PRIDE: Previously on NCIS: New Orleans.
Now listen, we got a problem.
Vigilante cop abuses power?
RITA: It's a coordinated attack, Dwayne.
And you're the target.
You help us expose Eric Barlow
and I will hand you the biggest story of your career
about a conspiracy to take me down
that goes all the way to Washington.
GREGORIO: Amelia's Barlow's hitwoman, she's the facilitator,
so whatever's going on goes through her.
Means, Amelia could lead us to Barlow
if we can get some incriminating evidence against her.
Barlow's gonna pay for this, Chris.
Yeah, still, I don't know what killing Estes
has anything to do with.
We done unlocked the whole kit and kaboodle.
Yeah, well, not all of it.
But enough to know what it looks like Barlow's targetting.
All those ships, they're comin' up the Mississippi, tomorrow,
for fleet week.
The biggest event of the year.
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You know, I've moved a lot of hardware for a lot of folks.
But these? I'm just not trying to get jammed up with anything.
That's what the money's for.
FITZPATRICK: This cargo's been making me nervous
ever since I loaded it.
Yeah. We good.
The keys?
To the truck?
Mm-hmm.
How am I supposed to get out of here?
You're not.
Grab the keys, move the body.
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang ♪
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ How, how, how, how ♪
♪ Hey, hey ♪
♪ You gotta come on. ♪
Dropped Newman off at his cousin's in Mississippi.
Should be safe until this blows over.
Finally convinced Elvis to get off the grid, too.
Figured, since Estes was killed, he'd be a little more motivated;
I had to personally threaten him
with federal arrest to get him to leave.
Crane's in D.C., still running background on Barlow,
generally out of harm's way. That leaves Sydney.
I haven't been able to reach her. Anyone else?
PATTON: We've been going through the data
from Amelia's hard drive.
Yeah, classified documents covering every detail
of the Tricentennial Fleet Week.
Thousands of sailors, hundreds of VIPs,
dozens of major events.
I'm decrypting files. Yeah.
And we're no closer to figuring out
who or what Barlow's targeting.
Eric Barlow's from one of the most
powerful families in New Orleans.
He's the number three man at Justice.
If he's after the Navy, you got to know
there's a huge upside for him.
How does he benefit from an attack?
Still working on that answer.
Yeah. LASALLE: King.
What's all this?
Oh, personal items.
I'm banned from NCIS.
Not sure when I'll be back.
Well, I mean, we just broke into Connor and Hughes
to steal all this data, I don't think you have to worry
about the fine print of your suspension...
I broke into Connor and Hughes.
Four of you had nothing to do with it.
All evidence to the contrary.
PRIDE: That's my point.
All these files, they're not admissible as evidence.
Which means you can never explain how you got them.
Use them to figure out Barlow's next move.
Figure out another way to take him down.
LASALLE: After we warn
the Navy about the threat.
You can't alert them.
I already lost my badge.
I need the team intact,
working this case officially.
Hey, well, someone's got to alert the Navy.
Yep, me.
Hold on, you just said that... Look.
I got nothing to lose. I'm indicted.
I'm facing years in prison.
And I'm the lucky one.
Estes was murdered in cold blood
for far less than we've done already.
Find out where this attack
is taking place, and stop it.
(Gregorio sighs)
All right, well, you heard the man.
Keep digging into that data,
and see if we can narrow down the target.
Pride's right, we need a clean case on Barlow.
He lasted this long without getting his hands dirty.
Can't say the same for Amelia.
She's got her fingers in every move he makes.
She's still at it.
Sydney just sent me this.
LASALLE: Who's he?
She said he's some kind of gunrunner.
Sydney said Amelia shot him at the Carville Salvage yard,
took his truck-- she's following him.
Well, tell her to stop.
I'm on it.
Okay, new plan.
Sebastian, we got a crime scene.
Patton, Gregorio,
find out where the hell Amelia and Sydney are.
Let's roll.
Mayor Taylor, we've got street closures along the riverfront.
200 extra officers
from multiple jurisdictions for added crowd control.
Coast Guard patrols will run on an extended schedule
through the week. And our force protection protocols are in effect.
