All language subtitles for NCIS.Hawaii.S02E10

Previously...

I'm very sorry to have to report

that Professor Dale Harding

was found dead this
morning in his apartment.

Someone call
The Guinness Book of Records.

I think we have the most senior
field agents at a crime scene.

Hello, Professor.
This is Simon Williams.

He's a rogue operative. Wanted for.

Everything, from espionage
to murder for hire.

Hey. Who are you?

Simon.

- Williams.
- Yeah?

Then who the hell is this?

That's Simon Williams.

We're all Simon Williams.

Is Jimmy and Tennant inside already?

Neither one is answering
their text messages.

Take it easy, Agent Tennant

or somebody might get hurt.

Aah!

Jimmy, you okay?

I'm fine. I'm fine. You?

Yeah.

So, where do you think we are?

Judging by the plane ride,

uh, which was maybe, what,

ten, 12 hours...

Uh, it's 12 hours.
I had to pee four times.

I'm quite regular.

Okay.

It's not enough time to get to Russia

or any of the less friendly
nations in Africa.

- You think we've been renditioned?
- No.

That's what the government says
when they take terrorists.

Okay? Let's call this being kidnapped.

That does not make me feel any better.

I call it like I see it.

Or in this case, like you don't see it.

Uh, okay, tell you what.

They just finally left us alone, so...

Jimmy, we're not alone.

I don't smell anyone.

W-Why would you smell them?

I have very sensitive olfaction.

Dr. Mallard says
I might have hyperosmia.

But we haven't really tested it.

But I can pretty much identify anyone...

based solely on their smell.

Or maybe we just take
the hoods off, huh?

Oh, Sam.

I thought you were in L.A.

Made it as far as my front door.

Ah.

I can't believe they got you, too.

I mean, with all your training.

There was four of 'em.

I made an impression on each one,
but they did have Tasers.

Yeah. We know.

This has to do
with the Simon Williams case.

Simon Williams?

I thought Torres and Knight
took that guy out.

No, they got someone
connected to Simon Williams

but not the man himself.

All right, honestly, guys,
we don't know anything.

Whatever we stepped into, it's big.

They gave us the five-star treatment.

Hey, fellas.

Ready for round two?

I need you to understand that
you are not in control anymore.

What took so long?

It's not easy to rush back from D.C.

Three planes, one cancellation

and the worst cab driver in Hawai'i.

Drop your bag. We got work to do.

Any updates?

Yeah. None of 'em good.

Worse than our boss going missing?

Not missing.

Abducted.

Along with Jimmy Palmer
and Sam Hanna from OSP.

We think it's Simon
Williams responsible?

Don't know.

Any clue where they
might have been taken?

Not really.

All right, well, what do we have?

Whole lot of hope
we figure it out. Fast.

Parker, how are you here?
I left D.C. hours before you.

Took an FBI plane.

You guys got a plane?

A fleet of them, actually.

Always avoid commercial when you can.

Well, why are you here at all?

Tennant and the others
were taken in D.C.

I was just about to hop a flight back.

Not yet. I'm thinking our best bet

in tracking Simon Williams
is in Hawai'i.

So I'm taking operational command.

That a problem?

No. Not at all.

Just didn't realize it was a thing.

Oh, it's a thing.

The dead suspect

in Virginia you believed
was Simon Williams

is 30 years too young to actually be him

- and has no identity.
- Yeah, I know.

The DoD files on Simon
Williams were all destroyed.

True. But the FBI files weren't.

Now, there's not much here.
Except for the name

of a known associate.

Mel Cano. Connections

to several Simon Williams
assassinations.

- Who is he?
- Don't know much more.

His name is an alias.

He's a freelance operative.
Mostly works overseas.

Been on the FBI watchlist
for three years after attempting

to kidnap our ambassador to Algeria.

And he arrived in Hawai'i
a few hours before me.

Dale Harding also planned
on coming to Hawai'i.

This whole case is centered here now.

What's Cano's connection to our people?

He was flagged at Dulles
Airport five days ago.

Think he knows where our people are?

I think we're gonna find out.

- Ernie.
- Yeah.

If he flew in,
he'll need transportation.

I'll find it and find him.

Just need creative space.

It's not a metaphor.

This is how it works.

I will question you individually.

You'll comply,
cooperate fully and get rewarded.

