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*******

Rivkin attacked me and I had
no choice. It was justified.

Rivkin is dead. Tony killed him.

You could have walked
away, but,no,you let him up!

You put four in his chest!

You loved him.

Guess I'll never know. Gibbs.

Perhaps it is best if one of us
gets transferred to another team.

- Take care of yourself.
- She is still in Tel Aviv?

- Well,when is she coming back?
- She's not.

Guess she'll call when she's ready.

Tell me everything you know about NCIS.

*****

You will tell me all that you know.

Who you are... how you ended up here...

what you are doing.

And you will talk.

I'm not going to tell you anything.

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NCIS
Season07 Episode01
Truth or Consequences

The Soviets had some
success with pure ethanol.

This formula is of my own design.

A mixture of sodium Pentothal and
several other agents I have found...

effective in extracting the truth.

will not take long to working.

You're going to be dead soon, you know.

Truth or not.

*******

You know,I...

I have studied America. Carefully.

I believe in knowing my enemy.

I believe a man is as
big as what he's seeking.

I believe you're a
big man, Mr. MacReedy.

My name is Saleem Ulman.

You will tell me who you are.

I'm very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo of
the Naval Criminal Investigative Service.

You know,a few months ago, I
had,uh, not even heard of NCIS.

And that may have cost the
lives of several of my people.

That will not happen again. Now please tell me

WHat is your mission?

We're...we're tasked
with pursuing crimes

that involve the United States Navy
or Marine Corps and their families.

And our duties are expansive.

International terrorism, espionage.

Even,you know,an eight
ball of methamphetamine.

Stand down, Petty Officer Dimarco!

You hit him high, I'll hit him low.

I don't like the sound of that.

You hit him low, I'll hit him high.

Our team consists of a
gang of four. Tight-knit.

My partner is Tim McGee.

Small muscles,big
brain, heart of a lion.

Together we're virtually
unstoppable. Virtually.

I got him! Tony,he's
going for the knife!

Our team leader is the fearless
special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs.

Former gunnery sergeant, marine sniper,
coffee aficionado and functional mute.

- Piece of cake.
- Simple as pie.

Yeah,smooth as silk.

And the fourth member of your team?

- Lost her.
- Her?

For the last four years,

that slot has been filled by
Mossad Liaison Officer Ziva David.

- Mossad.
- Mossad.

- And,uh,NCIS--
- That's right.

the organizations responsible
for the deaths of my men.

Oh,geez.

Well,all I can say is, if we killed
them, they must have been bad guys.

They were martyrs for the cause!

So your team is here,then
what, to finish the job?

To shut down my organization?

Say,can I get a glass of
Chardonnay or something?

Is your team here to finish the job?

Not only are you wrong, but you're
wrong at the top of your voice.

What does that mean,huh?

Can you imagine Nicholson in Bad Day at
Black Rock? I would have liked to see that.

Listen to me,where is
the rest of your team?

I don't know.

I don't care about your team.

I don't care about my team.

Okay.

You were driving in the
desert without backup.

So what are you doing here?

Well,Saleem,there's only one force on Earth
that can short-circuit a man's better instincts,

put fire in his veins and makes him dive headlong
into danger with no regard for his own well-being.

Vengeance,Saleem.

I'm here to kill you.

Vendetta.

DiNozzo is an Italian name.

An educated man.

Got my BS from Yale University.

Yale. I got my BS on the streets. Yale.

You guys got a lousy football team.

18 national championships.

When was the last time you
won one, a hundred years ago?

Short memories.

As a people,that is
my impression of you.

Wait,sorry,you did an
impression of me? I missed it.

Go back,do it again, but this time
why don't you gargle with some sand.

Get that basso profundo going.

That's how you nail my
essence. It's all in the voice.

How did you choose me... as the,um...

target of your bloodlust?

I didn't.

Hell,a little while ago, I
didn't even know you existed.

