NCIS (2003–…): Season 6, Episode 5 - Nine Lives - full transcript

Oh, crap.

Rob? It's Liz from next door.

Hello? Rob?

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NCIS Season06
Episode05 Nine Lives

I don't speak Hebrew, but I'm
pretty sure you just swore.

What happened? Your Men of Mossad
calendar get lost in the mail?

Women of Mossad calendar
get lost in the mail?

If you must know, it was an
airline reservation that got lost.

So going to Israel, huh?

Not if I cannot get a
seat on the flight I want.

What?

Is it a what... or a who?

Now you're speaking in a
language that I do not understand.

- Weren't you just in Israel?
- So?

What is it that is
bothering you so much, Tony?

- Do I look troubled?
- As a matter of fact...

Are you getting so hot
and bothersome because,

um, you think I may
be having a little fun?

Yeah. Gibbs.

As you know, people go
on vacations all the time.

- Normal people.
- I am normal people.

You're normal people like the people
from Ordinary People are normal people.

Grab your gear. Dead Marine.

Well, DiNozzo, she got
the bothersome part right.

Oh, my.

She's not evidence, Tony.

Just capturing the scene
of the crime, probie.

Poor girl does seem very upset.

Catch or cut?

Go ahead. Cut it.

Glad the poor girl's not my neighbor.

Just walking in, helping herself.

That's because you're a woman, who's on
her way to Tel Aviv. If you were a man...

Well, let's just say I can understand why
the Lance Corporal was so generous with his...

tools.

Background, DiNozzo?

Liz Adler. 28 years
old, recently divorced...

The victim.

Sorry. Uh, that's Lance Corporal
Rob Brewer. I thought you meant...

Stationed at Quantico, scheduled to go to Iraq
in a few days, has already served two tours there.

Lived alone. According to Liz, the...

Next-door neighbor, uh, said that the house belonged
to his parents, and Brewer moved in a year ago.

Nothing apparently
missing from the house.

No evidence of a break-in.

Safe to say he died of exsanguination.

Bled to death.

Four to six hours ago.

Somebody wanted to make
this poor fellow suffer.

Or talk.

Never seen anything like it before.

Rope?

Not the rope. It's what's on the rope.

The mold, Gibbs. The
mold is fascinating.

Did you know there's over
100,000 species of mold,

which is why it's not very surprising
that I haven't matched it yet.

See these little conidiophores?

That means that the mold is in
the sexual phase of reproduction.

In a few days, these little appendages
will sprout out from the center, and then...

well, then we all
know what happens next.

Are you enjoying yourself, Abs?

Yes.

But you're not. Sorry.

I did better with the fingerprints.

Most of them were Brewer's.

The bloody ones were from the
next-door neighbor that found the body.

But on the toolbox, mother lode.

Fingerprints belonging to Brewer's old squad
leader, retired Marine Sergeant Jack Kale.

Guess how long he's been
retired? That's right three weeks.

Guess why he retired.
Not in a guessing mood.

Okay. When he got back
from his last tour of duty,

Sergeant Kale was diagnosed with
hypereosinophilic syndrome, or HES.

It's a blood disease, Gibbs.

That's why he retired
from the Marine Corps.

He had a bad reaction to the medication,
and he got psychotic and aggressive.

I sent the info to McGee.

Thanks, Abs.

You can go back to your mold now.

Ah, Gibbs. You say the sweetest things.

Mepolizumab.

Yep. It's spelled like it sounds.

Can you check your other store?

Spoke with Kale's company commander.

Says Kale had a reputation
as volatile, tough on his men.

Probably even tougher on his meds.

- Where is he?
- That's a good question, boss.

He booked himself into the Freemont
Inn near the base three weeks ago,

right after he was discharged. He stayed
there six days, and then he was gone.

Credit cards?

Hasn't used them since. No forwarding
address, no calls from his cell.

Got something, boss. Kale's illness.

Well, I don't have Kale's
illness, but Kale does,

and he is taking a trial medication to
get rid of it; it's called mepolizumab.

It's classified as an orphan
drug, which is an FDA distinction.

It's basically created to
encourage the development...

