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If you're going to go
on the attack,

you have to be prepared
for a proportionate response.

There are times when restraint

is a far better option
than engaging the enemy.

Dad.

I know your mom can be a
challenge to deal with, honey.

I heard that, Mike.

Bye, Daddy.

Miss you.

Bye, sweetie.

I miss you, too.

What do you know?

We finally have a moment...

alone.

[sighs]

[video game gunfire
playing] over TV

[groans]

Noah!

What did your father say to you
not two minutes ago?

[video game gunfire
playing over TV]

Go and clean
your room.

Fine.

If the prince won't do it
unless the king is home,

the evil queen will.

No, wait!You know what?

Noah, we cannot
go through this

every time
your father deploys.Stop! No!

I'll do it.You're 12 years old.

Should not have
to do this for you.

You should be able to do this
sort of thing for yourself.

No!

I said I'll do it.

What are you hiding in here?

Nothing-- it's just my stuff.

It... it's just Pokémon cards.

Really?

And what
special powers

does Miss February have?

It's Eddie Kemp's.

He wants it back.

[sighs]

Honey, real women
do not look this way.

They airbrush out
every single pimple

and scar and anything else

that they don't
want you to see.Yeah, okay.

ZIVA:
I do not know, Tony.

It is a miracle
of science.

It is.

I mean, it's the
weirdest thing.

Why doesn't the glue stick
to the inside of the bottle?

You must know this.

McGeek, why?

Not now.If not now, when?

Two minutes, 29 seconds.

What are you up to,

McSneaky?

Oh.

Robert Forgan hickory-shafted
hand-forged irons.

Aren't those the same clubs
that Ducky has?

Had.

I borrowed them

and accidentally
backed over them

with a golf cart
before I made it

to the first tee.[groans]

Did you tell Ducky?

Are you kidding?

He told Ducky,
he'd end up on one

of his autopsy tables.

I am going
to tell Ducky

once I successfully win
a replacement set.

Perhaps if you
just explained...

That you destroyed a set

of handmade clubs
given to Ducky

by some Scottish nobleman?

Yeah.

Good luck
with that.

Guys, I am in the crucial
final moments

of this auction,
so if you don't mind, please...

Oh, sorry.Of course.

Sure.
Yeah.

Aren't you supposed
to make a bid?

You don't place your bid
until the very last moment

so that no one has a chance
to outbid you.

It is called sniping

and...

TONY:
You didn't win.

I've been out-sniped.

ZIVA:
Speaking of
snipers,

has anyone seen Gibbs?

Gear up.

You're not Gibbs.

There was a gun found
in navy base housing.

Abby, that doesn't warrant
a team call-out.

A] There
are thousands

of guns on a
navy base...

And B] you're not Gibbs.

Okay, what if I told you

that the base MPs
gave me the gun to test?

Doesn't warrant
a team call-out.

And the gun was found
under a kid's bed,

and it was loaded.

Still does
not warrant
a call-out.

[groans]

And it was recently fired.

ALL:
It's not a call-out.

You heard the lady-- gear up.

They only listen to
their master, Gibbs.

Only you can
crack the whip.

Only you can drink
this swill.

It's just a gun
on a navy base, boss.

GIBBS:
There's brain matter

on the barrel, DiNozzo.

Somebody shot someone
in the head with that weapon.

You left that part out, Abby.

That's right, people.

Mush.

Hi.

NCIS-- Special Agent Gibbs.

Mrs. Taffet?

Yes.
We need to talk

to your son, Noah,
about the gun he found.

Yes, of course.

Come...

come on in.

Excuse me.

Home by 11:00.

That's not what Dad
and I agreed to.

In case you
haven't noticed,

there has been
a regime change.

Next time, I'mgoing to Iraq.

So, where did you
find the gun, Noah?

I found it at
the playground.

ZIVA:
Just lying there?

On the ground?

In the storm drain.

Why did you take it?

Because he's obsessed with guns.

I'm not obsessed with guns.

It's all he and his friends
talk about: M4s

and Tech-9s
and AK-47s.

Sorry.

Why did you take the gun?

I guess...

I thought it was cool.

Would you still think
it was cool

if I told you this gun
was used to kill somebody?

TONY:
Naked girls and guns.

