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Kerry Adams, ATF SAC, Los Angeles.

We have an agent who has been

under deep cover working a weapons case.

His name is William Newsome.

He is a battle-tested, high-functioning operative.

He is not somebody you want to cross.

And you think maybe he has lost his way?

There have been rumors.

I would like for your people to see what they can learn.

(spits)

So, work with the guy, but...

don't let him shoot you in the back of the head?

Yeah, something like that.

I've been undercover for seven months.

Nobody can seem to figure out who's running this organization,

or where they're getting

their military-grade weapons inventory.

They want to offload the weapons and then disappear?

Yes, that's why I need to get back there ASAP.

We'll have two of our agents provide overwatch for you.

KILBRIDE: Unless he plans to use you as an alibi.

Or a trap.

Chatter on the wires is that these guys

float above the law because of primo intel.

There we go.

I got two large Sprinter vans approaching.

Boss man said the payment just cleared.

We're gonna deliver the merch today.

We don't even have merch.

Where are these weapons, anyway?

DION: I don't like all your questions.

You don't like 'em or you don't understand 'em?

KILBRIDE: It seems that Special Agent in Charge Kerry Adams

has been on the take for years.

Step out of the vehicle with your hands up.

Have you lost your minds?

Now.

FATIMA: Guys, you're outgunned.

(gunfire)

We got to move.

I don't think we can get to the long guns.

Go wide?

On your call.

Let's do it.

Go!

(grunts)

(panting)

(groaning)

CALLEN: Clear.

Clear. Fatima.

We're gonna need an ambulance.

FATIMA: Copy that.

(exhales)

How... the hell...

did you...?

Well, you know what they say:

it's not the size of the gun, it's how you use it.

♪ ♪

FATIMA: So Adams' plan this entire time

was to pin this on Newsome?

Unless Newsome and Adams were working together.

We still don't know if he's dirty or not.

But if they were working together,

why would she try to convince us

that Newsome was dirty?

Well, it gives her a scapegoat

in case things go sideways.

If Newsome was clean,

she may have had the mercs

at the mansion take him out.

But if he's dirty, that means Kensi and Deeks

are the ones in trouble.

Either way, it's not good for somebody.

All right, give the admiral a sitrep.

Get word to Kensi and Deeks,

let them know this thing could still go either way.

They need to keep their heads on a swivel.

Yeah. Will do.

All right, we've been in contact with Commander Collins

about the list of weapons and ordnance

that we received from Agent Newsome.

Get this. About 90% of those weapons

are being used by the military in Argentina.

All right, have Kilbride send an inventory list

to the Argentinian NIS.

And make it very clear we have reason to believe

there may be widespread theft in their bunkers.

ROUNTREE: Copy that.

(indistinct radio chatter)

DEEKS: I'm out of snacks. Did you bring any?

No, because we're on overwatch, not a picnic.

Yeah, well, an army travels on its stomach.

You are not in the Army.

I was in the KISS Army.

Okay, can we just focus, please?

On what, exactly?

We don't even know which way

the wind is blowing on this.

Newsome: is he a white hat, is he a black hat?

What's your gut say?

Oh, my gut?

It's still recovering from you food poisoning me.

I'm not taking that bait.

My guy says 50/50, right?

I mean, Newsome didn't want an earpiece.

Said it was for his own safety, but maybe it's because

he knew what was going on this whole entire time.

Yeah, but even if he's dirty,

he could still wear his earpiece.

I mean, there's no real risk

of it being discovered by his crew.

Right? And he could keep

tabs on us.

That is a good point.

So where does that leave us?

Leaves us on overwatch... Mm-hmm.

...waiting...

Mm-hmm. ...quietly.

You want to play "I Spy"?

Emphasis on "quietly."

I could whisper.

Not without a tongue.

(whispers indistinctly) ...I spy,

a rej...

You're right, that's very difficult.

Hello, hello.

CALLEN: Well, you sure took your sweet time.

Well, some of us

actually care about our appearance in public.

She made us stop for Starbucks.

I needed a coffee.

Black. It takes two seconds.

