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You shouldn't have
done any of this.

Am I Subject 17?

Yes.

I need to find Pembrook.

Leah,
your life is in danger.

14.

I'd like to stay with Leah.

This is still an active threat.

We both want the same thing,

to kill Pembrook.

He is still a monster, 17.

The doctors give any prognosis?

No. They're saying she's
showing signs of consciousness,

and now we just have to wait.

The facility they recommended
specializes in rehabilitation,

so that's a good sign.

We're ready to roll.

- Elevators and hallways secure?
- Yes, sir.

All right, let's move, quickly.

Anything else I can do?

Ah, nobody will know the
location of the facility.

She's being checked
in under an alias

and no visitors.

We'll keep her safe. All right.

Let me know how
she's doing. Will do.

I didn't want to say
anything back there,

but they just found
Clayton's body.

Geez, if they can
get to Clayton,

they can get to anybody.

We need a plan.

Everybody wants to meet, now.

Set it up.

Hang tight back there.
We'll be five minutes.

Sure. Let's go.

They found Clayton.

Yeah, I heard.

His wrists were zip-tied.

Eyes burnt out with cigarettes.

They wanted him to
give the rest of us up.

None of us are safe.

This way, this way. MAN: Gun!

What do we got?

Whoa, that's not a good look.

Trust me, it's only gonna
get worse as the day goes on.

Looks like somebody skipped
their 15 minutes of mindfulness.

Four people, including

a CIA officernamed

Avery Lamica, were shot dead

40 minutes ago in the
middle of Pershing Square.

Wait, that's where
you sent Kensi?

Yes, and Callen

was with Lamica just before

she was shot.

Callen said he was gonna
be with Leah Novak.

Lamica was part of Novak's

CIA protection detail.

So we think this has
something to do with Drona?

It would appear that way.

What else did the CIA say?

We're about to find out.

Morning, gentlemen. This is

CIA Officer Rafael Cortes.

Admiral Kilbride.

This is Investigator Deeks,

Special Agent Rountree.

Where are Agents
Callen and Hanna?

Hanna is taking a
personal day out of town

and won't be joining us.

And Callen?

Callen is en route
to the crime scene.

I don't want Callen
running point on this.

Well, that's not a
decision for you to make.

You asked for our
help on this and...

We asked for information.

CIA doesn't need your help.

FBI is handling the shooting.

Callen let Anthony
Beltran get away.

Beltran knew as much about
Howard Pembrook as anybody.

Call Callen back to OSP

so I can question him.

I have a feeling that
he wouldn't come back

even if I did order him,

which I am not going to do.

Look, Leah Novak was obviously
transported via ambulance.

Does CIA have intelligence on
where that ambulance is now?

Who
else was a part

of the protection
detail, besides Lamica?

CIA Officer Chris Behr,

but we haven't been
able to locate him.

Do we know why Lamica
was in the park?

My guess is she was meeting
with other Drona team members.

Why?

Howard Pembrook ran
black ops for DoD,

NSA...

Yes.

That was, until they all
started killing each other.

Anthony Beltran said it was
because they were filing

a civil suit against Pembrook

for what he did to
them as children.

As far as I'm concerned,
they're all ticking time bombs.

Pembrook made monsters,

including Agent Callen.

So, that's Lamica.

She was just at the hospital.

What about the
other CIA officer?

Behr. He's not here. Hey,

LAPD get anything from the
witnesses? KENSI: No. Nothing yet.

So Lamica goes down first.

The rest of them try and
get away in this direction.

Well, other than Lamica, they
were all shot from behind

as they ran.

We're gonna have to
go through every one

of those office
buildings to try and find

the sniper's location.

Yeah, and judging by the angle,

it was probably one
of the top floors.

I'll look at the victims
again. I'll do the math.

I'll narrow it down. Fatima,

see there's any traffic
or security cam footage

from South Olive around
the time of the shooting.

Looking for an ambulance.

Yeah. Checking.

Agent Callen, there is a
CIA Officer Cortes here

who would very much
like to speak to you.

Well, we have a few of
them here right now.

CORTES ;
Agent Callen,

I need to talk to you.

FBI can handle
this investigation.

Well, they're not
even on the scene yet.

Callen, they think
Lamica was there

meeting with Drona subjects.

