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Gibbs failed his psych eval.

That is the definition of crazy.

If my wife and daughter
were murdered,

- I would be crazy, too.
- You okay, man?

I'm on your squad. Folks call me Randy.

I ain't your commanding officer,
I'm just your boss.

Lala. So, you're on my squad then?

- Nope. You're on mine.
- I see you scratching him up

like a dog in heat.

So, lady, if you're gonna bang him,

you get it over with so we can
get back to our damn jobs.

You're a Navy cop now?

What are you doing, Leroy?

You're not built for that, son.

I've seen
more than my fair share of war.

Sometimes the worst part about
losing a battle isn't the losing.

It's the surviving
that comes after.

I put off having
a real funeral for them.

I put off selling that house.

I put off moving on.

And that morning,

I couldn't find the strength
to pack a thing.

But I didn't leave
empty-handed, either.

My wife believed

we all should
have a code to live by,

a set of rules.

And I believed in her.

So, for years,
I wrote my own rules down on napkins,

scraps of paper.

I followed all of them
to the letter.

And there I was, thinking,

"Look where it got me."

Lose your pager, probie?

Them beep-bops that thing
makes... they ain't suggestions.

Sorry, boss, didn't hear it.

How'd you find me?

Got a body waiting for us
out in Case Springs. Get in.

The rules gave my life order.

But now, without
Shannon and Kelly...

...there was no order.

There was only surviving.

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Ain't this life at its finest?

One day you're smiling
pretty for the cameras,

telling the world how
you nabbed a serial sniper.

Next thing you know,
you're out here trashing

the crocodile boots your mama gave you.

You want the rundown or you
want to keep talking footwear?

I would like the rundown, please.

Emmett Sawyer, 22, local civilian.

Corporal found his body while
he was out fishing this morning.

Looks like he was dragged

onto base and then dumped.

Tracks lead to a parking lot
at the nature conservatory.

I've fished largemouth bass
in the stream down the way.

Lot of times civilians
wander over from the preserve.

Hell of a beatdown this boy took.

Where's the chief at?

I just radioed.

Oh. Son of a gun.

Dr. Tango's office said he's out
surfing over at Lower Trestles.

Hanging ten. Of course he is.

Yeah, they sent a tech to track
him down. Might be a while, though.

You wearing boat shoes, Rando?

Unfortunately.

Evidence bag.

What's that... plastic egg?

- Hmm.
- Ah.

It might have fallen
from his fanny pack.

Eddie's aunt wears fanny packs
like it's a religion.

Stuff's coming out of it all the time.

Who's Eddie?

Boyfriend.

It's okay to open it?

Unless you got X-ray vision.

Hmm.

- Mike.
- What you got?

Marijuana.

Ooh. Mm.

Oh.

Got another one over here.

It ain't primo, but yeah.

Looks like we got ourselves
a dope dealing Easter Bunny.

Sweep the area, see what
else you can dig up.

Dominguez.

I need to tell you...

I had a chat with Tish.

I might have mentioned...

...to her that, you know...

...what I said about

you and probie.

"Dog in heat."

Okay.

Okay, yeah, well, um...

Tish said I should tell you I'm sorry.

Well, are you?

I just told you what she said.

All right. Let's hurry this up
so we can get home and hose off.

Dad?

Yep?

What?

That mattress doesn't
belong on the floor.

You been walking through a swamp?

You hungry?

Headed back to work.

Just came home to clean up.

Hey.

That boss of yours...

does he walk through
the swamps with you?

Never leaves my side.

Yeah.

Mama gave me those boots.

And I told you how many times

to keep your mowing Reeboks
in the trunk?

Did you talk to Lala?

Yeah, I told you I would.

And?

And you were right.

I feel cleansed.

Mike.

Jackson.

When'd you get in?

No, no, no. We're not doing that.

How many times I stood on this porch

and you dance around my questions,

you usher me back to my car?
Not this time.

You and me are gonna sit down like men,

talk about my boy.

- Well...
- I'm coming in, Mike.

I get this honey fresh from a
stand on the side of the road.

Hmm.

