Show: NCIS - 21x8
♪ What have we got?Acute myocardial infarction.
Heart disease?
Overdose.
Cocaine.
Let's get two large-bore IVs going.
All right, Doctor.
It's all yours.
Okay, Doctors, it's your time to shine.
Let's get Sleeping Beauty stabilized.
Checking her vitals.
Checking EKG.
Pulse 150, BP 180/100.
Heartbeat's rapid and climbing.
We got to bring that down.
I'm advising five milligrams of metoprolol.
[monitor flatlining] Great work, Doctors.
You just killed your patient.
You killed me?
Again?!
[sighs] Come on, guys, we've been over this.
Beta blockers are contraindicated in cocaine-induced heart attacks.
Sorry, Dr.
Logan."Sorry" doesn't cut it if you kill a real patient.
And Sleeping Beauty-- really?
I was riffing.
What do you prefer?
I'd prefer if our residents didn't fail their medical simulation.
Agreed.
Which is why we're staying here till we get this right.
Learning takes time.
You'll get this.
Study up and we'll go again in 30.
I'll go buy us some dinner.
Both residents seemed overwhelmed, but I'm confident I can teach them.
It's just a matter of time.
Dr.
Harper?
Oh, hey.
Fellas, I...
Whoa, whoa, take it easy.
Fellas.
I've only got 20 bucks on me.
GUNMAN: We don't want your money.
We want you.
♪ Morning.
Hey.
Morning.
Is the Wi-Fi down?
No.
Why?
Well, you're reading a newspaper.
Oh, yeah.
No, I get the paper delivered every morning.
Mm.
That's so analog of you.
Well, you know, I'm trying to cut down on my screen time a little.
Plus, there's something kind of nostalgic about holding a newspaper.
Mm, I used to love Peanuts.
Back page if you want 'em.
Mm-hmm.Heads up.
[groans]Air ball.
Torres gets his own rebound.
I was on fire this morning.
What, you were practicing?
Yeah, uh, Parker and I have a big game on Saturday.
You and Parker play basketball?
Oh, yeah, two on two at our gym.
Don't let his silver locks fool you, the man is a beast on the court.
Last night, ten seconds left, tied game, crowd going wild...
You had a crowd at your gym?
Uh, people on the treadmill.
But anyways, I'm driving the ball and I pass it to Parker and I come...
and he's like, baby hook and...
Wait, that's got to be the wind, right?
Is, uh, is the A/C on?
Did Parker make the shot?Oh, yeah.
He nailed it.
Like, he's got this baby hook that's just money.
Mm-hmm.Yeah, we're going to league finals, and we're the runaway favorites.
PARKER: Ah.
Ooh, uh, sure about that?
Baby Hook, what's wrong?
[exhales] Uh, just a stiff neck.
No big deal.
Uh, it looks like a pretty big deal.
[grunts] Uh, you know, Parker, my grandma used to swear by this herbal ointment and I think I have some.McGEE: Yeah, I have an electronic muscle stimulator.
You should try it.
Thanks, really, but, ah...
I'm good.
No, we're not good.
Dude, we have a big game on Saturday.
Let me fix you up.
I'll give you my patented bear-hug back crack.
Back off.
Nobody's touching me except my chiropractor.
Then let's make that appointment, baby.
She's off today.
I made an appointment for tomorrow.
I'll be good on game day.
For now, I just got to stay still [phone chimes]and...
[sighs] [groaning] [grunts] All right, we got a dead Navy commander found on the side of the road near Woodford.
I'll bring the ointment.
Baby hook.
Okay, victim ID'd as Commander Erik Harper, heart surgeon stationed at Navy Medical Center Portsmouth.
We're a long way from Portsmouth.
Well, he was on duty last night.
Went to dinner, never came back.
Because he was kidnapped.
Just got the footage from the hospital.
[phone beeps] Hold it higher.
Higher.
Any shot of the license plate?
The van didn't have one.
Van didn't leave any tire tracks, either.
No shell casings, no weapons.
No evidence left behind.
These guys are pros.
But why kidnap someone and drive them 200 miles if you're gonna kill them anyway?
Torres, you and Knight canvass the area for witnesses.McGee.
BOLO on the van.
Yep.
Jimmy!
Talk to me.
Well, cause of death is rather obvious.
Single gunshot wound to the back of the head.
Rigor tells me that he died between 4:00 and 6:00 a.m.
Uh, but come on down here.
I need to show you something.
I don't suppose you could come up here?
Uh...
with the body?
[exhales] [grunts]Hey, are you okay?
Stiff neck.
I'll be fine.
And, uh, no, I'm not looking for any cure-alls.
Say no more.
I totally get it.
You should really try acupuncture.
I'm not a huge fan of needles.
Oh, that's right, trypanophobia.
Totally forgot.
I never told you about that.
No, but you always get squeamish in autopsy when I jam that big old horse syringe into the femoral artery...
Okay, okay.
Enough.
Right, sorry.
Just take a look at this.
[grunts] The victim was shot in the back of the head and yet there's blood all over the front of his scrubs.
Spatter, maybe?
No, I don't think so.
No, there's no exit wound here.
Yeah, I think this blood came from another person.
Huh.
Could be his killer's.
Let's get a sample to Kasie ASAP.
KASIE: Jimmy was right.
The blood on Dr.
Harper's pants isn't his.
So, whose is it?Not sure.
Whoever's it is isn't in the system.
But I ran a tox screen and found something weird.
A barbiturate called methohexital.
Never heard of it.It's an anesthetic.
The kind used for surgery.
I think the mystery blood could be from a patient.
Dr.
Harper didn't perform any surgeries before he was kidnapped.
But what about after?
Wait, he was abducted and then forced to operate?
He came in contact with someone who was sedated and bleeding heavily.
That sounds like surgery to me.
So, even after being kidnapped, he was trying to save someone's life?
Yeah.
And, apparently, he was killed for it.
McGEE: Our working theory is that our suspect kidnapped Dr.
Harper, forced him to operate and then killed him.
Why not just make an appointment?
Maybe they couldn't pay for it.
Or they didn't want to wait.
Or maybe it's someone that can't show their face in the U.S., like Putin or Kim Jong Un?
I'm pretty sure they have their own skilled surgeons.
Yeah, but maybe not skilled enough, though.
According to this journal, Dr.
Harper is the best cardiothoracic surgeon in the world.
And he specializes in rare tumors.
Maybe our suspect has one.
Well, if so, that would narrow down our list.
What list?
We don't have the access to private medical records.
Yeah, it's not like there's there's a most wanted wall of homicidal maniacs with heart tumors.
All right, we don't know who.
So, do we know where the surgery took place?
Not in a hospital.
I called every medical facility in Virginia and none reported secret overnight surgeries.
Well, what about her?
She might know something.
McGEE: That's his partner, Dr.
Clara Logan.
I've already asked her to come in.
She...
What is that smell?
Yeah, I noticed that, too.I don't smell anything.
[inhales sharply] You used my ointment.
Okay, okay, fine.
I did, but you didn't warn me I was gonna smell like a Christmas tree.
Small price to pay to fix your neck.
Does it look like it fixed my neck?
Well, it just takes some time to kick in.
Rub some more on.No.
More is not the answer.
What about the BOLO on the kidnapper's van?
Portsmouth police found it a few blocks from the hospital.
Kasie is processing it now.
Good.
Why didn't you just lead with that?
Because it was burnt to a crisp.
The kidnappers torched it, and we didn't think anybody would be able to find DNA on it after that.
Well, Kasie's not just anybody.
If there's DNA, she'll find it.
Ah.
Rosie the Riveter.
Love it.
I can do it.
