6x10 – Road Kill
Woods
Lucas: Why are you hiding?
Carrie: 'Cause we weren't invited, Lucas.
Lucas: It's the after party. It belongs to all of us. An invitation would have been redundant.
Carrie: It would have been polite.
Lucas: Come on. They're all going to be happy to see us.
Carrie: They're never happy to see us at lunch. Why would it be so different now?
Lucas: Because... Come on.
Carrie: Okay.
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Woods: Camp fire
Lucas: Hey, guys. Look what we brought.
Carrie: They don't look so happy.
Greg Collins: Help. Help, help...
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NCIS: Squad room
Timothy McGee: I'm not even going to ask.
Ziva David: Allow me... What are you doing, Tony?
Anthony DiNozzo: Best deep-in-thought face.
Ziva David: I guess there's a first time for everything.
Anthony DiNozzo: Nailed it. All right, strawdawg24, beat this one... Yeah, baby.
Timothy McGee: Ibeatyou.com. The place to compete online with anyone in anything.
Anthony DiNozzo: Yeah, it's very fun. It's very addictive. Look at this guy. Best air guitar. Look at that guy. Best do The Hustle. I mean, you name it, they got it.
Ziva David: "The Hustle"?
Anthony DiNozzo: The Hustle. Saturday Night Fever? Travolta. You know.
Ziva David: What is the point?
Anthony DiNozzo: What is the point of any dance? It's about letting loose. It's, you know, having a good time.
Ziva David: I meant the Web site, Tony.
Anthony DiNozzo: It's fun. It is amusement, light-hearted pleasure.
Ziva David: I know what you're doing. I know how to have fun, Tony.
Anthony DiNozzo: Really? Do tell.
Ziva David: The hustling and the deep-thinking photos, those are all just, you know, child's play. Tell him, McGee... McGee?
Timothy McGee: Uh, I'm working on my best psycho face here.
Anthony DiNozzo: That's not bad, probie. Just need to work it a little bit at the eyebrow... See what I'm saying? See how that reads? See that? That's what you want.
Timothy McGee: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Would you two like some time alone together?
Timothy McGee: Uh, no, boss. We were just...
Ziva David: Acting like children.
Anthony DiNozzo: You say that like it's a bad thing.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Got a dead petty officer in the woods, let's go.
Timothy McGee: Check out the air guitarists yet?
Anthony DiNozzo: I'm in third place right now.
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Woods
Timothy McGee: Petty Officer Greg Collins. Twenty-six. Worked as a boatswain's mate on the USS Shenandoah. On 30 day leave. Lives alone in Norfolk.
Ziva David: Gibbs... Found a blood trail, goes this way.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Leads back to the car. Run off the road.
Anthony DiNozzo: You know that just by looking?
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Listening, DiNozzo. The sheriff told me.
Anthony DiNozzo: Gonna follow the blood trail. Wait for me, Pocahontas.
Donald Mallard: Well, this fellow didn't come here to roast marshmallows... Blunt force trauma... Glass fragment cuts on the exposed skin. Seatbelt restraint contusions... All consistent with a...
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Car accident.
Timothy McGee: Stumbles in looking for help.
Donald Mallard: Yeah, well, he certainly need it. However, what is strange is that these minor abrasions were tended to, whereas his most serious injuries were not... This explains it... These wounds are older. They show signs of primary hemostasis... First stages of scab formation... Ah, it appears our deceased had an unfortunate accident before he had his unfortunate accident.
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Woods: car accident
Anthony DiNozzo: Someone didn't know how to parallel park.
Ziva David: I have always found it hard to park when someone is shooting at you.
Anthony DiNozzo: Found the slug in the passenger headrest.
Ziva David: Missed its target, huh?
Anthony DiNozzo: Got the job done.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Talk to me.
Anthony DiNozzo: Well, it looks like Collins' car was shot at, boss. Several partial fingerprints on the driver's side window here.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Time of crash?
Anthony DiNozzo: Well, the kids didn't hear any gunshots or the crash,so it must've been...
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Wasn't a question, DiNozzo... The clock on the dash is broken.
Anthony DiNozzo: Right... 7:22 p.m. Hour before the party started.
Ziva David: Shoe print. The victim's?
Anthony DiNozzo: That's not a Chuck. Collins was wearing Chuck Taylor Converse All-Stars. You know, basketball shoes. That's not a Chuck. Somebody else was here.
Ziva David: Passenger?
