Previously on NCIS Los Angeles, I thought I'd surprise my husband.
He's been living in this country under the name Branst and Cole.
You shot him. You put him into an assisted living facility as your husband.
Under a new name so you could keep working for information.
That is quite a theory, Miss Cam.
Cole allegedly had a little black book on some of his secret operations of the KGB, the US, and Israel.
Every spook will be looking for that intel, and we need to find it first.
I don't want the book. I want Cole. I'm sorry, Handel.
My plan is to prevent an onslaught of foreign operatives from tearing this town apart, looking for that book.
I would do my best for her.
She wants a big shot, a big shot.
I would do my best for her.
Need your license, registration, approval of insurance.
Sure.
What's up?
Reports of someone dealing marijuana to minors.
So they drove a red convertible.
It's not us, officer.
Replace some action vehicles then.
You have to pound your car unless you agree to a voluntary search.
You're kidding.
Want to open the trunk?
Sure.
No problem.
Open it.
I like guns.
Everybody gets excited about the big guns.
I like the .22.
Goes in the skull, bounces around, turns the brain to soup.
No. No. No!
No. No. No.
Oh, you guessed one.
All right.
Next basket wins.
Got to win by two points.
Son of death.
Where did he do that?
Basket champion of the world.
Okay.
That's it.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
That doesn't count.
You're dead champion of the world.
Hedy said you can't bring rescues in here.
It's not a rescue.
It's a police dog and we're training.
It don't cost me champion of the world.
Say your dog's got mange.
Monty and I do undercover work together, don't we, Monty?
Yeah.
Here's a way of making the bad guys feel at ease.
Kind of looks like you.
You don't think me?
Yeah, you do because I'm your daddy, aren't I?
No, they are clearly in love.
Clearly love is blind.
You know what?
One day this dog will save your life.
Come on.
Come here.
Cover his eyes.
And you.
Attack.
Just kidding.
Don't attack him.
Gentlemen, feast your eyes on this.
What this is?
Plastic explosives.
Goes in there.
Keep them closed, Monty.
Hidden.
Inside the bag.
Now.
All right.
You can let go.
Find the bomb.
Find the bomb, Monty.
Find the explosive, Monty.
Monty, go find the explosive.
Go that way.
How old is this dog?
You know what?
He can't do this if he's sensing your hostility.
Aren't police dogs supposed to work in hostile environments?
They don't get it.
This usually works at the dog park.
Yeah, terrorist bomb.
A lot of dog parts.
You are intimidating him.
Oh, yeah.
He looks terrified.
Sam?
One day.
That dog's gonna save your life.
Guys, weird call from Hedy.
Something about a shooting.
What's your deal?
It's just us now.
This how it's gonna be?
Now you look.
That's perfect.
Just embarrass me.
From my friends.
From my colleagues.
Really?
You're just gonna...
Oh, I should have sold you to that animal testing lab.
Sam.
Who are you?
Thank you, Rosemary.
I'm Sylvia.
I'm your wife.
Have you forgotten?
You remind me of someone else.
Did you pee?
What sort of question is that?
The sort of question our wife asks her husband
when he's having trouble peeing.
Why are you here?
To read to you.
I always read to you.
It's still raining.
Yes, Branstad.
Looks as if it could rain forever.
Hedy.
I knew that nurse.
Rosemary Edmonds.
She was very kind.
She bought me a Christmas present once.
You played Cole's wife that often?
When once, life is based on deception.
My marriage to Branstad.
Might be as close as I've ever gotten to the real thing.
Looks like two different calibers.
Two shooters, soft targets ran by civilians.
They didn't need to kill the nurse or the security guard in the hallway.
No, but they did.
Without compunction, without compassion.
They've changed the rules.
Branstad would be appalled.
Well, this is where it all ends.
It's not that bad. You can learn a lot from older people.
Wisdom, kindness.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God, detentious.
Retirement communities have the highest rate of sexually transmitted diseases
causing comparison to any other demographic group.
Please stop talking.
Why? It gives you something to look forward to.
Why do you think they call it the rocking chair?
Enough.
All the security cameras feed into here.
Hard drives have all been removed.
No home movies for us.
Branstad Cole was an East German spy
who took asylum in the West.
He was a traitor.
Hell, sure. 25 years ago.
It's a long time to hold a grudge.
Not just revenge. These drawers have been searched.
We're looking for something.
Little black bloody book.
First, Renner, now Cole.
They won't stop until they get it.
They being...
Any of a myriad of foreign security agencies
that believe the bloody book still has value.
Eddie, if anyone knows about your relationship with Cole,
they're gonna assume you know where the book is.
It means we'll have to protect you.
I can protect myself.
