♪ ♪
(boat horn blares)
(siren wails in distance)
MAN:
Molly.
It's okay, Molly.
David sent us.
We are federal agents,
NCIS.
The case is our jurisdiction.
I'm Agent Sluhan,
this is Agent Conlin.
Are you all right?
I... I don't know.
I'm scared.
David sent you?
Yes, to make sure you
and the evidence he gave you
gets back to
D.C. safely.
I know this
is hard, Molly,
but trust me,
you're doing the right thing.
You both are.
I know.
Is everything in there?
Yes.
I want to call David.
Of course.
But let's do it on the way.
It's too dangerous here.
(grunts)
(Molly whimpers)
(Conlin shouting)
(g*nshots)
(muffled scream)
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang ♪
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ How, how, how, how ♪
♪ Hey, hey ♪
♪ You gotta come on. ♪
LASALLE:
It ain't fair.
You guys live closer.
GREGORIO: Yeah, almost close
enough to hear the g*nshots.
You call NOPD?
Nope. Tourist over there
sleeping off
one too many hurricanes did.
The att*ck woke him up.
I'm assuming the
victims are Navy?
Worse.
Two of ours: NCIS.
Say what?
Agents Ed Sluhan
and Pete Conlin.
You know them, Pride?
- No.
LASALLE: Hey, isn't HQ
supposed to notify us when
they send agents on our turf?
Yeah, so things like this
don't happen.
Conlin took two in the stomach,
but according to Doc,
sh*ts were aimed straight up
into his heart.
k*ller used his own
w*apon against him?
Agent Sluhan over here
never got a sh*t off.
You want me to notify HQ?
First, I want to know if
they were in New Orleans
for business or pleasure.
SONJA: Doesn't much look like
they were dressed for a party.
WADE:
Well, if so,
the party was over
for both of them instantly.
And, in this one's case, grisly.
Takes considerable strength
to be able
to snap a person's neck
like this.
He knew exactly
how to grab and twist
so that some
of the vertebrae
went directly
into his brain stem.
Means a pro did this.
SONJA:
Further indication
they were here for business.
The witness see anything?
SONJA:
He said he saw them talking
to a woman, then out of nowhere,
Batman att*cked.
Come again?
Don't sh**t the messenger.
It's what he said.
No, it's true.
They said the guy swooped in,
took out
two agents like, like...
a superhero movie stunt,
then grabbed the woman
and disappeared.
Disappeared? What do you mean?
He took her away?
- He kidnapped her?
WADE: By force,
if this is her crutch,
as we expect it is.
SONJA: The
prints we lifted,
we sent them to Sebastian,
hoping for an ID.
All right.
Whoever this woman is,
she's key to figuring out
why these two men were k*lled.
Pull surveillance on the walk,
get me the woman's ID ASAP,
while I call HQ
and find out
why the hell they didn't tell me
what these two agents
were doing in town.
SEBASTIAN:
Well, at least NCIS wasn't
withholding anything from you.
I mean, other than the fact
that the real Agents Sluhan
and Conlin's badges
and credentials
were stolen a couple weeks ago.
Any idea why they were
impersonating agents?
No, but at least now I know
who they really are...
slash were.
I matched prints
from the badges.
Two ex-Army guys,
both dishonorably discharged
for aggravated as*ault
seven years ago.
What about since then?
That's the thing: nothing.
It's like they just up
and disappeared.
Up until last night.
Before the superhero
k*lled them.
SEBASTIAN: Yeah, which,
by the way, I just got to say:
that's my favorite part
of the case.
The fact that
a witness said that somebody
"swooped in"?
That's cool.
Be more cool
if we knew who he really was,
and why he swooped in at all.
Yeah, we're not gonna get
anything off of surveillance.
He, or-or they,
took out
every camera on the Riverwalk
about an hour before the att*ck.
That's according to
the timestamp.
Well, that means
either our superhero
or our fake agents
didn't want to be spotted.
Which also means it was
obviously a planned meet
of some kind.
SONJA: Yeah,
but what kind of meet, and why?
We got two mystery Army guys
meeting a mystery woman...
And a mystery superhero
who k*lled both fake agents,
and abducted her.
He's the key.
Actually, I think she's the key.
