NCIS (2003–…): Season 6, Episode 19 - Hide and Seek - full transcript

If you're gonna go on the attack,

you have to be prepared
for a proportionate response.

There are times when restraint
is a far better option

than engaging the enemy.

Dad.

I know your mom can be a challenge
to deal with, honey.

Uh... I heard that, Mike.

Bye, Daddy. Miss you.

[VOICE BREAKING]
Bye, sweetie. I miss you too.

[SIGHS]

What do you know?

We finally have a moment...

- alone.

[SIGHS]

[VIDEO GAME PLAYING]

Noah.

What did your father say to you
not two minutes ago?

[GUNSHOTS AND MAN GROANING
OVER TV]

Go and clean your room.

Fine, if the prince won't do it
unless the king is home,

the evil queen will.

No, wait.

You know what, Noah?
We can't go through this every time...

- Stop, no, I'll do it.
- You are 12 years old.

I should not have to do this for you.

You should be able to do this
for yourself.

No. I said I'll do it.

What are you hiding in here?

NOAH:
Nothing. It's just my stuff.

It's just Pok?mon cards.

MOM:
Really?

And what special powers
does Miss February have?

It's Eddie Kemp's.

He wants it back.

[SIGHS]

Honey,
real women do not look this way.

They airbrush out
every single pimple and scar

and anything else
they don't want you to see.

I do not know, Tony.
It is a miracle of science.

It is.

I mean, it's the weirdest thing.

Why doesn't the glue stick
to the inside of the bottle?

You must know this. McGeek, why?

- Not now.
- If not now, when?

Two minutes, 29 seconds.

What are you up to, McSneaky?

Oh. Robert Forgan hickory-shafted,
hand-forged irons.

Aren't those the same clubs
that Ducky has?

Had.

I borrowed them and accidentally
backed over them with a golf cart

- before I made it to the first tee.
- Eeh.

- Did you tell Ducky?
- Are you kidding?

If he told Ducky, he'd end up
on one of his autopsy tables.

I am gonna tell Ducky once
I successfully win a replacement set.

Perhaps if you just explained
that you...

That you destroyed
a set of handmade clubs

given to Ducky
by some Scottish nobleman?

Yeah, good luck with that.

I am in the crucial final moments
of this auction.

So if you don't mind, please.

- Of course, oh, yeah.
- Oh, yeah, sure.

[COMPUTER CHIRPS]

Aren't you supposed to make a bid?

You don't place your bid
until the last moment,

so that no one has a chance
to outbid you.

It's called sniping and...

TONY:
You didn't win.

I've been outsniped.

Speaking of snipers,
has anyone seen Gibbs?

Gear up.

You're not Gibbs.

There was a gun found
at Navy base housing.

Abby, that doesn't warrant
a team call out.

A, there are thousands of guns
on a Navy base.

And B, you're not Gibbs.

Okay, what if I told you

that the base MPs
gave me the gun to test?

Doesn't warrant a team call out.

And the gun was found
under a kid's bed.

And it was loaded.

Still does not warrant a call out.

Ugh.

And it was recently fired.

ALL:
It's not a call out.

You heard the lady. Gear up.

They only listen to their master, Gibbs.
Only you can crack the whip.

Only you can drink the swill.

It's just a gun on a Navy base, boss.

There's brain matter on the barrel,
DiNozzo.

Somebody shot someone in the head
with that weapon.

You left that part out, Abby.

That's right, people.

Mush.

Hi. NCIS. Special Agent Gibbs.

- Mrs. Taffet?
- Yes.

We need to talk to your son, Noah,
about the gun he found.

Yes, of course, come... Come on in.

- Excuse me.
- Home by 11.

That's not what Dad and I agreed to.

In case you haven't noticed,
there's been a regime change.

Next time, I'm going to Iraq.

So where did you find the gun,
Noah?

I found it at the playground.

Just lying there on the ground?

In the storm drain.

Why did you take it?

- Because he's obsessed with guns.
- I'm not obsessed with guns.

It's all he and his friends talk about.
M-4s and TEC-9s and AK-47 s.

Sorry.

Why did you take the gun?

I guess I thought it was cool.

Would you still think it was cool

if I told you this gun
was used to kill somebody?

