- Doctor: Oh! Wow! You don't know.
- Delilah Fielding: [Long pause] Know what?
- Doctor: You're expecting.
- Timothy McGee: [Delilah and McGee look puzzled] Expecting what?
- Doctor: A baby.
- [Long pause]
- Doctor: You're pregnant - about 10 weeks.
- [McGee faints]
- Doctor: Oh!
- [They both look at McGee, flat on his back - who, in spite of being unconscious, appears to be smiling]
- Delilah Fielding: That's exactly how I imagined it.
- Timothy McGee: [Gibbs hands McGee his watch] Boss, I think something borrowed is more for the bride.
- Leroy Jethro Gibbs: No, it's not borrowed. That's yours.
- [Long pause]
- Leroy Jethro Gibbs: My mom gave it to my dad when they got married. It was right before he shipped out. My dad gave it to me on my wedding day. I only wear it on special occasions.
- Timothy McGee: You wore it tonight.
- Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Well, yeah. I had a feeling.
- Timothy McGee: Boss, you sure there's not someone else you'd rather give it to?
- Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Who better than you, Tim?
- [McGee looks at the back of the watch, which has been newly inscribed: "Breathe, Tim"]
- Timothy McGee: Thank you, boss.
- Jimmy Palmer: As I was saying, helicopters and I haven't always exactly gotten along. You know, but I've really grown to appreciate their efficiency. We just traveled around three hundred miles in, uh, around ninety minutes.
- Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Felt a lot longer to me.
- Delilah Fielding: Nick, you are not emceeing our wedding.
- Nick Torres: All I'm saying is I can get the party started.
- Nick Torres: Ah, it's Ginger and Mary Anne. Welcome back. How was your three-hour tour?
- Alex Quinn: I have never been so happy to see these orange walls.
- Ellie Bishop: All right, the ship wasn't that bad.
- Alex Quinn: Huh? What? Maybe to you. I was in the freezer. My body temperature still has not gotten back to normal.
- Clayton Reeves: Fancy a drive, Ellie?
- Ellie Bishop: Only if I'm driving.
- [to Abby]
- Ellie Bishop: He has trouble staying out of the left side of the road.
- Clayton Reeves: It was one time.
- Ellie Bishop: [whispering to Abby as they leave] More than once.
- Clayton Reeves: It was one time, Ellie.
- Alex Quinn: What's with the long face?
- Timothy McGee: Delilah. She hated it. She hated the tux.
- Ellie Bishop: Mm-mm. What? No. No, no, no. No, she didn't.
- Timothy McGee: That was her fake smile.
- Alex Quinn: No, you're crazy. Seriously, McGee, this is classic.
- Timothy McGee: You mean boring.
- Nick Torres: [entering in a sharp-looking tuxedo] Yeah, baby! Huh? That's what I'm talking about. Please, no pictures. Nah, go for it.
- [twirls]
- Ellie Bishop: Woof.
- [realizing]
- Ellie Bishop: Was that out loud?
- Alex Quinn: Mmm-hmm.
- [first lines]
- Navy Petty Officer First Class Reed Haring: Said lightly season those home fries, Edmonds. Last batch tasted like you used the entire spice rack.
- Jimmy Palmer: Where are we headed? I thought that the body was found in crew berthing.
- Navy Chief Mary Choi: He was, but per Navy protocol, his body was moved to cold storage for preservation.
- Jimmy Palmer: Cold storage?
- Navy Chief Mary Choi: Our food service freezer.
- Jimmy Palmer: The health department would have a field day with that.
- Navy Chief Mary Choi: [amused laugh] We emptied the space out beforehand. Again, per Navy protocol.
- [noticing something wrong]
- Navy Chief Mary Choi: What the hell? Someone cut the padlock.
- [entering the freezer and finding it empty]
- Navy Chief Mary Choi: Jones' body... it's gone.
- Jimmy Palmer: This will complicate the autopsy.
- Commander Bitterman: So you're telling me Petty Officer Jones was murdered?
- Leroy Jethro Gibbs: You can't know that without a body. Somebody took it for a reason. Why?
- Commander Bitterman: You and your team are free to turn this place inside out, but this ship - my ship - is set to rendezvous with the carrier group in two days. I can't alter course.
- Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Commander, your ship's an active crime scene. The only place it's going is back to Norfolk.
- Timothy McGee: So, what are you doing here?
- Delilah Fielding: I am dropping off our revised guest list. You're in charge of invitations and these need to go out this week.
- Timothy McGee: Wait, 308 guests? I thought we agreed on a small wedding.
- Delilah Fielding: Oh, we did. Our mothers are a different story. With both our families and our friends and everyone's plus-ones, this is where we are.
- Leon Vance: As someone who was also married to a strong, intelligent woman, may I give you some advice, Agent McGee?
- Timothy McGee: "Don't blow it"?
- Leon Vance: [solemnly] No. Never take it for granted. Not for one second.
- [smiles]
- Leon Vance: And don't blow it.
- Nick Torres: That's a rookie move. You don't bring a date to a wedding. Come on, man. You're stuck with them all night.
- Timothy McGee: So I can mark you down as a solo, then?
- Nick Torres: Absolutely. You can trust me, I'll be leaving as a plus one.
- [Abby visits McGee and Delilah, lying beside each other in the same hospital bed]
- Timothy McGee: All right, Abby, we haven't heard back from Delilah's mom yet, so until she knows, you can't tell anyone.
- Abby Sciuto: Seriously?
- Delilah Fielding: Just until we let family know.
- Abby Sciuto: I'm not gonna tell anyone, but... seriously?
- [they nod; Abby climbs onto the bed and hugs them both]
- Abby Sciuto: This is the best... news... *ever*!