All language subtitles for NCIS 20x01 - A Family Matter (English)

- Is that your former partner?
- Yep.

DNA matched the tissue

- Jimmy found on the body.
- Parker?

Deputy Director, are you accusing

one of my agents of murder?

Given Agent Parker's
history with the victim,

he should be on the list of suspects.

- Cute couple there.
- You don't think they're, uh...

- Nah.
- Definitely not, no.

The Raven went to
great lengths to poison half the city.

And now it appears he blames you

for stopping the attack.

Blames me for something.

Killing my ex-partner

and framing me for the murder.

The Department of Justice
said you agreed

to hand over Agent Parker.

An extra go bag with a change of clothes

in case the FBI has
your apartment staked out.

Everybody, this is my ex-wife Vivian.

You sure you want to do this?

This Raven came after me, too.

Whatever bigger plans he has,
I'm already a part of it.

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We're sure Parker's in there?

Both Parker and Kolchak, sir.

Dressed for stealth and sitting

in one of the booths on the left.

- Based on one anonymous tip?
- More than one.

We had multiple calls
reporting a male and female

matching our BOLO descriptions.

Amazing.

We spend two days scouring
the entire eastern seaboard,

only to find them slumming
in plain sight

at his local diner.

What do you call that, Agents? Huh?

Is Parker crazy? Ballsy? Stupid?

Or a genius.

Or a genius.

So, we going in?

This one's all mine.

You two cover the exits.

Of all the gin joints

in all the towns in all the world.

Hey, Sweeney.

Diner is a long way from Casablanca.

Yeah, and you'd make a terrible Bogart.

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What you've done here is called
aiding and abetting a fugitive.

Not to mention actively
interfering with an investigation.

All right, all right.
Tap the brakes, Sweeney.

Seriously, no one here is
aiding and abetting anyone.

If anything, you're interfering
with our investigation.

What are you talking about?

You just blew our cover, Sweeney.

We're here on a case of our own.

Well, at least we were.

So you sitting there has
nothing to do with Parker?

Our convergence here is just
an amazing coincidence.

Well, so much for Rule 39.

But since we are all here,
and you're mentioning Parker...

Can we at least talk about the fact

that we all know that he's being set up?

By whom, exactly? This Raven character?

Give me a break.

Look, I admit it's
a pretty lame nickname,

but whoever's behind it
did try to poison half of D.C.

Not to mention nearly killing
two of our own.

Which would make him far too busy

to waste time framing Parker.

But if Raven is framing Parker,

can't we just take a breath,

take some time to consider his motives?

Oh, is that what this is about?

Some shameless appeal to buy more time?

So where are they?

Leon. Tell me you're not part of
this little charade, too.

Don't insult me, Wayne.

Our tip line apparently just received

the same anonymous phone calls

about Parker and Kolchak that you did.

How the hell can that be?

The calls must've come
from a third party.

Like the Raven?

Which only proves that
we need more time.

Enough!

You take all the time you need, Agents.

You may be blinded by loyalty,

but as far as the FBI is concerned,

Parker's time is up.

So our tip line didn't
really get a call?

This is a very dangerous game
that you're playing,

and that's the last time
I'm going to bend the truth

to save your asses.

- Director, we can explain.
- Save it.

Now, I appreciate you wanting to
help Parker as much as I do,

but deliberately poking
the FBI hornet's nest

is no way to do it.

Well, it's crazy to think that Sweeney
might actually listen to reason.

Or that he would give us more time.

So what about Parker?

Do we in fact know
where he is right now?

No, sir, he's been
sticking to the game plan.

Not a word since he and Vivian drove off

with Kasie's list of accounting firms.

Trying to figure out who put his name

on the offshore account.

And you don't have any idea
how to reach him?

Uh, don't answer. I don't want to know.

But in case any one of you
do hear from him,

tell him to hurry.

So much for good intentions.

McGee.

I'm on it.

All right, thanks, McGee.

Well, that didn't sound good.

To put it mildly.

