When Sam, G and Nicole are walking down the street after visiting the food truck, there is an extra leaning on the wall using his cell phone. Once the trio turns the corner, that same man is in the very next scene looking around. A few seconds later, that same man appears again walking away from the camera
and then turns around, walking towards the camera
5 Reviews
Some genius-level writing makes it to network TV.
joel99441 March 2020
Memorably classic scenes for sure:
Kensi & Deeks try to maintain their composure while interviewing "Carla", a no-nonsense book shop employee with a wonderfully rich view of the world, as she "gives it to them straight" by tossing them curve-ball after curve-ball while answering their questions
NCIS: LA has a real knack for crafting -- and the actors beautifully delivering -- amazing, character-driven scenes amidst generous use of ammunition, explosives, hard core street combat, and of course dream woman, Kensi Blye.
Can't think of any other TV show (ever) that could support such opportunities for creative, free-wheeling interplay. The show is a really unique situation.
Kensi: Hello. I'm Special Agent Kensi Blye, NCIS, and, uh, that there is my partner Detective Marty Deeks, - LAPD.
Deeks: Hey.
Carla: All right. Carla, Stories Books.
Kensi: Nice to meet you.
Kensi: Uh, were you here last night?
Carla: Better believe I was here. Let me tell you, I suffered through every second of it.
Deeks: Mm.
Kensi: Yeah, I'm sure it was quite hard. I'm sorry.
Carla: I told my boss it was a terrible idea. Giving those hacks the stage so that they could vomit noise about their FEELINGS.
Deeks: Yeah, no, Carla, we were actually talking about the murder. The murder must've been very hard for you.
Carla: It wasn't great.
Deeks: Oh
Carla: But you got to understand, I was already in a pretty foul mood by then.
Deeks: Uh-huh. Right. Of course.
Kensi: Um, how would you describe the crowd last night?
Carla: Pretentious hippies with tattoos in languages they don't speak.
Kensi: Mm-hmm. And did anybody stand out to you?
Carla: In that flock of sheep? No.
Deeks: Do you think, uh, any of these sheep poets are the ones that killed, uh, Michael Carpenter?
Carla: A big "A no". And these guys weren't poets. Let me put it to you straight, they didn't have an original thought to save them, or the cojones to take someone's life.
Deeks: No cojones.
Kensi: And, uh, where were you while this "poetry reading" and the murder were taking place?
Carla: Me?
Kensi: Yeah.
Carla: I spent the night working crowd control ... to keep things at bay.
Deeks: Keeping the hippies at bay, were you? Thought that was necessary?
Carla: You can NEVER. Trust. A hippie.
Deeks: I feel like I should be offended by that, but I'm not. So you got someone that can vouch for you, then, Carla?
Carla: I mean, I wouldn't trust anyone who uses a natural deodorant. But I've got a security tape that'll prove it.
Kensi: Can we see it?
Carla: Mm-hmm.
Deeks: This is gonna be fun. I love her.
Kensi: I don't even .... What is happening?!
Then later, when reviewing the security tape, Deeks draws her out more:
Deeks: So, Carla, just out of curiosity, how many books do you think you read a week?
Carla: I thought this was a criminal investigation. I can't answer a personal question like that.
Deeks: Oh, come on, yes, you can. Just give me a rough estimate. Give me a guesstimate.
Carla: Well, buddy, it depends.
Deeks: Hmm, tell me.
Carla: Four or five a week and I'm feeling pretty good.
Deeks: Okay.
Carla: Allergies are in check, and there's a new John Oliver waiting for me back home. Six or seven, I'm flying. Maybe the Dodgers are on a streak. Maybe the McRib is back. Maybe my estranged daughter has decided to, uh, get back in touch. Hmm. Three or less, and you know my mother-in-law's in town.
Deeks: Wow. You were right. That got very personal very quickly.
Kensi: Yes, it did.
Carla: There. There I am. Holding down the fort. Just like I said.
Kensi: You weren't wrong about the crowd, either.
Carla: Yeah. It was a hotbed of stoners, hippies and CBD enthusiasts. Disgusting.
Deeks: Super lucky that you were there to hold them at bay.
Kensi & Deeks try to maintain their composure while interviewing "Carla", a no-nonsense book shop employee with a wonderfully rich view of the world, as she "gives it to them straight" by tossing them curve-ball after curve-ball while answering their questions
NCIS: LA has a real knack for crafting -- and the actors beautifully delivering -- amazing, character-driven scenes amidst generous use of ammunition, explosives, hard core street combat, and of course dream woman, Kensi Blye.
