All language subtitles for NCIS S20E13 Evil Eye_Track03

MAN [over P.A.]:
Welcome, one and all...

She's a historical landmark.

You don't just up and
move a floating museum.

We need more time.

Well, you're out of time, Sal.

We need this berth cleared.

As I said,
we're working on it.

Well, work faster.

We start
the salvage mission Friday.

Aye, aye, Skipper.

Friday it is.

This isn't
Gilligan's Island,

and I'm a lieutenant.

You have a delivery.

This thing here
for either of you?

Nope.

You have a delivery.

Persistent little fella.

Well, I didn't order anything.

Sorry, buddy, but whatever
you got's not for me.

I think it's gonna
follow you home.

You have a delivery.

Still behind me, huh?

You have a delivery.

Okay, you win.

Just shut up.

If it's a pizza, I get half.

You have a delivery.

Director, you wanted to see me?

Agent Knight, have a seat.

Sir, the only reason why
I parked in your parking spot

on Friday was 'cause I knew
you weren't here.

You parked in my spot on Friday?

No.

What's your take
on Chloe Marlene?

- The actress?
- Mm-hmm.

Her movies aren't really
my cup of tea.

Why?

Ms. Marlene is currently
shooting a film here in D.C.

What's that have to do with me?

She's playing
an NCIS REACT agent,

and to lend authenticity
to her character,

she's requested time
with an expert.

- Me?
- Mm-hmm.

This is a joke, right?

I couldn't make this up.

Wow.

I am flattered,
but I will pass.

This isn't a request.

You're ordering me
to hang out with a movie star?

The order's not coming from me.

It's from SECNAV.

Why would

SECNAV get involved?

The movie is
about the Navy,

and since Tom Cruise got to
spend time with a fighter pilot

for Top Gun, SECNAV wants
Ms. Marlene to have access

to the same kind
of expertise.

So I'm doing this
to help sell movie tickets?

Actually, I think
SECNAV's more interested

in the movie boosting recruitment,

but either way,

just try and make the next two
days as painless as possible.

Two days?

That Chloe Marlene here?

Shadowing you
for two whole days?

Pretty much sums it up.

Okay.

Well, now we know
what she looks like.

I'm more concerned
with what she acts like.

She is a big star, so she's
probably high-maintenance.

Yeah, not to
mention needy.

Oh, come on, you guys
don't even know her.

Oh, and you do?

No, but I hear she's

quite a spectacular person.

Nick Torres,

do you have a secret crush
on Chloe Marlene?

No, but when's she getting here?

Oh, why, you need time
to freshen up?

Oh, too late.

Chloe Marlene, meet
Special Agents Tim McGee,

Nick Torres,

and...
Jessica Knight.

Graduated FLETC in '07,

REACT agent for 11 years,
Meritorious Achievement Medal

in '20.

It is an honor to meet you.

Wow, someone came prepared.

Oh, it's the least I could do.

I mean, you're going to help me
find Cheyenne Fuentes.

Is Cheyenne missing?

Uh, no, Timothy.

It's, uh,
Chloe's new character

she's gonna play
in her new film.

I also came prepared.

Oh.

Well, I would love to help you,

but we don't actually have
a case to work right now.

No, I get it.

It's just like Hollywood,
you know.

Hurry up and wait.

Yes, yes,

and speaking
of the industry,

my, uh, middle school
drama teacher, you know,

she watched me
in Alice in Wonderland

and she said I'd be a star.

One-Take Torres,
she used to call me.

That's what
she used to call me,

but, uh, I chose
to live in the shadows

instead of the limelight.

Mm, Bandium alert.

- Wow.
- Damn.

McGEE:
Uh, we sure

we want to take Chloe to this?

To what, a dead body?

Nope, no body.

Oh, good, but just so you know,
I did mentally prepare myself,

like, just in case
I have to see real blood.

I hope you're prepared
to see a lot more.

Actually, less.

All right, photo
shoot is over.

You can take the head
out of the robot.

That's a new combination
of words for me.

- Hey, give me a hand here.
- Mm-mm.

Just lift up the bucket.

All right, that I can handle.

All right, victim is
middle-aged male.

Head severed
at the C-3 vertebra,

clean laceration.

Rigor mortis in
the jaw suggests

that he died
within the last 12 hours.

