03x04 - Silver War

FADE IN:

INT. ANTHROPOLOGY LAB - DAY

BURNS: (ON CAMERA) Welcome to the Smithsonian Anthropology Lab. I'm Doctor Elaine Burns and you're watching the Recovery Channel. (V.O.) Tonight we'll be opening a time capsule from the Civil War. Lights, please. This iron casket represents one of America's first uses of rubber in an industrial process, sealing in the dead from the ravages of weather and time. Now what makes this one particularly special is that all of its seals were found to be fully intact. Gentlemen, what we're hoping to find inside are some of the best preserved remains from the Civil War era. This is unbelievable. This type of preservation is unheard of in a hundred and forty year old body.

(SFX: CASKET OPENS)

CAMERAMAN: Joe. We have a problem.

DIRECTOR: (V.O.) Doctor Burns?

BURNS: Yes?

DIRECTOR: I don't think they carried those in the Civil War.

(FADE OUT)

(THEME MUSIC UP OVER OPENING TITLE/SCENES / CREDITS AND OUT)

MUSIC IN:

INT. SQUAD ROOM - DAY

"SILVER WAR"

(SFX: ELECTRIC RAZOR B.G.)

TONY: I friggin' hate Mondays. Friggin' Fat Al's All-you-can-eat Burrito Shack. More like Fat Al's bacteria shack. Come on. I shouldn't have come into work today. Gibbs sees me like this...

ZIVA: He'll probably be as horrified as I am, Agent DiNozzo. You working undercover as a hobo?

TONY: You mind telling me what you're doing here... again?

ZIVA: Um... waiting.

TONY: For what?

ZIVA: To start work. Does everyone always come in this late?

TONY: It's zero seven hundred.

ZIVA: At Mossad we start at zero five hundred.

TONY: Okay, let me rephrase the original question. What the hell are you doing here, Ziva?

ZIVA: I see. Gibbs didn't tell you?

TONY: Tell me what?

ZIVA: Mossad's assigned me to NCIS as a liaison officer. We're going to be working together.

TONY: Does Gibbs knows about this?

ZIVA: Do you think I'd be here if he didn't? (CHUCKLES) You might want to do something about your hair. It's sticking up like a pork-u-swine. Wrong word. Like a pork-u-pig? The little animal with the little spikies, yes?

MCGEE: Porcupine.

ZIVA: Porcupine! Thank you, Special Agent McGee. Hold that.

MCGEE: Sure.

ZIVA: Hmm. Anyone have a key for this?

MCGEE: That's Kate's desk.

ZIVA: Okay, but if I'm going to be a part of your team I would love to...

MCGEE: Whoa! You're part of our team?

ZIVA: Yes.

MCGEE: Did Gibbs tell you about this?

TONY: Nope.

ZIVA: Here are my orders. Signed by Director Shepard.

MCGEE: You think Gibbs knows?

ZIVA: I hope so. All my personal possessions are currently being shipped from Tel Aviv to Washington.

TONY: I'd hold off on unpacking the waffle iron until you talk to him, Ziva.

ZIVA: When's he come in?

TONY: Now.(SFX: ELEVATOR DINGS/DOORS SLIDE OPEN)

ZIVA: Special Agent Gibbs.

GIBBS: Ziva.

(INTERCUT FLASHBACK SCENES OF ARI)

GIBBS: What are you doing here?

ZIVA: Looking forward to being a member of your team.

(GIBBS WALKS O.S.)

ZIVA: I stand corrected. It appears he didn't know. . I feel very much like a donkey's butt.

MCGEE: A donkey's butt?

TONY: I think she meant horse's ass, McGee.

ZIVA: Yes. That, too.

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INT. MTAC ROOM - DAY

SHEPARD: Something I can help you with this morning, Special Agent Gibbs?

GIBBS: Yeah. I've got a personnel issue. You know anything about that?

SHEPARD: I take it Ziva arrived a few days early? Right. Before we get into this, I'm going to need a refill.

(GIBBS POURS COFFEE INTO SHEPARD'S CUP)

SHEPARD: That was sweet... not necessarily sanitary.

GIBBS: What is she doing here, Jen?

SHEPARD: If we're going to fight a global war on terror, we need to work closely with our allies.

GIBBS: Well that sounds good. Put her on somebody else's team.

SHEPARD: I want her with you, Jethro.

GIBBS: Mossad trained her to spy and kill, not to investigate crime scenes. Send her to CIA.

SHEPARD: Just to be clear, this is not a request or a debate, Agent Gibbs.

GIBBS: Mmm. Anything else you want to change about my team while I'm here?

