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(phone ringing)
(phone continues ringing)
This is Pride.
Deputy Director Sanchez here.
We got a situation.
Do I need to move
to a secure phone?
No time. A lieutenant commander
was k*lled.
I need you to report
to Belle Chasse
for immediate transport
to South America.
Shouldn't the Southeast
Field Office be handling that?
You've been personally
requested.
You're authorized to bring
two agents with you.
No one else.
Well, all right.
Uh, who's...
Who requested me?
Who's the victim?
It's classified.
You'll be read in on arrival.
You've got minutes
until wheels up.
That is all.
Uh...
(line ringing)
SEBASTIAN:
Hello?
Sebastian, sorry to wake you.
Is everything okay?
Eh, no, e-everyone's fine.
Listen.
Need to call Sonja,
pack your bag and your gear.
We're headed to South America.
South America?
Belle Chasse in .
SEBASTIAN:
Hey, sorry I'm late.
Sebastian,
what the hell?
I know. I know.
I overpacked.
I-I get travel anxiety.
Hello.
Forgot one.
- Okay.
- Where's Sonja?
Is she okay?
Yeah. She had a
prior engagement.
It's : in the morning.
What kind
of prior engagement...?
It's for tomorrow morning.
That's all I can say.
What do you mean
that's all you can say?
I wanted Sonja here
for a reason.
SOLDIER:
Ready for you, sir.
Come on.
We got a plane to catch.
(grunts) Oh, God.
(indistinct shouting)
Special Agent Pride,
I'm Colonel Stanley Parker,
commanding officer
here at Camp Apache.
Special Agent Gregorio,
Forensic Agent Lund.
Where is "here," Colonel?
Triple Frontier.
Most dangerous place
in South America.
Didn't know we had a
base in the Frontier.
Officially, we don't.
I'll fill you in on the move.
It's not secure
to stay in this area
too long.
Wait, wait. Not secure?
Why? 'Cause...
'cause of, like, sn*pers?
Come on, Sebastian.
It's sn*pers.
Okay, that's fine.
Knew I should
have packed camo.
PARKER: The Triple Frontier
is the tri-border junction
of Paraguay,
Argentina and Brazil.
No law. No government.
Breeding ground
for organized crime,
militias and cartels.
Our mission
is drug interdiction.
A JSOC task force comprised
of Green Berets, Navy SEALs
and various alphabet agencies.
(indistinct chatter)
SEBASTIAN:
A lot of m*llitary resources
to be thrown
at some drug dealers.
We're not hunting down street
pushers, Special Agent Lund.
Our target's the most wanted man
in the Southern Hemisphere.
You're after Sergio Rivera?
Heavyweight champion
of drug lords.
Unified half a dozen cartels
to become
one of the biggest players
in the trafficking world.
Until his lieutenants
staged a coup.
Tried to k*ll him.
He went into hiding.
For the past two years
nobody could find him.
Until last night.
You found him?
PARKER: We knew he was
somewhere in the frontier.
Confirmed his location
a few days ago.
Sent in a unit to extract him--
alive, if possible.
Walked right
into an ambush.
Rivera was wounded.
Unit leader was KIA.
I'm sorry, Colonel.
But where does NCIS fit in?
Dead officer is Lieutenant
Commander Daryll Watkins.
Lieutenant Comman...
I know Daryll.
From a lifetime ago.
That why you requested me?
I didn't request you,
Agent Pride,
Commander Watkins did.
I've got Rivera.
We've been compromised.
They were waiting for us.
If something happens to me,
contact Dwayne Pride in NCIS.
Tell him we have a mole.
Come on.
(Watkins grunting)
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang ♪
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ How, how, how, how ♪
♪ Hey, hey ♪
♪ You gotta come on. ♪
I know, I know, I'm late.
Hey, what's going on, Percy?
You skip out on a
secret trip last night,
then you show up at lunchtime
looking like that.
I had a meeting.
Couldn't be helped.
- What kind of meeting?
- The personal kind.
Hey, it's not me you're gonna
have to explain yourself to.
PATTON:
Secure link.
Pride's coming online.
PRIDE: Sonja.
Hey, Pride.
Look, about last night...
As long as you're okay,
no need to explain.
Not now, at least.
Assume the others
got you up to speed?
