(lively jazz music)
(crowd whistling, cheering)
Kermit's been playing his heart out,
and you've had your face buried in that phone.
Don't need my eyes to enjoy the music.
It's an aural experience.
But no gaming on date night.
That's the agreement, remember?
(sighs) It's not just a game.
Plus, I'm so close to the next level.
Not if you keep playing, you're not.
(chuckles)
Is it strange that your bossing me around turns me on?
You're a guy-- everything turns you on.
Well, that's true.
WOMAN: Help!
He's hurt!
He's hurt bad!
Okay, slow down.
Who's hurt? My husband.
Under the overpass. He was attacked!
Go, I'll call 911.
(woman cries)
You okay, man?
What happened?
(electric pops) (groans)
Michael!
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang ♪
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ How, how, how, how ♪
♪ Hey, hey ♪
♪ You gotta come on. ♪
(beeps)
AUTOMATED VOICE: Improper code.
Exit denied.
Uh, guys?
We got a bit of a snafu here.
MAN: I've tried every likely decryption variant.
I'm open to ideas, here.
WOMAN: Sebastian, you're our decryption specialist.
You're supposed to figure out electronic escapes.
Please call me by my game name.
MAN: No way. It's stupid.
You want to finish the level or not?
WOMAN: All right, Centauri,
what are we gonna do?
Well, we can't key our way out.
But we can blow our way out.
All right, let's see here.
Uh... aerosol can... okay.
And, uh...
Uh-huh. Vegetable oil.
Common household items that can make
a pretty powerful explosive.
(knocking)
Ah, crap, guys, I got to go. My mom's here.
WOMAN: In the middle of a game?
What are you, ten years old?
Centauri out.
(sighs)
Hello, peaches. Hi, Mom.
Oh, no, no, no, no. Come on, come on.
It's been so long, just say it.
Hello, cream.
You look like you've lost weight.
Yeah, you know, people say they don't see it, but my shirts...
Yeah, hanging differently. Yeah.
Yeah, and you look pale.
You been taking your vitamins?
Yeah, vitamin E, vitamin D, folic acid. Iron?
Iron is essential.
You don't want to end up like
Bobby Carlyle from next door.
He had an iron deficiency and then he got anemia and...
Well, his life was never the same.
(sniffs) Ugh.
Of course, he also had that substance abuse problem.
And there was the credit card fraud incident.
Jail time, started dating his parole officer.
God, it was just a mess.
And it all stemmed from a lack of iron.
I... better get some iron, then.
Take care of my peaches.
Come on, we should go get breakfast, work might call.
But there-there's no rush... Your mom's in town.
I'm sure that work will understand.
Mom, I work at crime lab, not a coffee shop. Come on, let's go.
Well, um, but I, I... I just got here.
Hold your horses, honey.
Your hoodie.
I don't... It might get chilly. Now, just...
You know that I know best. Right.
Gregorio!
How you doing this fine morning?
Still in New Orleans, so there's that.
Where's the FBI monkey suit?
What is it, Casual Tuesdays?
No, it's "mind your own business every day"
when it comes to me, Lasalle.
Don't worry, we'll help you root out the cartel
in our fine city.
You'll be on your way back to DC.
Man, from your lips to God's ears.
Bagels here suck.
Got to try Stein's, best in the South.
Suit at the cleaners?
Casual Tuesdays.
No Percy?
No, she had to go home.
Thank you. Stepfather's sick.
Didn't think they got along.
They don't.
But her mama needs a hand.
Come on, things to show you.
(camera shutter clicking)
Lieutenant Michael Reid.
NFO out of Belle Chase.
NF what now?
NFO-- Naval Flight Officer.
Grabbed last night in front of his wife.
Male and female suspects lured him to their van.
Took off.
Homeless man found him this a.m.
Was the perfect dumping spot.
Place has been abandoned since Katrina.
Know anything about the suspects?
