NCIS (2003–…): Season 13, Episode 23 - Dead Letter - full transcript

Previously on NCIS...

Jacob Scott, former MI6,

caught selling
U.S. nuclear Intel to Russia.

At MI6, he functioned at the
highest level of security,

until we got a tip
from the CIA.

Jacob Scott's out for blood.

Yeah? Whose?
He said NCIS

killed his wife.

The stolen file--
put it up.

Boss, this is a hit list?

Where would he start, Gibbs?
The top.

The man who ordered
the whole damn thing--

Tom Morrow.

No.

What's that?

Sir, you can't go in there.
No, I'm going in!

Sir!

Pulse is erratic.
Blood pressure's dropping.

- Tobias, can you hear me?
- 30 ccs of etomidate.

A hundred of Succinylcholine.
Prep him for surgery.

Is he going to be okay?
He lost a lot of blood.

We'll do what we can.
Wait, wait.

I have a friend, Dr. Cyril Taft.

He's out of the
country right now,

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...
but maybe he can help.

You'll... you need
to prepare yourself.

Prepare myself?

For what?

Hey.

Give me a sitrep.

Former MI6 Chief Terdei's
body's been secured.

Got a BOLO out on Jacob Scott

over the entire tri-state area.
Where's DiNozzo?

He just got
back from Russia.

He's on his way
from the airport.

How's Fornell?

We need to find his daughter.

I got her.

She's still in school.

Agents are bringing her in now,

but, uh, she doesn't know
anything yet.

She just lost one parent,
she can't lose another.

You and that
MI6 officer Reeves

were tracking Scott in Moscow.

What the hell happened?
Just never got a lock on him.

Jacob must've slipped back
into the States somehow.

What's our next move, boss?

We're gonna find Jacob Scott.

And we're gonna kill him.

♪ NCIS 13x23 ♪
Dead Letter
Original Air Date on May 10, 2016

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Boss, pulled a fingerprint
off the back window.

Jacob Scott was here.

I talked to a colleague
at the hospital.

Fornell is still in surgery.

How's he doing?

Well, I wish I had good news.

The best I can offer is

to say that a lesser man
would be dead already.

He's putting up
one hell of a fight.

Well, what
exactly happened?

Fornell took three shots,

landed on the coffee table here,

and reached for
his cell phone here

before losing consciousness.

Out of my way!

This is my uncle's house!

Mr. Palmer.

Gibbs, tell this
agent to back off,

before I scratch his eyes out.

Let her in.
Yes, sir.

Okay.

You know who did this?

You're going get him, right?

We won't stop until we do.

When you find him,

I want you to hurt him

as bad as he hurt my dad.

Emily, that's not
gonna help your dad.

Just promise me that
you'll make this guy pay.

Special Agent McGee.

He's not gonna have a good week.

Glad we understand each other.

Boss,

Director Vance just called.

He needs to see you.
Says it's urgent.

What are you still doing here?

DiNozzo, take the scene.

Gibbs.

This is FBI Special Agent
Tess Monroe.

She was working
with Agent Fornell

on their side
of the Jacob Scott case.

Agent Monroe.

Heard a lot about you
from Agent Fornell.

I was kind of expecting
fangs to be honest.

With Fornell
out of commission,

Agent Monroe will be
taking the point for FBI.

You said this was urgent.

Good.

Not a fan
of small talk either.

Former MI6 Officer,

Jacob Scott was arrested

for selling classified NCIS data

to the Russians in 2002.

NCIS and MI6
then tried to have

Jacob's buyer arrested.

AKA Nika Razin,

his wife.

But someone tipped off
the Russians,

and they took her out
before we could get to her.

Jacob blames us for her death.

I'm aware.

Everyone who
worked on his wife's op

is a potential target.

I noticed.

Jacob's already killed
Former Director Morrow,

MI6 Chief Terdei.

FBI's rounding up
the remaining targets,

putting them
in protective custody.

