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Witnesses said the Mercedes was driving on the wrong side of the road. Vic

swerved to avoid him.

Where's the driver? At the ER.

I just got a page from the hospital.

The other driver's injuries were minimal. No sign of intoxication.

The deceased was a civilian accountant at DOD.

Handles Navy payroll.

And it looks like he made an unauthorized withdrawal.

What's the Navy accountant doing with a bag full of cash and a .45?

I can tell you he appears to be suffering from something called Leopard

Syndrome. Oh, here it comes.

It's an acronym for a rare genetic disease.

Note the unusually large freckling around the face.

Lentiginous, as they're called.

Very, very rare. We're going to need a statement from the other driver.

I'll bring him in. Are we charging him?

Maybe manslaughter?

Wasn't drunk, but he still killed someone.

Or not.

Doc?

I got multiple stab wounds. Looks like a switchblade, maybe a small hunting

knife. He was probably bleeding for hours before the crash. This man didn't

from the accident.

He was murdered.

Someone's in the trunk.

Hello? Hello?

It's okay.

Everything's fine.

What's your name, Marine?

Gibbs, sir.

Sergeant Leroy Jethro Gibbs.

Hope no one has any plans this weekend. We are going out. I have plans every

weekend. Yeah, and I'm just finishing up the case for the kidnapping.

Sorry, attendance is mandatory.

What's up, man? I haven't seen you this excited since, um, um, nerd things.

Dude, it is the 20th anniversary of the day I decided to become an NCIS agent.

Oh, okay, that is a big deal.

I'm in, brah. Wow, me too.

Me three, assuming I'm invited.

Of course.

Now, the question is, do I invite Gibbs?

Ooh, man, is that a trick question?

No, see, here's the thing.

Obviously, I want him to come, right? But every time we ask him to go

he says no.

So I've been thinking maybe if I don't invite Gibbs, you know. How long have

been overthinking this?

Kind of yesterday.

My advice, if you really want Gibbs to come, just ask him.

Ask me what?

Um, well, boss, I'm taking out some of the team this weekend.

The drinks, and I was wondering.

Have fun.

Grab your gear. We got a body.

Boss, you sure you don't want to come? I'd love to have you.

Maybe next time.

Just so you know, it's my anniversary.

Mickey, I'm about done with anniversaries for the year.

Hey, so where's the body?

In our basement.

The body. He's still warm.

Means he's been here 12 hours or less.

But once Lenny the liver probe does his magic, I'll be able to be more specific.

Who is he?

Uh, no idea.

We were waiting for you before we looked for a wallet.

A plus to you for following protocol.

Uh... Tom.

Yeah. Wallet.

Oh, right, yeah.

All right, our mystery guest is...

NCIS Special Agent Ronald Calloway of the Carolina office.

Must have been part of that inter -office exchange last week.

Call Carolina. Let them know.

Okay. What do you think happened?

Based on petechial hemorrhaging, I'd say he asphyxiated about nine hours ago.

How?

I'm not sure.

No signs of strangulation.

Clearly didn't drown.

Looks like he burned that notebook over there. Maybe that had something to do

with his death.

Not likely.

I really shouldn't speculate any further until we get Agent Calloway here into

autopsy. Whoever he really is, that was Sackett, Carolina.

There is no special Agent Calloway at their office or at any NCIS office.

Credentials are fake.

Red is French.

That's going to be tough.

His fingerprints have been burned off.

What was this guy doing down here?

So Torres said the security sweeps are almost done. No sign of any bombs.

You check the roof?

Yeah, and everyone in the building's been accounted for. We're pretty sure it

was the law.

All right, I think we need to put a pin in this evacuation for now.

But as soon as you find out who that man was, I want to know.

You heard him. All right, well, we don't have any ID, but... According to the

sign -in log, the intruder entered the building last night.

Wandered around for a little bit?

Then he went into the sub -basement.

