Episode 1.0 Navy NCIS: The Beginning - Ice Queen. (Potomac Park) Scout leader Dryfuss: You'll never get your archery pin shooting like this, Tommy. Tommy: Trying to, Sir. Billy: (teasing) Close em' both. You might hit something. Marcus: Yeah. The River. Scout leader Dryfuss: Thats's enough boys. Okay. Last arrow. Billy: Watcha aimin' at Tommy?...Maryland? Scout leader Dryfuss: Pass your bows back and retrieve your arrows. That bow's still a little strong for you Tommy. You'll do better next year. Tommy: (dejected) Yes, Sir. (points are counted as they retrieve their arrows) Marcus: Ten, twenty, twenty-five. Billy: I rule! Scout leader Dryfuss: Come on boys. Others are waiting. (yells out) Tommy, get the one over the hill. (Tommy doesn't return) Tommy! If you can't find it, let it go! Tommy: (in tears) I didn't mean to do it!. It was an accident! (The scout leader gags at seeing the womans body in the tree.) Gibbs: I thought I'd seen it all. Gibbs: Kid puts an arrow in a corpse. That's a new one. DiNozzo: Just a variation. (laughs) I remember we found this old guy, died watching TV. We found him sitting in his Lazy Boy, stiff as a board, with a Bud in his hand. Blackadder: Please, not another Baltimore Homicide story. DiNozzo: Looks like a natural death, but we have to wait for the ME to confirm it, right? So it's dinnertime, my partner and I are starving so we tell the rookie to keep an eye on the stiff. Rookie's never been alone with a body. Suddenly, the body goes out of rigor, slumps, and the air trapped in the lungs is forced through the voice box and the corpse moans. Blackadder: Stop it. DiNozzo: Rookie freaks, empties his service revolver into the body. Gibbs: You know what I think, DiNozzo? DiNozzo: Don't say it's an urban myth, man, 'cause I was there. Gibbs: I think...you were the rookie. DiNozzo: (blank face) That's funny Gibbs. Funny. Wrong...but funny. Gibbs: Looks like Ducky's beat us to the body. Gibbs: Tony, make a hundred meter perimeter search? Tony: One hundred. Got it. Gibbs: Viv, you get the scout leader's story. I'll take the boy. Viv: Do you have to question the boy? What can he tell us that the scout leader can't? Gibbs: I don't know. That's why I'm going to guestion him. Viv: It'll only add to his trauma. State Trooper: You're M.E.'s down by the river with the body. The little guy by himself is the one who shot the arrow. He's pretty shook. One for the books, huh? Gibbs: Uh-huh. Gibbs: (to Viv) I think the scout leader is the tall one. State Trooper: First time I've known Chief Metz to let an outside agency handle a homicide on our turf. Gibbs: Maybe he knows something about us, you don't. Viv: Special Agent Blackadder. Naval Criminal Investigative Service. Scout leader Dryfuss: She doesn't have a face! I pushes her hair back and she didn't have a face! Viv: Did you touch any part of the body? Scoutleader Dryfuss: God no! I ran back and called the police. You don't know how horrible it was! Viv: You might want to suck it up for the boys. Gibbs:(smiles) Hi. Name's Gibbs. I'm a Navy Investigator. Tommy: (scared) I didn't kill her. Gibbs: I know, son....It's all over now. Tommy: No, It won't be over. I'll dream about her! Gibbs: Only if I want to!. Tommy: I don't want to! Gibbs: Then close your eyes and tell yourself not to dream about her. Tommy: That won't work. Gibbs: It's worked for me since I was your age..and saw something bad like this... Trust me..Close your eyes. (Tommy closes his eye) Gibbs: I will not dream about her. Tommy: I will not dream about her. Gibbs: This is my card. Give me a call. Tommy: If I have a nightmare? Gibbs: No, we took care of that...Call when you're ready to visit our offices...and bring some friends. Viv: The Scout leader took one look at the body, barfed and called 911. You get anything different from the boy. Gibbs: He didn't barf. Gibbs: What have you got Ducky? Ducky: A deceased pregnant Navy Lieytenant who appears to have been tossed into a tree..