Stay on the ridge. Go.
It's this way.
See ya.
Where are you go...
It's this way.
Go! Go!
(grunts)
(gun cocks)
Your little field trip's over.
(silenced gunshots)
(grunts)
Help me.
(whistling "The Yankee Doodle Boy")
♪ I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy ♪
♪ Yankee Doodle, do or die ♪
♪ A real live nephew of my Uncle Sam ♪
♪ Born on the Fourth of July ♪
GUARD: Kessler! Kessler!
♪ I've got... ♪
Move another step and I'll bow you up.
Took you long enough.
You're a crazy bastard.
You can't even imagine.
♪ ♪
I know, a-and I love you. I'm just saying
that if we're gonna go down the infertility road,
I just think... What?
Uh, fertility.
Not the infertility road.
The fertility road.
Got to think positive, sweetheart.
We are having a baby!
Yeah. No, no.
No, I know we're having a baby. I'm just saying
if we could have a budget, it would be amazing,
because having a baby this way
gets really expensive really fast, so...
I understand that.
I think that we have to do whatever it takes.
Even if it means going into debt.
Did you just say "debt"
and then smile at me? Because that seems counterintuitive.
Debt is...
We're about to go into debt
for a house.
Right.
This is so much more important than that.
You know what I mean? It's like,
it'll make our lives richer. More fulfilled.
Richer. Fulfilled.
We'll have more fun. It'll bring us closer.
Uh-huh.
You know what?
A kid will literally define our lives,
so, yeah. Debt.
Yeah, no, no, I agree with all that. I'm just saying,
can we have a budget for the debt, then? I mean,
I just want to know how deep into this black hole
of bankruptcy we're willing to descend, right?
(phone vibrating)
The-the bar is bleeding money, we're about to close
on a house, and I just think it's important
that while we're looking into these... Go ahead.
Hold on a second. Hey.
Yeah, that's fine.
FATIMA: Oh, good. You're there.
I just got a call from a Secret Service Agent Monroe.
She said there was an escape
from the federal prison in Winona, Arizona.
They need to speak to you immediately.
Did she say anything else?
Just that it's urgent and classified.
Okay.
I'll patch you into a secure line with Monroe in Ops.
You got it. I'm heading up.
We have a case.
All right.
I'm gonna pack these boxes, head home,
and I'll come pick you up afterwards?
Well, I think you are wasting your time.
Hetty's gonna have you back here in a week.
MONROE: At 4:30 this morning,
two prisoners escaped the federal correctional complex
in Winona, Arizona.
One of them is Randy Sinclair.
KENSI: Yeah, I've heard of Sinclair. I read
a security report that said he was convicted
of plotting to assassinate the president
a couple years ago?
It was just luck that we got to Sinclair
before he was able to make the actual attempt on the president.
Was there a rumor that said he was a former CIA agent?
Is that true?
The Agency denied it,
but it's true. Sinclair is incredible smart.
He was recruited by the Agency right out of college,
but it became clear he was an uncontrollable psychopath.
He was discharged from the CIA.
That, apparently, is what set him on a path
to kill the president.
KENSI: And now he's on the loose.
He's very capable, and somebody helped him.
All right, how can we help?
Not "we."
You, specifically, Agent Blye.
The other prisoner who escaped with Sinclair
is David Kessler.
I believe you arrested him in 2008.
I did. Was he with Sinclair?
No. He was caught and is back in custody.
Do you think he knows where Sinclair is?
He claims he does.
But he said he'll only speak to Special Agent Kensi Blye.
To be frank,
I think he's obsessed with you.
We need you out here, fast.
Okay.
DEEKS: Wait a minute.
Isn't this the guy that sent you
those creepy valentines every year
through the D.C. office?
Yep.
I had them stop forwarding them to me years ago.
SAM (over comms): Kens?
Yeah. Sam.
I'm in the building. Fatima's here, too. She filled us in.
I'm on, too.
KENSI: Okay, so, I arrested
Kessler and helped prosecute him
right before I joined the Office of Special Projects.
Hetty showed us the case file when she brought you in.
It was very impressive.
That's how you got your job here.
SAM: Wasn't he
dealing weapons in Argentina and Iran?
KENSI: Yes, he was.