Reid's wife sat with a sketch artist.
Described the van, too.
BOLOs are out, Patton's running the sketches through Bruce.
All right, so what are we looking at?
It wasn't robbery.
He's got a wallet.
Cell phone, watch were still on the body.
That's kidnapping, then.
Yeah, well, that's what it appears.
And he's got ligature abrasions on the ankles and wrists.
He was bound.
(camera shutter clicking)
Several fingernails removed.
He has puncture wounds on his thorax and abdomen.
Likely cause of death.
So he was tortured?
(quietly): Yeah.
Why torture Reid?
Do these NFOs have access
to classified information?
They work with airborne weapons and navigation systems.
We need to reach out to his commanding officer.
Find out what he was working on.
Your lab tech's Sebastian Lund, right?
Yes, why?
Lieutenant Reid called him three times last night.
... 12 hours, but it's only... 12 hours?
Hi, Evette, how you doing?
Uh, I just want the usual, please.
Egg white omelet with Swiss, spinach, tomato.
Uh, and please make sure there are no yolks in his eggs.
My son has an allergy.
He breaks out in hives.
Okay, th-th-that happened once
and it was in middle school.
Yeah, but the hives were everywhere.
And I mean everywhere. You were in
so much discomfort.
No, you couldn't even put clothes on.
Just lay there naked on the living room couch.
You remember that?
I do now. I'm just saying
better safe than sorry.
Hm? Uh...
I'll just have the oatmeal, please.
Thanks so much. Thanks a lot.
You know, she'd be a pretty girl
if she didn't have all that gunk on her face.
I like the gunk on her face.
Sort of thinking of asking her out before you gave her
my whole medical history. Oh, don't be ridiculous.
She's not your type.
Yeah,
she's probably got a full body tattoo.
Yeah... probably.
(Star Trek theme ringtone plays)
Oh, I'm sorry, Mom.
This is work. I got to take it. Oh, well.
Pride, remind me I can never show my face at Surrey's again.
PRIDE: Let's talk about that later.
Do you know Lieutenant Michael Reid?
Uh, yeah, he's a, he's a friend of mine. Why?
He called you three times last night?
How do you know that? WOMAN: Sir, please!
I need your help! My husband,
he was attacked! I think he's hurt bad.
Can you please come? Oh, my God, yeah, sure!
Pride, I-I got to call you back! PRIDE: Sebastian!
Do not go with that woman!
Sebastian!
Okay, all right, uh, uh, don't worry, I'm gonna...
I'm gonna call an ambulance, all right?
Aah!
(grunts)
(indistinct conversations, police radio chatter)
Ms. Lund?
Ms. Lund, NCIS Special Agents
Pride and Lasalle. We're looking for your son.
I knew it. I knew something was wrong.
My ex will tell you
that I always think something's wrong.
And m-maybe that's true.
You know, I have been known to overreact. I...
I have anxiety. I was on medication,
but then I... It was making me drowsy,
so I decided that I should
just stop taking... Could you give us a moment?
Absolutely.
Oh... geez.
Okay, everything that I have ever worried about
is all happening now.
It's okay Ms. Lund. Just take a breath. What happened?
I told the officer we were having breakfast.
Sebastian took the call and then... he was gone.
Uh, when he was outside, was he approached by this woman? I-I don't know,
I didn't see anything. What happened to my son?
We don't know if anything's happened to him.
I-I appreciate you saying that for my benefit.
But you wouldn't be here if there wasn't a problem.
I see where Sebastian got his intelligence from.
And also a penchant for bruising.
Like his mother.
You have to find him. He's one of my people,
one of my team, Mrs. Lund. We'll find him, I promise.
All right. Officer Clark's gonna give you a ride.
Soon as we find out more, we'll let you know.
Thank you.
(indistinct conversation)
Witnesses say they saw an agitated woman
approach Sebastian.
Just like Lieutenant Reid.
Yeah. She led him off
in this direction.