[chuckles] Usually, yeah, but this van looks pretty toasted.
Did you find anything useful?
Well, not unless Dr.
Harper was kidnapped by a horse, a pumpkin or a baby.
Sounds like the start of a bad joke.
Oh, it might be funny if it weren't so annoying.
Besides the horse hair, pumpkin seeds and pacifier, I also found a bunch of buttons, a bonsai tree...So they just loaded the van with a bunch of random crap to confuse us?
Probably hoping that we'd be chasing false leads for months.
Pretty smart, actually.
Yeah.
Oh.
Looks like Dr.
Harper was smarter, though.
Look at what I just found in the seat crack.
Is that a mini digital recorder?
The kind doctors use for dictation.
Huh.
How do you know it's our victim's and not just more random crap?
Ooh, because it's monogrammed "E.H."
Ah.
Erik Harper.
Mm-hmm.He must have stashed it in the seat.
I'm hoping he used it to record his kidnappers.
Of course.
The fire melted it.
Can you unmelt it?
I can do it.
I first met Erik in Indonesia.
We were on a mission with the Navy Medical Corps to help victims of the 2004 tsunami, when a mom brought in her infant son with an atrial septal defect.
Erik worked through the night to save his life.
Now that kid is 19 years old and Erik just wrote him a recommendation for Georgetown.
[sniffles] Sounds like a great man.
He was.What exactly is your field of expertise?
We remove cardio paragangliomas, which are very rare heart tumors.
Yeah, the article mentioned that you and Dr.
Harper never lost a patient.
Thankfully, no.
Could Dr.
Harper have performed heart surgery outside of a hospital?
You think that's why he was kidnapped?
To perform surgery?
Well, someone would have to build a state-of-the-art OR.
Then there's the machines, surgical tools, nurses, med techs.
But it is possible, yes?
If anybody could pull it off, it would have been Erik.
That heart surgery on that boy in Indonesia.
It was in a tent.
Wow.
Thank you for your time, Dr.
Logan.
[pained grunts] Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
PARKER: Oh...
this is not good.
So, what happened?
It was like a jolt of electricity to my neck.
Maybe something's pushing on the nerve.
You really think this is gonna help?
In theory, it should reduce the compression between your spinal discs.
Okay, I'm bringing you up.
Here we go.
Oh, yeah.
[both grunt] [chuckles] Why do you have an inversion table?
Oh, for my circulation.
A hang a day keeps the cold hands away.
Here.
Feel.
Toasty.Well...
how do you feel?
[grunts] Taller, but still in pain.
Because you won't try my bear hug.
You hang upside down and use stinky cream, but you say no to my back crack?
Easy, Nick.
Your hug could put a man in traction.
Besides, we don't have time.
I managed to salvage the audio file from the doctor's mini recorder.
He left it recording when he was abducted, so we hear the kidnappers.
Problem is, they're speaking Spanish.
Would you translate?
Right on.Okay.
[man on recording speaking Spanish] Hear anything useful?Not unless you like soccer.
They're just talking about the next big game.
I do know that accent.
I grew up with it.
Colombians?
Are you sure?
Yes.
They're talking about Los Cafeteros.
Los Cafeterosis the Colombian national team.
[man continues in Spanish] Hold up, hold up.[recording clicks off] Did that guy say, "El Viento"?
Yep.What's El Viento?
El Viento'snot a what, it's a who.
It's a nickname for Carlos Savina.
He's the head of the Cali Cartel.
El Vientomeans "the wind."
He was given that name because he's never been captured.
You think he'd risk his freedom to come to the States for surgery?If he thought it was the only way to save his life?
Yes.
And he's one of the few people with the resources to pull it off.
He's powerful, he's rich.
And he's ruthless enough to kill the doctor that saved his own life.
Well, maybe Savina died in surgery, and that's why his guys killed Dr.
Harper.
Dr.
Harper never lost a patient.
So let's assume that Savina is still alive until we find his cold, dead body.
If he's alive, Savina would need at least three days' worth of recovery before he could be moved.
Which means this could be our one shot to take him down.
Yeah.
[pained groan] All we gotta do is find him.
Carlos Savina?
Are you absolutely sure he was Dr.
Harper's mystery patient?
Kasie confirmed it through Colombia's DNA database.
The CIA never received intel that Savina had a heart tumor.
Neither did the Colombians.
Not something the head of the largest drug cartel in South America would want advertised.
Because his rivals would seize the opportunity to take over his empire.
We're trying to figure out how Savina entered the States.
Well, I'm more concerned about preventing him from leaving.
NCIS went after Savina?
Yeah.
Joint op with the DEA.
Savina was using maritime routes to transport his product, so we got involved.
I take it he eluded capture.
And killed two good agents in the process.
I signed off on the raid myself.
Their deaths are on me.
And since then I've had dreams about taking Savina into custody.
If he's in Virginia, I want to use every resource...
[zapping][Parker sighs] Go ahead.
And it--[zapping] [grunts] Okay, I've got a stiff neck.
McGee swore that this muscle stimulator would work magic, but in reality it's...
It's suboptimal.
[scoffs] Sub-suboptimal.
[chuckles] You know, back in my boxing days, all I needed was, what, five minutes in a tub of ice and I felt like a million bucks.
But then again, I was 25 years old.Yeah, yeah.
I don't think a tub of ice is gonna help either one of us right now.[chuckles] I mean, look at us.
We're the walking wounded.
Slightly different.
You were shot in the back, and, uh, I was taking a shot in pickup hoops.
Good point.
[knock on door]Yeah?
Just got of the phone with the FAA.
They're investigating a foreign aircraft that made an unauthorized landing two days ago.
You thinking it's Savina's?
I'm thinking it's suspicious.
Luxury private jet, tail number bounced back unidentified.
Where did it land?
Private airstrip 50 miles south of here.
McGee and Torres are on their way now.
McGEE: Look at that beauty.
That is a Pilatus PC-12 NGX.
Tim, have you ever thought about becoming a pilot?
Well, I'll keep my feet on the ground for now, but I'll tell you what.
If I ever buy one, that's it.
It ain't for sale.
NCIS.
Special Agent Torres, Special Agent McGee.
Jim.
Jim?
Just Jim.
Okay, Just Jim, we're actually not here about the Pilatus.
More interested in the Gulfstream G700.
I already talked to the guys at the FAA.
Well, we came all the way up here.
Why not talk to the NCIS guys, too?
There's nothing to talk about.
Two days ago I'm pressure-washing the tarmac when the G700 comes in; it does a touch-and-go.
That means it comes in and it...
Landed, took off without stopping.
Do you know where it came from?No.
I don't know where it went, either.
Sorry you boys wasted a trip.
This guy...
Hey, hey, hey, that's, uh...
Your flight log?
All incoming and outgoing flights, yeah?
Hey, how much fuel does this truck hold?
About 8,000 gallons.
8,000 gallons.
The gauge says it's empty, but the sticker says it was filled three days ago.
Been a lot of air traffic lately.
No, not according to this.
No, it's been pretty slow the last three days.
Where did the fuel go, Just Jim?
Agent McGee, is the missing fuel enough to fill up a Gulfstream?
Why, yes it is, Agent Torres.
Oh.See, the aircraft holds 7,000 gallons.
So let's try this again, Just Jim.
And all you got to do is nod this time, all right?
That G700 landed, parked and refueled, yes?
And when it was being refueled, passengers got off that plane, right?
Was he a passenger?
They brought him off in a wheelchair.
Who's "they"?
There was five men, they had guns, and they all drove off in a black SUV.
They said that they would kill me if I talked.
So please, don't tell anyone.
Well, how can we tell anyone?
We don't even know your last name.
