NCIS (2003–…): Season 15, Episode 19 - Episode #15.19 - full transcript
JAVIER:
Ball up, boys.
[speaking Spanish]
[grunting]
[panting]
Sí.
How's that for...
[gunshots]
Oh, d-damn!
Good thing I won.
♪
[sighs]
You coming?
Eh, it depends.
There any more dead bodies
about to fall on our heads?
McGEE: No, coast is clear.BISHOP: Good.
Because I can't take any
more drama for the day.
Drama? What happened?
Oh, that stupid hipster
barista at Joe's Coffeehouse
called me "ma'am."
I mean, do I look like
a "ma'am" to you?
Hey, you have bigger
problems on your hands.
Abby's looking for you.
And I think she knows.
Knows what?
That it was you who blew up
her mass spec last week?
Ooh, I wouldn't have got out
of bed this morning, ma'am.
It was Jimmy's idea
to hotwire her lab, not mine.
Yeah. That's not
the story he's telling.
There is no way she
knows. Gibbs told me
he was gonna tell her that
the mass spec was broken
by the bad guys in
the attack. Okay...
Right, Gibbs?Nope.
I thought you said
you were gonna...
Lie to Abby?
[chuckles]
H-Ha... No.
But by "no," I mean "yeah."
Sounds like you two had
a misunderstanding.
TORRES: Look, guys, if
she hasn't figured it out,
oh, she will.
Maybe she won't.McGEE:
Right,
because figuring stuff out
isn't her strong suit.
Are you done?
'Cause we got a body.
Actually, we got two.
Grabbing our gear.
Jesse Banks,
32, owns the record store.
Cleaning lady found him
this morning.
And according to his military
I.D., our second victim
is Lance Corporal Oliver Harris.
Where's he stationed?
Uh, don't know.
Running a search
in the NLAV database.
Oh, wow.
Yummy Chummy Gummy Bunny.
I used to listen to this
all the time as a kid.
It's about a little bunny
who lived
in a tree house,
and he used to...Solve crimes?
No, no, no, he had a--
he had this band.
And look at this,
the carrot was a drummer;
the turnip was a singer.
And they used to...Solve crimes.
Yes, it was a crime-solving
bunny, boss.
Sorry I'm late.
What'd I miss?
Just McGee's sad childhood.
JIMMY: Well, looks like
he's not the only one.
Look at the scarring
on this guy.
Some of these are pretty old.
Gang tats.[phone beeping]
Uh, Gibbs, we got a problem.
NLAV search is done,
but I can't find any record
of Lance Corporal Oliver Harris.
Well, that's impossible.
If he's not in the database,
he's not in the military.
How'd he get a military I.D.?
TORRES:
He made it.
And something tells me
he made a lot more.
McGEE:
Uh, boss,
these I.D.s give
the holder access
to any military base
in the country.
In the world, McGee.
McGEE: Victim number one,
you've already met,
he has also had quite a few
profitable side gigs.Ticket scalping,
bank fraud,
and his specialty is in...
Making fake I.D.s.
Good guess.
Which is where
we're assuming
victim number two
got this.
BISHOP:
We pulled his prints.
His real name is Daniel Lucas,
and that fake I.D.
is the closest
he has ever come to being
a part of the armed forces.
But he was a member of a gang
called La Vida Mala.
BISHOP:
They deal drugs,
run guns,
and they hire themselves
out as hit men.
Started out as a small
street gang, but they've grown.
Over 10,000 members across
15 different states.
Yeah, I know who they are.
We've met.
What do you think
they're up to, boss?
I think we need
to find out, fast.
Bishop, talk to Abby.
Find out what she's got.
And Agent Bishop was
never heard from again.
What?
What's that supposed to mean?
Well, I'm sure
Abby's figured out
who killed her mass spec by now.
Okay, guys.
The joke's over.
Ha, ha.
I'm gonna miss her.
Yeah.
BISHOP:
Hey, Abbs.
What do you got?
I've got a mystery on top
of a conundrum that's wrapped up
in a-a riddle.
Hmm.
I'm doing post mortem
on Major Mass Spec,
and nothing's adding up.
Really. Like what?
Well, in your
after-action report,
you said that
Major Mass Spec was damaged
when the bad guys blew up
the power grid last week.
Yeah. That's what happened.
But there's no other damage
to this fuse,
so the power surge had
to come from someplace else.
Hmm.
I know.
I am hurting, too.
But don't worry,
I'm doing
full diagnostics,
and... whatever happened,
I will get to the bottom of it.
Awesome.
Well, I'll tell you
what is awesome.
I finished processing
the I.D. printer
from the crime scene.
I would guess that
Jesse Banks probably made,
like, 500 I.D.s with it.
Any way to tell for who?
No. With an asterisk.
[laughs softly]May I draw
your attention
to this?
It's the color ribbon.
It's what's used
to transfer
the I.D. picture
onto the actual I.D. itself.
So you were able
to scan the ribbon,
and pull the last I.D. printed.
You know me so well.
You got a name?
ABBY:
Marine Sergeant...
...Rico Ruiz.
Any way to tell
if he's ever used his I.D.?
Yeah, the DoD has a master
registry that logs every time
an I.D. is scanned on a base.
In this case... whoa.
It was five minutes ago at the
Joint Base Hanover commissary.
[phone beeping]
Thanks.
[children laughing in distance]
Uh, no sign of Ruiz, but we're
gonna take a look around.
BISHOP:
Copy that.
We're gonna head
over to base security.
All right.
Excuse me.
NCIS.
Congratulations.
Looking for this man.
Have you seen him?
No.[sprays counter]
Well, he scanned his C.A.C.
at your terminal 45 minutes ago.
Sorry, I haven't really been
able to focus.
Hey!
Water cup, kids.
That's a watercup.
Agua.
No soda.
[laughs]Every frickin' day.
If it's not a ten-year-old,
it's a general.
Can you look again?
Yeah.
On second thought,
the-the haircut
and the cammies do
look familiar.
I think I've seen
him in here, like,
1,500 times today? Hey!
Put the straws back.
Tomás!
Sit down. Siéntete.
Sorry about that.
You're looking for
that guy, talk to her.
She's been here over an hour,
notmanaging those children.
McGEE:
All right, thanks.
Um...
Excuse me, ma'am?
Uh, sorry, miss.
Have you seen this man?
Uh...
I couldn't say.
Ten kids, two eyes.
Can we ask the children,
or do we need permission
from the parents?
Uh, there are no parents.
¿Alguien ha visto a este hombre?
Mm-mm. No.
Are they orphans, or...?
Unaccompanied minors.
At least,
that's the term du jour.
Refugees.
Yeah. They fled
from countries overwhelmed
by gang violence.
Mostly
Central America.
Some came alone, some came
with their parents, but...
Some of the parents
didn't make it.
It's not
an easy trip.
Let's just
put it that way.
And with so many orphaned
children pouring in,
Health and Human Services'
housing is at capacity.
So you're using the military
bases as an overflow.
Yeah. At least,
while their cases
are working
through the courts, yeah.
