Vance: Well, at this point we can't charge either one of them. Whoever we brought to trial...her defense would be that the other one did it.
Gibbs: I agree with you. There's so much reasonable doubt, a jury could never convict.
So, are these two women (who supposed hate one another) conspiring to cover up the truth?Ducky
You want to know what I got? I got this room. This sad, little borrowed room. It's mine. So, I'm telling you to get out.Davis
Davis: How long were planning on sitting out there?
Gibbs: Probably sleep better out there than I did last night.
Davis: Why, insomnia?
Gibbs: No. Couch is old and the spring popped through. Kept me up.
Davis: What you doing on the couch? Wife got you in the doghouse?
Gibbs: No, it's nothing like that. The bedroom was ours, you know? And, well she passed away.
Davis: Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
Davis: Riley called me, said she wants to see me. She'll never stop asking. And I will never want her to see me like this.
Gibbs: We asked your daughter for help. She talked to my agents all day about you. And when they had to leave, she stayed. She practically wrote a book. When she looks at you, all she sees is her dad.
Grace: Whatever you did for Davis, whatever you said, it landed. It made a difference.
Grace: So tell me. What about the other way around?
Grace: What's he doing for you, Popeye?
Gibbs: What's he doing for you?
Grace: That's it.
Gibbs: When you told me to go talk to him, you were shrinking me.
Grace: Ever hear of two birds?
This is my rifle. There are many like it. This one's mine. My rifle is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it, as I must master my life. My rifle, without me, is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless.Gibbs [voiceover]
I must fire my rifle true.Gibbs [voiceover]
Davis: You know, the thing is, I was fighting myself. Trying to be some empty version of what I was before. But I think I need to try and find a way to be who I am now. You know what I mean?
Bishop: I was thinking. Anyone who would make you a seven-layer burrito on a weekday before work....that is love.
McGee: I was thinking the same thing.
McGee: She's pretty. Who is she?
Tony: Her name's Leah. Met her last week. She's the first triple-T I've met in the last three years.
Bishop: Triple-T. Do I even want to know?
Tony: Tall. Tasty. Trust-funded.
Bishop: Petty Officer Muldoon didn't call 911 until an hour later.
Ducky: Which begs the question....
Palmer: What happened in that hour?