All language subtitles for NCIS_ Los Angeles 14x02 - Of Value (English)

Yo, that was sick.

Excuse me, may I pass by you?

Yo, this thing's hilarious.

May I pass by you?

Not a problem. I can go around.

Think this thing's got food in it?

Oh, for sure.

Excuse me.

Smack that thing.

Hey! Leave that thing alone.
It's not bothering you.

Yo, pipe down, old man.

Put some respect in your tone
when you talk to me.

Why you always got a problem, huh?

Whoa!

Stop that van!

Thanks for your order. Have a nice day.

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Mmm, big relief.

Huge relief.

What's that?

This coffee's excellent.

See, I must have a great coffee shop

within walking distance of my new home.

It's a deal breaker.

Um...

you do realize that we've
already moved in, correct?

So, you're saying I should have
checked out the coffee shops

before we signed the lease?

Yes, yes, yes, that
would've been a good idea.

- Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.

I have a meeting today at
the Surfrider Foundation.

They have an opening on
their Blue Water Task Force.

So you've made your decision, huh?

You're gonna leave law enforcement?

Yeah.

Well, at least for now.

And, I mean, I've always
loved the outdoors

and I love helping out, so...

Yes, you've been so interested,
in fact, that you once

made up a fake story
about cleaning up a town

after wildfires when, in fact, you were

chasing down a rogue Russian spy.

- I did do that.
- Uh-huh.

I still can't believe you drove

all the way out there to surprise me.

So...

what can I help you with today?

Callen?

Good morning.

Morning.

Is everything okay?

Sorry, what?

Nothing.

Nothing, the coffee's great.

Hi, baby.

So, the headline is Rosa is

doing great,
and if you take into account

the turmoil she's had
in her life the last six months,

she's actually doing better than great.

Well, that's amazing.

Did they say how she did
on her English essay?

Oddly, she got an A.

What do you mean "oddly"?
I helped her with that.

Oh, I know, sweetheart.

I also know that you don't use commas

in your speech or your writing.

Okay, touch�. Well played.

Oh, and her teacher also said

that she could use
some outside help for math.

Did you say "outside help,"
like a-like a, like a tutor?

- Yeah.
- No, she doesn't need a tutor.

That's like a way for us to shirk

our parental responsibilities.

No, she needs to see

that if there's obstacles at school,

we are the first line of assistance.

Perfect.

I will order the calculus textbook

and you can get right on that.

Did you say calculus?

I sure did.

Oh, yeah, well,

I mean, who are we

to, in this economy,

take away employment
from a hard-working...

And qualified.

...and qualified

tutor.

- Bye, sugar bear.
- I love you. Bye.

You know what, Deeks?
Tutors are people, too.

Hey.

- Morning.
- Morning.

Where is everybody?

Sam's gonna be out. He's taking his dad

to see a specialist in Orange County.

And last I saw heard,
Kilbride and Rountree

were arguing about the outcome
of some college football game.

Ooh, which game?

I have no idea. As soon as
I heard the word "football,"

the AirPods went straight in.

I thought you said you liked sports.

I like the Lakers.

Specifically, Laker games with my dad.

Oh. Hey, uh,

how is your mom doing?

Well, she's... she's good.

Her foot's healed, she's
done with physical therapy.

But now that she doesn't have anything

to complain about or focus on...

She can turn all her attention
back onto you.

- Exactly.
- Oh.

So we had a lovely
family brunch on Sunday

where we all learned that I am using

the entirely wrong skin care products.

And I would do well if I
hired a personal trainer.

Well, your family brunches
sound like a lot of fun.

Yeah, you should see them
in person, live and in HD.

- I'd like that.
- Really?

- Sure.
- Okay.

I'm gonna hold you to that.

All right.

Rountree wants us upstairs.
We just caught a case.

What do we got?

This morning a husband
and wife architect team,

Emmett and Linsey Sandhagen,

were kidnapped
from their home in Westwood.

Any witnesses?

Yeah, the couple's nanny, Mila Curren,

she saw the whole thing go down.

- Wait, they have kids?
- Yeah.

One daughter, one son. Eight and ten.

Mm. How are they doing?

Luckily, they didn't see anything.

They're with the nanny now.

Kilbride sent Castor to pick them up

and bring them back to the boatshed.

Why did we pull this case?

