(techno music playing)
(video games chiming)
(groans)
Help me.
Please!
Help me!
(video game explosions)
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang ♪
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ How, how, how, how ♪
♪ Hey, hey ♪
♪ You gotta come on. ♪
All right, Percy, go long.
Boy, ain't no long in here.
You know what I mean. Run and look over your shoulder.
All right. Come on. Hustle.
Hustle. Hustle. Whoa!
LASALLE: Oh, come on, Percy.
That was a perfect throw.
He's just trying to avoid playing our game.
That's right. Okay. Calling your bluff.
Go for it. All right.
Truth or dare? Truth.
When'd you lose your virginity, high school or college?
Wait, you can't ask me the same question you just asked her.
Who says? Uh-huh. Like I said, avoiding.
(phone chimes)
Oh, let me guess. Saved by a case?
It is King. He says he's in Baton Rouge,
and if we don't have anything going on, we can leave early.
Ooh, don't got to tell me twice.
I love when Pride's spending time with his daughter.
It means nobody's coming in here saying...
We got a case. Exactly.
No, really, we got a case. I just found out.
A naval civvy employee was murdered.
Well, how'd you find out, Sebastian?
We didn't get the call.
Oh, you will. It's all over social media.
"GameCon Killing."
This is huge. And these are my peeps.
We got to roll!
I fixed this thing yesterday. Come on!
Yes.
I'll drive.
Who died and made him King?
(chuckles) Funny.
Anybody know what GameCon is?
SEBASTIAN: Are you kidding?
This is, like, the best convention ever
to come to New Orleans.
You got your Fall Fest,
your Mac N' Cheese Fest,
your Burlesque Fest, you know, but this...
this is geek fest. Why the costumes?
SEBASTIAN: Well, why not?
This is your chance to say, "This is who I am.
"This is what I like. I am Lanky Pants.
I'm not ashamed to admit it." Whoa, Lanky Pants?
It's a high school nickname that I should not have just shared.
But, uh... What do we got, Loretta?
Hey, don't mind him, Doc. Uh, he's amongst his peeps.
Oh.
Anyway, uh, the victim's Nate Carr.
Multiple stab wounds to the abdomen, chest and back.
Defensive wounds
indicates he fought his attacker.
But not here. Looks like the blood trail
leads in from the door.
NOPD said that he was attacked upstairs
in his hotel room.
Must have escaped somehow.
Wait, he was staying at the hotel?
Apparently. Why?
Well, either that's a coincidence
or PluckyDogXX was right.
Plucky who? Just, uh, someone who posted on my message board.
It's a place for people to post
conspiracy theories, so you never know
who or what to believe, but... LASALLE: Wait a second.
You were warned about this in advance?
I mean, I think so. Maybe.
All he said was that
he had a friend that was staying here
and that he thought he was being watched,
but, you know, it sounded like average, everyday paranoia.
So, wait, this Plucky person warned you about our victim?
Did he say anything else?
No, just that he was, uh...
needed my help, and he was hoping I'd come to...
GameCon.
All right. Hold on.
Is it me, or was that wizard just staring at us?
Everyone's staring at us.
(chuckles) Now who's paranoid?
Yeah, but the point is...
somebody cried out, and I missed it.
All right. Lasalle.
You comb through Carr's hotel room.
Gregorio, you catch up with NOPD witnesses.
And Percy, you pull surveillance
while I check out that limited edition Batman poster
just real quick. No, Sebastian.
No, no, it's fine; it'll be all right. Learn things.
(all protesting)
No, real quick. I'll be right back.
Are you ki...?
Are we missing Pride yet? (all scoff)
Majority of the blood was found just inside the door.
Likely the killer was already inside
when Carr returned to his room.
Think he was lying in wait?
Or he was there looking for something
and Carr surprised him.
Anything stolen? Well, it doesn't look like it.
Even his laptop was still in the room,
although it was pretty well hidden.
The killer may not have had time
to find it before Carr arrived.
Too many questions, not enough answers.
We need to figure out why PluckyDog warned me about Carr.
Come on, people. We're missing something here.
I'm pushing my luck, aren't I? No.
Nah. No, I am. I'm sorry.
I'm still really upset that I didn't take this more seriously.
You know? Which is why... Take what more seriously?
Just one second. Which is why we need to figure out...
that Pride is back now... SONJA: Yes.
...and I need to shut up.
Hello. Hi. Welcome back, King.
Yep, and not a moment too soon. Trust me.
PRIDE: I don't know about that.
Patton downloaded me on the case so far.
Sounds like you're on the right track.
Told you all to take initiative while I was away.
Sounds like you're doing it.
