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How much?
Don't know.
Come on, take a guess.
I don't know.
Then we're just going to have
to settle this with facts.
I am Googling "men's jacket.
"
What would you say
it was made of?
- It felt like butter.
- Lambskin.
Who's the designer?
- Why do you assume I know?
- Because.
Because? Because I'm a woman?
Because I'm Jewish?
Because you're a great detective.
True.
McGee flashed the label
when he showed us his lining.
Armani.
Anything else?
Lizard-embossed trim,
a two-way zipper,
and a chest pocket.
Found it.
It's from the Armani
- You can purchase it for
- $2,000.
They say the clothes make the man.
Yeah, he's not a
man, he's a McGee.
Either way, where is he?
Over there, overdressed.
You okay?
Yeah.
I, um, I just need to talk
to Special Agent Gibbs.
Hey, your, uh,
jacket's really soft.
Thanks.
Who is McGee escorting?
I don't know;
never seen him before.
This is Special Agent Gibbs.
Lieutenant Sanders, sir.
I need you to investigate a ***.
Whose?
Mine.
NCIS saison 4 Epsiode 16
Dead man Walking (NoTV)
Script: swsub.
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This is killing me.
I feel like I know him.
Mossad?
Maybe.
Internet dating?
I will kill you 18 different
ways with this paper clip.
Ducky figure out what's wrong
with Lieutenant Sanders, boss?
No, he's still examing him.
Thinks it could be
radiation poisoning.
Do we know how he was exposed?
No, but he's got
a high-risk job
as an inspector for the IAEA.
International Atomic Energy Agency.
I wonder if he's been to Israel.
I feel like I know
him from somewhere.
DiNozzo, check his travel.
Is this guy contagious, boss?
Well, for McGee better hope not.
Underwear, too?
Yes, McGee, I need everything.
Don't you think that's
kind of overkill?
Get over it, McGee.
I'm a scientist, remember?
You said he coughed on you?
Yes.
So I need to check
all of your clothing
for radiation.
If you were exposed
Yeah, I feel exposed.
Where's your jacket?
Come on, you need to test
that, too?
You said he grabbed your arm.
Will you promise
not to stain it?
I promise not to stain it.
Table's cold.
None of my other patients
ever complained.
Sorry,
I thought it might be nice
for you to have someone
to talk to for a change.
Oh, I always talk to my guests.
The difference here is
that you talk back.
- Talk about what?
- Let's see.
In your case, I'd talk
about your runner's physique,
your well-toned calves,
your impressive thighs.
It doesn't sound quite
so personal when you're dead.
Mr.
Palmer.
Yes, I will label these and
get them over to radiobiology.
When did the nausea start?
Two days ago.
Since I'd been traveling,
I blamed it on the local moqueca.
Until your hair
started falling out.
Ah, Jethro.
We have to wait
for radiobiology
to find out exactly
with what we're dealing.
Containment?
Minimal.
Abby's preliminary
findings show
that they're alpha emissions
which, unlike gamma rays
and X rays, can be blocked
by a simple layer
of dead cells on the skin.
Just avoid contact
and exchange of fluids.
- Is he fit to answer questions?
- I'm right here.
I can hear you.
I'm sorry;
it's force of habit.
You're around uranium
in your job.
What makes you think this was
*** and not accidental?
The radiation badge.
It's a thermoluminescent dosimeter.
I wore it to inspect
the power plant in Brazil
where we discovered violations.
When I returned four days ago,
the film from my badge
was processed.
And the glow curve?
Detected no exposure.
Said everything was fine.
Were the Brazilians aware
of your findings?
From my line of questioning,
I'd say they knew they were busted.
Brazil has a history
of covert attempts
to secure nuclear weaponry
with Germany's aid.
Yeah, it's an
unsavory partnership
that goes back to the fall
of the Third Reich.
I'll need access
to your offices
and your inspection team.
I told transpo I want
to move him to AFRRI.
That's the Armed Forc
Armed Forces Radiobiology
Research Institute.