He was also involved in human trafficking of minors.
Great, so he's super creepy and a scumbag.
CALLEN: Deeks,
you got to hand in your comms.
Before I pull them out of your ears with pliers, all right?
Just stand down until we get your situation straightened out.
CALLEN: It's only gonna be a few more weeks.
Hetty will take care of everything.
DEEKS: Yeah.
No, no, I'm g... I'm-I'm gonna take 'em out.
They think Kessler might know something
about Sinclair's whereabouts, so I'm headed to Arizona.
Guys, I should go with her. He obviously wants to kill her.
SAM: Deeks!
CALLEN: Deeks!
Deeks.
Not gonna happen.
FATIMA: Guys,
I just found out that Kessler's former girlfriend,
Michelle Boucher, is living in Los Feliz.
Maybe she'll have something
Kensi can use to get Kessler to talk.
I'll take care of that.
SAM: All right. I'll take
Rountree and, uh, give Kens some backup.
Maybe aid in the search for Sinclair.
Thank you.
SAM: Deeks,
I'm getting my pliers now.
Flight's arranged out of Santa Monica.
Wheels up in 30, if you can make it.
Oh, we can make it.
MAN: When Kessler got here, he was violent.
Biting guards,
throwing his urine on them, so he was put here.
About a year ago, he began calming down.
Said he found God. Really thought he'd changed.
(indistinct catcalls)
He was allowed to work in other parts of the facility.
You think that was part of his plan to escape?
Could be.
We're sending the security cam feeds
back to your operations center
like you asked. Yeah.
KENSI: Appreciate that.
(Kessler grunting)
FATIMA: I'm seeing it.
Agent Blye is here.
Hey!
You asked to speak to Agent Blye.
She's here.
I'll only talk to her alone, Warden.
(grunting)
You're an arrogant bastard.
No, I'm not.
I just understand the balance of power.
And right now, it's decidedly
on this side of the glass.
Skedaddle.
(sighs)
Deeks, you know you're not supposed to be in here
until you're reinstated as a liaison.
KESSLER: And you're looking
more beautiful than I remember.
Yeah, well, I'm not staying long,
so why don't you go ahead and tell me what you know
about Sinclair's escape.
I didn't ask you to come here
just to give you my information
and have you walk out of my life again.
This meeting is years in the making.
We need to move slowly.
Savor it.
No.
We actually don't. So, why don't you
just go ahead and tell me what you know.
Do you have any idea
how much I've thought about you all these years?
You got to be kidding me with this guy.
Deeks,
you need to leave. Do not put me
in this position.
I'm not gonna leave.
KENSI: Where is Sinclair?
But now that you're here, you disappoint me.
How so?
Because
you...
went and got married.
No. I didn't.
Yes, you did.
There's a red irritation mark
around the ring finger of your left hand.
You took it off so that I wouldn't see.
Well, that's not why I took off my ring.
But it's okay.
We can still have sex.
Hubby doesn't have to know.
This guy's dangerous.
KENSI: I would have thought
you hated me at this point
for putting you in prison
for 30 years.
You can hate someone and still have sex with them.
Hold on a second,
so, those little push-ups that you were doing--
that was to impress me? That's sweet.
You want to show me how virile you are?
No.
I just want to be ready.
Ready for what?
You're a capable woman, Kensi.
When I get out of here,
I want to be ready to hunt you down,
have sex with you
and then kill you.
Maybe not even in that order.
Okay. If she doesn't
kill him, I'm going to.
That's it.
Callen, Deeks is in Ops and he won't leave.
CALLEN: Deeks,
get out or I'm sending agents up there to pull you out.
I'm not joking. And give Fatima your comm.
That was a mistake.
Michelle Boucher?
NCIS.
What's this about?
I need to speak with you.
About what?
David Kessler.
(car door opens)
NCIS?
Agent Hanna, Agent Rountree.
You Agent Rudolph?
That's me. Did, uh, Agent Blye
get any information from David Kessler?
Not yet.
Any luck here?
Nothing yet.
Got the National Forest to the south and west.
Figured we'd make our way north
toward Interstate 40.
He's gonna need a car to get
out of here.
What if he heads into the National Forest
up one of these mountains?
