NCIS: Origins

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The man who killed my family,

I hunted him down and I killed him.

Flaco is a key player in their organization.

Chacales.

Everyone thinks snipers are killers.

We're really just protectors.

We're killers, too.

("Cecilia" by Simon & Garfunkel playing)

The neighbors weren't friendly.

Their house was off-limits.

She would figure out when they weren't home,

and she'd sneak into their yard.

It was a risk.

If she got caught, well...

trespassing and tomfoolery by a federal agent

wouldn't just be brushed aside.

Especially if the trespasser was a female federal agent.

She snuck in anyway.

She loved the water, loved the solitude.

But most of all, she loved knowing

she was doing something she shouldn't.

It reminded her of who she used to be,

before she decided to fall in line and uphold the law...

She could go back to her old story

when no one was around.

And she did.

But the solitude never lasted.

Cecilia.

Mace.

You scared the hell out of me.

Sorry. You get caught in a rainstorm?

No, I was just, uh...

What are you doing here?

You got something for me?

Provost Marshal come at you again?

No.

I, um...

I was gonna tell you sooner, but I...

didn't know how you'd feel,

and I wanted to make sure it was real

before I talked to you.

I'm investigating the murder of Pedro Hernandez.

The solitude can't last

for any of us.

Eventually, the stars align...

and lives collide.

Rent's due. What's that?

Rent is due.

Oh. Right.

Sorry.

I meant to drop it off, but I...

Leroy,

helping you become the man you're meant to be

is the only good thing I've ever done.

Leroy!

You do not tell me what it's worth!

It's not worth it.

Go home!

He was shot by a sniper.

Most people, they think they're okay.

They bury things deep and they try to forget.

They don't even realize how much talking can help.

: They don't even realize

how much talking can help.

GIBBS (recorded): Leroy Gibbs. Leave a message.

Leroy? It's your dad.

Uh, listen. I'm in town for the night.

Just passing through, on my way up to Vancouver.

But I thought maybe we could...

grab a beer.

Marines are changing the rules on us?

They're having MPs do murder investigations now?

No.

No, it's crazy how this all started.

I was reviewing a JAGMAN investigation

CID kicked over to us.

It was nothing.

It was about some missing gear.

Next thing I know, I'm sitting there

with a million questions about Pedro Hernandez.

I'm not surprised.

He was an elusive dude.

I remember when you were looking for him.

You never told me he turned up dead.

We didn't know until later.

We were on a case in Tijuana a few months back.

Heard about it then.

Rival cartel member shot him,

Reynosa covered it up so they wouldn't look weak.

Yeah.

You wouldn't believe what I had to do

to dig up the police report.

Thing's full of inconsistencies, though.

It says he was shot at point-blank range,

but the witness statements seem doctored.

And it also says there was no exit wound.

So, the bullet's in his head?

No, I'm asking, is that what it says?

I had these translated into English

by three different people.

I'm still paranoid they got something wrong.

You should've asked me to do it.

Well, you've been busy. I've been busy.

Yeah, I can see you're busy with this.

What does it mean?

I didn't want to assume where you were with--

Where I was with what?

Last time we had drinks,

you said Franks buried Leroy Gibbs' psych eval

and called you a dog in heat.

It was you against them.

It's been a while since we've had drinks.

I have reason to believe Hernandez was shot by a sniper.

You think it was Gibbs?

Yes.

Lala...

Look at me.

Maybe what I'm saying about Gibbs is news to you,

maybe it's not.

I don't want to know.

I don't want you involved.

You and me, we're more than this.

We've been on the same side for too long.

But I need to talk to him.

Gibbs?

I don't have the authority

to force him to submit to questioning.

My JAG contact is telling me I can't--

You want me to get him to talk to you?

There's a chance that justice hasn't been served here.

If Gibbs is innocent, I can drop this.

If he's not, Lala...

these guys we work with,

all these guys...

We find a way to love them,

we find a way to protect them...

...but maybe that shouldn't be our job.

So, how you been?

I got some wood planks.

Mahogany.

Oh, yeah? What're you putting together?

I don't know.

Nothing's coming to mind.

You know, um,

I was thinking...

maybe some kind of ceremony?

What?

Ceremony for, uh...

Shannon, Kelly.

Wasn't right, you being laid up,

missing the burial.

Never got to say goodbye.

My friend says

that sort of thing can really help sometimes,

a proper funeral.

At least let me pack up the house.

I'll put the stuff you'd want in storage,

take care of the rest, you know?

We'll get that place on the market.

Who's your friend?

Name's Rhonda.

Met her in Nepal.

Yeah, she's a... She's a real peach.

My friend Todd there, the bouncer?

His cousin's a real estate agent.

I-I don't know her, but he said she's good.

Aggressive.

That's great, son.

We'll sell that place quick, then.

Hey. Hey.

Hey.

Hey, uh...

This is my dad Jackson.

This is Cecilia, "Lala."

I work with her. She's on my...

I'm on her team.

Nice to meet you, sir.

You, too.

I'm sorry, you mind if I...

chat with your son for a minute?

Well, if you get him to talk, more power to you.

What, you came here looking for me?

How'd you know I was here?

I have a friend. Her name is Lara Macy.

She's only military police, but she's...

What happened? You okay?

She's investigating the murder of Pedro Hernandez.

She thinks you did it.

She wants to talk to you.

What do I do?

You sure it ain't just talk?

She said she has a JAG contact.

We need to look into it, see how high this goes.

She also dug up a bunch of Mexican files.

You read 'em? No, Mike.

She's not sure where I stand, and I was...

You was what?

Half of my gear didn't make it back from Kuwait.

Course it didn't. It got blown up.