All language subtitles for NCIS.Sydney.S02E04..WEB.h265-Tolic

Gimme a look.

It's not finished yet.

Okay.

Yes! Driving lesson.

Yoo!

One step closer to freedom.

One step closer to you.

Just be careful of traffic cams.

- All right?
- Yeah.

There's eyes
everywhere, remember?

Bye, babe.

The firewall's using data
security posture management.

I know that!

Including penetration testing

and rolling security audits.

Why is it suddenly all about me?

Mom, ready?

We're really doing it this time?

Oh, honey.

Was that today?

We're still deep in it here.

It's fine. Don't...
worry about it.

No, hang on. Just wait.

I'll make it up to you, I swear.

Tomorrow, guaranteed.

We'll carve out some girl
time, just you and me.

Tomorrow is D-Day.

Day after tomorrow, then?

Mom, I've got school, remember?

Ohh.

- Why don't I take her?
- No, Heather.

You've got Pilates.

Who needs core strength, right?

No, you two keep working
here. Come on, it'll be fun.

Let's go.

Thanks for taking me.

Hey, don't
worry about it.

I'm so excited.

They drive on the
right here, right?

Should I have taken out
life insurance?

Too late now.

Are you okay?

Grace?

What?

I got rainbow
sherbet on my face?

What's going on?

Why drag me down here?

Why not, you know?
A pool. Us hanging.

Could be the best day ever.

No, see,

I already spend 60
hours a week with you.

I don't need an
extra scoop of you

on my day off.

You do, though, because...

Hold this.

Appreciate it, thank you.

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

D, that is a...

Genuine Aussie budgie snugglers!

Smugglers.

- Like I said.
- No.

See, the budgie is being
smuggled, not snuggled.

Put your shorts back on!

Whoa, whoa, not so fast.

Blue helped me with your size.

And Blue is now dead to me.

- Evie, you nearly drowned.
- Yeah. And?

You gotta learn how to swim!

Must be HR calling to
do a welfare check on me

after seeing you in those.

Hey, Sarge. What's up?

Sorry to call
on your Sunday.

A Navy officer's car's exploded.

Thank God. Send us the deets.

- Gotta go.
- Wait a...

Ready for you now.

My first car was a real bomb,
but it's got nothing on this.

It's one way to get out of
your kid's driving lesson.

- Hmm.
- What do we got?

Commander Kira Mason,
cyber warfare engineer,

relocated here six months ago

to fix some major snafu in
the US Navy's IT system.

Daughter, Grace, 17.
Doing her final year here.

Her eighth school in nine years.

Welcome to the life
of a Navy brat.

- Dad on the scene?
- Not as far as I can tell.

Who is that?

Mum's chief of staff

and all-round family
glue, Heather.

She took the major brunt of
the blast at close range.

- They look tight.
- Yeah.

Bomb squad identified
a pipe bomb

underneath the driver's seat.

Hardware-store special,

damn near impossible to trace.

Most likely an RF trigger.

- Car fob?
- That's what we thought.

'Til we saw this.

The bomb goes off
before Grace's finger

even touches the fob button.

So either someone's
got a hair trigger

or they didn't
want anyone killed.

Make some friends, knock on
some doors. See who saw what.

Gotcha.

- What's going on down there?
- Didn't get a chance to change.

Budgie smugglers have
turned budgie stranglers.

Commander Mason.
Michelle Mackey, NCIS.

How you holding up?

Oh, you know. Just
another day at the office.

See, that's why I
never got a desk job.

How's Grace doing?

She's...

..17.

It's a tough age, I get it.

Any idea who might wanna
hurt either of you?

Maybe even just scare you?

Like you, I work for the US
Government, so it's a long list.

Hmm, any chance it
could be related

to the work you do out here?

You're in IT, right?

I have all the
clearances, Commander.

It would be a lot easier
to help you if you help me.

It's a large
data-migration project,

prompted by the discovery

of a critical vulnerability
in the system.

What kinda data we talking?

The system reaches into
the heart of the US Navy.

You can do the math.

Look...

Do you mind if we
finish this later?

