13x20 - Work & Family

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Previously on "NCIS Los Angeles..."

Arkady, I really need to talk to you.

You'd have to call me Papa.

My dad's gotten to the point
where he can't live alone.

You're buying a house so that
your dad can move in with you?

- Yeah.
- And he's okay with that?

Haven't told him yet.
Getting the house first.

Is that for us?

I'm a federal agent.

- Where's your badge?
- I don't have it.

We didn't do anything wrong.

You're not cooperating.

- Put your hands up!
- I'm...

- What are you talking ab...
- Ow!

- You're hurting her!
- Stop moving!

- Hey.
- Stop!

You okay? This is Rosa.

I'm Elliot Reynolds,
Rosa's case manager.

She's with family

and has a good case for asylum.

She gave one of the other children

something to pass along to you.

Pilar?

That's a muñeca quitapena,

a worry doll.

We make them in Guatemala.

Rosa and I learned
we came from the same town

and became friends.

Fall back!

Cover me!

You doing okay, Dad?

You know,

your mother and I bought our
first and only house in, uh...

Uh...

.

Ah! Tha-that's right, that's right.

She said that was one of the
happiest moments of her life.

And I thought we'd live there forever.

Together.

Yeah.

I thought the same thing once.

Too much house for one person.

Hmm?

Yeah.

That coming from a man
who lives on a boat.

Well...

we don't live on a boat anymore, Dad.

You know, I can't imagine
what your mother would think.

She would think it's time
to pass that house on

to the next generation.

The buyers have two kids.

They'll enjoy growing up there,
just like I did.

I think she'd get a kick
out of us living together.

- Yeah.
- It'd make her happy.

Yeah.

I suppose.

Mm.

You need anything?

No. I'm good.

Yeah.

Rosa.

Hi. Hey.

Hey.

Hi. Hi.

We came as soon as we could.
Are you okay?

Okay?

So, wh-what happened?

Her aunt is quite elderly,
and she had a stroke.

She's in hospice care,

and without a family member
to support Rosa,

it changes her status.

Yeah, of course.

Um, hey. Why don't we sit down?

Come here. Come here.

I don't understand.
How did they deny her asylum?

I mean, she was almost k*lled
on the way here.

Kensi was there with her, she
was damn near k*lled herself.

By people in this country,

not hers.

They're going to send
me back, aren't they?

We're gonna do everything
in our power to prevent that.

Her friend Pilar's parents

were both k*lled by Guatemalan gangs.

Yes, and Pilar has a case
for credible fear

if she's returned.

And even those are tough to prove

because the court
hears them all the time.

Rosa came here on her own

after her father disappeared
and her mother fell ill.

I don't want to go back there, Kensi.

I know, honey. I know.

So, just to clarify, because her

case isn't as tragic,
she gets sent back?

I mean, come on, her dad could've
been m*rder*d by the same gangs.

Or he left to start a new family.

I'm sorry, but these
are the kind of things

the court will consider
without hard evidence.

Yeah, but how are we
supposed to find evidence

when the country
is actively trying to cover up

that they have a g*ng problem?

I knew it was too good

- to be true.
- No, Rosa.

You are not going to give up,

'cause we certainly aren't. Right?

We are going to find a way.

Okay, okay. All right.

So, we file an appeal,
and we put a motion

to-to reopen the case.
We do a continuation that

buys us time to find
the evidence. Does that work?

- We can certainly try.
- All right,

okay. So, how much time do we
have before they deport her?

Well, due to the number of migrants

from her country, there are
weekly deportation flights

back to Guatemala.

I'm sorry, what? W-Weekly?

I'll be right back.

This is ridiculous.

There-there has to be
something else that we can do.

I wish there was.

Okay, so, what are our options?

We don't really have any options.

I mean, they could deport her
within the week.

What if we adopt her?

- A-Adoption?
- Yeah, I mean,

through the orphan process
we could adopt her.

Theoretically.

