All language subtitles for NCIS Origins s02e08 End of the Road.eng

GIBBS: I haven't seen her
since the hospital.

FRANKS: You ain't been
stopping by to check in on her?

Little inconsiderate, ain't it?

I'd ask you to stay, but we'd
probably kill each other.

No doubt about that.

FRANKS: Something came to mind,
actually.

Place I think you might like.

A community.
I'll pack up the house for you.

I can bring you what you need.

LALA:
Randy told me about Diana?

GIBBS:
It's Diane.

Happy for you.

Twitchy Tony is my C.I.

Is Lala, uh, back at work yet?

- RANDY: Yeah.
- Yeah? Okay, then. Good for her, man.

Tony, you shorted me
on that last round!

- (all shouting)
- Back off!

Let's go.

OLDER GIBBS:
We had this place in the middle of nowhere.

(knocking on door)

- It was an old safe house...
- Hey.

- BLACK KENNY: Hey.
- ...where we'd meet up

with all our C.I.s.

Confidential informants.

- All right, you know how...
- It takes a special kind of person

to bring them into the fold.

- Lala was the best at it.
- No!

OLDER GIBBS:
Over weeks, months, sometimes years,

she'd take the time
to get to know them.

Earn their trust.

She made them feel safe.

Safe enough to trust her
with their secrets.

A C.I. named Bambi Rose
helped Lala

take down a prostitution ring.

A guy we called "Black Kenny"
had ins on gambling, drugs.

He'd go the extra mile
to track down the answer

if Lala was the one asking,

'cause she put in the time.

And when you put in
that much time,

- you're gonna have a favorite.
- Hey.

OLDER GIBBS:
Lala's favorite was a guy we called Twitchy Tony.

- (door closes)
- (lock clicks)

She first brought him
to the safe house

a couple of years before
I got to NIS...

- I'm gonna frisk you.
- ...back when she was

still new on the job.

Tony was a former boxer
and a functioning alcoholic.

She said he was nervous as hell
that first day.

- (soft thud)
- Oh, don't worry.

- The wind is nuts out there.
- Yeah.

Safe house, you know,
I can't not...

Uh, yeah, you know...

Safest place you ever seen,
I'm sure.

- Do you play cards?
- Oh.

You know, my-my ma's a tailor,
so- you know,

so I always got buttons.

Um, we could do something,

like, poker for buttons

- instead of chips?
- Yeah.

OLDER GIBBS: They played poker
for buttons for hours that first night.

- Screw it.
- Lala threw her old digital watch

- into the pot...
- I'm all in.

...'cause she thought
it'd make Tony smile.

But he was more worried
about the questions

she was gonna ask.

He knew she wanted tips
on an illegal steroid ring.

But Tony didn't have
any contacts back then.

Hell, he didn't even have
any friends.

Yeah, you know, but I think
I could get people talking

if they're wasted,
but, uh, no one really

puts me on, like,
a friend kind of level.

But- oh. I mean... No.

Don't- like,
don't get all like...

You know, I got my mom.

OLDER GIBBS:
Sure, Lala was trying to cultivate a C.I.

But she also saw
that here was a guy

that didn't have a friend
in the world.

I want you to hold
onto this watch for me.

Oh, no. I mean, that's...
I can't.

That's like- that's really...
(stammers)

I wasn't even gonna take that
if I won, man.

Who knows?
Maybe when you check the time,

you'll know
someone's in your corner.

?

(groans)

- (grunts) Sorry.
- No, uh- oh, my God,

it's, i-it's nothing,

it's-it's super cheap
and-and old.

No, that's just like,
that's something, um...

That's like something
a sister might do, you know?

Just, you know, like,
give me a watch,

uh...

and say that corner thing.

OLDER GIBBS: For the next two
years, they met up in that safe house

once every couple of weeks,

playing poker for buttons.

He really did see her
like a sister,

and he was her favorite
of all the C.I.s.

That's why
what was about to happen

would break her heart.

? ?

? ?

(sighs)

(softly):
What the heck?

Sure.

- (knocking on door)
- Hello?

- Surprise.
- Hey. What are you doing here?

- I'm on my way out.
- Wait, no. Already?

Yeah. Franks took the day off
to go visit his brother.

I told him I'd do
his morning paperwork.

I got the job.

What?

Jordis Financials
wants me, baby.

I-I thought that was

- just a prelim thing.
- No, exactly.

I never thought
they'd hire me on the spot.

I mean, it's just glorified
assistant stuff to start,

but they're gonna pay
for my CPA course.

- (laughs softly)
- This time next year,

I'll be a full-blooded
accountant.

- Congrats. (laughs)
- Thank you.

So, there is one potential bug,

but I really see it
as a feature.

It's for their L.A. office.

And I knew you wouldn't know
what to say,

but you don't have
to say anything.