You mess around, you will be penalized.

That means you, Special Agent Hanna.

If I am convinced that what you
have told me is truthful...

And that is a big if...

Then I will take
your questions. Understood?

No.

What do you mean, no?

He means we're not doing
anything until you tell us

where we are and who you are.

Or we walk out of here.

- Right now.
- I assure you

that if you could escape
this secure compound,

you wouldn't make it three yards.

You heard the call to prayer.

You are not in friendly territory.

We have been renditioned.

No, she's lying, Jimmy.

Call to prayer happens at dawn,

noon, afternoon, sunset and night.

We've heard it three times
since we've been in here.

It's a gag.

Meant to throw us off.

I do know where we are.

Jimmy, what do you smell in the air?

Just a hint of jasmine.

Exactly.

We call that "pikake" in Hawai'i.

Which is where we're being held.

I wouldn't push me if I was you.

Yeah?

What are you thinking...
Little waterboarding?

Sensory deprivation?

Try me.

How about some more parlor tricks

- like the call to prayer?
- You have

no idea who I am.

We know exactly who you are.

With all the tough talk,
strong show of force.

This whole Zero Dark Thirty
energy you have going.

They only teach that in one place.

Langley.

Why would the CIA abduct three
federal employees off the street?

And I've got a question.

Can I use your bathroom
before you interrogate me?

Okay, we don't have time for that.

- Okay.
- It doesn't matter if I'm CIA.

'Cause you definitely are.

It doesn't matter that you're clever.

- Thank you.
- What matters is that you

understand that your
investigation of Simon Williams

has put you and every single
person that you care about

at deep risk.

My name is Melina Devlin,

and you need to tell me
everything that you learned

about Simon Williams
if you want to survive.

Ernie, what have you learned?

That Agent Parker's hair is
still perfect, even in this humidity.

And Mel Cano is a bad dude.

Bad enough to kidnap our friends?

He's got the pedigree for it.

Though most of the
schemes he's involved in

have led to dead victims.

Look, you're not
filling me with optimism.

Based on what I can tell,

Cano is an assassin first and foremost.

Likes working with a knife.

And is connected to several murders

linked to Simon Williams himself.

Okay.

Okay, so you figured out the who.
How about the where?

Can you locate Cano on the island?

I'm working on it.

Cano had a rental car delivered to him

at Kalaeloa Airport when he landed.

- Can you track the GPS?
- I have been.

Car has been on and off radar all day.

And then it just stopped.

At a parking lot in Waikiki.

You could've led with that.

Yeah, but I'm worried.

It-it seems too easy, right?

For an elusive international killer?

Seems like we're about to find out.

Ernie's right. Seems easy.

- You thinking a trap?
- I'm thinking

Cano could've baited us to get here.

Or he's just out buying sunscreen.

Let's check the car, find out.

Uh, no need to pop the lock.
Keys are on the dash.

I know why we can't track Cano.

So much for our one good lead.

Not really.

Cano never would have led you
to your friends.

And, frankly, you got bigger concerns.

I'm sorry, who are you?

Melina Devlin.

CIA.

So you're saying the CIA
grabbed us off the street,

threw hoods over our heads

and flew us to this compound
in Hawai'i for our safety?

Why not pick up the phone
like a normal agency?

Because Simon Williams
is not a normal bad guy.

He has eyes and ears
everywhere. We had to make sure

that you were secured, that your
phones weren't being tapped.

Were our phones tapped?

You're missing the point.

Because I made
some very personal phone calls

- over the last couple days.
- No, Jimmy,

your phones were clean.

- Okay.
- But your former teacher,

Dale Harding's, was not.

Every call, email, message that he made

- was being monitored.
- We know the professor

was into something big.

But he was a FLETC instructor.

Why would Simon Williams care
about his communications?

Because before Dale Harding
was a FLETC instructor

he was an intelligence operative.

Operative?

- For the CIA?
- Hey.

Focus. A little less quid,
a little more pro quo would be nice.

No, you said you were monitoring
Dale's communications.

- So what'd you find?
- For years,

the CIA's been tracking Simon
Williams and his network.

Any time we got close,

every informant, agent, witness
that we had ended up dead.

Including your friend.

We'll start the interrogation now.

Hey. I don't know anything.

I-I was just getting a bite
to eat with Agent Tennant.

Shut up! We tried it your way.

