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(lock buzzes)

(latch clicks)

(lock buzzes)

Brinks?

(lock buzzes)

Let's go.
You're being transferred.

Why?

I don't know
and I really don't care.

- Let's go.
- Well, where am I going?

Did someone tell
my public defender?

The Feds want you, and it's not

- my deal to explain to you...
- The Feds?

What, for petty theft?
That doesn't make any sense.

Hands.

You'll have to ask the agent.

Come on.

Agent Lasalle, here you go.

She's got questions.

Well, I've got answers.

Thanks for your help
today, Officer.

♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪

♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang ♪

♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪

♪ How, how, how, how ♪

♪ Hey, hey ♪

♪ You gotta come on. ♪

(cheering, applause)

- Yes!
- Come on!

(indistinct shouting)

RYAN: Come on!

HANNAH: Yes!

- So close!
- RYAN: You were robbed!

She was not robbed.

Fate.

Fate robbed her.

(laughs)

You know, I think we're
in a really good place.

You know, just co-parenting
and setting our own stuff aside.

- Are you buttering me up?
- How did that even become an expression?

(laughs): This is not an answer.

Well, I'm not buttering you up.

But there is, there
is something I want

- to talk to you about.
- I knew it.

- About Naomi, really.
- Spit it out.

I met someone.

Someone who's becoming
really important to me.

Good for you.

(laughs)
That came out wrong. I...

Good for you.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Because I know you weren't
expecting it.

Oh, of course I was.

No, you weren't.

Yeah, yeah. I'm an investigator.

It's my job, you know,
to just prepare for things

and anticipate eventualities,
you know.

- (chuckles)
- (phone ringing)

Um, I did want you
to meet her, though,

before I introduce her to Naomi.

You know, I think that-that
would make things easier for...

Uh, this is work.

- We'll talk later?
- Yeah.

Hey. What's up?

(sighs)

CARTER: We just got
these shots of Etta Brinks

and Lasalle's imposter
from Tangipahoa Parish Jail.

Apparently, the paperwork held
up to initial scrutiny.

It wasn't until they processed
their half of it...

That they realized a dead
agent was back in the field?

- Yeah.
- The imposter softened them up.

With a phone call, then arrived
with well-forged credentials

and a transfer order.

Yeah, well,
who's the woman that he sprung?

Etta Brinks, lifelong grifter.

Moved around a lot,
creating new identities.

Also likes to separate people
from their money.

Uh, the guy who picked her up
from jail... accomplice, family?

I don't know the former, but
I know she only has one sister.

Yeah, Kristen Brinks. She died
under suspicious circumstances

- a few weeks ago.
- CARTER: Hmm. File that.

Under "probably
not a coincidence."

Probably not.

She was shot execution-style.

The case went cold
pretty quickly.

But I unleashed our software
on social media

to try to find something.
I got this.

- Oh, well, that's Vice Admiral Hicks.
- Yeah.

A few days after this,
he abruptly resigned.

A few days after that,
Kristen was murdered.

I can't believe he had anything
to do with this.

Was he a suspect? I mean,
did the police even talk to him?

SEBASTIAN: No. NOPD never
found these pictures,

so they never knew
they were supposed to.

Is he the kind of man
who'd get in trouble

with a beautiful woman?

Him? He's married. Um...

I only know him
through my father.

Because the timing
of this feels...

Front-page-of-the-tabloids icky.

The admiral resigned.

If he killed her, no reason to.

Scandal's over. If he didn't,
it must have been a payoff.

Otherwise the details
would have come out.

So, at that point,
why bother to kill her?

Okay, so he didn't kill her.
But there was something.

We've got too many
moving pieces otherwise.

Well, maybe her sister
was in the middle of a grift,

and then Etta came out
to finish the job?

Yeah, but why steal
Lasalle's identity?

Simplest answer is that this guy
looks a lot like Chris.

