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Gotcha.

All right. Thank you.

Hey.

Yo.

Where, uh, where are
you coming from?

I'm not coming.
We're going.

I thought we had brunch
with your friends from college.

You were gonna hook me up

with the, uh, vegetarian.

Okay, first of all,

she's a veterinarian,

not a vegetarian.

And second of all,
I wasn't gonna hook you up.

Okay? I was gonna
introduce you to her.

Yeah, well, tomato,
to-mah-to.

Get dressed.
We got to go.

And third, the brunch is
tomorrow, not today.

Damn it.
That Uber was not cheap.

All dressed up
and nowhere to go?

Yeah.

Ooh, should we hit
Abbot Kinney?

Smoothies at Erewhon?

Yeah, what's another
20 bucks this morning?

Kilbride?

On a Saturday?
Seriously?

Let's go, brunch boy,
I'll drive.

Obviously.

- Nice shorts.
- Thanks.

And here we go, the boatshed.

I'm so sorry.
No, really.
It's okay.

You don't have to keep
- apologizing.
- I know, it's just,

you know, with Deeks
working out of town,

you know, this weekend was
supposed to be wall-to-wall

you and me
and just great movies

and food and desserts and...

I just-- um, I have to
find some things, sorry.

Well, it's not your fault
that you have to work.

Uh, no, I know,
I know it's not my fault,

but, um, I guess I was just
looking forward to

one-on-one time,
just the two of us, you know?

I was, too.

But, hey, it's cool.
No worries.

You sure?
Mm-hmm.

You don't mind going to
the beach with your friends?

That was
a silly question.

Of course you don't mind
going to the beach

with your friends.

You're in high school.
I get it.

I like spending time
with you, too.

That's sweet.

Aha!

Here it is.

Oh...
I-I really don't need--

No, I told you,
it's like a purse.

It blends right in.

- It really doesn't.
- Okay.

So this is just
your essential EDC.

It's got a first aid kit,
it's got a flashlight,

it's got a protein bar
in case you get hungry,

a tourniquet in case you hurt
yourself, and of course,

this baby.
Push this button,

- Oh.
- Opens right up.
Press the button again,

Closes.
It's all you need.

Okay.

- I'll take it.
- All right.

Text me if you need anything.
And, uh, you have the...

I have the number to Ops
in case of an emergency.

- Perfect.
- I should get going.

Yes. Go, get out of here.

- Kensi.
- Yeah?

Can we get a rain check
on today?

Yeah, you bet.

- Okay, bye.
- Bye.

Have fun.

Let me change

before Kilbride sees
me dressed like this.

You keep full outfits
in your desk drawer?

Absolutely.

After that Speedo incident,
I keep clothes everywhere.

That was hilarious.

Yeah, a real hoot.

So, veterinarian.
What's she like?

Uh, she's great.

That's it?
That's all I get?

She's great?

Well, she loves going
to comedy clubs.

Hmm, is she funny?

Not really.

Does she have any hobbies?

She loves doing
magic tricks.

So she's not funny
and she loves magic.

And you thought I'd want
to meet her because...?

Oh.

Uh...
I love magic.

Simple human.

Yeah. I'm a regular old Houdini.

Kensi...

Friend, how you doing?

I'm doing good.
Where is everybody?

Oh, Kilbride loaned out
Callen, Sam, and Deeks

to a joint task force for
an undercover sting operation.

Got it.
So, it's me and you today?

You got a problem with that?

Not at all. We made such
a good team last time.

Did we?
'Cause I seem to remember

you ending up in the hospital
at the end of that day.

I just remember the sushi.

Oh, sushi was good.
- Sushi was really good.
- Yes.

- Hey, guys.
- Oh, hey

Agent Hamilton,
glad to have you back.

Glad to be here, sir.
Thank you.

So, this morning
in South Valley, Utah,

a park ranger found
two men dead

with assault rifles
in their hands.

Uh, Utah? Respectfully,
may I ask,

what does this case
have to do with us?

Valid question.

This was private land.

Now, after the rangers found
the dead bodies,

they went to
the cabin's owner

Weber Yamada
and found him dead.

There were personal items
at the cabin

belonging to Tom Olsen.

