ABBY: In the land of forensic-science technology,
the mass spectrometer is king.
It uses the basic magnetic force of a charged particle
to measure the mass and relative concentration of atoms and molecules.
Pretty cool, huh?
Are those tattoos real?
- Sweet. - Um...
Yes, any other questions?
- How many do you have? - A lot.
That's all I'm gonna say about that.
A lot? I only counted five.
The rest of them are hidden.
Hidden where?
ABBY: They're-- McGEE: Hi, guys.
CARSON: Hey. Hi. - What did I miss?
Nothing yet. Abby was just about to show us her--
AFIS programme, right...?
- Carson? - Right.
So if the mass spectrometer is the king of the land,
this little darling is definitely the queen.
In the last four years, we've made over 200 arrests,
thanks to AFIS fingerprint matches.
- We. - It's a team effort.
So this is an I SCAN.
All you do is put your index finger on the glass and...
- Voilå, you're in the system. - Cool.
As we speak, the programme is filtering through a database
filled with millions of prints.
The majority of them were recorded after somebody's arrest.
So assuming that you haven't served any hard time,
I doubt we're gonna get--
[COMPUTER BEEPS]
Where is Gibbs? It's been, like, 20 minutes.
Abby, it's been, like, four minutes.
In little kid time, that's like 20.
Gibbs will be here any second.
Look at him. He looks so scared.
He seems fine.
If you're gonna be heartless, that's on you, McGee.
- I'm going in. - To say what?
Exactly. Like I said, we need to wait for Gibbs.
CARSON: Who's Gibbs? ABBY: Um...
Agent Gibbs. He's our boss.
Am I in trouble?
No, no, no, Carson, not at all.
- What about the AMIS thing? - AFIS.
[GRUNTS]
Sorry.
You know what? I'm just gonna go back to work.
Where are the other kids?
The tour ended early.
How am I gonna get home?
We're gonna figure that out.
The computer said I was abducted.
That's like kidnapped, right?
Kidnapped as in stolen?
I'm sure there's some sort of explanation.
There is. You guys messed up.
GIBBS: Wouldn't be the first time.
Hey. Special Agent Gibbs.
- The boss. - To some people.
I thought you might be thirsty.
I'm not supposed to drink soda after 3.
But given the situation, I think my mom would understand.
Moms usually do.
CARSON: So?
Have you guys figured this thing out yet?
Working on it.
It's been a long day.
I know you're looking to get out of here.
You're right. Who's driving?
Hold on. We're gonna talk first.
I knew that would be too easy.
Before we start, can I ask you guys a question?
Yeah, shoot.
Do I look like a missing kid?
I mean, come on. I'm a Youth Ranger.
He's got a good point.
And I'm from Franklin, which means I can't be missing
because nothing cool ever happens there.
- That bad, huh? CARSON: Worse.
We only live there because it's close to the woods.
My dad goes most weekends.
Hunting or camping?
Teaching.
He shows people how to live without phones, lights,
that kind of stuff.
He's super tough, like Russell Crowe in Gladiator.
He sounds like a cool dad.
Coolest.
He's taught me pretty much everything he knows.
That explains all the badges.
Eighteen, second most in my troop.
It took me close to three years.
I bet your dad's real proud of you.
Yeah.
My mom too.
Is it okay if I ask one more question?
When can I go home?
TONY: This is exactly like Deep End of the Ocean.
Michelle Pfeiffer movie.
Infant son, kidnapped.
Reunited with the mother 10 years later. It's very Lifetime.
Lifetime?
The cable network geared towards women.
You'd hate it. Probie, I don't make enough fun of you?
Knock it off, DiNozzo.
TONY: All roads lead to the father, boss.
Brian Matthews, a native of D.C.
Married his high school sweetheart, Lisa, at 19.
Two months later, Carson was born.
Good old shotgun wedding.
Six weeks after giving birth, Lisa drowned.
Death was ruled accidental.
Brian Matthews took it bad, lost his job.
Started hanging with the wrong crowd.
The dead wife's mother sued him for full custody of Carson, and won.
That explains why he took Carson and ran.
Somebody just earned their detective badge.
GIBBS: Did you talk to the grandmother?