Start running
our fake agent's photo

through facial recognition.

And we need to go talk
to the vice admiral.

- I'm on it.
- Take Sebastian.

I don't need him.

Dude, I'm, like, right here.

You'd be surprised.

Yeah. Awesome.

GREGORIO: Hey.

- Hi, everybody.
- Your dad didn't tell us you were coming.

Because her dad didn't know.

Hey.

You're always welcome.
You know that.

It's just, if I'd known, I would
have done something special.

Well, spending time with you
is special.

Thanks.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

(sighs)
Please don't do that thing.

- What thing?
- That thing,

Where you treat me
like I'm hiding something

and then you try
to pry it out of me.

(chuckles):
That thing is my job.

Exactly.

I'm not here
for an investigation.

I'm here for family.

So... there is something
you're hiding.

(sighs) I'm starting to think
that maybe this was a bad idea.

No. I'm really glad you're here.

Okay, great. Then why don't
you tell me about

a good book that you read

or a new album that
you discovered?

Okay, um...

You first.

You're still doing
that thing. So...

- I'm gonna go.
- No...

But maybe we can get
dinner tonight?

Su-Sure.

And when I say "we,"
I mean me and my dad,

not me and the seasoned
NCIS investigator.

Yeah. Got it.

(sighs)

Vice Admiral Hicks?

Yeah?

Special Agents Quentin Carter

and Sebastian Lund, NCIS.

You Admiral Carter's son?

Yes, sir.

Yeah, I met you
at his installation.

Yes, sir.

Well, what brings you here?

Uh, well, we just wanted
to know more

about why you resigned
so abruptly.

I wanted to spend
more time with the family,

slow down for my health.

All the usual stuff.

Yeah, but we're wondering,
sir, if maybe, uh,

this girl had anything
to do with it.

(sighs)

Whatever she's telling you,
it's a lie.

I did the right thing.

Well, she's not telling us
anything, Admiral.

She's dead.

I was introduced to Kristen
at a fundraiser.

I had one drink.

The next thing I
know, I'm waking up

and she's got pictures
of a situation

that I don't remember being in.

One that I never
would have chosen.

She wanted something.

It doesn't matter.
I didn't give it to her.

I resigned instead.

Look, I-I think
that you want us to leave here

100% assured
that you're no longer

a person of interest
in this case.

For that,
we-we got to be satisfied

that you didn't
hold anything back.

Sir.

I was working PR

on an upcoming construction
project near Belle Chasse.

She wanted to know the details,

possible bidders,
that kind of thing.

What's a grifter gonna do
with that information?

HICKS: It'd be very valuable

to a firm who wanted
to make a winning bid.

When was the last time
you saw Kristen?

She came here, to my house.

I mean, thank God
my wife wasn't home.

She begged me to
reconsider, to give her

something, anything.

I sent her away empty-handed.

Hmm. How did she react?

Scared, maybe even desperate.

Yeah, well, in retrospect, it
looks like she had reason to be.

Any idea who she was
working with or for?

No.

You two now

know what I know.

I trust that will be enough.

Well, actually,
it's a murder investigation...

Yes, sir.

Thank you. Come on.

SEBASTIAN: Hey, you can't just

let him off the hook like that.

I'm not letting him
off the hook.

Well, he basically just told us
to leave him out of it.

And we will until we can't.

Then what?

Then I call my dad and tell him
he probably won't be invited

to Hicks's holiday party.

(car alarm chirps)

(handle clicks)

Okay.

(door shuts, engine starts)

It's real funny.

(handle clicking)

So we were right
about the blackmail.

Yeah, except the information
that Kristen Brinks wanted

wouldn't have been
much use to her.

However, it would be

to the right kind of
shady businessperson.

It seemed to us that the party
where they met had to be part

of the setup, so we looked up
who hosted it, and...

- (beeps)
- And I...

I guess your tech isn't my tech.

Wow. Huh.

