NCIS: Sydney (2023) s03e18 Episode Script

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- [ROCK MUSIC PLAYS]
- [OCCUPANT] Whoo!
[TIRES SCREECH]
[OCCUPANT] Whoo!
[ENGINE ROARS]
[ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES FAINTLY]
Went down to Santa Fe ♪
Where Renoir paints the walls ♪
- [ENGINE REVS]
- Described you clearly ♪
But the sky began to fall ♪
Sucks to be you, bruh. Hit it!
[TIRES SQUEAL]
Am I ever gonna see ♪
Your face again? ♪
- [TIRES SCREECH]
- [ENGINE STALLS]
[STARTER MOTOR WHINES]
What are you waiting for?
Kick her in the guts!
Dude, I am!
[ENGINE STARTS AND REVS]
- [ROCK SONG RESUMES]
- [TIRES SCREECH]
Am I ever gonna see your ♪
Why'd you steal
such a piece of crap, anyways?
'Cause it was the one car
that wasn't locked.
Duh!
Poor people suck, bro.
Dude, we're 13. We are poor.
But we're rich in other ways.
Yeah, like what?
Underage driving skills.
- Yeah, I'm pretty good.
- [SCOFFS]
Bruh!
- [TIRES SCREECH]
- Am I ever gonna see ♪
[METAL CRUNCHES]
[ENGINE AND MUSIC CUT OUT]
[PANTS]
- Dude!
- Bruh!
- [BOTH] That was sick!
- [SIREN WAILS]
[SEAT BELTS UNBUCKLE]
[TENSE MUSIC]
[SIREN WAILS]
[TIRES SCREECH]
[POLICE OFFICER] Police, stop!
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[THEME MUSIC]
[LIGHT MUSIC]
[NOTIFICATION CHIMES]
Mercedes sure loves an emoji, huh?
Yeah, honestly,
it's a little exhausting.
What do you think that means?
[MACKEY] Scissors? Uh, a haircut?
Or, you know [CLICKS TONGUE]
Not really.
Well, she's been pretty open
about not wanting kids,
but she's still young.
You know, what what
if I get the snip, okay,
and then she just changes her mind?
- Yeah, well, I guess that's
- [PANEL BLEEPS]
..something that can happen.
You know, 'cause the reversal
surgery is super painful,
and there's no guarantee of success.
What if she still wants me
to father her kids,
and then, you know, I don't know,
maybe I'm just shooting blanks?
- [PANEL BLEEPS]
- Did we not fix this door?
Do you know what? It doesn't matter.
You know, it's something that
I need to think about, though.
- [TRIGGER] Ha-ha!
- [JD] Yes! Evie.
- Scissors emoji.
- Who from?
- Mercedes.
- Oh, vasectomy.
It's not a vasectomy emoji.
That's not even a thing, I don't think.
Maybe she's breaking up with you.
You know, scissors,
snip, snip, cutting ties.
No, Mercedes and I are solid,
Blue. We're golden, but thanks.
I mean, who breaks up with
someone via emoji, anyway?
[EVIE] Uh, everyone.
Well, it's efficient.
What's your break-up emoji?
A heart split in two.
You can't beat the classics.
I'm sure it's nothing.
Just ask for clarification.
Yeah, you're right. I'll just call her.
Better yet, send her a telegram.
[TRIGGER] Yeah, Evie's right, Sarge.
Ease up on the old school comms.
You don't wanna come off as desperate.
Yeah. Right.
[CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY]
[MESSAGE WHOOSHES]
What exactly am I saying
to my girlfriend?
In relationships, transparency is key.
So I'm just sending her
a "Sorry, don't really
understand that emoji" emoji,
followed by a bemused emoji,
followed by a smiley emoji.
That way she knows that
while you're being bemused,
you're also being smiley about it.
When did you become
a relationship expert, Bluebird?
Thank you so much for noticing.
I did an online course yesterday.
I got a certificate and everything.
[JD] Hmm.
- [MESSAGE WHOOSHES]
- [BLUE] There.
Okay, everyone just relax.
Mercedes isn't going to
break up with the big dog.
[NOTIFICATION CHIMES]
Ohh! [SMACKS LIPS]
- "Heart split in two" emoji.
- [NOTIFICATION CHIMES]
- Ooh.
- [NOTIFICATION CHIMES]
Followed by, "Sorry, I forgot to
send the rest of the message.
"It was fun while it lasted.