Point is it's new. There's only three people
in the DC area taking part in the trial.

Manufacturer.

Manufacturer ships it directly
to the users each week.

Just sent me a patient list.

And look at that, here it
is. Jack Kale. 2388 Montague.

DiNozzo, you're with me.

On your six, boss.

No car.

Probably out on his daily torture run.

Two men, one armed.

NCIS! Freeze!

Easy, easy.

Gibbs.

What the hell are you doing?

- There you go.
- There's gonna be payback.

Sure. You lost a fight with a door.

I wouldn't try to get back at
Gibbs. Don't forget to ice that.

Because...

he's a key witness, the key witness
in a murder trial starts tomorrow.

- Still got to talk to him.
- Why?

Marine from his unit was murdered.

Kale a suspect?

I'll know after I talk to him.

When'd it happen?

- Early this morning.
- Well, you got the wrong guy.

Kale's been locked up with us for
two weeks; couldn't have done it.

Then it won't hurt to ask why his
prints were at the crime scene.

Defense lawyers find out Kale's being
investigated, he'll be discredited.

Marine was tortured, Tobias.

Kale might be able to help
us find out who did it.

Nothing official.

No tapes, no notes. And it happens
right here, right now, in front of me.

Tough on a Marine, huh?
Being cooped up like this.

Yes, sir.

I've already told Agent
Fornell everything.

What do you want to know?

How your fingerprints got on
Lance Corporal Brewer's toolbox.

My toolbox.

He's my friend. I let him borrow it.

Why? What's going on?

Brewer's dead, murdered.

No. Can't be.

Those tools, your tools,
used to torture him.

- Who?
- You tell me.

I have... I have no idea.

All right, Agent
Gibbs. Interview's over.

What interview, Tobias?

Hey, good luck with your investigation.

Who are you prosecuting
anyway? You never said.

No. No, I didn't.

We get back, want you to find out
about the case Fornell's working on.

Think he's hiding something?

I think they both are.

FBI sure has their
finger in a lot of pies.

Terrorism, drugs, organized crime...

Uh, Alec, what are crimes
that land people in jail?

No, the question is What are cases in court tomorrow
involving an FBI agent by the name of Tobs Fornell?

Uh, what is...

You are right. The FBI does
have many fingers in many pies.

Captain Melville. Wait
a second. Moby Dick.

Sounds fishy; it's
got to be a pseudonym.

Pseudonym. Explain.

Well, sometimes the FBI will
use a phony name on a case

if they're trying to hide the
identities of people they're prosecuting.

And Fornell gave us nothing?

Well, wasn't in a giving mood.

Though he was generous
enough to give Kale an alibi.

You think Fornell would lie to Gibbs?

If he felt he must.

Says the woman who's being "evasive" to
her friends about her "vacation" to Israel.

I am intrigued by how
intrigued you are by this, Tony.

And I am curious that you are curious
that I am intrigued. What's his name?

I do not believe I said I
was actually seeing anyone.

Although it would be very difficult to
go to Israel and not see anyone at all.

It is quite populated, you know.

Oh, that's cute. I don't see why
you're having trouble admitting this.

You know, you were in Israel for four months.
Plenty of time to hook up with someone.

In that amount of time, Tony would've
hooked up with several someones.

What is it you really
want to know, Tony?

- Depends, Ziva.
- On?

On what it is you don't want me to know.

Sorry to interrupt you guys, but I
just got into the FBI's true name file.

And look who is listed with
Captain Melville's Fish & Tackle.

- None other than Rick Azari.
- Fornell's big fish.

No wonder he's keeping his
cards so close to his breasts.

Torture as a device to bring about
a confession has been around since,

well, before the Middle Ages.

Back then it was considered a
necessary part of the judicial process.

Maybe that's how lawyers
started to get a bad reputation.

Perhaps.

But it's a nasty business,
especially for the lower classes.

A commoner for example, was considered
constitutionally incapable of honesty in court

unless he or she were tortured.

Doesn't seem like a very reliable
method for getting at the truth.

Quite right, but, as you can see,
the process persists to this day.

I had a very funny brush with
torture once in Edinburgh.

