NCIS Los Angeles s11e06 Episode Script
A Bloody Brilliant Plan
1 - I want out.
- I'll help you cut ties with the North Koreans and we'll work with Justice on your incarceration.
- We need your help.
- That's what I'm here for.
It's what's keeping me from being locked away in federal prison.
GRANGER: I am so sorry I missed the opportunity to be your father.
Right, Mr.
Cooper, if you'd be so kind as to open the door and turn off the alarm, it'd be much appreciated.
Anyone ever tell you your breath smells like cat pee? [CHUCKLES.]
Sorry about that.
Hey, a word of caution.
Don't enter the panic code on the alarm.
Wouldn't want the cops to see what you got in there, would you? Huh? Go to hell.
All right, all right, all right.
Now, if you would and with haste open the safe.
I ever find out who's behind that mask, I'm gonna kill your wife, your kids, your mother.
I'm gonna your dog.
[CHUCKLES.]
No, I-I understand it's all a bit distasteful, isn't it? Here you do love your head, right? - What? - Your head.
You know, y-you like it, yeah? Uh, you know, you think with it, you enjoy food with your mouth, music with your ears.
Be a shame - to blow it off.
- Well, you do that, you'll never get inside the safe.
[COOPER YELLS.]
Now, Mr.
Cooper, it would be remiss of me not to point out that I can do the old snippy ten times before moving on to more delicate places.
So open the bloody safe.
[LAUGHING.]
Wow.
Look at at that.
Hurry up.
[LAUGHS.]
Oh, I got to say there's something lovely about a robbery that goes well.
Something scrumptious about it.
Hello, mate.
Bet these costumes make it easier to pull the birds, eh? Might have to keep this one.
Do one.
[GASPS.]
Oh, my God.
It's all here, you ugly bastard.
All yours.
I didn't think your girlfriend could pull it off.
[MAN LAUGHING, SNORTING.]
He called Frankie your girlfriend.
[LAUGHS.]
Just set up the meet.
[PHONE RINGS.]
Frankie? Hello, mate.
So good to hear your voice.
Oh, I am eternally grateful, mate.
ANDY: Give him a kiss for me, sir? - [MEN LAUGHING.]
- Oh, it was nothing, really.
It was quite pleasant, actually.
Cooper folded like a T-shirt.
[LAUGHS.]
Means a lot to me, mate.
Well, look, uh, I'll see you in 16 hours, mate.
Let's get your girl back.
From your mouth to God's ears.
- Safe travels.
- MAN: Oh, come on.
[MEN LAUGHING.]
Frankie, when this is all over, remind me, would you? - Ah.
- [BOTH LAUGHING.]
Remind me to stick a knife in Andy's neck.
Yeah.
Of course.
You can bank on it.
- Oh, I can get it.
- You're a pair of mugs.
[BOTH GIGGLING.]
You sure Deeks' C.
I.
said this is where the buy was gonna take place? Mm-hmm.
I mean, that's the minivan.
License plate matches.
You want to move in? [SCOFFS.]
No, I don't.
You want to talk about it? Talk about what? Talk about why I'm here with you and Callen is forced to work with Deeks today.
Just changing it up.
You do know that a large part of my job is determining who's lying to me and who's not? And I think you're lying.
[SHORT CHUCKLE.]
Spill it.
Little friction with my partner.
Okay.
Over what? Went to a Halloween party last night.
Callen shows up dressed as a clown.
You know I have a little thing about clowns.
Oh, that's right.
You're terrified of clowns.
I'm not terrified of 'em.
I just don't like 'em.
- That's all.
- Okay.
Then, this morning, he shows up wearing a red clown nose.
- Why? - To annoy me, I guess.
That's the only explanation.
So I told him to ride with Deeks.
- Annoy him, you know - Over that? Callen has lost his Hellcat privileges.
- [LAUGHS.]
- [FAKE LAUGHS.]
You think that riding in the Hellcat is a privilege? No, it's No, it's a privilege to ride in the Hellcat.
[PHONE RINGS.]
Doesn't look like these guys are showing.
[LAUGHING.]
What do you think? We should, uh, move in and pick 'em up? You know what, guys? Not cool.
Too far.
This is disrespectful.
I'm out.
Gosh.
Just so incredibly inappropriate.
You want me to talk to them? No, I'm gonna handle this.
Okay.
- That's hysterical.
- [GIGGLING.]
Good to see that you're starting If you're four years old.
Uh, okay.
They're heading out.
Moving in.
- Federal agents.
Come out slowly.
- Federal agents.
Hands in the air.
- Get out.
Hands in the air.
- KENSI: Hands up.
[GROANS SOFTLY.]
Put your hands on the van.
Turn around.
[SIGHS.]
Put your hands on the van.
Let's go.
Don't you move.
There's nothing.
It's empty? I guess it is, isn't it? Get in the car.
- Let's go.
Come on.
- DEEKS: Get in the car.
- Get in the car.
- KENSI: Let's go.
CALLEN: Okay.
Here's what we know.
Your boss, Andy RICKY: He's not our boss.
FRANKIE: Most assuredly not.
He used to be.
Yeah, decades ago.
They were dark times.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Your partner.
No, I'm afraid that's not correct, either.
Absolutely not correct.
Or, as I like to say, incorrect.
All right.
Your friend.
[LAUGHING.]
: No, we don't like him at all.
Mm, 20 years ago, I would have pulled out his heart, grilled it and had it for breakfast.
Oh, speaking of breakfast, don't happen to have a spot of tea, do you? No, we don't have a spot of tea for you.
- No tea? - Here's what we do know.
Andy Green is an arms dealer.
Slash thief.
He stole the MAHEM weapons system.
- Oh.
What's that do? - It fires projectiles of molten metal to penetrate armored vehicles.
- Sounds nasty.
- Very Star Wars-y.
SAM: He's trying to sell it.
It should have been in that van.
Where is it? Dunno.
Enjoy the next 15 years in federal prison.
Uh, hold on, lads.
Think we could do with your help.
Yeah, you do.
Look, but it's not about that.
Andy we know him.
We worked with him back in the '90s.
Few months ago, he stole this MAHEM thing, and apparently, tried to sell it, but wanted too much do-re-mi.
Too much money do-re-mi.
So this guy, Steve McMillan he comes along, tells me to get Andy to sell that company on the deal, but I didn't want to go back.
I changed my life.
He's on the straight and narrow.
Done a great job.
- Thanks, mate.
- Well, you did the work.
So, anyway, I told him to bugger off.
Next thing someone took my daughter, Angela.
McMillan comes to me.
He says they'll give her back if I get Andy to sell this, uh, weapons system.
- So you told Andy to sell the rocket? - Yeah.
Apparently, wanted too much money for it, and wanted me to pay the difference.
So that's where I come in.
So I acquired the necessary funds from a despicable criminal in London, sent it over across the pond, and then joined my mate here to get his daughter back.
We went up to Santa Clarita, we dropped off the rocket.
We're waiting in the street, and was gonna do the exchange of my daughter, and you boys turned up and jaspered the whole thing.
Hey.
Translate.
Yeah, you screwed it all up.
Oh.
Thank you for that.
- You're welcome.
- They spotted the old bill.
English? We invented English.
It's our language.
We can do with it what we want.
They made you.
They done a runner.
I didn't get me daughter back thanks to you boys.
[COCKNEY ACCENT.]
: Top of the morning to ya.
Think I found something to help our fuddle inquiry here.
So I spoke to Scotland Yard, and they filled me in on our little Nell? No, this is Fatima.
Nel's up in San Fran with her mum.