Yes, yes. Um,
Lieutenant Commander Watkins,
k*lled in action while pursuing
drug kingpin Sergio Rivera,
left a dying message for you.
Watkins believed a mole
compromised the mission.
Why reach out to you, King?
My first overseas post
was in the Philippines.
m*rder near the base.
Watkins was involved.
Well, um, do you think Rivera's
responsible for this mole?
Or the cartel.
They wanted Rivera dead,
almost succeeded.
He was wounded,
still being operated on.
How did Watkins figure out there
was a mole in the first place?
Not sure. Sebastian found
encrypted files
on Watkins' laptop,
but he couldn't open them.
He's uploading them
to you now, Patton.
All over it.
Oh, we can do a deep dive
of the cartel,
and see if we can find
a link between them
and anyone at Camp Apache.
Gregorio and Sebastian
are questioning everyone
who went on the mission to see
where it went wrong.
Time is of the essence.
If there is a mole,
the entire base is vulnerable.
Hey, we'll reach out to you
as soon as we find anything.
Good. And Sonja--
when I get back,
we're gonna talk.
PARKER: Mission should've been
a cake-walk.
Rivera was barely guarded
in his compound.
Sent in a small unit
with drone support.
Then the cartel att*cked.
It's like they
knew you were coming.
But if that's true, why didn't
they just take out Rivera
before your team arrived?
He had an insurance policy.
Hard drive with every detail
of the cartel's business.
The cartel would
want to get that back.
att*ck commenced after
Watkins took possession
of Rivera and the Intel.
Both Watkins and the
Intel are still in there.
Personally, I could give a crap
about the hard drive.
But in years
of combat operations,
I've never left
a man behind.
But you can't go back in
until we find the mole.
Gonna need you
to work fast.
I got drones
covering the area,
keeping the cartel
at bay for now.
- Who else knows about this, Colonel?
- No one.
Keeping it on the DL
until you get more details.
Any chance I'll be able
to speak to Rivera?
Depends.
You a praying man?
Colonel Parker tell you
why I'm here?
Absolutely not, ma'am.
Just said to answer
your questions.
No need to call me ma'am.
I'm gonna need you to walk me
through the mission.
We escorted the unit
to Rivera's compound.
Set up a perimeter
when the commander went in
to extract the target.
Just two guys, huh?
Not a lot of backup.
Two Navy SEALs, ma'am,
all the backup you need.
Fair enough. But again,
please don't call me ma'am.
We also had the
eye in the sky.
Drones scanning
for heat signatures.
So what went wrong?
Everything.
We lost radio contact.
The drones malfunctioned.
Didn't pick up
the crap storm coming,
and then all hell broke loose.
Did you see Commander Watkins
get sh*t?
No, ma'am-- uh, no.
We were laying down
suppressing fire
trying to give
the team inside cover.
So who was inside?
Luis Benicio.
Scout and translator.
And you, uh, you led the unit
to Rivera's compound.
I went in to cover
the exfil point.
I was not allowed
to make contact with Rivera.
Why not?
I'm Argentine Army.
I eat with the unit,
I march with the unit,
and I fight
with the unit,
but I am not part of the unit.
I didn't have the clearance.
I didn't see what happened.
Well, who did?
Three soldiers went in
to extract Rivera.
Commander Watkins,
Sergeant Halliday,
his Green Beret liaison,
and a third man, Connolly.
Who's Connolly?
CONNOLLY: I'll give you three guesses.
Judging by the attitude,
I'd say you're CIA.
Special Activities Division.
What's covert ops doing on
a JSOC drug interdiction?
You see what base you're on?
The resources the government is
putting into finding one man?
It's got nothing to do
with dr*gs.
What else was Rivera into?
Cartels are flush with cash.
Nowhere to spend it.
They want influence
on the world stage.
One surefire way to get our
attention is to blow things up.
The cartel's funding t*rrorists?
Rivera was their point man
for years.
When he went into hiding,
he took his contact list.
A who's who of top players
in the terror game.
Did you see what happened when
the compound was att*cked?
I was on the other side
of the building.
But I will say it seemed less
an att*ck and more like a hit.
Why would you say that?
When the sh**ting started,
that part of the compound
was lit up like July .
Fighters knew exactly
where Rivera was.
Anyone next to him
didn't stand a chance.
Meaning Commander Watkins.
And Sergeant Halliday.
It's a miracle she walked away.
