NCIS: Tony and Ziva (2025) s01e08 Episode Script
Fire Sale
1
We are taking down
Reigning Fire.
Graves killed my family.
MARTINE:
If you help us
kill Aaron Graves,
you'll see Jonah's
nothing like him.
You're lucky
we're meeting in public.
Otherwise, we'd be doing
a lot more than talking
for what you did to my daughter.
- Are you two getting back together?
- BOTH: No!
ZIVA: My brain is stuck
in survival mode.
It's very hard for me
to detach from instinct.
You don't think
they're going to the
Reigning Fire gun show, do you?
- SOPHIE: It's in Paris.
- BORIS: Revenge.
A dish best served Parisian.
[Tali singing softly]
I thought we agreed
on a destination venue
because we were gonna have
a small wedding.
We did. This is.
Well, this is
everyone from NCIS,
my colleagues from school,
yours from work, and, I believe,
every single one
of your clients?
Well, to be fair,
one of those clients is Henry,
my best man.
Well, we never talked
about wedding parties.
TONY:
Well, it's a wedding.
It's a party.
Who do you want to invite?
I honestly thought
it was just gonna be us,
and Tali and an officiant and--
Just us?
Well, that's not small,
that's no one.
[breathes deeply]
So do you want to just go
to the courthouse, then?
[echoing]:
No, that's not what I'm saying!
Okay, well,
can at least my dad come?
Of course he can come,
he's your father, Tony!
Can he bring a plus one?
'Cause he'll need a plus one.
- I don't know, I mean
- [arguing indistinctly]
[high-pitched droning]
ZIVA:
Tony, you're not hearing me!
[high-pitched droning continues]
TONY:
What's going on?
Hey. You all right?
Yes, I'm okay, I just,
I just need a little space.
Just
a little space.
TONY:
So that's the plan.
CLAUDETTE:
You want to break into
the Reigning Fire expo.
Why?
To stop Jonah
from killing Graves?
BORIS:
They have Dejan Lazar.
Aaron Graves is as good as dead.
Well, and, honestly,
getting between a warlord
and a psychopath isn't our job.
We have an idea
that could clear our names.
ZIVA: The Reigning Fire
Peacekeeping Solutions'
drone was overhead
when Jonah killed Henry.
That footage nails him.
If Jonah's planning
another mission,
is it really smart to run
another one at the same time?
ZIVA: When I told Martine
about Jonah's goons
attacking Tali,
she seemed surprised.
We're hoping it planted
a seed of doubt about him.
ZIVA: And if they're fighting,
they'll be distracted.
Whatever chaos they stir up
gives us cover.
Problem: Jonah definitely
erased the drone's memory
before returning it
to Reigning Fire.
CLAUDETTE: But maybe not
its core programming.
That drone uses
an advanced lidar scanner
to navigate its environment
and train its autopilot system.
That navigation data
would pick up people, too.
Motion, even vibrations.
We might
might be able
to extrapolate audio.
Tech, tech, tech. And?
CLAUDETTE: If we can get access
to the Reigning Fire servers,
we might be able
to reconstruct direct evidence
of Henry's final moments.
BORIS:
She means we'll have footage.
Okay, we provide cover and muscle.
Boris, you hack the drone,
if Claudette can get us inside.
Lucky, or maybe very unlucky,
guess which venue is hosting?
Le Corail Convention Centre.
[sighs] No way.
We tried to land a contract there,
but we got underbid
by the anti-Claudette.
Freda fucking Floquet.
We went to uni together.
She was always a dick.
Ah, a revenge plot nestled
in an even bigger revenge plot
like a Matryoshka doll.
Okay, see you both in Paris.
Uh, sorry. I have a--
I can't, I have a honeymoon.
I have a lot of packing to do.
Laundry.
My delicates need to air-dry.
Well, remote work is over, buddy.
- We need you back in the field.
- [stammers]
[Tony sighs]
MARTINE:
How could you?
We hated Graves
for turning kids into collateral.
She doesn't look
like collateral to me.
You crossed a line.
And you broke a promise to me.
[speaking French]
I did, I lied.
To protect you from a choice
I knew you'd find excruciating.
Oh, don't infantilize me.
No, I swear, if any harm
had come to that little girl,
I'd have killed Galimard myself.
But Tony and Ziva found me
at the prison.
We had to shake them.
They're stray dogs that won't
stop biting at our heels.
Tell me they don't worry you.
Of course they do.
And where did
that footage come from?
Hmm? Them.
They're trying to split us apart.
You still lied to me.
I know.
I did.
I am sorry.
Truly, I am.
How am I supposed to trust you?
We are so close, my love.
Tomorrow we kill Graves.
Destroy Reigning Fire.
♪
Checking in.
'Cause this is
I'll say
ambitious.
But I owe it to Henry.
I also know I have blinders on.
We both owe it to him.
Mm.
"It" being wanted fugitives
walking into a convention center
filled with soldiers and cops
being hosted by an arms dealer
who thinks we attacked him.
[chuckles] Scary much?
I know.
But if we don't stop Jonah,
expose him and end this
what happens to us?
To Tali?
And what is it
that we tell Tali?
One ambitious mission
at a time.
Mm.
♪
♪
Oh, God, I'm sweating.
They can see me sweating.
[exhales] We'll be all right.
The hardest part of getting
into Freda's database
was waiting for Tony
to choose his look.
Don't judge, we're wanted.
Just trying to blend in
with these government buyers.
"Funny, what a grown man
will do for a living."
Magnum, P.I.
I don't see Tom Selleck.
More like Groucho Marx.
I see a bit of Tom Selleck.
ZIVA:
Oh, come on.
♪
TONY: There we go.
[computer chimes]
I remember you.
From last month
at the boat expo.
The beard's coming in.
Looks good, man.
So you shop for boats
and military weapons?
I'm a sort of
jack of all trades,
master of none.
I'm also a fan of Phillip II.
You know him? Armada?
Sorry, he likes to watch
the History Channel.
I love the History Channel.
That's my boy.
- Thanks.
- I'm sure you do.
[exhales]
♪
TONY: Hey, look,
it's our prison break drone.
Tony, problem: it's not just
the venue guards we're up against.
Reigning Fire brought
their own security.
TONY: Well, I guess Reigning
Fire didn't trust Freda's guys
to protect the merchandise.
Except the way to
the server room is also blocked.
Abort, fall back, retreat,
all of the above.
Hey, hey, my powerful falcon.
You remind me of somebody
I used to call "probie."
He needed to relax.
So do you.
Ziva and I will clear a path
to the server room.
Why don't you help Claudette
get us some keycard access?
- Yeah.
- Well, there's the belle of the ball
Aaron Graves.
Was your non-profit inspired
by your own injury in the field?
Yes, yes.
A faulty bomb
detonated near my head.
I'm very lucky
to be alive, actually.
Do you still suffer any symptoms?
I developed dyslexia.
Increasing numbers of soldiers are
developing these traumatic brain injuries
from firing your weapons.
Do you not feel
any sense of hypocrisy?
