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(music playing over radio)

You're late.
And we're dying.

Girls' night again last night?

What was it this time?
Let me guess.

(inhales deeply)

Mm.
You know, that stuff's
not supposed to be

Guzzled-- it's an apéritif.

A what?

An apéritif.

Alcoholic beverage
served before the meal

To stimulate the appetite.

Pretty fancy talk
for a guy carrying

A box of
stolen pickles.

These are not stolen.

The distributor
over-ordered,

My cousin did some, uh,

Creative inventory management.

Pickle thief cousin
is going to get you

Into trouble.

They're just
pickles.

Tell me how some pickles

Are gonna get me in trouble.
(gasps)

(gasps)

My god.

(elevator bell dings)

Morning.

Oh, morning.
Morning.

See any good cat videos lately?
(giggles)

Did I miss something?

No, just making small talk.

Ah.

Hey, is that a new shirt?

It's really white.

No. I actually made
a new year's resolution

To separate my whites
from my col...
(tony chuckles)

You looking for this?

"new year's resolutions"
by tim mcgee?

You went into my desk?

Look at that.
"number four, lock my desk."

You've already failed.

All right, give me that.

Who makes a new year's
resolution to stop watching

Cat videos?

A lonely federal agent

Who may be in need of a cat.

What are your
new year's resolutions, huh?

You got to see mine.
Show me yours.

He stopped drinking coffee.

Tony:
No, I did not.

Although that
would be a good one.

What? No, no, not
you. Agent gibbs.

What? Gibbs doesn't make
new year's resolutions.

It's not a resolution.
I overheard him

Gibbs is going in for a
checkup and his doctor

Told him to avoid
caffeine for

72 hours.

Mm-mm, that seems... Unwise.

That could kill him.
Or worse.

T-the guy-guy's scary enough
when he's properly medicated.

Can't imagine what he'll be like
with caffeine withdrawal.

Can only imagine

Someone taking away
king kong's bananas.

(light chuckle)

I'm not going
to turn around.

Good idea.

That's a good analogy, jim.

Thank you.

It wasn't the greatest, boss.

Got five bodies.

Let's go.

(camera shutter clicking)

Bishop: This is...
(sirens chirping outside)

A lot of dead bodies.

What do you think happened?

You tell me.

Uh...

Looks like they all
shot each other.

Some kind of mexican standoff.

Ducky:
Interestingly enough,

That term
is of australian origin.

At least, according
to the cambridge

Advanced learner's
dictionary.

Though it's unattributed,
so I have my doubts.

Bishop:
Mm, good to know.

Where should we start?

Right here. The captain.

Bishop:
Captain sharon hanover, 43.

A desk jockey
at the pentagon who

Apparently also likes
to get into gunfights?

Let's get some bags.

Mcgee:
Boss, spoke with the owner.

None of the bodies
are employees.

Did he recognize anybody?
No, but he's

Acting a little
squirrelly.

Man:
I don't know nothing.

Yeah, you said that.
So we're done here?

No.

Every time you say
you don't know nothing,

It makes me think
you know something.

Yeah, it's a real

Pickle.
Alice.

No.
If you don't tell him
about the pickles, I will.

What's the deal
with the pickles?

Officer:
No, ma'am, you can't
walk up through here.

I just have to go inside.
No, no, no, no,

You can't cross the yellow line.
What are you gonna to do,
arrest me?

I'll be right back.

Ooh. Hold the pickle.

And you have no idea who I am,

You overgrown,
armed smurf.

I need to see agent gibbs
and I need to see him now.

You're gonna have to wait.

Diane:
All right, officer 9-60,

Thank you very much,
whoa, whoa, whoa.

Mr. Wilson.
What's going on?

You know this woman?
My ex-wife.

Woman:
Hello, j.

And that one?

Also...

My ex-wife.

Aw, look at him.
He didn't know whether

To run or wet himself.
I like it.

Fear is sexy.

You two know each other?

(whispers):
Heads up. Lady octopus sighting.

Diane:
Well, he's not running.

Hope he has a clean
pair of underwear.

He didn't wear underwear
when we were married.

I'm...

Gonna go someplace else.

Diane:
Works for me.

