HETTY: Previously on NCIS: Los Angeles:
A trade. Me for Janvier.
I hear the weather's great in Tehran this time of year.
Checkmate.
SIDOROV: You shot and killed a Russian mob boss in broad daylight.
- Where is my money? CALLEN: I think you've been made.
You did not recover the bombs?
- No, they're gone. - Three nuclear weapons are out there.
SAM: Sidorov will sell those bombs to anybody.
[IN SPANISH]
Professor?
[ALL PANTING]
Gamma rays and x-rays were picked up by satellite.
So far, the radiation fallout has only covered uninhabited areas
of the Chihuahuan desert.
There's been communication at the highest levels
between Russia, Great Britain, China, India.
And everyone denies involvement. It's like the Vela incident.
What's the Vela incident?
1979, satellite detected a nuclear explosion near South Atlantic.
No country ever took responsibility.
I invited CIA Operative Hanna here. On this one, she's one of us.
So from the description and the fallout readings, we believe...
This is one of the three bombs Sidorov acquired.
- Why'd he detonate it? - Prove it was functional.
It would exponentially increase the value of those two remaining weapons.
A nuclear bomb is as big as the fear it creates.
Then they just made their bombs bigger.
CIA and NCIS have been monitoring this man, Michael Zhrov.
MICHELLE: Zhrov runs Sidorov's arms-dealing company.
While Sidorov is in the wind,
Zhrov meets potential buyers for the weapons.
If they complete the sale, these bombs could disappear for years.
Then we need to find Sidorov another buyer, and fast.
It has to be a corrupt international broker.
Someone that Sidorov already trusts.
Any suggestions where we might find such an individual, Mr. Callen?
Agent Hanna and Agent Hanna?
We find Sidorov, we re-embed ourselves in his crew.
He owes you a lot of money. Gives you motive to reconnect with him.
It's too risky. We don't know if Sidorov made Michelle.
We don't have a choice. This is an unprecedented threat
to our national security.
An agent's life is on the line.
Getting somebody killed for no reason...
Agents' welfare is secondary to the mission.
Always has been and always will be. I'm getting on a plane now.
I'll see you in six hours.
Mr. Deeks, you'll be in overwatch.
No, not Deeks. I need Callen on this.
- Wow, that's an ego boost. HETTY: Not possible.
Mr. Callen and Ms. Blye will be out of the country.
Where are we going?
Iran.
You got sunscreen?
Yup.
- Extra ammo? - Always.
You know I can ride a camel, right?
Deeks, I'm gonna be fine. This is what I do.
Not without me.
I'm just saying, I would feel a lot more comfortable
if I was there watching your ass, that's it.
Of course you would.
I don't... I mean, watching your back.
- That's not what you said. - You know what I mean.
- Do you know what you mean? - Yeah. Wait, why?
Wait, what do you think that I mean?
I really have no idea.
Okay, so where does that leave us exactly?
I don't know. Where does that leave us?
You can't keep doing that, answering my questions with questions.
Why not?
You have terrible communication skills.
- I do? - Yes.
You're the one who never says what he means.
That's not true.
Then say something you actually mean.
[FOOTSTEPS]
Wheels up in 30. Let's go.
I will see you in a few days.
Yeah.
[TIRE POPS]
[IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
[GUNSHOT]
[IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
What do you got?
Radiation sensors at the border pegged on a white cargo van
that crossed into Mexico just two days before the nuclear explosion.
Mexican border patrol missed it. They let the van into the country.
That's how Sidorov got the bomb into Mexico.
ERIC: Two days before that, Kaleidoscope found the same van
outside the Biltmore Hotel in downtown Los Angeles.
NELL: According to the CIA, three members of Sidorov's gang
entered the United States two weeks ago.
- And they stayed within blocks of... - Biltmore Hotel.
The thing is the CIA doesn't have surveillance
of Sidorov entering or leaving said hotel.
- They figured it was a dead end. - The analysts don't know him like I do.
