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♪

How is it out there?

I mean, it's no Haleiwa,
but it's better

than sitting in traffic
on the 405.

What up?

They with you?

What is this?

It's a gift from Mr. Kirkin.

From Kirkin?

Who are you?

I'm Igor.
I worked for Anatoli.

Of course Kirkin had an Igor.

So, what-what is this?
Is this a...?

Is this a shoe bag? This is
a man purse? Is this a "murse"?

What is this?

It's a hood?

Why are you giving me a hood?

Wait. Are you kidnapping me?

Seriously? You're kidnapping me
on a public beach?

Does anybody care

if we kidnap him?!

Well, that was...
that was disappointing at best.

Okay, well, what stops me
from just paddling out, or...?

You brought TEC-9s to the beach?

Oh, son of a bitch.

♪

What is that?

No idea.

Well, what would
you call it?

A miscellaneous paperweight.

You can't call everything
a miscellaneous paperweight.

Okay, we're trying to catalogue
each and every item, not just

dump it into a box
of assorted crap.

Okay, well, first of all,
I didn't call it "crap."

Second, I...

Call it whatever you want.

What did I do?

NELL:
Agent Rountree?

Oh, hey, Nell. Do you know
what this is, by chance?

Yeah, it's a holdback fitting.

It's machined to break at a
specific force to release planes

from a catapult launch
on an aircraft carrier.

But I think Hetty just used it
as a paperweight.

-Ah. Huh.
-Now what,

may I ask, are you doing with it
and everything else back there?

Admiral Kilbride told us

to catalogue all
of Hetty's stuff and pack it up.

What? No.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Absolutely not.
You can just stop right now.

Well, can't we just glue a bunch
of acoustical tile to it

and then cover that
with wood paneling?

All right, just stop telling me
why it can't be done and do it.

Agent Jones,
just the person I wanted to see.

Care to tell me what's going on
downstairs in Hetty's office?

Yeah, I decided

to close the antique store
on the first floor.

Otherwise, people would still
regard that as a shrine,

and you wouldn't
have an office.

I don't want an office,
and I don't need an office.

Congratulations.

Your promotion to operations
manager is official.

All I need you to do is
sign that paperwork

and pass another polygraph.

Have you spoken to Hetty
about this?

I'm sure if she
wanted me to take this,

she would have called
to tell me.

Would she?

Or would she just continue
to let you believe that

until you had been doing
the job long enough

to believe in yourself?

Okay, I'm not comfortable
with this.

Comfortable?

We are not running a spa here,
Ms. Jones.

This is the Office
of Special Projects,

and special projects need
someone who is 100% committed.

I am committed to the team
and the cases, sir,

but I'm sorry.

I can't take Hetty's position.

No, I'm sorry,

because if you won't
take on this job,

I'm gonna have
to find somebody who will.

I'm afraid it's either sign

or resign, Ms. Jones.

We got anything interesting?

No, not really.

Nothing new from any
of our open cases?

Well, if anything came in,
I would have alerted you.

It's usually how it works.

Oh, that's how it works?

Sorry. Um, there isn't anything
of any urgency,

unless you want
to count a dead dolphin

-with a Russian microchip.
-How's that?

A dead dolphin washed up
on the beach,

and they found it had some sort
of implanted microchip.

You know, kind of like
what people do with their pets.

Only this one identified it

as being some sort
of Russian marine mammal.

That didn't seem worthy
of an investigation?

No one asked us to,

so I guess they figured
it just escaped and swam here.

That's a long swim.
Who has the dolphin now?

Uh, the Ocean Research Institute
is doing a necropsy.

Good. Me and G will go
check it out.

Let me know
if anything else comes in,

even if it doesn't seem
that interesting.

Hi. I need to vent.

Vent away.

Um, it's Kilbride.

What, is he complaining
about the coffee again?

He's packing up
Hetty's office,

and told me I either have to
take over her job, or get lost.

He didn't actually use
the words "get lost," did he?

Well, no, but he might
as well have.

I don't want Hetty's office.

Why not?

Because it's Hetty's.

And I'm still not even sure
if I want her job.

I hate to break it to you,
but you already have it.

You've been the acting
operations manager

for six months now.

Once you pass the half-year
mark, it's kind of your job.

None of this would be happening
if Hetty were here.

But she's not.

And even if she was,
the admiral outranks her, so...

