Oh, yeah.
Oh, my God.
Oh, yeah.
Cheers to you, babe.
Look at that.
You're beautiful.
- Grrr! - Oh!
Grrr!
Two more?
You got it.
- I want to see you. - Hey, hey.
Bad etiquette, homes.
- You can't be touching the dancers. - Hey, look, guys.
- We don't want any problems. - I got no problems.
- You got a problem? - All right. All right.
Settle down and take it outside, boys.
We got a zero tolerance for trouble in here.
How about a dance?
I'm done for tonight. Sorry.
Dude, where's the beers? The natives are getting restless.
- Where you going? - I think I'm in love.
Hey.
You wanna grab a coffee or something?
- It's late. - Decaf?
Listen...
Look out.
I already sent the others upstairs.
Good morning, Hetty.
Well, that's a matter of perspective, Mr. Callen.
I've been doing some accounting
and I came across an anomaly in your expenses.
This is a $1,400 restaurant bill from Matsuhisa.
That's from the Miyagomi case.
You mean it's not a mistake?
- You spent $1,400 on raw fish? - Not me.
- My alias, Tony Z did. - Ah.
And is Tony Z going to reimburse me?
- You'll have to talk to him about that. - Aha.
Hetty, when I go undercover as a beach bum,
I eat at the Kogi truck.
When I'm going after high rollers, I gotta hit it a little harder.
Try ordering soup, player.
I'll tell Tony that.
You do that.
So, what are we looking at?
This footage is from a gentlemen's club in Hollywood.
That's Petty Officer Mostel Renny.
The driver of the car and PO Renny were killed.
The woman's in the hospital.
It's tragic, but since when do we start investigating DUIs?
Well, Renny was there last night with several other sailors,
all of whom are Crypto Language Technicians.
Basically, the Navy's top secret geek squad.
Any surveillance footage from inside the club?
- No. - Oh, look, pervs don't like to be filmed.
Meow.
The driver of the car was African American. Had no ID.
Right, probably left his wallet at home.
The car was stolen weeks ago.
Yeah, it might be a coincidence.
Maybe not.
I contacted the hospital. The young lady is well enough for questioning.
Sam, why don't you and Kensi take the accident scene?
Crime scene.
Dom, find Renny's friends, see if they know anything.
Can I get the address for the hospital?
Hollywood Presbyterian on Vermont. Take Sunset.
And I'll need anything you can find out about the girl.
She's Ukrainian.
Thank you.
Eric, problem?
Um... No.
Okay, we've got rubber in the street.
Yeah, no skid marks.
Which means the driver didn't even try to stop.
And that parking lot is too small.
There's no way to accelerate that fast in this distance.
So the driver probably left the lot, turned around, accelerated back.
Which means...
Means Hetty's right.
It's a crime scene.
Katya Vitkoya?
Yes?
Hi, my name's Callen.
I already spoke to the police.
I'm not a cop. I'm with the Department of Transport and Highway Safety.
Did you know Petty Officer Renny?
No.
Look, maybe you could come tomorrow. I'm sorry. I'm very tired.
Really?
Because they told me that you, uh...
You just woke up.
You from the Ukraine?
- Yes. - Where about?
A small town. Pavlivka.
- No one's ever heard of it. - I know Pavlivka.
Yeah, I spent some time in Balaklavsky a few years ago.
Really?
Years ago, even locals weren't allowed to Balaklavsky.
Were you supposed to be there?
I was working on a big pothole problem that they were having.
How long you been in the U. S?
Not long.
Long enough for your visa to expire?
I'm applying for a student visa.
You're in school?
Well, I'm applying for school too.
Oh, yeah?
Which one?
Look, I'm not from immigration.
I just wanna know what happened in that bar last night.
A man in the club grabbed me.
The guy who drove the car was with him.
That sailor intervened,
but the club owner and a bouncer stepped in
before anything really happened.
- Eric? - Still no ID on the driver.
But forensics got a hit on a set of prints
they pulled off the car window.
