I got a suspicious package on a bench.
Requesting backup for containment
while I check it out.
Daddy, I found it.
(alarm sounds)
I've got mall security in pursuit of a couple, uh, Santas.
Hey! Stop!
LAPD! Stop!
LAPD!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Drop your weapon!
Release the woman now!
(woman gasps)
♪ NCIS: LA 6x11 ♪ Humbug Original Air Date on December 15, 2014
== sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man
♪ ♪
Wow. What are you mad about?
I'm not mad.
Just bombed that bag with a spinning back kick.
That is a pure aggression release.
Trying different techniques.
You hate spinning back kicks.
You say they're impractical.
They are impractical.
It's like side control in grappling.
It may work on pay-per-view.
Try that on the street, I'll bite your ear off.
(chuckles) (beeps)
(sighs)
I'm going to San Francisco for the holidays.
That's great. That's what you wanted.
I wanted to spend Christmas
with my beautiful wife and daughter.
You know, nice hotel.
Good food, see the sights.
Just the three of us.
What about Aidan?
He's cold-weather training in Virginia.
Didn't come home for Thanksgiving.
He's working his ass off to become a cadet sergeant.
I'm proud of him.
But I haven't seen him in three months.
Well, boy is focused.
Just like his old man. - Yeah.
He's in high school, supposed to have fun.
You know what I was doing at that age?
Nothing you want your son doing, I can promise you that.
Hey, what, uh, what hotel you staying at?
Oh, Michelle's sister bought a pied-à-terre.
Sounds nice. - Sounds small.
She says "pied-à-terre."
I say the kitchen's in the bedroom.
Hold on a second.
She wants you to stay there with them?
All three of us.
And Michelle's sister.
And Michelle's sister's three cats.
No, you tell 'em, "I appreciate the offer,
I think we'd all be a little more comfortable at a hotel."
That's all.
(chuckles) Yeah, sure.
Tell my wife I don't want to stay with her baby sister.
Exactly, be totally honest with her.
The level to which you don't understand marriage
is astounding.
(bell rings)
Round's over, we caught a case.
Perfect timing. Saved by the Beale.
I know you're the kind of guy who likes to improve
in all areas at all times.
It is my job to dole out advice.
(sighs) - On all topics.
Granger's still not back?
No, his recovery is taking a little longer than expected.
This morning
thieves hit an office in Sherman Oaks,
and they set a server room on fire.
The office belongs to a cyber-security company,
See Bug Systems.
They were closed for the holidays.
See Bug's founder, Peter Weber,
is an expert in the field of anti-malware,
or malicious software.
Malware can be designed to breach government computers,
secure servers, even power plants.
It's basically the terrorism of the Internet.
NELL: Which is exactly why
the Department of Defense needs people like Weber.
They've recently began vetting him
to help fight foreign cyber attacks.
And now DoD wants to ensure that nothing harmful
against national security has been taken from the office.
What about the guy LAPD arrested?
Mmm, Billy Rex.
He grew up in the system.
Ventura Youth Correctional.
He did postgrad studies at Norco Prison.
This guy has been charged for everything,
from assault to armed robbery.
This guy goes from strong-arm robberies
to stealing computer viruses?
They find anything on him?
A nine millimeter, that's it.
Which means whatever they stole was
in the other two Santas' bags.
And unfortunately,
the Santa beards make facial rec impossible.
LAPD is currently transporting him
to the boatshed for questioning.
We'll hit Weber's office.
Kensi, Deeks, why don't you, uh, talk to Rex.
Find out what he was looking for.
Not so fast, Mr. Callen.
I think it's best
if you and Mr. Hanna stayed away from the crime scene.
Why's that?
Mr. Beale, play the rest of the footage.
Hold on, stop that.
Zoom in.
SAM: Joelle.
Joelle? What do you mean?
Like, Callen's Joelle?
She sent me a text to call her, but I never got back to her.
HETTY: The LAPD reports that she's doing fine.
Just steer clear of her until the case is resolved.
Both of you have a cover to maintain.
