13x15 - Perception

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["IGNITE" BY NISSI PLAYING]

[SONG CONTINUES IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

[RHYTHMIC GRUNTING]

[CAMERA CLICKS]

♪ Ooh, all right ♪

[CAMERA CLICKS]

♪ Got me feeling rude ♪

♪ 'Cause things ain't been right ♪

♪ Searching night and day
for that sugar and spice ♪

- [CAMERA CLICKING]
- ♪ Clinging onto tomorrow ♪

♪ To change up your life ♪

♪ So here's the antidote
to the lack of a vibe ♪

♪ To arrest all the stress... ♪

Trying to get your likes up?

I told you, I'm an artist.

And I told you to stop
taking pictures without asking.

If I ask, it loses authenticity.

Erase it. Now.

It's just a picture.

It's creepy, rude exploitation.

All she has to do is ask,

but she feels entitled to just take.

Erase it.

[SCOFFS SOFTLY]

Great moves, by the way.

Yo, one day, you're gonna
take the wrong picture

of the wrong person,
and it won't end up well.

[SCOFFS]

♪ It's about that time ♪

♪ 'Bout the time to ignite your life ♪

♪ Tell everybody ♪

♪ Ko ma bo, ko ma bo, ko ma bo,
ko ma bo, ko ma bo ♪

♪ It's about that time ♪

♪ 'Bout the time to ignite your life. ♪

[SIGHS]

[SONG ENDS]

[SIGHS]

[CHUCKLES] Nice.

[CAMERA BEEPING]

♪

- [CRIES OUT]
- [GRUNTING]

[CRIES OUT]

[BODY THUDS]

- [POP MUSIC PLAYING]
- JORDYN: You going in to work?

No. I'm on a special assignment.

One I can't talk about.

Okay. I didn't ask for details.

But sorry for interrupting your work.

I promise I won't ignore
my "check engine" light again.

Ah, yeah, sure.

How many times have I
heard that one before?

I've been so busy studying.

Mm. Last time I checked,

Afro go-go parties
don't count as studying.

I study, then party.

Mm.

You gonna ace it?

Absolutely. Organic chem is my thing.

- I'm gonna k*ll it.
- There we go.

Which reminds me.

What is it?

- What's what?
- Don't think I forgot.

You told me, if I get
all A's this semester,

you'd get me a surprise.

[CHUCKLES]

Emphasis on "surprise."

Come on, tell me what it is.

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

It doesn't matter, all right?

What matters is we are healthy, we...

[MOCKINGLY]: We're happy,
we have dreams, we have goals.

And we are accomplishing them.

All right? Okay.

That's what matters. Good.

- What if I guess it?
- [SCOFFS]Jordyn.

All right, fine. One guess.

- Two. And two hints.
- All right.

UH, HINT ONE:

Uh, I can't wrap it.

Hint number two:

It gets you places.

A new car?

I knew it! Yo, thank you!

Mm-mm. Girl, I'm proud of you.

I'm not new-car proud.

Best big brother ever. I love you.

[LAUGHS] I literally just said
it's not a new car.

Now you're just trying
to trick me to throw me off,

but then surprise, a new car.

- Mm.
- [PHONE RINGS]

[SIGHS]

Fatima, hello.

Hey. What's your ETA?

I'm almost to the university.

I'm gonna drop her off

and, uh, head to the meet,
and I'll be in.

Hmm, busy day.

Well, we'll get started without you.

Tell Jordyn I said good luck.

Fatima, how's it looking?

Well, it's looking like perfect timing.

- We got a case.
- Mm. That works.

Yesterday, Naval Mass
Communication Specialist

Second Class Andrea Bishop was m*rder*d

- in her downtown apartment.
- Mm.

Navy's resident photographer.

Neighbors heard nothing,
and... surprise, surprise...

The building has no security cameras.

Uh, what was she documenting?

She was assigned to the Naval
Weapons Station Seal Beach,

capturing everything from
daily life to special events.

Yeah, they're undergoing
a multimillion dollar

amm*nit*on pier replacement project.

