"I am your father." "Come on, G!" "Come on!" "Deeks, come on." "Reach up." "You got this." "Reach up!" "You can do it!" "Dig deep!" "Dig deep!" "Come on!" "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!" "Come on." "Come on, come on." "Almost there!" "Got you!" "Yes!" "King of the mountain!" "Yes!" "Best of five, Deeks." "Uh-huh." "You're on." "I love it!" "Sam, maybe you haven't noticed, but he's beaten me twice in a row." "Which means he's getting tired." "Which means you can beat him." "He has a longer reach than I do." "He climbs like an orangutan." "Hey, then let's show this monkey boy, G." "Hey." "Seriously?" "Okay, let's come down." "Best of five." "You can do it." "Best of five." "So, he has bounced back." "Clean bill of health." "Unless I'm missing something." "I wouldn't have encouraged him back on the bike if I didn't think he could ride it." "And what about Kensi?" "Partnerships are tricky at the best of times." "You're worried about both of 'em." "Well, I always worry about somebody, Owen." "You're whistling in the wind," "Mr. Beale." "They're not here." "But both of you are." "I think you need to see this." "Before anyone else." "This better be good, Eric." "It's not good." "It's... it's bad." "It's all bad." "LAPD just sent it through." "Oh, bugger." "Hold on!" "Come on!" "What are you thinking?" "Reach up!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Two all." "Told you he was getting tired." "Deeks, why did you let him win again?" "He did not let him win, Kens." "He's just dealing with an opponent who's much more agile." "I'm sorry, agile?" "My guy let your guy win to make it a contest." "Oh, you want a contest?" "Yeah, actually, uh..." "I'm done." "Me, too." "Wait." "What?" "You're quitting?" "While I'm ahead." "But you're not ahead." "It's a tie." "No one loses when the game's a draw, Mr. Hanna." "Ops center, everyone." "Eric has business." "We're not done." "Not you, Mr. Callen." "For you... a field trip..." "Camp Pendleton." "Agent assessment?" "But isn't that always done out of Washington?" "Mm, normally." "But you can't climb Mount Everest every day." "Have that on my desk by the end of the week." "Enjoy the drive." "You can start, please, Eric." "Early this morning, police responded to a report of shots fired in this West Hollywood house." "There were signs of forced entry." "When they entered, this is what they found." "The living room had been pretty much shot up." "A severed finger was found on the floor and used to write this message on the wall." "Where is he?" "I sent him on assignment to Camp Pendleton." "This is strictly a need-to-know operation for which Mr. Callen is not cleared." "Understood?" "Miss Blye, Mr. Deeks, work with Nell and Eric." "I want to know everything about that house." "And the people who live there." "Sam, crime scene." "We always work with a partner, Hetty." "I'll drive." "You headed out?" "Yeah." "See you when you get back, G." "Sensitive brakes." "Well, they turned it into a shooting gallery." "30, 40 rounds." "Like they wanted to make sure the neighbors heard." "Anyone see anything?" "Couple people saw a van leaving, no lights." "Agent Callen, you are not authorized for..." "Agent Callen." "It appears you got lost on your way to Camp Pendleton, Mr. Callen." "Someone gave me wrong directions." "Is that him?" "Ah, could be." "He doesn't really look like me." "Maybe in the eyes." "Anybody find anything to prove it's true?" "No, not yet." "We've been collecting DNA." "It'll take a few days to, uh, test against your sample." "His name... is Michael Reinhardt." "He immigrated from Germany in, uh, 1979." "Bought this place in '81." "He was a bookkeeper." "Worked mostly for small companies." "Mostly, uh, in the garment industry." "Does that sound like my father to you?" "Clearly someone believes it's him." "You can't take an active role in this investigation, Mr. Callen." "I'm going to have to stand you down until things are... clearer." "Mr. Callen?" "Do you recognize someone?" "Me." "Which photo?" "All of them." "Okay, so we've got traffic cameras in a four block radius of the house, and the first 911 call came through at 5:23 this morning." "All right, resetting to search at 5:23 at two times the speed." "Light traffic a that time of morning." "So, specific time plus close proximity of multiple traffic cams plus X