Where's Percy?
PRIDE:
They're taking her to jail.
SONJA:
I'm in trouble, Lasalle.
They moved me to gen pop.
IZZO: Patton Plame,
I'm gonna need you
to take your hands
off that keyboard.
Your computer specialist
has been involved
in committing
federal cybercrime.
Is this worth risking
your career over?
We catch the k*ller,
Pride has a chance
to bring down Hamilton.
PRIDE:
“A new thr*at in Clearwater.”
Hamilton removed
police services weeks ago.
Set up a slush fund
to buy up properties.
Forced people out
who wouldn't sell.
Who are you?
My new security consultant,
Mr. Stone.
STONE:
You said you'd handle NCIS.
Mr. Stone, Hamilton's guy.
STONE: Target arrives in New Orleans
in approximately hours.
Sounds like they're
talking about some kind of hit.
We're not arresting Stone.
We're gonna follow him.
Take down Hamilton
once and for all.
(seagulls squawking)
PRIDE: Stone just pulled over.
He's entering Clement's Seafood.
Stand by.
LASALLE:
Copy that.
We're one street over,
on Fulton.
Want us to alternate?
PRIDE:
No, hold your position.
Let's see what he's up to.
LASALLE: It's a big risk
losing sight of him,
ain't it, King?
All right, we know he's
planning a hit on somebody,
and, uh, we could've
arrested him,
but we decided
to let him go.
No, I chose to let him go.
See who he's after.
Besides, it's Sunday.
Clement's is closed.
I doubt his target's inside.
GREGORIO:
But then what's Stone doing?
We've been tailing him
all the way from Clearwater.
Why stop there?
Could be he spotted us.
Maybe he's hightailing it.
PRIDE:
Stone's headed back to his car.
Already?
PRIDE:
I'll follow him,
you two check out the warehouse,
see if you can figure out
what he was doing in there.
But be careful.
I don't know
what you're gonna find.
LASALLE:
You got it.
(boat horn honking in distance)
(tires screeching)
(jazz music playing,
lively chatter)
(band playing upbeat jazz music)
(horn honking)
(g*nf*re, people screaming)
Get down!
Get out of the way!
Get down!
Get down!
(screams)
(sobs):
No!
(tires screeching)
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang ♪
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ How, how, how, how ♪
♪ Hey, hey ♪
♪ You gotta come on. ♪
(camera clicking)
(siren wailing)
You all right?
No, I'm not.
Stone just opened fire.
Crowded street.
Didn't care about
hurting anybody else,
just wanting
to get away from me.
We got to find out
who this joker really is.
Well, he obviously
doesn't think we can.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have
done something like this.
Yeah, well,
whatever Hamilton's up to
has got to be
a lot worse than we thought.
Hire somebody
like that.
LASALLE: Why is NOPD processing
the scene and not us?
Because we don't know who Stone
really is or who he's after.
Still, we're following up on
leads from prior NCIS cases--
Garcia, Clearwater.
We know Hamilton's
behind this all.
Yeah, but,
we're the only ones who do.
And without solid evidence...
It's not an NCIS case.
(woman crying)
You find anything out
at the warehouse?
Lobster, oyster tanks, packing
materials, nothing unusual.
No trace of Stone's pals.
Stone drove there specifically
from Clearwater.
There's got to be a reason.
Call Sebastian, get him
out there, scour the place.
The only problem is we have
Sebastian checking surveillance
hoping to find Stone,
while also trying
to figure out who
his target is.
We're spread very thin here,
thanks to the good mayor
doing everything he can
to break us apart.
Only good news is we're working
on something to try to get
the judge to rescind
Sonja's contempt charge.
Yeah, hopefully get her
out of there
before the other
prisoners eat her alive.
Okay, well, go,
make that happen.
If we can't find Stone, we got
to figure out who he's after.
'Cause whoever
it is and why
is the key to nailing Hamilton.
(crying)
It's not your fault, Pride.
No, it's Hamilton's.
HAMILTON:
The hell are you doing?
Are you out of your mind?
The sh**ting's
all over the news.
The hell were you thinking?
