"Agents in position." "MAN (over radio):" "You have the green light." "Breach on my command." "Five, four, three, two, one..." "(yelling)" "MAN:" "I'm hit!" "I'm hit!" "Cover me!" "Cover me!" "(grunts)" "(grunts)" "(grunts)" "Aah!" "Man down!" "(grunts)" "I'm down!" "Push past!" "AGENT:" "Code WIA-- agents are down." "MAN 2:" "Agent Jenkins-- status." "Need a medic to transport immediately." "Agent Jenkins?" "!" "MAN:" "To the rooms!" "Check their weapons!" "Agent Jenkins, what the hell just happened over there?" "What just happened, sir, is that you sent me into a damn ambush." "(sighs)" "♪ NCIS:" "LA 5x06 ♪ Big Brother Original air date on October 27, 2013" "== sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man" "♪" "(whistling)" "(laughs)" "I just don't get kids these days." "Deeks, you're not walking on a treadmill at your desk." "The nom préféré is a "walking workstation," thank you." "Don't call it that." "How slow is that thing going?" "It's humming along at one mile per hour, so, that way, I can still type and read, and even sip my morning hazelnut latte." "It's gonna take you an hour to go one mile?" "What's the point?" "Point, Mr. Callen, is, that innocent-looking chair sitting behind your desk is actually a silent killer." "SAM:" "Oh." "Is your hippie-dippy aunt back in town?" "No, Aunt Barbara is actually not back in town, but she did send me an article." "Did you guys know that your muscles rot while you sit, and your good cholesterol completely abandons you?" "Sort of like your dignity right now?" "We get plenty of exercise in the field." "DEEKS:" "Uh-huh." "But exercise actually does not reverse the chair-inflicted damage to your body." "Are you hearing yourself?" "And, actually, studies have shown that walking reduces your risk of heart disease by 31%." "And..." "And reduces the risk of death by 32%." "My protégé has arrived." "My protégé, my ass." "You said you'd shut up about all this when you got that thingamajig." "DEEKS:" "Okay, this thingamajig is gonna save all your lives, so you should just thank me." "Save us from... death by chair?" "Suicide by sitting?" "Homicide by Herman Miller?" "Chairs:" "The Silent Killers." "Okay, Kensilina, you of all people should know that, uh, chairdom is especially lethal for women." "And Hetty actually agreed to this?" ""Agreed" is a strong word, Ms. Blye." "(treadmill beeps)" "Hetty, will you please tell these, uh, nihilists that you support my walking workstation?" "I'd rather you call it something else." "Yeah, but you said I could have one." "Yes, as long as it doesn't interfere with everyone's work." "(treadmill beeps)" "It's not interfering with their... work." "They're just excited." "They're like untrained puppies with big paws." "SAM:" "I know he didn't just call us dogs." "No, it was worse." "Puppies." "(treadmill beeps) Want to take it for a spin?" "Named her Madeleine." "HETTY:" "Oh..." "She is a Madeleine, indeed." "What happened?" "Secretary Albright lose one of your brooches again?" "It's much too upsetting to talk about." "Fair enough." "Now, everyone up to Ops." "We have a case, and either the new SECNAV is exceptionally paranoid, or this one could affect the entire national security infrastructure." "Who are they?" "Well, the good guys are CIA, FBI and..." "NCIS." "It was a counter-terrorism joint task force." "And the target?" "The Molina Cartel and their friends in Al Qaeda." "According to intelligence, the Molina Cartel was planning to make another investment in the terrorist group, this time in exchange for Afghan opium." "A meet was supposed to have taken place at this house." "SAM:" "But let me guess:" "There was no opium, and no one there from Al Qaeda." "Just a bunch of cartel guys with their guns." "KENSI:" "Bad intel?" "Well, that, or somebody tipped 'em off." "ERIC:" "The new SECNAV thinks there's a mole." "Where?" "FBI?" "CIA?" "Could be there, or it could be closer to home." "NCIS?" "And we can't