Although in my line of work,
we call it something else.
What's that?
The last exit.
Okay, ready? Look away now.
Look at me,
close your eyes.
Now look back
really fast.
Open them up.
Anything?
N- No, still nothing.
Okay, squat down.
Squat down, close your eyes,
and then jump up and look.
Ziva, you find
out how you know
- the lieutenant?
- Not yet.
He's been to Israel
twice in the past decade.
We've never been in the same city.
He's also been to Iran, Bulgaria,
Pakistan, Kuwait,
Croatia, Korea, and Slovenia.
- Guy gets around.
- I left out Canada.
Ducky's transferring him
to AFRRI in Bethesda.
- Ziva, go with him.
- Protection detail?
Not sure yet.
On it.
Tacing his
phone calls, bank accounts,
everyone he's ever met
in his entire life.
Leave that to McGee.
You're with me.
Uh, McGee's not here.
Where the hell is McGee?
Abby is testing my clothes
for radiation,
and it is taking longer than
we thought, so
Pick up where DiNozzo left off.
Got it, boss.
If clothes make the man,
what does that make McGee?
Male nurse?
No.
Aqua Smurf.
I've e-mailed your records
to the doctors at AFRRI.
They'll be running more tests.
Try to conserve your energy.
You'll need it later.
I don't want to see you
back on my cold table.
I appreciate your help, Doc.
Good luck.
Forget something, Doc?
Special Agent Gibbs asked
me to accompany you.
I'm Officer David.
I'd, uh,
shake your hand, but
Um, actually, it would be best
to avoid all bodily contact.
You sound just like my prom date.
Would you mind smiling for me?
- Do I have something in my teeth?
- No.
You can stop smiling.
- I'm sorry.
- Don't be.
Do we know each other?
Where'd you go to college?
Israel.
Could we have met
at a conference?
Yes.
Except I've never been to one.
Burning Man, 2002.
Extreme Twister Camp.
I don't even know
what that means.
It took two hours,
but I finally found
three seats on a nonstop
Lufthansa flight to Gdansk.
You leave
next Thursday
Holly, I don't know even if
we'll be making this trip.
I'll know more after I talk
to NCIS.
Special Agent Gibbs.
Okay, well, the sooner
the better because there's
- cancellation fees
- I understand, just leave the itinerary.
I'm Mark Sadowski.
We spoke on the phone.
Diane, NCIS is here.
Which one is
Lieutenant Sanders' desk?
It's clean.
I can see that.
He means they swept
the office, DiNozzo.
When Roy said he was
throwing up, we checked
the radiation levels.
They're within normal limits.
I'll gather his things.
Hi.
I'm Diane Russio.
How's Roy?
Transferred to AFRRI.
We were hoping it was
just food poisoning.
Radiation.
Do you know where
he was exposed?
No, not yet.
Well, it couldn't
have been Brazil.
We toured the facility together,
and Diane and I aren't sick.
Could someone have done this
on purpose?
I'll need
your radiation badges.
Of course.
After hours in Brazil,
did all of you stick together?
Uh, we stayed in the same
hotel, ate the same food.
Roy would get up
early and run.
Oh, the night before we left, we
hit the local bars for a cerveza
and a cigar.
Roy left early.
Alone?
I was with him.
We just went straight back
to the hotel.
I'm 30 years older
than both of them
and they're the ones
who are too tired to party.
I'll go get my badge.
So can we visit Roy?
Yeah, if he wants
to see you.
Answers, Abs.
I got them, Gibbs.
I took Lieutenant
Sanders' dosimeter apart,
and I discovered
that it is hinky.
I- I might even call it
hinky-dory.
Oh, come on, Gibbs,
it's a little cute.
Okay, um
if you follow
this red beam,
you can see there's
no clear path
between the photomultiplier
tubes and the crystal lattice.
This little piece of plastic
is blocking the light emissions.
- Sabotage?
- Or
faulty manufacturing.