[whispering indistinctly]
Oh, you're in luck.
He's seen him.
He said
he was taking pictures.
Taking pictures of what?
Well, the kids didn't know.
And we never found Ruiz.
But we did pick him up
on some base security cameras.
Ruiz took photos
for over an hour before
he got to the commissary.
VANCE:
Looks like he's doing recon.
Recon for what?Well,
if he's La Vida Mala,
probably not
their office party.
Could be some kind of attack.
You need to find this guy.
Well, I was able to pull
the cell's IMEI number.
It's registered to our
gangbanger down in autopsy.
Can you use that to locate
our live one?
Well, Ruiz turned off
cell location services,
but I was able to access
the cloud backup.
Which means?
We got his photos.
So what's the target, Gibbs?
This seems like just
a bunch of random photos.
No, it's not random.
Keep going.
Right there.
He's after the kids?
No. Just one of them.
That girl...
...is La Vida Mala's target.
The kids should be back soon.
We can wait here.
This is where they live?
KELLY:
I know. But believe it or not,
it's an improvement
from their lives before.
Oh. School's out.
School?Of course.
What'd you think
we do with them?I-I guess I...
I didn't really think about it.
So did you want to talk
to all the kids, or-or just...
BISHOP:
Just her.
KELLY:
Sure. That's Elena.
Hi.
That's a first.
Elena isn't a big fan
of strangers.
Mi mamá.
KELLY: Elena grew up in
the slums of San Salvador.
When the gang violence
escalated,
she and her mother were forced
to flee for their lives.
Only Elena
survived the trip.
When the authorities
found their boat,
she was clinging
to her mother's body.
What about
her father?
Dead. Long time ago.
She's had a rough life.
[sighs] And it's such a shame.
She's a special girl.
Big heart,
smart as a whip.
What's gonna happen to her?
Same thing that's gonna
happen to most of them.
They'll be deported.
Sent back.
No?
KELLY:
Is that all?
GIBBS:
Yeah, for now.
Gonna have to put
a couple of guards
at that door
in the meantime.
Uh, th-there is no meantime.
She's scheduled
to be transferred tomorrow.
What? Where?
Uh, to another temporary shelter
closer to the courts
that'll be handling her case.
North Dakota, I think.
Yeah, well,
that's not gonna work.
All right, so Ruiz was
taking pictures on the base,
but what was
this guy doing there?
We have to search his home.
We need to find his home.
DMV address is fake.
He must live somewhere.
And they're back,
and with company.
Protective custody.
Until we find out why
La Vida Mala was following her.
Hi, sweetheart.
What's your name?
She doesn't speak English.
Oh, well, then that
would be a job for me.
Mis amigos.
If anyone is
gonna translate,
it should be someone who
speaks her native language.
Hola. Me llamoNicholas.
[speaking Spanish]
¿Por qué tu camisa
es tan apretada?
[chuckles]
What'd she say?
She wants to know why
his shirt's so tight.
Don't we all.All right, Bishop.
You know, maybe she meant
"tight," like...
like one of those comic book
heroes, like... [grunts]
You know?We got any leads
on our fake sergeant?
I checked with
Metro's Gang Division.
They have definitely
seen him before.
Who's he with?Javier Martinez.
He's the leader of the
La Vida Mala on the East Coast.
He's also suspected
of over 20 murders.
What's he doing walking around?
No one's willing to
testify against him.
But he definitely knows
how to find our guy.
Then we need to find him.
I just spoke to
the commandant at Hanover.
We got a problem.
Same day Ruiz
was on base,
three crates of rocket-propelled
grenade launchers went missing.
Yeah, that's a problem.
La Vida Mala
is arming themselves.
For what?
And it wasn't until 1921
that the United States
put a restriction
on the amount of immigrants
that were allowed to...
well, immigrate, I guess.
Or is it emigrate?
DUCKY:
Immigrate.
[whispers]:
Please tell me you heard that.
He's dead, Dr. Palmer.
[chuckles] Yeah, I noticed
when I removed his spleen
and he didn't complain.
[chuckles]
How long have you been watching?
Long enough to hear your story
about the Irish Potato Famine.
How-how does this,
uh, work, Dr. Mallard?
Where have you gone?
You can just buzz into Autopsy
whenever you like?
Oh, Kasie set it up for me
when she and I were there.
In case I...
Well, let's just say,
there's no place like home.
Well,
I could actually use
a consult on the current case.
Fire away.
Well, we have two victims,
both with multiple blunt force
traumas, each with abrasions
that perfectly match the other's
metacarpophalangeal joints.
In other words, they beat
the crap out of each other.
Um, yeah, you could say that.
Yeah, so what's the problem?
Well, take a look at this.
His gums have nearly
receded into oblivion.
And his teeth are transparent.
Not to mention, they don't seem
particularly connected
to his mouth anymore.
Well, that is interesting.
You ever seen anything
like this before?
Translucent teeth? No.
I may have to clear
my schedule for today.
Uh, we're almost
settled here.
I have never seen a little girl
eat quite so many burgers.
Oh, and I just watched
Gibbs make a bed.
Yeah, that was weird.
Uh, shoot. I got to go.
Hey. [chuckles]
Careful with that. Cuidado.GIBBS: No, she's good.
She looks like she knows
how to handle herself.
Está bien.
What about McGee?
Uh...
He said Hanover called.
Um, they discovered a lot
more missing weapons
than just those RPGs.
So what about Elena?
You want me to take
the first shift?
No, I got it.
Okay.
Let me do that.
You're not strong enough.Yes, I am.
[Gibbs chuckles]
You, uh, speak English
pretty good.
How did you know?
The way your eyes
popped out of your head
when Bishop said she was gonna
go out and get cheeseburgers.
Where'd you learn
how to use a chisel?
Mi papá.
He was a carpenter.
Mamátold me he made this
for me when I was little.
It broke.
It doesn't play music anymore.
How long am I
going to stay here?
Why? Someplace else
you got to be?
School.
You like school?
I have never been.
Well, somebody did a good job
teaching you English.
Mi mamá.
[phone rings]
Hey, McGee,
what do you got?
We got a lead
on one of the victims.
He was a bleachorexic.Jimmy, hang on.
That's why his teeth kept
falling out, overbleached 'em.
And I care about this why?
Well, it's something we should
all be aware of, Gibbs.
I mean, overbleaching
can cause...
Is this going someplace, Palmer?
Abby traced the type of bleach
Lucas used to
a home bleaching kit
that's available only by mail.
JIMMY:
We contacted the company.
They were able to
look up Lucas's order.
You got an address.
If I was a gangbanger looking to
store a bunch of stolen weapons,
this would
be the spot.
REEVES:
Tire tracks. Fresh.
We just missed somebody.
[music playing loudly]Maybe not.
[Spanish music blaring]
You cool, bro?
Yeah, I'm right as rain, bro!
On second thought,
shoot him!
Shoot him!
[chuckles]
Right as rain?Yeah, had him right
where I wanted him.
Is that before or after
your head went through the...
REEVES:
Is that a body?
That's three.