execute another operation until the leak is plugged." "Can't afford to." "ERIC:" "Hetty said SECNAV requested this team specifically." "KENSI:" "Hmm." "Where are the guys who coordinated the operation?" "On their way to the boatshed." "Have you started analyzing their cell phones and laptops?" "Already on it." "Kensi, Deeks, talk to the agents." "Don't let on that SECNAV thinks there's a mole." "Of course." "How many didn't make it?" "NELL:" "Two, so far." "There's another in the ICU at St. John's." "Think the neighbors had any idea they were living next to a drug cartel?" "Like your neighbors have any idea who they're living next to." "Of course they do-- a handsome bachelor." "(chuckles) A quiet man who keeps to himself?" "Classic description of a serial killer." "I happen to value my privacy, and my neighbors respect that." "Even the ones that write about you in their blogs?" "Oh, yeah." ""My Mysterious Stranger."" "How did you...?" "I'm a special agent." "They were supposed to take that down." "You know, I can see Deeks getting himself into something like this, but you?" "Look, her name is Ilyse, and she's harmless, and I've..." "I'm dealing with the situation." "Oh, it's a situation?" "I've got it under control." "Not according to her blog." "So, stop reading her blog." "You know, she rescued an animal she was afraid of just so she could impress you?" "Eric and Nell showed you." "I'm just a sucker for unrequited love stories." "Don't judge." "You know, you are big and strong with striking blue eyes." "(camera shutter clicking)" "(indistinct background radio communication)" "SAM:" "That look like a barricade to you?" "CALLEN:" "Yeah." "Looks like the Molina Cartel knew our boys were coming." "And they knew when we were coming." "They even knew the exact door we were coming through." "You're right." "No barricade for the her entrance." "G, SECNAV may be right." "There may really be a mole." "FBI Agent Jenkins, FBI Agent Ambrose," "CIA Agent Lowell and" "NCIS Agent Carter." "Good to see you again." "Nose looks great." "DEEKS:" "Oh, this is the agent you elbowed in the face for the KO?" "He was holding me against my will." "Because Granger ordered me to." "I was perfectly justified." "I developed sleep apnea thanks to" "Agent Blye." "Damn deviated septum." "DEEKS:" "So, you geniuses behind this morning's fiasco-- who, uh, who would like to go first?" "Look, I got the call from Agent Ambrose with the operation details three hours before my team went in." "He gave me the green light, and now, two of them are dead, and another one's in ICU." "Agent Ambrose, you gave the go ahead?" "I'd just like to state for the record that I followed protocol to a T." "Oh, Agent Ambrose, now I remember you." "Why don't you give me a little taste?" "Give me page 37, second paragraph from the bottom." "Do not mock the FBI Handbook." "KENSI:" "Ambrose, if you did follow protocol, what went wrong?" "I don't appreciate your tone, or your implication." "What you do or do not appreciate is of no concern to me." "Listen, I did everything I was supposed to do." "This is not on me, do you understand?" "And Agent Jenkins," "I will have your ass for insubordination." "Agent Lowell, any thoughts?" "I honestly have no idea what happened." "It was a smart, clean operation, by the book," "(phone ringing) like Ambrose said." "We had no reason to think that it was compromised." "Eric, what is it?" "Kensi," "SECNAV may have been wrong." "There's not a mole at one of the agencies." "Is it worse?" "Much worse." "The CIA and the FBI have been hacked." "What makes you think the CIA and FBI were hacked?" "Agent Lowell's cell phone." "Whoever's responsible did a decent job of covering up their tacks, but, come on, people, let's be honest." "You can run, but you cannot hide from the E to the B to the T to the O." "The E to the BTO?" "Eric Beale, Tech Operator." "Yep." "SAM:" "Well, let's get to the point," "E-bot." "Right." "Uh, I discovered