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(blender stops)

Oh, what the devil.

(sighs)

(kids shouting, laughing)

(garbage cans clatter)

Oh, those... damn kids.

Ah, it's the last time I'm gonna be dealing with this.

(shouts)

Ow! (coughs)

(wheezing) Go, you guys, go!

Get a move on!

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Hey. Hi.

Oh, what you working on?

I'm making a list of fun stuff to do with Rosa

since Deeks is not available to critique my ideas.

Mmm. Where is he?

Oh, he took a personal day.

He's gonna look at places with his mom.

She wants to move closer to us

to help out with Rosa and stuff.

Ooh, is that a good idea, have the mother-in-law so close?

I mean, as of now, I think it's a great idea.

But only time will tell.

(chuckles) Yeah. Okay, so tell me, what is on this list?

Okay, so, uh, first of all,

there is a production at the Geffen

that I think she'll like. Mm-hmm.

Uh, then, of course, I'm gonna take her to the Getty,

the Broad, LACMA, of course,

and MOLAA, which, by the way,

is the only museum

in the entire country dedicated to Latin American art.

Can you believe that? The only one.

Wow.

A play and four museums?

Why, did I forget one?

Oh, the Huntington. Thank you.

No, it's just, you know, I thought you said "fun stuff."

Wha... Okay.

Um, what do you suggest?

I don't know, you know,

you could take her shopping at the Grove,

or, like,

a live audience taping of her favorite show,

uh, an escape room, or-or you can take her

on a, like, celebrity house tour, maybe?

(laughs) I'm sorry, you think being a celebrity stalker

is more fun than art and theater?

You know what you're doing, right?

No.

You're ushering Deeks into the role of "fun parent."

Please, you're overthinking it.

Am I?

In the words of Highlander, "There can be only one."

And according to that list, it's ain't you.

You know what,

maybe I don't want to be the fun parent.

Wait a minute.

You think it can't be you.

You think because Deeks is

some laid-back surfer dude

that he's automatically gonna get the role of fun parent?

I'm fine.

It's all fine. No, no, no.

It can be you, Kensi.

You just got to want it.

And come up with a better list.

Okay? Love you, girl.

You got this.

(whispering): Do I?

(sighs)

(groans)

CALLEN: Hey, everything okay?

Thanks, Captain.

I'm just glad the damage was low.

Yeah, I spoke to him.

The neighbor's going to check on him now.

Thank you.

What's that all about?

Fire department.

My dad's on his own this morning,

forgot his steak and eggs on the stove.

Is he all right?

He's fine, he's just a little embarrassed.

Boy, you really do need help.

I gotta figure this thing out, G.

So, what is that now, three caretakers

and one adult daycare jailbreak?

But who's counting?

How do you go from commanding a battalion

to suddenly needing a caretaker?

Kicking and screaming, that's how.

Speaking of kicking and screaming,

did you get in touch with the suit guy yet?

Trust me, I don't need your guy.

Trust me, you do. I'm not gonna be

standing up there next to a sad-looking groom.

Oh, that's cute.

You think you're gonna be in the wedding party.

I'm not playing, G. This guy's backed up.

Gonna need to give him some lead time,

so I can give him some direction.

What are you thinking? Uh-huh. I'm thinking

I'm just gonna grab something that's hanging in wardrobe.

We got a lot of good suits over there.

You're joking.

You're not joking. Why don't you just get married

in the bullpen while you're at it?

What? There's a lot of nice suits over there.

Yeah, with gun powder and blood

and whatever else blended into the fabric.

I will have it dry cleaned beforehand.

Twice. I promise you.

Hetty'll kill you if you do that.

Yeah, well, she'd have to come out of hiding first.

Look, I gave you the guy's information,

why don't you just let him sort you out?

At what price? Don't worry about it,

it'll be my wedding gift. I'll take up a collection.

Oh. Yeah.

I'm just not sure if the guy will even take you

because he's used to a certain type of clientele.

Oh, yeah? Yeah.

What kind of clientele is that, exactly?

The kind that doesn't walk down the aisle

with a suit full of bullet holes.

