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If you're going to go on the attack,
you have to be prepared
for a proportionate response.
There are times when restraint is a far
better option than engaging the enemy.
Dad.
I know your mother can be a challenge
to deal with it, honey.
I heard that, Mike.
Bye, Daddy.
Miss you.
Bye, sweetie.
I miss you, too.
What do you know?
We finally have a moment
alone.
Noah!
What did your father say
to you not two minutes ago?
Go and clean your room.
Fine.
If the prince won't do it unless
the king is home, the evil queen will.
No, wait!
You know what? We cannot go through
this every time your father deploys.
- Stop! No! I'll do it.
- You're 12 years old.
Should not have to do this for you.
You should be able to do
this sort of thing for yourself.
I said I'll do it.
What are you hiding in here?
Nothing it's just my stuff.
It's just Pokemon cards.
Really?
And what special powers
does Miss February have?
It's Eddie Kemp's.
He wants it back.
Honey, real women do not look
this way.
They airbrush out every single
pimple and scar and anything else
that they don't want you to see.
NCIS Season 6 Episode 19
Rereading: Bruno & Magic Turtle.
I do not know, Tony.
It is a miracle of science.
It is.
I mean, it's the weirdest thing.
Why doesn't the glue stick
to the inside of the bottle?
You must know this.
McGeek, why?
Not now.
If not now, when?
Two minutes, 29 seconds.
What are you up to, McSneaky?
Robert Forgan hickory-shafted
hand-forged irons.
Aren't those the same clubs
that Ducky has?
Had.
I borrowed them and
accidentally backed over them
with a golf cart before I made it
to the first tee.
- Did you tell Ducky?
- Are you kidding?
He told Ducky, he'd end up
on one of his autopsy tables.
I am going to tell Ducky
once I successfully win
a replacement set.
Perhaps if you just explained
That you destroyed a set of handmade
clubs given to Ducky by some
Scottish nobleman?
Yeah.
Good luck with that.
I am in the crucial final moments
of this auction,
so if you don't mind, please
- Sorry.
- Of course.
Aren't you supposed to make a bid?
You don't place your bid
until the very last moment
so that no one has
a chance to outbid you.
It is called sniping
and
You didn't win.
- I've been out-sniped.
- Speaking of snipers,
has anyone seen Gibbs?
Gear up.
You're not Gibbs.
There was a gun found
in navy base housing.
Abby, that doesn't warrant
a team call-out.
A) There are thousands
of guns on a navy base
And B) you're not Gibbs.
Okay, what if I told you that the base
MPs gave me the gun to test?
Doesn't warrant a team call-out.
And the gun was found
under a kid's bed,
and it was loaded.
Still does not warrant a call-out.
And it was recently fired.
It's not a call-out.
You heard the lady, gear up.
They only listen
to their master, Gibbs.
Only you can crack the whip.
Only you can drink this swill.
It's just a gun
on a navy base, boss.
There's brain matter on the barrel,
DiNozzo.
Somebody shot someone
in the head with that weapon.
You left that part out, Abby.
That's right, people.
Mush.
Hi.
NCIS, Special Agent Gibbs.
Mrs.
Taffet?
Yes.
We need to talk to your son,
Noah, about the gun he found.
Yes, of course.
Come on in.
Excuse me.
Home by 11:00.
That's not what Dad and I agreed to.
In case you haven't noticed,
there has been a regime change.
Next time, I'm going to Iraq.
So, where did you find the gun?
I found it at the playground.
Just lying there?
On the ground?
In the storm drain.
Why did you take it?
- Because he's obsessed with guns.
- I'm not obsessed with guns.
It's all he
and his friends talk about:
M4s and Tec-9s and AK-47s.
Sorry.
Why did you take the gun?
I guess
I thought it was cool.
Would you still think it was cool
if I told you this gun was used
to kill somebody?
Naked girls and guns.
That's
what childhood dreams are made of.
Guessing we experienced
very different childhoods.
You're going to tell me
that little Timmy never had a magazine
with pictures of girls?
Little Timmy never had
a magazine with pictures of girls.
Pictures of boys?
As a matter of fact, yes.
It was called "Scouting Life".
I suppose you had a subscription
to Playpen by age 12?
Ten.
We all chipped in.
Playpen was practically required
reading back in boarding school.
You know what my father would've done
to me if he found this in my room?
Stolen it back?
Slap me on the side
of the head with it.
That sounds vaguely familiar.
Come on.
You sure this is
where you found the gun?
