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♪ Island days, dancing daughters ♪

♪ I can't get enough ♪

♪ Of these island days ♪

- ♪ Oh, yeah ♪
- Wow.

♪ Take me back to Honolulu ♪

♪ Yeah, that surf is high
and I'm flying... ♪

- You've got to let go of me.
- What? Stop.

- Will you just listen to me?
- If you don't let go of me...

Oh, what are you gonna do about it?

Hey! Sir.

Let go of the woman right now.

Why don't you back off, bro?

We all just need to take a breath, okay?

Cool down.

See, that's what a real man talks like.

- That's how a real man...
- Oh, that's how...

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Oh, sign of a good date.

What?

No. The Great British
Bake Off kept me up.

You ditched the new girl

to watch polite people baking bread?

Tree cakes, actually.

You should've seen
the chocolate conifer.

Actually, I have seen that one.

That's 'cause I'm married
and all we do is watch TV.

What's your excuse?

Just felt like staying in.

Victim is Marine Corporal
Mason Cartwright.

Doing the tourist thing

and got caught up on a business
end of a domestic dispute.

HPD thinks wrong place, wrong time.

Looks like a single stab wound.

Yeah, that's all it took.

Cartwright was dead
before the paramedics arrived.

What are you thinking?

Most sharp-force injuries
take a long time to kill.

Our Good Samaritan died
within moments of being stabbed.

So, where's our couple now?

They fled. HPD put out a BOLO,

but still no trace.

Dude comes to Hawai'i for some R & R

and never makes it back home.

Mason Cartwright wasn't here for R & R.

He's billeted as embassy security

in Manila.

Why was he so far from his post?

According to his CO, he was on island

for Special Reaction Team training.

Had PT scheduled at 0500 this morning.

But he was out late last night.
That doesn't seem smart.

Feels off to me.

Random acts of violence?
See it all the time.

Yeah, but what if it wasn't so random?

You think Cartwright knew the couple?

Had a prior beef?

According to his record,
he didn't have any beef.

According to witnesses,
he was just trying

to be a nice guy.

Sure, but my Jesse sense is tingling.

Your Jesse sense?

Yeah, street sense. Cop sense.

You'll develop a Lucy sense one day.

Oh, I already got one.

Those shoes don't go with that shirt.

Ouch.

Agree to disagree.

It's the single stab wound
that's got me thinking.

Most stab victims die from sepsis

- or blood loss.
- Exactly.

This guy was dead
before he hit the ground.

Go to autopsy. Talk to Chase.

Lucy, Kai, check in with Ernie.

See if he can use any CCTV footage

to find out what happened
to our missing couple.

Thank you.

- Hey.
- Did you know

I shacked up with
a shohet during med school?

A sha-what?

A shohet. Kosher butcher.

Leo.

Had hands smooth like a baby alpaca.

- Okay.
- He could slaughter

and take a cow apart from hoof
to snout in moments flat.

- Not a wasted move.
- You know, Dr. Chase,

sometimes I'm not sure
if you're kidding or not.

The morphology of the wound,

especially the Langer's
lines and the distensibility

of the collagen fibers
is far from normal.

Speak to me like
I didn't go to med School.

And failed biology.

For inexperienced knifemen,

there's normally some rough cutting

during insertion and withdrawal.

The Langer's lines are
how we determine that.

So, for an experienced
knifemen like your Leo?

Not a wasted move.

This was a clean thrust

that severed the abdominal aorta.

One strike, one kill.

So what you're saying is whoever
murdered Corporal Cartwright

knew what they were doing.

Suppose I could have led with that,

but it's nice to reminisce.

Yeah. Uh, thank you.

Hey, can I ask you a quick question?

Do you think these, uh,
shoes go with this shirt?

The question is

do you?

I've got good news and I got bad news.

Good news is CCTV caught

the male suspect in the act
of stabbing Cartwright.

Bad news is both suspects'
faces are obscured.

One day, I'd like to come down here

and have you say, "I got good news

and I got better news."

And I want to go
to one swing competition

where my dance partner actually
knows how to do an anchor step

into a Lindy Hop swing out.

You know how to swing dance?

- You don't?
- I don't like it.

Yeah, it's a little 1996,
but these feet must fly.

- Not the dancing.
- Oh.