"Will arrange courier to
drop off your surfboard."
Hey, look, it's hard
to read tone over text.
Not this one. [SCOFFS]
"It was fun while it lasted.
"Will arrange a courier
to drop off your surfboard."
- [PHONE RINGS]
- I feel like
Blue?
[TRIGGER] Her loss, mate.
Special Agent Mackey.
- Plenty of fish in the sea.
- [JD] Yeah.
But you're gonna get
your surfboard back. Cowabunga.
And we've got a dead Marine.
Grab DeShawn. Let's roll.
- [GRIM MUSIC]
- [CAMERA CLICKS REPEATEDLY]
[INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER]
[DESHAWN] The victim in the trunk is
former Staff Sergeant Brad Slater,
US Marine Corps, medically retired.
Non-combat three years
after a peacekeeping mission
in South Sudan.
Might have had something
to do with that.
His left eye? It's a prosthetic.
You can see the trauma
around the socket.
Well, he didn't die of a glass
eye, so what are we thinking?
Someone snatches Slater,
throws him in the trunk,
then he dies in the crash?
Not unless that trunk is made of clay.
Here.
There you go. Blunt-force house brick.
Before or after he was put in the car?
Oh, before.
I mean, there would've been
a lot more blood
if it happened inside.
So Slater was killed somewhere else?
- Where?
- [DESHAWN] Hmm.
State Police reckon the car was stolen
by two teens on a joyride.
- Know where they stole it from?
- Cops picked 'em up mid-ride.
Teens are long gone,
but we can run the plates.
Okay.
Wherever this car was stolen from,
good guess that's our crime scene.
What's that?
Some kind of lock?
Actually, the opposite.
It's a digital safe-cracker.
So Blue did a quick snoop on Slater.
Since leaving the Marines,
he's worked private security.
Anyone we know?
Most recently, 'Aussie' Bob Prince.
No!
- Aussie Bob?
- [JD] Mm-hm.
Well, Australia's second-richest
Aussie, after Bluey.
He was the richest bloke
in the country in 1982
and again in '97.
And then in the early noughties.
Very successful entrepreneur,
when he's not bankrupt.
He is one of the great Australians.
That's not the most interesting part.
You don't say.
There's an APB out on Slater.
What for?
Murder.
So our murder victim
is also a murder suspect.
Great.
Meet Slater's alleged victim,
Murray Holt, 63.
Killed in the home of Bob Prince
two nights ago.
His employment contract lists him as
Bob Prince's footman.
Who the hell has a footman?
Australia's wealthiest man, 1982.
[DESHAWN] State Police allege
our dead guy in the trunk, Brad Slater,
was the shooter.
Evidence of a scuffle.
Why weren't we informed?
They didn't realize
he was a retired Marine.
How solid is the case against Slater?
CCTV puts him at Prince's home
around the TOD.
His prints were found
on the shell casing.
Ballistics match with
the 9mm slug found in Holt,
with a Smith & Wesson, the same
gun Slater was licensed for.
Do we know what he was trying to steal?
[DESHAWN] Nah, not yet.
But whatever it was,
looks like Holt caught him in the act.
There's no world in which these
two deaths aren't connected.
I want to know what Slater was doing
post the death of Holt and pre his own.
All right, I'm gonna get Evie to
hit up phone and bank records.
But on that,
Slater only made one phone call
during that window.
Ben Doyle,
former clearance diver
for the Royal Australian Navy.
Okay, speak to Doyle.
- Find me that crime scene.
- Got you.
Let's go check out
the crime scene we do have,
at Bob Prince's house.
[SOBER MUSIC]
[SPRINKLER TICKS]
[MACKEY] Looks like business is good.
What is his business again?
[JD] His finger's in a lot of pies.
Organic vape company,
string of diamond mines
and a very lucrative
hand-sanitizer business.
You know what they call that,
Special Agent Mackey?
Diversification.
Copy that.
Anything more from Mercedes?
Surprisingly no. She hasn't
replied to any of my texts.
- Texts?
- Hmm.
How many did you send?
I don't know. One, a few.
Definitely no more than a dozen.
[MACKEY] Are you serious?
Well, I figured it was best
to leave it all out on the field.
Look, Jim, it sucks, okay, but
[ENGINE STARTS NEARBY]
[ENGINE HUMS]
Wagner's "Ride of the Valkyries" ♪
[MACKEY] What the hell?