You've wasted time that we don't have.

Now we're gonna do it my way.

Let's go.

Looks like you are who you say you are.

Mm. Well, that's a relief.

Still doesn't explain why a CIA officer
is operating on U.S. soil.

HPD and FBI

are looking through CCTV
to see who dumped

the rental car in the parking lot.

Mm. They won't find anything.

MCRT and Forensics
are scouring the trunk

they found Mel Cano's body in.

Waste of time.

We're trying to track
his cell phone, too.

Dead end.

Hey, it's called police work.

Police work isn't how
you track Simon Williams.

You got to think outside the box.

Outside the box?

Like a CIA officer
running an op on domestic shores?

I'm here to observe and advise.

And we're trying to find
our abducted friends.

So unless you can help us with that...

- I can.
- Then please start.

Mel Cano didn't take your friends,

but he worked with the people who did.

- Simon Williams' people?
- That's right.

Okay, then who killed him?

- Simon Williams.
- Why?

Because you were on to him,

and he's willing to kill anyone
who gets too close,

including his own men.

We got Mel Cano's name
from a classified FBI file.

How would he even know
that we're on to him?

How does the world's
most notorious assassin

know every move we make
before we make it?

- He's got spies inside the government.
- Bingo.

Not sure who or how many,
but they're there,

which is why I'm here running

an off-the-books operation
to ferret them out.

Okay, that's
cool-sounding and everything,

but how does this get us any closer
to finding our colleagues?

Because this network
of rogue agents are responsible

for taking Special Agents Tennant, Hanna
and Jimmy Palmer.

They could be anywhere in the world. No.

They're on the Island.

How could you know that?

Because Hawai'i is Simon Williams'
base of operations.

Okay, happen to know where?

Well, if I did,
we wouldn't be sitting here

twiddling our thumbs.

Speak for yourself.

My thumbs have been very busy.

With the help of an FBI
forensic botanist,

we were able to source the soil
Mel Cano's body was covered in.

I'm sorry, the FBI has a botanist?

Several, actually.

We got traces of peat
moss, bark and perlite.

Impressive. Not really.

That's common in most potting soil.

What? I garden.

What is impressive is the soil had

further trace elements
of microorganism cultures

not typically found in Hawai'i.

Do you know where
the cultures came from?

All plants and soil
not native to the Island

must be cleared by the
Department of Agriculture.

Unless it was smuggled in.

Or someone lied on their paperwork.

Or Mel Cano already had the soil on him

- when he arrived.
- Yes, yes, yes,

lots of "unlesses."

However, I did find where it came from,

because the importer didn't
lie to bring it on island.

Norm's Flora.

Nursery found on the windward side.

Owned and operated by one Norman Dell.

You're saying Farmer John over here

has something to do with Simon Williams?

Farmer Norm isn't what he
appears on this website.

Or, actually, is only what
he appears on this website.

We can see that's interesting to you.

There's no record of Norman
other than what you're looking at.

No Social Security number,
no birth certificate,

no credit rating, no Yelp profile,

- nada.
- He just got a lot more interesting.

We should check it out.

Maybe one of you can give me a lift.

If you would just cooperate,

this whole thing would
go a lot smoother.

You want this to go smoothly?

Maybe you shouldn't have kidnapped us

and threatened us with 50,000 volts.

I'd rather take my chances
with Simon Williams.

No, you would not.

Okay, you want us to trust you?

How about a show of good faith?

Let us call our teams.

- Absolutely not.
- Not trustworthy.

No, Simon Williams could be
monitoring their communication,

and I have to keep this operation
as compartmented as possible.

Simon Williams has dropped two bodies.

He's looking to drop more.

I think we're way past compartmenting.

All three of our teams are turning over

every rock looking for us.

They're wasting time.

They should be working on the case.

- And watching their six.
- Okay.

Okay, yeah, fine.

I'll let you make one phone call to
one team member of my choosing.

Special Agent Parker.

Well, why not one of my team
since we're already in Hawai'i?

Because Parker is in Hawai'i, too.

See anyone?

No.

Seems abandoned.

We should check the office.

I'll catch up.

This is Parker.

Wow, only out of pocket for a few hours

and you took my parking spot.

Tennant. You're okay?

I am. So is Hanna and Jimmy.

What the hell is going on?

I can't talk right now, but we are at
a Company retreat.