It must have gotten messed
up in the last update.

I'm sure.

I'll fix it.

Meet Jack Hardin.

Lots of pictures of him
in the society pages.

He runs a consulting firm.

Now, there aren't many details
on how that company

makes money, but he's known
for throwing exclusive parties.

Hardin doesn't have
a criminal record,

but he has been scandal-adjacent
more than once.

All right, so that leaves
us with Etta Brinks.

What's our theory about
her connection to Hardin?

- Revenge.
- Kristen knew that she was in trouble.

When she failed to
hook the vice admiral.

If she called her sister,
that could explain

why Etta took the risk
of returning to Louisiana,

even though she had
an outstanding warrant.

Yeah, if it were me,
you come after my family,

I don't care who you are,
I'm coming for you.

Wow.

He's got a heart.

And it's-it's filled
with vigilante vengeance,

but... somewhere in that suit,
it... I mean, it's there.

Etta only had two weeks
left on her sentence.

There's probably a reason
why she got broken out now.

Yeah, we're thinking another
party. Hardin didn't get

- the information he needed...
- (phone ringing)

- So he needs to target someone else.
- All right.

Let's track down Jack Hardin.
Odds are that'll lead us

to whoever's
impersonating Lasalle.

Yeah.

Hey, Loretta, what's up?

Well, apparently, it's bad luck
to impersonate a murdered man.

You found the suspect?

Not before someone else
found him first.

He's been executed.

WADE: It appears as if
our imposter was ambushed,

then double-tapped.

Looks like Etta Brinks' sister.

WADE: Uh-huh. Prints
came back to a Rhett Howard.

He's got a rap sheet: Fraud,

check-kiting, forgery.

Which extends the list of people

that might have wanted him dead.

Not just Hardin and Etta Brinks

but maybe one of his
previous victims.

Etta Brinks doesn't have
a history of violence.

And yet two of her known
associates are dead.

I'll expedite the ballistics,
see if the same gun was used.

Thanks, Loretta.

Look, if this guy sprung
Etta Brinks to get revenge

on Hardin for Kristen's murder,

they might be
out of their league.

Well, let's hope you find her
before she's body number three.

CARTER: Body
belong to our imposter?

Yeah. That's his fake NCIS ID.

It's a quality job.
I could admire it

if I wasn't so mad he stole
my friend's identity.

Yeah, I found two other
high-level folks that, uh,

look like they could have been
targeted by Hardin in the past.

Seemed unlikely your friend
would've been the only one.

He's my dad's friend.

I read your file.
What's up with you Carters?

Is the Navy like
a family business or something?

(laughs) No, no, um...

My brother, he joined
because, well, you know,

he's that guy, like my dad.

And my sister joined
because she's super smart

and they promised her
that she could do research.

Hmm. And you?

Hardin's back in New Orleans,

and, you know,
I get why you're mad,

but you could also see it
as your friend reaching out

from the great beyond
to help us stop

a vicious murdering jackass.

Oh, is Lasalle
a crime-solving ghost now?

I mean, if he'd never
been impersonated,

we would've never
gotten involved.

True.

Don't think I didn't notice
you avoided my question.

Hey.

- Hey.
- Wow.

Smells fantastic.

Thanks.

I've been cooking
a lot more recently,

testing out some new recipes.

Cooking for two?

Dad.

Look, it doesn't take a
policeman to guess the reason

you're down here is something to
do with that guy you're dating.

You know his name.

David, and the way you said
that tells me I'm right.

So...

not going well?

Actually,

it was great.

Too great.

Things got intense,
fast. Can you...?

Yeah.

And?

(sighs) And there's a reason
I always promised myself

I'd never date someone
in law enforcement.

When did you make
that promise to yourself?

A long time ago.

I've seen the way it gets
in the way of, well, everything,

- and...
- And you don't want a repeat of your childhood.