It'll knock your socks off.

Did I, uh... did I
really hear you right?

You're... going with him?

Can't make sense of it myself.

Well, you just blink twice if
you're in danger, sweetheart.

You two have fun catching up.

Nice to finally meet you, Mr. Gibbs.

Well, let's have it.

You didn't think
to call me with an update?

You left. You weren't here.

I was here.

Minute I got the call
about Shannon and Kelly,

I was on a plane.

- I was here.
- I ain't talking about back then.

Leroy couldn't come.

I came for him.

- I was here.
- I know you were here.

You were riding my ass
the whole damn investigation.

Yeah. And then what?

And then Gibbs came back
and you skipped out on him.

- You disappeared.
- No.

No. I left town to get my head right.

And you let that son of a bitch

that killed my granddaughter
run off to Mexico.

You see that?

He took everything from me.

And you let him go.

You let him go.

Ain't that simple.

We ain't got jurisdiction down there.

Huh.

Why'd you recruit Leroy to NIS?

Boy's a sniper,

not a Navy cop.

Why'd he agree to it?

He's got the makings of a good agent.

He needs time to heal,

not a gun and a badge.

Now, you tell him the...

the job didn't pan out.

Can't do that.
This job is what he wants.

And I'm telling you what he needs!

That boy's got a death wish!
You know that!

And you're handing him a
million ways to do himself in.

You want that on your hands, too?

"Agent Franks.

The best we got."

Huh.

That's what that moron
Cliff Wheeler said to me.

Huh.

What a crock.

What a crock.

Here we go.

Put the eggs on the counter.

Grab yourself an ECD.

Hey, we got an epic moment out here.

Kowalski, you back there?

Nah, he's down in the vault.

Inventory days are a bitch.

Oh. Thanks.

What's going on?

Gibbs is learning how
to check in evidence.

All right, look at you.

Fill it out in full,
I'll get you a receipt.

And make sure you write legibly

or Kowalski will whup your ass.

- Hear about Artie?
- Yeah.

I got the invite to his retirement party

down at the Golden Corral.

Guess who Wheeler tapped
to take over K-9 ops part-time.

My man.

You're gonna be the new Artie?

- We have a K-9 unit?
- It's just the one dog,

but he's all the dog you need.

So you're back in the field,
then. That's great.

Well, I still got my evidence thing,

but, you know, I got the go-ahead

to be out as needed.

Baby steps, you know.

Make sure you're writing legibly

or I'll whip your ass.

Oh.

I've seen these before.

Mary Jane in 'em, right?

As I recall, a couple

of petty officers
got pinched with these things

- a few weeks ago.
- Can you pull us the file?

I can, but you're gonna
have to wait a minute.

Hey, Herm, where's the log?

I just had it.

Just had it.

Inventory day.

Separates the men from the boys.

It's okay, we'll come back.

Hey. If you want to know
where those guys got pinched,

it was the Shorewood Pines Mall.

And you're welcome.

Make this quick.

Mall folk ain't my thing.

I talked to Sawyer's mom.

No known enemies, no known employment.

She did say he spent
a crap-ton of time here.

So do his buyers.

If you were blitzed out
of your gourd on grass,

- where would you be loitering?
- Food court or arcade.

You answered that a little too quick.

Giddyup. Get out of here.

Probie.

With me.

There is no manager. Place runs itself.

Mall security came over,
said he knew Sawyer.

Eggs are over there.

Probie.

You and me need
to grab a beer after work.

Okay.

These are what I was telling you about.

Arcade owner stocks 'em in the back.

Sawyer would steal a bunch,

take out the toy, put in his product.

Dan Prado.

You have many run-ins with this Sawyer?

He's usually around the mall somewhere.

Keeps getting picked up
and then released.

Him and his partner.
They selling to Marines again?

- You working last night?
- Yeah.

I usually clock out at 11:00.
Right after lockup.

You see Sawyer or this partner
you're talking about?

Last night? No.

Partner's name's what?

Dougie. I don't have a last name.

Sawyer was found dead this morning.

Beaten.

