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Most people tend to
their personal hygiene at home.

This bothers you?

No, what bothers me is that
it doesn't bother me anymore.

I'm an acquired taste.

Actually it's more like
the Stockholm syndrome.

The emotional attachment
to a captor formed by a hostage

as a result of continuous stress
and a need to cooperate for survival.

-Nice shot.
-Get the truck.

-Where we going, boss?
-Smoky Corners, West Virginia.

A Marine helo was found abandoned.

-Crew's missing.
-Any leads?

You tell me.
It's sitting in the middle of a crop circle.

Abby's gonna make us crazy.

Come on, let's go!

I don't believe it.

They never make it easy.

Lieutenant Colonel Curtis Teague,
Squadron C.O., HMLA-167.

Gibbs, NCIS.

Colonel, your people have contaminated
the scene.

I'm missing two men, Gibbs.

I wasn't gonna sit on my ass and wait
for NCIS to drive out from Washington.

Yeah, well, we're going to have to take
elimination prints from all your people.

Stand down, men!

-Let NCIS do their job.
Stand down!

Any damage to the aircraft?
No, the engine checks out.

Hydraulic and avionics gear
are operative, fuel load's at 60%.

When was your last contact
with the crew?

They took off from New River at 2300
on a routine night proficiency flight,

were cleared to a practise area
over Chesapeake Bay.

Flight controller lost
the transponder signal 10 minutes out.

Tried to make radio contact.
Never got a response.

-l was notified a half hour later.
-How'd you find it?

We were organising to launch
a search and rescue mission

when I got a call from the local sheriff.

The farmer that owns this field
discovered it just after sunrise.

-DiNozzo!
-Yeah, boss.

Sketch and shoot. Kate, the cockpit.

Trace evidence, bag and tag.
McGee, the field. Lay out a grid.

Got it.

We just started the air search.
Hopefully we'll find them.

I'm ignoring the fact that my aircraft
is in the middle of a crop circle.

What about you, Agent Gibbs?
What are your thoughts?

Do I think your men were abducted
by aliens, Colonel?

No, I don't.
But I'm not going to ignore anything.

-l need an overhead view of the field.
-I already took digital photos.

-Sergeant Ramos!
Sir.

Camera.

Who are the missing men?

Pilot is Captain Todd Newell.
Co-pilot, Captain Patrick Barnett.

Good Marines.
But they're young pilots, hot shots.

The two are close.
They share an apartment off base.

I'll need their officer qualification
records and NATOPS jackets.

McGee!

Yeah, boss?

The shots of the crop circle,
e-mail them to Abby.

Abby?
Are you certain you want to do that?

You know she's obsessed
with the paranormal and...

Right. I'm on it.

I do not want UFO freaks
crawling around here, Colonel.

Let's keep a lid on this.
No releases to the media.

Agreed.

I should've been an aviator.

These things are chick magnets.

I hate helicopters.

They're loud, uncomfortable
and dangerous.

I used to dread getting on Marine One
with the President.

-Oh, Tony!
-What?

You are getting way too comfortable
around me.

Okay, clipping your nails is one thing,
but that, that is crossing the line.

-Come on.
-No, I'm serious.

I have had enough
of your locker-room mentality.

I would be upset
if someone I was dating,

dating took such familiarities.

Well, we work together.

So feel free to scratch or adjust
anything you like in front of me.

I'm always up before the sun.

It's only 30 acres, but it's a lot of work.

You didn't hear anything last night?

Nothing.

So, how long you think it's gonna be

before they get that thing out of here?
I got work to do.

What do you think
happened to your field?

You're asking me?

Ask the Air Force.
This ain't the first crop circle here.

We had one in 1994.

The Air Force investigated,
but we never did get no answers.

There was lights back then, too.

-Lights?
-Lit up the sky last night.

They woke me up.

It wasn't lightning.
There was no thunder.

Like I told you, I didn't hear anything.

