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( girl giggles )

So, it's called "Shroomsville"
'cause some of the guys

think these reeds
look like little mushrooms.

Or they were on mushrooms.

Hey!

Not supposed to
light fires here.

Against base rules.

Let's go, kids.
Let's go home.

Clear out.
BOY:
Grab the boom box.

You too, miss. Let's go!

Last one out
has to douse the fire.

( groans, gasps )

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TONY:
Ooh! Yeah, baby!

( laughing ):
Oh, come on...

Ooh, hoo-hoo!

Come on, come on... oh!

Yikes!

I'm trying to concentrate.

That makes two of us, then,
doesn't it, Ziva?

Is it work-related?

Course it's work-related, Ziva.

"Judge My Tush.com?"

Hey! A little
privacy here, Probie.

I give it a four.

Are you kidding?
Four?!

Out of five?
I think that's good.

Isn't it?

Out of five.

How 'bout this one?

( Ziva laughs )
Come on...

I will not get involved
any further.
Come on...

Gibbs seems to always
be around the corner...
Give it a little something.

No... No...
Come on.

What do you think?
Rate it.

( groans )

Fine. A two.

A two?!

( mocking laughter )

A two?!

What's a two, DiNozzo?

I was explaining the rules
to Ziva, boss.

And number two is what?

Yeah, I'm always a little
fuzzy on two...

Grab your gear.
We're going to Quantico.

Two?

I took three points off
for excessive hair.

I don't have...

That's a five.

( giggles )

If you shave.

Mm... shave...

Marines run tactics through
these woods every day, sir.

What time yesterday?
19:00.

Ducky, where's Jimmy?

Having a root canal.

Allow me.
Thank you.

Thank you.

DUCKY:
Oh, watch your step.

Toda.
Al lo davar.

DUCKY:
No, let me give you a hand.

No, no, no-- It's lovely that
chivalry is not dead, Doctor.

But in the Army, I swam three
miles across the Red Sea

after scaling rough cliffs
without safety lines.

I believe
I can manage.

How refreshing.
An independent woman.

( both laughing )

SERGEANT:
They were under this bush here,

until I, uh...
moved one to here.

The teenagers?

Said they never noticed
the legs.

GIBBS:
Tony-- shoot.
Shooting.

Ziva, bag and tag.

McGee, samples.
Got it.

Well, I'm afraid a liver temp

is out of the question.

Talk to me, Duck.

It's very strange.

The marbling on the skin

indicates advanced
decomposition.

But the complete lack
of insect activity

on the moist area
of the open thigh

indicates a cessation
of decay.

Any idea how long?

Well, the muscles have gone
through all three stages

or rigor mortis, so that
gives us at least 48 hours.

But, Jethro, the leg is
in pristine condition,

apparently untouched by air,
water, soil or insect.

Frozen?

Mm-mm.
No ice crystals.

Basement.

If that's the case, we are
dealing with a dark soul,

one who kills,
cuts and keeps.

That's trash.

I think I know
what I'm doing by now.

Well, MREs and paint pellets
say training area to me.

No one has ever been killed
during training?

You know, my
forensic instructor

back at FLETC once planted

a pregnancy test at a
crime scene to test us.

That's nice, Probie,
but in my years
as an investigator,

I've learned that trash
indigenous to an area

is not worth collecting.

What if, because I did not
bag and tag this trash,

I happened
to miss this--

a finger of a rubber glove.

I didn't say don't look
under indigenous stuff.

I think we're almost
done here, Gibbs.

No, I don't think so.
I want every paper,

projectile, stomped-on leaf,
within a ten-foot radius

of both legs.

( laughing )

I'll bet Tony made
some unseemly comment

about these legs, didn't he?

Why would he do
that, Mr. Palmer?

I just mean, uh,
knowing Tony, um...

they're fairly shapely legs,
Doctor.

Yes, nobody had the bad taste
to verbalize such a thought,

until now.

Now that you come to mention it,
they do look

remarkably similar
to Betty Grable's.

Uh, Betty...?

GIBBS:
One of the all-time

pin-up gals of the '40s.

Yeah, great gams.

Gams?

Aren't you
a little young

to remember Betty
Grable, Jethro?

My dad had her painted
on the nose of his P-51, Duck.

Uh, P-51...?
Up to Abby.

Quick as you can.
JIMMY:
Yes, Doctor.