The Sandhagens' architecture firm...

they specialize in designing
secure facilities.

They've been working closely
with the Seabees

as, uh, civilian DoD contractors.

And the Navy wants to know if
any of these secured facilities

- are now vulnerable.
- You got it.

LAPD CSU is processing the crime scene.

I'll let you guys know
if they find anything.

Okay, Fatima, why don't you meet Kensi,

head up to Port Hueneme,
talk to the Seabees.

Copy that.

You and I will head to the boatshed,

- speak with the nanny, huh?
- Can I drive the Benzo?

- Uh, I don't think so.
- Shotgun!

So, where were
you when the intruders entered?

I was upstairs, getting
the kids ready for school,

when I heard Emmett yell.

And did you actually see the
Sandhagens get abducted?

I saw three guys in ski masks

grab them in the kitchen.

All I could think about were the kids,

so I went back upstairs

and put them into one of
the Sandhagens' secured rooms.

And the three men never
followed you upstairs

or tried to breach the secured door?

It was like they only cared
about Emmett and Linsey.

There's a lot of art

a-and expensive things around the house.

It's all still there.

- And you saw them escape in a van?
- Yeah.

I heard Linsey yelling
when they threw her in the van.

Did you notice any stress points

in the Sandhagens' life,
any colleagues or friends,

anybody, that they would argue with?

No. Nothing like that.

This doesn't make any sense.

The Sandhagens are the best parents

and just the nicest people.

They took me to Hanalei with them and...

we had the best time.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

You never heard them
talk about being in debt,

owing anyone money...
anything like that?

No, money never seemed like
something they were short on.

Those kids have no idea
what's happening.

- Admiral.
- As you were.

Kensi and Fatima arrived at Hueneme yet?

- 20 minutes out.
- Ah.

Bring up Colonel Jackson Ladd, please.

Yes, sir.

Coming up on the big screen now.

- This address current?
- I don't think so.

His name was taken off the utilities

about six and a half months ago.

- Look into his whereabouts, will you?
- Yes, sir.

Uh, Admiral, if you
don't mind me asking,

who's Colonel Ladd?

He's one of the best
to ever put on a uniform.

Served over 25 years in the Army.

Every conflict from
Desert Storm to Iraqi Freedom.

His last deployment,
he lost both of his legs

in a door breach explosion.

- Damn.
- Yeah.

He's had a rough go of it.
Trying to figure out

where he fits in the world now.

Hmm.

Hell of a thing to be

elite at something,

to be defined by that thing...

and then just have it all
taken away in an instant.

Yeah.

Keep me posted on Colonel Ladd.

Yes, sir.

Bet the Sandhagens never even envisioned

this as a possibility

when they took their first
military contract.

Yeah, I can't imagine
how they're feeling

or worried they are about their kids.

Mm. Hopefully, the Seabees
can help us figure out

- a motive for the kidnapping.
- Mm-hmm.

Hey, where were you coming from

when you picked me up this morning?

Oh, I was at Rosa's school.

I had a meeting with
her academic advisor.

Deeks had to log his range hours,

- so it was just me.
- Mm.

So, uh, how's the whole
parenting thing going?

Is it, like, easier or, uh,

harder than you thought it would be?

Um... it is not

harder or easier.

I think it's just different.

I mean, I was worried about
her emotional health,

but she's made an amazing
group of friends

and she seems really happy,
which is such a relief.

Oh, man. How are you?

I just realized I've been
wrapped up in all my own stuff

that I haven't asked you
about Akhil or anything.

What's happening with that?

We've gone on a few dates.

Okay. A few dates is good. And?

And we are now solidly
locked in the friend zone.

- Huh.
- Yeah.

Is that what you want?

I don't know, maybe?

Probably.

- I don't know, maybe I want more?
- Okay.

Oh, my gosh. What is happening?

What is happening with
all of this right now?

Kens, I mean,
the last time I dated a guy,

- everything about me was different.
- Mm-hmm.

I was acting.

I was partying a lot,
I was going out every night.

All night.

- That's just not you anymore.
- Not at all.

I don't know. After the accident,

I changed everything about myself.

Literally, everything.

- Except for my family.
- Yeah.

To be honest, I don't think
that that's a bad thing.

It's not.

But with Akhil...

I don't know, this is gonna sound crazy,

but I have no idea
how this new version of me

is supposed to be on a date

and, like, in a real relationship.