I know we all have
to die somehow,

but this is the worst
of the somehows.

I opened up the lid and...

I was hoping it
was a fake head,

you know, like a sick joke.

Unfortunately not.

I take it
you don't know him?

No, although I'll
never be able to erase

his face from my mind.

Is that...

Chloe Marlene?

Just when you think this
day can't get any weirder,

a big movie star shows up?

Ignore her.

Have you ever noticed
a delivery robot

on this pier before?

No, ma'am.

Never had a famous
actress here either.

Okay.

McGee, can you
take over here?
Yeah.

Hey, guys, guys,

- eyes here.
- Yeah,

doesn't the attention
ever get annoying?

Oh, you get used to it.

So, where are
we going now?

To the only thing
on this pier

that is not starstruck.

Oh, I recognize this model.

Oh, yeah?
Well, I can't
go shopping

in public anymore, so I
order everything online

and delivery bots come
to my house all the time.

Okay, Agent Marlene,
tell me what you know.

Me?
Mm-hmm.

Okay.

I'm pretty sure the
bots have cameras

and are remotely operated
by the company's staff.

Which means?

The delivery company
must have a record

of the sender and a video
of whoever loaded the head.

Very good.

Well, we've already reached out
to the company,

so we're just waiting for them

to get back to...

What the hell?

Bomb!

Everybody run!

Move, go, go!

You have a delivery.

Well, bomb squad is
obviously still fishing out

pieces of the robot,

but Knight says
it was a pipe bomb

hidden underneath
the insulation.

Because delivering a severed
head wasn't scary enough.

Well, someone was driving
this thing. Who was it?

Well, one very sick individual.

We got a name?

No, delivery company
says the robot

wasn't under their control.

Yeah. Do we know what
set the bomb off?

Well, Knight is guessing

that the countdown started
when she touched the robot.

Then why didn't the
lieutenant trigger it first?

Bomb tech thinks that there
was a loose wire somewhere.

Knight somehow accidentally
reconnected it.

Hell of a first day
for our movie star.

I'm guessing it's her last.

Hey, badass, you okay?

Me? I've come to check on you.

You seem oddly calm
for what just happened.

My acting coach taught me a
technique called disassociation.

Like disconnecting from reality?

Yeah, I'm pretending
that the head and the bomb

were just movie props
and I was never in danger.

And that works?

So far, so good.

Even so, I think
you should consider going home.

It's been a crazy day.

I'm in the entertainment business.

Every day's a crazy day.

Look, I appreciate
the concern,

but I'm gonna finish
what I started.

I'm Cheyenne Fuentes.

Hey, Jimmy!

Hey, Nick.

Dude, come on, don't leave me
alone with him.

Oh, he's fascinating,
isn't he?

Well, that's not
the word I'd use.

Uh, yeah, I want
to show you something.

Take a look at this cut line.

I mean, 20 years
I have been down here.

I have never seen
a slice this clean.

Okay, what do you mean?

Well, whatever blade separated

this head from its body
was extremely sharp

and moving
at a tremendous speed.

- Like a sword?
- In a Chloe Marlene movie, maybe.

Ugh.

Well, I just hope that
he was already dead

when he lost his head.

I'm afraid not.

Here, take a look
at the trachea here...

All right, yeah, okay,
man, that's enough.

All right, did
you notice he has

two different color eyes?

It's called heterochromia.

English, please.

It's a rare
but benign condition

that causes a person's irises
to be two different colors.

So, something he
was born with?

Yeah, either that
or as a result of some sort

of head injury--

not counting this one.

You have any ID on him yet?

No, Kasie's examining some
of his hair as we speak.

Our victim is Rosco Sanchez,

a 62-year-old

tech salesman from
Louisville, Kentucky.

He was reported missing
by his boss last week.

Put a trace on his cell.

Maybe we can find
the rest of him.

Already did, got
nothing, which means

either his battery
died or...

Or the killer turned off
his phone.

Oh, this is great stuff.

Yes, I haven't even gotten
to the good part yet.

I may have another way
to find Sanchez.

I did a deep dive into his
socials, and it turns out

he has a pacemaker.

And that helps us how?

New pacemakers
are equipped with GPS.

The manufacturer's emailing me
when we have a location.

Wow, you're thorough.

Yeah.

More thorough than Bayous
and Bridges, that's for sure.

My movie?

