NCIS: Naval Criminal Investigative Service (Navy CIS) - Fifteenth Season

Wow.

Yeah, tell me about it.

I thought this was gonna be all technical stuff.

I didn't know Ducky wrestled a python

or met David Bowie.

Yeah, on the same day.

This book is really detailed.

Yeah, and really entertaining.

And really long.

I mean, 311 pages?

I'm never gonna finish this. Well, that's only

the first five chapters.

There is no pictures.

Well, the publisher doesn't add

visual elements until after the first proof.

So there will be pictures?

Certainly, Nicholas. There will be an abundance

of photos, charts, sketches,

and maps. Sweet.

You've already finished?

I couldn't put it down.

You wrestled a python?

Oh.

I see Jethro

has yet to begin.

I thought perhaps he might take advantage

of a relatively quiet day.

Always the calm before the storm.

- Body, Gibbs? - No.

New case?

- No. - So the storm

was just a figure of speech?

You think?

Oh, it's perfect. You can, uh, start reading.

Heavy.

Yeah, it's, uh, exercise for your brain

and biceps.

Yes, I-I plan to make a few trims

before handing it in tomorrow.

So I'd appreciate

your e-mailing me any comments that you have

by the time I get back

to New York. What, tonight?

Oh, my assistant Kasie's orders.

Any later,

and she's threatened to break both my arms.

Eek.

I guess you guys got some work to do.

You didn't actually read it, Nick.

So I got no notes.

Uh...

Boss?

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Well, this is a new one.

Yeah, a body on our own roof.

Can't beat the commute.

Tell that to him.

Carl Higby. 35.

Air-conditioning repairman.

Dangerous job. Today, at least.

Looks like a transformer blew.

Well, that explains the power surge

before the body hit the skylight.

It also explains all this charred flesh.

Likely the cause of death.

And you all witnessed it from below,

so you know the time of death.

Which means we might get to finish Ducky's book, after all.

No, not until we confirm what happened.

I guess it could have been faulty equipment.

Our insurance and his employer will want to know.

So will his family.

All right, I'll call the company, you take the family.

Hey, yo!

You guys need to see this.

You got something?

Well, it's not about the case.

Check this out.

What is all this? Wh...

It's...

an NCIS secret break room, baby.

No way.

Oh, it's so peaceful up here.

And the view, oh.

And you get full bars.

Where else in the world do you get that?

Do I smell doughnuts?

Oh, that must be

from the bakery down the corner. Mmm!

Is this heaven?

Oh, really?

Okay.

Is that how you guys are gonna play it?

What?

You didn't know about this place?

We didn't. Right, McGee?

I've never been up here before.

Then whose chair is this?

Oh, don't look at me. I...

Gibbs.

Chief.

Thanks for taking the time to see me.

You look great.

Three weeks on a romantic cruise

in the Mediterranean will do that.

Judith sends her best.

Oh, yeah, I'll bet she does.

And so does Junior. I saw him in Paris

before the cruise. Mm-hmm.

And, uh, my granddaughter...

She calls me Pop-Pop. Aw.

- Isn't that great? - That's great.

We still on for that drink?

We were.

Something came up.

Well, I guess our drinks will have to wait.

You okay?

Well, actually, that's what I wanted to talk to you about.

Boss, we got a problem.

Oh, Mr. D. How's it going?

Funny you ask.

I was just talking to the... McGee, what do you got?

I tried calling the HVAC company

to let them know what happened.

I'll go find Jimmy.

Rain check, Gibbs? You got it.

Thanks. What'd they say?

Well, I didn't get through 'cause it turns out

the District HVAC Service doesn't exist.

What?

Then who the hell's on our roof?

Hey. Not only is the company fake,

so is our dead guy's I.D.;

Carl Higby is an alias.

I'm running the fingerprints

through AFIS,

but this gets worse. Like, way worse.

- How? - Jimmy confirmed that the cause of death

was from a concussive force from an explosion.

Right, the AC transformer. No.

The transformer boom was caused

by a prior boom.

Boom, boom?

Mm, yeah.

So, Jimmy found steel fragments

in the body,

and good ol' Major Mass Spec found traces

of potassium nitrate on the victim's clothing.

Not to mention,

this was in his burned up toolbox.

This looks like a detonator.

Because it was.

There was a bomb in his toolbox?

With faulty wiring,

which caused the first explosion.

And then that caused the transformer to blow.

So our intruder accidentally killed himself...

With a pipe bomb.

On the roof of NCIS headquarters.

Whoa.

Jack, where's the fire?

Funny, but not far off.

Phony repairman blew himself up

with a pipe bomb. Where?

On the roof.

Temporary evacuation till the bomb squad

can get here for a sweep. The REACT team's involved?

Is that for anyone in particular?

Not anymore. Help yourself. Thank you.

Oh, let me get that for you, Cindi.

Sloane, I'll meet you downstairs.

Yeah, right behind you.

All right, let me know when you have more, Sergeant.

Thank you.

District HVAC Service

was on the list of approved contractors.

- Somebody put 'em there. - Front gate's pulling records now.

But our repairman, he passed their visual inspection.

Dogs, too.

That explosive was very well hidden.

This, uh...

this could have been bad, Gibbs.

It still might be.

Which is why I'm evacuating the building.

REACT team's got a tent in the motor pool.

Until we can I.D. the body and its intended target,

your team should regroup outside.

What about you? I'll be running point

from MTAC.

You stay, I stay.

I'm touched.

The case is in here, Leon.

This is our house.

And I'm trying to protect it

and the people inside. So am I.

You got 30 minutes to finish any work inside the building.

Then I want you and your team out. Understood?

Go, Torres.

Top floor. Yeah, on my way.

You didn't answer me.