I'd like to find the men who did this
and put their heads on spears.
Is that what you used to do in the old days, Eddie?
They changed the rules.
Not me.
Surveillance was ripped out,
but Mr. Schmunger, in room 27,
was kind enough to lend us his security camera.
It was pointed into the hallway.
There. He turns his head.
We need to enhance that area.
I'll run an image trace.
See if we can bring out the details.
It's not your fault, Eddie.
I thought that with Matthias in custody,
it was done.
Finished.
I was wrong.
And if I'm at fault, that's why.
And from that, everything that followed Mr. Callan.
We can't protect everyone.
I said that to you.
My first day on the job.
I remember.
Eddie is some good to remember as well.
So, this little black book.
Three decades of Cold War treachery.
Names of spies, identities of sleeper agents,
and traitors from a dozen different countries.
The power to bring down governance.
Yes, Mr. Callan, still.
So everyone believes.
Leave the book to me.
And I'll leave you to sharpen the spears.
Eddie?
Miss Jones, my office.
I'm on my way.
Any luck?
Not enough for facial recognition yet.
I know those guys.
You can't identify them from that.
My LAPD just put out an all-point.
A cop was killed this morning.
Dash cam video from the patrol car.
I don't know.
This is a dash cam video from the patrol car.
Same guys, right?
10 out of 10 facial points match up.
Can we hear what they're saying?
It's too far away for audio.
Can you read them?
Play it back.
The strobe is...
I don't know that word.
No.
It's Russian.
It means we got to move.
Russian military intelligence.
They're here for Cole's book.
Eric, round them through facial recognition.
Compare them to all known GRU agents.
We need to know who we're dealing with.
Want to give Eddie the good news?
I don't know.
Cool table.
It's Victorian, mid to late 18th century.
And I'm guessing not a repro.
Sebastian Renner's boyfriend had taste.
And deep pockets.
Renner used his friend's business here
to hide his arm steels.
There must be a lot of money hidden somewhere.
That's what we're after.
We thought we were looking for the hard copy of Cole's book.
We're after whatever we can find.
Miss Jones.
Move to Renner's house
and take it apart brick by brick if you have to.
I'll do my best.
I believe you will, Miss Jones.
Miss Jones.
Come on.
Mattias.
This is getting to be a habit.
I told my director
that he might someday regret having passed you on to the CIA.
And one day later?
The regret is all mine.
And now you're asking yourself
why would the CIA free me?
Especially after I tried to kill you.
Obviously, you're working for them.
You get your freedom.
What do they get?
The book.
You said you didn't think it even existed.
Doesn't matter what I think.
The CIA believes it exists.
And by your presence here, so do you.
Although I do find it odd.
This office has already been thoroughly searched.
Then why are you here, Mattias?
Because the easiest way to find the book...
Is to follow me.
You're aware there are other players.
Isn't it in both our interests
that the Russians don't get the book?
The Russians?
Then I can trust you to leave my agent inside alone.
She'll find nothing, and you know it.
It's a shell game.
You wonder if it's looking here,
or if it's looking elsewhere.
I could shoot you right now, Mattias.
But you're not even worth the paperwork.
We've identified the shooters. They are...
Russians, tell me something I don't know, Mr. Callum.
No facial recognition. They're not regular GRU agents.
And we're thinking it could be sleep as been here for years.
She found nothing, so she moved on to Renner's house.
I, on the other hand, think I might have found the book.
Couldn't find any evidence that Sebastian Renner had a laptop,
but that didn't really make sense.
An arms dealer like Renner must have had dozens of offshore accounts.
You'd have to keep track of that money.
So I ran a check. He used internet cafes.
Different computer every time, which means
he needed to store his information in cyberspace.
Now, there's only one web connection to Renner that I could find.
He put his house up for sale for a brief period two years ago.
This is the listing for the house.
Renner was hiding his information in plain sight
in all the ones and zeros that make up the code to the photographs.
Now, when I extracted anomalies hidden in this photo...
Now, some are offshore accounts, but look at this.
Call's book was just get out of jail free card.
What's the number next to it?
It's an account of the certified national bank in downtown LA.
The account is attached to a safe deposit box number 999.
We need the key to that box.
That's why I searched Renner's house.
Where'd you get that?
From a little birdie.
Good job, Ms. Jones.
Ms. DeBille.
Need to get in that bank, Eric.
I can set you up with an ID as Renner's attorney
who's authorized to access the box.
Sharpening the spears is gonna have to wait.
Anybody see anything?
Wait a second.
I've got one of the guys who killed the cop.
He's at the bus stop across the street.
Three more guys in a jaguar pulling up behind you, Gene.
This is a stakeout.