Get the witnesses the sketches.
All right. All right?
And then pull surveillance footage in the area.
I'm on it.
I'll get Gregorio to lend a hand, too.
Come on, Sebastian.
I don't think he's gonna answer.
(Star Trek theme playing in distance)
Wait a minute.
You hear that?
Sebastian's phone.
(music stops) There's blood on it.
What the hell is happening here?
PATTON: Sebastian been kidnapped?
Well, what are we doing? Come, we got to hit the streets.
Let's go. No, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait.
We don't know where to go.
We can't just sit here. Hey...
we're gonna find him. GREGORIO: Hey.
NOPD tracked down the van
used to grab Lt. Reid and Sebastian.
That's good news. Don't get too excited.
The suspects dumped and burned it.
No evidence.
So we start at the beginning.
Kidnappers took Lt. Reid.
Has to be a reason why.
Best way to find Sebastian
is to figure out how he and Reid connect.
Sebastian said they're friends.
You ever heard of him?
I never heard him mention Reid. Okay.
So we dig in like any other case.
Credit cards, e-mails, everything on Reid
and Sebastian. Find their connection point.
We should start at Sebastian's apartment.
Never been.
Man worked with you all these years,
never been to his place? Come on,
I got a spare key.
We got to get that van back to the lab. Pride,
no forensic expert in the world could trace it now.
Sebastian could.
Listen, all I'm saying
is we got to think outside the box.
FBI's got a new vehicle geotracking program.
Uses satellites to tap into the vehicle's Bluetooth.
Tracks where the vehicle's going.
But also where it's been? Yes.
How many hoops we got to jump through for access?
Let's find out.
Hey, hey.
Wake up. Wake up.
Hey.
Wake up.
(grunts)
Wha...
Wha-What's going on? Where am I?
Keep your voice down.
Listen, I don't know anything.
Man and a woman
took me this morning, brought me here.
Didn't say a word.
Department of Corrections?
I'm a guard. (door opens)
Shh. They're coming.
Uh... yeah, I, uh,
I don't know what's going on here, but, uh,
I think-I think maybe we should talk, right? Right?
I think there's been some kind...
Or-or we don't talk.
That's fine, too.
You're gonna help us, Sebastian.
Otherwise you end up dead like Lieutenant Reid.
And Henry over here.
No, no, no, no, no!
Oh! Oh, my God! Oh, my God, you just
shot that guy, that's insane!
Look at me, Sebastian.
Calm down.
Wait, wait, wait, what's she doing?
Take deep breaths.
In...
and out.
That's good.
Don't move.
That... What is this? Relax,
she's cleaning you up.
(grunts) What...
Listen,
you should all know that-that
I'm in law enforcement, s-sort of.
Okay, I-I work for Jefferson Parish. Look at me.
We know everything about you.
What you do.
Where you live.
Who you care about.
Your associate, Loretta Wade, for instance.
Owns a home in Tremé.
Has two adopted sons.
And your mother's in town.
Staying at the Monteleone.
Room 1113.
You don't want us to hurt them. No.
No, no, no. I'll-I'll...
I'll do whatever you want.
I know you will.
And what we want...
is for you to help us to break someone out of prison.
We tapped into the suspect van's Bluetooth to track
every location it made in the last 24 hours.
Geotracker's tagged 32 unique locations where the van stopped.
We don't have time to check 'em all.
Longer they got Sebastian, more likely
he ends up like Lieutenant Reid.
I haven't finished wowing you yet.
Program's cross-checking
the locations for multiple stops.
We might be able to find
where they're keeping him.
There's a reason why we don't have permanent partners at FBI.
Helps objectivity,
especially in situations like this.
Yeah, well, I like having skin in the game.
Means you'll do whatever it takes to get the job done.
Like using FBI resources without permission.
The geotracker?
Well... system's not even active yet.
We're just, uh...
giving it a test run. Mm-hmm.
