NCIS: Los Angeles

And it's a good morning here in the southland.

Clear and sunny skies with a high for the day

of 78 degrees.

Current temperature outside is a crisp 60.

Still no traffic problems at this early hour.

Clear cruising on most of the major freeways, but...

Watch out for construction at the entrance of the 101

off vine and Hollywood.

Commuters headed in that direction of vine...

Fourth and spring? No problem.

You see that sunrise?

Yeah.

Another day in paradise, right?

Not a morning person?

- Who is? - Okay, okay.

If you want my money, take it!

It's not your money I want.

Help! Help!

Help me!

I got it.

Cowboy bar on sunset.

With the mechanical bull?

Yeah.

No, Hetty plus mechanical bull plus Tequila equals bar fight.

Trust me, I've been there... Dom?

Is that a doll?

Uh, no.

This is one of only 500 Alpha Centauri imperial class

guardian bobbleheads in the entire world.

It's... not a doll.

You're playing with an alien doll?

At work?

There is a difference

between dolls and bobbleheads.

And imperial class

Alpha Centauris are only part alien.

The other part is cyborg, I mean, everyone...

How about Disneyland?

I hate Disneyland.

Kensi hates Disneyland.

The happiest place on earth?

I have issues with grown men in furry costumes.

Unless it's Thursday night.

What are we talking about?

Quality time with the team.

Apparently, it's been too long

since we hung out, unless there's a corpse involved.

We're brainstorming ideas.

Bowling.

It's great competition, uh, builds camaraderie,

and you get to wear those funny shoes.

No bowling.

Okay, what about the cowboy bar on sunset?

Oh, that sounds like fun.

They have a mechanical bull, Hetty.

Oh, no, never mind.

Mr. Callen,

you've received an email this morning.

More specifically, Jason Tedrow

received an email.

Who's Jason Tedrow?

Alias from an old case.

I don't remember it.

You were on assignment in Afghanistan.

A case that now involves l of us.

Why is that?

Because the man who sent you the email

was killed two hours ago.

The cabbie's name was Joey Gale.

Former navy systems technician.

How'd he end up driving a cab?

Four years ago, we took Gale and his accomplices down

for pulling an electronic heist

of five million dollars from the naval advanced

defense research fund.

Gale was the inside guy.

Montrell Perez.

He was the crew's leader.

Sociopath with gang ties.

Fourth street flats.

Flats, rough boys. Tight knit.

Jon Donnelly.

No prior record.

Bunked with Perez, who dragged him into it.

- How'd you catch them? - Deep cover op.

I went in as Jason Tedrow,

a dirty MP.

Spent months getting close to them.

Told them I knew they had taken the money

and that I could use my connections

to sabotage the investigation.

They believed me. I asked for a cut.

And on the day of the payoff, NCIS arrested all of us.

Now, Gale and Donnelly struck up a deal to testify against Perez.

They each did four years and got released.

But Perez wasn't so lucky.

He's doing a ten-year stretch

at the naval consolidated brig at Miramar.

So, where does this crew think their buddy Tedrow ended up?

Shipped off to a brig in south Carolina.

- And the five million? - Gone.

From the funded his access to an outside account.

But the money was gone from the outside account

when the investigators got access.

Gale and the rest of them passed lie detector tests.

They had no ea where that money went.

NCIS got the convictions that they wanted,

but the five million dollars was never found.

Which leads us back to the email Gale sent Jason Tedrow.

Right. Now, Gale's been tracking down

the missing money since he was paroled three weeks ago.

He found an account number.

Now he wants Jason Tedrow's help getting it.

Why get in touch with someone he hasn't seen for so long?

I'm just a naturally likeable guy.

Or he was desperate.

Could be a little bit of both. Given their history,

Gale must've thought Tedrow was

one of the only people he could trust.

Honor among thieves.

Gale connected the money to a shell corporation,

but the account was closed approximately two hours ago,

right around the time that this happened.

This is a traffic cam on the corner.

He tossed the murder weapon so he wouldn't be caught with it.

It wasn't a mugging; it was an execution.

Someone knew he was getting close to the money.

Kensi, head down to the brig in Miramar.

Find out what Perez knows.

And if Perez has ties to the flats, then he's a suspect.

Could've ordered the hit from prison.

All right, on my way.

Where's Jon Donnelly?

Hmm, paroled three weeks ago, like Gale.

But no driver's license, no utility bills, no credit cards.

Off the grid.

I'll find him.

how is our old friend Jason Tedrow?

It's just another alias, Hetty.

An alias that reminds me of something

Theodore Roethke once wrote:

"My soul, like some

heat-maddened summer fly, keeps buzzing at the sill.

Which I is I?"

Well, I've been a lot of people.

Yes, but you enjoyed being Jason Tedrow best.

It bothers me, too, Mr. Hanna.

He's going lone wolf on us.

Keep an eye on him.

He's good at spotting tails.

And you're good at running them.

Stay close.

Lone wolf or not, Mr. Callen is one of our own.

Oh, my God.

Jason.

Hi.

Been a while.

Mom!

Jason, this is Michael.

My son.

Hi.

Hi.

What is this?

You think you can just waltz back into my life?

Thought you'd be glad to see me.

You disappeared.

I was in prison.

That's not an excuse.

You didn't even say good-bye.

That would've made it harder.

I didn't want you to have to deal with this, too.

The only person who decides what I am fit to deal with is me.

I've dealt with plenty.

And I'm doing just fine.

I'm looking for your brother.

Jon?

He's still a lost cause.

Figures you'd be looking for him.

Kristin?

In the kitchen.

Hey, big guy!

Come here! How are you, kid?

Jason Tedrow, this is Tommy Boyd.

My fiancé.

Nice to meet you.

Likewise.

Jason's an old friend of Jon's.

He was just leaving.

You're getting married?

Met him right after you vanished.

You thought I was just gonna wait for you?

No.

No, I...

I get it.

Last I heard, Jon was hanging out

in front of the supply depot in east L.A.

Just looking to pick up odd jobs.

Trying to make ends meet.

Thanks.

Jason...