Try asking a soldier
in the field if he feels safer
without one of my weapons
in his hand.
Use that as a sound bite.
Oh, and if you ever thought
that scrambling a few
letters and numbers in my head
ever held me back,
take a look around.
Who is that dreadful woman?
I swear to God.
[indistinct chatter]
I'll see you soon.
Good luck.
[indistinct chatter]
JONAH:
Mr. Graves.
Jonah Markham.
- Interpol.
- Ah.
Pleasure's mine.
I appreciate your cooperation
lining up our stories
about the drone.
Can't give those vultures
an ounce of fucking meat.
Of course.
Yeah, good shit, Jason.
[indistinct chatter]
There's Freda.
All right.
[breathes deeply]
Oh, God, I hate her.
- I hate her.
- Ah.
I thought I was the nervous one.
I am not nervous, I'm nauseous.
She makes me want to vomit.
You know she used to call me?
"Bubble Wrap," because she said
I typed too loud.
Not that often, but you know.
Hey!
Pull yourself together.
She should puke
at the sight of you.
No, wait, she should
- she should--
- I know what you meant, Boris, thank you.
Just tell me
the second
the keycard is cloned.
Because the scanner will be
in my bag.
BORIS:
Get as close to her keycard
as you can. You can do this.
Here she comes.
FREDA: But if they undermine you again,
you just come and tell--
Claudette Caron?
- Hi.
- Uh, get to your post.
Freda, hi.
How are you? It's been
- so long
- How amazing to see you!
I was so worried
after your company went under.
I thought you might be,
uh, in hiding?
Or prison?
Ah, yes, it was a nasty shock,
but I am good, thank you.
Been freelance consulting.
This is my colleague, Boris.
BORIS:
Good to meet you.
I've heard
such wonderful things.
Of course you landed
on your feet.
You were always the best
at doing whatever it takes
to get ahead.
Well, you've cracked the code.
Running security at a security
conference, really impressive.
I honestly can't stop thinking
where would this place be now
if they'd signed with you?
It's sad you two aren't closer.
Oh, you know, we fell out of touch
after school, but it is so great
to see you doing so well.
Yeah, I'm sure you're surprised.
You had the better grades, but,
no offense, your code was, uh,
textbook.
And in the real world
you have to be more, uh--
- Lazy?
- Sorry?
Tell me, what do you know
about good code,
besides pieces
you copy from the web
or have AI generate for you?
Let's try to be nice.
BORIS:
Sure. Some advice.
Lick Claudette's boots
and pray some of her genius
soaks into your lone brain cell.
Boris!
That is my friend.
I am so sorry.
I didn't mean for this to turn
- so confrontational.
- [patting back]
But I'm so happy
to see you succeed.
Nice to meet you.
[sighs]
[indistinct chatter]
Graves sure came prepared.
TONY: So how do we clear the way
to the server room entrance?
ZIVA: I count
five soldiers with direct
line of sight to the doors.
- And
- So diverting venue guards
may not be enough.
Mrs. Ranier.
- Tony, please.
- Hey.
You, please.
Trust yourself.
Trust us.
We're pros. We've done this
a million times, remember?
Okay, I'm glad
you're able to have fun
in the middle of a job.
Jean-Paul.
Oh. Well.
Not as much fun
as the boat show,
but it's always
a pleasure to be with you.
[chuckles]
If I remember correctly,
you were standing
on every bow screaming,
"I'm king of the world."
Well, haven't you ever
jumped up and down on a bed
at a mattress store?
It's called
testing the merchandise.
We're buying a boat now?
Well, we could get a boat.
Sail away, leave the world behind.
All the work, all the stress.
- [exhales]
- Be together.
Let me remind you
we have a daughter
who thinks us being together
is weird.
Well
Maybe it used to be.
But I don't think it is anymore.
Maybe we've changed.
I think so, too.
GUARD:
So what's your problem?
[arguing indistinctly]
TONY:
Hmm.
Yeah, the venue guards
have a beef
with the Reigning Fire guys.
ZIVA:
Great news for us.
Oh.
Excuse me, sir?
Hi. I have a question.
Um, there was
a Reigning Fire soldier,
took a group of people backstage
to show them around.
We were wondering
when the next tour was?
The backstage area is
off-limits, ma'am.
Someone ought to tell
those soldiers that.
Excuse me.
CLAUDETTE:
Wow.
Guys, you made that look easy.
Seems the guards don't like
the soldiers.
Well, we copied Freda's key.
Now we just need
to download the drone's
lidar data off the server
and we are out.
Boris, you're up.
What if there are
more guards inside, hmm?
What if one of them
sneaks up behind me
when I'm trying to work
and they knock me out?
I'll beat them up
before they can.
♪
I heard you and Jonah fighting.
Stay focused on your own work
bypassing the Reigning Fire
security protocols.
LAZAR:
I'm focused on my own safety.
[speaking French]
[grunts]
Feel safe now?
ZIVA:
Just need to get to the servers,
find the footage
of Jonah killing Henry,
and we're out of here.
[door opens]
[whispers]:
Tony.
We have a problem.
What's up?
You're all clear here.
Well, we found
Martine and Lazar.
They just took down
a soldier
outside the server room.
The bad news is we can't
safely get inside the server
room to get the drone's data.
♪
TONY: Now that Jonah's crashed
our plans, I don't think
we can ignore his any longer.
But, Ziva
we got to go
for that drone data.
For Henry.
I'm with you, Tony.
- But how?
- By going straight to the drone.
There's a data cable running
through the drone's wing.
It's risky, but if Tony can
distract the guards,
I can insert
a mini-computer into the drone,
and I can hack it wirelessly
from across the room.
Good.
We'll take care of Martine
and Lazar in the server room.
Hey.
Be careful.
- Be safe.
- You, too.
[sighs]
Well, we need a distraction.
What about if you bump a waiter?
Spill wine on a buyer?
Well, I'd prefer to avoid
any fashion crimes.
Oh.
- Hold on.
- Okay.
Hey.
- Sir?
- So
you find your guy?
Reigning Fire's
unofficial backstage tour guide?
- No, sir. Must've missed him.
- You all right?
Oh, let me guess.
You got reamed
for abandoning your post, huh?
Yeah.
My old C.O. was the same.
Used to slap the back of my head.
No good deed goes unpunished.
But
your culprit's right over there.
I bet it's his side hustle,
giving backstage tours.
Now, not telling you
how to live your life, but
if I were you,
I'd phone it in this time.
Cover my ass.
Make it my boss's problem.
- Ma'am?
- FREDA: You again?
Yes. I have a 20 on the soldier
I told you about.
So, now what?
We let Freda be Freda.
FREDA:
Which one is it? Him?
Hey, you! You!
Are you the idiot
giving backstage tours, huh?
This might be your event,
but it's my venue.
FREDA: You do not have an
all-access pass to my facility.
Does it look like
amusement park, huh?
Does it say
amusement park somewhere?
Do I look amused to you?
Oh, no, look, it says:
W-E-A, weapons expo,
and you're killing me
with your stupidity!
