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(grunting)

(shouts)

(grunting)

Aah!

* *

I'm afraid you're wasting your time, Special Agent Tennant.

I asked HQ if you could take him for questioning.

They said no, they had to get on a plane

back to the mainland ASAP.

Laird Harriman is responsible

for the death of an NCSI undercover agent.

Look, I wish I could help, but... The body was never found.

Look, if you just let me talk to Harriman,

I know I can get him to give me something.

The agent's family deserves to know what happened.

What was your guy's name?

Craig Anton.

He'd been on the job for only two years.

I met him at JCITA.

He used to call me once a month to ask advice about...

whatever he didn't quite understand yet.

We all need someone like you when we start out.

(engine starting)

The helicopter to O'ahu takes an hour.

Why don't you ride with us?

Thank you, Agent Crichton.

All right, I'm going to pick Tennant up at Barbers Point.

Yeah? She take a helo joyride up the coast?

No, she went to Maui to interrogate a suspect.

And according to her text,

she's doing it as they transport him back to O'ahu.

Who is it? I don't know.

Laird Harriman.

What is: name of the villain

in the new streaming series you're watching?

No, it's the name of the person Tennant's interrogating.

That ring a bell to you?

Nope. She thinks he murdered

an undercover NCIS agent from the Northwest Field Office.

Case is unsolved. I helped her pull the files together.

She ever work in that office? Not that I know of.

Then what's her connection to the case?

I don't know.

She mentioned a couple of times

that the agent's body was never found.

Ah. "Ah" what?

Tennant's the mariny-est "never-been-a-marine"

I've ever met.

(laughs) True.

You have no idea what he's talking about.

None.

"No man left behind."

Tennant must have a connection to the agent in Seattle.

He's missing, the body needs to be found and brought home.

Well, if this prisoner knows, she'll find out.

No one's better at getting you to spill secrets

than Jane Tennant.

I had planned to take my Lacy Zimmerman story to the grave.

Bye, guys.

We know you were meeting with Agent Anton.

He tell you that?

It was in his notes that he left on his desk.

Look, if you didn't

have anything to do with

his disappearance, then just tell me

what you do know about it.

Nothing. But you met with him.

Where was he headed next?

I didn't say I met with him.

But we both know you did.

Look, agents keep notes for a reason.

To document the facts of their cases.

They're only facts if you can prove them.

Okay. Look, I understand why you think

you're in the driver's seat.

You've been suspected of a lot and convicted of nothing.

Maybe because I'm innocent.

Isn't that how the legal system works?

This is different.

You've actually been arrested this time.

How many federal charges

is Mr. Harriman facing, Agent Crichton?

Six, ma'am.

Six.

If you're convicted of all of them,

that's 50, 60 years.

If you're only convicted of one, that's ten years.

So, best case, you're looking at hard five years.

Or I walk.

I've seen your case file.

You can't afford a lawyer good enough

to get you off clean.

Let me help you make a deal.

In exchange for your cooperation w...

Let me...

Go in the med bag and empty out

the saline syringe. What's happening?

When we put him in holding before the transfer,

he said he was diabetic.

I've never seen a diabetic seize like this.

It's not my job to diagnose him.

Hand me your orange juice.

It's not working.

Let's turn him on his back.

Don't do that! Don't do that!

Prisoner's loose!

What?

Gun? No!

(grunting)

(alarm blaring)

Must have gotten my times wrong.

You mind checking their ETA? Mm-hmm.

TENNANT: Crichton!

Buckle up, buckle up!

(indistinct chatter)

Okay, Janie, this will only hurt a medium amount.

Maybe a medium-to-large amount.

Are you sure it won't hurt just a little?

Well, we won't know until we do it.

You ready?

(exhales sharply)

Medium. Medium.

How'd you hurt yourself?

I jumped off the moving van

and I fell.

What were you doing on the moving van?

Looking for Mommy's stuff.

Mommy's not coming stateside with us.

You know that.

Well, how do we know?

She told me.

But she didn't come say goodbye.

How can we be sure?

I'm sure, Janie.

We both know

that your mom has a hard time

finding the right words to describe what she's feeling.

And I think that...

...that she doesn't want to use the wrong ones.

Which is why she asked me to talk to you.

When do you think she'll find the right words?