We can all agree that safety is of the utmost concern,
but let's not forget, this is a celebration.
New Orleans is 300 years old.
We need to honor that.
Mayor Taylor!
I need to speak to you.
Dwayne, what are you doing?
Please, it's important.
Let him go, let him go.
Listen, we... we have reason to believe
that there's gonna be an attack.
It's imminent.
What can you tell us?
Not much, just that it's gonna happen here at Fleet Week.
You have actionable evidence?
Eh, it's complicated.
You either have the evidence, or you don't.
It couldn't be less complicated.
PRIDE: All I can say is
that the suspects accessed classified documents:
ship blueprints, itineraries,
threat assessments,
your whole playbook.
You're Dwayne Pride, right?
That NCIS agent I keep reading about?
I know I don't seem like the most reliable source these days,
but I'm telling you the truth.
You're not telling us anything.
Not where, not what,
not even how you came to this conclusion.
What can you say, Dwayne?
Who's responsible?
He's gonna tell you that it's me.
Or did I spoil your punch line?
The associate attorney general of the United States
staging a terrorist attack?
Listen to... Not just me.
It's-it's a conspiracy, right?
I mean, I set you up.
Opened an investigation into viable claims
of abuse of power, held you accountable.
Am I missing anything?
You also had Carl Estes killed.
Dwayne. You...
are a paranoid and desperate man.
And if you don't leave immediately,
I'm gonna have you arrested.
Again.
The rest of us have a meeting to get to.
What the hell, Dwayne?
You need to take this seriously, Zahra.
You need to get out of here, now.
Cedric, I'm telling you.
Come on.
(phone ringing)
Christopher?
How'd it go, King?
Well, I'm not in cuffs, that's a win.
Barlow's here.
Made me out as a lunatic.
We're gonna need hard evidence if we're gonna
convince anyone that he's responsible.
Well, we might have something.
Body of gunrunner named John Fitzpatrick.
SEBASTIAN: Yeah, operated out of El Paso.
Supplied hard to come by merchandise to local gangs.
Yeah, think he was doing likewise here, King.
What kind of merchandise?
Don't know, but Amelia and her man Lonzo
took possession of it,
killed Fitzpatrick for his trouble.
How do you know that?
Uh, Sydney witnessed it.
She took photos, sent them back to NCIS.
She's, uh,
she's tailing Amelia right now.
What is she doing?
Sydney's supposed to be gone.
Well, we'd remind her of that,
but she has switched off her phone.
Find her, Christopher, and Amelia.
If this murder is connected to Barlow's plan,
we have a chance to stop him.
(phone ringing) (whispering): Crap.
Who the hell is this?
Gregorio. You want to tell me what the hell is going on?
My phone was off, how'd you even get...
Patton hacked it and turned it on.
Wow, you people really are intrusive.
We're not the ones playing cowboys and Indians
with Barlow's button woman; this isn't your fight.
SYDNEY: Hell it's not.
Plus, if I wasn't keeping an eye on Amelia,
you wouldn't know where she is.
We tracked your GPS, we know exactly where she is.
The London Lodge Motel.
You can go home now, let the pros handle this.
It's time. Move, I'll be right behind you.
I got to go.
They're on the move.
I'll get Amelia to talk.
Just hold tight, I'll be there in a few minutes.
Sydney. (dial tone)
Sydney!
Damn it.
(siren wailing)
Don't.
You really are annoying.
And you really are gonna put those hard drives on the ground.
Doesn't matter, you're too late.
Can't stop what's about to happen.
Just put the hard drives down.
Of course.
(yells)
(siren wailing)
(screams)
(panting)
You okay?
Yeah, better than her.
(exhales)
(panting)
(groans) How's this one, Doc?
SYDNEY: This one is doing great.
Well, if by "great,"
you mean two cracked ribs, a dislocated shoulder
and a hairline skull fracture, then, yeah, she's great.
I'm healthier than most of the patients you see.
Yeah, mouthier, too.
You should be at a hospital.
No, I just need an aspirin.
Then I need to get back out and get those suspects.
