NCIS (2003–…): Season 13, Episode 3 - Incognito - full transcript
An MP who once worked with the team when they had a case in Lejeune who is now in Quantico called Gibbs asking him to see him. When Gibbs goes to Quantico he discovers the man died in an accident. But when Ducky checks him out, he doesn't classify it as an accident. Gibbs learns the man may have take an interest in the wife another Marine. But with no idea what his interest is, Gibbs sends McGee and Bishop under cover as the a Marine couple.
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(music stops, indistinct
conversation nearby)
Man:
Whoa, hey.
Man (Laughs): Whoa.
Woman (Laughs): Oop. Sorry.
Man:
I will pay back.
Hey.
Hey. Put in a little extra
time after Liberty call?
New kid at the office,
trying to score points.
Oh, don't worry.
You're doing great.
Thank you.
I hear we're on
for burgers Saturday.
Can't wait.
How you doing,
sweetheart?
Hey, honey.
Hello.
Good day?
Great.
Good.
(Children shouting
playfully in distance)
(Dog barking)
Woman: We're done.
(Man and woman
conversing indistinctly)
Man:
Let's go.
(Laughing):
Wait! Watch it!
Woman:
I'm sorry...
Bishop:
Sweetheart? Really?
Well, I've been stuck
in here all day.
She hasn't
gone anywhere.
Okay, I thought you were gonna
call before you left the office,
so I could have dinner
ready for us.
I'm not hungry... honey.
(Woman shrieks,
both shouting playfully)
They sure don't look
like murderers.
(Ship's horn blowing)
Bishop:
How far is it
from the airport
to the resort?
Great. Uh, the earlier
the flight, the better.
Thanks. I will e-mail you
the credit card information.
Okay.
Taking a trip?
Yeah.
To, uh, St. John
in the Virgin Islands.
I'm gonna use a day of leave
for a long weekend.
Oh, nice.
Yeah. Jake and I could
use a little alone time.
A beautiful white
Sandy beach
and drinks with little umbrellas
will hopefully
stimulate conversation.
I totally understand.
Relationships take work.
After hearing what Tony and Zoe
are going through, I felt like
we should do something sooner
rather than later.
What are Tony and Zoe
going through?
You know,
they're having a rough patch.
Who told you that?
Tony did.
He told you?
(Laughing):
Hey.
Good morning,
my attractive co-workers.
How are you on this
glorious fall day?
Hey, Tony.
Ooh.
Moody.
Well, I'm doing great.
Today is the day
that I will
receive the results
Hmm. What's that?
It's an ancestry service.
You spit in a vial,
you send it to 'em, and then,
two weeks later,
they e-mail you your ethnic
and ancestral makeup.
Fascinating.
Bishop:
Cool.
Why'd you do it?
'Cause it's fascinating.
And also, you know,
been thinking a lot
about family.
You know, who I am,
down deep in the genes.
Why I am the way I am.
Don't you think that's
a good idea, McGee?
Oh, I'm sorry.
You want my advice?
(Laughs)
That guy. Well,
remember my old British uncle
clive, my mother's side?
Yeah. The, uh, old geezer
who left his estate
to your cousin crispian,
instead of you.
Yeah. Well, that's water
under the London bridge.
Anyway, old clive used to insist
that we were somehow related
to British royalty.
And if that is true,
the two of you shall refer to me
only as "lord Anthony."
Good luck with that.
You're with me, lord.
(With British accent):
Where we off to, guv?
Quantico.
Keep talking with that
accent, I'm gonna shoot you.
(Slowly, without accent):
Why are we going there?
Got a call from
major Newton last night.
He would like to see us.
Who's major Newton?
Major Sussex Newton.
Marine mp stationed
at camp lejeune.
We worked with him
on a case a couple
of years ago.
Theft of munitions
from the base armory.
We arrested a gunny
for a crime.
He was prosecuted,
convicted and
is serving time in leavenworth.
Newton. Remember that?
He wouldn't let go of it?
Good old newty.
He was convinced
there was an accomplice.
(Mock evil laughter)
Trust me, there's no accomplice.
McGee:
He called in
several leads
over the last two years.
None of 'em panned out.
What's Newton doing at Quantico?
He's teaching.
Week of military law enforcement
classes at basic.
This is gonna be a
waste of time, trust me.
Why don't you
take McGee?
He's in a bad mood.
He could use the ride.
Hey, come on, let's go.
See you later, lord fauntleroy.
Bye.
Major Newton,
NCIS wannabe.
I bet when his service
obligation's up,
he applies to
the agency.
He already has.
Used me as a reference.
Well, that's interesting. Hmm.
I understand.
Excuse me.
You, too, sir.
Suzy?
Okay.
Well, I can't wait
to, uh, hear
what major Newton has
in store for us this time.
Drop it.
Bye.
What can I do for you?
Major Sussex Newton-- what room
is he staying in, please?
Why are you asking?
NCIS.
He's expecting us.
Oh. Um,
I guess it's all right
to tell you. Uh...
That call was
from base security.
They just found
the major's body.
He's dead.
(Indistinct
radio communication)
Gibbs:
Don't move that body!
Wasn't gonna.
Who are you?
NCIS.
Secure the area.
Man:
We just found the body.
Who called you?
Major Newton.
(Camera shutter clicking)
(Siren blaring,
indistinct radio communication)
You realize if
Tony finds out
he has an ounce of royal blood
running through his veins,
there will be no
living with him.
There's no living with him now.
Doubt we'll find anything.
This place is used
by hundreds of people a day--
hikers, joggers,
horseback riders.
Excuse me, agent McGee?
Yeah.
Anything I can
do to help?
Just secure the perimeter.
I just assumed he stumbled
and fell down the hill.
Is there something I missed?
Well, no.
Looks like an accident.
We're just being thorough.
Hey. Only items on his body
were his voq room card,
a fitness bracelet
and cell phone.
Last call was to you,
19:41 last night.
And according to Suzy,
the very nice desk clerk,
Newton jogged every evening
since he arrived here.
Duck?
Ducky:
I've always
believed that jogging does
more harm than good.
The major here is an extreme
example of my theory.
The human body
was never designed
to take that kind of pounding.
It's calamitous
to the vertebrae,
not to mention the trauma
it does to the knees.
You got a tod, duck?
Hmm? Oh, of course.
Uh... 9:00 P.M.,
give or take
half an hour. Yeah.
His neck is distended,
probably broken.
This gash
to his forehead is very deep,
yet, there's very little
bleeding.
I need to find out why.
As always, I'll know more when
i get him back on the table.
McGee and I will
finish up here.
You and bishop check out
Newton's room at the voq.
If I were going away for a week,
I would have packed
twice as much.
Oh, boy.
Is that his wife?
You tell me.
Woof.
You never knew Newton.
There's not a woman
on this earth
that would marry that dude.
(Laughs)
Well, he was certainly
sexually active.
What makes you say that?
Oh!
Check the expiration date.
What do you have
against this guy?
Oh, I don't know.
Just always kind of bugged me,
you know?
Hey, this is weird.
What?
Why would he put
a used plastic knife...
In a napkin, in an envelope?
I haven't talked to major Newton
since before he left here
last week.
I was expecting him back
tomorrow.
There anything unusual
going on in his life?
Not that I know of.
Do you have a reason to believe
that Newton's death
wasn't an accident?
No.
Called last night,
asked if we could talk.
Any idea what
that was about?
He didn't say anything to me.
Colonel, we would occasionally
hear from major Newton
about leads on the armory theft
that occurred two years ago.
Was he still working
on that case?
Not officially.