They tried to buy us
some time with Sweeney,

but they just ended up pissing him off.

You're a lucky man, Park.

Really? That's your takeaway?

Yeah. That's a credit to you,

endearing yourself to a new team

that's willing to stick their
necks out for you like this.

Well, that's not on me.
That's just them.

They're a special group.

And you are lucky to have them.

Okay, fine, I'm lucky.

Not to mention grateful
to have people around me

that I can trust.

Yeah.

Finally.

Please tell me we have a winner.

I wish I could.

But there is no link between this
bogus offshore account in your name

and a Prudhomme Financial Group.

I need a shower.

Well, look on the bright side.

That's two firms off of Kasie's list

that we've been able
to eliminate in two days.

With only nine firms to go.

We will get there.

What was that?

Oh, shoot, that's your laptop
reminding me

to update your firewall.

And I need you on that wall.

Save me some hot water, Colonel.

No promises.

I may need to soak my head for a while.

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What do we do when we hit a wall?

We go back to square one.

Well, we didn't hit a wall.

We kind of just scraped it.

Well, either way, let's put
yesterday's bad idea behind us

and start reviewing every little thing

we've got on Raven from the first day

he reared his ugly little head.

Well, not for nothing,
but Jimmy and I have been

- doing just that for the past two days.
- Just that?

Searching for anything
that we may have missed.

Mm-hmm. That's all you've been doing?

Yeah. I mean, I wish I could say

that we found something new, but...

- Really?
- Okay, guys?

I think that maybe we are too focused

on who the Raven is

instead of why he is
singling out Parker.

It can't just be about revenge.

I mean, he would have
killed Parker by now.

Instead of setting him up
just to destroy his good name.

That's the end result, isn't it?

Parker's reputation in the gutter.

Well, who would that help?

That's it. If we can figure out

who benefits from Parker's downfall...

It will lead us to finding
the big, ugly bird.

Now we just need to figure out
how to figure it out.

Oh, we'll figure it out.

Starting with Parker's FBI history?

Yeah.

So another new home for your pomato?

It wasn't exactly thriving
in the evidence tray.

And if you ask me,
poor Polly's still in shock

since you and Jess
smashed her first home.

Yeah, again, Kase,
it was such a freak thing.

I turned around really fast,

and then I didn't know that
Agent Knight was passing by...

You know, to be honest,
it's me who's in shock

and just keeping myself busy
to avoid thinking about

the Raven still being out there.

Yeah, I've been somewhat
of a quiet mess myself lately.

In my case, not so quiet.

You know, just the slightest
ping or beep in here

brings back all kinds of bad
memories of the lockdown.

Okay, we can't rehash
that day too much, all right?

It's not quite PTSD, but still.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

- What-what is it?
- What...

- Kasie, change your ringtone.
- Yeah, no,

I-I have been meaning to.

No caller ID. What if it's him?

- What if it's who?
- The Raven.

It's not the Raven.

Kase, just calm down.

I'm sure it is just... Hello?

- Jimmy?
- Yes.

I thought I called Kasie.

Oh, yes, you did, you did.

Uh, hold on. Yeah.

She's right here.

Listen, I don't have much time.

I'm gonna have to trust you both

not to tell the team.

Uh, not to tell them what?

I just sent you a phone number, Kasie,

and I need you to trace it
for me and fast.

- Where'd you get the number?
- From someone's burner phone.

Someone?

Don't worry about that, just
find me who they're texting.

Sure, but, uh, isn't tracing numbers

more a McGee kind of thing?

It is, but I'm not quite ready for McGee

or anybody else upstairs to know
what I'm thinking just yet.

And what are you thinking?

Well, let's just hope I'm wrong.

Text me when you have a name.
I gotta go.

Hey, who was that?

Just checking in with the team.

Hey, I wouldn't mind
grabbing some breakfast,

uh, before we get on the road.

Hey, how about that great omelet joint

we went to on our honeymoon?

Actually, I know another place that has

the best pancakes on earth.
What do you say?

Well, who can say no to that?