Director Isler sign off on the test run?
Would you have asked for permission?
Our methods starting to rub off on you.
Nah, I wouldn't read into it.
I'm just trying to help you out.
All right, here we go.
Four more hits on the van,
all in the same location.
Market Street Power Plant.
Thank you.
Thank me when we get your guy back.
(distant siren wails)
PATTON: This is weird, man.
I've hacked a lot of computers in this job,
but almost never a friend's.
Almost never?
Recreational hacking doesn't count.
Well, I don't like snooping in Sebastian's personal life
anymore than you, but if it helps us
get him back... When we
do get him back, I'm gonna talk to him about these prehistoric
firewalls. Man, they're a joke. Maybe you should
talk to him about getting a hobby, too.
Or getting rid of some of this stuff.
I mean, what is this?
Worth a fortune on the Internet, that's what it is.
Sebastian's a man of many pursuits.
Huh. I didn't know he liked college football.
When'd he become an Alabama fan? He's not.
He just wanted to get tighter with you.
(short chuckle)
Well, how about that?
Hey, man,
we are gonna get him back, right?
You're damn straight.
And I'm in.
All right, run a search on anything related to Lt. Reid.
Escape Proof?
MMPVR-- massive multi-player virtual reality.
A video game?
Your avatar's locked in worlds
that's basically impossible to escape from.
I'm talking Mensa-level difficult.
Oh, man. So, the player's
supposed to break out? That's cool.
Huge in the gaming world.
Everyone is geeking out over it.
But the government is up in it, too.
NSA, CIA, NASA--
they're all looking for talent.
All right, sounds like
right up Sebastian's alley.
Yeah, he's obsessed.
But I guess it paid off.
'Cause he's the number-two ranked player in Louisiana.
LASALLE: And Lieutenant Reid's first.
So the kidnappers took Reid to use his Escape Proof skills,
and then when he refused they turned to Sebastian?
But what would they possibly want to use those skills for?
(whispers): Go.
Pride!
Is that...
No.
N...
No, no, no.
I don't think so.
Sebastian's not married.
Okay.
Well, then where the hell is he?
GUARD: Exercise only!
I want no talking.
(keypad beeps, lock buzzes)
How you doing, Mike?
Hey, Perotti.
Put your ID in.
Oh, right, yeah. Um,
that's me.
Um, Henry P-Perotti.
Sorry. It's his first day.
I'm so nervous.
Told you to keep your mouth shut.
I just... I blurt things out when I'm nervous, okay?
It's a condition. It hasn't officially been diagnosed,
officially diag... Shut up.
(keypad beeps, lock clicks)
I can't do this, okay?
Prisons like this, they have-they have multi-layered
digital security networks. I can't just wave a wand
and unlock every door in the building.
You're one of the few people in the country who can.
You escaped from virtual prisons with higher security than this.
And remember
what happens to your mother
and Dr. Wade if you fail.
What do we know, Christopher?
Lot of questions, not many answers.
Lieutenant Reid was kidnapped, tortured to death, then dumped.
Sebastian was kidnapped by the same two suspects
as Lieutenant Reid.
No idea what's happened to him since.
Yeah, we know he's still alive.
Ms. Loretta confirmed
that the burned body you guys found
at the Power Plant is not Sebastian.
PRIDE: Which means,
for now, we can assume Sebastian's okay.
Okay, but we still need an ID on the body.
Well, it's gonna take a minute,
especially without Sebastian to run DNA.
We're not any closer to understanding
why they were taken in the first place.
LASALLE: The best lead we got is this game.
Escape Proof.
Lieutenant Reid and Sebastian played it.
That's their connection.
Well, we need to know more about it.
LASALLE: Patton's digging in it.
He's trying to find a list of players in the area,
but, basically, it's a Hail Mary.
It's still our best bet
to finding and ID-ing the suspects.
Look.
I know this is hard.
We got to stay focused.
