NCIS (2003–…): Season 4, Episode 11 - Driven - full transcript

WOMAN:
Retesting evasive driving techniques.

Third time's the charm, Otto.

You can do it.

[TYRES SQUEALING]

Give me a 180, Otto.

Yes.
Didn't touch a single cone on that run.

I would call that a pass, baby.

Phase 2.

This one's for you, Torsten.
Go for it, Otto. Make me proud.

Avoiding civilian casualties
during high-speed egress.

Whoops.

Sorry about that, Torsten.

[LAUGHS]

Need to recalibrate
the braking-to-surface algorithm.

That was my fault, Otto. Not yours.

Test concluded.
Take me home, Otto.

Mm.

Still a few bugs to work out,

but Otto and I are both feeling much
better about the drive-off next week.

Oh, note for Jamie.
Fuel-pressure gauge is fluctuating.

[GASPS]

Malfunction in the electrical system
at 0638. Initiating software shutdown.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[SEABROOK COUGHING]

Exhaust in the cabin.
Otto's core is frozen.

I'm hitting the kill switch.

[GRUNTING AND COUGHING]

Come on. Come on.
I'm trapped in the--

WOMAN:
Lights, please.

From the video presentation,
it's clear that sexual harassment

can take many forms
in the workplace.

A co-worker with elevator eyes
looking you up and down.

A co-worker shows you a cartoon
or photo of a sexual nature.

- If you're lucky.
- A co-worker's hand

"accidentally" brushes up
against your body.

If you're really lucky.

Physical contact can be divided
into three categories.

Green light includes
normal behaviour.

Yellow light includes
borderline behaviour

such as hugging someone or--

- Yup?
- What's wrong with hugging people?

| hug people all the time.

You may see it as friendly, but
your co-workers may find it offensive.

You guys get offended
when l hug you?

ALL:
No.

MAN: Of course not, Abby.
TONY: No, no, no.

I'm hugging you all
in my mind right now.

DOD policy is very clear
about this point, miss.

You must first ask permission
before making physical contact

- with a co-worker.
- Like, every time?

Yes.
And finally, there's red-light behaviour

such as deliberate,
unwelcomed touching.

TONY:
Aah!

Another question?

Yeah. What if you slap someone
in the back of the head like this?

Would that be considered
inappropriate behaviour?

Absolutely. Are you saying
that this has actually happened?

No, l wasjust wondering. That's all.

Yes?

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

PALMER: Yes. What if part of yourjob
- Gibbs.

includes touching naked people,
and--

That's inappropriate at any time.

Even if they're dead?

Why are you touching
dead, naked people?

Well, you see, I work in Autopsy--

Look, can we try to keep
this discussion focused on the topic--?

Gear up.

Navy lieutenant's been found dead
in an R & D facility in Fairfax.

Wait, I can't mark you as attending
unless you're here for all of it.

Uh, Ms. Taylor,
I will take excellent notes for them.

Okay.

GIBBS:
Ducky won't be here.

He's got to take his mom
to the hospital.

PALMER:
ls Victoria all right?

GIBBS:
Well, she cut herself shaving

and for some reason,
he thinks you can handle this, Palmer.

Uh, what do you think,
Agent Gibbs?

Well, I don't know, Palmer.
You got me a TOD?

Yes. According to the liver probe,

she died
two hours and 18 minutes ago.

Does it tell you how?

Actually, the probe only tells you
the difference between

ambient temperature and--
But you already know all this.

Tentatively, I'd say she died
from hypoxia, Agent Gibbs.

- Carbon monoxide poisoning.
- Most likely.

In 68 percent of cases
it's accidental.

And, uh, the other 29 percent
they're self-inflicted.

GIBBS: I'm more concerned
with the 3 percent you left out.

McGEE: He's talking about the ones
deliberately murdered this way.

GIBBS:
How'd she get on the floor?

