Can you tell what weapon he used?
A 308.
What model 308?
You don’t know?
Would I be asking?
Well, how am I supposed to know?
Because you’re the firearms expert.
That I am. And when I’m done, I will tell you the propellant, the primer, the percentage of nickel and copper in the brass, whether or not all three rounds were fired from the same weapon which you assume, but I can prove or disprove. I will tell you who manufactured the ammo, the batch number and, perhaps, where it was sold. I will also, with some degree of accuracy, tell you if it was fired from a lever-action, a bolt-action, a semi-automatic or an automatic weapon. However, there is no way in hell I could tell you which of the 87 different 308 models fired those rounds. The rounds are Lapua.
What?
Lapua made the ammo. Logo’s on the rim.

Tin soldiers and Nixon’s comin’
We’re finally on our own
This summer I hear the drummin‘

Tony, I’m gonna miss her.
Me too.
You hit?
No.
You’re heavy.
Sorry.
No wonder you’re so heavy Tony, you’re all muscle. Packing a nice booty too.
Hey, is this how you deal with getting shot at?
I don’t know. It’s my first time.
Abby.
Boss, down. We’re taking fire.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Close off Anacostia Park between the bridges. Tell Metro cops it’s a crime scene.
Okay, right.
What if he has a night-vision scope?
That’s a good point, boss.
I will get you bullet-proof glass.
There’s no such thing, Gibbs.
Okay, bullet-resistant glass.
Ari didn’t shoot at you and hit Kate by mistake, did he? He’s after me now. I was walking by that window when he fired.
You’re just saying that to make me feel safe.
I’ll keep you safe, Abby. I promise.
I appreciate your keeping me covered in front of the others. Especially Tony.
Yes, I know how modest you are.

Gotta get down to it
Soldiers are gunning us down
Should have been done long ago
What if you knew her and
Found her dead on the ground?
How can you run when you know?

Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime’s argument
That nothing comes from violence, and nothing ever could.

Where was I?
Avoiding using Ari’s name and the word “sniper” in the same sentence, sir.
Your anger is understandable, Jethro. You lost an agent. You want payback.
Don’t you, sir?
It’s a passion I can’t afford. Do you honestly think it wasn’t Ari?
No. But there are those who do.
Those who ran him.
Those who thought they had the holy grail of moles. Those people covering their asses right now. Make sure you cover yours when you bring him in.
Won’t be a problem, sir. I won’t be bringing him in.
Anyway, you’re not my problem anymore, Jethro.
You firing me, sir?
I’ve been offered a deputy director’s position at Homeland Security.
You’d leave NCIS, sir?
Well, the agency could use some younger blood.
Well, who’ll be replacing you, sir? Not me.
Much as I like you, Jethro, I would not shoot NCIS in the head. He’s your problem now, director.
Hello, Jethro. Should we skip the “you haven’t changed a bit” bull?
Why start lying to each other now, Jen?
Any problem taking orders from me?
As director or as a woman?
Either.
It was six years ago. The past won’t be a problem. You were a damn good agent especially undercover.
Jethro.
Madam Director.
You have no physical evidence linking Ari to the shootings. No wonder agencies here and abroad have doubts.
Bastard killed one of my people. He’s trying to kill more. I’ll tell you something else. No suit with a tight sphincter is getting in my way, and that includes you, Jen.
Special Agent Gibbs. On the job, it is Director Shepard or ma’am.
Okay. What about off the job?
There won’t be any “off the job,” Agent Gibbs.
That’s too bad. I missed you, Jen.
Don’t make this difficult, Jethro.
Fair enough. It won’t happen again. Director.

What if you knew her and
Found her dead on the ground?
How can you run when you know?

Ziva David, Mossad.
She’s here to stop you from whacking Ari.
Yours?
Director Jenny Shepard.
Same mission.
Which agency?
Ours.
Yeah? Special Agent Gibbs.
Ziva David, Mossad.
Ziva.
Director Shepard has spoken often of you.

• Really? –
  Ziva and I worked antiterrorist ops since 9/11. You saw one today in MTAC.
  That was yours? I only acquired the intel.
  Excuse me.
  Yes, I really am the new NCIS director.
  Yeah.
  Good to have you back, boss.
  Shalom.
  Miss David, whose balls get cut off if Ari is not a Mossad mole, but a terrorist?
  Mine, I suppose. Since I’m his control officer.
  They promote control officers young in Mossad.
  Have to. The good ones are dead at your age.
  Do you know how I located Ari’s terrorist cell?
  GPS fix off his encrypted cell phone.
  He wanted you to know the terrorists’ location, so you could stop the missile instead of him, which would’ve blown his cover. Only an NSA satellite can GPS an encrypted phone.
  Ari didn’t know I had that asset.
  You give him less credit than he gives you. Who hung up first? You or him? Ari knows a fix takes only 19 seconds.
  Ari didn’t know I had that asset.
  You give him less credit than he gives you. Who hung up first? You or him? Ari knows a fix takes only 19 seconds.
  When Sharon visited Bush, Ari’s Hamas cell kidnapped Agent Todd.
  Why didn’t he kill her instead of freeing her to warn the Secret Service? Why don’t you arrange a meet and he can tell me? Ari Haswari is a Mossad operative undercover in Hamas. He hasn’t turned on us or you. He didn’t kill Agent Todd.
  Gibbs, even if you’re right, we owe them proof. That’s all we ask. Don’t kill the wrong man.
  Like Mossad did in Norway? That mistake cost us dearly.
  Not as dearly as the Palestinian waiter you killed. Ziva, assure your deputy director that even though Ari Haswari is a suspect, no action will be taken unless we have evidentiary proof.
  Proof before action.

Breathe deep the gathering gloom
Watch lights fade from every room
Bedsitter people look back and lament
Another day’s useless energy spent
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one
Lonely man cries for love and has none
New mother picks up and suckles her son
Senior citizens wish they were young
Cold-hearted orb that rules the night
Removes the colors from our sight
Red is grey and yellow, white
But we decide which is right
And which is an illusion

Fini.