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Looks like we're good
on candy bars and gummies.
What about
Klowny Kakes?
Fresh out.
Those things
never sell.
Must be those teenagers
I've been telling you about.
Light fingers.
I think I know who's got
the light fingers around here.
What are you talking about?
Ethel, they're back.
Those kids are after the beer.
No use hiding, punks!
Original air date on October 23, 2012
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"Had a blast last night.
Can't wait for more.
"
I think they want
to meet up again.
Uh, it was sort of a
one-time thing for me, McGee.
Oh, come on, admit it,
Tony.
You had fun.
Eh.
It was a more social
experience than I expected.
So, you two did end up
going out last night?
How'd you know about that?
I have hearing
like a horse.
Hawk.
A horse's hearing, McGee,
is one of their
keenest senses.
Which is why
you must "horse whisper.
"
I don't think
that's right.
Where did you two end up
going last night?
Well, actually
Went to a bar.
Well
I like bars.
Oh, wants know if we're on
for Friday night.
"We"? Okay, one second.
Since when did you two start
picking up women together?
You wouldn't understand
the science
behind a good wingman, Ziva.
All right, McGoose,
tell the girls
Maverick says, "Game on.
"
Maverick.
Top Gun.
McGoose.
I can't believe
you two.
Truth is stranger than fiction.
Grab your gear.
Missing crew of Ghostrunner 12
just washed ashore.
Didn't that helicopter go down
four days ago?
Yeah.
Come on, let's go.
By the time
the ambulance got here,
I had found the other two
on the beach, washed up.
Only three survivors?
The first one stumbled
into the store.
He was the only
one conscious.
The other two were
passed out.
Dry as a bone.
No sweat.
Sunstroke.
And bad.
EMTs rushed them all
to the hospital.
They say anything?
Guy in the store just
kept muttering about
someone named Happ.
Yeah, well, that's the pilot.
Fourth crew member.
Guess he's still missing, then.
I heard about the crash
last week on the news.
Never put
two and two together
till I talked
to your other agent.
Lots of letters like you.
She got here
before you did.
According to the report
last week,
the helicopter crew was running
a routine training operation
off the USS Seahawk.
Didn't they send
a distress signal?
They did, but Coast Guard
rescue operations
didn't find anything.
McGee?
There is still liquid inside.
Hard to believe there'd be
any fresh water left.
Waterworld.
Kevin Costner
drinks his own urine.
Smell it.
Told you.
Let me guess.
Gross movie trivia works
with women in bars?
Well, something must,
'cause Tim and I
have a pretty fierce date
on Friday night,
and I have to say
we are a force of nature.
I see.
So women are just
waiting for
this masculine force?
Pretty much, yeah.
Okay.
So, if it's that easy,
I want you to pick up
the next woman you see.
That's juvenile, and I'm more
mature than that now.
Well, if either of you manages
to get a date,
I will do both
of your case reports
for the entire month.
Why?
What do you get out of it?
Game on.
This a game to you, DiNozzo?
Oh.
Um, Agent Borin.
Just sort of surprised
to see you here.
Well, you shouldn't be,
because I've been running point
on all search-and-rescue ops
for the last four days.
Borin.
Read the briefings, DiNozzo.
Got it.
Thanks.
That was one of my agents I sent
along for the ambulance ride.
Did the crew say anything?
Amidst the delirious
ramblings, yeah.
Apparently, the helicopter
was hit by a second aircraft.
So we're looking for more
than a missing pilot.
What happened up there?
That's what we have
to figure out.
Tribune or Herald?
Times.
Which one?
Does it matter?
Eh.
They're all just calling about the helo.
I'm surprised we haven't
heard from ZNN.
Usually, they're the first ones to
Oops.
What? We got real work to do.
Like finding
the mystery aircraft.
I know.
So let's stick with the crew
we actually know
something about.
I pulled service records
on our missing helicopter pilot,
Lieutenant Commander
Oliver Happ.
And then we got files
on the three who washed up.
The crew chief,
Petty Officer Josie Sparks;
copilot,
Lieutenant Hank Joplin;
and rescue swimmer,
Petty Officer Adam Portis.
Rescue swimmer.
There's a job skill you hope
you never have to use.
Speaking
of job skills
What's this?