A co-worker found her
in the passenger seat in there.

Door still closed
and the engine running.

He drove it out, attempted CPR.

- Tony's taking a statement now.
- What kind of vehicle is this?

It is a second-generation,
fully autonomous

- AI operated vehicle, boss.
- Well, yeah.

I can see that, McGee.
I mean, other than the obvious.

Wait, you actually understood that?
You know what it does, then?

Yeah. Your basic second-generation,
Al autonomous stuff.

- Where the hell does the driver sit?
- That's the point. There isn't one.

It drives itself.

Boss, Al stands for
artificial intelligence.

It's a robot.

MAN: All I'm saying,
Agent DiNozzo, is our entire team

is under a tremendous amount
of stress.

We're competing
against dozens of teams.

Three and a half years of work,

and it all comes down to
a single proof-of—concept test.

- Robot car race?
- In crude terms, yes.

- What do you get if you win?
- Recognition in my field.

TONY:
What about one of those cool trophies

like they hand out in NASCAR?

I wouldn't know.
I'm a scientist, not a redneck.

It is the fastest growing sport
in the country.

I rest my case. In my opinion,
it's clear what happened here.

When I found Seabrook,
she was sitting in Otto

with the diagnostic bay doors
closed and the engine running.

What's that tell you?

- You think she killed herself?
- I do.

What about an accident
or a malfunction?

All she had to do to shut Otto down
was to flick the kill switch.

It was right in front of her
on the dashboard.

Look, obviously, she couldn't face
her own faults and missed deadlines,

so she took the coward's way out.

- That's enough, Torsten.
- She's dead, Russell.

There's no need for you to continue
the charade of defending her.

I'm Dr. Pike, project leader.
Where is Lieutenant Seabrook?

Could you stop?

Can |--? Can I see her?

Roni.

What have you done?

- Ziva, you have really gotta see this.
ZIVA: See what, McGee?

McGEE:
It's an Atlas-Seven CPU.

The same one developed
for the Martian rovers.

And how does this pertain
to the case?

It doesn't.
I just thought it was cool.

If you think about this--

[BOTH GRUNTING]

That better be your handcuff.

I believe this is a classic
yellow-light situation.

[ZIVA GRUNTING]

- Stop moving. My hand's stuck.
- Okay.

That's not the only thing that's stuck.
Make that red-light situation.

ZIVA:
Ooh...

What are you doing?

Investigating a dead Naval officer.

That's a $22 million
piece of equipment, you--

You people are jeopardising
my entire project.

We're doing ourjobs.
What did you find?

Ah...

It's a USB cable. Still attached
to the console in the passenger side.

Also bagged a battery
for a laptop in the front seat.

I removed the laptop.

- We'll need it.
ENGLER: Absolutely not.

It contains a backup copy
of Otto's Al.

Well, whatever that is,
we'll need that too.

That is Otto.

ZIVA:
Already got it covered, Tony.

Tow truck should be here
any minute now.

This is our only prototype.

You people-- You people are--
You're--

We're cops. Federal agents.
Police officers.

Uh, maybe if you sound it out,
it's easier.

You know, English as a third language
is always the trickiest one.

I'll take the laptop now, please.

PIKE: I've known Roni
for almost ten years, Agent Gibbs.

She was one of my brightest students
at MIT.

An exceptional mind.
Light-years ahead of her peers

when it came to the field
of artificial intelligence.

- Machines that can think.
- Yes.

GIBBS:
So that Humvee can think?

Only about driving.
An easy task for you or me,

but for a machine it takes
millions of calculations a second,

and complex reasoning skills.

Well, according to the Navy,
your thinking car

is a joint project
with them and Azeon.

They've been very good to us
as far as R & D resources go.

Meaning money?

And Lieutenant Seabrook's time.

We're gonna need your security tapes
and access logs that you keep, doctor.

She wasn't even supposed to be here
this morning, Agent Gibbs.