I don't know.

I wouldn't have left her.

I know you wouldn't have.

But not everyone's like you.

Come here.

(fire crackling)

(coughs)

Agent Crichton.

Agent Crichton, we got to get out of here.

Go help the copilot.

Sir.

We have to go. (groaning)

Let's go.

Get him to the trees.

I got you.

All right.

All right, stay here. Be right back.

You got a cell phone? Yeah.

Okay, put pressure.

There's... there's no service.

Okay, walk around, see if you can get some bars.

Tell them that our helicopter crashed,

one U.S. marshal's dead,

Harriman escaped

and that he is definitely armed. No,

he-he dropped that gun.

I saw it under one of the seats.

Yeah, well, he got another one. How do you know?

ERNIE: Till about five minutes ago,

the transponder was sending out a steady signal

southeast to southwest over Moloka'i

at about 140 miles per hour.

For a minute before the signal disappeared,

it was basically stationary.

They crashed.

It's a logical conclusion.

Hey. I called Whistler.

She's requisitioned one of the FBI's helicopters,

so I'm gonna meet her, we'll head to the site.

Marshals are also dispatching a team.

Swing by and pick me up. KAI: No, we need you

to come back to the office and be the boss.

While we look for the boss.

If it's a crash, then there's no reason to...

ERNIE: We don't actually know what happened, Jesse.

Maybe a crash. Maybe a forced landing,

a hijacking, a short stop for lunch.

Yeah, well, it's definitely not the last one.

But I get your point.

I'll come back to Pearl.

Kai, call me when you have eyes.

Ernie, go to the war room, set us up a command center

and coordinate with the joint base emergency manager.

On it, boss junior.

And Ernie--

have them dispatch an extra medical transport.

It was a prisoner transfer.

There's at least five people onboard.

One bus might not be enough.

TENNANT: All right, well, we're late arriving,

so people are already looking for us.

When they get here, tell them the pilot

is in and out of consciousness

and that he has a gunshot wound in his right thigh.

Where you going?

After Harriman.

I'm coming with you. There's no need for that.

He's my prisoner. True, but if I didn't

press him about that murder, he might have been content

seeing what a good lawyer can get him.

So there's an argument to be had that I got you into this mess.

Still.

Okay.

When the rescuers get here,

tell them about your friend's condition.

I have to go find him.

I doubt that he will circle back around to the helicopter,

but if he does, you know what to do, right?

Yeah.

Okay.

Hey. Nice job getting us down safely.

Um, pretty sure we crashed.

Yeah, well, sometimes, kindness

is more effective than honesty.

According to the marshals, the pilots are experienced.

The helicopter itself had no previous mechanical issues.

KAI: Okay.

Well, we're about 15 minutes from the site.

We'll know more then.

Special Agent Curtis called ahead

to Queen's Medical. The trauma unit is on alert.

All right. Thanks, Whistler.

I'll make sure anyone who...

you know, needs to be transported is sent there.

Okay, I'll wait for your call.

So, equipment in good working order,

fair weather-- you're not thinking this was an accident?

Prisoner transfer.

One important enough for Tennant to be a part of.

I guess I didn't want to assume anything.

Is there something I can help you with?

I heard Tennant was in trouble.

Thought maybe there was something I could do.

No bodies yet, Commander Chase.

That's not what I meant.

Tennant had me make some calls,

see if that missing agent's body had been misidentified

by any medical examiners.

I read this case file.

That prisoner is not someone who will go to jail easily.

Tell me what you know.

What's Harriman's plan, anyway?

Other than not going to prison?

Don't think he really thought it through.

Does he really think he'll escape?

He crashed a helicopter.

He's motivated, if nothing else.

Which means he will be extremely dangerous.

(gasping)

Thanks, Agent Tennant.

That was really close.

(gunshots)

(exclaiming)

(grunting)

(shouts, grunts)

(grunts)

(moaning)

(groaning)

Okay.

How you doing?

I don't know. I hurt everywhere.

Shh.

(grunts) Aah!

(groaning)

The copilot says the prisoner caused the crash

and that Tennant and a marshal named Sam Crichton

headed off after him.

How long ago?

KAI: 30, 40 minutes.

JESSE: What direction from the crash?

East.

A combination of trees and open fields.