(cell phones buzz)

Caught a case.

After you.

FATIMA: Early this morning, Rear Admiral Ted Gordon

was abducted from his home.

A neighbor heard a struggle and saw two masked suspects

dragging him into a van.

They caught some of it on their security camera,

but I couldn't pull the plates.

Kidnappers typically want a ransom.

Did they make any demands of the admiral's family?

Well, he has none. Never married, no kids.

Couldn't find any extended relatives, either.

He was recently on terminal leave

in advance of his pending retirement.

Is he working on anything

that could have made him a target?

So, Admiral Gordon works with Nautical Robotics Inc.,

a civilian tech contractor in Pasadena

that develops unmanned maritime technologies.

So, underwater robots.

You know it. And, according to the Navy,

they're currently working on a new fleet

of ocean gliders. (sighs)

The Navy already deploys these for critical missions.

They can do scientific research, catch drug smugglers,

deploy weapons.

CALLEN: Well, both the Russian and

Chinese governments have already seized these in the past,

claiming them to be spy boats.

They're not wrong.

I mean, it could be what's happening here,

except instead of seizing the glider,

they're seizing its engineer.

Well, why steal a glider when you can just

kidnap somebody and have them make one for you?

We need to talk to someone at Nautical Robotics,

find out what could be compromised.

Castor's picking up their head developer

Jessie Fiore, he's bringing him to the boatshed.

Okay, I'll, uh, take Rountree and meet him there.

Sam and I will head to the crime scene.

All right. Go team.

Hey, guys, this is Jessie Fiore, Nautical Robotics.

Thank you, Castor. No problem.

Uh, hi, Jessie, I am Special Agent Kensi Blye,

this is Special Agent Rountree. Have a seat.

Hi. I'm still not exactly sure why I'm here.

Something about the ocean glider?

Uh, no, actually, we wanted to talk to you

about Admiral Ted Gordon.

How closely do you work with him?

Very. He's the Navy arm of our project.

Is he okay?

He was kidnapped this morning.

Oh, my God.

You think it's related to our work?

It's a possibility.

Do you know if he was ever threatened

for access to the technology?

I don't think so.

But if he was, it wouldn't have worried him.

(chuckles)

Ted's not scared of anything.

He's just like my dad.

Hmm.

I used to invite him to our family barbecues.

"Used to?" Yeah.

I guess you could say we had an issue.

What type of issue?

It was nothing. I'm over it.

Hmm. We'd still like to hear about it.

Yeah.

There's an entire team working night and day, right?

But Ted goes on Marcus Moore and completely...

I'm so sorry. Uh, Marcus Moore?

He's a popular social media tech influencer.

More than just popular.

He's got 12 million subscribers. Wow.

He did an entire interview, and not a word about us.

Ted's cool,

but he's full of himself.

A tiny shout-out could've

catapulted my career.

I mean, I do the heavy lifting.

Literally. When we run tests,

I'm out there deploying the glider.

He can't do it solo.

It's not a one-man band.

So, I'm sorry, did the admiral discuss sensitive information

about the glider on Marcus Moore's show?

But I assumed he got approval.

So, ocean gliders,

they don't have propellers or an internal engine?

No, the gliders aren't like a torpedo,

although they look like one.

No, there's a pump

which displaces the buoyancy over time,

and allows the glider to move up

and to move down through the ocean.

Similar to how air gliders works.

Except that it moves up as easily as it goes down.

Sounds like ocean gliders are the "wave" of the future.

Hmm. And the one you're developing

is environmentally friendly, correct?

Mm-hmm. Yes, it's completely silent,

so it doesn't disrupt water currents,

it doesn't disrupt the wildlife.

And most ocean gliders

are only workable in deep oceans,

but this one, mine...

mine works in shallow seas,

it works in coastal areas... so that it's wonderful

for biology or climate research.

And compared to other autonomous underwater vehicles,

yours is more economical.

Oh, by far.

Well, the interview was authorized.

And he's not sharing anything classified.

