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I need you to listen carefully to me.

Forget the smuggled dope, Feng.

I found someone that needs our help.

I'm getting her off this boat.

Meet me at the hunting cabin
we stayed at, okay?

Hey!

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No, Delilah, honey,
I-I did not check the results

because I don't need a test
to tell me who I am.

Okay, I will check.
I will check. I promise.

I love you, too.

What?

Just waiting to see
what you're gonna check.

Yeah.

What test tells you who you are?

Online genealogy.

Delilah just found out that
she's six percent Chilean,

so we have all of a sudden booked

a summer vacation in Santiago.

First of all, you're gonna love it.

And since when is Tim McGee cool
with his DNA

roaming around some database?

Oh, I'm not, but, uh,

you know I've learned that
the key to a happy marriage...

sometimes you got to pick your battles.

My sister and I just did
a DNA test over Christmas.

No surprises there.

Just plain old Chinese
and Dutch. So boring.

You're not boring and neither are you.

Why don't you check those results, man?

All right, fine, I'll check.

But I'm telling you I already know

that the McGees are 100% Irish.

My aunt tried to get me
to join the family dance troupe,

but because I can't not
move my arms when I dance,

I switched to tap.

Uh, so what's the verdict?

Wow, so far this is
actually pretty spot-on.

I don't like cilantro,
I've got attached earlobes.

Wait, DNA can tell you that?

Has Kasie taught you nothing?

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What is this? 22% Danish?

Oh, look, see, now you get to trade in

your tap shoes for clogs.

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No, th-this can't be.

Okay, look, it's not that bad
being Danish.

No, no, no, I don't mean that part.

What does it mean when it says
"new family connection"?

- Uh-huh.
- Oh, okay.

Here comes the long-lost cousin.

Who the hell is she?

She is your half sister.

Oh. Oh, boy.

No, no, no, that's-that's-that's
definitely, definitely not,

because my, uh, father could not
have had another child,

especially not without telling us, so...

Yeah, I'm-I'm sure that they
just, they just got your DNA

mixed up with somebody else's DNA,
and this is a mistake.

Morning, all.

Mm.

Uh-oh. What's up? Bad news?

Oh, no, McGee just found out
that he's a quarter Danish.

Only 22%.

Ah, what a coincidence.

I just picked up a fresh Kringle.

The pastry of your people, McGee.

Skoal.

No, thanks, I'm okay.

Virginia State Police.

Sending us a John Doe?

Since when do we get those?

I think I can answer that.

Parker,
I'd like to see you in my office.

You, too, Agent Knight.

NCIS Special Agent James Chen.

He was undercover, embedded
on a Chinese fishing trawler

with a group of drug smugglers.

Was?

Three days ago, that vessel exploded

off the coast of Nigeria.

No known survivors.

So imagine our surprise
when Chen's service weapon

was used in a murder in Virginia.

The murder of our John Doe?

Good guess.

Touch DNA found
on the slug that killed him

was linked to Agent Chen.

It's a little hard to shoot somebody

from the bottom of the Atlantic, no?

Which means Agent Chen
made it off that boat alive.

And then what, secretly
made his way to Virginia

to commit murder?

That's what we need
to find out, and fast.

Well, what does Agent Chen's
handler say?

Nothing. We can't get
ahold of him either.

Well, that's one hell of a coincidence.

I hate to say it, but it sounds
like Agent Chen's handler

might have also gone rogue.

I certainly hope that's
not the case, Agent Knight,

for your sake.

For my sake?

What's that supposed to mean?

Chen has been reporting
directly to the Special Agent

in Charge of our Far East Field Office,

Feng Zhao.

My father?

Okay, this is crazy.

It is not like my dad
to go radio silent.

I'm sure he's fine, Jess.

Of course he's fine.

I just mean I'm sure there's
an explanation, for all this.

- Of course there's an explanation.
- Exactly.

Any idea what it is?

No. But I can tell you what it's not.

It is not because my dad
went rogue like Agent Chen,

because my dad doesn't even
change his socks

without following protocol.

Then why do they call him
the Gibbs of the Far East?

Because he's the best.

I'm sure he is.

And when we find him...
and I'm sure we will find him...