I was happier then.

Tony,I'm not your home theater guy.

Don't be riduculous. Of course
you're my home theater guy.

- gh you get a picture?
- Yeah,it's just not crisp,you know. It's not rich.

- What's your source, Blu-ray
or satellite? - Neither.

It's the streaming HD thing
from a Netfilms account.

The greens are blue, The blues are green, the
oranges are pink and the reds are sort of eggplanty.

Sounds like a problem
with your component cables.

You streaming through a wireless setup?

Because if it's HD, you really
need Wireless-N components.

Also,plasma,1080I,1080P?

- Will you just come over and fix it?
- What's in it for me?

Digitally remastered 1955
classic, Bad Day at Bla Rock.

Spencer Tracy with one arm.

Is that anything like money?

Because money is what is customarily
exchanged for services rendered.

It'sputers. It's your thin If I had a
thingI would show it off all the time.

There are rules against that,DiNozzo.

Grab your gear. We've
got a dead petty officer.

Another meth overdose?

You know as much as I do.

Tony,now?

It feels like now.

- You want to go?
- No,you go. I got to gather my thoughts.

Hey,boss? I think it's time
we fill the empty chair.

- Oh,you do?
- Yeah,we do.

It's,uh,it's the right time.
We got to get started on this.

Personnel files are starting
to stack up on your desk.

Okay. You pick. After we get back.

Fist things first-- got to narrow down
prospective agents. It's got to be a woman.

Those are just the women.

- Are there photos in here,boss?
- Boss,really? Tony picks?

Because,you know, coming from anyone else,
that might be considered a lapse in judgment.

Okay,you both pick.

That makes much more sense.

You don't trust me to be professional?

No casting couch.

Petty Officer Kevin Wingate. Disciplined
for drug possession. Low quantity.

- Personal use?
- What kind of discipline?

60 day restriction.

- Oh,he hasn't been off the boat?
- Not in two months.

Well,he didn't get the dose on land,
he could have cooked it up himself.

Or someone brought it to him.

- Shipmates thought he'd kicked.
- I guess he fell off.

We do not guess,Timothy.

Nor do we assume,presume,
conjecture or prognosticate.

Well, not officially a member of your field team,

Ducky is an essential element
in the investigative process.

An encyclopedic mind
that never stops working.

Sometimes his mind is
connected directly to his mouth.

Dilated pupils, profuse
sweating. His shirt's still damp.

Brings to mind a classmate
of mine in medical school.

E. Landon Reginald Ailsworth III.

- Nobody's named that.
- Except his father.

And his father's father.

Reggie concocted his own amphetamines.

He liked to use the stuff to keep
himself awake while cramming for exams.

Ended up the final himself when he passed
out half an hour before pencils down.

Reggie made it. This
fellow was not so fortunate.

Death about six hours ago.

McGee,finish sketching an
inventory of Wingate's locker.

DiNozzo,duty roster.

Prints,trace--
scour this ship.

So many tasks,so few hands.

Have either of you two heard from Ziva?

No. You?

No. It's all so very sad.

But I supposed the
time comes to move on.

Yeah.

Thank you,pantsuit girl.

This is Claire Connell from the DEA.

Pleased to meet you,
Special Agent DiNozzo.

Tony. We don't really stand on formality
here. Why don't you have a seat.

Wowsers! That's some grip.

Yeah,I was a
pack-a-day smoker.

Quit by occupying my
hands with Power Putty.

Look at that. Demonstrates strong will.

Excellent aptitude scores, high
reviews from her colleagues at the DEA.

I see that. So why would you
want to leave then,Claire?

I was involved in a relationship
of a personal nature.

Became difficult for, uh,the other party to
control their emotions in the workplace setting.

Yeah. Got to hate clingy guys.

- Clingy girls?
- He didn't ask.

So don't tell.

It was interfered with my duties at the highest level.

Sure,sure.