What do we know
about our Jane Doe?

She was young.
Look at the femur here.

One of the last bones in
the body to develop fully.

In the female, growth
is complete around age 25.

I'd say our victim
was between 19 and 21.

I.D.
Without a toe print

database, I'm afraid
we'll just have to rely

on good old DNA.

What about the splotch
on her calf, Doc?

Blood. I'd say
the assailant's.

It's on its way up
to Abby's mass spectrometer.

Couldn't it be hers?

It could be,
but she was dead

long before she was dissected.

Blood no longer pulsed
through her veins

when what I would guess
was a surgical saw

severed her thighs
from her torso.

Now, see how my
glove sticks here?

Also headed up

to the mass spectrometer.

Yes, but take a look
at this.

Skin's been removed.
Yes.

A meticulously cut circle.

A strange keepsake.
Actually,

I think it was the killer
trying to remove his marks.

Like all sex killers
after Bundy.

Yes, after Theodore
Bundy was identified

in court by his
crooked lower teeth,

sadistic biters have been forced
to excise their evidence.

You know, I think
I might be able

to get an impression
of teeth

from the underlying
damaged tissue.

You could get me a bite mark?

I could try.

( bell dings )

Oh. I have some samples
for Abby.

Well, that's convenient,
because I'm Abby's assistant.

Well, just wanted to say hi.
I haven't seen her in a while.

She's... really busy right now.

It'll only take a minute.

You haven't been
an assistant

for very long, have you?

Longer than you.

We'll see about that.

That doesn't make
any sense, Chip.

It's Charles.

( bell dings )

Charles.

It's an evidence Showcase
Showdown here, Chip.

What do you prefer,
Possible Prints,

Sticky Stuff
or Name That Blood?

Um, well,
I aced serology;

I was a dilettante
at fingerprint
identification, so...

Name the sticky stuff
for a hundred, Chip.

ZIVA:
For a Caucasian female,

a factor of 2.90

is multiplied by
the tibia length.

'Kay, autopsy report says

tibia is 38.34 centimeters.

What're you doing?

We are calculating
our Jane Doe's probable
height and weight.

Why don't you ask me?
Tony, these are complex
equations we're dealing with.

Whatever. She was, what,
five eight,

so she's, like,
125, 126 pounds.

'Kay, 111.186 for adipose.

Density of musculature?

Add 61.53.

172.72 centimeters for height.

Ducky estimates
57.08 kilograms in weight.

Converting to imperial.

And we' re done.

She was
five foot eight.

125 and a half pounds.

Hold on a second.

It doesn't make
any sense.

( grumbling )

You're grumbling.

Yeah, well, I know--
I can't read Ziva's writing.

It looks perfectly
clear to me.

You've got to
loosen up, Chip.

Evidence is fun.

Fun?

You know fun.

Fun, Chip!

You're a tough case, Chip.

Yeah, I know.

( gasps ):
Gibbs!

All this evidence
and a CAFF-POW!

Is it my birthday?
Pretend it's mine.

Okay.

Here's what I
have for you.

The blood on the
calf is different
from the victim's.

I sent both sent off
for processing, but
here's your real gift.

I found a smudge print
on the tip

of a glove finger
and clarified it into
a personal print.

Happy birthday.
Get a match?

It's running
through AFIS now.

( beeping )

Whoa.

I must have ripped
a glove at the scene, boss.

Like I was saying,
I must have ripped

a glove at the crime scene
sometime before yesterday.

When was the last time

you worked a crime scene
at Quantico?
Napalitano case, boss.

ABBY:
The computer only found
three points

from your fingerprint
to the sample.

Most prosecutors
want 11.

CHIP:
Well, technically, Abby

the minimum to go to court
is one.

I'm just saying, you know,

people have been convicted
on less.

Well, that's great, Chipper.

Team player.

I'm going to redo this
by hand.

You set this up,

didn't you?

I would never.

Okay, maybe I would,

but I didn't.

It matches Tony.

GIBBS:
Put a rush
on those blood samples.

I did, but it's
a 16 hour turnaround.

Make it 12.

When's the last time
you were at the dentist?

( muffled shout )

Hold still.

This is far faster

and more accurate

then X-rays.

You're not known

for your bedside manner,
are you there, Duck?

You're just upset
that I didn't have peppermint.

McGee.

Here's... Tony.

The program uses laser scans

of 3-D objects

to create 3-D images
for comparison.

