All language subtitles for S09E04 Plain Sight

Sam Hanna.

I'm Byron. Good to meet you.

Kulinda Tactical Security,

a high-end
private security firm.

“Kulinda” actually means
“to protect.”

Great working with you, Sam.

Ever think about a career
change, we'd love to have you.

- Where's Hetty?
- Probably halfway to Fiji by now.

You don't remember
the helicopter crash?

I was the only survivor.

I survived,

but you left me to die.

I thought you were... dead.

Hey, best for last,
huh, Jack?

At least you're gonna

miss rush hour.

Yup.

You good, Jack?

Everything okay?

Just ready to hit the road
and make this run.

You sure everything's okay, man?

No! Aah!

You didn't have to shoot them.
Shut up.

If we did it my way,
we wouldn't have...

♪ NCIS: LA 9x04 ♪
Plain Sight
Original Air Date on October 22, 2017

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

Wouldn't that be easier
in dry dock?

Just re-caulking this porthole.

Mm, right.

'Cause water
on the inside of a boat

is never a good look, is it?

Once I caulk it,
she'll be stronger than new.

Yeah? Then why didn't they use
that caulk in the first place?

That's right, premium caulk
didn't exist in the 1800s,

did it?

Oh.

Look at that!

“Captain Ahab was here.” Huh.

Aren't you supposed to be
helping me?

I am. I'm offering guidance,
as well as moral support.

But right now
Eric is summoning us.

All right, cool.

Let me get my bag.

So, look,
I was thinking,

since we're gonna be
living at the beach...

We?

We should seriously consider
getting Jet Skis.

We're not getting Jet Skis.

Why not?

Look, they are crazy fun,
first of all, okay?

I mean, it's like
being on a motorcycle,

but obviously water's
a little softer than cement.

Man, look,
they're loud,

they're crass,
they're a bad investment,

and most of the riders are
irresponsible and reckless.

Oh, clearly you missed
the “crazy fun” part.

We're not getting Jet Skis.
Thank you.

What color you
think you'd want?

I got you pegged
for hot pink.

More like angry red.

So you're open
to the idea.

What do you have for us, Eric?

L.A. Round House Manufacturing
had a robbery last night.

Left three dead bodies,
including one of the suspects.

Now, the haul
was a shipment

of M27s headed for Pendleton.

If sold, those
weapons would have

a street value of well
over a million dollars.

Or worse, be used for
some kind of an attack.

- And do we have any leads?
- Even better.

We have an I.D.

Meet small-time
crook Tony Young.

He has a list of

petty crimes, minor felonies.

We're dealing with amateurs?

Stealing an arsenal
of weapons

is way out of
this guy's wheelhouse.

There's more.

I was able to trace
the cargo truck

for three blocks, where
it met up with this SUV.

That's Byron Brown

from the Kulinda agency.

What's he doing?

Seems he's helping

steal an arsenal of weapons.

Weren't you working
with him?

I mentored some kids in his
neighborhood youth group.

There's got to be a
reason he's involved.

Maybe he's
working a case.

Last I checked, the Kulinda
group doesn't work cases,

they provide security.

We contacted Kulinda.

Byron resigned a week ago.

Maybe this is
his exit strategy.

I don't buy that the guy just
woke up and became a criminal.

He's a good man.
Okay, but we have to

at least consider that maybe
he jumped to the dark side.

Where's he now, Eric?

I lost the Round House truck,
but I was able to track Byron.

Yeah, his SUV is still
parked downtown.

Where are Kensi and Deeks?

Tony Young's last known address
was in Culver City,

so Kensi and Deeks
are on their way there

to see if they can find him.

See, now, that...

was awesome.
And of all the cars

in the motor pool,
you had to pick this one?

What are you talking about?
The keys were in it.

The universe
wanted us to have it.

You think Mosley's gonna
let me keep it?

Keep it?
It's not practical.

Want to see practical?

Put those on.
Come on, put 'em on.

Show me what you got.

You know what that is?

That is op ready.
Really?

Where am I supposed to keep my
long gun, and a suspect at that?

There's a backseat.

It's kind of
got a backseat.

Listen, if we have a
suspect in the backseat,

they don't deserve
to be comfortable.

You know what?
Forget about it.