SHEPARD: Look, if anything, you're lucky to have her. She's one of the finest agents I ever worked with in Europe.

GIBBS: Why didn't you ask me first, Jen?

SHEPARD: And what would you have said? (BEAT) Exactly. Number eighteen, it's better to seek forgiveness than ask permission.

GIBBS: Oh, that's real nice. Using the rules I taught you against me. Nice touch.

SHEPARD: I learned from the best, Jethro. I want Ziva to as well.

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INT. SQUAD ROOM - DAY

TONY: You want something to read?

ZIVA: What do you have?

TONY: G.S.M. It's a men's magazine. Most women find it objectifies them.

ZIVA: I read it on the plane. I especially like the article on page fifty-seven. In my experience, it works every time.

TONY: I... I always thought that was urban legend.

(GIBBS THROWS A COFFEE CUP AT TONY)

TONY: Ow!

ZIVA: What's the verdict?

GIBBS: Pack your trash.

ZIVA: Not a problem. Most of it doesn't arrive until next week. Nice seeing you again, Tony. McGee.

(ZIVA WALKS TO THE ELEVATOR)

(SFX: ELEVATOR DINGS/DOORS SLIDE CLOSED)

GIBBS: I told you to pack your trash, Ziva. I don't remember giving you permission to leave yet.

(SFX: ELEVATOR STOPS)

GIBBS: You requested this assignment?

ZIVA: I did.

GIBBS: Why?

ZIVA: I had to get away from Mossad for a while.

GIBBS: Do you believe what Ari said about your father?

ZIVA: No. Yes. Maybe.

GIBBS: Your brother was a Svengali, Ziva.

ZIVA: Like father. Like son.

GIBBS: Does Mossad know you killed Ari?

ZIVA: No. They believe your report. Only you and I know the truth. For that I thank you.

GIBBS: I trust you. You know that. But when we leave this elevator...

ZIVA: You start kicking my butt.

GIBBS: I don't kick butt.

(SFX: ELEVATOR BEGINS MOVING)

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INT. SQUAD ROOM - DAY

GIBBS: Miss David will be with us for a while. That's Kate's desk. Yours is down at the end.

ZIVA: He's a tough one to read.

TONY: You'll find most NCIS agents are like that. It's our training.

ZIVA: Is that a fact?

TONY: Mm-hmm. We never let the other people know what we're thinking.

ZIVA: Right now you're thinking of doing page fifty seven with me.

MCGEE: Boss, we have a situation at the Smithsonian Museum.

GIBBS: What?

MCGEE: Well, it's kind of complicated, but there may have been a murder.

GIBBS: May have been, McGee?

MCGEE: Yeah, well they have a Union soldier who was dug up from a battlefield in Manassas. And now they think that he may be a Marine.

GIBBS: It was the Civil War, McGee. Marines fought on both sides.

MCGEE: Right. Yeah, I know. But this Marine had dog tags. They didn't exist back then. I know that you know that, being a Marine.

GIBBS: Get to the point, McGee!

MCGEE: Well, they think that this Marine was killed recently and somehow buried in a way they can't quite explain it but in a hundred and forty year old cast iron sarcophagus.

GIBBS: Dressed as a Union soldier?

MCGEE: Basically, yeah.

GIBBS: Gas the truck, McGee. DiNozzo!

TONY: Yeah, boss!

GIBBS: I've got a murder in your area of expertise.

TONY: This happens a lot, me being a Senior Field Agent and all.

ZIVA: I'm sure it does.

TONY: What do we got, Boss? Multiple homicides?

GIBBS: No.

TONY: Gang related?

GIBBS: No.

TONY: Defenestration?

GIBBS: The Civil War.

TONY: I can hardly wait. That's my favorite subject.

ZIVA: What about me?

GIBBS: You're coming along strictly as an observer. Hand over all your weapons.

ZIVA: Is that really necessary? Right.

(MUSIC OVER ACTION/ZIVA HANDS OVER HER WEAPONS)

GIBBS: And your backup.

ZIVA: What backup?

GIBBS: Left leg.

ZIVA: Oh. That one.

GIBBS: And the knife concealed at your waist. You can keep this. I just want you to know that I know.

CUT TO:

INT. ANTHROPOLOGY LAB - DAY

DUCKY: According to his dog tags, the young man is Warren Sorrow, U.S.M.C.

GIBBS: How long has he been in there, Duck?