Call me crazy, but I may have
found someone who is benefitting

from the warrant for Parker's arrest.

Put him up.

Steven Mucha, 47, drug smuggler

serving 20 years, thanks to Parker.

But his lawyer just filed an appeal

based on Parker's
brand-new fugitive status.

Well, that didn't take long.

And he is not alone.

Milton Elassar, 39, human trafficker

that Parker put away six years ago.

Attorney is petitioning for a retrial.

So with Parker's reputation
suddenly in question,

every crook on his hit parade
is gonna try to use this

to get out of prison.

It's like a slow-motion jailbreak.

More like opening the flood gates.

Talk about bad timing.

Tennant text you, too?

No, this is Ernie.

They're arriving from Hawaii today

to talk with Vance and SECNAV.

Yeah, Tennant wants to have
lunch when they get in town.

Well, not to be antisocial, but I mean,

you said it yourself,
this is bad timing.

Yeah, we'll explain. No big deal.

Well, actually, it is a big deal.

I mean, we don't want to
explain too much about Parker.

So keep everything
about Parker in-house?

Family matter. Got it.

Yeah.

Any luck with Parker's mystery number?

Almost. Just waiting for our
database to put a name to it.

Hey, what about the someone
who owns the burn phone?

The someone Parker
didn't want to talk about?

I'm digging up the credit card
that paid for it.

Is that wrong?

Can't be any harm in looking, right?

Yeah.

"V. Kolchak"?

- Is that Vivian?
- Parker's ex?

But she's been with him the whole time.

Why not just ask her
who she's been texting?

Unless, of course,
she's been compromised?

Pancakes no good?

No. No, they're great. I'm just, uh...

I should have gone for the blueberry.

You used to love blueberry.

I used to love a lot of things.

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Could have been worse.

What could have? What's wrong?

What's wrong, Viv, is I know.

You know what? What are you talking...

You didn't think I would find
your burner phone text messages

behind my back?

I guess if you were gonna sell me out,

at least it wasn't to the Raven.

The Raven. You thought I would
sell you out to the Raven?

Don't start. Don't...

Ooh! Oh, my God.

Park, don't!

Ow. Napkins?

Fornell?

Yeah, he's here to help us.

At least I was.

Seriously, Park, the Raven.

How could you think that
I would betray you like that?

How could I not? Texting Sweeney's

not a whole lot better.

Some might say worse.

Tobias, please!

Okay, Park, yeah,
Sweeney backchanneled me,

somehow thinking that he could
leverage me into cooperating.

What the hell did I do to this guy

in a previous life?

First he bugs my place,

now he's trying to
turn my ex against me.

In my experience,

- that last part is pretty easy.
- Tobias.

But since Sweeney thought so little

of my personal integrity,

I took it as an opportunity
to string him along.

Keep our enemies closer.

Yeah, well, he's not close now.

At least according to his last text.

So you traced my phone instead
of just asking me, Park.

I'm asking now. Where's Sweeney?

At the Perryville Diner in Perryville,

two towns over.

Where he thinks that
I will be delivering you.

Son of a bitch!

Waiting patiently, as you can see.

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This is the Clayton Avenue Caf�
in Port Deposit,

where I arranged a meeting with Fornell

on a separate call.

And I am so glad you did.

You should have told me, Viv.

I had my reasons.

Yeah. Well, then...

I don't know what to say.

Say it's all gonna be worth it.

As long as I can help clear your name

and piss off Sweeney at the same time.

Oh, come on.

That empty suit screwed me over, too.

- You recall?
- Yeah, I do, Tobias.

I appreciate that, but how
are you gonna help, exactly?

Got a friend in Delaware.

He practically wrote the book
on offshore accounts.

If Sammy can't find who's framing you,

nobody can.

Well, in that case,

I suggest that we get to Delaware
as soon as possible.

Look, Viv...

Just pay the check.
I'll see you at the car.

You got to learn to trust, my friend.

Leave the tip.

Take the pancakes.

What the... What?

What the what what?

