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[waves splashing]

WHERE'S THE OFFICER
OF THE WATCH, CHIEF?

NATURE CALLED, MA'AM.
IF YOU WANT, I'LL GET HIM.

NOT NECESSARY.

KIND OF LATE TO BE GOING
ON LIBERTY, LIEUTENANT.

I JUST GOT OFF MIDWATCH.

WELL,
I DIDN'T FIGURE MR. HOLBARTH'D
STICK YOU WITH THAT, MA'AM.

I MEAN, HE USUALLY
RESERVES MIDNIGHT TO 4:00

FOR SAILORS NEEDING MOTIVATING.

YOU'RE ON WATCH, CHIEF.

WELL, I'M SINGLE, LIEUTENANT.

WOULDN'T BE FAIR HAVING A
MARRIED CHIEF STAND WATCH

HER FIRST WEEKEND IN PORT.

DID YOU CALL A CAB, MA'AM?

NO, I HAD MY CAR
DELIVERED TO THE LOT.

REQUEST PERMISSION
TO LEAVE THE SHIP?

VERY WELL, MA'AM.

HOW MUCH ARE THEY
PAYING YOU, CHIEF?

$100 A WATCH.

SORRY, CHIEF.

MUST HAVE BEEN
ALL THAT FRESH FRUIT

THAT WE GOT ON
BOARD WHEN WE DOCKED.

YEAH, IT USUALLY HAPPENS TO
ME AFTER A LONG DEPLOYMENT.

[sighing] TOO MUCH FRESH FRUIT?

NO, TOO MUCH BOOZE ON LIBERTY.

[both laughing]

[Lamm] MR. ROBERTS.

HAS LIEUTENANT
SCHONKE GONE ASHORE?

-NO, SIR.
-YES, SIR.

WELL, WHICH IS IT?

SHE JUST SIGNED OUT, LIEUTENANT.

WHERE THE HELL WERE
YOU, MR. ROBERTS?

I WAS IN THE HEAD, SIR.

NOBODY'S SUPPOSED
TO LEAVE THIS SHIP

WITHOUT THE OFFICER OF THE
WATCH GIVING PERMISSION, MISTER.

I KNOW, SIR. BUT...
UH, ENSIGN ROBERTS WAS
INDISPOSED, LIEUTENANT,

AND I WAS ACTING
OFFICER OF THE WATCH, SIR.

PERMISSION TO LEAVE THE SHIP?

[Roberts] VERY WELL, SIR.

[Bannon] MR. ROBERTS,

I HAVE OBSERVED IN
MY 17 YEARS IN THE NAVY

THAT SOME OF HER OFFICERS
ARE FULL OF HORSE PUCKEY.

[both chuckling]

[Roberts] WE GET EGGS AND
PANCAKES ON THE SHIP, CHIEF.

I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU WANT
TO PAY FOR THEM AT THE DINER.

[Bannon] MR. ROBERTS,

IF YOU HAVE TO ASK THAT
AFTER 6 MONTHS AT SEA,

I CAN'T EXPLAIN IT TO YOU.

ISN'T THAT LIEUTENANT SCHONKE?

OH, MY GOD.

MR. ROBERTS, DON'T
TOUCH ANYTHING.

[people chattering]

[Turque] ALL RIGHT,
YOU KNOW THE DRILL.

THE USUAL SEARCH
FOR A MURDER WEAPON.

I WANT EVERYTHING CHECKED.

CHECK THE BUSHES, THE DUMPSTERS,

THE TRASH CANS.
CHECK EVERYTHING.

LET'S GET A COUPLE OF
DIVERS OFF OF THAT PIER.

HAVE THEM CHECK
AROUND THE CARRIER.

THAT'S WHERE I'D HAVE
DUMPED IT. SURE THING.

WELL, LOOKEY,
LOOKEY, LOOKEY. JAG.

YES, SIR. LIEUTENANT
COMMANDER RABB.

THIS IS LIEUTENANT J.G. AUSTIN.

I CAN READ RANK, MR. RABB.

WELL, I DIDN'T MEAN TO
IMPLY THAT YOU COULDN'T, SIR.

[Turque] BRIAN TURQUE.

N.C.I.S. AGENT
ABOARD THE SEAHAWK.

WELL, WE'RE LOOKING FORWARD TO
WORKING WITH YOU, AGENT TURKEY.

IT'S TURQUE. THAT'S OK.

I HEARD ABOUT YOU, COMMANDER.

JAG'S HOTSHOT INVESTIGATOR.

JUST REMEMBER,

THIS MURDER HAPPENED ON MY TURF.

ANYTHING YOU
COME UP WITH, I GET.

AND ANYTHING YOU COME UP WITH?

I GET THAT, TOO.

WHAT HAVE YOU GOT
SO FAR, AGENT TURQUE?

WHITE FEMALE.

SHOT TWICE IN THE
CHEST AT CLOSE RANGE.

SHE WAS THE CRYPTO
OFFICER ON BOARD.

LIEUTENANT DIANE SCHONKE.

ANY WITNESSES?

[Turque] NO.

NOBODY SAW OR HEARD ANYTHING.

[Meg] HARM?

[seagulls cawing]

HARM?

WE WERE SUPPOSED TO
HAVE DINNER LAST NIGHT.

SHE CALLED ABOUT 6:00,

SAID SHE GOT STUCK
WITH THE MIDWATCH

AND SHE'D DRIVE UP
EARLY THIS MORNING.

WHEN WE GOT THIS CALL,

IT NEVER OCCURRED
TO ME IT COULD BE DIANE.

I LEFT A NOTE ON
THE DOOR FOR HER.

I'M SO SORRY, HARM.

[Turque] PUT IT BACK, JAG!

WHAT?

YOU CAN'T INVESTIGATE THE
MURDER OF YOUR GIRLFRIEND.

HOW ABOUT MY SISTER?

SHE WAS YOUR SISTER?

NO,

BUT THAT'S A BETTER WAY TO
DESCRIBE OUR RELATIONSHIP,

AND I'M NOT LEAVING HER
MURDER INVESTIGATION

TO SOMEONE WHO JUMPS TO
CONCLUSIONS AS FAST AS YOU.

[Chegwidden] THE VICTIM WAS A
GIRLFRIEND OF COMMANDER RABB'S?

