13x13 - Bonafides

[bunniefuu]

Hey!

Reid.

Who did this? Do you have the notebook?

Talk to me, buddy.

Who did this to you?

Come on, man.

Vander.

Come on, buddy.

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Nah. No way, G.

You got it all wrong.
I'm with Kilbride on this one.

Mm-hmm.
Way to have my back there, partner.

Having a life isn't
the worst thing in the world.

All Kilbride did is make it clear,

if you don't use your leave,
you lose your leave.

Yeah, yeah.
Wait, are you already at work?

What are you talking about?

Wait a second.

You went in to work minutes early

so you could get that spot
in the carport

before Kilbride did, didn't you?

It's my spot.

Uh, it is not your spot.
It is a community spot.

Whatever. What are you doing today?

Anna wants to go to that, uh,
new motion picture museum,

so I'm waiting while she, uh,
stands in line at Eggslut.

Does she make you hold her purse?

I really hope Kilbride

doesn't have your precious
Challenger towed this morning.

It's a Hellcat.

Oh, it's so cute, you have
a nickname for your car.

Hellcat. That's what it is.

♪ But it's filled with love ♪

♪ That's grown in Southern ground... ♪

I mean, I'm tr... I'm trying
to keep an open mind here.

I'm just a little confused

- about what we're listening to.
- ♪ A cold beer on a Friday night ♪

♪ A pair of jeans that fit just right ♪

- Wow.
- ♪ And the radio up... ♪

This is... I mean, it's truly amazing.

It's just so good.

What's amazing to me

- is that you don't like this music.
- No, no. It's not

that I don't like this music.
I'm just not sure that I get it.

'Cause remember,
I grew up completely West Coast,

so for me it was

Sublime and Penny wise and Dr. Dre

and Jack Johnson when I'm feeling

like I need to be herbally enhanced.

But I am not a Neanderthal.

I am willing to evolve.
So why don't you tell me

why you, Kensi Blye, love this music

and feel the need to crank it.

Okay, so, if you were some dude in a bar

that I just met, I would
tell you that it's

because I grew up on bases
and-and this is the music

that played at American bases. Okay?

I'm sorry,
I didn't hear anything you said

after "some dude I met at a bar."

- Then my brain shut off.
- But!

- But...
- But, because it is you, my love,

I will tell you that I love this music

- because it makes me feel good.
- It makes you feel good.

- I mean, come on.
- "A cold beer on a Friday night

and a pair of jeans
that fit just right"?

Who needs more than that?

You know? I don't have
somebody telling me

that I need a $ ,
purse or a $ , car

- to be happy or worthy.
- No.

Jack Johnson just wants you
to eat these banana pancakes.

Oh!

♪ There's no
dollar sign on a piece of mind ♪

- Louder.
- ♪ This I've come to know ♪

- Yeah, crank it.
- Wait. ♪ So if you agree ♪

♪ Have a drink with me ♪

♪ Raise your glasses for a toast ♪

I'll have a drink with you.
♪ And a little bit of chicken fried ♪

♪ Cold beer on a Friday night... ♪

Yeehaw!

♪ That fit just right ♪

♪ And the radio up. ♪

All right, at this point, I have

complete control over the suspect,

and I can go to an arm bar

or knee-on-belly
if he continues to fight.

All right. Fatima,

your turn. Talk me through it as you go.

Okay.

Grab her, Rountree.

Okay, suspect grabs my clothing.

I cup his hand from underneath
using both my hands.

Press his palm using my fingers

and connect him to me.

Pull away, Rountree. All right.

Let him struggle.

- Then when he settles down...
- What next?

Then I use my body weight

to rotate his hand counterclockwise

as I step forward.

Maintain control.

Get out, Rountree. Move!

Yeah.

- Damn. I'm stuck.
- Yeah, that's right.

All right. Nice work.

Good.

Whew!

So,

Rountree, what happened?

She didn't att*ck me where I'm strong.

My arms, my core, my legs.

She focused all her strength
on the small bones in my wrist.

That's it.

That was awesome.

We need to do much more of this.

Training and reps. That's all

you can rely on in a live situation.

To put it in perspective,

when Sam and I were in the teams,

we would train for months

to get ready for a six-month deployment.