Not going anywhere, Halliday.
I just spent a half an hour convincing the NOPD
not to arrest you for aggravated assault.
If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have Amelia.
If it wasn't for you, she'd be able to answer our questions.
Instead, she's at the Mercy Hospital
in an induced coma.
She did try to kill me. Because you attempted
to take her down alone.
Still don't know why. Dwayne Pride stood by me
when everyone, including you, had written me off
as a traitor and a killer.
I owe him, simple as that.
I'm touched, really.
But we're a team here.
We work together, or else we don't work at all,
simple as that.
I could've handled it better.
But you have the evidence from the motel.
That's got to mean something.
Sebastian pulled some tire marks
and the hard drive Amelia tried to destroy.
It was damaged, but he's doing what he can.
At least we know Lonzo's in the city with some kind of weapon.
LASALLE: Yeah, but that means
the attack's gonna happen soon. We don't even know
what the target is or why Barlow planned all this
in the first place.
We got to keep plugging away until we do.
All right, track the van down, find more evidence,
and stop the attack. All right.
And, look, no more grand gestures, okay?
Everything we do is by the book from now on.
Okay.
Special Agent LaSalle, someone's here for you.
I'm LaSalle.
Special Agent Silvera, IRS. We need to talk.
If this is about a joint case with NCIS...
This is about a major tax fraud
perpetrated by your family's oil company.
That's got to be Barlow trying to distract us again.
I don't know what that means, but I've contacted
NCIS Headquarters. They're aware you're coming with me
and it's not up for debate.
This is the part when we leave.
Please.
It's okay, all right? I'll sort this out.
You're in charge. Find those suspects.
We can't just sit back and keep letting Barlow do...
There's no "we" here, Sydney. You're riding the bench.
She's right.
Barlow keeps chipping away at the team. You need Dwayne.
He got away with warning the Navy about the attack.
How are we gonna get him back in the game?
I may have an idea.
SEBASTIAN: Place gets amazing light.
It's kind of perfect for presenting evidence,
even though I have absolutely no idea
why Doc Wade is having me do it
in a room above a bar, or who it's for.
Yeah, Loretta didn't tell you either, huh?
No. Hey, do you think I got time to pee?
Public speaking kind of makes me nervous.
I'm the same way, Sebastian.
And considering my full schedule of events, I don't know
if I should be relieved that I've been summoned,
or put out.
Loretta called you, too?
And despite the fact that I shouldn't be within 200 yards
of you, Dwayne, we came. Want to say why?
Guessin' she wants us to talk.
We're taking your warning as seriously as we can
considering there are no specifics.
There's more to share now.
Loretta, you told me I had to come.
That it was life and death.
It is.
And that Dwayne wouldn't be here.
Okay, well, that part was a lie.
But, uh, look, sandwiches.
More interested in evidence
proving that Barlow is a criminal mastermind.
We don't have anything admissible yet.
But we can start filling in the blanks
on the suspects that are working for him.
Amelia Parsons-- she's employed
by Connor and Hughes as a consultant,
which in this instance translates to hired gun.
This is the woman who your Green Beret friend
put in the hospital?
Well, technically, ex-Green Beret, and she...
totally wasn't supposed to kick her ass that bad,
but that was...
She did help us track down this man,
Lonzo Cortez, another hired gun.
PRIDE: He and Amelia were part
of an arms deal this morning that left the dealer dead
and the weapons missing.
What kind of weapons?
Well, suspects have four duffel bags.
We don't know what's inside them,
but I did find traces of aluminum paste
and ammonium nitrate at both crime scenes.
Now that's a-a mixture commonly used for the propulsion
of rocket-propelled grenades.
These guys have rockets?
Any idea where they're using them?
SEBASTIAN: No, they're driving around in a van with no plates.
Uh, we did retrieve some damaged hard drives here.
We-we couldn't pull much data,
apart from some forged document templates.
Boat slip permits, TWIC cards.
Attack's coming from the river, soon.
Unless we work together to stop it.
Patton is searching a citywide grid
of surveillance cameras for the van,
but, man, it's a lot of ground to cover.
