Abby: I know you, Tony. The real you. And the fake happy front you put up you. Tony: Oh come on. I am a happy dude. I mean I like, radiate happiness. That song "Happy"? Abby: That's baloney. This whole random act of dating schtick? Nobody's buying it, okay? We know you're lonely, and we no why. Ziva. Say it. Ziva. Tony: Come on. I can say it. I know her name. Ziva. Abby: Okay then let's stop dancing around this whole thing, okay - we all miss her. I love Ziva but she left us. She's gone. And it hurts, and it sucks but that's reality. We have to face it. Tony: I have faced it, many many times. She said no, she didn't want to come back. That's that. I have moved on from it. Abby: But you haven't moved on from her. And you can't keep putting your life on hold waiting for her to show up, because she probably never will. Tony: I know. Doesn't make it any easier. The truth is: I miss my friend. Abby: You have friends here too, Tony, don't forget. Tony: I know. Thanks Abby.
Rachel: What's wrong Agent Gibbs? Gibbs: You haven't been honest with me. Rachel: What do you mean? Gibbs: (shows her the gun) I went back by your house. I did a little digging under your fort. Rachel: I didn't have time to bury it deeper. I needed to get back before Mr. Curtis realized I snuck out. Gibbs: Then what happened? Rachel: Don't look at me like that. Gibbs: I want to help you. I can't help you if you don't let me. Rachel: That's exactly what my mother said. That she wanted to help me. She was going to send me to a special hospital in Montana for treatment. I don't need help. I hate that word. And I hated her. Gibbs: Yeah but you don't hate your dad though do you? Rachel: No. Dad didn't see what she did. Things were always better when he was around. Gibbs: That's why you injured yourself? So he'd come back? Rachel: Sometimes it worked. But he'd never stay as long as I wanted. Gibbs: Unless your mom was gone. Then he couldn't leave you. Rachel: It's her own fault. All she ever did was make me feel broken. Getting rid of her was the best solution. Daddy didn't understand either when I told him what I did. He'll come around eventually. I'm a sweet little girl. Can I have another juice?