Think about that. months

of iron sharpening iron.

And that is one blade

I want nothing to do with.

Admiral.

As you were, Commander Herbert.

Thanks for coming by today.

My pleasure, sir.

Sam, I need to see you
in my office alone.

Copy that.

Good job.

- Thanks, Sam.
- All right, we're gonna

go through these a couple more times.

- Enter.
- Admiral.

- Hey, Sam.
- Hey.

Ah. Agent Hamilton joining us?

Yeah. Yeah. He's, uh,

working a sting targeting

suspected dirty federal agents.

I don't have all the details,

but yesterday

a young undercover A*F agent,

Scott Reid, was k*lled.

- Damn.
- Yeah.

A name came up during the investigation.

Percy Vander.

Now, he's listed

as a UC contact for one
of your undercover personas,

- Switch.
- Yeah, he was my...

Switch's mentor.

Gave me the bona fides
to operate on the street.

Yeah, I've been looking
through the Switch file here.

It's a very impressive

undercover persona.

You got a lot of results as Switch.

I did. I moved through
a lot of different worlds,

subcultures with that persona.

Is Switch still viable,
or did the cover get blown?

Well, that's unclear.

I'd have to make a phone call
to find out.

To the woman who goes
by the name of King?

Yeah.

I don't know whether she kept quiet

on the inside or if she
told people who I was, so...

Understood.

Lance thinks that Vander
had something to do

with the death of this young A*F agent.

And he wants me to use Switch

- to draw Vander out for him.
- Yes.

UC personas are tricky things.

To be good, to, um,

to feel real,

you have to have a part of you in them.

But when that happens, when that line

between person and persona gets blurred,

it's impossible

to keep the people we're
investigating at arm's length.

You're human. You let 'em in.

What's work? What's real?

Hard to tell.

Yeah.

I need you to tell me right now,
Agent Hanna.

Can you hunt this man Vander down?

Or are you too personally invested?

No.

I'm good.

I got this.

Hey, Sam.

Hey. Sorry about your man.

Thank you, brother.

He had a two-year-old boy.

Just got off the phone with his wife.

Damn.

Yeah.

So, there's a notebook floating around

with the names of federal agents
from Texas, Mississippi, Alabama,

all suspected of being dirty?

Tied to a wealthy ranch owner in Texas,

has ties to the Dixie Mafia.

And this ranch owner, he kept
names and records in a notebook?

He did. And then he d*ed.

In the way of the world,
his son Luke Gilroy

is looking to liquidate
his father's legacy.

And Luke sold the notebook to your man.

Yeah. Task force
picked up Luke last night.

Said he made the sale

and just walked away.

Were you backup?

Didn't make it in time.

Reid called me from L.A.

Said he set up the sale of the notebook,

had to move fast.

Didn't have time to wait.

Where does Vander fit into all of this?

I don't know, man.

Reid was bleeding out.

I asked him who did it.

He said Vander. I ran the name,

saw the connection to you.

You tight with this guy Vander?

Years ago, I used him to, uh,

get this undercover persona
up and running.

The most successful UC op I've ever had.

Bicoastal.

L.A., New York.

I want this son of a bitch.

Yeah.

- So, we have our own case?
- Yes, we do.

The FBI has reason to believe
that this civilian

aerospace engineer Ryan Logue

is in possession of
stolen Navy schematics.

- Tell me more. What type of schematics?
- We don't know

exactly, but we do know
they're highly classified.

Logue's division works exclusively

with a group within Naval
Special Warfare called N .

So, if Logue has the schematics

for the tech, what do we
think her endgame is?

We're thinking money.

FBI intercepted communications
between Logue

and a Ukrainian national
named Bohdan Amantas.

Amantas has been dealing high-level arms

illegally and legally for over a decade.

Okay, well, it looks like the FBI

has this pretty much covered,

so why are they calling us in?

Well, they can't find Logue or Amantas.

But Amantas has been in regular contact

with someone that this office
knows very well.

Oh. Henrik.

Omni's man in L.A.

- What's Omni?
- Transnational criminal organization.

Multiethnic.

He worked for them for years,
and then we, you know,

put him in prison.

Old Henrik has been
out on parole in L.A.

for over a year.