Just move with me.

- To L.A.?
- Yeah.

There's an NIS office there.
I checked.

It's bigger than
the Pendleton one.

We should ask Randy about it
at dinner tonight.

- (laughs softly)
- I mean, think about it.

We could get a little apartment,

give this thing a real go.

- I-I can't move.
- No, but you don't have to answer right now...

No, I-I'm not moving.

My family is here.

Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't...

I thought Shannon and Kelly
were buried in Pennsylvania.

Nah, um...

Leroy, I can't pass this up.

(sighs)

I know.

And long-distance is for idiots.

I know.

Why do you have bacon in a cup?

- (phone ringing)
- I was taking it to go.

- (phone clatters)
- Yeah.

LALA (over phone):
Gibbs?

Something's going on with Tony.

He paged me
from the warehouse number.

- Can you meet us there?
- I'm not, uh...

- What?
- Twitchy Tony paged me "911."

He's never paged me 911.
Something's wrong.

At the warehouse?

- The street fighting place?
- Yes!

Aren't you listening?
Can you meet us there or not?

- Yeah, I-I just need a minute.
- (horn honks)

Forget it. Randy's here.

- No, I can...
- (dial tone sounds)

(scoffs)

(phone clatters)

(keys jingle)

I wish it was different.

- (door opens, closes)
- OFFICER: All right, listen up.

- Get out of my way.
- If you saw anything or heard anything,

- stand over by the pole.
- Anthony Baldino?

- Where is he?
- The rest of you... - Hey, you heard him.

- Get outside.
- Hey, hey.

Just so you guys know,
I'm the one that found him.

Get his statement. All of them.

Okay.
Why don't you come over here?

NIS. Get out of my way!

- (heart beating)
- (heavy breathing)

FIELDS:
Well, hey, who the hell

called NIS?
Excuse me. Ma'am.

Hey. Ma'am.

Detective Fields,
Oceanside Homicide.

Somebody called y'all in?

No.

He paged me.

He's my C.I.

(sighs) Well, neighborhood folks
heard a gunshot,

- somebody came in and found him, called 911.
- Federal agent, guys. NIS.

Coming through. Lala.

What's going on? Why aren't
they getting him loaded up?

Got a sucking chest wound
and a punctured lung.

They've been trying
to seal him up,

but something happened
with his airway.

They've been working on him
damn near 30 minutes.

Hey. You okay?

Tube's good.
Airway's clear. Let's go.

- LALA: Randy!
- Yeah. Folks I talked to didn't see anything.

Tony was unconscious
by the time anyone got here.

Get all the info you can,

make sure they're processing
the scene right.

Cops gave me a hard time
on the way in.

C.I. status
doesn't make it our case.

I said make sure
it's done right!

OFFICER:
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Ma'am, can't let you on
that vehicle.

- Get out of my way.
- Ma'am, unless you're family...

- Move!
- Hey!

- Let her through.
- Unless she's family...

Last I checked,
this is my crime scene,

so unless you fancy me grabbing
a handful of balls and twisting,

I suggest you shut your trap
and let the lady ride

to the hospital.

- Damn.
- (engine starts)

- PARAMEDIC: Patient is secured.
- Go.

- (door closes)
- (siren wailing)

? ?

ABE:
Agent Franks.

How you doing, Abe?

Your brother says you got
a special delivery from Texas.

Mason called last night,

asked me
to bring this one ASAP.

- (grunts)
- That should come in handy.

MASON:
Hey, hey, boy. Hey.

- Whoa. (tsking)
- (horse nickers)

- Come here.
- (neighs)

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whoa, boy.

- Hey.
- How long's it usually take to break 'em?

Depends on the horse.

Mikey, you made it.

(laughs)

- Told you I would.
- (laughs)

I tell you what,
this is a sight for sore eyes.

One I been using
ain't broken in.

FRANKS:
How long you been at it with him?

MASON:
Better part of two weeks.

He's got the strongest will
I've seen since Trigger.

- (laughs): Trigger?
- Yeah.

I'm sure everyone would love
to hear the stories.

You should stay for lunch.

Uh, I invited him for the day.

He was gonna head back
after dinner.

- I-I should've told you.
- Ah, no.

Happy to hear it.
More the merrier.

- (neighs loudly)
- STANLEY: Whoa.

MASON: Stanley, what are
you doing? Get out of there!

- Hey!
- (Stanley grunts)

Stanley!

Get out of there!
Whoa, whoa. Whoa, hey, whoa.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa.

All right. Let's go.

ABE:
You okay? What are you doing?

- This ain't a petting zoo.
- MASON: Look at me.

You feel woozy?
Stanley, look at me.

- Stay there. You okay?
- FRANKS: Son, it ain't never a good idea

to get in with an animal like
that unless you got experience.

Beth, grab the first aid kit,
will you?

