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♪ NCIS: LA 7x12 ♪
Core Values
Original Air Date on January 4, 2016

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♪
♪

That's Sam Hanna
laser-focused on...

what is that, Centipede?

Old-school, I love it.

It's a strand of DNA.

Of course it is.

I'm helping my daughter
with her homework.

I'm looking
for a palindromic sequence

where the enzymes cleave.

Wow. You had me at palindromic.

It's where the base pairs

are identical forward
and backwards.

Much like a word palindrome--

kayak-- reads the same
in both directions.

Madam, I'm Adam.

Naomi, did I moan?

Sex at noon taxes.

All right, enough.

Ah, Callen.

You know about palindromes.

Yeah, yeah, no I heard the FAA

is thinking about banning
their use by civilians.

Are we not drawn onward?

We few drawn onward
to new era.

That actually works.

Amazing, Eric. Well done.

Thanks.

I was, uh, president of the
palindrome club in high school.

Why am I not surprised?

Mr. Owl ate my metal worm.

Ooh, good one, Deeks.

Words are the money of fools.

Egad, an adage.

That's also a palindrome.

Wow.

That's the best you got?

This is Gunnery Sergeant
Hugh Patterson.

He collapsed and vomited blood
at the Pendleton range

this morning.

We're not usually
called in for stomach ulcers.

He's in the ICU

with acute radiation syndrome.

Was he exposed or contaminated?

Well, either one can kill you.

Contaminated means you have

radioactive material
on your body.

Our guy was exposed to an
external dose of radiation.

What was the source?

That is today's
burning question.

Anybody else get
sick on the base?

No one yet,

but there can be
a three-week delay in symptoms.

We need to investigate
all potential sources

at Pendleton.

Quick question: are
we gonna be issued

Geiger counters?

No, Mr. Deeks,

but lead-lined boxer shorts
are available.

If this isn't a
work-related exposure,

we have to consider
terrorist activities.

Let's be certain
we're not dealing

with pirated
radioactive material

or a dirty bomb in the making.

Okay, Kensi, Deeks,

why don't you start
at the hospital?

We'll check out Patterson's men
at the base.

Is she being serious
about the lead-lined boxers?

'Cause I got my lineage
to think about, you know?

It could be the end
of the Deeks family tree.

Could be doing the world
a big favor.

Are you comfortable?

He's still in a coma.

A few weeks ago,

radiation destroyed
his bone marrow.

Now he can't make new platelets,
so he bled out.

With no white blood cells,
he can't fight off infection.

So what's the prognosis?

If we find a match donor,

he will get
a stem cell transplant.

65% chance of survival.

And without the stem cells?

Will you sanitize, please?

Yeah.

Is that the wife?

Yes, and she's

eight months pregnant.

Jamie?

These are the NCIS agents.

Hi.

I'm, uh, I'm Marty Deeks.

Hello.
Kensi Blye.

I'm so sorry to be meeting you
under these circumstances.

Do we know how it happened?

Well, we have all of our
resources on the case.

Is there any way he could've
brought the radioactivity home?

Well, as we understand,
he wasn't actually contaminated.

Days ago, maybe he was.

If he didn't shower or change
his clothes right away,

he could've been near me,

and then our baby
would've been...

Your blood count doesn't
indicate significant exposure.

Are any of your friends
or family

undergoing cancer treatment
at the moment?

Does he have

any regular after work hangouts?

He came right home.

We're getting
the nursery together.

And is the base the
only place that he works?

No.

He started moonlighting
as a security guard,

like, once a week.

And where is that?

A construction site in Carlsbad,

to help make ends meet.

Lots of bills
with a new baby

on the way.

Right.

Our radiation safety
officers have swept the base.

Everything's clean,
and everything's accounted for

in the hospital's
nuclear medicine department.

Anyone else with symptoms?

No, no, I'm confident

the exposure
did not take place on base.

How well do you know
Gunnery Sergeant Patterson?