I know, I know. I just wish
he would slow down.

Everything's been working
so well.

I'm happy to try
and speak with him.

No. No, no. I-I'm sorry.

I didn't mean for this to seem
like I was running to you

like a big brother
to save me from some bully.

-I can do that, too.
-I know.

It's fine. This is my fight,
and I can handle Kilbride.

I just need you
to promise me an alibi,

should the admiral take

an unexplained fall
down the stairs.

Okay, now you're scaring me.

Good. You should be scared.

You all should,
because I am the Nelverine.

Old Nelverine.

Two Bongo Breakfast Burritos,

but make one with pinto instead
of black beans and no onions.

One CBD Chai and...

Anything else?

Yeah, uh, will you call 911
and let them know

that Investigator Martin
Atticus Deeks is being abducted?

-He's kidding.
-I'm not kidding.

MAN:
So I have two Bongo Burritos...

Come on, man. Be
cool. We had a deal.

No. No, we didn't have a deal,
all right? I'm hooded,

and I'm handcuffed against
my will. That's not a deal.

You'll feel better
once you eat.

Oh, my God, you got
to be kidding me. Kirkin!

How is it?

Surprisingly mediocre.

I told you not to get it
with pinto beans.

And again, dude, I'm
sorry about the hood,

but after what
happened to Anatoli,

we can't be too careful.

Yeah. Wh-Why am I here?

We would have done it sooner,
but Igor refused

to go with Anatoli's wishes.

What are you talking about?
I thought your name was "Igor."

The other Igor.

Kirkin has two Igors?

That's just plain greedy.

Yes, but he chose you
to take over his operation.

His op...? You mean,
like, his-his fashion thing?

Yes, and the gambling operation,

smuggling, cars,
money laundering, everything.

But Igor thought
he should be the one,

and he convinced some
of the guys to go with him.

I'm a federal
law enforcement officer.

That's why he trusted you.

You do realize
that makes no sense whatsoever.

-It did to Kirkin.
-Uh-huh, okay.

Listen, here's
what I need.

As much as I would love
to help you out

and-and fulfill Kirkin's wishes,
I-I can't...

I can't help you.

So why don't you take me
back to my truck, right,

and then we can act like this
conversation never happened.

Igor hijacked a shipment
of weapons

that Kirkin was sneaking
into the country from Russia.

Weapons to...?
What kind of weapons?

He didn't say,
but I know he paid

a lot of money for them
and considered them

highly valuable, and now
we have to get them back.

Damn it.

You sure you want
to be doing that?

No one informed me

that Henrietta had opened
a damn museum.

Do you know something
about Hetty we don't?

I know a lot of things
about Hetty that you don't.

Most days I wish I didn't.

Is that why
you gave Nell an ultimatum--

because you know for a fact
that Hetty's not coming back?

If I were you, Agent Callen,
I would be worried less

about Hetty and more concerned
about my own future.

That DOJ agent's
investigation

brought your vast Russian social
network to everyone's attention,

and no matter how it plays out,
the optics aren't good.

Yeah, well,
that's the thing about Hetty.

She never worries about optics.

Or discipline,
or accountability,

or following orders.

And yet she gets the job done.

She brainwashed you good.

Do you disagree?

Well, let's be honest,
Agent Callen.

You are not the most unbiased
in the bunch.

Everyone else here
just works for her.

But you...

She created you.

What is that supposed to mean?

You know damn well
what it means.

Hetty helped me
when I was younger.

She didn't groom me
for anything.

Am I interrupting
something?

What's up?

SAM:
Dead dolphin washed up
on shore, and it was

embedded with a
Russian microchip.

The Ocean
Research Institute

is doing a necropsy.

I figured we could go
check it out.

Take Rountree.

I'll let you know
what they find.

Was there something you wanted
to say, Agent Callen?

Maybe later.

SAM:
Russian Navy.

This dolphin was part

of the marine mammal program.

Trained dolphins to look
for underwater mines and stuff?

Oh, yeah. Dolphins, sea lions.

You know, the Russians
even use beluga whales.

Did it have any kind of harness?

No.

Anything man-made
besides the microchip?

Just the bullet.

What caliber?

TUALA:
I can teach you
about cetacean disease,

but I know nothing
about ballistics.

Well, how much
did the slug weigh?

8.5 grams.

Could be a nine-millimeter.