Only took a b*llet to the arm.
Really want to know
what happened? Talk to her.
No one person in the unit
was anywhere near
Commander Watkins
when he went down.
Yeah, except for this
Sergeant Halliday.
Yeah, but we haven't seen her.
She took a slug to the arm.
She's been in sickbay.
I was just in sickbay.
The only patient
there was Rivera.
All right, then where
is Sergeant Halliday?
(indistinct shouting nearby)
(Halliday grunts)
Sydney, what the hell?
(Halliday yelling in Spanish)
Stand down, soldier.
Stand down now!
(panting) Who the hell are you?
I'm the guy who's telling you
to pull it together now.
You want to explain yourself,
soldier?
Yeah.
This son of a bitch
m*rder*d Watkins.
(spits)
PRIDE: You did a number
on those SEALs, Sergeant.
They were mouthy.
Not anymore.
I'm pretty sure
you broke the big guy's jaw.
You say Benicio
k*lled Commander Watkins.
- Any evidence?
- Evidence is out there
with Daryll's body.
With Daryll.
Commander Watkins.
He was a mentor, okay?
Nothing weird.
We need to bring him back.
After you calm down.
And tell me why you think
Benicio did this.
He's Argentine Army.
Seventh Jungle Brigade.
What, can't trust an outsider?
(scoffs)
We're all outsiders here.
Don't give a crap
what country he's from.
Seventh Jungle Brigade is
basically owned by the cartels.
That all you got?
We were in the compound
when the att*ck started.
Sergio Rivera in custody.
Benicio was supposed to
cover the exfil point.
Watkins sent me to get him.
He wasn't there.
Abandoned his post.
Next thing I know,
b*ll*ts are flying
from inside the compound.
Why would Benicio
go after Commander Watkins
and Rivera?
Commander Watkins trusted me.
I let him down in that compound.
I will not betray his trust.
You talking about the mole?
How...?
Daryll recorded a message for me
before he d*ed,
and that's why I'm here.
Then you should see what I see.
Benicio is working
for the cartel.
He's feeding them Intel.
He drew them to the extraction
to make sure Rivera
didn't get out alive.
You saw him pull the trigger?
No.
I was sh*t the moment I walked
into the courtyard.
I barely got
out with Rivera.
Gonna need more than that.
Satellite phone.
I found it hidden
in Benicio's quarters.
Strictly prohibited.
It's how he communicated
with the cartel.
Pretty good
investigating instincts
for a soldier.
Someone's got to.
But bad judgment.
You can't prove
you found that phone there.
You need to back off
and let NCIS do our job.
Watkins trusted me.
You should, too.
GREGORIO:
Benicio, can you explain this?
- It's a phone.
- It's a satellite phone, actually.
LEO capable
with global coverage
and encryption technology. This?
That's what spies use.
And just having it
in your possession could get you
transferred to Guantanamo.
I don't know what to tell you.
Why don't you start with why
it was hidden in your mattress?
Then we'll work our way up
to you k*lling Watkins.
Why would I k*ll
Commander Watkins?
Because you're working
with the cartels.
Is that what
Sergeant Halliday said?
Oh, she said a lot of things,
Benicio.
Yeah, like the army unit
you came from is corrupt.
You abandoned your post
during the att*ck
on the compound.
You sh*t Commander Watkins
and Rivera in cold blood.
Well, do you want to hear
my side, or have you already
made your decision?
By all means, talk.
Halliday is right.
My unit is financed
by drug lords,
which is why I left and offered
my services to your government
at great personal risk.
Then what happened
during the att*ck?
My position was compromised.
I had to find
another exfil point.
Then I led Halliday, Connolly,
and what was left of Rivera
to safety.
That's a very nice story, but it
still doesn't explain the phone.
Do you know what the cartel does
to people who work
for the other side?
They don't k*ll you.
They k*ll everyone you love.
Your family.
BENICIO:
They're in hiding.
I can't see them
or I can't contact them
except for that phone.
All because I swore loyalty
to your cause.
LASALLE: Petty Officers
Carter and Henley
have perfect records.
Both served
under Watkins for years.
Completed a dozen
classified operations.
I mean, they're heroes.
It's hard to believe
that they would work
for the cartels.
Well, Benicio checks out, too.