Okay, go stand in a corner!
Just get out of my way!
I don't want to see you again.
- Did you do something?
- [loud music playing]
♪
Okay, keep going.
ANNOUNCER: Introducing
Reigning Fire's founder and CEO,
- Aaron Graves!
- [cheering, clamoring]
Thank you, thank you.
Thank you.
♪
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Thank you.
Oh, finally, I can see
the maestro at work.
I'm sure
whatever he's doing inside
those servers is brilliant
- [stomps foot]
- ly terrible.
We have to stop him immediately.
- Ready?
- Ready.
♪
[quiet clatter]
GRAVES: On behalf
of all of Reigning Fire,
we are incredibly excited
- to show you
- Claudette!
Uh-oh.
- Oh, shit.
- I'll be at the bar.
Keep an eye.
What am I supposed
to do with this?
Follow the prompts,
trust yourself.
Hi.
Do you have a moment?
Not really. And you're so busy.
TONY: Let her talk.
If she's distracted,
she's not in our way.
So
it means so much
that you made time for me.
FREDA:
I just wondered,
did you mean that,
when you said I'm your friend?
Because I would like that.
TONY: Okay, where do I
start with this?
Where do I start with this?
Um, I feel like I need
some kind of
navigational data
to find my way through it.
TONY:
Navigational data, got you.
CLAUDETTE:
And it's so unexpected, uh, my
mind is going back to
specific dates from our past.
TONY: The day Henry was
shot in Austria, check.
And it never felt
like you would say that to me.
Oh, I've spent
the last few years reflecting,
and, uh, I-I was a bully.
You were so good
and nice to everyone.
I was jealous. I'm sorry.
Thank you.
I always wished
I could make it up to you
and we could be friends,
so when you hugged me,
I thought,
"Maybe she does, too."
Did Freda just say
- you hugged her?
- I don't know what came over me.
You woke me up. [laughs]
You know, you're now
probably looking back
at a long route you've taken
- TONY: Ah. I'm with you.
- CLAUDETTE: That is your flight path, Freda.
And there's waypoints to it.
And those waypoints are snapshots
of key moments:
fuzzy renderings of buildings,
places, things, cars.
I'm stretching the metaphor a bit.
No, totally. You're saying
I need to, uh, examine my past?
Okay, I'm looking
at Jonah and Henry
right before he killed him,
but the people are just shapes.
You said you can extract audio
from this somehow?
Yes, you can.
You should probably do that.
You know,
if you truly want to convert
to being a better person,
that's where it would
extract the most insight.
Rendering. Thanks, Claudette.
- [exhales]
- [cheering and applause]
[computer chimes]
Okay, here we go.
[Henry grunts]
[grunting]
JONAH:
Your friends
Where's Tony and Ziva?
You think they're coming back?
ZIVA:
We have to go back.
Ziva, Tali.
JONAH:
Me, either.
[gunshot]
[busy chatter]
♪
Hey, hey.
Hey.
Get ready for some good news.
Excuse me.
He'll have what I'm having
and I'll have another.
- Merci.
- Merci.
Thank you.
- Bachelor party.
- Mm.
Did you know that Sting
rents out his Tuscan villa?
[Henry laughs]
Henry, I have bad news.
Okay.
You can't be my best man.
Oh. Got it.
Punchline?
- TONY: Merci.
- WAITRESS: Et voilà.
No joke. No one's coming.
Ziva is not comfortable
with large crowds.
I'm sorry,
I wasn't thinking, you know?
No, no, no, it's fine.
- If that's what you want.
- Well, it's for the best.
Ziva deserves to be safe
and happy at her wedding.
As you know,
she has been through a lot.
And you haven't?
Well, I don't think my story
is quite as dramatic.
She was running for her life.
I got a surprise daughter.
Yeah, that's not
what I'm talking about.
What I'm saying is, I don't
think it's a great mystery
why you,
the ultimate latchkey kid,
would want to be
surrounded by loved ones
on your wedding day.
Okay.
I had a different vision
for my big day,
I will admit that.
And I did not grow up
with much of a family.
But I found one.
[chuckles softly]
And I did want
to share that day with them.
Yeah.
Okay, let me tell you
how this is gonna go.
I'm gonna say
you should tell that to Ziva.
You're gonna say that you
will think about it.
You won't.
And then you will just keep
kicking that can down the road.
And what happens after that?
It just keeps
going until it disappears?
- It does, yeah.
- Oh.
Or
you end up tying the can
to your wedding car
and dragging it off
on your honeymoon.
What are you saying?
That I'm not ready
to be married?
[vehicle driving away]
- Wow.
- Shh.
[whispering]:
His fingers move across the keyboard
like a river over pebbles.
We need a distraction.
To separate Martine from Lazar.
Easy peasy lemon squeezy.
Two server racks
just went offline.
Where?
Far side of the room. Southeast.
Does it stop your work?
Just slows me down.
I'll have to pull the data
I need from different servers.
Reallocate memory usage.
Who would like to see
some super-cool shit?
[cheering and whooping]
Everything you see here today,
I guarantee, it's the best way
to equip your soldiers.
But what if the future of war
doesn't require soldiers at all?
Now, before you start thinking,
"What's this crazy
son of a bitch talking about?"
I'd like to introduce you
to the Reigning Fire's
latest weapon.
The GNR-48313.
[whirring]
I call him Gunner.
[cheers and applause]
♪
[grunting]
Did you show Jonah the video
of Tali?
I did.
Next time,
she should come quietly.
He's really done
a number on you, huh?
[grunting]
[Ziva and Martine grunting
in distance]
So sorry. Backdoor attack.
I learned it from you.
- Shit.
- [grunts]
[grunting]
[sighs heavily]
It is an honor to meet you, sir.
I'm big-time fan.
Field Agent Peskov.
[shutter clicks]
Let's see what you're up to.
[grunting]
Come on!
[panting]
Get up.
Walk slowly in front of me.
Jonah has another plan.
- I'm not sure what, but--
- You are so transparent.
You can't drive a wedge
between us, Ziva.
It was always there,
I just showed it to you.
Don't let him use you, Martine.
Talk to me.
CLAUDETTE: Tony, if you have the video,
we should go.
TONY:
I've got eyes on Jonah.
GRAVES:
Isn't he lovely?
So sweet.
Good boy.
Gunner is the future of war.
He's fully bulletproof,
he's got a 50 cal.
mounted on his back,
he's got side projectiles
that can rip
straight through fucking Kevlar
and he can run 40 miles an hour.
But that's not what makes Gunner
so truly special.
ZIVA:
What do you have, Boris?
Lazar has been teaching 9.4
to defeat
Reigning Fire's firewall.
The one he built.
Not even I can crack it.
GRAVES:
Gunner, find Antoine Tritch.
- [powers down]
- ZIVA: Cracked it.
Not really.
It's already infected
every prototype on display.
[intrigued murmuring]
[mechanical growl]
[chuckles] Gunner's never
actually met Antoine before.
But thanks to Reigning Fire's
surveillance database,
he knows his face.