Sam's friend Tom Olsen
from the teams?

Yeah. It seems
these shooters came after him.

Tom took two of them out and
then disappeared into the woods.

I was put on the case

because Justice wants to know
who these guys are.

Got in a shoot-out
with an ex-team guy,

aren't showing up
on any of our databases.

Okay.

Do we think that this might have

something to do with
his writing career?

Well, Tom does have
a pretty large public persona

due to his fiction career
taking off,

but his publishers say that
there's been no signs of

a threat or
any security issues.

And this is all happening
in real time,

but it looks like the rangers
found boot prints following Tom,

so he's not in the clear.

After he left the teams,
Tom went to work for the CIA.

He crossed paths many times
with Vostanik Sabatino.

Sabatino knows Tom well.
I have brought him in.

Fatima, you'll be
- working with him.
- Copy that, sir.

And, Kensi, you and Lance
will fly out to Utah,

find out what is going on.

I want to know if Tom Olsen is
on the right side of this.

If he is,
let's bring him in safely.

Yes, sir.

Hold on.

What you got over there?

Oh, Kilbride just got us
some funding

for upgrades here
and back at Ops.

Ready for this?

Let me guess, that's
where Deeks keeps

his hair care products?

Don't pretend you're not
jealous of his golden locks.

Well, you bet I am.

I haven't had hair like that
since I was ten years old.

You think it was easy looking
like this in middle school?

Touché.
What do you think?

I like it.

A lot better than
a case of hair gel.

Uh, pomade, not hair gel.

- What?
- Never mind.
Did you travel with supplies?

Body armor
and a long gun.

All right.
Grab a backpack, load up.

We have no idea what we're
walking into up there.

Yeah. We got to get
solid IDs on those dead men.

Like Kilbride said,
we got to make sure

Tom's on the right side
of this. Or else...

Or else...

...we'll need to arrest
one of our own.

Yeah.

- Let's get to that plane.
- Let's go.

- What up, Sabatino?
- Get a load of this thing.

What kind of dude drives
a car like this?

Why's it got to be
a dude's car?

No, uh, you know,
could be a woman who owns it,

but that woman, ha!
Serious daddy issues.

Get in, we got to head
to the boatshed.

- Wait, this is your car?
- Yup.

- Great, love the color.
- Love my daddy.
No issues here.

That's incredible
what you and Deeks did.

Rosa's a very lucky girl.

I think we're
the lucky ones,

but thanks.

Yeah, it's, uh...
She's amazing.

Still, it's got to be tough
having an instant teenager.

Come on.

It's definitely interesting

and I think we learn
something new every day.

What about you?

What about me?

Well, earlier you were talking
about this road trip to Austin,

and you said,
"We drove down."

Does "we" mean
we're dating again?

That's funny, but no.

"We" means me
and my dog Francis.

Ah!

I would not have pegged you for
a guy with a dog named Francis.

I'm not.
That was Jessica's doing.

I wanted to name him Zeus.

It's a strong name.

That's what I thought.

She said it was
pedestrian and obvious.

I think I would have
liked Jessica.

Yeah.

I know you would have.

Do you think
you'd ever start, um...

Start to what?

Never mind.

What kind of a dog
is Francis?

He's a Rottweiler.

You have a Rottweiler
named Francis.

Badass.

I can't see myself
dating another woman.

Not...
Not right now.

It just doesn't seem like
the right thing to do.

Yeah.

Colonel Tuivasa,
what do you got?

No one at SOCOM
or JSOC had an issue

with Lieutenant Olsen's
works of fiction.

If anything, lot of the guys
read his books and dig 'em.

Understood.

Uh, what about specific threats

or chatter about Tom
or his team?

I've got intel
scrubbing for that now,

but there was nothing found
in our prelim search.

Keep me posted.

You'll be my first call, Admiral.

Got to think that
after the teams

and then his stint at the CIA,

there's some enemies out there.

You're probably not wrong.

Back in the day, team guys
would stay low profile

when they rotated back
into the civilian sector.

Things are a little
different these days.

Can't blame the guys
for wanting to earn a living

when they get out.

No. No, you can't.

Although I am very happy
that no one

in the Twitter-Tok universe
knows who the hell I am.

Roger that.

