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#403 : Recherche mari désespérément


Synopsis: Deux jeunes femmes sont à bord de leur voiture, quand soudain elles se font dépassées par un charmant jeune homme. Mais à ce moment là elles remarquent une femme au visage ensanglanté se trouvant à l’arrière du véhicule. Après analyse cette femme se trouve être une lieutenant dans la marine. L’équipe se met donc a enquêter sur sa disparition...

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Titre VO
Singled Out

Titre VF
Recherche mari désespérément

Première diffusion
03.10.2006

Première diffusion en France
26.10.2007

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Misha Collins | Justin Ferris | "NCIS" (4x03: Singled Out)

Misha Collins | Justin Ferris | "NCIS" (4x03: Singled Out)

  

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Scénariste : David North
Réalisateur : Terrence O'Hara

 MUSIC IN:    

     
 EXT. CAR – MOVING       
     
  (SFX: MUSIC PLAYS IN CAR B.G.)   
JENNIFER: Oh, my god.  The guy in the SUV is totally checking you out.    
NIKKI: Really?  Is he cute?    
JENNIFER: Only extremely.    
NIKKI: Ew!  Okay, he’s probably gay.  He looked totally creeped out by us.    
JENNIFER: What are you talking about?  He’s into you.      
NIKKI: No way!    
JENNIFER: Yeah, here.  Write your number down.  Quick, before he gets away!    
  (F/X: SULLIVAN PEERS OUT THE REAR WINDOW/ SILENTLY SCREAMING)   
NIKKI: Oh, my god!    
     
  (MUSIC UP AND OUT)   
     
  (THEME MUSIC UP OVER OPENING TITLE/SCENES/ CREDITS AND OUT)   
     
 MUSIC IN:    
     
 INT. SHEPARD’S OFFICE – DAY     
     
 “SINGLED OUT”    
     
SHEPARD: Is there a reason you’re touching my flowers, Tony?      
TONY: I was just admiring them, Jenny.  Flowers are a passion of mine.    
SHEPARD: Really?  So then you’d know how rare and expensive they are.      
TONY: Oh yeah.    
SHEPARD: And their name.    
TONY: Of course.  Um, well, judging by the color and of course the green things they’re attached to…    
SHEPARD: Stems.    
TONY: Stems.  Uh, these… are right on the tip of my tongue.    
SHEPARD: Phaleonopsis orchids.    
TONY: Orchids.  Of course, they’re orchids.  This flipped out when I was sniffing them.    
SHEPARD: Tony.  How would you rate your recent performance as team leader?    
TONY: I’d say it was a solid “B.”  Minus.  I’m being fired, aren’t I?    
SHEPARD: In a manner of speaking, yes.    
TONY: If this has to do with Gibbs coming back, I have no problem working for him.    
SHEPARD: These orders are for you.    
TONY: NCIS Rota, Spain?    
SHEPARD: Your own team.  Congratulations.    
TONY: Wow, uh… I don’t know what to say.    
SHEPARD: Your performance these last four months has been exemplary.  You’ve earned it.    
TONY: What about La Grenouille?  That took months getting in.    
SHEPARD: You’re not getting too involved, are you?    
TONY: Only in the mission.  If we put another agent undercover, La Grenouille will smell it.    
SHEPARD: So you’re passing on a promotion that any other agent in this building would kill for all because you’re worried about some long-shot mission?  I don’t think so.    
TONY: Okay.  I’m worried about Jethro.    
SHEPARD: Jethro’s fine.    
TONY: Then how do you explain that thing on his upper lip?  He looks like Wilford Brimley, Junior.    
SHEPARD: So you’re turning down a promotion because of a moustache?    
TONY: His memory is still screwed up.  He called Ziva “Kate” yesterday. I just want to make sure he’s a hundred percent before I leave.    
SHEPARD: I see.  And how long might that process take?    
TONY: I don’t know.  Maybe … a few months?    
SHEPARD: How does seventy-two hours sound?    
TONY: Very fast.    
SHEPARD: It wasn’t a question.  I need an answer by the end of the week.  Tony, if you pass this up, another opportunity like this might not come up for years.    
TONY: Can we keep this like the Grenouille mission… just between the two of us?    
SHEPARD: If you wish.    
TONY: Thank you. (DOOR OPENS/ CLOSES)   
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. BALCONY – DAY     
     
  (SFX: PHONE RINGS)   
TONY: (INTO PHONE)  Dinozzo.  Stop calling me from dispatch, will you, Mollvaney?  I’m not the team leader anymore.  Gibbs is.  Trust me, it makes a difference!  Now, call him and leave me alone!    
ZIVA: Problems, Tony?    
TONY: Wrong number, Ziva.    
  (SFX: PHONE RINGS)   
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE)  Gibbs.    
MCGEE: Is there a reason you’re gearing up?    
TONY: What’s my motto, McGee.    
MCGEE: You’ll never date a woman that eats more than you do?    
TONY: (LAUGHS)  Well, yeah.  That’s true.  But always be prepared.  Bat signal may fly at any moment.    
     
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE)  We’re on our way.  (ON CAMERA)  Grab your gear!  We’re heading out.    
MCGEE: How did you know?    
TONY: Well, it’s a gift, McGee.  I… choose not to question it.    
MCGEE: Where are we going, Boss?    
GIBBS: Ask Dinozzo.  All I got was a wrong number.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 EXT. PARKING LOT – DAY     
     
ZIVA: Since when do we investigate stolen cars, Tony?    
TONY: Since it belongs to a sailor and someone appears to have been slaughtered inside it.    
ZIVA: So where’s the body?    
TONY: Well, that’s kind of the reason we’re here.  Goes with the whole criminal investigative thing.    
ZIVA: Oh, okay.  I understand.    
TONY: Understand what?    
ZIVA: You feel a little threatened now that Gibbs is back.    
TONY: I do not!    
ZIVA: You have been whining like a little snitch all week!    
TONY: The term is “bitch.”    
ZIVA: I know.  I was being polite.    
     