And he also knows
that Antoine here
hasn't paid me
for his last two invoices.
- You naughty boy, Antoine.
- [murmuring]
ZIVA: Why would Jonah
want to take over the expo?
BORIS:
Ask her. But what I do know:
now that 9.4 knows how to defeat
the undefeatable firewall,
if it gets out of here
and gains access
to Reigning Fire's global network,
it can control every one
of their weapons in the world.
GRAVES:
But luckily for Antoine,
Gunner knows friend from foe.
Gunner, release.
[applause and cheering]
It looks like Lazar was
looking to control
one weapon in particular.
Which one?
CLAUDETTE:
What's Jonah doing?
TONY:
I don't know.
Something on his phone.
He's targeting
every Reigning Fire soldier
in the building.
[cheering and applause]
GRAVES: Friendly fire is
a thing of the past.
Gunner.
Stand down.
This is weird.
Graves isn't on the kill list.
[computer beeping]
But we are.
[grunting]
BORIS:
Don't shoot.
Give me back 9.4, or destroy it.
But don't let Jonah have it.
And now the fun part.
How much does this puppy cost?
[indistinct chatter]
[audience exclaiming]
Tony?
TONY:
Ziva, we have it.
Video of Jonah killing Henry.
Jonah has control of the expo tech.
We are on the kill list.
GRAVES:
Sorry, it's fine.
- [snaps fingers]
- Gunner, release.
[audience shouting]
[screaming]
ZIVA:
Tony, what's going on?
Tony? Tony?
ZIVA: It surprised me.
That Tony wasn't
on the same page as you
about your wedding size?
No, that was predictable.
It was more of, um
my reaction.
We were going back and forth
and then, all of a sudden,
I couldn't breathe.
It felt
claustrophobic.
That sounds like a panic attack.
- You were triggered.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
- Why?
I wasn't in a room with crowds.
No guns were firing.
I was with Tony.
I understand
that weddings are stressful.
I know the difference between
a dangerous situation
and a spat with my fiancé.
The brain does,
but the body doesn't.
And that's where trauma lives,
in the body.
Ugh.
Sometimes the triggers
are obvious,
like if a gas tank falls
and sounds like a gunshot.
Sometimes they're not.
A conversation can be a trigger.
You don't have
to be physically trapped
to feel emotionally trapped.
Okay, so now my body goes
into fight or flight mode
over guest lists, that's cr--
I know that's not a word
you want me using.
It's not crazy.
You said you weren't surprised
that Tony didn't share
your vision for your wedding.
He was not listening.
He was so stuck
in what he wanted,
that what I said really
didn't matter.
Like you had no agency?
Which is how I felt
- when I was on the run.
- Hmm.
You've come so far in dealing
with your obvious triggers,
but now you'll need
to focus on developing
new mechanisms to deal
with the less obvious ones.
I know it's hard to see,
but you can and are building
a life for yourself
where you feel seen,
heard and safe
on an emotional level.
There are no quick fixes.
Are you saying
I'm using marriage as a way
to fix the problems
between me and Tony?
I said "quick fixes"
and you linked that
to your wedding.
I don't have all the answers.
But you'll find,
if you dig deep enough, you do.
So, close your eyes
Um
Focus.
Try to accept what your body
is telling you.
There we go.
Breathe in
two, three, four.
Hold.
[screaming and clamoring]
ZIVA:
Tony!
- [grunts]
- Gunner, cease fire!
- [grunting]
- [screaming]
GRAVES:
Cease fire, now!
[yelps]
[panicked shouting]
GRAVES:
Gunner, no!
Emergency system override!
MARTINE:
Merde!
ZIVA:
Tony, can you hear me?
TONY:
I'm okay. I have cover.
GRAVES:
Shut it down, now!
[screaming]
SOLDIER: All to the exits.
Move it. Move it.
- [gunfire]
- GRAVES: Emergency system override!
Tony? Where are you?
GRAVES:
Gunner, release!
[panicked shouting]
[locks door]
TONY: I'm in the north corner,
behind the table.
ZIVA:
I'm heading your way.
TONY:
Don't, the thing is tracking me.
Stay where you are.
GRAVES:
Gunner, no!
Tony?
[screaming and clamoring]
GRAVES:
Fix it! Oh, Lord.
[remote beeps]
[Tony grunts]
[screaming]
[gunfire]
Tony?
Can you hear me?
[gunfire continues]
[high-pitched ringing]
[echoing, muffled screaming]
Killer robot dog.
Come on!
[panting]
What the hell was that?
An electromagnetic pulse,
as a fail-safe.
The emergency lights must be
protected by Faraday cages.
Wait a minute.
What about the rest of the tech?
Tony, the EMP wiped everything.
Our evidence is gone.
Mr. Graves.
Jason?
Jonah Markham, Interpol.
We know who did this,
but I can keep you safe.
Jonah didn't want to kill Graves.
He just wanted to get rid
of his security
so he could get close to him.
Wait here.
[screaming and shouting]
[muffled, distorted screaming]
[high-pitched ringing]
[gunshots]
SOLDIER:
Get down!
LANG:
Focus.
ZIVA:
Focus.
LANG:
Breathe in
two, three,
four.
Hold,
two, three
- four.
- [inhales]
[exhales]
ZIVA:
Breathe
Breathe
[inhales]
[exhales]
[inhales]
[sound of clamoring normalizes]
- TONY: Ziva.
- Tony.
Tony.
- I'm tracking Jonah.
- I'll be fine.
Just go.
I'll find Boris and Claudette.
We believe Tony DiNozzo
and Ziva David
are working with Dejan Lazar.
Lazar? How'd you get that?
We've been tracking him
since Tony and Ziva
broke him out of prison,
we assumed, to hack your network.
That was just confirmed.
Is there a safe place
we can go, off-grid?
I've got a compound on an island.
Good. Let's go.
- Jonah!
- This exhibit is off limits
until Mr. Graves has
cleared the premises.
I'm with him.
What are you doing?
I need you to trust me.
What? I am finishing this.
Guards
[shaky breath] Jonah.
Jonah!
What?
[shouting in French]
♪
This place is about to be
swarming with agents.
We have to go.
[Lazar groans in pain]
[moans softly]
What happened?
Exactly what Jonah had planned.
[moans]
I tried to warn you.
Jonah will never see anyone
as his equal.
Not even his partner.
You were right.
Graves detonated a short-range EMP.
It didn't reach down here.
Where's your phone?
[moans]
I'm learning not to trust anyone.
ZIVA: I told Boris to get out
when I left the server room.
Tony's gone, chasing Jonah.
The EMP Graves detonated
will have wiped Tony's comms,
his phone.
- There's no way to track him.
- We'll find him.
I followed him and Graves
to Isla Zafira.
Graves has a compound
here on the island.
ZIVA:
We're on our way.
Are you gonna meet us there?
Daddy and I have
a couple of things
we need to take care of.
[grunting]
MARTINE: He's trying
to execute a power grab.
I can't stop him on my own.
I need your help.
Sometimes to destroy a monster,
you have to think like one.