No, died. Year ago. Heart attack.
ZIVA: Brian Matthews became Brian Taylor. Ended up living in Franklin.
- He and Carson started a new life. - Remarried?
ZIVA: Yes, Lieutenant Elaine Taylor.
Works anti-fraud for Naval Procurement.
Think she knows?
Well, there's only one way to find out.
McGee.
Lose the uni.
TONY: Where's the kid? - Abby's got him.
- Our Abby? - Alone with a minor?
He'll be fine.
[DOOR KNOCKS]
Can I help you?
NCIS.
Oh, my God. Carson.
- What happened? GIBBS: Carson's fine.
He's still in D.C.
I don't understand. What's this about?
Your husband.
He's wanted for kidnapping.
It'd be better if we came inside, lieutenant.
This is all a big misunderstanding.
We'd rather hear that from Brian.
You will on Tuesday when he gets back.
Gets back?
ELAINE: He's away teaching a class.
- Where? - Black Ridge Woods.
Survival class.
McGEE: Carson mentioned it.
Of course he did. He's very proud of his father.
Is there any way to contact your husband?
First rule of survivalism: no phones, no radios.
So if you wanna talk to Brian before Tuesday,
you're gonna have to go find him.
Processed Taylor's office,
his files, computer, maps of Black Ridge.
- What? - Look around, Tony.
Tell me what you see.
I see Zero Hour! It's a great flick.
Mm-hm.
TONY: Ha-ha-ha.
Swimsuit editions.
His dad's been looking for these.
Wait a second.
No.
You know what this is? This is a red Ferrari GT.
It's just like Magnum.
Yes, just like Magnum.
I can't--
Even the rims are the same.
You're missing the point.
Which is?
The room, Tony.
Does it remind you of someone?
No, not really.
Do you think this comes in a king?
GIBBS:How much do you know about Brian's past?
I know that he had it rough.
He didn't know his dad and his mom died when he was 16.
Carson's mother?
You're looking at her.
Biological.
She drowned. That's all I know.
Never been curious?
Brian is a very private person.
He's your husband.
And I'm his wife, not his therapist, Agent McGee.
How'd you two meet?
I took his class, and hated it.
I thought some time in the woods would do me good,
sleeping under the stars, relieve some stress.
- Didn't work, huh? - I got poison ivy everywhere.
Brian rushed me home.
And a couple of months later, I moved in with him and Carson.
- I want my son. - Stepson.
- You never legally adopted him. - So?
So legally, we can't release him to you.
This is completely ridiculous. You can't do this.
What have you done? Where is he?
He's at NCIS for now.
Legal or not, he's my child.
You can't possibly expect for me to let him stay with some stranger.
That or Social Services. Your choice, lieutenant.
I need to see him.
Okay.
Soon.
Do you have kids, Agent Gibbs?
No, I don't.
I didn't think so.
Twenty-four hour surveillance on the house.
If she makes a phone call, McGee, I wanna know about it.
- What about Carson? - Hands are tied, Ziva.
You can't just keep him from his mother.
- Not his mother. - She raised him.
You want a family reunion, Ziva?
Prove she wasn't involved.
ABBY: "This 2001 animated film starred Mike Myers
and spawned two sequels."
What is Shrek? Starring Cameron Diaz and Eddie Murphy.
[TYPING]
ABBY: Correct.
Okay. Oscars.
Best Animated Feature.
Nominated for Best Adapted Screenplay,
but lost to A Beautiful Mind.
Yes.
- Amazing. - What's amazing?
I'm playing "Box Office Trivia" with Carson.
And he's got mad skills.
Ooh. Fifteen hundred points.
New high score. DiNozzo's reign is over.
Wow, what are you, some kind of little savant?
Whenever my dad leaves,
my mom and I stay up late and watch movies.
Tony's record stood for over two years.
My dad leaves a lot.
Is that my dad's computer?
Uh... Yeah. We had to borrow it for a little bit.
How come?
I just had to look through his stuff, you know, try to help sort this out.
And while she is doing that, you and I are gonna hang.
How does that sound, man?
We'll get some pizza, play some video games,
maybe a movie.