Rubbers for your date
with Borin.
Oh, extra large.
You knew my size.
Thank you, Ziva,
but I don't think
we need your help.
Maybe not.
But Borin does.
She wanted extra hands
with debris collection,
and so I volunteered
the two of you.
Unless, of course,
you would rather
me say that the wingmen
had to pull out.
Pilots pull up.
I meant exactly what I said.
Don't answer that.
Don't bother.
Agent David.
Yes.
Thank you.
That wasn't ZNN?
That was the squadron C.
O.
He's here to
brief Gibbs.
He didn't say anything about
being hung up on before, did he?
Don't think that's
on his mind right now.
Tower, we're experiencing
radar altimeter failure.
Happ, we're losing altitude.
I lost the horizon.
I lost the horizon!
Pull up, pull up!
Last transmission never
mentioned a second aircraft.
FAA and local air traffic
controllers
never reported anything
in the area of the crash.
What area is that, Captain?
This is my XO, Lieutenant
Commander Hernandez.
He knows the mission
and its birds back to front.
The last coordinates
indicate
the helo went down off
the coast of Delaware, sir.
Well, how'd they
end up in Maryland,
Commander?
A RADALT failure
could indicate
bigger nav system problems.
These are likely false
crash coordinates.
Would explain why we never
found signs of the wreck.
And why you still haven't
found my pilot.
We're updating
the search area now,
but I'm not the one
that signed off
on a faulty helicopter,
Commander.
All right, now, listen.
Nobody wants to
look bad here.
This is an unavoidable
mechanical failure.
We don't know what it is
until we ask the crew.
Well, until the crew
is medically cleared,
the only people allowed in
are immediate family.
Right now, your focus should be
on finding that missing wreck
and Lieutenant Commander Happ.
It is.
Eyewitness testimony
could give us
flight trajectory, landmarks,
any number of factors that
Doctor's orders.
Pentagon prefers this crew to be
completely recovered
and fully lucid.
We don't want any more
delusional misinformation.
It's already been four days
without any progress.
The media is ready to cry foul.
I'm not the media.
I don't cry foul
unless there is one.
The survivors could
at least tell us
if the pilot survived the crash.
Just find him.
And call me when you do.
You're not really
gonna wait, are you?
No.
Jethro?
Are you here?
Yeah, right here, Duck.
Oh.
I didn't see you hiding.
I wasn't hiding.
Why are you
whispering?
Oh, I think it's appropriate,
given the clandestine nature
of our mission.
Duck.
I asked you to get medical
records, not launch codes.
Mm-hmm.
Nice disguise.
Yes, well, I'd like to think
that the success of this ruse
is not because of a costume, but
because of my covert prowess.
Thought you called in a favor.
Yeah, well,
a cribbage friend
is head of oncology.
It's on the floor above, but
that's beside the point.
Well, let's get to the point.
Yes.
I reviewed their records.
Petty Officer Portis
remains comatose,
but Lieutenant Joplin
and Petty Officer Sparks
are recovering well.
That, in spite of the fact
that they both suffered
acute dehydration
and exposure.
Injuries from the crash?
No evidence
of head trauma
or anything severe.
I mean, it's
it's a wonder, really.
You believe there's more
to this crash
than mere mechanical failure.
No, I don't believe
anything yet.
Yeah, well, if you're planning
to interview the survivors,
you're gonna have to get past
numerous guards
and medical staff.
Yes.
I will use my "covert prowess.
"
I was going to suggest
that you use a master key.
It'll get you into
the security wing.
This part of that favor?
No.
So I recommend you hurry.
Lieutenant Joplin.
Special Agent Gibbs, NCIS.
Afternoon, sir.
You heading home?
No, sir.
My C.
O.
thinks I should rest up
another day or two.
Told the doctors
I was feeling okay, but
Let me help.
If you don't mind
me asking, sir,
shouldn't NCIS
be assisting
with search and rescue?
Well, we are.
Anything you
can tell me
to help find
Commander Happ?
Not much chance he's
still alive, is there?
How do I justify me
coming back instead of him?
I don't have family, sir,
but Happ's got a wife and kid.
Yeah, well, that's why I'm
asking you, Lieutenant.
What happened?
We were flying low.
Tower, we're experiencing
radar altimeter failure.