It's actually a big deal.

Well, I've scoured
her phone records, socials.

Nothing stands out.

She's got a good eye.

MC is a very competitive field.

People wait years to get this position.

Documenting history in the making.

It's a pretty cool gig.

Yeah, but is it a cool enough
gig to want to k*ll somebody?

KILBRIDE: People have
certainly k*lled for less.

Crimean w*r.

"Valley of the Shadow of Death."

Robert Fenton, .

Boy, you Angelenos have the
world's foremost w*r photograph

hanging not minutes
away at the Getty,

and I'm willing to bet that none of you

have ever laid eyes on it.

- Can't say that you're wrong, Admiral.
- Hmm.

Proceed, Agents.

All right, just have

Kens and Deeks go to the crime scene.

Sam and I will go talk
to Andrea Bishop's colleagues.

The head of her department,
Commander Oscar Northcutt,

is in L.A. for meetings.

I asked him to meet you at
the boatshed on his break.

Great. We'll meet him there.

[POP MUSIC PLAYING]

[POLICE SIREN CHIRPING REPEATEDLY]

Is that for us?

[SONG FADES]

Put your hands on the dash.

[INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

Hey, how's it going?

License, registration and
insurance card, please.

Why'd you pull me over?

License, registration, insurance.

Okay.

Stop reaching.

- What? I'm-I'm just...
- Hands up.

- Out of the car. Now!
- Hey!

Wh-Whoa! whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Easy.

I'm gonna step out of the car.

It's all right.

[SIGHS]

I'm a federal agent.

Where's your badge?

I don't have it.

- Turn around.
- All right.

[PAINED GRUNTING]

[HANDCUFFS CLICKING]

- [HANDCUFFS CLICKING]
- I was trying to say

that my name is Devin Rountree.

I'm with the NCIS.

- Whoa, whoa, hey!
- Why are you doing this?

Why are we being treated like this?

Jordyn, look at me.

Look at me! Do what he says.

- We didn't do anything wrong.
- You're not cooperating!

- Put your hands up!
- What are you talking ab... Ow!

- Hey, you're hurting her!
- Ow! I'm not resisting.

Please.

Hey! No!

[DISTORTED PANTING,
HEARTBEAT THUMPING SLOWLY]

[MUFFLED WHIMPERING]

[GRUNTS]

- [SIREN WAILING]
- [ROUNTREE GRUNTS]

Whoa. Where are we, the LACMA?

KENSI: What do you expect?
She was a photographer.

Yeah, but if I knew that
taking photos for the Navy

was a job, I would've
gone down that route.

You hate taking pictures.

You don't even like taking selfies.

What are you talking about?
I love taking pictures.

I am the one who takes all the pictures.

If it wasn't for me, we would have

no memories whatsoever, none.

Uh, excuse me, but as I recall,

I took some pictures of you last night.

- Oh, my God. Shush.
- What?

You want me to... You want me
to pull 'em up right now?

Uh, sorry, he's kidding.

- I love
- What are you...

- Taking pictures of you, baby.
- This isn't funny.

Deeks, you got to stop it.

- No, no, no...
- Zoom, enhance and...

- Oh, my God!
- [STAMMERS] Look at the pictures.

- She is such a talented photographer.
- Yes.

No, that is lovely.

The striking, canted angles,

the excellent balance between
negative and positive space.

- Deeks.
- What?

KENSI: See what I see?

Could be a laptop.

Maybe a desktop.

Also, where's all her equipment?
She's a photographer.

There should at least be
one camera lying around.

Yeah, there's no camera.

Although I do see these.

- Ooh.
- Very pretty.

[SIGHS]

"Let's say we forgive
and forget, sweet Drea.

"The show must go on.

"The gallery loves you, and so do I.

Your biggest fan, Gwen."

What if sweet Drea
didn't forgive and forget?

Well, then her biggest fan
might have motive.

NORTHCUTT: Stories tend to fade away

if there isn't someone there
telling them.

Petty Officer Andrea Bishop
was an effective

and pleasant young photographer
doing just that.

