All language subtitles for NCIS S20E12 Big Rig

Torres.

Sawyer? What are
you doing here, man?

I thought you were supposed
to be on an undercover op.

If anybody sees
us... They won't.

I was too careful, okay? I
just needed to talk to someone.

All right. What's
going on? Talk to me.

This op... it's got my
head all turned around.

Being two people,
lying all the time,

constantly having to
look over my shoulder.

Hey.

When was the last
time you slept?

I don't know.

The place they got
me holed up in...

The trains keep me up all night,

just coming and going.

Hey, Dale? Yeah.

Whose blood is that?

You go too far, you can
still come back, right?

I'm calling Vance, all right?

We need to bring you in now.

It's nothing. We're good.

Sawyer? Sawyer.

What is the national
animal of Scotland?

The unicorn. Correct.

What is the only edible
food that never goes bad?

Honey. Correct.

What is on the top floor

of the U.S. Supreme
Court building?

Ooh, ooh, wait, I know this one.

I got it. A basketball court.

Ding, ding, ding!

Correct. Damn it,
I was gonna say it.

What's with the questions?

Well, our very own Timothy
McGee just found out

that he is going to
be a contestant on

Smart Alecks.

Smart Alecks?

Oh, I love that show.

Everybody loves that show.

Wow, what's...?
How'd you score that?

Well, it was actually,
uh, Delilah's idea.

Every time we watch at home,

I play along, usually win,

so she encouraged
me to audition.

Took an online test, and, uh,

they picked me.
When's the show?

Three days. They fly me out
to Hollywood to tape it.

Whoa. I got to say,
I'm impressed, McGee.

You nervous?

Ah, not particularly.

Good, 'cause I'd be terrified.

Being in front of
all those lights

and cameras, and not to mention,

Smart Alecks is watched

by eight million people?

Mm, I think it's more like ten.

Well, I could never do it, but

good for you for
not being nervous.

Well, I'm nervous now.

Tell him it's Agent
Torres from NCIS.

It's important. Thanks.

You okay, Nick?

I don't know, man. Sawyer
came to see me last night.

He didn't look good.

Sawyer came to see you?

Aren't the two of you, like,
the opposite of friends?

Well, we had our differences.

That's
putting it mildly.

You nearly killed each other

when we busted that
fight club last year.

Well, ever since he took
this undercover assignment,

he's been coming
to me for guidance.

But you should've seen
him last night, man.

He was rambling, edgy, he
had blood on his clothes.

I told him to come in,
but he just took off.

Do you know anything

about this op that he's on?
Can you call his handler?

All I know is that it's
a joint op with the FBI.

They're taking lead.

I reached out to them twice, and

they haven't returned my calls.

Do you know where
Sawyer's staying?

No, he's deep undercover.

Only his handler would know.

What's up? He said that

the trains were keeping
him up at night.

Which maybe means that
he's staying at...

Somewhere near the train tracks.

I got two motels here
near Union Station.

Yeah, I got another
two outside the city.

All right, what are we
standing around here for?

Divide and conquer. Let's go.

Looks like we found
the right place.

Excuse me, Officer.

NCIS. What's going on?

One of the guests called in
a car fire not too long ago.

The firemen are putting
it out right now.

What kind of car
is it? Ford Taurus.

Hope nothing valuable's

in there because
that thing is toast.

That's Sawyer's car.

Captain, was there
anyone in the car?

No. You check the trunk?

We were just about
to. Do it now, please.

Crowbar. Mm-hmm.

We're too late.

Can't come to
the phone right now.

You know what to do.

Sawyer's still not answering.

I can think of one reason why.

Well, we don't know it's him.

And what about the car?
You said it was his.

Well, lots of people
have the same car.

Doesn't mean anything.
What about his I.D.?

And his prints?

He had no prints.
They were burnt off.

Well, then we don't
know it's him.

I spoke with the motel manager.

He confirmed that Sawyer
was a guest at the motel.

He was registered under
the name Tommy Dugan.

Probably his undercover alias.