Mm-hmm.

I can't wait to finally meet him.

I'm sure he's looking forward
to meeting me, too.

Right?

Right.

Got an update.

On my dad?

No, sorry. On Agent Chen.

The Nigerian Coast Guard found
a fishing trawler's lifeboat

on a beach in Lagos.

Well, that explains how
Chen got off the boat,

but it doesn't explain
how he ended up in Virginia.

Or why he killed our John Doe here.

Yeah, we don't know why,
or where it happened.

All we know is that he got shot,

he drove himself to the hospital

and died before he could get inside.

Well, the car's GPS should be able

- to tell us where he drove from.
- Yeah, it should,

except it's an old Camaro.

- So no GPS. Got it.
- No.

Looks like all we have
to go on now is squirrel poop.

Come again?

I-I found trace elements
in our John Doe's hair here.

Uh, Kasie ID'd the source as

a Northern Virginia flying squirrel,

commonly found in the
Allegheny Mountains.

Makes sense. The hospital's
in that region.

And if I were Chen, the mountains
would be a great place to hide.

Yeah, a tough place to search, though.

I'm happy to rerun your DNA, McGee,

but these results are right,
like, 99.9% of the time.

All right, so you're saying
that there's a, you know,

a chance that it's a mistake.

I always thought finding a
long-lost relative would be fun.

Yeah, even if that meant your
father had a secret love child?

Oh, that.

Yeah. Complicated.

Yeah, much like Admiral McGee himself.

Okay, well, then put
the complicated aside

and focus on all the good stuff.

Your half sister could be
so many cool things,

like a dentist or an accountant.

- Those are cool jobs?
- To some people.

But more importantly,

they make your job even cooler.

You'd be the badass
federal agent big bother.

Beats having to compete
with a half-sibling

like Beyoncé or something.
I'm just saying.

Kasie, I appreciate what you're saying.

Okay? But I am already
the badass federal agent

- big brother to my full sister.
- Got it.

Can we talk about
the John Doe now, please?

Gladly. You're gonna love this.

Oh?

Courtesy of Interpol,
his name is Matis Lazaar.

Convicted smuggler, recent parolee,

and licensed pilot based in Nigeria.

He filed a flight plan

that says he flew in
from Lagos two days ago.

Chen's lifeboat was found in Lagos.

He must have hired Lazaar
to fly him to Virginia.

But why would Chen kill him?

Maybe he's a loose end.

Well, here's another loose end.

The manifest lists two
passengers on that plane.

Chen and a woman named Jane Doe.

First a John, now a Jane?

I'm really getting sick of Does.

Sick of Does what?

No, no, not the time. Yeah, I got it.

Yeah, just keep calling him, sis.

We'll find him, I promise.

Yeah, I love you, too.

Hey, Knight.

We will find him.

Yeah, I know. Thanks.

Okay, let's talk squirrels.

So, this species may be endangered,

and they have an annoyingly
large habitat.

But thanks to this critter,

we know where Chen shot the pilot.

Uh...

Somewhere in these mountains.

First time in history
a squirrel has ever been

remotely helpful.

That is a lot of rodent hostility.

Hello?

That's right, you're, you're a bird man.

Those little bastards eat their eggs.

Do we know if either of these guys

have any connection to the area?

We do now.

A real estate agent said
Anent Chen's ex-wife

owns a cabin in the area.

So why are we still standing here?

I'll contact McGee.

If Chen is inside, he's not
going down without a fight.

Yeah, well, neither are we.

Agent Chen,

this is NCIS Special Agent Parker.

We're here to talk.

Go.

Clear.

Clear.

Clear.

Parker?

Looks like he hasn't
been dead very long.

Well, whoever killed him can't be far.

Bogie.

NCIS!

Federal agents!

Dad?

Hey, kiddo.

I was just about to call you back.

I'm warning you now, Agent Knight,

if you can't keep your cool...

I am totally cool, Director.

Well, the steam coming from your ears

would suggest otherwise.

Well, can you blame me?

I mean, how is he not honest
with his own daughter?

Knight.

I'm cool.

I'm chill like a cucumber.

- Send him in.
- Yes, Director.

I'm sure you have a few questions, Leon.

