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Timothy McGee

Special Agent Jethro Gibbs: [Reading McGee's report] "Retinal scanner uses wave-front sensing reflection points. "
Special Agent Timothy McGee: Heh.
Special Agent Jethro Gibbs: "Correlates the data using 8 point spread function."
Special Agent Timothy McGee: Yeah.
Special Agent Jethro Gibbs: "Rasterizes the pupil. Conjugate geometry."
Special Agent Timothy McGee: Was I too technical?
[Gibbs drops the report in the trash]

Special Agent Timothy McGee: Look, I'm just saying that I think Tony is more upset than he's letting on.
Ziva David: Yes, but he and his partner have not spoken in years.
Special Agent Timothy McGee: Okay, let's say you and I haven't spoken in years. And I get my throat slit by a serial killer.
Ziva David: I would hunt him down and make him regret the day he was born! You're not just any partner, McGee.
Special Agent Timothy McGee: Neither is Tony.

Special Agent Timothy McGee: Can you imagine having to arrest Gibbs?
Ziva David: [scoffs] I would rather arrest my father. And I still might have to one day, for that matter.

Dao Huang: [Russian accent] Can I help you?
Special Agent Timothy McGee: [shows his badge] Yes, I'm Agent McGee, NCIS. This is my partner, Agent David.
Ziva David: We're looking for Dao Huang.
Dao Huang: Well, you found him.
Special Agent Timothy McGee: [raises eyebrows] Your name is Dao Huang?
Dao Huang: [irritably] Try looking at a map sometimes, okay? China is right next to Russia. My parents immigrated from Beijing, I was adopted in Kiev, we moved to D.C.
Special Agent Timothy McGee: Okay...
Dao Huang: Is it any stranger than an American with an Irish name? Have you ever been to Ireland?
Special Agent Timothy McGee: I-I have not. That's a very good point, I'm sorry.

Dr. Donald Mallard: And for the grand finale...
[Ducky rips open the plastic covering the body, Tony prepares to take a photo but stops when he sees the face]
Dr. Donald Mallard: ... a six-centimeter cut ear to ear, severing the carotid artery. Our killer is nothing if not consistent.
Ziva David: Is there anything wrong, Tony?
Anthony DiNozzo: Yeah. I know him.
Special Agent Timothy McGee: Who is he?
Anthony DiNozzo: He's my old partner.

Ziva David: Can you identify these?
Dao Huang: Looks like one of mine. It has my logo. See?
[shows them a baking tray]
Dao Huang: I bake it in... but the coloring is wrong, and that is not one of my sayings. That cookie is a forgery.
Special Agent Timothy McGee: Do you have any employees that might have made it?
Dao Huang: No, I do all the printing myself. Where'd you get this cookie?
Ziva David: We found it at a crime scene.
Dao Huang: Hmm... could have been made from one of the trays taken in the robbery.
Special Agent Timothy McGee: Robbery?
Dao Huang: Five weeks ago, someone broke in and took my safe and some equipment.
[lowers voice]
Dao Huang: This business can be quite cutthroat. Most people don't know that.
Ziva David: Do the police have any suspects?
Dao Huang: They took a report, some evidence... and they ate a half a case of cookies. I'm not expecting much.

Anthony DiNozzo: [Walks off elevator and into the bullpen] Hey, guys! Tell me you've seen it.
Ziva David: And good morning to you, too, Tony.
Anthony DiNozzo: Actually it's the worst morning in the history of mornings. My phone! Tell me you've seen it.
Special Agent Timothy McGee: Lost your cell, huh? Ouch.
Ziva David: Well, you are a very capable investigator. Why don't you just investigate.
Anthony DiNozzo: Yes.
[Proceeds to yank out the drawers from his desk, pouring all the contents onto the floor]
Ziva David: [Gibbs walks in and stares at Tony, who freezes and stares back] Uh, Tony is just...
Special Agent Jethro Gibbs: I don't want to know.
[Tony tosses aside the empty drawer and carries on searching]