Yeah. You check his room?

Yeah. There were
signs of a struggle.

Not looking good.

What about the
surveillance cameras?

I haven't checked
those yet, but...

Well, then let's
check them out, right?

Why don't you guys, uh,
go get some statements?

What's going on with you?
They're just doing their jobs.

It was supposed to be
me in that trunk. What?

I was supposed to go on the
undercover op, not Sawyer.

The FBI came to me first.

But I was newly sober, and I
was working on my recovery,

and I turned them
down, all right?

I chose myself before the job.

And now you're thinking, what?
This is somehow your fault?

Don't do that to yourself, Nick.

You were taking care
of your mental health.

You couldn't have known
that this was gonna happen.

Sawyer wasn't ready for this.

He worked undercover before.
Yeah, but not long-term.

If I would have known the
FBI was gonna ask him,

I would've not turned it down.

Now he's dead, and I
have to live with that.

Our victim here

is not Agent Sawyer.

He's not? What do you mean?

Oh, I was able to extract some
useable DNA and sent it up

to Kasie for analysis, but
then I got to thinking.

I remember one time when I
went out to dinner with Sawyer,

he told me that he'd lost
one of his front teeth

in a fight in high school.

He had to replace
it with an implant.

So, of course, I
X-rayed our victim here,

and sure enough, no implant.

You guys, this isn't Sawyer.

Back up.

You went out to
dinner with Sawyer?

Yeah, you guys are friends?

Well, sure. We've gone
out several times.

I'm telling you, underneath
all that cockiness

and bravado, he's actually
a really sweet guy.

Well, either way,

Torres is gonna be relieved.

Yeah. Well, any idea
who our victim might be?

No, like I said, we're still
waiting on DNA analysis, but

I can tell you that he was shot
to death before he was burned.

I was able to pull a bullet

out of his chest
cavity. I sent it up

to Kasie for analysis.

So, hopefully, she can trace
that back to our killer.

Well, if this isn't Sawyer,

that means that
he's still missing.

We need to get a
BOLO out immediately.

And reach out to
his handler again.

The FBI still hasn't returned
any of Torres's calls.

I'm guessing they will now.

DNA results just came back.

Our victim here...
He's an FBI agent.

Greg Parlamis
was a good agent.

One of the best we've ever had.

Uh, we're sorry about
your man, Agent McCullers.

Thank you, but I assume this
isn't a condolence call.

You must have questions.

A few. Starting with, uh,
what was Parlamis doing

in the trunk of one
of our agents' cars?

Was he undercover with Sawyer?

Yeah. They'd been partnered
up for the last few months.

What were they investigating?

Around six months ago, a
trucker was found shot dead

off the I-95 in Philadelphia.

The contents of his
truck were stolen.

We discovered it wasn't
an isolated incident.

A burglary crew had been
robbing delivery trucks

heading towards naval
bases in the region.

What were they stealing?
Guns? Missiles?

That's the thing.

The trucks were just carrying
random, everyday supplies:

military boots, office
chairs, toilet paper.

So you sent in Sawyer and
Parlamis to check it out?

They went undercover
as truckers.

We thought we were making
headway, but, uh...

What?

We lost contact with them.

They both dropped off the grid.

When was this?

Three weeks ago.

Three weeks ago?

You didn't think
about notifying us?

They were deep undercover.

I wanted to give them
time to resurface.

Three weeks is a lifetime
when you're undercover!

If I remember
correctly, Agent Torres,

I came to you first,
and you turned us down.

So you're in no
position to criticize.

You may be interested to know

that Sawyer actually
did resurface,

and he visited
Torres last night.

What'd he say? Not much.

But he looked like
he was in trouble

and he took off before
Torres could bring him in.

He ran?

Yeah. Maybe his
cover was blown.

Maybe that happened
to your man, too.

The thieves got
to Parlamis first,

and now Sawyer's running scared.

Or maybe Sawyer didn't
want to be found.

What are you getting at?

