All language subtitles for ncis_s17e06

Where's the jailbird at?

For real, where's my boy Trey at?

At your Rene.

Been a minute, huh?

I brought six -pack.

Kind of like a welcome home gift for
Trey.

Ricky, I want to know why the hell
you're here at my party.

Trying to chop it up with my boy Trey.

I've been missing that fool for years.

Apparently not enough to go visit that
fool.

None of his deadbeat -ass friends did.

So, uh, where is the guest of honor?

Trey's not here yet. He's late.

It's his own welcome home party.

See, that's the problem with these so
-called correctional facilities.

They don't correct nothing.

He'll be here any minute.

Bishop is really racking up the steps.

I hope she'll remember her Fitbit.

Look at that. She's still big enough to
see.

Yeah, she's a phone pager.

The better the call, the faster she
goes.

Must be one hell of a call.

You wore yourself out, didn't you?

A little bit, but for good reason. I
just got off the phone with city council

president of Hinton, Oklahoma.

Your hometown?

Yes, sir, and yours truly was chosen to
be Grand Marshal of their annual Tater

Tots parade.

Is that good news or something?

Uh, yes. I used to go to the Tater Tots
every year growing up. I have dreamed of

this moment, and here we are.

The Tater Tots Potatoes Queen.

Mama, I made it.

Okay, go ahead. Make fun. But for a
nerdy, scrawny girl who grew up with no

friends, this, it's a big win.

Do you know what these call me?

Scarecrow. You mentioned it. Look up
your thousand times.

From the scarecrow to the queen.

Gear up.

We got a body.

After you, your majesty.

This is supposed to be the start of
Trey's new life.

Master Chief Pachetta, why don't you let
someone else do this for you? I hung it

up. I'm taking it down.

I did everything I could to save this
kid.

Guess I didn't do enough.

What was Trey in prison for?

This time, armed robbery.

He and his boys held up a fast mark.

How long was he in for?

The judge gave him 25 to life, but he
only ended up doing seven years.

Really? Yeah.

Trey became a new man in prison.

He told me he didn't want to go back to
his old life.

But I guess it's old life now, too.

So your friend's murder didn't affect
your appetite?

You guys know anyone who would have
wanted to harm Trey?

Okay.

What we got here is what they refer to
on the streets as the code of silence.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. I've heard of it.

Yeah, they don't want to cooperate even
if it means helping find their friend's

killer. And therefore, it makes them
look like they're hiding something.

I'm on probation.

Then I suggest you stop the top guy
routine and start talking.

All I know is that he must have been
into something.

Because he was only in jail for a week,
and somehow he was flush with cash.

But you don't know where that cash came
from.

Of course you don't.

Did you get a shot of his left hand
there?

Penske?

Now he's got these strands of hair in
his palm.

Bag this up. Send it back to Casey for
analysis.

Count at least four stab wounds, Gibbs.
The victim bled out quickly.

Time of death?

Based on lividity, I'd say anywhere from
seven to ten hours ago.

Before the party started.

Murder weapon?

We've been searching the courtyard.

Nothing yet, but there are steak knives
and a table over there. David, but the

knife that we're looking for is not
conventional.

The wound pattern here indicates a
jagged, uneven blade with at least one

angle. Like a shiv?

What is that?

Melted plastic?

Part of the homemade knife.

Well, that is odd.

People usually get shivved while they're
in prison, not after they get out.

Tell that to him.

Handled Trey Katira.

He only served seven years of a 25 -to
-life sentence.

According to his aunt, he was
practically a saint on the inside, but I

two former inmates who said that he
wasn't the angel that she thought he

He even started a brawl that put him in
the hole for a month.

Brawl of who?

Don't know. We're waiting on the
prison's internal records.

They still let this guy out early. On a
technicality, an appellate court

overturned his original conviction based
on mishandled evidence.

Thank you.

What's he done since he's been out?

A lot of boozing.

Apparently he was approved for a credit
card and has been running out the top

over at O 'Brien's pub.

You could go.

McGee, Trey's original drug case. Dig
into it.

Case, yeah. On my way down.