Behr and Lamica could be Drona.

Which would explain why

they were put on the
protection detail.

There has to be several
of them in the Agency.

Including
you, Agent Callen.

You were in the CIA.

- You were also a Drona subject.
- You know what?

Y-You're breaking up. I'm
gonna have to get back to you,

all right?

Looking at the entry

and exit wounds
on Lamica's body,

there is no way that those
gunshots came from the building.

It is too steep.

So where was the shooter?

I mean, all I can think
of is a helicopter.

They'd be one hell
of a marksman.

All right, according to civilian
air traffic control, there were

eight helicopters in the
vicinity at 8:16 this morning.

We're looking at something due
northeast at about 1,400 feet.

Who owns it?

Let's see.

Tail number is November-0418.

It's owned by a
corporation called

Cypress Park Industries.

There should be a
point of origin.

Camarillo Airport.

Somebody must've seen
who got on that helo.

Deeks... Yeah, I'm
about to find out.

Last chance, Agent Callen,

or I'll have the FBI escort
you from the crime scene.

Everything I know about
Pembrook and Beltran

is in my report.

Besides, we're already done
here. I'm headed back in.

Guys, give us a sec.

Who is this?

We need to talk.

Don't feel.

Remember?

Feelings cause pain.

There's nothing I'd like more.

It's a conversation that's been

a long, long time coming.

I've waited my
whole life for it.

You're at the bottom

of a deep, dark ocean,

Grisha, and you have no idea

which way is up.

Hey, Fatima, trace the call
coming into Callen's phone now.

And you're gonna show
me the light, huh?

I understand your anger.

You cannot begin
to understand it.

So what do you want to do?

You want to hurt me?
You want to kill me?

I think I choose both.

Then let me give
you the opportunity.

But you have to listen to my
instructions very carefully.

No other agents.

This is between you and me.

Why would I agree to that?

Because we both know
you'd do anything

to face the monster
of your childhood.

I think you give yourself
a little too much credit.

There's a water
bottle under a bench

on the south corner
of Pershing Square.

You'll find an address on it.

What's going on?

Pembrook's here. What?

South corner of the
park by a coffee cart.

Fatima, do you have anything
on Pembrook's phone?

I lost the signal.

The FBI is now on scene.
Give them the sitrep.

Kens, you're not gonna
find him. He's gone.

He left me an address.

I got to do this
alone.

FBI.

Go, go.

I'll stay close.

Yeah, we'll get it to you.

I don't know if you guys
are overhearing this, but

the aviation tech
just confirmed Beltran

and three other people
were on that helo,

but no Pembrook. Copy that.

As soon as you get that footage,
I want it sent to Langley

for facial-rec identification.

Well, of course.

I'm at the address.
Just watch your six.

Anybody inside?

Yeah, nobody's answering.

Just an empty van
in the driveway.

Look, it said "pool"
on the bottle.

I'm gonna go around back.

There's a box at the
bottom of the pool.

Can you fish it out?

He's got cameras
all over the place.

I think he's watching me.

He wants me to go in the water

so I short out any
tracking devices.

Do not go offline,

Agent Callen.

Callen, I
know what you want.

Do not let Pembrook manipulate
you into doing something stupid.

We've lost Callen's comms.

You have no control
over your agents.

We can still track
him via his car.

I'll stay close.

I don't want to lose him.

I am sending Agent Rountree

to assist Agent Blye.

On my way, Kensi.

Callen's car still hasn't moved.

You're gonna get
your agent killed.

Kensi, move in.

Let's see what the
hell Callen's up to.

On it.

Hello, Grisha.

This is the conversation
you wanted to have?

At gunpoint?

When I trained you, I taught
you the language of violence.

And I can assure you
I'm still fluent.

Toss me your gun.

I need you to understand
what I'm about to tell you.

And having this seems to be the
only way to get you to listen.

You're not wrong about that.

Drive the van.

I'll tell you where to go.

Camarillo Airport gave us access

to their security footage.

That's Beltran.

Do you know who these
other people are?

No, but I'm gonna find out.

Send them to me, and I'll
forward them to Langley

for facial rec. I can just

run those here. Send them to me.

Sending now.

Callen's not here, and
he's changed clothes.

He said there was an empty van
outside, but it's gone now.

