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[panting]

[pop music playing
over headphones]

[panting]

[camera shutter clicking]

[camera shutter clicking]

All right, Ducky,
I'm done.

Thank you, Tim.

[groans]

You poor dear.

Probably didn't even
hear it coming.

Hey, where's Tony?

I don't know.

I offered
to give him a lift,

but he said someone
would pick him up.

From DC to Quantico?

Sounded strange
to me, too.

I don't know how he's
surviving without a car.

[phone beeps]

Is that him?

No. It's Delilah.

We're talking about sneaking
away for a long weekend.

[laughs]:
Nice.

DUCKY:
If you hens are finished,

I could do with some help.

Oh, yes.

Her name's Petty Officer
Third Class Jody Ray.

Patrol spotted her body
just after sunrise.

She works
at the base clinic.

Punched out just after
2100 last night.

And she went for a run?

Coworker said she was training
for a marathon.

Had been running almost every
night for the past few months.

Next of kin been notified?

CACO team is on it, sir.

All right, thanks.

Nice of you to join us, DiNozzo.

Yeah, sorry.

Hey, Jimmy.

So, what did I miss?

Who was it that drove you
all the way over here?
Oh.

A friend.

No, seriously.

Seriously.

What should I do, photograph?

No, I already did it.

Egh. All right.

Duck?

Last night, 2200 hours,

or thereabouts.

McGEE:
Hey, Abbs.

Come up with anything?

Making progress.

Look, okay, this is a part

of the vehicle's
headlight assembly.

What's the make and model?

There are 47 manufacturers

of cars and trucks
in the United States.

Each one of those produces
multiple models and body styles.

And the parts and the trim
are redesigned every few years.

There are zillions
of possibilities.

Why would anyone assume
that I could take

a teeny, tiny
piece of plastic

and easily identify a vehicle?

What's the make and model?

A 2003 to a 2005 Dodge Ram
pickup truck.

Thank you very much.

But we're going
to have to narrow it down.

There's hundreds of trucks
on that base every day.

That's what I was doing
when you interrupted me.

So, there was a trace
of the vehicle's paint

on Petty Officer Ray's watch.

These are our color choices.

On the top
we have Inferno Red.

And the bottom we have
Deep Molten Red.

I don't know who comes up
with these names.

What do you think?

I'm going to have to
go with the top one.
Agreed.

So Inferno Red was only
available between 2005 and 2008.

So the only year in common
between the headlight lens

and the color is 2005.

Ergo we are looking for a red
2005 Dodge Ram pickup truck.

Abby, you are the best.

Still taken for granted.

Just 'cause I make it look easy
doesn't mean it is.

Why do you suspect
Staff Sergeant Justin Dunne?

Abby I.D.'d the make, model
and color

of the hit-and-run vehicle.

Only one registered on base
and it belongs to Dunne.

I checked the gate
security footage.

His truck never left
Quantico last night.

What do we know about him?Single.

Joined the Corps
right out of high school.

He's a helo mechanic.

Scheduled to deploy on an LHA

to the Med, later this week.

And most pertinent...

he has a DUI in his past.

Bring him in.

[laughs]:
I love it when it all comes
together so quickly.

Not me.
Makes me nervous.

Too easy.

Let's go.

You ever going to
get a new car?

Well, firstly,
I never buy new cars.

Secondly, I need something
that ignites my passions.

It's like a woman.

I need to be in love
before I commit.

You've never committed
to a woman.

[pounding on door]

Sergeant Dunne. NCIS.

[pounding on door]

TONY:
Sergeant Dunne!

Freeze. NCIS.

Yeah, that's my truck, but

I swear, I don't know how
it got that way.

You didn't drive it
last night?
No.

I haven't used the truck
in a couple of days.

How do you get to work?I walk.
Need the exercise.

The maintenance bay isn't
that far from my quarters.

TONY:
Where were you last
night, 2200 hours?