But there's two
we haven't found.

They were partners.
They worked out of

NCIS's National Security
Directorate Division.

They're spies.

Like most ex-spies,
once they retired

they went off the grid.
We're up the creek with Jacob

in racing for the paddle.

If he finds these two
before we do,

they're dead meat.

And once Jacob
gets his revenge,

he could disappear forever.

And then we won't have ours.

- Sitrep.
- Yeah, boss.

FBI just sent over their
files on the missing agents.

We already did some groundwork

using our own
personnel records.

We located the ex-wife

of former NCIS Special Agent
Kevin Dresser.

Where is she?

In the conference room
with Agent Monroe.

We told her

to wait for you to get back
from the Pentagon, but...

But what?

Well, boss, you know
that thing you do

where you-your stare at us,

and, uh,
it's kind of scary, like...

like you're doing now?

She's also, uh,
very good at that.

My second husband
was the same way.

How long did that one last?

Agent Gibbs.

Join us.
This is Angela,

former Special Agent
Dresser's ex-wife.

We need to find your ex-husband.

I heard.

You need him to testify in
an old case he worked, right?

She doesn't know where he is.

When was the last time
you saw him?

I haven't seen him in years.

After our son
was killed,

one day he just
didn't come home.

I never saw him again.

I try to wait up every year
on our anniversary,

but I never seem to catch him.

What happens
on your anniversary?

Kevin had a garden

he loved.

Used to grow Parrot's Beak,

my favorite plant.

Every year, on the day
we were married,

he leaves a plant on my porch.

When's the next anniversary?

Just had one last week.

So you still have the plant?

Could we look at it?
Of course.

Take her.
Mm-hmm.

Pick it up.

Yes, sir.
Thank you.

Sure.

This way.

Let me guess:
Why didn't I wait for you?

Actually,

why the hell
didn't you wait for me?

Because of that right there.

Gibbs...

I've been told I can be
scary on a good day, but you?

I'm sure you're scary every day.

Even worse on a day like today.

And that woman did not
need to be scared.

Abbs, you get a chance to

- process the plant?
- Shh!

Gibbs.

Here, better yet,
get over here.

It's a prayer circle
for Fornell.

Close your eyes.

Aw, Abby...

For-nell!

Amen. Where were we?

You get a chance
to run the plant?

Examine the plant?
I did.

You're gonna like
what I found--

starting with Agent Dresser's
fingerprints on the pot,

which confirms that
it did come from him.

I also analyzed the soil.

I found high levels of lead,

which is common
in urban gardens.

Lead pollution
sort of precipitates

through the air and
then settles down on the soil.

Lovely, huh?

So, Abby, what?

Dresser's living in a city.

Yeah, well, that didn't
narrow it down much,

but this will.

I also found
an interesting mix

of nitrogen oxide,
black carbon,

and ultra-fine particles.

That is a telltale sign of both
avgas and jet fuel combustion.

So Kevin didn't
just live in a city...

He's living
next to an airport.

Yeah, and one that services

both jets and old-school
propeller craft.

Now, there's only

three private airports
that fit that bill,

and have a
residential area close enough

to be contaminated like that.

I made you a list.

Wow, that's really good work, Abbs.

Who is it?

It's Emily.

Hope everything's okay.
Yeah.

Everything okay?

What?

Just stay where you are.

You stay right where you are.

Abby, get that
list to DiNozzo.

Please calm down.
I am calm.

You aren't bleeding.

Whoa, whoa. What's going on?

I just found out my dad

has a do not resuscitate order
in his file.

We discovered the DNR

when the FBI sent over
the medical records.

It says if his heart stops,
they should just let him die!

I want that thing gone.

Now!
I know it's difficult,

but your father signed
the order himself.

The only thing
that's gonna be difficult

is you trying to remove that...
Whoa, Em.

Calm down.

She's his daughter.