Agent Namazi, let's
find that van.

You've lost him completely.

Kaleidoscope
found Callen's van.

I tracked him to Van Nuys,
then to the 101, to the 405,

past LAX.

Your agent is being hunted
by highly trained killers.

Kaleidoscope is a tenuous
connection at best.

Pray you don't lose
him.

Go.

CIA may have identified

the three operatives
with Beltran.

You could've killed me.

You didn't.

So what are we doing?

I'm trying to talk to you.

I'm trying to
understand how you feel.

No, no. We're not doing that.

You are not my therapist.

You just tell me

exactly what you want.

I want to save your life.

I want to save Leah's life.

And, hopefully, my
own in the process.

Well, let me be really clear...

I don't give a damn
about your life.

Full stop.

Turn right.

There's an underground garage
on the left, turn into it.

I got another hit
on Callen's van

crossing 6th and Harbor.

That's San Pedro, by the water.

Yeah, if Pembrook's
looking to kill him,

there are a lot better
places to do that.

Well, let's just
hope he's not looking

for a place to torture him.

You do realize that's
what Pembrook does.

He's a sadist.

Yes,
I am well aware of that.

Langley identified the two
men and one woman with Beltran

at the airfield.
You should have it.

The Agency says they believe

they are Russian operatives or
Russian military contractors.

But they don't seem to be FSB.

We had hits a few months ago
when they entered the country,

but we don't have any intel
on why they entered the U.S.

Now what?

You are obsessive

and consumed with anger.

This isn't about
me. Do you deny it?

Decades of searching for
answers about your past,

that only led to more questions.

Your anger drives
your obsession.

You're not working
through your past,

you're banging your head
into it, over and over.

What do you want?

Understand, in no
uncertain terms,

I did horrible things.

I'll never deny that.

We were children. Yes.

Making it that much worse.

At the time, I thought...

my training methods
were justified

for the greater good of
the children and, uh,

society, but...

it's been clear for decades that

I couldn't have been more wrong.

And I am consumed with
remorse every day of my life.

I don't care.

I'm not asking you to.

My only solace is that
you fought through

much of your early
childhood trauma.

Stop talking about me.

You don't know me.

Actually, I do, Grisha.

I know everything about you.

I've been watching
you for 35 years.

Thank you. Uh,
transferring you now.

That was NCIS Director
Vance's assistant.

They want you to hop on

a conference call
in three minutes.

I'll send it to your office.

Perfect timing. Excuse me.

Actually, I've kept tabs on all
the children who went through

Drona.

Tried to help the ones
who suffered the most.

Why don't I buy this?

If we get out of this alive,

as proof of my
benevolent motives,

I will...

get you your paper file.

In it is everything known
about Grisha Callen since

long before your mother's
death to the present day.

All my notes are in there.

It's authentic.
It's handwritten.

You can date-testthe ink.

In it, I talk about

my fear of doing harm.

I talk about my own childhood.

I, too, was denied emotion.

I don't care about
your childhood,

but I want that file.

I know you do. You
should've had it

long ago. I'm sorry.

So that's what
this is all about?

Some sort of apology?

My whole life since Drona
has been an apology.

Understand, it
has taken me years

to trust any relationship.

I have gone from

jobs at DEA,

CIA, NCIS, all to
distract me from...

having to face what you did.

You broke in me

the most

elemental aspect of being human.

I tried to kill your
ability to feel.

I know.

It was a terrible thing to do.

It was a terrible thing to do.

I'm sorry.

Well, just so you know, I
don't accept your apology.

Of course.

Where the hell is that
call from Director Vance?

Agent Namazi?

Because we haven't gotten
any other hits on the van,

I believe it could've stopped

somewhere near its
last known location.

Pembrook worked closely
with our agency.

He might be using
a CIA safe site.

That makes sense.

Officer Cortes,

may I speak to you in my office?

Of course. Agent
Namazi will direct you.

Did you talk to Director Vance
about this situation? No.

Come on in. Close the door.

Have a seat.

Do you really think
this is a time

for sitting?

I think there's always time

for two men to sit down,

look each other in the eye,
and have a conversation.

Sit.

Especially when
there has been...

dishonesty.

Dishonesty?