The guy's name is Cesar "Chi-Chi" Vargas.
He's had run-ins with ICE and the DEA
for smuggling everything from drugs to human cargo across the border.
I'm sending you his photo and arrest record now.
All right, copy Sam and Kensi.
See if they can get anyone to make a positive ID.
And find me a last-known address.
Have them meet me there.
Is this the guy that grabbed you at the bar?
- No. - You're sure?
Yes. The man was older.
And scruffier.
No. No, this guy was older.
And he was with the African American guy who crashed the car.
- They use a credit card? - No, I already checked. Sorry.
Thanks.
Yeah, of course.
He knows more than he's telling us.
There's an alley out back. I'll take the front.
Hello?
Señor Vargas?
I'm going in, Sam.
Go.
- Clear. - Clear.
Place is locked up.
He must have been gone for a while.
It might be why it smells musty in here.
If I had a place on the beach like this, I wouldn't go anywhere.
Well, he's clearly past his expiration date.
You found this guy in a fridge?
Weird.
When they said NCIS was coming with a body, I kind of expected Nate.
Well, Nate was busy, but he sends his regards.
Really? Heh, heh.
He's so sweet.
You know, he works so much.
I wish whoever was in charge there would just cut the guy some slack.
- You know? - Ahem.
Oh, right.
Don't ignore the corpse. He's still in the room. Heh, heh.
Okay. It looks like he's been dead for at least two weeks.
The cold temperature slowed the decomposition,
but it certainly didn't stop it.
- Cause of death? - Best guess at this point,
suffocation following blunt-force trauma.
Clean and quiet.
I'll know more once I open him up.
You two are welcome to stay and wait if you'd like.
I don't usually have an audience, but visitors are always welcome.
- Pretty cool, huh? Heh, heh. - Tempting.
- But we'll pass. - Okay.
Did you finish with the driver from the club?
Oh, another weird one.
He wasn't drunk.
In fact, he didn't have any alcohol or drugs in his system.
- Somebody called to claim the body? - Oh, not yet.
We haven't been able to ID him.
Still running his prints and dental.
But this might help.
At first, I thought there were some sort of gang initiation.
Looks like machete wounds.
Last time I saw anything like this, I was in Rwanda.
Do you guys know if Nate is seeing anyone?
Because, you know, I'm just wondering.
Renny's sailor buddies didn't see anything.
Although, one of them said Renny was hitting on the dancer, Katya.
I ran the driver's prints through immigration's refugee database,
I got a match. Deng Oyat.
He's not African American. He's African African.
Originally from Sudan.
He was placed with a foster family in Toluca Lake three years ago.
He's one of the Lost Boys.
Second Sudanese Civil War left 2 million dead
and around 25,000 young men displaced or orphaned.
They became known as the Lost Boys of the Sudan.
Ops, Agent Vail.
The lucky ones managed to get into the U.S.
And other countries through humanitarian aid.
Well, maybe his foster parents know who he was with last night.
That was Hollywood Presbyterian.
Katya Vitkoya just signed herself out.
Looks like we'll be paying her a house call, Dr. Hanna.
Take Kensi. I need to check something.
You wanna share?
If it pans out.
Thirty-two hours.
Excuse me?
You had 32 hours of overtime last week.
Oh, yeah. Yeah.
It was a busy one.
Apparently you've had a lot of busy ones.
You have seven weeks
- of unused vacation time owing. - I do?
Were you planning on, uh, sailing around the world?
No, just busy. You know, working. Uh...
Just, uh, a lot.
Yes, we established that back at the start of the conversation.
I don't determine the case loads, Hetty.
No, but I do set the schedules.
So start packing.
On Monday morning, you're on holiday for a week.
Where am I supposed to go?
I'm not a travel agent.
- What was that about? - I've been banished.
I think something's up with Hetty.
Come on, pick it up.
Look here. Move back. Right there.
- Watch out. - What?
- Watch out. - Police.
