NCIS (2003–…): Season 10, Episode 13 - Hit and Run - full transcript
Two passersby find the scene of a one-car crash and the bodies of a Marine lance corporal and a young woman; Gibbs and company investigate; Ducky presents a "two-pronged curiosity", and he says that the event may not be either simple or an accident. Abby starts to have flashbacks about a very early case, which still bugs her. Ziva learns that the fathers of the victims experienced a mutual problem 10 years ago while serving aboard the Marine Corps Base, Quantico, Virginia; the gang interview the parents, and the fathers show much anger and hostility toward each other; Gibbs and Ziva learn about the feud. McGee has a chat with Abby. Gibbs, Tony, and Ziva check out a cousin and his pad and his gear; Tony finds a suspicious object; they get both a solution and the bad guy. Gibbs also chats with Abby, who seems to understand better and feel better.
MAN:
Quit driving like an old man.
MAN 2:
Relax, Marty.
The girls know we worth
waiting for.
I-I don't want to screw this up.
I like Janice.
She understands me.
And she's easy on the eyes.
Mm-hmm.
But it's good to be
a few minutes late.
Keeps them on their toes.
I'm not playing games, Lester.
I'm too old for that nonsense.
Who said anything
about playing games?
I'm talking about
keeping her interested.
I'm talking about
psychological foreplay.
Oh.
(chuckles)
I'm still awake,
how's that for foreplay?
(laughs)
Stop the car, Lester.
(tires squeal)
Marty, what's wrong?
Come on!
Where you going?
Marty, um, what's...
What the...?
Call 911, Lester. Now!
♪ NCIS 10x13 ♪
Hit and Run
Original Air Date on January 29, 2013
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Okay.
So he pulls me
into his office
and I think he's gonna
chew me out for that
thing I said about
his hair, right?
But no.
He wants to know
if I think
he's been doing
an okay job.
The Deputy
is no Director Vance,
that's for sure.
No.
Did he say anything about
when he's coming back?
(sighs)
You talk to her
since she got back?
She told me Israel
was "therapeutic""
In a good way or a bad way?
Think she's okay?
Two fatalities.
Civilian Lyla Cutwright
and Marine Lance Corporal
Chad Dunn.
It's a brutal stretch of road.
Drove past an accident
about a mile up
from here last week.
The turn must have
caught them by surprise.
DiNozzo. McGee.
Come on down.
TONY: Faulty air bag,
no seat belt.
Lance corporal's head
had an unfortunate date
with the windshield.
Yeah, after that,
he was ejected through
the door here.
Guy had a hell of a morning.
Okay, what are we
looking at, Duck?
Well, aside from a rather
unkempt car, we are looking
at a two-pronged
curiosity involving
Miss Cutwright here--
take a look
at this side of her head.
Severe trauma.
Well, I see the spatter.
What did she hit
her head on?
Well, that's the question.
I don't see any point of impact
within the car.
What's part two?
The air bags.
Although the driver's side
air bag did not deploy,
this young lady's
is in perfect
working order.
Her head was already bleeding
when it hit the bag.
Uh, precisely.
Miss Sciuto will have
to tell us exactly
what this blood spatter
here is saying,
but, from what I can see
in front of me...
You think she was beaten.
While she was in the car,
before it went over the ridge.
There are no skid marks.
Our simple accident...
(chuckles)
may not be either one of those.
Hey.
Possible murder-suicide.
Get the car to Abby.
McGEE:
Car belonged to Lance Corporal
Chad Dunn.
He was driving.
Got it.
I don't know if anyone's ever
told you this before, McGee,
but you are the most
helpful person
when it comes to
clipboard-y type situations.
Thank you. I try.
So, anything else
you need me for?
Yeah,
he hit it pretty hard.
Abby, you okay?
(train horn blares)
Abby, come on,
let's go.
How do you think
it happened?
It crashed.
I know that, silly.
But what do you think happened?
You know, maybe the guy
driving dropped
his ice cream on his shorts,
and bam, Luca.
Next thing you know,
his car is in the middle
of a Chinese restaurant.
Mom said we're not supposed
to play in the junkyard.
(train whistle blowing)
We're not playing.
We're investigating.
(sighs)
I'm going home.
Luca, Luca, Luca!
There was a kid in the car?
Someone wrote their name on it.
What's it say?
Can't read it.
It's too small.
Oh.
Where are you going?
How would you feel
if you were a little girl
in a terrible wreck,
and then you had to live
without the bear you loved?
I'm gonna find her...
and give it back.
But what if she died
in the Chinese restaurant?
She didn't.
Abby, how are you
gonna find her when you can't
even read her name?
You watch.
McGEE:
Abby!
You look like
you just saw a ghost.
Yeah.
Well, we talked
about this, remember?
Ghosts aren't real.
I-I didn't see
a ghost, McGee.
I just...
I was just thinking about
my first case.
Wait... dead marine
in the car wash.
No, no.
Not my first case
at NCIS, McGee.
My first case ever.
In my life.
When was that?
I was a kid...
And?
I don't want to talk
about it, McGee.
I can't.
Did she say why she did
not want to talk about it?
No, but she seemed pretty upset.
Kind of casework are you doing
when you're a kid?
Old Man Jenkins robbed
the cookie jar again.
Old Man Jenkins
drained the swimming hole.
Who is this Jenkins,
and why does he do
such horrible things?
I'm kind of worried about her.
Well, don't be, McGee.
I mean, Abby always
finds a way to be happy.
TONY:
Yeah.
I'm sure she's
down there right now,
dancing a jig
and teaching sign language
to a dog.
You got something against dogs,
DiNozzo?
No, boss.
I love all canine beings.
Especially the dogs
that you love.
Good. Give me an update. Go.
(computer chirps)
Lyla Cutwright.
She turned 19
last November.
Student at Hayworth
Community College
in Virginia.
Last seen by her father
when he dropped her off
at class yesterday.
Working theory is
she was beaten
and then driven off the
ridge by this guy.
Lance Corporal Chad Dunn.
Twenty.
Last seen leaving
the marine barracks
on weekend liberty.
C.O.?
Nothing but good
things to say.
No signs of violence
or depression.
Said Dunn
was looking forward to a
transfer to Pendleton
next month.
What's the connection
between the two?
Uh, Cutwright's father
owns a dry cleaner
in Quantico.
Lance Corporal Dunn's
father is a retired marine.
He was stationed
at Quantico ten years ago.
Kids met over apple juice
and graham crackers.
Went to grade school
together for a year.
What's the connection
between the two now?
McGEE:
Can't find one.
There's no evidence
of any contact between them
since the fourth grade.
Uh, but there is
one thing, Gibbs.
Uh, back when both fathers
were at Quantico,
they were involved
in some sort of bar fight.
Details are sketchy,
you can see for yourself.
But both men
were charged
with disorderly conduct.
It's possible this whole thing's
over some old family beef.
Bring in the families.
(door whooshes open)
Need everything
you got, Duck.
Start at the top.
Uh, gladly, Jethro.
1891.
John William Lambert
smashed his gasoline buggy
into a hitching post,
thus marking the first accident
in American history.
Hey, Duck, start at
the top of this one.
(chuckles)
Yeah, very well.
Lance Corporal Dunn.
His lack of a seat belt
and ejection from the vehicle
makes for quite
a laundry list.
Three broken ribs,
fractured femur and pelvis.
A myriad of contusions
and abrasions,
and the coup de grace:
massive skull fracture.
Cause of death:
blunt force trauma.
Where his head
hit the rock?
