All language subtitles for NCIS_ Los Angeles - 10x13

(breathing heavily)

(tires screeching)

(grunts softly)

(crying out)

(groans)

That's not-- That's not it.

We'll see.

(panting)

Good.

A good man would
put a bullet in your head,

put you out of your misery.

Leave him.

Let's go.

♪ NCIS: LA 10x13 ♪
Better Angels
Original Air Date on January 13, 2019

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

♪
♪

You sure every camera, all
the microphones, they're off?

Yes. I checked twice.

Let's go, come on.

I'm not messing around, Beale.
You're positive?

Deeks... I'm here to help.

Say it.

(exhales)
Okay.

(clears throat)
"I vow with all my heart

"to always be there for you

"in every way
that you might need,

and I vow..."
Okay.

I'm just gonna-- I'm gonna
stop you right there.

I'm just gonna say
a little louder.

Right? The vows are-are

a public proclamation
of your love.

Public and love,

not exactly my forte.
Cool.

But, uh, if she can't hear it,
kinda defeats the purpose.

- So, uh, try again, with gusto.
- Okay.

So, from the diaphragm.

(chuckles)

(loudly):
"I vow with all of my heart

"to always be there for you

"in every way
that you might need.

And I vow to be by your side

in sickness and in health and--"

Oh, my God,
I am gonna kill myself

if I have to say this out loud.
- No, no, no, it's good,

it's good. Keep going.

It's good, really?

'Cause it doesn't feel
like it's good.

No, well, it's--

You know, it's like, um...

How do I say this?

It's ordinary?

Ordinary is good.

Is it?

'Cause it doesn't feel good.

Is that what you
would say with Nell?

Me?
Yeah.

Hell no.
Are you kidding me?

Okay, so then what
would you say?

Um...
Um?

Huh.
Mm.

Hmm. Mm.
It's tough, right?

You want to know why
it's tough?

It's because everything
has already been said.

I taketh my lady into my soul,

and vow to defend thee savagely

with this sword...
Okay.

...as if it were my
own beating heart.

- For thou art, from this day forward...
- "Thou?"

Okay.

...mine own heart.
Seems a little excessive.

- Thy love, the blood in my veins...
- Yeah.

...thy joy, the air in my lungs.

You obviously haven't put
any thought into this at all.

For without thy love and joy...

Should I write this down?

...I surely wouldst wither
and-and die...

- Uh-huh.
- ...as swiftly as without...

as without air, and-and blood.

Uh, yoo-hoo.

Hey.

- Hi.
- How-How's it going? Uh, uh,

did you hear any of that?

Mm, no.

I didn't hear anything.

So we have a case.

Kensi's heading to the Audi,

and the address is
on your phone.

I have never been more happy
to hear those words.

And Beale-- good work.

(clears throat)

Are you sure you didn't
hear any of that?

Nope.

Why do I feel like
you're lying to me?

Eric, I would never lie to you.

(chuckles)

My lord.

(whimpers)

(indistinct radio chatter)

DEEKS:
Alex Elmslie.

- It's been a long time, brother.
- Good to see you.

Yeah, good to see you
as well.

I wish it was under
better circumstances.

- Yeah, what are we looking at?
- Uh, wait a moment.

What's wrong?

I was supposed to meet
David Sarraf.

He's a Syrian working for
the Global Criminal Tribunal.

So you're still with GCT?

Yes.

David told me he had video
of Assad ordering

a chemical weapons attack

that eventually killed
19 civilians,

seven of them children.

It could change everything
if GCT had that.

You're still doing
God's work, Elmslie.

Thank you, but I don't
feel like the Big Man's

on our side right now.

David never showed up
last night.

The police found him here.

A car had driven into him,
crushing him against the wall.

DEEKS: Assad could have people
in the country.

Were there any witnesses?

David didn't die last night.

So, what, is he conscious?

David is still trapped
between the car and the wall.

Oh, my God.