As in the Company?

Yep.

Our host is Melina Devlin.

She is very adamant about
knowing everything we know

about Simon Williams.

That's funny, I'm in
the exact same situation.

Literally.

Small world.

Uh, anyway, we'll talk soon.

That's it?

Yeah, he's kind of busy.

- And we're kind of prisoners.
- It's fine, Sam.

Melina did her part, now it's our turn.

- I'm ready to talk.
- Really?

Look, we've never
worked a case together,

and I don't know you at all,

but remember what
the professor always said

about trust being a two-way street.

I got you.

Let's dish.

So, Dale Harding, huh?

Not very original with his sayings.

How's that?

"Trust is a two-way street"?

Well, you should have
heard how Dale said it.

How was that?

He said it wasn't.

Aah!

- Jimmy. Jimmy!
- Behind one of these doors.

Don't make a move!

Teamwork makes the dream work.

Damn, Jimmy.

And I think I just broke my thumb.

Let's secure these prisoners,

- Yeah.
- Get that thumb checked out.

Invoices, unused coffee creamer.

I don't think Norman is connected to

the world's most dangerous assassin.

If Simon Williams is hiding,
he's going to hide well.

What, you think Norman Dell
is Simon Williams?

I think you're gonna tell me

everything you've learned
about Simon Williams.

We'll go from there.

Getting the feeling
you weren't completely honest

about who you are.

I'd go with that feeling, Boone.

Hey, relax.

We're all friends here.

Friends don't point guns
at other friends.

I'll stand by that.

Who are you, really?

Melina Devlin, CIA officer.

You verified my credentials yourself.

You made it clear that Simon Williams

has people everywhere. It's possible

you hacked the system.

- Hey, Parker?
- One second, Boone.

Trying to keep your head
from being blown off.

I appreciate that, I really do,
but we got movement outside.

- Norman Dell.
- Gun!

I think he's reloading.

Think he's retreating.

We got a bigger problem.

Where's Melina?

Any luck getting in touch
with your team?

Most of them, except for Callen.

He's not picking up
or answering his texts.

- Is that unlike him?
- It's very like him. But still.

Where's Jimmy?

He busted his thumb taking down a guard.

Taking down a what?

You got a badass M.E., Agent Parker.

But he is okay.

He's at the clinic
with the other guards.

Who are less okay.

And, uh, your Melina Devlin?

She's in Interrogation, waiting.
What about yours?

Uh, she got away,
along with Norman Dell,

who may or not be Simon Williams.

Okay, so we got some catching up to do.

All right, here's our players. Mel Cano,

Simon Williams operative
from the FBI watchlist,

found dead in a trunk early today.

Then you got our Melina,

who claims to be CIA,
but really seems to be

working for Simon Williams too.

And, finally, Norman Dell, the, uh,
deadliest gardener in Hawai'i.

Think he killed Mel Cano.

And that Norman
may be the real Simon Williams.

Is that my mug?

Yep. And your Mokalbari
Golden Assam tea as well.

I am very happy that
you feel comfortable here.

Like a home away from
home. Any other questions?

Yeah.

If Norman Dell is Simon Williams,
why kill your own man?

Well, according to our Melina,

we got to close to
Mel Cano. He had to go.

Yeah, but your Melina
works for Simon Williams,

so do we really trust anything she said?

Probably shouldn't. Considering
she infiltrated us to figure out

how close we were to finding Norman.

And then helped him escape.

You got any idea where they went?

When they might come at us next?

No, not yet. Ernie's working on
Norman Dell's real identity.

Might help locate where he's hiding.

I just don't get it.

Simon Williams was supposedly
living in plain sight

on the Island, and then suddenly...

Starts taking out
people connected to him.

We're missing a piece.

Maybe our Melina has some answers.

Okay, lightning round.

Why is Simon Williams active again,

why is he coming after our people,

and why did the CIA not alert us to it?

You assaulted me and then you left me

in what you could only
describe as a dungeon,

and now you want me
to answer your questions?

That's what you get
for abducting an NCIS agent.

I explained to you why I had to take
such extreme measures.

You're a CIA officer on
an off-the-books mission

to stop Simon Williams.

Exactly.

Kind of impossible to verify.

- Did you check my credentials?
- Yeah.

Melina Ruth Devlin.

CIA officer for the past ten years.