AN ACADEMY CLASSMATE.

HE CLAIMS THEIR RELATIONSHIP
WAS STRICTLY PLATONIC, ADMIRAL.

[chimes ringing]

THEN I'M SURE IT WAS.

N.C.I.S. IS DEMANDING
TO HAVE HIM REMOVED FROM
THE INVESTIGATION.

DEMANDING?

YES, SIR.

SPECIFICALLY, THE INVESTIGATOR
ON BOARD THE SEAHAWK.

AN AGENT TURQUE.

TURQUE? YOU'RE KIDDING ME.

NO, SIR.

[chuckling]

AND I THOUGHT
CHEGWIDDEN WAS BAD.

HE'S DEMANDING THAT
LIEUTENANT COMMANDER RABB

BE REMOVED FROM
THE INVESTIGATION, SIR.

NOBODY PULLS A JAG
OFFICER OFF AN INVESTIGATION
EXCEPT ME OR GOD,

AND HE HASN'T ASKED.

WELL, TECHNICALLY,

THIS TURQUE...

[laughing]

[chuckling]

HIS LIFE IN HIGH SCHOOL
MUST HAVE BEEN HELL.

OH, I'M SURE IT WAS, SIR.

ANYWAY,

AS I WAS SAYING,

TECHNICALLY, THIS...

N.C.I.S. AGENT HAS JURISDICTION.

YOU HAVE A SOLUTION?

YES, SIR.

I TAKE POINT IN THE
JAG INVESTIGATION.

ALISON, YOU'RE
A HELL OF A PROSECUTOR,

BUT YOU'RE NOT
A MURDER INVESTIGATOR.

I WOULD BE WITH COMMANDER
RABB AS MY ASSISTANT.

I ADMIT, IT'S WALKING
THE ETHICAL TIGHTROPE,

BUT IT WOULD COMBINE HIS
SKILLS WITH MY JUDGMENT,

WHICH IS FREE OF HIS
EMOTIONAL ENTANGLEMENT.

DO IT.

YOU HAVE A DEVIOUS MIND, ALISON.

THANK YOU, SIR.

AND YOU'RE SITTIN' IN MY CHAIR.

[sighing] OH.

WHY'D YOU, UH, RUN AFTER HER?

WE WERE SUPPOSED TO
MEET FOR DINNER TONIGHT.

HARD TO BELIEVE IT HAPPENED
LESS THAN 24 HOURS AGO.

YOU HAD A DINNER DATE? YES.

YOU'RE HERE TO OBSERVE,
LIEUTENANT, NOT QUESTION.

YOU WERE SAYING?

I RAN AFTER DIANE BECAUSE
I DIDN'T HAVE HER SHORE
PHONE NUMBER

[bell ringing]
AND WE HADN'T DECIDED WHERE TO
MEET FOR DINNER.

DID YOU, UH,

CATCH UP TO HER?

NO. NEVER SAW HER.

WERE YOU AND
LIEUTENANT SCHONKE...

LOVERS?

JUST GOOD FRIENDS.

REALLY?

INTERESTING.

YOU'RE THE 2ND
OFFICER WHO WAS JUST...

GOOD FRIENDS.

IT'S NOT THAT UNUSUAL AMONG
YOUNGER PEOPLE, AGENT TURQUE.

HOW LONG DID YOU KNOW
LIEUTENANT SCHONKE?

HMM, A LITTLE OVER 2 MONTHS.

SHE JOINED US LATE
IN THE DEPLOYMENT.

REPLACED A CRYPTO
OFFICER WHOSE WIFE

WAS KILLED IN A CAR CRASH.

[Krennick] AND YOU WERE OFFICER
OF THE DECK LAST NIGHT,
COMMANDER?

THAT'S CORRECT.

THAT'S UNUSUAL, ISN'T IT, SIR?

THE EXEC STANDING WATCH?

WELL, I SUPPOSE SO.

BUT WE'D JUST DOCKED
AFTER 6 MONTHS AT SEA.

MOST OF THE SHIP'S
CREW WAS ON LEAVE.

WITH THE SKIPPER CALLED
AWAY TO WASHINGTON,

I HAD TO STAY ON BOARD ANYWAY,
SO I DECIDED TO STAND A WATCH.

AND LIEUTENANT SCHONKE WAS
JUNIOR OFFICER OF THE DECK?

DURING THE MIDWATCH, YES.

[Krennick] AND LIEUTENANT LAMM?

HE WAS COMMUNICATIONS
OFFICER DURING THE MIDWATCH.

COMMANDER HOLBARTH,

WHERE DID THOSE OFFICERS
STAND THEIR WATCHES?

LIEUTENANT LAMM
IN THE COMM ROOM.

LIEUTENANT SCHONKE WAS
RIGHT HERE ON THE BRIDGE.

IN PORT, WATCHES ARE USUALLY
STOOD ON THE QUARTERDECK,

BUT SINCE IT WAS OUR
FIRST NIGHT IN DOCK,

-I DECIDED TO STAND IT HERE.
-YES, SIR.

SO LIEUTENANT SCHONKE
WAS HERE WITH YOU, SIR?

YES, THE JUNIOR
OFFICER OF THE DECK

IS THE OFFICER OF
THE DECK'S ASSISTANT.

GAVE YOU 4 HOURS TO CHAT.

ABOUT THE SHIP, COMMANDER.

WE MAY BE TIED TO A DOCK,

BUT THERE WERE DOZENS OF
SITUATIONS WHICH REQUIRED MY
ATTENTION.

THERE WAS LITTLE
TIME FOR CHIT-CHAT.

DID YOU NOTICE ANYTHING
ODD IN HER BEHAVIOR, SIR?

SHE SEEMED ANXIOUS TO GET
THE WATCH OVER AND GET ASHORE,

BUT EVERYONE DID.

WAS ANYBODY UNUSUALLY
INTERESTED IN HER?

-YES.
-[Turque] WHO?

I DON'T KNOW.

OH, COME ON, LIEUTENANT.

DIANE TOLD ME SHE FELT SOMEONE
WAS ALWAYS WATCHING HER.

STALKING HER?

WELL, OF COURSE SOMEONE
WAS ALWAYS WATCHING HER.

THERE WERE 5,000
MEN ON THIS SHIP

AND SHE WAS A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN.