She worked late last night. |--

I gave her the morning off.

She didn't take it.

She died in your garage
0640 this morning.

She must have come in
to run a test. She's, uh--

Was a perfectionist. Never satisfied.

Traits I'm afraid I encouraged her in.

Sitting in a running vehicle inside
an enclosed space is not a bright idea.

Trust me, Agent Gibbs.
Roni was not the type to kill herself.

- What type was she, doctor?
- Driven.

ZIVA: Lieutenant Seabrook's
Naval career was most unusual.

No deployments, and as far as
I can tell, she never set foot on a ship.

Well, she was an egghead.
They don't recruit them to fight wars.

ZIVA: No, just to build machines
for fighting them.

- Maybe she had enough.
- Enough of what?

You'd be surprised how many weapon
designers take their own lives.

I might have a better motive.

Azeon had everything
leveraged on Otto.

It fails the drive-off,
the company goes bankrupt.

- Sabotage.
- Someone wanted them to fail.

Curious to know what follows
red-light behaviour, Ziva?

Uh... Potential pregnancy?

That's a good guess,
but not in this case.

Check this out.

I ran the security footage
taken from the lab.

0115. Last two people present
were our lieutenant and this guy.

Azeon's chief mechanic,
Jamie Jones.

Hold onto your socks.
It gets a little steamy.

What about the video
from this morning when she died?

Oh, yeah. Why didn't I think of that?

Someone erased it.

The last image taken from any camera
stops at 0537 this morning.

And then nothing but snow.

She was murdered.

[ELEVATOR BELL RINGS]

- Did you find my bag, Mr. Palmer?
- In the trunk of your car, doctor.

Oh, thank you. I'm sorry
if I seem a bit flustered today.

Well, it's understandable, doctor.
Where did your mother cut herself?

Well, let's just say
that a woman in her 903

should not be using
a straight-edge razor when grooming,

and leave it at that.

Are you hiding a secret from me,
Mr. Palmer?

It's nothing
to be embarrassed about.

I'm thinking of doing
the same thing myself.

- You are?
- Yes, only in my case,

l have to be careful of heart strain
and muscle fatigue.

How long have you been pumping?

Heh. |-- |-- I wouldn't
call it pumping, doctor.

Well, whatever they call it
these days.

- I'm impressed with you.
- Really?

Yes, you've certainly got yourself
in shape. Hmm-hmm.

Have you joined a gym?

A gym? Yes. Yes, I have.
A few months ago.

- What do we got, Duck?
DUCKY: Ah.

Mr. Palmer's initial assumption
was correct.

Lieutenant Seabrook died
of carbon monoxide poisoning.

Tell me something I don't know.

The levels of CO in her blood.
Five times the fatal dose.

Yes, she was probably
rendered unconscious

in less than 30 seconds.

- Not possible unless she was--
DUCKY: She was breathing in

the exhaust fumes
directly from the tailpipe.

Or someone pumped it
into the vehicle.

Which makes sense
in light of what else I found.

Evidence of assault.
Look at her wrists. They're bruised.

She was restrained.

And I also found
what appear to be bite marks

on her inner thighs and back.

- Run a rape kit.
- I did. That's when I found this.

An intrauterine device.
More commonly known as an IUD.

Has anyone else wondered how they
get those little things in there? Heh.

That probably sounded
a lot more inappropriate than I meant.

- Do you think, Palmer?
- As l was saying,

when I ran the rape kit,
I found fresh male genetic material.

From last night
or early this morning.

Abby's running the samples now.

I also found traces of engine oil

and a particular kind of lotion
on her hair and skin.

The main ingredient was pumice.

- Grease-monkey soap.
DUCKY: Yeah.

Except her nails and hands
are clean.

The skin is soft,
no calluses to speak of.

- Not her soap.
DUCKY: No.

She certainly wasn't a regular user.

Thanks, Duck.