W-We don't even know
where her father is,

and there's no proof
that her mother d*ed.

You would have to prove
that she was actually

an orphan, and even then...

Yeah, but we can do that.

Right?

This from last night?

Afraid so.

Where the hell is everybody?

Agent Blye and Investigator
Deeks got an emergency call

from ORR about the refugee
they're helping seek asylum.

Uh, Agent Hanna
is moving his father today,

but he'll be in later.

Agent Rountree and his sister
are giving their deposition

about their recent run-in
with law enforcement.

And Agent Namazi is taking her mother

to a medical appointment.

Not sure where Agent Callen is.

Probably some other personal drama.

Maybe we should just
shut down for the day

for one great, big family picnic.

I make some mean deviled eggs.

Get 'em on the horn, tell them
to get their asses in here

before I am even grumpier than usual.

You're never grumpy, sir.

You're just passionate.

Keep it up, Dahr.

I'll be sending you back to Washington.

In a mailing tube.

Morning.

What are you doing here?

- Looking for you.
- Why? Is everything okay?

You haven't answered any of my calls.

- You called me?
- Yeah, about a dozen times.

Must be old phone number.

It's the only number
that Anna and I have,

and it was working two weeks ago.

Well, like I said, old phone number.

I change it every month
for security purposes.

That really necessary?

Well, apparently, it's working.

Is Anna okay?

She is okay, and
that's actually why I'm here.

- Do you mind if I...
- Yeah, yeah, sit down.

Okay, please tell me you're not
having vodka for breakfast.

Of course not. It's nastoyka.

Which is basically flavored vodka.

No, it's good for digestion.

You want breakfast? Syrniki?

Draniki? Zapekanka?

No, no, I'm fine.

- Honestly.
- Are you sure?

Always so serious.

You need to loosen up, Grisha.

Stress kills.

I'm not stressed.

No, okay.

I-It's like your head
is like thermometer.

Uh, I don't even know
exactly what that means.

And, by the way, since
when-when do you call me Grisha?

That's your name, is it not?

Or you prefer "G,"
one letter, like "Ye."

"Ye" is two letters, but...

How can I help you?

It's about Anna.

- I thought you said she was okay.
- She is.

She's more than okay. She is...

She's amazing.

And I love her.

Ah...

You need money.

- No. No.
- No, it's okay.

I mean, every now and then
people need help. How much?

No. I don't need money.

I'm gonna ask Anna to marry me.

And I would like your blessing.

Seriously?

- Yes.
- No, is terrible idea.

Absolutely not. I forbid it.

Hey.

Hey. How'd the deposition go?

- Okay.
- Yeah?

Yeah, part of me just wishes
all this would go away,

but I know if we don't do anything,

nothing will ever change.

Just wish Jordyn didn't have to
keep reliving it over and over.

Well, she's a tough cookie,
just like her brother.

Hmm. Never really saw myself
as a cookie.

How's your mom?

She has to get foot surgery,
but it's nothing serious.

Just means she has to
ride around on one of

those little scooters for
a while, you know, wear a boot.

- Oh, that sucks.
- Oh, you have no idea.

She's gonna be unbearable.

Hey, guys,
you might want to take a look at this.

Oh, is that the Navy base
from last night?

Yep, at approximately : this morning,

two men cut the perimeter fence

and opened fire on security lights.

Then they detonated an expl*sive device

that left one of them dead

and the other with
life-threatening injuries.

He's in the burn unit
at Ventura Memorial.

Any motive?

- Not yet.
- They have identification?

No, neither man was carrying ID,

and we weren't able to gather prints,

due to their injuries.

Well, what about their weapons?
Working on them, too,

but there's a chance
they were ghost g*ns.

Any vehicle?

Nothing's been located in the area.

Either there was another player
that took off

or there's a vehicle in the area
waiting to be discovered.

Or they Ubered.

You're joking. I'm being serious.

I am not joking.

I cannot give you my blessing.

Is disaster waiting to happen.

Especially for you two.

