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Hey!

Hey! Over here!
Over this way!

I'm the one who called!
He's right over there!

♪ NCIS 12x14 ♪
Cadence
Original Air Date on February 10, 2015

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
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♪ ♪

Here we are.

Told you they'd be here.

Hey, look, everybody!
It's Jake Malloy!

The yin to Bishop's yang.

Hey, what is it,
Casual Tuesday at NSA?

Couples yoga at the YMCA.
Mm-hmm.

It ran late.
We're changing here.

You guys have been doing
a lot of couples classes lately.

Always working
to improve our marriage.

And it sucks.

The classes. Not our marriage.

Last week, it was...

couples massage.

Yeah, that was
just creepy.

Yeah. So after this morning,

we decided
we are taking a break.

From, uh, the classes.

Not each other.

And then Ellie had
a brilliant idea...

I'm glad that you guys

are figuring all this
couple stuff out,

but if you'll
excuse me...

Don't you want
to hear what the idea was?

You know, isn't the mystery
of not knowing more exciting?

Ellie, I would love to hear

what your idea was.
Don't you dare, McGee.

I'm being courteous, Tony.

It's a trap, Tim.

We want to take you to dinner.

What's the catch?
No catch. Our treat.

At NSA,
we had the same colleagues.

But Jake doesn't really know
you guys.

So you want to take
me and McGee

to dinner,
no strings attached.

And Gibbs.
And Gibbs.

Well, there you go.

Don't know if you've noticed,

but the boss
hasn't been the fun,

social Gibbs
that we all love and fear.

Yeah, well, he has had
a lot on his mind lately.

That's an understatement.

Doesn't matter though-- there is
no way he's gonna say yes.

Already have.

Expecting you to be there.

I'll have bells on, boss.
I love dinner, boss.

Good. We'll go over the
details later. Come on.

Got a dead Marine
in Gwynns Falls.

Can I have a minute to change?

I'll change in the car.

Bye.

Wait.

You'll what?

The victim
is Private John Wallis.

19 years old.

State troopers were
alerted early this morning

when a hiker
discovered the body.

Police found Wallis's watch,

wallet, and $300 cash,
but no cell phone.

Nothing like
the frigid morning air

and treacherous terrain

for me to regret giving
Mr. Palmer paternity leave.

No good deed, Duck.

Yeah.
Who have we got here?

Oh, man...

Quite a blood-letting.

Tony, would you, uh,
help me? Just...

roll him up....
here, you see?

Our victim is covered in blood.

Apparently the result
of multiple wounds.

And yet there's no blood
underneath or around him.

So Wallis was dumped here
after he was killed.

Blood trail leads this way.

You think the initial crime
scene is deeper in the woods?

"Verum,

Animus, Officium."

Truth, Valor, Duty.

I didn't know
you spoke Latin, Tony.

Well, I know those words.

That's the motto of
the Remington Military Academy.

It's the last prep school
I ever went to.

I guess Wallis went there, too.

Tony in a uniform.

I'd pay to see that.

He's got something
in his hand here, boss.

Looks like a photo.

I can't make it out.

Whatever it is,
he was holding on for dear life.

See this? Killer dragged

Wallis's body from
somewhere down here.

Huh.

So, military school, huh?

So, yeah.

Uniforms, PT, drills...

Those are all things that
happen at military school, yes.

How'd you end up there?
It was Senior's Hail Mary,

trying to straighten me out

after six boarding schools
in four years.

Huh.

It just doesn't really jibe with
my mental picture of Tony at 17.

You must have hated it,
the pomp and circumstance.

Hey, look at this.

This looks like some kind
of tarp.

Might've been used
to wrap the body up.

I got tire tracks over here.

Tire tracks.

So let's say the killer
used this access road,

dragged the body up
to where we found it...

Set a fire to burn the evidence.

Well, I thoroughly enjoyed

my Latin classes in school.

Translating
Caesar's Gallic Wars, Book 5.

It's amazing.

2,000 years
of so-called civilization

and we're still fighting
the same wars.

What do you got
for me, Duck?

Well, young Private Wallis
was stabbed 20 times.

Most of the wounds
are in the upper abdomen,

damaging his
spleen and liver.

However,
it's this cut to his neck

that severed the carotid artery
and caused all that...

dramatic bleeding.

Weapon?
Weapon. A knife.

Straight-edged.
Six inches.