You think he's seen the
..piano?
[PIANO NOTES PLAY DISCORDANTLY]
- Yeah, he saw it.
- [MACKEY] Uh-huh.
- [ENGINE RUMBLES]
- [TANK TRACKS SQUEAK]
Should we be worried or
Um, nah, I got this.
Oh, cool, I feel so much better.
[ENGINE STOPS]
- Nice.
- Nice.
- [GRUNTS]
- [PLAYFUL MUSIC]
G'day, folks.
Bob Prince.
Australia's wealthiest man, 1982.
Michelle Mackey, NCIS.
How's it going, Shelly?
- Jim Dempsey, AFP.
- Jim. [CHUCKLES]
NCIS, AFP. That's what they call
a package deal, don't they?
You made short work of that piano.
It was Murray Holt's.
He was always tinkling away, he
just loved his 'Batch' he did.
Do you mean 'Bach'?
Oh, with Murray gone,
guess we'll never know.
I just couldn't stand
the thought of his piano
sitting there going unplayed.
So you ran over it in a tank.
It's what Murray would have wanted.
Mm.
How did you come by the tank,
Mr. Prince?
I picked it up in Uzbekistan
in the '90s.
The Soviets were practically
giving them away by then.
Can't believe it.
I've known Murray Holt since forever.
He taught me how to fish, how
to drive, how to drive a tank.
Sorry for your loss.
Brad Slater work for you too?
Yeah, he seemed like a decent bloke,
until he killed Murray.
There's always one snake in the grass.
Any idea who might have killed Slater?
No, but let me know if you find him.
I'll pin a medal on him.
[INTRIGUING MUSIC]
Unless you think I did it.
That would be too easy, wouldn't it?
If I'd killed Slater,
you'd know about it.
How's that?
I'd have left him in pieces.
[SOBER MUSIC]
Not enough baking soda in the
world to scrub away the grief.
Do you have any sense of what
Slater was doing in this specific room?
Well, he didn't strike me as a reader,
if that's what you're asking.
Got any cameras in here?
Not many book thieves on staff, Jim.
Oh, who's the stickybeak, then?
[JD] Anything missing?
There's a reason they call it a safe.
[JD] Found this on Slater's body.
It's a digital safe-cracker.
What have you got in the safe, Bob?
My footy cards.
Footy cards? Kept mine in a shoebox.
I doubt you had
a Wally Lewis rookie card.
You're right.
[SAFE DIAL CLICKS]
[SAFE OPENS]
[SAFE CLOSES]
[BOB] Worth more than most of
the artwork in this place.
And this Wally Lewis
is a reason to rob you?
Well, he robbed New South Wales
enough times.
If he was after your footy cards,
why are they still in the safe?
You'd have to ask him.
[TENSE MUSIC]
[BEN] Oh, look, I first met
Brad Slater a few years back.
He, uh, retired from the Marines
and moved over here from the States.
How was he back then?
Oh, I don't know, bent out of shape.
He got injured on duty,
lost an eye, lost the mission.
He was angry.
Know much about his personal life?
Did he gamble, drink, money issues?
No. [CHUCKLES] Nothing I'm aware of.
Brad was a good bloke.
That's why what you're suggesting,
that Brad killed someone,
doesn't make any sense to me.
When did you last speak to him?
Yesterday.
We were gonna go for a sail
and, um, he called to say
he couldn't make it.
He mention why?
He sounded off.
Off? How?
I don't know. Anxious. He said
he had to square something up.
[BLUE] Just do it exactly
as we did when we rehearsed.
- And remember
- [DOOR OPENS]
- ..just keep it simple.
- Shh.
- [BLUE] Don't go off-script
- [MACKEY] Okay.
Rosie, we're here as requested.
Impress us.
Starting with a reenactment
of sorts. [CHUCKLES]
- Okay.
- Okay.
Old red.
Common Sydney house brick
found in heritage buildings,
and now in Brad Slater's skull.
- What am I looking for?
- Mortar.
So starting in the mid-20th century,
bricklayers would add
more cement into the mix.
But prior to that,
it was all lime mortar,
which you'll see with your
eyeball if you look closely.
What?
And you'll also see
scrape marks from a cold chisel
when the mortar was removed.
Okay, as riveting as this is,
can someone get to the point?
- Eye-eye, Sarge.
- [CHUCKLES]
It's an old brick that's been cleaned.