I just tried to put it out of my mind
until I discovered this.

We may have more
questions for you, Mr Clay.

I ain't going nowhere.

Well, I guess I should ask around,
see if anybody else seen something.

How long you been sheriff?

Couple of years now.

Your full-time job?

I also run the grain and feed store.

McGee, you are turning me on!

It's very Glastonbury, circa 1980s.

I mean, not quite as large or elaborate,
but it's a fascinating pictogram.

-I'm not familiar with Glastonbury.
Southern England.

Where most of the crop circles
were found.

Abby, they're hoaxes.

You have to admit, they are interesting.

Yeah, actually I put them
right up there with Tarot cards

and telephone psychics.

I thought two farmers admitted
to creating them.

Well, yeah, but there's been over
10,000 reported all over the world.

There's no way those two did them all.

Abby, nothing paranormal
happened here.

Yeah, there was no damage
to the helicopter,

yet the entire crew vanished.

You can't take crop circles seriously.
You're a scientist.

There's a logical explanation.

Listen to me, McGee. I need pictures.
And lots of them.

And specimens of stalks
down to the roots.

And a core sample of soll,
at least 12 inches.

And make sure you get a control sample
from outside the circle.

Abby, we're looking for
two missing Marines.

Come on, McGee!

Do it for me, please.
I'll show you my new tat.

The replacement crew's ready to fly
the Cobra back to New River.

-Go ahead. We got everything we need.
-You're clear to go.

Do we really need all this stuff?

I'm only following instructions.
Ask Abby.

All right.
McGee and I will take the truck back.

You two check out the pilots' apartment.

Right. I'll try not to be too familiar,
Miss Todd.

Hey, get the scent articles
for the search dogs.

Okay.

What is it, boss?

I was worried
about keeping a lid on this thing.

Where are the gawkers?

You see any locals

other than the farmer
who owns this field and the sheriff?

Special Agent Gibbs.

The Huey spotted a burnt-out area
just north of here.

You might want to come with us.

You think this has something
to do with my crew?

I don't know,
but we're gonna find out.

We've got another scene to process.

So, we're looking for anything
that suggests

they didn't just leave on a routine flight.

Thanks for explaining,
Special Agent DiNozzo.

Oh, my God! I don't believe it!

Do you know what this is?

This is a classic.

December '92. Pamela's debut.

I lost my copy.

Lost it or wore it out?

We need to get the scent articles
for the dogs.

What the hell are you doing
in my apartment?

NCIS! Let her go!

I understand you're not
cooperating, Captain Barnett.

I don't know anything.

It's Saturday night.
I was at my girlfriend's.

Got home, just getting out of the shower
and I heard someone in my apartment.

Where is Captain Newell?

I don't know.

You were scheduled for a proficiency
flight at 2300 last night.

Did you take it?

What's the flight schedule say, sir?

Well, it says right here,
Newell and you took off from New River.

Then we did.

Here's how it works, ace.

I ask the questions,
you give direct answers.

Did you take the flight?

I think Gibbs enjoys this more than sex.

That would explain the three wives.

Your Cobra was found abandoned

150 miles from where it was
supposed to be, and Newell is missing.

-What is Gibbs doing?
-TBI.

Excuse me?

Truth by intimidation.

In five, four, three, two, one.

We were leaving for the
base when Todd got a call on his cell.

He took it into the bedroom.
When he came out,

he was messed up.
He said he wasn't feeling well

and wanted to call
the Squadron Deputy Officer in Ops

to cancel the hop.

Who made the call?

-I don't know.
-I don't believe you, Barnett.

You live together, you fly together,
you fight together.

-You share everything.
-I thought we did.

Look, I rode his ass
to figure out what was going on.

But Todd, he got really pissed.

He told me to lay low
for the rest of the night.

He didn't want me getting in trouble.

And you let it go at that?

Todd said he'd explain
when he got back.

I believe him.

Sign it.

