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I hate happy hour.

Make a hole, people!

So at least two of your
Marine buddies have disappeared

and you think you could be next?

Why?

Do you have to write down
everything I say?

I'm a reporter. It's what I do.

I thought this was
supposed to be a date.

Look,

if it turns out to be true, and if I'm next,
you could end up dead, too.

And if my husband finds out about us,
I'll be dead anyway.

I didn't order a drink.

Your name Atlas?
- Yeah.

Then I guess you've got
a secret admirer.

Enjoy.

We should have gone to a hotel.
- It's probably somebody you know.

That's what I'm afraid of.

I'll call you.

I should have told...

Web-Dl sync: Rie van de Buggy's

I thought you couldn't type.

I've decided to improve myself.

Well, in that case,
you might want to lose that shirt.

It went out of style three years ago.

This from a girl who keeps
a puka shell necklace in her purse.

My grandma gave me those.

Wait, you looked in my purse?
- Sorry, did I say that out loud?

Tony, you are so lucky
you didn't have sisters growing up.

Why is that?

Because you'd never
have reached puberty.

Of course, one could argue
you still haven't reached it.

Very professional.

It's my lunch break.
- It's 9:30 in the morning.

I'm on Greenwich Mean Time.

Well, you're going to be
on unemployment

if Gibbs catches you doing that.

Catch him doing what, Kate?

Nothing.

I was just giving Tony here
some fashion advice.

On what?

He was just thinking about
getting both of his ears pierced.

That right, DiNozzo?
- I think Kate misunderstood, boss.

What I was really talking about
was elongating the lobe...

Hey, if you want to look
like a gay pirate, that's your call.

Thanks.
- You're welcome.

I thought you were going to an
anti-terrorism conference today, Gibbs.

Change in plan.

A Marine Gunnery Sergeant
didn't show up for duty this week.

Since when do we track down
UA Marines?

Since he's one of a handful of people

who knows how to arm
small-yield nuclear weapons.

His SRB.
You have 45 minutes to memorise it.

And Tony.

If that game's still
on your computer in the morning,

I'll pierce your ears myself.

How long was
the pickup truck in your lot?

Since Friday night.

Five days?
Why wait so long to report it?

Figured somebody got lucky,
went home in a different car.

Happens around here a lot.
- I'll bet it does.

The guy we're looking for is a Marine.

Yeah. We get a lot of those
around here.

Me?

I like a man with hair.

What about him?
Name's Gunnery Sergeant Bill Atlas.

Yeah, sure. He was here Friday night.

Is he all right?
- That's what we're trying to find out.

Was he here with anyone?
- Yeah. Redhead.

Good-looking.
I think they're having an affair.

What makes you say that?

Because he went out the back
and she went out the front.

Kate, you stay here.
Get a description of the woman,

check out his pickup truck.
DiNozzo, you're with me.

If you remember anything else,
don't hesitate to call.

What if I don't remember anything else?

Don't hesitate to call.

You got it, cowboy.

He is cute.

What's his deal?

Tony?

He's a nice guy.

You two aren't, you know...
- Oh, no. No.

No way. We're just co-workers.
- Cool.

I'm a sucker for a man
in a checkered shirt.

Any chance Atlas decided
to walk away from it all?

The man could retire in a year.

Nobody walks away
from a 20 year pension.

Then it doesn't look good for him.

Statistically, most bodies
turn up dead after four days.

Four days? Really, DiNozzo.
Thanks for sharing.

Well, I know you know. I'm just saying...

I'm not big on statistics.
- Kind of figured.

I mean, since most marriages
end in divorce

and you've been married three...

Maybe it's like the waitress said.
He got lucky.

Spread out.

I want to know why Atlas
never got back to his truck.

DiNozzo.

Hey!

Get your butt over here.
- Is he always like that?

Only when he's awake.

Atlas was forced to leave here.

No Marine would leave
a Zippo like this behind.