Likely part of a renovation
of a Federation house.
And that is your crime scene.
So an old house being renovated
in a city obsessed
with renovating old houses.
Wow. You guys have really
cracked it wide open.
We found diamonds in Slater's eye!
Oh, well, that'll do me, Bluebird.
Honestly, what is
the point of rehearsing
if you're just gonna
blurt it out like that?
I'm sorry. I'm too excited.
Hang on, hang on. You were saying?
Oh, yeah. Uh, take a look.
Keep your eye on this.
- Oh, gosh.
- Kill me.
- [EYE SOCKET SQUISHES]
- [JD GROANS]
Now, behind this, we found these.
- [DIAMONDS CLINK]
- Hmm?
- Yeah. Hence all the eye jokes.
- [DOC ROY CHUCKLES]
Whoa.
[INTRIGUING MUSIC]
[MACKEY] We got a crime scene yet?
Ran the plates from the stolen vehicle.
Registered to a woman
that's been dead three months.
So she's unlikely to remember
where she parked it?
We called the city to see if it
had been recorded as abandoned,
and if so, where.
- How'd it go?
- Woman in charge is Denise.
She's on maternity leave.
Her 2IC, Trevor, is on a
team-building exercise all week.
His replacement, Maxine,
said she'd get back to me after lunch.
[CLICKS TONGUE]
Didn't specify which day.
So that's a hard no on the crime scene.
[MACKEY] So what do we have?
A diamond miner who's been robbed,
and a thief who's been found
with diamonds on him.
So the diamond miner hunts down
the guy who stole the rocks,
but that guy, Slater,
won't give them back.
So it's good night, Slater.
Which explains why Prince
wouldn't want to claim
his missing diamonds.
So Australia's second-wealthiest
man on the hook for murder.
That's not a good look.
Funny you should mention that.
Seems Bob Prince took his PR
real seriously.
Last year, he sued journalist
Bonnie Wilder for defamation.
How did she defame him?
She claimed Prince was running
a counterfeit diamond racket.
[MACKEY] You're kidding me.
She reckons the diamonds
Prince was putting on the market
weren't from his mines at all,
they were all fake.
[DESHAWN] Prince took exception.
Called in the lawyers.
When the judge asked her
to verify her claims,
Bonnie wouldn't reveal her source.
Gotta respect that.
Trouble is
she defied the judge's orders.
Kept repeating her claims,
only louder this time.
Bonnie was found in contempt
and imprisoned for six months.
Six months? That's
a big stretch for contempt.
- That's top of the range.
- [EVIE] Uh-huh.
And now our hard-nosed journo
is writing articles like this.
- [MONITOR BLEEPS]
- [MACKEY] Oh.
Six months in the slammer
will do that to you.
Sarge. Courier dropped these off for ya.
[PLAYFUL MUSIC]
[JD SIGHS]
[TRIGGER] A surfboard
and a box of mouth tape.
JD, can I see you in my office?
Trigger, get these
into the evidence safe.
You lose them, I lose you.
Take a seat, Jim.
Okay. [CLEARS THROAT]
Oh, not there! Over there.
All right.
- [JD SIGHS]
- Ohh.
Perhaps we should start with
asking why we're here.
- You think?
- Yeah.
No, actually, why did you ask me here?
To talk about
all your failed relationships,
and what that says about you.
Great.
So part of my online course was
an online survey
and I did a personality test.
Filled it out as you.
Okay. That's a scary concept.
As were the take-outs.
Huh.
"Social engagement, low.
"Attachment avoidance."
Okay.
"Solitude."
Yeah.
It's gonna be hard,
but your life will be so much happier
with no one else in it.
No one?
- As in just no one?
- No one.
- Okay.
- Yeah.
Just Jim. Jim.
- [DOOR OPENS]
- Uh
Are we done in here?
Yeah. I think so.
- Let's go talk to the media.
- [JD] Okay.
- Be brave. Keep me posted.
- [JD] Yeah.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[HORN BLOWS]
[MACKEY] Since getting out,
our journo Bonnie Wilder
now works from home.
[ENGINE STOPS]
- [JD SIGHS HEAVILY]
- You okay?
Yeah, I just keep thinking
about what Blue said.
Not sure that's a good idea.
She analyzed my relationship defaults
and reckons I'm better off on my own.
Look, I have done precisely zero
online relationship courses.
But I don't know, It sounds like
you and Mercedes were
just seeing each other.