What's she doing here?

And who is
she with?
Tony (whispers): Number two.

That's wife number two.

We have a visual
confirmation.

Diane:
Well, jethro,
you gonna say anything

Or did your tongue
finally shrivel up and die?

You two know each other?
What, are you and tobias
the only two exes

We met at an emotional dwarf
support group.

(chuckles) that's a
good one, I like that.
(giggles): Thanks.

What are you doing here?

I brought her.
You two need to talk.

And we all know that's not
something you're interested in.

Got that right.

So I suggested that we...

Ambush me at a crime scene
so I can't get away?

Get back to work.

Sorry, boss, we-we were just
taking these cases back to...

Your final resting place?

There's a thing up there.

I can't talk right now.

Then I'll wait.
Gibbs:
That's not gonna work.

Okay, okay, let's compromise.

We'll got back to ncis and meet
you there once you're done here.

Do I have a choice?
Well, that
depends--

How do you feel
about spending the next

Six months being audited?

By me.

Tony:
Victim number one, staff
sergeant samson delgado.

Teaches combat training
at quantico.

Likes pumping iron,

Hiking,
and pumping iron.

Victim number two--

Chief petty officer
beau lordin.

Just got back
from afghanistan,

Where he received
a commendation

For saving two locals
from a land mine.

Tony:
Yeesh.

Uh, you weren't
supposed to see that, boss.

But, uh, now that you did,

We were
just wondering...

Tony:
Wife number two--

She's the one you caught
in bed with the other guy?

I wasn't wondering that.

Uh, me, neither.

It was just me, then.
Moving on.

All five victims
have stellar records.

Nothing to indicate
any criminal activity.

Anything in common?

Uh, yes, they all failed
to report for duty last week.

There's something else,
boss, but I'm not

Quite sure what
to make of it.

They're all late
paying their taxes.

They've paid enough
late fees to buy a small bank

In the caymans.
It could be nothing.

Run it down.
But we're gonna run it down.

Find out how our victims
ended up in that diner.

Okay.

What did we learn?

I can't tell you how our victims
ended up in the diner,

But do I have
a good idea of

What happened once
they got there.

Our male victims
surrounded our female victim.

She was here.

She got off the first shot.

Male number one never
even fired his weapon.

Captain hanover took on
heavy fire after that.

One to the shoulder,
one to the arm.

She kept firing, took out male

Number two
and male number three.

Then she dropped to one knee,

Fired three more shots,
took out male number four.

And by then she had
lost too much blood.

It wasn't a mexican standoff.

No. It was four against one.

Hanover put up
a hell of a fight.
Yeah. I mean,

For a desk jockey with very
little weapons experience.

I mean, unless morpheus
had just downloaded

Dirty harry into her
brain. Or else she's

Not who she seems. Do
you want some of this?
Yeah.

Uh, ballistics?

Um, all the serial numbers
were ground down,

And I didn't get any hits
on the ballistics databases,

But I did find
something interesting

In our victims' calendars.

They all had appointments

On the books
with a tax-consulting firm

The weekend they disappeared.

The same firm, gibbs.

Got an address?

No. Just a name.

We got your back taxes.

I ran a search,
but nothing came up.

Well, keep looking.

Call me if you
find something.

I'll be at home.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Ex-wife number two?

I thought she was coming here
to see you.

Yeah, she's coming.

That's why I'm going home.

(sighs)

(sniffing)

(phone ringing)

What do you got, mcgee?

Well, tony found a business card

In one
of the victim's office desk.

It has the address
of our missing tax consultants,

But it's all the way
in bridgewater.

Then we start early.

Pick me up at dawn.

Actually, can we make it 7:00?

Since diane works at the irs,

She offered to pull
our victims' tax records.

She's dropping them off
tomorrow.

Diane?
Mcgee:
Yeah.

She, uh, came in with ex-wife
number two after you left.

I got to say, boss, she was
crazy mad you were gone.

(door opens)
mcgee, it's because
she is crazy.

(phone beeps off)

(door closes)
rebecca:
I'm crazy? Says the guy

Who cuts his toenails
with a tin snip.

You lied to me!

You promised to meet
me back at ncis!