(chuckles) It's December.
He'd freeze to death overnight.
You boys just let us know if Kessler says anything.
That's all we need from you guys.
ROUNTREE: Will do.
You like the woods?
I love them.
What you thinking?
This guy's former CIA.
He had help escaping.
He planned this for months.
He knows if he goes to the interstate, he gets caught.
If he has help, he could survive in this wilderness.
Whoever he's working with
could have left him cold-weather clothes,
a tent, supplies, a stove.
FBI goes to the roads, we go to the mountains.
Gear up.
Let's go hunting.
I heard they put you in here
'cause you were acting like an animal.
Yes.
Then I found God.
(laughing)
Well, it's a pretty big cell.
Nicest one I've ever seen.
It's amazing what a good lawyer
and loyal Washington connections
can get you.
Yeah, see, I'm finding it hard to believe
that anybody in Washington would stay loyal
to a convicted criminal who's going to be in prison
for the next 30 years.
Oh.
So naive...
my sweet,
sweet government employee.
All right, why don't you educate me?
A safety deposit box filled with photos and videos
of men in compromising positions
is a great motivator.
Especially in Washington.
You want me to think that you have all the power?
You don't.
Sinclair is on the run.
Every minute that you waste now means
that whatever information you give me is that much older
and that much more worthless to me.
And that thing that you did with those girls--
used them, buying them,
selling them like a trinket on eBay--
that's what I'm doing with you.
So let's cut the crap.
Where's Sinclair?
God, I've missed you.
CALLEN: So, how long
were you David Kessler's girlfriend?
He doesn't really keep girlfriends.
I was very young.
He seduced me with money and private jets.
But you were with him for years.
He also seduced me with cocaine.
I became an addict.
I was with him, but I wasn't his girlfriend.
My relationship was with the drug, not the man.
I looked over the case against Kessler.
It seems that the federal prosecutor felt
that maybe you were behind his prostitution business.
I did invite some friends to his social circle.
Other young women who were as susceptible as I was.
But I did not run any business.
Is that why you weren't charged?
I wasn't charged because I was a victim.
If you were a victim, why didn't you testify?
Because I wasn't just another girl who could disappear.
David knew everything about me.
He's met my mother, my sister.
If I testified, he'd find me and kill me.
He can't hurt you from prison.
(laughs)
Trust me.
David Kessler will figure a way out.
He's not only the smartest man
I've ever met.
He's also the most evil.
David did manage to escape this morning.
But he's been recaptured, and we need your help.
We have an agent interviewing him now, but
Kessler has information that could lead to the capture
of a very dangerous prisoner who is still on the run.
Are you sure he's back in prison?
Yeah.
SAM: I wonder if there's any
brown recluse spiders out here.
Oh, more likely to get bit by a black widow
or a wolf spider in Arizona.
And you know this how?
I'm a bit of an amateur arachnologist.
Stop.
No, I'm serious.
Loved Spider-Man, started studying spiders,
got more and more into it.
You know, people are
terrified of spiders, when really,
there's a lot more dangerous stuff out here to be afraid of.
You, there's rattlesnakes and...
Look at this.
See how the grass is compressed?
Someone had a one-man tent here.
They spent the night.
Sam?
That's a .408 CheyTac.
Recently fired. Could mean Sinclair has help.
And he's most likely armed.
Like I said,
there's a lot more dangerous things than spiders out here.
You know what I think?
I don't think you know where Sinclair is.
This is all just a game for attention?
Yeah. Pretty much.
Kind of like a four-year-old who says he has a secret,
doesn't really know anything.
If you truly believe that, Kensi,
then you have no insight into me,
and your psychological analytic skills
as an investigator are terrible.
Good enough to have caught you.
Touché.
Very, very good. (clapping)
That round goes to Agent Blye.
This is not a game, Kessler.
You know, there are three things one thinks about
in prison, besides sex.
Suicide and escape,
which are really just two versions of the same thing.
And revenge.
Well, your escape from prison failed.
You don't have the guts to kill yourself,
and your fantasies are no more than that.
They're just fantasies to pass the time.
Here's the thing.
Even if I can't get out of here right now,
from now on, I'm not in this glass box.
I'm inside your head.
Every day and every night,
all your thoughts and all your dreams.