Happ, we're
losing altitude.
Lost the horizon.
Lost the horizon!
Pull up, pull up!
Everything after is a blur.
Next thing I knew,
we were bottom up,
scrambling for the raft.
It was black
out there.
Maybe we missed him.
Maybe it's our fault he's gone.
You mentioned a second craft
when you washed ashore.
I did?
Guess I must have been delirious
'cause the only thing
we hit was water.
into the Atlantic.
Might as well hit concrete.
You got a better chance
of winning the lotto
than walking away from that.
I can't explain miracles, sir.
Just give thanks for 'em.
Instead of looking
for washed up helicopter parts,
we should have Abby looking
for evidence
of who's turning this
ocean into a Dumpster.
This place is
disgusting.
Quit your eco-whining,
Captain Planet.
Want to win the bet or not?
Well, not this badly.
Still think
sucking up to Borin
is the way to get a date?
Really appreciate
the help, guys.
Oh, hey, no problem.
Oh, yeah, no,
this is great.
Really like the new hair.
Thanks.
Uh, we're gonna hit
the north shore next.
Marine debris can get caught
in the sewage plant intake.
Ew, sewage.
There's got to be
an easier way.
Why don't you just walk up
to her and ask her out?
Why not?
I'm sure she'd enjoy
a free dinner,
even if it is
from one of us.
Get off my beach.
Leave the bags and move along.
Take it easy, pal.
We're federal agents.
I'm not impressed.
Coast Guard.
Drop the knife.
All right,
all right,
there's been
a misunderstanding.
Yeah, you think?
Who the hell
are you?
Name's Shamus Quinn.
I thought these blokes
were trying
to muscle in
on my business.
Garbage?
Scrap metal
and recyclables
but it's hard to sell it
when you're stealing it.
Well, I guess
it's a cutthroat business, huh?
You gonna give
that back, champy?
No, and this scrap is evidence
in an ongoing investigation,
scruffy.
Are we going to have a problem,
Mr.
Quinn?
Of course not, ma'am.
Anything
for the Coast Guard.
Women of the water
are a weakness of mine.
But you are taking
my livelihood and my knife.
Feel like
I should be getting
something
out of this raw deal.
Yeah, like what?
I don't know,
maybe dinner with you.
Okay,
but from now on,
anything you find
on that beach gets turned over
to the Coast Guard
immediately.
But I get it back
when you're done.
Deal.
Sweet.
Guess Agent Borin
likes her pork salted.
Well, we can't compete
with that.
Speak for yourself,
McInsecurity.
What's that guy have
that I don't have?
Calluses?
I have emotional calluses.
You want a date
with Agent Borin?
No, I mean, I just don't
want to let Robert Shaw win.
Besides, she's a little
too much like Gibbs.
Well, that could be
a good thing.
Gibbs is independent, loyal,
sometimes even caring.
Have you told the boss
about these feelings?
He can be open-minded.
Tony.
What?
Agent Borin!
It's our missing pilot.
Well, if that's a gunshot wound,
then he didn't
die in the crash.
I still smell like warm sushi.
Your little wingman setup
is proving to be painful.
Well, that was the point.
Yes.
No, of course.
Thank you.
You know, technically, maybe
I should be asking you out.
You did say
the first woman I see.
Cute, but you had your chance.
Uh-huh.
Thank you.
Joplin and Sparks have been
released from the hospital.
Good.
I got questions.
Yeah, I think the Pentagon
was anticipating that.
They've assigned
JAG representation.
Which is a smart move
considering the missing pilot's
got a bullet in his brain.
You got info on the victim?
Uh-huh.
Lieutenant Commander
Oliver Happ.
Four years with Helicopter
Sea Combat Squadron 24.
Otherwise known as
the Ghostrunners.
Exemplary service record,
including two commendations for
acts of bravery in Afghanistan.
He's married
with a six-year-old son
who was recently diagnosed
with neurofibro-fib
Neurofibromatosis
type two,
but you can call it
NF2 for short.
Hey.
Can you give us
a minute, buddy?
You can go play your game
over there by the window.
That's a cool costume.
Top Gun?
No, no, he's a helicopter pilot
like his father.
I was told you found
my husband.
Sorry for your
loss, ma'am.
Thank you.
What happened?
