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MAN 1:
Never get tired
of this sight.

MAN 2:
Ah, you and me both.

Where's number three?

McMannis?

Yes?
We have a loose one.

( "reveille" blaring )

( gasps )

I can't take
much more of this!

It's driving us crazy!

Where's Taylor?

Maybe she got lucky
and escaped.

( banging )
They're coming.

Oh, my God!

Tell me you did not just
wave at me, Vance?!

You call yourself
a supermodel?

Right now the only thing
you are super at

is looking like an idiot on TV!

I count two of you.

Where is little princess
number three?

Oh, my God.

Captioning sponsored by
PARAMOUNT TELEVISION

and CBS

( applause )

The next award to be presented

is the Meritorious
Civilian Service Medal.

Would Special Agent
Leroy Jethro Gibbs

please step forward.

( cheering and applause )

She went with the elf cut?

It's called the "pixie."

I think she looks terrific.

Where's Gibbs?

All the years
I've known him,

he's never once turned up
for an awards ceremony.

Even if he's the one
receiving, Ducky?

Especially if he's
the one receiving it.

Special Agent Gibbs?

Told you he
wouldn't show.

Pay up.

You got change
for a 20?

No.

Nice haircut.

Where the hell
is he, DiNozzo?

He's working on a case.

What case?

The one that's preventing him

from being here.

I'll take that
for him, though.

Accepting for
Special Agent Gibbs

Is Special Agent
Anthony DiNozzo.

( applause )

She's pretty.

( feedback )

I'd like to think
I'm the Michael Douglas

to his Karl Malden
on the streets of D.C...

And thank you,
everybody.

That concludes
our awards ceremony.

Thank you.
Gibbs... Gibbs thanks you...
Thank you.

Is this on?

I have a speech. I didn't...

I wrote a whole...
whole thing.

Gibbs...

where are you?

I'm right behind you.

I really hate it
when you do that.

Tony has your award.

He can keep it.

Some things never change,
do they, Jethro?

Depends on your definition
of change.

My definition...

I expect you to be there
the next time I'm handing
you an award.

DiNozzo didn't tell you?

I'm working a case.

Oh, alone in my office?

It's high-profile, Jen.
I thought you'd want

to hear about it before
it hits the news.

I'm listening.

Well, there's a dead
celebrity at Quantico.

Who?

Some woman named Taylor Shane.

The supermodel?

Found her hanging from

an OCS security fence
this morning.

Then why aren't you there?

I just got the call
five minutes ago.

Oh, and the awards ceremony
started 30 minutes ago.

Well, you know me--

I like to get
a head start on things.

I'll keep you informed.

Jethro, the press is going

to be all over
this one.

I'd appreciate it

if you could go
easy on them.

Telling me how to do
my job, Director?

No, just reiterating
your previous point.

Which was?

I know you.

Break out the gear.

Boot Camp Babes
is a real TV show?

Reality TV
at its finest.

Three hot, rich babes

learning what's truly
important in life.

Defending their country.

No, firing machine guns
while wearing bikinis.

I think I like your reason
better, Ziva.

Your Marine Corps would
actually allow these models

to serve?

Well, they're not
joining for real.

It's a stunt.
Kind of like The Simple Life.

The Simple Life?

Yeah, that show about
Paris Hilton?

I never heard
of it.

But I've been there
a few times.

I wouldn't mind spending
a night there myself.

Oh, you have no idea.

I often dream about it.

Really?

What?

Just trying to picture
Paris and you together.

Don't get your hopes up.

I'm not attracted
to blondes.

Whoa.

This is bad.

Gibbs is going to go
completely and
utterly ape...

( reporters clamoring )

Here he comes.

( shouting questions )

What happened
to the girl?

What are you hiding?

I just got here.
What is the
official word.

on Taylor Shane's
cause of death?

Like I said,
I just got here.

What condition was
her body found in?

I just got here.
I haven't even had a chance...
What about the other girls?

How are the other girls
handling it?

How are they
handling it...?

Okay, that's it.
Interview's over.

I'm sorry. It was an accident.

I don't care.

( shouting questions )

Sergeant...
secure the area.

Special Agent Gibbs...

JIMMY:
Wow, she really was beautiful.