We'll question Billy Rex in the boatshed.
You know, we should probably, uh, interview Joelle.
About the case, right?
Yeah, no, that, too. - Yeah.
That's her.
Joelle Taylor?
Thank you, Tony.
Hi, I'm Detective Marty Deeks, LAPD.
This is my partner,
Kensi Blye, NCIS. - Hi.
Hello. Um, who did you say you worked for?
Oh, we're, uh, federal agents.
Please, have a seat.
Okay.
Sorry all of this happened to you.
How are you?
I'm fine.
I'm just glad the police caught the guy.
We're looking into the case right now.
Did you see anything that might help us
track the guys that got away?
Well, I told the police, I didn't see much.
I-I heard the alarm, and then I saw the Santas...
the men running-- I didn't know what was happening.
Do you have any idea where they might have gone to?
Well, they ran into the lower level
of the parking garage over there.
And that's when the other guy grabbed me.
All right, thank you, that was very helpful.
So, uh, Preston's is a pretty high-end men's clothing line.
(laughing): Deeks.
Yeah, I was here buying a Christmas gift for my boyfriend.
Oh, cool, what'd you get him?
I-I bought him a dress shirt and a tie.
He's a securities trader.
I don't really know what that is,
but he's got to wear a suit every day.
I think he'll love it.
I'm-I'm sure that he will.
I know, right?
It's awful.
I mean, who does that?
Buys their, buys their boyfriend a safe gift.
What is that?
What is, what is a safe gift?
Zero risk.
Something that says anything but
"you're the most important person in my world."
DEEKS: Wow, you've obviously put a lot of thought into this.
Well, I'm good at the safe gift.
It's a girlfriend thing I could be better at.
Yeah, I think he's gonna love the shirt and tie
because it's coming from you.
DEEKS: Not that he wouldn't enjoy, uh,
you know, like, a leather gym bag a tad bit more, though.
That's actually a really good idea.
It is a good idea.
How did you come...? (cell phone rings)
Oh.
Speak of the devil.
It's my boyfriend.
Wow. Nice to meet you.
You, too. - Bye.
So glad you got my message.
You will never believe what happened to me.
Office. Yeah, no, definitely. Coming.
CALLEN: What happened? What's going on?
I was shopping today, and this crazy guy grabbed me.
But you're okay?
He, uh...
Well, he held a gun to me.
He didn't hurt you?
No, no, I-I'm fine.
Look, uh, Jo, I'm gonna see what I can do about getting out
of this, uh, meeting with this investment group.
No. No, Callen, don't.
Really, I'm-I'm fine.
Jo, I-I'd like to be there for you.
And you will be.
Tonight.
Look, I know how important those meetings are.
So, go.
Go make some deals or trades or whatever it is you do.
I'll see you later.
Okay.
I'll see you tonight.
Sounds like she's holding up well.
Yeah.
Yeah, she's, uh...
she's even worried about me making my investment meeting.
I missed a few holidays and birthdays for those "meetings."
Guy put a gun to Jo's head, Sam.
I want to have a little talk with him about that.
ERIC: Hey, guys.
I just got word, Billy Rex escaped custody.
They were transferring him to you when this occurred...
He's capable.
And dangerous.
Guy like that's not breaking into Weber's office
for your standard smash-and-grab.
MAN: Please don't touch that. MAN 2: Just doing my job.
Bet that's Weber. - Yeah.
Yeah, there's a lot of... lot of data, lot of... Yeah?
NCIS. Is there a problem here?
NCIS, okay, thank you.
It took DoD long enough to send somebody.
I'm Detective Deeks, this is my partner Kensi Blye, NCIS.
I'm sorry, uh, Mr. Weber,
your office was broken into less than an hour ago.
Yeah, and in that period of time,
local PD managed to arrest and lose the only suspect.
This is Billy Rex, do you recognize him?
No, never seen him.
Uh, any idea where he's gone?
Well, he has no history of cyber-crime, so there's
no reason to believe this is anything but a smash-and-grab.
Can you list the items that were stolen?