I mean, it's a state-of-
the-art lifesaving device,
but it's still made from
injection-molded plastic
just like a, um,
Happy Meal toy.
And you know how sometimes
you get one of those
and there'll be a little
blob of plastic on the leg
and you have to bend
it back and forth
Abby.
Somebody needs a Happy Meal.
What about these?
Um, these are
operational.
No globs.
Their reading
was a true positive.
My conclusion is that
Sanders had a bad badge.
There was no
foul play.
If he hadn't
gotten sick,
he wouldn't have even noticed.
I need to talk to Ducky.
Hey, Duck.
Jethro, I was just
about to call you.
Lieutenant Sanders wasn't
poisoned at the power plant.
I know.
The radiobiology lab
identified the isotope
in his blood.
It was thallium.
Wow, that is nasty stuff.
Isn't the nonradioactive
form of that
used for rat poison?
Yes, it's lethal
and extremely effective:
colorless, odorless,
tasteless,
and soluble in water.
Are you thinking ingestion?
Most likely.
And-and no longer
than 72 hours ago.
Okay, so now we know the "when.
"
We just have to figure out
why, how and who.
The pigment, Prussian blue,
has been applied by artists
since the 1700s.
Yeah, it was used
by van Gogh,
Monet, Picasso.
Me.
How long until
it takes effect?
About 24 hours.
Prussian blue works best
when it's used
or taken as a preventative
measure before exposure.
Or right after.
But in the meantime, let's see
if you can replace the fluids
you lost without an I.
V.
We prefer oral feeding
to maintain
the integrity of your gut.
My gut has integrity.
So does my spleen.
Now, you can eat anything
you want, just so long
as it's low-microbial.
But no drinking,
no smoking.
Are we done?
One more thing.
We need to keep
his stress levels down.
We're in the middle of an investigation
I have to go.
Any place I can
get some fresh air?
This facility has
an open-air garden.
They catch it in time?
Uh, unclear.
The next 24 hours are key.
I'm more interested in the past.
I want a list of every sip,
every bite, every kiss,
every time
he'*** the head
in the past 72 hours.
Do you think he's
hiding something?
Have you placed him yet?
No.
You place him first, Ziva.
Trust later.
There were only trace
amounts of radiation
on your clothes,
but I'm still
glad we tested them.
'Cause it's better
to be safe than glowing.
Where's my jacket?
It's here.
It's really soft.
If you rubbed that against
- a certain part of your body
- You didn't.
I don't even have that part.
Thank you for taking
good care of my jacket.
You're welcome.
What?
I promised you
I wouldn't stain it.
Just put your hand over it,
like this.
It looks very natural.
Thank you.
So did you find
anything in the stuff
Tony took from the lieutenant's desk?
Nothing yet.
I'm checking
all the protein bars
for needle-puncture marks.
Think the killer
injected them with thallium?
That's what I'd do.
It's pretty devious.
Using something so healthy
to make someone so sick.
So the rest of the pizza
is inside your refrigerator?
Yeah.
You can test it,
but I, for one,
trust Papa Don
implicitly.
Then what?
I brushed my teeth.
And then I
went to bed.
I was pretty jet-lagged,
but I still got up to run
the next morning.
What time?
I thought I was the only one who
got up that early to exercise.
Nope.
Had water from the tap
and an energy gel.
Raspberry.
Noted.
Then I ran the two
miles from my apartement
to the Custis Trail,
which runs along the
The Potomac.
Right.
Then I headed over the
The Arlington Memorial Bridge,
where you passed a woman
wearing a yellow Windbreaker.
Is she part of the plot?
No, she's me!
You're the one who wears the
fluorescent orange watch cap
when you run, correct?
Right, yeah,
so the cars will notice me.
People, too.
I pass you every morning.
I'm going east,
you're going west.
Don't you recognize me?
I'm sorry, no.
How about now?
I mean, you've got to picture me
sweating and panting
and, you know
Yeah, of course, I know you.
Yeah, you have a smooth
stride, great carriage.
I often turn after you pass
to admire your technique.