You're the one

who had to order a fancy, girly drink

with 12 ingredients that takes 20 minutes

and a team of six to hand-craft.

This isn't fancy

and it didn't take 20 minutes. Yeah.

Right, Zoomer. I mean, it was so embarrassing.

I can never set foot in there again.

(Sam and Callen chuckling)

We'll take it from here, Castor.

Gladly. She's all yours.

Mm-hmm. Thank you.

I cannot imagine him in a restaurant.

Clearly we have different definitions

of the word "urgent."

Oh, I'm sorry,

I-I keep forgetting that I'm on your payroll.

Oh, wait. I'm not.

God, is-is he always like this?

Only when someone tries to kill him.

Oh, well...

I imagine that's, like, every other day.

You know, it's funny:

people love Sam, nobody ever shoots up his car,

unless you're around, of course.

(chuckles)

Hey, you know I'm a licensed private investigator.

I think you and I would make a great team

in the private sector.

You find out who's running this operation?

You want a car wash with that, too?

This guy.

God.

All right, no, I have no names,

but I do know that the weapons are being

paid for through

an underground currency transfer system.

Hawala?

Well, kind of, except this one is specifically

for Americans who deal in cash businesses.

What kind of cash businesses?

The kind you don't ask about.

Do you get to pick your own partners?

Not always.

Yeah...

I don't suppose you have

one of these illegal accounts, huh?

Well, "illegal" is your word, not mine.

And I may or may not

have one of these accounts,

but it's beside the point because I have immunity.

You don't have immunity.

All right, let's call it a skosh of immunity

as it relates to me helping you,

which I can help. I can get you in there,

but it's up to you to get the info on the seller.

Where do they keep that information stored?

On an air-gapped computer in a secured building.

Well, that sounds like a walk in the park.

Oh, yeah. It's gonna be super easy.

Wow.

That's a fun little contraption. Hmm.

Let me guess, Kilbride's idea? Yup.

Yeah, he had something like this at his place in Texas,

except it came out of the ground.

I didn't know he lived in Texas.

Oh, well, uh, he didn't really live there,

and, you know, an armory like this

isn't a big deal in Texas.

Oh, wow, damn. Nice jacket.

Going undercover with Ben Baller.

No, that'd be Switch.

You're hilarious.

Oh, are you a little jealous

that Mr. Carl might have a little more style than Switch?

Who's Mr. Carl?

That's Callen's street cover.

Oh, let me guess.

Uh, chinos, cardigan...

Kind of like a butch Mister Rogers.

Mm.

Butch Mister Rogers. That's funny.

Okay, can we just get out of here now, please?

Clearly somebody woke up

on the wrong side of his neighborhood.

CALLEN: Uh, yeah.

Don't look like anyone's here.

Yeah, they have businesses like this all over town.

You know, out of business, under construction.

This way they can do what they want

without being noticed.

(sighs) You got this?

Don't worry about me.

Yeah?

Client 8 Alpha 10 Whiskey 15 71.

Hold on.

You know, uh, I could get used to Switch.

(chuckles)

Okay.

FATIMA: Sorry, guys.

We asked Kilbride if we could join you in the field,

but he wants us to stay put.

ROUNTREE: Yeah, looks like you're on your own.

All right, no worries.

ROUNTREE: We'll continue to monitor you two.

Let us know if you need anything.

Copy that.

(beeps) (beeps)

What are you doing?

We're on overwatch, right?

Right. That doesn't mean

we have to watch from this far away.

Why don't we get closer to Newsome?

That way, you can watch him while you check out those vans.

What about their roving patrol?

What about them? I'll distract them.

(chuckles) How are you going to do that?

With bubblegum.

Bubblegum?

Bubblegum.

You know I never have anything on me.

Not gonna take your word on that.

You'll get it back when you leave.

Bryant.

(sighs)

You know the rules.

Always come alone.

Who's this?

Switch. Switch, huh?

Why you here, Switch?

Because this bitch owes me money.

NINA: Look, I have credits on the system

and I need my cash out now.

How much?

Hundred and eleven K.

Specific number.

I'm a specific man.