Come on, she doesn't have a say?
Unfortunately, no.

Special Agent Fornell
specifically listed

a non-family member

as his durable power of attorney

in the event he was unable
to make these decisions.

Okay. Who is that?

You, Agent Gibbs.

I presume that's
because he trusted

you would comply
with his wishes.

And his wishes were that he...
Uncle Gibbs,

my dad must've filled
that out when he was a mess.

He's better now! He probably
forgot it even existed.

You know he would
never give up on me.

On you. On the world.

He's a fighter.

Let him fight.

Never crossed my mind not to.

Agent Gibbs...

Your mom would be proud, Em.

For a second there,
when I first got here,

heard all that,
I thought it was your mom.

You need anything?

Yeah.

I need my dad to be okay.

And he needs you to
get the son of a bitch

who did this to him.

Yeah, it's Gibbs.
What do you got?

We've had teams out canvassing
the areas on Abby's list.

Someone recognized a photo
of Former Agent Dresser.

You get an address?
Texting it to you now.

McGee and Bishop are already
on their way.

Did you confirm
it's Agent Dresser?

Flyover shows a flower
garden in the backyard.

House is leased
to a different name,

but we think it's an alias.

Let's go.

McGee, take the back.

Come on...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Put it down.

NCIS. Put it down.

Hands in the air.

I won't be able
to show you my I.D.,

Agent Gibbs.

Do I know you?

I know you.

You get rave reviews
from Agent DiNozzo.

Clayton Reeves,

MI6.

I.D. is in
my front pocket.

If you're MI6, who's that?

I haven't the slightest idea.

Get up.

Slowly.

Kort.

As in CIA Kort?

Boo.

I thought he only had one eye.

Looks like former Agent Dresser
didn't go down without a fight.

Back door was
broken into.

I was able to pull
a print here, too.

Jacob. Again.
We were too late.

Picked up
a lead on Jacob

after I landed in DC from
a contact of mine in Liverpool.

Followed the trail here,
saw the body through the window,

came in to take a look, and
while I was checking the pulse,

this ape tried to kill me.

Yeah, well,

I tend to shoot first,

ask questions later

when someone's standing

over an old friend's dead body.

- You have friends?
- Back off, DiNozzo.

I was best man at his wedding.

He called me
an hour ago.

He said he thought
someone was following him.

So I came over and ran into
James Bond here,

who, as far as I'm concerned, is
still prime suspect number one.

There a reason you
didn't tell DiNozzo

you were heading
back to the States?

I hope it's not that bar tab

you and I ran up in Omsk.

No.

No, I just didn't know
my plans until I knew them.

Besides, my lead
on Jacob was thin.

Wait...

we're not talking
of Jacob Scott, are we?

Yeah, we are.

Keep talking.

I worked on his case in '02.

It's how I met Agent Dresser

and I'm guessing
why he called me

if there's been
activity on it.

Jacob Scott couldn't
have done this.

He's been in prison.

Escaped three weeks ago.

Haven't you heard?

CIA is slipping.

I've been on assignment.

Who's the CIA assassinating now?

Jacob, if I can get
my hands on him.

What's he after?

Revenge.
For his wife's death.

- Who's left to kill?
- Allen Kane.

Dresser's old partner.

He's gone off the grid,
and we cannot find him.

Think I just did.

Looks like he and Dresser
stayed in touch.

There's an address in here.

McGee, take
Agent Monroe.

Bring in Kane.

Be careful, Tim.

If we found that address,
Jacob might have too.

All right, there you go.

Said you liked it black, right?

Said I wanted it black,
not that I liked it.

But thank you.

No prob.

So any activity?

Mm-mm.

I say if Kane is not back

within the hour, we go in.

I just spoke to Gibbs.

He said a half hour.
Something change?

Yeah, that MI6 guy found
a suspicious deposit

in Kane's bank account.
Kane's dirty?