the hacker's malware program." "I'm sorry." "What?" "Basically, software created for evil." "I found the same malware on Agent Ambrose's phone." "SAM:" "And this malware's a what-- a virus?" "A worm?" "No, it's... a program that converts phone calls to text, in real time, totally undetected." "Super cool." "Yeah." "Except for the hacking Federal agencies part, obviously." "CALLEN:" "What about the agents' computers?" "Have they been compromised?" "I need more time to be certain, but so far, they look clean." "SAM:" "Things are gonna get a lot uglier if the FBI and CIA networks have been hacked." "DEEKS:" "Right, so just to clarify:" "the malware on the agents' phone enabled the Molina Cartel to intercept details about this morning's raid?" "That's what it looks like." "KENSI:" "Okay, but if the agents followed protocol, how did the cartel hack their phones in the first place?" "You have to understand." "No networked device is safe anymore." "That's where we come in." "Look, the truth is," "I don't know how they did it." "Our best bet is if the hacker used a cryptography key." "Ow." "It's a digital signature." "Thank you." "Look..." "I can try to track down his location, if he's online." "He could be in the Ukraine, for all we know." "CALLEN:" "Figure it out." "Let's take a closer look at these two." "It's way too much of a coincidence that they were both hacked." "I wouldn't mind tailing Agent Ambrose for a bit." "Dude was cagier than a loaded weasel." "What?" "They can get super cagey." "I never leave my weasel loaded." "I bet you don't." "Am I gonna have to separate you two?" "CALLEN:" "Just keep an eye on what Agent Ambrose is up to." "We'll look after Agent Lowell." "Got it." "What?" "Uh, no." "You're welcome." "It was no sweat." "I'm sure anyone could have identified the malware this quickly." "SAM:" "We still hear you talking, E-bot." "KENSI:" "I don't get it." "DEEKS:" "What?" "The handlebar mustache?" "Yeah." "It's supposed to be ironic." "Well, then, he doesn't know what ironic means." "Personally, I blame Alanis Morissette." "Uh-oh." "What?" "I got to use the loo." "Are you serious?" "I told you not to have that third green tea." "I needed the antioxidants." "I also need the caffeine." "You want to know why" "I needed the caffeine?" "Because I'm bored." "I'm bored, bored, bored." "Because stakeouts are supposed to promise scandal and-and intrigue." "This guy doesn't even jaywalk." "Well, we've only been following him for a couple of hours, so why don't you be patient?" "All right." "And quiet." "Thank you." "I can't believe he braved the elements to eat lunch outside." "I can't believe that barista hasn't shaved that thing off." "Okay, so, then, just to clarify, the facial hair-- not a turn-on for you?" "No." "Hardly ever." "Which means sometimes maybe?" "Which means, maybe George Clooney." "George Clooney?" "Really?" "Yeah, I like him." "He's got a..." "His eyes sparkle." "God, never been happier to see you two." "CALLEN:" "What's wrong?" "Ambrose make you?" "Course not." "But the Vietnamese nail salon across the street is practicing gender discrimination." "Lady said the bathrooms are women only." "Deeks needs to pee." "Anything on Agent Lowell?" "SAM:" "In the office all day." "What about Ambrose?" "Went to work, spent the morning at the office, and then drove down here to eat his sad lunch alone." "Oh, maybe not." "We've got a woman-- actually, make that "underage girl"-- approaching Ambrose." "SAM:" "He's too young, and she's too old for that to be his daughter." "KENSI:" "And he is too old and she is too young for anything else." "Personally, I think the, uh, whole schoolgirl uniform is a little bit cliché, but, you know, who am I to judge?" "NELL:" "Confirmed." "Agent Ambrose does not have a daughter or a stepdaughter, or a much, much younger sister." "Straightest arrows always have the most crooked kinks." "CALLEN:" "So, who's the girl, Eric?" "ERIC:" "Give me a