So, someone executed
a Russian Navy dolphin.

Who are we looking for,
James Bond or Dr. Evil?

NELL:
Can I help you?

Where do we keep old files
that haven't been digitized yet?

Storage room.
Is there something specific

you might be looking for or...?

Not sure yet. Thanks.

Okay.

Hey.

Am I wrong,

or is it kind of
passive-aggressive

to pack Hetty's
stuff up like this?

Um... Just Deeks hasn't, uh,
hasn't responded yet,

so I'm just a little worried,
but I heard you.

And, look, um,
nobody likes to be pressured

into making a decision, right?

And the admiral
can be a little, uh...

Gruff? Grumpy? Crusty?

"D," all of the above?

KILBRIDE:
Crusty?

Little harsh,
don't you think, Ms. Jones?

Um... I think

that what Ms. Jones
was trying to say is... Pretty sure

I understand what she was trying
to say, Agent Blye,

even with these crusty ears.

Oh! It's Deeks.

I'll try to contain
my excitement.

Clock's ticking, Jones.

Hey. Where are you?

I was beach-jacked
by my own gang.

KENSI :
I'm sorry, what?

Well, turns out that Kirkin
was still in the crime business

and left me
in charge of his gang.

Just happy
nobody stole my surfboard.

So, according to this guy
named, uh, Igor,

Kirkin left me in charge
of his whole criminal operation.

Like, in his will?

Oh, hey, Nellosaurus.

Yeah, basically. In his will.

I'm so confused.

What's up, Fatima?

Uh, hey. It might be nothing,

but a Coast Guard communiqué
just got flagged.

Um, they picked up
a man adrift off the coast,

and they've identified him

as a Russian sailor.

Was it a Navy
or a commercial vessel?

I'm not sure,
but I can find out.

If he's medically sound, request
he be sent to the boatshed.

Will do.

There's no way
that's a coincidence, right?

A dead Russian Navy dolphin
washes up on shore

followed by a Russian sailor
found at sea?

That's not a coincidence.

That's the beginning
of a spy novel.

Yeah. And that's pretty cool.

If you...
If you like spy novels.

I'm not into spy novels.

♪

Hey, Kens.

I'll be right there.

So, what?

Kirkin's number two
hijacked a weapons shipment?

Well, actually, it was
Kirkin's weapons shipment,

and this guy Igor
isn't Kirkin's number two

'cause Kirkin left me in charge,

so technically,
he's my number two.

Uh, do we have any idea
what these weapons are?

No, but I know
the general vicinity

-of where Igor took me.
-Igor Two?

The guy that picked me up at the
beach, his name was Igor, too.

Wait, so Igor Two snatched you
from the bea...?

I'm sorry, I'm really confused.

No, I made that more difficult.
Igor, also.

Not Igor Two as in "two,"
as in the number two, T-W-O,

but Igor, too, as in T-O-O.

Igor One snatched me
at the beach.

Igor Two stole the weapons

from Igor One,
and now Igor One

wants me to steal
the weapons back from Igor Two

and then kill Igor Two.

Nobody
is over this Russian thing

more than I am.
No offense to you, Grisha.

No offense, Martin.

We need to figure out
what these weapons are

that Kirkin was trying
to smuggle into the country.

So I should... I should probably
put some pants on, then?

-Is that what you're saying?
-ROUNTREE:
This guy swears

-he's a civilian sailor.
-Hmm.

Took a freelance gig
on a fishing boat,

got drunk, fell off.

Well, I ran the name
of the fishing boat he gave you.

It's pretty common.

There's at least five registered
just on the West Coast.

Well, you got him
to repeat his story.

-You tried to trip him up.
-Yeah.

I mean, round and round,
every detail the same.

Did you guys know

that Beam makes apple flavor?

Apple-flavored bourbon.
I mean, really?

Wow.
He gets into Soho House once,

and now he's a liquor snob.

Keep digging, Fatima.

What's up with her today?

No idea.
I caught the same attitude

from her this morning.

Yeah, well, I've been
catching it all day, man.

-I almost snapped.
-But you didn't.

You kept the case first.

Hmm?

Everything cool?

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah.

Hey, Eric.

Yeah, I actually really need
to talk to you.

No way, really?

Oh. Wow. Like, now, now?

♪ I just let that money talk

♪ Take it to the head ♪
Take it to the head...♪

What?

Hi.

