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#404 : L'appât

Synopsis: Deux policiers interpellent un individu, Nikolaï Puchenko, qui téléphonait en conduisant. Alors qu'ils menottent l'homme pour port d'arme dans son véhicule, une voiture vient s'encastrer dans celle des policiers. L'équipe du NCIS suspecte Puchenko d'être responsable de la mort d'un quartier maître, quand le Département d'Etat à la Sécurité du Territoire leur annonce que c'est en réalité un espion qui travaille pour eux...

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Titre VO
Faking it

Titre VF
L'appât

Première diffusion
10.10.2006

Première diffusion en France
30.10.2007

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Scénariste : Thomas J. Wright
Réalisateur : Shane Brennan

MUSIC IN:    

     
 INT. CAR – MOVING     
     
  (SFX: CAR HORN HONKS)   
  (MUSIC OVER ACTION/CAR DRIVES RAPIDLY)     
PUCHENKO: (IN RUSSIAN)  Arkady, you’re not going to believe what just happened!  Someone from the past – the go-between, Vale.  He saw me, Arkady!  He saw me!    
  (SFX: POLICE SIRENS B.G.)   
PUCHENKO: (IN RUSSIAN)  Police.  I’ll call you.    
  (PUCHENKO BRAKES TO A STOP)   
  (SFX: CAR DOORS CLOSE)    
GIOTTI: Driver’s license and registration, please, Sir.    
PUCHENKO: Sorry, officer.  My wife, uh…pregnant.  Uh… she’s always calling me when I’m driving.    
GIOTTI: And registration, Sir.  (SHOUTS)  Gun!!!    
     
PUCHENKO: No!    
GIOTTI: (SHOUTS)  Sir, put your hands up on the dashboard!    
PUCHENKO: But my wife --     
GIOTTI: (SHOUTS)  Hands on the dash board!  I want to see your hands!  All right, nice and slow.  I want your hands through the window, opening the door from the outside and step out of the car.  Now!  Charlie?    
JORDAN: I got it… ….. now!  Hands behind your back.
    
GIOTTI: You just fired this gun, Sir.    
  (SFX: CAR HORN HONKING B.G.)
(SFX: CAR TIRES SCREECH)
(SFX: CAR CRASHES INTO THE POLICE CAR)
(SFX: STEADY HORN HONKING)   
GIOTTI: Damn!    
  (GIOTTI WALKS TO THE PASSENGER)   
GIOTTI: Are you okay, Sir?  Sir?    
  (DOOR OPENS)   
  (SFX: COINS SPILL ONTO THE ROAD)   
     
  (MUSIC UP AND OUT)    
     
  (THEME MUSIC UP OVER OPENING TITLE/SCENES/ CREDITS AND OUT)   
     
 MUSIC IN:    
     
 INT. SQUAD ROOM - DAY     
     
  (ELEVATOR DINGS/ DOORS OPEN/ CLOSE)   
ZIVA: Men are such bad liars.    
     
 “FAKING IT”    
     
MCGEE: But if a good liar was telling you a lie, you would not know it was a lie.    
ZIVA: Ha!  I would.    
MCGEE: How would you know?    
TONY: Know what?    
MCGEE: When an expert liar is telling Ziva a lie.    
TONY: And this started how?    
MCGEE: Well, I told her that I went to the gym this morning.    
TONY: No great skill in guessing you were fibbing there, Probie.  You may have lost some weight, and personally I am very proud of you.  But gym is definitely not your middle name.    
MCGEE: Okay, well, Ziva thinks that all men are liars.    
TONY: Really?  So if I were to lie to you, you would be able to tell?    
ZIVA: (LAUGHS)  Particularly you.    
TONY: You think?    
MCGEE: I wouldn’t go there, Tony.    
TONY: Oh, watch and weep.  True or false?  I had eggs for breakfast this morning.    
ZIVA: True.    
TONY: Lucky guess.  Last night I had a date with a very beautiful woman.    
ZIVA: False.
    
TONY: (TO MCGEE)  She’s good.  (TO ZIVA)  My first car was a shiny new red Corvette.    
ZIVA: False.  Strike three.  I win.    
TONY: How did… how did you do that?    
ZIVA: When you said you had a red Corvette, you looked down and to the left.  A telltale sign when people lie.    
TONY: And the date?    
ZIVA: Tony, if you’d gone out with a beautiful woman last night, you would have talked about it all day.    
TONY: I would?    
GIBBS: (V.O./INTO PHONE)  Location?      
MCGEE: Oh, yeah.    
TONY: Okay, but do you possibly know that I had eggs for breakfast this morning?    
GIBBS: Gear up.  We have a message from a dead guy.    
TONY: Ready to roll, Boss.    
GIBBS: Dinozzo?    
TONY: Yeah, Boss?    
GIBBS: You’ve got egg on your shirt.    
ZIVA: Not just your shirt.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 EXT. CITY STREET – DAY     
     
  (SFX: POLICE RADIOS B.G.)   
DUCKY: It’s amazing what the human body can endure.  This poor fellow probably lasted longer than he should.    
GIBBS: How much longer? 