And now FBI wants
us to find out if Henrik here

- is involved in this case somehow.
- Okay.

Well, if Ryan Logue is trying
to sell top secret schematics,

maybe Henrik is trying to
broker the deal for Amantas.

Or Henrik is buying the
schematics directly for Omni.

Mm. Uh, can we track his location?

Already did
using the magic of social media.

Just posted at a house in the Flats.

Whoa. So,

$ million per bedroom,

which, you know, that seems fair.

Sheesh. Sending you
guys the location now.

- Thank you.
- This'll be fun.

I think you could buy the
entire town I grew up in

for $ million.

Welcome to L.A.

Thank you, Dana.

I will.

Okay.

Bye-bye.

That's a long call.

Lot of history with that woman.

She the one known as King
on the streets?

Yeah.

What'd she say? We good?

She never gave up Switch on the streets.

Never told anybody I was a cop.

The Switch persona's still viable.

And you trust her?

We have no choice but to trust her.

What's the play?

Well, Vander has a big personality,

but he's a calculated
and careful man, so...

And he's got love for Switch,

but he thinks I'm down
in Mexico City working,

so if I just announce I'm back,

it won't work. He won't trust it.

He won't trust Switch.
He'll stay hidden.

So, how do we smoke him out?

Have to do something that benefits him.

Get something done

that he wants done.

Let me guess. You got a plan?

Always.

So, you said you wanted
pool, privacy, view.

Baby, I got you

three out of four.
It's all within your budget. Come on.

You're stealing this from the sellers,
okay?

Grand theft mansion.

Vroom, vroom, vroom!

Ride that bull!

That's it. Cha-ching.

Henrik, old buddy, old pal.

NCIS.

What's up, agents?

NCIS? Is that that
tacky brokerage in the Valley?

No, no, we're not brokers.

We are federal law enforcement agents.

Oh. Secret agents.

Can they get preapproved
for a $ million mortgage?

Preapproved? No, we pay cash.

We need to talk.

Rexford, I'm gonna have to meet
you back at the office, huh?

Okay, okay, okay.

Are you guys in the market, by the way?

Actually, yes. Three-bedroom, two-bath,

little yard by the beach.

Okay. We-we have... I have that.

- You do?
- Yes.

$ . . It's a fixer,

but it's so pretty.

- Bye, Rexford.
- Bye.

Okay. Bye, secret agents.

Hey, guys.

You want to talk, let's talk.

Look, Ms. Wilson.

Wow.

Now, that is a work of art.
I don't think I can eat it.

I need to put it in a
frame and hang it up.

It's so good.

So, where we going?

Vander's superpower

is that he can move anything
illegal in the city at any time.

Doesn't matter how big
or small the cargo is.

He's never lost a shipment
to law enforcement.

Hmm.

Sounds like a lucrative market
to have cornered.

Yeah, for sure.

No one's challenged him
for years until now.

Chatter on the street is
there's a new, young crew

moving in on this market.

- What's up, Fatima?
- Hey, Sam.

We got a hit on that Korean biker g*ng.

I'm sending the location
to the Hellcat's GPS.

Copy that. Good work.

So, the plan is to team up
with a Korean biker g*ng.

Nah.

We're gonna rob 'em.

I like it.

- We're good to go.
- Copy that.

Did you find that
aerospace engineer Ryan Logue?

No. And I have all
of the searches running.

Facial rec, license plate, ATM.

Nothing.

You coming back from recess?

Funny.

This is a game ball I
was awarded in college.

Wanted to bring it in and
put it on my new desk.

Aw, you're doing the whole
personal item on the desk thing?

That's cute.

Maybe I'm just more sentimental
than you.

Mm, you think?

Oh, hey.

Looks like we got a hit
on Ryan Logue's ATM card.

She just withdrew her cash limit.

I'll let Kilbride know.

Maybe she's trying to run.

Or hide. There's a hotel right next

to the ATM.
If she was trying to check in,

cash would be the easiest way.

Oh, looks like Kilbride
wants you to meet Castor

at the ATM and look for Logue.

If you find her,
bring her to the boat shed

for a little noncustodial interview.

All right. Copy that.

Keep an eye on my game ball.

