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Une veuve affligée se montre soupçonneuse sur les circonstances qui entourent le dernier combat de son mari, un Marine.  Sam et Callen vont l’aider à découvrir si l’affaire a été étouffée. Pendant ce temps, Hetty convoque Le Psychologue des opérations Nate Getz pour son propre « usage » ; du coup le reste de l’équipe  sent arriver une nouvelle évaluation...

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Titre VO
Paper Soldiers

Titre VF
Soldats de papier

Première diffusion
15.01.2013

Première diffusion en France
26.04.2013

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Deeks et Kensi enquêtent

Deeks et Kensi enquêtent

Hetty et Nathan Getz au funérarium avec le direteur

Hetty et Nathan Getz au funérarium avec le direteur

Sam et Callen posent des questions au directeur

Sam et Callen posent des questions au directeur

Hetty veut voir les lieux en compagnie de Nathan et du directeur

Hetty veut voir les lieux en compagnie de Nathan et du directeur

Nathan Getz joué par Peter Cambor

Nathan Getz joué par Peter Cambor

Hetty (Linda Hunt) se fait passer pour une cliente

Hetty (Linda Hunt) se fait passer pour une cliente

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Scenario : Jordana Lewis Jaffe

Réalisation : Terrence O’Hara

Guests :

Peter Cambor ............................ Psychologue spécialiste des missions Nate Getz

Un homme sort d’un bâtiment, rejoint sa voiture et démarre, sans se douter qu’il est pris en photo par un type caché dans un 4x4 ; celui-ci  s’introduit ensuite dans l’endroit que l’autre vient de quitter- qui se révèle être un centre d’autopsie. Il y attrape un dossier qu’il ressort consulter dans son véhicule. Il s’agit du rapport d’autopsie d’un certain Prietto, E. mort d’une balle reçue lors d’une mission en Afghanistan, et qui était un donneur de tissus. L’homme n’a pas le temps de terminer sa lecture : on lui tranche la gorge par derrière ; il ne peut émettre que de faibles gargouillis avant de mourir.

GÉNÉRIQUE.

Sam et G sont en train de travailler à leurs bureaux quand Deeks arrive ; d’après lui Kensi est d’humeur massacrante, ils vont devoir la jouer cool. Sam fait remarquer qu’il est toujours cool ; Callen explique qu’il  se montre distant ; ce qui laisse Marty, selon les sources, charmant-puérile-impressionnant ou oiseux – inutile, précise Sam...Kensi est effectivement de mauvais poil ; parce qu’elle a laissé mourir sa 14ème plante d’intérieur depuis juillet. Un cactus – même Callen n’en revient pas qu’elle puisse tuer une plante qui pousse dans la vallée de la Mort. Sam lui remonte le moral, c’est à cause de leur travail ; si elle avait des horaires réguliers, toutes ses plantes seraient encore en vie – normalement. Kensi se rassure : c’est bien leur job qui impose de renoncer à certains de leurs rêves, comme d’utiliser de l’origan que l’on ferait pousser soi-même. Eric les interrompt en mimant un lancer de lasso ; personne ne capte, Deeks pense qu’il est en train de traire une vache !

Il a intégré une école de mime, et leur montre de quoi il est capable. Il jacasse jusqu’à ce que Sam lui dise de la fermer – après tout un mime est sans parole !

Le mort de la nuit est un détective privé qui enquêtait, à la demande de la veuve, sur la mort d’un Marine, Edwin Prietto, tué à la frontière pakistanaise. Sa femme avait demandé l’autopsie. Les circonstances de sa mort ne sont pas détaillées, ce que Sam attribue au lieu du décès. Mais comme dit Callen, c’est bien commode aussi pour dissimuler la vérité.

Sam et G se rendent chez Antonia Prietto, très éprouvée par la mort de son mari. Elle en veut à la Navy qui prétend qu’il a été tué près du Pakistan alors qu’il lui avait téléphoné la veille de Kandahar. On lui ment, elle voulait découvrir pourquoi, d’où le détective privé. Celui-ci  se fait assassiner, il y a de quoi alimenter les soupçons. Le pire pour elle est de ne pas avoir vu le corps depuis qu’il a été rapatrié. Sam et G peuvent l’aider pour ça.

Deeks et Kensi se chargent de la voiture du privé. Vue la quantité de sang, la blessure a été fatale quasi instantanément – et avec la trachée tranchée, aucune chance d’appeler à l’aide. Du travail de pro ; d’ailleurs le vol n’a pas été le mobile. Kensi s’inquiète : et si la Marine était en train de couvrir ses traces ?

Antonia est amenée à la morgue par Sam et G, où Rose leur montre le corps d’Edwin. Et là, stupeur : on lui a pris les os et la peau de l’avant-bras. Or la jeune femme est formelle, son mari ne voulait pas faire don de tissus. Elle est persuadée que la Marine a voulu dissimuler la cause exacte de la mort de son mari par ce moyen.

Rose est perplexe ; les tissus humains se conservent beaucoup mieux que des organes, c’est pourquoi on les prélève en salle d’autopsie ; mais seulement quand les gens ont donné un accord écrit. Celui qui s’est occupé d’Edwin, Ian, jure qu’il y avait des papiers en règle. Mais il est incapable de le prouver : le dossier du jeune homme a disparu !

Les agents rentrent au QG où les caméras de surveillance de la morgue montrent que le privé est parti avec un dossier- comme il enquêtait sur la mort de Prietto, il s’agit sans doute de ses papiers. Mais la police n’a rien retrouvé dans sa voiture. Le meurtrier s’en est emparé. Pourquoi ? La voix qui dit que c’est la question à 10 millions de dollars leur est familière : Nate !!

Hetty lui a demandé de revenir, mais sans lui donner de mission particulière ; les autres font aussitôt la tête : cela sent l’évaluation psychologique à plein nez. Du coup ils préfèrent tous se sauver courageusement.

Kensi et Deeks vont fouiller la maison du détective privé. Le dossier d’Antonia Prietto est vide – et les câbles d’ordinateur ne sont reliés à rien. Quelqu’un est passé avant eux. Deeks pense que le type utilisait peut-être un disque dur fonctionnant en wifi – et entreprend de fouiller les cachettes possibles. En fait, il y en a bien un, mais il est simplement posé au milieu de disques.

Pendant se temps, Nate rencontre Hetty ; il est certain qu’elle ne l’a pas appelé simplement pour évaluer les autres. Mais elle refuse de lui en dire plus. Il se sent un simple pion dans son jeu- et se rêve en tour ou en cavalier, voire en fou, mais pas  un simple pion ...aussi grand soit-il !

Sam et G eux, ont rendez-vous à l’annexe avec le responsable de la communication de la Marine qui a été en contact avec Mme Prietto. Il ne peut que leur répéter qu’il est mort près de la frontière pakistanaise ; et leur donne une copie du dossier qu’ils ont fait passer à la morgue. Edwin a bien signé les papiers de dons. L’affaire s’est embrouillée avec la mort du détective privé. Qui tire les ficelles ? En tout cas, le fait que la veuve vienne de mettre les médias sur le coup, que la Marine se retrouve publiquement accusée de vouloir couvrir quelque chose, ne va pas faciliter leur tache...

