NCIS: Sydney

Whoo!

Whoo!

Sucks to be you, bruh. Hit it!

What are you waiting for?

Kick her in the guts!

Dude, I am!

Why'd you steal such a piece of crap, anyways?

'Cause it was the one car that wasn't locked.

Duh!

Poor people suck, bro.

Dude, we're 13.

We are poor.

But we're rich in other ways.

Yeah, like what?

Underage driving skills.

Yeah, I'm pretty good.

Bruh!

- Dude! - Bruh!

That was sick!

Police, stop!

Mercedes sure loves an emoji, huh?

Yeah, honestly, it's a little exhausting.

What do you think that means?

Scissors? Uh, a haircut?

Or, you know...

Not really.

Well, she's been pretty open about not wanting kids,

but she's still young.

You know, what... what if I get the snip, okay,

and then she just changes her mind?

Yeah, well, I guess that's...

..something that can happen.

You know, 'cause the reversal surgery is super painful,

and there's no guarantee of success.

What if she still wants me to father her kids,

and then, you know, I don't know,

maybe I'm just shooting blanks?

Did we not fix this door?

Do you know what? It doesn't matter.

You know, it's something that I need to think about, though.

- Ha-ha! - Yes! Evie.

- Scissors emoji. - Who from?

- Mercedes. - Oh, vasectomy.

It's not a vasectomy emoji.

That's not even a thing, I don't think.

Maybe she's breaking up with you.

You know, scissors, snip, snip, cutting ties.

No, Mercedes and I are solid, Blue. We're golden, but thanks.

I mean, who breaks up with someone via emoji, anyway?

Uh, everyone.

Well, it's efficient.

What's your break-up emoji?

A heart split in two. You can't beat the classics.

I'm sure it's nothing. Just ask for clarification.

Yeah, you're right. I'll just call her.

Better yet, send her a telegram.

Yeah, Evie's right, Sarge.

Ease up on the old school comms.

You don't wanna come off as desperate.

Yeah. Right.

What exactly am I saying to my girlfriend?

In relationships, transparency is key.

So I'm just sending her

a "Sorry, don't really understand that emoji" emoji,

followed by a bemused emoji,

followed by a smiley emoji.

That way she knows that while you're being bemused,

you're also being smiley about it.

When did you become a relationship expert, Bluebird?

Thank you so much for noticing.

I did an online course yesterday.

I got a certificate and everything.

Hmm.

There.

Okay, everyone just relax.

Mercedes isn't going to break up with the big dog.

Ohh!

"Heart split in two" emoji.

Ooh.

Followed by, "Sorry, I forgot to send the rest of the message.

"It was fun while it lasted.

"Will arrange courier to drop off your surfboard."

Hey, look, it's hard to read tone over text.

Not this one.

"It was fun while it lasted.

"Will arrange a courier to drop off your surfboard."

I feel like...

Blue?

Her loss, mate.

Special Agent Mackey.

- Plenty of fish in the sea. - Yeah.

But you're gonna get your surfboard back. Cowabunga.

And we've got a dead Marine.

Grab DeShawn. Let's roll.

The victim in the trunk is

former Staff Sergeant Brad Slater,

US Marine Corps, medically retired.

Non-combat three years

after a peacekeeping mission in South Sudan.

Might have had something to do with that.

His left eye? It's a prosthetic.

You can see the trauma around the socket.

Well, he didn't die of a glass eye, so what are we thinking?

Someone snatches Slater, throws him in the trunk,

then he dies in the crash?

Not unless that trunk is made of clay.

Here.

There you go. Blunt-force house brick.

Before or after he was put in the car?

Oh, before.

I mean, there would've been a lot more blood

if it happened inside.

So Slater was killed somewhere else?

- Where? - Hmm.

State Police reckon the car was stolen

by two teens on a joyride.

Know where they stole it from?

Cops picked 'em up mid-ride.

Teens are long gone, but we can run the plates.

Okay.

Wherever this car was stolen from,

good guess that's our crime scene.

What's that?

Some kind of lock?

Actually, the opposite.

It's a digital safe-cracker.

So Blue did a quick snoop on Slater.

Since leaving the Marines, he's worked private security.

Anyone we know?

Most recently, 'Aussie' Bob Prince.

No!

- Aussie Bob? - Mm-hm.

Well, Australia's second-richest Aussie, after Bluey.

He was the richest bloke in the country in 1982

and again in '97.

And then in the early noughties.

Very successful entrepreneur, when he's not bankrupt.

He is one of the great Australians.

That's not the most interesting part.

You don't say.

There's an APB out on Slater.

What for?

Murder.

So our murder victim is also a murder suspect.

Great.

Meet Slater's alleged victim, Murray Holt, 63.

Killed in the home of Bob Prince two nights ago.

His employment contract lists him as

Bob Prince's footman.

Who the hell has a footman?

Australia's wealthiest man, 1982.

State Police allege

our dead guy in the trunk, Brad Slater,

was the shooter.

Evidence of a scuffle.

Why weren't we informed?

They didn't realize he was a retired Marine.

How solid is the case against Slater?

CCTV puts him at Prince's home around the TOD.

His prints were found on the shell casing.

Ballistics match with the 9mm slug found in Holt,

with a Smith & Wesson, the same gun Slater was licensed for.

Do we know what he was trying to steal?

Nah, not yet.

But whatever it was,

looks like Holt caught him in the act.

There's no world in which these two deaths aren't connected.

I want to know what Slater was doing

post the death of Holt and pre his own.

All right, I'm gonna get Evie to hit up phone and bank records.

But on that, Slater only made one phone call

during that window.

Ben Doyle,

former clearance diver for the Royal Australian Navy.

Okay, speak to Doyle.

- Find me that crime scene. - Got you.

Let's go check out the crime scene we do have,

at Bob Prince's house.

Looks like business is good.

What is his business again?

His finger's in a lot of pies.

Organic vape company,

string of diamond mines

and a very lucrative hand-sanitizer business.

You know what they call that, Special Agent Mackey?

Diversification.

Copy that.

Anything more from Mercedes?

Surprisingly no. She hasn't replied to any of my texts.

- Texts? - Hmm.

How many did you send?

I don't know. One, a few.

Definitely no more than a dozen.

Are you serious?

Well, I figured it was best

to leave it all out on the field.

Look, Jim, it sucks, okay, but...

What the hell?

You think he's seen the...

..piano?