Come on. Let's go.

Sang.

_

Switch. Is that you, homey?

_

How long you been back in town?

- Been back a minute.
- Right on.

Then we're gonna have
to do some business.

Definitely.

Well, things have changed

since you were last in town.

Yeah. I heard you're moving in
on Vander's business.

Vander's an old man.

Times change. Things move on.

Sometimes
the tried and true way wins out,

though, you know what I mean?
Don't do it.

Now, we can end it all here now,
or we can dance.

Don't do something
you won't be alive to regret.

_

There you go.

There you go.

Yeah, it's like that.

Get the duffel bags.

- This ain't smart, Switch.
- I think it is.

Why don't you gently kick
that g*n that way?

Nice and easy. Nice and easy.

There you go.

How's the family? Everybody good?

Stay still. Don't die today.

Don't die today.

That was one hell of a plan.

Just another day at the office.

Look, guys, all that Omni,
my criminal past,

it's all done.

I started a new chapter in my biography.

Yeah, okay. Henrik the "Real at or."

It's actually Realtor.
It's only two sounds.

- That's what I said.
- No, you said "Real at or."

There's no "la."
I don't know what the "la" is.

You got to have a little bit
of respect for my profession.

- Yeah, all right.
- I think it's fantastic.

I'm really excited for you.

You're just skipping a chapter.
How does one go

from being an Omni member
to a legitimate

"Real at or"? I'm sorry. Realtor.

Omni gives me contacts that can afford

to buy Los Angeles real estate in cash.

- It's all on the up-and-up.
- No, of course it is.

Are you involved in any illegal dealings

- with Bohdan Amantas?
- No.

- No?
- I mean, I know him.

- Oh.
- But he's strictly a real estate client.

Looking for two houses right now.

One in the Hollywood Riviera,

- one in the Bird Streets.
- We think

you're helping Amantas buy
top secret U.S. m*llitary intel.

With all due respect, Deeks,

I could probably make
way more money off the guy

selling him real estate in Los Angeles

than any U.S. m*llitary secret.

- Hmm.
- That's so sad.

In order for you
to thank us for putting you

in that beautiful
ocean side jail cell...

- Remember that?
- Yeah, it was beautiful.

You're gonna help us find Amantas.

- Yeah. This is gonna be fun.
- Let's go.

- In the car. This is great.
- This is gonna be so fun.

This is gonna take time, guys. Come on.

No, it's gonna be great.

That is one hell of a haul.

We just stole a shipment from
Vander's main competition.

He had to hear about it by now.

Should definitely bring him
out of the shadows, huh?

Got to document this for evidence.

Vander already?

- Yeah. Dropped a GPS pin.
- Well,

let's go find him.

Thank you, Agent Castor.

My pleasure, Admiral.

O-Okay, th-this is ridiculous.

Okay, I have things to do.
What am I doing here?

We just have a few questions for you.

Sure, fine.

Just come on, make it quick.

Why did you check into a motel
near your house?

Neighbors are doing construction,

and I needed to sleep.

Oh. Needed to sleep

so much that you couldn't report
to work for the past

- two days?
- Yes.

- Ah.
- Why'd you no-show?

Why didn't you just call in sick?

Because I wasn't sick. I was tired.

These are the questions that
you brought me here to answer?

Would you rather talk

about Naval Special
Warfare N schematics?

We could,

but it's a lot of advanced physics

and engineering.

And let me guess. You two topped out

at state universities

with undergrad degrees?

Mm.

I don't believe that this is a day

you're going to remember fondly.

So, when was the last
time you saw this guy Vander?

At least four years.

It was at a club. West Hollywood.

I was deep
in this money laundering case,

and I was a little nervous
my cover had been blown.

Vander comes walking in
with this bottle of champagne,

and he pops the cork.

Flies right into my suspect's eye.

His eye blew up so fast.

Nobody could stop laughing.

I knew in that moment
my cover was still good.

- Sounds like a fun night.
- Man.

I still remember
how loud Vander laughed.

Sam, if, uh...

Vander was in any way responsible

for Agent Reid's death,
I'm not gonna hesitate.

I need to know you got my back.

I hear you.

I got you, Lance.