My Audi's almost ready anyway.

You know what?
You can keep that Audi.

It's about time I got
my own work whip.

In fact, I'm gonna talk
to Mosley about it tonight

before Hetty shows up and
shuts the whole thing down.

You should be worrying less
about the car and more about

whether she's gonna
let you keep your job.

Yeah, I... I hate that
when you're right.

Address says “550-B”.

Ugh. Is there a back house?

Hey, check it.

Ah. Huh.

That looks up to code.

Just a little
duct tape and...

hope.

Why are you knocking on my door
like the police?

Surprise.
NCIS.

Step down, please.

Nice and easy.

We're looking for Tony Young.

He's not here.

You sure about that?

See for yourself.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, that's, uh, that's clear.

Where's Tony?

Tony's not here.

And if you see him,
tell him to stay where he is.

Do you know
where we can find him?

If I knew,

then I'd tell him myself.

All right, if you do see him,
tell him we're looking for him.

Just want to ask him
a couple questions.

I mean, it's noon somewhere,
right?

Bottoms up.

Okay.

So what'd you see
in there?

Men's shoes,
second glass of wine,

Need for Speed
paused on the TV.

Okay, so if he's not close by,
he's coming back soon.

I'm betting she's
calling him right now

to tell him
to stay put.

Only one way
to find out.

Stake 'em out in the
world's most awesome car.

But also the most
inconspicuous one.

Well, it is so conspicuous
that it's inconspicuous.

And yes, I was
sensing your sarcasm.

There it is.

You got a big heart,
Sam...

but you barely know this guy.

I barely knew you
at one point.

Oh, might I remind you
that you didn't really like me

when we first met?

What makes you think
that's changed any?

I'm just saying,
sometimes you have to

look at the possibilities.

You remember that CIA operative,
Junior Ramirez?

Was a good guy.

He was a better agent,
until we found out he had

13 and a half bodies
buried in his backyard.

You got something you want
to tell me about your yard?

Just wondering if we ever
really know anyone.

Just find it
hard to believe is all.

Spent a lot of time
with that guy.

My radar is rarely off.

Sometimes when people show us
who they really are,

we need to believe 'em.

I told you that.

Well, it doesn't change the fact
that three guys died

in a robbery that Byron is
somehow connected to.

It's possible he doesn't even
know about those deaths.

Well, maybe.

But if he's still involved
after finding out,

what does that say about him?

Hmm.

Be right back.

There.

Now we can sit back
and see if he leads us

to the stolen weapons.

Heads up. They're coming out.

You got to be kidding me.

What, you know this guy, too?

Only by reputation.

That's Travis Coogan.

He's the reason the Real IRA is
a major terrorist organization.

Real IRA and stolen
arsenal of weapons.

That's bad
any way you look at it.

How does a petty thief go from
sticking up a corner store

to robbing a weapons broker?
I don't know.

Maybe he's taking
night classes.

What are you doing?

What, you mean
besides looking good?

Thinking about getting
a man bun. What do you think?

I think you're ridiculous.

You know, as far as Young goes,
even criminals have ambition.

No, Young's not ambitious.

He's a hired gun at most.

But he probably knows
who the mastermind is behind it.

Yeah.

Oh...

Two guesses as to
where she's headed.

Uh, the
Wine in a Box Emporium

or to meet
our boy, Young.

Only one way
to find out.

Don't lose her.

Are you kidding me?

Have you seen
this zero-to-60?

Oh, I'm sorry, no.

My head was too busy
hitting the headrest.

Oh, don't worry,
we'll get you a helmet.

In the meantime...

hold on, darling.

Hold on!

Deeks!

Did you get Byron's location?

I did, indeed.

He and Coogan just arrived
at an event in the 'Bu.

What's the event?

Get this:

it's a charity sports
shooting event

hosted by defense contractors
Livingston-Bradford.

Lot of guns,

lot of VIPs.

That sounds like
a security nightmare.

90% of Livingston-
Bradford's business

is supplying weapons
for governments

and private companies
all across the world.

The other ten percent
is a philanthropy arm

that helps
impoverished countries.

That seems like a conflict
of interests.

Wasn't Livingston-Bradford
caught up in some controversy?

There's no evidence,
but the company

is rumored to be
supplying weapons

to both sides
of the Western Sahara conflict.