Computer-Generated

Hollow Volume Overlay.

Measures inter-tooth spacing,

dental arch, and
tooth thickness.

All right, enough
of the geek speak.

Here's Ducky's muscle tissue
scan.

A little 3-D magic
for clarity....

and I give you

the killer's incisors.

Next step.

And don't worry, Tony--

the chances of even

one of your teeth matching
are like 100,000 to one.

Do it, Abby.

Jethro, I know DiNozzo
didn't do this.

But I also know

that it would be political
suicide if we got caught

investigating
one of our own agents.

Appearances
matter, Jethro.

In this world,
sometimes more than facts.

It could ruin the agency.

Look at Robert Novak
and the CIA.

You have a responsibility

to your man, I know that.

But I have a responsibility

to the entire agency.

Jen...

I'm not forgetting
the time

I stepped in it
and you covered my ass

until I could
get out of it,

but that was alone, undercover
and in the field.

Half of NCIS already
knows about this.

I know what you
have to do, Jethro.

And I won't stop you.

But officially,

I am suspending you
from investigating
this further

and I am turning it over
to the FBI.

I know.

One request.

I'll see that Fornell

runs the investigation.

I always could
read your mind.

Not always, Jen.

Still waiting on
Jane Doe's DNA.

Corporal at Quantico

said there were no
missing female dependents

or U.A. Marines.

Try the base hospital.

I checked missing persons
for Maryland, Virginia and DC.

There were few
similar descriptions.

Their DNA is headed
over now.

David Brant.
Gibbs.

I heard you were quitting.

I like to refer to it
as a lateral move

into the recreational
sector, Jethro.

I wish you luck with that.

Lateral move

into the recreational
sector?

Yeah, that mostly means

fishing and
hitting a golf ball.

DiNozzo.
Yeah, boss.

What are you doing?
Somebody's setting me up.

Two surgically removed legs

dumped into a training area.
Do you think?

Yeah. I was trying to think

of arrestee's with grudges.

Wouldn't they all
have grudges?

You see my dilemma.

Mike Macaluso?

It's a mafia boss DiNozzo
busted in Baltimore.

They get a little touchy
when they think of you as family

and you turn out
to be a cop.

What about that forensics dweeb
that you got fired.

I didn't arrest him, Abby.

Yeah, but you really, really,
really pissed him off.

Forensic tech set
a killer free when
he contaminated

some blood samples.
Tony reported him.

Good old George Stewart.

Maybe you should
expand the list.

Just to include people
that just hate you.

Hate me? Nobody hates me.

Paula Cassidy.

Don't go there.

People like me.
I'm a nice guy.

What about the woman
that posted your picture

on the Herpes Alert Web site?

Lieutenant Pam Kim.

She so went Fatal Attraction
on you.

Boiled the bunny.

Oh, don't forget
Mrs. Dean.

Another girlfriend?
No, she threatened

to cut off his...

when Tony put
her husband away

for murdering his first wife.

ZIVA:
Speaking about wives--

what about your ex-girlfriend,
Monica?

I always break up with them
when I find out

they're married, Ziva.

Okay, all right, thank you all,

but I think
that's enough.

The personnel

in the evidence garage.

What about them?
They hate you.

She's right.

You never wait your turn
to check in evidence.

And women don't appreciate
being called...

"baggie bunnies."

They're right.

DiNozzo, eight years,
three different forces.

That's a lot of names
and people to remember, boss.

Ziva, take the women.

McGee, you
take the men.

I'll pull case files of the ones
DiNozzo put away

who aren't on the list.

Wait a minute,
you never do anything.

'Cause you're such
a good delegator.

( elevator dings )

Oh, this is not good.

Gibbs.

DiNozzo.

This is Special Agent Sacks.

He's being framed.

I believe you.

I've been there
myself, Jethro.

I'll take care
of him.

I know, but I want
to be kept in the loop.

Well, now, I'm hurt.

You saying you don't
trust me?

Whoever set this up, Tobias,
is a pro.

If this were to go
to court right now,

DiNozzo
would not stand a chance.

Well, I got to take him into
custody for questioning.

Or, I guess...

we could question him here.

Tony, Fornell's going
to question you.

You mean interrogate me.
Question.

Draw it out.

After we talk
to Agent DiNozzo,

we'll need to requisition any
evidence involved in the case.