Everything seems to center
around her, which means
the sooner we can
figure out who she is...
LASALLE:
Sorry, King, it's...
this is about Cade,
I got to make this call.
His brother okay?
I think it's more a question
of who's gonna take care of Cade
now that their
dad's passed.
Did you get anything
off the woman's crutch?
Yes. Name is Molly Lindell,
, congressional aide
out of D.C.
Apparently, she bought a
roundtrip ticket to New Orleans
yesterday, scheduled
to go back tomorrow.
Where'd she go after she landed?
No idea. And credit
card records
don't show any, uh, car
rentals or Ubers or hotels.
I mean, there was no sign of
her until she got swooped.
SONJA: Sounds like Molly
went out of her way
to keep a low profile.
To meet two people
who went out of their way
to pretend
to be NCIS agents.
She must have
some kind of a Navy connection.
Learn everything you can
about Molly in D.C.
- Her job, her life, everything.
- Okay.
You and Patton check
surveillance cameras
from the airport
to the Riverwalk.
Run facial recognition of both
Molly and the fake agents.
Figure out where they were,
might help us figure out
what they were doing
on the Riverwalk.
What about the superhero?
Sebastian...
I'm gonna find Molly. That's
a great idea, let's find Molly.
LASALLE: That's what
I'm trying to tell you.
All right, listen to me,
my brother's not gonna rot
in some loony
bin, okay?
I don't care what my dad wanted.
I'm the executor,
I'm making the decision.
Cade's coming home
where he belongs.
You got it?
PATTON:
It doesn't make sense.
Are you sure this Molly person
is just a congressional aide?
Yeah. Why, you can't find her?
Not after she landed
at the airport, no.
Surveillance ain't everywhere,
but she clearly did everything
she could to avoid being seen.
Well, what about
the fake agents?
Same thing with them
so far, too.
Girl comes down from D.C.,
doesn't want to be seen,
meet with the bad guys,
who also don't want to be seen.
Yeah, and our superhero
swoops in,
and-and saves
the damsel in distress.
Or... take her away
and do the same thing to her
he did to the fake agents.
Yeah, you're right, he could be
a supervillain instead.
That would be
super disappointing.
Hey, I got a hit.
There they are, driving
into the Riverwalk lot.
Those are our
two fake agents.
That's minutes
before the att*ck,
according to the timestamp.
So when did
it leave?
PATTON:
Let's find out.
We should know soon as they roll
up to that camera.
SEBASTIAN:
There. Stop.
Okay, all right,
so who's driving?
Rolling forward.
(g*nsh*t)
Whoa.
He hit that thing dead center
from a moving car?
He's scary good,
whoever he is.
Look, there's Molly.
That's also minutes
before the att*ck.
PATTON: Leaving from the Omni,
which is only a couple
of blocks from the walk.
Yeah. Okay, all right.
Get a BOLO out on that car
and I'll tell Pride
we got a lead on Molly.
PRIDE:
Got it, Sebastian.
We're almost at the hotel.
SEBASTIAN: Great.
So Molly's listed
on the registry
for a room at the Omni,
but some company, G&M Holdings,
is paying for it, and that...
Christopher.
Yeah.
Oh, sorry, King.
What'd you say?
Now, I... I know you got
a lot on your plate...
Don't worry about me,
King. All right?
I'm good.
Focusing on the case.
That's not
what I was gonna say.
I know it's not easy
when a parent dies,
especially when you haven't had
the best of relationships.
Well, it's not so much that.
I can't believe my
dad put my brother
in that psychiatric hospital
for all those years.
Cade's bipolar illness is pretty
severe, though, isn't it?
Yeah, well, it might be less
severe if he was at home,
with family, where he belongs.
Still, all that matters
is he gets the best care, right?
Absolutely.
Hold on, you...
you think I should leave him
at the hospital?
Well, that's not
my decision,
and certainly
none of my business.
I'm just saying that...
taking care
of people
with mental challenges
can be challenging
for the caregiver, too.
And much as you
understandably want
Cade at home, it might be
that he gets the best care
from folks who know how to deal
with his specific problems.
Either way, it's not
an easy decision.
I know that.
Sorry, King.
I know you had to go
through this before.