Yeah.
It was right in there.
Do you remember which way
the barrel was pointing?
That way.
He's a good boy.
He just wants
so badly to be grown up.
Yeah.
Well, it's always hard
when their dads deploy.
It wasn't that easy before
Mike deployed.
I've got one entering puberty
and another entering the house
at 5:00 in the morning.
These friends of Noah's?
Yeah, that's Zane Wilson
and Travis Buckley.
They're Noah's best friends.
Excuse me a second.
Hey, guys Travis.
Zane.
You got a minute?
So, Zane, your dad deployed, too?
He talk to you
about telling the truth?
Is this where Noah found the gun?
He didn't find it.
Travis did.
Is this an official interrogation?
No.
'Cause if it is,
I should have a lawyer present.
Why, you do something wrong, Travis?
That's called entrapment.
Says who?
My mom.
She's a lawyer.
- Your friends ever show you the gun?
- No.
- Never told you about it?
- No.
Never showed you
the bullets in the magazine?
It didn't have a magazine.
So, you see, the thing is, Noah,
that our lab
found this
sediment inside
the barrel of the gun,
but it doesn't match the sandy
residue that
that we found inside
the storm drain.
Guess somebody must have moved it.
Yeah.
Yeah, I guess so.
Travis?
Maybe.
Zane?
I don't know.
Maybe you?
So, where was the gun really found?
Where did Travis find the gun?
Next to the dead body.
This reminds me of the forests
I used to have fun in as a child.
Find that hard to believe.
What, that Israel had forests?
No, that you had fun as a child.
Oh, sure.
My father used to blindfold us
and take us into the middle
of the forest, and then we had to find
our way out, by ourselves.
I stand corrected.
I thought it was around here.
This is where you found the body?
Yeah, but
It looks different
with all the grass.
How many of you boys are Scouts?
No Scouts?
Anyone remember
the position of the sun?
Landmarks?
Streams?
Fallen trees?
Unusual-looking rocks?
Yeah, it was right next to that tree
that Travis said looked like a naked
- woman.
- I did not.
- Did so.
- Did not.
- You totally did, Trav.
- I didn't say naked.
We're not going to spend the night
dodging trains
and pulling leeches out
of our underwear.
Got me?
Stand by Me.
Little movie reference.
Kiefer's best work.
All right, you guys
can rent that movie
after you show us
where you found the body.
- Their moms are on the way.
- Thanks.
Their moms are going
to help us find the body?
They're not coming
to help them find the body.
They're coming to be
with them when they do.
Oh, right.
- Yeah, Abs?
- I got something on the gun.
Be right there.
- Ziva, you're with me.
- Lucky you.
DiNozzo, you're in charge.
Find the body.
Lucky me.
O.
K.
Boys.
Focus.
Show us where you found the body.
We didn't keep the gun now.
You were the one
who told them about the body.
What was I supposed to do, lie?
Yes.
Do you have any idea
what world of pain
these kids will be in
when their dads get home?
You ever see The Great Santini?
Don't need to see it.
I lived it.
Yeah, I forgot old man.
McGee was navy, wasn't he?
That's right.
Yeah, this was my childhood.
I was just like these kids.
Which one were you?
The skinny one, the quiet one
or the one with the hot mom?
Boys!
I've been running the DNA
from the brain matter on the gun.
No matches yet.
As a matter fact,
I don't have any test results back yet.
I didn't say I didn't have anything.
This gun was used to commit
***.
Yeah, I already know that, Abs.
Do you know who was shot?
I can do better than that.
I can tell you who fired the weapon.
Wrong window.
McGee has me babysitting
his auctions.
Okay.
Victim.
Leonard Caswell.
Postal worker.
He was shot at point-blank range
by Robert Perry.
His neighbor.
It's kind of funny.
Non postal worker going postal
on a postal worker?
Not funny like ha-ha funny,
but funny like
comically, absurdly, amusing funny.
Like ironic.
Comedy is is very subjective.
That is a four-year-old case, Abby.
- You said the weapon was recently used.
- It was.
It just picked up
some experience before that.
Four years ago,
the gun was introduced as evidence
in Robert Perry's *** trial.
It was the *** weapon.
Somehow the gun got out of evidence
and into the hands of a 12-year-old.
Who held the evidence?
We did.
It was an NCIS case.
You know, Noah, I got my first merit
badge when I was about your age.
Oh! Yeah!
Do a lot of very cool stuff
as a scout.