It left a distinctive mark
on two of the wounds.

It could be an imprint
of the hilt.

Abby's looking into it.

Anything else?
Well, no.

And that's what's strange.

There's no bruised knuckles or
cuts on his hands and fingers.

He didn't put up a fight.
Peculiar for a Marine

that's trained
as a lethal weapon.

But someone was able
to get close enough to him

to cause all these wounds.

He was taken by surprise.

And most likely
by someone he knew.

Private Wallis was
a scholarship student

at Remington
Military Academy.

Top of his class. He joined
the Marine Corps just three days

after he graduated
last spring.

Where he also excelled.

Top of his class
in the school of infantry.

His unit was part
of the 22nd MEU,

set to deploy on the
USS Edgerton out of Norfolk.

Five days ago, he received
a call to his cell phone.

Then he emptied
his bank account--

1,500 bucks--
and went UA.

Didn't use his credit
cards or cell phone.

- Just vanished.
- But what we do have

is the last call
he received

before he went quiet.
Traced the phone number

back to the Remington
Military Academy.

It's a house phone
in one of the dorms.

Any one of 100 cadets
could have placed that call.

But whatever was said,
Wallis went UA

immediately afterwards.

Okay. Go to the school.

I want to know
who made the call.

Uh... uh...

Do both of us really need
to go there? I mean,

do we really need two agents to
go all the way to Rhode Island?

Is there a problem, DiNozzo,

with you going back
to your Alma mater?

Well, hey, let us go talk
about it. Let's-let's, uh...

let's have a cup of coffee.
Let's... hash it out.

I don't need to hash it out.
I just need to...

prepare myself for
the psychological...

Hey.

You got six hours in a car,

you got one night
in a hotel room

to prepare psychologically.

Make it count, Skippy.

Thank you, boss.

No time for chitchat, McGee.

Mama's cookin' on all six burners here.
Strictly business, Abby.

Just wondering if you found
anything useful off the ashes

Tony and Bishop found
near the crime scene.

Other than watery eyes
and an itchy throat, nothing.

And before you say anything,

I haven't matched the tire
tracks from the crime scene.

And don't even ask
about the murder weapon.

I was planning on
stabbing dummies all day,

but now I don't know.

Abby...

I was gonna ask if I can help.

Oh... well, that's nice.

Why don't you come over here and
help me get blood off this photo.

It's not glamorous
and it's not fun,

but it's the best way
to get blood off a photo.

Maybe if this takes long enough,
I can skip tomorrow night.

What's tomorrow night?

McGee?

Okay.

Jake and Bishop invited us
to dinner tomorrow night.

I think it's an agents-only thing, but...
Relax, McGee.

You're not upset
you weren't invited?

No. Why would I be?

Burt and I hang out with
Bishop and Jake all the time.

We even took a class together.

Please tell me
it wasn't couples massage.

Dab, McGee. Dab.

Abby was able to clear up the
photo found in Wallis's hand.

Pretty girl.
Someone from the base?

Not a Marine uniform.

That's RMA.

Maybe she's Wallis's classmate.

Abby wasn't able
to identify her.

Well, they'll know
at the school.

You feeling nervous to go back?

I'm a grown man, Bishop.

Takes a little bit more
than a visit to my old school

to make me nervous.

So, DiNozzo,

you may very well be the first
cadet to get limo service

from the train station.

Guess your dad wields
some influence.

We'll give you a
proper tour tomorrow.

You'll be in Hull House
with the rest of the seniors.

Here we are.

"Leave the gun.
Take the cannoli."

The Godfather?

Come on, kid, it's a classic.

Uniforms, PT gear and basic
toiletries are in your room.

We had to guess sizes.

This is you.

Your bunkmate's name
is Travis Phelps.

Look... first night

is usually the hardest.

If you need me,
I'm down the hall.

I'm 17, not seven.

And this isn't my
first new dorm room,

new clothes and
new teachers.

So back off, buddy, okay?

The name's not buddy.

It's Mr. Tanner.

And from now on
you are Cadet DiNozzo.

Grab some rack time.

Can't believe my eyes.

Anthony frickin' DiNozzo
back on my campus.

I'm happy to see you.

Nice to see you, Coach.

Please, call me Gerald.

Gerald, this is
NCIS Special Agent Bishop.

Ah... NCIS.
Very impressive.

I always knew this one
would make me proud.