Hey.Hey.
You know where I can score
some crime scene photos?
I heard you hit the mother lode.
Yes.
Wow. These are fantastic.
Do we have a motive?
Well, the guy that Torres
knocked out isn't talking,
but his cell phone is.
And guess who his favorite
texting buddy is.
Who?
Javier Martinez.
The leader of La Vida Mala?
Yep.
He looks more like my mattress
salesman than a gang leader.
You have your own
mattress salesman?
Yep.
JAVIER: Before we begin,
I just want to let you know
that I am a big fan
of law enforcement.
Mm-hmm. [chuckles]
So how may I help you?
Well, Javi,
where do you want to start?
How 'bout we start
with the bodies
we found in your stash house.
Stash house?
Or, if you wanted to,
we could start with the bodies
we found at the record store.
Records? Who buys
records these days?
Or we could start
with the high-powered weapons
your crew stole
from one of our military bases.
I haven't the foggiest idea
what you're talking about.
What was one of your goons doing
taking pictures of that kid?
What?
You recruiting
ten-year-olds now?
A-Agent Gibbs, I'm a simple man
that lives a simple life.
I don't know anything
about any dead bodies.
I mean,
God rest their souls.
I-I don't know anything
about any stolen weapons.
And I certainly
don't know anything
about any ten-year-old girl.
Boom.
Aha.
I never said it was a girl.
You think you know me, huh?
Mm-hmm.
You don't. None of you do.
Living in your ivory towers
with your two parents,
your two cars,
food on the table.
Wake up, man.
The rest of us are either eating
or are getting eaten.
You see, I have
spent my entire life
around men like you, judging me.
You got something on me?
Then arrest me.
Yeah, that's right.
You got nothing
and you never will.
You're dancing with the devil,
my friend.
You have no idea
what we're capable of.
And anyone that
gets in our way,
even a little girl...
is gonna pay.
What they're capable of?
What are they planning?
And how is Elena
gonna get in the way?
Maybe she knows something.
Well, wouldn't
she have told us?
Maybe she doesn't even know
what she knows.
SLOANE: Okay,
turn your whole body into it.
[grunts]
Oh, man!
Yes!
Great shot.
Don't forget
to follow through.
But I got you here.
[gasps] Come on!
Yes!
[laughs]
Again.
Are you sure you haven't
played this before?
Don't answer that.
I don't want to know.
You want to know something.
That's why I'm here, no?
You are a very smart
little girl, aren't you?
Ah, ah. Only one
per win, remember?
But I already told Agent Gibbs
all that I know.
So you never heard anyone
from La Vida Mala
talking about any attacks?
But you do know them?
Everyone does where I come from.
That's why your mama tried to
get you out of the country, huh?
She said they brought the guns
and the guns brought the death.
And the cavidades.
Ca... cavities?
Like... [grunts]
Cavidades.
Hey.
Hey.
Where's Elena?
With Vance. Everybody...
I think I know
what La Vida Mala is doing
with the stolen weapons.
Selling them.
To who?
Not who.
Where.
Elena told me that once a month,
a "big truck" would come
into her village
filled with ice cream
and La Vida Mala would give
it all away to the kids.
Okay, that still doesn't make
any connections for me.
BISHOP: Yeah, I don't think
she's done yet.
SLOANE: Well, after
the truck would come,
Elena said
the violence would follow.
She and her friends
were too young to
make the connection,
but I think...
La Vida Mala was using
the ice cream company
to smuggle in weapons.
Exactly.She remembered the name?
What kid would forget
free ice cream?
Moochie's Creamery.
McGEE: All right.
Here it is.
Moochie's Creamery.
Based in Delaware
and they ship
internationally.
And they have
a warehouse not far
from where the
weapons were stolen.
Got it.
Rule Number 39:
no coincidences.
Wait. You know the rules?
Uh, figured it was mandatory?
Come on, let's move.[phone chimes]
Oh, uh, boss,
we may have a problem.
The motion sensor I installed
on your front door
just went off. Somebody could
be trying to break in.
My what on my what?
Well, the... I-I...
put the...
your... the...
I thought it'd be
a good idea
with Elena in custody
and everything, to put a...
Okay, in hindsight,
I probably should've asked
about it first.
Bishop.
Ice cream company.
Take Reeves.
Torres.
Peeping Tim.
On my six.
We'll talk in the car.
Hey, for the record...
...you are smarter than that.
♪
Clear.
Clear.
Bag this.
Whoever was here
already left.
Not whoever.
It was Ruiz.
Your neighbor
identified him.
Which neighbor?
The one you like.
What the hell was Ruiz
doing in your house?
They were after the girl.
He's been watching us.[phone rings]
BISHOP:
We got the weapons.
It's Bishop.
She found the weapons.
Oh, that's great.
When did you realize
he had something?
The manager at the
ice cream company
started acting squirrelly the
moment we pulled our badges.
We asked to see what
was inside the truck
and he said it was empty,
but I could smell
the rocky road.
Uh, I did more than smell.
I need an intervention.
Stop me.
Wait, so the weapons were hidden
inside the rocky road?
Well, no, that would be
really messy.
You would be
a terrible smuggler.
You have to think
outside the box.
Or in this case,
inside the box.
And... just add water.
Huh.
Your gun smugglers disassembled
the stolen weapons
and then hid them inside
these pallets of dry ice.
So, all they had to do when
they reached their destination
was turn off the AC.
And...
voilà.
Hey, is this some kind
of detonator?
ABBY:
No.
That is my
la-door keypad.
I-I found the source
of the power surge
that killed Major Mass Spec.
Traced it back
to that pad.
So it's only
a matter of time
before I figure out
who the murderer is.
Awesome.
So, how many RPGs
did you find?
There's about 20 more
in those containers.
Oh, that's a lot
of firepower.
Well, yeah,
if they actually fired.
Every single one of these
has had their spring coil
snipped.
They're disabled, permanently.
By who?
Well, that's the best part.
I was able to pull fingerprints
off the inside
of the launch tubes.
Our RPG snipper is
none other than...
Him again.
Why go to the trouble
to steal the weapons
just to disable them?
Well, Abby confirmed it.
Every single weapon's
been disabled.She sure Ruiz did it?
She said she would bet
her dog collar on it.
It doesn't make any sense.
What would La Vida Mala
want with weapons
that don't fire?
You asking me?
Go find the guy
who did it.
Still nothing on the BOLO.
Well, ATF has the ice cream
company on lockdown,
said nobody's talking.
They're all
scared of Javier.
Well, we could give it a try.
Yeah, yeah, do it and then
check in with Palmer.
Oh, I hope you guys
are going out for burgers.
It's way past dinnertime...[yawns]
...and I have one hungry
little girl here.
And a sleepy one.
We doing burgers again?
I like burgers.
[laughing]:
Really?
I had not noticed.
Elena?
I think... I think he was there.
Uh, where, Elena?
Back home.
He is the ice cream man.
Shipping company.
Check and see if Ruiz
was ever a driver.
Hey, honey.
What do you remember?
Something bad.
Take your time.