Relax.
All that matters is we're
on track for tomorrow.
My team cleaned
out the warehouse
before NCIS
found anything.
So why are you here?
Your partners.
They're concerned.
Concerned about what?
Pride.
No matter what you do
to him or his team,
they keep on
investigating.
You know what?
Don't worry about it.
I'll handle Pride.
Meantime, get out of here.
I got a presentation
to prepare.
Your friend's
in a lot of trouble.
Contempt of court is a serious
offense, Agent Lasalle.
I understand, Your Honor.
But you don't understand what'll
happen if you don't let her out.
All right,
I don't have any proof of this,
but a powerful politician,
a corrupt one,
is trying to do
everything in his power
to keep us from busting him.
And every day
Percy is in prison
not only puts her at risk
because of the strings
he's pulled,
but makes it easier for him
to get away with m*rder.
(sighs)
Sonja did wrong. I get that.
But something
very bad
is gonna happen here
if you don't help us.
GREGORIO: No luck
tracking Stone's getaway.
There's too many gaps
in city surveillance cameras.
I kept losing him in alleys.
I'm-I'm not as
good at this
as Sebastian or
Patton, obviously.
But, uh,
maybe Patton should...
No, I don't
want to risk it.
FBI finds out Patton's
doing cyber anything,
he ends up in jail, too.
Besides, Sebastian thinks
he might've found something
on the Clearwater tape.
Hard copies. That's old school.
I like it.
Yeah. So Sebastian
enlarged this blueprint.
Looks like maybe a... corner
building with a large kitchen.
Yeah?
A restaurant?
Yeah.
Probably in Orleans Parish,
based on what I can
make of the maps.
I think that this is
the cathedral.
It's about the right distance
from the river.
So Stone's targeting
a restaurant in the Quarter?
Looks like.
Problem is there are a lot
of corner restaurants there.
We got to narrow it down if we
got any hope of stopping him.
Yeah.
(monitor beeps)
PATTON:
Hey, anybody home?
Pride. Sebastian.
Roy?
Sorry, Patton,
we were in your office.
Yeah, okay. But don't get
too comfortable in there.
Just so we're clear,
I am coming back.
You better.
We're a little pressed
for time, Patton,
so unless you got something...
Oh, I got something.
But if the FBI come calling,
that's because I kind of,
sort of tapped
into their central server.
But you ain't hear that from me.
Check it out.
Who are they?
Seven VIPs
who all happen to be flying
into New Orleans tomorrow
with a lot of secrecy
and even more security.
PRIDE:
Deputy Secretary of Defense,
Vice Admiral Thompkins,
Congresswoman Angelou.
She's head of
the Armed Services Committee.
Too big a coincidence
for it not to be connected
to Hamilton and Clearwater,
right?
What she said.
The timing is right, too.
Because whoever Stone
is targeting,
we know it's tomorrow.
The question is:
which one is the target?
We find that, we find Stone.
Then catch him in the act,
nail Hamilton,
and I ain't hiding out
in no damn morgue anymore.
Speaking of which,
Doc wanted me to tell you
that she's getting the
sh**ting Vic transferred here.
Between the b*llet
and the casing,
we're hoping we can figure out
who Stone really is.
PRIDE: All right,
let me know when you know.
And good work getting us
those names, Patton.
I have no idea
what you're talking about.
Guys, you're not
gonna believe this.
A fish t*nk?
What? No, oh, yeah, no.
It is fish t*nk,
or a lobster t*nk,
or an oyster t*nk-- I'm
not really sure yet.
All I do know is that
this is the only thing
in that warehouse that
hadn't been bleached clean.
Thinking maybe
his hit squad missed it?
Yeah, that's a good question,
deserves a follow-up.
But I wasn't talking about
the fish t*nk when I said
you're not gonna believe it,
or frankly, like it.
This city, our city,
deserves better.
And as you all know,
this is not the first time
NCIS and lead agent Pride
have treated our streets like
some kind of Wild West sh**t.
This is outrageous,
it's unconscionable,
and I promise to do something
about it once and for all.
(phone beeps)
I've personally spoken
with the director of NCIS...