"'I'll find a way to use them.
Never fear.'

"'But how about my courage?'

"asked the Lion anxiously.

"'You have plenty of courage,
I am sure, ' answered Oz.

'All you need is
confidence in yourself.'"

How long do we let her sweat it out?

She'll break. She's
too much of a thinker.

Why didn't you let on
that the FBI has proof

she's been secretly downloading
the classified schematics?

'Cause we always have that chip to play.

It's not gonna go anywhere.

What we don't have

is proof that she's trying
to sell the schematics.

Okay.

See, people like her

will play it back over
and over again in their minds.

They'll make themselves crazy
wondering if they slipped up

somewhere along the line,

maybe left us a clue.

And when her brain finally says

that she didn't do every
little thing just perfectly,

- then she...
- Okay. I'll talk.

What she said.

Back to work.

You in the position?

Approaching the over watch vehicle.

Should be set up in seconds.

You got five.

Yo!

Vander!

Do my eyes deceive me,
or is that my main man

- Switch?
- Vander, what's good, baby?

You've been making some
waves since you've been back in L.A.

Yeah, well, I heard people in town

saying they do what you do, just better.

I ain't cool with that,
you know what I mean?

My man.

Can I come on board?

Man, get your ass on this boat, man.

My dude.

I'm in position,

- Sam. I got you.
- Okay, look.

I know I owe you guys and
everything, but come on, man.

This is, like, a big ask. Amantas

is never gonna forgive me for

- bringing the fuzz to his house.
- Never.

A Which means I could
lose my biggest client. "Fuzz."

You know I had a ten-month plan
for going completely legitimate?

Then you guys had to
walk up the driveway.

This guy never stops talking.

Oh, that's a big statement
coming from you.

That's my point.

- It's just so ironic.
- What's ironic?

- Let me tell you what's ironic, okay?
- Oh, I can't wait for this.

That helping law enforcement

is gonna make it
that much more difficult

for me to earn an honest living.

Let me just break this down for you.

You are selling
multimillion-dollar houses

to criminals

- because you are a criminal.
- Wait a minute.

Was a criminal, okay? Was, coz.

You ever hear of the concept
of reform, my man?

Okay, I think somebody
needs to explain the concept

- of an honest living to you.
- Oh, please.

Okay, like,
wh-who's to say any profession

is an honest living anymore?

Society. Department of Justice.

- Moses. I can keep going.
- Yeah.

- Never heard of any of 'em.
- Dear God.

Trying to get me drunk.

Appreciate you.

My man.

You been in México this whole time?

Yeah.

Lot of things to get done
down there, you know?

I got to put systems in
place, a way of doing things.

Mm-hmm. That'll take some time.

For sure.

You know, I appreciate what you did.

Stealing this shipment's
gonna set them Koreans back

- in a big way.
- Hmm.

Well, you can get the
product back to the owners,

buy yourself some credit.

That deal's already set in motion, baby.

Everybody wins.

So,

this play in México.

That's all yours. Tell me about it.

There's a lot to tell.

Good thing I got a lot
of bottles to pop on this bitch.

Definitely got a lot of
bottles to pop, huh?

Okay. Okay.

I'll admit to
downloading those schematics.

- I... But I won't admit...
- So,

you will admit to doing something

that we already have
irrefutable proof that you did.

Congratulations.

You're looking
at real federal prison time.

Maybe.

Have you given any real thought

to how someone
with your physical attributes

and survival capabilities
would fare in federal prison?

What do you want from me?

Who is Bohdan Amantas,

and how did you meet him?

Does-does Amantas know
that-that I'm here with NCIS?

That depends on your
level of cooperation.

Please.

Please, you have to help me.

This-this was all his plan.

I was coming home
from a sports bar one night

after the game, and two guys

that worked for Amantas,
they came up to me.

- When was this?
- I-I... I don't know exactly.

- Well, think. This is important.
- Uh...

- When did he contact you?
- It was,

uh, a week ago. Tuesday.

Okay. Thank you.

They told me that if I didn't steal

those schematics...

...they'd k*ll my family.

You're not married. No kids.

Who did they thr*aten to k*ll?
Your-your father?

- Your mother?
- My mother d*ed

- two years ago.
- Aw.

