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Oh, what the devil.

Oh, those... damn kids.

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

Ow!

Go, you guys, go!

Get a move on!

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.

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?

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.

Do I?

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.

Caught a case.

After you.

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.

The Navy already deploys
these for critical missions.

They can do scientific research,
catch drug smugglers,

deploy weapons.

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.

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.

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.

Wow, talk about
a proud sailor.

This guy has got
antique compasses, telescopes.

This stuff has
got to be valuable.

Oh, come on.
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.

That's Morse code.

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

Well, that's an "N."

"S."
Another "I."

"D," "E."

"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.

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.

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?

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.

Copy that. Thanks.

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.
The abductors

went through the place good.

They were looking for something.

Might have been this journal.

"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."

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?

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.

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.

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...

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.

All right, let's do this.

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

"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."

When this
guy picks a theme...

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

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.

Oh. Hey.

You know this
is important.

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.

Federal agents!

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

On your knees.
Hands behind your head.

Go, go, go!

Lost him.
He took off in a van.

Fatima, looking for
a white van, no plates,

moving at high speeds.

Checking.

Who do we got
under here?

Ah.
Huh.

Jessie Fiore.

Nautical Robotics Incorporated.

Where's Admiral Gordon, Jessie?

So, we have
a missing Navy Admiral,

a stolen treasure map
and a tech guy.

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.

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.

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.

This guy's got jokes.

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

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

You helped Admiral Gordon

find an ancient shipwreck

using your ocean glider.

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.

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?
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.

All right.

Whoa.
Huh.

It's locked.

Uh, do you have a hammer
or something?

Uh...
Wait a minute.

Meredith, what year
did the ship wreck?

1602.

Try that.

One.

Six.

Oh.

Two.

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.

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?

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.

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.

Thank you. Okay.

Now I just have
to trim them down,

and...

...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.

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.

Indeed it is.

Please be advised, agents,

it was once
a missile test site

and is thought to be littered
with unexploded ordnance.

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.

You hear this guy?

You're crazy, old man.

Federal agents!

Hands up!

Drop your weapon!

Drop it!

I said drop it!

There's nowhere to go.

Unbelievable.

I tried to warn him.

Cursed.

So, EOD and the medivacs

cleared the site.
We're good to go.

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

Well, you didn't

exactly make it easy.

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.

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.

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."

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.

Okay, so... Yeah.

...I've been
thinking about

your activities
list with Rosa.

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.

Haven't you had
enough of that today?

No, never. Okay.

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?

Oh, man. That, I do not know.

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

Mm.
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?

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

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.

He really thinks
he'll find that treasure.

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.

Hmm. I don't
play Lotto,

I don't gamble,

and I damn sure
don't search for treasure.

You know what treasure is to me?

A 50-pound kettlebell
and some baby oil?

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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