He got himself demoted
in Argentina
because he wouldn't
take a bribe,
and when he went public,
the cartels tried to shut him up
with a car b*mb.
Now, Connolly's trickier.
Our friends in Langley
didn't want to say much.
Yeah, well, that's CIA being CIA.
They did say he's been running successful
ops in the Frontier for years--
so much so that the cartels
put a bounty on his head.
That leaves Sergeant Halliday.
Oh, well,
she's one of the first women
to graduate Green Beret school.
Top of her class.
And the first to be assigned
a forward operating post.
Hmm.
How'd she score that?
Watkins
personally requested her.
He was an instructor of hers
at Fort Bragg.
Before Green Berets,
she was m*llitary intelligence.
Served in West Africa,
Jordan,
South Korea.
You sound a little envious.
Yeah, well, the farthest
I've been from New Orleans
is El Paso.
Well, if adventure's
what you want,
you shouldn't have bailed
on that plane last night.
I didn't bail.
Okay?
I had something to deal with.
Look, I know
you've been feeling
a little restless
and unsatisfied,
and you and Pride
have had your issues.
Not issues.
I've just questioned
some of the risks he took.
All that's sorted out now.
I mean, Pride's on the
straight and narrow.
I know. And you're right.
I have been feeling restless.
And then an opportunity came up.
What kind of opportunity?
Job interview.
FBI International Operations.
Isler recommended me.
The head of the division
came down from D.C. I...
I couldn't cancel.
Well, why didn't you tell Pride?
I didn't tell anyone.
Other than Gregorio.
Yeah. She knows.
And me?
I-I-I didn't know
how you'd react.
Hey, well...
if leaving's what you want,
I'd be happy for you.
Is... leaving what you want?
Hey.
I've been waiting for y'all
to wrap up your special moment,
but I know
you're gonna start declaring
your undenying friendship,
and we don't have
that kind of time.
What's up, P?
Decrypted files
on Watkins' laptop,
and I found something.
Transfer orders
for Sergeant Sydney Halliday.
Effective immediately
by Commander Watkins.
Now, why would he send her home?
And why would he have the orders
encrypted on his computer?
Guess it's something to do
with the other files I found.
Well, that's not good.
PRIDE: Sergeant Halliday
met with Sergio Rivera.
Well, looks like
we found our mole.
Maybe.
"Maybe"?
Um, she's hanging with the most
wanted fugitive in the world.
This is surveillance.
Who took this photo?
I don't know.
But Commander Watkins knew
what it meant, and that's why
he had her transferred.
Yeah, well, not before
he took her on the mission.
Pieces don't add up yet.
All right,
then let's go talk to her.
- Let's finish the equation.
- No, no, no, no.
We need more information.
Pride, I know you think
you made a connection
with this girl,
but she played you.
And what if she did?
Wouldn't it make sense
to know as much as we can
before we go at her again?
Okay, how are we gonna do that?
Guys, Rivera just woke up.
He's weak but lucid.
Rivera's the only one who knows
what happened in that compound.
Well, he has no reason
to be honest with us.
Yeah, well, a lifetime
in prison will help.
We'll get answers.
(g*nf*re)
g*n, g*n!
(cries out)
Man down!
Medic!
Medic!
Medic! Get a medic!
SEBASTIAN:
What the hell is happening?
Cease fire! Cease fire!
(alarm blaring)
Could be a cartel att*ck.
The base is on lockdown.
Get him. Get him. Take care of him.
We got to get to Rivera now.
See any movement?
SOLDIER (over comms): Negative on infrared, sir.
(woman panting)
Back away, Sergeant, right now!
Immediately!
If I move, he dies!
(gasps)
It's too late.
He's already dead.
PARKER: Sergeant
Halliday's secure
and under guard.
Your wounded soldier?
He'll pull through.
No other injuries.
Well, except for Rivera.
He's dead.
All the more reason
to get out to the compound
and bring Watkins and Rivera's
Intel back
now that we've got our mole.
Well, I'm still not convinced
that we do.
Pride, we literally found her
standing over Rivera's body
with a bloody Kn*fe.
You heard what she said.
Someone else
opened up his wounds,
and she was just trying
to save his life.
(sighs)
Swept the perimeter.
Searched around the building,
found this stashed outside.
HK .
Sergeant Halliday's.
Sebastian...
Yeah, yeah.