Quand ils retournent au QG, ils sont étonnés d’entendre Hetty parler gentiment au téléphone avec Granger. Celui-ci est hors de lui, ceci explique peut-être cela, depuis que les médias se sont emparés de l’affaire. Nell, Eric et Nate ont trouvé un autre soldat qui a été blessé le jour où Prietto est mort ; il est en convalescence à l’hôpital. Callen suggère que Kensi et Deeks aille le voir pendant qu’eux retournent à la morgue : peut-être que Ian a retrouvé son dossier d’autopsie. Il demande aussi aux autres de voir si des cas similaires se sont déjà produits. Nate les rattrape avant la sortie : est-ce que G va bien ? Est-ce qu’il a quelqu’un à qui parler ? G réplique que ce dont il a besoin, c’est de rencontrer une femme. Comment Nate a-t-il fait ? Combien de temps a-t-il attendu avant de se déclarer,  avec la dernière en date? (3 ans) – jamais G ne pourrait attendre 3 ans ! Mais ça lui a fait du bien de parler. Il remercie Nate et s’en va avec Sam,  pliés de rire d’avoir roulé le psychologue dans la farine...

A l’hôpital, le blessé se montre plein de bonne volonté, mais sa mémoire lui fait défaut ; les médecins pensent que c’est le choc, et qu’elle reviendra. En attendant, il prend un nouveau coup en d’apprenant que Prietto est mort ; et quand Kensi lui parle de frontière pakistanaise, il réclame une pause et s’enfuit littéralement...

Du côté de la morgue, les agents font pression sur Ian, surtout Sam qui cherche visiblement à l’impressionner. Mais le jeune homme reste cohérent : une balle a sectionné la moelle épinière d’Edwin en traversant la poitrine ; elle s’est fragmentée en touchant les vertèbres, il va sans doute être impossible de la relier à une arme quelconque, donc de prouver que c’est bien la cause de la mort. Ian n’a rien remarqué d’étrange, ni retrouvé de traces suspectes de produits chimiques ou autres drogues...

Puis Kensi et Deeks se rendent au funérarium qui va s’occuper des funérailles de Prietto. Le directeur leur explique qu’il a une convention avec la Navy, il fait des prix pour rendre hommage aux soldats tombés en mission. Il ne savait pas qu’Edwin était un donneur, mais pour lui, après avoir vu des blessures de camarades, il est très possible qu’il ait changé d’opinion à ce sujet lors de son séjour en Afghanistan.

Eric qui a enfin réussi à ouvrir le disque dur du détective privé leur montre les dernières photos de surveillance qu’il a prises. Nate est interloqué : c’est Rose qui est en guest-star...et qui devient personnage intéressant pour l’enquête selon Callen...

C’est aussi ce que pense Hetty ; si le privé s’est intéressé à elle avant sa mort, il faut qu’elle donne quelques explications. Mais il faut que ce soit Nate qui l’interroge. Celui-ci comprend brutalement quel rôle il est censé jouer dans le jeu d’Hetty. Et n’apprécie absolument pas. Les autres lui conseillent d’aller parler à Rose en ami. Il s’éloigne avec les photos ; Sam essaie de savoir si c’est bien là l’explication du retour du Dr Getz. Hetty répond simplement qu’elle ne parle jamais de sa vie intime...

Nate amène donc Rose à l’annexe ; ravie, elle pense qu’elle visite le saint des saints, elle trépigne à l’idée de rencontrer Hetty (non, elle est en congés, partie disputer une partie d’échecs avec un ami). Quand ils entrent dans la salle d’interrogatoire, elle s’amuse encore ; mais quand Nate la fait asseoir, pour qu’elle réponde à quelques questions, son sourire s’efface. Elle plonge en pleine perplexité quand il lui montre les photos.

Pendant ce temps, Deeks et Kensi, mal à l’aise, fouillent chez elle. Il ne leur faut que quelques secondes pour trouver le dossier d’autopsie d’Edwin Prietto simplement posé sur la table...

Du coup, Sam et G entrent avec ce dossier dans la salle d’interrogatoire sur le mode « un peu énervés ». Rose n’en revient pas que le rapport se soit retrouvé chez elle : elle n’a pas fait l’autopsie, il n’y a aucune raison – elle s’irrite à son tour quand elle réalise qu’ils se sont introduits chez elle ; que Nate ne l’a fait venir là que pour permettre cette fouille  - Nate essaie de se justifier, c’est son job. Quand  Sam lui met sous le nez le rapport portant sa signature, elle s’étrangle : ce n’est pas elle qui a signé. Elle peut le prouver, elle a le ticket des desserts de la veille au soir (Nate l’avait invitée à diner). Elle le lui montre, le psy réclame son permis de conduire. Et il confirme que le rapport porte une fausse signature, quoi que très bien imitée. Kensi les interrompt, Eric et Nell viennent de trouver quelque chose.

Le nombre de donneurs de tissus a considérablement augmenté sur les 18 derniers mois à la morgue du Comté. Tous les morts n’étaient pas des militaires, mais tous étaient indemnes de maladies lors de leurs décès. Tous les enterrements se sont faits au même funérarium. Tous les ordres de transferts sont signés par Ian. Ainsi, le directeur des pompes funèbres et le jeune homme travaillaient de concert à voler des tissus humains, et les revendre au marché noir. Edwin Prietto n’était qu’un parmi d’autres...

Eric repère le téléphone de Ian : justement au funérarium ! Sam se tourne vers G : comment veut-il jouer cette partie ? Son équipier répond qu’il va utiliser de l’aide, en fixant  Nate droit dans les yeux...

Le couple qui entre un peu après dans le funérarium pourrait prêter à sourire : une toute petite (vieille) femme avec une fourrure autour du cou, et un très grand jeune homme ; Béatrice Fitzpatrick et son fils Chester ; ou Hetty et Nate- qui viennent se renseigner pour les obsèques de Papa...Pendant que la secrétaire va chercher le directeur, Hetty confie avoir écorché elle-même l’animal qu’elle porte et qui répondait au doux nom de Félix ; Nate prie pour que ce soit dans son rôle !

Lerner ne peut s’empêcher de remarquer que le défunt devait être particulièrement grand pour que...Depuis la voiture, G charge Hetty et Nate d’occuper le directeur le temps qu’ils trouvent Ian. A cette fin, Kensi et Deeks entrent par derrière – le four est en action, et Deeks perd la dispute pour savoir qui regarde le corps avant qu’il ne devienne impossible de savoir si c’est l’homme qu’ils recherchent. Apparemment, c’est une femme ; il reste à fouiller les cercueils, où lan se cache peut-être. Ils sont trop nombreux ; Kensi demande à Eric de faire sonner le portable du jeune homme. Bingo, la sonnerie qui retentit provient d’un cercueil.