Why'd he do that?

Well, I have a theory. I think he might have been trying to hack into our

network. His body was found next to the main interconnect hub.

That's what connects up every NCIS office in the world.

What was he after?

No clue. I mean, the only thing we found in him besides his ID was that

notebook. He burned it. I guess he didn't want us to see what was inside.

Yeah, but obviously somebody's targeting us.

Find out who.

Hey. Hmm?

So, I did find something out.

Why didn't you tell Gibbs?

Because it's about Gibbs.

I think I know what he was talking about when he said he was done with

anniversaries. Yeah, that was weird, huh?

I didn't realize last week was his and Shannon's wedding anniversary.

Oh, man.

That's tough.

I know.

For him to even mention it.

I know.

Well, then we really should try to get him to come out for drinks with us.

I agree.

What we need is a ringer.

Someone with sweet little bell eyes that Gibbs can't say no to.

You want me to do what?

Oh, come on, McGee. The guy never comes out for drinks with us. Oh,

that is so sad.

Yeah, of course. No, I'll try.

Getting Gibbs to commit to a social engagement is like trying to find Waldo

blindfolded.

How could you not know who Waldo is?

Who's Waldo?

Actually, it's Where's Waldo.

Okay.

Where is Waldo?

Maybe I should just tell you our victim died.

It was a severe asthma attack.

I extracted these mucus plugs from his airways, the hallmark sign of an

asthmatic asphyxiation.

Also, based on the talk screen that Casey sent down, I'm fairly confident

attack was triggered by mole spores from his basement, so Gibbs' death was a

fluke, and you should totally come out for drinks with us on Sunday.

My, that was smooth.

Segways aren't my strong suit.

But I really think that you would like... ...hearing more about how this

died.

Yeah, that makes sense.

Gibbs, the thing is, this man shouldn't have died.

With asthma this bad, I'm sure he was prescribed an inhaler at some point. I'm

just not sure why he wasn't carrying it. Because it could help ID him if he was

caught. Guess anyone who burns off their fingerprints doesn't want to be

identified. But Casey got a hit on his DNA anyway. So our bad guy's name

is Zucato.

Maurice Zucato.

You can see why he didn't want to be identified.

Gibbs, he's not just a bad guy. He is a really bad guy.

In fact, he comes from a whole family of bad guys.

Wait, you know him?

I had a run -in with his cousin.

Years ago.

Gibbs, that's with two Bs, right?

Yes, sir.

Well, you're lucky to be alive, Gibbs with two Bs.

Any idea who threw you in that trunk?

He didn't exactly introduce himself.

His real name was Rinaldi Zucato.

Goes by Ringo.

Sound familiar?

No. Zucatos are a class act.

Four cousins that never met a law they wouldn't break.

B &E, assault, murder.

Used to be five.

We think the other four ate him.

Uh -huh.

Looks like Ringo used an alias to get an accounting job at DOD.

Then gave himself a bonus.

You sure you don't know anything about it?

I'm sure.

How about this?

Maybe a key?

Think in a hotel?

Yeah, but we can't find the hotel.

Hoping you can give us a lead.

Maybe start with how you end up in a trunk in D .C. when your file says

stationed at Lejeune.

No, sir. Not anymore.

I was just accepted to Scout Sniper School.

Then you took a wrong turn.

This year's scouts report to Pendleton.

So why are you in D .C.? Pit stop.

We're here for a buddy's wedding.

We? My girlfriend, Shannon.

She gets here in a few days.

I'm here early because I'm in the wedding.

I was out looking for a suit when this guy runs up behind me and sticks a gun

my ear.

Forced me into the trunk, took off driving.

He forced you, Marine?

There were civilians around.

Didn't want to risk it.

Noble.

What a gamble.

If it wasn't for that idiot driving on the wrong side of the road, you might be

the one in our morgue.

And now you got a chance to say thank you.

