NCIS: Los Angeles

You really don't know who to vote for.

If you think about it, you know...

Look out!

Are you good? Yeah.

Ma'am!

Are you okay?

Can you hear me?

Hey, call an ambulance!

Jones!

Third time this week

my leftovers have disappeared from the fridge.

So how do you explain that, huh?

I don't have to explain anything,

because I didn't do anything. We both know

you have a weakness for my loco moco.

Nope.

If not you, then who? Huh? Monty?

I don't know, he's a pretty smart pooch.

That's not cool. You're blaming my best friend.

I th-- I thought I was your best friend.

No, no.

Don't do your switch-craft on me.

I keep saying to you, you just...

you don't mess with a man's leftovers.

And what I keep saying is that you're insane, Deeks!

Guys, we need you upstairs.

Hurry.

All right, just so you know, I'm getting to the bottom of this.

Want to know why? 'Cause I'm a detective. I detect.

It's what I do. Okay.

Only thing you'll be doing later is apologizing.

Oh-ho-ho. No.

Office park security cameras

picked up a carjacking in the Valley.

Hidden Hills Produce.

That produce truck is actually

an undercover military transport

carrying a load

of compromised AK-47s.

And it gets better.

Hold on a second.

Is that Nate?

Damn. It is.

What the hell is he doing?

Well, Hetty sent Nate

on a long-term undercover.

He's investigating

organized crime's link to terrorism in L.A.

When was last contact?

12 weeks ago.

He went dark

and we had no idea where he was

until this showed up.

Well, if he was trying to infiltrate organized crime,

it looks like he was successful.

Regardless, we need to find him and bring him in. Fast.

You think he's in over his head?

The fact he hasn't made contact

suggests he is,

even if he doesn't realize it.

Who's the woman?

No ID on his companion,

but facial rec is currently running.

How many AKs were stolen?

100 AKs

and over 2,000 rounds of Rhino ammo

tagged for disposal.

That's enough to arm a small militia

or tip the balance in a gang war.

We can't let those weapons hit the street.

Where are the drivers?

Marine Sergeants Edward Jones

and Kevin Brickson are being treated

at St. Anne's Hospital.

You take the hospital.

We'll hit the crime scene.

You're good to go.

Sergeant Jones?

I'm Special Agent Kensi Blye, NCIS.

This is my partner, Detective Deeks.

Like I told ATF,

- I followed protocol. - No, we understand.

We just have a few questions for you.

Where's Brickson?

Still in surgery.

Doc says he's gonna be fine.

Do you remember the attackers mentioning anything?

A time? Maybe a location?

Only thing I heard was my brain frying.

Uh, did you recognize anybody?

No.

I mean, whoever they were knew our disposal routine.

For one, who jacks a produce truck?

And two, we change the truck and the route with each mission.

Okay.

Nate used classified information to pull this off.

Maybe even brought the weapons to their attention.

Yeah, he put a huge arsenal in their hands.

It's a big gamble.

And too dangerous for Nate to pull off solo.

I mean, right reasons or not, this could get bad real fast.

Let's see where Nell is IDing Nate's new friend.

Maybe she's the one calling the shots.

Let's go.

Once they got 'em out of the truck,

they were easy targets.

It's efficient.

Doesn't make sense.

Nate is smart enough to avoid common surveillance.

What, did he just slip up?

Or did he want to get caught?

Maybe he knew he was in trouble,

this was his way of reaching out for help.

Maybe, if he can't make secure contact.

But even if he is being watched,

how hard is it to get a message to us?

Unless he isn't trying to.

Look, Nate's one of the smartest guys we know.

For now, we need to give him the benefit of the doubt.

I don't know.

Hetty may have bitten off more than Nate can chew.

You think she put him in the game too early?

She may have overestimated his skill.

He's operating without a safety net.

We do that all the time.

Yeah, but the difference is,

we know if one of us falls,

we'll be there for each other.

Nate doesn't have that luxury.

It's Eric. What's up, Eric?

Traffic cam caught

the produce truck

at a wildlife reserve in Santa Clarita

about an hour ago.

Where is it now?

Don't know.

No cameras in the reserve, but we haven't seen it leave.

Could still be there.

We're on our way.

Thanks, Eric.

There it is.

Eric, we found the truck.

It looks deserted.

Copy that.

Sam!

I got Nate.

He's breathing.

Nate, can you hear me?

Come on, buddy.

Come out now!

Put your hands up!

Drop your weapons!

Now.

What took you so long?

Drop your weapons!

You forgot to say “federal agents,”

so I'm going to need you two to drop your weapons.

Drop your weapons!

What the hell's going on?

I think the technical term

is “a double cross.”

Weapons on the ground now.

Now!

This one.

Get him in the truck.

Why not both of us?

Get a two-for-one?

One is plenty.

Easy.

Sudden movements

are contagious.

You jump, I jump...

that's how people get shot.

Don't worry, I got you, G.

Projecting confidence

in the face of adversity.

I'm gonna project confidence into your face

when this is all over.

Maybe next time.

We have to go.

- Turn around. - Oh, no.

You want to shoot me,

you got to look me in the eyes.

So be it.

I would listen to what she says.

What are you doing?

You shoot him,

his partner will never give us what we want.

We don't have time for this.

Let's go.

Don't worry, G, I'll find you!

Stop for a second.

Always wanted to do that.

Go.

Sam?

Eric.

I need you to find that truck.

They've got Callen.

On it.

Where's Sam?