The suspects.
After Cartwright is stabbed,

they run in different directions.

Almost as if they knew
where the cameras were.

Yep, rewinding.

So if this was a crime of passion,

they'd be frantic and sloppy, not...

Calculated and methodical.

Any way to track where they went?

There are over 800 CCTV cameras
in Waikiki,

not to mention all the Ring,
ATM and dashboard cams.

Is that a yes or a no?

That's a statement of fact.
I have an algorithm

scrubbing the feeds as we banter.

It's designed to capture
their unique images

and only pull footage of them.

But you just said
we don't have their faces.

Faces?

Where we're going, we don't need faces.

The computer vision

that verifies the authenticity
of my vintage Jordans

can also isolate the suspects
by their clothing...

...with a few modifications
by yours truly.

Sometimes even I'm impressed by me.

Wait. There. Zoom in on that piece.

That does not look like a couple
in the middle of a huge fight.

No license plate, staged argument,

knowledge of CCTV cameras.

They planned this.

Hey. Looks like Cartwright's
murder was an orchestrated hit.

- Still don't know why.
- I spoke to the organizers

of the Special Reaction Team training.

Cartwright didn't
attend any of the events.

Came all the way from
the Philippines not to train?

Why?

According to his calendar,
to attend a different meeting

this afternoon.

The Kekoa Conference Room
is at the Kahua Koa Hotel.

That's pretty far from K-Bay.
Any more details?

No, that's it.

All right, it's 1:30. If we leave now,

maybe we can find out.

According to hotel management,

it's supposed to be some
kind of cultural seminar,

but they didn't have
a list of attendees.

Let's see what there is to see.

Whoa, whoa, stop right there.

Whoa, whoa, what the hell?

- We're federal agents.
- Just shut up, now.

I got the subjects.
We're heading to alpha.

Look, if you just check
our credentials...

Is this really happening?

Special Agent in Charge Tennant.

Joe?

What are you doing here?

I could ask you the same thing.

- You want to explain yourself?
- I've been on the island for two days.

And I know I said I would call
if I came back...

I was talking about
the attempted kidnapping, but...

Yes.

- Right.
- But yes, a call

would have been nice.

Maybe you want to have these guys

- let us go now?
- Yeah.

Of course. They're okay.

Guns?

I'm assuming this is about

- Corporal Cartwright.
- Yes.

And if you're here and he's not,

I'm assuming it all went sideways.

Let's take a walk.

So you don't think Cartwright's
stabbing was a coincidence?

Pretty damn convinced it wasn't.

Especially since you
were supposed to meet

for a secret meeting.

You look good, by the way.

I...

You too. But let's try to stay on task.

What's going on here?

It's complicated, Jane.

What do you know about
the situation in Southeast Asia?

Non-state actors making moves,
hotbed of brewing turmoil.

What about the Russians' stake in it?

Well, they're allegedly backing it,

though your tone suggests
it's more than "allegedly."

I missed this.

Discussing international affairs
connected to a murder?

Me too.

We're trying to prevent a proxy
war between us and the Russians.

- That's the macro.
- What's the micro?

Commander Thomas Kelley.

Worked the Russia desk at the Pentagon.

Got picked up in Moscow,

is being held on trumped up charges.

- Bold move by the Russians.
- Equal and opposite reaction

in their minds, because a while back,

we picked up one of theirs:
Anton Breskov.

Former Russian diplomat.

Grabbed by the FBI in Virginia
with a thumb drive

full of intel on our actions
in Southeast Asia.

He was a spy. Is Kelley?

- No.
- How can you be sure?

Because I am the one who sent
him to brief our ambassador.

No cloak and dagger.

All aboveboard, just chitchat.

What's the punch line?

Prisoner exchange. Breskov for Kelley.

Happening in 48 hours in Manila.

No one is supposed to know.

What does any of this have to do
with Cartwright's murder?

Because Cartwright did know.

Heard you got detained.

He spent ten minutes
in an air-conditioned room.

Not exactly Attica.

It was 14 minutes,
and the security guys were rude.

But Jesse's sacrifice

helped us learn why Cartwright
was in Hawai'i.

You said he had intel on
a classified prisoner exchange?

Claimed there was a threat.

The exchange is off the books.

How would Cartwright even know?

He was approached with intel

in a karaoke bar in Manila.

