(panting)
Oh, crap.
(car alarm chirps)
(sighs)
(knocking) Rob?
It's Liz from next door.
Hello?
Rob?
(groans)
(gasps)
(panting)
(gasps)
(screaming)
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(speaking Hebrew)
(slams telephone, speaks Hebrew)
I don't speak Hebrew, but I'm pretty sure you just swore.
What happened?
Your Men of Mossad calendar get lost in the mail?
Women of Mossad calendar get lost in the mail?
If you must know, it was an airline reservation
that got lost.
So going to Israel, huh?
ZIVA: Not if I cannot get
a seat on the flight I want.
What?
Is it a what... or a who?
(laughs)
Now you're speaking in a language
that I do not understand.
Weren't you just in Israel?
So?
What is it that is bothering you
so much, Tony?
Do I look troubled?
As a matter of fact...
ZIVA: Are you getting so hot and bothersome
because, um, you think
I may be having a little fun?
(phone ringing) Yeah. Gibbs.
As you know,
people go on vacations all the time.
Normal people.
I am normal people.
You're normal people
like the people from Ordinary People
are normal people.
GIBBS: Grab your gear.
Dead Marine.
Well, DiNozzo,
she got the bothersome part right.
(camera clicking)
(sighs)
(camera beeping)
Oh, my.
She's not evidence, Tony.
Just capturing the scene of the crime, probie.
Poor girl does seem very upset.
Catch or cut?
Go ahead. Cut it.
ZIVA: Glad the poor girl's not my neighbor.
Just walking in, helping herself.
That's because you're a woman, who's on her way to Tel Aviv.
If you were a man...
Well, let's just say I can understand why
the Lance Corporal was so
generous with his... tools.
Background, DiNozzo?
Liz Adler.
28 years old,
recently divorced... The victim.
Sorry.
Uh, that's Lance Corporal Rob Brewer.
I thought you meant...
Stationed at Quantico, scheduled to go to Iraq
in a few days, has already served
two tours there.
Lived alone. According to Liz, the...
Next-door neighbor, uh, said that
the house belonged to his parents,
and Brewer moved in a year ago.
ZIVA: Nothing apparently missing
from the house.
No evidence of a break-in.
Safe to say he died of exsanguination.
Bled to death.
Four to six hours ago.
Somebody wanted to make this poor fellow suffer.
Or talk.
ABBY: Never seen anything like it before.
Rope?
Not the rope.
It's what's on the rope.
The mold, Gibbs.
The mold is fascinating.
Did you know there's over 100,000 species of mold,
which is why it's not very surprising that I haven't
matched it yet.
See these little conidiophores?
That means that the mold
is in the sexual phase of reproduction.
In a few days, these little appendages
will sprout out from the center, and then...
well,
then we all know what happens next.
Are you enjoying yourself, Abs?
(sighs)
Yes.
But you're not.
Sorry.
I did better with the fingerprints.
Most of them were Brewer's.
The bloody ones were from the next-door neighbor
that found the body.
But on the toolbox, mother lode.
Fingerprints belonging to
Brewer's old squad leader, retired Marine Sergeant
Jack Kale.
Guess how long he's been retired?
That's right: three weeks.
Guess why he retired.
Not in a guessing mood.
Okay.
When he got back from his last tour of duty,
Sergeant Kale was diagnosed with hypereosinophilic syndrome,
or HES.
It's a blood disease, Gibbs.
That's why he retired from the Marine Corps.
He had a bad reaction to the medication,
and he got psychotic and aggressive.
I sent the info to McGee.
Thanks, Abs.
You can go back to your mold now.
Ah, Gibbs.
You say the sweetest things.
McGEE: Mepolizumab.
Yep.
It's spelled like it sounds.
Can you check your other store?
Spoke with Kale's company commander.
Says Kale had a reputation as volatile,
tough on his men.
Probably even tougher on his meds.
Where is he? That's a good question, boss.
He booked himself into the Freemont Inn
near the base three weeks ago, right after he was discharged.
He stayed there six days, and then he was gone.
Credit cards?
Hasn't used them since.
No forwarding address, no calls from his cell.
Got something, boss.
Kale's illness.
Well, I don't have Kale's illness,
but Kale does,
and he is taking a trial medication
to get rid of it; it's called mepolizumab.
It's classified as an orphan drug,
which is an FDA distinction. It's basically created
to encourage the development...