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Yeah... Or shooter.
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NCIS: Autopsy room
Donald Mallard: This is getting like a Greek tragedy. Did you know that legend has it that in 456 B.C. a vulture mistook a man's bald head for its prey and dropped a stone on it? Killed him instantly. Yeah, the unfortunate fellow became known as...
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: The father of Greek tragedy.
Donald Mallard: I had no idea you were familiar with the classics, Jethro. Perhaps it's only the tragedies?
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: What do you got for me, Duck?
Donald Mallard: Well, like Aeschylus, our petty officer's death is both tragic and unique... He suffered two types of injury: those sustained in the car crash and those inflicted on him prior to it, see? This fist-shaped bruise on his forehead, the gouges on his cheek by the broken jaw.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: He was beaten.
Donald Mallard: Savagely. And he fought back as well. See, the knuckles on his right hand are skinned raw. However, Abby performed a DNA test on some skin fragments I found under Collins' fingernails. Presumably, they belong to his attacker. Our brilliant forensic scientist has now come up with something most interesting. The same DNA on Collins' bandages.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Same person.
Donald Mallard: The hands that pummeled the petty officer also bandaged his wounds. Whoever did this, Jethro, is both savage and a Samaritan.
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NCIS: Squad room
Ziva David: Hey, McGee,do you have the crime scene photos? I need to cue them up for Gibbs.
Timothy McGee: Tony was supposed to upload them.
Ziva David: Where is he?
Timothy McGee: Big Wong's. It's his turn for take out.
Ziva David: So this is air guitaring?
Timothy McGee: Yeah, you know, you, uh, pretend to play the guitar.
Ziva David: Why not actually play the guitar?
Timothy McGee: Well, because it is calledairguitaring?
Ziva David: Right. I got that part. I still do not understand...
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Ziva, photos. Plasma.
Ziva David: There are two sets of tire tracks on the road near the crash.
Timothy McGee: Based on the vectoring of the skids, both cars were traveling in the same direction.
Anthony DiNozzo: Bullet through the back window. I smell road rage.
Ziva David: And I smell Big Wong.
Timothy McGee: Collins swerves, rolls down the embankment. The other driver goes down looking for him.
Anthony DiNozzo: Finds a corpse and bails, hit-and-run.
Ziva David: Shoot and run... My God, Gibbs, I'm so sorry. I just...
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Shooter could have known Collins. Ran him off the road on purpose.
Anthony DiNozzo: Well, we'll know soon enough. Abby's running the prints from the driver's side window through AFIS.
Timothy McGee: Boss, I've been monitoring Collins' cell phone activity. He just received a call.
Anthony DiNozzo: From who?
Timothy McGee: Home security service. Collin's alarm is going off.
Anthony DiNozzo: I see you like going through my photos, huh? Yeah, I like reading. Hemmingway, Dostoevsky... Guess what he wrote?
Ziva David: The Idiot.
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Collins' back yard
Ziva David: Clear.
Timothy McGee: Clear inside. But we got something. Found it in a laundry basket.
Anthony DiNozzo: Maybe the Laundromat was out of quarters. Looks like six, $700 there.
Timothy McGee: They forced the latch on the back door open.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Forgot the money.
Ziva David: Gibbs. Blood's dry. At least a day old.
Anthony DiNozzo: Looks like the Tooth Fairy missed one.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: A couple more here. Bag 'em... Ah, damn. Neighbors... Come on.
Bruce Solomon: I'm Bruce Solomon. I, uh, I live across the street.
Adam Parker: I'm, uh, Adam Parker, the duplex with the English ivy.
Bruce Solomon: We, uh, we heard the alarm. It's been going off for 46 minutes. Um, we did a quick patrol. No signs of any suspicious activity.
Timothy McGee: Let me guess, Neighborhood Watch.
Bruce Solomon: Mm-hmm, is Greg okay?
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Petty Officer Collins is dead.
Ziva David: Car accident, last night.
Bruce Solomon: Oh, my God.
Adam Parker: Was it on Route Ten? 'Cause we've petioned the city for a turn lane there for a long time.
Anthony DiNozzo: Collins was murdered. Run off the road... You don't look surprised. You have a lot of murders here on Wisteria Lane?
Bruce Solomon: Well, it's a, it's a very quiet area, but ever since Greg moved in...
Adam Parker: Not so quiet. There's music,parties... Lots of drinking.
Bruce Solomon: Last week, it got completely out of hand. There was this whole gang of them.