Grace is a mess and, honestly,
I'm... I'm not far behind.

Of course.

So, according
to the Staties,

Kira's systems engineer, Gene,

was inside with her at
the time of the explosion.

Okay. What's he got
to say for himself?

Not a whole lot. He shot
through before we got here.

Door cam of Kira's
driveway, night before last.

- I can't make anything out.
- That's the point.

Someone's blinding the camera

with a very cool
high-powered laser

which I may or may not
have just ordered online.

Why would our laser bomber
have it in for an IT geek?

A very senior IT geek wrangling
highly classified Navy data.

The hell's going on back there?

My bet is they were
changing the plates,

because these ones don't
match the car's VIN.

In fact, they don't
match any VIN.

They're fake plates?

3D-printed. Fake as fairies.

Okay, so someone sneaks
in and plants an IED.

Why change the plates?
That makes no sense.

When the Mafia want to stop
a witness from testifying,

they just blow up the
car, bada bing, bada boom.

So maybe it's some
kind of message?

Like what?

You tell me.

All right, so we gotta spend a
few days here. Why be a hater?

Because, D,
I had a date tonight.

And now I don't

because I am stuck here with
you babysitting some Navy brat.

Girl, you got the wrong outlook.

Babysitting ain't so bad.

I done it, I crushed it.

You crushed babysitting?

Got my first sit age 10.

12 bucks an hour for
pizza and a ball game?

Damn, I'm in. The trick?

Find out what the
kid wants, get that.

Popeyes, Wendy's,
Taco Bell, get it!

Hell, kid wants Carl's Jr.?

You splash the cash, baby.

Comes right back atcha
in repeat business.

Right.

I cannot wait to see the
DeShawn Method in action.

What are you doing?
Mom said you'd be here.

She didn't say you'd
be spying on me.

Just making sure
the house is tight.

You know, keep you
and your mom safe.

In my bedroom?

Eyes on everywhere, 24/7.

- Even while you sleep.
- Ugh!

- Ignore the night stalker here.
- God...

It's just until we find the
bomber. Speaking of which...

These were on your mum's
car when it blew up.

They're fake. Mean
anything to you?

No.

Just get out of
my room, will you?

And take the creep
show with you.

You're nervous,
right? I get it.

Come again?

You're about to
enter the tech world,

out of your comfort zone.

Makes you anxious, I can tell.

No, I'm good with tech. I
flew choppers for a living.

There's plenty of
buttons in choppers.

I push your buttons all day,
doesn't make me Bill Gates.

That is the smartest
thing you've ever said.

Oh, thank you.

I'm just saying,

we're about to step
into tech mecca.

These tech guys, they speak
a whole different language.

- Yes, which I understand!
- Really?

Hm. What's firmware?

- Firmware?
- Mmm.

Firmware is better
than software.

Not as good as hardware.

Go for Mackey.

Go for Blue.

Uh, no, you called me, Blue.

Correct.

So I did some digging

into 3D printers.

And turns out that each of them

have a distinctive polymer
fingerprint which...

Um, sorry.

Um, which is great.

Um, so based on stratification,

it looks like the license plates

were printed using
a Nipto 3D 2000.

A specific Nipto 3D 2000?

A specific one of the 150,000
that were sold here last year.

So not super specific, then.

You get me
the actual printer

and I can confirm that
it is the actual printer.

Ha! Welcome to my
world, huh?

What about the plates?

Anything military?

All I came up with was a
handle on an online forum

dedicated to a Navy
SEALs operation

in South Sudan in 2019.

What was the op?

It's classified.

But that doesn't stop the forum

from strongly suggesting

that the operation ended
with four Navy SEALs

being killed by friendly fire.

That's possible.

But because it was deniable,

the families of the dead SEALs

didn't receive their
death benefits.

Yeah, that one not so much.

I don't know, boss.

Uh, user @tango8 seems
pretty convinced.

That's why they're called
conspiracy theories, Blue.

I prefer facts.

Like whether Commander Mason

is somehow connected
to @tango8, okay?

Oh, I
need magenta, do I?