That's what childhood
dreams are made of.

Guessing we experienced
very different childhoods.

You're going to tell me
that little Timmy

never had a magazine
with pictures of girls?

Little Timmy never had a
magazine with pictures of girls.

Pictures of boys?

As a matter of fact, yes.

It was called Scouting Life.

[chuckling]
I suppose you had

a subscription to Playpen
by age 12?

Ten.

We all chipped in.

Playpenwas practically
required reading

back in boarding school.

You know what my father
would've done to me

if he found this in my room?

Stolen it back?

Slap me on the side
of the head with it.

That sounds
vaguely familiar.

GIBBS:
McGee,

DiNozzo.

Come on.

[grunting]

You sure this is where
you found the gun?

Yeah.

It was right
in there.

Do you remember which way
the barrel was pointing?

[sighs]

That way.

He's a good boy, Agent Gibbs.

He just wants so badly
to be grown up.

Yeah.

Well, it's always hard
when their dads deploy.

It wasn't that easy
before Mike deployed.

I've got one entering puberty

and another entering the house

at 5:00 in the morning.

These friends
of Noah's?

Yeah, that's

Zane Wilson and
Travis Buckley.

They're Noah's
best friends.

Excuse me a second.

Hey, guys... Travis.

Zane.

You got a minute?

So, Zane, your dad
deployed, too?

He talk to you
about telling the truth?

Is this where Noah
found the gun?

He didn't find it.

Travis did.

Is this an official
interrogation?

McGEE:
No.

'Cause if it is,
I should have a lawyer present.

Why, you do something
wrong, Travis?

That's called entrapment.

Says who?

My mom.

She's a lawyer.

Your friends
ever show you the gun?

No.
Never told
you about it?
Nuh-uh.

Never showed you the bullets
in the magazine?

It didn't have a magazine.

Oh...

TONY:
So, you see,
the thing is, Noah,

that our lab
found this sediment

inside the barrel
of the gun,

but it doesn't match
the sandy residue

that, uh...

that we found
inside the storm drain.

Guess somebody must
have moved it.

[laughing]:
Yeah.

Yeah, I guess so.

Travis?

Maybe.

Zane?

I don't know.

Maybe you?

So, where was the gun
really found?

Zane,

where did Travis find the gun?

[sniffles]

Next to the dead body.

ZIVA:
This reminds me of the forests

I used to have fun in
as a child.

TONY:
Find that hard to believe.

ZIVA:
What, that Israel
had forests?

No, that you had
fun as a child.

[chuckles] Oh, sure.

My father used
to blindfold us

and take us into
the middle of the forest,

and then we had to find
our way out by ourselves.

I stand corrected.

I thought it
was around here.

This is where
you found the body?

Yeah, but...

It looks different
with all the grass.

How many of you boys
are Scouts?

No Scouts?

Anyone remember
the position of the sun?

Landmarks?

Streams?

Fallen trees?

Unusual-looking rocks?

Oh, yeah, it was right next
to that tree

that Travis said looked
like a naked woman.

TRAVIS:
I did not.
Did so.

Did not.You totally
did, Trav.

I didn't say naked.Hey, guys,
we're not going

to spend the night
dodging trains

and pulling leeches
out of our underwear.

Got me?

Stand by Me.

Little movie reference.

Kiefer's best work.

All right, you guys
can rent that movie

after you show us
where you found the body.

Their moms are
on the way.
GIBBS:
Thanks.

Their moms are going to
help us find the body?

They're not coming
to help them find the body.

They're coming to be
with them when they do.

Oh, right.

[phone ringing]

[phone beeps on]

Yeah, Abbs?

I got something on the gun.Be right there.

Ziva, you're with me.

Lucky you.

DiNozzo, you're
in charge.

Find the body.

Lucky me.

Okay.

Boys, focus.

Show us
where you found the body.

We didn't keep
the gun now.

You were the one
who told them about the body.

What was I
supposed to do, lie?

Yes.

WOMAN:
I can't believe this.

TONY:
McGee, do you have any idea
what world of pain

these kids will be in
when their dads get home?

You ever see
The Great Santini?

Don't need to see it.
I lived it.

Oh, yeah,
I forgot old man McGee was navy,

wasn't he?That's right.

