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Tiffany Williams, multiple
arrests for prostitution

and she was Deeks' LAPD
informant.

She was a good person
who got stuck in

a bad spot
and I helped her out.

I was a 17-year-old hooker
with a criminal record.

He helped me get back
on my feet.

Detective Ellen Whiting,
Internal Affairs.

Have I told you how
much I missed you?

Sokolov!

Anna, where's his gun?

He was already dead when you
came through that door.

And I was holding my gun;
that's all you saw.

Special Agent Callen,

did you see Mr. Sokolov
reaching for a weapon

before he was shot
by Agent Kolcheck?

♪ Never too young ♪

♪ Never too old... ♪

Mmm, smells good.

What is that?

It's cold.

You were supposed
to be back by 10:00.

You made meatloaf.

You do love me.

Tiffany, I'm serious.

You got a big day tomorrow.
Don't give me that look.

It's not a look,
it's my face.

What are you, 12?

I didn't come up with this
curfew idea, the judge did.

I know.

Then why are you playing
so fast and loose with it?

Why are you
dressed like that?

And the makeup.

Mom, I've been good,
I promise.

Some might even
call me an angel.

Now I know you're lying.

This is not like it was before.

Well, you could have fooled me.

I didn't do it.

I was never
into that stuff.

You know that.
You have to believe me.

I love you, Mom.

Get over here.

Tiffany Williams,
you're under arrest.

No. No, no, no, no, no!

- You have the right to remain silent.
- Stop it!

Look at what
you're doing to her!

You're hurting her!

Anything you do or say

can and will be
used against you.

♪ NCIS: LA 10x05 ♪
Pro Se
Original Air Date on October 28, 2018

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Callen.

It's so good to see you.

It's good to see you.

I was so glad you called.

Uh, sit.

I ordered you a coffee.

And, uh, I thought maybe
we could split a croissant?

Sounds good.

I've missed you.

How have you been?

What are you doing?

What do you mean?

Why are you acting like this?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I thought this was clear.

We're playing make-believe.

You see, this is
a magical restaurant

run by elves where
they sprinkle fairy dust

all over your food,
and we pretend

that the real world
doesn't exist.

- I'm gonna go.
- Or stay-- Do whatever you want.

Just...
I'm gonna have that croissant.

Is this about what I said
at the ATF hearing?

No, it's because
you forgot Valentine's Day. -

All I told them...
Was whatever helped you

sleep at night.

That's not fair.

It was bad enough the ATF
suspended me

for doing what we both know
was the right thing.

Now, thanks to you,
it's just a matter of time

before my lawyer calls me
for an arraignment.

Oh, does anyone really think
it's gonna go that far?

You know, I-I think
about you and I wonder.

If the tables
had been reversed...

- Anna...
- ...would you have pulled that trigger?

If someone as deranged as
Sokolov kidnapped your father,

and you had the chance
to end him,

would you have taken the shot?

Anna...

I am really sorry that
you're going through this.

I mean that.

And you sound very convincing.

Did you practice that
before coming over?

Okay, you know what?
This was fun.

- Yeah, no, I enjoyed myself.
- So is that it for us, eh?

I don't know.

I'm obviously
working through some stuff.

Enjoy your croissant.

Callen, wait.

Wait. Just wait.

Just...

Look, I'm... I'm sorry.

I'm-I'm frustrated
and I'm scared.

I don't mean to
take it out on you.

Just... don't change
your number.

I won't.

Your Honor, ADA Sofia Lopez
for the state.

And Joel Simoni for the defense.
Good morning.

Not exactly. I was hoping
to hear pre-trial motions today,

but I understand those
will have to wait.

As I'm sure you're aware,

the defendant violated
the terms of her bail

and was brought back
into custody last night.

Of course I'm aware.

- What did you think I was referring to?
- Right.

According to LAPD,

the defendant engaged
in solicitation...

What?

- Of which I am also aware.
- Given the defendant's

high risk of flight, her not
insignificant criminal history,

and the danger and harm she
poses to others, not to mention

her prior charges of possession

with intent to distribute
narcotics...

ADA Lopez.

I read your motion.
Right.

