All language subtitles for NCIS Hawaii - S02E09 - Desperate Measures.en

(Classical music
playing over speakers)

Alexa, is it
raining in Honolulu?

Alexa: No rain is
expected today.

Oh, perfect.

Alexa, add spirulina
to my shopping list.

I've put spirulina on
your shopping list.

(Floorboards creaking)

(Knife scrapes)

Lose the knife, too.

Drop it! (Gasps)

What do you want?

You.

Yoga instructor: Warrior one.

Reaching up, lengthening up.

And release.

Back to tadasana, mountain pose.

And one final deep,
cleansing breath.

We'll finish with savasana

to rejuvenate the body
and to relax the mind.

Allow your whole body
to sink into the ground.

Ernie.

Good.

(Line ringing)

Chase: Namaste. You've
reached Carla chase.

Enlighten me after the tone.

(Beep)

(Hangs up)

Last time we were here,
we were catching o'io.

Not here to fish today, pop.

You caught one big buggah.

Cook 'em up with
shoyu and garlic.

Remember that?

We need to talk
about the restaurant.

Couple of years ago, you
took $50,000 from a.J. Hale.

A.j. Had no right
telling you that.

That's my business.

A.j. Didn't tell
me. The FBI did.

The FBI?

They're investigating him.

Money laundering, the
criminal businesses

the koa brothers were running.

A.j.'s in charge now.

I don't have nothing to
do with that, never have.

But you took their
money. It was a loan.

50 grand in cash.

I hit a bad patch
and needed help.

But I paid it all back.

Pops, it won't matter.

Not if the feds believe
you laundered dirty money.

You know me, Kai.

I wouldn't do that.

So, what do I do?

Make sure your
books are in order.

Every cent accounted for...
Receipts, invoices, everything.

Okay? Not so easy with
a business like mine.

Then get busy.
You have to assume

that they're coming for you.

And you need to be ready.

If I do that,

then we can take
care of this, right?

Make it go away?

I hope so, pop.

Jesse: So, I'm sitting
there in the dark,

and then the window
starts to slide open.

Okay, you're awful.
I know, right?

Well, how late was Gracie?

Like 20 minutes.

But I'd sent her a text

and given her
plenty of warnings.

And then you decided
that scaring her to death

was the right parenting choice?

I knew it would be effective.
You should've heard her scream.

(Laughs) Truly,
you're the worst.

Maybe, but you can bet that

She's not gonna try to sneak
in after curfew ever again.

Hey.

Everything okay?

Uh, I'm not sure.

What's up?

C.c. Never showed up
to yoga this morning,

and I can't find her anywhere.

C.c.?

Carla chase.

You and commander
chase do yoga together?

Was the incredulous
tone for the yoga

or the "together" part?

Both?

We do a lot of
things. We're friends.

Hit an amazing centipede exhibit

at the insect museum last week.

(Exhales sharply)
Sounds like a party.

Okay, look, maybe she just...

She could have gotten
caught up with work.

I just came from afmes.

They haven't seen
or heard from her.

She didn't answer the
door at her house either,

but her car's there.

All right, grab Kai,
go check out her house.

Talk to the neighbors,
see if they have a key.

You got it. Ernie: You think
something happened to her?

We're gonna find out.

I'll come with.

Great. You can, uh, tell
me about the centipedes.

Oh, it was fascinating.
You wouldn't believe...

Kidding.

Kai: Looks like a
decent security system.

Yeah, I was expecting more of

a wind chimes and
dream catcher vibe.

She's actually got an
amazing ojibwa dream catcher,

but she was also with the
Navy medical corps in Iraq.

She's seen some things.

Commander chase, hello?

It's locked.

Let's check around back.

There's, uh, doors
off the patio.

Maybe we can get in there.

C.c., you here?

What if she's hurt? We
have to get in. We will.

Guys.

Broken glass.

Stay out here.

NCIS.

Commander chase, you in here?

Clear.

Clear.

Oh, my god.

What part of "stay out
there" didn't you understand?

