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You're supposed
to meet me out front, Captain!

I'm not
your personal wake-up call!

I haven't even had
my morning coffee, kid.

You're testing my patience.

What...?

Landis...!

Oh, my God.

♪ NCIS 12x21 ♪
Lost in Translation
Original Air Date on April 14, 2015

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

♪ ♪

Eh, it's really
not a big deal.

Stop it, Tim.

I mean, this is amazing.
Congratulations.

Ring-a-ding-ding.
Congratulations for what?

Uh, good morning, Tony.

Did you get a new suit?

I did indeed.
It's a Sy Devore original.

The iconic tailor
to the Rat Pack.

Dino, Sinatra, Sammy Davis Jr.,

and now Anthony DiNozzo Jr.

Ooh. Very nice.
Whoa! Watch it.

I don't know
where those paws have been.

Well, it looks
really good.

I know it does.
So...

stop buttering me up.
What are you two hiding?

Okay.

Remember when I went
undercover as a model

and your father brought me
into the black market

art scene?
I remember when you went

undercover as me and failed--

if I remember-- what about it?
Well...

word kind of spread
around the office

that I'm kind of
a natural at it.

At what?

Modeling.

McGee has
been chosen

to be the new face of NCIS.

Isn't that great?

What are you doing?
I'm just seeing if I'm...

maybe I'm still asleep,

and I'm gonna wake up
from this nightmare.

Told you he'd
react this way.

You're the new face of NCI...

You stole my gig.
Tony, that was

years ago.
I can understand

being passed over
for Leroy Jethro Gibbs.

Those... cobalt blue eyes.

But to get passed over
a second time and... for you.

Technically, you can't
really be passed over

if you were never in consideration.
Look, Tony,

the-the agency is just trying
to appeal to a younger,

more technologically savvy pool
of recruits.

I'm savvy as Jack Sparrow, baby.
Tony,

you still have an AOL account,

and you type
with your index fingers.

Cary Grant typed
with his index fingers.

Put it away, DiNozzo.

Got a dead Marine in Lake Ridge.
Let's go.

What do you got, Duck?
Overkill.

A series of stab wounds
that even Jack the Ripper

would find excessive.

What a terrifying character
from history.

Certainly made me not want
to become a lady of the night.

Uh...

enlightening
as always,

Mr. Palmer.

He was put in a stress position.

Therefore, any movement he made

to free his hands or feet
from their bindings

caused that rope to tighten
around his neck.

Our killer had a...
oh, an appetite for pain.

Got a time of death?
Pretty recently.

Rigor hasn't even set in yet.

Around 7:30 a.m.

I'll know more
after the examination.

Mr. Palmer, if you please,
would you help me

get this man upright and we can
free him from his restraints.

What do we know?

Well, victim is Marine
Captain David Landis.

30, single, stationed
at the Marine base in Quantico.

Who called it in?
A Gunnery Sergeant Joseph Wilks.

He unsuccessfully engaged
with the assailant.

EMTs are with him now.

We got a murder weapon?
No. I think there's

a good chance
the killer took it with him,

but I did pull some prints
off the chair

the victim was tied to.
I'll get 'em to Abby.

- Tony, Bishop?
- All right. So what exactly

did you see, Mr. Ashmore?

So, I was walking to my car

when this fella turns
that corner

like a bat out of hell,
plows right into me.

Didn't even check to see if
I was hurt, just kept on going.

Kids today have no respect
for guys our age, am I right?

Wait, how did you
know he was a kid?

Wasn't he wearing a ski mask?

No, but he did have some kind
of knit cap in his hand.

Can you describe him?
Early 20s,

lean, dark hair,

and definitely...

What?

Look,

I don't want to profile
or anything,

but the kid
was definitely Middle Eastern.

And I'm not saying that's
a bad thing, but there it is.

And I hope you catch him soon,

because the kid's clearly
got a screw loose.

How you holding up, Gunny?

I'm fine.
It's just a scratch.

Looks to be a bit
more than that.

I need to be here.

I have to help you find
who did this.

How'd you happen
upon the scene?

Landis and I met up
every morning.

We were training
for the marathon.

You knew the captain well?

We've been friends
for years.

