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This better be good, G.
You don't have coffee?
Do you want coffee?
No. I'm going back to bed soon. What's going on?
I found these in that cabinet.
What's that mean? What cabinet? What are you talking about?
You remember a while back, I asked you what Hetty kept
in that locked cabinet in the archive room
where the old files are?
No.
You made the comment that they were lined with lead
and you couldn't see in with your X-ray vision?
Nope. But that's funny.
Tell me you didn't break into that cabinet.
Well, technically, I didn't break anything.
Well, that's one way to end your career.
I shut off the security cameras.
Oh, this just keeps getting better.
Look. You need to take a look at this.
So I can end my career with you? That's a hard pass.
You just made me an accessory
by showing me this stuff. Just put it back. We'll pretend
- it was all a bad dream, all right? - Hold on.
Not until you look at this.
I'm not going anywhere near that stuff.
Seriously, you should try sleeping at night.
You know, after 48 hours,
you start hallucinating. After 96,
you're talking sleep deprivation psychosis.
Okay, well, I'm not hallucinating, and I'm not psychotic.
These are files on foster children
going back decades, some as young as the age of six.
So?
So, you don't find that strange?
Stranger than you waking me up in the middle of the night
to inform me that you violated
God knows how many rules,
not to mention codes of conduct?
Subject 17.
Male. Caucasian.
Date of birth, August 8, 1976.
That's my birthday.
These kids were put through all sorts of cognitive tests.
We call that school.
This wasn't school.
They were psychologically profiling
and screening these kids.
For what?
I don't know exactly.
But it reads like a junior version
of the same sort of selection process
they put me through at the CIA.
Oh.
There you are, Hetty.
Agent Blye.
You going somewhere?
Well, a short business trip.
What kind of a short business trip
requires a suitcase full of secret weapons?
Sorry. I don't want
to interrupt your packing or anything, which...
clearly, I've already done.
Uh...
Can I ask you for something
- kind of personal? - Always.
Okay.
Uh, as you may or may not know,
Deeks and I have been trying to get pregnant.
Like, really trying.
I mean, we've been to fertility doctors
and alternative medicine, and, hell, we've even resorted
to a Magic 8 Ball.
Um...
It's just come to that time where now we're considering adoption,
and I... we. We were wondering
if we could use you as a person of reference.
Oh. Um, no.
Oh.
Oh, no, no, no.
I'm, um,
I'm honored.
Truly, I am.
But I'm not, uh, the right person for that.
What do you mean? I mean, you're...
You're one of the most respected people
in the intelligence community.
Yes, which is vastly different from the parenting community.
Besides, a reference
from the director or SECNAV
would be vastly more impressive,
and I think
I could make that happen for you.
That... Wow.
That would be great. Thank you.
I'll let you get back to your packing. I...
Thank you again.
You never read anything so slow in your life.
You know how sometimes it's really hard for you to tell
you're starting to annoy me?
This is one of those times.
Remember the Russian dolphin case?
As opposed to all our other dolphin cases? I mean,
that Norwegian dolphin case was a doozy.
I sent you and Rountree to the Marine Institute. Do you know why?
You have an unnatural aversion to sea life?
It was because of something Kilbride said to me.
"Stay away from the sea urchins."
I'm being serious.
You're being weird.
He said that I had a biased opinion towards Hetty
because she hired you,
but she created me.
He said
"created."
You don't think that's an odd choice of words?
You've known her since you were a teenager.
He was probably referencing
her influence on your life choices.
Well, according to this file, I may have known her
since I was, like, eight.
You remember her as a kid?
No.
Then this is probably not you.
It's a bunch of underprivileged kids
who were given an opportunity
to live life to their full potential.
Please. Nobody helps the underprivileged
unless they have an ulterior motive.
G, look.
I know conspiracy theories
have replaced common sense
with a large portion of the population,
- but you're smarter than that. - This is not...
Let me finish.