Looks like he's back from the hospital to give his statement. I'm just saying,

if Americans want to drive on the wrong side of the road, they should put up

bloody signs at every intersection to remind the rest of the civilized world.

Mr. Mallard?

Actually, Dr.

Mallard. Well, former doctor.

Sergeant Gibbs.

Former trunk.

I owe you a drink.

Well, that depends.

How do you feel about scotch?

I'd feel better about bourbon.

Sold.

Yes, well, that would be fantastic.

Ah, just the man I wanted to see.

Yes, I had a wonderfully productive lunch yesterday with the historians from

DEA and CIA, and we had this... Ricardo, sir, bye.

Have you got a pardon?

You heard me, Doc.

Well, how do you know?

Because one of them is laying downstairs in our morgue.

I believe the apropos phrase is, just when we thought we were out.

So it gives a yes or a no for drinks on Sunday?

No, unfortunately it was a bust.

Jimmy had a good idea, though.

He thinks that we should fake a crime scene.

Trick Gibbs.

Come on, let's go.

Okay, well, as you know, our intruder's real name was Maurice Zucato.

He's been in and out of jail his whole life, but one of his crimes seems

particularly relevant now, especially for following the hacker theory.

About four years ago, Maurice got a job at a phone company and was arrested six

months later for breaking into their system.

So he definitely has hacker skills.

What are you looking for?

I'm sure Zucato knows.

What's up?

Johnny Zucato.

Who's Johnny Zucato?

His cousin.

Johnny was in charge of the crew.

If there's a Zucato breaking the law, Johnny's involved.

Find him.

Okay. Hey, Gabe. So there's this new bar down by Lakewood, and they have

bourbon. Johnny Zucato.

Get me something.

Sir. Boss, I got something.

This construction company is under investigation by the Carolina's field

on bribery and obstruction of justice charges.

Well, this Ducato guy easily could have sent his cousin to hack into our system.

See how much we know.

Bring him in.

When Johnny went into hiding the day Carolina filed charges against him, it's

going to be tough to find.

You got a problem with Tuff?

No, boss, but I do have a question.

How'd you know?

To even look for this guy.

Sorry I'm late.

I finally found a rental home for Mother and me.

This one's furnished. I just signed the lease.

So, the boat's stuck in the bottle, and you can never get it out.

What's the point? Beastly little Victorian.

Mother will hate, but you will probably love. There's a basement.

Oh, I can talk. I'm thirsty.

Oh. Yeah, when you said you wanted to buy me a drink, I didn't realize we'd

spend the next three days hitting every pub in the city.

I have to say, getting to know you has been a fascinating case study in

fortitude and a mettle.

U .S. Marine Corps must be proud to have you.

Feelings mutual.

Succinctly put, you're a man of few words, aren't you?

Well, you do all the talking.

Well, let's talk about this wedding suit you've been lugging around.

Can I take a peek?

What do you think?

I think you are about to find out just how much this girlfriend of yours

actually loves you.

Speaking of, when you pick her up, her bath gets in from Stillwater today, does

it not?

The bath does.

She doesn't.

Why? What happened?

Oh, my.

That explains the day drinking.

What's my excuse?

Jethro, I'm so very sorry. Did she give you a reason?

She didn't end it. I did.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

I don't understand.

This is the girl you called your soulmate, and suddenly you decide you...

didn't break up with her over the phone, did you?

Would you prefer I let her get on a bus and come all the way down here?

A proper gentleman would have gone to her.

I'm buying the drinks today.

Nobody's freaking today.

Johnny Zucato wants to talk to you.

He's not related to a Ringo by any chance.

Now, re -skip the car.

After talking with Ducky, I think we figured out a way we can track this

Zucato guy. Now, Johnny may have gone into hiding to avoid the charges against

him, but his pacemakers did not.

Zucato was implanted with one exactly like this when he was treated for atrial

fibrillation last year.

