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♪ ♪

Lieutenant Commander Audry Garrett,

reporting for duty.

♪ ♪

[deep, trembling breaths]

[phone chimes]

I'm sorry.

I can't do this.

AUTOMATED VOICE: Message sent.

AUTOMATED VOICE: You have one new message.

"Understood."

[deep, trembling breaths continue]

No.

[tires squealing]

No. [Gasps]

No!

[screams]

♪ ♪

[grunts fiercely]

[panting]

This time for real.

I can tell you're holding back, so come and get it.

[breathing heavily]

[scoffs]

What happened? Why'd you stop?

Nothing. I...

Kate?

I'm afraid I'm gonna hurt you, okay?

I'm like... like double your size.

Katherine Marie Whistler,

listen to me... you are amazing.

Thank you. Okay.

At so many things... Yes, cyber things,

decorating things, Scrabble things.

I've never beaten you, not once.

Well, I keep telling you to save your S's.

But this is combat training things.

And I assure you

from the bottom of my endless heart

that there is no world in which you are gonna take me down.

Look, I know. It's just...

'Cause I know all the tricks.

For taller opponents,

armed opponents, multiple opponents.

Well, now you're just trying to turn me on.[claps]

Listen.

The point is,

let me help you become

the most amazing badass fighter that I know you have in you.

I do, okay? I have it in me.

Yeah. I just want...

I want "fighting bad guys" Whistler

to be as tough as

"responding to emails" Whistler, so let's try again.

[breathing deeply]

Oh, wait, wait. Oh! Really?

Yeah. A battle cry.A... a battle what?

It's a scream. It'll help.

You use your voice to propel your strength.

All the greats use it. Trust me.

[yells fiercely]

[both grunting]

[exhales heavily, chuckles]

Yep.

[exhales heavily]

[ringtone playing]

I think it's your phone.

Uh, well, I guess we're... done for today.

That was really good.

[chuckles]

Yeah, well,

you know, duty calls.

[ringtone continues]

Oh, yeah. Come on.

Come on.

♪ ♪

TENNANT: Morning. KAI: Hey.

What happened here?

Car lost control, hit the trailer

at what looks to be full speed.

Victim dead on impact.

Ooh. That's unfortunate.

Yeah. Why did HPD call us?

The driver is Lieutenant Commander Audry Garrett, 33.

Driving a military vehicle with government plates.

Even more unfortunate.

No brake marks on the road leading up to the crash,

so either the brakes failed or...

She didn't use them.

What'd you pull?

Nothing. Car's basically empty.

No purse, wallet, gym bag.

Just this busted cell phone.

Any idea where she was heading?

Somewhere important, judging by the uniform.

No brake marks, no personal belongings,

dressed in her whites.Yeah.

I was thinking the same thing.

What?

Maybe she didn't intend to go anywhere.

You mean like a suicide?

It happens.

That's odd.

What?

There's no officer's crest on the cover.

That's an oversight.

Especially for a lieutenant commander

with over a decade in service.

I'll check in with her CO,

see where she might have been heading.

Good.

Let's go see Commander Garrett's next of kin.

This never gets easier.

Worst part of the job.

[knocking]MAN: Excuse me.

Can I help you?

Michael Garrett? Yes.

Jane Tennant, Special Agent in Charge, NCIS.

What's this about?

Your wife was, um...

she was involved in a car accident this morning.

WOMAN: Honey, who is it?

MICHAEL: It's NCIS agents.

Did something happen to the car?

Not that I know of.

I'm sorry, are you...

Lieutenant Commander Audry Garrett.

How can I help you?

So you're saying this dead woman was impersonating me?

We don't know.

Her body was found wearing a Navy officer uniform

with your name tags and your ribbons on it.

That's impossible.

My name tag, ribbons, they're all in my bedroom.

Uh, Michael? MICHAEL: Still looking.

We realize how disturbing this all sounds.

Yeah. Have you noticed anything else missing?

Like, uh, credit cards, jewelry, other valuables?

No. No, nothing is missing.

I barely leave the house these days.

I mean, I am 72 months pregnant.

Michael! MICHAEL: Got it.

Babe, they're all here.

Your CAC I.D., your wallet, your medals and ribbons.