She still is, Mr. Palmer.

She's been dead at least
five hours, Jethro.

I'm more interested in
how she got that way, Duck.

Well, her body is covered

with these lacerations.

None of them appear
to be fatal.

We'll know more
when we get her back.

Um... I'll just go get
the gurney now.

Who moved the body?

I did, sir.

Didn't think it was right
them taking pictures

of Taylor hanging
on the wire like that.

You have any crime scene
experience,

Staff Sergeant McMannis?

No, sir.

But I do have
public affairs experience.

Photos like that aren't
why the Corps agreed
to support this show.

You the liaison?

Yes, sir.

We've been trying to contact
the producer, Thomas Crawley.

He doesn't know anything
about this yet.

How'd she get up there?

Looked like she was
trying to climb over.

That doesn't make
any sense, sir.

If she wanted
off the show,

all she had to do
was ask.

It's not like this
is a real boot camp.

McGee, photos.

Ziva, interview the rest
of the models. DiNozzo...

Boss, I'm pretty familiar
with the show.

Maybe I should interview them.

That would
work for me.

I hate models.

Is that so?

McGee...

Help Ziva... interview them.

Any other suggestions,
DiNozzo?

No, I think I got it.

Good.

I'm going to need
to see all

the footage that you
shot on this thing.

You got it, sir.

Post production office
is right over here.

Do you want me to get
their autographs, Tony?

( chuckles )

Hey, Probie...

See if you can get them
to sign it to the "Big D."

What was she doing
out there, Hannah?

Probably just looking
for a bigger story line.

Hmm?

Think about it, Nat,
the big escape.

Would have made
some great TV.

ZIVA:
Unfortunately,
it did.

Special Agent McGee,
and Officer David, NCIS.

We would like to ask you
a few questions.

In private, please.

Okay, let's go.

When was the last time
you saw Ms. Shane?

Lights out.

Time?

Around 10:30.

Do you really believe
she did this as a stunt?

I don't know.
I mean, Taylor

would do anything
for more camera time.

Hannah, she's dead,
okay?

Stop being a bitch.

The cameras are off,
Natalie.

You can stop pretending
you cared about her.

Hmm, you didn't get along.

We're supermodels, honey.

We don't have
to get along.

On the show you three seem
like such good friends.

They shoot us 24 hours
a day, Agent McGee.

You only get to see
23 minutes of it.

Hey, just about done
here, boss.

Thought I might check
on the rest of the team...

You're riding
with the body.

Make sure those damn reporters
don't follow you back.

How am I supposed
to do that...?
Improvise.

Give me the keys.
I'm driving.

Tony.

Thanks, Ducky.

HANNAH:
Anything else
I can help you with?

Like maybe some hair tips
for your girlfriend here?

Uh... no, I think
that about covers it.

But if you can remember
anything else

that might help,
please give us a call.

It's called a business card.

Maybe you can have one
of the marines read it to you.

DUCKY:
No bones broken,
no major arteries severed

and take a look
at the tox screen.

Her death was not the result

of tangling with
the razor wire.

Phencyclidine.

Angel dust.

Yeah. It's an overdose
of PCP.

Drove that poor girl
flailing into that fence.

She had a seizure,
fell into a coma and died.

An accidental overdose, Duck?

I doubt it.

She had enough PCP

in her system
to kill a small water buffalo.

Water buffalo?

I tire of saying
small horse.

I'm afraid
our young model

might have committed
suicide.

We don't investigate
suicides, Duck.

We don't investigate suicides?

Technically no.

But even the most
obvious suicide

is investigated
by NCIS

as a murder.

On a Marine base
surrounded by cameras...

Yes.

The stuff good mysteries
are made of, Mr. Palmer.

The incident shocked
the entertainment industry

and entire nation.

The sudden and gruesome death

of super model and recent
reality star, Taylor Shane.

The 25-year-old was found
at approximately

6:10 yesterday morning,

hanging atop a barrier fence
at the Quantico Marine base.

Shane was at Quantico
participating

in hit reality show
Boot Camp Babes.

I'll just fast forward
to the good part.

Special Agent Gibbs, is
the Marine Corps attempting

to cover up how
Taylor Shane died.