minute." "Hey, does the network seem a little slow to you?" "Nope." "You don't think there's, like, a drag wind on it?" "No, Goldilocks, the network seems just right to me." "(beeping)" "ERIC:" "There you are." "SAM:" "You found her?" "Guys, forget about the girl." "The hacker just went online." "Wait." "That's crazy." "He's, like, two minutes away from you." "Just head north." "(engine starting)" "CALLEN:" "We're on our way." "(tires screeching)" "(engine revving)" "(tires squealing)" "(engine revving)" "Okay, now turn left onto Rosewood." "(computer chirping)" "Keep going." "Okay, guys, right there." "Stop, stop, stop." "(tires screech)" "Eric, where is he?" "See the building in front of you?" "He's in the alley on the other side of it." "NELL:" "He hasn't moved since going online." "Oh, we can cut him off." "Kensi, Deeks, we'll meet you back there." "(engine revs, tires screech) Got it." "Keep going." "Oh, you've gotta be kidding me." "Eric, you sure you got this right?" "I told you, this schoolgirl uniform thing's just... become cliché..." "Ow!" "Oh!" "Oh!" "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" "Back here." "What are you doing?" "I have an AP English test in ten minutes." "You just assaulted a Federal agent." "Him?" "!" "I thought he was a pervert." "Yeah?" "Well, that, too." "DEEKS:" "Not a pervert." "Well, at least not today." "(Deeks sighs)" "This is actually..." "It's worse than it looks." "KENSI:" "Field goal between the legs." "DEEKS:" "She's, uh, surprisingly fast and agile." "Impeccable..." "(groans)" "NELL:" "You locate him?" "aim." "Yeah... yeah, we found him." "And "he" beat up Deeks." "DEEKS:" "It's not funny." "I'm pretty sure I'm..." "I'm missing something." "I'm gonna go look for it." "(Deeks sighs)" "CALLEN:" "So this is the face of cyber-terrorism." "Let's start with your name." "My name is Cindy Chang." "I'm 15 years old." "Capricorn." "And now, very late for my AP English test." "You're gonna miss that test." "Yeah." "And the prom, college, your adulthood, chance to find true love." "Oh, you can find true love in prison." "Oh, that's a good point." "Mm-hmm." "All right, so, there's still some hope for true love, but everything else, you can kiss good-bye." "Did you say prison?" "CALLEN:" "Yeah." "It's standard punishment for terrorism, murder, attempted murder, obstruction of justice." "Just for kicking blondie in the gonads?" "That was self-defense." "SAM:" "Cindy... it's over." "Your parents are on their way with your lawyer." "They know I'm here?" "I'm dead." "They're the least of your problems." "Easy for you to say." "You weren't raised by a Tiger Mom." "In the meantime, we're allowed to question you because we found your cryptography key, which put national security information into enemy hands." "How did you find it?" "Because we're smarter than you." "At least one of us is." "Do not tell Eric I said that." "SAM:" "What do you know about the Molina Cartel?" "Is that a band?" "Your cryptography key was linked to malware this drug cartel used to kill two Federal agents this morning." "Okay, I admit, I've got some game." "And I've hacked into one or two networks for fun." "But I swear," "I have never done anything to physically hurt anyone." "CALLEN:" "Unfortunately, it still counts if you help someone else kill a Federal agent." "But I didn't!" "The only people I've ever hacked are the cliquey mean girls at school." "And, trust me," "Jessica Walker and her drones are so dumb and worried about maintaining their gelicures, they probably don't even know what cartels do." "Why them?" "So I could see what they were saying about me." "They're the worst spellers ever." "SAM:" "Did you hack their cell phones or their computers?" "It doesn't matter." "If they have WiFi, you only need one to get to the other." "Names." "All the girls you hacked." "How's it hanging?" "That's funny." "SAM:" "No, seriously, Deeks." "If you're injured, you don't need to be here." "Go