FADE IN:
EXT. MARKET PARKING LOT - DAY
SARA: Micki!
SHIELDS: Hey, Sara! How are you?
SARA: Good. How are you?
SHIELDS: I missed you at the Parents' Pot Luck.
SARA: Oh, Becca had a dance recital. Your turn for snack?
SHIELDS: My turn for snack. Can you believe this? If they would concentrate a little less on snacking and a little more on the game, we wouldn't be oh and four. But...
SARA: Oh, your cart. Isn't that your S.U.V?
SHIELDS: Well, what's another ding. See you at practice.
(F/X: CART ROLLS INTO THE SUV)
(SFX: HUGE expl*si*n)
(FADE TO BLACK)
(THEME MUSIC UP OVER OPENING TITLE/ SCENES/ CREDITS AND OUT)
FADE IN:
EXT. MARKET PARKING LOT - DAY
"TERMINAL LEAVE"
(SFX: POLICE SIREN B.G.)
(SFX: VAN BRAKES TO A SUDDEN STOP)
REYES: Hey, where the hell are you going? (b*at) Gibbs. Oh you must be Gibbs. Fornell's mentioned you.
GIBBS: Did he?
REYES: Mm-hmm. Agent Lina Reyes, FBI.
GIBBS: Your driver has a lead foot.
REYES: Well, we tend to hurry when we suspect terrorism.
GIBBS: Well, so do we when the target's a Naval aviator, Agent Reyes.
REYES: A Lieutenant Commander Micki Shields. She bombed civilians in Afghanistan.
GIBBS: Accidentally. Article Thirty Two hearing cleared her of all charges.
REYES: Yeah, by us. Not the psycho's overseas issuing Jihadist threats against her and her family. Have you spoken to your director?
GIBBS: I did.
REYES: Good, then we're clear. FBI handles the investigation, NCIS protects the intended target.
GIBBS: We want copies of everything you find. Kate, check with Commander Shields. Track down the rest of her family.
KATE: On it.
GIBBS: DiNozzo, secure her home. I want a full surveillance perimeter. McGee, coordinate all feeds with MTAC.
MCGEE: All right, boss.
TONY: Oh, sounds like we're going to need the infra-red scope on this one, McGee.
MCGEE: The one that can see through walls at night?
TONY: It's better than Pay-TV and the best part, it's free.
KATE: And that's the reason why, Tony.
TONY: Why what, Kate?
KATE: You'll never get my home address.
SHIELDS: (INTO PHONE) I'm okay, Jen. I promise you. Look, see? I got worse scrapes in ejection seat training. Honestly honey, I'm fine. I've got to go. I'll see you soon. I'm going to make you Cha Cha Chicken for dinner, okay? Okay. (TO KATE) NCIS. So I take it this wasn't an accident?
KATE: We're not jumping to any conclusions, but considering all the recent threats...
(FLASHBACK EFFECTS)
SHIELDS: I thought I left that w*r behind me. My kids could have been in that car! One mistake, one horrible mistake.
KATE: I read the report. What happened in Afghanistan wasn't your fault.
SHIELDS: Well, right or wrong, it's still something I have to live with. And fog of w*r just doesn't cut it when you're looking at ten dead civilians.
DAVID: Micki!
SHIELDS: Oh, honey.
DAVID: Oh, my god. Are you okay?
SHIELDS: Yeah I'm fine, sweetheart.
DAVID: Thank god. Did you ever think you'd be happy you ran into Sara Turcott in a parking lot? So ... so do we know who did this?
KATE: Not yet, Mister Shields.
DAVID: Okay, so what? They could try it again?
KATE: Well, if they do we'll stop them. NCIS will be providing protection for your family.
SHIELDS: Too bad you weren't around to save Libby.
DAVID: Are you kidding? Libby?
SHIELDS: Yeah.
KATE: Who's Libby?
SHIELDS: Oh, our dog, Agent Todd. A nasty little thing, but the kids loved her.
GIBBS: I'll need copies of the surveillance tapes from the security camera.
REYES: You'll get them.
GIBBS: Today.
REYES: I'll see what I can do.
GIBBS: Do you know what terminal leave is, Agent Reyes?
REYES: Nope.
GIBBS: It's what Commander Shields is on. In four days she'll be a civilian, which means I won't be around to protect her. That's how long you have to solve this case.
REYES: You're giving me a deadline?
GIBBS: Don't screw up.
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INT. NCIS LAB - DAY
GIBBS: I see something.
ABBY: You see speckling, Gibbs.
GIBBS: (V.O.) No, I see a guy planting a b*mb under her S.U.V.
ABBY: Do you know how many times this has been taped over? The VCR heads have scraped it down to the plastic. And let's not forget - taken through a lens that's caked with years of bird droppings.
GIBBS: I think you can make a positive I.D.
ABBY: I'll try Start Witness.
GIBBS: What's that?