So, okay,

pretending like
that doesn't sting...

what was the reason
that brought you down here?

We were, uh, supposed to have

a special night a few days ago.

Dinner and a show,

but he got called away
to a case, so...

Ah.

Done that a few times.

Never made your mother
happy, either.

So that was my sign.
It was over.

I came down here
to clear my head.

So...

Did you two talk about it?

No.

I've seen how those
conversations go.

I watched them a million times.
There's no way to win, is there?

Well, sharing your feelings
shouldn't be a win/lose...

Yeah, but what do my

feelings matter when there's
some family out there suffering?

All it does is make me feel
even more selfish.

And all it does is confirm that
I will always be second to what

somebody else needs.

Laurel,

your mom and I had some issues,

- but we always...
- You know, I have told you several times now.

That I don't want
to talk about this.

Look, I don't want to interfere

and I'm not trying to
make you feel bad. I'm...

I know. I just...

I'm sorry.
I'm not very hungry anymore.

Excuse me.

It's not like I don't know that
her mother and I made mistakes.

Well, every parent
makes mistakes.

If you don't make the ones
your own parents make,

you make totally new ones.

I know.

But I also know
it's not about me.

I mean, it can't be about me,

although it kind of feels
like it's about me.

What's your gut tell you
about the situation?

Maybe she doesn't want
a cop for a partner,

maybe that's fair,

but last night

she was more torn up
than I'd ever seen her.

She misses him.

Well, I'm just afraid
that she's pushing him away

for all the wrong reasons,

and by the time she works
through the whole mess of it,

it'll be too late.

Or maybe she's giving herself
space and time

to figure that out for herself.

You know, when I was
young and dating,

I was so concerned as to
whether or not a man liked me,

I didn't think about
my own feelings.

I wish I'd had Laurel's maturity
at her age.

Laurel is a very strong,
confident woman.

Yes, it's as if she was raised

by supportive, loving parents.

Then... just thinking about it,

she never actually asked me
for any help, just space.

Oh.

I just should've
kept my mouth shut,

but old habits die hard, right?

Well, just because we learn
something about ourselves

doesn't mean we can always do
something with the information.

Hope I haven't made things
worse for her.

Dwayne, when her heart
was hurting,

who did she turn to
to feel safe and loved?

To me.

She still needs to feel
safe and loved.

You got this.

Thank you, Loretta.

Anytime.

So, now, curious about the case?

Of course.

These traces of soap and shampoo

were still on the body,
and it came back as

a specific brand name

used only by the NOPSI Hotel,
here in New Orleans.

Well, if he and our missing
prisoner were working together,

she might still be there.

Well, am I a full-service
help desk this morning or what?

(chuckles) You're the best.

Yes, he is a guest,

but not under the name
Rhett Howard.

Well, whatever his name is,
we need a key to his room.

This warrant should
give you what you need.

Let me make a key
and I'll escort you up.

- Great, thanks.
- HANNAH: Okay, I'll try.

That's the best
I can do, Ryan. Bye.

How'd it go?

Um, Ryan just made
dinner reservations

for us with Veronica.

Okay, are you going?

No. I can't think of anything
more uncomfortable.

For what it's worth, I think
Ryan's doing the right thing.

Don't you want to meet the woman
who could be Naomi's stepmother?

Whoa. I... (stammers)

I-I can't wrap my head
around that right now.

It doesn't seem like Ryan
has a problem with it, though.

Ma'am, when I went to make the
key, I was alerted that a charge

was just made to the room in
the lobby bar right over there.

There she is.

Redhead.

I hated that one.
Two more just like it.

Etta Brinks?

You're under arrest.

Rhett Howard got you out of jail

and ends up dead
less than 24 hours later.

Look, I don't know why
he busted me out of jail.

I was just glad to go.

He forged the identity

of a man who worked for me,
a man who was killed

in the line of duty.

Well, like I said...

Stop playing games.

