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(elevator bell dings)

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Post up here
while I take care of business.

(shower water running)

Is that for me?

(groans)

(gasps)

Teek?

Is that you?

You got a decision
to make, Tara.

Do we walk out of here,

or do I have to carry you?

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DUCKY: African-American male
in his late 40s.

Despite his

distended features from
time under the water,

Chicago PD managed
to identify him

as one Tyler
Keith Owens.

They fished him out
of Lake Michigan, mm...

two days ago.
That is just hours

before Director Vance's
departure

with McGee and...

DUCKY:
Preliminary

cause of death believed to
be multiple gunshot wounds

to the chest and abdomen.

He was shipped here
by the Chicago M.E.

I've been asked to
perform the autopsy.

By Leon Vance.

His effects are
up with Abby.

Also at the request
of Leon Vance.

Leon Vance is working a case.

Come on. Come on.

Oh.

Come on-- this is ridiculous.

Ziva, have you seen my--

Probie, have you...

You are with each other...

in Chicago with Vance.

I'm not in Chicago.

Because I got to go to Arizona.

It has nothing to do
with my lack of prowess

on protective detail.

Excuse me!

Okay, listen up, everybody!

I need your full
attention here!

Lenny, Squiggy, Q-tip,

Q-Bert, Bungo Straits,

Vertical Bill--
can you hear me back there?

Oh, hi, Natalie.

Hi.

You look very nice today.

I have lost my wallet.

So, if you've seen it,
please return it to me.

There will be no judgment.

Maybe even a small reward.

(sighs)

Hi, boss.

I lost my...

You're gonna say "mind,"
or "marbles,"

but, uh, I lost my...

Job?

Have you heard from Ziva
or McGee?

(phone rings)
Oh, hold on.
DiNozzo.

Oh, hey, it's the prince
of darkness himself.

I'll be right
up there,

but Boss wants to talk
to you for a second.

(dial tone)
McGee...

He hung up.

He's, um, setting up
a videoconference

up in MTAC with,
with Vance.

Good. Let's go.

Well, he just said me,
but I think we can--

we can all go.

Where'd you hide my wallet?

What?

Hold on for the director.

DiNozzo, I got an assignment
for you.

We're transporting
a key witness to DC.

I want you to sit on her
till we get back.

Witness to what, Director?
We believe

she's got information relating
to the murder of a Marine.

Word gets out that we have her,
she could be in danger.

Witness's name is Tara Kole.

Her flight lands at National
in 40 minutes.

Gibbs.

Is that you I see lurking
in the background?

You're conducting
an investigation.

I understand you might feel
your toes being stepped on,

Agent Gibbs.

Me handing out assignments
to your team.

Not taking it personally.

Are you suggesting I am?

Are you?

May I have the room, please.

Both rooms.

Oh.

Come on.

Tyler Owens disappeared
more than a week ago.

And, yes, he was a friend.

Local authorities haven't been
able to generate a single lead.

Proximity to Great Lakes Reserve
Center help convince 'em

to cede jurisdiction?

Death of a Marine is
our jurisdiction.

Yeah, well, he looks
to be about 50.

What is he, a general?

Former Marine.

Is it going to be a problem

for you to sit this out,
Agent Gibbs?

It's your case.

Director.

ZIVA:
There was no sign of foul play
at his residence.

Tyler Owens was last
seen ten days ago

at his place
of business,

the South Side Gym.

That was Tony.
Again.

Is he looking for his wallet?

He keeps asking what we're doing
in the "Wine-dy" City.

It's "Windy."

It's not so bad.

What'd you tell him?
I told him we were
doing our job,

Director, and that he
should do the same.

(elevator bell dings)
Good.

Car?

Out front.

Destination?

Thinking I'll go
for a workout.

Abbs, what do you got?

I am not at liberty
to discuss the details

of Director Vance's case
with you.

And I would certainly hope that
you wouldn't try to bribe me.

I wouldn't do that.

Because I can't say a word

about the five slugs that Ducky
pulled out of Owens' body.

Not that there's a word to say,
'cause I don't even know

if these 40-cal
S-and-W's

are a match
to the weapon

that was found
in deceased's pocket.

Not that I would tell you
if they are.

I'm assuming that
your curiosity

is purely for
educational purposes.

