Torres: Why’d she call you and not me?
McGee: Well, she called *us*. But unlike you, I spend time at my desk.
Abby: I saw no moxie when she stayed at my place last night! She barely even spoke to me!
Jimmy: By any chance, did you have her sleep in your guest casket?
Abby: I do not have a guest *casket*, I have a guest *room*!
Kasie: It’s a long story. [beat] Too long. I was told not to waste your time.
Gibbs: Who told you that?
Kasie: Everybody. [Gibbs leaves the elevator.] The same ‘everybody’ that says you leave without saying goodbye!
Sloane: So, if this ‘one of a kind’ Viking war stick is in storage…
Abby: What is it doing here?
Bishop: Where to begin?
Gibbs: Probably with the one labeled ‘Viking War Stick.’
Bishop: Have we got our killer?
Gibbs: Nope. Just a liar.
Kasie, put on a lab coat, scrub up, and then by all means continue this suddenly *excruciating* conversation while you work *together*, but out of my purview.Ducky
Sloane: I’m flattered, Gibbs! Finally made it to your Inner Sanctum.
Gibbs: It’s a basement.
I'm not even gonna ask about *that*.Sloane [sees Gibbs' boat]
Bishop: We’re looking for Clyde. We went to his apartment, he wasn’t home.
Clyde’s Brother’s Wife: And you came here?
Bishop: Well, yeah, we figured since you two were sleeping together and all.
Sloane: This is *not* about getting hooked up to a car battery! These are not emotions I can just get over! This is not a problem that can be solved! [beat] I should’ve saved them.
Vance: You didn’t kill them.
Sloane [voice breaking]: But I let them die.
Clayton: I once had a friend at MI6 whose taxes got messed up while he was undercover in Borneo. Took him years to pay off.
McGee: How’d that happen?
Clayton: Tried to write off a helicopter as his company car.