I've got an unsmoked cigarette here.
- Bag it.

What're you thinking, boss?

Wherever Atlas is,
his luck is running out.

You don't have to do this.

Just tell me. Just tell me what you want.

What about some food?

Can I at least have some food?

Say something!

Who the hell are you?

I've got a rough sketch of the woman
Atlas was having an affair with.

It's not much to go on, but if he was
having an affair with a married woman

then we have a motive for someone
wanting him to vanish.

Pull his phone records.

See if we can't match
that face with a phone number.

I already made a request
for the subpoena.

DiNozzo.

He's about a step
from vanishing himself.

Hey!

Ciao, bella.
- See you.

I got her name, boss.
- Do I look like I care, DiNozzo? Let's go.

The woman with Atlas,
her name's Carol Powers.

I got the waitress to remember
she paid using a credit card.

She's a reporter for The Post.

I can have her in our office
in an hour if you're interested.

Good job.

I'm sorry, boss. Did you say something?

Did he just say something, Kate?
- Don't push it, Tony.

Pushing it's what I love about this job.

That, and the beautiful girls.

I appreciate you coming down here
on such short notice, Mrs Powers.

Please, have a seat.

Look, can the polite act, Agent Todd.
What exactly do you want from me?

Information.
- About what?

Your relationship
with Gunnery Sergeant Atlas.

Who?

Look familiar?

Yeah. Maybe. I...

I'm a reporter,
and I've interviewed dozens of Marines.

The thing is, this Marine
disappeared five days ago.

My job is to get him back.

What's that got to do with me?

Did your husband know
you're having an affair?

Excuse me?
- I'll take that as a no.

I think we're done here.

Here's the phone number
you requested, Agent Todd.

Should I try your husband at home
or work this time of day, Mrs Powers?

Look, I don't know what
happened to Atlas, okay?

But my husband had
nothing to do with this.

So he knew you were having an affair?

No. Derek was on assignment

in Italy, and he just got back last night.

If you check with The Post,
they'll vouch for him.

Oh, I will.

How did you meet Atlas?

At a bar, three weeks ago.

He said he had a story
that I might be interested in.

You sleep with anyone
who offers you a story,

or is that one of the fringe benefits?

This is a nightmare.
- What story did Atlas tell you?

He thought someone
might have killed his friends

and that he could be next.

Did he say why?
- No, he wouldn't tell me.

I thought it might be
connected with his work in Iraq.

Some kind of cover-up.

It says here you write articles
on home improvement.

Gardens, mostly.

I just... I thought if I could get
a story like this, then I could...

Yeah. I understand.

Most reporters, they'd

absolutely kill for a scoop like this.

He tried to warn me.

He told me that if he talked,
something like this might happen.

Something like what?
- Someone in his unit would kill him.

I think she's telling the truth.

The question is,
was Gunnery Sergeant Atlas?

Some guys will say anything
to get a woman into bed.

She's a reporter.
I doubt she'd fall for something like that.

You're kidding, right?

What do you mean?

All men lie to some degree, Kate.
It's expected of them.

All right, well, don't confuse
your world with reality, Tony.

It's like when a woman
asks a man to guess her age.

You ever done that?

You honestly still believe you look 25?

Not any more.

I've never done anything like this before.

I only wanted a story.
- You've got one.

Is there any way, anything that I can do
to keep my husband out of this?

Truth?

Nope.

You know,
I could publish what Atlas told me.

It wouldn't look so good
for the Marine Corps.

I don't read The Post.

Watch your step.

Regardless of what
you may think of me, Agent Gibbs,

I truly hope that you find Bill
and that he's still alive.

Me, too.

You were pretty tough on her in there.
- Yeah. She reminds me of my ex-wife.

Which one?
- All of them.

Did her husband's story check out?
- He was in Italy,

arrived at Reagan National
last night at 2116.

Looks like a dead end.

Do you believe that story
about a cover-up in Iraq, Gibbs?