ERIC:
What do you think?
Little over-the-top?

I mean, you have a Batmobile.

♪ Talk, talk, talk ♪
Talk, talk, talk...♪

-Please tell me
this is a rental.
-What? No.

I flew down and picked her up
at the port this morning.

I am driving

this 700-horsepower marvel
back up the coast.

Okay.

Did you, um...

Did you say you wanted
to talk to me?

Do you think Hetty's
ever coming back?

I want to say "of course,"
but...

-Yeah.
-I really don't think so.

Do you want her job?

I haven't decided yet.

Well, it's not like

you have to decide right now,
right? In fact... No, I kind of do.

-What?
-Kilbride.

He actually wants me
to decide today.

Like an ultimatum?

Not like one.

Anyway, I know
you don't like road trips,

and Lambo definitely offers
white-glove delivery,

so why are you really here?

I got funding

to open

-the International Headquarters
in Tokyo.
-Wow.

That explains the car.

That's not the "wow."
What's the "wow"?

I pitched you to the board.

-You pitched me?
-And they agreed.

Hold on. Agreed to what?

They agreed with me

that you and I

should run
the Tokyo office together.

Tokyo.

Nell, who knows cybersecurity
and Kaleidoscope 2.0

and can manage a team
better than you?

I would assume a few people.

Eric, why would they want me
for this job?

More like we.

They want us.

They know my history
with NCIS,

and they understand
that you and I have...

that we're like...

We're the wonder twins.

Yeah.

I just have one more question.

I have answered
so many questions today.

Most of them I have answered
twice, three times.

Did you see or hear any gunshots
when you were at sea?

No, why would... All right.

Yeah.

I'd like to have
a few minutes alone

with someone
who shoots dolphins, too.

This...

not just any dolphin.

It was
a Russian military dolphin.

You are Russian military?

I was, but I resigned.

They were terminating
my program.

His name was...

Leonid.

He was
the most intelligent dolphin

I have ever trained.

Can you help us find the
people that did this?

Wh-What about the others?

Wh-What others?

When they terminated
the program,

they ordered
the dolphins destroyed.

I couldn't let that happen,
so I tried to find them a home.

I rescued

as many as I could,
and I brought them here.

-How many were there?
-Six.

Deeks identified this Igor

as the one who grabbed him
this morning.

And then this Igor's the one

that broke away from the group
and doesn't want

Deeks to take over, right?

Mm, understandably so.

Ouch. Is there something
you want to talk about?

No. No, I'm... I'm good.

You sure? I mean, this job
can take a toll on all of us.

I know that for me, when
I first started, it was so...
I'm not like you.

My life is not defined
by this job or this building.

Not everything
that I think about is...

is this.

Copy that.

Look, Kens, I...Just find the location
of those two Igors

and send it to my
phone. Thank you.

Damn it.

It's a Lamborghini Aventador.

What do you think?

What do I think?

What do I think? You
know what I think?

I think it's
freaking awesome!

:
Are you kidding me right now?

This is like something
Superman would drive.

Oh, actually, more Batman.

Stop talking. Don't
ruin this for me.

This is like Superman
just, like...

-You know what I mean?ERIC:
-Well...

DEEKS:
-Mm-hmm. And the rims.
-ERIC: Uh...

Please tell me
this is not your car, Eric.

Um, actually, it is, sir.

What do you think?

Unlike you, Beale,

I choose to support
hardworking Americans.

And the more cars like this
that Americans drive,

the more pain

ripples through the hearts
and the bank accounts

of the working man.

But you go ahead
and enjoy driving this... thing

right past
those out-of-work Americans.

Uh...

Go for Deeks. Yeah.

Yeah.

Yep.

Okay.

Dasvidaniya.

So, you are not
gonna like this.

A truer statement
you have never spoken.

So, that was my Igor.
And he has found my rival Igor,

the location, and now my Igor
is gonna kill said rival Igor

and all of his... men.

This whole damn office

is like a Moscow train
station at rush hour.

Is there not one of you
without ties to a Russian?

Put your hand down, Beale.

You don't even work here.

♪

Listen, Beale, nobody wants
to catch the Igors more than me,

but how is me sitting here
blindfolded

in front of a giant screen
gonna accomplish that?

One of the betas that I'm
running for Kaleidoscope 2.0

allows it to receive
inputs from human senses.