ZIVA:
Tony
♪
We are taking down
Reigning Fire.
Graves killed my family.
MARTINE:
If you help us
kill Aaron Graves,
you'll see Jonah's
nothing like him.
You're lucky
we're meeting in public.
Otherwise, we'd be doing
a lot more than talking
for what you did to my daughter.
- Are you two getting back together?
- BOTH: No!
ZIVA: My brain is stuck
in survival mode.
It's very hard for me
to detach from instinct.
You don't think
they're going to the
Reigning Fire gun show, do you?
- SOPHIE: It's in Paris.
- BORIS: Revenge.
A dish best served Parisian.
[Tali singing softly]
I thought we agreed
on a destination venue
because we were gonna have
a small wedding.
We did. This is.
Well, this is
everyone from NCIS,
my colleagues from school,
yours from work, and, I believe,
every single one
of your clients?
Well, to be fair,
one of those clients is Henry,
my best man.
Well, we never talked
about wedding parties.
TONY:
Well, it's a wedding.
It's a party.
Who do you want to invite?
I honestly thought
it was just gonna be us,
and Tali and an officiant and--
Just us?
Well, that's not small,
that's no one.
[breathes deeply]
So do you want to just go
to the courthouse, then?
[echoing]:
No, that's not what I'm saying!
Okay, well,
can at least my dad come?
Of course he can come,
he's your father, Tony!
Can he bring a plus one?
'Cause he'll need a plus one.
- I don't know, I mean
- [arguing indistinctly]
[high-pitched droning]
ZIVA:
Tony, you're not hearing me!
[high-pitched droning continues]
TONY:
What's going on?
Hey. You all right?
Yes, I'm okay, I just,
I just need a little space.
Just
a little space.
TONY:
So that's the plan.
CLAUDETTE:
You want to break into
the Reigning Fire expo.
Why?
To stop Jonah
from killing Graves?
BORIS:
They have Dejan Lazar.
Aaron Graves is as good as dead.
Well, and, honestly,
getting between a warlord
and a psychopath isn't our job.
We have an idea
that could clear our names.
ZIVA: The Reigning Fire
Peacekeeping Solutions'
drone was overhead
when Jonah killed Henry.
That footage nails him.
If Jonah's planning
another mission,
is it really smart to run
another one at the same time?
ZIVA: When I told Martine
about Jonah's goons
attacking Tali,
she seemed surprised.
We're hoping it planted
a seed of doubt about him.
ZIVA: And if they're fighting,
they'll be distracted.
Whatever chaos they stir up
gives us cover.
Problem: Jonah definitely
erased the drone's memory
before returning it
to Reigning Fire.
CLAUDETTE: But maybe not
its core programming.
That drone uses
an advanced lidar scanner
to navigate its environment
and train its autopilot system.
That navigation data
would pick up people, too.
Motion, even vibrations.
We might
might be able
to extrapolate audio.
Tech, tech, tech. And?
CLAUDETTE: If we can get access
to the Reigning Fire servers,
we might be able
to reconstruct direct evidence
of Henry's final moments.
BORIS:
She means we'll have footage.
Okay, we provide cover and muscle.
Boris, you hack the drone,
if Claudette can get us inside.
Lucky, or maybe very unlucky,
guess which venue is hosting?
Le Corail Convention Centre.
[sighs] No way.
We tried to land a contract there,
but we got underbid
by the anti-Claudette.
Freda fucking Floquet.
We went to uni together.
She was always a dick.
Ah, a revenge plot nestled
in an even bigger revenge plot
like a Matryoshka doll.
Okay, see you both in Paris.
Uh, sorry. I have a--
I can't, I have a honeymoon.
I have a lot of packing to do.
Laundry.
My delicates need to air-dry.
Well, remote work is over, buddy.
- We need you back in the field.
- [stammers]
[Tony sighs]
MARTINE:
How could you?
We hated Graves
for turning kids into collateral.
She doesn't look
like collateral to me.
You crossed a line.
And you broke a promise to me.
[speaking French]
I did, I lied.
To protect you from a choice
I knew you'd find excruciating.
Oh, don't infantilize me.
No, I swear, if any harm
had come to that little girl,
I'd have killed Galimard myself.
But Tony and Ziva found me
at the prison.
We had to shake them.
They're stray dogs that won't
stop biting at our heels.
Tell me they don't worry you.
Of course they do.
And where did
that footage come from?
Hmm? Them.
They're trying to split us apart.
You still lied to me.
I know.
I did.
I am sorry.
Truly, I am.
How am I supposed to trust you?
We are so close, my love.
Tomorrow we kill Graves.
Destroy Reigning Fire.
♪
Checking in.
'Cause this is
I'll say
ambitious.
But I owe it to Henry.
I also know I have blinders on.
We both owe it to him.
Mm.
"It" being wanted fugitives
walking into a convention center
filled with soldiers and cops
being hosted by an arms dealer
who thinks we attacked him.
[chuckles] Scary much?
I know.
But if we don't stop Jonah,
expose him and end this
what happens to us?
To Tali?
And what is it
that we tell Tali?
One ambitious mission
at a time.
Mm.
♪
♪
Oh, God, I'm sweating.
They can see me sweating.
[exhales] We'll be all right.
The hardest part of getting
into Freda's database
was waiting for Tony
to choose his look.
Don't judge, we're wanted.
Just trying to blend in
with these government buyers.
"Funny, what a grown man
will do for a living."
Magnum, P.I.
I don't see Tom Selleck.
More like Groucho Marx.
I see a bit of Tom Selleck.
ZIVA:
Oh, come on.
♪
TONY: There we go.
[computer chimes]
I remember you.
From last month
at the boat expo.
The beard's coming in.
Looks good, man.
So you shop for boats
and military weapons?
I'm a sort of
jack of all trades,
master of none.
I'm also a fan of Phillip II.
You know him? Armada?
Sorry, he likes to watch
the History Channel.
I love the History Channel.
That's my boy.
- Thanks.
- I'm sure you do.
[exhales]
♪
TONY: Hey, look,
it's our prison break drone.
Tony, problem: it's not just
the venue guards we're up against.
Reigning Fire brought
their own security.
TONY: Well, I guess Reigning
Fire didn't trust Freda's guys
to protect the merchandise.
Except the way to
the server room is also blocked.
Abort, fall back, retreat,
all of the above.
Hey, hey, my powerful falcon.
You remind me of somebody
I used to call "probie."
He needed to relax.
So do you.
Ziva and I will clear a path
to the server room.
Why don't you help Claudette
get us some keycard access?
- Yeah.
- Well, there's the belle of the ball
Aaron Graves.
Was your non-profit inspired
by your own injury in the field?
Yes, yes.
A faulty bomb
detonated near my head.
I'm very lucky
to be alive, actually.
Do you still suffer any symptoms?
I developed dyslexia.
Increasing numbers of soldiers are
developing these traumatic brain injuries
from firing your weapons.
Do you not feel
any sense of hypocrisy?
Try asking a soldier
in the field if he feels safer
without one of my weapons
in his hand.
