Gibbs
She knew she was pregnant. Any idea about the father?
She used a pay phone to call him, but his cell was turned off. She said she left a message.
[laughing to herself] That's your worst nightmare, Tony.
[taunting] So, how's it going with those letters, Kate?
I'm working on it. Thanks, Tony.
Gibbs
How long?
Gibbs
You've got four.
Gibbs
Hours.
[deadpan] Sounds about right.
Gibbs
Never had allergies. Never had a cold.
Gibbs
Nope! Never had the flu either.
Tony [sotto voice]: If you were a bug, would you attack Gibbs?
[In the showers.]
Who would send me a letter with anthrax?
Pick a girl, Tony. Any girl.
At this very instant, someone is incinerating my Ermenegildo Zegna suit, my Armani tie, my Dolce Gabbana shirt and my Gucci shoes!
You know, it might not be anthrax.
I like the sound of that, Probie!
It could be smallpox, bubonic plague, cholera...
...foot powder, face powder, talcum powder...
Honeydust. I give it to girls.
[Kate glares at him but she knows Tony can't see it. He knows it.]
Women! Sorry, Kate. I give it to "women" at Christmastime. Very sensuous. You apply it with a feather.
[chuckles] You don't use the whole chicken?
I never heard of honeydust.
Yeah, that's because your mother raised you to respect women, McGee.
Gibbs
It makes a woman's skin feel silky smooth. When kissed, it tastes like honey.
[Everybody pokes their heads out of their showers and look in horror/amazement at Gibbs']
Gibbs
Got a box of Honeydust last Christmas. No card.
Ah... I think the post office screwed up, boss. Somebody else got your bottle of Jack and you got their...
[Tony is cut off by Kate]
Hey! Doesn't the post office irradiate our mail?
Yeah, that's right! All federal mail is funneled through the Ion Beam facility at Bridgeport, New Jersey. If it has DNA, it dies.
The diseases that you name, they-they have DNA?
Oh, you should have let him squirm.
Ha ha! Then, it's no worries!
Gibbs
Unless the post office screwed up again.
Gibbs
The SWAK doesn't mean our bitch can't be a bastard!
You're so right, Gibbs! I have this friend who is a transvestite and her lips could out-SWAK Angelina Jolie's. Remember McGee, you met her at my birthday party?
Oh, yeah. The low-cut red dress with the built-in plastic...
[Gibbs smacks McGee.]
Gibbs
Work, or you'll feel it!
Not while you're down there!
Gibbs
What?!
Did you go Sake Bombing last night?
It's a cold! Ugh! Sake Bombing?
Come on Kate. Don't tell me you've never heard of Sake Bombing!
Would I ask if I...? (thinks for a minute) Forget it. I don't want to know!
You take a cup of hot sake, drop it in a beer, you toss it back and... (makes explosion sound)
(sarcastically) Sake bombing?
I'll stick to honey and hot tea, thanks!
McGee. Kate's never heard of Sake Bombing!
Yeah, I don't think I have either.
I work with a pair of wankers!
Gibbs
And you make three, DiNozzo!
And a very good morning to you boss!
[Tony opens the SWAK letter, and a fine white powder billows into his face.]
Gibbs
(whistles to get everyone's attention) There has been a letter opened with a white powder. Use the back entrance, you all know the drill!
(calls to Tony) Tony! (throws a bottle of water at him and then calls security) Letter opened in Special Agent Gibbs's Office, dispersed a fine, white powder. Level Two evacuating!
Gibbs
McGee, you up on procedures?
Yeah. We shower, burn our clothes, get our blood tested, no one leaves the building unless...
(pouring water over his hair and face) Lucky me! I've won a free trip to Bethesda to be pricked like a pincushion!
(hears a clunking noise) They've shut down the air. (panicked for Tony's sake) Lets hit the showers, Tony!
I thought you'd never ask...! Sorry, boss!
[Kate leaves the isolation chamber and bursts into tears.]
[hugging her] You were brave to stay with him, Kate.
[sobbing quietly] He's dying, Ducky.
Gibbs
[walks past them] Oh, the hell he is.
[Gibbs enters the isolation chamber without a mask.]
PDr. Pitt
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Who the hell are you?
Gibbs
His boss. The bug has a suicide gene. It's dead. It's been dead for over an hour. He's no longer infectious. (whispers to a very ill Tony) Tony, listen to me. Are you listening?
(weakly) I'm listening. I'm listening, Boss.
Gibbs
(whispers) You will not die, you got that? (beat) I said, you will not die.
(whispers) Okay, I got you, Boss.
Gibbs
(whispers) Good. (Gibbs hands Tony his phone.) It's your new cell. I'd get the number changed. Women keep calling for Spanky.