You did?
Yeah.

Well, we're not
here to reminisce.

Of course not. Uh, you're here
about John Wallis.

Tragic. How can I help?

Uh, wondering if you
know this girl.

That's Christine Sanders.

We need to talk to her
as soon as possible.

I'm afraid that's impossible.

Why?

Christine Sanders is dead.

Christine was a junior.

A go-getter. She was
on the dean's list,

just like DiNozzo.

And she was on track
to becoming our first

female valedictorian.

Uh... I'm sorry,
can we back up a second?

Did you say...

Tony made dean's list?

He shaped into a model cadet.

Let's stay on point here.

What about Christine?

Her grades
started slipping.

She became withdrawn.
Quit the track team.

Ten days ago,
the senior cadet

discovered her
in her room, dead.

She'd overdosed
on pills.

No one saw the signs?

Look, half the students
in our academy

are here because
they are troubled.

Even Christine had
her rough times.

That's why she was here.

We have built our reputation
on turning young lives around.

Just look at him.

What about John Wallis?

Oh, he's a great kid;
great athlete.

He was senior cadet
last year.

We all saw
a bright future for him.

What was Christine's
relationship with him?

Wallis was her
commanding officer.

Uh, she was one of 40
cadets under his care.

Come on, Coach.

He had her photo
in his hand when he died.

The school became coed in '95.

And honestly, we're

still navigating the raging
hormones on campus.

But there is
one clear rule:

Dating amongst the ranks
is strictly forbidden.

Did Wallis come back
to campus in the last few days?

Uh, not that I know of.

Look, I-I'm sorry,
I'm confused.

Um, do you think
Wallis's death

had something
to do with Christine?

Christine died
ten days ago.

A few days later, Wallis
received a call from her dorm.

Then he went UA.

If Christine was already dead,

anyone on campus
could have called Wallis.

Remind me never
to piss you off, Abbs.

Couldn't if you
tried, Gibbs.

I'm just trying
to match the knife

that was used to
kill private Wallis.

But no luck, so far.

Okay, let's track Wallis's
movements after he went UA.

His cell phone's off.
Then, uh,

can we hack into, uh,
his GPS RAM thingy

and back-trace
his memory deal?

Um...

None of those things are...

things, Gibbs.

And one of 'em's a band.

And when someone
turns their phone off,

there's nothing you can do.
I mean, it's off.

Of course...
just because it's off

doesn't mean I can't
turn it back on.

It doesn't?

Depending on what type
of phone Wallis had,

I may be able to remotely
turn it back on.

And, yes, then

we can hack into his GPS
thingy memory deal.

Okay.

Okay, let's do it.

Hey, Abs.

Boss, just got off the phone
with New England TeleCard.

What is New England TeleCard?

They provide calling cards
to the cadets at RMA.

They were also able to give me
the name of the cadet

who called Wallis
the night he went UA.

Caller was Cadet Lucas Craig.

Tell DiNozzo and Bishop.

Mm-hmm.
Okay.

I turned Wallis's
phone back on.

I'm tracing
its location now.

It's at a residence
that belongs to...

Frederick Cantor;
Richmond, Virginia.

Lucas Craig
is Senior Cadet.

Means he's the highest-ranking
student on campus.

Were you Senior Cadet, Tony?

No, he was too busy

shaking and baking on the
basketball court for me.

But he was a flag bearer.

What are you doing?

Uh, McGee wants a detailed report.
Stop it.

Hey.
Craig's overseeing

close-order drill outside.

He'll be done soon.

Uh, I've got a
faculty meeting.

Will you be around
afterwards?

Actually, we're
heading back to DC.

Well, that's too bad.
I wanted to catch up.

Pleasure.

Really good to see you.

Coach.

Oh, my God.

That's you.

You look so...

dashing.

Yes, "dashing" is a
prerequisite for flag bearers.

Squad, fall in.

Dress right, dress!

A-ten hut!

Ready.

Port, arms.

One, two, three.

One.
One, two, three.

Two.

5:00 a.m. wake-up call,
man, that's bad enough.

But the food? Come on.
Do you know how much

our parents are paying
for this place?

Took me a month to get
kicked out of my last school.

Think I'm going
for a personal best.

One, two, three.
Hey,

you doing okay, Piggy?

One, two, three.

Man, you're all flushed.

Stop!
Just breathe.