His lower half was
completely crushed,

but the SUV's pressure is
preventing any blood loss.

Are they gonna try and move him?

As soon as they move the car,
he'll die almost immediately.

- Do you want to speak to him?
- Yeah.

Absolutely.

David, this is NCIS
Special Agent Kensi Blye

and Detective Deeks.

- You can trust them.
- Hi, David.

How you doing?

Aside from not feeling
my legs, I'm just wonderful.

Can you tell us what happened?

I received the encrypted file.

As I was downloading it
from the laptop,

I heard men trying
to break into the room.

I grabbed the flash drive, and
I left through the fire escape.

I sent people to his room,
but the laptop is gone,

so there's no copy.

I was followed.
There were six or seven of them.

KENSI:
Did you know any of them?

No. They were Syrian.

My guess, Mukhabarat.

That's the Syrian military
intelligence directorate.

Yeah, Assad's secret police.

Currently, Syrians are not
allowed in the country.

I'm gonna see what Eric
and Nell can dig up.

Yeah.

Sorry. Thank you.

So, when they left,
did they leave on foot,

or did they get into
another vehicle?

They got into an SUV.

It was, uh...
a Highlander.

It was black.

I can't believe
I remembered that.

(shudders)

(exhales)

It's getting hard to breathe.

I need to talk to my wife.

We're trying. It's tough to
get her on the line. Damascus...

I need to speak to her. I--

David, everybody at GCT
is working on it.

(shudders)

- This is, uh, a little scary.
- It's okay. Hang in there.

We're right here.
We're here for you, okay?

- We're right here.
DEEKS: So, Eric ran facial rec

of all immigrants
and visitors

currently in the U.S.
against names

of known members in Mukhabarat.

According to his
Lebanese passport,

his name is Rashid Mourtada.

- That's him.
- All right.

Well, his real name is
General Joram Naser.

He's Syrian, but he's here on a
Lebanese diplomatic passport.

We're gonna get this guy.

You did good.

Eric, Nell, black Highlander.

Joram Naser's the man.
Kaleidoscope, facial rec,

throw everything we got at him.
I want this guy.

The flash drive is
vitally important.

It could save hundreds
of thousands of lives.

It could get the West
to intervene

and possibly end the war.

We both know they
probably destroyed that

two minutes after
they took it from him.

Maybe not.

It was encrypted.

Naser would need to know
he actually had it.

He won't destroy it until he's
sure he got what he came for.

So there's still a chance.

Hey, we got the Highlander
driving away from the alley,

and an hour later,
sitting in the parking lot

of the Sheraton in Studio City.

Callen and Sam are
on their way.

All right, tell 'em we'll
meet 'em there. We gotta go.

- Kensi, please.
- Yes, David?

Don't leave.

- Deeks?
- Absolutely. You should stay.

See if he can ID any
of the men with Naser.

- Thank you.
DEEKS: We got this. You did good.

(tires screeching)

(lock beeps)

Federal agents!

- Clear.
- Clear.

Clear.

(Callen sighs)

Hey, uh, Eric just found
hotel security footage

of Naser and the team
leaving their room

20 minutes before you got there.

He's looking for
the black Highlander now.

- Copy that.
- He's gonna try to leave the country.

If he doesn't have the skills
or the tools

to break the encryption code
on that flash drive,

he might try
to take it with him.

Check out the gray SUV
behind me.

- Tinted windows?
- Mm-hmm.

CALLEN: It's been sitting there
since we arrived.

If we make him, he's gonna run.

(scoffs)

(tires screeching)

(horn honking)

Put your hands on the wheel!

Do not lower 'em
out of sight.

Now, get out of the car slowly.

We could have shot you.

So now you're
following us?

You sound paranoid.

Well, it's either that
or you're on a staycation

here all by yourself.

You're looking for Joram Naser;

so am I.
- Why are you on this?

DHS facial rec pinged Naser
and a group of his guys

going through immigration.