I saw on the news that pilot
error hasn't been ruled out.
We haven't ruled
anything out yet.
Did you recover
his flight helmet?
No, ma'am.
No, we haven't.
Not yet.
Why?
Oliver my my husband
he promised Gunner that
he could use it for Halloween.
He he worships
his dad.
Like the rest of your crew,
Commander,
you are strangely free
of impact trauma,
and it appears you miraculously
survived the crash.
Not as lucky
with the bullet.
Ah, well, it entered
the frontal lobe,
made a mess of things
and ended up on
the occipital.
Luck had nothing
to do with it.
No exit.
Small caliber.
Yeah, I just
sent the slug
up to Abby
for processing.
Time of death?
No, impossible to say.
Estimate.
Uh, this man's
voice was heard
on the aircraft's
last transmission?
As it went down around midnight.
Then I would estimate
that he was killed
sometime after midnight.
Shot at close range?
Are you asking me if this
man committed suicide?
Yes, I am.
Then my answers are going
to continue to frustrate.
He was immersed in water,
so you can't
test for GSR.
His face is eaten
by marine life,
so you you can't
discern stippling.
While he may have
self-destructed,
there is absolutely no
way for me to prove it.
Hell of a way to go.
Yes.
But a slow death
adrift at sea,
well, suicide may have become,
well, a prudent
choice.
Abby.
Other Abby, welcome back.
You looking for helicopter
parts or having a garage sale?
Um, both.
I put together
half a ten-speed bike,
part of a car engine,
two kitchen blenders,
all in perfect working order.
I can't believe the things
that people throw away.
Can't believe you took the
time to put it back together.
If there were
any helicopter parts,
I would have happily
built you a helicopter.
Right now, I would just
settle for some good news.
How about a lead
on our shooter?
Ooh.
I ran ballistics
on the bullet
recovered from our victim.
Was this before or after
your blender building?
Concurrent with.
The bullet removed from
the skull is a .
22-caliber.
That's not Navy issue.
The only handguns
on that helicopter
should be
standard nine-millimeter.
Any of the crew
own a spare?
I found one six-inch,
ten-round Beretta
registered
to Petty Officer
Josie Sparks.
Gibbs.
Gibbs, it's Borin.
Abby says Borin
is on her way up.
I don't understand
what the big deal is, Ziva.
It's just a date.
You tell her, McGee.
Also, you owe me 40 bucks
for those tickets.
They were your idea.
And you're welcome.
Now, get in there,
Hollywood.
Take her breath away.
Iceman's got your back.
Why do you get to be Tom Cruise
and Val Kilmer?
Well, this is going
to be priceless.
Hi, Agent Borin.
Uh, I wanted to know, do
you like '80s cover bands?
Because I have tickets.
I mean, uh,
Tony got tickets
for us, I mean, uh, you
know, if you want to go.
Um, I just figured
that since we were both born
around you know, that
that you would
remember the '80s.
How old are you?
You asking me out, McGee?
Well, yeah, well,
I've got tickets.
Yeah, no,
got that part.
When's the concert, McGee?
Uh, next week, boss.
This can wait.
Get Petty Officer Sparks
in here now.
On it!
On it!
I thought you had my back.
Nothing I could do.
Had to eject.
Special Agent Gibbs,
this is Lieutenant
Nora Patel, JAG Corps.
Lieutenant.
I'm not finished.
The Pentagon wanted me
to remind both of you
that we are all
on the same team.
We all want
the truth.
Of course, sir.
All on the same team, Leon?
Could've fooled me.
That's the
company line
until the higher-ups
get one of two things:
the truth or someone to blame.
Well, I do prefer
that the two were related.
Yeah, but I'm not sure they do.
That's a nice tie, Leon.
A new look?
It's my wife's idea.
It's supposed to help
lighten my mood.
Yeah?
How's that working out?
My client doesn't know
anything about that.
You understand how it looks
when you hide behind a lawyer?
Lieutenant Sparks has
a right to legal counsel.
If for no other
reason than to defend
against any
unfair tactics.
I've heard about you,
Agent Gibbs.
Bullet that killed your pilot
was fired from a .
22.
You own one.
Unauthorized
personal weapons
are not permitted
on Navy operations.
Which is why your client was
disciplined for it last month.