GOSSETT: I'll put BOLOs out for the van and Lonzo Cortez.
And I will personally coordinate a search of the river.
Anything you need to stop these men.
What I need is to be out there, too.
Navy and DOJ made it clear you're persona non grata.
Because Eric Barlow bent over backwards to set him up.
PRIDE: There's a reason he doesn't want me on the street.
Still don't know what it is, but it cost Carl Estes his life.
And that's reason enough
for me to want to get back out there.
He's right.
We need him on this one.
You'll ride with me, Pride.
It'll be an honor.
LASALLE: I honestly don't know what the problem is.
Have a seat and I'll tell you.
Look, I really don't have time.
Feels like we already had this conversation.
You say you need to leave,
I say you need to stay, rinse, repeat.
Just sit.
Please.
I've been overseeing my father's company for six months.
Didn't get a letter or a phone call
about any tax issues.
This isn't a "send a letter, make a call" kind of situation.
This is a "ten agents working 'round the clock"
kind of situation.
And so...
your chair.
You look me in the eye and tell me Eric Barlow
isn't pulling the strings on this whole deal.
I honestly have no idea who Eric Barlow is.
Now, sit down...
please.
Thinkin' your definition of that word "please"
is different than mine.
Thank you.
Let's start from the beginning.
These are your company's tax returns
from the years 2013 to 2017.
SEBASTIAN: What? Still no answer from LaSalle?
No. And with Pride helping NOPD search for the suspects,
we're all that's left to hold down the fort.
Dynamic duo, back at it.
What's she doing?
She is making herself useful.
Yeah, Patton and I are still going through
city traffic cams trying to find the van.
That means there's no one left to go through the rest
of the files that we took from Connor and Hughes.
So you put a civilian on an official NCIS computer
to examine highly sensitive data?
I've still got my top secret clearance.
Oh, in that case,
I guess we're good.
Barlow set Pride up to take the fall.
He's doing the same to LaSalle.
SEBASTIAN: Yeah, well, we have an active terror threat
in the city.
There's absolutely no one that can get LaSalle released?
I've called anyone I can think of who might have pull enough
to get him released-- NCIS Headquarters,
Isler, Rita. No one can help. It's crazy.
CRANE: When the IRS wants you got,
you're got-- that's why I only deal in crypto-currency.
Aren't you supposed to be in D.C. right now
with Rita digging up dirt on Barlow?
Oh, I've been. We've dug. I'm back.
You're not safe here.
Well, I'm an investigative reporter,
so danger is my baseline.
You run a glorified gossip site.
Hey.
We're all supposed to be on the same side now, remember?
Don't be hurtful.
Plus, I come bearing gifts.
Everything Eric Barlow doesn't want you to know about him.
Gonna have to wait. I found the van.
But we got a big problem.
I was able to track the van to a security cam near the river.
SEBASTIAN: That's the Patterson Street Mooring Station.
That's a few miles upriver from Fleet Week.
Got there about an hour ago.
You get an image of who's inside?
Yeah. That's where we got a problem.
Oh, my God.
Talked to my Harbor Patrol guy. He can be trusted,
but the less he knows about you, the better.
It's for his own protection.
Yeah.
I'll let you know when you need to board.
Thanks.
(phone rings)
What's up, New York?
Hey, uh, we need you alone for what we have to say.
Go ahead.
SEBASTIAN: We just got security footage of the van.
I just texted you a screenshot of the suspect.
You're not gonna like it.
(phone chimes)
He's not just setting you up for police misconduct.
He's setting me up to take the fall for this attack.
Hang on.
Time stamp shows this image was taken an hour ago.
I was nowhere near the river.
PATTON: Barlow's people were able to hack into the security cam
and doctor the footage.
Yeah, it's called Deepfake. It uses artificial intelligence
to replace one person's face with another.
It's almost impossible to detect anything's been manipulated.
You're gonna have to try.
PATTON: I'm working on reverse-engineering it,
but it'll take a while.
Until then, we need you back at NCIS.
Well, I'm not gonna hide while the real suspect's
on the water with those RPGs.