A stakeout for what?
Us.
They're waiting for Renner's safe deposit box
before they killed him.
Without the key, they're stuck.
They're waiting for us to get the book,
then they're gonna try and take it.
Gonna get our IDs first.
Yeah.
Do not move, Agent Callan.
Sam, I think they already have.
Get the book, give it to us, or you die.
Simple. Tell me you understand.
I understand.
Shooters at the top of the steps
just to the right of the public library.
Okay, let's take them out.
No. Laser was to get our attention.
There could be a second shooter.
Sam, we're gonna have to play by their rules.
I can't go into the bank.
You're gonna have to do it.
Eric, I need back-stopping now.
I'm gonna need at least five minutes.
You got two.
Here.
You have an agent at the certified national bank.
One of our CIA friends is about to join him.
When your man gets the book, please give it to him.
You are aware that the Russians are also at the bank?
Yes.
Give me the book, then the Russians are my problem.
Mr. Callan.
One of our cousins is about to join you.
Do whatever he tells you to do.
Do you understand me?
I understand.
Mr. Hanna?
Yeah, I got a headache.
Come on.
Welcome to the party.
You realize we have company.
You wearing a vest?
No.
You should always wear a vest.
Send him one of your people to get the book.
I'm not starting a firefight in the middle of downtown LA.
Better try something a little more elegant.
What did you have in mind?
Give the Russians something to chase.
Kenzie, cross over to my car.
Eric, how are we doing?
Gonna need more time.
Go into the bank.
Ask to see the safe deposit boxes.
Tell them you're thinking about opening an account.
Check out the boxes, exit the bank.
You have the book.
Russians will follow you, Deeks.
I'll have her back.
When you exit the bank.
Easy as pie.
One more thing.
Got any gum?
I guess Matthias doesn't trust us after all, Sam.
Eric, the clock is running.
You do realize this is a bank I'm breaking into?
How's the room?
Yeah.
Suppose you're wearing a vest, then?
Yeah.
Then no, you can't borrow it.
Totally understand.
Forget I even mentioned it.
She's coming out with him.
Hi.
You need to access the safety deposit box?
Of course. Name?
Sebastian Renner.
Unfortunately, Mr. Renner is deceased.
I have the power of attorney.
Go, go!
Oh!
Sorry about that.
That hurt you.
Sebastian Renner.
And you have Mr. Renner's key?
Yeah.
And your name?
In case anyone's interested, I'm not ready.
My name?
It needs to be on record.
My name is Maurice T. Grayson.
Maurice T. Grayson?
Thomas.
Tony. T is for Tony.
But I prefer Tony.
Diane, can you authorize this?
Oh.
Running at a time, Eric.
All right.
Hi.
Okay.
That's all in order.
If you'd like to follow me, Mr. Grayson.
Please, call me Tony.
Can you see the shooter?
I'm guessing he left with his buddies.
You want to stick your head up there and take a little peek?
Sam?
The Russians are going to figure out they've been had
and they're going to be coming back.
We've got to make a move.
I got it.
Dora, drop it.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Can I help you?
He's with me.
The box is empty, Eddie.
And Matias.
Gone.
Oh, that looks painful.
You want to get some ice cream?
Dee, look out!
Give us the book.
We don't have it.
First.
Told you.
Then get in the car.
She's not going anywhere.
And four of us die and one of us lives.
It's got a point.
All right. Take me.
Deeks.
She's just a cop.
She's not even an agent.
I tell you the truth, no one really even likes her that much.
Too pretty for her own good kind of snob.
Get in the car.
Kenzie, don't move.
Let's try Deeks.
Kenzie?
It's okay.
You'll get me back.
Tell your superior her life for the book.
Oh, yeah? How do you know I'm not the superior?
I could be.
Kenzie?
Damn it!
Eric, I got a license plate for you.
It's nine Queen John Ida 905.
I got Kenzie.
What?
Anonymous caller phoned in a website to the Navy Yard in DC.
They just forwarded Eric the link.
Tell us you can trace that, Eric.
Routing through Europe, Milan, Oslo, Barcelona, Frankfurt.
These are all proxies.
That's not the question, Eric.
Yeah, not the answer.
This is my phone number.
It's not the answer.
This is my fault?
No.
My plan, my fault.
The Cold War was built on the illusion of power.
Siloes with no missiles in the missiles,
with no warheads, little black books.
That weren't really little black books at all.
They'll never believe you.
They would have believed me in Cold's Day.
Well, this isn't Cold's Day, Hedy.
And you don't think it's mine either, do you, Miss Callan?
Do you know where these barbarians have taken my agent?
I'm sorry, Herta.
I don't know.
You've never been sorry for anything, Matthias.