DUCKY: He's remarkably well preserved. Could be months or even years. We'll know more when we get him home. You know, in the nineteen seventies, grave-robbers raided a Southern Colonel's cast-iron casket. They took his weapons, his jewelry, and for some strange reason, the poor man's head. When the local authorities found the hundred year old decomposing corpse, they assumed he was recently decapitated. They opened a murder investigation.

GIBBS: This guy's still got his head. We're not local cops. I want to know how he died.

BURNS: I can help with that. Doctor Mallard, well how nice to see you again.

DUCKY: Yes. It is. How are you?

BURNS: Doctor Elaine Burns. We met in Hawaii almost eighteen years ago. (BEAT) The conference on identifying POW remains in Vietnam?

DUCKY: Yes, of course. How wonderful to see you again.

BURNS: I still have that puka shell necklace you gave me.

DUCKY: Yes, quite the keepsake, aren't they?

GIBBS: Do you have information on how this man died, Doctor?

BURNS: Ah, yes. We took the liberty of imaging the corpse before we knew for sure we were dealing with an actual homicide and not just some sick hoax.

GIBBS: Meaning you disturbed my crime scene?

BURNS: As a forensic anthropologist, I can assure you my examination was strictly non-evasive. There. Now I've seen several images like this in the past, but you can't be certain until you get it out.

GIBBS: Get what out?

BURNS: In my opinion, it's a musket ball.

(MUSIC OUT)

MUSIC IN:

INT. ANTHROPOLOGY LAB - DAY

ZIVA: I don't think this is what Gibbs had in mind when he instructed me to observe.(SFX: SHUTTER CLICKS B.G.)

TONY: Do you have any idea how many people get killed in America by bears every year, Ziva?

ZIVA: No, but I can't imagine a lot.

TONY: You'd be surprised.

ZIVA: McGee?

MCGEE: Uh... I think it's about one.

ZIVA: Isn't there something more constructive you could be doing?

TONY: Like what?

ZIVA: Investigating.

GIBBS: DiNozzo and McGee. Report in.

TONY: Casket was uncovered by a housing project going up near the Bull Run Battlefield in Manassas, Boss. Got the name and address of the construction company. Scheduled an interview and soil test for tomorrow.

MCGEE: The only thing removed from the casket was one cell phone, damaged and non operational. I've also got the prints of the lab workers to run against any we find in or around the body and tomb. And Doctor Burns was wearing surgical gloves when she picked this up.

GIBBS: Good work. Miss David?

ZIVA: I'm wondering why there's a nine-millimeter hole in my hat.

GIBBS: Ventilation.

ZIVA: Oh.

GIBBS: I'll escort the casket back with Ducky. We'll meet in the squad room.

ZIVA: Agent Gibbs? I would also like to know if I could drive the truck back to base. It might make me feel as if I actually accomplished something today.

MUSICAL BRIDGE TO:

INT. TRUCK - MOVING

TONY: Hey, not so fast!

ZIVA: I always drive fast! It's the best way to avoid possible IEDs and ambushes.

TONY: You're in America now. I wouldn't worry about it. How about this? Slow down or I'll puke on you.

ZIVA: Tony, why don't you like the American Civil War?

TONY: I don't want to talk about it.

MCGEE: It's because of his father.

TONY: Was she talking to you, Probie?

ZIVA: Oh. You didn't get along with your father. Hm... explains a lot.

TONY: My father and I got along fine.

ZIVA: If you say so. I think it's best to talk about things instead of burying them inside.

MCGEE: What about you? Your father? Deputy Director David, what's he like?

TONY: Slow down, we're taking the next left.

(SFX: CAR HORNS HONK/TIRES SCREECH)

MCGEE: Ziva, car! Car! Car!

(TONY SHOUTS)

ZIVA: Sorry. First time behind the wheel after a six month mission in the U.K.

(SFX: TONY VOMITS)

(PASSAGE OF TIME)

ZIVA: I said I was sorry.

CUT TO:

INT. SQUAD ROOM - DAY

MCGEE: We ran his prints through AFIS. It is confirmed our Union soldier is Staff Sergeant Warren Sorrow, an MSG instructor in Quantico.

TONY: MSG stands for--

ZIVA: Marine Security Guard. I've been to over two dozen embassies around the world, Tony.

GIBBS: What do we have on the Staff Sergeant, McGee?

MCGEE: Reported UA about a year ago. I'm currently building a profile on what his life was like around the time of his disappearance.

GIBBS: Not anymore. I want you with Abby. Find out what was on the cell phone we found in the casket. Tony, you're on the paper trail. I want to know everything about him by the time I get back. And you? You keep... you keep observing.

ZIVA: What exactly, Gibbs?

GIBBS: I don't care. Just do it quietly.