Just kind of... Hmm.

Okay. And then... Oh, son of a... Hey,
Gibbs!

Need some help?

No, I think I got it. I wasn't asking,
Case.

Oh.

For a friend.

He's got a job interview today.

He's freaking out because he's like, oh,
I don't know how to tie a tie.

I promised I'd hook him up, but, like,
tying a tie is ridiculously complicated.

It's like a Rubik's Cube.

A lot of fun sucked out.

Here you go. You're all set.

Oh, wow.

Very nice gift.

You know, if he makes this bad boy look
half as good as me, that job is his.

Look at me.

Gaze?

You said you had some?

Right. Sorry.

So, I tested the hair you recovered from
the victim's home.

Unfortunately, it does not match our
killer, unless we're looking for a

and pooch. Dog hair?

Yep. What for? Still working on that.
But, based on the patterns and

of the victim's wounds, I was able to
create a rendering of the murder weapon.

Wild down toothbrush.

White bright, to be exact. Although, you
know, I doubt they're going to want to

use that in their next ad campaign.

Nice work.

So this Grand Marshal thing, did you
get, like, cash and prizes?

No, but I do get to ride in a speedway
convertible.

And?

And that's pretty much it.

Huh.

What?

No, I'm surprised. I just never thought
of you as someone who needed their ego

stroked like that.

I just need to get her one.

Get who?

Tanya Owens.

I went to high school with her, and she
tormented me.

She's a local meteorologist.

She's in the version of a celebrity.

It's a bad little town.

They usually ask Tanya to be Grand
Marshal, and I know how much it means to

So I can't wait to see her face when she
sees Ellie the Scarecrow rolling next

to Graham.

Hey, you guys need some help?

You have no idea, bro.

Um, so we need to ask you about a recent
customer of yours.

Kendall Kuchera also goes by Trey.

Look familiar?

Yeah. Whiskey neat, water back. He's
been in the last few nights.

Alone? I wish.

He always shows up with the same dude
who is annoying as hell.

Annoying how? He keeps handing out his
business cards.

You don't happen to have one of those
cards?

One?

Pro -am.

Dante Brown.

It's not a trainer dog walker, doggy
daycare.

Prior to Dante's dog walking ambition,
he built quite a rap sheet.

Felony, ag, assault, followed by several
probation violations.

Turns out that Trey and Dante had a lot
more in common than knocking back a few

whiskey.

Without me, a down -vill correctional.

Having a drink with your old Sally
didn't make you a killer.

We need more.

Uh, boss?

What do you got? I got more.

Pulled the prison's internal records,
and one of Trey's prison fights was with

Dante Brown.

Get this, Trey shibbed him.

So that could explain why Trey was
killed with a shib after he was released

prison. I don't think they want to pay
back.

You got an address?

Call the PO.

Okay, let's go.

I mean, I love dogs.

I don't have one myself, but if I did...

Oh, don't let this Dante guy anywhere
near mine.

Your hypothetical dog's lucky to have
you, Mac. Hey, knock it off. Bishop,

Torres, take the bag. McGee with me.

Come on, Tittertop. On my six.

Here you go.

You still love dogs?

Federal license.

Nowhere to go, Dante.

Okay, we're coming out.

We?

Jason?

Don't shoot, Gibbs. He's unarmed.

What's going on, Gibbs?

I was about to ask you the same thing.

Dante a friend of yours?

Best friend of none in my whole life.

What do you think he did?

You don't actually think he's the one
who shipped that guy, do you?

I never said that.

The handcuffs speak for themselves.

I'm not going to have a talk. I'm going
to ask him a few questions.

Why him?

He was at a bar with the victim last
night.

And the night before that?

Dante knew Trey Kishira?

Well, they were cellmates.

Until Trey attacked them where they
should.

Dante never said anything about getting
jumped in prison?

Hmm. He never mentioned Trey?

No.

Would you tell me if he did?

Yes.

Would it even matter at all if I told
you Dante's not your guy?

Yeah.

Dante's not your guy.

Yeah, I hope not.

Still gonna need to have a chat.

Can I be in the room?

No. Then what can I do?