Turn it off.
Deputy Director Sanchez, NCIS,
wants to talk to me now.
SANCHEZ:
The only reason
the director himself
isn't on this link
is because he's currently
getting an earful from SecDef.
I'm not gonna lie
to you, Dwayne,
you're in a lot of trouble here.
I'm telling you, Dan,
this is all a bunch of crap.
Mayor Hamilton...
Has formally requested
to relocate you
and your team to another city.
Because I'm onto him.
Because he knows that I know
what he's really up to.
And what exactly is he up to?
Well, I-I don't have any clear
proof just yet, but he's...
There is no “buts,” Dwayne.
NCIS is supposed to be
a guest in cities,
under the condition
that we don't make waves.
And, frankly, lately, you've
done nothing but make waves.
Dan, listen to me.
No, you listen to me.
You're one of the best
we've got.
That's why we give you
so much slack.
But now it's become a problem.
And we can't afford
to lose New Orleans
as a base of operations
to protect the Gulf.
You are hereby ordered
to stand down, Agent Pride.
If you do not, I'll have your
badge, do you understand me?
Do you understand?
Yes, sir.
Look who I found.
- I'm free!
- Hey! - Hey!
So happy to see you!
Oh, I'm so glad to be out.
Whoa, you-you, uh,
you showered first, right?
Wait, what's that?
Just the lice epidemic
in prison's
kind of crazy right now...
Get over here, idiot.
I can't believe
the affidavit worked.
I honestly didn't think
it would.
Well, it didn't.
I had to convince the judge
we needed Percy on the case.
My hero.
Well, I'm not so sure
we have a case anymore.
Pretty sure Pride just got
an ass-chewing from HQ.
He's M.I.A.
Is that because of the
sh**ting yesterday?
No, it's 'cause of Hamilton.
The mayor's obviously doing
everything he can
to get us off his back.
The man doesn't give up,
does he?
Yeah, well, neither do we.
Gregorio, let's get
Percy up to speed.
All right, learn everything you
can about the seven targets.
We need to figure out
which one Stone's after.
Let's go.
All right.
Where are we on this fish t*nk?
Still fishing.
All right, well, get on it.
We need leads
when Pride resurfaces.
Sooner we connect
Hamilton to all this,
sooner things
get back to normal.
Right. She totally
gave me lice, by the way.
WADE:
You can't do it alone, Dwayne.
That's not the way it works.
Well, then what is
the answer, Loretta?
Hamilton's picking us apart.
Forcing us to focus more
on saving ourselves
than going after him.
It's what he wants,
and it's working.
Still, you have a team.
Not for long I don't.
Not at this rate.
According to the director,
the only way to save my team,
to keep us in New Orleans,
is to drop the case.
Which means let Hamilton go.
And I can't do that.
I won't do that.
Which is also what Hamilton
wants, because the more
you go rogue, the
more amm*nit*on
he has to use against you.
You're your own worst enemy.
I'm not gonna let him
get away with this.
And I'm not gonna let
another innocent person die.
How can I?
So why are you here?
So I can politely listen,
nod, tell you you're right?
Because if that's
what you want,
then you sure as hell
don't know me as well
as I thought you did.
Ouch.
Look, Dwayne,
as far as I'm concerned,
after what Hamilton
threw at you,
I don't blame you
for being pissed.
But I'm telling you, the more
personal you make this,
the more difficult
it's gonna be
to see your way through.
Just don't make it
about Hamilton.
Make it about
stopping a bad guy
from doing a bad thing,
from hurting
anyone else.
And use your team.
You built them,
they're good,
eager, loyal.
They'll follow you
down any rabbit hole.
And you know it.
Probably wouldn't be able
to stop them, anyway.
You should have been a shrink,
you know that?
I prefer corpses.
BOTH:
They don't talk back.
LASALLE:
Everything all right, King?
Some of us were getting
a little worried,
but I won't name names.
Don't listen to him
for a second.
He was worried, too.
He's just trying
to be tough.
Sorry for the radio silence.
I just had to think
things through.
Yeah, that's another way
of saying
Miss Loretta had to
kick his butt.
