NCIS s15e08 Episode Script

1 Ah ah Ah, ah We are golden, yes we are Hear the thunder, see the stars We are golden for all to see (song shuts off) (birds singing) Yeah.
Amber, you are lost.
Again.
Nice one.
MAN (whispering): Help me Hello? Help me Is someone there? MAN: Please, help me.
Where are you? I can't see you.
Hello? MAN (louder): Please, help me.
Help me, please.
I'm gonna open the door.
(door creaking) NCIS 15x08 Voices McGEE: Can you deliver it the same day? It's kind of an emergency.
Uh-oh.
Whose birthday did you miss? Whoa, whoa, whoa.
$50 extra for same-day delivery? Are you crazy? That's more than a birthday.
He's in trouble.
All right.
Just go ahead and do the same day.
Go ahead and do it.
Yep.
Big trouble.
Yeah, I'll hold.
You have no idea.
What, Delilah catch you using cheat codes again, for Grand Theft Auto? No.
Though that was bad.
No, Delilah and I got in another fight last night about whether or not to learn the baby's sex.
- I thought you couldn't find out.
- Not from the ultrasound.
Doctor didn't want to risk heating up the shrapnel in Delilah's spine.
But he's ordered a new, special blood test, and one of the things it can detect is the baby's sex.
Well, I'm on whatever side Delilah is on, and I think you should be, too.
What? Why? Because she's doing all the heavy lifting, man.
Well, I'm doing some heavy lifting, too.
Oh, really? Like what? Well, for one thing, I loofah her feet.
I don't complain every time I got to pause Game of Thrones 'cause every five minutes, she's got to go pee.
A gentleman.
And a scholar.
Look, I just want to know the sex of my baby.
Is that such a crime? You only have a few weeks to go.
I mean, what difference does it make now? Well, for one thing, if we knew the baby's sex, we'd only fight over the name half as much.
Hey, McGee? Same advice as before: just submit.
Hey, so what names do you have so far? Victor King.
Oh, boss.
Don't tell me Delilah's sending you name ideas, too.
Yeah.
But that's not one of them.
Who is he? Dead guy.
Grabbing our gear.
GIBBS: And call Ducky.
He's off for the holidays.
Get him back to work.
Hey, boss, I'm still on hold-- No.
(camera shutter clicking) BISHOP: So, according to the ranger, our victim was some kind of businessman.
So, not military? Why are we here? He was under investigation, our Northeast field office.
BISHOP: And then, one day, he disappeared without a trace.
Nobody knows what happened.
I guess we do now.
Do we? What do you mean by “a voice,” exactly? How many times do I have to explain it? You're sure that you heard a voice from the shed? Where the dead body is.
And no one else around for miles.
Look, I know what it sounds like.
This is a new one for me, too.
But I'm just telling you what happened.
Okay.
See, the thing is, I can't tell this to my boss, Agent Gibbs.
So you're gonna have to explain it one more time.
Okay? AMBER: And then I opened the door, and there he was.
Like he is now.
It's your turn to talk.
Wow.
Interesting.
I'm so glad I have a gun right now.
You ever seen this guy before? I don't think so.
I mean, it's little hard to tell with the maggots crawling out of his eyeballs.
No.
Never.
TORRES: So, um why would his, um ghost be calling you to help him, then? Oh, please.
Oh, what-- you have a better explanation? You're gonna find one.
Maybe there's a hidden speaker.
No speaker.
Duck? Well, hearing voices is a common auditory hallucination which may or may not be associated with a mental health problem.
TORRES: Well, that body is not a hallucination.
Something led her to it.
GIBBS: Torres, enough.
TORRES: What? I-I I've seen a lot stranger things in this world than-than a dead man AMBER: Shh.
Tell me you didn't just hear that.
Um Hear what? AMBER: Him.
H-He's still talking.
He says he's cold.
McGEE: Victor King, 55.
Owned a large, multinational steel company and was a prominent Navy supplier.
Was also a golfer, an avid hiker And had been under investigation by the DoD for the last two years.