Point is it's new.
There's only three people in the DC area
taking part in the trial.
Manufacturer.
Manufacturer ships it directly to the users each week.
Just sent me a patient list.
And look at that, here it is. Jack Kale.
2388 Montague.
DiNozzo, you're with me.
(gasps, grunts)
On your six, boss.
No car.
Probably out on his daily torture run.
(indistinct chattering)
Two men, one armed.
(grunts)
NCIS! Freeze!
Whoa! Whoa! Easy, easy.
(groaning)
(door opens)
Gibbs.
What the hell are you doing?
TONY: There you go.
There's gonna be payback.
Sure. Ow.
You lost a fight with a door.
I wouldn't try to get back at Gibbs.
Don't forget to ice that.
(sighs)
Because... he's a key witness,
the key witness in a murder trial starts tomorrow.
Still got to talk to him. Why?
Marine from his unit was murdered.
Kale a suspect?
I'll know after I talk to him.
When'd it happen? Early this morning.
Well, you got the wrong guy. Kale's been locked up
with us for two weeks; couldn't have done it.
Then it won't hurt to ask
why his prints were at the crime scene.
(sighs)
Defense lawyers find out Kale's being investigated,
he'll be discredited.
Marine was tortured, Tobias.
Kale might be able to help us find out who did it.
Nothing official.
No tapes, no notes.
And it happens right here,
right now, in front of me.
(sighs softly)
Tough on a Marine, huh?
Being cooped up like this.
Yes, sir.
I've already told
Agent Fornell everything.
What do you want to know?
How your fingerprints
got on Lance Corporal Brewer's toolbox.
My toolbox.
Hmm.
He's my friend.
I let him borrow it.
Why?
What's going on?
Brewer's dead, murdered.
No.
Can't be.
Those tools, your tools,
used to torture him.
(sighs)
Who?
You tell me.
I have...
I have no idea.
All right, Agent Gibbs.
Interview's over.
What interview,
Tobias?
Hey, good luck with your investigation.
Who are you prosecuting anyway?
You never said.
No.
No, I didn't.
We get back, want you to find out
about the case Fornell's working on.
Think he's hiding something?
I think they both are.
FBI sure has their finger in a lot of pies.
Terrorism, drugs,
organized crime...
Uh, Alec,
what are crimes that land people in jail?
No, the question is: What are cases in court tomorrow
involving an FBI agent
by the name of Tobias Fornell?
Uh, what is...
US v. Captain Melville's
Fish and Tackle?
You are right.
The FBI does have many fingers in many pies.
Captain Melville.
Wait a second.
Moby Dick.
Sounds fishy; it's got to be a pseudonym.
Pseudonym. Explain.
Well, sometimes the FBI will use a phony name
on a case if they're trying to hide the identities
of people they're prosecuting.
And Fornell gave us nothing?
Well, wasn't in a giving mood.
Though he was generous enough to give Kale an alibi.
You think Fornell would lie to Gibbs?
If he felt he must. Says the woman
who's being "evasive" to her friends
about her "vacation" to Israel.
I am intrigued by how intrigued you are by this, Tony.
And I am curious that you are curious that I am intrigued.
What's his name?
I do not believe I said I was actually seeing anyone.
Although it would be very difficult
to go to Israel and not see anyone at all.
It is quite populated, you know.
Oh, that's cute.
I don't see why
you're having trouble admitting this.
You know, you were in Israel for four months.
Plenty of time to hook up with someone.
In that amount of time,
Tony would've hooked up with several someones.
Hey.
What is it you really want to know, Tony?
Depends, Ziva. On?
On what it is you don't want me to know.
Sorry to interrupt you guys, but I just got
into the FBI's true name file.
And look who is listed with Captain Melville's
Fish & Tackle.
None other than Rick Azari.
TONY: Fornell's big fish.
No wonder he's keeping his cards
so close to his breasts.
Torture as a device
to bring about a confession has been around
since, well, before the Middle Ages.
Back then it was considered a necessary part
of the judicial process.
Maybe that's how lawyers started to get a bad reputation.
(chuckles) Perhaps.
But it's a nasty business,
especially for the lower classes.
A commoner
for example, was considered
constitutionally incapable of honesty in court
unless he
or she were tortured.
Doesn't seem like
a very reliable method
for getting at the truth. Quite right,
but, as you can see,
the process persists to this day.