I performed an autopsy on a fellow
whose torturer had taken his entrails,

mixed them with oatmeal,
and made himself a haggis.

You done?

Uh, yeah, well, I, uh...

I now know how Lance Corporal
Brewer spent his last hour.

Ragged cuts to his hands and forearms.

Probably using this half-inch chisel.

Defensive wounds.

He fought hard to get away.

Notice, however, the
pattern of these cuts.

Precise. Methodical.

The slashing designed to inflict
the maximum pain, but not death.

At first, I thought it
was the X-Acto knife.

I now know it was the trusty box cutter.

Poor lad passed out at some point.

I swabbed his nasal passages.

Abby confirmed the presence
of ammonium carbonate.

Smelling salts.

They revived him and then
the torture continued.

Yeah. This is the fatal blow.

A single deep puncture wound.

It breached the femoral artery.

They put the poor lad out of his
misery with a Phillips head screwdriver.

Torturer got what he needed.

Boss. Found out who
Fornell is going after.

Rick Azari. 53 years old.
Born in New York City.

One of the most notorious
criminals on the East Coast.

He was a onetime protg to
Colombian-American crime boss Alonzo Torres.

After Torres was sent to prison
by the FBI, Azari took over.

He was 25 years old.

Lot of funerals the
year Azari took over.

And he ruled that way ever since.

Tried for murder twice,
walked both times.

Now the FBI has another shot.

Azari's being charged for the murder of a
drug dealer by the name of Randall Carlson.

Kale was the only witness.

No wonder Fornell's protecting him.

Azari goes down for
murder if Kale testifies.

- If not...
- Azari walks. Again.

Boss, you're not gonna like this.

Just got an e-mail from a friend
at the US Marshal's office.

The FBI has signed a deal with Kale.

What kind of deal?

Immediately after the trial, Kale is going
to be put into the Witness Protection Program.

So even if he did murder
Brewer, we'll never know.

Will be like he never existed.

Just like Fornell wants it.

Can't believe Fornell
lied to Gibbs again.

Well, technically, he did not lie.

He just simply withheld information.

But why would one friend
withhold information from another?

Maybe that friend felt it was
the best thing for everyone.

Best for everyone? Or best for herself?

- Her?
- Or him.

What are you doing, McProbie?

You writing Fornell's eulogy?

- I'm checking Kale's cell records.
- Why?

Because Gibbs is extremely pissed,
and I think that he would want me to.

What are you doing?

Whatever Gibbs would want
me to get started on doing.

Agent Fornell.

- Gibbs?
- Upstairs. Conference room.

Hi...Bye.

For a guy that's about
to be handed his head...

He seems to have it
firmly on his shoulders.

Calm before the storm.

Gibbs versus Fornell. It's like
Frazier-Ali or Rocky versus...

everyone.

Haven't seen that look since
I proposed to your ex-wife.

You got something to tell me?

Spare me the drama, Jethro.

You know damn well I couldn't tell you about
Kale's immunity, not without risking my witness.

Your witness may be a murderer.

Kale was in our safe house at
the time that Brewer was killed.

I-I'm pretty sure we've
already gone over this.

Who was babysitting him? You?

My men. Come on, Jethro.

Prints on an old toolbox?

We both know you don't
have a leg to stand on.

- And what's that?
- A leg.

Couple Marines in Kale's former unit saw Kale
and Brewer arguing outside a bar last month.

Two drunk Marines bumping
chests... that's your case?

The argument was
about a third Marine--

a PFC Michael Strauss.
Also in Kale's unit.

- You talk to him?
- Working on it.

He's on a four-day leave.

Oh, well.

You got a medicated Marine with an anger-management
problem and his prints at the murder scene.

What is it you're
hoping to find, Jethro?

The truth.

What are you McDoing, McGee?

Working on Kale's phone records.

Thought you already McDid that.

I did, but as it turns out, all activity on
Kale's cell phone suddenly stopped three weeks ago.

Well, that makes sense. That is when
he was placed into protective custody.

FBI probably gave him a
clean phone. We would have.

Which is why I've been trying to
breach the FBI's clean phone list.