(GIBBS WALKS O.S.)

ZIVA: Now I know why he took all my weapons away.

CUT TO:

INT. AUTOPSY ROOM - DAY

(DOOR OPENS)

DUCKY: Have you ever spent an evening with a young lady and failed to remember it, Mister Palmer? Oh, what was I thinking? Of course not.

JIMMY: But I wouldn't mind.

DUCKY: Well, it's not something to be admired, Mister Palmer. That doctor today at the Smithsonian intimated that we shared a special something in Hawaii during a conference once.

JIMMY: Yeah, what doctor was that, Doctor?

DUCKY: The young and attractive one.

JIMMY: Um.... still not following you.

DUCKY: She was the only doctor there besides myself.

JIMMY: Oh! You mean Doctor Burns?

DUCKY: Yeah.

JIMMY: Oh, I'm sorry. I thought that you said she was young.

DUCKY: Young to me, Mister Palmer. Young to me. Ah, will you rotate the head twenty degrees to the left? She invited me out for cocktails tomorrow evening. I was forced to decline.

JIMMY: Why? She seemed nice.

DUCKY: Oh she's more than nice. But how do you tell a woman that you have absolutely no mental recollection of her whatsoever?

JIMMY: I suppose one could always lie.

DUCKY: Have you been spending time with Agent DiNozzo again? (BEAT) Hmm... to Abby, please.

JIMMY: Right away, Doctor.

DUCKY: I don't suppose you've ever been to Hawaii.

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INT. LAB - DAY

(MUSIC PLAYS B.G.)

ABBY: That should do it.

MCGEE: That's what you said the last eight times.

ABBY: See? That shows how much attention you pay to me. It was nine, Timmy.

MCGEE: All right.

ABBY: So did we do it? Did we do it? Did we do it? Did we fix the cell phone's circuit board?

MCGEE: Hold on.

ABBY: Come on! You're killing me, McGee!

MCGEE: Yes. Yes, I think that we fixed it. I think the circuits are - just how many Caff-Pows have you had today, Abby?

ABBY: You know, the usual.

MCGEE: Trust me, I think you've had more than the usual. Because I'm getting jumpy just looking at you.

ABBY: Some people drown their sorrows in drugs and alcohol. I prefer caffeine. Now hook up the cell phone board and get cracking before Gibbs decides to crack you one.

MCGEE: You mean crack us.

ABBY: Gibbs would never hit a lady.

MCGEE: Exactly. So I suggest we get started.

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INT. SQUAD ROOM - DAY

TONY: Ziva?

ZIVA: Yes?

TONY: First of all, don't ever do that again. And second, what are you doing?

ZIVA: I'm observing you, Tony.

TONY: Any way you can do that in a less creepy manner?

ZIVA: Who is the woman with Gibbs?

TONY: Yeah. Once you're here long enough, you'll figure it out.

ZIVA: Is that his girlfriend?

TONY: I have no idea.

ZIVA: You just told me that...

TONY: Well, you'll figure out there's some things around here you don't ask about.

(SHEPARD WATCHES GIBBS FROM THE STAIRS)

DUCKY: Where's Gibbs, Tony?

TONY: Your two o'clock.

GIBBS: What's wrong, Duck?

DUCKY: I know how our Staff Sergeant died.

GIBBS: From your look I'm guessing it wasn't a musket ball.

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INT. AUTOPSY ROOM - DAY

DUCKY: At first one could assume that a projectile of such size and mass would produce almost instant death, but Pre-Civil War muskets were notoriously unreliable, and lost most of their velocity over the first hundred meters. Our Sergeant was grievously wounded by a musket ball, but his injury was not fatal.

ZIVA: Then how did he die, Doctor Mallard?

DUCKY: His lung tissue was coated with an extremely fine film of rust particles. And one can only imagine how long he clawed at the iron sides of his casket ... trying to escape before he suffocated.

(MUSIC OUT)

FADE IN:

INT. SQUAD ROOM - DAY

ZIVA: A Marine dressed as a Civil War soldier is shot by a musket and then buried alive in a one hundred and forty year old antique iron casket. And you're telling me this isn't your strangest case?

TONY: Yep.

MCGEE: Pretty much.

ZIVA: I don't know what I find more disturbing? Your eating habits or the fact that I believe you.

TONY: I'm sorry, do our strange American foods frighten you?

ZIVA: Not at all. I was referring to your manners. You should have bought me one.

MCGEE: I'm going to go help Abby.

SHEPARD: (V.O.) She seems to be fitting in well.