Why does everybody in Ops still have an accent? What did Scotland Yard say? Without the accent.
Sorry, uh [NO ACCENT.]
: Sorry.
Ricky and Frankie used to be arch criminals, but they've been upstanding citizens for a while now.
Frankie even volunteers at the hospital in Yorkshire.
Andy Green is another story.
He's wanted for illegal arms sales, racketeering and murder.
The Brits want him extradited immediately.
Good guys making bad decisions for the right reasons.
Seems a little bit like us.
Update on your friend Micky: He's a complete idiot.
More than you'll ever know.
He gave us the address for the daughter pick-up, but not the weapons sale.
SAM: So the stories line up.
Come on.
You've got to Adam and Eve us.
- What? - [COCKNEY ACCENT.]
: Adam and Eve 'em, Believe 'em.
[NORMAL VOICE.]
: It's Cockney rhyming slang.
[COCKNEY ACCENT.]
: Adam and Eve believe.
- Enough.
- Righto, guvnor.
Begs your pardon.
So your cooperation will go a long way.
RICKY: Well, I don't care about that.
Just want to get my girl back.
And hopefully you guys can help me do that.
Look we need to recover the weapons system.
And we want to help you save your daughter.
So we're partners, then.
[CHUCKLES.]
That's great.
SAM: That's going a little far.
Oh.
Individuals working in harmony to achieve the same goals.
I would offer that's quite accurate.
So you have no idea who stole the MAHEM weapons system or who took your daughter.
Well, I would start with McMillan.
He's the go-between.
He knows everybody.
SAM: Fatima.
McMillan may be involved in the illegal arms trade.
Sending this Steve McMillan.
The DMV photo's on your phone.
I'll do a deeper dive if it's not him.
That's him, 100%, yeah.
SAM: It's absolutely him.
So Fatima's the name of your supercomputer, is it? Yeah.
Something like that.
Ah, that's very cool.
Kens, Deeks [NORMAL VOICE.]
: Talk to Steve McMillan.
- Bring Ricky and Frankie.
- [COCKNEY ACCENT.]
: Got ya.
It'll keep McMillan from playing dumb, it will.
[CHUCKLES.]
Sorry.
I couldn't help it.
I can't stop.
Bob's your uncle.
Tallyho.
Kens.
Stay here.
Ready? Federal agents! - Kens.
- [WHEEZING.]
Fatima, we got a GSW.
We need an ambulance now.
[GRUNTS.]
Hey.
Hey.
Do you hear me? Who did this to you? Bottoms.
Bottoms? Okay.
Who's Bottoms? Bottoms who? Hey.
Clear.
Hey, guys, I looked around the house, there's no cameras inside.
CALLEN [OVER COMMS.]
: We've got one out front.
Looks like McMillan knew the person at the front door.
CALLEN: Yeah, they used him to get him to open the door.
No faces on the other guys.
McMillan grabbed him by the throat, so you should have the FBI run DNA of McMillan's fingernails.
All right, I'll talk to them.
Tracking McMillan's GPS, it looks like he went to the same location several days a week in Lake Sherwood.
SAM: That big ol' rock star mansion.
CALLEN: Looks like a party.
Send me the info.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
KENSI: Looks like he went there all the time.
- I don't know him.
- I do.
Super Fat Willie's.
- What? - Most people call him Super Fat.
He runs a big poker game out of that room Five, six tables, all Brits.
So McMillan likes to gamble.
Somebody there might know him.
Let's go in and take a look.
Ain't gonna happen.
Them players will be thick as thieves.
FRANKIE: Yeah, they'll never talk to you.
When I asked him who shot him, he said Bottoms.
Okay.
Well, we find a guy named Bottoms that has a connection in the arms business.
Well, maybe it's a card cheat.
Somebody who deals from the bottom of the deck.
Might be somebody in that game.
Frankie was a card cheat, weren't ya? - Yeah.
Damn fine one.
- DEEKS: So that's perfect.
You go in, spot the card cheat, we got our guy.
[CHUCKLES.]
Well, I mean, yeah, you know, we can vouch for you, but if you ain't a subject of Her Majesty, you are not getting in.
KENSI: What? Are you kidding me? You're telling me we can't do the accent well enough to get through the door? A couple of phrases at the card table, right? - I've seen Mary Poppins.
- Please.
DEEKS: Huh? Besides, it's our only option.
Gentlemen.
Well you're gonna have to look a little bit more different than that.
You look like you're going skateboarding or something.
It's a poker game, mate.
All right.
RICKY: You're gonna need the proper clothes.
It's all got to be right.
Callen, you're from Deptford.
Sam, family's from Peckham.
Kensi, you're a Bromley twist-and-twirl.
KENSI: Twist-and-twirl? RICKY: Twist-and-twirl means girl KENSI: Ah.
RICKY: Deeks, you're from Croydon.
The jewelry, the cologne everything has to be authentic down to the last detail.
We're also gonna need jam jars real fine English cars.
That'll help us get in the door, big time.
Thank you.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
Welcome.
Come on.
Come on in.
Take a seat.
Welcome, sir.
All right, lads.
- Joining.
- Whoa.
[CHUCKLES.]
Hang on a minute.
Let me, uh, let me toss in.
- DEALER: Of course, mate.
- All right.
There you go.
Thanks, Red.
I'm down.
Lovely.
Nice.
- DEALER: Another deal, sir? - FRANKIE: I'm good.
All right.
Very good, then.
Give me an Irish whiskey.
That one.
Thanks.
Oh, brings back memories.
Makes me itchy to get back in the game.
RICKY: Go easy, son.
What'd you see? FRANKIE: Ah, right.
So, the ginger dealer is definitely a cheat.
He's working with the older lady.
Truth is, I think the whole place is a cheat.
I think Super Fat's running one big con.
I'm gonna look around some more.
Don't lose it all.
All right.
I'm gonna pop outside then.
All right.
[SNIFFS.]
NCIS, mate.
[EXHALES.]
That is a terrible accent.
What's your name? Michael Giger.
Michael Giger, you friends with Steven McMillan? Never heard of him.
So that's how this is gonna be, huh? Yeah, looks like it is.
- How you doing? Deal me in, will you? - DEALER 2: Hi.
Yep.
SUPER FAT: Tony, table four.
Oh, hello there.
Hey.
- Federal agents.
- What? Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa! What's all this about? Nothing serious, just the murder of Steve McMillan.
Well, I know nothing about that.
You don't know a Steve McMillan, Mr.
Albert Goshman? I never said that.
You didn't say that you didn't know him.
There's a lot I didn't say.
- Do you know a Steve McMillan? - I don't recall.
- Do you not know Steve McMillan? - [SHOUTING NEARBY.]
That doesn't sound good.
- Hold that lack of thought.
- Okay.
Yep.
[SHOUTING NEARBY.]
No, no, no, no, no.
Not the face.
Not in the face.
Look, veneers.
Whoa! [GRUNTS.]
What the hell? [GRUNTING.]
Come here.
Enough! Stop! We're federal agents.
What's going on here? This one's been cheating.
He's been copping aces from that table, and playing them over here.
You got to be kidding me.
Look in his pocket.
[LAUGHING.]
: Yeah, sorry about that.
Please accept my utmost apologies.
What are you thinking? It's old habits, you know.
Cheating's a reflex.
I mean, it's like breathing, really.
This is a nightmare.
Did they say where my girl was? Well, obviously, we got interrupted.
And they're a little reluctant.
That's okay, I can be very persuasive.
So neither one of you has ever been called "Bottoms"? BOTH: No.