Problem was, the alert came in
about four hours too late,

and now they're in the country
under aliases,

using Lebanese passports,

which can't
be a great.

- Why are you on this?
SAM: Slow down, Opie. You saw us.

- Why'd you try to run?
- Because if you knew

that I was on the case,
I might get pulled,

and I got nearly a month in on
this trying to find these guys.

So now, one more time, with
feeling: why are you on this?

He stole a flash drive
from a human rights worker.

It was video evidence
of Assad ordering

a chemical weapons attack
on civilians.

Well, now I know why he's here.

We gonna work together on this?

For now.

Love you, too.

KENSI: Wow.
He looks like you.

You find my Instagram?

Yeah, I did.

Your son is so beautiful.

Sur-Surray?

"Surray" means "river."

The flow of life.

That's what he was
for me and my wife.

Go two photos down.

Assad's chemical
weapons attack.

He was eight.

I ran to his school

and I carried him
to the hospital, and...

...then I watched him die.

- I'm so sorry...
- It was horrible.

Blood was coming out of his nose
and his mouth and...

He was in incredible pain.

Fighting to breathe.

(sniffles)

That's why you joined the GCT.

We are fighting a beast.

He murders children.

And the world just looks on
like it's YouTube.

They do nothing.

I was most certainly
not going to do nothing.

Well, you're a hero, David.

That flash drive

is truth dragged
into light.

If we don't get it,
my life will have no purpose.

Surray's life
will have no purpose.

All there will be is darkness.

(phone ringing)

I'm sorry.

It's okay.
I'm so sorry.

(sniffles)

DEEKS:
Hey.

No Naser.

- Yeah, I heard.
- How's David doing?

Okay. I mean, he's conscious.

It's just all really surreal,
you know?

His son died
in a chemical weapons attack.

Oh, my God.

Honestly, I don't know
how you come back from that.

I don't think you do.

Um...

Does he remember
anything else about

Naser's men?

Uh, yes. He said one of them had

red shoes, like basketball
shoes, a red T-shirt

under a black sweat suit
with a red stripe,

like it all matched.

Red shoes, black sweat suit.
Color-coordinated.

All right, got it.
I'm gonna call Beale.

ERIC: That's Red Shoes. All
right, I got him at the hotel.

Got his vehicle, plates.
It's a white Camry.

Traffic cam picked him up
on Hayvenhurst

just outside Van Nuys Airport.

He's trying to get a private
plane out of the country.

CALLEN: Let us know
if he makes a move.

ERIC: All right.
NELL: Yep.

All right, we
can't seem to get

David's wife on
the line in Syria.

There's almost no
infrastructure left.

It's most likely
not going to happen.

No, no, no.
You have got to keep trying.

- Elmslie, this is not an option.
- We will.

Look, right now,
you're the person

closest to him that we've got.
He trusts you.

He seems to be calmer
talking to you.

I was just speaking with
the doctors just now,

and it seems like it might
be best for you to tell him.

What does that mean?
What are you trying to say?

That when they move the car,
he's gonna die.

He doesn't know?

We were trying to get his wife
on the line.

We wanted to see how
that was gonna be handled.

No, Elmslie,
I am not the person...

Just-just think about it.

Okay?

It would be a good thing.

(engine revving,
tires screeching)

CALLEN: Federal agents!
SAM: Do not run!

CALLEN:
He's not listening.

(tires screeching)

G? Watch it, watch it!

(tires screeching)

Out of the car!

Put your hands where
I can see them.

DEEKS: Put
your hands up!

Slow. Nice and easy.
Get out of the car.

- Get out of the car. Move, move!
- Hands up.

SAM: Turn around.
DEEKS: On the ground, now!

TURK: That's him.
Let's go...

That's him.

CALLEN:
I got you covered.

No weapon, no flash drive.

We need that drive.
I got him. Check the car.

Hey, where's the drive?

Hey. Easy.

Where's the drive?!

Where's the drive?

What the hell?

Turk.