♪ ♪

ROUNTREE: Callen, there should be an access point

on the northwest corner of the roof.

It'll drop you into the back of the storage room.

Yeah, I see it.

Okay, I'm cutting cell service to the area.

You can communicate using the sat texting device.

Copy that. Moving.

I need approval to release her funds in cash,

but I got no signal.

I'll go check her account on the computer.

Got it.

It's gonna be a minute.

We need approval for the cash withdrawal.

I approve it.

It's my money and I need the cash to pay Switch.

It don't work like that.

I don't care how it works.

I want my money, man.

DEEKS: Bubblegum!

Oh, no!

Oh, no, come on.

Are you in there? Come here.

Come on, little guy. Come on, buddy.

Hey, get away from the gate.

Bubblegum! Come here,

Bubbles. (trilling)

GUARD: You hear me?

Back away right now.

Oh, hi, sir. I'm so sorry.

I just-- My Burmese, uh, python, he just...

he slithered under the gate.

So, I just-- I just need your help, if you could just...

If you could just open this, that would be really helpful.

That's not happening.

But you don't understand, all right?

He's gonna probably eat another coyote,

he's gonna sick on his fur again,

nobody wants to see that. What do you want me to do?

Want me to get down on my knees and beg? That's fine.

I'll get down on my knees and beg.

All right. That's fine.

Bubblegum! Daddy's here for ya!

Hey, freak boy.

Oh, hey, sorry, hey, sorry.

I'm telling you to get up and get moving.

Or we're gonna have a problem.

DEEKS: Okay, here's the deal, sweetmeat.

Bubblegum has not eaten in, like, two days.

He's probably hypoglycemic...

Cameras are set.

Okay, great. Hold on, just searching for the signal...

ROUNTREE: All right.

We got the camera feeds, Kensi.

You're good to go.

...if you've got a cat or a dog

or some sort of platypus in there, they're gonna be toast.

Okay? Nobody wants to see that.

I have umbrella insurance,

but it's not gonna cover a platypus.

FATIMA (over comms): Deeks, Kensi's moving.

Just go. Oh, God.

This is a catastrophic event.

This is ter-- Oh, no!

I see him. There's Bubblegum.

Oh, I'm coming! You, sir.

You, sir?

You are unkind and you are rude

and I bid you good day!

Good day!

Bubblegum, Daddy's coming for you!

Gonna hold you tight, baby girl!

FATIMA: Looks like these weapons originated

from the Argentinian military.

(sighs)

What the hell am I looking at?

One of you better start talking.

Kensi and Deeks came up with a plan

to check out the vans

while still maintaining overwatch.

A plan not vetted by me.

Seems like they had a small window of opportunity, sir.

The weapons appear to be stolen from the Argentinian military.

Tell Kensi and Deeks to return to overwatch.

We do not move to recover the weapons

until we know who the person running this operation is.

Copy that. Yes, sir. (sighs)

Did Callen ever find that air-gapped computer?

No, sir.

Well, he better hurry up.

We're running out of time.

I am sure that two of you

admire the senior members of this team.

And there is much to admire.

There is a lot that you can learn from them, too.

We do, sir.

Don't interrupt me, I wasn't finished.

Uh, sorry, Admiral.

Where was I?

How much we could learn

from the senior members of our team. Yes.

But disobeying orders is not one of those things.

With all due respect, sir,

was what they did technically disobeying orders?

Absolutely. Kensi and Deeks were to remain on overwatch.

Now, what the hell would you call it?

Go on, speak up. There's no right or wrong answer here.

(groans)

I would say it's two agents taking initiative.

Wrong.

You-you just said there was no wrong answer.

I lied.

Something amusing you'd like to share with us, Agent Namazi?

Absolutely not, sir, no.

Speak.

Should we meet Kensi and Deeks in the field?

Just in case?

Okay, yeah. I'm thinking that's a no.

We're much more useful here, you know,

supporting both teams.

Good answer.

Alert me to any progress.

Yes, sir.

(typing steadily)

(grunting)

(grunts)

(zipping)

(zipping)

We good?

