Ducky: You've seen this before, I presume.
Gibbs: Yeah, code red.

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"Did you order the code red?" Tony was hovering over McGee's desk obnoxiously waiting for a response.

"Getting old Tony."

"Old? Nicholson never gets old…kinda like Gibbs actually."

Ziva scoffed. "I presume you are reenacting another movie yes?"

"A Few Good Men, isn't just 'another movie' Ziva…it's the pinnacle of all Nicholson films…"

He cleared his throat. "You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use then as the backbone of a life trying to defend something. You use them as a punch line. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom I provide and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said "thank you," and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest that you pick up a weapon and stand a post. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to…."

Gibbs entered stage left. "Is that so DiNozzo?"

"Sorry boss…just…"

"Wondered how long it would take before you started up…"

Tony smirked. "Come on boss. That has to be like your favorite movie of all time…."

"Why's that?"

"Cuz its arguably one of the best marine films to ever grace Hollywood…and well, you were a marine."

"A marine DiNozzo…not an actor."

"Touche." He retreated behind his desk, his face still beaming.

Abby entered shortly after the exchange, placing herself immediately at Tony's desk. "You want answers?"

"I think I'm entitled…"

"You want answers?"

"I want the truth!"

"You cant handle the truth!" She finished in the best accent she could, before falling into a giggling fit.

"Not bad Abby…" Tim nodded towards her with a smile.

Gibbs stood at the exchange. "Anyone here have work to do?"

Abby retreated without a word, while the rest of the team returned diligently to their work. That was until l the case was wrapped up.

"So what do you say, Few Good Men showing in MTAC?"

"Before or after they fire us?" McGee shook his head. "No way."

"Come on…what happened to the risk taking toilet paper thrower of old?"

"He grew up…sorry Tony, you're on your own on this one."

He watched Tim leave before striking out with Ziva as well. But he knew one person who could never turn him down.

"You sure everyones gone?" Abby slipped into the MTAC door with a whisper.

"Everyone who could fire us…we're fine. Don't worry." He gave her the bowl of pop corn before setting up the DVD. And after a few pop corn fights and impersonation wars, the final credits were rolling. "Gosh that never gets olds."

"Kinda like Gibbs…" Abby responded with a snicker; not knowing Tony had made a similar comment earlier that day.

"Funny, doesn't feel that way to me."

They stared wide eyed at each other before Tony found his voice. "Hey boss…You see, I would tell you the truth but…"

"Let me guess…." He ushered the two of them towards the door. "I can't handle the truth?"