Give him a hand. I'll check in with Loretta.
You got it.
You really think Sebastian's okay?
I got to.
Have you found my son yet?
Chamomile, might do you some good.
Oh, I-I don't drink tea.
Esophageal sensitivity.
Not diagnosed, but still, I think...
Mrs. Lund.
You're worried about your son.
I am always worried about my son.
Only this time, I have a real reason to be.
NCIS, NOPD and FBI
are all working to find Sebastian.
Have you learned anything since this morning
when you told me that he was gonna be okay?
Obviously, not much... yet.
But we have some promising leads.
All right, have you looked at the statistics on kidnapping?
Because I have, and I really wish that I hadn't.
Every moment that passes,
something horrible could be happening to him.
I've worked with your son for a while now.
He's a smart, resourceful member of my team.
He knows how to look after himself.
Well, of course he's smart and resourceful.
And he admires you very much.
You are a Federal Agent.
He is a lab technician.
He's not prepared for any of this.
Let's not underestimate him.
Those are very kind words, Agent Pride.
But what are you going to say to me
if something happens to Sebastian?
(lock buzzes)
NOVAK: Just passing through.
Don't talk to anyone.
Don't look at anyone.
That-that the guy?
You really don't get this no talking thing.
Maybe, in all your research about me,
you didn't realize that I kind of have a problem
dealing with... pressure.
All right? Hi.
The more you tell me, the calmer I'll feel, okay?
The better I'll be able to help.
The more well-oiled this whole thing's gonna be.
Right now I feel like... I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.
Watch it.
Uh, this is really gonna dry out your skin.
Okay, it's got like...
Just... Or I can keep doing stuff like that.
However you want to play it.
Okay, you made your point.
The prisoner on the stairs is who we're breaking out.
It's happening now.
Um... I'm sorry.
You mean, you mean "now", as in, as in right now?
He's being transferred to another facility tonight.
No other choice.
You know that these things take planning, okay?
Research. Prison breaks aren't just spontaneous.
This one will be.
The old security hub.
Equipment isn't operational,
but the wiring's still connected to the prison's current system.
And?
You're gonna hack in.
With this.
(scoffs)
You're kidding, right?
Your friend Reid talked us through it...
As long as he could talk.
Said you can access the system.
Take control of the electronic locks,
cameras... create safe passage.
(stammers) Theoretically, yeah, but...
You-you understand that the escapes Reid and I pulled off,
those were pretend.
But this... isn't.
Reid said it was possible.
You'll make it happen.
All right.
Okay, if I, if I can do this,
you don't kill me and you don't hurt anyone else, right?
Right.
GUARD (over radio): Novak, we need you on Tier 3, now!
Get to it.
Copy that. On my way.
WADE: It took a little longer than normal
without Sebastian here,
but we have DNA on our John Doe.
Henry Perotti.
Prison guard. Scheduled to start a new job
at Lafitte Federal Penitentiary.
This is meaningful, right, Dwayne?
It can be of some use?
Could be.
Sebastian and Reid may have been grabbed
because of their connection to this Escape Proof game.
Now a prison guard is dead. Yeah.
Yeah, it's possible something's happening at Lafitte prison.
Warden's a friend of mine.
I'll call him.
Carl, it's Dwayne.
Calling about one of your guards. Henry Perotti.
Sorry to tell you,
but we think we found his body this morning, and...
You sure?
Yeah, I-I-I'll call you back.
He says Perotti clocked in for work today.
What?
(phone beeping)
Sebastian.
Ah, Pride. Thank God you picked up.
Hey, Loretta.
Are you okay, dear?
For the moment, right now, yeah.
We'll see how long that lasts.
Is that a guard uniform? Yeah, listen,
I-I-I found a back door to the prison's Internet,
but I don't have a lot of time.
PRIDE: Okay, you're at Lafitte, all right?
Just sit tight. I'll call the warden.
I'm coming to get you.
No, no, no, no, no.
