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- Let's go. - Thank you, Brother Bao.

Hetty's in trouble. We know where she is.

- Vietnam? - Admiral Chegwidden

was looking for her with Charles Langston.

You'll give up your secrets one way or another.

God!

This is not gonna end well for either of us.

I suggest you figure out why she's there.

- Start with who took that photo. - We're booked on the next flight.

- Let's go get Hetty. - I have a surprise for you.

He's very hungry. A man-eater.

It's definitely her.

He says none of this is useful.

She's been extremely difficult. And I have limited resources here.

You can get everything you want from her,

but you'll have to kill her to do so. I figured you'd wanna do that yourself.

- How was your trip? - Where is she?

She needed some fresh air.

Oh, princess, we have visitor.

- He says... - I know what the hell he says.

I always hoped we would meet again, wi po.

Hey. They've all been away before.

Didn't go so well last time, did it? And they weren't looking for Hetty.

- Have you heard from them yet? - Soon.

- Let me know as soon as you do. - Of course.

- Any luck with the helicopter? - Any idea

how many aircraft were destroyed in Vietnam?

- Not exact numbers. I imagine a lot. - Five thousand.

Jeez. That crash must've happened after the war. That should help.

Hetty and the others weren't supposed to be there,

so finding records of anything they did is next to impossible.

There has to be a casualty report, at least for the pilot.

- Nope. Not if they were CIA. - She is not making this any easier.

- No. - Have you tried contacting Sabatino?

He wasn't alive when this happened.

Maybe there was a mentor at the agency

or an instructor from way back when who remembers something.

- It might be worth a shot, right? - I will try anything.

Hate to say it, but I think it may be time to call SECNAV.

She is a fan of Hetty's.

She'll have access to people and information that we don't.

- Good idea. You should call her. - Why me?

Well, it was your idea.

Technically, you have seniority.

Yeah. But you're a woman, and she's a woman.

What does that have to do with anything?

Well, you know...

To be honest, she scares me.

There, I said it.

- Okay, Eric, why does she scare you? - It's a long story

involving a layover, visiting Greek dignitaries, and a pet ferret.

To be fair, it's not my pet ferret.

Eric, you are a man of many mysteries,

most of which belong in Weird Tales.

Love Weird Tales. I'm still looking for the February 1928 issue.

First publication of Lovecraft's "Call of Cthulhu.”

- I rest my case. There it is. - There you go.

You need anything else?

I have, uh, leopards, monkeys, pangolins.

How about some meow-meow?

- He wants her cleaned up. - Sure. Any preference?

Want her to look like a local or a schoolgirl?

I can even put her in a wedding dress.

I wouldn't push your luck if I were you.

You're not me.

How's that ear?

Couple beers.

Looks like you made some friends.

They've been with us since the police station.

- How'd you make out with local five-0? - They weren't pleased

they're looking for people who entered without going through customs.

- They're willing to cooperate? - Good question.

We thought about losing them, but it's more trouble than it's worth.

If we need guns, we can get some.

- We are not taking their guns. - Not yet.

- You guys ask around? - No.

Figured we'd wait in case we asked the wrong people.

Just a reminder that this is essentially an authoritarian police state,

so if we could keep this on the low-low, it'd be great.

This trip is off-book already.

Anything goes sideways, NCIS will be forced to disown us.

- Probably never be seen again. - Let's make sure that doesn't happen.

Worst vacation ever.

Damn it.

- How's it going? - Well, I've recently discovered

that Hetty has her pilot's license,

has an ongoing game of Catan with Elon Musk,

and is currently being courted by a noted entomologist

who would like to name a rare species of wasp after her.

- So there's that. - Interesting.

- Though not at all useful. - Would you like some help?

Pull up a box.

We are looking for anything related to Southeast Asia

or Vietnam from 1972 to 1978.

So if you see any mention of a helicopter crash

or any casualties relating to a helo crash, that would be great.

Also any photos or references to Chegwidden, Langston, Bridges,

- or Granger, also great. Mm-hm. - Got it.

This is a needle in a haystack at this point, but it's all we got.

- You sure all these are Hetty's? - They should be. Why?

Because...

this looks like some serious Santeria crap.

Oh, my Godzilla. Is that a real lizard?

Don't know, don't care.

I'm sure it's just some evidence from an old case.

We'll just pop the lid back on this guy. We're gonna put him in a time-out.

And, uh, why don't you take my box? I'll find another one.

I need to wash my hands in holy water.

Really? It wasn't that bad. I've seen way worse.

She's been here a couple times, but that was a few months back.

