(rock music playing)
(rock music continues)
All right, boys, here you go.
(door bangs open)
Is that your blue van out front?
Kick him out!
(men grunting)
(shouts)
(screams)
I asked if that was your van.
(bones crunch, man screaming)
Talk or die.
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang ♪
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ How, how, how, how ♪
♪ Hey, hey ♪
♪ You gotta come on. ♪
GREGORIO: Come on, we've all noticed the change in Pride.
He's got a little extra bounce in his step,
few more smiles, a little cologne.
I'm pretty sure that cologne is Sebastian's.
It's part of his new agent makeover.
Pride's been different, ever since Rita got back--
who, by the way, calls him all the time now.
Well, she is a JAG Reservist and an A.D.A.,
so it's just probably business.
See, now that's your problem, Lasalle.
If you can't see the obvious romance in the world,
how do you expect to ever get it for yourself?
Gregorio, Gregorio.
I don't need any help finding "romance," all right?
I'm doing just fine, thank you.
You're doing just great, knucklehead.
(exhales)
LASALLE: Looks like one heck of a bar fight.
PRIDE: More like an assault.
One of the victims recognized a Marine Corps tattoo
on the attacker, so NOPD called us in.
We get an I.D.?
Sebastian's working on it.
Assailant left one dead,
three in the hospital.
Two more ran off as NOPD arrived.
One marine took out six guys?
Without firing a shot.
Only weapon discharged
apparently belongs to the victim.
Morning, team.
(sniffs, groans)
What?
What do you got, Sebastian?
Uh, I got a blood trail that indicates
the victim might've shot our suspect before being killed.
Sergeant John Brossette, U.S. Marine Corps.
I didn't even need his blood to I.D. him;
he left plenty of prints.
Think he'd be a little more careful than that.
Well, either that or he didn't care for some reason.
Anyway, I got a local address,
but anything past that, I need security clearance.
Could be Special Ops.
Yeah. Look, Percy's back at the squad room.
Get her what you know.
Tell her to contact MARSOC to get clearance.
GREGORIO: There are three security cameras
on both sides of the bar.
You think we could get something from the feeds?
Yeah, I was just about to check. Okay, cool.
Our victim is Terrence Hayes...
(camera clicking)
...owner of the bar.
Prelim background check shows
he's got a long history of felony convictions.
Yeah, unfortunately for Mr. Hayes,
he also has a recent history
of being tortured.
Has bruising, compound fracture in the arm,
broken fingers,
looks like one at a time, too.
And based on the severed spinal cord,
likely cause of death was asphyxia.
Suspect broke his neck.
GREGORIO: So, what is this, revenge
or payback for something?
Could be a dirty marine.
They were in a deal together that went sideways.
Well, whatever it is, Brossette's dangerous.
We need to get him off the street and into custody fast.
Get a warrant.
Check his house.
I'll work with Percy.
We'll look into Brossette and Hayes both.
Best way to find our marine
is to figure out what the hell happened here.
SEBASTIAN: I got their surveillance feed.
And I got to say, aside from the fact that, you know,
somebody's dead, this is pretty badass.
Damn, that guy's got some serious skill.
Wow, so... (chuckles)
he gets shot, barely bats an eye, and just like that,
kills a man.
PRIDE: Well, doesn't look like that was
his intention.
He was walking away.
Still don't know what he was doing there. What'd you find?
Not much, just that Sergeant Brossette's
as highly trained as they come.
He's a Force Recon team leader.
So what's he doing going after a small-time felon in Clearwater?
And why do it like that?
Force Recon's trained in stealth tactics.
Brossette could've taken them out
without anybody ever finding out.
PTSD?
PRIDE: Looked pretty in control to me.
Plus, he clearly went after Hayes.
You find any connection there?
No, I checked NOPD, FBI, NCIC,
nothing, other than the fact
that they both live in Clearwater.
And Brossette... is originally from Haiti.