Uh, sure.
I'm missing six tablets, three laptops, and, uh...
...one Xena: Warrior Princess leather miniskirt
and matching armored bustier.
Wow, not creepy at all. Bustier.
It's worth a lot. I'm sure it is.
So, uh, for a high-tech company,
the security is pretty...
Uh, well, DoD was set to install their own security system
upon completion of my review.
After the holidays.
Right. - Do you have any idea
why the thieves would burn down your server room?
No, I... I have no idea.
I'd love to get in there and find out.
I could patch a recovery program
and see whether or not they made off with any of our malware.
I'm sorry, did you say your malware?
Yeah.
I thought that you created systems
to fight against the malware.
(chuckles) Unbelievable.
You've heard of the CDC, right?
They have flu viruses so they can study them,
so they can figure out how to fight them.
You do the same thing here with malware.
Yeah.
And the malware on these servers...
it's the worst of the worst.
It's the stuff of nightmares.
Nell, you got eyes on Bill Rex?
(Nell sighs)
Nothing yet. After he escaped custody,
it's like he just vanished.
But LAPD says that
he is a known associate
of a bookie named Lincoln Tate.
They have an open investigation on him.
If Rex stole something valuable from Weber's office,
Tate would make the perfect fence.
Oh, and we got a lead on the other two Santas.
Looks like they escaped in a 1993 Ford Mustang.
I tracked it to a motel in West L.A.
CALLEN: All right. Send Kensi and Deeks to the motel.
We'll visit this bookie,
see if we can get a line on Billy Rex.
Got it. Oh, and I'm sending
Tate's LAPD file to your phone now.
(sighs)
Talk to me, baby.
Come on.
Tell me something good.
Purr for me.
Daddy's right here.
Show me what you got-- hey.
Was I, um...?
No.
I wasn't talking to myself?
I heard nothing.
Are you sure?
Because sometimes I'm just like,
"Buh, buh, buh, buh..." Look, I...
Sorry. I have to cancel our plans for next weekend.
What?
The Christmas Horror Movie Festival?
We've been talking about that for weeks.
Yeah. Jack Frost; Silent Night, Deadly Night...
Gremlins.
"Bright light, bright light!"
(laughs) - I know.
Tickets are nonrefundable.
So is this plane ticket I just bought.
What?
Hetty just let me know
I can go home early to see my family, so...
Hey, that's... that's great.
Of course. You know, we'll just, um...
we'll rent the movies when you get back.
Okay. - Okay.
Unless... - Yeah?
I don't know, maybe you...
want to
come home with me.
Aah!
Oh!
(clears throat) - I'm sorry.
No, uh, don't be.
(computer beeps)
Hey. I'm in.
Okay, so... I'm searching the servers
that we recovered from See Bug.
At the time of the break-in, only one file
was downloaded onto a thumb drive.
860 kilobytes?
That's... not that much.
Huh. No.
But it's enough.
I gotta talk to Callen and Sam.
Yeah.
What do you got, Eric?
ERIC: Well, I managed to I.D.
the malware that the thieves took.
It affects something called PLCs.
Programmable Logic Controllers.
They're used in industrial computer systems
to control automation.
What kind of industrial systems?
Well, the specific PLCs that this malware targets
are only found in U.S. electric power plants.
Guys, this bug could crash
the entire nation's grid for weeks.
And no power, no communications.
No heat.
75 degrees here, but it's cold everywhere else.
ERIC: This kind of malware could be
worth millions to the right buyer.
And millions to the guy that brokers the deal.
Let's go talk to our bookie.
Thanks, Eric.
It's pretty crazy how, uh,
Joelle can't tell Callen how she feels about him.
Yeah, well, if she can't get him a gift
that says, "I care about you,"
how is she gonna have that conversation?
Just saying, life's a little short
for that kind of hopscotch. Amen to that.
Hey, is your mom still going on that cruise with her friends?
Yeah. Yeah, she is.
Will we still get a couple days off from, uh, from work?
That's what Hetty said, thankfully.