This text from Jimmy.

"FYI, Vivian's totally not

betraying Parker. I'll explain later."

Yeah, that does beg a lot of questions.

Like, who even said she was?

Oh, here's another Parker convict

who's filing an appeal.

Herman Maxwell,

48, criminal hacking and computer fraud.

We're up to five now.

We should be talking to these guys.

Yeah, agreed. Let's divvy them up.

Hey, guys.

Special Agent Tennant. Ernie.

- Oh, hey.
- Lucky us,

you're still here.

Hawaii's in the building!

Hey.

Agent Torres, it is always a pleasure.

When you said you guys were super busy,

I was worried we might miss you.

Ernie Malik, Special Agent Tennant,

I'm not sure if you know or...

A very Special Agent Tim McGee.

I can't believe
we've never crossed paths.

Oh, believe it. She's been
trying to avoid you for years.

Mm, no, it's you
I've been trying to avoid,

but I can't seem to shake you.

Listen, we'd love to stay,
we just wanted to say hi.

We have all-day meetings
with Vance and SECNAV.

It's final plans before RIMPAC.

What is RIMPAC?

It's a giant logistical nightmare.

It's a global military exercise,

hosted by our Navy every two
years in the Rim of the Pacific.

And every two years,
it's our team's job to provide

Force Protection Assistance.

Well, as fun as that sounds,
and we would love to help you,

but our dance card
is pretty full right now.

Oh, right. Any word from Parker?

So much for keeping it in the family.

Well, we didn't say anything.

You didn't have to. Word travels.

And since we are extended family,

we are happy to help Parker
in any way that we can.

We really appreciate it, you guys,

but, uh, it's probably best
if you just stick to RIMPAC.

Yeah, no need to, uh,
bring you into our mess.

And what mess would that be,
Agent Torres?

Uh, no mess in particular, Director.

Good. Well, when playtime is
over, Agent Tennant, Mr. Malik,

SECNAV will be joining us

in MTAC in about three minutes.

On our way, Director.

Well, look, the offer stands.

Good luck.

Thanks.

Hmm. Okay, bye.

I really appreciate this, Sammy.

Well, you got me out of enough jams

over the years, Toby.

It's about time you let me
return the favor.

You have to know

that I couldn't really imagine
you siding with the Raven.

I got it, Park. Apology accepted.
You didn't know what to think.

And I still don't.

Like, why didn't you
tell me about Sweeney?

Okay, if you had beat the crap
out of Sweeney like you did

to poor old Fornell over there,
what would that do,

besides end you up in prison
for the rest of your life?

So you still think I'm that guy?

I don't think. I know, I saw.

What I did to Fornell was a reflex.

No, that was a replay

of the overprotective
jerk that I once married.

Are you the same person
you were back then?

No, I like to think not,

but old habits die hard, Park,

and I did not tell you because,

back in the day,
if there was even a hint

of betrayal from anyone,
and that would set you off.

So, please, you know how
I feel about you, and how

I will always feel about you.
So, can we please

- just...
- Hey, guys,

we got something.

You ever been to Russia, Agent Parker?

Russia? No. Why?

Your former partner's offshore account,

which is now being used to frame you,

was originally created
out of a bank in Moscow.

Moscow? You're sure?

What'd I tell you?

Sammy's the best.

Yeah, come to think of it,
the, uh, the biotoxin

that the Raven tried to unleash

on D.C. had Russian writing
on all the containers.

Well, this account has Russian
written all over it, too.

You still got it, Sammy.

Oh, stop, Toby,

you're embarrassing me.

Thank you.

Just heard from Torres,

headed back from
Martinsville Penitentiary.

His interview with Elassar

went a lot like mine with Mucha.

Which I bet sounded a lot like
the last two interviews I had.

Lawyers got word
of Parker's fugitive status

and immediately filed for appeals.

Hmm. Could that be all the Raven wants?

Set up Parker so that
these cons get new trials?

There are a few already filing
for emergency release.

Like our next interview.

Herman Maxwell, convicted hacker.