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INT. STAIRWELL - DAY

GIBBS: She almost killed my entire team yesterday.

SHEPARD: How?

GIBBS: Driving home from a crime scene.

SHEPARD: I should have warned you. I think she was an East European cabdriver in a past life.

GIBBS: Yeah, well she wasn't a cop. She obviously has no investigative or law enforcement experience, Jen.

SHEPARD: Neither did I when I first started with you.

GIBBS: Yeah, well you were always a fast learner.

ZIVA: (V.O.) You sure you don't want it back Tony? (INTERCUT FLASHBACK SCENES)

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INT. SQUAD ROOM - DAY

ZIVA: Most men usually don't have a problem with my germs.

TONY: I've got a lead on how our Staff Sergeant ended up in a Union Soldier's uniform. He was a member of a local CW.... C.W.R out of Fairfax.

ZIVA: C.W.R.?

TONY: Yeah. Civil War Reenactors. Guys who get together, dress up in period costumes, reenacting famous battles.

ZIVA: Why?

TONY: I've been asking my father that since I was ten years old.

ZIVA: According to this, they're preparing for one of those battles this week in Manassas. Quite the coincidence.

TONY: In the immortal words of Leroy Jethro Gibbs, I don't believe in coincidences.

GIBBS: Is that a fact, DiNozzo?

TONY: Hey boss. I was just telling Ziva about this lead that I--

GIBBS: Yeah, I heard. Come on. Abby's found something. Let's roll.

TONY: That's an American custom. A form of affection.

ZIVA: It seems like "Shloshet haStooges" to me.

TONY: LIKE WHAT?

ZIVA: Larry, Moe, Curly, yes?

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INT. OUTER LAB - DAY

(MUSIC B.G.)

GIBBS: Abs?(SFX: DOORS SLIDE OPEN)

ABBY: I look like a freak. Well?

TONY: Whoa.

MCGEE: See, I don't think she really looks that bad.

ZIVA: Is she making a reference to that strange tattoo on her neck?

GIBBS: Why?

ABBY: One of the Director's new admin weenies brought me this last night. It's the NCIS dress code. He said I was in violation.

GIBBS: He did, did he?

ABBY: It's bad enough that I have to wear a monkey suit for court appearances, but everyday?

ZIVA: I think you look nice, Abby.

ABBY: Nice?! You think I look nice?! I look like... like...

TONY: Career Girl Barbie.

ABBY: Oh my god! I do! I can't work like this, Gibbs.

GIBBS: I'll take care of it, Abs.

ABBY: I'm allergic to polyester. It makes me itch. It's a medical condition. I could get a note from the doctor.

GIBBS: Abby, I said I'll take care of it.

(SFX: FLATULENCE)

TONY: Don't ask.

GIBBS: Can we get back to work now?

ABBY: Do I have to wear the shoes?

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INT. INNER LAB - DAY

ABBY: The circuit board on the cell phone was damaged. But we managed to get it working again. The battery shut down on October third, two thousand four.

MCGEE: The last twenty two calls were made to nine one one.

ABBY: None of them went through.

TONY: He was calling from inside the casket.

MCGEE: Yep, cast iron and buried underground.

ABBY: I don't think anyone's calling plan extends that far, Tony.

GIBBS: What are the last entries here?

MCGEE: Uh... well, he was running low on oxygen, Boss. I assume that he was trying to dial another number - hit random keys.

GIBBS: Find out. What did you pull from the tomb, Abs?

ABBY: There were traces of Staff Sergeant Sorrow's blood inside of the cover.

ZIVA: Most likely from when he tried to claw his way out.

ABBY: Since his fingers were shredded, that must have been really hard to figure out.... Agent De-ved.

ZIVA: It's pronounced David. Or you can just call me Ziva.

ABBY: I also found two very distinct types of dirt on the outside. One is red clay which is very common in Virginia. And the other had a high concentration of fertilizer.

GIBBS: Tony, meet with the construction company that found this.

TONY: Zero nine hundred.

GIBBS: Take Ziva with you. See if there's anything left of that crime scene.

TONY: On it.

ABBY: Come on, McGee.

(INTERCUT FLASHBACK SCENES OF CASKET INTERIOR)

(PASSAGE OF TIME)

MCGEE: Abby, what if these aren't numbers? Abby?

(MUSIC OVER ACTION/MCGEE WATCHES ABBY DRESS)

ABBY: See something you like, McGee?

MCGEE: No. (BEAT) I mean, yes?

ABBY: Better. What were you going to tell me?

MCGEE: Um... what if he wasn't trying to dial a number, but he was trying to send a text message?

