[McGee and Ziva are playing Scrabble]
Hey, what's going on here? Did I get off on the wrong floor, I thought this was an office.
McGee
Officer David and I are engaged in a linguistic developmental exercise intended to bolster her English vocabulary.
[chuckles] That's good. Do you think Gibbs will buy it?
It is not my vocabulary that needs bolsterment, McGee.
McGee
Not a word. Hence the scoreboard.
[chuckles] Yeah, 50-point cushion for the professor. And there's only one tile left to play.
McGee
[smiles] Gonna be kind of tough to play that 'q' without a 'u'.
McGee
Did not. Process of elimination, I counted the tiles on the board.
You suck the fun out of everything, McCheat. [Ziva suddenly looks in thought] Give it up, Ziva.
[Ziva takes her Q tile and plays it in front of an I.]
McGee
[frowns and stares at the board] "Kwee"? I don't think so.
[smiles] Chi. As in life energy that flows through all things.
You should have seen that one coming, Probie Wan Kenobi.
McGee
No....
[laughs] Sixty-two points!!!
McGee
I'm challenging!
[walking in] You all are! Grab your gear. Playtime's over.
[McGee panics, opening Ziva's drawer and dumping the tiles and board in, haphazardly sweeping the ones on desk to the floor as she gives him an odd look and the team gets ready to go.]
McGee
Uhh... that was a, uh, language exercise we weren't actually playing.
So he didn't actually lose.
McGee
Correct!
So he wasn't actually humiliated.
[Ziva and Tony look at each other and chuckle on their way out.]
McGee
[hurries after them, muttering] "Kwee"....
Your eyes are getting heavy. All information is recorded in the subconscious mind. I'm going to count down from three. As I'm counting down, you're going to go into a deeper state of relaxation. 3... You're getting calm and relaxed. 2... You're going into a deeper state of comfort. 1... You're in a deep [touches Palmer's forehead with one finger as his eyes close shut] sleep. [gives a surprised thumb's up to McGee who nods in return]
You're at peace. You have the ability to retrieve any information at will. You have total recall. If at any time, you feel a block to your memory, take a deep breath, [Palmer takes a deep breath] and the block will melt away. Understand?
Okay, I'm going to take you back to yesterday. You're at the rime scene. You find a passport.
Yeah, do you see it? It's vinyl, dark blue.
You're safe Jimmy. No one is gonna hurt you. Deep breath. [Palmer takes a deep breath] Good. Okay, you're at the crime scene. You look down and what do you see?
[smiles] Leather. Light brown.
[incredulous] What? [takes a deep breath and then continues] Okay, pick it up and look at it. Are you doing it?
Cole Hann, low boot, size 7 and a half.
McGee
Sounds like a woman's boot.
[scolding] Jimmy, put Ziva's boot down. Can you hear me? It's Abby.
Oh, Abby... Black, high platforms, Demonia, size 10
[is startled awake] What? What did I say? Did we catch him? Did we learn anything about this guy?
McGee
No, but we certainly learned something about you.
Whatever it is, it's not what you think.
McGee
If the shoe fits... [starts walking away and Abby blows out the candles]
Wait, wait, where are you going?
McGee
These boots were made for walking.
[talking on the webcam to McGee, he puts on a pirate-ish Irish accent] Ah, life in the ocean blue, me hearties. If the scurvy don't get you, the pox will. And tell me this, me little McShipmate, how is that scurrilous, blackhearted, pirate king of ours, Captain One-Shot Gibbs?
[walking on-sceen, but Tony can see him.] I'm just fine, DiNozzo.
[startled] Oh! Um... ah. [headslaps himself] There you go, boss. Welcome aboard.
I'm on it, boss. What am I on, McGee?
McGee
Are you alone?
Oh, yeah! Just me and 5000 of my closest friends. I AM NEVER ALONE! [looks over shoulder, then whispers] I really need to come home, boss.
McGee
[answers phone] Agent Gibbs's desk.
McGee
Tony? Back on dry land?
Yeah, it's a tropical paradise, really, just like The Blue Lagoon, except no white sand beaches, magical waterfalls, and definitely no Brooke Shields.
McGee
Hey. You looking for me, Tony?
No, I am. Do you think I'm an idiot?
McGee
No.
What, you thought I wouldn't figure it out?
McGee
What is she talking about?
You stole it from my refrigerator. I have forensic evidence. Your big fat finger print.
McGee
Oh, come on, you think I'm that stupid? Look, if I was going to steal your precious cupcake I would not leave a fingerprint on your refrigerator.
You didn't. You used latex gloves. Brand new box, McGee. Only prints, mine and yours.
McGee
You said you were going gluten-free.
McGee
I was saving you from yourself, Abby.
Where did you save it, McGee?
McGee
Okay, I ate it. It was late, I hadn't eaten since lunch, the machine in the break room was empty and it looked so good.
[hugs McGee] What were you thinking, McGee? She's a world-class forensic scientist. [dope-slaps him]
I bought the cupcake for Abby. [dope-slaps him]
McGee
It was life-changing.
McGee
I'll call Abby. [they both run to the laptop]
[...]
ZMZiva & McGee
[via webcam] Gibbs has a father!
TATony & Abby
[back at the lab] Tell me everything!
McGee
His name is Jackson. He's a good talker. He may have winked at me.
Gibbs is very different around him.
[excitedly] Different how? Different bad? Different good?
McGee
He's like a teenager. Sort of.
Okay, I'm coming...! I'm going...! I'm leaving!