GREGORIO: Pride, we're the only ones who have this footage
right now, if any other agency gets it, it's just...
Yeah, the target on my back gets bigger.
I understand the stakes.
It's not stopping you, though, is it?
Keep working. Learn more.
Keep my head down best as I can.
Everything okay?
Yeah, just my team.
Suspect's already on the river.
Then let's go find him.
(engine starts)
SEBASTIAN: I don't like it one bit.
Pride's a sitting duck out there.
I don't like it either, Sebastian.
But Pride's gonna do Pride, but we need more evidence
to shut Barlow down.
Then I'm the guy that's gonna make your dreams come true,
'cause I got Barlow in my crosshairs.
I have something so salacious,
it's gonna take him right to his knees.
Enough with the sales pitch, Crane. Spill.
Okay. So, St. Claude's Academy,
Manchester, New Hampshire.
One of the oldest boarding schools in the country.
And it was almost taken down
by a massive cheating scandal.
Cheating high school students? That's what you got?
Well, not just high school students.
Sons of some of the most prominent families.
Four of the top five highest achieving seniors
in Barlow's class were expelled for turning in
plagiarized term papers and cheating on final exams.
That's not salacious; that's not even, like, naughty.
Yeah, except the scandal was a setup.
Those boys were framed, just like Pride.
Why would Barlow do that?
Because he was the fifth highest achieving student
until all of his competition was removed.
It's like the fireman who sets the fire
to heroically put out the flames, take the credit.
Yeah, and it's not the only time it's happened.
He made Law Review, he clerked for the Supreme Court.
He was appointed number three spot at Justice,
all on the backs of his rivals.
Barlow's setting up the attack on Fleet Week
because he wants to be the one to help stop it.
Yeah, he's gonna get national exposure--
any opportunity he wants, like, oh, I don't know,
for instance, governor of Louisiana.
It's a good theory but we still don't know
where this attack is gonna be.
Actually, I might.
I've been sorting through the data Amelia had on Fleet Week
and realized it's a waste of time.
Or it's called police work.
I started thinking strategically.
If the suspects are gonna risk attacking Fleet Week,
they want the most bang for their buck.
Yeah, something high-profile, chock-full of VIPs.
There's a reception today on the deck
of the USS Kearsarge.
Official commemoration of the New Orleans Tricentennial.
Hottest ticket in town.
Admirals, generals, politicians, foreign dignitaries,
it's a turkey shoot.
Wade's gonna be there, too.
She's gonna be with Mayor Taylor when she presents
the key to the city to the Navy and the Marine Corps.
When's this reception start?
20 minutes ago.
LASALLE: This is all a setup.
Here we go again. Eric Barlow
is trying to distract every member of my team.
Because of some massive conspiracy.
Yes, you've said.
Multiple times.
Look into it.
This case was referred to you.
Maybe not by Eric Barlow himself,
but someone at Justice
put these wheels in motion.
You want facts?
I was told to pursue LaSalle Enterprises. Fact.
And there was something to pursue.
Another fact?
You have to take it seriously.
(phone chimes)
And that means not checking your cell phone every five minutes.
Look, I am taking it seriously.
And I've heard you out.
Now I need to go. My team needs me.
This is not a problem that goes away.
No matter what crisis you're rushing to,
if you don't pay attention to the one
that's right in front of you, your family business goes down.
And you go down with it.
Got a report from the Coast Guard.
Unidentified speedboat a few miles downriver
moving in the direction of the Kearsarge.
That could be Lonzo.
We should check it out, yeah?
Let's say we do not intercept this boat.
The Navy and the Coast Guard are prepared for this scenario.
They have a security zone. Any vessel that gets inside
will be detained or just simply blown out of the water.
The RPGs he's carrying have long-range warheads.
Even if he fired one from outside the zone,
it could cause massive damage.
And if we do find him first,
he could use those rockets on us.
I'd say it's a strong possibility.
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GREGORIO: Hey, LaSalle!
Finally convinced that IRS agent to release you?
I don't think she sees it that way.
Get yourself in more trouble?
Well, that doesn't matter. We got to warn the Navy
that Kearsarge is the target.
