This is McGee's private photograph. And if he does not want you to see it here, then you have to respect his wishes. Or... [hits a key to bring it up on the squadroom plasma screen] ...see it elsewhere.
[Gibbs and Ziva are in Kelvin Ridgeway's office interviewing him]
RRidgeway
We just didn't see eye to eye, ya know? He'd just complain to his wife about me and I'd complain to my girlfriend about him. Like I would assume you [points to Gibbs] complain to your wife about this one. [throws his stress ball at Ziva, who promptly catches it]
Her? Ha! [laughs] Oh no, I wouldn't mess with her!
[He gets up at leaves. Ziva throws back the stress ball, which has been mashed into an unrecognizable shape, and leaves. Ridgeway looks at the ball in disbelief]