Yeah, source knew the
code name for the exchange.

Operation Switchback.

And what day it was happening.

Enough to convince Milius
to have Cartwright

brought here to get debriefed.

Source say what kind of threat?

If he did, we'll never know.

Cartwright was killed
before he could give any details.

And the karaoke source?

Felipe Sultero.

Local government driver.

Could've overheard something
in the back of his car.

But he was murdered two days ago.

No suspects.

Look, there's nothing
we can do about Manila.

Where are we on Cartwright's killers?

- Still in the wind.
- We need to find them.

Or at least identify them.

David and Anna Freeloff.

Married couple from Portland, Oregon.

Professional disruptors.

They go into peaceful protests
and turn them into riots.

Tied to several radical groups,

but we believe they're financed
by the Russians.

Where'd you get all this?

The Freeloffs have been

on the FBI watch list
since a Russian dissident

took a leap in front
of an oncoming train in Chicago.

They're responsible for that, too?

That's the theory.

The Freeloffs arrived
on Oahu four days ago

and checked into
an Airbnb outside K-Bay.

Where are they now?

Best guess is they're bugging out.

We're monitoring travel
in and out of the island.

I don't get it. If the Freeloffs
work for the Russians,

then why would Moscow try to screw up

their own prisoner exchange?

Find them and we can ask.

I just spent the afternoon in conference

with the DOD and State Department.

Your posture suggests it didn't go well.

They're not thrilled to know
that just anyone

on the streets of Manila is aware

of our clandestine prisoner exchange.

So they called it off?

I convinced them not to.

Thomas Kelley works at a desk.

He writes reports and attends dinners.

And now he's being held
God knows where, as a spy.

Because of me.

And it is on me to get him back.

Literally.

State made it very clear,

I'm officially
the sacrificial lamb on this.

That's a dubious honor.

Look, can you delay the exchange
for at least a week?

Give my team a fighting chance?

No. Delay means we start from scratch.

It's now or never.

There's something you're not telling me.

State Department is nervous.

They would only sign off
if I gave them assurances

that the exchange would be secure.

Hmm.

And how'd you do that?

I told them I'd have an ex-CIA officer

who's fluent in Tagalog and Russian

who'd cover my six.

You told them that, huh?

Big NCIS already approved it.

What do you say, Jane?

Ever see Manila in the springtime?

And exactly how
are we supposed to get there?

Was hoping you'd help me out
with that, too.

Okay, everyone's numbers are here.

The neighbors, police station,
fire station.

The plumber we normally use.
The backup plumber...

Fish and Wildlife?

Yeah, they owe me one.

Hero stuff.

Look, if you're worried
about anything...

Mom, I'm not the one who's worried.

I know. I...

You got this.

- But if there's ever a problem...
- There won't be.

- But if there is...
- I'll handle it.

And by "handle it," you mean...

Call Dad immediately.

Look, I know that he's got
the new baby, and...

You got to go.

Hey, make sure Julie eats, all right?

And doesn't just move the
food around the plate, okay?

Because if she's grumpy,
it's 'cause she's hungry.

And she... Hang on.

Jesse, what's up?

We got a hit on the Freeloffs.

TSA flagged security footage

of them heading into the airport.

I'm meeting Kai and Lucy there now.

Okay, call me
when you take them down. Got it.

Hero stuff?

Yes.

I love you.

Love you.

Eyes open.

This is their terminal.

Got her. On our three.
Hat and sunglasses.

Any sign of the husband?

Doesn't look like it.

All right, let's take it easy.

Anna Freeloff.

Federal agents. Freeze.

Hey, move, move!

Move, move!

Where'd they go? Which way?

Geez.

Took y'all long enough.

Not all of us were fliers, Luce.

Anna Freeloff's in custody.

Team's questioning her now.

We got 11 hours in the air
to get to the bottom

of the threat to our prisoner exchange.

Let them worry
about that and we'll worry

about getting to Manila.

How did you pull this off?

When Jane Tennant has a need,

the United States Coast Guard provides.

Jane.

Hey, Neil.

Captain Milius, Special
Agent Neil Pike. CGIS.

- Captain.
- Thank you for this.

Hey, we were running
a mission to Manila anyway.

Part of Operation Big Blue.

- Don't ask.
- What's Operation Big Blue?