You took your .
22 on the flight
and you used it to shoot Happ.
Now, does anything
sound unfair so far?
We're leaving.
Life's unfair, sir.
Tell that to him.
Happ knew
better than anyone.
That's the problem.
Don't say another word.
No, because I didn't shoot him.
Happ was the one
trying to kill us.
I'm listening.
Happ just found out
his kid's sick.
No cure.
Understandably,
he's been upset.
He even got into a fistfight
with the squadron commander
last week.
But
But I didn't realize
how bad things were
until I caught him drinking
before a mission briefing.
She didn't report it because
Happ didn't fly that day.
I let him sleep it off.
Are you saying
your pilot was drunk?
No, sir.
We never would've let
him fly that night
if something was wrong.
He seemed fine.
Until we caught him
messing with the RADALT system.
He said he couldn't go back.
Couldn't face not knowing
if his kid was gonna die.
He put us into a dive.
We tried to stop him.
Pull up! Pull up!
I pulled my weapon, but never
got the chance to fire
because we hit the water.
I lost it
and never saw Happ again.
Why did you lie?
I was trying to protect him.
We all were.
You can understand that,
Agent Gibbs.
Protecting someone who tried
to kill three people?
No.
For his family.
It's enough they lost
a husband and a father,
but I guess now you're gonna
have to tell them the truth.
He was a coward.
Did you find out what happened,
who shot my husband?
How had your husband
been feeling lately?
Oliver was fine.
He looked forward to flying
any chance he got.
Wh-What, what is this about?
His reaction to
Gunner's diagnosis.
He was devastated.
We all were,
but that was weeks ago.
Why are you asking?
What's wrong?
Found, uh
a number of these
hidden around the house.
Credit card shows
frequent trips
to liquor stores
and bars.
Has your husband been
drinking more lately?
He drinks when he's
with friends
and-and when he works
out in the garage,
but it was never to excess,
and he would never fly drunk.
No, not drunk
depressed.
His crew says he tried
to commit suicide.
No, no, suicide
is impossible.
Why is that?
Gunner.
NF2 is a genetic disorder,
Agent Gibbs.
It causes tumors to grow
randomly throughout the body,
and right now,
our son has a tumor wrapped
around his facial nerve,
and when they remove
the tumor,
the nerve will
most likely be destroyed.
Oliver and I had to tell
a six-year-old boy
that he will probably
never smile again.
But Gunner didn't ask
any questions,
he didn't cry.
No, he's a tough kid.
You know what
his main concern was?
That he'd ruin
our family pictures.
No one gives up
on a kid like that.
Especially not his father.
Are you saying
his crew is lying?
Yes, I am.
I don't care about
jurisdiction.
I care about
finding that wreck,
so just send the water
samples to NCIS for testing.
On it, boss.
What exactly are
we testing for?
Oil and other
mechanical fluids
can linger
after a crash.
If we can find a trace,
then we'll get an idea
of where to take
a closer look.
I see.
It's a long shot.
Last hope.
Just do it, Omagi.
Out.
Copy that.
Out.
I forget you're
a team leader.
Yeah, a lot of
good I'm doing.
Performance review?
Abby told me.
So, what are you
looking to do
move on up
or move on out completely?
Maybe, uh, transfer
somewhere tropical?
You trying to get
rid of me, DiNozzo?
Oh, no, I just
have been there.
Looking for a better
job title, better money.
So, what are you doing
still working for Gibbs?
Can't offer me
better people.
Listen, if you're not busy
this weekend,
I actually was thinking
Oh, crap.
Oh, Crawfish Casanova, huh?
Yeah, relax.
I'm not
going on a date with him.
I only said I was
because I knew what you
and McGee were up to.
Ziva told me everything.
Of course she did.
So that means the bet's off.
Yeah, and it sounds to me like
you have better people to ask.
Wait.
Where's my stuff?
We've grounded
all rotary wing squadrons
until each and every bird
is mechanically inspected
for flaws.
So far, it appears to be
an isolated incident.
And if the crash
was human error?
I told you,
Happ wasn't depressed.
Your crew is trained
to compartmentalize
emotions, correct?
They've also been trained
to recognize and speak up
about operational
risk management factors
lack of sleep,
domestic problems.
Suicidal tendencies.