You know those movies where they
have the really beautiful woman,

but they put her in the big glasses and tie her hair
back and have her march around in the big baggy clothes,

but then the turn comes, the penny drops, and the
ugly duckling magically transforms into a swan?

Oh,that won't be an issue.

I find that my looks have the tendency to
prevent people from taking me seriously.

That's fantastic. She has my vote.

- Really?
- Really.

All right,okay. Let's start
the on-the-job training.

Of course,Special Agent Gibbs
will make the final decision.

Let's go see him.

- Thank you so much for the opportunity.
- Okay.

Right this way.

You know,it's all about chemistry,
the zing,the s... the pah!

- What is "pah"?
- Pah. You know?

Got to know how to zig when I zag.

Got to know how to bob when
you weave, rock when he rolls.

That's the pah of it all. Pah!

- She's unflappable.
- She's unflappable.

Strike one.

Might be a little easier to find
a new drummer for Spinal Tap.

Ziva's not replaceable.

The,um... the one you lost.

Then why aren't you looking for her?

If I could drag her back,
I'd do it in a heartbeat.

But that's impossible.

Ziva David is dead.

I've always been fascinated by
simple cause and effect reactions--

what can be done to the human
body just by adding or subtracting.

My own personal drug of choice
since my college days is caffeine.

Keeps me sharp,alert.

You are probably feeling clarity,
an impulse to talk without censor.

It's a chemical process
taking place in your brain.

Now, I understand your instinct
to resist, but in actuality,

you are speeding the release of
adrenaline,which only serves as a catalyst.

That's better. It's
less painful that way.

Who is in,um,control of
the flow of information?

Must be a lonely place to
sit at the top of the pyramid.

Not to mention...

wee bit uncomfortable.

Leon Vance.

Some people don't like him, some people don't
trust him, wish someone else were in his place.

Show me someone who doesn't
complain about their boss,

they're either lying
or they're unemployed.

Got an update on the meth ring?

Petty Officer Dimarco is recovering.

Question him today. Hope he can shed some
light, at least on who put the knife in him.

One set of prints,Leon.

He was so out of his mind
that he stabbed himself?

Been hitting a lot of dead ends.

Yeah,well,we are been one short.

How goes the search
for David's replacement?

DiNozzo's got a new candidate.
You heard anything about Ziva?

No. Two months in the dark now.

But Mossad tends to operate
behind a veil of secrecy.

You've confirmed she's
part of Mossad again?

- Yeah,I believe so.
- Field?

- Likely.
- But you haven't heard anything?

You've got a good relationship
with Director David.

You figure the subject of his
daughter must have come up.

Man's got to have some feelings
about putting her back in the field.

Well,he must be sharing them
with somebody else if he does.

Eli's being tight-lipped about it.

Like you,Leon?

I don't have anything to share.

But you think he does.

And I'm tap-dancing around the edges.

Yeah,I know how that goes.

Petty Officer,I know that, physically,you've
been tgh ite an ordeal these past few months.

We're hoping that you could tell
us where the drugs came from.

Well,I wouldn't know what they look
like,sir. I mean,I don't take drugs.

Someone must have slipped
them in my orange juice.

Why would they do that?

Isn't that how you take them?

Where did you see that?

I think it was an episode of 90210.

I never really liked that
show. Not my cup of tea.

So,how come Agent McGee is
conducting the interrogation?

We prefer the word "interview."

"Interrogation"" uh,has
a negative association.

Okay. Got it.

So what do they call these rooms?

Observation.

And the other side of the glass?

Not everything has a name.

I thought I heard someone
refer to it as interrogation.

Well,you know,maybe that's
some kind of informal shorthand.

- Oh,really?
- Yeah.

Agent McGee's in there softening
the big guy up for the bigger guy.

Agent Gibbs is gonna crack him.

Crack him for what? Buying
the wrong hit of meth?

This guy doesn't know
anything about anything.