It's maritime fishery enforcement.

Combating I.U.U.

Illegal, unregulated,
unreported fishing.

It's a global issue with
national security implications.

But I shook a few trees, pulled
a few strings, and voilà.

Marcella.

The plane is Marcella?

Yeah, I named her. No one else likes it.

I don't care. She's my girl.

Appreciate the assist, Neil.

You're family, Jane.

Like cousin Sentinels.

Mayb... Mm, maybe not first cousins.

Probably second cousins.
Or first cousins once removed.

I had a cousin on my mother's
side once, she was...

She, well, she was more like a sister,

- like a stepsister.
- Neil.

We were very close.Neil.

Yeah. Got to get to work.

Oh, right. Copy that. Fly safe.

Captain.

Careful.

He's one of the Kremlin's top spies.

Good morning, Captain.

And to you, Mr. Breskov.

This is Special Agent
in Charge Jane Tennant.

NCIS.

She'll be accompanying us to Manila.

Ah.

This sojourn just got
a little more interesting.

He seems relaxed.

You're worried about this.

So are you.

Or you wouldn't have asked me to come.

Anna Freeloff.

Founder of the Northwest
Russian Relief Group,

The Pacific Communist Foundation

and the Upper Oregon Socialist Society.

Total membership, two people.

You and your husband.

It is a crime to have
alternative political beliefs?

It is not.

Murder, though, is absolutely a crime.

Especially premeditated murder.

Even more when it's at the command
of a foreign actor.

I didn't murder anyone.

Well, technically, it was
your husband, but you were there.

Staged the fight so Corporal
Cartwright would intercede.

And you drove the getaway car.

That's accessory to murder,

before and after the fact.

So you might as well
have wielded the knife.

The only thing I'm guilty of
is seeing the tyranny

of the U.S. government.

Is that why you ran
at the airport? Tyranny?

No.

I ran because you were chasing me.

Look, I'm a political prisoner.

You're a hired killer.

And your little organizations

are probably just a front
for Russian intelligence.

Now you're gonna tell us
why you murdered Cartwright,

who hired you and where your husband is.

Or we're gonna throw the full force

of the law at you.

I don't recognize your law,

I don't accept your authority

and I'm not gonna answer
any of your questions.

Anna, this isn't a game.

No. It's war.

You talk like you're someone important.

Some major player. A political prisoner?

You're none of these things.
You're the help.

Completely disposable.

Except with us.

You have a chance here
to actually matter.

So we're gonna ask you one more time.

Who hired you to kill
Corporal Cartwright?

And I'll repeat it again,

but slower this time,
so that maybe you understand.

I have nothing to say.

Brought you some tea.

Hmm.

Uh, this could be called many things.

Well, it's not the Perlov Tea House,

- but it's what we've got.
- Ah.

You know Moscow?

A little. As a tourist.

No.

You do not give the sense of a tourist.

What sense do I give?

No sense at all.

Which means you are like me.

A spy?

A patriot.

Well, I've been called many things.

You are clever.

Must have served you well
for your work abroad.

I'm more interested in your work.

I am not clever, but I'm charming.

People like to talk to me,

I like to listen.

This is what you call spying.

No.

Stealing a thumb drive

with national security documents

is what I call spying.

Ah. Touché.

But I was caught.

Which does not make me a very good spy.

Good enough for your government
to want you back.

Mm, for appearances at least.

Is there any reason the Russians
might not want this to happen?

Any rivals who'd prefer you
to stay with us?

Too many to mention.

That's not an answer.

You are worried this exchange
will be a failure.

Something has happened?

There have been some complications

in the last few days.

I am Russian.

Complications come with the territory.

But I am convinced

this exchange will go smoothly.

You got a minute?

State Department is curious if
you got anything from him yet.

He's concerned.

Doesn't seem concerned.

That's the first clue.

This exchange is meant
to be a step towards peace.

We are so close to success.

Everyone is stressed.

You ever think that maybe
they don't want peace?

Breskov say that?

He knows more than he's saying.

Interesting.

Maybe when we land, we can discuss it...

over dinner?

Yeah, that's a good idea.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Take Breskov out, get him off his game.

And maybe he knows the bigger play here.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Exactly what I was thinking.

Seven.

Eight. Lower, lower, lower.