No houses or roads for at least six miles. All right,

Kai, you and Whistler go off on their presumed route.

Just a random walk through choice space?

How did you do on combat hunter training, Kai?

Number one in my class of 200.

So, not so random.

I'll send a couple of helicopters

in that specific search area as well. (door opens)

Hey. I heard about Tennant. KAI: Not sure why,

but... I do feel a lot better now that Boom-Boom's there.

BOOM-BOOM: Thanks, Holman.

KAI: All right, we'll let you know

when we find anything.

What can I do?

Uh, well, other than offer

moral support to Kai, I'm not sure that

there's much to do here at Pearl.

ERNIE: I disagree.

Knowing more about Harriman can only help.

It might give us a sense of what he's gonna do next

or maybe even help us find him before he can...

Boom-Boom, I'm giving you access to my office and computers.

The Harriman files are in a folder labeled "Harriman Files."

I keep my snacks in the bottom drawer

of the cabinet labeled "Top Secret."

Okay, well, I like to spread out when I work.

Well, feel free.

And you take up a lot of space.

(chuckles) I won't be there.

I'm going to Tennant's house.

Oh. I think you should focus on

any other crimes Harriman was involved in,

so we can see any predictive patterns.

Got it.

Ernie.

Why Tennant's house?

Are you thinking about talking to the kids?

It's too soon.

Well, to tell Julie. But she's on a school trip.

Alex is the only one home.

He's old enough to know what's going on.

And he might even know something helpful.

You know, he's a little nosy.

Dude, really? How can you eat during a time like this?

Can't think straight if your blood sugar drops.

There's tuna salad in the fridge.

He's weird, but he's right.

(door closes)

All right, so I have this extra gauze in my pocket

from taking care of the pilot.

but don't give me any extra points.

I do not have "another gunshot" on my bingo card.

(weak chuckle)

(groans) Should we move further away

from that hole to the surface?

By my count,

he's fired six rounds.

So is your Glock a 22 or a 27?

27.

He's got four left.

He's gonna need to save those for the people chasing him.

We're gonna put this in here.

I need you to put pressure here.

Aah...

All right, where else you hurt?

I'm fine.

You are not fine.

I fell from that same distance and I hurt like hell.

You need to get yourself out of here.

I need to get us both out of here.

Those glasses make you look like the old lady

in the ad for the fizzy tablets.

Your grandmother give them to you?

Okay, that

does not help. Now we can actually see your face.

Shut up, Howie.

You shut up, Jane.

You're only picking on Dottie

because of your own insecurities.

I'm telling you to back off.

Or what? You're gonna hit me?

I can't hit you. You're a girl.

That's not why you won't hit me. You're afraid.

I'm not getting in trouble for fighting with

someone as stupid as you.

TENNANT: Okay. I understand.

(chanting): Fight! Fight! Fight! Leave her alone.

Fight! Fight! Fight! What's going on?

What's going on?

She started it.

Well, he was picking on Dottie.

Tell the principal when we get to school,

see if he cares.

Well, somebody had to do something.

Not on my bus.

I'm getting a strong David Copperfield vibe over here.

Traveling by helicopter, you have to be resourceful.

Never know when the weather's gonna force you down.

Weather. Crazy prisoner.

Effects seem the same.

Should we be shouting or something?

They have to know that we're down at this point.

Definitely.

But there's no telling where they're searching

and I don't want you wasting energy shouting.

So what do we do?

I get you taken care of.

I figure out how to go for help.

I saw you fall.

Climbing up that wall is gonna be impossible.

Maybe.

But somebody's got to do something.

And between the two of us,

today I'm thinking that's got to be me.

There's multiple tracks running through here.

Then someone walks that way.

Someone?

Ah, it's...

it's hard to tell how many, exactly, uh...

Recent rain has obscured the prints.

Well, we haven't found any bodies.

No, so... so we assume Tennant

and the marshal are following, right?

And...

(frustrated groan)

It is possible one or the other of them peeled off earlier

and I just missed it.

Wait, there's a campsite not too far away.

Maybe he crashed the helicopter close to it because

he's meeting someone. I mean, even if not,

it's a good place to steal food and gear

so he could stay hidden.