You've had a rough couple of years.
More than anyone could or should have to handle.
Your father. Your sister. Your nephew.
Joelle. Anna.
Not to mention the COVID year we just had.
You need to get away from all of this.
You need to go some place quiet. You need to unplug
and detox from all of it.
Trust me.
You made me do the same thing after Michelle was killed.
Now it's your turn.
Deep down, you know I'm right.
Probably. But...
I mean, come on.
You got to admit this is sketchy.
I don't know what "this" is.
It's probably best we both don't.
Yeah, because you're not Subject 17.
Look, fine. I...
Maybe I am obsessed, okay?
Maybe I'm messed-up. But my whole life,
I have been searching to figure out who I am.
And just when I thought I knew,
- this comes up. - Mm.
Remember Pandora's box?
Want my advice?
Walk away from this.
Go on with your life as it is now.
It's good. Enjoy that.
Because if you go down this rabbit hole, G,
you might not like what you find.
You might even get lost.
You know the CIA's motto?
"The Work of a Nation. Center for Intelligence."
- That's the official motto. - Yeah.
The unofficial motto.
John 8:32.
"Ye shall know the truth,
and the truth shall set you free."
That's all I've ever wanted, Sam.
We all deserve to know the truth.
What are you guys doing here?
- Working on something. - Oh.
- Everything's still off. - What are you doing here?
I came to see if there was a tripped breaker
or something. But we got a case.
What's the case?
A passerby shot this cell phone video
of two women having an altercation outside
of a Trader Joe's in Marina del Rey.
This is what happens when they run out of Mandarin chicken.
No, I'm serious. I had a woman hit me
with a bottle of Two Buck Chuck once
'cause I reached for the last bag.
When did soccer moms get so vicious?
Why are we watching this, Fatima?
Wait for it.
Oh.
That's that Russian SVR agent.
Zasha Gagarin.
Looks like Russia recalled your asset.
I wouldn't say she's that lucky.
And that's the woman
who was kidnapped with the bomb vest.
Joelle Taylor.
Kensi and Deeks are on their way to the scene.
They won't find anything.
Joelle would have seen to that. Only thing
she can't control is an eyewitness with a cell phone.
That's pretty brave, trying to pull this off
- in broad daylight. - She's desperate.
For what?
Revenge.
You will never believe
what just came across my desk.
Well, if it was a large cockroach
with only one antenna,
his name is Sheldon,
and he's become sort of an office mascot.
Oh.
I put him through my shredder last week.
Well, nobody told me he had a name.
No, these were travel orders.
You think you're going back?
- Well, I think I have to. - Well,
I think somebody has to,
but I'm not so sure it should be you.
You made a bloody mess of things
- over there the last time. - Hmm.
Now, I will sign the order,
but if you make it worse, you will be sacrificed
for the sake of diplomacy, and if you do
something really stupid and find yourself
in a cage again,
you will be disavowed.
Well, that's-that's really...
terribly encouraging.
We don't really expect to find anything
- here, do we? - Well, if we find Zasha's car,
we know where Zasha's been.
And Joelle must have been watching her,
so that means we find out where Joelle's been, as well.
So if we find where Joelle's been, then...
Then we have enough clues to figure out where she is now
- and where she took Zasha. - They grow up so fast.
It's a fantastic theory, Sherlie-locks,
except for the fact that Joelle is a high-level operator,
which means she's probably already had Zasha's car towed
as her own, right? Stashed or ditched some place.
Along with the van that she was driving.
And even if we find said vehicles,
both of them will be wiped down or contaminated
to the point where they're forensically useless.
Right. Sunshine and gunpowder,
meet storm cloud and quicksand.
Oh, I like that. Quicksand's cool.
Quicksand is...? Right,
until it sucks you under.
What are you talking about? That's the part
that makes it cool. Otherwise, it's just a beach.
Oh, my gosh. Hey, Fatima. What's up?