You see him get into
it with anyone lately?

No, um...

That's his partner right there.

That's Dougie.

Did you see Emmett last night or not?

Federal agents! Stop!

Stop!

Hands on your head. Turn around.

Now.

- You good?
- Yeah, good.

Running is never a good idea, dude.

- This our guy?
- He was running 'cause

he doesn't want to
get booked for dealing or he was

running 'cause he doesn't
want to get booked for murder.

Which one was it, huh?

Gibbs!

We're all gonna die!

He's coming for us!

We're all gonna die!

- You're gonna think I'm crazy.
- No.

I don't think you're crazy.

Look, I-I thought I saw him
in the hallway again.

That-That's why I headbutted your man.

- I'm sorry.
- Sorry, my ass.

Okay. Yeah, I hear you.

How about we take a breath
and back up, yeah?

What happened last night?

Me and Emmett, we were
out back of the mall,

by the loading docks.

Selling weed?

Little past midnight,
Emmett left to take a leak.

So I-I was all alone.

And then-then I heard something.

S... Up above me.

Dougie.

It's okay.

Tell me what you saw.

It was...

it was, um... a thing.

Just-just straight-up stuck
up by the roof of the mall.

Like, 30 feet in the air
and-and it was moving.

A person?

Nah, it was black, like...

like a shadow.

But with glowing eyes.

Red devil eyes and big-ass wings.

It was the Mothman.

The hell is this idiot talking about?

The Mothman's, like, an urban legend.

I know what it is. I'm asking

what kind of dumbass believes in it.

- What happened then?
- It started hovering

down towards me and I panicked.

I-I ran to the car
and I slammed it in reverse.

It was...

it was an accident. Uh...

Emmett was walking back
and I knocked him over.

I just kept flooring it
and-and flooring it.

I was freaking out. Like...

I felt the car go over
his body. I heard it.

I knew he was dead.

Like, y'all don't understand.

O-Once you see the Mothman,
it's like a curse.

Everyone around you starts to die.

That's probably why Emmett died.

And-and now you guys are
probably gonna die, too.

And then you did something
with Emmett's body, didn't you?

I-I put Emmett in the car

and I-I drove
to the nature place. 'Cause...

I knew there was gonna be coyotes there.

Y-You know,

the Mothman... he don't like coyotes.

What on God's green earth
is this guy smoking?

There must be angel dust laced
in that dope of his.

Then the guy says, "The Mothman

doesn't like coyotes."

I mean, it's not really funny,

'cause the other kid is dead, but...

Hey, if you don't find a way to laugh...

This job is gonna kill your ass.

Amen.

Where's probie at?

If you want me to keep tabs on him,

you got to ask, Mike.

All right.

The ending. Give us the ending.

Well, the car was
right where Dougie said

it would be, with all
of the appropriate damage.

Dr. Tango called
it vehicular manslaughter.

Probie, where you been?

I know Dougie was out of his mind,

but the way he was talking...

I read over his statement.

He wrote something in there
he didn't say in the room...

Yeah, Dominguez told me.

He said he saw the mall cop outside

while he was peeling out.

Prado. Yeah.

Guy probably didn't mention it
'cause he wanted to stay out of it.

We'll give him a talk tomorrow.

Listen, um...

I've been thinking maybe we
put you in the field too quick.

What?

Yeah. Happens sometimes.

Happened to Herm, for instance.

So, you know,
you ride the desk for a bit,

go back out in the field
when you're ready,

all right? Because I tackled Dougie?

No. No.

Although the rule book
says you should have waited

for my go-ahead.
You were practically knocked out.

Probie.

Pop came to see me.

Said some things that made sense.

I want you on a desk till
you get your feet under you.

Good timing, son. Wash your hands.

What did you say to Franks?

He told you the job wasn't
the best fit for you?

He benched me.

I'm strapped to my desk now
because of you.

I, uh...

...got us some empties.

We'll do it together.

Listen, son, I know what that, uh,

house meant to you and the girls.

But you can't just let it sit.

You got to...

You got to pack it up.

And I'm not leaving till you do.