I was in my room... asleep.

Had a tough week.

I was exhausted.

You sure you weren't drunk

and you just don't
remember what you did?

We know about your DUI.

I've been sober for 13 months.

I go to three or four
meetings a week.

So, if you weren't driving the
pickup and you're innocent,

why were you climbing
out a window?

I know my rights.

I'm not saying any more
until I have a lawyer.
Okay.

Then you can have
the lawyer of your choice

or JAG will assign
one to you.

[door opens and closes]

[sighs]

Hey, McGee.

Did you bring me
Sergeant Dunne's right boot?

Sorry, Abbs, he lawyered up and
didn't give a permissive search.

Hmm. Well, did you get
a good look at his feet?

Huh?
Well, the footprint
that you cast

at the crime scene, it's a
standard-issue Marine Corps

combat boot,
size ten and a half.

Well, I guess
he might wear that size.

It's well worn
and has a very distinctive gash

in the right heel.

I'd just really love to match it
to Sergeant Dunne.

Well, you're going to have
to wait till morning.

Any luck here?

Oh, this is definitely
the pickup truck.

The tires match the tracks
that were in the dirt.

And I got hair, blood
and clothing fibers

off the front end
that match our victim.

So, I'll get DNA confirmation
in the morning,

and we should have it
locked up.

Great.

Hey, have you been giving
Tony rides to work

since his car was wrecked?

No.

Hmm.

Somebody dropped him off

all the way out at Quantico
this morning.

Is he dating someone?

Oh... I don't think so.

Hmm.

[inhales deeply, sighs]

You always smell so great.

Let me guess-- you missed
the sexual harassment meeting

again this year.

Hey, everybody, look
who I found in the lobby.

GIBBS:
Hey, Clark.

Hey, guys.
McGEE:
Morning, Carrie.

I don't think
I've had the pleasure.

Dr. Mallard,

meet former FBI
agent Carrie Clark.

Now in private law practice.

Nice to meet you, Doctor.

Likewise.
TONY:
Carrie worked

the Norfolk side
of the Port Authority case

a few years ago,
made Fornell look good.

It was a tough job.

No, you guys made it easy.

I don't remember
that case.

Grand theft, Ducky,

no autopsy, no body, no you.

Ah.

What brings
you to NCIS?

I'm here to see
Sergeant Dunne.

You're his lawyer?

Say it ain't so.Yes, where is he?

Staff Sergeant Dunne's in a
holding cell across the yard.

Agent McGee can
take you to him.
Thank you.

Good to see you guys.

Bye.
Duck,

you can release Petty Officer
Ray's body any time

you're ready.

You notice anything different
about Carrie, boss?

No wedding ring.

Told you the husband
was a handbag.

Handbag?

Something useless
you hang on your arm.

Oh.
[chuckles]

Hey, Agent Fornell,
it's DiNozzo.

Listen, can you give me
the skinny

on the ever-fetching
Carrie Clark?

Hello.

I'm Carrie Clark.

Didn't expect you
to look like you do.

Is that a problem?

Not if you're as good
as my cousin said.

Well, I haven't had
any complaints.

You're about to be arraigned
on some very serious charges.

I don't know anything
about a hit-and-run.

If it was my pickup,
someone else was driving.

Any idea who?

Justin, I want to believe you,
but you seem very nervous.

Is there something
that you want to tell me?

Where were you
at 10:00 last night?

Doesn't matter.

Of course it does.

I have an alibi.
Okay.

That's all you
need to know.

Are you going to tell me?

[chuckling]:
All right, if that is going
to be your attitude,

how about I save you
some money?

JAG will assign someone
to you for free.

Hold on.

Could this room
be bugged?

No, no way--
that would be illegal.

Are you recording
our conversation?

No.

You're my lawyer.

Anything I say, you
can't tell anyone?

It's called
attorney-client privilege.

Everything that you say
is confidential.

It doesn't leave this room
unless you want it to.