More than a few, Agent Feng.

That makes two of us.

That plaque on my door
still says "Director," does it not?

It does.

Yet you saw fit to
keep me in the dark about

your little off-the-books
mission here on U.S. soil.

I made a judgment call.
Perhaps a bad one.

After how many lectures about
honesty being a core value?

I never lied to you.

No, you just let me think
that you were dead

when you were actually alive and well,

hauling ass away from me.

I had my reasons,
and I don't answer to you.

But you do answer to me.

Now start at the beginning.

As you know, Agent Chen was
deep cover on a Chinese vessel

smuggling fentanyl.
He broke his cover to call me.

To say what?

To say he found someone on board
who needed our help.

- Who?
- We didn't get that far.

He was compromised, so he improvised

and blew a hole in the boat
to save himself.

Mm. Ripped straight from your playbook.

For Agent Chen,
and this mystery woman's safety,

I kept our conversation private.

Came back to the States
to meet him at the cabin,

hoping he would be there.

And then you found him dead?

Right before you did.

And this woman,
you think that she killed him?

I certainly didn't.

Well, no one's accusing you of murder.

Not yet.

I don't know who Chen
was trying to help,

and I don't know who killed him,

but I know I'm gonna find out.

You better.

As far as I'm concerned,
this is your mess to clean up.

Agent Knight, make sure he does so.

- Leon, that's not necessary.
- I wasn't asking.

I still can't believe you lied to me.

I didn't.

Dad...

you withheld information.

Vance just read me
the riot act, Jessica,

so drop it.

I'm not talking about the job.

I'm talking about us.

The family.

You scared Robin and I half to death.

I did what I thought was best.

For who?

So glad Jess's dad turned up.

She must be so relieved.

Well, she was at first,

but that, uh,
relief turned to anger pretty quick.

Well, that's understandable.

I mean, she probably felt betrayed,

considering how close they are.

Not close enough to share a last name.

Well, that's actually a family decision.

You know how Jess doesn't
want any preferential treatment.

She decided to take
her mother's maiden name

when she joined NCIS.

Ooh, I take it you met Big Daddy?

Oh, not yet. No.

Uh, he and Jess were gone

by the time I picked up Chen's body.

You know, that would've been perfect.

Grisly crime scenes
are my time to shine.

Just what every dad wants to hear

from his daughter's new boyfriend.

Actually, I think she's a little nervous

about us meeting,

but I survived Breena's father.

As long as Old Man Zhao

doesn't ask me to cover up some murder,

then I think we're
gonna get along great.

Love that optimism, my friend.

Okay, you know what I would love

is to see my DNA test results.

Ooh. Uh...

Careful what you wish for.

Really?

Mød din halvsoster.

That's Danish for
"Meet your half sister."

- You sure, Kasie?
- Yeah, I was hoping that

hearing it in your native tongue

would somehow soften the blow, but yeah.
100%.

So, what happens now, McGee?

I guess I need to figure out how
to break the news to my full sister.

Then maybe reach out to your new one?

No, I'm not sure I'm ready for all that.

- Oh, hang on. More results.
- About me?

Agent Chen.

There were partial prints left
all over his body.

Enough to pull an ID?

Not quite, but inspired by
your current situation,

I ran some more tests
for genetic markers.

Whoever left those prints...

...hmm,

was an East Asian female.

It might be the mystery woman

that Chen brought with him
to the States.

And that only narrows it down
to about a billion people.

Yes, but how many of those billion

stopped for fast food
on their way to the cabin?

Pirate logo look familiar?

Hey, good old Swashbuckler's Smokehouse.

Yeah, my twins love that place.

Yeah, so does Victoria.

Especially the
"chicken fing-arrs, matey."

Do that voice for Knight's dad.

I'm sure he'll love it.

Do we know which
Swashbuckler's they went to?

No, but

there are only a handful
in the tristate area.

Good thing I'm hungry.

What's a pirate's favorite letter?

Pirates love the "C."

You thought I was going to say "R."

- Please leave.
- Okay.

- Love you.
- Love you.

Swashbuckler's Smokehouse.

That's really all the evidence we have?

All due respect, sir...

Call me Feng.