ABBY: It's an enhancement program. We do a little h*m* filtering...a little de-interlacing... algorithmic enhancement ...unsharp masking.
GIBBS: Yeah, you're getting somewhere now.
ABBY: I am, Gibbs. Straight into a brick wall. Whoever it is, he's blocked by the vehicle.
GIBBS: The reflection.
ABBY: What reflection?
GIBBS: Abs, look at the finish of the car next to it.
ABBY: You're serious.
GIBBS: Abs, look at the door panel. Dark and shiny. You can see your reflection.
ABBY: A reflection of whoever planted the b*mb. Gibbs... you're hired!
GIBBS: (V.O.) Oh, when you walked into a room...
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INT. AUTOPSY ROOM - DAY
DUCKY: I bet must've turned heads just back from the salon with your hair all done up.
JIMMY: Doctor, I'm looking at a blood type they sent over. It doesn't match Lieutenant Commander Shields.
DUCKY: Is that so?
JIMMY: Yeah. They said the only one injured in the expl*si*n was Shields.
DUCKY: They did indeed.
JIMMY: There's someone unaccounted for.
DUCKY: Mister Palmer, what I'm about to show you may force you to reevaluate your theory.
JIMMY: French fried poodle.
DUCKY: The family pet. Who was, tragically, inside the car. I can just see those FBI forensic weasels sitting around laughing, picturing what I'm going to look like performing a forensic autopsy on this poor creature.
JIMMY: What are you going to do?
DUCKY: Oh, let them laugh. Alexander The Great had a dog. A Mastiff named Peritas. Yeah, nobody laughed about her. When she d*ed, he led the funeral procession. He built monuments to her. Ordered yearly celebrations in her memory.
JIMMY: When I was a kid, I used to bury our pets under our porch until my mom found out. She was pretty upset.
DUCKY: They didn't want you to bury your pets?
JIMMY: No, we lived on the tenth floor of an apartment building.
DUCKY: Right. Ah.
JIMMY: What is it, Doctor?
DUCKY: You see that? I'm going to take a look. Open this up. Here we go. Get that up to Abby. Oh, you poor thing. This would never have happened to Peritas.
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INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY
GIBBS: I would like for everyone to go about their normal lives as much as possible. McGee?
TONY: McGee, systems check. Hey!
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INT. MTAC - DAY
MCGEE:
MCGEE:
MCGEE: Okay, camera one is up. Camera Two and Three, give me infrared full spectrum sweep.
(V.O.) Camera Three.
Okay, punch up camera four.
(V.O.) Camera Four okay to go.
All right.
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INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY
MCGEE: (V.O./FILTERED) We're up and operational, Tony.
TONY: Boss.
GIBBS: We will try to keep a low profile, but we need your cooperation. If you see anything suspicious, you tell us.
JEN: I don't believe this. Can I sleep at Amy's house?
GIBBS: Not a good idea.
KATE: We'll need advance notice to clear it.
(JEN WALKS O.S.)
DAVID: It's all been kind of stressful.
WILLY: I'm outta here. It's an expression. Bed.
TONY: Hey listen, uh... you and me... we're kind of, you know, going to be hanging.
WILLY: You are kidding.
TONY: It's going to be great.
WILLY: It already sucks.
MCGEE: Hey yeah. Uh... I remember how I felt when my dog d*ed, Willy.
WILLY: Bite me.
SHIELDS: Well, I guess we'll turn in, too. It's been kind of stressful.
KATE: (OVERLAP) Stressful.
SHIELDS: Good night.
DAVID: Good night.
(KATE AND SHIELDS WALK O.S.)
KATE: I'll take the front door.
TONY: Then I demand to take the rear.
KATE: Tony?
TONY: Yes, Kate, dear.
KATE: There's only one bathroom downstairs.
TONY: And your point is?
KATE: The seat stays down!
TONY: Unless it's up.
(SFX: PHONE RINGS)
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE) Yeah, Gibbs.(BEGIN TELEPHONE INTERCUTS/ GIBBS AND ABBY)
(SCENE CUT)
ABBY: (INTO PHONE) The item that Ducky retrieved from the dog? I put it through X-ray chromatography. There's traces of C-four.
(SCENE CUT)
GIBBS: It was a b*mb.
ABBY: (V.O./FILTERED) Yeah. Also...
(SCENE CUT)
ABBY: (INTO PHONE)...the presence of mercury. Used as a vibration trigger. It's the exact...
(SCENE CUT)
ABBY: (V.O./FILTERED) ...Same chemical signature as the b*mb that...
(SCENE CUT)
ABBY: (INTO PHONE) ...k*lled that Naval attaché in Morocco last month.
(SCENE CUT)
ABBY: (V.O./FILTERED) ...You're dealing with...
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE) An Al Qaeda assassination team.
(FADE OUT)
FADE IN:
EXT. HOUSE - DAY
KATE: (V.O. SINGS) Sexy as I want to be...
