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- Do I know you?
- Masahun.

Masahun found a new game.

The lone female,
he figured I'd be the weakest,

so he forced me to choose.

- Made you chose what?
- Who died next.

Anshiri, King or Hale.

I should have saved them.

His name is Nigel Hakim,

and is working as a guest
out of their embassy.

Who would have him as a guest?
Don't they know who he is?

They seem to know him
as a humanitarian.

Deputy Ambassador
Sybil Rigg, Mr. Hakim.

Just say one word
for me-- infidels.

To indulge this
delusion would be...

Just say it!

I just left the British embassy.

I told the deputy ambassador
that Hakim is Masahun.

- She believe it this time?
- No, but she did say that

Hakim was spooked enough
to charter a flight

back to London this evening.

Your passenger--
get him out here!

Guy booked another charter
out of Reagan.

You killed so many of
my brothers. Infidel.

Oh, that's cute, old man.
Take your best shot.

That wasn't even close
to my best shot, young man.

I've been nothing
but good to you.

Why would you want
to leave us?

Your food is too salty.

You do look
a little bloated.

Or maybe it's the weight
you've put on

since we first crossed paths.

Why don't you refresh my memory?

The sadistic pig.
I remember now.

I could never forget you.

The man who killed my brothers.

I can understand
Agent Sloane's reaction,

seeing me after all these years.

I had the exact same one when
I saw you again in your office.

Well, you've got a great
poker face.

Yes.

Unlike Sloane,

I chose to wait for my moment,

which, as it turns out...

- ...is now.
- Hakim?

Put that down.

There's been enough violence.

Zaiyema, he killed my
brothers, he killed your...

We are at war, Hakim.

That is what happens.

But it is time
to stop the violence,

not perpetuate it.

And I believe

there are many good Americans

who feel the same way.

We can use him.

- Good luck with that.
- I think

with the proper... incentive...

...you will come
to see our side of things.

And if he doesn't?

Then you can do
whatever you want with him.

♪ NCIS 16x01 ♪
Destiny's Child
Original Air Date on September 25, 2018

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

He disappeared a few weeks ago.

His vehicle was never recovered.

Sorry. I don't...
I don't know him.

Sure about that, Joey?

Oh, sure as sugar, Mr. G-Man.

Okay, then, what are you doing
driving around with his rims?

Well...

actually, it's a...
- Hey.

- Got a minute?
- Nope.

Uh, it's just that I have

these pipette requisition forms

that really need
to be signed

and since you are
acting director

till we find the real one...

Hear this guy might know
where Hakim is hiding Vance.

- No, he doesn't.
- How can you tell?

...like, 300 large.
Didn't have the cash.

Never mind.

...then he noticed

that I liked his
new rims, so...

You got the rims from Markie D.

Yup.
Okay.

Do you know where
Markie D got the rims?

I didn't ask.

I'm just trying
to keep my nose clean

while I take my real estate exam.
- I'm gonna arrest you now.

Chop shop, 12th and Elm,

passcode at the door is
"gummies."

He may not know
where Vance is,

but hey, at least
you got a lead.

Didn't sign my thing.

There you are. I have
been trying to text you.

Did you turn your
cell off again?

I am done
signing things today.

Well, it's my job to make sure
that you sign things, but...

Vance. Vance. Not me.

He can play catch-up
when he gets back, okay?

That's what I was
texting you about.

Agent Torres is calling
from Afghanistan.

He's got news.

Four weeks. Four weeks
I've been in this hellhole.

Also how long
it's been since I've slept.

- What do you got?
- Well, a desert rash,

a fungus on my big toe and
it's so dusty I can't wax my...

About Vance.

Gibbs, so I've been following
the director's trail

all over the country and, uh...

"And, uh..." what?

I don't think he's here.

One of the embeds picked up
chatter that suggests

the Kabul landing
was a decoy.

Hakim faked us.

Yeah, well, that damn plane
is somewhere. - Hello?

From what we gather,

Vance might never have even
left the States.

I would look for another year,
no doubt about it.

- Copy that.
- But I don't think I'm gonna find him.

Uh, I think we just did.

Bishop?

Four men
robbed a local Virginia bank

this morning.

Investigators
have now released...

What am I looking at?

...of the incident
with the hopes that...

This.

Torres.

You seeing this?

Is, uh, that...

Director Vance?

Yup.

That looks like Leon.