- Mm-hmm.
- Ooh, forget it.

I didn't know the old Fatima.

But I know the new one.

She is somebody that I admire

and I am really, really
proud to call you my friend.

It honestly means a lot to me
coming from you,

'cause I've always looked up to you

- as sort of a...
- Stop.

Before you call me an older sister.

No, no, no.

I was gonna say, like, a favorite aunt.

Oh, my gosh!

Get out.

Aunt.

It's a tough one. Two great kids.

And we need to find their parents fast.

All right, take Mila, Ty and Sophia

to the Naval Weapons Station Seal Beach.

We'll have an NCIS agent look after them

until we can get a handle on this.

Copy that. I'll do it right now.

Hey, guys, I just checked the
Sandhagens' personal accounts.

All their cars are paid off,
no credit card debt,

hefty retirement and savings accounts

and a second home in Hawaii.

So, exactly like Kensi and I.
Minus the house in Hawaii,

the retirement accounts, and the,

- you know, money.
- Yeah.

All right, if there's nothing
that we can work with, why don't

you look into their architecture
company and employees.

Maybe there's some financial
motive buried in there.

All right, on it.

- Admiral.
- Where are we with Colonel Ladd?

His phone's offline

and there's no credit card
or ATM activity

in the last 30 hours.

All right. Have LAPD do a welfare check

at the colonel's home.

Yes, sir.

I'm Commander Cheng.

- I'm sorry to have, kept you waiting.
- No problem.

I'm Special Agent Kensi Blye,

this is Special Agent Fatima Namazi.

- Commander.
- It's good to meet you both.

Yeah.

I supervised the projects that
Emmett and Linsey Sandhagen

worked on with the Seabees.

I've got to say, the Sandhagens
are well-liked around here.

Uh, could you fill us in on

exactly what they did for the Seabees?

Of course.

But first, may I ask,
are their children okay?

Yes, we have them and they're safe.

Good.

So, the Sandhagens were brilliant.

They acted as civilian contractors

on three of our latest
and most important projects.

So, we know Admiral Kilbride
has been in contact

with the office of SECNAV
and that they've upped security

at those three properties,

but could you tell us exactly
what these projects were?

The first was a weapons and
ordnance depot at Camp Pendleton.

The second was an underground
drone control base in the Mojave.

But the third project
was their masterpiece.

That was the project
that wasn't in our briefing.

Uh, we were told we needed
to speak with you directly

- to get more details.
- The project was

a fortified and secured command center

built directly into
the side of a mountain,

- location classified.
- What kind of command center?

A multiservice missile deterrence

command and control center.

And what does this center control?

Over 300 missiles located on U. S. soil.

Three hundred?

Yeah.

If the Sandhagens were taken by

a foreign interest looking for control

of that command center,
they can take out

most of our domestic military operations

with those ballistic missiles.

- Hey, guys.
- What do you got, Rountree?

The Sandhagens architecture firm

has a third partner.
His name's Paul Figueiredo.

Oh, let me take a flyer here.

Mr. Figueiredo is just
as rich as the Sandhagens?

That's the thing, he's not.
He's doing well,

but his home's worth a quarter

of what one of the Sandhagens'
properties is.

And he has credit card debt
and nowhere near the savings.

And all three of them are
equal partners in the firm?

Yeah, looks that way.

Maybe the Sandhagens are

funneling money from the corporation.
Maybe they're stealing from him.

And Paul finds out and goes after them.

Maybe. Or maybe the Sandhagens

are selling their classified
knowledge of properties

like the ballistic missile command
center to the highest bidder.

About a half a dozen foreign countries

would be interested in the plans
for those properties.

Not to mention terrorist organizations.

Thank you for coming
down here with Agent Castor.

I'm Special Agent Callen.
This is Investigator Deeks.

Hi, good to meet you. No problem at all.

I've been sick about this.

If there's anything,
I can do to help, I will.

Great, that's great, 'cause we do
have some questions for you.

For sure. First, can I ask...
Ty and, uh, Sophia...

how are they? Are they with Mila?

- They are.
- And they're all at a secured location.

- Have a seat.
- Yeah.

So, you and the Sandhagens
are equal partners

in their military contracting
business, correct?

We are. Yeah, I own a third,

Linsey owns a third,
Emmett owns a third.