- Are you serious?
- Yeah.
Yeah.
You have a very cute,
tight technique.
How far did you run
that morning?
Eight miles.
Went home, showered,
and headed to the field office.
Ate two protein
bars at my desk.
Then at 1200,
Mark and I headed
to Oakwood Shooting Range.
- Where's that?
- Near Andrews.
What do you shoot?
Glock.
That's a good choice.
Mark and I ate lunch
while we took target practice.
I had a bacon cheeseburger
with fries,
washed down with a large coffee.
You run like a health nut
and eat like a slob.
I've always weighed the same.
People told me at 40,
my body would change.
I guess I might not
have to worry about that.
Have you made a will?
I'm sorry, that was
too blunt.
Uh.
.
No, no, no.
I like blunt.
I was thinking your beneficiary
would have a potential motive.
The joke's on them, because I
I don't have a will.
Mark Sadowski, senior member
of the team, is about to retire.
You know what that means.
He gets a watch?
No, somebody's
going to bump him off.
Standard procedure
in '70s cop flicks.
Did Sadowski and Sanders
get along?
Worked together nine years.
Neither filed a complaint
or requested a transfer.
What about the
other inspector?
Ah, Diane Russio.
Something's up with her.
She made Gibbs'
spidey sense tingle.
Don't touch that.
Sanders' car could
be a hot zone.
This car? I doubt it.
Rem is low.
It's safe.
After you, probie.
Reeks of cigar.
It's a manly scent
good for you.
You know what this guy
being poisoned reminds me of?
A movie?
Yeah, but what movie?
A movie I've never seen?
D.
O.
A.
it's called.
This accountant goes to San
Francisco, parties all night,
wakes up, finds he's poisoned.
He has 24 hours
- to find his
- Found something.
Is it dangerous?
Do you want kids?
Kidding.
Rem count's not that high.
We should take it to X ray.
Let's see what
we got in here.
Body parts?
Gym clothes.
- Get them to Abby.
- Ziva called with a list of
Lieutenant Sanders' movements,
where he went, what he ate.
We'll start at his apartment,
collect these items,
sweep for radiation.
Ziva figure out
how she knew him?
Personal connection.
Ziva has personal connections?
Lieutenant.
Did I startle you?
A little.
I'd say I was paranoid,
but someone just poisoned me.
Who?
Well, I've racked my brain
for enemies at work, but I
I can't think of anyone.
What about your
private life?
Do you have a girlfriend?
Are you asking me
in a professional capacity?
Yes.
I don't have one.
Why not?
Professional follow-up.
Well, I wouldn't date
anyone I worked with,
and outside of work,
I've never met a woman
who could understand
why I do what I do.
The focus, the risks,
the sacrifices.
They always want me to go teach
or go to law school.
But I love what I do.
I truly believe there are
good guys who need protection
and bad guys who need monitoring.
It's a mission, not a job.
"All that is necessary
for evil to succeed
is that good men do nothing.
"
That's my favorite quote, ever.
Sorry.
Felt a little dizzy.
I have to get you
into bed.
I'm not saying anything.
Sorry, it's the English.
How long do you think
he's going to be in here?
Hey.
Roy!
Hi.
I'm sorry, no contact.
I can't believe this happened.
You going to be all right?
Well, I hope so.
We'll probably just
cancel next week's trip.
Which one?
Pakistan,Uzbekistan and Russia.
It's one of those
"If this is Tuesday,
it must be Tashkent" trips.
Don't cancel.
See if Howard's available.
He's a good man.
Carreful.
Sorry.
I'm a
I'm a bit wiped out.
Oh, we'll let you
get some rest.
See you tomorrow, okay?
I need to talk to you.
It's about Lieutenant Sanders'
personal life.
Um, he says
he doesn't have
a girlfriend,
that he doesn't date, either.
Hard to believe,
but I think it's true.
Mr.
Sadowski,
would you mind
giving us a moment alone?
I'll be at the elevators.
You know something.
It's about Brazil.
