Ncis - New orleans - The body cam

♪ Don't stop, baby, keep on moving ♪ ♪ Just don't stop and keep on groovin', ooh ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Don't stop till the break of dawn ♪ ♪ Don't stop, baby, all night long ♪ ♪ You know I ain't coming on ♪ ♪ Oh, babe, should-a called the law... ♪ (song ends) Hey. You can't be back here without clearance. What the hell are you doing? (yelling fiercely) (man screams) It's been over a week now, and Percy hasn't returned one call. I told you something was off, and you were all, "Pride says it's no big deal, then it's no big deal." Plus, knowing Sonja, she's probably off getting another certification in advanced forensic techniques or... something else to make us feel inadequate. Well, whatever it is, I think it's common courtesy to return a text. (laughs) The amount you text, I wouldn't be surprised if she blocked you. Come on, you haven't been blocked by a girl? I mean, I know I've done it to guys. You ignore 'em long enough, and eventually, the creepers give up. I'm not a creeper, I'm a co-worker. No, you're a work-husband. Now, you coined that, not me. Chris Lasalle doesn't get blocked. Hmm! Really! Our victim is Chief Petty Officer Jim Tobin. I spoke to his CO. Young man had a spotless record. Recently promoted to construction manager, overseeing new drainage and sewage piping on the base. What do you got, Loretta? The skewer here punctured through his subclavian artery, caused massive hemorrhaging, blood loss. Took his final breath shortly after. He has bruising on his face and defensive wounds on his hands. Suggests an altercation. PRIDE: And with the rebar being what... eight, ten feet away from the ledge up there, either he had a running start before taking the plunge, or... Or he was pushed. LASALLE: Check this out. It's a body camera. I wear one when I go sport-fishing. You wear a camera fishing? When you come back after catching a 300-pound marlin, you want footage of the battle, show the grandkids. PRIDE: Huh. Rebar must've knocked the camera off on impact. Hey, guys, there's another camera up here, so if either one of 'em was rolling... Whoever pushed our Seabee might be on film. Problem with this one-- USB port's busted, no playback. If only we knew someone who could fix it. So I'm working on the trench cam now. These files are corrupt, but I'm gonna salvage what I can. What do y'all think about the Triple P mobile? Huh? He's been stashing his cash away for this. Portable mobile command center. ATF has one. FBI, DEA has one. I figured NCIS get one, too. Portable command center? This is more like a man cave on wheels. (chuckles) What's this, an entertainment system? PATTON: That's a HD plasma screen. No, nope-- for business purposes only. Hey, what about the full bar? Is that for business purposes, too? I'm only human, man. We're up. (audio fast-forwarding) Oh, looky-looky. Someone took something they shouldn't have. What's in his bag? What the hell are you doing? (groaning) (blows thudding, men grunting) Ooh. LASALLE: Oh. PRIDE: Freeze it right there! Got you, sucka. Killer got that transpo van onto a Navy construction site. Must have had an access card. Cards are dated and time-coded when you enter the base. He's got to be in the system. PATTON: Jackpot. Julian Kaufman. Pulling up his files now. LASALLE: Runs a construction company out of Baton Rouge. Contracted by the Navy six months back to help out on this little maintenance project, but his access was restricted. Shouldn't have been back there at that trailer. Yeah, I'm guessing he owns a white van? PATTON: He owns a whole fleet of 'em. All right, Brody, get NOPD Right. Patton, Lasalle, get me the licenses on those vans. I want a BOLO out on every last one of 'em.