He met the marines doing disaster relief there,
emigrated to the U.S. with his wife, Amelia,
and then enlisted.
You talk to his wife?
I left her a message, but she hasn't responded yet.
(cell phone ringing)
Not much to go on.
Yeah, Chris.
LASALLE: I'm leaving Brossette's house now, King.
PRIDE: Any sign of trouble?
The door locked when you got there?
Yeah, we had to bust in.
Everything inside was normal, though.
Any sign of him or his wife?
No, none. Looks like Amelia Brossette
works with an advocacy group that helps immigrants.
Her calendar says she's at a federal detention center
in Oakdale today with clients.
(whispers): I'm on it.
Yeah, Gregorio's
talking to neighbors now.
Maybe she found something.
All right, well, sooner the better.
Keep digging, but be careful.
Don't want you running into Brossette without backup.
Copy that.
Hey.
I've seen some struggling neighborhoods since I got back,
but nothing like this one. It's sad.
Yeah, Clearwater got hit pretty hard by Katrina,
never recovered. Doesn't make sense, though.
It's right by the river. You'd think this would be
one of the first places to bounce back.
Yeah, I had three NOPD buddies that used to work the area,
and they all got reassigned to The Quarter.
Got to protect the tourists, right?
Hey, did you find anything on Brossette?
'Cause I sure didn't, and King, he seems a little nervous.
I don't blame him.
Only thing I got was good.
Neighbors sing the Brossettes' praises
like they're some kind of saints.
Woman over there, she says that
if it wasn't for him,
Clearwater would be overrun by crime.
He does what the cops don't.
So, what? He's some kind of guardian angel?
I mean, doesn't exactly jibe with taking out six guys
at a bar and killing a man, does it?
(groans)
(panting)
(cell phone ringing)
(Pride sighs)
I let Oakdale know we wanted
to talk to Brossette's wife when she showed,
but I did find something that might help.
Two days ago, bar owner, Hayes,
deposited almost ten grand, all in cash,
three times more than any deposit he'd made all year.
Find out how he got the money,
might give us a reason for Brossette's attack. Good work.
Thanks. Let's go to the hospital,
find out what the other victims know.
(cell phone ringing)
Um...
you not gonna answer that?
Nope. Mayor's called three times already this morning.
God, what does he want? Who knows?
Could be something about this case,
could be he's nervous 'cause I'm coming after him
for the murder of Javier Garcia.
Right now, all I care about is finding Sergeant Brossette
before he hurts anyone else.
SEBASTIAN: Hey, Pride. We might have a lead on Brossette,
and I think it's pretty cool.
And by "we," cowboy means me,
the one who actually found the lead.
See? You are upset, just admit it.
You don't want me sharing your office.
I have no trouble sharing, but I do have trouble
with you disinfecting my desk all the time.
Smell like bad cologne.
That actually is a-a cologne.
Is it too much, you think?
The lead, fellas.
PATTON: Okay, check it out.
I took a closer look at the surveillance footage,
zooming in on the victim's face.
Yeah, watch what happens when Patton enhances it.
I'm sorry, what exactly are we looking at?
We're looking at his lips.
PATTON: And we're using cutting-edge software
used by the CIA to read said lips.
COMPUTERIZED VOICE (distorted): Er-Oh-Emer-Emerald Paw-Pawn.
There-ee-that a-all I know.
Emerald Pawn, that's all I know.
Emerald Pawn? Where is that?
It's in Clearwater. It's right near the bar.
PATTON: That must be important,
'cause Brossette took off as soon as he heard that.
Not before Hayes took another shot at him.
That's when Brossette killed him.
All right, call Lasalle and Gregorio.
Tell them we will meet them at the pawn shop,
but to wait for us, in case Brossette's there.
Any sign of Brossette?
LASALLE: Not yet,
but the owner just opened up the shop.
Vadim Reznik.
Record's clean.
How you want to play this?
Let's talk to Reznik,
see if he has any idea why Brossette's so interested...
