"The Italians make a fine sports car." "However, experts consider the very first to be the British 1910 Vauxhall." "Thanks." "Three were built for The Prince Henry Trials..." "State Police said they found the car at 2:47 a.m." "Headlights were on, engine was running." "2:47." "That works." "Approximately one hour after my estimated time of death." "Why would the shooter leave the murder weapon behind?" "You're kidding, right?" "No." "It does not make any sense." "You've seen The Godfather." "Michael Corleone in a restaurant goes in and shoots Captain McCluskey and Virgil 'The Turk' Sollozzo?" "S.O.P. for mob hits." "You cover the handle so there aren't any prints, you file off the serial number so the gun can't be traced, and you leave it at the scene so it's not with the shooter." "Leave the gun, take the cannoli." "Are you saying this was a mob hit?" "Could be." "Or someone watches a lot of movies." "Yeah." "Left thumbprint I.D.'d the body as Petty Officer First Class Colin Boxer." "Same as the military I.D. state police found." "How does a 26-year-old petty officer afford a $300,000 car?" "Probably can't." "Vehicle's registered to a corporation." "What's the connection?" "Petty Officer Colin Boxer is from Red Hook, which is a pretty tough neighborhood in Brooklyn." "He was the starting two-guard on the local high school basketball team." "Where he was suspended for shaving." "Why do they not want their players to shave?" "Shaving points, Ziva." "In the state finals, boss." "He was suspected of taking money from bookies." "Not good." "After graduating," "Boxer enlisted in the Navy." "He was presently stationed at Anacostia with an undistinguished record." "Anybody talk to his C.O.?" "I have a call in to him." "Well, the Ferrari has D.C. plates, but it's owned by a California company" "VCX File Share." "It's for the personal use of its CEO when he's in town." "Look at this." "His name is Vijay Chaya." "He's a 27-year-old billionaire dot-commer." "Born in Calcutta, graduated from Stanford." "Oh, yeah." "I have read about him in, uh, celebrity magazines." "He's got mansions all over the world." "Oh, forget the mansions." "That is a beautiful... yacht." "Spoke to his office in Silicon Valley." "They knew he was here in Washington, but didn't know exactly where he was." "They tried to reach him on his cell, but he didn't pick up." "Guy like that shouldn't be hard to find." "Hey, guys." "Abbs, did you get a print off that weapon?" "No." "The rubber bands on the grip were clever, but our shooter is definitely a novice." "Talk to me." "Well, he filed off the visible serial number on the frame, but he didn't know it was also stamped on the interior slide." "The gun is registered to a Maryland pawn shop." "Yeah, I sold a .22" "like this to a young woman a couple weeks ago." "Uh, there wasn't anything on the grip." "Here's the serial number." "Yeah, you can't be too careful in this business." "I keep meticulous records." "Be right back." "The flying V." "What is that?" "This is a Shopsmith 10-E.R." "Of course it is." "Wow." "She should be wearing a mask charging that much for it." "No." "No, man." "This is a workhorse." "Worth every penny." "Girl's name is Kim Taylor." "Here's my copy of the application" "I filed with the state." "Sorry." "Why is the weapon still registered to the pawn shop?" "Let me explain Maryland bureaucracy to you, Special Agent Gibbs." "Someone wants a gun, they fill out an application, which I file with the Secretary of State Police." "After seven working days, if I don't hear back from them-- which I usually don't-- then I'm allowed by law to deliver the weapon to the purchaser." "Paperwork catches up eventually." "Excuse me." "Is this a real Congressional Medal of Honor?" "You bet." "How much is one of these?" "Oh, it's not for sale." "No, you can't sell a Congressional Medal of Honor." "It's against the law." "Where'd you get it?" "Some old guy brought it in, said he needed money." "Was it his?" "Yeah, World War Two vet." "I tried to explain that it was illegal for him to sell it, but, oh, hell, he was a hero, seemed desperate." "I felt sorry for him, so," "I loaned him $3,000." "Think you're ever gonna see that money again?" "Ah, doesn't matter." "Chance to hold that medal in my hands-- the highest honor our country can bestow on a hero-- that was payment enough." "Leroy Jethro Moore?" "What are the odds?" "That's my dad's best friend." "I was named after him." "You're