Inmate H. Maxwell,

report to the visitors' center.

Uh, look, understand, I have

no animosity for anyone at the FBI.

I hate to admit it,
I got a little careless, and

Agent Parker

took me down fair and square.

And when your lawyer informed
you of Parker's legal troubles?

Well...

all's fair in love and the legal system,

so whatever gets me out.

Well, you'd still be under house arrest,

wearing an ankle monitor.

Hey, I'll wear a bikini

if it means getting a shower to myself.

All this, uh, communal living
is, uh, not for me.

One last question: does the word "Raven"

mean anything to you?

Or "The Unkindness"?

Why are you asking me that?

Well, we're asking all potential

release candidates the same question.

And none so far have reacted

quite the way that you're reacting now.

- Like you've heard the name before.
- No.

No. No, I never.

I just, um...

No.

Okay.

But it was, uh... it was years ago.

About 2013.

Before Parker came along,

I worked for a Russian oligarch.

Uh, he's really more of a gangster.

Called himself "Voron."

- Voron?
- Which is Russian for...

Raven.

What kind of work?

He had me hacking into some bio labs.

Um... It was a very lucrative gig.

And Voron, he wasn't
in it for the money.

I mean, he... he just got off
on creating chaos, you know?

What kind of chaos?

Mass panic.

Guy was super into poisons,

toxins, nerve gases...

This guy have a real name?

I didn't know it then,
and I still don't want to.

I may be paranoid, but I think

he's been trying to get to me in here.

Yeah, like, a few times.

And why would he do that?

Because I am the man who knows too much.

Then why is he targeting Parker?

Wait-wait a minute.
Is that why you guys are here?

Is Voron the one

setting Parker up?

And what if he is?

If he is, then he is just
trying to get to me.

You don't understand.

All Voron wants is a shot at me.

But if that's true, we'd protect you.

You can't protect me.

He is worse than you can imagine.

If you guys let me out of here,
it is gonna get ugly fast.

All right, no, no. Uh, I'm sorry.

Uh, uh, I want to call my lawyer!

Take me back! Hell, put me in solitary.

There is no way that I'm leaving here.

So, this Maxwell, he's our guy.

He's the guy Raven might be after.

Or "Voron," as he called him.

Either name in our database?

No Ravens yet, but I've got
at least six Vorons.

Yeah, make that seven.

Who knew that "Voron"
was such a popular nickname

amongst Russian gangsters.

Yeah, and finding out
which one Maxwell worked for,

that's gonna take some time.

Why don't you send me
some of those names?

I mean, Kasie and I need
something to do on this case.

Oh, you read my mind, Jimmy.

I'm getting good at that.

Sure glad you can't read mine.

Um, check your email.

Yeah. We'll find him in no time.

So that's it?

- No more wisecracks?
- Huh?

About what?

About me and Jimmy.

I mean, you can bust my chops,
but you don't bust his?

Oh, no, never in front of you.

It's, like, bro code.

You know, you never tease your buddy

about their "special friend."

Uh, especially when they're in the room.

Okay, one, bro code? And two,

Jimmy and I are not special,
we are just...

friends.

Okay, no, so you and I, friends.

You and Jimmy,

something else.

Okay, well, whatever Jimmy and I are,

no one here's ever
gonna find out about it,

and I'd really love
for you to keep it that way.

You got it. And I'm sorry.

Just got a little protective.

I don't need protecting.

Oh, I wasn't talking about you.

Is that Herman Maxwell?

Well, there's a blast from the past.

- Huh.
- You know Maxwell?

Ernie never forgets a face,

or a dessert, or a Neil Diamond song.

It's been a few years, but

back in my old NSA days,
I put together the dossier

that helped the FBI put Maxwell away.

Well, did a Russian gangster named Voron

pop up in your dossier?

Which one?

If I recall, there's a
whole bunch of Vorons out there.

I mean, again,

if there's any help we can offer

before our flight tomorrow...

Well, pending on how
McGee and Parker do,

- we may need it.
- Why, where are they?

