[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.
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.
Not a word. Hence the scoreboard.
[chuckles] Yeah, 50-point cushion for the professor. And there's only one tile left to play.
[smiles] Gonna be kind of tough to play that 'q' without a 'u'.
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.]
[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.
[laughs] Sixty-two points!!!
[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.]
Uhh... that was a, uh, language exercise we weren't actually playing.
So he didn't actually lose.
So he wasn't actually humiliated.
[Ziva and Tony look at each other and chuckle on their way out.]
[hurries after them, muttering] "Kwee"....
[Ziva is confusing Tony as they talk at the crime scene.]
We've gotta figure out what he was doing here.
And with whom he was doing it.
Whatever it was he was doing when he was undone.
[confused look] Done... what?
In, my dear fellow. Done in. Don't you understand the Queen's English?
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.
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?
No, but we certainly learned something about you.
Whatever it is, it's not what you think.
If the shoe fits... [starts walking away and Abby blows out the candles]
Wait, wait, where are you going?
These boots were made for walking.
[Palmer follows the team in his car.]
What are you doing here?!
I thought I could help...
What part of "stay" don't you understand?! Stay! Palmer, you stay in the car!