You expect him to give up his dealer?

Well,let's see if you can figure it out.

Is this some sort of test?

You like tests?

Is that some sort of test?

No. I mean,it's--
e-everything's a test.

Excuse me,excuse me.

Looks like they pulled up stakes.

Haven't been able to determine where
they resettled, if they resettled.

Captives?

Possibly. NCIS confirmed
the presence of a woman--

no ID and no idea whether
or not she's still with them.

You're doing a bang-up job there,Chad.

I'm a long way from Dubai,Gibbs.

Our local network tends to rely
on nomads roaming the desert.

They don't tend to like our faces much.

Though they'd respect mine
more than they would yours.

You think so,huh?

One look at that baby-smooth skin and
they might think they spotted another girl.

Careful. Don't go getting all
native on me out there,Dunham.

Chad reporting from Chad.

Next up,Captain Rebecca
Becky Hastings, U.S.Air Force.

- Fighter jock.
- Yeah,grounded for medical.

Natural born thrill seeker.

Likes to live on the edge,
take risks. Pretty eyes.

Thinks NCIS might offer
some new challenges.

- A real daredevil.
- What do you think?

Oh,uh,well,women.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

So what was that about, with Dunham?

Tracking terrorist training
camps in the Sahara Desert.

And the woman you were talking about,the
captive, uh,any theory who she is?

Dunham says that Mossad presence
has increased in North Africa.

Prepping an offensive?

Or course correction,
cleaning up a failure.

What kind of failure?

The kind with casualties.

Is that all you know?

That's all you can tell me. I got it.

All right. You know,in Arabic,the word for "desert"
is "sahara" so Sahara Desert is actually Desert Desert.

A lot of sand.

Doc pulled the plug on
my Dimarco interview.

Said the,um,strain was too
much for his weakened heart.

Yeah.

Gibbs signed off on the
new girl-- Rebecca Hastings.

Seems like a pistol. Or a
firecracker. Maybe a spitfire.

I havebeen thinking about buying some
tight red leather pants.

You know,something that
really cradles my butt.

- It's not normal.
- I'm kidding. I'm not really gonna buy...

It's not normal that we
haven't heard from Ziva.

I mean,nothing! Not in this
much time. It's not normal.

Well,maybe she just wants
to make a clean break of it.

Well,maybe from some
of us but not all of us.

Unless you did something to
her you're not telling me about.

It's not normal.

- No,it's not.
- Thank you.

What if she can't contact us,huh?

What if something's stopping her?

- Or someone.
- Yeah.

I'm not the only one thinking this,am I?

No.

And you know Gibbs is
thinking about it,too--

he's not talking about it, but
he's definitely sniffing around.

So what are you gonna do about it?

Everything I can. I'm
gonna start digging.

Well,you can't do it alone.

You gonna stop me?

That's not what I said.

When he wakes up, you will learn...

what a mistake your partner
made following your lead.

You believe I am responsible for the death of this Ziva David?

So,you travel halfway
around the world to kill me.

That is insane.

I'm insane?

You kill indiscriminately.

Wars are measured in body counts.

The news carries a running tally.

You change the world
with rivers of blood.

There is no reason to
kill just one person.

Oh,sure there is.

How did you find me?

I'm skilled.

You did it... by yourself?

- Really?
- No. Not really.

How did you find me?

Who are you leaving out?

I can't believe you
were gonna leave me out.

It wasn't personal.

Abby,it was for your own benefit.

So which was it?

Abby Sciuto, NCIS resident
forensic scientist, heart and soul,

a paradox wrapped in an oxymoron, smothered
in contradictions in terms, sleeps in a coffin.

Really,the happiest
goth you'll ever meet.

It was hubris,you know.

McGee thought he could do it without
you,and he was wrong, he was so wrong.

No,no,no. Abby,Abby, I was
the one that wanted *****

Can we pass this?

- Please.
- We have been tracking Ziva's tracks as far as we can.

