“Stakeout” · Season 5, Episode 12
In this episode: Tony DiNozzo (4), Timothy McGee (4), Ziva David (3), Abby Sciuto (1)
Any good tips? On the case?
You're here because I didn't return your call.
It would have been nice, yeah.
Well, when I'm in the middle of an investigation, I don't return social calls.
What makes you think it was social?
The way you stared at my ass the other day.
How do you know my interest in your ass wasn't purely professional?
[talking about the man the hooker picked up] Personally I think she could have done better.
Come what?
The jack she is with is gross.
You mean "john?"
You know him?
[shakes head] Oh my God.
Tony still has not gotten me back for the binoculars.
I thought you two shook on it, no more practical jokes.
Do you trust DiNozzo?
Point well taken.
Demonstration for Gibbs. You know how hard it is to explain technical stuff to him.
Yeah, good thinking. It's like every time I try to explain something science-y his eyes glaze over and he gives me that 'will you shut up and get to the point?' look. [nervous pause] He's behind me, isn't he?
No.
Um, Ziva? I don't know if I should say anything or not, but I saw Tony putting something under your car --
What? When?
What, I don't know. When? This morning.
Ha! I told you, I told you he could not be trusted! [rushes out]
Was Tony really messing with her car?
No. Tony just told me to tell Ziva that when I saw her.
[McGee is walking along the street wearing an earpiece. Tony is watching him from an apartment speaking to him through the earpiece.]
Pusher's back.
I'm starvin' like Lee Marvin, McGee! What's taking you so long?
Just making another deal.
We're here to find out who stole Navy radar. Stash kid across the street, he's not our problem unless he's pushing steak and cheese hoagies.
I'm a sworn federal agent, Tony. Not gonna stand by and watch a felony go down.
[sarcastically] That's a good idea. Blow our stakeout over a $50 crack sale. If Gibbs doesn't slap you silly I will.
Oh, you're gonna slap me?
[Unknown to McGee, a hooker is behind him listening.]
If that's what you want, honey.
[McGee turns around, stunned.]
[observing McGee through binoculars] Go for it, McFreaky. Goldilocks is just your type.
[to Tony, annoyed] Bite me.
[puts her hands all over McGee] That'll be extra.
[McGee steps back and is nearly run over by a car. Tony, still watching through the binoculars, laughs at him.]
Gibbs always throws soft balls?
I've seen him make a 300-pound drill instructor cry.
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