ROUNTREE: Yeah, scanning now.

FATIMA: Got it. Signal's strong,

we have access to the computer.

Copy that.

Any transaction with ties to Argentina?

Looks like only the Middle East and Asia.

Oh, but there is one...

Transaction 1189

for $825,000 USD to a Delfina Fernandez.

All right.

Searching for the client now.

Maximilian Dana.

FATIMA: Looks like he's an entrepreneur in L.A.

And he's into gas stations, dry cleaners and--

And illegal arms dealing.

It's good enough for me.

Give the green light to both teams to go.

Yes, sir. Callen and Sam, you're free to extract.

Kensi and Deeks, secure those weapons.

(gunfire)

(grunts)

SAM: You three cops?

You trying to set me up, Nina?

(grunting)

Cover me! Cover me!

G.

(grunts) Clear.

Clear. You good?

Peachy. I told you we'd make a great team.

You could've told me you had a gun.

I didn't want to ruin the surprise.

They patted you down.

Yeah, well, the real gentlemen never touch the good stuff.

Okay. Good job.

I got to tell ya...

this little baby has gotten me out of

some very sticky situations.

I call her my Double Dee-fender.

Of course you do.

(laughs)

You're a trip.

Yeah, well, you have no idea.

Oh, I can imagine.

(chuckling) Let's go.

(grunting)

FATIMA: Kensi, do you copy?

Deeks, Kensi's not responding to comms.

(grunting)

No. No. (grunting)

Kens, you good?

Yeah. Good.

Your six.

(grunting)

God, I love you.

What's not to love?

Dayum.

(both grunting) Let's go find Newsome.

Yeah, let's go.

Kensi's good.

She's real good.

(panting)

I've lost contact with the others.

Who else?

All of them. No one's responding.

(gun racks)

(grunting)

He's a cop. Kill him.

I want him dead! (grunts)

(grunting)

DION: Did you get him?

Oh, he got something.

You're not getting out of here alive.

NEWSOME: I was about to tell you the same thing.

We both can't be right.

(body thuds)

(bullet casing clatters)

(indistinct radio chatter)

DEEKS: Hey.

(sighs) Tough for me to admit

I needed your help today, but I did.

Thank you. It's what we do.

Still rather work alone,

but, uh, you guys ever need backup, I'm there.

Well...

alone is overrated, trust me.

At some point in time, every member of our team

has tried to go lone wolf, but together...

Forget I said anything.

I'm good by myself.

You sure?

'Cause teamwork makes the dream work. (phone buzzing)

(laughs)

I think he's charming.

Oh, it's Callen. What's he got?

He wants us to meet him in Beverly Hills tonight.

Okay, well, if we leave now,

we can go catch a little bit of Rosa's softball game.

Ooh, let's do that. Hotdogs and popcorn.

Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo.

Did you just "hoo-hoo-hoo"?

♪ ♪

Hey. How'd it go?

He said my grades and professor recommendations

were the best he's ever seen

and definitely the best he's seen this year.

That's great.

I know it's the alumni interview

and it's just a piece of the puzzle,

but if that man has anything to do with it, I'm in.

I'm happy for you.

What's up with you?

This is the best outcome we could've hoped for

with this interview and you're just kind of, like,

oozing negative energy.

Well, I'm not having it. I'm gonna celebrate my wins--

Our lawyer called about the LAPD case.

Yeah...

It's good news.

I guess it's just...

It's just what?

There's not gonna be a trial.

What do you mean? How can they--

They offered a settlement.

We don't have to take the settlement, do we?

Our lawyer thinks we should.

Jordyn, it's a lot of money.

It can pay for your medical school.

It could even buy us a condo. Get us out of paying rent.

Wow. Yeah.

I mean, we don't have to make a decision today,

but we do have to make one.

I understand.

Maybe the best outcome of this entire mess

is that we get to change the trajectory of our family.

W already did that, with our college degrees.

Yeah, but you becoming a doctor?

(chuckles) Girl, that's different.

I know. (laughs)

Listen...

No matter what we decide,

it's not gonna change the fact that you did this.