I've been his OIC
for three years.

Any conflicts
with subordinates, superiors?

No, he's a peacekeeper.

No, he's the guy you call
when there is a problem.

So no loyalty issues?

No, flawless record.

Commendation medal.

I can't think of another Marine

with more integrity, honesty.

Excuse me.

Yeah, Eric?

We've been looking
into Patterson's lunar activity.

His moonlighting.

Yeah, the construction site.

Kensi and Deeks
are checking it out.

Not anymore.

Patterson never worked there.

Never even applied for the job.

So much for honesty.

He lied to his wife.

That could mean
he's having an affair.

That could mean you're
watching too many telenovelas.

How else am I supposed
to learn Spanish?

Guys, get me his car
registration from the DMV.

Year, make and model.

We're on it.

Coming right up.

No radiation.

It's all clear.

Let's open it up.

You know, back in the 1950s,

they used to sell
junior scientist kits

with Geiger counters
and real radioactive isotopes?

What, you think maybe
he picked on up on eBay?

No.

They also used X-rays

shooting through the floor to
see if your kid's shoes fit.

The point is,

you never know what'll hurt you.

Well, maybe someday
we'll find out that kale's toxic

and yoga's bad for your spine.

Why do I even bother?

This place is pretty shipshape.

He's a Marine.

Roll of quarters
on the center console.

Just the owner's manual in here.

Payroll stub
from BSF Protection.

That's a private security firm.

“For service rendered
at Santa Flora Nuclear Power.”

That place is decommissioned.

They don't
generate power anymore.

Look at the hourly rate.

That's got to be for hazard pay.

Yeah.

Probably why he lied
to his wife.

Didn't want her to worry.

Trust me,

nothing good comes
from lying to your wife.

Or so I've heard.

Welcome to Santa Flora.

Special Agent Callen.

Special Agent Sam Hanna.

Damon Westphal, plant manager.

I want you to put
these dosimetry badges on.

Possibility of
radiation exposure?

Well, you're more likely
to get struck by lightning,

but, uh, we like to play
by the rules.

Is your chief of security
available?

Yeah, he's right here
on your schedule.

You'll be meeting
with all our department heads,

starting with Leo Chadmont,
our chief engineer.

Yeah, well, we're gonna need a
little time to walk the grounds.

Absolutely. We can
assign an escort

from public relations
to take you around.

So, it all starts with a ceramic
pellet packed with uranium.

Real one yields about
the same amount of energy

as a ton of coal.
It's impressive.

And clean. Not a single molecule
of CO2 two emitted.

320 pellets are loaded
into a 12-foot rod.

264 rods make up
a fuel assembly.

And we have 200 fuel
assemblies inside the reactor.

17 million pellets.

He was a mathamagician.

Mathlete.

But your reactor's cold.

Uh, I stand corrected.

Uh, in fact,
we, uh, had 200 fuel assemblies

in the reactor,
but now it's empty.

So where's the radiation risk?

Well, underwater.

The old fuel
assemblies are moved

through a
underwater tunnel

into a spent-fuel cooling pool.

For how long?

Takes about ten years

for the intense radioactivity
to decay.

Is there a safety perimeter
around the pool?

It's 20 feet
underwater,

so it's totally protective.

You could swim laps on
the surface and not get exposed.

What if someone pulled a rod
out of the water?

It'd be deadly
in a minute.

But it's also impossible.

I mean, each assembly weighs
almost a thousand pounds.

And with constant
radiation level

and video monitoring,
we'd know.

Then how did
a security guard get exposed?

Maybe he dived down
20 feet underwater

and hugged a fuel rod.

Patterson had a dosimetry badge.
What does it say?

Well, those get checked
once a month,

but we're running 'em early.

You guys have any more questions
for Dr. Chadmont?

Okay, we got about, uh,

ten minutes till
your next appointment.

Give me a sec,
and we'll grab a coffee.