Camping
tracking
even get to wear a special uniform.
You trying to talk him
into or out of it, McGee?
Hey, you poke fun
all you want, Tony.
Scouting teaches you skills.
For example, did you kids know
that when something dies in the woods,
it affects animal behavior?
That's right.
Mountain lions, for example,
kick up piles of pine needles
to mark their find.
Bears
will leave
their bite marks on trees.
- Hold on.
- What do you got there, McRanger Rick?
Some animals mark their territory
by regurgitating their food.
That's where Zane barfed
when we found the body.
And there's Travis' naked woman!
- Where?
- This way, over here!
- That's where the body is!
- Travis, be careful!
The body's right over here.
It was here.
Is anything where you say it is?
Seven Years in Tibet,
and we got nothing.
I wouldn't say nothing.
What is it?
Maggots.
Looks like piece of an ear.
Holy Blue Velvet, McGee.
There was definitely a body here.
Where's the rest of it?
Crime scene's about a quarter mile
from the playground.
Only sign of a victim we got is
an ear.
- The boys?
- Sent them home.
Daniel McBoone's doing
his best tracker thing,
but I think we should send in
the cadaver dogs
Your call.
You just find the body, DiNozzo.
All right.
Body was dragged, then vanished.
Tire tracks.
Body didn't vanish,
it was wheeled away.
Tread's pretty narrow.
Kind of waffle-y.
Ziva
gets to go home.
We're stuck out here
with the maggots.
I love the outdoors.
I checked our evidence log,
pulled the NCIS file on the *** case.
Agent Cassidy's case.
The killer, Robert Perry,
worked for the Navy.
He stole the gun from its legal owner,
then used it to commit ***.
After the trial was over
and appeals were exhausted
Gun was returned
to its original owner.
Yes.
To this man,
Peter Draper,
who claims
that his wife did not want him to keep
a gun associated with ***,
and so he sold it to a pawnshop.
It didn't stay there long.
I finished
running ballistics on the gun.
I matched it to two other crimes
in the last two months.
The gun was fired both times.
Pawnshop owner sold the gun.
Or pawnshop held up
two convenience stores.
Unlikely.
Ziva, pull case files
from Norfolk P.
D.
Find out who bought that gun.
You heard her.
I could get used to this.
Don't.
I thought Scouts helped
little old ladies
and sold cookies.
I didn't know they trained you
to track dead bodies.
You learn to read changes
to the terrain, Tony.
Oh, God.
Lost the trail on the asphalt.
Really.
Admit defeat, McGee.
I'm going to call 1-800-CADAVER-DOG.
Bird feces.
Birds circling.
- You think there's a connection?
- Buzzards.
Body's not far.
It's probably
within about 300 yards.
Tony, we're going to find our body.
I can feel it.
I can smell it.
I can see it.
All right, you know what?
Call the dogs.
Call the trackers.
Call whoever you want.
I'm calling
the Rescue Response Team.
No one needs rescuing.
Well, how else are we going to get
that dead body up from down there?
You need to be more observant,
McGee.
Did you see The Lion King?
Mother loved it.
It's not Mozart or Verdi,
but it does have a certain
charm nonetheless.
And you, dear boy, are a prime
example as to why the story
resonated with me.
The circle of life.
Well, in your death,
you fed several animals.
Yes, I think it's safe to say that
you made a mammal or two quite happy.
And a whole lot of others miserable.
Dylan Bates.
19.
Criminal record,
whole laundry list of complaints
filed against him.
Made a lot of enemies in 19 years.
Including himself.
Based upon the abuse
he inflicted upon his own body.
Vasoconstriction, precancerous spots
on his lungs,
scar tissue
at the antecubital fossa.
The tox screen will give us
specifics,
but I think it's safe to say
that whatever his chosen
poisons were,
he was smoking, drinking,
and shooting to excess.
- Not what killed him.
- No.
His attempt
to abuse himself to death
was interrupted by a single gunshot
- to the head.
- .
38-caliber.
Consistent with the revolver
that your young lad found.
Abby has the bullet.
She also has the maggot larvae
- that McGee found at the crime scene.
- Time of death?
Taking a liver temp was
out of the question.
- Too much time.
- Well, not enough liver.
I suspect coyotes.
You know, when I was a child,
I used to love liver.
Mother would cook
the liver of almost anything
Well, that was her favorite.
I preferred calves' liver.
You know,
alla Veneziana with the onions
- Time of death.
- Time of death.
Time of death.