Now, thank you, Colonel.

Thank you, Admiral.

Hey, guys.

- Hey.
- This is Lauren Olsen.

Thanks for driving
- her down, Castor.
- My pleasure.

Go ahead.

Ms. Olsen,
I'm Special Agent Namazi,

this is Special Deputy
U.S. Marshal Sabatino.

So we know that there was
an attempt made on Tom's life

in Utah early this morning.

All signs point to him
still being alive.

He is.

Why do you say that?

'Cause she knows what
her husband is capable of.

Tom's comfortable
in the South Valley.

He's got home-field
advantage there.

With, um, all
of Tom's success

and the publicity
that comes with that,

were there
any security risks

or threats that
you were aware of?

No...

All Tom ever wanted to do
was write stories.

We're so blessed that he's
even able to make a dollar

being able to do
what he loves. But...

What is it?

He battled with this
career choice every day.

Tom didn't want to do
any of the publicity,

the interviews,
the YouTube shows.

He just wanted to write.

But that's not how
the book business works.

You got to be a publicity
machine these days.

Was he worried
that the notoriety

would cause him danger?

Tom didn't care
if anyone came after him.

But, me and Robbie,
our boy...

There's not much
my husband is scared of,

but someone attacking us,
that terrified him.

We'll take you and Robbie
to a safe house

until we figure out
who's trying to hurt Tom.

We got people headed to Utah
right now to locate him.

Roger that.

- Sir.
- We got no threats,
no suspects,

and no idea why two shooters
came after a decorated veteran

- this morning.
- Yeah.

All right.

If we can't figure
out the why,

we need a better answer
for the who.

I want to know everything
about these two shooters

Tom took out.

I've got names, but they're
tied to coroner records

from five years ago.

So they're not real.

Well, you find out
who these bastards are

'cause right now
they're all we've got.

Yes, sir.

All right.
Should be there soon.

Did I tell you that I read
all four of Tom Olsen's books?

- So, were they good?
- They're awesome.

I mean, because he
actually lived the life,

you know, he doesn't
write superheroes,

he writes real characters,
they get scared, they get hurt.

They're great.
You should read them.

I'm more of a "wait till it
gets to the movie" kind of guy.

Of course you are.

Yeah.

All right.
Let's see here, um...

Locals were only able
to track Tom's footprints

for about 20 yards
from the point of conflict,

and then he disappears.

Which I guess makes sense,
since Darren McCall was trained

by an expert tracker and scout

in Colorado when
he was a kid.

And who's Darren McCall?

He's the lead character
in every one of Tom's books.

And he writes about his skill
with such detail

and expertise that what
Darren knows, Tom knows.

Makes sense.

Oh, no...

Rangers just found

four separate boot tracks
going after Tom.

Four against one.

Looks like Tom's in
for one hell of a fight.

Yep.

So are we.

You guys really need
to swap out these magazines.

Nobody cares what the car
of the year was

- in 2009.
- I care.

That was the year I got
my driver's license.

Oh, geez.
I have jeans as old as you.

Well, you're in luck,

'cause those jeans
are back in style.

- Hey, guys.
- Hey.

This is Marina...
I didn't catch your last name.

I didn't throw it.

That's okay, Castor.
Marina and I go way back.

Whoa!

That was for Kyoto.

Hey, I didn't know
you were in that store.

Didn't know or didn't care?

I'm just gonna lay here
for a second.

Does anybody like you,
Sabatino?

Mm...
Third wife?

I'm Marina.

Hi. Special Agent Namazi.

Good to meet you.

So, you worked with
- Tom at the Agency?
- Yeah.

And this moron.

Hey, don't make me stand.

After your office told me
what happened to Tom,

I had our team do
some digging.

I'm sure your team is
very good at that digging.

So, not specifying how
we got our information,

but there was a credible
threat at a book signing

in Huntington Beach
last month.

The guy was diverted by security
before Tom got to the signing.

It's doubtful that Tom
even knew that it happened.

Did you get a name?

- Ah, my foot hurts.
- Luke Austin.

As always, you are a pleasure
to deal with, Marina,

and a little ray of sunshine.

You want me
to spit on you?

Well, it's official.
You miss me.

She misses me.