Well, I'm thinking about jumping in the truck,
going up to Mammoth, doing a little bit of snowboarding.
Oh. That sounds like fun.
There's a great hotel up there that takes dogs,
if you want to come.
(laughing): Wow, okay.
No, I don't mean that you...
I mean that I'm bringing Monty
to Mammoth, and... - Mm-hmm.
...you know, we talked about it...
(coughs): and we think you should come.
Okay. I haven't really been snowboarding in a while, but...
So, yes.
So we got a plan. - We have a plan.
We're going snowboarding. Up top.
Okay. - Holiday plans.
Mustang. - Mustang.
KENSI: We should, uh,
probably start... knocking on doors or...
I got a better idea.
CALLEN: Beachside office, huh?
SAM: When in Rome.
Feliz Navidad, hombres.
Agent Callen.
Agent Hanna.
Gonna ask you a few questions.
Agents, huh?
Here I thought you two were selling massages by the minute.
(Tate laughing)
Take a walk.
Okay.
Why you guys coming at me like this, huh?
We're gonna ask you a few questions,
and your answers are going to determine
whether or not you get to lay there all day
or you wind up in some hole down at Guantanamo.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Back that up.
Back that up, okay?
I'm a bookie, brothers.
A patriot.
If serving my country means serving me,
ask and I shall answer.
Guy who works for you... Billy Rex?
He robbed someone he shouldn't have.
Rex is dead to me.
He was my top guy for almost ten years
but was getting restless.
He started, like, searching for side jobs.
Bigger risk. Bigger reward.
And?
And last week he takes off.
Disappears.
Same day, my accountant calls me up
and he says he's found something wrong with my money.
We set up a meet...
he doesn't show up.
My guys find him dead a few days later.
You think Rex did it.
I'm not the kind of guy
who believes in coincidences.
Tell us where Rex is.
We'll take care of him for you.
(laughs)
Yeah, you know, uh, I would if I could.
But Billy Rex is a worm
in the truest sense of the word.
That boy, he goes underground,
and trust me, he's gone.
DEEKS: I want to meet the owner...
Oh!
(car alarm whooping)
...of the worst Mustang ever made!
You picked the wrong car to mess with.
How you think this is gonna go?
Oh, I don't know, you tell me.
Put it down.
DEEKS: You heard her. Drop it.
Get on your knees.
DEEKS: Going in.
Kensi, I think I got a body.
(clears throat)
(belches loudly)
Oh.
Oh...
Well, Merry Christmas to me.
Leroy Moss.
That's quite a rap sheet...
albeit unimpressive.
Indecent exposure's kind of impressive.
I could show you if you like.
Oh.
Well, you could pull out whatever you want.
Can't guarantee you'll leave with it, though.
Oh, come on, I just thought, you know...
you got a little handsy when you searched me--
a little personal,
a little intimate.
I liked it.
Hmm.
Well, I was...
looking for something from the break-in this morning.
A thumb drive.
Didn't take no thumb drive.
I would think carefully about your next answer, Leroy.
Because if your friend
talks before you do,
guess who serves more time.
(belches) Mom...
I'm sorry, what?
No, definitely... definitely not your mom.
According to this, your mom is still serving time
in Victorville Pen for-- wow, look at that--
operating a meth lab.
So I guess you're not entirely to blame
for your current situation, then, are you?
Why don't you tell me
where the malware is, Stuart?
Where's the malware?
Where's the mal...
Ware's the Mal?
Wait... who's Mal, man?
Not mal man,
it's a... malware, it's... oh, wow.
This is...
You're firing on all cylinders.
It's a thumb drive.
Thumb drive.
Oh.
Rex has it.
Mm-hmm.
Wrong answer, Leroy.
Okay, no, wait! Wait!
Come back.
Rex is the one that went into the room
with all of the, uh... computer stuff.
Servers.
Yeah, sure, whatever.
Rex went to the servers, okay?
Then he plugged something in,
then he poured gasoline all over the servers.
When he pulled out his lighter,
Stu and me just ran.