And maybe you were seeing
a little more than she was.
Okay, back to Bonnie Wilder.
Good cop or bad cop?
Mm.
[DOOR CLOSES]
Nothing would make me happier
than to put the boot into
Bob Prince, I can assure you.
But once bitten, twice shy.
[MACKEY] You talking about
the court case?
I'm talking about six months in
Silverwater Women's Correctional.
I read your file. You could
have named names and walked.
In my game, you reveal a source
and that's it.
Integrity is currency.
Fair enough.
You recognize this guy?
Should I?
Brad Slater. Worked for Bob Prince.
Died last night with a pouch
of diamonds on him.
Figured it might be of interest,
given the allegations you made
against Prince
about counterfeit diamonds.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
You okay?
Uh, it's just
It's another one.
Another what?
We can help you, Bonnie,
but you've got to trust us.
Another what?
While I was locked up, a woman
named Patricia Haynes died.
Supposedly threw herself
off the roof of a factory,
where she worked for Bob Prince.
But you don't think it was suicide?
Was Patricia Haynes your source?
I'm sorry, I
I've already said too much.
- [MONITOR BLEEPS]
- Patricia Haynes.
Chemical engineer
employed by Bob Prince,
until she threw herself off a rooftop.
Allegedly.
Well, assuming it wasn't
suicide, what was it?
An attempt to silence her?
[DESHAWN] Well, why? What does she know?
Where's the factory?
It's where they make Hand Prince,
Bob's very own brand of hand sanitizer.
What does hand sanitizer
and counterfeit diamonds
have in common?
Only one way to find out.
[WORKER] Okay, coming through.
[WORKER 2] Be careful of that.
[INTRIGUING MUSIC]
[EVIE GRUNTS]
[EVIE] Catch.
[GRUNTS]
[DEVICE BLEEPS]
Blue, you receiving that?
[MONITOR BLEEPS]
[BLUE] Yep. Clear as glass.
[JD] Well, for a hand-sanitizer factory,
it kind of looks like
a hand-sanitizer factory.
[MONITOR BLEEPS]
- [MONITOR BLEEPS]
- [MACKEY] Stop.
What's that?
[BLUE TYPES]
[MONITOR BLEEPS]
[BLUE] Hmm.
They're HPHT cubic presses.
High-pressure,
high-temperature machines.
They're designed to replicate
the immense pressure and heat
found deep in the earth.
To do what?
To grow diamonds.
Wait.
Aussie Bob is growing diamonds?
And here I was thinking you mine them.
[BLUE] Firstly, they're not fake.
Lab-grown diamonds are
just like any other diamonds,
except the process has been shortened
from billions of years
to just a few weeks.
So, the seed is put inside
an HPHT cubic press,
eventually giving birth
to a rough diamond,
which is then cut into
its desired shape.
Making them virtually indistinguishable
from natural diamonds.
Does it change their value?
Big lots.
I mean, that number of carats
straight from the ground,
you're looking at $10 million.
Lab-grown, about a tenth of that.
Let's call it an even million.
So why does a guy with a string of mines
need to fabricate diamonds?
I don't know, pass them off
as natural diamonds
and then you on-sell them
for 10 times their normal price.
About that.
Evie and I dug into Prince's
so-called mining business.
Turns out there is none.
Business, that is, or diamonds,
for that matter.
The mines have been dormant ever
since he bought them a year ago.
Great cover
for a counterfeit diamond scam.
- [DESHAWN] Mm-hm.
- The discovery of which
might have gotten two people killed.
Good work, team.
[TRIGGER] Boss.
Got anything for us, Trigger?
Just a possible crime scene.
What you got?
The car that Slater was found in
got me thinking.
Parking tickets.
Thought about that.
There were no parking tickets
on the vehicle.
That's because parking cops
don't always use
physical tickets, they're digital.
So I checked with
the Debt Recovery Office.
Seven parking fines, one location.
D, grab E, check it out.
JD, with me.
Did I mention
that I did a fantastic course
over the weekend?
[EVIE] So this is where
our stolen car was parked.
Ground zero.
We got drag marks.
[EVIE] One old house
under renovation, check.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC BUILDS]
D.
One murder weapon, check.
I don't get it.
You know, Slater's
likely murdered someone.
He's on the run and he ends up here.
- Why?
- Let's take a look around.
[TENSE MUSIC]
He said he wanted to
put something right.