TONY:
Naked girls and guns.

That's what childhood dreams
are made of.

Guessing we experienced
very different childhoods.

You gonna tell me that little Timmy

never had a magazine
with pictures of girls?

Little Timmy never had a magazine
with pictures of girls.

- Pictures of boys?
- As a matter of fact, yes.

It was called Scouting Life.

[LAUGHS]

I suppose you had a subscription
to Playpen by age 12.

Ten. We all chipped in.

Playpen was practically
required reading

back in boarding school.

You know what my father would have
done if he found this in my room?

Stolen it back?

Slapped me on the side of the head
with it.

That sounds vaguely familiar.

GIBBS:
McGee, DiNozzo.

Come on.

You sure
this is where you found the gun?

Yeah. It was right in there.

Do you remember
which way the barrel was pointing?

That way.

He's a good boy, Agent Gibbs.

- He wants so badly to be grown up.
- Yeah.

Well, that's always hard
when the dad's deployed.

It wasn't that easy
before Mike deployed.

I've got one entering puberty,
and another entering the house

at 5 in the morning.

GIBBS:
Are these friends of Noah's?

Yeah. That's Zane Wilson
and Travis Buckley.

They're Noah's best friends.

Excuse me a second.

Hey, guys. Travis.

Zane.

You got a minute?

So, Zane, your dad deployed too?

He talk to you
about telling the truth?

Is this where Noah found the gun?

He didn't find it.

Travis did.

- Is this an official interrogation?
McGEE: No.

Because if it is,
I should have a lawyer present.

Why?
You do something wrong, Travis?

That's called entrapment.

- Says who?
- My mom.

She's a lawyer.

- Your friends ever show you the gun?
- No.

ZIVA: Never told you about it?
- No.

Showed the bullets
in the magazine?

It didn't have a magazine.

Oh.

TONY:
So you see, the thing is, Noah,

that our lab found this sediment
inside the barrel of the gun,

but it doesn't match the sandy residue
that we found inside the storm drain.

I guess somebody
must have moved it.

Yeah. Yeah, I guess so.

Travis? Maybe.

Zane?

I don't know.

Maybe you?

So where was the gun really found?

Zane,
where did Travis find the gun?

[SNIFFLES]

Next to the dead body.

ZIVA: This reminds me of the forests
I used to have fun in as a child.

TONY:
I find that hard to believe.

ZIVA:
What? That Israel had forests?

- No, that you had fun as a child.
- Ha-ha.

Oh, sure.

My father used to blindfold us

and take us
into the middle of the forest,

and then we had to find our way out
by ourselves.

I stand corrected.

NOAH:
I thought it was right around here.

This is where you found the body?

Yeah, but...

It looks different with all the grass.

How many of you boys are Scouts?

No Scouts?

Anyone remember
the position of the sun?

Landmarks? Streams?

Fallen trees?

Unusual looking rocks?

It was next to that tree that Travis said
looked like a naked woman.

TRAVIS: I did not.
- Did so.

- Did not.
- Totally did, Travis.

TRAVIS: I didn't say naked.
- Hey, guys.

We're not gonna spend the night
dodging trains and pulling leeches

out of our underwear.

Got me?

Stand by Me, a little movie reference.
Kiefer's best work.

All right,
you guys can rent that movie

after you show us
where you found the body.

MOM: Their moms are on the way.
GIBBS: Thanks.

Moms are gonna help us
find the body?

They're not coming
to help find the body.

They're coming to be with them
when they do.

Oh, right.

[PHONE RINGS]

GIBBS:
Yeah, Abs?

ABBY: Got something on the gun.
GIBBS: Be there.

- Ziva, you're with me.
- Lucky you.

GIBBS: DiNozzo, you're in charge.
Find the body.

Lucky me.

Okay. Boys, focus.

Show us where you found the body.

[BO YS TALKING INDISTINCTLY]

NOAH: You're the one who told them
about the body.

TRAVIS:
What was I supposed to do, lie?

NOAH:
Yes.

TONY:
McGee, do you have any idea

what world of pain these kids will be in
when their dads get home?

Did you ever see
The Great Santini?

I don't need to see it. I lived it.

