Who would shoot this cute little dog? Look at you... [realizing, she turns around and glares at McGee]
It was self-defense. It-it was self-defense!
You shot that cute little dog?!
He's not cute and little! He's, he's vicious and large!
[The dog whines piteously.]
How could you shoot an innocent animal, McGee?!
Abby, that dog is not innocent, he killed someone!
Dogs don't kill people! People kill people!
People with dogs that kill people kill people!
[Abby grabs McGee's jacket and cuddles the dog.]
You're wrapping the dog in my jacket?! My Hugo Boss jacket?! Abby, there's evidence on there...!
If you think that I can't distinguish the fibers on your stupid jacket from the evidence on the dog, you don't know me, McGee! And right now, I don't want to know you! [to the dog, kindly] Good dog. [to McGee, angrily] Bad McGee!
Boss, we've already been through all of this! I mean, I got no leads, Ziva's flirted with every seaman on the base, and McGee's watched a hundred hours of Petty Officer Junction.
Hundred and fifty, actually.
[McGee and a dog handler come down to pick up Jethro, to find Abby has locked herself and Jethro in her office with loud music on, ignoring them. McGee is still trying to nudge the glass door open and get her attention as Jethro growls]
Pay no attention to them, Jethro.
(sighs) Abby, open the door. (no response) Jethro has to go now... Abby!
If you can't hear me, why did you answer?
[Abby frowns and gets up to turn the music up louder, then turns to face them.]
I am not opening the door until Jethro is proven innocent!
Abby, do not make a scene!
Too late, McGee! I am in full scene mode!
You can't stay in there forever.
[indicating a large container of Caf-Pow] I'm fully stocked on both Caf-Pow... [indicating a bag of dog food] ...and kibble. I'm good for at least a few days. (Jethro barks)
Jethro is fine. I'm taking up a collection for flowers.
Why would I give flowers to a dog who attacked me?
Maybe because dog is man's best friend. Or maybe because I am a forensic scientist and I can boil you from the inside out and never leave a trace.
[McGee quickly puts money in the container]
(seeing McGee drive in) Hey McGee! (seeing the bandage on his neck and hand) Oh my god! What happened to you?
I was attacked by a vicious dog.
Are you okay? (pulling at the bandage to see his wounds)
Sorry, did you provoke it?
(as she re-places the bandage) If you consider serving a warrant "provoking"!
What happened to the dog?
What? (gasps, opens the back door and sees the dog muzzled with his legs tied) McGee! Poor thing!
(as she un-clips the ties and takes off the muzzle) Abby? Abby! Careful that is one vicious dog!
Hi. (as the dog licks her hands) Yeah, McGee, he's really "vicious"!
Well, Ducky and Jimmy sedated him, hoping you can get some evidence off of him.
There, that's better. Who would shoot this cute little dog? Aw, look at you... [realizing, she turns around and glares at McGee]
It was self-defense. It-it was self-defense!
You shot that cute little dog?!
He's not cute and little! He's, he's vicious and large!
[The dog whines piteously.]
How could you shoot an innocent animal, McGee?!
Abby, that dog is not innocent, he killed someone!
Dogs don't kill people! People kill people!
People with dogs that kill people kill people!
You didn't kill anyone, did you? No.
[Abby grabs McGee's jacket and cuddles the dog.]
(as Abby whips his jacket off his shoulders) That's my Hugo Boss! Hey! Don't you think that you're compromising the evidence with my $500 jacket?
If you think that I can't distinguish the fibers on your stupid jacket from the evidence on the dog, you don't know me, McGee! And right now, I don't want to know you! [to the dog, kindly] Good dog. [to McGee, angrily] Bad McGee!
Or maybe it's another one of his victims and he's confessing.
Only if he was a cannibal, Jethro.
[Jethro (the dog), barks twice.]
I wasn't talking to you. And you may want to cover your eyes. (to Gibbs) What's here is not human... it's canine.
[Jethro whines pitifully and Abby covers his eyes.]
Hey Abs. (notices her sad expression whilst hugging Jethro)
Gibbs asked the base commander if I could keep Jethro.
I have to find Jethro a good home. He's a distinguished veteran. He deserves to be happy, McGee.
You have been looking for a dog, Timmy!
That dog tasted my blood and I think he liked it!
Okay, sometimes you have to look at the reality in front of you and just accept it. You are taking Jethro. Accept it. McGee, Jethro...shake. (neither moves) Okay Jethro you'll have to be the bigger man. (Jethro puts his paw in McGee's hand and as McGee smiles, Jethro growls at him)