...but I'm sure you've

caught bad guys with
less than that, Feng.

That may be true, Alden,

but it's just that I never heard
of this establishment before.

Well, you would if you
still had young children.

So, where exactly is
this Swashbuckler's Smokehouse?

These are the
two closest to Chen's cabin.

All right, let's divide and conquer.

Great, Nick and I will take
the Brandywine location.

Actually, I was hoping

I could team up with the legend here.

I'm pretty sure you have
some great stories.

And flattering as that may be, Nick,

I prefer to team with
my daughter. Thank you.

That is, if our team leader approves.

By all means, Feng.

Appreciate it.

Oh, good. I caught you just in time.

Oh... Jimmy.

Now, you must be the man himself.

It is such an honor to meet you.

Jess tells me that, uh,
you are lactose intolerant.

I hope soy milk is okay.

Thanks. That's very nice of you.

That is so nice of you.

- Uh, we got to go.
- You must be a probie.

Hang in there, kid,

you won't be fetching coffee for long.

What? No, no. Gosh.

Look at me, I haven't
even introduced myself.

I guess I'm a dad nervous.

I'm a tad, a tad nervous.

Look, I'm-I'm not a probie. No.

It's me, Jimmy.

Jimmy Palmer.

Dr. Jimmy Palmer.

Jimmy is our medical examiner.

Ah,

replacing the late, great Ducky Mallard.

Pleasure to meet you, Doctor.

It's nice to meet you, too.

Is it just me, or does that man
have no idea who I am?

Oh, no, it's not just you.

Do you think his tacky costumes

remind you of that summer Robin and I...

Yo-ho. This isn't a costume, okay?

It's a manager's uniform.

We are so sorry, Kenny.

Y'all should be glad I'm the one on duty

'cause this eagle eye doesn't
miss a thing around here.

Pretty sure the guy on morning
shift's been stealing ketchup.

That's really none of our concern.

We just need to find the woman

this man may have been here with.

If they were here, I'll find them.

Might help to use both your eagle eyes.

Smart.

What?

I didn't say anything.

Well, your look is saying something,

so I'll ask again. What?

This medical examiner of yours.

Okay, here we go.

You deny he's not just a colleague?

Because he called me by my first name?

Jessica, since when have you
ever snuck a boyfriend past me?

Okay, he's not a boyfriend, he's...

Much more. I could see that
clearly in both of you.

So why not introduce him as such?

Conversations like this, for a start.

And also because I don't
need your constructive feedback.

Widowed.

Single father.

You looked him up already?

Why else would I let you drive?

Dad, Jimmy is a great guy.

And Victoria, his daughter, is amazing.

Of both things I'm quite sure.

As I'm also sure of their
negative impact on the plan.

And there it is.

Though I'd prefer not to talk about it

- in front of the pirate.
- Bingo.

Got your guy right here,
and his girl's with him.

- Have you seen her before?
- No.

Well, they certainly look chummy.

And yet a few hours after this,

he ends up with his throat slit.

Say what?

We don't know that she did it.

You got a better suspect, I'm all ears.

Let's find this one.

Slow down, we got to finish our chat

about this Jimmy guy.

Oh, we're finished.

You can't do the plan halfway, Jessica.

- It's all or nothing.
- Enough, Dad.

What are you thinking?

You see the latest John Wick?

Love me some Keanu. You know that.

But where's the fun in pulling our guns?

You are so right.

Looking for someone?

The doctor, where is she?

Drop it!

A little help, Dad!

- Keep him still!
- Dad!

That was a mistake, you stupid...

"Keep him still"?

Really, Dad?

You did well.

Don't sound so surprised.

All right.

Who are you and...?

- What are you doing?
- Don't let him bite down!

No! No, no, no, no!

Cyanide.

Call an ambulance.

Who is this guy?

Someone who really didn't want to talk.

Oh, yo. Your father still in MTAC?

Yep. Apologizing to his office

for disappearing on them
without a word, and, sadly,

Vance has denied me
the pleasure of watching.

Yeah, just like we were
denied the pleasure

of watching the beatdown
you and your pops

gave this clown
just before he offed himself.

- Do we have an ID yet?
- Actually, we have two.