We covered on evidence?

Just need a few hours
to copy the data

from Tony's hard drive,
cell phone...

I'll make duplicates
of all my...

Have Ducky do the same.

What can I do?

Help-- help Abby,

help McGee, help Ducky.

Where were you
Tuesday night

between 0900 and 0300
the next morning?

Mm, um...

um...

Would that be Zulu time?

Just run through your night.

Okay.

Oh, out loud. Right.

Worked till 7:00,

went for a run, drove home.

Spent the night alone,
which, I know,

is unusual,
but it was a school night

and I wanted
to watch Magnum.

What was it about?

( chuckles )

The old checking-
the-plot ploy.

You're good,
Agent Sacks.

Very good.

It was my favorite Magnum--
it's the one where, uh,

he finds himself
adrift at sea

after a boating accident

and vividly relives
his father's death

during the Korean War.

I'm gonna go out on a limb here.

You think you were framed.

Now we're getting
somewhere.

Mm-hmm. And who do you think
it was who framed you?

Well...

any one
of a hundred people, maybe.

I have a list,
if you're interested.

Do you realize the kind of
trouble you're in here, DiNozzo?

Oh, believe me, I do.

Do you realize

that you have an enormous clump

of something green
between your teeth?

It's right there.

( sighs )

What is it about women?

Is it the way
they smell,

or their beguiling smiles?

The whispers, the secrets...

The way they
tip-toe around

in those little,
ridiculous shoes.

And the way they

fit their tiny little bodies
into those tiny little outfits.

You're wasting my time.

Take it easy.

This guy is implicated
in a homicide

and he's making jokes.

You've never worked with NCIS
before, have you, Agent Sacks?

Federal Agents
suspected of crimes

don't get special
treatment in my book.

It's getting late.
We should collect the evidence.

We have to arrest him, Fornell.

Bite marks don't lie,
and this guy can't stop.

I'll think about it.

( banging rhythmically )

( continues rhythmically )

( makes drumming noise )

( resumes banging rhythmically )

( making drumming noises )

U.S. Attorney's gonna see this
as a heinous crime, Jethro.

It is a heinous crime,
Fornell.

Tony didn't do it.

Without an alibi.

I'd be remiss
if we don't detain him.

People are gonna think

we're orchestrating a cover-up.

Finally. How'd I do?
Fine.

Fine? I thought
I was Oscar material.

Fornell's not gonna book you.

Uh-huh.

But he is gonna
take you into custody

until we figure out
a few things.

You all right?

I must have screwed up, Gibbs.

You didn't
screw up, Abs.

But now I have
all this evidence.

Forensics.

The thing that I love
and I believe in,

and it says Tony's a murderer.

Tony's not a murderer.

I know he isn't.

But something's gotta give.

I mean, either
the forensics are wrong.

It's bad forensics.

Or...

We have to save him, Gibbs.

We will.

Because if this
goes to court,

with his fingerprint
and his bite mark on the leg,

Tony's gonna go to prison
for the rest of his life.

And I'll be the one
that put him there.

I smelled you coming, boss.

Pepperoni, sausage,
extra cheese, right?

My favorite.

Thanks.

I'll save that for later.

You know, I've been thinking.

I'm a federal prosecutor's
dream.

You do tend to date a lot,
don't you, Mr. DiNozzo?

( laughing ):
Yeah, I do tend
to date a lot,

but where does it say

that dating, you know,
a new girl every week

is a crime?

No, it's not.

But it does speak to your
deep-seated psychological

problems and
commitment issues.

Really?

So, you're saying
my intimacy issues

stem from my mother,

who dressed me as a sailor
until I was ten years old?

Maybe.

( clears throat )

Why, I guess it might explain

why you objectify women

and treat them as
sexual objects,

why you're being
so forthright
and insightful,

Mr. DiNozzo.

Why did you sink your teeth
into the victim's leg?

Because I'm angry
and I'm immature.

And I like control!

You have no alibi.

Alibi?

How can I have an alibi

when the murder doesn't even
have a time or a date?

That's interesting.

What about means?

Latex gloves?

Scalpel?

You could have gotten
these things from... work.

No?
Right.

Off course.

( laughing ):
Yes, I ripped a glove

at the scene.

It seems a little sloppy

for a federal agent
who investigates crime scenes,

but you know those are
the breaks

when you're a homicidal maniac

dumping butchered woman's
remains out in the woods

in the middle of the night!
Right?