Wait for it. Wait for it.
- Really? - Yep.
Okay. Thanks.
So, security cam footage shows
that Zasha's car was towed.
Boom! Quicksand for the win.
All right. Let's go, Sandy.
What's going on? Why are you so sad?
You really didn't expect to find anything here, did you?
No, that's not it at all.
Though that would have been helpful. It's, uh...
My conversation with Hetty today
just really threw me off when she refused
to be a person of reference for us.
Well, hold on a second. I don't think she refused that.
I think that she was just offering up a better suggestion.
SECNAV?
- Yeah, that's not gonna happen. - It might not,
but the director could and probably will.
I mean, I think Hetty's just trying to be helpful.
No, I just don't think that's what it was.
- She would do anything for us, right? - Right.
I think she genuinely believed
she'd be detrimental to our adoption process.
Why? What is that about?
Well, she did go through
that awkward adolescent cannibal phase.
Come on, sweetie. I'm being serious.
What is more serious than people eating other people?
- It's one of the seven deadly sins. - No. It is not.
- Cannibalism is not a deadly sin? - Why do I bother?
What about when you-you turn without using your turn signal?
Or you cut people off on the freeway?
That's got to be a deadly sin. Hey, Siri?
Tell me the seven deadly sins.
- I can't with you. - All seven of them!
You think Joelle would hurt Zasha?
I think Joelle would do anything to get to Katya.
She lost
her family and her leg because of her.
Neither of which have anything to do with Zasha.
Joelle knows that, but I think she's probably hoping
she can force Zasha to use her SVR connections
- to locate Katya. - And if she can't?
Then again, Zasha may know how to find her.
Katya's own country wants her out of the picture
before she creates even more problems for the Kremlin.
They must be actively hunting her.
This could actually be a good thing, though.
No one's gonna be upset if Joelle takes out Katya.
No longer be a threat for you and Anna.
You still with me on this one?
Katya went to the same sort of spy school as Anna.
Yeah, the royal princess place that Arkady told us about.
The Institute of Noble Maidens.
He said they trained those little girls since
they were children so that by the time they were in their 20s,
they had almost ten years of trade craft.
Yeah, nothing's changed. They-they do the same thing
with athletes, uh, musicians, ballerinas.
Yeah, but he said that I should know this more than anyone.
And I-I thought he just meant
because Anna had told me about her past,
but he meant because of Hetty.
He said Hetty did the same thing with her orphans.
You heard him say that, right?
Right?
I just thought he was, you know, being Arkady.
Plus, you told him Hetty never trained you.
She just helped you out when you were a teenager, right?
I don't know. I...
Reading these files triggered something I'd forgotten
from when I was really young.
Tests I had taken. I...
They told me I had dyslexia,
and I had to do these remedial exercises.
But the more I think about it...
...the more I remember.
Okay, thanks.
So,
no luck on the towing company, which is weird.
It could have been bogus.
I mean, Joelle would have provided it herself.
She'd still need somebody to operate it.
Somebody she could trust.
I'm gonna have Fatima run down any past known accomplices.
Where's Hetty?
Uh, last time I saw her, she was in the armory
- packing. - Packing?
Yeah, said she had
a business trip. If you ask me, it was more of a "dark"
bus...
Everything okay?
With me? Yes.
Him, I don't know.
Why? What's going on?
If I had to take a guess,
Hetty hasn't told him everything she knows about his past,
and some of it could be a little disturbing.
What, are you planning a coup I should know about?
Variety is the spice of life,
- Agent Callen. - Uh-huh. Where's Hetty?
No idea.
You know what these are?
Who am I, Carnac the Magnificent?
They're files on kids that were given
a bunch of tests that sound a hell of a lot
like intelligence screening programs.
Nobody likes a dumb kid.
You once told me that, uh, Hetty had created me.
Is this what you were talking about?
- Where did you get those? - That's not important.
Many would beg to differ.