Rules of ethics
prohibit me

from telling anyone
what we discuss.

You sure?

I promise you, Justin.

When that girl was killed,

I was 35 miles away
in Falls Church.

And what
were you doing there?

Stabbing a guy to death.

Why are you checking
airline schedules?

Miami?

Do you have
to know everything?

Yes, it's in my DNA.

Well, you're gonna drive me
crazy until I tell you, so...

Things are quiet here,
this case is wrapping up.

I've got
a few vacation days coming,

so Delilah and I
have been talking

about getting away
for a long weekend.

McGee, I'm impressed.

Miami, South Beach,
hot clubs, stone crabs.

It is unlike you.

I knew I shouldn't
have said anything.

TONY:
Oh.

That didn't take long.

Your client come
to his senses?

Thank you.Wants to confess?

No.

Wants to make
a deal, then?

Sergeant Dunne says
he's innocent.

Innocent?

We've forensically tied
his pickup to the victim.

He ran when we tried
to question him.

He claims he
has an alibi.

Well, what is it?
We'll check it out.

Well, it is not
that simple, Gibbs,

he told me in
confidence.

It's privileged.

If he doesn't want
to tell you himself,

then my hands
are tied.

We've got 48 hours to either
charge him or let him go.

Give us something.

All right, listen, I will go
check out his alibi myself

and I will get back to you.

The guy's facing
vehicular homicide

and hit-and-run charges.

He won't use an alibi?

Is he crazy?

Abbs.

Gibbs... you're amazing.

How did you know that someone
else was driving the truck?

What'd you find?

Well, it's more what I didn't
find that's interesting.

I mean, before you
called, I was just trying

to match the victim to
the vehicle, which I did.

But?
But then, when
you asked me

if there's a chance
that someone

other than the owner of
the truck was driving,

I dusted the whole thing for
prints, I didn't find any.

Just Staff Sergeant Dunne's?No.

I mean, like none, nada,
zip, zilch, nothing.

Almost the entire
surface of the truck

was wiped clean
of fingerprints--

the door handle, the steering
wheel, the gearshift,

the seat adjuster,
everything.

Now, I got reminded
o-of my Uncle Horace.

He was always
losing things

like his glasses and
his wallet and his keys.

He got locked out of his
own car so many times

that he, he hid
a key on his car.

And then I found... this...

[rattles]

...under the
front wheel well.

Wiped clean?

Oh, yeah, including
the key inside.

That is hardly something
that the owner would do.

Someone else was driving
the truck.

Yes, and they tried to make
it look like they weren't.

Thanks, Abbs.

I don't understand
why people run.

Oh, well, it's
therapeutic,

it has great
cardiovascular benefits.

What's more, it gets the
old endorphins pumping.

I'll tell you, running
gives me a great high.

I was referring
to the driver

running from the scene
of the accident, Mr. Palmer.

Oh, yes, yes.

Did you know that
pedestrian hit-and-runs are

at an epidemic rate
in this country?

Nearly 11%

of all traffic accidents
in the United States are

hit-and-runs.

That Petty Officer Ray?

Yes.

Hold on to the body for
a little while longer,

will you, Duck?

You signed the release.

Has something changed?

Yeah.[cell phone ringing]

But I don't know what.

Yeah, it's Gibbs.

Hi, it's Carrie Clark.

Yeah, Carrie, what do you got?

Well, Dunne's alibi

checks out, it's solid.

Mm-hmm, tell me.I can't.

You're going to have
to start looking

for the real hit-and-run driver
because it's not my client.

Carrie, look, I can't just take
your word for it, okay?

Give me
something here.

You're gonna have to figure
this one out on your own, Gibbs.

Jethro, is something wrong?

Looks like you
won't be leaving us

today after
all, my dear.

McGee,

trace the last call,
will you?

You want me to find out
who it was from?It was from Carrie Clark.

Usually her name comes up
on that little window there.