Well, Parker was in Delaware

with former FBI Agents
Fornell and Kolchak.

But Dr. Parker

is meeting McGee in the prison.

Dr. Parker?

Back so soon, Agent McGee?

And...?

This is Dr. Parker.

Judge wants a psych eval
before she'll even consider

- releasing Maxwell.
- Oh, this late?

Well, the mysteries of the human psyche

are what keep me on 24-hour call.

Well, good luck. According to Maxwell,

he's not going anywhere.

I'm surprised he's even seeing you.

Remind me to thank Grace

for making me "Doctor for a Day."

She was happy to help.

You're more popular than you think.

Hey. Hey, was I not clear?

I don't need any psych eval

because I am not leaving.

That's fine with us, Maxwell.

Parker?

Okay, uh, I didn't
recognize you... the beard.

Aren't you in trouble?

That's what they tell me.

So, I could turn you in right now.

Not while he's in my custody.

So, let's talk about your buddy Voron.

Voron. He's nobody's buddy.

What is this? Is this-this
some kind of test?

Does he know you're here?
Did he send you?

Maxwell, calm down.

We're still the good guys here, okay?

But why would he want you dead?

Who said dead?
I never said he'd kill me.

What I'm scared of
is way worse than that.

What could be worse than that?

He could put me back to work.

- Doing what?
- Nothing good.

I don't even want to think about it.

So, if, uh, Raven
really wants Maxwell...

You know what that makes him?

I'm thinking live bait.

That's exactly what I'm thinking.

Well, I hate to tell you, Maxwell,

but your appeal's
already been approved, so

you're gonna be released
whether you want to go or not.

What? No, no, no, no. No, that's crazy.

Well, it's like you said earlier,

"All's fair in love
and the legal system."

No. I-I'd still be under
house arrest, right?

A-And an ankle monitor?

You guys would still have to protect me.

I hear somebody's Raven hunting.

Hey, Ernie Malik.

- Hey. Hi.
- Hi.

Jimmy, and Kasie, in the flesh.

- And in person, finally.
- Yeah.

Oh, you know, somehow
I thought you'd be taller.

What? I'm five-ten and a half.

I hear you're in town
prepping for RIMPAC.

Uh, yeah, last-minute meetings,
but it can't stop me

from saying hi and helping you
with your search.

Jess tells me you guys got

seven Voron-slash-Raven candidates.

Oh, you know about Voron?

And you're still calling her Jess.

Oh, yeah, protocol, right.
Agent Knight, of course.

And, yes, Kasie, I know of
many more Vorons in my NSA days.

Hey, and-and since you, uh,

since you mentioned Agent Knight...

Well, actually,
you mentioned her, but it's...

Well, I also mentioned protocol,
but embarrassing or not,

uh, I have to ask,

what exactly is her... sitch?

As in her... situation?

Yeah, I mean, I assume a woman
with her impeccable qualities

can't possibly be unattached,
but, uh, is she?

I believe...

she is available.

Yes!

That's great!

Yeah, that is, other than... Rocco.

- Rocco?
- Rocco?

Yeah, she doesn't talk
about him much, you know,

especially at work, but, um,

I met him once, and,
let me tell you, he is...

one fantastic dude.

Is he?

Fantastic?

Yeah, he's cool, he's kind,

uh, he's very funny,
but in a corny sort of way.

Super smart, yeah, quite

handsome, but accessibly so.

Um, I would say he's

an all-around great guy.

And I think I just realized

how my pomato plant really broke.

It was still an accident, Kasie.

Oh, look at that,

- we got a hit already.
- Ooh, to be continued.

A-a hit on what exactly?

We ran a deep-dive cross-reference

with, uh, the seven Vorons
in our database

against several keywords like
poison, biotoxins, hacking...

And we got Dimitri Lopuchin.

Uh, uh, doesn't ring a bell.

It says he's an "at-large
member of the Vory V Zaconia

crime family."

That rings a bell. Very bad guys.