William Bradford, of course,
vehemently denies this.

Why stop at a charity event
if you're buying weapons?

He and Byron could be
working together.

They meeting the buyers there?

Perfect place for an exchange.

With all those guns out, you
could hide the stolen weapons

in plain sight.

Yeah, but it's

a legit event.
Why buy stolen guns?

Whether it be
groceries or guns,

everyone's looking
for a bargain.

Stolen or legit,

who cares as long
as they're working?

Search for any connections
between Byron

and the guest list.

So, um...

how you want
to go in?

Senator? Investor?

I'm thinking foreign royalty.

How about

NCIS special agents?

How was D.C.?

Wet.

It rained the entire time.

Well, that's how it starts.

The more you go back,
the more you love L.A.

I don't know.

I dig weather.
Mm-hmm.

Talk to me in December.

You'll be sending
Christmas pics poolside

to your friends
back home.

We'll see.

I secured an invite
to the charity event

as executive assistant director.

EAD has its privileges.

Livingston-Bradford is providing
personal security teams.

But I told
them I have my own.

Oh, what a coincidence.

Our schedules
just opened up.

Fantastic.

You do know this is
a semi-formal event.

Mm-hmm.

Step up your game.

Huh. It's like a page
out of Hetty's book.

Not even the same library.

Not that it matters.

We might not see Hetty
for a really long time.

What are you talking about?

I found her.

Well, her boat.

Where is that, Hawaii?

Yeah. Hanalei Bay
in Kauai.

I checked the bay
cam's history--

boat's been there
for weeks.

- Any sign of Hetty?
- No.

No sign of her in or out
of the airports.

And now we're sifting
through the island's

social media
and geotagged vacation photos

just to get a glimpse of her.

Think she finally went
on permanent vacay?

I don't think so.

Hetty's taken a lot of
extended trips in the past.

Something about this feels...

Enviable?

Maybe we're having
a hard time accepting it

because we can't imagine
ourselves quitting.

Speak for yourself; I
already quit once this year.

And yet you're back.
Touché.

Keep us posted
on anything, all right?

Yeah.

Well, you two boys
clean up well.

Maybe it's time
to consider desk jobs.

I like it, but I need
a little more room

when I'm busting
bad guys.

You might want to take a picture.

This is available for
a limited time only.

Look at this.

Wow.

Guns and alcohol.

What could go wrong?

Executive Assistant Director
Mosley checking in.

Ah.

Right here.

- Welcome, Director.
- Thank you.

Please feel free to choose
from our collection.

No need.

I had my own sent over.
Of course.

One moment, please.

Well, hello, beautiful ladies.

I'll have them
sent down for you.

Are those...?
Yes.

But don't those cost...

Yes. Any more
questions?

Set the director up

on the target range.

- Please.
- Actually,

I prefer a moving target.

Well, I love that.

Charles Livingston.

This is my wife,

Sasha.
Thank you for coming.

Cofounders of the
Livingston-Bradford empire.

Thank you
for having us.

Well, we are going to have
a spectacular firearms display

followed by
a very special dinner.

Oh, nothing works up an appetite
like a day of shooting.

Couldn't have said it
better myself.

Clear down range.
Fire when ready.

So, the reason for all of this--
this gala--

a special announcement
takes a special event.

Spoiler alert.

Livingston-Bradford
is donating $20 million

to the victims of
the Western Sahara conflict.

Wow.

Admirable.

Just trying to do our part.

It's a small portion
of our company

that provides water
and fights malaria

in those war-torn regions,
and they really need our help.

And hopefully
we'll put to bed

some very ridiculous rumors.

Well, if we
stand by and do nothing,

we're part of the problem.

It's my goal to make
Livingston-Bradford

part of the solution.

Which is why
I'm announcing

a transition
of the company's focus

out of weapons
and into philanthropy.

A going-away party
for guns.

Oh, I love that.
I might use that in my speech.

Enough about
your speech.

I would prefer talking
about this dress.

You look gorgeous.

And your security,
equally amazing.

I love it.

You'll have to forgive
my lovely wife.

Couture and happy hour
are her two favorite pastimes.

Come along, dear.

Well, here's to all of us having
as good a time as Sasha.