equals... gotcha." "X being?" "The need to get away from the scene of the crime." "Panic." "Fear." "Like a speeding van running a red light." "Yeah, something like that." "No, I just saw a speeding van run a red light." "Uh, the Rosewood Avenue cameras." "Can you scroll back?" "Yeah." "License plate scan." "Reported stolen last night." "Equals gotcha." "1980." "I was ten years old." "Bakersfield." "Oh, yeah, the McPhersons." "They had a trucking company." "They were my..." "tenth foster house." "How long did you live there for?" "Just a few weeks." "I actually liked her." "I used to help her with her gardening." "What about him?" "Not so much." "Used to beat me with a broom handle." "Is that why they moved you?" "They moved me because one day" "I took the broom handle out of his hand and I broke it over his head." "All right." "Anyway, most of these were taken with a telephoto lens." "Some are better than others." "Wow, I got eight-millimeter film." ""Los Angeles, 2010."" "Most recent one yet." "The car." "What car?" "I saw the guy that took this photo." "I chased him, he got in a car and he took off." "But there was... there was a man in the backseat." "I think it was him." "Okay, so the owner reported the van stolen from this parking lot on Lincoln in Santa Monica, between 5:15 and 6:00 p.m. yesterday." "Two security cams, both wide." "That's our van." "And that's our man." "Can you zoom in?" "Low-resolution camera." "That's as good as it gets." "Uh... roll it back." "See where they came from." "Huh." "They came by taxi." "Did you find anything else at the house?" "Nothing." "Just a bunch of spent shell casings." "Nine-millimeter." "My money's on the Uzi." "You think it's him?" "All the photos and the personal things..." "Who else would have done this for all these years?" "These decades?" "Hmm." "It's the only thing that makes any sense, but... why wouldn't he just contact me?" "Yeah, well... someone's gonna contact you now." "Apparently so." "How?" "How do they contact you?" "I mean, like... how do they even get started?" "If they can find him, th can find me." "Yeah, but this place has never been compromised, your house is listed under an alias, and, what, maybe there's... six people on the entire planet that have your phone number?" "Of which three are in this room with you." "Yeah, well... whoever did this already figured out their next move." "The question is, who are they?" "A long way from Romania." "Didn't we bury most of them?" "Most of them." "That's a bunch of random people." "Some of Reinhardt." "Different places, different years." "None of 'em are you." "Found something?" "Nah, just more ghosts." "All right." "Thanks, Stevie." "I owe you big time." "It's on its way." "Is any of this actually legal?" "All of it." "Good." "All right, let's take a look at our two friends." "Is that...?" "Yeah." "That's him." "We tried, Owen." "And he saw right through the little ruse before he ever left the parking garage." "Then stand him down, Henrietta." "Send him home." "He cannot work this case." "He is this case, Owen." "This is his case since the first time he asked someone who his parents were." "For now, and for the record, he's our witness, helping us to identify evidence." "And if we have to go tactical?" "What is he then?" "Excuse me, Hetty." "We've got a name." "We've tied him to the van that we're pretty certain was used to abduct Reinhardt." "The van was stolen from Santa Monica by two men who were dropped off at the parking lot by taxi." "A friend at the taxi company located the cab and pulled a screengrab from the taxi security camera." "There was no pickup address." "They hailed the cab from a street downtown." "Now it's starting to make sense." "What do we have?" "Put it on the monitor, Eric." "Vasile Comescu." "Now we know who." "And we know why." "According to ICE," "Vasile entered the country five days ago." "He came through New York." "You don't organize something like this in five days." "They have to have had people on the ground setting this up." "Well... the Comescu family was heavily involved in human trafficking." "In and out of Europe and the Middle East, mostly, but you don't build a network like that without having contacts everywhere, including here." "How many left?" "Comescues?" "Um, according to the intel we gathered in Romania after we rescued Hetty... not many." "Vasile