Okay. See?

This is all just a big mistake.

Commander, these aren't real medals.

They're replicas.

Yeah. Ribbons, too.

The originals were on our victim.

Why would someone do that?

Hey, when was the last time you used your CAC I.D.?

Daily until four weeks ago.

I'm on medical leave.

My doctor said I had to take it easy.

This I.D. is fake.

It's not a real bar code.

Look, I've seen them on the island before.

People buy them on the Internet,

and they use them to get military discounts.

You're saying this dead woman also stole my CAC I.D.?

She didn't have it on her when she was found.

[scoffs] Okay, I'm sorry, but this is insane.

Look, we're gonna need a list of everyone

who's visited your home in the last four weeks.

Sure. Yeah, but, okay, to be clear,

you think someone came into my house,

stole my CAC I.D., my medals, my ribbons,

and then replaced them with replicas

all so they could get a discount at the NEX?

We don't know yet. TENNANT: But we do know

that someone worked really hard to impersonate you

and now they're dead.

[groans]

Uh, you're a little young for a hip replacement, Luce.

Oh, just, you know, recovering from a...

good old-fashioned hard workout.

What you got on Commander Garrett?

None of Commander Garrett's credit cards were taken.

No indication her I.D. was used to take out loans

or any kind of purchases.

So, if money wasn't a motive, what was?

ERNIE: The CAC itself.

The real Commander Garrett hasn't used it in over a month.

But according to Navy security databases,

the card was used to access several locations on base.

This is her five days ago accessing a computer

at Pac Fleet HQ.

She even knew Garrett's pass code.

Could this be espionage? It's possible.

Nothing remotely top secret was accessed.

She did go into the DEERS database

of active duty service members.

Possibly looking for more targets to steal from.

But stealing what?

[whistling a tune]

Bam Bam.

Can I help you?

Ah. We met the other week.

Potential explosion.

I was looking for bad guys.

You were deactivating a bomb.

Mm-mm.

Huh.

Um, you're sitting at my desk.

Oh. You're Agent Boone.

Exactly.

So, did you get my text about the car?

That's why I'm here.

[chuckles]

And?

Car was moving between 65 and 70 miles per hour

at the point of impact.

Hit the divider on the driver side.

Engine block crushed the victim on impact.

Any indication that the driver tried to use the brakes?

No. Brakes work just fine.

So it was suicide.

Doubtful.

Accident? Nope.

You gonna tell me, or should I keep guessing?

The car's supercomputer system was hacked.

Received a message from a remote location

moments before the accident,

telling the vehicle to disable the brakes.

How is that even possible?

Oh, it's so much easier than you think.

All cars made after 2016 are embedded

with electronic units that help monitor and control

core vehicle functions, so navigation,

steering, brakes.

Cars have essentially become a computer on wheels.

Yep.

This victim couldn't stop the crash.

Didn't even know it was coming.

This wasn't a suicide.

It was murder.

I've never seen this woman before.

You sure?

Yeah, I think I'd remember

if my creepy doppelganger came over for tea.

You got my visitor list? KAI: Yes.

Uh, mother-in-law, doula, housekeepers.

And, uh, we're still following up,

but so far, no one's raised any red flags.

TENNANT: What about work?

Before you went on leave, were you involved

with any classified operations?

[laughing]: Classified? No.

No, I'm a pork chop.

Supply Corps officer.

Blankets, beans and Band-Aids. AUDRY: Exactly.

Essential but pretty mundane.

Definitely not classified.

Can you think of anything that you have access to

that might be more dangerous than canned goods? Um...

No, not off the top of my head.

Look, I am happy to help in any way that I can.

And I'd like to get my CAC card back,

put this whole mess behind me before...

you know.

I wish it were that simple, Commander Garrett.

Look, we have reason to believe

that the woman impersonating you didn't just die.

She was murdered.

Oh.

Hey, we're still putting the pieces together,

but it is possible her murder

had something to do with why she was impersonating you.

Am I in danger?

We'll put a security detail on you just in case, okay?

Let's go over that visitor list one more time.

Dude.

Ernie. Not used to seeing you at AFMES.

You got a hot lead?