Use that as a sound bite.
Oh, and if you ever thought
that scrambling a few
letters and numbers in my head
ever held me back,
take a look around.
Who is that dreadful woman?
I swear to God.
[indistinct chatter]
I'll see you soon.
Good luck.
[indistinct chatter]
JONAH:
Mr. Graves.
Jonah Markham.
- Interpol.
- Ah.
Pleasure's mine.
I appreciate your cooperation
lining up our stories
about the drone.
Can't give those vultures
an ounce of fucking meat.
Of course.
Yeah, good shit, Jason.
[indistinct chatter]
There's Freda.
All right.
[breathes deeply]
Oh, God, I hate her.
- I hate her.
- Ah.
I thought I was the nervous one.
I am not nervous, I'm nauseous.
She makes me want to vomit.
You know she used to call me?
"Bubble Wrap," because she said
I typed too loud.
Not that often, but you know.
Hey!
Pull yourself together.
She should puke
at the sight of you.
No, wait, she should
- she should--
- I know what you meant, Boris, thank you.
Just tell me
the second
the keycard is cloned.
Because the scanner will be
in my bag.
BORIS:
Get as close to her keycard
as you can. You can do this.
Here she comes.
FREDA: But if they undermine you again,
you just come and tell--
Claudette Caron?
- Hi.
- Uh, get to your post.
Freda, hi.
How are you? It's been
- so long
- How amazing to see you!
I was so worried
after your company went under.
I thought you might be,
uh, in hiding?
Or prison?
Ah, yes, it was a nasty shock,
but I am good, thank you.
Been freelance consulting.
This is my colleague, Boris.
BORIS:
Good to meet you.
I've heard
such wonderful things.
Of course you landed
on your feet.
You were always the best
at doing whatever it takes
to get ahead.
Well, you've cracked the code.
Running security at a security
conference, really impressive.
I honestly can't stop thinking
where would this place be now
if they'd signed with you?
It's sad you two aren't closer.
Oh, you know, we fell out of touch
after school, but it is so great
to see you doing so well.
Yeah, I'm sure you're surprised.
You had the better grades, but,
no offense, your code was, uh,
textbook.
And in the real world
you have to be more, uh--
- Lazy?
- Sorry?
Tell me, what do you know
about good code,
besides pieces
you copy from the web
or have AI generate for you?
Let's try to be nice.
BORIS:
Sure. Some advice.
Lick Claudette's boots
and pray some of her genius
soaks into your lone brain cell.
Boris!
That is my friend.
I am so sorry.
I didn't mean for this to turn
- so confrontational.
- [patting back]
But I'm so happy
to see you succeed.
Nice to meet you.
[sighs]
[indistinct chatter]
Graves sure came prepared.
TONY: So how do we clear the way
to the server room entrance?
ZIVA: I count
five soldiers with direct
line of sight to the doors.
- And
- So diverting venue guards
may not be enough.
Mrs. Ranier.
- Tony, please.
- Hey.
You, please.
Trust yourself.
Trust us.
We're pros. We've done this
a million times, remember?
Okay, I'm glad
you're able to have fun
in the middle of a job.
Jean-Paul.
Oh. Well.
Not as much fun
as the boat show,
but it's always
a pleasure to be with you.
[chuckles]
If I remember correctly,
you were standing
on every bow screaming,
"I'm king of the world."
Well, haven't you ever
jumped up and down on a bed
at a mattress store?
It's called
testing the merchandise.
We're buying a boat now?
Well, we could get a boat.
Sail away, leave the world behind.
All the work, all the stress.
- [exhales]
- Be together.
Let me remind you
we have a daughter
who thinks us being together
is weird.
Well
Maybe it used to be.
But I don't think it is anymore.
Maybe we've changed.
I think so, too.
GUARD:
So what's your problem?
[arguing indistinctly]
TONY:
Hmm.
Yeah, the venue guards
have a beef
with the Reigning Fire guys.
ZIVA:
Great news for us.
Oh.
Excuse me, sir?
Hi. I have a question.
Um, there was
a Reigning Fire soldier,
took a group of people backstage
to show them around.
We were wondering
when the next tour was?
The backstage area is
off-limits, ma'am.
Someone ought to tell
those soldiers that.
Excuse me.
CLAUDETTE:
Wow.
Guys, you made that look easy.
Seems the guards don't like
the soldiers.
Well, we copied Freda's key.
Now we just need
to download the drone's
lidar data off the server
and we are out.
Boris, you're up.
What if there are
more guards inside, hmm?
What if one of them
sneaks up behind me
when I'm trying to work
and they knock me out?
I'll beat them up
before they can.
♪
I heard you and Jonah fighting.
Stay focused on your own work
bypassing the Reigning Fire
security protocols.
LAZAR:
I'm focused on my own safety.
[speaking French]
[grunts]
Feel safe now?
ZIVA:
Just need to get to the servers,
find the footage
of Jonah killing Henry,
and we're out of here.
[door opens]
[whispers]:
Tony.
We have a problem.
What's up?
You're all clear here.
Well, we found
Martine and Lazar.
They just took down
a soldier
outside the server room.
The bad news is we can't
safely get inside the server
room to get the drone's data.
♪
TONY: Now that Jonah's crashed
our plans, I don't think
we can ignore his any longer.
But, Ziva
we got to go
for that drone data.
For Henry.
I'm with you, Tony.
- But how?
- By going straight to the drone.
There's a data cable running
through the drone's wing.
It's risky, but if Tony can
distract the guards,
I can insert
a mini-computer into the drone,
and I can hack it wirelessly
from across the room.
Good.
We'll take care of Martine
and Lazar in the server room.
Hey.
Be careful.
- Be safe.
- You, too.
[sighs]
Well, we need a distraction.
What about if you bump a waiter?
Spill wine on a buyer?
Well, I'd prefer to avoid
any fashion crimes.
Oh.
- Hold on.
- Okay.
Hey.
- Sir?
- So
you find your guy?
Reigning Fire's
unofficial backstage tour guide?
- No, sir. Must've missed him.
- You all right?
Oh, let me guess.
You got reamed
for abandoning your post, huh?
Yeah.
My old C.O. was the same.
Used to slap the back of my head.
No good deed goes unpunished.
But
your culprit's right over there.
I bet it's his side hustle,
giving backstage tours.
Now, not telling you
how to live your life, but
if I were you,
I'd phone it in this time.
Cover my ass.
Make it my boss's problem.
- Ma'am?
- FREDA: You again?
Yes. I have a 20 on the soldier
I told you about.
So, now what?
We let Freda be Freda.
FREDA:
Which one is it? Him?
Hey, you! You!
Are you the idiot
giving backstage tours, huh?
This might be your event,
but it's my venue.
FREDA: You do not have an
all-access pass to my facility.
Does it look like
amusement park, huh?
Does it say
amusement park somewhere?
Do I look amused to you?
Oh, no, look, it says:
W-E-A, weapons expo,
and you're killing me
with your stupidity!
Okay, go stand in a corner!
Just get out of my way!