Listen to it. It's
as full as a goog.

It has never printed
a word in anger.

But, no, what do I get?

Must
replace magenta.

Doc okay?

Yeah, just,
um, minor tech issues.

All I wanna do

is print out my footy tickets.

Is that too much to ask?

I'm all
over @tango8. Bye!

Okay. Call you later.

- Oh, no, no. No, no, no!
- Doc...

I think I've just
deleted my footy tickets.

It's okay. You just... just
remove it from the trash.

Listen, I've tried
that, all right?

It said, "Remove from trash."

I did so, and now they
have disappeared...

..completely!

Now, just remember,
if you get confused,

you just signal me, all right?

There's no shame
in being analog.

- Seriously?
- Oh, hey.

Hey.

- You can take that.
- No, it's fine.

Uh, everyone wants a
piece of Kira right now.

It's my job to keep
the hounds at bay.

Listen, Grace, is she...

Oh, safe at home with our guys.

Oh, thank you so much. I
really appreciate that.

Just take a couple
of these. Thank you.

- Thanks.
- It's just through here.

Okay, this is us.

Can I get you anything
while you wait?

No.

Maybe a chair?

Are you insane?

I mean, the migration schedule

has been locked in for months.

If you want to bring it
forward, at least let me in!

For God's sake, Gene,
you know I can't do that.

Protocols dictate
this is my call.

I'll be right back.

It's Gene, right?

Jim Dempsey, AFP.

Kinda busy here, Jim.

These are pretty cool.

What is it, IT-Rex?

It's a dragon, actually.

Oh, right, yeah, the wings.

Yeah, it's a giveaway.

Hey, you're the
go-to IT guy, right?

Can I ask you a question?

You know the whole nine-square
find-the-motorcycle challenge

before you log into a website?

What am I doing wrong?

Excuse me?

Well, I find the motorcycles
every single time,

but it won't let me
log in, you know?

So I asked my partner about it,

and she says, "You should
move onto the fire hydrants."

It's false reassurance.

It's just designed to
make you feel secure.

See, that's what I thought. Hmm.

You know, hearing
it from you, though,

it just makes me feel better.

Data-migration issues, huh?

Overheard you talking to Kira.

She's moved the window up

but won't let anyone else
oversee the transfer.

Control freak.

- Right?
- Right.

I mean, I'm the one

who found the vulnerability,
but she thinks

she knows better
about how to fix it.

Huh, bosses. Be a lot
easier without 'em.

Hey, I didn't say that.

Hey, we couldn't find you
before at Kira's house.

We went looking for you,
but you'd shot through.

Had to get back here.

Ah, tight schedule.
Yeah, you said.

Mate, @tango8,

that mean anything to you?

Nuh. Why?

Oh, just someone changed
the number plates

on your boss's car

before they blew
it into next week.

That's weird, right?

Dude, if I wanted
to get rid of Kira,

I would just plant
porn on her Slack feed.

Sounds like you've put
some thought into that.

I think we're finished here.

Okay.

Anything?

Smartest guy in the room

with a shed full
of axes to grind.

Sounds like fun.
Wish I was there.

Oh, Gene's a tech bro,

so it was gonna be
easier mano a mano.

Why, 'cause you're so techy?

No, because I'm so mano.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

Did you speak to
the chief of staff?

Mm, no.

We were too busy
pillow fighting.

Damn.

Sorry to keep you
waiting. Coffee?

Excuse me. I have to change
the system WEP keys every hour.

Part of the enhanced
security protocols.

What is it you guys do again?

We're part of the Navy's
Indo-Pacific cyber facility.

We've partnered with
a local tech firm

to help fix a critical
sequencing vulnerability

in the Sydney hub.

Have I lost you?

Oh, he was good
up until 'cyber'.

We've been working towards
a three-hour window

when the firewall comes down

and we mass migrate the data

from the old server to the new.

Ah, the old mass data
migration. That's classic.

Sounds like a big job.

Seven days a week for
the last six months.

How does, uh, Grace
cope with that?

Everything's been tricky
since her dad passed.

Sorry to hear that.