I had
a very funny brush with torture once
in Edinburgh.
I performed an autopsy on a fellow
whose torturer had taken his entrails,
mixed them with oatmeal, and made himself a haggis.
You done?
Uh, yeah, well, I, uh...
I now know how Lance Corporal Brewer
spent his last hour.
Ragged cuts to his hands
and forearms.
Probably using this half-inch chisel.
Defensive wounds.
He fought hard to get away.
Notice, however, the pattern of these cuts.
Precise.
Methodical.
The slashing designed
to inflict the maximum pain, but not death.
At first, I thought it was
the X-Acto knife.
I now know
it was the trusty box cutter.
Poor lad passed out at some point.
I swabbed his nasal passages.
Abby confirmed the presence of ammonium carbonate.
Smelling salts.
They revived him
and then the torture continued.
Yeah.
This is the fatal blow.
A single deep puncture wound.
It breached the femoral artery.
They put the poor lad out of his misery
with a Phillips head screwdriver.
Torturer got what he needed.
Boss.
Found out who Fornell is going after.
McGEE: Rick Azari.
53 years old.
Born in New York City.
One of the most notorious criminals on the East Coast.
He was a onetime protégé to Colombian-American
crime boss Alonzo Torres.
After Torres was sent to prison by the FBI,
Azari took over.
He was 25 years old.
TONY: Lot of funerals the year Azari took over.
And he ruled that way ever since. Tried for murder
twice, walked both times.
Now the FBI has another shot.
Azari's being charged for the murder of a drug dealer
by the name of Randall Carlson.
Kale was the only witness.
TONY: No wonder Fornell's protecting him.
Azari goes down for murder if Kale testifies.
If not... Azari walks.
Again.
Boss, you're not gonna like this.
Just got an e-mail from a friend
at the US Marshal's office.
The FBI has signed a deal
with Kale. What kind of deal?
Immediately after the trial,
Kale is going to be put into the Witness Protection
Program.
So even if he did murder Brewer, we'll never know.
Will be like he never existed.
Just like Fornell wants it.
Can't believe Fornell lied to Gibbs again.
Well, technically, he did not lie.
He just simply withheld information.
But why would one friend withhold information
from another?
Maybe that friend felt it was the best thing for everyone.
Best for everyone?
Or best for herself?
Her?
Or him.
What are you doing,
McProbie? Huh?
You writing Fornell's eulogy?
I'm checking Kale's cell
records. Because TONY: Why?
Gibbs is extremely pissed, and I think that he would want me to.
Ooh.
What are you doing? Whatever
Gibbs would want me to get started on doing.
ZIVA: Agent Fornell.
Gibbs?
Upstairs.
Conference room. Hi.
Bye.
Huh.
For a guy that's about
to be handed his head... He seems
to have it firmly on his shoulders.
Calm before the storm.
Gibbs versus Fornell.
It's like Frazier-Ali or Rocky versus...
everyone.
Whoa.
Haven't seen that look
since I proposed to your ex-wife.
You got something to tell me?
Spare me the drama, Jethro.
You know damn well I couldn't tell you
about Kale's immunity, not without risking
my witness.
Your witness may be a murderer.
Kale was in our safe house at the time
that Brewer was killed.
I-I'm pretty sure we've already gone over this.
Mmm. Who was babysitting him?
You? My men.
Come on, Jethro.
Prints on an old toolbox?
We both know you don't have a leg
to stand on.
And what's that?
A leg.
Couple Marines in Kale's former unit saw
Kale and Brewer arguing outside a bar last month.
Ah.
Two drunk Marines bumping chests...
that's your case?
The argument was about a third Marine--
a PFC Michael Strauss.
Also in Kale's unit.
You talk to him?
Working on it.
He's on a four-day leave.
Oh, well. You got
a medicated Marine with an anger-management problem
and his prints at the murder scene.
What is it you're hoping to find, Jethro?
The truth.
Oh.
What are you McDoing, McGee?
Working on Kale's phone records.
Thought you already McDid that.
I did, but as it turns out,
all activity on Kale's cell phone
suddenly stopped three weeks ago.
Well, that makes sense.
That is when he was placed into protective custody.
FBI probably gave him a clean phone.
We would have.
Which is why I've been trying to breach the FBI's clean
phone list.
So far, I have had no luck.
You ever heard
of a good old-fashioned paper trail, McGoo?