Served two tours
in Afghanistan together.

He's like family.

He mixed up in something?
No.

No, I would've known.

Go to the hospital, Gunny.
Get checked out.

I'll be in touch.

The killer got away
because of me.

I should have stopped him.

We'll find him.

Gibbs. Welcome.

Join me.

Abbs? Everything all right?

Of course.

Here.

This was made especially

for you.

It's tea, Gibbs.

From Ducky's
private reserve.

Nice and calming.

“Calm” being the key word here.

Okay. Fine.

But you're gonna wish
you had in about 30 seconds.

Abbs, what'd you find?

I ran an analysis
on the two fingerprints

that McGee found on the chair
at the crime scene.

One is our victim's,

and the other
one belongs to...

...Qasim Naasir.

21-year-old Afghan native
with ties to the Taliban.

The CIA put him on the
terror watch list in 2011,

but he fell off the grid
soon after that.

How did he get in
the United States undetected?

He's already here, Abbs.

I want to know why.

It's so lifelike.

Yeah? HR's gonna put one

in every single NCIS field
office as a recruitment tool.

Consider my interest piqued.
I mean, the face,

the pose,
the commanding presence.

Yeah. Sign me up.
I agree. And on a side note,

the bad boy look
really works for you.

Yeah. If I may.

From a purely expert
medical standpoint,

you have
perfect human proportions.

Very Vitruvian Man.
It's fair to say,

you are a flawless specimen.

Okay! That's enough.

Something wrong, Tony?
Yeah!

I seem to be the only one acting

like a real NCIS agent
in this room,

and we have work to do,
so let's do it.

You sound like Gibbs.
Next step is a... dated wardrobe

and a symmetrically challenged
haircut.

Which
totally works

for some people.

Give me an update.

Okay. Captain David Landis,

graduate of the Naval Academy,
highly decorated

for his tours in Afghanistan.
His unit returned

from their most
recent deployment,

uh, eight months ago.

Uh, that's when
Landis was assigned

to Quantico as an instructor for
Marine Officer Candidate School.

That's a non-operational post.

He didn't have access
to any classified information

that would threaten
national security.

What do we know
about Qasim Naasir?

He was placed
on a watch list,

after the CIA did an
undercover DNA sweep

on a Taliban gathering
in Kandahar.

Included
in the sweep was

Qasim's older brother,
Rasheed Naasir, 27.

A known enforcer for
the terror group, he's claimed

responsibility for
over 100 deaths in Afghanistan.

Now, baby brother

is in the States.

Looks like they're
branching out.

Bishop,
get the CIA files on these two.

Everything they have.
Find out what they're after.

What's the status report
on Gunnery Sergeant Wilks?

Released from the hospital
an hour ago.

Go talk to him.
See if there's any connection

between Captain Landis,

Qasim, and Rasheed.

Yeah, Duck,
I'm on my way.

Uh, McGee...

Yeah.

Bad boy look works for you.

Captain Landis' examination

has proved quite
informative.

His killer stabbed him
seven times, in the torso,

arms, and legs.

All of these
were chosen deliberately.

None were fatal.

You're dealing with a
professional, Jethro,

someone who knows how to inflict
the most pain

while still
keeping his victim alive.

But he didn't keep him alive.
I suspect because

he was interrupted.

The cause of death was
this single cut

to the neck.
The result of that is

the captain bled out
within seconds.

Based on the
time of death,

this was inflicted
around the same time

of the unexpected arrival
of the gunnery sergeant.

The killer panicked.
Precisely.

Which leads me
to conjecture

that he wasn't finished

with his... torturing
of the captain.

Come on.
There's no answer here.

Let's go check
at the hospital.

Maybe he's stuck in traffic.
I say we wait for him here.

What are you doing?

What do you mean?
What do you mean what do I mean?

I see what you're doing

with the arched back,
dominant leg forward,

hands on hips--
you're posing.

What are you talking about? That's crazy.
Is it crazy?

You're getting sucked
into the lifestyle.

Listen, Tony,

this whole modeling thing,
do I know what I'm doing? No.

But I'm here, and I'm gonna
give it my best shot.

You quoting Zoolander to me?

It's worse than I thought.