Maybe he wasn't running from the cops,
he was running to the cops.
To confess to murder,
or to expose a counterfeit diamond scam?
[SIGHS] No way Prince killed Slater
to stop him confessing to murder.
Yeah, but he might to conceal a
lucrative counterfeit diamond racket.
For real?
We really think
Australia's wealthiest man
could beat someone to death
with a brick?
[GRUNTS REPEATEDLY]
[CLUB SPLASHES]
New clubs.
A good golfer never blames his kit.
Well, I'm not a good golfer.
Yeah, I can see that.
Any luck finding the hero
that killed Slater?
[MACKEY] Afraid not,
but we did find something.
Yeah.
We found these on Slater.
[JD] Yeah, we figured
they must have been yours,
given that it looks like
he robbed your place
and, you know, you being
a diamond miner and all.
- Mm. But then we remembered
- [JD] Mm.
..you weren't missing anything.
Wally Lewis was safe and sound.
So we'll hand them over to
the folks at Proceeds of Crime.
[MACKEY] Mm-hm.
'Cause $10 million worth of diamonds
will fix a lot of potholes, yeah?
- Yeah. Oh, unless, unless
- [JD] Yeah?
I mean, they're not yours, are they?
[INTRIGUING MUSIC]
Funny you should say that.
After you showed me that, um,
safe-cracking thingy,
I checked all my other safes.
And as it turns out, I am short
a few loose rocks, huh!
Oh. Wow, okay.
So, they are yours, then?
Stellar police work.
I'll have someone come by
and pick them up.
[MACKEY] Small snag.
They're evidence
in an ongoing murder case.
Which means for the first time
we have motive for murder.
Right. Yes.
Yeah, but motive only matters
if I did it.
[MACKEY] Mm.
I'm admitting ownership
because I own them.
I'm the victim here, remember?
Along with Murray Holt.
And Brad Slater.
Seems I'm gonna have to
take things into my own hands.
Do what you gotta do, Mr. Prince.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[JD] I don't trust Prince.
[MACKEY] Understatement of the century.
I don't trust Bonnie, either.
Can you blame her?
She thinks Prince threw
a whistleblower off a building.
I'd be coy too.
Well, we need to open her up,
so what's the play?
[JD SIGHS]
Offer her an opportunity
to overcome her fears.
- And that's where you come in?
- Mm-mm.
Good cop,
bad cop.
Bad cop stays in the car.
You sure I can't get you
something harder?
It's been some day.
I'm on the clock, unfortunately.
[BONNIE SIGHS]
- How are you holding up?
- I'll be honest.
I thought it was behind me,
but all the stuff with
Prince's diamonds, just
Yeah, about that.
So it turns out
the diamonds we found on Slater
weren't natural.
They were lab-grown.
We also discovered
that Prince's diamond mines
were non-operational,
but you knew that already, didn't you?
It was part of the gag order
after the contempt ruling.
See, Prince assumes that we
think they're regular old diamonds,
which is why he admitted ownership.
Wait, he admitted they're his?
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
That's what your source was
trying to prove when she died.
That he deals in lab-grown diamonds?
For 40 years,
this guy's been untouchable.
Until now. Until that.
You could bring Prince down.
Not without your help, we can't.
Admitting ownership gives Prince
motive for Slater's murder.
That's a huge risk.
Why would he do that?
Maybe it's the lesser of two evils.
He manufactured diamonds to sell them.
Maybe whoever's buying the
diamonds poses a greater threat
to Prince than you do.
You give me a name
..we'll put Prince away
for the rest of his life.
I'll need the exclusive.
[SOFTLY] Deal.
[MARKER SQUEAKS]
- [INTRIGUING, PLAYFUL MUSIC]
- [BLUE SPEAKS INAUDIBLY]
You're welcome.
- [DOOR OPENS]
- [BLUE] Ooh!
That was
..very productive.
- [FOOTSTEPS RECEDE]
- [DOOR CLOSES]
Relationship advice.
- She's done a course.
- Oh.
And?
And, uh,
I think she was suggesting
that we should just
..you know, um
..get it out of our system.
[SINISTER MUSIC]
[HAND BRAKE ENGAGES]
[CAR DOOR THUDS]
Mr. Prince. Our first royal visit.
And hopefully your last.
[PAPER FLICKS]
[MACKEY SIGHS]
I'm impressed.
You got a court order in a few hours?
I would love the name
of your lawyer here.