Okay.
Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.
Yeah.

You trust these guys?

About as far as
I can throw 'em.

Hard to get things done
on a short leash.

If they're not gonna
let us in the front door,

maybe we need to sneak
someone in the back.

Okay.
Right this way, gentlemen.

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What if Patterson wakes up

and he has some sort of
critical information?

Shouldn't, maybe,
one of us stay here?

Owen is driving south.

He'll take over at the hospital.

Thought Callen and Sam
had Santa Flora covered.

Well, unfortunately,

management has not welcomed them
with open arms.

But fortunately,
they do have an opening

in their
housekeeping department.

Oh, fantastic.

I'm playing a janitor again.
except for this time,

I'm sweeping up
at a nuclear power plant.

No, no, no, that would be
Ms. Blye's assignment.

With pleasure and
without whining.

Patterson's departure

has left a vacancy
in the security department.

Oh, that's fantastic.
I get that.

Yeah, that was the job that got
Patterson the lethal exposure.

Oh... Yeah...

No, maybe I shouldn't be...

Maybe I should be the janitor,
you know what I mean?

'Cause I got the skill set and
the look and the experience...

Sorry, Mr. Deeks.

No take-backsies.

Good luck with that.
No! Ah!

America's nuclear reactors

have generated 75,000 tons...
Nice to meet you.

...of spent nuclear fuel
that will remain toxic...

...and radioactive
for one million years.

Ted Oaks,
head of security.

Welcome aboard.
Thank you, sir.

Nut jobs, all of them.

You think?

We're a decommissioned plant.

No reactor,
no possibility of a meltdown.

There's nothing
to worry about.

Some people believe that
toxic, radioactive waste

is being transported...

Tree-huggers already
won the battle.

They got us shut down,

but they gotta
bellyache about something.

What are you doing?

Documenting
the nut jobs, sir,

in case a perpetrator
jumps the fence

or otherwise trespasses.

I can nail their ass.

I like initiative.

You're a good hire.
Thank you, sir.

By the way,

perfect timing
on your application.

We had an unexpected opening.

Somebody quit or get fired?

Active duty Marine.

Solid guy, but a part-timer.

We needed extra hours,
he couldn't swing 'em.

So is he back at Pendleton?

Apparently so.

And speaking of your
application...

a little curious.

You've got LAPD experience.

Yes, sir.

That's good.
Why'd you leave?

Too many close calls.

You know.

Thinking about starting
a family, settling down.

That's what a man's gotta do.

Yep.

Cleaning!

Would you, uh...

would you mind if
I came in for a second?

Not until the floor is dry.

Yeah, but it's a little
bit of an emergency.

Oh, wow.

Look at that apron.

You know, some guys are into
the whole French maid thing,

but for me, I've always liked

the working-class girls,
you know what I mean?

Dirt under the fingernails,
haven't showered in a week.

What did you learn
from Patterson's boss?

Nothing. He's either
totally in the dark

or part of the cover-up.
What about you?

Well, I cloned
the corporate e-mail server

and sent it to Eric and Nell.

They're scanning it as we speak.

Excellent work...
on these sinks.

Does this mean
you're gonna start

tidying up
your own bathroom?

What are you
talking about?

I tidy up
all the time.

Uh, every time
I come over,

there's dried globs
of toothpaste

all over the sink.

It's actually
quite disgusting.

Well, I'm just trying
to be considerate.

Because when
I wake up in the morning,

really early, to go jogging--
something that you never do--

I just don't want to run
the water and wake you up.

Oh, wow, touché.

You done in there?

Just getting started.

Please use the second floor.

Nell, what do you got?

Here's a little something
off the e-mail server.

Two weeks ago,
plant manager Westphal

refers to
an incident, quote:

“not reported to the NRC
as no personnel were exposed

and immediate corrective
actions were taken.”

Great.
Any other information?

Like location,
date and time?

No, nothing.

I'm still digging for dirt.