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 EXT. TRUCK – DAY     
     
MCGEE: Boss, vehicle’s registered to a Navy Lieutenant Anne Sullivan – is a computer programmer for base housing.  Reported U.A. this morning.  First time in her career.    
GIBBS: Witnesses?    
MCGEE: Uh, nine-one-one call.  Two motorists reported a man driving her vehicle with a bloody woman screaming in back.  I’m assuming that’s our missing Lieutenant.    
GIBBS: Assuming?    
MCGEE: Well, Fredericksburg P.D. has descriptions of both the woman and her abductor.  They’re sending them to NCIS as we speak.    
GIBBS: That’s a good job, Tim.    
MCGEE: Can I help you find something, Boss?  Maybe …?    
GIBBS: My notepads.    
MCGEE: Right back here.  We reorganized the supplies.  Tony felt this way was more efficient.    
GIBBS: You don’t say.    
MCGEE: Well, you know, I could put them back the way it was before you quit – retired.    
GIBBS: Well, that depends, McGee.  Is it more efficient?    
MCGEE: It seems to be.    
GIBBS: Then leave them where they are.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 EXT. PARKING LOT – DAY     
     
ZIVA: There appears to have been a struggle.  Multiple hand and fingerprints.  A lost shoe.  A pair of glasses.  And I don’t believe she was slaughtered.  At least not in the back of this vehicle.    
TONY: Why is that?    
ZIVA: The traces of blood are all from skin contact.  A more serious wound would have left pools of it.  Enough criminal investigating for you, Tony?    
GIBBS: Lieutenant Sullivan’s address.  She lives in Culpeper.    
TONY: Take McGee.  If you leave now, you can avoid traffic.  Anything unusual, you call me. (BEAT)  I mean, you know, you do… you… whatever you want them to do, Boss.      
     
  (PASSAGE OF TIME)   
     
TONY: So I got used to being in charge, sue me.    
ZIVA: Is there a reason why you always have to drive?    
TONY: I could say it’s because I’m the Senior Field Agent.  But mostly because I want to live.    
ZIVA: Then I recommend you getting unused to being in charge, before Gibbs decides to kill you.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 EXT. TRUCK – DAY     
     
MCGEE: Tow truck should be here any minute, Boss.    
GIBBS: You find the other shoe yet, McGee?    
MCGEE: Uh… there was only one in the vehicle.    
GIBBS: You ever see a woman try to walk with one high heel on?  Not pretty.  Hey look at this.  Blood smears on the pavement.  If she was carried, they’d be drops.  And what looks like a strand of nylon thread.  Maybe it was from a stocking.    
MCGEE: She could have fallen and scraped her knee?    
GIBBS: Mark it.  (PAUSE)  Okay, you’re looking for help, which way would you go?    
MCGEE: Well, Waverley’s football team was away.  The lot was empty all weekend.  Should have headed towards campus, but she didn’t.  She went in the opposite direction.  She was forced.    
GIBBS: That’s good thinking, Tim.  Come on.  Another blood drop.  Like I said, the other shoe.  Okay, now tell me where she went. (MCGEE AND GIBBS FOLLOW THE TRAIL)   
MCGEE: There was another car.  Judging by these tire tracks, they left in a hurry.    
GIBBS: Match the tires, might even find out the make and model.    
MCGEE: Good to have you back, Boss.    
ZIVA: (V.O.)  If you’d let me drive…    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. APARTMENT CORRIDOR – DAY     
     
ZIVA: … we would have been here half an hour ago.    
TONY: Yeah.  Our bodies could be in a twisted wreck awaiting the Jaws of Life.    
ZIVA: Gibbs lets me drive.    
TONY: I have more to live for.    
ZIVA: I see.  Perhaps this new mystery girlfriend of yours…    
TONY: She’s not a mystery.    
ZIVA: Then why haven’t any of us met her?    
TONY: Look, it’s complicated.    
  (MUSIC OVER ACTION/ZIVA AND TONY ENTER THE APARTMENT)   
ZIVA: Clear!    
TONY: This is weird.    
ZIVA: I agree.  Someone was obviously searching for something.    
TONY: No, I mean this apartment.  What does it remind you of, Ziva?  Put a writing desk over there.    
ZIVA: You’re right.  It’s almost…    
TONY: Identical to McGeek’s.  What do you make of this?    
ZIVA: Some kind of profile.    
TONY: They’re all profiles.  I think I know what the profile’s might have been used for.    
ZIVA: She was targeting people.    
     
  (MUSIC UP AND OUT)   
 


    
 MUSIC IN:    
     
 INT. NCIS SQUAD ROOM - DAY     
     
MCGEE: This is a police sketch-artist’s rendering of what the witnesses saw late yesterday afternoon.  And this is a photo of Lieutenant Sullivan for comparison.    
     
TONY: I’d say that’s a pretty good match.     
GIBBS: You think, Dinozzo?  (TO MCGEE)  The driver, McGee.    
MCGEE: Fredericksburg P.D. put a BOLO out on him last night.    
GIBBS AND TONY: Any hits?    
TONY: Sorry, Boss.  Continue… if you want to, of course.    
MCGEE: No hits yet, but the local LEO’s did match the likeness to a mug shot.  Justin Farris.  Arrested for car theft five years ago.  Currently lives with his mother.  Claims she hasn’t seen him since yesterday.    
TONY: Our Lieutenant had around sixteen profiles on people at her apartment.    
GIBBS: Without photographs or names.  I’m still waiting on the why.    
TONY: Me, too, Boss.  I’m just saying, Farris might be one of them.  Our Rosetta Stone, if you will.    
GIBBS: Find him!  That’s good work, Tim.  Not bad either, Tony.    
  (GIBBS WALKS O.S.)   
MCGEE: Is it just me or does he seem a little more….?    
TONY: Human?    
MCGEE: Well, I was going to say mellow, but yeah.    
TONY: Yeah.  I think it’s the moustache.  Lulling us into a false sense of security.     
     