ABBY: McGee, sometimes I think I love you.


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INT. ELEVATOR - DAY

ZIVA: Tell me you have a shower here.

TONY: We do. But only for biological or chemical emergencies.(SFX: ELEVATOR DINGS/DOORS SLIDE OPEN)

ZIVA: Wonderful.

TONY: Well you're the one who said you were sick of observing.

ZIVA: You made me crawl through a dump truck full of dirt.

TONY: There could have been valuable evidence in there.

ZIVA: There wasn't!

TONY: Yes, and thanks to you we now know that.

GIBBS: How'd it go?

TONY: Nothing, Boss. Building site was clean. Figuratively speaking.

ZIVA: Very.

TONY: We taped off the area, but we're not going to find anything.

ABBY: Gibbs! We did it!

GIBBS: Did what, Abs?

MCGEE: Those random numbers weren't random after all, Boss.

ABBY: Staff Sergeant Sorrow was leaving us a text message from the grave.

(PASSAGE OF TIME)

ABBY: When you put it through the cell phone's text converter, you get this.

MCGEE: (READS) "Only got half. Oxbow not on his side. Kearns, don't let him get safety deposit box."

TONY: That's it?

ZIVA: He was buried alive, Tony. What did you expect? A soliloquy?

ABBY: We ran his social through the banking system. Staff Sergeant Sorrow has a safe deposit box paid for five years at the North Virginia Savings and Trust.

GIBBS: McGee, get me a warrant.

MCGEE: I already called it in, Boss.

GIBBS: DiNozzo, Oxbow and Kearns?

TONY: On it.

GIBBS: Get me into that safe deposit box. You take Ziva with you.

ZIVA: Is there somewhere I can clean up?

GIBBS: Yeah. Sure. Tonight when you go home.

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EXT. COURTYARD - DAY

MCGEE: Ziva, let me help you with that.

ZIVA: I'm not a child.

MCGEE: Just trying to help.

ZIVA: You make up what I missed.

MCGEE: Thank you.

ZIVA: Is Tony always so...?

MCGEE: Yeah.

ZIVA: And Gibbs?

MCGEE: Oh, yeah.

ZIVA: And Abby?

MCGEE: Uh... Abby's... usually nice.

ZIVA: Then it's me. I guess I have that effect on people.

MCGEE: It's... it's not you. Ziva, the past month has been hard on everyone. But I'm glad you're here.

ZIVA: Yes?

MCGEE: Yeah. It means I'm not the newbie anymore.

ZIVA: Ha!

(ZIVA LOOKS AROUND THE COURTYARD)

MCGEE: What's wrong?

ZIVA: Nothing. Still getting used to America, I suppose.

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INT. SAFETY DEPOSIT ROOM - DAY

SMITH: I understand Staff Sergeant Sorrow has been missing.

MCGEE: Who told you that?

SMITH: His brother. He's inquired several times about the safety deposit box.

ZIVA: Why?

SMITH: He felt if something had happened to the Staff Sergeant, he would have wanted him to have it.

ZIVA: Like death?

SMITH: Obviously. But without a death certificate or court order, our policy is to maintain the contents until the lease runs out. Is Staff Sergeant Sorrows missing?

MCGEE: Not anymore.

ZIVA: Anything else or can we open the box now?

SMITH: I'll be outside if you need me.

(DOOR OPENS/ CLOSES)

ZIVA: Oof. We need to talk to his brother.

MCGEE: Definitely.

(MUSIC UP AND OUT)

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INT. SAFETY DEPOSIT ROOM - DAY

ZIVA: (V.O.) A mummified hand. An ancient map. (ON CAMERA) This has to be your strangest case now, McGee.

MCGEE: (INTO PHONE) Thanks. (TO ZIVA) Maybe. That was Tony. Staff Sergeant Sorrow does not have a brother. So we need to pull the bank security camera footage, see if they have a shot of this guy who claims to be his brother.

ZIVA: You know what this reminds me of, McGee?

MCGEE: Mossad case?

ZIVA: No. A Harry Potter novel.

MCGEE: You read those too?

ZIVA: Hmm.

MCGEE: Me neither.

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EXT. BANK - DAY

MAN: Excuse me. Excuse me. Do you know where I can find a Kelleher Avenue?

MCGEE: Uh... yeah. North of here about four blocks.

MAN: Four blocks?

MCGEE: Yeah.

MAN: Yeah. Hey, I'm going to need that map, too.

MCGEE: Excuse me?

MAN: The map. Why don't you take a look at that van behind me? All right, now give me your weapon. Come on, give it to me. Now back up. Back up.