What happened? Is he hurt?

ABE:
He's okay, it's just a cut.

Agent Franks,
there's a call for you.

Phone's in the kitchen.

MASON:
Go.

Damn it, that's, uh...

(exhales sharply)
You sure it's Twitch?

RANDY (over phone):
Yeah, boss, it's him.

Lala's at the hospital
with him now.

- She's taking it pretty hard.
- Yeah.

You know how she gets
with them C.I.s.

Plus, her and Tony got
that brother-sister thing going.

Rando could tell you
all about it.

RANDY:
Yeah, so, Tony used to be a boxer.

Like, a really good one.

And his dad was his trainer.
Well, the dad was an alcoholic.

- Rando.
- He was drunk driving one night,

he crashes into a pole.

Kill himself and Tony's sister.

So, Tony starts drinking,
boxing career goes...

(whistles)
...down the tubes, and he starts

running these
underground fights.

That's when he met Lala.
So she

told Tony
we'd look the other way

on the illegal fights
if he'd help us with tips

on this steroid ring
that was starting to reach

Marines on base, which he has,

but the steroid ring keeps
popping back up, you know?

Did I miss anything, boss?

I meant you should tell him
after we hung up.

Oh, uh... My bad.

Um, anyway, we thought
you might want to give us

some kind of stand-down order
to tell Lala.

- It's Oceanside's case.
- Are you two on something?

Ain't no way
she's standing down from this.

Call Oceanside, get them to
make this a joint investigation.

RANDY:
Uh, boss, uh, that could be a problem.

Uh, the lead detective
seems kind of...

I don't know, uh,
she's like a female you.

The hell's that
supposed to mean?

It's fine.
We'll take care of it.

Keep me posted on Tony.
I'll be in tomorrow.

- (phone crackles)
- (dial tone sounds)

I'll call Detective Lady Franks.

Hey, um,
with everything going on,

we should probably reschedule
dinner with Junie and Diane.

Dinner's off.
Me and Diane broke up.

- What?
- We didn't really have a choice.

What was it, your work hours?

The fact that you're a horrible
communicator? What happened?

She got a job in L.A., and...

I don't know.

Yeah. Communication. (groans)

Dude. Well...

I get it. Like...

We don't have to talk about it.

Breakups are frickin' awful.

Last thing you need is me
reminding you how awful it is.

HERM:
? Although we've come ?

? To the end of the road ?

- Herm!
- ? Still, I can't ?

- ? Let go. ?
- (groans)

Last two weeks,

every time
I turn on the radio...

? Come to the end ?

? End of the road. ?

Herm.

Best breakup song of all time,
am I right?

- Yeah.
- RANDY: Herm, please.

Gibbs and Diane are
parting ways.

- It's fresh.
- Oh.

Dang, uh...
Sorry to hear that, man.

- Does Lala know?
- MARY JO: If any of you

see Dalton Basement,

do not agree with him
that he needs

a DustBuster for his office.

The man's trying to get me
to buy it for him

out of petty cash,
that's not happening.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

I proofread your letter.

You want me to go around,
have everybody sign it?

Why are you moving like that?

Ugh, 'cause it was supposed
to be a surprise.

Never mind. Herm,

I wrote a petition
of reinstatement for you.

Everyone's gonna sign it, and
I'm gonna submit it to Wheeler.

(chuckles)
For real?

Yeah. Teams are always
shorthanded, so...

it'd be great
to be able to tap you

as a field agent
every once in a while.

- So...
- Appreciate it, bro.

GIBBS:
Give it here.

I'll sign it now.

Crap, I've got
to call Oceanside.

Joint investigation.

You get an update
on Tony's condition?

(monitor beeping)

ESTELA and GABRIELA:
Welcome home, hermanita.

LALA:
Oh, look at that sign.

Well, it's not our fault
none of us

got Mom's artistic abilities.

- (laughs)
- ESTELA: Okay,

so the discharge paperwork says

you're supposed to massage
the scar

for ten minutes
three times a day.

You want some water?
We stocked the fridge.

I'm fine.

GABRIELA:
Let's go, sis. Leg up.

- Stop it. I'm fine.
- (knocking on door)

- Ah.
- Hey. Lala in the house.

MARY JO:
Welcome home, baby!

Yeah! Hi. Mwah.

Hey. Okay, so,

we know you can't go out
anytime soon,

so we brought the club to you.

Sparkling cider.

- (cheering)
- Ah. (laughs)

? Shake that body ?

? Shake that body ?

- Hey.
- ALL: Go Lala, go Lala, go.

Go Lala, go Lala, go.

- Go Lala, go Lala, go.
- ? Shake that body ?

- Go Lala, go Lala, go.
- ? Shake it, shake it. ?

(sighs)

? ?

(grunts softly)

(exhales)

(sniffles)

(exhales)

(cries softly)

BRONSON:
Oh. Sorry.

