unless you want to get burned.

Help!

Well, no luck searching
any of the buildings.

They obviously
thought they would...

Ooh, Kens,
I will call you right back.

Admiral Kilbride.

Ms. Jones.

Just the person
I wanted to see.

How do you change

this fishbowl into something
akin to an office?

Well, there is a button
just there, behind the desk.

Sir, what is it
that you're doing here?

Okay, let's get
some things straight.

First of all,
that sweet and polite routine

may have served you well
under Hetty,

but you're at the helm now
and you need to act like it.

You know damn well
why I'm here.

Every agency between here
and Washington is

in a tizzy
over these CIA officer

killings and abduction.

Well, we rescued
CIA Officer Taylor.

Yes, you did.

And therein lies
a big part of the problem.

You see,
NCIS used to be this, uh,

little known agency that worked
efficiently and successfully

under the radar.

And then some genius thought
it would be a good idea

to let Henrietta Lange
run the OSP.

She and her methods
were always controversial,

but that didn't stop them,
and now here we are

with another
international incident

ready to blow up in our face.

Well, it is good
to see you, too, sir.

Which brings me

honesty.

You're about as glad to see me
as I am to be here,

so let's just cut the crap
and get on with it, shall we?

I want a full sitrep
in ten minutes,

and I want you to show me
where this damn button is.

Just to the left, sir.

Heard you were back
in the land of the living.

Most of me.

Can I come in?

Sure.

How you doing?

Been better.

Did you find Anna?

Not yet.

I need to ask you
some questions.

Like, "How did this turn
into such a complete disaster?"

We were contacted
through an intermediary

that a Russian operative
wanted to come in.

-Katya?
-We didn't trust her,

of course, but we'd also heard
rumors that she'd fallen

into disfavor
with some of her own people.

We thought it was
a gamble worth taking.

She played you.

From the get-go.

She was never gonna defect.

It was all a setup.

She just wanted to grab me
to get leverage against Anna.

Where did she keep you?

In a shipping container
inside of a building.

I have no idea where.

Couldn't hear anything
from the outside.

The container was gray,

and it had a partial ID number
that I memorized.

And Katya...?

Never saw her.

But she definitely had help.

There were at least
two of them.

I'm sorry.

I wish I could tell you
something more useful.

No, ev...
every little bit helps.

So...

I'm, uh...

I'm sorry about your leg.

Yeah.

Didn't see that one coming.

She would have been better off
executing me.

Why do you say that?

Because it's the only thing
that would've stopped me

from killing her.

I need to find Anna first.

Then you better hurry up,

because killing Katya is
the first thing I'm gonna do

when I get out of here.

Hey, Callen.

Nell, I need you to have
Fatima run a partial ID.

Where are you?

-Why are you whispering?
-No, you first.

I just spoke to Joelle.

You're at the hospital?
How is she?

She's a fighter,

but now it's your turn.

Well, Kilbride is here,
and surprise, surprise,

-he's not happy.
-He asking about me?

Of course. Everyone is, Callen.

We all care for Anna.

You cannot do this alone.

And that is why I'm calling.

Look, Joelle said
she was kept in a...

some type of a container.

-Like on a ship?
No, in-in a building.

She said it was dark,
she's pretty sure it was gray,

but she doesn't know
the exact size.

And you mentioned
some type of ID?

It's a partial number.
Most of it was scratched off,

but hopefully it's from
the ISO Alpha code.

Well, we could use that to
track down the original owner.

Exactly.

Look, have Fatima
start running "FAJ29"

from the BIC registry.

Hopefully she can
narrow it down from there.

Yep, I'm on it.

All right. Keep me posted?

Oh, and, Callen?

Have you told Arkady yet?

You know he deserves to know.

And he deserves
to hear it from you.

All right, have Agent Castor
bring him to the boatshed.

I'll meet him there.

Was that Callen?

The way your voice didn't
rise up at the end

leads me to believe
that you already know.

Son of a bitch.
Where is he?

The hospital
with Joelle.

He was supposed to meet
me here an hour ago.

Well, sounds like
that was never his plan.

Well, we need to
come up with a plan.

We need one, now.

Yeah, well,
it's not that simple.

I thought you were supposed
to be steering the ship.

You need to be
in charge here.

Careful, Sam.

I haven't slept
in over 24 hours.

Kilbride is
breathing down my neck.

I am knee-deep
in Russian operatives.

Anna is missing.
Joelle has been dismembered.

Callen is out there

trying to go rogue,
and now you're in here

taking your anger over that
out on me.