After the conviction,
i thought it was over,
but Newton wouldn't give up
on his accomplice theory.
He was always looking
into it on his own time.
Could you seal Newton's quarters
until you hear from us?
I will.
Thank you.
By the way, Gibbs...
I like the new look.
Find out who's stationed
at Quantico now,
and who was at lejeune
when the armory was robbed.
Hey.
Abby: Hey, what's the speed
limit in a school zone?
15 miles an hour.
Bam! Thanks, Tony.
What are you doing?
Um, on-line traffic school.
What'd you get a ticket for?
Speeding?
Run a red light?
No, no. I just...
I needed to tell
sister Rosita
that I was gonna
be late for bowling,
so I pulled over
to the side of the road
so I could safely text her,
and I just kind of
tapped this other car.
Just like a love tap,
you know.
But it was a cop car.
The cop was super cute.
Not Burt cute,
but he gave me a ticket.
But I have two days to finish
this test, so, what do you got?
Uh, contents of major
Newton's voq room.
Oh, hey, look.
Well, share.
Oh... what does that mean?
Share, Tony. Share.
All right.
Goes on the plasma.
Okay.
Bishop: Huh.
So you're 89% European.
Figures.
Your neanderthal quotient
is 2.9%.
That's in the 19th percentile,
Tony. That is high.
Explains a lot.
Abby: Ooh, look at that.
Tony: "Research indicates
you have a familial match with
a historical British figure."
Abby:
"For an additional $29.95,
we will provide you
with the details."
I will happily pay
for that. Click it.
I want it. "Click here
to order." Click there.
Click it!
Click there.
Click there.
(Phone ringing)
Oh.
Jake!
Hey, it's McGee.
How are you?
No, she is, uh...
She's not in yet.
Yes, I will definitely tell her.
By the way, i-i have to say
that St. John's,
this time of year...
(Elevator bell chimes)
It's gonna be amazing.
I am, I am so jealous.
Gotta go, Jake.
Morning, boss.
I created a, uh, matrix
of people who were stationed
at camp lejeune two years ago
and are now at Quantico.
Several names came up,
but one in particular stood out.
Marine master sergeant
Ramsey Dillon.
Now, last June,
Newton had us check him out.
He thought
he was "the accomplice."
Yeah, we didn't find anything.
No, not at the time, but...
Newton might have been
onto something.
Because Dillon now works
in the armory at Quantico.
(Phone ringing)
Anybody else coming in today?
It's still early, boss.
Yeah, Abbs.
Yeah, yeah. Be right down.
McGee, when DiNozzo gets in,
you two go to Quantico.
You talk
to master sergeant Dillon.
This little baby is really cool.
It's GPS-enabled, and it keeps
track of your distance jogged
and your pace and time.
And it also monitors your
heart rate and your steps taken.
It's still hard to believe
that all that information
is recorded on
that tiny device.
Motion sensors also keep tabs
on how well you sleep.
It interfaces
with the smartphone
via Bluetooth,
and it can send you
a weekly e-mail about your sleep
and exercise patterns.
If you had told me,
30 years ago,
of an e-mail,
sent from a bracelet,
that rated your
activity in bed,
my response to you
would have been...
"What the blazes is an e-mail?"
I'll second that.
What's up, Abbs?
You are gonna owe me
a jumbo caf-pow!
I downloaded
the information
from major Newton's
fitness bracelet.
He left the voq
at 20:23, and he jogged
for 1.1 miles.
That's at marker number one.
Then his bracelet
stopped monitoring
his heartbeat
and his steps taken,
but his body continued to move
for three-tenths of a mile
down the trail.
Major Newton's body
was found here.
He was moved.
He was carried
to the second spot
and rolled down into the ravine.
Make it look
like an accident.
Well, that would explain
the lack of bleeding.
The gash
on his forehead
was postmortem.
He was killed.
(Gunfire)
Private wigg,
you are one sad gomer.
Yes, sir!
In a combat situation,
you'd be dead.
You should be able
to do this
blindfolded, at night,
in the rain.
You understand?
Yes, sir!
Strip it down
and put it back together.
And stop calling me "sir."
Master sergeant
Dillon?
Yeah?
Can we talk to you
for a second?
You guys are from NCIS.
I talked to you
last year at lejeune.
What now?
Major Sussex Newton.
Told you
I had nothing to do
with that robbery.
What's he claiming now?
Oh, he's not claiming anything.
He's dead.
Killed last night,
here at Quantico.
One of the trails
on heartbreak Ridge.
The jogger? I-i...
Thought that was an accident.
Where were you last night?
I was off base.
Where?
Could we...
Talk about this somewhere else?
Sure.
NCIS headquarters
work for you?
I was in Richmond.
Okay. What were
you doing there?
I act in a local theatre group.
We were rehearsing a play, okay?
Really?
What-what's the play?
Does it matter?
Well... yeah.
We're gonna
find out
what play it was anyway.
La cage aux folles.
La cage aux folles.
Please tell me
you're playing the part
of the drag queen, zaza.
(Bell chimes)
Hey. You still taking
the traffic school test?
Yeah.
Oh, thanks.
Welcome.
You earned it.
Well, I've got
something else.
I'm not really sure what it is.
It could be nothing.
What?
Well, there was a model number
on that plastic knife
that Tony and bishop found
in captain Newton's
voq room.
It's the same brand
as knives used
in Quantico base
restaurants.
Probably a million
other places, too.
Yeah, but I found
a fingerprint on it,
and it's not Newton's.
You get a hit?
I did.
And it's not military.
I matched it to a print from
a Virginia driver's license.
It was just
issued last month.
Lauren Hudson,
the civilian wife
of captain Dean Hudson,
who's stationed at Quantico.
McGee:
Dean Hudson.
He was one of the people
in lejeune two years ago,
and are now at Quantico.
He transferred there
a little over a month ago.
I'll pull up his service record.
Tony: Could I have been
too hard on old newty?
Maybe he was onto something.
Why the wife?
Why did he wrap the knife
in a napkin,
to protect the print?
And then he puts it
in an envelope.
What was he doing,
bringing it to you, boss?
Record's clean, and
he had no connection
to the armory at either base.
He's assigned to base
logistics at Quantico.
What do we know about the wife?
Bishop:
Not much.
Civilian spouses are embedded.
DiNozzo,
we're going to Quantico,
talk to the Hudsons.
You know, I was just at Quantico
with McGee earlier, and I...
I'll get the sedan.
You two.
Background Lauren Hudson.
(Children shouting
playfully in distance)
(Tony wolf whistles)
This is my dream car.
The interior, the color,
the wheels...
That's a sexy machine.
(Gibbs knocks on door)
(Sighs)
Can I help you?
NCIS, Mrs. Hudson.
Your husband home?
Yes.
We'd like to talk
to both of you.
About what?
Can we come in?
Sure.
Captain Hudson:
Major Newton?
Yeah, I remember
him from lejeune.
Mp officer.
You met him, didn't you, hon?
I don't think so.
Have you seen him in
the last couple days, captain?
Oh, no, we left lejeune
five weeks ago.
He's been here
for Quantico the last week.
Oh. No.
No, I haven't bumped into him.
Why do you ask?
He was found dead
yesterday morning
on the heartbreak Ridge trail.
Whoa.
I had no idea
that was major Newton.
The jogger?
Yeah.
We were talking about that
at the coffee shop this morning.
Why are you asking us about him?
Well, we're not sure
it was an accident.
We're interviewing anybody
who talked to him
here at Quantico.
They know something.
Yep.
I was waiting for you
to mention her fingerprints
on the plastic knife.
Nah, nah.