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. ABBY'S LAB - DAY     
     
ABBY: That’s all of them.    
ZIVA: It appears one of them is missing.    
GIBBS: Missing what?    
ABBY: One of the profiles.  Alpha-bravo-one-zero-one-six.    
GIBBS: Targets?    
ZIVA: The binder they were kept in listed them as potential targets.    
GIBBS: The Alpha-Bravo designations.   It’s how we labeled pre-planned artillery targets in the Corps.    
ABBY: Maybe she was planning on dropping bombs on them.      
GIBBS: What else was missing from the Lieutenant’s place?    
ZIVA: I’m more concerned with what was left, Gibbs – money, jewelry.    It’s not your typical burglary.    
GIBBS: This means they knew what they were looking for.  What can you tell me about these?    
ZIVA: She was profiling men.  All the information gathered was taken from public records.    
GIBBS: Yeah, I can see that.  Why?    
ZIVA: Well, that’s an excellent question.  I was wondering that myself.    
GIBBS: Abby?    
ABBY: All of these were printed from the same printer.  You want to know how I know?    
GIBBS: Newer models imbed micro codes in the print that helps I.D. hardware to counterfeit money and documents.
    
ABBY: Wow.  Good guess.  It also means that the information they represent is on her computer.    
GIBBS: Show me.    
ABBY: I’d love to, but I can’t.  Not yet.  Bad guys smash up real good.  I’m still trying to recover the hard drives.    
GIBBS: How long?    
ABBY: Did I mention bad guys smash up real good, like really, really good?  Probably days.    
GIBBS: We don’t have days, Abs.  Get McGee to help you.    
ABBY: Wait!  There’s more.  I ran the fingerprints from the SUV.  I matched all of them except three to a partial handprint.    
GIBBS: And?    
ABBY: And I can say with certainty, that the woman in the back of the SUV was---    
GIBBS: Lieutenant Anne Sullivan.  McGee already figured it out.    
ABBY: Okay, did he tell you this?  The partial handprint that I couldn’t match has a super-defined index finger.  Which means it’s not Sullivan’s.  It’s the bad guy’s.  I’m running it now.    
GIBBS: Name is Justin Farris.    
ABBY: McGee!    
GIBBS: Yep.    
ABBY: Is it just me or does he seem a little…    
ZIVA: Snitchy?    
ABBY: That’s close enough.  It’s got to be that damn moustache!    
     
  CUT TO:    
 


    
 INT. NCIS SQUAD ROOM - DAY     
     
TONY: (INTO PHONE)  I want agents knocking on doors of anyone who met, knows, or sneezed on Farris in the last year, Mollvaney.   (SFX: TONY SNAPPING HIS FINGERS)   
MOLLVANEY: (V.O./FILTERED)  All right!  All right!  I’ll get on it!    
TONY: (TO MCGEE)  Probie!  I need you over here!      
MOLLVANEY: (V.O./FILTERED)  What else do you want?    
TONY: (INTO PHONE)  Well, if they find anything, make sure that you call Gibbs, not me.      
MOLLVANEY: (V.O./FILTERED)  Right.  Is the mustache real?    
TONY: (INTO PHONE)  Yes, the mustache is real.  (TO MCGEE)  You got a hearing problem?    
MCGEE: Oh, I’m sorry.  Were you talking to me?    
TONY: There’s no one else in the squad room.    
MCGEE: Well, I thought I heard you say probie.  And since Agent Lee has been reassigned to the legal department, I wasn’t exactly sure who you were referring to.    
TONY: Haha.  I get it.  You don’t like called probie anymore?    
MCGEE: Things change.    
TONY: Yes, I know.  I used to be team leader, Pro-o-o-bie.    
MCGEE: Temporary team leader.  And that was only because Gibbs quit.    
TONY: You don’t think I rate my own team?    
MCGEE: You wouldn’t be here now if you did, would you,  Dinozzo?    
TONY: Yeah.  Maybe you’re right.  If Gibbs asks, tell him I went out for coffee.    
  (TONY WALKS O.S.)   
MCGEE: Tony, I didn’t--    
GIBBS: McGee, how long have I been a NCIS special agent?
    
MCGEE: Almost sixteen years.    
GIBBS: Want to take a wild guess what my first partner still calls me?    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. NCIS ELEVATOR – DAY     
     
  (SFX: DOORS SLIDE OPEN)    
TONY: You’ve done it again, Dinozzo.    
  (SFX: DOORS SLIDE CLOSED)    
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM    
     
FARRIS: I voluntarily turned myself in.  I’m just trying to do the right thing here, Agent Gibbs.  Look, I’m admitting it, okay?  I stole the damn SUV, but I didn’t kidnap anyone.     
GIBBS: How do you explain these?    
FARRIS: I didn’t know that chick was back there when I took it.    
GIBBS: Her name is Lieutenant Anne Sullivan!  (SHOUTS)  Where is she!?    
FARRIS: I told you, I don’t know.  Look, I am telling you.  I just committed grand theft auto.  Why the hell would I do that if I wasn’t telling the truth?    
GIBBS: To avoid kidnap and murder charges!    
FARRIS: Whoa!  She’s dead?!  No!  No, she was alive and screaming in the back of the SUV the last time I saw her.    
GIBBS: (OVERLAP)  Screaming what?
    