Well, that's
either the director

or aliens created
a perfect clone.

I just saw the news.

Hakim's group
is taking credit.

Ah. Oh, my God, it's really him.

Or a perfect clone.
Right?

Yeah, I kind of
buy that more.

Well, clearly,
Leon was forced into this

and he's not one
to bend easily.

I can't even imagine what
Hakim's done to him.

What's Hakim's endgame?

Humiliation? Publicity?

His endgame is always
chaos and pain.

And I led him
right to Vance.

It's not your fault.

Forget it, Gibbs.

If I just hadn't
overreacted

when I first
saw Hakim, I...

I would've done
the same thing.

Instead of losing my cool,

I should've bided my time

and stalked that man
like the monster he is

and put him down
like a rabid dog.

Course we might diverge
a little in the end there.

I won't make that mistake again.

I promise you that.

Daily observation five:

never get on Agent Sloane's
bad side.

Wait, so what exactly was
Torres upset he couldn't wax?

I don't know, McGee.
He didn't get that far.

He'll be back tonight.
You can ask him yourself.

- Yeah, but...
- Okay, I'm a little uncomfortable

this is the part of the story
that you're focusing on.

You must be Agents McGee
and Bishop.

Myron Holt. Bank manager.

I assume you're not
here to rob us, as well.

No, Mr. Holt.

And we are just as
confused as you are

about our director's
role in this.

Yeah, we're hoping you can shed
some light on what happened.

It's not that complicated.

Four weeks ago, we received this
court order to freeze the assets

of Nigel Hakim's charity--

over $5 million
in bearer bonds--

and consolidate them
in this branch.

So, Hakim is after his money.

He also made off with
an additional $2 million

in gold bullion from our vault.

Director Vance ordered this
right before he disappeared.

Which means he was one
of the few people who knew

the bonds were here.

Funny that.

So, where was he
during the robbery?

He stayed out there
to watch the customers.

Fired a few warning shots
to any would-be heroes.

Hakim trusted him with a gun.

Funny that.

Again.

Look, whatever is going on,

our director was not
a willing participant.

Yeah. I totally got that
by the way he robbed my bank.

Now, if you'll
excuse me...

You think that's why Hakim
kidnapped the director?

Because he knew where
Hakim's money was?

I hope not.

Hakim's got his money,

so what happens
to Vance?

Well, they're all
waiting for you

and I still need you to sign...

- Vice Admiral, please.
- I've ordered every...

What if we're just playing
into their hands

and we don't even
know it, Admiral?

We have to assume that Director
Vance has been compromised.

I disagree completely.

Well, I presume that
we've changed any and all

cyber security codes that
Director Vance had access to?

Yes, as well as recall any
covert agents whose identities

he could compromise.
- That's not...

Do you have a list of that
you could copy my government?

- Hey!
- Special Agent Gibbs,

we were just discussing the...

Your next move
to find Leon Vance?

No, actually.

The man just robbed a bank.

That has national security
implications.

You can't let
your personal involvement

cloud your judgment.
- Oh, no. Don't do it.

Excuse me for a second, sir.

"Personal involvement"?

You mean how
Nigel Hakim

relentlessly tortured me
for months?

Is that what you mean?
I heard about that.

Agent Sloane,
it's no one's intention

to denigrate
your situation.

Oh, come on,
don't even go there.

I tried to tell you that you
were harboring a known terrorist

and you called me crazy.

Yeah, I heard that, too.

- You protected him.
- And I was wrong.

Since that time, I've done
everything within my power

to set it right.

I have worked
night and day

to locate Director Vance

and I'm in contact
with Interpol to flag

any attempt by Hakim to move
the stolen gold bullion.

But beyond that,

all I can offer is my apologies.

You are the worst texter
in the world.

She made me come here.

I ask for news about my dad
and get something back

about an admiral
and gold bullion.

Punctuation, it's your friend.

I thought you had
a school thing tonight.

I gave up.

It's not easy rushing a sorority

with a balding, middle-aged man
following you around.

No offense, Rod.

It's the sad truth.

Not to mention your dad on TV,
robbing banks.

You gonna come in?

Well?

What happened at the meeting?

They want your dad back
as much as you do.

But if you insist
to stay at school,

then Agent Beecham is
gonna be there, too.

Believe me, I don't
want to stay.

I want to go be with my
brother and aunt in Maine.

But that's not the way
my father raised me.