(gunshots in distance)
(panting)
Hayes is already dead.
You want to be next?
Federal agents! Don't move!
Get your hands in the air!
Drop the knife!
LASALLE: Drop the knife and raise your hands!
Let's go, get them up!
SONJA: Come on, Reznik.
Move, move, move!
PRIDE: Sergeant Brossette, NCIS!
Get on your knees now.
Gregorio, cuff him.
(grunts)
(groans)
(groaning)
(panting)
Everybody... all right?
Define "all right."
Reznik got away, too.
Who is that guy?
(sniffs)
(exhales)
Oh. Might need stitches.
Maybe you ought to go to the E.R.
I'm too humiliated to go to the E.R.
I don't want anybody else knowing that one guy
kicked all our asses.
Yeah, I'm feeling a little déjà vu.
It's not the first time we've been in here licking our wounds.
Lucky none of y'all got killed.
PRIDE: Yeah, don't think it was luck, Loretta.
Brossette had a chance, held back instead.
Yeah, and he didn't have to; he already killed a guy.
Well, the bar owner could've been self-defense.
I mean, think about it.
He took us out just enough so he could get away.
Hindsight, probably good
we didn't get a shot off.
Question is: what's he want so bad?
Whatever it is, Reznik must know.
Brossette was obviously pissed that the guy got away.
Which means he'll be going after him again.
But if we can find Reznik first...
He'll lead us right to Brossette.
You sure you really want to find Brossette again? That's a good point, Doc.
(cell phone ringing) We're not gonna underestimate him again.
Next time, we'll be prepared.
Ah.
Hey, Rita.
RITA: Dwayne, we need to talk.
Can you hold a sec?
Of course.
Gregorio,
you and Sonja see if you can find anything
to connect Reznik to Brossette or the bar owner.
Chris, take Sebastian back to the pawn shop.
We need to find something to help us locate Reznik.
You got it. Sorry about that, Rita.
Okay, I give. Who's Rita?
Well, that's the million-dollar question, ain't it?
Anybody seen Sebastian?
In his office. In my office.
Thanks.
Any luck on seeing where Brossette ran off to?
Nope. That marine managed to avoid every security camera
anywhere around that pawn shop; the man is a ghost.
We still can't find his wife, either; never showed up to work.
PATTON: I couldn't get a GPS
on her cell phone; could be she turned it off.
She doesn't want to be found no more than her hubby does.
All right, try going back and looking through
the security cams, see if you can find Reznik instead.
Find Reznik, find Brossette.
Exactly.
Everything all right?
Rita just called as an A.D.A.
Says that Hamilton just held a press conference.
Threw me and NCIS under the bus
for not catching
Sergeant Brossette fast enough.
Rita says that Hamilton
wants the D.A.'s office to investigate.
What? That's not fair.
Why would Hamilton do that?
Only one reason:
to get my attention.
Now he's got it.
I'm so sorry, Mr. Mayor. I couldn't stop him.
HAMILTON: Oh, that's all right, I'm used to it.
I'll call you back.
Oh, a-a return phone call would've sufficed, Dwayne.
That's all I'm saying.
What do you want? Should I call security?
Nah, he ain't gonna hurt me.
You know, whether you like it or not, Dwayne,
I'm the mayor. (door closes)
And that means when I call you, you damn well better
pick up that phone next time, you understand?
Or, what, you're gonna hold another press conference?
Try and blame me for your screwups?
My screwups?
There's a maniac marine running loose in the city.
How is that my fault?
He's not loose in the city,
he's in Clearwater.
No excuse for what he did,
but if you hadn't pulled basic resources,
like police... Oh, man,
that's just media crap, and you know it.
They're just trying to put a spin on everything...
Not spin, it's real.
You've left Clearwater high and dry for far too long,
and this is what happens. You don't know.
This whole city has no resources.
I had to make some choices.
Choices which benefit you more than the city.
Benefits like the ones Javier Garcia was gonna share
with the FBI... Ah, no! No, no, no!