kidding." "Did he say why he needed the money?" "No." "Guy was on Iwo Jima." "Crossed an open field under heavy Japanese fire to rescue three wounded members of his platoon." "Did that despite the fact that he was hit several times." "Oh, McGee and I saw a picture of L.J. and Jackson Gibbs in Stillwater." "It was up on the wall of the general store." "They were partners, opened the store together." "Yeah." "Well, the boss was really shaken." "I almost detected some emotion when he heard the old guy was trying to pawn his Medal of Honor." "What I do not understand is why President Clinton is giving him the medal." "I mean, it was more than 40 years after World War Two was over." "I wondered the same thing." "Found out that because of discrimination, no African-American was awarded the Medal of Honor until Congress passed legislation in 1996 to correct the injustice." "Seven men were recommended to receive the award." "Only two were still alive." "One of them is Mr. Moore." "Hey, boss." "Uh, Ziva talked to Petty Officer Boxer's C.O." "He said, to make extra money," "Boxer had a night job parking cars at the Adams House hotel." "McGee and I were just, uh, headed there." "Kim Taylor?" "She's here." "She's waiting in Interrogation." "Um, she is a preschool teacher and spends her spare time doing volunteer work at Washington General Hospital." "I'm Special Agent Gibbs, Ms. Taylor." "This is Special Agent David." "Have a seat." "You're the one I spoke to on the phone." "Mm-hmm." "I wish you could have told me what this was about." "Driving in, I was racking my brain trying to think of what Navy investigators would want to talk to me about." "That your pistol?" "That looks like the one I got at a pawn shop." "It is." "How did you get it?" "Why did you buy the gun?" "For protection." "There were some home invasions in my neighborhood." "One in the building next door." "The day after I got the gun," "I took it to a range and actually fired it." "It scared the hell out of me." "I didn't want it in my apartment." "My brother said he'd take it." "You gave it to your brother?" "Last week." "Hmm." "Why did he want it?" "He didn't say." "What is your brother's name?" "Kris." "Is he in some kind of trouble?" "What is this all about?" "Where would we find Kris?" "He's a student at John Hamilton." "This hotel has bad Karma for me." "Not interested in hearing about your illicit affairs or inability to perform, Tony." "Fortunately, that's never been a problem." "No, I was talking about my father." "The Adams House is where he always stays when he's in town." "You hear from him lately?" "No news is good news." "Is that him?" "Uh-huh." "Bodie." "NCIS." "Understand you were working here last night." "Yeah." "Colin Boxer worked the night shift with you?" "Uh, last night?" "Maybe." "Excuse me." "According to the cashier, you were both here." "Yeah, I guess he was." "Maybe working a double shift has made your memory a little foggy, Bodie." "Yeah, maybe we should do this at headquarters." "That's a good idea." "No." "Okay, look," "I told Boxer not to do it." "That he'd get in trouble." "But he's crazy, all right?" "He wouldn't listen." "Listen to what?" "I had nothing to do with taking that Ferrari." "Hey." "That's... that's what this is about, right?" "Just tell us what happened." "All right, about 1:00 last night, this dude checks in." "Hot car, even hotter babe." "Things were slow." "You know, we were the only two here." "So Boxer decides he's going to take the Ferrari out for a joyride." "Figures the guy's not going to check out any time soon." "Boxer got arrested, right?" "No." "He's dead." "Shot." "Shot?" "Wow." "Wow." "Guess he wasn't exaggerating." "What are you talking about?" "Boxer couldn't cut it on his Navy salary." "You know, he worked nights here to pay off this bookie." "Does the bookie have a name?" "He, uh..." "he called him the Gimp." "What?" "You don't have it?" "Said he threatened to kill him, but" "I didn't believe him." "How do you misplace a Ferrari?" "You sit tight." "How do you lose a Ferrari?" "You believe this?" "No." "Mr. Chaya." "Are you with the hotel?" "NCIS." "We're federal agents." "We have your Ferrari." "What are you doing with it?" "Bullet number three." "You seem distracted, Mr. Palmer." "Oh... didn't get much sleep last night." "Ah." "Breena and I had our first fight." "Oh." "She changed her hairstyle." "She asked if I liked it, and..." "I was honest." "Not always the best policy." "What