Yeah, the very same
cause of death
as Miss Cutwright here.
However, as I suspected,
she was deceased
before the crash.
Struck on the left temple
with some sort of blunt object.
Any idea what?
Well, I pulled some
fragments from the laceration.
Abby's testing them now.
Also,
she's testing some
material that I took
from under her fingernails.
However,
the lack of defensive wounds,
I would hazard a guess
that this was a
surprise attack.
Thanks, Duck.
Oh, be forewarned,
she is acting a bit strange.
Abby?
Mm.
Or I should say,
a bit stranger than usual.
ABBY:
It's not what it looks like.
Hm. What's it look like?
A mess.
But... but it's not.
The lance corporal's car,
that was a mess.
But I have this system
with colors.
Abby?
Um, okay, we have a lot
to get through, so let's
get started.
Um, number one:
am I okay?
Yes.
Um, number two: there was no DNA
under Cutwright's fingernails.
Number three:
I tested the fragments
from her head wound,
and the murder weapon
was made of chestnut.
Chestnut. It's a nice wood.
It's fairly rare.
Does anything here match?
Uh, no.
The weapon
was probably ditched
somewhere before
the crash,
because... wait, was I...
Was I on number four
or number five now?
Are you sure you're okay?
Yes.
Let's just... let's get
to the blood spatter evidence.
Um...
So, Cutwright was hit
on the left side
of her head.
But she was facing
out her window.
So her attacker was
standing outside the car,
which means...
Means what?
Well, I don't know.
Why... why would Dunn
be standing outside
of his own car?
Maybe he got out
to get a weapon,
or... or maybe
someone else hit her
and then Dunn
was gonna try
to drive the car away, or...
I don't know.
I'm just...
Confused.
Yeah.
(animal chirring)
LUCA:
What are you making?
If I told you, that would ruin
the surprise, and
surprises are the best
'cause your eyes get to pop out,
and you can see
the world better...
Abby!
Okay.
Ready. Yay!
Give me your water.
Now, the water should work
as a lens.
Mm-hmm.
And bend the light, so...
Look, Luca! It's bigger.
I can see the name.
Whoa.
"Ricki Evans."
Do you know her?
Nope.
But somebody will.
GIBBS:
Abbs?
(sighs)
Um...
Okay, Gibbs, you know what?
I'm... I am little
tiny bit off today,
but I'm... I will
be okay, I promise.
I need you to bring your A game.
Where are we going?
Who's in charge here?
Mr. Dunn, I just need you
to follow me to the
conference room.
No, no, no. I'm done
with the shuffling.
Look, I understand, but...
No, you don't.
First, they shuffle
us up here.
Now you want to shuffle us
somewhere else.
Now, I've got questions.
You can answer 'em right here.
Walter, let's just go
where they...
What was she doing
in my son's car?
There something I can help with?
This is Mr. and Mrs. Dunn,
Lance Corporal Dunn's parents.
This is Agent Gibbs.
I'm sorry for your loss.
Conference room's not open?
WALTER:
Oh, you people are amazing.
Look, if you're accusing
my son of something,
how about you just stand there
like a man and say it?
No one's accusing anyone
of anything.
We're still looking for answers.
WALTER:
You want answers?
Take a look
at that girl.
What was she doing
in his car?
She had to have been
up to something.
What do you mean, Mr. Dunn?
Walter?
How could this happen?
Your son killed my Lyla.
(groans)
MRS. DUNN: Stop it.
Hey!
Walter!
...about my son.
GIBBS: Walk away!
Don't you ever talk
about my son!
GIBBS:
Walk away!
Now!
It's done.
First, it's cut right.
Ten years after
duking it out the first time,
they meet again,
hungry for blood,
out for revenge.
Pride on the line.
So, boss...
This time, it's personal.
I'm done.
McGEE: According to Abby,
we're looking at
a third person
swinging the murder weapon?
She doesn't know.
So, she's leaning
more toward
the murder-suicide theory?
Doesn't know.
So, she doesn't know?
That's what I said, McGee.
ZIVA: Scott Cutwright
and the Dunns
are ready to talk.
Separate rooms.
Got blood?
No, but
it is clear the feud
started long before today.
You know what it's about?
Well, from what I see,
neither side wants
to discuss it.
Boss, what do you think?
You take the Hatfields,
I take the McCoy?
McGEE:
Got something, boss.
Last week,
Lyla Cutwright
made a call to the local
police, lasted
two seconds.
TONY: Oh, hung up before
the call went through.
Lance Corporal Dunn also dialed
an interesting number.
Called a disposable phone
the night before
the crash was discovered.
Looks like he called it
multiple times over
the last two days.
Find the phone.
Finding the phone.
DiNozzo, crime
scene road.
Look for a
murder weapon.
Ooh, boss. You know, Dorney
loves this kind of stuff.
Really feeds off it.
Ziver, I got Hatfields,
you got McCoy.
Let's go.
Weapon's chestnut.
Ah, hell. Just look
for something made out of wood.
That shouldn't be hard
to spot...
in the woods.
(door opening)
You want some ice
for that?
I want you to get to it.
Fair enough.
Can either one of you
think of a reason
your son might want
to hurt Lyla Cutwright?
No.
Mrs. Dunn?
I said no.
And I said, either of you.
Can you think of a reason?
SCOTT: I don't know why
he'd want to hurt her.
She hasn't mentioned him
in years.
Do you know that...
for sure?
Do you know he killed her?
We're still investigating.
(sighs)
I'm sorry about that out there.
Walter has a temper.
Always did.
Maybe his son was the same way.
My son was a trained marine,
but Chad would never hurt anyone
unless he was
defending himself.
She provoked him,
threatened him or something.
It's not on him.
This altercation you had ten
years ago-- what was it about?
No.
No, that's not the reason
for this.
Besides their grade school,
this is the only connection
we found between your daughter
and Chad Dunn.
Mr. Cutwright, I need you
to tell me what happened.
Cutwright is crazy.
His wife died,
and he went crazy.
Walter.
Meredith.
Let me finish.
He started
saying things about
my family.
What kind of things?
Lies.
He didn't believe me.
Meredith Dunn and I...
we fell in love.
She wanted to leave Walter.
She was too afraid
to tell him.
So you did it for her.
Yeah, I did.
He...
He beat the hell out of me.
Yeah. Yeah, we fought,
we fought.
He was talking
about my wife.
Your son know about the fight?
Everyone knew.
Everyone talked.
The kids--
they were affected.
Chad forgot about it
in a week.
The fight was
ancient history
to us, but Cutwright--
who knows?
The guy's crazy.
Mrs. Dunn?
Yes.
It was a long time ago.
I wrote her a letter.
When?
Last year.
(clears throat)
I told her how I felt, and...
she wrote back,
and we kept writing.
She was going
to leave him this time.
Did Chad Dunn know?
I don't know.
(sighs)
But if he did,
I'm ripping
his family apart.
Maybe he was trying
to do the same thing to mine.
(elevator bell dings)
Chad Dunn didn't kill Lyla
Cutwright out of revenge.
He didn't kill her at all.
At the time of the crash, I
believe he was unconscious.
What is this?
This is a computer
simulation of the events
leading up to the crash.
No. What's this?
This is my A game.
And this
is our killer.
He strikes
and kills Lyla Cutwright,
and then, he moves
to the other side
as Dunn exits.
With his hand,
the killer bashes Dunn's head
up against the car.
I found blood
and hair transfer
from Dunn here.
The hit rendered
him unconscious.