So, what I need is for you
to get on my team right now.

What I need is for us
to do this together.

You're right.

Where you going?

To make sure we
do this together.

Ah.

The sweet ambrosial bouquet

of those honey-crisped locks

precedes you,

my muse... Oh.

Kensi, you're here, too.

So, to what do I owe
such unexpected fortune?

You weren't calling us back,
and luckily your assistant did.

Yeah. What are you
doing here, anyway?

Isn't it obvious?

-Uh, no.
-Nothing's obvious.

Inspiration!

It's all around us.

I come here for help

with my designs.

This life has
made you both so hard.

And, by the look of it,
uh, being an investigator

has done the same
for your body, Marty.

Oh. I mean, I guess it's
a compliment, which is true,

'cause I've been doing
a lot of core work,

really hitting the ...ah, you know what?

I would tell you two
to, like, get a room,

which is really cute,
but we don't have time for that.

Have your contacts
gotten back to you?

Unfortunately,
no one knows the whereabouts

of Anna Kolcheck.

What about Katya Miranova?

You'll be wise to stay far away
from that crazy woman.

She's a Noble Maiden after all.

Yeah, more like
a maniacal vixen.

No, I mean from
the Institute of Noble Maidens.

Yeah, sorry,
I didn't read The Hobbit,

so you're gonna
have to elaborate.

It's a school in Russia.

Katya was a student.

Uh, so was Anna.

Different school maybe
but same program.

They come out beautiful,
polished women.

I'd kill to have any one
of them wear my clothes.

Unfortunately,

they'd rather slit my throat

and wear my skin instead.

Wow. That got unreasonably dark.

Well, if you want
to know more,

I suggest you continue
this line of questioning

with Anna's father,
but that's all I have.

Great, well,
thank you for the help,

if that's what you want
to call it-- "help."

If you'll excuse me,
I really do need to get

-back to my art.
-Back to the art,
of course.

Don't want to keep him
from that.

-Okay. All right, well.
-No, not at all.

-All right.
-Thank you so much.

I came as soon as
I heard about Anna.

Catch me up to speed.

How much time you got?

Oh.

Admiral Kilbride,

to what do we owe
the pleasure?

"Pleasure" would describe
the Alaskan cruise

I should be on
right now,

viewing humpback whales
through the amber lens

of a double Manhattan.

My presence here
is anything but.

Eric, Admiral Kilbride
is here becau...

The stew of Russian operatives
that you have all been simmering

has finally boiled over.

Someone had to come
clean up the mess.

Couldn't have said it better.

Now, why don't you tell me
what it is you're doing here,

-Mr. Beale.
-Let me give it a shot.

Uh, the DOJ calls me up, right?

And they're like,
"Eric Beale..."

He's here to lend us a hand.

Bye, Eric.

Okay, I'll just...

We can talk about whether
that's even legal or not later.

Right now, I'll take
all the help we can get.

Sounds good, sir.

Oof!

It is more tense than season two
of Sunset Canyon down there.

So you do know
about my past career.

Hmm. Didn't know you were
a fan of the show.

I don't wear the band T-shirt
to the concert,

if you know what I'm saying.

No, I never do.

But I'm glad you're here.

I've been combing through
the international registry,

using the partial
ISO Alpha code

that Joelle gave us.

Problem is,
it's been scratched off,

so we don't know
how partial it is.

Well, if the shipping container
was bought in state,

that would make delivering
or transporting it easier.

We could narrow down
the search that way.

We could,

but there are over 17 million
shipping containers globally,

and all of them are mobile,

so it's currently taking
more time than we have.

Oh, but I do have
one piece of good news.

-Yeah? What's that?
-Looks like Nell

wants me to hand
the search over to you.

-Ah.
-So I can meet Rountree
at the Russian consulate.

Okay. Hmm.

Do you have any food
in that bag?

Oh, yeah. I actually stopped
at Bay Cities on the way in.

Oh, God, I cannot wait
to devour this puppy.

I'm gonna need to take that.

That's my sandwich. My...

Zasha, someone has to know
who's behind this.

If it's not Katya,
it's someone working for her.

Look, you and I are both
running out of time here.

You need to leave.
I'll explain later.

There's nothing to explain.
I know what you're doing.

Trying to save my girlfriend?
You should be out on the street

-doing the same thing.
-Try again.

I don't have time to go through
the sitreps right now.

Try again.

I need to know what the hell
is going on now. For real.

There's only one reason
why you would shut me

and everyone else out like this.

-I'm trying to protect you.
-From what?

Katya?