Uh, Tony?
No, we are not going

for an orange mocha Frappuchino.

No, Tony, it's Qasim.

Oh.

Don't run... no, no!

NCIS!

Stop!

You get him, McGee?

Should've taken the shortcut.

I'm in the Dumpster!
Up. Turn around.

I'm all right; I'm all right.
Against the fence.

Next time, you take the alley.

McGEE:
Oh, look what I found.

Tactical knife.

Could you please change?
The smell is unbearable.

You're referring
to my suit, huh?

Well...

consider it
a new form of torture.

You're a fan of that.

What are you talking about?
No need to play coy, Qasim.

We found your prints at the crime scene.
And your knife

is being analyzed in our lab.

Only a matter of time
before it comes back as a match

to the one used
to kill Captain Landis.

What?

Did Landis recognize you
from the watch list?

Is that why you killed him?

No, I did not kill anyone.

McGEE:
No? Hmm.

I guess that's right--
that's what terrorists do.

You know, terrorists.

Like your brother Rasheed.

He made quite a
name for himself.

Men, women, children-- he's
an equal opportunity killer.

My brother's crimes are heinous,
but they are his own.

I never had
anything to do with it

and I had
nothing to do with this.

Why don't
you explain it

to us, Qasim?

: Start with how you
got into the country.

I have nothing
more to say.

Gibbs, I need
to talk to you.

I've gone over the
CIA's file on Qasim

and I think they
made a mistake.

I don't believe
he's a terrorist.

His DNA was found
in a Taliban safe house.

Yeah, it's more
complicated than that.

I checked with every agency--
CIA, Homeland Security, FBI.

Not one had a bead on Qasim
or Rasheed prior to 2011,

and I figured out why.

They didn't exist before then.

Their real names are Qasim

and Rasheed Mattar, brothers
who went missing in 2008,

after their parents were
murdered by the Taliban.

So connect the dots, Bishop.
It's a common practice for terror groups

like the Taliban
to take children

they've turned into orphans,
brainwash them,

train them,
and give them new names.

These kids aren't even
given a choice, Gibbs.

It's-It's join or die.
It doesn't

erase their crimes.
Crimes Rasheed committed.

He embraced the cause and
rose through the ranks.

Qasim remained in the shadows.

Abbs. Yeah,
I'll be right down.

Gibbs, I don't think Qasim

is here plotting
for the Taliban.

I think he's
hiding from them.

Gibbs, Gibbs, Gibbs,
Gibbs, Gibbs.

You know I don't like to be
kept waiting when I have news.

Abbs, I was on my way down.
What do you got?

Um, okay,
so I finished analyzing

Qasim's knife-- the blade
pattern is not consistent

with the wounds
on Captain Landis.

It's not the murder weapon?
No. But...

I found prints on the handle

that don't match Qasim's.

Guess who they belong to.
Well, who?

Me.

Well, you kind of

stole my thunder a little,
but yes, Gibbs-- him.

You've got the wrong man
in custody.

Qasim is innocent.
You know Qasim?

Landis and I met him
in Afghanistan.

We're the ones that snuck him
into the country.

You brought a suspected terrorist
onto U.S. soil?

Qasim's not a terrorist,
Agent Gibbs.

He's one of us.

Captain Landis,
what day are we on?

18. Only 160 to go.

How's it feel to be back?

My God.
Like we never left.

Home, sweet home.

We got a contact ahead.

Stop the Humvee!

This is the first time

Captain Landis
and I met Qasim.

We hit an IED during
a patrol outside Kabul.

It is okay.

You will be all right.

He pulled us to safety.

Watched over us until
our backup came.

He saved our lives.

When was this?
November, 2013.

Landis tracked him down
a few weeks later.

Asked Qasim to work
alongside us as a translator

for the remainder
of our deployment.

You ever doubt his intentions?
Never. When you serve

alongside someone, you get
to know who they really are.

Qasim put his life on the line
for us every single day.

He's family.
Why'd you

bring him into the country?

When word gets out of
locals aiding U.S. troops,

they become targets.

Qasim was in danger.
We couldn't leave him behind.

Landis and I
forged an I.D.,

altered
a travel manifest,

brought him on our
transport home

and have been looking out
for him ever since.