Please don't tell me that's geek
for "I just hooked your brain up

to a giant computer in Ops."
What? No.

Senses-- smell, taste,
touch-- are inputted,

and that helps Kaleidoscope
narrow down the search areas.

Now... Okay.

Let's do it.

-You got the hood on.
-I got it.

-You're in the Jeep.
-Check.

-Igor's driving.
-Check.

You pull
-into the drive-through.
-Check.

-What do you smell?
-Burritos.

Great. Okay. Burritos.

And what else?

Burritos, Beale.
That's what I smell.

-I smell burritos.
-Okay.

Deeks.

Do you want me to hook
your brain up to the big screen?

-'Cause I will.
-You have changed

since you
got rich.

Oh, you have
no idea.

-What do you smell?
-Well, there's
the aforementioned burritos.

But what is that?

-What?
-No, no, no, no.

-What? What is it?
-Some sort of chicken,

maybe of the fried variety.
-Fried chicken. That's right.
-Chicken. Yes.

It was fried chicken 'cause I
wondered if it was a requirement

that I order the burrito,
'cause I'd rather have...
That's great. Okay.

Cool. Fried chicken,
fried chicken. What else?

-Gas.
-Well, burritos.

Not gas like that,
you cretin.

Actual gas. Fossil fuels.
Petroleum. Like a gas station.

Oh. Right, okay.
Cool. Got it.

All right.

Let's see.

What's happening?

All right.
From the drive time

you gave me
from the beach, I got

seven possible locations.

Seven?

What in the hell
is going on in here?

Kaleidoscope 2.0 now takes in

human... I don't want to know.

Who hurt that man?

Plumeria!
What?

:
That's what I smell.

-Yeah?
-Plumeria.

-From Hawaii. Like
the Hawaiian plant. Plumeria.
-Yes. Okay.

No, wait.
This way. Okay.

Uh-huh.

What do you got?

I got you, in the Jeep,

on the traffic cam.

Whoa! That's me!

You can track that?

Do hedge fund dudes
wear Moncler?

ROUNTREE: So... Anything we can use
to find these guys?

SAM:
Not yet.

ROUNTREE: How'd you come up
with that plan?

What's up?

TARAS: Leonid.
The other dolphin. When they...

What's up with you?

Nothing.

Seriously,
what's up with you?

What's up with you?

Okay, see, that is a classic
"something's up with you,"

and you know it.

Get out of here.

Aiden takes his
flight test today.

And there it is.

This flight determines
if he continues on the path

to fighter jet pilot

or if he tracks
for transport or refueling.

Well, I'm not an aviator,

but that sounds
like a pretty big test.

This is the test.

Where is it?

No idea.

Well, that's not the kind of kid

that would take a test like that
lightly or show up unprepared.

Washout
rate is sky-high.

Oh, I see what you did there.

"Sky-high."

This is freakin' crazy.

What's up?

Uh, weren't you watching?

You had me on mute?

Did he say something?

It was Kirkin.

Kirkin paid for
the dolphins.

They were the weapons
they hijacked.

Hey, guys,
so it looks like we located

the Igor
that abducted Deeks.

After they dropped him off
back at the truck,

Igor drove to the aquarium
in Palos Verdes.

Any sign of the other
Russian dolphins?

Uh, not that we can see.

But it looks like this Igor
and his men are still there.

ROUNTREE:
Probably looking for supplies.

Not like you can go to Petco
for dolphins.

Any civilianson-site?

Uh, fortunately, the aquarium
is closed for renovations.

So, Kensi and Deeks
just left Ops.

Fatima will pick up Rountree

in the roach coach
to provide overwatch.

And I've sent Castor
to babysit Taras.

Copy that.
On our way.

Russian military dolphins?

-It's crazy.
-Oh. Crazy year.

We put a whole global pandemic
behind us.

Hetty is just... gone.

Nell may take her job.

Eric's a billionaire.

Deeks got his NCIS shield.

Kensi's got a... psycho
writing her love letters.

G, Eric's

a billionaire.

Oh, my goodness.

Aiden?

No, it's a...

friend from the Teams.

He's a naval aviator now.

He just gave me some information
he probably shouldn't have.

He tell you when the test is?

Gave me the flight plan.

They're
coming south

out of Naval Air Station
Point Mugu.

They'll probably hit
off the coast of San Pedro

around 5:00 p.m.

That gives us about two hours
to round up a couple Igors.