She's formidable,
but we've been up against

way more dangerous odds
than that.

I'm gonna help you find Anna,
no matter the cost,

but you need
to tell me everything.

No-- Where is Anna?

I'm sorry.

I couldn't
restrain him.

This durak won't
tell me anything.

Callen, what is happening?

First, tell me
everything you know

about the Institute
of Noble Maidens.

Who?

No games, Arkady.

Maybe we could speak in private.

Maybe you should
start talking before

I lose my temper
with both of you.

I wasn't home a lot
when Anna was young.

One day, I came home from a trip
and she was gone.

Her mother said
she had been accepted

to a new school in Krasnodar.

Where's that?

500 miles from Moscow.

Instituti blagorodnykh devits.

Originally it was named
for a finishing school

for young noble women
in Tsarist Russia.

But the concept
was revised in the '40s

for a new generation
of young Russian girls.

Only, they didn't
just teach etiquette.

-What does that mean?
-This was a brutally strict

spy training center.

-Did you pull her out?
-I tried.

But she didn't want to leave.

She was always so stubborn,
even as a baby.

She wanted to be
at the school.

I think she truly liked it.

Well, it couldn't
have been that bad.

-She turned out okay.
-But at what cost?

These girls were trained
from five years old.

By the time they were 20,
they had 15 years of tradecraft.

You know this
better than anyone.

Anna never mentioned
a word of this.

I'm not talking about Anna.

I am talking about you.

Henrietta?

She trained her little orphans
the same way.

And some say even tougher.

You were a-a challenging
child, Mr. Callen.

You got me out of the orphanage?

And into every foster home.

I was determined
to find you a family.

I just hope it was all
for the right reasons.

Hetty?

She helped me when I was young,

but she didn't teach me
anything or train me.

You sure about that?

Yeah, okay. Well, whatever.

But believe me,
the ones like Anna

turned out to be
invaluable operatives.

And the ones like Katya

became ticking
time bombs.

Why is this our first time
hearing about all of this?

Because I paid a fortune
to create a clean history

and identity for Anna
to come to this country.

Enough questions. Where is she?

I need to talk to Anna.

G, you tell him or I will.

Katya has her.

Anna was working
on an op for us.

We don't know where she is, but
we're doing everything we can.

If you stay here...

Stay here?

You are not a father, Callen.

Let me explain to you
while I still have

the respect to look
you in the eye.

Anna has been my heart
since the day I saw her

take her first breath.

And I will not sit idly by

when she is in danger
of taking her last.

Do not follow me.

Arkady...

Arkady!

Okay! Enough!

Get back in here!

A truck.

You got to be kidding me!

Have a seat, Ms. Jones.

What's going on?

I'd prefer you told me.

Well, Eric may have found
the previous owner

of the shipping container
Joelle was held in.

Kensi and Deeks
are heading there now.

That's not what I mean.

Okay.

Callen and Sam
just finished up with Arkady.

Anna and Katya attended
the same finishing school,

which, turns out, was more
of a finishing-off school.

Funny. Still not what I mean.

Sir, would you mind telling me
what it is you do mean?

Because, from what
I've been told,

I have a ship to steer,

and since I don't even have
the time to fully absorb

the brilliance
of that naval metaphor,

I surely don't have the time
to read your mind.

With all due respect.

You're a fine leader, Ms. Jones,
though I can't help but notice

that you seem to have
one foot out the door.

Ah, well,

that is because I only ever
brought one foot in the door.

My time in this position
is temporary.

I'm sorry if Hetty
didn't say that.

Oh, don't apologize

for Henrietta's omissions.

She's never felt the need.

Admiral Kilbride,

I can assure you
that when I am here,

I am fully here.

But when Hetty comes back, I...

Hetty's not coming back.

I'm s-- I'm sorry,
did she say that?

Not in so many words.

But she has had her foot
out that same door

far longer than you have.

And I think it's time we accept

that this mission she's on
may very well be her last.

I'm sorry, it's just...

not such a great time
for me to accept that.

Not asking you
to make any decisions today.

I am asking that you consider
what your role here looks like

without Henrietta Lange.

We won't be able to help you
and Anna as much as you need

-if you keep shutting us out.
-I know, I know.

I'm just dealing
with a lot right now.

All the more reason
for you to let us in.

You're in.

I just need something.

I mean, a-a clue, a-a direction.

Okay, we know Anna and
Katya were groomed

at the same sort of school.

And Joelle said Katya had help.

Getting to Anna has been
Katya's endgame from the start.

And she wouldn't risk that
working with just anybody.