- So?
- So...

...we also have this.

Melina Marie Devlin.

CIA officer for the past seven years.

You understand our confusion.

She is an imposter.

- Or you are.
- Or both of you are.

Thus the cuffs, until you can
give us something to sort it out.

I am not going to say anything

until I get a call in to my supervisor,

just to let him know that I'm okay.

Yeah. No.

Wait. Okay? Just wait.

Her name is not Melina Devlin,

it's Morgan Miller.

And she's also CIA. Technically.

Technically how?

She's a contractor.

She's trained in the art of...

...dirty tricks.

Covert action.

Like infiltrating NCIS to figure out

- what we know about Simon Williams?
- Yes.

Because she's working with him.

Yes. Which is why my mission
had to be so secretive.

He's got moles everywhere.

And I... this is the last thing
I'm saying until I get my call.

Okay.

Thanks.

Do I smell a whiff of inspiration?

That was the garlic hummus from lunch.

Which, in retrospect, was a mistake.

Do you have anything new on Norman Dell?

Yeah. His name is an alias.

One of 17 connected to him.

He has 17 different identities?

So far. We keep finding new ones.

And several of these aliases

have been used by other people
involved in our case.

Yeah, including Mel Cano
and Dale Harding.

Our dead guy from the trunk,
Tennant's FLETC instructor

and the gardener
all used the same aliases.

Yeah. Tell him the strange part.

- That wasn't the strange part?
- No, these are triple-A identities

with Social Security numbers,
credit scores,

I mean, even employment history.

And no one but the government
could create them.

But one company keeps coming up
on their employment histories.

A place called Haven Ltd.

Okay, so what's Haven Ltd.?

It's a website with a phone number.

And every time we try to dig
deeper, we hit a brick wall.

I even put the FBI's cyber team
on to the trail.

Bunch of hacks, if you ask me.

Maybe, but they finally
got an answer for us.

The brick wall came from Langley.

Haven is a CIA front.

Oh, Special Agent Parker.

It's nice to see that you've
talked some sense into her.

I was about ready to ask for a lawyer.

Probably best we keep
lawyers out of this,

considering the multiple
felonies you and your men

have committed transferring my friends

from D.C. to Hawai'i against their will.

How about a coffee instead, then?

After you tell us what Haven Ltd. is.

I've been down here all night.

I'm not feeling
overly motivated to help.

Eighteen U.S. Code, Section 1201.

Kidnapping a federal officer or employee

carries a 20-year sentence.
For each instance.

That's 60 years.

I told you I am on a mission.

You got dead bodies
in multiple time zones.

And a rogue CIA operative using
your identity to kill our people.

You got no lifeline,
and, uh, only one path to righteousness.

Us.

What's Haven Ltd.?

It's a clearinghouse.

It's a one-stop shop
meant to support deep-cover ops.

- What kind of support?
- Aliases,

equipment, finances,

transportation. Whatever you needed.

Haven provided it.

As in past tense?

Haven was shut down years ago.

- Is there a physical location?
- Yeah, yeah.

It's right here on Oahu.

Still can't get Callen on the phone.

None of my team can, either.

You worried?

All this cloak and dagger
stuff is his kind of tea party,

but if he's gone dark,
it could be connected.

You gonna head back
to L.A. and find him?

That's the plan.

Unless you need any more rescuing, Jane.

Kinda feels like I rescued myself.

Fair enough.

- See you soon.
- Later.

Think he's right,
that this case stretches to L.A.?

I still think we're only
seeing part of the iceberg.

Why would Simon Williams
be killing people

over a defunct CIA clearinghouse?

Well, the one thing we know for sure

that he'll do anything
not to be exposed.

And Haven Ltd. Must have meaning,

and now we have the address.

- You gonna check it out?
- Yeah.

You're welcome to join.

I wish I could, but it looks like I'm

taking Melina back to D.C.

Director Vance wants
to question her personally.

That'll go well.

We got something.

Morgan Miller, aka Other Melina,

is also an alias.

- Confusing.
- For sure.

But her alias connects to Haven,

which means we were able to
track her credit card charges.

That's promising.

Rented an Airbnb in Diamond Head.

Probably bugged out by now.

Still worth checking out.

Grab Kai, go to Diamond Head.

Jesse and I will head to Haven.