I didn't hear
the word "promise."
oh, no, no.

No. You are not weaseling
out of this this time, you...

(sighs)

You...

Are right.

Technically, you didn't
use the word "promise."

(clears throat)

But I'm here now,
and we need to talk.

I don't need to talk.

I do.

(clears throat)

Want a drink?

I-I don't

Drink anymore.

That's actually why I'm here.

To not drink?

(sighs)

I...

Bottomed out...

About a year ago.

(sighs)

A friend got me
into the program.

It saved my life.

And now, I'm at the part
where you make amends.

Which, in your case,
starts with... I'm sorry.

Oh. Ancient history.

You walked in on me in
bed with another man.

I don't think there's a
statute of limitations.

I can't imagine what
that must have been like.

I am so sorry, j.

Okay.

Okay?

Yeah. Okay.

(laughs)

It's why I always liked you.

A man of few words, but
always the right ones.

(chuckles)

You doing all right now?

Yeah, better than all right.

You?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Oh, same.

Aside from a killer headache.

(chuckles)

(clears throat)

Well, I always knew
how to fix those.

Come here.

It's... Come here.

(sighs)

Man.

I remember those fingers.

(laughs softly)
hmm.

(whispering):
Boss?

Boss?

Diane:
Chuckie, what's taking so long?

(door opens)

Boss?
Diane:
How long does it take to...?

Holy fourth of July
weenie roast!

What the hell am I looking at?!

Whoa!

Whoa!

This is not what
it looks like.

What does it look like?

We were up talking,
and we fell asleep.

Just wore yourselves
right out, huh?

I'm gonna go wait
in the car.

To be making amends,
not making his year!

I didn't! I wouldn't! Yuck!

Yuck?

What's that supposed to mean?

Five hours ago, you
couldn't wait to rub my...

Oh, look. It's a cat.

Outside. I'm gonna go help it.

Mcgee, stop!
What is she doing here?

Don't try to change the subject.

That's an order.

She found something
in our victim's tax records.

Wanted to tell you
herself.
So tell me.

Oh, you think I'm gonna
let the two of you

Off the hook that easy?

I think
I got five families members

Who want to know
why their loved ones are dead.

And you're
wasting time.

To be continued.

Both of you.

I was looking through
your victims' tax filings,

Someone has already viewed them
from outside the agency.

Mcgee:
The irs was hacked.

Somebody was
combing through their files

To find navy sailors who were
late paying their taxes.

Diane:
I have no idea what it means.

But, hopefully, you can find
some answers at that tax office.

Ugh! You-- hot lips--

Let's go. You're done.

Oh, uh, actually, there's

Something else.

It-it would mean a lot
if you could be there.

Diane:
What is wrong with you?

Can't leave you alone
for five minutes.

What you got, boss?

It is a wedding invitation.

(sighs)

That's a rough one.

Hello? Anyone home?

Back door is locked.

Building manager came by.

Said that the tenant
recently changed the locks,

But we were free
to pick it.

(clicks)

Mcgee:
Ncis!

(distant siren wailing,
horn honking)

Not exactly h&r block.

Mcgee: Said the guy that rented
the place paid in cash.

Gave me a description and, uh,
what sounded like a fake name.

Well, whoever rented this place
definitely wanted their privacy.

Speaking of which,

Uh, sorry I walked in
on you and rebecca, boss.

You going to the wedding?

No.

Don't blame you.

I'm sure the guy she's, uh,
marrying isn't too happy

Even less so if he found out
that you two...

You two what?

Innocently slept
all night long,

Butt-to-front,
totally innocently?

You got something to say?

No! No, no, no.

I-I wasn't being sarcastic
at all, boss.

I'm just saying
because it, you know...

It looked like you two were...

I mean...

What's that?
What, another cat
in trouble, mcgee?

No. Boss, look.

Somebody fired
a weapon in here.

(clicks)

Mcgee:
It's blood.

Somebody tried to clean it up,
but it's definitely blood.

I'll get the lights
in the car.

(lights humming, clacking)

What the hell
happened in here?

Heard you have some good
news and some bad news.

Actually, I have weird news,
and I have weirder news.

Well, I will take it. All anyone
can talk about upstairs is...