FARRIS: I don’t know.  Something about a… being singled out by some guy.    
GIBBS: What guy?    
FARRIS: I didn’t exactly stick around to find out, okay?  I am telling you I didn’t kill her.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. OBSERVATION ROOM    
     
TONY: So what do you think?    
ZIVA: He might be telling the truth.    
TONY: I mean about the mustache.    
ZIVA: Oh.  It makes him look distinguished, yes?    
TONY: It’s not Gibbs.    
ZIVA: People change.    
TONY: People maybe, not Gibbs.    
FARRIS: (V.O./FILTERED) I knew it was too good to be true.  The door was open, engine running…    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM    
     
FARRIS: Couldn’t help myself, Agent Gibbs.    
GIBBS: Where?    
FARRIS: It was the Texaco station on Wildwood Road.  Look, I’m telling you the first time I saw this chick – sorry, Lieutenant Sullivan – was in the rear view mirror when she woke up and started screaming.    
GIBBS: Last time.    
FARRIS:

 


FARRIS: In the lot where I dumped the ride.  Look, I even dialed nine-one-one!  Yeah, I hung up, but I dialed.  That’s got to count for something, right?  Wait.  Wait, wait.  There might have been another car.
(CONT.)  There was a silver Honda Accord that I thought might be tailing me.  I thought somebody saw me boost the SUV at the station.    
GIBBS: You see the driver?    
FARRIS: No, he was wearing a ball cap.  I never got a good look at his face, okay?  But he must have followed me.  That’s who you should be looking for!  I’m not a kidnapper!    
GIBBS: No.  You’re just the dirtbag that left her there to die.    
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 INT. HALLWAY     
     
TONY: Ziva’s running down the gas station lead.  Nine-one-one hang up already checked out.  Traced it to Farris’ cell.  Ducky wants to see you.    
GIBBS: About what?    
TONY: Something about profiling Lieutenant Sullivan’s profile.  Maybe you should ask him.  So do you think Farris is innocent?    
GIBBS: I don’t know.  You check the bloody fingerprints Abby has against his yet?    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. AUTOPSY ROOM – DAY     
     
DUCKY: (INTO RADIO) You are quite the fascinating woman, my dear.  Sadly, due to Darwinian evolution, men tend to cherish women’s bodies rather than their minds.  I must admit, I sometimes fall prey to that myself. 


(SFX: DOORS SLIDE OPEN)   
GIBBS: I thought you only talked to bodies.    
DUCKY: A lot has changed since you quit.  Fortunately, one doesn’t need a body for a psychological autopsy, which is what I’m doing here on our missing Lieutenant.    
GIBBS: I heard you passed your test.    
DUCKY: Yes.  The graduation ceremony was very rewarding.  All my friends were there.    
GIBBS: What do you got?    
DUCKY: Um, well, a sampling of the Lieutenant’s DVD collection: Under the Tuscan Sun, Sabrina, Ghost, Fried Green Tomatoes.  What Tony would classify as chick flicks.  Yet they contrast vividly with her choice in literature.  Like our Timothy, she is quite the fan of the detective and the spy genres.  A dissonance made even more interesting by these.  Her fitness reports.  They reveal a brilliant tactical mind with little tolerance for failure.  One who is highly driven.  She’s well traveled, but notice this…    
GIBBS: Alone.    
DUCKY: Yes.  I imagine you know something about that.    
GIBBS: Are you going somewhere with this, Doctor?    
DUCKY: Yes.  This woman is a highly motivated loner with an odd desire for secrecy.  These profiles that she keeps may indicate a need to control her environment and the people in it.    
GIBBS: But you don’t know who they are?    
DUCKY: Well, this isn’t an exact science.    
ABBY: (V.O./FILTERED)  Gibbs!  Gibbs!  Gibbs!  Over here!  (ON MONITOR/FILTERED)  Gibbs, your new golden boy McGee, he was wrong.  The partial handprint…    
TONY: (ON MONITOR/FILTERED) …isn’t Farris’, Boss.    
GIBBS: Whose is it?    
TONY: (ON MONITOR/FILTERED)  Well…
    
ABBY: (ON MONITOR/FILTERED)…. that we don’t know yet.  But what that means is that…     
GIBBS: …. somebody else was there.    
     
  (MUSIC UP AND OUT)   
     
 MUSIC IN:    
     
 INT. NCIS SQUAD ROOM - DAY     
     
ZIVA: Farris claims he didn’t know Lieutenant Sullivan was in the vehicle when he stole it. When she started screaming, he dumped it here, with her still in it.  Which means, whoever kidnapped her must have followed Farris to get the Lieutenant back.    
TONY: If he’s telling the truth.  That still doesn’t explain why she’s profiling people.    
ZIVA: Blackmail.  Espionage.  Assassination.    
TONY: All good reasons why someone would want to make her disappear.    
ZIVA: We could be missing something.    
TONY: Believe me, not from this angle.    
ZIVA: She could be a covert operative.    
TONY: She’s a Navy computer geek who worked on software for base housing.  According to her coworkers, she’s a female version of McGee.    
ZIVA: Being a geek makes for a good cover.    
GIBBS: Cover for what?    
TONY: We’re still trying to figure that out, Boss.    
GIBBS: Did you pull security tapes from the gas station?    
ZIVA: There weren’t any.  System’s been broken for months.

    
TONY: Tire marks from the lot check out Farris’ story.  They’re a match for a factory-standard Honda Accord.    
GIBBS: Well, let’s hope that Abby and McGee had better luck.  Come on.    
TONY: Ah…    
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 INT. ABBY'S LAB - DAY     
     