He had long hair.
He scared me.
I was crying.
And then I ran away and hid.
That is all I remember.
SLOANE:
It's okay.
It's okay, honey.
SLOANE: Hiya. We got
the ice cream company
shipping records.
And I stopped
to get some burgers
just in case you guys
haven't eaten,
which it looks like you have.
This is my second.
And Elena?
Oh, man.
She absolutely
crushed four.
I mean, that girl could eat.
Burger coma.
I'm sure it must be hard
having another little girl
back in here, huh?
You must have some
good memories, though, Gibbs.
Anyway...
Bishop and I went through
Moochie's Creamery's
employee files.
There's no record
of a Rico Ruiz
ever driving for them.
Who knows if that's
even his real name.
And they didn't recognize
his picture.
So we got nothing.
And no leads.
He could be halfway
across the world by now.
He's not.
How can you be so sure?
ELENA:
Because of me.
Huh?
He is after me, yes?
Um...
What makes you say that?
Isn't that why I'm here?
Because he wants to hurt me.
We don't know what he wants.
I do.
I think he wants
to punish me for what I did.
What are you talking
about, sweetheart?
When our boat sunk,
Mamágave me
her lifejacket.
We only had one.
I told her to keep it.
She could just hold me.
But she wouldn't listen.
It's my fault she's dead.
No.
Not your fault.
None of this is your fault.
No, it sure isn't.
Your mama did what mamas do.
She protected you.
Okay?
We're gonna protect you, too.
No one's gonna hurt you.
We won't let anyone hurt you.
[quietly]:
That's right.
Can we have hamburgers
for breakfast?
Uh...Yes.
Uh-huh.Works for me.
GIBBS:
Hey.
That you?
Nope.
DUCKY:
Well, hiding bodies
in the structural cavities
of buildings
has a long and storied history.
In fact, Agent McGee...What's going on?
I consulted briefly
with Dr. Mallard yesterday
on the case,
and since then, he's...
let's just say he has
immersed himself in things.
Oh.
Like a houseguest
that won't leave.
Yeah.
Or a fungus that, uh...
Yeah, I got it.Yeah, you got it.
I got it.
Ah, Timothy.
[chuckles]
We were just talking about you.
What brings you to Autopsy
at this late hour?
Well, uh, Gibbs wants an update.
Ah. Dr. Palmer,
it's your autopsy.
Oh. Uh, y-yes.
Okay. Thank you, Doctor. Um...
Well, all three victims appear
to have been killed recently.
I'd say in the last two days...
Give or take.
No, I'm gonna
stick with two days.
Uh, death
was from hypovolemic shock...
Yeah. They bled to death.
...as the result
of shrapnel wounds
consistent with an RPG that...
Exploded in their hands.
Doctor, maybe it's time
that we establish
some ground rules...
for how...
Wait, Jimmy,
did you say "RPG"?
Well, Abby believes
it was stolen.
[clears throat]I mean, she said
those weapons were disabled.
Yes, but she suspects
that these men were attempting
to re-enable them.
U-Um, Dr. Palmer,
if you...
Call him back later.
We found this embedded
in one of the victims.
It must have flown off
the weapon when it exploded.
What is it?
It appears to be an attempt
to replace
that missing spring coil.
Wait, so the bad guys steal
the weapons, break the weapons
and then, fix the weapons?
Maybe some
very indecisive bad guys?
Or we're missing something.[phone rings]
Boss, hey.
I just talked to...GIBBS: Stop.
Get over here.Right now?
Yeah.Okay, you got it.
Be right there.
What's going on?
All hands on deck.
All right.
Go get those
indecisive bad guys.
[dogs barking in distance]
NCIS.
Don't move.
Boo.
Hot tip: next time
you decide to break into a house
and crack open a window,
make sure the owner
likes fresh air.
[handcuffs tighten]I haven't opened
that puppy since '04.
Where's Elena?
Safe.
She's at a place
where you can't hurt her.
Why on earth
would I hurt my own daughter?
Your daughter?
RUIZ:
I'm not a terrorist.
I'm certainly not
a member of any gang.
I'm a carpenter.
Me, too.
Six years ago, my wife left me.
It's the the last time
I saw my daughter.
What were you
doing on that base?
What I had to.
I originally came to send
money back to Elena.
If I couldn't see her,
at least I could
help get her out of the slum,
you know, someplace safe.
Then, every place became unsafe.
La Vida Mala.
I heard Elena's mom
tried to get her out, but, um...
I was on that base to get
my daughter, Agent Gibbs.
Before they sent her back.
There are forms
you could've filled out.
Not for me.
I set one foot in that
immigration office,
I get arrested, and they deport
us both back to El Salvador.
Back to La Vida Mala.
It's a death sentence.
Yeah, but you were
working with them.
Like I said,
I did what I had to do.
They're the ones
who helped me get on the base.
What did you do for them?
I drove a truck.
I picked it up
in an alley in D.C.,
drove it to another alley
in Virginia.
A truck full of stolen weapons.
Yes.
Weapons I made sure
would never hurt anybody.
But Javier found out
I messed with
his toys.
He killed the men
who vouched for me,
and he put a hit
on me and my daughter.
Javier...
...Martinez?
[organ music playing]
[speaks Spanish]Gracias.
There he is.
Just a simple man,
living a simple life.
Do you mind?
I'm trying to pay
my last respects.
To the man you killed?
Wow, that's edgy.
So you boys are here
to harass me, huh?
[chuckles]
Well, get in line.
It's like a bunch of hungry pigs
at a trough.
Trying to get a bite.
But you're all gonna
go home hungry, huh?
[laughs]
Excuse me.
Not this time.
McGEE:
Oh, look at that.
Someone who's willing
to testify against you.
I guess it's time
for us pigs to eat.
[handcuffs tighten]
McGEE: Well, between
two counts of murder
and conspiracy
to commit, I'd say
we've seen the last of this guy.
What about Rico?
Well, that's more complicated.
He has no legal status,
but he is a witness
in a murder trial.
He's also a hero.
Who falsified
government documents.
He risked his life
to disable those weapons.
Like I said,
it's complicated.
It just needed a little oil.
[lullaby music playing]
Look at her.
♪
Agent Gibbs said
she thought I was dead.
She knows the truth now.
Well, I, for one,
am gonna miss the hamburgers.
[both laugh softly]
Okay.
Hello, Elena.
[sniffles]
I got this when you were born.
That's you,
that's me and that's Mamá.
The trinity.
Do you remember this day?
It's the last time
we saw each other.
It's the same day
I gave you that.
[speaks Spanish]
[lullaby music playing]
♪ Arrorró mi niño♪
♪ Arrorró mi sol♪
♪ Arrorró pedazo♪
♪ De mi corazón.♪
We had mint chip.
Yes.
And you told me
you had to go away.
Yes.
I ran, and I hid.
Yes. A-And I searched
for you for two hours.
Papá.
[crying]
My baby.
Well, that is one hell
of a happy ending.
McGEE:
Well, some days,
I really like my job.
I hear that.
Everything okay, boss?
No.