That's it. ...before he was killed.
I'm tired, I'm tired
of your insinuations and your implications.
And if you think I have something to do
with Garcia's death, then you put up or you shut up!
Now, in the meantime, you do your damn job.
You catch this marine,
and you keep him and Clearwater off of the news,
or I'll make sure you stay on it.
(intercom beeps)
You can call security now.
(door closes)
You know, it'd be a lot easier to find
a connection to Brossette
if Reznik was a little bit more organized.
Look at this.
You think even a pawn shop would use a computer these days,
at least a stolen one.
Yeah, a lot of what draws folks to these kind of places
is things aren't tracked as easily.
Lot of cash transactions.
Yeah, that might explain where the bar victim
got his ten grand from.
Still, doesn't connect Reznik to Charles Bronson.
Charles who?
Come on, man, really?
Charles Bronson? You know?
Death Wish?
It's a morally questionable film
about vigilantism?
Guardian angel, just like Sergeant Brossette?
First one was a huge hit, but the sequels
just got ridiculous. Sebastian...
Although, in the third one,
Bronson shoots a bad guy with a rocket launcher.
That's actually pretty sweet. Sebastian.
What's "acepero..."
Acepromazine? That's it.
An animal tranquilizer.
It's usually used for dogs and horses. Why?
Well, I just found a bunch of it in here.
Why does a pawn shop have animal tranquilizer?
Any progress finding Reznik?
SONJA: Maybe.
Just got off the phone with Lasalle and Sebastian.
They found a stash of animal tranquilizers
hidden in Reznik's shop.
Animal tranquilizers?
Yeah, turns out, Reznik's brother-in-law
works at a vet hospital.
Yeah, and Patton tapped into Reznik's cell.
Turns out, Reznik's been making a lot of late-night visits
to the vet hospital.
Doesn't give us a connection to Brossette, but...
But it could give us Reznik if he's going back to the hospital.
Which is where Brossette might be waiting for him, too.
Worth a shot.
Good work.
Have Sebastian and Christopher
meet us back here so we can game plan.
Where you going?
Borrow a few things from the sheriff's office,
so Brossette doesn't catch us off guard again.
♪ ♪
(dog barking in distance)
There's Reznik.
Brossette's got to be close.
LASALLE: Copy that, King.
In position, and ready for your go.
Let's move.
(grunts)
No, please don't kill me.
(gun cocks) Where is she?
(explosions popping)
(both coughing)
PRIDE: Federal agents! Freeze!
NCIS!
(Brossette grunting, Taser crackling)
(men coughing)
PRIDE: All right, just breathe.
Be all right in a minute.
Please, this isn't what you think.
Yeah, tell it to the judge.
They've taken my wife!
That's why I went after them.
That's why I'm doing this.
If we don't catch them in time, I may never see her again.
(door opens)
EMS is coming to check your wound.
It's fine.
Triaged. I only care about Amelia.
We're wasting time.
SONJA: Breaking and entering,
aggravated assault, assault on a federal officer,
murder...
Murder? No way.
Hayes shot at me, twice.
It was self-defense.
Open to interpretation.
You attacked him first, with lethal force.
I only wanted to find my wife.
You got to believe me.
If we don't find
Amelia soon, I may never see her again!
PRIDE: All right,
calm down, Sergeant Brossette.
You need to talk to us.
We may not be able to help you, but if you're telling the truth,
we may be able to help your wife.
Night before last,
when I came home, Amelia wasn't there.
I assumed she was with a client.
She helps new immigrants,
people like we once were.
Helps them find jobs, places to live.
She work late a lot?
Never.
I called her, but it went to voice mail.
Called her friends, too,
people she works with, nothing.
I knew something was wrong.
Why didn't you just call the cops? I did.
But they wouldn't do anything for 48 hours,
and I knew I couldn't wait that long.
Amelia isn't the first person to disappear from Clearwater.
And what does that mean?