The killer then moves
Dunn into the car,
and drives it off the ridge
while he's running alongside.
Well, how does he push
down on the gas?
Reenter the weapon
used to kill Cutwright.
I found the same
aluminum fragments
on the gas pedal as I did
in her head wound.
I thought you said
the weapon was made
out of chestnut?
I did. That was a mistake.
I got my slides
mixed up before.
But this is right.
It's aluminum, and it's on
the back of paint flecks.
Abby, I got DiNozzo looking
for the wrong thing.
I'm sorry. I was
coming up to tell you,
and then that whole fight
happened, and I got flustered.
Hey, hey,
what's going on with you?
I made a mistake... Gibbs.
I'm sorry.
I'm not perfect, like you are.
(screen door creaks open)
(indistinct crowd chatter)
(rooster crowing)
Are you Ricki Evans?
I knew it! I-I mean,
I only knew 'cause
this wrinkly guy--
um, he works at the mini-mart--
he told me that you lived here
because, uh...
I s...
I said I needed to know.
Today is my mama's funeral.
A car hit our car
and drove away.
(sighs)
I... I found your bear.
I brought it back for you.
I can't keep it.
Why?
I'm only allowed
to play with it
when I'm with my
mom and grandpa.
My dad doesn't like that bear.
Hmm. How come?
'Cause Grandpa gave it to me.
Your dad doesn't
like your grandpa?
I only visit my grandpa
when I'm with my mom.
So... I guess
he can't really be
my grandpa anymore.
MAN:
Ricki?
Come on, baby,
let's get you some lunch.
Get in the house now.
Said you got rid
of that thing.
You lying to me now?
Who that girl
you're talking to?
(door closes)
YOUNG ABBY: I'm gonna find her
and give it back.
Ricki Evans.
I found your bear.
RICKI:
I can't keep it.
Guess... he can't really be
my grandpa anymore.
(sighs)
(phone rings)
(phone beeps on)
Yeah, McGee.
Boss, I got a hit
on the disposable phone.
What's the address?
(engine revving)
(brakes squeak)
Not what I pictured.
It doesn't look like a block
where a lot
of disposable phones would live.
This guy the uncle
of the lance corporal?
Cousin.
Brandon Singer.
Purchased a phone
at a drugstore
down the street.
Paid with a
credit card.
This is his
home address.
What else?
Well, haven't had time
to dig up much, but,
apparently, he owns some sort of
alternative energy company.
McGEE: So, when was the last time
you saw your cousin?
What's going on?
Chad in some kind of
trouble or something?
If you could answer
the question.
Yeah, we were supposed
to go hiking.
Chad called to cancel, said
he had something else to do.
Why the disposable phone?
(chuckles)Yeah. I-I lost my phone
a few days ago.
I was hoping it might show up.
You know her?
Son of a bitch,
he did it.
Did what, Mr. Singer?
(sighs)
He's been talking about running
off with her for months.
Her name's
Lyla Cutwright.
She's Chad's girlfriend.
Hmm. You sure about that?
Yeah,
they keep it quiet. Uh...
our families...
(chuckles)
they don't exactly get along.
How long have
they been together?
Six months?
They hadn't seen each other
since they were kids,
but then...
Chad, he found these, uh...
these letters that Lyla's dad
wrote to his mom.
Love letters.
And he knew the guy
owned a dry cleaners shop,
so he went there
to confront him.
Lyla's dad wasn't there
but, uh, Lyla was.
I swear to God, when
you guys find him,
I'm gonna
wring his neck.
There was an accident,
Mr. Singer.
Your cousin
and Miss Cutwright...
were killed.
I'm sorry.
Listen, I know
this is difficult, but...
if you could tell us,
did anyone else know
about their relationship?
Uh...
the more people
that knew about it,
the more likely my Uncle Walter
would find out.
Chad was afraid
what his father might do if...
Good morrow, fellow humans.
(chuckles) You have a bushy tail
this morning.
Thank you for noticing.
(sighs)
There's nothing like recharging
the old battery
in the great outdoors.
No murder weapon,
but I...
I did find a little inner peace.
Where's the boss man?
I'd... like to thank him.
Uh, he got here early.
He has been in with Walter Dunn
for over an hour.
You think Dunn could be our guy?
It is possible.
I saw his temper.
He could have seen his son
with Lyla Cutwright
and then just... snapped.
Dunn said he didn't do it.
Well, does he have an alibi?
He said he was home
with his wife.
And you believe him?
Well, I believe he's not
gonna say any different.
(sighs) Is there anything
we can do, boss?
Yeah.
Abby left a message--
she called in sick.
What kind of sick?
Boss, Abby hasn't called in sick in...
Ever.
We can't get anybody in
until tomorrow,
so we're gonna have to cover.
For Abby?
DiNozzo, Ziva,
see where she was
with the evidence.
On it, boss.
McGee, Ducky's got new swabs
from the lance corporal.
We just may have
the attacker's DNA.
Oh, no, no, no.
No, boss.
Mass Spec is very loyal.
Maybe Abby'll
work a half day.
I could come and back you up
in interrogation
until she gets here.
No, no, no, no.
I'm not going back in there.
You're not?
MEREDITH:
Thanks.
I want to thank you for being
so kind to me, Agent Gibbs.
Eh, coffee
isn't hard.
No, it's just, with
everything that's going on,
I'm not sure I could
handle hearing one more...
angry word.
It's understandable,
your husband being upset.
Can I ask you what you're
talking to him about?
I know you told us
he was right,
that Chad didn't
do this, but...
Chad and Lyla together...
I'm more interested
in talking to you.
To me?
Why?
Because you're
a good mother, Mrs. Dunn.
You put your son's needs
ahead of your own.
(sighs)
Scott told you
about our letters.
Well, if your husband
didn't know about it before,
he knows about it now.
It doesn't matter.
The only thing that matters
is that Chad is gone.
When he was a little boy...
he used to grab my hand
whenever someone talked to him.
That's all I can think about.
All we want to do
is keep 'em close.
Yeah.
The only way to protect Chad
is to get justice for him.
What do you mean?
I need to know if your husband
was with you at home
at the time of the crash.
Agent Gibbs,
I don't have an ounce of love
left for the man,
but he didn't kill anyone.
Yes. He was at home with me.
ZIVA:
Okay, moving on to box Y-14.
Item number...
0-2-2-3.
Jumper cables.
Green dash, purple star...
means it's been bagged
but not yet inspected.
Well, it's been
inspected now,
so mark it off.
Tony.
I'm trying.
How hard is it to
make a check mark?
Well, the wrong color check mark
in the Z-4 quadrant
and you got a whole mess
because everything
gets lined up and then...
I sound a little like Abby,
don't I?
She can fix it later.
It's weird doing this stuff
without her, isn't it?
(sighs) It's like going
to a puppet show,
except all the puppets are just
laying there on the stage...
just dead puppets.
Sorry.
Why are you sorry?
Just...
My father dies,
and all of a sudden
you cannot talk to me
about dead puppets?
I'm fine, Tony.
Why would anyone have
a nice notebook like this
in their car
and never use it?
It's a "guy of import"
accessory.
A what?
Yeah. 'Cause say you're
a young guy, you know,
but you want
to be taken seriously.
So what do you do? What do you
bring with you to meetings
and interviews,
even a coffee shop?
You're the guy with
the leather-bound folder, baby.
Guy of import.
Coffee shop.
See what I'm saying?
(chuckles)
(sighs)
That fresh air put the magic
right back in me.
Bank receipt
for a cash withdrawal.