'Cause that's what's
on top of your head right now.
I got Kale's phone records of the last four years.
See that prefix right in front of your face?
That is Boynton Beach,
Florida, my friend.
Boynton Beach.
You know what they got there?
Sun, sand, old people.
What is your point?
Kale called the same number
every Sunday morning for the past four years.
TONY: What do you think that means?
His parents.
That's right.
Mother. According to his file,
his only living relative.
You're right. I will
run her phone records and see if there's been a new number
calling. I like to get to the bottom of things.
It's my specialty.
I, um,
I did a little research on Azari.
School paper?
I found out you two go all the way back to your probie days.
25 years.
26.
I knew Azari
when he was only a kid, no more than a lackey.
He was a wheel man for Alonzo Torres.
Until you brought Torres down.
That bust gave me a career.
Meanwhile, Azari quietly took over the reins.
Killed at least five his first year.
Probably a dozen more since.
It's nature of the job.
You cut one head off, another grows back.
I could have had him.
When I took down Torres,
I could have easily made a deal to get Azari,
but I-I underestimated him.
I thought he was a harmless little punk.
You made a mistake.
No.
Marrying your second wife was a mistake.
This...
(sighs)
Azari's long overdue, Jethro.
I want this son of a bitch.
Yeah.
Even if it means giving your key witness a free pass?
Do me a favor, Jethro.
Stop digging.
I give my word Kale was not involved in Brewer's death.
Is that what you know, Tobias?
Or is that what you want to believe?
McGEE: I got it!
A new cell number's been calling Mama Kale
the last three weeks.
Okay, call the number back, trace it, and...
Done and done.
It's registered to the FBI.
You have his call list? Oh, I got something better.
I got his location.
According to the GPS
in Kale's cell, he's not at the FBI
safe house. He's in Arlington.
The hell he is. Put it up, McGee.
Kale is where I put him.
In our safe house. Safe. He is not in Arlington.
Hmm.
That safe house on wheels, Tobias?
What the hell is going on? Where's Kale?
In the bathroom. No, he's not. I am watching him!
He went out the window. Check him.
Damn it!
McGee. McGee: It stopped.
109 Kent Road. ZIVA: PFC Strauss' apartment,
Gibbs.
Let me know if he moves.
It's probably best if we hang back.
Same thing I was thinking.
Couldn't agree more.
(tires squealing)
Yeah?
McGEE: Signal's still there. Okay, got it.
Signal hasn't moved.
Kale's still here.
Don't even say it.
What, through the bathroom window?
You never lost a witness?
Don't answer that. (chuckles)
Kale!
Stop!
(grunts)
Kale, what the hell
are you doing?
(grunts and groans)
Don't move.
I'm getting too old for this crap.
(gasping)
I didn't do it.
You didn't do what?
In the bedroom.
(camera clicking)
Nothing like a good manicure, probie.
Tony.
This was nothing like a good manicure.
McGEE: Looks like he's pointing at something.
TONY: Yeah, same thing
everything else in this room is pointing at.
That his good buddy, Kale, tortured and murdered him.
Why is Kale so intent on killing his friends?
Maybe the meds he was taking sent him into a psychotic rage.
Or maybe his friends lied to him
about a romantic attachment.
Hmm, torture appears
to be the order of the day.
Uh-huh.
Looking for these, Doctor?
DUCKY: Ah.
Traumatic removal of the fingernails
from the first, second and third digits
of the left hand and the second and third
of the right.
Oh, that is just wrong. DUCKY: Yes.
Well, in some countries, fingernail pulling
is a routine interrogation technique.
Perhaps someone brought the technique home with them.
Yes, well, it's not what killed him.
He has a fractured cervical vertebra.
Snapped his neck.
Which no doubt interrupted
his central nervous system.
Try to close his mouth.
Yeah, too much resistance.
First stages of rigor.
Smallest muscles first.
Hands, feet, jaw.
Yes, it appears this Marine is trying to tell us something.
But what?
GIBBS: Are you still sure this guy was in your custody
the night of Brewer's murder?
I stand by the word of my men.
Maybe you should stand by the open bathroom window.
Azari's trial begins tomorrow.
That's a red-letter day.
The whole case hinges on Kale's testimony.
You can't have him, Tobias. You want Azari to walk?
What's the prosecution's closing argument?
It takes one murderer to know another?
