NCIS (2003–…): Season 10, Episode 24 - Damned If You Do - full transcript

NARRATOR:
Previously on NCIS:

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[BODNAR SCREAMS]

How long do we have to wait for
the inquiry into llan Bodnar's death?

Richard Parsons.
I'm the independent counsel.

Adam Eshel.

- Did you sleep with him?
- Go to hell!

Interview's over.

- You told him to go to hell.
- I went to Israel to bury my father.

It was a moment of weakness.

Boss, we had it wrong.
Parsons isn't after Ziva or Vance.

Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs,
you have manipulated evidence

and you've obstructed justice.

Do you take full responsibility
for the actions of your team?

What do you think?

MAN:
Nothing out here worth catching.

Too much sun.

You know, the clouds bring
the tricky ones to the surface.

They're smart that way.

Sure you're talking about fish?

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

Talking about all sorts
of bottom-feeders.

Yeah, well, never been much
for catch-and-release.

You and me both.

But there's some folks
don't understand that.

Some of the big ones would rather
die fighting than get caught.

Oh, there's something.

Got a lot of fight left in this one.

Give me a hand, will you?

Jeez, think you got him there, Mike?

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

Mike?

Mike?

[DOOR CLOSES]

Something on your mind, Gibbs?

- Fishing.
- Ahem.

Sounds like fun.

I'm more of a woodworking
guy myself.

Like to build things with my hands.

I knew that would get your attention.

[GRUNTS]

It's been almost a week, coming
in here, keeping your mouth shut.

It's nice to hear you finally
say something.

I got one question.

All of this.

Why now?

Because enough is enough.

You've been pushing
legal boundaries

and sweeping things
under rugs for 20 years.

My division of the DoD
is like Internal Affairs.

You think we didn't notice?

Your actions
have been inappropriate.

And your actions
are my responsibility now.

The deaths of Eli David
and Jackie Vance,

they opened doors to an investigation,
and I'm happy that it did.

You're happy, huh?

I believe in upholding the law, Gibbs.

And I am tired
of watching you break it.

No reason to make this harder
than it has to be.

Step up, take responsibility.

I'll leave your people alone.

All I want is the truth.

You weren't there.

Yes, sir. Yes.

Any news, you'll be the first to know.

SECNAV hitting dead ends?

He just spoke to the IG.

They're giving Parsons
carte blanche.

Little creep.

Like the bastard grandson
of J. Edgar Hoover.

Must have files on everybody.

Does he have something on you?

I won't dignify that with an answer.

People are afraid of him, Tom.
I'd like to know why.

The most dangerous person
in Washington

is the one who knows
who you really are.

Well, I'm a widower
who needed closure.

You were playing with fire, Leon.

God knows I told you and your team
to stay away from Bodnar.

Well, my wife
was telling me different.

Look, Tom, if this is a witch hunt,

if Parson's goal
is to hurt this agency,

then why am I not the one
that's taking the hit?

You said it yourself. You're a victim.

Parsons recognizes
the political fallout

of going after a man
who's lost everything

because of his agents'
poor judgment.

So he's gunning
for the next best thing.

To an investigator like Parsons,
Gibbs is a hell of a trophy.

Yeah, you talk a good game, Parsons,
but you got nothing.

How far back do you wanna go?

Director Shepard
or all the way to NIS?

- What do you call that?
- I call that desperation.

Yours or mine?

You know what? Don't answer that.

Wait until your lawyer's present.

- I don't have one.
- Sure you do.

They just texted me
that he's on his way up.

Sorry I'm late, gentlemen.
Gibbs, you can stop talking now.

I never started.

A.J. Chegwidden.

As in the Judge Advocate General?

That was a long time ago.

Uniform barely fits these days.
I'm private sector now.

You have any tea? I'd like some tea.

You'll be defending
Special Agent Gibbs?

Well, if he'll have me.
Our paths crossed back in the day.

- A little catching up to do.
- I didn't call you, admiral.

No, Director Vance did.

Pulling out the big guns, I see.

Well, let the games begin.

A man's career is in the balance
and you think it's a game?

For what it's worth,
I don't like losing, never have.

Where's my cup of tea, son?

Nice to see you again, Gunny.

Guys, in case you're interested,

Agent McGee files all his naked
anime pictures under "N."

Who are they?

DCIS.
Records are being subpoenaed.

What could these old files
possibly have to do with anything?

That was Gibbs. He's ordering us
to lay low and back off.

