NCIS

Carla Marino, matriarch of the biggest

organized crime family in the Midwest.

If you ever go anywhere near Melinda

or her daughter again, I will personally

see to it that that is the last thing that you ever do.

Alden, I have missed this.

You got to be kidding me.

This is who you want to hitch your wagon to?

I'm done.

-Don't. -That was the FBI.

The real Agent Ford was found shot dead.

Carla is the head of Nexus.

All her rivals in one place.

She's gonna use that bomb to take them all out.

Who's this lovely lady?

Carla Marino.

Hi. Roman Parker, Alden's dad.

Don't ever come here again.

You killed my son.

Killing me isn't gonna change anything.

I'm not gonna kill you, Alden.

That'd be too easy.

Come on.

No!

President Carter has announced...

Denver.

This one was always my favorite.

Really?

Damn it, Alden.

First hubcaps, now grand theft auto?

You collecting charges like merit badges?

You want to talk about merit badges?

You disappear for half a year,

a-and drop in with rules and lectures

like it means something and y-you think I'm the problem?

-Look around. -Every time we move,

every time you ship out,

y-you just expect me to pick up the pieces.

It's you and your precious Navy.

You chose a uniform over your own kid.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

You really think you're the only one

who hates moving?

You fooled me, Admiral Kiss-ass.

Dad's raising two kids alone and serving his country.

But sure, let's make it about you.

He's not bulletproof, Aldie.

-Don't call me that. -Your actions

are hurting Dad more than you know.

And the worst part?

You won't understand that...

...till it's too late.

...till it's too late.

Parker, I'm so sorry.

So am I.

But it's too late.

Well, it's Carla's shade.

And her style. Calculated and cruel.

She wanted Parker to suffer.

Well, she got her wish.

And we helped.

We pushed to work with Carla.

Parker warned us, but we didn't know what she was capable of.

Oh, we knew. We just didn't want to believe it.

Well, then we make it right. We find her.

So, she took Parker hostage and then let him walk.

Smart money says that she took that time to flee the country.

Except preliminary time of death

puts her here two hours ago.

She can still be close.

What's her next move?

Assuming that Parker doesn't have

any more family in the greater D.C. area?

His sister works at the Pentagon,

but even Carla knows better

than to go after a three-star admiral.

What about Carla's granddaughter...

the one she tried to kidnap last year?

Lauren Jacobs.

Protection detail's already at her apartment.

Maybe we should join them.

Just in case Carla shows up.

You think she'd be that careless?

I want her to be.

All I need is one shot.

Well, you'll have to get in line to take it.

Right after Parker.

Based on what he did to this innocent television,

I think he's got big plans for the queen of Kansas City.

-Good. -Really?

When was the last time anything good

came from an agent running hot?

You know, maybe-maybe Parker will be okay.

Last I saw him, he was...

you know, holding it together.

For now.

How long do we really think that's gonna last?

Parker, hold up.

That my bowling bag?

That's, uh, it's all I could find.

Packed a few of your things in here...

toiletries, uh, change of clothes. Nick

wanted me to give you the spare key to his townhouse.

You sending me to bed, McGee?

Well, your place is a crime scene, and it's late.

Knight's worried about you.

We're all worried about you.

Afraid I'm not thinking straight?

-It's more than understandable. -You can relax.

-My thinking is fine. -All right, good.

Glad to hear it because we have this, okay?

BOLOs are out. Transit's flagged.

Task forces are up in all directions.

You're running the playbook.

-Worked before. -Not on Carla.

If you want to catch her,

you don't follow the book,

you flip the table.

How do we do that? It's not like we can

shut down every travel route across the Eastern Seaboard.

Can't we?

Oh, my God.

Multiple bomb threats were just called in.

Dozens of them, all at major transit hubs.

Guess someone shut down the Eastern Seaboard.

Parker?

What did you do?

Okay. Got it. Thank you.

That was threat number 37.

Thankfully, all smoke, no fires.

Well, the smoke is working. It's keeping Carla in the country.

Yeah, and burying Homeland in the process.

26 airports, four train stations, one cruise terminal.

-No way to trace the source? -Not cleanly.

Someone knew exactly how to cover their tracks.

Someone who loves, uh, pastries and hates red tape.

-This was reckless. -Bold.

And effective.

Homeland just flagged an SUV matching Carla's.

-Where? -Abandoned outside a terminal at Dulles.

-No cameras. No Carla. -Well, that's a lead.

-I want custody of that SUV now. -That won't be happening.

-Excuse me? -Homeland has jurisdiction over that vehicle.

They will process it.

Well, they got their hands full.

And whose fault is that?

Calling in bomb threats?

Go home, Parker. You're too close.

Which is exactly why I'm staying.

Then go home because you're too dangerous.

Oh. That's funny, Director,

'cause that's exactly what I said about working with Carla.

Too dangerous, and you said nothing.

You're grieving, Alden. Go home.

Before one of us says something that we can't take back.

Parker.

Aren't those usually pink?

It's a Pentagon number. A direct line.

I figured Admiral Parker

would want to hear the news from family.

Yeah, well, clearly, you don't know my sister.

Single nine-millimeter.

Clean entry, clean exit. No surprises.

Well, one surprise. Not exactly case-related, though.

You mean Parker unloading on Vance

in the middle of the squad room?

Okay, two surprises. I was talking about Parker's sister.

I didn't know she was an admiral.

-Vice Admiral Harriet Parker. -Hmm.

Roman's mentioned her a few times.

Yeah, Parker never does.

Yeah, I feel like

there's a whole iceberg underneath that one.

Oh, speaking of submerged Parker family drama...

No, no, Jimmy, we talked about this.

Okay, no, no. Parker asked me to look into his mom.

Yes, to find her grave.

The coroner's report

and the death certificate don't match.

It could be a clerical error.

But you think that somebody is hiding something.

I don't know what I think.

And that is why I'm suggesting that you just

-keep this to yourself. -But now...

No, now there's even more reason to not bring this up.

I feel like this is something that Parker should hear.

-And he will. -Good.

-Eventually. -Jess, you know

my track record with keeping secrets.

Jimmy, please. Please try.

Because right now

Parker's barely hanging on as it is, okay?

He is just telling himself over and over again

to stay focused and to stay useful

because if he stops, even for a second, he is gonna feel it.

And I'm not just talking about the loss,

he's gonna feel the guilt.

That quiet voice inside that says,

"You should have stopped it. You could have stopped it."

You know that voice.