Don't know what it means yet.
Let them worry about why
we're asking questions.
I like your thinking.
(Tires screech)
(Elevator bell chimes)
Bishop:
Okay, okay.
What's up with our probie?
I have no idea.
How'd it go with captain Hudson
and the wife?
Oh, well, they claim they didn't
know Newton was at Quantico.
We kind of think they're lying.
Oh, they're definitely lying.
Bishop and I can prove it.
How?
Well...
Actually, I don't want
to have to explain it twice.
Where's Gibbs?
Oh, okay,
don't want to put you out.
He's checking in with Abby.
Hey, did you answer my phone
this morning?
Yeah.
Why?
Well, I saw that it was Jake
on the caller I.D.
I haven't talked to him
in a while.
I thought you wouldn't mind.
Hm. And you mentioned my trip
to St. John?
Yeah.
It was an anniversary present.
A surprise.
Oh.
Sorry.
(Chuckles) Look at that.
I'm a direct descendent
of Archibald drummond,
17th Earl of Trent.
I've never been able
to surprise Jake.
Thanks for ruining
my anniversary.
Bishop, I'm sorry.
Oh!
He's handsome.
Look at that Randy dandy.
By god, there is
a familial resemblance.
On your own time, DiNozzo.
McGee: Boss, we have proof
the Hudsons were lying.
They definitely knew
that Newton was at Quantico.
Bishop: Uh, Newton had lunch
at a base restaurant
the day he was murdered.
His credit card
was swiped at 12:32.
This is the security footage.
You can see
captain Hudson there,
and his wife.
And there's Newton.
Newton.
She looks uncomfortable.
Hmm.
What's going on there?
Bishop: Yeah, they're sure
in a hurry to get out of there.
Barely finished
their lunch.
Why did they lie
about seeing Newton?
Maybe we should go
pick them up?
Gibbs:
No, no.
Not yet. Hang on.
Newton knew something.
He took her knife
for a reason. Why?
We need hard evidence.
People across the
street from Hudson,
they were moving, right?
Yeah.
Okay, we put them
under surveillance.
Well, boss, it's gonna be hard
to hide in the house
and not be seen.
Not gonna have to hide, McGee.
You and bishop will
go in undercover...
...as a married couple.
Uh, why us?
Tony:
Well, it's got to be you two.
The Hudsons already know
the boss and I are NCIS.
Hey, crispian, uh, it is your
cousin Tony calling.
Uh, your American cousin
Anthony DiNozzo, junior.
It's been a while.
And, uh, listen, I'm calling you
because I found out that we are,
in fact, related
to the 17th Earl of Trent--
one Archibald drummond.
So if you know anything
about this, give me a call.
Uh, otherwise, uh,
talk to you soon. Bye.
Hope you choke
on your inheritance.
Talking to yourself, DiNozzo?
Sort of.
What'd you find out
about Lauren Hudson?
Well, I found out
she was the former
Lauren merriweather
of Bradley manor--
longwood, Bethesda.
Been married to captain
Hudson for five years.
Her father died
three years ago,
left her mega millions.
That explains the corvette.
Yes, and...
This is where little
Lauren grew up.
House doesn't have an address,
it has a name: Owlwood.
I put in a call
to the family lawyer.
Tony, you there?
Oh, the newlywed
got the videolink set up.
Hey, little buddy, you miss us?
It's only been a day.
Well, I miss you.
Where's your wife?
She is at the office,
so I haven't heard a word.
You make contact
with Mrs. Hudson yet?
Uh, not yet.
But right now, she's in
her front yard, gardening.
Think I'm gonna
go introduce myself.
Behave.
Big brother's watching.
Hi.
How are you ?
Good, how are you?
Good. I'm, uh,
I'm Tim donen. I just actually
moved across the street.
Oh, yeah, I know,
i saw the moving Van.
Lauren Hudson.
Hi.
Are you a marine, Tim?
Oh, no, no, no.
Not me. I am definitely
not a marine.
My wife Ellie is.
I'm actually a
computer programmer.
I get to telecommute
from home, which is very nice.
What about you?
Oh, I'm just
doing some gardening,
hanging around the house...
Reading a lot.
My husband's hitch is up in
two months. He's processing out.
Well, hey, listen, I was
wondering-- I don't know
who the local Internet service
provider is around here.
Do you think maybe you could
point me in the
right direction?
Got the number inside.
Come on, I'll get it.
Thank you.
Where's your, uh, wife work?
At the base
logistics office.
Oh, no way.
Yeah.
What a coincidence. That's
where my husband Dean works.
Hm.
Good work, Timmy.
(Indistinct conversations)
Dean: Hey, neighbor.
Dean Hudson.
Just got a call
from my wife.
Said you and your husband
moved in across the street.
Hi. Ellie donen, sir.
Where were you before this?
Uh, robertson barracks.
Darwin, Australia.
Wow. Welcome home.
Thanks.
I see you got the standard
assigned reading.
Uh, read this, this...
And if you're ever having a hard
time falling asleep at night--
read this.
(Laughs)
Thanks.
Forget the rest, trust me.
Thanks.
Hey, once you're
settled in,
I'm right down the hall.
I'll give you the tour.
That would be great, sir.
All right.
Uh, I'd love to meet your wife.
Maybe we could all
get together some time.
Oh, sure.
Yeah, I barbecue
a mean hamburger.
Our place?
Dinner Saturday?
Sounds good.
All right.
Appreciate you coming in,
Mr. worthington.
No problem.
Business brings me to DC
a couple of days a week.
I assume if naval
criminal investigators
are asking
about Lauren,
it must have something to
do with her marine husband.
You ever meet him?
Twice.
Their wedding
and her father's funeral.
How well do you know Lauren?
Is she in some kind of trouble?
Well, I hope not, but we think
her husband may have
valuable information
in a homicide investigation.
Aren't they cooperating?
I was the family attorney
since before she was born.
Sweet girl.
Always found her
to be trustworthy
and forthright.
What was Lauren's relationship
with her father?
They adored one another.
Her mother died when
she was a-a child.
He raised her.
I think the only thing
that she ever did
that he disapproved of was
when she married Dean.
Why's that?
My guess? He thought
he was after the money.
What do you think?
No comment.
Lauren have
any siblings?
None.
Other than a few
charitable donations,
the father left the
entire estate to her.
But didn't change
Lauren's lifestyle.
She was never about the money.
You talk with her recently?
Couple of years ago.
We worked together closely,
liquidating the assets from
the estate, transferring them
into her name... took
about a year and a half.
Once we were done, there was
no need for us to communicate.
I do get Christmas cards.
Anthony.
Oh, I was just leaving.
Uh, do you need
something?
Have you released
major Newton's body yet?
No, no, no, he's still here.
Oh, is something wrong?
Well, this would sound funny
to anyone else, ducky, but...
I know you'll understand.
I need to have a word with him.
Of course.
Thanks.
May I ask the, uh,
nature of this discussion?
Well, I owe him an apology.
Ah.
I always dismissed Newton
as a waste of our time.
But he was
onto something, and...
I just thought I would tell him
he would've made a great agent.
Well, I'm sure
he would appreciate that.
Yeah. And be sure to turn
these off when you leave.
He's in, uh, 206.
One other question.
I know you're, uh,
an expert
in English history.
And I was just wondering...
Have you ever heard of
Archibald drummond,
the 17th Earl of Trent?
The Earl of Trent.
No, I can't say I have. Why?
Hm.
It's no...
Just... wondering.
Thanks.
Anything?
No.
She just brought
a moving box down
from the spare bedroom.
He's on his way back
from the store.
