Oh, come on. What? You got some sort of Superman double back flip where you can dodge bullets? I mean you can't tell me I shouldn't have taken that shot.
No. I'm glad you did.
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S1 E15Unfinished Business
[Eric is frustrated trying to get information from a wet computer]
You know I despise your wardrobe, particularly those flip-flops, not to mention your surfboard leaning preciously close to my car. The sand you track into the OPS center or the millions of dollars of top-secret technology you use to play your frivolous video games.
I only left my surfboard near you car once... twice. I don't do it anymore.
But I tolerate it all, for the most part. And, do you know why, Mr. Beale?
My playful kitten-like personality? I don't know why I just said that. I make jokes when I'm nervous... use humor as a defense mechanism. It's a bad habit. I don't even know why I'm still talking.
I tolerate it because you are unequalled at what you do. I am the way I am because I demand the best. This is an elite unit whose unparalleled success rests on the superior skills of those who work here. And that's why I know that if anyone can fix this, it is you.
You okay?
I'm not comfortable with authority figures. It's why I do what I do, computers don't talk back. Well, I mean technically they can, but even then I can manipulate the voice to make it soothing, if I want. Sexy, even.
Too much information!
Agents Callen and Hanna, NCIS.
MMMajor Medina
Major Rick Medina, Army CID out of Washington. I just got an earful from my boss, who got an earful from your boss. Meaning I'm already prone not to like you guys.
I'm not feeling a lot of love for you right now either.
Eric, let me talk to Vance.
Vance.
Has Army CID been briefed on this op?
In the interests of joint operational intelligence, yes, they have. I told Major Medina that Keshwar was being held on a Turkish ship.
Well, he beat us to it. Medina just took Keshwar into custody.
Callen, I didn't say which ship. Medina never gave me the chance. He hung up before I could tell him.
This is traffic cam footage pulled from that intersection approximately 15 minutes ago.
I'll call Deeks. Make sure LAPD knows we'll be handling this discreetly.
Eric, pull up everything you've got about this guy.
According to initial reports, the dead man's name was Michael St. Paris. No criminal record. Employed by North Gate Elite Security. They're a private investigation firm specialising in surveillance work.
He was running a tail. G caught him, so St. Paris bolted. I'll call North Gate and see who hired him.
Callen left the crash scene almost immediately. He must have stuck to blind spots and moved fast because no cameras got him. Also, his phone went dead right after he sent that alert to Hetty. Off the grid.
Could this have anything to do with Agent Macy's murder in Annapolis?
No. It's unrelated.
What's Callen going to do now?
What he does best. Become a ghost.
Um, so we can't find him?
Not until he's ready to be found.
Mr. Callen, is this your third cell phone of the day?
I'm keeping receipts.
What happened to protocol?
It went out the proverbial damn window. I've been thinking a great deal about your situation. Nate has misgivings about your state of mind.
Well, he's going to have to get in line.
During this crisis, he thought he should have a gun.
You didn't?
Perish the thought.
Eric, I need you to bring our servers back online. I want you to re-activate the computer virus that Keelson introduced to our system.
Are you serious?
Very.
You're asking me to commit technological malpractice.
[Seeing a box with his name on it] See if they've got one on you, or Hetty.
[Long pause as Sam searches] Nothing on me. Two boxes on Hetty.
[after sharpening her pencil] I much prefer a good HB to a Bic. Press firmly enough and people don't have to read between the lines to get the message. The answer is no, Mr. Callen.
Hetty, you don't even know what the question is.
It's no to all of them. Is there any mention of this in your classified file? No. Was I aware you had a relative? No. Am I surprised? No. Should you stay on this case? Definitely, no.
The agent's name is Trent Kort... Sam and Kensi, boathouse in half an hour. [Hetty leaves]
[to Callen] She knows. You can't go. [Callen sighs, then starts to leave] Where you goin'?
Shoot someone.
KKort
I'm rather fond of Los Angeles. [Looks at Kensi] Maybe I'll put in for a transfer.
I hope not.
You need a place to live, Mr. Callen.
I'm staying at Sam's.
[groans] Spare rooms and office couches. Flophouse floors are not conducive to a restful sleep. And I need you awake. Someone's gone missing.
Who?
Deeks.
Second unrelated question, do you have plans for this weekend?
Plans?
Plans.
Uh, are you asking me out? No, that'd be weird. No, no plans.
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