I know it was
against regulations.

Oh, it goes way
beyond that, Gunny.

Why didn't Qasim apply for
a Special Immigrant Visa?

Those take months, if not years,
of red tape.

He didn't have
that kind of time.

That's not your call to make.

Gibbs.

Yeah, yeah, go.
Take DiNozzo.

Gonna be a fallout
from this, Gunny.

I'm prepared to own up
to my actions.

I just ask that you let me see
Qasim before I'm taken away.

There was something that
Landis wanted me to give him

and I need to honor that.

Bishop, stop checking
your watch.

Take a breath,
breathe it in.

Well, she said 15 minutes.
It's been 30.

Which NSA nerd
is this again?

Martinez. Remember?

She helped us out with
the Parsa case last year.

Oh, yeah, she's sassy.
This ought to be interesting.

Sorry I'm late. The president's
motorcade turned Seventh

into a parking lot. Hi.

Martinez, you remember...
DiNozzo.

Yes.
Very Special Agent DiNozzo.

How could I forget?
Ah, It's good to see you again,

Miss Moneypenny.

Can you believe
they killed off Judi Dench?

She was perfection as M.

Perfection.
I can't talk about Skyfall.

Dame them!

Now we're stuck with Voldemort.
Oh!

Do not get me started.

Okay, can we get back
on track here?

Come on.
Oh, turn that scowl

upside down, Bishop.
I come bearing gifts.

An informant of mine
in Pakistan forwarded me

a communiqué that had been
circulating within the ranks

of the Taliban.
Word's on the street

it originated from
Rasheed Naasir's camp.

- That's Qasim.
- And Captain Landis.

It's a call to arms,

condemning Qasim for being a
traitor and U.S. sympathizer.

Rasheed put a bounty on
his own brother's head.

That's a new
level of family dysfunction.

And when did you learn
Arabic, Rosetta Stone?

I was a deployed analyst in
the Middle East. You knew that.

This is why
Captain Landis was tortured.

He was the key to finding Qasim.
That's who the real target is.

And our killer is still after him.
I'll call Gibbs.

Hey, Martinez, let me
ask you a question.

What do you think of this guy?
Mamma Mia.

Very nice.

Et Tu, Martinez?

What are you doing here?
It's all right, Qasim,

I told 'em the truth.

We need to talk
to you about Landis.

I swear I did
not hurt him.

I know. NCIS suspects it was
someone hired by your brother.

Rasheed put a hit
out on you.

Captain Landis
got in the way.

You don't seem surprised.

Nothing my brother does
surprises me.

All my mother and father
wanted was peace.

The Taliban
called it resistance.

But they didn't
kill my parents.

Rasheed did.

He had already
been turned.

I tried to break Rasheed
from their control,

but it was too late.

So I fled to Kabul.

I went into hiding.

Why help the Marines?
I could not

sit back any longer
while people like Rasheed

tore my country apart.

I needed to fight back.

You did, Qasim.

Be proud of that.

I know Landis was.

He told me if anything
ever happened to him,

he wanted you to have these.

His dog tags.

Landis...

was more a brother to me

than Rasheed ever was.

At 0600,

a military convoy was
ambushed in Kabul.

One Marine, Corporal Collins,
was taken hostage by insurgents.

A video of their demands was
uploaded about an hour ago.

My name is Rasheed Naasir
and my demand is simple.

Return my brother
to Afghanistan,

and I will release your Marine.

If Qasim
is not in Kabul to stand trial,

then his sentence
will be delivered

upon my hostage.

You have 48 hours.

Marine patrols are searching
for Rasheed's location.

Time's a factor, Gibbs.

We need to coordinate
transport for Qasim.

Excuse me?

These are orders from the
State Department, Gibbs.

It's out of my hands.

What, the United States now
cowers to terrorist demands?

I don't like it
any more than you do,

but a Marine's life
is on the line.

So is Qasim's.

Can't sleep?

The last time I flew,

Landis brought me
to your country.

I was terrified.

So much uncertainty.

Unlike now--
I know what awaits me.

We'll find another way, Qasim.

My brother doesn't negotiate.

Neither does Gibbs.