YOU THINK SHE WAS
BEING PARANOID?

NO.

AND WHY IS THAT, LIEUTENANT?

BECAUSE SHE WAS MURDERED.

[Roberts] IT CAN GET A LITTLE
CONFUSING BELOW DECK, MA'AM.

THAT'S WHY EVERY
COMPARTMENT IS NUMBERED.

NOW, THE FIRST NUMBER
IS THE DECK NUMBER.

WE'RE ON 02. WE'RE
GOING DOWN TO 03.

03 INDICATES THAT WE
ARE ON THE 3RD DECK

BELOW THE FLIGHT DECK.

THEN COMES THE FRAME NUMBER.

341 INDICATES THAT WE ARE
MOVING FROM THIS FRAME...

ENSIGN? YOU'RE
GIVING ME A HEADACHE.

UH, SORRY, MA'AM.
YES, MA'AM. UH,

JUST WALK THIS WAY, PLEASE.

NICE TO SEE YOU
AGAIN, MR. ROBERTS!

[Roberts] THANK
YOU, SIR. YOU, TOO.

-[Krennick] YOU KNOW EACH OTHER?
-YES, MA'AM.

COMMANDER RABB CAME ON
BOARD EARLY IN OUR DEPLOYMENT.

I SURE HOPE YOU GET THE GUY
THAT RAPED AND MURDERED
LIEUTENANT SCHONKE, SIR.

-RAPED?
-[Roberts] YES, SIR.

I JUST DELIVERED
THE PRELIMINARY CORONER'S
REPORT TO AGENT TURQUE.

WHICH YOU READ?

WELL, THERE WASN'T A... A
COVER SHEET ON THE FAX, MA'AM.

AND, UH, HERE ARE YOUR
QUARTERS, COMMANDER.

ENSIGN, SHOW LIEUTENANT AUSTIN
TO THE VICTIM'S QUARTERS SO
SHE CAN GET STARTED,

AND GET ME A COPY
OF THAT REPORT ASAP.

YES, MA'AM. UH,

WHICH WOULD YOU LIKE
ME TO DO FIRST, MA'AM?

LET'S GO, ROBERTS.

YES, MA'AM.

[Krennick] STAY A
MOMENT, COMMANDER.

I COULD NEVER HANDLE SEA DUTY.

YOU PROBABLY WON'T HAVE TO.

SO IT WAS JUST PLATONIC?

DON'T START, COMMANDER.

I'VE ALWAYS MAINTAINED THAT
THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS
A PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP

BETWEEN A HEALTHY MAN AND WOMAN,

UNLESS ONE OF THEM IS GAY
AND THE OTHER IS NEUTERED.

DIANE AND I NEVER
SLEPT TOGETHER.

WHAT WERE YOU GOING TO
DO ALL WEEKEND, PLAY GIN?

RED LIGHT, COMMANDER.

[exhaling]

MY GOD,

I THINK YOU REALLY MEAN IT.

I DO.

[sighing]

AGENT TURQUE WANTS
YOU OFF THIS CASE

BECAUSE HE DIDN'T BUY
YOUR "GOOD FRIENDS"
STORY ANY MORE THAN I DID.

[Krennick] PERHAPS IF
I COULD UNDERSTAND,
I COULD CONVINCE HIM.

DIANE AND I BOTH
PLAYED BY THE RULES,

AND THE RULES AT THE
ACADEMY WERE CLEAR.

MAYBE WE PLAYED BY THEM SO LONG,

WE DIDN'T KNOW HOW
TO DO ANYTHING ELSE.

WHATEVER THE REASON,

DIANE AND I NEVER HAD
A SEXUAL RELATIONSHIP.

AND FRANKLY, I DON'T GIVE A DAMN

IF YOU OR TURQUE OR
ANYBODY BELIEVES ME.

ALL I CARE ABOUT

IS NAILING WHOEVER
DID THIS TO HER.

AND IF YOU HAVE ANY
DECENCY, COMMANDER,

YOU WON'T ASK ME ANYTHING
PERSONAL ABOUT US AGAIN.

COMMANDER?

[thudding]

[man breathing deeply]

[man breathing deeply]

[door opening]

SORRY I'M LATE. I WAS GOING OVER
THE LEAVE AND LIBERTY ROSTERS.

LIEUTENANT COMMANDER RABB.

HARM?

SORRY, SIR.

I'M... I'M SARAH WILLIAMS,
DIANE'S BUNKMATE.

I WASN'T INFORMED
THEY'D FOUND YOU.

[sniffling]

[sobbing]

IF YOU'RE DONE
CONSOLING THE LIEUTENANT,

I HAVE SOME QUESTIONS.

S-SORRY, SIR.

I JUST KNOW HOW CLOSE THEY WERE.

IT'S NOTHING TO
APOLOGIZE FOR, SARAH.

HOW CLOSE WERE THEY, LIEUTENANT?

[Sarah] SHE SPOKE OF HARM...

COMMANDER RABB OFTEN.

[Sarah] THEY'D BEEN
FRIENDS SINCE THE ACADEMY.

JUST FRIENDS?

[Sarah] YES, SIR.

DIANE SPOKE OF THE
COMMANDER LIKE A BROTHER.

DID SHE HAVE ANY OTHER...

FRIENDS...

WHO WEREN'T LIKE BROTHERS?

YOU MEAN, WAS SHE INVOLVED
IN A ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIP?

YES.

IF ONLY FOR A NIGHT.

[Krennick] I NEED TO SPEAK
TO YOU OUTSIDE, COMMANDER.

THIS WILL ONLY TAKE A MINUTE.

DON'T YOU SEE WHAT HE'S DOING?

BAITING ME.

HE WANTS YOU TO ASSAULT HIM.

IT'LL GET US BOTH KICKED
OFF THE INVESTIGATION.

DON'T WORRY, COMMANDER. I WON'T
LET HIM GET TO ME. I PROMISE.

ARE WE READY?

JUST ASK THE QUESTIONS, TURQUE.

YOU WERE ABOUT TO TELL
US IF LIEUTENANT SCHONKE

WAS INVOLVED IN A
ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIP.

NONE THAT I KNEW OF.

HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN A SEXUALLY
ATTRACTIVE YOUNG FEMALE

AT SEA WITH THOUSANDS OF MEN

HAVING NO ROMANTIC CONTACTS?

