NCIS

Where are you now?

Where am I? Where are you, ma'am?

Uh, I'm right here.

I see plenty of Uber cars on my app,

but none of them are near me.

Uh, hang on. I might have gotten turned around.

Oh, wait. There you are.

Why are you in the alley?

It took a while, but I found you.

What the hell are you doing?

Look, I didn't see anything.

I swear I won't tell anybody.

That's right. You won't.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Look, look, no, no, no, please.

Hey, wait! Wait! Wait!

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Hey, McGee. Look who I found in the elevator.

Well, I've been riding it all morning.

I'm glad someone finally noticed.

Francis! How are you? Good to see you.

It's good to be seen, McGee. And congrats, huh?

I heard you popped the big question.

When's the big day.

Well, we don't have a firm date yet,

but, uh, we plan on saving money

on the invitations just by telling Bishop,

and everyone'll show.

Okay, I am sorry, Tim. I'm just excited for you.

And it's nothing to keep secret.

Heck, when I finally find the girl of my dreams,

I'll be singing it from the mountaintops.

That's very sweet. Adorable.

Special Agent Torres, this is

Special Agent Francis. - Hey.

Nice to meet you.

And, uh, that is

Special Agent Quinn there.

Yeah, you might remember her

as a training officer at FLETC.

Huh. You bet I do.

How you been, Alex?

Good! Yeah. Special Agent Francis,

what a surprise.

Yeah, well, you look amazing.

Oh.

Long time.

Yeah. It's been, like, four years, right?

Last time I saw you, you were, uh, reassigned to Yuma.

Well, you should recall. You're the one

who had me assigned. - Oh.

- No. - Yeah, I've been

trying to call you the last couple of years.

Uh, is there any chance that maybe you changed your number?

Uh...

uh, yes.

I changed my number.

Security.

Mm. Well, I figured.

But hey, while I'm in town,

maybe we can grab a bite.

Oh, yeah, that-that's great.

Yeah, uh, I... yes.

Um... I'm busy

'cause of the job, but...

if I'm free I'll call you. Great.

- Here is my number. - Mm-hmm.

And I'll look forward to it.

Okay. Me, too.

Have a good day, fellow agents.

You bet.

- See ya. - Yep.

Mm-hmm.

Hmm?

What?

What do you mean, what? That.

Yeah. Did you two have a... thing?

No, we did not have a thing, exactly.

At least I didn't think so. Well, he thought

you definitely had a thing. - Well, you know,

whatever it was, McGee, it was brief and it was

ill-advised-- now I can't seem to shake him.

Guy can't take a hint.

- Poor guy. - No, you know what?

Bishop, not poor guy.

He's actually a great guy.

You know, he's ten all around.

If you're interested...

Just have to be ready to settle down.

Me? No. No, no, no.

I am not looking... to settle anywhere.

In fact, I'm-I'm not looking at all.

Mm-hmm. Yeah, right.

Excuse me?

All women are looking.

Oh, ha!

- Is that right? - Yeah, to settle down. Always.

- All women? - Yeah, you...

you pretend to play it cool,

like, like you're not looking, but then when you see something

you like, you go, “Oh, my God, I'm not really looking! Oh!”

But then you overdo

the ceremony and you make it, like, a thing

and a meal out of it, and then, you know, eventually...

Right? Come on.

McGee, back me up here.

I'm sorry, do I know you?

Uh, wow.

Really? Like that? That-that's how

you're gonna do me? Yeah.

That's what we do to each other now?

Okay, maybe...

maybe not all women. Mm-hmm.

Uh, w... because what I'm...

see, what I'm trying to say...

What are you saying, exactly?

Don't say anything, Torres.

You can thank me later.

Okay, that got weird in a hurry.

And it was only getting weirder.

McGee, watch the home fort. Everybody else, with me. MTAC.

Now.

Clayton, hey.

How are you, Ellie?

I'm good.

Uh, Special Agents Quinn and Torres,

this is MI6 Intel Officer Clayton Reeves.

MI6. That's fancy.

How's life across the pond?

I wouldn't know. I'm calling from your side of it.

Philadelphia.

Why are you there, Reeves?

Searching for a mate of mine, Gibbs.

MI6 Officer Mason Finley.

Came from London last week chasing Intel on a smuggling op

and hasn't been heard from since.

And why are you calling us?

Finley's last GPS signal came

from this alleyway, where it seems that I find myself

in NCIS jurisdiction-- have to imagine there's some connection.

I haven't touched him. Mm. I.D.?

You're my first call.

Well, technically, the Northeast Office

would have jurisdiction.

And I will call them-- but frankly, if there's

any connection to Finley's disappearance, I prefer to use

your agents, Gibbs.

Have the local office

send the body here-- we'll send a team up to you.

I'm in. I've never been to Philly.

Yeah. Me, neither, Gibbs.

I'm always down for a road trip.

Bishop, yes.

Torres, no.

What? Why not?

We need you here.

Quinn.

You go with Bishop.

Um...

I'm sorry?

What? I stutter?

Uh...

Are you messing with me?

You know your way around Philadelphia and they don't.

Experience counts. - Even if my experience

is exactly why I shouldn't go?

Shouldn't, Quinn? Or you won't?

Gibbs, you know

I would never defy a direct order from you.

Okay. Then this is a direct order.

So... so you are messing with me, then?

Come again?

Did I stutter? I don't have time to mess

with anyone or talk you into this, Quinn.

You want back in this game,

then you go where I say you go.

It matters that much to you? Well, yeah,

now that you're forcing me into this conversation with you,

yeah, it does-- it matters that much to me.

Okay.

Fine, I'll go.

The sailor, Quinn.

You find out what happened to that kid.

Oh. MI6 is staying here?

- Us, too, I'm afraid. - Ugh.

Just wish it was closer to the Italian market.

Oh, yeah, the Italian market, the Rocky theme in the car,

and a run up the museum steps later.

So, this issue you have with Philly...

I don't have an issue with Philly.

It's a New York thing, right? Sports rivalries?

Mets-Phillies, Giants-Eagles...

Let's go with that.

I mean, government agencies putting their employees here?

- Really? - You can blame

budget cuts for that.

Damn Brexit's got us all in a panic.

- Hey! - You got here fast, Ellie!

Yeah, she has a bit of a lead foot.

Agent Quinn, thanks for coming. You process the Navy kid yet?