   
DUCKY: Several minutes.  Not much when you stack it against a lifetime of minutes, but minutes nonetheless.  He could have driven a couple of miles.    
GIOTTI: More like a couple of city blocks.  Traffic sucks this time of day.  According to his military ID, he’s Chief Petty Officer Jack T. Vale.  You know him?     
GIBBS: No.    
GIOTTI: Well, he knows you guys.    
TONY: Jackpot.  There’s got to be fifty or sixty bucks there.    
DUCKY: Yeah, there’s more in his trouser pocket.    
TONY: What do you think?  Illegal slots?    
MCGEE: Maybe he was on his way to a video arcade.    
ZIVA: Maybe he was doing laundry.    
TONY: That’s a lot of laundry.    
ZIVA: Maybe he was a once a month kind of man.    
TONY: I do it once a week. (BEAT)  Laundry.    
GIBBS: Who’s the fare?    
GIOTTI: Oh, that’s Robert John Stevens.  But the guy’s got an accent as thick as polish sausage, so I ain’t buying it.  Found a loaded thirty-eight on the seat.  Recently fired.    
GIBBS: Got an exit wound?    
DUCKY: No, there doesn’t appear to be an exit wound.  So, I dig out the bullet, you match it to the weapon and hey, presto!  Justice prevails.    
TONY: Open and shut case, Boss.    
GIBBS: No such thing, Dinozzo.  Only water-tight.    
DUCKY: (V.O.)  Give me a call when you’re finished.    
TONY: (V.O.)  You got it, Ducky.    
     
  (PASSAGE OF TIME)   
     
TONY: It doesn’t look like a fake I.D.    
ZIVA: Fake.    
TONY: What are you talking about?  You barely got a look at it.    
ZIVA: I can spot a fake a mile away.    
TONY: Huh.  I had the best fake ID in college.  Never got turned away from a bar.    
ZIVA: Never?    
TONY: Never. (BEAT)  Once.    
ZIVA: Once?    
TONY: Or twice.    
ZIVA: A month?    
TONY: A week.  But listen, we went out every night, and it was a college town.  And they’re very tough there.  Eagle-eyed bouncers.  Really, you had to act the part, too, you know?  You had to be mature, worldly, kind of grown up.    
ZIVA: So it wasn’t really the ID, it was you.    
TONY: Are you kidding me?  No!  No, I was… I was the master of fake.    
MCGEE: Last call dialed was nine-one-one.  Cops will have it on tape.  Maybe this one will be easy.    
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM    
     
GIBBS: Fake name.  Fake plates.  Real weapon.  Real guy dead.  When he first saw you, he called nine-one-one.  When you realized he was trailing you, you shot him.  Even the very, very good ones slip up eventually.  And you, Mister Stevens, you’re not very good.    
     
  CUT TO:    
 
    
 INT. OBSERVATION ROOM    
     
TONY: Women want men to lie to them.    
ZIVA: Not true.    
TONY: Honey, does my butt look big in these pants to you?   Actually, yes, sweetheart.  Your butt looks as big as Alabama.  Didn’t want to say anything, but you got the ‘Bama butt going on.  See?  You want us to lie to you, so we do.  Especially if your butt is as big as ‘Bama.  (BEAT)  Not that … not that your butt is big.  And not that I’ve even looked.    
ZIVA: Oh, liar!    
TONY: Okay, (CHUCKLES) I have looked.  But, you know, I never….    
ZIVA: Never what?!    
TONY: Oh, no.  I’m catching on to you.  And you’re not going to get me to say something and then do your little Mossad true-or-false trick.  I’m too smart for that.    
ZIVA: (CHUCLES)  Of course, you are.    
  (DOOR OPENS/ CLOSES)   
GIBBS: Ziva.    
ZIVA: Gibbs.    
GIBBS: How many languages do you speak?    
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM    
     
ZIVA: (IN FRENCH)  What is your name?    
     
  CUT TO:    
 
    
 INT. OBSERVATION ROOM    
     
TONY: French.    
ZIVA: (IN GERMAN)  All we want to know is your name.    
TONY: And German.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM    
     
ZIVA: (IN ITALIAN)  Tell me your name.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. OBSERVATION ROOM    
     
TONY: Italian, of course.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM    
     
ZIVA: (IN ARABIC)  Why won’t you tell us your name?    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. OBSERVATION ROOM    
     
TONY: Greek.    
GIBBS: Arabic.    
TONY: Nice, Boss.    
     
  CUT TO:    
 
    
 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM    
     
ZIVA: (IN RUSSIAN)  Tell me your name.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. OBSERVATION ROOM    
     
GIBBS: Ah, got him.  He’s Russian.    
TONY: Looked down and to the left.  Sure sign of a liar.    
GIBBS: That’s very good, Dinozzo.    
TONY: Thanks, Boss.    
GIBBS: Did Ziva tell you that?    
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 INT. ABBY’S LAB – DAY     
     