Please, if I can

be of any service,
just let me know.

Thank you so much.

Donation a publicity stunt?

Could be.

The Livingstons sit at
the head of the board,

while Bradford is pushing away
from the company

- to focus on philanthropy.
- Mm-hmm.

- But he's still the majority shareholder.
- Yeah.

Most of these guys were
born on third base

and they act like
they hit a triple.

Well, shall we?

Eric, start facial rec'ing
the crowd.

Button cams are online.

I think that's my cue to mingle.

We need to play this smooth.

We need the exchange to
go all the way through

for us to get a conviction.

If Coogan or Byron get spooked,
they could call it off,

we get nothing.

I got eyes on Byron.

I'm-a make contact.

Remember.

Smooth.

I taught you how
to spell “smooth”"

Still sounds like it needs
an “E” on the end.

Byron.

Sam.

Thought that was you.

Hey, how's it going?

- Good, man.
- You working?

- Always. You know me.
- Yeah.

- You?
- Freelancing.

Picking up some, uh, extra jobs.

Uh, kid's tuition.

Got to do
what you got to do.

Amen to that.

I'm-a go back
to my assignment, man.

I just wanted to catch up
with you

before it got
too late.

We'll connect after?
Sounds good.

All right.
Yeah.

How'd it go?

Weird.

He said all the right things,

but it's almost like
he was worried.

He's not the only one.

I'm starting
to get a bad feeling

about this whole thing.

There's Tony Young.

Yeah, this should be good.

Whoa, Yvette, what?
Where have you been?

Is that his ear?

What are
you talking about?

I got to be honest,

this is oddly
entertaining.

Never liked reality shows.

Go get 'em, tiger.

I'll stay here and look awesome.

You got to go. Got to go.

You got to go.

Federal agents.

Don't-- don't run!

I got him!

Hey, dude. You really
think you can outrun

580 horses?

Where we going?
Come on, baby.

No! Hey!

Never would've made
that jump over the Audi.

Just saying.
Yeah, no, that was...

That was well played.

Ouch.

Well, that speaks volumes

about your relationship.

Yeah, she looks
like more of a “ride”

than “die” kind of girl, huh?

Where are the rifles, Tony?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

You shot two people,

stole an arsenal of weapons
headed for our troops.

What do you think
he's gonna get for that, Kens?

Oh, I don't know,
maybe life,

and then the chair?
No.

This is Los Angeles.
No one gets the chair.

This is more of a gas and needle
type of town.

You're absolutely right.

- Life, and then the needle.
- That's it.

I didn't shoot anybody.

Doesn't matter.

Somebody's gonna have
to pay for those

two dead Round House workers.

Look, I was just
following instructions.

It was supposed to
be a simple job.

Instructions from whom?

Byron Brown.

He showed up, said
the gig paid big money.

It was supposed to be my last
gig before getting out the life.

The good news is,
it was your last gig.

The bad news is “out the life”
means into prison.

Ooh, snap. Point, Kensi.

Look, I was just
supposed to drive.

I mean, we can work
something out.

I never hurt nobody in my life.

Yeah, that's actually
a double negative.

What?

Where did you
drop off the weapons?

And who are you selling 'em to?

Hmm?

They're at a warehouse
on Fourth and Spring.

I'm supposed to meet
the buyer in an hour.

So, we're all good now?

Oh, what?
No, yeah, we're good.

The, uh, the verdict is
still out on you, though.

I'm calling the REACT team
and alert the boys.

This feels more dangerous

than that Molina Cartel raid
in Mexico.

At least they knew how
to handle a weapon.

Hmm, recognize
our gun instructor?

Please keep all weapons

pointed down range
at all times, ma'am.

I'll do my best.

Double pull.

On you.

Odds?

I'm not touching
that one.

Smart man.

She's probably been
practicing that for days.

I'm sure she has.

Kensi and Deeks
got Tony Young.

The exchange is happening.

They're meeting at a downtown
warehouse with a buyer.

That's about an hour away.

Coogan and Byron
don't have the urgency

of two men that are
about to complete

a million-dollar gun exchange.

Maybe they don't like
getting their hands dirty.

Possible they're
not involved?

Well, we know
for sure Byron is--

just how deep
is the question.