Hey. News from the hospital.

Patterson is waking up.

Okay, I'm gonna need
an update from Granger.

You'll be the first to know...

or maybe the second.

Uh, possibly the third. Not...

lower than the third.
Wow.

Okay, thank you
Eric. Bye-bye.

Doesn't the, uh,
security department have

some sort of policy
on facial hair?

Yeah, no, I have to lose
the beard in 24 hours.

But it's fine, 'cause
I get to keep the moustache.

No, you don't.
Yeah, I do.

Actually, a lot of amazing
men have moustaches.

Like Albert Einstein,
Salvador Dali...

And also Ron Jeremy.

No moustache.

Really?

You got a problem
with Albert Einstein?

E=mc squared?

It's ridiculous.

It's a very smart move.

We're wasting
valuable time.

Look, it'll be quick.

It's fast food, a drive-through.
Really?

Mr. “My Body
Is My Temple”,

wants to chow down
on burgers and fries?

Did you not see
that employee cafeteria?

I saw quinoa
at the salad bar.

I prefer food that
doesn't glow in the dark.

Well, it might
help you fight crime.

Worked for Spiderman,
you know.

Radioactive blood and all.

Is that a
parking ticket?

“Meet me at north stairwell,
ground level, soon as possible”"

Looks like somebody
wants to have a chat.

Or somebody
doesn't want us here.

♪ ♪

Over here.

Dr. Chadmont.

Step away
from the building.

It avoids
the security camera.

What's going on?
I should not be doing this.

Look, if you've got something
that's gonna help our investigation...

Look, they're
gonna lie to you.

Westphal's not
gonna let us talk,

and-and no one's
gonna tell you the truth.

What's the truth?

This plant is not safe.

In what way?

There was a dangerous drop
in the water level

in the spent fuel pool,

and significant radiation's
been released.

Exposing the security guard?

Possibly; I don't know--
but I just know

there's a big cover-up.

If it's a safety issue,

they have to report it
to the authorities.

It would cost millions
in engineering upgrades.

This plant is a disaster
waiting to happen.

- Rest is essential for his recovery.
- I'll be brief.

Where's the wife?
Lying down.

She had a few Braxton
Hicks contractions.

False labor.

Hugh?

Hugh, this is

Assistant Director
Granger from NCIS.

Good afternoon, sir.

I just have
a few questions.

Fire away.

At Santa Flora, did you ever work near
the spent fuel rods?

Inside the
pool building?

Once.

When was that?

Three weeks ago,

middle of the night.

I was video monitor.

Saw an open door.

Went to lock up.

Did you actually enter
the building?

Took a lap.

Checked the doors.

What happened then?

Off shift 3:00 a.m.

Anything else unusual?

Drove home, went to bed.

Oh.

The next morning,
I had a stomach bug.

A little vomiting, diarrhea.

I was fine after that.

Timing is perfect.

Intestinal tract is
most sensitive to radiation.

And do you remember
the exact date?

It was a...

Tuesday.

Did you notice the water level?

Gunny? Gunny?

Low blood pressure, high fever.
He has an infection

in his blood stream.
Give us a few minutes.

Draw blood cultures

and lactic acid,
bolus two liters saline.

Hang pip-tazo

and 400
of ciprofloxacin.

Tuesday, December 29,
the graveyard shift.

Something happened
that night.

Something
you should've mentioned

when we asked
were there any accidents.

No, it wasn't an accident--
there was an alarm at 4:00 a.m.,

but no one was in the
spent fuel building.

You sure about that?

We have surveillance video.
A secondary system kicked in

and filled the pool--
no harm, no foul.

Then why were we told
your plant's unsafe?

From Leo?

Leo Chadmont?
Look...

there's a lot
you guys don't know.

When the plant
was decommissioned,

Leo took a serious pay cut.

Things got rough,

he lost his house,
ugly divorce,

kid dropped out
of school.