When you two went back
to the hotel together.
Roy tell you about that?
No, my boss did.
What happened?
Nothing.
Tell me.
Nothing.
I got a little drunk,
I knocked on his door,
he wouldn't let me in.
I was a complete idiot,
and he was a complete gentleman.
Or maybe he's gay.
Oh, I don't think he's gay.
How do you know?
I saw the way he looked at you.
The higher levels of
radiation are due to
the concentration of
Lieutenant Sanders' sweat.
He made his
clothes radioactive,
not vice versa.
Abs, it's over.
I just hate to see the first
one of the morning end.
I did get one unexpected
piece of information.
Lieutenant Sanders
had a computerized chip in his left
sneaker to log his workouts.
That one of those
experimental DOD things?
Uh, no.
You can buy them
at any running store.
It transmits into this.
I was able to access
his exercise logs.
These are the last
two weeks
of his workout.
He's a machine.
Eight miles every day
in under an hour.
Lieutenant Sanders
was poisoned
Right around here.
His last two workouts,
they were only
slightly off pace.
Does that tell you
something about the case?
Tells me something
about the man.
Like what?
Like he would have made
a damn good Marine.
He's sleeping again?
We took a walk around the
garden, and it knocked him out.
We got the second
test results back.
Was the Prussian
blue effective?
No.
Lieutenant Sanders' lymphocytes
are continuing to decrease
and his radiation levels
are higher than
when he was admitted.
That doesn't make any sense.
It does if he's still
being poisoned.
There's no mistake, Gibbs.
The doctor said
Lieutenant Sanders'
radiation levels are increasing.
He's still being poisoned.
Someone wanted to finish the job.
Not a lot of people have
access to him: nurses, doctors
People preparing his food.
Could be a lot.
Plus, he had two
visitors from work
yesterday: Diane Russio
and Mark Sadowski.
Were they alone with him?
Yes.
At one point, I went to
the vending machine.
One of them could have
slipped it in his water.
What about Tony and McGee?
Have they followed up
on the list of locations?
Swept Sanders' apartment, office,
running path yesterday.
All clean.
They'll hit the rest today.
This is starting to look
very targeted, Gibbs.
Whoever did this is not just
after any nuclear inspector.
Sanders know
he's still being poisoned?
Not yet.
I'm worried it will
increase his stress.
Your call.
You stick with him, Ziva.
Like tattoos on Abby.
I think this will make
you feel better.
They tested the pizza
inside the refrigerator and, um
you were right about Papa Don.
Yes!
Exonerated.
Did they, um
did they find any clues,
any answers?
Not yet.
But they're still looking.
Well, tell them to hurry up.
I want to know who
killed me before I die.
Ziva.
Can you do something
else for me?
Of course.
Can you find me a lawyer?
I think I need to write my will.
Mark and Roy came here
a couple of times a week.
Usually at lunchtime.
You check out Roy's two perfect
targets hanging inside?
Missed them.
Which station
did they use?
We don't keep track.
At lunchtime,
it's first available.
But if you really
need to know,
I got a security camera.
Insurance made me put it
in last year after I got sued.
Personal injury?
*** harassment.
See, I like to
come up behind a shooter
and correct his stance.
Most appreciate it.
One guy from Utah didn't.
Bet I could
correct your stance.
I'm okay with my stance.
Sure like to teach you how to position
your shoulders over your hips.
Maybe we should get the
security footage
and review it back at the office
to see where they were.
No need.
I think we just
found our hot zone.
I have been working
for 30 hours straight.
This is only my fourth
cup of the day.
Mossad.
Hot liquid.
I'd let her have it, McGee.
Thanks.
So you spend the night
in the lieutenant's room, huh?
Yes.
We stayed up late, talking.
Yeah, I remember staying
up late in college
"talking.
"
What's that look
on your face?
What look?
Are you falling in love
with a dying man?
- Of course not.
- Hey.
The look on your
face says you are.
When did you become
an expert on love?