- You talked to her? - No, but I remember seeing her.

- Was she with anyone? - Mm. I don't know.

- You guys have surveillance cameras? - Heh. No.

- Did she meet anyone? - Don't know, but when it gets busy,

I'm lucky if I can remember everyone's order. Sorry.

What about any of these guys?

Yeah, they've been in here a few time. They were asking about the same lady.

- Who is she? - She's a friend.

- Oh. She missing? - Possibly.

- Did you try talking to the police? - We're with the police.

Yeah. Did you see these three men with anybody else?

- I don't think so. - Say where they're staying?

Not to me. They were real gentlemen, which is nice for a change.

Yeah, I can only imagine.

They did leave me a number where I could reach them

if I saw their friend again or thought of anything else.

- Thank you so much. - Thanks.

- Hey, Eric. - How's Vietnam?

Cool. I just wish I was here to enjoy it. Hey.

I'm sending you a number Chegwidden might be using.

All right. I got it. You tried calling it?

No. I hoped you could first, so we don't tip them off we're here.

Okay, sounds good. Oh.

It's a sat phone. This should be easy.

Or not. It's turned off.

- Can you switch it back on? - Uh, possibly. Need a little time.

Send us the location as soon as it's on.

- I'll also try to track any previous calls. - Thank you.

Excuse me! Pardon me! I am coming through.

Watch the tootsies! Whoo! That was a close one.

Hey, Harley, can you give me a hand with this top box here?

I just need to...

- Hi, sis. - Sydney, how'd you get in here?

I heard Hetty was in trouble and you could use a hand.

- Did Harley call you? - Who?

- Uh, Harley Hidoko. - Oh, no.

It was your executive assistant director.

- Mosley? - That's the one.

- Is there a problem? - Uh, no, that's...

- No, we're fine. - Okay.

- Harley already gave me the rundown. - Great. Well...

- Thanks for helping. - Glad I could help.

- Whoa, is this real? - What is it?

It looks like a Christmas card from Queen Elizabeth.

"Best wishes for Christmas and the New Year.

Looking forward to catching up at Sandringham. Elizabeth and Philip."

Oh, my God.

Hetty spends Christmas with the queen?

I mean, I don't think it was like an every Christmas thing, but wow.

I wanna spend Christmas with the queen.

Excuse me, mum. Would you like me to walk the corgis?

Oh, that would be lovely, dear.

I'll ride Curlew out to meet you for some tea.

Wait a second. Where is Hetty's mail being sent?

It's not like she's having it sent here. She sold off most of her property.

Not that she'd have mail sent there anyway.

- You never sent her anything by mail? - I never had the need.

The postal service holds mail for 30 days.

- Yeah. - She's been gone months.

Which means somebody's getting it for her.

- Did that have an envelope with it? - Uh... No.

We need to find something with an address on it.

- Okay. Mm-hm. - Let's doit.

- Okay, so... - Ahem.

Enter.

Thank you.

I think we may have a lead to finding Hetty.

A postal box?

I believe her mail is being sent and held there.

If we can get access to her mail, there is no telling what we'll find.

- You want a warrant? - Yes.

- Okay, I'll see what I can do. - Great.

- This is when you leave. - Right.

- Thank you. Thank you. - Yeah. Mm-hm.

You need to get cleaned up.

- Why? - Our friend pay good money for you.

You need to look presentable.

Where's Keane?

He died.

Ah! Y'all made out well.

Yeah. Hopefully something in here is helpful.

I'll take those Bed Bath & Beyond coupons, if they're up for grabs.

- I bet you would. - Uh-huh.

- I'm gonna give Mosley a sitrep. - Okay.

- Well, dig in, sister. - All right.

Enter.

- Where are we? - Beale's tracking down a phone.

Hetty's former colleagues are using.

We retrieved mail from the P.O. Box she uses.

What do you think our chances are of bringing her home alive?

I don't know. No one's heard from her.

Even her old buddies haven't located her.

- Is there anything else we can do? - Not that I can think of.

If you or the others think of anything, let me know.

She deserves all the help we can give her.

Hidoko, I wanna bring Hetty home any way we can.

Yes, ma'am.

- Talk to me, Eric. - They haven't made any calls,

and I haven't been able to turn on the phone remotely.

Pros. They only put the battery in when they make a call.

But several calls were from one location.

- A hotel. I sent you the address. - We'll check it out.

- Tell us if they appear anywhere else. - Will do.

- We'll check out the three amigos. - What about those escorts?

They've been with us long enough. We need the angry girlfriend.

- On it. - Two more beers.