You don't quit.
Life goes on.

Life is gonna go on,
isn't it?

We're gonna find your dad.

I'm gonna find... your dad.

But you saw the news.

What have they done to him?

Nothing that can't be undone.

- He is as tough as they come.
- Agent Gibbs.

There's news.
The television.

Please tell me it's not
another bank robbery.

This video was just uploaded
to an extremist website

associated with wanted terrorist
Nigel Hakim.

For years, brother Hakim
has been working in the shadows,

fighting the American oppressors
in Afghanistan.

- Gibbs...
- He's alive.

Alive, focus on that.

You've been complacent,
fighting an endless war

that has cost Afghans everything
and Americans nothing.

But that is about to change.

What the hell was that?

- Sitrep.
-The explosion was at a strip mall

in Cherrywood, and there
was just another one

outside Salt Lake City.
- How many?

Well, in total,
12 dead, 50 injured.

Torres just landed.
He came straight in.

He's in touch with
first responders.

Thanks.

The primary targets
seem to be

Navy recruitment centers.

Southwest Field Office has
a team headed to Salt Lake.

Bishop, MTAC.
Coordinate with Salt Lake.

Torres, go meet McGee.
Maybe shower first.

That bad?

They're fumigating the lobby
as we speak.

Hey, we're out of time, Gibbs.

Which is why I need to speak
to Ambassador Rigg

and see if she was able
to trace the bullion.

Not a good idea.

Yeah, so you told me.

Hey, Gibbs...

You think Hakim got to him?

Got to him?

You know, like Homeland.

Homeland?

Yeah, I mean, I'm saying
look at him.

He looks like a zombie.

- He didn't even blink once.
- Actually, he did.

Five times, to be precise,
in a six-minute video.

And if that wasn't
weird enough,

you are gonna love--
Whoa, oh, what's that smell?

It's called dedication.

What am I gonna love?

What just arrived at my lab.

This is one
of the warning shots

that Director Vance fired
during the robbery.

He actually fired
three total.

All three bull's-eyes.

Now, that's no coincidence.

So I'm thinking either the
director hates eyeballs...

or...
- It's a message.

Right, because
who hates eyeballs?

And I am thinking
the message is,

"Look into my eyes."

I think he was giving us
a heads-up on the blinks.

Take a look at which words
they happen over.

The reality is - No blink. - that you are not
hated for your freedom...

...but for your immoral policies...
- No blink. No blink. No Blink.

...which have created
an avalanche of...

Blink on the word "avalanche."

Then he does it again
here twice.

- And you've poisoned God's apple.
- Blink.

Until you remove your troops
from our country,

there will be no mercy
for your lifeless soul.

Blink.
Over "apple" and "lifeless."

Get to the point.

Well, McGee says that Abby
usually kind of, like,

winds up to it...
I'm wound.

Okay, uh, but here is
the full list.

Avalanche, apple, lifeless,
karma, yearning.

- What does it mean?
- Oh, well...

I thought you would know.

Retail activity has
sputtered to a halt

as authorities urge citizens
to avoid crowded areas.

As predicted,

panicking like little children.

Over what?

You blew up two malls.

Do you know how many malls
blow up every week

where I come from?

And no one in your country
even flinches.

Your freedom
costs you nothing.

Please, you're not a freedom
fighter, you're a psychopath.

Enough!

We are not animals, Hakim.

Oh, really?

He's done everything except
howl at the moon.

He is angry.
And for good reason.

But perhaps your leaders
will now understand

the price for waging
endless war in my country,

and withdraw its troops.

The United States of America
will never submit to blackmail.

Oh, I think it will.

Especially after you give us
NCIS's security codes

to the Bethesda Naval
Nuclear Test Station.

There's something about
irradiated playgrounds

that takes the fight
right out of people.

You want to cause a meltdown?

You can forget it.

I went into that bank,
I read your statement.

But you'll never get
those codes out of me.

Need I remind you
what is at stake?

And after I'm done with her,

I'll find your son,

wherever he's hiding.

Well, good luck with that.

You'll never get close
to my kids now.

You missed the window, Chuck.

That picture was taken
yesterday.

Well, yesterday was
before my close-up.

What did you do?

What did you do?!

Kill the girl.

Really? You've never
heard of Taylor Swift?

Yeah, well, have you
ever heard of Cat Stevens?

He actually goes by
Yusuf Islam now.

