NCIS

Flight getting canceled was not my fault.

So you say.

Cynthia, I didn't create a tropical depression

over the Gulf of Mexico.

Maybe you manifested it.

You would do anything to get out of spending

a week with my mother.

I love your mother.

Ish.

Oh, no, not again.

Lucas, did you close all the windows

before we left, like I asked?

Of course, dear.

Well, then how did the neighbor's cat get in again?

Oh, my God.

Nana's vase.

That is it.

- Where are you going? - I am going

full Karen on the neighbors!

They need to leash that furball!

We don't have proof that it was the Nelsons' cat.

Yes, we do.

See? It sensed motion right before we came in.

It's that damn cat.

Babe, that's not a cat.

Oh, my God, somebody was in our house.

Cynthia, I didn't create a tropical depression

over the Gulf of Mexico.

Maybe you manifested it.

You would do anything to get out of spending

a week with my mother.

I love your mother.

He still is.

Oh, no, not again.

Well, I got to say, today was a pretty good day.

Yeah, no murders. No one missing.

I got to re-sand my Zen garden, which was looking not so Zen.

Hey, I say we slip out early. I got big plans.

Sounds good. I've got plans, too.

Oh, you go first. What you got?

Well, I plan on being in bed by 9:00.

Kasie and I got these Halo Views

that give you a nightly sleep score.

And Kasie got a 91 the other night.

And I plan on getting a 92.

Wow. How incredibly exciting.

I have someplace to be as well.

Let me guess--

in bed by 8:30

and you're going for a 93?

No. Delilah and I have a meeting at Morgan's preschool.

Is everything okay?

Yes and no.

See, Morgan's been insisting on wearing a, uh,

princess dress to school every single day.

Well, that's adorable.

You know, when I was her age,

I wore a mask

and carried a spatula everywhere.

I made my mom call me Zorro.

I turned out just fine.

- That's debatable. - Come on.

But, seriously, a cute little

princess dress-- that's harmless enough, yeah?

Well, the school's saying that there's peer issues,

and, you know, I don't want her getting picked on.

Wait, but didn't you used to wear

a magician outfit all the time when you were a kid?

Yeah, and I got picked on.

I bet you looked good in a top hat.

Thank you. But we were on my father's O-3 salary,

so top hats were

kind of a luxury.

Maybe you're overreacting?

You sound like Delilah.

She thinks that Morgan's just going through a phase.

I'm Team Delilah on this.

Yeah, me, too. I mean, let Morgan have some fun.

Whoa. Where's everybody going?

Well, um... Knight's going to sleep,

I'm going to a concert, and McGee is...

he's being McGee.

Any plans tonight, Parker?

Yeah. In Norfolk.

- What's in Norfolk? - The four of us,

investigating a break-in on base housing.

It all happenedso fast.

Move!

No! Lucas!

You know what? - You're lucky. - Yeah.

We could've been killed.

- Anything taken? - Uh, no.

Anyone know you're supposed to be out of town?

Command knew that I was taking leave.

But I'm not surprised this happened.

I've heard there's been a string of break-ins

on base lately.

Well, not just lately.

There's one happening right now.

That was Torres. He's with base security.

They just got a report of a suspicious man entering a home.

- Where? - Two minutes from here.

McGee's on his way there now.

You want to go open a can of whup-ass on this guy?

Works for me.

All right, we'll be in touch.

What do we know, McGee?

McNeighbors haven't seen anyone come out.

I got the back.

Suspect could still be inside.

Assume he's armed.

In position.

We got the front.

Door's open.

Clear.

What was that?

Silencer?

It's coming from the basement.

That's fresh blood.

NCIS!

Five-O! Run!

Stop! No one's going anywhere.

I'm just saying,

who breaks into somebody's house to have a party?

I never did anything like that when I lived on base.

And where were those kids' parents?

And it took forever, man.

I was at security until 1:00 in the morning,

waiting for these brats to get picked up.

I'm jealous. We were processing vomit at Casa Party.

I'm a federal agent, man.

I'm not a babysitter.

Hey. Good news. The blood

you found on the carpet-- rhinovirus DNA confirms

that it was a nosebleed.

You know, kids--

notoriously thin capillaries.

Fascinating.

I don't know how you guys can be so grumpy.

We have free breakfast right here.

I got a sleep score of 42 last night.

Yeah, and I'm gonna need more than a babka

to make up for missing my first concert in two years.

Yeah, and I missed my parent-teacher conference,

so Delilah let Morgan wear the dress again.

God, is that where this is headed?

One day, your daughter's wearing her princess dress,

won't take it off. Next day,

she's committing felony trespassing?

Okay, yeah, grumpy it is.

We got bigger problems

than a dress right now anyway.

Not that your home situation

- isn't important. - But...

I just spoke to the Norfolk base commander.

There's been six break-ins in the last three months.

And why is this our problem and not base security's?

Because the doors at Norfolk unlock via QR codes

that refresh every 20 minutes.

The only way to get into a resident's home

is either break in

or with one of those codes.

And there were no signs of a break-in.

Which means what?

To be honest, I didn't hear anything after "QR codes."

It means that someone hacked into the base's

central security system and generated fake codes.

That's a pretty serious security breach.

And pretty impressive for a bunch of teenagers.

We need to get them in here

and find out how they hacked the system

before the base's security is breached

for something far worse than a house party.

Start with that kid on the nanny cam.

Thanks for bringing him in, Mrs. Richter.

Of course. We've got nothing to hide.

Noah's a good kid.

More of a follower, though.

I'm sure he just got swept up

in whatever the cool kids were doing.

Noah,

please answer the question with something

- other than a grunt. - Huh.

It was a party. Not like we hurt anyone.

None of your friends hurt anyone.

But you did.

You're on video, attacking a petty officer.

That's not me.

You are literally still wearing the same sweatshirt.

For the record, none of the, uh, cool kids

committed felony assault.

That little...

Excuse me.

Should I go get her?

No, no, no, no. Let her go. Let her go.

Noah Patrick Henry Richter,

you better sit up straight and put that listening cap on!

- Yes, ma'am. - I will take your phone,

sell your laptop and melt your PlayStation

unless you tell me everything!