I didn't know
anybody was in here.

- I-I'll come back.
- No.

You family?

No, uh...

friend.

They, uh...

They know when
he's gonna wake up?

They don't think
he's gonna make it.

(sniffles)

? ?

Where'd you get that watch?

Hmm?

That's Tony's watch.

(grunts)

(monitor beeping rapidly)

- DOCTOR: What happened?
- NURSE: Monitor is down.

LALA:
Did you see a guy run out here?

No.

(horse neighs)

MASON:
Whoa, boy. Hey, hey.

- Kid's an odd duck, ain't he?
- Who? Stanley?

He ain't normal.

- Gives me the creeps.
- (scoffs)

Some might say
the same about you.

He's had a hard life.
That's how he ended up here.

You're having trouble
with that horse,

I can show you another way.

- (laughs softly)
- I can.

Learned it from an old-timer
on a ranch in Arkansas

after you kicked me out
the house.

I'm sure Stanley would love
to hear all about it.

He okay?

Yeah, he's okay.

Just got a little overzealous.

He's been waiting on that horse
for three weeks.

My wife's guilty
of encouraging him.

FRANKS:
Didn't realize y'all were married.

ABE:
Yeah, going on three years now. She's the one

that had the idea about
bringing in this mustang.

The Bureau
of Land Management has

a horse overpopulation problem
in Nevada,

so they trapped him
and transported him in.

Yeah? Y'all still trying
to be a nature reserve?

Fight off that company
that's trying to take your land?

ABE:
Yeah, not a reserve,

more of an adoption corral.

Hoping to get a long-term
contract with the BLM.

Hey, listen.

After lunch, you mind if Stanley
moves his chair over here?

- (laughs)
- Maybe you can explain to him

- that breaking thing?
- (laughs softly)

He spends a lot of time
in his room alone.

Beth and I are trying
to encourage him to be out here.

- MASON: Easy. Easy.
- Yeah.

I ain't so good with kids.

He's 22.

MASON:
There you go. There you go, baby.

- Still.
- (laughs)

MASON:
Whoa, hey.

Oceanside has an officer posted
outside Tony's room.

I sent the clothes
he was wearing

and the extracted bullet
over to Woody.

We need to ID the guy
that ran from me.

Good chance he's our guy.

He was wearing the watch
I gave Tony.

Probably stole it
after he shot him.

Tony would never
give that watch away.

GIBBS:
Hey. You think

this could be about a tip
Tony gave you?

No. He hasn't given me anything
worth acting on in months.

GIBBS:
'Cause when you called me about him this morning,

never heard you
like that before.

Something else
going on with you?

Is there something
going on with you?

'Cause when I called you,
it sounded like

you didn't give a crap.

Me and Randy talked
to some of the regulars

down at Tony's fights.

They said he kept track
of all the bets,

money, who owed what.

He was obsessive about it.
Wrote it all down in a ledger.

It was reddish-brown.

- You find it?
- No.

Someone wants to erase
what they owe,

so they shoot him
and take his book.

- Hey, anybody got a light?
- Lala, you're back.

Great. Uh, Detective Fields
was nice enough

to approve our request
for a joint investigation.

Yeah, well, plenty of case
to go around.

Plus, I like the fact
she don't take no for an answer.

Same to you, Detective.

You can sit over there.

Thanks. Don't mind if I do.

This looks downright cozy.

Now, lot of these numb-nuts

in Tony's fights were juicing.

And my team's thinking

this might have
something to do with that.

You folks aware

of the steroid ring,
keeps popping up?

Yeah, boss. I mean, ma'am.

Couple of the regulars
we talked to

thought Tony kept steroids
somewhere in the warehouse.

We did a sweep of the place,
didn't find none.

No. Tony just ran the fights.

A lot of the fighters
used illegal steroids,

but he had no part of that.

Well, if people thought he did,

could be that this was
a robbery gone wrong.

Freckles,

what about the guy you said ran
from her at the hospital?

(whispers): Actually,
I-I don't have freckles.

Well, you look like you should.

LALA:
This is the best I could do. Franks is right

about this thing.

It sucks. Mary Jo?

Here. Sign this.

Randy wrote a petition
to get Herm

back out there as a field agent,
as needed.

- Love it.
- Oh, I was about to buzz you.

Is there any way you can get me
a better decipher kit?

There aren't enough options
in here.

You should get Dalton
to help you.

Dalton Basement?

Yeah, he's a talented artist.
You didn't know that?

Oh, Gail just brought Tony's mom

into the conference room.

Why didn't you tell me
she was here?

I was about to buzz you,

but then you came in
complaining about your kit.

HERM:
So, yeah, it's like, you know, I'm stoked

that everybody wants me
back in the field,

but, you know,
what if I freeze up again?