She stages the att*ck
to draw attention
from Rivera, then goes back in
to finish him off.
Not sure what more evidence you need,
Special Agent Pride.
Yeah, no,
it's all tied up in a bow.
I got to be honest.
At this moment,
I'm wondering what the hell
Watkins was thinking
when he asked for you.
He did it because he knew
I'd be thorough.
You can send me back
anytime you want, Colonel.
But until then, I'm gonna
conduct my investigation my way.
You have till
to sort this out.
You damn well better have
an answer for me.
Pride,
you really think there's any
question of Halliday's guilt?
(sighs)
HALLIDAY:
I heard the g*nf*re.
I knew it was a distraction.
I rushed to Rivera.
Figured someone was making
another attempt on his life.
I got there too late.
So in a final act of altruism,
you stabbed him in the neck
and bled him like a pig.
He was choking on his own blood.
I attempted a tracheotomy.
How do you explain your w*apon
strafing the courtyard
moments
before you k*lled Rivera?
Well, someone stole it,
obviously.
Well, you can't blame Benicio
for this one.
'Cause he's been detained
since you found that phone
in his quarters.
Then I was wrong about him.
Oh, okay.
- Or he's working with someone else.
- Or, or, or, or, or!
You got an answer
for everything.
Why don't you explain this?
You're the mole,
Sergeant Halliday.
You met with Rivera,
fed him Intel.
Watkins found out,
was having you transferred.
So you k*lled him
and k*lled Rivera.
Gregorio.
Want to give us the room?
Everyone on the base
believes you're guilty.
I'm the only one standing
between you and prison.
'Cause you believe I'm innocent?
You want to know why Commander
Watkins reached out to me
before he d*ed?
Met in Manila.
Philippine Army officer
was k*lled.
Son of an influential
politician.
Last time anyone had seen him,
he was arguing outside a bar
with a young SEAL lieutenant.
Watkins?
Everyone knew he was guilty.
There was pressure
to wrap it up.
I was sent in to cross Ts
and dot Is.
And then...
I met Daryll.
And everything in me said
he was innocent.
I went up
against the Navy,
my bosses,
the Philippine government.
And I won.
Saying you'll do the same
for me?
If you tell me the truth.
(sighs heavily)
I've been in country
for months.
Building trust with the locals.
Watching it fall apart on every
failed mission
to find Rivera.
We lost a lot of good men.
There had to be a better
way to bring him in.
I went in alone
to contact Rivera.
At least, I thought I did.
I offered Rivera safe passage
to the U.S. in return for Intel.
He'd go to prison,
but he'd live.
You told Watkins?
(scoffs)
He was pissed.
I broke regulations.
That's why I was
being transferred.
But after we
brought Rivera in.
Because...
Rivera trusted you.
He knew you.
Plus, you were
the only one
Watkins was sure
wasn't the mole.
So you see, Special Agent Pride,
I am screwed.
The only person
who believed in me
is lying dead in the jungle.
GREGORIO: So you're taking
her side on this?
Even though you got the Kn*fe.
You got the w*apon.
And you got the photo.
And I got her story, too.
(scoffs) She was
single-handedly bringing in
the most wanted man
in South America?
Well, I-I ran
Sergeant Halliday's w*apon
for prints and DNA.
It was wiped clean.
It could be a frame-up.
Or maybe Sergeant Halliday's
playing Pride.
Damn it, Gregorio.
You know
how I work a case.
I trust my instincts
about suspects,
and I'm usually right.
Yes, you are.
But it would be nice if you gave
the same consideration
to the people who work for you.
You're upset because I sent you
out of the interview.
No, I'm upset because
Sonja's slipping away
and you're not lifting
a finger to stop her.
(sighs)
You feel this way, too?
I have no idea
what's happening right now.
What?
Okay.
Okay, Sebastian.
I want you to contact Loretta.
I want her to do an autopsy
on Rivera's body.
Might be the only way
to prove Sergeant
Halliday's innocence.
Yeah, but I want to find out...
Sebastian.
You think I'm pushing
Sonja off the team?
No.
I just don't think you realize
she's got one foot out the door.
Because she didn't get
on the plane?
Like I said, it's not my story
to tell, Pride.
Sonja's unsettled.
She isn't comfortable
talking to me lately.
And I, honestly, I...
I don't know why.
But it's one of the reasons
why I wanted her on this case.