Last time I checked,
your idea of a long-term
commitment was a three-day weekend.
What's that look on your face?
Nothing.
I was just
going to say that
Look, I know what you
were going to say.
The next time Lieutenant Sanders
and I stay up late "talking",
we're going to use
a lead ***.
- Thank you.
- No, Ziva
I was going to say,
I hope he pulls through.
But you should know that
I found a photo
of an attractive woman,
a kid, and a husky
in his desk.
How'd he ingest the thallium?
Well, they ate lunch
at the shooting range and
Abby's combing through
the physical evidence, but
we still haven't
found the smoking gun.
We swept the Dumpsters
at the shooting range,
but the levels were low.
Same with the kitchen.
There were two food
preparers, two servers.
They all scanned clean.
So did Dee Dee,
and she's the rather
eccentric woman
who runs the place.
Then Roy, I'm sorry
Lieutenant Sanders must have
been contaminated at the point
of consumption.
I think someone spiked
his hamburger or his coffee.
Who got near his food?
I watched the
security footage,
and Mark Sadowski is with
him the whole time,
but you can't see
see the table or the food.
The cameras are trained
on the shooting stalls.
Oh, believe me, you don't
want to know why that is.
Someone could have
come from the back
and not been seen.
Sadowski was at the range
and he was here,
which places him at both
contamination sites.
Bring him in.
On it, boss.
I thought I told you to stay
with Lieutenant Sanders
the whole time.
Agent Lee's with him.
He's making out his will.
Can't die unless you see
a lawyer.
Hey.
He may not die.
He may pull through.
Officer David,
I need you
to witness the document.
In case you're wondering,
I left it all to my sister.
I hope she appreciates it.
We fight a lot.
Someday I'll tell you
about my family.
Yeah, well, don't wait too long.
Does your sister have a husky?
How'd you know?
It is a nice addition
to any family.
Do you have a dog?
No.
I'll file this
with the court.
But I hope we don't need
to execute it for a very long,
long time.
Thank you, Agent Lee.
Ziva,
Abby sent back
some of his things.
You know a lot about handling
radioactive materials.
Sure, for my job.
You were at the shooting range
with Lieutenant Sanders
a few days ago.
Yeah, we had lunch.
You slipped him
a little
thallium.
I've never touched thallium.
Look,
I had nothing to do with Roy
getting poisoned.
Nothing.
Skip the denials, tell me why.
This is my favorite part.
The part where
Gibbs breaks him?
No,
the part right
before Gibbs breaks him,
when the guy still
thinks he has a chance.
Why?
- There is no "why.
"
- Why?
I didn't do it!
I would never hurt Roy.
Sit down.
He's my friend.
We've traveled
the world together.
When I thought I had
prostate cancer,
he was the first person
I called.
So if you have
any proof I did this,
lay it out for me.
Let me see it.
'Cause I know it doesn't exist.
He'll break him.
I finished analyzing the debris
that I vacuumed from
the shooting range gravel.
Was it our prime suspect?
You mean
Frenchie?
No.
The fry registered scant
radioactivity after it was dusted.
None of the larger items
were contaminated,
but the micro debris
was through the roof.
Were you able to break
down its component?
Well, it took me a while,
but I isolated human skin,
human hair, lint,
tobacco ash,
both large and small,
salt, pepper, dirt,
and pollen.
Ducky?
Ducky?
He's gone.
I gotta go, too.
I guess when you gotta go,
you gotta go.
Make it fast, Duck.
We found the smoking gun,
with the emphasis
on "smoking.
"
Abby isolated large
radioactive ash
from the debris from
the shooting range.
It wasn't ingestion,
it was inhalation.
Someone injected the
thallium into the cigar.
Yes, it's very efficient,
too, because the lungs feed
directly into the bloodstream.
Sadowski mentioned hitting
the bars with Lieutenant Sanders
in Brazil for a cerveza
and a cigar.
So
Wait, boss,
I need
to show you something.