You can't get rid of me, Kensi.
So, as far as you're concerned,
my fantasies...
are real.
RUDOLPH: Yeah, uh, that's most likely a hunter's shell.
It was fresh.
No doubt. Uh, we're in elk season out here.
Trust me, tracking like this is something
the FBI has particular training in.
Plus, these are things, uh, you boys might not understand,
coming from an urban environment.
Okay. Just wanted to make you aware.
Don't hurt yourselves out there. Out.
You didn't want to tell him you used to be an FBI agent?
(scoffs) Think it would have mattered?
Well, your restraint is impressive.
Being condescending or lighting somebody up
doesn't help the investigation move forward.
That's something we learned in the FBI.
Hmm.
You don't think it was a race thing?
You know, two black agents out here in his backyard?
He did use the "U" word.
Urban.
Yeah. Most likely.
But you can't call it out every time, man.
You'd end up never working a case.
But sometimes.
Yeah, sometimes. Hell, yeah. Call it for what it is.
You know, maybe I should do that more often-- I don't know--
but what I do know is is to be better than them.
Hmm.
(sighs)
Found another one.
What was this guy shooting at?
Elk, most likely?
Let's find out.
FATIMA: So, one of the lawyers
that Kessler was working with
during his trial was Dan O'Brien.
Now, he's been subsequently disbarred for insider trading,
and now has a lobbying firm in Washington, D.C.
KENSI: Yeah, but that was a long time ago.
Does Kessler still keep in touch with him?
Oh,
BFFs. O'Brien's been the only person
to visit Kessler in prison. And get this:
within minutes of his visit with Kessler,
O'Brien always calls James Lancaster.
I'm sorry, James Lancaster,
as in the president's chief of staff James Lancaster?
The very one.
O'Brien been calling Lancaster's office
in the White House repeatedly over the last three years.
So he does have a connection to Washington.
Well, at least he thinks he does.
Interesting thing is, O'Brien calls the White House.
The White House never calls O'Brien.
Yeah, but that makes sense
that the White House wouldn't want any involvement
with Kessler. All right,
just, um, let me know if you find anything else.
For sure.
Thanks.
So did you love him or was it just the money?
I never really loved him.
I was used and manipulated like the other young women.
Well, he sold them as prostitutes.
Yes.
Some of them were kids.
You know, I can deal with what happened to me.
But I saw young girls...
(sniffles)
I should have done something.
I'll never forgive myself for that.
Then help us.
What are Kessler's weaknesses?
Oh, not much.
He's wicked smart.
There has to be something.
It's funny, he can't spell
or read very well.
When I asked him about it, he told me
he grew up chained to a heater in his mother's bedroom
somewhere in the Bronx.
She was a crack addict
and then a prostitute.
She beat him.
She even sold him to her clients.
Well, that would explain a lot.
I don't know if any of it is true
or if he was just manipulating me.
FATIMA (on comms): Well, it's at least based in reality.
Kessler's mother, Karen Lerman, is currently doing time
at Sing Sing Correctional Center in New York
for solicitation, possession of cocaine
and vehicular manslaughter.
Patch me through to Kens.
You're on.
CALLEN: Hey, Kens, did you catch any of that?
Yes, Fatima patched me in.
See if you can use it.
Got it.
(grunting)
You're back.
And you're still working out.
Always. Incessantly.
Every day,
getting stronger and stronger.
Yeah, you're a regular Richard Simmons.
Just want to be ready.
Don't you find it pathetic
that you've been obsessed with me and yet
I have not thought of you once in the last 13 years?
My life is amazing,
successful-- everything yours hasn't been.
Oh, I don't know about that.
Mm.
You're married...
but you don't have any children.
How do you know I don't have any children?
You don't have any children.
First clue is your body.
I've been looking at it this whole time,
studying you.
A woman's pelvis literally cracks open
to make way for the child.
And yours hasn't cracked.
Yet.
I know it's a bit of a guess, but...
I have seen the hips of a great many young women.
Yeah, it is a bit of a guess.
But the confirmation was your reaction.
When I said you didn't have children,
your sadness was palpable.
So it's not by choice.
What is it, then?
Hubby doesn't want kids?