[Sarah] IT'S AGAINST NAVY REGS.

ALTHOUGH SHE DID
GET HIT ON A LOT.

BY WHO?

LIEUTENANT LAMM.

[Sarah] HE'S ONE OF THOSE
OFFICERS WHO DOESN'T GET
THE WORD,

NO MATTER HOW MANY
TIMES THE NAVY PUTS IT OUT.

[Sarah] DIANE GAVE HIM
A COUPLE OF YELLOW LIGHTS

AND FINALLY HAD
TO SPEAK TO THE X.O.

COMMANDER HOLBARTH?

YES, MA'AM.

HE COULDN'T HARASS HER

WITHOUT GOING ON
REPORT, SO HE STALKED HER.

COMMANDER RABB, ONE MORE
INTERRUPTION AND YOU'RE
OUT OF HERE.

DID SHE SAY LIEUTENANT
LAMM WAS STALKING HER?

SHE DIDN'T KNOW WHO IT WAS.

WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL US
LIEUTENANT SCHONKE COMPLAINED
OF BEING HARASSED

BY LIEUTENANT LAMM?

IT WASN'T A FORMAL COMPLAINT.

[crew chattering]

YOU DIDN'T REPORT IT?

[pouring coffee]

NO.

COMMANDER, IT'S
A VIOLATION OF NAVY REGS

FOR A SUPERIOR OFFICER TO IGNORE
REPORTS OF SEXUAL HARASSMENT,

FORMAL OR INFORMAL.

I KNOW. I KNOW!

BUT LIEUTENANT
SCHONKE EMPHASIZED

THAT LIEUTENANT LAMM
HADN'T OVERTLY HARASSED HER.

SHE SAID THAT IT WAS BORDERLINE,

AND SHE WANTED ME TO TALK
TO HIM BEFORE SHE HAD TO
MAKE IT OFFICIAL.

WHAT DID LIEUTENANT LAMM SAY?

HE SAID THAT THE PROBLEM WAS
NOT WITH HIM, BUT WITH THE NAVY,

WHICH WAS SO PARANOID
ABOUT SEXUAL HARASSMENT

THAT NORMAL SOCIAL INTERCOURSE

BETWEEN THE SEXES
WAS NO LONGER POSSIBLE.

HE ACTUALLY SAID "INTERCOURSE"?

SOCIAL INTERCOURSE, YES.

PERHAPS NOT THE BEST CHOICE OF
WORDS, BUT SEMANTICALLY CORRECT.

[bell ringing]

THIS COULD END MY
CAREER, COULDN'T IT?

IT ISN'T GONNA HELP IT.

YOU SHOULD HAVE PROTECTED
YOURSELF, COMMANDER.

LIEUTENANT LAMM
WAS A GOOD OFFICER.

HE DIDN'T WANT ANYTHING
OFFICIAL MARRING HIS RECORD.

DID YOU FOLLOW UP WITH
LIEUTENANT SCHONKE?

YEAH. SEVERAL DAYS LATER.

SHE SAID HE'D STOPPED
SPEAKING TO HER,

EXCEPT AS NECESSARY IN THE
PERFORMANCE OF THEIR DUTIES.

HE STARTED STALKING HER INSTEAD.

WHAT? LIEUTENANT
LAMM AND WILLIAMS CLAIM

THE VICTIM SAID SOMEONE
WAS STALKING HER.

NO. N-N-N-NO.

SHE NEVER REPORTED THAT TO ME.

I'D HAVE ACTED ON IT IF SHE DID.

AND WHY WOULD SHE
TELL LIEUTENANT LAMM?

PROBABLY DIDN'T WANT
TO RUIN HIS CAREER, EITHER.

IT WAS HER WAY OF WARNING
HIM TO STOP STALKING HER.

BEING NICE MAY HAVE
COST HER, HER LIFE.

[Roberts] YOU HAVE NO
IDEA HOW DIFFICULT IT IS

ESCORTING A CIVILIAN ON A TOUR
OF A FLIGHTDECK DURING
FLIGHT OPS.

THAT'S, UH, FLIGHT OPERATIONS.

GOT IT.

YEAH, EVERYONE'S WEARING
HELMETS AND EARPLUGS.

THE ONLY WAY THAT
YOU CAN COMMUNICATE IS
BY USING HAND SIGNALS.

SO I CAME UP WITH, LIKE,
THIS LITTLE SYSTEM, RIGHT?

WHERE IT'S SORT OF LIKE THE
SYMBOLS ON THE ROAD SIGNS,

WHERE THE FIRST TIME YOU SEE
THEM, YOU UNDERSTAND THEM.

MMM-HMM. LIKE, UH...

FOLLOW ME? UH-HUH.

OR, UH...

WATCH YOUR STEP? RIGHT.

OR...

LOOK RIGHT? LOOK LEFT?

STOP?

TRY THIS ONE.

MARK YOUR TERRITORY?

UH, NO, SIR. NO, UM, UH...

SHAKE A LEG? HURRY UP?

[chuckling] YES, MA'AM.

WOULD YOU EXCUSE
US, MR. ROBERTS?

UH, DID I DO
SOMETHING WRONG, SIR?

NO. I'D JUST LIKE TO SPEAK
TO THE LIEUTENANT IN PRIVATE.

OH. UH, SORRY. YES, SIR.

UM, I'LL... UH, I'M ON MY WAY.

WHAT'S UP?

LAMM WAS HARASSING DIANE.

SHE COMPLAINED TO
COMMANDER HOLBARTH.

WHY DIDN'T THE COMMANDER
SAY ANYTHING WHEN YOU
QUESTIONED HIM?

THAT'S WHAT KRENNICK'S
GOING TO FIND OUT.

I KNEW SOMETHING WASN'T RIGHT

WHEN LAMM SAID SCHONKE TOLD
HIM THAT SHE WAS BEING STALKED.

BECAUSE HE WAS THE STALKER.

HE LEFT THE SHIP, YOU KNOW.

WHAT?

HE WENT ASHORE
TO GRAB SOME LUNCH.

HE'LL BE BACK AT 1400
TO STAND HIS WATCH.

[Meg] HARM, DON'T DO IT!

[Harm] HE MAY BE FLEEING!