Yes, now don't get me wrong,
I-I love your character,

but I was offended when
the forensic analyst

cut corners on the science

and was still made out
to be the hero.

What do you mean "cut corners"?

Well, for one,
he ran that blood sample

in an unsterile environment.

- Kasie.
- And for two,

if you really... Kasie.

No, I'm sorry.

I just wishfor once

that movies reflected real life.

Well, um, that's why I'm here.

Yes, that is a good point.

Um, oh, we have an address
on the pacemaker.

Okay, I will give Torres a call.

Let me get this straight.

We're looking for a headless
body, while Knight

is, uh, hanging out
with a movie star?

Well, sounds
like somebody's jealous.

No, I'm just saying
wouldn't you rather

hang out with Chloe
than be here?

Nope. This is
where the action is.

Watch the cow crap.

Well, seems like you and I have
two different definitions

for the word "action."

Ready?

NCIS! Coming in!

What the hell is this?

Now we know how
our victim was decapitated.

Our killer went
full medieval.

You smell that?

Yeah.

Oh, God!

That's got to be
the rest of Sanchez.

Well, if that's him,

who are they?

What the hell?

Two more headless victims?

Which means we got to find
two more heads.

Found them.

Oh...

Now we got
a serial killer to find.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Hi.

Hi.

Rough night?

That's an understatement.

My disassociation technique?

It stopped working
after the sun went down.

Well, if it makes you feel
any better, I've been there.

How'd you learn to leave
your work at the office?

I will let you know
when I do.

Well, on the plus side,
you're helping me

find Cheyenne Fuentes.

And let me tell you,

she's a badass who doesn't
take crap from anyone.

I like her already.

Okay.

All right.

Day two. Let's do this.

Good morning.

Welcome back, Chloe.

Thanks, Nick.

So... what'd I miss?

What? Did you find
Sanchez's body?

We did.

Plus a couple more.

Uh, more-more what,
headless bodies?

Yep, but, uh, if it makes
you feel any better,

we also found their heads.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my...

What kind of person would do
something like this?

The careful kind.

All three bodies
were wiped clean.

No prints on the guillotine, either.

I'm sorry,
did you say "guillotine"?

- Yeah.
- Local LEOs just told me

the barn's owner died years ago.

As far as they knew,
the place was empty.

Well, who-who are these people?

We've got Mikeala Greer
from Delaware.

Braxton Bell
from North Carolina.

And you remember
our first victim, Rosco Sanchez.

All abducted in the past week.

And all had
two different color eyes.

It's called heterochromia.

I guess our killer's
not a fan.

But why would anyone kill
someone based on eye color?

- That's a really good question.
- And-and why send a head
to Lieutenant Harlan,

who has two-two blue eyes?

Yeah, well,
that's another good question.

How about answers?
Anybody got one of those?

McGEE:
Yeah, I might have one.

Found this on the lieutenant's
social media page.

Take a look
at her husband, John.

Two different colored eyes.

You think the bomb was
actually meant for him?

Let's not wait around
and find out. Go, take McGee.

Vance wants to see me.

Okay.

It's time to go home.

You know I'm right.

And don't be down on yourself.
You did great.

I mean, you impressed me
in more ways than one.

Honestly, it really means
a lot coming from you.

And, I mean, I learned a ton.

And I think you're gonna make
a great fake federal agent.

Thanks.

Hey, just promise me one thing?

Catch the monster who did this.

Will do.

Director,
you got something for me?

I asked Dr. Mallard to do a
psych eval on our serial killer.

Which Dr. Palmer has agreed
to present.

Okay, Jimmy, what do ya got?

Well, what I have is
a history lesson.

Uh, in 18th century France,

people with two
different colored eyes

were seen as possessed.

They were teased,

they were ostracized, sometimes...

they were even killed.

That's a common theme
throughout time.

Yeah, to treat people
who looked or acted differently

as evil spirits.

Like the witches of Salem.

We all know
- how they were punished.
- They were hanged.

Any guesses as to how
they treated heterochromatics?

Chopped off their heads?

The belief was

that in order
to vanquish the demon

they needed to separate
the head from its soul.

So history is
repeating itself.

- Why?
- We can only guess.

Perhaps the killer suffered
some sort

of trauma at the hands
of a heterochromatic person,

and now is seeking revenge

on anyone
with two different colored eyes.