Sorry. No. Okay.

- Any luck? - Not yet.

- Who's Maggie? - That's one of Hetty's aliases.

Yeah.

It's from the right time period. It's a birthday card

- from a Kim Nguyen in Rancho Park. - May I see?

- Yeah. - I'll see if I can track her down.

- Check it out. - Mystery team to the rescue.

Only this time, I'm gonna be Nancy Drew.

Oh, but you're such a good Togo.

- You know, I really don't like you... - Togo doesn't talk, remember?

- What the hell? - Any time, G.

- It's jammed. - Give it to me, hand it over.

- Okay, why don't you be my guest? - Thank you.

It's my specialty, boys. Just give me a second here.

- What is happening? - How's it working out for you?

Are you done? Not so much, huh?

Okay, you know what, smartass? You do it.

Well, if you kids are done messing around. Ahem.

The key is to become one with the device.

It's not so much a lock to be opened. It's a puzzle to be solved,

to be understood, to be tender.

- Something's wrong with it. - Let me pick the lock.

I got it. Ah!

That works.

You get ten points for efficiency and, screw it, ten points for style.

Ain't that right?

- Clear. - Clear.

Clear.

Guys.

- They know we're here. - How?

They knew we were coming for Hetty.

I found her.

Kim Nguyen came to this country in 1978 from Saigon.

Guess who sponsored her.

- Hetty. - Yup.

- Did you contact her? - Yes.

- She'll meet us at the boatshed. - Boatshed?

- Well, it's... - It's classified.

Okay. Wait up.

Margaret helped my family to come here after the war.

Do you recognize any of the people in this photo?

I remember some of them.

Do you remember a man who may have been part of the group?

He may have taken the picture.

Yeah. His name was Harris or Harrison.

- What is this about? - Margaret returned to Vietnam

a few months ago. We haven't heard from her since.

We don't know where she is or even why she went.

We think she was in this bar.

Sorry, that means nothing to me.

I have never been back to Vietnam.

- Did you try the monastery? - Um, I'm sorry?

You do know that Maggie is a Buddhist?

- Obviously. - Of course.

That's where she met my brother. He helped her and others find people.

And in return, she helped me and my family.

We never would have been able to come here without her.

Um, where is your brother now?

He was killed long time ago.

But Margaret always stays with the monk when she can.

This place is beautiful.

- No wonder Hetty loved it here. - It'd be great if they had a Starbucks.

I could really go for a chai tea latte right about now.

- I told you to sleep on the plane. - Easier said than done.

Beale lent me his Ren & Stimpy collection.

Thanks, Eric. Tell us if you find anything.

They find something?

They may have ID'd another member of Hetty's unit.

A guy named Harris or Harrison. They're looking into it.

- Xin chao. - How may I help you?

- Looking for a friend of ours. - Ah, yes.

She has stayed here over the years.

- Recently? - A few months back,

- until the man came. - What man?

Older, bald, he brought a gun and had to be removed.

- Do you still have that gun? - No, we destroyed it.

- Where'd she go? - I don't know. I'm sorry.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

- What's it say? - I don't know. It's in Vietnamese.

- Sexy! Hee-hee. - Wow.

The band's back together.

Oh, dear God.

It's beautiful out.

Why are you so angry? I told you my real name, Jeff Carol.

- I'm CIA. - We thought you were lying.

- Why? - Nothing you ever said was true.

That's really hurtful. I worked on that money-laundering case for six years.

I won't blow it up because you show up.

You went to a surgeon to look like David Hasselhoff.

I had enemies. And everyone loves the Hoff.

- He's got a point. - We're here to find Hetty.

What is your excuse?

- Same thing. - All right, that's it.

Back off! I'm Special Activities.

I will kill you all with my finger, all right? My finger.

All right, man! We heard some chatter an American agent got captured.

- He's being sold to the highest bidder. - You only tell us now?

We didn't know who or even what the situation was.

- Not until your people showed up. - What people?

- Wow, Golden Girls go to Saigon. - Not these guys.

- Damn it, J.C. - Why'd you bring them here?

For their protection. You can use their help.

- We don't need protection. - We damn sure don't need their help.

You are so adorable. I love you.

- Don't even think about it. - Come on. Fine.

We are so doomed.

So, what's your plan?

- My plan? - With my sister?

What are your intentions?

I'm not sure if that's any of your business.

You are a thing, aren't you? She brought you home for Christmas.

That was more as a friend who was away from his family.

I'm not comfortable discussing it.

- You know she's my younger sister. - Yeah.

So you know I'm watching you.