Continue. Okay.
Yeah. All right. Well, uh...
Percy, did you pull surveillance
from the hotel at all?
As a matter of fact, I did.
So, I got Carr
leaving his hotel room just after being attacked.
Anyone leave after him? No, the killer must have ducked out
through the adjoining room, but you remember that wizard
you said was checking us out? Yeah.
He entered and exited Carr's room
about an hour before TOD.
Maybe he's our murderer.
(phone chimes) Or it could be Carr's friend,
that PluckyDog guy trying to get Sebastian's help.
We don't know. SEBASTIAN: Looks like
he's still trying to get my help.
He just texted me, he wants to meet.
Saying he's, uh...
scared for his life, too, now.
Well, you need to find out who he is so we can check him out.
Well, I-I mean, I tried earlier on the message board.
He's not saying. Could be a trap.
I don't like it.
What do you think, Sebastian?
Your case, your call.
Well, based on the fact that he reached out to me
before Carr was murdered, I think he's legit.
I also think I have to do everything I can
to make sure he's not the next victim.
All right. Go.
But take Gregorio just to be safe.
Okay. Well, uh, Percy and Lasalle,
you guys head to Belle Chasse and see if Carr's job
had anything to do with it, while Pride,
you and Patton do a deep dive,
tear that laptop apart. Come on, New York. Let's roll.
Now you're pushing your luck.
(jackal cackling)
Oh, no.
Oh, no, what?
What is that?
That is Triple P's worst nightmare, is what that is.
Damn!
(cackling stops) I've been jackaled.
The good news?
Definitely must have been something
on Carr's laptop worth killing for.
Bad news?
Whatever it was is long gone.
It some kind of virus? Yeah.
Sent by The Jackal.
He's not just my worst nightmare--
he's FBI's, too.
World-class hacker. No way to stop him,
nobody can find him.
And once he put that digital gun to your head,
you're screwed.
Well, why didn't he just...
hack into Carr's laptop at the hotel?
Why try to steal it?
Maybe to make it look like a break-in
so Carr wouldn't really know what he was after.
All the more reason
to figure out what was really on there.
Pride, ain't gonna happen.
I hate to say it, but I done met my match.
P. Even your friend Elvis
wouldn't be able to crack into this laptop.
Although... What?
This virus was sent remotely.
That mean you can trace it?
If I can...
we might get more than what he stole.
We might hit the cyber hacker jackpot.
(cackling)
(trolley bell dings) Pride said to watch our sixes.
Might be more to the case than we realize.
All the more reason
to make sure nothing happens to PluckyDog.
You realize you're saying that like it's a real name, right?
So? Well, it's not real.
Okay? You ask me, too many people are walking around here,
thinking they're making connections when they're not.
It's just not healthy.
Well, I mean, I could argue the exact opposite, you know?
People like me, admittedly a little shy, a little geeky.
I mean, we didn't have a way to connect until we got on... No. No, no, no.
Computers are not connecting.
Okay, talking's connecting.
Eye contact. Knowing someone's real name.
That's connecting. See what I'm saying? Mm.
Let me ask you a question.
And don't get offended. (laughs wryly)
When's the last time you had a date?
What does that have to do with anything?
It's been a long time, right? It's been a dry spell.
That's my point. This is what I'm talking about.
This social media stuff is crazy. I don't like it.
I don't like it at all.
And what I really don't like is that I got to walk
into an abandoned building to save somebody named PluckyDog.
How do you really feel, though?
GREGORIO: I don't like this.
Yeah, I know. I heard. No, I don't mean my rant.
This place. Who would want to meet here?
Someone who's really scared.
(phone chimes)
"Take the elevator upstairs."
What? No.
There's not even any power.
(phone rings) Wait.
Hold on. Don't move.
Pride?
Pride. Yeah. No, wait. I can't hear you. Hold on. PRIDE: Can you hear me?
GREGORIO: Hey. Yeah, Pride, I can hear you now.
What's up? The Jackal? What about The Ja...?
He's here? (elevator bell chimes)
Don't go in there. It's a trap! Sebastian! Oh...
Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Sebastian!
(elevator bell chimes)
♪ ♪
(elevator doors close)
Stop.
Identify yourself.
Lanky Pants, it's me.
Adrian?
Adrian Cohen? Sebastian.
I'm so scared.
That's why I contacted you.
Wait, you're PluckyDog?
Yeah.
It's a long story.
(chuckles softly)
You look good.
Oh. Um... How have you been?
(Adrian gasps)
FBI. Hands up! Now!
You know what, maybe we'll just catch up a little later.
Wait, you really think
that she's The Jackal? Are you serious?