She's not here. Maybe she's...

Ernie. Just keep back.

We got to assume this
is a crime scene.

Hey, boss.

We have a problem.

Okay, bolo's out for
chase. Any witnesses?

No. We talked to the neighbors.
Nobody saw anything unusual.

And it didn't look like
anything else was taken?

Not that we could see.

All right, well, Jesse got
one print off the back door.

I asked Ernie to run it
through the databases.

Hey, Ernie seemed
pretty shaken up.

He and chase are close.

You two are pretty
tight, too, aren't you?

Yeah. We've been colleagues
and friends a long time now.

Hey, you holding up
okay? Ernie: Nope.

But c.C. Needs our a game,

so I guess we'll have to just
fall apart later. (Exhales)

Sounds like something
chase would say.

Anything from the
security footage? No.

Back camera was disabled

and there was nothing
on the one out front,

but I got a hit on a
print that Jesse lifted.

Sergeant Owen
Santino. Army ranger.

And also a wanted man.

For what? Another abduction.

Woman taken from
her home last night.

(Typing)

Bree foster.

Special agent with
the DEA here on oahu.

Did they know each
other? I-I don't know.

DEA won't release any details.

W-What could this
guy want with them?

I'll talk to DEA and
see what they know.

Okay. We'll start digging
into sgt. Santino.

(Sighs)

We have to find her. We will.

Keep me posted.

(Groaning softly)
(Tires hitting gravel)

(Brakes squeal)

(Engine stops) (Door opens)

(Door closes)

Get out.

(Grunting)

All right.

Screaming won't do you any good.

Maybe...

Maybe now you can tell
me what this is about?

You'll see.

I'm not going anywhere
without some answers.

Maybe you're not the
one calling the shots.

You need medical
attention. I'm fine.

You're hypertensive. Elevated
heart rate, shallow breathing...

Just move!

Go!

Come on.

Get in. Get in.

What is this place?

Come on. Come on.

Come on. Okay.

Stay.

This is why you're here.

Time to get to work.

Hey, we find any connection

between sgt. Santino
and commander chase?

(Sighs) No.

I went through the records
army cid sent over,

but there's no obvious point
of contact between them.

What about the
missing DEA agent?

Santino know her?
Not that I can see.

There's got to be a
reason he took those two.

What do we know about foster?

She has been with DEA

just over eight years.

Solid agent, good record.

But where's she
detailed? Um...

Task force going after
black market opioids.

There's been a big
uptick on the island,

especially with
military personnel.

Santino's army.

He could be a target
of the investigation.

Well, if he is,
they're not sharing.

Even tennant got red-taped.

Bet she didn't like that.

No. She went to
pay them a visit

in person with whistler.

Figured a little FBI
muscle couldn't hurt.

They better get some answers.

I hate to say it, but if we
don't get chase back soon,

we might not get
her back at all.

Don't try anything.
(Clippers snap)

Yes. You've made that
abundantly clear.

Multiple lacerations.

Deep penetration from
a relatively low angle.

Is this your doing?

I wouldn't need you if it was.

Then how did you end up with
this unfortunate woman's body

in a freezer in the
middle of the woods?

I got a text last night

telling me to meet agent
foster at her house.

Agent?

She's DEA, but i-i...

I swear, she was dead
when I got there.

So the obvious next
move on your part was

to steal the body and
kidnap a medical examiner?

I didn't do it! I just...

I just need you to prove it.

And how do you
expect me to do that?

Autopsies, tests. You know?

Whatever it is you people
do. All of which require

sophisticated medical
equipment. No...

Isn't an option, doc.

Trust me, I got nothing to lose.

I'll do what I can,

But you may not
like what I find.

Let's just hope you're
wrong about that.

For both our sakes.

I can't do anything
without the proper tools.

So I'll give you a list.

(Indistinct chatter)

My contact at DEA
was tight-lipped

about this task force.

She heard they're
about to be shut down.

She say why?

Only that the agency seems
to be in cover-your-ass mode.

Oh. Hey!