Kale's not a murderer, boss.
At least, he didn't kill Strauss.
He couldn't have.
Strauss died at least four hours ago.
That's one hour before Kale arrived at the apartment.
I'm taking Kale.
You can have him.
After I interrogate him.
Got that look, boss.
Take him in. Got it.
And don't let him out of your sight.
Told you to ice that baby.
Here you go.
What's that? My locksmith.
He's really good with bathroom windows.
(murmuring)
Move.
Now.
It's okay, Stefano.
He's a Fed.
Harmless.
So, you one of Fornell's boys?
Boys?
NCIS.
You won't have protection like this in prison.
So, what brings you down here, Mr. NCIS?
Two dead Marines.
I'm sorry for your loss.
Yeah, you will be.
Must be frustrating, huh?
I mean, a whole army of suits like you
can't take down one guy like me.
Back up.
Am I intimidating you?
No, only one guy's ever intimidated me.
He's been in prison for 26 years.
Well, you're gonna see him soon.
(chuckling)
What, this case?
There is no case.
I don't care what those witnesses saw.
You got nothing.
TONY: Yeah, boss.
The preliminary police report.
I'm on it.
Right, okay.
(making popping sound with lips)
(popping)
You lose something there, Tony?
Just my ability to snoop around Ziva's desk
without anyone noticing anything.
Did she say anything specific
to you about taking a trip to Tel Aviv?
Yeah.
She did?
Oh... huh.
So, what did she say?
That she's taking a trip to Tel Aviv.
Thanks for bringing me up to speed.
By the way, boss wants you to take a look
at the preliminary police report of Azari's murder case.
The slaying of that drug dealer, Randall Carlson?
Why can't we ask Fornell?
Because the case didn't originate... (sniffs)
...with the FBI.
Local LEOs handled the preliminary investigation.
(sighs)
Gibbs asked you to get that file,
didn't he?
Fine, McGee.
I was trying to delegate,
but if you're gonna be too lazy
to take this responsibility, I guess I will do it myself,
as soon as I finish doing what you're no longer
seeing me do. Okay.
But you know Ziva will kill you if she finds out
you're doing what I am no longer
seeing you do.
Then it's a good thing you're not seeing me do it.
Oh, hey, Abby-Normal.
You got to see this.
Um, I would love to,
but listen, I'm kind of busy, and I...
Look.
Rope.
Oh, it's not just any rope.
It's moldy rope.
And it's not just any moldy rope.
This moldy rope that was used to tie up Strauss
is the same moldy rope
that was used to tie up Brewer.
I'm sure of it.
Major Mass Spec is still chewing on it,
but I know he's gonna agree with me.
I just have to identify the strain of mold.
That's pretty interesting, Abby.
Listen, I just have...
I'm pretty sure
that it's a relative
of stachybotrys chartarum.
I mean, relatively sure
it's a relative, but you know
how relatives can be.
I mean, I still can't believe
that my adorable little niece
is related in any way
to my stinky little brother. You need
to put the mold on hold, give the rope a little slack.
Boss wants us to take a look
at the original crime involving Azari.
The one Kale witnessed?
The one Fornell is desperate to reel in.
What are we looking for? I don't know.
Phosphor? That's weird.
Why would the dead drug dealer
have phosphor on the soles of his shoes?
Why did you sneak away
from the safe house to visit Strauss?
Could have just called.
I did.
Didn't get an answer.
Neither have we.
Why did you go see him?
I was worried. Why?
News of Brewer's death would have hit him pretty hard.
They were tight?
Like brothers. GIBBS: But you
and Brewer were a different story.
FORNELL: A couple of Marines overheard
a violent argument between you two.
It was nothing.
Just a disagreement. About what?
GIBBS: Money?
Girls?
Iraqi war policy?
(sighs)
Drugs.
Buying or selling?
Using.
Strauss had a problem.
Strauss?
Then why fight with Brewer?
(sighs)
I tried to keep the lid on Strauss
when I was his squad leader.
When I was retired, that job fell to Brewer.
You thought he was dropping the ball.
It's not easy walking away from your unit, is it, Sergeant?
No, sir.
You're still looking out for your men.
Tell me what you saw the night
Randall Carlson was murdered.
Don't answer that. Excuse me.
This is an official interrogation.
I'm aware of that, Tobias.
Asking him about the Azari case is off-limits.
If this guy's testimony
doesn't match up word for word...