That means the profits
are distributed equally

between the three of you?

That it does, yeah.

I don't mean to be disrespectful,

but when we were looking into
the Sandhagens' finances,

we realized that...
they have substantially

more capital and savings than you do.

You-you guys looked into my finances.

- We did.
- 'Cause I wasn't expecting that.

But, uh... you saw
I've got nothing to hide.

And the reason for your
different financial situation is?

Simple. I'm a partner in the
military contracting business.

Six years ago, they started
a separate business

dealing with, uh, civilian jobs.
I'm not a part of that firm.

We didn't see any other
companies listed under their name.

Yeah, they were very careful
to incorporate using trusts

instead of their names

to make sure this exact thing
wouldn't happen.

So, what kind of civilian jobs

are they taking under this company?

Safe rooms in mansions,

secured bug out cabins in
the mountains, specialty vaults.

I mean, in this day and age,

this types projects
have become very popular

among people with means.

I mean, you look at the cash
they're pulling in,

- I'd say it's profitable.
- Yeah, well,

second homes are overrated.

You got the property taxes
and the maintenance and...

I'll stop talking.

Well, anyway, they asked me to

partner with them in the private
sector business back then,

but I turned them down.

- Why was that?
- I love working with the Sandhagens,

but don't get me wrong,
I don-I-I don't live to work.

Work for me is a means to camp, hunt,

surf, do jiujitsu.

Basically just be a human being.

Did you regret your decision
once you saw how much money

- they were making?
- Not at all. Are you kidding?

They worked on that business
around the clock,

24/7 to get it done.

That was a...
that was a huge accomplishment.

It's just not the life I want.

I can respect that.

You wouldn't happen
to have a list of their

private sector clients, would you?

I don't have access to that
because it's not part

of the military contracting business.

But if I were you guys,
I'd check out their home office.

That's where they ran
that business out of.

Our ETA from Port Hueneme is...

about 40 minutes, sir.

Copy that.

We should have a list of the Sandhagens'

private sector projects
sent to your phones soon.

A private sector motive
for the kidnappings makes sense.

If they were targeting
a military facility,

then they'd have to know
that the first step

in our playbook is to up
security at any property

the Sandhagens designed.

And if they're in it
for profit over terrorism,

then private sector assets
are way easier

to offload and fence than military tech.

All valid points.

But SECNAV is coordinating
with the purple suiters

to keep that ballistic
missile command center safe.

Keep me posted.

Copy that, sir.

- Thanks.
- All right.

Evidently, architecture pays.

I wanted to be an architect
when I was a kid.

Yeah, honestly, it seems
to be a cool job

minus the math and engineering part.

- What kind of architect?
- Uh, I don't know.

I liked hotels, train stations,
airports, that sort of thing.

Uh-huh,
lots to unpack with that statement.

Taken from their own home.

You know, at least the kids
didn't see it happen.

Yeah.

Hey, how's, uh,

how's Rosa adjusting
to her new life here in LA?

Oh, she's a champ.
So strong and resilient.

Although I think
she's tired of me asking

if there's anything
she wants to talk about.

Well, I think we all are, at this point.

That just means I care.

That's what love looks like.
Speaking of caring and loving,

how's, uh, engagement treating you?

- It's good.
- Yeah? Good?

Good. Good.

She's trying to figure out what
her life will look like in LA

when she's married and not
working in law enforcement.

Well, she's an incredible
law enforcement officer.

ATF would be lucky to have her back,

but I do get the reluctance

of being a two-badge family. Man, do I.

- I'm sure you do.
- And if you do decide

- to have children...
- Kids?

We just got engaged.

Okay? We are not even close to that.

I'm just saying if and/or when,
it's a big decision to make.

Uh-huh. And here is the home office.

Good talk.

Rountree,

we got a desktop in the home office.

Should have a signal for you
in just a couple minutes here.

Copy that.

All right.

Boom.

Got access to the computer.
Thanks, Callen.

Starting the search protocol now.

Sitrep, Agent Rountree.

So, Callen and Deeks
were able to gain access

to the Sandhagens' private
sector business computer.

And?

And...

judging by all these client files,

there's a lot of banks,
stores and high net worth

individuals' homes to go through.

Okay, bring LAPD up to speed

and have them notify these clients

of a possible security breach
and to stay vigilant.