Well, I think he's making a mistake.

Doesn't mean we have to listen.

Start digging, McDirty Laundry.

Get a look at Parsons' personal life,
career, friends, enemies, frenemies.

Everybody's got something to hide.

I hate unnecessary game violence
as much as the next girl,

but sometimes there's no alternative.

[LAUGHING]

Eat my lead, Richard.

[BEEPING]

Well done, Ms. Sciuto.

That is some extraordinarily
impressive gunplay.

Regular Abby Oakley.

Do you wanna take a shot?
It's totally gratifying.

No, I think we'll pass,
under the circumstances.

You are certainly in better spirits
than I expected.

Oh, no, I am in horrible spirits.

Just creating a game where
I can take out this dancing vile loser

is my way of channeling
my Parsonian venom.

He's trying to take down my Gibbs.

He's a little piece of filthy,
disgusting...

Many years ago,

I completed my U.S. Medical examiner
training in an office in Foggy Bottom

in a dreadful lab in a complex more
commonly referred to as Watergate.

If the proverbial walls
have ears, Abby,

we'd all be better served
if you keep your animosity visual.

Do you think the DoD is listening?

Remember when Tony
bugged Parsons?

We appear to be pawns
in a game of tit-for-tat.

I just discovered this device

clinging to the underside
of one of my desk drawers.

So we must proceed with caution.

- The word is mum.
- Yeah, mum.

[BEEPING]

[LAUGHING]

PARSONS: Judge Maddox,
I spent the past week

trying to get Special Agent Gibbs
to cooperate.

He was unwilling,
so I scheduled a pre-arraignment.

And now I've rescheduled it.

The defendant just got himself
an attorney.

He deserves the chance
to solidify his position.

One day, Your Honor.

By law, he gets one day after charges
have been filed to collect his thoughts.

But you still haven't filed
one single formal charge.

Because I gave him
ample opportunities

to admit that he and his co-workers
have broken the law.

CHEGWIDDEN:
You want a confession.

I want the truth.

Truth is this man has dedicated
his life to putting his life on the line.

That's hard to criticize.

You zig when you should have zagged,
Agent Gibbs?

No, ma'am.

Maybe you're barking
up the wrong tree, Richard.

I've gotta pick up
my grandson's birthday cake.

A.J., I don't know if your client thinks
that he can beat the house or not.

But I should remind you that
I'm a pretty good poker player myself.

Based on what I've read so far,
we're gonna sit down in 48 hours

and probably arrest
Special Agent Gibbs.

That's how long you have
to put your hand together.

I suggest you make it
a damn good one.

Forty-eight hours, Your Honor.

We'll be there.
And happy birthday to your grandson.

[ELEVATOR POWERS DOWN]

- Cozy.
- We are in here because

Dr. Mallard found a wiretap.

Question is, is it IG sanctioned?

You guys, I just found this one in
the towel dispenser in the ladies' room.

Because the men's room
was being cleaned.

I don't normally
go in the ladies' room.

- Um... It smells nicer.
- How do we know

- there's not a bug in the elevator?
- Don't worry about it, Tim.

I've been up top Hannibal Lecter style.
She's clean.

Well, then allow me to speak freely.

I wish it didn't take a crisis for us
to have this time like all close together

and so I'm gonna vote
for bi-weekly elevator meetings.

LEON: All right, matter at hand,
Ms. Sciuto,

I can assure you that everything
Parsons is doing is legitimate.

But our main course of action now
is to stop the bleeding.

Does anybody know anything else

that could increase the threat to
Agent Gibbs during this investigation?

Files? Photographs? Documents?

Yes?

What about all the stuff
at Gibbs' house?

Are you sure there was nothing here
worth taking?

[MUSIC PLAYS & HORSE NEIGHS
OVER TV]

Still works.

[DOOR UNLOCKS]

Gibbs. Are you okay?

Well, boss,
this place has been pulverized.

You think?

- Who is he?
- Vance sent me a lawyer.

- What about Rule 13?
- Never heard of it.

Wait a second, I know you.

Used to hang around
the Navy Yard some.

Oh, it'll come to me.

We need to find you
a safe place to stay.

A hotel,
someplace we can talk openly.

Oh, I know a place.

- You built this, boss?
GIBBS: Yeah. Well, most of it.

TONY:
You little Doomsday Prepper.

- Ooh. Very Abe Lincoln.
ZIVA: Or very Gibbs.

- Has that road always been here?
- There was no road until I cleared it.