Especially knowing
how close
you were to your mom.
Hardest thing I ever had to do.
Federal agents!
♪ ♪
(g*n chamber clicks)
Hey, what'd they say?
No concussion,
thankfully.
Got a thumping headache,
though-- not happy about it.
You okay?
Yeah, more or less.
(grunts)
I've got my ass kicked
before, but never like that,
and never that fast, either.
Sebastian's superhero seems
to be all that and more.
Yeah, still,
he's a k*ller.
Had us dead to rights, too.
Thankfully, whatever
happened to him
happened when it did.
Yeah.
Doc have a clue
what it was?
No. They're gonna
run some tests
after we have a word.
Well, we got
a fingerprint match,
for what it's worth,
which I don't
think is much.
Jack Cooper, .
Car salesman
from St. Louis?
(scoffs)
Yeah, right.
Sure it was just one guy?
LASALLE: NCIS. Can we
have the room, please?
NURSE:
Of course.
LASALLE:
Where's Molly Lindell?
Molly?
Cut the crap, Cooper.
All right? Or whatever
your name really is.
Look, we know you abducted her
and k*lled those two men
last night.
Tried to k*ll us, too.
No, wait...
Wait, you don't understand.
All right? I-I didn't know
who you guys were.
I thought you were there
to hurt Molly.
Excuse me?
That's why I was there.
All right? I knew
whoever else was
after her
was gonna look for her
in the hotel.
I was just trying
to protect her.
Hey, you're the one
she needs protecting from.
PRIDE:
Where is she, Jack?
Where's Molly?
I don't know.
I don't know where she is.
LASALLE:
Geez Louise.
Going that route, huh?
Look, all I know
is that Molly is in trouble,
and that I have to
protect her. I swear.
What, you're saying you were
there to save her-- is that it?
Yeah.
Like, what,
a good Samaritan
or a guardian angel?
No, man, that's not
what I'm saying.
Look, I don't know
how I know.
I just-- I know that
Molly's in trouble.
All right?
All right.
Take a breath.
Let's just say, for
the sake of argument,
that we believe you.
You must know
who's after Molly.
Who those men were
last night.
(sighs)
I can't remember.
You don't remember,
'cause you're lying
to us, and you know it.
Look, man, I'm not lying, okay?
I'm telling you,
I'm trying
to protect Molly.
That's a bunch of bull.
Where is she?
I don't know!
I don't know where Molly is.
LASALLE:
Guy's either a psychopath
or an assassin or both.
Maybe.
Maybe not.
You sure you didn't get
a concussion, King?
(scoffs)
I mean, the man's a k*ller.
Already k*lled
two other bad guys,
who were probably
professional K*llers, too.
I know.
There's a lot of questions.
But one thing for sure is
they'll all get answered
if we find Molly.
Why don't you get back
to the squad room,
see what the team's
dug up on the company
that rented her hotel room?
G&M Holdings.
Right.
'Cause if we can figure out
what Molly was doing
in New Orleans, we might
be able to figure out
why the fake agents wanted
to meet her last night,
and why Jack took her.
Well, how do we know Jack
hasn't already k*lled her?
We don't.
But one way or the other,
we gotta find her.
Go. I'll stay here,
take another sh*t at Jack.
Hopefully, the test
results will help us to...
Learn things.
GREGORIO: No way Jack
doesn't know where Molly is.
NOPD got a hit on
our BOLO-- blue sedan
abandoned under
the Claiborne Expressway.
And Sebastian already
called from the lab.
The fingerprints are a match
for both Jack Cooper
and Molly Lindell.
Which means if Molly
was in the car,
he obviously knows
what he did with her.
Yeah, I knew Jack was
lying through his teeth.
I don't know
what King's thinking.
All right, look,
Jack's not gonna help us
find Molly, so we need
to figure out
what this whole thing's about.
Well, we may have
a lead
with G&M Holdings.
It's a multinational company
that's been providing
everything from jet engines
to helicopter parts
to the Navy for years.
All right, so what's
the connection to Molly?
I mean, why rent her
a hotel room
and send her down here
from D.C.?
Well, it might be more
about her boss. Show him.
That's Molly standing
with Congressman Perez,
who happens to chair
the oversight committee
on defense spending.