No, she'd want someone
she could trust.

Someone with the same skill set.

-Another Noble Maiden.
-Exactly.

And we got to find a way to get

our hands on the names
and identities

of everyone who went
to school with Katya.

I actually know somebody
that could help us with that.

Yeah? Who?

-Zasha Gagarin.
-Great.

But we still don't even know
if she's inside the country.

She's still here.

What are you...?

Oh, you got to be kidding me.

This is who you've been
keeping from me?

There's an arrangement in place.
It's an airtight two-hander.

Well, was poisoning Gonchgarov
part of this arrangement?

Of course not. She had
to do that to protect her cover.

She purposely lowered the dose.

That's why he's not
dead right now.

Are you serious?
Do you hear yourself?

I can't help you
anymore, Callen.

The Institute of Noble Maidens.

What about it?

Were you a student?

-Stop. Sam.
Who is that?

My partner.
Look, whoever's working

with Katya had
the same training.

And we think you did, too.

My grandmother was
a headmistress.

She was hell-bent on teaching me

how to serve tea
and kill with it.

Do you know if anyone
from that organization

has come here in the last month?

Do you realize how risky it is
for me to do this now?

I do. And I'm asking.

Vanya Leonova
and Odessa Kedrova.

I just sent you their photo.

They both went private
a few years ago

after some
professional reprimands.

It makes sense
if Katya sent them.

They're as crazy
as she is. Uh...

That's all I know.
I'm sorry, I have to go.

Hi. Howdy.

Hello.
Don't tell me.

You logged onto Pinterest
and now you want to build

a container compound?

Not exactly.

Note to self, though, I
should log onto Pinterest,

learn more about this container
compound you speak of.

Actually, we are NCIS.
I'm Special Agent Blye.

Oh, my turn. I'm
Investigator Deeks.

I don't know what that is.

-Really?
-Naval Criminal
Investigative Service.

Yeah, I still don't know
what that is.

Sounds made-up.

Nope. Nope, it's a federal
law enforcement agency.

Listen, it's come
to our attention

that you sold a shipping
container to these two women.

Okay, I didn't talk
to the towhead,

but the other one, yeah.

She was
a chatty little bird.

Can you tell us any details?

She said her name was Pamela.

She came here looking
for a used container,

and luckily
we had quite a few.

I sold her a 20-footer, she paid
cash, and we delivered it

-the very next day.
-We're gonna need that address.

Thank you.

That's a downtown address.

I'm gonna get Fatima
and Rountree on it.

Clear.

Yeah, I can, uh, I can see that.

I've been stuck in a food truck
all day. Let me live.

Can hardly tell
if it was even here.

Well, if Katya's people
moved it again,

they would need
a rollback truck or a trailer.

Well, if Anna's not here
and the trailer's not here...

Is Anna in the trailer?

Eric!
I'm on it.

No cameras around the warehouse

caught them coming or going.

Damn it. We don't have anything
on that truck they took off in.

Actually...

it could've been painted white.

What is that?

It's a 1.4-millimeter
fluid nozzle.

From a paint gun.

It's perfect
for applying base coats.

They probably left it behind
when they were cleaning up.

-What do you got?
Nothing good.

The shipping container
Joelle was kept in is gone.

-They're on the move.
-If that's where they're keeping
her, we don't have much time.

If they wanted Anna dead,
they would've killed her by now.

Katya doesn't want her dead.
She wants Anna all to herself.

Well, if Katya's
actually in Russia,

then the safest way
to make that happen...

Is to ship Anna to her.

Eric, check every port
from here to San Diego.

They wouldn't waste time
going to San Diego.

They'd head right to San Pedro.

If that's the case,

they could be loading her
on a ship as we speak.

Kensi and Deeks are nearby.

I'll have them meet you.

Good, and, Eric, I don't care
what you have to do.

You find that ship.

What do we got?

Uh, we got two ports,

14 terminals,
a hundred cranes,

thousands of
shipping containers.

What we don't got is any idea
where they're taking Anna.

-Great.
Hone in on

the Port of Long Beach.
It's smaller.

-It's easier in, easier out.
-No, the larger port

will give them more cover.
Focus on the Port of L.A.

That makes no sense. There's
too many obstacles. Eric...

They're relying on
obstacles to slow us down.

Eric ...ough. Listen up.

Kensi and Deeks are on the 710.

They'll close in
from the Long Beach side.

Callen and Sam, you continue
heading in on the L.A. side.

And, Eric,

hand me a tablet.

What? What's happening?

Move your asses
and polish your stashes.

We're getting the band
back together again.