-What did Gibbs whisper in his ear?
-If I knew, I'd be Gibbs.

I'm gonna go pull
Captain Newell's cell records.

Did you feel an energy when you were
inside the circle, McGee?

Did you get a tingling sensation
or start to vibrate?

You're gonna start to vibrate
if you don't do what Gibbs wants.

I'm running tests
on the molecular structure of plants

from within and outside the circle.

Okay, Abby, Gibbs made it clear.
The priority is the cabin fire.

You know, people try to imitate
the real thing,

but the notion that all recorded
formations were man-made

with simple flattening tools

does not explain
the well-documented plant alterations

by electromagnetic effect.

I warned you.

Operation Duty Officer
at New River

said that Captain Newell signed the log.

When I pressed, he admitted that
he never really saw Captain Barnett.

He just assumed that he was
on the flight line, pre-flighting.

So Newell took off alone?

Can you fly a Cobra by yourself?

-Oh, yes.
-Yeah, I'm still here.

Anything unusual in Newell's OQR
or his NATOPS jacket?

He's an only child, grew up in Florida,
just outside Orlando.

-Any connection to West Virginia?
-No.

His parents died in an auto accident
two years ago.

His father sold insurance, and mother
was an accountant at Disney World.

Yeah, Gibbs.

Well, you can see Barnett
anytime you'd like, Colonel.

Teague?

Good CO.

Newell went through NROTC
at the University of Florida

before flight school.

His impulsiveness has gotten
him in some trouble.

A fight cost him a non-punitive
letter of caution.

That's great.

Last call Captain Newell got on his cell
was at 2130 last night.

He hasn't made or received a call since.
His phone is currently off.

Where was the call from?

A pay phone in Smoky Corners,
West Virginia.

According to the phone company,
this thing hardly ever gets used.

Well, I guess even people out here
have cell phones.

-We're being watched.
-I see.

Now you better get over here.

Find anything?
-It's clean.

Too clean. Not even a smudge.

Yeah, looks like the only thing out here
that has been cleaned recently.

Let me have a whack at it.

What's he doing?

Okay. Get those to Abby for prints.

What are you doing to the phone?

Special Agent Gibbs, NCIS.

Who are you?

Ritt Everett. This is my store.

Seen anyone using
the phone Tuesday night?

Well, nope.

Does this have anything to do
about that helicopter

in the crop circle?

Hello, Sheriff.

Special Agent Gibbs. Any luck?

Well, sir,
luck doesn't have much to do with it.

I've been asking around.
Lot of folks seen them lights

and are complaining
their animals are acting out of sorts.

How?

Chickens stopped laying eggs.

Cows ain't producing,
and stuff like that.

Either of you two seen him around?

No.

His name's Newell.

Captain Todd Newell.

No, I'm sorry. Ain't seen him.

Newell? Ain't nobody by that name
in the Corners.

I'll keep an eye out for him.

Was he the one flying that helicopter?

-Yeah, Gibbs.
-Gibbs! I am getting stonewalled here.

-By whom?
-The Air Force.

I requested their file on
the 1994 crop circles in Smoky Corners.

You'd thought I asked them
for their missile launch codes.

-Okay, I'll make a call, Abs.
-No, you don't understand.

They're not going to tell you
anything either.

This is like Area 51.
It is conspiracy at the highest level.

Abby, stop yourself.
What about the cabin fire?

Gibbs, this is big.

The fire.

Unfortunately, nothing
extra-terrestrial there.

Arson. Plain old gasoline
was used as an accelerant.

I'm still working on the debris.

Science can't be rushed, Gibbs.

Hi!

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Ever seen him around here?

Is your gal gonna be okay?

Don't you worry about her.

As long as both sides stick to the story,
we'll get through this.

I can't talk right now.

But if you come back at noon,

my daddy will be at the VFW
in Potterville.

Okay.

Who's that?

The station owner's daughter, Daphne.

I think she wanted to talk but couldn't.