(sniffs the air) Hello Agent Blackadder. How about dinner tonight after the autopsy? Viv: I never date men old enough to be my father, Ducky. (Viv leans forward) Ducky: Love your perfume. Viv: Cut the Hannibal Lector act, Ducky. Ducky: PHFFFFT! (Viv walks away.) Ducky: Agent Blackadder reminds me of a young women I autopsied once. (Gibbs ignores him) Ducky: Of course, I never saw her alive, but I imagine she moved with that same little pelvic hitch. It's caused by a slight spinal curvature around T- twelve or L-one. Gibbs: When did she die? Ducky: (musing) Oh, gosh, let's see..that was in Hollywood at lease twenty years ago. She was an assistant film editor and the editor's wife caught them in flagrante delicto one evening at.... Gibbs: This one, Ducky. When did this one die? Ducky: It's been awhile. Gibbs: Care to be more specific? Ducky: Not until I do the autopsy. Gibbs: Humor me. Ducky: Judging from the decomposition I'd estimate two-and-a-half to 3 weeks. Gibbs: Cause of death? Ducky: It wasn't the arrow. Viv: Find any track? Tony: Ground's soaked. I think the rain washed 'em away. Viv: (walks on) You concrete cops can't read a sign unless it's in neon. What's that? Tony: Deer tracks. Viv: How old? Tony: What are you, Pocahontas? Tony: What? Viv: Nothing. (walks on) Tony: No. No. Definately something. Viv: You remind me of my brother, Rex. He taught me to track....called me Pocahontas. Tony: I'd rather you didn't think of me as your brother Viv. Viv: Oh, I could never do that Tony. Tony: (smiles) Thats good to hear. Viv: Rex was much better looking. Tony: What are you, taking comedy lessons from Gibbs? (Viv seems upset to Tony) Tony: Did you say "was"? Viv: Rex was killed on the Cole. Tony: I'm sorry, Viv. Viv: Me too. He was a good man and a great brother. Tony: He why you left the FBI and hooked up with us? Viv: When the Cole was bombed, NCIS was first on-site. Before the CIA, FBI or even Jag. I di a little checking and realized my best shot at payback was working with you cowboys. Gibbs: How pregnant was she Ducky? Ducky: I'd estimate 4 to five months. Gibbs: Brush the hair from her face will you. What happened to her face? It's to cold for larva. Ducky: Crows. They took her eyes first, then tore away the soft flesh. Gibbs: Why didn't they touch her hands and feet? Ducky: I've been pondering since I got here here, Gibbs....I really don't know. Gibbs: She was in the river. Viv: How'd she get into the tree? Gibbs: Look at the water marks on the trees and rocks. The river overflowed in the Spring thaw and washed her into it. You can bag her Ducky, she wasn't dumped here. (Ducky and his assistant James Royce are about to bag her) Tony: Hold it! (Finds something revealed in a ripped sleeve..sees a Jag Millrinde with stripes) Tony: She's a Jag. Ducky: Ever work with her? I know she's a bit messy, but how many blonde JAG female Lieutenants can there be? (JAG HEADQUATERS) Admiral Chegwidden: The medical examiner estimates she's four to five months pregnant. Cmd. Sturgis Turner: Oh my God, I hope it's not Lieutenant Singer, Sir. Cmd. Harmon Rabb: It can't be Lt. Singer. She's due in two weeks. Adm. Chegwidden: Have you been in touch with the Lt. Commander? Cmd. Rabb: No, Sir. Not since she left three months ago...I was estimating. Lt. Colonel Sarah Mackenzie: Harm's right, Admiral. It couldn't be Loren. No medical Examiner misestimates by four months. Adm. Chegwidden: He hadn't conducted the autopsy yet and I would assume the body is...decomposed. Petty Officer Tiner: Excuse me admiral. I tried Lt. Singer's San Diego number and her cell phone. Both have been disconnected, Sir. Adm. Chegwidden: Thank you, Tiner. P.O. Tiner: Aye, aye, Sir. Adm. Chegwidden: I'm afraid this doesn't look good. Cmd. Rabb: You writing her off, Sir? Adm. Chegwidden: While I may not personally know each of theseven hundred and fifty JAG Officers around the world under my command, I do know that none of them have been missing for 3 weeks! NCIS will DNA the remains and compare them to the military database. If it is Lt. Singer, we'll know shortly. Cmd. Rabb: Excuse me, Sir. Adm. Chegwidden: Is there something between the Commander and Lt. Singer I should know? (NCIS) Gibbs: I want you to have a search team out first thing in the morning. Cover both sides of the Potomac, starting below the falls and working downstream. Special Agent Clarence Dobbs: How far downstream? Gibbs: To the bay if necessary. If we're lucky, her purse washed up somewhere.