All language subtitles for NCIS Los Angeles - 1x09 - 999

(grunting)

(gags and thuds)

Sync by honeybunny

Sam:
Mornin', g.

When did that happen?
Kensi: Hey, guys.

Whoa.

Who did this?

Don't know.

Where's all our stuff?
Don't know.

Think it's safe to go in.

Don't know.

I'm saying I think
it's safe to go in.

Kensi:
Am I seeing assigned seats?

Yep, I'm here.

This is nice, nice!

Oh, look,

They even sharpened my pencils.

Do you write with pencils?

No.

Could be one of nate's
psych experiments.

I'm not one of nate's lab rats.

You ever known me
to receive mail?

Nope.
Send mail?

Nope.

Organization and productivity

Are directly correlated.

Cleanliness is next to, um...

Efficiency.

So, you moved our stuff?
I tried to stop her.

Hetty.

She's the only one...

Continue, mr.
Callen, continue.

With the authority...

Ah.

Hmm, nate,

If your comment that

"they might be miffed"
constitutes trying to stop me,

I suggest you learn

More forceful techniques
of self-assertion.

Not that I would have listened.

People, this is an office.

Insofar as you have equipment
necessary to your duties,

You'll find it in your desks.

Insofar as you had

"stuff," you'll find it
all upstairs in trash bags.

Most of it's kensi's.

Hetty:
You're welcome

To add a personal touch or two.

But let's not again
have it looking

Like a fraternity lounge.

Now, if you'll follow me,

We have work.

Chief petty officer
frank mcellon

Was murdered last night.

He was one of the
navy's top engineers.

He worked on super-cavitation.

Really cool technology.

Puts a bubble
around a submarine,

Quadruples its speed.

From 25 knots top speed
fully submerged to 100 knots.

Nifty trick.

A trick you'd want
to keep secret.

Murder and possible espionage.

Both balls are in your court,

Mr. Callen.

Hey, new bullpen's great, huh?

An enlisted
sailor lives here?

It's a little too
upmarket, isn't it?

Way upmarket.

Mobiles go over cribs, right?

Looks like baby moved out.

Probably not by herself.

Now, the alarm system

Showed this window open
just before the murder.

(dialing phone)

Eric...

There's a house
directly behind us.

They have a security cam.

Thanks.

So, mcellon hears a noise,
then he comes in.

Killer takes him
from behind, no struggle.

Mcellon's six foot.

So, the killer's
strong, he's quiet.

Knows how to use a knife.

Hey, guys.

What do you see?

Huh...

Dusted for prints,
but there aren't any.

This was the only window open,

So he came and went
through here.

The whole crime scene
is like this.

Do you know what the forensics
report is going to find?

Absolutely nothing.

No prints, fibers, hairs.
This guy didn't leave a trace.

Nanny cam.

With a front-row seat.

Okay, eric, thanks.
Keep looking, dom.

Dom's trying to
track down...
Eric says that
the window

Mcellon's wife.
The killer used...

The killer knew...
The wife
split a month...

Callen.

Was I heads or tails?
I'm not telling you.

The window that the killer used

Was not covered by the
security camera out back.

Our guy must've
cased the house first then.

But eric found another
camera next door.

Now, this is video
from four days ago.

He's running facial recognition,
but there's been no hits yet.

Kensi:
And now it's your turn, sam.

Mcellon's wife split
with the baby a month ago.

Dom's still trying
to track her down.

Financials?

Turns out
mcellon's money is clean.

He designed sub technology
before he joined the navy.

His patents are lucrative.

Why would a wealthy engineer
enlist?

Same reason pat tillman
left the nfl to join the army.

Patriotism.

Mcellon signed on after 9/11.

So, a patriotic guy
sells secrets?

That would make him
unpatriotic, kensi.

You were tails,
for the record.

Can I have my phone, please?
Thank you very much.

(chuckles)

Feels weird.

I like it.

I'm over here,

You're way over there.

(eric whistling)

You see the forensics report?

No.
It's right there
in your in-box.

I thought it was the out-box.

Sam:
Kensi was right.

The killer left no dna.

No fibers, no hairs,
no prints, nothing.

Never seen anything like it.

Thanks.

Agent callen, agent hanna.

Director.

Nsa completed
a preliminary review.

Sub program's security protocols

Do not appear
to have been breached.

Espionage or not,
this case is still a priority.