I'm sorry.

- Thank you.
- So,

they threatened to k*ll your father.

- Yes.
- And where is he?

We will get a protection
detail there right away.

He-he lives in, uh, Minnesota.

And what's the address?

I don't know. It's a...

It's a care facility. Uh...

Shore Lake Assisted Living.

All right.

Thanks.

Um, who was playing?

- Excuse me?
- Well, that night

at the sports bar. Just curious.

I mean, I've never known

a Kings fan with roots in Minnesota.

Oh, yeah. I'm a big Minnesota Wild fan.

Ah.

The Kings game was on,

but it was just something to watch.

Yeah, yeah.

Nice work, kid.

Painting that federal prison picture.

That got her talking.

Yeah, but that was amazing,

what you did in there.
I mean, let me guess.

There wasn't even
a Kings game on that night.

Not in the entire week.

- Wow.
- Devil's in the details.

And remember, she's a thinker.

She thinks that the story

sounds better with details.

Mm.

But mainly, she just thinks
she's smarter than us.

Yeah, and when she starts
spitting out details

without thinking...

- Then holes get exposed.
- Hmm.

Anything else about that story
seem odd to you?

Shore Lake Assisted Living
is a hospice facility.

So, why would Amantas

thr*aten an old man
that's already dying?

Mm.

That old man, if he even exists,

would probably welcome

Amantas' b*llet right about now.

Right knee.

Right elbow.

Left knee.

I told you not to disturb
my workouts, Henrik.

Uh, I am sorry, sir...

And who are these strangers?

We're federal agents.

Investigator Martin Deeks,

this is Special Agent Kensi Blye

with NCIS, we're here
to ask you a few questions.

I've got this.

Take a walk.

Bye, guys.

Henrik,

this is a breach of my trust.

You'll never do another
real estate deal for me.

I-I'm sorry, I...

I understand, sir.

Okay. Go with the guys.

We've got Sugar fish in the truck.

Help yourself.

Thank you.

Do you know a woman named Ryan Logue?

Why am I supposed to be
answering your questions?

Because we're asking nicely.

And the fact that you have three houses

in escrow across Los Angeles,
and if you don't want

to answer the questions,
that's fine, gives us

all sorts of extra time
to investigate where you got

the money for those down payments.

So don't answer questions, just send us

tax returns for the past three years.

PDF files are fine.

You two are hilarious.

- Ah. We're funny.
- Thanks.

I know that name, Ryan Logue,
but I don't know her.

That's interesting, 'cause
she said that you threatened

to k*ll her father if she didn't steal

top secret m*llitary files for you.

Is that what she said?

That is what she said.

Logue contacted my people,

wanted to sell us some U.S.
m*llitary engineering schematics.

- How much did she want for it?
- Never got that far.

My people shut her down,
told her we weren't interested

in doing business with people
we don't know.

You weren't
interested in what she was selling?

My people are well-trained.

They didn't let her say
what she was selling.

Hmm. So, engineer with
a top secret clearance

says one thing,

Eastern European criminal
says another, so why...

"Eastern European criminal"?

Ouch.

I am a legitimate arms dealer.

Well, that's debatable.

So, why should we trust you over Logue?

You got good computer people
that work for you?

- Yes.
- The best.

Have your people hack into
this site on the dark web.

You will find that Logue
is the one trying

to drum up a buyer
for what she's selling.

Thank you.

You have a card, Agent Blye?

I'm sorry?

You know, in case I
think of anything else?

That's okay, you can just call me.

Just call him.

Collect.

I'm gonna go grab some Sugar fish.

- Hey...
- He called us "sirs."

- Sirs!"
- Sir," remember?

Oh, man.

Oh, man. I forgot about that.

Mm-hmm. That was crazy.

You know, on a sidebar, man, you-you...

you did me a real solid, man.

So what can, uh,

Big Vander do for the O.G. Switch?

Okay, Big Vander, well...

I've been hearing rumors on the street.

There's a notebook floating around.

All right?

This notebook has the names of a bunch

of dirty federal agents.

If you're part of that, I want in.

You feel me?

It would be really helpful

for what I'm working on in Mexico.

Damn, Switch.

What's up?