Well, we found out someone
warned the Russians

back in '02 that we were
gonna grab Jacob's buyer.

Looks like that might
have been Kane.

Right.

Half hour it is.

We have to shoot this guy,
I get to take the shot.

We're not shooting anyone.

No, of course not.

Just... if we do.

I hate dirty cops.

So have you worked
with Fornell long?

Long enough.

Wait, didn't you
just transfer

from the New York
counterterrorism unit

a few months ago?

How long does it take
to get to know somebody?

Well, actually, I think
it can take years

to truly get to know someone.

Is that why it took you so long
to propose to your girlfriend?

Did someone tell you that I was
planning on proposing to her?

You mean aside from just now?

Look, you said some interesting
things during the night

that gave me a gut feeling.

Now you've just confirmed them.

Could have just asked, you know?

What's the fun in that?

Got him.

He's running.
Wait, don't shoot him.

Don't shoot him!
Don't shoot him!

FBI. How's your morning going?

Why am I
in interrogation?

Why'd you run?

Because I saw two people
staking out my place.

So, is it true?

Did Jacob Scott
kill my partner?

Then I need to be in protective
custody, not here.

And yet, here you are.

In the bad guy room.

50 grand. Oof.

To your account.

Where'd that come from?

Race track.

Made some good bets.

I got another bet for you.

I bet Jacob Scott wasn't
the only person

leaking info to the Russians.

Got a call log from 2002.

From your cell phone to a
number that we couldn't trace.

And that's my problem
because...?

Bad timing.

For you.

Your call was placed

just before the op to grab
Jason's wife went south.

Someone told the Russians

that their buyer was
about to be grabbed,

and we think that
that someone was you.

Where's Jacob?

I'm not saying another word
till I talk to a lawyer.

You know you're not the only one

to sell out their country
to make a buck, right?

I mean, I get it.
I mean, I-I got

my own temptations
to deal with.

In fact, you want to talk
about bad deals going bad?

That's gonna be the name
of my autobiography.

But sometimes...

sometimes, you have to own
the choices you make.

For you, bud, it's right now.

Lawyer.

You're not gonna need one.

You're free to leave.

- I am?
- Yeah.

Cheers.

Just don't forget to wish
us luck before you go.

For what?

That we find Jacob Scott
before he finds you.

Yeah. And shoots
you in your face.

I said I didn't know
where he was, okay?

Okay.

See ya 'round.

Look, I need to be
in protective custody.

You can't do this!

Really?

Check this out.

Leaving.

With my feet.

Wait, wait. Stop, stop!

I don't know
where Jacob is, okay?

But I know he had a safe house.

Not official,
just for himself.

In an old motel somewhere.

If he's on the run,

he'll go there at some point.

That's all I know.

Now, put me in protective
custody, damn it.

Looks like the motel
isn't a motel anymore.

Yeah, Motel California.

You can check out,
but you can never leave.

What is going on in these rooms?

Release!

I leased the building,

converted it into a health
clinic last year.

Our clients now come
to experience

the release of Rolfing.

Uh, Rolfing?
Yes.

It's a form of intense

myofascial manipulation
that...

Oh...

Sounds like my
kind of place.

I'm Special
Agent DiNozzo.

This is Special Agent Bishop.
Wow, that was quick.

I just called the police
a few minutes ago.

I lock my office door
every night,

but when I came in
this morning, it was open.

Then I saw this
on my security cam.

It's Jacob.

This must have been the room
he used for his safe house.

Who's Jacob?

Someone in need of a release.

Huh.

What did this guy
hide in my wall?

Who knows?
Fake I.D., money.

Could be anything.

Stop following me,
or more people will get hurt.

Tony and I
scoured the entire room,

didn't find anything else,
but Abby wanted to see

everything from the office,
just to be sure.

Eyewitnesses?
Not yet.

But Agent Monroe and Reeves
are canvassing the area.

Stop following me,
or more people will get hurt.