According to the DMV,
he is Philip Tán of Baltimore, Maryland.

No criminal record, pays his taxes.

And owns a telephone repair store.

It's a perfect sleeper cell cover.

That's what we thought, too.

So a deeper dive gave us his real name.

Hayou Tán.

He's a Chinese national paroled in 2019

from a Nigerian prison for smuggling.

Wasn't the pilot who Chen killed
also a smuggler from Nigeria?

Yep. Not a coincidence.

This all started
when Chen moved hell and earth

to bring our mystery woman to America.

Who the hell is she?

Apparently someone important
enough to commit murder for.

Not to mention suicide.

Yeah, speaking of,
Tán's official cause of death

was a capsule containing
potassium cyanide

- mixed with commercial bleach.
- That's quite a cocktail.

Yeah, recommended by the Chinese
Ministry of State Security

for operatives looking
to make a quick exit.

- It was quick all right.
- And that's not all.

Kasie said that the knife
that Tán attacked you with

is the same knife used to kill Chen.

Ah.

Well, that's all I got.

See you.

See you.

Jimmy?

Wait.

W-W-W-Wait.

Thought you'd get away that easy, huh?

No. Yes. I mean, I mean...

Uh...

The man down on my autopsy
table is now a confirmed killer.

I'm just glad that you and
your dad weren't hurt yesterday.

I know what you're thinking.

I don't think you do.

You think that I am
a terrible girlfriend.

- Okay, maybe you do.
- And I deserve that.

Jess.

How could you not
mention me to your father?

Well, I was going to, it's...

you know, at the right time.

I mean, you should see
what he's done to my exes.

And I just didn't want
to see that happen to you.

That is very nice.

Do you want to tell me the real reason?

Uh, it has to do with...

the plan.

"The plan"?

Ever since I was a kid,

uh, my dad and I,

we had this plan for my career.

Step one,

team leader.

And then field office SAC.

Assistant director.

And then NCIS director.

It's ambitious.

And all well within your range.

Thanks.

And then, when I lost my REACT team,

it kind of threw me off my game.

Well, how could it not?

But it's okay because...

it landed me here,
and I'm really happy here

and I'm-I'm happy with the
team and I'm happy with you.

That's great.

That's great, Jess.

But none of this explains
why your father knows

absolutely nothing about me.

I guess I just didn't
want to feel that pressure

to go back to the plan.

Well, it's not like he could see us

as some sort of barrier.

Right?

Well, it's more like a distraction.

Just...

Wait.

What-what do you think?

Well, I think that right now
my life is better with you

and Victoria in it.

"Right now"?

Jimmy, that's not what I meant. I...

Jess, what did you mean?

Well, I...

I meant...

You may not be a part of my dad's plan,

but you are a part of mine.

I mean, you know, dads are complicated.
Just ask Knight.

McGee, you're a dad, too.

Yeah, but I'm gonna be different.

How are you gonna be different?

For one, I can promise

my children I'm not gonna
have a secret love child.

Neither did your dad.

So it was a mistake?

No, Lauren is definitely
your half sister.

But she isn't the product of an affair.

Immaculate conception.

No, in vitro fertilization.

- Wait, so my dad was...?
- A sperm donor, yep.

Wow.

Your dad did something nice for a couple

that couldn't have their own kids.

My dad?

Your dad.

Ooh, looks like facial rec

finally got a match
on our mystery woman.

Her name is Dr. Mei Li.

Listed as a doctor of nutrition.

A food scientist for China's
Bureau of Agriculture.

Hmm, why would Chinese spies

be chasing after a food scientist?

I don't know, but I have a feeling

they're gonna keep coming after her.

Well, then we better get to her first.

Thanks, Kasie.

Hey, kiddo.

Why do you always sneak up
on me like a ninja?

You know the ancient shinobi
were actually Han Chinese,

founded during the reign of Emperor Gao.

Mm.

Did you, uh, track me down
to give me a history lesson?

I was impressed by the way you
handled our assailant yesterday.

Your skills are sharp.

Well, that's because someone

made me practice
every day before school.

And you're still doing it.

Though your technique could be
even better if you fully...

Dad, please, just...