The, uh, tracking device
you planted
shows that he's
two blocks away.
Well, I did the dishes.
Mine and yours.
Thanks.
Are we okay?
You think that
doing my dinner dishes makes up
for ruining the surprise weekend
i had planned for Jake?
Look, bishop,
I'm sorry, okay? If it was
supposed to be a surprise,
why didn't you say anything?
This is not going away, is it?
This isn't just about
ruining the surprise.
You want to talk?
Things with Jake are just...
Not the same.
(Phone rings)
It's him.
Better take it.
Hey, Jake.
(Car approaching)
Dean:
Hey.
Stopped by the hardware store
on the way home,
got the extension cord
for the living room lamp.
Dinner's not ready?
Lauren: No. I got distracted
in the spare room.
We have to deal
with these boxes. All of them.
Dean:
Relax, babe. There's no rush.
(Lauren sighs deeply)
There is.
I mean, I've gone along with
everything that you've asked me
to do-- some of it
a little too freakish.
Please do this for me.
Here's your money back.
What is that for?
It's for my caf-pow!--
I don't deserve it.
Remember when I matched
the fingerprint
from the knife
to Lauren Hudson's
Virginia driver's license?
Well, I just
stopped right there.
Like, I didn't dig keep going.
Why would you?
Let me tell you
why I should have.
Last night, I was
working on the final section
of my traffic
school test.
Did you know that when
you move to the district
from another state, you have
30 days to relinquish
your old driver's license
and then get a DC one?
Except if you're a student,
a presidential appointee,
a member of congress
or a military family.
And it goes the same
for Virginia,
only it's 60 days.
Abb,
do you got any idea
where this is going?
Well, nobody
wants to go to the dmv
unless they have to.
Right? So why
did Lauren Hudson rush out
and get a new license
when she didn't have to?
I mean, she didn't even
get a new license
when she moved
to north Carolina.
And that got me thinking.
So I pulled her Maryland
driver's license that
she surrendered, and this
is her new Virginia
driver's license.
Same woman, right?
Yeah.
That's what I thought.
And probably what
the dmv clerk thought, also.
Same hairstyle, same hair
color, the exact same glasses.
But look what happens
when we superimpose the photos
on top of each other--
everything's a little off.
The jawline,
the shape of the nose...
Check out the beauty mark.
It moved
15 millimeters, Gibbs.
Beauty marks
don't move.
The beauty mark from the
Maryland driver's license
is raised.
The one from the Virginia
driver's license is penciled on.
That's not the same woman.
It was close... but no cigar.
And the fingerprints don't
match-- I checked that, too.
So the Lauren Hudson we've been
watching is not the real wife.
Well, who is she?
And where's the real wife?
She's not Lauren Hudson?
Who is she?
Abby: We don't know yet.
My bet is the real
Lauren Hudson is dead,
and her husband and the mystery
woman killed her for the money.
When? Where?
Probably just before
they left lejeune.
Dean Hudson arrives
at Quantico
with a woman that
looks like his wife,
she assumes her identity.
I think
they're planning on
leaving the country
as soon as the
captain's hitch is up.
What makes you think that?
Because our imposter
has also applied
for a passport
as Lauren Hudson.
Would've gotten away with it
if it weren't
for good old newty.
This has nothing to do with
the robbery at camp lejeune.
Where's McGee?
Bishop: Well, the wife,
whoever she is,
left the house five minutes ago.
He's tailing her.
We got enough
to bring them in now.
We're on our way.
Alert McGee.
Get 'em!
Hi! You're back.
Hi.
Man: New latte!
Hey, neighbor!
Hey.
You've discovered the
best coffee in Quantico.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
Well, I hate drinking alone.
I'm buying.
(Phone ringing)
What's your pleasure?
Um...
Uh, small black coffee
would be great.
You got it.
McGee's not picking up.
Hudson's leaving.
The house is empty.
I'm going in.
Bishop, no.
Don't go in there.
I'm gonna take a look around,
maybe get a lead
on who this woman really is.
Ju-just wait.
Gibbs and Tony are
on their way over there.
Look, Gibbs is always telling me
to take the initiative.
Watch the house.
Bishop!
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Tony:
Got some accrued annual...
Leave.
Thinking about visiting
my ancestral home, england.
Why this sudden interest,
DiNozzo?
Been thinking
about family a lot.
I mean,
all I have is senior, really.
And he's not getting
any younger.
I don't have anyone else.
The way things are going,
I don't see kids
in my future, so...
I don't know.
Guess I'm searching
for a sense of belonging.
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"Rita applegate."
Gotcha.
Well, I should, uh, I should
probably get back to work.
Oh, so I see you got
your problem
with your Internet fixed?
Yeah, I did.
So if you ever want to try
one of their treats,
you have to try
their chocolate croissants. Mmm!
Special agent McGee!
Has NCIS determined whether
major Newton's death
was accidental or not?
There's a rumor going around
that he was murdered.
The jerk who moved in across
the street is an NCIS agent.
Hands on the wheel.
(Sighs)
Oh, no. Oh, no.
(Line ringing)
Bishop, pick up, pick up.
Come on, pick up,
bishop, come on.
Come on, bishop-- pick up!
(Phone ringing)
Come on, come on...
Oh, no.
(Phone rings)
Gibbs, thank god!
I-i got you.
You've got to hurry, okay?
Bishop hasn't been
picking up her phone!
I told her not...
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
slow down. Abby.
But bishop went
into the house by herself.
And then Hudson just pulled up,
and he just went in, too.
(Engine revs)
(Grunting)
(Gasps)
Oh, my god!
Bishop!
(Grunting continues)
(Groaning)
Bishop!
Bishop:
Upstairs!
Tony:
You all right?
Hudson needs an ambulance.
I found the wife.
Don't move.
Ducky: Her body was preserved
in formaldehyde,
glutaraldehyde, phenol--
basically, embalming fluids.
Stuffed into a vacuum-sealed
storage bag.
That's why there was no odor.
And very little decay.
And a cause of death, duck?
Yeah, a fractured neck.
Sharp left-to-right twist.
Same as major Newton.
Who do I notify
about her remains?
She had no family
except the husband
that killed her.
I'll call her father's lawyer.
Do we know
who the imposter really is?
Rita applegate.
She was a waitress at a bar
not far from lejeune.
That's where they met.
Discovered they had
a lot in common.
She and captain Hudson
shared similar, um,
desires that his wife didn't.
She wants to cut a deal
and is willing to testify.
Says that Hudson killed his wife
and transferred the body,
all along with
their personal possessions.
After Hudson retired, they were
gonna dispose of the body,
move to the Caribbean
and live off of Lauren's money.
Greed-- the root of much evil.
Morning, my lord.
Hey, ducky.
Those are awfully
nice-looking flowers.
I take it that you
and Jake made up.
Those aren't from Jake.
They're from McGee.
Tony:
Aw.
Well, that's kind of sweet.
So, you-you guys are good again?
Bishop:
Yeah.
Actually, McGee saved me.
I canceled my trip,
got my deposit back,
and, uh, it was a good thing.
Jake has to go out of town
that weekend.
A summit somewhere in Asia.
Somewhere? Asia's big.
Yep. Need-to-know.
Couldn't tell me where.
We'll take
our little trip another time.
Yeah.
So I got this, uh,
leave request of yours.
You still going to england?
No, I think I'll take that trip
another time.
Uh, thank you.
Um, you know,
that heritage stuff
isn't all it's cracked up to be.
What happened?
Well...
My cousin, crispian,
called back.
He knows all about
Archibald drummond.