do you think I should do?" "I am the worst person to ask about marital advice." "No." "I am." "You recover the slugs?" "Yes, all three-- .22s." "As is the weapon found at the crime scene." "Mr. Palmer is about to take them up to Abby for confirmation." "If he can stay awake long enough." "I heard about your namesake, "L.J."" "No secrets around here." "You never mentioned the original" "Leroy Jethro before." "But then, of course, there are lots of things you've never mentioned." "Ah... it's complicated." "He's a great guy, Duck." "Montford Point Marine." "First African-American Marines." "Served with great distinction." "He's a humble man." "Never talked much about what happened during the war." "When'd you last see him?" "Sophomore year, high school." "He, uh... he just left." "Something happened between him and my dad, and... my bullheaded father, he won't talk about it." "Have you tried to contact him?" "I wrote him to congratulate him when he was awarded the medal." "Never heard back." "Yeah, okay, I'm coming." "Kris Taylor?" "Uh, no." "He's not here." "Something wrong?" "Yes." "It is 3:00 p.m., and we just woke you up." "Do your parents know what they're paying for?" "We need to talk to Kris." "Can we come in?" "Uh... okay." "Um, what-what's this all about?" "Mind if I look around?" "No, I... guess." "What's your name?" "Alec Dell." "When was the last time you saw Kris?" "Uh, yesterday." "He didn't spend the night here?" "No." "What is this?" "It's a vacuum-pumped beer bong." "Nice." "Did, uh, Kris ever show you a gun?" "Uh, no." "Do you have any idea where he might be now?" "No." "Uh, he left here bummed." "He, uh... he found out he failed a midterm." "He was all panicked it was going to keep him from a top law school." "Hmm." "Well, if you hear from him, please give us a call." "Hello?" "Hey, Dad." "Jethro." "It's not Sunday." "Everything all right?" "Yeah, yeah." "Everything's good." "Um, you got a minute?" "Yeah." "I got nothing but time." "Hardly sleep anymore." "Yeah." "Hey, I, uh..." "I ran across something today." "Are you aware that, uh..." "L.J. tried to pawn his Medal of Honor?" "Dad?" "You know anything about that?" "Nope." "You ever going to tell me what happened between you two?" "I told you-- never bring up his name." "Kris Taylor, the brother, has not been seen since yesterday." "He hasn't used his debit/credit card or turned on his cell phone in the last 24 hours." "Agent Dorneget's staking out his dorm." "Can we connect him to Petty Officer Boxer?" "Not yet." "Could be road rage." "You know, Boxer took the Ferrari out for a joyride." "Maybe he cut the kid off." "Check Metro and Homeland Security surveillance video-- the route from the Adams House to the crime scene." "Already put in the request." "Hey." "Anything from that bookie who was threatening Boxer?" "Got a name." "Joey Zambrano." "Bring him in." "Yeah, well, there's a..." "a slight problem." "Zambrano was busted by Metro Police this morning on an unrelated charge." "We will get him as soon as they're finished with him." "That was Dorneget." "Kris Taylor just returned to his dorm." "Two of you, go on." "Let's go." "Hey, check with the V.A." "Get me an address for L.J. Moore." "On it." "I told you" "I would call you when it's finished." "Yes." "I will." "Bye." "This guy bugs me!" "Who?" "Mr. Vijay I'm-a-billionaire- and-I-want-my-car-back- right-now Chaya." "Did you find anything?" "Nothing related to this shooting." "But you can tell a lot about someone from their car." "Yeah?" "Yeah, we can bust this guy if we want to." "Yeah?" "Based on the contents of his ashtray, he smokes Cuban cigars." "Abbs, it's not our problem." "He wears" "$3,000 Italian sunglasses and has Justin Bieber on his hard drive." "Can't we arrest him for that?" "Do you have anything positive to say about this guy?" "Okay, he practices safe sex." "There's condoms in the glove box." "If that's all you got, Abbs... release the car." "Hi, Kris." "We're Special Agents" "David and DiNozzo." "Can we come in?" "Yeah, sure." "Uh... what's this about?" "Did you talk to your sister?" "To your roommate?" "No." "We're investigating a shooting." "What does that have to do with me?" "We've recovered the weapon-- it was registered to your sister, and she told us she gave it to you." "Yeah." "Well, I mean, she did, but..." "I lost it." "You lost it?" "My car was broken into-- the gun was in the trunk." "So you didn't lose it;" "it was stolen." "Did you report