Won't be easy after Pride confronted them this morning.
All right, you need to look for Captain Deckard. He's in charge.
I'll look for Mayor Taylor.
You got it.
I know I'm not on the guest list, but this is urgent.
I'm looking for Mayor Taylor. Sure, let me check that for you.
Mayor isn't here yet.
Guest of honor, after all, has to make an entrance,
but she should be here soon.
Gives us a chance to chat.
I'd like to pick your brain.
You're Dwayne Pride's man, right?
He already warned us of the threat.
I've got new information. This ship is the target.
The Kearsarge is the most secure spot
in the Southern United States right now.
It doesn't change the fact that there's at least
one suspect out there with long-range rockets
heading this way.
We did get a report from NOPD
of an unauthorized boat in the area.
LASALLE: Yeah, the threat is very real.
All right? We need to act now.
(phone rings) Well,
then you're gonna need to be more open with me
than your boss was.
How the hell do you know all this?
Security alert from NOPD.
Suspect van was flagged gaining access
to the river two hours ago.
We got photos.
I need to explain what you're about to see.
This photo speaks for itself, Special Agent LaSalle.
That's Dwayne Pride.
Photo's doctored.
I know it, Dwayne.
Problem is, no one else will.
Every law enforcement agency
has instructions to take you down, dead or alive.
Considering they think I'm about to blow a hole in a Navy ship.
My guy got word that the speedboat we're looking for
is heading straight for the Kearsarge.
We're on our way.
We'll clear your name.
Doesn't make sense, Cedric.
Barlow put a lot of effort into framing me.
How do I take the fall
if I'm on a Harbor Patrol boat?
Well, maybe he figures in the confusion of the attack...
No, no, he wouldn't leave it to chance.
For his plan to work, I got to be found with those RPGs.
He could've anticipated you'd be with me.
We're heading straight for the Kearsarge,
right at the moment the attack's supposed to take place.
Like you said, the only way to stop it.
There is no speedboat, is there?
(sighs)
Nope.
The RPGs?
They're in the cabinet behind you.
(sighs)
Cedric.
GOSSETT: Estes always said you were too clever.
Doesn't matter now.
(phone ringing)
Don't try to answer your phone, Dwayne.
And don't even think about reaching for your weapon.
We still need you alive...
for at least a little bit longer.
GOSSETT: Gonna keep this real simple.
You get on your knees.
We get closer to the riverbank...
I'll end this.
Why the hell are you doing this?
You've served the city of New Orleans for 20 years.
And I'll keep serving,
doing what's right for the city,
including this, no matter the cost.
Killing your own? That's what's right for the city?
You want to make a difference in New Orleans?
You want to bring her back to where she was?
You need strong, dedicated men making the hard decisions.
Eric Barlow?
His family's run this city one way or the other
for a hundred years.
By bribing, killing, blackmailing.
This is a war.
And there are sides.
You picked yours.
And I picked mine.
Lonzo!
PRIDE: To win this war, you're gonna fire a rocket
at a Navy ship?
GOSSETT: No, Dwayne.
You're gonna fire a rocket.
I'm gonna stop you.
Here's his weapon.
What's the plan here?
I'm still being held on a Harbor Patrol boat.
This works...
because you just took my boat hostage
and shot me.
(grunts)
(groans)
Damn it, that freaking hurts.
All right, get ready. We won't have much time.
This is insanity.
Mayday, Mayday.
This is NOPD Deputy Chief Gossett.
My Harbor Patrol boat, D7-35, has been hijacked
by Dwayne Pride. He's got rockets
and he's heading straight for the Kearsarge.
We need to get all non-military personnel below deck.
Immediately. Do it fast. But quietly.
Aye, sir.
I got two MSST units geared and ready,
plus a helo with a sniper team lifting off in 90 seconds.
Look, this is a frame job. Let's take a moment here.
Damn it, Agent, there are no more moments.
We have photos of your boss literally driving a van
full of RPGs to the river.
And my team can prove that they are doctored.
Yeah, and the distress call. That doctored, too?
Gossett must be part of the conspiracy.