Who the hell are you?
You can't be in here.

Jane tennant, special
agent in charge, NCIS.

This is Kate whistler with FBI.

And we wouldn't be
crashing your party

if you returned our calls.

We've been a little busy.
Tennant: Looking for your

missing agent? We've
been doing that, too.

Agent foster and commander
chase don't have time

for jurisdictional games.

It's a lot more
complicated than that.

We can handle complicated.

Look, I'll go as far over
your heads as necessary

to find commander chase, or...

We can all be professionals
and start cooperating.

Come on, guys. Isn't this
thing messed-up enough already?

Let's start over.

I'm supervisory special
agent Jerry Covington.

This is special agent
Kendra vreeland.

And the bullheaded
one's ned Ross.

Thing is, Bree foster
isn't just missing.

She was murdered.

That bastard Santino killed her.

I warned Bree not to trust him

They knew each other?

Santino was her informant.

It's why we kept the
murder under wraps.

We're close to
figuring out the source

Of these black market opioids
and shutting them down.

Well, what's
Santino's connection?

Ross: A few weeks ago,

Bree and I picked him up.

He had a baggie of the
opioids we've been chasing.

Santino is an addict.

Started dealing on the
side to afford his habit.

He agreed to identify
his main supplier

in exchange for a
lighter sentence.

And it was working.
We're close.

And you're sure the sergeant
killed agent foster?

Got his picture to prove it.

That's Bree's home, just
after 11:00 last night.

And this is from this morning.

Santino have a motive?

Vreeland: He'd just found out we
were gonna report everything to cid.

Probably looking at a
dishonorable discharge

even though he cooperated.

Must've been pissed.

And blamed Bree.

Okay, wait.

Where's agent foster's body?

Santino took it.

Wait, your ci
killed his handler,

took her body and then
abducted a medical examiner?

You might have wanted
to lead with that.

Any word? Tennant: No.

But task force is getting
us everything they have

on sgt. Santino and
agent foster's murder.

There's got to be
more we can do.

Look.

Carla is one of the most
formidable women I know,

and she's smart.

She can take care of herself.

(Sighs) You really
believe she's okay?

I'm trying to.

Do you have something?

Yeah.

I may have figured out why
sgt. Santino took chase.

One of Santino's army buddies
died last year from an overdose.

The assumption was
that it was suicide.

But chase disagreed?
She proved

he had an anaphylactic
reaction to the drug.

His death was tragic

but accidental.

So no reason for Santino
to hold a grudge.

Just the opposite.

He abducted a medical examiner
whose opinion he trusts.

Feels like he's trying
to see if chase can prove

that he didn't kill foster.

Vreeland: Then he's
gonna be disappointed,

'cause it's pretty
certain he did.

A security cam shot of
him at the front door

isn't much evidence.

There is plenty more.

Then why don't we have it? Because
the guys are dragging their feet,

hoping to catch Santino first
and put this thing to bed,

keep the task force
from being shut down.

Ernie: Commander chase

could be in danger.

Which is why I'm here.

You got some place
we can plug this in?

Based on blood spatter, we think

foster got stabbed
multiple times.

Did you find the murder weapon?

No. Ross thinks Santino
used his combat knife.

Body was dragged out back.

Boot prints are Santino's size.

He didn't try very hard
to cover his tracks.

Probably high, not
thinking straight.

Hey, boss, I, uh, talked
to Santino's unit.

Kai, this is special agent
vreeland with the DEA.

You all cooperating with us now?

Some of us, anyway.

All right.

None of the guys
in Santino's unit

have heard from him.

Said he'd been pretty
erratic the last six months.

Veerland: Happens
when that monkey

lands on your back.

Nothing but the
addiction matters.

Yeah. I did get a name.

Russ novak, a dealer
they'd seen Santino with.

Yeah, we know novak.

Real scumbag.

Targets combat veterans
who are already struggling.

Did novak serve?

No, but he talks the talk.

Makes the guys trust him.

Why haven't you picked him up?

Because what we really
want is his supplier.