back to your desk, walk it off." "(laughter)" "Nell, tell them what you found." "Our hacker, Cindy Chang, is a sophomore at Eastgate Prep, one of LA's most sought-after private schools." "Yeah, it's a feeder to the Ivies." "And a breeder for the city's worst d-bags and princesses." "Just because they didn't want to date you in high school does not make them princesses." "No, the fact that they all had personal trainers in high school is what makes them princesses." "And every girl Cindy hacked is also a student at Eastgate, just like she said, but here's what's interesting." "The girls' parents are basically a who's who of CEOs, celebrities, foreign dignitaries." "Do Agents Lowell and Ambrose have kids at Eastgate?" "Yup." "You stole my headline." "Lowell's daughter is a junior, and Ambrose's niece, Emily, is a sophomore." "DEEKS:" "And Cindy hacked both their phones?" "SAM:" "That's the link." "Once the girls synched their infected cell phones to Lowell and Ambrose's home WiFi, the secure agency phones became compromised." "There were seven other names on Cindy's list." "Yes, and each one's mom or dad is more impressive than the next." "Thanks, Nell." "So, is Cindy doing this unwittingly, or is, uh, somebody else pulling the strings?" "I don't know, but this seems to go well beyond infiltrating CIA and FBI." "There's a lot of soft targets at that school." "These kids could be kidnapped, used as leverage." "They're gonna need protection." "Somebody's going back to high school." "I nominate Kensi." "I don't want to be nominated." "I second." "No, you don't, because you don't understand how bad this idea is." "DEEKS:" "Kensi as a substitute teacher-- little eyeglasses, sweater set-- now, that's a fantastic idea." "Possibilities are endless." "Any objections?" "Yes." "I vehemently... object." "DEEKS:" "Vehemently?" "That is an excellent" "SAT vocabulary word." "You know what that means?" "Kensi it is." "No." "DEEKS (wolf whistles over radio):" "Those heels are working for you." "Stop it." "CALLEN:" "Kens, where are you going?" "SAM:" "Kensi?" "CALLEN:" "Kens, what's up?" "Sorry." "I can't to this." "Why not?" "I told you." "I tried telling you." "It was bad." "I am not kidding." "DEEKS:" "Warranged for a substitute teacher for Cindy's class-- they're expecting you." "They're expecting someone;" "it's just not gonna be me." "SAM:" "You're a professional." "You went undercover in college before-- what's the difference?" "The difference is that college doesn't have 15-year-olds." "You can handle going back to high school." "(sighs) It was a dark place, guys." "CALLEN:" "I'm sure it wasn't that bad." "Besides, you're an adult now." "You didn't have boobs, Callen." "You have no idea how torturous high school can be." "Deeks, get in there." "No way." "I was, like, the Ferris Bueller of my high school." "Left on top, swore I'd never go back." "Yeah." "Probably not the best idea to let Deeks be around so many impressionable coeds." "She's right." "And what's your excuse?" "I don't need one." "It's your turn." "I did the Bar Association conference last week." "In fact, the next three are your turn." "Really?" "(laughs quietly)" "So this is our most challenging undercover assignment yet?" "Okay." "(indistinct chatter)" "Class?" "Ladies and gentlemen?" "Can I have your attention, please?" "Yo!" "(chatter quiets)" "As you may have heard," "Mrs. Shoop went home sick with the stomach flu." "Mr. Bellridge is your substitute teacher." "He's new to this school, so I'm sure that you're going to give him your warmest Eastgate welcome." "Godspeed." "They're savage beasts at this age." "(low, indistinct chatter)" "(door opens)" "(door closes)" "(low, indistinct chatter continues)" "(Callen sighs loudly)" "(girl laughs)" "Hey, listen, I'm pretty sure this guy's..." "CALLEN:" "Do you have something you need to say?" "Yeah, um, Bellridge, I happened to see a paper in the front office, but, um... is your first name