Your job.

That's Dante's dog, right?

Yeah, that's Theo. Why?

You want me to collect a sample of his
hair? It's not Theo's hair that we find

at the crime scene.

Then you get nothing to lose.

What's this trade being laid out? What
has Shiv got to do with me?

We all know about the fight you two had
in prison.

There's another trade you said, Shiv.

What are you talking about?

Shit. There wasn't ever any fight
between Trey and me.

Hey, you okay, Case?

I'm more worried about Dante.

Trey had his share of dust -ups in the
yard, but he never came at me.

We were boys.

Prison records say different.

Well, the prison records are wrong.

Wait a minute, that's the only reason
why I'm here?

Because of some fictional fight?

No, it's not the only reason.

Why were you and Trey out last couple of
nights?

Trey hit me up.

He said he just got sprung.

This may seem silly to y 'all, but the
real world becomes scary.

I just wanted to kick it with somebody
who can relate, you feel me?

You two are close.

No.

Not really.

I still consider them a friend.

Friends, they'll fight.

Friends don't try to kill each other.

Are you charging me with murder?

Not yet.

Well, if I'm not under arrest, then I'm
free to go.

I know my rights.

Then you know that you violated your
parole by associating yourself with a

felon. Really?

Just for having drinks with Trey?

You might want to loosen up that tie,
buddy.

You're going to be here a while.

Really? A parole violation?

He's a murder suspect.

They had to find a reason to hold him.
Why?

He has no motive. He just told them the
fight didn't happen.

Just trust the process, Casey. If he's
innocent, they'll cut him loose soon

enough.

He is a two -time felon from the Hobson
Project in Bushwick.

We both know what that means.

Innocent isn't always enough.

But he's in good hands here.

We were supposed to be on the way to his
job interview right now.

That explains the tie.

What job?

A dog trainer at Paw Pallet.

It's an entry level, but they knew his
past and were still willing to give him

shot.

I was really hoping this job was going
to change his life.

Hey, where's Gibbs?

Hey, I was just about to come down.
Dante just said the fight with Trey

happened.

Yeah, Casey, I know.

I was in there. No.

No, right after you guys left, he told
me, and he has never lied to me, ever.

He's telling the truth, and that means
the fight, a .k .a. his motive, it isn't

real.

And you may be right, Case, but we can't
just take his word for it.

Right, no, of course not. Please, just
investigate.

We are.

Then why aren't you on your way to the
prison to find out what really happened?

Because Gibbs and Mickey didn't invite
us.

Not really a four -person gig, Casey.

Look, we are going to do everything we
can to get to the truth.

No assumptions.

You trust us, right?

Of course. Yeah. No.

I just, um... You know, Dante has been
wronged by the system so many times, and

he's spent most of his adult life in
prison for nothing.

For nothing?

Really, Casey?

2008, reckless endangerment. 2009,

possession of contraband.

2012,

criminal trespassing.

Every single one of those things was a
ticky -tack probation violation.

Like the contraband, there was a few
fireworks.

But because he was already on probation,
he served two years.

In the reckless endangerment, he and his
girlfriend, they were on his Ducati.

She begged him to pop a wheelie, so he
did.

The cops saw him.

He went back to prison for popping a
wheelie? Nine more months.

What about his first arrest? The felony
aggravated assault in 2005.

Now, Casey, I'm not trying to be a jerk.

But the report says you almost killed a
kid at a party.

I know.

I know what the report says.

But I also know the truth.

A troubled 15 -year -old boy got jumped
by a rival gang at a party, and Dante

was the only person that tried to help.

You know, a cop saw a bunch of thugs
beating on a kid.

You were there?

No. But, you know, I really wish I would
have been.

Because that kid that Dante risked his
life to save, that's my baby brother.

Nobody had Dante's back at trial.

All the witnesses were too afraid to
testify, so all the jury had was the

report.

Dante got six years.

3 ,000 inmates, 150 guards. You do the
math.

Give him an inch, he'll take a mile, so
I don't give him that inch.

Doesn't stop him trying to take it.

Sir, take a chair, I tried.