Come on, man.

Cadet Piggy, what the hell
are you doing?

He needs a break,
Golan, come on.

That's Drill Leader.

What?

You will address me
as drill leader, Cadet DiNozzo.

Okay, well,
Drill Leader,

I think Piggy
needs a little break.

And probably the nurse.

That's two demerits, DiNozzo.

What for?
One for dropping out of PT.

One for your tone.

Yeah, whatever--
let's get Piggy to the nurse.

Piggy is gonna stay
where he is until

he learns how to
keep up with the rest

of the squad,
and you are gonna

get back in line if you

know what's good for you.

Well, one thing's for sure--

I've never known
what's good for me.

Company, halt!

I called Wallis after

Christine died.

I thought he should know.

Why would he need to know?

We're investigating
Wallis's murder,

not an infraction
of the school's code of conduct.

They were dating,
weren't they?

It started last year,
after the fall formal,

and they stayed together even
after Wallis graduated.

Must have been hard on Christine
when Wallis enlisted.

I can't say.
She kept it to herself.

You were close
with Wallis?

He was my commanding
officer for two years.

Yeah, we were tight.

Wallis come back to campus?
No, ma'am.

He was pretty broken up
over Christine.

Said he was gonna

drown away his sorrows,

crawl into a hole.

I'm sorry, that's all I know.

Well...

call us if you
think of anything else.

Special Agent DiNozzo.

It's graduates like you
that make this school proud.

Uh, I think he
wants you to salute

him back.
I know.

Thank you.
Ma'am.

Maybe he's right.

Wallis went off
to self-medicate,

got caught
in a bad situation.

What do you think?

I think the guy
over at that pickup

has been watching us
since we got out here.

What guy?

There was a guy.

Didn't even know
the phone was here

until I heard it come to
life a few hours ago.

Scared me to death.

Wallis came to see you?
Yeah.

Didn't know he was UA.

Sorry about the mess.

Been having a hell of a time
with this new table saw.

For $1,500,
you think she'd work.

Why'd Wallis come to see you?

I was his mentor.

You went to RMA?

School saved my life.

Turned me from a punk
into a man.

Enlisted in the Corps,
went into business.

All thanks to RMA.

So I give back.

Started a scholarship.

The Cantor Scholars.

I pick a different
kid every year.

Pay their way
through RMA.

Help 'em out.

And Wallis was
one of these kids?

Got him out of the worst
school in Richmond.

From the day I met him,
I knew he'd do me proud.

What about the night
he came here?

He was a mess.

His girlfriend had
committed suicide.

He didn't know what to do.

I tried to guide him.

Wallis was UA for five days

before he died.

Any idea
where he might go?

Not his family.

They bugged out of town
his sophomore year.

No forwarding address.

He came from a
tough neighborhood.

A lot of gang violence.

He fought his whole life
to get away.

Maybe he didn't have
any fight left in him.

Okay, let's get something
you will not,

under any circumstances,
tell McGee

one detail of what you saw
at my old school.

The only thing I saw was
that you were a good cadet,

and that they respect you.

Yeah... so let's not
go blabbing about it.

Why does it bother you?

It's part of who you are.

You can't ignore
your past, Tony.

Just watch me.

And not one word
or I'll tell McGee

that song you sing
in the shower.

How did...?
Cheap motel. Thin walls.

It's a ridiculous song.

Step on it or we're gonna be
late for this dinner of yours.

Oh, you and Gibbs.

Very Special Agent DiNozzo.

You don't know the whole story
about Christine and Wallis.

Who is this?

Someone who can help.

Okay. I'm listening.

What don't I know
about Christine and Wallis?

Not on the phone.
We meet in person.

Parking lot.
Nutley Hardware.

Oh, Nutley.

That's right next to Remington
Academy. Um...

we just got back to DC.

You better turn around if you
want to know why Wallis died.

All right, we'll be there
in six hours.

We'll bring breakfast.

Hope you like
gas station taquitos.

All right. Leaves one issue.

No, I understand,
you have to go back.

It's for the case.

Well, the good news is,
you can go home.

And don't worry about Gibbs.
Tony's gonna let him know.

Oh, I think he
already does.

Well, yeah, DiNozzo.

You do what you got to do.

I'm so sorry.

Okay. I'm gonna go now.

I guess it's just
the two of us.

Should we eat?

Jake, I want to ask you
something...

work-related.

