NCIS: Origins

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Shannon and Kelly were my reason to live.

I couldn't imagine a world without them until I had to.

He ran onto the battlefield.

He was looking to get hit?

Is he gonna wake up?

I don't know. -

Leroy. Leroy!

I was supposed to be dead.

- But I wasn't. -

I was standing.

I was breathing.

I was hobbling along.

I was supposed to be dead.

But after that...

...I was home.

That first day back...

...it was too hard to go inside.

So I went someplace else instead.

Rent's due first of the month, no exceptions.

Last guy ditched his lease, left some of his crap.

You could probably get a breeze through here.

Laundry's around back.

Takes quarters, but you got to get your own.

People think I got change for a five, they're wrong.

You got a closet here, you could put,

you know, whatever you want in it.

I'll have my cousin haul this stuff out of here.

No, it's fine. You can leave it.

- Hello?

Hey, homeless shelter's down the road.

I'm here to meet somebody.

Leroy Gibbs.

Mike Franks.

You still want the place?

Yeah.

I'll be back up with the lease.

I would've been here sooner,

but my office screwed up your message.

They said to meet at your house, then they said here.

It wasn't their fault.

Well, I would've been there to pick up the phone in person,

but I'm off the clock today.

Figured you'd want some time with your pops before I called.

He's in Nepal.

I want to know why.

I want to know why

you are taking a day off

when the man who killed my family is still out there.

I had a lot of firsts in that old apartment.

Eventually, I got off the crutches.

I joined NIS, reported to work every day.

Things got to be as normal as they could be.

But there were always reminders.

Mr. Gibbs, I took a look at your account,

and you were charged for the crutches

because you didn't return them.

I-I know why I got charged for 'em.

I just got the bill now, though.

I'm looking at the dates,

they should have been returned months ago.

Yeah, I-I had some things going on.

Look, can I just return the crutches now

so I don't get charged for them?

Let me transfer you to an equipment specialist.

No, no, don't transfer me again.

Damn it.

- -

There were always reminders

that not too long ago...

...I was supposed to be dead.

- Okay, you see this road? - Mm-hmm.

You gonna follow that all the way up to the bend.

Where's the office, though?

- Is it not marked on here? - Open your eyes, baby.

It's right there, past the firing range,

- says "Natural Resources Office." - Mm.

They're not picking up, though. Probably closed for the night.

You think they have some birdseed lying around outside?

Probie.

- Thought you went home. - I did.

Bird flew into my place, hit the wall. It stunned itself.

I thought maybe the Natural

- Resources Office... - You mean like a pigeon?

- - Mm, smaller.

- Well, where's he at? - Who?

- The bird. - Naval Investigative Service.

- Oh. Back at my place. - Uh-huh.

Doing what?

It's Randy.

Don't you go pissing on my parade, Randolf.

I'm halfway out the door.

Where at?

Here they come.

Hey, boss.

Sorry to ruin your night.

MPs put out a call on the radio.

Lala and me were heading back in,

figured we'd swing by and take a look.

What's up, Gibbs?

Digging the cas' look. That's super comfy.

What exactly are we looking at?

Corporal was driving by,

caught a glimpse of a lump on the side of the road,

stopped his car to see what it was.

Blood on the strap. And here along the bottom.

All this stuff was inside the purse.

What, that's it?

Corporal didn't see nothing else when he stopped his car?

MPs have his statement. I'll go grab it from them.

No ID, huh? Library card?

No. No wallet, no nothing.

Thought that was the point of having a big ol' purse,

to carry a big ol' wallet.

Gibbs, you mind?

You're in my shot.

Thing was lying where? Right where we are?

No. I flagged it over there.

The hell's some lady doing out here alone?

Who says she was alone?

Blood?

See that?

Freeze!

Boss? Boss!

Clear!

Down the embankment.

Get yourselves down here.

Is this why you do this?

Tell me.

I don't know what your pop told you.

I don't know what you know.

Say it all.

Your wife witnessed the murder of a Marine

at a gas station in Oceanside.

She ID'd the triggerman, Pedro Hernandez,

drug dealer working for a Mexican cartel.

Her account gave us enough to arrest him.

But we couldn't find him.

And you didn't protect her.

We had an agent assigned to her.

Mitchell. He was hit with a head shot

on the way to the safe house.

Died instantly.

And what?

- And your wife and daughter... - Say their names.

Say their names.

Shannon and Kelly died in the crash.

You know it was him?

Hernandez? He took the shot himself?

Yeah, it was him.

We got a bead on him a week ago, we tracked him to Mexico.

These guys, when they cross the border...

it gets complicated.

We lost him.

Take your time, Gunny.

Meet you out front.

Where is he?

Told you we lost him.

No, you said it was complicated.

And yeah, you lost him in the red tape BS

between two governments and a cartel.

But you got a file on people he knows,

places he goes, don't you?

Where is he?

You know everything I know, Gunny.

Meet you out front.

Come on.

There you go.

Oh, geez.

I got to go.

You stay here.

Jane Doe.

Who is she, what was she doing out with the coyotes,

who killed her and why?

I just talked to Dr. Tango.

He puts her in her early 80s.

Says we intervened right before the coyotes could do any damage.

He's almost done with the autopsy.

Check in with the sheriff?

And the local PDs.

No one had a missing person matching that description.

I'm on hold with Sunny Shores Assisted Living.

It's not that far from base.

Maybe she wandered off from there

- and no one noticed yet? - You think

an 80-year-old woman walked onto base

- in a nightgown without anybody noticing? - I mean,

there's plenty of places the fences are down.

Plus, no one pays attention to old people.

Societal blind spot.

One of the reasons I hate society.

I'm late. I know, boss.