-hour plane ride
gives us a chance to talk.
Might be past the time to talk.
SONJA:
So, how exactly
does a virtual autopsy work?
Oh, with good equipment and
a trained technician on-site,
an M.E. can execute as good
an exam as if she were there in person.
Hmm.
Yeah, well, you got my, uh,
third generation camera phone
and a tech
who gets squeamish at the sight
of internal organs, so...
We go to w*r with the army
we have, Sebastian.
Now, if you could just hold
the phone steady
and guide it
across Mr. Rivera's body.
Multiple contusions
on the chest and abdomen.
Significant trauma.
There's a jagged Kn*fe wound
just above
the clavicle...
Is everything all right?
I mean, there's a lot of blood.
I'm speaking to Sonja.
Hmm? Oh, I'm fine. Why?
Well, because you asked
to take notes on an autopsy
and you're doing anything but.
I'm sorry. I...
I got it all.
I got it.
Uh, Sebastian,
I need you to move the camera
towards Mr. Rivera's
left flank.
Uh, okay.
You want to tell me anything?
SEBASTIAN: Ugh.
I, um... figured by now
everybody knows why I didn't
get on that plane.
Actually, I don't. I've--
I kind of been wondering that.
Maybe you could...
I just muted him.
It's just us.
And I can assure you
I have no idea
why you chose not to go
on the trip.
I had a job interview.
For something really exciting
that I...
I didn't even know
I was interested in
until it presented itself.
That is exciting.
Yeah, but...
I-I should've told Pride instead
of being a no-show.
He would've understood.
No, no. Not about the interview.
About the job.
If I get it.
You know,
we've had a lot of conflict
in the last few months.
And I questioned
a bunch of his choices.
Dwayne Pride is a grown-up
and so are you.
If they offered you a job
and you wanted to take it,
the decision
can't be about him.
It's got to be about you.
(comm beeps)
Uh, Sebastian,
hold that spot right there.
Oh, yeah. Right. Good call.
It's extra disgusting.
Yeah. I need you to grab
a scalpel and a bone saw.
We're gonna take a look
inside now.
Seriously?
Judging by my examination,
Sergeant Halliday's story
holds up.
So she didn't k*ll Rivera?
No. Mr. Rivera aspirated
on his own blood.
There was massive bleeding,
most likely caused
by the introduction
of an anticoagulant.
Probably injected
just before the trauma started.
Sergeant Halliday
didn't have a syringe.
There was no syringe
in the room.
That means someone else
injected Rivera.
Yeah. Plus, I just checked
Watkins's computer.
The surveillance photo of
Sergeant Halliday and Rivera
was put there after Watkins
was k*lled. It was planted.
Colonel Parker's gonna say
it still doesn't clear her
of being the mole
or murdering Watkins.
And the sun's almost up.
What are we gonna do?
- Colonel. Colonel, hang on.
- Time's up.
Prisoners are being
transferred for interrogation.
Colonel,
you got to listen to me.
It's done.
And I'm preparing a unit
to go back in
for Commander Watkins.
Don't try to stop me.
I'm not gonna.
But I'm coming with.
Sergeant Halliday
didn't k*ll Rivera
and neither did Benicio.
But the only way to
figure it out for sure
is to examine
the original crime scene
and Watkins's body
before it's moved.
You want me to authorize NCIS
to go into a w*r zone
to collect fibers?
If you want to positively ID
the person who k*lled Watkins,
yes. And find your mole.
Look, Colonel,
I've done this job long enough
to know when a case is finished.
This one isn't.
Let's both get this done right.
Okay.
You and your team
can accompany the mission.
Thank you, Colonel,
but it-it can't just be my team.
I need everyone
who was in the compound
on the day
that Watkins was k*lled.
That means,
Sergeant Halliday
and Benicio,
they need to come, too.
You're saying
we can monitor the mission
from , miles away?
Oh, yeah. Sebastian is
rigged with a body cam.
So we can give real-time support
to the crime scene examination.
Impressive.
Yeah, I am impressive.
But that's not why
you're sitting over there,
watching me untangle
these wires.
And not helping, by the way.
(sighs)
Sorry, man.
It's Sonja, right?
Big job interview
got you off your game.
You heard about the interview?
Come on. I overheard
you two talking yesterday.
Don't worry. My lips are sealed.
What do you think
about the whole thing?