IF HE IS, WE'LL GET A WARRANT.

HARM!

[door closing]

[people chattering]

[door opening]

[man] SO THEN I EXPLAINED IT TO
HIM AND HE STILL DIDN'T GET IT.

♪ [country music
playing on stereo]

[door chime ringing]

[people chattering]

WHAT CAN I GET FOR
YOU, COMMANDER?

JUST COFFEE.

MAY I HELP YOU, SIR?

YOU'RE ONE OF THE JAG OFFICERS
INVESTIGATING THE MURDER,

AREN'T YOU?

SHE DIDN'T DESERVE
TO DIE LIKE THAT.

SHE DIDN'T DESERVE
TO DIE AT ALL.

UH, NO.

OF COURSE NOT.

THAT WAS A STUPID
THING FOR ME TO SAY.

DAMN STUPID.

[clearing throat] WELL,

-IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME, SIR,
I HAVE A WATCH TO...
-SIT DOWN, LIEUTENANT.

[clearing throat]

WHY DID YOU RUN AFTER
DIANE AT 4:00 IN THE MORNING?

IT'S IN MY STATEMENT.

I DIDN'T THINK SHE'D
LEAVE THE SHIP SO SOON
AFTER GOING OFF MIDWATCH.

WE'D HAD A DATE
FOR SATURDAY NIGHT

AND I DIDN'T HAVE HER
SHORE PHONE NUMBER.

WHAT A COINCIDENCE. DIANE AND
I HAD A DATE ON SATURDAY NIGHT.

YOU KNEW HER?

SO HOW COULD YOU HAVE
A DATE WITH HER WHEN I DID,

MR. LAMM?

I, UH...

I... I... I DIDN'T.
I WAS HOPING TO GET ONE.

SO YOU LIED IN YOUR STATEMENT?

HEY, I DIDN'T KILL HER.

YOU STALKED HER.

THAT WASN'T ME! I WAS
THE ONE WHO TOLD THE INQUIRY
SHE WAS BEING STALKED.

YEAH, YOU WERE THE ONE
WHO TOLD THE INQUIRY YOU
HAD A DATE WITH HER, TOO.

IT WAS SOMEBODY ELSE, I SWEAR.

YOU SEXUALLY HARASSED
HER, DIDN'T YOU?

I MAY HAVE TOLD A FEW
OFF-COLOR JOKES, BUT I...

AND WHEN SHE REPORTED
YOU TO THE X.O...

-WHAT?
-YOU STARTED STALKING HER.

NO!

YOU LYING SON OF A BITCH!

[crowd exclaiming]

LAMM, NO, NO!

HE KILLED DIANE!

IF HE DID, THIS ISN'T
GONNA PROVE IT, SIR!

[Bannon] THIS IS JUST GONNA
GET YOU COURT-MARTIALED!

CONSIDER YOURSELF RESTRICTED
TO THE SHIP, LIEUTENANT.

ESCORT HIM BACK ON BOARD, CHIEF.

AYE, SIR.

AND THEN REPORT MY
ASSAULT TO THE X.O.

WHAT ASSAULT, SIR?

I DIDN'T KILL DIANE,

BUT I CAN UNDERSTAND HOW
SOMEONE IN LOVE WITH HER FEELS.

LET'S GO, CHIEF.

[door opening]

[door closing]

OK, THEN. OK, COMMANDER.

MA'AM.

-MA'AM.
-SAILOR.

[door chime ringing]

I GUESS THE WORD'S OUT?

DID YOU THINK SLUGGING A JUNIOR
OFFICER IN A CROWDED HASH HOUSE

WOULD GO UNNOTICED?

IT'LL HEADLINE THE NEXT
ISSUE OF THE NAVY TIMES.

"JAG OFFICER ASSAULTS
SUSPECT IN CARRIER MURDER."

IS TURQUE CHARGING LAMM?

HE DIDN'T HAVE THE
EVIDENCE TO WARRANT IT.

HE HARASSED HER, HE STALKED HER,

AND HE CHASED AFTER HER
THE NIGHT SHE WAS MURDERED.

[sighing] THE VICTIM TOLD
COMMANDER HOLBARTH

THAT SHE THOUGHT LIEUTENANT
LAMM MIGHT HARASS HER.

LIEUTENANT WILLIAMS SAID
THE VICTIM DIDN'T KNOW WHO WAS
STALKING...

STOP CALLING HER "THE VICTIM."

AND LIEUTENANT LAMM HAD
A REASONABLE EXPLANATION

FOR RUNNING AFTER
HER ON THE PIER.

HE LIED ABOUT THAT.

LIKE YOU LIED ABOUT
SLEEPING WITH HER?

DAMN IT, KRENNICK!

WATCH IT, COMMANDER!

IF I WERE YOU,
I'D TOUGHEN MY HIDE.

OTHERWISE, YOU'RE GOING
TO LOOK LIKE A FOOL
ON THE WITNESS STAND.

WHAT WITNESS STAND?

THE ONE LAMM'S DEFENSE ATTORNEYS
ARE GOING TO STICK YOU ON

IF WE CHARGE HIM WITH MURDER.

YOU'RE HIS MARK FUHRMAN.

NO SMOKING!

STUFF IT.

YOU'LL HAVE TO
STAND CAPTAIN'S MAST.

AND HE SAID HE WASN'T
GONNA FILE A COMPLAINT.

-HE ISN'T.
-I AM.

DAMAGE CONTROL.

I NEED TO DISASSOCIATE
MYSELF FROM YOU.

A CAPTAIN'S MAST
COULD END MY CAREER.

BETTER YOURS THAN MINE.

YOU MEANT THAT.

I'M NOT GONNA THROW
AWAY MY CAREER

BECAUSE YOU'RE PINING OVER
YOUR ACADEMY SWEETHEART.

YOU'RE JEALOUS!

OF A DEAD WOMAN?
I DON'T THINK SO.

BESIDES,
YOU'VE MADE IT PERFECTLY CLEAR
THAT WE HAVE NO PERSONAL FUTURE.

HEY, ALISON, DON'T DO THIS.

[sighing] IF I DON'T REPORT YOU,
AGENT TURQUE WILL MAKE SURE

THAT THE SEAHAWK'SSKIPPER
DOES WHEN HE RETURNS ON MONDAY.