That's why I'm sending

Our top forensic specialist
to assist you.

But there are no forensics.

Our forensic expert has
a theory about this crime

That's, shall we say, original.

Thinks mcellon is the victim
of a serial killer.

No other law enforcement
organization in this country

Thinks this killer even exists.

Can't say I do either.

And you're sending
this person why?

I was ganged up on.

Who gangs up on the director
of a federal agency?

Oh, you'd be surprised,
mr. Callen.

And who's the expert?

Woman:
Oops, I think I took
a wrong turn. Hello?

Abby? We're in here.

There you are.

Hi.

Wow, this place
is seriously cool.

So, how do you...?

Double tap, get the menu,
fill the screen.

It's all very intuitive.

No wonder mcgee can't stop
talking about this.

So, I'm sure leon has told you
that I know who killed mcellon.

Wait, you call him leon?
You don't?

Not successfully.

Give it time.

You have a name for us, abby?

He's called the phantom.

By whom?

By me.
Anyone else?

No, just me.

Well, I'm-I'm going to
leave you kids to it.

But I must say, abby,

You are the first ncis employee

I've ever met
with a sense of style.

You'd all do
well to note

That one can be functional
and stylish at the same time.

Right, mr. Beale?

So, abby, the forensics report
has no evidence of the killer.

That's why I call him
the phantom.

14 murders in two years.

I mean, it took me a while
to see his pattern.

But, okay, pull up the list
of his murders, please.

This is a private web site
for forensic specialists.

Abby's a rock star among them.

I've been blogging about
the phantom for a few months.

I'm trying to get local police
departments to pursue him.

A 67-year-old black female
poisoned in tampa.

Abby:
The killer left nothing.

No hair, no dna, no fibers.
Zippity-do-dah.

22-year-old white male
shot in des moines.

No trace of a killer.

37-year-old asian female
in boise.

With a crowbar!

Do you know how hard it is
to cudgel someone to death

With a crowbar and leave
no forensic evidence?

The cases with zero forensics
are rare.

Like-like every few years
kind of rare.

And this is 14 in two years.

Okay.

Have any of the local pd's
pursued this phantom theory?

Not one.
I mean, can you believe that?

Sam:
Now, serial killers are either
organized or disorganized.

This guy's organized
in leaving no forensics.

But completely disorganized
in everything else.

I mean, random victims,
weapons, locations.

It just doesn't look
like one single killer.

He makes it look
random on purpose.

That's how I knew that mcellon
was a phantom victim.

Not just the no forensics part,

But he never repeats himself.

Like he's never cut the neck

Of a 40-year-old
white guy before, see?

Clearly, you've spent
a lot of time on this.

If you wanna get my attention,

Show me a crime scene
and tell me there's no clues.

Oh, we have a clue.

This guy.

Casing the house three
days before the murder.

Whoa, okay.

The phantom's not really
the kind of guy

To let himself
get caught on camera.

But three days prior,
scoping the place out?

Maybe he's finally slipped up.

(sighing)

I'm just curious

Why you pressured vance
to send abby.

He wasn't buying
her phantom theory.

He needed goosing.

So you want us
chasing the phantom?

Mr. Callen, is that
what you think?

I don't know.

There's... There's been
some meddling around here,

And I'm a little

Fuzzy on the command chain.

This case

Lacks forensics.

As your operations manager,

I procured for you
our best scientist.

To help you.

You, as head agent,
are free

To pursue whatever theory of
crime makes the most sense.

There's no fuzziness, callen.

You still shoot the ducks.

I just row the boat.

Kensi:
What is he holding,
a rabbit?

He misses his little girl.

Callen:
Hang on.

Let me see here,

And here.

It's the same

Fabric, top and bottom.

Overalls?

It's a full bodysuit.

That explains it!

He doesn't leave it,

He takes it with him!

Takes what with him?

Hair, and fibers, and skin.

Evidence.

Every day we lose

50,000 dead epidermal cells--

That's 1.5 pounds per year.

We have to go
to this crime scene.

Abby, the crime scene is done.

Yeah, and they found nothing.

So you want to go, why?

Because I think
I can find something.

All right.

Kensi:
Csi guys tracked through dirt.

The scene's completely
contaminated, abby.

I'm not looking for footprints
that leave dirt,

I'm looking for footprints
that remove dirt.