Why didn't McGee
flag this already?
Mm. 15 grand
for a lance corporal?
It's got to mean something.
(loud, rackety whirring)
Crap.
Boss. Sorry, I was just...
What do you got, McGee?
Well, I, uh... I was looking
through
the Cutwrights' computer.
Nothing yet.
Um, I was just
trying to...
Boss, I've got problems.
I tried calling Abby,
but she's not picking up.
What did you do?
Well, I put the swabs from Dunn
into Major Mass Spec,
and-and I thought I did
everything right, but he...
(quietly):
I don't think he likes me.
He say something to you, McGee?
Well, when Abby runs it, it-it
makes more of purring noise.
But all I'm hearing is a growl.
You know what?
Abby keeps an Abby's
Lab for Dummies
around here in
her office.
(loud, rackety whirring)
Got it.
(whirring worsens)
Looks like she came out
with a revised edition.
That you on the cover?
Yep.
I always get the cover.
Abby...
she's the only one
that can call you a dummy
and make you feel like you've
won something at the same time.
Boss...
Find her.
And make sure she's okay.
(Muzak playing)
I-22.
ALL:
Choo-choo.
B-4.
ALL:
And after.
Delores,
do you mind taking over
for me for a minute?
Honey, I thought
you'd never ask.
Okay.
B-2.
ALL:
Buckle my shoe.
You're not an easy
person to track down.
Didn't you just...
ping my phone?
Yeah. It was pretty easy.
I, um, just didn't know what
to say when you walked up.
DOLORES:
N-35.
Are you feeling any better?
I'm, um...
I'm not actually sick.
Yeah, I know.
DOLORES: B-8.
ALL:
At the gate.
Is this a... pep talk?
Guess it's not really going
all that well, huh?
B-1.
Well, we're kind of
in the middle
of Four Corners here, so...
MAN: Bingo!
Abby, listen.
DOLORES:
We have a winner!
Gibbs is worried about you.
Everyone is. So am I.
But I don't know what to say
unless you tell me what's wrong.
♪ It's been many long years
♪ Since I've seen her
(gasps)
♪ I got a letter...
Last thing I need are
fingerprints on that window.
(door bells tinkle)
We're closed on Sunday...
like everyone else.
♪ And here's what
she had to say... ♪
Where'd you get that?
Are you...
Ricki's grandpa?
I am.
Who's asking?
I'm... I'm her friend,
and she's sad.
Her dad won't let her
keep your bear.
(sighs)
♪ Oh, so meet me...
Well, there's nothing
I can do about that.
Well, I thought maybe
if you went to her house
and told her dad that you're
sorry for whatever made him mad,
then maybe he would
forgive you, too.
And you could all laugh
and have a picnic,
and you could give Ricki
back her bear.
I love Ricki.
I loved her mom.
But I can't go
to that house.
But you haven't...
This is bigger
than what you can understand.
Go on home.
♪ Never to return...
(door closes)
♪ To the place
where it's been. ♪
Have the bad things been
outweighing the good things
all these years,
and I just
never noticed?
What do you mean?
All I ever wanted
was to help people
with the truth,
and I've done that, but then
bad still wins sometimes,
and then I just want
to file it away
like it never happened
so I can go back
to being happy.
There's nothing
wrong with that.
Yes, there is, McGee,
because then sometimes
the Cutwrights and the Dunns--
they just keep fighting
no matter what the truth is,
and sometimes...
Ricki never gets to see
her grandpa again.
If the bad outweighs
the good,
then that means
that I'm not enough.
Abby, listen to me.
No, I'm...
And if I'm not enough,
McGee, then...
then why, why even try?
Um...
Wait, Abby.
Abby.
Talk to me.
Swabs from Dunn were a bust.
Receipt found in his folder
was for 15 large.
Withdrawal happened
last November.
But it was not made
by the lance corporal.
Cash came from a
trust fund account
set up for
Lyla Cutwright
by her great aunt.
Cutwright gained access to it
when she turned 19.
Account didn't show up
with her other records
because it was closed before
being linked to her name.
Her father?
TONY: Had no idea
about the withdrawal,
couldn't imagine why.
Found some job searches
on the Cutwrights' home computer
that Mr. Cutwright
can't account for--
all for Oceanside, California.
Lance corporal
was headed to Pendleton.
They weren't running.
She was gonna move with him.
Perhaps they were
using the money
for a down payment
on a house.
$15K in Oceanside?
Well, they
tried for more.
Same week
of Cutwright's withdrawal,
Dunn applied for a personal loan
for $5,000.
Using available
funds is one thing,
but applying for a loan--
I mean, what could have been
so important?
Both of you, get me
someone from the bank.
Hey, you talk
to Abby?
Yeah, it didn't help.
(laughs)
He came in
with his girlfriend.
No, I remember him well.
Marine uniform, well-spoken,
everything all organized
in a leather-bound folder.
I liked him
immediately,
but I couldn't give him
a loan.
Why not?
No credit history,
and on his salary I had doubts
about his ability
to pay it back.
You know what he was
looking to spend it on?
He said he and his girlfriend
were on their own.
He wanted to make sure
he could give her a good life.
They were so sweet
to each other.
You know how
some people just look
like they belong
together?
$5K wouldn't go very far.
He said he was planning
on investing it,
called it a great
opportunity, but...
he showed me some paperwork.
I-It didn't look right.
Accounted
for cash flow only,
no assets.
I told him
to be careful,
but he said
he trusted his contact.
Contact have a name?
No, but he did say
the company had
something to do
with some kind
of solar stuff.
Green energy.
GIBBS: We're gonna search
your house.
I don't understand.
Have you heard
of a warrant?
A warrant-- what for?
To search your computer, company
books, files and statements.
The name Ponzi mean
anything to you?
Are you going to arrest me?
Your cousin and Lyla Cutwright
gave you
$15,000 for you to invest?
Yeah.
GIBBS: Three months later
they never saw
the returns you promised.
I told them I was going
to get them some money.
Okay, I just needed...
What, more investors
for you to con?
Lyla threatened
to call the police.
What did you say
to get her to hang up?
What does that mean?
I told her the truth,
okay, I told 'em
I was going
to get 'em some money.
Yeah, but you had no money
to give so you killed 'em.
What?
No, no, no way.
You got me on the money thing--
okay, I did it--
but I would
never hurt Chad.
Okay, he was family.
Yeah.
DiNozzo.
TONY:
Yeah, boss, sorry.
Did I miss my cue?
I had a really good line, too,
something like,
"I found an aluminum friend
in your Dumpster
that begs to differ""
Anything you want
to tell us
before we test it
for blood residue?
Dear McGee,
I'm sorry
I walked away from you.
I never leave
my friends at bingo
until they've won a card.
(dog barking)
RICKI'S FATHER:
Ricki, where you at?
Truck's packed up.
Come on, girl.
♪
What is it?
It's from a bear that I had
when I was a kid.
I took it everywhere.
And then I loved it so much
that it fell apart,
and this is all
that's left.
Looks like you got the
most important part.
That's what
my mom said.
I was...
I was trying to write McGee
an apology letter
and... I was going to start
on one for you next.
I...
Abbs, just tell me.
I'm trying
to figure out a way
to... be okay
with not being enough.
Enough what?
Enough good.
Well, then you're not
counting the hit-and-runs.
The what?
The good kind.
You do something
good now,
you're not always around
to see the difference
it makes later.
I don't know, Gibbs.
Abbs, first day we met.
It was a Thursday--
70 degrees,
mostly sunny.
What about it?