So far, I have had no luck.

You ever heard of a good
old-fashioned paper trail, McGoo?

'Cause that's what's on
top of your head right now.

I got Kale's phone records
of the last four years.

See that prefix right
in front of your face?

That is Boynton Beach,
Florida, my friend.

Boynton Beach. You know what they
got there? Sun, sand, old people.

What is your point?

Kale called the same number every
Sunday morning for the past four years.

- What do you think that means?
- His parents.

That's right. Mother. According to
his file, his only living relative.

You're right.

I will run her phone records and see
if there's been a new number calling.

I like to get to the bottom of things.

It's my specialty.

I, um, I did a little research on Azari.

School paper?

I found out you two go all the
way back to your probie days.

25 years.

26. I knew Azari when he was
only a kid, no more than a lackey.

He was a wheel man for Alonzo Torres.

Until you brought Torres down.

That bust gave me a career.

Meanwhile, Azari quietly
took over the reins.

Killed at least five his first year.

Probably a dozen more since.

It's nature of the job. You cut
one head off, another grows back.

I could have had him.

When I took down Torres, I could have easily made
a deal to get Azari, but I-I underestimated him.

I thought he was a harmless little punk.

- You made a mistake.
- No.

Marrying your second wife
was a mistake. This...

Azari's long overdue, Jethro.
I want this son of a bitch.

Yeah. Even if it means giving
your key witness a free pass?

Do me a favor, Jethro.

Stop digging.

I give my word Kale was not
involved in Brewer's death.

Is that what you know, Tobias?

Or is that what you want to believe?

I got it!

A new cell number's been calling
Mama Kale the last three weeks.

Okay, call the number
back, trace it, and...

Done and done. It's
registered to the FBI.

You have his call list?

Oh, I got something
better. I got his location.

According to the GPS in Kale's cell, he's
not at the FBI safe house. He's in Arlington.

- The hell he is.
- Put it up, McGee.

Kale is where I put him. In our safe
house. Safe. He is not in Arlington.

That safe house on wheels, Tobias?

What the hell is going on? Where's Kale?

- In the bathroom.
- No, he's not.

I am watching him!Check him.

- He went out the window.
- Damn it!

- McGee.
- It stopped. 109 Kent Road.

PFC Strauss' apartment, Gibbs.

Let me know if he moves.

It's probably best if we hang back.

- Same thing I was thinking.
- Couldn't agree more.

- Yeah?
- Signal's still there.

Okay, got it. Signal hasn't
moved. Kale's still here.

Don't even say it.

What, through the bathroom window?

You never lost a witness?

Don't answer that.

Kale!

Stop!

Kale, what the hell are you doing?

Don't move.

I'm getting too old for this crap.

I didn't do it.

You didn't do what?

In the bedroom.

Nothing like a good manicure, probie.

Tony.

This was nothing like a good manicure.

Looks like he's pointing at something.

Yeah, same thing everything
else in this room is pointing at.

That his good buddy, Kale,
tortured and murdered him.

Why is Kale so intent
on killing his friends?

Maybe the meds he was taking
sent him into a psychotic rage.

Or maybe his friends lied to
him about a romantic attachment.

Hmm, torture appears to
be the order of the day.

Looking for these, Doctor?

Traumatic removal of the fingernails
from the first, second and third digits

of the left hand and the
second and third of the right.

Oh, that is just wrong.

Yes. Well, in some countries, fingernail
pulling is a routine interrogation technique.

Perhaps someone brought the
technique home with them.

Yes, well, it's not what killed him.

He has a fractured cervical vertebra.

Snapped his neck.

Which no doubt interrupted
his central nervous system.

Try to close his mouth.

Yeah, too much resistance.

First stages of rigor.

Smallest muscles
first. Hands, feet, jaw.

Yes, it appears this Marine is
trying to tell us something. But what?

Are you still sure this guy was in your
custody the night of Brewer's murder?

I stand by the word of my men.

Maybe you should stand by
the open bathroom window.

- Azari's trial begins tomorrow.
- That's a r-letter day.

The whole case hinges on Kale's teimony.