THAT'LL GIVE ME 36 HOURS

TO PROVE LAMM KILLED DIANE.

YOU'LL NEED A CONFESSION.

I'LL GET IT.

JUST DON'T BEAT IT OUT OF HIM.

SO TELL ME,

WHAT WAS SHE LIKE, SARAH?

DIANE ALWAYS LISTENED
WHEN YOU TALKED.

[seagulls cawing] THAT'S UNUSUAL
FOR SOMEONE BEAUTIFUL.

[Meg laughing] YOU DON'T THINK
BEAUTIFUL WOMEN LISTEN?

NOT MOST. THEY DON'T HAVE TO.

BUT DIANE DID.

INTENSELY. I MEAN, IF YOU WERE
TALKING TO DIANE IN A CROWD,

IT WAS AS IF THE TWO
OF YOU WERE ALONE.

WE HAD LIBERTY IN NAPLES
BEFORE SAILING HOME.

TOURED POMPEII

[Sarah] AND
OVERNIGHTED IN CAPRI.

ONE OF THOSE WEEKENDS YOU HAVE
TO BE RICH OR IN
THE NAVY TO GET.

[bell ringing]

[Meg] WAS SHE WRITING A NOVEL?

YOU FOUND IT.

IN THE COMPUTER.

WHAT LITTLE OF
IT I READ, I LIKED.

HER HERO'S HARM.

SHE USES A DIFFERENT
NAME, BUT IT'S HIM.

IS IT?

I DIDN'T READ
ENOUGH OF IT TO TELL.

DIANE WAS IN LOVE WITH HIM.

DID SHE SAY THAT?

NO, BUT IT WAS OBVIOUS.

SHE KEPT ALL HIS LETTERS.

HER LOCKBOX WAS FULL OF THEM.

[lockbox closing]

IT'S EMPTY NOW.

I GUESS THEY TOOK THEM WHEN
THEY SEARCHED HER THINGS.

[man breathing heavily]

[man gasping]

HELLO?

HELLO? IS SOMEBODY THERE?

[man breathing heavily]

HELLO?

HELLO?

HELLO?

[Cahill] SECURITY.
GUNNERY SERGEANT CAHILL.

THANK GOD! GUNNERY SERGEANT,
THIS IS COMMANDER KRENNICK.

[man breathing heavily]
I'M DISORIENTED.

I'M ON THE 03 LEVEL
AT BULKHEAD 341.

I NEED TO GET TO FEMALE
OFFICERS' COUNTRY.

[Cahill] YOU HAVE TO GO
DOWN TO GO UP, MA'AM.

[man breathing heavily]
I HAVE TO GO DOWN TO GO UP?
THAT... THAT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE.

YOUR PASSAGEWAY DOESN'T GO
THROUGH ON THE 03 LEVEL, MA'AM.

YOU NEED TO GO AFT
TO BULKHEAD 348 TACK-S
DOWN TO THE 04 LEVEL,

THEN BACK FORWARD TO THE
LADDER AT BULKHEAD 340 TACK-S.

WHICH WAY... WHICH WAY IS AFT?

THE BULKHEAD NUMBERS
GO UP AS YOU GO AFT.

THANK YOU, GUNNERY SERGEANT.

[sighing]

[metal clanking]

[panting]

OK. 348 TACK-S.

WHERE THE HELL AM I?

OK. 347.

344.

[man breathing heavily]

[sighing] DAMN!

345.

[Krennick] OK.

OK, 342.

YES!

[grunting]

[metallic clanking]

[grunting]

[screaming]

[gasping]

ARE YOU OK, MA'AM? NO!
SOMEBODY'S AFTER ME!

[panting]

[footsteps approaching]

I DIDN'T FIND ANYONE, MA'AM.

WELL, HE WAS THERE
JUST A SECOND AGO!

I CAN HAVE THE
AREA SWEPT, MA'AM,

BUT IF SOMEONE WAS DOWN
THERE, HE'S GONE BY NOW.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN, "IF"?

SOMEBODY WAS AFTER ME.

YES, MA'AM.
IF YOU SAY SO, MA'AM.

[exhaling deeply]

[Holbarth on radio]
LIEUTENANT LAMM,

YOUR PRESENCE IS
REQUESTED ON THE BRIDGE.

LIEUTENANT LAMM
TO THE BRIDGE, ASAP.

WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL THE
COMMANDER THE HATCH WAS CLOSED?

NO EXCUSE, SIR.

I ONLY REALIZED IT WAS SECURED
AFTER THE COMMANDER HUNG UP,

SO I RAN DOWN TO OPEN IT.

DID YOU SEE THE STALKER?

NO, SIR.

I ONLY SEARCHED THE 04 LEVEL FOR
A FEW MINUTES AND IT WAS DARK.

HE KILLED THE LIGHTS.

NO, I... I'M AFRAID WE
DID THAT, COMMANDER.

WITH ONLY A SKELETON
CREW ON BOARD,

ENGINEERING IS SHUTTING
DOWN ALL NON-ESSENTIAL POWER.

THAT'LL BE ALL, GUNNY.

AYE, SIR.

WHAT WERE YOU DOING IN
ENGINEERING, COMMANDER?

TRYING TO FIND MY QUARTERS.

IN ENGINEERING?

I GOT LOST.

THIS ISN'T A SHIP. IT'S A MAZE.

IF IT'S ANY CONSOLATION,
COMMANDER,
WE ALL GET LOST SOONER OR LATER.

YOU SURE YOU DIDN'T IMAGINE
LIEUTENANT LAMM STALKING YOU?

I AM NOT AFRAID OF THE DARK,

NOR DO I HAVE AN
OVERACTIVE IMAGINATION.

WHY DO YOU DOUBT ME?

LIEUTENANT LAMM DOESN'T
STRIKE ME AS BEING STUPID.

HE KNOWS HE'S MY
NUMBER ONE SUSPECT.

ESPECIALLY AFTER COMMANDER
RABB'S LITTLE TETE-A-TETE.

WHY WOULD HE BE STALKING YOU?

MAYBE HE CAN'T HELP HIMSELF.

[Sarah gasping]

UH, I'M SORRY. I DIDN'T
MEAN TO FRIGHTEN YOU.

NOT YOUR FAULT, SIR.

I'M A LITTLE EDGY.