Come on, let him go, man.

I'm just letting him know
who he's dealing with.

Let him go!
Talk to me!

Hey, come on.

I said that's enough.

That's not close to enough.

So why'd you run?

I am not familiar
with the United States.

I thought we were
being, uh, robbed.

You think thieves yell "federal
agent" when they rob you?

I didn't hear that.

I, uh,
my English is not so good.

You didn't hear it
or you didn't understand it?

Clearly, neither.

And you got no idea
where the flash drive is, huh?

Hmm?
So sorry.

I don't really know
what you're talking about.

CALLEN:
And just to be clear,

you're not Syrian general
Joram Naser?

My name is Rashid Mourtada.

I am Lebanese.

And I am traveling under
a diplomatic passport.

Right now, no one
knows you're here,

so don't get too
excited about that.

CALLEN: Yeah, we lose you
in the federal system

'cause, say,
we got your name wrong,

it may be weeks
before someone finds you.

I don't know
how else to tell you.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

I'm here as an adviser
to a diplomatic team

in the Lebanese consulate.

You know, your English seems
pretty damn good to me.

The clock is ticking
on this guy.

State finds out we got
him, he could be released

and out of the country
within hours.

Let's just keep building
a case against him,

make it that much harder
for them to cut him loose.

CALLEN: We'll see what we can
get out of Red Shoes.

You guys take Naser
over to David Sarraf.

Let's at least get a positive ID out
of him while we still can.

So we're gonna have David ID

the man that killed him
before he dies.

TURK: And
you thought

I was too rough on him.

(door opens)
TURK: Get up. Move.

CALLEN:
Something's going on with him.

Keep your eyes open.

On it.

KENSI:
They're here.

- Are you ready to do this? Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Definitely.
- David, if you're ready,

we're gonna record
your statement.

Okay.

All right, you good?

TURK:
Rolling.

I'm Detective
Martin Deeks, LAPD.

I'm Special Agent
Kensi Blye, NCIS.

DEEKS: This is
being recorded

by NCIS Special Agent Arlo Turk.

It is January 14,
2019, 10:04 a.m.

Please state your name,
date of birth and nationality.

David Sarraf, November 10, 1981.

- I am Syrian.
DEEKS: And please tell us

what happened last night.

I was chased by this man.

From NCIS's investigation
thus far, we believe

this is Syrian general
Joram Naser.

Please tell us
what happened next.

I was cornered
into this alleyway,

and this man
drove his car into me.

DEEKS: Please show
how Mr. Sarraf

is pinned between
the wall and the car.

Then he left me to die,

but I didn't die.
- This is crazy.

I have never seen
this man before.

He took flash drive from me
that shows security footage

of President Bashar
Al-Assad ordering

chemical weapons attacks
on his own citizens.

And you're sure
that this man, Joram Naser,

is the one that did this to you?

Absolutely, with 100% certainty.

DEEKS: Well, then,
we're done.

- And so are you.
DAVID: You've destroyed Syria.

You and Assad killed hundreds of
thousands of innocent Syrians.

You murdered children.

I am Lebanese.
I don't have to listen to this.

Yes, you do. And when the U.S.
courts are done with you,

you'll be tried
in front of a world tribunal

for crimes against humanity.

- You are all clearly mistaken.
- Let's go.

You and Assad killed my son!

Hey, it's okay.
Just breathe.

(exhales, sniffles)

What is this?

Detective Martin Deeks,
Special Agent Arlo Turk,

Anna Iloka, State Department.
You want to tell us

what this is all about?
- You are currently

illegally holding
Rashid Mourtada.

He's Lebanese, here as part
of a diplomatic team.

You are to hand over
Mr. Mourtada immediately.

I'm sorry,
you got to be kidding me.

ELMSLIE:
This isn't Mourtada.

This is General Joram Naser,

and he's wanted
for crimes against humanity

by the Global Criminal Tribunal.

TURK: Not to mention,
in all likelihood,

murder here in the U.S.

