NCIS: Los Angeles

Sit back.

Watch your eyes. Gonna be bright.

We're here.

Final destination before your final destination.

In 12 hours,

you will no longer be America's problem.

Can you do something

about these before then?

Please?

Feet stay on.

Ah.

But what if I have to use the bathroom?

You do the jailbird shuffle.

You know that one, right?

Want something to eat? Something to drink?

Agua, por favor.

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Oh, God!

Aah! Fraggle Rock!

Kensi. Hi.

Hi. Yeah.

How did you...? Wait a minute.

Did you just...? Yes. Yes, I did.

What are you doing here?

What am I doing here?

What am you doing here?

Oh.

Oh, Kensi. Yeah.

Kensilina. Kenselicious, my love.

Yes, dear.

Hmm. Why are you taking a showering here?

I went surfing.

I thought I would just save time if I came, you know,

straight to the boatshed instead of going back home first.

So, I'm just trying to save time, clock management.

Well, that makes sense.

Except your board isn't here with you.

No. No, no, no, no, no, Kensi.

Aah! It's scalding!

All right, listen, you obviously want to have

an adult conversation about this, and I-I will.

You want to be honest about this, I'll be honest about this.

Yes.

Okay, here's the honesty.

I love you, and you know I love you, and I love living with you.

It's just...

It's just that you...

You... what?

There are 11...

different shampoo bottles in the shower

at home-- 11!

What?!

The bathroom is not that bad.

There's 14 different types of conditioner bottles.

There's two detanglers.

I don't even know what the bottom of the shower looks like.

Every time I step in there... Can you stop?

...I feel like Godzilla! This has never bothered you before.

Why does it bother you now?

What are you talking about?

I bring it up, like, twice a week.

I even got Callen to give you a book about being tidy.

Of course it bothers me!

Yeah, but that's like our repartee.

You know, I make fun of my ex-boyfriends,

you riff on my mess. It's what we do.

Except for the fact that my riff is like a-a cry for help.

It's like a... like a... “Help”"

Oh, your cry for help?

Yeah, and I'm sorry if the truth hurts, but, baby,

you wanted to have an honest conversation about this.

I'm gonna show you what hurts. No, Kensi, don't do that.

You're gonna... Aah!

Just stop. No, don't... I need...

Kensi, that's my towel. Oh. Oh, what...?

I need that to dry off.

You're obviously doing this on accident, but that's how I...

Kensi?!

That's fine. I'll just air dry.

I'm just gonna air dry!

No Deeks?

Car trouble. Screw loose.

We should start without him.

This is from earlier this morning.

Security footage from a safe house in North Hollywood

used by the U.S. Marshal Service.

The man who took 10 cc's to the neck

is Deputy U.S. Marshal Anthony Howard.

Where's his partner?

These guys always work in pairs.

MM. The flu hit the Marshals' Office rather hard.

The man administering the drug to the marshal

is one Ricardo Pena.

Pena is a convicted Cuban spy.

He spent the last three years at Lompoc.

Why was the marshal taking him to the safe house?

He's the yang in a prisoner exchange.

The yin is Brett Seymour, former U.S. Naval officer.

He was imprisoned five years ago

for bringing cable and telecom equipment into Havana.

Pena knew the exchange was set to go down tonight.

Which means he didn't want to go home,

or he has unfinished business here in the States.

Well, either way, we need to find him and put him on a plane

before Cuba realizes he's missing.

Or Seymour doesn't come home.

I'm using Kaleidoscope

to figure out Pena's next location after the safe house.

And I requested for Heidi Reardon,

the Department of Justice attorney

who tried the Pena case, to meet you at the boatshed.

Great. Kens, why don't you grab Deeks?

Go talk to the attorney,

see if she has any idea where Pena's headed next.

Without letting on why. Got you.

Safe house?

I thought you'd never ask.

We'll meet you inside.

It's sad.

What's that?

I mean, a safe house, by definition,

is a temporary hideout no one calls home,

but at least they've got chairs.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means this place is more comfortable than your house.

How many times do you want me to apologize?

Never. Because I'm never coming

to your house to watch basketball again.

I offered you the bean bag.

Listen, my back is still killing me-- bean bag!

Deputy Marshal Howard.

Agent Callen. This is Agent Hanna.

How you feeling?

I'm still pretty light-headed.

I don't know how they got the syringe in here.

No one broke in, no windows or doors were left open.

Have you used this safe house before?

Lots of times, but we do everything by the book.

No one knows what happens here unless they have a badge.

So that would mean someone with a badge

put the syringe under the table.

And told Pena where to find it.

Security cameras always on?

I wish.

We only power 'em up when the house is in use.

Did you bring these groceries in?

House was stocked when we got here. Always is.

We have a company who does that for us.

Same company that

cleans the place when you're done?

Yeah, we're checking.

We're gonna need some names.

You got it.

Decaf almond milk. Thank you, Detective Deeks.

Oh. Hey. Ah.

So sorry I'm late.

Yeah, you must be Agent Blye.

Heidi Reardon, DOJ.

Nice to meet you, and thank you so much for coming.

My pleasure.

Coffee?

I see you've met my OCD partner.

Hope you washed your hands before coming.

Uh, Detective Deeks told me

you want to discuss the Pena case.

Yes.

That was three years ago.

So I have to ask: why now?

Uh, well, as you know,

the government is sending Mr. Pena back to Cuba

as part of a prisoner exchange,

and so, essentially, this is just a formality.

We have to go over the case before we close our file.

How can I help?

If you don't mind, we'd like to start at the end.

Why did Pena get sent to Lompoc in the first place?

Failure to register as a foreign agent on American soil.

And nothing else?

My boss was pushing for me to make a case for conspiracy.

Pena had infiltrated Agency Five,

an anti-Castro group in Santa Monica,

and we had reason to believe that he was going to sabotage it

and commit violence against its members.

We had evidence, but not enough of it was admissible.

So no charges stuck.

Look, I know that failure to register doesn't seem like much,

but it was enough to protect our nation from a Communist spy

for three years and counting.

I'm just glad he's finally going home.

Yeah, of course.

Yeah, it's a good thing.

So what do you really think

happened with Deeks this morning?

Kensi told us-- car problems.

I don't know.

I smell trouble in paradise.

Why do you seem so happy about it?

Ah, this is a teaching moment.

You know, every relationship,

slash friendship goes through a rough patch.