Okay, bad example.
I'm just saying

"The Sociology
of Taylor Swift"

is not a real class.

I mean, what do you
even study?

The interplay
of gender and race

using a pop-cultural icon

to make a feminist critique
on modern media.

Okay, yeah, that's
probably important.

Oh, really?

Run!

- Gibbs.
- Oh, I got you.

I got you, Kayla.

How did you know?

Your dad.

I'm guessing they got
my message.

- I want those codes.
- Mm.

Maybe another time.

You want to play games?

Your children may be safe,
but how many others aren't?

Their blood will be
on your hands.

Those nuclear codes
would do you no good.

The Pentagon would have
changed them by now.

So give them to me.

Hakim, Zaiyema would
like a word.

You would do well to remember
what Zaiyema told you.

The moment you are
useless to us,

you're mine.

So don't give us those codes.

I would actually prefer it.

Stay here, Jaah.

If he opens his mouth,
make him bleed more.

You need to drink something,
Director.

I'm good, Jaah.

My name isn't Jaah.

It's Rickman.

Nazy Rickman, CIA.

Now, drink,
before he comes back.

We have to figure out
how to get you out of here.

The priority should be
stopping Hakim.

Which you're gonna have
to do from the outside.

If I blow my cover...
It would jeopardize

every other agent you've come
into contact with, understood.

Okay, so what's the plan?

I've been trying to get
a message to my handlers

to let them know where you are.

Can you get me a-a cell?

Won't do any good.

He's got cell jammers
all over the compound.

Hakim isn't taking
any chances with you.

When he said you killed
his brothers,

he wasn't being poetic.

Those were his actual brothers.

And Zaiyema is their mother?

Lovely family.

This... this is personal
for them.

Well, for the record,

it's personal for us, too.

Agent Sloane. Did we
have an appointment?

I'm so sorry to bother you
at home, I just, uh--

Wow, what a gorgeous place.

Uh, would you mind
if I took a load off?

I am exhausted,
as I'm sure you are.

But with everything
that's been going on,

I just wanted
an update

ASAP about your contact
from Interpol.

Oh, right. But of course.

Well, unfortunately,

there's not
much to report.

I put out a
Purple Notice

on the gold bullion Hakim stole,

and now, we...
well, we just have to wait.

Not one of my better traits
when it comes to that guy.

I have noticed.

I would like to extend
my condolences on your agent.

And I would also like

to personally apologize
again to you.

I am so sorry

I didn't believe you
when you told me about Hakim.

Oh, don't-- it's okay.
Honestly, I accept your apology.

I have certainly made
a lot of mistakes myself.

Starting with losing my cool
the night I saw him again.

Yes, well, certainly,
no one blames you now.

I blame me.

I mean, I know better.

Never tip your hand.

Revenge 101.

Revenge? I prefer justice.

Sometimes they're
the same thing.

In any case,

if I had just waited for
the right time to make my move,

it would've saved
a lot of people a lot of pain.

Yes, well,

hindsight is always 20/20.

True. But the good news is,
I've learned my lesson

and I won't make
that mistake again.

So, is there anything else
I can help you with?

Actually, there is.

The FBI never mentioned what
Hakim stole from that bank vault

in their draft report.

So...

how the hell did you know
it was gold bullion?

Now, normally, I'd be thinking
you had a really bad day,

but considering you were
trying to kill

Director Vance's daughter,

perhaps it's better that Gibbs
didn't capture you alive.

Depends on what you got.
What do you got?

Well, we already know
the cause of death: you.

- Ducky?
- I came down

to give a hand in the autopsy

of our
fallen comrade.

Who is this guy?

We don't know.

I have been tearing
through this body,

inside and out, quite literally,
trying to find something

that will lead us closer
to Director Vance.

His last meal could pinpoint
a particular restaurant, uh,

dirt under the fingernails,
a certain area.

- Unfortunately...
-You have nothing.

I can't even get ahold
of Agent Sloane

to see if she recognizes him
from Afghanistan.

Where is she?

We got an ID on the shooter.
Kasie matched the prints.

And the agents are escorting
Vance's son back from Maine.

How long?

Uh, he'll be in protective
custody within the hour.

- How is Kayla doing?
- Angry,

scared and worried
there's more like him.

His name is Rafi Paiz,
by the way.

- American.
- As apple pie.