PRIDE:
Anyway, Patton got a match
on the shell casing fingerprint
from yesterday's sh**ting.
Enough to find
Stone's real I.D.?
PATTON:
No, he's still a ghost.
But it's enough to connect
Stone to both Javier Garcia
and the FBI agents' m*rder
from way back when.
And to that Chinese operative
tried to steal
the Navy's ship-activation CPU
a few weeks ago.
Wait, but k*lling the guy
actually helped the Navy
keep the program alive.
It doesn't make sense.
Hamilton had Garcia k*lled
to keep his mouth shut,
but then he kills
a Chinese operative,
which turned out
to be a good thing?
It only makes sense
if it's good for Hamilton.
PRIDE:
Exactly, which means
the sooner we figure out
what all this has to do
with the mayor's plans
for Clearwater...
The sooner I get
my damn office back.
And the sooner I get payback,
see Hamilton behind bars
instead of me.
Welcome back, Sonja.
You okay?
SONJA: You tell me.
Word is HQ is still
pretty pissed at us.
Actually, more me than you.
Still, it goes without saying,
if any of you want to bow out...
I think you know us
better than that.
In for a penny, in for a pound.
Which brings us back to Stone
and who his next target is.
PRIDE: Yeah, you able
to narrow it down
to one of the seven
incoming dignitaries?
No, not yet,
but at least we know
what they're doing
in New Orleans.
Yeah, and they're not
incoming anymore,
they're already here.
Apparently for some shindig
at city hall tonight.
I hacked...
I mean, I accidentally
stumbled across
the NOPD and the
FBI communications
coordinating security--
it's big-time.
It's got to be
the big secret, right?
Whatever Hamilton's plan is.
Can we get ears in there?
No way.
All that security?
It's like Fort Knox.
Can we bug one of the guests
before they go in?
Wouldn't make a difference;
they're all gonna
get scanned before they even get
in the building.
Not all of 'em.
All right, look, uh, you know,
either we do this
or we don't, okay?
I got people waiting.
Told you to come alone.
Yeah, I don't go anywhere
without NOPD.
Especially here.
After all,
desperate men
do desperate things.
Frisk him.
You can wait outside.
Now, you know I'm only here
'cause you said you wanted
to save your team's jobs, right?
That's right.
Only one way
that's gonna happen.
And that's if you back
the hell off me, and I mean
all the way off.
All right.
On one condition.
(chuckles):
Condition? Oh, man, no, no.
You don't get
conditions, Dwayne.
All you have to do
is confess
to k*lling Garcia
and the FBI agents
and the Clearwater pastor
and your connection to Stone.
Oh, man, you are
out of your mind.
You are out of
your damn mind... (shouts)
I'm gonna tear you down, Hamilton.
Hey! Son of a... (shouts)
- I'm gonna connect your sorry ass
- Get in here!
to everything you've done!
- Every m*rder, every person you hurt!
- Get in here!
And if I can't get
you the needle,
I'm gonna make damn sure
you spend
the rest of your miserable,
corrupt life in prison!
(panting)
Oh...
you are finished, Dwayne.
You are finished in this town,
do you understand?
You and your
whole damn team.
You're done!
Let's get out of here.
(phone beeps)
(line ringing)
Bug's in Hamilton's
coat pocket, Patton.
Copy that, Pride. (Hamilton shouting)
I hear him loud and clear.
And let me tell you,
he is pissed.
So am I.
(siren wailing)
(indistinct
police radio chatter)
MAN:
Sir.
PRIDE (over radio):
All right, talk to me.
It's after.
We only saw six of the
seven potential targets
enter so far, King.
Which means no sign
of the congresswoman yet.
(sirens wailing)
GREGORIO: Whoa, hold on
a second. Stand by.
Here comes another
police escort.
Check that, Pride. We just saw
the congresswoman enter
through a side entrance
on Lafayette.
They're all here.
HAMILTON: So what do you say
we get this show on the road?
You all traveled a long way.
I appreciate that.
So let me make it
worth your while.
Turn it up.