Maybe Sawyer got in too deep,

crossed the line,

did something he didn't want
to do to protect his cover.

Okay, like what,
like kill Agent Parlamis?

When you're undercover,

the line between right and
wrong can get pretty blurry.

No way. Sawyer's a good agent.

He wouldn't do that.

Well, let's hope you're
right, Agent Torres.

Hey, Kasie. What's all this?

This, McGee, is a distraction.

To help me cope with all the
heaviness surrounding Sawyer,

I decided I am gonna help
you win at Smart Alecks.

Now, I am convinced the
key to winning is your RT,

or reaction time.

You mean, how fast I
can hit the buzzer?

Correct.

Give this man a
luggage set.

Okay, Kasie, is there any way
you can just give me an update

on the bullet Jimmy found?

Oh, I will, but it's
going to be in the form

of a game show.

I'll ask the questions,

and I'll time how fast you
buzz in with the answers.

Okay, but if you're
giving me the update,

shouldn't I be
the one asking...?

Let's begin, shall we?

Okay.

The first category
is... Ballistics.

This machine is used to catch
and preserve fired bullets.

A bullet trap.

Ooh. Too slow. Also,
you didn't answer

in the form of a question.

They don't do that
on Smart Alecks.

Well, this is my game
show, so roll with it.

Okay, next question.

This tool is considered
the workhorse

in firearms examination.

What is a microscope?

Ooh. The answer we
were looking for is,

"What is a comparison
microscope?"

What? Sorry.

But your reaction
time's improving,

so it's not a total loss.

Next question.

Okay, Kasie, I
appreciate everything

you're doing here for me, but
do you have an update or not?

No. Still waiting on ballistics.

Okay.

Ooh. Was that your
computer or the game show?

Ballistics are in.

Oh. What's wrong?

Were you not able to trace
the bullet to our killer?

No, I was, but...

I traced it to Sawyer's gun.

Sawyer might have
killed Agent Parlamis?

Yes.

Sawyer?
That can't be right.

Kasie checked twice.

The bullet that killed Agent
Parlamis came from his gun.

That doesn't mean Sawyer
pulled the trigger.

Somebody could've taken
his gun and used it.

Well, true, except Kasie
found Parlamis's prints

all over Sawyer's motel room.

The same room where we
found signs of a struggle.

Oh, doesn't look good.

Maybe Agent McCullers was right.

Maybe Sawyer crossed
the line, went rogue.

Look, Sawyer's a lot of things,
all right, but a killer?

How well do you really know him?

I don't. Hell, I don't even
know if I like the guy.

But last night when he came
to me, he-he was scared.

He was obviously
asking for help.

If he had gone rogue,

why come to me at all?

Well, killer or no,

we need to find him, and
fast, before the FBI does.

Yeah, seriously. With one of
their own dead, they're gonna be

on a manhunt.

Torres,
Knight, track down

anyone in Sawyer's
family on the off chance

that he might have contacted
'em. In the meantime,

McGee and I will retrace
Sawyer's steps, find out more

about this case
he was working on.

Way ahead of you. I
pulled up the FBI file.

Trucks that were targeted

belonged to the same
trucking company...

Hankamer Transports.

They're here in D.C.

Good. Let's get trucking.

Bobby, let's go.

Finish connecting those air
lines, get her out of here.

We got hauling to do.

Annie Hankamer. You
wanted to see me?

Yeah. NCIS. We're, uh,
looking into the truck thefts.

I already told the
FBI everything I know.

What'd they do? Pass
me off to you now?

Something like that. Well,

you better catch whoever's
been robbing my trucks.

Another one just got
robbed two weeks ago.

If it keeps going like this,

my company's gonna
be in big trouble.

How long you been
running the company for?

About five years now,
since my dad passed.

Business was good.

Till the robberies started?

Yeah. Now half my truckers
aren't even showing up to work.

They're afraid they're
gonna get robbed next.

Navy hasn't pulled
their contract yet,

but it's just a matter of time.

How exactly are the thieves
robbing your trucks?

It's always the same.