Oh, yeah. I forgot old man McGee
was Navy, wasn't he?

That's right.

Yep, this was my childhood.
I was just like these kids.

Which one were you?

The skinny one, the quiet one,
or the one with the hot mom?

Boys.

Hey, I've been running the DNA
from the brain matter on the gun.

No matches yet.
I don't have any results back yet.

I didn't say I didn't have anything.

- This gun was used to commit...
- Murder, yeah.

I already know that, Abs.

Do you know who was shot?

I can do better than that.
I can tell you who fired the weapon.

Wrong window.

McGee has me
babysitting his auctions.

Okay. Victim: Leonard Caswell,
postal worker.

He was shot at point-blank range
by Robert Perry, his neighbour.

It's kind of funny. A non-postal worker
going postal on a postal worker.

Not funny like "ha, ha" funny,

but funny
like comically absurdly amusing.

Funny like ironic.

Comedy is very subjective.

That is a four-year-old case, Abby.

You said
the weapon was recently used.

It was. It just picked up
some experience before that.

Four years ago,

the gun was evidence
in Robert Perry's murder trial.

The murder weapon.

Somehow the gun got out
and into the hands of a 12 year old.

Who held the evidence?

We did.

It was an NCIS case.

McGEE: You know, Noah,
I got my first merit badge

when I was about your age.

NOAH: Oh, yeah?
McGEE: Yeah.

Do a lot of very cool stuff as a Scout.

Camping, tracking.

You even get to wear
a special uniform.

Are you trying to talk him into it
or out of it?

McGEE: Hey, you poke fun
all you want, Tony.

Scouting teaches you skills.

For example, did you kids know

that when something
dies in the woods,

it affects animal behaviour?

That's right.

Mountain lions, for example,

kick up piles of pine needles
to mark their find.

Bears will leave their bite marks
on trees.

Oh, hold on.

What do you got there,
McRanger Rick?

Some animals mark their territory
by regurgitating their food.

That's where Zane barfed
when we found the body.

And there's Travis' naked woman.

- Where?
TRAVIS: This way, over here.

ZANE:
That's where the body is.

TRAVIS' MOM: Travis, be careful.
- The body is right over here.

It was here.

Is anything where you say it is?

Seven years in Tibet
and we've got nothing.

I wouldn't say nothing.

ZANE:
What is it?

McGEE: Maggots.
ZANE: Eww.

Looks like piece of an ear.

Holy Blue Velvet, McGee.

There was definitely a body here.

Where's the rest of it?

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

Crime scene's a quarter mile
from the playground.

Only sign of a victim we got
is an ear.

- The boys?
TONY: Sent them home.

Daniel McBoone
is doing his best tracker thing.

- But we should send in the dogs.
- Your call.

You just find the body, DiNozzo.

All right.

The body was dragged
then vanished.

Tyre tracks.

The body didn't vanish.
It was wheeled away.

The tread's pretty narrow.
Kind of waffle-y.

Ziva gets to go home.

And we're stuck out here
with the maggots.

I love the outdoors.

[INSECT BUZZES]

I checked their evidence log,
pulled the file on the murder case.

Agent Cassidy's case.

ZIVA: The killer, Robert Perry,
worked for the Navy.

He stole the gun from its legal owner
then used it to commit murder.

After the trial was over
and appeals were exhausted...

Gun was returned
to its original owner?

Yes. To this man.

Peter Draper,

who claims that his wife
did not want him to keep a gun

associated with murder,
and so he sold it to a pawnshop.

It didn't stay there long.
I finished running ballistics on the gun.

I matched it to two other crimes
in the last two months.

The gun was fired both times.

Pawnshop owner sold the gun.

Or pawnshop owner
held up two convenience stores.

Unlikely.

Ziva, pull case files from Norfolk P.D.
Find out who bought that gun.

[SNORTS]

You heard her.

I could get used to this.

Don't.

TONY: I thought Scouts helped
little old ladies and sold cookies.

I didn't know they trained you
to track dead bodies.

You learn to read changes
to the terrain, Tony.

Oh, my God.

Lost the trail on the asphalt.

Oh, really?

Admit defeat, McGee.

I'm going to call
1-800-CADAVER-DOG.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Bird faeces.