Either one of you ever heard the other one called "Bottoms"? - Yeah, him.
Cheater, he is.
- That's his name, low-life scoundrel.
Give me five minutes on me Jack Jones with them, I'll get it out of 'em.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hey.
Why don't you tell me what Jack Jones means? I know what Jack Jones means.
It's a tome phone to make him groan? Jack Jones means alone.
Enough of the rhyming, all right? I hate rhyming.
Suppression of our culture, that is.
Wouldn't hurt him to learn something new.
DEEKS: Just out of curiosity, how were you planning on getting them to talk? - Got a crowbar? I'll show you.
- I thought so.
Let's get these two out of here.
- We'll deal with this at the boatshed.
- All right, - let's go, come on.
- Gentlemen.
RICKY: I like it.
Shall we? In private, eh? Got a crowbar in there, do ya? - Hammer? - We're not doing that.
- It's quite effective.
- No! You know what really works? Dentist drill, right? We're not drilling anyone's teeth.
Oh.
Just trying to lend some expert advice.
Let's go.
Soft, these Americans, eh? You blokes are very set in your ways.
Reminds me of me mum.
Oh, can I drive the Rolls? - BOTH: No! - FATIMA [OVER COMM.]
: Hey, y'all.
We got the DNA sample back from the lab.
We just need a sample from the card cheats.
That'll lead to warrants, lawyers, a lot of time.
Yeah, time we don't have.
Whoever has the MAHEM weapons system is gonna want to move it or sell it as fast as possible.
See, he's talking to Fatima the supercomputer through a little transmitter in his ear.
- I know.
- Truth is, we only have to make them think we have their DNA.
All we have to do is get the cheaters to drink from a glass.
Just got to do it fast.
Drink fast? Well, that's easy.
Anybody got any nice Irish whiskey? Yeah, like pigs to slop.
This is not such a big deal, fellas.
We're just talking.
Nobody's gonna get in trouble.
Compliments of our boss, Henrietta Lange.
- What? - [CHUCKLES.]
Well, say thank you to Ms.
Lange for us.
- Yeah.
- GOSHMAN: To a damn fine lady.
- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.
Cheers.
Cheers.
Oh, yeah.
- All right.
- Yeah.
I do hope you're not trying to get us drunk.
[LAUGHS.]
'Cause that is a tall hill to climb, that is, my friend.
You're gonna need a lot more than that little bottle.
GOSHMAN [CHUCKLES.]
: Yes.
- Cheers.
- Is there a reason we're being left out? All right! Closing time, gentlemen.
What is that? - Evidence bags.
- Yeah, you put things in there you might want to present at a trial.
Yeah, like fingerprints at a murder scene.
SAM: Or DNA from under a victim's fingernails.
Thanks.
I'll take these to the lab.
Mmm.
[EXHALES.]
: Ah [TICKING.]
[DOOR CLOSES.]
Well, we got a new grand champion of bad decision-making.
Results are in, gentlemen.
[SCOFFS.]
Come with me.
Come on.
Get up.
What's going on? He's letting him go.
What? Come upstairs with us.
Sit down.
Why'd you let him go? 'Cause you are the winner, winner, chicken dinner.
Free lifetime membership in federal prison, - gym fees included.
- Your DNA matches the DNA found under Steve McMillan's fingernails.
Wasn't me.
Well, despite some common misconceptions, science doesn't lie.
Thing is, we know you were just there to let the bad guys in the door.
DNA don't lie.
It wasn't me.
I don't know what to tell you.
DEEKS: Well, you help us get the others, maybe you only spend a few years.
You only gave the others access to McMillan.
You didn't kill him.
You shouldn't do the time.
I didn't do it.
You really gonna throw away your life for these guys? Come on, don't be stupid.
[EXHALES.]
Okay.
They threatened my younger kid brother.
Showed me a picture with crosshairs - over his head.
- Who was it? North Koreans, I think.
- Dangerous guys.
- You don't have the name? No.
Sorry.
They've got my daughter.
Give me a name! I've got this covered! Let him speak! - I don't have one! - Hey, hey, hey! - Hey! Hey! I don't have one! - A name! Hey! I didn't want to know his name.
I just wanted them not to shoot my brother.
He's 19 years old.
- Are we good? - Yeah.
Where's Giger? I zip-tied him to the table.
You sure they're North Korean? Steven yelled it at me when they killed him.
- Said they were spies.
- That makes sense why they'd want the MAHEM weapons system.
Once they had Ricky and his daughter, McMillan, the go-between, he was expendable, right? They were cleaning their tracks.
I can do this police stuff.
I really can.
You definitely found your calling.
We need to get a sketch artist down here; maybe we can match it to one of our North Korean assets here in the U.
S.
I know someone we could use for that.
I bet you she's available.
Hey.
It's good to see you.
It's good to see anybody.
Looks like living in the country has served you well.
Yeah, I started a garden, if you can believe it.
- Good for you.
- Yeah.
I got two carrots and a potato, until everything turned yellow and died.
- The secret's composting.
- Really? Yeah.
I'm English we know gardens.
Hmm.
I'm Frankie.
SAM: This is Ricky Dorsey.
His daughter, Angela Dorsey, was taken by a group of North Korean spies, so he could use his influence to help them acquire this.
[BEEPS.]
It uses magnets to fire molten metal through steel armor.
[WRY CHUCKLE.]
A rail gun that shoots lava.
- Yeah.
- Did they get it? Yeah.
- Look, how can she help us? - KENSI: Let's just say that she is an expert in North Korean spies.
Well, let's show her the sketch.
[QUIETLY.]
: Yeah.
Yeah.
I know him.
His name is Seok Nahng.
He's in the U.
S.
under one of a dozen aliases.
Sam, Callen, we're gonna have to make a deal if I'm gonna do this.
Can we talk in private? Give her what she wants, please.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
What is it that you want? I just didn't want to talk in front of him.
What is it? Listen, Seok Nahng was praised by Kim Jong-un for his ability to collect information during interrogations.
He was singled out for torturing people.
He's a sadist.
That guy's daughter's probably already dead.
And that might be a good thing.
JENNIFER: We might have a little bit of time.
Yeah? Why is that? Trying to get the MAHEM weapons system out of the country is too difficult and too risky.
The North Koreans have engineers here already, so they'll be spending time with the weapon, deconstructing it, downloading all the code from inside its computers and sending the intelligence out over the Internet back to Pyongyang.
They don't want to build just one weapon.
- They want to build hundreds of weapons.
- Exactly.
[COCKNEY ACCENT.]
: Good morning, ladies and gents.
SAM: Fatima.
Enough with the accents, all right? It's exhausting.
That's Fatima? Obviously, she's a virtual interface created by the supercomputer.
Don't know what that's about, but Anyways, uh, we took the list of aliases for Seok Nahng that Jennifer Kim gave us.
We found two U.
S.
passports one for Michael Lee and one for Michael Park.
[COCKNEY ACCENT.]
: Eh, so, take a look there, gentlemen.
Sorry, I couldn't help it.
Michael Lee and Michael Park are the same person.
And they're both Seok Nahng.
You've never seen him? No.
Are you sure that's him? Absolutely.
I've met him.
FATIMA: We found the cell phone from Michael Park, and we traced it back to a Chevy Tahoe parked outside a warehouse in Pacoima.
That's a good place to start.
- Sent the GPS to your car.
- I'll meet you gentlemen there.
SAM: Tahoe's here.
Phone is still inside.
I don't see anybody inside, but it's a big place.
- Let's breach.
- Yeah.
Yes.
Have fun with that.