Ils l’ouvrent avec toutes les précautions d’usage ; c’est bien Ian qui est là avec son téléphone ; seulement il est mort, d’une balle dans la tête. L’association a manifestement tourné au vinaigre. Reste à savoir ce que les deux compères faisaient des tissus et des os prélevés. A leur tour, Sam et G entrent en action.

Ils rejoignent Hetty et Nate au moment où ils réclament des chevaux et des colombes pour la cérémonie, et les interrompent brutalement. Ils veulent parler au directeur tout de suite ; cet homme leur doit de l’argent. Hetty veut savoir de quoi il s’agit, Sam (dans son personnage) lui dit de se mêler de ses affaires ; qu’il ne parle pas de sa vie intime... il y a même le mot « naine » qui vole ! Outrés, Hetty et Nate s’en vont. G et Sam réclament 45.000 dollars, leur part, suite à l’affaire Prietto et aux 50 autres cadavres sur lesquels des tissus ont été volés. Lerner tombe dans le panneau- il y  en a eu tout au plus la moitié! Il concède avoir la part de Ian dans son bureau, qu’il peut aller leur chercher...et bien sûr il prend ses jambes à son cou dès que les autres ne lui barrent plus le chemin. Mais il court mal, trop doucement, et de toute façon va droit sur Deeks et Kensi qui le menacent avec leurs armes...

Sam en uniforme et G en costume assistent aux funérailles officielles d’Edwin Prietto. Ils voulaient présenter leurs respects à Antonia, qui les remercient pour leur aide. Elle va pouvoir commencer son deuil maintenant qu’elle  sait ce qui s’est passé.

Kensi et Deeks sont eux avec Nate ; ils le poussent à aller parler à Rose. Ce qu’il fait. Il espère qu’elle pourra lui pardonner de n’avoir fait que son travail ; elle l’espère aussi...ce qui ne lui remonte pas le moral.

Quand plus tard Callen et Sam font un dernier débriefing avec Hetty, ils lui expliquent qu’un civil fabriquait des faux papiers de donneurs volontaires pour les militaires décédés rapatriés sur Los Angeles. Les pompes funèbres s’assuraient alors que le corps partait bien à la morgue du Comté où Ian prélevaient les tissus en imitant la signature de Rose. L’affaire était très rentable...des tissus et des os en bon état se vendent 200.000 dollars pièce. De son côté Hetty leur donne les dernières nouvelles qu’elle a sues par Granger : Prietto est mort au cours d’une mission secrète toujours en cours. Ce qui explique la discrétion de la Marine, qui ne pouvait compromettre la vie de nombreux hommes.

Hetty se renseigne sur Nate ; Callen lui dit qu’il a connu des jours meilleurs, mais qu’il va se remettre. Elle lui demande d’aller s’assurer qu’il va bien et lui donne  un échiquier à aller lui porter :  il l’a bien mérité. G s’éloigne, mais Sam ne peut pas le suivre : sa chef vient de lui intimer l’ordre de s’asseoir. Elle veut le féliciter pour la scène au funérarium. Mais aussi avoir quelques explications...est-ce qu’il n’aurait pas parlé de « naine »... ?

                            ----------------------------- FIN ---------------------------

[A man is leaving a building; he locks the door and goes to his car while someone is taking pics of him. His car engine starts, he’s gone. The man who took the photos gets out of his SUV and picks the lock of the coroner building door…He walks into a room, looks for the file “completed autopsy of Prietto, E.” and goes back to his car. He opens the file.]

MAN: Okay, let's see what we got.

[Prietto died in combat action in Pakistan – he was a tissue donor. The reader gasps: blood appears on his throat just slashed from behind – little gurgling and he’s dead…]

 

                                ♫ ♫ NCIS: LA 4x13 ♫ ♫ Paper Soldiers ♫ ♫

                             ♫ ♫ Original Air Date on January 15, 2013 ♫ ♫

 

[NCIS office. Sam and G are working at their desks- Deeks joins them]

DEEKS: All right, Kensi just pulled in behind me, blaring My Chemical Romance, which means she is not her cheery, chipper self, so I think we should probably just play it cool.

SAM: Deeks, I always play it cool.

CALLEN: I'm actually playing aloof, which is the antisocial version of cool.

SAM: Okay, so, if I'm cool, and you're aloof, what does that make you?

DEEKS: Enigmatic?

CALLEN: No, no, Hetty is enigmatic. You are...

DEEKS: Charming...

CALLEN: Puerile.

DEEKS: handsome...

SAM: Otiose. It means pointless.

[Deeks clears loudly his throat: Kensi is coming in, in bad mood…They all go back to work or look around. She glares at them]

KENSI: What?

DEEKS: What? Nothing. We were just...Nothing.

CALLEN: He thinks you're in a bad mood.

SAM: And we're supposed to play it cool.

CALLEN: I'm actually playing it aloof.

DEEKS: Thanks, guys. Good looking out.

KENSI: Well, if you must know, I've killed another house plant. That is 14 since July.

DEEKS: Wait. That's it? That's the source of your sourness?

KENSI: It was a cactus.

CALLEN: You killed something that thrives in Death Valley?

KENSI: I went back to get another one, but, oh, the guy cut me off. He actually took my picture to put it behind the register.

[Sam laughs]

KENSI: You have a mug shot at the nursery?

DEEKS: For crimes committed against cacti?

CALLEN: She is a serial plant killer.

SAM: Ignore them. It's not your fault.

DEEKS: No, I'm pretty sure it's her fault.

CALLEN: Well, not unless it was suicide. Did you photograph the crime scene?

KENSI: Why would you guys make me feel this way?

SAM: It's the job. If you worked behind a desk and had normal hours, all of those plants would be alive. Probably.

[Kensi scoffs]

KENSI: Yeah, it's the job.

SAM: Yeah, we have to give up certain things to do what we do, you know.

KENSI: Right. Like my dream of home-grown oregano.

DEEKS: You don't even cook.

KENSI: I would if I had homegrown oregano.

CALLEN: Yeah, I suppose if I worked 9:00 to 5:00, my evenings would open up...

[Eric stomps in the stairs; He waves, like throwing a lasso and pulling up the team; they stare at him. Sam laughs]

SAM: Are you okay?

KENSI: Eric, do you need help?

CALLEN: No, no, no. I think this is like a Harry Potter deal.

DEEKS: No, no. I'm all over this. I know what you're doing. You're doing charades. And I'm awesome at this. You're pulling up by your hands 'cause you're getting ready to milk a cow. But it's just one udder of a cow, and it's sideways. You're milking a sideways cow. You're really milking the...

ERIC: No, we got a case. This is a lasso. I'm throwing it, and I'm roping y'all up to Ops.

KENSI: That was a lasso?

SAM: I'm trying to figure out what a cow has to do with it.

DEEKS: I mean, 'cause used both hands--

ERIC: I'm taking a mime class. Well, actually, I'm watching a lot of YouTube videos about miming. Look, check this out. Look. I got a wall.