Hey, any luck tracking Savina's SUV?
Well, I put out a BOLO, but I doubt we'll get any hits.
Black SUVs are everywhere.
This one is personal for Vance, so I just want to look under every rock.
Oh, well, I found a rock.
Don't know what's under it yet, but this is Dr.
Harper's appointment calendar.
Notice anything missing?
Uh, appointments?
Exactly.
No surgeries.
Not even a consult in the past four months.
Odd, for a world-renowned surgeon.
In fact, there are only two things on his entire calendar.
The weekly classes that he teaches, and this. "
Meeting with Carrie."
Who's Carrie?
I don't know, but they've been meeting twice a week for months.
Couldn't find Carrie's last name or a telephone number, but I did find a video link in the calendar event.
They met virtually?
Seems so.
And lucky for us, the next meeting starts in eight minutes.
Care to join me in MTAC?
[sighs] Only if you walk slow.
PARKER: Hello.
Carrie?
Oh, oops, I think I clicked on the wrong link.
No, no, you didn't.
You're here for your meeting with Dr.
Erik Harper?
Who are you?
Carrie, I'm Special Agent Parker, and this is Special Agent Knight, NCIS.
We were wondering what your meetings with Dr.
Harper were about.
Even if I wanted to tell you, which I don't, our meetings are protected by doctor/patient confidentiality.
Actually, you're free to talk to us if you want.
HIPPA laws apply only to the doctor, not the patient.
I am a doctor.
Ah.
So Dr.
Harper was a patient of yours, not the other way around?
Wasa patient?
Um...
[grunts] I'm sorry to inform you that Dr.
Harper was murdered two days ago.
Oh, my Lord.
What happened?
We're investigating that now, which is why we'd like to know the nature of your meetings.
Oh, of course, um...
I'm Dr.
Carrie Moran.
I'm a physiatrist.
Like a physical therapist?
With an M.D., yes.
Dr.
Harper came to me privately to ask for help rehabbing a condition he developed.
What condition?
He had a tremor in his hands.
It's totally manageable for most people, but for him, it threatened his career.
Well that explains why he stopped performing surgeries.
How was the rehab going?
Slow.
His tremor wasn't going away.
What would have happened had he attempted surgery in his condition?
Let me put it this way.
I wouldn't trust him to cut my steak.
A hand tremor?
I take it you didn't know about it?
Or maybe you didknow about it.
I knew he was struggling with...
something.
Why didn't you mention that before?
I didn't know what it was, and I didn't push him for details.
When he decided to step back from surgeries to become a full-time instructor, I figured he was burned out.
I had no idea he had a tremor.
What would have happened if he was forced to operate on Savina?
Nothing good.
A heart surgery conducted by trembling hands would end in a bloodbath.
So, Savina could have been the first patient that Dr.
Harper lost?
That depends when he stopped cutting.
Well, if he stopped cutting in time, that means Savina's alive.MAN: Here for the pickup.
[sighs] Our weekly biowaste pickup.
I got to sign for that.
Excuse me.
[sighs] No problem.
I got to call my office anyway.
Hey!
What do you--?
Help!
[man shushing]Help!
Help me![clattering] Listen.Get off of me.
Ow!
Listen.
Listen!Get off of me.
Our boss is sick.
We're not going to hurt you.
We need your help.
We need you to make him better.
You're the people who took Dr.
Harper.
And we're taking you, too.
Stop!
You need to take me, too.
[speaking Spanish] Wait!
Wait, wait, wait.
Dr.
Logan can't do surgery without me.
If you kill me, your boss dies, too.
He's right.
We work as a team.
Who are you?
Doctor...
Emmett Trowbridge.
Bring him, too.
Dr.
Logan?
Parker?
There's been a struggle.
Look at this.
KNIGHT: Hey.
You guys get the same emergency text from Parker?
Yeah.
We pinged his phone to this location.
Well, his sedan's out in the parking lot.
Yeah, but Parker's not here and neither is Dr.
Logan.
I'll try him again.
[phone ringing nearby] Why'd he leave his phone like that?
Because he was recording something.
It's been running for 47 minutes.
Play that back from the beginning.
KNIGHT: A kidnapping.
Those have to be Savina's guys.
I don't understand why Parker recorded this.
Why didn't he stop the kidnapping?
[chatter over video] Because he was outgunned.
[chatter continues] He posed as a doctor to get himself kidnapped.
McGEE: I'm not sure I like that plan.
Then you're definitely not gonna like this.
PARKER: You all right?
No, I'm not all right.
It's okay to be scared.
I'm not scared.
Okay, I'm a little scared.
And a little pissed off.
Next time I scream for help, bring a gun, not a stethoscope.
In case you hadn't noticed, there are three of them and one of me.
So if I came out shooting, guess who gets caught in the cross fire?
So, you decided to play doctor?
[sighs] I was outmanned and outgunned, and I needed to outsmart them.
Ah, yes.
This was very smart.
Hey.
They're about to deliver a federal agent to Savina's hideout.
To perform heart surgery.
I don't suppose you have any kind of medical training?
No.
But I watch Grey's Anatomy.
And Spies Like Us, apparently...
Dr.
Trowbridge.
Oh, you recognized that reference?
It's from a movie where two men pretend to be doctors.Don't worry.
My medical prowess-- or lack thereof-- won't be an issue.
My team will rescue us before I have to pick up a scalpel.
[groans] GUNMAN: El Viento'smedical file.
Study it.
Thank you, sir.
Call me back as soon as you know.
Kase, did you ID our kidnappers?
The one holding Dr.
Logan is Miguel Ortega, Savina's head of security.
And the other two?Oh.
Don't know, but I'm about to get something better than their names-- their location.
How do you get that from a video?
Check out the logo on their uniforms.
Jolly Medi-Waste.That's a real company.
Dr.
Logan's lab uses them for their hazardous waste disposal.
So they stole the uniforms to get in and out of the lab unnoticed.
Not just the uniforms.
The van, too.
I took this image from a traffic camera.
It's one block from Dr.
Logan's lab, seven minutes after Parker's distress text.
So, Parker and Dr.
Logan could be in that van?
Well, I just spoke to Mr.
Jolly--Wait.
That's his actual name?
Apparently it's French.
He's got 12 vans on route today.
He contacted all the drivers but one.
That driver's not responding.
Do we have a location?Well, all his vans are equipped with GPS.
He's calling me back as soon as he has a location, which is any sec-- Hello?[phone rings] Monsieur Jolly's coming in clutch.
We got a location.
So...[grunts] Will you be able to save Savina's life?
I don't know.
Probably not.
The tumor's that bad?
Under normal conditions, I could probably remove it.
But I have no idea what we're walking into here.
Dr.
Harper couldn't even do it.
Yeah.
Because of his tremor.
Or maybe because he was working at gunpoint, without his surgical team, in a homemade OR.
Truth is, I've never worked on a tumor this large without Erik at my side.Hey.
You're gonna be great.
You know how I know that?
Because I read that article in the medical journal.
And there was a lot of jargon that I didn't understand, but one thing was clear.
Dr.
Harper believed in you.
And so do I.
They're going to kill us, aren't they?
They can't.
As long as we're performing surgery, we're safe.
What about after?There won't be after.
My team will find us before we finish.
Why do you keeping saying "we"?
Anyone in that OR will know in five seconds that you're a fraud.
Yeah.
I've been thinking about that and I have a plan.
Once we begin, whatever procedure you do, just...
announce it to everyone.
And then I'll say, "I concur."
That's your big plan?
You concur?
It worked for Leo in Catch Me If You Can.
That's another movie!
But it was based on a true story.
Let me explain something.
This procedure normally requires two surgeons working together.