This party gives them
a multiple-witness alibi.

Eric.

Where you at with those I.D.s?

Captain, if I push it

any harder, it's going to blow.

I need more dilithium crystals.

Anyone?

Really? Star Trek? No?

I'm so alone.

Anyway, this event.

It's a who's who
of... who's who. Who?

Politicians to teamsters.

We got George Masterson
of BFI Construction,

Matias Rodriguez,
VP of Certified National Bank,

Gavin Meyers-- he owns an
international shipping company.

Coogan could be trying
to ship out some guns.

Oh, I also got
some more information

on those
Livingston-Bradford rumors.

What, did you find something?

It's more about
what we didn't find.

I know it's a huge corporation,

but there's an unusual number
of defunct companies

and liquidated corporations
on their books.

There are so many dead ends
and missing links,

it feels like someone's working
really hard to hide the truth.

Tony.

That's it?

Hey, Felix.

Yeah, that's it.

What are you waiting on?
Let's see it.

All right. I didn't think
you had it in you.

But I'm only
giving you $200K.

And you're lucky
I'm giving you that.

There a problem?

I didn't think so.

Yo.

Federal agents!

Hands up
where I can see 'em! Now!

You little...

Easy, tough guy.

Easy. I said
hands up.

On your knees.
No sudden moves.

What is that?

Is that pleather?
You wearing pleather?

Yeah?

And who do we got here?
Who's the big winner?

Eric, I need everything
on a Felix Swoope.

Stand by.

...15, 16.
Looks like it's all here.

Yeah, it's a lot of heat.

Beale.

All right. Felix Swoope.

Couple of felonies for illegal
firearms but nothing major.

Any connection
to Coogan or Byron?

Mm, nothing I can find.

All right, thanks.

Who you working for, Felix?

You know what this is, Felix?
This is a wonderful opportunity

for you to show us
how smart you really are.

You know who either
one of those guys are?

Yeah.

I know that guy.

His name is “I Want My Lawyer.”

And the other guy is
“I Want My Lawyer Now.”

Oh, God.
That's funny.

Look at that,

he's a tough guy
and he's clever,

and he wears pleather--
he's killing it.

So no connections, and all
the weapons are accounted for.

I mean, is it as simple
as Young selling the weapons

to Sam's buddy Byron?
I'd buy that, except for the fact

that Byron right now
is rubbing elbows

with terrorists
and billion-dollar

defense contractors.
So we're missing something.

Yeah. Free cocktails.

Hold fire on the range!

- You all right?
- Hold fire on the range.

We seriously should
be getting hazard pay.

Can you imagine having
to clean all the firearms

at an event like this?
To Hetty's standards?

Huh.

Will you be shooting
with us today, sir?

No. But if I was,
how exactly does this work?

You're allowed to use
your personal firearm,

or a Livingston-Bradford-- we'll
be happy to supply one for you.

Mm-hmm. And who supplies
the firearms for this event?

Good question.
Let me see what I can find out.

You're doing
a fabulous job.

Thank you.
Safety first.

Oh.

I'm sorry, I couldn't find
that information.

She's good.

It's a list of all the firearms
available for this event

and their providers.

Browning, Mossberg,
Remington...

Right here.
Not only was Round House robbed,

they're also a provider.

That'd be a hell
of a coincidence.

Sam, what's up?

What's the status

on those stolen weapons?

All present
and accounted for.

Any clues off the truck?

Let me call you back.

All right.

Where's the truck?

You think he dumped it?

I mean,

why keep the weapons
but not the truck?

Well, maybe he has some sort
of LoJack system on it.

Okay, but so could
the cases of weapons.

That's true.

You know what I do
when I don't know?

You ask.
I ask.

Hey, Tony?

You holding out on us?

I handed you the
buyer and the cash.

Oh, that was
so nice of you.

Where's the Round House
cargo truck?

- Huh?
- “Huh?” See,

“huh” is what happens
while your brain stalls for time

as you try to formulate a lie.

For most people, this happens
in a fraction of a second,

but you seem to be firing
a little slow.

You're not helping
yourself, buddy.

Byron said he
was dumping it.

Uh-huh. And you just, what,
forgot to mention that?

Keeping quiet was
the only reason

for getting to keep
all the money.