I'm not getting
out of this one, am I, boss?

Thank you, boss.

( security door buzzes )

Mike Macaluso, still in jail.

My sources say his family
is very happy about it.

How is it you've been in this
country only a couple months,

you already have sources?

Who says my sources are from
this country, McGee?

WOMAN:
Is this Agent Timothy McGee?

Yes. Hi.

WOMAN:
He was killed in prison.

Killed in prison?
Yes.

I'm very sorry for your loss.
Can we ship the body?

No, you'll have to take that up
with ICE. Thanks.

Dead.

Where are we?

Head of my suspects list:
George Stewart.

The forensic tech Tony got
fired from Baltimore PD.

Lost everything when
Tony accused him

of contaminating
blood samples in '02.

Define "everything."

Wife, house, kids.

Fought the firing
in court and won,

but by then no one
would hire him.

He disappeared two years ago.

How did he win?

Don't know. George Stewart
v. Baltimore PD was sealed.

Un-disappear him.

Right.

Lieutenant Pam Kim.
Surgical nurse.

Fully capable
of slicing off a woman's legs.

Met Tony on the Jeremy Davidson
serial rapist case.

At Quantico.

She's the one that
egged Tony's car.

Really?

Where's she now?

Virginia. Returned two weeks
ago from a tour in Iraq.

She's on her honeymoon
at the Greenbrier.

Who's she with?

Scott Sparks.

Boss, that's the guy

she was engaged to
when she met Tony!

Get her in here.

On it.

Uh, boss...

Uh-huh.

Well, I was thinking, she's...
she's on her honeymoon.

Yeah?

Ever heard
of coitus interruptus,

Special Agent Gibbs?

Nope.

Ever been on a honeymoon?

Yep.

Then you know how I feel.
You found them....

Flagrante delicto.

That's....

Roman slang for what Tony
calls badda-bing badda-boom.

Being dragged into NCIS
for interrogation

isn't exactly the best way
to start a marriage.

Is your husband the same guy

you dumped for Tony DiNozzo
last year?

( sighs )

Look, I had a fling with Tony,

and I regret every
last minute of it.

GIBBS:
That why you put him
on a herpes website?

I got a little emotional.

A little emotional
was egging his car.

Putting him on
a herpes website was....

Bitchy. I know.

What does a woman accomplish
by cracking eggs on a man's car?

A lot of guys really care
about their cars.

It's kind of like you break
my heart, I'll break yours.

In Israel,

we just shoot men
who are untrue.

Look, Tony could have turned me
in when I was harassing him.

He didn't.

If anything, I owe him.

When were you last at Quantico?

I've been on tour in Iraq
for the last eight months.

That's not my question.

( sighs ):
I checked in

with my command
ten days ago

before I took leave
to get married.

Look, if someone
brown-bagged Tony's door

or torched his car,
it wasn't me.

Does your husband know
about Tony?

Of course he knows.
What...?

Scott's a lawyer.

If he has a problem with
someone, he sues them, not...

Tony wasn't murdered, was he?

No.

Then what is this about?

Lieutenant...

you can return to your
honeymoon, but if I need you...

We'll be at the Greenbrier
for another week.

And next time,
have your agent knock.

Boss, do you really
not know what "coitus
interruptus" means?

A better question:
Do you know what it means

if you haven't located Stewart?

My father used
to say, "Esh ktana

sorefet harbe teerass."
Translate.

"A little fire burns
a great deal of corn."

What?!

Never really made
sense to me, either.

It loses something
in translation.

Director...

I saw Lieutenant Kim leave.
She have an alibi?

No, she framed DiNozzo,
and I let her go.

So, George Stewart is...

He's next on my list.

You know, there's no reason
to be petulant, Jethro...

The word's "pissed."
Jen, you know what?

You can drop the director act.
We're alone.

You think my
job is an act?

No, not all of it.

Ass-kissing on the Hill
is a skill.

So is castration.

I wear a cup.

What is this?

George Stewart's alias
and work address.

I managed to find it
between kissing asses.

It just proves you should
have stayed a field agent.

CHIP:
Ma'am?

Abby?

What?

I think I found something
that might help out Tony.

Why didn't you say so?
Maybe not exonerate,

but at least place someone
else at the crime scene.
What is it?

Well, you know the sticky
substance found

on the victim's ankle?
Yes.