- You can't have him, Tobias.
- You want Azari to walk?

What's the prosecution's
closing argument?

It takes one murderer to know another?

Kale's not a murderer, boss. At least,
he didn't kill Strauss. He couldn't have.

Strauss died at least four hours ago.

That's one hour before Kale
arrived at the apartment.

- I'm taking Kale.
- You can have him.

After I interrogate him.

Got that look, boss.

- Take him in.
- Got it.

And don't let him out of your sight.

Told you to ice that baby.

- Here you go.
- What's that?

My locksmith. He's really
good with bathroom windows.

Move. Now.

It's okay, Stefano.
He's a Fed. Harmless.

So, you one of Fornell's boys?

Boys? NCIS.

You won't have protection
like this in prison.

So, what brings you down here, Mr. NCIS?

Two dead Marines.

- I'm sorry for your loss.
- Yeah, you will be.

Must be frustrating, huh?

I mean, a whole army of suits like
you can't take down one guy like me.

Back up.

Am I intimidating you?

No, only one guy's ever intimidated me.

He's been in prison for 26 years.

Well, you're gonna see him soon.

What, this case? There is no case.

I don't care what those
witnesses saw. You got nothing.

Yeah, boss. The preliminary
police report. I'm on it.

Right, okay.

You lose something there, Tony?

Just my ability to snoop around Ziva's
desk without anyone noticing anything.

Did she say anything specific to
you about taking a trip to Tel Aviv?

Yeah.

She did?

So, what did she say?

That she's taking a trip to Tel Aviv.

Thanks for bringing me up to speed.

By the way, boss wants you to take a look at the
preliminary police report of Azari's murder case.

The slaying of that drug
dealer, Randall Carlson?

Why can't we ask Fornell?

Because the case didn't
originate... with the FBI.

Local LEOs handled the
preliminary investigation.

Gibbs asked you to get
that file, didn't he?

Fine, McGee.

I was trying to delegate, but if you're
gonna be too lazy to take this responsibility,

I guess I will do it myself, as soon as I
finish doing what you're no longer seeing me do.

Okay.

But you know Ziva will kill you if she finds out
you're doing what I am no longer seeing you do.

Then it's a good thing
you're not seeing me do it.

- Oh, hey, Abby-Normal.
- You got to see this.

Um, I would love to, but listen,
I'm kind of busy, and I...

Look.

- Rope.
- Oh, it's not just any rope.

It's moldy rope. And it's
not just any moldy rope.

This moldy rope that was used to tie up Strauss is
the same moldy rope that was used to tie up Brewer.

I'm sure of it.

Major Mass Spec is still chewing on
it, but I know he's gonna agree with me.

I just have to identify
the strain of mold.

That's pretty interesting,
Abby. Listen, I just have...

I'm pretty sure that it's a
relative of stachybotrys chartarum.

I mean, relatively sure it's a relative,
but you know how relatives can be.

I mean, I still can't believe
that my adorable little niece

is related in any way to
my stinky little brother.

You need to put the mold on hold,
give the rope a little slack.

Boss wants us to take a look at
the original crime involving Azari.

The one Kale witnessed?

The one Fornell is desperate to reel in.

- What are we looking for?
- I don't know.

Phosphor? That's weird.

Why would the dead drug dealer have
phosphor on the soles of his shoes?

Why did you sneak away from
the safe house to visit Strauss?

Could have just called.

I did. Didn't get an answer.

Neither have we. Why did you go see him?

- I was worried.
- Why?

News of Brewer's death would
have hit him pretty hard.

- They were tight?
- Like brothers.

But you and Brewer
were a different story.

A couple of Marines overheard a
violent argument between you two.

It was nothing. Just a disagreement.

About what?

Money? Girls? Iraqi war policy?

Drugs.

Buying or selling?

Using.

- Strauss had a problem.
- Strauss?

Then why fight with Brewer?

I tried to keep the lid on Strauss
when I was his squad leader.

When I was retired,
that job fell to Brewer.

You thought he was dropping the ball.

It's not easy walking away
from your unit, is it, Sergeant?

No, sir.

You're still looking out for your men.