Fraud, bribery, selling defective materials.
Real class act.
Why was this guy still walking around? His lawyers were always one step ahead.
Feds could never make anything stick.
Then, in February, King disappeared.
Nobody could find him.
Until she came along.
McGEE: Amber Davis.
A network software engineer.
Just moved to Virginia.
Where was she when our victim died? Well, if we go by Ducky's preliminary time of death of February, she was in Uganda, setting up a computer network for a relief charity.
McGEE: So whatever happened to King, Amber wasn't even in the country for it.
Um, are we gonna talk about what she heard when we were standing there? No.
I definitely did not hear anything.
King said he was cold.
Oh, he did, now? Okay, McGee, I get it.
You're not a Belieber.
I get it.
Bishop? You all heard me say “no,” right? BISHOP: I do believe in ghosts.
But actually talking to them? The jury's still out.
McGEE: Wait, what jury? There's absolutely no evidence that ESP exists.
Not yet.
But there could be some kind of principle of science that hasn't been discovered.
Enough with the voodoo! We focus on what we can prove, what we know.
That's it.
TORRES: Well, right now, we don't know anything, and if Amber is getting messages from this dead guy Then, maybe she can help find out what happened to him.
- Oh, yeah? - I'm just saying, it might be worth talking to Amber again.
You never know what somebody knows.
Jack, knock yourself out.
I will, Gibbs.
AMBER: I already told those other agents what happened.
And with the exception of the-the cutie with the accent Mm-hmm.
I don't think they believed me.
I get the sense even you don't believe you.
Well, I'm a computer scientist, not a tarot card reader.
Please.
I might be able to help you with that.
Have a seat.
Let's see.
Did you ever call a friend on the phone and they say, “Yo, babe, what up? I was just about to call you”? Yeah.
It's called a coincidence.
Sometimes.
And sometimes, it's because you both heard the same song on the radio, and it reminded you of each other.
See, the-the brain is an amazing thing, capable of making connections that are so incredible, sometimes it can seem like you're Like you're psychic? Bingo.
Sometimes the connections are subconscious, like that gut feeling that you get.
But in some people, they manifest as an inner voice.
Yeah, this was no inner voice I heard.
I believe that your subconscious mind picked up various clues about where King's body was.
Perhaps a chance encounter with the murderer himself.
And then my brain synthesized those clues, and led me to the shed.
Exactly.
(laughing): Okay.
Okay, so what now? Now we try to figure out where those clues came from.
And see if they can lead us back to the murderer.
Right.
All right.
I'm in.
Good.
So Let's start with a regular day for you.
You married? Divorced.
Kids? I had a daughter.
She died last year.
In her sleep.
It was her heart.
I'm very sorry to hear that.
So am I.
Ended my marriage.
I think.
To be honest, I'm-I'm not really sure what happened.
Hmm.
The worst part is, every time I even picture her face, I see Victor King.
He's fighting with someone.
Amber? Uh Amber, can you hear me? A man in a car.
Amber, can you see who's in the car? Amber, d-do you know where it is? Where's the car? West Bay.
West Bay.
West Bay.
He had an accident.
JIMMY: How about this Amber? I-I mean, can people really talk to the dead? You are seriously asking me that? (both laugh) The real question is Can they talk back? And the answer is - No.
- Oh, I disagree, Jethro.
This man had a lot to tell us, starting with how he died.
Hypothermia! Have a little respect, Doctor.
Sorry, Doctor.
It's just that I've never seen such well-formed Wischnewski spots before.
Hey, you sure about that? Oh, trust me, Gibbs, these are really great Wischnewski spots.
Hypothermia.
DUCKY: Yes.
He shows all the classic signs.
Point to Amber.
She did say that King told her that he was cold.
Judging by the pattern of the frostbite, I'd say this man became lost when hiking and froze to death.
Which, incidentally, makes this an accident, not a murder.
I take it you do not concur? Guy was an experienced hiker, Doc.
He gets lost in a state park? Maybe we should talk to Amber again.