Did she have any problems with anyone

in the weapons station?

Lieutenant Walsh can answer that better.

Personnel disputes go through
him before they get to me.

She could be persistent
and passionate, but, um...

That might have bugged some people,

but I never received any complaints.

So you can't think of anybody that

may have wanted to hurt her?

Oh, no, no. Not at all. Yeah.

Is there a transfer list
citing her billet?

Maybe someone pending orders
wanted to speed things up.

NORTHCUTT: I'm sure there is.

Seal Beach is a great duty station.

You know, rotations are
advertised Navy-wide.

MC personnel are all over the country

waiting on assignment,
so it wouldn't be someone

at-at this station necessarily.

And what were her assignments?

She was a journalist,
lithographer, uh, illustrator,

draftsman and photographer all in one.

That sounds like an important role.

It is.

Much of her recent work
was spent documenting

the new pier construction.

I gave her free rein to
take photos as she saw fit.

Most MCs stick to
formal, staged pictures,

but Petty Officer Bishop,
she-she thought outside the box.

She photographed every inch
of that weapons station.

We believe her k*ller
stole her camera and her laptop.

Could they contain
sensitive information?

Uh... yeah. Almost certainly yes.

And none of it would have
been approved for release

by the Public Affairs officer.

It's alarming, to say the least.

The new pier is critical
to our ability to address

China's growing naval
presence in the Pacific.

If you'll excuse us,

we really need to be getting

- to our next meetings.
- Yeah.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Let us know if you need any help.

- Will do. Thanks.
- Thank you very much.

Thanks.

[SIGHS]

- [DOOR CLOSES] It's
- possible this is espionage.

Well, they broke into
her apartment to gather

classified photos of the station.

Then she walks in.

Espionage turns to m*rder.

- [DEVICE BEEPS]
- Hey, Fatima,

look for anyone unusual
following Andrea Bishop

during the days leading up to
her m*rder.

One step ahead.

So far, no unusual calls,
posts or messages.

No creepy stalkers.

Okay. Keep digging.
Let us know what you find.

Will do. Just, uh, give me a sec.

Rountree still isn't here, and
I'm holding down the fort solo.

What, Rountree's still not here?

You think he's having
trouble playing his part?

Well, he hasn't checked in,
but I'm sure he's fine.

Just because he's meeting
with a nuclear physicist

and not some violent drug kingpin

doesn't mean that he's safe.

Confirm his status, please.

I tried. He's not answering.

Oh, should I...

Do what you do best,
Agent Namazi. Track him down.

[INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

One thing. [SNIFFLES]

All it takes is one thing
to ruin somebody's life.

Your life's not ruined.

Organic chem, fail.

That means no scholarship, no ball.

Everything's just ruined
literally because of

what we look like and what kind of

backwards world we're living in.

Thought your name was Devin Rountree.

It is.

So who's this?

Andrew Hughes?

It's my undercover persona.

I-I'm gonna fix this. You know I will.

- Let's uncuff 'em.
- Yeah.

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

All set. You're good to go.

What was the reason for the stop?

- Armed burglary suspect in the area.
- OFFICER: Let's go!

Have a nice day.

♪

She was a brilliant artist.

Just look at these.

- I mean, they're great.
- They are.

She understood the beauty in nature

and the truth in humanity.

I should never have tried to change her.

Is that what you argued about?

Oh, we didn't argue. We disagreed.

About what?

Oh, her-her life.

Her career. You name it.

We didn't exactly see eye to eye.

What exactly didn't you see
eye to eye on?

Her debut solo show
opens this week at my gallery.

Shame she won't be there to see it.

Drea respected the m*llitary,

but it was really just
a means to an end.

It's like that for a lot
of m*llitary personnel.

Art was Drea's true calling.

About this disagreement...

Yes, yes. I-I just wanted her

to concentrate on the art.

To commit.

- But she had a day job.
- A very demanding one.

A very admirable one.

Working on the website,
the brochures, the newspapers.

Uh, designing this, editing that,

all for the Navy, but guess what.