Tell me what you saw the night
Randall Carlson was murdered.

Don't answer that. Excuse me.

- This is an official interrogation.
- I'm aware of that, Tobias.

Asking him about the
Azari case is off-limits.

If this guy's testimony doesn't
match up word for word...

Well, then, he better get it right.

What did you see the night
of the murder, Sergeant?

I was walking out of the Red Arrow
Diner, walking west on High Street.

Where Randall Carlson, scum-sucking
drug dealer, is parked down the street.

Probie, sit. Under that street lamp.

Why do I have to be the lowlife,
scum-sucking drug dealer?

If the shoe containing phosphor fits...

Then a car containing Azari and
an associate pulled onto Atchison.

Whoa, my ninja. I'm Azari.

- Why you?
- Azari's got swagger, flair, panache.

But I'm the assassin.

Style over substance.

Thank you. That's very understanding.

The Beemer pulled up
to a late-model Caddy.

Azari got out. The other
guy got out of his car.

- Carlson.
- Yeah.

Azari approaches him.

Says a couple of words,
makes a couple of gestures.

A moment later, Azari pulls out a gun.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Azari unloads
his pistol into Carlson.

Then Kale saw it all from here.

No, back, far corner.

Good view.

What else did you see?

I saw that lowlife take another life without
even batting an eye. Isn't that enough?

You feel so strongly about it, why did
you wait until morning to report it?

I was scared.

Decorated Marine. Three tours in Iraq.

Battled Taliban insurgents in Afghanistan
before that, and you were scared?

You're 30 feet away.
Assuming a two-to-one scale...

Then Kale positively identified
Azari from 60 feet away.

Assuming he had 20/20
vision, it's possible.

Not possible. It is
anything but possible.

It is impossible, which
is what not possible means.

Abby.

Kale would have had to have had more
than 20/20 vision to identify Azari.

He would have needed night vision.

The phosphor on Carlson's shoes
was from a broken streetlight.

You could have just turned it off, Abby.

Yeah. Sorry.

A punk like Azari shows you a handgun, and
all of a sudden, you turn into a coward?

Yeah, you weren't scared. You were protecting
someone. Who were you protecting, Sergeant?

Are you sure the streetlight was busted?

I confirmed it with the City
Street and Sanitation Department.

There is no way Kale
could have seen anything.

Unless he was much closer.

Much, much closer.

Damn you, Kale.

Tell him what you saw.

The truth, Marine.

Started with Strauss.

He went to score some coke.

Brewer went with him, but
it was just to stop him.

All these guys wanted
to do was deploy to Iraq.

To back up their buddies.

They would've been court-martialed
if they were linked to a coke deal.

They lived to be Marines!
You know what that's like!

You weren't there.

If they said they saw
it, then they saw it.

You lied. You weren't there.

- I was protecting my men!
- Protecting?

That's some protection, Sergeant!

Your men are both dead, and
you just set their killer free!

I understand. Yes, sir.

- Get him back to the safe house, Rivers.
- Yes, sir.

He's promoting me to head monkey.

- Kale.
- Come on, Kale. Let's go.

Director wants him on ice.

Case isn't about him. It's about Azari.

- What case?
- Are you quitting?

Sometimes it's good to
know when you're beaten.

What do you want me to say, Tobias?

You made a mistake. It's not the
first. It certainly won't be the last.

Forget about it. What's next?

Okay, McGee, what do you see?

Crunch Berries cereal.

Okay, now what do you see?

French vanilla ice cream
with chocolate sprinkles.

Interesting. All right, how about now?

Come on, McGee, say it. We're grownups.

Sex. Say it.

- Sex.
- Mold sex.

I mean, it's practically mold porn.

Why are you showing me mold porn?

Because this stachybotrys
chartarum was on...

the rope.

The same rope that was used to kill
two Marines in the past two days.

Particularly when you consider
just how rare this mold is.

It's okay, McGee. It's
deadly, but it's sealed.

Now all I have to do is match it.

McGee!

Give the guys a little privacy.

Azari has three witnesses that put him in the park
playing horseshoes at the time of Strauss' murder.