You're the one that put in all those extra hours after school

to make those grades, and you aced that interview.

And I'm damn proud to call you my little sister.

Come here.

Oh.

Don't even think about it.

I'm just trying to help.

No. Not helping.

And put it back.

Here he comes. I will ask Grisha.

Have you seen this?

Only about a thousand times.

Where do you think I should sit?

Parking lot?

Oh, so funny.

ANNA: Okay, look.

You want to sit at a different table,

you bring one date. One, not two.

I've always been plus-two.

(sighs)

You should be thankful.

I got you Titan.

I'm not even gonna ask.

He's like the biggest DJ around.

Yeah, and the most expensive.

ARKADY: You cannot put a price

on artistry and genius.

Actually, I can.

You want people to have fun at your wedding, don't you?

You want people dancing.

You know, bang...

No. Callen doesn't dance.

I dance.

ARKADY: No, but you shouldn't.

I've seen you, is cry for help.

I think you're confusing me with Sam.

Can I talk to you outside? Gladly.

(laughing) And you--

if you touch anything,

I will cut you, I swear to God.

You remind me of your mother when you are angry.

And you see what that got her.

Yeah, at least she was smart enough to cut you loose.

Mm. Sad, but true.

She will always be my minus one.

(humming)

(door opens)

(sighs)

I'm going to kill him.

Well, if you do, let me know.

That body's too big for you to move on your own.

Not if I do it in pieces.

Mm.

You still want to do this?

Yeah. Yeah, of course.

Don't you?

Yes.

But not like this.

Look, I... I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I obviously never meant for this

to become such a painful ordeal.

It's just that the caterers aren't returning my calls.

We may or may not have music.

The venue is giving me grief

about added security and I just... Oh, hey.

Everything's gonna be okay.

None of that matters.

I mean, not the caterer, not the DJ,

not Arkady's plus-two.

At the end of the day,

this is about you and me.

And I want to marry you now.

What do you mean, "now"?

I mean now now, like right now.

(laughs) Right now?

You're serious?

Like today?

Yes.

No. (laughs)

No, look at me.

You look beautiful.

Okay, where? When? (laughs)

City Hall. Tonight.

Can I wear my dress? Absolutely.

I'll borrow a tux from work.

(laughs)

Wait, but what about Arkady and Sam and--

If you have to tell him, fine.

The rest of them will be there.

Really?

Really. (laughs)

Uh, the, uh, the only thing is, I called Stacy,

your maid of honor.

She is out of town on business.

That's okay.

Think I know who I'd like to stand with me.

Callen, thank you.

KENSI: Gosh, I cannot believe that this is happening.

Only Callen and Anna decide to get married

with two hours' notice.

Which one? Oh.

Uh, I mean, I like them both.

Um... I can't decide which.

Uh, the pink one? DEEKS: Hey, sorry.

Has anyone seen my pantalones?

Um, that is not a good look.

No, it's not great.

I, uh... I skipped leg day.

Baby. Laundry.

That makes sense, right?

Oh, uh, which one?

Um, they're both fantastic,

but obviously the blue one.

Right? I love the blue. (sighs)

You guys are not helping. (phone ringing)

DEEKS: I'm helping! Can you please help me

with me my zip... Okay.

(phone ringing) Ugh.

Deeks, can you grab that in the room, please?

DEEKS: Baby, can you grab that?

(phone continues ringing) (groans) Geez.

Yeah, hold on.

Hello, this is Kensi.

Hi. Dr. Cassell, how are you?

Me? Oh, no, I'm so much better, thank you, yeah.

But I've decided to stay on that, like...

bland diet, just in case.

I'm sorry, what?

I'm sorry, what?

Um...

Okay, I got pants.

I got pants. I need shoes.

Shoes?

You know where my shoes are, babe?

What?

Yeah.

Yep. Thank you. Bye.

(beeps)

DEEKS: You okay?

(sniffles quietly)

What's going on?

Whoa...

(shaky breath)

DEEKS: What's going on? Who was that?

Baby, talk to me.

All right, you-you-you're scaring me.

Who was on the phone?

Baby?

Are you okay?

Who was that?

