NCIS

Quick, quick, okay, done, done. Get off.

Last chance to tap out.

Hey, man.

Morning.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. Why?

Looks like you had a late night.

Well, either that or you just got your pupils dilated.

My pupils are fine, thank you.

Met up with some friends, I had a late night,

and I just need to get some sleep.

That's all.

Wait a sec.

You were supposed

to meet up with me and Kasie,

but you texted me, said you were tired

and you wanted to stay in.

Yeah, I got a second wind.

Aka blew us off.

Oh, welcome to the club.

He was gonna join Delilah and I at a movie last week,

and something came up at the last minute.

Supposedly.

And we spend all day together at work.

Do we have to spend every second of our lives together, too?

Yes.

In an odd but perfect world, yeah.

Where's Parker?

He's been up in Vance's office for quite a while now.

Does he have any of his pastries?

I'm starving.

Hey.

Um...

How much did you have to drink last night?

What? No, I'm not drinking.

I'm just, I'm just tired.

Just back it up. We're good.

Okay.

You got to tell me where you got these.

Food cart on 14th.

Across from the dry cleaners.

Not the cell phone repair place.

Though Cell Phone Guy

makes surprisingly good gulab jamun.

Why are these two so friendly all of a sudden?

Oh, uh, night shift is over.

Oh, Agent Sawyer stayed late

to, uh, pitch the director a few ideas.

Hmm.

It's called giving 110%.

You should give it a try.

Well, that's physically impossible.

Thanks for breakfast, Agent Parker.

Yeah, no problem.

Hey, can Big Daddy get one of those?

Sorry. Sawyer grabbed the last one.

Special Agent Parker.

If only you'd shown up to work on time.

Guess the early bird gets the brioche.

All right, got it.

Department of Waste Management's got a dead sailor

at the transfer station.

Let's roll.

You guys need an extra hand? I'm all done here.

Oh, no, we got it covered.

Car is full.

Too many cooks.

Take a nap.

So, "waste transfer station" is just a fancy way

of saying "garbage dump."

Yeah, looks like it. Smells like it, too.

I'm really beginning to regret

not letting Sawyer take my place.

Careful what you wish for.

What does that mean?

Well, what do you think Parker was doing

with him in Vance's office?

Didn't think about it.

Give it a shot.

New people like to bring in more new people?

I'm thinking it's way worse than that.

What could possibly be worse

than you having to work with Sawyer every day?

Well, Parker has our performance evals from last week.

Maybe he's thinking of replacing one of us.

He couldn't replace McGee if he tried.

Yeah, that leaves you or me.

Oh.

And of course it would be Sawyer.

Whatever.

I've lost a job before.

"Whatever"?

Life goes on.

Yo, yo.

Hey.

You two get lost on the way here?

Torres needed to stop for a coffee.

Late night.

I bet.

I can see your dilated pupils from here, Torres.

Dead body. Who is it?

Well, this is Lieutenant Junior Grade Kane Lantz.

Worked as an I.T. specialist.

Speaking of pupils, he seems to be missing one.

It doesn't appear to be related to the cause of death, though.

Judging by the cyanosis, I'd say

that we're looking at asphyxiation.

Sanitation workers found him in the back of their truck

after they arrived at the station.

Yeah, could've been picked up somewhere along their route.

Maybe, uh,

talk to the workers, retrace the route.

Maybe we can figure out where he was dumped.

Knight, talk to Lantz's CO, see if you can find out, um,

whatever there is to find out.

On it.

I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but, uh,

we've got a missing eyeball that we have to...

Oh, please don't finish that sentence.

...find.

Probably somewhere around here, you know,

just covered in juicy forensic evidence.

Any volunteers

to help look? Any takers?

Yeah, you know what? On second thought,

Knight, I uh, I'm gonna go talk to Lantz's CO.

Uh, have fun finding that eyeball.

Are you really pulling rank right now?

It hurts me more than it hurts you.

Uh-oh.

What does "uh-oh" mean?

It means we're about to get screwed.

You know these guys?

No, but, uh, multiple unmarked SUVs

usually aren't a good sign.

Let's secure the perimeter.

And I want a tarp around the body now.

Excuse me.

Can we help you?

This is a closed crime scene.

Agent Collins, Defense Intelligence Agency.

Now it's our closed crime scene.

Alden Parker, NCIS. Can I ask why?

You can ask, but the answer's classified.

It's a simple question.

Why is DIA messing with our case?

As Agent Collins told you, that's classified.

We got a dead Navy lieutenant. Cut the crap.

Director Vance, I would caution your agent

to remember who he's speaking with.

With all due respect, I would like an answer to his question.

You want me to say "pretty please,"

I'm more than happy to do that, too.

Or perhaps, respectfully,

you could just read us in

on DIA's operation.

Pretty please.

Respectfully.

I take it by now you're aware that Lieutenant Lantz

was assigned to the Office of Naval Intelligence.

Yeah. He identified vulnerabilities in your system,

then he built patches for the weak points.

And he was damn good at it, too.

Unfortunately, when DIA agents

swept Lantz's apartment this morning,

they discovered his secure laptop had gone missing.

Lantz took a classified laptop home with him?

He shouldn't have, but it happens.

Perhaps with his workload and the agencies who depend on him,

he thought it was his only option.

What was on it?

Descriptions of those weak spots

in ONI's servers that you mentioned.

If exploited, it could allow our enemies access

to a whole range of government systems.

That's a problem.

ONI uses the strongest biometric security in existence,

so, theoretically, that laptop is only accessible

by Lieutenant Lantz.

Or by anyone with his eyeball.

Which is currently missing.

So you can appreciate why DoD's top priority

is to recover that missing laptop as soon as possible.

And NCIS's top priority is justice for Lieutenant Lantz.

And his eyeball.

And I'm sure that we can all walk

and chew gum at the same time.

Joe doesn't chew gum. He's got TMJ.

I actually had a condylotomy last month.

I'm right as rain now, Park.

You two know each other?

Long story.

The way you tell it.

Too bad I don't have time.

For the moment,

DIA will look for the missing laptop.

And we'll track Lantz's killer.

And with any luck, finding one will lead to the other.

You got a hell of a Rolodex, Parker.

And I'd like to hear that story sometime.