Why'd you freeze up
the first time?

I don't know.
Guys were firing at us and...

Baby, I know what happened.

I'm asking you why it happened.

VIVIANN:
I went to the hospital,

but I couldn't bring myself
to get out of the car.

(crying): I don't want
to see him like that.

I want to think of him
like this.

He talked about you
all the time.

How proud he was
of your tailoring business.

Every time I saw him,

he had buttons in his pockets

- from when he visited you.
- (laughs): Oh...

(sniffles)

You're just how
he described you.

He lost his sister...

...but he found you.

Did he tell you anything
about his watch?

About it getting stolen, maybe?

The one you gave him?

He always had it.

I know that Anthony ran
with a rough crowd,

but he protected me
from all that.

He didn't talk about them,
he didn't bring them around.

I just wanted you
to have this picture.

Uh, I should get back
to the hospital.

Even if I can't go in...

it still means something,
me being there.

Don't you think
it means something,

that I'm there for him?

LALA:
Thanks for stopping by all the time.

It means a lot.

And I will never say no

to you delivering Bamboo Palace.

Oh, last time
MJ ordered from there,

they forgot Franks's
egg foo yong

- again.
- No!

- (laughs): Yeah.
- No! Was he like...

(Southern accent):
"Mary Jo. Fix my food, damn it."

(Southern accent): "Mary Jo,
how am I supposed to fill up

- on rice?"
- (both laugh)

(regular accent):
How is everyone?

How's Gibbs?

(regular accent): Still hasn't
come to see you yet, huh?

Not since the hospital.

And I don't count that
'cause I was unconscious.

He's seeing someone.

Her name is Diana,
same as my haircut lady.

And, uh, she's the realtor
that sold Gibbs's house.

And she seems-
she seems really nice.

A-And I didn't know
if I should tell you,

but you were gonna find out
at some point anyhow.

Why wouldn't you tell me?

That's great. I'm happy for him.

My fitness-for-duty test

- is coming up.
- Mm.

The old leg is ready to go.

Soon as I pass,
I am going to strut

into the bullpen
like Mick Jagger.

Yes. Best day ever
when you get back.

DALTON:
Can you describe it?

The nose?

Yes.

Did it have a bulbous tip?

I don't know.
It kind of went down.

Let me ask you this.

Do you feel like
the basement rooms

collect more dust
than other areas of the office?

- (knocking)
- Sorry to interrupt.

Woody called,
he's got something.

Randy and Gibbs are
already headed over.

I was just letting you know.

- Uh, Mary Jo,
while I have you... - Dalton?

The DustBuster isn't happening.

You bring it up again,
you'll be sorry. You hear me?

("End of the Road"
by Boyz II Men playing)

? Come to the end ?

? Of the road ?

? Still, I can't let go... ?

RANDY:
Guys?

? It's unnatural... ?

Guys, can you please
shut it off?

- (music stops)
- Gibbs just got dumped!

- Hey.
- WOODY: You're kidding.

This is a joke, right?

It was mutual.

PHIL:
Hey, sorry about the song, man.

Couldn't get it out of our head,
figured we'd just give in to it.

We had no idea
it would affect you like that.

No idea.

There's ice cream
in the kitchen. Would that help?

Come here.

(clears throat)

PHIL:
Don't worry about it. You know,

you'll probably get
a new girlfriend

by the end of the day.

What do you have for evidence?

I mean, you're tall,
you're good-looking...

- No.
- This evidence? - Oh, about the case. Yeah.

WOODY: Sounds good, buddy. Let's
get you numbing the pain with work.

This is the bullet we extracted
from Anthony Baldino.

Nine millimeter, nothing fancy,

but we did find
microscopic pieces of paper

and red leather embedded in it.

WOODY: Yeah.
File mentioned a missing ledger.

We think he could've had it
in his hand when threatened,

and, uh, held it up
in a defensive manner,

bullet went through the book,
into his chest.

Shooter must have
taken it, then.

This is the jacket Tony was
wearing when he was shot.

We're pretty proud of ourselves
with this one.

I noticed that the lining

of the jacket
had been re-stitched.

And I noticed a slight outline
of a foreign object inside.

- Yeah. Yeah.
- We're good scientists.

This was sewn
into the jacket lining?

GIBBS:
Names, amounts owed.

This is a page from the ledger.

Yeah, and what the heck
was so important about it

that he'd go through
so much trouble to hide it?

- (neighing)
- Easy, pal. Easy. Hey.

Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey.

Abe said you were gonna teach me

about this breaking stuff.

MASON:
Hey, hey. There you go.

(sighs)

When the horse faces him,

Mason rewards him
by loosening the rope.

More the horse struggles,
tighter the rope gets.

You do it that way,

teaching the animal who's boss.

- (neighs)
- Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

STANLEY:
That horse is me.

You ever feel like that?