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INT. BATHROOM - DAY
(SFX: SHOWER B.G.)
KATE: (SINGS/V.O.) Got these fellas chasing me.
Let's go with this freak show.
Outrageous.
When I move my body.
Outrageous.
When I'm at a party
Outrageous.
TONY: (OVERLAP) Outrageous.
KATE: Tony! Out of here! Now!
TONY: What? I'm just brushing my teeth. Oh hey, don't use up all the hot water. 'Cause you've been in there forever.
KATE: (V.O.) Tony, now long have you been in here?
TONY: Long enough to know you can't sing and you haven't shaved your legs in a week. (LAUGHS) Outrageous.
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EXT. NCIS HEADQUARTERS - DAY
REYES: (V.O.) The b*mb was C-four.
CUT TO:
INT. NCIS SQUAD ROOM - DAY
REYES: Mercury detonator shake charge. We ran the identifying taggants on it and it turns out that it....
GIBBS: Stolen from a m*llitary base in Kuwait.
REYES: And how do you know that?
GIBBS: A French poodle told me.
REYES: It's linked to Al Qaeda units overseas. We've identified three individuals in the country who may have links to their cells. Do you know how to use this?
GIBBS: Sure.
REYES: You have no idea what that is, do you?
GIBBS: Not really.
REYES: Didn't figure you for a tech type, Gibbs. Kahlid Hassan. Suspected in planning three bombings in North Africa. He was spotted by a Virginia traffic control camera in D.C. last week. Roland Al--
GIBBS: (OVERLAP) Roland Alan Moore. Former Petty Officer. Medically discharged when he lost two fingers in an engine room accident. Put in jail for bombing a recruiting office.
REYES: Converted to Islam in prison.
GIBBS: And escaped a work detail three months ago.
REYES: Well, our computer geeks suspect that he's one of the people posting threats to Commander Shields on the Islamic website. Fernando Petroya. He owns five ice cream parlors in Montgomery and Charles County. We believe they are money laundering funds for Al Qaeda linked to the Philippines.
GIBBS: What's his connection to Commander Shields?
REYES: Well, he was sighted in the vicinity of the bombing ten days ago. I mean, it could just be a coincidence.
GIBBS: Okay, bring him in for questioning.
REYES: I can't do that. If I do it'll tip him off we're on to him. And we are hoping that he will lead us to some of his contacts in the states.
GIBBS: While you are hoping I have a Navy family living in fear they'll be ex*cuted on their way to the mall.
REYES: If we bring him in, all we're going to get is his name and some B.S. cover story
GIBBS: Not if you put him in a room with me.
REYES: It's not going to happen. (b*at) Sorry.
GIBBS: Hey, don't forget your thingymagiggy.
REYES: Hold on. It needs to be dis....connected first. You did that on purpose.
MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:
EXT. HIGH SCHOOL - DAY
LYLE: I don't believe this! I bought tickets! It's Green Day!
JEN: You're acting like it's my fault.
LYLE: Just tell me, are you going to go with me or not? Yes or no? What's it going to be, Jen?
JEN: Lyle, don't.
LYLE: Half the school is not here today.
KATE: Is that so?
LYLE: Because of you.
(SFX: SCHOOL BELL RINGS)
JEN: Thanks.
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INT. CORRIDOR - DAY
KATE: Twenty four, fourteen, two. No. Twenty two, fourteen, twenty. No.
(DOOR OPENS)
KATE: Where are you going?
JEN: Bathroom. What, do you want to watch me pee, Special Agent Todd?
MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:
INT. BATHROOM - DAY
KATE: You had to go really bad, huh?
JEN: My parents told me you had to follow me around. Doesn't mean that I have to talk to you.
KATE: Do your parents know that you smoke?
JEN: No. Are you going to tell them?
KATE: Mmm, not if you promise to quit.
JEN: Whatever.
KATE: You know, you should be flattered. I used to protect the President.
JEN: Of what?
KATE: The United States.
JEN: Really? And now you're protecting me.
KATE: And your whole family.
JEN: What a waste. Might be four people, but it's not a family. It hasn't been in a long time.
(SFX: SCHOOL BELL RINGS)
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EXT. SOCCER FIELD - DAY
WILLY: Ever sh*t anybody?
TONY: Not this week.
WILLY: Are you strapping? Oh, a Sig! Dude's got a Sig.
TONY: Dude's got a Sig.
WILLY: Want to help me warm up?
TONY: Yeah. What do you want me to do?
WILLY: Just stand there and don't move.
TONY: Okay, I think I can do that. All right. Don't move. I'm good at that.
(WILLY KICKS THE BALL AT TONY)
WILLY: Goal! Hey, touch me and it's child abuse.
(PARENTS GATHER ON THE SIDELINE)
WILLY: sh**t it! sh**t it!
GREG: It's just plain stupid.
DAVID: Okay, here we go.
GRETA: He's getting better.