  (MUSIC OVER ACTION/ABBY AND MCGEE SLEEPING)   
TONY: I wouldn’t call this luck.    
GIBBS: (WHISPERS)  Your computer is on fire.    
ABBY: McGee!  My baby’s French-frying!    
MCGEE: Checking internal core temperature!    
  (SFX: RAPID KEYBOARDING)   
ABBY: That is so not funny, Gibbs.    
MCGEE: I must have nodded off.    
GIBBS: Tell me that you two have something.    
ABBY: We have something.  We just don’t know what it is.    
GIBBS: It looks like a time table for an operation.    
ABBY: The problem is the events on the axis are encrypted.    
MCGEE: We’ve been trying to crack it all night.    
TONY: Try harder, McGee.  Chances of finding her alive drop to almost zero after forty-eight hours.  (TO GIBBS)  Sorry, I’m sure you knew that, Boss.    
GIBBS: Don’t apologize, Dinozzo.    
TONY: Right.  Sign of weakness.    
ZIVA: Not to mention annoying.    
ABBY: We were able to pull some programs off her directory.  This is the only one that stands out.  MorphPro.  It’s super high end imaging softward.  It’s unusual, because it retails for over five thousand dollars.    
TONY: Big bucks on a Lieutenant’s salary.    
ZIVA: What’s it for?    
ABBY: Morphing human features.  Um, we pulled some test runs out of her cache.     
TONY: Ah, yeah.  This is like the end of Saving Private Ryan.  You know, when Matt Damon morphs into his older self.  Anybody else get head faked by that, ‘cause Tom Hanks was who I thought --    
ZIVA: I’ve seen software like this before, Abby.  Mossad used earlier versions to age Nazi war criminals.  It was a great asset to hunting them down.    
GIBBS: So basically what you’re saying to me is, we have nothing.    
ABBY: Gibbs!  Ziva’s talking about Nazis.  I wouldn’t exactly call Nazi’s nothing.    
GIBBS: Abby.    
ABBY: We have nothing until we crack her encryptions.    
MCGEE: You mean if.  It’s high level.  It’s extremely sophisticated.    
DUCKY: Would her password help?    
ABBY: Well yeah, Ducky, but we don’t have it.    
DUCKY: Well, I just spent a long night in our Lieutenant’s head.  I may be able to offer some suggestions.  Try Coral Gables.     
  (SFX: KEYBOARDING)   
DUCKY: Uh.. Fiddler’s Green.    
  (SFX: KEYBOARDING)   
DUCKY: Hampton Inn.    
GIBBS: Nice try.  Tony, Ziva, with me.    
DUCKY: Spanish Rose. (SFX: KEYBOARDING)   
  (SFX: COMPUTER BEEP TONES)   
ABBY: Whoa!    
MCGEE: We’re in!  Ducky, that’s…    
ABBY: …. mind-blowingly amazing.    
DUCKY: It’s more of an art, than a science.  Oh, Lieutenant Sullivan was indeed into targeting people.  She was using all her military knowledge and skills to find a husband.    
GIBBS: Well, it looks like she found herself a psycho instead, Doctor Mallard.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. NCIS SQUAD ROOM - DAY     
     
MCGEE: Now that we have access to her files, we can see she was using MorphPro to predict the appearance of her adult offspring.      
TONY: Creepy.  No wonder she couldn’t find a husband.    
MCGEE: You know, choosing someone to spend the rest of your life with is not easy.  Who wouldn’t want to know all the facts before deciding?    
ZIVA: Isn’t that what dating’s all about?    
TONY: Yeah, you should try that sometime, McGee.    
MCGEE: Gee, I wonder what would happen if you two hooked up?  Guys, meet your love child.    
  (SFX: ZIVA LAUGHS)   
TONY AND ZIVA: (IN UNISON)  Do Gibbs and the Director!    
ZIVA: Mmm.  Now that’s not a bad combination.    
TONY: Even with Gibbs as a father, I’d date her.    
GIBBS: Never more than once, Dinozzo.    
ABBY: Ah!  You and the Director make nice Gibblets, Gibbs.    
GIBBS: McGee, pull up that website.  While you three were playing, Abby found out where our Lieutenant was the day she was abducted.    
ZIVA: Speed dating?    
ABBY: There was an email invitation on her computer.  It’s a three day event and she went missing after the first day.    
GIBBS: Gas station where Farris stole her SUV was two blocks from the hotel hosting it.    
TONY: So she wasn’t screaming about being singled out by a guy.    
ZIVA: She was talking about this.    
MCGEE: I’ve heard of V-S-O.  Apparently they have an eighty-five percent success rate.    
ZIVA: For what?    
MCGEE: For marriages.    
GIBBS: What about kidnappings, McGee?    
MCGEE: I will work on getting a list of clients attending the event.    
ABBY: I tried it.  Their lawyers say the “Virginia Singled Out” is a confidential service.  So they keep their client list under lock and key.    
TONY: Warrant.  On it, Boss.    
GIBBS: Not enough time.  It ends tonight.    
ABBY: I can’t tell you who is there, but I can tell you that it’s the same guys from Sunday night.  You want to know how I know?    
MCGEE: The V-S-O is designed to introduce successful men to a wide assortment of eligible women.  Each night brings the promise of romance and a chance finding your soul mate.  (BEAT)  Or so I’ve heard.  Okay, know what?  I… I thought about going to one… one time.
    
TONY: After this is over, you and I are going to have a little talk.    
ABBY: So the men remain the same, but the women change every night.    
GIBBS: Hey, we’re doing this the old fashioned way.  So Ziva, do you still think being a geek makes for a good cover?    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. ABBY'S LAB - DAY     
     
MCGEE: You sure about this?    
DUCKY: Oh, absolutely.  We have created an image of Lieutenant Sullivan’s type.  Yeah, hopefully the similarities will trigger a visceral response in our kidnapper.    
ZIVA: Do you really think he’ll come back for another woman, Ducky?    
DUCKY: No, no, no, no, no.  I think he’ll come back to avoid suspicion.  I doubt you’ll be in any kind of danger.    
MCGEE: Video-surveillance glasses.    
TONY: Good work, McGee!    
ZIVA: I look like a dork.    
TONY: Yeah, that’s the point.    
ABBY: And this is a portable finger print scanner.  It’s wireless.    
MCGEE: And we’ll know within a matter of seconds if the prints you collect match our mystery print from the SUV.    
ABBY: All you have to do is get each dater to press his right index finger here.    
ZIVA: Really?  Is that all, Abby?  How do you suggest I do that?    
GIBBS: Improvise.  You’ll figure it out.
    