This is a State Department
issue.

It should have been brought
to our attention immediately.

Uncuff him.

ELMSLIE:
Hang on a second.

ILOKA: He'll be returned
to his consulate

and we'll begin investigating
his identity

and the allegations against him.

And if he should leave
the country in the interim?

That's between us and
the Lebanese government.

Come on. Let's go.

We should have
been made aware.

This is our purview,
and you know it.

(engine starts)

(siren wails)

We cannot tell David

that Naser was handed
to the State Department.

I mean, how did they even
know that we had him?

Look, I don't know.
Um, I have a problem.

Talk to me.

Elmslie wants me to be the one

to tell David
that he's gonna die.

- What? Nobody told him?
- No.

I think they're waiting
for his wife

to get on the phone with him
or something, but...

I just... I-I...

I don't know what to do.

I mean, deep down inside,
he's got to know he's dying.

And if he knows that, and
his wife can't be here,

then you're the person
he wants to be with,

'cause you're his
connection to life.

Listen, baby.

Your kindness,
your humanity, your beauty...

(sighs)

Gosh, this is not
how I saw my day going

when I woke up this morning.

Some days we put bad
guys in jail, right?

- And those are the good days.
- Yeah.

And days like today,
the tough days,

if you want to help, if you want
to do some good in this world...

I should be the one to tell him.

Baby, you're all he's got.

But then, that means he
got pretty lucky today.

DAVID:
I wish something

I did or said to Naser

would change the way I feel.

(grunts)

But all I want in life is
to have my son back.

I know.

Putting Naser in jail
doesn't help that.

Yeah, but it
might prevent somebody else

from getting their son killed.

You do know how to say
the right thing.

What's wrong?

I have to tell you
something, David.

When they move this car,
you're going to die.

And there's nothing
they can do about it.

The car is the only thing
stopping you from bleeding out.

I'm sorry.

(exhales)

I understand.

(sniffles)

I'm so sorry, David.
I'm so sorry.

Could you try and do
one thing for me?

Oh, my gosh, of
course, of course.

What-what do you need?
Anything. What do you need?

Please help me hear
my wife's voice one more time.

If I can just have that...

Ab-Absolutely.

David, of course.
I promise you,

I promise you I'm
gonna get this done.

Her name is Karima Sarraf.

(faintly):
Okay.

(chuckles softly)

I guess I like people
whose name starts with "K."

Kensi.

Karima Sarraf. Okay.

- Thank you.
- Okay.

Thank you.

For being the one to tell me.

(sniffles)

(line ringing)

Guys, I need to find somebody

in Damascus who's gonna put

David's wife on the phone.

Her name is Karima Sarraf.

(groans)

Uh, I have a friend, his
name is Dr. Malcolm Smith.

I'm pretty sure he's with
Doctors Without Borders

in Syria right now.

Also get Special Forces,
get journalists,

get Red Crescent,
anybody that can put a satphone

in Karima's hands.
- Got it.

We don't have a lot of time.

Thank you very, very much.

Hey. Heard you
wanted to talk to me.

I just spoke with my contact
at the State Department.

Turns out they were
made aware that NCIS

had custody
of a Lebanese national

here on a diplomatic passport

by NCIS agent Arlo Turk.
- Turk? What?

He just left
15 minutes ago.

(line ringing)

- He sold us out.
- Eric,

I need to find Turk now.

(Deeks groans)

DEEKS:
So, what...

no good-byes?
- You wanted a hug?

I mean, detectives
have feelings, too.

I'll buy you some
flowers later.

Great. I love petunias.

Lebanese consulate?

We're too late.

DSS turned him over; Lebanese
let Naser walk immediately.

My guess is they're trying
to get him on a flight

before we're able
to intercept him.

Well, there's a good chance
we're not gonna find him

and he's gonna get
out of the country,

which just begs the
question to be asked...

Why'd I tip
the State Department?

Yeah.