I don't know.

I'm more concerned about
what's happening here.

Meaning?

Meaning Atlas was a 2336.

Explosive Ordnance
Disposal Technician.

Guys can make or disarm
anything from a grenade to a

backpack nuke.

If someone's kidnapping
EOD Personnel, I want to know why.

Terrorists?

Anyone missing from Atlas' unit?
- They're all accounted for.

But I might have something else here.

A new CO checked into
his command last month,

Major Joe Sacco.

His record's clean,
except for a non-punitive letter

of punishment from when he was
a First Lieutenant.

For what?
- He got into a fight

with a couple of enlisted men in '92.

Atlas was one of them.

Yeah. Gibbs.

We're on our way.
Abby's found something.

Do you think Atlas is still alive?

No ransom note.
Been missing over five days.

I'd say the odds were against him.

Why are you doing this,
you sick bastard?

Do you think you can make me talk?

Who are you?
What is the name of your organisation?

Hi, GUYS

Hey, Abby.
- Hi.

I think I found out how they bagged
your missing Marine.

From one cigarette butt?

Well I was kind of bored, so I thought

it'd be fun to run
every single test I could think of.

I was almost to a rape kit...

I mentioned
that I was a little bored earlier, right?

Yeah, we noticed, Abs.
- What the hell is it?

I'm building a model of Gallipoli.

See, these guys over here...
- Why?

Because I like the way it sounds.
Gallipoli. Gallipoli.

Gallipoli. Gallipoli. Gallipoli. Gallipoli...
- Stop.

Is this one a Turk or an Anzac?
- Actually, he's...

What'd you find?

Atlas' DNA was on the cigarette.
So most likely it's his.

That's it?
- I wasn't finished yet, Tony.

I also found high concentrations
of ephedrine,

dihydrocodeine and caffeine.

Sound familiar?
- Bron.

And from the way it was concentrated

it looks like he ingested enough
to knock out a racehorse.

Bron?
- It's a mixture of speed and codeine.

It's illegal here,
but available over-the-counter

in the Philippines and Okinawa, Japan.

Okinawa?

That was Major Sacco's
last duty station.

Check out the ride.
We're going to Quantico.

Boss. Rush hour.

Real bad idea to get
on the road right about now.

I'll be outside.

Good job, Abby.
- Thanks, Kate.

Abby, still bored?
- Well, yeah, maybe a little.

Well, I think I have a more constructive
way for you to spend your time.

I need some help.
- Okay.

By the way, Gallipoli

was an amphibious operation.

It's on Styrofoam, so it'll float.

Rush hour.
Kind of a misnomer if you ask me.

I didn't.

I mean, it's not like anybody's
really rushing anywhere

and it always takes more than an hour.

They should call it like...
- "Shut up and sit there...

"before I shoot you hour".

I was thinking of something
a little shorter.

That's littering.
- Bite me.

No, I'm still here. Thanks, Corporal.

Major Sacco is in the field right now.
- Doing what?

According to his office,
disarming a bomb.

All right. We've got five minutes here.
- Looks like closed circuit.

Five minutes I can disarm a nuke sub.

Checking for secondary initiators.

We are clear.
- Thank you, sir.

Watch and learn, my friend.

See, most people prefer
the blue wire. Me?

I'm partial to...

What the hell did you just do?
- Nothing. I didn't touch nothing.

Way to go, MacGyver.

If that were real, we'd be washing you
off the streets of Baghdad right now.

Never assume that a timer is accurate.
The bad guys watch movies, too.

Yes, sir.
- Major Sacco!

Special agent Gibbs, NCIS.
We need to talk.

You know, it wouldn't surprise me

if Atlas showed up tomorrow,
still hung-over.

He pulled a disappearing act before?
- Never this long,

but he's had some alcohol-related
problems in the past.

You've got a missing Marine, Major.
You don't seem too concerned about it.