Your mom packed that for you.
And it looked to me like she put some pretty nice stuff in there.
That is a very nice DVD player.
My mom wouldn't let me bring it on the bus when I left.
We got in a huge fight.
I left without kissing her goodbye.
You know, the great thing about moms
is that whatever you do or say, they always forgive you.
Okay.
- Ready? - Come on.
All right, what kind of pizza are we getting here?
[DOOR OPENS]
Need a signature.
- For? - Carson Taylor.
Turning him over to Social Services.
What about his stepmother?
No, not his legal guardian.
And way too many unanswered questions.
- Problem? - No.
I'm just surprised that you're not trying to talk me
into letting him stay with someone from here.
Not an option. We're not babysitters.
So you're turning him over to child welfare?
No, you are.
As soon as you sign it.
It's late on Friday night.
I mean, who's still hanging around in Social Services?
Have you got a better idea?
He can stay with me.
- Are you sure? - No.
But given my options, it's the decision I'm making.
Okay. Come meet your new house guest.
Guarantee he's better than the last.
Jethro.
This is a case report,
not a custody transfer.
Must have grabbed the wrong folder.
Go figure.
[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE ON SCREEN]
Looks like we missed the party.
GIBBS: At his age, the party never ends.
Could be a long night.
ABBY: Not just for you, director.
I lifted Brian Taylor's prints off his computer and his files.
AFIS got another hit.
They were all over a Beretta used in an unsolved shooting in May of '98.
The same month Brian and Carson disappeared.
He's not running because he kidnapped Carson.
He's running because he's wanted for murder.
Black Ridge Woods are closed off.
D.C. Metro's cold case files are already en route.
- En route? - Offered to hand deliver.
And you agreed?
That's one of the oldest tricks in the book, the hand delivery, Ziva.
It's Metro's way of making sure they stay involved in the case.
- You think? - Why else would they deliver the files?
To see your pretty face, DiNozzo.
[CHUCKLING]
It's been a long time.
- Not long enough, Collins. - Old friends?
Detective Collins is on Metro's cold-case squad.
He and I worked a couple homicides back when I was on Baltimore P.D.
- And unfortunately, we're 0 for two. - Third time's a charm.
Catch a break, we'll have this case closed by Monday.
- We. - Danielle Hamilton.
I'm looking forward to working with you.
Hey, DiNozzo, think you can rustle up some coffee?
Sure thing.
- This is not my fault. - Tell that to Gibbs.
DANIELLE: Here's the other one.
[SIRENS WAILING]
- Maybe you can turn it off now. - What?
I said, maybe you can turn off the siren now.
- Huh? - You need to turn off the damn siren!
[WAILING STOPS]
[LAUGHING]
You think that's funny?
Very.
Where to next?
Let's see.
You've seen Autopsy and you've seen my lab.
You've seen everything.
Not everything.
Forget about the tattoos, okay?
It is not happening.
CARSON: Come on. Not even a little peek?
Hey, big man.
What's that?
Come to take me home, Agent Gibbs?
I'm not going home, am I?
Not tonight.
I want my mom.
I mean, she must be worried.
She misses you.
It's Friday night.
Fright night.
We make double fudge s'mores and watch scary movies.
It sounds nice.
Here. You wanna call her?
Make sure she's doing okay?
She'd like that.
ELAINE: Hello? - Hey, Mom.
- It's me. - Hello, how are you doing?
Yeah, I'm okay. Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm okay.
You know I love you, don't you?
I miss you. I love you too.
Hey, have you started the s'mores yet?
No, not yet.
Make sure to save some for me.
DANIELLE: May 2nd of '98, two assailants enter the Stop 'N' Go Mart.
Our witnesses described them both as Caucasian, about 6 foot, a buck 70.
Description matches Brian Taylor.
It matches a lot of people.
Including you, Collins.
Give or take 5 pounds. Maybe 10.
Clerk hands over the cash without any argument or struggle.
DANIELLE: But that wasn't enough. COLLINS: Dead before he hit the floor.
- Motive? - Thrill, Officer David.
We believe we're dealing with two cold-blooded killers.
We've been over this case, it's textbook.
You haven't solved it.
