Taft: Mind if I tag along? I can explain the medical side of this little mystery better than either of you.
Gibbs: You're enjoying this, aren't you?
Taft: No. Maybe. Kind of.
David: What did your bad guy do?
Taft: Killed a young petty officer and stole a bunch of guns, apparently.
Jeanne: What, what?
Tony: No, Jeanne that's not...
Jeanne: Stolen weapons, Tony? Is that why you're here?
Tony: No, Jeanne. It isn't. Look, it never even crossed our minds.
David: Are you saying that this is about your father?
Tony: No. Look, I swear to you, this is about doctors in Africa. It has nothing to do with your father.
Gibbs: How about you? Did it get weird, her and her husband?
Tony: Do you really want to know?
Catherine: The infamous Agent Gibbs.
Gibbs: Lady, save your breath. You're barking up the wrong tree.
Taft: Oh, Gibbs?
Gibbs: Look, if you want to quit, quit, okay? I don't need you. I don't need your shrink. I don't need whoever would take your place.
Taft: Gibbs, this is Catherine. My wife.
Catherine: Look, before he comes back I just want to thank you real quick for being Cyril's friend. We've been through a lot since losing Paul. And I think this sparring you guys do? It's good for him. You're good for him, Gibbs. Very good.
Gibbs: Not as good as he's been for me.
Catherine: Not that you're going to tell him that.
Gibbs: Oh no. His head's already big enough.
David: I hope you know that, while I'm truly grateful, I'm not giving up Jeanne.
Tony: Excuse me?
David: I see the way you look at her. Frankly, the way that she looks at you would trouble me a bit if I didn't know your history.
Tony: So you know.
David: I'm her husband. I know everything. Just like I know that when affairs end badly, like yours most certainly did, they have a way of staying under the skin. Whether you want them too or not.
Tony: She's not under my skin, David.
David: It's not your skin I'm worried about.
Tony: I just want to be really clear that when we came to see you yesterday it had nothing to do with your father.
Jeanne: Okay then so we're good now? Or will you one day find another reason to stop by, and always at the precise moment when I was starting to feel whole again?
Dare you to pick that up, Missy.McGee
Tony: What you said yesterday, about me dropping in just when you started feeling whole again...
Jeanne: What about it?
Tony: I know that feeling. The not feeling whole part.
Jeanne: Do you?
Tony: And If I had one wish, Jeanne.
Tony: I would turn back the clock to right when we got back from South Sudan. Cause I think that was a much better ending for both of us. What?
Jeanne: I guess I would go back further. Good night, Tony.
Tony: Good night
Jeanne: Goodbye, Tony.
Valeri: Timothy Farragut McGee. You are a sight for sore eyes.
Tony: Farragut? I knew he had a middle name.
Gibbs: We're wasting time.
Fornell: I wouldn't do that if I were you. SecNav's inside with her ex-husband and his girlfriend. Makes me miss Diane.
Kidnapper: You've been very patient waiting for my call, Madame Secretary, as are the agents waiting with you.
SecNav: I want to speak to my daughter.
Kidnapper: You're not in a position to make demands. Rest assured Megan's fine. Whether she stays that way is up to you.
SecNav: What is it that you want?
Kidnapper: Your attention. Do I have it?
Kidnapper: Good. If you want to see your daughter again it'll cost you ten million dollars. You have twenty-four hours.