Don't start pretending now.
I need the book.
You'll have to get it off the Russians
after I've exchanged it for my agent.
The agency is calling your director.
He'll tell them to go to hell.
For a time.
But then, under protest, he will agree.
You don't know my director.
But I do know you, Herta.
A hundred agents could die.
And you still would not hand that book over to the Russians.
I need time to retrieve my agent.
You have one hour.
Mr. Deeks, we're going to give the Russians what they want.
And we're going to get back Miss Bly.
I thought we didn't have the book.
That is a problem.
Why isn't she moving?
She should be trying to find a way to escape.
She's just standing there.
Do you know she's being watched?
She's waiting.
For us.
Contact.
The Russians have posted a time and a place on the website.
Exchanges in 30 minutes.
Miss Jones.
But I'm nowhere near done.
I'm not going to let you go.
But I'm nowhere near done.
What you've done will have to do.
Well, I've added a single micro dot next to each page number.
All taken from Renner's bookmark.
But it's names and places mostly.
Like I said, it's all declassified.
You could find out more by googling the Cold War.
How many pages?
Seven.
But only the first three will stand up to screw me.
The others are deteriorated because they're so old.
Three it is.
Bring her home, Mr. Callan.
What about Matias?
I'll take care of Matias.
He's working for the CIA.
We're on the same side, remember?
Showtime, Deeks.
I hate opening nights.
1984. Los Angeles Olympics.
Jetpacks.
Pianos. Marching bands.
But no Russians.
No. No Russians.
The last cold years of the Cold War
deprived us of a famous victory over America.
Come on, we would have whipped your ass and you'd know it.
The book.
I don't see her.
She's close.
Microdots. Besides each page number.
You know what? Why don't we forget track and field
and just jump straight to the closing ceremonies?
Hey, Dolph Lundgren.
No girl, no secrets.
No.
Clancy! Deeks, stop!
Switch off the lights.
Okay.
Now you know why you didn't move.
It's not like a disco ball kind of thing, is it?
They're triggers.
Break the beam, the explosives detonate.
Okay. Yeah.
Bomb squad.
Deeks, I can't stand here any longer, please.
No, no, it's okay. It's okay.
We'll, uh, plan B.
Okay. What's plan B?
Huh?
I'm working on it.
Huh.
What plan B is to put me out of my misery?
They're laser triggers.
If the collector is receiving light at the right frequency,
it's not going to register the beam that's been broken.
Okay.
You've seen this being done before, right?
Yeah. No, I mean, kind of.
Yeah. Well, I, you know, in a, in a book, it was very helpful.
We can call the bomb squad.
Okay.
This one.
Ready?
Hey!
Ah!
Kenzie?
Okay.
Easy.
Oh.
Are you kidding me?
That one.
I can't get it.
I think you're going to have to do this one yourself.
Easy.
Kenzie?
Are you sure?
No.
I'm three.
You ready?
One.
Two.
Three.
Deeks!
Status!
Deeks, what's your status?
We're good.
You okay?
I gotta be.
I think I just did.
I'm okay.
What's he saying?
I'm okay.
He's saying help me.
He's saying he's saying it in Russian.
They're not CIA.
Which means Matthias has been playing Hedy all along.
Let me hear you.
Herta.
Herta?
Why are you here?
not here in that is the flesh of a
frail lügen da gibt es einen an der
englund dir vorzulessen das buch is
vergangenheit wir lernen van der vergangenheit
sag mir warum kamst du her da because i
could have been me and i couldn't stand to
live without knowing that someone out
there gave a damn
schwarme dein schuldgefühle her da next time just shoot straight
i used to feel remorse coming here
and today i just feel relief
hello Matias we are getting old how to
who will be next possibly you when the CIA
finds out you double-crossed the agency
offered me freedom the Russians offered
me money I took both and now I've lost
contact with my Russian friends what
should I presume the worst
calls book on says all everyone's secrets
the Russians the Germans the CIA use mine
it should have died with them what makes
you so sure it didn't
I need to know who you never use at
her then for both of us eggs shoot
straight
there is no book is there had
there never was
tough night to be working at Langley
oh it's embarrassing Russians running
around pretending to be working for the
agency what's the world coming to you've
seen worse
Matias is still out there so he is he
was playing you all along I was a
fool to fall for it
you know I've never actually read this
book a gift from an old friend good
night Mr. Callan should we be worried
about Matias no you shouldn't Mr. Callan
you've been looking for a book we thought
you might like this one your wife from
very nice vacation home what does your
wife know about her no what about the
secret bank accounts everything you love
everything you want if anything ever
happens to anything we will come for you
I have no reason to arm the book does not
exist
never did
You