The slumber party
at gibbs' house.

News travels fast.

Gibbsonian news, even faster.

But I am not gonna
get involved.

Hmm.
I ran dna

On the blood samples
that mcgee

Brought back
from the tax office.

Isolated five victims.

They're the same victims

From the shootout
at the diner.

That's weird.

Told you.
How did

Our diner victims
get into a shootout

Halfway across town
after losing that much blood?

They didn't.

I think the shootout
at the diner was staged.

I ran gsr

On the victims' hands
and clothing.

It's negative.

None of them fired
a single bullet.

You're right.

That's weirder.

Yeah. I think
that the victims were lured

To the tax office and killed,

And then, their bodies
were brought to the diner

And set up like-like mannequins
in a store display.

No idea. I'm still trying to
figure what gibbs is thinking,

Shacking up
with his ex-wife. I mean,

There's no way that he knew
she was engaged, right?

I thought you weren't
getting involved.

You bought that?

I don't think they shacked up.

I heard they still
had their clothes on.

Okay, that's not what I heard.

What'd you hear?
I heard...
(phone ringing)

Hold that thought.

Bishop.

(speaking low, indistinct
over phone)

Okay. Yeah, be right there.

What is it?
Well, we haven't
finished one case,

And we already have another one.

But give me some gossip
for the road.

(camera shutter clicking)

Tony:
Master chief ekim beanes.

The neighbors saw him lying
on the street; called 911.

Paramedics tried
to revive him,

But he lost
too much blood.

But it looks like a single
stab wound to the chest.

Probably bled out
pretty quickly.
Witnesses?

Some of the neighbors
thought they might
have heard an argument.

What do you think,
a robbery?

Doesn't appear.

(indistinct radio chatter)

Bishop:
No.
Tony:
Yeah, that's wife number two.

Bishop:
Really?

I'm telling you...
Hey!

You got something to say?

Uh, not in
a million years.

Tony:
Actually,

I just want you to know
I understand completely.

I do.
There's nothing

More enticing
than forbidden fruit,

Especially the kind
you can spoon with.

(chuckles)
that was...

I didn't...
I shouldn't have said that.

That's a bad mouth.

Mcgee...

Boss, I did not
say anything.

I-I don't know how everyone
seems to know.

There is nothing to
know. You got that?

Mcgee:
Got it.

Uh, gibbs?

Found something
in the victim's pocket.

You need to see this.

That's the same card one
of our diner victims had.

These murders are connected.

Ducky:
In fact, it was so hard
to remember

What happened
to henry viii's wives

That as children
we had a mnemonic.

Divorced, beheaded, died,

Divorced, beheaded, survived.

Yes. And with jethro's
mystery wife back on the scene,

We're gonna need
something similar.

(door opens)

Hello, jethro!

I'm afraid your visit
is somewhat premature.

Jimmy:
The only thing
we've done so far

I just wanted
a second look.
Yeah.

There's something
about this one, isn't there?

I had the same feeling
when I saw the murder weapon.

You've got the murder weapon?

Maybe. Paramedics
just dropped this off.

A trainee accidently grabbed it

Thought it was part
of their field kit.

It matches the wound,

Both in shape
and size.

(thunder rumbling)

Mike.

Mike franks.

He was wounded
in the exact same manner.

About the same age, too.

Ducky:
Also, he was
left to die

In the middle
of the street.

(door opens)
that's a lot of coincidences.

(footsteps approaching)

No, it's not.

Jimmy had told me

That something
felt familiar

About this victim.

And I've had
the same nagging feeling

About the fake shootout
at the diner.

(keys clacking)

Look familiar?

It's our crime scene sketch.
Yes.

But not from yesterday.

This...

Is from the diner

Where director shepard
was killed.

This... Is our
latest crime sketch.

Abby:
Our male victims surrounded
our female victim.

She was here.

She got off the first shot.

Male number one
never even fired his weapon.

Captain hanover took on
heavy fire after that,

One to the shoulder,
one to the arm.

She kept firing.

Took out male number two

And male number three.

Then she dropped to one knee,

Fired three more shots,
took out male number four.

And by then she had lost
too much blood.