Did Hetty run a program
that recruited children as future operatives?
Now, that definitely sounds like a question for your mentor.
Answer the question.
Did you hit your head or something?
You don't give orders, Agent Callen.
You follow them. And if you speak to me
in that imperative again,
it will be the last thing you utter in this building
and, quite possibly, on this planet!
Where's Hetty going?
Afraid you'll have to ask her that, too.
Because you don't know or you won't tell me?
Because it's classified.
- Uh-huh. - Now, if she wants
to inform you, that's up to her.
My guess is she won't for any number of reasons,
none of them very good.
But you do know where she's going.
Probably a very dark hole in a foreign prison
unless some despot decides to keep her as a pet.
Your, uh, ex, Joelle Taylor,
might just find herself in the same kind of trouble.
Why is that?
Well, there is that business of assaulting and kidnapping
a foreign national in broad daylight.
The Russians are already raging about that.
So, in addition to her former agency,
she also has the Russians hunting for her
as well as any freelancers
that they might be employing over here.
She better hope that our people get to her first.
- They won't. - And you know this because?
I know Joelle.
There's no way she would grab Zasha
in broad daylight unless she had an airtight plan.
She probably wanted to be seen doing it.
Why?
I think it's Joelle's way
of telling Katya that she's coming for her.
So, then, Zasha is in no real danger?
Mm. I didn't say that.
If Joelle thinks that Zasha has information
that could help her locate Katya,
she will do whatever it takes to get it out of her.
Is there some Women-Who-Kill dating site out there
that I don't know about,
or do you just have the world's worst luck with the ladies?
All right. If we can't find her, then what's our plan?
We're gonna make her come to us.
And how are we gonna do that?
Can you post something on someone else's
- social media account? - By "post,"
you mean hack into their social media account
and make it look like they posted it?
- Exactly. - Technically, yeah, I think so.
Legally and ethically...
I need to get a message to Joelle.
Her family thinks she's dead, but I know
she keeps track of them on social media.
Hell, for all I know, she's probably
already hacked into their accounts herself.
Mm.
What do you want to say?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
You're gonna stay with me here.
You go to sleep, I promise you won't wake up.
I don't know where Katya is.
Last we heard, she was back in Russia.
If I knew where she was,
we would have grabbed her by now.
Yeah, I'm not buying that.
I need Zasha brought to the boatshed.
You have one hour, or I'm going to speak with your family.
Aah.
Huh.
I can only imagine what kind of evidence you're destroying.
Here. You might want to add this to it.
It's okay. I made a copy.
Do you care to explain?
Do you?
Am I Subject 17?
Oh, you shouldn't have done this.
I shouldn't have done this?
You shouldn't have done any of this.
Am I Subject 17?
Tell me the truth.
The truth is...
The truth is a fickle thing.
Answer the question, Hetty.
Ask me no questions,
- and I'll tell you no lies. - Stop it.
Just stop it. Answer me.
I don't answer to you, Mr. Callen.
Am I Subject 17? Yes or no?
This conversation is over.
The one about how you got that file...
Am I Subject 17?!
Do not use that tone with me.
Am I Subject 17?!
Yes!
Yes.
Sorry to interrupt.
Joelle got your message. She's headed to the boatshed.
I'll be there in a second.
This is far from over.
Hmm. Cut that close.
Where's the rest of your misfit friends?
It's just us.
- Where's Zasha? - She's safe.
I told you...
I don't give a damn what you told me.
I don't work for you.
Well, you don't work for anybody at the moment.
That's right.
You know what they say. This time, it's personal.
And that's when you make mistakes.
You let the emotions in, and you're done.
What do you want?
I want you to let Zasha go
before this whole thing gets out of hand.
Gets out of hand?
One of her colleagues tried to kill me,
and it cost me my leg.
None of which had anything to do with Zasha.
You don't know that.
Not with any certainty.
Yes, I do.
Look, nobody wants Katya more than I do.