After Ducky does
the autopsy,

we should be able to
calculate how long

the accumulated
postmortem gases took

to counteract
the weight

that kept Owens
submerged.

He was weighed down, huh?

With what?

(softly grunting)

Weights.

Mismatched set.

15 pounder, 20 pounder.

They were threaded
through the deceased's belt.

Well, it wasn't a mugging.

(sighs)
I need you to keep your...

education inquiries
more abstract, Gibbs.

I said that I wouldn't
say anything to you

and I'm not going to lie
to the director.

Owens carry a weapon?

Wow, these are amazing,

Gibbs.

I can't hear anything.

But, you know, feel
free to, um,

muse out loud
to yourself.

If this was my case,

I'd see if Owens
was registered.

I'd run a search.

Gibbs, you really need

to find something to do.

"Idle hands are the
Devil's plaything."

Just picture Mephistopheles
sitting on his

throne of fire,

playing with his
collection

of idle...

(muffled):
hands.

Sorry I couldn't help you,
Gibbs.

(men grunting)

Get your left up, Campbell!

You're dropping your left!

Your other left, son!

MAN: Man, it's
a damn shame.

Damn shame.
Coach Owens

was never really a contender,

but he was a
great teacher.

Tough as nails, drove you hard.

Man worked your
last nerve.

But there was a method
to his madness.

Brother pulled me

off the wrong path,
set me right.

So, uh, Owens was revered
by everyone?

MAN 2:
Within these walls,

he was the black Miyagi.

(men grunting)

ZIVA:
Not a full set.

You were counting?

The dumbbells.

You're missing a few.

We're lucky to have
what we got.

Keep movin' them feet,
Campbell!

(men grunting)

(groans)

Spit!

Lubricate the man.

Yo, Spit, hold
the bucket up.

So you can actually hit
something you're aiming at?

Thanks.

Let me see the towel.

I used to carry
the bucket myself.

For real?
Yeah.

Gotta start somewhere.

Climb the ladder.

You done pounding
on my boys, Leon?

I don't know, Ike,
you got anybody left?

What do you say, David?

Want to go a
few rounds?

I think that would violate
my primary assignment.

Only if you manage
to lay a glove on me.

Excuse me, darlin',

but this gym ain't coed.

Another time.

Just say when.

Spit.
Yeah?

Run, get us a sandwich.
You know what I like.

Okay.

Leon, let's talk.

Hey!
Huh?

Don't forget
your jacket.

I... I-I lost it.

Go borrow mine;
it's the one on the end.

Okay, thanks.

His probably got stolen.

Trying to teach the boy

to stand up for
himself.

Things that bad here, Ike?

Same old same old.

TONY:
Nice flight from Chicago,
Ms. Kole?

Uneventful.

Had enough excitement, though.

Being abducted by Leon.

Yeah.

Well, plane travel's not what
it used to be, is it?

Bet there wasn't
even a movie.

I'm a big fan of movies.

You don't have to make small
talk with me, Anthony,

if you're uncomfortable.

I'm not uncomfortable.

It just seemed like,
the way you said it,

that you had a relationship
with our new director,

and I said "new director,"
by the way, not "nude erector."

That's a homophone.

Unintentional, of course, but...

The director.

Oh, he was just a ball of fire
when I knew him.

No direction at all.

Well, I guess
we were all someone else then.

We?

Tyler. He was my brother.

Oh.

I didn't know that.
I'm sorry.

Thank you, Anthony.

You're very sweet.

My patron saint.

Actually,

St. Nicholas
is the patron saint of hoo...

St. Anthony's
who you turn to

when you've
lost something.

So, who does Anthony turn to
when he's lost something?

How do you know
I've lost something?

I may not know my saints, but
I definitely know my sinners.

I miss Tyler.

Seems like just the other day

you two coming
through that door.

Couple of string beans
fresh off the bus from Ohio.

That was his
idea, you know.

Oh, don't I know it.

Made sense he'd be the one
to stick in this business

while you went off.

That was his idea, too.

Always pushing me.

Mm-hmm.

'Cause when you're young,

it's all gas pedal
and no brakes.

Took a few false starts,
but you both learned patience.

Throw a quick
left-hand jab,

not meant to do any damage.

Just messing
with the other guy's vision.