He's always pushing the limits. I guess
he finally pushed someone too far.

What about Dante Brown?

I couldn't tell you. He never said two
words to me the whole time he was here.

He'd rather talk to his dog.

Mates are allowed dogs?

Not exactly.

Kids work with them during the day. It's
part of our Canines for Cons program.

They bring in at -risk rescue dogs so
the inmates can rehabilitate them.

Seems weird putting together two lost
causes, but somehow it all seems to

Am I right, Sarge? Already placed 37
dogs in good homes.

Before they came to us, all these dogs
were undoptable.

Just look at them now.

You work with Dante Brown?

Every day.

Best damn trainer I ever had.

Keeping his nose clean.

He's a suspect in Tracy's murder.

Really? I mean, I heard about Trey.

Tell you the truth, that punk had it
coming.

But Dante?

I didn't think he had it in him.

Well, he had at least one fight.

With Trey, here in New York.

You never remember that.

Neither do I.

Got the report right here.

Last July, Trey shiv Dante.

Well, if it's in the report, it
happened.

Officer Brimble, you recognize this?

It is your signature.

I want to fill out a fight report every
day.

Jibs, janks, switchblade.

It becomes a blur.

There's surveillance video. How far back
did you keep him?

Five years.

You want to see the fight for yourself.

You got it. Just need the date.

Well, that's the problem.

See, the report shows the month and year
of the fight, but not the date.

I don't know what happened there, Sarge.

Okay.

We'll be in touch.

31 days we need to scan.

By we, you mean me, right?

Okay, so what's the plan?

Plan? Yeah, you saw how this dog tried
to maul Torres earlier. We need a plan.

Wait, should we be wearing one of those
big puffy bite -proof suits?

Oh, yeah.

Probably.

I'm kidding, Bishop.

I'm kidding.

I love you too, Theo, man.

Wow. He likes you a lot more than Dora
is.

Ah, yeah, you better.

Foster this guy right after he got out
of prison.

Wait, puppy prison?

Oh, yeah.

Theo was one of the at -risk dogs in
their prison inmate program.

Theo was Dante.

But Theo graduated before Dante got
paroled.

So he was your roommate until Dante got
out? For how long?

A month.

A month?

In your tiny little studio apartment?
How is that?

Intimate.

Oh, hey, sorry about that. Theo's never
really grasped the concept of personal

space. That's okay.

I'm not complaining.

Casey.

Hey.

You called?

I just tested Theo's hair. It was not a
match to the dog hair we recovered from

the victim.

And you're sure?

100%. Isn't that supposed to be good
news?

Yeah, it is, but it isn't.

I found it in Dante's backyard. It was
hidden under Theo's bed.

Shoot. Made from a white, bright
toothbrush.

And so you were going to tell us this
one.

I'm sorry I hid it from you, Ellie. I
was afraid I wouldn't be allowed to test

the blood myself.

And if Dante was going away for murder,
I wanted to make sure the test was done

right.

And?

Tested the blood three times, and this
is the murder weapon.

I am sorry, Keith. I know this has got
to be tough.

Yeah, it sucks.

I really thought this was his fresh
start.

I really believed he wasn't going back.

Can I have a minute to say goodbye,
Gibs?

Thank God, Casey.

I'll only plan on keeping me in here.

Seth.

What? What now? Look, I said sit.

Look familiar?

No.

Is that... Yeah.

Casey, I've never seen this before in my
life.

Then why was it in your backyard?

I don't know.

You guys do better than that.

Maybe somebody planted it there.

Well, planted by who?

The hell if I know.

I would start by asking whoever found
the damn thing.

I found it.

So like I said, you're gonna have to do
better.

Okay, hold up, hold up.

You don't actually believe that I
murdered Trey, do you?

No.

But everyone else does.

So if you ever want to see Theo again,
you're going to need to help me help

Didn't Casey just ask you if she could
say goodbye?

Goodbye has come in many forms.

She still doesn't think he's guilty.

Ah,

and you knew it.

The thought did cross my mind.

But you also knew if he was honest with
anyone, it would be her.

And you wanted a confession.