You can't call anyone. You can't save me.
All right? Not yet, at least.
You got to let me break someone out of here first.
Sebastian, what are you saying?
Who are you trying to break out? I've got a plan.
Just, Pride, I need you to be waiting outside of the pri--
(lock buzzing)
Damn it, Novak's coming back. I'm out of time.
Just trust me, guys. If you try to stop this,
they're gonna kill me.
I just feel absolutely useless here.
Isn't there anything I can do to help?
PRIDE: You just sit tight, Loretta.
Everything's gonna be fine.
Uh, never mind. I found something.
Sorry. I'm-I'm intruding.
I know I shouldn't be here.
I just-- I wanted to see it,
you know...
(chuckles)
You're Dr. Wade, aren't you?
That's right.
And your Mrs. Lund.
(crying): I've heard so much about you, just...
I feel like I know you. (laughs)
Mrs. Lund.
Oh, Sylvia, please.
Uh, Sylvia, would you mind to let go?
I can't breathe.
I'm-I'm so sorry. Of course, I'm...
You know, I always thought that-that he would be a doctor
or a, or a scientist, but...
Choosing law enforcement, I-I just never...
I never understood it.
Well, it's not something you choose,
it's a calling, really.
I spent his entire life telling him to be careful.
You know, look both ways before you cross the street.
Don't talk to strangers.
Turn off all appliances during a lightning storm.
Mothers worry about their sons.
It's just that he was always
such a frail child.
Did you know that Sebastian never spoke a word
until he was three years old?
I didn't.
Yeah. I was sure that something was wrong,
so I-I went to every specialist,
and-and none of them knew what-what it was.
And then one day,
this switch got turned on,
and voilà! He just could not
stop talking, you know, he's just, just...
Like his mom.
And I know, it's just that some people find that annoying,
but for me, I...
I know, it just, uh...
reminded me that he was okay.
(sighs)
But now I don't know, I...
God, he's all alone...
Sylvia.
He's not alone.
We're with him.
Thank you.
It's okay. Come on.
It's all right.
LASALLE: Our two kidnappers took Sebastian into Lafitte
prison to help break someone out,
and he doesn't want us to save him?
Says he's dead if we make a move.
We're just supposed to stand down?
It's what Sebastian wants.
What I want is to know
who he's supposed to break out.
Let me edify you.
Goran Bogdan, aka Bogdan the Butcher.
He's Serbia's public enemy number one.
International smuggler.
Currently resides at Lafitte.
Lot of high value inmates at Lafitte.
Why'd you land on Bogdan?
I think I may have identified our kidnappers.
They belong to Bogdan's syndicate.
Natasha Divac and Stefan Yelich.
PATTON: Not easy when all you have is sketches,
but BRUCE came through.
He spit out these two.
Both Serbian. Both wanted by Interpol for various crimes.
And both have player profiles on the Escape Proof game.
Yeah, they were looking for players in that game
to help break Bogdan out.
And that's how they discovered Reid
and Sebastian-- the two top scorers.
Right, so they're our kidnappers.
But Sebastian mentioned somebody named Novak.
Novak.
Alex Novak.
Immigrated from Serbia in 2006.
Took a job as a prison guard at Lafitte last year.
That's around the time Bogdan arrived.
Record's clean, but he's got syndicate ties.
Perfect plant to help their boss get out.
Which, obviously, we can't let happen.
Which is exactly what we got to let happen.
Sorry? We stop the breakout...
they'll kill Sebastian. All due respect,
even if we don't stop the breakout,
they'll probably kill Sebastian.
Listen, we got to call the warden and shut this down.
I realize this goes against every FBI protocol you got.
No need to involve you any further, let's go.
Hey.
I think I've proven that I don't really care about protocol,
but this is about common sense.
There's a chance this Bogdan might actually get away.
Not gonna let that happen.
Bogdan makes it out of the prison, that's a good thing.