I mean, she might be able to Hey, enough.
We're done with the hearing voices.
Actually, we're not.
I just got back from the Pentagon.
DoD wants this solved ASAP.
King was a thorn in their side, and they want it pulled before this case gets cold.
We're working on it.
Well, you should work on it with Amber.
I want you to use her as a source.
Ah, come on, Leon.
Gibbs, I know how you feel, but NCIS has worked with psychics before.
So have I, in fact.
Yeah? How'd that work out? The sky didn't fall, let's put it that way.
Look, we have questions, Amber might have answers.
Don't waste a possible asset.
And that's an order.
You know, Amber and Agent Sloane are taking quite a quite a while up there.
Yeah.
It's called an interview.
Keep telling you guys, you keep messing with the dead, that's bad juju.
If they don't come down soon, you're gonna go up there and get them.
They're fine.
Sloane just sent me an e-mail ten minutes ago.
She has a lead on a murder suspect, and I've been trying to track it down.
What's she got? BISHOP: Make and color of a car, somewhere by West Bay.
That's not a lot to go on.
West Bay-- is that a town, a street? BISHOP: Pulling up a list of all vehicles matching that make and color.
All right, 62 hits, but none registered in West Bay.
West Bay.
What if it's not a place? BISHOP: Thomas Westbay.
Pulling up his record.
It says he works for OSHA.
That was fast.
Is that the guy you saw? AMBER: Yeah.
That's him.
Looks like the chat went well.
I need to go talk to a colleague.
And an electrician.
GIBBS: What do we got? Murder suspect.
Uh, actually, hang on.
Thomas Westbay can't be our murderer.
He died in a car accident two days before King disappeared.
That was no accident.
How do you know that? I just know.
Good luck with that.
(sighs) Abby, I need some inspiration.
Hey.
Well, I can offer you a grease-covered BLT.
And that's not bacon grease.
Mm, I'll pass.
What's up? I'm trying to find a connection between this Westbay guy and our victim.
Credit cards were a bust.
I've got DoD unloading reports on their investigation.
Hoping it jogs something loose.
Well, let the jogging begin.
(chuckles) (clears throat) Uh, Jimmy Lancaster, DoD, with the files on the King investigation, aka The Man We Could Never Catch.
Well, luckily we have a secret weapon.
Yeah, I heard you guys are working with a psychic.
Network engineer.
Oh.
Hey, uh, I lost my wedding ring last week.
Any chance I could talk to her before my wife No.
Bye.
Oh.
Thank you.
Yep.
McGee, I had no idea you were so closed-minded about this.
Look, just because I don't think that ghosts are Danger, Will Robinson.
You are speaking to someone who believes in God, and believes in the immortal soul, and whose third favorite movie is Ghost.
Okay, then show me the money.
Amber says this wasn't an accident.
Police say it was.
They wrong? The police concluded that Westbay fell asleep when he was driving, citing the lack of intoxication and the clear weather And the fact that he never hit the brakes before crashing.
Except I think he did.
He pushed down so hard that his shoe left an imprint on the brake pedal.
Yeah, but there'd be skid marks.
Not if the brakes were out.
Box Guy, can you just stick to the boxes, please? Thank you.
The police report said that the brakes were in perfect working order.
And they are, now.
But I just don't think they were when Westbay crashed.
Well, what are you saying? You're saying that somebody rigged his brakes to fail? Yeah, and then they magically fixed themselves before the cops showed up.
I know.
It sounds like crazy talk, but this is a crazy world.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hold on, hold on.
These are Westbay's credit card charges.
There's a bunch from the same mechanic.
Every three weeks like clockwork.
This car is new.
There's no reason for him to be seeing a mechanic that often.
I think it's time you went and talked to that mechanic.
And Amber was right.
This was no accident.
TORRES: All right, and then after that, you replaced Westbay's muffler.
Three weeks after that, his windshield.
Three weeks after that, the tires, et cetera, et cetera.
Hey, tell me, you ever work on Westbay's brakes, by any chance? Maybe.