Drag it? Sort of. Every day, he phones home to Zucato's doctor on a cellular

frequency. The next time the pacemaker connects, I should be able to

location off the cell tower.

Now, Johnny Zucato, he can run from the long arm of the law, but he cannot hide

from the medium -sized arms of Casey Hines.

Oh, Jethro.

Did you ever think you'd see that face again?

Oh, I was hoping not.

After I heard about the run -in you two had back in the day with this Ducato

guy, I looked up your old NIS case file.

What did I do?

It's not you.

It's him.

Johnny Ducato was the one that got away.

And it seems that his reappearance...

He's dredging up old memories that are best left unremembered.

Let's try this again.

What did my cousin Ringo say before he died?

The only Ringo I know is the one who wrote Octopus's Garden.

Give me the thing from Freckles.

I was out looking for a suit when a guy ran up behind me and stuck a gun in my

ear. That sound familiar?

Because that's what you told that cop.

Is there anything else not in the report?

My cousin, Ringo, stole something from me.

Something very...

Very valuable.

And I need to know if he told those NIS cops about it.

You have the report?

You need me to read it to you?

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Your cousin died shortly after the car crash from multiple stab wounds.

I attempted to save his life, but he'd lost too much blood from those stab

wounds. Yeah, that was kind of the point.

The thing is, he didn't have a chance to tell those NIS agents anything. He was

dead long before they arrived.

I'm telling the truth.

Okay.

I believe you, and thank you so much for that information.

We're done here.

You kill us.

They will never stop looking for you.

It won't be the cops that find you.

It'll be the Marines.

Dan, time for five.

Baby Gibbs played that one right.

Ducato let us live, but with a warning.

He said if we told anyone about what had happened, we'd regret it.

But you told NIS anyway, right?

Wrong.

Gibbs wanted to, but I tried to persuade him otherwise.

Oh, I got something.

We just got a ping on his location, but not from his pacemaker. From his regular

cell phone.

He just turned it on.

We found him.

So this is the guy that broke both of Gibbs' arms.

I heard from the motor pool it was both his legs.

Well, apparently even adults can play telephone.

Either way, I would not miss this for the world.

Payback is a bitch.

You got old.

Try wiser.

Sit down.

I have to say this police harassment thing surprised me.

Didn't take you for the kind of guy who held grudges.

So why am I here?

We caught your cousin trying to hack our computer system.

So what's that got to do with me?

You bribed a government official to land a construction contract.

Allegedly. Back in winning court.

You are going away for a long time.

Oh, I see.

You think I sent my cousin in to steal your files, hoping I'd have an advantage

at trial.

Yeah, that's right.

Well, I wish I'd thought of that.

Would have been a lot less risky than what I did instead.

You've got no right to hold me.

I've gotten to rest more.

Right. For the bribery charges.

Well, except I'd update my files if I were you.

Uh -uh. That can't be good.

Lost an alarm on rule 22. I'm sorry, but... Just tell him. What, McGee?

The bribery charges against me have been dropped.

An hour ago.

Carolina just confirmed it. You couldn't get me 40 years ago.

And you ain't gonna get me now.

Reunions are fun, aren't they?

Yeah, well, we were caught off guard as well when we heard that Zucato's case

was dismissed.

All right, Lynn, thank you. Give my regards to McKenna.

Zucato buying judges now?

Judge had no choice. The star witness in the trial just turned up dead. There's

no case without him.

I want that buy.

Why?

Because you know, as well as I do, Zucato killed him.

Well, that may be, but... That's why he came out of hiding, Leon.

He knew that witness was dead.

There's only one way he could know about that.

It's not our case.

The bribery occurred on Carolina's turf.

Bribery? Hell, we'd get him on murder. He admitted it. It's not our case. It

Leon.

Zaccato's cousin broke into our office trying to hack their way into the

Carolina NCIS network. That makes it our case.

All right.

I will call Carolina back and see if they'll send us the body.