What'd you give me?
I had Chinese food
and I gave you the fortune
from my cookie.
Because?
Because I wanted it
to be about you.
The fortune.
You kept it.
The things you do...
mean something to people.
♪
What's wrong?
I couldn't fix it.
Fix what?
Ricki will never see
her grandpa again.
But you did good.
You gave her your rabbit.
She won't forget
that, Abby.
She won't.
(reading)
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
Quit driving like an old man.
MAN 2:
Relax, Marty.
The girls know we worth
waiting for.
I-I don't want to screw this up.
I like Janice.
She understands me.
And she's easy on the eyes.
Mm-hmm.
But it's good to be
a few minutes late.
Keeps them on their toes.
I'm not playing games, Lester.
I'm too old for that nonsense.
Who said anything
about playing games?
I'm talking about
keeping her interested.
I'm talking about
psychological foreplay.
Oh.
(chuckles)
I'm still awake,
how's that for foreplay?
(laughs)
Stop the car, Lester.
(tires squeal)
Marty, what's wrong?
Come on!
Where you going?
Marty, um, what's...
What the...?
Call 911, Lester. Now!
♪ NCIS 10x13 ♪
Hit and Run
Original Air Date on January 29, 2013
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
♪
If we need any more information,
we will contact you.
Sure.
Okay.
So he pulls me
into his office
and I think he's gonna
chew me out for that
thing I said about
his hair, right?
But no.
He wants to know
if I think
he's been doing
an okay job.
The Deputy
is no Director Vance,
that's for sure.
No.
Did he say anything about
when he's coming back?
(sighs)
You talk to her
since she got back?
She told me Israel
was "therapeutic""
In a good way or a bad way?
Think she's okay?
Two fatalities.
Civilian Lyla Cutwright
and Marine Lance Corporal
Chad Dunn.
It's a brutal stretch of road.
Drove past an accident
about a mile up
from here last week.
The turn must have
caught them by surprise.
DiNozzo. McGee.
Come on down.
TONY: Faulty air bag,
no seat belt.
Lance corporal's head
had an unfortunate date
with the windshield.
Yeah, after that,
he was ejected through
the door here.
Guy had a hell of a morning.
Okay, what are we
looking at, Duck?
Well, aside from a rather
unkempt car, we are looking
at a two-pronged
curiosity involving
Miss Cutwright here--
take a look
at this side of her head.
Severe trauma.
Well, I see the spatter.
What did she hit
her head on?
Well, that's the question.
I don't see any point of impact
within the car.
What's part two?
The air bags.
Although the driver's side
air bag did not deploy,
this young lady's
is in perfect
working order.
Her head was already bleeding
when it hit the bag.
Uh, precisely.
Miss Sciuto will have
to tell us exactly
what this blood spatter
here is saying,
but, from what I can see
in front of me...
You think she was beaten.
While she was in the car,
before it went over the ridge.
There are no skid marks.
Our simple accident...
(chuckles)
may not be either one of those.
Hey.
Possible murder-suicide.
Get the car to Abby.
McGEE:
Car belonged to Lance Corporal
Chad Dunn.
He was driving.
Got it.
I don't know if anyone's ever
told you this before, McGee,
but you are the most
helpful person
when it comes to
clipboard-y type situations.
Thank you. I try.
So, anything else
you need me for?
Yeah,
he hit it pretty hard.
Abby, you okay?
(train horn blares)
Abby, come on,
let's go.
How do you think
it happened?
It crashed.
I know that, silly.
But what do you think happened?
You know, maybe the guy
driving dropped
his ice cream on his shorts,
and bam, Luca.
Next thing you know,
his car is in the middle
of a Chinese restaurant.
Mom said we're not supposed
to play in the junkyard.
(train whistle blowing)
We're not playing.
We're investigating.
(sighs)
I'm going home.
Luca, Luca, Luca!
There was a kid in the car?
Someone wrote their name on it.
What's it say?
Can't read it.
It's too small.
Oh.
Where are you going?
How would you feel
if you were a little girl
in a terrible wreck,
and then you had to live
without the bear you loved?
I'm gonna find her...
and give it back.
But what if she died
in the Chinese restaurant?
She didn't.
Abby, how are you
gonna find her when you can't
even read her name?
You watch.
McGEE:
Abby!
You look like
you just saw a ghost.
Yeah.
Well, we talked
about this, remember?
Ghosts aren't real.
I-I didn't see
a ghost, McGee.
I just...
I was just thinking about
my first case.
Wait... dead marine
in the car wash.
No, no.
Not my first case
at NCIS, McGee.
My first case ever.
In my life.
When was that?
I was a kid...
And?
I don't want to talk
about it, McGee.
I can't.
Did she say why she did
not want to talk about it?
No, but she seemed pretty upset.
Kind of casework are you doing
when you're a kid?
Old Man Jenkins robbed
the cookie jar again.
Old Man Jenkins
drained the swimming hole.
Who is this Jenkins,
and why does he do
such horrible things?
I'm kind of worried about her.
Well, don't be, McGee.
I mean, Abby always
finds a way to be happy.
TONY:
Yeah.
I'm sure she's
down there right now,
dancing a jig
and teaching sign language
to a dog.
You got something against dogs,
DiNozzo?
No, boss.
I love all canine beings.
Especially the dogs
that you love.
Good. Give me an update. Go.
(computer chirps)
Lyla Cutwright.
She turned 19
last November.
Student at Hayworth
Community College
in Virginia.
Last seen by her father
when he dropped her off
at class yesterday.
Working theory is
she was beaten
and then driven off the
ridge by this guy.
Lance Corporal Chad Dunn.
Twenty.
Last seen leaving
the marine barracks
on weekend liberty.
C.O.?
Nothing but good
things to say.
No signs of violence
or depression.
Said Dunn
was looking forward to a
transfer to Pendleton
next month.
What's the connection
between the two?
Uh, Cutwright's father
owns a dry cleaner
in Quantico.
Lance Corporal Dunn's
father is a retired marine.
He was stationed
at Quantico ten years ago.
Kids met over apple juice
and graham crackers.
Went to grade school
together for a year.
What's the connection
between the two now?
McGEE:
Can't find one.
There's no evidence
of any contact between them
since the fourth grade.
Uh, but there is
one thing, Gibbs.
Uh, back when both fathers
were at Quantico,
they were involved
in some sort of bar fight.
Details are sketchy,
you can see for yourself.
But both men
were charged
with disorderly conduct.
It's possible this whole thing's
over some old family beef.
Bring in the families.
(door whooshes open)
Need everything
you got, Duck.
Start at the top.
Uh, gladly, Jethro.
1891.
John William Lambert
smashed his gasoline buggy
into a hitching post,
thus marking the first accident
in American history.
Hey, Duck, start at
the top of this one.
(chuckles)
Yeah, very well.
Lance Corporal Dunn.
His lack of a seat belt
and ejection from the vehicle
makes for quite
a laundry list.
Three broken ribs,
fractured femur and pelvis.
A myriad of contusions
and abrasions,
and the coup de grace:
massive skull fracture.
Cause of death:
blunt force trauma.
Where his head
hit the rock?
Yeah, the very same
cause of death
as Miss Cutwright here.
However, as I suspected,
she was deceased
before the crash.
Struck on the left temple
with some sort of blunt object.
Any idea what?
Well, I pulled some
fragments from the laceration.
Abby's testing them now.
Also,
she's testing some
material that I took
from under her fingernails.
However,
the lack of defensive wounds,
I would hazard a guess
that this was a
surprise attack.