GIBBS: Tell me you found a match on our suspect’s prints, Abs.    
ABBY: Negative.  It’s still processing.  What we do have is seventy-three dollars and sixty-five cents.  That’s what the victim was carrying.  And there’s no pennies.  He probably threw them out.  A lot of people do, you know.  I mean, I don’t, but other people do.  Do you know how many pennies are thrown out or put into jars every year?    
GIBBS: Enlighten me.    
ABBY: Three and a half billion.  Billion, Gibbs!  That’s like thirty-five million dollars in pennies.  That’s a lot of pennies in any language.    
GIBBS: Including Russian.    
ABBY: No, Russians don’t have pennies.  They have kopecks.  What does it have to do with Russia?    
GIBBS: Run his prints through immigration and let’s find out.    
ABBY: Oh, because he’s a foreigner and every visitor is printed when they enter the U.S.  Clever, Gibbs.  Okay, I reviewed the nine one one call.  Ready?    
JACK VALE: (V.O./FILTERED)  My name is Jack Vale.  This is really important, okay?  I’ve identified a terrorist – a known terrorist.  I’m following him downtown right now.  Get someone over here.  Call NC--    
ABBY: NCIS.  I’m guessing an over-taxed relay tower in the downtown area caused the line to drop off before he finished.  But Gibbs, this guy works in the supply department.  And what would he know about terrorists?    
GIBBS: That’s a good question.    
ABBY: I also isolated the background noise.    
  (SFX: ELECTRONIC /MECHANICAL NOISE)   
ABBY: It’s kind of a Pac-Man-retro-meets-Vegas sort of thing.  Not really something you’d hear in a car.    
GIBBS: He was on foot when he made that call. (SFX: COMPUTER BEEP TONES)   
ABBY: And we have a winner.  Nikolai Aleksandrovich Puchenko.  Russian.  Uh-oh.  And there’s a Homeland Security alert.  You’re not the only one interested in Mister Nikolai Puchenko.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM    
     
GIBBS: (IN RUSSIAN)  Like I said, Nikolai Puchenko, everyone slips up eventually.      
PUCHENKO: I want lawyer.    
GIBBS: Get a good one.  Tell him the charge is going to be murder.      
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 INT. AUTOPSY ROOM – DAY     
     
DUCKY: I’m afraid it’s not that simple.  Normally, matching the bullet to the weapon shouldn’t present us with any great difficulty.  But this is far from normal.    
GIBBS: How far?    
DUCKY: I haven’t seen anything like it in twenty-five years of slicing and dicing.  Well, the bullet entered below the rib cage, traveling from left to right.  It nicked the pancreas, missed the liver, deflected off the fifth rib, and gouged its way through soft tissue and perforated the stomach.  No exit wound.  And so that’s where it appears to have um…    
GIBBS: To have um… what, Doctor Mallard?    
DUCKY: Vanished.  It’s not in the bullet furrow and it’s not showing up on any of the X-rays.  I mean, I don’t know where it’s gone.  I’m afraid we don’t have a bullet.    
     
  (MUSIC UP AND OUT)    
     
 MUSIC IN:    
     
 INT. SQUAD ROOM - DAY     
     
MCGEE: (V.O.)  The nine-one-one call was routed through this tower here.    
TONY: Anyone ever heard of Operation Sunburst?    
MCGEE: Which locates Vale somewhere in this area when he made the call.  Anywhere outside of the circle, it meant that the call was routed through a different cell tower.    
TONY: Back in ninety one!  Come on!  Anyone!  Operation Sunburst!    
MCGEE: About three city blocks.    
GIBBS: Yes, Abby said the signal dropped out.  It probably puts him at the outside edge of the reception area of that tower.    
MCGEE: That’s pretty clever, Boss.  How did you figure that out?    
GIBBS: Too much time around you.    
TONY: Boss!  Operation Sunburst.  Do you know it?  It was a sting.  One of our ops.  Chief Vale was part of it.  He was just a P.O. Three back then.  Detailed from the supply department to NIS for five weeks.    
GIBBS: Get that file from archives.    
TONY: I can’t!  I mean, it’s not possible, Boss.  I’ve got the index reference, but when I called the archivist, he said the file was missing.    
GIBBS: Check the log.  Who booked it out last?    
TONY: CIA.  So I guess that’s… not a who, it’s more of an it.    
GIBBS: Who was the NIS case agent?    
TONY: What time is it in Mexico right now?    
GIBBS: Cantina time.    
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 INT. CANTINA – DAY     
     
  (TV/ MUSIC B.G.)   
  (PHONE RINGS)   
FERNANDEZ: (INTO PHONE IN SPANISH)  Si?  Si?  (IN ENGLISH)  Washington, Señor.    
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  Only one person in Washington, D.C., knows where to find me this time of day.  How are you doing, Probie? (BEGIN TELEPHONE INTERCUTS)   
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE)  Well, I’m surviving.  You?    
FRANKS: (V.O./FILTERED)  Sun’s hot.  Ocean’s warm.  Beer’s cold.  Got no complaints.     
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  You change your mind?    
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE)  Every day.  But then something stops me.    
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  What’s stopping you this time?    
GIBBS: (V.O./FILTERED)  Operation Sunburst.    
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  That was a long time ago.    
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE)  You remember a Petty Officer named Vale?    
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  Bright guy, right place, right time.  Went undercover for us.     
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE)  Yeah, well he was shot dead this morning.    
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  And you think this has something to do with Sunburst?     
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE)  Well, you tell me.  We’ve got a suspect.      
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
GIBBS: (V.O./FILTERED)  A Russian.    
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  Arkady Kobach?    
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE)  Nikolai Puchenko.    
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  Arkady Kobach is the man you need to worry about.  Puchenko and he served together.     
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
FRANKS: (V.O./FILTERED)  When the Soviet Union started falling apart, they got into the arms trade.    
     
