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Look at him. Man's an artist. Gibbs. Fake stakeout drinking. Watch the Adam's apple move. Yet, no actual consumption. We've got a lot to learn, Ziva. Okay, I'll be right back with your drinks. Shut it down. Well, it's a little late for that.

I know you downloaded the real Domino. Damn it. Shut it down! Hold on a second, Leon?

I'm a little busy here. Call you back. Okay, we're up. I said I'd call you back. You did? What, Abs? I figured it out, Gibbs. What? Our dead kidnapper's identity. Er, actually it's his non-identity. Very busy here, Abby. Do you want to call me back? No, I want you to talk faster. Faster-okay. NSA finally returned my call, which is good, Because I was starting to think that their cooperation on the satellite thing was just a one-night stand. And I wouldn't want NCIS to get the reputation of being easy. Um, our dead kidnapper's real name is Paul Winton, witness in an NSAFBI joint investigation, Put into FBI witness protection. New identity, new location. Lived in a safe house, which is four blocks from where you are now. Address. 1815 Longview. I ran the power records. There's some massive juice use. Take a breath, Abs. You've earned it.

Ziva. FBI safe house, 1815 Longview.

Take the agent from the south exit. Lee. You stay put. Boss, I'll go. Do it. DiNozzo, David. where are they going? North, fast. I want to talk to them. Already dialing. They're not answering. What the hell is this?

This guy is going to be watching.

I'm glad you're here. Hey, probie, what am I looking at? A career in the fast food industry. Director Vance, how are you, sir?

My show. My call. My car. Now.

It looks like sequentially linked network racks. I'd say he's developed his own Internet hub. That's how he covered his stock purchases. Could make it look like 500 different sellers when it was just one: him. He's using an auto-response program. Doesn't have to be here to send text messages.

Going to need the real Domino.

Tony. I have to call you back. Still breathing. Sleeping pills.

You ever seen Raiders of the Lost Ark?

This is not good. Be careful, Tony. There's some kind of pressure plate. Electrical circuit. Hardwired into the grid. Powers the computers. She's part of the circuit. Cut the power? No, no, no. May cause a surge. Cooks the computers,

Destroys the evidence. And her. Backup plan in case he didn't make it. She wakes up, shifts her weight off the pressure plate. Same result. You ever seen Raiders of the Lost Ark? How much do you think she weighs? How much does a gallon of water weigh? Eight pounds. Cover the exits. Shut down the alarm. Lock it down.

Search everyone. No one leaves. I'm gonna say 43 pounds. More. Too late-t to move her. Everyone, please stay where you are.

Gibbs, you got to let me go, please. No one leaves. Listen up, everyone. It's not here. This is a federal operation, and we need your cooperation. It never was.