Yeah, this was my childhood.

I was just like these kids.

Which one were you?

The skinny one, the quiet one
or the one with the hot mom?

Boys!

Oh, hey!

I've been running the DNA from
the brain matter on the gun.

No matches yet.

As a matter fact,
I don't have any

test results back yet.

I didn't say
I didn't have anything.

This gun was used to commit...

Murder.

Yeah, I already know that, Abbs.

Do you know who was shot?

I can do better than that.

I can tell you
who fired the weapon.

Ooh. Wrong window.

McGee has me babysitting
his auctions.

Okay.

Victim. Leonard Caswell.

Postal worker.

He was shot at point-blank
range by Robert Perry.

His neighbor.

It's kind of funny.
Non postal worker

going postal on a postal worker?

Not funny like ha-ha funny,
but funny like

comically, absurdly,
amusing funny.

Like ironic.

Comedy is-is very subjective.

That is a four-year-old case,
Abby.

You said the weapon
was recently used.

It was.

It just picked up some
experience before that.

Four years ago,

the gun was introduced
as evidence

in Robert Perry's murder trial.
It was the murder weapon.

Somehow the gun got out
of evidence

and into the hands
of a 12-year-old.

Who held the evidence?

We did.

It was an NCIS case.

McGEE:
You know, Noah, I got
my first merit badge

when I was about your age.

Oh, yeah?Yeah, do a lot of very
cool stuff as a scout.

Camping,

tracking--

even get to wear
a special uniform.

Uh, you trying to talk him
into or out of it, McGee?

Hey, you poke fun
all you want, Tony.

Scouting teaches
you skills.

For example,
did you kids know

that when something dies
in the woods, it affects

animal behavior?

That's right.

Mountain lions,
for example,

kick up piles of pine needles
to mark their find.

Bears...

will leave their bite marks
on trees.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold on.What do you got there,

McRanger Rick?

Some animals mark
their territory

by regurgitating their food.

That's where Zane barfed
when we found the body.

And there's Travis's
naked woman!

Where?

This way, over here!

That's where
the body is!

TRAVIS'S MOM:
Travis, be careful!

The body's right over here.

It-It... it washere.

Is anything where
you say it is?

Seven Years in Tibet,

and we got nothing.

I wouldn't say nothing.

TRAVIS:
What is it?

Maggots.

TRAVIS:
Ew!

Ugh!

Looks like piece of an ear.

Holy Blue Velvet,McGee.

There was definitely
a body here.

Where's the rest of it?

Crime scene's about a quarter
mile from the playground.

Only sign of a victim
we got is, uh... an ear.

The boys?Sent them home.

Daniel McBoone's doing
his best tracker thing,

but I think we should send
in the cadaver dogs.Your call.

You just find the body, DiNozzo.

All right.

Body was dragged,

then vanished.

Tire tracks.

Body didn't vanish,
it was wheeled away.

Tread's pretty narrow.

Kind of waffle-y.

Ziva gets to go home.

We're stuck

out here with the maggots.

[flies buzzing]I love the outdoors.

I checked our evidence log,

pulled the NCIS file
on the murder case.

Agent Cassidy's case.

The killer, Robert Perry,

worked for the navy.

He stole the gun
from its legal owner,

then used it to
commit murder.

After the trial

was over and appeals
were exhausted...

Gun was returned
to its original owner.

Yes.

To this man,

Peter Draper,

who claims that his wife
did not want him to keep a gun

associated with murder,

and so he sold it
to a pawnshop.

It didn't stay there long.

I finished running ballistics
on the gun.

I matched it to two other crimes
in the last two months.

The gun was fired both times.

Pawnshop owner sold the gun.

Or pawnshop held up
two convenience stores.

Unlikely.

Ziva, pull case files

from Norfolk P.D.

Find out who bought that gun.

[snickering]

You heard her.

I could get used to this.

Don't.

I thought Scouts helped
little old ladies

and sold cookies.

I didn't know
they trained you

to track dead bodies.

You learn to read changes
to the terrain, Tony.

Oh, God.

Lost the trail on the asphalt.

Oh, really.

Admit defeat, McGee.

I'm going to call
1-800-CADAVER-DOG.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

McGEE:
Bird feces.

Birds circling.