Crashing a helicopter is a strange way

to get to a rendezvous. Maybe the crash

was an unintended consequence.

Of trying to force the helicopter to the ground.

Maybe.

Place of thieves.

(chuckles)

Place of thieves.

I feel like we're playing a weird game I don't understand.

Moloka'i was a hideout for criminals for hundreds of years.

It's... it's an easy place to get lost.

Which way is the campsite?

It's that way. That way.

Yeah.

Alex.

Alex!

Hey, what's wrong?

Okay, um...

There's a situation.

Let me just start off by saying

I don't really know anything.

The bottom line is your mom was on a helicopter

coming back from Maui...

...when it crashed.

H-How could you not know anything?

You just... you just go to the helicopter and help her.

We obviously have people there, but she wasn't there.

She walked away on her own power

and now we're looking for her.

Should we go help?

I think we'll be more help here.

Why are you here?

Well, I think you're old enough to know.

But I also think you're young enough

to maybe have someone sit with you

while we find answers.

Just in case?

Oh, I'm not just-in-casing.

Just here if you need me.

Okay?

Can I at least make you a sandwich?

Oh, thanks, I'm good.

No, it's fine.

I need to do something,

not just look at you and worry.

Okay.

A sandwich would be great.

Is this the way you thought the job would be

when you moved to the FBI?

I guess.

I've seen cop shows.

It's not quite the same, though, right?

No.

It hurts your body a lot more when you get punched.

Hurts your heart a lot more

when people you care about get punched.

I would tell you you get used to it, but...

You're bad at lying.

No, I'm a good liar.

Just not to people I actually like.

Kai.

Yeah? Three o'clock. I think that guy's

pulling that woman away.

KAI: They're certainly moving at a pace.

WHISTLER: Is that Harriman?

Height and hair match, but...

tall and balding don't exactly make for a positive ID.

WHISTLER: That's definitely not Tennant.

But if that is Harriman,

looks like he's got a hostage. Hey.

Why don't you get as close behind them as you can

without making him nervous.

What are you gonna do?

Go around then come back in front of him.

Hey, I... Thin blonde girl

is way less threatening than handsome big guy.

Fair enough.

Okay. See you.

Okay.

Hey!

Lovely day, isn't it?

Um, do you know how far the...

(grunting)

Hey!

Kate.

Kate.

DISPATCHER: Units en route. Copy. Head back to the campsite.

Agents are coming this way to help you.

(groans) Where's Harriman?

He went that way, into cover.

But, hey, thanks to you, his hostage is safe.

Why did he grab her?

They were headed to her car at the trailhead.

So he wasn't meeting anyone. No.

He still needs to find a way out of the woods.

Yeah.

Hey, I've called for backup.

Medical team is on its way to help you, okay?

No, I-I'm coming with you.

No. You just... you got punched you in the face.

You need to stay here and let them take a look at you.

Kai, I'm fine.

How can you be sure?

Well, I played field hockey.

So I know what a concussion feels like.

Hey. Stop. Whistler... Hey, we're wasting time.

Tennant wasn't with him, so...

She's either still out there searching for him or...

...or he left her someplace and we need to know where.

Yeah.

So are you planning to tie me to a tree?

No.

All right, then let's go.

Here you go. Thanks.

You should give me an update.

Well, there's not much to report.

Well, you haven't told me anything except

my mom was involved in a helicopter crash

and now she's MIA, so...

anything would be something.

Well, the facts of why she's on the helicopter,

how it crashed and what she's doing now don't really matter.

What matters is that she's incredible.

And all the people looking for her are smart and dedicated

and doing everything they can to find her and bring her home.

But she could die.

There's-there's no way for me to... Look,

this isn't the first time my mom's been somewhere

doing something no one wants to talk about.

She comes home with bruises

or a limp.

She doesn't say what happened.

So I don't ask.

I'm just grateful she came home and I got to...

hug her goodnight. I'm ignoring

my instinct to give you some pat comfort

like, "Your mom's strong" or...

"She's too stubborn to die"?

"Magic eight ball says, 'Not yet.'"

But the truth is

being a hero is a dangerous job.

And I don't know what's gonna happen.

(sighs)

You want another sandwich?

(chuckling): No.

How about some fruit?

That'd be great.

Cool.

(refrigerator door opens)

(groaning)

All right.