Let's round 'em up.

Let's do it.

You miss it?

-Every day.
-Mm.

The team, the cases,

the good work we did.

But?

But...

...I am really happy now,

doing what I'm doing.

I don't know if your timing
is perfect or terrible.

I never want to abandon
the team. But...

being responsible for the lives
of the people you care about,

it is not fun.

Hey, I didn't mean
to... pressure you

by driving down
here, barging in.

I know.

I just got really excited to
work together again, you know?

I got the green
light to bring on

my ununoctium.

Thank you.

And I don't want you to think
that I'm ungrateful

for the offer.

Strictly from
a business standpoint.

-Strictly business.
-Okay.

It's just...

I was so young
when I took this job.

I didn't know anyone in L.A.

And then I met... the team.

And you.

I get it.

So, this place,
these people, they've...

been part
of my life now,

my entire adult life.

We're in overwatch position.

Uh, copy that.

Kensi, Deeks, Callen, Sam,
you are ready to move in.

I got eyes on the two Igors
and four of his men.

We're in position.

ROUNTREE:
Perimeter's clear.

All the bad guys
are right in front of you.

Copy that.

Moving in in three,

two...

Federal agents!

-Nope!
-Hands in the air!

SAM:
Federal agents!

Don't do it!
Don't do it!

Easy.

Put it down! Put it down.

Raise your hands
like they said.

SAM:
Put it down.

No!

It's all good!

We've come
to an understanding.

We're going to work together.

Two Igors fighting
for a common goal,

instead of fighting
against each other.

-Yeah, that's just what we need.
-Oh, sounds great.

Hands up.

We will all be united
as one, Marty.

No, I'm good over here,
un-united. Thank you though.

You guys are all
under arrest.

What is our crime?

We know about
the dolphins.

It's all good.

They set them free.

We broke them from their
military aquatic shackles.

It was beautiful.

Henry cried.

And the one
you shot in the skull?

No. No dolphin was shot.

That is not something
that we would do.

We released
all of them.

That's what Kirkin
wanted all along.

Yeah, it is
what Kirkin wanted.

So who murdered
the dolphin?

None of our men
would do that.

Henry.

Henry?

I was shooting at trainer guy.

It was dark.

The dolphin?

You shot a dolphin?

And it was foggy.

The two boats
were bopping and bopping.

It's "bobbing," you
stupid son of a bitch.

Who kills a dolphin?

Oh, hell yes.

You kill a dolphin,

you die with the sharks.

No. No!

That's the thing about sharks,
Henry.

You won't feel a thing.

HENRY:
Get me out of here!

I need help! Please!

Well, that could have
gone a lot worse.

Is that your version
of "a job well done," sir?

Let's not get
too self-congratulatory.

There is still the matter

of several missing
Russian Navy dolphins.

Not to mention

Deeks was bequeathed
an organized crime syndicate.

-Two things that could only
happen in this office.
-Mm.

Well, it is
a special place, sir.

If you say so.

Time's up, Jones.
Where's my paperwork?

If this is your idea
of a negotiating ploy,

you have misplayed your hand.

I don't negotiate
with terrorists

or operations managers.

I don't want Hetty's job, sir.

What do you want?

Today was rough for me.

Look, you don't owe me
any explanations, okay?

I want you to understand
why every year on this day,

I am not going to be fun
to be around.

Okay.

So... you watched
my CW show, right?

Every episode.

So, you remember the, um,
the star of the show, Leilani?

Yeah, the girl that died.

She was my best friend.

And not in the...

IG blowing-kisses kind of way.

She was...

my girl, you know?

She had my back
no matter what.

That's awesome.

And, one night, we're, um...

we're at this party in Benedict
Canyon, way up in the hills.

And I told her

that she shouldn't drive.

But she just gave me that smile,

and she said,

"You don't buy Mercs
not to drive them, girl."

I could have taken her keys,

locked her in a room.

Listen, you can't
beat yourself up for that.

I could have
done a million things

besides get
in that car with her.

It was foggy,
and the road was slick.

We didn't even hit anything.

It was so quiet.

We just...

flew off the road,

into the canyon.

After that,

I never acted again.

I changed everything
about my life.

You know, I... I learned
about my heritage, my religion.

I got rid of everything
that didn't matter,

that wasn't important.

I just wanted you to know.

Hey, thank you.