And you didn't think that
it was odd that he was

just handing you
weapons to sell?

Yeah, it's odd.

But I figured I was
due for a break.

Mm-hmm.
Oh.

Turns out, uh,
not so much.

Talk to me, Kens.

Good call. Byron left
the weapons, took the truck.

Well, that seems elaborate.

He wasn't expecting
to get caught.

All right, Kens,
you guys should get over here.

On our way.

So Byron wasn't
after the weapons,

he was after the truck.

Round House is a sponsor.
Must've needed the camouflage

to sneak something in
or out undetected.

They clean out the mansion
while everyone's shooting guns?

Maybe. There's a lot
of important people here.

It could be a kidnapping.

That's a big, noisy statement
for any organization.

There's easier ways
to get both done

without so many
guns around.

Any one of the guests
could shoot you.

Which...

would be the perfect setup
for an assassination.

Nobody even thinks twice
about a weapons truck

at a place like this.

No, a truck that big, they
could be smuggling anything.

A bomb.

Chemical weapons.

Who knows?

Before we clear
this party out,

we got to know what
we're dealing with.

Premature alarm, and this thing
could go left real fast.

We need to find out
who the target is.

Or targets.

One thing we do know--

Byron is connected.

He's the answer.

Excuse me.

One second.

I got him.

See if you can
find that truck.

I don't have a choice, Sam.

Byron, wait!

Byron, stop.

Byron, listen to me.

Whatever you're into...

G, I lost Byron.

I lost him.

Good news is I found the truck
and there's no bomb.

The bad news is we've got
an active shooting scenario.

I took out one, but I'm guessing
we got two snipers on the loose,

possibly dressed
as service staff.

G, let's regroup.

Byron's in over his head.

We got to figure this out.

Sam?

There were three sniper cases,

which means there's
at least two more shooters.

Yeah, Byron's
probably one of 'em.

Yeah, we need to figure out
what their target is.

Byron said he had no choice.

What does that mean?

Means he's leveraged.

Yeah. But what could push a man
to go that far?

Family.

Eric,

have Kensi and Deeks
find Byron's family.

- See if they're in any sort of trouble.
- I'm on it.

Let's find those snipers, G.

What's up, Eric?

Callen and Sam need you guys to
check out Byron Brown's house.

They think his family
might be in jeopardy.

Address is sent.

I'm scared, Mommy.

It's okay, baby.

He'll be gone soon.

Uh-huh.

Are we gonna die?
No, baby.

He's not gonna hurt us.

Federal agent.

I'm a friend of your husband's.
Come on.

Let's get you
and the boys to safety.

Let's go.

We got 'em.

Byron's family's safe.

Whoa.

What do you got?

I've been chasing down rumors
of Livingston-Bradford

and the Western Sahara conflict.
Mm-hmm.

There's a long list of defunct
companies that leads nowhere,

except...

for Centerville Technology.

Looks like they manufacture

wire cleaning brushes.

Hard to do
when there's

no physical company
at that address.

What's even
more interesting

is the year's worth of shipping
receipts to the Sahara region.

Livingston-Bradford
actually is supplying

the Western Sahara conflict.

Mm-hmm.

Doesn't make sense.

Is Bradford lying?

Why make a huge announcement
and draw attention to yourself?

Unless he didn't know.

It's Bradford's company.

The Livingstons are
major shareholders.

If anything happens
to Bradford,

the Livingstons
would take control.

Bradford said
he's pulling the company out

of the weapons business.

The Livingstons stand
to lose millions,

if not billions.

Bradford's the target.

We'll split up.

I'll get Bradford.

You find Byron and the snipers.

No sign of Byron.

No sign of Bradford either.

Byron, put
down the rifle.

Don't try to stop me.
I don't have a choice.

Your family's safe.
You don't have to do this.

This isn't
a game, Sam.

Byron,

put down the rifle.

Look at me.

Byron. Byron.

Look.

Just look.

I know how much your family
means to you, man.

Just look.
Right here.

See?

Give me the gun, okay?

Give me this.

Sam, I'm sorry. I...
Later.

Right now, we got to find out
where the other shooter is.

I don't know.
I wasn't included on the plan.

I was just insurance. They...

they threatened my family
if I didn't kill him.