So if we do this, you won't be faking it.
You'll actually have your hands on another man's beating heart.
You ready for that?
No.
I'm not ready.
But this is happening, whether we like it or not.
So, yeah, as dumb as it sounds, I'm at least ready to try.
I guess we'll try together.
This is probably not a good time to mention this, but, um...
...I have a slight fear of needles.
Please let your team find us.
Oh...
Ow.
That's got to be them.Yeah.
Let's do this.
[horn honking] NCIS!
Out of the vehicle.
Parker!
McGee, unlock the back doors.
It's empty.
Where are they?Who?
Where are they?
I swear, I don't know what you're talking about.
He's not one of the kidnappers.
Doesn't mean he's not working with them.
Why didn't you answer the radio when your boss called?
I-I didn't know he called.
I listen to my music really loud.
It's the wrong van.
[speaking Spanish] [continues in Spanish] Okay, we're here.
It's showtime, Doctor.
[sighs] You got any pointers?
Pointers?
On how to be a heart surgeon?
I don't know.
Um, advice, then?
[scoffs] Since you're clearly not capable, try to be convincing.
Act the part.
Be arrogant and condescending.
Surgeon Attitude 101.
Got it.And one more thing.
Whatever you do, make sure you never, ever-- We're here.
Let's go.
[groans] El Vientolives...
or you die.
[speaking Spanish] It's my wife.
She's nervous, as you can imagine.
Especially after what your partner did to me, Dr.
Logan.
Yes.
That was...
unfortunate.
Unfortunate for him.
You don't have a tremor, do you?
I do not.
It says here Dr.
Harper taught you everything he knows.
You think you're as good as he was?
For your sake, I hope I'm better.
As for you...
Dr.
Trowbridge, is it?
The article doesn't mention you at all.
Neither does the Internet, which I find distressing.
So my question is...
Who are you?
I have an M.D.
from Harvard, I am board-certified in cardiothoracic medicine and trauma surgery.
I have been awarded citations-- This isn't a job interview, Savina.
Dr.
Trowbridge is here to help remove the cardiac paraganglioma from your atrial wall.
Or if you prefer, you can take your chances with only one surgeon.
And we know how that worked out last time.
Okay, Dr.
Logan.
You win.
I hope you'll find everything you need.
We modeled it after the OR at your hospital.
It's strikingly similar.
Except for the guns.
I'm sorry these aren't ideal working conditions.
Well, you're not my ideal patient.
Be that as it may, my life is in your hands.
And your life is in mine.
What the hell happened with the van?
It was a mix-up.
Parker and Dr.
Logan were not inside.
So where are they?
We're working on that now.
Come on, people, we have an unarmed agent who's a hostage of Carlos Savina.Okay.
I will not allow history to repeat itself.
What do we got?
Savina's operating room.
Talk to me.Well, we know he had to build it from scratch.
Surgical tools, equipment, everything.
I just got off the phone with a medical supply company who said they sold a heart-lung machine six days ago.
And delivered it where?
Buyer picked it up himself.
We're just waiting on surveillance footage to see which vehicle he was using.
Well, we need a lead, we need a lead right now.
Great, thanks.
Well, I've got one right now.
Remote ORs, they have to be sterile.
Hermetically sealed walls, plexiglass chambers.
Now, Savina's men, they couldn't build one themselves.
Which means they had to hire professionals to build it.
Exactly.
Company I just got off the phone with built this clean room one week ago.
Location.
Closed-down aerospace factory in Thornburg.
Thornburg?
That's only a few miles from where Dr.
Harper's body was found.
Go.
[buzzing] LOGAN: Dr.
Trowbridge, please pass me the rib spreaders.
The...
rib spreaders?
The rib spreaders, Doctor.
I need your help on this one.
Can you give us space?
We're about to open your boss's chest, and that gun isn't sterile.
You've got an "M.D.
from Harvard," remember?
Bold choice to steal Alec Baldwin's speech from Malice.
You watch too many movies.Look who's talking.
Travolta.
That's another classic.
Please stop.
Everything okay?
LOGAN: Everything's fine.
We're about to ratchet open his ribs so we can work on his heart.
Ready, Doctor?
Of course, Doctor.
[groans softly] LOGAN: That's enough.
Now, I'm going to attach the cannula to his aorta.
I concur.
What's she doing, Doctor?
Uh, Dr.
Logan is connecting-- I mean, reconnecting the, uh-- disconnecting the, uh, cerebral cordial sequence.
And where exactly is--Quiet!
She needs to concentrate!
No!
Ow!
[groans] Back to work, Doctor.
I'm sorry.
I can't.
You don't have a choice.
Look at my wrist.
You broke it.
[groans] Looks like you've been promoted.
[speaking Spanish over radio] Drop the radio.
Drop the gun.
[gun clatters] Where's the key to the door?
[gunshot] Against the wall.
You all right?
Yeah.
Thanks, McGee.
Found it.
LOGAN: Okay, the cross clamp is on the aorta.
Now I want you to very carefully take the cross clamp and squeeze.
Now?
Now would be good.
[Parker grunts softly] Good.
Just like that.
[exhales]You okay?
Yep.
It might help if you look at what you're doing.
No.
Oh.
I forgot about your neck.
My neck is the least of my problems right now.
You're doing good.
But under no circumstances can you let go of the cross clamp.
Understood.
Never letting go.
LOGAN: Okay, everyone.
Now that he's hooked into the cardiopulmonary bypass machine, I'm injecting potassium solution in order to stop his heart.
This is necessary to save him.
Do you concur, Dr.
Trowbridge?
Uh-huh.
[gunfire] What's happening?
The good guys are here.
[exclaims] No, no.
Don't run, don't run.
But we'll be killed.
No one here wants us dead.
Miguel!
Stop!
Drop your weapon.
I said drop it.
Or I'll shoot you.
You shoot me, and I'll shoot her.
You shoot her, Savina dies.
MIGUEL: Wrong!
I'll still have one doctor left.
[grunts] [Miguel groans] Well, Doctor, should we close him up?
[exhales softly] Dr.
Trowbridge.How you feeling?
Alive.
Thanks to you.
Actually, it's thanks to Dr.
Logan.
She and her team removed your tumor, and then transported you here to the Medical Center.
SAVINA: Huh?
What's going on?
I'll let your visitor explain everything.
Well...
sometimes dreams do come true.
Carlos Savina.
You son of a bitch.
You're under arrest.
Parker.
How you holding up?
Good, good, thanks to you.
I'm just about to check on Dr.
Logan.
How's she doing?
She has a distal radius fracture.
She's recovering from wrist surgery.
Oh.
Did you perform it?
I observed.
She's got some rehab ahead of her, but I already set it up with Carrie, the physiatrist.
She'll make a full recovery.
Yeah, I heard Savina's gonna make a full recovery, too.
Did you actually perform surgery on him?
Dr.
Logan did most of the heavy lifting.
Eh, you probably should've just killed him when you had the chance.
Hey, hey, Jess.
We're doctors, not God.
The Hippocratic Oath says, "First do no harm."
But that's something you might not understand until you...
put on the scrubs and hold a beating heart in your hands.
Go right in, Doctor.Thank you, Doctor.
Dr.
Trowbridge.
Dr.
Logan.
How you feeling?
I could be better.
But I could be worse.
I know what you mean.
This is Special Agent Knight.
Parker tells me you were very brave.
Well, I had a good partner.
Mm.
And how is he as a doctor?
Useless.[laughs] But he's one hell of an agent.
Glad you got over your fear of needles.
Uh, no.
No, I didn't.
I'm gonna be having nightmares for months.
I don't suppose that you have a prescription for that, Dr.
Logan?