Of course.

Your Honor,

these new prostitution charges
are completely baseless.

There's no way to prove

that my client did anything
remotely close to...

- Well, that's lucky.
- Excuse me?

The state doesn't need to prove
your client did anything.

- I'm sorry?
- Mr. Simoni,

we're not living in the world
of reasonable doubt... yet.

The state believes your client
committed a misdemeanor

while she was out on bail.

Is it likely she did it?

- Your Honor, my client would Nev...
- Uh-uh-uh.

You already had your turn.

I read both your motions--
and ADA Lopez,

you need to learn when to use
"who" and when to use "whom,"

but yours was the more
compelling of the two.

Bail is vacated,

defendant is remanded to jail,
and pre-trial motions

are scheduled for three weeks
from today.

Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait.

- What just happened?
- Nothing.

- Everything will be fine.
- Fine?

I don't get to go home?
Are you serious?

Ugh.
This can't be happening.

We got to call
Callen and Sam.

No, we don't have
to call Callen and Sam,

we need to do something.

- Hey, Simoni. - Yes.
- No, no, no.

Deeks, don't do this.
Please, don't...

Hey, so you're Tiffany's
only lifeline in there,

and you can't get the burden
of proof right?

I'm sorry, do I know you?
from her friends,

She's got no support

she's got no love
from her family,

she can't hold down her job,
so even if by some miracle

you do get her off,
she's got to rebuild her life

from scratch after she gets out.

- This is me walking away.
- No, this is you listening,

'cause now it's gonna be
incredibly hard

for you to meet with her,

and incredibly easy

for the ADA to force a plea

while she's miserable,

stuck in county
because you're an idiot

and can't get
the burden of proof right.

And this is good-bye.

Good work, counselor.

Deeks, let it...
Just let it go.

- Just let it go.
- Really wish he could.

Oh, my God.

But that's not
your forte...

is it, Deeks?
- Oh, my God.

Well, especially
not with this chick.

Hello, Kensi.

Detective Whiting.

There is so much more to this
that you don't understand.

There's always
more to the story.

Yeah, there actually is.

What is it about
Tiffany Williams, I wonder?

'Cause no matter how many
wrong turns that girl takes,

you just can't help
yourself around her.

And you're okay with that.

Let's go, Deeks.

Huh.

Still rockin'
that pantsuit, I see.

TTYL, Deeks.

TTYL.

Hey.

You speak to Kensi?

I just hung up with her.

It's not good.

I know.

Not good at all.

Thank you, Captain Obvious.

Well, it's good to see
you're in a good mood.

That'll make
the day go by easier.

So what are we
gonna do about this?

- Depends.
- Is Kilbride around?

That's what it depends on.

No.

But I'm telling you...

Oh.

You two definitely woke up
on the wrong side of the bed

this morning.
- What gave it away?

Let me guess.
Um, no, Eric.

No, but it'll be good.
It'll, like, lighten the mood.

Super fun.

It's not your job,
so not your job.

- Is Kilbride around?
- He's not.

He's still in D.C.
The deputy director

just joined him there.

What about Special Prosecutor
Rogers and his people?

He moved off campus.
Our accommodations

were not accommodate-y enough.

But he left parting gifts
before taking off.

Yeah.

- I'm sorry, parting gifts?
- They served all of us

with subpoenas.
- Whoa.

- Where's Mosley?
- She's off the grid.

Well, administrative leave
will do that to you, won't it?

Or a cartel putting
a price on your head.

Yeah. How about Hetty?

I don't know where Hetty is
or what she's up to.

We can work with that.

I agree.

I'm sorry. So what's
going on here?

Do you remember
Tiffany Williams?

The woman Deeks was helping out?

Wasn't she somehow involved
with Detective Boyle,

Deeks' old partner at LAPD?

Right.

"Involved" would be
a slight understatement.

Why? Is she in trouble?

Four months ago she was
picked up at a drug bust.

She was released on bail,
and then last night,

LAPD picked her up on new
charges of prostitution.

- Oh, boy.
- Wait. Does Deeks know?

He and Kensi were at
her hearing this morning.

Things did not go Tiffany's way,
and now it is on us to help her.