Or maybe...
maybe it's just not working out.
Yeah.
That's it.
How does it feel when your mother sold you
into prostitution?
Messed you up so bad you couldn't even speak.
Is that why you did all that to those girls?
Inflict as much pain on them as your mother inflicted on you?
It doesn't take a Dr. Phil to realize
where all this tough-guy machismo thing comes from.
It's mommy issues.
Go to hell.
Tell me how it felt to hurt so badly
and know that she did that to you.
What if I could bring her in?
Scream at her.
Hear her say she's sorry.
She would never say that.
Okay.
Talk to her. Forgive her.
Damn her to hell. Whatever you want.
As satisfying as a conversation with Mommy might be,
it's not worth the information I have.
Okay. What is worth the information?
If you could leave me alone in a locked room with her,
with immunity from a murder charge...
Now, that would be a tempting offer.
If Sinclair does have help,
you think other CIA agents are involved?
(scoffs)
CIA infiltrated our office a few years back.
That's a scary thought.
And whoever it is, they're a good shot.
Rountree.
I'll call it in.
So Sinclair definitely had help.
SAM: Can't imagine
Kessler didn't know something about who Sinclair
had waiting for him out here.
If he knows who's working with him,
it'll be that much easier to find him.
Keep us posted.
FBI figured that whoever's helping Sinclair,
must have a vehicle somewhere, so they're gonna continue
focusing their search between here and the interstate.
Okay.
Then let's keep heading south into the National Forest.
Let's do it.
Use the dogs as far as the ridge.
(lock buzzes)
All right, if I leave here, you don't get anything,
I don't get anything,
so let's just make a deal.
I'm in prison.
What do you think I could possibly desire?
CALLEN (over comms): Kens.
Ask him if he'd like to speak with Michelle Boucher.
I can get you a conversation with Michelle Boucher.
He may have been in love with her at one time.
As far as I know, she's the only person in your past
that you don't want to kill.
She would never speak to me.
Why not?
She'd be too terrified.
(door opens)
Would you be willing to get on the phone with David Kessler?
Five minutes, max.
No.
The man who is still at large
is determined to kill the president.
It is vital that he be brought back into custody.
Now, Kessler has agreed that if he can speak with you,
he'll tell us where that man is.
I-I... He's in prison, okay?
He's not getting out. You are completely safe.
I promise you.
Kens.
Michelle will speak to him.
What if I tell you she wants to talk to you?
And you know this...
clairvoyantly?
Nope.
Not at all. We have an NCIS agent with her right now.
He's listening to our conversation.
Oh.
Do we have a deal?
Yes.
Let me speak to her,
and then I will tell you everything I know.
Yeah, that's not how that works.
First you're gonna tell me where Sinclair is,
and then if it leads to his capture,
then by all means, talk to Michelle all you want.
I don't think she's gonna speak to me.
If I talk first, I lose all my power.
I guess we have no deal.
Kens, do it.
We've got nothing to lose with him talking to her.
KENSI: Okay, fine, you win.
You win. You can
talk to Michelle, and then you're going to give me
all the information that we want.
I also want no charges brought for my escape.
Yeah, that's up to the federal prosecutor
to decide, not me. I can't...
Kessler, I c...
What do you want me to do?
Give it to him.
All right, you win again.
I'll talk to the federal prosecutor,
and we'll make it happen.
You're a terrible negotiator.
(laughs)
(phone rings)
Hello. You've reached
the Arizona Federal Correctional Facility, the place
where dreams go to die. Would you like to make a reservation?
If you don't have any information
or you renege on this deal,
I can guarantee that you'll be prosecuted
to the full extent of the law, to ensure that,
more than likely, you will die in prison.
I don't like whoever this is.
Here's Michelle Boucher.
(whispering): Talk as long as you can.
Michelle?
Are you there, angel?
Can you hear my voice?
Just talk to him.
Say anything.
Michelle?
It's okay. You-You're safe.
I promise you, you're safe.
It's been a long time,
but I remember you like it was yesterday.
Listen to my words.
Let them move over you...
the way my hands used to.
(trembling): I-I can't.
I can't. I can't.
Hello?
I told you she wouldn't talk to me.
You have to understand, I did
unspeakable things to that woman.