It's probably fractured,

but it's not a compound break.

So there's no harm in stabilizing it.

They'll never know to look for us down here.

Which is why we can't wait for them to fall in to find us.

Hey. You had some aspirin in your pocket. So, here.

I-I've never been able to take pills without water.

Just put them in your mouth,

tilt your chin to your throat and swallow.

What's your wife's name?

Cassie.

Cassie.

You and Cassie have kids?

Yeah, a boy. Meyer.

He's 18 months old.

He's a real handful.

Well, I bet Meyer

will be happy to help you recuperate.

You got kids?

I do.

(groaning)

I have two.

A boy and a girl.

But my son--

he's about to leave for college.

So he's not as cute as your 18-month-old.

You ever been shot?

No.

(grunts)

Well...

it's gonna feel... (gasps)

worse before we get you feeling better.

Seems like the same is true for you.

Nah.

Just...

Just something.

A little ribby.

Like you broke one.

Doctor should tell us later.

Whatever happens,

thanks for trying to help me,

Special Agent Tennant.

It's Jane.

But we're both going home to our families.

So don't you worry about that.

(grunt, sharp inhale)

Hey, there's an opening over here.

I'm gonna check it out, okay?

JESSE: We think he's headed

to the parking area north of the Townsend campground.

Hold on. I'm familiar with that trailhead.

The road in and out is two lanes,

dirt into the highway.

Make sure we have barricades set up before the highway

and agents stationed off the road

in case he decides to abandon a car and head back into cover.

You're doing a great job.

Tennant would be proud.

Does being in charge mean that you just spend all your time

worrying that you forgot to do something?

Only when you give a damn.

Hey, when you were overseas,

were you in charge of the field hospital?

Oh, they insisted once I got promoted to commander.

I was uniquely unsuited for it. Why?

I have difficulty compartmentalizing.

Whereas you are doing an amazing job

holding a space of concern for Tennant

and the space

for the job that needs to be done.

I can only do one or the other.

I'm not sure that's a bad thing.

Well, it would be today.

Which is why you are the right man for this job.

All right, I'm gonna get some coffee. You want some? (phone vibrates)

Ooh, uh, tea, if you're up to boiling water.

Oh, that's my specialty.

Hello, Ernie.

Hey. Ooh, thanks, Alex.

Do you have limes on your tree?

Some chili lime dressing

would be great on this fruit salad.

You're just trying to get rid of me.

Yes, but I also really like chili lime dressing.

So,

the last case that Agent Anton worked,

he goes to meet a contact to buy some hijacked Navy equipment. CHASE: Yeah.

Investigators were sure the contact worked for Harriman,

but they never got to ask him because he disappeared.

Well, the equipment's gone, too.

Stolen. Yeah.

No. I mean gone-gone.

Not in the world anywhere.

There were high-end servers on that truck.

I looked for them on the web, and they do not exist.

Meaning? BOOM-BOOM: Meaning if he stole them...

Oh! Wow. You move quietly.

Always. If he stole them he wanted to sell them.

Their digital footprint should be out there.

But it's not.

But did they investigate the disappearance of the contact?

They tried, since they thought he was the killer.

They assumed he fled to avoid federal prison.

What if he didn't?

Coconspirator gone. Stolen goods gone.

Harriman got rid of anything that would tie him to the crime.

So we have a missing guy

and a missing truck.

One of these has to be able to help us

figure out what really happened.

(grunting)

What was I supposed to do?

He was saying the worst things to her.

Tell the bus driver.

All he cares about is us drinking sugary liquids

and spilling them on the seats.

And apparently kids who punch other kids.

Look, Janie, I understand.

I joined the military to be on the side of right.

But there are good fights

and there are ones that just aren't worth it.

This one was worth it.

What if you'd told the kid to stop

and then sat next to Dottie?

He'd pick on her every time I'm not around.

Yes, probably.

And because you punched him, you're suspended.

So who's gonna help her tomorrow?

So...

next time,

what could you do?

Tell him to stick his lunch box up his nose

then sit next to Dottie.

I see no flaw in that plan.

Helping Dottie only if it doesn't get me in trouble

doesn't seem very heroic.

Maybe not, but sometimes

you have to think about yourself, Jane.

That's what mom did.