They pull up while the truck's
in motion and stop it remotely.

If the thieves can hack
into the truck's computer,

they can essentially
control the truck.

What happens after that?

The thieves restrain the driver,
then they detach the trailer

and reattach it to one of their
own tractors and drive away.

These thieves... They
are smart and fast.

They're in and out in
less than ten minutes.

You thinking this
could be an inside job?

You tell me. You're the cop.

Mrs. Sawyer, thank
you for coming in.

I'm Agent Knight,
this is Agent Torres.

Nick Torres?

Yes, ma'am.

My son has told me
a lot about you.

Hmm. Any of it good?

Define "good."

Yeah.

Uh, Mrs. Sawyer, when was the
last time you saw your son?

What's wrong?

Something's happened
to Dale, hasn't it?

We're just looking
for him at the moment.

I knew it.

The day he came by the house, I
knew there was something wrong.

When was that?

About a month ago.

Dale stopped by unexpectedly,
which is very unlike Dale.

And how was his mental state?

Was he agitated, upset?

He seemed down.

He didn't say much.

But at the time, I thought
it was because that day

had been the anniversary
of Kara's death.

Who's Kara?

Kara's Dale's younger sister.

She died five years ago.

I'm sorry.

We didn't know.

Dale doesn't like
to talk about it.

He and Kara were very close.

Her death totally decimated him.

Other than that visit,

did Dale, uh, ever
contact you again?

Text, phone?

There was that one
time last week.

But it was such a brief call.

Strange, really.

How so?

He called late at night,

suddenly out of the blue,

to tell me he loved me.

Then he said he had to go.

I remember I had
trouble hearing him

because there was all this loud
music in the background and

weird noises.

Weird?

It sounded like an animal.

Like an animal...

grunting.

The over-under is

four answers right, no
vig, and there's a prop bet

on what color tie the
host will be wearing.

You in?

Good luck.

What was that?

Is there a betting pool on
how I'll do in Smart Alecks?

This was not my idea.

I am just the bookie.
I don't believe this.

Does everyone in
this building know

that I'm gonna be on this show?

More like everyone

in the entire Navy Yard.

Don't worry.

You are heavily favored to win.

I've got a hundred
riding on you, too.

Well, thanks, but are people
actively betting against me?

It's not a knock
against you, McGee.

It's just that you
are going up against

five-time winner
Russell Mishkin,

and he is

the Ken Jennings
of Smart Alecks.

McGee's gonna wipe the
floor with that guy.

Appreciate that, Parker.

Where we at on the case?

I reviewed the cargo manifests
from the targeted trucks,

and Agent McCullers was right.

Everything that
the thieves stole

was random, innocuous items.

Ah, so maybe they're, uh,
they're turning 'em around,

selling 'em on the black market.

Nah, this stuff wouldn't be
worth the hassle of stealing.

I did find one
interesting pattern.

All of the trucks were
carrying B1 vitamins,

like crates of them.

Vitamins?

Okay, what about, uh,
what our truck lady

Ms. Hankamer said?

Could this be an inside job,
someone looking to rip her off?

Possibly. We checked

her company's employee records,

and we found someone
who might fit the bill.

Wade Cutler. He's been
driving for Hankamer

for the past four years.

And before that, he did time

for robbery and grand
theft auto. And get this.

Each day of the robberies,
he called in sick.

All right. So where do
we find Wade Cutler?

I may have an idea.

There's a roadhouse
off of, uh, I-95

called the Triple Deuce.
Popular with truckers.

I'm willing to bet

that that's where
Wade hangs out,

and that Sawyer's
been there, too.

Why do you think that?

Well, Sawyer's mom.

She said that he called

from a place with loud
music and animal grunts.

And so, I called the Triple
Deuce, and it turns out

they have a mechanical
bull that makes noises.

So, are we going on a field
trip to the Triple Deuce?

We can't. If Wade
is our thief,

we can't go in there
flashing badges.

It'll tip him off.

It could endanger Sawyer,

if he's still alive
and undercover.