Well, then, he better get it right.
What did you see the night of the murder, Sergeant?
I was walking out of the Red Arrow Diner,
walking west on High Street.
Where Randall Carlson, scum-sucking drug dealer,
is parked down the street.
Probie, sit.
Under that street lamp.
Why do I have to be the lowlife,
scum-sucking drug dealer?
If the shoe containing phosphor fits...
Then a car containing Azari
and an associate pulled onto Atchison.
Whoa, my ninja.
I'm Azari.
Why you?
Azari's got swagger, flair, panache.
But I'm the assassin.
Style over substance.
Hmm.
Thank you.
That's very understanding.
KALE: The Beemer pulled up to a late-model Caddy.
Azari got out.
The other guy got out of his car.
Carlson.
Yeah.
Azari approaches him.
Says a couple of words, makes a couple of gestures.
A moment later, Azari pulls out a gun.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Azari unloads his pistol into Carlson.
Then Kale saw it all from here.
No, back, far corner.
Good view.
GIBBS: What else did you see?
I saw that lowlife take another life
without even batting an eye.
Isn't that enough?
You feel so strongly about it,
why did you wait until morning
to report it?
I was scared.
Decorated Marine.
Three tours in Iraq.
Battled Taliban insurgents in Afghanistan
before that, and you were scared?
McGEE: You're 30 feet away.
Assuming a two-to-one scale...
Then Kale positively identified Azari from 60 feet away.
TONY: Assuming he had 20/20 vision, it's possible.
ABBY: Not possible.
It is anything but possible.
It is impossible,
which is what "not possible" means.
Uh. Abby.
Kale would have had to have had more
than 20/20 vision
to identify Azari.
He would have needed night vision.
(both groaning and gasping)
Aah! Ugh!
(gasps)
The phosphor on Carlson's shoes
was from a broken streetlight.
You could have just turned it off, Abby.
Yeah. Sorry.
A punk like Azari shows you a handgun,
and all of a sudden, you turn into a coward?
Yeah, you weren't scared.
You were protecting someone.
Who were you protecting, Sergeant?
Hmm?
Are you sure the streetlight was busted?
I confirmed it
with the City Street and Sanitation Department.
There is no way Kale could have seen anything.
Unless he was much closer.
Much, much closer.
Damn you, Kale.
Tell him what you saw.
The truth, Marine.
Started with Strauss.
He went to score some coke.
Brewer went with him, but it was just to stop him.
All these guys wanted to do was deploy to Iraq.
To back up their buddies.
They would've been court-martialed
if they were linked to a coke deal.
They lived to be Marines!
You know what that's like!
You weren't there.
If they said they saw it, then they saw it.
You lied. You weren't there.
I was protecting my men!
Protecting?!
That's some protection, Sergeant!
Your men are both dead, and you just set their killer free!
I understand. Yes, sir.
(phone beeps off)
Get him back to the safe house, Rivers.
Yes, sir.
He's promoting me to head monkey.
Kale. RIVERS: Come on, Kale. Let's go.
Director wants him on ice.
Case isn't about him.
It's about Azari.
What case?
Are you quitting?
Sometimes it's good to know when you're beaten.
What do you want me to say, Tobias?
Huh? You made a mistake.
It's not the first.
It certainly won't be the last.
Forget about it.
What's next?
ABBY: Okay, McGee, what do you see?
Crunch Berries cereal.
Okay, now what do you see?
(computer chirping)
Ooh.
French vanilla ice cream with chocolate sprinkles.
Interesting.
All right, how about now?
(computer chirps)
McGEE: Um...
Come on, McGee, say it.
We're grownups.
Sex. Say it.
Sex.
Mold sex.
I mean, it's practically mold porn.
Why are you showing me mold porn?
Because this
stachybotrys chartarum was on...
the rope.
The same rope that was used to kill two Marines
in the past two days.
Particularly when you consider
just how rare this mold is.
It's okay, McGee.
It's deadly, but it's sealed.
Now all I have to do
is match it.
(typing)
McGee!
Give the guys a little privacy.
Hmm.
Azari has three witnesses that put him in the park
playing horseshoes at the time of Strauss' murder.
TONY: I got four
at a bar playing darts with Azari
at the time Brewer was ceiling surfing.
Seven witnesses.
All bought and paid for.
He doesn't need to buy anybody.
Gets what he wants through intimidation.