And the ocean glider can be fit with a variety of sensors,

including compact magnetometers,

which are able to detect certain anomalies in the ocean,

like shipwrecks or underwater munitions.

Still, it is possible that this interview

put the admiral on someone's radar.

China.

Well, that's one possibility.

No, the day after this interview,

Marcus Moore flew to China.

An American cybersecurity firm

claims to have proof that he met with

a group of Chinese state-sponsored hackers.

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(indistinct radio chatter)

Listen, they have robots for everything.

Ocean patrol, food delivery.

I hear they even have robot babysitters for kids.

Won't be long before Robocop's a real thing.

I wouldn't mind partnering up with Robocop.

Well, you've got the same sense of humor.

Heh, Robocop watching my dad, now that might be a thing.

Okay.

Well, welcome to the National Maritime Museum.

(Sam chuckles)

Wow, talk about a proud sailor.

This guy has got antique compasses, telescopes.

This stuff has got to be valuable.

Oh, come on. (scoffs) This can't be real.

What do you got?

Ancient cannonballs. This thing is heavy.

Huh. Hmm.

Oof. Looks like they were digging around,

looking for something in these bookshelves.

What do you think, maybe a key to a safe,

a gun?

Or paperwork.

Maybe they thought they'd find the schematics to the glider.

But when they discovered they weren't here...

Or if he refused to cooperate...

They take him away, try to force him to talk.

Yup.

Check this out.

You notice anything?

Excellent craftsmanship.

"SOS." Look at the sails.

You seeing that? Yeah.

SAM: That's Morse code.

This could be a message. That first one's an "I."

Well, that's an "N."

"S." Another "I."

SAM: "D," "E."

BOTH: "Inside."

Is it illegal to go to China?

No, absolutely not. We're just trying to

figure out what the purpose of your trip was.

Work. I'm looking to expand the reach of my show.

I was meeting with tech giants there.

Including Black Hat hackers

responsible for ransomware attacks on American hospitals?

Look, I had no clue that's what they were about.

Hmm. Then why'd you meet with them?

If you've seen my show,

you'd know I'm into electric vehicles,

cool gadgets, groundbreaking software.

Those guys are major players in those arenas.

Okay, so what did you discuss?

The products they're developing.

Any mention of Admiral Gordon's ocean glider?

What? No.

But the day before you met with them,

you had an interview with Gordon

about this Navy technology.

Why would I talk about that in China?

And that interview was approved by the Navy, wasn't it?

Yeah, it was.

But the admiral was kidnapped--

we suspect by somebody hoping to obtain the glider tech.

Uh, wow.

And you think I could be involved in something like that?

That's what we're trying to figure out, Marcus.

KENSI: We've alerted FBI cyber, and they will be doing

a very thorough investigation

into your connections to these hackers.

I-I should've never done that interview.

It's been a total headache from the beginning.

How so?

The admiral was difficult.

He kept interrupting the interview to make these calls.

He'd be in the middle of explaining something,

and then just stop, like four or five times.

Editing was a nightmare because of that.

Do you have any idea who he was calling?

I didn't ask. He went into the booth.

I couldn't hear what he was saying,

but it was obvious that he was angry

and shouting at someone.

* *

Hmm.

Here, try this.

Let's hope we're not wrong.

If we are, better hope there's some Krazy Glue around here.

(Callen chuckles)

(wood snapping)

All right.

There we go.

Admiral Gordon went to a lot of trouble to hide this.

And he went to a lot of trouble to make sure it was found.

So, who was he hoping would find it?

FATIMA: So, I checked Admiral Gordon's phone records

at the time of his interview with Marcus Moore.

He made several calls to a woman named Meredith Huxley.

She's a librarian at the L.A. Public Library.

Maps department.

A librarian?

Yeah, he called her, like, five times

in the span of one hour.

I mean, wow, he must've had something

really important to say to her.

Yeah, you know what? Send us her location.

FBI's talking to Marcus. While they do that,

we'll go talk to Meredith Huxley.

FATIMA: Copy that. Thanks.

SAM: Admiral.

Looks like a good book.

Oh, yeah. He can't get enough of it.