Is he saying that
he'll stop killing people

if we just get off his back?

Does he want revenge or not?
Wait, back it up.

Freeze it, right there.

What's he looking at?

- It's their Wi-Fi password.
- And somebody used it.

I finished analyzing the
router from the office.

Someone logged into
their wireless Internet

just after the break-in.

Has to be Jacob.
What was he doing?

- He was searching for someone.
- Who?

He's looking for...

...Ziva.

No. Ziva's cell is disconnected,
and she's not answering e-mail.

Boss, I'm calling
everyone I can think of.

No one knows where she is.

Somebody knows.

Keep trying.
Doesn't make any sense.

Why is Jacob trying
to find Ziva?

She doesn't have anything to do
with his espionage gigs.

Agent Munro is down with Ducky

to see if he has any insight
into Jacob's mental state.

We are missing something.
The original CIA case files.

I texted Kort to get over here,
but I haven't heard back.

You didn't say please.

Texted you an hour ago.

I'm not your lap dog.
I was working.

Jacob Scott's
espionage case.

Can you get us the case files?

May I ask why?

Because he's looking for Ziva.

Ziva? That doesn't
make any sense.

She had nothing to do with it.

We know that.
Just get the files.

Worried about
your girlfriend, DiNozzo?

What's that supposed to mean?

You gonna call
your attack dog off?

No.

Fair enough.

Not one of my classier moments.

Ziva can take care
of herself, Tony.

You know that.

But I'll, uh, ask around,

see if anyone's
heard from her.

Okay?

Looking for Ziva?

Are you sure,
Agent Monroe?

Your forensic scientist
seems to be.

And I make it a point
to never question

Ph.D's wearing
dog collars.

Yeah, but why Ziva?

Million-dollar question.

So, penny for
your thoughts, Doc.

I took the liberty
of working up a psych profile

of Jacob Scott two weeks ago.

But none of his behavior
has made any sense at all.

I wouldn't have pegged him
for the revenge type,

but this trail of bodies
suggests otherwise.

Of course, it is possible

we're dealing with
a true sociopath.

Again!

It's-it's just that
we've-we've had

a number of them
over the years and...

and they're really,
um, see...

Um, right, right, sociopathy--

not something to joke about.

I-I see where
you're coming from.

It is possible, however,

that Jacob has simply
run out of targets

but not the need for vengeance.

In which case,
he would begin to,

well, target us.

Or those close to us.

And this Ziva fits the bill?

Uh-huh.
- And then some.

Have you ever done
a psych profile on Gibbs?

Excuse me?

I've heard a lot about him

from Agent Fornell.

Seems like a pretty
complex guy.

Just kind of curious
what floats his boat.

I don't think his boat
would float right now.

If I had conducted
such a profile,

the results would be
strictly confidential.

Well, I'm sure I can get it
out of this one easily enough.

Okay, A) “this one” has a name:
Jimmy Palmer.

Nice to meet you.
B) You...

make me nervous.

Hey.

Gibbs wants an update on
Agent Dresser's autopsy.

Yeah, great. Uh...

Doctor confirmed that
the cause of death

was blood loss due to
multiple stab wounds.

Yes, that's correct.

But judging by those cuts,

it would appear our victim
had a knife of his own

and used it quite effectively.

There were multiple blood
types found on the clothing.

- So Jacob was wounded.
- Yes.

And judging by the blood loss,

Jacob might well
have required stitches

after the altercation.

So I would suggest that
you distribute his picture

to all the local
hospitals in the area.

I've already sent his photo
to my colleague,

where Fornell is recovering.

Any news about Fornell?

Yes.

He's been upgraded
to stable,

but he has yet
to regain consciousness.

And the longer
that takes,

the worse his prognosis becomes.

As you may recall,

I've been trying
to give you a pedicure

for the last
seven years.

Which...

now that I see your feet,

I regret not bringing
a biohazard suit with me.