Seems like it.

Enter.

Sir, Kensi and Lance
just landed in Utah.

They're on their way
to the crime scene now.

What about that guy

who was removed from
Tom Olsen's book signing?

Luke Austin.

I was able to locate him, and...

Sabatino and Fatima are
on their way to talk to him now.

I made them aware that he has

four handguns
and an AR-15 registered.

Well, then he's not a felon yet.
Anything else?

Well, his social media
is pretty heavy

on the guns
and motorcycle clubs.

Is he a member?

Doesn't look like it,

and he doesn't even have
a motorcycle license.

But I'm running a search now
to see if any of those clubs

ever called out Tom or any
of his books on social media.

All right,

smart, and send me that VP

at the publishing company's
number, um...

Copy that,
her name's Kelsey Shore.

Yeah, well, I want to ask
Kelsey why she withheld

this information
on Luke Austin.

Yes, sir.

Okay, so...

they found Tom's pack outrig

filled with deer meat
and nothing else.

They also found
two automatic rifles.

Local lab looked at them--
no fingerprints, but get this--

the frames and receivers
had no serial numbers.

- Ghost guns.
- Yeah. Untraceable.

You?
What'd you figure out?

Tom put up
one hell of a fight.

Takes the first guy down
with his bow over here.

Then he retreats
to cover position,

takes fire,
pulls out his handgun,

then drops the second guy
down the hill.

Then retreats to the east
through those bushes.

So we're thinking he
disappeared through there?

Yeah.
All right.

Shall we?
After you.

Austin works at
that hardware store.

He should be off
- any minute.
- Nice.

Stop him before he gets
to his vehicle.

You know, the odds are low
that he'll have his gun on him.

Yeah, every once in a while,
I'll have a good idea.

What?

Nothing.

What?
You're looking at me.

It's-it's really nothing.

Actually, okay.

Everyone says that you
talk a mile a minute,

and Kensi says that you're
straight up hilarious.

- She said that?
- Yeah, so what gives?

You've barely
talked to me today,

and I haven't heard you say
one hilarious thing,

nothing even
borderline humorous.

Well, you know, maybe those are
gross generalizations

of who I was when I was
a younger man.

- Oh, from six months ago?
- Yeah, people can change.

Okay. Fine.
Maybe it's just me.

Maybe it is.

Okay, okay.
It's not just you.

- It's everyone your age.
- Everyone my age?

You've got
no sense of humor.

No offense.
Some taken.

You know, everything's so
precious and serious and so,

you can't
say that, you know?

But what if I did
say that and it's funny?

All right? Really funny,
but it offends you,

and then now
I'm gonna get that call.

What call?
Oh, come on.

You know, the call
from the NCIS HR lady.

The one with the one
good eye, you know,

and it's a whole
production, right?

And then those
things, they go in a file.

Uh-huh.
What is that?

I've had things put
in some magical file

since I was ten years old.

And you know
- what's never happened?
- Career advancement?

Now, that's funny.

You see, people my age
got a sense of humor.

So I can mess with you?
You can take it?

Yeah, of course
I can take it.

You know, something
you might not realize is,

we're actually tougher
than you think.

Okay, we get a lot
of hate coming at us.

Yeah, well, Gen X
crowd don't play.

Ha! You old people are easy.
It's those Gen Zers.

Those stylish little punks.
Man, the things they say.

They're just nasty people.

Gen Z, huh?

Hold on.
You see anything?

No.
We lose his trail again?

In Tom's last book,

his character
Darren McCall walked back

through his own tracks
and change directions.

Hmm.

Hold on a second.

Look.

Son of a bitch.

Wow.
Looks like
he stopped there.

Maybe take a rest,
catch his breath.

I got blood.
Could be his

or one of the guys
tracking him.

Yeah, well,
we'll see about that.

Blood's still wet.

Either way, somebody's been here
the last couple of hours.

That's B negative.

That's Tom's blood type.

That's rare.
Odds are our man's wounded.

Well... let's make sure
we find him before they do.

Let's go.

Luke Austin?

Yeah.

I'm Special Agent Namazi,
this is U.S. Marshal Sabatino.

We need to ask you some
questions about Tom Olsen.

Oh, my G...