Okay, so you're
thinking that...

Come with me.
Smart thinking, abby.

You live up
to the hype.

Dom found e-mails from
magda mcellon

Threatening to kill
her husband.

I'm going to need
to talk to her.

Got to find her first.

Kensi:
Yo, callen,
sam. In here.

So, most footwear

Is electrically
neutral.

But some bodysuits made for
chemical workers or doctors,

They have a tiny
electrostatic charge.

Electrostatic charges,
they pick up dust.

Just like those dust cloths

You see advertised
on late night tv.

You know about cleaning
products?

You watch late night tv?

Abby: I can get
the full pattern from

His bootie in this dust here,

And then I can find you the
make and a manufacturer.

Huh.
Thank you, abby sciuto.

You're welcome, g. Callen.

So where do we start looking
for magda mcellon?

(shutter snaps)

Sam:
Zuggler-smith.

I hate lawyers.

Ms. Jenkins has left for lunch.

See, I told you she said
the restaurant.

(elevator bell dings)

Oh, there she is.

Enjoy your lunch.

Thank you.

Jenkins:
My job, I deal with
a lot of jerks.

Frank mcellon was
a real gentleman.

Even to his wife,
who demanded two-thirds

Of his submarine patents...

Things he had invented
before they even met.

You advised him
to fight.

With the future value,
hell, yes.

They're already
a gravy train

If he can afford
to hire you.

You're cute.

Frank told me they'd be
worth a lot more soon.

Top secret and all,

But that had to mean the navy
liked his inventions.

That's a lucky wife.

She's a widow,
not an ex.

So magda mcellon
gets it all.

So, um, when your people went
to serve her with the papers,

Where'd they go?

¶ ¶

Five years married to a
button-down navy guy.

She splits, moves
down here

To get a taste of
the crazies.

I used to live here.

Well, you and crazy
speaks for itself.

Callen:
That's her.

Sam:
Oh, she's fast.

Fast for a short girl.

I said she's fast.

I said she's short.

Nanny cam, mcellon's killer was
the same height as he was.

She's got the motive,
she's just not tall enough.

But he is.

That's the guy that was
casing mcellon's house.

Callen:
Ah...

Boyfriend-girlfriend.

She's not even
divorced yet.

(sam chuckles)

Did you see other partners
after I was shot?

Oh, no, I'm a loyal guy, g.
Mm-hmm.

Think old lover boy
over there's loyal?

Loyal enough
to do magda's bidding?

What do you think, ten bucks?

(whistles): Don't do it.

Callen: Now, is that a
casual walking away

Or a I-see-two-guys-that-may-
be-law-enforcement walking away?

I might look like
law enforcement.
Yeah?

What do I look like?
Like you grew up here.

(bystanders yelling)

(woman screams)

(grunts)

(engine revs)

(horn honking, tires squealing)

Man:
Watch out!

(engine revving)

(grunting)

You hurt?

Uh-huh.

Good.

Kensi:
There's magda mcellon.

I'll talk, you get
the video.
Dom: Okay.

Make sure you zoom in
on her reaction.

You're on.

So what's your name?

Cyrus hill.

(laughs):
That's funny.

You don't actually
look like a cyrus.

Facial recognition says
that your name is ted brock.

Why'd you run?

I thought you were going
to steal my stuff.

It had nothing to do with the
two outstanding arrest warrants?

So, basically,

What you do is you
butter up rich ladies

And then you steal their things.

What I want
to know is,

Where were you last night?

I had a date.
Mm-hmm.

With magda mcellon.

Kensi:
Magda mcellon?

Hi.

I'm special agent
kensi blye.

I need to speak with you.

Please have a seat.

(beep)

This is, uh, difficult.

I'm sorry to have
to tell you, but...

Um...

Your husband was murdered
last night.

I'm sorry.

Oh, my god.

How?

Where?

In his house.

(choked sob)

I'm really sorry, but I
need to ask you this.

Where were you last night?

I took magda to dinner
at the ivy.

I-I was... I was here, with-with
lilly, my baby.

And lilly?

She hired a babysitter.

We only have child
care daytimes.

I'll take her story
over his.

Facial cues:
Eyebrows, parted lips.

Her surprise is genuine.
She didn't know.

Guys, she just
skewered his alibi,

Let's get to motive.

Tell me something.

How long have you

Known this man?

Cyrus?