Adam Parker: And then a fight broke out,but nobody tried to break it up. They were just standing around cheering. It was weird. It reminded me of, um...
Anthony DiNozzo: Tyler Durden.
Adam Parker: Yeah, exactly.
Ziva David: Who?
Anthony DiNozzo: Ed Norton, Brad Pitt, Fight Club. Sorry, Ziva,we don't talk about fight club.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: DiNozzo.
Anthony DiNozzo: In your case, I'll make an exception for you, boss. Underground backyard brawls. No rules, no gloves, no mercy.
Timothy McGee: There's a huge black market for underground fight videos.
Anthony DiNozzo: It starts in the backyard...
Ziva David: Ends on the back road.
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NCIS: Abby's lab
Abigael Scuito: No match on the partials from Collins' car. And this is the best of them. Partials are a little tougher. But that hasn't stopped me, nor will it ever, because I am the Energizer Bunny of forensic science. I never sleep and I never give up... Help, I'm losing power.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Shoe print.
Timothy McGee: We couldn't match it to any known brand. Even Tony didn't recognize it.
Abigael Scuito: You know his shoe collection.
Timothy McGee: We think the shoe was custom-made.
Abigael Scuito: And very pricey. Sweet. I heart the VODD.
Timothy McGee: Virginia Offender DNA Databank. Abby ran the DNA from Collins' bandages and hit the jackpot.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Name?
Abigael Scuito: Patience, fearless leader, I'm just uploading the data right now. And the winner is...
Timothy McGee: Sam Bennett. Civilian. Rap sheet includes petty theft, B and E, disorderly conduct. Doesn't appear to have a permanent address.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Work?
Abigael Scuito: Well, shiver me timbers, looks like Bennett is part of a salvage crew on a ship.
Timothy McGee: Navy frigate, boss. USS Rubicon.
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USS Rubicon
Timothy McGee: You know how a ship is decommissioned?
Anthony DiNozzo: Yep.
Timothy McGee: First the military removes all the, uh, classified material... The, uh, electronics, weapons.
Anthony DiNozzo: Yes. I know.
Timothy McGee: The hull of the ship is, uh, is striped for scrap. And if a ship has a history, it may be turned into a maritime museum.
Jake Munro: You guys the Navy cops?
Anthony DiNozzo: Yeah, my seahorse is double-parked outside. You ought to see the lights. We're here to talk to Sam Bennett.
Jake Munro: Not here.
Anthony DiNozzo: Come again?
Jake Munro: Bennett... He's not on the ship.
Anthony DiNozzo: Are you the foreman that I spoke to earlier, said that Sam Bennett was here?
Jake Munro: Yeah. Was. He clocked in earlier today.
Anthony DiNozzo: He's wanted in connection with a murder. We're here to speak with him.
Jake Munro: Look, I can't find him, okay? I had my crew look everywhere. After I told him you were coming, he told the guys he was going out for a smoke... He never came back.
Timothy McGee: Do you know where he's staying?
Jake Munro: I don't really ask a lot of questions. You know, these-these salvage guys, they're not exactly...
Anthony DiNozzo: Employee of the Month material. We got it. Here you go. Sorry.
Timothy McGee: Bennett's on the run.
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NCIS: Squad room
Anthony DiNozzo: I need a BOLO. Sam Bennett. Caucasian male, 23.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Go, McGee.
Timothy McGee: Well, Bennett doesn't have a cell. No e-mail. No driver's license.
Ziva David: No living relatives.
Timothy McGee: Not even a library card.
Anthony DiNozzo: No. Bennett. As in Tony. B E N N E TT
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Try again. Should be somewhere.
Anthony DiNozzo: Sam? Yeah. As in Sam I am. Sam, play it again, Sam. Sam with an "S." All right, got it. Oh, my gosh. He's 23, six foot, three, 210 pounds. Light brown hair, blue eyes, and a barbwire tattoo on his left bicep. He was last seen...
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Standing right behind you, DiNozzo.
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NCIS: Observation room
Anthony DiNozzo: I love it when they turn themselves in.
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NCIS: Interrogation room
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: You want to tell me about Greg?
Sam Bennett: Stood by me when everyone else bailed... Taught me how to look out for something else besides just myself.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Four-oh sailor.
Sam Bennett: He was my best friend. I made a lot of mistakes. And he-he turned my life around... I owe him everything. He got me the welding gig on the ship. I'm-I'm good with my hands.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Greg's face said the same thing... Tell me about the fights.