I'm that way about Mann's Heat 2.

You reading Heat 2?

It's Admiral Gordon's journal.

I found it at the crime scene.

Hmm. SAM: The abductors

went through the place good.

They were looking for something.

Might have been this journal.

(Callen clears throat)

"I've written this book as a guide to my adventure

"in case anything should happen to me.

"If you are reading this, I must be in distress

"and you have proven clever enough to render aid.

That is, if I'm still alive."

SAM: So first his model ship, then this journal.

It's like he set up his own little security system

with codes and riddles.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, but what's he securing?

(scoffs)

Buried treasure.

This is all about a Spanish galleon in 1602.

It wrecked, the survivors buried silver, gold,

precious jewels, somewhere in Southern California.

I'm beginning to understand why this guy never married.

May I? So, Admiral Gordon

had his heart set on buried treasure.

Why record it in this journal?

Why does anybody record anything?

To prove it exists.

And to make sure it remains.

SAM: I have a friend, he's a retired Navy diver,

works in an ocean salvage company in Florida.

Always looking for shipwrecks and treasure.

Hasn't found anything yet.

Well, it doesn't mean it's not out there.

Ah, I see the admiral is quite the artist as well.

Looks like some of it was ripped out.

That's not a rip, that's a cut. A very precise one.

Well, if this journal

is what the admiral's abductors were after,

let's find out why.

Either we're looking for criminals

who are targeting the Navy's maritime technology...

Or... we're on a treasure hunt.

Meredith Huxley? Yes.

I'm Special Agent Blye.

This is Special Agent Rountree, NCIS.

ROUNTREE: We're here to ask you some questions

about Admiral Theodore Gordon.

Seriously?

Now the man sends Navy cops?

What else does he want? I gave it back to him.

Uh, I'm sorry, gave what back to him?

His... antique map. Isn't that why you're here?

Uh, actually, we're here

because Admiral Gordon

was abducted from his home this morning.

Oh, my, that's terrible.

Wait, you think this is because of the map?

Well, you tell us. He called you

several times last week, and some witnesses say

he was very angry about something.

He was paranoid I had some plot

to steal his precious map.

Did you?

No. Uh...

I was helping him research it.

He thinks it leads to buried treasure.

Hmm. Sounds like you're doubtful.

Who am I to say if there's gold at the end of the rainbow?

He asked me to verify its authenticity, that's what I did.

Why would he think that you'd want to steal his map?

My daughter has a newborn,

and she's up in Sacramento.

I left before I could give the map back to him,

so I locked it in the cabinet here

and I told him he could have it in a couple of days.

He went ballistic.

But you did return the map to him?

Of course I did.

He picked it up as soon as I got back.

And were you able to determine its authenticity?

Yes. 17th century Spain.

It's printed on handmade vellum laid paper.

It has a grid of chain lines with watermarks,

which means it's the real deal.

So the map's valuable.

Something someone might abduct him for.

I'm not an appraiser, but it's worth a pretty penny.

If it leads to treasure, who knows?

But it's a true antique.

Hmm. Do you have any idea where he keeps the map?

It would've been fine here,

but he insisted on a climate controlled storage space.

I don't know where.

Hmm. Do you have any copies of it, by chance?

No, I gave everything back to him,

except a few of his notes.

His notes? D-Do you have those here?

Yes. Ted was in such a rush to get the map,

he forgot about them. Uh...

would you like to see them?

Uh, yes, please.

I love hobbies just like the next guy,

but, I mean, this is another level.

This is more than a hobby, this is a mission.

He-he has notes on the ship's manifest,

its intended route back to Spain,

he's even got the star chart

from the year the ship went down.

All right, so this guy gets attacked by people

who think he has the map in his house.

Right, they couldn't find it, so they forcibly abduct him,

and think they can make him to take them to it.

But Admiral Gordon's not giving it up.

All right. Well, we better find out where he keeps this map,

because if they torture Admiral Gordon

to force him to talk,

he could be in trouble. Or worse.

He created a code to find this journal.

What if he also created a code to find the map?