GREG: It doesn't matter how good he is if he can't reach the damn ball. Why does Coach keep playing him?
SHIELDS: Because he's the coaches kid. I agree with you. We need a new keeper.
DAVID: Honey, they're kids, okay? You know, it's supposed to be fun.
SHIELDS: Winning is fun, honey. Trust me.
GRETA: Well, it isn't everything, Micki.
GREG: Well, it should be.
DAVID: Come on, Greta. Let's go set up the snack while our spouses pretend they're watching the Olympics.
TONY: I want double overtime for this, boss. That kid's a nightmare.
GIBBS: He reminds me of you.
(WILLY KICKS THE BALL)
TONY: Oh! No goal! No goal! Sorry about that! (b*at) Sorry. Sorry. (TO GIBBS) What's up?
GIBBS: I don't know. Something doesn't feel right.
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INT. DEN - NIGHT
(SFX: VIDEO GAME B.G.)
(SFX: VIDEO g*nshots)
WILLY: He's good.
TONY: I told you I knew someone who could b*at you.
(BEGIN TELEPHONE INTERCUTS)
(SCENE CUT)
MCGEE: (V.O.) I'm not sure about this, DiNozzo.
(SCENE CUT)
TONY: Keep the faith, McGee, you're winning.
(SCENE CUT)
MCGEE: Playing "Unreal Tournament" in the Multiple thr*at Assessment Center is not what they had in mind when...
(SCENE CUT)
TONY: Focus, Probie! Oh!
(SFX: VIDEO g*nshots)
(SCENE CUT)
MCGEE: If Gibbs sees me playing this...
GIBBS: Hey, McGee!
MCGEE: Yeah, boss?
GIBBS: Status report.
(SCENE CUT)
WILLY: (SHOUTS) Yes! (LAUGHS) Whoo!
TONY: McGee!(END TELEPHONE INTERCUTS)
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INT. MTAC ROOM - NIGHT
MCGEE: Girl is in her room. The parents are in the kitchen with Kate. And um... I guess you know where the boy is.
GIBBS: Yeah.
MCGEE: It won't happen again.
GIBBS: I know.
(DOOR CLOSES)
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INT. DEN - NIGHT
KATE: Twenty two. Twenty two, fourteen, twenty two!
TONY: Women, Willy. Can't live with them... can't think of a reason why you'd want to.
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INT. NCIS LAB - NIGHT
GIBBS: What have you got for me, Abs?
ABBY: You've got mail from the FBI! I think that agent has the hots for you. Okay, you're right. She's really not your type. She sent me highly encrypted "J-Pegs." Public key's got sixty four numbers. It took me longer to input the password than it took the program to decrypt the cipher text. Um... machine making pretty pictures now.
(SFX: PHONE RINGS)
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE) Yeah. Gibbs.(BEGIN TELEPHONE INTERCUTS)
(SCENE CUT)
REYES: (INTO PHONE) You got the stills?
GIBBS: (V.O./FILTERED) Yeah.
REYES: (INTO PHONE) We took them off the ice cream man's computer, Fernando Petroya.
(SCENE CUT)
REYES: (V.O./FILTERED) We extracted his hard drive, cloned it and returned it. (INTO PHONE) And he doesn't even know.
(SCENE CUT)
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE) He had Commander Shields under surveillance.
REYES: (V.O./FILTERED) Yeah.
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE) I want him brought in.
(SCENE CUT)
REYES: (INTO PHONE) Look, I told you I can't. Not yet. We need his whole cell.
(SCENE CUT)
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE) We are running out of time here, Agent Reyes.
REYES: (V.O./FILTERED) Look, you got--
(SCENE CUT)
REYES: (INTO PHONE) ...Your people on the family. They'll be fine.
(SCENE CUT)
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE) For a few more days.
REYES: (V.O./FILTERED) Don't worry.
(SCENE CUT)
REYES: (INTO PHONE) After that the FBI will pick up protection.
(SCENE CUT)
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE) Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of.
MCGEE: (V.O./FILTERED) Boss, I need you up here.(END TELEPHONE INTERCUTS)
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INT. MTAC - DAY
MCGEE: Someone in the backyard. Kate and Tony are intercepting. Come on.
CUT TO:
EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT
(MUSIC OVER ACTION/TONY AND KATE MOVE TOWARD THE HOUSE)
(SFX: THUMP NOISE)
(FADE OUT)
MUSIC IN:
INT. HOUSE - NIGHT
(MUSIC OVER ACTION/ TONY AND KATE MOVE QUICKLY UPSTAIRS)
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INT. UPSTAIRS HALLWAY - NIGHT
(MUSIC OVER ACTION)
(DOOR OPENS)
(SFX: JEN SCREAMS)
JEN: No! No, wait! It's...!
TONY: Freeze!
(DOOR OPENS)
JEN: Don't sh**t him!
KATE: Jen, get out! Get out!
JEN: Don't!
KATE: Jen, go now!