What happens now?
ELENA [crying]:
Papá.
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Ball up, boys.
[speaking Spanish]
[grunting]
[panting]
Sí.
How's that for...
[gunshots]
Oh, d-damn!
Good thing I won.
♪
[sighs]
You coming?
Eh, it depends.
There any more dead bodies
about to fall on our heads?
McGEE: No, coast is clear.BISHOP: Good.
Because I can't take any
more drama for the day.
Drama? What happened?
Oh, that stupid hipster
barista at Joe's Coffeehouse
called me "ma'am."
I mean, do I look like
a "ma'am" to you?
Hey, you have bigger
problems on your hands.
Abby's looking for you.
And I think she knows.
Knows what?
That it was you who blew up
her mass spec last week?
Ooh, I wouldn't have got out
of bed this morning, ma'am.
It was Jimmy's idea
to hotwire her lab, not mine.
Yeah. That's not
the story he's telling.
There is no way she
knows. Gibbs told me
he was gonna tell her that
the mass spec was broken
by the bad guys in
the attack. Okay...
Right, Gibbs?Nope.
I thought you said
you were gonna...
Lie to Abby?
[chuckles]
H-Ha... No.
But by "no," I mean "yeah."
Sounds like you two had
a misunderstanding.
TORRES: Look, guys, if
she hasn't figured it out,
oh, she will.
Maybe she won't.McGEE:
Right,
because figuring stuff out
isn't her strong suit.
Are you done?
'Cause we got a body.
Actually, we got two.
Grabbing our gear.
Jesse Banks,
32, owns the record store.
Cleaning lady found him
this morning.
And according to his military
I.D., our second victim
is Lance Corporal Oliver Harris.
Where's he stationed?
Uh, don't know.
Running a search
in the NLAV database.
Oh, wow.
Yummy Chummy Gummy Bunny.
I used to listen to this
all the time as a kid.
It's about a little bunny
who lived
in a tree house,
and he used to...Solve crimes?
No, no, no, he had a--
he had this band.
And look at this,
the carrot was a drummer;
the turnip was a singer.
And they used to...Solve crimes.
Yes, it was a crime-solving
bunny, boss.
Sorry I'm late.
What'd I miss?
Just McGee's sad childhood.
JIMMY: Well, looks like
he's not the only one.
Look at the scarring
on this guy.
Some of these are pretty old.
Gang tats.[phone beeping]
Uh, Gibbs, we got a problem.
NLAV search is done,
but I can't find any record
of Lance Corporal Oliver Harris.
Well, that's impossible.
If he's not in the database,
he's not in the military.
How'd he get a military I.D.?
TORRES:
He made it.
And something tells me
he made a lot more.
McGEE:
Uh, boss,
these I.D.s give
the holder access
to any military base
in the country.
In the world, McGee.
McGEE: Victim number one,
you've already met,
he has also had quite a few
profitable side gigs.Ticket scalping,
bank fraud,
and his specialty is in...
Making fake I.D.s.
Good guess.
Which is where
we're assuming
victim number two
got this.
BISHOP:
We pulled his prints.
His real name is Daniel Lucas,
and that fake I.D.
is the closest
he has ever come to being
a part of the armed forces.
But he was a member of a gang
called La Vida Mala.
BISHOP:
They deal drugs,
run guns,
and they hire themselves
out as hit men.
Started out as a small
street gang, but they've grown.
Over 10,000 members across
15 different states.
Yeah, I know who they are.
We've met.
What do you think
they're up to, boss?
I think we need
to find out, fast.
Bishop, talk to Abby.
Find out what she's got.
And Agent Bishop was
never heard from again.
What?
What's that supposed to mean?
Well, I'm sure
Abby's figured out
who killed her mass spec by now.
Okay, guys.
The joke's over.
Ha, ha.
I'm gonna miss her.
Yeah.
BISHOP:
Hey, Abbs.
What do you got?
I've got a mystery on top
of a conundrum that's wrapped up
in a-a riddle.
Hmm.
I'm doing post mortem
on Major Mass Spec,
and nothing's adding up.
Really. Like what?
Well, in your
after-action report,
you said that
Major Mass Spec was damaged
when the bad guys blew up
the power grid last week.
Yeah. That's what happened.
But there's no other damage
to this fuse,
so the power surge had
to come from someplace else.
Hmm.
I know.
I am hurting, too.
But don't worry,
I'm doing
full diagnostics,
and... whatever happened,
I will get to the bottom of it.
Awesome.
Well, I'll tell you
what is awesome.
I finished processing
the I.D. printer
from the crime scene.
I would guess that
Jesse Banks probably made,
like, 500 I.D.s with it.
Any way to tell for who?
No. With an asterisk.
[laughs softly]May I draw
your attention
to this?
It's the color ribbon.
It's what's used
to transfer
the I.D. picture
onto the actual I.D. itself.
So you were able
to scan the ribbon,
and pull the last I.D. printed.
You know me so well.
You got a name?
ABBY:
Marine Sergeant...
...Rico Ruiz.
Any way to tell
if he's ever used his I.D.?
Yeah, the DoD has a master
registry that logs every time
an I.D. is scanned on a base.
In this case... whoa.
It was five minutes ago at the
Joint Base Hanover commissary.
[phone beeping]
Thanks.
[children laughing in distance]
Uh, no sign of Ruiz, but we're
gonna take a look around.
BISHOP:
Copy that.
We're gonna head
over to base security.
All right.
Excuse me.
NCIS.
Congratulations.
Looking for this man.
Have you seen him?
No.[sprays counter]
Well, he scanned his C.A.C.
at your terminal 45 minutes ago.
Sorry, I haven't really been
able to focus.
Hey!
Water cup, kids.
That's a watercup.
Agua.
No soda.
[laughs]Every frickin' day.
If it's not a ten-year-old,
it's a general.
Can you look again?
Yeah.
On second thought,
the-the haircut
and the cammies do
look familiar.
I think I've seen
him in here, like,
1,500 times today? Hey!
Put the straws back.
Tomás!
Sit down. Siéntete.
Sorry about that.
You're looking for
that guy, talk to her.
She's been here over an hour,
notmanaging those children.
McGEE:
All right, thanks.
Um...
Excuse me, ma'am?
Uh, sorry, miss.
Have you seen this man?
Uh...
I couldn't say.
Ten kids, two eyes.
Can we ask the children,
or do we need permission
from the parents?
Uh, there are no parents.
¿Alguien ha visto a este hombre?
Mm-mm. No.
Are they orphans, or...?
Unaccompanied minors.
At least,
that's the term du jour.
Refugees.
Yeah. They fled
from countries overwhelmed
by gang violence.
Mostly
Central America.
Some came alone, some came
with their parents, but...
Some of the parents
didn't make it.
It's not
an easy trip.
Let's just
put it that way.
And with so many orphaned
children pouring in,
Health and Human Services'
housing is at capacity.
So you're using the military
bases as an overflow.
Yeah. At least,
while their cases
are working
through the courts, yeah.
[whispering indistinctly]
Oh, you're in luck.
