NCIS: Origins

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NIS has arrested the sniper

known as Sandman.

Your wife witnessed the murder of a marine in a gas station

in Oceanside.

She ID'd the triggerman: Pedro Hernandez,

a drug dealer working for a Mexican cartel.

We lost him.

Hernandez, he took the shot himself?

Yeah, it was him.

Aah!

For a while, I stopped eating.

I stopped eating because I couldn't find him.

I searched,

I hunted,

but he was nowhere.

Eventually, you got to start eating again or you die.

Dark days turn into normal ones.

The dark thoughts still come sometimes.

But you do what you can to drown them out.

("SET ADRIFT ON MEMORY BLISS" BY P.M. DAWN PLAYING)

You imagine a person across town.

You picture her living her life, happy.

You wonder what she thinks about the dark that's around you.

You wonder

if she thinks about you at all.

- (BEEP) Uh, hey, Mary Jo,

maybe you left for the night. Uh, listen, can you look

in my top drawer, see if there's

a fishing lure in there? It's yellow.

My cousin wants to borrow i...

Do I look like your wife, Carl?

Hey, uh, Carl again. Wondering

if you had a chance to look for

that lure? It's yellow...

- (DOOR OPENS) - Mary Jo, Carl.

- (DOOR CLOSES) - Look, I'm not sure if you had a chance

to look in my drawer. Could you call me back

and let me know if you g...

- Morning. - What can I do for you?

Kid's Navy. Seaman Nathan Porter.

He had an eventful night.

- I see that. - It was the pot of grease.

Hey, I need you in Admin.

What the heck happened?

Drove off the road,

hit two parked cars and a mailbox.

Blew the top off the breathalyzer.

Chula Vista PD turned him over to us.

You should be taking him to the MPs.

This was closer.

You guys got a spot for him in holding, don't you?

Come on.

He puked three times in my squad already.

Mary Jo, what do we got?

Doing the Navy proud.

Swerved off the road in Chula Vista.

You should be taking him to the MPs.

Can't you just take him,

let him sober up?

- (TELEPHONE RINGS) - Oh. Hello?

Hi. I just pulled a double.

I'm meeting this girl for brunch.

I've been trying to get in her pants for a year now.

Oh, okay. Yeah, man.

I'm picking up what you're putting down.

What's going on?

Drunk sailor swerved off the road.

- What are we, MPs now? - Told the petty officer here

we'd do him a solid.

I'll book him, you do the paperwork.

I'll book him. Paperwork is on you.

She said it was fine.

It was the pot of grease.

Okay, up you go. Come on.

Ooh.

Holy hell, you stink, man.

Sign here.

Ah! Gibbs.

Give me a hand here, will you?

That it?

Yep, we got it from here, bro.

Good luck with brunch

and, you know, the other stuff.

- Appreciate it, man. - Yeah.

- Blessings. - (DOOR OPENS)

Morning, Rando. What's the word?

Not much. Lala and Gibbs just booked a drunk sailor

so that guy you passed can go get some action.

What?

Franks, Tish called. She wants to know

if the painter should start in the kitchen or the bathroom.

Painter ain't coming till Tuesday.

She says he's there's now.

Kitchen or the bathroom. Give her a call, let her know.

I, uh...

I got to go. Dominguez here?

- Yeah. - Anything comes up,

she's on point till I get back.

Okay.

I think I would have just went with the bathroom.

- (DOOR CLOSES) - Hundred percent.

Hey. Whoa.

Okay. Get him over there

and you're doing the prints.

What, you ditch class

the day they taught you that in FLETC? Let's go.

Fake it till you make it, dude.

Were you out shooting hoops, Gibbs?

I told her not to go...

Hey, hold still, man.

What do you mean, before?

No. I went for a run.

Without a Walkman?

I don't get people like you.

Yeah, that's awful.

What's wrong with it?

It's, like, a solid blob.

It's all in the wrist.

You got to roll it.

Grab a new card.

Roll it.

Come here. (MUTTERS)

Whoa. What happened here?

Did you get these today, when you drove off the road?

Gibbs.

These were in his wallet.

Scratches on his arms.

I told her, no.

- Hey! - Hey, hey.

Porter! Nate.

Where'd you get these?

Who is Dana Rogers?

I told her no.

I...

She went in the pot of grease.

She went in.

Tish?

Tish?

Mike. What are you doing home?

Mary Jo said the painter's here.

Hey, there.

Good to meet you, sir.

You said Tuesday on the phone.

He had a cancelation.

I thought it'd be nice to get going on yours early.

Thanks, Gus. Don't let us hold you up.

What's wrong with you?

I took Tuesday off.

I was gonna be here. I was gonna surprise you.

I didn't want you being alone with him.

He's fine. He did Angela's house fine.

Yeah, Angie says he's great, but it's not like I know the guy.

I've talked to him on the phone twice.

Mike, he's 60 years old.

What, you don't think 60-year-olds

have sick thoughts and working parts?

Don't be mad at me.

I'm not.

I thought about being here alone, too. Course I did.

I... I can't live my life like that.

These are things I need to do for me.

For me to move on.

I'm ready.

Well, I ain't.

I'm trying to do a welfare check.

Dana Rogers. She's a corpsman at the Navy hospital.

When's the last time you saw her, then?

Okay. Yeah. Thanks.

I had Franks holding,

waiting for one of you to get off the phone.

That's three minutes of my life I wish never happened.

- Sorry. - He said to tell you

he's taking today off instead of Tuesday.

Everything all right?

It's something to do with his house getting painted.

He said you're in charge, call him if you need him.

Dana Rogers' command

said they haven't heard from her, but she wasn't due

to report to work until tomorrow.

No criminal record for Seaman Porter.

Dude had scratches on his arms and was talking about her

going into a pot of grease. I mean...

Should we try questioning him again?