Thanks, Duck.
Oh, be forewarned,
she is acting a bit strange.
Abby?
Mm.
Or I should say,
a bit stranger than usual.
ABBY:
It's not what it looks like.
Hm. What's it look like?
A mess.
But... but it's not.
The lance corporal's car,
that was a mess.
But I have this system
with colors.
Abby?
Um, okay, we have a lot
to get through, so let's
get started.
Um, number one:
am I okay?
Yes.
Um, number two: there was no DNA
under Cutwright's fingernails.
Number three:
I tested the fragments
from her head wound,
and the murder weapon
was made of chestnut.
Chestnut. It's a nice wood.
It's fairly rare.
Does anything here match?
Uh, no.
The weapon
was probably ditched
somewhere before
the crash,
because... wait, was I...
Was I on number four
or number five now?
Are you sure you're okay?
Yes.
Let's just... let's get
to the blood spatter evidence.
Um...
So, Cutwright was hit
on the left side
of her head.
But she was facing
out her window.
So her attacker was
standing outside the car,
which means...
Means what?
Well, I don't know.
Why... why would Dunn
be standing outside
of his own car?
Maybe he got out
to get a weapon,
or... or maybe
someone else hit her
and then Dunn
was gonna try
to drive the car away, or...
I don't know.
I'm just...
Confused.
Yeah.
(animal chirring)
LUCA:
What are you making?
If I told you, that would ruin
the surprise, and
surprises are the best
'cause your eyes get to pop out,
and you can see
the world better...
Abby!
Okay.
Ready. Yay!
Give me your water.
Now, the water should work
as a lens.
Mm-hmm.
And bend the light, so...
Look, Luca! It's bigger.
I can see the name.
Whoa.
"Ricki Evans."
Do you know her?
Nope.
But somebody will.
GIBBS:
Abbs?
(sighs)
Um...
Okay, Gibbs, you know what?
I'm... I am little
tiny bit off today,
but I'm... I will
be okay, I promise.
I need you to bring your A game.
Where are we going?
Who's in charge here?
Mr. Dunn, I just need you
to follow me to the
conference room.
No, no, no. I'm done
with the shuffling.
Look, I understand, but...
No, you don't.
First, they shuffle
us up here.
Now you want to shuffle us
somewhere else.
Now, I've got questions.
You can answer 'em right here.
Walter, let's just go
where they...
What was she doing
in my son's car?
There something I can help with?
This is Mr. and Mrs. Dunn,
Lance Corporal Dunn's parents.
This is Agent Gibbs.
I'm sorry for your loss.
Conference room's not open?
WALTER:
Oh, you people are amazing.
Look, if you're accusing
my son of something,
how about you just stand there
like a man and say it?
No one's accusing anyone
of anything.
We're still looking for answers.
WALTER:
You want answers?
Take a look
at that girl.
What was she doing
in his car?
She had to have been
up to something.
What do you mean, Mr. Dunn?
Walter?
How could this happen?
Your son killed my Lyla.
(groans)
MRS. DUNN: Stop it.
Hey!
Walter!
...about my son.
GIBBS: Walk away!
Don't you ever talk
about my son!
GIBBS:
Walk away!
Now!
It's done.
First, it's cut right.
Ten years after
duking it out the first time,
they meet again,
hungry for blood,
out for revenge.
Pride on the line.
So, boss...
This time, it's personal.
I'm done.
McGEE: According to Abby,
we're looking at
a third person
swinging the murder weapon?
She doesn't know.
So, she's leaning
more toward
the murder-suicide theory?
Doesn't know.
So, she doesn't know?
That's what I said, McGee.
ZIVA: Scott Cutwright
and the Dunns
are ready to talk.
Separate rooms.
Got blood?
No, but
it is clear the feud
started long before today.
You know what it's about?
Well, from what I see,
neither side wants
to discuss it.
Boss, what do you think?
You take the Hatfields,
I take the McCoy?
McGEE:
Got something, boss.
Last week,
Lyla Cutwright
made a call to the local
police, lasted
two seconds.
TONY: Oh, hung up before
the call went through.
Lance Corporal Dunn also dialed
an interesting number.
Called a disposable phone
the night before
the crash was discovered.
Looks like he called it
multiple times over
the last two days.
Find the phone.
Finding the phone.
DiNozzo, crime
scene road.
Look for a
murder weapon.
Ooh, boss. You know, Dorney
loves this kind of stuff.
Really feeds off it.
Ziver, I got Hatfields,
you got McCoy.
Let's go.
Weapon's chestnut.
Ah, hell. Just look
for something made out of wood.
That shouldn't be hard
to spot...
in the woods.
(door opening)
You want some ice
for that?
I want you to get to it.
Fair enough.
Can either one of you
think of a reason
your son might want
to hurt Lyla Cutwright?
No.
Mrs. Dunn?
I said no.
And I said, either of you.
Can you think of a reason?
SCOTT: I don't know why
he'd want to hurt her.
She hasn't mentioned him
in years.
Do you know that...
for sure?
Do you know he killed her?
We're still investigating.
(sighs)
I'm sorry about that out there.
Walter has a temper.
Always did.
Maybe his son was the same way.
My son was a trained marine,
but Chad would never hurt anyone
unless he was
defending himself.
She provoked him,
threatened him or something.
It's not on him.
This altercation you had ten
years ago-- what was it about?
No.
No, that's not the reason
for this.
Besides their grade school,
this is the only connection
we found between your daughter
and Chad Dunn.
Mr. Cutwright, I need you
to tell me what happened.
Cutwright is crazy.
His wife died,
and he went crazy.
Walter.
Meredith.
Let me finish.
He started
saying things about
my family.
What kind of things?
Lies.
He didn't believe me.
Meredith Dunn and I...
we fell in love.
She wanted to leave Walter.
She was too afraid
to tell him.
So you did it for her.
Yeah, I did.
He...
He beat the hell out of me.
Yeah. Yeah, we fought,
we fought.
He was talking
about my wife.
Your son know about the fight?
Everyone knew.
Everyone talked.
The kids--
they were affected.
Chad forgot about it
in a week.
The fight was
ancient history
to us, but Cutwright--
who knows?
The guy's crazy.
Mrs. Dunn?
Yes.
It was a long time ago.
I wrote her a letter.
When?
Last year.
(clears throat)
I told her how I felt, and...
she wrote back,
and we kept writing.
She was going
to leave him this time.
Did Chad Dunn know?
I don't know.
(sighs)
But if he did,
I'm ripping
his family apart.
Maybe he was trying
to do the same thing to mine.
(elevator bell dings)
Chad Dunn didn't kill Lyla
Cutwright out of revenge.
He didn't kill her at all.
At the time of the crash, I
believe he was unconscious.
What is this?
This is a computer
simulation of the events
leading up to the crash.
No. What's this?
This is my A game.
And this
is our killer.
He strikes
and kills Lyla Cutwright,
and then, he moves
to the other side
as Dunn exits.
With his hand,
the killer bashes Dunn's head
up against the car.
I found blood
and hair transfer
from Dunn here.
The hit rendered
him unconscious.
The killer then moves
Dunn into the car,
and drives it off the ridge
while he's running alongside.
Well, how does he push
down on the gas?
Reenter the weapon
used to kill Cutwright.
I found the same
aluminum fragments
on the gas pedal as I did
in her head wound.
I thought you said
the weapon was made
out of chestnut?
I did. That was a mistake.
I got my slides
mixed up before.
But this is right.
It's aluminum, and it's on
the back of paint flecks.