Right cross,
brings the hands up.

Work the body
combinations

till that chin sticks out.

Bang! Sets up the uppercut.

Oh, but you can't rush
that haymaker.

Action...

reaction, action.

Ooh!

Tyler knew the art
of the knockout.

That's how I know he didn't just
jump into something out there.

Yeah.

I'm thinking
the same thing.

I figured you'd be back one day.

You ready for this title fight?

Talking about Joe Banks?

Is he still top dog?

Hadn't seen his face
in a long while

before he showed up
a couple weeks ago.

He got
a lot more cautious lately.

Yeah, Banks doesn't
use a cell phone.

He avoids electronic
communication.

Leaves no
trail behind.

Except slime.

He bought out a lot
of fighters over the years.

I think Banks got sick of Tyler
poaching the local talent.

That's what I think!

Well, you got to have
muscle to stay on top.

That would make
Tyler an obstacle.

You got the muscle
to chase down his ghost?

I'd rather lure him in.

Make him come to me.

Rope-a-dope.

What do you got that he wants?

You just spread the word.

Banks can find me in DC.

(elevator bell dings)

(elevator bell dings)

Our bloater
became a floater.

Yes. Whoever intended
our fellow here to rest

in his watery grave forever
didn't count

on the effects
of putrefaction.

You know what they say about
the best intentions, Doctor.

Road to hell
was paved with 'em.

Time of death?

Between four
and ten days ago.

A gas chromatography
of the fatty acids

should provide
a more exact timeframe.

Mr. Palmer, why don't
you enlist Abby's help

to finish those?

Yes, Doctor.

Well, what do you have there?

Background--
Tyler Keith Owens.

You're gonna get that girl
in trouble, Jethro.

Born Cincinnati, '63;
juvenile record in Ohio.

Illinois driver's
license, '81;

boxing license, '83.

Professional record
of 19 wins, 14 losses.

Ah, it's not too impressive.

Bit of a journeyman career.

Tax returns show he stayed
in Chicago since it ended.

Very thorough.

No.

Mm-mm. Something's missing.

No military record.

Ducky, if this guy
ever was a Marine,

Leon Vance is the only one
who thinks so.

If he's not...

then our director
has overstepped the bounds

of his authority.

The last time

you saw Tyler Owens was
at an exhibition bout

at the South Side Gym?

We were checking out
the fighters.

The "we" you are
referring to would be...?

I was escorted by Joe Banks.

Joe Banks.

That name sounds so familiar.

Well, your director seems
to think

he's a notorious crime boss.

Oh. Must be from
a movie, maybe.

Well.

What service do you perform
in the employ of Joe Banks?

I think you know.

I need you to be explicit.

The same as you do
for your boss.

Anything he asks.

Yeah. Well, my boss doesn't
really ask for things.

We're supposed to
figure it out on our own

before he gets really angry.

He gets very angry.

What happens
if you don't figure it out?

We get a smack to
the back of the head.

That hasn't happened
for a while, actually.

Maybe we're getting
better at our jobs.

Hmm. I know I am.

You know, Anthony,

I could help you
with your problem...

if you'd like.

My problem?

My job is to read men.

To know what they want,
and what they need.

And I...

(whispers):
see a man in need.

(door opening)

Hi, Ziva.

Hey, look, it's Ziva.

Ziva, Tara. Tara, Ziva.

We have met.

I am here to
relieve you.

Oh, well, then, uh,

I'm relieved.

You look it.

(Tony laughs)

(clears his throat)

(door hisses open)

(door hisses closed)

What's the word, Doctor?

Owens went down fighting.

I would hope so.

Powder burns
on his left palm indicates

that he was probably grabbing

the barrel of the gun when
the first shot was fired.

That's the one that grazed
his right shoulder there.

The next two rounds
went into his abdomen,

perforated his stomach
and lower intestine.

Probably put him on the ground.

But he was still alive.

The kill shots entered
his chest.

Damage to the heart
was catastrophic.

Death from that point
would be rapid.

This pattern of attack suggests
an untrained killer.

Yeah, it was sloppy.

My condolences, Director.

I understand this man was
an acquaintance of yours.

I hadn't seen him in some time.

But once, you were quite close?

Gibbs was here.

Mm-hmm.

What's his issue?