And I am very, very protective of my little Togo.

You should probably know that Nell never really liked being Togo.

- Sure she did. - Pretty sure she didn't.

- It's a private sister joke. - It's not funny.

Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the ender dragon? Hm?

What's harshing your mellow today, code monkey? Huh? Come on.

- Spit it out, Rickets. - You're a bully.

I'm protective of Nell too,

but you gotta stop bossing her around like she's a kid.

No, you're right. I'm not a good person.

I'm not saying that.

Then why'd everybody in school call me Sydney Vicious?

What?

Sydney.

Sydney. Sydney, please, wait.

- Syd? What's up? - What happened?

- I called your sister the B-word. - A bitch?

- No, I called her a bully, which she is. - Eric, no.

What? I said I was sorry. Nell.

So where's Hetty now?

We don't know, but we know who has her.

He's a poacher-smuggler by the name of Dang.

- Lured her with Keane. - Who's Keane?

- Harris Keane. - He was in her unit.

Apparently died in a helicopter crash after the war.

We think Dang convinced Hetty that he was still alive.

- She came to see for herself. - And Dang grabbed her.

Now he's trying to sell her to the highest bidder.

How do we get her back?

So Dang operates in here.

It's pretty isolated, which allows for his poaching,

poppies, human trafficking, name it.

- What are we waiting for? - No one goes in or out

- without Dang knowing. - Call the police or army.

He has people in both. They'd know we were coming.

How do we get in there?

- Hope you brought comfortable shoes. - What? We're walking?

- That's hundreds of miles. - Not all the way.

- We'll get dropped in by chopper. - How'd you access a helo?

We brought some spending money.

Yeah, I bet you did.

- What about weapons? - You mean, like these?

Yeah, that's right, baby.

Who's your daddy?

- Wink again and I will rip out your eye. - I can respect that.

Syd? What's going on?

I shouldn't have come here.

What? Why? You're helping us.

Yeah, but I always say the wrong things

and hurt people's feelings, even when I'm not trying to.

Come on. Nobody's perfect.

- You are. - What are you talking about?

You were the most popular, made the best grades,

- you were the most athletic. - Okay, just stop.

I have wanted to have this conversation with you

for my entire life, but now is just not the right time.

I am sorry that Eric called you a bully. I really am.

But right now I need to focus on finding Hetty,

and you need to suck it up and get your butt back to Ops to help.

And if you're incapable of doing that,

then please get the hell out of my way, so I can do it myself.

And I am never being Togo again.

- Hello? - Eric.

- What did you find out on Dang? - He's a piece of work.

He specializes in the illegal exotic-animal trade,

and has his fingers in just about every black market.

- You got a location for him? - You sent us a big area.

- Can we get a satellite photo? - I put in a request.

I doubt I'll hear back. Even if we do, it'll probably be a couple weeks.

- Did you speak to Sabatino? - Yeah. He confirmed that Rio

is the alias of CIA Officer Jeff Carol, which is probably an alias in itself.

He was quick to add that Rio-slash-Jeff is borderline insane.

Borderline? Guy's got a condo in crazy country.

What about a drone? Can we get a flyover from Subic Bay?

I don't think we have drones on the island.

Find out. I wanna know what we're walking into.

- I'll see what I can do. - Thanks.

- Isn't it great working together again? - We never worked together.

Hey, in the spirit of cooperation, just so that there's no surprises,

if we find your girl and we can't get her out alive,

then I have my orders to neutralize the threat.

I'm sorry?

Not my first choice, just in the interest of national security.

You lay a finger on Hetty, I will kill you.

- We both will. - Several times over.

This is what I get for sharing? You guys are so closed off.

- It's hard to talk to you. - I'm trying not to,

- but I can't guarantee I won't kill him. - Don't let me stop you.

- I'll try my best! - A flyover?

Unless we get satellite images.

Without one or the other, our team is going in blind.

Duly noted. You're dismissed.

I just allowed four agents into a foreign country

to rescue a former NCIS legend

without authorization from the government

or support from local authorities.

I don't know if I'm an altruist or suicidal.

You're human, ma'am.

- The best we can hope to be. - Great. You can tell them that

when this costs me my career.

Sam and I will walk point. Kensi, Deeks, you trail.

Whoa! Kid, you don't give the orders here.

Right. We were actually here before.

- You left a man behind. - Don't go there.

- It's not my place to say... - Shut up!

- Don't make me choose sides. - Wait a minute.

- What the hell? - That necessary?

I'm impressed you can hear that.

- We're here for the same reason. - Fine. Walk point. We'll cover our six.