Like the planet's got
a rope around your neck?

MASON:
Come on. Okay.

Grab yourself a drink,
let me have a go.

MASON:
No, I'm getting somewhere

now I got my old rope.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
- FRANKS: I'm telling you,

I've seen this other way work
on broncos as stubborn as this.

Lawn Chair Aristotle over there
says he's got plans tonight.

I don't think
I'm gonna make it till then.

(chuckles)

Don't need it. Get it off him.

Get it off.

Okay.

There you go.

All right. Let's see
what you got, Mr. Know-it-all.

(Mason laughs, mutters)

FRANKS:
All right, you see this?

See how I'm doing this?

You're making it his decision.

He looks at you, he engages,

and then you reward him
by stepping back.

If he says no, you back off,

you try again.

See, I'm-I'm showing him
it's safe.

That there ain't nothing
to be scared of.

You keep doing this
over and over

till he touches his snout
to your hand.

(laughs)

And what then, moron?

You got a friend for life?

(laughs) Yeah,
I'm-a do you a favor,

and keep my mouth shut
on that one. (laughs)

You got something to say,
let's hear it.

I don't need your help, Mikey.

You're the one begging me
to bring the damn rope.

You got a thing
against everything.

You don't like Stanley,

you don't like
how I'm breaking that horse.

This ain't about the horse.
You resent me.

It ain't my fault
you showed up on my doorstep

with your tail
between your legs.

Yeah? How about them
pillows on your bed?

- What?
- I looked in your room,

you got eight pillows
on your bed

and not one of them's
for sleeping.

- They're all decorative.
- The hell are you talking about?

You got light beer
in your fridge, Mikey.

I saw it with my own eyes.

And then you're
gonna come in here

pushing your namby-pamby way
to break that horse?

You gone soft.

And you're looking
to be my mama.

But I don't need a mama.

All I needed was my damn rope.

(chuckles)

What, is that all you got?

You should look into
some light beer.

You're about busting out
of your Wranglers.

Oh, come on, Mikey.

What about dinner?

I'd rather go to work
than deal with your dumb ass.

(door slams)

Got it.

Thank you, Mrs. Baldino.

Cop tracked down Tony's mom
in her car

in the hospital parking lot.

Oceanside PD getting it done.

- Yeah.
- Mom said she didn't sew

the ledger sheet
into Tony's jacket.

She taught him to sew.
She thinks he did it himself.

- She know why?
- Said it's something he does.

Hides valuables in a safe spot.

He's done it since he was a kid.

When he started drinking,
that made it tough.

Get drunk, you black out,
you forget where you put stuff.

Happens to me all the time.

LALA:
She said he started making copies of things

or getting multiples.

If that ledger was
important to him,

she'd bet her life there's
a current copy hidden out there.

Well, this sheet isn't current.
Dates are from

- five years ago.
- GIBBS: Everybody on there

is either dead,
out of state or in prison.

FIELDS: He was probably blitzed
when he sewed it into his jacket,

forgot he put it in there.

Ain't gonna help us none.

LALA:
But if there's a current copy out there,

it's got to have some info
about our shooter in it.

Any idea where he might hide it?

FIELDS:
You know, I'm gonna,

I'm gonna get my guys
off their asses,

do another sweep
of the warehouse.

Hey, anybody know
who sings that song?

It's got a really deep voice.

It's like...
? Girl... ?

- (groans)
- ? I'm here for you. ?

- No, Dalton...
- No, it's like, "All those times at night,

- when you just hurt me and..."
- Dalton Basement, please. Just-

Why are you guys
acting so weird?

Everyone knows it's Boyz II Men,
"End of the Road."

It's all over the radio.

With a "Z."

Now I can hunt down
the cassette single.

You want to finish this or what?

Hey.

We saw that guy at the warehouse

- when we went to go see Tony.
- RANDY: Yeah,

he was yelling at Tony
for shorting him money.

You get a name?

No. But if we start
showing this around,

- he could get tipped off.
- Yes.

He ran once, he's skittish.

We got to find a way
to draw him out.

Yeah, this is turning
into an op kind of thing.

We should update Franks.
Okay, I'm gonna do this.

- GIBBS: We need copies of that.
- RANDY: I think Franks

was staying there for dinner,
should I tell him

- to come back?
- (doorbell rings)

I'm back.

What?

They're gorgeous.

What did I do to deserve these?

I wanted to give them to you.

LALA:
Oh, yeah?

What?

Aw, hell. Um...

You failed
your fitness-for-duty test.

Report says you can't
go back in the field

'cause of the limitations
of your leg.

You can still work
as an analyst, though.

- I can't do that.
- You can still be in the office with us...

I'm not spending the rest
of my life typing up theories.

I'm sorry.

(echoes):
I'm sorry. I'm sorry...

VERA:
Hey. You okay?