Okay. So are-are you thinking
that she may be innocent

of the narcotics charges
from four months ago?

And the prostitution charges
from last night?

Yeah, we are pretty sure
of that.

Mm, what makes you think so?

Because when she was
allegedly selling

and soliciting
on a street corner,

Tiffany Williams was actually
working as an informant.

For who?

For us.

Oh. So she has an alibi.

Yeah.

Only problem is
she can't use it.

So, about six months ago, a guy
named Phillip Robbins stole

proprietary naval
security software

and sold it to Iran.

Or so we think.
NCIS still doesn't

- have enough to move on him.
- Case originated

at the D.C. office,
but they brought it to us

when they realized
that Robbins

spends most of the
year in Los Angeles.

And most of his time and money
on petite, blonde prostitutes.

And that brings us
to Tiffany Williams.

Back in the day, he was one
of her most loyal johns.

And by loyal, I mean he was
completely obsessed with her.

So NCIS recruited her
to help us get to him.

And it worked.

We've been tracking
him for six months,

building a
very solid case

until Tiffany got arrested
for a bogus drug charge.

So now that she's out
of the picture...?

We're back to zero.
As soon as Tiffany got arrested,

Robbins vanished
and the case completely stalled.

Right.

Sam?

What?

Might not be
a bogus drug charge.

Just saying.

Come on, man.
Let's not do this.

No one wants to
talk about it, but

four months ago,
when she was arrested,

there was an hour that
we don't know about.

We don't know where she was
or what she was doing.

Well, that's easy. I'll just--

No, you can't.
Cell phone was turned off.

We couldn't find anything

through traffic
or security cameras

or by stitching together
social media.

And she won't give us
a straight answer.

Well, that complicates
things, doesn't it?

Yeah, but I don't trust
the officers that arrested her.

Maybe Detective Whiting
doesn't either.

I mean, she showed up at
Tiffany's hearing this morning.

Wow, that sounds
like a party.

Yeah, I don't know, Deeks.

I mean, Whiting is
Internal Affairs.

She might be our best shot.

Well, if that's the case,

then she's in even more trouble
than we feared.

Uh, was that code
for "he'll do it

- even though he doesn't want to"?
- Yeah.

Basically, yeah.

Well, this is festive.

Can you stop the tough guy act
for, like, a second?

What makes you think
it's an act?

Baby, I was born this way.

Before Tiffany Williams
was arrested,

she was working
undercover for NCIS.

She was helping us get close
to someone we believe

stole proprietary
technology and sold it

to a hostile
foreign government.

I stopped listening
after you said "undercover."

- Of course you did.
- And what, may I ask,

was Tiffany's
super secret persona?

She was working undercover
as a prostitute.

So, a real stretch.

Oh, my God. You
are unbelievable.

And you need to grow up and
stop believing in fairy tales.

Listen, the drug bust
wasn't real. You know that.

Eight ounces of cocaine
says otherwise.

No. It wasn't worth it.
She wouldn't go back.

That is the only thing that
surprises me about this case.

What's that?

Nobody knows Tiffany
better than you.

And yet you somehow thought
it was a good idea

to deliver her back
to the world

that she's worked so hard
to leave behind?

Wasn't-- it wasn't like that.
Pretty sure it was.

And then temptation
got too great

and she fell back on bad habits.

But I'm not telling you anything
you don't already know,

am I, Deeks?

That's not fair.
Tiffany was innocent.

You keep telling yourself that.

She doesn't belong in prison.

Can't help you, Deeks.

Well, that's a shocker.

Sorry,

so you two
aren't cops?

Uh, different agency.
We-We're NCIS.

Naval Criminal
Investigative Service.

The Navy?

Oh, geez.

What did Tiffany do this time?

It's not like that. We just
want to ask you a few questions.

So, has your daughter
been acting different

over the last few months?
Any new friends?

New places
she's hanging out?

I don't know
if it was anywhere new,

but she was definitely
hanging out again.

Hadn't done that
for a long time.

- How so?
- Well,

once Tiffany
got her act together,

she became a homebody.

She'd go to work at the nursery
every day, and then it was

her, me...