- Will do.
- Also,

have both teams check out
any high-value targets

that are near them.

I'll also bring FBI HRT on.

Yes, sir.

Oh, um...

LAPD wasn't able to locate Colonel Ladd

during the welfare check
at his apartment.

Ah. I figured as much.

Yeah.

Oh, and there was something else.

They found a few empty whiskey bottles

and a bunch of empty beer cans.

And what else?

Uh... nothing else.

Geez, you had me worried for a second.

Let me give you a little history lesson,
Agent Rountree.

Before your generation
unleashed mindfulness

and-and meditation on the world,

many, many generations before you

achieved the exact same result

utilizing the combination
of whiskey and beer.

Whiskey and beer. Got it.

That armored truck depot
was locked up tighter

than Fort Knox.

And with every security guard

in that Beverly Hills
watch store strapped,

it's like they're kind of hoping
that they're gonna get robbed.

What's next?

We have a bank on
Santa Monica Boulevard.

- Mm-hmm.
- A place called Even Mavrik,

- a high-end cigar and wine store...
- Hold on, what's that?

Even Mavrik?

Even Mavrik. That's Hebrew.

That means brilliant stone.

- Oh, could be a diamond broker.
- Okay.

It's close, .3 miles away.

Let's go check out some avanim mavrikot.

What you got, Rountree?

I just got an alert
on a system check I was running

on the Sandhagens' home computer.

That list of private sector
clients that I sent you...

it was downloaded last month.

Maybe they needed it
for quarterly taxes?

Maybe, but I checked.

At the time it was downloaded
at their home in Westwood,

both Sandhagens were up at Port Hueneme

working with the Seabees
on a new project.

And you verified that?

Yup. I just got

off the phone with Commander
Cheng up at Port Hueneme.

Sounds like we're gonna have to

have another talk with Mila the nanny.

Thank you, Castor.
You can leave the door open.

- Go ahead and take a seat.
- Oh...

This room's a little more
cramped than the one out there.

Yeah, well...

this is our interrogation room.

Oh.

Sounds official.

Hopefully, you're making
some progress...

Absolutely. Just to clarify,

so, you've been working
with the Sandhagen kids

since you graduated college
at Harvey Mudd?

Yes.

It took me a little longer to finish.

I didn't have rich
parents paying for me.

But you managed to graduate
with a computer science degree.

It was tough,
but I'm glad I stuck it out.

You also picked up
$230,000 in college debt.

Yeah.

- How did you know...
- And although the Sandhagens

pay you a generous salary,

after your-your rent, your
food, your car payments...

Wi-Fi, cell phone,
random lattes at Alfred's...

It doesn't leave you
with enough to cover

those monthly student loan payments,

but somehow you seem to have managed.

Even without rich parents.

- It's been difficult, but I work...
- I can imagine.

Every single month,
coming up with that spare cash

to go down to the 7-Eleven
by your apartment

and buy a money order for those
very expensive student loans.

Okay. I mean,

is there anything wrong with that?

Nothing.

As long as you have records,
for the incoming cash, of course.

Records?

Hmm. Records.

I mean,

I sell some of my clothes
to Buffalo Exchange

and they pay in cash.

Seems like a lot of extra clothes.

That's okay. We'll subpoena
Buffalo Exchange's records.

Anything else you want to tell us?

My parents were s-so excited

when I got into Harvey Mudd.

We just didn't realize how much debt

it would put me in.

Believe it or not, I can
make more being a nanny

than working a job with my degree.

My mom is sick, so I have to be in LA,

and there's no way to live here
under debt like I have.

So, who did you borrow money from?

Mila,

we know you don't want to see
the Sandhagens get hurt.

And we know you want those kids
to see their parents again.

Just help us,
and we'll make that happen.

I met him at a restaurant.

He was so nice.

I owe him

so much, and there's no way
that I can pay him back.

He said he wanted to rob some
place the Sandhagens designed.

He wasn't supposed
to kidnap them. No one

- was supposed to get hurt.
- What is his name?

His name's McCall.

Josh McCall.

Rountree, I need you
to locate Josh McCall.

He told you he'd clear the debt

if you gave him that list of properties.

No one was supposed to get hurt.

Looks pretty empty.

Yeah, looks like it's under
renovation or something.

Half of LA is being renovated.