CALLEN: Federal agents! CALLEN: Clear.
DEEKS: Clear.
- SAM: Clear.
- KENSI: Clear.
They're not here.
Yeah, but they were here.
It's what Jennifer Kim said.
They had engineers deconstructing the weapons system.
I didn't see them leave on the security cameras.
There's a window right there they could have jumped out of.
They left the phone; they left the car.
They wanted us to come here.
What, you think they're watching us? That would mean they knew we were coming.
[SPEAKING QUIETLY.]
Was she inside? There's nobody in there.
I traced a call from Seok Nahng's phone 20 minutes before you got there.
We know who it came from? Willie Hollingsworth, aka Super Fat.
What, the guy that runs the poker game? What does he have to do with any of this? I don't know, but the who is not the interesting part.
Where it came from is what's really worrisome.
It came from inside the boatshed.
I'm calling the number.
Let's see who picks up.
[PHONE VIBRATING.]
Take the phone out of your pocket.
We took your cell phones.
What's going on? Stole it off Super Fat during the fight.
Why on earth would you tip them off that we were coming? We're trying to help you.
Well, if you'd have gone in and busted them, my daughter wasn't there, whoever's holding her, they would've killed her immediately.
And it's kind of what happened.
Because they knew we were coming.
Anything in there ever indicate that she was there? No.
Right.
So, you would have gone in, caught them or killed them, right? And Angela would be dead.
Well, now you're going to prison.
I'm fine with that as long as Angela's alive.
- That's all that matters.
- DEEKS: And how, exactly, do you plan on getting her back now? I did a deal with Nahng.
I have something he wants.
W-Well, what's that? Jennifer Kim.
I figured they'd want their traitor back very badly.
And, after all, she is a former North Korean spy.
So My daughter for Jennifer Kim.
Why would they trust you? Well, I just tipped them off that federal agents were gonna knock on their door, so right now I'm probably their best friend.
I mean, in many, many ways, you got to admit it's a bloody brilliant plan.
So, you offered me in exchange for your daughter.
Wait, did you have anything to do with this? No.
We didn't even know he had a phone.
It's the only way we could guarantee they release Angela.
- They just need to see you.
- JENNIFER: They don't want an exchange.
They want to kill me.
Do you understand? They want to kill me.
[SCOFFS.]
I'm not doing this.
CALLEN: We're not asking you to.
You're too valuable of an asset to risk.
Look, I know you don't give a damn about me, but Angela is innocent.
Everything I've done bad in my life was made good the day she was born.
But I guess this is all about the weapons system, eh? SAM: You don't know us.
We tried to get your daughter back.
The play that you made was completely outside of what is acceptable risk.
[SCOFFS.]
For who? For me.
CALLEN: This is what we're gonna do.
If the call comes in, we'll go to the meet.
We'll try and bluff and see if we can get Nahng to show us Angela.
And if he doesn't? We take him down.
You know that's most likely not gonna work, right? It's the only option we have left.
Did you even raise your daughter? I was in prison when she was born.
I didn't see her until she was seven months old.
I got released, I made it up with her mother, and I've spent every single day with her until she joined university.
Everysingle day.
Call's coming in from Nahng's phone.
Put it through.
Here we go.
[PHONE RINGING.]
- Hello.
- NAHNG [OVER PHONE.]
: Here she is.
ANGELA [CRYING.]
: Daddy.
Daddy.
Daddy, help me, please.
I'm coming for you, sweetheart.
NAHNG: 722 South Anderson.
2:30.
The tarmac in front of Hangar Four.
You and Jennifer Kim.
We see anybody else, I kill your daughter.
[PHONE BEEPS.]
That's a small airport in San Bernardino.
They're looking to make an exchange and leave the country.
We're gonna have to leave now if we're gonna be there by 2:30.
Yeah, they did that on purpose so we couldn't recon the area and set anything up.
We got to go quickly.
Have the REACT team back us up, but keep them a mile back.
- And have the FBIwmonitor air traffic.
- On it.
I'm going.
Use me to get them to show you Angela.
Don't fight me on this.
We get it.
Let's move.
We're late.
You're gonna have to walk out there.
You're gonna be completely exposed.
- Make sure they can see the cuffs.
- Yeah.
All right, you ready for this? Let's do it.
Thanks for doing this, by the way.
You know, my father wasn't really even there one day for me.
You did good, Ricky.
[TIRES SQUEALING.]
I got four guys in a pickup.
DEEKS: All right, the FBI's gonna pull fire trucks onto the runway if anyone tries to take off.
I see four men.
No sign of Angela.
Jennifer Where's my daughter? Give us her.
I'll tell you where you can pick up your daughter.
No deal.
Don't get so excited.
She's right here.
DEEKS: Kens, I'm not gonna lie.
This is a long shot for me.
[ANGELA GRUNTS.]
[PANTING.]
I got eyes on Angela.
Jennifer, you're on Nahng.
I got the man on Angela.
Send her over.
Everyone, on my command once I get a clear shot.
- There's too many.
- Come on, guys, we got to go.
Too bad you'll never see Korea.
Execute.
- [SCREAMS.]
- [ANGELA GASPING.]
Son of a bitch.
[GRUNTING.]
[PANTING.]
Daddy.
Daddy.
- Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm okay.
Yeah, I'm all right.
I'm all right.
[TIRES SCREECH.]
Nice shot.
Fatima, two GSWs.
Need immediate ambulance.
- I'm okay.
- ANGELA: Daddy.
- You okay? - Yeah, I'm okay.
SAM: We need ambulances fast.
Put your hands right there.
Right there.
Press really hard.
Right there.
It's okay.
It's hard to breathe.
You're gonna be okay.
Just breathe.
The vest took the hit.
[WHIMPERS.]
You'll be okay.
Thank you, brother.
Thank you.
MAHEM weapon system was recovered 20 minutes ago.
That's great news.
After what you did today, I'm gonna fight to get you into witness protection.
Be a fresh start for you.
No more guards.
Complete freedom.
Thank you.
But I have to say, today was as much about me as it was about Angela.
How so? When I worked for North Korean intelligence, I thought I was doing good for my country.
It defined me, you know? So, when this girl was in trouble, it hit me.
If I'm not gonna do good today, then, really, who am I? You're your father's daughter.
That's who you are.
We have to know our parents to know ourselves, huh? Mm.
Believe me, I know all about that.
- Really? - Yeah.
That is a long, long story.
Well, I look forward to hearing it one day.
Granger would be very proud of you.
DEEKS: Now we're talking.
- Thanks.
- In honor of our British friends.
- Oh, look at that.
Speak of the devil.
- Hey.
Hey.
What are you doing here? Hospital said they wanted you overnight, at least.
Didn't tell me that.
Did you know about that, Frankie? I think the nurse yelled something like that as we ran into the elevator.
Stubborn bastards.
No one can tell either of them anything.
- Mm.
- Just keep your hands on your wallets, huh? Oh, come on.
There's honor among thieves, Samuel.
- Except we're not thieves.
- [RICKY CHUCKLES.]
- Nor are we anymore.
- Yeah.
Although it was nice to dip back in for a moment, wasn't it? - Yeah, flex the old muscles.
- Hospital said you cannot drink with the painkillers.
That's why I didn't take them.
- [SIGHS.]
- [LAUGHTER.]
FRANKIE: Right, raise a glass.
All right.
To what? To tough guys, fathers, daughters.
- Friends.
- And old criminals.
We're not that old.
We're also not criminals.
Hey, we all have a little gangster in us, huh? - All right, cheers.
- Cheers to that.