(Chuckles) It turns out
Archie...
Was quite a character.
He was a...
He was a scoundrel,
and a-a thief, a con man.
Died in newgate prison.
Crispian says that some
historians suspect that, uh,
he may have been...
Jack the ripper.
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(music stops, indistinct
conversation nearby)
Man:
Whoa, hey.
Man (Laughs): Whoa.
Woman (Laughs): Oop. Sorry.
Man:
I will pay back.
Hey.
Hey. Put in a little extra
time after Liberty call?
New kid at the office,
trying to score points.
Oh, don't worry.
You're doing great.
Thank you.
I hear we're on
for burgers Saturday.
Can't wait.
How you doing,
sweetheart?
Hey, honey.
Hello.
Good day?
Great.
Good.
(Children shouting
playfully in distance)
(Dog barking)
Woman: We're done.
(Man and woman
conversing indistinctly)
Man:
Let's go.
(Laughing):
Wait! Watch it!
Woman:
I'm sorry...
Bishop:
Sweetheart? Really?
Well, I've been stuck
in here all day.
She hasn't
gone anywhere.
Okay, I thought you were gonna
call before you left the office,
so I could have dinner
ready for us.
I'm not hungry... honey.
(Woman shrieks,
both shouting playfully)
They sure don't look
like murderers.
(Ship's horn blowing)
Bishop:
How far is it
from the airport
to the resort?
Great. Uh, the earlier
the flight, the better.
Thanks. I will e-mail you
the credit card information.
Okay.
Taking a trip?
Yeah.
To, uh, St. John
in the Virgin Islands.
I'm gonna use a day of leave
for a long weekend.
Oh, nice.
Yeah. Jake and I could
use a little alone time.
A beautiful white
Sandy beach
and drinks with little umbrellas
will hopefully
stimulate conversation.
I totally understand.
Relationships take work.
After hearing what Tony and Zoe
are going through, I felt like
we should do something sooner
rather than later.
What are Tony and Zoe
going through?
You know,
they're having a rough patch.
Who told you that?
Tony did.
He told you?
(Laughing):
Hey.
Good morning,
my attractive co-workers.
How are you on this
glorious fall day?
Hey, Tony.
Ooh.
Moody.
Well, I'm doing great.
Today is the day
that I will
receive the results
Hmm. What's that?
It's an ancestry service.
You spit in a vial,
you send it to 'em, and then,
two weeks later,
they e-mail you your ethnic
and ancestral makeup.
Fascinating.
Bishop:
Cool.
Why'd you do it?
'Cause it's fascinating.
And also, you know,
been thinking a lot
about family.
You know, who I am,
down deep in the genes.
Why I am the way I am.
Don't you think that's
a good idea, McGee?
Oh, I'm sorry.
You want my advice?
(Laughs)
That guy. Well,
remember my old British uncle
clive, my mother's side?
Yeah. The, uh, old geezer
who left his estate
to your cousin crispian,
instead of you.
Yeah. Well, that's water
under the London bridge.
Anyway, old clive used to insist
that we were somehow related
to British royalty.
And if that is true,
the two of you shall refer to me
only as "lord Anthony."
Good luck with that.
You're with me, lord.
(With British accent):
Where we off to, guv?
Quantico.
Keep talking with that
accent, I'm gonna shoot you.
(Slowly, without accent):
Why are we going there?
Got a call from
major Newton last night.
He would like to see us.
Who's major Newton?
Major Sussex Newton.
Marine mp stationed
at camp lejeune.
We worked with him
on a case a couple
of years ago.
Theft of munitions
from the base armory.
We arrested a gunny
for a crime.
He was prosecuted,
convicted and
is serving time in leavenworth.
Newton. Remember that?
He wouldn't let go of it?
Good old newty.
He was convinced
there was an accomplice.
(Mock evil laughter)
Trust me, there's no accomplice.
McGee:
He called in
several leads
over the last two years.
None of 'em panned out.
What's Newton doing at Quantico?
He's teaching.
Week of military law enforcement
classes at basic.
This is gonna be a
waste of time, trust me.
Why don't you
take McGee?
He's in a bad mood.
He could use the ride.
Hey, come on, let's go.
See you later, lord fauntleroy.
Bye.
Major Newton,
NCIS wannabe.
I bet when his service
obligation's up,
he applies to
the agency.
He already has.
Used me as a reference.
Well, that's interesting. Hmm.
I understand.
Excuse me.
You, too, sir.
Suzy?
Okay.
Well, I can't wait
to, uh, hear
what major Newton has
in store for us this time.
Drop it.
Bye.
What can I do for you?
Major Sussex Newton-- what room
is he staying in, please?
Why are you asking?
NCIS.
He's expecting us.
Oh. Um,
I guess it's all right
to tell you. Uh...
That call was
from base security.
They just found
the major's body.
He's dead.
(Indistinct
radio communication)
Gibbs:
Don't move that body!
Wasn't gonna.
Who are you?
NCIS.
Secure the area.
Man:
We just found the body.
Who called you?
Major Newton.
(Camera shutter clicking)
(Siren blaring,
indistinct radio communication)
You realize if
Tony finds out
he has an ounce of royal blood
running through his veins,
there will be no
living with him.
There's no living with him now.
Doubt we'll find anything.
This place is used
by hundreds of people a day--
hikers, joggers,
horseback riders.
Excuse me, agent McGee?
Yeah.
Anything I can
do to help?
Just secure the perimeter.
I just assumed he stumbled
and fell down the hill.
Is there something I missed?
Well, no.
Looks like an accident.
We're just being thorough.
Hey. Only items on his body
were his voq room card,
a fitness bracelet
and cell phone.
Last call was to you,
19:41 last night.
And according to Suzy,
the very nice desk clerk,
Newton jogged every evening
since he arrived here.
Duck?
Ducky:
I've always
believed that jogging does
more harm than good.
The major here is an extreme
example of my theory.
The human body
was never designed
to take that kind of pounding.
It's calamitous
to the vertebrae,
not to mention the trauma
it does to the knees.
You got a tod, duck?
Hmm? Oh, of course.
Uh... 9:00 P.M.,
give or take
half an hour. Yeah.
His neck is distended,
probably broken.
This gash
to his forehead is very deep,
yet, there's very little
bleeding.
I need to find out why.
As always, I'll know more when
i get him back on the table.
McGee and I will
finish up here.
You and bishop check out
Newton's room at the voq.
If I were going away for a week,
I would have packed
twice as much.
Oh, boy.
Is that his wife?
You tell me.
Woof.
You never knew Newton.
There's not a woman
on this earth
that would marry that dude.
(Laughs)
Well, he was certainly
sexually active.
What makes you say that?
Oh!
Check the expiration date.
What do you have
against this guy?
Oh, I don't know.
Just always kind of bugged me,
you know?
Hey, this is weird.
What?
Why would he put
a used plastic knife...
In a napkin, in an envelope?
I haven't talked to major Newton
since before he left here
last week.
I was expecting him back
tomorrow.
There anything unusual
going on in his life?
Not that I know of.
Do you have a reason to believe
that Newton's death
wasn't an accident?
No.
Called last night,
asked if we could talk.
Any idea what
that was about?
He didn't say anything to me.
Colonel, we would occasionally
hear from major Newton
about leads on the armory theft
that occurred two years ago.
Was he still working
on that case?
Not officially.
After the conviction,
i thought it was over,
but Newton wouldn't give up
on his accomplice theory.
He was always looking
into it on his own time.
Could you seal Newton's quarters
until you hear from us?
I will.
Thank you.
By the way, Gibbs...
I like the new look.