I know my people.
A lot of people
under your command, Captain.
Happ's been a friend
longer than a subordinate.
I'm the first guy
he told
when they were pregnant
with Gunner.
I'm the first guy
he came to for support
when he was diagnosed.
Now, if there was something
wrong, I would know.
So you knew
about the fight
Happ started with
Lieutenant Commander Hernandez?
What fight?
Hernandez.
Sir.
Get your butt
over here.
What are they
talking about?
Petty Officer Sparks
mentioned it.
Pilots get
competitive, ma'am.
My training times
were better,
and he accused
me of cheating.
Nothing bruised but egos,
so I let it slide.
Lot of that going around lately.
I trust my crew,
Agent Gibbs.
If they never said
anything to me,
there was nothing
to worry about.
Two of them are saying
something now, Captain.
That you let a man
with emotional issues
fly that night.
So who's lying,
Captain,
you or your crew?
You can stare all
you want, but a
watched Mass Spec will not boil.
He's also immune
to wishing, hoping,
willing, most forms of voodoo.
Like I said, most forms.
What do you got, Abbs?
Salt water.
There's no significant sources
of any mechanical pollutants
in your water samples.
Sorry, this is just
not your week.
Hasn't been great
for the Happ family, either.
And it's about to get worse.
How?
Pentagon is ready
to issue a statement
blaming the crash
on Happ's suicide attempt.
But the investigation
is still ongoing.
We told them that,
but the longer they wait,
the more it looks like
they're hiding the truth.
Yeah, but
we don't know the truth, do we?
Lab.
This is Abby.
Does Gibbs know about this?
He and Ziva are headed back
from the Seahawk.
Guy's wife and son are about
to be bombarded by media,
and all we have is hearsay
and a couple of bourbon bottles.
And the eyewitness testimony
of two decorated crewmates.
Their stories match.
Well, who's to say
what's the truth, right?
Those guys spent four days
together in a raft.
Am I missing something?
You mean besides
a helicopter?
Or a single straight answer?
Need more than a gut feeling.
How about
a third opinion?
That was
the hospital.
Petty Officer Portis is awake.
Game on, McGee.
Let's go.
What about Gibbs?
We'll call on the way.
Doctors suspect brain damage
due to the dehydration.
They're not even sure
he can understand them.
Then I guess we'd
better ask the right questions.
Petty Officer Portis,
we're with NCIS.
We're investigating
the crash.
Your crewmates,
Joplin and Sparks,
have each given full accounts.
We're hoping you might
be able to help us confirm
what happened
that night.
Did Lieutenant Commander Happ
try to commit suicide?
Is that what caused the crash?
Release my clients,
Agent Gibbs.
Pentagon press briefing
is in two hours,
and you have no evidence
to refute their testimony.
Petty Officer
Portis said enough.
Except that he never
actually said anything,
and doctors are saying
partial brain damage.
It's gonna take
a lot more than a hazy nod
to keep this case open.
She's right, Gibbs.
I'll let you know
when we find it.
We have been running
deep background
on the entire squadron,
and found a connection.
Four of them applied
for apostille stamps
in the last month.
A form of federal notary for document
verification.
So what?
Well, they're rare,
and usually only needed
to open offshore
bank accounts.
You have proof
that's what it was for?
No, but that's not what
got our attention.
Call the ball, probie.
Of the crew on that helo,
Happ was the only one that
never applied for a stamp.
I thought you said
there were four.
There were
the fourth was
Squadron Commander Hernandez.
If the crew was
into something together,
then what's his connection?
Well, the final mission report
was just published,
and it includes
personnel rosters.
We knew who was
on that helicopter.
But we didn't know
who was supposed to be.
While Commander
Happ was on duty
that night, he wasn't
originally scheduled to fly.
Hernandez was.
Go.
We don't know what any
of this means, Director.
Let you know when we find it.
Looks like your ego
is writing checks
your offshore bank account
can't cash, Commander.
What did you
know that kept you
from wanting to fly that night?
Nothing.
I was sick.
I went to see my girlfriend,
and she made me chicken soup.
That's funny she said
you went out to dinner
and that you
weren't sick.
Time to change
course, flyboy.
Before you find yourself
crash-landing
in the middle
of a court-martial.
That's od one.
