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Chimera

Ziva David

Special Agent Timothy McGee: [last lines; as the team speeds away from the Chimera in the pirates' motor launch, a cruise missile streaks overhead and destroys the ship] Guess the Navy didn't want anyone to know the ship existed.
Officer Ziva David: How did they know we got off the ship?
Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs: I don't think they did.

Officer Ziva David: Someone or something is on the ship, with us. I can feel it.
Special Agent Timothy McGee: [peering over DiNozzo's shoulder] Uh, yeah, I can see it.
[a large rat is eye-level behind DiNozzo. He turns around, sees the live rat, and jumps back in fright. The rat scurries away. DiNozzo exhales]
Special Agent Timothy McGee: [smiling] Scared much, DiNozzo?
Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo: Stuff it, Mc-Barf-bag.
Officer Ziva David: It's just a cute, little rat. Why the irrational fear?
Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo: It's not cute. It's not little. And it's not irrational.
Officer Ziva David: Cowardly, then.
Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo: Not if you're, uh, someone who survived a bout of bubonic plague, thank you very much! Rats are a known carrier. I used to love rats, back before the plague. Was a regular Willard.
Officer Ziva David: What is a "Willard?"
Special Agent Timothy McGee: It's a movie.
Officer Ziva David: Mm.
Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo: Willard had a pet rat named Ben, was a social misfit, made fun of by his coworkers, had a creepy boss.
Officer Ziva David: No wonder you're related.
Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo: You think Gibbs is creepy?
Special Agent Timothy McGee: She meant the social-misfit-made-fun-of part.

Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs: DiNozzo, get this to Ducky.
Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo: Me? That's a dead, diseased rat.
[Gibbs gives him a look]
Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo: Which is why it may aid Dr. Mallard in his investigation. Which is why I'd be pleased as punch to walk back through this ship with a dead, diseased rat.
Officer Ziva David: You can show Ducky your freckle.

Officer Ziva David: Shh! Did you hear that?
Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo, Special Agent Timothy McGee: No.
Officer Ziva David: There's something aboard... other than a rat.
Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo: What do your astute, ninja Mossad senses tell you it is?
Officer Ziva David: In the Mossad, part of the training is to be open to things you cannot see, or even understand.
Special Agent Timothy McGee: You mean the supernatural.
Officer Ziva David: Call it what you want, not everything can be explained by the laws of the natural world.
Special Agent Timothy McGee: You believe in ghosts?
Officer Ziva David: I do not *not* believe in ghosts... or demons... or monsters. We *are* on a ship called the "Chimera."
Special Agent Timothy McGee: I thought "chimera" meant a delusion or fantasy.
Officer Ziva David: In Greek mythology, a chimera is a monster with a lion's head, a goat's body, and a dragon's tail.
Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo: So you think they named this ship the "Chimera" because there's a monster on board.
Officer Ziva David: [dead serious] They-did-not-name-it-the-"Puppy!"

Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo: [staring at his forearm] Anyone else feeling itchy? Maybe that's a bug bite.
Special Agent Timothy McGee: Or a rat bite.
Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo: No, no, no. Look at that spot.
Officer Ziva David: It's a freckle.
Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo: It's not a freckle.
Officer Ziva David: Freckle.
Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo: Never had a freckle there.
Officer Ziva David: You've always had that freckle.
Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo: Uh, how would you know whether I had a freckle or didn't have a freckle? And by the way, I have never had that freckle!