No, I wanted the truth.

You're not convinced he's guilty either.
Why?

He had motive? The shiv was at his
house?

The other side.

What are you saying? We should be
interrogating a German shepherd?

What I'm saying is he could have ditched
it in a lake. He didn't do that.

He hit it with his dog, which is not
only dumb, it's dangerous if you love

dog.

Hmm.

Maybe Dante got desperate.

Yeah, maybe.

Man, you remember when we first met.

Yeah, the fifth grade recess.

I was chilling on the stairs and you
walked right up and spit your game.

Spit my game?

You were crushing on me a little bit.
Wrong.

No, you needed my help, okay? Because
the McAllen brothers were checking their

footballs at your dome.

That's funny.

I thought you were kind of feeling me
back then. Far from it, bro.

No, you just needed a friend.

Because face it, you had more than
enough enemies.

Okay, okay, wait, wait.

What is this? Is this some kind of pre
-prison pep talk? Because if it is, it

sucks. This is a save -your -ass pep
talk.

What's this for?

Hey, you're still the same kid that I
saved at recess.

We both know that you got a real talent
for pissing people off, so I want you to

make a list of all of them.

Do you think the McCallum set me up for
Trace Martin?

No.

But I think somebody did.

Come on, give me some damn names, Dante.

You wouldn't believe how many fights
break out in prison every day.

Actually, I would.

It gives me listening to inmate phone
calls.

There's going to talk about Dante's
fight, and I just started, and I've

about a dozen different beatdowns.

Dante vs. Dre?

Eh, nothing yet.

What are you smiling at, Torres?

Hmm? Oh, the, uh...

The weather forecast in the sooner
state. Right now we're seeing some

clear conditions.

Oh, you think this is funny?

Excuse me.

Come on, you can bring her up. So
naturally, I got curious.

Who is that?

That's Tanya Owens, a .k .a.

Bishop's longtime arch nemesis. A .k .a.
the meanest meteorologist in the world.

She's pretty good.

There's no sound, Biggie.

What's going on?

Oh, you know, the usual.

Tormenting Bishop.

Did you get a chance to look into all
those names Dante gave us?

Yes, yes. We cleared most of the list.

They all had alibis.

What about the rest?

We're checking them out now.

Really? Because it looks to me like all
you're checking out is the Doppler radar

for central Oklahoma.

Okay, listen, Casey.

We know he's your friend.

Look at the evidence.

We're pretty sure we have our guy.

Yeah, well, I am pretty sure that we
just sent an innocent man back to

And you all don't even seem to care.

Hey, come on, Casey. You don't actually
believe that. Which part, Eleanor?

Ms. Hines.

My office, please.

What exactly were you hoping to
accomplish with that down there?

I'm sorry, director.

I apologized to the team right after you
left. Not what I asked.

First and foremost, you're a forensic
scientist.

Our job is to investigate, evaluate the
evidence, and make good arrests.

I know that. And being Casey Hines' best
friend is not an automatic get -out -of

-jail -free card.

I know that too, sir. So despite all the
evidence, including the murder weapon

which you found at the house, you still
believe that Dante Brown is innocent?

Yes, sir.

I do.

Dante isn't a killer. He's not capable
of it.

Okay, then.

I'm sorry I interrupted.

You can go back down.

Continue as before.

Say again?

Why do you think I called you up here,
Miss Hines?

To tell me to back off.

Wrong.

I called you up here to tell you that
you're not alone.

The anger you're feeling now?

Yeah, I have felt it, too.

Your instinct to fight for your friend.

Should be commended.

If you truly believe that Dante Brown is
innocent, then you better fight like

hell to prove it.

And if that means lighting a fire under
every ass in this place, then so be it.

You have my full support.

Thank you, Director.

But you better be right.

Love and loyalty can be blinding, Miss
Hines.

If we're not careful, we go to war for
the wrong people.

And trust me, that's one lesson that you
don't want to learn the hard way.

Now, that being said, I'm going to ask
you one more time.

Are you 100 % sure that Dante Brown is
innocent?

Don't answer that.

Casey, I'm sorry, but there's something
you need to see.