The interview's over.

The people have
a right to know.

I don't care.

What were you thinking?

Give me a break, Jen, I wasn't
even asked that question.

You're saying they did
a hatchet job on you?

Yeah, are you saying
you don't believe me?

You were wrong the other day.

Some things do change.

Part of our job is to make sure

that they don't creatively
edit our interviews, Jethro.

No, that's maybe
your job, Director.

My job is to catch dirtbags.

The Marine Corps

does not need anymore
bad publicity at this moment.

Supporting something
called Boot Camp Babes?

What did they think
was gonna happen?

The intention of the show
was to represent

that the Marines could be
a life changing experience.

Maybe, in season two.

Are we done
here, yet?

I have a dead girl downstairs
and an investigation to run.

I've got an entire agency
to run, and sound bites

like these
do not help

when the budget's under review.

Or maybe you'd like
to go back to the days

when we had to buy our own ammo
to train on the range.

Okay, you want me
to help fix this?

Then get me
that reporter's number.

You're going to apologize?

No, ask her to dinner.

( scoffs )

TONY:
There's Ducky. Ducky looks good.

Here's the autopsy gremlin.

There it is!

Right there.
That's my jacket.

Oh!

That's McGee's jacket.

I didn't make
a single broadcast.

I wish I could say the same.

Camera must have added
about ten pounds to me.

Actually, that was
your refrigerator, Probie.

You think Gibbs watched
the news last night?

I know the director did.
He's been up in her office

for the past half an hour.

Hmm.

Anyone else think they were more

than just partners
back in the day?

( chuckling ):
Oh!

Hi, boss.

We're just talking about
Cagney and Lacey.

It was a real good show.

What we got?

Taylor Shane checked into

the Los Angeles
Better Health Center

in August of '02 and
then again in May of '03.

Publicist said it was
an eating disorder,

but, uh, the truth is
it was heroin,

cocaine and...
PCP.

Bingo, boss.

Friends have given several
interviews over the years.

They blame her drug problem
mostly on the boyfriend,

Noah Keller, son of
Marshall Keller.

Ooh, that guy owns
half of Manhattan.

His kids are loaded, too.

Well, this kid was arrested for
possession of illegal narcotics

three times in
the last five years.

Twice for cocaine,
once for PCP.

Find him.
Already on it.

That executive show guy,
Crawley?

He got back last night?

The term
is "executive producer."

Whatever. Interview him.

I want to know how this girl
did a fistful of PCP

in the middle
of his reality show.

That guy dates super models?

They're shallow, he's wealthy.
It's the perfect match.

Isn't your family wealthy?

That's different.
Why?

My dad cut me off when I was 12.

I had to earn all my dates
the old fashioned way.

Begging.

Hey, Abs, got some
good news for you.

Just talked to the director,

your new assistant starts
Monday.

No, Gibbs.

No, I can't go
through that again.

That is so not funny.

No?
No.

It was to me, kind of.

Here you go.

Where are we?

Well, I know why no one

heard Taylor screaming

when she was on the wire
the other night.

Two 300-car trains passed by OCS
the same time she died.

I doubt anyone
could have heard anything.

You on a new diet, Abs?

No, according
to Ducky, there were

no signs of intravenous drug use
on the body,

and there were traces
of PCP in the lungs.

She took it orally.

But there were also no traces

of the binders and chemicals

you would find when something's
taken by pill.

Yeah, well, I'm guessing
that's what all this is about.

You would be
guessing right.

There were traces of PCP
in her stomach.

There was also dextrose,
ferrous sulfate, riboflavin

and a bunch of other chemicals
that are consistent

with these delectable pastries.

Okay, which one?
That's what I've been
trying to figure out.

It's kind of fun.
It reminds me of Bill Nye.

Who?

Bill Nye the Science Guy?

Wacky scientist
with a kid's show?

Oh, like Mr. Wizard.

Who?

Never mind.

So, anyways, Bill Nye did an
episode where he broke down

the molecular structure
of junk food pastries,

same thing I did today,

only Bill Nye was trying to get
kids to eat healthier,

and his pastries weren't
laced with PCP,

although Bill Nye once...
Abby, the case?