There was a helicopter here.
Trees are broken and ripped from the chopper's prop wash.
Grass laid down everywhere. This is fresh, just a few hours.
Sinclair didn't just get out and run through the woods.
He had an endgame.
Yeah. He could be
out of the state by now.
And meanwhile,
he has us and the FBI chasing our tails out here.
I'll call it in.
Tell them to look at radar hits
for any helos in the area.
And start checking the smaller airports
for anyone matching Sinclair's description.
Copy.
DEEKS: Uh-oh.
Mom's home. I'm leaving. Don't worry.
This is my last box.
Deeks...
It's fine. I totally get it.
You're just doing your job and you're amazing
and I love you and I'll see you at Squid & Dagger tonight?
Deeks, I have been doing everything in my power
to get you reinstated.
But it's official.
The liaison position to NCIS
has been terminated.
Permanently.
Wait, hold on a second,
what d-what does that mean? Are you saying that I can't...
I can't work here anymore? Like, that's...
Yeah.
Okay, well, that's...
What about Hetty?
Hetty
has tried everything, exhausted all options.
Unfortunately, this isn't NCIS's purview now.
Right.
This is all LAPD.
(sighs)
It's okay. You know, I-I was thinking
about going to FLETC and-and, um...
you know, becoming a real NCIS agent, which is... it's great.
It's just frightening, obviously, 'cause I'd start
at the bottom of the pay scale, and I'd lose
all my LAPD pension, and now we're about to...
close on a house, and Kensi wants to...
I want to have a baby, we both want to have a baby.
It's not that we...
Deeks, um,
I don't think NCIS normally takes people your age.
Doesn't normally, or...
or never?
Because it feels like there should be an exception,
considering the fact
that I was a lawyer and I spent 11 years here.
I'm pretty sure it's never.
Right. So...
I'm so sorry.
No, no, you're fine.
It's okay. I just didn't want
to make a big deal about this,
so if you just want to let everybody know...
Yeah, of course I will.
I'm gonna, um...
I'm gonna miss this.
And I think we did good work here.
We did great work.
(exhales) All right, well...
keep it up. Make me, uh, make me proud.
You made us proud, Deeks.
Every day.
Well, it looks like the only play is to pull the plug,
tell him you're leaving.
Offer him his information on Sinclair in exchange
for dropping the charges on the escape.
(knocking)
KENSI: Well, he's got two minutes to decide,
and then I'm walking out.
Looks like he wants you back in there.
(lock buzzes)
I believe I have a solution to our problem.
Okay.
There's an old friend I'd like to speak to.
Just a quick, two-minute conversation,
and then I'll tell you everything you want to know.
That's it?
Yes.
Okay.
Who do you want to call?
He usually
goes by the unfortunate acronym of "POTUS."
(laughing): Okay.
Always sounded like a mixture
of "poet" and "doofus" to me.
You want to call the president?
Yes.
It's his life that's in jeopardy.
If Sinclair gets away, he has a vested interest.
Just two minutes
in between rounds of golf.
It's never gonna happen, and you know it.
I'm not a stranger.
I've known him since before he was a congressman.
That doesn't matter.
The White House is never gonna go for it.
You should give it a whirl if you want to find Sinclair.
You might be surprised.
Is there any way you can let me know
when Kessler gets out of prison?
Yeah, I'll make sure that you're included on the list of victims
who will be notified upon his release.
Thank you.
I'm sorry I couldn't help.
I understand.
I didn't mean to hurt those other girls.
Right.
NELL: I know this sounds nutty,
but the chief of staff said the president was briefed
on Sinclair's escape this morning
and that POTUS remembers Kessler.
He is willing to give him two minutes on a secure line
if that's what it takes to catch Sinclair.
And they could not emphasize strongly enough
that any information
of this conversation is highly classified.
They don't want a precedent being set
that criminals can just demand to speak to the president.
Absolutely. I understand.
NELL: Secret Service
will be sending a secure sat phone to the prison
inside of 20 minutes now.
All right.
I'll be here.
Good luck.
Wow.
Agent Monroe.
We were never here.
This never occurred.
I understand.
Cameras have been switched off
and the prisoners have been removed from the block.
Good.
Where is he?
He's around the corner.