Sam Bennett: Not supposed to.
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NCIS: Observation room
Anthony DiNozzo: Fight club. Told you. You should look into it sometime. I'm sure you'd enjoy yourself.
Ziva David: I remember my first fight. I was eight. Shmuel Rubinstein.
Anthony DiNozzo: Sounds like a real stud.
Ziva David: One punch and it was over.
Anthony DiNozzo: What did poor Shmuel do to deserve the wrath of Ziva?
Ziva David: He said he liked me.
Sam Bennett: I keep my promises. He was my buddy.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Your buddy's dead.
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NCIS: Interrogation room
Sam Bennett: The locations move around a lot... Last week the fights went down at Greg's place. He cleaned up, won some cash.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: And the fights yesterday?
Sam Bennett: Vacant lot in Chesapeake.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: So you and, uh, Collins... You fought each other.
Sam Bennett: We didn't want to, but we didn't have a choice. The-The fights are random draw... When it was over, I-I fixed him up as best I could... Then I killed him.
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NCIS: Observation room
Anthony DiNozzo: Oh, wait a minute, that was way too easy. He didn't even get the Gibbs glare.
Ziva David: Could be covering for someone.
Sam Bennett: With my own bare hands. When my foreman told me that you guys were looking for me, I-I freaked out.
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NCIS: Interrogation room
Sam Bennett: But I'm done running. I owe it to Greg to do the right thing and to turn myself in.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: You didn't kill him.
Sam Bennett: He's dead because of me.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: You in the car with him?
Sam Bennett: No, his-his eyes were-were practically swollen shut from the fight. I told him that it wasn't safe to drive. He wouldn't listen... I-I tried to stop him, and he just got in his car and he left.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Well, 20 minutes later, somebody shot up his car.
Sam Bennett: What?
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Crash wasn't an accident.
Sam Bennett: Wait, somebody killed him?
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Sit down.
Sam Bennett: Who shot at him?
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Any fighters have a grudge?
Sam Bennett: I don't know. I-I don't know any of them. Greg would just bring me in to make some extra dough when I was tight for cash.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Names.
Sam Bennett: Reaper, Wild Dog...
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: No, their real names.
Sam Bennett: I don't know their real names. But when I find out who did this to Greg, they're gonna know mine. And that is the last thing they're ever gonna know!
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NCIS: garage
Abigael Scuito: Think one of those backyard brawlers whacked Collins?
Timothy McGee: Well, I doubt they're the most stable kind of people.
Abigael Scuito: Big, hairy, sweaty Neanderthals pounding the pudding out of each other for giggles?
Timothy McGee: For green. One of those fighters make a lot of money.
Abigael Scuito: I'd pay to see the right bout. Like Leroy Jethro Gibbs versus...
Timothy McGee: Ziva.
Abigael Scuito: Oh, McGee, I was thinking like Terminator.
Timothy McGee: Which model? T-X? T-1000?
Abigael Scuito: All of them. Gibbs terminates. All right, how about
Timothy McGee: Gibbs versus Godzilla.
Abigael Scuito: King of the Monsters... Toast.
Timothy McGee: Mothra.
Abigael Scuito: Wingless in a nanosecond. Come on, McGee, give me something fierce. Boss man's got mad skills.
Timothy McGee: All right. Ooh, okay. Gibbs versus... Gibbs.
Abigael Scuito: Oh, that's good. Okay, so, um, evil twin or a clone? Gibbs! Good timing. I have something to show you. Okay, we found three layers of paint on the left rear quarter panel... Silver and then brown,and then silver again over the original gold. This is old-fashioned bumper cars.
Timothy McGee: By using the tire skids on the road, we were able to recreate the accident.
Abigael Scuito: The first layer of paint is silver. It came from the evil, mystery car. Bam! It rams Collins' car. He swerves. Pumps the brakes, and he leaves this tire skid on the road.
Timothy McGee: Then Collins' was shot at.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: That's the, uh, bullet hole in the back window.
Abigael Scuito: And there's two more slugs in the car. So, uh, Collins hits the gas... He burns rubber, and then fishtails into a barricade. Bam! A brown barricade!
Timothy McGee: The second layer of paint.
Abigael Scuito: Then another... Bam! as the evil car hits Collins' car one last time, sends him off the road and giving us the final layer of silver paint, and confirming its evilosity. The silver base coat... It contains three properties: methyl ethyl ketone, xylene and titanium dioxide. Now, the first two are common solvents. Titanium dioxide, not so much.