I don't want to see you again.
- Did you do something?
- [loud music playing]
♪
Okay, keep going.
ANNOUNCER: Introducing
Reigning Fire's founder and CEO,
- Aaron Graves!
- [cheering, clamoring]
Thank you, thank you.
Thank you.
♪
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Thank you.
Oh, finally, I can see
the maestro at work.
I'm sure
whatever he's doing inside
those servers is brilliant
- [stomps foot]
- ly terrible.
We have to stop him immediately.
- Ready?
- Ready.
♪
[quiet clatter]
GRAVES: On behalf
of all of Reigning Fire,
we are incredibly excited
- to show you
- Claudette!
Uh-oh.
- Oh, shit.
- I'll be at the bar.
Keep an eye.
What am I supposed
to do with this?
Follow the prompts,
trust yourself.
Hi.
Do you have a moment?
Not really. And you're so busy.
TONY: Let her talk.
If she's distracted,
she's not in our way.
So
it means so much
that you made time for me.
FREDA:
I just wondered,
did you mean that,
when you said I'm your friend?
Because I would like that.
TONY: Okay, where do I
start with this?
Where do I start with this?
Um, I feel like I need
some kind of
navigational data
to find my way through it.
TONY:
Navigational data, got you.
CLAUDETTE:
And it's so unexpected, uh, my
mind is going back to
specific dates from our past.
TONY: The day Henry was
shot in Austria, check.
And it never felt
like you would say that to me.
Oh, I've spent
the last few years reflecting,
and, uh, I-I was a bully.
You were so good
and nice to everyone.
I was jealous. I'm sorry.
Thank you.
I always wished
I could make it up to you
and we could be friends,
so when you hugged me,
I thought,
"Maybe she does, too."
Did Freda just say
- you hugged her?
- I don't know what came over me.
You woke me up. [laughs]
You know, you're now
probably looking back
at a long route you've taken
- TONY: Ah. I'm with you.
- CLAUDETTE: That is your flight path, Freda.
And there's waypoints to it.
And those waypoints are snapshots
of key moments:
fuzzy renderings of buildings,
places, things, cars.
I'm stretching the metaphor a bit.
No, totally. You're saying
I need to, uh, examine my past?
Okay, I'm looking
at Jonah and Henry
right before he killed him,
but the people are just shapes.
You said you can extract audio
from this somehow?
Yes, you can.
You should probably do that.
You know,
if you truly want to convert
to being a better person,
that's where it would
extract the most insight.
Rendering. Thanks, Claudette.
- [exhales]
- [cheering and applause]
[computer chimes]
Okay, here we go.
[Henry grunts]
[grunting]
JONAH:
Your friends
Where's Tony and Ziva?
You think they're coming back?
ZIVA:
We have to go back.
Ziva, Tali.
JONAH:
Me, either.
[gunshot]
[busy chatter]
♪
Hey, hey.
Hey.
Get ready for some good news.
Excuse me.
He'll have what I'm having
and I'll have another.
- Merci.
- Merci.
Thank you.
- Bachelor party.
- Mm.
Did you know that Sting
rents out his Tuscan villa?
[Henry laughs]
Henry, I have bad news.
Okay.
You can't be my best man.
Oh. Got it.
Punchline?
- TONY: Merci.
- WAITRESS: Et voilà.
No joke. No one's coming.
Ziva is not comfortable
with large crowds.
I'm sorry,
I wasn't thinking, you know?
No, no, no, it's fine.
- If that's what you want.
- Well, it's for the best.
Ziva deserves to be safe
and happy at her wedding.
As you know,
she has been through a lot.
And you haven't?
Well, I don't think my story
is quite as dramatic.
She was running for her life.
I got a surprise daughter.
Yeah, that's not
what I'm talking about.
What I'm saying is, I don't
think it's a great mystery
why you,
the ultimate latchkey kid,
would want to be
surrounded by loved ones
on your wedding day.
Okay.
I had a different vision
for my big day,
I will admit that.
And I did not grow up
with much of a family.
But I found one.
[chuckles softly]
And I did want
to share that day with them.
Yeah.
Okay, let me tell you
how this is gonna go.
I'm gonna say
you should tell that to Ziva.
You're gonna say that you
will think about it.
You won't.
And then you will just keep
kicking that can down the road.
And what happens after that?
It just keeps
going until it disappears?
- It does, yeah.
- Oh.
Or
you end up tying the can
to your wedding car
and dragging it off
on your honeymoon.
What are you saying?
That I'm not ready
to be married?
[vehicle driving away]
- Wow.
- Shh.
[whispering]:
His fingers move across the keyboard
like a river over pebbles.
We need a distraction.
To separate Martine from Lazar.
Easy peasy lemon squeezy.
Two server racks
just went offline.
Where?
Far side of the room. Southeast.
Does it stop your work?
Just slows me down.
I'll have to pull the data
I need from different servers.
Reallocate memory usage.
Who would like to see
some super-cool shit?
[cheering and whooping]
Everything you see here today,
I guarantee, it's the best way
to equip your soldiers.
But what if the future of war
doesn't require soldiers at all?
Now, before you start thinking,
"What's this crazy
son of a bitch talking about?"
I'd like to introduce you
to the Reigning Fire's
latest weapon.
The GNR-48313.
[whirring]
I call him Gunner.
[cheers and applause]
♪
[grunting]
Did you show Jonah the video
of Tali?
I did.
Next time,
she should come quietly.
He's really done
a number on you, huh?
[grunting]
[Ziva and Martine grunting
in distance]
So sorry. Backdoor attack.
I learned it from you.
- Shit.
- [grunts]
[grunting]
[sighs heavily]
It is an honor to meet you, sir.
I'm big-time fan.
Field Agent Peskov.
[shutter clicks]
Let's see what you're up to.
[grunting]
Come on!
[panting]
Get up.
Walk slowly in front of me.
Jonah has another plan.
- I'm not sure what, but--
- You are so transparent.
You can't drive a wedge
between us, Ziva.
It was always there,
I just showed it to you.
Don't let him use you, Martine.
Talk to me.
CLAUDETTE: Tony, if you have the video,
we should go.
TONY:
I've got eyes on Jonah.
GRAVES:
Isn't he lovely?
So sweet.
Good boy.
Gunner is the future of war.
He's fully bulletproof,
he's got a 50 cal.
mounted on his back,
he's got side projectiles
that can rip
straight through fucking Kevlar
and he can run 40 miles an hour.
But that's not what makes Gunner
so truly special.
ZIVA:
What do you have, Boris?
Lazar has been teaching 9.4
to defeat
Reigning Fire's firewall.
The one he built.
Not even I can crack it.
GRAVES:
Gunner, find Antoine Tritch.
- [powers down]
- ZIVA: Cracked it.
Not really.
It's already infected
every prototype on display.
[intrigued murmuring]
[mechanical growl]
[chuckles] Gunner's never
actually met Antoine before.
But thanks to Reigning Fire's
surveillance database,
he knows his face.
And he also knows
that Antoine here
hasn't paid me
for his last two invoices.