There is a lack
of recorded evidence

that Owens was ever a Marine.

You can't believe everything
you read on a piece of paper.

I don't know, Abby, the
levels in the fatty acid...

Miss Sciuto.
Oh.

Director Vance.

Welcome back.
Has Gibbs been here?

Now that you mention it,
I do detect

the lingering aroma of Old Spice

and sawdust.

But that could
just be from...

Uh, we used ethanol
and benzophenone

in our analysis.

That would explain
the Old Spice.

And the sawdust?

ABBY:
I...

am taking up woodworking.

Really?

ABBY:
I'm gonna

build a coffin.
She is.

Did you get any actual
work done, or just woodwork?

Tyler Owens was killed
11 days ago.

That's fight night
at the South Side Gym.

It's the last time
Joe Banks was seen.

Well, the striations
on the slugs

match the gun disposed of
along with Owens.

It was reported stolen in a
burglary in Chicago last year.

Street piece.

I wasn't able to get prints

off the dumbbell or the gun.

Water covers up
a lot of mistakes.

This guy might have
gotten really lucky.

Well, not too lucky.

He pulled us into it.

Did you get any organic material
from his hands?

I did, but it's not human.

It's a...

It's a bird feather.

There was some stuck
in his belt buckle, as well.

Maybe it got lodged
when he was in the water?

It's not likely he
was shot by a bird.

Is there anything else you need
to tell me?
Um, no sir.

That's everything, and I've been
completely candid with you, sir.

(sighs)

Great.

Now I have to build
a freakin' coffin.

TARA:
Ah, he's a good-looking guy.

You two serious?

He does not live here.

He travels a lot.

Long-distance relationships
are impossible.

Relationship?

I do not know.

Maybe you should be looking

for something
a little closer to home.

(door opening)

Director.

(door closes)

I trust my people are
treating you all right?

You don't have to go through
all this trouble to protect me.

It's a long drive from Chicago,

but he will come for you.

You're counting on it,
aren't you?

I'm not here
for protection at all.

I'm the bait.

I'm sorry about Tyler.

I'm sorry I wasn't there.

Only half of that is true.

You cut both of us
out of your life.

I miss him...

Not like I do.

But he's gone.

You can't undo that.

Would I have even seen you again
if your hand wasn't forced?

This is your worst fears
come to light.

You think I'm scared of Banks?

That is not
what I'm talking about,

and you know it.

You're scared of yourself,

and pinning
a body on Joe

is not going to make it go away.

He had nothing to do
with Tyler's death.

I know him.

If that were true, you would
have quit him years ago.

Take Ms. Kole
to the southeast safe house.

Set up a rotation
with McGee and DiNozzo.

I'm going to want somebody
with her at all times.

Yes, sir.

Where will you be?

My wife will kill me
if I'm late for dinner.

Hey!

Daddy's home!

Is this the Vance residence?
(giggling)

Oh, it must be.
(laughs)

JARED:
I missed you, Dad.

Hey, Jared.

What did you
bring us?

Oh, that's it,
huh, Kayla-- you just

get right to it, huh? Why don't
you give me a hug first?

Hey, you.
Oh, I missed you.
Me, too.

Now, you know your
father wouldn't

have gone to Chicago without
bringing back some...

(Kayla giggling)
Frango mints.

What about me?
What about you?

You didn't think I'd forget
about you, did you?

These...

are very old...
Ah.

and they're very special to me.

Wow.

Cool.

(sniffs)

Ew, they smell.

That's from hard work.

Hard work stinks.

Yes, it does.

Mmm, mine smell good.

No, no,
not till after we eat.

Now, you two go wash up.

Give me the mints.
JARED:
Thanks, Daddy.

KAYLA:
Come on... let's go wash
our hands, Jared.

(grunts)

So, I did good?

You did.

What, not great?

Why didn't you tell me
you had a friend coming by?

I have a policy against
bringing work home with me.

Well, that's your policy, Leon.

You disobeyed me.

You've been hijacking my case.

Aggressive choice of words.

Aggressive actions.

Demand an explanation.

Your predecessor used that seat
for a personal agenda.

Dangerous.

And you're not about
to let that happen again.

No.

Anything in my history
to suggest I would?

I don't know enough
about your history.

Where did that come from?

The CIA.