Right now your best case

is finishing your stint
at Tangipahoa Parish Jail.

They'll tag on a year
for the jailbreak.

We'll tag on three
because you conspired

with a man who impersonated
a federal officer.

That last bit is federal time.

Means you get moved
to a federal jail

with federal guards.

Okay, not gonna lie,
that sounds a lot worse

than finishing my 15 days.

Then tell us, why did you go
through all this trouble?

A man named Jack Hardin
killed my sister.

She and Rhett were engaged.
We were both

motivated to make Hardin pay.

Can you prove he killed her?

No, but I know he did it.

So Rhett and I
were just skipping

straight
to the punishment phase.

What's that, steal his money,

like you did
to so many other people?

No, make him suffer.

Take everything
that makes him him

- and watch him twist.
- Hardin's back in New Orleans.

I'm guessing he's planning
another party.

Rhett forged me an invitation.

And, thanks to the things
that Kristen knew about Hardin,

we had a pretty foolproof plan.

Hardin killed your sister
and her fiancé.

Why won't he kill you on sight?

He's never met me.

I wasn't working with Kristen.

I only came back
because she called me

and said Hardin was gonna
kill her.

When was that?

Two months ago.

Unfortunately, on my
way back into town,

I got picked up

on an outstanding warrant.

I pled out,

hoping that I would
get to her in time.

I didn't.

You're being very forthcoming.

Jack Hardin took the only
thing that I care about.

And right now

my only hope for revenge is
getting you to arrest him.

We have nothing
to arrest him for.

Yeah, that's true.

If only there were a way
to catch a guy like that

red-handed.

- PRIDE: She's playing us.
- Yeah.

She's not even trying
to hide it.

But it's a win-win
as far as I'm concerned.

She gets revenge, we get Hardin.

Look, Vice Admiral
Hicks said no,

but a lot of other powerful
players have said yes.

Hardin's not stupid enough
to leave evidence out

- where it's easy to find.
- No.

And I don't care
how good her plan is,

I don't believe in foolproof.

I don't believe in Santa,
but it doesn't keep me

from going to the mall
at Christmastime.

All right...

I'm willing to listen.

Excellent.

You like an underdog.

No, no, I just hate jackasses.

And Hardin is
definitely a jackass.

My sister told me
he wears a ring,

and it's actually
a digital vault.

It has all his blackmail files
and financials.

Cold storage device.

- Exactly.
- That's why you need two people.

Back up. I-I missed something.

Uh, well, these types
of storage devices,

they can be accessed
with an RFID reader

if you're in
close enough proximity.

So all you need to do
is shake his hand?

It doesn't sound
like a secure system.

Well, it wouldn't be,
but there's a second step.

To access the information
from an unknown computer,

you need to input
25 security words

in exactly the correct order.

How in the world are you
gonna hack that?

Kristen once saw him
access his challenge words

on his phone.

Apparently, going to his
safe to access his list

is too much trouble.

SEBASTIAN: Then we're
talking about two hacks.

Right? We're talking about
getting the list first.

And then accessing the ring
with that list.

Then we copy the data
and arrest him.

Don't forget to empty
his bank accounts.

Leave him so broke

he has to pawn
his Patek Phillipe for ramen.

We're probably gonna
skip that part.

Are we?

ETTA: We shouldn't.

Look, if he's got his
money, he'll just hire

fancy lawyers to defend him.

He'll be out in a week.

Justice isn't the same
for the dirty rich.

Hmm, ain't that the truth, huh?

I like you.

The purpose of the party

is extortion.

Federal agents will be there
to witness him

trying to compromise someone.

It's a solid case.

PRIDE: All right, Hannah,

you'll accompany Gregorio
to the party.

Wait. No. Let me do it.

Manipulating people
for my own purposes

is kind of my bag.

Hannah, you comfortable
going with her?

No problem.

Okay.

Tammy, Carter, Sebastian and I...