LYLE: I'm sorry! Please don't k*ll me!
KATE: Stand down, Tony. It's her boyfriend.
TONY: You're not real bright, kid. You're lucky you don't have two holes in that face of yours.
SHIELDS: Boyfriend?!
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INT. MTAC - DAY
KATE: (ON MONITOR) Gibbs, Kate. False alarm.
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE) One of the kids?
KATE: (ON MONITOR) Daughter's boyfriend. Probably not the first time he snuck in, but I guarantee it's the last. Mom packs a Glock.
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE) Where is Romeo now?
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INT. CORRIDOR - DAY
KATE: (INTO PHONE) On his way home to change his pants.
CUT TO:
INT. MTAC - DAY
KATE: (ON MONITOR) And Juliet is getting her butt reamed by the Capulets.
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE) Roger that. Standing down. Keep us informed.
KATE: (ON MONITOR) You got it.(END TELEPHONE INTERCUTS)
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INT. CORRIDOR - NIGHT
KATE: What are you doing?
TONY: Listening.
KATE: That is just wrong.
TONY: Sneaking her horny boyfriend into a house filled with armed federal agents who are on the look-out for Al Qaeda assassins. That's wrong, Kate. Me, I'm just trying to gather some valuable intel so I can do my job better. (SHIELDS LECTURES JEN B.G.)
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INT. BEDROOM - DAY
SHIELDS: I mean, Jen, what the hell were you thinking?
JEN: We weren't going to have sex, if that's what you're worried about.
SHIELDS: That's not the point! That boy could have been k*lled!
JEN: You don't even know his name!
DAVID: We ought to just calm down...
JEN: We've been dating for six months, Mom. His name is Lyle. Lyle Chambers.
SHIELDS: Let's stay on target, young lady. This is not about names.
JEN: On target? Do you think I'm one of your sailors?
DAVID: That's enough, Jennifer.
JEN: She doesn't know anything about my life, Dad. And why do you think that is, Commander?
DAVID: I'm warning you. Do not speak to your mom like that.
JEN: Oh, all of a sudden you're concerned with Mom's feelings.
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INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT
DAVID: (V.O.) What is that supposed to mean?
CUT TO:
INT. BEDROOM - DAY
JEN: What a joke.
SHIELDS: Is there something I should know here?
JEN: Forget it. Just forget it. Can I go to bed now?
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INT. NCIS LAB - NIGHT
ABBY: We've got a face, I think.
GIBBS: I've seen better pictures of Sasquatch.
ABBY: Well, the fact that it's a reflection limits the details.
GIBBS: Well, yeah. I can see that, Abby.
ABBY: And the face... if it is a face, it looks like it's turned away.
GIBBS: Okay, so let's focus on something smaller.
ABBY: Like what?
GIBBS: Like a hand. If you were placing a b*mb underneath a car... your other hand would be on the side panel.
ABBY: Huh. That might actually work. Oh, I can see the paper now. Digital optical enhancement of reflective surfaces with scattered refractive properties.
GIBBS: Sounds like a bestseller. I need the answers soon, Abs.
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INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY
SHIELDS: Those were happier times.
KATE: Thank you.
SHIELDS: I'm sorry about last night. I don't know what that girl was thinking.
KATE: It happens. Teenagers, right?
SHIELDS: It just feels like yesterday that she was... um.. playing with dolls and following me around the house. But now...
KATE: Well, raising a family and having a full time m*llitary career.... I don't know how you've managed it.
SHIELDS: I didn't. That's why I'm getting out. It had nothing to do with Afghanistan.
KATE: But you could retire in five years. Full pension...medical.
SHIELDS: My last deployment lasted for over a year. When I came home my babies ... my little boy and girl... Willy wouldn't even speak to me. And Jen was five inches taller and practically a stranger. The constant moving, the uncertainty, the time away. David does a great job, but it's too much for him. For all of us.
KATE: Have you thought about what you're going to do when you get out?
SHIELDS: Learn how to be a mother. I certainly can't do any worse.
KATE: You're being too hard on yourself, Commander. From where I stand you're a role model.
SHIELDS: You know...what was my biggest fear in the Navy? This feeling that everything I was fighting for, everything that I wanted to protect... wouldn't be here when I got back. And now I've brought the w*r home with me.
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INT. NCIS LAB - DAY
ABBY: Check this out, Gibbs. We got a hand.
GIBBS: That's a hand?
ABBY: That's the best I could do. Maybe not good enough.
GIBBS: How so?
ABBY: Well, for some reason there's one area that none of the enhancement programs will work on.
GIBBS: Can you tell if he's Middle Eastern?
ABBY: Either that or African American.
GIBBS: He's only got three fingers.
ABBY: I know. I think the program screwed up. Sorry, Gibbs.
GIBBS: He didn't.
ABBY: He didn't what?
GIBBS: Have fingers there.
ABBY: So it worked?
GIBBS: Uh-huh.