You think there's a connection?

Buzzards.

Body's not far.

It's probably within
about 300 yards.

Tony, we're going
to find our body.

I can feel it.

I can smell it.

I can see it.

[sighs]

All right,
you know what?

Call the dogs.

Call the trackers.

Call whoever you want.

I'm calling
the Rescue Response Team.

No one needs rescuing.

Well, how else are we going
to get that dead body up

from down there?

You need to be more observant,
McGee.

[sighs]

Did you see The Lion King?

Mother loved it.

It's not Mozart or Verdi,

but it does have a certain charm
nonetheless.

And you, dear boy,
are a prime example

as to why the story resonated
with me.

The circle of life.

Hmm?

Well, in your death,
you fed several animals.

Yes, I think it's safe to say

that you made a mammal
or two quite happy.

And a whole lot of
others miserable.

Dylan Bates. 19.

Criminal record,

whole laundry list of complaints
filed against him.

Made a lot of enemies
in 19 years.

Including himself.

Based upon the abuse

he inflicted upon his own body.

Vasoconstriction, precancerous
spots on his lungs,

scar tissue
at the antecubital fossa.

The tox screen will give us

specifics, but I think
it's safe to say

that whatever his chosen

poisons were, he was
smoking, drinking,

and shooting to excess.

Not what killed him.

No. His attempt

to abuse himself to death
was interrupted

by a single gunshot to the head.

.38-caliber.

Consistent with the revolver

that your young lad found.

Abby has the bullet.

She also has

the maggot larvae
that McGee found

at the crime scene.Time of death?

Taking a liver temp was
out of the question.

Uh, too much time.Well, not enough liver.

I suspect coyotes.

You know, when I was a child,
I used to love liver.

Mother would cook the liver
of almost anything...

Duck...
Well, that was
her favorite.

I preferred calves' liver.

You know, alla Veneziana
with the onions...

Time of death.Time of death.

Time of death. Oh.

Uh, two, possibly
three weeks.

He was exposed to the elements
and animals too long

to determine a more
precise time of death.

I-I'll be able
to narrow it

down to within
a 24-hour period

when the larvae hatch

into flies.

[sighs]

[sighs] Aren't they just

the cutest little things?

That's Bob, that's Norman,
that's George.

The wiggly one over here,
he's Butch.

And that is Charlie,

and Xavier.

They all boys?

Let's hope so.

Little girls can
be such a pain.

Well, so can
the big ones.

Hmm.

I have more bugs
from McGee, Gibbs.

You want to meet the beetles?

I am more interested
in the slugs.

Like the one Ducky pulled
from Dylan Bates?

I haven't run the ballistics
yet, Gibbs.

I'm starting it now.

I've tested a lot of guns.

But there's something
wicked about this one.

It's like-- it's like
possessed or something.

Is something
on fire?
No, I'm just burning

sage to take the
hex off the gun.

It's got some bad mojo.

And I want to get rid of it
before the babies are born.

[sighs]

It's an evil gun, Gibbs.

This gun...

kills people.Abbs.

I know what you're
going to say.

Guns don't kill people,
people kill people.

But this gun...

it kills people.

[gun fires]

I can find an H-waffle
double zigzag waffle;

I can find a double zigzag
H-waffle double zigzag,

but not a zigzag double

H-waffle zigzag.

I see a fish riding a unicorn.

Even worse,

it's got a tread like a mini-ATV
but a wheelbase

like a hand truck.

TONY:
Ah!

Still trying
to get those clubs,

huh?

Yeah, well, every time I'm about

to close in on a set,

GIBBS:
McGee.
I end up getting
interrupted.

Ah, matching up tire impressions
from the crime scene, boss.

Ziva, tough time
at the pawnshop?

I hit a stone wall.

Brick wall.

No, it was a stone wall.

I backed up too quickly.

I found the record
of the sale.

The gun was sold to a
man by the name of...

Eddie Felson.

Fast Eddie Felson?

You know him?

[sputters]

Well, yeah.

Former pool
player forced

into retirement
by gangsters.

He was a con man,
he was a boozer.

McGEE:
He was a character

Paul Newman played
in The Hustler.

And his hair was perfect.

ZIVA:
Apparently, the gun

was, um, bought by
using a false identity.