That was ten.

Nope. That was eight.

And if you want to do something right...

I don't want to do this at all.

What are you doing?

Someone's at the door.

Yeah, and you have no idea who.

That's why I'm gonna open it.

Uncle Ernie.

Sorry, the door was locked,
which is, like, the first time ever.

That's number one of Mom's

27 conditions for staying here alone.

You brought us food?

Every variety of greasy goodness.

No veggies, Julie. Sorry.

- Mom put you up to this?
- What?

No.

She totally trusts her teenage son
to watch the house alone.

- Yeah, I'm not buying it.
- You guys,

I am not here to babysit. I promise.

You want to watch R-rated movies,

eat junk food all night,

run the thermostat at full blast?

Go for it.

That sounds way better

than "conditioning."

Alex is making me do burpees all night.

You know, back in the day,

your Uncle E was quite the athlete.

Starting center, varsity water polo.

I could do 50 burpees

without breaking a sweat.

Watch this.

Oh, God! Oh, God.

Oh...

Oh, God, oh, God.

Okay, Uncle E?

Yeah, just-just give me a sec.

I didn't warm up, so I-I'll do
the other 48 later.

Sure you don't need any help?

Uh...

Well, since you're asking...

Maybe drop a few wings down here?

Whoa, Ernie. What happened?

Kids, Luce, don't have them.

Uh, to be clear, you're talking
about Alex and Julie.

There aren't any little Ernies
I don't know about.

Just the tiny Tennants.

Well, I can barely make it
to a third date,

so children are definitely off the menu.

Oh, I thought you and Skylar had a vibe.

We did... We do. We do.

I just...

I keep flaking on her.

And for stupid reasons.

To, like, watch TV
or clean the bathroom.

I'm just thinking maybe

I'm not ready to vibe right now.

Or maybe you just want to vibe
with someone else.

Someone taller, maybe? Blonder?

- Wears a badge?
- Ernie.

What? The heart wants what it wants.

Well, right now, what my heart
wants is to change the subject.

Okay, asked and answered.

Anna Freeloff.

Who seems to only vibe with kicking ass.

Yeah, she's hardcore,
which my jaw already knows.

That's not the only
hardcore thing about her.

She was orphaned at a young
age, grew up on some sort of

backwoods Washington commune.

Founded the Che Guevara Club in college.

Went to the former Soviet
Bloc in the early aughts

to meet other would-be revolutionaries.

Not sure we're learning anything new.

Well, I haven't told you about
the husband yet. David Freeloff.

Raised in the Seattle suburbs,
family fully intact.

He was an honors student
with a major in sociology.

No radical ideas,
no survival training...

Until he met Anna.

Yep. His heart wanted her whilst
she wants radical revolution.

Dollars to donuts,

she planned this whole thing
and he's her pawn.

We can't break Anna 'cause she's
too committed to the cause..

But David will break
like Tommy Feingold's nose

during varsity regional finals.

Easy.

If only he hadn't slipped
away from the airport.

Did he, though?

CCTV shows David entering
but never coming back out.

He didn't get on any flights,
either, so...

He's still there.

I'll admit,

when you offered to buy me dinner,

I imagined a little more ambience.

- Oh, no.
- And fewer armed guards.

You and me both.

I trust you'll join me for wine.

We're on duty.

So this is a business dinner.

It appears so.

Look, I want to be honest with you.

Hmm. How refreshing.

The exchange tomorrow is in danger.

Of course it is.

You're not surprised?

Very little surprises me.

Several people have been killed.

And there's a good chance
the killing is not done.

You think it's my government?

Who else?

Well, yours, for starters.

No way.

Oh, because United States

has always acted in good faith?

Because my friend's life is on the line,

and I would like to get him back.

Breskov.

Who do you think is responsible?

I've been out of
the game for a year. Hard to tell.

What does the Group think?

I'm sorry, the Group?

Collection of State
Department-backed Russian,

American and international
back-channelers.

The ones who set up this
exchange in the first place.

I've never heard of them.

Well, now I know
you're not being honest.

You're sitting with one right now.

Ah.

So it is him who hasn't been honest.

Which is strange,

considering how close
you two obviously are.

- We're just colleagues.
- Yes...

Very strange.

The first rule of the Group,

never talk about the Group.