Well, still trying to piece together

our mystery woman's cell phone.

Car she crashed turned out to be a dead end,

stolen off a used car lot in Hawai'i Kai four days ago.

Owner didn't even realize it was missing till I called.

So, basically, you got nothing

and you're hoping Chase can help.[scoffs]

Basically.Right.

CHASE: It's your lucky day.

Ignorance is bliss,

but it certainly has teeth.

Our dead woman had very specific

stainless steel alloys in her bridgework,

only found in Eastern Europe.

Hmm. So we're looking at Albania, Hungary, Moldova...

They're Bulgarian.

How can you be sure?

A serial number.

Can it be traced?

ERNIE: Well, it's possible. There aren't databases

that specifically deal in dental implants,

but if I can narrow down the manufacturer...

Vessela Toska.

The victim's name.

I called the dentist in Burgas and was able to confirm.

You-you speak Bulgarian?

Picked up a few key phrases from my ex,

Antov Kosmanitov.

But mostly, we spoke the language of love.

Toska is a recent immigrant to the island,

here on an expired H-2 visa.

It's hard to track down temporary workers.

They move around a lot, so...

Toska's last known address,

three miles from the crash site.

Will you look at that?

I'll alert the team.

Thank you, Commander.

Ernie.

Right. Well, I... I guess I'll, uh...

Scalpel.

What, you've never assisted in an autopsy before?

♪ ♪

Whoa. Interesting.

What?

KAI: Vessela Toska with blonde hair.

Does it remind you of anyone?

Mm, yeah. Commander Garrett.

Huh.

Brown hair dye.

And lots of it.

KAI: No, I meant someone else we both know.

Someone tall, blonde.

I don't know anyone who fits that description.

Okay, now you're just messing with me.

Any sign of the CAC?

No, not yet.

But it doesn't exactly look like a hotbed of stolen goods.

But I did find another uniform.

Happy Housekeepers?

Yeah, the same cleaning service the Garretts use.

That must be how she gained access

to Garrett's personal items.

I thought Audry didn't recognize her from the CCTV footage.

No, she didn't.

Maybe someone else from the cleaning service

stole her medals and CAC I.D.

Vessela wasn't working alone.

Happy Housekeepers owner Lydia Petrov.

A 20-year immigrant, and like Vessela Toska,

also from Bulgaria.

Yeah, before she started her cleaning company here on Oahu,

she had multiple indictments for identity theft

and wire fraud on the mainland.

WHISTLER: She was caught running a phone banking boiler room.

Allegedly scamming seniors in the six figures.

FBI ultimately didn't have enough evidence to convict.

Stolen money was never recovered.

Sounds like all the makings of a small-time criminal mastermind.

JESSE: Uh, now she's on to something else.

Ernie found two other sailors,

one in logistics and one in finance,

whose CAC I.D.'s are gone.

Let me guess... they both used

Happy House Cleaners to clean their homes.

Exactly.

Logistics, supplies and finance.

They all have to be related.

But nothing's been stolen. Whatever Lydia was up to,

it was worth murdering Vessela Toska.

Why don't we roll up the other housekeepers,

get 'em to flip? TENNANT: We don't have enough leverage.

We don't even know why Toska was impersonating

Commander Garrett in the first place.

We need to get into the Happy Housekeepers operation.

Oh, I volunteer my apartment to be cleaned.

I second that idea.

I mean, if-if it'll help with the case.

TENNANT: Okay, but we need to get in deeper.

We need to understand why Petrov wanted someone

to impersonate Commander Garrett.

KAI: Hey, maybe that's our way in.

If Petrov still has Garrett's CAC I.D.,

then maybe she's looking for another impersonator.

What, like send in another brunette to finish the job?

That's a stretch.

Is it, though?

I mean, even if Petrov doesn't take the bait,

we still learn more than we know now.

LUCY: Which isn't much.

It's worth a shot.

If only we knew someone who could pass as Garrett...

Fair-skinned, athletic, tall.

[gasps]

Oh, I see it now.

[sighs]

Wh-When I said it was worth a shot, I-I didn't mean...

Okay, you sure this is gonna come out?

Yeah, it's just a rinse.

It'll come out in a few washes.

Maybe ten.