- Since when?
- Since she stayed in Israel.

And took Rivkin's
place on the Kidon unit.

I've been doing the same thing.

I mean,it's weird that
Ziva hasn't contacted me.

It'd be one thing if she just hadn't
picked up the phone and called me,

but I've tried to reach
her several different ways.

Psychics,crystals or telepathy?

No jokes. Okay?

Ziva is universally absent.
It's freaking me out.

All right, let's compare notes here.

We've NCIS on the ground in Dubai
trying to figure out what Mossad is up to.

While Mossad's trying to fire
out what some terrorist is doing.

And somewhere in the
middle of this is Ziva.

Gibbs thinks the director
knows more than he's letting on.

And no one's telling us anything.

- So we have two options.
- And they're both illegal.

- Hack into Mossad...
- Or hack into Vance.

Oh,that's it. I'm out of here.I'm done.

So much for the daredevil.

Forgot about her.

Whatever. Let's get hacking.

Yeah,Gibbs is,uh, in
interrogation. I'll take it.

Damocles. Yeah,I know.
Like "The sword of."

Out of Aqaba. Where is that,Jordan?

- Tony.
- Nothing.

I'm sorry. I don't mean to startle you.

Are you Special Agent DiNozzo?

No,I am. Who are you?

I'm officer Heather Kincaid I'm here about the job interview.

That you apparently forgot about.

No,I didn't. I didn't forget.
I mean,you know-- Call you back.

Uh,Heather Kincaid. Let's see,Seattle
P.D., just like your father and your uncle.

And two brothers.

Four-year varsity
starter. U-Dub volleyball?

Go Huskies,yeah.

Listen,can you walk while you talk?

You know,I've actually never attempted something
so complex before,but I'm a quick learner.

Sarcasm. I like sarcasm.

- Who doesn't?
- Not that much.

Like I told you last
time, I was brought in,sir.

Someone must have
slipped the drugs to me.

Lots of enemies on board?

No,sir.

So it's the opposite
then. Lots of friends.

Yes,sir.

I'm not sure what it is you're
looking for exactly,but...

You're sure you're it?

That's the pitch you've been getting?

Yeah,everybody's a
perfect fit for this job.

Sure. In this economy.

Can't just drop someone in the mix.

It's a lot harder
than it looks,trust me.

I'm only asking for a shot.

I don't know if we need the help.

Frankly,you got a pretty good
gig already. You don't need us.

It's not you,it's me.

Do you really want to do this?

It's ridiculous. Look
at this guy-- this guy,

who we've been babying and coddling and nursing
back to health for the last three months.

The poor helpless drug victim with the bad
heart, almost killed him. He's the dealer!

After the first overdose of your own
rotten stash, his own rotten stash,

you dosed yourself this guy dosed himself
to draw suspicion away from the fact that

- you're the damn pusher!
- he's the pusher.

We just wanted to get high. I-I
didn't mean for Kevin to end up dead.

You got to believe me,sir. I'm sorry.

And two dead before we figured it out.

Anyway,we're not hiring right
now. Sorry to waste your time.

Oh,my God. Oh,my God.

It's the goat!

- The goat.
- Sounds like you got something.

We're the two zuzim.

Gibbs is our father, and
he used us to buy the goat.

- It all makes sense now.
- Sure.

We accessed Mossad's encrypted files.

They weren't in English, so we had to
do a little rudimentary linguistics.

Hit the Hebrew School nursery rhymes.

Chad gadya,Tony, chad gadya.

"One little goat that my
father bought for two zuzim."

It was originally an
Aramaic children's song.

Actually,way it goes, uh,there's a part
with God,an Angel of Death and the killing...

That killed the butcher
? That slew the ox ?

That drank the water
that quenched the fire ?

That burnt the stick that beat the dog ?

That bit the cat that ate the goat ?

Which my father bought for two zuzim ?