MCGEE: Now what?

MAN: Now you get wet.

(MAN PUSHES MCGEE AND ZIVA INTO THE FOUNTAIN)

(SFX: CAR TIRES SCREECH)

MCGEE: Damn it! Gibbs is going to kill me.

ZIVA: Look on the bright side, McGee. At least I'm clean again.

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INT. AUTOPSY ROOM - DAY

DUCKY: No, no, no. Tighter. Hold it tighter, Mister Palmer. I can put some English on it.

(SFX: DUCKY TEARS OFF THE FINGER)

DUCKY: Oops. Oh, dear.

JIMMY: A little too much English, Doctor.

DUCKY: There is no such thing. Do you know what we have here, Mister Palmer?

JIMMY: A very old ring?

DUCKY: Yes. And a reason to call Doctor Burns back.

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INT. SQUAD ROOM - DAY

MCGEE: Boss, I'm sorry. I screwed up and it won't happen again.

GIBBS: It wasn't your fault. They used us. Used us to get into that safety deposit box for them.

MCGEE: Well, he knew exactly what he wanted. All he asked for was the map.

GIBBS: Map? What map? Map of what, McGee?

MCGEE: I didn't really get a look at it.

TONY: Maybe it was a treasure map, Probie!? You know, like gold, diamonds, silver.

GIBBS: It wasn't from one of your dumb ass movies, DiNozzo.

TONY: Sorry.

MCGEE: We need to find this guy. Claimed he was Staff Sergeant Sorrow's brother.

TONY: I might have a name for him. Been researching the words from Sorrow's farewell message. Oxbow and Kearns.

MCGEE: Oxbow is the name on the map.

TONY: The other name might be his. Judd Kearns, a member of the same Civil War club our dead Staff Sergeant belonged to.

GIBBS: Get an address?

TONY: Yeah, but he's not there. Their club is on their way to Manassas Battlefield Park for a reenactment. Should be there this afternoon.

GIBBS: McGee, what else do you remember about the map?

ZIVA: I think I can help with that. At Mossad, officers who failed to observe don't generally last too long.

TONY: Hmm. At NCIS they apparently get drop kicked into water fountains.

ZIVA: That would have never happened if I had my weapons.

GIBBS: McGee, find out what this is a map of.

MCGEE: I'm going to get right on it.

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INT. LAB - DAY

MCGEE: Abby, Ziva was amazing. I mean, she's got a photographic memory! (BEAT) What?

ABBY: Why don't you two just get a room, McGee?

MCGEE: What, you think she likes me?

ABBY: McGee, never forget. I am one of the few people in the world who can murder you and leave no forensic evidence.

DUCKY: Well perhaps we should come back then.

ABBY: Ducky! Just venting. Who's your friend?

DUCKY: Ah, I'd like you to meet Doctor Elaine Burns, a forensic anthropologist from the Smithsonian.

BURNS: Ducky was saying you might be in need of my expertise.

(PASSAGE OF TIME)

BURNS: It's French, nineteenth century. Usually worn by Southern gentlemen to telegraph welcome status. It's in fantastic condition. Where'd you find it?

DUCKY: On a mummified hand in a safety deposit box, I'm afraid.

BURNS: Sounds like scavengers. Grave robbers. We've had more sites ruined by them than I care to remember.

GIBBS: How about the map we found with it, Abs?

BURNS: Certainly typical of the Civil War Period. ICF stands for Irregular Confederate Forces. Oxbow may be referring to a prominent Virginia family.

ABBY: Where'd they live?

BURNS: Manassas. Their mansion was destroyed in the Second Battle of Bull Run by the Union.

ABBY: Remember how we found Boone's dumping grounds, Gibbs? I could run the vectors between these features and satellite imagery.

GIBBS: Do it.

BURNS: Well, if it is Manassas, I've had several digs there. I'd be more than willing to serve as a guide. That is if Doctor Mallard would be willing to accompany me.

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INT. SQUAD ROOM - DAY

TONY: Boss, his club checked in with the Park Rangers. Judge Kearns is there now. Are we rolling?

GIBBS: No, not yet. (TO ZIVA) Gear up.

(MUSIC OVER ACTION/ ZIVA GATHERS HER WEAPONS)

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INT. BATTLEFIELD PARK - DAY

(SFX: GUNFIRE)

(VOICE: "Fire!")

MCGEE: (V.O.) Bring back memories for you, Tony?

ZIVA: It looks like fun.

TONY: You know what little Anthony DiNozzo's job was during these reenactments, Ziva?

ZIVA: Little drummer boy?