He could be in there and no one would see him come or go.
Then let's find him quickly.
DEEKS: Fourth move, Bobby Fischer style.
Wait for it. Boom, check, partner.
We're not playing for real, Bob. And we're not partners.
- We are now. - Not really.
We're in the midst of a nice little three-way.
You and I and... That is a terrible choice of words.
SAM: You talk to Kensi this much during a stakeout?
Usually more. Sometimes we text even though
we're right next to each other. It's pretty adorable.
That's cute. I'm not texting with you.
[CHUCKLES]
You know what, man? I've done this job for a few years now.
Some would say, Hetty, for example, exemplary.
- Always had everybody's back. - What's your point?
I can take the crap you dish out 10 times over. I'm just curious about why.
I'm Navy, straight up. Everything you do is different.
The way you dress, your jokes, your hair.
If this is about my haircut, it needs to end.
It's not about your hair.
It's about what it says about you as a person.
So you're saying it's about my character?
Yeah, something like that.
North on Olive. Going towards the front of the hotel.
She's Sidorov's type.
Not that I notice, but there's a lot of beautiful black women in Los Angeles.
- Oh, really? - You are toast.
None as beautiful as you, of course.
Nice recovery.
Thing is, it's true.
There are a lot of beautiful black women, but very few
- wearing Valentin Kartashyov dresses. - Valentin who?
Moscow's preeminent dress designer. Sidorov gives them to all the girls.
All right, I got her. She's getting off on the ninth floor.
That's one of Sidorov's men. He's in there.
ERIC: There are no cameras in the south staircase.
And they lead directly to the garage.
He uses the stairs, goes in and out in the middle of the night.
Always has three or four men with him.
- We're gonna have to bring more. - A lot more.
Do you need to have that thing pointed at me?
We hit turbulence, there might be an accident.
Pilot did say it was gonna get a little rough.
Surely, Agent G. Callen,
you didn't put together a mission like this just to kill me.
You need me for something. What?
Oh.
Chess match begins again.
Trouble is this time I don't wanna play.
You have nothing to offer me.
Remember our mutual friend, Naseem Vaziri?
He took it off.
One joint at a time.
You can't play chess with a dead man.
I need you to broker a weapons deal for me.
I said, you have nothing to offer me, Agent G. Callen.
But I do.
I'm offering you revenge.
Against Vaziri and Iran.
You have till we land to decide.
[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]
SAM: Hands on the wheel. Hands on the wheel.
SAM: Sidorov, get out of the car.
Let's go, Isaak.
[IN ENGLISH] Quite the operation. Where are we going?
The bank. You owe us a lot of money.
Meet the crew.
This is a game to you?
Three quarters of a million dollars ain't a game.
Get in the car.
[ENGINE STARTS]
Look who's here. Your boys are following us, Isaak.
- You got them? - Got them.
MICHELLE: Call your men, tell them not to get out.
You can leave with them when we're done.
[PHONE RINGS]
[IN RUSSIAN]
You could have just asked me for the money.
I've never left you wanting before.
I'm guessing that's your ride.
KENSl: Next stop, federal supermax prison, Florence, Colorado.
Well, personally I'm lobbying for Gitmo.
JANVIER: Opening move.
You know what? Playing can be fun.
Okay, let's work together, Agent Callen.
Understand, I know this is about revenge,
which means you also harbor that for me.
Let me put your mind at ease.
This is my first requirement.
When it's all done,
I need you to finish what you started when you put that bullet in my face.
- You want me to kill you. - You owe me that.
Well, as much as I'd like to, I don't do that.
Maybe I can seduce you into it.
You're going to call Vaziri and make him an offer.
And what are we gonna sell him?
Something that will change Iran forever.
Go on.
A nuclear bomb.
Hmm.
Our mission was designed to look like
you financed your own escape from prison.
The Iranian Ministry of Intelligence would love to hear from you.
You tell them to have Vaziri call you back.
Maybe now we're not playing chess.