My only concern right now is getting
my men ready to deploy to Iraq.

What about the gunny? He deployable?

Unfortunately.

I've served with Atlas before. In my
opinion, we're better off without him.

Yeah? Why's that?
- He's a marginal Marine.

Seems like the two of you
had some personal problems, Major.

You could say that, Agent Todd.
- Tell me about them.

If you're interested, you can
read about it in my record book.

I have. You two got in a fistfight
in '92. About what?

Nothing.

A couple of my men got drunk one night.
Atlas took a swing at me. I overreacted.

Sir, demo's ready.
They're waiting on your command.

Roger that, Corporal. We only have
this range for another hour.

When you find Atlas,

let him know that I have
a charge sheet waiting for him.

He's hiding something.
- Oh, yeah.

The question is what?
- You two might want to cover your...

ears.

Boss, is there a reason why
you always take these back roads?

Or do you just hate us?
- I hate traffic more.

I think I'm going to puke.
- Roll down the window!

You better answer this.

Hey Gibbs, it's me, Abby. I've got...

It's Kate.
- Hey, Kate.

Where's the boss man?
- He's driving.

We should be back soon.

Is he taking you on one of his
special shortcuts?

If that's what you want to call it.

What's up?

Well, Gibbs asked me to do some
background on Atlas and Sacco

and I found something interesting.

You're gonna have to speak up!
Gibbs is apparently trying to kill us!

Three other marines have gone missing
from EOD units in the last eight years.

What's she saying?

Three Marines have gone missing
from EOD units.

Why didn't we hear that?
- Why didn't we hear about it?

They're carried as deserters by
the Marine Corps rolls after 30 days.

They're considered deserters.

And they all have two things
in common with Atlas.

They all served together
in the Philippines in 1992.

And their Platoon Commander
was Joe Sacco.

Corporal Tom O'Conner,
reported UA on August 2nd, '96.

Sergeant Rick Hall.
Reported UA March 11th, '98.

Staff Sergeant John Mohs,
reported UA on December 10th, 2000.

And now, Gunnery Sergeant Atlas,
five days ago.

All four served in the Philippines in '92
with Joe Sacco

and all four subsequently
disappeared without a trace.

So why is it no one else
picked up on this before us?

Well, we wouldn't have picked up
on it if Abby wasn't bored.

These men were considered deserters.

Nobody ever connected them
until we did today.

So let's pick up Sacco.
Find out what's going on.

Not yet.
- Well, I think he's right, Gibbs.

I mean, we could be dealing
with a potential serial killer here.

What if it's not Sacco?

Well, if it's not him, then he's probably
the next one on the missing list.

I want everything there is
on that EOD team from '92.

Kate, get with Abby
and start where she left off.

Tony, you concentrate on Sacco.

I want everything
from his birth until right now.

You remember the good old days, Kate?

What good old days?

When Gibbs would confide in us
and treat us like peers.

No.

Good, I thought I was the only one.

Why?
- Why not?

Hey, Kate. I was just about to call you.
- Gibbs wants... Wants me to...

They're boats.

Okay.

So what can you tell me
about Sacco's old unit?

In '92, we were closing the base
in the Philippines

and Sacco's EOD team was in charge

of clearing out
the ammunition storage dumps.

Do we know how big his unit was?

We could ask him,
but in my experience,

most men lie about that point.

There were six of them.

Okay, so if there were six, that means...

There's one of them
still running around out there.

Which is why I was gonna call you.
Meet Corporal Mark Cohen.

Where's he stationed?
- He's not.

He got the big chicken dinner
back in 1999.

What, Abby?
- Bad Conduct Discharge.

The Marine Corps
doesn't keep track after they separate.

So what was the chicken dinner for?

Assaulting his Company Commander.

I think we just found
our second suspect.

Not quite. I've been running his social

and I haven't been able
to find him anywhere.

I always feel like Mr Rogers
when I leave here.

Where are you going?
- Gibbs didn't tell you?