Can't think of any other TV show (ever) that could support such opportunities for creative, free-wheeling interplay. The show is a really unique situation.
Kensi: Hello. I'm Special Agent Kensi Blye, NCIS, and, uh, that there is my partner Detective Marty Deeks, - LAPD.
Deeks: Hey.
Carla: All right. Carla, Stories Books.
Kensi: Nice to meet you.
Kensi: Uh, were you here last night?
Carla: Better believe I was here. Let me tell you, I suffered through every second of it.
Deeks: Mm.
Kensi: Yeah, I'm sure it was quite hard. I'm sorry.
Carla: I told my boss it was a terrible idea. Giving those hacks the stage so that they could vomit noise about their FEELINGS.
Deeks: Yeah, no, Carla, we were actually talking about the murder. The murder must've been very hard for you.
Carla: It wasn't great.
Deeks: Oh
Carla: But you got to understand, I was already in a pretty foul mood by then.
Deeks: Uh-huh. Right. Of course.
Kensi: Um, how would you describe the crowd last night?
Carla: Pretentious hippies with tattoos in languages they don't speak.
Kensi: Mm-hmm. And did anybody stand out to you?
Carla: In that flock of sheep? No.
Deeks: Do you think, uh, any of these sheep poets are the ones that killed, uh, Michael Carpenter?
Carla: A big "A no". And these guys weren't poets. Let me put it to you straight, they didn't have an original thought to save them, or the cojones to take someone's life.
Deeks: No cojones.
Kensi: And, uh, where were you while this "poetry reading" and the murder were taking place?
Carla: Me?
Kensi: Yeah.
Carla: I spent the night working crowd control ... to keep things at bay.
Deeks: Keeping the hippies at bay, were you? Thought that was necessary?
Carla: You can NEVER. Trust. A hippie.
Deeks: I feel like I should be offended by that, but I'm not. So you got someone that can vouch for you, then, Carla?
Carla: I mean, I wouldn't trust anyone who uses a natural deodorant. But I've got a security tape that'll prove it.
Kensi: Can we see it?
Carla: Mm-hmm.
Deeks: This is gonna be fun. I love her.
Kensi: I don't even .... What is happening?!
Then later, when reviewing the security tape, Deeks draws her out more:
Deeks: So, Carla, just out of curiosity, how many books do you think you read a week?
Carla: I thought this was a criminal investigation. I can't answer a personal question like that.
Deeks: Oh, come on, yes, you can. Just give me a rough estimate. Give me a guesstimate.
Carla: Well, buddy, it depends.
Deeks: Hmm, tell me.
Carla: Four or five a week and I'm feeling pretty good.
Deeks: Okay.
Carla: Allergies are in check, and there's a new John Oliver waiting for me back home. Six or seven, I'm flying. Maybe the Dodgers are on a streak. Maybe the McRib is back. Maybe my estranged daughter has decided to, uh, get back in touch. Hmm. Three or less, and you know my mother-in-law's in town.
Deeks: Wow. You were right. That got very personal very quickly.
Kensi: Yes, it did.
Carla: There. There I am. Holding down the fort. Just like I said.
Kensi: You weren't wrong about the crowd, either.
Carla: Yeah. It was a hotbed of stoners, hippies and CBD enthusiasts. Disgusting.
Deeks: Super lucky that you were there to hold them at bay.
Fine episode
tarwaterthomas19 February 2020
Warning: Spoilers
Well, friends and neighbors, it just goes to show that nothing as it seems. We got to find out that Katherine Casillas was on the side of the angels after all, because it was her idea for the Go Go Go search engine website founders to foul it all up before the Chinese consortium (the very same bunch of Chinamen who kidnapped Eric Beale and then tried to kill him) could get their meathooks on the technology. And it was good of Kensi Blye to give Eric Beale some of that tough love so that he could get off his gluteus maximus, get back to work, and secure some revenge against that bunch of very bad guys. I don't know if Sam's relationship with Katherine is going to last because she's full of hidden agendas, but I could be wrong. I've been wrong before. The episode ended with Callen's pledge to seek out Anna Kolchek. I hope he succeeds. That's all.
Commitment Issues
bobcobb3015 June 2020
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