Leo's bitter, okay?
Take what he says

with a grain of salt.

We're all cued up.

All right.

4:07 a.m.
on the night in question.

No one's in the building.

You can tell
the alarm starts up

by the flashing
enunciator lights.

Pool level's low.

Top of the rods are showing.

Scan forward, please.

So by 6:00 a.m., the pool
fills back up to a safe level.

Per protocol, not one person
had set foot inside.

Go back four hours.

Patterson came in
before 3:00 a.m.

Weird.

Let me check
on this.

What's the problem?

Well, everything's
fine after 4:00 a.m.

Before, there's
a video glitch.

Oh, now we're
good, here it is.

Before the pool
level dropped.

1:02 a.m.
and then back to snow.

Mm-hmm.

So from 1:00 a.m. to 4:00 a.m.

you've got a gap
in your video surveillance.

This system gets backed up?

Every morning at 5:00 a.m., it
streams to an off-site facility.

And how do we
access that?

Sorry, checked
with our backup service.

Same gap.

1:02 to 4:07.

We got nada.

That means if somebody
went in to erase it...

They did it before
the daily backup.

Let's get this hard drive
into Ops, huh?

Blake Griffin.

Oh, it's coming
down to the buzzer.

Blake Griffin for three.

Nothing but bottom
of the...

No, no.

Deeks, you're gonna
contaminate my evidence

from Westphal's shredder.

Oh, nice.

Ugh.

That's a lot
of salsa.

That's gross.

Um...

What did you find
out from security?

I believe I was exposed.
What?

To the toxicity of the vending
machine's chimichangas.

Seriously,
my tummy hurts.

Uh, also...

I saw Patterson's
radiation badge report.

And?

Come here.

Go ahead, Nell.

Hey, do you have
eyes on Callen?

He's still
with the suits.

Something from the drive?

Whoever destroyed the
video wasn't very savvy.

They simply deleted it
and emptied the trash.

Yeah, rather than
perform a clean wipe.

So the footage
could still exist.

Sweet.

Uh, not so sweet.

Most of the file fragments
were overwritten

in the last three weeks.

Even with RAM analysis,

we're only recovering pixelated
bits and pieces at best.

Here, take a look
at what we found.

1:11 a.m.

Water level's
still high.

All right,
same at 1:24.

But then at 2:09...

Patterson enters
and walks around the pool.

We already know this.

Take another look...
at the water level.

Oh, wow, it's down,
it's really low.

Yeah, and no alarms
are sounding.

That didn't happen
until after 4:00 a.m.

So the water's low
for two hours with no alarms.

Patterson's radiation
badge showed

that he was exposed
to a hundred rems.

Whoa! Plant workers
are only allowed

five rems
of radiation per year.

Whoa, hold the phone,
get me Callen.

Why? What happened?

I just found
the smoking gun.

♪ ♪

Out of the car, Chadmont.

Now.

Where you going?

Uh, to lunch.

I'm hungry too,
can we join you?

What's this about?

You said the water level was
down, exposing the fuel rods.

How could
that happen?

It was a... it was
a system error.

Water flowed from the cooling
pool into the empty reactor.

Uh, a valve malfunctioned.

That's funny.
So did the alarm system.

But these are the kind
of safety concerns

that I was talking about.

Three malfunctions.

The valve, the alarm,

the security cameras.

All defective
from 1:00 a.m. to 4:00 a.m.

What are the odds?

Someone would have
to have a pretty deep knowledge

of plant operations
to pull that off.

What time
do you get off work?

Around 6:30.

Sometimes I stay a little later.

In case you're burning
the midnight oil?

Actually, it was about
an hour after midnight.

We've got you leaving the spent
fuel building at 1:07 a.m.

You must have been
a little nervous,

because you didn't shut
the door all the way.

Here's the problem.

An alert security guard
went to investigate,

and he was exposed
to a lethal dose of radiation.

He may not make it.