Tell me what?
- I have a party to go to.

How did you get him to agree to that?

I asked him.

So if you need me, call me.

And just

disregard any sounds that you may
or may not hear in the background.

DiNozzo!

You're gonna have to
speak louder, boss.

I haven't been able to hear anything
since that explosion yesterday.

Find Kate.
I want a full briefing in 20 minutes.

You got it.

Kate?

Kate!
- What?

It's time to wake up.

I feel like hell.

Yeah, you don't look too good, either.

Who?

Who is...

My God.

I didn't know!

I swear I didn't know!

You have to believe me!

Kate, what do we got?

How can you eat that stuff?
It's 7:30 in the morning.

Practice.

It's good. You want some?
- I'll pass.

We're still trying to track down
former Corporal Cohen.

He left a trail till 2002, then nothing.
- Tony?

Sacco was stationed
in the same vicinity

with all four Marines who went UA.

Got to be more than a coincidence.

What'd we learn about the fight
from his record book?

I called the Colonel he was working for
in '92. He didn't remember much.

Could have been because
it was 2:00 a.m. when I called him.

But you never know.
- What'd he say?

He thinks it was over a woman.

An all-nighter, this is all I get?

We're recreating
a 12-year history, Gibbs.

What'd you expect?
- More.

Great, then bring Major Sacco
in for questioning.

Give me something
I can nail him with and I will.

I'll get it for you.
- Yeah? How?

Let me shadow him for a couple days.
If he's got a screw loose, I'll know it.

He might lead us to Atlas.

All right.

Listen, boss, I'm telling you, it beats
sitting around here doing nothing.

If I'm out there, trying to find him...
- He said "okay," Tony.

I'm telling you, that explosion
really messed my hearing up.

I'll go with him.

No, no, I need you here.
DiNozzo, you call in every hour.

You forget one time, call in late,
don't bother coming back.

Look, just don't take any chances, okay?

I mean, if we're right about Sacco,
he's got more than a screw loose.

Here I was thinking you didn't care.

It's not about caring.
If anything happens to you

I'm gonna be stuck working
here with Gibbs alone.

He's not that bad.

A little grumpy sometimes...
- Hey, DiNozzo!

You still here?

Then again, you may be
on to something.

So I found Cohen. I think we can
cross him off the suspect list.

He's dead.

H Ow?

They found him last year in
a sewer system in Old Town Alexandria

chained to a wall.

Not a pretty picture.

Looks like he was
down there for awhile.

The locals are sending us
copies of the crime scene report,

autopsy and evidence of the scene.
It's a cold case.

Not any more.

Hey, where's Tony?
- I've got him tailing Sacco.

Alone?

He does his best work
when there's not an audience around.

I got a weird feeling.
- Abs, you always have a weird feeling.

I know, but this one's different.
- He can take care of himself.

You let me know
when those records show up.

Got it. What do you think, Kate?

Well, I just think you're suffering from
the effects of your party last night.

All I drank was Red Bull.
- How many?

18.

DiNozzo.
- What's the word?

Sacco just left the base.
I think he's heading home for the night.

We found Cohen.

Where?
- Chained to a sewer pipe.

He's dead.

Looks like we're running all out
of suspects.

Yeah, sure looks that way.
- You want me to pick him up?

Negative.

You just keep him under surveillance.

Whoa, hold on a sec.

You are not gonna believe
where he's pulling in right now.

Hammersmith's Country Bar.

Okay, maybe you will.

We're getting
a search warrant for his house.

You let me know when he leaves.
- Roger that.

DiNozzo,

watch your six.

Always.

What're you drinking?

I don't suppose
you have any sarsaparilla?

How about a ginger ale?
- Sure.

Hey, cowboy!

You here for business or my pleasure?
- One ginger ale.

Business.

You haven't found your Marine.
- Not yet.

Maybe I can help you look?

This is everything the Alexandria PD
found on Corporal Cohen.