I do not want

any more bloodshed
because of me.

If sacrificing my life
will save that Marine,

then it should be done.

Why does one life
outweigh another?

So many have died

fighting for peace--

American, Afghan,
Iraqi, Pakistani.

Their lives matter equally.

We are not going to abandon you.

We owe it to you.

We owe it to all of them.

Where were you assigned,
Agent Bishop?

Pakistan and Afghanistan.

How long?

18 months as an NSA analyst.

Computer nerd.

Not much of a threat to anyone.

But you've seen it up close.

Who did you lose, exactly?

A coworker.

A few years ago.

It stays with you,
doesn't it?

It's a heavy burden
to bear alone.

Look...

I focus on the analytic aspects
of things.

That's where I'm effective.

That's how I can best
help people.

And who is it
that helps you?

It's what we don't say...

that weighs the most.

I hope you find the answers
you are looking for.

Abby...

The Gibbsian glare.

That's what I was waiting for.

Can you guess what I'm waiting for?
A lead?

Because I have one.

I identified the type of knife

used to kill Captain Landis.

Meet the Ka-Bar
Becker Eskabar.

The customized

black paracord on the handle

matches the fibers found
on our victim.

It's customized?
Yeah.

This model was sold exclusively

to U.S. military personnel,
contractors,

and private defense companies.

Which means our
suspect pool

went from zero to
several thousand.

All right.
Thanks, Abbs.

Déjà vu?

Yeah, you could say that.

Qasim!

They look like family.

They are.

Agent Gibbs, Agent Bishop.

Welcome to Kabul.
Colonel.

We haven't turned up any sign of Rasheed
or where he's holding Corporal Collins.

What's your plan?
Patrols have been doubled

and my men are conducting
building sweeps.

We'll flush Rasheed out.
His deadline?

I have no doubt
Rasheed will make contact soon.

His scouts are everywhere.

He already knows
his brother's arrived.

Turning over Qasim
is not an option.

That's not what we do to our own.
Good.

We're not waiting around for him
to make the next move.

Okay.

How many suspects
are we down to, McGee?

Eight hundred.

All right. Okay.

So, what if we just
limit it to suspects

with prior work in Afghanistan?

Oh, what a good idea.

Gee, why didn't we do that
hours ago?

Oh, wait, we did.

Okay, McGee!

Cut me some slack.
You know what hours

of uninterrupted exposure to
these orange walls does to me.

We've got to be missing
something.

Well, considering
the torture techniques

the killer used
on Captain Landis,

I narrowed it down
to individuals

with a background
in interrogation

and close-weapons training.

Interrogation and...

That's it.

The victim's wounds.

What about them?

Allow me to demonstrate.

First he stabbed him here...

And then here.

Then he stabbed him here
and here and here.

Tony...
And here.

And then...

the coup de grâce,
one final blow.

The Duckman

said it was methodical.

The work of a professional.

But killing Captain Landis
wasn't his job.

Finding Qasim was.

He would've been following
our investigation,

waiting for us
to track Qasim down.

Which we did.

Qasim's prints
were in Landis's house

'cause they were friends.

He'd been there before.

The eyewitness
who saw him,

described the assailant
to a tee.

He wanted us to go
down that path.

Is Ken Ashmore listed
in the suspect pool?

Yes, he is.

Ashmore separated
from the Army in 2007,

went to work for WingSpan
Security Forces.

It's a private military company
with such a bad reputation

it was forced to shut down
last year.

Where was he stationed?
Nigeria,

Serbia...

and Kandahar, Afghanistan.

I try to help you

and that makes me a bad guy?

No, it makes you a killer.

Look familiar?

We got a warrant,
searched your home,

found that alongside
several other

questionable weapons
in your arsenal.

I put a call in to a good
friend of mine at the ATF.

She can't wait
to talk to you.

And she's pretty tough.
Have a good time with that.

McGEE: We ran forensics--
turns out your knife is a match

to the one that killed
Captain Landis.

In fact, his DNA

was on the handle.

I'm a patriot.

Okay?

You should be thanking me.

Landis was protecting
a terrorist.

Qasim's not a terrorist,

but the guy
you're working for is.

Rasheed Naasir.