Nobody should have
been in there.

Nobody was supposed to get hurt.

Why'd you do it?

The plant was
decommissioned,

you took a pay cut,

a thousand of your colleagues
lost their jobs.

That could make you
pretty upset.

You lost your wife,
you lost your house.

What, are you just trying
to get even?

Look,

I'm trying to let the world know

that the plant is not safe,
but no one is listening.

We're decommissioned,
so that means

that the water chemistry
is never checked,

and-and tubes can rust.

Safety and contingency plans
have been relaxed, cooling

and backup systems
are never tested.

So you stage
a nuclear accident?

A small one,
a-a containable one,

in order to draw attention
to the risks.

But no one was supposed
to get harmed.

Yeah, all right.

Yeah.
Thank you, Nell.

Okay. Thanks, Granger. Bye.

So what's going on
at the hospital?

Patterson is still in critical
condition, unfortunately,

but his wife went into labor,
and they had a healthy baby boy.

Well, that's fantastic.

Chadmont's in custody.

He admitted to engineering
the water drop.

Wow. Case closed.

Guess I won't have to be seeing
that moustache after all.

Oh, you don't think so?

Soon as we get home,

I'm busting out that
Barbasol like it's 1983.

What the hell?!

Yeah. Case definitely
not closed.

Where's Chadmont?
Locked up with security.

He denies any connection
to the explosion.

It was a diesel
generator that blew.

It's the backup power to the
water pumps for the pool.

There's only one reason to
take out a backup generator.

If you're also planning on
taking out the primary system.

It's a news chopper.

This should be
restricted airspace.

Let's keep moving.

Pipes cut
through the building.

Check all the pipes.

What are we looking for?

Anything abnormal--

a box, a bump, a defect.

Oh, Sam, you need to check this.

Here.

What you got?

Oh. You got a timer.

Haven't seen one of these
in a long time.

It's a little skinny

for an IED, right?

It's a flex
linear-shaped charge.

It'll cut this
thing like butter.

Disabling the water supply
to the cooling pools.

- The water heats up and boils off.
- Exposing the rods.

Nine minutes, five seconds
and counting.

We need a bomb squad.

There's no way they'll
be here in nine minutes.

Pull up the surveillance video,

have them evacuate all
non-essential personnel.

- On it.
- Done.

Well...

what do we do first?

Got any liquid nitrogen on you?

NCIS.

So I heard.

This one gives you
the best angle.

Yeah, I'm gonna need a list

of every worker
that touched those pipes.

No problem.
We put the contractor

and all the painters
through a background check.

All right, keep an eye
on anybody who stops, lingers

or just slows down.

Like that guy,

right there,
in the back.

Okay, can you zoom in?

I'll send it to Ops.

Wait a minute.
I know that guy.

We saw him today.

We did?
Yeah.

He was a speaker at
the protest rally.

We ran facial rec

on every protestor
you sent us this morning.

And they're all clear.

But we couldn't run
the speaker dude

because your best photo
only had him in profile.

Whoa. Whoa! Score.

I just got his details
from the photo you sent me.

Uh, Rashad Nader.
He's a U.S. citizen.

No overseas travel, but multiple
visits to Jihadist Web sites.

This dude's homegrown.

Okay, he doesn't work
for the painting company.

Rents a house nearby,
and has multiple phone calls

to Chadmont.

On it.

You know who this is?

'Cause you've been chatting
him up on your cell phone.

Yeah, he's, uh, active

in the local
anti-nuke movement.

- Richard Nader.
- No, his name

is Rashad, not Richard,
and he's trying

to sabotage the spent fuel pool.

That's impossible.

He's a...
he's a visiting professor

of environmental studies
from-from Whitley Tech.

And did you verify that?

I've got his business card.

You got to be kidding me.
It's a fake.

How did he get past security?

I gave him a cloned I.D.

to measure the radiation levels
on the night of the incident.

He-he was an academic,
and I trusted him.