COLLINS: Some cases take time. - Nine years.
We've been looking for a lead, and now we've found it.
We found it.
We have boxes of DNA evidence from the scene.
- We'll find a match. - All we need is Brian Taylor.
Good luck finding him. He's teaching a class in Black Ridge.
Okay, so we send out a search party.
If he hears us coming, his students become hostages.
So we just wait?
Yeah, you never were very good at that, were you, Collins?
Do you still have the highest arrest rate in your precinct?
- Yeah. TONY: Bucking for that captain's job?
- One day. McGEE: Found something.
I filtered through Brian Taylor's electronic maps.
He keeps a log of all his locations.
Training exercises, rest areas and most importantly...
- His base camp. McGEE: Seven miles from Highway 9.
We can be there by morning.
- Take Ziva. COLLINS: We'll follow.
No, I don't think so, detective.
Here to help, Agent Gibbs.
Good. Let's go over all that evidence you have.
And then?
And then you can help when I ask.
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
- Yeah, Gibbs. - Sorry to call so late, Agent Gibbs.
Hey, Carson, are you okay?
I just remembered a couple of things I thought you should know.
About my dad.
Be right there.
It looks like it's just you and me, David.
Nothing more relaxing than a long road trip.
- I'm driving. - I'm dead.
I'm surprised it took you so long to check up on me.
Except that's not why you're here, is it?
[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]
Which explains where my cell phone went.
Kids.
Jazz.
His favourite.
GIBBS: Ziva was right.
DiNozzo.
You get lost, Agent Gibbs?
I called almost an hour ago.
Well, I'm here now. You want to tell me why?
You get mad easily?
Depends on who you ask.
I lied, about my dad.
I just wanted you to come over.
- Why? - To talk.
Okay.
Want me to start?
You're the one with the questions.
Good point.
Why can't I go home?
Because we need time to do our job.
You mean, find my dad?
- You think he did something wrong? - Not sure yet.
My dad never breaks the rules.
Ever.
This is all my fault.
Me and my stupid field trip.
Carson.
This is not your fault.
It was my fingerprint.
What are you gonna do when you find him?
Talk.
He'll tell you the truth, Agent Gibbs.
He says telling the truth is his number-one rule.
Well, he sounds like my kind of guy.
Mine too.
- Time for Letterman. - Mm-mm.
Time for bed.
But I'm not even tired.
Can I finish my hot chocolate first?
Sure.
I forgot.
- What? - How good you are with kids.
You think he knows more than he's letting on?
I think he's worried about his dad.
That's why he doesn't wanna go to sleep.
I guess he's not worried anymore.
He'll be fine.
It's been a long time.
Us.
Together outside of the office.
Paris.
If you don't count the hospitals and car chases.
I don't.
You know, once upon a time, I would have asked you to stay
and I wouldn't have taken no for an answer.
No.
What happened, Jethro?
You made a choice.
I had to do what was best for me.
I still do.
- This is gonna suck. - Stop complaining.
Sorry. No sleep tends to do that to me.
I drove, Tony. You could have slept all night if you wanted.
I tried, but the orchestra of blaring car horns kept me awake.
We made good time.
Going 95 miles an hour on a dirt road. I couldn't even see.
Then it's a good thing I was driving.
I am a trained navigator, Tony.
Yeah, well, I got an A in Geography.
Plus I'm senior field agent. I'm pulling rank.
I'm also a trained assassin. Hmm?
We'll shoot for it.
Best two out of three.
[GRUNTS]
Snip, snip. I'll take that.
Okay. All right.
All right, topographic speaks my language.
Follow me. I got it.
- Tony! - What?
The trail. It's this way.
MCGEE: Did you ever share your personal computer with someone?
No, McGee, it's worse than sharing your toothbrush.
Why?
I found a user account for Lt. Taylor on Brian Taylor's hard drive.
At least you found something.
I have been looking for the same hair sample
for, like, 20 minutes.
You know what my biggest pet peeve is, McGee?
People say they're vegetarians but eat chicken.
Okay, yes. Then what's my second biggest pet peeve?
Mishandled evidence.
Yes again.
I mean, there's absolutely--
- No excuse for it. - Exactly.