I mean, this journal is dedicated to the galleon,

its history, its captain,

but there is only one mention...

SAM: Mm-hmm.

...one mention of the map, right here.

"The Lone Sailor can't see the treasure,

but he looks to the map at his parallel dove."

It's a riddle.

Of course it is,

and in the time it takes us to figure that out,

Admiral Gordon could be dead.

I solve crimes, not riddles.

Okay, well, this is both,

and you happen to be very good at this stuff.

Let me see this thing. Let me just see this.

"The Lone Sailor can't see the treasure,

but he looks to the map at his parallel dove."

I don't know.

I mean...

it could be referring to the Lone Sailor statue.

Symbolizes the Navy's mission to honor

the men and women of the sea services.

There's one in Long Beach. Let's check it out.

It's worth a shot.

They're mostly notes about the map's symbols.

I'm not sure what you're hoping to find.

We're hoping to find something

that'll tell us where Admiral Gordon is.

Yeah, we're thinking that whoever took him

is after the map and, ultimately,

after the treasure.

If treasure even exists, simply having the map

wouldn't mean someone could find it.

Why is that?

Ted's been working on this for years.

The map's legend

is the shipwreck's location.

That's why it was so tricky for Ted to decipher.

First it requires locating the shipwreck,

and then making complex calculations to pinpoint

the buried treasure location on shore.

Huh. Did Admiral Gordon ever find the shipwreck?

About a month ago,

he claimed to have located it

using his ocean glider technology.

Where?

I don't know. As soon as he found the shipwreck,

he became even more secretive.

Uh, could you just give us a moment,

please, Meredith? Thank you.

Do you remember what that tech developer, Jessie Fiore,

said about operating the ocean glider?

It's not a one-man job.

He said every time they took the glider out,

Jessie Fiore was the one who deployed it.

Which means he knows about that shipwreck.

Meaning he knows about the map.

Fatima, I need you to locate Jessie Fiore.

We think there's more to his story.

* *

(car door shuts) All right, let's do this.

Fatima, read it out loud to us one more time.

FATIMA: "The Lone Sailor can't see the treasure,

but he looks to the map at his parallel dove."

Well, he looks to the ocean.

Which is south.

I mean, a lot of people think it's west

because it's the Pacific, but this is south.

Okay, so we're at Ocean Boulevard

and Paloma Avenue,

And he's looking south to the Pacific Ocean.

South... at his parallel.

Well, parallel is latitude.

It's just a way to measure north-south coordinates.

His latitude dove?

Wait, you guys are on Paloma Avenue, right? Yeah.

"Paloma" is the Spanish word for dove.

His latitude paloma.

Fatima, what's the statue's latitude?

The approximate latitude is 33.76.

Latitude Paloma. 3376 Paloma.

Sounds like an address.

Fatima, is there a storage facility

or something there? Anything?

Checking now.

No, no storage facility.

It's a bookstore. "Antique Mariner Books."

(chuckles) When this guy picks a theme...

He sticks to it. All right, we're on our way.

* *

FATIMA: All right, the store's closed today.

I'm trying to get in touch with the owner

for permission to enter.

May not be necessary.

The door's open.

* *

MAN: Oh. Hey. (clattering)

You know this is important.

MAN 2: No, no, no. Don't worry about it, I got it.

All right?

I'll handle it.

Right? From this point on, I got this.

BOTH: Federal agents!

You got five seconds to come out of there with your hands up.

On your knees. Hands behind your head.

(door alarm ringing)

Go, go, go!

Lost him. He took off in a van.

Fatima, looking for a white van, no plates,

moving at high speeds.

FATIMA: Checking.

Who do we got under here?

Ah. CALLEN: Huh.

Jessie Fiore.

SAM: Nautical Robotics Incorporated.

Where's Admiral Gordon, Jessie?

* *

So, we have a missing Navy Admiral,

a stolen treasure map and a tech guy.

SAM: Sounds like a true crime podcast.

"The Making of a Pirate."

Where is Admiral Gordon?

I can't tell you.

Can't because you don't know

or because you don't want to?