That doesn't explain why
Lieutenant Harlan was targeted.

Or the bomb.
We just learned

that her husband has
different colored eyes.

Our theory is that the killer
got the wrong Harlan.

I don't think so.

Our killer has been
careful so far.

So you're thinking
that there's another reason

she would've been targeted?

Maybe.

If you look closely,

there's one person
waiting to be executed

who is not heterochromatic.

Two brown eyes.

Notice anything else about her?

She's pregnant.

Historically,
women who were impregnated

by heterochromatic men
were also targeted,

because the trait is hereditary.

So if Lieutenant happens
to be pregnant,

her child would
likely have it, too.

And since you can't chop off

the head of an unborn child...

You blow up the mom instead.

We need to get the Harlans
into protective custody.

McGee and Torres are
on the way to their house now.

Hey, McGee, what do you got?

McGEE [over comm]: I got
a guesthouse in the back.

One window broken.

And a broken security camera.

All right, I'll clear
the guesthouse.

I'll clear the main house.

NCIS!

Anyone home?

McGEE:
All right, guesthouse is empty.

Hey, McGee, there was
a fight in here.

And it looks like
the Harlans lost.

You think they
could've been taken?

I do.

Jimmy was right.
The lieutenant is pregnant.

Yes, 32 inches wide,
27 inches on the longest side.

- That's correct.
- Unreal.

Great. Okay, thank you
for the information.

What kind of psycho builds
their own guillotine?

Uh, well, I actually found
a how-to guide online.

Laid out the whole process
step by step.

Oh, thank you, Internet.

They're actually pretty easy
to build. You can get

all the materials
at the hardware store.

Except the blade.

That's a specialty item.

So where do
D.I.Y. serial killers

get their guillotine blades?

My question exactly.
It turns out

there's only
one industrial manufacturer

in the tri-state area
that makes them.

They sold a blade

with these exact dimensions
last month.

Did they give you
the name of the buyer?

No. He paid cash.

Do they remember what he looks
like? Maybe we could

- get a sketch.
- There's no need.

He just ordered a new blade.

Because we took his guillotine,

and now the psycho
needs to build a new one.

- We need to stop him.
- Well, you better hurry.

'Cause he's picking up
the blade this morning.

Not if we pick him up first.

All right,
we're all set.

Store manager talked
to our guy.

He's five minutes out,
driving a blue van.

Why are these sick dudes
always driving a van?

Well, I'm more concerned
with what's inside that van.

You don't think he was
dumb enough to bring

the Harlans on an
errand run, right?

This guy believes
that people

with two different
colored eyes have demons

living inside them.
"Dumb enough" isn't a question.

Good point.

Hey, you know
Chloe has a movie

where she's doing a
stakeout just like this.

Except her partner is
- a German Shepherd.
- Yeah.

I saw Paw and Order.

90 minutes of my life
I'll never get back.

But you have to admit,
Chloe was pretty amazing

saving that dog
from the bulldozer.

Seems like somebody's missing
their girlfriend.

Uh, it was probably good
that she left when she left.

There were sparks
between us.

Oh, yeah?
Did she know that?

I think she was
figuring it out.

It's too bad she left before
I could show her my video.

What video?

Oh, you don't think my mom
historically recorded

my portrayal
of The Mad Hatter?

- Oh, I got to see that.
- Oh, we'll have
a special viewing.

Here we go.

Blacked-out windows.

You seeing
what I'm seeing?

That's the tourist
from the pier.

He wasn't there
to sightsee.

NCIS!

On the ground.
On the ground now!

Okay, okay.

Go ahead, I got him.

I'm afraid you're gonna
be disappointed.

They're not back there.

Told you.

Where are they?

Who is he?

Sam Novak, 35, unemployed,

former college
professor of--

wait for it--

French History.

Explains his fascination
with guillotines.

Why'd he stop teaching?

Totaled his car a few years
ago, busted his head open.

After that, he informed the
university that he was

- no longer fit to teach.
- Well, no argument here.

We don't have access
to his medical records,

but it's not a stretch
to imagine that he suffered

a traumatic brain injury
in the accident.

Can we tie him
to the beheadings?

He was on the pier at
the same time as the explosion,

and we just caught him buying
a blade for a guillotine.

This is our guy.

And what did our guy
do with the Harlans?