FBI's been tracking IP addresses,
led us right to her. Sebastian, what's going on?
I don't understand. You know her?
Yeah, we went to high school together. Listen, listen, you're
making a huge mistake, okay? I mean, she reached out to me
for help. Why would she do that if she's the Jackal?
Look, this isn't an NCIS case, it's FBI.
You don't like it, take it up with the SAC.
We-we got to do something, Tammy.
I can't let this happen. How well do you know this girl?
Well enough to know that she's not who they think she is. All right.
Hold up. Hey, hey, hey, actually, this is an NCIS case.
You're, uh, suspect, Adrian, uh...
Cohen, Adrian Cohen. Ms. Adrian Cohen is our suspect
in the murder of a naval employee,
and since homicide takes precedence
over cyber crimes...
Wait, you guys think that I killed Nate?
No, of course not.
I mean, uh, maybe. Yeah.
It's a possibility. So that's why we got to take you in
for questioning. Let's go.
What's going...?
SEBASTIAN: (sighs) Thank you.
She better be as innocent as you say she is,
or we'll be in a lot of trouble.
ISLER: You are in a lot of trouble.
Do you know how long the FBI's
been looking for the Jackal?
You can't just steal our suspect.
Technically, she was our suspect first.
But I didn't kill anybody!
Oh, Adrian, don't worry about it. We got this.
No, you don't got this, I got this.
Raymond, just hold on.
This isn't just any small-time hacker.
Do you know how many government agencies
have been compromised because of her?
She's not The Jackal, all right? That's not possible.
And how do you know? They went to high school together.
And we were both on academic decathlon. Yeah. Yeah.
Well, hey, in that case, never mind.
I mean, what was I thinking? PRIDE: Sebastian,
take Adrian out to the courtyard
while we sort this out. Pride?
Okay, and don't let her
out of your sight, understand?
Okay, I promise.
Come on, let's go.
Raymond, look, it's a complicated situation.
Mm-hmm. A lot of moving pieces,
a lot at stake
for both FBI and NCIS.
Agreed? Agreed.
And since we all want answers,
I suggest that we work together.
A joint investigation?
Yes, and see where it all leads.
I swear to you, Sebastian,
I don't know what's going on.
I don't understand why any of this is happening.
Okay, okay, I-I know, I believe you.
Do you, really?
Well, yeah.
I just...
How did you know that something was gonna happen to Carr
before it even did, and-and why all the secrecy, you know?
Why the PluckyDog stuff?
Just-just pick up the phone and call me.
I... I wasn't sure you'd answer.
ISLER: Ms. Cohen?
It's okay.
Okay. Just-just tell 'em what you know.
Okay.
What?
Sure you haven't seen her since high school?
Yeah, why? Nothing. Relax.
I'm just... picking up on a little vibe, you know?
Connection.
Can you not, right now?
All right, let's go watch.
Man.
ISLER: These are all illegal hacks,
each perpetrated by The Jackal.
And each digitally tracked
by the FBI's cyber crimes division
to your computer, Ms. Cohen.
I'm telling you, I don't know anything about these.
I barely even use my home computer.
I use my cell. Which is how
we tracked you down today,
tracing your computer's IP
directly to your cell.
A cell which initiated
several high-profile hacks
and stole top secret software and held them for ransom.
Which is exactly what Nate was worried about.
We were working on a gaming app and he was convinced
that someone was trying to steal it.
At first I just, I-I don't know,
I thought he was being paranoid, and... PRIDE: But you must have
thought something wasn't right,
otherwise why reach out to Sebastian for help?
I wasn't sure. I thought that he could check it out.
But I didn't want him to think that I was paranoid, too,
so I-I didn't want him to know who was asking.
What were you doing in Nate's hotel room
just before he was murdered?
I was worried about him. We're partners.
I still hadn't heard back from Sebastian,
and I wanted to make sure that he was okay.
And then when Nate was killed...
I'm telling you, somebody's setting me up.
Someone is trying to make me look like your Jackal.
If so, they're doing a masterful job at it.
See here?
That's $3 million transferred to an offshore account
in your name, from your IP address.
What? Can you explain to me where that came from?
ADRIAN: I-I don't know. You know what, this is...
this is crazy, all right? This doesn't make any sense.
She-she's got to be getting set up.
Or maybe not. Don't bite my head off.
I'm just saying you haven't seen her in years.
You know, people change. It could be that...
She's not The Jackal, Tammy.
All right? And she's no killer either.
Adrian couldn't dissect a frog in the tenth grade.
You're telling me she stabbed somebody?
I'm not sure that argument'll hold up in court.