Did those rent-a-cops
at the book signing

really run this up
the flagpole or something?

Uh... no.

Oh.

Well, then what do you want
to know about Tom Olsen,

that elitist, arrogant turd?

What's your issue with Tom?

Mainly
that he's a hack of a writer

who cares nothing
about his loyal fan base

that got him to where he is.

So, this is about his books?

Well, specifically
about Andre Gane.

Who's Andre Gane?

Oh, my God.

You probably think that
the only character that matters

is Darren McCall,

but Andre is the moral compass
of the entire series.

And Tom Olsen,
in his infinite wisdom,

decides to just...
kill off Andre in Got My Six.

So, you tried to
confront Tom

because of the death
of this character?

Mm-mm, no, confront
is a strong word.

No, he's a Navy SEAL.

No, I just wanted him to know

that it was really not cool
to do Andre like that.

Okay, so you weren't
trying to hurt him?

Dude, look at me.

Do you really think
I could hurt Tom Olsen?

All right.
What's with all the guns?

I like guns.

That's not a crime yet, is it?

No, it is not.

Luke, have you left the
state in the past week?

I haven't left Orange County
in, like, five years.

Gotcha. Okay.
All right, we're good here.

- Yeah. Thank you.
- Well-- Actually, Austin.
You're 22, right?

Yeah.

So I'm trying to learn here.

What's the beef between
your people and the millennials?

You mean, why do we think
that an entire generation

that identifies with specific
houses in Harry Potter

is super annoying?

- Okay, wow.
- That's really funny.

Yeah, I mean,
can they literally squeeze

any more identifying words
into their Twitter bio?

Yeah, yeah, they do use their
bio like it's their résumé.

Yeah, but it's not
their fault.

Their parents gave them
participation trophies

and Ritalin with every meal.

Huh.

We were raised by Gen X.

Gen X don't play.
Gen X is rad.

I understand.
Let's go.

- What do you understand?
- All of it. Everything.

Team Gen Z all the way.
Let's print the shirts!

This guy was perched
in a tree.

He had high ground and
Tom was still able to get him.

Look.

Tom must have taken the shot
from that hill and then moved.

Wish we had a way
to contact him

and tell him we're here
to take him home safely.

That's Portuguese.
But the accent's from Brazil.

So, you speak Portuguese?

So, what'd they say?

They're angry.

They want to kill Tom
and go home.

I get that, he's killed
three of them already.

Yeah, which still leaves
three mercs coming after him.

Damn it.
What'd they say?

They said they have
Tom surrounded

and they're
closing in on him.

- Let's move.
- Yeah.

Well, if you really thought
that having to remove a man

from Tom Olsen's book
signing was not relevant

to my investigation, then
you, my dear, are a moron.

You do as you wish,
but I would welcome a call

from one of your superiors--
I'm sure there are several.

I swear...

I didn't think that you could
top the arrogance of Hollywood,

but these New York publishing
people have got 'em beat.

Good to know, sir.

What do you got?

So, I was able
to piece together a timeline

on one of our dead shooters.

He crossed the Mexico border

at the Winterhaven, California
Border Station four nights ago.

That's a small station.

Yeah, so then I went back

through everyone that
crossed that night.

I mean, old couple,
family with three kids.

Then, over the span
of a couple hours,

five men fitting
the same description--

30s, young, fit,
with no luggage-- came through.

Well, that's our six shooters.
Any luck with ID?

No, sir.

They were all forged
and tie back

to recently deceased people.

Someone with means
is funding this.

Yeah.

And that someone furnished 'em
with ghost guns

when they got to America.

Yeah.

All right. See if you can
track down Nina Barnes.

Order like this had to go
to a top-level gun broker.

Maybe she can tell us which one.

Well, after you brought
those red velvet cupcakes

into the office,
I was a huge fan, so I just...

It's a lot of words... Oh, uh...

I was just saying
that I follow her, so...

won't be hard to find her.

Hawaiian Haupia, I got you.

Southern Carrot,

I got you.

And if you love
red velvet, well,

you know, I got you.

Come on down to
the Cake Truck every day

at the Belmont Pier
'cause... I got you!

She's got you.

I feel a deep sense
of embarrassment for Nina.