Uh, I know it's been
a long, arduous process,
but, um, it's my hope,
this evening,
to convince those of you
who are still holding out--
uh, I'm not gonna name
any names, now,
(clears throat)
Congresswoman--
uh, to convince you
once and for all
why Clearwater, why New Orleans
is the best candidate
for the first naval shipyards
to be built in our country
in decades.
Come on, come on
around here.
Yeah, that's right.
Whoa.
HAMILTON: See for yourself.
Ah, she's a beauty, isn't she?
Now, as you know, unlike
the Georgia option, Clearwater
is all but shovel-ready.
And on top of that,
we offer easy Gulf
and Panama Canal access.
We got plenty of slips
for stealth destroyers
and nuclear subs and whatnot.
And we also have enough
land and infrastructure
to build high-tech centers--
centers which will
allow the Navy
to open the first
ship-activation centers
east of San Diego.
Something D.O.D.
has long coveted.
Guess that answers
that question.
This is bigger than I thought.
THOMPKINS: So, out of curiosity,
how many people would
your shipyard employ?
Well, I'm actually glad that
you asked that, Admiral,
because our research says
that ,
full and part-time jobs
will be created,
both civilian and m*llitary.
Which would be
a much-needed boon
to both New Orleans
and Louisiana, I imagine.
And great press for the Navy.
Great press for you, too,
Mr. Mayor.
As well as a boon
to whatever political
aspirations you may have.
Might as well start calling
him Governor Hamilton now.
(scoffs)
Over Pride's dead body.
HAMILTON:
No, no, no.
Th-This is not about me,
Congresswoman.
It's not about me.
Folks around here have been
ignored by D.C. for too long.
We're still recovering
from Katrina.
Now, this will help
New Orleans.
I make no bones
about that.
But it will also help America
and the Navy, too.
How does it help
the residents of Clearwater?
Uh, s-sorry?
The latest report
shows there are at least
, people still living there.
Right.
Well, we will relocate them.
Affordable housing
has already been designed
into the entire process.
But my point is...
Yes.
...they're still there.
You want to break ground
next month,
but people are still living
on the very site.
It's not even cleared.
HAMILTON: All right, look,
we're getting down
to the wire here, Congresswoman.
We know that you are
the lone holdout here.
But since you're the head of
the Armed Services Committee,
we also know that your vote
holds great sway.
So is there anything
I can do or say
to convince you
before the final vote?
No.
Because I still think
the Georgia site's
a better alternative.
Yeah. Excuse me.
HAMILTON: Don't worry about it.
She'll come around,
one way or the other.
What do you think, King?
I think Hamilton will do
anything to get that shipyard.
Which means
that poor congresswoman
is obviously
Stone's next target.
Question is: how do we save her?
We don't even know
where Stone is
or when and where
he's planning the hit.
Can't exactly warn her.
We're not even supposed
to know about this.
Hell, we're not even supposed
to be on the case.
PRIDE:
We'd better figure it out,
because saving her
stops Hamilton,
and that's all that matters.
Wait, wait, you two
are supposed to be watching
the congresswoman!
We handed it off
to Lasalle and Percy.
They're there,
don't worry.
Sorry.
Did you get any sleep?
No, not much.
We're no further along
knowing when or where
Stone's gonna strike
than we were last night.
Patton checked
surveillance cameras,
he's-he's used facial
recognition, nothing.
She's safe for
now. It's okay.
Yeah, she's in her room,
Capitol Police are guarding her.
Stone's not gonna make his move
until she leaves.
How do you know?
'Cause he's not
gonna take her out
and make it look like a hit.
Be too easy
for authorities
to connect it to the shipyard
vote, maybe even to Hamilton.
Right. Right, so they...
make it look like an accident.
GREGORIO: Exactly.
It's probably a restaurant
based on the
blueprints and maps.
We just got to
figure out which one.
Yeah, it's got to be
a seafood restaurant
'cause of that fish t*nk,
which, by the way,
I've been working on
in my old lab.
Seems like they were cultivating
some kind of a fungus inside.
I don't know.
I'm running tests right now.
Yeah, well, go see
if anything's turned up.