Her father's having lunch
with his buddies at the VFW

in Potterville around noon.
She'll be alone.

The dogs are a no go.

The handlers say something
screwed up the dogs.

Soon as they stepped into the woods,
they started acting up.

Do not tell Abby.
She's going to make something out of it.

We should start checking the back
of their necks for little red X's.

What are you talking about?

Invaders from Mars.

Wait, I take it that's a film?

Original 1953 version, not the remake.

Everything's a movie to you, Tony.

Aliens landed in a field
just like this one.

They took over the locals' minds,

leaving a little red X on
the back of their necks.

-Sounds lame.
-Oh, no! Scariest movie I ever saw.

Especially when this kid tries to tell
his mom and dad what's going on.

The camera slowly comes around

reveals X's
on the back of Mom and Dad's necks.

I was scared of my parents
for years after that.

-I'm sure the feeling was mutual.
-Find anything?

Yeah. Interviewed a half dozen locals.
Nobody saw or heard a helicopter.

-Everyone has the same story.
-BOLs.

Balls of light.

According to Abby they are created
by manipulating the atomic particles

in the atmosphere.

And who does
the manipulating, McGee?

I really don't know, sir.
I'm just relating what Abby told me.

I need you to run a tox screen
on this tissue sample.

-Where'd you get it?
-A body exhumed from Arlington.

-Oh, you look overwhelmed.
-l am.

And this just came in from the field.

Gibbs wants me
to run prints on it ASAP.

It appears to be $1 .65.

Well, this poor soul's been dead
for 36 years.

I doubt a few more days will matter.

Thank you, Ducky.

-Door handle?
-Yeah. It came from a cabin fire.

I found traces of something on it.
And I could use a second opinion.

Oh, I'm flattered.

Mammalian cells.
Most likely human flesh.

Someone was trapped in that fire.

The missing Marine aviator?

I need to call Gibbs.
Could be his missing aviator is dead.

If he died, where are his remains?

We know the fire was arson.

It started around the same time
Newell and his helo disappeared.

Abby is pretty certain
someone was in the cabin.

But we didn't find any remains.
Maybe they got out.

Or someone removed the body.

Well, until we find remains,
I'm not going to connect the dots.

Time to get cadaver dogs up here
to aid the search.

Cadaver dogs coming up.

-This your cabin, Mr Clay?
-No. No.

My land stops right over there
at the tree line there.

-Who's it belong to?
-Well, nobody really.

It went to the county after Monroe died.

Who was Monroe?

A farmer from the east side.
Tried working this parcel.

Didn't have no chance, though.
Too hard to clear.

How did Monroe die?

Hunting, an accident.
Shack's been abandoned ever since.

I ain't sorry it burnt, though.

Kids was always using the place,
causing trouble.

Is something wrong?

I bet his bark's worse
than his bite, huh?

The bite's actually much worse.

Daphne?

What you looking for?

I need gas.

This way, missy.

That'll be $6.

That's $10.

That's $2, $3, $4.

Sure that's all you want?

So, what can State Police do for NCIS?

Well, we're investigating a helicopter
incident in Smoky Corners.

Yeah, I heard. You...

-Sure.
-Have a seat.

-Met the Sheriff.
-Old Miller Thompson?

Yeah. Yeah, he wasn't much help.

Hell, he doesn't know jack
about law enforcement,

but he sure loves wearing that uniform.

Do you get to Smoky Corners much?

Well, not unless they call,
and they don't.

No crime?

Nothing we get involved in.

There's a few fights.

There's been some kind of feud
going on up there.

It goes back decades.

What, like Hatfields and McCoys?

Yeah, something like that.

You know, I honestly don't think
anyone remembers how it started.

It split the valley down the middle,
east versus west.

And I was told by my predecessor
to stay clear.

Truth is, they take care
of their own problems.

Have they ever had a murder
in Smoky Corners?

Not that I know of. I mean,
people just die of natural causes

or the occasional farm
or hunting accident.