Mm, so how do we
investigate somebody

who we can't investigate?

I know how.

No way.

I go undercover and
I get close to Wade.

No, it's too dangerous. McGEE:
No, I agree with Parker.

Going undercover already
got one agent killed.

It's the only way
to find Sawyer.

Okay, it's got to be me.

I'm the reason why he's in
this mess in the first place.

Okay, I'll get started with
Kasie on creating a backstop.

And I'll dig up

whatever I can on Wade Cutler.

You sure about this, Nick?

I think it's time
to put my job first.

♪ Well, you told me a lie ♪

♪ Now your man done come ♪

♪ Whoa, I love your jivin'... ♪

What'll you have, handsome?

Uh, I'll have a
Cran-Apple, plain.

Friend of Bill, huh?
Yeah, I just met him.

I got eight years myself.

Hmm.

It's on the house, honey.

Thank you.

So, you got a name to go with
that handsome face of yours?

Danny.

Everybody here calls me Mama Jo.

Mama Jo. I own this dump.

So what brings you here, Danny?

I haven't seen you before,
and I know everybody.

Oh, I just came up from
the, uh, Panhandle.

Doing some trucking down there?

Yeah, I was driving an
Anteater, pulling doubles,

lots of long hauls, and,
uh, then things dried up.

You and the rest of the country.

I'm actually looking to
make some quick cash.

Heard through the grapevine
that I should come out here

and ask for a guy named Wade.

Where'd you hear that?

Was I talking to you?

You are now.

Who told you about Wade?

Screw you, man.

Isn't there a cow somewhere
that needs tipping?

Hey, hombre, why don't you
take that smart mouth of yours

and get the hell out of here?

Leave him alone, Emmet! Wow.

Hombre.

We have a problem here?

Oh, I hope so.

♪ Lordy mama, no need to worry ♪

♪ I love your jivin',
the way you carries on ♪

♪ Well, you told me a lie... ♪

Wouldn't do that if I were you.

Nice.

That's five.

He was asking about you.
Bastard damn near broke my nose.

Yeah, well, it would
have been an improvement.

Here's his wallet.

Well, what do we got here?

Danny Rico from Florida.

What do you want, Mr. Rico?

I need to make some fast cash.

Do I look like I
sell lotto tickets?

You got a trucker's
license. Use it.

I need something more lucrative.

Something off the books.

I have some issues with the law.

Hmm. You've done time? Where?

Glades.

Did about a dime
for armed robbery.

I bunked with a
dude named Foley,

who told me that, uh, you
guys had something going.

Foley?

Never heard of him.

I know him.

We pulled some scores
together back in the day.

He's good people.

If Foley can vouch for
this guy, he must be okay.

You come in here
acting all tough.

How do I know you're not a cop?

I look like a cop?

Actually, yeah, you do.

Check him for a wire.

Get your hands off me.

Nobody step closer,
or I'll cut it off!

I'm not playing.

Oh, I like this guy.

Yeah, he's crazier
than you, Emmet.

Yeah.

Okay, Danny Rico of Florida.

I'm gonna make a few calls.

If you are who you
say you are, well,

then maybe we'll have something
for you in the near future.

So, we'll be in touch.

When? I need cash now.

Don't be so impatient.

It's bad for your health.

Oh, I thought
you might need a double

after meeting Wade.

His boys can be a real handful.

Yeah, not the word I'd use.

Sorry about the fight earlier.

Oh, don't sweat it, handsome.

Emmet had it coming.

Speaking of...

Whiskey, Mama Jo.

10-4.

Where's your bathroom?

Just down the hall.

What the hell are
you doing here?

What am I'm doing
here? Looking for you.

You could've blown
my cover. Sawyer,

what's going on here?

Everyone's looking for you.

People think you killed
that FBI agent...

Parlamis.

Oh, man.

You did kill him.

I had no choice.

He was an agent.
A dirty agent.

He was stealing money from Wade
and keeping it for himself.

When I confronted
him at the motel,

he got angry and
went for his gun.