I mean, you screwed up
the whole operation.

NCIS Special Agent
Ronnie Williams.

He was my partner for six years.

I'm godfather to his kids.

Naser was running weapons
to Hezbollah in Lebanon.

Naser made Ronnie,
swiped him off the street.

A week later,

I found his body.

He'd been electrocuted
and burned.

I still can't talk to his wife

without her
breaking down in tears.

There's not a conversation
in six years

that woman
doesn't cry out in pain.

I've been hunting this guy
ever since.

That's why you
were at the hotel.

- You saw what he did to David.
- Yeah.

What kind of human being
does that?

Which is why you don't want him
in the system.

I want him gone from this earth.

- Yeah, no, I can see that.
- So I suppose

it'd be silly to ask you
not to mention this.

You know that's
not gonna happen.

We need him alive.
We need that drive.

The drive's been destroyed,
and you know it.

Wow. As if I needed
any more indication

you're completely
out of control.

I'm in complete control.

You don't have
to do this.

He's not worth your career.

There's career...

and then there's
living with yourself.

- I get that.
- No, you don't.

- Yeah, I do.
- No.

You don't.

(door closes, engine starts)

Beale, I need you
to keep tabs on Turk's car,

and need you to connect me
with Callen, quick.

Oh, and order me
a frickin' Uber.

Hey.

DAVID: Did you recover the drive?
- Not yet.

Keep working on Naser.

Do what it takes
to get him to talk.

You're gonna keep working
on Naser, right?

- Don't give up.
- No, we would never do that.

Just give us
a minute, okay?

Guys... Please.

Look, if Turk kills Naser,
this has all been a waste.

- We need the flash drive.
- I know.

The evidence could save lives
and possibly end the war.

We're gonna find Turk.
Sam and Callen are on it.

Assad will pour money and men

into getting Naser
and the flash drive back.

Alex, we understand that.

It was a selfish act.

You should have been
ahead of this.

We didn't know
what was going on.

Turk is NCIS.
He's your agent.

David has given his life
for that drive.

Assad has killed children
in their sleep.

This is on you
and your team.

Find Naser.

He's not wrong.

No, he's not.

I haven't gotten a hit on Turk's
phone in the last 30 minutes.

SAM:
He must have turned it off.

He stopped two blocks up.

Looks like
it's a parking structure.

I've got his car
on a security camera

on the lower level--

it's parked halfway down
on the right.

ERIC: Looks like he hasn't gotten out.
SAM: Copy that.

- That's his car down there on the right.
- I'll block him in.

- Maybe he'll let this thing end peacefully.
- That's wishful thinking.

Turk, get out.
There's nowhere to go.

Let's talk it out, Turk.

Uh, uh, I have no money.

We're not robbing you.
We're federal agents.

- What's your name?
- Zahid.

- This isn't your car, Zahid.
- I drive Uber.

A guy hit me on the app
and gave me $300

to drive his car around
for an hour.

Wasn't supposed
to stop.

Can I still keep the money?

DEEKS: So you're telling me
we have no idea

where Turk is?

SAM:
Uber driver started off

at Staples Center, but that
was over 30 minutes ago.

- Did you lose him?
- Hold on one second.

CALLEN:
Let's think this through.

Turk cut Naser loose,

but he's not gonna lose him.
- Right.

He must be tracking him somehow.

Well, if he was smart,

he would have tagged Naser
with Overwatch spray.

Hey, Eric,

check all the Overwatch trackers
in L.A., see if there were any

around the Staples Center
about an hour ago.

Uh, there were two.
One's currently in Pasadena,

and the other one's
in Inglewood.

We got Pasadena.

I'll take Inglewood.
I need your car.

Thank you, thank you. Just stay
right there and please hold.

NELL: Hey, Kens?
Yeah. I'm here.

Your Doctors
Without Borders friend,

he made it to David's apartment
and located his wife.

- He found Karima?
NELL: He's there with her now.

I have them both on the line.