TONY: Our priority is IDing the members and finding out which one drives a silver Honda Accord.    
GIBBS: Questions?    
ZIVA: Just one.  Can anyone please explain what speed-dating is?    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. BALLROOM – NIGHT     
     
ZIVA: Ninety-second dates?  I thought you were kidding me, Gibbs.    
GIBBS: (V.O./FILTERED)  You’ll do fine, Ziva.  I had marriages shorter than that.    
ZIVA: Huh!  I’m starting to understand why.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. MTAC – NIGHT     
     
GIBBS: Tony, sit-rep.    
TONY: (ON MONITOR/FILTERED)  No silver Accord in the parking structure.  Our girl’s looking a little nervous, though.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. BALLROOM – NIGHT     
     
TONY: I think we found her kryptonite.  Our big bad spy doesn’t do geek.    
ZIVA: Did he just say Greek?    
     
  CUT TO:    
 

    
 INT. MTAC – NIGHT     
     
GIBBS: How about both of you, (V.O.) shut up!    
M.C.: (V.O.)  Okay, daters…    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. BALLROOM - NIGHT     
     
M.C.: … we’ve got a really full house tonight, so please remember, be courteous to each other and move at the sound of the chime.  Please begin now.    
  (SFX: CHIME)   
LARRY: Hi, Natalie!  I’m Larry.    
ZIVA: Hi.  Uh… last name?    
LARRY: Uh, West.  Uh… banker by trade.  But my passion happens to be astronomy.  Um… why don’t you tell me a little bit about yourself?    
ZIVA: I like computers.  And that stuff you do with the yarn.    
LARRY: Knitting?    
ZIVA: Yes!  That’s it.    
LARRY: Has anyone ever told you you’re very attractive, Natalie?    
ZIVA: My brother.    
LARRY: That’s interesting.    
GIBBS: (V.O./FILTERED)  Get his prints, Ziva.    
ZIVA: You know, I feel…    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. MTAC – NIGHT    
     
MCGEE: Interface is up.  She’s getting his print now. (SFX: ZIVA TALKS B.G.)   
ZIVA: (V.O./FILTERED)  …With you, Gary.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. BALLROOM - NIGHT     
     
LARRY: Larry.    
ZIVA: Oh.    
LARRY: What have you got in your hand there?    
ZIVA: It’s called a mood scanner.  See?      
LARRY: Oh.    
ZIVA: It lets me know if you’re in the mood.    
LARRY: Ooh, very New Age.  I like that.  (CHUCKLES)    
ZIVA: There is something about your eyes.    
LARRY: I get that a lot.  It’s allergies.    
ZIVA: Oh.  What kind of car do you drive?    
LARRY: Does it really matter?    
ZIVA: Well, cars get me …    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. MTAC – NIGHT    
     
ZIVA: (V.O./FILTERED)  … extremely hot, Larry!    
LARRY: (V.O./FILTERED)  I drive…    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. BALLROOM - NIGHT     
     
LARRY: … a Porch.    
ZIVA: You mean a Porsche?    
LARRY: Yeah.  It’s in the shop.    
ZIVA: That’s a nice … car.    
     
  CUT TO:    
 
    
 INT. MTAC – NIGHT    
     
MCGEE: Oh for one.  Twenty-four more guys to go. (VOICES B.G.)   
GIBBS: He’s clean, Ziva.    
ZIVA: (V.O./FILTERED)  Yeah, well you didn’t have to smell him, Gibbs.    
GIBBS: And do turn up the charm, Ziva David.  You’re a geek, not mentally deranged.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. BALLROOM - NIGHT     
     
  (MUSIC OVER ACTION/ZIVA MEETS DATES)   
  (INTERCUT SCENES OF GIBBS IN MTAC)   
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. BAR – NIGHT     
     
THOMAS: Get you another one, Sir?    
TONY: Oh, yeah sure.  Why not?  Thanks, Graham.    
THOMAS: You with the speed-dating party, Sir?    
TONY: Why?  Do I look like I need that stuff to get a date?    
THOMAS: I have to ask, Sir.  They get fifteen percent off drinks.    
TONY: Mm.  Just my luck.  I’m just waiting for a friend.  Met her online last month.  She was supposed to be here an hour ago.  Want to see a picture?  Recognize her?    
THOMAS: Dirty vodka martini.  She’s a regular.  Saw her around on Sunday afternoon.    
TONY: Really?  Was she alone or with someone?    
THOMAS: She was with the speed-dating party.  A couple guys were buying drinks for her afterwards.  You know how that goes.    
TONY: Yeah.  Yeah.  Any of those McFisters here now?    
THOMAS: That’s one of them.  Over there.  The gentleman with the glasses across from the nerdy-looking girl.    
TONY: Yeah, thank you.  Did you get that, Boss?    
GIBBS: (V.O./FILTERED)  Yeah.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. MTAC – NIGHT    
     
GIBBS: Got it.  I need a print on this guy, and you are out of time, Ziva.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. BALLROOM - NIGHT     
     
ZIVA: Really?    
HOOPER: Oh, yeah!  I think there’s something spiritual about glass.  Hot molten silicate, shaping it with nothing--    
ZIVA: You know, I feel an attraction between us, Calvin.    
HOOPER: Really?    
ZIVA: Yes.  Something animal, you know.  Something uh… primal.    
HOOPER: Okay.    
M.C.: (V.O.)  And time!    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. MTAC – NIGHT    
     
MCGEE: Print didn’t scan.    
GIBBS: Ziva, we still need his…    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. BALLROOM - NIGHT     
     
GIBBS: (V.O./FILTERED) … print!    
MCGEE: (V.O./FILTERED)  But we did…    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. MTAC – NIGHT    
     
MCGEE: … get a hit on his name.  Calvin Hooper reported a silver Honda Accord stolen Sunday night in Fairfax.  He could have been the one following Farris.    
GIBBS: Tony, take him down, quietly.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. BALLROOM - NIGHT     
     