We'll run surveillance

and take care of the hacks.

Excuse me. This officer says
you know him, Pride.

Cabrera.

Jersey.

Hey, Brooklyn.

I'm, uh, sorry to interrupt.

Do you have a moment?

Is Laurel here? In New Orleans?

Yeah.

But, uh, I don't know
if she wants to talk yet.

Okay. I...

I was scared something
happened to her.

I'm glad she's safe.

Wait, she didn't tell you
where she was going?

No. She just disappeared.

No note, no text.
She isn't answering my calls.

I got scared enough
to get on a plane.

You should've called me.

If I needed to tell you
your daughter was missing,

I wanted to do it in person.

That's...

that's actually very thoughtful.

Has she... spoken to you
about what happened?

She has.

But I don't want to
betray any confidence.

Do I have any chance
to fix this?

- Canceling a date and putting a case first...
- Wait, wait, wait.

Has triggered a lot of things.

She said that I canceled
because of a case?

That doesn't make any sense.

- It wasn't for a case?
- I didn't cancel at all.

We were supposed to go
to a dinner and a show.

I thought she was
excited about it.

And I waited in the restaurant
alone for two hours.

She ghosted me.

I haven't spoken to her since.

(knocking on door)

Hannah, come on.
I have to wire you.

Come on in.

Wow.

Is it okay?

Is it okay?
It's beautiful, and you know it.

Should I wear it to dinner
with Ryan and Veronica?

- Duh.
- (chuckling)

It's not too much?

Going to a casual dinner
in a cocktail dress

sets the tone perfectly.

"Hi, I'm your crazy ex-wife,

and you're never
getting away from me."

You gonna do it?

I don't know.

Look, I don't want to be
married to Ryan anymore, but...

it terrifies me to
think of him and Naomi

starting a family and
me being left out.

- You're not being left out, though.
- (scoffs)

And I think this is
Ryan's whole point.

And by the way, being a family

doesn't mean being
a couple with some kids.

It's what you make it.

Yeah, but I didn't
choose this person.

She's being forced on me.

She's not a hand-knit sweater
by Granny Jean.

Listen, you go,
you get to know her.

Maybe this is the girl that
makes your ex really happy.

Which I want?

Yes, or...

all the alarm, signals,
bells go off,

and you're able
to protect Naomi before

Ryan brings her home.

I hadn't thought
about that last part.

Come on, you got to go.

Thanks.

- Listen...
- Hmm?

I don't know
if you need to hear this,

but you're a beautiful,
strong woman,

and if this is what you want,
then you'll be the one

bringing your own love
to meet the family soon.

Okay?

Come on.

(Gregorio clears throat loudly)

Oh. Uh...

that's a very appropriate dress

for the professional thing
that we're about to do.

What Sebastian is trying to say
is that you look beautiful.

Can I say that?

You can say that,
you just can't creepy say that.

Thank you, Sebastian.

PRIDE: Etta has been prepped,

and she appears to
understand her role.

Appears to?

Well, you're the one that said
that you're good at manipulating

what you want people
to see, so...

SEBASTIAN: All right, so,

these both have hidden cameras
inside them,

along with RFID scanners.

So just get
within five feet of Hardin,

and we'll do the rest.

Shall we?

(playing upbeat jazz)

♪ ♪

All right, let's do a lap
on the way to the bar,

get as much footage of
the guests as possible.

All right. I'll keep
an eye out for Hardin.

Thank you.

Any likely
blackmail targets yet?

Someone who had the same info

that our vice admiral
refused to give?

No, nothing yet,
but it's early days.

Hopefully, they haven't
already gotten to it.

PRIDE: Hang on. Freeze that.

(taps keyboard)

That is.

Captain Harold Longford,
Seabee out of Gulfport.

Ten to one he's our guy.

Yeah. Hannah?

Man with a dark suit,

green tie,
talking to the woman in red.