Don't be so arrogant.
She disabled the GPS.
Nice.
I suppose my car has a tracker or two now, as well?
Tell us where Zasha is.
Stay out of this. This isn't your fight.
You made it our fight
when you grabbed Zasha Gagarin.
And why is that? What is she to you?
She works for us.
Oh, she's your little Russian informant.
How precious.
You are such a hypocrite.
You don't give a damn about her. You just want
her intel. You know, at least I'm honest about my intentions.
She's been in limbo.
Possibly because her people found out.
They've been watching her. They probably saw you grab her.
Hell, they probably followed you here.
Yeah, nobody tailed me.
You only have one play here.
Make it fast.
Or what?
We arrest you.
You have no jurisdiction over me.
We're federal agents.
You kidnapped and assaulted a foreign national.
Keep it up, we'll hand you over to the Russians.
You arrest me, and you'll never find her.
She'll be dead from dehydration within a week.
You tell us where Zasha is right now,
or I will bring proof to your family
that you're still alive.
And all the love they have for you
will turn into white-hot hatred for the rest of their lives.
Or maybe they'll understand
that it was the only way I could protect them.
That's a big maybe.
Give me an hour to get her.
Not a chance we're letting you out of our sight.
Okay, fine. Then you drive.
Don't do something else you'll regret.
Can still see your son grow up.
You're not gonna be able to do that from prison.
Yeah, grow up without me.
That was your decision.
- Was it? - All right, look,
we can help you get Katya.
Okay? But we have to work together, and you've got
to let Zasha go before this thing can't be undone.
Guys, you've got company.
How many?
Six.
Six. You weren't tailed?
You had a whole parade following you. Nicely done.
All right, they're surrounding the place.
Kensi and Deeks are about ten minutes out.
All right, you two get over there.
I'll ready a REACT team and alert LAPD
to secure the perimeter.
Hopefully, these jokers
will stand down once they realize
they're walking into a hornet's nest
- of federal agents. - Now, I have a better idea.
I don't recall asking for suggestions.
Sam and I will take Joelle to secure Zasha.
Assuming she hasn't been already taken.
How are we gonna get out of here if we're surrounded?
I hope that mascara's waterproof.
Move. Move, move.
You got to be kidding me.
I'd rather face the Russians
than get typhoid from...
You're welcome.
Hey.
We're out of the boathouse. Redirect everyone to...
Where we going? Where we going?!
2343 South Larson.
Let LAPD round up the Russians.
They're not going anywhere without an Uber.
Hey, hey! Not in the Hellcat.
You're the one who pushed me into the water.
That's because you led those guys to us.
You know, I'm not even supposed to get my prosthetic wet.
If I have to get this thing repaired or replaced,
I'm sending NCIS the bill.
The hell you are. You're paying for this car to get detailed.
Oh, dream on.
Either of those cars yours?
No.
Wonderful.
Tell the others to go on earwigs. Somebody beat us here.
Are you guys gonna give me a weapon?
No. You're gonna stay here, outside the car.
You need all the help you can get.
The day I need your help is the day I quit.
Then I guess you should have quit a couple years ago.
Enough. Backup's coming.
Too late. Her people got her.
Federal agents!
Let the woman go!
I don't think they care.
Can I have a gun now?
- No! - No!
We got to take out their cars. Cover me.
They went back in the building.
At least four armed men, possibly more inside.
They're using Zasha as a human shield.
Yeah, where'd they find these guys,
- Craigslist? - I'll go around the side
in case they try and sneak out the back.
I'm just supposed to wait here?
You're welcome to leave.
You know, you can be a real ass.
You're still welcome to leave.
Federal agent! Throw down your weapon!
G, you good?
I just drove him back inside.
I don't think it's gonna last, though.
Just give me a gun. Let me get in there.
This is my mess. Let me fix it.
We are fixing it. This is what fixing it looks like.
Where's everybody else? Who's close?