Two, possibly three weeks.
He was exposed to the elements
and animals too long
to determine
a more precise time of death.
I'll be able to narrow it down
to within a 24-hours period
when the larvae hatch into flies
Aren't they just
the cutest little things?
That's Bob, that's Norman,
that's George.
The wiggly one over here,
he's Butch.
And that is Charlie and Xavier.
They all boys?
Let's hope so.
Little girls can be such a pain.
Well, so can the big ones.
I have more bugs from McGee.
You want to meet the beetles?
I am more interested in the slugs.
Like the one Ducky
pulled from Dylan Bates?
I haven't run
the ballistics yet, Gibbs.
I'm starting it now.
I've tested a lot of guns.
But there's something
wicked about this one.
It's like
- it's like possessed or something.
- Is something on fire?
No, I'm just burning sage
to take the hex off the gun.
It's got some bad mojo.
And I want to get rid of it
before the babies are born.
It's an evil gun, Gibbs.
This gun
kills people.
I know what you're going to say.
Guns don't kill people,
people kill people.
But this gun
it kills people.
I can find an H-waffle
double zigzag waffle.
I can find a double zigzag H-waffle
double zigzag,
but not a zigzag
double H-waffle zigzag.
I see a fish riding a unicorn.
Even worse, it's got
a tread like a mini-ATV
but a wheelbase like a hand truck.
Still trying to get
those clubs, huh?
Yeah, well, every time I'm about
to close in on a set.
I end up getting interrupted.
Matching up tire impressions
from the crime scene, boss.
Ziva, tough time at the pawnshop?
I hit a stone wall.
Brick wall.
No, it was a stone wall.
I backed up too quickly.
I found the record of the sale.
The gun was sold to a
man by the name of
Eddie Felson.
Fast Eddie Felson?
You know him?
Well, yeah.
Former pool player forced
into retirement by gangsters.
He was a con man, he was a ***.
He was a character
Paul Newman played in The Hustler.
And his hair was perfect.
Apparently, the gun was bought
by using a false identity.
Case files, Norfolk P.
D.
?
Two unsolved robberies.
Five suspects.
One,
duo,
tres, cuatro
five.
Name does not match
any of our suspects.
No, but the face does.
Morning, Ronald.
Ronnie.
Ron.
Fast Eddie.
Recognize this bad boy?
You should.
You bought it, then you used it once
at a Kwik Stop, then again
at an E-Z Mart.
Slugs you left
as souvenirs match the gun.
Case loads must be light.
I didn't think you guys
bothered with small-time crooks.
Only when they become
big-time murderers.
We found a slug from that same gun
in Dylan Bates.
Finally got what he deserved.
Wasn't me.
You knew him?
You couldn't drive through Norfolk
without knowing Dylan Bates.
The guy was like
a one-man menace to society.
He menace you?
He stole my car and my girlfriend.
Nice car?
That gives you a motive
and a *** weapon.
I wouldn't waste a bullet on Bates.
Okay, why don't you save it
for the jury?
I'm sure they'll be just as moved
by your touching story as we were.
Wait.
I hit those convenience stores,
okay?
But I'm not going down
for some *** that I didn't commit.
And we should believe you
because?
Because I ditched
the gun a month ago.
Where?
A dumpster behind a safeway
on West Franklin.
Hold on.
There's our Fast Eddie.
Dates and time match up with
when he claims to have ditched the gun.
He may be tossing it right there.
Keep going.
Hold on.
Something got his attention.
Zoom it in.
Let's see what Chicken Man's up to.
Find Joey.
Abs? Music?
I know.
I can barely stand it.
I can't focus,
it's affecting my cognitive function,
I'm getting agitated.
It's not for me, it's for them.
Playing classical music for babies
is supposed to increase
their spatio-temporal reasoning and
increase intelligence.
If I keep listening to this,
I'm going to turn
into a psycho killer.
Our killer?
The slug that Ducky pulled
from Dylan Bates' body
matches the gun, but
the brain matter
on the tip of the gun
does not match Bates.
- Which means
- There's a second victim.
Gibbs, that gun
it's bad news.
We've got a second victim.
DNA on the gun didn't match Bates.
I'll contact local LEOs.
Maybe they
already found our missing *** victim.
We talked to the manager
at the Chirping Chicken.
He wouldn't divulge
the secret recipe, but
he did identify our dumpster-diver.
Joseph K.
Ellis,
a.
k.
a.
Joey.
Hasn't shown up
for work for two weeks.