Ducky:
Well, that is most certainly
not a coincidence.

Someone is recreating murders
from your past, gibbs.

Why?

Tony:
Five bodies turn up,
staged to mirror the gunfight

That killed director shepard
in california.

Then another
body appears,

This time mirroring
mike franks' murder.

Bishop:
Both were ncis.

Both pivotal figures
in your life.

Somebody's gaslighting you,
boss.

You think?

I want to know why.

Uh, no theories yet but we
have a few angles on suspects.

The record from director
shepard's murder was sealed.

Only a small group of
people had the details.

And we will talk
to each one of them.

And then there's...

Then there's what?

What?

These murders
are all very personal to you

And...

Occurred when someone else...

Personal showed up.

Your ex-wife.
Rebecca?

Yeah.

Rebecca isn't involved.

Mcgee:
Boss, you got to admit,

The timing's kind
of interesting.

Look, look, look.

She is totally unstable,

Completely
disrespectful...

...Untrustworthy-- she's a liar.

But she's no killer.

Show him.

Mcgee:
Three months ago,
a large deposit was made

To her savings account
from an offshore bank.

Hundreds of thousands
of dollars.

You are talking
about a woman

Who doesn't know
how to run a dishwasher.

I tracerouted the ip address
that was used to hack the irs.

Boss, it belongs to rebecca.

Tony:
We aren't saying
she's the mastermind,

But she's involved.

Oh, man.

I picked a really bad time
to stop drinking coffee.

You know,
this is harassment.

You're gonna be scrubbing
toilets at the national mall

When he gets through
with you.

And then...

It's my turn.

You never change,
do you?

Sit down.

Please.

Well, that was the most awkward
car ride of my life.

I need a milk dud.

Guess you didn't get enough
the other night, huh?

Oh, snap.

This feels
really wrong.

You can always leave.

You joking?

(door opens)
man: Sorry I'm late.

Don't say another word. M...

Jethro.

Been a long time.

(clears throat)

What's he doing here?

He's my lawyer.

What, my fiancé
can't be my lawyer?

You two are getting married?

Did you even read
the invitation?

Invitation?

You invited him
to our wedding?

Yeah, but I didn't think you'd
actually go through with it.

Not that I have anything
against you.

I'm the one who...
I mean...

I didn't know.

(stammers)

I-I told you,

I-I had no idea
she was married.

Shut the front door--
it's him.

Man:
I-I really didn't know.

I will even sign
an affidavit if you'd like.

The... I mean...
(clears throat)

I-I didn't know.

There goes
the coffee restriction.

(clears throat)
what do you want to talk
to my client about?

$300,000.

From an offshore bank.

(scoffs)
don't answer that.

Okay, let's try
something else.

Where were you
two nights ago?

Were you at home?

Or did you sleep
someplace else?

By chance.

He's fishing.

Yeah, wait until you
see what I catch.

Uncle mel died.

Ah...
Gene, stop.

He left me the money, I
can show you the will.

Is that it?

Oh.

Someone...
God.

Hacked their
irs accounts.

We traced it
back to you.

(laughs) you think
I hacked the irs?

Me?

Have you chipped
your sander?

You could have
paid someone.

(scoffs gently)

This all started the
day you showed up.

Oh, rule 39.

There's no such thing
as coincidences, right?
That's right.

First of all,
I gave you that rule.

No, you didn't.
Yes, I did.

And second of all,
use your head, j.

I'm clearly being
set up here.

Obviously, someone knew
that I was coming to see you.

That's your lead,
not me.

Abby:
Well, look at that.

It's not sophisticated,

But she was right.

Somebody did know that
rebecca was going to see gibbs.

She and diane have been texting
about gibbs for weeks.

Can you trace the bug?

It's pretty unique.

So I uploaded
the schematics

Into the fbi's vicap database

To see if it had been used
in other crimes. No hits, yet.

I'm gonna need to see
the texts to diane.

(laughing): That is
so not happening.

It's for work, abbs.

Come on.

You know you want
to understand

Why wife number two would just
suddenly appear out of the blue.

I already know.

And you really
don't want to know.

Why not?

Because... It's sad.

Oh, no.
What kind of sad?