All right, so...
Rex has the thumb drive.
Where's he taking it?
He's not going anywhere,
because you arrested him.
Wait...
are you a cop?
I am a cop, just like I was
the first two times you asked that question.
Still a cop.
Oh, man.
This doesn't look like a police station.
How did Rex know about the malware?
Did he ever tell you who got him this job?
All I know
is Rex thought he could make money off this thing.
A lot of money.
And Rex...
I don't know if you've noticed,
but he's kind of a scary guy.
So...
I didn't ask a lot of questions.
Okay. Good talk.
Anything else you wanted to bring up at this point?
Hmm?
(snoring)
Hmm, all right, fair enough.
Yeah. - Huh... what?
No.
All right. Thanks, Kens.
Other two Santas didn't have the thumb drive.
It wasn't in the motel room?
They said Rex had it.
But LAPD didn't find it on him.
You're Rex.
I'm LAPD.
I got you pinned down,
but you're holding millions of dollar'' worth of malware.
What do you do?
I drop it.
Leave it somewhere safe
till I can escape and come back for it.
But where?
Or with who?
CALLEN: Zoom in there.
Slow it down.
Now stop it.
What is it?
Rex had to have placed that thumb drive
somewhere on Jo.
SAM: He doesn't know who she is, G.
By the time he escaped, she was gone from the crime scene.
CALLEN: Yeah, but he's gonna be searching for her.
We've got to find Rex before he finds Jo.
And I may know how to do that.
Our malware expert, Peter Weber.
It didn't make any sense.
I mean, h-how did a Neanderthal like Rex know to go after
high-tech property that belonged to Weber?
So, I went looking for a common denominator.
SAM: The bookie?
Weber was gambling?
No. And yes.
Over the past six months,
Tate's legit bank accounts were hit
by a targeted malware attack.
Money was being skimmed
and sent to a separate corporate account
that I managed to link back to Weber.
SAM: That's what the accountant wanted to tell Tate.
Except he told Billy Rex first.
Tate's top man.
So, Rex sees the opportunity for an easy score.
Kills his boss' accountant.
He goes after Weber and the stolen money.
Somewhere along the line,
the money grew to include some big malware payday.
If Rex wants that payday, he's gonna have to get Jo.
Find the thumb drive.
I'll bring in Weber.
(door rattling)
Hello?
(rattling continues)
(gasps) Oh, my God.
(laughing): Callen.
I wasn't expecting you for another few hours.
Mmm.
Pushed my last meeting, and I, uh, I snuck out early.
Oh, macaroons, thank you.
Mm-hmm.
Yeah, figured after the day you had, you deserved it.
These... - (gasps) Ooh.
...are for you.
And I'm even...
going to cook you a little dinner.
Really? - Mm-hmm.
You can't even fry an egg.
That's a good point.
But you know what I can do?
I can open a bottle of wine.
You have no idea how scary it is,
having someone hold a gun on you.
I can only imagine.
I love you for coming to be with me.
Better get some water for these flowers.
Callen's gonna have to get clear of Joelle
if he's gonna find that thumb drive.
It's got to be weird running an op on your girlfriend.
She might not be his girlfriend after this op.
Wow, really?
Any more depressing thoughts you want to have this afternoon?
I'm just saying that this job tends to ruin
any chance at a personal life.
That's not true, look at us.
We're going on a trip together, that's personal.
We're going skiing to Mammoth.
That's practical, actually.
We have the same days off,
and it's only a few hours from Los Angeles.
Okay, so it's a personal trip
that just happens to be incredibly practical.
What's wrong with that?
Nothing.
Nothing wrong with it.
You're... you're right.
Mmm.
More, please.
Mm-hmm.
Ooh.
Oops.
Looks like we need more.
There's a nice Pinot Noir in the hallway rack.
I will find it. - Okay.
I'll be right back.
♪
Kensi, Deeks.
I got the drive.
In here? Okay.
Yeah.
Musty. Whoa.
Sit down.
Uh, okay, if I just, you know...
