NCIS: Los Angeles

Sig alert from earlier this evening...

You can't sing both parts of a duet.

Says who?

Not in a competition.

That sounds like second place talking.

Look, I was clearly the better performer last night.

You can ask Kensi, Hetty, Nate, Eric.

Come on, man.

They saw it with their own ears.

Well, a table of impartial observers would beg to differ.

Those women were seriously hammered.

And you let them vote.

Look, "to all the girls I've loved before"

is a karaoke classic.

I just made it my own,

and my fans clearly appreciated the effort.

You held your nose during Willie Nelson's parts.

"My funny Valentine"?

What, are you kidding me?

No, I... I hear that's in heavy rotation at the senior center.

It's a jazz standard.

Well, just be glad you're not Nate.

Julio, willie.

Valentine.

- Is Hetty here yet? - Nope.

But backstreet's back.

Ha-ha.

Is there any coffee?

Yeah.

Nate,

friends do not let friends sing boy bands.

Mmm.

Who has an extra pencil?

Are you sure you're not still drunk?

Maybe.

Anyone know how long this, uh,

seminar thing is supposed to go?

Last year was six and a half hours

before the first bathroom break.

Oh, my God.

Has anyone seen Dom?

No, but that's one way

to avoid a hangover...

don't show up for karaoke.

Yeah, don't show up for work.

30 seconds, he's going to be rookie meat.

Your watch is slow, Mr. Callen.

Bravo!

Hetty, all right!

Wow. The crowd goes wild!

"Wanted, dead or alive."

An inspired choice, Hetty.

Well, there's no magic

quite like the quixotic combination

of the messers. Cognac and Bon Jovi.

But given our various States of post-inebriation,

I will waste no time

in welcoming each and almost every one of you

to our mandated annual workplace safety evaluation.

Where is Mr. Vail?

I just called him, and it went straight to voice mail.

Huh. Didn't get the memo.

Maybe we should postpone this,

- until... until we're all here. - Oh, no.

I'll prepare a makeup session especially for Dom.

Have no fear, it will consume his entire weekend.

Number two pencils.

The tools of ignorance.

Let's open our books to page one and begin.

- Sorry. - Off.

Mm-hmm.

"A safe work environment is not just a goal."

That's me. Sorry.

Phasers on stun.

Does the word, "vibrate" mean anything to you people?

If you're behind this, Mr. Beal...

What?

It wasn't me. Pinky promise.

Oh.

It's an agent needs assistance alert.

It's coming from Dom's phone.

Let's find him.

Broadcast for 15 seconds, and then it stopped.

Maybe he pocket-dialed it.

There's almost no chance that Dom's specific

four-digit sequence got entered accidentally.

And it would've had to happen twice.

The sender has to enter the same code to turn it off.

Straight to voice mail, first ring.

So, the alert got turned off, and so did his phone.

Turn it back on.

Uh-uh. It's not responding.

Battery's either dead or was taken out.

What about a gps lock?

Alert wasn't broadcast long enough.

I can't get a position.

Dom's home phone is not answering, either.

What about the gps in his car?

All right, I got it... just south of downtown.

An alley off 18th and Santa Fe.

What the heck was Dom doing down here?

It's his usual shortcut... he takes the alley

to avoid the long light at Santa Fe.

Oh, my God.

Hit me up, G.

Eric, check for traffic cameras in the alley,

in this parking lot, anywhere nearby, okay?

See if there was anyone tailing Dom.

Looking now.

Uh, this is just how we found it

about 45 minutes ago.

No body.

Ipod, cash, house keys, laptop still here.

This wasn't a robbery.

Did anybody see anything?

No witnesses at all.

That's not surprising, though.

This part of town's no-man's-land till rush hour

kicks in around 7:00.

A guy stopped at a light on 18th called it in.

Bullet holes have a raised edge

from the outside.

Shots came from inside the car.

There's a lot of blood and a lot of glass.

Okay, so Dom comes through here.

He stops for some reason.

Somebody sneaks up, smashes the driver's window.

Second assailant smashes the passenger-side window,

forces his way in,

throws it in park, they struggle.

Bang, bang, bang.

He's been here what, a few months?

What does he know about shortcuts?

Yeah?

There are traffic cams

at every intersection downtown.

Near your alley, and in the parking lot,

no video at all.

Sam: Cameras everywhere

on Dom's route but this spot.

Was he taking this shortcut to and from work?

Car's pointed east.

Well, that means he was headed home.

Well, in that case, this happened last night.

Then, why did get an agent needs assistance call this morning?

Dom must have gotten his phone this morning,

even if it was just for a second.

Something went wrong when they took him.

Bad guys got sidetracked somehow.

Guys?

Onboard camera was activated.

Hard drive has a bullet hole in it, though.

Techs might still be able to pull some footage off it.

You know what?

No one bleeds this much and survives.

Ty, could you look at this?

Oh, poor little fella.

Who'd want to shoot you?

You talk to your computer parts?

Uh, do you talk to your plants when you water them?

Just my orchids, but they can be tricky.

Look, hard drives are like people, okay?

Take one to the casing, and it's like getting shot in the butt.

Hurts like hell, but probably not going to kill you.

But take one to the platter, like...

It's like getting shot through the heart.

Wait.

Is this from Dom's car?

Yeah.

He's supposed to bring in a cooling fan

from an old g-4 tower today.

We're building a pc together.

Rule is, spare parts only.

He's... a pretty good geek.

You know, for an agent.

Just see what you can get off it.

As far as Dom's demeanor is concerned,

I noticed nothing unusual in the past few days.

What about his laptop?

From what we can tell, untouched.

That's not surprising.

Dom's a stickler for security.

What about witnesses?

There's no witnesses, Hetty.

Why did this happen?

I mean, why Dom?

Right now, we have no idea.

Okay.

FBI, DEA and ice...

they've all called to offer their help.

Work them.

Cross-reference threats to their agents.

See if there have been any similar abductions.

Do whatever you have to do to find him,

by whatever means necessary.

You ever been here before?

No.

Me, neither.

Hey. It's not unusual to wait

a considerable period of time