I'm a mechanic.
I do mechanical things.
Well, it says here that you do a lot more than that.
Arrests for check fraud, bank fraud I did my time.
You got a point? What I got is two murder victims and a feeling you had something to do with at least one of them.
Whoa, slow down.
I ain't got nothing to do with any of that.
But you know something.
We can just call your parole officer and talk to her.
You make that call, I'm back in the big house, just because.
All right, well, then give me a reason not to make it.
(chuckles) Look, I-I didn't actually touch Westbay's car, okay? So these invoices are fake? Look, Westbay was a client of a side business I had going on.
He had some government job.
Yeah, building inspector, OSHA.
Whatever.
But he was on the take.
Took bribes to look the other way.
Every few weeks, he'd bring me the cash, and I'd deliver it to a guy to launder it for him.
Those fake invoices, uh, covered my fee.
Now, as far as his accident, if that wasn't an accident, that's news to me.
Interesting.
So we have a dirty OSHA inspector, a dirty steel magnate What's the connection? Aside from dirt.
Working on it.
With Amber? I-I'm really right there with you.
I totally understand your ambivalence.
I'm not ambivalent.
I'm not saying at all that she can talk to the dead, believe me.
She can't.
If you could've seen her in my office, there is something up with this chick.
I-I don't know what it is, but it made my skin crawl.
Just give her another chance.
(knock on door) Hi.
Um so y-you said you wanted to talk about the case? Yep.
Thanks.
Wouldn't that involve, you know, actually talking? You don't know what I'm gonna say? Well, it doesn't take a psychic to guess.
You think I'm full of it.
Yeah.
I don't blame you.
And yet how do you explain the voices I heard? The visions? How do you explain it? Well, how do you explain this gut instinct of yours your agents keep talking about? I don't.
It is what it is.
Then can't I just be what I am? Whatever I am? What's this? Gas cap.
Out of Westbay's car.
Oh, yeah? And what am I supposed to do with it? Nothing, I guess.
Wait.
I need a pen.
BISHOP: You got Amber's map? Yeah.
We are going that way.
Not that we know what we're looking for.
No.
Neither does Amber.
All she said was something was buried out here.
Something to do with the case.
Excuse me while I vomit in my mouth.
Do you know that 73% of the public believe in the paranormal? They all wrong? They were wrong about Titanic.
Ah.
So a skeptic and a cynic.
No, a realist.
Look, believe me, I would love for Amber to be the real deal, okay? Maybe she could tell me what kind of baby I'm having.
Probably a cute one.
Delilah had that new blood test this morning.
Put the doctor under strict orders not to tell me the sex of the baby.
- Mm.
- So I'm kind of out of options.
Unless you hack the doctor's computer, take a peek at the results yourself.
McGee, don't even think about it.
Aside from being illegal, it is illegal.
And Delilah would kill you if she found out.
Ah, good point.
Ah Whoa! You okay? What happened? Ow.
(coughs) Some kind of depression in the ground.
(groans) (metallic clack, scrape) Right where Amber said it would be.
All right, let's open it.
TORRES: Hey, Abbs.
Just came to see what our treasure looks like.
Anything good? Oh, it's beyond good.
This is, like, murder weapon-palooza.
(chuckles): It looks like McGee went shopping at Sharper Image.
Oh, you can't buy this at Sharper Image.
What is that? That is a custom-made OBD drive, which stands for On-Board Diagnostics.
It's a computer port for your car that's used to troubleshoot mechanical problems.
Only this puppy was specifically made to cause problems.
No offense to puppies.
When the drive was plugged into Westbay's car, it programmed the computer to disable the brakes temporarily, and then re-enable them before the crash scene investigators could notice.
Wait, so Amber was right-- no accident.
No.
I mean, that we knew.
But the news of the day is that neither was Victor King getting lost in the woods.
This is an ES6 GPS hiker's watch.
It's registered to King.
Someone hacked into it remotely and messed with the GPS, so when King thought that the watch was guiding him back to his car It was leading him deeper and deeper into the forest.