Santino was getting tight with
novak, trying to get a name.

All right, well,
if they're close,

then maybe novak knows
where Santino's taken chase.

We need to talk to him.

You do that, he could
suspect we're onto him.

Maybe warn his supplier.

Months of the task force's
work blown to hell.

Thought you wanted to
help save commander chase.

All right, that's everything.

I'm not sure what
you expect from me.

Your DNA's already
all over the body.

I don't know,
just... something.

Whatever I find won't
even hold up in court.

Santino: Got it.
It's hopeless.

So let's just end it now.

Hmm?

Perhaps I should
have been clearer.

I need human medical supplies.

I got what I could.

Breaking into your
lab at Pearl harbor

Didn't seem like the best plan.

How interesting.

What?

Around the wound there,
that odd chafing.

You see it?

This one?

Drop the gun, now.

Do it.

Do it! You think I won't?

Go ahead.

I'm finished anyway.

Did you kill agent foster?

No.

She tried to help me.

She was the only one that cared.

(Sighs)

Put that damn thing away.

(Scalpel clatters)

What are you doing?

An excellent question.

One I don't quite have
the answer to myself.

Step aside, soldier, and
tell me everything you did

From the moment you entered
agent foster's home.

Kai: I spent way
too many nights

in bars like this when I served.

Really? Didn't figure
you for a party guy.

Why not? I'm-I'm fun.

Sure. I'm f...

also, there wasn't
much else to do

at most of the posts
I was stationed.

You know, bars are
actually the best place

To get into fights.

Like, on purpose? Sometimes.

I was working through a lot of
anger issues back then, okay?

There's novak.

Those guys he's with can't
be any older than 22.

Kai: Novak's trying
to get them hooked.

Bar fight actually sounds
pretty good right now.

Hey, it's gonna have to wait.

If novak can help us
track down Santino,

we might find chase.

Nice and easy, all right?

Cool. There anything
you want, man?

Y'all ready to do this?

Guy: Definitely
interested. Cool.

Hey, we just want
to talk, man, okay?

That right? Yeah.

(People exclaiming)

So much for nice and easy.

(Shrieks)

Hey. You all right?

Go, go, go!

(Grunting)

You okay?

Uh, yeah.

Novak, freeze!

(Gunshots)

DEA!

This the part where
you guys say thank you?

Covington: I should have been
consulted before your team went

after novak. We have
different priorities.

Ours is finding commander chase.

You think we don't
want that, too?

I'm sure you do.

But you're also
protecting months of work

that you've put into
this investigation.

Ross: Damn right we are.

And we needed novak to
identify his supplier.

Then maybe you shouldn't
have gone in guns blazing.

This is on you.

You're just lucky we were
there watching novak.

We could have handled it.

Sure as hell didn't look
like it. Tennant: Okay!

Arguing is getting us no closer

to finding Santino or chase.

So back off.

Santino killed Bree.

We'll find him and
bring him to justice.

Is this about
justice or revenge?

It's about getting the job done,

which is what I'm gonna do.

We are wasting time.

We need to pool our
resources, Jerry.

All hands on deck.
No holding back.

All right.

Not sure how it'll help, but
everything we have is yours,

as long as it's
a two-way street.

Of course.

I'll let our people
know. Tennant: Thanks.

It's how we should have played
this from the beginning.

Here.

I found this next to the...

Next to agent foster.

Yes, that could
certainly be the weapon

that caused the injuries.

Just have no idea how
it got there, though.

(Sniffles)

Do you
recognize this knife?

You agreed to tell
me everything.

How much worse could it be?

I-It's mine.

It went missing a few days ago.

I stand corrected, that
makes it much worse for you.

I was set up.

And who would do that?

My dealer and
his supplier. Mm.

They must have found out that
I was working with the feds

and killed her and
framed me for it. I...

(Scoffs) You don't believe me.

I try to make no assumptions.

It's not what you think.

Oh, I'm certain it is.

Buprenorphine.

Helps alleviate the symptoms
from opioid withdrawal.

Been clean 21 days.