and Dracul both survived." "Dracul was killed in Hawaii last year." "Does Vasile know that Callen's the one that killed his brother?" "Yeah, he knows." "Which makes Callen the target." "That's why they killed his mother and his grandfather." "That's the bloodline." "If Reinhardt really is." "Callen's father, he is nothing more than a bargaining chip for what Vasile wants most." "Callen's head." "Eric, find Mr. Callen for me." "I thought he was with you." "Ah, Mr. Hanna." "I didn't see him leave." "Eric..." "Calling now." "His phone's turned off." "GPS." "Also turned off." "His car?" "No signal." "Okay." "He knows something." "He... he knows someone." "Start at his house." "Find him." "Bring him back here, in handcuffs, if necessary." "Challenger?" "Car pool." "Challenger's having her brakes looked at." "Sensitive." "Oh." "It's all yours." "Right." "Eric... find that van before Mr. Callen does." "Fine, fine." "You do that." "And when you come back to me to complain about them, remember what I told you." "I know, I know." "It's just business." "But when you come back to me, price is double." "Yes, it's just business." "Dasvidaniya." "Ass." "I should tell you, I'm having bad day." "Come out slowly." "You trying to get yourself killed?" "Not with that gun." "Now you leave me defenseless against my enemies." "Who leaves a gun in the fridge?" "We all do." "How did you get in?" "Parked the car in the back alley, jumped the fence." "You've got a security camera blind spot by your pool." "Thanks for finding it." "That bring back some memories?" "I'm more handsome now." "Richer." "Who is the guy next to you?" "Could be anyone." "Name's Michael Reinhardt." "I don't know him." "Maybe you know him by a different name." "Ask the real question." "The one you came to ask me." "Is this my father?" "No one has ever introduced themselves to me as your father." "So maybe he is," "Well, someone thinks he is." "Do you?" "Someone is trying to get to me through him." "Vasile Comescu." "I know Comescues." "Romani." "Human traffiing, arms smuggling." "If anyone could find your father, it would be them." "I heard they had family tragedy couple of years ago." "Many died, including head of Comescu family." "Is this business?" "This is personal." "Nice knowing you, Callen." "You just sent me text message." "No, I didn't." "Yeah, you did." ""Come to my house." "Urgent." "Callen."" "They're watching your house." "They send you the message." "You leave." "They follow you back to my house... wait for me to come home." "What are you going to do?" "Well, we don't want to disappoint 'em." "What means "we"?" "They're gonna expect to see you and maybe a... a driver." "Do I owe you favor?" "No." "But when this is done..." "I'm gonna owe you one." "Then it is business." "Ay-yi!" "Gun is still cold." "My brother-in-law's car." "It may get a little rough." "Is okay." "I don't like him anyway." "Make sure you use indicators." "You don't want to get pulled over, do you?" "What, you got a body in the trunk?" "No." "Not today." "There they are." "You got a plan?" "Yeah." "What is it?" "Watch." "Damn." "Good plan." "Anton Comescu." "They're already dead." "Old habit." "Who's going to pay for this?" "Your brother-in-law has insurance, right?" "Yeah." "Well, his premiums are gonna go up." "Open the trunk." "That's good." "Give me your phone." "Come on." "This is Eric." "Eric, I'm at Primrose just south of Third." "Send someone over here." "I got two bodies down and Arkady Kolcheck needs a ride." "All right, Callen, but Hetty needs to talk..." "Give me your gun." "Sure." "Is he your father?" "We're about to find out." "Or die trying." "Sit down." "No." "After you." "Okeydokey, dokey, dokey." "No niceties today." "Where's Callen?" "I don't know." "Okay, we found you beside a car with two men who'd been shot to death." "We swabbed you for gun residue." "And when that's processed, what do you think we're gonna find?" "That I fired weapon." "Self-defense." "Agent Callen will tell you same thing." "Well, then you better hope we find him alive, pal, 'cause he's the only friend that's gonna vouch for you." "I don't know where he is." "I know what he went to do, and I can truthfully say I don't know where he went to do it." "Why'd you wait with the bodies?" "You could have been long gone by the time we got there." "Because I wanted you to know