NCIS: Los Angeles

Positive reinforcement has been proven to work.

I prefer negative reinforcement.

Silent treatment, the cold shoulder.

You know, you make people squirm, they'll perform.

It's also an acceptable form of human conduct.

Which I want nothing to do with.

You know, like, uh, IM'ing

or poppin' and lockin'. Whatever.

It's still the best operations report you'll ever see,

whether you want to admit it or not.

Let me see this.

Wow.

This is nice.

Got the color-coded tabs.

You got the highlighted bullet points.

Wait a minute.

Did your mom help you with this?

I warned you about bringing up my mom.

Very nice.

I'm sure Hetty will give you a gold star.

I can't wait to see what you do for your science fair project.

Hey, maybe we ought to build a volcano.

Maybe I should just... Throw me in one?

That's not what I was going to say.

Well, glad to see you two are closer than ever.

Mike Renko, back from the dead.

Hey. How was the vacation?

Ah. Very funny.

Answer me this.

How come I'm squatting in a bush for two months smacking bugs

while you guys are out cruising the beaches?

Well, I guess you have the face for it.

You smoke out any bad guys?

I've been chasing this militia group.

Call themselves ELE.

"Enhancing Law Enforcement."

Hmm.

Yeah, it's been a tough one,

but I finally got an informant.

Hopefully, he can help us link them

to a couple weapons gone missing from Pendleton.

Looks like you got your bunkmate back, G.

Love Boat sails again.

Not with me on board.

No, I'll be staying with a, uh...

friend.

Right.

Wait a minute.

Back in town less than 24 hours,

and you're staying with a "friend"?

It's... Astonishing.

Astonishing that a person

of such modest appearances and charm...

Questionable personal hygiene...

is, you know, wracking up tail like... Oh...

Hetty!

Wants you. Upstairs.

Oh, she said one point for whoever gets up here first.

Are you punking us?

'Cause you better not be.

No, sir. I would not do that.

Then, where is she?

I'm everywhere, Mr. Renko.

Or have you been on assignment so long you've forgotten?

She's in Washington.

I apologize for not being with you,

but, uh, the political world beckons.

Of course, our work doesn't stop while Washington tinkers.

So, let's get to it.

Uh, Mr. Beale, please play the tape.

The man against the glass is a marine reservist

who worked at an armory at Camp Pendleton.

Does anybody else think this is weird?

Oh, yeah.

We all think it's weird. Just checking.

I heard that, Mr. Callen.

Marine Lance Corporal Edward Mackaye. How?

Mackaye was garroted at the Cabrillo Marine Aquarium.

The entire incident was caught on something

called a Fish-Cam, which broadcasts

24-7 on the Internet.

Now, this Mackaye, he's a reservist.

Wouldn't that be, uh, a case for local PD?

I'll leave that for Mr. Renko to explain.

Case is yours, Mr. Callen.

Mackaye wasn't just punching a time card.

He was my informant

on the weapons case I've been following.

I've got it all here.

Over a three-month period,

six Dragon antitank missiles disappeared

somewhere between the manufacturer

and Afghanistan.

Interchangeable warheads.

Small, portable,

scary as hell.

We narrowed it down to an armory at Pendleton.

Prime suspect is Private Scott Riley.

Now, Riley is very smart.

We have not been able to hang anything on this guy.

Haven't been able to figure out

how he got the Dragon off the base.

Eric, pull up everything you've got on Mackaye.

Yeah.

That's when we approached Corporal Mackaye.

A good marine.

Stand-up kid.

He worked in the armory with Riley.

Mackaye was supposed to be eyes and ears only--

let us know if Riley was up to anything suspicious.

And how is this connected to the militia group?

We knew ELE was in the market for heavy firepower.

I've been trying to track down

their base of operations for months,

but these guys just keep moving around.

Mostly border areas.

Just like the Coyotes.

Exactly.

Illegals come across,

ELE is right there waiting for them.

We pulled phone records going back a decade.

Turns out our Private Riley has a history

with two of ELE's suspected leaders.

This is Malcolm Tallridge,

the charismatic founder.

His number two, John Bordinay.

Paranoid nut job.

Brains and muscle.

We think that this is Bordinay behind the gun.

This video was leaked onto the Web.

Last summer, these guys chased

20 people into the desert.

All of them died of thirst, including three children.

It doesn't bother them.

The deaths prove their point:

the situation's out of control, and they need to engage.

They claim to be protecting our freedom.

We were hoping to lock these guys down

before they did something really crazy.

Like arming themselves with Dragon missiles?

I think maybe they just have.

Welcome to DC, Henrietta.

Director Vance.

Door-to-door service.

How out of character.

Well, people can change.

And I owe you one big-time.

You do, especially for forcing me

to leave the children in charge.

How much trouble can they get into in eight hours?

Is that how long I'm going to be here?

Mm-hmm.

Good gracious.

You told me they had a few questions

regarding the security of your slush fund.

Think of it more along the lines

of a friendly fireside chat

about the efficacy of the funding disbursement process

for the Federal Joint-Task Force system.

Why don't they just throw me in a well and see if I float?

This isn't a witch hunt, Hetty.

Oh, I recall the same thing

being said to my predecessor

before she disappeared.

Last I heard of Macy, she was working

out of a Quonset hut in Djibouti.

Mackaye wouldn't have gone into the aquarium

to meet anyone--

not while it was being cleaned.

Now, what I'm thinking is that someone was after him.

So, he goes into the aquarium to hide.

bad guy goes after him, and-- splat--

Mackaye makes his guest appearance on Fish-Cam.

So, Riley comes to the beach,

our "Eyes and Ears" follows him.

Eyes and Ears gets made.

Bad guy goes rogue, he panics, takes him out.

Why would the bad guy be here?

I mean, there's no target to attack.

People are too spread out, it's far too exposed,

and it's lousy with law enforcement

thanks to the port across the way.

- Sam? - Hmm?

Could you fit a Dragon missile into a sail bag?

With room to spare.

What are the chances

Riley windsurfs?

Security footage from Pendleton.

So, Riley leaves the base

in his SUV with his windsurfing equipment

on the roof rack.

the front, the back,

everything, but they never open the sail bag.

Then, Riley goes to the beach and covers his tracks.

Or maybe that's where he delivered the weapons.

They take his sail bag, he takes theirs.

Return to base, repeat step one.

Six times, which is probably why Renko got nowhere.

You hearing this, Kensi?

Yeah. I'm staring at Riley's rig right now.