Case files, Norfolk P.D.?

Two unsolved robberies.

Five suspects.

One, duo, tres, cuatro...

Uh, five.

Name does not match
any of our suspects.

No, but the face does.

Morning, Ronald. Ronnie.

Ron. Fast Eddie.

Recognize this bad boy?

ZIVA:
You should.

You bought it,
then you used it

once at a Kwik Stop,
then again at an E-Z Mart.

Slugs you left
as souvenirs match the gun.

Case loads must be light.

I didn't think you guys bothered
with small-time crooks.

Only when
they become big-time murderers.

We found a slug
from that same gun

in Dylan Bates.

Ah.

Finally got what he deserved.

Wasn't me.

ZIVA:
You knew him?
You couldn't

drive through Norfolk
without knowing Dylan Bates.

The guy was like a one-man
menace to society.

He menace you?

He stole my car
and my girlfriend.

Wow. Nice car?

That gives you a motive,

and a murder weapon.

I wouldn't waste a bullet
on Bates.

Okay, why don't you
save it for the jury?

I'm sure they'll be just
as moved by your touching story

as we were.

Wait.

[door slams]

[Ronald sighs]

I hit those convenience stores,
okay?

But I'm not going down for some
murder that I didn't commit.

And we should believe you
because...?

[sighs]

Because I ditched the gun
a month ago.

Where?

A Dumpster

behind a Safeway
on-on West Franklin.

TONY:
Hold on.

There's our Fast Eddie.

Dates and time match up

with when he claims to
have ditched the gun.

He may be tossing it
right there.

Keep going.

Whoa! Hold on.

Something got his attention.

Zoom it in.

[computer whirring]

TONY:
Let's see what
Chicken Man's up to.

Find Joey.

[Mozart's Concerto for Flute
and Harp in C Major playing]

Abbs? Music?

I know.

I can barely stand it.

I can't focus, it's affecting
my cognitive function,

I'm getting agitated.

It's not for me,
it's for them.

Playing classical music

for babies is supposed
to increase

their spatio-temporal reasoning
and increase intelligence.

[sighs]

If I keep listening to this,

I'm going to turn
into a psycho killer.

[classical music stops,
techno-pop begins]

[sighs contentedly]

Abbs? Our killer?

The slug that Ducky pulled
from Dylan Bates' body

matches the gun, but...

the brain matter
on the tip of the gun

does not match Bates.

Which means...

There's a second victim.

Gibbs,

that gun-- it's bad news.

We've got a second victim.

DNA on the gun
didn't match Bates.

McGEE:
And I'll contact
local LEOs.

Maybe they already found
our missing murder victim.

We talked to the manager
at the Chirping Chicken.

TONY:
He wouldn't divulge
the secret recipe,

but he did identify
our Dumpster-diver.

Joseph K. Ellis,

aka Joey.

ZIVA:
Hasn't show up for work

for two weeks.

McGee.

McGEE:
Joseph K. Ellis.

Navy brat. Spent the
majority of his childhood

at Norfolk.

Recently tried to enlist
in the navy himself,

but was denied.

And here's why.

Criminal record.

McGEE:
Charged with
armed robbery

as a juvenile.

And he had an accomplice.

Dylan Bates.

Our neighborhood bully.

Our bad penny.

Bring in Ellis.

That's it!

Guys, I have...

...got a match.

So, what, McGee?

Is there a, um,

wagon derby in town?

Abby, these aren't
just any wagons.

These are Wagon-Boy
All-Terrain wagons.

Look at the size
of those wheels.

Bigger isn't always
better, McGee.

Those are cool tires.

Yeah. Yeah, you
see the, uh...

the zigzag double H waffle

zigzag tread on
those tires?

It's a Wagon-Boy
exclusive.

McGee, you're like a
little kid on Christmas.

I canvassed the base
housing at Norfolk.

Collected as many
as I could find.

Doesn't seem to be any
obvious signs of blood.

Well, let's check
for the not so obvious.

Let's.

You know,

I always wanted one of these.[spraying]

What, you never
had a wagon?
Nope.

We had a tortoise.

[spraying]

Okay.

We used to ride Herman
everywhere.

Well, except
to Grammy Sciuto's house,

because he ate her
prize-winning petunias.

