Vance: Your personal connection to Agent Donneget was unknown inside NCIS, present company excluded, per your son's request. Ned didn't want anyone to know about his government pedigree.
Gibbs: He wanted the respect of his co-workers, that he was a good agent.
Vance: And he was a damned good one.
Teague: And that was very Ned. He didn't want people to know where he came from.

McGee: Gibbs was shot.
Ducky: Shot?
McGee: Twice. Point blank range. Luke Harris.

Franks: All the sawbones in the world...and you get Chuckles the Clown. I'll be this guy's a hoot at parties.
Gibbs: Shut up, Mike.

Tony: They're working on him now. I'm going to stay here until he's out of surgery.
Vance: No you're not. The best thing you can for Gibbs now is your job.
Tony: Director--
Vance: If The Calling is still operating in Iraq, you need to get back there while the trail's still hot.
Tony: Look sir. No one wants Daniel Budd stopped more than I do...
Vance: Then we don't stop, DiNozzo, until The Calling's dismantled and this psychopath is either captured or dead. We owe Gibbs that much. Are. We. Clear?
Tony: We're clear.

Time to dance, Agent Gibbs. Mind if I lead?

Taft

You know, I'd like to shake the hand of whomever invented the exploding bullet. And then shoot him.

Taft

Kelly: That was a good day.
Gibbs: We had a lot of them.
Kelly: Not any more. You don't have good days now. You spend too much time thinking about the past.
Gibbs: Plenty to think about.
Kelly: You have to stop, dad. Things are different. It's about the future now. There are too many people counting on you.

Forget the bourbon you tough son of a bitch. Make mine a fifteen year old single malt.

Taft

Vance: You're here on administrative duty. With DiNozzo away, I figure McGee and Bishop would appreciate your support. In the office, not in the field.
Gibbs: Look. Leon I'm not going try and sit here and tell you I'm 100%...but chaining me to a desk?
Vance: You can take it, or go home.

Rousseau: Look at you, brimming with confidence. But who is the one needing answers? We're calling the shots.
Gibbs [stabs Rousseau in the hand with a pen]: No more playing. My rules. My game.
Rousseau: The game is changing.
Gibbs: Oh yeah. You bet it is.

Vance: Apparently your walk included a visit with Matthew Rousseau. Would you mind telling me why?
Gibbs: Just following up.
Vance: With your pen stuck in his hand?
Gibbs: Is that where I left it?

Budd: Come to make the day more exciting, have you?
Tony: Oh yeah. Shooting you in the chest at close range, and a little dim sum...perfect day.
Budd: Well. By all means.

NCIS Quotes

Bishop: Seriously? How'd you get that?
Tony: Well, it's like Gorillas in the Midst. You'll get to understand his grunts.

Torres: When I break out the glass, maybe I can rip out the bars.
Bishop: With what? Your superhuman strength?