All right, let's just say you're right,
let's say she's not responsible for any of this--
why would somebody go through all this trouble to set her up?
I don't know.
But I do know she's counting on me to figure it out.
PRIDE: Raymond, let's talk.
You may not have much of a case, but I do.
I'm taking her in.
Yeah, I'm not sure she's guilty of either yet, Raymond. (scoffs)
She comes across as more victim than criminal on both cases.
The facts say otherwise.
You haven't proven anything yet. I don't need proof,
I just need probable cause, and I have that in spades.
You... Anything more on the virus?
I traced it back to the location where you found Adrian.
Trail stops there.
That's not possible. You keep saying that.
PATTON: I'll tell you what also isn't possible:
how The Jackal
was able to get through my firewalls
to even get to Carr's laptop.
After we got infiltrated last year, I turned this place
into a digital fortress. But if The Jackal's that good,
why were you able to trace it at all?
Exactly. It doesn't make sense.
Unless Adrian's being set up and he wanted the trail
to lead to her.
Listen, just give us till the morning, all right?
Let us see if we can figure out what's really going on.
It won't do you any good if you bring her in and you're wrong,
and The Jackal's still out there.
All right.
But if you can't prove that she's being set up
or that she's the murderer, she's mine.
Thanks, Pride.
Don't thank me yet.
Banking a lot on you trusting your friend.
But you better find proof to exonerate her
and fast, otherwise there's nothing I can do.
Yeah. Let's go.
Call Chris and Sonja.
They're on their way to Loretta's.
Fill 'em in. Jackal or not,
our job is to find out who killed Carr.
Copy that.
GREGORIO: How 'bout the base? Anything there? No, no, nothing Carr was doing
at Belle Chasse raised any flags.
Look, we're walking into autopsy now,
we will let you know what we find. GREGORIO: All right.
Not sure what we're gonna find is gonna help Sebastian's friend
either way. Sounds like she's in a whole heap of trouble.
Yeah, makes you wonder why she reached out for help
from Sebastian after all these years.
First love, maybe high school sweetheart?
Mmm... I'm thinking Sebastian
was more into robotics in high school than girls.
(chuckles) Miss Loretta.
Was just coming to see you. Did you find anything
to help us figure out who killed Carr?
I was just about to call Dwayne. I found skin samples
under the victim's fingernails.
Looked like he put up quite a fight.
Any chance it matched somebody
named Adrian Cohen?
No. They matched an ex-con.
Somebody by the name of Martin Farrel.
Why? Is that a problem?
ISLER: Time's up.
A deal's a deal. She's FBI's now.
Sebastian? Pride?
Sorry, Sebastian, she's not a suspect anymore,
we can't hold her.
Okay, okay, all right, h-hold on.
So, what if the two cases are connected?
What're you talking about?
Well, whatever The Jackal wanted was on Carr's laptop, right?
That's why he erased it. That's why she erased it.
Why would I erase something
that I helped him create-- or steal it? We were partners.
You wouldn't be the first person to kill their partner.
Except she's not the killer, Martin Farrel is.
Yeah, which means chances are that Farrel killed Carr
so that the real Jackal could
get whatever was on that laptop, right.
But The Jackal... he didn't want anyone to know
that it was actually a hack,
so he had to hire muscle to try to steal it.
But when Carr tried to stop Farrel,
Farrel had no choice but to kill him.
Okay, is anybody following this?
I think the point is,
The Jackal and the murder are connected,
which would still make this
a joint investigation.
All right, this is not a turf war, Raymond,
We're all just after the same thing.
No, no, no, I'm after the truth, he's just trying
to protect his old girlfriend from high school.
She barely even noticed me. He barely even noticed me.
Still, I can't deny that
there's some merit to what you're saying.
Agreed. To that end,
what if Sebastian
goes with your agents,
try and help them figure out
why somebody is setting up Adrian--
if she's being set up--
while you stay here
and help with all the cyber tracking.
A little FBI clout might help Patton cut a few timely corners.
(laughs) Since when do you need help cutting corners?
All right.
(scoffs)
(sighs)
Good job.
Go learn things. Yeah, all right. Thank you.
(indistinct radio chatter)
Hey.
Sorry I didn't try to help out sooner.
You know, maybe none of this would have happened.
No, it's not your fault.
Like you said, I should have called.
I would have answered.
Yeah?
Yeah.
I wasn't even sure you'd remember me.
Are you kidding me? Of course I'd remember you.
You were, like, the coolest girl in...
You were the coolest, uh, woman in high school.
(scoffs)
Even though, technically, we were 16,
so I don't know if you were a woman.
I don't really know how that works.
How come you never asked me out?