I not only liked you,
I trusted you, fam.

Hey, yo, yo, yo. Vander.

- Guys...
- I only got a sh*t

on one of the gunmen, Sam.

Vander, what's going on, man?

Switch, you screwed up, son.

Sam, you need to get out of there now.

I don't have the sh*t, Sam.
You got to move.

Come on, Sam.

Search him.

Vander just went to the lower deck.

Vander!

Vander.

Drop the g*n.

No sh*t. I repeat, no sh*t.

You got to get Vander to move outside.

You need to put the g*n down.

You know me, I can't go out like that.

Only the cops know I had that notebook.

How you know about it, then, Switch?

Move him into view, Sam.

Give me a clear sh*t.

Vander, I can help you,

but you need to put that g*n down.

The cops want that notebook.

You're a cop, Switch, you a damn cop.

Vander, there's a sn*per
across the parking lot!

It's over.

Put the g*n down.

I loved you like a son.

How you gonna do me like that?

Vander, we can deal with this.

Okay?

Just put the g*n down.

I can't do jail time.

Vander, don't go outside.

Don't go outside!

Come back, come back.

Vander.

Vander, don't go outside!

I can't go out like no bitch.

No!

Yeah, Amantas was telling the truth.

I unlocked the encrypted name

and traced it back to an I.P. address

that Ryan Logue was using.

Logue was trying to find
a buyer on the dark web

for the schematics, but, uh,

it doesn't look like she was
having much luck, though.

This whole "being a criminal"
thing is harder than it looks.

Well, she probably figured
she'd done the hard part

by stealing the schematics
and getting away with it.

But no pro is gonna want

to do business with someone
they've never met,

someone who just contacts them
out of the blue.

That's got "law enforcement
operation" written all over it.

Yeah. Fill in Kilbride,
and hopefully he can use

all of this as leverage

to get Logue to turn over
her copies of the schematics.

Copy that.

Were you able to get anyone
to check on my dad?

Nah, we didn't even try.

What?

Your whole story was a lie.

Railroading innocent people.

Yeah, this is exactly why
everyone hates law enforcement.

Oh, I don't think everyone hates us.

No, I would actually argue that
it's a very small percentage

of Americans who really hate us.

You need to let me go right now.

No, actually, we don't.

What we do need from you

is your copy of the Naval
schematics that you stole.

I didn't steal any...

And your friend Bohdan Amantas

is happy to go on record that you

approached him, unsolicited,
to sell him those schematics.

I'm feeling pretty good
about my state university

undergrad degree right about now.

I'm sorry, Sam.

Don't be.

You did your job.

It was my fault getting
so attached to a mark.

It ain't a fault.

Just means you're a human being.

He wasn't a good dude.

Had Agent Reid k*lled,

left a two-year-old
toddler without a dad.

Yeah.

He was gonna take that list of
dirty agents, blackmail them

and make them work for him.

That never could happen.

And it won't.

My task force just found the notebook.

Vander's crash pad in Tarzan a.

It still hurts.

Vander wasn't only a mentor
to Switch, he was...

I know, man.

I know.

Leaving already, are you?

Admiral.

Yes, sir.

I can only take L.A. in -hour chunks,

so back down to San Diego.

Yeah, I can remember fondly
the days when I didn't call

this plastic town my primary residence.

You know, Admiral,
I-I just wanted to say thanks.

Thanks for bringing me in.

This new training company I started,

it's a big financial risk for my family,

I-I just wanted to say... Stop.

After Ramadi, uh...

...after your service, it's a pleasure

to support your training company.

To that end,
the director of NCIS agrees with me.

You will be providing monthly training

to all NCIS agents under my purview

on the West Coast, with hopes of rolling

this program out nationwide.

Sir...

Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

Hooyah.

It's gonna be fine, okay?
It's gonna be fine.

It's gonna be okay. Okay,
let's just go out. There he is.

- I don't want to go.
- It's okay.

- I'm gonna miss you.
- We should go.

Okay, baby, go ahead.

It's gonna be all right, kid. I promise.

Where are we going?

To introduce you to
that woman in the car.

She's very nice.

She's wanted to meet
you for a long time.

What's her name?

Henrietta.

What's her name?

Henrietta.