Never heard of him.
McGEE: Really?

Well, the e-mails between
you two suggest otherwise.

You know, the ones you
deleted from your account,

- but forgot to wipe from your cache?
- Yesterday,

after you notified Rasheed
that his brother was in custody,

your bank account got
a magic deposit of $50,000.

Don't worry, we've already
seized those funds.

Win some, lose some.

Hmm.

You must've had
a rough childhood.

You know, normally,
I would take great pleasure

in breaking a clown like you
down nice and slow.

But considering that you
conspired with a terrorist,

and you are responsible
for the torture and murder

of a United States Marine,
I'm a little pissed off

and pressed for time.

Hey, good cop,
you want to step in here?

You're on your own.

You have ten seconds
to tell us

where Rasheed is holding
that hostage,

or I'm going to turn
your patriotic face

all red, white and blue.

I don't know, okay?
One...

Look, our relationship was strictly business.
two, three...

Rasheed wasn't going to trust me
with that kind of information. - four, five...

I'm telling you the truth!

He's not someone you
want to mess with.

And do yourselves a
favor and stand down.

His hostage is as
good as dead,

and so is anyone
who tries to stop him.

Rasheed's operating area
is in Kandahar;

500 kilometers south.

Why strike here?

Make it personal.

This base, these Marines;

he knows what they mean
to Qasim.

Even extremist groups
don't operate

outside their jurisdiction
without permission.

Rasheed must be in league
with a local faction.

Who are the players
in the area?

This is a hot zone,
Agent Gibbs.

It's a long list.

Rasheed would pick
a populated village

to avoid a military
air strike,

but one small enough where
he could maintain a perimeter.

Get the list
to Tony and McGee.

Excuse me, Colonel,
we have a situation.

One of our patrol vehicles
made an unauthorized exit from the base.

I want an immediate muster report.
Already did it, sir.

Everyone's accounted for...
except Qasim.

He was in his rack an hour ago,
but now he's gone.

All I found were these.

Captain Landis's dog tags.

Why would Qasim leave?

To save your Marine.

He's turning himself over
to Rasheed.

Any chance this isn't
the vehicle Qasim took?

They all have GPS locators.
This is it.

He didn't hit an IED.

The blast originated
from inside.

Probably a grenade.

Rasheed's scouts work fast.

There's no body.
They must have taken Qasim

before they torched it--
he may still be alive.

Gibbs!

It's Qasim's gear.

He's been shot.

This is an infrared
satellite image,

taken two weeks ago,
of a Taliban safe house

just outside of Kabul.

I don't see anything.

That's because no heat
signatures were present.

McGEE:
Next graphic, please.

Now, this is a scan
of the same structure,

taken ten minutes ago.

Five were detected
inside the safe house.

Plus an additional
four alongside

the village's access points.

Most likely armed lookouts.

That's Rasheed,
all right.

Get those coordinates to Gibbs.
I'll update SECNAV.

- Will do.
- With all due respect,

that's a Marine being held
hostage. This is my call.

Our only chance of getting
Collins out alive

is if we strike, now.

If his lookouts spot
a convoy headed their way,

if the corporal's not dead
already, he will be.

Tell me what you're suggesting.

One vehicle, one occupant.

That's not a plan;
that's a suicide mission.

Just one look at you, they're going
to know you're a Marine, Gibbs.

You won't make it five feet
into that village.

I didn't say I was the one
in the vehicle.

Gibbs?

I got your back, Bishop.

Gibbs, wait, we have
to talk about this.

Just did.

What is it you expect me to do?

Take down a village
of insurgents on my own?

Th-Th-that's not me.
I-I'm an analyst.

I thought you were a field agent.
Gibbs...

Whatever lesson
you're trying to teach me

is gonna get Qasim
and Corporal Collins killed!

My job is in there. Not out there!
Your job,

Bishop, is to do
what I tell you to do.

You can do this.

Don't put me in a position
I'm not trained for.

Training's not the
problem, you are.

I told you, I got your back.

Stop hiding behind things
that are familiar, Bishop.

You're better than that.

The answers you want, Bishop?

They're out there.

You read my old file.

That's why
you brought me here.

'Cause of Taj.