That's interesting.

According to Cohen's records,
he was Jewish.

What about Sacco?
- He's Baptist.

Thanks.
- Yeah.

Hey!
- Sorry.

Great.

Debbie Sue, it's me, Bobby Lee.
Mr Burt's English class.

Who?
- Come on...

It's my bad.

I thought you were someone else.
Take care of her. She's a real keeper.

Hey.

Gibbs.
- What's up?

Sacco just left the bar.

I'm not feeling so well.

Tony? You okay?

I think I screwed up, boss.

Hey! DiNozzo, can you hear me?

Tony-

Tony! Tony, do you hear me?

We're coming for you!

Welcome to hell.

All right, that's it.

I've interviewed everyone in the area.

No one saw Tony
after he came out of the bar.

You don't think he's...

Yeah, me neither.

Sacco.

We have people at his house,
an APB out on his vehicle.

It's only a matter of time
before we pick him up.

Yeah, well, time's the one thing
we don't have.

Gibbs for Director.

Only a week?

Hey, hey, hey.
Conserve your strength, okay?

You're gonna need it.
- For what?

For when I get us out of here.
- You got a plan?

Of course I do. I found you, didn't I?

Granted, the escape part's
still a little fuzzy, but...

I just got here.

Unless you're a blacksmith,
I'm pretty much screwed here.

You need to think positive, gunny.

You're right. I'm positive I'm screwed.

A sense of humour's good.
You're gonna need that.

Okay, let's get this chain off your leg.

How?

Rule nine.
- What?

You know, those rules they teach
you guys in the Marine Corps.

What rules?

I always suspected Gibbs
was making that stuff up. Well...

Rule 9 is:

never go anywhere...

without a knife.

Even if you get it off,
how do we get out of the room?

One thing at a time, huh, gunny?

We're dealing with a serial killer
who is methodical and patient.

He spread his kills out
over an eight-year period.

And if we go by Cohen's case,
he's into making them suffer.

But why'd he go after Tony?
- He saw something tonight,

something Major Psycho
doesn't want us to know about.

Then why didn't Tony tell us?

Because maybe he didn't think
it was important at the time.

Have we heard anything
from Agent DiNozzo yet?

McGee, you're late.
Kate, bring him up to speed.

Where can I set up shop?

Take Tony's desk.
- You don't think he'll mind?

I think Tony's got other things
on his mind right now, McGee.

It's all right.

All right,
you're gonna need to carry this.

All right?

I need to confess something.

Well,

when we get out of here,
I'll find you a priest.

No.

I deserve this.

I belong here.

You don't.
- No one deserves this, gunny.

It was an accident.

He must have found out about it.
- Found out what?

We killed four girls, Agent DiNozzo.

And Major Sacco was in love
with one of them.

I reviewed Corporal Cohen's
autopsy results from 2002.

His body tissue had high concentrations

of insect venom,
honey bees to be exact.

Did it kill him?
- Unfortunately, no.

Our young friend starved to death

and judging by the fat
and muscle tissue loss,

it happened over a period of weeks,
if not months.

That's the first good news
I've heard all day.

It means there's a chance
Tony and Atlas are still alive.

You'll find him, Jethro.

That a question or a statement, Duck?

A little bit of both, I'm afraid.

Aw, damn it.

Tell me more about the girls.

The base was closing.
We all had girlfriends out in the town.

We didn't want to leave them.
- So you decided to kill them?

Makes sense.

They would have been better off
if we had.

Instead,

we tried to smuggle them
back to the States

inside shipping containers.

You mailed your girlfriends home?
- Shipped.

But Lieutenant Sacco
changed our orders at the last minute.

He split us up
and put us all on different ships.

We all assumed that
one of us was on the one with the girls.

Oh my God.

They were padlocked from the outside.

They only had enough food and water
for a few days.

Everyone thought
they stowed away themselves.

But it was us.

We killed them, Agent DiNozzo.

