NCIS

Let's just keep our hands to ourselves.

Uh, I was using my foot.

Okay, feet to yourselves, too.

- Ugh, you're so lame. - Say that again. I dare you.

What? That's... You're lame.

Shut up. Ow! Mom! Dylan hit me.

No, no, she hit me first. Could the two of you

just stop for one minute? Please? - He hit me first.

Look around you. Enjoy the scenery.

This is all we're gonna be doing this whole trip--

just driving around looking at boring stuff?

It's not boring. Becca Wolser got to

go to Disneyland for break.

Yeah, well, Becca Wolser's parents are divorced.

They have to try harder.

Wait, does that mean we get to go to Disneyland

if you get divorced?

Ted.

Could you please?

Kids, listen to your mother.

Really? Listen to your mother.

Or else.

Look! They have a pig pen!

Why don't you guys go check out the pigs?

It'll be fun. Just like Charlotte's Web.

Do I have to go with him?

That book is for babies. Go look at the pigs!

Okay, geez.

You don't have to be so mean about it.

Ugh, it smells in here.

What is that they're eating?

Oh, my God!

- Come on! - Oh, my God!

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Hey. Morning.

Hey, yeah, I know, I know, I know, I'm late, I'm late.

I was just doing a little shopping.

At the toy store?

Nick, nice.

I didn't know you collect action figures.

I'm really into the McFarlane figurines myself.

They're, you know, kind of more detailed.

Yeah, I love those.

But these are not for me, McGee.

These are for Elena's kid.

Elena? Oh. Whoa, that's...

Yeah, that's the woman Nick has been dating.

I didn't know she had a kid.

Yeah, me neither. She dropped that bomb on me last night.

His name is Ricky. I guess he's been away at camp.

She didn't tell you about this earlier?

I think maybe, uh, she was finding the,

the right time. She didn't want to scare me away.

You seem to be taking it pretty well. Yeah, I normally have

a no rug rats policy,

but look, she's older, she's been married before.

I totally get it.

So when does Ricky get back from camp?

Today. She's bringing him over to meet me.

Wow.

What? You know,

meeting the kid-- that's a big step.

I didn't know you and Elena were that serious.

I really like her. I'm hoping this works out.

Well, then, you'd better hope that Ricky likes you.

Oh, come on, man.

With these toys? He's gonna love me.

Look at this. This even looks like me.

Geez. Who even thinks something like that?

Gear up. Got a body.

Bring boots.

Hey, Gibbs. Come on.

No. Come on.

Hey. Uh, two kids on a family road trip

found the body this morning.

They're still pretty shaken up.

You talk to the owner of the farm?

Yeah, he swears the body wasn't here when he checked

on the pigs last night.

Who is our victim?

Well, no ID other than a Marine tattoo on his arm.

I would run his prints,

but he no longer has fingers.

Yo, Jimmy. Yeah.

No, no, they're in the next stall.

You can come out now.

Jimmy is in the van

because he's scared of pigs.

I'm coming in now.

Really, Jimmy? Pigs?

Well, look at them.

They've got razor-sharp teeth,

they got the beady little eyes, they follow your every move.

We are still talking about pigs here, right?

Okay, McGee. All right,

I-I enjoy a BLT as much as the next guy, all right?

But alive,

those things are monsters.

Aah! No! No!

No, you do not do that, Nick.

And playtime is over. Okay.

Okay. Getting back to work,

our victim is, uh,

late 30s to early 40s.

Based on rigor mortis,

I'd put the time of death

at less than 12 hours.

I've got something over here.

Fresh tire tracks that lead right to the pen.

Could belong to the farm owner.

Maybe dropping off food?

Or someone dropping off a body.

At a pigsty? There have got to be easier ways

to get rid of a body.

Yeah, but not as effective.

I mean, a pack of pigs like that

could devour an entire human body in no time at all.

Leave nothing behind but hair and teeth.

It's actually a rather ingenious method of body disposal.

But I still hate them.

Well, if he wasn't killed here, then where was he killed?

Well, this may help.

A room key.

Tag's pretty chewed up,

but I think I can make out the name.

The Monarch. Monarch...

Monarch? Monarch Motel.

It's in Virginia.

Bishop? Hm?

Canvass the area. Yup.

McGee, Torres, with me.

No, w-wait, wait, wait, now, you... You're not

leaving me here... a-alone?

Yeah, I rented the room to a guy named Alex Shaw.

Checked in about, I don't know, five days ago.

When was the last time you saw him?

Mm, not in a while.

Why, is he in some kind of trouble?

'Cause I run a clean business here.

If he's into something, I don't know anything about it.

Well, the closets are empty. There's no luggage.

Bathroom's clean.

This guy Shaw rents a room, doesn't even use it?

Hey, Nick.

Pass me that chair over there, will you?

There's no duct work.

I don't know what that is.

Something chewed the TV cable.

Rats, maybe.

Where's your attic access?

- See anything up there, boss? - Yeah.

But it's not rats.

Cameras.

Lots of 'em.

Ow.

Yeah, I found more cameras in the other wing.

There's cameras above every room.

Yeah, I've seen some freaky deaky stuff, man, but this?

Yeah, it's like the entire motel's

been converted into a giant peep show booth.

Yeah, what kind of pervert would do this?

Well, whoever they are, they know what they're doing.

Pretty sophisticated stuff here. Look at this.

Infrared, high-resolution.

Oh, so a sophisticated perv.

Yeah, cameras are wired to a, uh, CCTV hub over here.

Ow.

Why are these ceilings so low?

Yeah, you know that's what's wrong with this place.

Low ceilings.

Looks like the hub was connected to a hard-line modem,

which is now missing.

We can't trace the signal.

Question is what does this all have to do

with the body we found at the farm?

I-I told you. I don't know how those cameras got up there,

I swear. Never seen them before?

I've never even been up there before.

Look, I-I only just bought this place, like, eight months ago.

Yeah? From who? Some old guy.

Retired to, uh, Scottsdale or wherever.

I'm telling you, I got nothing to do with this.

I run a clean business here.

Police say you have eight prostitution busts

in the last three weeks.

Okay.

Y... So I let the girls

work out of the rooms now and then.

I'm not a Peeping Tom.

I mean, Th-this is wrong!

Come on! I got ethics, you know.

I'm not touching anything that came from that motel.

Well, if we want to find out who else was in the attic,

we got to go through the records. Mm.

- Ah. Hey, guys. - Yo. - Hey.

Allow me to introduce you to someone.

This is Richard Devol.

Hey. How you doing?

How are you? As in, uh, Ricky.

Elena's son.