You got that big an axe
to grind with me?

Assume the dead man
was a Marine.

He was.

And your friend.
Was that, too.

Still doesn't explain why you
wouldn't want me on the case.

You think you can do
a better job than me?

I think it's my job
and not yours.

You're right...
seems neither of us

are doing
what we're supposed to.

Who is he to you?

You haven't opened it.

Situation was reversed.

You did me the courtesy
of asking.

So you're asking my permission?

Are you prepared
for me to say no?

It's your call.

Leon?

You know I
don't like it

when you chew on
those things.

Gibbs, you're staying
for dinner.

JACKIE:
I was a freshman

at the University
of Maryland, and Leon

was at the Navy War College
in Newport, Rhode Island.

You never told him?

Never had the occasion to.

JACKIE:
You know he graduated

Annapolis, right?

But he had
to resign

his commission
in the Marine Corps?

GIBBS: That's funny;
I used to think

I could spot a Marine.

I didn't get to serve.

JACKIE:
Second lieutenant,
but he took

a medical discharge
'cause he detached the retina

in his right eye from boxing,
so he's going to teach Jared

to be careful
with those things, right?

Oh, yeah...
yeah, I'll teach him.

He studied all the time,
except for this one night

he just had to see
a Terrapins game

because he couldn't miss...

BOTH:
Len Bias.

The best basketball player
ever to come out of Maryland.

Until Carmelo Anthony.

Carmelo was the number three
pick in the draft.

Lenny Bias was the number two,

and he would have
even been better

if he hadn't died
two days after the draft.

From...?
KIDS:
Drugs.

And how many times
did he do drugs?

BOTH:
Once.

Bias put up 36 points
that night.

Okay, now, everybody
in the student section

was just going crazy,
right, just jumping up and down.

There's finally
a time-out,

and we all... you know,

just kind of start
taking our seats.

Right?

Except for this one guy

who's kind of just
standing there

staring at me.

Right?
Mm-hmm.

With that baby face.

Oh, gross.

VANCE:
That's how we met.

Wash, dry-- come on.

(kids sigh)
In the kitchen.

All right, guys.

KAYLA:
But I washed
last time.

JARED:
No, I washed
last time.

JARED:
It's my turn to dry.
JACKIE: Let's go.

How is that
for a history lesson?

(wry laugh)

ZIVA (over radio):
Okay, Tony, clear to approach.

I'm on the street.

TARA:
Door-to-door service.

Well, check and make sure you

didn't leave anything
back there.

What's this?

Tony, I think she found...
My wallet.

Can you prove
that it's yours?
Well, yeah.

If you open it up,
you're going to see

my big, fat smiling head
on the driver's license.

Oh, there seems
to be something else here.

You're making

a circular crease
in the leather.

That would probably be a...
I think she knows
what that is.

Now, why don't you
want me to see it?

Could it be
that it's

nearing its expiration date?

She doesn't
know anything.

Get out of the car.

ZIVA:
Get behind me.

Why, what is it?
Town car.

Inside.

Let's go.

Ziva's radar is
acutely tuned.

Yeah, she doesn't miss a thing.

Nice family, Leon.

Kids want to rescue a pit bull
from a shelter.

Can you imagine?

Come home to your new house

and find this wild dog
has ripped up

your stuff and dumped
all over your place

while your back was turned?

I think pit bulls
get a bad rap.

Is that right?

Yeah.

They're affectionate.

They're smart, loyal.

Keep you safe.

Treat 'em right.

Don't lie to 'em.

Who would lie to a dog?

Owens was a Marine.

I'm sure there's a reason
why there's no record of it.

I don't need to know it.

You hold on to it.

You keep me honest.

Don't know if it's necessary.

I ever need to know anything...

Yeah, I know,
you'll ask my wife.

Uh-huh.

(engine starting)

MCGEE:
That Ms. Kole sure has
a one-track mind.

Sure wish her boss
would come get her.

TONY:
The elusive Joe Banks.

You think
that's Vance's plan?

I don't know--
what do you think?

They pull a knife,
you pull a gun.

(imitating Sean Connery):
They send one of yours
to the hospital,

you send one of theirs
to the morgue.

That's the Chicago way.

It's Connery.

Untouchables.

BANKS:
Excuse me.