So I shot him.

It was self-defense.

Sawyer, did you burn his body?

No.

That was Wade's idea.
He stopped by the motel,

he got all suspicious,

and asked me why
I killed him. I...

So you told him you figured out
that Parlamis was an FBI agent

and you killed him because
he was being a rat?

I had to protect
my cover, right?

This mission is over.

I'm bringing you back in.

We have plenty of evidence to
take down Wade and his crew.

Except Wade's not
calling the shots.

He's got a boss, a big fish.

I overheard Wade talking
to him on the phone.

Look, I haven't met him yet,

but I'm getting close.
I just need more time.

I don't know. I think we
need to call the FBI first.

Please, Nick.

I have devoted months to this,

literally given up my life.

You, of all people,
know what that's like.

Let me see this through.

All right.

I'll call Parker and tell him
that we're staying undercover.

We?

No way. This is my mission.

I've got this under control.

Control?

You didn't seem that in
control back in the alley.

Look, everything had just
gone down with Parlamis, okay?

My head wasn't screwed on
straight, but I'm good now.

Yeah, well, I'm not
taking any chances.

Hey, Parker.

Uh... might fade
too much. All right.

- Yeah, let's-let's go with
this one. - Hey, guys.

What you got there, Jimmy?
Buy some new neckties?

Actually, these
are for you, McGee.

We are picking
the perfect tie

for you to wear on Smart Alecks.

What's wrong with my clothes?

Oh, nothing. You just need
something that's bold, you know?

Something that'll intimidate
the other contestants.

Mm-hmm. So we came
up with the perfect

power color... for you.

How do you feel about...

chartreuse? Hmm.

Look, I know you
guys are just trying to help,

okay, but I just want to go
on Smart Alecks and have fun.

All this talk about power
colors and betting pools...

It's kind of got me freaked
out a little bit, so...

Oh. We're sorry. Uh,
yeah, we'll stop.

Oh, it's okay. It's
all right. It's...

Although,

you know what? This
one looks really nice.

It does, doesn't it?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh. I can almost feel my power.

Mm. Where'd you get
this one, Jimmy?

Got it from downstairs.

Down? Wait.

You got this off
one of the bodies?

Oh, sure. I got a whole
wardrobe down there.

Uh, they're not gonna miss it.
No, no, no, no, no. No, no.

Oh, nice tie. Got one
just like it at home.

Anyone talk to Torres
since last night?

He called in about an hour ago.

Wade Cutler bought
his cover story.

So it would appear
that Torres has

successfully
infiltrated his crew.

Any word on when they're
gonna pull the next heist?

Not yet, but, uh,
Torres is hoping

when they do, Mr. Big
will be there.

Uh, I got to be honest.

I still don't like the idea
of Torres staying undercover.

Look, the best thing we can do

to help both of 'em is
just keep working the case.

We need to figure out exactly
what Wade wants on those trucks.

Actually, I might have an idea.

But you're not gonna believe it.

They're stealing the vitamins?

You're right. I
don't believe it.

Vitamins... we all take
'em, we all love 'em.

They're good for your
health, right? Yeah, sure.

I used to love the ones that
looked like Fred and Barney.

But did you
know that B1 vitamins

contain trace amounts
of a chemical called

gamma-butyrolactone, or GBL?

Now, GBL by itself

is illegal to
consumers in the U.S.

because it is the main
ingredient in GHB,

the date-rape drug.

Wade and his crew
are stealing the vitamins

so they can make drugs?

They're not just thieves.
They're drug dealers.

They need a ton of the vitamins

in order to extract
the necessary chemical.

Nice job, Kase.

Th-There's something else.

I wasn't the only one
interested in these vitamins.

Someone else at NCIS pulled the
same chemical analysis reports

three weeks ago.

Who?

So, what's the
deal? Wade wants us there

at 2:00 p.m. Saturday.
All right, got it.

All right, we'll see you.

Hey.

Emmet told me something's
going down soon.

Said he was gonna call
us. Well, good timing.