And he froze to death.
Yeah.
It was a “perfect murder” ish.
Except the killer didn't count on having a psychic on his tail.
Otherwise, he probably would have wiped his fingerprints off the murder weapons.
You got prints? - I'm running them now.
- Wow.
- Amber's two for two.
- Yeah.
Didn't see that coming.
I got a match on the killer's prints.
What is Amber's picture doing on that screen? Amber is the killer.
SLOANE: Right under our noses (door opens) all this time.
The upside was seeing McGee tell Torres, (singsongy): “I told you so.
” I never heard an adult use that phrase with such glee.
Have I missed much? I'm curious to see the interrogation of a liar as skillful as this one.
We're just getting started.
(door opens) (door closes) (door opens) Agent Gibbs, wh-what is going on? Why am I in this room? (sighs) Am I supposed to know what those are? We're done with the games.
I don't know what that means.
It means we know you killed Victor King and Thomas Westbay.
Excuse me? It means you're not a psychic.
It means you don't hear dead people.
And you knew where King's body was because you put it there.
O-Oh, yeah? When? When I was building an entire Wide Area Network from scratch 6,000 miles away in Uganda? No.
After.
You flew in on a fake passport and facial recognition found you in Customs.
You doctored that.
She really is quite convincing.
This isn't possible.
I-I mean, I'm the one who led you to that box in the first place, after you gave me the victim's gas cap.
You mean this? That's my gas cap.
I didn't kill them.
You have the skills, - It wasn't me.
- the opportunity-- the only thing - we don't have is the motive.
- Look, why? Nobody's this good.
(whispers): What is happening? Tell us why.
Then we can talk.
Agent Gibbs can I trust you? (sniffles) I didn't kill those men.
(sniffles) I wouldn't kill those men.
But I'm not blind.
A-And I don't know how to explain any of it.
But if you can promise me that you won't railroad an innocent person, then I can promise you that I will help you figure out what is going on.
I'll help you find justice if you can promise me the same thing.
Deal? Whew.
That's a new one.
I'm open to suggestions here.
I think the first question is whether we all believe that she's as clueless as she claims.
So, some kind of disassociative disorder? Combined with a fugue state, perhaps.
Or psychogenic amnesia.
English.
It is possible she committed these murders and then repressed the memories of them.
Right.
And now they're bubbling to the surface in the form of these voices that she keeps hearing.
Her conscience, as it were, calling out to her, triggered by all the evidence you keep presenting.
Although repressed memories are usually the result of some sort of trauma.
She did lose a daughter recently.
Nothing is more traumatic than that.
How did she die? In her sleep.
Bad heart.
According to Amber.
Well, perhaps it's time for you to start digging a little deeper.
MAN: Murder? M-My ex-wife? No, there has to be some mistake.
There isn't.
Who did she kill? Why? Well, that is what we're trying to figure out.
Do you know them? No.
Wait, where is she? Does she need money for bail? I have a house-- I can put that up if I need do.
We're transferring her to a psych hospital.
You can see her there.
When? You know, I have to tell you, my ex wouldn't be this supportive of me if I was accused of shoplifting, much less murder.
Well, I didn't want the divorce.
But, uh, after our daughter died it was a hard time for me.
Yeah.
For both of you, I'm sure.
You'd think.
When our little girl died, it nearly destroyed us, and then Amber moved on.
I tried.
I I really, really tried, but I couldn't.
And I couldn't stand to be in the same room with someone who wasn't in as much pain as I was.
It's your daughter I actually wanted to ask you about.
I I know it's hard, but can you tell me what happened? Did you know about her heart defect before it killed her? (stammers): She had a murmur, yeah, but that wasn't what killed her.
She died when a floor collapsed during a birthday party.
Who told you it was her heart? McGEE: This collapse is the missing link between our two victims.
And Westbay was the lead OSHA investigator.
Victor King supplied the steel rebar that buckled.
But Westbay's final report cleared King's company of all wrongdoing.
- Dodged a bullet again.
- And with a little help, I bet.