He's seen him.
He said
he was taking pictures.
Taking pictures of what?
Well, the kids didn't know.
And we never found Ruiz.
But we did pick him up
on some base security cameras.
Ruiz took photos
for over an hour before
he got to the commissary.
VANCE:
Looks like he's doing recon.
Recon for what?Well,
if he's La Vida Mala,
probably not
their office party.
Could be some kind of attack.
You need to find this guy.
Well, I was able to pull
the cell's IMEI number.
It's registered to our
gangbanger down in autopsy.
Can you use that to locate
our live one?
Well, Ruiz turned off
cell location services,
but I was able to access
the cloud backup.
Which means?
We got his photos.
So what's the target, Gibbs?
This seems like just
a bunch of random photos.
No, it's not random.
Keep going.
Right there.
He's after the kids?
No. Just one of them.
That girl...
...is La Vida Mala's target.
The kids should be back soon.
We can wait here.
This is where they live?
KELLY:
I know. But believe it or not,
it's an improvement
from their lives before.
Oh. School's out.
School?Of course.
What'd you think
we do with them?I-I guess I...
I didn't really think about it.
So did you want to talk
to all the kids, or-or just...
BISHOP:
Just her.
KELLY:
Sure. That's Elena.
Hi.
That's a first.
Elena isn't a big fan
of strangers.
Mi mamá.
KELLY: Elena grew up in
the slums of San Salvador.
When the gang violence
escalated,
she and her mother were forced
to flee for their lives.
Only Elena
survived the trip.
When the authorities
found their boat,
she was clinging
to her mother's body.
What about
her father?
Dead. Long time ago.
She's had a rough life.
[sighs] And it's such a shame.
She's a special girl.
Big heart,
smart as a whip.
What's gonna happen to her?
Same thing that's gonna
happen to most of them.
They'll be deported.
Sent back.
No?
KELLY:
Is that all?
GIBBS:
Yeah, for now.
Gonna have to put
a couple of guards
at that door
in the meantime.
Uh, th-there is no meantime.
She's scheduled
to be transferred tomorrow.
What? Where?
Uh, to another temporary shelter
closer to the courts
that'll be handling her case.
North Dakota, I think.
Yeah, well,
that's not gonna work.
All right, so Ruiz was
taking pictures on the base,
but what was
this guy doing there?
We have to search his home.
We need to find his home.
DMV address is fake.
He must live somewhere.
And they're back,
and with company.
Protective custody.
Until we find out why
La Vida Mala was following her.
Hi, sweetheart.
What's your name?
She doesn't speak English.
Oh, well, then that
would be a job for me.
Mis amigos.
If anyone is
gonna translate,
it should be someone who
speaks her native language.
Hola. Me llamoNicholas.
[speaking Spanish]
¿Por qué tu camisa
es tan apretada?
[chuckles]
What'd she say?
She wants to know why
his shirt's so tight.
Don't we all.All right, Bishop.
You know, maybe she meant
"tight," like...
like one of those comic book
heroes, like... [grunts]
You know?We got any leads
on our fake sergeant?
I checked with
Metro's Gang Division.
They have definitely
seen him before.
Who's he with?Javier Martinez.
He's the leader of the
La Vida Mala on the East Coast.
He's also suspected
of over 20 murders.
What's he doing walking around?
No one's willing to
testify against him.
But he definitely knows
how to find our guy.
Then we need to find him.
I just spoke to
the commandant at Hanover.
We got a problem.
Same day Ruiz
was on base,
three crates of rocket-propelled
grenade launchers went missing.
Yeah, that's a problem.
La Vida Mala
is arming themselves.
For what?
And it wasn't until 1921
that the United States
put a restriction
on the amount of immigrants
that were allowed to...
well, immigrate, I guess.
Or is it emigrate?
DUCKY:
Immigrate.
[whispers]:
Please tell me you heard that.
He's dead, Dr. Palmer.
[chuckles] Yeah, I noticed
when I removed his spleen
and he didn't complain.
[chuckles]
How long have you been watching?
Long enough to hear your story
about the Irish Potato Famine.
How-how does this,
uh, work, Dr. Mallard?
Where have you gone?
You can just buzz into Autopsy
whenever you like?
Oh, Kasie set it up for me
when she and I were there.
In case I...
Well, let's just say,
there's no place like home.
Well,
I could actually use
a consult on the current case.
Fire away.
Well, we have two victims,
both with multiple blunt force
traumas, each with abrasions
that perfectly match the other's
metacarpophalangeal joints.
In other words, they beat
the crap out of each other.
Um, yeah, you could say that.
Yeah, so what's the problem?
Well, take a look at this.
His gums have nearly
receded into oblivion.
And his teeth are transparent.
Not to mention, they don't seem
particularly connected
to his mouth anymore.
Well, that is interesting.
You ever seen anything
like this before?
Translucent teeth? No.
I may have to clear
my schedule for today.
Uh, we're almost
settled here.
I have never seen a little girl
eat quite so many burgers.
Oh, and I just watched
Gibbs make a bed.
Yeah, that was weird.
Uh, shoot. I got to go.
Hey. [chuckles]
Careful with that. Cuidado.GIBBS: No, she's good.
She looks like she knows
how to handle herself.
Está bien.
What about McGee?
Uh...
He said Hanover called.
Um, they discovered a lot
more missing weapons
than just those RPGs.
So what about Elena?
You want me to take
the first shift?
No, I got it.
Okay.
Let me do that.
You're not strong enough.Yes, I am.
[Gibbs chuckles]
You, uh, speak English
pretty good.
How did you know?
The way your eyes
popped out of your head
when Bishop said she was gonna
go out and get cheeseburgers.
Where'd you learn
how to use a chisel?
Mi papá.
He was a carpenter.
Mamátold me he made this
for me when I was little.
It broke.
It doesn't play music anymore.
How long am I
going to stay here?
Why? Someplace else
you got to be?
School.
You like school?
I have never been.
Well, somebody did a good job
teaching you English.
Mi mamá.
[phone rings]
Hey, McGee,
what do you got?
We got a lead
on one of the victims.
He was a bleachorexic.Jimmy, hang on.
That's why his teeth kept
falling out, overbleached 'em.
And I care about this why?
Well, it's something we should
all be aware of, Gibbs.
I mean, overbleaching
can cause...
Is this going someplace, Palmer?
Abby traced the type of bleach
Lucas used to
a home bleaching kit
that's available only by mail.
JIMMY:
We contacted the company.
They were able to
look up Lucas's order.
You got an address.
If I was a gangbanger looking to
store a bunch of stolen weapons,
this would
be the spot.
REEVES:
Tire tracks. Fresh.
We just missed somebody.
[music playing loudly]Maybe not.
[Spanish music blaring]
You cool, bro?
Yeah, I'm right as rain, bro!
On second thought,
shoot him!
Shoot him!
[chuckles]
Right as rain?Yeah, had him right
where I wanted him.
Is that before or after
your head went through the...
REEVES:
Is that a body?
That's three.
Hey.Hey.
You know where I can score
some crime scene photos?