"Current whereabouts, unknown."

You know, if I can connect

with my old NSA contacts from here,

I might know a way to find him.

Oh, by all means, go ahead. Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah...

Rocco?

I...

Hey, yo.

So, uh,

you sure you can't stay
another day or two?

Well, sure.

Just got to tell
38 warships, four submarines,

200 aircraft,
and all of their crew members

to hold off on their little exercise

until after we are done having brunch.

Hey, I do know a great brunch place.

I'm sure you do.

Look, you guys more than
have your hands full.

Well, we're only doing
for Parker what he'd do for us.

And what we'd do for each other.

In a heartbeat.

So...

any chance of you coming our way soon?

You know, I...

I thought about it.

I never did get to hike that volcano.

Well, I do know one
with a great brunch place.

Hey.

Hate to break this up, but McGee called.

Hey, how did you know
we were back there?

Women know things.

And you weren't exactly whispering.

Anyway, uh, McGee pulled some strings

to speed up Maxwell's release.

But I thought that

Maxwell changed his mind
about getting out.

Well, McGee and Parker changed it back,

and they want us all to move him

to a safe house tomorrow morning.

Moving a prisoner
that the Raven's watching?

He'll be all over us.

Well, apparently, that's the plan:

use Maxwell to get
the Raven's attention.

Force him out of the shadows.

I like it.

Yeah, there's just one minor detail.

Isn't Parker still a wanted man?

Oh, bona fide fugitive, yes,

so that only gives us all one night

to organize a very low-key game plan.

Okay, you've now said "us all" twice,

so I am taking that to mean...

Extended family.

All right, next time, let's do
this after I had my coffee.

Makes no difference to me.
My body's on Hawaii time.

That reminds me, I need a vacation.

Come on, you mean to say
you don't miss this?

Man, look at this all-star team.

Thank you for not saying
"Old Timers Day."

Hey, uh, Parker,

good to see you again.

Good to be seen.

Agent Tennant, nice of you to join us.

Wouldn't miss it for the world.

And, uh, really,

thanks,

to, uh, to all of you.

Hey, how far away

is this safe house again?

About 15 miles.

Just breathe, Maxwell. You'll be fine.

All right, let's, uh,
review one more time.

All comms are set to channel four.

Ready, channel four.
Satellite link is a go.

Public frequency anyone can hear.

Including your Raven, hopefully.

If we get his attention between
here and the safe house...

We'll be ready for him.

Does Maxwell know that he's the bait?

He's nervous enough without knowing,

so, uh...

Speaking of which...

Uh, whoa, whoa, you know these people?

They're with us.

You're in good hands.

Your chariot awaits, Maxwell.

I'm gonna sit in back?

You'd prefer to ride shotgun?

Yeah.

Could I?

No. Come on.

Maxwell is secure.

All teams confirm comms.

Comms check, car one.

Comm check, car two.

Comms check, car three.

Caravan on the move.

Is everyone clear on our route
to the safe house?

We're two miles from
a right turn on Eastchester.

Road is clear.

Car three has visuals
on cars one and two.

Teams, make a right turn on Eastchester.

All cars turning on Eastchester.

What was that?

- Oh, shh, shh. Relax.
- What was that? What was that?

Relax, Kase. It's just...

Victoria texting me good morning.

She stayed at her friend's
house last night.

Yeah. We slept here.

Yeah, we all passed out
around 2:00 a.m., waiting on

Ernie's contact at the NSA
to come through.

Unfortunately...

What the hell?!

I knew they'd come through!

NSA must have the location
of our Russian gangster!

Aka the Raven!

Left turn ahead on 12th Street.

Left on 12th. Copy.

- Sorry we ever doubted you.
- I never doubted him.

Neither did I. I was just saying that...

Oh, no,
you just must be thinking of Rocco.

Lucky man, that Rocco.

Okay, can we just focus
on Dimitri, uh...

What's his name again?

Lopuchin. Here he is.

Alias, Voron. Yada yada.

Former KGB operative.

Russian mob captain.