Please, after everything we've been through, you can call me Clara.
Heart disease?
Overdose.
Cocaine.
Let's get two large-bore IVs going.
All right, Doctor.
It's all yours.
Okay, Doctors, it's your time to shine.
Let's get Sleeping Beauty stabilized.
Checking her vitals.
Checking EKG.
Pulse 150, BP 180/100.
Heartbeat's rapid and climbing.
We got to bring that down.
I'm advising five milligrams of metoprolol.
[monitor flatlining] Great work, Doctors.
You just killed your patient.
You killed me?
Again?!
[sighs] Come on, guys, we've been over this.
Beta blockers are contraindicated in cocaine-induced heart attacks.
Sorry, Dr.
Logan."Sorry" doesn't cut it if you kill a real patient.
And Sleeping Beauty-- really?
I was riffing.
What do you prefer?
I'd prefer if our residents didn't fail their medical simulation.
Agreed.
Which is why we're staying here till we get this right.
Learning takes time.
You'll get this.
Study up and we'll go again in 30.
I'll go buy us some dinner.
Both residents seemed overwhelmed, but I'm confident I can teach them.
It's just a matter of time.
Dr.
Harper?
Oh, hey.
Fellas, I...
Whoa, whoa, take it easy.
Fellas.
I've only got 20 bucks on me.
GUNMAN: We don't want your money.
We want you.
♪ Morning.
Hey.
Morning.
Is the Wi-Fi down?
No.
Why?
Well, you're reading a newspaper.
Oh, yeah.
No, I get the paper delivered every morning.
Mm.
That's so analog of you.
Well, you know, I'm trying to cut down on my screen time a little.
Plus, there's something kind of nostalgic about holding a newspaper.
Mm, I used to love Peanuts.
Back page if you want 'em.
Mm-hmm.Heads up.
[groans]Air ball.
Torres gets his own rebound.
I was on fire this morning.
What, you were practicing?
Yeah, uh, Parker and I have a big game on Saturday.
You and Parker play basketball?
Oh, yeah, two on two at our gym.
Don't let his silver locks fool you, the man is a beast on the court.
Last night, ten seconds left, tied game, crowd going wild...
You had a crowd at your gym?
Uh, people on the treadmill.
But anyways, I'm driving the ball and I pass it to Parker and I come...
and he's like, baby hook and...
Wait, that's got to be the wind, right?
Is, uh, is the A/C on?
Did Parker make the shot?Oh, yeah.
He nailed it.
Like, he's got this baby hook that's just money.
Mm-hmm.Yeah, we're going to league finals, and we're the runaway favorites.
PARKER: Ah.
Ooh, uh, sure about that?
Baby Hook, what's wrong?
[exhales] Uh, just a stiff neck.
No big deal.
Uh, it looks like a pretty big deal.
[grunts] Uh, you know, Parker, my grandma used to swear by this herbal ointment and I think I have some.McGEE: Yeah, I have an electronic muscle stimulator.
You should try it.
Thanks, really, but, ah...
I'm good.
No, we're not good.
Dude, we have a big game on Saturday.
Let me fix you up.
I'll give you my patented bear-hug back crack.
Back off.
Nobody's touching me except my chiropractor.
Then let's make that appointment, baby.
She's off today.
I made an appointment for tomorrow.
I'll be good on game day.
For now, I just got to stay still [phone chimes]and...
[sighs] [groaning] [grunts] All right, we got a dead Navy commander found on the side of the road near Woodford.
I'll bring the ointment.
Baby hook.
Okay, victim ID'd as Commander Erik Harper, heart surgeon stationed at Navy Medical Center Portsmouth.
We're a long way from Portsmouth.
Well, he was on duty last night.
Went to dinner, never came back.
Because he was kidnapped.
Just got the footage from the hospital.
[phone beeps] Hold it higher.
Higher.
Any shot of the license plate?
The van didn't have one.
Van didn't leave any tire tracks, either.
No shell casings, no weapons.
No evidence left behind.
These guys are pros.
But why kidnap someone and drive them 200 miles if you're gonna kill them anyway?
Torres, you and Knight canvass the area for witnesses.McGee.
BOLO on the van.
Yep.
Jimmy!
Talk to me.
Well, cause of death is rather obvious.
Single gunshot wound to the back of the head.
Rigor tells me that he died between 4:00 and 6:00 a.m.
Uh, but come on down here.
I need to show you something.
I don't suppose you could come up here?
Uh...
with the body?
[exhales] [grunts]Hey, are you okay?
Stiff neck.
I'll be fine.
And, uh, no, I'm not looking for any cure-alls.
Say no more.
I totally get it.
You should really try acupuncture.
I'm not a huge fan of needles.
Oh, that's right, trypanophobia.
Totally forgot.
I never told you about that.
No, but you always get squeamish in autopsy when I jam that big old horse syringe into the femoral artery...
Okay, okay.
Enough.
Right, sorry.
Just take a look at this.
[grunts] The victim was shot in the back of the head and yet there's blood all over the front of his scrubs.
Spatter, maybe?
No, I don't think so.
No, there's no exit wound here.
Yeah, I think this blood came from another person.
Huh.
Could be his killer's.
Let's get a sample to Kasie ASAP.
KASIE: Jimmy was right.
The blood on Dr.
Harper's pants isn't his.
So, whose is it?Not sure.
Whoever's it is isn't in the system.
But I ran a tox screen and found something weird.
A barbiturate called methohexital.
Never heard of it.It's an anesthetic.
The kind used for surgery.
I think the mystery blood could be from a patient.
Dr.
Harper didn't perform any surgeries before he was kidnapped.
But what about after?
Wait, he was abducted and then forced to operate?
He came in contact with someone who was sedated and bleeding heavily.
That sounds like surgery to me.
So, even after being kidnapped, he was trying to save someone's life?
Yeah.
And, apparently, he was killed for it.
McGEE: Our working theory is that our suspect kidnapped Dr.
Harper, forced him to operate and then killed him.
Why not just make an appointment?
Maybe they couldn't pay for it.
Or they didn't want to wait.
Or maybe it's someone that can't show their face in the U.S., like Putin or Kim Jong Un?
I'm pretty sure they have their own skilled surgeons.
Yeah, but maybe not skilled enough, though.
According to this journal, Dr.
Harper is the best cardiothoracic surgeon in the world.
And he specializes in rare tumors.
Maybe our suspect has one.
Well, if so, that would narrow down our list.
What list?
We don't have the access to private medical records.
Yeah, it's not like there's there's a most wanted wall of homicidal maniacs with heart tumors.
All right, we don't know who.
So, do we know where the surgery took place?
Not in a hospital.
I called every medical facility in Virginia and none reported secret overnight surgeries.
Well, what about her?
She might know something.
McGEE: That's his partner, Dr.
Clara Logan.
I've already asked her to come in.
She...
What is that smell?
Yeah, I noticed that, too.I don't smell anything.
[inhales sharply] You used my ointment.
Okay, okay, fine.
I did, but you didn't warn me I was gonna smell like a Christmas tree.
Small price to pay to fix your neck.
Does it look like it fixed my neck?
Well, it just takes some time to kick in.
Rub some more on.No.
More is not the answer.
What about the BOLO on the kidnapper's van?
Portsmouth police found it a few blocks from the hospital.
Kasie is processing it now.
Good.
Why didn't you just lead with that?
Because it was burnt to a crisp.
The kidnappers torched it, and we didn't think anybody would be able to find DNA on it after that.
Well, Kasie's not just anybody.
If there's DNA, she'll find it.
Ah.
Rosie the Riveter.
Love it.
I can do it.
[chuckles] Usually, yeah, but this van looks pretty toasted.