Go out. Come on, look here.
Look here.
- Moe. - You cannot play like that.
Moe. Hey, hey, hey.
What the hell do you think you're doing?
- What you doing? - Pretty quick for an old man.
- It's a joke. - Yeah, try again.
Hey.
What's up, man?
Come on, now.
Are you kidding me?
How does a stripper afford a place like this?
Some of these strippers make six figures a year.
Oh, really?
- So I've heard. - Heh, heh.
Going on a trip?
- My sister is sick. - You don't have a sister.
And you should probably have stayed in the hospital.
Does the name Deng Oyat mean anything to you?
- No. - He's the guy who tried to kill you
and Petty Officer Renny last night.
- I'm sorry. I have to go now. - You need to answer the question.
Get down!
This is Nate.
He's a good listener.
Thank you.
How you feeling?
Fine.
Well, that's the adrenaline pumping through your body.
And when it wears off in a little while, you're gonna start shaking.
You might feel like you're gonna throw up.
But don't worry.
It's a natural reaction.
You're safe here.
- Who were those men at your house? - I've never seen them before.
Do you have any idea why anyone would wanna hurt you?
- No. - Any ex-boyfriends?
No.
This is the man who almost killed you outside the club. You recognise him?
He might have been with the man who grabbed me in the club last night.
But l... I can't remember.
Well, you suffered a concussion.
It's not uncommon for events immediately preceding
that sort of injury to be a little fuzzy.
You should probably go back to the hospital.
- No. - Do you want us to help you?
Do you?
If we don't, you're probably gonna end up dead.
Right now, we're your only friends.
And maybe this Deng here...
Maybe he wasn't trying to kill Petty Officer Bronson.
Maybe he was trying to kill you.
Why? I don't even know him, okay? Or Bronson or any of them.
She's hard to read.
The girl's been on her own a long time.
She's used to taking care of herself. It's a defence mechanism.
Bury your identity to protect it.
Okay.
Well, she might have seen or heard something and not even know it.
Any word on our gunman?
No. Car had no plates.
Eric wasn't able to find the vehicle on any street or traffic cams.
Perfect.
Where the hell is Sam?
Thanks.
Hey.
Here.
Thank you.
How'd you make out Saturday on your SATs?
Seven hundred and ten in math.
That's nice.
It's not math I'm worried about.
Four hundred writing.
Okay. Okay.
It's getting there.
I still remember the first time you took me to the sea.
Gulf of Aden.
You were 8.
I'd never seen so much water.
The ocean made you feel safe.
It only makes me feel smaller.
What makes you feel safe?
Being around my friends.
I've already told you before,
that youth centre has a bad reputation for teaching radical views.
Americans have a bad reputation in some parts of the world.
In this country, if I wear baggy clothes, I'm a hip-hop gangster.
If I wear a taqiyah, I'm a terrorist.
At the youth centre, I am just Mowahd.
You know this guy?
That's Deng. Deng Oyat.
Is he in some sort of trouble?
Trouble?
He's dead.
Crashed a stolen car into some people last night.
I saw him last week. Why would he do that?
He doesn't even have a driver's licence.
He was with another man.
Older, scruffy.
Might be passing himself off as Hispanic.
You know him, don't you?
- Do you know him? - I've seen him talking to Deng.
He gives religious lectures. His name's Safar.
What kind of religious lectures?
I don't know. I don't attend.
I keep telling you, I only go there to play basketball.
Does Safar have a last name?
Jaddalah.
Born in Algeria, raised in Libya.
Safar Jaddalah's file reads like a Who's Who of Islamic militant groups.
He's moved around a lot
and he's suspected, along with other al Qaeda members,
of having entered Sudan to train the Janjaweed.
Devils on horseback with guns.
They've traded in their horses for SUVs and upgraded their weaponry.
So, what's Safar doing in L. A?
I doubt he's auditioning for American Idol.
Recruiting alienated and impressionable young men.
Just like that group of Somali teens in Minneapolis.