really Valerie?" "(laughter)" "Yeah." "It is." "That is so cool." "I understand you guys are studying the Industrial Revolution, huh?" "Chapter seven?" "Let's take a look at chapter seven." "(sighs):" "Now..." "What?" "All right, that's a bit of an oversimplification." "(closes book)" "(tosses book onto desk) We're not reading chapter seven." "Let's open your books to chapter eight." "Start reading." "Yeah?" "Are you gonna sit down?" "I prefer to stand." "You know, sitting can kill you." "So why don't you all just stay seated and... start reading." "(woman screams in distance) Don't anybody move." "Oh, my God." "Oh..." "Are you all right?" "What happened?" "(panting)" "T-Teachers' lounge." "MAN:" "Where'd it come from?" "Mr. Blackman." "Everyone stay here." "What happened?" "Are you all right?" "♪" "♪" "Looks like one of the school staff members, a..." "Mr. Stanley Blackman, just hanged himself, less than an hour ago." "I see." "Well, you don't sound very surprised." "Mr. Blackman was the track coach at the school." "It seems he'd become a little too friendly with his star hurdler." "How do you know that?" "Because the star hurdler was one of the girls" "Cindy Chang had hacked." "The coach was blackmailed." "Mm." "Thought wearing a belt as a necklace was an easier way out, huh?" "ERIC:" "Hetty, I've confirmed the rest." "All the girls Cindy hacked, their VIP parents have been hacked, too." "NELL:" "This means privileged dignitary correspondence, corporate strategies, unpublished scientific research." "Not to mention" "CIA and FBI communications." "NELL:" "The Molina Cartel may be just a small part of this." "Nell's right." "I mean, whoever is behind this has access to everything." "The hacker's profiting ten different ways." "We have no idea where this is gonna end." "HETTY:" "Oh, yes, we do, Mr. Callen." "With us." "Oh." "Mm." "Uh-huh." "Mm-hmm." "No." "See, I was..." "I stopped..." "I just..." "I stopped to-to have a drink of water, and then I got a text, so I was just answering the text." "Yeah, we don't care." "I can't emphasize enough how much we don't care." "Did you just slow that down?" "No." "No?" "I will have you know, sir, that walking is an Olympic sport." "Speed walking." "You forgot the "speed" part." "I still don't care." "ERIC:" "Hey, guys," "What'd you find?" "Um, we combed through the, um..." "Deeks." "Sorry." "(clears throat)" "We combed through the Facebook pages of Cindy Chang and the nine girls she hacked." "They have a lot of friends." "I'm not so sure they're all actually friends." "I found a bunch of birthday wishes that felt pretty forced." "What else did you find?" "We were able to confirm the identities of all their, quote, "friends,"" "except for someone named Matt Kirkley." "He's a junior at samo High." "So, tell us about Matt Kirkley." "NELL:" "Matt Kirkley doesn't exist." "The profile is a fake." "So, who is this guy connected to at Eastgate Prep?" "NELL:" "Just one person." "We'll give you... three guesses." "Matt?" "He's a soccer player at samo." "I've known him a couple of months." "Why?" "And you two have hung out?" "Not on, like, a date, but yeah." "How did you two meet?" "Matt's a... colleague of mine." "We met in a hacker chat room." "Turned out we both live in L.A." "What was that look for?" "That's not Matt." "He doesn't go to samo." "And I doubt he's a good soccer player." "That's ridiculous-- we've hung out." "He-he knows the samo fight song." "And I'm sure you're a great judge of character." "SAM:" "You ever met any of his friends?" "Anyone you know ever heard of him?" "Can you at least tell us what he looks like?" "He's white, and he likes to wear baseball hats." "What does this have to do with why I'm here?" "Matt may be the reason why you're caught up with the Molina Cartel-- and nine other security violations." "SAM:" "And one more death." "A teacher at your school." "Mr. Blackman." "What are you talking about?" "If you're lucky, we'll be able to