...Chip and Jo every night.

What about friends?

No, I can't
help you there.

She never told me anything
about anyone.

Except...

What?

Her lawyer.

Apparently, this
friend of hers

found the guy
and is even paying for him.

The lawyer's supposed to be
from some fancy firm,

but you wouldn't know it by how
things went down this morning.

E-Excuse me.

Hello?

One of Tiffany's friends
is covering her legal fees.

We know it's not Deeks.

We know the rest of her circle.

At least, we thought we did.

Could be Phillip Robbins.

We follow the money,
we may find him.

I'll call Eric.

There you are.

Hey.

How did it go with
Detective Whiting?

At least I can say
I checked the box.

I'm sorry.

- We'll figure something else out.
- I really thought

that Tiffany could handle this.
I-I never...

Sweetie, I know.

I know you did.

You know, you do
this job long enough,

you forget there's a reason NCIS
has a psychologist on staff.

Sweetie,
whatever happens,

this is absolutely
not your fault.

Don't do that. We both
know this is on me.

Deeks, it is not...

No, come on. I was so
focused on the case,

I lost sight of the position
I was putting Tiffany into.

I mean, I never should've
asked her to help us.

And you know that. The truth is
is Sam's right. We have no idea

where she was
for that hour she was missing.

I mean, think about it.
She left the boatshed at 8:00.

It should've taken her, what,

20 minutes
to get to the bar?

That's being generous
with it.

- She shows up an hour after that.
- Stop.

Do not do this to yourself.

I think I should just stop
believing in fairy tales.

And that breaks my heart
a little bit.

Callen, Sam, you were right.

I figured out which bank account
was being used

to pay for Joel Simoni,
Tiffany's lawyer.

And?

And not only is the account
located in the Cayman Islands--

which, let's be honest,
is already super sketch--

but Simoni's fees were the
only activity on the account--

wait for it--

until today.

What happened today?

Someone rented a car at LAX.

If Phillip Robbins
is back in town,

he's definitely up
to something.

Yeah, he could be making
another move.

He could also be coming
after Tiffany,

especially if he figured out
that she's been helping us.

The kind of people he knows,
he can get to her in jail.

She's not safe
in there.

So what are you guys gonna do?

Bust her out of jail?

That's not a bad idea.

I've heard of worse.

G... Guys, I'm-I'm kidding.

I was kidding.

Guys.

I'm kidding.

- Callen, Sam.
- Just a couple of guys

getting their
daily dose

of vitamin D?
- We have a plan.

- Okay.
- There's a very real possibility

that Phillip Robbins
is back in L.A.

Tiffany Williams
isn't safe in jail.

Wow, you couldn't have led
with the good news?

Well, like I said,
we have a plan.

Yeah, so you've mentioned.

We're gonna take over
Tiffany's legal case.

Wow, I don't know
how to tell you this,

but I think that your plan
needs a little more planning.

- Her lawyer's a hack.
- And you're...

You're less of a hack. You could
argue circles around that guy.

Okay,

your big plan to get
Tiffany out of jail, it...

No, guys, he can't defend her.

- He's LAPD.
- Guys, I've testified in front

of Judge Lee as a cop.

I've argued cases to her
as a public defender.

Which is why you
won't be her lawyer.

Well, strictly speaking.
I will be.

With you in my ear.

No, he can't.

Is that even legal?
Uh, it's definitely not legal.

- It's legal-adjacent.
- Does that count?

- 'Cause I'm pretty sure that doesn't count.
- Mm-hmm.

It's never stopped us before.

- We weren't being subpoenaed before.
- What does Kilbride

- say about all this?
- Well, that's the best part.

Kilbride's not around.

Which means we have
no protection.

Well, I know that Hetty
would bless this op.

Even if she does,
what about Mosley?

Don't have to worry
about Mosley.

- She's loyal.
- Maybe.

What do you think?

What do I think?

I think I'll be in the boatshed.

Prepping for court.

There you are.

Nell, I need a favor.

Mm. You're good.

Everything's been arranged.

For what?

Your cover.

But I never told
you what it was.

I know. I figured it out.