He takes them back, indoctrinates them,
and gets them to fight his jihad.
Well, maybe he hired Cesar Vargas to smuggle him into the country.
He probably came in over the Mexican border,
passed himself off as a Mexican American
and killed Vargas to tie up any loose ends.
What's a religious fundamentalist doing in a strip club?
9/11 hijackers did the same thing before their attacks.
Last night's incident could have been a glitch in an even bigger plan, guys.
And Deng Oyat was prepared to die to protect it?
Deng Oyat did what Safar ordered him to do.
Dom, alert Homeland Security and brief Director Vance.
I'll put Safar's face out there,
talk to the other agencies, local law enforcement.
See if they have anything.
Eric, find this guy.
How well does this kid Moe know Safar?
He doesn't. He knows of him.
And how do you know the kid?
I brought him here.
From Sudan?
I was in Chad, a part of the Pan Sahel Initiative.
We were called into Sudan to rescue some aid workers.
Moe's father was killed and Moe was injured during a firefight.
I figured it was the least I could do.
- Sam. - How's Katya?
Scared but tough.
She's clearly affected by you and Kensi saving her.
She's not accustomed to having people do anything for her.
She wants to go back to her house and get some of her things.
I told her I had to talk to you about it.
Maybe you could go over there.
I thought you might need a few things.
- You went back to my house? - Yeah.
I wasn't sure what you'd want, so l... I brought a little bit of everything.
Let go of me.
Sit down. You wanna run, fine.
I'll call ICE. I'll have you on a plane to Kiev.
What do you want from me?
The truth would be a good place to start.
Your boss, Dallas,
all these are his?
Yes.
And for the men who were shy and insisted on lights being off,
night vision.
Blackmail.
Who?
Anyone who might have something to hide or something that Dallas wanted.
Know him?
- Yes. - At the club?
- Yes. - At your house?
Dallas told us he was a very special VIP.
They called him a buyer.
I don't like where this is heading.
Dallas' girls compromise military personnel
with access to classified information.
Dallas then decides to sell that information.
And Safar buys it.
Maybe to help plan a terrorist attack.
Why would Safar have someone drive a car into Dallas' club?
Somewhere along the line the deal went sour.
We gotta get a look at Dallas' video collection.
- Search warrant? - No.
Safar finds out the club's been raided, he's gone.
We'll never find out what he's up to until it's too late.
Okay, so how do we get in?
Her.
- Hey. - Hey, baby.
Yeah.
Hey, there.
Looky here.
Well, well, well.
Hey, baby.
Stand by, G. She's on her way in.
Hey, boss.
Katya.
How's Dallas reacting?
Oh, like his best girl just got back and he didn't expect her.
Katya said Dallas' hard drive is in a storage area over the kitchen.
Camera access?
Nothing we can hack into.
Hey, good luck.
It's a little bit crowded in here, you know?
Can Dallas see us?
Well,
I am sure he's been watching us since you came over here.
All right. Let's do this.
We are gonna have fun.
One for the VIP room.
Give us a good show.
All right.
Let them go through.
- Yeah, she's coming through. - Okay.
That's my girl.
Oh, hey.
They got at least three cameras, Sam.
Possibly more.
If we turn on the jammer, Dallas is not the only one who's gonna lose picture.
I'm gonna need about a 20-second burst
to get me out the door and down the hall.
Twenty second burst.
Initiating now.
Go.
- Nineteen. - Security card.
- Third door down. On the left. - Fourteen, 13, 12.
- Seven. - He needs to be down the hall now.
Six.
Five.
Four.
Two, one, zero.
Jammer's off.
Tell me you're in the kitchen.
G, you reading me?
We got picture, no audio.
Accessing computer now.
Where is he?
Everybody out. Out.
I got company, Sam.
Sam?
- Don't move. Don't move. - Kitchen's closed.
How's that for a lap dance, hm?
You got a warrant to go into my place?
FISA warrant. Terrorism investigation.