- You naughty boy, Antoine.
- [murmuring]
ZIVA: Why would Jonah
want to take over the expo?
BORIS:
Ask her. But what I do know:
now that 9.4 knows how to defeat
the undefeatable firewall,
if it gets out of here
and gains access
to Reigning Fire's global network,
it can control every one
of their weapons in the world.
GRAVES:
But luckily for Antoine,
Gunner knows friend from foe.
Gunner, release.
[applause and cheering]
It looks like Lazar was
looking to control
one weapon in particular.
Which one?
CLAUDETTE:
What's Jonah doing?
TONY:
I don't know.
Something on his phone.
He's targeting
every Reigning Fire soldier
in the building.
[cheering and applause]
GRAVES: Friendly fire is
a thing of the past.
Gunner.
Stand down.
This is weird.
Graves isn't on the kill list.
[computer beeping]
But we are.
[grunting]
BORIS:
Don't shoot.
Give me back 9.4, or destroy it.
But don't let Jonah have it.
And now the fun part.
How much does this puppy cost?
[indistinct chatter]
[audience exclaiming]
Tony?
TONY:
Ziva, we have it.
Video of Jonah killing Henry.
Jonah has control of the expo tech.
We are on the kill list.
GRAVES:
Sorry, it's fine.
- [snaps fingers]
- Gunner, release.
[audience shouting]
[screaming]
ZIVA:
Tony, what's going on?
Tony? Tony?
ZIVA: It surprised me.
That Tony wasn't
on the same page as you
about your wedding size?
No, that was predictable.
It was more of, um
my reaction.
We were going back and forth
and then, all of a sudden,
I couldn't breathe.
It felt
claustrophobic.
That sounds like a panic attack.
- You were triggered.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
- Why?
I wasn't in a room with crowds.
No guns were firing.
I was with Tony.
I understand
that weddings are stressful.
I know the difference between
a dangerous situation
and a spat with my fiancé.
The brain does,
but the body doesn't.
And that's where trauma lives,
in the body.
Ugh.
Sometimes the triggers
are obvious,
like if a gas tank falls
and sounds like a gunshot.
Sometimes they're not.
A conversation can be a trigger.
You don't have
to be physically trapped
to feel emotionally trapped.
Okay, so now my body goes
into fight or flight mode
over guest lists, that's cr--
I know that's not a word
you want me using.
It's not crazy.
You said you weren't surprised
that Tony didn't share
your vision for your wedding.
He was not listening.
He was so stuck
in what he wanted,
that what I said really
didn't matter.
Like you had no agency?
Which is how I felt
- when I was on the run.
- Hmm.
You've come so far in dealing
with your obvious triggers,
but now you'll need
to focus on developing
new mechanisms to deal
with the less obvious ones.
I know it's hard to see,
but you can and are building
a life for yourself
where you feel seen,
heard and safe
on an emotional level.
There are no quick fixes.
Are you saying
I'm using marriage as a way
to fix the problems
between me and Tony?
I said "quick fixes"
and you linked that
to your wedding.
I don't have all the answers.
But you'll find,
if you dig deep enough, you do.
So, close your eyes
Um
Focus.
Try to accept what your body
is telling you.
There we go.
Breathe in
two, three, four.
Hold.
[screaming and clamoring]
ZIVA:
Tony!
- [grunts]
- Gunner, cease fire!
- [grunting]
- [screaming]
GRAVES:
Cease fire, now!
[yelps]
[panicked shouting]
GRAVES:
Gunner, no!
Emergency system override!
MARTINE:
Merde!
ZIVA:
Tony, can you hear me?
TONY:
I'm okay. I have cover.
GRAVES:
Shut it down, now!
[screaming]
SOLDIER: All to the exits.
Move it. Move it.
- [gunfire]
- GRAVES: Emergency system override!
Tony? Where are you?
GRAVES:
Gunner, release!
[panicked shouting]
[locks door]
TONY: I'm in the north corner,
behind the table.
ZIVA:
I'm heading your way.
TONY:
Don't, the thing is tracking me.
Stay where you are.
GRAVES:
Gunner, no!
Tony?
[screaming and clamoring]
GRAVES:
Fix it! Oh, Lord.
[remote beeps]
[Tony grunts]
[screaming]
[gunfire]
Tony?
Can you hear me?
[gunfire continues]
[high-pitched ringing]
[echoing, muffled screaming]
Killer robot dog.
Come on!
[panting]
What the hell was that?
An electromagnetic pulse,
as a fail-safe.
The emergency lights must be
protected by Faraday cages.
Wait a minute.
What about the rest of the tech?
Tony, the EMP wiped everything.
Our evidence is gone.
Mr. Graves.
Jason?
Jonah Markham, Interpol.
We know who did this,
but I can keep you safe.
Jonah didn't want to kill Graves.
He just wanted to get rid
of his security
so he could get close to him.
Wait here.
[screaming and shouting]
[muffled, distorted screaming]
[high-pitched ringing]
[gunshots]
SOLDIER:
Get down!
LANG:
Focus.
ZIVA:
Focus.
LANG:
Breathe in
two, three,
four.
Hold,
two, three
- four.
- [inhales]
[exhales]
ZIVA:
Breathe
Breathe
[inhales]
[exhales]
[inhales]
[sound of clamoring normalizes]
- TONY: Ziva.
- Tony.
Tony.
- I'm tracking Jonah.
- I'll be fine.
Just go.
I'll find Boris and Claudette.
We believe Tony DiNozzo
and Ziva David
are working with Dejan Lazar.
Lazar? How'd you get that?
We've been tracking him
since Tony and Ziva
broke him out of prison,
we assumed, to hack your network.
That was just confirmed.
Is there a safe place
we can go, off-grid?
I've got a compound on an island.
Good. Let's go.
- Jonah!
- This exhibit is off limits
until Mr. Graves has
cleared the premises.
I'm with him.
What are you doing?
I need you to trust me.
What? I am finishing this.
Guards
[shaky breath] Jonah.
Jonah!
What?
[shouting in French]
♪
This place is about to be
swarming with agents.
We have to go.
[Lazar groans in pain]
[moans softly]
What happened?
Exactly what Jonah had planned.
[moans]
I tried to warn you.
Jonah will never see anyone
as his equal.
Not even his partner.
You were right.
Graves detonated a short-range EMP.
It didn't reach down here.
Where's your phone?
[moans]
I'm learning not to trust anyone.
ZIVA: I told Boris to get out
when I left the server room.
Tony's gone, chasing Jonah.
The EMP Graves detonated
will have wiped Tony's comms,
his phone.
- There's no way to track him.
- We'll find him.
I followed him and Graves
to Isla Zafira.
Graves has a compound
here on the island.
ZIVA:
We're on our way.
Are you gonna meet us there?
Daddy and I have
a couple of things
we need to take care of.
[grunting]
MARTINE: He's trying
to execute a power grab.
I can't stop him on my own.
I need your help.
Sometimes to destroy a monster,
you have to think like one.
ZIVA:
Tony
♪