Abby, I got DiNozzo looking
for the wrong thing.
I'm sorry. I was
coming up to tell you,
and then that whole fight
happened, and I got flustered.
Hey, hey,
what's going on with you?
I made a mistake... Gibbs.
I'm sorry.
I'm not perfect, like you are.
(screen door creaks open)
(indistinct crowd chatter)
(rooster crowing)
Are you Ricki Evans?
I knew it! I-I mean,
I only knew 'cause
this wrinkly guy--
um, he works at the mini-mart--
he told me that you lived here
because, uh...
I s...
I said I needed to know.
Today is my mama's funeral.
A car hit our car
and drove away.
(sighs)
I... I found your bear.
I brought it back for you.
I can't keep it.
Why?
I'm only allowed
to play with it
when I'm with my
mom and grandpa.
My dad doesn't like that bear.
Hmm. How come?
'Cause Grandpa gave it to me.
Your dad doesn't
like your grandpa?
I only visit my grandpa
when I'm with my mom.
So... I guess
he can't really be
my grandpa anymore.
MAN:
Ricki?
Come on, baby,
let's get you some lunch.
Get in the house now.
Said you got rid
of that thing.
You lying to me now?
Who that girl
you're talking to?
(door closes)
YOUNG ABBY: I'm gonna find her
and give it back.
Ricki Evans.
I found your bear.
RICKI:
I can't keep it.
Guess... he can't really be
my grandpa anymore.
(sighs)
(phone rings)
(phone beeps on)
Yeah, McGee.
Boss, I got a hit
on the disposable phone.
What's the address?
(engine revving)
(brakes squeak)
Not what I pictured.
It doesn't look like a block
where a lot
of disposable phones would live.
This guy the uncle
of the lance corporal?
Cousin.
Brandon Singer.
Purchased a phone
at a drugstore
down the street.
Paid with a
credit card.
This is his
home address.
What else?
Well, haven't had time
to dig up much, but,
apparently, he owns some sort of
alternative energy company.
McGEE: So, when was the last time
you saw your cousin?
What's going on?
Chad in some kind of
trouble or something?
If you could answer
the question.
Yeah, we were supposed
to go hiking.
Chad called to cancel, said
he had something else to do.
Why the disposable phone?
(chuckles)Yeah. I-I lost my phone
a few days ago.
I was hoping it might show up.
You know her?
Son of a bitch,
he did it.
Did what, Mr. Singer?
(sighs)
He's been talking about running
off with her for months.
Her name's
Lyla Cutwright.
She's Chad's girlfriend.
Hmm. You sure about that?
Yeah,
they keep it quiet. Uh...
our families...
(chuckles)
they don't exactly get along.
How long have
they been together?
Six months?
They hadn't seen each other
since they were kids,
but then...
Chad, he found these, uh...
these letters that Lyla's dad
wrote to his mom.
Love letters.
And he knew the guy
owned a dry cleaners shop,
so he went there
to confront him.
Lyla's dad wasn't there
but, uh, Lyla was.
I swear to God, when
you guys find him,
I'm gonna
wring his neck.
There was an accident,
Mr. Singer.
Your cousin
and Miss Cutwright...
were killed.
I'm sorry.
Listen, I know
this is difficult, but...
if you could tell us,
did anyone else know
about their relationship?
Uh...
the more people
that knew about it,
the more likely my Uncle Walter
would find out.
Chad was afraid
what his father might do if...
Good morrow, fellow humans.
(chuckles) You have a bushy tail
this morning.
Thank you for noticing.
(sighs)
There's nothing like recharging
the old battery
in the great outdoors.
No murder weapon,
but I...
I did find a little inner peace.
Where's the boss man?
I'd... like to thank him.
Uh, he got here early.
He has been in with Walter Dunn
for over an hour.
You think Dunn could be our guy?
It is possible.
I saw his temper.
He could have seen his son
with Lyla Cutwright
and then just... snapped.
Dunn said he didn't do it.
Well, does he have an alibi?
He said he was home
with his wife.
And you believe him?
Well, I believe he's not
gonna say any different.
(sighs) Is there anything
we can do, boss?
Yeah.
Abby left a message--
she called in sick.
What kind of sick?
Boss, Abby hasn't called in sick in...
Ever.
We can't get anybody in
until tomorrow,
so we're gonna have to cover.
For Abby?
DiNozzo, Ziva,
see where she was
with the evidence.
On it, boss.
McGee, Ducky's got new swabs
from the lance corporal.
We just may have
the attacker's DNA.
Oh, no, no, no.
No, boss.
Mass Spec is very loyal.
Maybe Abby'll
work a half day.
I could come and back you up
in interrogation
until she gets here.
No, no, no, no.
I'm not going back in there.
You're not?
MEREDITH:
Thanks.
I want to thank you for being
so kind to me, Agent Gibbs.
Eh, coffee
isn't hard.
No, it's just, with
everything that's going on,
I'm not sure I could
handle hearing one more...
angry word.
It's understandable,
your husband being upset.
Can I ask you what you're
talking to him about?
I know you told us
he was right,
that Chad didn't
do this, but...
Chad and Lyla together...
I'm more interested
in talking to you.
To me?
Why?
Because you're
a good mother, Mrs. Dunn.
You put your son's needs
ahead of your own.
(sighs)
Scott told you
about our letters.
Well, if your husband
didn't know about it before,
he knows about it now.
It doesn't matter.
The only thing that matters
is that Chad is gone.
When he was a little boy...
he used to grab my hand
whenever someone talked to him.
That's all I can think about.
All we want to do
is keep 'em close.
Yeah.
The only way to protect Chad
is to get justice for him.
What do you mean?
I need to know if your husband
was with you at home
at the time of the crash.
Agent Gibbs,
I don't have an ounce of love
left for the man,
but he didn't kill anyone.
Yes. He was at home with me.
ZIVA:
Okay, moving on to box Y-14.
Item number...
0-2-2-3.
Jumper cables.
Green dash, purple star...
means it's been bagged
but not yet inspected.
Well, it's been
inspected now,
so mark it off.
Tony.
I'm trying.
How hard is it to
make a check mark?
Well, the wrong color check mark
in the Z-4 quadrant
and you got a whole mess
because everything
gets lined up and then...
I sound a little like Abby,
don't I?
She can fix it later.
It's weird doing this stuff
without her, isn't it?
(sighs) It's like going
to a puppet show,
except all the puppets are just
laying there on the stage...
just dead puppets.
Sorry.
Why are you sorry?
Just...
My father dies,
and all of a sudden
you cannot talk to me
about dead puppets?
I'm fine, Tony.
Why would anyone have
a nice notebook like this
in their car
and never use it?
It's a "guy of import"
accessory.
A what?
Yeah. 'Cause say you're
a young guy, you know,
but you want
to be taken seriously.
So what do you do? What do you
bring with you to meetings
and interviews,
even a coffee shop?
You're the guy with
the leather-bound folder, baby.
Guy of import.
Coffee shop.
See what I'm saying?
(chuckles)
(sighs)
That fresh air put the magic
right back in me.
Bank receipt
for a cash withdrawal.
Why didn't McGee
flag this already?
Mm. 15 grand
for a lance corporal?
It's got to mean something.
(loud, rackety whirring)
Crap.
Boss. Sorry, I was just...
What do you got, McGee?
Well, I, uh... I was looking
through
the Cutwrights' computer.
Nothing yet.
Um, I was just
trying to...
Boss, I've got problems.
I tried calling Abby,
but she's not picking up.