You're telling me.
I've lived here my whole life

and I don't recognize
the skyline anymore.

Looks like nobody's working today.

Hey, check it out.

Someone went in through the vent.

So, this guy Josh McCall...

uh, he's been in and out
of the system his entire life.

His greatest hits include

grand theft auto, battery, assault,

DUI and forgery.

- What's he doing now?
- LAPD RHD believes

that he's an associate
of a guy named Chito Aldana.

Aldana is suspected
of running an elite heist crew.

The same guys that were
suspected of hitting

the art gallery in Beverly Hills

and that bank off
of Wilshire Boulevard last year.

Yeah, I heard about those.
In and out. They're pros.

Yeah.

Well, if he's running with a heist crew,

it makes sense that he'd
tell them about the Sandhagens.

Send us McCall's address

and call in an emergency search warrant.

All right. Copy that.

What the hell's taking so long up there?

The minute they saw us coming,

they locked themselves in their
own vault with the diamonds.

Son of a bitch.

You should have planned for this.

I did, Chito.

That's why we grabbed the couple.

They built and designed this vault.

They can get us in.

You sure as hell better hope they do.

And they better do it fast.

Shoot, I got no cell service, do you?

Nothing.

They must be using
a local signal jammer.

Well, it seems like the Sandhagens
are on the floor above us.

We need to get to them
before they open that vault.

- Once that happens...
- They become dispensable.

We got to do this quickly and quietly.

Don't want to risk gunfire
giving up our positions.

So we might be outgunned,
we have no backup,

we don't know how many guys
we're up against

or where they are.

- What could possibly go wrong?
- Mm.

Clear.

Clear.

Ah, this dude McCall certainly
ain't gonna be saying

"Hey, AD, welcome to my house!"
anytime soon.

What are you talking about?

AD home tours. AD home tours.

Those words mean nothing to me.

And you telling me you don't watch

Architectural Digest Home Tours?

Yeah, I can think of
about a million things

I'd rather do with my time
than to sit around and watch...

Kendall Jenner tell you
how she styled her foyer

around a James Turrell?

I think not.

I think I miss Sam.

You definitely don't mean that.

It's hurtful, and I don't receive it.

Here we go.

Looks like our boy
McCall plays the lotto.

Wonder if you can
collect that from prison.

You don't really miss Sam, do you?

What do you got?

So, I couldn't reach Kensi and Fatima

even though their location
has full strength cell signals.

So you think that somebody's
using a cell jammer

to take their phones out.

Yeah, so I decided to go back
and figure out when was the last time

we had connection
to their phones, and watch this.

I went back and...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- What was that movement?
- Yeah, 17 minutes ago,

their location went from Thousand Oaks

to Van Nuys and Studio City,
all within five minutes.

It ain't just a cell blocker.

Somebody is using some sort of device

that actually throws the signal.

And it falsifies their location.

It's pretty glitchy.
It's not military strength.

Probably some cheap setup bought online.

I hate the Internet.

I want to know where
Agents Blye and Namazi are,

- right now.
- Yes, sir.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Red, where you at?

Go, go, go, go, go.

I got it, I got it.

They got the Sandhagens.

- And we got...
- Hey, Chito.

Red and Bobby are gone.

They're not at their posts.

Where the hell are they?
They get scared and run?

No, I don't think so, I found this.

It's Red's hat.

Someone's in here.
Someone took them out.

It's got to be guards
for the diamond brokers.

We must have just missed them.

What if they already called the cops?

Find these guys now.

Get that vault open!

I know you can hear me.
We're coming for you!

You won't leave this building alive.

What do we got, Rountree?

The lotto tickets you guys found

at McCall's place were
purchased at a gas station

right down the street
from one of the Sandhagens'

private sector projects.

Who were the clients?

A group of diamond brokers.

They hired them to design and build

a hidden inventory vault
and a safe room.

That's got to be it.

Yeah, I'm sending you the address now.

Kensi and Fatima en route?

We don't know where they are.

- I'm sorry, what?
- Wherever they are,

there's a signal thrower running.

If McCall is at that address,
there's a good chance

- that that's where Kensi - and Fatima are.
- Rountree,

find 'em.

I'm gonna drop a
bullet into one of your heads

if you don't get that vault open now.

We're working as fast as we can.

We have to go through
each lock manually.