We take him down and save Sebastian.
You don't even know when the breakout's supposed to happen.
When Sebastian called Pride's phone from the prison,
he left a digital footprint.
I might be able to back trace it.
Which means maybe we can keep tabs on Sebastian.
Do you hear yourselves? "Might be, maybe."
There's not a lot to go on.
Look, we have Sebastian, too.
All right? He said he had a plan.
Who? Your lab tech who's afraid of his own shadow?
What's he gonna do?
You don't know Sebastian like we do.
Please. This is insanity.
Look, we get it, you're not on board with the plan.
That's fine.
We are, so excuse us.
No, excuse me.
Did I say I'm not on board with the plan?
I've worked with you guys enough times to know
that when you got a plan, it's worth considering, but this?
This is crazy.
But see, it just doesn't matter when you got skin in the game.
All right.
Let's go find the little guy.
Patton.
Let us know when you got a bead on Sebastian.
We are going to Lafitte.
Why am I already regretting this?
NOVAK: Can you get on the prison's network or not?
Well, it's-it's not just one network.
it's a series of subnetworks, and each one controls
a different part of the facility.
Hack them all. It doesn't... it doesn't work like that.
(shouts, hisses)
Don't forget what's at stake here for you.
It's all I'm thinking about.
Well, that and a-a work-around to access the whole network.
See, if-if the emergency system gets activated,
then all the subnetworks filter into one master network.
Then I've got control of every camera,
sensor and door in the prison.
What do you need to get it done?
An emergency.
(door opens)
I found the computer tablet that Sebastian is using.
He's trying to hack into the security network,
and he's not covering his tracks at all.
Well, he's got to be nervous, with so much at stake.
Sure, he's nervous, but he's never sloppy.
He's doing that so I can find him.
Yeah, like bread crumbs.
He knew we'd be looking.
You got to love the guy.
Let's love him later.
Any idea where
he's coming out of the prison? Not yet.
But he's trying to access the emergency security system.
Only used when the prison is on lockdown.
You let us know the second you know more.
(sighs) Sebastian, talk to me, man.
(alarm blaring)
MAN: Attention, all blocks. Lockdown.
Lockdown. Lockdown. (indistinct shouting)
Y'all are on mandatory lockdown.
GUARD: Return to your cells! All inmates return to your...
Come on, Patton. Figure this out.
There's your emergency. We're on lockdown.
You access the network?
I'm in. Yeah. I got full control of security.
Doors, cameras, everything. What's our exit route?
Drainage pipe in the back of the building. I'll clear the way.
Come on, let's go get your guy.
(alarm continues blaring) Cameras still look active.
Yeah, they're on, but the signal's been disrupted.
We're good.
Unlock the door.
(beep)
(beeping, lock buzzes)
(lock clicks)
Come on out, Mr. Bogdan.
Wait. Bogdan?
You mean like Bogdan the Butcher?
Took long enough, Novak. We got to go.
He's, like, a really bad person.
Now, Sebastian.
(alarm continues blaring)
Yes! I knew my man had a plan.
Pride, we got movement. I'm tracking the signal
on the computer. I know where Sebastian's gonna come out.
He's in a drain pipe. He's coming out about 100 yards
behind the prison.
GREGORIO: Okay, fire started in the prison
ten minutes ago. They're in full lockdown.
LASALLE: King.
It's our suspects. Right on time.
I'll call for backup. No, no, no.
Plan is get eyes on Sebastian first.
(grunting)
BOGDAN: This is disgusting, Novak.
NOVAK: Keep moving, Mr. Bogdan.
Oh, we got a problem. What?
Prison security patrol.
Don't think they're hip to the plan.
MAN: Turn off your engine and step out of the vehicle.
Turn off your engine and step out of the vehicle.
(panting)
Oh, this isn't gonna go well.
Damn it. Hang on.
(panting)
(shouting)
You said this was safe!
It was! Let's go!