You marry into the military,
you prep for the worst.

You never think it'll
happen to you, but it does.

Especially in the SEALs.

Your husband was a SEAL?

Mmm.

Does @tango8 mean
anything to you?

No.

Why? Should it?

Ooh, sorry.

She terrifies you, huh?

The DeShawn Method
has met its match.

Hey, girl, please!

I've cracked way
tougher nuts than her.

- Blue?
- Hey. Okay.

So I found a post on
the conspiracy forum

and I convinced the moderator

to give me their IP address,

which I ran against the ISP

to get the MAC address
of that associate IP.

- Follow?
- I don't speak binary, Blue.

Can you send me a photo
of the router number?

Okay, who has access
to their home Wi-Fi?

Grace.

Grace!

Home Wi-Fi, who uses it?

Just me.

Mom has to use the
secure Navy one.

Why?

Just covering all our bases.

You hear that, Blue?

I'm... I'm afraid I did.

And you'd be afraid because...?

Because that means
that Grace is @tango8.

So, Grace and her online buddies

catch a little conspiracy fever.

How does changing the plates

and blowing up mom's
car play into that?

Maybe the whole thing was about

raising awareness
for the SEALs cause.

Well, that didn't work.

The only people who know

the plates were changed
are inside this building.

What if there's some
truth in the conspiracy?

Grace is ruffling feathers,
messes with the wrong people,

so they blow up mum's car as
a warning to stop digging.

They put Grace's
username on the plates

so she'd know the
message was for her.

So you're saying that they knew

Grace was going for a driving
lesson at that exact time?

I'm not sure I'm
buying that either.

Let's see what
she's selling, then.

How are you guys doing?

Can I get you anything?

These are excerpts
from the online forum

that Grace was a part of.

So Grace was part of a
social justice forum.

So what?

She's always been
into this stuff.

Goes a little deeper than that.

You recognize this person?

What, you...
You think that's Grace?

- We don't know who it is.
- Are you kidding?

You think my daughter
got sucked into

some conspiracy theory
and then blew up my car?

I know it sounds a little, uh...

Insane.

Sounds insane.

Yeah, well, so do a lot
of conspiracy theories.

Is it true?
You believe all this?

Honey, this goes back months.

If you had any questions, you
could have just come to me.

Sure I could.

"Hey, Mom, I know you're
the world's busiest woman

"trying to save the US
Navy single-handedly,

"but any chance you guys
stiffed a bunch of Navy SEALs?"

Yeah, that would have
gone really well.

Did you blow up my car?

Seriously?

The one I was about to drive?

There's your answer, Sergeant.

These were found on your
mum's car when it blew up.

You've seen
them before, right?

And you told my guys they don't
mean anything to you either.

- Yeah.
- Hmm.

So here's the thing...

..when we stumbled across
your little conspiracy forum,

@tango 8 is your handle.

Didn't think to
mention that, Grace?

Honey, what's he talking about?

I mean, you see
how this looks, right?

Looks like you're
hiding something.

Sure you don't
recognize that person?

Oh! Yeah. It kinda
looks like you.

And why would I plant a
bomb under your mum's car?

I don't know, to shut me up
about the SEALs cover-up?

Why would I want to do that?

'Cause I'm speaking
truth to power.

She is all the way down
that rabbit hole, huh?

You really think I'd do that?

Yeah. You or someone like you.

That must scare the
hell out of you, Grace, huh?

Not knowing the good
guys from the bad.

Oh, it's
clearer than you think, JD.

Okay? They'll let
her go. Don't worry.

Hey, mind if I have a quick
word with the Commander?

Is Grace all right? You're
not keeping her here, are you?

My team will drive her
home. She's in safe hands.

Your daughter's got
some strong views, huh?

Any sense of when this
all might have started?

Does she have close friends
who might be driving this?

We've traveled around so much,

it's been hard for her
to maintain friendships.

What about Jake?

Grace's boyfriend?

She doesn't have a...

I missed that, too, did I?

She never even mentioned him.

I suppose you think
I'm a terrible mom,

letting my daughter get
swept up in all of this.