I can't put any of that
in the show, now, can I?

I see.

But she had such talent.

I mean, she engaged so well
with the community.

In fact, yesterday, she sent me
what I'm now realizing

must be the last photo she ever took.

I have it on my phone.

- Do you mind if I take look?
- Mm.

Oh, my gosh.

She sent it around
her estimated time of death.

- Fatima.
- Yep.

Hey, Fatima.

Hey, Kens. What's up?

Uh, I'm going to send you

one of Andrea Bishop's photographs.

See if you can locate the subjects.

They're possibly the last people
to see her alive.

- I am on it.
- KENSI: Thanks.

Also, uh, any luck finding
Bishop's cloud files?

Looks like they were wiped clean.

If her images were backed up,
they're gone now.

Huh.

So the K*llers took her cameras,
her laptop

and possibly erased her files.

They're being pretty thorough.

Well, I'll try to ID the skaters,

and if I can find them,

I'll have Sam and Callen round them up.

Thank you.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

Oh, no.

Excuse me, Agent...

Sir, I figured out
what's keeping Rountree.

LAPD pulled over a Range Rover
with his UC plates.

Dispatch audio recordings say

that the driver matches
a robbery suspect.

Which station responded?

West L.A.

Sir, he's driving with a license

that doesn't have his name on it.

All right, I'll make some calls.

And next time, knock.

♪ I left your mans on
read last weekend ♪

Come on, right now

♪ Should feel bad
but I don't like to pretend ♪

♪ Come on, right now ♪

♪ Me not cute, now that's
a false statement ♪

♪ So for next time,
here's the commandments ♪

♪ Here's the commandments ♪

♪ No jeans in the club, that's a no-no ♪

♪ 'Cause when the jeans rip,
that'll be a show-show ♪

♪ Unless you're out here
trying to be a ho-ho ♪

♪ Then if that's the case,
then let's go, ho ♪

♪ Peep this face... ♪

Ladies. NCIS.

Ladies.

[SONG CONTINUES]

Okay, come on, ladies.

Okay, okay, that's very cute. Oh, yeah.

Okay, ring around the rosy. Very cute.

All right, show's over.

GIRL: What did he say?

SAM: Show's over!

- We have questions for you!
- [SONG STOPS]

Hey.

Listen up! We're NCIS.

We have questions for you.

- NCI who?
- CALLEN: NCIS.

We're federal agents.

Look, will you s-stop moving, please?

You had your picture taken yesterday.

A female photographer.
Do you remember her?

That annoying photographer?

SAM: Yes.

Her.

MELODY: What about her?

She was k*lled. All right?

She was k*lled.

CALLEN: Do you remember
anything about her?

Anything unusual?
Was she being followed by...

Wait, she's dead?

I feel so bad now.

I kind of got loud with her.

Um, here. This is hers.

She dropped it.

Thank you.

FATIMA: Lea Anderson.

No priors. She's totally clean.

Well, she had a thumb drive on her

that belonged to Andrea Bishop.

Maybe we can find something on the drive

that tells us
what the K*llers were after.

Find out what they're after,
we may find out who they were.

We'll see you back at Ops.

[LIVELY SONG PLAYING]

[TABLET BEEPING]

KILBRIDE [MUFFLED]: I want names.

Badge numbers.

A full report!

I want everything!

The hell's that all about?

Better just show you.

Rountree got pulled over
by LAPD this morning.

Someone posted this video online.

- JORDYN: Ouch! Okay!
- OFFICER: Stop moving!

- Take it easy.
- I'm not moving.

- OFFICER: Stop resisting!
- I'm not resisting.

- Please. Oh, my God.
- You're hurting her!

- OFFICER: Hey!
- Stop!

JORDYN [CRYING]: No!

There better be a good explanation.

Unless Rountree m*rder*d
somebody this morning,

there's no explanation for this.

Hey, everybody.

Hey. You okay?

Yeah. Yeah. We're good.

Jordyn's good. Everything's fine.

Not after what I just saw.

Those officers can't get away with this.