WELL, IT'S UNDERSTANDABLE.

IT'S KIND OF SPOOKY ON
A CARRIER WITH A SKELETON CREW.

DIANE SAID YOU WERE
A CHRONIC PUNSTER.

GUILTY.

JUST DIDN'T THINK I'D
BE DOING IT SO SOON.

[Cahill] GANGWAY!

SORRY, SIR. MA'AM.

WHAT'S GOING ON,
GUNNERY SERGEANT?

SOMEONE WAS STALKING
COMMANDER KRENNICK, SIR.

SHE BELIEVES IT WAS
LIEUTENANT LAMM,

AND HE HASN'T BEEN SEEN SINCE
REPORTING BACK TO THE SHIP, SIR.

DID YOU CHECK HIS QUARTERS?
ON MY WAY THERE NOW, SIR.

[pounding on door]

[Cahill] LIEUTENANT LAMM, SIR!

[banging on door]
LIEUTENANT LAMM!

[yells]

[man] ALL RIGHT, LOWER AWAY.

[Krennick] LAMM WASN'T
AS SMART AS YOU THOUGHT.

WE HAD NOTHING BUT
CIRCUMSTANTIAL EVIDENCE.

A GOOD LAWYER COULD
HAVE GOT HIM OFF.

YEAH, WELL, I WISH HE
HADN'T USED A COMPUTER.

[workers chattering]

IT'S ALWAYS NICE TO
HAVE THE SUICIDE NOTE

IN THE SHOOTER'S HANDWRITING.

YOU DON'T THINK HE WROTE IT?

I DIDN'T SAY THAT.

BUT I'M NOT GONNA LET FORENSICS
TAKE THIS ONE FOR GRANTED.

I HAD YOU ALL WRONG.

HOW'S THAT?

I THOUGHT YOU WERE JUST
ANOTHER NAVY RENT-A-COP,

MORE CONCERNED WITH CONTROL
THAN WITH SOLVING THE MURDER.

YEAH?

AND I THOUGHT YOU WERE JUST
ANOTHER HOTSHOT FEMALE LAWYER

WHO THOUGHT HER
SWEAT DIDN'T STINK.

IT DOESN'T.

SIR. MA'AM.

HAVE YOU SEEN AGENT TURQUE?

HE'S ON THE PIER.

WELL, THE MEDICAL EXAMINER
FAXED OVER MORE AUTOPSY DETAILS

FOR AGENT TURQUE.

CAN I SEE THEM? AH! SORRY, SIR.

AGENT TURQUE INSTRUCTED ME THAT
THESE WERE FOR HIS EYES ONLY.

IN FACT, HIS EXACT WORDS WERE,

"DON'T HAND ANY FAXES
OVER TO COMMANDER RABB."

I SEE.

FAX FOR YOU, SIR.

YOU RECALL MY ORDER, ENSIGN?

YES, SIR. VERBATIM.

COMMANDER, THE X.O. ASKED IF YOU
COULD JOIN HIM ON THE BRIDGE.

[ship's horn blowing]

ADMIRAL CHEGWIDDEN WANTS
YOU TO REPORT TO HIS OFFICE

TOMORROW AT 0800.

0800. AYE, MA'AM.

LIEUTENANT, YOU ARE TO
REMAIN HERE TO ASSIST ME.

AYE, MA'AM.

ANYTHING INTERESTING?

MORE FORENSIC DATA
FROM THE MEDICAL EXAMINER.

BUT YOU KNEW THAT.

YOU KNOW, MEG,

MR. ROBERTS HAS THE MAKINGS
OF A FINE NAVAL OFFICER.

OR A CRIMINAL LAWYER.

WELL, I GUESS YOU CAN RELAX
NOW, COMMANDER KRENNICK.

HMM! HARDLY.

I THOUGHT LIEUTENANT
LAMM'S CONFESSION

WOULD WRAP UP
THE INVESTIGATIONS.

IT SHORTENS THE MURDER INQUIRY,

BUT I STILL HAVE TO CONDUCT
A SUICIDE INVESTIGATION.

ISN'T THAT JUST PRO FORMA?

NOTHING IN THE NAVY IS
PRO FORMA,COMMANDER.

YOU KNOW THAT.

I GUESS SO.

IF YOU WANT TO KNOW IF
LAMM'S CONFESSION AND SUICIDE

GETS YOU OFF THE HOOK FOR NOT
REPORTING A POSSIBLE SEXUAL
HARASSMENT

AMONG YOUR JUNIOR OFFICERS...

WELL, THAT WASN'T
WHAT I WAS ASKING.

THE ANSWER IS NO.

I DON'T INTEND TO
PUT IT IN MY REPORT,

BUT IT'S ALREADY IN
LIEUTENANT WILLIAMS' STATEMENT.

I CAN'T SWEAR THAT SOMEONE
WON'T READ IT AND CHARGE YOU.

I CAN ONLY SAY IT WON'T BE ME.

THANK YOU, COMMANDER.

YOU MUST THINK
I'M RATHER CALLOUS.

2 OF MY OFFICERS ARE DEAD,

AND I'M WORRIED ABOUT
HOW IT'LL AFFECT MY CAREER.

ON THE CONTRARY, COMMANDER,

I FIND IT REFRESHINGLY HONEST.

I WROTE HER A POEM
FOR OUR COMMISSIONING.

SILLY THING ABOUT
THE SEA AND THE SUN.

SHE KEPT IT IN HER COPY
OF THE NAVY OFFICER'S GUIDE.

I HAVE A PRESSED FLOWER IN MINE.

YOU DON'T HAVE
TO READ THAT, HARM.

NOT NOW. IT'S JUST THE FORENSICS
OF WHAT WE ALREADY KNOW.

DON'T TAINT YOUR MEMORIES
WITH AN AUTOPSY REPORT.

WHAT IF HE DIDN'T DO IT?

KILL HER? OR COMMIT SUICIDE?

BOTH.

AND HIS SUICIDE
IS SO CONVENIENT.

NOT FOR HIM.

AND WHY WAS HE
STALKING KRENNICK?

HE WAS A RAPIST, HARM.

EVERYTHING THEY DO DEFIES LOGIC.

IT DOESN'T FEEL RIGHT.

I'LL READ IT.

AS IF I WERE OLIVER STONE.