I try to make it a habit
not to judge single moms.

It's hard to know unless
you've been there, right?

She's a good kid, Kira.

We just gotta work out
how to get her back.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Okay, let's try
retracing your steps.

Okay, so you bought
the tickets online.

- How did you receive them?
- Via SMS.

And, you know, I had to pay
$7 extra for the privilege.

Which you accidentally deleted.

Yeah, well.

Okay, have you tried
the online help chat?

Oh, I couldn't get in, mate.

I failed the human
verification test thing.

- Okay.
- Mm.

Well, maybe they
emailed you a receipt.

I mean, we can always
just ask them to s...

You have more than
20,000 unread emails!

When was the last
time you checked this?

Well, it might
have been a while.

How'd you
go with the forum?

Um, good.

Uh, I think I found the origin
story for the whole conspiracy.

So, this post was made
by @truthsabre101, okay?

He plants the seed that the
families of the dead SEALs

were never paid.

It slowly catches fire

until @tango8 - Grace -

joins the forum and the
whole thing blows up.

And then @tango8
and @truthsabre101,

they kind of, I don't know,

they kind of get
close-talky with each other.

It's called flirting, Blue.

Obviously.

Odds on, @truthsabre101
is the boyfriend, Jake.

And our bomber.

Print me out all
correspondence between them.

Well, good luck with that.

Somebody has used
up all the magenta.

Don't.

Yo, chill!

Just me.

Seriously?

- Where's she at?
- Balcony.

Watch and learn, girl.

This is gonna be good.

Hmm.

You hungry? You gotta
be starving, right?

Yeah, you gotta be starving.

All right, so what's your jam?

Hmm, I'm thinking... All right!

Sushi?

Fair. You know, never
eat fish on a Monday.

So, what have we got in here?

We got some... We
got some fries.

You like ice cream?
I like ice cream.

Don't like ice cream. I got you.

See, nobody in the history
of humanity says no to...

- Pizza?
- ..pizza?

But there's always a first, and
I'm glad, I'm so glad it's you.

You know, pioneering.

I don't think she's hungry, D.

The DeShawn Method
kills it again.

Well, at least I'm trying.

Over to you, Agent Cooper.

Hey.

That's you, yeah?

And that's Jake, right?

He's cute.

DeShawn sent me out here

because he thinks I
know what it's like

to be a 17-year-old girl.

Honestly... I don't.

Why? You skip 17?

Kinda.

My dad was never present.

So I spent my teens helping
my mum raise my siblings.

Sucks.

I reckon I'm lucky, though.

I had three brothers and
two sisters to keep me busy.

You're doing it alone.

Sucks.

After Dad died...

..Mom cried a lot.

I came home from school

and she'd taken
down all his photos.

Like he never existed.

That's one way to grieve.

How'd you cope?

Oh, yeah.

Go for it.

Hey, babe.

Hey. How are you doing?

I'm okay.

Well, you don't sound too good.

What, are they
still hassling you?

Yeah, cops are here right now.

- Hi. I'm the cop.
- I'll call you back later.

Wait, wait, don't hang up.

Ask him if he has
an older brother.

Also, ask him how he came up
with the handle @truthsabre101.

You're all the same.

Was any of that even true?

We're just trying to help
you. What's up with Jake?

We need to talk to him,
Grace. Where is he?

Like I'm gonna tell you.

Guys?

Guys.

Did you catch the
boyfriend's number?

I did one better.

I got her mum's permission
to clone Grace's phone.

I then pulled the metadata

from the video call
that she had with Jake.

Which means?

We know exactly where he is.

All right, send that
to me. Let's go.

You ready? Go.

AFP! We're coming in!

Clear.

Fire escape's open.

Looks like we missed
him by a bee's.

Jake's gone.

No, he's not.

He's right here.

Jake is AI.

Hey, so I've
got a theory...

Deep-fake Jake
and mom's data migration

have gotta be connected, right?

Well...

We know Grace started
chatting to Jake

around the same time the system
vulnerability was exposed.

- Yeah.
- That can't be a coincidence.