ABBY: Cool. So what is he? Some sort of k*ller shop teacher?
GIBBS: k*ller squid. Thanks, Abs.
ABBY: Yep.
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INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY
DAVID: This is insane, Micki.
SHIELDS: When you're stressed, you eat. I run.
DAVID: Look, why don't you just use the treadmill?
SHIELDS: It's not the same.
DAVID: Okay, you know what? Why don't you do whatever you want, okay? You always do anyway.
SHIELDS: Agents DiNozzo and Todd are going to be with me. It's a run. What's the worse that can happen?
DAVID: Uh... you could get sh*t by a sn*per!
SHIELDS: That would solve a lot of problems, wouldn't it?
DAVID: I can't even believe that you said that. What is wrong with you?
SHIELDS: I can't believe a lot of things lately, David.
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INT. BEDROOM - DAY
KATE: Running out in the open... this is not a good idea.
TONY: Well, she's stubborn, won't listen to reason, and is definitely used to getting her own way. Kind of reminds me of someone.
KATE: Yeah, like a female Gibbs.
TONY: See, I was thinking you.
(SFX: DOOR BELL)
(DOOR OPENS)
TONY: Nice you could make it, Probie.
MCGEE: Traffic was a nightmare. I'm sorry.
(DOOR CLOSES)
TONY: In the real world of real agents, we account for things like traffic, McGee. We'll be back in about an hour. The monster's up in his room. Listen, don't take it personally if he completely ignores you which he will.
MCGEE: Right.
WILLY: McGee!
MCGEE: Hey.
WILLY: Come on!
MCGEE: Yeah.
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INT. REYES' OFFICE - DAY
REYES: Reflected image? So our bomber is Roland Allen Moore.
GIBBS: You don't sound surprised, Agent Reyes.
REYES: Well, he was a suspect.
(SFX: FILING CABINET DRAWER OPENS)
GIBBS: That's true. That's a nice office.(SFX: DRAWER SLIDES CLOSED)
REYES: Thanks.
GIBBS: Is that a surveillance request form?
REYES: I am pretty busy here, Gibbs. So if you've got something to say, say it.
GIBBS: That's direct. I like that. Where is he?
REYES: Who?
GIBBS: My former Petty Officer Roland Allan Moore.
REYES: How would I know?
GIBBS: You're lying. Know how I can tell? Your pupils just contracted, and your heart rate's increasing.
REYES: Maybe I'm just attracted to you.
GIBBS: You're hoping Moore will try it again. You want to roll up his entire network.
REYES: So what if I am?
GIBBS: My people are protecting that family. If they have to, they will die doing it. If that happens... ask Fornell what I'd do.
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EXT. STREET - DAY
SHIELDS: I run this route everyday. It's exactly six miles. You up for an eight minute pace?
KATE: I am. Let me check with my partner. (TO TONY) You up for an eight minute pace?
TONY: Behind us. White panel van, been with us the last two turns.
KATE: All right, let's drop back. If he makes this turn we abort.
TONY: (INTO RADIO) McGee, we might have a situation here.
KATE: Twelve o'clock... the intersection.
TONY: I see him.
KATE: Ambush? (SHOUTS) Take cover!
TONY: Break left! Break left!
(SFX: CAR TIRES SCREECH)
(SFX: expl*si*n)
(FADE OUT)
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EXT. STREET - DAY (PHOTO FLASHES)
GIBBS: How's the Commander?
KATE: She's fine except for a few bruises she got when she hit the deck. Tony has her and the entire clan locked down at the house.
GIBBS: No more runs, Kate.
KATE: You don't have to tell me twice, Gibbs. We got lucky today. The blast was mostly contained inside the vehicle. Of course there's also the matter of the five FBI agents that Tony and I almost sh*t.
REYES: They were there for your protection.
KATE: In unmarked vans without our knowledge?
REYES: Our operations need to know, Agent Todd. You didn't.
KATE: I've run Presidential protection details, Reyes. You don't assign two undercover units without coordination.
GIBBS: She's not interested in protection, Kate.
KATE: You wanted them to try again.
GIBBS: The FBI thinks that the assassination team after the Commander is part of a much larger operation.
KATE: And we're the bait to draw them out.
REYES: Our intel indicates that they're planning something catastrophic. We were hoping by observing this team, that they would lead us to the rest of the network.
KATE: And if the Commander and her family just happened to die in the process? (b*at) Wow. And I thought Fornell was a bastard.
GIBBS: It was your people that were lucky today, Agent Reyes.
REYES: Oh yeah? How do you figure that?
(SFX: REYES WALKS O.S.)
GIBBS: Because my people sh**t to k*ll. You stay here. (TO KATE) Make sure you get copies of everything the FBI finds.
KATE: I don't trust her.
GIBBS: Good. You're learning.
GRETA: Excuse me. Hi, my name's Greta Boyen. I'm a friend of the Shields. Is Micki okay?
KATE: She's fine.