You mean on, like, a date?
Are you serious?
It's an unwritten high school law--
you never ask out anybody who's out of your league.
It's punishable by death.
Or worse, you know... humiliation.
Yeah, well, look who's humiliated now.
Listen to me.
I'm gonna help you get out of this, okay?
I promise.
(gunshots)
Get down, get down! (screams)
(automatic gunfire)
What are we gonna do? Ah...
Let's go. Go? Go where?
Away from the bullets. Come on.
Go, go, go, go.
(screams)
(gasps)
(Adrian gasping)
Did you really just do that, Lanky Pants?
Yeah, I think so.
And don't call me "Lanky Pants," all right?
I hate Lanky Pants.
Come on, let's go. Let's go!
All that matters is that you and Adrian are all right.
Just get back here quick. We'll figure it out. SEBASTIAN: Okay.
They're pretty shook up, but okay.
Thank God.
Can't believe Sebastian blew up a car to get away.
That's pretty impressive.
Yeah, but how'd The Jackal even know to attack
the car in the first place? Don't know,
but we need to find out.
Are your agents all right? Stable, thankfully.
Sounds like they're lucky to be alive.
What did Sebastian have to say? PRIDE: Two gunmen.
One he recognized as Carr's killer,
Farrel. They were lying in wait,
opened fire.
But why? LASALLE: Well, obviously,
to kill Adrian and thanks to Sebastian,
that didn't happen.
Yeah, but if The Jackal is behind this,
why would he first try to frame Adrian,
and then suddenly turn around and try to kill her instead?
And I repeat, how did he know she was being moved
to the FBI? They just left.
ISLER: Don't look at me. After the last mole,
the FBI re-vetted every agent.
Changed our entire digital security, too.
Wouldn't necessarily be enough to stop somebody
like The Jackal. PATTON: And it won't
stop him here, either. Turn everything off now.
Computers, plasmas. Shut it all down.
LASALLE: What's going on, Patton?
I kept trying to trace The Jackal's virus,
looking for his digital signature,
I found it. It's all over us.
He didn't just penetrate our firewalls.
He's listening to everything we do.
In fact, dump your cell phones,
and your Bluetooth watches. Everything.
ISLER: Adrian must know something awfully important
for him to go through all this.
Let's figure that out later.
Is anything safe here? I doubt it.
I wouldn't even trust the FBI at this point, either.
The Jackal is that good.
That's why he tried to kill Adrian.
Knows that we're not buying the setup.
All right. You and Sonja call Sebastian.
Use the pay phone on Bourbon Street.
Tell him not to come back here. Ditch his cell phone.
And get Adrian someplace safe.
Okay, but how are we supposed to contact him after that?
Tell him when this is all over,
we're gonna go celebrate.
Copy that.
All right. And then go to where
Sebastian and Adrian were ambushed.
We need leads if we're gonna find The Jackal.
You got it.
Yeah, but how are we supposed to do any of this
without technology?
Don't need technology.
We're gonna go old school.
I just got this.
(exhales)
All right, come on, come on.
We got to move. Let's go.
What's the matter?
What's the matter? What? Are you kidding?
Somebody just tried to kill us.
Well, actually, I think they're really only after you, so...
That didn't come out right, at all. I don't understand.
Why is this happening?
Why does someone want to hurt me?
I-I didn't do anything. I'm nobody.
Whoa, whoa. H-Hold on. You're not nobody, okay?
I mean, you weren't a nobody in high school
when you were making, like, the greatest zine I've ever read.
And you're not a nobody now,
when everyone wants to kill you.
Point being, in my experience,
if there are, like, bad guys after you,
you're pretty important, okay?
What?
Nothing. It's just, I...
I can't believe how much you've changed.
Nerdy, geeky, pimply.
I was, I was pretty pimply.
I was gonna say quiet.
But now you're like...
I don't know... badass.
Badass? Hello.
Really? Think so?
You just blew up a car and saved my life.
Yeah, I think so.
Yeah. You know, I don't want to brag, either, but that's,
that's not the first car I've blown up.
Come on, we got to go.
You got to help me figure out why The Jackal wants you dead
before he actually kills you.
PATTON: Oh, man, Pride.
1980s flashback.
Baby, when you said old school, Pride, you meant old school.
I haven't seen some of this stuff in years.
(coughing): I haven't seen some of this stuff ever.
Girl, stop. You ain't that much younger than us.
Some of it's leftover from the garage sale
I never got around to after my divorce.
And the rest is from my post-Katrina emergency kit.
Oh, is this part of your kit?
That was Laurel's. It's a keepsake.
Hmm. PRIDE: I haven't used a landline
since the bar got blown up.