I was told I could find
Tara Kole here.

Are you Joe Banks?

Wait.

Say that again, but
more like Abe Vigoda.

Joe Banks,
Tom Hanks.

Joe Versus
the Volcano.

Which is the
story of a guy

who is hired
to go and jump

into a volcano because
he's got a brain cloud.

Is that what
you got, DiNozzo?

Maybe from repeated head trauma.

McGee, get Mr. Banks settled.

TONY:
John Patrick Shanley,

who wrote and directed
Joe Versus the Volcano,

won an Academy Award
for Moonstruck.

He also wrote and directed
the movie Doubt,

which came out recently--
it was pretty good--

but in the middle there,

clearly, there was
a goofy phase.

(grunts)

I forgot what that feels like.

It's been
a while since...

I know.

Physical contact.

I... know.

You know?

You know.

Any advice?

(grunts)

Snap out of it.

I have no response to that.

I wasn't invited here,
as it were.

This is an interrogation room.

You've seen your share.

BANKS:
And not the worst.

Not the best.

Well, you know who I am.

Am I supposed to know
who you are?

Name's Leon Vance.

Fancy footwork.

Wicked right cross.

I never forget a fighter.

You could have been big-time.

I am.

A lot bigger than you
have tried to take me down.

Sit down.

(slaps folder onto table)

Tried to retire,

but they don't let you
out the game so easy

when you still hold the belt.

Don't I know it.

Tyler Owens.

Was sorry to hear about that.

How did it happen?

How did it happen?

Bodies don't drop
without your say-so.

He's not who we think he is.

What do you mean?

His worst days are behind him.

VANCE:
1994.

Second-degree murder,
not guilty.

Aiding and
abetting, 1996.

Not guilty.

RICO,

2000: mistrial.

You are everything Tyler hated.

Pusher.

Fight fixer.

Murderer.

Man you're talking about sounds
like somebody to be feared.

That's how you keep
your people quiet.

I'm gonna let 'em know
they can talk now.

People?

You mean Tara?

She'll never say a word
against me.

She will, once she knows

she doesn't have
to be afraid of you.

She's never had a reason
to be afraid of me.

Why wouldn't
she incriminate you then?

Let me tell you
something, partner.

First of all,
you're way off base.

Second of all,
there are laws protecting her

against saying things like that.

Protecting both of us.

He's your husband?!
(anxious laugh)

That's what
I wanted to see.

What?

That's what it looks like
when you know you're wrong.

I wanted to see
if you even knew.

How do you marry
a man like that?

Joe's changed.

You expect me to buy that?
He hasn't been

hiding
from prosecution.

He's out of the game.
He's a good man

who doesn't want
to become a target

for some punk
to make a name off of.

You calling me a punk?

I'm trying to get justice.

You're lost,
I can see it.

What happened to Tyler?

I don't know.

What do you think?

Tyler was family.

It's a shot at Joe
as much as anything else.

(sighs)

Joe and I fell in love.

It happens.

(sighs)

He lost his hunger.

He found something else.

When a man that
powerful loses a step,

there's always somebody

right behind him,
waiting to take over.

That's right.

When you're in charge,

you always got
to watch your back.

Sad truth.

Sometimes, you just can't
protect the people you love.

Blood on concrete?

Chicago PD thinks
this might be the crime scene.

It's a couple blocks
from the South Side Gym,

en route
to Tyler Owens' residence.

He never
made it home.

What about Joe Banks?

Tara says they spoke that
night, but that was all.

Director Vance let him go.

Still holding her.

Big boss was wrong.

So far. But...

you can't make an omelet
without breaking some legs.

You're never making me
breakfast.

That is
the truth.

It's supposed to be "eggs."

Cook them yourself.

DUCKY:
Did you resolve things

with Director Vance?

Well, we made
a breakthrough.

He let you in?

We had dinner.

That does tend
to alter a relationship.

It's been far too long
since you and I had dinner.

I'll tell you what, Duck.

You do me a favor, I'll buy.

Name it.

I need you to
reexamine this body.

Something specific
you want me to look for?

Evidence of surgery.

(door opens)

I checked in
with a friend on Vice.

Banks has divested himself
from his entire enterprise.

You got a lot of
friends in Chicago.

Tyler was more
than a friend.