He's dead, Gibbs.

I warned Taj.

But he knew the dangers
of being an interpreter.

NSA pulled me out.

There was nothing I could do
for him all the way back in DC.

But you're here now.

What's the status, McGee?

Headed down
the southeast access road,

about one half mile
from the village.

Any increase in security at the perimeter?
Negative.

I hate this part.

Being stuck here,
in this red room, watching,

instead of being there,
backing them up.

I know the feeling.

All right, we have
a visual on our vehicle.

Here we go.

Welcome back, Qasim.

The bullet went through.

You lost quite a bit of blood.

But I stopped it for now.

Why?

You want me dead.

Not by a bullet

from one of my men.

When you die,
it will be at my hands.

Is he dead?

More concern for another's life
than your own.

You are weaker than I remember.

There's been enough
death, Rasheed.

Let him go.

My life for his life.

Honor your word.
“Honor”?

What does a traitor like you

know about honor?

For years, I protected you.

Looked after you.

And you repaid
my love with betrayal.

No, Rasheed, you betrayed us.

We were your family.

This is my family!

Mother and Father forgive you.

I don't need their forgiveness.

I did what needed to be done.

So did I.

And where are your
brothers in arms now, hmm?

You...

will never be one of them,

Qasim.

But you will die like them.

Huh?

Clear!

Grab Qasim and Collins.
Let's move out!

Come on, buddy.

Bishop...

Come on, let's go.

20...

40...

60, 80...

and that's a hundred.

Whoa, wait. I said 200.

Do you want my expert
medical expertise or not?

All right, autopsy gremlin,
but it better be flawless.

I was sewing clothes

for my dolls by the age
of five, Tony.

Stitching is my forte.

Hey, what's going on?

Hey.

I want to apologize. I, um...

I should've been

more supportive of you being

the face of NCIS,
because you're my friend.

And I'm... I'm proud of you.

That means a lot,
coming from you.

Thanks, Tony.

But what exactly does that
have to do with stitches?

Well...

after my failed attempt

to bring Agent McFrankenstein
back to life here,

Jimmy convinced me he was
the man for the job.

There's this technique called
invisible stitching.

So hot right now.

Wow.
Spare no expense, Jimbo.

'Cause I want my friend
to look good as new.

You have no idea
how happy that makes me.

Thank you.

Friendship.

It's important.

Oh, uh, by the way,

now's probably
a good time to mention

I'm not actually
the new face of NCIS.

Happy April Fools', Tony.
What?

He said Happy April Fools'...
I heard him, Jimbo!

Uh, I'm just a little
confused 'cause

April Fool's was weeks ago.
McGEE: Yeah.

That's when we thought of it,
but took time to execute it.

“We”?

You were in on this, too, Jimbo?
I want my money back.

Mm. It's already
down my scrubs.

You wouldn't want it now.
Ready, Tim?

Ready, Jim.

This is not over!

Mark my words!

I've taught them well.

It was a brave thing you did.

Stupid, but... brave.

I could say the same
for you and Agent Gibbs.

I'm sorry about Rasheed.

He made his choice.

One day, when we...

meet on the other side...

I hope to see the boy who once

had love in his heart for me,

as I will for him.

I hope so, too.

Kept an eye on these.

I knew you'd be back for them.

I'm grateful
to have known Landis.

He was a good man.

I think he saw the same in you.

Agent Bishop...

Ellie. My friends call me Ellie.

Thank you, Ellie.

Come on!

Flight leaves in 30, let's go.

Agent Gibbs, please
pass along my gratitude

to the other agents
for catching Landis's killer.

I'm not your messenger.

Do it yourself.

Come on!

Chop, chop!
Let's go! Hustle up!

I... I don't understand.

We put a call in to the
Secretary of the Navy.

It took some convincing,

but after reading over
50 U.S. Marine statements

on your behalf,

she endorsed your Special
Immigrant Visa application.

You're coming with us.

To the United States?

To-to live?

Well, don't go getting
all excited just yet.

You'll be required to work
at a translation post in DC,

while your visa is
being processed.

It's not negotiable.

Where will I be assigned?

NCIS.

I believe I can manage that.

Good.

Good.

Let's go home.

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