A few weeks.

Why?

Actually, his name is ted.

Ted, I'm guessing

That you wanted the
submarine patents

That magda would get
if her husband was dead.

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

Did you tell ted about
your husband's patents?

Yes.

By mistake. I was...

Pissed off after a phone call
from frank's lawyer.

He knows about the patents, g.

Hmm.

Magda just
called you a liar.

She's out there?

She can hear me?

You weren't with her last night.

You knew about the patents

And that she might lose
them in the divorce.

So you went to mcellon's house
last night, and you killed him.

Now she is
a rich widow,

And she dates you.

Wait, that-that-that isn't true.

Magda! I-I didn't kill anybody!

You cased the house
four days ago.

The security camera
across the street.

That's why you picked a
different window last night

When you killed him.

I-I didn't kill him!

Then why did you case
the house, ted?

Magda said he kept ten
grand in bearer bonds.

I saw the security camera.

I didn't go in.
I'm not a b&e guy.

So, where were you last night?

(sighs)

Brentwood.

Lady friend.

She rich?

(beeping)

So, what happened
to lover boy brock?

Sam:
He was what he
said he was.

So we turned him over to lapd
for those outstanding warrants.

And back to square one.

Callen:
Magda's not involved,

We've pretty much
ruled out espionage.

We have a killer who
wears fancy suits

And studies
security cams.

We're missing motive.

Maybe because it's random.

Oh.

Abby got you on board?

Callen:
He wishes.

(chuckles)

So, um, do you guys know
about the birthday paradox?

Abby discusses it on her blog.

How many people do
you need in a room

To have an even chance that two
of them have the same birthday?

I don't know.

182 and a half.

Only 23.

And with 57 people
it's a 99%

Chance that two of them
have the same birthday.

True randomness
includes repeats.

A truly random group of murders

Would have at least two
white males in their 20s.

Yeah, or two gunshot deaths.

Or two stabbing deaths.

But there are no repeats.

It's hard to do.

Callen: If the m.O. Is to make
it all appear random,

Then why kill mcellon

When there are so many
other easy targets?

And if it is the phantom,

Then he changed his m.O.

Now, why would he do that?

Hey, so, good news.

Flagstaff pd's going back
to their crime scene.

Jose piñon, electrocuted
in his bathtub five weeks ago.

I told them to look
for dust prints.

I hope nobody cleaned the floor.

So, um...
So that's the,

Uh... The bootie
pattern?

Yep. It was left
inversely in the dust

On the floor
at the mcellons' house.

It's a pattern
from a haz-mat suit

Made by protectorsuits, inc.

I e-mailed them
for a distribution list,

But they're not open
till morning.

Oh.

Well,

So, then, if we have
to wait until...

Until morning, then...

Are you trying
to ask me out, eric?

Yeah.
Okay,
just checking.

Go ahead.

Maybe, uh, a drink at, say,
steampunk?

It's only the coolest place
I wanted to go,

But never been west
of the mississippi. Yes.

How did you know
about steampunk?

Uh, you mentioned it
online somewhere.

You've been reading
my blog... A lot.

¶ ¶

So, along with seeing
this awesome club,

I also want to see the museum
of jurassic technology

And the car museum.
Oh.

Have you seen out back?

There's hot rods everywhere.

Yeah. This is where
they hang out.

That's what makes
this place so cool.

And I want to see
an earthquake.

Well, I-I mean, I know
you can't see an earthquake,

But I-I want to feel one.

I mean,
the whole earth shaking?

I mean, just a small one,

Where no people
or animals get hurt.

But doesn't it feel cool?

Yeah, I-I guess it
feels kind of funky.

When-when no one
gets hurt.

Um, do-do you want another,
uh... Whatever this is?

You're on refills.

I'm going to go
check out the hot rods.

Flagstaff pd found footprints
in the dust.

Same size, same pattern.

Abby's right...
The phantom's real.

My god, I am buying
that woman a beer.

I'll buy her a brewery, but I
still need to know, why mcellon?

The phantom's
other victims

Were all easier targets.

Nate:
That's not the
only difference.

All the other cases happened
in smaller cities with pds

That didn't have the resources
to nationalize the case.

But now los angeles?

Kensi:
Second biggest pd

In the country.

Sam:
And he gets
ncis involved.

A federal agency.

That's not random.

You hit mcellon because of ncis.