The way I see it,
there's only

one legal-adjacent play
to get Tiffany out of jail.

And you figured it out?

I've been backstopping you

as a criminal defense lawyer
all morning.

Mm.

Well, that is
some Jedi-level playbook stuff

you got there, Nell.
- You know what they say.

Big bangs, big brain.

Yeah.

- Like that.
- Check it out.

Logan O'Neill, huh?

So I am now officially a member
of the California Bar?

At least your alias is.

What?

You're not the only one
Hetty's been grooming.

Promise,
you're good.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Oh, and, uh,
good luck out there.

I hear the judge
is a real tough cookie.

Good to know.

Guys, that Cayman account
that paid for Tiffany's lawyer

and the rented car from
LAX just popped up again

at a spin studio in Hollywood.

You and me.

You and me, baby.
We a team.

Think Phillips
is in there?

I don't know. He's been
off the grid for months.

Just got back to town,
the first thing he does

is sign up for
a hard-core exercise class?

- Yeah. Yeah.
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

- This is L.A., right?
- When in Rome.

You guys,

welcome to Cyclehaus!

Are you signed up
for the next class,

or do you want to join
the wait list?

- Oh, there's a wait list?
- Oh, yeah.

Big-time.
I mean, Janet's teaching.

- Of course. Janet. Janet, yeah.
- Janet's teaching.

Yeah, no, sorry.
We were here this morning,

and...
- Oh, you're back for a double?

- Well...
- What?! Oh, you guys,

they're back for a double!
- Oh, whoa.

No, please.

Double!

Can you put
that down, please?

Just put down the bell.

Please.
Please put the bell down.

No, I just left
my water bottle

in the studio, and I was
wondering if I could go grab it.

Yeah. I'll let you know
when the studio's open.

Thank you.

- Let me know if you change your mind.
- We won't.

We won't.

Thanks.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

This place counts
as a two-a-day, huh?

Yeah, this place
will kick your butt.

Really?

Is that Phillip

standing right up there?

That's him, all right.

Who's he with?
Have we seen her before?

No.

I don't think she's involved
with the case.

You guys, the studio's open!

- At least not yet.
- Federal agents.

- Move!
- I'm-a go around back.

Move. Get out of the way.

Move.

Get out of the way.

- Sam.
- Any luck?

They're gone.

At least we know
he's really back.

And we have a picture of her.

Our mystery woman

from the spin studio

is Vanessa Brown, former LAPD.

Now works at Vivid
Locke Security.

- New security outfit down in Playa.
- Exactly.

They won a huge government
contract earlier this year

to develop the next generation

of antiballistic
missile software.

Vivid Locke could be
Phillip Robbins' next target.

The company's run by
former Mossad. It's financed

by former MI6.

It's staffed
by former Rangers, SEALs...

Apparently LAPD.

You know her, Deeks?

Never seen her
before in my life.

That's because
Brown joined the force

after you had already started
working here.

How long did she last at LAPD?

Less than five years.

I bet there's a story there.

Probably a good one.

All right, I'm on it.

Thank you.

We have to stop running
into each other like this.

No kidding.

Chin up, Deeks.

I got you a snow cone.

That's incredibly thoughtful
of you. You mind, uh,

holding that for me?
- So, you recognize her?

Where did you get that?

Go ahead
and take that as a yes.

So, why did Vanessa Brown
leave LAPD?

That's not public information.

Well, the guy
that we're going after

and the guy that we think
set up Tiffany Williams

and the reason
she's in prison again

is in that picture with her.

And who is he?

Phillip Robbins.
He has the amazing tendency

of taking things
from our country

and selling it to our enemies.

So, why did Vanessa Brown
leave LAPD?

Do you want me to repeat
what I already told you?

That's okay. Let me just take
a stab in the dark, then.

Was she stealing drugs
from the evidence locker?

Drugs she could plant
on Tiffany Williams

the night that she was arrested?

And let me ask another question
while we're on the subject.

How close was Vanessa Brown with
Young, Lopez, and Demblowski,

the three officers
that arrested Tiffany last night

on that phony
solicitation charge?

Just eat your damn snow cone.

That's so funny.