There have been whispers on the streets.
Stories of immigrants who arrived all alone,
young women with no families, suddenly vanish.
NOPD look into it?
Said they did,
but the women aren't citizens,
so there's nothing they could do.
The police hardly come around
Clearwater anymore, anyway.
So, you decided to take matters
into your own hands. I had no choice!
I wasn't going to let them take my wife!
Calm down, Brossette.
I used my training,
tracked down leads,
learned a blue van had been hanging around
where Amelia was last seen.
And that blue van led you to Hayes.
Who led me to Reznik.
REZNIK: All I do is clean them up.
I take photos, that's it.
Clean them up?
What kind of scumbag are you?
These are women we're talking about, not animals.
Yeah, well, apparently he treats them like animals.
Sedates them like animals, too.
Is that so they don't fight back?
Huh, is that it?
I swear to God, I don't hurt them.
These men, they're selling them.
They're shipping them out of the country.
Human trafficking.
You got any idea how many years that gets you in federal prison?
GREGORIO: You better start talking, Reznik.
You better tell us who you hand those girls off to,
or you'll never see the outside of a jail cell again.
REZNIK: I don't know who.
They don't want me to know who, in case I get caught.
I get them from Hayes.
When I'm done, I make a call on a burner cell and I leave.
When I go back,
the women are gone and my cash is there.
I just wait for the next batch.
Batch?
You're disgusting.
PRIDE: Did you get anything out of Reznik?
Just enough to make me sick to my stomach.
I can't believe this has been going on
for as long as it has without anybody finding out.
Hey, but if it wasn't for Brossette,
they'd still be getting away with it.
Obviously,
they took his wife by mistake.
Didn't realize who they were going up against.
Yeah, question is: who are they?
According to Reznik, the trafficking ring
is compartmentalized; nobody knows who's next up
on the food chain. We got to hurry up
before they get her out of the country.
But it's only been 36 hours since she was taken.
And it's not just Amelia they're trying to get out.
There's got to be others.
And that takes time.
That means we still have a chance.
Whoa, are we allowed to go at it alone?
We're NCIS; we caught our marine.
Shouldn't we loop in NOPD, FBI?
By the time we get through all that bureaucracy,
she'll be gone,
and we can't let that happen.
RITA: Dwayne?
Rita, what...
what's going on?
Hamilton sent me.
Hamilton? What do you mean? Why?
Because I'm both JAG and A.D.A.,
and Sergeant Brossette's case could be heard in either court.
GREGORIO: Hold up,
what case?
Marine killed a civilian, right?
And word is, you have him in custody, Dwayne,
so I'm here to take him in.
And Hamilton sent you?
He called the D.A. and was pretty insistent.
He already has a press conference set up
to announce the arrest.
Why am I not surprised?
I know how you feel about Hamilton,
but I have to do my job.
So, do you have Brossette or don't you?
Just give me a minute.
What?
Yeah, we'll be right back.
Wait. Well, Dwayne...
Patton, Sebastian? RITA: Hello?
Hey, wait, wait, whoa, I know all of y'all
are not moving in here, man. Come on.
Look, never mind that.
Did you get anything off of Reznik's burner?
Nothing on it, except for one number.
It's the same number Reznik been calling every week or so.
It's got to be the next link on the trafficking chain.
So we are gonna help Brossette find his wife.
We're gonna try, but we got to move fast.
Might need Brossette to help us, though.
Wait here.
I... Hold that thought.
I got an idea,
but here's the deal.
NOPD's waiting outside that door to take you downtown,
but I'm willing to try and hold them and the A.D.A. off
if you help me find your wife.
So we're clear,
probably won't help you avoid charges, and it's dangerous.
Tell me what I have to do.
RITA: Are you out of your mind, Dwayne?
I'm telling you, it's not as simple as you think.
Pretty simple from my point of view.
I'm under strict orders.
And I'm not asking you to disobey them.
All we want is a little more time.
12 hours, that's all.