Grew up in Iowa, went to
college in Charlottesville,

manages a custodial department
at a Virginia Tech firm,

Glowbeam Technologies.

I'm not getting an Afghan
freedom fighter vibe

from this guy.

No.
Which makes you wonder how many

other extremists Hakim has
hiding in their regular lives

just waiting to be activated.

At least one more.

Tea, darling?

What are you doing?

Preparing to torture you.

A ZNN breaking news update.

Authorities have confirmed...

Not a moment too soon, it seems.

You are violating

every diplomatic immunity law
on the books.

Then I'd better get
my money's worth.

I don't know anything.

You knew that Hakim stole
the gold bullion.

And the only way
you could've known that

is if you were working with him.

Have you lost your mind?

Probably.

This looks good.

So...

Now, where are they holding
Director Vance?

I-I must have overheard

about the gold
from someone at your agency.

One more time.

Where's Director Vance?

The State Department.

The-the State Department,
they sent me an e-mail.

Wrong answer!

Stop. Please, stop.

What's Hakim's next target?

I don't know. You're making
a terrible mistake.

You're not thinking clearly.

Please, stop.

Are you trying to find
your monster or become one?

- Where is it?
- Where's what?

- The e-mail from State.
- On my laptop.

Oh, God.

I'm so sorry.

Please untie me.

Of course.

Oh, God,

I don't... I don't know
what to say.

The way you defended Hakim
when I first met you,

and then you mentioned
the gold bullion theft, and...

It's all right.

You made a mistake.

- It's all right.
- No. Oh, my God.

After what you've
been through, it...

it happens.

But as it turns out,

your instincts
were spot-on.

- Salaam.
- Get me Hakim.

We've got a problem.

Our Rafi,
working with terrorists?

You got the wrong guy.

We watched Beaches
in the office last week.

Rafi couldn't stop crying.

Whoa. Okay.
What can I do to help?

You can tell us what Rafi did
for you guys,

and, uh, what it is that you do.

I'm still a little fuzzy on it.

I explained it all in the car.

No, you moved your mouth,
and all I heard was...

It's simple.

Glowbeam encrypts
Internet traffic.

McGee, come on.
Was that so hard?

And we're one
of the biggest.

Dozens of Fortune 500 companies
are our clients,

as well as several
state governments.

So what was Rafi's job?

You're looking at it.
He was a janitor.

He kept our encryption
engine clean.

What, you use lava lamps
as an encryption engine?

No AES or key block ciphers?

They're our
secret recipe.

Good encryption requires
random numbers, right?

But computers aren't
so good at being random.

If you can help them,
you get better encryption.

So you taped the random
movements of these lava lamps

and you turned
that signal

into random numbers
and then you, well,

you do something with it.

Encrypt the Internet, yes.

Torres, I'm impressed.

Oh, don't be.
Lava lamps and I go back.

I was six years old.

My parents had one
in their bedroom.

I touched it, okay?
What kid wouldn't?

But I burned
myself so bad

that I missed the
Little League regionals.

I, um,
I think that we should interview

every employee that came
in contact with Rafi.

Of course.

I've been afraid to ask,
but do you think

we're some sort of target?

Well, there's no evidence
to suggest that.

But let's not take
anything for granted.

All right. Come on.

Are you gonna hit me
in the face again?

I said I was sorry.

We don't have a lot of time.

Hakim was called away
on something urgent,

but I was able to get one
of his burner phones.

Uh, t-there's no...
there's no signal.

Jammer's still on. Wait here.

I'm gonna try and reset it.

You'll only have a small window
to make a call.

I got a better idea.

Give me a gun and point me
toward the exit.

We'll never make it.

That being said...

if you don't get a signal

in the next 60 seconds,
that means I was caught.

You have another 30
before they come for you.

Got it.

- Are you sure you want to do this?
- No.

Me, neither.

Did you say lava lamps?

That's what I heard.

Uh, w-we know, but, uh,
apparently, it's a thing.

- You think Hakim
- You can Google it.

is planning some kind of
cyberattack on the facility?

Special Agents McGee and Torres
are looking into it.

Well, mostly McGee.

Well, we can't
let them hit us again.

People are already panicking.

I just got a report
of a stampede

an hour ago
at the Mall of America.

A car backfired.

Yeah, well, that's gonna happen
if things keep blowing up.

Yep. And Hakim knows it.

How much longer do you need the
satellite recon, Agent Gibbs?