Yeah, but what does that
get you, other than caught?

It gets you abby sciuto.

¶ ¶

(abby gasping)

The one person
calling attention to you

When you're trying like hell
to stay off the radar.

He must have had access
to her blog.

She only reported her phantom
theory on her closed forum.

He hacks into that,
sees that she's a threat,

Kills someone from the navy

To draw her out.

Where is she?

They went to a bar.

A place she talked about
before online.

Eric.

Hey, callen.

You guys should come down here.

This place is awesome.

¶ ¶

What?

(muffled groaning)

Abby! Abby!

Vance (over phone):
Where was she abducted?

In a dark
parking lot, leon.

No video, and so far,
no witnesses.

Nate, I want brass tacks.

The good news is,

He abducted her instead
of killing her outright.

Probably wants to gloat
and show her he's superior.

The bad news is,

She does pose
a major threat to him,

So he will kill her.

Probably soon.

All right.

You keep me in the loop.

Gibbs and his team are en route
to manassas airport.

He's trying to get a favor
with the fbi

To borrow their g5.

He'll be with you by midday.

Let's pray abby has that long.

¶ ¶

Excuse me, excuse me.

Excuse me.

Have you seen
this woman?

Hey! I'm talking to you.

I don't care,
big muggle cop

Without a warrant.
Listen!

I don't know what "muggle"
means, but I don't have time

For this, marilyn manson.

Sam, let's do
this all at once.

(music shuts off,
crowd protests)

Hi.

This woman
was abducted from here

30 minutes ago.

Anyone see anything?

Anyone?
We need your help.

She was here with a blonde dude.

Creepy-looking guy
in flip-flops.

He's okay.

Anyone else? Please.

Anyone?
Her name is abby.

Please,
we need your help.

Please.

She's a friend of mine.

Guy came in yesterday.

Gave me this.

He said she
was an old friend.

Asked me to text him
if she came in.

He gave me 100 bucks.

What did he look like?

Like you.

Like the blonde guy
she was here with.

He and I
don't really look alike.

I'm sorry.

All muggles look the same.

Okay, we've identified
every person

Who's had access
to abby's online forum,

Except one.

Check out mike287.

He mentions steampunk.

He suggests that she'd love it
if she went to l.A.

Post is two months old,
which means

He's been planning it
for that long.

Yeah, he's setting
a lot of bait.

Who is mike287?

Come on, guys.
Bust down his door.

Poses as mike kinkirk,
l.A. County criminalist.

The real kinkirk
has been in hospice for months.

Dominic:
He's using onion routers

To hide the computer
he posts from,

But I'm pretty sure
he's actually in l.A.

Nate:
That makes sense.

All this planning
to lure out abby,

And like callen was saying,
it's a lot more work

Than he's ever had
to do before.

Easier to do it in
a familiar place.

Home-field advantage.
Eric: Okay, the
encrypted phone

That the bar woman
sent the text to

Belongs to zuggler-smith.

That's mcellon's law firm.

They bought 30 secure phones
for their attorneys

Six months ago.

Nate:
That's not all
they bought.

They took delivery of
a whole bunch of haz-mat suits.

Deliveries
going back two years.

That's when the phantom
started killing.

So, he's a lawyer?

Figures.
Yeah, but which lawyer?

Doesn't say who actually
received the suits,

And we don't know who the firm
issued the phone to.

I'm firing up
the ops center now.

Law firm's our only lead.

We go undercover.

(fan blades whirring)

Man (echoing):
Are you comfortable?

Abby (echoing):
I can't move.

Man:
It's, uh... Just a
little chemical...

It's, uh... Just a little
chemical restraint.

It'll wear
off slowly.

You'll start feeling your
fingers and your toes first.

So, it's not quite
a creepy dungeon.

I made it for you, abby.

You who named me.

Phantom.

If I could
have caught you,

I would have.

And yet, I caught you.

You went right where
I asked you to go.

You're mike287.

(jackhammering in distance)

You making a little abby movie?

Oh, that's for watching you
when I go to work.

I took the day off today
so we could be together.

After all, abby,

We're a team.

There's no "i" in your team.

You'll resist at first,

And maybe I'll wait for
you to come around.

Or... Maybe I won't.

The only people coming around
are my friends.

And they're going to smash
through the door...

Wherever the door is...

And they're going to put you
in prison where you belong.

Creep.