I have my own new thoughts
about the plan.

I just want you to be aware
of some upcoming options,

since I have a plan of my own.

A retirement plan.

You? No.

You love your job.

But after my bike accident last year,

for the first time
in my life I'm thinking

maybe it's time.

My legacy's intact
and continues with you.

No pressure there.

- You can go farther.
- Dad.

Which is why I recommended
to Director Vance

that you replace me as
Special Agent in Charge

in Yokosuka.

Before discussing it with me?

I had my reasons.

Is Jimmy one of them?

I know you think this thing
with the M.E. is serious, but...

Dad, it is not a thing,
it is a relationship.

And please don't try to tell me
what I'm thinking.

It's Parker.

The BOLO on your mystery
woman Mei Li just got a hit.

She was hiding out in a motel.

Torres is bringing her in right now.

Great, I'll take
the lead in interrogation.

Yeah, right. On my six.

Those are her first words
since we found her.

Maybe she doesn't speak English.

Ah.

Daddy-daughter agents?

Oh, so she does speak English.

Makes it easier on my end. Whew.

What can I say?

I can't shake him.

Try as she might.

I know this proverb.

"Every family has its problems."

"But love always overcomes."

Agent Chen was family as well, Dr. Li.

NCIS family.

And he gave his life for you.

So would you mind telling us why?

I was researching
genetic virus manipulation

when my government forced me
to weaponize the virus.

And where you're from,
saying no is not an option.

So now I'm trying to do
the next best thing.

So you're blowing the whistle
on your government?

The world needs to know what
horrors I've helped to create.

I will not dishonor my family

and allow my work to be used
for mass destruction.

In order to stop it from happening,

I needed to find a way out of China.

So you paid smugglers to help
sneak you out of the country?

And that's where you met Agent Chen?

He listened to my story.

He believed me.

He got me safely to the States,

before we were attacked at the cabin.

He told me to run and get the cultures

to Special Agent Zhao Feng.

Hold on, did you say cultures?

The samples I snuck out of the lab.

You brought bioweapons
into the United States?

How else will your scientists
develop an antidote to combat them?

And you didn't think to tell that

to our agents when they picked you up?

Chen told me not to reveal anything,

unless it was to him.

And where are these cultures now?

In my backpack.

Safe in a secure case.

Surely your agents took it
from the motel room.

Uh-oh.

Uh-oh, what? You didn't take it?

Oh, no, we have the backpack.

There was only papers and pens in there.

So, in other words,
there's a missing case

of Armageddon loose in Virginia?

Like I said, "Uh-oh."

Of course I remember her.

How could I forget

the way y'all swooped in here
and hauled her out?

How long did she stay here?

Not long enough,

but she had pre-paid for one more night.

What could she have done
that was so bad?

Well, we're more concerned about
what she may have left behind.

She only had that backpack of hers,

and y'all already grabbed it.

Just the same, ma'am, we, uh,
we need to get in that room.

But it hasn't been cleaned.

Even better.

There you go.

- Thank you.
- Thanks.

Geez.

Well, no sign of forced entry.

Other than the unmade bed,

there's no sign that
Dr. Li was even here.

According to front desk records,
Li had the sole keycard.

Digital logs show she only
used the card once today,

when she came back from
grabbing breakfast at 9:13.

Well, it's safe to say no one
broke in through these windows.

Maybe she took the backpack
with her to breakfast?

Someone swiped the cultures there?

I don't think so. She was adamant

about stashing the backpack
and never touched it.

Well, those cultures
didn't disappear on their own.

So, either Dr. Li is lying,

or someone, somehow

broke into this room.

I'm gonna go with door number two.

Someone's definitely crashing here.

Aren't these adjoining doors
supposed to be locked?

Supposed to be.

Check out this tool.
Good way to pick a lock.

Let's find out who's staying
in this room.

Hello again, Teri.

What can you tell us about room 17?

Checked out early this morning.

Got a name?

Y'all can't keep harassing my guests.

First you make a fuss
over that poor girl,

and now you're-you're picking on
that nice young man.

I ain't telling you nothing more

until you tell me why you're asking.

Oh, this one's all you, Dad.