Red wire or the green wire?

None of the above.

It's a collapsing circuit.

The power keeps
the switch open.

You cut the wire, kaboom.

Well, we got
about four minutes

to come up with a better plan.

I don't see an
anti-disturbance switch,

no non-tampering device.

Should be able
to move it.

What, just peel it
off the pipe?

Exactly.

Support it from below.

All right.

You sure about this?

99% sure.

Oh, watch the knife.

You almost got my finger there.

All right.

Watch your hand.

Talk to me, Nell.

Local PD found

plastic explosives, initiators

and timers in Nader's garage.

Everything
for a well-stocked Jihadist.

Where can we find him?

He left Santa Flora
two hours ago.

I got a hit on his credit card
at a local coffee shop.

I'm sending you
the coordinates now.

Great. On our way.

How much time on that pipe bomb?

If I'm in sync, 32 seconds.

The firemen filled 'em up.

The drums are ready,
almost there.

The end is stuck.
All right.

20 seconds. Go, go, go!

I thought you said
I had 20 seconds.

The water must have collapsed
the circuit.

You could've told me.

I would've run faster.

Chadmont,
your buddy Nader

almost triggered
a nuclear disaster.

No, he didn't.

What are you talking about?

He was that close to destroying
the cooling system.

No. Nader's an idiot.
He doesn't get it.

Get what?
Look,

even if you cut off all the
fresh water supply to the pool,

it's still gonna take days
for it to overheat and boil off.

And at that point,
you bring in a water truck

and a pump and a new generator.

So the fuel rods
were never in danger?

The public was never in danger?

No.

Unless it was a distraction.

A distraction for what?
Something bigger.

Fastest way to drain a
bathtub, you pull the plug.

Is there access
to the underside of the pool?

Well, there's a utility room.

Would Nader's fake I.D. get him
in there?

Bingo.

Oh, man.
Looks like a cell phone receiver?

On four bricks of C-4.

Bomb squad ETA
is six minutes.

Whoa.

Don't even breathe on it.

That's a pendulum switch.

We can't move this one.

It's a steel-lined pool.

Doesn't matter.

It'll open a huge crater.

The water pours out in a flash,
you can't refill the pool.

Rods will heat up, burn,

then a hydrogen explosion
will cover Southern California

with a radioactive cloud.

Just like Fukushima.

All right, so how
do we make it safe?

That's a good question.

If we fail, we don't have to
worry about radiation exposure.

We'll never survive the blast.

Not to mention
the 400,000 gallons of water

dumped on top of us.

Owen, video link is up.

Copy.

We need to pull your guys,
let the bomb squad take over.

My agent's trained in EOD.
Trained and unprotected.

One second. Hanna.

Go ahead, Granger.

Can we send a robot in there?
I wouldn't.

There's a hair-trigger
anti-tampering device.

What about
a containment chamber?

No, it's a tight squeeze. You'll
never get through the hole.

We're looking
at a cell phone switch.

Can you shut down
the local towers?

A fine idea, Mr. Hanna,
but not 100% reliable.

This guy could've blown out
the pool hours ago.

What's he waiting for?

Owen, listen carefully.

I want you to send away
all the first responders.

Do it quickly.

Are you serious?
I suspect he wants the place

crawling with rescue workers,

before he pulls the trigger,
to inflict

maximum damage.

It's possible. Oaks.

What do you got?

We need to evacuate all
the cops and firefighters.

Have them stage
half a mile away.

What about the bomb squad?

Send in one guy in a suit.

Everyone else clears out.

Let's go.

There he is. Ten o'clock.

He's not
scrolling or texting.

Could be watching TV.

Hmm.
SpongeBob's on about now.

If Hetty's right, he's watching
the news feed, which is good.

He's waiting.
If he knew we're law enforcement,

he would speed-dial that IED.

Which means...

we have time for a coffee.

I'll grab us a table.