Did you learn nothing in that class
this morning, Mr. Palmer?

Jamie Jones was arrested in 1998
for assault and battery on his girlfriend,

and she dropped the charges
and married him six months later.

Well, there's no accounting for taste.
Look at Britney and K-Fed.

At least she was smart enough
to ask for a divorce.

So was Jones' wife.
Divorced three years ago.

- Ooh, and there's a restraining order.
- Shocking.

Not on him.
He got it against his ex-wife.

TONY: Lieutenant Seabrook
wasn't alone at Azeon last night, boss.

She was with a mechanic.

Yeah. The Azeon security cameras
caught it.

- And there was evidence she was--
- Sexually assaulted?

- Ducky thinks she was raped.
TONY: Yeah, check this out.

- You get a warrant yet?
- Yeah.

Jamie Jones.
Ziva and l were gonna pick him up.

Not anymore. You're processing
the lieutenant's apartment.

- Boss, what about me?
- You get with Abby.

CO levels in that vehicle
were off the chart.

You find out how he did it.

Ah.

- Letting me drive?
- No, I'm meeting you there.

I need to drop something off
at the hospital.

What?

A stool sample.
Would you like to see it?

You want me to stab you in the eye
with my knife?

Huh.

McGEE: Abby?
- Over here.

McGEE: Over where?
- Over down here.

I'm trying to decide if this is
a yellow-light or a red-light situation.

[LAUGHS]

ABBY: You only wish
I was still sexually harassing you.

So, uh, Gibbs wants us
to figure out how so much CO

got pumped into the vehicle's cabin.

Okay, first of all, McGee,
his name is Otto.

O-T-T-O. It's a palindrome.

And second,
he is so much more than a vehicle.

I've never seen programming
like this.

It's complex, elegant, visionary.
It's way out of my league.

- You?
- I got lost about 50 lines in.

Seabrook was operating
on a whole different level.

If they used the Al to sabotage
or redirect the exhaust

into the ventilation system,
that could take us months to track.

- Make sure you tell Gibbs that.
- I did.

I told him we needed help
from the Azeon people.

- How? Right now they're all suspects.
- That's what he said.

Great. Well, how long
did he give us this time?

Today.

ENGLER:
This is completely unacceptable.

When do we get our vehicle back?

GIBBS: When we're done with it.
- Doing what?

Figuring out how it was used
to kill Lieutenant Seabrook.

Are all NCIS agents this stupid?

Mr. Engler. Insulting our guest
won't bring Otto back here any sooner.

Of course. My apologies.

How long will it take for you
to figure out

- Roni killed herself, Agent Gibbs?
- Who said she killed herself?

She was the only one down here
this morning.

You mean except for you?

Torsten, take a break.
|'|| handle this.

Well, you'd better, Russell.

He's jeopardising the entire future
of this company.

What he was trying to say
was that this proof-of-concept test

is make-or-break time for us,
Agent Gibbs.

- Reschedule it.
- I tried.

The DOD won't budge on the dates.

Dozens of teams are flying in
from all over the world.

Then you'd better help me find
Lieutenant Seabrook's killer.

Where's your chief mechanic?

Jamie? No. No, not possible.

He got along very well with Roni.
They were very good friends.

He sexually assaulted her
in this garage last night.

JEANNE: Have you been watching
all these medical shows on TV lately?

They're absurd. I mean, come on.

- Definitely yellow-light.
JEANNE: Cytology tests take 72 hours,

but Dr. House gets his results back
in ten minutes. It's ridiculous.

In the entertainment world they call
that suspension of disbelief.

Tony.

[JEANNE CH UCKLES]

- Hi.
- What are you doing here?

Oh, well, I was in the area
and I thought I would, uh, drop this off.

- You found it.
- Yes, I did.

Thank you.

Uh, who's the guy
molesting your neck

- over there?
- Oh.

Just curious.

Am I detecting
a little bit of jealousy here?