But I want something too, Gibbs.

I want you to chill out.

Ever since the name Zucato popped back up, you've been off your game.

I tried to talk to Dr. Mallard, but for the first time since D -Day, he hasn't

had anything to say.

Something going on between you two?

I was going through your back door. They might be watching us.

Where's your phone?

Through there.

Nice wainscoting.

Wainscoting? What kind of marine are you?

And who are you phoning?

Agent Scott at NIF.

Not a good idea.

Why not?

Because that psychopath has copies of the statements we gave him.

Zucato has them all in the building.

Then if you call Agent Scott and tell him what happened, Zucato could find

Hell, for all we know, Scott could be the mole.

If we're smart.

We find out who the mole is before we go to NIA.

Not what I was going to say.

We could do it. No, we can't, Jethro. We're not agents.

Then we go after Zukai to ourselves.

Are you trying to get us killed, man?

Oh. I know what it is.

What?

You haven't been yourself since you ended things with your girlfriend.

Haven't been myself?

Any twonk off the street can see that you've been moping around like a

teen. Not to mention oozing with guilt.

For what?

Don't you think your girl deserves a proper explanation for why you ended

so abruptly?

I gave her an explanation.

No, you gave her an excuse.

Sniper school is on the other side of the country, and a long -distance

relationship would be too tough.

It would.

You've got a problem with tough, Sergeant.

It seems to me that you're running.

Says the guy who moved across an ocean to become an ex -doctor.

This isn't about me.

It's about why the guy who is so afraid of a girl is so willing to risk his life

chasing a killer Trying to find some stupid NIS mole when it could be anyone

What I know who the mole is

oh We don't mind that I let

myself in but There's only so many times a man will knock before he tries the

door.

But that's actually an old Mallard family proverb.

Fine.

Let's cut the small talk.

I'm worried about you, Jethro.

I'm fine.

No, you are not fine.

You should go and talk to Agent Sloan.

Yeah? About what?

You're letting a 40 -year -old grudge get under your skin.

Is that what I'm doing?

Well, have you considered letting McGee take point on the Zuccado case?

I'm not walking away from this.

Jethro... Doc, I took your advice before.

I didn't go after Zuccado.

I'm not backing down again.

If you had gone after Zuccado 40 years ago, you'd be dead.

Yeah.

I would be.

Is that the way you want history to unfold?

You'd never have married Shannon, never had Kelly, you'd never...

You'd never have lost them.

I see.

Your grudge isn't with Zuccado.

It's with me.

No.

They're the best thing that ever happened to me, Doc.

Shannon and Kelly.

I don't blame you.

I owe you.

You give me time with them.

Time's all we have.

Indeed it is.

But Shannon and Kelly aren't your only family.

Carolina has sent over the dead witness from the Zaccato bribery case.

I think I'll go and see if Dr. Palmer needs any help.

The deceased is a 50 -year -old male whose cause of death has previously been

determined to be blunt force trauma to the cranium.

Not bad from 12 feet away.

I've had practice.

Yeah, and I read the Carolina ME's report.

I thought perhaps you might need some assistance.

Me autopsia? Esu autopsia?

Have you found anything to tie this witness's murder to Johnny Zucado?

Not yet.

I am curious about one thing, though. What's that?

How long we're going to pretend that you're down here to assist in an autopsy

when you have yet to take off your jacket, much less scrub in.

That's embarrassing.

I won't tell anyone. He's dead.

Pretty sure you're safe.

My patients were not always dead.

I used to save lives.

Yeah, but after all the death I witnessed in the Chaluzzi refugee camp

Afghanistan, I found I didn't trust myself to work on a living patient.

You know, I almost gave up the medical profession altogether after that.

What made you decide to stay?

Oddly enough, it had a lot to do with the cicadas.

Hey, Doc. Hi, Mike.