And your judge.
[MACKEY] I guess that's what you meant
by taking matters into your own hands?
I did warn you.
For a minute, I was worried
you were gonna throw me
off a building. [LAUGHS]
I'm going to pretend
I didn't hear you say that.
Especially in front of my lawyer.
Besides, you've got nothing
to worry about, Shelly,
so long as your conscience is clear.
Come again?
Bonnie went to prison
because of what Patricia Haynes
thought she knew.
Guilt's a terrible thing and it
was all too much for Patricia.
Ended up topping herself.
If I was less astute,
I'd say you're threatening me,
Mr. Prince.
And if I was less astute,
I probably would.
I just want what's mine, Agent Mackey.
And the court says I can have it.
[SAFE KEYPAD BEEPS]
[SAFE OPENS]
I'm happy to say this
in front of your lawyer.
I hope you choke on them.
I hope they're all there.
I'd hate to have to come back.
[SINISTER MUSIC]
[DOOR OPENS]
[JD] Hope you know
what you're doing, Macka.
Giving the bad guy back his merch.
- [CAR ENGINE STARTS]
- Not exactly Policing 101.
[NOTIFICATION CHIMES]
[MACKEY] Speak for yourself.
Room 1215, Grand Horizon Hotel?
What's that about?
[EVIE] Room 1215
at the Grand Horizon Hotel
is currently occupied by Uzbek
maths teacher Umar Denisov.
Not just any math teacher.
This one flies first class and
books the presidential suite.
So what's the takeaway?
I should have been
an Uzbek maths teacher.
Or if Prince is dealing in
counterfeit diamonds like Bonnie said,
maybe Denisov's a buyer.
[EVIE] Or maybe Denisov's buying them
for another purpose entirely.
Denisov's biometrics also match
that of a Timur Nabiyev,
wheeler dealer.
Rose to prominence selling
ex-Soviet weaponry in the early '90s.
Aussie Bob bought a Soviet tank
from Uzbekistan around the same time.
Blue?
Yes?
What are the primary
military applications
of lab-grown diamonds?
Um, next-gen semiconductors,
precision manufacturing tools,
uh, weapons guidance systems.
Come again?
The technology that guides bombs
to its final fiery destination.
Post-Soviet collapse,
thousands of guided missile
platforms were decommissioned.
They were rendered inoperative
by removing the guidance systems.
And left unguarded all over
the former Soviet Union.
Waiting for someone like Nabiyev.
And the lab-grown diamonds that
would render them operational again.
So what are we saying?
That maybe Bob Prince
isn't just a diamond dealer?
Maybe he's a weapons dealer too?
In which case, we just gave
his weapons back to him,
and we have no idea where they are.
[TRIGGER] Yeah, we do.
[MONITOR BLEEPS]
Boss said if I lose 'em, she'd lose me,
and I quite like it here.
Trigger put a tracker in the pouch.
- [SIREN WAILS]
- [SURF ROARS]
[TENSE MUSIC]
- [SIREN PULSES]
- [TIRES SCREECH]
[TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]
[MACKEY] Are you sure it's down here?
[DESHAWN] Yeah,
according to the tracker.
10 feet in that direction.
[EVIE] We've been played. What now?
[JD] Prince has got two choices.
He can either call off the deal
or double down.
Which way does he jump?
Prince is the kind of guy
that cuts deals
worth hundreds of millions.
Those diamonds are worth a million tops.
He calls it off.
You're missing the point.
Why was Aussie Bob
making a million-dollar deal
in the first place?
Because it's not a one-off.
You said it yourself,
there are thousands of missiles
waiting to be reactivated, right?
Minimum.
So what if that pouch
of lab-grown diamonds
was proof of a supply chain
that can meet whatever demand
comes his way?
Okay, so where do you go to prove that?
- [INTENSE MUSIC]
- [TIRES SCREECH]
Where are we heading, guys?
Stand by. [TAPS KEY]
[MONITOR BLEEPS]
[TRIGGER] There.
Second right. Prince with Denisov.
[MONITOR BLEEPS]
[TRIGGER] Heads-up.
Two bogeys near the door. Armed.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC BUILDS]
[BLUE TAPS KEYS]
Hey, guys. You guys know where
the arms deal's happening?
Whoa. We're running a little late.
Stop right there.
On the ground.
Trespassing.
Malicious prosecution.
Enough to land a girl in prison.
Yeah.