KENSI: Cheers to that.
Come on, every trick in the book.
- I'll help you cut ties with the North Koreans and we'll work with Justice on your incarceration.
- We need your help.
- That's what I'm here for.
It's what's keeping me from being locked away in federal prison.
GRANGER: I am so sorry I missed the opportunity to be your father.
Right, Mr.
Cooper, if you'd be so kind as to open the door and turn off the alarm, it'd be much appreciated.
Anyone ever tell you your breath smells like cat pee? [CHUCKLES.]
Sorry about that.
Hey, a word of caution.
Don't enter the panic code on the alarm.
Wouldn't want the cops to see what you got in there, would you? Huh? Go to hell.
All right, all right, all right.
Now, if you would and with haste open the safe.
I ever find out who's behind that mask, I'm gonna kill your wife, your kids, your mother.
I'm gonna your dog.
[CHUCKLES.]
No, I-I understand it's all a bit distasteful, isn't it? Here you do love your head, right? - What? - Your head.
You know, y-you like it, yeah? Uh, you know, you think with it, you enjoy food with your mouth, music with your ears.
Be a shame - to blow it off.
- Well, you do that, you'll never get inside the safe.
[COOPER YELLS.]
Now, Mr.
Cooper, it would be remiss of me not to point out that I can do the old snippy ten times before moving on to more delicate places.
So open the bloody safe.
[LAUGHING.]
Wow.
Look at at that.
Hurry up.
[LAUGHS.]
Oh, I got to say there's something lovely about a robbery that goes well.
Something scrumptious about it.
Hello, mate.
Bet these costumes make it easier to pull the birds, eh? Might have to keep this one.
Do one.
[GASPS.]
Oh, my God.
It's all here, you ugly bastard.
All yours.
I didn't think your girlfriend could pull it off.
[MAN LAUGHING, SNORTING.]
He called Frankie your girlfriend.
[LAUGHS.]
Just set up the meet.
[PHONE RINGS.]
Frankie? Hello, mate.
So good to hear your voice.
Oh, I am eternally grateful, mate.
ANDY: Give him a kiss for me, sir? - [MEN LAUGHING.]
- Oh, it was nothing, really.
It was quite pleasant, actually.
Cooper folded like a T-shirt.
[LAUGHS.]
Means a lot to me, mate.
Well, look, uh, I'll see you in 16 hours, mate.
Let's get your girl back.
From your mouth to God's ears.
- Safe travels.
- MAN: Oh, come on.
[MEN LAUGHING.]
Frankie, when this is all over, remind me, would you? - Ah.
- [BOTH LAUGHING.]
Remind me to stick a knife in Andy's neck.
Yeah.
Of course.
You can bank on it.
- Oh, I can get it.
- You're a pair of mugs.
[BOTH GIGGLING.]
You sure Deeks' C.
I.
said this is where the buy was gonna take place? Mm-hmm.
I mean, that's the minivan.
License plate matches.
You want to move in? [SCOFFS.]
No, I don't.
You want to talk about it? Talk about what? Talk about why I'm here with you and Callen is forced to work with Deeks today.
Just changing it up.
You do know that a large part of my job is determining who's lying to me and who's not? And I think you're lying.
[SHORT CHUCKLE.]
Spill it.
Little friction with my partner.
Okay.
Over what? Went to a Halloween party last night.
Callen shows up dressed as a clown.
You know I have a little thing about clowns.
Oh, that's right.
You're terrified of clowns.
I'm not terrified of 'em.
I just don't like 'em.
- That's all.
- Okay.
Then, this morning, he shows up wearing a red clown nose.
- Why? - To annoy me, I guess.
That's the only explanation.
So I told him to ride with Deeks.
- Annoy him, you know - Over that? Callen has lost his Hellcat privileges.
- [LAUGHS.]
- [FAKE LAUGHS.]
You think that riding in the Hellcat is a privilege? No, it's No, it's a privilege to ride in the Hellcat.
[PHONE RINGS.]
Doesn't look like these guys are showing.
[LAUGHING.]
What do you think? We should, uh, move in and pick 'em up? You know what, guys? Not cool.
Too far.
This is disrespectful.
I'm out.
Gosh.
Just so incredibly inappropriate.
You want me to talk to them? No, I'm gonna handle this.
Okay.
- That's hysterical.
- [GIGGLING.]
Good to see that you're starting If you're four years old.
Uh, okay.
They're heading out.
Moving in.
- Federal agents.
Come out slowly.
- Federal agents.
Hands in the air.
- Get out.
Hands in the air.
- KENSI: Hands up.
[GROANS SOFTLY.]
Put your hands on the van.
Turn around.
[SIGHS.]
Put your hands on the van.
Let's go.
Don't you move.
There's nothing.
It's empty? I guess it is, isn't it? Get in the car.
- Let's go.
Come on.
- DEEKS: Get in the car.
- Get in the car.
- KENSI: Let's go.
CALLEN: Okay.
Here's what we know.
Your boss, Andy RICKY: He's not our boss.
FRANKIE: Most assuredly not.
He used to be.
Yeah, decades ago.
They were dark times.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Your partner.
No, I'm afraid that's not correct, either.
Absolutely not correct.
Or, as I like to say, incorrect.
All right.
Your friend.
[LAUGHING.]
: No, we don't like him at all.
Mm, 20 years ago, I would have pulled out his heart, grilled it and had it for breakfast.
Oh, speaking of breakfast, don't happen to have a spot of tea, do you? No, we don't have a spot of tea for you.
- No tea? - Here's what we do know.
Andy Green is an arms dealer.
Slash thief.
He stole the MAHEM weapons system.
- Oh.
What's that do? - It fires projectiles of molten metal to penetrate armored vehicles.
- Sounds nasty.
- Very Star Wars-y.
SAM: He's trying to sell it.
It should have been in that van.
Where is it? Dunno.
Enjoy the next 15 years in federal prison.
Uh, hold on, lads.
Think we could do with your help.
Yeah, you do.
Look, but it's not about that.
Andy we know him.
We worked with him back in the '90s.
Few months ago, he stole this MAHEM thing, and apparently, tried to sell it, but wanted too much do-re-mi.
Too much money do-re-mi.
So this guy, Steve McMillan he comes along, tells me to get Andy to sell that company on the deal, but I didn't want to go back.
I changed my life.
He's on the straight and narrow.
Done a great job.
- Thanks, mate.
- Well, you did the work.
So, anyway, I told him to bugger off.
Next thing someone took my daughter, Angela.
McMillan comes to me.
He says they'll give her back if I get Andy to sell this, uh, weapons system.
- So you told Andy to sell the rocket? - Yeah.
Apparently, wanted too much money for it, and wanted me to pay the difference.
So that's where I come in.
So I acquired the necessary funds from a despicable criminal in London, sent it over across the pond, and then joined my mate here to get his daughter back.
We went up to Santa Clarita, we dropped off the rocket.
We're waiting in the street, and was gonna do the exchange of my daughter, and you boys turned up and jaspered the whole thing.
Hey.
Translate.
Yeah, you screwed it all up.
Oh.
Thank you for that.
- You're welcome.
- They spotted the old bill.
English? We invented English.
It's our language.
We can do with it what we want.
They made you.
They done a runner.
I didn't get me daughter back thanks to you boys.
[COCKNEY ACCENT.]
: Top of the morning to ya.
Think I found something to help our fuddle inquiry here.
So I spoke to Scotland Yard, and they filled me in on our little Nell? No, this is Fatima.
Nel's up in San Fran with her mum.
Why does everybody in Ops still have an accent? What did Scotland Yard say? Without the accent.