It's a good start.

It's been hell. The pain.

The memories just...
All coming back.

Oh, that trauma never
really went away.

Yeah, but I could
forget it for a while.

Ied explosion in Afghanistan
took out half my unit.

I ended up full of shrapnel.

The pain... you got no idea.

About ready to give up
before I started the oxy.

Opioids can be miracle drugs.

Until they're not.

Agent foster...

Convinced me I could
kick the habit.

She had faith in me

even when I didn't.

You must really hate me.

Bringing you here like this.

I spent ten years patching
up soldiers like you

on the front lines.

I understand despair.

Known it myself.

But you didn't let it ruin you.

I found my own ways to cope.

Healthy ways.

You can, too.

I doubt I'll get that chance.

Not if you don't
find something here.

Then why don't you step
away and let me do my job.

Good morning.

Hey. It's morning?

Yep, and Lucy told me
she usually brings you

a pick-me-up after all-nighters.

Portuguese sausage
and egg sandwich?

Better.

Almonds with vitamin
b and magnesium

for muscle fatigue.

Hard-boiled eggs,
iron and protein.

And sugar-free dark chocolate,

a natural stimulant.

Ernie (yawning):
Ah, looks delicious.

Oh, and just in case,

this is a double
double Espresso.

Ooh, that'll work.

I think I may have actually
just found something.

Been trying to figure out
where Santino might take chase.

Well, he hasn't been in
hawai'i long, has he? No.

He was mostly stationed
abroad until recently.

Well, not surprising
for a ranger.

But he was here eight years ago

for a jungle operations
training course.

Whistler: Interesting.

But a military facility
doesn't seem a likely place

to hold chase, does it?

Except that particular
training facility

isn't operational anymore.

It's been closed down for years.

(Exhales sharply)

It's in the middle of nowhere...
Perfect place to hide.

Okay, so I'm not delirious
from lack of sleep?

Definitely not. Okay,
I'll call tennant.

You finish that double
double, you earned it.

Mm-hmm.

Santino: That
mean you're done?

As much as I can do here, yes.

And?

Almost certainly, your
knife was the murder weapon.

And those injuries

did cause her death.

Which means I'm screwed.

I did notice one unusual thing.

Well?

Oh, are you interested?

I was under the impression
that you'd already given up.

Just tell me what
you found, doc.

A small puncture wound.

Nearly invisible.

Easy to miss. So, uh...

So, what does that mean?

She was injected with something?

It appears so.

But I won't know what until
I get her back to my lab

and run the necessary tests.

Is this another trick?

What if it is?

You're running out
of options, sergeant.

Right now, I'm the only person
even willing to consider

you might be innocent.

Anything? Nothing yet.

Kai's still searching.

The facility's spread
over several acres,

so there's a lot
of ground to cover.

How many structures?

Only a few. Some of
them have fallen apart.

No, uh, task force?

I thought it best to keep
it a little more low-key.

You didn't want those hotheads
shooting anyone else, huh?

Especially not if chase might
get caught in the crossfire.

Kai: Jesse, you
copy? Yeah, I'm here.

Tennant's with me.

I think I found
them. There's a car

parked out front of
the old mess hall.

Okay, hold tight.
We're on our way.

Hey.

You see chase or Santino?

I can't confirm it's them,

but I see two people
moving back and forth.

All right, let's move in.
Careful not to spook him.

Uh, how do I know
I can trust you?

I think me not cutting your
throat was a good start.

You're not just gonna
leave, turn me in?

No.

Though I'd advise you
to do that yourself,

before it's too late.

Come on.

What did you do? What-what
do you mean? I...

You lied. Sergeant, be smart.

Shut up!

Stay away!

(Grunts)

Was any of that
real? I haven't

lied to you. Please,
just give yourself up.

I am not going to jail
for something I didn't do!

I'll talk to the police.
That's not gonna do any good.

Nobody'll listen.
Not to an addict.

I'll listen.

Get back.

I'm unarmed.

Hey, why don't we
find a way out of this

where nobody gets hurt?