Four minutes out, guys. Sit tight.
We're even closer. Almost there.
I'll send Rountree in as soon as they get here.
- Copy that. - Hey! Hey! Hey, hey!
What? What's happened?
Joelle just ran inside.
Son of a bitch.
I should have drowned her when I had the chance.
We got a plan?
Well, I tried waiting them out, but I got a feeling they're not
gonna be in there any longer than they have to.
You weren't going to this party without me, were you?
Wouldn't dream of it. With Joelle going in there,
we may be up to two hostages.
If I was them, I'd try to split up
and escape in different directions. Divide our resources.
The building schematics have just been sent to your phones.
I shouldn't need to remind you,
but I probably do.
These are foreign operatives
ostensibly rescuing one of their own
from a rogue CIA officer.
They were using Zasha as a human shield.
You have body cam footage of this,
- Agent Callen? I didn't think so. - We can s...
Now, this is already
an international incident.
You start racking up bodies, it's just gonna get worse.
At the moment, this is a CIA problem.
I do not need
NCIS dragged into it, as well.
News flash, Admiral. We're already in it.
Nonlethal,
ladies and gentlemen.
Is he kidding?
No, Agent Blye.
I am dead serious, no pun intended.
Now, this shouldn't be a problem for your team
if you're all as good
as you seem to think you are.
Can I get an amen?
- Copy that, sir. - They may be willing to free
Zasha and leave Joelle if we offer them safe passage,
but I'm not betting on anything.
Deeks and I will take the high ground.
Rountree will stay and cover this side.
Okay, Kensi and I will breach and make them an offer.
Fatima will cover our entry.
I like this plan. It just feels like a winner.
We're federal agents!
There's no way
you're getting out of here unless we let you!
We can do that if you send Zasha out!
You can leave without her!
Zasha, do you hear us?
Joelle?
Joelle, go back to the car
before you make things worse!
All right, this is the real deal, gentlemen.
But it's a limited time offer!
Leave while you still can!
You try anything stupid,
you're going to prison instead.
I hope these guys speak English.
Callen, you see anything?
I can't see anything through this glass.
What are the chances of us getting satellite images
of their heat signatures?
About the same as my getting a permanent.
Maybe I should just send in
a couple of robots with jetpacks to do this for you.
Hell, in Vietnam, we were lucky if they
gave us maps, and we were in the jungle,
not Boyle Heights.
Yeah. Maybe that's why we did so well over there.
Stow that crap, Hanna, or your next assignment
will be in Djibouti.
That's the type of Djibouti call you don't want to get.
Our boys
are in a tight 360 using the women as cover.
We don't have a shot.
Okay, well, this is like looking through egg drop soup.
- We can't see a thing. - I say
we hit them all at once.
Try and catch them in the confusion.
Shock and awe is my specialty.
God, I wish.
Let me know when everyone's in position.
I'm good.
Fatima?
I'll just be one second.
God, the kids are so cute at this age, are they not?
Agent Namazi?
Almost there.
We got to go now.
Move!
Go.
Federal agents! Stay down!
- Don't you move! - Hands behind your head.
Interlock your fingers.
- Now. - Yo,
- you good? - Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Fine.
What in God's green heaven is going on there?
All good. No casualties.
Did you blow something up?
Just a little broken glass.
Looks like you're gonna need more than a detail.
What the hell was that?
Callen said shock and awe. That was shock.
Looks like you got the awe.
Except for you, it was more like, "Aw."
- You okay? - Yeah.
Joelle, stop!
Stop!
I got her.
Oh! Oh, wow.
- Ooh. - That looks like
it hurts more than getting shot.
I'm gonna be honest with you.
This thing is way faster than I thought it would be.
I mean, it's a monster.
- That was hilarious. - Oh, it was hilarious?
Wreck my car, it's hilarious?
- It's hilarious. - Sorry, Sam.
I'll show you hilarious.
It's not funny.