Sorry, uh [NO ACCENT.]
: Sorry.
Ricky and Frankie used to be arch criminals, but they've been upstanding citizens for a while now.
Frankie even volunteers at the hospital in Yorkshire.
Andy Green is another story.
He's wanted for illegal arms sales, racketeering and murder.
The Brits want him extradited immediately.
Good guys making bad decisions for the right reasons.
Seems a little bit like us.
Update on your friend Micky: He's a complete idiot.
More than you'll ever know.
He gave us the address for the daughter pick-up, but not the weapons sale.
SAM: So the stories line up.
Come on.
You've got to Adam and Eve us.
- What? - [COCKNEY ACCENT.]
: Adam and Eve 'em, Believe 'em.
[NORMAL VOICE.]
: It's Cockney rhyming slang.
[COCKNEY ACCENT.]
: Adam and Eve believe.
- Enough.
- Righto, guvnor.
Begs your pardon.
So your cooperation will go a long way.
RICKY: Well, I don't care about that.
Just want to get my girl back.
And hopefully you guys can help me do that.
Look we need to recover the weapons system.
And we want to help you save your daughter.
So we're partners, then.
[CHUCKLES.]
That's great.
SAM: That's going a little far.
Oh.
Individuals working in harmony to achieve the same goals.
I would offer that's quite accurate.
So you have no idea who stole the MAHEM weapons system or who took your daughter.
Well, I would start with McMillan.
He's the go-between.
He knows everybody.
SAM: Fatima.
McMillan may be involved in the illegal arms trade.
Sending this Steve McMillan.
The DMV photo's on your phone.
I'll do a deeper dive if it's not him.
That's him, 100%, yeah.
SAM: It's absolutely him.
So Fatima's the name of your supercomputer, is it? Yeah.
Something like that.
Ah, that's very cool.
Kens, Deeks [NORMAL VOICE.]
: Talk to Steve McMillan.
- Bring Ricky and Frankie.
- [COCKNEY ACCENT.]
: Got ya.
It'll keep McMillan from playing dumb, it will.
[CHUCKLES.]
Sorry.
I couldn't help it.
I can't stop.
Bob's your uncle.
Tallyho.
Kens.
Stay here.
Ready? Federal agents! - Kens.
- [WHEEZING.]
Fatima, we got a GSW.
We need an ambulance now.
[GRUNTS.]
Hey.
Hey.
Do you hear me? Who did this to you? Bottoms.
Bottoms? Okay.
Who's Bottoms? Bottoms who? Hey.
Clear.
Hey, guys, I looked around the house, there's no cameras inside.
CALLEN [OVER COMMS.]
: We've got one out front.
Looks like McMillan knew the person at the front door.
CALLEN: Yeah, they used him to get him to open the door.
No faces on the other guys.
McMillan grabbed him by the throat, so you should have the FBI run DNA of McMillan's fingernails.
All right, I'll talk to them.
Tracking McMillan's GPS, it looks like he went to the same location several days a week in Lake Sherwood.
SAM: That big ol' rock star mansion.
CALLEN: Looks like a party.
Send me the info.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
KENSI: Looks like he went there all the time.
- I don't know him.
- I do.
Super Fat Willie's.
- What? - Most people call him Super Fat.
He runs a big poker game out of that room Five, six tables, all Brits.
So McMillan likes to gamble.
Somebody there might know him.
Let's go in and take a look.
Ain't gonna happen.
Them players will be thick as thieves.
FRANKIE: Yeah, they'll never talk to you.
When I asked him who shot him, he said Bottoms.
Okay.
Well, we find a guy named Bottoms that has a connection in the arms business.
Well, maybe it's a card cheat.
Somebody who deals from the bottom of the deck.
Might be somebody in that game.
Frankie was a card cheat, weren't ya? - Yeah.
Damn fine one.
- DEEKS: So that's perfect.
You go in, spot the card cheat, we got our guy.
[CHUCKLES.]
Well, I mean, yeah, you know, we can vouch for you, but if you ain't a subject of Her Majesty, you are not getting in.
KENSI: What? Are you kidding me? You're telling me we can't do the accent well enough to get through the door? A couple of phrases at the card table, right? - I've seen Mary Poppins.
- Please.
DEEKS: Huh? Besides, it's our only option.
Gentlemen.
Well you're gonna have to look a little bit more different than that.
You look like you're going skateboarding or something.
It's a poker game, mate.
All right.
RICKY: You're gonna need the proper clothes.
It's all got to be right.
Callen, you're from Deptford.
Sam, family's from Peckham.
Kensi, you're a Bromley twist-and-twirl.
KENSI: Twist-and-twirl? RICKY: Twist-and-twirl means girl KENSI: Ah.
RICKY: Deeks, you're from Croydon.
The jewelry, the cologne everything has to be authentic down to the last detail.
We're also gonna need jam jars real fine English cars.
That'll help us get in the door, big time.
Thank you.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
Welcome.
Come on.
Come on in.
Take a seat.
Welcome, sir.
All right, lads.
- Joining.
- Whoa.
[CHUCKLES.]
Hang on a minute.
Let me, uh, let me toss in.
- DEALER: Of course, mate.
- All right.
There you go.
Thanks, Red.
I'm down.
Lovely.
Nice.
- DEALER: Another deal, sir? - FRANKIE: I'm good.
All right.
Very good, then.
Give me an Irish whiskey.
That one.
Thanks.
Oh, brings back memories.
Makes me itchy to get back in the game.
RICKY: Go easy, son.
What'd you see? FRANKIE: Ah, right.
So, the ginger dealer is definitely a cheat.
He's working with the older lady.
Truth is, I think the whole place is a cheat.
I think Super Fat's running one big con.
I'm gonna look around some more.
Don't lose it all.
All right.
I'm gonna pop outside then.
All right.
[SNIFFS.]
NCIS, mate.
[EXHALES.]
That is a terrible accent.
What's your name? Michael Giger.
Michael Giger, you friends with Steven McMillan? Never heard of him.
So that's how this is gonna be, huh? Yeah, looks like it is.
- How you doing? Deal me in, will you? - DEALER 2: Hi.
Yep.
SUPER FAT: Tony, table four.
Oh, hello there.
Hey.
- Federal agents.
- What? Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa! What's all this about? Nothing serious, just the murder of Steve McMillan.
Well, I know nothing about that.
You don't know a Steve McMillan, Mr.
Albert Goshman? I never said that.
You didn't say that you didn't know him.
There's a lot I didn't say.
- Do you know a Steve McMillan? - I don't recall.
- Do you not know Steve McMillan? - [SHOUTING NEARBY.]
That doesn't sound good.
- Hold that lack of thought.
- Okay.
Yep.
[SHOUTING NEARBY.]
No, no, no, no, no.
Not the face.
Not in the face.
Look, veneers.
Whoa! [GRUNTS.]
What the hell? [GRUNTING.]
Come here.
Enough! Stop! We're federal agents.
What's going on here? This one's been cheating.
He's been copping aces from that table, and playing them over here.
You got to be kidding me.
Look in his pocket.
[LAUGHING.]
: Yeah, sorry about that.
Please accept my utmost apologies.
What are you thinking? It's old habits, you know.
Cheating's a reflex.
I mean, it's like breathing, really.
This is a nightmare.
Did they say where my girl was? Well, obviously, we got interrupted.
And they're a little reluctant.
That's okay, I can be very persuasive.
So neither one of you has ever been called "Bottoms"? BOTH: No.
Either one of you ever heard the other one called "Bottoms"? - Yeah, him.