I heard you hit the mother lode.
Yes.
Wow. These are fantastic.
Do we have a motive?
Well, the guy that Torres
knocked out isn't talking,
but his cell phone is.
And guess who his favorite
texting buddy is.
Who?
Javier Martinez.
The leader of La Vida Mala?
Yep.
He looks more like my mattress
salesman than a gang leader.
You have your own
mattress salesman?
Yep.
JAVIER: Before we begin,
I just want to let you know
that I am a big fan
of law enforcement.
Mm-hmm. [chuckles]
So how may I help you?
Well, Javi,
where do you want to start?
How 'bout we start
with the bodies
we found in your stash house.
Stash house?
Or, if you wanted to,
we could start with the bodies
we found at the record store.
Records? Who buys
records these days?
Or we could start
with the high-powered weapons
your crew stole
from one of our military bases.
I haven't the foggiest idea
what you're talking about.
What was one of your goons doing
taking pictures of that kid?
What?
You recruiting
ten-year-olds now?
A-Agent Gibbs, I'm a simple man
that lives a simple life.
I don't know anything
about any dead bodies.
I mean,
God rest their souls.
I-I don't know anything
about any stolen weapons.
And I certainly
don't know anything
about any ten-year-old girl.
Boom.
Aha.
I never said it was a girl.
You think you know me, huh?
Mm-hmm.
You don't. None of you do.
Living in your ivory towers
with your two parents,
your two cars,
food on the table.
Wake up, man.
The rest of us are either eating
or are getting eaten.
You see, I have
spent my entire life
around men like you, judging me.
You got something on me?
Then arrest me.
Yeah, that's right.
You got nothing
and you never will.
You're dancing with the devil,
my friend.
You have no idea
what we're capable of.
And anyone that
gets in our way,
even a little girl...
is gonna pay.
What they're capable of?
What are they planning?
And how is Elena
gonna get in the way?
Maybe she knows something.
Well, wouldn't
she have told us?
Maybe she doesn't even know
what she knows.
SLOANE: Okay,
turn your whole body into it.
[grunts]
Oh, man!
Yes!
Great shot.
Don't forget
to follow through.
But I got you here.
[gasps] Come on!
Yes!
[laughs]
Again.
Are you sure you haven't
played this before?
Don't answer that.
I don't want to know.
You want to know something.
That's why I'm here, no?
You are a very smart
little girl, aren't you?
Ah, ah. Only one
per win, remember?
But I already told Agent Gibbs
all that I know.
So you never heard anyone
from La Vida Mala
talking about any attacks?
But you do know them?
Everyone does where I come from.
That's why your mama tried to
get you out of the country, huh?
She said they brought the guns
and the guns brought the death.
And the cavidades.
Ca... cavities?
Like... [grunts]
Cavidades.
Hey.
Hey.
Where's Elena?
With Vance. Everybody...
I think I know
what La Vida Mala is doing
with the stolen weapons.
Selling them.
To who?
Not who.
Where.
Elena told me that once a month,
a "big truck" would come
into her village
filled with ice cream
and La Vida Mala would give
it all away to the kids.
Okay, that still doesn't make
any connections for me.
BISHOP: Yeah, I don't think
she's done yet.
SLOANE: Well, after
the truck would come,
Elena said
the violence would follow.
She and her friends
were too young to
make the connection,
but I think...
La Vida Mala was using
the ice cream company
to smuggle in weapons.
Exactly.She remembered the name?
What kid would forget
free ice cream?
Moochie's Creamery.
McGEE: All right.
Here it is.
Moochie's Creamery.
Based in Delaware
and they ship
internationally.
And they have
a warehouse not far
from where the
weapons were stolen.
Got it.
Rule Number 39:
no coincidences.
Wait. You know the rules?
Uh, figured it was mandatory?
Come on, let's move.[phone chimes]
Oh, uh, boss,
we may have a problem.
The motion sensor I installed
on your front door
just went off. Somebody could
be trying to break in.
My what on my what?
Well, the... I-I...
put the...
your... the...
I thought it'd be
a good idea
with Elena in custody
and everything, to put a...
Okay, in hindsight,
I probably should've asked
about it first.
Bishop.
Ice cream company.
Take Reeves.
Torres.
Peeping Tim.
On my six.
We'll talk in the car.
Hey, for the record...
...you are smarter than that.
♪
Clear.
Clear.
Bag this.
Whoever was here
already left.
Not whoever.
It was Ruiz.
Your neighbor
identified him.
Which neighbor?
The one you like.
What the hell was Ruiz
doing in your house?
They were after the girl.
He's been watching us.[phone rings]
BISHOP:
We got the weapons.
It's Bishop.
She found the weapons.
Oh, that's great.
When did you realize
he had something?
The manager at the
ice cream company
started acting squirrelly the
moment we pulled our badges.
We asked to see what
was inside the truck
and he said it was empty,
but I could smell
the rocky road.
Uh, I did more than smell.
I need an intervention.
Stop me.
Wait, so the weapons were hidden
inside the rocky road?
Well, no, that would be
really messy.
You would be
a terrible smuggler.
You have to think
outside the box.
Or in this case,
inside the box.
And... just add water.
Huh.
Your gun smugglers disassembled
the stolen weapons
and then hid them inside
these pallets of dry ice.
So, all they had to do when
they reached their destination
was turn off the AC.
And...
voilà.
Hey, is this some kind
of detonator?
ABBY:
No.
That is my
la-door keypad.
I-I found the source
of the power surge
that killed Major Mass Spec.
Traced it back
to that pad.
So it's only
a matter of time
before I figure out
who the murderer is.
Awesome.
So, how many RPGs
did you find?
There's about 20 more
in those containers.
Oh, that's a lot
of firepower.
Well, yeah,
if they actually fired.
Every single one of these
has had their spring coil
snipped.
They're disabled, permanently.
By who?
Well, that's the best part.
I was able to pull fingerprints
off the inside
of the launch tubes.
Our RPG snipper is
none other than...
Him again.
Why go to the trouble
to steal the weapons
just to disable them?
Well, Abby confirmed it.
Every single weapon's
been disabled.She sure Ruiz did it?
She said she would bet
her dog collar on it.
It doesn't make any sense.
What would La Vida Mala
want with weapons
that don't fire?
You asking me?
Go find the guy
who did it.
Still nothing on the BOLO.
Well, ATF has the ice cream
company on lockdown,
said nobody's talking.
They're all
scared of Javier.
Well, we could give it a try.
Yeah, yeah, do it and then
check in with Palmer.
Oh, I hope you guys
are going out for burgers.
It's way past dinnertime...[yawns]
...and I have one hungry
little girl here.
And a sleepy one.
We doing burgers again?
I like burgers.
[laughing]:
Really?
I had not noticed.
Elena?
I think... I think he was there.
Uh, where, Elena?
Back home.
He is the ice cream man.
Shipping company.
Check and see if Ruiz
was ever a driver.
Hey, honey.
What do you remember?
Something bad.
Take your time.
He had long hair.
He scared me.
I was crying.