Find out who's stationed
at Quantico now,
and who was at lejeune
when the armory was robbed.
Hey.
Abby: Hey, what's the speed
limit in a school zone?
15 miles an hour.
Bam! Thanks, Tony.
What are you doing?
Um, on-line traffic school.
What'd you get a ticket for?
Speeding?
Run a red light?
No, no. I just...
I needed to tell
sister Rosita
that I was gonna
be late for bowling,
so I pulled over
to the side of the road
so I could safely text her,
and I just kind of
tapped this other car.
Just like a love tap,
you know.
But it was a cop car.
The cop was super cute.
Not Burt cute,
but he gave me a ticket.
But I have two days to finish
this test, so, what do you got?
Uh, contents of major
Newton's voq room.
Oh, hey, look.
Well, share.
Oh... what does that mean?
Share, Tony. Share.
All right.
Goes on the plasma.
Okay.
Bishop: Huh.
So you're 89% European.
Figures.
Your neanderthal quotient
is 2.9%.
That's in the 19th percentile,
Tony. That is high.
Explains a lot.
Abby: Ooh, look at that.
Tony: "Research indicates
you have a familial match with
a historical British figure."
Abby:
"For an additional $29.95,
we will provide you
with the details."
I will happily pay
for that. Click it.
I want it. "Click here
to order." Click there.
Click it!
Click there.
Click there.
(Phone ringing)
Oh.
Jake!
Hey, it's McGee.
How are you?
No, she is, uh...
She's not in yet.
Yes, I will definitely tell her.
By the way, i-i have to say
that St. John's,
this time of year...
(Elevator bell chimes)
It's gonna be amazing.
I am, I am so jealous.
Gotta go, Jake.
Morning, boss.
I created a, uh, matrix
of people who were stationed
at camp lejeune two years ago
and are now at Quantico.
Several names came up,
but one in particular stood out.
Marine master sergeant
Ramsey Dillon.
Now, last June,
Newton had us check him out.
He thought
he was "the accomplice."
Yeah, we didn't find anything.
No, not at the time, but...
Newton might have been
onto something.
Because Dillon now works
in the armory at Quantico.
(Phone ringing)
Anybody else coming in today?
It's still early, boss.
Yeah, Abbs.
Yeah, yeah. Be right down.
McGee, when DiNozzo gets in,
you two go to Quantico.
You talk
to master sergeant Dillon.
This little baby is really cool.
It's GPS-enabled, and it keeps
track of your distance jogged
and your pace and time.
And it also monitors your
heart rate and your steps taken.
It's still hard to believe
that all that information
is recorded on
that tiny device.
Motion sensors also keep tabs
on how well you sleep.
It interfaces
with the smartphone
via Bluetooth,
and it can send you
a weekly e-mail about your sleep
and exercise patterns.
If you had told me,
30 years ago,
of an e-mail,
sent from a bracelet,
that rated your
activity in bed,
my response to you
would have been...
"What the blazes is an e-mail?"
I'll second that.
What's up, Abbs?
You are gonna owe me
a jumbo caf-pow!
I downloaded
the information
from major Newton's
fitness bracelet.
He left the voq
at 20:23, and he jogged
for 1.1 miles.
That's at marker number one.
Then his bracelet
stopped monitoring
his heartbeat
and his steps taken,
but his body continued to move
for three-tenths of a mile
down the trail.
Major Newton's body
was found here.
He was moved.
He was carried
to the second spot
and rolled down into the ravine.
Make it look
like an accident.
Well, that would explain
the lack of bleeding.
The gash
on his forehead
was postmortem.
He was killed.
(Gunfire)
Private wigg,
you are one sad gomer.
Yes, sir!
In a combat situation,
you'd be dead.
You should be able
to do this
blindfolded, at night,
in the rain.
You understand?
Yes, sir!
Strip it down
and put it back together.
And stop calling me "sir."
Master sergeant
Dillon?
Yeah?
Can we talk to you
for a second?
You guys are from NCIS.
I talked to you
last year at lejeune.
What now?
Major Sussex Newton.
Told you
I had nothing to do
with that robbery.
What's he claiming now?
Oh, he's not claiming anything.
He's dead.
Killed last night,
here at Quantico.
One of the trails
on heartbreak Ridge.
The jogger? I-i...
Thought that was an accident.
Where were you last night?
I was off base.
Where?
Could we...
Talk about this somewhere else?
Sure.
NCIS headquarters
work for you?
I was in Richmond.
Okay. What were
you doing there?
I act in a local theatre group.
We were rehearsing a play, okay?
Really?
What-what's the play?
Does it matter?
Well... yeah.
We're gonna
find out
what play it was anyway.
La cage aux folles.
La cage aux folles.
Please tell me
you're playing the part
of the drag queen, zaza.
(Bell chimes)
Hey. You still taking
the traffic school test?
Yeah.
Oh, thanks.
Welcome.
You earned it.
Well, I've got
something else.
I'm not really sure what it is.
It could be nothing.
What?
Well, there was a model number
on that plastic knife
that Tony and bishop found
in captain Newton's
voq room.
It's the same brand
as knives used
in Quantico base
restaurants.
Probably a million
other places, too.
Yeah, but I found
a fingerprint on it,
and it's not Newton's.
You get a hit?
I did.
And it's not military.
I matched it to a print from
a Virginia driver's license.
It was just
issued last month.
Lauren Hudson,
the civilian wife
of captain Dean Hudson,
who's stationed at Quantico.
McGee:
Dean Hudson.
He was one of the people
in lejeune two years ago,
and are now at Quantico.
He transferred there
a little over a month ago.
I'll pull up his service record.
Tony: Could I have been
too hard on old newty?
Maybe he was onto something.
Why the wife?
Why did he wrap the knife
in a napkin,
to protect the print?
And then he puts it
in an envelope.
What was he doing,
bringing it to you, boss?
Record's clean, and
he had no connection
to the armory at either base.
He's assigned to base
logistics at Quantico.
What do we know about the wife?
Bishop:
Not much.
Civilian spouses are embedded.
DiNozzo,
we're going to Quantico,
talk to the Hudsons.
You know, I was just at Quantico
with McGee earlier, and I...
I'll get the sedan.
You two.
Background Lauren Hudson.
(Children shouting
playfully in distance)
(Tony wolf whistles)
This is my dream car.
The interior, the color,
the wheels...
That's a sexy machine.
(Gibbs knocks on door)
(Sighs)
Can I help you?
NCIS, Mrs. Hudson.
Your husband home?
Yes.
We'd like to talk
to both of you.
About what?
Can we come in?
Sure.
Captain Hudson:
Major Newton?
Yeah, I remember
him from lejeune.
Mp officer.
You met him, didn't you, hon?
I don't think so.
Have you seen him in
the last couple days, captain?
Oh, no, we left lejeune
five weeks ago.
He's been here
for Quantico the last week.
Oh. No.
No, I haven't bumped into him.
Why do you ask?
He was found dead
yesterday morning
on the heartbreak Ridge trail.
Whoa.
I had no idea
that was major Newton.
The jogger?
Yeah.
We were talking about that
at the coffee shop this morning.
Why are you asking us about him?
Well, we're not sure
it was an accident.
We're interviewing anybody
who talked to him
here at Quantico.
They know something.
Yep.
I was waiting for you
to mention her fingerprints
on the plastic knife.
Nah, nah.
Don't know what it means yet.
Let them worry about why
we're asking questions.
I like your thinking.
(Tires screech)
(Elevator bell chimes)
Bishop:
Okay, okay.
What's up with our probie?
I have no idea.