I'm hoping it works. PATTON: Only one way to find out.
Plug it in. Still not sure how we're
gonna find this cyber king without cyber.
Same way we used to find things:
with good old-fashioned police work,
and boots on the ground. Yeah, but we don't even
know who The Jackal is. We don't know what he's up to.
We don't even know where to begin.
We begin with the muscle.
We find Farrel, we find The Jackal.
Although we may not be able to communicate, they still have to.
Yeah, and trying to kill Adrian the way he did leaves a trail.
A real trail. Hopefully, some of the clues
that Chris and Sonja found at the scene
will help us. (dial tone hums)
Dial tone. Uh-huh. That's great.
Meanwhile, we need to try and figure out
what The Jackal ultimately wants.
According to Isler, he wants money,
so he's like a digital bank robber.
It must be a lot of money for him to go through all of this.
Yes. Hey, could you help me unfurl this map?
Yeah. Yeah, and it's got to be connected
to whatever he stole from Carr's laptop.
What are these stickers?
These are IP addresses
The Jackal bounced signals off of
when I was tracing his virus.
I tried to narrow down potential hideouts
when we had to go dark.
Krewe Du Brew Cafe.
Oh, that's a high-speed Internet cafe.
That's one of the possibilities.
What is it, Pride?
Chris...
Chris found a Krewe Du Brew coffee cup at the ambush.
Could have fallen out of Farrel's car during the attack.
Go tell Chris and Sonja forget the supplies.
They need to go stake out this cafe.
Do you want me to stay with them?
No, we're low on manpower.
Come right back. Okay.
All right. And I...
will call Isler for backup.
(laughs)
I still don't understand what we're doing in a high school.
Well, you said that Nate backed up everything on a cloud, right?
Actually, several clouds.
Other people's clouds. People that didn't even know.
That's how paranoid he was.
Right, well, that paranoia might help us figure out
just what The Jackal stole.
Maybe stop him from doing whatever it is
that he wants to do.
Just as long as he hasn't found the backup first.
But won't he find us the moment I go online to search?
Not if we keep switching computers,
bouncing the signal around just like he does.
Sauce for the goose, Mr. Saavik.
I'm sorry. What's that?
Ancient proverb?
No, it's, uh, Star Trek II: Wrath of Khan.
You've never seen Wrath of Khan?
Come on, that's a classic.
You got Kirstie Alley, she's in her prime,
before Cheers. She's a half Vulcan, you know.
They put these little bugs in peoples'...
I just went from, like, badass to geek in no time flat.
Yeah. Yeah. Okay. That's fine.
I just, uh... Get over here,
and start searching. (computer beeps)
So just, um, out of curiosity,
you know, to follow up on what we were talking about before,
if I was a badass back in high school,
do you think, um... I don't know,
you think you would have gone out with me?
I would have gone out with you anyway.
Really?
Even though we were in, like, totally different leagues?
I didn't think so.
You just never asked.
Oh, yeah, I didn't really.
(quietly): Stupid.
I'm in.
I've got Nate's files.
Already?
Wait, hold on. Switch.
Ooh.
(computer trilling)
A lot of files to go through.
I mean, how do you know which ones...?
ADRIAN: Holy crap.
Someone put out a malware virus
to search the Internet for...
For Nate's gaming app. No, no, no. Mine. Side-U.
Nate was testing it out for me.
That's why it was on his laptop.
The Jackal stole my game.
Well, why? What does it do? Nothing special.
Other than it can learn
how players like to play the game,
and then it can take over for them if they want it to.
Take over? You mean, like,
like artificial intelligence take over?
You made a game that can adapt and think for itself?
I guess, yeah.
Well, I mean, come on.
That's badass.
Actually, you know what? It might be just bad.
'Cause if The Jackal is as good as everyone thinks that he is,
then he can use it to take over
a hell of a lot more than just games.
I mean, he could take over banks,
defense systems, anything he wants.
This could be like Terminator bad.
Terminator? No? No.
Okay, that's fine. That's just a movie that everyone on Earth has seen.
Not me. You know what?
It wouldn't have worked between us in high school.
Probably not. I feel much better.
Yeah, me, too. Here, go, switch. Come on.
LASALLE: We should go in.
See if Farrel's inside. No, no.
Gregorio said Pride wants us to wait for backup.
Yeah, well, there sure is a lot of waiting
doing things old school. (scoffs)
It's a miracle they got anything done.
There. That's Farrel.
SONJA: Wait. Did that guy...?
Did he just spot us?
How does he even know who we are?
He could if he's The Jackal.
Don't lose him. Don't worry.
(siren blaring)
That won't be necessary.