  (SCENE CUT)   
      
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  Wanted to buy some of our Stingers to sell to Chechen terrorists.  They tried to bribe Vale in the supply department.     
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE)  So you sent him undercover?    
FRANKS: (V.O./FILTERED)  Someone tipped them off.  They high-tailed it back to Eastern Europe.    
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  A month later the CIA stuck its nose in and our file conveniently went missing.  What happened to Vale?    
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE)  Oh, he bumped into Puchenko on the street.  Recognized him.  Tried to follow him.  Puchenko shot him.    
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  I hope you’ve got an ironclad case.  This piece of scum is way overdue.    
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE)  Yeah.  Working on it, Boss.  Good luck with the fishing down there.  Thanks for the tip.    
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
 
    
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  Good luck. (END TELEPHONE INTERCUTS)   
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. SQUAD ROOM - DAY     
     
GIBBS: We got a case yet, Dinozzo?    
TONY: Like you said, working on it, Boss.    
ZIVA: We’ve narrowed down the area where he was shot.  And we do have a suspect in possession of the gun.    
MCGEE: Which means Murder One.    
TONY: With a bullet.    
GIBBS: If we can find one.    
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 INT. AUTOPSY ROOM – DAY     
     
  (SFX: DOORS SLIDE OPEN)    
ABBY: Hi, Ducky!    
  (SFX: DOORS SLIDE CLOSED)   
ABBY: A penny for your thoughts.  Or three and a half billion pennies. (GIGGLES)  That was a… was an in-joke.  So I have a pristine bullet sample fired from our suspect’s thirty-eight.  All I need is the bullet you pulled from him.  I’ll make a match and we’ll send the bad guys wherever the bad guys go when we catch them.  Where do the bad guys go when we catch them?      
DUCKY: The bullet disappeared, Abby.    
ABBY: I thought there was no exit wound.    
DUCKY: There is no exit wound.    
ABBY: Well, maybe it fell out, like in his clothes or something.    
DUCKY: I already checked.    
ABBY: Or in the evidence bag.    
DUCKY: Checked.    
ABBY: Or a body bag.    
DUCKY: Ditto.    
ABBY: Well, bullets don’t just disappear, Ducky.  Unless it’s an ice bullet!  I saw this really cool movie one time where this guy carved a bullet out of ice--    
DUCKY: It’s not an ice bullet.    
ABBY: Do you really think you lost a bullet?    
DUCKY: I didn’t lose it.  At least I don’t think I did.    
ABBY: Oh, Ducky.  I’d be sick to my stomach if I lost the evidence or screwed something up with a DNA sample, or fingerprint.    
DUCKY: Of course!  That’s got to be it!  Nothing else makes any sense.  Abby, you are a genius!    
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 INT. BASEMENT – NIGHT     
     
FRANKS: Probie?    
GIBBS: Yeah.    
FRANKS: What’s this?  Number three?    
GIBBS: Four.    
FRANKS: I would have thought you’d have been done practicing by now.    
GIBBS: There’s always something to learn, Mike.    
FRANKS: Hard lessons.    
GIBBS: Yeah, some harder than others.    
FRANKS: Got any extra-fine?    
GIBBS: You didn’t waste any time getting here.    
FRANKS: You were expecting me?    
GIBBS: Well, I would have been disappointed if you didn’t come.    
FRANKS: Yeah well, let’s just say I don’t like loose ends, Probie.      
GIBBS: It would take more than lose ends to get you off that beach in Baja.    
FRANKS: These scumbags have been selling weapons to tyrants and terrorists ever since they gave us the slip.  Guns, and bombs, and RPGs used to kill American soldiers and Marines in every hellhole from Mogadishu to Baghdad.  It’s time it ended.    
GIBBS: You know who tipped them?    
FRANKS: Rumor was they’d agreed to supply some new high-tech Soviet missile to CIA.  Guess they figured they wouldn’t get their missile if their arms dealers were in prison, which is exactly where I was going to send them.  You’ve got a chance here, Probie.  Don’t screw it up.    
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 INT. OBSERVATION ROOM    
     
FRANKS: (V.O.)  Same to you, Nikolai.  Who’s that with him?    
TONY: Marty Allen.  His lawyer.    
FRANKS: Hope he’s not a good lawyer.    
GIBBS: Enjoy your tour?    
FRANKS: Yeah.  The place is like a video arcade.  You’ve got more technology in one room than we had in every office across the whole damn country.  You know, if I needed to interrogate someone when I worked at Camp Pendleton, I’d take them into the broom closet with a telephone directory.    
GIBBS: Yeah, no broom closet, no telephone directory, no smoking.    
FRANKS: Another three reasons why I left just in…. time.    
SHEPARD: Special Agent Gibbs, may I have a moment?    
FRANKS: Hoo-rah, Gunny.    
ZIVA: You know that guy?    
FRANKS: Yeah.  Like a rat knows a snake.    
GIBBS: Director Shepard.    
SHEPARD: Special Agent Gibbs, this is Roy Carver, Homeland Security.    
CARVER: Agent Gibbs.    
SHEPARD: Mister Carver is here in relation to a suspect we’re holding.    
CARVER: Nikolai Puchenko.    
SHEPARD: I’d like you to transfer him into Mister Carver’s custody.    
GIBBS: Why?    
CARVER: He’s working for us.  He’s providing valuable intel on the arms trade among terrorist groups in Eastern Europe.    
GIBBS: Was he working for you when he killed the sailor yesterday?    
CARVER: I read the preliminary autopsy report on that, Agent Gibbs.  Seems there’s a lack of evidence linking Puchenko to the crime.    
GIBBS: He was carrying an illegal firearm.    
CARVER: Not connected to the shooting.    
GIBBS: Yet.    
CARVER: Well, find evidence that proves he was involved in any serious criminal activity, and I promise, I’ll hand him right back to you.    
SHEPARD: Do we have anything yet, Agent Gibbs?    
GIBBS: We will.    
SHEPARD: Until we do, I’m releasing him to Homeland Security.    
GIBBS: (LONG BEAT)  Ziva, get Puchenko.
    