Send Fatima and Sabatino

down to the Belmont Pier
to talk to her.

Yes, sir.
Copy that.

Oh...

Ooh.

What were you trying
to say to me?

What I was trying to say is,
choke him out quietly.

But I guess that works, too.

Two mercs left.

Yeah, yeah.

I'm just saying,
if this was my car,

wouldn't have taken me
45 minutes to get here.

Oh, yeah? Was your
- first car foot-powered?
- Ha, funny.

Nina Barnes.

I'm Special Agent
Fatima Namazi,

this is Special Deputy
U.S. Marshal Sabatino.

There's a lot of
"special people"

running around these days.

Three haupia
and one red velvet.

And don't forget to follow
Cake Truck on social media.

- Okay.
- Thanks.

Admiral Kilbride sent us.

We're gonna need you to
close down for a few minutes

while we speak with you.

Really, sister?

Really.

This is not cool.
Not cool at all.

Hmm, stub your toe?

Spelunking accident.

All right.
I've got to be getting even

with the admiral by now.

Why do you owe him?

What are you?

Excuse me?

Wh-What's your race,
your culture?

What do you claim?

Oh, uh...

I'm Italian.

No, you're not.

I'm pretty sure
I would know if I wasn't.

Armenian.

Uh...

Uh, well, yeah,
a little bit on my Mom's--

Wait, how would you know that?

Yeah, I lived in Glendale
for five years.

All right, listen,
what does Kilbride want now?

A group of mercs crossed over

at the Winterhaven California
Border Station four days ago.

Someone kitted them out
with ghost guns

when they arrived in America.

We want to know who bought them.

Who sold them isn't
our concern right now.

Well...

Do you have details and features
of these ghost guns?

Yeah, and we know that
the shooters are from Brazil.

Well, that helps.

All right,
get in my cake truck,

sell my cakes,
and I will look into this.

- Go.
- Deal.

Hey, uh, question...

Do I look Armenian to you?

Well, you don't look Italian.

Go, get in my truck!

- Thank you.
- Fascinating woman.

- Just one. Please.
- Southern carrot cupcake?

It's about damn time
the cavalry arrived.

Geez.

Well, you've looked better.

Yeah.

Thanks,
I appreciate that.

This is DOJ Agent
Lance Hamilton.

They sure make Justice agents
a lot bigger than they used to.

Nice to meet you, Tom.
We're gonna get you out of here.

Thank you.
I appreciate that.

You lose your cane?

Yeah.

It took four years and
a team of physical therapists.

It's pretty impressive.

Well, it'll be fun to
reconnect with them

over this arm now.

Drink this.

Thanks.

Still one more of them
out there.

Doesn't seem like
a fair fight for him.

All right, get out here.

I mean, man, those,
those are great in there, huh?

Oh, thanks.

I was wondering why
people were lining up

and giving me money for them.

Mystery solved.
All right.

- What did you find out?
- All right, well,

my contact spilled everything,

and not out of
the goodness of his heart

but because the person
who supplied the ghost guns

to the shooters
is his direct competitor.

Ruthless.
Yeah, well.

Gun-running ain't
for the faint of heart.

Also, I will get
the details to you,

but the TLDR

is that they supplied
the shooters with

ten automatic rifles
and handguns, all untraceable

- and ten survival packs.
- Ten?

That's four more
than we thought were out there.

Yeah, well,

it gets a little
more violent than that.

They also supplied
the shooters with

an Airpeak Professional Drone
with a five-pound payload.

And they're not using it to
deliver Amazon packages,

are they?

Nope, C-4.

A massive flying bomb. Awesome.

Yeah.
The delivery address was

a ranch near Vidal Junction,

and I sent all that info
to Kilbride.

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

- Could I, uh--?
- One.

Just one.

Admiral, any word back
on this Ronaldo Campos guy

- who's running the ranch?
- Yeah.

I spoke to SOCOM, and while
much of it is classified,

what they could
tell me is that

the Campos family
business is kidnapping.

Seven years ago, his brother
was killed by a SEAL team

while they were extracting

a group of kidnapped
oil executives.

Hmm.
Is that Tom Olsen's team?

That's classified too,
but Tom was a SEAL at the time.