Well, I chemically and
instrumentally examined it.

The material's an adhesive,
same kind found in duct
tape or carpet tape.

How does this help Tony?
Well, I discovered an anomaly

in the adhesive material.
A carpet fiber.

I used the FTIS
and the mass spec

to determine its chemical
composition.

It's a Dupont fiber
from a Mustang.

But Tony drives...

I know what Tony drives.

But when I tested the
stain resistance,

it showed the fiber had a
coating from a 2004 Mustang.

Tony's Mustang is a '66.

It couldn't have
been his car.

We have to get a fiber from
Tony's car before it gets towed.

Nice to have you back, ma'a...
Abby.

George Stewart?
MAN:
Petrie.

I changed it legally.

No sailors here.

Got any Jane Does?

Always got a
couple of them.

Could we see them?

I told you--

no sailors here.

How do you know,
if they're Jane Does?

Look, what the hell
do you two want?

To see your Jane Does.

You got a warrant?

No.
Do we need one?

Hell, yes.
Now get out.

Tony DiNozzo...

What'd that bastard
say about me now?

I was exonerated.

How were you exonerated?

( loud clacking )

Fourth Circuit Court.

( loud clacking )

It wasn't me that messed
up that blood test.

I sent it out to a lab.

What's the name
of the lab?

( loud clacking )

Pemberton Medical Analysis.

( loud clacking )

Sure we can't take
a quick look around?

Not without a warrant.
That's what happened last time.

"Just a quick look around...
a few questions."

Then I'm fired,
and my life is trashed.

Now, get out.

We'll be back.

With a warrant.

ZIVA:
Psst!

Reasonable doubt can go a long
way with a jury, Chip.

If this is someone else's
carpet fiber

that was on that duct tape...

Hello... frame-up!

The bite mark?

I guess you could steal
the dental records,
create your own mould,

make an impression on the leg.
Keep going, keep going.

And a print from a glove,
I mean, anyone could have

pulled those gloves
from our trash.
Yes!

Yeah, but how would anyone
know which one's Tony's?

Don't blow it, Chip.
You were on a roll.

Sorry.

( beeping )

See what I mean?
Uh... no.

The carpet fibers match.

Tony must have redone
his carpeting. Never...

have a negative thought when
you're on a roll.

Could've been worse.
How?

That blood on the severed leg...
DNA came back with a match.

It matched DiNozzo?

( camera shutter clicks )

Ah!

What are you doing?

I was trying to
throw away your Caf-Pow.

Why?

Because I bough you a fresh one
while you were sleeping.

Sleeping?! I can't sleep!
I have to save Tony.

What time is it?

6:00 a.m.
I lost two hours.

I have been running Jane Doe's
DNA everywhere.

She's not in CODIS,

the armed forces,
the fertility clinics,

rare disease databases...

Abby, it's not your fault.
Not my fault?
Someone's using

forensics to frame Tony

and I'm letting them
get away with it.

You'll find
something.
How?

All the FBI left me

was a speck of blood
and a carpet fiber.

I have to look at this
from a new perspective.

( tires screech, crash )

Your butt's getting bony.

Bony?

I'll have you know that Ziva

rated it a four
out of five, okay?

Bone marrow.

There's a national database

for bone marrow donors.

( typing )

Why is Ziva rating
your butt?

Tony started it.

Don't you blame Tony,

he's almost on
death row right now.

No, no, no.
Look, I...
( computer blips )

( blipping )

Jane Doe

is Carla Johnson.

You matched my DNA with a pair
of disembodied legs?

I'd fire whatever lab you're
using at NCIS, Agent Gibbs.

I assure you,
they're real and they're mine.

Are you
a bone marrow donor?

Bone marrow, organs, blood.

I believe in sharing
my good health.

But I draw the line
at body parts...

at least until I'm dead.

We got the DNA match from
a bone marrow database.

I haven't donated
any bone marrow.

I did give blood
to an accident victim

a couple of weeks ago.

She died on the operating table.

Did she lose her legs?

No, her chest was crushed.

Where is her body now?

Either at our morgue
or the state's.

She was a Jane Doe.

I can't believe the blood we

DNA-tested was someone else's
from a transfusion.

What are the odds of that?

The same as this killer getting
away with framing Tony.

Oh, the guy is a genius,
you got to give him that.

Even genii make mistakes.
I did.