TONY: Intercepting now, Boss.    
ZIVA: Would you like to get a bite to eat, Calvin?    
HOOPER: Uh, you mean… together?    
ZIVA: Of course.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. MTAC – NIGHT    
     
HOOPER: (ON MONITOR/FILTERED)  Uh… well, sure!    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. BALLROOM - NIGHT     
     
HOOPER: I’d love to!    
ZIVA: Or let’s just skip the dinner and go straight for desert!    
HOOPER: You know, this kind of thing never happens to me.    
ZIVA: Oh!    
TONY: Calvin Hooper?    
HOOPER: Yes?  Huh?    
ZIVA: Remove your hand…    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. MTAC – NIGHT    
     
ZIVA: (V.O./FILTERED)  … or I will rip your arm off and beat you to death with it!    
HOOPER: (ON MONITOR) Um…     
MCGEE: It’s not a match!    
GIBBS: What?  Run it again!    
MCGEE: Boss, he’s not our guy.    
     
  (MUSIC UP AND OUT)   
     
 FADE IN:    
     
 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM    
     
HOOPER: But you’ve no right to arrest me.    
TONY: You’re not under arrest, Calvin.    
ZIVA: Yet.    
TONY: We just want to clear up a few things.    
HOOPER: No one read me my Miranda rights.    
TONY: That’s because you’re not under arrest.    
ZIVA: Yet!    
TONY: Ziva!    
ZIVA: Sorry!    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. OBSERVATION ROOM    
     
SHEPARD: You should be proud of him.    
GIBBS: Dinozzo?    
SHEPARD: When you left, there were some rocky moments.  He really held the team together.    
GIBBS: That’s what I trained him to do.    
SHEPARD: I just thought you should know he excelled at it.    
GIBBS: Then give him his own team, Jen.    
SHEPARD: You think he’s ready?    
GIBBS: I wouldn’t have quit if he wasn’t.    
SHEPARD: You should tell him that.    
GIBBS: Oh, trust me.  When Dinozzo thinks he’s ready for his own team, you’ll know about it.  Hell, the whole world will know about it.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM    
     
TONY: You say you reported your car stolen Sunday night.    
HOOPER: Yes.  Is that some kind of crime?    
TONY: No.  Of course, not.  However, filing a false police report….    
ZIVA: Crime!!    
HOOPER: I think I want a lawyer now.    
TONY: What part of “you’re not under arrest” don’t you get, Calvin?    
HOOPER: So I’m… I’m free to go here at any time?    
TONY: Sure.  Unless we charge you with a crime.  See, the thing is, Cal, can I call you Cal?  Arresting you means more paperwork for me.  So what I need from you is the truth.    
HOOPER: But my car really was stolen.    
TONY: Which sucks for you.  Unfortunately you reported it stolen from your home in Fairfax.    
ZIVA: Speed-dating is a three day event.  You stayed at the Belmar every night.  You paid cash up front.     
TONY: Which was wise, considering that you’re married and attending a speed-dating service.    
ZIVA: I’m calling his wife.    
HOOPER: No!  Wait!  Please.  It wasn’t stolen from my house, but you can’t – I – she’ll find out.  (V.O./FILTERED)  My wife was at (ON CAMERA) her sister’s place in Jersey.  They just had a baby.  I’ve been married eighteen years now.  I was just trying to have a little fun.    
TONY: Yeah.  What we need to know is where and when, Cal.    
HOOPER: The first day of the event, I struck out.    
ZIVA: Shocking.    
HOOPER: So I drove over to the Texaco station around six to get some cigarettes and wine.  And I’m in the store maybe a minute when I look out and this guy is driving away in my car!    
TONY: Please describe him.    
HOOPER: White, about your height.  He was wearing a Chicago Cubs hat.  And really, you know, I just got a glimpse of him but…     
ZIVA: Not good enough.  You grabbed my ass, Calvin.    
HOOPER: No, hold on!  Hold on!  Just a second.  Um… give me a second!  Just a second to… um… when I drove up he uh… he was standing out front, and he was on the pay phone.      
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. OBSERVATION ROOM    
     
HOOPER: (V.O./FILTERED)  I swear that’s all that ever happened.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. NCIS SQUAD ROOM - DAY     
     
ZIVA: Farris stole the Lieutenant’s SUV with the Lieutenant in it from the gas station at around eighteen hundred.    
TONY: And Cubs Hat steals Calvin’s car at the same time, same place, and follows him.     
ZIVA: Well, do you think they were working together?    
TONY: It’s possible.    
GIBBS: Except they weren’t.  Guy in the Cubby hat stopped by to use the pay phone.  Probably didn’t want to risk being overheard.  Didn’t figure on Farris coming by and stealing his car.    
TONY: So he had to steal the Accord to follow Farris.    
GIBBS: If he wanted the Lieutenant back.    
TONY: Well, we’ve got to get that pay phone, find out who he was calling.    
GIBBS: McGee just brought it back.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. ABBY'S LAB - DAY     
     
ABBY:

 

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(CONT.)  The three latent prints that we took of this phone matched our mystery print that we got from the back of Sullivan’s SUV.  Cubs Hat is definitely our kidnapper.    
ZIVA: Did you run the calls made Sunday night?    
ABBY: Did and done, Ziva.  The traces just came in.  There were only four calls made from the payphone that night.  I mean, the payphone industry has been decimated by cell phone penetration.  The only time you really use a pay phone would be on an airplane, which is probably the reason that you can’t use your cell phone on an airplane-    
GIBBS: (OVERLAP)  Abs, the missing Lieutenant.    
ABBY: Right.  Um… three of the calls were to taxi cab companies, and one was to a warehouse in Fredericksburg.  It’s a rental space.  There’s the address.    
GIBBS: Abby!  Good job.    
  (GIBBS WALKS O.S.)   
ABBY: Those are two words I will never take for granted again, Bert.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 EXT. ALLEY – NIGHT     
     