Birds circling.

- You think there's a connection?
- Buzzards.

Body's not far.

It's probably within about 300 yards.

Tony, we're going to find our body.

I can feel it.

I can smell it.

I can see it.

McGEE:
Well, you know what? Call the dogs.

Call the trackers.
Call whoever you want.

I'm calling
the Rescue Response Team.

No one needs rescuing.

Well, how else are we gonna get
that dead body up from down there?

You need to be more observant,
McGee.

Did you see The Lion King?
Mother loved it.

It's not Mozart or Verdi,

but it does have a certain charm,
nonetheless.

And you, dear boy,
are a prime example

as to why the story
resonated with me.

The circle of life. Heh-heh. Hmm.

Well, in your death,
you fed several animals.

Yes, it's safe to say that you made
a mammal or two quite happy.

And a whole lot of others miserable.

Dylan Bates, 19.

Criminal record.

Whole laundry list of complaints
filed against him.

Made a lot of enemies in 19 years.

Including himself.

Based upon the abuse he inflicted
upon his own body,

vasoconstriction,
pre-cancerous spots on his lungs,

scar tissues at the antecubital fossa.

The tox screen will give us specifics,

but I think it's safe to say that
whatever his chosen poisons were,

he was smoking, drinking
and shooting to excess.

- Not what killed him.
- No.

His attempts
to abuse himself to death

was interrupted
by a single gunshot to the head.

Thirty-eight calibre.

Consistent with the revolver
that your young lad found.

Abby has the bullet.

She also has the maggot larvae
that McGee found at the crime scene.

Time of death?

Taking a liver temp
was out of the question.

- Too much time.
- Well, not enough liver.

I suspect coyotes.

You know, when I was a child,
I used to love liver.

Mother would cook the liver
of almost anything...

Duck.

Well, that was her favourite.
I preferred calves' liver.

You know,
alla Veneziana, with the onions.

- Time of death?
- Time of death, time of death.

Oh, two, possibly three weeks.

He was exposed to the elements
and animals too long

to determine
a more precise time of death.

I'll be able to narrow it down
to within a 24-hour period

when the larvae hatch into flies.

Aren't they just the cutest
little things?

That's Bob, that's Norman,
that's George.

The wiggly one over here,
he's Butch.

And that is Charlie and Xavier.

- They're all boys?
- Let's hope so.

Little girls can be such a pain.

- So can the big ones.
- Hmm.

I have more bugs from McGee.

You want to meet the beetles?

GIBBS:
I am more interested in the slugs.

The ones Ducky pulled
from Dylan Bates.

I haven't run the ballistics yet,
Gibbs.

I'm starting it now.

I've tested a lot of guns, but there's
something wicked about this one.

It's, like, possessed or something.

Is something on fire?

No, I'm just burning sage
to take the hex off the gun.

It's got some bad mojo,

and I want to get rid of it
before the babies are born.

It's an evil gun, Gibbs.

This gun kills people.

- Abs.
- I know what you're gonna say.

Guns don't kill people,
people kill people.

But this gun, it kills people.

McGEE: I can find an H-waffle
double zigzag waffle.

I can find a double zigzag H-waffle
double zigzag,

but not a zigzag
double H-waffle zigzag.

I see a fish riding a unicorn.

Even worse,
it's got a tread like a mini-ATV

but a wheelbase like a hand truck.

Oh, still trying
to get those clubs, huh?

Well, every time
I'm about to close in on a set,

I end up getting interrupted.

GIBBS:
McGee.

Uh... Matching tyre impressions
from the crime scene.

Ziva, tough time at the pawnshop?

- I hit a stone wall.
- Brick wall.

No, it was a stone wall.

I backed up too quickly.
I found the record of the sale.

The gun was sold to a man
by the name of Eddie Felson.

- Fast Eddie Felson?
- You know him?

Pfft. Well, yeah.

Former pool player.
Forced into retirement by gangsters.

He was a con man.
He was a boozer.

He was a character Paul Newman
played in The Hustler.

And his hair was perfect.

Apparently, the gun was bought
by using a false identity.

Case files, Norfolk P. D?

Two unsolved robberies,
five suspects.