Dad always said that
we could get a wagon

after Herman died.

But those tortoises--
they live, like, forever.

[spraying]

So,

whose wagon is it, McGee?

The one
who is not getting theirs back.

He doesn't know I'm here?

No.

[door opening]

GIBBS:
Hey, Noah.

Not thirsty.

Well, it's
not for you.

Orange.

[opening can]

You remember, Agent Gibbs.

I remember
what's important.

Hmm. Noah?

You understand
you are not under arrest here.

This is just an interview.

You don't have
to answer any questions.

Do you understand?

Okay.

Agent Gibbs?

So, Noah,

do you know what forensics are?

Fingerprints and stuff.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, an example, uh...

we found
your fingerprints on your wagon.

It's no big deal.

It's your wagon.

Yeah.
Yeah.

Yeah, but we also found
some other stuff.

Found blood that matches
the body you found.

You know what
that means?

Noah, it means you lied to me.

You remember at first

when you didn't tell me
the truth about the body?

You remember how
I found out?

I will get the truth.

The thing is,
the longer it takes,

the farther away
the killer gets.

Who are you trying to protect?

[crying]

We're going
to take a break here.

No!

I killed him.

I did it.

It was me.

Why would you do that?

He picked on me
and my friends.

He beat us up,
he stole our money.

Somebody had to
stand up to him!

Where'd you get the gun?

I found it.

Where?

I don't remember.

Do you remember what Dylan said

just before you shot him?

People always say something.

"Don't shoot!"

Huh?

What did Dylan say?

Um...

I don't remember.

I don't believe you.

[crying]

You don't forget
something like that.

[crying]

You must really love whoever
it is you're trying to protect.

[crying]

But I can't help them
unless you tell me who it is.

He did it to protect me.

[crying]

It... It was my dad.

My dad killed him.

Come on, baby!

Push!

That's right, come on.

Squeeze!

Ducky, it's happening.

Look!

Aha...

ABBY: I think it's a boy.

Ah, the miracle of birth.

Okay...

Gently.

Got him.

Okay.

Hold "George."

Hello, George.

Their first baby pictures.

All right.

Smile.

I am smiling.

No, George.
Ah.

I think it's a variety
of Calliphoridae.

Uh-oh.

You might want to
rename George "Georgina."

Well, as long as
they're healthy.

You were right, Ducky.

Blow-fly.

Phormia regina.

I like that.

Welcome to the world, Regina.

You did not care much
for Dylan Bates.

Nobody did.

Kid was bad news.

Your son says you killed him.

He was so scared
you'd be arrested,

he tried to cover up your crime.

Yeah, when that didn't work,

he took credit for it.

You're basing your investigation

on the word of
a 12-year-old kid.

He overheard you
threaten Dylan Bates.

Two weeks before he
was found murdered.

"You touch a hair

"on my son, I will hunt
you down and kill you."

Strong words.

Yeah, okay.

So, I threatened him, yeah.

You a man of your word, Mike?

Noah thinks you are.

He thinks you'll
protect him.

Whatever it takes.

You don't know what it's like.

Going off to the other
side of the world

to protect your country.

But then you can't be there

to protect your own family.

You want to protect your family?

You tell the truth.

Did you kill him?

He was a bully.

He had it coming.

But I didn't do it.

Why'd you leave town so quick?

Scheduled to deploy.

No, you were scheduled
to deploy in May.

You requested
an earlier deployment.

Why?

Family needed the money, okay?

So, I moved up
to take a Haz-Duty slot.

Prison's pretty
hazardous, too, Mike.

You know, if I killed somebody,

I'd want to get
as far away from

the investigation
as I could.

You got pretty far, pretty fast.

Stand by, Commander.

They've hatched.

We were able tabulate the
post-mortem time interval.

Bates was shot and
killed 15 days ago.

Yeah, well, that's
three days after

Commander Taffet
deployed to Iraq.

I'm afraid you'll have
to hatch a new theory

as to who killed Dylan Bates.

DiNozzo.

Oh, hey, Boss.

Uh, no luck
tracking down Chicken Man.

Joey Ellis, the Dumpster diver.

Not answering his cell phone.

And no one's at his apartment.