Cheater, he is.
- That's his name, low-life scoundrel.
Give me five minutes on me Jack Jones with them, I'll get it out of 'em.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hey.
Why don't you tell me what Jack Jones means? I know what Jack Jones means.
It's a tome phone to make him groan? Jack Jones means alone.
Enough of the rhyming, all right? I hate rhyming.
Suppression of our culture, that is.
Wouldn't hurt him to learn something new.
DEEKS: Just out of curiosity, how were you planning on getting them to talk? - Got a crowbar? I'll show you.
- I thought so.
Let's get these two out of here.
- We'll deal with this at the boatshed.
- All right, - let's go, come on.
- Gentlemen.
RICKY: I like it.
Shall we? In private, eh? Got a crowbar in there, do ya? - Hammer? - We're not doing that.
- It's quite effective.
- No! You know what really works? Dentist drill, right? We're not drilling anyone's teeth.
Oh.
Just trying to lend some expert advice.
Let's go.
Soft, these Americans, eh? You blokes are very set in your ways.
Reminds me of me mum.
Oh, can I drive the Rolls? - BOTH: No! - FATIMA [OVER COMM.]
: Hey, y'all.
We got the DNA sample back from the lab.
We just need a sample from the card cheats.
That'll lead to warrants, lawyers, a lot of time.
Yeah, time we don't have.
Whoever has the MAHEM weapons system is gonna want to move it or sell it as fast as possible.
See, he's talking to Fatima the supercomputer through a little transmitter in his ear.
- I know.
- Truth is, we only have to make them think we have their DNA.
All we have to do is get the cheaters to drink from a glass.
Just got to do it fast.
Drink fast? Well, that's easy.
Anybody got any nice Irish whiskey? Yeah, like pigs to slop.
This is not such a big deal, fellas.
We're just talking.
Nobody's gonna get in trouble.
Compliments of our boss, Henrietta Lange.
- What? - [CHUCKLES.]
Well, say thank you to Ms.
Lange for us.
- Yeah.
- GOSHMAN: To a damn fine lady.
- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.
Cheers.
Cheers.
Oh, yeah.
- All right.
- Yeah.
I do hope you're not trying to get us drunk.
[LAUGHS.]
'Cause that is a tall hill to climb, that is, my friend.
You're gonna need a lot more than that little bottle.
GOSHMAN [CHUCKLES.]
: Yes.
- Cheers.
- Is there a reason we're being left out? All right! Closing time, gentlemen.
What is that? - Evidence bags.
- Yeah, you put things in there you might want to present at a trial.
Yeah, like fingerprints at a murder scene.
SAM: Or DNA from under a victim's fingernails.
Thanks.
I'll take these to the lab.
Mmm.
[EXHALES.]
: Ah [TICKING.]
[DOOR CLOSES.]
Well, we got a new grand champion of bad decision-making.
Results are in, gentlemen.
[SCOFFS.]
Come with me.
Come on.
Get up.
What's going on? He's letting him go.
What? Come upstairs with us.
Sit down.
Why'd you let him go? 'Cause you are the winner, winner, chicken dinner.
Free lifetime membership in federal prison, - gym fees included.
- Your DNA matches the DNA found under Steve McMillan's fingernails.
Wasn't me.
Well, despite some common misconceptions, science doesn't lie.
Thing is, we know you were just there to let the bad guys in the door.
DNA don't lie.
It wasn't me.
I don't know what to tell you.
DEEKS: Well, you help us get the others, maybe you only spend a few years.
You only gave the others access to McMillan.
You didn't kill him.
You shouldn't do the time.
I didn't do it.
You really gonna throw away your life for these guys? Come on, don't be stupid.
[EXHALES.]
Okay.
They threatened my younger kid brother.
Showed me a picture with crosshairs - over his head.
- Who was it? North Koreans, I think.
- Dangerous guys.
- You don't have the name? No.
Sorry.
They've got my daughter.
Give me a name! I've got this covered! Let him speak! - I don't have one! - Hey, hey, hey! - Hey! Hey! I don't have one! - A name! Hey! I didn't want to know his name.
I just wanted them not to shoot my brother.
He's 19 years old.
- Are we good? - Yeah.
Where's Giger? I zip-tied him to the table.
You sure they're North Korean? Steven yelled it at me when they killed him.
- Said they were spies.
- That makes sense why they'd want the MAHEM weapons system.
Once they had Ricky and his daughter, McMillan, the go-between, he was expendable, right? They were cleaning their tracks.
I can do this police stuff.
I really can.
You definitely found your calling.
We need to get a sketch artist down here; maybe we can match it to one of our North Korean assets here in the U.
S.
I know someone we could use for that.
I bet you she's available.
Hey.
It's good to see you.
It's good to see anybody.
Looks like living in the country has served you well.
Yeah, I started a garden, if you can believe it.
- Good for you.
- Yeah.
I got two carrots and a potato, until everything turned yellow and died.
- The secret's composting.
- Really? Yeah.
I'm English we know gardens.
Hmm.
I'm Frankie.
SAM: This is Ricky Dorsey.
His daughter, Angela Dorsey, was taken by a group of North Korean spies, so he could use his influence to help them acquire this.
[BEEPS.]
It uses magnets to fire molten metal through steel armor.
[WRY CHUCKLE.]
A rail gun that shoots lava.
- Yeah.
- Did they get it? Yeah.
- Look, how can she help us? - KENSI: Let's just say that she is an expert in North Korean spies.
Well, let's show her the sketch.
[QUIETLY.]
: Yeah.
Yeah.
I know him.
His name is Seok Nahng.
He's in the U.
S.
under one of a dozen aliases.
Sam, Callen, we're gonna have to make a deal if I'm gonna do this.
Can we talk in private? Give her what she wants, please.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
What is it that you want? I just didn't want to talk in front of him.
What is it? Listen, Seok Nahng was praised by Kim Jong-un for his ability to collect information during interrogations.
He was singled out for torturing people.
He's a sadist.
That guy's daughter's probably already dead.
And that might be a good thing.
JENNIFER: We might have a little bit of time.
Yeah? Why is that? Trying to get the MAHEM weapons system out of the country is too difficult and too risky.
The North Koreans have engineers here already, so they'll be spending time with the weapon, deconstructing it, downloading all the code from inside its computers and sending the intelligence out over the Internet back to Pyongyang.
They don't want to build just one weapon.
- They want to build hundreds of weapons.
- Exactly.
[COCKNEY ACCENT.]
: Good morning, ladies and gents.
SAM: Fatima.
Enough with the accents, all right? It's exhausting.
That's Fatima? Obviously, she's a virtual interface created by the supercomputer.
Don't know what that's about, but Anyways, uh, we took the list of aliases for Seok Nahng that Jennifer Kim gave us.
We found two U.
S.
passports one for Michael Lee and one for Michael Park.
[COCKNEY ACCENT.]
: Eh, so, take a look there, gentlemen.
Sorry, I couldn't help it.
Michael Lee and Michael Park are the same person.
And they're both Seok Nahng.
You've never seen him? No.
Are you sure that's him? Absolutely.
I've met him.
FATIMA: We found the cell phone from Michael Park, and we traced it back to a Chevy Tahoe parked outside a warehouse in Pacoima.
That's a good place to start.
- Sent the GPS to your car.
- I'll meet you gentlemen there.
SAM: Tahoe's here.
Phone is still inside.
I don't see anybody inside, but it's a big place.
- Let's breach.
- Yeah.
Yes.
Have fun with that.
CALLEN: Federal agents! CALLEN: Clear.