[He laughs and keeps miming while they go upstairs]

ERIC: I'm in a box. Whoa, the box is closing in on me! Aah! I can be a leaf. I can be in a windstorm. I can do a kite. I can do a kite in a windstorm. Aah! Ooh! I can do an escalator. I can do a spiral stair...

SAM: Stop. Mimes don't talk. Stay in character. Go Method.

[Nell hands him his tablet]

NELL: Nice work.

ERIC: Thank you.

 

[Hetty is in the OPS too]

NELL: Okay, uh, these are the photos taken outside the L.A. County Morgue's Office last night. The man killed was Stuart Westridge, a private investigator.

CALLEN: Do we have eyes on what happened?

ERIC: Uh, no cameras on the street. And the morgue hasn't released its closed circuit video feed to us yet.

SAM: Private investigator's going to rack up a lot of enemies.

HETTY: The Navy has expressed interest in one of his cases, commissioned by the widow of a Marine.

NELL: Lieutenant Edwin Prietto. He was killed in Afghanistan two weeks ago. His wife Antonia requested an autopsy report through the L.A. County Morgue's Office, and hired Stuart Westridge to investigate her husband's death.

SAM: What does the operations report say about Lieutenant Prietto's death?

ERIC: Um, not much. Just that he was killed on the Pakistani border during a routine security sweep.

SAM: It's like the Wild West out there. Constant threat of mortars, RPGs--last thing anyone's thinking about is writing a detailed operations report.

CALLEN: That, or a convenient cover, if you want to hide the truth.

 

[Sam and G are meeting Mrs. Prietto at her house]

CALLEN: Mrs. Prietto, we are deeply sorry for your loss.

ANTONIA: Thank you. I'm fine.

[She stops- and starts crying]

ANTONIA: I don't know why I just said that. I am anything but fine. I'm hurt, I'm upset, I'm looking for answers. And I'm alone. I keep waiting for Edwin to call.

SAM: Do you have any friends or family that can help you through this?

ANTONIA: I joined a grief support group for the families of fallen soldiers.

[She sighs]

ANTONIA: I knew he was in harm's way, but I was still convinced that Edwin would come home to me.

CALLEN: Well, it's normal what you're feeling. Look, I have to ask, Mrs. Prietto. Why are you suspicious about the events surrounding your husband's death?

ANTONIA: The man from the Marines told me...

SAM: What man?

ANTONIA: The Casualty Assistance something.

SAM: Casualty Assistance Calls Officer.

ANTONIA: Him. He kept saying that Edwin died near the Pakistani border, but I that know he was stationed in Kandahar. He called me from there the day before he died. I tried to talk to somebody else at the office to confirm, but it felt like they were stonewalling me.

CALLEN: So you hired Stuart Westridge to investigate it.

ANTONIA: And now he's dead, too. The worst part of all this is that...I haven't seen my husband's body. I don't even know the results of the autopsy yet.

SAM: We can help you with that, ma'am.

ANTONIA: Thank you.

 

[LAPD garage. An officer hands Deeks a file]

DEEKS: Thank you, Tony.

[He looks at Kensi]

DEEKS: You want to, uh...? What are you squinting at? Time for some granny glasses?

KENSI: No, I'm trying to visualize what you'd look like behind a desk, as a public defender.

DEEKS: Okay.

KENSI: Clean-shaven, short hair.

DEEKS: I looked exactly like this.

KENSI: Like this?!

DEEKS: Yup.

KENSI: Clients actually put their lives in the hands of... this?

DEEKS: Okay, first off, I was very good at my job.

KENSI: Says you.

DEEKS: Secondly, my clients were assigned to me, so they didn't really have a choice.

KENSI: Oh, I know the feeling.

DEEKS: And thirdly...

KENSI: Third.

DEEKS: Thirdly, everyone knows that public defenders are the rebel of the legal profession.

KENSI: Rebel without a due process clause? Ha!

DEEKS: Kensi just made a legal funny? Is that what that was? How you feeling right now? Pretty proud of yourself? You know what? I'll give it to you. Touché.

KENSI: Touché!

DEEKS: Yeah.

[He laughs; they’ve worn gloves and look inside the SUV; the driver seat is bloody]

DEEKS: Wow.

KENSI: Whoever killed Stuart Westridge hit his jugular and both carotid arteries. Either they got lucky, or they knew exactly what they were doing.

DEEKS: Yeah, he bled out immediately. Didn't even have a chance to call for help.

KENSI: Yeah, certainly not with a severed windpipe.

DEEKS: LAPD tested. No fibers, no fingerprints. Car came up clean.

KENSI: Which means the person who did this came prepared.

DEEKS: Police did find his gun and his wallet.

KENSI: So robbery wasn't a motive. Killer was a pro.

DEEKS: Motivation is somehow connected to Lieutenant Prietto.

KENSI: Deeks, what if the Marine Corps is trying to cover something up?

 

[Callen and Sam are with Antonia at the morgue]

CALLEN: Rose. Thanks for meeting with us.

ROSE: Of course. But Mrs. Prietto, this won't be easy for you to see.

ANTONIA: I understand. Is that him?

[Rose nods, pulls out the sheet- Antonia gasps, and starts sobbing]

ANTONIA: Did you perform the autopsy?

ROSE: No, but I can tell you...

ANTONIA: I would like to speak to the person that performed the autopsy.

ROSE: Of course.

[Antonia takes her husband’s hand]

ANTONIA: It... doesn't weigh anything.

ROSE: Oh, yes. Bone and tissue account for much of our body weight. Once they've been removed, we become significantly lighter.

CALLEN: Antonia, do you need to sit down?

ANTONIA: What do you mean, "Once they've been removed?"

ROSE: For the tissue donation.

ANTONIA: My husband wasn't a tissue donor.

ROSE: He must have been.

CALLEN: Is this something you two discussed?

ANTONIA: Yes. He would never have done that.

SAM: May I? Bone's been replaced. With PVC pipe probably.

ROSE: Yeah.

SAM: So it looks like nothing happened to him.

CALLEN: Then they removed the skin, but only underneath the arm.

SAM: Rose, was there anything else removed?

ROSE: Uh, I don't have his file...

ANTONIA: Stop. Just... stop. Now do you understand why I know the Marine Corps is lying to me about where he died?

SAM: Mrs. Prietto, we don't know what this means yet.

ANTONIA: Well, I do. The Marines had the morgue strip my husband's body, so that they could hide what happened to him in Afghanistan.

 

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[Callen and Sam are still with Rose at the morgue]

CALLEN: Rose, explain to me how this could have happened. How could a morgue remove tissue from someone who didn't consent?

ROSE: I have no idea. We wouldn't have done it without it. Tissue doesn't have the same time frame as organs, and that's why it's performed in a morgue, but only when the deceased is a donor.

[The door opens, a young man comes in]

ROSE: Ian. These NCIS agents have some questions about the prep you did on Lieutenant Edwin Prietto.

IAN: The Marine from a few days ago?

SAM: Walk us through what you did to Lieutenant Prietto's body.

IAN: Um... I performed an autopsy, I extracted his tissue, and then...cleaned and prepped him for the funeral home.