GRETA: Well, because I live just right over there. When I heard the expl*si*n and I saw her carried away and I thought...
KATE: She was just a little dazed, that's all.
GRETA: Thank God. Listen, do you think it would be all right if we went over and visited?
KATE: The best thing you can do for her right now, Mrs. Boyen, is go home.
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INT. NCIS SQUAD ROOM - DAY
GIBBS: I got that coffee for you, Agent Reyes. It's not as strong as mine, but if you don't want it.
REYES: You know, I've been waiting twenty minutes, Gibbs. I - I am not used to waiting. I don't like waiting.
GIBBS: Oh, yeah. That's why I got you coffee. Are you sure you don't want to try it?
REYES: What the hell do you want?
GIBBS: Roland Allan Moore. In my chat room. One hour.
REYES: It's not going to happen until he leads us to everyone in his cell.
GIBBS: I'll get their names.
REYES: Oh, how? Are you going to force feed him your coffee?
GIBBS: (LAUGHS) You see, DiNozzo was wrong about you. You do have a sense of humor. Don't miss the six o'clock news, Agent Reyes.
REYES: What the hell have you done?
GIBBS: Nothing yet. But isn't our FBI using an American family as t*rror1st bait news?
REYES: You'll blow our entire operation.
GIBBS: Sure. But I'll also get Moore in my chat room.
REYES: Look. Even an agent as arrogant as you are has to know that what you're threatening is a career ender.
GIBBS: Only if he doesn't talk. If he does, it's a career maker. (INTO PHONE) Suzanne McRoberts, please. Special Agent Gibbs, NCIS. (TO REYES) You've seen Suzanne on TV. She's cute, blonde, does the anchor on the news. That had better mean we have a deal or you're going to lose a finger.
REYES: If you don't cr*ck Moore, the appendage that I'll cut off will mean so much more to you than a finger.
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INT. INTERROGATION ROOM - DAY
MCGEE: Oh, wow! You're reading Moonstone! Hey, you know Dorothy Sayers thought that was the best detective storey ever written. And T.S. Eliot... he called Moonstone....
REYES: (OVERLAP) Where the hell is Gibbs?
MCGEE: The first true English Detective novel. Uh... Gibbs is prepping Roland Alan Moore for interrogation.
REYES: Prepping? You mean like physically abusing him?
MCGEE: No, no, no, no. Gibbs never lays a finger on a suspect... at least not after we have them in custody.
REYES: So what the hell is it exactly that he does to... prep them?
MCGEE: Well, it varies from suspect to suspect. And I really can't say what he does.
REYES: Because it's illegal.
MCGEE: No. No, I don't think so. Uh, no it's usually just quiet conversation.
GIBBS: (V.O.) After you hang yourself...
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INT. AUTOPSY ROOM - DAY
GIBBS: By the way do you prefer Roland or Mohammed?
MORRIS: I'm not going to hang myself.
GIBBS: Oh, I know. That's just what my reports going to say. Anyway. After you hang yourself your body will be autopsied here by Doctor Mallard. Hey Duck, where are you going to start to cut on Roland?
DUCKY: Is he going to hang himself?
GIBBS: Uh-huh.
DUCKY: Oh.
MORRIS: You're not going to do this.
GIBBS: He doesn't know me very well, does he?
DUCKY: Obviously not. I remember one t*rror1st we had...
GIBBS: All right, Ducky. No w*r stories.
DUCKY: Oh right. I might start with his head, Jethro. I can make a cut here behind the ear, around the back to the other one. Then I'd pull the skin down over your face so I can take the Striker saw to take the top of your skull off.
MORRIS: Get away from me.
GIBBS: I don't think he wants you to start there, Duck.
DUCKY: Oh no matter. I can always use a "Y" cut to begin with. Let me show you. It's quite simple, really. We take the skull then we cut here and here. Here we go. And then we make a cut all the way down to just above the pubic bone. Now we separate the skin from the muscle and the tissue. And then we take these and we cut them ...
(SFX: DUCKY CUTS THE RIB BONES)
DUCKY: Once I've opened you up... then we take this and we put it down here. And then I can take out your heart... What do you know? And then we go up to the trachea and pull it out... along with your tongue.
(DUCKY REMOVES THE BODY PARTS)
(DUCKY STRUGGLES TO REMOVE THE BODY PARTS)
SUZANNE: (V.O.) The FBI announced the arrest of four alleged t*rrorists today.
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INT. SHIELD'S DEN - DAY
SUZANNE: (ON TV) They are believed to be an Al Qaeda cell responsible for the bombing of Navy Lieutenant Commander Micki Shield's car at a Tacoma Park supermarket on Wednesday, and a (V.O.) second car bombing yesterday on a street where she was jogging. An FBI spokesperson said a suspect they had under surveillance led them to a Silver Springs apartment where they captured the entire cell without f*ring a sh*t. (ON TV) Lieutenant Commander Shields was the Naval aviator...