I'm not packing it up.
I'm throwing it out.

What? What...

I'm throwing it out.

What do I need it for?

I was there throwing it out today.

I don't need your damn boxes.

I want you to come back
to Stillwater with me.

I can use an extra hand
around the store.

People care about you there.

- You'll have support.
- Support for what?

Bagging groceries?

Rebuilding your life.

I'm fine here, Dad.

I'm-I'm good.

You know, I walked in here,

lot of words popped into my head,

and "fine" was not one of 'em.

You think I don't know?

Took me a minute, but I put it together.

That son of a bitch
killed Shannon and Kelly

runs to Mexico and
you're just gonna let that go?

No.

You didn't join NIS to be a cop.

You joined to hunt him down.

And not just to cuff him and walk away.

No, I'm not gonna let you do it.

Not gonna let you throw your life away

just to put that bastard down.

What for?

Vengeance, son?

It's not worth it.

You don't tell me what it's worth.

Leroy. Leroy.

You do not tell me what it's worth!

- Son, son...
- Go home!

I want you out by the time I get back.

Hey.

Rule number 29.

"Learn to obey before you command."

I like it.

You figure out what number one is yet?

Not yet.

Dispatch to all cars. We've got a 211.

Happened ten minutes ago
at Shorewood Pines Mall.

Confirming the sporting goods
store was hit.

Large amount of firearms were stolen.

All units respond.

Copy, Dispatch, 27 en route.

I've been working in
sporting goods, for ten years.

Nothing like this
has ever happened before.

How many guns did they get?

Couple dozen, at least.

They only took the MAC-10s,

but they got 'em all.

I need a hard count on those guns.

I'm on it.

Gibbs. Hey.

Boss said you were gonna ride the desk

for a bit. He not tell you?

- No, he did.
- Gotcha. Listen,

um, unless he moved your
desk to the food court,

if I'm you, I'm going
back to the office.

Okay, um, Wetzel's over there

got in early to do pretzel stuff.

She saw a yellow cargo van screech off

from the loading dock out back.

BOLO's out. Franks and Lala
left to track it down.

Any cameras on the dock?

Yeah, all pointed up to the sky.

Dougie said he saw Prado
outside the night before last.

Prado just denied it.

Scene's coming together, though.

Dougie's out there selling weed.

He sees the Mothman
up on the building, freaks out.

Someone's up there tipping the cameras,

Prado was supervising.

He's got a crew.

- Let's bring him in.
- We don't have the evidence

to hold him and he's not
gonna come voluntarily.

Lala did some digging.
Guy's fresh out the Marines.

Force Recon.

Decorated. No criminal record, but...

There's another one.

I got a second robbery reported.

The toy store was hit, too.

Wait, you think they hit the whole mall?

I'll check it out.

What if Prado tries to leave?

You got to let him go.
We got nothing to hold him on.

- Hey, Prado.
- Done answering questions, man.

Really?

Where you headed?

Home.

Dude.

The hell are you doing?

Holding you

till we have the evidence
to hold you for real.

I'm looking for a yellow van

that was involved
in a robbery this morning.

No, no, no, no, no, a yellow van.

Beautiful.

If I had a plate, I wouldn't be

- talking to you, sir.
- Thank you.

Got a hit on the BOLO.

Vista PD said they saw a yellow van

parked outside a Denny's
on 5th ten minutes ago.

You think they boosted

a bunch of guns
and then stopped for an omelet?

Got a better lead?

He had a crew
that could scale the building

like the Mothman and turn cameras.

I'll look into his Force Recon team.

- Could be something there.
- Yeah.

Vera still here?

If you want me to keep tabs on her,

you got to ask.

She's off the clock.
Queen of the rec room.

Strickland.

No, no, no.

Oh, come on!

The high score on this thing is BS.

Strickland.

I need your gentle touch
on this microfilm thing.

Elevator's stopped.

A guy in here broke off the switch.

Hello?

I'm gonna press charges, man.

And I hope they take
your badge for this.

I'm sure they will. I'm not
even supposed to be in the field.

You know, I think there's
something really wrong with you.