You can wear the sunglasses
for a little bit.
That account
wasn't for your
military pension, was it?
Joplin and Sparks planned it.
Nobody was supposed to find out.
Find out about what?
That we were
gonna sell the helo.
Sell it to who?
I don't know.
Joplin said he found a buyer
and everything was set
for that night, but I
couldn't go through with it
and I called in sick.
Who killed
Lieutenant Commander Happ?
I don't know.
I swear.
Joplin and Sparks, they saved
my *** in Afghanistan last year,
and I owe them
my life.
They can't know
that I said anything.
All right?
That's a negative, Ghostrunner.
The pattern's full.
We didn't kill Happ.
We're not
murderers, sir.
Prove it.
Excuse me, Petty Officer.
You can't split them up.
I need to advise
both my clients.
Not if they tell me the truth.
Lieutenant.
Sir
How much does
a Seahawk go for
these days, Lieutenant?
Three hundred thousand.
Split four ways.
Wow.
But only
if it works, right?
I guess if the Coast
Guard can't find it
Maybe it was not lost
in the first place.
There was no crash.
We faked it.
Tower, we're experiencing
radar altimeter failure!
Happ, we're losing altitude!
I lost the horizon!
I lost the horizon!
Pull up! Pull up!
Comms are cut!
They can't hear us!
We flew south and landed
on a ship waiting to meet us.
We'd get our money,
set off in the raft
and wait for rescue teams.
being phased out of service,
nobody would miss it.
We all agreed to the plan.
Until Hernandez backed out.
Everything else
was in place,
so we took a chance and told
Happ once we were in the air.
You knew he could use
the money for his son,
and against three
armed crew members,
he would not have much choice.
You threatened him.
No!
He went along with it
on his own.
Or so we thought.
But once we landed,
Happ pulled his weapon on us.
We're not doing this!
I want your weapons
on the deck now!
And your .
22, Sparks!
Come on, Happ, don't blow this.
The plan is gonna work!
Said he wasn't gonna lie to his
country or his family like that.
No, he stood up
to all three of you.
So you shot him?
No.
It was the boat captain.
We should've stopped it there,
called off the deal.
But you took the money
in offshore accounts.
The captain was
supposed to drop us
near where we faked the crash.
But the *** changed things?
He disabled
the transponders
and just dumped us.
We were nowhere near
the search grid.
We deserved it.
I need a name, Lieutenant.
The buyer was Shamus Quinn.
Met him at the marina
where I keep my boat.
In Virginia Beach.
Call Borin.
Have her lock it down.
Got an update?
Yeah.
This warehouse is the only address
listed under Quinn's name.
Are you sure
he's in here?
Yeah.
we got movement in
the back office, and no one's
been in or out
since you called.
Let's move.
Spread out.
Ziva, stairs.
Get off me!
Come here!
Get off me!
Settle down, Hemingway.
You got him?
Yeah.
Same model
as Sparks' gun.
It's got to be
the *** weapon.
Here we go.
Nice job, McMan.
Since we found the missing helo
on Quinn's boat, my review
is looking pretty good,
so how about a drink on me
as professionals?
Oh, have to take
a rain check.
You know, we kind of
have plans already.
Friday night.
Hot dates, huh?
Yes! Playing video games.
Ha!
You never went to the bar.
You stayed home
playing with yourselves.
I mean
with each other.
I mean
McGee, I read your e-mails.
You broke in to my computer?
How do you know my password?
Boss, she's not allowed
to do that.
- Truth will out, DiNozzo.
- Right.
Let's hear it.
Well, we had every
intention of going out,
and when I went
by McGeek's place,
he he was still
enthralled by this-this
first-person shooter game.
It was pretty
cool, actually.
That would explain
your newfound combat tactics.
Look, don't
blame me, Tony.
You were the one
that wanted to stay
once I found
that sorority sister
"capture the flag"
battalion.
Oh, they-they were hot.
They sounded hot.
Ziva.
Drink?
Yes.
Thank you.
Finally, someone has the decency
to ask me to join them.
Gibbs.
That's what
this was about?
She set us up
because we didn't
ask her out
in the first place.
How did we miss that?
The better question is:
How are you gonna fix it?
Hold that door!
Oh!
I'm in.
I'm in.
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Game on.