We love each other.

So why ruin it?
Live together. Make baby.

No, I cannot recommend that, either.

No. Sorry. Is best for both of you.

Because it didn't work for you?

- Doesn't work for anyone.
- That's not true.

Mostly, it is.

You do realize this is just
a considerate gesture?

We don't need your blessing
to get married.

- Of course you do.
- Of course we don't.

If not, then...

Then what?

Brak budet proklyat.

The wedding will not be cursed.

You should know more
about these things than anyone.

Why should I know this?

You're Romani.

Who knows more about
curses than gypsies?

Okay, well, aside from
being grossly inappropriate,

- that is ridiculous.
- Says you.

You don't believe me, ask Anna.

She won't get married
without my blessing.

Yes, she will.

Want to bet?

Enjoy your nastoyka.

I will.

You enjoy bachelorhood...

durachock.

I'll be there as soon as I can.

All right, I'm getting
everything together.

Have Callen meet me there.
All right, thanks.

What do you think?

Dad.

I think it needs some furniture.

I don't know. I think I like the space.

My butt needs a comfy chair.

Maybe a new recliner.

Ah, now you're getting it.
One with a cup holder.

Built-in heater, massage.

You're mocking me.

I'm not mocking you.

Yeah, but now that you said it,
I'll take nothing less.

Got any beer?

I made coffee.

I don't drink caffeine.

You're not supposed
to drink alcohol either.

Nobody's supposed to drink alcohol.

It could interfere with your meds.

Well, God forbid I die happy.

Look, I got to go to work, all right?

Um, on my way back home,
I'll grab some light beer.

Light beer? My God, son,
what's this town done to you?

You a Navy frogman, for God's sake.

Yeah. Yeah, okay.

Well, you want me to come with you?

No. Dad, I want you to stay put.

Do not go outside.

What, I'm under house arrest?

No, no. More like house detention.

Until Mrs. Ortiz gets here.

- Oh, you got me a babysitter.
- She'll help take care of the place.

And me.

If you need anything, yeah.

How old is she?

I don't know, I didn't ask her.

What's she look like?

- What difference does it make?
- I'm just curious.

- I didn't find her on Tinder.
- Well, maybe you should have.

Call me if you need anything. All right?

I won't.

Okay. Love you, too.

Yes, Shyla, yeah,
no, we're-we're heading in.

We'll see you in .
Okay, all right. Okay, bye.

Ooh, Kilbride's on the warpath

because no one showed up to work today

- except for Rountree and Fatima.
- Oh.

Ah.

Were you serious back there?
About the adoption?

Were you?

- I asked you first.
- Yeah, but

we answered the same time.

What?

I think Rosa needs our help.

If she gets deported,

God only knows what'll happen to her.

Well, nothing good, that's for sure.

And this may be our only way
to keep her safe.

Hmm.

I mean, here's the way
that I look at it.

At the very least it gives us time

to bolster her asylum case, right?

Mm-hmm.

- But...
- But...

We could also end up

adopting a child.

She's not a child, she's a young woman.

She's a minor.

But even after she turns ,

she's still legally our daughter.

Like, a living, breathing human being

that we are responsible for

for the rest of our lives.

You believe things happen
for a reason, right?

I do.

I think this is our reason.

I'm a little confused here.

What were these guys trying to do?

They were carrying IEDs,
so my first guess

would be sabotage.

But why?

Who knows?

Then again, maybe they were
trying to steal some weapons.

IEDs were there to cover their tracks?

I mean, two guys on foot?

How many weapons did they think

they could carry out of here?

That's the thing,
is we don't know it was only two guys.

So, yeah, they had to have a vehicle.

If we can't find that,
then that suggests

there was at least one other
suspect, maybe even more.

Well, hopefully,
their buddy who survived

will have some answers for us.

You'd think they would have
parked closer as well, you know?

Have a quicker ratline out of here.

Well, PCH is close and fast.

Yeah, but you're risking
too much oncoming traffic.