ROSE: He's as meticulous as they come. He would have never removed tissue unless the paperwork ordered it.

IAN: I thought I was following his wishes.

SAM: Show us Lieutenant Prietto's paperwork.

[Ian opens a drawer, looks for the file but doesn’t find it]

IAN: His file was just here yesterday. I-It listed him as a donor, I swear.

[Rose sighs]

ROSE: Look...No, you have to believe him.

IAN: Someone must have taken it.

[G and Sam exchange a look]

 

[OPS center. They hurry inside where Deeks, Kensi, Eric and Nell are waiting for them]

CALLEN: We got access to the morgue's security footage?

ERIC: Yep. This is Westridge breaking in. And then, two minutes later...

SAM: Must be Lieutenant Prietto's missing file.

KENSI: LAPD didn't find it in Stuart Westridge's car.

CALLEN: Which means the killer took it. But why?

[Door opens and … Nate enters!]

NATE: Ah, the million dollar question.

CALLEN: Nate.

[Sam chuckles]

CALLEN: How are you?

NATE: Good.

SAM: Good to see you, man.

NATE: You, too.

KENSI: Give me a hug. Hey.

NELL: Hi, Nate.

NATE: So... how are you guys?

SAM: We're great. What brings you to town?

NATE: I'm actually here Hetty's request.

KENSI: For what case?

NATE: Nothing specific.

SAM: Oh, no.

CALLEN: Come on.

DEEKS: What? What?

SAM: Semiannual psych evaluation.

DEEKS: For him or for us?

CALLEN: For him. I'm fine.

SAM: Me, too. Never better.

NATE: I'm glad to hear it. How about you, Kensi?

KENSI: Really good.

NATE: Well, I promise it will be painless.

SAM: Sorry, Nate. G and I have to go, uh, interview a CACO officer. Right now.

KENSI: Yeah, we have to go search this place--the dead investigator's house... yeah.

DEEKS: See ya.

NATE: I'm not the enemy, you know!

[They’re gone- he talks to Eric and Nell]

NATE: They're a special bunch. Kind of tough to get through, but...Oh, well... (

[He clears his throat]

NATE: One of these days! What's going on with you two? What's-what's up?

ERIC: Nell and I kissed.

NELL: This is... not happening.

ERIC: I'm, uh, just pretty sure that it was just to get me in a pair of tights. Just want to put it out there, let you know.

NELL: Right.

[Nate stares at them…]

 

[Investigator’s house]

DEEKS: Preliminary report on Mr. Westridge said that LAPD didn't find anything here.

KENSI: Well, maybe they overlooked something.

DEEKS: Why? What do you got?

[A whole wall is full of boxes]

DEEKS: Holy Dewey Decimal System.

KENSI: Looks like every case Westridge ever worked on.

DEEKS: That's a lot of secrets for one man to keep.

KENSI: Mm.

[She has found a file “Antonia Prietto”]

KENSI: And it looked like he used to have even more. Antonia Prietto's file-- empty.

DEEKS: Okay, so, there's no signs of a forced entry, which means whoever killed Stuart stole his keys, made his way over to his house, and took the Prietto file before LAPD showed up.

KENSI: Along with his computer.

DEEKS: Well, maybe he was using one of those cloud storage drives or a-a backup thumb drive, which means, if we find that, we can figure out what he was working on. You know what this calls for?

KENSI: What?

[She hears loud rhythmic footsteps]

KENSI: What are you doing?

DEEKS: Last time I did this, I almost found a nuclear bomb.

[He stops dead]

DEEKS: Are you kidding me?

[He grabs a hard drive among old records and clears his throat]

DEEKS: You know what this is, Kensalina? Wireless hard drive, hidden... in plain sight.

 

[NCIS office. Nate is in the stairs; he “bumps” into Hetty at the top of them]

HETTY: Mr. Getz.

NATE: Hetty. Thank you for inviting me back.

HETTY: Oh, pish. You know you're more than welcome whenever you're in this time zone.

NATE: Mm-hmm. So, what's the real reason I'm here? I mean, we both know it's not to conduct mental health checkups on the team.

HETTY: Hmm. I thought that was plausible.

NATE: Okay. So I'm just a pawn in your game. Well, I'm gonna figure out exactly what that game is.

HETTY: Oh, don't you underestimate the value of a pawn. He's a soldier. That was Mikhail's...Achilles' heel.

NATE: M-Mikhail?

HETTY: Gorbachev. We had a standing game in Moscow, whenever I was there. Sometimes I let him win. That was to help the Cold War...stay cold.

NATE: Can't I at least be a rook? Maybe like a... knight? Something cool?

HETTY: Someday. But today...you're my very tall pawn, Mr. Getz.

[They shake hands, she leaves him]

NATE: Maybe a bishop?

 

[Boatshed. Observation room. Sam and G are talking with the CACO Officer]

SAM: You presented Lieutenant Prietto's initial death notification to his widow?

OFFICER: Yes, sir.

SAM: You told her he was killed somewhere on the Pakistani border?

OFFICER: That's what was in the report.

SAM: Do you have a copy of the paperwork that was sent to the morgue?

[The officer takes it out of his briefcase]

CALLEN: You notice anything unusual about Lieutenant Prietto's case?

OFFICER: No, sir.

SAM: Says here he was a tissue donor. Do you know when he filled this out?

OFFICER: Not for sure, but we recently changed that form. So he must have filled it out a few months ago.

[Sam looks at G]

SAM: Maybe Prietto had a change of heart.

CALLEN: Yeah, but why not tell his wife if he know how important it was to her?

SAM: Thank you, Captain. We'll let you know if we need anything else.

OFFICER: Yes, sir.

CALLEN: Thanks.

OFFICER: Sir.

[He walks out]

SAM: You think the wife knows something she's not telling us?

CALLEN: The body of an American Marine was desecrated on our own soil. Then a man was killed investigating it. Somebody's definitely hiding something.

[Electronic blipping: the OPS appear on screen]

NELL: Guys, you need to see this.

ERIC: This hit the air five minutes ago.

[TV reporter about “Marines accused of cover-up”]

REPORTER: This is Kent Shocknek, live in Los Angeles, where a veterans support group has informed us that the body of Lieutenant Edwin Prietto, killed in Afghanistan, was harvested for tissue at the Los Angeles County Morgue. His widow claims the Marines ordered the extraction to hide the true cause of her husband's death. A Navy spokesperson commented, only to say they are looking into the matter. Now, back to you.

SAM: Antonia went public with her story.

CALLEN: So much for keeping a lid on this.

SAM: This is bad, G.

CALLEN: We're either dealing with a distraught widow who's looking for answers or a woman with a whole other agenda.

 

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[NCIS office. Callen and Sam are coming to Hetty’s office; she’s on phone]

HETTY: Yes. Yes, of course, Owen.

[G looks at Sam]

CALLEN: Granger?

HETTY: You're absolutely right.

SAM: And Hetty's being nice?

HETTY: Bye for now.