One, dos, tres, cuatro, uh, five.

The name does not match
any of our suspects.

GIBBS:
No, but the face does.

Morning, Ronald, Ronnie, Ron.

Fast Eddie.

Recognise this bad boy?

ZIVA:
You should. You bought it.

Then you used it once at a Quik Stop
then again at an E-Z Mart.

Slugs you left as souvenirs
match the gun.

Your caseloads must be light.

I didn't think you guys bothered
with small-time crooks.

Only when they become
big-time murderers.

We found a slug
from that same gun in Dylan Bates.

[SIGHS]

Finally got what he deserved.

- Wasn't me.
ZIVA: You knew him?

You couldn't drive through Norfolk
without knowing Dylan Bates.

Guy was like a one-man menace
to society.

He menace you?

He stole my car and my girlfriend.

Wow. Nice car?

That gives you a motive
and a murder weapon.

I wouldn't waste a bullet on Bates.

Why don't you save it for the jury.

I'm sure they'll be just as moved
by your touching story as we were.

Wait.

[EDDIE SIGHS]

I hit those convenience stores,
okay?

But I'm not going down
for some murder that I didn't commit.

And we should believe you
because...

Because I ditched the gun
a month ago.

Where?

A dumpster behind the Safeway
on West Franklin.

Hold on. There's our Fast Eddie.

Date and time match up with when
he claims to have ditched the gun.

He may be tossing it right there.

Keep going.

Whoa, hold on.

- Something got his attention.
- Zoom it in.

See what chicken man's up to.

Find Joey.

[CLASSICAL MUSIC
PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

Abs, music?

I know.

I can barely stand it.

I can't focus.
It's affecting my cognitive function.

I'm getting agitated.

It's not for me, it's for them.

Playing classical music for babies
is supposed to increase

their spatio-temporal reasoning
and increase intelligence.

If I keep listening to this,
I'm going to turn into a psycho killer.

[CHANGES MUSIC TO ROCK]

[SIGHS]

Abs, our killer?

The slug that Ducky pulled
from Dylan Bates' body

matches the gun.

But the brain matter
on the tip of the gun

does not match Bates.

- Which means...
- There was a second victim.

Gibbs, that gun, it's bad news.

[TYPING]

We've got a second victim.
DNA on the gun didn't match Bates.

I'll contact local LEOs. Maybe they
already found our missing victim.

We talked to the manager
at the Chirping Chicken.

He wouldn't divulge his secret recipe,
but he did identify our dumpster diver.

Joseph K. Ellis a.k.a. Joey.

Hasn't shown up for work
for two weeks.

McGee.

McGEE:
Joseph K. Ellis. Navy brat.

Spent the majority of his childhood
at Norfolk.

Recently tried to enlist
in the Navy himself, but was denied.

And here is why.

Criminal record.

McGEE: Charged with armed robbery
as a juvenile.

And he had an accomplice.

GIBBS:
Dylan Bates.

Our neighbourhood bully.

Our bad penny.

Bring in Ellis.

That's it.

Guys, I have...

I've got a match.

So what, McGee?
Is there a wagon derby in town?

Abby,
these are not just any wagons.

These are Wagon Boy
all-terrain wagons.

Look at the size of those wheels.

ABBY:
Bigger isn't always better, McGee.

- Those are cool tyres.
- Yeah.

Yeah, you see the...

The zigzag double H-waffle
zigzag tread on those tyres.

It's a Wagon Boy exclusive.

McGee, you're like a little kid
on Christmas.

I canvassed the base housing
at Norfolk,

collected as many as I could find.

Doesn't seem to be
any obvious signs of blood.

Well, let's look
for the not so obvious.

Let's.

You know,
I always wanted one of these.

- You never had a wagon?
- Nope.

We had a tortoise.

Okay.

ABBY: We used to ride Herman
everywhere.

Well,
except at Grammy Sciuto's house,

because he ate
her prize-winning petunias.

Dad always said that we could
get a wagon after Herman died.

Those tortoises,
they live, like, forever.

So whose wagon is it, McGee?

The one
who is not getting theirs back.

[DOOR OPENS]

He doesn't know I'm here?

No.