This time it didn't;
it was just a number.
Hmm.

What did she say?

Said her client's alibi
checked out.

I don't believe it.

Well, the number belongs
to a pay phone.
Pay phone?

I didn't think
there were any left.

325 Acacia Avenue
in Falls Church.

It's in front of the library.

Carrie has a cell.

Why would she use a pay phone?

Not sure.

She knows her client's alibi.

She knows she can't tell us.

What are you thinking, boss?

Carrie knows we'll be intrigued,

she knows
that we'll trace the call.

Did she just drop a bread crumb?

Yeah. Go. Go on.

There's the pay phone.

Why was Carrie calling
from here?

McGEE:
Library, hardware store?

Oh, there we go,
Great Sexpectations.

I seriously
doubt it, Tony.

Hey, there's a squad car.

Yeah, let's check it out.

[horn honks]

Did you ever find out
if Carrie was divorced?

Ah. Trial separation.

She's not wearing
her ring.

You know what
that means.

It's over.

Hey.

NCIS.

Special Agents DiNozzo
and McGee.

Dockry, Homicide.

Homicide?

What are you guys up to?

Oh, just pounding the
pavement, boring Navy stuff.

Yeah, nothing serious
like homicide.

Who's dead?

Store owner-- Donny Sullivan.

Stabbed to death
night before last.

Body was found
in the upstairs residence

yesterday morning
by an employee.

Any leads?Nothing concrete yet.

Anything I can help
you guys with?

Ah, no, we got to go.

He gets hungry.

It's true.
See you around.

Hey, do you guys know
a Special Agent Gibbs?

Oh, yeah, we affectionately
refer to him as "boss."

Tell him Hickory's son said hi.

Hickory?

He'll know.

The storekeeper's murder
happened

about the same time
as the hit-and-run.

Think this has something
to do with Dunne's alibi?

If Dunne was involved,
then how'd he get

from Quantico to
here and back?

His truck never
left the base.

I think your amorous
little weekend in Miami

just went bye-bye.

[over phone]:
Yeah. Gibbs.Hey, boss.

We might have a lead
on Dunne's alibi.

Find out what you can--
discreetly, DiNozzo.

Gibbs, Gibbs, Gibbs,
so I told you that I dusted

the entire truck
for prints, but I didn't.

I only dusted the places
that a person would touch,

and then I realized
that if someone's going

to adjust the seat lever,
which they did,

they would probably also
adjust the rearview mirror.

And guess what I found--

a fresh right thumbprint
on its backside.

Thumbprint have a name?

Don't be silly, Gibbs,

thumbprints don't have names.

People do.

My first pass
was to run it

against all the
personnel at Quantico.

[typing]

And that's
all I had to do.

Private Daniel Cliff.

Gibbs will be in, in a minute.

Thank you.

You know why they brought me
over here?

No.

I told them I wouldn't say
anything else

until my lawyer
was present.

Well, I checked your alibi.

You weren't lying.

Hey, you don't know who's on
the other side of that glass.

Let's not discuss it
again.

You know all you have to.

I'm innocent.

Couldn't this have waited
till the morning?

Nope.

You know him?Yeah,

Private Cliff--
I see him around.

You two close?

No.

We hung a couple of times
back when I was drinking.

That was a long time ago.

Have you seen each other lately?

[sighs]

Run into him in the laundry,
rec room, that's it.

You give Private
Cliff permission

to drive your pickup truck?

Hell, no.

What was that about?

Gibbs? Sounds
like you have

a suspect for your hit-and-run.

You gonna let
my client go?
Not yet.

Come on. He's due to deploy.

Haven't brought Private Cliff in

for questioning yet.

Well, your 48-hour
clock is ticking.

If you don't charge my client

by tomorrow,
you have to let him go.

You know,
a funny thing happened.

We got a tip.

Sent us to a cigar store
in Falls Church.

Really?

Yeah, it was a crime scene,
a homicide.