How'd it go with captain Hudson
and the wife?
Oh, well, they claim they didn't
know Newton was at Quantico.
We kind of think they're lying.
Oh, they're definitely lying.
Bishop and I can prove it.
How?
Well...
Actually, I don't want
to have to explain it twice.
Where's Gibbs?
Oh, okay,
don't want to put you out.
He's checking in with Abby.
Hey, did you answer my phone
this morning?
Yeah.
Why?
Well, I saw that it was Jake
on the caller I.D.
I haven't talked to him
in a while.
I thought you wouldn't mind.
Hm. And you mentioned my trip
to St. John?
Yeah.
It was an anniversary present.
A surprise.
Oh.
Sorry.
(Chuckles) Look at that.
I'm a direct descendent
of Archibald drummond,
17th Earl of Trent.
I've never been able
to surprise Jake.
Thanks for ruining
my anniversary.
Bishop, I'm sorry.
Oh!
He's handsome.
Look at that Randy dandy.
By god, there is
a familial resemblance.
On your own time, DiNozzo.
McGee: Boss, we have proof
the Hudsons were lying.
They definitely knew
that Newton was at Quantico.
Bishop: Uh, Newton had lunch
at a base restaurant
the day he was murdered.
His credit card
was swiped at 12:32.
This is the security footage.
You can see
captain Hudson there,
and his wife.
And there's Newton.
Newton.
She looks uncomfortable.
Hmm.
What's going on there?
Bishop: Yeah, they're sure
in a hurry to get out of there.
Barely finished
their lunch.
Why did they lie
about seeing Newton?
Maybe we should go
pick them up?
Gibbs:
No, no.
Not yet. Hang on.
Newton knew something.
He took her knife
for a reason. Why?
We need hard evidence.
People across the
street from Hudson,
they were moving, right?
Yeah.
Okay, we put them
under surveillance.
Well, boss, it's gonna be hard
to hide in the house
and not be seen.
Not gonna have to hide, McGee.
You and bishop will
go in undercover...
...as a married couple.
Uh, why us?
Tony:
Well, it's got to be you two.
The Hudsons already know
the boss and I are NCIS.
Hey, crispian, uh, it is your
cousin Tony calling.
Uh, your American cousin
Anthony DiNozzo, junior.
It's been a while.
And, uh, listen, I'm calling you
because I found out that we are,
in fact, related
to the 17th Earl of Trent--
one Archibald drummond.
So if you know anything
about this, give me a call.
Uh, otherwise, uh,
talk to you soon. Bye.
Hope you choke
on your inheritance.
Talking to yourself, DiNozzo?
Sort of.
What'd you find out
about Lauren Hudson?
Well, I found out
she was the former
Lauren merriweather
of Bradley manor--
longwood, Bethesda.
Been married to captain
Hudson for five years.
Her father died
three years ago,
left her mega millions.
That explains the corvette.
Yes, and...
This is where little
Lauren grew up.
House doesn't have an address,
it has a name: Owlwood.
I put in a call
to the family lawyer.
Tony, you there?
Oh, the newlywed
got the videolink set up.
Hey, little buddy, you miss us?
It's only been a day.
Well, I miss you.
Where's your wife?
She is at the office,
so I haven't heard a word.
You make contact
with Mrs. Hudson yet?
Uh, not yet.
But right now, she's in
her front yard, gardening.
Think I'm gonna
go introduce myself.
Behave.
Big brother's watching.
Hi.
How are you ?
Good, how are you?
Good. I'm, uh,
I'm Tim donen. I just actually
moved across the street.
Oh, yeah, I know,
i saw the moving Van.
Lauren Hudson.
Hi.
Are you a marine, Tim?
Oh, no, no, no.
Not me. I am definitely
not a marine.
My wife Ellie is.
I'm actually a
computer programmer.
I get to telecommute
from home, which is very nice.
What about you?
Oh, I'm just
doing some gardening,
hanging around the house...
Reading a lot.
My husband's hitch is up in
two months. He's processing out.
Well, hey, listen, I was
wondering-- I don't know
who the local Internet service
provider is around here.
Do you think maybe you could
point me in the
right direction?
Got the number inside.
Come on, I'll get it.
Thank you.
Where's your, uh, wife work?
At the base
logistics office.
Oh, no way.
Yeah.
What a coincidence. That's
where my husband Dean works.
Hm.
Good work, Timmy.
(Indistinct conversations)
Dean: Hey, neighbor.
Dean Hudson.
Just got a call
from my wife.
Said you and your husband
moved in across the street.
Hi. Ellie donen, sir.
Where were you before this?
Uh, robertson barracks.
Darwin, Australia.
Wow. Welcome home.
Thanks.
I see you got the standard
assigned reading.
Uh, read this, this...
And if you're ever having a hard
time falling asleep at night--
read this.
(Laughs)
Thanks.
Forget the rest, trust me.
Thanks.
Hey, once you're
settled in,
I'm right down the hall.
I'll give you the tour.
That would be great, sir.
All right.
Uh, I'd love to meet your wife.
Maybe we could all
get together some time.
Oh, sure.
Yeah, I barbecue
a mean hamburger.
Our place?
Dinner Saturday?
Sounds good.
All right.
Appreciate you coming in,
Mr. worthington.
No problem.
Business brings me to DC
a couple of days a week.
I assume if naval
criminal investigators
are asking
about Lauren,
it must have something to
do with her marine husband.
You ever meet him?
Twice.
Their wedding
and her father's funeral.
How well do you know Lauren?
Is she in some kind of trouble?
Well, I hope not, but we think
her husband may have
valuable information
in a homicide investigation.
Aren't they cooperating?
I was the family attorney
since before she was born.
Sweet girl.
Always found her
to be trustworthy
and forthright.
What was Lauren's relationship
with her father?
They adored one another.
Her mother died when
she was a-a child.
He raised her.
I think the only thing
that she ever did
that he disapproved of was
when she married Dean.
Why's that?
My guess? He thought
he was after the money.
What do you think?
No comment.
Lauren have
any siblings?
None.
Other than a few
charitable donations,
the father left the
entire estate to her.
But didn't change
Lauren's lifestyle.
She was never about the money.
You talk with her recently?
Couple of years ago.
We worked together closely,
liquidating the assets from
the estate, transferring them
into her name... took
about a year and a half.
Once we were done, there was
no need for us to communicate.
I do get Christmas cards.
Anthony.
Oh, I was just leaving.
Uh, do you need
something?
Have you released
major Newton's body yet?
No, no, no, he's still here.
Oh, is something wrong?
Well, this would sound funny
to anyone else, ducky, but...
I know you'll understand.
I need to have a word with him.
Of course.
Thanks.
May I ask the, uh,
nature of this discussion?
Well, I owe him an apology.
Ah.
I always dismissed Newton
as a waste of our time.
But he was
onto something, and...
I just thought I would tell him
he would've made a great agent.
Well, I'm sure
he would appreciate that.
Yeah. And be sure to turn
these off when you leave.
He's in, uh, 206.
One other question.
I know you're, uh,
an expert
in English history.
And I was just wondering...
Have you ever heard of
Archibald drummond,
the 17th Earl of Trent?
The Earl of Trent.
No, I can't say I have. Why?
Hm.
It's no...
Just... wondering.
Thanks.
Anything?
No.
She just brought
a moving box down
from the spare bedroom.
He's on his way back
from the store.
The, uh, tracking device
you planted
shows that he's
two blocks away.
Well, I did the dishes.
Mine and yours.
Thanks.
Are we okay?
You think that
doing my dinner dishes makes up
for ruining the surprise weekend
i had planned for Jake?