Either way...

this is your last chance.

Wake up right now.

Or wake up later

with soles as soft
as a baby's bottom.

Okay, suit yourself.

Dad?

Dad?

Dad?

Can you hear me?
It's Emily.

Open your eyes if
you can hear me.

I love you, Dad!

Now open your eyes,
or so help me,

I will paint
little watermelons

on all ten toes!

What?

What is it?
You love me, too?

Gibbs...

What?

Gibbs...

Gibbs what?

Channel up.

Changing channel.

What time is it?

11:58 a.m.

What is... the airspeed velocity

of an unladen swallow?

African or European?
African or European?

Wouldn't have pegged you
for a Monty Python fan.

That makes two of us.

What's in the box?

Forensics from
the original

espionage case
against Jacob Scott.

Per Herr Gibbs' request.

Executive summary?

Jacob was leaking nuclear
Intel to the Russians.

Data on who exactly had what.

Something our allies
prefer to keep quiet.

Oh...

Gibbs wanted me to ask if
you found anything yet.

A mystery.

So Jacob let himself be
recorded that whole time

and then turns
the camera off.

What was he doing?

Something he didn't
want us to see.

Yeah. Luckily, I know how
we can still listen in.

Read this.

It's part of the user
agreement for the Smart TV

that was in the
office with Jacob.

“Be aware that
any spoken words

“may be captured and
transmitted to a third party

when you utilize
Voice Control.”

So while you're
listening to your TV,

your TV is listening to you.

Only it doesn't
record your voice.

It reduces it into a data stream
which I am in the process

of reverse-engineering
to recreate the content.

Not much point for the CIA
to bug people anymore,

if they're just
going to bug themselves.

I've got something.

Okay, it looks like
Jacob made a phone call,

asking someone
to borrow their jet.

Must be nice.

He say where he wants to go?

Tel Aviv.

If Jacob is headed
to Israel,

he must have a lead on Ziva.

Boss, we got Jacob's photo

at every private airport
from here to Ohio.

Tony and Officer Reeves
are monitoring roadside cameras in MTAC.

And Agent Monroe's
coordinating

with air-traffic control
on the Israeli side.

Who did Jacob call?

If he gets to Ziva
before we do...

Boss, I checked the cell tower
near that massage parlor.

Over a thousand calls
were routed through there.

- It's gonna take forever
- This is Bishop.

to track these down.

Uh, Gibbs...

it's Emily;
she needs to talk to you.

She says it's
an emergency.

Hey.

Hey. Your dad okay?

He woke up.

Just for a few seconds,
but he woke up.

That's great.

Em, that's great.

Listen, uh, we're in the middle
of something here.

I know.
That's why I'm calling you.

I... think he wanted me
to tell you something.

About the case.

Okay, I'm gonna put you
on speaker.

Yeah. Go.

He wasn't making a lot of sense.

Someone named Jessica, I think,

got a call from... someone?

I don't know who.

Then my dad just kept repeating
the phrase “giff-gaff”

over and over.

I have no idea what it means.

All right. Stay by the phone.

Okay.

Jessica. Jessica Terdei.

She was with Fornell
when he got shot.

Sounds like she got a call from
someone before she was killed.

Maybe some kind of lead.

Vance said she still
might have connections.

What's “giff-gaff”?

A cellular company in the UK.

Agent DiNozzo's updates.

And I see
I've arrived just in time.

Why is Fornell talking
about a UK cell company?

There was a huge robbery at one
of their warehouses last month.

Since then, we've been
finding their cell phones

all over the black market.

Perhaps my old chief got a tip
that Jacob was using one.

Check that cell tower again.

All right, got one.

Unregistered.

Has to be Jacob.
Location?

Working on it.

He's still in DC.

Come on, we got to do
better than that.

It's coming up.

Boss, he's in the Navy Yard.

Without being seen?
He's MI6. That's what we do.

Call security--
lock down the yard!