If your client
wasn't driving his truck

on base the other night,

could he have been
in Falls Church?

My only concern
is Sergeant Dunne's rights.

He wasn't involved
in the hit-and-run.

Hmm.

A non-denial denial.

Jason Robards, as Ben Bradlee
in All the President's Men.

She didn't say "no."

[laughing]
Oh, you're crazy.

No, you must need glasses.

Yeah, yeah.
All right, later.

What's so funny?

That was Hollander in HR.

She claims that she saw you
this morning

at the front gate
getting off a city bus.

Yeah, that was me.

Listen, I know
I made fun of you

in the past for riding the bus,
but I have to admit I was wrong.

I've been using
public transportation,

and I really like it.

You're kidding.
No.

I have time to read,

make some calls
and, best of all...

I get to watch people.

People are fascinating.

Okay, Tony, I'm...

I don't even know
what I am right now.

But I know you,
and this is not you.

Boss, I went through
Sergeant Dunne's e-mails,

phone calls
and credit cards.

I came up empty.

There's no connecting him
to the dead cigar-store owner.

What would his motive be
to kill the guy?

Did find out Dunne
exchanged a lot of calls

with a Maryland
cell phone number.

Belongs to an Olivia Chandler.

Yeah, well, find out who she is.

Yup.

Hmm. Do we dare run
Sergeant Dunne's name

by Falls Church PD, see if
they can make a connection?

Can't do that.

Got to protect Carrie Clark.

You can do it off the record.

The homicide detective in charge
seemed to know you.

Who?
Well, he said
to tell you,

"Hickory's son says hello."

[laughs]
That's Paul Dockry.

Hickory Dickory Dockry.

His dad and I were in
the Corps together.

Come on, DiNozzo.
You're with me.

Huh. People are
fascinating.

This boot print was found
at a crime scene

that killed a petty officer.

This is the same boot, the same
cutout at the right heel.

And you know what else, Cliff?

We got your thumbprint
on the rearview mirror

of that vehicle.

[panting]

What happened?

It was dark.

I couldn't see her
until it was too late.

What were you doing with
Staff Sergeant Dunne's truck?

I had a few drinks.

I know this girl in Stafford.

I overheard Dunne
in the rec room.

Said he had a rough week and
was gonna hit the rack early.

Figured I'd take his truck
and be back

before he even
missed it.
Bull!

How'd you know
about the hidden key?

About a year ago,
when he was still drinking,

he got wasted, locked himself
out of his truck.

Got the hidden key out,
had me drive him home.

You left an injured woman to die
by the side of the road?No!

I stopped.

I knew she was dead,

and I realized
how bad it all looked.

I was drinking,
I was driving a stolen vehicle.

I just panicked and drove back
to the parking lot.

You got to believe me.

It was an accident.

[door closes]

I'll book him.
Uh-uh.

If we charge Private Cliff

with the hit-and-run,

we got to let Staff
Sergeant Dunne go.

I'm not ready to do that.

We only have a few more hours

until the clock
runs out on Dunne.

Put him in a holding cell.

Hey, Paul.
Hey, Gibbs.

Sorry. Just give me a sec.

I got to finish this text
to my daughter.

Only way she'll communicate me.

The kid never answers her phone.

Been a long time.

How's your dad?

Stubborn as always.

Thought I might run into you
at my kid sister's wedding.

Oh, no, no. I'm not...
I'm not big on weddings.

I can understand that.

Thanks for meeting me.

Yeah. I ran into your agents
in Falls Church.

Taking it, that wasn't
a coincidence.

Uh, no.
So,

what's your interest
in my homicide?

Well, it's complicated, messy.

Following a lead.

Holding someone on
an unrelated charge.

Seems to have an alibi,

but he may have been involved
with your dead storekeeper.

Like to talk to him.Can't let you, not yet.

Still trying
to protect a source.

You have him in custody.

Yeah, for the time being.