And for the last nine months,
the congressman has been
investigating the company
for defense contractor fraud.
Now, we're thinking
somebody from the company
sent Molly down
from D.C. to expose it.
This is David Finn.
He works in accounting
for G&M Holdings.
He's the one who actually paid
for Molly's hotel room.
Could be Molly and Finn were
secretly working together
to try to get
Congressman Perez
to blow the whistle
on the company.
And the company
figured it out
and hired hit men to
come down and take Molly out.
Still, why go through
all the trouble
to pose as NCIS agents
if all they're trying
to do is k*ll her?
She might have had evidence
that they wanted,
except Jack k*lled them
before they could get
their hands on it.
Which would mean
Jack really did save Molly.
Ah...
If he did save her
and is now protecting her,
why didn't he just tell us?
I mean, it doesn't make
a lick of sense.
All right, I'm gonna
fill Pride in.
Maybe it'll help him
jog Jack's memory.
Meanwhile, we need to
find David Finn, and fast,
because if they're both
whistle-blowers,
like you say they are,
he's in as much danger as Molly.
- Okay.
Patient/physician
confidentiality is
a fundamental tenet
of medical ethics, Agent Pride.
Which means unless
you have some--
Public safety is an
overriding concern,
Dr. Mangold,
trust me.
The victim's life
is at stake,
which means if
the test results
can help me save
her in any way,
I need to know.
Well, I'm afraid
it's not good news.
Mr. Cooper has
a brain tumor.
Stage four, inoperable.
Let me show you.
Uh, right here.
It's the red portion here.
Deep in his parietal lobe,
specifically the
supermarginal gyrus region.
Sorry, Doc, afraid
you're gonna have to
dumb it down for me.
Okay, um, you
said he claims
not to remember things--
recent events.
This could explain that.
Although, certain
real-world triggers
can help him
remember things.
And his sudden
fainting spell?
Mm-hmm, this could
explain that, too.
What else could it explain?
What are you looking
for, in particular?
I'm not sure, exactly.
It's just...
He's a trained k*ller, Doctor.
He kills without conscience.
Nearly k*lled me.
And yet, when I was talking
to him in his hospital room
an hour or so ago,
he seemed almost...
MANGOLD:
Personable?
Kind, even?
Yeah. Yeah,
as a matter of fact.
The area of the brain
his tumor is in
allows a person the capacity
to feel empathy
toward others-- or not.
Meaning, as a tumor blocks
certain memories-- say,
even of being a trained k*ller--
it could also allow
suppressed feelings of empathy
to suddenly reawaken.
Wait, Ar-are you saying
that he could
wanna k*ll somebody
in cold blood,
and then suddenly care
about the same person
enough to want to save them?
Theoretically, yes.
The problem is,
anything can trigger
either personality.
And it can change
in the blink of an eye.
How much time
does he have left?
It's impossible to tell
or regulate.
I mean, he could live
another year,
or he could be gone tomorrow.
All right.
Thank you for your time.
Mm-hmm.
Does Jack know?
The severe headaches
alone would have
sent him to
a doctor by now,
so, yes, he has to know.
Unless, of course,
he's forgotten.
Yeah.
(monitor beeping steadily)
I need your help, Jack,
to find Molly.
Would you help me
find her, Jack?
(sighs)
Yeah.
I'll try.
Recognize them?
The two men you
k*lled last night.
Then you drove away
in their car.
This car.
Blue sedan.
You drove it away
from the Riverwalk
before abandoning it
under the Claiborne
Expressway. You remember?
Molly was with you.
We found her prints,
along with yours,
inside the sedan.
Which means you took her
before abandoning the car.
Molly. If you really
want to help her,
if you really want
to protect her, Jack...
I need you to remember
where she is.
There's a cabin.
Good. That's good, Jack.
What cabin? Where is it?
I had to protect her.
She's in danger.
Yes, she is.
From who?
Who do you have to
protect her from?
(man grunts, Molly gasps)
I don't know.
I can't remember.
I just know somebody's
trying to k*ll her.
Okay, well, let me
help you protect her.
All right? Tell me
where the cabin is,
where Molly is,
and I'll make sure
that she's safe.
I can't remember!