That poor woman smuggled a
deadly bioweapon into the U.S.,

and the nice young man likely stole it.

So, do you have a name?

Well, I can do you one better.

I have a photocopy
of his driver's license.

Isn't that Kenny
from Swashbuckler's Smokehouse?

I guarantee he's not the mastermind,

but why would they hire this guy
to steal the cultures?

Maybe 'cause he could get close
without raising suspicion?

Apparently, the plan worked.

Do you have the case?

You got the money you promised?

First, the case.

No, first, the money.

Okay, fine.

What even is that stuff?

Did anyone see you at the motel?

No. Just the old lady at the front desk.

Well, that is unfortunate for you.

NCIS!

Drop your weapon!

Drop the weapon out the window.

Out the window now!

All right, exit the vehicle slowly.

Kenny. Come on, come on.

Y-You're not running.

From the bioweapon you just released?

Only harm this chicken soup
from Swashbuckler's Smokehouse

will do...

is cause me some indigestion.

Yeah, we got some bad news, guys.

We got onto your plan.

Tracked down that idiot Kenny
a few hours ago.

We swapped your bioweapons.

Pro tip,

next time, don't outsource

your dirty work to a fast food pirate.

Did you see that? You said I'd be fine,

but they pulled a gun.
They damn near killed me.

Well, they're gonna try again

'cause you're going to prison with them.

What?

That man...

stole my lab cultures?

The Chinese nationals that we arrested

needed to distance themselves
after their agent failed,

so they hired this joker
to break into your room.

Your friend Agent Chen

is getting a posthumous Medal of Valor.

He sacrificed everything.

Well, you sacrificed a lot, too.

Marshals are here to take you
to protective custody.

And the lab cultures?

Safe at Fort Detrick.
They'll be destroyed

once our scientists
develop a countermeasure.

I pray that one will never be needed.

Hear, hear.

Thank you, Agents.

Is that the flag of Denmark?

You mean the kingdom of Denmark.

Well, does this sudden enthusiasm

for your native homeland

have anything to do
with a new family member?

My sister and I met her
this morning for breakfast.

Oh, that's right. Was that cool?

Oh, it was extremely cool.

It's like, she teaches yoga,

she shares a lot
of the McGee mannerisms.

No, it was actually, it was wild, man.

Any chance there are
even more McGees out there?

No, no, don't-don't even start.
Don't do that, please.

Don't start.

I don't know, man.

I think I saw someone
with the same earlobes

in the gym this morning.

Okay. All right.

Wow. That is quite the offer.

"Special Agent in Charge
Knight" has a nice ring to it.

Be hard to get used to.

Japan's, uh, what?

It's, uh, 5,000 miles away?

7,600.

Whoa.

I mean, we had a good run.

Jimmy, I'm not breaking up with you.

I love you. We're just
talking this through...

Wait, are you breaking up with me?

No, no, no, no, no, no.

I'm just trying not
to stand in your way.

Look, if this is your dream,
I am your biggest cheerleader.

I'm not taking the job.

Like I said before, I'm happy here.

Yeah.

Right now, Jess.

You know, you said that
you're happy right now.

Isn't that all that we've got?

Are we okay?

Yes.

Yes.

It's just, um...

I...

It's my dad. He's waiting on us.

Us?

Mm-hmm.

Us.

That's great.

I-I have some stuff to clean up here.

Why don't you go ahead?
I'll-I'll catch up.

I'm glad we got this
surprise visit, but please,

no more surprises.

I'm glad I got to see you in action.

Just trying to make you proud.

You have.

You're a fantastic agent.

You made a great life for yourself.

But...

"There could be more." I know.

Right now...

...I'm okay just being happy.

Which is all a father can hope for.

But that shouldn't stop you
from enjoying retirement.

I mean,

if you're really ready.

I am.

Okay.

Well, great 'cause I'd love
to see more of you.

We both would.

You sure he's good enough?

Dad.

He wants what's best for me.

Okay.

Let's try this again.

Feng Zhao. And you are?

Jimmy Palmer, sir.

Nice to properly meet you.

You, too.

My daughter says
you're one of the good ones.

I want you to know that

I will always support Jessica.

Always.

I really love her.

That makes two of us.