What can you tell
me about your case?

Discovered Sullivan
was a bookie.

Used the cigar store as a front.

Guy you holding like to gamble?

I'll find out.

You got any suspects
for the murder?

Yes... and no.

Loser with a mile-long
rap sheet, Wendell Kaiser.

Into Sullivan big-time.

Very public arguments.

Kaiser even makes threats.

However, airtight alibi.

In New York
at the time of the murder.

Just got back
this morning.
Hmm.

Maybe alibis are in season, huh?

ELAINE:
Okay.

Cheeseburger,

no dressing, fries.

Did I miss something?
You didn't even order.

Well, he doesn't have to.

Thanks, Elaine.

[laughs]

Can you, uh, get
me Kaiser's file?
Sure.

I'll e-mail you the highlights.

Your guy wouldn't happen to be
a hit man for hire, would he?

No. I don't think so.

What? Need something?

Yeah, a knife to cut this beast.

That'll work.

TONY:
No, no, no.

You're not serious.

There's no way
she's married to him.

Almost five years.[sighs]

The very definition
of a trophy wife.

What you
looking at?
Olivia Chandler.

The woman who
Sergeant Dunne

has been exchanging
texts and calls with.

That little man

must have a big,

big... bank account.She's married to him.

They live together
in Chevy Chase Village.

Very la-dee-dah.

Only thing on
her record is a DUI.

She was picked up for driving
erratically in her Aston Martin.

So many jokes.

Of course she drives
an Aston Martin.

When I was searching
traffic cameras

to see if I could place Dunne
anywhere near the cigar store

the night
of the murder,

I found something interesting.

Olivia Chandler's car.

Now, this was taken a block
from the cigar store.

Because of the
tinted windows,

you can't make out
who's inside.

I sent it to Abby.

It's a long shot, but maybe
she can enhance the image.

Sullivan was a bookie.

Falls Church police
had a suspect,

but he has an alibi.

Detective Dockry said he was
going to e-mail the file.

McGEE:
He did.

Wendell Kaiser.McGee--

see if Staff Sergeant Dunne
had a gambling problem

or any connection to this guy.

DiNozzo...

check out
Olivia Chandler.

With pleasure.

Thank you, boss.

[engine revving]

[Tony makes
an impressed whistle]

May I help you?

Oh, I hope so.

NCIS Special Agent
Anthony DiNozzo.

NCIS?

I love this car.
It's smoking hot.

I'm in
the market myself.

Between vehicles right now.

Terrible gas mileage, but that's
what James Bond drives.

Did you know that?

I have no idea.
What do you want?

Oh, we're investigating
a Marine.

Staff Sergeant Justin Dunne.

How do you know him?

I don't.
Really?

'Cause you exchanged
a lot of calls with him,

and that would suggest
otherwise.

We met at an A.A. meeting.

We talk to each other
for support.

Sobriety is
an ongoing battle.

So why'd you say
you didn't know him?

The second "A" in A.A.
is for "anonymous."

I shouldn't be talking about him
or anyone else.

Gotcha.

So you're taking a little trip?

I'm going to Jamaica
with some girlfriends.

[Jamaican accent]:
Yeah, mon. Jamaica.

Well, have yourself a nice time.

GIBBS:
Did you connect Staff Sergeant
Dunne to the dead bookie

or the Falls
Church suspect?

No, not yet.

Based on the people
I've talked to,

it appears that
Dunne's not a gambler.

I still have other
avenues to pursue,

I just haven't had
the time to do it all.

[chuckling]

Tony, you got something?TONY: Oh, yeah.

You won't believe
how hot Olivia Chandler is.

Photos don't
do her justice.

What's with her
and Staff Sergeant Dunne?

Well, she claims
they're only acquaintances

from A.A. meetings.

But I think
it's more than that.

You said you had Dunne's credit
card charges-- put them up.

Why?Trust me, put them up there.