[laughs]This was a terrible idea.

Oh, come on. "Everyday Brown"

was the best option that the drugstore had.

Not that. Sending me in on this mission.

I mean, I'm only just getting my feet wet

as a field agent.

And you're crushing it, Kate.

All I heard at that barbecue was how much FBI loves you.

But this is different. I've never gone undercover.

I mean, what-what if I freeze when Petrov asks me questions?

You won't freeze.

You're gonna do great. You may even have some fun.

Yeah, I don't get to play poker, Lucy.

I'm cleaning houses.

And that is if I succeed at the interview.

Don't underestimate yourself.

Like this morning... You floored me.

Me, Lucy Tara.

I've seen you come up against a lot of obstacles,

and every time, you overcome them.

Like winning you back with singing?

Exactly.

[laughs]

But don't do that tomorrow.

The singing.

[both chuckle]But...

I have complete faith in you.

Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

What's that, now?

FBI manual on going undercover. Gonna read it.

Oh, okay, yeah.

I'm gonna just...

sit here.

Okay, but what if she asks to speak to references?

Uh, it's not Goldman Sachs.

KAI: Hey, if she does,

just call Ernie.

Yeah, keep it simple, Whistler, you know?

You're just a down-on-your-luck lady looking for a job.

And we're right here if something goes wrong.

No, I'm good. I mean, I was up all night

reading the FBI manual.

Got all the way to "Affects and Accents."

Okay, well, hopefully, it wasn't alphabetical.

Do you remember your back story?

Yes. We talked about a... a bad breakup, maybe a bad boss.

KAI: Expired work visa,

desperate to make ends meet, dark past.

[sighs] Okay.

[phone beeps]

[sighs]

[clears throat]

Uh, excuse me. I-I was hoping to...

We don't take walk-ins.

The thing is, I'm...

I'm looking for a job in a hurry and...

[sighs] Fill out form online.

We'll contact you in seven to ten business days. Goodbye.

[breathes heavily, sobs]

Sorry.

I was just...

I was really hoping this would work.

I'm desperate for a job.

Oh, come now.

No reason to have such pretty girl cry in my office.

Come, sit down. Let's talk.

Okay.

LYDIA: Tell me, why are you looking

for job cleaning houses?

Well, you know, I've always liked cleaning.

Organizing, really.

Uh, closets, pantries.

My mother used to say that clutter was nothing more

than postponed decisions. Shh!

Why do you need a job cleaning houses?

Clearly, this is not your best option.

I lost my work visa.

I'm from Canada originally.

Long way from home. Why come here?

Well, I had a boyfriend who worked in shipping,

and I came here with him.

Then I got a job in hospitality, but, you know,

that didn't work out.

With guy or with job?

Both.

What did you do in Canada?

I-I was a baker.

In Toronto.

You know, uh,

bread, cookies, occasionally cakes.

I-I like working with my hands.

You know, being outside or-or inside.

You know, whatever... whatever the job calls for.

Have you ever been convicted of a felony?

No.

You seem nervous.

I'm... [sighs]

Sorry, I-I am nervous. I just...

Look, I could really use the money right now.

I'm just... I'm willing to do just about anything.

Okay. Interview over.

Oh, please, if-if you... if you just

give me a chance, then I can... I can...

Go to this address at noon.

Meet with my girls.

To...

To clean?

No, to bake cake.

Yes, to clean.

It's trial run.

If it goes well, if my girls like you,

then I will call you,

see if I have position for your skill set.

Yes. Thank you.

I-I won't let you down, Ms. Petrov.

We shall see.

[chuckles]

No.

Now you go.

♪ ♪

[chuckles]

Hear that? I got a trial.

You did. Yeah. Nice.

Nice job, Whistler.

Okay. Well, I mean, I'm ready for notes.

What'd I do wrong?

Nothing. Uh, I loved the crying part.

Yeah. Yeah, way to flip the script.

That was... nice.

Okay, guys, just, you know, be honest.

I can take the feedback. You know...

...maybe tomorrow, talk about

things that are a little closer to home.

Like, keep it personal.

KAI: Or just...

just stick to the story we agreed on,

like... criminal past.

Yeah. Not so much detail that's, uh...

unnecessary. Unnecessary?