I have one of my agents in
the crosshairs of an assassin,

so I'm gonna need
some straight answers.

I'm an officer of the
Central Intelligence Agency.

Straight answers might
be hard to come by.

Well, I'm an aggravated
old son of a bitch

who knows how to shake
the life out of a tree

until it drops its fruit.

Are you threatening me?

We also did facial rec, and
they came back as Americans.

I'm sure they were backstopped.

One of them went to USC.

He played football there.

Now, I know Coach Robinson.

I texted him directly.

He remembers the guy.
He was not backstopped.

Okay,

so they're U.S. citizens.

And you are not leaving my
office until you tell me

everything you know about
Pembrook and Beltran.

And you're gonna stop me?

With force?

Don't tease me.

Hey, Fatima, Rountree
just got here.

Because we
haven't gotten another hit on the van,

the thought is it's parked
somewhere in the area,

- so just hang tight there.
- All right, got it.

Anything else on the Russians?

Yeah, I don't think
they're Russian.

The CIA isn't telling
us the whole truth.

Kilbride's going mano a
mano with Cortes right now.

All right,
keep us posted.

Will do.

If you care so much about
these Drona subjects,

why do you keep killing them?

And finally we get
to the present day.

I've been running
a team of former

Drona subjects for years.

We were running
black operations...

Tell me something I don't know.

Beltran was part of my team.

He and several other operatives

decided to do

missions for hire. You
tried to stop them?

The only way to stop
them was to kill them.

You have to understand,
in Ethiopia,

in an effort to change
the course of an election,

Beltran andhis team

murdered a democratic
candidate for hire,

along with his entire family.

They killed this man's children

for a paycheck.

That's why Beltran and his men
are after you and your team.

Yes.

Drona produced men and women

who are psychopathic
killing machines.

You did that.

And now they've turned on me.

And you, Grisha.

Give me my gun.

Give me my gun!

We got to move.

There's a stairwell over there.

I'll cover you.

Go to the door and you
cover me. On three.

One. Two. Three.

Ah!

Move! Move!

You all right?

Let's go.

Do you have a phone?

I... I ditched the
burner at the park.

I'm also out of ammo.

We got to keep moving.

Let's go.

Come on.

Come on, come on.

Clear the cubicles.

Let's go.

Next floor.

You can begin by
sharing all your files

on Pembrook's black ops.

That's not gonna happen.

You can have the CIA's
full cooperation, Admiral,

without everything we do
being fully transparent.

You can't
expect us to expose operations

that are irrelevant
to this investigation.

Cortes also worked with

the same black ops
team as Beltran.

Okay, the
Agency is sending me

a list of CIA safe locations

near the last hit
on Callen's van.

If Beltran and Cortes worked
with the same people...

Then we must assume the
transitive property.

If A equals B

and B equals C,
then A must equal C.

Cortes is working with Beltran.

Excuse me?

I'm sorry, I'm just
doing the math.

What would that math be?

That would be geometry,

Officer Cortes.
More specifically,

geometric proofs.

Wait.

This is a server room.

It's soundproof,
it's flameproof.

Steel door, bolts
from the inside.

This would buy us some time.

It'd also trap us.

Not you. Me.

I can't run anymore.
I'm bleeding.

Go, Grisha.

There's only one more floor.

Running out of real estate.

Okay.

Let's do it.

Let's clear it.

You and Anthony
Beltran worked with

the same black ops team.

I really don't know what
you're talking about.

Yes, you do.

I need you to explain to me

precisely what your
role in all this is.

My role?

Hey, over here!

It's a steel door.

See if there's
anything around here

that we can use to get it open.

This is stupid.

It's been nice working with you.

Sit down. You'll never
make it to the door.

Yes, I will.

Are you insane?

My life is over as I know it.

You're Drona.

You're part of

Pembrook's team, and you're
working with Beltran.

Now you understand the
desperation of my situation,

and the lengths I'll go to
to get out of this building.

We have a situation.

Admiral, I wanted...

You're going to need
to move right now.

The Admiral and I are leaving.

No, you're not.

I'll ask once more. Move.

Just listen to
him, Agent Namazi.

Sir, I believe he
needs to listen to me.

Officer Cortes,

please take a look around you.

Go ahead.

All I want to do is
leave this office.

You really want me to
shoot him over that?