Our wonderful cell phone jammer
has a radius

of 50 feet, which is perfect.
Fantastic.

Can't cut the wire.

Another collapsing circuit?
You're a quick study.

We can't move it.

Huh.

There's one option,
but it's not ideal.

If we can pull the initiators
out of the C-4

without jiggling the pendulum.
Hold on--

pull the blasting caps out
of the plastic explosives

on a live circuit?

If we can get them six
inches away before they blow,

they won't ignite the plastics.

There's four of 'em.

One potato, two potato...

Three potato, four?

And if they blow?

If inside the plastic...

nuclear disaster.

If outside
the plastic,

we lose a hand or an eye.

I don't suppose
we get to choose, do we?

Okay.

Easy, G.

Easy.

You watching TV?
You got Wi-Fi?

From the coffee shop.
That's crazy, 'cause I got no reception.

Do you need to log in
or is there a password?

Or maybe I just need
to buy a scone?

Aah!
Oh. Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.

- I'm so sorry. Here.
- Aah! Please, ple...

I'm so, so sorry.

You idiot!
I'm so sorry.

Hey.

Federal agents. Don't move.

No!

Everybody get down
and stay put! Get down!

Get down!

Ma'am, get down! Get down! Move!
Stay down!

Let her go!
Stop!

Get down.

That pendulum's
starting to move.

Just settle down.
Settle down.

Let her go.

Let her go.

Second phone!

Yeah! I see him...

You okay?

That call connected.

Sam, Callen, get out of there!

Got to do it now, G.

Blasting caps are gonna blow!

Hey, man...

Hey... that was crazy, man.
You got some big ones.

Very strong, my friend.
Thank you.

Hey.

You're welcome.

What the... what the hell?

Somebody had to do it.

You don't even have
any EOD experience.

I had infinite trust in Hanna.

Come on, come on.
We'll get you up.

- No.
- Come on.

The hell you will.

Ain't that a bitch?

Have we tidied
up the scene?

U.S. Marshals are taking Chadmont.
Uh-huh.

Yeah, we addressed all
his safety concerns.

He'll enjoy hearing that
from federal prison.

Hetty, how did you know to pull
back the police and firemen?

I trusted my gut.

You risked the team
and millions of civilians

on a gut instinct?

That and 2,000 years
of military history.

The technique

of strategic envelopment
was a favorite

of Sun Tzu, Alexander the Great,

Napoleon Bonaparte...

What has been
is what will be.

There is nothing new
under the sun.

Oh, my.

Really, Owen?

Uh, seemed like a better idea
at the time.

What'd the doctor say?

Multiple contusions,

couple of cracked ribs.
Nothing

that a 30-year single-vineyard
cognac can't heal.

A toast...

to Hetty's gut.

Oh, thank you
very much.

Long may it lead.

And to Owen.

Jamie.

His lungs filled
with fluid.

They paralyzed him and put him
on a breathing machine.

He's tough.
He's hanging in there.

He stopped breathing.

Jamie, you can come in now.

Will you hold him,
please?

Um...
Please?

Uh, yeah, I guess so.

Just make sure
to support his head.

Okay.

Shh.

Shh...

He's so beautiful.

Thank you.

You are.

It's okay.

Want me to call a nurse?

Wow, look at you.

Where'd you learn that?

I had to babysit
in middle school.

What, at Camp Lejeune?

Well, I needed to make my own
money to buy ammo at the PX.

Shh...

He could grow up
without a dad.

Yeah, but his dad's a hero.

Hugh, you're a daddy.

Do you know
any lullabies?

Me? Yeah, no.
No. No lullabies.

I'm pretty sure
“Twinkle, Twinkle” is okay.

Everybody knows that one.

♪ Twinkle, twinkle,
little star ♪

♪ How I wonder what you are ♪

♪ Up ab... ♪

♪ Above the world so high ♪

♪ Like a diamond in the sky... ♪

Keep going. It's working.

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

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