I'LL BE IN MY QUARTERS.

I'M GONNA GRAB A SHOWER
BEFORE HEADING TO WASHINGTON.

IS IT CAPTAIN'S MAST?

PROBABLY.

I DIDN'T THINK SHE'D CHARGE YOU.

OH, THE ADMIRAL'S A FAIR MAN.

[door closing]

[sighing]

[toilet flushing]

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU
DOING IN MY QUARTERS?

I, UH,

WANTED TO RETURN
THOSE LETTERS TO YOU,

PRIVATELY.

I HOPE YOU DON'T
MIND I USED YOUR HEAD.

I MIND. WHERE'D YOU GET THESE?

SCHONKE'S LOCKBOX.

YOU KNOW,

EITHER YOU'RE A
VERY PROLIFIC WRITER,

OR SHE SAVED EVERY SINGLE
LETTER YOU EVER SENT TO HER.

YOU READ THEM.

PART OF THE JOB, RABB.

OH, YEAH. THE GOOD PART.

HEY, LOOK.

I SHOULDN'T EVEN BE
TURNING THOSE OVER TO YOU.

TECHNICALLY,

THEY BELONG TO HER NEXT OF KIN.

THEN WHY ARE YOU?

BECAUSE WE, UH,

MET LIKE A COUPLE OF
JUNKYARD DOGS IN A POUND.

I'D LIKE TO THINK WE
COULD PART LIKE MEN.

BY THE WAY, FOR WHAT IT'S WORTH,

IF IT WAS ME,

I'D HAVE SLUGGED HIM, TOO.

[metal rattling]

[gasping]

[man breathing heavily]

[gasping]

[banging on door]

[Meg] COMMANDER?

[exclaiming]

HARM?

YEAH?

COME IN!

[door closing]

[Meg] ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

YEAH. I, UH...

I MUST HAVE FALLEN
ASLEEP. WHAT IS IT?

THE AUTOPSY REPORT.

HER BODY WAS MOVED.

MOVED?

THE LIVIDITY IN
HER BODY INDICATES

THAT SHE LAY CURLED IN A
FETAL POSITION ON HER RIGHT SIDE

FOR AN HOUR OR 2
AFTER HER DEATH.

SHE WAS THEN MOVED
BEHIND THE WHEEL OF HER CAR.

THE LIBERTY LOG SAYS THAT LAMM
WAS OFF THE SHIP FOR ONLY HALF
AN HOUR.

HE COULDN'T HAVE DONE IT.

YES, HE COULD.

LAMM LEFT THE
SEAHAWKAGAIN AT 0630.

HE COULD HAVE MURDERED DIANE,
PUT HER IN HIS TRUNK,
GONE BACK TO THE SHIP,

AND RETURNED 2 HOURS LATER
TO PUT HER BEHIND THE WHEEL.

THE ONLY QUESTION IS,
WHY WOULD HE DO THAT?

ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THIS?

IT'S IN THE REPORT.

TURQUE WAS WAITING FOR ME
BACK HERE AFTER I LEFT YOU.

HE MUST HAVE READ
THE AUTOPSY REPORT.

WHY ISN'T HE RAISING THE
SAME QUESTIONS WE ARE?

HE WAS SEARCHING MY QUARTERS.

FOR WHAT?

EVIDENCE LINKING
ME TO LAMM'S MURDER.

MURDER? HE COMMITTED SUICIDE.

I DON'T THINK SO, MEG. AND
NEITHER DOES AGENT TURQUE.

HE BELIEVES I KILLED LAMM TO
PUT AN END TO THE INVESTIGATION.

HARM, WHY WOULD HE SUSPECT YOU?

IF LAMM MURDERING DIANE
AND MOVING HER LATER DOESN'T
MAKE SENSE,

WHAT DOES?

DIANE MEETING SOMEONE
OUTSIDE OF PORT

WHO MURDERED HER AND
BROUGHT HER BACK HERE.

TURQUE KNOWS DIANE
WAS DRIVING TO WASHINGTON TO
MEET YOU THAT MORNING.

UH-HUH.

HE THINKS I KILLED
DIANE AND LAMM.

I BETTER GET GOING IF I'M GONNA
REPORT TO THE ADMIRAL BY 0800.

I NEED YOU

TO CHECK WITH THE MARINES THAT
WORKED THE GATE THE NIGHT OF
THE MURDER.

IT'S A LONG SHOT,

BUT IF DIANE LEFT WITH
SOMEONE AT THAT HOUR,

ONE OF THEM MIGHT RECALL IT.

[taps squeaking]

[water running]

YOU'D BETTER GET GOING,

UNLESS YOU WANT TO
JOIN ME IN THE SHOWER.

WHAT IF YOU DON'T COME BACK?

I'LL COME BACK.

OH.

HEY, CHIEF,
YOU THINK WE CAN GET THE COOK TO
MAKE US SOME OF THAT MOCHA MINT?

[footsteps approaching]

WHAT DID YOU TWO DO
TO CATCH THE MIDWATCH?

LOW MAN ON THE TOTEM POLE, SIR.

JUST UNLUCKY, SIR.

HUH. I DON'T BELIEVE
THAT FOR A MINUTE.

PERMISSION TO LEAVE THE SHIP?

VERY WELL, SIR.

[cars approaching]

[brakes screeching]

WHERE ARE YOU GOING, COMMANDER?

I'M GOING TO WASHINGTON.
I'VE BEEN ORDERED TO REPORT
TO MY C.O.

I'M GONNA HAVE TO
COUNTERMAND THAT ORDER.

WELL,
I DON'T THINK ADMIRAL CHEGWIDDEN
WOULD APPRECIATE THAT, SIR.

I'M AFRAID HE HAS NO CHOICE.

I'M ARRESTING YOU FOR THE MURDER
OF LIEUTENANT DIANE SCHONKE.

I DIDN'T MURDER DIANE.

THEN WHY WERE YOUR FINGERPRINTS
ALL OVER THE MURDER WEAPON

THE DIVERS FOUND THIS AFTERNOON?

YOU HAVE THE RIGHT
TO REMAIN SILENT.

YOU HAVE THE RIGHT
TO AN ATTORNEY.

OH, HELL, YOU'RE A LAWYER.
YOU KNOW YOUR RIGHTS.