  (MUSIC OVER ACTION/ALL MOVE INTO THE WAREHOUSE)   
     
  CUT TO:    
     
     
     
 INT. WAREHOUSE – NIGHT     
     
  (MUSIC OVER ACTION/ALL SEARCH THE WAREHOUSE)   
TONY: Clear!    
MCGEE: No one’s here, Boss.    
ZIVA: The Lieutenant was here.  It’s her purse; military I.D. is still inside.    
GIBBS: They knew we were coming.    
TONY: Maybe not, Boss.  You definitely need to check this out.  It looks like a professional crew.  Detailed itineraries, blueprints, and a scale model.    
ZIVA: It’s for the Belmar Plaza Hotel.    
MCGEE: They’re planning a heist?    
TONY: Yeah, a big one.  Coin convention and auction.  They’re planning on hitting the hotel’s vault.      
MCGEE: Does it say how?    
GIBBS: From inside.  They’re working the place.    
MCGEE: What does the Lieutenant have to do with this?    
ZIVA: She was dating one of them.  Alpha bravo one zero one six.  The missing profile.  It says here he’s a hotel bartender.  Lied to her about his entire past.      
TONY: She ran a background check on his cover.    
ZIVA: I can only imagine he panicked when she started questioning him about it.    
TONY: We need to get to the hotel before they hit the vault.    
GIBBS: They started four minutes ago.  Come on!    
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
 
    
 INT. HOTEL VAULT – NIGHT     
     
  (MUSIC OVER ACTION/CREW UNLOAD THE COINS)   
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. CORRIDOR – NIGHT    
     
  (MUSIC OVER ACTION/CREW MOVE THE COINS INTO THE LAUNDRY CART)   
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 INT. LAUNDRY TRUCK – NIGHT     
     
  (SFX: ANNIE’S MUFFLED CRIES CONTINUE B.G.)   
THOMAS: You really had us scared there for a minute, Annie.  We thought you might be F.B.I. or a detective working for the hotel.  But no cops.  Looks like you were telling me the truth.  I’d wish you luck with the whole husband thing but, I don’t think it’s really going to work out for you.  I’m not exactly the marrying type.    
  (SFX: KNOCK ON METAL)   
  (SFX: WAREHOUSE DOOR SLIDES OPEN)    
THOMAS: We’re running eight minutes behind schedule.  Sanitize the warehouse.  We meet at the airport in two hours.    
  (SFX: WAREHOUSE DOOR SLIDES CLOSED)    
THOMAS: It’s nothing personal, Annie.  You just know too much. (SFX: MUFFLED CRYING B.G.)   
ZIVA: Don’t move!  Drop your weapon!  Or if you prefer, I can shoot you in the spine.  Would you rather be a para or quadriplegic?    
  (SFX: SIRENS/ POLICE CAR BRAKES TO A STOP)   
GIBBS: (V.O./SHOUTS)  NCIS!      
TONY: (SHOUTS)  Put your hands where we can see them!    
     
  (PASSAGE OF TIME)   
     
  (SFX: POLICE RADIOS B.G.)   
ZIVA: Have a seat.    
SULLIVAN: Thank you.  Thank you.    
TONY: (TO GIBBS) You can’t tell me you didn’t miss this when you were in Mexico.    
GIBBS: A couple of minutes.    
TONY: That’s it?    
GIBBS: That’s the difference between putting the Lieutenant in a body bag or an ambulance.    
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
 
    
 INT. SHEPARD’S OFFICE – NIGHT     
     
  (KNOCK ON DOOR)    
SHEPARD: Come in, Tony!    
  (DOOR OPENS)   
TONY: How’d you know it was me?    
SHEPARD: Because your deadline passed hours ago.    
  (DOOR CLOSES)   
TONY: I’ve made my decision.    
SHEPARD: And I respect it.  Sometimes I even wish I made the same one myself.    
TONY: But I’m passing on the promotion, Jenny.    
SHEPARD: I know.    
TONY: Well, how can you know?  I just made up my mind behind the door.    
SHEPARD: To get here in this office, especially as a woman, my career has been on the fast track my entire life.  And between you and me, sometimes I wish I’d taken it a little slower.    
TONY: Hm.  So you’re not disappointed?    
SHEPARD: No.  Actually, I’m feeling a bit proud at the moment.    
TONY: Hm.    
SHEPARD: Go home and get some sleep.    
TONY: Listen, this wouldn’t… be the right time to bring up the possibility of a performance award or …    
SHEPARD: Good night, Tony.    
TONY: Yeah, I didn’t think so.  Good night, Jenny. (DOOR OPENS/ CLOSES)   
     
  (MUSIC UP OVER ENDING CREDITS AND OUT) 
 

 

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Le NCIS et l'agent spécial Leroy Jethro Gibbs continuent leur service ce soir sur M6! C'est dès 21h...

NCIS| Synopsis 16.19 : Perennial

NCIS| Synopsis 16.19 : Perennial
CBS a dévoilé le synopsis de l'épisode 16.19 : Perennial qui sera diffusé le 9 avril...

NCIS:NO | Synopsis & Photos - 5.18

NCIS:NO | Synopsis & Photos - 5.18
CBS a dévoilé le synopsis et les photos promos de l'épisode 5.18 : In Plain Sight qui sera diffusé...

NCIS | Diffusion M6 - 15.12 : Le grand secret

NCIS | Diffusion M6 - 15.12 : Le grand secret
Le NCIS et l'agent spécial Leroy Jethro Gibbs continuent leur service ce soir sur M6! C'est dès 21h...

NCIS | Synopsis - 16.18 : Mona Lisa

NCIS | Synopsis - 16.18 : Mona Lisa
CBS a dévoilé le synopsis de l'épisode 16.18 : Mona Lisa qui sera diffusé le 12 mars...

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