And they won't,
but we need more information.

What we need is to transfer this
case so we can go down there.

Look, I appreciate it,
but I'm handling things.

You guys just go back to doing
whatever you were doing.

KILBRIDE: Agent Rountree,
head on over to the boatshed.

- ROUNTREE: Yes, sir.
- I'm getting tired of this.

Real tired.

[GRUNTING]

Okay?

Should I be?

No.

[PANTING]

Exactly.

How is this progress?

I mean, you went through
this exact same thing.

[STAMMERS] How are we back here again?

The more things change, the more
they stay the same, huh?

Look, Rountree's sister
means everything to him.

We are not letting this slide.

I feel like a hamster running
on a wheel getting nowhere.

Tell me what you want to do.

Rountree's taking the lead.

Let's just be ready.

Okay.

The meantime,
we're gonna focus on the case.

Yeah.

[GRUNTING]

FATIMA: Okay, so Andrea Bishop

used the thumb drive as backup
for her projects at the station.

This is a time-lapse video
of the pier restoration,

uh, slice-of-life videos
of Navy personnel at work.

And then there's this:
a file labeled "Northcutt."

Now, this is an enhanced
section of a time-lapse video

from the construction site
near the pier.

Now, the time stamp says : a.m.

KILBRIDE: Odd hour to be doing work,
wouldn't you agree?

Is that the only clip?

No, she has clips of this going down

one night every month.

How do you explain the repetition?

Well, I thought the dates
were random at first,

until I realized that this is happening

the same night the security system

undergoes routine maintenance.

And is Bishop's camera the only one

- that this van appears on?
- It is.

CALLEN: We have no evidence
that anyone's been targeting her.

Maybe this isn't about foreign interest

in the pier construction.

Maybe she was k*lled
to cover up a theft.

Has the weapons station
reported any missing inventory

- since Bishop's time-lapse began?
- I was just checking that,

and bingo.

Last week, NCIS Resident
Unit Seal Beach opened

an investigation into
the missing inventory

at the station.

Oh, tactical gear,
avionics, electronics.

All right, send this report to Sam.

You got it.

So, Andrea Bishop recorded

someone stealing from
the weapons station.

Someone who knows the time and dates

that the security system
undergoes maintenance.

Appears to be an inside job.

There's no chance that you could ID them

or the van, perhaps?

Hmm. It's too dark
to ID off their faces,

but I can get the plate.

That would work.

Bishop labeled this file "Northcutt,"

but Northcutt and Walsh

never mentioned anything about it.

Which suggests that she got k*lled

before she could tell them.

Or that one of them's covering up.

[TABLET BEEPS]

We got a hit on the van.

It's registered to a Jake Hanson.

KILBRIDE: Is he
weapons station personnel?

No, it looks like he's unemployed.

All right, send this info
to Kensi and Deeks.

Sam and I will get Northcutt
and Walsh back on the line.

Detective Whiting?

Agent Rountree, thank you for coming.

- Hmm.
- Admiral Kilbride thought

we should speak one on one.

Understood.

The video's already been
viewed thousands of times.

We need to get ahead of this before...

Before it becomes a PR nightmare?

Before the wrong story is told.

I'm a federal agent
driving my little sister

to a science exam.

The video speaks for itself.

I'm sorry it got to that point.

- But you didn't have your badge, and...
- [SCOFFS]

My badge?

Badge or no badge, that wasn't cool.

Listen, sit down with the officers.

This is bigger than those officers.

Let's hear what they have to say.

I already know what they're gonna say.

They're gonna say that
they were doing their jobs.

Which is the problem.

So a conversation is a good idea, then.

A good idea is changing the system.

The culture.

How does that happen without talking?

Look, I don't want to talk, all right?

I don't want to march
in the street holding hands.

And I damn sure don't want
a viral video or a hashtag.

What do you want?

Change.

Come on.

We've made enormous strides
in that department.

Implicit bias training, new regulations.

How about a new narrative?

Hmm?

How about I should be able
to get in my car,

drive my little sister to school

without being perceived as a thr*at!