Waiting on a warrant, but
the car's nowhere to be found.

Coworkers have not
seen him in two weeks.

Looks like he murdered
Dylan Bates and someone else,

and then skipped town.

Just spoke with
Ellis's mother.

She's got a house

on base but has been
deployed overseas in Yokohama.

Hasn't spoken to her son

in nearly a month.

Father?Died in combat

when Ellis was a child.

Second victim, McGee?

Checked with Norfolk P.D.

No unsolved murders
with victims,

shot in the head
in the last month.

Now, I've also tried
to match the DNA

taken from the brain matter

found on the gun
with DNA collected

for missing persons.Long shot.

Yeah, could take
a couple weeks.

Dig deeper into Ellis's history.

Until otherwise,
he's our primary.

ZIVA: A local base
resident gave us this.

Bates and Ellis obviously
knew each other for years

before something
came between them.

Hey, boss?

Found something here.

Joey's mother
has been deployed

for the past three months,

but according to her
phone records,

there were outgoing calls
made from her house

as recently as
a couple weeks ago.

DiNozzo, Ziva--

Norfolk, go.

Come on, Scout boy.

You're with me.

You smell what I smell?

I'm sorry,

you can't talk to him.
He's upset.

He's had enough.We're not here
to see Noah.

Is your daughter Rebecca home?

[whispering]:
Clear.

Found Joey Ellis, boss.

Looks and smells like

he's been dead for a while.

Gunshot, left temple.

Yeah, how'd you know that?

Yearbook, he's a southpaw.

What difference does that
make if he was murdered?

Not murder.

Suicide.

There's no gun here, boss.

Didn't expect one.

You got something you want to
tell me about Joey Ellis?

Joey Ellis?

Yeah, he's dead.

Joey's dead?

You found his body
after he killed himself?

He was my best friend.

Dylan tortured Joey
all his life.

Got him into drugs,

convinced him to
commit that robbery.

He didn't even want to do it.

So stupid.

That's what prevented Joey
from getting into the navy.

Dylan ruined Joey's life and
threw it back in his face.

Taunted him about it.

Made fun of him every day.

Joey couldn't take it anymore.

I tried to talk to him about it,
but he couldn't see a way out.

[crying]

You blame Dylan
for Joey's suicide?

Mm-hmm.

So you took the gun,

decided to do what Joey
couldn't bring himself to do.

You killed Dylan Bates.

No.

I just wanted him
to know what he had done.

I wanted to show him.

This is the gun Joey
used to kill himself.

He tried to grab it.

It just went off.

Rebecca...

I'm so sorry, Mommy.

Oh, honey...

Why is it always the case

that when two people
struggle over a gun,

one person never
shoots the other?

The gun miraculously
just goes off?

Abby said it was an evil gun.

Legal said Rebecca Taffet's

got a pretty strong case
for involuntary manslaughter.

Yeah, well, she'll
need a good lawyer.

It's taken care of. Travis's
mother is gonna represent her.

Was she the mom
you were hot for?

Tony?!

Shh! In a sec.

Securely hidden
in the shadows,

the cunning marksman
waits patiently

for the perfect
time to strike.

[banging keyboard]

[laughing]

You are looking at

the proud owner

of a vintage set

of Robert Forgan handcrafted

mint condition golf clubs.

That's impossible.

No, nothing is impossible.

I'm a sniper.

Same exact set Ducky had?

1,200 for the clubs.

Um, let's say a 100-dollar
finder's fee, McGee.

Except Ducky's a righty.

Huh?

These are left-handed
clubs, Tony.

Huh?

You just wasted 1,200 bucks.

No...

Oh.

Maybe Ducky swings both ways?

A thousand bucks,
and they're yours.

Why would I buy a set of clubs
that Ducky could not use?

Why?

Oh, gee, let me think.

I don't know, maybe because
if you don't buy them,

I will tell Ducky that you
destroyed his one-of-a-kind,

handcrafted
hickory-shafted,

vintage golf clubs.

I think you just did.

Let's call it even, Timothy.

That jazz guitar album
that I borrowed from you?

My original vinyl pressing

of Django Reinhardt's
Crazy Rhythms?

Yeah, you were right.

It was unique, it was original.

It was autographed.

What happened to it?

Good question.

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