That's the same thing I said
when I started using my brain.

Williams!

Gate.

Move.

It's okay. It's me.

Kensi. Geez, that was dramatic.

How you doing? You okay?

It's all relative, right?
But let's be serious.

I mean, this is...
this is pretty bad.

Yeah, I know.
That's why we're trying

to get you out of here
as soon as possible.

How? This is literally a prison.

For one,
we're getting you new counsel.

Kensi, that is not a good idea.

We know Phillip is paying
for your current lawyer.

It's complicated.

Tiffany, why is
it so complicated?

Because he planted the cocaine
and set you up,

or because he hired a guy
that's throwing the case?

Or is there something else
you're not telling us?

Four months ago,

when you got arrested,

where did you go
the night before the bar?

I wish I could tell you.

But I didn't do anything wrong,

I swear, okay?
You just have to trust me.

Okay. I believe you.

Thank you.

So, uh, who's my new lawyer?

Deeks will be taking over
the case.

- Deeks?
- Mm-hmm.

Is that even legal?

Legal-adjacent, apparently.

It's more of a Callen-Deeks
joint task force.

Oh, Phillip is not
going to be happy.

Good.

Something we can use.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Dude, I got to be in
court in ten minutes.

This won't take long.
You're fired.

- What?
- You heard me.

Get out of my way, man.

Tiffany Williams
is no longer your client.

She signed the release papers
this morning.

- And you're calling the shots now?
- I am.

And I'm gonna strongly suggest

that you walk away
without a fight.

Or else?

I'll have you disbarred.

Probably sue you
for malpractice.

Now, that would be my pleasure.

Oh, and if you have
any other problems,

why don't you just have
whoever's paying your bills

give me a call?

Have a good day.

It's not enough.

Either that or it's too much.

It's not enough
of what we need.

If we're gonna infiltrate
Vivid Locke Security

and secure the software before
Phillip Robbins gets to it,

we're gonna need to outthink,
outcode, outmaneuver

the equivalent
of three intelligence agencies.

Their security system

is the most sophisticated
I've ever seen.

Yeah.

Look at that building.

It's like a block-wide
panic room.

We can't compete
with that man power.

And we're running
out of time.

Now, remind me again
how Phillip Robbins

- is gonna steal their software?
- Vanessa Brown.

He's got a corrupt cop
on the inside.

That old chestnut. Wait.
So, then, why don't we just...

Because we don't know
who we can trust.

Vanessa Brown might have
a whole team of people

working with her; we don't want
to tip any of them off.

Besides, this
is the kind of place

where, if the HVAC goes down,

they fix it themselves.
If the power goes down,

they fix it themselves.

- It's like Survivor in an office building.
- God.

- That would be a terrible show.
- Unwatchable.

- Hmm.
- What do you see?

There.

Our own thermal exhaust port.

You think you
can pull it off?

It'd be complicated.

And dangerous.

- Extremely expensive.
- But it would work.

And there's no one here
to tell us we can't do it.

All rise.

An emergency motion? Really?

Don't look at me.

Your Honor...

Who are you?

Logan O'Neill
for the defense.

What happened to the other guy?
When did this happen?

Did you know about the switch?

No matter. We're here,

and either way,
I'm missing lunch.

Defendant,

do you consent to new counsel?
- Yes, Your Honor.

- Well?
- Right. Your Honor,

I'm here to ask

that my client be
allowed to post bail

for the duration of trial.

That's the emergency?
I'm confused.

Am I having déjà vu?
Didn't I already rule on this?

Your Honor, it
has come to light

that my client's life may be
in danger were she to remain

in jail.

And?

And?

And?

And, more important,

the motion

that my client's
previous counsel

submitted to the clerk

in regards to
the new solicitation charges...

was inadequate.

Scratch that.

It was egregiously
inadequate.

You got to be kidding me.

Your Honor,
you said so yourself.

You already ruled on the motion.

And I'm not allowed
to change my mind?

I have eyewitness accounts,

security camera footage as
well as credit card receipts

that prove that my client
on the night and the hour

of the alleged solicitation

was, in fact,

having dinner with friends
in North Hollywood.