Will it require top-secret
clearance to answer?

Yeah.

And it stays between us.
I'm all ears.

What do you know about Russian
and Palestinian relations?

Ah.

You think our Deep Throat's
a no-show?

Hmm?

What?

Who's this?

Here we go.

Get in. They could
be watching us.

"They" would be...?

Piggy? Is that you?

Nobody calls me that
anymore, Tony.

Now get in the truck.
It's not safe.

What is this place?

Some kind of
condemned property?

It's my house.

Oh. Sorry. It's, uh...

It's very distinct.

Hey, turn that off!

No. What are you
afraid of, Travis?

RMA, Tony.

They're everywhere.

Why are you afraid of RMA?

Because I work for them.

Okay... you said
you knew what happened

with Wallis and Christine.

Christine's death
is not what you think.

She didn't commit suicide?

She was pushed to it.

It was Honor Corps.

Hello?

What the hell?

- What's up, guys?
- Cadet DiNozzo.

You've been found guilty
of breaking rules

of the code of conduct.

Your punishment will be
delivered by Honor Corps.

I'm guessing
you're the Honor Corps.

You're ours for
the night, DiNozzo,

and we're gonna have fun.

Yeah, I'm gonna go ahead
and opt out.

Mm... no.

All right, you really want
to do this?

Huh?

DiNozzo, where
the hell have you been?

Basketball practice
started ten minutes ago

down in the weight room--
you're late.

Need to make do without him.

Thanks, Coach Tanner.
Don't thank me yet.

I've seen you shoot.
You got talent.

I meant it-- you're officially
on the basketball team,

and officially
ten minutes late.

20 laps, DiNozzo.

I thought
Coach Tanner put an end

to Honor Corps our senior year.

Nothing ended senior year.

They just kept
it quieter.

And basketball players
were off-limits.

You have no idea what
was happening to me

when Honor Corps came around.

What's Honor Corps?

It's a group of students

who bully substandard cadets.

Break a rule, or bring
squad performance down,

and they pay you a visit.
Look...

Travis...

I'm sorry for what happened
to you, but...

I'm wondering
what happened to Christine.

They disciplined her.

Every night for a month
before she died.

They broke her.

So, how does Wallis play
into all this?

I told him exactly
what I told you.

Wallis was here?

He came a few days
after Christine died.

He was looking for answers.

I brought him here, and
I told him everything.

Then he went back to campus
to confront Honor Corps.

Who did he confront?

I don't know their names
or faces,

but Wallis sure seemed to know
whose ass he was going to kick.

Listen, Travis...

I am sorry.

I had no idea what was
happening to you back then.

'Cause you never asked.

Well, I spent the morning
trying to find out

if Wallis's death was
gang-related,

like Frederick Cantor suggested.

Turns out
he was a straight-A student,

never got into any trouble.

Now, on the plus side,

Abby managed to get surveillance
from the bus station near RMA,

was able to prove

that Wallis was
at the school a few days ago.

That's great, McGee. Hey...

I need to know what happened
at dinner last night.

Oh, uh...

Well, last I saw, Gibbs and Jake
were at the table.

I didn't stick around.

Why did you leave them alone?

It was every man for himself.

Why? What did Jake say?

Well, I haven't heard from him.

All right, I'm calling Jake
again right now.

Okay.

- Hello?
- McGee?

I was trying
to call Jake's phone.

You did call Jake's phone.
It was on Gibbs' desk.

Why is my husband's phone
on Gibbs' desk?

Hey, why does he call you
"Ellie Belly"?

Tim, this is serious.

Tim?

You know what?
I'm gonna call you back.

No, wait. Tim...?

Hey, boss.

What's up?

I was in Silver Springs
this morning--

where Christine
Sanders is from?

She filed a police report
over winter break.

She was being stalked?

Someone followed
her at the mall.

And then, he was in
her house at night.

Someone she knew.

- I'm not a stalker.
- How do you explain

following Christine home
for winter break?

We were friends.

Friends don't
sneak into each other's

bedrooms to surprise them.

I'm Senior Cadet,
captain of the football team,

and I haven't got there

by taking no for an answer.
You have no clue

how bad that sounds, do you?

I got the message
when the police cuffed me,

and they threw me
in a holding cell.

I left her alone
after that.

No, you didn't.

You wanted
to punish Christine.