Did you find anything useful?
Well, not unless Dr.
Harper was kidnapped by a horse, a pumpkin or a baby.
Sounds like the start of a bad joke.
Oh, it might be funny if it weren't so annoying.
Besides the horse hair, pumpkin seeds and pacifier, I also found a bunch of buttons, a bonsai tree...So they just loaded the van with a bunch of random crap to confuse us?
Probably hoping that we'd be chasing false leads for months.
Pretty smart, actually.
Yeah.
Oh.
Looks like Dr.
Harper was smarter, though.
Look at what I just found in the seat crack.
Is that a mini digital recorder?
The kind doctors use for dictation.
Huh.
How do you know it's our victim's and not just more random crap?
Ooh, because it's monogrammed "E.H."
Ah.
Erik Harper.
Mm-hmm.He must have stashed it in the seat.
I'm hoping he used it to record his kidnappers.
Of course.
The fire melted it.
Can you unmelt it?
I can do it.
I first met Erik in Indonesia.
We were on a mission with the Navy Medical Corps to help victims of the 2004 tsunami, when a mom brought in her infant son with an atrial septal defect.
Erik worked through the night to save his life.
Now that kid is 19 years old and Erik just wrote him a recommendation for Georgetown.
[sniffles] Sounds like a great man.
He was.What exactly is your field of expertise?
We remove cardio paragangliomas, which are very rare heart tumors.
Yeah, the article mentioned that you and Dr.
Harper never lost a patient.
Thankfully, no.
Could Dr.
Harper have performed heart surgery outside of a hospital?
You think that's why he was kidnapped?
To perform surgery?
Well, someone would have to build a state-of-the-art OR.
Then there's the machines, surgical tools, nurses, med techs.
But it is possible, yes?
If anybody could pull it off, it would have been Erik.
That heart surgery on that boy in Indonesia.
It was in a tent.
Wow.
Thank you for your time, Dr.
Logan.
[pained grunts] Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
PARKER: Oh...
this is not good.
So, what happened?
It was like a jolt of electricity to my neck.
Maybe something's pushing on the nerve.
You really think this is gonna help?
In theory, it should reduce the compression between your spinal discs.
Okay, I'm bringing you up.
Here we go.
Oh, yeah.
[both grunt] [chuckles] Why do you have an inversion table?
Oh, for my circulation.
A hang a day keeps the cold hands away.
Here.
Feel.
Toasty.Well...
how do you feel?
[grunts] Taller, but still in pain.
Because you won't try my bear hug.
You hang upside down and use stinky cream, but you say no to my back crack?
Easy, Nick.
Your hug could put a man in traction.
Besides, we don't have time.
I managed to salvage the audio file from the doctor's mini recorder.
He left it recording when he was abducted, so we hear the kidnappers.
Problem is, they're speaking Spanish.
Would you translate?
Right on.Okay.
[man on recording speaking Spanish] Hear anything useful?Not unless you like soccer.
They're just talking about the next big game.
I do know that accent.
I grew up with it.
Colombians?
Are you sure?
Yes.
They're talking about Los Cafeteros.
Los Cafeterosis the Colombian national team.
[man continues in Spanish] Hold up, hold up.[recording clicks off] Did that guy say, "El Viento"?
Yep.What's El Viento?
El Viento'snot a what, it's a who.
It's a nickname for Carlos Savina.
He's the head of the Cali Cartel.
El Vientomeans "the wind."
He was given that name because he's never been captured.
You think he'd risk his freedom to come to the States for surgery?If he thought it was the only way to save his life?
Yes.
And he's one of the few people with the resources to pull it off.
He's powerful, he's rich.
And he's ruthless enough to kill the doctor that saved his own life.
Well, maybe Savina died in surgery, and that's why his guys killed Dr.
Harper.
Dr.
Harper never lost a patient.
So let's assume that Savina is still alive until we find his cold, dead body.
If he's alive, Savina would need at least three days' worth of recovery before he could be moved.
Which means this could be our one shot to take him down.
Yeah.
[pained groan] All we gotta do is find him.
Carlos Savina?
Are you absolutely sure he was Dr.
Harper's mystery patient?
Kasie confirmed it through Colombia's DNA database.
The CIA never received intel that Savina had a heart tumor.
Neither did the Colombians.
Not something the head of the largest drug cartel in South America would want advertised.
Because his rivals would seize the opportunity to take over his empire.
We're trying to figure out how Savina entered the States.
Well, I'm more concerned about preventing him from leaving.
NCIS went after Savina?
Yeah.
Joint op with the DEA.
Savina was using maritime routes to transport his product, so we got involved.
I take it he eluded capture.
And killed two good agents in the process.
I signed off on the raid myself.
Their deaths are on me.
And since then I've had dreams about taking Savina into custody.
If he's in Virginia, I want to use every resource...
[zapping][Parker sighs] Go ahead.
And it--[zapping] [grunts] Okay, I've got a stiff neck.
McGee swore that this muscle stimulator would work magic, but in reality it's...
It's suboptimal.
[scoffs] Sub-suboptimal.
[chuckles] You know, back in my boxing days, all I needed was, what, five minutes in a tub of ice and I felt like a million bucks.
But then again, I was 25 years old.Yeah, yeah.
I don't think a tub of ice is gonna help either one of us right now.[chuckles] I mean, look at us.
We're the walking wounded.
Slightly different.
You were shot in the back, and, uh, I was taking a shot in pickup hoops.
Good point.
[knock on door]Yeah?
Just got of the phone with the FAA.
They're investigating a foreign aircraft that made an unauthorized landing two days ago.
You thinking it's Savina's?
I'm thinking it's suspicious.
Luxury private jet, tail number bounced back unidentified.
Where did it land?
Private airstrip 50 miles south of here.
McGee and Torres are on their way now.
McGEE: Look at that beauty.
That is a Pilatus PC-12 NGX.
Tim, have you ever thought about becoming a pilot?
Well, I'll keep my feet on the ground for now, but I'll tell you what.
If I ever buy one, that's it.
It ain't for sale.
NCIS.
Special Agent Torres, Special Agent McGee.
Jim.
Jim?
Just Jim.
Okay, Just Jim, we're actually not here about the Pilatus.
More interested in the Gulfstream G700.
I already talked to the guys at the FAA.
Well, we came all the way up here.
Why not talk to the NCIS guys, too?
There's nothing to talk about.
Two days ago I'm pressure-washing the tarmac when the G700 comes in; it does a touch-and-go.
That means it comes in and it...
Landed, took off without stopping.
Do you know where it came from?No.
I don't know where it went, either.
Sorry you boys wasted a trip.
This guy...
Hey, hey, hey, that's, uh...
Your flight log?
All incoming and outgoing flights, yeah?
Hey, how much fuel does this truck hold?
About 8,000 gallons.
8,000 gallons.
The gauge says it's empty, but the sticker says it was filled three days ago.
Been a lot of air traffic lately.
No, not according to this.
No, it's been pretty slow the last three days.
Where did the fuel go, Just Jim?
Agent McGee, is the missing fuel enough to fill up a Gulfstream?
Why, yes it is, Agent Torres.
Oh.See, the aircraft holds 7,000 gallons.
So let's try this again, Just Jim.
And all you got to do is nod this time, all right?
That G700 landed, parked and refueled, yes?
And when it was being refueled, passengers got off that plane, right?
Was he a passenger?
They brought him off in a wheelchair.
Who's "they"?
There was five men, they had guns, and they all drove off in a black SUV.
They said that they would kill me if I talked.
So please, don't tell anyone.
Well, how can we tell anyone?
We don't even know your last name.
Hey, any luck tracking Savina's SUV?