So I ask, is it likely
that Tiffany Williams

was in violation of her bail?

Unless she discovered
the fifth dimension

in the space-time continuum,

I would argue not.

I'd argue not.

All right, then.

Looks like you've
got yourself

a fair fight.

Boom! Good work, Callen.

That a boy.

Do you want to go over
the op one more time?

Okay, look, my only concern are
the blades on the exhaust fan.

The timing has to be perfect,

or we're dead.

Or... you're dead.

Kensi.

- You good?
- Yeah.

Sorry, I'm just...

I'm just thinking
about Tiffany.

She's definitely not
telling us something.

Yeah, I just wish I knew why.

Callen and Deeks
are taking care of her.

Me and you? Our only job

is to stay ahead
of Phillip Robbins

and make sure
Vivid Locke Security technology

doesn't end up in
the wrong hands.

ADA Lopez.

- Mr. O'Neill.
- You see how easy that was?

- This is gonna be so much fun.
- Oh.

You mean that performance art
back there?

- Mm.
- That was

the definition
of beginner's luck.

You sure you want to risk that?

I mean, it might dilute
your conviction record.

Not gonna look good
when you run for office.

That has nothing to do

with why I'm prepared
to offer your client a deal.

Not interested.

Shouldn't we hear
what it is first?

I think you should listen
to your client on this one.

It won't be on the table
for long.

My client is not
gonna plead guilty

for a crime she
did not commit.

Then get ready for round two.

I won't be pulling punches.

What did you just do?

I can't go
back to jail.

You are gonna have to trust me.

Just like
we are all trusting you.

Huh.

Detective Whiting.

Whiting, hey...

This better be good.
I'm on my lunch. Who is this?

Yeah, it's Deeks.

Listen, I need your help
to make something right.

Eric, we're pulling up
to Vivid Locke Security.

Something's going down.

Yeah, their in-house alarm
went off.

There was an armed robbery.

Looks like Phillip Robbins
beat you to it.

Sorry, folks,
but you have to go.

We may be too late.

Go, let's move,
everybody to this side.

Now what?

Yeah, great.

Thanks.

How we doing?

Phillip Robbins got away
with Vivid Locke's

antiballistic missile technology
before

Kensi and Sam even got there.
It looks like

Vanessa Brown was helping him,
but on the bright side,

it appears
our instincts were spot-on.

Eric and Nell?

- They're working on it.
- Okay.

All we have to do is recover
the stolen technology

before Robbins has a chance
to sell it to our enemies.

Well, yeah, that

and convince the ADA
to drop charges against Tiffany.

That would help, too.

It's official.

It's Manic Monday.

This does not look
like a fortress to me.

That's by design.

But it does have
an Achilles' heel,

and Phillip Robbins found it.

The people that work here.

We may start off
pure and innocent,

but all humans
are corruptible.

Are you talking about Tiffany?

No, but it applies to her, too.

What's up, Eric?

I just got a hit
on Phillip Robbins' rental car.

He's heading west
on Santa Monica Boulevard,

just past Bundy.

That's a mile
from the courthouse.

I'll call Callen.

Excuse me.
Excuse me.

Detective Whiting.

- We good?
- I'm here, aren't I?

That's about as warm
and fuzzy as she gets.

We're good.

Tiffany, stay here.

It's okay.

Is that Eric?
I'll call him back.

Sorry, not sorry.
The offer's

no long on the table,
Mr. O'Neill.

You should have listened
to your client.

Well, I'm still not
interested in a deal, but

I would like you
to drop the charges

against Tiffany Williams.

Why?

Because you seem like
such a stand-up guy?

ADA Lopez, trust me. You don't
want to be anywhere near this.

And you are?

LAPD Detective Ellen Whiting,
Internal Affairs.

Someone's been naughty,
it's true, but

you're going after
the wrong girl.

I see.

Well, I'll have to speak
with the district attorney...

We both know that's not true.
And who are you?

Somebody who knows
what they're talking about.

Listen, let's
break this down together.

You have a detective
from Internal Affairs

that says this case
is rotten. Therefore,

there is no scenario
in which this goes to trial.