Uh-huh. I got him.

Don't go too far.
He could be our target.

♪ ♪

Thank you.

Have you seen Hardin yet?

Not yet.

HANNAH: There he is. 12 o'clock.

HANNAH: Are you seeing this?

PRIDE: Yeah, yeah, they're
signaling each other.

Seems like there's
three of them involved.

That was fast. They must have
put something in his drink.

Looks like they're
getting him out of here.

You two stick with Hardin.
We got the captain.

♪ ♪

Hardin reserved another room
on the ninth floor.

We'll intercept them
before they got there.

We'll back up Hannah
and monitor the hack. Go.

Well, why, what a lovely party.

Well... thank you.

And such a lovely dress.

(chuckles): Oh. Thank you.

I don't think
we've been introduced.

I'm Hannah.

SEBASTIAN:
Okay, we got the ring.

Starting to access his phone.

And this is...

Georgina.
We were invited by, uh, Carly.

She just stepped out.

Oh, Carly knows
she's always allowed

to invite beautiful women
to my parties.

(both laugh)

- You're...?
- Jack.

Jack Hardin.

But you knew that, didn't you?

PRIDE: Stop, Crying, Snowflakes

- are his first three words?
- Ew.

Listen, why don't we go
some place quieter

so we can get
to know each other.

(chuckles): Oh, Mr. Hardin.

Women get dressed up like
this so they can be seen.

Oh, is that why you
got dressed like that?

Came to a very rich man's party
just to be seen?

Let my reputation

rub off a little?

(elevator bell dings)

(women laughing)

Federal agents. Hands up!

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- You two, up against the wall.
- Sit down.

Hey, NOPD's in the
lobby. Bring the girls

to transfer custody, I'll call
an ambulance for the captain.

Hannah, listen, the hack has
started but we need more time.

We haven't found all
25 challenge words yet.

So, what's it gonna be?

- (chuckles) Well, we would love to talk to you.
- Well, then,

I'm more comfortable
getting to know someone

without all of the distractions.

So, ladies, please.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

Oh, thank you.

And let me get this door.

Ladies.

Thank you.

Nice room.

Make yourselves at home.

All right, Hannah, we got it.
You can leave.

- Okay, ladies.
- (gun clicks)

Now... tell me who you work for.

You don't really need a gun.

I've read Fifty Shades of Grey,

but I'm not really
that kind of girl.

Make sure we got everything.
I'll get Hannah.

HARDIN:
I saw you watching the captain.

I find that very curious.

I'm sure when I speak
to Carly later...

Why wait? Get her in here now.

No, no, no, no.
Don't tell me what to do.

I'm in charge here.

Why?

Because I'm the one
that's holding the damn gun.

Wait. Hold on a second. Etta?

- You killer her. You killed my sister.
- Here. Etta.

You said it would
be better knowing

that he would rot,
knowing that you bested him.

Okay? We got him. We caught him.

No, that is not how it works

when you have his kind of money.

The second you guys deviated

from bankrupting him,
I knew I needed a plan B.

NCIS.

Etta, there's a plan C, okay?

Hey.

Listen, I know it's hard
for you to trust people,

but just look at me, okay?
Look at me for a second.

Etta, I'm gonna
make sure that he goes

to prison remembering
that killing Kristen

was the last thing
he ever did as a free man.

- Everything okay?
- Yeah.

Everything's fine.

(Hardin coughing)

Hey, don't look so down.

I just can't shake the feeling
he's gonna get away with it.

Well, a little birdy
might have told me

that since all of his ill-gotten
gains are related

to national security issues...

the government has frozen
all his accounts,

making him destitute.

You made that happen.

Why would you do that?

'Cause you're right.

Justice isn't the same
for the dirty rich.

And Hardin's money
wasn't his, anyway.

I mean, why should a thief

and a murderer

be allowed to use blood money
to defend himself?

(laughs softly)

I knew I liked you.