TONY: No, I would carry around a bucket so these guys could take a dump. They called me "that little poo boy."

GIBBS: Kearns is out here somewhere dressed as a Union Sergeant. You two with me. See if you match up any landmarks on the map.

(GIBBS AND TONY WALK O.S.)

ZIVA: Any suggestions, doctors?

BURNS: Let me look. By the orientation of the map, I suggest we start near some of my old dig sites to the north.

DUCKY: Unless... may I? During times of war mapmakers often add terrain or change the declination of north and south in order to confuse...

ZIVA: Confuse the enemy before it fell into the wrong hands.

DUCKY: Yeah, very good, Ziva. Yes, what troubles me about this map is this Confederate flag in the corner.

ZIVA: It's unfurled in the opposite direction of most flags.

DUCKY: Precisely. I think we should start looking to the south.

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EXT. BATTLEFIELD CLEARING - DAY

TONY: Boss, your three o'clock. Red stripes.

MCGEE: That's the guy from the bank video.

(BEGIN CHASE SCENE)

TONY: Oh, he's going! Fast!

GIBBS: You think?! Son-of-a....

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EXT. BATTLEFIELD PARK

DUCKY: Ziva, I really think we should wait for Gibbs.

ZIVA: He is the one that told us to look for landmarks, Doctor Mallard.

DUCKY: Land marks, yes. Following them deep into the woods, probably not. And please, call me Ducky.

ZIVA: Okay, Ducky. I believe this is the trail indicated on the map.

BURNS: I doubt it. Wait. The topography is completely different today. If anything we might have better luck starting near the site where the Oxbow mansion used to stand.

ZIVA: We can try that next.

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EXT. BATTLEFIELD CLEARING - DAY

TONY: That's not bad, boss. I thought you were still behind me until you tackled him.

GIBBS: Not likely, DiNozzo.

TONY: What's his excuse?

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EXT. BATTLEFIELD PARK - DAY

ZIVA: It wasn't an "X" on the map.

DUCKY: It's a cross. This is a graveyard.

ZIVA: Ducky, wait here and call Gibbs. Tell him to hurry.(SFX: ELECTRIC SCREWDRIVER B.G.)

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EXT. CEMETERY - DAY

SOLDIER: (V.O.) We need to hurry this up.

MAN TWO: Yeah, that's it.

(SFX: MEN PRY OPEN THE CASKET)

SOLDIER: They buried these things so the South could rise again, and now they are all mine.

MAN TWO: There's got to be fifty of them here. At thirty grand a pop, that's uh...

ZIVA: One point five million. Your rifle is ten feet away. I wouldn't recommend trying it.

BRETT: (V.O.) I didn't do anything wrong.

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EXT. BATTLEFIELD CLEARING - DAY

TONY: No? What about resisting arrest, Kearns. And what's that other charge, McGee?

MCGEE: Murdering Staff Sergeant Warren Sorrow.

BRETT: Sorrow's dead? No way. You guys can't pin that on me! I wouldn't! They told me he got scared and took off.

GIBBS: He was buried alive in a coffin, dirtbag.

BRETT: I didn't sign up for this. All she said I had to do was distract you.

GIBBS: DiNozzo, come on.

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EXT. CEMETERY - DAY

ZIVA: Ducky! Ducky, where is Gibbs?!

BURNS: Ducky can't answer right now. Drop the gun now or he dies.

DUCKY: I knew there was a reason I blocked you out of my mind.

BURNS: Last time I ask. Drop it!

DUCKY: Shoot her, Ziva. She'll only kill both of us.

ZIVA: And those weapons? That is why you killed that poor Staff Sergeant?

BURNS: He found Oxbow's casket on the map. He actually wanted to turn them over to a museum.

SOLDIER: The only mistake we made was killing him before we got the map.

BURNS: You two are going to be the unfortunate victims of scavengers.

(MUSIC OVER ACTION/DUCKY FALLS FORWARD/ ZIVA THROWS A KNIFE)

(SFX: GUNSHOT)

(GIBBS AND TONY RUN TO THE CEMETERY)

TONY: Remind me not to piss her off.

GIBBS: Oh, DiNozzo, you have no idea.

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INT. SQUAD ROOM - NIGHT

ZIVA: She's gone, Gibbs. I don't think Kate would mind. I found this, but I have a feeling she would have wanted you to have it. See you in the morning.

(MUSIC OVER ACTION/GIBBS LOOKS AT THE SKETCH BOOK)

(MUSIC UP AND OUT)

(MUSIC UP OVER ENDING CREDITS AND OUT)