Well, exactly, it's... Oh!

Kira's wrangling
top-secret Navy data.

It's worth something
to someone, right?

My turn to talk?

And you have to be
super tech savvy

to create a deep fake.

You see those drive
thingies back there?

I think 'graphics card's
the word you're looking for.

And you'd have to have eyes
on to set that bomb off.

And get off on
3D-printed dragons.

- Yes. Yes!
- Oh.

Come on.

Police! Go! Go! Go! Go!

- Police! Search warrant!
- Police! Going to the back!

Going left!

Bingo.

Mackey!

What the...

Guess that explains
where Gene's been.

Put yourself in those
SEAL's families' shoes.

You're the only one that
can access the truth.

I need to know you're up for it.

We found the
computer that created Jake.

Don't be embarrassed.

These catfishing schemes
are so sophisticated.

He looks so real.

It's just a bunch
of zeroes and ones.

Look, whoever's behind this

has been trying to manipulate
you from the start.

Conspiracy theory,

the forum,

everything was purpose-built

for a grieving 17-year-old

with a big heart and
a social conscience.

You think the fact that
this is all about a SEALs op

is a coincidence?

Babe, it's a trap you
couldn't help falling into.

Grace, what's Jake been
pressuring you to do?

Nothing.

Come on, girl.

Well, so you fell in love
with someone you never met.

You're not the first.

Trust me, sometimes
meeting them... way worse.

Honey...

Come here.

Looks like you're gonna
miss the footy, huh, Rosie?

Well, I don't know
about that, cocko.

This is all pretty straight up.

Suicide, then?

Well, not unless you
can explain to me

how the left-handed victim

manages to shoot himself
in his right temple.

This has been staged,
and very, very poorly.

I mean, I don't know what
the world's coming to.

People do not even try anymore.

But, you know, it's pretty
obvious. You don't need me!

You can just fill in
the dots yourself.

Nice try, big fella.

Until you find some evidence
telling me who did what to whom,

you're not going anywhere, mate.

You know, I could always quit.

You know, Bunnies versus the
Dragons, it'd be worth it.

Print out your resignation.

I'll take a look.

There's this too. There you go.

Old mate's phone.

A dozen missed calls to an
unknown number right before TOD.

Sounds like someone
might have got cold feet.

The hell are we missing here?

Tech bro catfishes
his boss's daughter

into believing some
fringe conspiracy theory.

For what? What's the angle?

Well, mum's overseeing a
classified data transfer.

You target the daughter
to compromise the mum?

Then get rid of your
partner in crime when

he's no longer of any use.

Saves having to share.

Share what?

The money.

- Yeah, Blue.
- Hey.

Okay, so I was trawling
through Grace's phone

and I found a hidden
message in a vault app

from a few days ago.

Remember when I said
there will come a point

where they try and shut us down?

They'll try and convince you

that none of this is real.

They'll try and convince you

that I'm not real.

But I'm telling you...

..that's when you know
you've found the truth.

She's playing possum.

Who, Grace? Why?

'Cause she still
thinks Jake's real.

Boss, one sec!

The hell's going on there?

Smoke alarm. Grace
just burnt her toast.

Ugh!

Tell me you got eyes on the kid.

Everything all right?
Grace isn't in her room.

We thought
she was with you.

Hey, Grace, you up there?

- That ain't good.
- What is it, D?

Grace is gone.
Kira's laptop too.

Check the CCTV.

Got it, got it.

Gracie? Gracie, honey?

Gracie!

What is she doing there?

She's changing

the authentication device
from my phone to hers.

Which means what exactly?

She's locked me out completely.

- It's happening.
- What is?

The data migration,
the three-hour window,

the firewall,

none of it could happen
without the laptop.

I don't understand.

It's a cyberattack.

And Grace is the bait.

So you were right.

I found a ton of malicious code

on Gene's drive.

How malicious we talking?

Ransomware. It's...
It's nasty stuff.

They could blackmail the
US Navy for billions.

That's why they were waiting
for the firewall to drop.

And why they needed
Kira's laptop.