Because I like being alive.

Has your life been threatened?

I really screwed up.

Who are you afraid of?

And everything just got

completely out of control really quickly.

Look, we're here to find Admiral Gordon

and to make sure everyone's safe, okay?

That includes you.

SAM: But you have to be up-front with us

so we can do our jobs.

Was Admiral Gordon in that van?

Yeah.

Where is it headed?

They're taking him to the Channel Islands.

Which island? There are five.

The map doesn't name the island

because it didn't have a name

when it was drawn hundreds of years ago.

And Ted wouldn't tell me.

Fatima. Sam.

Still no sign of the van.

It's possible they switched rides.

Okay, so they're headed to the Channel Islands,

but we need to narrow it down,

so check with the National Park Services.

If Admiral Gordon has moored his boat

or camped on one of the islands,

they'll have records. Copy that.

I'll let you know what I find.

Thank you.

Well, thank you very much, Meredith.

I'm sorry I couldn't do more.

It's fine, we just have to

start thinking more like Admiral Gordon.

Cryptic, in puzzles and riddles.

(bag thumps heavily)

KENSI: Whoa.

That seems like a heavy briefcase.

It is.

Uh, may I ask what's inside?

Nothing, now. I dumped everything out.

Uh, is that yours or the admiral's?

It's Ted's.

I know, I should give it back to him.

Um, may I, please?

Whoa.

There's something in there.

You feel that?

Yeah.

It's sewn in.

Okay, the runner? Does he have the map?

Yes. What's his name?

Jim. Jim what?

Jim Bones.

(scoffs) This guy's got jokes.

I'm serious. Er, that's how I knew him.

SAM: All right, so let's start from the beginning.

You helped Admiral Gordon

find an ancient shipwreck

using your ocean glider.

CALLEN: He said once you found it, he could locate

a buried treasure worth millions,

and that-that sounds reasonable to you?

I mean, he's located shipwrecks before.

He's worked with professional treasure hunters

all over the world. According to him,

the odds of finding it are way better than winning the lottery.

Well, that's not exactly setting a high bar.

SAM: All right, so you helped him.

How'd we end up here?

When we found the shipwreck, he refused to show me the map.

He said he'd dig it up on his own and give me my share.

But you didn't trust him.

I was angry.

I told him we were in this together,

but he shut me out.

That's where this Jim Bones fella

comes in? JESSIE: I joined this

treasure hunt forum online.

I met these two guys,

Jim Bones and Long John.

I told them about the map and the shipwreck.

You can't make this stuff up. You can't.

They agreed to help me. All right?

They were just supposed to break into his house to find the map.

I didn't know they were going to kidnap him.

Gordon's amazing.

He wouldn't give up the map,

not even after they roughed him up.

But he finally gave in when...

When what?

They put a gun to my head and threatened to kill me.

So Gordon told them about this place.

He saved my life.

Even after I betrayed him.

(fabric rips)

KENSI: All right.

* *

KENSI: Whoa.

Whoa. Huh.

It's locked.

Uh, do you have a hammer or something?

Uh... ROUNTREE: Wait a minute.

Meredith, what year did the ship wreck?

1602.

Try that.

One.

Six.

Oh.

Two.

(gasps)

(exhales)

Open sesame.

Let's get this to Fatima. Yeah.

Right, this drawer is wide open and is empty.

Is this where the map was?

Yeah.

And there's a key in the lock. How'd you get it?

He gave it to us.

It's the only one that has a lock on it.

What else is in there?

Books. That's it.

It's stuck.

There's gotta be something else in there.

* *

SAM: Hmm.

Okay.

So we got a cipher decoder wheel.

Encrypted manuscripts.

Most of this stuff is in Latin.

Then there's this.

Cut straight from his journal.

Hold that up. Got that?

(camera shutter clicks)

Any luck narrowing down the island?

No, Admiral Gordon hailed the ranger

on all five of the Channel Islands.

Ah...

Could be headed to any one of them.

CALLEN: Hey, Fatima? Yeah?

I'm sending you what looks to be the missing piece

from Admiral Gordon's ocean sketch.