I just got to tell you, y-you can chill on the, uh...
the aggressive front, okay?
'Cause... 'cause I'm-I'm here to help you recover my property.
I'm here to help you.
Um...
You're, uh...
(laughs nervously)
You're freaking me out, sitting so close.
If you don't prove helpful,
Mr. Weber,
I may just drop you
in general population at Twin Towers prison.
Um...
Y-You can't do that.
You're correct.
But I think it would take about a week
for the mistake to be sorted out.
Do you think you could last a week?
I-I can't be around prisoners.
We know you were skimming off
of Lincoln Tate's accounts.
And Billy Rex found out about it.
(sighs)
Okay.
Look.
Rex said he'd kill me if I didn't give him
every single dollar I stole.
Plus interest.
And I didn't...
I-I didn't have it.
I'm not gonna let that psycho shoot me.
So, you told him about...
the power grid malware.
It's worth millions.
The only problem was-- you were under DoD oversight.
Couldn't just give it to him.
You had to make it look like a robbery.
Where is Mr. Rex right now?
Before he was arrested,
Rex dropped the malware into a lady's shopping bag.
And then he contacted me just before you guys picked me up.
What did you do?
I-I accessed the records of that store, what's it called?
Preston's.
And I gave Rex that lady's I.D.
and address.
He's headed there now.
Callen, we're a go.
I got Rex and two guys just stepped out of an SUV.
They're heading towards Joelle's house.
Heads up.
I'll move to intercept.
(cork pops)
(Christmas music plays)
Oh.
(laughs)
What are we doing?
Mmm, I think we're dancing, but I could be wrong.
I haven't done this very often.
We've never done this.
Never? - Uh-uh.
Hmm.
First time for everything.
What was that? - Nothing.
I didn't hear a thing.
Sorry.
I'm a little jumpy today. - Yeah.
Nothing, I didn't see anything.
Callen, we don't have the other two.
(glass shatters)
Was that in my bedroom?!
This way.
We need to call the police.
(screams)
You have a gun?!
Oh, my God, you shot him?!
Callen, that was the guy from this morning.
What the hell is going on?
You just got to trust me.
I'll get us out of this.
Do you trust me, Jo?
Who are you?
We have to get out of the open.
Callen, just stop.
What are we doing?
I've never seen you like this.
Jo, I promise you, I'll explain everything.
Right now, we have got to move.
MAN: Got 'em in the back alley.
BILLY REX: Copy. Headed your way.
Federal agents! Drop it!
Put it down!
On the floor, right now, on your knees.
All the way down!
Hands behind your back.
Callen.
Callen, do you copy?
Where are you?
I got nothing.
What is that?
Wh-What are you doing?
Stay inside, lock the door.
I'll come get you when it's safe.
No, Callen...
Jo, this'll be over fast.
Now, what are you gonna do?
Lock the door and wait for you.
That's right.
(rapid gunshots)
(grunting)
(panting)
Thought you said you were gonna stay in the garage.
I thought you said you were a securities trader.
(indistinct radio transmissions)
See you later.
Get this to Eric and Nell, tell them to keep it secure.
Oh, the computer virus that can plunge America into darkness?
Shouldn't I just throw this into the burn room?
That would be a bad idea,
'cause of the chain of evidence and all that.
Yeah, I got it.
She gonna be okay?
I'm about to find out.
Good luck.
Let me guess.
Not the first time you've had to put your life on the line
to save a lady.
And Sam?
I'm guessing he's...
not in the medical equipment field, is he?
No.
But Michelle, she's still...
(sighs)
Their kids are just kids.
(chuckles)
Humbug.
Yeah, I guess I did kind of ruin Christmas.
No, that's not what...
At school this week,
I was reading the kids A Christmas Carol.
They, um, wanted to know
what "humbug" meant.
So we looked it up.
It means deception.
A fraud.
An imposter.
(sighs)
Anyway...
Thanks for saving my life, Callen.
Jo... - I think you should leave now.
(sighs)
NELL: Beale!
Move it or lose it!