Well, the base is surrounded
by agricultural land.

Maybe, like, a farm vehicle

wouldn't raise too much suspicion?

Especially if it was parked on
the other side of the highway.

There are a lot of campsites around.

- An RV could be a good choice.
- That's true.

Shyla's checking up CHP cameras,

see if we can find anything.

Somebody's gonna claim
that body soon, too.

We should ask the coroner to
let us know when they do.

Yeah. Good call.

Ah.

I was kind of hoping
you decided to retire.

Oh, you hoping for my sake or for yours?

- Both.
- I'm afraid you're not that lucky.

You get your dad all settled in?

- Unfortunately.
- That good, huh?

Yeah, I think it's a fifty-fifty
chance that one of us will

k*ll the other by the time
the week's out.

- Well, my money's on Raymond.
- Thanks.

If it's any consolation,
I may be giving Arkady

a little dirt nap as well.

Yeah? What'd he do now?

It's more what he didn't do.

I asked for his blessing to marry Anna.

You did? Wow.

Congratulations, man. It's about time.

Yeah. He said no.

What? Come on.

I'm serious.

He is forbidding me to marry her.

That's ridiculous. Why?

He doesn't think it's a good idea.

Well, it's Arkady. He's half crazy.

- Just half?
- What did Anna say?

- I didn't tell her.
- She won't care.

She'll either laugh it off
or tear him a new one.

Probably both.

He said that the marriage will be cursed

if we don't have his blessing.

But wh-what is that, Russian?
I've never even heard of that.

You're asking me?

Sic Anna on him.
She'll scare him straight.

Excuse me. Federal agents
Callen, Hanna, NCIS.

You called about the John Doe
who was brought in last night.

- Yes. Did he regain consciousness?
- Afraid not.

Can we see him?

His lawyer said
he's to have no visitors.

- His lawyer?
- He was identified?

- No.
- Then how's he have a lawyer?

I just know what I was told.

Could be an ambulance chaser.

- Have you seen him around before?
- No.

- He leave a name?
- Let me check.

If our boy hasn't been identified,

then no one's been notified he's here.

Well, if nobody knows he's here,
how does his lawyer show up?

He left his card to call him
when is client wakes up.

Jeremy Chambers, Esquire.

Esquire. Fancy.

Yeah, well, looks like Mr. Esquire has

some explaining to do.

Thank you.

Jeremy Chambers is a partner with

Meyers, Masters and Chambers.

Chambers himself
is a bit of a specialist

in civil liberty cases,

especially those being bankrolled by

the NRA Civil Rights Defense Fund.

Sounds like Mr. Jeremy Chambers

needs an invitation to the boatshed.

Will do.

How are Fatima and Rountree making out?

They haven't called anything in,

and I'm still searching
through CHP cameras,

but nothing so far.

Hold on, I got something.

Not a camera hit,

but some family members have identified

our dead suspect in the morgue.

Get a name. Send Kens and Deeks
down to speak with them

and update the team.

Apply for a warrant, too. Have, uh,

Fatima and Rountree
search his home and vehicles.

You got it.

So, your sis ever talk to Nate?

She did, and, uh, it really helped.

Thank you for that.

She was rock-solid at the deposition.

Hmm. What about you?

- I thought I did well.
- With Nate.

You didn't talk to him.

Been very busy.

Ah. Busy with your super denial

and your super excuses?

I talk to you.

I'm not a professional.

Yeah, but you're my friend.
That matters to me.

You're a piece of work.

Well, as a friend, you do me a favor?

Will you talk to Nate?

Even if it's just once? Okay?

Sure.

You know, maybe we should
have brought some trash bags

and some litter picker-uppers
to do something useful.

You giving up?

You really think we're
gonna find anything?

Not if we stop looking.

You don't think this is
a big, colossal waste of time?

Not if we get crab cake burgers
from Neptune's Net after.

That's the best idea you've had today.

What's up, Shyla?

No, so far we've been skunked.