TONY: (INTO PHONE)  Hello, this is Special Agent Dinozzo.  David is coming down to pick up Puchenko.    
     
  (DISSOLVE TO PASSAGE OF TIME)   
     
FRANKS: If he walks out of here, you won’t see him again.  Any evidence you have won’t be worth spit.    
TONY: We haven’t got enough evidence to even clear our throat.  We can’t charge him with anything.    
SHEPARD: Mister Carver, would you sign these custody transfer forms?    
FRANKS: Director, may I draw your attention to an NIS case codenamed Sunburst, which dealt with serious allegations of arms smuggling by this man, Nikolai Puchenko.     
SHEPARD: I’m aware of the case, Mister Franks.    
CARVER: As I recall, the file was lost, Mike.    
FRANKS: I made a copy, Roy.    
CARVER: Jack Vale was the key witness.  He’s dead.  You don’t have anyone to testify.    
FRANKS: I was the case agent.  I’ll testify.    
GIBBS: Serious enough charges for you, Director Shepard?    
SHEPARD: Take him back into custody.  I’m sorry, Mister Carver.  NCIS is not through with this man.    
CARVER: Homeland Security looks forward to reviewing the files.    
ALLEN: This is an outrage!  I strongly protest your department’s treatment of my client!    
PUCHENKO: (IN RUSSIAN)  You are a dead man! (PUCHENKO CONTINUES SHOUTING IN RUSSIAN)
   
TONY: Hey hey hey. (ZIVA AND TONY REMOVE HIM FROM THE SQUAD ROOM)    
ZIVA: Come on.    
SHEPARD: What did he just say?    
GIBBS: He said, “You’re a dead man, Mike.”    
     
  (MUSIC UP AND OUT)    
     
 MUSIC IN:    
     
 INT. SQUAD ROOM - DAY     
     
GIBBS: (V.O.)  We’re taking Puchenko’s threat to kill Frank seriously.  So right now, this is who we have to worry about.  (ON CAMERA) McGee? (DIALOGUE OVER PHOTOS)   
MCGEE: Arkady Mikhailovich Kobach.  Late forties.  Served with Puchenko in the Spetsnaz.  That’s the Soviet Special Forces.  First Afghanistan, then Chechnya.  In nineteen ninety, Arkady executed three clerks in the payroll office because they could not pay his men.  He then shot the Colonel who came to arrest him.  Been dealing arms ever since.    
GIBBS: I want a twenty-four hour protection detail.  Dinozzo, you’re team leader.    
TONY: You’re in safe hands, Mike.    
FRANKS: I’ve seen your hands, Dinozzo.  They don’t impress me.  I don’t need babysitting, Gunny.  I can look after myself.    
GIBBS: After spending four months in that crap hole you call home in Baja, I find that highly debatable.    
TONY: Safe house, Boss?    
GIBBS: Yep.  Mine.  Make yourself at home, Tony.    
TONY: Won’t touch a thing, Boss.  McGee!    
MCGEE: (INTO PHONE)  We’ll be right down.  (TO GIBBS)  Boss, Ducky found the bullet.    
DUCKY: (V.O.)  It’s fascinating where bullets can end up.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. AUTOPSY ROOM – DAY     
     
DUCKY: I once found a twenty-two caliber slug in a woman’s knee, and she’d been shot in the chest.  You see, the bullet entered her heart, was pumped down through the aorta, into the iliac, and on down into the femoral artery.  Extraordinary.    
TONY: So the missing bullet’s in his knee?    
DUCKY: No no.  Good heavens no.  That’s much too easy.  And anyway, it would have shown up on the X-rays.     
ZIVA: So where is it?    
DUCKY: I have no idea.  None at all.    
GIBBS: You said you found it.    
DUCKY: Well, I have.  I just don’t know where.  I can, however, tell you how.  It was Abby who gave me the idea when she said that she would be sick to her stomach if she ever lost evidence.  Sick.  That’s the key word.  So I had Abby run some tests of material I took from his esophagus.  And we found traces of protein pepsin along with all sorts of other things such as sulphides, oleic acid, polyphenols.  But the smoking gun, so to speak, was the presence of Triticum durum.     
ZIVA: Pasta? 