No, high-stakes poker.
A wire transfer of this size, I'm gonna have to get approval.
[SIRENS WAILING]
L.A.P.D. Put your hands very, very slowly
on the dash and the back of the seat.
And don't do anything stupid.
The transfer has been completed to the account in Dubai.
DEEKS: Drop your weapon! I said, drop your weapon!
[GUNFIRE]
Let me in. Let me in. Unlock it.
- Leave him. - Let me in.
DEEKS: Did Sidorov buy it? - Oh, yeah.
DEEKS: What do I do with these guys? - Bury them in the system.
- No phone calls? - No need.
They're dead.
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
Answer it.
Hello.
VAZIRI [OVER PHONE]: My old friend.
That operation must have cost you.
You think I can't find you?
I'm going to miss our sessions together.
VAZIRl: Me too. I enjoyed them.
Listen, we can reminisce for hours, but I have a proposition for you.
Found him. Century City.
- I'm listening. - How much is it worth to Iran
to become a Middle Eastern nuclear power?
You've got my attention.
Two weapons, Soviet, late '70s,
Seventeen kiloton capacity.
There was a third that was just detonated.
Talk to your friends in the Kremlin.
They will confirm the weapons' viability.
Are you serious?
As serious as torture, my old friend.
What's in it for you?
The Iranian Ministry of Intelligence
will make me look over my shoulder for the rest of my life.
If not you, it'll be someone else.
- You want your freedom guaranteed. - Yes.
Not to mention a nice little profit on the transaction, of course.
And then you and I can say goodbye forever.
Are you in?
Set up a meeting with the seller.
I'll be in touch.
I have another condition.
I have a daughter, 16 years old. She lives in Paris.
The result of a careless liaison with a prostitute.
You know we're gonna check this, right?
Why would I lie about that?
- I would like my portion of the money... - You're not getting any money.
The money I would have gotten from the deal, sent to her.
It's a modest request, knowing your government
is willing to do practically anything to secure these nuclear devices.
- You know this man? JANVIER: Michael Zhrov.
I've done business with him.
He worked primarily for Isaak Sidorov.
CALLEN: Still does.
You're going to call him
and tell him you have a potential buyer for the bombs.
See how much he wants for them.
And my daughter?
She gets nothing if we don't find the weapons.
We make a good team.
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
- Yes. - Michael, it's Marcel Janvier.
ZHROV: How have you been?
Mm. Laying low.
ZHROV: What can I do for you?
I've heard you have some, uh, unique merchandise.
- Did you find anybody? - I called the girls.
There's no one else we can trust.
I'd have to bring people in from Moscow.
SIDOROV: That's going to take too long.
I want to move the merchandise, get out of this country.
I'll call you right back.
I just spoke to a broker with an Iranian buyer.
- Who? - Marcel Janvier.
- He's a sick bastard, but... - It's why I trust him.
Set up a meeting with Janvier and the Iranians.
I set the time and the place. Somewhere near the desert house.
Got it.
- All right, Isaak, good luck. SIDOROV: Wait.
I have another job for both of you.
Short-term. Just protection. Easy.
You gonna have to pay us first. Up front.
We have trust issues.
Come, meet my friends.
Veronica, Maya.
Quinn, David.
Not so fast, Isaak. We need to get paid up front.
Looks like we all have trust issues.
That's okay,
because so do I.
GRANGER: So who are the Bond girls?
ERIC: Veronica, the brunette, was a former Moscow narcotics detective.
She was discharged on suspicion of killing a suspect.
NELL: And Maya, the blond, is former Spetsnaz.
I didn't know there were females in the Russian Special Forces.
They look like very capable young women.
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
JANVIER: Yes. - We want to proceed.
Good.
- I have a meet location. ZHROV: No.
- My location. - No.
The buyer wants to choose the location.
Security is the priority. This is non-negotiable.
I'll make it work.
- Do you have a paper? JANVIER: Yes.