I've been a woman

working in this department
for over a decade.

I got a long list of
"I should be able to."

[SCOFFS]

Well, you start addressing
your list, Detective.

I'll be addressing mine.

Starting to look like you're
holding out on us, Commander.

Not at all, Agent Callen.

Then why didn't you mention the
recent thefts at the station?

Our inventory shows discrepancies,

and we're working
with the resident NCIS agent

to resolve the matter.

I certainly didn't think it was relevant

to Petty Officer Bishop's m*rder.

It is if she came to you
with video evidence

that someone was burglarizing
the station.

Well, I assure you, she did not.

Sir. Uh, with all the
construction going on,

our assumption was that the items had...

they'd just been misplaced.

Well, the video seems
to indicate otherwise.

Like I said, I gave her free rein

to document the pier construction.

And now I'm glad I did.

Hopefully, this video will
show whoever's responsible

both for the thefts and
Petty Officer Bishop's m*rder.

Please find them, Agents.

We will.

So...

you starting to get the feeling
there's more to this story?

Yeah, and we're getting the
Cliff Notes version.

Mm-hmm. So the resident NCIS agent opens
the investigation last week.

Bishop realizes her clips
of a van entering the base

may be connected
to the missing inventory.

If I'm her, I'm not waiting to
show those clips to Northcutt.

- Nah, I'd do it right away.
- Someone's lying.

Well, let's find out where they
were on the night of the m*rder.

Well, that was clearly racial profiling

and an excessive use of force.

Yeah, we got
to pay the precinct a visit.

[SIGHS] Yeah, we should,

but Rountree wants to
handle it on his own, so...

God, it pisses me off.

Anything like this ever happen
when you were on patrol?

No, 'cause no one's gonna
try this with me around.

Just don't understand why
this keeps happening, you know?

Or better yet, how can we stop it?

Those are great questions.

I usually like to have a few beers

before I start solving
the world's problems.

Just hope Rountree's okay.

You know what it makes me think about?

- What?
- My dad.

What a sad, sad, scared man
he must've been

to treat people the way that he did.

That he thought he was superior
to anyone is just laughable.

That's the kind of complex
that destroys families.

And nations.

And nations.

[DOOR OPENS]

Kens?

Jake Hanson, federal agents.
We'd like to speak to you.

No!

Out of the car.

Come on, dude. We've been
doing this for a while.

So help us understand why
your van was repeatedly seen

breaking into the weapons station.

I park it right here every night.

Somebody could've easily stolen it.

And then returned it to you?

Car thieves can be very thoughtful.

And now for the truth.

The truth is... [INHALES SHARPLY]

I need a lawyer.

Oh, that's fine.
You can get your lawyer.

Why don't you get a homicide
charge while you're at it?

- Yup.
- Whoa. What?

Yeah.

You k*lled U.S. Navy
Petty Officer Andrea Bishop.

Wait. I was just transportation.

I didn't k*ll anybody.
I don't even know who that is.

She caught you on video stealing
from the weapons station.

Oh, man.

Yeah, so what do you want to do?
You want to get a lawyer

or you want to clear this up
right here, right now?

Let's start with the operations.

How big was the team?

Uh, me and one other guy.

I drove, took stuff where he told me.

I don't know what it was.

- What's his name?
- Don't know that either.

He hired me to do a job,
not to make small talk.

What can you tell us about this guy?

Didn't see his face. He wore a mask.

I think he worked
at the weapons station,

'cause he was at the
security booth letting me in.

So how did he find you?

Online.

Look, like I told you,
I'm just transportation.

My nickname's "Wheels."

You know, boom, point A to point B.

So if point A is weapons
station, then where is point B?

Warehouse way out in Indio.

Address is on my phone.

[CAMERA CLICKS]

Perfect. I'll send it to Callen and Sam.

Where are we with the case?

Don't worry about it. Go home, regroup.

No, I'm good. Catch me up, please.

Okay, fine, but first,
I got to do something.

Okay.