Let's just all take
a breath here, okay?

How you holding up?

Eh, I been through worse.

Really?

You'll have to tell me
about that sometime.

Get out. Now.

Is this really how you want
to play things, sergeant?

Better to leave in a
body bag than in cuffs.

Maybe we can come up
with another option.

Why don't you tell me about
agent foster's murder?

I'm being set up.

They're making me look
like some crazy nutjob.

Okay, well, you're not
exactly proving them wrong.

You have to the count
of three. One...

Jane, you should
know that I think

he may be telling the truth.

What, that he'll
shoot after three?

No, that's-that's
a bluff. Two!

I mean it. Chase: Sergeant
Santino was likely set up.

I conducted an autopsy and...

Though admittedly not performed

at the highest
professional standards,

it did raise questions

which I can only
answer in my lab.

You're just saying that
to get out of here.

Okay, look, how
about a compromise?

Let commander chase go, see
what she can figure out.

And I'll stay here with you.

Should we call in react?

Jesse: Nah, give it a beat.

If there's anyone that can talk
this guy down, it's tennant.

Heads up, I see movement.

If you gentlemen
would lend me a hand.

What about tennant?
She's safe for now.

But I need to get to the
afmes office right away.

She may not have much time.

Oh, sorry. Hey.

I-I was just heading over
to commander chase's office.

She and Kai are on
the way there now.

She's okay? Yeah,

but now tennant is
trapped in there

with that army ranger.

Chase thinks he's being set up.

Wait, that might fit
with why I'm here.

I found some of
agent foster's notes

that weren't with the
official case file.

She was working on
a wiretap for a guy

named George bedalyan.

Who's George bedalyan?

I was hoping you knew.

His name isn't anywhere
in the case file.

Her notes say why
he was important?

She believed he's the supplier

of the black market opioids
they've been looking for.

Wait, you think the task force
didn't give us everything?

Or someone scrubbed bedalyan's
name from all the reports.

I'll see chase later.

We have to find out what we
can about George bedalyan

and get it to tennant.

Aw, damn it.

There's no word
from the doc yet?

She's barely had time
to get back there.

(Phone vibrates)

What's up? Jesse: Hey,
yeah, we've got company.

DEA just arrived in full force.

Tell them to hold back.

I'll tell 'em, not too
confident they'll listen.

You called them?

No, but we're gonna
work it out, Owen.

They think that I killed her.

Just keep calm.

I will talk to them

and explain what's going on.

Jesse: Covington,
keep your agents back.

Why the hell weren't we
notified you located Santino?

You'll get your chance with him

soon as we get this
situation under control.

Control? You let him
take your boss hostage.

We're handling it.

Yeah. Hey.

Is tennant okay in there?

She's fine.

I'm never getting out of here.

Yes, you will.

Look. I'm here to
make sure of it.

They think I killed
their partner.

They want me dead.

(Scoffs)

Not the worst
way to go, I guess.

"I will always

"endeavor to uphold
the prestige, honor,

and high esprit de
corps of the rangers."

You swore that creed.

I lived by it, too.

But I wasn't strong enough.

Your battle's not over yet.

Look, just give my people
time to find the truth.

(Sighs) Things are tense
out there, commander.

We have to hurry.
I'm fully aware of

the necessity for haste.

So, you think she was drugged
before she was stabbed?

Possibly, and if she was,

it might have incapacitated her.

Made her vulnerable.

Giving the killer
the opportunity

to strike her from the front.

Which seems too premeditated
for the crime of passion

this was assumed to be.

If you're right, sgt. Santino
was the perfect fall guy.

Of course, that's just
all theory without proof.

We need to talk to tennant.

Tennant: Owen.

It doesn't have to
go down like this.

(Phone vibrates)
Maybe it does.

Maybe this is how it
always had to end.

Tennant.

Chase: I was right.

Agent foster was injected

with a high dose of
suxamethonium chloride.

Okay, how would that
have affected her?

It's used in anesthesia.

Even small amounts results
in temporary paralysis.