We're having a baby.

(chuckles)

We're having a baby.

What do you mean we're having a baby?

We're having a baby.

What do you mean? H-How is that possible?

We did... We tried everything and they said...

I know, that was the doctor,

and, uh, he saw it in my blood test

and he says that couples that try and then stop trying

and it happens all the time and we're having a baby.

We're having a baby.

How are we having a baby?

You're actually...

You mean it wasn't my shawarma? (laughs)

I didn't poison you? Yep.

DEEKS: Wow.

What is going on?

Um...

Uh, the doctor...

Um...

You're gonna be, uh, a big sister.

Wait, really?

You're pregnant?

(sniffles)

Oh, my God...

(sharp exhale)

Okay, but guys, listen. Um...

This has to be our secret today. Okay?

Yeah. Because today is about Anna and Callen.

Who? (laughs)

No, no, Anna and Callen, right, no, this is...

This is our secret.

It's a secret. I didn't food poison her.

There's a baby in there.

That has nothing to do with my shawarma.

I'm sorry I was mean.

There is a baby in her belly.

I was so mean to you today.

I-I'm gonna call, just to make sure.

Should I call? (laughter)

'Cause Dr. Cassell, he could be wrong.

♪ ♪

(elevator bell dings)

(sighs)

You good?

I'm great.

Uh... (chuckles)

...thank you for being my best man.

Honored to do so. No, I...

I mean it. I mean...

You and I have been through a lot together over the years.

Hmm.

I would not be here today if it wasn't for you.

No, you would not.

Aren't you gonna say

you wouldn't be here without me, either?

Well, I don't want to lie to you.

Especially on your wedding day.

Really?

I'm having a heartfelt moment here,

you're just not gonna let me land it, are you?

I'm just kidding with you.

I wouldn't be here, either.

I love you, man.

I know.

Stop.

I love you, too.

Hey.

Thank you for always being there.

Hey, thank you.

Okay.

So, uh...

...you done stalling?

Yeah, I think I am.

Okay, good.

Then let's get it on.

Let's do it.

(sighs)

(satisfied sigh)

(indistinct chatter)

(door opens)

♪ ♪

Wow.

Wow, indeed.

Are we ready?

Now or never.

All right, then.

Let's get ready to rumble.

Friends, family and loved ones.

We are gathered here today to join

Anastasia Maria Kolcheck

and Grisha Callen in holy matrimony.

Do you, Anna, take Grisha

to be your lawfully wedded husband,

to have and to hold, for better or worse,

for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health,

to love and to cherish,

from this day forward till death do you part?

I do.

JUDGE: And Grisha...

do you take Anna to be

your lawfully wedded wife,

to have and to hold,

for better or worse, for richer or poorer,

in sickness and in health--

I do.

I actually have a couple more lines.

Sorry.

My bad.

(laughter)

JUDGE: To love and to cherish,

from this day forward till death do us part?

Now?

Now.

I most certainly do.

The rings?

(chuckles)

Grisha, you may place the ring on Anna's finger

and repeat after me.

With this ring, I thee wed.

With this ring, I thee wed.

JUDGE: And Anna...

With this ring,

I thee wed.

JUDGE: Then with the power vested in me

by the State of California,

I pronounce you man and wife.

You may share your first married kiss.

(cheering and applause) ♪ So I'm saying ♪

(whooping) ♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪

Yes. Get it. ♪ You can have my private number ♪

Congratulations. I wish you both the very best.

Thank you, sir.

Admiral.

♪ My private number ♪

♪ I'm sorry you couldn't call me... ♪

Anna, you look stunning.

So do you. You're glowing.

Oh. I am really sorry

you had to close the bar, but-- Don't apologize.

No, well... No, it's fine.

We have good time now, we drink. No, it's all me.

And-and if no good the alcohol is,

you make good cup of coffee.

Oh, thank you. And we had nice conversation.

And I'm going to miss that.

You don't have to miss anything. There's always tomorrow.

Wait a minute. Did you just see that?

I did just see that.

I wish I had not seen that.

I think they make a cute couple.

What?

What?