Encrypt the data and then charge
a crypto fortune to release it.

Okay. Just
keep your phone on.

Log in, change the passcodes.

I'm trying.
Server's not responding.

I'm still locked out.
She's in total control.

Does being locked out affect
the laptop tracking software?

- I don't think so.
- Get on it.

Someone is
playing parasite -

using grieving daughter to
gain mom's exclusive access

to Navy data that
can only be accessed

during one three-hour window.

Which is now.

The conspiracy, the bomb,

the plates, the deep fake -

it was all about
manipulating Grace

to get access to the IT system

from the one person
who holds the keys.

The vulnerability
wasn't technological.

It was me.

Got a bead on the laptop.

And Blue's hacked
their escape plan.

ETA on Mackey?

Inbound. Minutes away.

Sarge, tracker's
headed to the roof.

Let's take the stairs.

Hello?

Jake, where are you?

Heather?

Oh, honey, are you okay?

Where's Jake?

I am so glad I found you.

I just had your
mom on the phone.

She's pretty pissed.

I don't...

Look, we can fix this
whole thing, okay?

We just...

We gotta get that laptop back

before anyone notices it's gone.

Come on.

How did you know I was here?

I-I'm trying to help you, honey.

Come on, don't make this
harder than it already is.

Give it here.

- Come on!
- No, I... I need this.

I accessed the VA
files for the SEALs.

Their families were
all paid in full.

I-I don't know what you're
talking about, honey.

We were wrong all along.
Jake needs to know.

Where is he?

Grace...

No. We're meeting here.
He just texted me.

He dropped a pin.

Now, give me the laptop.

Give it to me!

- No!
- Give it to me!

- Give it to me!
- No! Ugh!

Stop where you are!

That's close enough. Back up!

Drop the gun!

I want to see your hands!

Go! Move!

Evie!

Wait, Evie, wait!
Wait! No, no, no.

Go, go! Move!

Get in there!

Give me the new log-in.

Give me the damn passcode!

I'm afraid your flight
has been delayed.

Indefinitely.

Did she really just say that?

Damn!

That's some Steven
Seagal swagger.

The early days.

It's okay, babe. Okay?

It's okay, babe. I got you.

You're okay. You're okay.

I got you, babe.

Get off him!

- I thought this game was done.
- Oh!

It's a replay, and if
anyone tells me the score,

they'll cop a
scalpel to the groin.

Wait, which
team is attacking

and which is defending?

Uh, both are doing both.

So it's not like NFL.

Uh, Aussies can multitask.

- Yeah.
- Yeah!

Ugh! So, you know, but
where's all the gear?

- That's it, D.
- What?

- There are no helmets here.
- Yeah, shut up!

The big man, he's
gonna take a conversion

from the sideline
and square things up!

Yeah, yeah. Shoosh,
everyone, okay?

They're converting the sideline.

Uh-uh-uh. Stop,
stop, stop. Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh!

Uh, what?

You know, I finally
worked it out -

why you can't swim.

See, it all makes sense now.

Oh, really? Enlighten me.

Yeah, see, it's 'cause
when you were younger,

you were too busy playing
mom to your siblings.

You never got the time to be
a kid or learn how to swim.

Have you seen what
saltwater does to my hair?

No, girl. I'm right.

That's why now you're
a grown-ass woman

who's perpetually juvenile.

I know you are, but what am I?

Yeah, you never had a childhood,
so you're having it now.

Which means I'm having it too,

whether I like it or not.

You like it.

- The hell's mine?
- Hmm.

I'm afraid your beer's
been delayed indefinitely.

- Okay, you heard that, huh?
- Mm!

And so will you...
for the rest of time.

I got you this.

Thank you.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

Good job today.

You too, partner.

- No, no, no! Oh! He's not...
- This is good. This is good.

He's been doing
that all day, ref!

- Oh, no, no!
- No, that's all right.

- He's been doing that all day!
- That's good.

Yeah!

He-he-hey!

Oh, that was beautiful!

- Take that.
- That's good.

What in the world

are y'all celebrating,
what happened?

We won!

That's all you need to know.

Yeah!