Okay, and what about
his current whereabouts?

Oh, no.

What, no location?

No nothing.

He's dead.

Dead?

Says here that he was killed

by a rival Chechnyan gangster in 2012.

That's over a year before
Maxwell said he worked for him.

Uh, he could have had the dates wrong?

If this is the
gangster we're looking for

and he's actually dead...

No, NSA seems sure of both things.

Okay, then who was
Maxwell talking about?

S-Something stinks really bad.

We need to contact our team.

- Okay, I got Parker.
- I got Knight.

I got Tennant.

Call failed.

Mine, too.

What? Of all three phones?

That's weird. Keep trying.

Hey, are we almost there?

I got to pee.

Told you to go before we left.

Hold it. There's
channel four interference

originating from the next intersection.

And he's emitting
some kind of signal jammer.

You should...

Oh, hell.

What the hell?

Someone's jamming the signal.

There you go. Nine o'clock.

They took the bait. Here we go.

- Get us back online.
- We're trying, Director.

Let's go. Fix it.

- Fix it, damn it! Get us back online!
- Yes, sir.

All right. Hang on.

Black SUV.

Is he gonna hit us?

FBI!

Sweeney? You kidding me?

Hey, what's going on?

Do not leave this car.

Wh-Where the hell am I gonna go?!

Sweeney!

Got you now, Parker!

You can arrest me later!

We're transporting a prisoner.
He's in the car!

Stop where you are! Hands!

This is a really bad time!

Not leaving without you, Parker.

You good?

Come on. Come on.

Who the hell are these guys?!

- Cover me.
- Okay.

Get out of the car!

Move! Come on!

Viv!

Parker!

He's got Maxwell!

Get him out of here!

- Okay. All right. Okay.
- I got you. I'm-I'm hit, I'm hit.

I got you, I got you. It's okay.

Somebody call an ambulance.

Hang in there. I got you.

It's okay.

Hey, the moment they land,
we will, of course.

Director.

Yeah, I understand.

Hey. Hey. How is she?

She's still in surgery.

But, uh, doctors seem positive though.

Thank God for that.

All right, what do you guys know?

- Don't even worry about it.
- Don't worry about it? You kidding me?

- It's okay, Alden.
- No.

No, it's not okay. Just talk to me.

- Come on.
- Prints confirm

that the shooters we took down
were part of the Unkindness.

Devotees of the Raven.

They somehow managed to jam our comms

just before taking Maxwell.

They didn't take Maxwell.

What do you mean?

He's the one who hacked the comm grid.

But we had him in custody.

I knew it the minute he smiled at me.

Knew what?

Maxwell is the Raven.

He's been orchestrating this,
the long con,

from his jail cell.

How?

Think about it, McGee.

Prison Internet, burner phones.

It would take a lot of work
and a very long time to do that.

Which he had plenty of.

All to bust himself out of prison

and then get even with me as a bonus.

Okay. Couple of things.

In light of today's events,
the FBI has agreed

to suspend all charges,
pending further investigation.

Whatever.

Our team find Maxwell?

They found his broken ankle monitor

inside a shot-up delivery van

near an abandoned airfield in Maryland.

- Private jet?
- Right.

Took off soon after the shooting.

Turned off its transponders.

Promptly disappeared from radar.

FAA has its destination as Hawaii,

but, at this point, we don't
know what's real and what's not.

No, Hawaii is not an easy place to hide.

Maybe he's not hiding.

What then?

Another target?

Like RIMPAC.

I'm gonna call Knight and Torres.

Already boarding a C-130

with Agent Tennent
and Mr. Malik as we speak.

Parker, I can hold that flight
if you want to join them.

No. No, thanks. I'm staying with Viv.

- Yo, McGee.
- Torres, hey, you on your way?

Nick, it's Parker.

You got Knight with you?

- Yeah.
- Good. Put me on speaker.

All right, you got both of us.

Is Vivian okay?

She will be. But I need you both

- to promise me something.
- Name it.

Go take down that son of a bitch!