Tony: What for?
Ziva: For being you.
Tony: Sweetheart, if I had a dollar for every time I did that, I'd be loaded.
Jimmy: This is getting scary. Dr. Mallard talks to the dead, and now you're talking to evidence.
Abby: Well, it usually works with firearms, but this one is not saying a peep.
Dempsey: Who's he?
Tony: Public affairs officer.
Dempsey: You brought your publicist to a bomb threat?
Who's the new face of NCIS? You're lookin' at it, McEnvy.Tony
Come on, $22 a pound for rib eye? That's the real crime.Tony
Gibbs: Dad, I can stop this. I need your help.
Gibbs Sr.: Whatever it takes.
Gibbs: Okay, let's go fishing.
Mike: Do what you have to do for family.
Gibbs: What rule is that?
Mike: The unspoken one.
Tony: You need some lady advice.
Tim: I'd rather get a lap dance from a nun.
Ziva: We hit a shamu.
Susan: Did she mean a snafu?
In high school, I was actually voted least likely to take a hint.Susan
Borin: You can call me Abby.
Gibbs: No, that's not going to happen.
Tony: Davy Jones. Used to sing with The Monkees.
Ziva: Real monkeys?"
Tony: I envy your brain sometimes.