It's gonna take as long as it takes.

- No!
- Maybe I just end you now

and we see if she can
get it done without you.

No.

He won't hurt the Sandhagens
until they open the vault.

Hey, Chito. I swept the first floor,

bathrooms, nothing.

- Maybe they are the cops.
- Shut up and man up.

All right, let's check this floor, then.

You, stay here with them.

Get that vault open!

You better hope to God
there's someone else here,

because if your guys ghosted us,

I'm gonna kill them both
before the day's over.

They're not like that.

- I found Red's hat, you know?
- Shut up about

the damn hat already.

All right, look.

I'm gonna go down to the first
floor and draw them to me.

That should give you a window
to take out the guard

and secure the Sandhagens.

- You good on your own?
- You know it.

Let's do this, sister.

First floor.

We're five minutes out.

Have we made contact yet?

No. Not-not yet.

Damn it.

What the hell?

Federal agent.

- Are you guys okay?
- Yeah.

- You're safe now.
- Thank you. We're good.

- All right.
- Thank you.

- Our kids?
- How are they?

They're safe. We have them.

- Oh, my God.
- Thank you.

Hey. You good?

When are you coming home, Mom?

We'll be there soon, sweetie.

Agent Castor bought us ice cream.

That's great, buddy.
Can't wait to see you.

- Love you.
- Love you.

I love you.

I love you, guys.

I don't know how we'll ever
be able to thank you.

It was our pleasure.

- LAPD will give you a ride home.
- Thank you.

Yeah.

- Whew. You guys did great.
- Thanks.

So, Mila was the one behind all of this?

Yep, getting crushed by debt,

didn't know what to do
and made herself a bad decision.

She almost orphaned two kids today.

- Yeah.
- Well, I think, all things considered,

it ended pretty well for the Sandhagens.

- And those diamond brokers.
- Hmm.

I could really use a cold drink.

- Ooh.
- Well, you know what,

there's an amazing Cuban
restaurant right around the corner.

Ooh, I could definitely eat.
I could eat.

- My treat. Let's go.
- Even better.

- Your treat?
- My treat.

Callen's paying.

I'm in.

You know what they call
a man who drinks alone?

Happy.

You mind?

Free country.

Least it is for now.

Why'd you no-show that meeting?

I didn't.

Walked in and saw the place.

Look, I appreciate what you
and the guys are trying to do

to find me work,

but I'd rather do a deep dive

with a weight belt and no tank

than to work in some cubicle
doing phone sales.

Scotch. Neat.

Yeah, that job

may not have been, uh...

When I was a junior officer,

I was a door kicker.

First one through every time.

- Every time.
- Then I moved to Intel,

where I protected and led
some of the toughest,

most well-trained men on the planet.

And you know what happened on Sunday?

I'm walking into the store.

Old lady runs ahead of me,
opens the door,

looks at me with those eyes.

Like I was less than.

I was a damn super hero, Hollace.

And now I got some old lady's pity.

Screw the private sector.

What?

You're a soldier.

You always have been,
you always will be.

We were wrong to try and find you a job

working for people who
don't understand who we are.

What are you saying?

I'm saying when you're ready
to put that drink down,

I will find you a job, soldier.

One befitting who you really are.

Hollace, I don't want no charity.

It's Admiral Kilbride.

And when you're ready to
stand up and start working

for the greatest country
this world has ever known,

you give me a call.

But don't expect me to hold
the damn door open for you.

Thank you.

You are welcome.

Oh, so...

how was the job interview today?

It was great.

The work they do is
very important and...

- Mm-hmm.
- ...they gave me a generous offer.

Uh, congratulations?
Wh-When do you start?

I didn't take their job.

I was sitting in that office

and I guess I just, I felt...

I was trained for a very
specific life since I was a kid.

That company that specializes
in parental kidnappings...

they reached out again.

I'd just need to get my
private investigator license.

But... is that what you want to do?

I don't know.

Today, when we were walking...

Mm-hmm.

...you thought you saw Pembrook.

Yeah.

You're going to find him, aren't you?

I would understand if you felt like

you had to track him down
to get some answers.

But?

So many things, impossible things,

had to go right for us
to be able to sit here,

like this, together, in this house.

That happens to be very close

to a great coffee shop, by the way.

Things are good now.

Maybe we deserve things
to be good for a moment.