[She hangs up]

HETTY: Hetty's always nice. Granger, on the other hand, is having a conniption. Evidently this news of Lieutenant Prietto is rapidly turning into a public relations nightmare.

CALLEN: So what do you want to do now?

HETTY: Well, I think we have to find out what the hell happened.

NELL: We found something.

[She joins them with Nate]

NELL: Well, technically, Nate suggested it, I researched it, and Eric hacked the database but...

NATE: Lieutenant Prietto's unit is still in combat in Afghanistan, but another Marine was injured the day he died.

NELL: He's recuperating at the V.A. hospital here in Westwood.

SAM: He may be able to shed light on what really happened over there.

CALLEN: Let's have Kensi and Deeks pay him a visit. We should go back and talk to Ian Bruckhurst, find the results of that autopsy. Why don't you two work with Eric? See if this has ever happened before.

HETTY: Ticktock.

CALLEN: Ticktock.

HETTY: Time to put a little pressure on Ian.

NATE: Hey, Callen, wait up. You got a minute to check in? How are things?

CALLEN: Good. Good. How are...things with you, Nate?

NATE: Great. It's really good being back. But, well, now that I'm not around so much anymore, I just wanted to make sure you had someone to... talk to.

CALLEN: You and me both.

NATE: So you do want someone to talk to.

CALLEN: You know what I really want? I want to meet somebody. How did you do it?

NATE: How...? Well, it's not really my area of expertise, but, um...I like to lay a foundation first, you know? Get to know them as a friend.

SAM: That's exactly what I told him.

CALLEN: But how long, you know, before you ask her out?

NATE: Oh, well, that depends.

CALLEN: Well, this time, for instance.

NATE: This one was tricky--it was, like...three years.

SAM: Mm-hmm.

CALLEN: Wow. I don't think I'd really have the patience for that.

SAM: He really doesn't. Three years?

NATE: When she's the right one...you will.

CALLEN: That's great. Nate, thanks for the talk.

SAM: All right.

NATE: Thanks, guys.

[They leave him]

SAM: And the psychologist becomes the patient.

CALLEN: He never knew what hit him until it was already over.

[Sam laughs- Nate is grinning; his smile fades away]

NATE: I hate it when he does that.

 

[V.A. Hospital]

KENSI: Sergeant Charles, thank you so much for talking with us. If you need a break, just let us know.

CHARLES: Oh, trust me, I enjoy the company. All I wanted in Afghanistan was some privacy, but...now that I'm here, I'll talk to anybody. Nurses all think I got crushes on 'em.

DEEKS: Nothing wrong with that.

CHARLES: No.

DEEKS: So, what can you tell us about the day you were wounded?

CHARLES: Not much. My memory's spotty. Doc says, uh, it's 'cause of the head injury and that it'll come back, but...I wouldn't mind if I blocked the whole thing out for good.

KENSI: Do you remember how Lieutenant Prietto died?

[Charles looks stunned – he sighs]

DEEKS: Sergeant, you okay?

CHARLES: Yeah, uh... I didn't realize Lieutenant Prietto didn't make it. He was a good guy.

KENSI: I'm sorry. Do you remember anything about your mission? What you guys were doing on the Pakistani border?

CHARLES: Pakistan? Look, uh, I don't remember much, but if the Marine Corps said we were there, that's where we were. I think I'll take that break now.

[He’s gone!]

DEEKS: I hit a nerve there.

 

[At the morgue]

CALLEN: Ian, a few more questions for you.

IAN: Can it wait? I'm a little busy right now.

CALLEN: Only take a second.

IAN: All right.

[Sam breathes in his back]

SAM: Hi.

IAN: Does he have to stand behind me like that?

SAM: I do.

CALLEN: He does. So, were you able to determine the cause of Lieutenant Prietto's death from your autopsy?

IAN: Yes. It was a single bullet wound. Entered under the left axilla, traversed through the pericardium, severed his spinal cord.

SAM: What can you tell us about the bullet?

IAN: Not much. Fragmented on impact with his vertebrae.

CALLEN: Probably impossible to trace to a specific weapon.

SAM: Or to know if that's what actually killed him.

CALLEN: Did you notice anything unusual about the way Lieutenant Prietto died? Exposure to chemicals, substances in his bloodstream, anything like that?

IAN: No. His-his cause of death was consistent with the Marine Corps' casualty report.

SAM: Okay. Make sure Mrs. Prietto gets a copy of your autopsy results.

IAN: I will. And I'll also apologize for whatever mistake was made.

SAM: Okay.

 

[Kensi and Deeks arrive at a Funeral home]

WOMAN: Good morning...and welcome to the Fairfield Manor Funeral Home, where we acknowledge a life and cherish a memory. How can I help you?

[Kensi shows her badge]

KENSI: We would like to speak to your director about Lieutenant Edwin Prietto.

WOMAN: Please come with me. You can wait in here. Um, but don't touch anything, for obvious reasons. I'll go get him now.

DEEKS: Nothing creepy about this place at all.

KENSI: I think it's got character.

DEEKS: Yeah. Pretty sure I saw that fountain in the Serial Killers Digest.

[A man clears his throat]

KENSI: David Lerner?

LERNER: Yes. I'm happy to discuss Lieutenant Prietto, but we're still waiting on his body. The Marines delivered him directly to the morgue.

DEEKS: But didn't Mrs. Prietto hire you to arrange the burial?

LERNER: We have a relationship with the CACO office because we offer at-cost funerals for fallen servicemen coming home to Los Angeles.

KENSI: Were you aware that Lieutenant Prietto was a tissue donor?

LERNER: No, I was not. Hmm. We may have to do some additional cosmetic work before the viewing.

DEEKS: Well, apparently, Mrs. Prietto wasn't aware of that, either.

LERNER: Ah. I see. It-It's entirely possible he decided to become a donor after seeing his fellow servicemen wounded in combat. Regardless, we will do whatever we can to help Mrs. Prietto through the grieving process.

KENSI: Thank you. We will contact you if we have any further questions.

DEEKS: Thank you so much.

 

[NCIS office.]

SAM: Eric, what's up? You've had the investigator's hard drive for almost an hour.

ERIC: I'm sorry. Someone had some really pungent sauerkraut for lunch, and it's throwing me off my game.

[Nell raises a finger; the computer beeps]

ERIC: Okay, we're in.

CALLEN: Good. All right, open the last folder Stuart accessed. Let's see what he was working on.

ERIC: He just updated this one yesterday.

NATE: Hours before he was killed.

SAM: Those look like surveillance photos. Eric, can you enlarge those?

NELL: That's Rose.

NATE: No, that-that can't be right. I mean, we know Rose, right? She's... she's a friend.

CALLEN: Who just became a person of interest…

 

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[Hetty is watching the photos at her desk]

NATE: Hetty, we don't know what these photos mean.

CALLEN: Oh, except that a private investigator, who's dead, was looking into Rose.

SAM: He was hired to investigate what happened to Lieutenant Prietto in Afghanistan. Why would he be interested in Rose?

CALLEN: Maybe he thought that she was responsible for harvesting Lieutenant Prietto's tissue.