No... no, I didn't touch her.

Right.

- Honor Corps did.
- Ah...

Honor Corps is a folk tale
that we tell plebes

to scare them--
Hey... hey!

You can't go in there.

I went to this school,
Cadet Craig.

I know what a gray
armband means.

You used Honor Corps

to punish Christine
for turning you down.

It's not like that.

It's not like that?
What's it like?

You'd drag her out at night,

force her to do PT,
humiliate herself.

We have a code of conduct.

You break the code,
you pay the price.

Christine broke the code.
Translation being:

you made up a reason
to get her in trouble.

I remember guys like you.

Drank the Kool-Aid,
believed in the traditions,

because you were desperate
to be a part of something.

Well, guess what?

You're part of something.

But outside
of these walls, Cadet,

nobody gives a damn
about your code.

Whatever you did

led Christine to kill herself.

You can't prove that.
We don't have to.

We're not here to arrest you
for Christine's suicide.

Wallis's murder,
on the other hand...

- I, uh...
- We know he came to campus,

found out about Honor Corps,
and he came looking for you.

You are the senior cadet,

captain of the football team,

with a bright future
ahead of you.

Unless it disappears.

Tell us what happened.

Wallis came to see you.

He was furious.

He had every right to be. I...

I pushed Christine too far,
and, uh...

...I made her kill herself.

And he wanted to make me pay.

You fought him?

No.

Provost Tanner stopped him.

I finally got a hit

on the tire tracks
from your crime scene.

And it wasn't easy, either.
I compared them to every tire

that's actively sold
on the market.

No match.
Then I compared them

to international tires.

Nothing, so I had to
think out of the box.

Discontinued tires.

And that's when I hit pay dirt.

The track is from a tread used

exclusively in the 1970s
on various European cars.

Could a tire
manufactured in the '70s

still be operational today?

No, but a replica could.

This is a custom job

made to resemble
the original tire of...

a 1972 Citroen DS.

DiNozzo!

I just got a very angry call
from Cadet Craig's father.

You can't be
interrogating

one of my students
without letting me know.

And why are you looking
at my car?

Coach, will you open
the trunk, please?

Or I'll get a warrant
and break it open.

Thank you.

Please step to the side.

There was a lot of
blood back here.

Gerald Tanner,

you are under arrest
for the murder of John Wallis.

Come on. Come on.

Damn!

What's the plan here?

Steal the coach's car,
drive to Mexico?

Hey, maybe.

I don't belong here.

I'm not a
rules-and-regulations guy.

So your dad sends you
to school number seven.

It don't feel right.
You cut and run.

But for how long?

You have
an opportunity here.

You have talent
on the basketball court.

You're smart.

You don't like rules
and regulations?

Me, neither.

You gonna let that
stop you?

It's self-preservation.

You're worried about Cadet Golan?
He hates me.

And he runs Honor Corps.

It's only a matter of time.

Honor Corps won't touch you.

How do you know that?

Because you're a starter
on the varsity basketball team, DiNozzo...

and I look out for my guys.

Now, there are things
about this school

that are gonna change.

Honor Corps is one of them.
This is a good place.

You do belong.

Don't run.

Take a stand.

And I'll stand with you.

He was a mentor.

Want me to take
the interview?

No. I'm not gonna run.

You had a nice long car ride
to think

about what you're gonna say,

so don't make
any excuses.

I want an explanation.

You lied to me about seeing
Wallis on campus that night.

I didn't tell you about Wallis because...
Because his blood

was all over the trunk
of your car?

I don't know how that got there.

Why would I kill Wallis?

Honor Corps.

You said you were gonna get
rid of that 20 years ago.

Wanted to.

It's not that easy.

You know how RMA is
with tradition.

Honor Corps is not
a tradition.

It is as ingrained
in our DNA

as Color Guard or Plebe Week.
You're the provost.

I didn't get to be provost
by effecting change, Tony.

What happened the night
Wallis confronted you?

I stopped him
from pummeling Craig.

Took him
to my office.

He blamed Honor Corps
for Christine's death.

Wanted to shine a light.

I told him that if he exposed
Honor Corps that...

it would hurt the school.

At least you had your
priorities straight.

I told Wallis that he needed
to take a step back, that...

we could work it out.

But he could tell
you were lying.

You know how many kids

this school has saved,
over the years?

Just like you?

Doesn't that success outweigh
a few lost causes?