Huh. Me? Ha, ha. Jealous?

Yeah. Who was he?

- He's gay.
- Okay. Good.

[CHUCKLES]

What's next?
Insisting that I can't see other people?

Oh, no. That would--
That would just be cruel.

You're the one who was too busy
last night.

Yeah. And I'll make it up to you.

- When?
- Tomorrow.

- I promise.
- Promise?

- What's that? Marking your territory?
- No, just a reminder.

Just until you make good
on your promise.

Huh.

Looks like she did a Trading Spaces
with John Nash.

Russell Crowe played him
in A Beautiful Mind,

the Ron Howard movie
about the insane mathematician.

What kind of tests
are you getting done?

Why? Are you worried about me?

You're keeping a paper bag filled with
crap in your desk. What do you think?

I think you should go
and check the bedroom.

That is,

unless you want me
to come with you and help.

What?

Just wondering if offering
to take me to a bedroom

constitutes sexual harassment.

Well, if you have to ask,
then it's not harassment.

ZIVA:
Tony, get in here.

ljust found Jamie Jones.

[JONES GRUNTS]

Untie me.

ZIVA:
What do you think, Tony?

TONY: Well, you saw the video of him
assaulting Lieutenant Seabrook.

Doesn't explain how he ended up
tied to her bedposts,

with a ball gag in his mouth.

Well, have you ever heard
of accomplices?

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

TONY:
Oh.

- Tony.
- Am I catching you at a bad time?

Uh, what can I do for you?

Tomorrow night I was thinking sushi.

There's a great new place
in Georgetown.

TONY: Okay.
- Oh, don't sound so excited.

I'm at work. But right. Got it. Okay.

[BOTH GRUNT]

What part of inappropriate touching
don't you understand?

ZIVA:
Uni Hospital.

Test results came back already?

I'm pregnant.
McGee's gonna be very proud.

What are you looking at?

Keep an eye on the jump suit.

Seabrook's got a bunch of MP3 files
on here.

All created over the last 24 hours.

ABBY: Do you think
she was illegally downloading?

No, they were recorded
with a laptop's microphone.

I think she was making verbal
observations while running her test.

I'm going to line up
the time stamps.

She might have made a recording
while she was dying.

ABBY:
So she was in the passenger seat.

Probably buckled her seatbelt.

If she was tied to something,
what would she be tied to?

Hmm.

[GASPING]

McGee. McGee.

McGee. McGee.

McGee.

McGee, help me.

McGee.

[COUGHING AND GRUNTING]

[ABBY COUGHING]

McGee. McGee.

Help.

It won't open. The kill switch.

[ALARM SOUNDING]

GIBBS:
Cover your face.

ABBY:
Aah!

[ABBY COUGHING]

Permission to hug.

GIBBS: You know
you never have to ask, Abby.

- What happened?
GIBBS: Get the chair.

I almost bought the farm, McGee.

[ABBY GASPING]

I saw that old lady
telling me to run to the light.

Boss, my back was only turned
for a few seconds.

A few more seconds, McGee,
she'd be dead.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah. Really light-headed.

Boss. Evidence cage called in
an emergency.

It was me, DiNozzo. Stand down.

- You attacked the car?
- Car tried to kill Abby.

I think there was a short.

When I tried to unbuckle
my seatbelt,

it pinned me back and the windows
shut, and the engine started.

It triggered all the doors in the car
to lock.

And then the whole cabin
filled up with exhaust.

A few minutes more
I would have been singing hymns

with my angels right now.

Abby, I'd have noticed before then.

Then I would have hugged you,
McGee.

So Lieutenant Seabrook
was killed by a malfunction?

- Too many variables.
- It was deliberate.

The lieutenant was set up
to look like suicide.

I think it's time we had
a heart-to-heart with Jones, boss.

How'd he do it?

It's not a damn quiz, McGee,
find out!