Just thought about herself.

Hey.

Does it hurt?

Medium to low. Does it look awful?

You could never look awful.

(pounding)

(grunting) (helicopter blades whirring)

OFFICER: Nothing here. Let's circle back.

Copy.

Thank God.

I don't see him.

Did he take the keys from his hostage?

No, she still has them,

so he still needs a car.

Let's draw him out. Wait.

Did he see you on the trail back there?

I don't think so.

Just in case.

Be careful, okay?

Says the woman who just got knocked unconscious.

Okay, well, feel free to get knocked unconscious.

Just nothing worse.

Okay.

Keys.

Give me the keys.

Federal agents. Give me the gun.

Hands.

Now can we get your head looked at?

CRICHTON: Meyer's gonna make you a kick-ass thank-you card.

I'll be sure to put it on my fridge.

I totally understand why Agent Anton called you all the time.

Well, he helped me as much as I helped him.

So did you.

You know...

...if it wasn't for your magic vest,

you would have been stuck in that tube for a very long time.

Thank you.

I have her here for you.

Hello? ERNIE: Ah,

so glad you're okay.

Is she okay?

Is that Alex?

Yeah, we've been having lunch.

(Tennant chuckles) Are you really okay?

I'm okay enough, baby.

Are you on the way home? Soon.

But I think Ernie needs to talk to me.

You need to talk to her? I do.

Oh, okay. Bye, Mom.

I love you.

I love you.

Hey. So Boom-Boom, Chase and I think

we figured out the Seattle case.

* *

All right, thanks.

I need you to take me to Harriman.

KAI: I would hug you,

but it looks like you hurt all over.

Kind of do. Yeah, okay.

It's good to have you back, boss.

Has he said anything?

Nothing helpful.

HARRIMAN: Special Agent Tennant. You look

like no amount of detergent

will get the stains out of that shirt.

Before you go face all those charges

on hijacking and grand theft,

I just wanted you to know

we figured out what happened in Seattle.

I'm ready to go.

Turns out the guy you sent to meet Agent Anton

had satellite radio.

We were able to track his car.

The night Anton disappeared,

that same car ended up in a lake

12 miles outside of Seattle.

Dude must have been a terrible driver.

Dive teams are on their way.

I'm guessing your co-conspirator's body

is in that car.

Agent Anton's, too.

Doesn't have anything to do with me.

You have managed to stay off the radar.

Never had a cell phone tied to you.

But it turns out one burner phone

pinged off the tower

where Anton's was pinging the night he disappeared.

That doesn't seem helpful to you.

Yeah.

That burner phone went dark the same night.

But we looked for every burner phone that went live

that evening in the Seattle area.

And one...

pinged near the lake.

Now, when we get footage of that burner's purchase,

I know it'll be you buying it.

And that puts you at the scene.

Back in the helicopter you offered me a deal.

I'm sure you're smart enough to know

that that's not gonna happen.

I'll tell you where the hijacked stuff is.

Oh, we'll find it without your help.

And since you killed a marshal on your transport detail,

I am sure that his family will be happy to know

that I will go wherever I have to go

to testify against you.

(chuckles)

Did I miss an office party?

We just wanted to make sure you were okay.

Now that we've seen you, though, I'm not sure the answer is yes.

Ah, Tennant laughs in the face

of small cuts and scrapes.

And what looks like a pretty big bruise from direct gunfire.

Right in the vest, .40 cal. That

and falling in a lava tube-- that's a lot for one day.

Do you need something to eat or a ride home?

No, I'm okay.

I-I promise, I'm fine.

The dive team called from Seattle

while you were on the drive back and they found

two bodies in the car in the lake.

It's a good chance one of them was Anton's.

Good.

His family can finally get some closure.

And you too, boss.

Yeah. And me too.

Thank you.

No, we're just doing our jobs, boss.

It's a nice sentiment.

But that's not what this was.

And all of you know it.

Everybody should go home now.

Alex, calm down. She's almost home.

How do you know that?

I can't say.

Meaning she's not almost home

and you're just pacifying me with vague banalities.

No, meaning she's almost home.

It's just that the way I know that is...

technically illegal.

Mom. Hey.

Hey.

That's not what you were wearing when you left.

Oh. It's not?

Ah...

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