Two things I know.

One, I like cream filling,

and two,

her last meal was this.

I think we're looking
at death by Klowny Kake.

That's good work, Abs.

Taylor got along
with everyone, Hannah.

Everyone but you.

Your point is,
Staff Sergeant?

She committed suicide
for a reason,

I want to know why.

How the hell would I know?

You been abusing her on and off
camera for the past two months.

Oh, so it's my fault
she decided to off herself?

I want to know what happened
in this room last night.

Well, let's see.

I went to bed,

Natalie probably snuck off

two or three times
to the bathroom to throw up,

and Taylor...

well, she apparently decided

to hang herself
from a barbed wire fence.

Anything else I can help
you with, Staff Sergeant?

You're a real piece
of work, Bressling.

( door opens )

Get out of my sight.

I'll see you
at the pull-up bars.

With pleasure.

Is this a bad time,
Staff Sergeant?

No, ma'am.

Just counting the days
till this reality show

is off of my base.

We need to speak
with Thomas Crawley.

So do I, sir.

He's asked
not to be disturbed.

A girl died from a drug overdose
while taping the show.

Disturbing him
is not our primary concern.

Taylor overdosed?

On what?

PCP, a lot of it.

That's why she tried
to climb that fence

'cause she was on drugs?

She was most likely
delusional.

Perhaps she thought someone
was chasing her.

You know how she got
the drugs, Staff Sergeant?

No, sir.

I know she had
some problems
in the past,

but if anything,
she was anti-drugs.

Hell, she wouldn't even take
an aspirin.

Where's Crawley,
Staff Sergeant?

His office. It's just outside
that door.

Mr. Crawley.

( clears throat ):
Mr. Crawley?

I'm sorry.

Please, I was thinking
about my daughter.

Her death just...

Taylor Shane was your daughter?

I became her legal guardian
when she was 15.

We've been through
a lot together, but...

Were you aware
that she had a drug problem?

Taylor's been clean
and sober for over
two years now.

She OD'd on PCP.

No, no. There's no way.

She would never go
through that again.

Statistically,
addicts fall back
in times of stress.

Meaning Marine boot camp

probably wasn't the best
environment for her.

This entire reality series
was Taylor's idea.

I've never seen her happier.

She loved it here.

How did she get the drugs?

She didn't.

The whole point
of the show

was to show that she wasn't
that girl anymore.

Well, I'd say it backfired,
large time.

( helicopter whirring overhead )

It's "big time."

Get up!

Let's go! Move!

Come on. Show me
what you're made of!

( grunting )

Come on now. Just two more!

( grunting )

I can't do it anymore!

What did I tell you

about the word "can't,"
Bressling?!

Taylor's the only one

who took any of this
Marine stuff seriously.

But you knew that,
right, Sarge?

Get the cameras out of here.

Yes, sir.
Back it up, guys.

Was he here?

Answer me, Hannah.

You're hurting
her arm, sir.

My daughter's dead,
Staff Sergeant.

If she's responsible,
I'll do more than that.

Hey, no one's doing anything
around here but calming down.

Who is "he"?

Noah Keller,
Taylor's ex.

Noah Keller,
he was here?

A couple of days ago.
Big deal.

Did you know this?

No, sir.

Staff Sergeant,

can you take
Mr. Crawley for a walk?

We need to talk

to the girls alone.

You need to let
NCIS handle it.

I'll talk to you
when they're done.

We'll be here, Tom.

We don't wrap for
another three days.

Is that Berry
Mango Madness?

Yes.

We haven't had anything
but Marine food

since we got here.

I'll give you
a hundred bucks for it.

It's not for sale.

It's free.

Just like love.

You know, I'm a big fan
of the show.

You guys are really beautiful
and great

and the show
is excellent.

Thanks, cutie.

( chuckles wryly )

Why didn't you tell me

that Taylor's boyfriend
had visited her?

She made us promise
not to say anything.

Well, you know, she's dead,
so I don't think she'll mind.

You saw the way
Tom reacted.

He hates Noah.

He blames him
for Taylor's drug habit.

Was she using
while she was here?

Considering we're in
a Marine boot camp, no.

None of us have used any drugs.

Noah just came
to talk to her.