Okay. So, Jake Hanson
was hired to transport

the stolen equipment
from the weapons station

by someone using the
service platform ChoreChart.

Now, ChoreChart is helping us track down

the IP of the user that hired Hanson.

So, could you cross-reference
the missing inventory

with known dark web markets,
see if anything pops up?

- Yeah, you got it.
- Great.

Well, takes two hours to get to Indio,

and the magistrate signs the
search warrant in ten minutes.

Guess they want to recover
the stolen gear

as much as the Navy does.

CALLEN: I got shipping
labels from all over the world.

Delaware, West Virginia,

Khartoum, Rangoon, Burma.

Ah. Looks like the missing inventory.

What, are they running an
international resale business?

Smuggling courtesy of
the United States Government.

What is that?

I don't know.

Honey.

I love you, too. Now, what is it?

The stuff that bees make.

So the thief sells stolen
naval equipment and honey?

Hold up.

Smuggling is all about odds, right?

[SOFT KNOCKING]

So if % of this stuff is legitimate,

ten percent doesn't have to be.

[HOLLOW TAPPING]

♪

G?

Wow. It's a Ghost Dog.

Yeah, Naval Special Warfare
Command developed those.

It's my first time seeing
one of these up close.

It's amazing.

- [WHIRRING]
- CALLEN: Thought you hated pets.

The ones you have to clean up after.

These serve a function
for perimeter security,

expl*sive disposal, nuclear defense.

Others are weapons, robot security dogs.

CALLEN: Yeah, now I know why
Northcutt didn't mention the, uh, theft.

Missing Ghost Dog is not
a problem you want to have.

If one of these fall in the hands

of a foreign m*llitary regime,

pose a major thr*at to civilians.

If I'm remembering it right,

there were two robotic
autonomous systems

listed in the investigation report.

Yeah, well, I see one.
Where's the other?

Well, if it's not here...

Means the thief either sold it...

Or about to.

Fatima?

You got anything good?

The IP of the ChoreChart user
that hired Hanson

traced back to Lieutenant Daniel Walsh.

It's Commander Northcutt's assistant.

Nice work.

Is he still in L.A. for meetings?

No. I just contacted Northcutt,

and Walsh isn't with him anymore.

He said he left after your call.

SAM: He might be trying to run.

- Find him.
- On it.

So, Andrea Bishop did
try to tell somebody

about the videos catching thefts.

Except that someone was Walsh.

Yeah, he probably said
that he'd open an investigation,

but instead, he breaks
into her apartment,

tries to steal the footage.

ROUNTREE: Yeah,
but stealing the footage wasn't enough.

Andrea Bishop knew too much.

Walsh k*lled her to cover his tracks.

We need to find him
and the missing Ghost Dog.

Hey, Walsh's cell phone is off,
but Kaleidoscope was able

to find a specific block
that he frequents in Hollywood.

Credit card records show several charges

at a liquor store on that block.

ROUNTREE: Why Hollywood
if he lives in Long Beach?

I mean, either the beer's really cheap,

or there's something more to it.

CALLEN: Check what else is in the area.

Okay, we've got a laundromat,

check cashing, accounting firm.

Oh, here we go.

There's an international
shipping agent across the street.

That's probably where he ships
the stolen equipment from.

Check traffic cams, see if
you can get his exact location.

You got it.

If Walsh sells a Ghost Dog

or any other intel
to a foreign m*llitary,

I mean, the unchecked power...

Could be catastrophic.

We have to find that shipment, and fast.

Yeah, well, Callen and Sam
are over an hour out.

So are Kensi and Deeks.

I'm closest. I'll go.

Wait.

FATIMA: Traffic cams caught him pulling

into the parking structure
next to the shipping center.

I'm entering now.

All right, I'm trying
to find him on surveillance.

Walsh is on the top level.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Federal agent! Hands in the air!

Hands in the air.

I'm stepping down.

Get on the ground.

Get on the ground now...

Walsh is running!

- Okay, got him on surveillance.
- ROUNTREE: Copy that.