And nine years ago, Metro's so-called forensic scientist,
Carolyn Watson, she just goes through the motions,
assuming that one day somebody like me--
Will clean up her mess.
It's so...
Why do I feel like we've had this conversation before?
Because we have. Just about every time you get assigned a cold case.
I am not the only one that complains around here, McGee.
You should see yourself
when you're filtering through a perp's computer.
"Who formatted this thing?
They used clusters instead of physical sectors for allocations."
And then your face does this cool, weird,
annoyedlconfused deal...
That's it. You're doing it right now.
- She lied. - Who lied?
Elaine Taylor, she lied.
Lied about what?
Lied about what, McGee?
Agent Gibbs, where is Carson?
Is he okay?
Yeah, he's fine.
You're not.
Look familiar, lieutenant?
It's a background check you ran on your husband two years ago.
These are e-mails you sent a private investigator
asking him to look into your husband's past.
Said you trusted him.
I was trying to protect him.
From what?
From whatever Brian did that made him run nine years ago.
How long have you known?
Since before we were married.
I always asked questions about his parents,
Carson's mother, and he never gave a straight answer.
Started researching.
I found hundreds of Brian Taylors from the D.C. area.
But you never found your husband.
ELAINE: No, I found him.
In a picture of his high school tennis team.
McGEE: That one?
I saw that the caption said that his surname was Matthews, but...
I never had any doubt. I knew it was him.
McGEE: And when you confronted him?
She didn't.
I was afraid of losing him.
My husband ran for a reason and I'm sure it was a damn good one.
It was.
Murder.
Killed a store clerk.
No. No, Brian could never hurt anyone.
- Brian Taylor or Brian Matthews? - They're the same.
People change, lieutenant.
My husband is a good man and an even better father.
He coaches Little League. He's in the PTA.
And no matter where he is or what he is doing,
he always calls his son to say good night.
Always?
It's gonna be all blues in the ice bucket.
- Ready? - Ready, and go.
- Ha! - Ha!
Hey, where's your cell phone?
- Excuse me. - Give me your cell phone.
CARSON: What are they doing? JEN: I'm not sure.
Satellite phone number, called last night, 11 :30.
GIBBS: Can you locate it?
If the phone's still on. Yeah, I can triangulate.
- Do it, McGee. - Wanna share, Agent Gibbs?
Your phone bill just got bigger.
[TONY PANTING]
What?
[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
MAN 1 : Just give me a couple more minutes.
MAN 2: Come on, survivor man. If I wasn't freezing to death...
- Federal agents. ZIVA: Do not move.
- Where is Taylor? - I don't know.
Is this part of the training?
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
- DiNozzo. - Hey, give me some good news.
TONY: We're at the base camp.
Taylor's not.
He got tipped off.
Yeah, by who?
Does this mean I'm going to jail?
TONY: When did you realise Taylor was gone?
This morning around 5 a.m.
We've been out here alone ever since.
Yeah, heartbreaking.
Will you stop that?
- Did you see which way he went? - I heard a noise.
In the middle of the night. Behind us.
A noise?
Yeah, like running.
I took a look to check it out, it was just a deer.
- A deer? - Yeah, a big one.
Big, big deer.
Whatever you think is best, director.
The city slickers saw something.
A deer. It was a big one.
Director Shepard wants us to hold our position
while McGee attempts to locate Taylor's signal.
If he doesn't?
A search team is on its way to assist us.
What about our courageous frontiersmen?
They will be escorted out when the search team arrives.
Lucky them.
I've gotta tell you, Agent Gibbs, you're full of surprises.
- Is that right? - Ice cream as a punishment?
There's no way I saw that coming.
What makes you think you're being punished?
I messed up.
You did?
I called my dad.
I told him you guys were looking for him.
You just told the truth.
- Yeah, but-- - Mm-mm.
- I know-- - Mm-mm.
No buts.
You were trying to protect your dad.
He said he's gonna be gone for a while.
I told him all about you.
He said he'd like to meet you one day.
I told him you were on our side.
Everyone's been really great to me here, Agent Gibbs.
Between you and me, I am ready for this to be over.