prove that Matt Kirkley, whoever he is, piggybacked on your hack of the other students." "And has been committing felonies using your encryption key ever since." "How?" "I know how vulnerable networks are, and I'm super careful." "♪" "(yells)" "What did I tell you about sneaking up on people." "I know, dying of fright is a real thing." "Blah, blah, blah." "It is." "Okay?" "And it's called "stress cardiomyopathy."" "I'll forward you the link." "Again." "(music playing over earphones)" "So... what are you doing down here?" "You, uh, sweating?" "Trying to figure out how Matt Kirkley hacked Cindy's computer." "She's too clever to keep herself unguarded." "And OneRepublic gets your brain pumping?" "No judgment on your study habits." "All right, so we know that Cindy's hack led to everyone's phones and computers through their home WiFi routers." "But not" "Agent Lowell or Ambrose's computers, because they were signed on to the secured network at the office." "Thank you, protocol." "Picking up this pretty quickly." "My IQ crushes yours." "Oh, I beg to differ." "Okay." "Now help me figure out how Matt got to Cindy." "Maybe the exact same way." "What way is that?" "Right under her nose." "Do I need to find a little pair of khakis for you, Mr. Beale?" "I am so sorry, Hetty." "I-I'm dressed this way for the sake of the case." "Uh-huh." "You know, we have a very lax dress code, and yet... you still seem to be violating it." "(sighs) I'm so close to cracking this." "If only my computer would hurry up." "Not to speak of a few basic... codes of hygiene." "(sniffs)" "(computer beeps twice)" "That's it." "I found it." "No!" "(phone ringing)" "What do you have, Eric?" "I know when Matt Kirkley hacked into Cindy's computer." "Find out what she did last Saturday." "Just a second." "Where were you last Saturday?" "I went rollerblading at the beach." "And then?" "Um..." "Oh, I saw Matt." "Next time you could lead with that." "What did you guys do?" "We went bowling." "She went bowling with Matt." "(sighs)" "Did he drive her?" "He drive you?" "No, my mom dropped me off." "But Matt took me to frozen yogurt after." "I hate high school." "Matt drove her to frozen yogurt after bowling." "(sighs) In a new car with WiFi, I bet." "And he probably asked her to watch a hilarious video on the way there." "Did he ask you to watch..." "That rat!" "I'm gonna take that as a yes." "He drives a 2014 black Scion." "With WiFi." "Hacked my cell when I was watching that video." "And it wasn't even that funny." "Which bowling alley was that?" "The vintage one on Honolulu Street." "Then we went to the Yogurtland in Burbank." "Did you get that, Eric?" "(tapping keyboard) Searching traffic cam footage from last Saturday." "Who are you talking to, anyway?" "Who figured it out?" "No one." "Oh, is it that guy you said is smarter than you?" "What-what was that?" "Sorry, uh, could you..." "could you repeat that last part?" "Eric, what do you have?" "Well..." "I found Cindy... and our first picture of the hacker." "Sending to you now." "(phone chimes)" "Okay, this is him." "It's our guy." "Great." "Now all we have to do is find a ghost." "Where are we?" "Using facial recognition, we believe the hacker is Ethan Bloom, 22." "He does have a clean record, but recently he came into some serious change." "Probably selling information and access to Cindy's network." "Yeah." "Corporate strategies, CIA intelligence." "To any interested party willing to pay." "Competing software companies, high school track coaches, drug cartels-- this guy must be making a killing." "Except there is a teeny-tiny problem." "CALLEN:" "Ethan has no known address." "No cable bill, no cell phone, no credit cards." "And the Scion he used to hack Cindy was stolen." "He contacted potential buyers with burn phones that he purchased with cash from different locations throughout the city." "And he doesn't use a cryptography key, which means" "Eric can't even find him by hacking