All right,
what are we looking for?

Well, if they're doing
what I think they're doing,

they're not doing
it at her place.

And I don't think a rich
housewife from Chevy Chase

is dragging those long legs
all the way down to Quantico.

Okay, wait. Hold on.

Chevy Chase Lodge.

There, there and there.

Three nights, probably more.

Take it down, McGee.

Our 48 hours are up.

Yep.

When do I get my truck back?

I'm going to check out
the Chevy Chase Lodge.

Book Private Cliff
for the hit-and-run.

That's one case closed,
another wide open.

MAN:
Yes, dear, I understand.

WOMAN:
Do you?

Do you even hear?I hear you.

No, no, no.
I-I would never...

[woman continues shouting
indistinctly over phone]

Well... oh, it's
your mother's idea?

Yes, it's my mother's idea!

Why does that
not surprise me?

[clears throat]

I have to go.
I have a guest waiting.

[woman yelling indistinctly
over phone]

I do have a guest waiting.

I'm not making that up.

[woman talking angrily
over phone]

Uh... could you help me,
please, sir?

Who is that? Hello?

Okay. I'll call you later.

Fine!Like hell I will.

[sighs]
You married?

Oh. No. Uh...

I'm a federal agent.

DiNozzo.

Like to ask a few questions.

All right,
federal agent, ask away.

Have you seen this man?

Yeah.

Yeah, sure.

Sort of a regular.

Mmm?

So, does he come alone or...?

Well, he'd like me
to think that.

No, his friend never
comes to the lobby.

He parks the car, and she goes
directly to the room.

So you got to figure, you know,
one or both are married, right?

Right.
Yeah. [chuckles]

So you've never seen her?

Well, actually, I did the old

knock-on-the-wrong-door
routine one time.

She look like this?

Yeah, that's her.

Woman like that,
you do not forget.

Right? I mean, can you imagine
what one night with...

[phone ringing]

I swear, the old witch
is psychic.

If I have so much as a thought
of another woman...

You don't have to answer that.

I have to. What...?!

...do you want?

I got it. Good luck.

Just, do you
need... if...

Take a card, sir.

Thank you.

Here.

Ah, always enjoy having
a drink with you, Duck,

but this isn't exactly on your
way home from the symphony.

What's on your mind?

Well, curiously, I was
about to ask you that.

You've seemed...
troubled

since you took that call
in Autopsy yesterday.

Usually you're a master
at hiding your feelings.

That your professional opinion?

The occupational
hazard

of working with a profiler.

Mmm.

Yeah, I'm fine.

A little concerned
about Carrie Clark.

The lawyer?Yeah, she's good.

She got her client released
without being charged.

I sense a "but."

Well, she does have
a conscience.

Well, that's a good thing,
isn't it?

We learned some things
about her client

that she may or may not
have led us to.

Privileged information?

Doc, I got to be careful
how I handle this.

For Carrie's sake.

She could get disbarred.

Well, I know
you, Jethro.

It sounds as if she's doing
the right thing, as you are.

So how was the concert?

Great.
Tchaikovsky's Second.

I never realized that he
wrote music for the movies.

[Tony makes
an impressed whistle]

That's a car I've
always had the hots for.

Maybe that's what
I should get.

It's too old.

You can't drive
a car like that.

It's not practical.

That's the problem
with you, McGeezer.

Everything has
to be practical.

What...

What I mean is, I've
never known you

to do anything
even a little risqué.

Tony, you have no idea
what I do on my time off.

You know, that's
true, I don't.

Why don't you tell me?

Share. Rock me.
Sock me.

Well, there's Wendell Kaiser.

Wonder if Falls Church PD
is tailing him, too.

Kaiser's their suspect.

[engine starting]

Is Kaiser going
to church?

No.
It's an A.A. meeting.

They meet here every
morning at this time.

Wait, how do you
know that?

Anthony!

What are you
doing here?

Your meeting's
not until tonight.