Timothy McGee: So we should be able to trace it.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Then do it.
Timothy McGee:Hey, boss.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Yes, McGee?
Timothy McGee: Have you ever lost a fight?
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Not sure I even ever won one.
Abigael Scuito: Definitely a Gibbs clone.
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NCIS: Squad room
Timothy McGee: I'm cross-referencing the paint against a database of automakers. Got a match here, Maserati Quattroporte, 2009.
Anthony DiNozzo: Need some serious coin to roll in one of those.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Find it.
Ziva David: Several registered in the tristate area. Two belong to Muhammad Al-Qazir.
Anthony DiNozzo: Unfortunately, his are both Baltic Black Metallic.
Ziva David: Argenta Silver. Got it. Tabitha Summers.
Anthony DiNozzo: Looks rich.
Timothy McGee: Uh, is rich. Father died three years ago, left her the family's import business. She's worth over 50 million.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Bring her in.
Anthony DiNozzo: I'll send the limo.
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Later
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: You're on.
Ziva David: You owe me.
Dale Kapp: Hello.
Ziva David: Afternoon.
Dale Kapp: Dale Kapp, Mrs. Summers' personal attorney.
Tabitha Summers: Can we get this over with?
Ziva David: Sure. This way, please.
Anthony DiNozzo: That is what they call the eye of the cougar, probie.
Timothy McGee: Isn't she married?
Anthony DiNozzo: She's a t jungle cat. The cougar is always on the hunt. It's the nature of the beast.
Timothy McGee: I always thought cougars like young guys.
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NCIS: Conference room
Dale Kapp: This is extremely mortifying for my client. And while she has nothing to hide, she certainly wouldn't want it implied in the press that she has anything to do with your ongoing investigation.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: You recognize him?
Tabitha Summers: No.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs:Do you recognize this?
Tabitha Summers: Mm, my car. Or one of them.
Ziva David: It was involved in a hit-and-run accident last night.
Tabitha Summers: But my husband and I were both in for the evening getting massages.
Ziva David: Then we'll need to talk to your husband.
Dale Kapp: You are.
Tabitha Summers: Dale is my current husband.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Current?
Ziva David: Right. Uh, husband number... Three.
Tabitha Summers: Four. Dale handled my previous divorce.
Ziva David: Mazel tov.
Dale Kapp: We never left our home.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Car drove itself then?
Dale Kapp: Look, we have a dozen house employees who could have possibly accessed the motor pool... Cooks, gardeners, pool staff.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Names?
Ziva David: And we need to see the car.
Tabitha Summers: Oh, I'm sorry. It's being taken this afternoon to our home in Nantucket.
Dale Kapp: Actually, it's going to the Hamptons cottage.
Tabitha Summers: I thought I told you we're spending Christmas in Nantucket? Don't you ever listen?
Ziva David: Still, we need to see the car.
Dale Kapp: I'll take care of it.
Tabitha Summers: Are we done with these people?
Dale Kapp: Any other questions for my client?
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Need a DNA sample.
Dale Kapp: Is my wife being charged, Agent Gibbs?
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Not yet.
Dale Kapp: Then we're leaving. Thank you.
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NCIS: Abby's lab
Abigael Scuito: Oh, the old fingerprint-off-the-glass trick. Who needs DNA.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Abby?
Abigael Scuito: You're right. I need DNA. It's my lifeblood. Okay, well, doesn't match the partial from the car. It wasn't Tabitha.
Ziva David: I will start rounding up their house employees for questioning. I thought you said her prints didn't match.
Abigael Scuito: That's not from Tabitha's glass. It's from her husband's, Dale Kapp.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Get him back here.
Ziva David: He's probably already off the base by now. I'll put out a BOLO.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Cell phone.
Abigael Scuito: I'm already triangulating for a signal,Gibbs. You've got to be faster than that. Got him. He's on the phone right now, and he's still on the base. As a matter of fact, he is right in front of the building. That's weird. Looks like he's driving into the lobby.
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NCIS: Squad room
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: DiNozzo, front gate... Shut it down.
Anthony DiNozzo: Who are we stopping? Everyone, I guess. This is Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo. We need to shut down the front gate. Lock it down.
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Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Where's your husband?
Tabitha Summers: I don't know. Spending his last few hours as a married man? He went to get the car, and then just drove off. Left me.