Westbay had a history of taking bribes.
And King had a history of making them-- now, I'm not really great at math, but I can do it here.
King's crappy steel killed Amber's daughter, and Westbay covered it up.
Amber still here? Uh, psych hospital says they are not coming for another 20 minutes.
Well, I think we found our motive.
(sighs): Well, who could blame her? I mean, I don't know what I'd do if somebody killed my daughter.
Or whatever I'm having.
Oh, yeah, speaking of that, Bishop told me you were thinking about hacking your doctor's office.
I just think that's I know.
I know.
It's-it's crazy.
No, I was gonna say genius.
It's also illegal.
Yeah.
You know what? Since you're a fan of the idea, just out of curiosity, I want to see how secure our doctor's system is.
I mean, it's not like you're hacking anyone.
Right, right, right.
It's just a good thing to know these days.
I totally get it.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
What's going on? Someone put up a firewall between the doctor's IP address and my work computer.
The only person that knows both IPs is Delilah.
Oh, snap.
I'm a dead man.
AMBER: Uh, I don't understand.
What is this? The accident that killed your daughter.
No, I I told you, my daughter died in her sleep.
No, we're not doing this.
Amber, listen to me I don't know what you're up to, uh, but my daughter died in her sleep.
That's not what the report says.
Peacefully.
In her sleep.
Hey, I know this is really hard.
No, please, stop.
Stop.
Amber, we spoke to your ex-husband.
No.
He told us what happened.
(yelling): No! Those scumbags.
They got what they deserved.
They killed my daughter.
They killed her, and they tried to cover it up.
No.
No, thank you.
No freaking thank you.
BISHOP: Amber refused to accept the building collapse was an accident.
So she started digging and learned that King was under investigation.
Eventually, she hacked his computer, found the bribe to Westbay.
VANCE: If she had evidence, why not go to the authorities? She saw the navy had been after him for years, but couldn't make a case.
So I guess she wasn't willing to take the chance that he could get away again.
Yeah, I guess I could relate to that.
Unofficially.
And the ex-husband had no idea? No, all this time, he thought that she had moved on from their daughter's death.
Had that wrong.
Yeah, and then some.
I guess this makes more sense than Amber being psychic.
Yeah, well, we had that wrong, too.
Yeah, I was waiting for the “I told you so.
” This is Bishop.
Agent McGee's been running around here like it's Christmas.
But is it me, or are you actually a little disappointed that Amber's not the real deal? Oh, hell, Leon, a lot of things to be disappointed with on this one.
Yeah, I didn't just see this case ending like this.
Well (sighs) it's not over yet.
That was the psych hospital that picked Amber up.
Transport van never made it back.
And they can't get ahold of the driver.
McGee, talk to me.
Still no word from the driver.
And the van transporting Amber was due an hour ago.
- Traffic? - Not that would account for the delay.
Or the driver not answering his phone.
- Bishop, BOLO.
- On it.
- I just heard.
McGee, Torres, cell phone and credit cards.
BOTH: On it.
Think Amber tried to escape? You tell me.
I don't think so.
She seemed like a woman ready to do her penance.
That's not what my gut's telling me.
And what's that? McGEE: Boss.
State police just found the van.
It was in an accident off a rural highway.
No sign of Amber.
Bishop, location.
Gibbs, what's your gut telling you? Listen to the gut.
Gibbs! Where's the passenger? No clue.
Gone when I came to.
My partner was taken to the hospital.
What happened? Steering went out.
I thought I was a goner, but my guardian angel must have been looking out for me.
Why is that? There was, um, a branch sticking out of the tree trunk that we hit.
It was about to take my head off, but the van swerved at the last second.
All by itself.
It was the damndest thing.
BISHOP: Gibbs, got something.
So, I assume these are used to help patients relax on the way to the hospital.
It looks like Amber found another use for them.
It looks like she booted the tablet into the firmware, and used it to take control of the van.
You mean crash the van.
And got hurt in the process.
GIBBS: Her or the driver? Sloane was wrong.