back through Cindy's computer." "I mean, this guy could be anywhere." "Except he's not." "He's here." "And we have something he likes." "DEEKS:" "Energy drinks." "You guys want some?" "Those are free." "DEEKS:" "Courtesy of America." "Have fun with that." "CINDY:" "Are you guys sure this is going to work?" "CALLEN:" "Yes." "Don't worry." "We're not gonna let anything happen to you." "(laughs):" "Oh, I'll be fine." "But is it okay if I strangle Matt when we find him?" "KENSI:" "Strangling actually takes a lot more stamina than you think." "And you can't really improve on your "kick to the nuts" act." "Oh, yeah." "Sorry about that." "Yeah, no... it's all good-- didn't really want kids anyway." "SAM:" "Heads up, Kensi." "He's on your six." "I see him." "CALLEN:" "Cindy... play it cool." "Hey, Cindy." "What's..." "You lowlife!" "Little piece of...!" "KENSI:" "We got a runner." "MAN (grunts):" "Watch it, jerk!" "Oh, crap." "DEEKS:" "Nope." "Nope." "(grunts)" "ETHAN:" "Ow!" "(panting)" "How'd you know he was gonna jump?" "Staircase to nowhere." "Door's, uh, obviously locked." "I didn't feel like taking the stairs." "ETHAN:" "You guys are cops, right?" "DEEKS:" "Yeah, we're cops." "No more questions." "(door opens)" "(door closes)" "Thank you so much for coming." "Mom, Dad... this is Agent Sam Hanna." "Mr. and Mrs. Chang, you have quite a daughter." "Just give me one second to talk to him?" "I just needed to tell you I am so sorry for everything that happened." "All the people that got hurt." "I really messed up." "You're right... you did." "I know." "But you also helped us in a big way." "I don't think we could have caught Ethan without you." "I would do anything to make things right." "Sam, people died because of me." "What you're feeling right now... it's called responsibility." "Well, it blows." "That may be true... but hold on to it." "Most people your age can't handle it." "But you can." "Okay." "Take care, Cindy." "(door opens)" "I will." "(door closes)" "Eric." "Nice job with this." "Oh." "No sweat." ""No sweat."" "(slaps back)" "Hello." "I'm Eric Beale." "I'm here on official NCIS duty to return... this to you, ma'am." "(laughs):" "Thanks." "Yeah." "I-I'm not an agent." "I-I work in more of a technical capacity." "No one here really understands what I do." "Oh!" "You're the smart one." "The smart..." "Sorry, what's that?" "Well, uh, thanks for this." "Yeah." "Am I allowed to go home now?" "Yeah." "Hey, Cindy." "You got skills." "I can tell." "(laughs softly) But you have to figure out a way to use them for good, or it's just a... waste of natural resources." "Can I..." "Am I allowed to see you again?" "Yeah." "Sure." "Five or six years." "Okay, then... it's a date." "(door opens)" "Good night, Hetty." "Oh, Mr. Callen, SECNAV called to say job well done." "We were able to destroy all the malware?" "All of it." "And the Molina Cartel's opium exchange with al Qaeda?" "We have a new task force, already assembled." "They'll find them." "I have no doubt." "See you tomorrow." "What...?" "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." "Okay." "Okay." "Callen, what'd you do with my treadmill?" "I am offended that you would ask me first." "(Kensi giggling) Kensi, this isn't funny." "I completely disagree." "Sam?" "I still don't care." "(Kensi and Callen laugh)" "You can blame me, Mr. Deeks." "You?" "Hetty, but why..." "The treadmill was drawing just enough power to cause a delay in our network." "Delay in the network?" "And you expect me to believe that?" "HETTY:" "This is a very old building, if you haven't noticed." "What about my heightened risk of heart disease?" "Huh?" "What about that?" "All right, listen, we... in the walking workstation community, we will not be silenced." "All right?" "O-Our motors will run loud, and they will run proud, okay?" "So hear us tread!" "I'm gonna stage a walk-in!" "HETTY:" "What a drama queen!" "== sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man"