12 hours for what?
To try and catch the traffickers,
get Brossette's wife back.
Rita, listen, despite what the mayor
wants it to look like, this isn't just about
a maniac marine on the loose.
Brossette's wife was taken.
He's just trying to save her, to save others.
But if you take him now, we may lose our only chance.
Clearwater is an immigrant neighborhood, all but ignored.
That's why the traffickers
target the women there-- because they don't think anybody cares.
Trying to guilt me into this? Is that your best pitch?
So far.
I just don't see how we can walk away from this, Rita.
Well, you can't walk away from anything.
That a bad thing?
Was for us.
Even though,
I have to admit, I always admired that about you.
The fight for right.
You had the fight back then, too.
(chuckles) Still do, as far as I can tell.
JAG, A.D.A.-- you're not doing it for the money.
(chuckles): That's for sure.
You're gonna say yes, aren't you?
I was from the beginning.
I just wanted to watch you work for it a little.
12 hours,
not a minute more.
You got it.
Thanks.
(door opens)
Bought us some time, but not much.
Means we got to move fast. How bad you hurt?
Don't worry about me. What's the plan?
We found a way to contact the traffickers,
but you're the only one who can make them meet.
How so?
They got to know who you are, what you've been doing.
Explain to them
you don't want any trouble,
you don't care about the others.
Just want to get Amelia back and that you're willing to pay.
What if they don't bite?
Then you tell them you won't stop,
you'll keep coming after them.
Doubt they want publicity
any more than Mayor Hamilton does.
Even if they agree to meet,
they'll try to kill me.
Me and my team will be right there backing you up.
Moment we see Amelia, we move in.
You're right, though.
No guarantees this'll work, but it's all we got.
It's up to you.
♪ ♪
(vehicles approaching)
Showtime.
Copy that. Standing by.
Brave man.
You must really love your wife.
Where is she?
First thing first.
You understand, this is all an unfortunate mistake.
Your wife was never meant to be taken.
Any sign of Amelia?
GREGORIO: Can't see. Windows are tinted.
Let's see the money.
Not until I see my wife.
It's a setup. It's a setup! Federal agents! Freeze!
(grunts)
Amelia!
Where's my wife?!
She's not in there!
The wave of violence in the Clearwater area
continued until early this morning,
leaving three dead and one critical.
But with Marine Sergeant John Brossette
finally in police custody,
the mayor hopes things can return to normal.
"Return to normal." Is that some kind of joke?
Brossette was the only one who was keeping Clearwater
from getting out of control.
Yeah, and trying to stop the traffickers.
Just talked to NOPD.
Brossette's at the hospital jail ward.
He lost lots of blood, but he should be okay.
Yeah, until they try him for murder.
Well, I mean, he did kill a man.
Whose side are you on?
I'm just saying that if the mayor wants
to pin all this on Brossette, then he's screwed.
No, King won't let that happen.
We need to focus on getting these traffickers.
Yeah, and what we need is a lead.
GREGORIO: May have one.
NOPD found port parking stubs from three of the guys
that tried to kill Brossette.
Okay, the port makes sense; that's the best way to get
kidnapped women shipped out.
Right, but the question is: are we too late?
What do you got on the bad guys?
Just that they're all connected to Bulgarian organized crime.
We just don't know which networks.
I got ATF working on it.
GREGORIO: All right, I'll check with FBI, too.
Maybe I can identify which syndicate we're dealing with,
and then we'll make the connections
that they have at the docks. Yeah, and hopefully
we can narrow down which ship or ships they're using.
Yeah. All right,
Sebastian and I will head down to the docks,
see what we can find.
Now, when King gets done with the mayor,
he's gonna want to know if we learned things.
Let's have answers. Okay.
(exhales)
HAMILTON: None of this would've happened
if you'd just simply done what you were told
and handed Brossette over.
I gave strict orders to the D.A.
Has nothing to do with the D.A. This is my decision.