Like, in the head.

I failed my psych eval.

I got nothing to lose.

I guess this is what happens.

Your partner looks worried.

Looks like he's got something to lose.

He's probably weighing his options.

Calls for help, gets you in trouble.

Doesn't matter.

Sooner or later, one of these cops

will walk by and realize we're in here.

Come on, man.

Just signal down to him
that we need help.

I'll tell everyone
we got stuck by accident,

pretend this never happened.

The weapons you stole...
where they headed?

You got me trapped in here,
and now what...

think you're gonna
interrogate me till I break?

I haven't learned interrogation yet.

I did not steal any weapons.

Yeah, you did!

Yeah, you did.

Mm-mmm.

No. No, this Smith guy
wasn't in Prado's unit.

And you said Ivanov served with Prado

but is deceased, right?

All right, Ivanov.

Ivanov... Big money, big money.

No whammies. And...

No, come on. It's stuck again.

Come on.

Be good for Mama. Come on.

Come on! Yeah, yeah.

Okay, here we go.

That's how you like it. Attaboy.

See, this is why I needed you.

Uh-uh. Ivanov is dead.

Great.

I mean, not great for his family. But

that leaves three members
from Prado's team

that currently live in the area.

Skylar, Molina and Yee.

Pull what you can
on those three, will you?

Already on it.

Come on, baby, come on.

- Dominguez.
- Lala.

Is-is Franks anywhere near where
he can read your face?

No. Why, what happened?

Well, judging by the context clues,

I think Prado tried to leave the scene

- and Gibbs trapped him on the elevator.
- What?

Didn't Franks just bench him?
Is he crazy?

Not sure. In other news,
the toy store was also hit.

How do you trap someone on an elevator?

Well, apparently,
you pull the emergency stop,

then break it off with your boot.

Just learned myself.

Oh, that's insanity.

You got to get him out of there.

What am I supposed to do?

If I call for help, he'll get reported.

Well, we can't just leave him in there.

If I let him stay a little bit longer,

maybe he can get
what we need to arrest Prado,

and no one'll even care
about the elevator.

Where are you with the evidence?

Randy, Franks will murder us all.

I have three weeks' seniority over you.

Call security. Get him down.

I don't know. I need to process.

No...

What, problem with Gibbs?

He's gone rogue.

Just when you think the guy
can't get any hotter.

You got something?

Oh, yeah. Okay,

team member Prado
served with the longest?

Yee. Yee happens to own one of those,

uh, mobile auto detailing companies.

All those places have cargo vans.

We'll radio Franks,

tell him to meet us there.
Let's go, let's go.

Looks like they
were busy doing something.

Oh, they wrote some kind of a code.

Found our Mothman.

Strickland.

Guns?

The hell?

Denny's was a bust.

Van wasn't there.

No guns, I take it?

No.

What's the update from the mall?

Oh, come on. Don't do this to me, man.

Your buddy's right.

Just tell me who
you're selling the weapons to

and this'll be done for both of us.

So, I'm an arms dealer now?

You don't have anything on me.

Give it up.
We've been up here long enough.

Come on, man.

What happened to Emmett?

- What?
- Emmett.

You said he was killed.

You were out there when it happened.
You would know better than me.

I wasn't out there.

I didn't see.

I didn't see.

Dougie got spooked by your guys
moving the cameras.

He accidentally ran over Emmett
with his car.

Evidence from your buddy's garage

gives us enough to hold
you long as we need.

But you want to play ball,
tell us where the weapons are...

you might make your life easier.

You're a damn disgrace to the uniform.

Oh, God.

Hey.

You know what would have been lovely?

For one of you two

to hold the frickin' door for me.

Okay.

So, you see how the screw is stripped?

- Oh, yeah.
- That's what gave me the idea.

Philip should be back
any minute to test it out, but,

I mean, unless they gave
him a hard time at the armory.

Hey, Dominguez.

I, uh, I got a gentleman caller

waiting for me on my couch,
and this is technically

- not my case, so...
- Are you hearing this?

Woody thinks they're taking
apart these squirt guns

and using the heat guns
to reassemble them.