this stolen gun to the police?" "No." "Hey, Kris." "You going somewhere?" "The Laundromat." "Not anymore." "Turn around." "It's Jackson." "You know what to do." "Hey, Dad." "You remember when I called you from boot camp and we got into a fight and I hung up on you?" "And then when I came home, just before I shipped out, you read me the riot act." "You told me that a man does not do that." "Well, you should take your own advice." "We need to talk." "Got the security video from Metro PD." "Still waiting for Homeland's." "I haven't spotted the Ferrari yet." "Oh, boss?" "Ah." "Thanks." "I don't know who he is, I swear." "You never seen him?" "No." "Is he really dead?" "Yeah." "Shot with the gun you admit having but claim was stolen." "Doesn't look good for you, Kris." "All right." "I'm gonna ask you the question now." "This is the big question, so put your big ears on." "Where were you Tuesday morning between 1:00 and 2:00 a.m.?" "Uh... backpacking." "Near Piney Branch." "I was pissed because I flunked a midterm and wanted to be alone." "Okay." "Good." "Can anyone confirm you were there?" "I found a really remote camping spot." "Did you bring your cell phone with you?" "Yeah." "Great." "'Cause we can track that, and it puts you right there." "Just trying to help place you there." "I didn't want to talk to anyone, so I turned it off." "You... turned it off." "I want to believe him, but... doesn't look good." "Hmm." "Let's try something else." "You know him?" "No." "Look, I need to talk to my father." "He's a lawyer." "All right, just a couple more questions." "No." "Okay." "Have it your way." "Do we have enough to hold him?" "Well, he doesn't have an alibi, and we can connect him to the murder weapon, just not the victim." "It's a Gibbs call." "Anyone got a 20 on the boss?" "Hi." "Leroy?" "I didn't know if you'd recognize me." "Oh, those blue eyes haven't changed." "Yeah, I retired from the post office over 20 years ago." "Somehow my days are always filled." "You married?" "Oh, I tried it a couple of times, but it didn't work for me." "You know, it put a smile on my face, hearing that you joined the Corps, Leroy." "Well, you had a lot to do with that, L.J." "You were my hero long before you got the Medal of Honor." "Oh." "Yeah." "Iwo." "Montford Point Marine." "Well, truth be told, I wanted to be a marine 'cause of that snazzy blue dress uniform with those red stripes." "Real sharp." "Don't see a ring." "You married?" "Tried it a couple of times." "It didn't work for me, either." "I guess we have more in common than just our names." "Why'd you try to pawn your Medal of Honor?" "Well, it meant a lot to me when I finally got it, but I had no family to share it with, and over the years, it was just collecting dust on a shelf." "When the lift broke down, a lot of people couldn't go in and out of the building." "They didn't have the money to fix it, so..." "I put the medal to good use." "You haven't asked about my father." "Well, you haven't said anything about him." "He alive?" "Oh, yeah." "He hasn't changed much." "Hmm." "He's still got the store." "Hmm." "Why'd you leave Stillwater?" "Well, I'm sure your father and I have different versions about what happened." "Why don't you ask him?" "I have;" "he won't talk about it." "A poker game is about to begin, and if I don't referee, a fight is liable to break out." "If you need anything..." "Well, it's been good catching up." "If you want to talk..." "You don't fit the profile of a forensic scientist." "You work at a federal agency, but you are obviously your own person." "I admire that." "Thanks." "Oh, my God." "Ugh." "You were told there was a murder in your car." "Yeah, I guess I just wasn't prepared for all the blood." "I'll just have one of my people pick it up." "Yeah, sorry." "Don't be." "We got to meet." "You intrigue me, Abby." "Are you happy here?" "Um, yes, very." "Why would you ask me that?" "I could use someone like you in my company." "To do what exactly?" "How about we discuss it over dinner?" "There's a wonderful little bistro in Saint Croix." "My jet's at Reagan, fueled and ready to go." "We can make it in time for supper on the beach." "Um..." "I, uh..." "Could you just sign this release form, please, Mr. Chaya?" "Don't look surprised to see me." "That beat-up old truck of yours out front was a dead giveaway." "This milk's two days past the expiration date." "Why'd you drive down?" "'Cause of that brazen message you left on my machine." "You