[DOOR OPENS]

GIBBS: Hey, Noah.
- I'm not thirsty.

GIBBS:
Well, it's not for you.

Orange.

You remembered, Agent Gibbs.

GIBBS:
I remember what's important.

D'ARC Y:
Noah.

You understand
you are not under arrest here?

This is just an interview.

You don't have to answer
any questions.

Do you understand?

Okay.

Agent Gibbs.

So, Noah,
do you know what forensics are?

Fingerprints and stuff.

Mm-hm.

Yeah, an example:

We found your fingerprints
on your wagon.

It's no big deal. It's your wagon.

- Yeah.
GIBBS: Yeah.

Yeah, but we also found
some other stuff.

Found blood
that matches the body you found.

Do you know what that means?

Noah, it means you lied to me.

Remember at first when you
didn't tell me the truth about the body?

You remember how I found out?

I will get the truth.

The thing is, the longer it takes,
the farther away the killer gets.

Who are you trying to protect?

[SOBS]

- We're going to take a break here.
- No.

I killed him. I did it.

It was me.

Why would you do that?

He picked on me and my friends.

He beat us up. He stole my money.

Somebody had to stand up to him.

Where did you get the gun?

- I found it.
- Where?

I don't remember.

Do you remember what Dylan said
just before you shot him?

People always say something.

"Don't shoot."

Huh?

What did Dylan say?

Um...

I don't remember.

I don't believe you.

You don't forget something like that.

[SOBBING]

You must really love whoever it is
you're trying to protect.

But I can't help them
unless you tell me who it is.

He did it to protect me.

It was my dad.

My dad killed him.

Come on, baby.

Push.

That's right. Come on, squeeze.

Ducky, it's happening.

Look.

DUCKY:
Aha.

ABBY: I think it's a boy.
- Oh, the miracle of birth.

ABBY:
Okay.

DUCKY:
Okay.

- Got him.
- Okay.

Hold George.

Hello there, George.

Their first baby pictures.

All right, smile.

- I am smiling.
- No.

- George.
- Ah.

I think it's a variety of Calliphoridae.

Uh-oh. You might want to rename
George, Georgina.

Well, as long as they're healthy.

You were right, Ducky. Blowfly.

Phormia regina.

I like that.

Welcome to the world, Regina.

GIBBS: You did not care much
for Dylan Bates.

Nobody did. The kid was bad news.

Your son says you killed him.

TONY:
He was so scared you'd be arrested.

He tried to cover up your crime.

GIBBS: Yeah, when that didn't work,
he took credit for it.

You're basing your investigation
on the word of a 12-year-old kid?

He overheard
you threaten Dylan Bates

two weeks
before he was found murdered.

"You touch a hair on my son,
I will hunt you down and kill you."

Strong words.

Yeah, okay. So?

I threatened him. Yeah.

You a man of your word, Mike?

Noah thinks you are.

He thinks you'll protect him.

Whatever it takes.

You don't know what it's like.

Going off to the other side of the world
to protect your country,

but then you can't be there
to protect your own family.

You want to protect your family?
You tell the truth.

Did you kill him?

He was a bully. He had it coming.

But I didn't do it.

Why did you leave town so quick?

Scheduled to deploy.

No, you were scheduled to deploy
in May.

You requested an earlier deployment.
Why?

[SIGHS]

Family needed the money, okay?

So I moved up
to take a haz-duty slot.

Prison's pretty hazardous too, Mike.

You know, if I killed somebody,

I'd want to get as far away
from the investigation as I could.

You got pretty far, pretty fast.

Stand by, commander.

DUCKY:
They've hatched.

We were able to tabulate
the postmortem time interval.

Bates was shot and killed
15 days ago.

Yeah, well, that's three days

after Commander Taffet
deployed to Iraq.

I'm afraid you'll have to hatch
a new theory

as to who killed Dylan Bates.

GIBBS:
DiNozzo.

Oh, hey, boss.
No luck tracking down chicken man.

Joey Ellis, dumpster diver.

Not answering his cell phone.

And no one's at his apartment.

Waiting on a warrant,
but car's nowhere to be found.

ZIVA: Co-workers have not seen him
in two weeks.

It looks like he murdered Dylan Bates
and someone else, then skipped town.