(computer trilling)
Turn left here.
Wish we could call it in. Just ram him.
THE JACKAL: Almost there.
Got him.
(tires squealing)
Unbelievable.
(horn honks)
What happened? I don't know.
The thing just shut off.
(cackling)
We've been jackaled.
(horns honking)
(horns honking, cackling continues)
All right, just stay offline, and stay put.
You and Adrian are safe where you are for now.
PATTON: Hey, where y'all been?
Did you guys find Farrel? Yes and no.
We tried calling, but the line was busy.
At least that's what I think that beeping tone was.
Yeah. Talking to Sebastian. What happened?
We got jackaled is what happened.
Wait, you saw him, The Jackal?
If so, he spotted us first.
And he hacked into the SUV and shut it down completely.
It's still stuck. We had to hoof it back here.
Dude. He used your license plate to get your VIN number
to hijack your SUV's
CAN system.
This dude is fast. I couldn't even do that.
Yeah, because you don't have the AI app
that he stole from Carr.
AI-- that's Carr's app?
No, not Carr's, Adrian's.
According to Sebastian, The Jackal stole her gaming app,
so that he could use it to-to take over any network he wants.
So he can control it.
It's like having a digital skeleton key.
SONJA: Is that how he hacked into
the squad room and knew everything we were doing?
Obviously not his end goal, though.
Which begs the question-- what does he want with Adrian's app?
Looks like $20 million,
but I'm guessing that's just for starters.
Got an alert he just hacked into
Atlanta International. Apparently, he's taken over
air traffic control. FAA's locked out completely.
Says if he doesn't get his money in three hours,
planes start crashing into each other.
Can he really do that? Nothing stopping him so far.
Unless we stop him.
He's got to be controlling it remotely, right?
Which means, theoretically,
you can trace it to where he is.
And if it's the same guy that hacked into the SUV, he's still
in town, too. You know what?
That narrows down the possibilities,
since he'd need some serious bandwidth
to hijack something as powerful as air traffic control.
Probably like
microwave links, like... Cell towers?
Exactly, except only recently updated ones,
fiber optic cables, but there's not that many in this area.
All right, let's split up, find 'em. PRIDE: Okay.
But be careful. If The Jackal's at any one
of those towers, that means that Farrel will be there, too.
LASALLE: Got it.
Any chance you can override it?
Man, not with this relic.
Maybe not with anything.
You know, the only person who might have a chance
is the person who created the app in the first place.
I can't destroy my own app.
I mean, I wouldn't even know how to.
Yeah, but don't you have a, like, a back door, you know?
Another way in? No.
It's just a gaming app. I never imagined
that it was gonna be used to possibly kill people!
(sighs) (sighs)
All right, Adrian, look, I-I know that this is a lot.
Okay? I mean, this stuff freaked me out, too,
at first, but believe me, if I can do it, then you can...
Sebastian, I'm not freaking out.
I'm thinking. Yeah, that's...
Okay.
I might not be able to destroy the app,
but I might be able to make a back door.
At least I can try. Wait. What are you doing?
I can't make a back door if I can't get to the app.
Since we know where and how he's working now,
I should be able to find it.
Yeah, but-but if you go online to find it, doesn't that mean
he can then find us here, like, right away?
I'm not letting people die because of me.
SEBASTIAN: Totally, but, uh, hear me out.
What if those people are named Sebastian and Adrian?
Thought you were a badass?
Well, obviously, I'm a badass.
I'm just not a stupid badass.
(typing rapidly)
That was Gregorio. She struck out.
Chris and Sonja, too.
No sign of The Jackal at any of the cell towers.
Maybe we should pay the ransom. We can't.
He'll just keep holding up more networks,
putting more people at risk unless we stop him now.
We have two hours and three minutes to stop him
before planes start falling out of the sky.
Okay. Any luck backtracing the signal?
Doing the best I can. This thing is a dinosaur.
It's not a speed demon.
All right, all right, all right.
Score one for the good old days.
The Jackal is controlling everything
from the airport in Slidell. PRIDE: Yeah, that makes sense.
Air traffic controls are connected, right?
Which means that you can use one to hack into the other,
especially if there's little security.
I'll call for backup on the way. All right. Good work, P.
Tell the team where we're headed when they call.
Copy that.
(phone ringing)
Hello? Tru Tone. SEBASTIAN: Patton, thank God. Listen to me.
We're at this high school right now, we're trying...
Sebastian, calm down. We need backup.
There's no backup here to be had.
What are you talking about? I'm here by myself.
(sirens blaring)
Federal agents! Clear out! ATC office?
Check over there. No one gets in or out.