[GRUNTING]

[PANTING]

FATIMA: All right,
he's behind the blue car. Be careful.

- Hey, get back! Get back!
- What?

[WOMAN SHRIEKS]

Okay, come on. Come here.
Come here, come here, come here!

- Right there, right there, right there.
- [CRYING]

Stay. Stay. Stay. Shh.

Stay here. Just...
Shh, shh, shh. Shh, shh.

ROUNTREE: Let her go, Walsh.

We're a block out, Rountree.

They're on level seven.
LAPD SWAT is five out.

Copy that.

- [CRYING]
- Shh, shh, shh.

Hey, listen, you let me walk,
no one gets hurt, all right?!

Do you hear me? I will sh**t her.

- I will.
- No! No.

No.

Look at her.

She's scared,
and I know you're scared, too.

You put that g*n down, and life goes on.

I promise.

Ah, you listen. You let me walk!

No one gets hurt, all right?!

Let her go.

Put the g*n down, and
life will go on, I promise you.

Let her go, Walsh.

- No! Get back! You get back!
- [WHIMPERING]

- Back! Back!
- All right! All right! Okay!

Okay.

- Stay there.
- All right.

Stay there. [PANTING]

Look, man,

we're only on this planet
for a little bit of time.

Let's make it easier, not harder.

Let her go.

Come on, Walsh.

Put the g*n down.

Let her go. Let her go.

Oh!

[WOMAN WHIMPERING]

Come to me. Come to me.

You're okay. You're okay.

On your knees.

Hands behind your back.

[HANDCUFFS CLICKING]

- Hey.
- Hey.

What did you, uh... what did you
find out from Walsh?

Well, he, uh, confessed everything,

the theft and the m*rder.

Said he didn't want to k*ll her.

Just that he wanted to steal the footage

and then bury the investigation.

Right, except she caught him
burglarizing her place.

Good job.

Thanks, but, uh, actually,
it was all Rountree.

Speaking of Rountree, is he around?

Sam went to check on him.

Oh, somebody, uh,

had this delivered
to the boatshed for you.

[GASPS]

DEEKS: "Sweet Agents,

"thank you for all your hard work.

Drea would have wanted you
to have this." Wow.

- "Love, Gwen Archer."
- I love it.

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah, it's totally our style.

- Mm. What's that, surfer chic?
- [CLICKS TONGUE]

I think the kids are calling it
"California casual."

Where should we put it?

I think it goes in the nursery.

[CLICKS TONGUE]

Wow. It's a great idea.

Why did you just sound
so surprised by that?

- I have lots of great ideas.
- No, I'm not surprised.

- It's just very...
- No, I do. I have lots of great...

You just sounded very surprised.

- It's very thoughtful.
- Hmm.

I think the nursery
is the perfect place.

- I love you.
- I love you, too.

[SIGHS] Hey.

Talk to me, man. How you doing?

You know how many times
I've fit the description?

Yeah.

Well, here's the thing.

There was no description.

I checked with the department.

At the time they stopped you,

they didn't know
who they were looking for.

[SCOFFS]

So I just look suspicious, right?

It's a problem. It's a real problem.

Yeah, one that I hoped

my little sister would
never have to experience.

I protect her, Sam.

From hate, the world...

...struggle.

I've always been the fixer.

Hmm.

You can't fix everything.

Well, if not me, then who?

All of us.

Together.

How?

Internal Affairs is a great start.

Oh, man. [SCOFFS]

Bias training?

Desk duty for a month? Then what?

You saw how they treated me,
and I'm a Fed.

What about the regular guy
who fits the description

who doesn't get to walk away?

You're right. You're right.

Enough is enough.

Can't turn the other cheek on this one.

Hell no.

This inequality has to stop.

The system needs work.

So let's work it.

Now I'm starting to think

that the best place
to do that isn't from the field.

So where better?

Behind a desk?

A podium.

So you could rewrite the rules?

And the narrative.

I'm with that.

Stay strong, Rountree, all right?

And remember, we don't wait for change.

We make it happen. Hmm?

Stay strong.

[SIGHS]