Well, I must admit that I don't get a lot of requests for tours down in

very often, but I'm more than happy to extend the professional courtesy,

You must see some fascinating causes of death down here.

True. Though, pro tip,

I consider my real job to bring closure to the families of the victims.

Might I be able to see the victim from mine?

Well, that depends.

On?

How long we're going to pretend that you came down here for a simple tour?

Yes, you're right. I haven't been entirely honest about why I'm here.

So you and Gibbs think that there's a mole inside the building.

Feeding Johnny Zuccato information?

Yes, but first I need to confirm something on the body of Zuccato's

one I ran off the road.

One Ringo Zuccato coming up.

Thank you.

Yes. After our accident, when I was attempting to save his life, I noticed

appeared to be suffering from napkin syndrome.

You notice the large crackling?

Yeah. Got that, too.

He also had Spinoza confirming the diagnosis.

Where's this going? Last time I was in the building, I passed a construction

worker who also had the same freckling, typical of Leppard syndrome. I didn't

think much at the time, but... That's a hell of a coincidence.

It's an extremely rare genetic condition.

Given the odds, that construction worker has to be related to the Zucados.

That's got to be the mole.

You think you can still identify that worker?

I never forget a face.

Not a problem.

We've got a problem, and it is a big one.

What sort of a problem?

He's found ice crystal artifacts throughout the dermis cells of our dead

there. Look at the back of his arms.

Freezer burn?

Yeah. Based on this tissue damage, I'd say that the star witness against Johnny

Takato spent some time in a freezer before they finally dumped his body.

That put his death at about eight days ago.

And that is a problem because?

Well, Zucato had this witness killed a week ago. There'd be absolutely no

for his cousin to risk breaking into NCIS just to hack some case files.

So, what was his cousin Maurice really doing in that building?

Bomb squad's doing another sweep of the entire Navy Yard. We wasn't planning a

bomb. We know the cousin was here doing something in the building.

We just don't know what.

Which is why I asked you down here.

I've been working on the notebook our intruder tried to burn in the basement.

As it turns out, ink burns at a different rate than paper. So, I scanned

crispy critter. Bottom line.

Well, I was able to partially reconstruct one of the pages.

To map the building.

Cuz wasn't trying to hack us. I think he was looking for something in the

building. What?

No idea, but I got a lead on who drew this for him.

I pulled a handwriting sample and compared it to every single Zucato I

find.

You got a match. I did, indeed.

Your mapmaker is another Zucato cousin, Emilio.

But apparently everybody calls him... Freckles.

I've heard that name before.

Give me the thing from Freckles. From Freckles.

Pick him up.

How many cousins does Johnny Zucato have?

Four. Used to be five.

Supposedly, the other four ate him.

To be honest, I'm having trouble keeping them all straight.

Okay, Freckles.

We know you made this map for Johnny Zucato.

And we know your cousins used it to get inside our building.

We don't know his why.

Okay, I'll talk. If you want to spend the rest of your... I'm sorry, what?

Well, that was easy.

I didn't want to do it.

Johnny made me.

Said if I didn't, he'd kill me.

But if you give me protection, I'll tell you everything.

Okay, let's hear it.

It all started 40 years ago when Johnny dragged me into his office and told me

our cousin Ringo stole something from him.

Something worth a lot of money.

Apparently your guys at NIS got a hold of it after some car crash, and Johnny

wanted me to get it back.

So they slipped me into this painting crew working in the building.

It took me a few days to figure out how to get into the evidence locker, but I

finally got in.

The problem was getting back out with it.

So I went back to work.

Then I noticed this blonde guy pointing me out to some agent.

Somehow, Blondie made me.

So? I stashed a key card and I got the hell out of there. I mean, I moved away,

cut ties, and never looked back.

Oh, you have a map to tell their wives?

I had no choice.

I ran into one of Johnny's goons in Cancun last month.

Johnny said if I told him how to find the key card, he might, might let me

That's why I drew the map.