Forget about him!
NATASHA: Come on, hurry! Move!
Let's go!
(grunts)
(gunfire continues)
This is a bad idea.
(engine starts)
LASALLE: Sebastian!
(engine revving)
(panting)
Weren't we supposed to save him?
GREGORIO: Yeah, we need backup
at Lafitte Federal. We're tracking a gold
dually pickup truck heading west.
Hope you have something, P,
'cause we don't have a visual on the truck.
Got the whole kit and caboodle.
Get ready to turn on the service road
on the right.
Tell me you're not guessing.
I'm not doing anything. This is all Sebastian.
I'm still tracking the signal on the computer.
Man had a good damn reason for getting in that truck.
That's some straight hero ball. Could've just thrown the tablet
in the pickup and saved himself.
Just saying.
(beeping) Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
I'm screwed.
Oh, we got a situation, man.
I lost the signal.
I'm at a fork in the road. Which way, Patton?
I don't know. Sebastian's signal is dead.
We got every cop in the state heading this way.
Well, it won't help if we don't know where they're going.
Bogdan just busted out of federal prison.
Got to have an exit plan to get out of the country.
Well, the closest air strip from here is 40 miles. They're not gonna take a plane.
It's the bayou. Dozens of boat slips.
Any number of ways to sneak into the gulf and then open ocean.
That doesn't really narrow down our search.
Where are you, Sebastian?
You make a mess of this, Novak.
You're out, aren't you?
"Thank you" would be nice.
Just give me the damn clothes.
And take me to the boat.
(birds chirping)
It's a really bad idea.
Common household items.
(grunting)
(distant boom)
I think we found Sebastian.
(panting)
I'll get him! He'll call the police!
I got it! Get Bogdan on the boat! Don't leave without me!
(panting)
Let's go.
NCIS!
Put the weapon down!
(shouts)
(grunts)
(Natasha groaning)
Novak and Sebastian-- I don't see 'em.
Where are they?!
What's in it for me if I tell you?
We don't kneecap you, for starts.
(groans)
Doesn't matter anyway.
You're too late.
(panting)
(grunts)
(automatic gunfire in distance)
Sebastian, get away...
(groaning softly)
Hey.
It's over.
(panting)
I got you, okay?
Did I...?
Did I, uh...? Yeah.
You did good.
(panting)
Okay. All right.
(sighs heavily)
All right.
You can let go now, Sebastian.
Uh-uh.
♪ ♪
(Lasalle whoops)
Hail to the conquering hero!
Oh, I'm so glad you're safe!
Man, why you want to worry us like that?
Getting all emotional.
Guys, I... I-I don't know what to say.
I mean, if it weren't for you... Really?
You're trying to give us credit?
Yeah. Drop the humility angle.
You were the badass out there today.
"Badass"? Yes.
I like how that sounds. Don't let it go to your head.
I mean, technically, I guess I-I did orchestrate a prison break.
Mmm. Badass in my book. Right,
and I blew up a truck. Oh, and
I knocked out this super scary dude
who had a super scary gun. No.
Yes. Oh, Lord, we done created a monster.
SYLVIA: Peaches!
Mom?
(laughs)
(grunts)
"Peaches," huh?
(Sylvia and Sebastian laughing)
SEBASTIAN: I'm okay.
I'm okay.
♪ ...like a flu ♪
♪ And it's all because of you ♪
(indistinct chatter)
All I'm saying is that I think you need to be more careful.
I think you should enroll in a safety class.
There's one every month at the Y. Mom...
It's just a suggestion, Peaches.
I know that you can handle yourself. Here.
You know, I'm good.
Hey, Evette.
Hey, Sebastian. Want the usual?
No. You know what, today I am gonna go rogue.
I'm gonna get steak and eggs
with extra yolks, if that's possible.
And...
I'd love your phone number.
♪ It's on fire, fire ♪
♪ Fire, I'll be fired on by you... ♪
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