(lock buzzes)
A female Secret Service agent.
Or is this just an awesome role-playing experience?
David Kessler.
Here's the phone.
(line ringing)
Agent Monroe.
Wild Cat 41.
You're on.
You have two minutes.
Let's clear out.
Hello?
PRESIDENT: You have two minutes, David.
What do you want?
I guess I should call you "Mr. President" now.
(footsteps approaching)
So?
Agent Blye, we're done.
He says he'll only speak with you.
Of course he does. Thank you.
KESSLER: Ooh, I'd love
to give that one a good, hard spanking.
You got what you wanted.
Where's Sinclair?
I'm gonna need a map of the area.
This was all nonsense, wasn't it?
You have no idea where he is.
Just get me a map.
We have evidence that a helicopter picked him up.
He's been gone for hours.
And the search was called off.
Yeah.
And none of the helicopters
tracked by radar in the area had a passenger
that matched Sinclair's description.
No, not yet.
You and the entire FBI
were fooled badly.
The helicopter landed and left.
What?
Its entire purpose was to get the search called off.
Sinclair is still on the ground
with food and supplies for the next six weeks.
Just get me a map.
(lock buzzes)
Okay. Show me.
(door closes)
Closer.
Almost feels like we're about to kiss.
I'm inside you, Kensi.
You'll never get me out of your head now.
Just... show me.
Scroll down.
More south.
Right there. That area, right there.
There's a ravine.
At the bottom of the ravine is a cave.
He's inside.
Goodbye.
Till next time, my love.
(lock buzzes)
KENSI: Sam, you guys still in the field?
Making our way back.
I have a location
for Sinclair. I'm sending you the coordinates now.
Copy that.
There it is.
If we wait for the FBI,
we'll lose the light.
Then let's go now.
Randall Sinclair,
we're federal agents!
Come out with your hands above your head!
(rapid gunfire)
I can go around back,
get a flash-bang in there.
Do it.
(grunts)
In position.
I'll give you three bursts of cover fire,
then bang him out of there.
Ready.
Three, two,
one.
(Sinclair yelps)
(coughing)
Hands where I can see 'em!
Stay on the ground!
(groans)
Agent Rudolph,
Randall Sinclair is in custody.
I say again, Randall Sinclair is in custody.
Congrats.
Good work, Agent Rountree.
Well, have a great day.
I'll miss you desperately.
Yeah, this whole no working together thing sucks.
I'll see you later, okay?
(phones vibrating)
Fatima.
For both of us?
Take it.
KENSI: Hey. Deeks and I are both here.
Hang on. I'm-I'm getting Callen.
That's not good.
I'm on.
I just got word that eight hours ago,
David Kessler was released from the federal prison system
by a presidential executive order
for undisclosed national security issues.
Okay, this doesn't make any sense.
Guys, he promised to kill Kensi if he got out.
CALLEN: Kens, Deeks,
get to a secure location now.
Gun it.
CALLEN: Fatima,
get LAPD to Michelle Boucher's house now.
On it.
Agent Callen.
How's she doing?
I'm not sure. Place is empty.
Neighbors said she took off around 2:00 a.m.
with a bunch of luggage.
We just put a BOLO out for the car.
I'm gonna take a look inside.
All right.
Copy that.
SAM (on comms): G, is Boucher okay?
I don't know.
Neighbors saw her leave in the middle of the night.
Maybe Kessler called and said he was getting released,
she got scared and ran.
There's no sign that she left in a hurry.
Callen, is she gone?
Yeah.
She wasn't scared of him.
What are you saying?
I'm looking at a photo of Kessler and Michelle.
They're in love.
It was in the drawer of her dresser.
No, she wouldn't keep that.
She would if they were working together.
Are you telling me that she left to be with him?
This was all a plan.
He didn't escape with Sinclair because he didn't want to.
He got caught on purpose.
CALLEN: He wanted to leverage Sinclair,
a known assassin, to get himself out of prison.
She wasn't a victim.
She was his partner.
He was having trouble
getting in touch with the president
to threaten that he had something on him.
We just gave him a direct line to the White House.
SAM: Worse.
We helped him get out of prison.
DEEKS: Yeah.
And now he's coming after Kensi.
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