They found Kale's
FBI guard unconscious in the garage.
His gun and his car are missing.
You got to be kidding me!
DiNozzo. Contacting Base Security.
Putting the yard on full lockdown.
(computer chirping)
Ziva.
Security breach at gate six.
FBI car just rammed
through the barrier.
How the hell did he get off a military base?!
Ask Rivers when he wakes up.
Base Security's designed
to keep people out, not in.
You mean like a bathroom window, DiNozzo?
Putting a BOLO out on the car, boss.
Don't need a BOLO. We don't need a BOLO.
Get units over to the courthouse.
He has eluded prosecution from two previous murder cases.
No sign yet of the high-priced defense team,
but we are still awaiting the arrival of Rick Azari.
There are more whispers of mistrial
from sources close to the proceedings...
GIBBS: I don't see Kale.
...which could mean
this is Azari's lucky day.
Or his last.
While Azari is actually
most known for his alleged
participation in the expanding
cocaine trade on the East Coast,
this trial is about murder. Yeah. Gibbs.
Gibbs, you're not gonna believe this.
Azari filed a lawsuit against the contractor
who built his house in Virginia Beach.
Guess why.
Mold problem.
MCGEE: An independent lab ran tests for the lawsuit.
The rare mold found in Azari's basement--
it matches the moldy rope used in both murders.
This trial for the murder
of Randall Carlson
has been pending for weeks.
He was a Virginia
resident with two...
Gibbs, there's Azari.
...for the sale and distribution
of narcotics. He was killed
in a late-night...
Quick! George!
(crowd chattering)
Better get out of here by 5:00.
Got reservations at The Palm.
Azari!
(women screaming) You killed my men.
(screaming) MAN: He has a gun!
MAN: Hurry up, man.
Don't bother, Stefano.
If he had the balls to pull the trigger,
I'd already be dead. GIBBS: Kale!
No!
Put your weapon down, Jack.
Listen to him. Son of a bitch killed my men.
We know that. We got evidence to prove it.
He'll pay. Not like this.
(indistinct shouting)
Come on. Don't get the kid's hopes up, Toby.
You and I both know how this is gonna end.
He's right.
He's gonna walk.
Trust us, Sergeant.
Yeah, trust them, Sarge. They got a great track record.
Yeah, keep going, and get yourself killed.
By who? Him?
He came here to honor his men, right?
Then have you talk him down.
(gunshots)
(shallow breathing)
Put your hands behind your back.
(wheezing)
(whispering indistinctly)
(wheezing)
I did it for Brewer and Strauss, sir.
Yeah, I know why you did it.
REPORTER: It was here in front of the US District Courthouse
that Rick Azari,
the alleged crime boss, was shot and killed yesterday.
It was just moments before his murder trial was about to...
Picked a hell of a time to leave.
I will make it up to you.
Oh, hey.
Almost forgot. It's a long flight
to Tel Aviv.
If you want, you can borrow this thing.
You know... (snores) Helps you sleep on the plane.
I am flying first class.
Oh.
Never mind.
Nesi'a tova.
See you next week.
Yeah.
(sighs)
REPORTER: Retired Marine Sergeant Jack Kale
shot Mr. Azari in broad daylight and in front of our cameras.
Azari and his defense team
had just arrived at the courthouse
when Kale approached, gun in hand.
A gun we understand... You didn't take the shot.
Was too quick for me.
Rivers had been entrusted with the protection of Kale...
Director want to see you, too?
Yeah. I invited myself.
Ah, you'd do the same.
Mmm.
She said you'd be here.
Hmm. Who?
Our ex-wife.
(footsteps approaching)
What are you going to tell him?
Whatever he needs to hear.
Agent Fornell, the director will see you now.
Thanks.
(door closes)
I should have seen it.
Kale.
Too much detail about the wrong things.
Too much left out about the right things.
Maybe I just didn't want to know.
You gonna tell your boss that?
I got a kid looking at a life sentence.
The director's gonna want
to know why.
Yeah, Kale made his decision, Tobias.
Now he's got to live with it.
We all will.
REPORTER: A power struggle is already underway
among those eager to fill Azari's shoes.
Two of Azari's lieutenants were gunned down
in Southeast DC late last night.
Underworld sources believe that Azari's former bodyguard,
28-year-old Stefano DelMar,
has already emerged as Azari's heir apparent.
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