NCIS: Los Angeles

Look at that...

You're beautiful.

Two more?

You got it.

I want to see you.

Hey, hey, bad etiquette, Homes.

Can't be touching the dancers.

Hey, look, guys, we... we don't want any

problems tonight, okay? I got no problems.

You got a problem?

All right, all right.

Settle it down or take it outside, boys.

We got a zero tolerance for trouble in here.

How about a dance?

I'm done for tonight. Sorry.

Dude, where's the beer?

The natives are getting restless.

Where you going?

I think I'm in love.

Hey!

You want to grab a coffee or something?

It's late.

Decaf?

Listen...

Look out!

I already sent the others upstairs.

Good morning, Hetty.

Well, that's a matter of perspective, Mr. Callen.

Uh, I've been doing some accounting

and I came across an anomaly in your expenses.

This is a $1,400 restaurant bill from Matsuhisa.

Mm-hmm. That's from the Miyagomi case.

You mean it's not a mistake?

You actually spent $1,400 on raw fish?

Not me, my alias, Tony Z, did.

Ah, ah, ah.

And is Tony Z going to reimburse me?

Well, you'll have to talk to him about that.

Uh-huh.

Hetty, when I go

undercover as a beach bum, I eat at the Kogi truck.

When I'm going after high rollers,

I gotta hit it a little harder.

Try ordering soup, playa.

I'll tell Tony that.

You do that.

So, what are we looking at?

This footage is from a gentlemen's club in Hollywood.

That's Petty Officer Mostel Renny.

The driver of the car and P. O. Renny were killed.

The woman's still in the hospital.

It's tragic, but since when do we start investigating DUI's?

Well, Renny was there last night with several other sailors.

All of whom are Crypto Language Technicians.

Basically, the Navy's top secret geek squad.

Any surveillance footage from inside the club?

No.

Oh, look, pervs don't like to be filmed.

Meow.

The driver of the car was African-American, had no I.D.

Probably left his wallet at home.

The car was stolen weeks ago.

Eh, might be a coincidence.

Maybe not.

I contacted the hospital.

The young lady is well enough for questioning.

Sam, why don't you and Kensi

take the accident scene?

Crime scene.

Dom, find Renny's friends, see if they know anything.

And can I get the address for the hospital?

Hollywood Presbyterian on Vermont.

Take Sunset.

And I'll need anything you can find out about the girl.

She's Ukrainian.

Thank you.

Eric, problem?

Um... no.

Okay, we've got rubber in the street.

Yeah, no skid marks.

Which means the driver didn't even try to stop.

And that parking lot is too small.

There's no way to accelerate that fast in this distance.

So, the driver probably left the lot,

turned around, accelerated back,

which means...

It means Hetty's right.

It's a crime scene.

Katya Vitkoya?

Yes?

Hi. My name's Callen.

I already spoke to the police.

I'm not a cop.

I'm with the Department of Transport and Highway Safety.

Did you know Petty Officer Renny?

No.

Look, um, maybe you could come tomorrow.

I'm sorry, I'm very tired.

Really?

'Cause they told me that you, uh, you just woke up.

You're from the Ukraine?

Yes. Whereabout?

Small town, Pavlivka.

No one's ever heard of it.

I know Pavlivka.

Yeah, I spent some time in Balaklauski a few years ago.

Really? Mm-hmm.

Years ago, even locals weren't allowed to Balaklauski.

Were you supposed to be there?

I was working on a big pothole problem that they were having.

How long you been in the U.S.?

Not long.

Long enough for your visa to expire?

I'm applying for a student visa.

You're in school?

Well, I'm applying for school, too.

Oh, yeah? Which one?

Look, I'm not from Immigration.

I just want to know what happened in that bar last night.

A man in the club grabbed me.

The guy who drove the car was with him.

That sailor intervened, but the club owner

and a bouncer stepped in before anything really happened.

Eric.

Still no I.D. on the driver

but Forensics got a hit on a set of prints

they pulled off the car window.

Uh, the guy's name is Cesar "Chi Chi" Vargas.

He's had run-ins with I.C.E. and the DEA for smuggling

everything from drugs to human cargo across the border.

I'm sending you his photo and arrest record now.

All right, copy Sam and Kensi.

See if they can get anyone at the bar to make a positive I.D.

And find me a last known address.

Have them meet me there.

Was this the guy that grabbed you at the bar?

No.

You're sure? Yes.

The man was older and, um...

scruffier.

No, no, this guy was older.

And he was with the African-American guy

who crashed the car.

They use a credit card?

Nah, I already checked.

Sorry.

Thanks.

Yeah. Of course.

He knows more than he's telling us.

There's an alley out back.

I'll take the front.

Hola.

Señor Vargas?

I'm going in, Sam.

Go.

Clear. Clear.

Place is locked up.

He must've been gone for awhile.

That might be why it smells musty in here.

If I had a place on the beach like this,

I wouldn't go anywhere.

He's clearly past his expiration date.

You found this guy in a fridge?

Weird.

When they said NCIS was coming with a body,

I kind of expected Nate.

Well, Nate was busy, but, uh, he sends his regards.

Really?

He's so sweet.

You know, he works so much.

I wish whoever was in charge over there

would just cut the guy some slack, you know?

Oh, right.

Don't ignore the corpse.

He's still in the room.

Okay, uh, looks like he's been dead for at least two weeks.

The cold temperature slowed the decomposition,

but it certainly didn't stop it.

Cause of death?

Best guess at this point,

suffocation following blunt force trauma.

Clean and quiet.

I'll know more once I open him up.

You two are welcome to stay and wait if you'd like.

I don't usually have an audience,

but visitors are always welcome.

Pretty cool, huh?

Tempting. But we'll pass.

Okay. Did you finish with the driver

from the club accident?

Oh, another weird one.

He wasn't drunk.

In fact, he didn't have

any alcohol or drugs in his system.

Nobody calling to claim the body?

Oh, not yet.

We haven't been able to I.D. him.

Still running his prints and dental.

But this might help.

At first, I thought they were some sort of gang initiation.