Yeah. We're on our way.

Well, somebody's gonna ID
the suspect who was k*lled.

If we're lucky,
we'll get a search warrant

by the time we get to his place.

Sounds like we're getting
crab burgers to go.

- Sounds like it's a rain check.
- Damn it.

I knew it was too good to be true.

You finished?

You have to forgive me.
I thought I was walking

into a Hardy Boys novel rather than a

federal law enforcement agency.

You guys are like the grown-up Goonies.

Who's your client?

Afraid I can't tell you.

- He broke into a Navy base.
- Allegedly.

You have any witnesses?

He was found on fire outside the hole

him and his dead buddy cut in the fence.

Sounds like the victim
of a tragic accident.

No, it sounds like
obstruction of justice.

Now, who's your client?

I can't tell you his name

because I don't know it.

He's a John Doe.

So this John Doe, who's unable to talk,

let alone move, called
you to represent him?

Of course not.

Somebody called to render
my services on his behalf.

Okay. Who?

They prefer to remain anonymous.

So your anonymous client
retained your services

without revealing the identity

of the person you're representing?

Exactly.

And that doesn't seem
the least bit unusual?

We're living in unusual times.

So you're representing someone

and you have no idea who they are?

The doctor and nurse who treated him

had no idea who he was.

So, you guys are the detectives, right?

So detect. You figure it out. Gentlemen.

Hey, don't get up.
I will see myself out.

- Hmm.
- This guy.

He's analyzing our cards
like American Psycho.

I don't like this.

I don't like any of this.

Man, I hate this part.

Uh, hello, Mr. Langston.

I am Special Agent Kensi Blye.
This is my partner,

Investigator Deeks, and we're from

Naval Criminal Investigative Service.

We are so sorry for
your recent loss, sir.

Thanks.

Would it be possible to ask you

- a few questions concerning your son?
- No.

Wait, sir, we have reason to believe...

Okay.

The man just lost his son.

I can't imagine losing a child.

Oh, oh, thank you for
changing your mind.

If you have any questions,
ask my attorney.

Thanks.

Wait.

Jeremy Chambers, Esquire?

That's the same lawyer representing

the guy at the hospital.

Not many dead guys have lawyers.

Not many dead guys need them.

Where we at?

Just this side of nowhere.

Kensi and Deeks got shut out
by the family of the deceased,

one Ralph Langston.

He's also being retained by
our friend Jeremy Chambers.

What about Fatima and Rountree?

Unfortunately, they found
nothing more at the crime scene,

nor any evidence of a vehicle.

What do we know about this guy?

He's a bit of a drifter.

Uh, works as mechanic, construction.

Couple of years with a welding company.

He doesn't seem to stick
in one place for too long.

He did a short stint
in the National Guard,

but was dishonorably discharged

- for a drug violation.
- We get a warrant

- to search his place?
- Yes,

but he has no fixed address.

He does own an RV,

however, that's been registered
for the past three months

at Mugu Canyon RV Park.

You couldn't get much closer
to the naval base

without being enlisted.

Agents Fatima and Rountree
are on their way there now.

You might have been right about an RV.

Would be a good Trojan horse

to drop off our would-be insurgents

before the base.

This guy blew himself up with an IED.

Got to get the b*mb squad
to check it out first.

- Hey, Sam.
- Fatima,

pull back! This thing
could be booby trapped.

No!

So, the b*mb squad said that

the expl*sives are
the same configuration

that blew the two of them up.

All right, so this is either

a paranoid psychotic security device,

or someone rigged it after what
happened to the two suspects

so we couldn't find any more evidence.

I'm not sure either version
is really that encouraging.

- Mm.
- How's Fatima and Rountree?

Well, they got their
bells rung pretty good.

They'll be fine once
they get their hearing back,

- but I'm gonna send 'em home.
- Good luck with that.

They're not gonna take a knee,
especially now.

Well,
we're not gonna find any more evidence.

It's all been shredded at this point.