What was your mistake?

Giving up on forensics

when I should've looked deeper.

We already processed that

fiber.
I know that, Chaz-zoid.

But the killer picked up

this fiber, took it to work,
had it in his car,

carried it through
the woods.

There has to be some sign
of that guy

on this fiber.

Not if he wore gloves.

Maybe the gloves have
a different residue

than NCIS gloves.

Maybe he smokes a cigar.

Maybe there's cigar
residue on the fiber.

You're testing
for cigar smoke?

For a second,
I lost my faith in...

But now I know

that forensics was
just testing me.

And I will rise up

and I will find the man
that did this to Tony

and I will crucify him!

Is it standard operating
procedure for nurses

to give transfusions?

No, we were low on blood
and I'm a universal donor.

Identifying a pair of legs
must be a first.

( computer blipping )

Here it is.
Jane Doe was transferred

to the Virginia County
Coroner's Office eight days ago.

Who signed for the body?

( grunts )

We have a warrant now.

For what?
I didn't do anything wrong.

No? I can think of
at least two things.

Framing an NCIS agent
for murder

and really, really, really

pissing him off.

Open it.

I strongly recommend
you do what he says.

ZIVA:
This explains why

Jane Doe's legs were
in pristine condition.

You think I cut off
some girl's legs?

Did you?
No!

Why would I ever
do such a thing?

I don't know, but if
you're going to talk to me,

please get
a breath mint first.

Please!

( harmonica plays )

Very funny, probie.

Come on, Tony, it's a gift.

From who?

The baggie bunnies or Pam Kim?

No, actually, it's from Chip.

Great. Now I'm getting crap
from the lab monkeys.

Not for much longer.

I knew boss'd get me out of
here; what did he find?

Well, hopefully, the body
that goes with those legs.

What do you mean, "hopefully,"
probie.

Abby matched the legs
that you severed...

I didn't sever any legs!

Sorry, slip of the tongue.

Uh, the legs
you supposedly severed

DNA-matched to
a Carla Johnson, who...

you are not going
to believe this...

I'll believe it
if it gets me out of here.

She's alive.

With no legs.

No, no, she's got legs.

Okay, Tony.

Prison changes a man.

Tony, come on, man.

He's doing it to me again.

You have the right
to remain silent
That bastard DiNozzo set me up!

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

I never thought I'd say this:

But I am so happy
to see you, Fornell.

That makes one of us, DiNozzo.

Ha! Never got to do my Cool Hand
Luke impersonation, either.

What we got here

is a failure to communicate.

Never saw it.

Are you kidding me?
Only the greatest

chain gang movie
of all time.

Strother Martin is
the captain...

( playing harmonica )

Oh, uh, they're throwing a
little welcome back party

for agent DiNozzo upstairs.

Go, Chip, I'm not
finished here.

There is no way that Stewart
could pull this off by himself.
Why not?

Because I refuse to believe that
some alcoholic M.E.'s assistant

beat me at my own game.

Abby, don't you think
you're obsessing a little.

You know what I found in the
little fibers, Chippy?

Sodium, chloride, potassium
lactate, urea.

Sweat.

Exactly. Should be able to pull
DNA from that.

I also put a call into
Pemberton Medical Analysis--

the lab that fired Stewart.
He's probably after them, too.

What can I do to help?

Stay out of my way.

Didn't doubt you for a second,
boss.

Well, maybe one second.

No, don't thank me.
It was all Abby.

The poor girl hasn't slept since
this entire affair began.

TONY:
Where is she?

She's probably passed on by now.

The term is passed out.

Whatever. The girl is tired.

I got the court records
from Stewart's case

against Baltimore unsealed.

You're a little late, Jen.

Uh, I mean,
thank you, Director.

Mm, better, Jethro.

All I'm saying is that you might
want to warn the person

who actually made the mistake
that got Stewart fired.

( voice cuts out )

Hello? Hello?

Well, it looks like we lost
our connection, Abby.

It was you.

You worked at
Pemberton Medical Analysis.

Till I got fired.

You took this job just
to set up Tony.

Yep.

And I did a pretty good job
at it, didn't I? Didn't I?

You know, I thought a fair trade
would be taking down

those two idiots
who got me fired.

But you couldn't leave well
enough alone, could you?

Could you?

( laughing )

Jethro?

Abby!

( muffled yelling )

Now can I work alone?

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