need to show a little more respect, Jethro." "I'm still your father, and I told you never to bring that man's name up again." "It's 40 years ago, Dad." "What happened between you and L.J.?" "Some things are left better unsaid." "He was your best friend, he was your business partner." "You named your only son after him." "I think that I deserve an explanation." "He killed your mother, Jethro." "Mom died of cancer." "She had cancer, but that's not what killed her." "Yeah, I know what happened, Dad." "She took her own le." "You knew?" "Yeah, Dad," "I knew." "But I never told you." "You were only 14." "Why are you blaming L.J.?" "Your mother was in pain, Jethro." "She didn't want to fight anymore." "She confided in L.J. that she was going to overdose." "He didn't stop her." "And he didn't tell me." "She had time left, Jethro, and I wanted every minute of it." "He cheated us." "We deserved to have that time with her." "That drive knocked me out." "I'm going to bed." "Gibbs has been M.I.A. since yesterday afternoon." "I texted and called last night." "I didn't hear anything." "There's nothing on the desk." "McGee, you sure you don't know anything?" "Nope." "Maybe there's a woman." "I seriously doubt it." "Be serious." "Gibbs?" "The last ti..." "Gum." "Was just..." "Everything all right?" "My dad showed up." "Ooh." "Wow, yeah, that, that can be annoying-- dads." "I always think that there's..." "Dead end with the bookie Zambrano." "Metro police had him under surveillance for over a week." "He's got an airtight alibi." "Kris Taylor is still in lockup." "We can't hold him much longer without charging him." "This may help." "Homeland cameras picked up the Ferrari after it left the Adams House." "Now watch this." "Looks like a police motorcycle." "Well, well, well, Petty Officer Boxer was being followed." "It's not a cop." "We're still trying to enhance the plate." "Check and see if Kris Taylor has a motorcycle license." "Hey, Kris." "My father told me not to talk to anyone without him present." "Okay, then, just listen." "This is Special Agent" "Leroy Jethro Gibbs." "We know you have a Class-M motorcycle license." "You got on your bike, you followed Petty Officer Boxer, and you shot him." "I have a license, but I don't have a bike." "That's not you?" "That's my roommate Alec's motorcycle." "Is that him?" "It's his helmet and his jacket." "Did he know you had the gun in your car?" "Yeah." "Picking up the roommate, boss." "Oh, hey, McGee." "Hey." "Uh, boss, you have a visitor." "I don't dispute what your father told you, Jethro." "I did know that your mother was going to take her own life, and I didn't... stop her." "She couldn't bear the thought of her husband and her young son seeing her go through months of debilitating agony." "I saw so much suffering and death during the war." "I understood." "So, yes..." "I looked the other way." "And my dad found out about it?" "He suspected she told me." "I didn't lie when he confronted me." "We haven't spoken since." "So why do you think he was upset?" "Because you didn't stop her or... because she confided in you?" "Probably both." "You have to understand something." "Your parents and I were very close." "In high school..." "I was as much in love with her as your father." "In that day, an interracial romance was out of the question in Stillwater and... most everywhere else." "When I got back from the war," "I had to watch my best friend marry the girl I loved." "Did Dad know how you felt about Mom?" "We never talked about it." "But he knew." "Your mother and I maintained a special relationship till the day she died." "With her gone... and him feeling the way he did about me..." "I packed up... left the store... and Stillwater... behind." "Where the hell is he?" "Not in his dorm." "Motorcycle's gone." "Probably skipped when we pulled in his roommate." "Well, he's not gonna get very far." "Only got $148.17 in his bank account." "I ran a matrix comparing Alec Dell's cell phone calls, texts and locations against Petty Officer Boxer's." "The two have never communicated and don't appear to have ever been at the same place at the same time." "I don't think this is good." "What'd you order?" "It smells like sweet-and-sour yak." "How's your moo goo gai pan?" "Oh, this is delicious." "What is Mensa?" "It's a social organization." "Its members are in the top two percent of intelligence as measured by I.Q. tests." "Well, this has to be wrong because..." "Alec "Beer