- I'm on it.
- What'd you say to Jones?

Nothing. He's been asking
about Lieutenant Seabrook.

Acting like she's still alive.

- Come on. Ducky's checking you out.
ABBY: I'm fine.

GIBBS:
It's not a request, Abby.

This is not good.

Look, this is all just a big
misunderstanding, Agent Gibbs.

All you have to do
is call one phone number, man.

GIBBS: Lawyer?
- No. Roni.

Look, I know what it must look like
back at her apartment, but--

Lieutenant Seabrook's
your girlfriend now?

Yeah. Look, we worked together
for a few years.

We started dating
maybe six months back.

- Dating?
- Yeah.

What's that look like?

It's a stupid game, man.
Only when we're alone.

You like games, Jones?

We're just role-playing, all right?
It's not like we're freaks.

[JONES EXHALES SHARPLfl

Come on. Am I going to lose
my security clearance over this?

You almost killed
one of my people today.

- What?
- That damn Humvee you used

- to kill Lieutenant Seabrook.
- Roni? What are you talking about?

Roni is downstairs, Jones.
On a steel slab.

This is one of herjokes, right?

Is she behind the glass? Huh?

Because if you are, Roni,
this isn't funny.

Roni?

Tell me that's not real.

[JONES CRYING]

I did it, Abby.

I know how they got in.

How did you know I was here?

I didn't.

- Abby, I'm sorry for--
- I know.

I thought you were supposed to ask
for permission first.

Never with you, Tim.

He's telling the truth.

Just a quick test run
and she's coming right back to him.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

- Yeah, Gibbs.
ABBY: McGee figured it out.

Right with you, Abs.

The reason we couldn't find
how they hacked

the AI programme was they didn't.

They snuck in
before the system was even online.

Makes sense.

There were a series of commands
inserted into the flash memory

of the bios at boot-up.

They waited until the conditions
were met, and then bam,

killer-car syndrome.

McGEE: Once executed,
they purged from memory.

The only trace left, an extra space
on one of the motherboard's bio chips.

I figured it'd be something like that.

Right.

Um, we know the programme
was flashed from a physical device

- that was tied into the system.
- Memory stick.

SD card. We just need to find it.

When we do, we'll have the killer code
and a clue to who wrote it.

I think we lost him.
We need to try it again, but slower.

So, what you're saying
is we need to find something this small

in a Humvee jammed
with $22 million worth of electronics.

Pretty much.

We're screwed.

That is an excellent point.

- You wanted to see me?
- You have plans tonight, Tony.

Actually, no.
Tomorrow I'm going to a--

It wasn't a question.

We've had these three
under observation

ever since you tagged their bags
at the airport.

They made reservations
for dinner tonight here.

The reservation is for four.

I wanna know
who they're meeting with.

TONY: Excellent. I've always wanted
to try the food at this place,

but it's a little outside
of my price range.

JEN:
Mm. You won't be inside.

We couldn't risk them ID'ing you as
the baggage handler from the airport.

So, what's the plan?

We're going to take
a more covert approach on this one.

Oh.

Did I ever tell you
covert's my middle name?

[SINGING]
In my perspective

I see the people
From the big jet plane

The woman looks Teutonic
She drinks a vodka tonic

And two bald men sit with her
Waiting for a fourth

They're not going to order
That main course

Until that person come

[DOG HOWLING]

Hey. Everybody's a critic.

Amscray. Get out of here.

WOMAN 1: I'm not sure.
He called me, like, a week ago.

WOMAN 2:
Oh, really?

JEN: Keep your eyes
on the prize, Tango-Eight.

I may even let you keep
the money you're making.

[SINGING]
Oh, sorry

I just do what / can

You're not gonna sing
the whole thing, are you?

I've gotta do what / gotta do
I’m just a man

Oh, speaking of man

Another man
Walks through that front door

Wearing a polka dot scarf

Will he join the table?
[don't know

Yes, he does
And greets the pretty lady

What do they say?
Who knows?