And then I ran away and hid.
That is all I remember.
SLOANE:
It's okay.
It's okay, honey.
SLOANE: Hiya. We got
the ice cream company
shipping records.
And I stopped
to get some burgers
just in case you guys
haven't eaten,
which it looks like you have.
This is my second.
And Elena?
Oh, man.
She absolutely
crushed four.
I mean, that girl could eat.
Burger coma.
I'm sure it must be hard
having another little girl
back in here, huh?
You must have some
good memories, though, Gibbs.
Anyway...
Bishop and I went through
Moochie's Creamery's
employee files.
There's no record
of a Rico Ruiz
ever driving for them.
Who knows if that's
even his real name.
And they didn't recognize
his picture.
So we got nothing.
And no leads.
He could be halfway
across the world by now.
He's not.
How can you be so sure?
ELENA:
Because of me.
Huh?
He is after me, yes?
Um...
What makes you say that?
Isn't that why I'm here?
Because he wants to hurt me.
We don't know what he wants.
I do.
I think he wants
to punish me for what I did.
What are you talking
about, sweetheart?
When our boat sunk,
Mamágave me
her lifejacket.
We only had one.
I told her to keep it.
She could just hold me.
But she wouldn't listen.
It's my fault she's dead.
No.
Not your fault.
None of this is your fault.
No, it sure isn't.
Your mama did what mamas do.
She protected you.
Okay?
We're gonna protect you, too.
No one's gonna hurt you.
We won't let anyone hurt you.
[quietly]:
That's right.
Can we have hamburgers
for breakfast?
Uh...Yes.
Uh-huh.Works for me.
GIBBS:
Hey.
That you?
Nope.
DUCKY:
Well, hiding bodies
in the structural cavities
of buildings
has a long and storied history.
In fact, Agent McGee...What's going on?
I consulted briefly
with Dr. Mallard yesterday
on the case,
and since then, he's...
let's just say he has
immersed himself in things.
Oh.
Like a houseguest
that won't leave.
Yeah.
Or a fungus that, uh...
Yeah, I got it.Yeah, you got it.
I got it.
Ah, Timothy.
[chuckles]
We were just talking about you.
What brings you to Autopsy
at this late hour?
Well, uh, Gibbs wants an update.
Ah. Dr. Palmer,
it's your autopsy.
Oh. Uh, y-yes.
Okay. Thank you, Doctor. Um...
Well, all three victims appear
to have been killed recently.
I'd say in the last two days...
Give or take.
No, I'm gonna
stick with two days.
Uh, death
was from hypovolemic shock...
Yeah. They bled to death.
...as the result
of shrapnel wounds
consistent with an RPG that...
Exploded in their hands.
Doctor, maybe it's time
that we establish
some ground rules...
for how...
Wait, Jimmy,
did you say "RPG"?
Well, Abby believes
it was stolen.
[clears throat]I mean, she said
those weapons were disabled.
Yes, but she suspects
that these men were attempting
to re-enable them.
U-Um, Dr. Palmer,
if you...
Call him back later.
We found this embedded
in one of the victims.
It must have flown off
the weapon when it exploded.
What is it?
It appears to be an attempt
to replace
that missing spring coil.
Wait, so the bad guys steal
the weapons, break the weapons
and then, fix the weapons?
Maybe some
very indecisive bad guys?
Or we're missing something.[phone rings]
Boss, hey.
I just talked to...GIBBS: Stop.
Get over here.Right now?
Yeah.Okay, you got it.
Be right there.
What's going on?
All hands on deck.
All right.
Go get those
indecisive bad guys.
[dogs barking in distance]
NCIS.
Don't move.
Boo.
Hot tip: next time
you decide to break into a house
and crack open a window,
make sure the owner
likes fresh air.
[handcuffs tighten]I haven't opened
that puppy since '04.
Where's Elena?
Safe.
She's at a place
where you can't hurt her.
Why on earth
would I hurt my own daughter?
Your daughter?
RUIZ:
I'm not a terrorist.
I'm certainly not
a member of any gang.
I'm a carpenter.
Me, too.
Six years ago, my wife left me.
It's the the last time
I saw my daughter.
What were you
doing on that base?
What I had to.
I originally came to send
money back to Elena.
If I couldn't see her,
at least I could
help get her out of the slum,
you know, someplace safe.
Then, every place became unsafe.
La Vida Mala.
I heard Elena's mom
tried to get her out, but, um...
I was on that base to get
my daughter, Agent Gibbs.
Before they sent her back.
There are forms
you could've filled out.
Not for me.
I set one foot in that
immigration office,
I get arrested, and they deport
us both back to El Salvador.
Back to La Vida Mala.
It's a death sentence.
Yeah, but you were
working with them.
Like I said,
I did what I had to do.
They're the ones
who helped me get on the base.
What did you do for them?
I drove a truck.
I picked it up
in an alley in D.C.,
drove it to another alley
in Virginia.
A truck full of stolen weapons.
Yes.
Weapons I made sure
would never hurt anybody.
But Javier found out
I messed with
his toys.
He killed the men
who vouched for me,
and he put a hit
on me and my daughter.
Javier...
...Martinez?
[organ music playing]
[speaks Spanish]Gracias.
There he is.
Just a simple man,
living a simple life.
Do you mind?
I'm trying to pay
my last respects.
To the man you killed?
Wow, that's edgy.
So you boys are here
to harass me, huh?
[chuckles]
Well, get in line.
It's like a bunch of hungry pigs
at a trough.
Trying to get a bite.
But you're all gonna
go home hungry, huh?
[laughs]
Excuse me.
Not this time.
McGEE:
Oh, look at that.
Someone who's willing
to testify against you.
I guess it's time
for us pigs to eat.
[handcuffs tighten]
McGEE: Well, between
two counts of murder
and conspiracy
to commit, I'd say
we've seen the last of this guy.
What about Rico?
Well, that's more complicated.
He has no legal status,
but he is a witness
in a murder trial.
He's also a hero.
Who falsified
government documents.
He risked his life
to disable those weapons.
Like I said,
it's complicated.
It just needed a little oil.
[lullaby music playing]
Look at her.
♪
Agent Gibbs said
she thought I was dead.
She knows the truth now.
Well, I, for one,
am gonna miss the hamburgers.
[both laugh softly]
Okay.
Hello, Elena.
[sniffles]
I got this when you were born.
That's you,
that's me and that's Mamá.
The trinity.
Do you remember this day?
It's the last time
we saw each other.
It's the same day
I gave you that.
[speaks Spanish]
[lullaby music playing]
♪ Arrorró mi niño♪
♪ Arrorró mi sol♪
♪ Arrorró pedazo♪
♪ De mi corazón.♪
We had mint chip.
Yes.
And you told me
you had to go away.
Yes.
I ran, and I hid.
Yes. A-And I searched
for you for two hours.
Papá.
[crying]
My baby.
Well, that is one hell
of a happy ending.
McGEE:
Well, some days,
I really like my job.
I hear that.
Everything okay, boss?
No.
What happens now?
ELENA [crying]:
Papá.
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