Bong" Dell is a member." "Really?" "He is a senior majoring in computer sciences." "Grew up in Cedar Rapids, Iowa." "No criminal record." "This guy's really smart." "Hey!" "Mm?" "Come on!" "What are you doing?" "Come on, come on." "Give it back!" "Tony, come on!" "Give me my food!" "Mm-mm." "Put down the food!" "Hey!" "Frat boys!" "Give it to me, my moo goo gai pan." "Stop!" "I think I found a connection between Alec Dell and Vijay Chaya." "Mm?" "Two summers ago, he interned at VCX File Share." "Mm." "That's Vijay Chaya's company." "Down here in the basement, Jethro!" "Where'd you get the Shopsmith?" "Jackson." "Time to end the feud." "Why?" "Nothing's changed." "Well, I know one thing for certain." "Ann wouldn't appreciate the way we've been behaving." "All of us have one thing in common." "We all loved the same woman." "You're not getting any younger." "Figure it out." "I'm making dinner." "My God, you've gotten old." "How'd it go with your father last night?" "No bloodshed." "What do we got?" "A theory." "Dell thought he was killing" "Vijay Chaya when he shot up the Ferrari." "What's his beef with Chaya?" "Two summers ago," "Dell interned at Chaya's company." "While he was there, he pitched an idea for a file-sharing application." "He was told it wasn't feasible, but later Chaya had his attorneys patent it in the company's name." "They think it'll generate $100 million" " in profit." " Dell threatened to sue, but he could not get a lawyer to take his case." "Sounds like a slam dunk, but..." "As a paid intern, Dell had to sign an agreement which included a clause that said anything he developed while there was intellectual property of the corporation." "Well, we got a motive." "Find Dell." "The guy's got an I.Q. of 148, boss." "If he wants to stay hidden, it's gonna be hard to find him." "Let's make him come to us." "Why would he do that?" "Autopsy." "Hey, Duck." "Yeah?" "Need you up here." "I'll be right up." "I never denied it was" "Alec Dell's idea, but my lawyers assured me I owe him nothing." "Well, legality aside, in Mr. Dell's psychologically-disturbed mind, you deceived him." "You stole a piece of invaluable intellectual property from him." "He sought vindication but failed." "But then he sought revenge when he attempted to take your life." "Dr. Mallard has profiled Alec Dell." "He wants you dead." "Help us find him." "How?" "His life revolves around computers and the Internet." "He's staying away from phones or anything traceable, but if he gets the right e-mail from you, he might respond." "What would I say?" "That he scared you." "That you got the message." "That you cheated him." "That you're gonna pay him what he thinks he's owed." "Mr. Dell is broke." "He's desperate." "He's going to need money to support himself on the run." "Took the liberty of composing the e-mail." "I can forward it to you." "All you have to do is cut, paste and hit "send."" "As a sign of good faith," "I'm going to deposit a million dollars into his checking account?" "That's chump change for you." "No." "I'm not going to do that." "Okay." "Spend the rest of your life looking over your shoulder." "He's already tried to kill you once." "If we don't find him, he's going to find you." "That was taken an hour ago in Greenup, Kentucky." "Where?" "The Appalachian Mountains." "NSA did a satellite scan of the area." "Found his bike five miles from Greenup." "Good morning." "You know, I think going in the swimming pool is a very good thing to do." "Anyway, you have a wonderful day." "You take care of yourself." "All right." "I'm heading home." "This medal's a great honor." "You risked your life for it." "Doesn't belong in a pawn shop." "How did you get her to give it to you?" "I got a son who's a federal agent." "Sticks his nose in other people's business." "He's very persuasive." "Besides, I paid back the loan." "Well, I haven't got the money to repay you." "I know." "I always figured I shortchanged you on the store 40 years ago." "Consider us even." "Thanks." "Well, I better hit the road." "I got to get home before dark." "My night vision's not as good as it used to be." "I know what you're talking about." "Ever thought about coming to Stillwater for a visit?" "Nope." "It change much?" "Not really." "My folks' place still there?" "It's been gussied-up a little." "You want a ride?" "Only if I drive." "You were the worst." "Me?" "I'm not the one that totaled your father's Studebaker." "I'll pick you up in an hour."