   
DUCKY: Well, specifically, it’s spaghetti cooked with garlic and olive oil.  Spaghetti aglio e olio, as the Romans say.  Very nice with a glass of San Genovese.  Anyway, anyway, when the bullet became lodged in his stomach, he became sick.  What you might call projectile vomit.     
TONY: He puked up the bullet?    
DUCKY: Yeah, find the puke and you’ll find the projectile.      
MCGEE: So you want us to look for a pile of … dried-up vomit.    
DUCKY: Yes, and I’ll need a generous sample so I can positively match it to what I found in the victim.  Oh, and of course, the bullet.    
GIBBS: Ziva, McGee, get on to it.    
MCGEE: Well, Boss, we have narrowed it down to a few city blocks.    
ZIVA: Vale must have still been on foot when he was shot, or he would have gotten sick in the car.    
MCGEE: So maybe a parking garage or a parking lot?  That narrows it down.    
GIBBS: Then, go.  Go!  Don’t come back without the bullet.  (LONG BEAT)  Where is Mike?  I thought you were supposed to be protecting him. 
(SFX: DOORS SLIDE OPEN/ CLOSED)    
TONY: I was!  I mean, I… he was right here.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. HALLWAY – DAY     
     
  (ELEVATOR DINGS/ DOORS OPEN)    
TONY: He couldn’t have gone far, Boss.    
GIBBS: Don’t count on it.    
TONY: Franks!  Franks? (TONY WALKS O.S.)
   
  (GIBBS WALKS AROUND THE CORNER)   
FRANKS: Couldn’t find a broom closet.    
GIBBS: How do you know Carver?    
FRANKS: Just another spook from the old days that made my job difficult.    
GIBBS: You never mentioned you made a backup copy of that file.    
FRANKS: It was a long time ago, Probie.    
GIBBS: Is it enough?    
FRANKS: Should do the trick.    
GIBBS: What’s in it?    
FRANKS: Where’d you learn to be such a pain in the ass?    
GIBBS: Working with you.  There’s a lot of people who want to see what’s in that file, Mike.    
FRANKS: Guess they’re going to be disappointed.  There’s nothing to see.  But there’s plenty to listen to.    
GIBBS: Vale was wearing a wire.    
FRANKS: And I was on the other end of it, listening to every word.  I dubbed a copy.  I tell what I heard, the audio tape backs me up, and everybody’s happy.  Except for Nikolai.    
GIBBS: Where’s the tape?    
FRANKS: Safe.    
GIBBS: How safe?    
FRANKS: Safe enough that no one’s found it for fifteen years.  This director… she’s okay, I guess.  But I get the feeling that you’ve been working under her a little too long.    
GIBBS: The world’s changing, Mike.      
FRANKS: All the lines are getting blurred, Probie.  Hard for a man not to step over them.  And you can call off this protection detail.  I can take care of myself just fine. 

 

   
GIBBS: No, I can’t do that, Mike.  All you have to be is a half a second slower, and you’re dead.    
FRANKS: Or the other guy just has to be a half second faster, just like it’s always been.    
TONY: (SHOUTS)  I found him, Boss!    
FRANKS: Nice work, Dinozzo.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 EXT. STREET – DAY     
     
ZIVA: No Italian restaurants.  He must have eaten somewhere else and driven here.    
MCGEE: Well, it couldn’t have been this public.  You don’t shoot someone where everyone can see you, do you?    
ZIVA: I never do.  Unless, of course, it can’t be helped.  Alleys, service lanes, parking lots.  You hear that?      
MCGEE: What am I listening for?    
  (SFX: ZIVA MAKES A MECHANICAL NOISE)   
MCGEE: It’s Abby’s mystery sound.    
  (SFX: COINS FALL INTO METAL HOPPER)   
ZIVA: That explains all the coins.  A coin counter.  Vale must have been waiting to use it when he saw Nikolai.    
MCGEE: In the market?    
ZIVA: Even arms dealers need groceries.    
MCGEE: Okay, so he made the nine-one-one call, followed Nikolai… into the parking lot.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 EXT. PARKING LOT – DAY     
     
ZIVA: Ground zero.    
MCGEE: I got puke!    
ZIVA: That’s a lot of regurgitation.  It doesn’t look fresh.    
MCGEE: It doesn’t smell fresh.    
ZIVA: Does it ever?  That could be blood.    
MCGEE: Or the Colonel’s special dipping sauce.  Ah well, we could toss a coin.  Or not.  All right, give me some gloves.    
ZIVA: You didn’t pack the gloves.    
MCGEE: I thought you packed the gloves.    
ZIVA: (CHUCKLES)  I didn’t pack the gloves.    
MCGEE: All right, give me something.    
  (SFX: ZIVA GAGS)   
MCGEE: Oh… ah, there’s nothing here.    
ZIVA: Ay!    
MCGEE: Ah.  Uh… do you have a tissue or something?  We have got to buy some gloves.    
  (SFX: MAN VOMITS IN THE ALLEY)   
ZIVA: This is going to be a long day.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. SQUAD ROOM - DAY     
     
  (MUSIC OVER ACTION/GIBBS SEARCHES ON THE WEB)   
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
 
    
 INT. MTAC ROOM – DAY     
     
SHEPARD: Need-to-know basis.  And this one you didn’t need to know.    
GIBBS: How well do you know Carver?    
SHEPARD: Um… been with Homeland Security since the start up.    
GIBBS: Before that.    
SHEPARD: NSA?    
GIBBS: Try CIA.  In ninety-one he was trying to get a sneak peek at top secret Soviet hardware, which links him directly to Puchenko and Kobach.    
SHEPARD: Sounds speculative.    
GIBBS: And if I’m right?    
SHEPARD: If you’re right, it probably was Carver who tipped off Kobach and Puchenko when we were going to arrest them in ninety-one.    
GIBBS: Hey, and look who pops to get Nikolai off the hook?  CIA has a shopping list.  Carver is the buyer.  I want him taken out of the loop.    
SHEPARD: You don’t seriously think that Carver’s leaking information to Kobach on Mike Franks?    
GIBBS: He did it in ninety-one.  No Mike, no case.  Puchenko walks.  Probably right into a deal with Carver.  Jen, listen to me.  Take him off the need-to-know list.    
SHEPARD: Too late.  Carver’s already been briefed.    
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 EXT. GIBBS’ HOUSE – DAY     
     
TONY: You’re supposed to be inside the house, Mike.    
FRANKS: Nice catch.  I must be getting sloppy.
    