What?

What would anybody do that for?

Why are you yelling?

I'm not yelling. That's how I talk.

You yell. It's hurtful.

Hey, what up, Philly Phil?

Hey, did you got it?

Yeah.

Scottie was working the armory.

Yep. There it is.

Okay. All right.

Everybody clench your butt cheeks.

Oh, that's right, I'm a genius.

Damn! Woodrow.

Yeah, no. This feels good.

I feel good about this.
Fits in there tight.

Rando. Prado and his guys

were hiding the guns inside the toys.

No. You mean to smuggle them?

Yeah. Does that link up with anything

you guys got going on there?

Uh, yeah.
Some interesting stuff going on

here, too. Hang on a minute.

Boss, Prado and his guys
were hiding the weapons

inside toy squirt guns to smuggle them.

Mary Jo, I transferred a call.

I got you, honey.

Thanks. Okay, yeah, totally weird here.

Tell me everything.

So, Franks is working that code
you found

at the garage. It looked like a VIN.

But he figured out
it was MGRS coordinates.

A location? You think that's where

- they're sending the weapons?
- Yes.

But then Gibbs wanted to help figure out

where the coordinates landed
because, you know,

snipers do this navigation stuff
all the time.

Okay, get to the weird part.

So, Franks said no to Gibbs helping him.

He's icing Gibbs out.

But then Gibbs... God love him...

he tiptoed up to Franks

like a big old GQ mouse

and he asked permission to have Gail

print out Prado's
entire military history

because he's convinced from the elevator

that Prado's a good guy

and that there's something
that we're missing.

Well, Franks made, like,
uh, like, a grunting noise,

and Gibbs took it as a yes,

and so now Gibbs is watching
Prado's file print at his desk,

but not too close because
the printer freaks him out.

- Wow.
- Yeah, make sure you breathing, honey.

I can't have you passing out on my desk.

Rando?

Coordinates landed us in El Salvador.

Let's go intercept us some weapons.

Got to go. Command center
in the conference room.

Yeah, I heard it.

We gonna have to get ourselves
a drink later

and analyze the heck out of all this.

Gibbs. Hey.

Gibbs. Did you hear what I said?

Port authority got our message.

It's done.

Your crew was intercepted
loading weapons

onto a barge headed for El Salvador.

You have any idea what you just did?

I do.

I read your file.

Your team witnessed a massacre.

Six months ago in Perquín,

141 men, women and children

were tortured, tied to mango trees

and shot by a government death squad.

But some of the families survived.

You and your team were
passing through on a mission.

The surviving families
pleaded for your help.

You escorted them to a church,

then you were ordered to leave

and resume your mission.

Civil war down there's ending.

Death squads are moving fast.

They'll sweep that church.
It's only a matter of time.

Those families need a way
to protect themselves.

What happened to Emmett is on me.

What happens to those families...

...is on you.

You know why he did what he did.

And why his team helped him.

Yeah.

His heart was in the right place,

but his plan was dumb as a wad of chaw.

Broke the rules, he's gonna do his time.

I want to know what you learned
from that stunt you pulled.

Stop an elevator, you stop the world.

You can look inside a person,
see what's real.

That ain't what I meant.

Gave you an order, probie.

You couldn't just sit at your damn desk.

Everything that's ever mattered...

...it was either taken from me
or I threw it away.

This job...

it's all that I have left.

And I won't let you, my dad

or anyone take it from me.

Permission to return to the field, sir.

Pull a move like that again,
riding the bench won't be the issue.

You'll be off the damn roster.

Get out of here.

A few months later,
I found out a covert op

had saved the families
of Perquín from slaughter.

Franks knew there was a time
and a place to bend the rules.

And my dad... well,

in his own way,
he knew that, too.

Excuse me.

I need you to make a quick stop.

He knew more than I ever
gave him credit for.

In a lot of ways, he knew me

better than I ever knew myself.

I wish I could go back
and tell him that.

I wish I could go back
and thank him.

He knew that without
any rules at all,

a man has nothing left
to hold on to.