Joseph K.
Ellis.
Navy brat.
Spent the majority
of his childhood at Norfolk.
Recently tried to enlist
in the Navy himself, but was denied.
And here's why.
Criminal record.
Charged with armed robbery
as a juvenile.
And he had an accomplice.
Dylan Bates.
Our neighborhood bully.
Our bad penny.
Bring in Ellis.
That's it!
Guys, I have
got a match.
So, what, McGee?
Is there a wagon derby in town?
Abby, these aren't just any wagons.
These are Wagon-Boy
All-Terrain wagons.
Look at the size of those wheels.
Bigger isn't always better, McGee.
Those are cool tires.
Yeah!
You see the
the zigzag double H waffle
zigzag tread on those tires?
It's a Wagon-Boy exclusive.
McGee, you're like
a little kid on Christmas.
I canvassed
the base housing at Norfolk.
Collected as many as I could find.
Doesn't seem to be
any obvious signs of blood.
Well, let's check
for the not so obvious.
Let's.
You know,
I always wanted one of these.
What, you never had a wagon?
Nope.
We had a tortoise.
Okay.
We used to ride Herman everywhere.
Well, except
to Grammy Sciuto's house,
because he ate
her prize-winning petunias.
Dad always said that we could get
a wagon after Herman died.
But those tortoises
they live, like, forever.
So
whose wagon is it, McGee?
The one
who is not getting theirs back.
He doesn't know I'm here?
No.
Not thirsty.
Well, it's not for you.
Orange.
You remember, Agent Gibbs.
I remember what's important.
You understand
you are not under arrest here.
This is just an interview.
You don't have to answer any questions.
Do you understand?
Okay.
So, Noah,
do you know what forensics are?
Fingerprints and stuff.
Yeah, an example
we found your fingerprints
on your wagon.
It's no big deal.
It's your wagon.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Yeah, but we also
found some other stuff.
Found blood that matches
the body you found.
You know what that means?
Noah, it means you lied to me.
You remember at first when you didn't
tell me the truth about the body?
You remember how we found out?
I will get the truth.
The thing is,
the longer it takes,
the farther away the killer gets.
Who are you trying to protect?
- We're going to take a break here.
- No!?
I killed him.
I did it.
It was me.
Why would you do that?
He picked on me and my friends.
He beat us up, he stole our money.
- Somebody had to stand up to him!
- Where'd you get the gun?
- I found it.
- Where?
I don't remember.
Do you remember what Dylan said
just before you shot him?
People always say something.
"Don't shoot!"
What did Dylan say?
I don't remember.
I don't believe you.
You don't forget
something like that.
You must really love
whoever it is you're trying to protect.
But I can't help them
unless you tell me who it is.
He did it to protect me.
It it was my dad.
My dad killed him.
Come on, baby!
Push!
That's right, come on.
Squeeze!
Ducky, it's happening.
Look!
I think it's a boy.
The miracle of birth.
Okay
Gently.
Got him.
Okay.
Hold "George".
Hello, George.
Their first baby pictures.
All right.
Smile.
- I am smiling.
- No, George.
I think it's a variety
of Calliphoridae.
You might want to rename
George "Georgina".
Well, as long as they're healthy.
You're right, Ducky.
Blow-fly.
Phormia regina.
I like that.
Welcome to the world, Regina.
You did not care much
for Dylan Bates.
Nobody did.
Kid was bad news.
Your son says you killed him.
He was so scared you'd be arrested,
he tried to cover up your crime.
Yeah, when that didn't work,
he took credit for it.
You're basing your investigation
on the word of a 12-year-old kid.
He overheard you
threaten Dylan Bates.
Two weeks before
he was found murdered.
"You touch a hair on my son,
I will hunt you down and kill you.
"
Strong words.
Yeah, okay.
So,
I threatened him, yeah.
You're a man of your word, Mike?
Noah thinks you are.
He thinks you'll protect him.
Whatever it takes.
You don't know what it's like.
Going off to the other side
of the world to protect your country.
But then you can't be there
to protect your own family.
You want to protect your family?
You tell the truth.
Did you kill him?
He was a bully.
He had it coming.
But I didn't do it.
Why'd you leave town so quick?
Scheduled to deploy.
No, you were scheduled
to deploy in May.
You requested an earlier deployment.
Why?
Family needed the money, okay?
So, I moved up
to take a Haz-Duty slot.
Prison's pretty hazardous,
too, Mike.