They were having
some relationship problems.

Taylor thought
he was using again.

What?

It just makes sense.

Someone gave her enough PCP

to kill the three of you.

When was the last time
you heard from Mr. Keller?

Hang up the phone, McGee.

Boss, I'm on the phone
with Noah Keller's accountant.

He's at the Cranston
Motel in Triangle, Virginia

right outside the main gate
at Quantico.

How'd you track him down?

I got an urgent call
from the President.

His AMEX records
were in the fax machine, McGee.

Come on.

I specifically told her
to e-mail those.

( engine revving )

( tires screech )

MCGEE:
Millions of dollars,
supermodel girlfriend,

this is where he stays?

Well, he showed up in style.

I think I would
have rather slept
in the car.

That one.

Yeah, Gibbs?

Boss, Noah Keller
was in Quantico

the day before
Taylor Shane died.

( knocking )

Yeah, I see him now, DiNozzo.

Don't bother, McGee.

( camera shutter clicking )

A young person's death
is never easy, McGee,

but two in 24 hours,

and both self-afflicted,
well, that's... tragic.

He got off easy, Duck--
drugs he gave his girlfriend

had her thrashing herself
to death in a barbed-wire fence.

( shutter clicking )

These people can
have everything,

and this is how
they end up?

DUCKY:
Well, wealth and fame
have often gone

hand in hand with
fatal addiction.

Edgar Allan Poe, Keith Moon.

Kurt Cobain.

Yeah, the list goes on and on.

This one's been dead
about 24 hours, Jethro.

Yeah, well, that means
he offed himself

the same night
his girlfriend O.D.'d.

Well, the froth around the mouth

suggests a breakdown
of the nervous system.

PCP?

Yeah, possible, but
not probable. Look.

Pinpoint pupils,
blue discoloration

around the fingernails.

No, I'd say his death
was the result

of diacetylmorphine.

GIBBS:
Heroin.

Yeah. I would say
you're right, Ducky.

That a suicide note?

Not exactly.

SHEPARD:
"It's time for us to realize
that this

"just isn't meant to be.

"Please know that it was
never my intention to hurt you.

I will always remember
the great times we've had."

This is a Dear John letter.

Postmarked six days ago
from Quantico Post Office.

Handwriting checks out.

SHEPARD:
Taylor Shane sent it.

Yeah. Noah Keller came
by to chat about it.

Very Romeo and Juliet.

Yeah, except for the part
where he

feeds her a toxic Klowny Kake
and offs himself.

This must have been
a very difficult letter

for her to write.

Probably harder for him to read.

No one likes getting dumped
by postal express.

Maybe he didn't listen.

Relationships change.

Some people don't know
when to let go.

I have to brief
the C.G.

of Quantico first thing
in the morning on this,

and I'd like you
to be there when I do that.

Negative, Jen--
all we have

is circumstantial evidence
so far.

We don't even have
anything to tie the two
deaths together yet.

Well, I can't call the general

and tell him we have nothing.

You can always
write him a letter.

Abby?

Abs?

Ta-da!
( gasps )

They're for you.

Wow. They're really black.

Really, really... black.

It's pretty cool, huh?

Yeah.

"Get Well Soon"?

They didn't have a card
that said...

"Sorry I almost sent you to
prison" at the flower shop.

"Almost"?

You actually did
send me to prison.

Well, not for good.

( chuckles ):
Abby... I don't know
what to say, Abby.

These...
Just say that you
don't hate me.

I could never hate you.

I don't think anyone
could ever hate you.

Oh, you don't know Billy Bob.

You... gave him
black roses?

No. I gave him two black eyes.

He tried to run
over me with

a Harley Fatboy
when I was sleeping
in the living room.

A guy rode a motorcycle
through your living room?

Yeah. No. Well, it
was his living room,

my Harley.

Billy Bob had, um,
intimacy issues.

Don't forget

to water them, or they'll die.

I thought they already
were dead.

JIMMY:
"Laugh now, cry later."

It's an interesting
concept, Mr. Palmer.

Unfortunately for
our guest here,

the laughter
has ended.

My friend
who went to NYU said

this guy was the club king
of New York.

He was almost legendary.