You don't look happy.

Is there anything you want to tell me?

It doesn't matter. It's not like I would
believe you anyway.

That doesn't make me a killer.

No, but it does make you a liar.

What else have you lied about?

Sorry, guilty.

Why did you lie to me?

If NCIS knew that Trey really did attack
me, I'd look guilty as hell.

Not as guilty as you do now.

Thought it'd be my word against the
guards.

How could you not know every prison has
a surveillance system?

I thought that Trey attacked me in the
spot that was outside of camera view.

Yeah, maybe you should stop thinking.

I get it. I screwed up.

Again.

We've been here before.

When is this going to stop, Dante?

I risked my job to protect you. Does
that even matter to you? Of course it

But you know what I'm going to do with
cops.

And they pulled me out of my house at
gunpoint. So, yeah, I was scared.

But you didn't just lie to them. You
lied to me. You are them, Casey.

You are them.

I'm your friend, Fred.

You can trust me.

Casey, I regret lying to you more than I
resent sitting in this chair.

I know that I hurt you, and it sucks
because nobody matters to me more than

do.

Casey, you know the real me.

Oh, man, I don't know if that's true
anymore.

You know damn well I ain't no killer.

You don't let one mistake just erase 25
years of friendship.

What do you want from me, Dante?

Just a little faith.

Because you and I both know that without
your help, I'm going to rot in here for

the rest of my life.

And the I .F. cleared the name she gave
me.

Okay? So nobody on that list framed you.

Which means that we are all out of lead.

So you're giving up on me?

I'll never give up on you, Dante.

I'll never stop loving you.

I gotta go, because Theo's all alone.

Can you tell my boy I love him?

I will, Linda.

He knows.

Thank you for taking care of him.

Again.

We're taking care of each other.

What are we doing, McGee?

What do you mean?

We found the guy. We made the arrest.

Why are we still looking into this case?

You'd have to ask Gibbs.

Ask Gibbs what?

Well, McGee wants to know why we're
still looking into the Katera case.

Look, are you afraid that we got it
wrong?

Or are we just triple -checking because
it's Casey?

Both. Update.

All right, well, I re -interviewed
Trey's buddies.

Same stories as before.

I don't think they're hiding anything.

McGee, go.

Found a couple scuffles Trey had that we
didn't know about, but the guys he

fought are still locked up.

Giz, I'm all out for crushing T's and
dotting I's.

Feel bad for Casey.

She's going through right now.

But I'm pretty sure we got the right
guy.

I'm not.

Gib, you need to hear this.

Hey, Bishop.

You were right. Dante didn't kill Trey.

Then who did?

Someone who was trying to keep Trey from
talking. About what?

Well, he was laundering money on the
inside with some inmate named Grant.

So we think this Grant guy ordered the
hit.

Wait, how do you know all this?

Gibbs has had me listening to the prison
phone calls for days, so... He has?

Yeah, look, talk to Dante. Find out if
the name Grant means anything to him.

Yeah, on it. Oh, and Bishop, thank you.

I can't believe there are 13 guys named
Grant in the same prison.

So many Grants, so little time.

At least he's not a Smith.

Well, we can cross both Greg Grant and
Alden Grant off the list because they

spent the last decade in solitary.

The way Grant is out, too. It was only
processed in a few weeks ago.

Well, then that's a wrap. We're all out
of Grants.

Checked the employees?

Already did. Didn't find anything.

What about vendors?

Um... Yeah, there is one, Grant.

Noel Grant contracted to handle all the
prison's... Laundry.

Yeah. He runs a commercial service
called Press and Clean Pros.

How do you know that, Gibbs?

The guy on the call didn't say
laundering. He said laundry.

Wait. Trey did work in the prison's
laundry detail for years.

Who is Noel Grant?

Uh... Someone with a pretty sketchy
past.

He was indicted for narcotics
trafficking three times.

Yeah. And just last month, he bought a
$5 .2 million beach home in Aruba.

Didn't they say the hit was ordered by
someone inside the prison?

Must be someone else involved.

Another inmate?

Yeah, on my way down.