Just spoke with Ellis' mother.
She's got a house on base,

but has been deployed overseas

in Yokohama.

Hasn't spoken to her son
in nearly a month.

- Father?
- Died in combat when Ellis was a child.

- The second victim, McGee?
- Checked with Norfolk P.D.

No unsolved murders with victims
shot in the head in the last month.

I'm also trying to match the DNA taken
from the brain matter found on the gun

with DNA collected
from missing persons.

- Long shot.
- Yeah, it could take a couple weeks.

Dig deeper into Ellis' history.

Until otherwise, he's our primary.

ZIVA:
A local base resident gave us this.

Bates and Ellis
obviously knew each other for years

before something came
between them.

Hey, boss. Found something here.

Joey's mother's been deployed
for the past three months,

but according to phone records,

there were outgoing calls
made from her house

as recently as a couple weeks ago.

DiNozzo, Ziva. Norfolk, go.

Come on, Scout Boy.
You're with me.

Do you smell what I smell?

Mm. I'm sorry. You can't talk to him.

He's upset. He's had enough.

GIBBS:
We're not here to see Noah.

Is your daughter, Rebecca, home?

[WHISPERS]
Clear.

[PHONE BEEPS]

Found Joey Ellis, boss.

Looks and smells
like he's been dead for a while.

Gunshot, left temple.

Yeah, how did you know that?

Yearbook. He's a southpaw.

What difference does that make
if he was murdered?

Not murdered. Suicide.

There's no gun here, boss.

Didn't expect one.

You got something you wanna tell me
about Joey Ellis?

Joey Ellis?

Yeah. He's dead.

Joey's dead?

You found his body
after he killed himself?

[CRYING]
He was my best friend.

Dylan tortured Joey all his life.

Got him into drugs.
Convinced him to commit that robbery.

He didn't even want to do it.

It's so stupid.

That's what prevented Joey
from getting into the Navy.

Dylan ruined Joey's life
and threw it back in his face.

Taunted him about it,
made fun of him every day.

Joey couldn't take it anymore.

I tried to talk to him about it
but he couldn't see a way out.

Here.

You blamed Dylan
for Joey's suicide?

So you took the gun, decided to do
what Joey couldn't bring himself to do.

- You killed Dylan Bates.
- No.

I just wanted him to know
what he had done.

I wanted to show him.

This is the gun Joey used
to kill himself.

He tried to grab it.

It just went off.

- Rebecca...
- I'm so sorry, Mommy.

MOM:
Oh, honey.

Why is it always the case that when
two people struggle over a gun,

one person never shoots the other?

The gun miraculously just goes off.

Abby said it was an evil gun.

McGEE: Well, Legal said Rebecca
Taffet's got a pretty strong case

for involuntary manslaughter.

- Yeah, well, she'll need a good lawyer.
- It's taken care of.

Travis' mother
is gonna represent her.

Was she the mom you were hot for?

[COMPUTER CHIRPS]

- Tony?
- Shh. In a second.

Securely hidden in the shadows,

the cunning marksman waits patiently
for the perfect time to strike.

[LAUGHING]

You are looking at the proud owner
of a vintage set

of Robert Forgan handcrafted,
mint-condition golf clubs.

- That's impossible.
- No, nothing is impossible.

I'm a sniper.

Same exact set Ducky had.

Twelve hundred for the clubs.

Let's say a $100 finder's fee,
McGee.

Except Ducky's a righty.

Huh?

These are left-landed clubs, Tony.

- Huh?
- You just wasted 1,200 bucks.

No.

[TONY GROANS]

Maybe Ducky swings both ways.

Thousand bucks and they're yours.

Why would I buy a set of clubs
that Ducky could not use?

Why?

Oh, gee, let me think. I don't know.

Because if you don't buy them,
I will tell Ducky that you destroyed

his one of a kind, handcrafted,
hickory-shafted, vintage golf clubs.

I think you just did.

Let's call it even, Timothy.

That jazz-guitar album
that I borrowed from you...

My original vinyl pressing of
Django Reinhardt's Crazy Rhythms?

Yeah, you were right.

It was unique. It was original.

It was autographed.
What happened to it?

Good question.