I really hope it's not
that YouTube clip
I sent him this morning
'cause it's a little
Now, I downloaded
the security camera
feed from the shooting range.
Here's the isolated footage of
Mark Sadowski
and Lieutenant Sanders.
If you had laced
a cigar with thallium,
would you stick around
to breathe in the smoke?
It's not likely.
It's like pulling the pin
on a grenade,
handing it to someone
and then standing beside them.
Sadowski didn't know they were
contaminated with radiation.
No, stay here.
Explains why you
couldn't break him.
He didn't do it.
Where are they?
What are you talking about?
The cigars you smoke
when you go
outside to get some fresh air.
Okay, I had a puff or two.
- I know the doctor said not to.
- No !
Where are they?
I had no idea
you were so antismoking.
I mean, honestly, at this point,
I'd consider myself lucky
to live long enough to die of cancer.
Look, Roy, these cigars
are laced with thallium.
Were they a gift?
I, uh I bought them myself,
duty-free, Sao Paulo airport.
Who else had access to these?
They were in my desk
until I stuck them in my bag.
Oh, man.
Okay, okay, you need to relax.
- You need to stay calm.
- It's all right, Roy.
It's all right.
Deep breaths now,
take deep breaths.
Keep breathing.
Two out of three
inspectors poisoned.
Someone's targeting
the agency.
Make a lot of enemies
wherever they've been, boss.
Or wherever they're going.
You stick with Sadowski,
DiNozzo.
McGee, get Diane Russio in here.
She's the only inspector
who isn't sick.
Yet.
We do a dozen inspections
a year, Agent Gibbs.
In a dozen different countries.
People don't like us,
but I can't
believe
any government
would sanction this.
Thank you.
We all got tested after Roy.
My results were negative.
Am I still at risk?
Low-level exposure.
Lieutenant Sanders
was the target.
You have an inspection next week?
Roy insisted we still go,
but now that Mark's sick.
.
Where?
That's classified.
We prefer it if they don't know
we're coming.
Need to know.
Russia,Pakistan and Uzbekistan.
Names of the facilities?
- MTAC Operations.
- I need satellite time.
I'll get the schedule, sir.
When do you need it?
Now.
Last one, boss.
Tashkent, Uzbekistan.
Image of the Tashkent reactor
stabilizing.
Before the fall
of the Soviet Union,
Uzbekistan was the top
producer of weapons-grade
materials.
- Yeah? And After?
- They dismantled the centrifuge,
but if they wanted
to put it back together
They'd bring the pieces in
with heavy equipment trucks,
like these.
Lot of activity.
Looks like they're building something.
Or pulling it down.
I need a shot
from earlier this week.
Try the same location
- 96 hours ago.
- Accessing now.
Someone's expecting guests.
Get that footage to DOD
and IAEA headquarters in Vienna.
- DiNozzo.
- Hey.
Someone tipped off Uzbekistan.
Ask Sadowski who knew.
Sadowski's out of it, boss.
The doctor sedated him.
Lieutenant Sanders, then.
Checking.
McGee,
I want bank records
for everyone
working at the agency.
I want details
for every inspection
ever done on that facility.
Feel like I'm running
a marathon.
- You are.
- I called my parents.
Mom's taking it bad.
The good news is,
Dad's going to fix it.
They're on their way here,
and he's going to
turn it all around.
Call in some favors.
Ask the right questions.
- Because every problem has a solution.
- Exactly.
God, he sounds a lot
like my father.
He was tough on me,
but I made him proud.
Do they have far to travel?
Too far.
They'll need to be here anyway.
Decisions to make.
I'd like for you to meet them.
- Is that weird?
- No.
I would like to meet them.
How is he?
He's fighting.
Gibbs has a question for him.
I think he just fell asleep.
Lieutenant?
Lieutenant Sanders?
- Ziva?
- I'm here.
Agent DiNozzo needs
to ask you a question.
Who knew you were going
to Uzbekistan
next week?
Classified.
Who decided where you'd go?
My decision.
Short list.
Kept everyone guessing.