Copy that, Callen.

Kensi and Rountree also sent a missing part,

so, hopefully, now we have the whole sketch.

Here we go.

(camera shutter clicks) Thank you. Okay.

Now I just have to trim them down,

and... (sighs)

...there we have it.

What do we have?

I mean, it must be important, but what does it mean?

That's a good question. Let's see.

Wait a minute. Wait a second.

Right there, in that wave.

Does that look like a letter to you?

Yeah, it does. A "U."

"T."

"Q."

"N," "A."

Is that all of them?

Yeah. From left to right,

It's Q-N-A-T-U.

Q-N-A-T-U.

I'm not even going to try to pronounce that.

I'm not getting anything.

Maybe the letters aren't in a certain order.

(sighs)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Now...

perhaps they are in a certain order.

Would you agree with me that these waves

appear to be traveling towards us?

Yes.

Yeah, the size of the crest of the waves

here in the foreground indicate that they're close to shore.

Precisely what I was thinking.

And in this drawing, the waves

originate from the horizon.

Therefore, if the letters do spell out a word,

then we are

to order them according

to the movement of the waves.

Go on with your bad self.

So what do we have?

We have...

T-U-Q-A-N.

Tuqan. Tuqan. Tuqan.

Tuqan... is the name of a Palestinian poet.

And also...

the Chumash word for San Miguel Island.

Of course. As avid historians,

treasure hunters often refer to indigenous culture.

Guys? Guys, we cracked the sketch.

Gordon's headed to San Miguel Island.

We're gonna need a chopper.

I'll dispatch one right away.

San Miguel's a naval island.

KILBRIDE: Indeed it is.

Please be advised, agents,

it was once a missile test site

and is thought to be littered with unexploded ordnance.

* *

* *

SAM: Easy.

Easy.

G.

Gotta watch your step, G.

One false move, kaboom.

Not funny.

I'm serious, there's a lot

of unexploded ordnance on this island.

It's a naval target island.

You, my friends, are making a colossal mistake.

This island is cursed.

Shut up and dig.

Juan Cabrillo, conquistador and Portuguese explorer.

He died upon these very dunes.

But as he lay dying,

he cursed this island

so that all who came here afterwards

with ill intent would fall victim to violent deaths.

We just want the money.

And once we get it,

you're gonna die here, too. Ha!

A couple of punks like you two are not gonna ruin my destiny.

JIM BONES: You hear this guy?

You're crazy, old man.

Federal agents!

Hands up!

SAM: Drop your weapon!

SAM: Drop it!

I said drop it!

There's nowhere to go.

* *

Unbelievable.

I tried to warn him.

Cursed.

* *

SAM: So, EOD and the medivacs

cleared the site. We're good to go.

I'm absolutely astonished that you were able to find me.

(chuckles) Well, you didn't

exactly make it easy.

(laughs)

I've been searching for this treasure for decades.

I recently realized that if I were lost at sea,

that all of the work

that went into trying to solve

the enigma of the map

would've been for naught.

The puzzle, journal, they were my fail-safe.

A way of ensuring that whoever followed me and found them

and solved them had the same spirit that I did.

I just never realized that my passion

would put me and anybody else into danger.

Jessie Fiore told us what you did.

You risked losing the treasure and the map to save his life.

Gold and silver are worth a fortune,

but a human life is priceless.

Even a scoundrelous traitor like Jessie.

Thank you for your hard work, agents.

Admiral, your chopper's waiting.

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

First, we finish the adventure.

No, no, no. (chuckles)

I've had enough adventure for one day.

It's late and...

And you don't believe it's there, do you?

I didn't say that. I did.

Go home. Get some rest.

Suit yourselves, agents.

I'll be returning in my own vessel.

Anything that I find, I will report to SECNAV.

You don't have to worry about me, I'll be fine.

I don't doubt it, Admiral.

You're cut from a different cloth.

When ships were made of wood...

men were made of steel.

I like that.

So do I.

Okay.

CALLEN: What do you think about a beach wedding?

You're not a beach guy.