He's sitting at the table
With the other people from the plane

Stay steady on the target,
Tango-Eight, I want his photo.

Isolate and freeze frame.

TONY [SINGING]:
They are having a conversation

A heavy, heavy, conversation

That man talk, talk, talk a lot
He talk, talk, talk a lot

Jenny,
do you think I've been made?

Do you see what I see?

JEN:
Relax, Tango-Eight.

I'm sure he's just checking
his reflection in the glass.

ABBY: Hey, what was that movie
where they took the whole car apart?

McGEE: I am not Tony.
- Come on, you know the one.

They were looking for heroin
and they took apart that entire car?

Still not Tony.

Abby, I think I found it.

- That's it. That's the kill programme.
- Yes.

That's a good job.

Now put it back together.

[MCGEE EXHALES SHARPLfl

- As in now.
- Gibbs, what's the rush?

GIBBS: The directorjust assured
the secretary of the Navy

we were handling this thing
with kid gloves.

ABBY:
Well, we didn't get that memo.

Because, you know,
we're wearing latex.

GIBBS: They want a team
from Azeon to come by and check

and make sure
we didn't break anything.

- When?
- Two hours.

Boss, it took us ten
just to take it apart.

Yeah, that's why I brought you help.

Man, Roni would be in tears
if she saw Otto like this.

Can you do it or not, Jones?

- Does he have to run?
- It'd be nice.

ZIVA: You all right?
TONY: Define all right.

Find out the results
from the medical tests yet?

Not yet.

What time is the Azeon team
getting here?

[LAUGHS]

Forty minutes ago. You fell asleep.

Gibbs and Jenny are stalling them
in her office now.

If you've discovered the problem
with the vehicle we can fix it.

It wasn't a problem. It was sabotage.

ENGLER: By whom?
- An expert in artificial intelligence.

Well, then it wasn't Jamie.

It must be one of the companies
we're competing against.

They know that they
can't beat us in a fair fight.

The winner of the drive-off
gets the entire DOD contract,

Director Shepard,
not just the Navy's.

The Navy's banking on you, doctor.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

It's why I've agreed to the secretary's
request that you visually inspect Otto.

When?

Right now if you'd like.

Agent Gibbs,
would you mind escorting us?

Where's Otto?

Gibbs?

We have let a robot killer Humvee
loose on the streets of Washington.

Uh, technically, director, it's a
second-generation, fully autonomous--

I don't care what it's called. Find it.
Fast.

- BOLO. On it, boss.
- I'll take the beltway.

Abby and I will see if we can access
Otto's system remotely.

I think I might be able to help
with that.

Someone had to send Otto
a remote command

and navigational data.
All we have to do is find it--

So we can back-trace it
to our bad guy.

If we access the vehicle,
can we remotely operate it?

- Yeah. I've seen Roni do it before.
- How?

I don't know, man,
I'm just a mechanic.

This AI stuff is way out of my league.

Okay, what's your job
during test runs?

l monitor stuff like tyre pressure,
fuel injectors--

- How?
- I have my own programme.

- I mean, I could try.
- Do it.

All right. But even if I get in,

all I can tell you
is stuff like oil pressure and fuel levels.

Navigation, external sensors,
that's all handled by scientists.

All right, I'm in. Now what?

- Just sit back and let the scientist--
- Kick all kinds of major ass.

Roni would have
really liked you guys.

Okay, Abby. We are in sync.

We're now following the same stream
back into Otto as Jamie's programme.

Jamie, what's the most complex
sensory monitor with this?

- Um, I'd say fuel injectors.
ABBY: When something goes wrong,

do you just monitor it
or is there something you can do?

l have the ability to tweak parameters
to avoid engine damage.

That's our way in.
Is that programme on here too?

Yeah, it's, uh, right there.