what happened, what Callen was going to do." "Why?" "Because Callen is a friend of mine and I don't want him to die today." "Battery's missing." "Cheap rental;" "No nav." "Now, Arkady said Callen took Anton's cell phone." "Uh." "Left one for us." "Sam." "Eric." "What's up?" "I got a cell number for you." "It's probably a burn phone." "Number's 310-555-0116." "Recent calls?" "One. 310-555-0122." "Numbers are almost sequential." "They probably bought 'em at the same time at the same store." "Store's gonna have records, even for burn phones." "Got it." "Why would he take the battery, Sam?" "I can think of a couple of reasons." "None of them good." "Anton?" "Yeah, he found me." "But he's not able to make it to the phone right now." "Your family's getting smaller, Vasile." "How many cousins you have left, huh?" "Let me talk to him." "I have someone you want, and you have someone I want." "I need to know that he's alive." "You'll know when we meet." "No exchange until I know he's alive." "How about I just shoot him and you send another cousin to come find me?" "Did you run out of cousins, Vasile?" "South Central and Ninth." "Call me when you are there." "I just got a hit on the number Sam gave me." "Cell tower in the Garment District." "Two calls several seconds apart," "Same tower." "Means whoever's using the phone probably isn't moving." "Mm-hmm." "Get Deeks and Kensi." "I'm calling Sam." "Yeah." "Thank you, Robert." "Arkady." "Henrietta." "So, what have you got to trade today?" "I never said I had anything to trade, Henrietta." "But you always do even when you say you don't." "What makes you think I do?" "Callen came to see you." "If I did have something, you shouldn't assume that it would make any difference right now." "It wouldn't help me find him?" "No." "But it might help him find himself?" "Maybe." "And what would you want in return?" "Perhaps a consideration in the future." "When I might need one." "Go on." "I know Michael Reinhardt." "Yes." "I'm at South Central and Ninth." "Drive east two blocks." "Turn right." "Drive for four blocks, then turn left at the first side street." "Sam, we just had another call, same cell tower." "Strong signal." "I'd say four-block radius." "You must be right on top of 'em." "How far out are Kensi and Deeks?" "Three minutes behind you." "Where is he?" "Anton first." "He's in the trunk." "Kensi, explosion... between 11th and 12th, off San Pedro." "Back street." "We're going in hot." "Come on, come on, come on." "Truck, Kensi!" "Here, here, go... go, go, go!" "Sam!" "SitRep!" "This way." "Come on, team." "Get down!" "G!" "Kensi!" "Deeks!" "I'm up!" "I'm up!" "Granger's been hit." "Kensi, call it in;" "Deeks clear the weapons." "Tell him... the debt is paid." "How's Granger?" "Not too happy." "He's been shot in that shoulder before." "Someone else here to see you." "I'm glad you're okay, old friend." "I'm sorry you couldn't save him." "He was a good man when I knew him, many years ago now." "He wasn't Michael Reinhardt back then." "His real name was Hans Schrieber, East German." "He and his family escaped to the West in 1969." "Before you were born, Mr. Callen." "He couldn't have been my father." "No." "But I think he knew your father." "Owed him a debt." ""I owe him my life."" ""Tell him the debt was paid."" "Back in the 1970's, I helped refugees start over in USA... new lives, new names..." "Schrieber was one of many." "He said he owed his life to a Russian soldier, an officer who helped him escape." "I believe they stayed in contact even after Schrieber became Reinhardt and moved to America." "Schrieber agreed to keep track of you... until your father could come back for you and your sister." "Only he never did." "But Schrieber kept his promise." "Watching you, noting down every change of address, every foster home, and taking photographs." "They thought he was my father, and he let them believe it." "Repaying the debt." "I had Eric do an archive search on Nikita Alexsandr Reznikov." "There was a major in the KGB by that name." "Is he alive?" "He was arrested, sent to a labor camp in Siberia in 1974, just as you left Romania." "There is no record of his death." "It was a long time ago." "Yes, it was." "Henrietta." "Oh..." "Mr. Deeks found this amongst all the photographs." "I thought you might like to have it." "Good night, Mr. Callen." "Good night, Hetty."