- We can take any tunnels we find. - We won't find any.

- We might. - We're not going in any tunnel!

Let's move.

- Watch out for booby traps. - Oh, my God, this is gonna be great.

Aye, yi, yi. Bunch of babies.

Do you like whiskey?

Cannot find this in America.

We try to keep roadkill out of our liquor.

Where is Keane's body?

What does it matter?

He's still with the tiger.

Not much left now.

You're too hard on yourself. Nobody even knew he was still alive.

You should drink.

It only gets worse from here.

- You mad? - Dogs go mad, people get angry.

- You angry? - Not really.

You've done something I've never been able to. Thank you.

- How's Sydney? - She'll be fine.

How are these guys doing?

They're on the move to an isolated area

where Dang, Hetty's kidnapper, is believed to be,

but we have no idea what they're walking into.

Okay.

- Where are you going? - I'm gonna see what I can do.

- Enter. - Hi.

I just wanted to thank you for bringing my sister in today.

Well, we could use a few extra hands.

She has proven to be helpful in the past.

And also for the search warrant with Hetty's mail, very helpful.

Great. Anything else?

Do you play poker, ma'am?

No, I don't consider myself much of a gambler.

I am, or was, until they put me in the Griffin Book.

Like it's my fault I'm lucky and exceptionally good at math.

Inconsequential.

The thing is, ma'am, you're already at the table

from the moment you provided plane tickets.

If this thing goes south, you are most definitely going to take the fall.

The only chance you have of surviving this is if our team can pull it off.

That is not going to happen if they have no idea what they're facing.

So, ma'am, at this point, I say, you go all in.

- Secretary Davis's office. - Yes, I have an urgent call

from Executive Assistant Director Shay Mosley.

- Hold the line for Secretary Davis. - Ahem.

- Where's Bridges? - He was right behind me.

You gotta be kidding me.

- Man. - What are you doing?

- I had to take a leak. - Again?

At my age, you'll be wearing a diaper.

At least we won't have to stop every ten minutes.

You wanna go with me, Mr. Hippy?

I'm sorry, did you say "hippy"? It's 2018. You having a flashback?

- Deeks. - What?

- Please. - Both of you, knock it off.

Kensi, fall back and trail with me. The rest, move on.

All right, moving on.

- Come on, pops. - All right, son.

It has come to my attention

that apparently I can sometimes come across as a bit abrasive.

And I just wanted to apologize to anyone

I may have offended with my behavior.

There you have it.

Well, I am sorry for calling you a bully.

And I, too, am sorry for being overly blunt.

- I'm not sorry for anything. - Beale.

- Can you get this to our team? - What is this?

The satellite images of the area you requested.

- Thank you. - Alert me before they go in.

Hidoko, with me.

- Go for Golf Charlie. - Hey, it's me, Echo Bravo.

- That does sound cool. - What you got?

The lady in the glass house has come through.

You should have pictures of the playground.

- How many tangos are we talking? - Close to a dozen.

Thank you, Echo Bravo. Golf Charlie, out.

Safest way to come in is following this stream.

It's gonna get dark soon. I'll tell the others.

It's time.

I'll be right there.

One, two, three.

Where is she?

Henrietta?

Harris Keane?

Oh, damn, you guys got old.

We got Keane. He's alive.

Open your eyes.

Still with us?

I thought you said she was tough.

I've got it.

Hetty.

Hetty, hey.

- Are you okay? - Oh, it's about bloody time.

We got her.

- You good? - Mm-hm.

I am now.

Chopper's five minutes out.

Get Keane on first.

I told you this was gonna end with a bullet in your head.

I lied.

Heh. I lied.

You're too old, Maggie. You don't have the stomach for this anymore.

See you in hell, Dang.

- I'll be waiting for you. - Oh, I certainly hope so.

- Hi. - Hi.

Thanks for helping out today.

Oh, yeah. Well, thank you for letting me.

- Of course. - I'm glad everything worked out

- for Hetty and everybody. - Yeah, me too.

Hey, I'm sorry for always making you be Togo.

- Why didn't you say anything? - You're my big sister.

I wanted you to spend time with me.

Even if that meant having to play a dog to do so.

- So... - I love you.

I love you too.

Plus, Togo solved way more crimes than Nancy Drew ever did.

Gotcha.

Yeah.

Okay.

- You out of here? - Yes.

- I'll see you. - See you later.

Thank you.

You've done more for me than I can ever pay back.

It's the least I can do to take you home.

I've been in Vietnam for most of my life.

I don't even know what home is anymore.

It's with us now.