You know, if I killed somebody,
I'd want to get as far away
from the investigation as I could.
You got pretty far, pretty fast.
You stand by, Commander.
They've hatched.
We were able to tabulate
the post-mortem time interval.
Bates was shot
and killed 15 days ago.
Yeah, well, that's three days after
Commander Taffet deployed to Iraq.
I'm afraid you'll have to hatch a new
theory as to who killed Dylan Bates.
Hey, Boss.
No luck tracking down
Chicken Man.
Joey Ellis, the dumpster diver.
- Not answering his cell phone.
- And no one's at his apartment.
Waiting on a warrant,
but the car's nowhere to be found.
Coworkers have not seen him
in two weeks.
Looks like he murdered Dylan Bates
and someone else, and then skipped town.
Just spoke with Ellis' mother.
She's got a house on base but has been
deployed overseas in Yokohama.
Hasn't spoken to her son
in nearly a month.
Father?
Died in combat
when Ellis was a child.
- Second victim, McGee?
- Checked with Norfolk P.
D.
No unsolved murders with victims shot
in the head in the last month.
I've also tried to match the DNA taken
from the brain matter
found on the gun with DNA collected
for missing persons.
- Long shot.
- Yeah, could take a couple weeks.
Dig deeper into Ellis' history.
Until otherwise, he's our primary.
A local base resident gave us this.
Bates and Ellis obviously knew
each other for years
before something came between them.
Hey, boss?
Found something here.
Joey's mother has been deployed
for the past three months,
but according to her phone records,
there were outgoing calls made from her
house as recently as a couple weeks ago.
Norfolk, go.
Come on, Scout boy.
You're with me.
You smell what I smell?
I'm sorry, you can't talk to him.
He's upset.
He's had enough.
We're not here to see Noah.
Is your daughter Rebecca home?
Clear.
Found Joey Ellis, boss.
Looks and smells
like he's been dead for a while.
Gunshot, left temple.
Yeah, how'd you know that?
Yearbook, he's a southpaw.
What difference does that make
if he was murdered?
Not ***.
Suicide.
There's no gun here, boss.
Didn't expect one.
You got something you want
to tell me about Joey Ellis?
Joey Ellis?
Yeah, he's dead.
Joey's dead?
You found his body
after he killed himself?
He was my best friend.
Dylan tortured Joey all his life.
Got him into drugs,
convinced him
to commit that robbery.
He didn't even want to do it.
So stupid.
That's what prevented Joey
from getting into the Navy.
Dylan ruined Joey's life
and threw it back in his face.
Taunted him about it.
Made fun of him every day.
Joey couldn't take it anymore.
I tried to talk to him about it,
but he couldn't see a way out.
You blame Dylan for Joey's suicide?
So you took the gun,
decided to do
what Joey couldn't bring
himself to do.
- You killed Dylan Bates.
- No.
I just wanted him to know
what he had done.
I wanted to show him.
This is the gun
Joey used to kill himself.
He tried to grab it.
It just went off.
I'm so sorry, Mommy.
Oh, honey
Why is it always the case that
when two people struggle over a gun,
one person never shoots the other?
The gun miraculously just goes off?
Abby said, it was an evil gun.
Legal said Rebecca Taffet's got
a pretty strong case
for involuntary manslaughter.
Yeah, she'll need a good lawyer.
It's taken care of.
Travis' mother is gonna represent her.
Was she the mom you were hot for?
In a sec.
Securely hidden in the shadows,
the cunning marksman waits patiently
for the perfect time to strike.
You are looking at the proud owner
of a vintage set
of Robert Forgan handcrafted
mint condition golf clubs.
That's impossible.
No, nothing is impossible.
I'm a sniper.
Same exact set Ducky had?
Let's say a 100-dollar
finder's fee, McGee.
Except Ducky's a righty.
These are left-handed clubs, Tony.
You just wasted 1,200 bucks.
Maybe Ducky swings both ways?
A thousand bucks, and they're yours.
Why would I buy a set of clubs
that Ducky could not use?
Why?
Gee, let me think.
I don't know,
maybe because if you don't buy them,
I will tell Ducky that you destroyed
his one-of-a-kind,
handcrafted hickory-shafted,
vintage golf clubs.
I think you just did.
Let's call it even, Timothy.
That
jazz guitar album
that I borrowed from you?
My original vinyl pressing
of Django Reinhardt's Crazy Rhythms?
Yeah, you were right.
It was unique, it was original.
It was autographed.
What happened to it?
Good question.