Ziva David: First Bennett runs, and now Kapp.
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Later
Anthony DiNozzo: Maybe the only thing Kapp's running from is his wife. Dangerous. You know how fast a cougar can run?
Ziva David: Not fast enough. She could not catch his car.
Timothy McGee: Kapp must have known we were closing in.
Anthony DiNozzo: He's running for a reason.
Ziva David: But she has no idea why. Says she has never heard of Collins.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Well, Kapp obviously has.
Anthony DiNozzo: Oh, hey, boss. We got his laptop. It's down with Abby.
Timothy McGee: Spoke with the Summers' masseuse. Kapp cancelled his shiatsu. When he was supposedly at home, a traffic camera a mile away shows him running a red light in the Maserati. It time-stamped yesterday, 7:16 p.m. six minutes before Collins was run off the road.
Anthony DiNozzo: That's gonna be 400 bucks for a traffic violation, and 50 years for murder.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Motive?
Anthony DiNozzo: Motive. There's a question... We cross-referenced Kapp and Collins' cell phone records and credit cards. We got nothing.
Ziva David: No apparent connection.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Collins' C.O.?
Ziva David: Never heard of Kapp. Neither have any of Collins' shipmates.
Anthony DiNozzo: Gold-digging, society lawyer and a squid who spends his spare time beating guys to a pulp. Next, on an all-newMaury.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Yeah, Abs.
Abigael Scuito: Gibbs, can you come to the lab?
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Mm-hmm, be right down. McGee. Find him.
Anthony DiNozzo: I'm checking to see if there's any hits on the BOLO. Still nothing. But my current rank in the air guitar competition is up with a bullet to second.
Ziva David: Oh, you must be so proud.
Anthony DiNozzo: You're jealous.
Ziva David: Because you can air guitar?
Anthony DiNozzo: Because you can't.
Ziva David: Tony, I've told you. I like to have fun in more... Adult ways.
Anthony DiNozzo: Reading.
Ziva David: Yes. Reading.
Anthony DiNozzo: Look, everybody enjoys a good book, but don't you ever have the urge to just act a little...
Ziva David: Childish?
Anthony DiNozzo: Silly. Stupid. Brainless.
Ziva David: Like you?
Anthony DiNozzo: Exactly.
Ziva David: Tony, you anI come from two totally different places. In my world, you grow up... Fast. You have no choice.
Anthony DiNozzo: Now you do.
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NCIS: Abby's lab
Abigael Scuito: I found a series of encrypted files in a hidden partition in Kapp's computer.
Timothy McGee: A lot of e-mails and chat room conversations.
Abigael Scuito: Over 20 in the last month, all from the same screen name. J-Digg19.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Plasma... Decrypt it.
Timothy McGee: Uh, we already did, boss. It's... Well, you know, it's a chat room.
Abigael Scuito: It's IM-speak... You wouldn't know. It starts off with, "Hey,how are you today?" "Fine,thank you." Gets interesting further down. He wants to know what she's wearing.
Timothy McGee: Says he wants to take her shopping for lingerie. Then he says...
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Yeah. Yeah, McGee, I get the picture. Who is she?
Abigael Scuito: Not his wife. There's an embedded hyperlink. He's chatting with a Jodi, and here's her MySpace page... Blink, McGee. It's just a girl.
Timothy McGee: What? I'm just...
Abigael Scuito: Gawking?
Timothy McGee: Uh, no. Pinging. Boss, by pinging the site's DNS cache, we can see what computer last logged in to Jodi's page.
Abigael Scuito: And get the IP address, which is registered to...
Timothy McGee: 205 Wilcox... Going by yourself, boss? Need, uh, backup?
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Building: front door
Anthony DiNozzo: Reminds me of my first apartment in college. You can almost smell the Ikea.
Jodi: Come on in! Door's open.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: NCIS.
Jodi: I'll be right there. Grab a drink if you want.
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Building: appartment
Anthony DiNozzo: Think she was expecting someone. Want a drink? Just kidding.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Federal agents. We need to talk with you.
Jodi: Did I mention my roommate went home for the weekend? Nice timing, huh?
Anthony DiNozzo: We're federal agents. We'd like to ask you a few questions, ma'am.
Jodi: You know what? I got an idea. Why don't you strip down and jump in the shower with me?
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Hey, DiNozzo!
Anthony DiNozzo: No, it's not what you think. Check it out, boss... Lipstick camera.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Oh, we're being watched... There's another one... Federal agents. We're coming in.