Go!
Protect the congresswoman,
catch Stone in the act,
use him to bust Hamilton.
We got this, Pride.
Save the day, save your badge.
I don't care about my badge.
Where-where are you going?
To warn the congresswoman;
she needs to know.
What are you gonna tell her?
We don't have any proof.
So far, we don't have anything.
Pride!
HAMILTON: I just want to know
what the time frame is.
Just want to be prepared,
that's all.
Prepared for what?
HAMILTON: Prepared for what?
What do you think?
Media's gonna want answers.
I-I'm the one that invited her
to come here, remember?
Just tell them New Orleans
is a dangerous town.
Don't be smug with me.
Just answer my question.
Couple hours,
it'll be done.
Couple hours?
That soon?
Hey, guys, can I...
(silenced g*nsh*t)
Wh-What was that?
What happened?
Don't worry about it.
Right now,
the bigger issue is Pride.
He needs to be dealt with.
(phone beeps)
Wonder what the record is
for shortest stint
as an NCIS field agent.
Always wanted to be
the best at something.
I kind of wish
it wasn't that.
Yeah, well, at least
you'll be free.
Broke but free.
Me?
I'm looking at five to ten hard,
and undoubtedly
with a bunk mate named Bubba.
Yeah, you're right.
You're way more screwed.
Any luck tapping into
the congresswoman's itinerary?
No offense,
but your old lab computers
are not exactly set up
for a Triple P hacking.
That's not cool.
Man, don't go
getting sensitive.
Man, it's not personal.
No, no, it's not that.
It's this.
What is it?
SEBASTIAN:
Karenia brevis.
Who is that?
No, it's not a who,
it's an algae.
I just found trace elements
of it in the fish t*nk.
At first I
thought it was
a fungus, but...
I take it it isn't?
No, you ever hear
of red tide?
You know, a-a
microscopic algae
that sometimes grows in
oysters in the Mississippi?
Yeah, that stuff is deadly,
isn't it?
Yeah, very.
(sighs)
Anything happening?
No, congresswoman's
still inside,
safe and sound, I hope.
Caramel Macchiato.
Extra sh*t, right?
Thank you.
What's Pride doing here?
(trolley bell dinging)
I'll get your keys
for you, sir.
Just leave it there.
NCIS.
I need to speak with the--
Congresswoman.
Special Agent Pride, NCIS.
Sorry to bother you,
but it's important.
What's this about?
It's about the shipyard
and Mayor Hamilton.
I'll be right there.
Why does NCIS know
about the shipyard?
NCIS doesn't, I do.
I can't explain why
I know what I know,
but I have to tell you, Hamilton
is not gonna let you vote.
He's gonna stop you.
Stop me?
How's he going to stop me?
He's gonna try and k*ll you.
What?
That's ridiculous.
No, no, listen.
I'm sorry, but pl-please.
You got to believe me.
Me and my team have been
tracking a hit squad,
and we have every
reason to believe
they're connected to Hamilton
and that you're
their next target.
Do you have proof of this?
No, not exactly, no.
But I'm-I'm telling you,
I know Hamilton,
and he'll do anything
to keep you from voting.
Or maybe you're just
trying to scare me.
I'm-I'm sorry?
Don't think I don't know
how this town of yours works,
Agent Pride.
New Orleans has a long
history of corrupt officials.
This looks like
just another example.
No, no, no,
you don't understand.
You tell your
mayor friend...
He's not my friend.
...I will not be intimidated
by you or anybody else.
That shipyard
will never be
built in Clearwater, ever.
Good day.
Look, Congresswoman, I'm just...
(siren wailing)
(cell phones chime)
(trolley bell dinging)
(engine starts)
King, King!
We just got a
text from Patton.
He's got the
congresswoman's itinerary.
Yeah, and she's headed to
lunch with Admiral Thompkins
at Beaux's Oyster Bar,
corner restaurant.
LASALLE: Plus,
Sebastian thinks he knows
how Stone's gonna
make the hit
look like an accident.
Red tide.
(tires screeching)
(siren wailing)
Congresswoman.
Hello, Admiral.