Couple of things.

First, anyone comes in here,
the place bursts into flames.

Butane.

And second,

I'm good at what I do.
You're the
definition

Of the opposite of good.

In part, thanks to you.

I won't wear the suit

On smooth floors anymore.

There will be
no more phantom footprints.

I didn't blog about that.

No, you told
flagstaff pd.

They posted it
when they found them.

And, by the way,

Don't call me a creep!

You're right.

We just met.

It's not polite to judge.

I just...

I have this... This itch.

It's... Right on the tip
of my nose.

Could you just help me, please?

(screaming in pain)

Don't you dare!

Calm... Calm.

That's what you look like.

Who's better, zuggler or smith?

For what, ma'am?

For getting
every stinking penny.

You've come to
the right place.

Have a seat, please.

I don't believe it.

I was here first,
you weasel.
Uh-huh.

So, you're going
to spend my money

To screw me out of my money?

So hard you're going to want
to crawl back

To the sewer you came from.

All right, that's it.
Don't do it.

Don't touch me.
Give back my purse.

Don't touch me!

Callen:
Fine.

See if they
take your business.
Huh!

How are you going
to pay the retainer?

I froze you out
of all the accounts.

Or maybe they'll take
in-kind contributions,

Like you so freely gave
to the pool guy.

Shut up.
And the gardener.
Security to the front, please.

And the driver,
and the personal trainer.

Shut up. You shut up!

Know what?
Security to the
front, please.

You are crazy...
No!

No, no, no.
Security.
You are crazy!

One crazy woman!
Security.

You know that?
Get off of me!

Sir!
Easy, miss.

Easy.
Let her go.

It's all right. Go back
into your offices.

It's under control.
I gave you
everything!

I'm in.
Which way do I go, eric?

Okay, I think you want
the last room on your left.

You think?
It's not like we had
a lot of time to plan, sam.

I hacked the
surveillance system,

Buzzed through
a lot of old video,

And caught a woman
giving out a cell phone.

She's the chief admin.

She keeps a roster
in her right desk drawer.

It's the best I got.

Capturing video now.

Got it, sam.

I'll do it, ms. Jenkins.

By tomorrow, thanks.

Hey, how are you?

We had a little thing up front.

Oh, okay.

Hey, kensi?
On her way back.

Eric: Guys, I found who
the phone was signed out to.

Mike smith, founding partner.

I hacked into his computer,
it's been idle for two days.

I don't think he's been at work.

He logs on as mike287

And visits
abby's blog regularly.

I'm sending you his license.

Address is 287 bruckner.

Mike287.

Oh, boy.

Abby's alive!

He's streaming live video

From his house
to his computer at work.

At least I hope it's live.

He's with her.

All right,
we're ten minutes out.

Hold on, hold on.
This can't be his house.

The room she's in looks like
it doesn't have any windows.

It's gotta be
a commercial space.

I'm thinking...

Yeah, 458 north fig.

The law office is expanding
to the building next door.

Smith owns it.

We're standing right
in front of it.

Eric said no windows.

Basement!

Guys, he's moving towards her.

Sam:
Mike smith.

He's not the phantom.

We're in the wrong place.

So was he.

He's been dead two
or three days, eric.

The phantom works
in the law firm.

Smith, his boss, gets
suspicious so he kills him.

I bet there's no forensics
in there either.

Sam, we got him.
Check your phone.

Mike287 posts
from smith's work computer.

At those specific timecodes,
we found this guy.

The receptionist.

Sam: Front desk at
the law firm.

Male receptionist is tom smith.

Your dead guy's
his uncle mike.

If the boss is your uncle,
you have the run of the place.

So, wherever he's got abby,

He's probably got the run
of that place, too.

Okay, there's nothing in
tom's name, but his uncle

Has a doz-- had a dozen--
real estate holdings.

Office buildings, warehouses,
it could be any of them.

Callen:
So we check them all out.

We'll take half, kensi and dom,
you take the other half.

Eric, find out

If lapd can lend a hand.

Already on it.
Oh, and eric.

Eyes on abby?

Still streaming.

What's the bed for?

(sighs)

To you, who empower me.

Wait, he's toasting her?
I thought he was gonna gloat.

What's with the wine
and the bed?

Men love women
who appreciate them,

And she alone
has appreciated him.

Nate:
I don't buy it.

He's too smart.