- Boss, main elevator.
- He's here?

I understand that you've
been looking for me?

Well, here I am.

What's his game?

I don't know.

But he's pretty relaxed
for a wanted fugitive.

Let me in there.
I'll unrelax him.

I got this.

I didn't shoot
Agent Fornell.

And I didn't kill
Chief Terdei.

Or Agent Dresser?

That's right.

Okay, then I guess
you're free to leave.

You need us
to validate?

I'm being framed,
Agent Gibbs.

Someone is--
I got a trail

of dead bodies!

I've got your fingerprints
at every crime scene.

In my house!

What do you want
with Ziva David?

You have my prints
at your house?

Ziva David-- why are
you looking for her?!

Agent Gibbs,

I've never been to your house.

And I'm looking for Ziva David,

because she can help
prove I'm innocent.

I'm being set up
for those murders.

Just like I was set up for
that espionage charge in 2002.

They framed me.

They killed my wife.

Ziva.

I went to an old safe house
to get some cash.

But I found a note
from Nika, my wife, instead.

She heard
from an embassy contact

that the director of the Mossad
had private files

that prove I'd been framed.

Well, that's news to us.

He never shared it
with the Americans.

I don't know why.

“He”-- you mean
Director David?

That's right.

Ziva's father.

With him dead,
I assumed

she inherited
his private files.

That's why
I was looking for her.

Maybe I would've found
her on my own, maybe not.

But you never
would've found me.

I didn't have
to turn myself in.

Why did you?

Because of you.

When Ziva David's name

came on my radar,
I did my homework.

That led to you,
and I learned

all I needed to know
pretty quickly.

I came to you because
I believe you're someone

who won't stop
until you find the truth.

I already know the truth.

Truth is I'm innocent.

And you're gonna
help me prove it.

What the hell is going on?

Tell me about it.

Is this guy Jacob for real?

He really claims
to have an alibi

for the shooting at your house?
Yep.

- Does it check out?
- I got a team on it.

But I'm not
holding my breath.

This guy's a
professional liar.

So what's his game?

Come on, Gibbs.

What's that gut of yours say?

Oh, right, the gut.

I've heard about your gut.

Gibbs, give me something.

You're not gonna like it.
He's a fugitive.

Please don't tell me that you
think he's telling the truth.

Come on, like you said--

we got this guy's prints

at all our crime scenes!

Yep, I know that.

We got motive,
we got opportunity.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I work here, too.

Okay.

Jacob's telling the truth.

Well, so much for not
holding your breath.

Look, I don't always
know the answer,

but I can tell when somebody
sees something that I don't.

I'm willing to ride in the
Gibbsmobile for a little while.

If Eli David had information
that Jacob was framed,

why not share it?

It wasn't his problem.

Yeah, and you
never know when that

information could
come in handy.

Blackmail, extortion,

horse trading.

Yeah, that does have the ring

of Eli David to it.

Find those files,
we see for ourselves.

Just like Jacob wants.

Do we have any leads?

I've been in touch with our
Israeli liaison about Ziva.

Scuttlebutt
is Eli had a farmhouse

in the country
where she might be staying.

Files might be there.

All right, Gibbs,
check it out.

Monroe, talk
to Agent Kane again,

see if anything shakes out.

Of course, if Jacob Scott
didn't kill those people,

we have an entirely
different problem.

I can tell
you one person

that Jacob Scott
definitely did not kill.

I just finished typing the blood
sample that we got from Jacob.

He has type AB-negative.

Now whoever bled all over
Dresser is type O-positive.

Jacob is not the killer.

You rerun the prints
from my house?

Yes, Captain.
Just like you asked.

Four times-- I get the same
result every single time.

The fingerprint that McGee
took from your house

is a perfect
match to Jacob's.

Too perfect.

If you look,
there's minor imperfections

in the print--
that's totally normal.

But compare this print

to the print
from Jacob's file--

they have the exact same
minor imperfections.