ZHROV: 34 degrees, 42 minutes, 45 seconds north,
117 degrees, 44 minutes, two seconds west.
GPS coordinates.
ZHROV: Five hours from now. Goodbye.
JANVIER: Goodbye.
Where is it, Eric?
It's the Mojave Desert.
It's literally the middle of nowhere.
Is there any geography where we can be close?
No. And from the look of it, Janvier is gonna have to drive in.
[SIGHS]
HETTY: Putting Sidorov and Janvier together
makes me feel as if we're playing with fire, Mr. Callen.
That's because we are.
You know Agent Hanna.
JANVIER: Your partner. Of course.
He'll be undercover at the meet as David Forman.
Do not acknowledge him in any way.
We'll be watching you.
We will be listening.
And we will be inside your head.
It's a scary place.
[CHUCKLES]
You do anything to jeopardize this mission or my people
and you'll get your death wish.
And no protective vest this time?
- No. - See?
I told you I would seduce you.
- Let's go. - Wait.
Just make sure my daughter gets the money.
This goes right, she will.
Okay. I need the restroom.
Hold it.
Go ahead.
CALLEN: Let's go.
Hold up.
- Hmm. Tracking device. - It can't be removed.
Get in.
There's multiple cameras in here and GPS tracking.
Drive in, meet Sidorov and Vaziri.
Don't go near them, don't touch them. You do the deal, you drive out.
We'll be close by the whole time.
Start it up.
What do you think the top speed of this car is?
It doesn't matter.
[ENGINE STARTS]
Let's go.
DEEKS: Is Sam gonna be able to stay away from Vaziri?
He better. Vaziri knows him.
I should stay back to cover.
No, he stays back. You come with me.
How is my handiwork?
Is it healing?
Some wounds never heal, my friend.
Let's do this quickly.
Twenty million for each weapon.
Payment in gold at, uh, 1,590 U.S. Dollars an ounce.
That's a lot of money for 40-year-old technology.
Sell him on it.
A nuclear weapon is not about capability.
It's about potential.
It's about Iran finally being able to sit at the big kids' table
with the United States.
It's about giving the Israelis night sweats.
He's good.
You chose this meeting place, we choose the exchange location.
Okay, but I want a down payment first.
I'm not exposing the weapons until I see the quality of the gold.
Five million in two suitcases.
Twelve and a half percent. It's reasonable.
Okay.
Anything goes south, we keep the gold.
Well, I guess that's in his hands, or should I say "hand."
[CHUCKLING]
Ouch.
You see anything, Kens?
All seems okay.
As soon as the gold is delivered, give us the exchange location.
The deal will be done.
Good?
[CHUCKLES]
Good.
Good?
Very good.
Thank you.
Something's not right.
As soon as we have eyes on the bombs, this all ends.
CALLEN: There's a lot of chips on the table.
It's a lot to win.
It's a lot to lose.
So, Vaziri's guys just dropped off the down payment.
He's testing the gold.
[CHUCKLES]
The gold is good. Go.
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
The gold is good.
Okay.
The exchange location.
Check it out. Bring Quinn. Make sure it's safe.
I need David to deposit the gold.
The cases weigh more than 100 pounds.
You want to carry them?
Wait, I want to speak to her.
When this is over, think about coming with me.
Forty million dollars can give a very good life.
I'll think about it.
Quinn.
Are you playing me?
Does that feel like I'm playing?
DEEKS: Wow.
We should not mention that to Sam, like, ever.
It's not like she had a choice. She's protecting her cover.
Oh, that's interesting. Kind of like me when I was undercover with Monica?
Undercover or under the covers?
And there it is again, little green-eyed monster makes an appearance.
What does that mean?
Nothing. It means nothing.
Like I said, poor communication skills.
I never, ever, ever know what the hell you're talking about,
because you never say what you mean.
It's so frustrating. It's like working with a 14...
How's that for communication?
I gotta stay with Michelle.
David, take the other case. Go to the bank with Zhrov.