Chad gadya... Chad gadya.

So what's the goat?

It's the information that McGee and I recovered
from the burnt laptop in Ziva's apartment.

With the location of a camp in North
Africa run by a man named Saleem Ulman.

We gave it to Gibbs, Gibbs gave it to Vance,
Vance gave it to Eli David,who read it,

and then he put Ziva and a team on a
Jordanian freighter called the Damocles.

Out of Aqaba.

Uh,yeah. Bound for the Horn of Africa.

- You got a manifest?
- It's a cargo ship.

Could be a direct supply line to Saleem.

- Where is it now?
- Don't know.

- Find it.
- We tried. It's...

- There's no record of it appearing anywhere after May.
- Why not?

'Cause it was lost at sea.

Damocles went down in
a storm,28th of May.

Off the coast of Somalia.

There were no survivors.

After that...

business as usual lost all meaning.

Blah,blah,blah. Computer stuff,blah.

Autopsy report.

Words. Just,there's so many words and-and
there's things and-and stuff and emotions.

Thanks for listening.

Grab your gear. Got a
missing kid. Grab your gear.

Some idiot smuggled a
koala on a submarine.

Grab your gear. Grab your gear. Grab
your gear. Grab your gear,your gear.

No.

No.

No?

We have an obligation.

Saleem Ulman's got to be stopped
before one more person dies.

Make your case.

It's a supply chain.

Everything moving through the area--
by ship,by truck, by camel,by donkey.

Everything Saleem and his men need
to stay alive somewhere in the desert.

NCIS on the ground in Africa has
tried to track common elements.

Like weapons, medical supplies,car
parts, gasoline,food,drink.

We have zeroed in on items of
a more personal nature, various,

uh,batteries, electronics,
even music and entertainment.

Because they are human, after all.

This is the manifest from
the lost cargo ship Damocles.

We know it was heading for Saleem's camp, and
it contains the cipher to breaking our code.

- And have you?
- We believe we have.

We've isolated the needle in the haystack--
an anomaly, one specific characteristic.

A brand-name foreign import not
easily available in Europe or Africa.

Got it all the way from the United
States at high cost,high difficulty.

What are we talking about?

Ta-da.

You had to have your
Caf-POW! , didn't you?

Hey,it's just a little
chemical addiction; don't worry.

Maybe you picked that up
at your American college!

Hey,maybe we're not so bad! You
ought to rethink your master plan!

You okay,McGee? You awake?

Yeah. When do we move?

Not yet.

He's rattled. It may be our best shot.

Not yet. Wait for my cue.

Questions are being asked in
town about missing NCIS agents,

concern that U.S.forces might mobilize.

One of you will tell about the locations
of all the operatives in the area

and the other one will die.

I'll give you a moment
to decide who lives.

Well,how was your summer?

Out of everyone in the world who
could have found me, it had to be you.

You're welcome.

So,are you glad to see me?

You should not have come.

All right then. Good catching
up. I'll be going now.

Oh,yeah,I forgot.

Taken prisoner.

Are you all right,McGee?

I'm just glad you're alive.

You thought I was dead.

oh,yeah.

Then why are you here?

Well,McGee... McGee
didn't think you were dead.

Tony,why are you here?

Couldn't live without you,I guess.

So you will die with me.

You should have left me alone.

Okay,tried,couldn't.

Listen,you should know I've
taken some kind of truth serum,

so if there's any questions that you
don't want to know the answer to...

I did not ask for anyone to put
themselves in harm's way for me.

I do not deserve it.

So what are you doing out here,
some kind of monastic experience?

Doing penance?

It is justified.

- Get over yourself.
- I have.

Now you tell Saleem
everything he wants to hear.

And you try to save yourselves.

I am ready to die.

That's not how it works.

How what works?

The plan.

You have an escape plan?

Tony... they have 30 men, heavily armed.

They have anti-tanks and anti-planes weapons.