Your carriage awaits, my lady.

Oh, what are the
chances of me

driving that old carriage?

Have you ever driven a
high-end sports car before?

Have you... before today?

I'll have you know I have a lot
of simulated gaming experience.

Fair enough.

I have one condition
for this trip.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

-The moustache.
-The mous... the moustache?

It's got to go.

Go? Well, what are you...?

That car's not big enough
for the three of us.

You have...?
You brought it with you.

-You ready?
-Lay it on me.

Ooh.

Uh...

I-I just... Please don't.

You'll only make it
more disturbing.

Whoops.

Here. You can finish it.

Don't look at me.

Whoops.

Tokyo.

Yeah. You think you
and Deeks might come visit?

Are you kidding? Of course.

Good. We don't leave
for a couple weeks,

so hopefully, we can all get
together before then anyway.

Wouldn't let you leave
otherwise.

Hey, you be careful
when I'm gone.

-Always.
-Okay.

Oh, God, please don't let him
drive that thing too fast.

-Don't worry. I won't.
-Okay.

Okay.

Are you sure about this?

Nope, but it kind of feels like

-one of those
now-or-never things.
-Yeah.

And... I'll be all alone...

in Tokyo... with Eric, so...

I give it six weeks max.

I'll have them
save your parking spot.

Thanks.

I think I'm gonna go take
one last look at this place.

-DEEKS:
-You should have seen
that dude's face

when I knocked him
into the tank.

Imaginary sharks biting
at his toes. Sheer terror.

He's just lucky
I didn't shoot him

while he was in there
bopping around.

: He's like,
"Bopping and bopping."

Wow.
What?

Just been a long time
since I've heard you laugh.

Well...
And it's a beautiful sound.

It's been a tough year.

You know,

if we go home now,
we're just gonna hit traffic.

-Mm-hmm.
-I still got my board
in my truck.

-Mm-hmm.
-A little beach, a little surf.

Some tacos,
some cold beer.

Oh, boom. Like that.
Sunset, beach, picnic.

Oh, my gosh, I love that
you're a little mermaid.

-HETTY:
-Bugger.

Hetty?

-Is that really you?
-Ah.

Where have you been?

Oh, a story for another day,
my dear.

I'm afraid I can't stay long.

I'm up to my ass
in alligators on this one.

Mm.

But I had to come

so that I could
wish you luck.

:
Hetty, I'm sorry.

I know you really wanted me to
step into your position, and...

Oh, no. No, no.

I only wanted you to realize

that you have what it takes
to do the job.

Whether you chose to
or not is irrelevant.

You Yoda'd me.

-Maybe.
-Mm.

-Just a skosh.
-Mm.

Mm.

Oh, no.

Hetty.

I couldn't.

Yes, you could.

You could, and you
will, and you did.

Just don't aim it

at anyone you actually like.

I can't tell
if you're joking or not.

Thank you.

Oh.

Oh.

Eric's waiting for me.

Oh, yes. Go, go.

Let the adventure begin.

Thank you.

I have heard stories
of lost pets

traveling thousands of miles
to find their way home.

Save it, Hollis.

You and I need to have a chat.

Lucky, lucky me.

Aiden should be here
in a minute.

What's so funny?

Don't make me
ask you again, G.

All right, but just don't
let this go to your head.

You're a great dad.

You live a crazy life,
but whenever Aiden

or Kam need something,
you're just...

there, like magic.

Thank you.

That wasn't easy
for me to say,

so let's not make a
thing out of it, okay?

It was just
-an observation.
-I'm not gonna say anything.

It's killing you not to
say something, isn't it?

Little bit, little bit.

All right,
let her rip.

You'd be a great dad, too.

♪

♪ I was born on electric fever

♪ On the streets of Rockaway

♪ Ay, ay

♪ I was born on electric fever

♪ Revolution just a right away

♪ Ooh, yeah

♪ You want to change?

♪ I got something,
I got something for you ♪

♪ You want to change?

♪ I got something,
I got something for you ♪

♪ You want to change?

♪ I got something,
I got something for you ♪

♪ You want to change?

♪ I got something,
I got something there for you ♪

♪ You want to change?

♪ You want to change? Yeah

♪ You want to change?
I got something ♪

♪ I got something for you

♪ You want to change?
I got something ♪

♪ I got something for you

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♪ I got something

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♪ I got something for you.

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