Now, the odds of that are
one in “not bloody likely”"

as Officer Reeves may say.

I think someone used Jacob's
file to create a fake print.

Is there any way to trace it?

No.

Our best bet now

is the blood DNA from whoever
killed Agent Dresser,

which is gonna be
ready any second now.

All right, let me know.
No, like...

literally... any second now.

See?

Let's see who is behind
door number...

“Who Killed Dresser?”

Whoa!

Just when I was starting
to kind of like him.

We got a ping
from Kort's cell.

Where?
At the, uh, zoo.

At least
as of two hours ago.

Doing what?

Well, probably visiting his
family at the reptile house.

Problem is he turned
his cell phone off.

We don't know
where he is right now.

Whatever he's up to,
he's not doing it for the CIA.

He lied to us.

Heard from a friend at NSA
Kort was fired last month.

So who's he working for?

Good question.

Is Kane still in there?
With Agent Monroe.

I told her to wait.

I don't know what the
hell you're talking about!

We know you do.
We're gonna find out...

We taking over?

No, we'll see what she's got.

DiNozzo, you find Kort.

Take Bishop with you.

Let's go.

Who gave you the 50 grand?

I'd seriously consider
answering the question, mate.

I told you,
I won it at the races!

Yeah.

Yeah, that's what you
keep saying.

So this is what
I want you to do.

Now I want you to tell me that
one more time.

How you won that money
at the races.

Can you do that?

It's easy,
you just open your mouth

and say,

“I won that money,
50 grand,

betting on horses.”

Can you do that?

For me?

Please?

Then what happens?

I can't wait to find out.

Same here.

I didn't get that 50 grand

betting on horses.

Good boy. Thank you.

Trent Kort gave it to you.

Didn't he?

No!

My associate
asked you a question.

We know you and
Kort are buddies.

We were finally
able to trace

that mystery call
of yours in 2002.

We were?
No.

We know you called Kort.

What we don't know is why.

Kort's going down.
If you don't talk,

you're gonna go down with him.

You ever been
arrested for murder?

I heard it's terrifying.

I didn't kill anyone.

This is what
it sounds like.

You have the right
to remain silent--

Okay, okay, stop!

I'll talk.

No.

You're gonna sing.

And it better be pretty.

Kort was the one selling secrets
to the Russians, not Jacob.

He just used Jacob and his wife
to take the fall.

Then he had her killed before
anyone could look too close.

That's a tidy package.

Until Jacob busted
out of prison

and was gonna
blow the whole thing.

I'm curious.

How have you been
sleeping at night?

I didn't know Kort was
gonna kill Jacob's wife.

He just paid me
to keep him updated

on what NCIS was doing!

Not bad, boss.

That's what the money was for.

I hope it was worth it.

All right, I'll
check in with Tony.

See if there's
any leads on Kort.

You wanted to see me?

Take 'em off.

You know, technically,
I'm still a wanted fugitive.

Then don't go anywhere.

Thank you.

It's okay, come on.

We got a problem.

We found Trent Kort's phone
at the zoo, but not Trent Kort.

It was a decoy-- he must've
known we were on to him.

He's running.
I can guess where he's going.

Israel.

Kort disappeared right
after he learned about Ziva.

He may know about Eli's files.

Kort's probably already been
blackmailed with them.

McGee, call Interpol.

Have them issue a red notice.
DiNozzo.

- BOLOs and airports.
- Bishop?

Freeway cameras
and credit cards.

Contact the Israeli embassy.
See if they know--

Whoa, whoa, whoa, boss.

Look at this.

No one has
claimed responsibility

for the explosion
at this isolated farmhouse

in the Israeli countryside.

But with early reports

indicating the house
previously belonged

to former Mossad Director
Eli David,

authorities are assuming
a terrorist attack.

Is that...?

Firefighting teams...

...where Ziva's supposed
to be staying.

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