Please tell me you're serious.

I'm way too fragile
to be joking right now.

We do our best
work as partners,

and Anna deserves nothing less.

Now, ports are not

taxi stands.

You can't just show up
and hail a ship to Russia.

But you can book an open spot

on any of the freighters
leaving today.

Yeah, and the more stops
you make,

the more chances you have
of getting caught,

so I'd say
they're cruising direct.

Nearest Russian port
is Korsakov.

If I narrow it down

to all ships en route
to Korsakov departing today...

Okay, guys, this is

an educated guess at best,

but we think they may be loadingonto the MS Maktaz.

It's leaving out
of the Pacific Yard Terminal.

Callen and Sam
are right behind you.

Copy that.

Son of a bitch.

What? Is it Katya?

It's worse. It's
so much worse.

What's going on?

Arkady and Kirkin
just showed up.

We don't know how many people
Katya has down there.

They have no idea
what they're stepping into.

That's the problem.
Arkady doesn't care.

Intercept them.

Don't let them
anywhere near that truck.

-Copy that.
-On it.

Marty?

Kirkin.

How's the inspiration
down here?

It killed me
to keep this from you.

Listen, you got to
stand down, man.

No, I can't do that.
I promised Arkady I'd help.

No, no. We'll take
care of Arkady.

Now, you either come
with me willingly

or I put you
in handcuffs.

Ooh, handcuffs?

Seriously?

Stop looking at me like
that. I feel dirty.

Arkady.

Hey! You are putting Anna
more at risk

just by being here.
We got this.

Your team is the reason
Anna is in this situation!

Arkady, stop. I'm serious.

Kirkin's down.
I need an ambulance.

Kens.

I got Arkady.

Odessa's running
back to the truck.

Deeks. Deeks.

Vanya's heading south.
Guys, I need that ambulance.

No.

Marty.

Come on, Kirkin.

You okay?

I'm good. Go.

Callen!

Thank God you're okay.

You're okay?
You're okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay.

We found her!

She's safe.

I, um, I don't even know
what to say.

We got time.

Joelle?

She has a long road
ahead of her,

but she's gonna be okay.

No, I'm fine, too.

Just scrapes and bruises,

but I'll survive.

You could have died,
you big, dumb oaf.

You're too old for this.

I would do it every
single day of my life

if I knew it would
keep you safe.

Okay, Callen, get me out of here

before this turns
into a Hallmark movie.

Well, you're not going anywhere

until these EMTs
are done with you.

And after?

Carlson has you
on a travel restriction

until this jurisdictional mess
is cleaned up.

You can't leave L.A.

But I can go home?

Yeah.

I got some stuff
to finish up with Sam,

but, uh...

I'll see you back there.

Arkady?

I got it. Go.

Odessa didn't make it.

Still no sign of Katya.

I owe you an apology.

Yeah, you do.

But I don't want to hear it
right now. Too tired.

Any word on Kirkin?

You did all you could.

He pushed me
out of the way.

Why would he...
Why would he do that?

♪ It ain't all right...

Same reason
you would have.

You care.

What's crazy is he was trying
to put this life behind him.

♪ Spin around,
say, hard times... ♪

Shouldn't end like this.

No.

It really shouldn't.

♪ But it's still all right

♪ Late at night

♪ Do you lay around wondering?

♪ Counting all the lines

♪ It ain't so funny now...

I can smell a 21-year-old Hibiki

from a mile away.

You caught me.

-Don't tell Hetty?
-Something tells me

she'd have poured it
for you herself.

I just hope I made her proud.

What you did today,

Hetty couldn't have done
any better.

You can tell her I said that.

I suppose
I'd have to find her first.

Tale as old as time.

Well, if I ever do
track her down,

I'd love to hear her thoughts
on all that's transpired

-over the past few days.
-Few days?

I think I would start

with the expungement
of Anna's criminal record.

Uh, something about that
never made any sense.

Unless, of course,
someone had her

freed in order
to use her as bait.

You think Hetty had
something to do with it?

I think neither of us
is equipped

to answer that question tonight.

Hmm.

Well, on that note,
I think I need another drink.

-Want one?
-I do.

But I have to go home

and wash off
whatever essential oils

you all pump into this place.

You did good today.

Now go home, get some sleep.

And make sure
your team does the same.

Good night, sir.

♪ I ain't all right

♪ You keep spinning out ahead

♪ It was cold outside
when I hit the ground ♪

♪ Say, I could sleep here,
forget all the fear ♪

♪ It will take time to grow

♪ But it's still all right.