Oh, y-your decision wouldn't have anything to do
with that little ex-girlfriend of yours, would it?
Rita had nothing to do with... Oh, that's right.
Yeah, I forgot she was back in New Orleans.
Yeah, I won't make that mistake again. Don't worry.
Listen to me, Hamilton.
The only thing we need to be worried about right now
is trying to save not just Brossette's wife,
but all the other women who were taken, too.
Yeah, that's my job, not yours.
Which is why I'm in the process
of assembling a joint task force right now...
Damn it, we don't have time for that!
They'll be long gone by then, if they're not already.
Well, it ain't your problem anymore, or your case, Dwayne,
so drop it.
Bottom line: you don't,
I promise I'll have a judge hold you in contempt
for not handing Brossette over in the first place.
(door closes)
Hey. Hey.
I guess I don't need to ask how it went in there.
I didn't get you in trouble with the D.A., did I?
Nothing I can't handle. Look...
Don't apologize, Dwayne. It was the right thing to do.
Just because it didn't work out...
Yet. It will.
Just got to figure out how.
I'm not giving up on Brossette's wife
or the traffickers...
What?
(chuckles): Nothing. It's just...
some things never change.
I can't figure
Hamilton out.
Why stonewall me on this? Right?
Innocent lives are at stake.
It has nothing to do with me or Garcia's murder.
What am I missing? I was trying to figure out
the same thing, so I did some checking.
HAMILTON: Call and tell him I'm on my way.
I've got a friend in Planning and Development
who says the mayor shelved a couple of housing projects
in Clearwater.
So, I got curious, I started asking around.
And apparently, Hamilton has quietly...
...has quietly derailed every proposal there,
not just a couple.
So, it's not about lack of resources.
No, it's willful intent.
And I don't know why he's doing it,
but obviously there's a reason.
One that he doesn't want anybody figuring out.
Well, it explains why he wants the media
focusing on something else.
Yeah, and why he was in such a hurry to catch Brossette,
get Clearwater out of the news.
(phone beeping)
Still got some fight in you.
Might have something on the traffickers. I got to go.
I'll keep digging. Okay.
Rita.
Watch your back.
I don't trust Hamilton.
Talked to a forklift operator
over at the docks who saw a ship late last night.
Loaded cargo in the dark and headed out.
Get the ship's name?
No, but Percy traced the dock's lessee
to a Micha Draganov.
He's got ties to a Bulgarian crime syndicate
operating throughout the South.
That links him to the men who attacked Brossette.
Yeah. Problem is, Draganov took off in a cigarette boat
over a half hour ago.
Eh, doesn't like publicity. Making a run for it.
SEBASTIAN: Hey, guys. Good news.
The Coast Guard activated the Helicopter Interdiction
Tactical Squadron, and they spotted the boat.
Captain Larrabee, this is Special Agent Pride, NCIS.
Nice to meet you. HITRON fired warning shots,
stopped your suspect's boat, but not before
he made it to international waters.
Yeah, and since Draganov's boat has a Bulgarian registration,
we need permission before we can even board.
LASALLE: What are you saying? We got to wait?
No, we're not waiting.
Every minute that passes,
that cargo ship gets farther away.
Sebastian, you stay here,
work with Sonja
and Gregorio.
Find that ship.
You got it.
Let's go!
(engine revving)
(indistinct radio chatter)
(ship horn blows)
(siren wailing)
MAN (over speakers): This is the U.S. Coast Guard.
Keep your engine secured.
We're coming alongside.
(siren continues wailing)
(siren stops)
PRIDE: Micha Draganov.
Federal agents. We need to talk.
Yeah? About what?
About your involvement in human trafficking.
Hands on your head. Turn around slow.
(gun clicks)
It's clear.
PRIDE: Make it easier on yourself
if you just gave us the name
and destination of the cargo ship
that left port last night with the kidnapped women on board.
No idea what you're talking about.
Besides,
we are in international waters.
I doubt my government gave you authority.