None of your business
kind of sad.

That rebecca cheated on gibbs
when they were married.

I also know that she's marrying
the guy she cheated with.

Oh.

You just told me
everything.

Thank you, abbs.

I did not.

Rebecca wants
to make amends.

She's here to get
gibbs' approval for her wedding.

How on earth did
you know that?

I'm a trained
investigator.

Plus, let's be honest,
everyone wants gibbs' approval.

(computer beeps)

I got a hit on the bug.

Okay, so it was used

In an unsolved espionage case
two years ago.

Interpol is looking
at this guy.

Ghenna ulanov.

He's a russian mercenary

But has had a u.S. Address
for the past year.

Never heard of him.

Oh, no.

Looks like he's worked
with sergei mishnev.

Number one with a bullet
on our most wanted wall.

And gibbs' personal
basement wall.

(line ringing)
well, I hate
to quote rule 39,

But that is definitely
not a coincidence.

Mcgee:
Doesn't look like
anyone's home, boss.

Sergei's going to an
awful lot of trouble.

I wonder what kind
of game he's playing.

Mcgee:
Moving in.

All right, let's go.

Ncis.

No way he jumped out
any windows.

Whoa.

Is that your ex-wife?

Tony:
Looks like she's been
under surveillance

For weeks.

(phone ringing)

(phone beeps)
hey, I'm right in the middle
of something here.

Diane:
I know what's going on.

What?

Can't talk over the phone.

I'm texting you an address;
meet me in a half hour.

Iron lady, out.

Boss, she does realize
she's an irs agent,

Mcgee, bishop,
tear this place apart.

Dinozzo,

Find rebecca.

Bring her in for
protective custody.

And you know what?

Gene, too.

Where you going?

To talk to mata hari.

Hey.

What the hell took you so long?

Thank goodness I have
this lovely view to enjoy.

What's going on?

What do you mean?

You said you knew
what was going on.

When?

Diane.

Why are we here?

(chuckles)
well, you tell me.

I'm in the middle
of getting a manicure,

And I get this cryptic text

Up on the top
of this parking lot.
Come on, we got to go.

What?
Come on,
come on, come on, come on.

(gunshot)

(gunshot echoes)

Sergei:
Only the beginning, my friend.

Road blocks
at every intersection

In a two-mile radius.

And I want air support
if you got it.

(people chattering)

We got to go right now.
Come on.
Why? Why?

(gunshot)

(tires squealing)

Gibbs:
Ncis!

Everybody get down!

(tires squealing)

(gunshots)

(bystanders screaming)

(sirens approaching)

(elevator bell dings)

Fbi and homeland security
are on high alert.

I want agents at every
train station

And airport from here
to the atlantic.

On it.
Where's leon?

Director vance is flying back
from his conference.

Okay, get me secnav,

Get me dni.

(sighs)

Find fornell and emily,
wherever they are.

Gibbs, I'm so sorry.

Ducky and jimmy are bringing
the body in.

What about the sniper nest?

Tony's on it.
So far, nothing useful,

But we have something.

Found it in the rv
after you left.

It's a motion sensor wired
to a hidden laptop.

It's set to call your cell
when someone entered,

Then play this recording.

Diane (distorted):
I know what's going on.

Can't talk over the phone.

I'm texting you an address;
meet me in a half hour.

Iron lady, out.

Ran it through
voice analysis.

It's a good approximation,
but it's not diane.
I know.

Sergei wanted us
to find that rv, boss.

Yeah, I know.

Just spoke with the fbi.

Fornell's in
a classified briefing.

I didn't leave a message.

There anything else
on the computer?

Yeah, one more recording,
and this one's for you.

Hello, agent gibbs.

You are a hard nut to crack,

As you americans like to say.

I left you all the clues.

You really should've
seen it coming.

That has to sting.

You mess with my family,

I mess with yours.

Check,

Agent gibbs.

Bishop: We're not sure
what family he's referring to.

No kids we know of.

His father's russian.

Interpol thinks
his mother's palestinian.

They're sending
over the file.

Bishop: But it's the check
that makes me most nervous.

Usually it means
a checkmate's coming.

Ducky:
All right, on three.