Put the gold in the box and come back and let's finish this.
Also put the handcuff on.
He will keep the key till you get to the bank.
Trust issues.
Hey, there is a lot of money in that case. Do not cross us.
[GRUNTING]
I've lost all electronic communication with Sam.
Hetty, I'm going in. Sam's in trouble.
That should bring them. Go.
[TIRES SCREECH]
Backup, I presume.
If there were anyone else, I'm sure they'd be here.
The keys to the handcuff for your gun.
Or I could tell him to shoot you. Then you'd both die.
Give me the keys.
Give me the keys!
I've lost all electronic contact with Deeks.
The cars are gone. They've left.
No sign of Sam or Deeks.
Sidorov needs them alive to find out if there are any other agents.
He still thinks he can make a deal.
Sidorov would just walk away. He's not gonna trust Janvier.
Unless Janvier is the one who tipped him off about Sam.
I'm heading back to the boatshed.
HETTY: Mr. Callen, control your emotions.
We need Janvier alive.
It's the only way to recover the bombs.
[COUGHING]
It was very touching watching your partner put his lips to yours
to breathe life back into you.
He cares very much for you.
But I think soon you're going to wish
he had let you die at the bottom of that pool.
Where's Quinn?
Ah, the beautiful Quinn.
The reason we're here.
So is she also an undercover agent?
What are you talking about?
I need to know if it's safe to sell the bombs.
Are there other undercover agents involved?
- You think I'm a cop? - No, an agent.
FBI, perhaps.
You're out of your mind.
Sidorov, you got this all wrong.
A room within a room like this has many functions.
Soundproofing, for example.
Is Quinn also an agent?
No.
[WHIRRING]
[ELECTRICITY BUZZING]
- Let's go. Inside. - Why?
It has to be a place to exchange the trucks.
The basement parking garage. Come on.
I've got them, Kensi. They're headed to the freight elevator.
KENSl: Give me a floor, Eric.
Why are we going up?
They're going up. I do not have a camera in the elevator.
They're supposed to be going to a location
where Vaziri and Sidorov can exchange trucks. This...
Hetty, this doesn't feel right. I wanna go in.
Go in, Agent Blye.
Bring me at least one of the Russians alive.
On it.
Eric, I'm gonna need another elevator.
Public elevators in the front of the building.
And you're gonna have to go through security.
- Where are the stairs? - Far end of the hall.
Kensi, they stopped at the 30th floor.
No leaving until we get the call from Isaak.
- Why is Isaak doing this? MAYA: Don't know.
But you know he loves you, so don't make us hurt you.
I'm out of here.
[ALL GRUNTING]
[GROANING]
[BOTH GRUNTING]
- Michelle! - Aah!
Is Quinn an undercover agent?
She's not an agent.
But I know you are, as sure as I'm standing here.
- But maybe you got it wrong. - No, David.
An old and trusted friend told me.
CALLEN: Hold on.
Get out.
Leave the building.
You gave Sam up!
You can't hurt me anymore.
Not after what I've gone through.
Which, by the way, Agent Callen,
I blame you for.
You gave me to them.
This is all your doing.
Look into my eyes.
I still only live for one thing.
To kill what you love.
"David. Agent."
Good?
Very good. Thank you.
Sidorov is going to kill your beloved partner.
[MACHINE WHIRRING] [SAM YELLING]
[PANTING]
Your body is literally burning. Are you that strong-willed?
What is it?
She's not an agent.
This isn't going to work. Let's start on the other one.
Why was I wasting my time with you when I have the weak one?
[WHEEZES]
That doesn't look very fun.
Is it safe to sell the bombs, or are there other undercover agents?
I already told you, I'm an LAPD narcotics officer.
We were casing the house...
I don't even know him, man.
[DEEKS GRUNTING]
[YELLING]
Is Quinn an undercover agent?
Yes or no?
Come on, man.
What are you doing? What are you doing?
[DRILL WHIRRING]
No.
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