DUCKY: Study those photographs, Mr. Palmer.
Tell me what you see.
PALMER: Brian Taylor and his son fishing.
Yeah. And that one?
Father and son hiking.
- What about those? - Father and son--
They're all the same, doctor. Carson and his dad hanging out.
Precisely.
Abby printed over a hundred photographs
from Brian Taylor's computer, and all of them are similar in nature to these.
I see.
Actually, I don't think I see as clearly as I think you see.
Mr. Palmer, when conducting a psychological analysis,
the first thing you have to do is establish patterns.
Because patterns are the most efficient gateway into the mind.
You read your study material.
I'm impressed.
But it seems like the only patterns we see here
are that Brian Taylor enjoyed spending time with his son.
And in pursuit, devoid of typical human contact.
- And that's bad because-- - No, no, no.
Your job is not to judge, but to understand.
The father's pursuit of solitude is indicative of a far deeper problem.
- Which would be? - Trust.
Lack of it.
Well, the evidence is all here, Jethro.
Separate bank accounts from his wife.
A date book that shows very little social interaction.
And, of course...
GIBBS: His job. DUCKY: Survivalist training.
Yes, it's a field which typically lures a very specific type of personality.
- Loners. - And that leads us to his diary.
Yeah, it shows that he has very few social engagements
other than with his son.
He has led a troubled life that is full of pain.
And, Mr. Palmer, someone who's experienced this much pain
often finds release in the form of rage.
Yeah, or murder.
And to think I never gave him study material.
[DOGS BARKING]
TONY: Oh, God. These are new boots.
ZIVA: This is not the time for sightseeing, Tony.
TONY: The only sight I see is your big black--
ZIVA: Hey. TONY: Backpack walking faster.
ZIVA: Are you winded or something? TONY: No, I did stop for a water break.
You know, humans do that sometimes.
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
- DiNozzo. JEN: Taylor's phone was just activated.
- We're tracking it now. - Yeah, welcome to the club.
- I wish I could say it's a fun one. - You sound tired, DiNozzo.
Following Ziva. Even the dogs are tired.
McGEE: Taylor's heading right towards you. Keep your course.
- How far? - A hundred yards.
Give or take.
It looks like he's passing through some sort of clearing. Maybe a--
- Dirt road? - Yeah. How'd you--?
Well, we're staring at it, McGee.
Talk to me, DiNozzo.
Got a visual.
Stop! Federal agents.
Problem, sweetheart?
ZIVA: Do not move.
Cab is clear.
Looks like this is gonna be a long night.
CARSON: A casino.
A hotel.
Spring break.
A mansion.
No, I got it. I got it.
The Playboy Mansion.
Playboy?
It's a school, Carson.
You sure you don't know Anthony DiNozzo?
Psst! Guys.
Are you okay?
Yeah. I'm with child.
The director asked me to watch Carson this morning,
so I enlisted Palmer's help.
It turns out he's a pretty good babysitter.
Why exactly are you standing by the elevator?
For privacy, I don't want you-know-who to hear.
Come on.
So I hacked the Global Star database
and I accessed the call log from Brian Taylor's SAT phone.
- How? - Oh, it was not easy.
First, I exploited a weakness I found in the network's packet filter--
- Abby. - Sorry. Right.
Anyway, so Taylor made one phone call.
Ronald Keenan.
That's good work.
Palmer, no gestures.
OPERATOR: I repeat, this is 911. Please state your emergency.
Officers have been dispatched to your location.
This young man never stood a fighting chance, Jethro,
because unfortunately for him--
He didn't fight.
- Sorry, doctor. DUCKY: No, you're right.
Note the lack of defensive wounds on his forearms and hands.
He knew his attacker.
Yes, judging by that hunting knife in his chest,
I think we can presume that their relationship had soured somewhat.
Boss, I spoke with 911 Dispatch. Keenan didn't say a word.
Yes, well, given the circumstances,
even dialling the phone was quite a feat.
It's amazing what a person can do when their life depends on it.
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
- Yeah, Gibbs. COLLINS: I found a Taurus on Maple.
Stolen from Black Ridge parking lot this morning.
Maple Street. Any sign of Taylor?