Christine wasn't a lost cause--

none of 'em were-- they were
just kids who needed help.

Just like me.

When did you pull the knife?

You're not listening, DiNozzo.

I didn't touch him.

He walked out of my office,
prepared to expose us.

I braced myself
for the fallout.

How did his blood get
in your car?

I don't know.
I-I barely drive the car.

Spends most of the time in the shop.
And when it's not in the shop?

It is where it always is.

And everybody knows
where I keep the spare key.

If you change your mind
and decide to leave...

...don't hot-wire my car.

Whatever you think of me,

I never could have done this.

I left RMA a long time ago.

I don't talk about it.

It's not who I am.

But there was a part of me
that still believed.

In the motto. The code.

And that part's gone now...

along with Christine Sanders...

and John Wallis.

Tony was right.

The spare key
was in the sun visor.

And Wallis's prints are all over
the steering wheel

- and the gear shift.
- Wallis took Tanner's car,

and Wallis's killer
brought the car back to RMA.

Any other fingerprints?

No. There were
no more fingerprints or DNA.

But I did find traces
of paraffin wax.

Was Tanner a carpenter?

We have access to the bus
station security cameras?

Yes.

I want to see the 24-hour period

after Wallis was killed.

After Wallis was killed?

Whoever returned Tanner's car
needed a way to get home.

Special Agent Gibbs.

Didn't hear you knock.

I didn't.

Still having trouble
with this damn saw.

Just won't work right.

Something got in here
that wasn't supposed to.

I'm guessing

it's John Wallis's blood.

He came down here again,
to see you.

We have
surveillance footage

of you from the bus station
near RMA.

Stop.

I'm not gonna
cause you any problems.

I knew you'd come back
to me eventually.

You'll find Wallis's blood
on the chisel.

I tried to clean up, but...
Yeah.

Blood doesn't clean up
too easy, does it?

What happened when
Wallis came back here?

He was upset.

He was talking wildly about
Honor Corps and cleaning up RMA.

He wanted to go public.

He didn't know
where to start.

He needed your help.

He didn't understand
the ramifications.

A scandal like this
could hobble the school.

I have no wife, no kids--
all I have is RMA.

It's my legacy.

I couldn't have let
Wallis threaten that.

Even if your legacy is broken?

Honor Corps seems harsh
to an outsider, but it works.

Weeds out the weak.

Challenges the rest
to live up to a standard.

It made a man out of me.

Did it?

Man enough to know
what's important.

To respect tradition.

"Truth, Valor, Duty."

That's our motto.

I gave it to Wallis,
and he betrayed it.

No, he lived up to the motto.

You betrayed him.

They're letting me go.

Uh, I just wanted to say
that I never m...

I'm resigning.

You were right-- I let the
kids down, I let you down.

For what it's worth,

I am proud of the man
you've become.

You okay?

Never better.

I have something for you.

It's a photo of
a photo but...

you should keep it.

It's the past, Bishop.

It's your past, Tony,

and it's a good one.

I have a tricky relationship
with the past.

I either bury it...

or fixate on it.

Still working out the kinks.

Well... whatever
happened in your past,

helped make you the
awesome guy you are today.

Well, if it isn't
Jake Molloy!

Look at you!

Hey.

Hey.

Where were you?
Yeah, I'm-I'm, I'm sorry.

Closed-door meetings
at NSA all day long.

I mean, I would've
called but, uh--

But Gibbs had your phone?
Yeah.

I left it in the diner
last night.

He said he'd leave it here
and I could pick it up.

Sorry I made you
sit through dinner.

Oh, no, don't be.

It was great.

I mean, Gibbs is
so easy to talk to.

He is?

Yeah, yeah.

And we had a lot to discuss.

Like what?

What happens in the diner
stays in the diner.

Are you kidding?

The whole point
of the dinner

was we would have
more to talk about.

And we will,
just not about last night.

Well, it sounds like

you guys have a lot to talk
about on the ride home,

so good luck with that.

Yes, we will.

Next time, Tony.

Bye, Tony.

Hello?

Piggy. Hey.

I mean, Travis. Sorry.

It's Tony. DiNozzo.

Oh, hey...

Yeah.

I was thinking, what do you say

we grab a late dinner, catch up?

I can meet you halfway.

How about Passaic?

Sure...

Three hours.

I'll see you there.

All right.

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