He won't say.
We looked in his apartment

and the barn where we found
the bodies-- nothing.

Property tax records shows
that he owns

a cabin about an hour
west of here.

Torres is on
his way there now.

And if the Harlans aren't there?

Well, we somehow have
to get him

to tell us
where they are.

Well, welcome.

Please come in, have a seat.

Mr. Novak,
you know why you're here?

Because...

murder is against the law.

So you're admitting
to beheading people?

Yes.

Ah.

Oh, come on, don't give me
those judgmental looks.

- You should be thanking me.
- For what?

E-Eradicating evil
from our planet.

Well, having
a genetic eye condition

does not make someone evil.

So you're not only judgmental,
you're ignorant.

It's a bad combination.

So is kidnapping
and murdering.

You're facing the death penalty.

An eye for an eye.

How perfectly barbaric.

We might be able
to take the death penalty

off the table
if the Harlans are still alive.

Oh, they're alive.

For now.

Where are they?

That's...

not something
I'm ready to disclose.

To either of you.

I'd like to talk to the agent
I saw at the pier yesterday.

Special Agent Chloe Marlene.

Well, she's not an agent.

But I think
you know that already.

Then why did you bring her
to my crime scene?

All right.

Enough with the games.

Where are the Harlans?

Are you not hearing me?

If you want
to save that happy couple,

bring Chloe in
to interrogate me.

Let her, let her finish
what she started.

- That's not happening.
- Then we're done here.

Novak, listen... No.

You listen.

You bring Chloe here,

I will tell her exactly
where the couple is.

If you don't, they die.

What the hell was that?

That was crazy being crazy.

He's definitely
playing games.

He thinks he has
all the leverage.

He doesn't know that we know
about his cabin.

Any word
yet from Torres?

He just texted.
Almost there.

Hey, Parker.

Tell me you found the Harlans.

No, but I found
what Novak wanted us to find.

A photo of the Harlans chained
to a wall somewhere.

Damn it!

He must've known we were coming.

Yeah, and it gets worse.
He left us a stopwatch.

It reads two hours and
42 minutes, and it's ticking.

Knight said that she found
a stopwatch attached to the bomb

- in the robot.
- Yeah, and it looks like

there's a pipe bomb
next to the Harlans.

All right, send me
that photo right away.

I will. But there's no clue

to their location
in this picture.

There may be another
way to find them, but, uh,

I got to get Vance
to sign off on it first.

You're asking me to allow
a movie star to interrogate

- a serial killer?
- Yes.

And you think
that's a good idea?

No. But it's the best
bad idea we have.

Go take another run at Novak.

I already tried.
He won't talk to us.

He says it's Chloe Marlene
or no one.

Why? What, what is
he getting out of this?

I only care
what we get out of it.

We need to find
these people.

The clock is ticking.

So this guy's weapon of choice

is a guillotine or a bomb.

Guess he's
a versatile serial killer.

The vast majority
of close-contact bombs

decapitate the victim.
Now, this guy's

already detonated
one this week, Director.

And we have less
than three hours

to stop him
from detonating another one.

Go get her.

And action!

Know why the Navy
intercepted your vessel?

No, ma'am, we were just out
on a fishing trip.

Oh, really?

You have a fishing
boat filled

with stolen M67 grenades?

- Cut!
- Cutting.

Who the hell are you?

NCIS agents.

Real ones.

Jessica?

I mean, when I said
you guys could visit the set,

I-I didn't mean like this.

Yeah, sorry, Chloe,
we just need you now.

For what?

Time to play
a federal agent in real life.

He can't see
in here?

No.

Then why is he
staring right at me?

That's his resting psycho face.

Why do I have to go
in there alone?

It's the only way
that he's gonna talk.

So you go in there,
you let him talk.

Find out where the Harlans are,
and then you get out.

You won't be
in danger.

He's in handcuffs
and leg shackles.

And just in case,
we'll be right here.

- It's normal to feel scared.
- Mm-hmm.

Good.
Because I'm terrified.

I mean, not of him.

I mean, I'm scared
of failing.

If I fail on set,
I get another take.

But if I fail in there,
two people die.

No, listen to me.

You are not going to fail.

You have my lines?

Okay.

You remember
your disassociation technique.

Imagine that
he's just a character

- in another one of your scenes.
- Okay.