Heard Roy was concerned
about you

being weird on the phone
this morning.

Good for him.
He's the one being weird.

Mm. Lala.

This thing with Tony...

...it's tough.

I know he's a C.I., it's work.

I know that.

But he's done a lot for me.

I see nothing of the doings
in the women's bathroom,

- but Lala?
- Yeah?

We got a plan.

We're gonna stake out
Tony's warehouse.

So, Oceanside PD didn't find
a second ledger,

but Lady Franks had them
secretly spread the word

that there's a copy
hidden in there.

You thinking your guy's
gonna show up looking for it?

Oh, hi, Vera,
you're in here, too? Yeah, uh,

the shooter stole
the first ledger,

so he'd probably
want to destroy all copies.

Also, Franks was already
on his way back

when I called the range,
but since he's not here yet,

Herm's gonna go on stakeout
with us.

That's right.
Wheeler approved the petition!

Can I get a "hell yeah"?

- I call Herm's car.
- I already called it.

- I call your car.
- I just told you, I'm with Herm.

(tongue clicks) What's
your problem with Boyz II Men?

Why were you weird
on the phone this morning?

What did you want me
to be like, Gibbs?

My C.I. paged me "911."

(Randy and Herm laugh)

Hey, man, seriously, though.

Thanks for making this happen.

You good? You look good.

Couple little butterflies,
you know.

Mary Jo asked me

why I froze up the last time.

Honestly?

Think I just got scared.

Have you tried
putting a song in your head?

It's the power of music to calm.

Dude, I'm telling you.

I do this all the time
in my head.

- Give me a beat.
- What?

(beatboxing)

We broke up.

What?

Diane got a job in L.A.

She asked me to go with her.

I said no,
'cause my family's here.

She thought I meant
Shannon and Kelly,

but I was talking
about you guys.

That is
the dumbest thing I ever heard.

(Herm beatboxing)

Okay, see this lady?
She's my muse.

? A lady walks by ?

? With a grocery bag ?

? She got some pickles,
got some bread ?

? Got that Dawn dish rag. ?

(both laugh)

You want to know why I sounded
like that on the phone?

Because Tony is
a quality human being

who shows up for people.

When I got out of the hospital,

he went through hell
to track down my address.

Unlike some people,

he showed up at my apartment
to make sure I was okay.

What, you're mad
'cause I didn't go

- to your apartment?
- Yes!

- I went to the hospital!
- When I was fricking unconscious!

- (Randy beatboxing)
- HERM: Okay, look, look, I got the dog.

? A dog walks by,
says he's head of the pack ?

? He's in the club,
sniffing butts ?

? Then he goes to attack ?

? I told him hold up, pup ?

? Take a seat ?

? 'Cause little puppies
ain't got nothing on my G ?

? Callahan ?

? What, what? ?

? Gary Callahan ?

(both laughing)

BOTH:
? Callahan ?

You know what?
I'm not surprised.

This is you.
This is what you do.

Just forget
I said anything, all right?

You got scared
and you pushed me away.

You ruined everything
that could've-

And now you're doing it again.

You're doing it with Diane,
with some dumbass excuse

- about "family."
- It wasn't an excuse.

Diane sounds amazing.

I cannot believe
you went and ruined that, too.

Look, I-

There he is. It's him.

LALA:
Guy from the hospital is entering our side.

Copy.

Heading in.

Wait, we got two
entering from the north.

(gunshots)

- (grunts softly)
- LALA: Shots fired, shots fired.

- We're going in.
- (high-pitched ringing)

RANDY:
Copy. Us, too.

Hey.

- (gunshots continue)
- I got you,

you got me.

Okay?

(gunshots continue)

(shouts)

Randy, move!

RANDY:
Herm!

Herm.

- I got him.
- MAN: Come on, man.

I didn't know y'all were cops.

RANDY:
This isn't the guy

from the hospital.

- Where's our guy?
- GIBBS: He's running!

LALA:
Yeah!

NIS!

RANDY:
Gibbs!

Get your hands behind your back!

- (grunting)
- Hey.

Freeze!

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

I'm a federal agent!

I'm a federal agent.

Boss, good to see you.

Good to be back, believe you me.

What are you doing
out of Evidence?

- You missed a lot.
- Catch me up.

It's a lot, boss.

Maybe we should wait for Randy.

Who's she grilling
in there, probie?

GIBBS:
Guy that ran from her

when she was with Tony
in the hospital.

Also, the dude
stole Tony's watch.

Also, guy says that
he's an undercover DEA agent.

Randy's trying to verify.

Also, we took down
two other guys.

They're in holding,
but they're saying that

they were just looking
to lift some steroids.

You were taking guys down?

Also, Herm's back
to field agent, as needed.

He kicked ass out there.

Appreciate it.

It's true.

LALA:
Tell me about these steroids.