Well, if he wasn't
before, he most
certainly is now.

And apparently, he only
went out with models
and A-list celebrities.

This guy got the VIP treatment
everywhere he went.

GIBBS:
You writing
a gossip column, Palmer?

I-I was just informing
Dr. Mallard that he...

that he... we...

I...

Talk to me, Duck.

Our initial assumptions
were far from correct.

When I examined him just now,
I found fresh bruises

on his upper back,
the left shoulder.

The X rays indicated
a severe fracture

of the left scapula

and a clavicle that was
almost completely crushed.

GIBBS:
He was in a fight?

Yeah. Well, injuries
of that nature,

his left arm would
be completely useless.

Someone else shot him up.

Well, Abby's tox screen
showed that Mr. Keller

had a blood-alcohol
level of .34.

His heart was pumping so slowly
that most of the heroin

was never even metabolized.

He was passed out.

Yes. I'm afraid
our young man

was unconscious when
the drug was administered.

( Ziva chuckling )

( continues chuckling )

( laughing )

From Abby?

( sighs )

I thought this show
was just mindless entertainment.

It's called research, Tony.

And I'm merely looking
for a lead.

Well, this is only
the beginning.

Before you know it,

you'll be sitting at home eating
a large box of chocolates,

watching the Food Network

on your 50-inch plasma.

We're not all
so easily corrupted.

Take McGee, for example.

He's been raised in America
his entire life,

and he rarely turns
the television on.

Tell him, McGee.

Yeah, tell him, McGee.

W-Well, uh...

depends what
you consider "rarely."

I might watch 20
minutes here or there.

( chuckles ):
Tell her what you do the
rest of the time, Probie.

It's not TV.

He pretends to be a fairy

in an online
computer game.

It's an elf lord.

( chuckles ):
Whatever.

Keller didn't commit suicide,
he was murdered.

( phone rings )

What the hell are you two doing?
Find out why.

Hey, uh, I got
to call you back.

McGEE:
Boss,

I think I might have something.

Are you waiting
for me to guess... elf lord?

( laughs )

No. Sorry. Um,

I was searching through Noah
Keller's cell phone records.

The night that he died,
he received three calls.

Two were from
his business manager,

the other was
from Hannah Bressling.

HANNAH:
I've known Noah
since high school.

We used to sneak
into the Limelight,
like, every weekend.

Limelight-- that's, uh,
that club in Chelsea.

Yeah. You been?

Actually, no, I, uh...

I saw it on Wild On.

( soft laugh )
Sounded like it was a
pretty exclusive place.

Even as a kid, Noah seemed
to know all the right people.

I don't think he waited
in line his entire life.

Money tends to open doors.

Oh, he didn't use
his dad's money as a crutch.

Really?
Yeah, everyone always

assumed that he was
popular only because
he was rich and...

that that was the reason
he dated models.

I'm sure it didn't hurt.
No, women liked Noah

'cause he was charismatic
and interesting.

I mean, most guys
that come from money

are womanizers whose life
revolves around their car.

Were you and Noah ever an item?

We dated on and off
for a couple of years, but...

we sort of lost touch
when he hooked up with Taylor.

When did he get involved
with drugs?

People say he got her started,
but it's not true.

They both made that leap
together.

Did you speak to him
when he came to see Taylor?

No. He was, um,
drunk and really upset.

But I called him
later that night

just to make sure
that he was safe.

I just can't imagine why anyone
would have wanted to hurt him.

GIBBS:
What are you doing?

I just stopped by to drop you
something off, Jethro.

Looked to me like
you were playing agent.

I left you four messages today.

Really?

I only got three.

Noah Keller's death was murder,
not suicide.

That's something
I should probably know.

It sounds like you do.

This case is getting
more attention by the hour.

I trust...

that you will
keep me informed.

Trust is a two-way street.

What are you saying, Jethro,
you don't trust me?

Of course I trust you.

Is that all?

For now.

ZIVA:
I can save you the trouble.

On today's
Channel Six News,

per Director
Shepard's demands,

Cynthia Sanchez issued
a retraction on Monday's story.

She was also forced to issue
a public apology

to one Leroy Jethro Gibbs.

Our director has friends
in high places, yes?