MAN: Clear the rear entrance!
(cackling on monitor)
Cocky bastard.
Just better hope Adrian can stop it.
(cackling)
Uh, I don't want to pressure you,
but we're running out of time. I'm almost in. I just need
a couple more minutes. We don't really have a couple of minutes.
Why not? (screaming)
(automatic gunfire)
That's why not.
What are we gonna do?! I have no idea.
(screaming) (gunfire continues)
(automatic gunfire)
You, that way! Go!
(whimpering) Do you think they got scared off?
I doubt it.
Please tell me you know how to shoot a gun. No!
No. Okay. Yeah, sure. All right, uh, hold it with two hands.
Oh, what? All right, and if you have to shoot, shoot it at his chest,
all right? You got it? You got it. I don't know.
Stay here. Okay. Okay.
(Adrian yelps)
(gunfire, Adrian yelps)
Shoot him! Shoot him! Shoot him!
(gasping loudly)
Well...
(gunfire, Adrian yells)
You two all right? I think so, yeah. Are you all right?
I don't know. I don't know. I...
It's been a hell of a couple days, that's for sure.
All right. All right.
(groans) How did you guys even find us?
I mean, I'm-I'm not complaining.
Yeah, well, you hung up just before we got back
to Pride's bar, so Patton told us.
Look, come on, let's get you two out of here
in case Jackal sent someone else.
Pride hasn't found him yet? Afraid not.
And, look, we're running out of time, too,
so let's go.
You can find him, though, right?
(panting)
Yeah.
Okay, come on. Come on.
(phone ringing)
(phone beeps) You're cutting it close.
Did they transfer all of the money?
SEBASTIAN: Nope. Oh, and those planes are still in the sky.
Who is this?
(tires squeal) SEBASTIAN: You know it's not safe
to talk on your phone and drive, right?
It also was not a smart idea to pair it
to your car since that's how we hacked it.
You can call it car-ma.
Who are you?
What? Oh, I am NCIS, pal,
and you are under arrest for, like, a lot.
Uh, underestimating my friend
whose app you stole, among other things.
Including killing my friend.
SEBASTIAN: Yeah, right. So, listen, this is the way I see this going down.
You've got one of two options.
One is, you can run
and hope that alligators don't like the taste of Jackal,
or you can just sit there and wait for the FBI helicopter
that is currently en route to arrest you right now. (cackles)
ADRIAN: What are you doing? That's a jackal.
Is that more of a hyena? It's a wild animal of some sort
that lives in the Sahara. You know what? (Adrian mutters)
Why don't you try to do it? (screaming)
(upbeat jazz playing)
PRIDE: All right, here's the deal.
To Sebastian.
You took the lead and caught The Jackal.
(all cheering)
Hey! Hear, hear!
To be fair, Adrian caught The Jackal, you know,
or at least tracked him down.
Hey, all I care about, all the FBI cares about
is that he's finally behind bars, so... Amen.
Thanks to Lanky Pants!
(all laugh)
Patton, I love you, seriously,
but if I hear that name again, I-I might kill you.
SONJA: Ooh, murder. Ooh. Cranky Lanky Pants.
(all laugh) Hey!
That's more accurate.
PRIDE: But seriously,
you all did good, all of you.
I'm proud of you.
Might just start taking a little more time off. Well, I'll drink to that.
How come Adrian's not here? I mean, where is she, man?
Yeah, hey, without her, we wouldn't have caught The Jackal. Yeah.
You're not just gonna let her go, right? Right?
What do you mean? What do you mean, what do I mean?
She likes you. No.
Yeah, it's called a connection, like the old days,
before all this technology crap.
You know what? What are you even doing sitting here right now? Exactly.
You should be out looking for her! I'm hanging out with my friends
after, like, a high-octane adventure. Where are they going?!
They're not going anywhere. Come on!
Let's go. Come on, let's go. Okay, all right. Okay.
I'm going. All right, all right. Enough! Go!
SEBASTIAN: I'm going. (whooping)
(techno music playing, lively chatter)
(video game laughter)
Oh! Excuse me. Oh. I'm sorry. That was way harder than I meant.
I can't see in this... Sebastian?
Yeah. How'd you know it was me?
Lucky guess.
What are you doing here?
Oh, uh, well, you know, I'm just wondering
if maybe sometime, if you're not busy, that is,
uh, refusing to watch really popular movies,
you want to get together, you know?
We can talk about all the times that we almost died,
or we, you know, or we don't have to. You're busy. Wait.
Are you asking me out? Yes, kind of, yeah.
I just, you know, I figured, better late than never.
Yes, I'll go out with you.
Yeah?
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