I'm not a terrorist.
I'm a patriot.
Is that why you fell out with Safar?
Is that why he attacked your club?
All good questions.
For my lawyer.
- He's smug. - I hate smug.
Guy thinks he's gonna walk out of here. Hm.
Is he gonna walk out of here?
It depends what's on those tapes.
There. Him.
- Who's he? - I think he's a senator.
Which one?
Okay, well, maybe he's a congressman.
Okay, another one for the maybe column.
What do we got?
At least a dozen identified,
including two senators, the CEO of an aeronautical company,
a former child star and four senior military officers.
And we are only a third of the way done.
- Safar? Keep looking. - Not yet.
No, Eric. You don't need to keep looking.
- This investigation is over. - You're shutting us down?
All evidence, physical and electronic is to be sent to DOD.
What about Dallas?
We're under orders to release him immediately.
Hetty, we're putting together a good case here, okay? A big one.
Hetty, Safar is up to something. We can't stop now.
This is coming from on high.
When I say on high, I mean those with the political venom
to end the careers of each and every one of us,
including Director Vance.
I can't believe this. All we need is a little more time.
I know. I know.
If I may slip into the vernacular, it sucks.
But when you hear from me again in an hour or so,
you will shut this down.
Don't forget to release Mr. Dallas.
Guys, you gotta see this.
Fire it up on the big screen.
I don't think we want this up on the big screen.
So look what I found on Dallas' sleaziest home videos.
I'm guessing Safar's imam would not approve of that.
Definitely haram.
What's that?
It's Arabic. It means forbidden.
No, no, no, what...? What's that?
Whatever it is, it can't be good for you.
Oh, come on. I'm in up to my knickers now.
Dallas is an extortionist. Once he got these guys on the hook,
there's no telling what information he got out of them.
Technology, money, secrets.
I mean, he was a clearing house for confidential information.
Safar must have known this. He went to Dallas for something specific.
Weapons, intelligence. Maybe both.
Or maybe as a part of their deal,
Dallas offered Safar a night with one of their girls as a sign of good faith.
Okay, it's disgusting, but perfectly probable.
So Safar is being blackmailed like everybody else?
But why would Dallas blackmail Safar if they got a deal going?
Dallas is a criminal, but he's not a traitor.
It's not like Safar could go to the police.
- He could drive a car into the club. - That's an interesting theory,
but Safar is a terrorist. He's not Miss America.
Why would he care if anyone had a sex tape on him
despite the feculent content?
He's recruiting idealistic young men to fight a holy war in the name of Islam.
If a sex scandal can bring down a Democrat,
what do you think that means for a Muslim on the road to martyrdom?
- Couldn't he just denounce it as fake? - Publicly, sure.
I'm guessing if that got out,
Safar is sleeping on Salman Rushdie's sofa.
So you think you can lure Safar out of hiding with this tape?
But you don't even know where to find him.
Hey, I need to get a message to Safar.
I know some of you listen to his teachings and know how to reach him.
A friend of mine has something he wants.
All the information he needs is right here.
All right? Just plug it in.
My friend's number's on it.
Carry on, gentlemen.
Beginning to think you weren't gonna show up.
I hope you brought cash because I don't take traveller's cheques.
I am not paying you or Dallas or anyone.
Is that what you came out here to tell me?
Look, you know the deal, Safar.
Either you pay me $50,000, or your little sexcapade goes out on CNN,
Al Jazeera and the Home Shopping Network.
- Not if you're dead. - Kill me. Tape still goes out.
It won't matter. By then you, the girl and Dallas will all be dead
and I shall be forgiven.
That's your plan?
What, you gonna shoot me here in broad daylight?
You won't even make it off the pier.
After I shoot you, I'm gonna shoot that elderly man
and then those children,
and several of those young women before I have to reload.
By then no one will be getting in my way.
All right, point taken. Let's take a walk and find a private place.
- Just leave them out of it. - The time for words is over.
Gun.
Don't move.
