NCIS: Los Angeles

Thanks a lot. Y'all have a good evening.

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Go, go, go, go, go!

Y'all right? Y'all good?

Oh, man!

Oh...

Oh, man.

Ha.

Do I have to remind you of the nunchaku incident?

You get hurt, you're driving yourself to the E.R.

That's all I'm saying.

Freeze right there.

This is yours?

Yes.

It's my dragonhead kwan dao.

You know, one of the 18 arms of wushu.

What's that, like those little Chinese dumplings?

I love that stuff.

No, wushu is the Chinese martial art with 18 arms

or weapons.

I prefer the steel whip or the meteor hammer,

but you have to stay in practice with all of them.

No doubt.

I mean, you never know when a horde of murderous Mongols

are gonna come galloping over Laurel Canyon.

All hands on deck.

You gave him a whistle?

Oh, do I look as if I've gone daft?

I'd sooner give a chain saw to a spider monkey.

At least I took his Segway away.

I'll speak to Mr. Beale.

Sooner than later,

okay, because the next time he toots that thing,

he won't be using his lips.

Maybe you can use your wushu dragon breath.

Dragonhead kwan dao.

Ah...

Marine Gunnery Sergeant Wendell Dobbs.

Dobbs was promoted to a job in logistics 18 months ago,

after his second tour in Anbar Province, Iraq.

That's a lot of entry wounds.

Some serious lead-slinging.

What were they using?

AK-47s, multiples.

Most popular gun in every conflict

around the world, but still very rare in the U.S.

Eric, do we have any video footage on the shooting?

Got this from the supermarket security camera.

The plates were stolen,

but I've got Kaleidoscope looking for the vehicles.

Well, they probably stole the vehicles for the drive-by

so they could dump and torch them after.

Rewind it back to the shooting.

Dropped the magazine.

Mags typically aren't expendable.

So they're either sloppy...

Or very well-equipped.

Where the hell are they getting Kalashnikovs with extra mags?

Gang violence in the military is an ongoing problem,

and SECNAV is pushing hard

to rout out any and all offenders,

but I don't see any indications of gang ties

in Wendell Dobbs' Service Record Book.

LAPD said there's an escalating war

between the gangs- a lot of jockeying for drug turf.

Yeah,

where an edge in firepower makes a big difference.

Dobbs was in uniform,

so it's unlikely a case of mistaken identity.

He clearly wasn't a random victim.

He was targeted. Question is: why?

How do we want to play it? I'll go put in

a call to Dobbs' C.O.

and his medical officer.

I'll swing by the crime scene, see if I can track down

any witnesses who are willing to talk.

Well, looks like we're going to pay our respects

to the family.

NCIS.

May we speak with you, sir?

Come in.

Thank you.

Proudest day of my life--

when Wendell graduated from boot camp.

Did your son have any enemies

you were aware of, Mr. Dobbs?

Yeah, some terrorists in Fallujah and Abu Ghraib.

Any old relationships

that could have come back to haunt him?

Meaning what?

He was an ideal son and an outstanding Marine.

We're not trying to disrespect your son, sir.

We're just trying to find and prosecute his killers.

And you'd better find them before I do.

Pardon me, gentlemen.

Where's Lil' Mac D?

I need to talk to him.

Get out of my house, before I throw you out.

Hey, cool your ass, old man, before I...

Before you what?

You might want to think about what you're doing.

You best tell Lil' Mac D we're looking for him.

Let's roll.

Move it, move it.

Sorry about that.

Who's Lil' Mac D?

I assume they mean my younger son, James.

I mean, kids don't go by their given names anymore.

It's always Lil' this, Doggy that, Mac Daddy Love Handles.

It's ridiculous.

Wendell has a brother?

Yeah-- James.

Wendell was his rock...

but when he went to the war,

James got in with the wrong crowd.

Wendell left a job he loved--

leading his Marines in battle--

to take a non-deployable billet back here,

just to help James and me.

I was diagnosed with diabetes six months ago,

but I told him I don't need a nursemaid.

A man should never outlive his children.

Get down!

Stay down!

You okay, sir?

I'm okay. I'm okay.

You good?

Good.

A champagne-colored Chevy Impala lowrider.

Thanks, Eric.

Oh, and call me if you get any IDs

on that other picture I sent you.

Thanks.

"G," found this on the fridge.

Suntiago Equipment, Inc.

Looks like a pay stub with James' name on it.

7.62 by 39.

That's the same weapons and ammo that killed Wendell.

They're firing cheap reloads.

Maybe the Taliban's having a sale.

Thanks, Officer.

What's Suntiago Equipment, Inc.?

That's where James works.

It's a heavy equipment outfit--

backhoes, bulldozers, that sort of thing.

They're out by the airport.

Why would James' gang want Wendell dead?

I don't know what any of this is about.

It may be best if you stay elsewhere for a few days.

We'll find somewhere safe for you to stay.

Hell, no.

This is my house. Hell,

I've been living here longer than most of those punks have been alive.

I'm not leaving, unless it's in a body bag.

Just find my son

before something bad happens to him, too.

We're trying, sir.

I ran Callen's covert little happy snap

against our and LAPD's databases.

Rashad Hollander,

aka Slide, dishonorably discharged from the Army in 2007

for...

Let me guess: gang activity.

Bingo.

Huh, managed to compile a pretty impressive rap sheet since then.

As has Wendell's prodigal brother, James.

Well, James seems like a petty thief,

whereas Hollander appears to be well on his way

to becoming a full-fledged sociopath.

Both Rashad "Slide" Hollander and...

James "Lil' Mac D" Dobbs have links

to the 82nd Street Black Posse.

They've been expanding into the territories of rival gangs

with increasing violence.

So what does this have to do with our

stellar Marine, Wendell Dobbs?

That's the part

we haven't figured out yet.

Check out the Humvees.

Looks like they've seen some action.

Something tells me we need to play this on the down-low.

I think I just became James' cousin.

I'll buy that.

Hey, guys, your supervisor around?

That guy.

Excuse me. How you doing?

Keith Dobbs.

This is my buddy, Ernie.

Ronnie Miller.

How can I help you gentlemen? I'm looking for my cousin, James-- James Dobbs.

That'd make two of us. Your cousin hasn't been here

since Friday. You know, he's gonna be

looking for a new job if he doesn't check in soon.

His brother was killed last night.

Wendell?

You know James' brother?

A little.

I gave James the job as a favor to Wendell. What happened?

Looks like it was a drive-by shooting,

but, uh, police are still looking into it.