She is running.
I hope so.
Whatever she's doing, she took one of the tablets.
Can you track it? McGee can, if Amber goes online.
Yeah, yeah.
Come on, do it.
(line rings) Bishop, we got a problem.
Uh, I'm here with Gibbs.
Gibbs, we have a problem.
Someone's trying to access our system.
What are they looking for? ABBY: The files we got from DoD.
The case against Victor King.
I think Amber's gone online.
Let her in.
BOTH: What? Let her in.
You want to see what she's looking for.
Uh, boss, I think that's a really bad idea.
Do it! Okay, she's in.
BISHOP: What's she looking for? An address from a personnel file.
Let me pull it up.
Wait, that's Box Guy.
He was delivering files the other day.
The-the civilian investigator from DoD.
Call him.
ABBY: Why would Amber suddenly be interested in this guy? I don't know, but he's not answering.
GIBBS: Get Torres.
Tell him to meet us there.
(phone chimes) Okay, sitrep? Neighbor IDed Amber, said she went in a side door.
McGee's out back, has eyes on the target.
What's she doing? Same thing she's been doing.
I knew it was you.
What was me? I had forgotten, but now I remember.
You're the reason Victor King never went to jail.
You're the reason my daughter is dead.
(Amber speaking indistinctly) Boss, we got a problem.
GIBBS: Bishop, cover the front.
Torres, on my go.
Every new lead that came into your office you'd slip to King.
Please That's how he stayed one step ahead of the investigation-- bribing you.
I-I still have the money.
If he'd gone down that building would never have been built.
My daughter would still be alive.
The cash is yours if you want it.
Every dime.
You think it's money I want? Go.
Amber, put the gun down.
Time to face the music.
What are you waiting for? Shoot her.
Drop it.
Shoot her, she's gonna kill me.
No, she is not.
Are you, Amber? No I'm not.
I took the bullets out.
Not so good with guns.
Is the driver okay? I know you guys got to arrest me again, but just please tell me that you're gonna arrest him, too.
What the hell is going on here? Like she said time to face the music.
The cash is yours, if you want it.
Every dime.
DUCKY: So, Amber actually identified three people she blamed for her daughter's death? Yep.
And she got to two of them, but DoD sent the third overseas before she could whack him.
By the time he was back in the States, her fugue had ended, and she repressed the entire episode.
Bottled it up tight.
Till we uncorked her.
But this time around, Amber didn't want to kill number three, she just wanted an airtight confession.
- How much trouble is she in? - A lot.
She'll stand trial.
I'm sure her lawyers will make a mental-disorder defense.
Well, if she hadn't earned it, no one has.
AMBER: May I say good-bye to Agent Gibbs? That's why we came down here.
I just want to thank you.
For what? For helping me remember.
It was easier not knowing how Julia died.
but it shouldn't be easy.
And I also want to ask you something.
You made it crystal clear right out of the gate that you didn't believe I was hearing voices, but then later, I could swear you seemed disappointed that I wasn't.
Or am I wrong? Take care of yourself.
(elevator bell dings, doors slide open) Well, probie, was she wrong? 'Cause hearing voices, seeing dead people-- I don't know.
Psychic seems like a better option than the alternative.
An emergency ultrasound? I thought you couldn't have one.
McGee? Is everything okay? It's Delilah.
Something unusual came out in her blood work.
How bad is it? No, I haven't checked my e-mail.
Are they sure? Okay, um, all right, just stay calm.
Uh, everything's gonna be fine.
We're gonna handle this, no problem Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Your mom can wait.
No, just don't hang up on I gotta check my e-mail.
Yo, what's going on, man? What's happening? Is there anything we can do? Huh.
Delilah's fine.
There was a scare, but everything's gonna be okay.
You don't look like you're gonna be fine.
That's 'cause I also just found out the sex of my baby.
It's not exactly what I was expecting.
Well? It's a boy.
Yeah! Yeah! There you go.
And a girl.
Oh Aw McGee (Bishop and Torres chuckle) (chuckles)