One, two...

No.

I beg your pardon?

No. I...

I don't want to.

You don't want to what,
mr. Palmer?

I don't want to know how
much her liver weighs.

I don't want to catalog
her scars.

(door opens)

(elevator bell dings)

But most of all, I don't want
to cut open another friend.

I think I've had my limit.

I don't remember the moment

When I reached my limit,

But I do remember

Never being the same.

Would you like to see her?

You never loved me.

I liked you.

I still do.

But the only woman
you'll ever love is shannon.

You were my shannon, leroy.

I'll give you a moment.

No.

Have you told fornell?

No, I'm gonna do that in person.

I just wanted to talk to you.

What the hell
is this guy doing, ducky?

Sergei mishnev.

(chuckles)

Appears he's playing
a somewhat macabre game.

Though, if we're lucky,

It may actually be part
of a master plan.

(softly):
Lucky?

A plan we can anticipate,
deal with,

Stop. Yeah.

Even if it's just a plan
to kill you.

But I fear something worse.

Sergei wants to hurt you.

It's clear he blames you
for something.

Something that wounded him
to the core.

And now it's payback time.

But killing you
is inadequate.

He wants to see you suffer.

Which means that
all bets are off

On what might come next

(door opens)
or for whom he might come.

(elevator bell dings)

Gibbs?

Abby, you got something?

I figured out
how sergei knew

All the classified details
of director shepard's death.

It was the virus
that I.T. Kevin made for him.

It didn't just wreak havoc
on our computer systems.

It stole from them.

What'd he get?
Your personnel file.

Records on everyone
you've worked with.

I'm still compiling
a list of the data

That was sent to...

Stroke of genius!

Lightbulb!

Lightbulb over the head.

I think I know
how to find sergei.

Or possibly kill us all.

I'll let you know.

(elevator bell dings)

Are you out of your mind?

You want to release
sergei's virus?

When it gathers its intel
and tries to phone home,

We can trace it back to sergei.

Do you remember what happened
last time?

The furnace overheated,
almost burned down the building.

I've learned
from my mistakes, okay?

I've been studying this virus.

I think I can defang it
with this.

It'll run, but it won't
have any teeth.

Yeah, but you're defanging it
by spreading it out

Over the city's
transportation computing grid.

It's the closest system

With enough bandwidth
to handle the load.

It'll be fine.
We need to test it.

We don't have time.
Well, then we should call gibbs.

He just left to talk to fornell.

We need to leave gibbs alone.

Okay?

Do you want to catch
this bastard or not?

(sighs)
all right, let's do it.

(computer chirping, trilling)

(phone rings)

Talk to me.

Bishop:
We have a lead on sergei

And possibly some trouble

With the department
of transportation.

Mcgee:
We used I.T. Kevin's virus
as a homing beacon

Then traced it to an apartment
in the city.
Where?

It's the building
next to where diane was killed.

Apartment 2e.

(tires squealing)

(men talking nearby)

(men talking, laughing
in apartment)

Gibbs:
I'm not much for words.

Most things are better
left unsaid.

And we'd start running
and we'd never stop.

But before I do,

Yes, I'll marry you.
An opportunity to
twist the knife in?

Gibbs:
No, that's your specialty.

Your way of getting even with me
for leaving you?

It wasn't easy being
a human anti-depressant.

You didn't think I knew?
You just married me

To get over shannon?

That's all I ever wanted.

To wake up next
to someone I love.

You were my shannon, leroy.

Come on, we got to go.
We got to go right now.
Why? Why?

Sergei:
Hello, agent gibbs.

You mess with my family,

I mess with yours.

Gibbs:
I never meant to hurt you.

(gunshots)

Well done, agent gibbs.

You may have won this battle,

But I assure you... (groans)

(choking)

Checkmate.

(distant siren wailing)
boss, can you hear me?

(groans)

Sergei?

He got away.

Thanks for waiting for us.

(sighs)

Boss, you okay?

No.

Bishop:
Neither are we.

Of u.S. Military installations
all over the place in there.

It looks like they
tried to take them,

But they left most
of them behind.

Well, that's good.
That means whatever

They were planning,
we stopped it.

(phone ringing)

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