True. Whatever physical evidence

was in that RV may be lost,

but his digital footprint lives on.

I was able to secure records
of calls and texts,

along with his online activity.

Divorced, surprise, surprise.

No children. Thank God for wee miracles.

Looks like he's never met

a conspiracy theory he didn't like.

I'm sure there's a flat-Earth
membership somewhere in there.

Is he a g*n owner?

More like a g*n collector.
Dumb and dangerous.

Which sadly describes most
of my recent dates.

We didn't find any
signs of weapons in the wreckage.

Which suggests somebody
cleaned out the place first,

took any real evidence
before booby trapping the place.

I sent screen grabs

to your phones from last night.

His most recent phone
and text conversations were with

two local individuals:
James Miller and William Baker.

This reads like they're
all in this together.

James Miller's been offline
since last night.

William Baker, however,
has been making calls.

He set up a GoFundMe page

for his friend,
who was badly b*rned in...

and I quote...
"a m*llitary training exercise."

So there's a very good
chance James Miller

is our suspect in the ICU.

And what do we know about William Baker?

Baker owns a ranch.

Well, it belonged to his parents.

They raised horses and cattle
back in the day.

It was left to him when they d*ed.

From his online photos,
the only thing I think

he's raising there now is hell.

It looks like an insurgent
training ground.

I requested a warrant and sent
the address to your phones.

All right, tell
Kensi and Deeks to sit tight.

There's no telling how this
guy's gonna react when we roll up.

You got it.

Copy that, Shyla. We'll stay put

until Callen and Sam get here.

They want us to hang tight.

Must be their w*r games playground.

Yeah, lucky, lucky us.

♪ It was just ♪

♪ One of those things ♪

♪ Just one of those crazy flings... ♪

This better be good, Dahr.

♪ One of those bells
that now and then rings... ♪

I didn't mean to wake you, Admiral.

I was not sleeping.

I was meditating.

My doctor says that
it will help to center me.

♪ Just one of those... ♪

Do I look centered?

Oh, yes. Dead center, sir.

♪ On gossamer wings... ♪

As someone who has practiced
meditation her whole life,

I might offer a suggestion to
try doing so without the music.

You meditate your way,

I will meditate with Mr. Bennett.

He centers me.

Sir, I'd like to request
to go into the field.

♪ Love affair was too hot ♪

♪ Not to cool down. ♪

Making a Starbucks run?

With agents Namazi and Rountree
out of commission,

and knowing the nature
of these suspects,

I think the team could use the backup.

What about Ops?

I've already tasked another
operational manager to cover for me.

The ranch we're investigating
is off the grid,

so there's little for us
to offer from here.

- All right, let's go.
- You're coming, too, sir?

- Is that a problem?
- Uh, no, sir.

I didn't mean to drag you out there.

Let you guys have all the fun?

No. Secure us a chopper.

You want to take a helicopter?

Oh, you're damn straight.

The only thing I hate worse
than armed insurrectionists

is the L.A. traffic that
keeps me from them.

It's awful quiet.
Maybe nobody's in there.

So, I was thinking that

since we're going through the
adoption process already, uh...

And we are going through with it.

That's what we said, yeah.

That didn't sound like
a lot of commitment.

Are you having second thoughts?

No. Wait, are you?

No, not at all. Are you sure?

I'm % sure. I want us to adopt Rosa.

- Okay. Okay.
- I'm in.

- Okay.
- Yes.

Um, well, as I was saying,

since we are already going
through the process, Yeah.

I was thinking that maybe we could do

the same thing for Pilar.

You know, in case they
reject her asylum request.

I'm sorry, wait, what?

Y-You want to adopt two children?

I mean, they're minors...
I wouldn't exactly

- call them children.
- Who Are the DeBolts?

- and Where Did They Get Kids?
- W-What?

Who Are the DeBolts?
and Where'd They Get Kids?

I have no idea what
you're talking about, Deeks.

What I'm talking about is

two young, well-adjusted women.