The thing is
we're actually responding to an APB
on your friend here.
- [DRAMATIC MUSIC]
- [MACKEY] Yeah.
[DENISOV GRUNTS]
[GROANS AND COUGHS]
Fun fact,
in addition to teaching high school math
and being quite fleet of foot,
Mr. Denisov has a sideline
in the buying and selling
of prohibited weapons.
We're actually here for him.
- Finding you is a bonus.
- [JD] Yeah.
I think they call that a
package deal, don't they, Jim?
I think so.
[MACKEY] Yeah.
[HANDCUFFS CLINK]
[NOTIFICATION CHIMES]
[JD AND BONNIE LAUGH]
[JD] To Australia's
greatest entrepreneur.
- And worst arms dealer.
- [JD] Mmm.
Just a shame we couldn't nail
him for the murder of Slater.
- Like I said, he's untouchable.
- Yeah.
Getting him on anything is a win.
- Yeah. Yeah, you're not wrong.
- [BOTTLES CLINK]
[BONNIE] What am I looking at?
It's, uh, DNA from the
house brick that killed Slater.
What does that give you?
Not much. Unless we have
secondary to match it with.
But it can tell you gender.
- Of the killer?
- Mm.
Tracks female.
Which exonerates Bob from
having killed Brad Slater.
[UNSETTLING MUSIC]
I promised you an exclusive, Bonnie.
You see, the rules around collecting DNA
are pretty strict.
Cops can only collect it
from items that have been thrown away.
[BOTTLES CLINK]
So what's the chances that
the DNA on the house brick
matches the DNA on one of these?
[EXHALES]
[TENSE MUSIC]
You know,
when I realized it wasn't Bob
..I was trying to work out who
had motive to kill Brad Slater.
You wanted revenge. You needed evidence.
You needed diamonds. Someone inside.
Brad Slater.
Went pear-shaped, right?
Murray Holt was never meant to die.
Slater got startled and shot him.
So that's why Slater wanted to
square up with the police?
We argued.
I couldn't let him confess
to what had happened.
I only meant to knock Slater out.
'Cause your involvement would
mean you'd go back to prison?
[BOTTLE CLINKS]
Patricia Haynes wrote me in jail.
She'd figured it out.
The diamonds, the arms dealing, the lot.
But by the time I got out,
she'd been murdered.
So you went after Prince again?
Just quietly this time?
You know the only thing
I can't work out?
How'd you convince Slater to do it?
Slater's last posting was South Sudan.
While out on patrol,
his team was hit by heavy missile fire.
Let me guess, formerly
decommissioned missiles.
I guess he wanted revenge too.
Yeah.
[GRIM MUSIC]
'Aussie' Bob Prince. End of an era.
[GLASSES CLINK]
Hey, who do you reckon gets his tank?
And his footy cards?
I'm just thinking about
all those unclean hands.
- [TEAM LAUGHS]
- [DESHAWN] All right, look.
- Next round's on me.
- [MACKEY] Great.
- Yes!
- Nice.
Uh, six appletinis, please. Thank you.
[US ACCENT] They out of Shirley Temples?
[CHUCKLES] Hey, don't knock it
till you try it.
Make that seven, please.
Let me guess. West Coast, right?
- [DESHAWN GRUNTS]
- Going with L.A.
[LAUGHS]
City of 20 million people.
That's a pretty safe bet.
I'm thinking somewhere downtown.
Inglewood?
- [UNEASY MUSIC]
- Am I getting close?
[DESHAWN SCOFFS]
Somewhere on Crenshaw.
South of Century.
Top floor of a two-up, two-down.
Special Agent Ally Park.
Indo-Pacific Counter-Narcotics team.
- DeShawn Jackson.
- NCIS.
Down here as part of
the Lee Meyers extradition.
[ALLY] Relax.
My boss is talking to your boss,
making sure it's all kosher.
Great. Well, until then
Your boss is not unconflicted
when it comes to Meyers, is she?
- Not sure I know what you mean.
- Mm.
I read the file.
Meyers was all over her
court-martial back in the day.
Then he shows up in Sydney.
Mackey tries to choke him out.
Meyers tried to kill her son.
What would you do?
It's irrelevant.
We have no margin for error
with this guy.
Look, we both want
the same thing, right?
And what is that exactly?
To make sure Lee Meyers
goes down and stays down.
To do that,
I need a clean feed out of NCIS.
Someone I can trust.