Things may have changed.

What's McGee doing out there?

Scanning the field
with a magnetometer.

Let me guess. Abby?

Her every wish is his command.

She promised to show him
her new tattoo.

Wait till he finds out it's on her ankle.

What did gas station girl
tell you?

She was a no-show.

Looks like he found something.

-You are such a child.
-Come on.

Just taking a sip.

It's yours.

Hey, boss. Abby needs to talk to you.

Abs, did you get any sleep?

I am overworked and not paid enough.

Quit. What do you got?

Two partial prints on the coins
from the phone booth.

Any match?

You need to send a thank you
to the West Virginia DMV.

They got right index prints
from two licenced drivers.

One was a trucker that delivered
gasoline to the station.

-The second was a local. Greg Sikes.
-On it.

Were you able to get any DNA
off the doorknob, Abs?

Nice work on those prints, Abs.

Thank you. I know you haven't had
a break in two days.

Oh, that's okay.
I don't need much sleep.

Anything for the team.

I assume you'll let me know
if you find something.

Don't I always?

Yeah, Abby, you do.

Thank you.

Agent Gibbs, the cadaver dogs
have found something.

Get Ducky.

Smoky Corners bachelor quarters.

There's something to be said
for living in a trailer.

Get tired of the view,
you just roll it to a new location.

Come on, McGee. What,
are you never gonna talk to me again?

How long am I going to be the butt
of your practical jokes,

snide innuendoes
and juvenile put-downs?

I will always outrank you, probie.

Come on.

Mr Sikes, NCIS.

Oh!

Come on in.

Someone left in a hurry.

No phone.

Nice teeth.

Duck, what can you tell me?

Not much. Male, roughly six feet.

Tests I did on the femur, clavicle
suggests not that old.

-Give me a range.
-Mid 20's to 30's.

Oh, this distinctive fracture
on the inferior left scapula

-is consistent with a bullet wound.
-Cause of death?

Well, maybe. I mean,
it could be trauma or asphyxiation.

I don't know if I'll ever be certain.

I mean,
there's not much to work with, Jethro.

-Gibbs!
-Yeah?

I used non-isotopic
chemi-luminescent method

to compare the charred DNA
to Newell's.

-And?
-And it's not his DNA.

But it's damn close.

Come on, Abs.
We're not playing horseshoes.

There's a 99% probability that
the fire victim is Newell's male sibling.

That can't be. Newell's record
of emergency data doesn't list a brother.

DNA doesn't lie, Jethro.

People do.

The crispy critter was
Captain Newell's brother.

His OQR was wrong?

Recruits lie about things all the time,
especially their age.

Why lie about having a brother?
Is Abby sure?

Yeah. She double-checked.
Obviously you two didn't.

We just assumed
that his family history was right.

NCIS agents don't assume anything,
Agent Todd.

They check and recheck.

Verify everything independently.

We are on it!

There is a definite difference.
-I don't see it.

Look at the elongated node.
It's undamaged.

The plants inside the crop circle

were changed in a way
that is beyond human ability.

I'm rerunning an analysis hoping
to find an anomalous molecular change

to the stalks within the circle.

I'm betting they were subjected
to very short blasts of high energy heat,

possibly microwave generated.

Re-running because
you came up empty.

Look, Abby, you're looking
for something that isn't there.

Okay, you've been here
for two days straight. You're tired.

And you've done everything
that Gibbs has asked.

So go home, get some sleep.

I can't sleep!

-What are you doing?
You're guilty of confirmation bias.

It's not there, Abs.
You're ignoring the obvious

and you're searching for microscopic
proof of something that doesn't exist.

Maybe I should join the CIA.

Look at the big picture.

The design of the smaller,
outer circles was created

by bending the corn stalks down
in a clockwise direction.

But look under the helicopter.

Those plants were forced outward
from the centre

by the downdraught of the blades.