Zip. Been combing the area for over an hour.
My gut says he found another ride.
That's not all. Blood on the door handle and the steering wheel.
- Maple Street, three blocks away. - Yeah.
DANIELLE: Ronald Keenan, born and raised in the D.C. area.
Happened to be one of Brian Taylor's high school buddies.
Metro interviewed him nine years ago. Said he didn't know why Taylor ran.
Maybe he didn't.
- There's a reason he's dead. - Yeah, murder.
He's 5'10", 180 pounds.
He matches our witness' description.
I think we just found Taylor's accomplice.
NCIS, Agent McGee.
Taylor knows we have the murder weapon.
The last thing he needed was his accomplice nervous and flipping.
Agent Gibbs. Sure, I'll get him for you now.
Boss, Brian Taylor asking for you by name.
Starting the trace.
Ready.
Special Agent Gibbs.
BRIAN: How's my son, Agent Gibbs?
Scared. Confused.
That makes two of us.
You want sympathy?
I want my life back.
Which life? Brian Matthews or Brian Taylor?
I ran because I didn't wanna lose my son.
I was naive.
I was a 20-year-old who made a lot of mistakes.
- Murder? - I never killed anyone.
Tell that to Keenan.
Keenan was my friend.
I'd hate to see your enemies.
Carson says you're good.
He says you're on our side.
Yeah? Well, he's a smart kid.
Are you?
Are you on our side, Agent Gibbs?
Come in. Tell me what happened.
If I do that, my life's over.
- Not if you're innocent. - It's not that simple.
You've got this all wrong.
Payphone north end of Rock Creek Park.
GIBBS: Call DiNozzo.
Pair up. Spread out.
We'll take east of the creek. The rest is yours.
- On it. - The north or the south?
COLLINS: South. Let's go.
GIBBS: Yeah, Gibbs. - Big news, Gibbs.
The bloody fingerprints we found on Keenan's phone,
they didn't belong to Keenan.
- They were Brian Taylor's. - That means Taylor called 911.
And that's not all.
I've been looking at the evidence from the Stop 'N' Go,
really sloppy police work.
What do you got, Abby?
A strand of hair that has titanium dioxide.
English, Abby.
It's a synthetic gel.
But it didn't hit stores until 2002, which is strange.
- Because-- - Murder happened in '98.
Someone was tampering with evidence.
According to chain of evidence,
there were only two officers that had access.
- You go that way. - Got it.
McGee.
- He wants us here. - Why?
Payphone number.
Hey, you were framed.
BRIAN: I guess Carson was right. You are on our side.
Stay where you are. I'll come to you.
Not a chance. I'm coming to you.
And only you.
What you doing, boss?
My job.
COLLINS: Don't move, Taylor.
You armed?
Hold on to it.
Less for me to explain.
- You killed Keenan. - I should have done it years ago.
He was gonna tell.
From killer to cop.
It's funny how life works out.
Why'd you set me up?
I didn't. Spur of the moment.
Just needed a gun, that's all.
Keenan said he knew a guy who had one.
Now I've got my own.
Government issued.
GIBBS: So is mine.
Put it down.
He's got a knife, Agent Gibbs. I was just protecting myself.
Hey.
So was I.
COLLINS: I should have done it years ago. He was gonna tell.
You set me up?
BRIAN: Yeah.
Kind of ironic, huh?
Looks like we're one for three, Collins.
Okay, one more answer correct and I win my title back.
- From a 10-year-old. - Who has just been through hell.
You mess with the bull, you get the horns.
No exceptions.
All right.
[BLOWS]
In the 1985 film, Back to the Future, this device makes time travel possible.
Come on, baby. I'm back.
What is the flux capacitor?
- Wait. What happened? - You spelled capacitor wrong.
[CHUCKLES]
Tough break.
I bow to the champion.
Handshake will do.
TONY: Okay.
[IMITATING EXPLOSION]
- There he is. ELAINE: Oh, my God.
- Carson. - Mom. Dad.
I'm so glad you're okay.
I'm really gonna miss him.
CARSON: Mom. - Yeah.
There's something about that kid.
ELAINE: I missed you so much.
CARSON: I missed you too.