Something I can do for
you, Officer David?

Abby needs to see you.

Said she found something.

I looked through all
the Boot Camp Babes footage

from the night
Taylor Shane died.

She was nowhere to be seen.

She knew where the cameras
were placed.

Also knew how to avoid them.

Not all of them.

A few minutes ago,
I found this.

It's from a Quantico
security camera

that was placed on
top of the mess hall.

This video was taken about two
hours before Taylor Shane died.

I presume not many
people stroll around
Quantico at 1:00 a.m.

Can you zoom in, Abs?
My new enhancer program

is booting up
as we speak.

I've been waiting for the chance
to bust out this bad boy.

This should clear it up a bit.

Taylor was with
Staff Sergeant McMannis?

ZIVA:
When's Gibbs planning
on starting?

TONY:
This is one
of his techniques.

ZIVA:
Really?

Leaves the guy
alone in a cold,
dimly lit room.

And then, just as
the guy starts
to zone out,

bursts in the door
and rifles off some questions.

I call it

"rock the baby."

( chuckling ):
I see.

And does it work?

Oh, just watch.

In a few moments, that door's
going to fly open

and this big, bad Marine

is going to jump
like a little girl.

( gasps )

What the hell's
with you, DiNozzo?

Nothing. Uh...

I was just telling Ziva about
your interrogation techniques.

I'm not interrogating
McMannis.

You are.

Ooh, thanks, boss.

You know, I could've used
a little more prep time...

I'm not talking to you, DiNozzo.

He is all yours,

Officer David.

You are aware that I've never
performed an interrogation

without inflicting
some sort of pain.

This footage was pulled
from a Quantico security camera.

It was taken at 0117

the morning Taylor Shane
was murdered.

It's an interesting technique.

She doesn't want
to tempt herself.

ZIVA:
Tell me what you know,

Staff Sergeant.

Okay if I dip, ma'am?

I promised Taylor I'd quit.

We're both addicted to nicotine.

A supermodel who spits tobacco?

She smoked,

but it's against the rules
at boot camp.

So you supplied her
with your snuff there?

Yes, ma'am.

Mm-hmm...
And junk food?

( sighs )

Sometimes.

And the midnight walks?

You did that with every girl,
Staff Sergeant?

No, just Taylor;

we didn't want anybody
to find out about us

until
the show ended.

Find out what?

That we were in love, ma'am.

This is the worst defense
imaginable.

The idea of a supermodel
falling in love

with a guy like this.

Okay, why is that?

Well, it's absolutely
ridiculous, you know?

Supermodels date guys
like George Clooney,

or guys with George Clooney's
bank account

or, of course,
the actual George Clooney,

but not guys like this.

They don't date guys
like this.

Definitely not
guys like this.

Meaning,

Marines, DiNozzo?

No, I didn't say that.

I mean, I would never
say that.

He thought

I meant Marines.
( cell phone ringing )

Yeah. Gibbs.

ABBY:
I got something for you.

I'll be right there.

Abby's got something.

Hey, you were a lot of help.

Taylor was nothing like her
reputation.

She was, she was...

normal,
like a regular girl.

I know it sounds weird, ma'am,

but I fell in love with her
the moment I met her.

And she felt the same way?

We were going to get married
once the show ended.

She was done with modeling.

She... she was sick
of the whole lifestyle.

And the reason you failed
to mention

you were with her a few hours
before she died?

( breathing heavily )

Who'd have believe me, ma'am?

Hell, it was my life.

I barely believe it myself.

I believe you.

You do?

So I'm free to go?

No.

I think we will charge you
with murder instead.

But you just... you said you
believed me, ma'am.

I would never, ever have done
anything to hurt her.

What about the man
who supplied Taylor

with the drugs that killed her?

Noah Keller?

Uh...

Answer the question,
Staff Sergeant.

( breathing heavily )

I'm not feeling too well, ma'am.

This is the final wardrobe
of Taylor Shane.

Could not imagine
a worse way to go.

I could.

She planted herself on
a barbed-wire fence.

What could possibly be worse?

My top three are falling
into a wood chipper,

drowning in lava, and being
eaten by a shark.

Guessing you've thought about
this before.