Anthony DiNozzo: Peekaboo.
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Anthony DiNozzo: You see, things are not what they seem. Jodi's voice was precorded. Maybe it's one of those voice-activated, motion-activated, sensor thing-a-ma-jobs. You know, gets her talking. Where's McGeek when you need him?
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Oh, I got another one.
Jodi: It's getting kind of lonely in here. How long you gonna keep me waiting?
Anthony DiNozzo: Careful, boss, it might be rigged... Or not... Like a sort of a computer storage megagiga thingy. We're not being watched.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: We're being recorded.
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NCIS: Abby's lab
Timothy McGee: It's kind of like that TV show, To Catch a Predator.
Abigael Scuito: Yeah. Only, this is more like To Catch a Sucka.
Timothy McGee: Here's how the scam works. Jodi hangs out in chat rooms,looking for unhappily married men. Unfortunately,when the men show up,there is no Jodi.
Anthony DiNozzo: Just video cameras.
Timothy McGee: Yup. Recording everything. Then the mark gets e-mailed a threat, saying if they want that videotape to disappear, they got to pay.
Abigael Scuito: Ten Gs.
Timothy McGee: I'm trying to find the owner of the Web site now.
Anthony DiNozzo: Lot of cash for Joe Blow.
Timothy McGee: Blackmailer isn't targeting Joe Blow.
Abigael Scuito: No. He is targeting men with rich wives. Suckas like this guy.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Dale Kapp.
Anthony DiNozzo: If he gets naked, I'm out of here.
Timothy McGee: Video footage on this server going back almost two years.
Anthony DiNozzo: Well, wherever Jodi is, she's making a killing.
Abigael Scuito: Oh, she isn't anywhere. She doesn't exist. I ran facial-recognition software on Jodi. I traced the face back to a modeling Web site in the Ukraine. The image was stolen.
Anthony DiNozzo: So, who's the man behind the shower curtain?
Timothy McGee: And we have a winner. The e-mail account is registered to...
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Petty Officer Collins.
Anthony DiNozzo: Got our motive.
Timothy McGee: Kapp didn't want to pay, and killed Collins.
Ziva David: BOLO came back on Kapp's Town Car. It is parked outside Collins' house.
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Street
Anthony DiNozzo: Kapp's ride.
Ziva David: Why did he come here?
Timothy McGee: Probably looking for any backup copies Collins had of the incriminating footage.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Hood's still warm.
Timothy McGee: Boss, I got the front.
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Collins' back yard
Anthony DiNozzo: Looks like we missed another fight... Somebody just murdered our murder.
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Ziva David: Our man has been murdered, our killer killed.
Timothy McGee: Kapp capped.
Donald Mallard: He has a possible fractured skull. And there's multiple contusions to his head.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Beaten to death?
Donald Mallard: The usual disclaimer until I do a thorough examination.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Fists?
Donald Mallard: Something harder... With an edge.
Timothy McGee: Boss.
Donald Mallard: Like a length of wood.
Anthony DiNozzo: Got a witness, boss.
Adam Parker: There was someone here today after lunch. One of Collins' friends: big guy with fair hair. I got a really good look at him.
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NCIS: Squad room
Ziva David: Sam Bennett.
Anthony DiNozzo: Got a BOLO out in every homeless shelter in Norfolk, boss.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Coordinate with Norfolk PD.
Timothy McGee: Already done.
Anthony DiNozzo: Bennett must have known something we didn't. Found out Kapp was the killer.
Timothy McGee: He did say he would get payback.
Ziva David: And he did. Beat Kapp to a pulp with a 2x4 after we released him.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Where is he going?
Timothy McGee: Well, doesn't have any family. No money. BOLO doesn't come back soon,he's gonna disappear.
Anthony DiNozzo: You need to unplug yourself from the Matrix, do some old-school sleuthing, Pinkerton. It's all about asking the right question.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Well, ask away, DiNozzo.
Anthony DiNozzo: Why did Kapp rabbit out of here, leaving his wife behind? Why did he go straight to Collins' house?
Timothy McGee: And how did Bennett know to find him there?
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: He didn't find him.
Anthony DiNozzo: He lured him.
Ziva David: Easy enough... All Bennett had to do was phone Kapp, tell him he had a couple of photos of him showing up to Jodi's apartment.
Timothy McGee: Running Kapp's cell phone records.
Ziva David: There.
