Abby
Okay...make him older than mummy dust! (the image changes) Oh that's so cool! Now make him a young guy on his first date! (the image changes again) Hm...he wasn't a late bloomer like you McGee! (the image changes again) He's cute!
Abby
(noticing his frown) Oh (walks towards him) Not cuter than you!
(as she puts her arm around his neck he smiles bashfully) Abs! (laughs) I'm trying to work!
Abby
(regretting it) Sorry!
(blushes) No I like it but uh...(admits his feelings) I can't concentrate!
Abby
Okay (walks backwards) What if watched (starts yelling) FROM ALL THE WAY OVER...(backs into Gibbs and jumps forward)
[smashing cell phone on desk] God, I hate this thing! It's crap!
There's a secretary from the Pentagon downstairs and she claims her boss is being held hostage by his computer.
See? [holds up smashed phone] There's a reason I didn't trust these things. [tosses it to McGee] Here, reboot that or something. [to Kate] Send her up.
Or you can do what we always do.
[Tony pulls a box out of a filing cabinet drawer filled with new, unopened phones and hands it to McGee]
It's his third one this month.
[Later on]
Abby
[as her computer fizzles and crashes] NO! NO, NO, NO,... My baby just french-fried!
Abby
Believe it or not, Gibbs, not all computer problems can be solved by rebooting.
[brightly, holding up cell phone] Works for me.
Abby
[as her computer fizzles and crashes] NO! NO, NO, NO,... My baby just french-fried!
Abby
Believe it or not, Gibbs, not all computer problems can be solved by rebooting.
[brightly, holding up cell phone] Works for me.
Abby
Even if it does. It's gonna take like an hour for mine to cool down!
And without air conditioning it'll happen again!
So take it somewhere cooler!
Abby
Where? The whole building is like an illegal sweat-shop!
Not the whole building Abs!
Abby
Face it, McGee. We are doomed.
Gibbs can't really expect us to hack into the Pentagon in a single afternoon!
Abby
Yeah, he can.
You're right, we are doomed.
Abby
We have to call DOD and hope they'll let us in without severing the connection!
Unless! What if the trojan isn't system wide? If it was then...
Abby
He wouldn't need...
Watson to do it for him! That means that he can't access the rest of the network!
Abby
(stares at the computer screen) We've been trying to hack the wrong place!
Okay checking for outside links! Yes we've got multiple incoming packets! And we're varying the Doomsday Trojan!
Abby
(flirting) I love it when you talk geek!
(flirting) I love it that you love it!
I'll be sure to mention that to Captain Watson...right after we're done burying his family!
Abby
I would seriously hold off on those funeral arrangements Gibbs! The reason we're so excited is...
We've hacked into Watson's computer...
Abby
And we should be able to back-trace the connection as soon as (sees the image distort) No, no (starts typing frantically) No! (as the screen goes black) Aah! (Gibbs looks confused) My baby just french-fried!
(to an even more confused Gibbs) The system's overheated!
Abby
(puts her head in her hands) Believe it or not Gibbs...But not all computer problems can be solved by re-booting!
(holds up a new phone and says brightly) Works for me! (McGee looks terrified of what could happen if Gibbs realises the scam Kate and DiNozzo have been pulling on him.)
Abby
Even if it does. It'll take like at least an hour for mine to cool down!
And with out air-conditioning it'll happen again!
So take it somewhere cooler
Abby
Where? The whole building is like an illegal sweatshop!
(smiling) Not the whole building Abs!
Can I trouble you for the left ear, Mr. Palmer?
Uh (holds the ear to his left ear to make sure it's the same one) One left ear coming up!
What? It's not the left ear!
It's the left just not the right left...so to speak!
Three bodies! (Jimmy sighs in annoyance and pushes the drawer shut) Time to start another table!
Abby
Hey Ducky! My computer died! We need somewhere cooler to set up shop!
(looking at the meat puzzle on the tables) Well we're a little short on space for the moment Abigail but you can use 107! (opens the drawer to find a cadaver still in there) Definately not 107! His relatives were supposed to arrange for him to be taken back last week! Uh...Will this do?
Abby
Perfect!
Oh can I give you a hand?
Abby
(yelling as Tony winces) Okay Gibbs, your mic is coming in loud and clear! Who's that in the office with him?(jokes) The Devil?
Hey, hey, hey, hey! (signs something to her)
Abby
(signs "sorry")
You know? Seeing as no-one in this room is actually deaf that is really annoying!
What can you tell me about the voice?
Abby
It sounds like this particle physicist I used to date! He had these tiny little chiglet-like teeth and an Eiffel Tower tattoo!
(shakes the Caf-Pow) Do you want this Abby or not?
Abby
Okay! Obviously it's being disguised! I think I can filter it back to it's original state!
VMVoice Masked
(really high-pitched) "she is a little beauty, she is a little beauty"!
Yeah! Okay I'll get that APB out on the lollipop guild!
Abby
Patience Tony!
VMVoice Masked
(really slow and low) "little Beauty"
VUVoice Unmasked
"He was right about one thing, she is a little beauty"
Not bad! (passes her the Caf-Pow)
Abby
Thank you Gibbs!
Next thing I need you to do is hack into Captain Watson's computer!
Abby
(chokes on her Caf-Pow) Gibbs! We're talking about the Pentagon here! Even their encryptions have encryptions!
Yeah? That dirt-bag somehow managed it!
Abby
it probably took him months! Our best bet is to ask the DOD for access to their system!
No, cause the first thing they'll do is sever the connection! And if that happens, we'll end up with two dead dependants!
Abby
I don't think I can do it!
Tony. Get McGee on the hook!
Abby
(fighting her emotions grabs his phone) No! (moving out of his reach) I'll get in!
Abby
Yeah!
(after Gibbs has walked out he turns the phone off) When has Gibbs been wrong before?
Abby
So, I hear you're not a fan of SHC.
Abby
Spontaneous Human Combustion.
Don't waste my time, Abbs.
Abby
If you ever read my master's thesis, you may become a believer.
Abby
I can show you photos of what was left of a 240 pound woman.
Abby
She was sitting in a chair. All that was left were blackened seat springs, a section of back bone, one foot, still in a satin slipper, and ten pounds of ashes. The rest of her apartment was untouched.
[to a dead body] I'm going to have to lock you up for the night, Commander.
Abby
[in a deep voice] NO! Don't put me back in the dark!
[Palmer jumps back]
Abby! You made me almost...
Abby
[smiling] I made you almost what...? [in a deep voice] Jimmy?
Abby
Jeremy Davison has no criminal record, Gibbs. He's a civilian, he has no ties to the military, his prints don't match any open casefiles. The boy doesn't even have a speeding ticket. I mean, we're talking cleaner than clean. Whiter than white. You could put him in the lineup with snow, snow is going to jail.
Or it just means he's never been caught.
Abby
[resignedly] Or it just means he was never caught.