So you have a pretty easy
decision in front of you.

Do you continue
to play God

with an innocent woman's life
for a few more days, or

do you act like a decent human
being and drop the charges?

I'll go speak to the clerk.

- Thank you.
- You don't have to thank me.

I didn't do squat for you.

Guys, we got company.

Phillip Robbins
and Vanessa Brown.

Oh, God.

Tiffany?

I got 'em.

Go, go, go.

Phillip Robbins.

Where is she?

Where is the missile software?

You trade her for that?

Well, I really like
that software.

How much do you care
about the girl?

Go, go, go.

No, ho-ho-ho-ho...

Hold on. Hold on.

It's okay.
Hold on.

I dare you.

Let's go.

Move it.

Good work.

You okay?

Okay, let's go. Come on.

So, why do you care
so much about Tiffany?

Who is she?

- Someone I trusted.
- Ah.

She lied to you, huh?

Isn't that what
you pay her for?

She betrayed me.

Well, now, that would be
upsetting to me as well.

Where is she?

- All right, it's okay.
- Who are those guys?!

It's probably the team
Robbins had working with him

inside of Vivid Locke Security.
- Vivid Locke Security?

That's the case you helped us solve.

Aah!

Oh, my God, Deeks,
I can't do this, I can't do it.

- I can't do it. I can't do it.
- Look at me. Look at me.

Look at me, Tiffany.
Look at me. You can do this.

Look at me. You're fine. You're okay.
I'm gonna get you through this.

Behind us!

Stay down.

It's okay.

Hey, you're okay.

Look at me.

It's over.

All right?

It's over.
You did good.

Federal agent!
Federal agent!

- Move, move.
- Seriously?

What took you so long?

- You're hilarious.
- It's okay. You can say it.

You missed me, Sam.

Let's move it.

So, Phillip framed Tiffany when
he suspected she'd betrayed him.

Well, he also

killed two birds with one stone
with Vanessa Brown.

Not only did she help him
arrest Tiffany,

but he also got his hands
on that antiballistic software.

- Which we still haven't recovered.
- We'll pit Phillip

against Vanessa, see which one
of them caves first.

And inevitably one of them will.

Mm-hmm.

Excuse me for a
second, gentlemen.

Hey.

Hey.

You doing okay?

Yeah. I'm just
waiting for my mom.

We could have
dropped you off.

No, that's okay.
Kind of just wanted

to spend some time with her,
but thank you, Deeks,

for everything.

Well, I owe you an apology.

I never should have put
you in that position.

I'm the one who said yes.

Doesn't matter. I shouldn't
have asked, and I'm sorry.

Well, thank you
for believing me.

Even when I couldn't
totally be honest with you.

Listen, I get it, you know?

Phillip's a scary guy,

especially when he's got one
of your friends in his teeth.

You knew?

Not until today.

And I could never
figure out why,

when you showed up at the
bar, you were crying, and then I realized

it's just 'cause you were
protecting somebody.

Right? Somebody that
wasn't able to get out.

So I tracked
down your crew,

and they told me what
happened to Lorraine.

Back then, Lorraine was
like a sister to me.

Phillip went after her
to hurt me,

and she needed
my help that night.

Really, she needed a hospital,

but I promised her
that I wouldn't tell anyone.

We thought that Phillip was
gonna come back to kill her.

Kill us both.

Well, the great news is,
he can never touch her again.

He's not gonna hurt
anybody again.

And that's because of you.

Yeah?

You did good.

- Hi, honey.
- Hey.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

Good-bye, Deeks.

- Be safe, okay?
- Mm-hmm.

Hi, Mama.

You did good.

- Oi.
- Oi.

Oi.

You okay?

I'm good.

I'm actually really good.

Really good?

Yeah. Today just reminded me

what a truly exceptional
lawyer I am.

Are you, now?

And I think there's something
to be said...

You know, I think
it's incredibly appealing

to do something
to help people, you know,

get a decent paycheck, and not
get shot at every single day.

I'm sorry to
break it to you,

but, um, you did
get shot at today.

Touché.

You're a good man, Martin Deeks.

A very good one.

- As always.
- Yup.

G.

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