Make good choices, Etta Brinks.

I'm glad our story
has a happy ending.

Now I got to go do something
ten times more complicated.

Oh, yeah? Your personal life?

I got to mediate
Laurel and her boyfriend.

Oh, I can relate.

I'm, uh, gonna have dinner with
Ryan and his new girlfriend.

Ouch.

(chuckles) Yeah.

You want to swap?

Yeah.

(laughs)

But, uh, I got a feeling

it wouldn't work out
for either of us.

Good luck.

You, too.

(grunts softly)

- (knocks on door)
- Hey.

Just me.

You still thinking about it?

Yeah. (Laughs)

Why?

Look, I just know that as soon
as I walk in there with you,

this is all gonna be... real.

It's already real, love.

Well, I guess you better
stop calling me that.

(both laugh)

Look, I know this
is for the best...

I know this
is for the best, I just...

suddenly realized
that our family...

ours, is over.

And I'm not really sure that I'm
ready to accept that just yet.

Hannah,

our family's never
gonna be over.

It's, it's just gonna evolve
a little bit.

But I always want you
part of it.

Why don't you come in with me?

I'm really excited
for you to meet Veronica.

Why?

Because I have really,
really good taste in women.

Mm-hmm.

And I only get serious
about the very best.

Come on.

That was pretty cute of me,
don't you think?

Mm, it was cute. Thank you.

(laughs)

(laughs)

(door lock clicks)

(sighs)

Cabrera came
into the office today.

He's here? Why?

'Cause he's worried about you.

And he's telling a slightly
different version

of what happened than you did.

He told you I stood him up?

He did.

Why lie to me?

You know I love you
no matter what.

I don't know. I was...
embarrassed and confused.

I know you're worried

that with Cabrera,

you're always gonna be second
to the job, but...

I'm sorry
that I said that before.

You didn't always make me feel
like I came second

to your job,
just-just sometimes.

And that was a mistake.
My mistake.

And I don't want my mistake

to stand in the way
of your happiness now.

It's not that simple.

Cabrera seems like a great guy.

Is it possible that
you're projecting

something onto him that-that
maybe isn't totally fair?

I mean, maybe y-you
could just work

your way through all of this.

Like you and mom
worked through it?

(chuckles)

(sighs)

For a whole lot of years,
actually, yes, we did.

Just because...

we're not together now,

that doesn't mean that...

that our entire marriage
was terrible,

or that I regret it.

I know, but...

I-I have a lot
of wonderful memories.

Most of all, we made you.

And I wouldn't trade that
for the world.

Okay, so you're saying
that if I do marry him

and get divorced,
it's not gonna ruin my life?

(chuckles): Well, okay. Hey,

I-I think we're getting maybe a
little ahead of ourselves there.

Are we?

Um...

There's more.

Okay.

That night that I stood him up?

(phone buzzes)

No.

He's downstairs.

What?

Laurel.

♪ You make me wish
I was yours... ♪

David.

I'm sorry that I ran.

CABRERA: I don't care, okay?

I just want you to be happy,
even if that means without me.

No, I love you.

You just don't love my job?

How'd it go?

I was m-mature and wise.

Yeah, well, I knew it'd be
hard, so I got you a drink.

Well, you were right.

She is a smart young woman.

She knows what she wants
and what she needs.

You're a good father.

And hopefully
he'll give her the space

that she needs to make
a good decision.

Oh.

(laughs): Yeah. Yeah.

(patrons exclaiming)

(applause)

Oh, my God...

Ten minutes ago, they were over.

- Should we show your... Yeah.
- (laughs)

(chuckles)

Come on, you got to go over
there and say something.

Any ideas?

Because they're moving too fast.

I think this
is a terrible mistake.

Well, I think... Don't say that.

(panting)

Hey. My little girl.

Engaged.

Huh?

(laughs)
Get in here. Hey. Oh, yay.

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