SEAL Team

Previously on SEAL Team...

Command closed the Nigeria inquiry. I'm clear, babe.

This isn't how I wanted parenthood

to start for us. Do you even think

you're in love with me?

What are you saying right now?

I think Leanne and I should move on.

What's wrong? I just got

a lot on my plate right now.

Maybe we shouldn't book this room for a while.

Yeah. Breaks my heart

seeing you retreat back into your

miserable three-foot world. Don't worry about reaching out.

Jason's gonna do what he wants to do, regardless of your input.

Be careful. You've been called here today

for an Omega operation in South America.

No backstop, no footprint.

You will be on your own.

Bravo Team, welcome to Colombia. Your operations

will be over the border.

- Venezuela. - Dr. Francisco Guillen

is developing a nuclear weapons program.

A kill of Guillen will strike a fatal blow to it.

What if there's more to the nuclear program than Guillen?

Capture may be the better option.

Not worth the risk.

You and I aren't the only ones

seeing that capture's the smarter play here.

My vote is to not start Bravo Civil War on day one.

Just because you didn't get your way with the op plan

doesn't mean you need to micromanage me.

What would happen to us if Bravo 6 wasn't here

to save us all. Who are these guys?

FRS just identified them as Iranian nationals.

If they're here, the Venezuelan program is real.

Hey, your head is not right, and it hasn't been for months.

That's your fuckin' play? Stick me with TBI,

so you have a clear path to being Bravo 1?

You being compromised is dangerous for everyone.

You want to know what's fuckin' dangerous? Huh?

You threatening the team leader.

So you better think long and hard,

'cause next time's not gonna be a fuckin' warning.

Oh, that is some kind of rotten.

Smells like the ghost of Full Metal's skivvies.

Welcome back.

We just spent three days in a stakeout van.

Why do we smell fresher than the funk in here?

I know you're not coming at me with that.

Guys.

You know we're on an Omega op here,

which means we're on our own.

You make a mess, you got to clean it up.

- You can't let it just fester. - Mess or not,

place is still fuckin' rodent-infested.

Sonny, isn't that

that burger joint that you like next to the bar?

How many times you been?

Not enough times to get a Shakira action figure.

I think that all the sodium has Sonny forgetting

that we're supposed to be invisible down here.

Same bar every night.

Those two-for-one Cuervo shots are gonna bring us

- some unwanted attention. - Look, if you wanted to stay safe,

maybe you should have stayed home, Cinderella.

Like Jason told you,

but you didn't want to listen.

Jason. What happened when I was gone?

The place is trashed. Sonny's hungover,

sniping at Clay, who seems miserable.

Low-man's issues don't concern me.

You barely looked at him in two weeks, man.

You refused to do recon with him. Why?

Just because he questioned your call on killing the scientist?

Look, you got anything off your surveillance we can move on?

Hmm? Anything at all?

- Yeah, the pattern-of-life held. We're good to go. - Good.

- Davis. - Yo.

Ray's got intel. Team room in 20.

Oh, yes. Fuckin' finally.

Hey.

With our recon shifts, I haven't had a chance to talk to you.

Thought I warned you about what you were gonna say next,

didn't I?

What I said that night, uh...

I'm not gunning for you.

I'm trying to help you.

Right, so you think my head's so busted I forgot about that?

With us... with us rolling out, I just, I want to clear the air

so there are no issues downrange.

Okay, so you shit on me,

then you think it's on both of us to light a match?

Tell you what, you want things to be good with us downrange,

stay the fuck out of my way.

Ephraim Zaid and Arman Soroush,

the Iranian defense experts we believe were aiding Dr. Guillen

in establishing the Venezuelan nuclear weapons program.

Guillen is the brains behind the program.

- Now his brains are all over the dashboard. - With the mastermind X'd out,

we'll just sweep up the leftovers.

Well, the fact that the Iranians stuck around

after Guillen's death means there are probably still embers

- of the program we need to smother. - Sounds like there's more

to the story than Guillen.

When we get our hands on those computers,

they'll tell the story. Well, lucky for us

these two are creatures of habit.

1700 every evening, Zaid leaves his hotel

for a 30-minute jog.

Soroush hits the hotel bar at the same time.

Well, that gives us a window to Watergate their rooms.

Should take ten minutes to clone their hard drives.

My recon shift, Soroush guzzles a drink

and went back up to his room.

He was outside for barely two minutes.

That happens again, we're screwed.

We'll have a contingency plan in place.

No. Heist like this has got to be clockwork.

I mean, any friction between the gears, it falls apart.

Everybody stays in their lane, there won't be any friction.

Yo.

Hey, am I missing something with you and Jace?

- Ask him. - I'm asking you.

We got an op to run.

Is this gonna blow over or is it gonna blow up?

He's not right.

- He hasn't been for months. - About what?

What are you talking about, man?

Jason's forgetting things.

Saw it inside the wire first, but now it's crawled outside.

Could be TBI.

You know, you can get a bird pulled,

you start tossing stuff like that around.

That's why I wasn't gonna say anything down here, but...

after the, uh, after the Guillen op,

it just...

- it just kind of came out. - Hold on,

you dropped that on him here? What the hell were you thinking?

I didn't want to do it this way, but Bravo's not safe

if he's compromised.

We are trying to stop the next Cuban Missile Crisis here,

and-and-and you would jeopardize that mission for what, to...

for your burning need to find some chink in Jason's armor

to show him up?

Seriously?

You really think that I'd leave my child in the NICU

- to come down here for some power grab? - I don't know

what your angle is, but this ain't the place for it.

I mean, Jason's fine.

Jason brought that building down on us in Mali, Ray.

Bullshit.

Command knows it was an RPG.

On target, Jason and I...

marked an explosives cache, and then he forgot.

He told the partner force

to put a wall charge right on that hazard.

He put us all in the hospital, Ray.

Do not tell me that you threw that allegation at him here.

No, I didn't. But it's not an allegation.

- It's a fact. - According to you.

I didn't want to believe it at first, either.

Not another word.

All right? To anyone.

Of all the risks we face down here,

the biggest threat to Bravo is your mouth.

Burns is heading out for his jog.

Smithers is still at the bar.

Security at his usual spot.

Copy all. Heading upstairs.

Smithers is about to get out of here real quick.

Downright disrespectful to that 21-year-old

lantern fuel.

Oh.

Oh. Uh, pardon me.

- My apologies. - Oh, I'm always in a rush

when it's the one time of day I can slow down.

You're right. What's the hurry?

What are you drinking?

Surprise me.

2, this is 6, Knife has Smithers at the bar.

Rip those laptops ASAP.

Well, the truth is that I'm hoping my work down here

dazzles my bosses back in the panhandle,

gets me out of trouble.

Oil is a dirty business.

Dirty's never bothered me.

Burns is back. Looks like he's injured.

How copy?

Good copy. Upload in progress.

Yeah, copy.

Got two minutes left on my upload.

Just got another security guard that we didn't clock.

They're heading to the elevators.

Smithers' upload complete.

Moving to the hall.

One hard drive's enough. Get out of the room, 6.

Just need another minute.

Get out of the room now, 6.

He'll be slow getting up here.

Easy.