On and off
for the last 25 years.

You know, I read a statistic
that says you're more likely

to be struck by lightning than
attacked by a shark.

Not if you're a seal.

What do we have, Abs?

I broke down the
origin of each

and every stain
on Taylor's clothes.

Most are blood, mud,
rust, and sweat.

Most?

Yes. This stain here,
under the collar,

has traces of PCP mixed with

formaldehyde, sodium
and nicotine.

Tobacco.

Yep.

The PCP wasn't laced
in the Klowny Cake.

It was laced in this.

( breathing heavily )

Are you sure you don't want some
more water, Staff Sergeant?

( breathing heavily )

I... I have to leave here now!

Sit down, Staff Sergeant.

( breathing heavily )

What are you doing to me?!

I believe Officer David
asked you to sit down.

You did this to me!

You're trying to destroy me!

( groaning )

( groaning continues )

( McMannis yelling )

The guy just went crazy, boss.

He's ODing on PCP.

Get a medical team in here,
DiNozzo.

Where'd you get the chew,
Sergeant?

Sergeant!

From the show.

What's happening to me, sir?

You've been drugged.

But you'll be alright now.

Hush.
( sobbing )

This is what I would call
some serious snuff.

The Staff Sergeant's chew
was laced

with 400 milligrams of PCP.

A typical hit for a user
would be between

seven and ten milligrams.

I knew that dude could've have
taken me if he wasn't juiced.

What are his chances, Abby?

Depends on how much
PCP he ingested.

How long was he dipping?

That long, huh?

Let's just hope he has better
luck than Taylor Shane.

MCGEE:
Okay, great.

Thank you.
Staff Sergeant McMannis

is stable at Bethesda.

Still in critical condition.
Any prints?

I was able to lift
two latent prints.

One matches
Staff Sergeant McMannis....

And the other?
!
No owner yet.

But it does match a print lifted
from Noah Keller's syringe.

Whoever killed Taylor,
killed Keller.

What's that for?

It's a fingerprint kit.

Why?

Someone tried to kill
Staff Sergeant McMannis today.

His chewing tobacco
was laced with PCP.

Whoever did it
left a print on the can.

The same person who murdered
Taylor Shane and Noah Keller.

Whoa.
You think it was one of us?

Oh, we know it was one of you.

You were always jealous
of her, Hannah.

You're also the one who
introduced her to Keller.

Me, jealous of a crackhead?

Please, Tom, you're stretching
it a bit.

But why would we?
That doesn't make any sense.

Taylor Shane was in love
with the staff sergeant.

( laughs )

Yeah, right.
You've got to be joking.

( forced laughter )
No, we're not.

Well, then fingerprint
away, sweetheart.
It wasn't me.

We don't need it. They're
already on your arrest record.

ZIVA:
From the time
you beat up

your assistant with
a cell phone, I believe?

Well, it wasn't me.

Nope.
We've got yours, too.

Yeah. Remember that time you
drove your SUV

through the front of Limelight?

Whoa. What is this?

I-I loved Taylor.

Wait a minute.
I'm not giving you

permission
to take my fingerprints.

I want to talk
to my lawyer first.

We don't need anybody's
permission.

You're under arrest for murder.

You didn't want Taylor
to give up her career

to marry a Marine, but you
couldn't stop her.

Too bad she was addicted
to nicotine, too.

You killed your own daughter?

It was an accident!
What was I supposed to do?

She was going to throw
her life away.

Be some...
Be some jarhead's housewife!

Thanks, Tom.

What's so funny, honey?

The ratings on this one will
really be through the roof.

Ziva, no, no, no, no.

You really find her attractive?

Oh, yeah.

Well, I want to shoot her.

Tony, it's a matter of opinion.
How can I be wrong?

Exactly. It's a matter of you
having the wrong opinion.

( Ziva groans with frustration )

Why don't you two just agree
to disagree?

McGEE:
I don't agree to that.

Boss, the director's new hair,

you like the way
she cut it short?

She cut her hair?

Never mind.

I don't suppose you want this.

I'll get rid of it.

Go home, DiNozzo.
It's late.

Yeah, I'm just finishing up
a couple things.

Your flowers are dead.

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( sneezes )