Anthony DiNozzo: Got a call after he left us and dumped his wife.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Bennett.
Timothy McGee: Tracing the call. Came from Collins' house.
Anthony DiNozzo: Bennett must have been there.
Ziva David: Left before we arrived.
Timothy McGee: Got it. Collins' phone records. Five calls to his house from a pay phone located at...
Ziva David: Western Dock. Where the USS Rubicon is being decommissioned.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Gear up.
Ziva David: How's that for old-school slothing?
Anthony DiNozzo: Sleuthing... Having fun yet?
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USS Rubicon: hallway
Anthony DiNozzo: No one home. Salvage guys have called it a day.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Hey, keep it down.
Anthony DiNozzo: Sorry.
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Ziva David: Lost the lights.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Knows we're here.
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Anthony DiNozzo: Found Bennett's crash pad, boss... Why does it always have to be rats and boats?
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Ziva David: McGee, heading your way.
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Timothy McGee: Federal agent... Stay where you are.
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Timothy McGee: Boss, C-deck, heading towards the bow.
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Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Status, McGee... McGee... Anybody got eyes on McGee?
Ziva David: Negative.
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Anthony DiNozzo: No sign of him, boss.
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Timothy McGee: Got him.
Anthony DiNozzo: Way to go, McGee. Taking down the fight club champ. I'm almost impressed.
Timothy McGee: Well, I would be, too, except he fell over and hit his head while he was trying to get away.
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NCIS: Interrogation room
Ziva David: You killed him. You killed Kapp.
Sam Bennett: No.
Ziva David: You beat him to death with a lump of wood, not your fists.
Sam Bennett: No.
Ziva David: Perhaps not the fighter you think you are.
Sam Bennett: It wasn't me. It wasn't.
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NCIS: Abby's lab
Abigael Scuito: McGee, I'm busy. If I find anything, you will be the second to know. I'm up to my choker collar in dried blood and partial fingerprints and wood splinters. Gibbs wants anything I can find to pressure Bennett.
Timothy McGee: Then, why are you running a WHO-IS search?
Abigael Scuito: I found some anomalies in the extortion e-mails Kapp received. I'm trying to track down the source of a header mismatch... McGee. I got a ding... Now, that's a ding.
Timothy McGee: That's not a ding. That's a leech.
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NCIS: Interrogation room
Sam Bennett: I told you, it wasn't me.
Timothy McGee: Boss...
Ziva David: You told Agent Gibbs you would kill whoever was responsible for Petty Officer Collins' death. When you found out it was Kapp, you called him from Collins' house.
Sam Bennett: I wasn't at the house.
Ziva David: Yes, you were.
Sam Bennett: No, I wasn't.
Ziva David: We have a witness who saw you there.
Sam Bennett: I didn't do it.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Do you know what a line-up is, Sam?
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NCIS: Observation room
Adam Parker: All right, thank you.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Hey, thanks for coming, Mr. Parker.
Adam Parker: Just doing my civic duty, Agent Gibbs... That's him. That's the man I saw.
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NCIS: Interrogation room
Sam Bennett: That's him... That's the guy, the one I saw at Greg's house.
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NCIS: Observation room
Adam Parker: What is this?
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Well, you've just been identified by an eyewitness who saw you beat Dale Kapp to death this afternoon.
Adam Parker: You believe him?
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: No, no, not just him.
Timothy McGee: Collins' Wi-Fi signal wasn't password-protected. As a result, anyone could use it, and you did. Called leeching. If they traced the sender, they would have ended up at Collins' house, not yours... You were the leech. Guess Kapp didn't want to pay up, came looking for you.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Found Collins.
Adam Parker: I'm not saying anything.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Nah... You don't have to. We got enough on you anyway.
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Anthony DiNozzo: You can shut it off.
Sam Bennett: I was gonna stay at Greg's house. Look after his stuff, you know? I was in the bedroom... And I heard the back door open, so I hid. Didn't want to get in trouble. It was that guy... Parker. Used the phone, made a call... The man that killed Greg. Pay up or else. So, I waited. I wanted to see who he was. And then, when he got there, Parker hit him with a piece of wood... And hit him. And... I just stood there... Watching from the window, and I didn't... I didn't stop him... Because I wanted him dead, too.
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NCIS: Squad room
Anthony DiNozzo: Midnight screening of Good fellas tonight at the multiplex... You want to come?
Ziva David: Uh, no, not tonight.
Anthony DiNozzo: All right, enjoy the book.