No plumbing, no electricity,
no address.

Well, I think it's lovely.
In a rustic sort of unfinished way.

Full of splinters.

The cell phones
have been off since we left.

GPS too. Nothing traceable.

I'm not hiding, DiNozzo.
Nothing to hide from.

Then why play Jeremiah Johnson?

Because we have
things to talk about

and the less Parsons
is privy to the better.

That's possum scat.

- Ooh. Are you enjoying nature, Tony?
- Yes.

I just don't like nature
when it's all over my shoes.

Well, possums were here first.

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]

CHEGWIDDEN:
Okay, everybody inside. Let's go.

Thermals will show
the cars are still hot.

Helo could be unrelated.

CHEGWIDDEN:
I'm not taking the chance.

I am not a fugitive.

Not yet.

TONY: Uhn. I don't know
about this menu, boss.

I'm not sure Ziva's ready

for the full-on Mel Brooks
Blazing Saddles experience.

I don't know how you can think
of eating at a time like this.

CHEGWIDDEN:
This is what I have on Parsons.

After his dad bought him
an lvy League law degree,

he clerked for a couple of
bigwigs at the Justice Department.

Then he spent a few years
at a Philadelphia law firm

before relocating to D.C.

Where he worked his way up the
independent counsel ladder of DoD?

CHEGWIDDEN: Well, more like
he weaseled his way up.

Word on the street is
he kissed the appropriate rings.

And now he's out to make his mark
by taking NCIS down.

Now, look, this is not all
just smoke and mirrors here.

He genuinely believes there's legal
boundaries that can't be crossed.

But we have done nothing wrong.

CHEGWIDDEN:
That's your word against his.

He's convinced
he's doing the right thing.

- Our actions were justified.
- Save it for the jury.

ZIVA:
Quiet.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Wow, this place was hard to find.

Good. Come on, McGee.
Join the party.

Pull up a stump.

Oh, can't, boss. We're late.
We got a dead Navy SEAL in Virginia.

I'm not going. Not now.

Tell that to the victim's family.

Ziva, go on, go. Do the work.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[SIREN WAILS]

- Hey, Tim, where's the victim?
- Right here.

Overnight delivery left him
on the front porch.

- Little guy?
- Not exactly.

Wife's a flight attendant.
Emily McBride.

She just got back from
a three-day trip.

Found this waiting for her
on her front step.

Label says it was shipped from
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia.

- Can you help me with the trunk?
- Uh-huh.

Kevin Spacey.

- You know him?
- No, Kevin Spacey.

He did the same thing to Gwyneth
Paltrow at the end of the movie Se7 en.

Meet Navy SEAL
Lieutenant Chad McBride.

I better call Ducky.

EMILY:
I'd learned over the years

not to worry when Chad
had a mission.

Or at least to try not to.

Where was your husband going?

EMILY:
He couldn't say.

I'm not sure even he knew.

So you hadn't spoken recently?

Not since he left.

Almost two weeks ago.

[SOBS]

Chad was a terrific husband.

A dedicated officer.

I can't imagine
what he went through.

Why would someone do this?

- Ducky and Palmer?
- I already gave them a heads-up.

Oh, God.

PALMER:
Well, on the plus side,

a head makes for a much shorter
protocol list than a whole body.

Which is, I'm sure, a tremendous
comfort to the lieutenant.

Oh, I'm sorry.
I meant no disrespect.

Allow me to forgive you
on his behalf, Mr. Palmer.

You were merely trying to make
lemonade with lemons.

The protocol may be shorter,

but the human head
still offers an abundance of clues.

Eyelash, ear and nasal hairs.

They do a remarkable job
of collecting data.

And that, I suspect,
will give us a great deal of information

on the lieutenant's whereabouts
at the time of his death.

Yes, well, it is certainly
a unique and different autopsy.

Well, variety is the spice of life,
Mr. Palmer.

Shaking things up
keeps us alert and on our toes.

You know,
speaking of shaking things up,

Breena and I, we're having a baby.

Ha-ha. My dear Jimmy.

Oh, such news shouldn't be
delivered as an aside.

How long have you known?
When is the baby due?

Oh, wait, no, no, no, it's...
Breena's not "due" due.

We're on a waiting list.
We decided to adopt.

We figured there's so many unwanted
kids out there that we'd adopt first.

Bravo, Mr. Palmer.

Such a decision is admirable
and positively thrilling.

Whoa, this guy's pinned an 11.