But to answer your question,
Mr. Breskov,

we don't know who's threatening
the exchange, either.

In Russia, we have a saying.

"In the house of the hanged man,

they mention not the rope."

And it's a Spanish saying.

Quite clever. Yes, perhaps it is.

Either way, let's enjoy our meal.

Shall we order from

the seven-course chef's menu, huh?

Not seeing David Freeloff anywhere.

Ernie says he never left.

TSA and security are on the lookout,

so if he's here, they'll find him.

What if he's in a disguise?

Yeah. Of course, Lucy, they're
checking any passengers

lingering around here.

Passengers, right?

What about employees?

Let's be smart about this, David.

No one needs to get hurt.

How's Anna?

She's fine. Why don't we go see her?

Breskov is secure, finally.

He gave me a souvenir to take home.

How thoughtful.

Not really. He took it
from the honor bar.

Taxpayer money at work.

That is not how I saw dinner going.

I could tell.

This is you.

It is.

Listen...

I'm sorry I didn't
tell you about the Group.

Clandestine trips to Hawai'i.

Secret organizations.

You are full of surprises these days.

Yeah.

Well, I guess this is good night. Hey.

Thank you...

for being here.

Joe?

I mean, the night's not over yet.

Just saying.

What did you have in mind?

I don't know.

Surprise me.

What's going on, Lucy?

I, uh, nothing.

I'm just, uh...

It's... I'm texting someone.
It's no big deal.

Uh, with the Freeloffs.

You just, you've had them
both in custody for a while.

- Uh...
- Been working them all night.

Neither one will budge.

You try prisoner's dilemma?

Prisoner's dilemma,

Nash bargaining, the stag hunt.

My wife studied game theory in college.

Bottom line, they won't crack.

You try Say Anything?

Not familiar with that technique.

It's not a technique. It's a movie.

1989.

John Cusack, Ione Skye.

You don't know what a Game Boy is,

but you know Say Anything?

Oh, it's such a good film.

About the power of love.

Anyway, I...

I think it would...

it would help us get through to David.

Lucy, you up for it?

Me?

Uh...

Sure. Yup.

Worth a shot.

David.

You look awful.

You need to eat.

Get some strength.

It's not hunger that's bothering him.

He's worried.

I mean...

there's some serious charges
he's facing.

Him. And his wife.

Life sentences, if they're lucky.

Maximum security prisons.

Not really fair for you,

considering Anna
manipulated you into killing.

- Nobody manipulated me.
- Doesn't matter.

You'll both be locked up
unless... one of you flips.

I'm not... betraying Anna.

Course not, David.

I mean, you love her.

You gave up your life for her.

And I... I respect
that kind of devotion.

Just makes it sadder.

That you'll never communicate again.

What are you talking about?

You both end up in supermax.
No contact at all. Ever.

Anna... she's a soldier.
She'll be able to persevere.

But David, look at you.

It's been a long day, and...

you're a mess.

I take full responsibility
for the murder.

Anna's working for me. I forced her

- to help.
- That's...

really sweet, David.

Hard to believe, but, uh, really sweet.

It's the truth.

There's no reason
Anna has to go to supermax.

I support what you're doing
here, honestly, I do.

Standing up for your woman... it's...

it's honorable.

Uh, U.S. Attorney's
gonna need more, though.

- What kind of more?
- Details.

Proof you're the alpha.

David,

we know you're in a tough spot.
You don't...

You don't choose who you love.

Or how they behave.

Sometimes people get
in a tricky situation where

one bad decision

leads to a whole slew of them.

You want to help yourself,

you want to help Anna, you can.

How?

By providing one single piece
of information.

Who ordered the hit on
Corporal Mason Cartwright?

I've spent my entire career

in every corner of the world.

Seen the inside
of hundreds of hotel rooms.

This one... is by far the best.

That's 'cause I'm here.

Sure beats the occasional text
5,000 miles apart.

I could get used to this.

Okay. Easy there, Captain.

But yes.

It's nice.

What's it gonna take
to make this a regular thing?

It's me.

Jesse, what you got?

David Freeloff gave up the person

who ordered the hit on Cartwright.

I'm with Captain Milius.

I'm putting you on speaker.

- Aloha, Captain.
- Hello.

Ernie, what do you got?