Or you?

Stand up.

The next one, I
put into her face.

Stand up.

Tell them to lower
their weapons.

Lower your weapons.

Walk to me.

Come on.

It's that way.

Now move away from the door.

Which way?

To the left.

To the left, like the
Beyoncé song? Move.

Okay, my left or your left?

To that left.

We got to find another
way out of here.

Stop.

Keep going.

It's too small.

That's not gonna work.

We're in.

Cortes has been
sending all our info

about Callen's location

to someone this entire time.

I would imagine that is Beltran.

Do you have the number? Yeah.

We're gonna need to find the
location of that phone, quickly.

It's an empty office building,

one block from the last
hit on Callen's van.

It's probably a CIA safe site.

That's how Beltran found them.

Rountree, Kensi?

I'm sending you

an address for Callen.

It's one block east of you,

but proceed with caution.

We believe Beltran's
in there as well.

We can't wait for
Deeks. We're moving.

It's close.

Grisha, wait.

When Henrietta

found out what I was doing,

she pulled you from the
program immediately.

Blame me for everything.

Not Hetty.

See the smoke?

Where there's smoke...

Why didn't she tell me?

Rountree, anything?

No bodies.

I got blood.

Come on.

Got it.

Hey.

I got nothing. All
right, next floor.

Hey, guys.

Where's Callen?

I don't know, we split up.

Keep searching for him.

Mm.

Everyone always
thought you were evil.

Some kind of monster.

But I knew different.

That's gonna be your downfall.

I wish that were true.

Because you know what?

Living with what I've done

is much harder than dying.

Well, then...

let me put you out
of your misery.

Federal agents!

Federal agents!

On the ground, now.

Down. Get down. Down.

You okay?

He needs an ambulance.

Quickly.

Fatima, we need
an ambulance now.

Okay, thank you.

Leah and Officer Behr are safe.

Good.

NCIS agents are going to
escort you to the hospital.

After you recover,

you're gonna be held
for questioning.

I want everything you've
done with Drona on record.

It's not going to
happen that way, Grisha.

Agent Callen.

These are agents from both

DoD intelligence and NSA.

We're taking Howard
Pembrook into our custody.

Do you know what he's done?

Very much so.

I'm also from the program.

There are a lot of us.

He made us.

For worse and for better.

Hold on.

Walk away, Agent Callen.

Why didn't Hetty say anything?

Why didn't Hetty tell me

I was taken...

Who is this?

I can't make
up for what I did...

but I can take away the
pain of not knowing.

Meet me outside.

Hello, Grisha.

Um, I didn't want
to leave like that,

but it-it wasn't the place.

So answer me now.

If Hetty pulled me
out of the program,

why didn't she
ever tell me that?

It's not something
you'd ever see in her,

but Hetty was
consumed with guilt

for putting you in the
program in the first place.

Well, her guilt doesn't
make up for it, okay?

I was used.

She was trying to turn
children into super agents.

That wasn't her intention.
She put you into the program

because you were brilliant
and you were gifted,

and she wanted you to
fulfill your potential.

Her version of my potential.

She couldn't teach
you the violin.

That world was all she knew,
it's all she had to offer you.

It's a mistake
parents often make.

She's not my parents.

You're missing the
most important part.

Call her what you will...

you mean everything to her.

And you always have.

What are you saying?

You were as close to a son

as she's ever had.

How do you know that?

Because she told me.

Even Henrietta Lange
needs someone to talk to

once in a while.

Now, I know you think

you have been
alone in this world

all this time,

but you have been...

you've been far from an orphan.

You've been loved deeply.

So...

Anyway, here's your, uh...

here's your file.

It's everything.

Grandparents, birth, siblings,

adolescence.

Your life.

If you don't mind
taking some advice...

don't make your life
be just about the past.

Let it be about
the present and...

and now, the future.

By the way, con... gratulations
on your engagement.

I wish you all the
happiness in the world.

I really do.

Yeah.

Oh,

take a look in that file.

You'll see

who gave Hetty the dossier

on Senior Chief Petty
Officer Sam Hanna.

You?

I thought he'd make
a great partner.

No, that's not true.

I thought he'd make
a great friend.

♪ I need the call... ♪

Despite everything, I, uh...

I tried to look out for you.