Look, bishop,
I'm sorry, okay? If it was
supposed to be a surprise,
why didn't you say anything?
This is not going away, is it?
This isn't just about
ruining the surprise.
You want to talk?
Things with Jake are just...
Not the same.
(Phone rings)
It's him.
Better take it.
Hey, Jake.
(Car approaching)
Dean:
Hey.
Stopped by the hardware store
on the way home,
got the extension cord
for the living room lamp.
Dinner's not ready?
Lauren: No. I got distracted
in the spare room.
We have to deal
with these boxes. All of them.
Dean:
Relax, babe. There's no rush.
(Lauren sighs deeply)
There is.
I mean, I've gone along with
everything that you've asked me
to do-- some of it
a little too freakish.
Please do this for me.
Here's your money back.
What is that for?
It's for my caf-pow!--
I don't deserve it.
Remember when I matched
the fingerprint
from the knife
to Lauren Hudson's
Virginia driver's license?
Well, I just
stopped right there.
Like, I didn't dig keep going.
Why would you?
Let me tell you
why I should have.
Last night, I was
working on the final section
of my traffic
school test.
Did you know that when
you move to the district
from another state, you have
30 days to relinquish
your old driver's license
and then get a DC one?
Except if you're a student,
a presidential appointee,
a member of congress
or a military family.
And it goes the same
for Virginia,
only it's 60 days.
Abb,
do you got any idea
where this is going?
Well, nobody
wants to go to the dmv
unless they have to.
Right? So why
did Lauren Hudson rush out
and get a new license
when she didn't have to?
I mean, she didn't even
get a new license
when she moved
to north Carolina.
And that got me thinking.
So I pulled her Maryland
driver's license that
she surrendered, and this
is her new Virginia
driver's license.
Same woman, right?
Yeah.
That's what I thought.
And probably what
the dmv clerk thought, also.
Same hairstyle, same hair
color, the exact same glasses.
But look what happens
when we superimpose the photos
on top of each other--
everything's a little off.
The jawline,
the shape of the nose...
Check out the beauty mark.
It moved
15 millimeters, Gibbs.
Beauty marks
don't move.
The beauty mark from the
Maryland driver's license
is raised.
The one from the Virginia
driver's license is penciled on.
That's not the same woman.
It was close... but no cigar.
And the fingerprints don't
match-- I checked that, too.
So the Lauren Hudson we've been
watching is not the real wife.
Well, who is she?
And where's the real wife?
She's not Lauren Hudson?
Who is she?
Abby: We don't know yet.
My bet is the real
Lauren Hudson is dead,
and her husband and the mystery
woman killed her for the money.
When? Where?
Probably just before
they left lejeune.
Dean Hudson arrives
at Quantico
with a woman that
looks like his wife,
she assumes her identity.
I think
they're planning on
leaving the country
as soon as the
captain's hitch is up.
What makes you think that?
Because our imposter
has also applied
for a passport
as Lauren Hudson.
Would've gotten away with it
if it weren't
for good old newty.
This has nothing to do with
the robbery at camp lejeune.
Where's McGee?
Bishop: Well, the wife,
whoever she is,
left the house five minutes ago.
He's tailing her.
We got enough
to bring them in now.
We're on our way.
Alert McGee.
Get 'em!
Hi! You're back.
Hi.
Man: New latte!
Hey, neighbor!
Hey.
You've discovered the
best coffee in Quantico.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
Well, I hate drinking alone.
I'm buying.
(Phone ringing)
What's your pleasure?
Um...
Uh, small black coffee
would be great.
You got it.
McGee's not picking up.
Hudson's leaving.
The house is empty.
I'm going in.
Bishop, no.
Don't go in there.
I'm gonna take a look around,
maybe get a lead
on who this woman really is.
Ju-just wait.
Gibbs and Tony are
on their way over there.
Look, Gibbs is always telling me
to take the initiative.
Watch the house.
Bishop!
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Tony:
Got some accrued annual...
Leave.
Thinking about visiting
my ancestral home, england.
Why this sudden interest,
DiNozzo?
Been thinking
about family a lot.
I mean,
all I have is senior, really.
And he's not getting
any younger.
I don't have anyone else.
The way things are going,
I don't see kids
in my future, so...
I don't know.
Guess I'm searching
for a sense of belonging.
¶ ¶
"Rita applegate."
Gotcha.
Well, I should, uh, I should
probably get back to work.
Oh, so I see you got
your problem
with your Internet fixed?
Yeah, I did.
So if you ever want to try
one of their treats,
you have to try
their chocolate croissants. Mmm!
Special agent McGee!
Has NCIS determined whether
major Newton's death
was accidental or not?
There's a rumor going around
that he was murdered.
The jerk who moved in across
the street is an NCIS agent.
Hands on the wheel.
(Sighs)
Oh, no. Oh, no.
(Line ringing)
Bishop, pick up, pick up.
Come on, pick up,
bishop, come on.
Come on, bishop-- pick up!
(Phone ringing)
Come on, come on...
Oh, no.
(Phone rings)
Gibbs, thank god!
I-i got you.
You've got to hurry, okay?
Bishop hasn't been
picking up her phone!
I told her not...
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
slow down. Abby.
But bishop went
into the house by herself.
And then Hudson just pulled up,
and he just went in, too.
(Engine revs)
(Grunting)
(Gasps)
Oh, my god!
Bishop!
(Grunting continues)
(Groaning)
Bishop!
Bishop:
Upstairs!
Tony:
You all right?
Hudson needs an ambulance.
I found the wife.
Don't move.
Ducky: Her body was preserved
in formaldehyde,
glutaraldehyde, phenol--
basically, embalming fluids.
Stuffed into a vacuum-sealed
storage bag.
That's why there was no odor.
And very little decay.
And a cause of death, duck?
Yeah, a fractured neck.
Sharp left-to-right twist.
Same as major Newton.
Who do I notify
about her remains?
She had no family
except the husband
that killed her.
I'll call her father's lawyer.
Do we know
who the imposter really is?
Rita applegate.
She was a waitress at a bar
not far from lejeune.
That's where they met.
Discovered they had
a lot in common.
She and captain Hudson
shared similar, um,
desires that his wife didn't.
She wants to cut a deal
and is willing to testify.
Says that Hudson killed his wife
and transferred the body,
all along with
their personal possessions.
After Hudson retired, they were
gonna dispose of the body,
move to the Caribbean
and live off of Lauren's money.
Greed-- the root of much evil.
Morning, my lord.
Hey, ducky.
Those are awfully
nice-looking flowers.
I take it that you
and Jake made up.
Those aren't from Jake.
They're from McGee.
Tony:
Aw.
Well, that's kind of sweet.
So, you-you guys are good again?
Bishop:
Yeah.
Actually, McGee saved me.
I canceled my trip,
got my deposit back,
and, uh, it was a good thing.
Jake has to go out of town
that weekend.
A summit somewhere in Asia.
Somewhere? Asia's big.
Yep. Need-to-know.
Couldn't tell me where.
We'll take
our little trip another time.
Yeah.
So I got this, uh,
leave request of yours.
You still going to england?
No, I think I'll take that trip
another time.
Uh, thank you.
Um, you know,
that heritage stuff
isn't all it's cracked up to be.
What happened?
Well...
My cousin, crispian,
called back.
He knows all about
Archibald drummond.
(Chuckles) It turns out
Archie...
Was quite a character.
He was a...
He was a scoundrel,
and a-a thief, a con man.
Died in newgate prison.
Crispian says that some
historians suspect that, uh,
he may have been...
Jack the ripper.
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