What do you have?

Well,that's where things
get a little tricky.

- You don't have it.
- What do you mean we don't have it?

That satellite photo's showing
thermal activity at this location.

Agent DiNozzo...

We have four-by-fours
coming and going.

We don't know how much longer
this guy's going to be there.

We served this up on a silver platter.

You don't know that he's there at all.

We're not talking about kicking in a
door and dragging a guy out in cuffs.

It's a military mission on foreign soil.

- And he's a target of interest.
- And he's our only interest.

Now I've talked with the Joint
Chiefs, I've talked with Mossad.

The hard truth is that we're not going to send
a SEAL team into the desert based on a theory

that Saleem Ulman can't live
without his daily Caf-POW!

Director...

We need confirmation that
he's there-- we don't have it.

Under the present circumstances,
we just can't do it.

I wish the circumstances were different.

So do I.

What?

- Is that it?
- Yeah,what else is there?

Well,maybe we send a
couple of agents to the region.

What for?

Gather some intel.

You know,put some eyes on the target.

Change the circumstances.

- Change... circumstances?
- Yeah.

And you can sell that to Vance?

Oh,yeah. Strictly investigatively.

- Of course.
- Of course.

Wow,you guys have a whole little thing
going on that I'm not seeing, but I get it.

Wink,wink,nudge,nudge, Bob's
your uncle. I'm hip. I dig it.

Good,'cause I need volunteers.

I volunteer myself and Special Agent McGee
for the secret fact-finding mission thingie,

that's not secret, in the
Sahara. What are you going to do?

You don't want to know.

Good talk.

Thanks for volunteering me.

Come on,you always said
you wanted to travel.

On my own time.

On your own dime? Are you crazy?
We could never afford this.

- That does it for Quadrant Whiskey Four.
- Yeah.

- There's no sighting.
- I'm going to call it in.

Timmy...

Hello,gentlemen. Hi there. We come in peace.

Say the thing.

Say the other thing!

Wait-- you got
captured on purpose?

Yeah.

These men are killers,Tony.

I know.

That's why we have to stay alive
long enough to not get dead.

That would involve being rescued.

Yes,it would.

How long will it take?

I don't know. How long do
you think I've been talking?

What's the plan?

Oh,well...

we fail to contact Dubai, word
gets to the carrier group in the Med

and they scramble F-22 Raptors
that burn sand into glass.

How long it's gonna take,I don't know.

Hours or... days.

Ziva,can you fight?

Oh,hey,Saleem. What's
up,man? What's the commotion?

We're moving out.

Oh,well,that's good. I was getting
kind of tired of this place.

We're not taking prisoners.

Oh,well,okay,it was
nice talking with you.

No,we're not done yet.

If they do not check in, their
people will come looking for them.

- Ziva,shut up.
- Kill me.

You'll need the Americans for leverage.

I don't make bargains.

- Do you make pizza?
- What?

Stop! Stop! There's something
I haven't told you yet.

- And what is that?
- Well...

I told you about the brains,
I told you about the guts,

I told you about the muscle, the
scientist, the politician, the leader.

I told you about every member
of the team except myself.

- The part I play.
- Which is?

I'm the wild card.

I'm the guy who looks at the reality in
front of him and refuses to accept it.

Like,right now I should be
terrified,right? But I'm not.

'Cause I just can't stop thinking
about the movie True Lies, you know,

where Arnie's strapped to the
chair and shot full of truth serum,

then he picks his cuffs
and kills everybody.

You have 30 second to live,Saleem.

You're still bound.

- You're lying.
- I can't lie.

And I didn't say I was going
to be the one to kill you.

Remember when I told
you my boss was a sniper?

Go.

All assault teams move
out! Get me contact!

Okay.

Look out!

Come on. Here we go. All right.

Come on. All right, Ziva. Here we go.

Let's go home.

Just another day at the office.

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Truth or Consequences
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