TONY: Well, I smelled the cigarette smoke.    
FRANKS: I can smoke inside if you want.    
TONY: I don’t think that’s a good idea.    
FRANKS: Nope.    
  (PHONE RINGS)   
TONY: (INTO PHONE)  Hello?    
GIBBS: (V.O./FILTERED)  Dinozzo, it’s Gibbs.    
TONY: (INTO PHONE)  Oh hey, Boss.  We were just talking about you. (BEGIN TELEPHONE INTERCUTS)   
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE)  We’ve got a security problem.  Time to go off-script.  Where’s Franks?    
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
TONY: (INTO PHONE)  Well, he’s right here – Mike?  Mike!    
  (F/X: TONY FALLS TO THE GROUND)   
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE)  Tony!    
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
GIBBS: (V.O./FILTERED)  Dinozzo!  Tony! (END TELEPHONE INTERCUTS)   
     
  (MUSIC UP AND OUT)    
 

    
 FADE IN:    
     
 EXT. GIBBS’ HOUSE – DAY     
     
TONY: Did I lose any hair?    
PARAMEDIC: (CHUCKLES)  No.    
GIBBS: How is he?    
PARAMEDIC: He’ll live.    
TONY: Well, I’ve been hit harder, Boss, by you.    
GIBBS: How many were there?    
TONY: I didn’t see.  Came up real fast from behind.  The rest of our guys deployed from the house in less than thirty seconds, but they were already gone.    
GIBBS: With Mike?    
TONY: There must have been two teams.  One to take me down, and the other to snatch him.  Whoever did it, they were good.  Sorry, Boss.  So why grab him when all they had to do was kill him?    
GIBBS: He was holding evidence.    
TONY: Where?    
GIBBS: He wouldn’t tell me.    
TONY: Well, I guess you didn’t hold a blowtorch to his eyeballs to find out.  These guys will. (PHONE RINGS)   
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE)  Yeah, Gibbs.      
ABBY: (V.O./FILTERED)  Gibbs, the Director wants to see you in her office.    
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE)  Tell her I’m on my way.    
TONY: Jenny?    
GIBBS: Jenny?  Just how cozy did you two get while I was away?    
TONY: (CHUCKLES)  Boy, that knock to the head must have been harder than I thought, ‘cause I’m saying crazy things that I don’t even understand!  (BEAT)  Do you think she’s single?    
GIBBS: (TO THE PARAMEDIC)  He’s fine.    
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 INT. ALLEY – DAY     
     
MCGEE: People should really chew their food more.    
ZIVA: And drink in moderation.  (BEAT)  What’s that look like?    
MCGEE: Not puke.    
ZIVA: (LONG BEAT)  Blood.    
MCGEE: This dumpster could have just been moved here.    
  (SFX: MCGEE MOVES THE DUMPSTER)   
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 INT. SHEPARD’S OFFICE – DAY     
     
  (DOOR OPENS)   
GIBBS: You didn’t waste any time.    
CARVER: Bad news travels fast, especially in this town.  How’s your agent?    
GIBBS: Do you really give a damn?    
SHEPARD: Any update on Mike Franks?    
GIBBS: No.    
CARVER: Do you expect to find him, Agent Gibbs?    
GIBBS: He’s a resourceful man.    
CARVER: No doubt.  In the meantime, I’d like Nikolai Puchenko released into my custody.    
GIBBS: I’m not finished with him.

    
CARVER: But you are, Agent Gibbs.  Perhaps your time would be better spent finding out who in your department leaked the location of the safe house where you were keeping your key witness.    
GIBBS: Did you?    
SHEPARD: Gibbs.    
CARVER: No.    
GIBBS: You did in ninety-one.    
CARVER: If you would like to have this request formalized, Director Shepard, that can be arranged.    
SHEPARD: I’m sure you didn’t mean for that to sound like a threat, Mister Carver.  But in the meantime, Mister Puchenko will remain in our custody, pending our investigation into the disappearance of Mike Franks.    
CARVER: Well, I think you need to look closer to home.  Maybe there was no leak.  Maybe Franks just lost his nerve and ran away.  Or Kobach met his asking price.    
GIBBS: You don’t know Mike Franks.    
CARVER: And you really think you do?  Director.    
  (CARVER WALKS O.S.)   
SHEPARD: You’ve got about an hour, and then all hell is going to break loose.  Jethro?  I really hope you know Mike Franks as well as you think you do.    
  (DOOR CLOSES)   
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. HOTEL ROOM – DAY     
     
  (SFX: TELEPHONE BEEP TONES)
   