But who did you tell?
Roy?
Lieutenant?
Who did you tell, Roy?
Mark.
Told Mark.
You done?
Who else did you tell?
Roy? Anyone else?
Diane.
Just
Just Mark and Diane.
Diane.
Okay.
Thank you.
Hey, boss, the lieutenant says
only two others knew
he was going to Uzbekistan,
Mark Sadowski and Diane Russio.
How is he?
He's fading fast.
Boss, inspectors have
been back to Uzbekistan
six times in the past four years.
Next week's inspection would
have been lucky number seven.
Sanders has been
at every one of them.
Makes him an expert.
If anything had changed,
he's the guy
that would have noticed.
Explains why they targeted him.
What makes you think
it was them, McGee?
Dr.
Mallard.
Hey, Doc.
I need you to check something.
The other side.
Well, you know you've been
in the hospital too long
when you've figured out
the vending machine.
You think I've
been here too long?
You want some of this?
That's Roy's sister.
The woman in the photo,
the one with the kid
and the dog.
I had to ask him, Ziva.
I know.
Are you okay?
Part of me just wants to run.
You know, I can't
believe this is happening to me.
To me, of all people.
Well, you shouldn't take it
as a sign of weakness.
Well, then how should
I take it, Tony?
Character-building?
Life-affirming?
Somehow I don't think
Roy sees it that way.
I'm sorry.
Sorry.
Ziva?
I'm dying of boredom in there.
It's okay, I got you.
Hey
what's a guy got
to do to get a
pretty girl to take a walk
in the garden?
Roy, you shouldn't
be out of bed.
You need
to be back in bed.
- It's okay, Doctor, I can manage.
- No, he needs to be back in
Dr.
Hass, excuse me.
Can I speak to you for a second?
I think I think
I may have been exposed.
I don't know how,
and I don't mean
to be an alarmist, but I got
the burning sensation
and the headaches
and the vomiting
and the
- whole thing.
- Diarrhea? You got the diarrhea?
Yeah, like a tap,
and it just hit me, and I
Okay, let's, uh,
sit you down.
We're going to need
to run some tests.
Ah, Jethro.
As per your request,
I've reviewed the
results of the tests
carried out on the agency staff
after it was confirmed that
the lieutenant had been exposed.
And I I found what
you were looking for.
Trace amounts
of ferric ferrocyanide.
Prussian blue.
Someone was taking it
prophylactically.
As a preventative
measure, Jethro.
Who?
Her.
Got her, boss.
$50,000 in cash deposited
over the past three months.
Closed the account this morning.
Shifted the funds offshore.
Looks like she's
about to do a runner.
Where is she now?
Just checked.
Still in the office.
No, I don't want to travel
via London.
I want a direct flight.
Yeah.
Yes, I know
it's last minute, but I
Look, there must be other carriers
Miss Russio?
Agent Gibbs.
Your travel
coordinator,
- Holly Stegman
- Okay, she just
left me here with this mess,
flight plans
Which way?
- I'm trying to
- Which way?!
Parking garage.
Come on.
Stop!
Stop!
No.
No.
Wait.
W- Wait.
Out of the car.
No.
I didn't mean to do it.
I couldn't kill Roy
any more than I could run over you!
I wanted to
make him sick
so he couldn't travel, that's all.
He would have known.
He would have realized
it was either Mark or me.
Just tell me Wait!
Tell me I didn't kill him.
No.
No.
No.
I didn't mean to kill him.
She could have
killed you, boss.
What a perfect
day for a run.
I'd even consider
a double loop.
I have something of yours.
I remember you now.
All those mornings,
I ran right past you.
Youblastedpast me.
I, uh
I used to put in a little extra
kick to impress the ladies.
Well, it worked.
I'm sorry we never
got to run together.
Me, too.
Do you think you
would have noticed
that I was no longer there?
That I'd stopped running?
Yes, I would have noticed.
I would have missed seeing you.
But eventually, you
would have forgotten me.
Yes.
I won't forget you now.