NCIS Night

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"He's only burned on one side. How could that have possibly have happened?" You don't watch a lot of horror films, do you, park ranger guy.

For the record, I'm just as flabbergasted about the eyelash growing stuff as Ziva is. Especially since it can lead to permanently changing the color of your eyes. I mean, what?

Did I see that right? Was Lumpy Robert Patrick released from jail? I look forward to his return.

Comparing the corpse to a McDonald's sandwich. Yucky, Tony. Accurate. But yucky. Really.

"He wouldn't let me drive. I begged and begged." You look a little jostled there, Palmer. Rock on that Ducky goes four-wheeling, though.

Oh, McGee, you're just creaming yourself over the prospect of jet packs, aren't you?

"I thought he was the Duke." "He is. Was. Always will be." Right on, Tony. Salute John Wayne.

Yeah, McGee is creaming himself. Why haven't you killed him, Abby? A powerpoint presentation, McGee? Seriously, Abby, kill him. At least smack him a good one. He deserves it.

Please hit him, Gibbs. THANK YOU! You always come through for me.

Aww, Palmer doing an autopsy on the squirrel. Love the banter between Ducky and Palmer, encouraging him to tell stories. And it was a cute story, too. You're so sweet, Ducky. Fly free, Palmer.

Seriously, McGee? It's like a film strip in high school only high tech and more boring. And like two high school students, Ziva and Tony MiST it. Thanks, guys.

"So the crash didn't kill him?" "It didn't help."

"Okay. You get your homework done and then you can go out and play with the neighbor kids." "The price of being in charge." Now you know why Gibbs can be so cranky. He gets to miss out on the cool stuff, too.

Loved that ninja picture taking move, Ziva.

"Bravo. Juliette. Oscar." "Ah, my bologna has a first name."

It's tough being in charge, McGee. The lawyer walked all over you. Remember when Rena Sofer was on General Hospital? She was married to Ned Quartermaine. Those were good times. She's got a touch of the bitch going here, though. I miss her Bronx accent.

"Are you a redhead? Cause I feel like I met you before." She is behaving like an ex-wife, Gibbs.

"Whenever people try to extricate their lives from each other there can be friction." "Is that true, boss?" *snort* Well done, Tony.

"Do you know what it's like to live with a genius?" "No. I do not. What is it like?" And done better, Ziva.

This lawyer is a like a bad penny. Always turning up.

"She acts like she hates me. But she talks like she likes me." "Ever been married to her?" And Ducky gets one in, too. Everybody is on it tonight.

Well, Gibbs, if that's the kind of woman you like, I can see why you've got so many ex-wives. Looking to add one to the bunch?

"I think he's about to have a thought." "I think blood is about to come out his eyeballs." Palmer, you should hang out in the lab more often. You've got some baby snark going on there. Also, Abby, I'm digging the purple plaid. And it was a good thought McGee had. Eventually.

That jet pack thing really is cool. It's not a remote control airplane, Tony. Quit fighting over the remote, kids. Geez.

Uh oh. Lumpy Robert Patrick sent Rena Sofer. This could get ugly. I'm looking forward to it.



None of the kids at this table look like they're old enough to be in a strip club. That's a sign of my own old age, isn't it? Damn whippersnappers.

Don't trust that one guy! He's a crooked lawyer that got cut in half in a glass house filled with ghosts. It's true. I saw the whole thing.

Seriously, why do guys always fall in love with strippers when they've seen them dance once? What's the genetics of that?

Oh, G, you can't front on Hetty, man. She will eat you alive without choking. Don't go spending her money so freely. You know how she gets. "Next time, order soup, playa."

You are good, G, I'll give you that. You ran Ukrain girl 'round real good. She couldn't even get her footing. Well, done.

Of course he knows more than he's telling you! He's not to be trusted, Sam!

"He's clearly past his expiration date." Yes, but someone at least put him in the fridge so he'll last a few days past. No worries.

Aw, Nate's little coroner girlfriend. She's a sweetie. Loved how she asked if Nate was single while holding a corpse. Double cute.

Uh oh. Sam's being secretive.

Hetty is going after Nate now. "Just been working a lot." "Yes, we established that at the beginning of the conversation." Sorry, Nate. Seven weeks of vacation is too much. Find some place nice to hang out for a week, babe.

There's Sam, running again. He runs every episode, I swear it.

I guess once you've been shot in a drive by, you get an affinity for guns coming out of car windows.

Gee, Nate, you make the prospect of getting nauseated seem comforting. That's kind of wrong.

Awww. Sam is friends with a Lost Boy. Sudan, not Peter Pan or vampire.

"What's he doing in LA?" "Well, he's not here to audition for American Idol." Well played, Eric.

Sam is a softy. Brought that boy home when his father was killed. Such a stand up guy.

The Ukrain woman is taping herself? Kinky. Ooh, she's fiesty, too. Get her, G.

I told you not to trust that guy! Now he's into extortion. Man, I so told you so.

The feather boa does nothing for you, G.

And I thought the pillows under the covers were only good for sneaking out. Silly me. Nice cover, G. Except it's blown. Whoops.

I don't understand how people don't hear G talking to himself when he's talking to Sam or Kinsi through the earpiece.

Watching big ol' congressmen getting their freak on is a libido killer. Poor Dom and Eric.

Looks like the investigation is over. In an hour. Go Hetty. "Oh, come on, I'm in up to my knickers, now." Yeah, she's going to be giving her imput. And I guarantee there's nothing on that tape that she hasn't seen. Or done. Let's not ask her.

Nice clothesline, Sam.

That's right, Sam. Hug the truth into him. Aww. Damn. Sorry, Sam. Now you need a hug. I knew you loved running, though.

"Can't help you there. Lacrimose intolerant." That's a kneeslapper, G.

Hetty as G's wingman. That is a fantastic scenario that I would love to see.

Every time I think Hetty has hit her awesome peak, she surpasses it. She is definitely my favorite.

May the leads forgive me.


In non-NCIS news, I took Pete to the vet today. We both survived. Thankfully, she doesn't hold grudges so I don't have to worry about her scratching my eyes out later.

Even if she did hold a grudge, I'd just shut my bedroom door. As vicious as she is, she's still little and lacking opposable thumbs.