We will let you know.
What satellite recon?

This is Gibbs. Who is this?

I'll give you three guesses.

Vance.

Leon Vance.

You are now on speaker.

You need to get ahold
of Vice Admiral Halsey.

I'm here, Leon. Y-You okay?

Yeah, I'm okay for now.

Please alert CIA I made contact
with one of their assets.

Uh, Nazy Rickman.

- He's the one that smuggled me this cell.
- Leon, where are you?

Rickman says we're on
some kind of an estate

neat an abandoned
toy factory in Largo.

- Bishop.
- Uh, on it.

Hakim has been trying
to get my access codes

to the Bethesda nuclear station.

I presume that you've
changed them.

We've changed
every code you had.

But in the interest of caution,

I propose we institute
Operation Lockdown.

I concur.

Leon. You hang in there.
We're gonna find you.

Leon! Are you there?

Yes? Can you...

Oh...

You get through?

Yeah, but I ran out of quarters.

Sorry. I had to turn
the jammers back on

before anyone noticed.
Don't worry.

I was able to warn them
about the Bethesda reactor.

They're instituting a
cybersecurity protocol

that will completely block it
from all outside access.

Yes. We heard.

And it was much appreciated.

Oh.

This one actually
has a firing pin.

You see, Mr. Vance,

I didn't actually need
those codes

to hack your nuclear facility.

I needed you to do
exactly what you just did.

I just need two seconds
of your time

to sign this form right here.

Bishop, sitrep.

Bethesda Nuclear's
on lockdown,

and Torres is still interviewing
people at Glowbeam.

And McGee is letting

the CIA know that Vance
made contact with their agent.

We get a location yet?
No, and we have a problem.

Agent Rickman told Vance
he was being held

near an abandoned toy factory
in Largo.

Except there
are no abandoned

toy factories
in Largo.

Or any abandoned
factories at all.

The entire area's
been gentrified,

which really makes you question the...
- Yeah, yeah, I got it.

- What's with the fan?
- Oh, the A/C isn't working in my lab.

Yeah, now that you mention it,
it is kind of warm in here.

The compressor unit is
on the fritz and ever since

that fake HVAC guy
infiltrated NCIS,

Director Vance has
required his approval

for all maintenance
requests.

Hey, what fake
HVAC guy?

I got to talk to CIA now.

I just got off the phone
with them. We got a problem.

They told me that
Agent Rickman

was killed eight months ago
by Hakim's men.

So who was the director
talking to?

We're being played.

Bishop, McGee,
let's go.

I understand your concern,

Agent Gibbs, but, uh, as you can
see, our entire board is green.

We'd like to keep it that way.

Has there been a new threat
since Director Vance's warning?

This is Agent McGee.

Uh, well, we're worried
the warning itself

was some kind
of trick.

Even if it was, it's moot.

We're completely locked down

from outside
interference now.

What about inside interference?

Not an issue.
Not with my people.

Boss, that was
Admiral Halsey's office.

They said the Cuckoo's Nest
has landed.

McGee, Bishop,
on my six.

Open it.

You get the funny feeling

there's something
he's not telling us?

Again, in MTAC,

the vice admiral asked
about some satellite recon.

That's odd.

Nobody in the
building has

the authority to override
my keycard.

What about outside
the building?

No, I told you,
we're totally locked down

from outside interference.

Alert, alert.
Emergency procedures...

You sure about that?

Can you
appreciate the irony?

Not only am I going to irradiate
half of Maryland and Virginia,

but you're the man
who made it possible.

So I'm guessing he's not
CIA Agent Rickman.

Good guess.

He's the man I hired
to create a Trojan horse

to cause your nuclear research
facility to go critical.

That was the easy part.

But how to get it
into the plant?

That was the rub.

That is where you came in.

I found a loophole,
but it required

that the reactor
be placed on lockdown.

You hid the Trojan horse
inside the lockdown codes.

But the only group with
the power to activate them

was the United States
federal government.

Thank you
for the assist.

I couldn't have done it
without you.

Son of a...

- Oh, yes.
- Son of a...

You feel that rage?

It's almost liberating,
isn't it?

You and I have a very
different view of liberty.

Well, you're both going to have
a front row seat

at my version of it.

Jack.

- What did you do to her?
- Nothing yet.

But it really is a treat
to have you both here.

We're going to have so much fun.

The cooling system
has been disabled.