He's a decorated NOPD commander.
And Dwayne Pride is the only person
who's been trying to stop this attack from the beginning.
He's saved the city, the mayor, multiple times.
It has to earn some good faith.
Despite your belief in Dwayne Pride,
I have to assume this is exactly what it seems.
Got to cover that patrol boat fast.
Take it out, take it down the minute it's in range.
I'm on it, Captain.
Let's roll. Aye, sir.
MAN: All visitors, please clear the flight deck.
BARLOW: Say what you want about the military,
they certainly know how to keep their heads
during dire situations.
Say the same about you,
but you know exactly what's about to happen.
You impress me, Special Agent Gregorio.
Smart, ambitious...
You know you're going down tonight, right?
Ballsy, too.
If there's any criticism at all,
it's of your choice of mentors.
That dry drunk Isler.
And Dwayne Pride, the perpetual martyr.
What does that make you?
The winner.
Hmm.
This city, the state, they're mine.
And that's just the beginning. (phone ringing)
I have to take this call.
Good luck to you though.
(phone rings) Yeah?
Sebastian, something's not right.
Oh, you can single out just one thing?
'Cause where we're sitting, it's all hitting the fan.
Gossett's in on the conspiracy, okay?
He's claiming that Pride just took him hostage.
Which means the frame job is almost complete.
That's what's bothering me.
Barlow's standing 20 feet from me
at what's supposed to be the ground zero of the attack.
He wouldn't allow himself to be put in harm's way.
What are we missing?
Attack's supposed to fail.
Yeah, but there's got to be some kind of meaningful damage.
Otherwise, Barlow's not making the national news.
All right. Mayor Taylor hasn't arrived yet.
I need to get her on the phone now.
You doing this for money, Cedric?
I'm in this for New Orleans.
You think you're the only one who cares about this city?
Last person who said those exact words
was Hamilton.
You see what happened to him?
He couldn't get the job done.
But you can?
Story's gonna be what?
"Dangerous ex-federal agent
"with an axe to grind hijacks your boat?
Makes a statement by blowing up a Navy ship"?
Except, I'm gonna stop you before too much damage is done.
And then what?
Chief of police?
Dwayne.
I'm aiming much higher.
I'm gonna replace Mayor Taylor.
Replace her?
(phone chimes)
Motorcade's being stopped, it's time!
(engine whirring)
What's going on?
Security alert on the Kearsarge, ma'am.
What kind of security alert?
Not sure yet, but we've been told
to hold here until it's clear.
(phone ringing)
Gregorio.
What is happening?
You and Mayor Taylor are in danger.
We know about the alert, we're not on the Kearsarge.
The Kearsarge isn't the target, Mayor Taylor is.
Get out of there now.
GOSSETT: All right. This is it, Dwayne.
Gonna need you on the...
(shouts)
Now, Lonzo!
(car alarm ringing)
Stay down, don't move.
Your man just opened fire on the mayor.
She's safe, but he's done.
Look, it's not Pride, all right? It's Deputy Chief Gossett.
I'm telling you.
Whoever it is better surrender, or they're gonna get lit up.
MSST is 30 seconds out. (phone chimes)
Captain, wait!
Wait, I got proof Pride is innocent.
Look, you're gonna want to see it.
(siren wailing)
HINDLEY: This is the United States Coast Guard, and you are surrounded.
You will lie prone on the ground,
or we will open fire. It's over.
Screw you, Dwayne!
HINDLEY: You have ten seconds to comply.
You will lie prone on the ground, now!
Move slowly, show your hands.
MAN: No, don't do it. Don't do it!
I'm Dwayne Pride!
Both suspects are down.
I'm complying with your instructions.
Hey, Pride, it's okay!
Mayor Taylor? Mayor Taylor?
She's safe.
Nobody's hurt.
Special Agent LaSalle sends his regards.
All right, let's check for victims.
Set up a triage area.
Let's make sure these people are safe.
Yes, sir. Hey, somebody find the mayor.
The mayor's safe, along with everyone who was with her.
Ride's a little messed up, though.
That's a relief.
Plan failed, Barlow.