Well, I put out a BOLO, but I doubt we'll get any hits.
Black SUVs are everywhere.
This one is personal for Vance, so I just want to look under every rock.
Oh, well, I found a rock.
Don't know what's under it yet, but this is Dr.
Harper's appointment calendar.
Notice anything missing?
Uh, appointments?
Exactly.
No surgeries.
Not even a consult in the past four months.
Odd, for a world-renowned surgeon.
In fact, there are only two things on his entire calendar.
The weekly classes that he teaches, and this. "
Meeting with Carrie."
Who's Carrie?
I don't know, but they've been meeting twice a week for months.
Couldn't find Carrie's last name or a telephone number, but I did find a video link in the calendar event.
They met virtually?
Seems so.
And lucky for us, the next meeting starts in eight minutes.
Care to join me in MTAC?
[sighs] Only if you walk slow.
PARKER: Hello.
Carrie?
Oh, oops, I think I clicked on the wrong link.
No, no, you didn't.
You're here for your meeting with Dr.
Erik Harper?
Who are you?
Carrie, I'm Special Agent Parker, and this is Special Agent Knight, NCIS.
We were wondering what your meetings with Dr.
Harper were about.
Even if I wanted to tell you, which I don't, our meetings are protected by doctor/patient confidentiality.
Actually, you're free to talk to us if you want.
HIPPA laws apply only to the doctor, not the patient.
I am a doctor.
Ah.
So Dr.
Harper was a patient of yours, not the other way around?
Wasa patient?
Um...
[grunts] I'm sorry to inform you that Dr.
Harper was murdered two days ago.
Oh, my Lord.
What happened?
We're investigating that now, which is why we'd like to know the nature of your meetings.
Oh, of course, um...
I'm Dr.
Carrie Moran.
I'm a physiatrist.
Like a physical therapist?
With an M.D., yes.
Dr.
Harper came to me privately to ask for help rehabbing a condition he developed.
What condition?
He had a tremor in his hands.
It's totally manageable for most people, but for him, it threatened his career.
Well that explains why he stopped performing surgeries.
How was the rehab going?
Slow.
His tremor wasn't going away.
What would have happened had he attempted surgery in his condition?
Let me put it this way.
I wouldn't trust him to cut my steak.
A hand tremor?
I take it you didn't know about it?
Or maybe you didknow about it.
I knew he was struggling with...
something.
Why didn't you mention that before?
I didn't know what it was, and I didn't push him for details.
When he decided to step back from surgeries to become a full-time instructor, I figured he was burned out.
I had no idea he had a tremor.
What would have happened if he was forced to operate on Savina?
Nothing good.
A heart surgery conducted by trembling hands would end in a bloodbath.
So, Savina could have been the first patient that Dr.
Harper lost?
That depends when he stopped cutting.
Well, if he stopped cutting in time, that means Savina's alive.MAN: Here for the pickup.
[sighs] Our weekly biowaste pickup.
I got to sign for that.
Excuse me.
[sighs] No problem.
I got to call my office anyway.
Hey!
What do you--?
Help!
[man shushing]Help!
Help me![clattering] Listen.Get off of me.
Ow!
Listen.
Listen!Get off of me.
Our boss is sick.
We're not going to hurt you.
We need your help.
We need you to make him better.
You're the people who took Dr.
Harper.
And we're taking you, too.
Stop!
You need to take me, too.
[speaking Spanish] Wait!
Wait, wait, wait.
Dr.
Logan can't do surgery without me.
If you kill me, your boss dies, too.
He's right.
We work as a team.
Who are you?
Doctor...
Emmett Trowbridge.
Bring him, too.
Dr.
Logan?
Parker?
There's been a struggle.
Look at this.
KNIGHT: Hey.
You guys get the same emergency text from Parker?
Yeah.
We pinged his phone to this location.
Well, his sedan's out in the parking lot.
Yeah, but Parker's not here and neither is Dr.
Logan.
I'll try him again.
[phone ringing nearby] Why'd he leave his phone like that?
Because he was recording something.
It's been running for 47 minutes.
Play that back from the beginning.
KNIGHT: A kidnapping.
Those have to be Savina's guys.
I don't understand why Parker recorded this.
Why didn't he stop the kidnapping?
[chatter over video] Because he was outgunned.
[chatter continues] He posed as a doctor to get himself kidnapped.
McGEE: I'm not sure I like that plan.
Then you're definitely not gonna like this.
PARKER: You all right?
No, I'm not all right.
It's okay to be scared.
I'm not scared.
Okay, I'm a little scared.
And a little pissed off.
Next time I scream for help, bring a gun, not a stethoscope.
In case you hadn't noticed, there are three of them and one of me.
So if I came out shooting, guess who gets caught in the cross fire?
So, you decided to play doctor?
[sighs] I was outmanned and outgunned, and I needed to outsmart them.
Ah, yes.
This was very smart.
Hey.
They're about to deliver a federal agent to Savina's hideout.
To perform heart surgery.
I don't suppose you have any kind of medical training?
No.
But I watch Grey's Anatomy.
And Spies Like Us, apparently...
Dr.
Trowbridge.
Oh, you recognized that reference?
It's from a movie where two men pretend to be doctors.Don't worry.
My medical prowess-- or lack thereof-- won't be an issue.
My team will rescue us before I have to pick up a scalpel.
[groans] GUNMAN: El Viento'smedical file.
Study it.
Thank you, sir.
Call me back as soon as you know.
Kase, did you ID our kidnappers?
The one holding Dr.
Logan is Miguel Ortega, Savina's head of security.
And the other two?Oh.
Don't know, but I'm about to get something better than their names-- their location.
How do you get that from a video?
Check out the logo on their uniforms.
Jolly Medi-Waste.That's a real company.
Dr.
Logan's lab uses them for their hazardous waste disposal.
So they stole the uniforms to get in and out of the lab unnoticed.
Not just the uniforms.
The van, too.
I took this image from a traffic camera.
It's one block from Dr.
Logan's lab, seven minutes after Parker's distress text.
So, Parker and Dr.
Logan could be in that van?
Well, I just spoke to Mr.
Jolly--Wait.
That's his actual name?
Apparently it's French.
He's got 12 vans on route today.
He contacted all the drivers but one.
That driver's not responding.
Do we have a location?Well, all his vans are equipped with GPS.
He's calling me back as soon as he has a location, which is any sec-- Hello?[phone rings] Monsieur Jolly's coming in clutch.
We got a location.
So...[grunts] Will you be able to save Savina's life?
I don't know.
Probably not.
The tumor's that bad?
Under normal conditions, I could probably remove it.
But I have no idea what we're walking into here.
Dr.
Harper couldn't even do it.
Yeah.
Because of his tremor.
Or maybe because he was working at gunpoint, without his surgical team, in a homemade OR.
Truth is, I've never worked on a tumor this large without Erik at my side.Hey.
You're gonna be great.
You know how I know that?
Because I read that article in the medical journal.
And there was a lot of jargon that I didn't understand, but one thing was clear.
Dr.
Harper believed in you.
And so do I.
They're going to kill us, aren't they?
They can't.
As long as we're performing surgery, we're safe.
What about after?There won't be after.
My team will find us before we finish.
Why do you keeping saying "we"?
Anyone in that OR will know in five seconds that you're a fraud.
Yeah.
I've been thinking about that and I have a plan.
Once we begin, whatever procedure you do, just...
announce it to everyone.
And then I'll say, "I concur."
That's your big plan?
You concur?
It worked for Leo in Catch Me If You Can.
That's another movie!
But it was based on a true story.
Let me explain something.
This procedure normally requires two surgeons working together.
So if we do this, you won't be faking it.