You know, I've been undercover
over a year.

Steroid Act made 'em illegal,

so the DEA's been
all over 'em ever since.

I'm supposed to be cutting
this ring off at the head.

My guys saw you yelling
at Tony couple weeks back.

- You said he shorted you.
- It was an act.

I was trying to get in good
with a couple guys there.

Then what are you doing
with his watch?

You know, a year undercover
ain't easy.

You know,
people in your old life,

they say they're gonna
wait for you to get out.

And then they don't.

I was, um...

I-I was done.

I, uh...

I-I wanted to be gone, you know?

Tony didn't know what was
really going on with me,

but, uh, you know,

he saw
I needed some kind of saving.

(chuckles)

He said that I could, uh...

that I could borrow this...

...so that I knew

that at least
one person was in my corner.

We barely knew each other.

I guess sometimes
all you need's a little push

to see things different.

Why'd you show up
at the warehouse?

I heard some guys

talking about how
there's a second copy

of Tony's ledger.

And I want to find who shot him.

- (knock on door)
- RANDY: Hey.

Talked to the DEA.
Your status checked.

LALA:
You could have

told me that in the hospital.

Yeah, well,
you were gonna arrest me.

That sets my cover back months.

And just so you know,
I don't think that

that ledger was
ever in the warehouse.

You know where it is?

Nah. Tony told me
he kept a copy, but

he said he figured out
the best place to keep it,

a place he never forgets.

He said, um,

he said it's the...

it's in the safest place
you've ever seen.

TONY:
Safe house.

Safest place
you've ever seen, I'm sure.

Hey, guys.

LALA:
We found the note in the ledger

that said she was taking money,

kickbacks, to look the other way
on the street fighting.

Detective "Lady Franks" Fields.

Franks said
she was nothing like him,

and he was right.

She tried to make excuses
for what she did, but...

I told her where to go.

She said she heard about
all the notes you took,

so she realized her name
was probably in your ledger.

You've been
paying her off for months.

The only reason I can think
you didn't tell me

is because you thought
you saw some good in her.

(crying):
You always saw the good.

Anthony, I'm here.

I'm in your corner.

LALA:
Tony,

the hell you know
where I live?

You know, I had a thing,
and then this guy was like,

"no way,"
so I saved up some cash

and I paid him,

and-and he got a- You know,

it wasn't easy.

Um...

I got you this. Um...

I mean, I-I found it
at the Goodwill,

but I cleaned it up.

It works and everything.

- I love it.
- Yeah,

and it's an-
even bigger than a watch,

so you look at that,
and you think, damn, yeah,

Tony's in my corner,
like, massively.

Thank you.

Yeah, um, 'cause it's like,

Randy said you weren't
coming back to work

'cause of your leg and stuff,

and I know
what the job means to ya,

so I wanted to stop by and...

(exhales sharply)

You gotta screw
what they're telling you.

You gotta
get your leg to, you know,

there's gotta be other
stuff you can do, more rehab,

maybe in a pool,
like aquatic or something?

I-I don't know,
but you gotta try it all.

Like-like, defy the odds, man.

Like go to church,
too, you know?

Pray for a miracle.
I... I been praying for you.

And it's just like...

...it's like the last round

before the last bell.

You gotta fight.

Please, Lala.

You gotta fight.

LALA:
You gotta defy the odds, Tony.

It's like the last round
before the last bell.

You gotta fight.

Please.

You gotta fight.

OLDER GIBBS:
To Lala,

they weren't just C.I.s.

They were people.

God, please...

They were worth taking
the time to connect with.

Lala tried to teach me

a lesson or two
about connecting.

But that never came easy to me.

(knock at door)

I was just gonna call you.

I know long distance
is for idiots-

I don't want to break up.

To being dumb enough
to do long distance.

Lala would say to me,
"This is you.

This is what you do.
You push people away."

She'd say, "You get scared,

and you ruin things
that could've been good."

She wanted me to connect,

- not just to her...
- Hey.

- ...to everyone.
- Hey. Come on.

To anyone.

She said sometimes people
lose everything, like I did,

and they go the rest of
their lives without connecting.

She didn't want that for me.

You know what else
is dumb? Bacon.

Vegas? I've never been.

No, bacon. Bacon in a cup.

(laughs)

Wait, you've never
been to Vegas?

Mm-mm.

I tried to do
what she was telling me.

But I could never connect
the way she did.

I loaned it to a...

I mean...

Thanks for getting it back.

(laughs)

Oh, that's my watch.

(laughs) It's your watch.

- Oh, that's...
- (laughs)

OLDER GIBBS:
She told me to quit being scared,

so I got drunk, flew to Vegas

and got married.

I was trying
to take her advice,

but I guess I took it
a little too far.

And when you
take things that far,

hearts are gonna get broken

by the time you get
to the end of the road.

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