NCIS

Eli David put Ziva and a team on a Jordanian freighter called

The Damocles.

Damocles went down

in a storm 28th of May off the Coast of Somalia.

There were no survivors.

You're damaged goods.

How damaged? I need to know

before I can even begin

to figure out what to do with you.

I want to be a NCIS agent.

I don't even know if that's possible.

Here we go. Bring it down.

Four damn shrimp?

A couple more, and we'll have enough for dinner.

Ugh! Come on, man.

Where's your sense of humor?

I left it at the laser-tag arena.

Now, that was a dumb idea of yours. Ah, here we go.

But the only thing dumber

than your idea to become shrimp fishermen

in the Indian Ocean

is me for coming with you.

Oh, there's a bag caught up in the net.

Hey, maybe it's a big bag of shrimp.

Oh, my God, I'm going to kill you.

And I'm going to leave your corpse out here to rot.

And when they find you, you're gonna look like...

What is that?

Oh!

Ugh!

Tony, I know that I am on a deadline

with these investigation reports,

so the clock is redundant.

When was the last time you had late paper?

I bet you were a wee probie, probie.

Last time was never.

No PC-wiping macro virus is going to blemish my streak.

Do you hear that? Listen.

Stop it with the ticktock!

Oh, I'm sorry, Captain Hook.

I didn't see any crocodiles.

Maybe it's in your head.

Or your heart.

It's an Edgar Allan Poe reference.

That's right. I read.

Maybe you got a body buried under your floorboards?

Well, the day is young.

You need a body buried, McGee?

Sheesh. Oh.

You want to make your deadline, and I am waiting

on the status of my application to become an agent.

Oh, those applications take forever to vet.

Even then, it's conditional upon you becoming

an official citizen.

But teamwork is still possible

even though I am not an official member of the team.

You catch my grift?

Drift.

I got heart palpitations.

You really scared me.

Someone dial nine-one, and wait-wait for me to tell you

to dial the last one.

You know, I could access the employment database,

put a rush on your file.

And I could finish your R.O.I.S.

You know, you got to dial nine to get out of the building,

so dial 9-9-1, and then wait for me to tell you

To dial the last one.

You also got to do Tony's paperwork for the week.

It's a long story.

Tony bet me

that he could erase this virus off my computer.

He cheated. I know he cheated. Just don't know how yet.

Why do you find it so hard to believe

I could hack that sucker out?

You cannot even work your e-mail properly.

You always reply "to all."

It drives me absolutely nuts.

You know, when it comes to computers,

you are almost as incompetent as gib...

You thought Gibbs was behind you.

You know why?

'Cause sneaky people expect sneakiness.

It's a vicious circle.

Boss is in MTAC with Vance.

Shrimping boat netted a marine's body off the coast

Of tanzania.

Apparently, all they found was, uh, bones, soupy flesh

and a mangled dog tag.

Somebody like to light a fire

under special Agent Dunham in Tanzania?

Yes, sir.

You out of toothpicks?

I pulled one earlier.

I got a splinter in my cheek.

Cut myself shaving this morning.

You know, these things come in threes.

You superstitious? I'm a little stitious.

We have contact.

Director Vance, Gibbs, sorry for the delay.

It's the damn satellites.

You working on anything other than that beard, Dunham?

Yeah, boys and I got a pool going

to whoever grows it the thickest.

It looks like a damn teen wolf convention.

We saw your crime scene photos. It's a hell of a mess.

Dental records confirmed the marine as staff sergeant

Daniel Cryer.

I talked to his former C.O.

Said Cryer was sharp,

had experience infiltrating terrorist cells.

Past tense?

He's a deserter.

Went U.A. six months back.

There was a short investigation, but he was never caught.

Always a step ahead.

Not surprised. They trained him to disappear.

Got a tip he'd been spotted in Jordan.

Who was your source?

Former israeli officer.

Does security consulting along the Red Sea.

Claims Cryer was hanging his own shingle.

What was he selling?

Connections, and not sure

Of the why or the how, but Cryer was spotted

boarding a small freighter bound for East Africa.

The name of that freighter was...

The Damocles.

Yes, sir, that's the one.

Was lost at sea,

and salvage vessels never recovered any wreckage.

Guess Cryer went down with the ship.

That would account for him being dead.

Doesn't explain why he was wrapped in plastic.

There's no way to know what went down on board.

There were no survivors.

I saw the official report. You stay close, Chad.

We know someone who lived through that shipwreck.

You saw this coming.

You didn't?

You know her better than I do.

Closer to her than anyone.

Your relationship with her father doesn't tie your hands?

No. It absolutely does.

So, good cop, bad cop?

Plenty of other ways to break someone, Leon.

I figure she's been broken enough.

Okay, good cop, bad cop.

Which one are you?

How's my agent application coming?

I am working my magic.

Trust me, Ziva, when I'm through, you will be...

Ooh, code blue?

Someone's been blackballed.

They gave you the red flag.

What is blue, black and red?

Zebra in a blender.

That's black, white and red all over.

Newspaper. Penguin with a sunburn.

Nuns falling down stairs.

Hey! Why have I been rejected?!

Seems we have a problem.

Give me everything on Staff Sergeant Daniel Cryer.

You got it, boss.

You red-flagged my application?

There are inconsistencies that need to be addressed.

My psych evaluation?

Yes.

Inconsistencies in my psychological profile?

Somewhat troubling.

But expected.

You were held in a prison camp for months.

But you survived it, didn't you?

You didn't talk about that with the counselor.

So now I'm going to talk about it with you.

You've been in the service of two masters for too long.

Your loyalty to your father and Mossad predates anything else.

My father is not an issue.

Okay. You want to stay

here at NCIS, let's talk.

That's the price of admission.

Let's start with the events that led you to the camp.

Running a diagnostic

on the virus you removed from my computer.

It's gone, probie. Get over it.

I can't even figure out how the virus got

in the system. Wasn't an attachment.

Wasn't a trojan horse.

Did you quarantine the file?

Hey, I'm a hacker.

I hack.

We got bigger issues.

Ziva's in with Principal Vance,

getting paddled or up a creek without one.

We got a dead marine, right?

What do we got?

All right, I'll tell you what we got.

We got marine Staff Sergeant Daniel Cryer.

Recruited right out of high school.

Talk faster. Eliminate the dead air between your words.