Break out our protective gear,
Mr. Palmer, and suit up immediately.

- I really should have done this earlier.
- Hurry.

[ALARM BLARING]

Forgive me for being so blunt,
lieutenant,

but where the hell have you been?

- You hear that?
- Do I hear what?

Behind those trees.

Are you gonna tell me
what we're looking for?

I'm looking for a woman
with curves like a country road

- and lips soft as velvet.
- Well, that's nice to know, Mike.

We're looking for a strip club.

See, you think too much.

Your whole career,
you acted on instinct.

Listened to your gut.

Don't stop now.
Shoot first, ask questions later.

Yeah, and if I make a mistake?

Over the years, we do some things.

Some good, some bad.

Decisions that help one person
and hurt another.

Damned if you do...

In the end, we make sacrifices.
Live with them.

Things happen sometimes
that are out of our control.

[RUSTLING]

[GUNSHOT]

LEON:
She's dead.

My wife is dead, Gibbs.

[DOOR OPENS]

CHEGWIDDEN:
Good morning.

Got your coffee
from that diner you go to.

Ready to talk whenever you are.

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

[PARSONS GRUNTS]

PARSONS:
Morning.

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

We're both just doing our jobs.

The interesting thing here is your job
is to catch bad guys and so is mine.

It's even harder to catch the ones
I'm after, though,

because they're like you.

They're good people,
but they've made bad decisions.

I sympathize with you
losing your father.

I can't imagine
what that must have been like.

I know that Agent Gibbs
is very important to you also.

But wouldn't it be terrible
to watch both men fall?

I know you threw Bodnar
off that ship.

And I know that you killed
your own brother, Ari.

Yet there has been no punishment
for either.

Like Gibbs, you just forget,
you move on.

Until now.

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

It's only a matter of time.

LEON: Please.
WOMAN: Yes, sir.

Appreciate you reaching out,
Captain Wayne.

I'm sure your hands are full.

What can I do for you, director?

A JSOC operative of yours,

Lieutenant Chad McBride,
showed up here last night.

At least part of him did.

How much have you ascertained
about the lieutenant's mission?

Nothing. We were informed
by his wife that he was a Navy SEAL.

We got a sense
of when he shipped out,

but other than that,
we're in the dark.

Look, all I can tell you is that
he was doing some top-secret recon.

- The less you know, the better.
- Forgive me, captain,

but withholding information
doesn't fly

when a dead Navy SEAL shows up
in my morgue hotter than Chernobyl.

- Pardon?
- You heard me.

We have a radiation issue.

Keep the remains secure
while I speak to my superiors.

I'll take care of the deceased
as long as I get some answers.

No one, I repeat, no one hears about
this. Am I making myself clear?

Need I remind you
that we're on the same team?

Word travels fast, director.

Be careful. Your team is already
under significant scrutiny.

[MACHINE WHIRRING]

No, no, no.

- Abby, what's wrong?
- I don't like this one bit.

Talk to us, Ms. Sciuto.

Major Mass Spec is coughing up
results like hair balls.

Like the big sticky kind that stick
in a kitty's throat for hours and then...

Abby.

So I fed everything
that Ducky and Jimmy gave me

from Lieutenant McBride's remains
into Major Mass Spec.

We know that
he was shipped from Saudi Arabia

and his nasal passages
were lined with sand

and other desert-related
micro-organisms.

You couple that with physical signs
of extreme dehydration and...

He was held somewhere
in the Middle East, probably tortured.

ABBY: Right, but you can skip
the "probably" part.

Lacerations to his head and neck
indicate that he was beaten

with a piece of wood
or stick of some sort.

The shards of wood
are lodged inside the cuts.

I'm still working on its origin.

So whatever the lieutenant's
mission was,

the people who killed him were
overnighting us a message.

Where I come from, a radiated
and tortured head in a box

usually means "back off."

Backing off is the last thing
I intend to do.

Get me Tom Morrow now.

McGEE:
I have some new intel on Parsons.

This guy really is a natural politician.

Every professional move
carefully planned and orchestrated,

right down to the people he praised
in his law school dissertations.

- Professional brown-noser.
- That is another way to put it.

But it's made him
some powerful friends.

The guy's knee-deep in secure files,

like some kind of a hoarder
of classified information.

That's a smart hobby in this town.

He's even gotten his hands on
some sensitive personal documents

belonging to high-level types
in the Justice Department.