Cartwright's murder was
ordered by someone whose IP

and Mac addresses can be tied

to a Russian server farm
in the Republic of Abkhazia.

- We have a name?
- No, just an online handle.

Serebryanaya Luna.

Russian for "Silver Moon."

This entity is a bit of a ghost.

I can only find four exchanges
on the dark web.

All with the Freeloffs.

Okay, so we don't specifically know

that the Russians ordered the hit?

No, but this has FSB

destabilization campaign
written all over it.

Sabotage the prisoner exchange,

show the peace process failing,

set a precedent for future aggression.

You think they'll make another play?

Doesn't matter.

We've come this far.
Commander Kelley needs us.

And since we don't have
any actionable intel,

- just guesses...
- Educated guesses.

Could be walking into a trap.

I have Diplomatic Security Services.

There are safeguards in place.

And it is go time.

Hey, keep working on your leads.

We'll bring Commander Kelley back.

Okay.

I trust you two had
a good night after I left.

Let's just focus on getting you home.

In Russia, we learn to live

in the moment because
the future is always in doubt.

They're here.

That's Kelley.

Let's get the doctor and roll.

You're up, Anton.

Joe?

If something happens...

I expect you to save my ass.

I don't love letting the
Freeloffs out of our custody.

Well, they're gonna be
in federal detention

till they're transferred
to the mainland.

Yeah. At least they get

to spend the ride together.

Not sure David's enjoying the reunion.

Anna was as mad
as a mule chewing bumblebees.

What? I got to remember that one.

Mad mules chewing...

Jesse?

The Freeloffs were hit by some
sort of IED right in front of us.

They're dead,

along with two marshals.

They're tying up loose ends.

You got to be careful.

Something else could still be coming.

Who else knows about this?

It was not a small explosion.

- First responders.
- Plus whoever set

the bomb knew our route.

- Hey, I got to go.
- What's going on?

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait a second.

- What's going on?
- Seems there's been a complication.

No! No!

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.
Kelley stays here.

Okay, okay, okay, okay. Okay, okay.

Everyone take a breath.

Gentlemen, what seems to be the problem?

They've received
information about an explosion

in Hawai'i.

That was fast.

You know what he's talking about?

Yes, but what does it have to do
with the prisoner exchange?

They were warned something
similar was to happen here.

All right, but it hasn't.

Unless we make it happen.

Well, we're not the ones rolling in hot.

Look, I know. They got spooked.

Then you got spooked, okay?

It feels like we're all playing
to someone else's hand.

Okay, we came a very long way.

Commander Kelley.

I'm Jane Tennant.

Wondering if you would like to go home.

Yes, ma'am, I would.

Anton, you want to see Moscow again?

Indeed.

Then why don't all the men
with guns back off?

Back off!

And everyone gets to go home.

Da.

Not exactly a hardy endorsement.

That's all you're gonna get right now.

Let's go, Commander.

Come on.

Anton, good luck.

And you, Jane.

- I cannot believe that worked.
- Me, either. Now let's get

to the plane before
someone changes their mind.

Way ahead of you.

Just got official word.
The exchange is complete.

Tennant and Milius are back in
the air with Commander Kelley.

That doesn't track.

I mean, why would someone go
through all this trouble?

Murder a Marine, blow up the Freeloffs.

And let the prisoner exchange
happen anyway?

No, we're missing something.

Boom-Boom and Forensics are working

on tracing the bomb. Ernie's trying

to track the people
who hired the Freeloffs.

And I have a weird ringing
in my ear, so...

Yeah. All right, Luce.

Let's take the win for now.

We got one last thing to handle anyway.

How's that mask feel?

Mom?

Are you seriously
having a party right now?

Oh, yeah, Mom.

Half the federal agents
in Hawai'i are here.

It's a real rager.

As it should be.

Listen, just kick everybody out
by 9:00, okay?

It's a school night.

I got it handled.

- I know you do.
- You save

the world or whatever?

Part of it.

Love you, baby.

Love you, too, Mom.

Everything okay at home?

Yeah. How's Commander Kelley?

Good, you know,

under the circumstances.

Doctor's just checking his vitals.

Then he'll be good to go.

Commander?

What's happening?

Commander!

He's having a seizure.

Tom?

Tom, breathe, buddy.

Breathe. Breathe.

Come on.

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