LUCY [over radio]: Good news, guys. It's gonna be a slog,

but Ernie thinks he can build a fake Canadian website

for Whistler's fake Canadian baking business ASAP.

Hey, Lucy. Whistler's here.

LUCY [feigning enthusiasm]: Oh. Hi!

Great job.

Right. Unnecessary.

What's the haps, Ernie?

No idea who hacked Vessela's car,

but I did get the last text messages off her burner.

"I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore."

And then someone replied: "Understood."

Yeah, 20 seconds later, her car goes out of control.

What was it that she can't do anymore? Don't know.

But I do know she was using Garrett's CAC I.D.

to access her supply accounts.

What for? Could be anything.

I'm combing through thousands of supply orders

for multiple ships.

Medical supplies, sports equipment,

frozen burritos.

All right, well, let's assume that Lydia and her crew

weren't willing to kill over frozen food.

But maybe something more valuable.

Gonna take me a while to comb through these logs.

The supply budget for one ship alone is $13 million.

Good news.

Commander Garrett got clearance from her doctor to come in.

Baby's coming soon but not today.

TENNANT: Perfect. I feel like I'm missing something.

I've asked Commander Garrett to help us with the case.

Garrett's coming here?

Yeah, she's gonna help comb through the orders.

Are you okay?

This office isn't set up

for Commander Garrett in her condition.

Pregnant women need things,

like a workstation with an ergonomic chair.

Is there still an air purifier in the kitchen?

TENNANT: Hey, Ernie.

We know that Commander Garrett

is pregnant, but I think you will soon find out

she is one tough cookie.

Cookies. That's what we need.

[trembling breaths]

Hey.

I-I'm Kate. Lydia sent me.

Where's your equipment?

Oh, I... I didn't know I was supposed to bring anything.

So you... [chuckles] show up to someone's house empty-handed?

I...

Sh-Should I go get some...

She's messing with you. Come in.

You can start in the kitchen.

[speaks Bulgarian]

Mm-hmm.

What'd I miss?

So far, so good. Chips, please.

Yeah, mostly a lot of cleaning

and, uh, the other girls speaking in Bulgarian.

Okay. What are they saying?

Commander? CHASE [over radio]: Uh...

It's mostly chitchat and a couple of insults

about the way Whistler cleans.

JESSE: Anything more specific?

Sorry. My Bulgarian was a poet.

He mostly spoke in verse.

Great. [chuckles]

WHISTLER [over radio]: Nice house, right?

Imagine living here.

So, uh,

how long have you been with Happy Housekeepers?

Uh, a couple years.

How'd you meet Lydia?

We're Bulgarian.

WHISTLER: Right.

Lydia brought us over for new life.

Mm.

What about you, Cinderella?

Why you want job like this, huh?

Your nice Canada family cut you off?

I don't have a family. Not anymore.

Well, you must have somebody looking after you.

Well, I... I had a brother.

He was my best friend, but he died.

Oh. How?

Bomb in Iraq.

He was a soldier.

My family gone, too.

It's hard.

Yeah.

You know, you think you'll get used to the loneliness, but...

you just... you don't.

You know, I stopped...

I stopped going to school, seeing friends.

Making any connections, really.

I... I figured at some point

I'd find my way, open up again, but...

I never did.

Well...

now open yourself up to more mopping.

Elena! [Scoffs] Be nice.

She's one of us.

Wow. That was so much better.

Is any of it true?

Uh, Whistler's brother died when he was overseas.

I knew that part.

Not sure about the rest.

Look, your girl did great.

Now we wait and see if they take the bait.

♪ ♪

Mm.That the spot?

Oh, it is all the spot.

Long day, huh?[sighs]

College, grad school, DoD and FBI...

Never have I worked so hard as I did today.

But worth it, though, right?

You kidding?

I didn't get a shred of evidence.

The only thing I got were blisters and a...

I mean, a pretty decent Bulgarian cheese pie recipe.

Babe, have a little patience.

This was all planting seeds with Lydia Petrov.

I'm sure she'll call.

You know, Rome wasn't built in a day.

Or, in this case, vacuumed. [chuckles]

Oh, I just want to...