Wheels up in 90!
Yeah, yeah, sorry.
Sorry, sorry, sorry. (chuckles)
Is that a camera?
Is that what we came all the way back here for?
Yeah, I realized, if I'm gonna meet your family,
what's my cover, right?
You're a news editor,
so I figured photojournalist by day,
superhero by night.
(laughs)
Okay, Clark.
I think we're gonna have to come up something
a little more believable than that.
Okay, like what?
Well, it has to make sense
that you'd be coming home with me.
Right.
Like, a boyfriend.
(shutter clicks) - Aah!
(scoffs) Mr. No Pants,
you do realize that it's gonna be freezing back East, right?
What? I'm wearing a scarf.
My first day back,
and you give the entire team the day off?
Owen.
I wasn't expecting you.
And I make it a point to always expect
the unexpected.
It'll take more than a little poison to get rid of me.
Besides, I'd rather catch up on work.
Holidays are for the sentimental.
Oh, you're not such a Grinch.
I know there's still a heart in there somewhere.
You're right.
(sighs)
I'm just not telling you where it is.
For my own personal safety.
Oh.
Smart man.
Merry Christmas, Owen.
Merry Christmas, Henrietta.
Any idea why Michelle wanted us all to come down here today?
Nope.
She wants to skate, we skate.
You didn't think to ask why?
Marriage, G.
Marriage.
Uh-huh.
Hey.
Hey, Kam.
Hey, Uncle Callen.
How are you? - Good.
Hey.
Hi. - Hey.
You heard anything from Jo?
No, I don't think I will.
Sam-Dog! - Yo.
I got them, I got your skates,
size 14. - No.
Come on, come on. Don't mind him.
He's just mad 'cause he can't do it. What?
I could if I wanted to. I don't.
When am I gonna be in a situation
where I need to put blades on my feet and move across ice?
I live in L.A. It's ridiculous.
All right, how about this?
I will use my personal Christmas bonus
to buy you lessons.
Wait, we get a Christmas bonus this year?
We always get a Christmas bonus.
(laughs)
Wait, seriously?
Seriously?
I didn't get a Christmas bonus. Always get a Christmas bonus.
I didn't get a Christmas bonus! All right. Oh, my gosh.
Aah!
Triple Salchows.
Aah!
All right, Kensilina.
There you go.
Um, I just,
I-I want to talk to you for a second.
No, no. - (grunts)
I got to go skate. - Come here.
Deeks!
Come here.
I... All right. - Ow!
Okay. - Go for Santa.
(chuckles)
(sighs)
What's going on?
You're freaking me out.
Oh, my gosh.
You plan these things to say, and when the time comes,
you can't say them.
Um...
Just you and me.
Kensi and Deeks, Deeks and Kensi.
A-Alone, we're bold,
we're brash,
we can move mountains.
And...
together we're...
Um... - We're safe.
Yeah, together we're safe.
Yeah, I know.
I want to be bold,
Deeks.
But I want to be bold with you.
So no more games then?
No more games.
Chips on the table?
All in.
Tonight? Tomorrow.
And the day af...
Dad, can I get a hot chocolate?
Sure, Kam.
Get your mom one, too, okay?
Okay.
(chuckles)
I have a surprise for you.
Really? - Mm-hmm.
So, you're an impossible man to shop for,
so I didn't even try.
SAM: Aiden.
Good to see you, Dad.
(chuckles)
Ah.
I thought you were training in Virginia.
I, uh, missed the California sun.
Aiden, are you AWOL?
No, sir, and I'd appreciate you addressing me
as Cadet Sergeant.
You were promoted?
I'm proud of you, son.
Thanks, Dad.
(sighs)
So, you can skate.
I know that about you now.
You got my message.
Mm-hmm.
That's them?
Your family?
Yeah.
I'd like you to meet them.
If you want.
I can't, Callen.
I can't meet them.
Not until I meet you.
Okay.
What do you want to know about me?
Hmm.
Well...
how about we start with your first name?
(chuckles)
That is a little bit complicated.
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