It's a ' s documentary.
It won the Oscar.

- It doesn't matter.
- Deeks, what are you s... Okay.

- So, just to clarify it then, again,
- Mm-hmm.

One, not enough, just, the...
One is not enough.

- They both need a home.
- Okay, yeah.

We have enough space.

- We've got, eh.
- And this way,

they would have each other or
support as well.

Uh-huh. Mm-hmm.
Okay, so just instant family.

Just add equal parts
responsibility and sheer panic.

Well, I have my bond with Rosa

- because of our whole ordeal.
- Right.

And you have a bond with Pilar

because of your whole,
like, "Team Vampire" thing.

Okay, just for the record,
it's Team Werewolf.

- Sorry. Sorry.
- But also,

I don't think that's a foundational
argument, for adoption.

- Look, they're both at risk
- I know.

- at being sent back.
- Okay.

Pilar,
probably at a greater risk than Rosa.

And we can do this, we should do this,

so... what is your hesitation?

Uh, e... Besides the prospect
of being responsible

for the lives of two young
women... you mean besides that?

If not us, then who?

I mean, not even to mention

the whole white savior optics of it all.

Since when do you care
what anybody thinks?

When it's a racially complex
and complicated situation.

- That is a fair statement.
- Deeks, all the more reason

to keep them together.

I can see it in your face
that you know I'm right.

- I... It... I-I'm not...
- You know I'm right

in your mushy, mushy heart.
I know you know.

- Two.
- Two daughters.

Two "da-haugh-ter-ters."

We will give them so much love.

sh**t, that's a woman in trouble.

Shyla, we're moving in.

Let's go.

Moving.

Federal agents.

Is there anybody in here?
We're here to help.

Kens.

Hello?

- Hey.
- Oh, geez. Hey.

We're here to help. What's your name?

Miss, it's okay.

- Not for you.
- Whoa.

Whoa. No, drop it. Look at me.

Drop it. Drop it.

I think you're the ones
should drop your weapons.

Party's over, sports fans.

Look, you're already in enough trouble.

- You don't want to do this.
- Don't want to what...

fight for my right for freedom?

I think you're the ones in trouble.

You're trespassing on my land.

- We thought your friend was in trouble.
- Ah.

Keep him talking.

We're here.

How many we looking at?

You and your four friends know

that we're federal agents, right?

We don't recognize your authority.

Don't recognize
your government, neither.

Ignorance isn't the best defense.

Although, I got to be honest,
I really do love

the interior of this barn.

Did your designer pay extra for those

two and three-quarter panels
of reclaimed wood?

We're coming in.

Get out there, now!

That was our team
surrounding this place.

You throw down your g*ns,
you surrender peacefully,

everybody walks out of here.
But if you make a stand...

it's gonna be your Alamo.

So be it, then.

Some things are worth fighting for.

Yeah, but is it worth dying for?

Damn right it is.

They got a chopper.

Looks like the cavalry's arrived.

It's not gonna end well for you guys.

- You think so?
- Yeah, I do.

Uh-huh?

Oh, my God.

Where'd you get an AT ?

Wouldn't you like to know?

Who the hell is that?

Willie!

You hear that? That's
the sound of defeat.

Karma's a bitch.

Drop it! Now.

Hands on your head.
Interlock your fingers.

Get up. Get up!
All right, easy, easy, easy.

Stay down, hippy boy.

Federal agents.

Drop the w*apon.
You ain't taking me alive!

Oh!

- Stay down.
- Way to sweep the leg,

Daniel-san. I mean, I would have done

the crane kick, but I like it.

- You like that?
- Yeah. I mean, not for me,

- but for bad guys, for sure.
- Oh, okay.

We all good in here?

- Yeah. You?
- We're solid.

Good. Let's clean up this mess
and go home.

- Thank you, sir.
- Shotgun.

Your ears still ringing?

Oh, yeah.

How long's it supposed to last?

Well, it took three days after
my last Prodigy concert, so...