I just got off the
phone with Parker.

What did he have to say?

Well, Kasie figured out what
Wade and his crew were up to.

They're making drugs.

GHB.

But you already knew
that, didn't you?

What are you...?

You ran the chemical
reports three weeks ago.

And don't even bother denying it

'cause Kasie found your log-ins.

I was gonna tell you.

Yeah. When? When I was ready.

I'm still trying to put
the pieces together.

That's not good enough. You
should've come to me sooner.

Yeah, well, this is my mission,

and I don't have
to answer to you.

Yeah, you're right.
You don't answer to me,

but you do answer to
Vance and the FBI.

You should've at least
given them the heads-up.

Ah, forget this,
man. Hey, Sawyer.

What else are you
hiding from me now? Huh?

Where you going? To the head.

Is that okay, or you want
to tag along there, too?

Doesn't feel good, does it?

Talk. What are you
gonna do? Shoot me?

For starters, or maybe
I should arrest you

for obstruction of justice, hmm?

I want to know the reason why

you've been keeping
secrets on this case.

The real reason.

It's because of Kara.

Your sister?

She died from GHB.

What happened?

Oh, she was partying too much

and fell in with
the wrong crowd.

And... one night she bought
some GHB and overdosed.

It put her in a coma.

You know, she held
on for six months.

Those were the longest
months of my life.

I'm sorry.

Did they catch the guys
who sold it to her?

No.

Then, when I took
this case and learned

that Wade and his crew were
selling the same poison

that killed my sister?

I had to stop them.

That's why you didn't tell
the FBI about the drugs.

So what now?

Look, Sawyer,

I know this is personal to you,

but going rogue is not
the way to go about it.

Trust me.

I know.

When I first joined
here years ago,

somebody came after my family.

I nearly lost it, man.

Almost took matters
into my own hands.

What stopped you?

My team.

They made me realize
I wasn't alone

and that I could lean
on them for support.

But not everyone
has what you have.

Your team is special.

What do I got?

Me. You can lean on me, man.

Ah.

It's Wade.

Looks like it's showtime.

They're pulling another heist?

No. Wade wants to move the drugs

to a new location
in a couple hours.

Says the big boss
is gonna be there.

That doesn't give us much time.

Hey, Parker.

Where are we at?

After your call with Torres,
we placed GPS trackers

on his and Sawyer's trucks.

Wherever they go, we'll know.

What about the drugs? We have
any idea of their location yet?

Wade wants them to meet

at the roadhouse first
to get the details.

But once they get to
the second location

and Torres can confirm
that the drugs are there,

he's gonna text us, we
go in, make the bust.

Okay, good. I want eyes on
Torres and Sawyer at all times.

Where's Wade?

Change of plans.

Wade's gonna meet
us at the location.

All right, fine by
me. We'll follow you.

No, you won't be needing
your trucks. I'll drive.

But first I'm gonna
need your cell phones.

What for?

The boss likes to
take precautions.

You never know who's
listening, right?

Hmm.

Hell, you know me.

I don't care.

I'm not giving you crap.

Don't make this
tougher than it needs to be,

Rico.

Shall we?

Where's the stuff?

Yeah, I thought we were
gonna move some merchandize.

Not today, handsome.

Ah.

So you call the
shots around here?

Don't look so surprised.

You think I made all my money

slinging beers for truckers?

I did. I kinda did.

Hell, I should be the
one who's surprised.

A handsome guy like you
turning out to be a cop.

Uh, okay, I don't...

One of the working girls
who hooks at the Deuce?

She also happens to work at
the motel Tommy's staying at.

She recognized you
from the crime scene.

Said she saw you there

with a bunch of cops
asking questions.

Got anything to say for
yourself, Danny Rico?

Or should I say
Agent Nick Torres?

Put
him on his knees.

All right, hold up, hold up.

There's got to be
some mistake here.

Now, Rico's no cop. My
prison guy vouched for him.

Who vouched for you?

I've had my doubts about you

the minute you showed
up at the Deuce.