Doesn't seem like anyone's
worldwide headquarters.

Could be nothing more than
Haven's fake mailing address.

Is that why we're going
all John Wayne... for nothing?

I'm past my quota for being
taken by surprise on this case.

No one's been here since
the Reagan administration.

Then why is the door open?

Why'd we bring a vanload of REACT agents
if we're not using them?

Well, Morgan Miller's probably not here,

but if she is, we don't
want to spook her.

Got it.

Stay down, damn it!

Shoot me already!

We're not gonna shoot you, Mr. Williams.

We're gonna take you in.

- What'd you call me?
- Williams.

What's so funny?

You think I'm Simon Williams?

I mean, a little less, now.

Simon Williams isn't a person.

What does that mean?

Switch on the lights, you'll see.

You're standing inside Simon Williams.

The CIA's most successful
assassination program.

- I think you broke my rib.
- You were trying to kill us.

Thought you were with them.

Didn't know law enforcement
was into this.

Well, we are.

That's too bad for you.

Anybody who gets
close to Simon Williams...

Yeah, we know... Dies.

You want to tell us why this
whole bunker is rigged to blow?

My final patriotic act
as a Simon Williams.

You just said Simon Williams
was a program, not a person.

It is a program. And a person.

Or people.

A fictional assassin
known as Simon Williams.

Set up in the '80s to eliminate
enemies of the state

without blowback on the U.S.

CIA-sanctioned murder.

Yep. To take out petty tyrants,

terrorist leaders, drug lords.

- And you were part of it.
- Mm-hmm.

They recruited out of the military.

Special Ops, mostly.

Take out the worst of the worst.

- What about Dale Harding?
- Oh, yeah.

Dale was there.

Barely survived the early years.

Hard gig.

And the files he stole from DoD...

Those are about Simon Williams?

How does this all work, anyway?

When one of us was given a target,
we became Simon Williams.

Leave enough clues to make it clear

he was the one
responsible for the killing.

How long did you do it?

Not long. A few years.

New administration came in
and shut us down.

- 1993, I think.
- No, that doesn't track.

Simon Williams has been
active since then.

Yeah.

Someone started it up again.

- You need to put your weapon down.
- You first.

Absolutely not.

Well, it seems we've reached
a bit of an impasse.

I'm an FBI agent.

I'm the Good Humor Man.

You're what?

Neither of us can prove it.

I have a team of agents
right outside this door.

No. You have a van of
agents down the block,

and you have a partner...

...who's standing right behind me.

Put it down.

I believe we've covered that.

You're outnumbered.

And you're in each other's crossfire.

Doesn't the FBI even train their agents?

I'm not FBI, I'm NCIS
Special Agent Holman.

And I won't miss.

Wait, as in Kai Holman?

Yeah.

You were stationed
at Pendleton after FLETC.

- Yes.
- And your SSA was Philipa Brooks,

- the Great Whisperer.
- Oh, my God,

I could never understand
what she was saying.

Right?

- But she was a great agent.
- Oh, yeah. Awful cook.

- The worst.
- Wait. Does that...

Does that make you Callen?

That makes me Callen.

Agent Brooks loves you. She, like,

told us all these stories
about your crazy cases.

Well, she made a lot
of those stories up 'cause

I made a lot of those stories up.

Hey, guys, since we're all friends now,

can we lower our weapons?

Special Agent Whistler,
this is Callen. He...

he works with Hanna out of OSP in L.A.

- Nice to meet you.
- Apologies for almost killing you.

I just assumed
you were with the bad guys.

- Same.
- Hey, you know,

Hanna's worried about you.

You've been off the grid.

Yeah, it's because
he got himself kidnapped. Again.

- I'm here to help.
- Well,

he's on his way to L.A. to help you.

That's too bad. Could've used him.

How do you mean?

This house was rented
by a rogue CIA contractor.

Morgan Miller. We know.

Morgan Miller and, well,
based on the gun bags

and the ammo boxes
in the room next door,

probably eight
of her closest associates.

So where did they go?

Hey, I've been out of the game
a long time.

Some of the guys
are still in government work.

They'd reach out,

tell me Simon Williams was active again.

CIA reopened the program?

Someone did.

Except this time, targets
weren't enemies of the state.

Some were even friendlies.

You think someone's using
the program for personal gain?

I know it.

For maybe 20 years now.