You'll actually have your hands on another man's beating heart.
You ready for that?
No.
I'm not ready.
But this is happening, whether we like it or not.
So, yeah, as dumb as it sounds, I'm at least ready to try.
I guess we'll try together.
This is probably not a good time to mention this, but, um...
...I have a slight fear of needles.
Please let your team find us.
Oh...
Ow.
That's got to be them.Yeah.
Let's do this.
[horn honking] NCIS!
Out of the vehicle.
Parker!
McGee, unlock the back doors.
It's empty.
Where are they?Who?
Where are they?
I swear, I don't know what you're talking about.
He's not one of the kidnappers.
Doesn't mean he's not working with them.
Why didn't you answer the radio when your boss called?
I-I didn't know he called.
I listen to my music really loud.
It's the wrong van.
[speaking Spanish] [continues in Spanish] Okay, we're here.
It's showtime, Doctor.
[sighs] You got any pointers?
Pointers?
On how to be a heart surgeon?
I don't know.
Um, advice, then?
[scoffs] Since you're clearly not capable, try to be convincing.
Act the part.
Be arrogant and condescending.
Surgeon Attitude 101.
Got it.And one more thing.
Whatever you do, make sure you never, ever-- We're here.
Let's go.
[groans] El Vientolives...
or you die.
[speaking Spanish] It's my wife.
She's nervous, as you can imagine.
Especially after what your partner did to me, Dr.
Logan.
Yes.
That was...
unfortunate.
Unfortunate for him.
You don't have a tremor, do you?
I do not.
It says here Dr.
Harper taught you everything he knows.
You think you're as good as he was?
For your sake, I hope I'm better.
As for you...
Dr.
Trowbridge, is it?
The article doesn't mention you at all.
Neither does the Internet, which I find distressing.
So my question is...
Who are you?
I have an M.D.
from Harvard, I am board-certified in cardiothoracic medicine and trauma surgery.
I have been awarded citations-- This isn't a job interview, Savina.
Dr.
Trowbridge is here to help remove the cardiac paraganglioma from your atrial wall.
Or if you prefer, you can take your chances with only one surgeon.
And we know how that worked out last time.
Okay, Dr.
Logan.
You win.
I hope you'll find everything you need.
We modeled it after the OR at your hospital.
It's strikingly similar.
Except for the guns.
I'm sorry these aren't ideal working conditions.
Well, you're not my ideal patient.
Be that as it may, my life is in your hands.
And your life is in mine.
What the hell happened with the van?
It was a mix-up.
Parker and Dr.
Logan were not inside.
So where are they?
We're working on that now.
Come on, people, we have an unarmed agent who's a hostage of Carlos Savina.Okay.
I will not allow history to repeat itself.
What do we got?
Savina's operating room.
Talk to me.Well, we know he had to build it from scratch.
Surgical tools, equipment, everything.
I just got off the phone with a medical supply company who said they sold a heart-lung machine six days ago.
And delivered it where?
Buyer picked it up himself.
We're just waiting on surveillance footage to see which vehicle he was using.
Well, we need a lead, we need a lead right now.
Great, thanks.
Well, I've got one right now.
Remote ORs, they have to be sterile.
Hermetically sealed walls, plexiglass chambers.
Now, Savina's men, they couldn't build one themselves.
Which means they had to hire professionals to build it.
Exactly.
Company I just got off the phone with built this clean room one week ago.
Location.
Closed-down aerospace factory in Thornburg.
Thornburg?
That's only a few miles from where Dr.
Harper's body was found.
Go.
[buzzing] LOGAN: Dr.
Trowbridge, please pass me the rib spreaders.
The...
rib spreaders?
The rib spreaders, Doctor.
I need your help on this one.
Can you give us space?
We're about to open your boss's chest, and that gun isn't sterile.
You've got an "M.D.
from Harvard," remember?
Bold choice to steal Alec Baldwin's speech from Malice.
You watch too many movies.Look who's talking.
Travolta.
That's another classic.
Please stop.
Everything okay?
LOGAN: Everything's fine.
We're about to ratchet open his ribs so we can work on his heart.
Ready, Doctor?
Of course, Doctor.
[groans softly] LOGAN: That's enough.
Now, I'm going to attach the cannula to his aorta.
I concur.
What's she doing, Doctor?
Uh, Dr.
Logan is connecting-- I mean, reconnecting the, uh-- disconnecting the, uh, cerebral cordial sequence.
And where exactly is--Quiet!
She needs to concentrate!
No!
Ow!
[groans] Back to work, Doctor.
I'm sorry.
I can't.
You don't have a choice.
Look at my wrist.
You broke it.
[groans] Looks like you've been promoted.
[speaking Spanish over radio] Drop the radio.
Drop the gun.
[gun clatters] Where's the key to the door?
[gunshot] Against the wall.
You all right?
Yeah.
Thanks, McGee.
Found it.
LOGAN: Okay, the cross clamp is on the aorta.
Now I want you to very carefully take the cross clamp and squeeze.
Now?
Now would be good.
[Parker grunts softly] Good.
Just like that.
[exhales]You okay?
Yep.
It might help if you look at what you're doing.
No.
Oh.
I forgot about your neck.
My neck is the least of my problems right now.
You're doing good.
But under no circumstances can you let go of the cross clamp.
Understood.
Never letting go.
LOGAN: Okay, everyone.
Now that he's hooked into the cardiopulmonary bypass machine, I'm injecting potassium solution in order to stop his heart.
This is necessary to save him.
Do you concur, Dr.
Trowbridge?
Uh-huh.
[gunfire] What's happening?
The good guys are here.
[exclaims] No, no.
Don't run, don't run.
But we'll be killed.
No one here wants us dead.
Miguel!
Stop!
Drop your weapon.
I said drop it.
Or I'll shoot you.
You shoot me, and I'll shoot her.
You shoot her, Savina dies.
MIGUEL: Wrong!
I'll still have one doctor left.
[grunts] [Miguel groans] Well, Doctor, should we close him up?
[exhales softly] Dr.
Trowbridge.How you feeling?
Alive.
Thanks to you.
Actually, it's thanks to Dr.
Logan.
She and her team removed your tumor, and then transported you here to the Medical Center.
SAVINA: Huh?
What's going on?
I'll let your visitor explain everything.
Well...
sometimes dreams do come true.
Carlos Savina.
You son of a bitch.
You're under arrest.
Parker.
How you holding up?
Good, good, thanks to you.
I'm just about to check on Dr.
Logan.
How's she doing?
She has a distal radius fracture.
She's recovering from wrist surgery.
Oh.
Did you perform it?
I observed.
She's got some rehab ahead of her, but I already set it up with Carrie, the physiatrist.
She'll make a full recovery.
Yeah, I heard Savina's gonna make a full recovery, too.
Did you actually perform surgery on him?
Dr.
Logan did most of the heavy lifting.
Eh, you probably should've just killed him when you had the chance.
Hey, hey, Jess.
We're doctors, not God.
The Hippocratic Oath says, "First do no harm."
But that's something you might not understand until you...
put on the scrubs and hold a beating heart in your hands.
Go right in, Doctor.Thank you, Doctor.
Dr.
Trowbridge.
Dr.
Logan.
How you feeling?
I could be better.
But I could be worse.
I know what you mean.
This is Special Agent Knight.
Parker tells me you were very brave.
Well, I had a good partner.
Mm.
And how is he as a doctor?
Useless.[laughs] But he's one hell of an agent.
Glad you got over your fear of needles.
Uh, no.
No, I didn't.
I'm gonna be having nightmares for months.
I don't suppose that you have a prescription for that, Dr.
Logan?
Please, after everything we've been through, you can call me Clara.