Turn over.
Get up.
I am but one in a legion of warriors.
True warriors don't use innocent kids to do their dirty work.
You are the friend of Mowahd.
The man who killed his father.
- What? - Who is using children now?
I'm not using anybody. I gave Moe a new life.
And now so have I.
What's that supposed to mean?
- Back off. - What's that supposed to mean?
- Not this way. - No. Sam
Sam.
Moe.
What's going on, man? Where you going?
Hey, where you going?
I got your message to Safar. What else do you want?
Listen. Hold up. I'm not letting you get on that van
until you tell me where you're going.
- You can't stop me. - Wait a minute. Wait.
- What are you gonna do, huh? - Wait.
Kill me like you killed my father?
Is it true?
- Did you murder my father? - I was protecting innocent people.
Your father was working with the Janjaweed.
Everything you said to me is a lie.
No, come on. No, no, no.
I didn't... I didn't lie to you.
I didn't tell you everything because I wanted to protect you, man.
I know you're hurt, all right?
Well, I'll tell you everything you wanna know about me, about your father.
Let's just go talk about this.
The time for words is over.
Goodbye, Sam.
Moe. Moe.
So I got a lawyer for Katya.
Still not sure how that's going to play out.
- Did Sam hear anything? - No.
What about the deal on Safar?
Turned him over to the CIA.
They'll turn him into an asset, put him to work,
find out what he was planning.
They also took the blackmail material.
Do you think that will ever see the light of day?
Not publicly.
But it will be put to use.
On the street it's called blackmail. In government, it's leverage.
Well, speaking of leverage,
Hetty told me I had to give in my case reports every Friday by 5
and I was really counting on having the weekends to get caught up.
I'll talk to her.
Awesome. Thank you.
You are my hero.
- Did you find Moe? - No, his foster family has no idea.
Youth centre is claiming ignorance.
I got a hit on Moe's passport.
He's on an Air France flight to Paris.
- What time does it leave? - Left.
Sorry, by the time you told me to start looking
- it was too late. - It's all right, Eric.
Is Paris his final destination?
No. He's on a connecting flight
from Charles de Gaulle to N'Djamena, Chad.
From there he'll probably try to slide across the border into Sudan.
Why would he go back?
He's looking for answers.
Keep tracking him.
Moe's father used to work with the Janjaweed.
I killed him.
Does Moe know?
Now he does.
So, what are you gonna do about it?
Right now?
Go for a run.
Last time you said that, I had to drive out to Joshua Tree to pick you up.
- I'll bring my cell phone. - Damn. Damn.
- Damn. - What's up with Hetty?
You too?
So is this another money-saving cutback?
Or are you, uh, writing your tell-all Hollywood memoir?
It's a eulogy for an old friend.
I'm sorry.
This was his typewriter.
It seemed fitting. Almost poetic three hours ago.
Now it just seems like a lachrymose act of folly.
Well, I can't help you there.
Lachrymose intolerant.
You would have liked him.
He was the perfect combination of scholar, soldier and scoundrel.
Was he a romantic friend?
No.
No, I'm afraid he was married to his job.
He worked for the Intelligence Service in England.
Never married.
No children, but a stellar career.
He died alone in his office filling out paperwork.
Something you'll never have to worry about.
Is that why Nate's being forced into exile?
That man hasn't taken a vacation in years.
And what about you?
When was the last time you took a day off that wasn't caused by a bullet?
I don't want you waking up one morning wondering if it was all worth it.
I'm sorry if I was a tad strident today.
I just want to make sure
that you all take the time to smell the roses.
How about Saturday?
There's a Rembrandt exhibit at the Norton Simon museum.
Pick you up at 11?
Rembrandt, Mr. Callen?
Don't get too excited.
I just go there to meet chicks.
Essentially, you'll be my wingman.
I relish the assignment. If only it were true.
What about tonight?
I think I'm going for a run.
Tell me we're not running to Joshua Tree this time.
No.
Oh, bugger.