DEEKS: Clear.
- SAM: Clear.
- KENSI: Clear.
They're not here.
Yeah, but they were here.
It's what Jennifer Kim said.
They had engineers deconstructing the weapons system.
I didn't see them leave on the security cameras.
There's a window right there they could have jumped out of.
They left the phone; they left the car.
They wanted us to come here.
What, you think they're watching us? That would mean they knew we were coming.
[SPEAKING QUIETLY.]
Was she inside? There's nobody in there.
I traced a call from Seok Nahng's phone 20 minutes before you got there.
We know who it came from? Willie Hollingsworth, aka Super Fat.
What, the guy that runs the poker game? What does he have to do with any of this? I don't know, but the who is not the interesting part.
Where it came from is what's really worrisome.
It came from inside the boatshed.
I'm calling the number.
Let's see who picks up.
[PHONE VIBRATING.]
Take the phone out of your pocket.
We took your cell phones.
What's going on? Stole it off Super Fat during the fight.
Why on earth would you tip them off that we were coming? We're trying to help you.
Well, if you'd have gone in and busted them, my daughter wasn't there, whoever's holding her, they would've killed her immediately.
And it's kind of what happened.
Because they knew we were coming.
Anything in there ever indicate that she was there? No.
Right.
So, you would have gone in, caught them or killed them, right? And Angela would be dead.
Well, now you're going to prison.
I'm fine with that as long as Angela's alive.
- That's all that matters.
- DEEKS: And how, exactly, do you plan on getting her back now? I did a deal with Nahng.
I have something he wants.
W-Well, what's that? Jennifer Kim.
I figured they'd want their traitor back very badly.
And, after all, she is a former North Korean spy.
So My daughter for Jennifer Kim.
Why would they trust you? Well, I just tipped them off that federal agents were gonna knock on their door, so right now I'm probably their best friend.
I mean, in many, many ways, you got to admit it's a bloody brilliant plan.
So, you offered me in exchange for your daughter.
Wait, did you have anything to do with this? No.
We didn't even know he had a phone.
It's the only way we could guarantee they release Angela.
- They just need to see you.
- JENNIFER: They don't want an exchange.
They want to kill me.
Do you understand? They want to kill me.
[SCOFFS.]
I'm not doing this.
CALLEN: We're not asking you to.
You're too valuable of an asset to risk.
Look, I know you don't give a damn about me, but Angela is innocent.
Everything I've done bad in my life was made good the day she was born.
But I guess this is all about the weapons system, eh? SAM: You don't know us.
We tried to get your daughter back.
The play that you made was completely outside of what is acceptable risk.
[SCOFFS.]
For who? For me.
CALLEN: This is what we're gonna do.
If the call comes in, we'll go to the meet.
We'll try and bluff and see if we can get Nahng to show us Angela.
And if he doesn't? We take him down.
You know that's most likely not gonna work, right? It's the only option we have left.
Did you even raise your daughter? I was in prison when she was born.
I didn't see her until she was seven months old.
I got released, I made it up with her mother, and I've spent every single day with her until she joined university.
Everysingle day.
Call's coming in from Nahng's phone.
Put it through.
Here we go.
[PHONE RINGING.]
- Hello.
- NAHNG [OVER PHONE.]
: Here she is.
ANGELA [CRYING.]
: Daddy.
Daddy.
Daddy, help me, please.
I'm coming for you, sweetheart.
NAHNG: 722 South Anderson.
2:30.
The tarmac in front of Hangar Four.
You and Jennifer Kim.
We see anybody else, I kill your daughter.
[PHONE BEEPS.]
That's a small airport in San Bernardino.
They're looking to make an exchange and leave the country.
We're gonna have to leave now if we're gonna be there by 2:30.
Yeah, they did that on purpose so we couldn't recon the area and set anything up.
We got to go quickly.
Have the REACT team back us up, but keep them a mile back.
- And have the FBIwmonitor air traffic.
- On it.
I'm going.
Use me to get them to show you Angela.
Don't fight me on this.
We get it.
Let's move.
We're late.
You're gonna have to walk out there.
You're gonna be completely exposed.
- Make sure they can see the cuffs.
- Yeah.
All right, you ready for this? Let's do it.
Thanks for doing this, by the way.
You know, my father wasn't really even there one day for me.
You did good, Ricky.
[TIRES SQUEALING.]
I got four guys in a pickup.
DEEKS: All right, the FBI's gonna pull fire trucks onto the runway if anyone tries to take off.
I see four men.
No sign of Angela.
Jennifer Where's my daughter? Give us her.
I'll tell you where you can pick up your daughter.
No deal.
Don't get so excited.
She's right here.
DEEKS: Kens, I'm not gonna lie.
This is a long shot for me.
[ANGELA GRUNTS.]
[PANTING.]
I got eyes on Angela.
Jennifer, you're on Nahng.
I got the man on Angela.
Send her over.
Everyone, on my command once I get a clear shot.
- There's too many.
- Come on, guys, we got to go.
Too bad you'll never see Korea.
Execute.
- [SCREAMS.]
- [ANGELA GASPING.]
Son of a bitch.
[GRUNTING.]
[PANTING.]
Daddy.
Daddy.
- Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm okay.
Yeah, I'm all right.
I'm all right.
[TIRES SCREECH.]
Nice shot.
Fatima, two GSWs.
Need immediate ambulance.
- I'm okay.
- ANGELA: Daddy.
- You okay? - Yeah, I'm okay.
SAM: We need ambulances fast.
Put your hands right there.
Right there.
Press really hard.
Right there.
It's okay.
It's hard to breathe.
You're gonna be okay.
Just breathe.
The vest took the hit.
[WHIMPERS.]
You'll be okay.
Thank you, brother.
Thank you.
MAHEM weapon system was recovered 20 minutes ago.
That's great news.
After what you did today, I'm gonna fight to get you into witness protection.
Be a fresh start for you.
No more guards.
Complete freedom.
Thank you.
But I have to say, today was as much about me as it was about Angela.
How so? When I worked for North Korean intelligence, I thought I was doing good for my country.
It defined me, you know? So, when this girl was in trouble, it hit me.
If I'm not gonna do good today, then, really, who am I? You're your father's daughter.
That's who you are.
We have to know our parents to know ourselves, huh? Mm.
Believe me, I know all about that.
- Really? - Yeah.
That is a long, long story.
Well, I look forward to hearing it one day.
Granger would be very proud of you.
DEEKS: Now we're talking.
- Thanks.
- In honor of our British friends.
- Oh, look at that.
Speak of the devil.
- Hey.
Hey.
What are you doing here? Hospital said they wanted you overnight, at least.
Didn't tell me that.
Did you know about that, Frankie? I think the nurse yelled something like that as we ran into the elevator.
Stubborn bastards.
No one can tell either of them anything.
- Mm.
- Just keep your hands on your wallets, huh? Oh, come on.
There's honor among thieves, Samuel.
- Except we're not thieves.
- [RICKY CHUCKLES.]
- Nor are we anymore.
- Yeah.
Although it was nice to dip back in for a moment, wasn't it? - Yeah, flex the old muscles.
- Hospital said you cannot drink with the painkillers.
That's why I didn't take them.
- [SIGHS.]
- [LAUGHTER.]
FRANKIE: Right, raise a glass.
All right.
To what? To tough guys, fathers, daughters.
- Friends.
- And old criminals.
We're not that old.
We're also not criminals.
Hey, we all have a little gangster in us, huh? - All right, cheers.
- Cheers to that.
KENSI: Cheers to that.
Come on, every trick in the book.