Great.

But you know what this is good for?

Long-term hearing loss?

It's the perfect night to watch Yojimbo.

What is that?

Kurosawa. Toshiro Mifune.

Oh, you sweet, sweet man,
you have so much to learn.

How am I supposed to watch a movie

if I can't hear?

Well, it's subtitled.
That's the beauty of it.

You're gonna love it.
It's, like, one of the greatest

samurai movies of all time.

You do like martial arts films, right?

- Like what?
- Like Shogun Assassin,

Five Deadly Venoms, uh,
Executioners from Shaolin?

Are these real movies?

You poor, misguided soul.

We ought to get some Postmates

because you are, sir,
are in for a very long night.

Call me back, Arkady, I mean it.

I really wouldn't sweat this, all right?

Anna's Arkady's only daughter.

Well, that we know of.

If he doesn't give his blessing,

Anna's not gonna let him
come to the wedding.

And you know he won't
be able to live with that.

That's not a bad strategy.

You're damn right it isn't.

Grab a beer?

I'd love to, but
I've got to get home to my dad.

Maybe come by this weekend, we hang out?

- Yeah. I would like that.
- Okay.

- Night.
- You too.

So, every time we order pizza,

I try to save two pieces,

and then I put them in the refrigerator

for the next morning for breakfast.

But somehow, every single night
I go to bed,

and then she sleepwalks,
and somehow then

sleep-eats my pizza.

In the morning, it's completely gone.

Not your favorite?

I'm not very hungry.

Rosa.

We are taking several steps

to ensure that you get to stay here,

and we're not gonna give up
until we find one that works.

You hear me?

There is one other thing
we can try, Rosa,

and we would need your blessing.

And there's no guarantees
that it would work,

- so we didn't want to get your hopes up.
- That's okay.

I don't have much hope left anyway.

Rosa.

How would you feel if we adopted you?

Um, obviously,

it would-it would be
what you wanted to do,

and we'd st... Oh. Oh.

Gonna take that as a yes.

Yeah? Yeah?

♪ It was just ♪

♪ One of those things ♪

♪ Just one of those crazy flings... ♪

Hey.

Yeah, yeah, I found something
resembling furniture.

Where'd you get the beer?

Grocery store.

I thought I told you
not to leave the house, Dad.

Excuse me?

I asked you nicely, for your own good,

not to leave the house.

Well, I know what's for my own good.

For your information,
I didn't leave the prison yard.

I found one that delivered.

Heh. Want one?

Oh, hell yeah.

♪ One of those things... ♪

Notice anything else missing,
besides furniture,

from this picture?

you don't own a TV, do you?

No, I prefer to read at night.

Yeah, my warrior monk.

Well, I'm buying us a TV.

And a big one.

Knock yourself out, Pop.

Yeah.

Guess we'll have to establish
a few new house rules.

I had Hanna house rules growing up.

I'm not sure I could take any more.

Well, different living arrangements now,

if you... if you know
what I'm saying, son.

I don't.

We're gonna have to
come to an arrangement

- about the ladies.
- What ladies?

I'm old, son, I'm not dead.

Come on.

Are you serious?

Have 'em running through here, just...

- Just like that, huh?
- Just like that.

Okay.

- Okay, ready?
- No, that's yours, take it. Take it.

Aah! Go.

- That's yours.
- Take it.

- What is the Joker?
- How do you...

Joker? What?

One, two, three.

Oh!

One, two, three.

♪ If we'd thought of it,
'bout the end of it ♪

♪ When we started to paint that town ♪

♪ We'd have been aware ♪

♪ That our love affair ♪

♪ Was too hot not to cool down ♪

♪ So goodbye, goodbye, dear, amen ♪

♪ Here's hoping we'll meet
now and then ♪

♪ It was great fun ♪

♪ It was great fun ♪

♪ But it was just one of those things. ♪

Wow. Wow.

Wasn't she pretty?

- She really was, man.
- Yeah.

She really was.