Gibbs: Ziva, go.
Ziva: Go where, Gibbs?
Tony: My place.
Ziva: I have my own place, thank you.
Gibbs: And you can't be in it, or here, until we find out who did this.
Ziva: You know I can help.
Gibbs: And you know my answer.
Ducky: He's right, Ziva, this is no place for you. It's a time for mourning. People who love and admire you have matters well in hand.
Ziva: I have matters in hand, Ducky. Look at me. I'm fine.
Gibbs: Then go be fine, just not here.