Good to see you.
Good to see you. Thank you.
(siren wailing)
(horn honking)
(horn continues honking)
THOMPKINS:
Did you have trouble finding us?
ANGELOU:
None.
I seem to recall
you like white wine.
(horn honking)
Get out of the way!
(siren wailing,
tires screeching)
THOMPKINS: Got to tell you,
they have amazing food here.
Oh, here we go.
Compliments of the house.
Thank you so much.
Thank you.
Wow, isn't this pretty?
(siren wailing)
(horn honking)
(siren approaching)
A little lemon.
(tires screeching)
(horn honking)
We got to go.
Let's go.
Come on, let's go!
Cover him!
Out of the car!
Hands up!
Don't move!
I'm okay.
Let's go, let's go.
Get her out of here.
REPORTER:
Now, witnesses say the driver,
identified as the same
federal agent
who was chastised by the mayor
for similar reckless action
just two days ago,
intentionally drove his car into
the patio filled with diners.
Now, fortunately,
nobody was injured.
However,
the investigation into...
LASALLE:
That's some bull.
They ain't got a clue
of what was going on.
King saved that
woman's life.
SONJA: Problem is,
nobody knows.
Yeah, not even
the congresswoman.
SEBASTIAN:
Tammy's right.
I mean, even if
they test those oysters,
the red tide will look like
it was naturally occurring.
There's no way anybody would
think that it was intentional.
But that's Stone's play,
to make it look
like an accident.
Yeah, which means King's a hero,
and the media's trying
to spin it like
he's some crazed maniac.
You mean Hamilton's
trying to spin it.
HQ can't really blame him for
doing the right thing, can they?
They don't know he's doing
the right thing. We don't even
have enough proof;
besides, we're not even
supposed to be
on this case anymore.
So, what do you think
is gonna happen?
They're suspending us.
Pending further review,
deputy director's ordered us
to stand down, cease and desist
all NCIS activities.
(chuckles):
Wait. That's not right.
Yeah, if it wasn't for you, that
congresswoman would be dead.
She's still in danger, too.
Which means,
if we don't do something...
There is no “we” anymore,
all right?
At least not until
HQ figures it out.
Which means for now,
“we” aren't doing anything.
Is that understood?
King, you got to be...
I meant it, Christopher.
HQ's not messing around anymore,
and neither am I.
I'm the one
who dragged you into this,
and for that I am truly sorry.
I'm beyond grateful
for your loyalty,
but it's not just my badge
at stake anymore.
Now, it's over!
Go home!
Hey, what the hell
do you think you're doing?!
How'd he find out, huh?
How'd Pride save her?
'Cause he would have had to know
exactly what we were doing,
when we were doing it.
Did you tell him? You tell him
when you met him in his bar?
Course I didn't!
Why would I do that?
And besides,
I don't know how and when.
That's supposed to be your job,
which, by the way,
you been screwing up so much
that we got
no other choice anymore.
- And what's that supposed to mean?
- It means that
I'm shutting it down,
that's what it means.
Okay? No more shipyard.
This is so
out of control
that I have to put a stop to it
before it bites all of us
in the ass.
Well, that's not just up to you.
And I doubt
the others would agree.
Yeah, well, that's too bad.
We've lost our chance.
No, we haven't.
We still have one chance
to save your precious shipyard.
Problem is there's
someone out there
who's not gonna give up
trying to stop you.
Unless you let me
put a stop to him first.
(door opens)
(door closes)
You know, with all the people
you've pissed off in your life,
you'd at least think
you'd lock your door.
I heard about the suspension.
I just wanted to see
if you were okay.
I'm fine.
Ah.
Yeah, well,
could have fooled me.
Loretta, look...
I don't need
any speeches or pep talks
or anything else right now.
I just need you to leave.
Not until you tell me
what's going on.
Not until you talk to me.
No more talking.
I've had it. I'm done.
And I'm gonna put an end
to this once and for all.
Dwayne, you're scaring me.
I'm sorry.
You know I love you,
you know
I'd do anything for you,
but I don't want you trying
to talk me out of this.
Out of what?
