NCIS, Season 3

Abby:
What aren't you telling me?

McGee:
What do you mean?

Abby:
You have that three-little-pigs-look.

McGee:
What?

Abby:
The three little pigs. They were afraid to open the door because the big bad wolf was outside.

McGee:
I don't know what are you talking about. (Something rings...)

Abby:
Wow... this is definitely going on my wall. (Ziva walks in)

Ziva:
I should be a professional photographer!

Abby:
The Director hasn't called.

Ziva:
About?

Abby:
About?! Gibbs!

Ziva:
Oh...

Abby:
She didn't call you, did she?

Ziva:
No.

Abby:
Because, you know, the way you're acting, you might have just, I don't know, forgotten to tell us.

McGee:
Ziva, do you notice anything different in here?

Ziva:
No music.

McGee:
That's it! No music. (He looks at Abby) You know, you usually play music in here...

Abby:
What if those were Gibbs' guts smooshed all over that room?

Ziva:
Oh, for God's sake, Abby, they're not.

Abby:
I said, what if they were?!

Ziva:
The color would be more coffee-brown than red.

(Abby slaps her on the face, Ziva slaps her back, Abby slaps her again and so does Ziva. McGee looks shocked).