I just want to see what this feels like.

[sighs heavily]

[inhales deeply]

[exhales]

Pretty deep stuff you got into today.

About your brother.

Oh, well...

you know, you guys kept telling me to make it personal.

Oh, and you did.

But some of it, you've never even told me.

I mean, if you want to talk about it, you can.

I appreciate that.

But maybe we can just, you know,

put a pin in it until we catch the evil maid ring.

[chuckles] Yeah.

Of course.

Whenever y...[cell phone buzzing]

I got it.[both grunt]

It's Petrov. Says you're hired.

She wants you to come to the office

tomorrow morning, 8:00 a.m. sharp.

See, what'd I tell you?

Sometimes you just need to trust the process.

[snoring softly]

Going in.

Here goes nothing.

Ms. Petrov?

Hello?

Ms. Petrov?

Ms. Petrov?

You lied to us.

You need to explain yourself.

Sorry? You said you had

no felony convictions.

That was lie.

Who are these guys?

Grand theft of properties

over $950 in value.

That's why your visa was revoked.

[sighs]

I...

Look, I-I was afraid you wouldn't give me a job.

Because you're illegal.

You should be back in Canada right now.

Please, look, I...

I just need to make a little money so that I can move on

and-and get my life back on track.

I may have opportunity for you.

Very lucrative opportunity.

It may help you to get back on track.

Yes. I mean, anything.

Job is simple. Malkie?

[snaps fingers]

All you have to do is put on this uniform...

...and sign for some cargo.

What kind of cargo?

There's old Bulgarian saying

which basically translates to: None of your business.

Yeah, okay.

I guess I'll do it.

Excellent. We go now.

As in n-now now?

I mean, don't I have time to prepare?

No time to lose. Put on uniform.

[snaps fingers]Leave.

[door opens]

[door closes]

Time is money.Mm-hmm.

[static crackling]

[exhales heavily] We go in, right?

She just lost her comms.

We have no idea what they're doing in there.

It sounds like they're gonna take her

to sign for cargo as Garrett.

Kind of exactly what we were hoping for, isn't it?

Yeah, but it-it's too dangerous.

We don't even know who's in there with her.

TENNANT [over radio]: We go in now, we get nothing.

No crime's been committed yet.

ERNIE: We got all the cargo shipments of last week pulled up.

If she's signing for something,

she's likely going to Pier 1 in Honolulu.

All right, see, Lucy?

Pier 1. That's where she's going.

Yeah, but we should... we should pull her out.

Would you want to be pulled out?

Let's wait a beat.

JESSE: Hey, something's happening outside.

[camera clicks]

We got Whistler, Lydia, Malkie

and two unidentified men heading to an SUV.

She just threw us a shaka.

[camera clicks]

KAI: She wants to stay in.

TENNANT: Okay, we stay on her.

Follow close behind. Whatever this operation is,

it's on.

♪ ♪

Why are we here? What do I say?

I just need a little more information.

Just sign this name... Audry Garrett.

Everything okay?

Yes, ma'am.

Sign here.

Locator 236 Alpha. All yours.

SUV just stopped behind a row of containers.

No line of sight, but we just saw two guards head away.

I think they're in. TENNANT: Okay. Hold tight.

Where are we with serial numbers?

Swimming in them, but so far, no red flags.

BICU two triple-zero three one.

Meal essentials.

30 pounds flour, 750 cans chicken broth.

Most of these materials I remember procuring,

but some... totally new.

Okay, that's what you focus on.

BICU seven double-zero four two three zero one.

AUDRY: Tactical medical: Gauze, tape,

face masks, decompression needles...

and some equipment I don't remember ordering.

Well, now, that's interesting.

LYDIA: Go.

Should we get out, too?

I wouldn't recommend it.

WHISTLER: Is that an X-ray machine?

I don't know.

[whirring]

What is going on here?

Let's just keep quiet and get this over with.

Everything will be okay.

Cesium-137.

What?

Cs-137. Radioactive energy source.

I definitely don't remember ordering that.

You-you didn't, specifically.

It's a salt-like substance commonly used

in radiation machines which treat cancer.

Why would Lydia and her team want that?

Because it's radioactive.