Well, how would Ronaldo know

that he had anything
to do with that?

I'll bet you SOCOM is looking
into that right now.

All right, so we know that they
planned and staged the mission

from the ranch, so they could
be controlling the drone

with the C-4 from there.

All right,
tell Fatima and Sabatino

to meet you at the helipad.

I want the three of you
to hit that ranch.

I will text updates
to Kensi and Lance.

- Yes, sir.
- Go.

REACT team is en route,
but it's two hours away.

Chopper's headed to
Extraction Point One.

Kilbride says there's
ten mercs out here.

It means there's
five left.

All right, let's get to
that chopper and take you home.

That's the clearing for
the chopper extract.

Chopper's five minutes out.

That means I'm about two hours
out from a nice ribeye.

Make that three ribeyes
and I'll cover the tequila.

Yeah, that's a plan
I can get behind.

Contact!

Got one at the six.
No shot!

I got four!

Hey.

I got two guards and our
drone pilot at the controller.

All right,
what's the best play?

Got a couple of guards.

They're dispersed
in the middle of the room.

I say we go loud.

Okay.

Three, two, one.

Federal agents,
drop your weapons!

Don't you move.
Hands up, hands up!

The drone pilot!

Rountree, he's running!

- Reload.
- Copy that.

Guys, we got to move!

Rountree.

I'm out!

Drone!

C-4!

Whoa!

Hands up!

Drop your weapon!

Stay down!

Stay down.

Well, that was
not cool at all.

Uh, not a fan of helicopters?

Choppers are fine,
but that one,

that ride-- oof.
Brutal.

Let's eat.

I am starving.

Thanks for bringing
Armenian food, Sabatino.

Oh, well, this isn't
just Armenian.

This is Elena's Greek Armenian.

Best in L.A.

Yo.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

Thank you.
Here you go.

What's with
- the mineral water?
- Mm.

I don't drink.

Mm, is that a health thing
or a Muslim thing?

I... don't think
you can ask her that.

Ah, yeah. Nah, it's cool.

We, uh, we already did this.

I feel like I need to
talk to my HR rep.

That's funny.

Yeah, you know what?
Um, I'll take you tomorrow.

Thanks.

Wait a minute.
You're kidding, right?

You're not serious, are you?

Well, it ain't a ribeye.

But it'll do.

Hey, guys.

To my friend, Weber Yamada.

He was a good dude.

All he did was invite me up
to hunt on his land.

He didn't deserve this.

No, he didn't.

To Weber.

So, all that damn book
publicity they made me do,

it put me on Campos's radar,
didn't it?

Yeah, it looks like it.

He was looking for anybody
involved in his brother's death.

He must have paid top dollar
to find your name.

Yeah, SOCOM needs to identify
who leaked that info.

- Yeah, they do.
- Campos's brother was

a professional ransom kidnapper

with ties to
terrorist organizations.

I, for one, am not sad
- his body's dust.
- Mm.

So, Fatima and Sabatino have
Ronaldo in custody?

Mm-hmm.

He's never gonna see
the light of day again.

Then I hope he has
those vitamin D supplements.

Mm.

Admiral.

Nice work, Agent Blye.

Pass my compliments
and well-wishes on

to Agent Hamilton and Tom Olsen.

Yeah, they can hear you, sir.

There is someone here
who would like to talk to you.

Hi! Rosa!

I'm so sorry
I didn't get to talk to you

before I lost
cell service, I-I...

I know.

I'm sorry.

We were bodysurfing
and having so much fun,

I didn't... KENSI: Oh, my gosh.

You do not need to apologize.
Honestly, it's not your fault.

The admiral picked me up
and we're having pizza,

and he said
he'll wait with me

until you get back to L.A.

That's awesome.

Yeah, I-I should be back home
really soon.

I can't wait to tell you
about today.

Steven was there.

Seriously? Steven was there?

Okay, well, I guess we're gonna
stay up late talking about that.

Um, will you put
the admiral back on, please?

Sure.

- Sir.
- Rosa's fine.

And there's no rush.
Just get here when you can.

I will.
Thank you again so much.

Don't mention it.

No, honestly, this,
this means the world to me.

Why must everything be
about you, Agent Blye?

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