- Blackmail?
TONY: Question:

How did you get all this information?

How did you get past
Parsons' firewall?

- That's kind of personal.
- Personal since when?

Oh, I've seen this expression before.
McSnoop Dogg.

Are you getting jiggy with some
highly classified DoD beauty?

You are. Am I right?

- Her name is Delilah.
- Delilah.

My, my, my, Delilah.

She specializes
in web and information security.

Of course she does,
beautiful Delilah.

Okay, that's enough.
We have to go tell Gibbs.

I'm so proud of you.

Please, don't do that ever again.

Where did you learn
to work like this?

Oh, I always worked.
Didn't have a choice.

You know
I'm gonna need more, right?

- Yeah? More of what?
- Explanation.

You don't follow rules.

- I got my own.
- You take matters in your own hands.

You understand
there's a domino effect here?

You take the lead agent down,
the rest of the team falls.

- My fault.
- It's not that simple.

- It should be.
- Well, it's not.

According to IG records, your team
isn't just sending people to jail,

they're sending them to the morgue.

Yeah, sometimes.

Ari Haswari, Agent Michelle Lee,
Paloma Reynosa, Harper Dearing...

There was no other choice.

There's always a choice.

The question is, were their deaths
absolutely necessary?

Nothing I wouldn't do again.

Please, tell me
you're not gonna say that in court.

[CHUCKLES]

I won't be in court.

[DOOR OPENS]

All those people in all those cities,

and somehow our troubles
still find a way to matter.

Mr. Parsons.

Kindly come out
from behind my desk.

- We're a lot alike.
- Are we?

We both believe in the law
and what it's capable of.

Your take on me, on the other hand,
is completely false.

Oh, I doubt that.

You know, I don't think we should be
having this conversation

without a witness.

You don't want a witness.
Not for this.

Talk.

In preparations
for the indictment proceedings,

I have been combing through
a vast array of documents.

- And?
- And a certain file has gone missing.

Okay, I'll bite. Which one?

A little over two years ago, Ms. Sciuto
was hired by Mexican government

to investigate a drug-related
shooting.

The file detailing her results
is nowhere to be found.

You wouldn't happen to know
where this file would be, do you?

I have no idea
what file you're talking about.

My advice to you:
Stay above the muck.

Well, sometimes you have to ruin
a good pair of shoes to do what's right.

Let me ask you something, Parsons.
You doing what's right?

TONY:
We think we have enough, boss.

- Enough what?
- These are Parsons' last five cases.

ZIVA: Each of them resulting
in a sizable promotion for him.

TONY: We know you told us not to dig,
boss, but we were wondering,

why is McGee's evil doppelganger
getting all the good stuff in town?

Because he's collecting
damaging information

about his more established DoD
colleagues and using it against them.

Found dozens of sordid e-mails
in an alias account.

- The guy's a first-class blackmailer.
- Which means we have enough.

Enough what?

Enough for Vance to present
to the inspector general.

Enough to weaken Parsons.

- No.
- No?

No, I told you to stay out of it.
We play by Parsons' rules,

it means we're admitting
we did something wrong.

- Well, we wanted to help.
- And now we have a paper trail.

You cannot do this alone.
You have to let us help you.

- Hey, it is not your job.
- It is not about my job.

This is about my family.

- Nice tantrum, Ziva.
- Oh, shut up.

Not now.

- Gibbs is doing what he thinks is right.
- I know what he's doing.

I know he's trying to protect me.

But I've always taken responsibility for
my own actions, for my own mistakes.

And this is no different.

Look.

I'm sorry if I hurt you in all of this.

It was never intended.

Tony,

I care too much about our

friendship.

I do not want it to
be awkward between us.

Hey.

Nothing's awkward between friends.

MORROW:
Sorry I'm late.

On the phone with JSOC.

Did Wayne tell you about
the McBride case?

I wish we could have
intercepted that package

before the wife ever opened it.

NCIS would never have been
called in.

What are you not telling me, Tom?

Can't be held responsible
for what you don't know.

I'll find out one way or another.

There's a connection
between the death of that Navy SEAL

and what's happening with your team.

What kind of connection?

The murder of Eli David
opened a political can of worms

that was much bigger
than anyone expected.

Eli and Arash Kazmi
wanted to forge a peace.

But Bodnar killing them
opened the door.

Homeland and the CIA wait
for chances like this to stir the pot.

Distract governments
so that all sorts of recon can happen.

The CIA needed Iran to believe
Mossad was responsible.