I'm a beach guy.

No, you're a beach bar guy, not a real beach guy.

Besides, you're petrified of sharks.

No, I'm not petrified of sharks,

I just prefer beaches that don't have sharks.

They call those the Great Lakes.

Okay.

Besides, if you have a beach wedding,

you're at the mercy of the weather.

It's either too hot or a marine layer rolls in

and then it's freezing, and it's raining.

Or a storm whips up the night before

and dumps a whole bunch of rotten seaweed on the shore,

and the whole venue stinks.

Could you be more negative?

I'm not negative. I'm actually being practical.

My advice? Let Anna plan the wedding.

Huh. All right? You just smile and nod,

say the magic words.

"Please," and "Thank you?"

The married man's magic words:

"Whatever you want, honey." (chuckles)

Besides, we got more important things to think about.

Yeah, what's that?

Bachelor party.

I'm not having a bachelor party.

Oh, you're definitely having a bachelor party.

Do not plan me a bachelor party. I mean it.

After all this time, it's going to be epic.

No, no. I'm serious, Sam.

Uh-huh. I won't go.

You don't have a choice.

Deeks already booked the flights.

I'm not flying anywhere.

Mexico. Cage diving.

Sharks. Oh.

You're not funny. Pretty sharks.

You're not funny. You're gonna love it.

Hey.

Hey. That was quite a day.

Yeah. I hate to say it, but that was fun.

(both chuckle)

Okay, so... Yeah.

...I've been thinking about

your activities list with Rosa.

(groans) You mean my boring plans?

No. Okay, hear me out. Okay.

What if you turned all this cultural, educational stuff

into, like, a scavenger hunt around L.A.?

You know, that way, she can get to know the lay of the land,

I could help come up with, like, clues and puzzles

to lead her to the next place.

(chuckles): Haven't you had enough of that today?

No, never. Okay. (laughs)

I want to do more. You know, puzzles,

brain teasers. Keep the mind sharp.

Hmm. Will a scavenger hunt give me the role of fun parent?

Oh, absolutely.

Then I'm in.

Unless Deeks takes her, like,

skydiving or something.

You know, he totally might.

Yeah. In that case, he's got the role of fun parent. Sorry.

Hey, guys.

Hey. Hey.

You think Admiral Gordon's gonna find the treasure?

(sighs): Oh, man. That, I do not know.

What I do know is that, man, that guy loves the hunt.

Mm. ROUNTREE: Totally,

but isn't that what it's about?

Not the treasure, but the journey to it.

* *

How's your dad?

He's fine.

Any idea what you're gonna do?

Gonna find him a reliable companion,

someone he gets along with.

Met a nice nurse, Constance. Think I'll give her a call.

So, no robot?

(laughs)

When robots have emotions, I'll consider that option.

(exhales) They're coming.

You know it's coming.

You don't think we should've convinced Admiral Gordon

to get on that chopper with us, do you?

He's good. (door opens)

He really thinks he'll find that treasure.

(door shuts) Almost lost his life over it.

For centuries, men have been willing to risk life and limb

in search of sunken riches, buried treasure.

It's just stories, Admiral. Folklore.

Hmm. Well, however fantastical it may seem,

treasure hunting spurred the birth of modern capitalism.

SAM: Hmm. I don't play Lotto,

I don't gamble,

and I damn sure don't search for treasure.

(chuckles)

You know what treasure is to me?

A 50-pound kettlebell and some baby oil?

(laughing)

Family and friends, a good day's work.

Hmm. I'll drink to that.

Oh, by the way, uh...

Admiral Gordon dropped this by for the two of you.

Evening, gentlemen.

Evening. Good evening.

What is it?

Give me your hand. Why?

Give me your hand. What is it?

* See how the mainsail sets *

* Uh-huh-huh-huh, tell the captain ashore... *

You gotta be kidding me.

* I want to go home, home *

"Ahoy, mateys. Adventure is everywhere."

* I want to go home *

Okay.

* Oh, Lord, I feel so broken apart * Okay.

* Just want to go home... *

That can't be real.

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