Wave off the Coast Guard.
All right, we'll take it from here, fellas.
Thank you. Call off the helo, too.
What do you think you're doing?
Looking to motivate you.
(grunts)
(engine revving)
(gasps)
Hey!
Come back here!
Hey! Hey!
Hey! Come back here!
Hey!
You do know there are sharks in the Gulf.
Fully aware.
Hey!
Come back here!
No disrespect, King,
but you sure you know what you're doing?
We don't have time to make him tell us where the ship's headed.
I understand, but you know
that coercion doesn't hold up in court.
Not worried about court.
Just finding Amelia and the others.
All right.
Well, how's letting him drown accomplish that?
You think I'm gonna let him drown?
Thought did cross my mind.
Well, good.
Means it's crossed his mind, too. Hold on.
(engine revving)
Hey!
(Draganov gasping)
Let's try this again.
Ship name and destination.
It's the Nikolina.
Headed for Aruba.
Aruba.
(coughing)
Just that easy.
(coughing)
(doors creaking)
(women crying, whimpering)
WOMAN: U.S. Coast Guard. It's okay.
You're safe now. Estás seguro.
Come on.
Come on, ladies.
Está bien. Estás seguro.
Okay.
You're safe.
Are you Mrs. Brossette?
Amelia?
Yes.
Your husband's gonna be very happy to see you.
(sobbing softly)
♪ ♪
No, Pride did not toss him overboard.
Oh, yes, he did.
He didn't even hesitate, either. Ah.
You should've seen the look on Draganov's face.
I am so not at the FBI anymore.
So what did you do?
Well, I really didn't know what to do.
I was just kind of going along with the flow.
It worked well, though, didn't it?
Yeah, I'll say. We took down
a slave trafficking ring,
we saved Brossette's wife, busted the ringleader.
Not bad, considering how it all went down.
Think there'll be any blowback?
SONJA: (scoffs) I don't think so.
Draganov confessed; it doesn't matter why.
No one would believe him anyway.
What about Sergeant Brossette?
You think the fact that he was right all along
will help him out?
I think Pride's talking to Rita
about that very subject as we speak.
Oh, any excuse to talk to Rita.
Oh, here we go. Profiler at work again.
Doesn't take a profiler to see the obvious, knucklehead.
Mm-mm. Neanderthal.
Ah. That's a better word.
Whoa. That's a sick burn. See what I have to put up with?
SEBASTIAN: They got you.
(laughter)
(romantic jazz music playing)
If I remember right, you used to like it spicy.
You still do?
I... don't know. (laughs)
Uh, it's been a while since I've had shrimp Creole.
What the hell.
Ah. Attagirl.
By the way, if you think you're gonna butter me up
by wining and dining me, it's not gonna work.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Liar.
Sergeant Brossette's still in a lot of trouble.
Understood.
Mmm.
Mm-hmm.
Mmm.
He broke into two places, hurt a lot of people.
A lot of bad people.
Killed one.
Self-defense. Man shot him from behind.
Plus, if he hadn't, the trafficking ring...
Means justifies the end? Is that how you see it, Dwayne?
Like I said,
some things don't change.
Hmm.
I should be able to get his charges reduced.
Thank you.
You hungry?
Starving.
(clears throat)
I am worried about you, though. How so?
Well, you said that you think Mayor Hamilton
had something to do with Javier Garcia's murder.
I know that he did.
Just have to find a way to prove it.
Well, and then what?
You go after him,
or try to take him down? Is that it?
I'm gonna do what I have to do, Rita.
Mayor's corrupt. Known it for a long time.
With whatever Garcia had on him,
whatever he's doing with Clearwater,
it's different now.
And you think you can stop him?
Somebody has to.
The mayor's not under NCIS's jurisdiction, Dwayne.
And the end doesn't always justify the means,
especially if it ends up getting you killed.
That's not gonna happen.
♪ I'm losing my mind ♪
♪ Over you. ♪ mind ♪