HETTY: The only one way to be sure is to ask her.

[Callen wants to take the photos]

HETTY: Slow down, Mr. Callen. I think I'd like Mr. Getz to take the lead in this.

NATE: You want me to question Rose? But... I know her. Is-Isn't that a conflict?

HETTY: An NCIS agent will question a person of interest. Nothing more.

NATE: I don't know how comfortable I am interrogating Rose.

HETTY: Now, that's your word, Mr. Getz, not mine.

CALLEN: Nate, the only way to clear her name is to get answers. Just talk to her like a friend.

HETTY: It's your move, Mr. Getz.

NATE: I guess it's time to play the pawn.

HETTY: You have your assignment.

[Nate goes out with the photos]

SAM: Is this the real reason you brought in Nate?

HETTY: Mr. Hanna, you know I don't kiss and tell.

SAM: Hmm.

 

[Boatshed. Rose enters with Nate; she laughs]

ROSE: Oh. So this is where the magic happens.

[Nate laughs]

NATE: Something like that.

ROSE: Oh... Is anyone else here, or is it just us? Ah. Or are we on camera? Wait, am I gonna meet Hetty?

NATE: I-I doubt you'll meet Hetty today. She's off...playing chess.

ROSE: Oh. Cool.

NATE: Come here.

ROSE: Okay. Hmm.

[They go into the Interrogation room.]

ROSE: Oh, this is stark.

NATE: Yeah.

[He turns the light on; she laughs]

ROSE: Oh...

NATE: It's our interrogation room.

ROSE: So we're definitely on camera now. Hi, Mom.

[She laughs again]

NATE: Rose, could you please take a seat for a minute?

ROSE: You're acting so formal.

NATE: I need to ask you a few questions.

ROSE: Questions like, what's my favorite movie? Or questions like..."Where were you the evening of November fourth?"

[She laughs]

NATE: Somewhere in between, but...a little closer to the second one.

ROSE: What?! You...You're interrogating me? Nate, do you think I had something to do with what happened at the morgue?

NATE: Please sit.

[She sighs and sits down; he sighs and puts the photos onto the table]

ROSE: What is this? Wha...? Where did you get these?

NATE: These photographs were taken by the investigator Antonia Prietto hired...who's now dead.

ROSE: Well, um... why am I in these pictures?

NATE: I was hoping you could tell me that.

 

[A door opens: Kensi and Deeks come into a house]

DEEKS: Huh. So...this is Rose's place. I would've thought it would be more flowery.

KENSI: I feel icky just being here. She's our friend.

DEEKS: How do you think Nate feels?

[They start searching]

KENSI: Have you ever had to interrogate someone you're close to?

DEEKS: Oh, yeah. One time, there was this, uh...this banker-- she was wearing this sweet pantsuit. Very repressed, but I got her to, uh...

KENSI: Not talking about role playing.

DEEKS: Oh.

KENSI: Oh.

[She laughs]

DEEKS: Kens?

KENSI: Yeah.

DEEKS: It's gonna be fine. It's Rose.

KENSI: I know. And the investigator was probably going to tail everybody that works at the morgue anyway.

DEEKS: Exactly. This is just a formality.

KENSI: Deeks?

DEEKS: Yeah?

KENSI: I found Lieutenant Prietto's morgue file…

[On the table]

 

[Boatshed. Interrogation room. Callen and Sam come in]

CALLEN: Hello, Rose.

[Sam gives her the file]

ROSE: You found it!

SAM: Yeah. On your dining room table.

ROSE: What?! Well, I don't know how it got there.

CALLEN: Please tell me you can give us something better than that.

ROSE: Callen, I had nothing to do with preparing Lieutenant Prietto's body. There's no reason his file would be in my house. Wait-- you went through my house?!

[She huffs and stares at Nate]

ROSE: You brought me here so they could go through my stuff?

NATE: Rose, it's not like that. It's just...

ROSE: What?

NATE: It's my job.

SAM: If you had nothing to do with Lieutenant Prietto, why'd you sign his paperwork?

ROSE: I didn't process this, and-and that is not my signature. Look, Nate...

[She sighs and takes something out of her handbag]

ROSE: Here's the receipt for Sprinkles.

SAM: Sprinkles?

ROSE: It's a cupcake place. Nate took me to dinner last night, so I treated for dessert.

NATE: Can I see your driver's license?

[She looks pissed off and sighs- but shows it]

NATE: She's telling the truth. It-It's pretty close, but...that is not her signature on this file.

[Kensi interrupts them]

KENSI: Eric and Nell found something.

 

[Sam and G follow her next door where Deeks is waiting for them]

DEEKS: Eric, you want to tell 'em what you found?

ERIC: Nell and I combed through the County Morgue files, like you asked. In the last 18 months, there's been a spike in the number of tissue donors. They weren't all military, but each one was disease-free when they died, and buried by the Fairfield Manor Funeral Home.

NELL: And Ian Bruckhurst's name is on all their morgue transfer orders.

SAM: So Ian and the funeral home were working together.

KENSI: Yeah, stealing tissue from dead bodies, and then turning around and selling them on the black market.

CALLEN: And Lieutenant Prietto wasn't the only one…

 

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CALLEN:  Eric, I need you to trace Ian Bruckhurst's cell for me.

ERIC: Way ahead of you. He's at 4372 Santa Monica Boulevard.

NELL: That's the Fairfield Manor Funeral Home.

SAM: How do you want to play this?

[G looks at Nate who’s just appeared at their side]

CALLEN: With a little help.

NATE: Okay…

 

[Nate in suit and Hetty wearing some fur on the shoulders are coming into the funeral home; Nate clears his throat]

WOMAN: Good afternoon and welcome to the Fairfield Manor Funeral Home, where we acknowledge a life and cherish a memory. How may I help you?

[They’re both speechless…]

HETTY: Uh, my name is...Beatrice Fitzpatrick. A-And this is my son Chester.

NATE: We need to make arrangements for...Daddy. Is the director available?

WOMAN: I'm sorry for your loss. Please wait here while I fetch him.

HETTY: You remember Felix, don't you, sweetheart? I skinned him myself.

NATE: Please tell me you're in character.

LERNER: Hello. I'm David Lerner. Uh, Mrs. Fitzpatrick?

HETTY: Oh, yes, yes. Uh, and this is my son Chester.

LERNER: Your... son. Well. Your father must've been a very tall man.

NATE: Don't pretend like you knew Daddy.

LERNER: Oh, no, of course not. Um, please follow me. I would love to show you the facility.

[Calllen and G are outside in the car]

CALLEN: Hetty, Nate, keep him busy until we find Ian.

HETTY: A-And this is Felix. He's... almost like a second child to me.

[They follow Lerner]

SAM: I think we're good.

CALLEN: Kens, Deeks, you're good to move in.

 

[They break in the back]

DEEKS: Okay, that's a big oven.

KENSI: And it's on.

KENSI: I think someone's in there.

[The body in the oven]

DEEKS: Quick, check to see if it's Ian before the face melts off.

