(McGee takes a call from Abby, who is driving Delilah to hospital after she went into labour.)
Abby, can I call you back?
No, you can't. I mean, everything's fine and there's no reason to panic.
Then why do you sound panicky?
I-I just, I went over to your place for breakfast and it just happened.
Uh, uh, are-are you okay? Is she okay?
She's okay. She's-she's just, she's breathing really hard.
How did this happen? I mean, you're not due for another three weeks.
Well, apparently, the babies had other plans, darling.
Just meet us at the hospital!
[after posing as a call girl and her jealous boyfriend]
Well, apart from Bishop almost blowing up our cover, no, we're pretty good.
You shouldn't have slapped his hand away.
I don't give out free samples! I got three kids to feed and a sick Nana in Boca. [off Torres's look] What? You told me to have a back story, that's my back story.
No, that's actually... that's actually pretty good.
RKRobert King
I got a flight to catch. Looks like our rematch will have to wait.
Oh, we're not finished here.
RKRobert King
It's a stalemate. You haven't got a move to make.
I made my move before I sat down. Slipped some cyanide into your coffee before the waitress gave it to you. Enough to kill you... I mean, not immediately, but within the hour.
RKRobert King
[smirks] A for effort, sunshine. Now, you're not capable of killing anyone.
Kate... Jenny... Dorneget... Ziva... Reeves. I am tired of my hero friends dying while villains like you get to live. Everyone has their breaking point and this was mine.
[King's breathing becomes shallow, and he starts coughing.]
Airway constriction. It's one of the first symptoms. Shortness of breath, dizziness, chest pains... you'll be in full cardiac arrest in, like, ten minutes. I mean, unless you happen to have some hydroxocobalamin on you... [produces a small red pill in a plastic bag] Like this. Confess, and you get to live.
RKRobert King
You're insane.
[smiles coldly] Sometimes you have to get your hands dirty to get the job done.
RKRobert King
[coughing] Fine! I hired Marshall to take you out, but just you! Your friend wasn't part of the plan! Satisfied?
[gets up from the table] You may not deserve to live... but I would never stoop to your level.
[She tosses him the bag, and he grabs for the pill.]