(monitor beeping rapidly)
(phone ringing)
Make it quick, Gregorio.
Pride, we found David Finn.
He's dead.
PRIDE (on phone): What? How?
- Neck snapped.
Same as the fake agents
last night.
Guess that's Jack's MO.
Which means if Jack was hired
to k*ll Finn,
he was hired
to k*ll Molly, too.
PRIDE: Show them to
interrogation, Roy.
- Anything on Molly?
GREGORIO: Yeah.
Sebastian's still
going over the car,
trying to find clues
to the cabin
Jack said he took her to.
LASALLE: And Miss Loretta's
doing an autopsy
on David Finn's body
to confirm whether or not
Jack k*lled him.
Although, she already knows
TOD was an hour or so
before he took Molly.
I don't think
there's any question
that Jack k*lled Finn.
The moment I told him about
you all finding the body,
he suddenly wasn't interested
in helping us find Molly at all.
Maybe I jogged his memory
too much.
SONJA: Does he remember
anything else?
Like where she is?
Hoping to find that out.
But I wouldn't bank on it.
We need to find her on our own.
Hope she's still alive.
Only way she is
is if she didn't give
Jack the evidence
she got from G&M Holdings.
Catch me up.
What do we know?
LASALLE: We ran
the fake agents
through every alphabet database.
Found them linked to several
high-profile unsolved murders.
Professional hit men?
Like Jack,
who was on Interpol's
Top Ten Hit List.
Seems he and the vics
were working together
on a couple of targets.
Yeah, looks like they're all
part of an elite hit squad.
Special forces types,
now m*rder-for-hire.
No doubt hired
by G&M Holdings
to shut up Finn and Molly.
Turns out
Congress was looking
into a hell of a lot more
than just fraud.
Five chopper crashes and
three dead sailors in two years,
all linked to faulty equipment
sold by G&M Holdings
to the Navy.
Except without
the evidence,
we can't prove G&M
ordered the hits.
All the more reason
to find Molly.
Hope she still has it.
I think it's possible.
Jack could've
easily k*lled her
at the Riverwalk.
Instead, he k*lled his team.
Which doesn't make sense if
they were all working together
to take out both
Molly and Finn.
Maybe he forgot he was supposed
to k*ll Molly.
And thought he was supposed
to protect her instead?
Maybe he remembered somebody
was trying to k*ll her,
just forgot it was him.
God, talk about Jekyll and Hyde.
Still, Jack showed he cared
about Molly.
At least long enough
to save her.
Got to hope part of him
still does.
I don't understand why King
keeps believing in this guy.
Anybody else, he would've
thrown away the key by now.
Well, I've never doubted Pride.
I'm not gonna start now.
GREGORIO: Yeah, well, we
better find Molly fast
because if Jack's hiding her
because she's in danger...
Means he knows they're not the
only hit men looking for her.
I'm okay, Jimmy.
Where's the cabin, Jack?
Cabin?
What cabin?
Where you took Molly.
Look, let's not waste
each other's time.
Okay?
Especially now
that I remember everything,
thanks to you.
Except the problem is...
...I got more time than you do.
We all die someday.
Exactly.
Which means
every decision you make
could be your last.
Anyone ever tell you
your bedside manner sucks?
Come on, Jack.
We both know
that tumor in your head
didn't suddenly turn you
into somebody you're not.
You saved Molly.
You tried to protect her.
You don't know
what you're talking about.
I'm talking
about you, Jack.
Fact is, you saved Molly once.
You can do it again.
There's no saving her.
All you need to do
is help me find her
before it's too late.
For both of you.
It's a little late
to make amends
for everything I've done.
Not for Molly, it's not.
Come on, Jack.
You know, it's funny.
My mama has the exact
opposite problem as you.
She cares too much.
Always has.
Feels other people's
pain and suffering
to the point
where it incapacitates her.
She can't function.
(sighs)
All in all,
I'd rather be her than you.
He's all yours.
Get him out of here.
You got it, Dwayne.
LASALLE:
Nothing?
No.
What do you
want us to do?
I want us to save Molly.
SONJA: Hey, Doc,
you seen Sebastian around?
He's not in the lab.
Ah, he ran up
to Baton Rouge.