I got four at a bar playing darts with
Azari at the time Brewer was ceiling surfing.

Seven witnesses.

All bought and paid for.

He doesn't need to buy anybody. Gets
what he wants through intimidation.

They found Kale's FBI guard
unconscious in the garage.

His gun and his car are missing.

You got to be kidding me!

DiNozzo.

Contacting Base Security.
Putting the yard on full lockdown.

Ziva.

Security breach at gate six.

FBI car just rammed through the barrier.

How the hell did he
get off a military base?

Ask Rivers when he wakes up.

Base Security's designed
to keep people out, not in.

You mean like a
bathroom window, DiNozzo?

Putting a BOLO out on the car, boss.

- Don't need a BOLO.
- We don't need a BOLO.

Get units over to the courthouse.

He has eluded prosecution
from two previous murder cases.

No sign yet of the high-priced defense team, but
we are still awaiting the arrival of Rick Azari.

There are more whispers of mistrial
from sources close to the proceedings...

I don't see Kale.

which could mean this
is Azari's lucky day.

Or his last.

While Azari is actually most
known for his alleged participation

in the expanding cocaine
trade on the East Coast,

- this trial is about murder.
- Yeah. Gibbs.

Gibbs, you're not gonna believe this.

Azari filed a lawsuit against the contractor
who built his house in Virginia Beach.

- Guess why.
-Mold problem.

An independent lab ran
tests for the lawsuit.

The rare mold found in Azari's basement-- it
matches the moldy rope used in both murders.

This trial for the murder of Randall
Carlson has been pending for weeks.

He was a Virginia resident with two...

Gibbs, there's Azari.

for the sale and
distribution of narcotics.

He was killed in a
late-night... Quick! George!

Better get out of here by 500.
Got reservations at The Palm.

Azari!

- You killed my men.
- He has a gun!

Hurry up, man.

Don't bother, Stefano.

If he had the balls to pull the
trigger, I'd already be dead.

Kale! No!

- Put your weapon down, Jack.
- Listen to him.

Son of a bitch killed my men.

We know that. We got
evidence to prove it.

He'll pay. Not like this.

Come on. Don't get the
kid's hopes up, Toby.

You and I both know
how this is gonna end.

He's right. He's gonna walk.

Trust us, Sergeant.

Yeah, trust them, Sarge.
They got a great track record.

Yeah, keep going, and
get yourself killed.

By who? Him?

He came here to honor his men, right?

Then have you talk him down.

Put your hands behind your back.

I did it for Brewer and Strauss, sir.

Yeah, I know why you did it.

It was here in front of the US
District Courthouse that Rick Azari,

the alleged crime boss, was
shot and killed yesterday.

It was just moments before his
murder trial was about to...

Picked a hell of a time to leave.

I will make it up to you.

Almost forgot. It's a
long flight to Tel Aviv.

If you want, you can borrow this thing.
You know... Helps you sleep on the plane.

I am flying first class.

Never mind.

Nesi'a tova.

- See you next week.
- Yeah.

Retired Marine Sergeant Jack Kale
shot Mr. Azari in broad daylight

and in front of our cameras.

Azari and his defense team had
just arrived at the courthouse

when Kale approached, gun in hand.

- A gun we understand...
- You didn't take the shot.

Was too quick for me.

Director want to see you, too?

Yeah. I invited myself.

Ah, you'd do the same.

- She said you'd be here.
- Who?

Our ex-wife.

What are you going to tell him?

Whatever he needs to hear.

- Agent Fornell, the director will see you now.
- Thanks.

I should have seen it. Kale.

Too much detail about the wrong things.

Too much left out
about the right things.

Maybe I just didn't want to know.

You gonna tell your boss that?

I got a kid looking at a life sentence.

The director's gonna want to know why.

Yeah, Kale made his decision, Tobias.

Now he's got to live with it.

We all will.

A power struggle is already underway
among those eager to fill Azari's shoes.

Two of Azari's lieutenants were gunned
down in Southeast DC late last night.

Underworld sources believe
that Azari's former bodyguard,

28-year-old Stefano DelMar, has already
emerged as Azari's heir apparent.