Your men are dead, Pride's alive.
He's telling the Coast Guard right now, everything.
He has his version.
I will have mine.
Let's see whose microphone is bigger.
You think you're walking away?
Like I told you, Special Agent Gregorio,
I'm a winner.
Waste of time, shredding those documents.
Already got what we need.
Halliday, right?
Pushing your luck, breaking into my building twice.
I think you're looking for this.
(exhales)
Pride sent you here to kill me.
Nobody sends me anywhere.
And I'm not a murderer.
That's your thing.
But I do owe Pride my life.
And I'm repaying that debt tonight.
Then you're gonna force a confession?
I can tell you, with great authority, it won't hold up.
You're acting like you've still got moves left to play.
I'm here to let you know the game is over.
You lose.
(laughs)
An Internet article?
An exposé.
On you.
Complete with a link to Amelia's hard drive.
Dropped 20 minutes ago, thanks to Oliver Crane,
and already 50,000 clicks.
You think a smear campaign will save Pride?
The moment Justice realizes he's the source...
But he's not the source.
I am.
And no one will ever talk to me,
'cause I'm disappearing into thin air.
This is not the end.
No. It's the beginning.
Every nasty detail of every dirty deal you've ever brokered.
And it'll keep leaking.
Drip, drip, drip.
You'll never recover.
We can make a deal.
This is your new reality.
Unless you take charge.
Make a bold choice.
And disappear yourself.
It's up to you.
(gunshot)
(jazz music playing)
MAN: Give it up for Trombone Sam!
(cheering) Hey, I told you he'd make it!
PATTON: All right.
Hey, man, Sebastian gave even odds
that your bail would be revoked.
Hold on, now, that wasn't because of a lack of faith.
That was just my general, uh, neuroses.
All right, well, let me, uh, soothe your soul here,
Sebastian, I'm a free man.
(cheering) Oh, not just free.
Vindicated. Yeah?
All charges dropped, badge reinstated.
And a special commendation from the City of New Orleans.
Oh, I don't need any commendations.
Anything I did, my team did, as well.
Just glad to have them all.
TAYLOR: So is the city.
Wish I could stay, but I do have a ballroom full of VIPs
expecting some TLC, ASAP.
(laughter)
Good night, y'all.
Hey, Zahra.
Thank you.
No. Thank you, Pride.
Again.
SEBASTIAN: All right. Hey, thank you, let's have a toast.
To what? Friendship, victory, surviving another case?
Uh-uh, how about to Pride,
moving back to NCIS where he belongs.
PRIDE: Hang on, I don't know about that, P.
I'm glad to have my badge back,
but I'm kind of digging the new venue upstairs.
Thinking maybe with a little effort,
it could become a proper home.
Then, let's drink to that. All right.
Yeah, well, we can all drink
to whatever y'all want to
as soon as I change out of these clothes.
Come on, hurry up. I will.
I will. We're thirsty.
And sober.
Oh, I already started.
Hey. Where you been?
Dealing with a crap storm.
What crap storm, haven't you heard?
Everything is right with the world again.
Maybe in New Orleans, Triple P, but not so much in Alabama.
What, is this about the IRS?
Yeah, Barlow told them to investigate my family business.
But what Silvera found was very real.
Company could be in deep trouble.
Oh, Christopher.
I'll be on the road first thing in the morning.
Wanted to see Pride before I go.
Don't know how long I'll be gone.
Hey, stick around, he'll be back.
Yeah, and you know, whatever happens, we got your back.
♪ Out tonight ♪
♪ Somewhere, to marry me ♪
♪ But you can be on your way ♪
♪ And I can be on mine ♪
♪ Just give me back my cardiac ♪
♪ And go on being a... ♪
(music continues in distance)
(chuckles)
Huh.
There we go.
♪ Where it at? Where it at? ♪
♪ I just want my heart back ♪
♪ Where it at? Where it at? ♪
♪ Give me my heart back, baby... ♪
(chuckles)
(knocking on door)
I know, I know, everyone's waiting, I'm on my way.
Just enjoying the view.
(gunshot)
♪ ♪
Uh-oh.