MICHAEL: What seems to be the problem?
ZIVA: Why was I not told about this operation?
MICHAEL: I suppose the simple answer would be, your father did not want you to know.
ZIVA: And he wonders why I barely talk to him anymore, Michael.
MICHAEL: A fact, I know he regrets very much, Ziva. Very much.
ZIVA: I’ve spent a year building relationships and trust with NCIS. How do you suggest I explain this to them?
MICHAEL: I realize this places you in an awkward position. But, Ziva—
ZIVA: They were sloppy! Blatant!
MICHAEL: And you should have known better! The Americans can be quite prudish in their attitude, Ziva.
ZIVA: You call what happened, “prudish”?
MICHAEL: That depends. Did you, or did you not, sleep with him?
ZIVA: [realizes they were talking about two different things] Who?
MICHAEL: Anthony DiNozzo. Your new team leader.
ZIVA: Why do you ask that?
MICHAEL: Starting three months ago, Ziva… he’s been visiting your apartment. At least one night a week.
ZIVA: [looking through a pile of surveillance photos of her and Tony] My father has you spying on me?
MICHAEL: I assumed that was the reason for your visit.
ZIVA: Well you assumed wrong, Officer Michael.