People connected to the
original program are dying now.

Is that why Dale Harding was
coming to visit you in Hawai'i?

Probably.

Why are people dying?

Beats me.

I got it!

I don't know how I got it,
but I actually got it!

Oh, that's so great! What did you get?

The... Where is everyone?

Uh, Parker went back home,
I believe your team

is in the field, so it means

there's just us non-agents here
with nothing to do.

I-I got tons to do, actually.

I basically keep this place running.

Mm. Jess said you were
a little more eccentric

on your home turf.

She called me eccentric?

No. No, Ernie, she didn't.

Uh, she called you, uh, kooky?

- That's worse.
- No, no, no, it wasn't kooky.

It was, uh, uh, uh,

I want to say, um... quirky.

I'll take it. Since I don't
have time to unravel that one.

Good. What'd you figure out?

Why everyone connected to
Simon Williams is being killed.

Ooh. Why?

I did some digging
with a friend from NSA.

Turns out, there's a high-level
intelligence hearing

in three days.
An old operative came forward

with sensitive information on
Simon Williams' CIA connection,

and died before he could testify.

- Dale Harding.
- No.

Someone else.

So all the people dying are witnesses?

Precisely. I need to tell Tennant.

Okay, yeah, yeah, yup, I'm gonna help.

I'm coming. I'm coming.

Look, the government's holding hearings

on the Simon Williams program.

That's why people are dying.

We know Dale Harding
was part of your group.

You got other names?

Yeah, I do, but you never will.

Listen, they could all
be in danger right now.

Most of us are dead already.

And what about the rest?

There's only two of us left.

Don't care who you are

or what hearing is happening.

Dale stole those files from DoD

to protect the people named in 'em.

He gave his life.

I'm willing to do the same.

That's why you got this place ready
to go off like Fourth of July.

Yup.

So you might want to, you know,
make scarce.

No, that's not how this works.

You're coming back to Pearl with us.

So I can die on a Navy base? Ha!

That wasn't a request.

Too late for me anyway.

Too late for all of you, actually.

Weapons down.

I like you less every time we meet.

That's too bad. I find you charming.

Look, I don't know what you're
hoping to accomplish here.

My team's on their way
with the cavalry as we speak.

Your team's spread out
all over the island and can't

possibly make it here
in time to save you.

You want what's in the bunker.

Names of the remaining
Simon Williams operatives.

- That's right.
- And if I give 'em to you,

you'll let them live?

Anything you say.

Go on in.

You know she's lying, right?

Do you?

Hope you're a better shot

- than you are a fighter.
- Wait a minute. Maybe we should...

Aah!

Callen.

Always good to see you,
but especially today.

Aim to please.

Hey, you might want to call Hanna.

He's worried about you.

Well, it's nice to know
that he still cares.

Hey, boss.

He's dead.

Hey, did one of you shoot Morgan Miller?

Yeah. Why?

She's gone. Again.

We'll put a BOLO out.

We clipped her good.
She couldn't have gone far.

And our only hope of IDing the rest

of the Simon Williams operatives

is in there.

Yeah, no, Sam.

Yeah, I should have texted you.

Well, especially after all
this way you flew. No...

Yeah, that would have been
the considerate thing to do.

Hey.

I-I got to go, all right?

Find anything useful from the bunker?

Smoke, ash,

fragments from some
desperately-old servers.

And this.

Single photograph

that somehow survived
the initial explosion,

but sadly, got caught in the flames.

You're not gonna be able
to ID anyone from that photo.

- No, but thanks to Mr. Palmer here...
- Dr. Palmer.

...Dr. Palmer, we were able
to restore it digitally.

I'm somewhat of a photograph
conservator hobbyist.

I'm sure it's a real
conversation starter on dates.

The point is this.

Class photo of the inaugural
Simon Williams group

over 30 years ago.

33 to 35, to be precise.

Mm. There's Dale Harding.

- And Norman.
- Along with four others.

All former military and all
dead within the last few weeks.

But there are seven men in that photo.

The guy second from
the end was a doozy to restore.

But with some infrared filtering

and a little tough love...

Hollace Kilbride.

Wait. He's...

Current head of OSP.

My boss.

Who's got a target on his back.

I got to get back to L.A. now.

What are you doing?

Coming with you.

We've gone this far.
I'm gonna see this through.

Let's do it.

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