Great. Before we were just receiving,
now we can send.

Tweak something.

- All right, uh, what?
- It doesn't matter.

I just need to follow it downstream
back into Otto.

Okay. Um...

How's that?

I'm in.

I'll pull up
the navigation subdirectory.

Accessing Otto's onboard GPS.

- It's stopped.
- It's right off of Route 123 in Fairfax.

Go, McGee.

I'll keep working on back-tracing
the guy that sent him there.

ZIVA:
Clear.

They took our chip, boss.

GIBBS: When I told you
to put this car back together,

I didn't mean put it back together
with the only piece of evidence we had.

I didn't. We put in a copy.
Abby's got the original.

Otto has five stereo cameras.

Hoping one of them got a picture
of our guy.

TONY: We're definitely dealing
with someone on the inside.

They knew
where Otto's cameras were.

The only picture I got is this.

TONY: That thing
takes worse pictures than you do.

They went to a lot of trouble
to get the chip back. Why?

Like you said,
it's the only evidence we have.

They know we can link it to them.
How?

There weren't any prints
on the surface.

The programme's in
assembly language. I'm not sure.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Yeah, Gibbs.

I back-traced the connection used
to activate Otto.

They're in Azeon's network.
They're online right now.

I even have the-- Gibbs?

Ugh.

Don't worry, Jamie.
We are gonna get this guy.

PIKE:
You're sure about this, Agent Gibbs?

We sure about this, McGee?

Well, Abby gave me
the specific IP address

for the computer used to access Otto.
I'll know it when I find it.

- Which one was it?
- We're working on it.

[COMPUTER BEEPING]

Boss? IP address matches this one.

Engler.

ZIVA: Hey!
JONES: You bastard! You killed her!

ENGLER: Get him off me!
JONES: What's the matter?

- You couldn't share the limelight?
- Why would I kill Seabrook?

You were jealous of Roni
from the moment you met her.

That's ridiculous.
If anything, she was jealous of me.

I demand to know
what proof you have against me.

- This.
- A flash chip?

It was used to kill
Lieutenant Seabrook.

The one you took from the vehicle
was a copy.

Let me see the code.

Everyone here
has their own specific style.

I can tell you with certainty
who wrote that one.

As can I, Engler. May I?

You're mistaken, Agent Gibbs.

This chip is blank.

Let him go.

- Boss?
GIBBS: Let him go.

He's the one who found Seabrook.

If he wanted the chip back, he would
have taken it before anyone got there.

Dr. Pike,

the only thing you erased
from this chip

were my photos.

The real chip's in the evidence locker
at NCIS.

She thought of you like a father.

She was supposed
to take the morning oft, Jamie.

It was an accident.

I would never, never--

Who was supposed to drive Otto
that morning?

Me.

You senile old fool.
You were trying to kill me.

I did it for all of us.

He owns half the company.
When Otto wins that race,

we would have been stuck
working with him forever.

Nobody deserves that.
You smug bastard.

I never should have brought you
in on this.

- Look, he's destroying...
- If red light is for sexually assaulting

a co-worker,
what colour is for murder?

- Uh, how does black light sound?
- Works for me.

- Hey. It's late. Go home.
- Just, uh, doing a little research.

On what?

ZIVA:
Y. pestis.

A very nasty illness.

It can cause permanent damage
to the heart, lungs and kidneys.

And in some cases, patients can
relapse months, or even years later.

- Tony had it.
GIBBS: I know, Ziva. Iwas there.

Did you know that he had
some tests done recently?

And he's been wearing
a hospital bracelet on his wrist?

Nope.

I asked him why,
but he won't tell me.

Then he's probably got
a pretty good reason.

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

So, uh,

can I take this thing off now?

[TONY CLEARS THROAT]

I haven't made up my mind yet.

Okay. You do know that
it's for the psych ward, right?

Yeah. Oh, yeah.
I picked it out special for you.