That's the man
that taught me the difference

between surviving
and really living.

He was my hero.

You're not giving up.

In 30 years,

the national rate
for solving murders dropped

from 80 to 60%.

You know why that is?

Murder got less personal.

Drive-bys, drug
crimes, turf wars.

I owe Tyler my life;
there's no way I'm giving up.

He might've been
a hero to you.

Owens was still just a man.

Motive could be simple.

So what did he have that
was worth getting killed over?

Just a name.

Wasn't involved in drugs.

Killer didn't take his money
or his shoes or his...

His coat.

Nice heavy leather coat.

VANCE:
Duck down.
Don't throw anything.

I didn't mean to say anything
to Gibbs; I'm really sorry.

Oh.

Hey, Gibbs.

Ms. Sciuto, I don't care
what you told him,

as long as you tell me that
those feathers were duck down--

the ones that were discovered
on Owens' body.

Hungarian goose,
to be specific,

probably used as some
sort of filler in...

An inexpensive winter coat.

Wasn't stolen.

Kid got rid of it
because it was covered

in blood.

Good work, Abbs.

Too much work.

Don't ever put me in
that position again.

Okay, I won't.

Oh, but I will help you with
your project here, if you want.

It's a coffin,
not a boat.

(phone ringing)

ISAAC:
All right, I'm coming,

I'm coming.

Damn it, Spit.

VANCE:
Hey, Ike.
Yeah...

It's Leon.
Hold on a minute.

Ike?

Ike, it's Leon.

Can you hear me?

Oh, no.

Spit.

GIBBS:
You figured it out?

VANCE:
Too late.

This kid Spit
started bragging about it.

How he took down the champ.

A couple of fighters took
justice into their own hands.

He'll live?

It's too soon to tell.

Tyler had a
philosophy--

you had to earn your
way into the ring.

He didn't want this
next generation to make

the same mistakes he did.

This kid didn't see it that way.

Got tired of working
for his respect.

Thought he could take it
with a gun.

Kid thought nobody noticed him.

Tyler was just standing
between him being invisible

and everybody knowing who he is.

I'm headed back to Chicago.

I'm gonna take Tyler home
for a memorial service.

Is there anything you need
before I go?

Nothing that can't wait.

ZIVA:
You're driving all the way back

to Chicago?

Oh, it's not so bad.

Joe's good company.

I'll escort Ms. Kole out.

Okay.

I need to
speak to you.

(switch clicks)

For some reason, you can see
right through my disguise.

How bad's the dry spell?
Saharan.

Never been a problem before?
You kidding me?

Not since Lisa
Mullen taught me

to play doctor in
the second grade.

What's changed?

Real doctor, real love,
real bad breakup.

Messed you up
pretty bad, huh?

Kicked off a
slump with women

that's unprecedented
in my adult life.

I've tried everything.

I mean, I... I'm
dating constantly,

but I-I can't seem
to get it right.

I'm not closing
the deal, you know?

Like there's a
saboteur in my head.

I'm making every
rookie mistake.

I'm talking about myself
too much at dinner.

I mean, I'm talking
about my ex,

I'm talking about
my feelings, I...

I scare 'em off.

Crying?

(scoffs)

DiNozzo men don't cry.

You'd be surprised
how many of my clients

just want a shoulder
to cry on.

Opening up...
is the first step.

Let's skip to
the last step.

(chuckles)

That's easy.

Pick the right woman.

(elevator bell dings)

Everything okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, it's fine.

(elevator bell dings)

It's a... a struggle...

to become the man
that you want to be.

It's harder than you want,

it's longer than you want,

and it takes more
out of you than...

...than you expect
that it should.

Silicon band
around his right eyeball.

Ocular surgery.

No doubt to repair
a detached retina.

What has this
to do with his death?

Nothing.

VANCE:
I don't know if Tyler became

the man that he wanted to be,

but I do know he wanted

to be the man
that he ultimately became.

He was a leader,
he was a teacher,

and he taught those hard lessons
to so many of us here.

He helped us to see
that it might be possible.

To be someone else.

To be better
than you might have dreamed.

Our dreams got bigger

because he told us
that it was possible.

I hope his legacy lives on
in each of us.

For every life that was touched
by his generosity.

I know that Tyler Owens
will live on in me.

Thank you.

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