Wanted to check his
findings with the USGS.
That mean he might've found
the cabin?
I think that's what he's
trying to figure out.
He'll be back in a minute.
Well, did you find any clues
off of Finn?
Well, he definitely was k*lled
in the same way
as Jack Cooper's other victim.
And precision's exquisite.
Obviously, he's had
a lot of practice at this.
Makes you wonder
why Pride was trying
to appeal to him,
what he thought
he saw in Jack.
Dwayne sees
a lot of things
in a lot of people
that isn't always apparent.
That's why he keeps trying
so hard
to help others who can't
always help themselves.
Sometimes
to a fault.
Other times, at his expense.
Yeah,
but a professional
hit man?
Something tells me
you know why, Doc.
Know him better
than anyone.
Let me guess, something
about his father.
No, actually,
his mother.
His mother?
I've never even heard him
mention his mother.
Me neither, except he said she
used to sing at his bar.
Well,
Pride likes to keep
to himself,
and I am certainly in no place
to share, but...
...he gets his love for music
and his extraordinary ability
to take care of other people
from her.
Is she still alive?
Yes. And he still takes care
of her, too.
Well, color me surprised.
Mm-hmm.
I think I know
where Jack took Molly.
♪ ♪
(soft jangling)
What are you looking at?
Just curious if you got
enough gas in this t*nk.
What do you care?
(grunting)
(g*nsh*t)
(airbag hisses)
(tires screeching)
(engine revving)
All right, good job.
Keep trying to narrow it down.
Appreciate the call.
Sebastian found
alluvial silt deposits
on the car
unique to the Northshore
of Lake Pontchartrain.
A lot of cabins
up there,
so Gregorio and Percy
are heading over...
What's the matter?
NOPD just
called, King.
They're on scene.
Looks like
Jack Cooper
took out all three marshals,
then escaped in their car.
- What?
Got to assume
he's going after Molly.
(siren wailing,
indistinct radio chatter)
Thanks, fellas.
Hey, Jimmy.
(coughs)
You all right?
Yeah, I think so.
(groans) It happened
so fast, Dwayne.
I mean,
I still can't believe it.
He took our car
like...
I know.
We got a BOLO out on it.
Trying to track the GPS.
LSP is sending helos, too.
Might have a
general idea
as to where he's headed.
Yeah, well,
good luck trying to stop him
if you find him.
I ain't never seen
anything like it.
Before I knew what was
even happening, he was out
of his cuffs and...
took us out.
Been there, done that.
BUXTON: Next thing I knew,
we're all lying in the middle
of the damn road
and Cooper's driving off.
Just be grateful
he didn't k*ll you.
Yeah, tell me about it.
He had every chance
to do it, too.
He did, didn't he?
Take care of him,
would you?
Rest up, Jimmy. We'll do
everything we can to find him.
All right? Promise.
Gonna contact Gregorio
and Percy,
let 'em know Jack's
coming to get Molly.
I'm not so sure.
What do you mean?
(scoffs)
Jimmy said it.
Jack could've k*lled
all three of 'em, but he didn't.
He chose not to.
Could've been in a hurry
to go finish the job
he was hired to do.
Or maybe he was in a hurry
to try and stop the other
hit men who are after Molly.
King, he's a hit man.
A hit man that's k*lled
three people already,
nearly k*lled us,
took out three marshals.
Why do you think he's not gonna
try and k*ll Molly, too?
I don't know.
Guess I'm just hoping,
hoping maybe he heard me
after all.
(exhales)
All right, go ahead.
Call Gregorio and Percy.
'Cause one way
or the other,
someone's coming after Molly.
(insects trilling)
(birds chirping)
(vehicle approaching)
(car door opens, closes)
Y'all get in touch
with Percy and Gregorio?
We still can't get through.
We've been trying
ever since you called us.
We lost contact with them
about minutes ago
on the causeway
crossing the lake.
I identified an area
of about six or seven cabins
near the silt deposits,
but we have no idea
how many they checked.
Any luck tracking the GPS from
the marshal's car Jack stole?
PATTON:
I've been trying,
but if he's driving
under heavy tree cover
like there is on the Northshore,
the satellite signal
will be blocked.
Uh, which Jack would know.