I never fault anyone
for following their bliss, bro.
Yeah. Me neither.
But what if it's not?
All right, Percy
and I are close, you know?
We've had some complications
in our partnership.
So you're worried
she'd leave because of you?
Not worried.
Just, um... wondering.
Listen, baby,
we're family.
Complications happen,
par for the course.
Whatever journey
Sonja's on,
might just take
her on a new road.
(indistinct radio chatter)
Pride, you always take us
to the best places.
PRIDE: Like to keep
things interesting.
You know I'm a woman
of her word,
but since one of us
might not make it home, I...
Wait, what?
Just gallows humor, baby.
(radio feedback)
Aah.
Sonja had a job interview
with FBI.
Couldn't miss it,
so that's why I'm here.
I know.
Had a message from Isler
on my phone after we arrived.
Didn't want me
to think he was trying
to poach one of my agents.
I still think you could
have said something.
Sonja could have
said something, too.
Okay. Well,
figured at this point,
everyone else knows, so...
Everyone knows what?
PARKER:
seconds from the LZ.
Area is secure
best we can tell.
Connolly and I will escort you
into the compound.
We got close air support
from the drones,
constant radio contact
with the base.
Didn't do us much good
last time, sir.
Techs have worked out
the kinks.
Still, this area is hot.
We got to be fast
and quiet. Let's move.
CONNOLLY: Rivera's hard drive's
in Watkins's left arm pocket.
PARKER: N-N-No, don't.
SEBASTIAN: Yeah, yeah.
Please don't touch the body.
Need to secure the Intel.
No. You need to let my team
do their job.
SEBASTIAN:
I'll upload the data
from the hard drive
to the NCIS database.
It'll be secure there.
That Intel is CIA property.
Right now it's evidence
in a double m*rder.
Identity of the mole could be on
it. You'll get it soon enough.
- Colonel.
- That's why they're here, Connolly.
Let them do their job.
You got ten minutes.
What is all that?
Remote fingerprint processor,
digital DNA analyzer,
field ballistics test.
We can examine the entire scene,
send it back to NCIS
for immediate results.
SEBASTIAN: All right, Patton.
You with me?
Hey, we're live.
Hard drive receiving data
from Rivera's Intel.
Yep, looking for any evidence
of the mole.
All right, I'm gonna run the
victim's body for biologicals.
There's a bloody fingerprint
here I'm sending your way.
All right. We'll scan
for matches in the database
and cross-check DNA.
The prints belong to Rivera.
He grabbed Watkins
when he was sh*t.
Watkins tried to shield him
from the g*nf*re.
You seem to know
a lot about it, Sergeant.
I saw it go down.
But not who pulled the trigger.
How convenient.
All right.
Where'd the g*nf*re come from?
Entryway on the other side of
the courtyard. a*t*matic w*apon.
I tried to get to Watkins,
but he pushed Rivera toward me.
Ordered me to get him out,
Watkins went down.
I got sh*t.
We went for the exit.
I dragged them to safety.
Everyone's a hero
in this story.
Where were you, Connolly?
Engaging the enemy outside.
CARTER: Colonel, we've got
movement in the tree line.
Command, this is Colonel Parker.
Possible enemy contact.
Need confirmation
from the eye in the sky.
COMMAND:
Colonel, that's a negative
from the eye in the sky.
No contact detected.
That's exactly how it happened
last time, sir.
We are about to be hit hard.
Gonna have to shut this down.
Let's get Watkins out of here.
All right, Patton, sounds like
we got to get going.
SONJA: Sebastian.
I think I found something in
these files. Hold on a second.
SEBASTIAN: We don't have
a second, Sonja, sorry.
What'd you find?
Cash payments to some kind
of informant.
Goes back at
least five years,
when Rivera was still
running the cartels.
You got a name?
Better. I got a photo.
PATTON:
Hey, Sebastian.
(staticky): We got an ID on the mole.
What?
Patton. Come again.
What happened?
I lost comm.
(g*nf*re, explosions)
PARKER: Command, come in,
this is Colonel Parker!
Come in! Over!
Someone's blocking the signal.
Not someone.
Don't move!
Gonna try and
make this quick.
Explosions are getting closer--
gonna be here any moment.
Henley and Carter won't be able
to hold the perimeter for long.
I'd say we got
about two minutes.