If extracted, just four tablespoons could be used

to build a dirty bomb that could take out Waikiki.

TENNANT: A black market weapon of mass destruction.

We're getting Whistler out now. Guys, move in.

♪ ♪

No sign of the suspects.

It's clear!

[engine starts, revs]

Guys, I got visual.

But you're not gonna like it.

Why are we on a boat?

To drop off package, then we go back to Honolulu.

Then why is our ride leaving?

What?

Where are you taking us?

Slight detour. Absolutely not.

I did my part... CAC I.D., uniforms, look-alikes.

I want my money, and I want off this boat.

You'll be taken care of.

LYDIA: That's not what we agreed upon.

You let us go right now.

Don't think I don't know you murdered that girl.

If you don't take us back right now...

[gunshot][grunts]

We don't need them anymore.

Get her.

The ship is registered to a Bulgarian security company

known for its black market activity.

Got I.D.'s on the two thugs, both wanted criminals.

Coast Guard is sending every asset they have

to cut off the ship's course.

[siren's wailing]

TENNANT: You'll make contact first.

You hear that?

There's no way that ship's outrunning us.

[yells]

[groans]

♪ ♪

[grunting]

[Malkie calling out in Bulgarian]

MALKIE [in distance]: Cinderella.

Nowhere else for you to go.

♪ ♪

Come on, now.

I just want to talk.

Then get you your money.

No more violence.

[yells]

[both grunting, panting]

GUARDSMAN [over speaker]: By order of the United States Coast Guard...

Hands. Hands.

It's Lydia, not Whistler.

I'm gonna go find her.

Go. I'll handle these guys.

[both grunting]

♪ ♪

[breathing heavily, grunting]

[short, gasping breaths]

[groaning, panting]

Whistler do all this?

We can ask her when we find her.

[Whistler yelling fiercely][thudding]

What the hell was that? A battle cry.

[both grunting]

[tool clanks on floor]

[panting]

[yells]

[screams]Hey, hey. Hey, hey.

At ease, sailor.

[breathing heavily]

Are you okay?

Oh, yeah, I'm good.

She's not.

Hi. Hi.

[laughing]

Spinach, broccoli,

lentils for folates and brain development,

and walnuts for B6.

Thank you.

TENNANT: Okay, the cesium is safely retrieved

and surrendered to the NRC.

Malkie and her men were selling it

to Eastern European separatists.

Like you do.

You know which one of them hacked Vessela's car?

TENNANT: All pointing fingers at each other, but...

Malkie did study computer science at Varna University.

Thank you so much, Lieutenant Commander Garrett,

for all your help.

Thank you. This was definitely more fun

than blankets, beans and Band-Aids.

[laughs]Best of luck to you and your new baby.

You know, I'd be happy to visit once the baby's born.

I have a great source for bulk spirulina.

Please tell me that's some sort of beer?

Uh, it's blue algae that reduces inflammation.

Okay, well...

[stammers]: It's really...

It's good to meet you, Ernie.

Take care.

Oh, you forgot your smoothie!

No, she didn't.

I am so proud of my...

Ow!

Better? Uh-huh.

[chuckles]

...my fierce warrior lady girlfriend.

[laughs] Thank you.

[grunts] You know what?

I just want to...

I just want to sit behind a desk and...

just file paperwork.

Exactly what you get to do tomorrow, my love.

Lots and lots of paperwork.[laughs]

But then, you know, maybe we could hit the gym again?

You know, so I'm ready for next time.

Oh, there's gonna be a next time?[laughs]

I don't think I have anything left to teach you.

Oh, come on. You teach me things,

and you don't even know it.

[laughs] I do? Like what?

[sighs] Like...

how to be a more open person.

You know... [grunts, groans]

You know, what I said yesterday

about my brother dying was true.

It did close me off, and I thought I'd never recover.

But being with you...

it's changed everything.

So thank you, Lucy Tara.

You're welcome, Kate Whistler.

[chuckles softly]

Okay, now I better start getting

this "Everyday Brown" out of my hair.

Oh, or, uh, you could keep it.

For one more night?

Ow. [Stammers] Sorry. I...

Just... okay, don't worry.

Um, yep.[laughing]: It's fine.

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