You want that to be your grandpa?

♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪

(hooting)

♪ You can have my private number ♪

Coward. (scoffs)

♪ Baby, baby, baby... ♪

Ah.

I never thought I'd see this day,

but I'm grateful I did.

Yeah, you and me both.

(both laugh)

Um...

Thanks.

Rebbi ikhellik.

He said, "May God protect you."

Neharek mebrouk.

SAM: He said-- "Have a blessed day."

My man, come back a second.

HETTY: Dear Agent Callen,

Congratulations on your wedding.

I am so very happy for you and Anna.

I only wish I could've been there

to celebrate such a glorious occasion

with all of you.

Most people think I never had a family of my own.

But I beg to differ.

I have been blessed with the greatest family

one could ever have wished for.

And so have you.

(indistinct chatter)

Sorry, man. I lost him.

Dude just vanished.

Has anyone seen my husband?

What's that? Uh, it's a letter...

from Hetty.

ANNA: You're kidding.

SAM: Hmm. Let me guess.

Wedding wishes?

(chuckling): Yeah.

(chuckles)

She's amazing.

CALLEN: "P.S.

"I have arranged for you and Anna

"to have my place in Mykonos for your honeymoon.

Stay as long as you like."

I've always liked her.

(chuckling)

"I have also sent along two plane tickets

"for you and Sam in the event

"that you may have a couple days beforehand

to help me with a small side project."

Side project?

Morocco.

I'll meet you in Greece.

And you...

you keep him alive,

at least until the honeymoon.

I always do.

("Midunya" by Moroccan Spirit playing)

♪ ♪

Why are you stopping?

Because according to our GPS,

these are the coordinates.

There's nothing here.

Well, maybe that's the point.

What do you think the chances are

one of these guys has a cold beer?

(scoffs) Yeah, right.

Maybe some mint tea.

I'd rather drink mouthwash.

Hopefully someone out here speaks French.

You speak Arabic. No, not Moroccan Arabic.

Darija is like a whole different language.

Oh. Perfect.

Don't suppose you know the word for "beer" in Darija, do you?

I didn't think so.

Hetty?

Hello, boys. Welcome to Morocco.

Nell.

What are you doing here? Well...

let's just say Hetty got herself into a bit of a pickle,

so I'm here to get her out.

Unfortunately, it's proven

a little more challenging than I anticipated,

so I figured my team could use some help.

You have a team?

Don't tell me Beale's here with you.

No, sadly, he is giving a TED Talk in Singapore.

Of course he is.

SABATINO: She brought in the A-Team. Oh.

SAM: Sabatino.

What's up, big man?

(chuckles) Nate.

Callen. Sam.

Good to see you.

Damn glad you're here.

We're not.

This guy's bad luck personified.

Oh, you can't hide your love for me.

Come on, bring it in.

No.

Eh, I think you miss me.

(chuckles)

How long you been here, Nate?

Long enough to know we're up to our asses in alligators.

No real lead on Hetty's whereabouts,

and the intelligence is... spotty at best.

And on top of that,

we don't know who we can and cannot trust.

Which is why I asked you both here.

Under somewhat false pretenses.

Eh, subterfuge is the foundation of good espionage.

You're getting more like Hetty every day.

I'm gonna take that as a compliment, thank you. Mm-hmm.

Who's the kid?

Willis, sir.

No.

No. What did I say?

You're still the new guy.

That's your name.

Until you prove otherwise, you're just "New Guy."

I'm the new guy.

(chuckles)

Is he always like this?

He's usually worse.

See? They both missed me.

It's sweet. SAM: Hmm.

("Hold On, I'm Coming" by Sam and Dave begins)

I guess you have a plan?

I'm working on it.

So...

what do you say, gentlemen?

You ready for your next adventure?

♪ Don't you ever be sad ♪

♪ Lean on me ♪

♪ When times are bad ♪

♪ When the day comes... ♪

Yeah.

This is gonna be fun.

NELL: Hmm. Hmm.

♪ And about to drown ♪

♪ Just hold on ♪

♪ I'm coming ♪

♪ Hold on. ♪

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