So now I'm a cop?

We never had any rats
until you showed up.

Now, all of a sudden,
we've got two?

Yeah, it's a hell
of a coincidence.

Are you crazy?!

Are you forgetting what
happened at the motel?

I killed one of those rats.

Well, then you'll have no
trouble killing this one.

Shoot him.

If you're not a cop, prove it.

NCIS! You're under arrest!

I had a feeling you'd do that.

Which is why we took all of
the bullets out of the gun.

Get down!

End of the road, boys.

No hard feelings.

Something funny, handsome?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Can't wait to see the
look in your dumbass faces

when a team of federal agents
just busts through that door.

And, uh, how do you suppose
that's gonna happen, huh?

No one knows you're here.
We took your phones.

And I took yours.

I picked your pocket

back at the bar when
I bumped into you,

and I secretly dialed NCIS
on the way here, so, uh,

well, they should've
tracked my location by now.

Hombre.

Son of a bi...

NCIS! Freeze! Right there!

FBI!

Hands up! Hands!
Let's see hands!

We got 'em!

Hey, you really improved
since we last fought.

Oh. You, too.

I'm still better,
though.

Come on. Ow.

Ow.

Well, I wish you'd let me

give you the full
check-up downstairs.

You two look like you've been
in a cage match... again.

We're fine, Jimmy. Thank you.

Yeah, you should
see the other guys.

No, like, seriously.

They definitely need
medical attention.

It's just nice to
see the two of you

fighting someone else
for a change. Yeah.

Well,

we got a full confession
from, uh, Mama Jo Dalton.

She gave up the location of the
drugs, accomplices, everything.

Are the drugs off the streets?

They won't be able to
hurt anybody else again.

Hey, Torres, can we, uh...?

Listen, I just wanted to...

Listen, man, no, no, no. No, uh,
reason to thank me, all right?

Told you I had your
back, and I meant it.

Only did what you
would have done for me.

Actually, I was gonna ask

if you could fill out
those action reports.

No use in us both doing 'em.

This...
guy right here.

Hey, I
had you, didn't I?

Yeah, I don't even
know why I deal with you, man.

Seriously, though, Nick,

thank you... for everything.

Well, don't be afraid
to reach out next time.

You're not alone.

McGee? What are you doing here?

Yeah, shouldn't you be on
your way to Hollywood by now?

Well, I got a call from the
producers of Smart Alecks.

It appears that five-time winner

Russell Mishkin...
was caught cheating.

So they have halted production

while they conduct
an investigation.

I knew Mishkin was
too good to be true.

I'm sorry to hear it, McGee.

Yeah, we all know how much you
were looking forward to this.

Yeah, just kind of
bummed I don't get

to show off my trivia
knowledge, you know?

Not necessarily.

Milk of Magnesia.

What? KASIE: That's correct.

Is that for real? That's
it, yes, that's it.

Okay, next question,
for 50 points.

How many hearts does
an octopus have?

Three.

Oh. What?! That's correct!

Oh, come on!

It's impossible! This guy...

He's like the
Terminator of Trivia.

All right, I'm done. I
trained him. I trained him.

Jimmy, you get up here and
lose. All right, all right.

Come on, man.
I'll give it a go.

Next victim. Be nice.

Brutal.
Thank you very much.

Um, I got it, I got it.

Come on,
Jimmy, represent.

Here we go.

Yas!

I'm pissed,
I don't like losing.

Hey, Sawyer. What's up, man?

I was just wondering if
you had room for one more?

But, you know, if it's just
a you-and-your-team thing,

it's cool, I understand.

Well, that depends. Do you
have pepperoni in there?

With extra cheese.

All right, get your ass in here.

All right, we got a new player.

Yay!

Hey, Sawyer! Hey, hey!

Oh,
looks who's rolling in

with the pizza. Oh, yeah.

Want a beer, sir?

Yeah, absolutely.

Gonna put these...

Don't worry, Tim.
He's not very bright.

It'll be a short round.
Books are good for something.

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