I mean, it's a little hilar...
Not funny. Mm-mm.
- Thanks. - Sure.
So, now what? You arresting me?
What you did today was unacceptable.
What they did to me was unacceptable.
And what you did to Zasha was...?
Look, we have a mutual interest in finding Katya.
But if you cross the line again,
I will put you away for good.
Callen?
Would you really have told my family I was still alive?
What do you think?
I think if you ever go near my family
with that intention,
I'll kill you.
It's good to see you again, too, Joelle.
My tummy is growling like Winnie-the-Pooh.
I want paneer. You want to stop
at Frankie's on the way home?
I'm still thinking about my conversation
- with Hetty today. - And?
Wow. You want to talk about it?
Adoption is amazing.
- Mm-hmm. - You know?
And the idea of...
giving a child a safe home and a loving family
is such a privilege.
And I'd probably want to do that regardless.
But?
I just really wanted us to have a baby together.
Yeah, me, too.
Little genetic ninja assassins.
But...
then I think about all the things that had to happen
to get us where we are right now.
Right? I think about your mom and her life.
I think about your dad and his.
I think about Mama Deeks.
I think about my despicable father
and their parents and their parents before them,
and I realize, like, all these things
brought us to where we are right now in the process,
and so maybe all we have to do is just trust the universe.
Right?
What if the universe doesn't want us to have a baby?
Well, then forget everything I said,
and the universe can bite me.
We'll just do what rich people do,
- and we'll just steal our babies. - You can't say that.
We'll just travel all over the globe
and get a bunch of different babies,
all different ethnicities.
And Angelina Jolie will be jealous
'cause we have a whole soccer team. It's gonna be great.
We live in a two-bedroom house. It's gonna be fine.
Oh, you always know what to say
to cheer me up.
- Well, that may be my superpower. - Oh, yeah?
Yeah. Making you laugh, that may be my gift.
Okay, well, what's the refund policy on that gift?
- Oh, that's store credit only. - Ugh.
No cashing out at this point, baby girl.
Lucky, lucky me.
Afraid you missed her.
She's gone.
Where is she? Or is that classified?
It is,
but she's probably gonna get herself killed, anyway,
so what the hell?
Syria.
Trying to clean up a mess of her own doing.
To be honest, I didn't think she'd make it back
the first time, so who knows.
She's harder to kill
than that cockroach everyone seems to love.
What is she doing over there?
I just told you, she is
- cleaning up... - Specifically.
Well, that is classified.
Let's just say that her great white whale hunt
went south,
and now some others are paying for it.
Why aren't we helping her?
Because you don't throw good money after bad, Agent Callen.
Hopefully, she'll be able to pull another rabbit
out of her hat. She does have a knack for it,
I'll give her that.
And if she doesn't?
I guess I owe you a thank you.
It's not mandatory, but it is considered a polite gesture.
If there was any doubt before,
I'm definitely burned now.
Yeah.
But you're free.
To be hunted for the rest of my life.
I don't even have a country anymore.
Well, these days, that might actually be a good thing.
You do me one more favor,
and I will help you.
Another favor?
I have nothing but the clothes I'm wearing because of you.
Do you have a better option?
What do you want me to do?
I want you to keep an eye on someone.
Tell me what they're doing.
You want me to go to Syria?
You'll be safer there than you are here.
Who's this? Your mother?
Please. You know who that is as well as I do.
Maybe better.
Yeah, we know who she is.
What's she doing in Syria?
That is what you're gonna find out.
Sydney Violet Richards.
My initials are SVR?
Is this your idea of humor?
I thought it could be our little inside joke.
- Hilarious. - Hmm.
This passport expires in eight months.
Yeah, that sucks.
But this should not take more than a few weeks.
You do this,
I will get you legit, government-issued papers.
And you can even pick your own name.
The subject shows an exceptional memory.
Given the proper opportunity and education,
there's no telling what he could achieve.