He knows she's his downfall.

He knows that
she won't come around.

At best he's just
playing with her.

Playing, like chess?

More like a bear with a salmon.

You must have been good at math.

Tom:
Good at everything.
So, tampa?

That was your first?

My fifth.

So, what four did I miss?

Well, they were before the suit.

My first was in chico.

My first human, I mean.

Animals, whew...

Before that there were
dozens of animals.

That's how I knew
I was built for this,

Really-- I just couldn't
stop killing animals.

It was such intense pleasure.

It's not fun.

It's awful.

And you are awful.

Every person and animal
that you killed had a life,

And people that loved them
and deserved them alive.

I'm not on your side.

I've never been on your side,

And I will never be
on your side.

I know.

But it was fun to pretend.

Do you want to pretend?

Buy yourself
another night of life?

After all, you'll be
able to move soon.

Look at that.

Yeah.

And look at this.

Four down, eight to go.

Kensi?

Make that five down,
seven to go.

Got two black and whites
dispatching now.

We don't have time
to search seven buildings,

Even with local pd.

Find where that camera is now!

Camera's fixed,
there's no swing.

Wait, I do have zoom.

Zoom out, eric.

Go wide so we can
see the building.

Eric? Eric!
I don't believe it.

She's signing to the camera;
that's sign!

Do you read sign language?

Since I was seven.

She's finger spelling.

All right, "noise" something.

I can't read.

It's like when
someone's mumbling.

Her fingers are slurred.

"noise...

"construction...
Construction noise!"

That's half the message.

Then start looking
for construction sites.

Callen, there's a warehouse
on the corner

Of 6th and
ardmore owned by smith,

Construction down the block.

On our way.

The truth is, you're just
not smart enough for me, abby.

Because you're there
and I'm here.

And now the great
forensic specialist

Dies without any evidence
of her killer.

And it will be fun for me, abby.

I've almost got

The second half of the message.

Uh, okay, it's "noise," uh...
"d-doors..." doors?

"noise, doors..."

(eric sighs)

Um... "doors."

It's... Um...

It's...
Wait.

Guys, stop!
Wire.

Abby's signing
"construction noise,

Doors booby-trapped."

So, how we getting in, eric?

Okay, skylight,
fire escape north side.

I'll leave,
trip the door fuse remotely,

Place will go kaboom, and
the phantom remains traceless.

You're not traceless.

Oh, come on, abby.

You know butane burns
hot enough to destroy evidence.

You have my teeth marks
in your finger.

Creep.

Miami?

No, miami was half the height,
and we still got all busted up.

One of us may land soft
enough and get the shot.

Yeah, if one of us is peter pan.

I saved the white-woman-in-
her-late-20's slot for you.

Eric:
Guys!

You should be honored.

Guys, gotta go now!

(crashing and gunshots)

(grunts)

(sighing)

(grunting)

You've got to lay off
the doughnuts, buddy.

You okay?

Yeah.

Thank you, g. Callen.

You're welcome, abby sciuto.

Dom: Des moines pd got
a traffic-cam shot

Of smith near
the crime scene.

Kensi: And tampa pd found him
on a flight manifest,

Leaving after the murder.

You've solved 15 murders
in as many hours, abby.

How's that feel?

Almost as good as being alive.

Hey, I lowered him down.

And you did it perfectly.

The post-incident
medical evaluation
is not optional, abby.

They're waiting for you.
Go, go.

Hetty, I'm so sorry,
but there's something

Way more important
that I have to do first.

What could possibly...?

Abby, on screen in 30 seconds.

That.

Gibbs, gibbs, I'm okay!

I know you were
coming to save me.

But these guys, they were
amazing, really. I mean...

You should see what they can do
with a fire hose.

Mcgee, you were so right about
how cool this place is.

I mean, not as cool as
home, 'cause nothing's
as cool as home.

And I can't wait to see
you guys again.

It was scary and all, but we
got him! We got the phantom!

Amazing! I mean, really...
Callen:
I wanna show you something.

Man:
Oh, I know there's a small fee.
We're going to lend you

Some resources to search
for evidence

That smith was there around
the time of the...

You're going to tell me that
I should have consulted you

Before...
Nope.

My team's getting half
a day's desk work done

In half an hour.

You row pretty good.

Thanks.

Kensi:
Detective hodges, special agent
kensi blye, ncis.

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