Oh, wait. So are you saying that the key card?

It's still in this building?

Oh, shit, I know.

I just know where I stashed it.

And where is that?

Come on, man.

Oh, yeah.

There it is.

I just left Agent Torres.

Freckles had quite a story to tell.

Well, after you ID'd him to Agent Scott back in 1980, Freckles hid the key card

behind a piece of drywall that was being patched so he wouldn't be caught with

it. It wasn't a hotel key.

It was a key to a Swiss safety deposit box.

Apparently, Cousin Ringo embezzled millions from the Navy.

Zucato didn't like being cut out, so he tried to kill Ringo.

Yeah, they fought.

Ringo got away.

Well, that must be when he carjacked you.

He was running away from Zucato.

Until you ran him off the road. And that is how the key card ended up back at

NIS. Yep, found something.

Yes, Mother, I will pick you up from the airport tomorrow.

No, not in a limo.

Yeah, right.

Bye, Mother.

Shouldn't I? Thank you.

What are you doing?

Cooking you a bon voyage meal before you leave for California.

Steaks in the oven?

You mad at me?

I don't have a grill.

No, but you've got one hell of a fireplace.

Is it like some American thing? Because that sounds fairly gross.

No.

It's a Jackson Gibbs thing.

Like that.

Don't knock it until you try it. Oh, well, thank you for using your fingers.

Oh, thank you.

There we go.

I still can't believe Zucado walked away a free man.

Not enough proof to convict him.

Dr. Magnus must have missed something.

As M .E., surely he should have been able to find some physical evidence

Zucado to the stabbing.

Yeah.

Why don't you give it a try?

I'm not a doctor anymore.

No, this is different.

M .E.'s don't save the living.

They help the dead find peace.

Besides... You'd have a captive audience for all of your stories.

You join NIS, you might get another shot at Zucato.

Second chances are important, but not guaranteed, Jethro.

Especially involving matters of the heart.

Really?

We're doing this again? Why did you really end up with your girlfriend?

If life at school only lasts 11 weeks, then you could come home to her.

And then I'll leave again.

Station who knows where.

And what if one day I don't come home?

She gets a folded -up flag instead?

Seems like you're basing life decisions on a whole lot of ifs.

What do you want from me? The truth.

You're scared.

Of what?

Love. No, losing love.

I think you're walking away before you get hurt.

I think you're more affected by my breakup than I am. Because I know what

don't.

Love is never going to come easy.

Yes, it is scary, and it's messy as hell, but it cannot be optional.

So when true love does come along, you need to fight to hold on to it. You need

to climb into that bottle with that ship.

And put a cork in it.

Because it may never come around again.

What was her name?

Maggie.

What happened?

Believe it or not, there are some stories even I won't tell.

Do not make the same mistakes I made, Jethro.

You're a good man.

And I do hope we cross paths again.

I got a feeling we might.

Oh, I can't wait to hear this.

What new crime am I being accused of now?

Oh, uh, not a new one.

You're under arrest for the murder of Rinaldi Zuccaro.

Ringo?

That was 40 years ago. We exhumed his body.

And as it turns out, DNA has a half -life of over 500 years.

Guess whose DNA we found under Ringo's fingernail the day he was murdered.

Reunions are fun, aren't they?

Call my lawyer.

Hey, it's me.

Don't hang up.

Shannon, are you there?

What do you want?

I only have a few days before I ship out.

And your point?

I've been doing some thinking.

A lot of thinking.

And I'd like to ask you a question before I leave.

What kind of question?

Kind that a gentleman doesn't ask over the phone.

I'll see you in five hours.

McGee?

Hey, boss.

Everything okay?

Yeah, everything's fine.

You guys still out for drinks?

Oh, yeah.

And then some. You need us to come back?

No. No, no.

So?

So, I was just wondering how long you were going to be there. I thought I'd

by.

McGee?

Gibbs is coming, baby!

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