NCIS

Previously on NCIS...

Get everything they got on Officer Mantel.

They've labeled him as a rogue officer.

Here are pictures of Bodnar

leaving the United States.

You can forget Italy.

Going to Berlin instead.

Where Bodnar is truly headed.

It's a simple joint investigation, Tom.

When the hell were you gonna tell me, Leon?

It was my father who led me to Berlin.

- Diamonds. - Ziva!

Adam. Thank you for coming.

I know you blame me for your father's death, Ziva.

You don't know the entire story.

Yaniv? Ilan's brother.

Using an alias, Yaniv boarded the plan to Rome

and Bodnar stayed in the U.S.

You know how much manpower we wasted

looking for Bodnar in Rome?

Let everyone take the wild-goose chase

and hope that Bodnar let his guard down in the United States.

Tony...

Ziva!

Ilan.

I told you to walk away, Ziva.

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Watch your back. Coming through.

Thank you.

How are they?

Lucky. David sure it was Ilan Bodnar?

Yeah. He took the diamonds.

You can see them now. They being released?

No. I'm waiting for an orthopedist

to sign off on their X-rays.

Thank you.

What are we doing sitting here?

We know Bodnar is in the country, and we know he knows.

Relax, Agent David. You were just in a major accident.

There's nothing wrong with me.

How's my car?

Where's Bodnar's brother? Federal marshals

are holding him at the DC jail.

Forget about Yaniv. He's worthless to us.

He'll never give up Ilan.

What's this?

It's your weapon.

Where's mine?

It's been fired.

State Troopers have to put a hold on it.

It's part of their investigation.

You won't need it.

No field work

for either of you until the doctor

signs off.

Boss?

The SUV that rammed Tony's car was registered to a soccer mom

in Falls Church.

She reported it stolen out of her driveway yesterday.

Getaway car? Ziva got a partial plate

and gave a pretty good description of the sedan.

Got the address where it's registered.

Okay.

NCIS!

Come out with your hands up!

Cease fire!

Clear.

Clear!

Clear. Clear.

Clear.

Boss.

Not Bodnar.

The getaway driver?

By now, Nurse Ratched must have realized we snuck out.

I don't think that was her name, Tony.

But I was not gonna spend another hour

filling out paperwork.

Where are they?

Call McGee again.

I already called him three times and Gibbs twice.

They're not answering on purpose. Oh, hey, look.

I got a message.

Maybe it's them.

You have one new message.

Please enter your password.

Turn around, please.

First new message.

Hey, Tony, it's Harris. Uh, I'm just calling

to give you a heads-up. My insurance agent.

Sorry, but it's not good news. You're gonna be getting a call

from the company that wrote your auto policy.

They, uh, heard about the accident you had last night,

and they're putting you on the at-risk list.

What?

I guess it's to be expected.

I mean, it's the third car you've totaled.

Sorry, pal.

I didn't total anything, Harris!

My Corvette was stolen and crashed!

La Grenouille blew up my Mustang!

Why am I telling this to a machine?

It wasn't my fault.

You need a hand?

Yeah, my own.

You should really keep your arm immobile.

The pain's gonna kill you.

It only hurts if you let it.

Okay. Thank you, G. Gordon Liddy.

It's all yours, Duck.

There a problem, Palmer?

Oh. No, no.

I've never seen you do anything at a crime scene before,

so... That didn't sound right.

Uh, I've never seen you do any actual...

work.

I suggest you do your work, Mr. Palmer,

before I have

two bodies to examine.

I.D.'s bogus. The driver's license number doesn't exist

in the Virginia DMV database.

And I'm sure his real name isn't Carl Miller.

Yes, I tend to agree with you, McGee.

This miscreant has no fingerprints.

I got something.

"See Reisiger 19."

Reisiger? Sounds like a name.

You and Ziva run into anybody named Reisiger

when you were tracking Bodnar?

No, I don't think so.

Looks like some polished stones.

Uncut diamonds, Palmer.

His payment for helping Bodnar.

And with the rest of the diamonds, he could hide forever.

Oh, my God.

You guys, I was so worried. Group hug.

Ooh, we're fine.

Wow. Ow.

Yikes.

Is that broken?

No, Mrs. Mulwray.

But I damn near lost my nose.

I like breathing through it.

Mrs. Mulwray. Faye Dunaway

and, of course, Mr. Jack. Yeah, I know. Chinatown.

Wait.

Is that the side molding?

From my car?

Oh, no. Oh!

I didn't get a good look at it in the dark last night.

How bad is it? It's bad.

It's... terminal.

Where are Gibbs and McGee?

Um...

I don't know?

That does not sound very convincing.

I can't lie. I-I never have been able to.

Um, but I'm sworn to secrecy, okay?

Why? Let's look inside the SUV.

Okay, so...

the crash was definitely premeditated.

There was a

four-point harness installed,

and the air bag was removed.

Why would he remove the airbag?

Where is the MCRT truck? Um,

it's, uh...

Would you believe me if I said it was...

out being serviced?

You're a very bad liar.

- I know. - Remember, Abbs,

she's trained in torture techniques.

Yeah.

Can I see the inside?

No. Sorry, Ms. Gillis. It's a crime scene.

I just can't believe that this has happened... to my house.

How long has Mr. Miller been renting from you?

Um, a little over two years.

I almost didn't, though, 'cause he showed up

on that big, noisy motorcycle.

I hate motorcycles.

He still have that motorcycle?

Uh, he was working on it out in the garage

last time I drove out to collect the rent.

You know what Mr. Miller did for a living?

No.

He traveled a lot, though.

Sometimes two, three months.

If he knew he was gonna be gone that long,

he paid me in advance. In cash.

I don't know if I'm gonna find a tenant like that again.

When was the last time you saw him? First of the month.

When I collected the rent.

You ever see this man?

Nope.

But that doesn't mean he wasn't here.

I haven't been inside since I leased the place to Miller.

Okay.

Thank you.

We'll give you a call if we have any more questions.

Well, I got a question.