The corn was still standing

and was forced down
by the landing of the Cobra.

This crop circle is a hoax, Abby.
It was created...

It was created around
a parked helicopter.

Why would anyone do that?

Orange County clerk faxed us
his parents' marriage certificate.

Todd Newell was nine years old
when his mother remarried.

He was legally adopted.
That's how he got the Newell name.

His mother's maiden name was Stelling,
which is common in Smoky Corners.

Her first husband was
a guy named Sikes.

They had two boys, Greg and Todd.

Todd Newell was born
in Smoky Corners.

His co-pilot, Captain Barnett,
swears that he never mentioned

a brother or Smoky Corners.

In fact, Barnett couldn't recall
Newell ever mentioning

anything about his childhood.

We need to find his biological father.

Can't. He died several years ago
in a hunting accident.

Gee, where have I heard
that one before?

So we got a dead civilian
in Ducky's cooler.

Are we going to turn it over
to the local authorities?

Nope. Not yet. I want to know more first.

Greg Sikes was involved with the girl
at the gas station.

She was the only one
that seemed willing to talk.

Maybe I should go back there
and try to find her.

Go with her.

All right,
so we're on the same page, right?

-I guess, but let me tell Gibbs.
-Tell me what?

The crop circle was a hoax created
around the helicopter after it landed.

You don't sound convincing, Abs.

Yeah, well there's still a lot of stuff
that can't be explained.

Like what?

Balls of light in the sky.
The animals acting weird.

Like a missing pilot.

Everyone's story is exactly the same.
It's too rehearsed.

It's what they want us to hear.

-That's exactly what I told her.
-And what about the search dogs?

I heard they were acting all confused
and disoriented.

Only the first day.

The cadaver dogs had no problem
finding the body this morning.

I know why we haven't been able
to find Captain Newell.

Thanks, guys.

How do you know?

Because I'm a Marine.

-Newell is alive?
-Yeah.

Well, whose body did we find?

His brother.
Captain Newell is still out there.

-How do you know that?
-He received SERE training, Colonel.

He's evading us.

As part of his training,
he was taught a technique

to negate enemy dogs.

Yeah, GS powder.
Irritant used in gas mask simulations.

I keep a couple of capsules
in my survival vest.

Dogs get a whiff of that,
they're useless for days.

He used it on the search dogs.

Now he also has
pilot's night vision goggles

and a survival radio
to monitor our search frequencies.

Colonel, he's using
his Marine Corps training to evade us.

Will you stop that?
You're driving me crazy!

Sorry. Do I detect a little PMS?

I didn't think that was till next week.

Hey, it's a high stress job.
You carry a gun.

I need to know
when you're not at your best.

Sikes' trailer is coming up.
Daphne wasn't at the gas station.

If she's not there,
I don't know where else to look.

That's Daphne's truck.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey! Hey, hey, hey!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Daphne, why are you running?

I thought you wanted to talk to us.
Daphne! Daphne, talk to us!

What happened? What happened?

-Are you looking for Greg?
-We know he's your boyfriend.

That's why we're here
looking for you, okay?

Where is he?

Daphne, are you pregnant?

Five months.

Greg's hiding from my daddy.

Do you know where he is?

Greg's dead, isn't he?

Whatever Newell's brother
said to him on the phone

got him upset enough
to risk his entire career

with an unauthorized flight in the Cobra.

Boss, are you sure you don't want me
to drive for a while?

But why land in the farmer's field?

Oh, well...

My guess, McGee, it was
the closest clearing to the cabin

where his brother was hiding,
only Newell was too late.

-What?
-Focus on the case, McGee.

Sorry. Yes, sir.

Why the crop circle?

Well, I have a theory on that.

You care to share?

Yeah, okay.

-Spit it out, McGee.
-Okay.

Whoever killed Greg Sikes
thought that they could cover it up

as another farm or hunting accident.
But they couldn't cover up

an attack helicopter
abandoned in a corn field.

