Kate: How did you know I had a date last night?
Tony: You talk very loud when you�re on the phone. I�ve been meaning to say something.
Kate: You mean you eavesdropped.
Tony: Guess it didn�t go too well, huh.
Kate: He had to cancel.
Tony: What excuse did he give?
Kate: Surgery.
Tony: Ah, that�s a good one. Have to remember that. What was wrong with him?
Kate: He didn�t have surgery, Tony, he performed it.
Abby: Hey. How was your big date last night?
Kate: (walks away without answering)
Abby: What�d I say?
Tony: Date never happened.
Abby: Ooh. What excuse did he give?
Tony: Surgery.
Abby: It�s a good one.
Gibbs: Time of death?
Ducky: Tell you what, Gibbs. You find me a liver in that leg and I�ll estimate you a time of death.
Tony: I do believe the die is cast however. Your parents, grandparents live to be old so will you.
Gibbs: I had an aunt who died at seven.
Tony: Just a theory.
Tony: You really like small towns?
Kate: Peace and quiet. A place where people know you by name. No Blockbuster and Starbucks on every corner. What�s not to like?
Tony: Too quiet, everybody knows your name, there�s no Blockbuster and Starbucks on every corner.
Kate: Big cities just can�t give you what small towns can, Tony. It�s a simpler way of life, a slice of Americana.
Tony: One that doesn�t include fifty yard line seats to the Redskins or women with full sets of teeth.
Kate: Yeah it always comes back to that doesn�t it?
Tony: See. You do get me.
Ducky: Abby.
Abby: Ducky.
Ducky: Find anything?
Abby: Nothing yet. Tell you one thing though this guy had huge feet. Could wear this sock as a leg warmer.
Ducky: What are you implying, Abby?
Abby: I�m not implying anything. You know what they say about guys with big hands and big feet, right?
Ducky: What?
Abby: They�re clowns.
Receptionist: Cam I help you?
Tony: (pouring on the charm) I�m sure you can. I�m Special Agent Anthony Dinozzo, NCIS. You can call me Tony. We�d like to talk to Dr. Chalmers, uh, (leans in very close to read her name tag) Darlene.
Receptionist: (melting) Okay.
Kate: Why don�t you just give her a breast exam?
Tony: In good time.
Tony: We gonna have to report the autopsy screwup?
Kate: Do I detect a soft heart thing happening here?
Tony: That�s it isn�t it. The tattoo�s a heart.
Kate: We�re back on that again?
Tony: I just can�t imagine you getting a tattoo is all.
Kate: I was drunk.
Tony: Can�t imagine you drunk, either.
Tony: So if it�s not a heart�
Kate: It�s a rose. On my butt. Can we move on now?
Tony: Sure;
Kate: So we are done with this then?
Tony: (grinning) We are done. (Pause) Kate. Which cheek is it on?