Agent Lund,
my hard drive, please.
PRIDE: You planned all this--
you k*lled Watkins
and Rivera, planted
the surveillance photo
so we'd blame
Sergeant Halliday.
But what's the end game?
(explosions continue)
Huh?
The intel's already been
transferred to NCIS, right?
Even if you get out of here,
you're finished.
Maybe back home--
but this hard drive buys me
a whole new start
when I give it to the cartel...
(yells) Put it
on the ground
and get back
on your knees.
What, are you gonna k*ll us all?
There's about a hundred guys
out there--
I was planning on
letting them do it.
Never gonna make it, Connolly.
I spent a lifetime learning
how to disappear.
No one will find me.
No, I mean you're never
gonna make it out of here.
It's over for you,
whether you realize it or not.
You do realize those grenades
are from the guys on my side, right?
This whole mission was set up
to draw out the mole.
All right? You think I wasn't
gonna have an insurance policy?
Your only way out
is to surrender.
What the hell
are you talking about?
Put it down, Connolly!
Benicio?
I'm okay.
Key.
Can you walk?
Gonna have to-- got to get
to Henley and Carter now!
It worked out
like you said, Pride.
Let's save the celebrating
till we get back home safe.
Sergeant, let's go work.
All right, I think
I can get comms back on.
Patton, you there?
Hell yeah, we are.
Hey, it looks like
Connolly's the mole.
Yeah, we know--
he just tried to k*ll us.
It's all right now, though.
Except for the hundred
other guys outside
that also want to k*ll us.
We need a way out.
Unit radio's down.
We lost contact with the base.
Don't fear,
Triple P is here.
I have access to
the drone feed.
I'll give you a bird's-eye view.
PRIDE: Yeah, well,
make it fast.
They're zeroing in.
Hey, King,
it looks like
your best extraction point
is south of the compound.
Yeah, but you only got about
a minute before it's cut off.
All right, can you get word
to the SEALs?
Have them meet us there.
I'm on it.
Sergeant Halliday, lead the way!
Yes, sir!
Come on.
(g*nf*re continues)
(indistinct radio chatter)
I don't mean to interrupt.
(sighs):
Mm. You're not.
I wanted to say
good-bye, but...
I don't have the words.
Maybe you
don't need words.
Commander Watkins is...
being returned home.
The man who k*lled him
has been brought to justice,
and you played a big part
in all of that,
Sergeant Halliday.
You can call me Sydney now.
I'm being processed out.
Discharged.
I'm sorry to hear that.
I know how much
the Army means to you.
Do you?
I'm not sure anymore.
I joined to make something
of myself, I guess.
And so you did.
Yeah, not according
to chain of command.
Guess I never got comfortable
with that part of it.
Following orders
even when I don't agree.
Yeah, well, I might have some
trouble with that part myself
from time to time.
All I ever wanted was to serve.
Make a difference.
It's all over now.
(sighs)
There are other ways to serve.
The State Department?
Peace Corps?
Law enforcement.
(chuckles) Yeah,
I don't know if you noticed,
I don't play well with others.
You'll figure it out.
(softly):
Yeah.
♪ ♪
Commander Watkins...
was right about you.
You are a good soldier.
He was right about you, too.
You're a good man.
♪ ♪
Ready. Step.
♪ ♪
♪ I'm so near to you ♪
♪ I'm so near to you... ♪
You all right?
♪ As near as a bone
is to me... ♪
Hey.
Hey.
I thought, uh, everyone else
was gonna be here.
They will.
We need some time.
Right.
To talk.
Gregorio feels like we have
a lot to say to each other.
Well, yeah, she gave me an
earful, too, the other night.
She's right.
Look, I...
I should have told you
about the interview.
Yeah. You should've.
But I get that
it's complicated.
You've had a...
a lot of mixed feelings
about the team recently.
About me.
I don't know, I'm just...
I'm just trying to sort
out where I belong.
As far as I'm concerned,
you belong here.
Not just as an agent,
but as a friend, too.
But...
I won't stand in the way if...
an opportunity comes up.
♪ ♪
It did.
The FBI called me this morning.
And you're the first
person I'm telling.
The job is mine if I want it.
Whatcha gonna do?
Honestly?
(exhales)
I have no idea.
♪ Don't you fear me now ♪
♪ Because fear
is the darkest... ♪