Which explains why she didn't
have any defensive wounds.

And you said the injection
point was from behind her?

Chase: Yes. So she
must have known

her attackers and
that's why they had to

incapacitate her first.

Thanks, Carla.

Told you we'd find
out the truth.

Not sure the truth matters.

Those guys are out for blood.

No way they let me
walk out of here alive.

Trust me. I'll make it happen.

Tennant talked Santino
into giving himself up.

Tell your people to stand
down, they're coming out.

Lower your weapons.

I got him.

No, he surrendered.
He's coming with us.

Commander chase is no longer

in danger. This
is DEA's case now.

You said I'd be safe.
And you will be.

We have reason to
believe that sgt. Santino

is not responsible for
your agent's murder.

You got evidence,
we'll take a look.

Until then, get him out of here.

You promised.

Ross: Shut your mouth.

Covington: We have
Santino. Don't worry.

I won't let anything
happen to him.

I want everything ready
when we get him there.

Don't let him out of your sight.

(Doors close) You okay?

It's not me I'm worried about.

Hey.

Any movement there?

Jesse: Santino's still inside
with the task force.

They're probably trying
to get him to confess.

He won't.

They'll have to transfer him
to fdc Honolulu soon.

And you think whoever's
behind this will try something?

If Santino's dead and
unable to mount a defense,

agent foster's murder
will be blamed on him.

What about chase's evidence?

It's only enough to create
doubt, not enough to clear him.

Look, call if anything changes.

Hey.

So, what do we know about
this opioid supplier

that foster suspected?

His name's George bedalyan.

He runs an
import-export business

that deals mostly in foods.

But we dug into his financials
and they don't add up.

If foster was right about
him smuggling in the opioids,

he's been getting away
with it for years.

Because he's had
help on the inside.

Whoever it was that
scrubbed bedalyan's name

from the case file.

Has to be someone on the
task force then, right?

Right, and that's
why agent foster

was keeping her
suspicions to herself.

She thought one of her
colleagues was involved.

(Computer beeps)

The wiretap.

Agent foster wrote an affidavit

for a wiretap on bedalyan
before she was killed,

and her information was enough
for me to get one approved.

The call's coming from a burner.

Bedalyan: It's about time.

You gonna be able to
take care of this?

Veerland: Yeah,
but it's risky.

I'll expect a big bonus in
addition to my usual payment.

Bedalyan: You'll get it.

(Beep)

Oh, she didn't identify herself.

She didn't need to.

Uh, what's-what's going on?

Taking you to the
detention center.

Just you?

Yeah.

You're not gonna give me
any problems, are you?

Tennant: Drop it, vreeland.

What the hell is this?

You're under arrest for
the murder of Bree foster.

What?

(Chuckles) That's crazy.

We already got George
bedalyan in custody.

Looks like you won't be
collecting that bonus.

Covington: It's true?

I told special agent tennant

she had to be mistaken.

Get me out of here.

Jesse, Kai, escort
Ms. Vreeland inside.

I'm sure her colleagues
have some questions for her.

You came through.

I always keep my promises.

I've still got a
lot to answer for.

Hey.

The army's gonna get
you the help you need.

But it's gonna be up
to you to do the work.

Okay. Let's get
you out of here.

(Singsongy): Hey there.

Ha...

Can't tell you how
happy I am to see you.

Ah, I was gonna come find you.

You must have
thought me very rude

for standing you up
for morning yoga.

So rude.

I nearly erased you
from my contacts.

I heard you were
rather relentless

in making sure I was found.

I couldn't lose you.

Who else would go see
centipede exhibits with me?

(Chuckles)

How are you?

I'm okay. Now.

There's still time to catch that
sunset yoga class, if you want.

(Scoffs)

I had
something else in mind.

♪ I'm not going anywhere ♪

♪ I'm not going anywhere... ♪

(Laughs)

Nobody finds the
good stuff in here.

Can I interest you in
an 18-year-old macallan?

I'll get the beakers.

♪ Anywhere. ♪