Conspiracy, huh? Makes sense.

Take a lot of people to form that pattern
in a few hours.

They knew that there would be
an outside investigation.

So they created the circle hoping
that we would do exactly

what the Air Force did 10 years ago.

Back off and cover up
what couldn't be explained.

Not bad, McGee. Not bad.

-Where is she?
-Inside.

She seemed to relate better to Kate.

Enjoy the ride, McGee?

Daphne's father threatened to kill Greg

-because she's pregnant.
-Pregnant.

Greg and me
are from different corners in the valley.

God, I hate this rotten place.

This stupid feud.

When was the last time you saw him?

At the gas station,

using the pay phone
to call his brother for help.

Was Greg close to his brother?

He ain't seen him since they was kids.

About a year ago he got a call
telling him their mother died.

It reunited them.

They're the only family
either of them had left.

Daphne's afraid that Captain Newell's
been drawn back into the feud.

He's gonna kill my daddy
to get revenge.

Kate, you and McGee
get Daphne out of here.

What's up, boss?

Call for Teague.

Colonel, call off the search.
Pull your men out.

Why?
You said Newell was still out there.

He is. He wants revenge.

But he's not gonna make his move
until he thinks we're gone.

They're leaving.

Ritt, we've pulled it off.
The Marines have backed off.

This thing's going away.
Nobody's told outsiders nothing.

My problem is Greg Sikes' brother.

You see,
I gotta get him before he gets me.

This is White Hawk 34,
terminating search, returning to base.

34 out.

Ritt, think twice
about what you're fixing to do.

They ain't got nothing, Ritt.
Just stick to the story.

-What's going on?
-Looks like you all pulling out.

The Marines are, we aren't.

Do you get a kick out of smacking
your daughter around?

Why don't you just get out of here?

DiNozzo, read him his rights.

What are you talking about?

The murder of Greg Sikes.

Greg Sikes is dead?

I thought he went hunting.

We found his remains.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used
against you in a court of law.

Ain't you out of your jurisdiction?
You're the law here, Miller.

-Yeah, I am.
-Don't get excited, Sheriff.

The West Virginia State Police
are on their way.

But I do have the authority
to detain both of you until they arrive.

Gibbs, I have a bogey.

In the trees.
Closing in from the northwest.

Everybody copy?

-Yeah, boss.
-Got it.

He slipped behind the old cars.

-Let him get closer.
Roger that.

Oh, man.

-He made me.
-Hit the lights!

NCIS!

Lower your weapon, Captain Newell!
It's over.

It's not over until Ritt Everett's dead.

He's in the custody of the state police.

That's not going to change anything.

It's an eye for an eye here.
Always has been.

Is that why your mother took you away?

Put down your weapon.

Why? I'm never gonna fly again.

Well, your career is probably over,
but you haven't hurt anybody yet.

Keep it that way
and I'll do everything I can to help you.

There is a young girl
carrying your brother's baby.

And they could sure use your help.

Once we left, it was like
Smoky Corners never existed.

My mother erased it from our lives.

I always felt guilty
she had to leave Greg behind,

but our father wouldn't let her
have both of us.

Why did you take the Cobra?

It's fierce.

Intimidating.

I hoped it would scare the crap out
of those hicks and save Greg's life.

But I was too late.
The cabin was in flames,

Greg trapped inside.

Everett and the others
started shooting at me and I got hit.

They had hunting rifles.
All I had was my pistol.

I was cut off from the helo,
couldn't get back to the base.

I knew my Marine Corps career
was over.

All that was left for me was revenge.

Wow, those are really pretty, Kate.
Who are they from?

Tony.

We had a tough couple of days.

Kate pointed out that
I'd taken one too many liberties.

The flowers are a mea culpa.

Tony, I'm blown away.
They're gorgeous.

And they're from Martha's Garden,
my favourite florist!

How did you know?

Lucky guess.

He went through your purse
and got the phone number off your PDA.