- Just dial in.
- David, we found your wife.

(line ringing)

Okay, Kens,
I'm patching you in now.

Here.

Karima?

(crying quietly)

I love you so much.

Just listen to me,
my love.

- There's something I need to tell you.
- You know what, guys,

if you could give us some
privacy, please? Thank you.

I don't want this conversation
to be about what...

I'm gonna tell you.

I want this to be
about us.

Our love.

Please listen.

Please. Just listen.

There is so much to talk about.

(sighs)

♪ ♪

(grunting)

(fire alarm ringing)

(speaking Syrian)

(alarm continues ringing)

(gunshots)

(gunfire)

Federal agent!

(cell phone ringing)
Yo, what up?

- Hey, is that you?
- Yeah, it's me, Raggedy Ann.

Mind telling them
to stop firing and have

a nice, little conversation?
- I don't think they'll listen.

- Then we should shut them up.
- I'd love to.

One, two, three.

(gunfire continues)

What's up there, Carrot Top?

Looks like that lifesaving's

officially paid back.
- You got this?

What do you mean
"do I got this"?

What're you talking about?
You're doing great.

Confidence is high.
Where are you... Turk!

(gunfire continues outside)

(gunfire continues)

Ah...

(gunshots)

(empty chamber clicks)

Uh, that's not how this goes.

How does it go?

You remember Ronnie Williams?

Lebanon.

2012.

You burnt him,

electrocuted him.

Left his body in a junkyard.

You do remember.

He was my partner...

and my friend.

You gotta be kidding me.

Ah!

Son of a bitch.

Hah. Ah...

Ah!

Yah!

Come on!

(choking)

I just wish I had more time
to make you suffer.

- Clear.
- Clear.

You guys know I had this, right?

- Yeah, sure.
- Where's Turk?

He went after Naser.

Turk?

So how you want
to play this?

Turk's a good man.
Did save our lives.

I don't know.

CALLEN:
Turk?

I could use a hand.

- What happened?
- He tripped.

He took a bad fall.

Yeah, he's going
to be okay, though.

Are you gonna be all right?

Yeah.

You did good.
You did amazing.

Especially the part where
you just left me at the Alamo.

Found this in his pocket.

How you like me now?

That's gonna
mean a lot. Kens?

KENSI (on phone): Yeah?
Is he still alive?

Yes. Tell me something
good, babe.

We got the drive.

I got the drive.
I got the drive.

(chuckles)

David, I've got
great news.

Eric checked the drive.
It's all there.

It's a good recording.
We've got him.

The world will see

what Assad is doing
to his own people.

Praise be to Allah.

You did it, David. You did it.

I'm happy,

but the thing is,

when I spoke to my wife,

I realized that my life
did have meaning...

Yes.

...whether you recovered
the drive or not.

And the meaning was our love,

my love for my son...
- Mm-hmm.

...my father and my mother.

Those are the
precious gifts.

And even if I didn't have them
for as long as I'd hoped...

I had them.

Yeah.

That's the important thing.

I lived, I loved,

and I was loved.

What more can I ask from life?

Not much more
than that.

David?
(exhales)

I'm ready.

I'm ready.

It's just a sedative,

in case there's pain
when we move the car.

♪ ♪

(exhales) Kensi...

Yeah?

You're my angel.

♪ Hiding ♪

♪ In the rose petals ♪

♪ Holding ♪

♪ Only what you know... ♪

I'm sorry,
I can't watch.

You don't have to.

(crying)

Oh, my God.

(exhales)

(crying): I'm sorry.

Was there anything on the drive?

It was erased.

- Wow.
- Eric said it's not recoverable.

Oh, my gosh.

Thank you...

for all you did.

Deeks.

Is he...

♪ Hiding... ♪

Hey.

You okay?

(crying)
Oh, baby.

Kens, look at me.

You did good today.

Hmm?

You did good.

I love you.

I love you, too.

That's all that matters.

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
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