One of them was Sacco's girl?
- Was.

She left him for me.

That's probably why he saved me
for last.

What do you got?

I pulled a partial fingerprint off the silver
cross found on Corporal Cohen's body.

Major Sacco's?
- No.

It's not listed in any database.

Abs, you could have told me that
on the phone.

I know, but I did find a match.
- We just don't have a name yet.

A match from where?

The reporter's credit card
receipt from the bar.

She wasn't after a story.
She was working with Sacco.

Well, that's one possibility.
I recommend that we run a test...

Gibbs.

Secure the area. We're on our way.

Manassas PD located Sacco's car.

McGee, get me an arrest warrant
on Carol Powers.

You got it, boss. I mean, Agent Gibbs.

Let's roll.
- Kate,

bring him back, all right?

I think I got it this time. Come on.

Come on, baby. There you go.

I won't make it.

I can... I can barely stay conscious.

I must have read your file wrong, gunny.

It said you were a Marine.
- I am a Marine.

If you say so. Most Marines I know...

they don't quit.

Special Agent Gibbs, NCIS.

We think they're down
in the sewer system.

I got two canine units on the way.

Who's this other car belong to?

Plates came back stolen.
Looks like it was abandoned here.

We're going in.
- I'd wait for the dogs.

Was down there once looking for a kid,
got lost for almost three hours.

We don't get lost.

Gunny!

Gunny!

Gunny!

Where'd you go?

Gunny!

Gunny, I know you're here!

Where the hell are you?

Thank God, Tony's still alive.

Who else do you know
pisses people off like that?

Gunny!

Stop. I have to stop.

Stop.

Listen.
- Gunny!

You have 10 seconds, okay?

Gunny, where the hell are you?

Didn't we already pass by here?

Gunny!

Okay, come on.

I can't.
- I'll carry you if I have to, all right?

Come on.
- Leave me.

Come on.
- Leave me.

Tony?

Gibbs.
- DiNozzo.

What are you doing down here?
- What do you think I'm doing here?

Is that Kate?
- Yeah.

How'd you get over there?

I'm kind of winging it.
Atlas is in pretty bad shape.

Stay where you are,
we'll work our way to you.

I can't. Sacco's right behind us.

Okay, go. Go. Keep moving.
We'll catch up to you.

We got to go, all right?

Come on, come on.

Gunny! If you're down here, answer me.

All right.

Hang in there, Marine.

We're going make it.

There you go.

My father was right.
I'm going to end up in the gutter.

You?

Why didn't you stop?

Put down the weapon
and we'll talk about it.

You think I'm going to shoot you?

It crossed my mind.
- I followed her here.

I didn't want to believe it, but it's true.
She's completely insane.

Look, we got to get him out of
here before she finds us.

Who?

That would be me.

You might want to lose
that knife, cowboy.

You don't recognise me,
do you, Sergeant Bill?

Vanessa.

I thought...
- I was dead, I know.

You all did,

except for Sacco.

He's the one who found me half-alive.

My God.

It's all right, I've got you. All right...

At first I was grateful,

but then he turned out to be
like the rest of them.

He wanted to control me.

You're the one that killed
all those Marines?

Not yet.

It's the waitress from the bar.
- We take it slow.

You think she's going to shoot,

you take her out.

You don't want to do this.
- I've been doing this for eight years.

I was the youngest.

They gave me all their food, and slowly,
each one of them died.

Do you know what it's like
to watch your friends die?

To sleep with their corpses? Do you?

We can't let you do this, Vanessa.

We?

Drop it!

Yeah, my friends.

Admit it,
you were worried about me, right?

You don't have to say anything. I know.

Okay, I want you to say it.
You care, right?

So you're saying you don't care?

Tony, as far as I'm concerned,

you're irreplaceable.

I knew it.

I knew behind the whole Marine thing
you really are,

at heart...
- Forget about it, McGee.

He's still alive.

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