KENSI: You check to see if it's Ian before the face melts off.

DEEKS: I don't want to.

KENSI: I don't want to either.

DEEKS: Do it.

KENSI: Not it!

DEEKS: Oh, son of a...

[He breathes rapidly, opens the little window and shouts; he closes it hastily and clears his throat]

DEEKS: Mm, that is not him.

KENSI: Are you sure?

DEEKS: Yeah, no, I'm absolutely positively sure. It's a woman who hopefully died very peacefully in her sleep-- yeah.

[They keep searching. Deeks sighs and start opening the coffins]

DEEKS: Okay.

KENSI: What are you doing?

[Deeks grunts]

DEEKS: He could be hiding.

KENSI: From who? He doesn't know we're looking for him. Eric...

ERIC: [over phone] Yep.

KENSI: Please call Ian's cell phone.

ERIC: I'm on it.

[Ring tone chimes from one of the coffins]

DEEKS: What'd I say? You got me?

KENSI: Mm-hmm.

[Ringtone continues: Deeks is ready to open while Kensi aims at it]

DEEKS: Uno, dos...

[He groans: Ian is in – but with a headshot]

DEEKS: That's all kinds of dead.

 

[In the car]

CALLEN: Guess their partnership went south. But we still don't know what they were doing with all the bone and tissue.

SAM: Then let's go find out.

[They get out of the car]

 

[Vaults hallway]

LERNER: So, Mrs. Fitzpatrick, now that I have a better sense of Daddy, uh, exactly what type of service did you have in mind?

HETTY: Well...I've always envisioned palominos galloping alongside the procession. And, um, doves.

NATE: Yes. Doves.

LERNER: Uh, of course. Um, that would be our platinum package. Wonderful choice. It's very tasteful, yet it has that certain panache.

CALLEN: Yo! You David Lerner?

LERNER: Yes, but...I am with a client right now. If you wouldn't mind stepping outside for just a few minutes...

CALLEN: I do mind. You owe us money.

LERNER: [To Hetty] I am so sorry. Look...

SAM: Listen. Ian Bruckhurst owes us money, but we can't find him, He used you as collateral, ergo, you owe us money, and we're here to collect.

HETTY: Yes, but you can't hold this gentleman accountable for someone else's debts.

NATE: Mummy's right.

SAM: Well, Mummy needs to mind her own damn business. This man owes us 45 large.

HETTY: Whatever for?

SAM: You need to learn when to shut your trap.

HETTY: Shut my what?

SAM: Unless you want me to choke you out with that dead dog you got around your neck.

HETTY: Excuse me! I demand to know what this is all about.

SAM: Oh, I'm sorry, shorty. I-I don't kiss and tell.

HETTY: I think I've heard just about enough. Chester...we're leaving.

LERNER: N-No. Mrs. Fitzpatrick, please, I...

[They’re gone but Lerner can’t follow them]

SAM: You ready to stop playing games?

LERNER: I don't know who this Ian person is, and I certainly don't have $45,000 for you.

CALLEN: He told us all about your little scam there at the morgue. From what we hear, you're rolling in it.

LERNER: You don't know what you're talking about.

SAM: We know all about Lieutenant Prietto.

LERNER: Well, who doesn't? The guy's all over the news.

SAM: We know you stole his tissue, and you did it to about 50 other people, too.

LERNER: Please, I...All right, all right, but it was maybe half that number at best.

CALLEN: Then you got our money.

LERNER: I don't have 45 grand. All I've got is Ian's cut.

SAM: We'll take it.

LERNER: All right, just got to go to the office and, um...

 

[Sam sighs: guy has started fleeing…. They chase him; he’s not fast, and bump into the other couple of agents; Kensi cuffs him]

CALLEN: Now, these, I like. This something I can reserve?

 

[Cemetary]

OFFICER: Port, arms! Ready...aim...fire! Aim, fire! Aim...fire! Present...arms!

[Sam sighs: he shakes Antonia’s hand; he’s in Marine Uniform; G is in suit]

SAM: We wanted to pay our respects.

ANTONIA: Thank you again. I'm sorry for the accusations, but I knew something wasn't right.

SAM: We're happy we could help you find the truth.

ANTONIA: I couldn't have said good-bye to him without knowing. You helped me find closure.

CALLEN: Well, your country owed you and your husband that much.

ANTONIA: I won't forget this.

 

[Deeks, Nate and Kensi are watching Rose…]

KENSI: Hey, Nate...why don't you go talk to her?

DEEKS: Good luck, buddy.

NATE: Rose.

ROSE: Hi, Nate.

NATE: Hi. I knew you were innocent. I had to ask you those questions. It's my job.

ROSE: I know.

NATE: I hope you can forgive me.

ROSE: Me, too…

 

[NCIS office. Hetty’s office]

CALLEN: Turns out a civilian was forging paperwork. He was checking the tissue donor box on dead Marines returning to Los Angeles.

SAM: And the funeral parlor would reach out to the family, then make sure the casket got sent to the morgue.

CALLEN: At which point, Ian would forge Rose's signature and harvest the tissue.

HETTY: The money must have been worth their while.

CALLEN: It's a booming business. And bone and tissue from healthy bodies goes for...$200,000 a pop.

HETTY: Mm. Mr. Granger pulled a couple of strings, learned that Lieutenant Prietto was killed in an ongoing classified mission.

CALLEN: That's why the Marines couldn't tell Antonia the truth about how he died.

SAM: Would've compromised the lives of too many Marines.

CALLEN: Huh.

HETTY: How's Mr. Getz?

CALLEN: He's been better. But he'll be fine.

HETTY: Would you look in on him, Mr. Callen? And... give him this. Tell him he earned it.

CALLEN: That's a good-looking chess set.

HETTY: Mm. And Mr. Hanna... would you please take a seat?

[He’s surprised; but does sit down]

HETTY: I just want to commend you on your undercover performance yesterday. Your words sounded quite genuine.

[Sam has a wry laugh]

SAM: Thank you, Hetty.

HETTY: Mm-hmm.

SAM: I hope you're not upset.

[She stares at him]

SAM: I'm sensing some hostility here.

HETTY: Oh, Mr. Hanna...I'm just getting started.

[The screen becomes dark]

HETTY: What do you mean by "Shorty"?

                                 ------------------------ THE END -------------------------

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Austin83  (14.06.2019 à 21:59)

Mrd j'adore le passage les gars contre Kensi :p c'est vrai que cette scène est très drôle, surtout le passage de la photo accroché :p :p :p et j'ai beaucoup aimée la fin, la façon dont Sam parle avec Hetty ah ah ah franchement très drôle cette fin :p :p

schumi  (10.06.2019 à 22:36)
Eric n'est vraiment pas bon mime lol. Kensi en tueuse en série de plantes: la pauvre elle ne reçoit aucun soutien de la part des garçons. Mais c'est très drôle. Argh hetty qui parle à son renard c'est trop glauque. Est ce la fin de la relation nate / rose? C'est vraiment dur pour nate quand même.

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