I tried to do it
your way,
I tried to do
the right thing
with my team,
but it got 'em
in more trouble.
And I'm not putting 'em
through anything more.
This is my job now!
You're going after Hamilton.
Somebody has to.
And since nobody else
has any idea
what the hell he's really up to,
it's gonna be me.
And I will,
if it's the last thing I do.
What do you mean,
“If it's the last thing I do”?
Make sure NCIS gets this.
It says that I take
full responsibility
for forcing my team
to do everything.
Dwayne, you're taking this
too personally!
You're damn right
I'm taking it personal!
I should've stopped Hamilton
a long time ago!
Now, you listen, Dwayne!
No, you listen to me!
You listen to me!
Listen to me!
He's k*lled people;
and more people
are gonna die if I don't
do something right now!
- Now get out of my way, Loretta!
- Dwayne, you...
Get out of my way!
Dwayne, wait, your phone!
♪ ♪
Expecting the good mayor,
were you?
PRIDE:
No.
Hamilton's too much of a coward.
I figured this was a setup.
Then why'd you come?
'Cause I knew you'd be here.
And I need you...
to help me get Hamilton.
Mayor says this place
means a lot to you.
Apparently has
some kind of history,
uh, family history.
Your mother sang here,
or something.
You know... be a shame
to see it go up in smoke,
wouldn't it?
But, you know,
it's an old kitchen,
gas lines, faulty wiring.
Accidents do happen.
Your point?
My point...
is that Hamilton wanted me
to give you one last
chance to back off,
listen to your bosses,
reason.
But, that's not
gonna happen, is it?
No, it's not.
(grunting)
I'll be in the car.
(beeping)
(grunting)
(coughing)
(yelling)
(car alarms wailing)
(sirens wailing, indistinct
police radio chatter)
No way.
♪ ♪
Is it him?
Uh... I don't know.
Maybe.
That's his g*n and his badge.
I know.
It doesn't
mean anything.
Pride-- he-he would've
found a way out. He had to.
He wasn't supposed to be here.
I tried to stop him.
It's not your fault.
When will you know?
When I get him on my table.
♪ ♪
(sighs)
Ah.
Well, I see New Orleans
has gotten to you.
Sorry?
Oh, yeah.
Sazerac, right?
Right? Although
Napoleon Bar
in the Quarter
makes the best.
But tell you what,
you stick around,
I'll buy you one.
You know, I've been
in politics long enough
to know when someone's
trying to play me.
I'm not changing my vote.
That's a mistake.
Just saying.
Now, are you sure
there's nothing
I can do to convince you?
I mean, no offense
to Georgia, but...
Let me ask you something.
How are you going to get
the rest of the Clearwater
residents to leave?
What difference does that make?
They're gonna be gone.
They're gonna be taken care of,
trust me.
That's the problem.
I don't trust you.
At all.
Well...
...I'm not giving up.
I'm gonna get that shipyard
one way or the other.
We'll see.
Oh, no, no, no,
don't worry about that.
It's on me.
Enjoy.
♪ ♪
LASALLE:
I'm telling you,
it's not him.
Okay, fine.
But what if it is?
It's not.
It can't be.
SONJA: Then why was
Pride's g*n and badge
on the body, huh?
How do you explain that?
I don't know,
all right?
I... It just can't be him.
Because if it is, then...
All right, let's just...
You know, this is, this is
hard for all of us, obviously,
and-and, you know, we just
got to... we just got to wait.
She's coming.
It's not Pride.
What?
Thank God.
Are you sure?
DNA didn't come close
to matching.
I don't know
who the hell that is,
but I know it's not Pride.
Okay, but wait.
Do you think Pride
put his badge and g*n
on the body intentionally?
Had to.
Yeah, but why?
Maybe he wanted us to know
that he was still alive.
I mean, he had to know that
Doc was gonna check, right?
Well, that can't be the only
reason; otherwise he would've
shown up already,
let everyone else
know he's still alive.
Maybe he wants everyone else
to think he's dead.
Yeah. Especially Hamilton.
(train horn blowing)
I just wanted to make sure
you were still breathing.