What do you got, Case?

Dog hair.

Lots of it.

After Bishop told me the hit was ordered
by someone inside of the prison, I had

a hunch.

So I collected hair from all the canines
for Khan's dog and tested it against

the hair found at the crime scene.

And this guy was a match.

How's that possible?

I thought the dogs were kenneled at the
prison.

The dogs assigned to the inmates are,
but the dogs the staff used to teach the

class go home with them. And this
particular creature belongs to a guard.

Which one?

Why am I here?

Because killing people is illegal.

Who do you think I killed?

Trey Kachera.

That's ridiculous.

Trey was a career criminal, a
gangbanger.

Probably got killed by some thug.

Why Dante Brown?

You said yourself they had beef.

Those fights in the yard ain't just
nothing. Them boys, they kill each

Which is why you chose Dante to be your
phone guy.

He had a motive.

Why the hell would I want to kill Trey
Kachera? Shut him up.

About what?

All the drugs you've been smuggling into
the prison over the years.

You and Noel Grant cut a deal.

Used his linen trucks to bring in coke
and heroin, bypassing security.

And you still needed an inmate on the
inside to move your product.

You handpicked Trey because he was doing
25 to life.

But he had an early release.

You panicked, thought he might talk.

So you killed him with a prison shift
and you planted that and Don faced back

here.

You can't prevent any of this.

Well, no, Grant can.

Our agents grabbed him at Dulles before
he could hop on a flight to Aruba.

He's been airing out your dirty laundry
ever since.

Literally.

Look on the bright side, at least you're
going somewhere familiar and you know

all the rules already.

I bet them boys in Danville are going to
be excited to see you.

Yo.

What are you doing here? I'm supposed to
be in the plane on your way to do the

grand marshalling thingy.

Nah, I decided not to go.

Seriously?

What about little baby Bishop inside
your soul?

Isn't she going to be disappointed?

She'll get over it.

And all your faithful minions in Tater
Totsville, you know what you owe it to

them? They didn't want me, okay?

The truth is they never really wanted
me, so can we just drop it?

Already dropped.

Thank you.

They want Tanya Owens instead.

Uh -huh. Can you believe that? Tanya
freaking Owens. Again, they only asked

because Tanya wasn't available.

Then all of a sudden, her schedule just
cleared right up.

Wait, so they just uninvited you?

Oh, no, it's even worse. They asked me
to be the head of security for Grand

Marshal Tanya.

Mm -hmm.

It's okay. Go ahead. You can laugh.

Bishop, I would never laugh at you.

Right in front of your face.

Ah.

You want to get some sushi?

Oh, I'd love to, but I already have
plans.

Oh, really? You got a hot date?

Something like that.

Really? I was kidding.

I didn't know you were seeing anyone.

It's just been a few weeks.

Wow, that's like six months and Toria's
yours.

You will like her, Bishop.

She's older, mature.

I think it may be good for me.

How much older?

Doesn't matter.

You know,

you two make quite the couple.

You know, I can't thank everybody from
NCIS enough.

You guys saved my ass.

Well, you know, you were innocent.

All right.

That don't matter.

I still violated my parole.

I was right back in the teeth of the
system.

Thank you, Jim.

Don't thank me.

It was Gibbs and Vance that got you
released. They took up your cause.

Went to war with the DOJ.

And a week later, here I am.

Free. To annoy the hell out of my dog
son.

I'm sorry you went through this, D.

I'm lucky to have a best friend in NCIS.

And I'd still be locked up.

You know, there's a ton of guys in here
who have an honest story to tell.

But nobody will listen.

You know, I was thinking about that.

If you and I team up, maybe we can make
some waves.

I'm with it.

Yeah, let's do it, man.

Oh, but first, let's jumpstart your
career.

Okay.

All right.

Let's go. Let's do this. Okay.

Uh -huh.

Nervous?

Yeah, a little bit. Yeah.

Okay.

She's still a work in progress. Yeah,
but aren't we all?

I hope that's it, even now and never.

Come on, boy.

Hey, you're taking Theo into your job
interview?

Of course.

It's my resume.

Come on.