And remember, he's
gonna try to mess with you.

Don't take the bait.

Okay, let me get that.

- You ready?
- No.

But I'm going in there.

How's it going?

Sam, right?

Hello, Chloe.
Thank you for coming.

Uh, you're, you're
so much prettier in person.

Thanks.

Mind if I sit?

Don't be nervous. I won't bite.

Sorry.

It's just a little weird,
you staring like that.

Um...

Well, look, here I am.

Like you asked.

So will you please just tell me
where the Harlans are?

Oh, we'll get to that.

First I wanted to educate you
about the "evil eye."

Uh, no, we...

um, really don't have time.

Who doesn't have time?

We've got all the time
in the world.

Um...
Oh.

You mean the Harlans.

Yeah, they're running
out of time.

Uh, yeah, we know.

NCIS found your little, uh,

message in your cabin.

I had a feeling they would.

Why go through all the trouble?

I had no choice.

Your friends behind the glass
confiscated my guillotine.

I had to build one. I knew
that picking up the second

blade would be risky.

So in the case
that I got caught,

my bomb was
my backup plan, you see?

I'm always thinking ahead.

Killing people isn't
something to be proud of.

Killing the right people is.

You're sick, man.

So just tell me where the
Harlans are or I'm leaving.

Well, it was fun
while it lasted.

We both know
you're not going anywhere.

Honestly, I thought you were
a better actor than that.

Okay, this is exactly
what I was afraid of.

Just give her a minute.
She's nervous.

That makes two of us.

Well, maybe you and I
can help each other.

I have more than three million
followers on social media.

You tell me where
the Harlans are,

I'll post anything you
want about the "evil eye."

That's a lot of followers.

Bet Nancy would be proud,
wherever she is.

Who's Nancy?

That's her mother.

Good luck finding her.

Oh, you mean
because she's unlisted?

That's probably smart,

being the mother of a huge star.

But, uh...

I have a knack
for finding people.

Where are the Harlans?

You see, the secret

is patience.

I would go to Toledo,

where your mother lives,

and I would
just wait.

For as long as it takes.

Well, too bad you're
gonna rot in here

for the rest of your life.

Is that what NCIS told you?

They lied to you.

I'm getting out.

And when I do,

the first trip I'm going to make

is to Nancy.

What's going on?

Cheyenne Fuentes doesn't cry.

I'm sorry.

I can't. I can't.
- I can't.
- It's okay.

- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.

It's okay.

No, it's not okay.
It's not okay.

I just got
two people killed.

Oh, my God.

All right,
we got less than an hour

till this bomb blows. Ideas?

I've got a warrant
for Novak's cell phone

to retrace his movements.

But it's been powered off
for a week.

I talked to the
Harlans' neighbor.

He remembered seeing the
blue van in the driveway

but doesn't recall
in which direction it drove off.

I scanned downtown traffic cams
from this morning. No blue van.

Which brings us back to Novak.

He is the only way
we're gonna find the Harlans.

But how? He was never
gonna tell Chloe anything.

I mean, he was
only messing with her head

so he could wait
for the bomb to blow.

Because all Novak does
is play mind games.

So let's play a mind
game against him.

How? He won't even talk to us.

Well, what does Ducky's
psych eval say about him?

That he's
a narcissistic control freak

who has a constant need to show
everyone how smart he is.

Exactly.

So let's show him
how smart he is.

By doing what?

By letting him win.

Nick, if we let him win,
that means the Harlans die.

Well, not necessarily.

You know where Chloe is?

Yeah.

Hey.

Look, uh, if you don't
mind, I'd rather be alone.

Chloe, I know this sucks,

but we don't have time to feel
sorry for ourselves right now.

What, is this your version
of a pep talk?

No. It's
a strategy session.

You're gonna get Novak to
tell us where the Harlans are.

We just did
this, Jess.

I tried everything
you said to do.

It didn't work.

Doesn't mean we give up.

As long as there is time left
on that stopwatch,

we have to do everything
we can to save them.

I know. But at this point,
I am only in the way.

Honestly, you are
better off without me.

You know he will
only talk to you.

You are the only shot
that we have at this.

What else can I do?

I'll tell you along the way.

Along the way where?

No.

No.

I-I can't go back in that room.

Yes, you can.

Because you know
what's at stake.

You wanted a taste
at being an agent.