What did you do?
Well, I put the swabs from Dunn
into Major Mass Spec,
and-and I thought I did
everything right, but he...
(quietly):
I don't think he likes me.
He say something to you, McGee?
Well, when Abby runs it, it-it
makes more of purring noise.
But all I'm hearing is a growl.
You know what?
Abby keeps an Abby's
Lab for Dummies
around here in
her office.
(loud, rackety whirring)
Got it.
(whirring worsens)
Looks like she came out
with a revised edition.
That you on the cover?
Yep.
I always get the cover.
Abby...
she's the only one
that can call you a dummy
and make you feel like you've
won something at the same time.
Boss...
Find her.
And make sure she's okay.
(Muzak playing)
I-22.
ALL:
Choo-choo.
B-4.
ALL:
And after.
Delores,
do you mind taking over
for me for a minute?
Honey, I thought
you'd never ask.
Okay.
B-2.
ALL:
Buckle my shoe.
You're not an easy
person to track down.
Didn't you just...
ping my phone?
Yeah. It was pretty easy.
I, um, just didn't know what
to say when you walked up.
DOLORES:
N-35.
Are you feeling any better?
I'm, um...
I'm not actually sick.
Yeah, I know.
DOLORES: B-8.
ALL:
At the gate.
Is this a... pep talk?
Guess it's not really going
all that well, huh?
B-1.
Well, we're kind of
in the middle
of Four Corners here, so...
MAN: Bingo!
Abby, listen.
DOLORES:
We have a winner!
Gibbs is worried about you.
Everyone is. So am I.
But I don't know what to say
unless you tell me what's wrong.
♪ It's been many long years
♪ Since I've seen her
(gasps)
♪ I got a letter...
Last thing I need are
fingerprints on that window.
(door bells tinkle)
We're closed on Sunday...
like everyone else.
♪ And here's what
she had to say... ♪
Where'd you get that?
Are you...
Ricki's grandpa?
I am.
Who's asking?
I'm... I'm her friend,
and she's sad.
Her dad won't let her
keep your bear.
(sighs)
♪ Oh, so meet me...
Well, there's nothing
I can do about that.
Well, I thought maybe
if you went to her house
and told her dad that you're
sorry for whatever made him mad,
then maybe he would
forgive you, too.
And you could all laugh
and have a picnic,
and you could give Ricki
back her bear.
I love Ricki.
I loved her mom.
But I can't go
to that house.
But you haven't...
This is bigger
than what you can understand.
Go on home.
♪ Never to return...
(door closes)
♪ To the place
where it's been. ♪
Have the bad things been
outweighing the good things
all these years,
and I just
never noticed?
What do you mean?
All I ever wanted
was to help people
with the truth,
and I've done that, but then
bad still wins sometimes,
and then I just want
to file it away
like it never happened
so I can go back
to being happy.
There's nothing
wrong with that.
Yes, there is, McGee,
because then sometimes
the Cutwrights and the Dunns--
they just keep fighting
no matter what the truth is,
and sometimes...
Ricki never gets to see
her grandpa again.
If the bad outweighs
the good,
then that means
that I'm not enough.
Abby, listen to me.
No, I'm...
And if I'm not enough,
McGee, then...
then why, why even try?
Um...
Wait, Abby.
Abby.
Talk to me.
Swabs from Dunn were a bust.
Receipt found in his folder
was for 15 large.
Withdrawal happened
last November.
But it was not made
by the lance corporal.
Cash came from a
trust fund account
set up for
Lyla Cutwright
by her great aunt.
Cutwright gained access to it
when she turned 19.
Account didn't show up
with her other records
because it was closed before
being linked to her name.
Her father?
TONY: Had no idea
about the withdrawal,
couldn't imagine why.
Found some job searches
on the Cutwrights' home computer
that Mr. Cutwright
can't account for--
all for Oceanside, California.
Lance corporal
was headed to Pendleton.
They weren't running.
She was gonna move with him.
Perhaps they were
using the money
for a down payment
on a house.
$15K in Oceanside?
Well, they
tried for more.
Same week
of Cutwright's withdrawal,
Dunn applied for a personal loan
for $5,000.
Using available
funds is one thing,
but applying for a loan--
I mean, what could have been
so important?
Both of you, get me
someone from the bank.
Hey, you talk
to Abby?
Yeah, it didn't help.
(laughs)
He came in
with his girlfriend.
No, I remember him well.
Marine uniform, well-spoken,
everything all organized
in a leather-bound folder.
I liked him
immediately,
but I couldn't give him
a loan.
Why not?
No credit history,
and on his salary I had doubts
about his ability
to pay it back.
You know what he was
looking to spend it on?
He said he and his girlfriend
were on their own.
He wanted to make sure
he could give her a good life.
They were so sweet
to each other.
You know how
some people just look
like they belong
together?
$5K wouldn't go very far.
He said he was planning
on investing it,
called it a great
opportunity, but...
he showed me some paperwork.
I-It didn't look right.
Accounted
for cash flow only,
no assets.
I told him
to be careful,
but he said
he trusted his contact.
Contact have a name?
No, but he did say
the company had
something to do
with some kind
of solar stuff.
Green energy.
GIBBS: We're gonna search
your house.
I don't understand.
Have you heard
of a warrant?
A warrant-- what for?
To search your computer, company
books, files and statements.
The name Ponzi mean
anything to you?
Are you going to arrest me?
Your cousin and Lyla Cutwright
gave you
$15,000 for you to invest?
Yeah.
GIBBS: Three months later
they never saw
the returns you promised.
I told them I was going
to get them some money.
Okay, I just needed...
What, more investors
for you to con?
Lyla threatened
to call the police.
What did you say
to get her to hang up?
What does that mean?
I told her the truth,
okay, I told 'em
I was going
to get 'em some money.
Yeah, but you had no money
to give so you killed 'em.
What?
No, no, no way.
You got me on the money thing--
okay, I did it--
but I would
never hurt Chad.
Okay, he was family.
Yeah.
DiNozzo.
TONY:
Yeah, boss, sorry.
Did I miss my cue?
I had a really good line, too,
something like,
"I found an aluminum friend
in your Dumpster
that begs to differ""
Anything you want
to tell us
before we test it
for blood residue?
Dear McGee,
I'm sorry
I walked away from you.
I never leave
my friends at bingo
until they've won a card.
(dog barking)
RICKI'S FATHER:
Ricki, where you at?
Truck's packed up.
Come on, girl.
♪
What is it?
It's from a bear that I had
when I was a kid.
I took it everywhere.
And then I loved it so much
that it fell apart,
and this is all
that's left.
Looks like you got the
most important part.
That's what
my mom said.
I was...
I was trying to write McGee
an apology letter
and... I was going to start
on one for you next.
I...
Abbs, just tell me.
I'm trying
to figure out a way
to... be okay
with not being enough.
Enough what?
Enough good.
Well, then you're not
counting the hit-and-runs.
The what?
The good kind.
You do something
good now,
you're not always around
to see the difference
it makes later.
I don't know, Gibbs.
Abbs, first day we met.
It was a Thursday--
70 degrees,
mostly sunny.
What about it?
What'd you give me?
I had Chinese food
and I gave you the fortune
from my cookie.
Because?
Because I wanted it
to be about you.
The fortune.
You kept it.
The things you do...
mean something to people.
♪
What's wrong?
I couldn't fix it.
Fix what?
Ricki will never see
her grandpa again.
But you did good.
You gave her your rabbit.
She won't forget
that, Abby.
She won't.
(reading)
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