Reverend Miller,
I, uh...Bringing a new member?

Um...

He's thinking about it.
A little gun-shy.

McGee, the Rev.

Please join us.

It's a very safe place.

All are welcome.

Tony, what's going on?

Do you have
a drinking problem?

No. No, I just...

I joined this
men's support group.

Meets in the church hall
two nights a week.

You serious?

Mm-hmm.

I know, it...

it doesn't sound like me,
but...

with the past year,
I just...

wanted to shake things up
a little bit.

Meet some new people.

This guy at the gym
told me about the group,

and I thought it sounded
like a good idea.

And it... it is, it's fun.

The Rev drove me to Quantico
the other morning.

Interesting guy.

He's helping me
be less judgmental.

You know, Kaiser's going
to be here for a while.

We should get back.

TONY:
Sergeant Dunne, Olivia Chandler
and Wendell Kaiser

all have one thing in common.

They all go
to A.A. meetings.

That's probably
where they met.

The sergeant and the trophy wife
are lovers.

The desk clerk
at the Chevy Chase Lodge

said that they were regulars.

It's just like
that movie Body Heat.

William Hurt
and Kathleen Turner.

God, she was really
something, boss.

A head turner.

But I digress.

Anyway, they were young lovers,
just like these two,

and they wanted
the rich husband's money

and him out of the way.

McGEE:
On the other hand,
you've got

Wendell Kaiser, who's deep
in debt to his bookie

and needs him
off his back.

TONY:
So they help each other out
and switch murders.

McGEE:
While Kaiser
was in New York,

Dunne killed the bookie
with Olivia's help.

She drove him.
Her car was in the vicinity.

Who would ever
suspect them?

I mean, there's no
connection, no motive.

TONY:
Tomorrow Sergeant Dunne
is going to deploy

and Olivia Chandler
is off to Jamaica.

And I'm betting that while
they're away,

her husband's going to have
a terrible accident

at the hands of Mr. Kaiser here,

a man with whom
he has no connection.

Two murders,
three solid alibis.

Interesting theory.

We know it's going to be a hard
conspiracy for us to prove.

We got to be careful--
it's not our case.

There's a way.

Find the weak link.

[indistinct conversation]

Hey, Kaiser.

You got a minute?

Detective Dockry.

I thought we were done.

Look, I told you everything
I know about Sullivan.

Yeah, well, something's come up.

Let's go to the station.
We can talk about it.

Nah, I'm not
going anywhere.

Look, I had nothing to do
with Sullivan's murder.

I was in New York, man.
You checked it out.

You really want to do this
in front of your friends?

I'm not going anywhere with you.

We know about your buddy,
Sergeant Dunne,

and his girlfriend.

So let me explain
how this works.

First suspect to flip
on the others gets the deal.

♪

Olivia Chandler?

♪

Hey, Gibbs.

DiNozzo told me that
if you weren't at home

I would probably find you here.

[chuckles]

Have a seat.

There a problem?

No, I...

just heard
that Falls Church PD

arrested my former client,
Sergeant Dunne.

Really?

Yeah, they booked him
on multiple charges,

including conspiracy to commit
murder and murder one.

How'd they get him?

Apparently one of
his coconspirators

turned state's evidence.

Sometimes...
you get lucky.

Mmm, is that what it was?

They got a warrant and cinched
the case against Dunne

when they found
the murder weapon, a knife,

in his bathroom toilet tank.

[both laughing]That's great.

You okay?

Yeah.

Why wouldn't I be?
I did my job.

I got Dunne off
on the hit-and-run.

Yeah, you did it well.

Yes, and whatever
happened to him after that,

it's not my concern.

Justice was served,
all around.

Okay. Here you go.

Care to join me for dinner?

Hmm, meat loaf
and mashed potatoes?

My favorite.
I would be happy to.

Coming right up.

Thanks, Elaine.

I think that you and me have
a few things in common.

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