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  Marty Allen, please.    
VOICE: (V.O./FILTERED)  One moment.    
ALLEN: (V.O./FILTERED)  Hello?    
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  Mister Allen?    
ALLEN: (V.O./FILTERED)  Speaking.    
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  Mike Franks.    
ALLEN: (V.O./FILTERED)  NCIS Mike Franks?    
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  One and the same.    
ALLEN: (V.O./FILTERED)  What can I do for you?    
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  I have something that your client’s associate, Arkady Kobach, might be interested in buying.    
ALLEN: (V.O./FILTERED)  What might that be?    
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  A one-off copy of the audio tape that will send him and your client to prison for thirty years.    
ALLEN: (V.O./FILTERED)  If he’s interested, what would the price be?    
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  Five hundred thousand dollars.  You get the tape, and I get to go back to Mexico and retire with a sweet little waitress named Camilla Charro.    
ALLEN: (V.O./FILTERED)  I’ll have to contact my client.  Can I get back to you?    
FRANKS: (INTO PHONE)  Sure.  Got a pen?    
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 INT. HALLWAY – DAY     
     
GIBBS: Hey, what kept him?    
TONY: Business.    
GIBBS: God, I hate lawyers.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM    
     
  (DOOR OPENS/ CLOSES)   
ALLEN: I demand you release my client, Agent Gibbs.  You’ve got no grounds to hold him.  Your key witness has disappeared.  You have no case.    
GIBBS: Oh, you’re right.  I don’t have a case against your client for arms dealing.  But I do have one for murder.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. OBSERVATION ROOM    
     
MCGEE: We deserve a medal.      
TONY: That look is as close as you’re ever going to get, Probie.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM    
     
GIBBS: Nikolai, you have a choice.  You can spend the rest of your life in prison, or you can cut a deal… and you can tell me where to find your friend, Arkady.    
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 INT. APARTMENT – DAY     
     
  (SFX: DOOR BURSTS OPEN)   
TONY: Clear!    
ZIVA: (V.O.)  Clear!    
GIBBS: Clear!  McGee!    
ZIVA: Smoke’s from a Russian cigarette.  Arkady hasn’t been gone long.    
GIBBS: Come on, double time.    
  (MUSIC OVER ACTION/MCGEE SETS UP THE COMPUTER)     
  (SFX: COMPUTER BEEP TONES)   
MCGEE: Okay, we’re on.  Ten calls made in the last day.  Three in the last hour and a half.  First was to a cell phone, Marty Allen.  Second call was to Merchant Bank.  And the last call was to a hotel in the port district, El Executivo.  Call was made to room seven.    
GIBBS: Mexican hotel.  Names and numbers, McGee, starting with the hotel!    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 EXT. HOTEL – DAY      
     
  (SFX: CAR BRAKES TO A STOP)   
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE)  Are you sure? (BEGIN TELEPHONE INTERCUTS)   
     
  (SCENE CUT)    
     
MCGEE: (INTO PHONE)  That’s what the manager said.  Room seven is booked in the name of a Camilla Charro, but it was not a woman that paid cash for the room.  It was some old guy.    
  (END TELEPHONE INTERCUTS)   
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
     
 INT. HOTEL ROOM – DAY     
     
  (SFX: DOOR BURSTS OPEN)   
TONY: Frank’s brand.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 INT. HOTEL CANTINA – DAY     
     
  (DOOR OPENS/ CLOSES)   
  (KOBACH WALKS TO THE BAR)   
FRANKS: Beer’s cold, but they’re all out of lime.  I sent the barman to buy some.  I told him to take his time.      
  (SFX: FRANKS OPENS THE BOTTLES OF BEER)   
KOBACH: You’ve got what I want?  And I’ve got what you want.    
FRANKS: The truth is, Arkady, you’ve got nothing I want.    
KOBACH: You think you are the first to point a gun at me?    
FRANKS: No.  But I will be the last.    
  (SFX: GUNFIRE)   
  (MUSIC OVER ACTION)   
  (SFX: KOBACH DROPS HIS GUN)   
  (SFX: GUNFIRE)

   
FRANKS: I knew he was over there.  I figured I could take them both.  Arkady first, then the big guy.  Maybe I am a half a second slower.    
GIBBS: There was no leak, was there?    
FRANKS: Dinozzo okay?    
TONY: (V.O.)  Boss!?    
GIBBS: Clear!!  (TO TONY)  Secure the room.    
     
  CUT TO:    
     
 EXT. HOTEL – DAY     
     
  (DOOR OPENS/ CLOSES)   
GIBBS: You set yourself up as bait.    
FRANKS: The bigger the bait, the bigger the fish you catch.  Arkady never would have got to court, Probie, and you know it.  Carver, or whoever else is pulling the strings, would have made sure of that.  Another crappy deal – more innocent people die.  If you think I’m not going to sleep well tonight because of what I just did, then you’re wrong.  I’m going to sleep like a baby because Arkady Kobach was a scary S.O.B. who kept me awake nights for the past fifteen years.    
GIBBS: Someone else will take his place.    
FRANKS: That’s your problem, Probie.  I got my guy.    
GIBBS: Hey.  You got that audio tape?    
FRANKS: Beer’s getting warm.    
     
  MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:   
 


    
 INT. SQUAD ROOM – NIGHT     
     
  (SFX: KEYBOARDING)   
  (SFX: GIBBS OPENS THE TAPE PLAYER)
(SFX: TAPE PLAYS)   
  (SFX: MARIACHI MUSIC PLAYS B.G.)   
     
  (MUSIC UP OVER ENDING CREDITS AND OUT)


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