Could be headed Gregorio
and Percy's way,
and they wouldn't have any idea.
Yeah, we didn't even
know that he escaped
until after we talked to them.
PATTON:
Got him.
South Chenier.
Looks like the marshals' car
is parked right out front.
That's one of the cabins
I told Percy and Tammy to check.
That means they could be
walking right into an ambush.
Call LSP, St. Tammany Parish
Sheriff's Office. Let's go.
But Pride, you're at least
minutes away from them...
It's warm.
The hit man might be inside.
Still no signal.
What do you want to do?
Not die young.
(scoffs)
Let's move.
NCIS, freeze!
SONJA:
Drop your w*apon, now!
Last chance, Cooper.
Drop it,
or I drop you.
I need you to understand.
I'm here to protect Molly.
Oh, yeah?
Like you protected David Finn?
David? What happened to David?
You gonna tell her,
or should we?
We got to get her
out of here, fast.
I know who they're sending.
You're not going anywhere.
Think about it.
If I wanted to hurt her,
why didn't I?
Because you need her evidence.
I've got it right here.
He could've taken it.
He doesn't need me anymore.
Jack saved me from those men.
He's trying to save me now, too.
You have to believe him.
We've got to get out
of here before... (g*nf*re)
Get in!
JACK:
Go! Go!
Gregorio, in!
JACK:
Go. Get in.
Go, get in, go.
Shut the door!
Everybody okay, anybody hit?
I'm good. Molly?
What are we gonna do?
(g*nf*re continues outside)
Patton says he traced Gregorio's
car to the cabin, too,
but the sheriffs are
still five minutes away.
If the hit men
are already there,
they won't last five minutes.
(tires screeching)
What do you think?
Five, maybe six guys?
I'm down to one mag. You?
Already on my last.
(g*n clicks)
Stay with Molly.
Where are you going?
Going out there is su1c1de.
Holy crap.
(g*nf*re)
- I'm out.
- Me, too.
(g*n clicking)
(heartbeat loud, slowing)
SONJA:
Jack's down.
GREGORIO:
I got an idea.
Follow me.
(screaming)
Jack. Jack.
JACK:
Molly.
Got to protect Molly.
Molly?
She's safe. Molly's safe.
You did good.
JACK:
Got to protect her.
Molly?
LASALLE:
King.
How's Jack? You talk
to the doctors yet?
Jack d*ed.
About an hour ago, I guess.
So what are you still
doing here?
Just thinking.
Wondering
if Jack knew
he helped save Molly
before he passed.
I think he obviously knew
he wanted to.
I got to admit, King, I didn't
see what you saw in him.
I thought, after he
took out the marshals,
he was going to k*ll
Molly, not save her.
Her evidence pan out?
AUSA I talked to says
he thinks it will.
FBI is shutting down
G&M Holdings as we speak.
Molly's a brave woman.
She didn't have to do
the right thing, but she did.
Thanks to Jack.
(chuckling):
Yeah.
Thanks to Jack.
Hey, King.
What made you think
he'd do the right thing?
Oh, I don't know.
It might have been
more hoping than knowing.
I don't know
what made Jack become
what he became
in the first place, but...
you know me.
I'm always looking for the good.
(chuckles)
Learn that from your mama,
did you?
Sure as hell not from my father.
I know you never met my mama,
but she had her
own struggles.
I tried to help her on my own.
Eventually, I...
had to find folks
who could figure out
what she really needed.
As soon as I realized
what was going on,
I got her away from here.
For her sake.
Family.
(chuckles)
(piano playing)
(phone ringing)
(stops playing)
Hello?
ARRIAGA (over phone):
Mr. Pride?
Hey, there, Ms. Arriaga,
how are you?
Good, thank you.
How is your morning?
Oh, sorry, it's night
where you are, is it not?
Yes, ma'am. My mama up?
Yes, she is, she's right here.
I'm putting the phone
on speaker, Mrs. Pride, okay?
Here she is.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Hey, there, Mama,
it's me, Dwayne.
PRIDE'S MOM:
Who?
Let's sing, Mama.
(playing piano)
(singing in French)
Can you hear me, Mama?
Come on.
(piano playing same song
over phone)
(playing piano)