And you need
that, right?

Yeah. If we don't
get it working soon,

we're gonna have a meltdown.

And I'm cut off
from our systems analyst.

I don't do code.

Well, McGee does. Come on.

Come on, sit down.

All right, accessing
command and control.

Well, it looks like
there's a Trojan horse

in the system. It's not even
trying to hide itself.

- Get rid of it.
- Done.

Oh, that was easy.

Or not.

A second one popped up.
Give me a moment.

Got it.

McGee.
Boss, these keep coming.

I-I don't know
where from exactly,

but it's got to be
outside the facility.

It can't be.
No, that's impossible.

Operation Lockdown,
it doesn't just cut off access

to our system,
it actively blocks it.

How?

The Pentagon, they send us
IP isolation codes

a thousand times a second.

Could the codes
have been hacked?

No way. They come through
a third party vendor,

encrypted with the
highest level of security.

- Wait, encrypted?
- Yeah.

Like... like lava lamps?

Of course I touched it.
I mean, what kid wouldn't?

I burned myself so bad then.

Excuse me.

Yup, Special Agent Nick Torres,
bored out of his damn mind.

- You still at Glowbeam?
- Yeah, I just finished my last interview.

- Where are you guys?
- In a nuclear power plant

infected with a Trojan horse
that's about to go critical.

- Oh, we're having different days.
- Boss, they just keep popping up.

- I can't stop them.
- Wait, are you serious?

Bishop, you got to get
out of there.

Where are you guys?
I'll be right there.

No. Shut it down, Torres.

- Shut what down?
- Glowbeam. W-W-We think

it's the source
of the virus.

Oh, Hakim's guy, Mister Beaches.

He must've hidden
the Trojan horse

inside the encryption itself.

You have to shut it down, now!

We lose containment
in 20 seconds.

Wait, shut down what?

This-this place doesn't exactly
have an off button, Gibbs.

Figure it out.

15 seconds.

Five seconds.

This is for the regionals.

Bishop, are you guys
still there?

All clear. All clear.

- - Reactor shutdown terminated.
Yeah. Yeah.

Good job, Nick.

All right, now we're even.

Officials have confirmed

a cyberattack has been
averted at the

Bethesda Naval
Nuclear station.

Well, that's a
bummer for you.

We can report the reactor
has not been compromised.

No.

It's a bummer for you.

We need to go
now, Hakim.

I'm not going anywhere.

Listen to your mother.

You're going to watch me have
fun with your director.

I'm going to cut
his fingers off.

- And when I'm done...
- Sorry.

I just thought of something
really funny.

Go ahead. You were saying?

And when I'm done,

- I'm going to cut his eyes out.
- Sorry.

Totally
inappropriate.

What is so funny?

Are you sure you want to know?

I sure as hell do.

What's so funny is,
when I realized

that Ambassador Rigg was dirty,

I told Gibbs that I was
going to confront her.

I hope he tried
to talk you out of it.

He did.

- But he didn't stop you, did he?
- No.

But what he did do

was have me tracked
by a Navy recon satellite.

I told him to call it
Operation Cuckoo's Nest,

since the plan was to have Rigg
believe that I had lost my mind.

You actually believed
that she got the drop on me,

when really she just brought me
right back here to you.

We need to go, Hakim, right now.

Hakim!

Go, go!

Come on! Get down!

Drop it!

Your call.

Get your hands off me!

- Hakim!
- How you guys doing?

I'll live.

Hey, hey.

You all right?

Congratulations.

You will finally
get your revenge.

And now I will be the one
tortured in one

of your black ops sites.

And you call me the monster.

Yeah, I got my revenge,

but you aren't going
to a black ops site,

and you aren't going
to be tortured.

You are going to get
three meals a day,

time to pray,
and the full weight

of the United States government

to protect you
during your trial.

And you know why?

You are the monster.

We're the good guys.

Lava lamps?
That's not real.

Apparently,
you can Google it.

Director!

Hi. Hey, everybody. Thank you.

- Good to see you.
- Welcome back, Director.

Oh, man. It's good to be back.

Thanks.

Happy to return the favor.

Thanks for holding down
the fort.

Dad!

Kayla.

It's okay.
It's okay.

Aw.

It's okay.

You okay? It's okay.

I heard everything.
I'm so proud of you.

Oh, my goodness.

Oh. Oh, I'm so proud of you.

I'm so proud of you.

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