Are you telling me
that Bodnar didn't kill Kazmi?

I'm telling you we did it, Leon.

The CIA took out Kazmi that night

so that Bodnar would end up
being the fall guy.

Iran and Israel could duke it out
while we focused on the real threat.

We're all so damn worried
about Iran and North Korea

when the real threat is here
on home soil.

LEON:
It's a shell game, isn't it?

Keep people distracted.

Leon, you see why I wanted you
to keep your distance?

The attorney, Parsons,

did he know anything about this
when he started this investigation?

Nothing. But he saw an opportunity
just like we did.

What about the Navy SEAL,
Chad McBride?

It's not good, Leon.

[DOOR OPENS]

FRANKS: I love what you've done
with this place.

[SNIFFS]

You gonna pour me some of that?

No. There's nothing left.

Could have at least saved me
the worm.

You know, I figured you'd come home
after you made up your mind.

No sense in hiding when
all you're running from is the truth.

Nobody's running.

I'm not so sure.

Keeping yourself all holed up
at that cabin.

It's a good place to think.

Maybe it's time to stop thinking
and start doing.

Unless you're afraid of something.

You keep losing people.
Shannon, Kelly, yours truly.

Who's next?

You know what you should do.

Come clean.

Admit that there were good reasons
you did the things you did.

All I ever wanted to be
was a good Marine.

Good husband.

And you have.

This joker Parsons wants to fight.

What are you gonna do?

Fight.

Jethro cannot be expected
to handle this on his own.

You are preaching
to the symphony, Ducky.

- Choir.
McGEE: Leave her alone, Tony.

It's okay, McGee.
I can handle him myself.

Yes, she can.

Since when did it become illegal to
catch bad people and do good things?

I hate Parsons.

I just want to kick him
in his delicate place.

- Abby.
- Let her go, McKilljoy.

It was just getting good.

I'm turning into some sort of
sadistic scientific rabble-rouser.

- Rabble-what?
- Ooh.

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

Boss, what are you doing here?

I work here.

Damn right, he does.

Gibbs, I never saw this coming.

Well, it's a little late now, director.

They tell me Bodnar had
nothing to do with Kazmi's death.

CIA.

It seems some folks
have bigger fish to fry.

NCIS was just collateral damage.

Yeah, we'll bounce back.
Skin's pretty thick.

Parsons isn't giving up.

He intends to make an example
out of you.

Let him.

What you see is what you get.
Success, failure, all of it.

Do you want to fight?

Not by his rules.

Tom Morrow may have a solve.

We pull it off, this could all go away.

- For all of us?
- Clean slate.

What's the catch?

It might kill you.

So could bad clams.

[LAUGHING]

We sure picked one hell of a career,
didn't we, Gibbs?

Gotta make a living, Leon.

FRANKS:
We collect secrets over the years.

Hide behind them.

Depend on them
like aces up our sleeve.

We think we have to protect
the people we love from the truth,

but the truth isn't the poison,
it's the cure.

[SHREDDER WHIRRING]

Best thing you can do
is teach your kids not to be afraid.

We don't have to do this.

I think we do.

- Gibbs would do the same for us.
ZIVA: McGee's right.

You may not like
how this ends, Ziva.

I have never depended
on happy endings.

You three have something to say?

FRANKS:
We try to live a good life.

A clean life.

But secrets get in the way.

Sure, we can play dirty.

Use people's mistakes
against them.

But put all those secrets behind us
and the honest man comes out on top.

[DOOR OPENS]

What is this? Where is he?

Good to see you too, Richard.

- Where is Agent Gibbs?
- He's gone.

On a special mission for JSOC.
Top priority.

That's not part of the deal.
He can't just not show up.

The hell he can't.

I gave your client ample opportunity
to take responsibility for his actions.

And now I see that giving him the
chance to step up was a waste of time.

Sit down, Parsons, and shut up.

I always liked that guy.

Your inspector general
just postponed the investigation,

effective immediately.

This is crazy, all right?

I have got thousands of documents
ready to indict Leroy Jethro Gibbs.

Parsons, you should know that Gibbs'
team handed in their resignations.

They took full responsibility
for the accusations.

And you're going to let them
cover for him?

Once Gibbs was cleared, we
requested his immediate assistance.

Is Agent Gibbs so valuable
that you would allow this to happen?

[MAN PANTING]

Gibbs, do it.

[CAR REWING]

Do it.

[GUNSHOT]
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