We are gonna give you
everything that you can chew.

This is what an agent does.

We hit a wall, we go over it.

Or around it.

Or if need be,

we bust
the damn thing down.

Are you ready to be
our sledgehammer?

Oh, Chloe.

What a pleasant surprise.

I thought I'd seen
the last of you.

You and me both.

I really hate this guy.

Yeah. He is very hateable.

Mm, I smell a game plan.

What have you all
been cooking up?

There's no game plan.

They just sent you in to say hi?

Hi.

No.

I came in here
to say that, uh...

...you won.

Wow. Time flies
when you're having fun.

It's over.

You win.

No. No.

S-Society wins.

All I've been doing
is sacrificing myself

- for the greater good.
- You don't really think

that people with different
colored eyes are evil.

I don't think it. I know it.

Well, I hate to break
it to you, but...

that's just some
conspiracy theory.

And it's not
even a good one.

And here you are,

killing innocent people.

I know for a fact
they're not innocent.

They're evil.

What makes you so sure?

Because...

I'm evil.

I was not expecting that.

Neither was Chloe.

She's spooked.

I don't know if she can do this.

She has to.

Time's up.

Kaboom.

Agent Knight.

Did you come in to celebrate?

You sick son of a bitch.

These people did
not deserve that!

I respectfully disagree.

Wipe that smile off of your
face or I will do it for you.

Chloe, wipe your tears.

This is a good thing.

You heartless prick.

These people have families.

Ah.

I see what this visit
was all about.

You want to know
where to find the bodies?

What's left of them.

7517 Palm Avenue in Alexandria.

See?

I-I'm not as heartless
as you think.

And you're not as
smart as you think.

We reset the stopwatch

50 minutes ahead.

I didn't think you were gonna be
stupid enough to fall for it,

but you proved me wrong.

And you said I was a bad actor.

NCIS!

- You both okay?
- Please hurry!
There's a bomb!

23 seconds.

All right, don't worry.
We're gonna get you out of here.

18 seconds.

Spread your hands apart as
far as you possibly can.

Stay completely still.

- Okay. Close your eyes.
- Don't miss!

- Ten seconds! Let's go! Move!
- Go, go, go.

All right, go. Come on,
come on. Go, go, go, go, go!

Move!

Nice hack, lumberjack.

And you were afraid
you were gonna miss.

You were?

Thank you. Great work.

See you tomorrow.

So, good news--

Lieutenant Harlan

and her husband are okay.

Oh, thank God.

Hey, so who ended up,
uh, swinging the axe?

McGee.

Oh, come on.

You love it.

Mm-hmm. Thank you.

Most importantly, everyone
made it out in one piece.

You guys pulled it off.

We pulled it off.

Jess told me that the stopwatch
thing was your idea.

Oh, no. [stammers] You know,
more of a team effort. Uh...

I just played
a huge part.

So, what does the team
usually do to celebrate?

Uh...

we go home.

Yeah, and kind of do
it again tomorrow.

No rest
for the weary.

I feel you. I got a 6:00 a.m.
call time tomorrow morning.

But I know exactly

how to play Cheyenne Fuentes,

thanks
to my excellent scene partner.

Thank you.

Glad I could help.

And speaking
of scene partners, Nick,

how would you feel
about dusting off

those middle school
acting chops?

Oh, I don't...

Seriously?

Yeah, some guy
had to drop out.

I think the role
would be perfect for you.

I don't know. I feel like my
skills are a little rusty,

and I feel like this is
all kind of last-minute.

Okay. No pressure.

I'll do it.

Great.

And action.

Scuse me.

Where's
the master-at-arms?

Oh, you wanted to see me,
Petty Officer?

Yes, Agent Fuentes.

We made an awful discovery

when we opened
one of the crates.

What did you find?

A body.

And that's why you
shouldn't smuggle guns.

And cut!

Wonderful!

Moving on.

Nice work,
- Daniel Day-Torres.
- Yeah.

Did you see my eyeballs moving?

- No, no. Not at all.
- No?

No, you did great.

Hey, are you sure
you only need one take?

Because, uh, I-I think I want
to try something different.

No, we're good.

Well, I mean, you're-you're
dead. There's only one way.

But, no, like,
seriously, don't worry.

You nailed it.

Okay.

I told you-- One-Take Torres.

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