SHIELDS: The news is really depressing these days.
TONY: You have no idea, Commander Shields.
SHIELDS: Actually not Commander anymore. Terminal leave is up. I am just Mrs. Micki Shields now. I kind of like the sound of that.
DAVID: That's good.
GIBBS: Are we going to let these people get on with their lives, or are we going to stand here and stare them to death.
MCGEE: The equipment is loaded and stored. Ready to move, Boss.
GIBBS: Well, then move, McGee.
KATE: If you tell anyone where you got it, I will deny it under oath.
JEN: A blank hall pass.
KATE: Signed by the principal.
JEN: Undated.
KATE: Erasable ink is the key. It's always worked for me.
TONY: Hey! Well, here you go.
WILLY: Thanks.
TONY: Yeah, I wouldn't wear it unless I had to. Cool. If there's anything you can think of.
WILLY: Shades.
TONY: What?
WILLY: I like your sunglasses.
TONY: Yeah, but that's not surprising because they're super cool, Willy. But you see, the thing about these is are...these are really grown up shades.
GIBBS: We're out of here.
WILLY: Thanks! Sweet!
(TONY HIGH FIVES WILLY)
WILLY: Ooh!
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EXT. CAR - MOVING
TONY: (V.O.) Polarized lenses.
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INT. CAR - MOVING
TONY: Impact protected. Raked-back curvature. They were special order, Boss.
GIBBS: I never special order.
MCGEE: Isn't that funny. Neither do I.
TONY: There's nothing funny about this, McGee. And what part of this conversation is about you anyway?
MCGEE: Only the part about special ordering.
KATE: I always special order. It's a bright day out today.
(SFX: PHONE RINGS)
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE) Yeah, Abs.(BEGIN TELEPHONE INTERCUTS:
ABBY: (V.O./FILTERED) So the FBI...
(SCENE CUT)
ABBY: (INTO PHONE) Finally sent copies of the evidence from the second bombing. The patterns don't match the first. The second's more "boom"...
(SCENE CUT)
ABBY: (V.O./FILTERED)....Than b*mb. There was no shrapnel.
(SCENE CUT)
ABBY: (INTO PHONE) Fertilizer and oil instead of C-four.
(SCENE CUT)
ABBY: (V.O./FILTERED) And placement inside the car limited the spread.
GIBBS: (INTO PHONE) Amateur night.
(SCENE CUT)
ABBY: (INTO PHONE) Sounds like. Oh, something else, my hero.
(SCENE CUT)
ABBY: (V.O./FILTERED) It was triggered by some sort of crude remote control. Like...
(SCENE CUT)
ABBY: (INTO PHONE) ...a garage door opener. Couldn't have had a range of more than a hundred feet.
(END TELEPHONE INTERCUTS)
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INT. CAR - MOVING
(MUSIC OVER ACTION/CAR CHANGES DIRECTIONS)
(SFX: CAR TIRES SCREECH)
TONY: Anything we should know, Boss?
GIBBS: The second b*mb wasn't Al Qaeda. Somebody else wants the Commander dead.
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INT. SHIELDS' DEN - DAY
DAVID: We're finished. It's over.
GRETA: No, you're just confused, David, and that's understandable. I would be too if Al Qaeda were targeting my family.
DAVID: Greta, what we did was a big mistake.
GRETA: No, what we did was right. She's brought all this on herself. She's put your family in harm's way. David, everything is going to be better when she's gone.
DAVID: Do you hear what you're saying?
GRETA: Why, you'll see! You'll see. We can go back to how we were before she came home.
SHIELDS: No no no. Greta, it's not going to happen, okay? We were lonely. That's all it was. I love my wife.
GRETA: (SHOUTS) No! Don't say that, okay? That's not true.
DAVID: Yes, it is.
GRETA: (b*at) Well, then I'm going to tell her, David. If you won't... I will.
SHIELDS: You just did, Greta. Now get out of our life.
(GRETA PULLS OUT A g*n)
DAVID: Whoa! Whoa! Greta! Greta! Put it away.
GRETA: He made love to me, Micki. He made love to me like he's never made love to you. He told me that.
DAVID: Greta, look. Just... give me the g*n.
GRETA: (SHOUTS) No! Everything's going to be fine once she's gone! You'll see.
SHIELDS: Drop your w*apon, Greta.
(SFX: DOORBELL RINGS)
SHIELDS: Leave and I'll forget all about this.
GRETA: I won't.
DAVID: Please.
(SFX: DOOR BELL RINGS)
(SFX: g*nf*re)
DAVID: It was self defense. She was just trying to protect herself.
SHIELDS: At least this time it wasn't an innocent civilian.
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INT. CAR - DRIVING
MCGEE: Actually, I did special order once.
(SFX: CHUCKLING B.G.)
(ENDING CREDITS UP)
(FADE OUT)
(ENDING TITLE/ CREDITS UP AND OUT)