There's one more out there
we have to stop.

Please
welcome the Livingston-Bradford

Charity Clay Shooting Event
host,

William Bradford.

G, do not let Bradford
take the stage.

Hillside ridge.
324 yards.

I got him.

Sniper down.

G, on your six!

William,

they're making
ludicrous accusations.

What's the meaning of this?

We uncovered evidence
of an assassination plot,

and we believe
the Livingstons are behind it.

This is about your company

moving away
from the arms business.

I've been vocal about it
from the beginning.

It's a decision I disagree with,

but it's William's
company-- it's his choice.

I've known Charles
my whole life.

I don't believe it.

We found the truck.

And the sniper cases.

And we know that
Centerville Technology,

a subsidiary of
Livingston-Bradford,

has been
making shipments

to Western Sahara
for the past year.

Centerville
doesn't even exist.

It's a future endeavor
we're exploring.

Mrs. Livingston?

If you know something,

now's the time,
because, eventually,

we're gonna put all the pieces
together.

Sasha?

What have you done?

He had no right.

We've invested our
lives in this company.

What were you thinking?

I was doing what
needed to be done.

We should have taken over
this company years ago.

Get 'em out of here.

I worked for Mrs. Livingston
in Western Sahara.

I should've known
she was up to something

when she was adamant to
learn about my family.

Sam, look, that's my
family, man. I-I...

Hey. Look, look, look, look,

look, I know who you are.

All right?

And I know what it means
to protect your family.

Sam, I-I really don't know
how to thank you, man.

I'm just glad
your family's safe.

That's all that matters.

Thanks for believing in me.

It wasn't hard to do.

We'll talk soon.

All right?

Yeah.

It'll be fine.

I need your hands, sir.

That gives new meaning
to “hostile takeover”"

- All for the love of money.
- Mm.

You two should go have a drink
at the Soho House, on me.

You have to be a member
to get into the Soho House.

Drop my name.

EAD has its privileges.

I'm going back
to the range, boys.

Hmm.

Well, I got to admit,

you were right about Byron.

Sometimes you got to have faith
in people.

Sometimes you can't be blinded
by what you want to believe.

Takes balance.

Speaking of balance,

it sounds to me like
we're getting those Jet Skis.

How does that even relate?

I'm not really sure
that it does.

Why do I need a Jet Ski?

I have a boat.

Boat?

Full of holes.

Broken-down barnacle barge.

You could tow it with a Jet Ski.

We're not getting Jet Skis.

Killing it. Killing it.

Look like Burt Reynolds.

I look good.
Oh!

I look good. So what
do you think, huh?

We take my new work whip
up the coast,

grab some beers and cakes
at, uh, Neptune's Net?

Only if you promise
not to say “work whip” again.

What do you mean,

work whip?
Mm-hmm.

Are you seriously thinking
of keeping that thing?

Is that a
trick question?

Have you not seen...
The zero-to-60, I know.

Oh, Kens, the Audi will be ready
for pickup in the morning.

Oh, that's perfect, 'cause
that Audi is all you, darling.

Because I am gonna ask Mosley
first thing in the morning...

Ask Mosley what?

That's the person
I was looking for.

Executive Assistant
Director Mosley.

One second, Deeks.

I need you to check
the surveillance cameras

in the motor pool.
Uh, sure. Anything specific?

Well, apparently, someone's been
joyriding in my new Porsche,

and they've managed
to scratch the paint.

What?

Know anything about that?

Huh?

No. What? I was just
thinking to myself

that that was not...

cool to mess with someone's

personal automobile.

Deeks, you were saying?
I was j...

I was just saying I was
gonna ask you where...

you got such a-a
spectacular dress.

My dress?
Yeah.

Really?
Mm-hmm.

You two, with me. Let's go.

Mm-hmm.
- Hey, you two, can....

Hold on. Can...
Ooh, son of a...

Okay. All right.

Okay. This is fine.

What are you doing now?

I'm just deleting selfies
of me in her Porsche.

And, also, I'm texting Eric and
Nell to erase all that footage.

Come on. There's no signal.
Oh, come.

I'll buy you your
last meal. Come on.

You gonna say something nice
at my funeral?

All right, they're all deleted.
Wait! What about the cloud?

The cloud.
Stop!

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