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[panting]

[horse nickering]

[haunting echoing sounds]

[panting]

[grunting]

[grunting, whimpering]

[horse neighs]

[exclaims]

[grunting]

[both grunting]

[theme song playing]

[Turner] She's been gone for a week now.

I still can't believe it.

One minute, she's fine.

Next minute, she's dead by the side of the road.

How have you been getting around?

Jogging.

More fun when the weather's warmer.

Treat yourself, you know?

Spring for a rental.

Ah, the car was 18 years old.

All right, then get a new one.

She meant a lot to me, Colonel.

It's like losing a dog.

Well, I understand the level

of your grief, Commander,

but maybe it's time to move on.

I'm considering a Buick.

Okay.

You look a little tired today, Colonel.

You all right?

Uh, had a rough night, a weird dream.

Scary weird, or

naked-in-front-of-the-Marine -Corps-band weird?

Commander, I learn something new about you every day.

[Chegwidden] Colonel, Commander.

How's it coming

with our nuclear disarmament pact with the Russian navy?

We've drawn up a memorandum of understanding, sir.

It'll set the ground rules

for dismantling their nuclear weapons.

We're just waiting for the navy's

expert on Russian nukes.

-Who's your expert? -Commander Lara Aikin, sir.

PhD. in nuclear physics from Harvard.

She's assigned to the Defense Threat Reduction Agency.

She's a weapons counter.

Keeps track of the Russian arsenal.

Hmm. Carry on.

[reporter over TV] As our nation goes to war against an enemy

hidden underground, this week saw

an American casualty in the Persian Gulf.

It occurred not on the front lines

but during a seemingly routine

helicopter resupply mission at sea.

Airman J. Lurie of Trenton, New Jersey

was airlifted to a medical center in Naples

after he was severely injured

during a vertical replenishment mission.

And the incident is now under investigation

aboard the USSPatrick Henry .

[radio chatter]

Welcome aboard, Commander. This way, sir.

JAG on the bridge.

Commander Rabb, reporting as ordered, sir.

Stand easy, Commander.

Last I saw you, you looked like a prune.

-Well, sir, I felt like one. -[chuckles]

Captain, I, uh, I never got the opportunity, sir,

to thank you for saving my life.

Oh, I didn't save it, Commander, the SAR crew did.

Yeah, I believe you had a little something to do with it, sir.

[clears throat] On this mishap investigation,

you've read Lieutenant Yuen's preliminary report?

The one that holds me responsible for the incident?

-I have, Captain. -What do you think?

I have no opinion as of yet, sir.

Answered like a lawyer.

Well, that's what I am, sir.

Except when you're dumping my F-14s into the drink.

Skipper, as you know, COMNAVAIRLANT has taken over

as the convening authority.

It's standard protocol to avoid any issues

of command influence.

Since he's under your command,

Lieutenant Yuen's preliminary report

will be considered null and void, sir.

The lieutenant's a good lawyer, Rabb.

I've watched him litigate, sir.

Well, you do what you have to, Commander.

I'll make myself available when you need to interview me.

-Yes, sir. -I don't expect any favors.

No, sir.

[Turner] You're right about Tiner's coffee,

tastes like battery acid.

[MacKenzie] You should have tried it before he knew

-the pot required a filter. -The only sticking point

on this arms agreement with the Russians

is this "prior notice" clause.

Twenty-four hours notice before all on-site inspections.

Who gives the permission?

Is it going to be the Russian government

or the Russian navy?

We need Commander Aikin for that.

Where is she?

I'm sure she's got a good reason for being late.

[sighs] Yeah, well, she's been early every other time.

It's already 11:18.

How do you do that, Colonel?

Do what?

Know the precise time without looking at your watch.

Internal clock, I guess.

Then why wear a watch?

It usually saves me from having to answer, "How do you do that?"

I'm going to try her cell, again.

-[cup clatters] -Oh. Shoot.

[horse neighs]

-Let's go. -Where?

Her apartment.

[knocking on door]

Commander Aikin?

Commander Aikin, are you there? It's Colonel MacKenzie.

[sighs]

Want to give it a shot?

Sure.

Hello?

Hello, ma'am. I'm Commander Sturgis Turner.

This is Lieutenant Colonel Sarah MacKenzie.

We're lawyers from the JAG Corps.

We're looking for Commander Aikin.

Do you know her?

She's my neighbor. Of course I know her.

The commander was to meet us this morning, but never showed.

That's not like Lara. She's very responsible.

Perhaps she's ill.

She's not answering her telephone, either.

I saw her last night.

She was very upset about some harassing phone calls.

She said she needed to get out of the house.

So, she went for a jog in the park.

What time was that, ma'am?

Around 10:00.

And what time did she return?

I-I don't know. I-I was asleep by then.

Thank you, ma'am. Thank you very much.

You're welcome.

Mm...

[chatter from TV]

You going to let me in on where we're going, Colonel?

Jogging.

[plane engine roaring]

[Rabb] Lieutenant Yuen.

Good to see you again, Commander.

You, too, Lieutenant.

I know you're in charge of the investigation now, sir.

I have the files from my interviews ready.

Well, I appreciate that, Lieutenant,

but I'll be starting at the beginning.

Are you disputing my facts, sir?

I don't know your facts, Lieutenant.

Then it's my judgment?

Look, Lieutenant, you're prepared to bring charges

against a ship's captain in a time of war.

I'm sure you haven't taken it lightly.

I called it as I saw it, sir.

You're a fine lawyer, Lieutenant,

but you lack experience.

I believe I can make myself useful, sir.

Good.

Get a copy of the PLAT tape, meet me in the ready room.

Thank you.

[Turner] What are we supposed to find here, Colonel?

I don't know.

If you have concerns about Commander Aikin,

we should call the police.

It's hard to explain, but I...

[sighs] The-The dream I had...

Yes?

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

Uh, no, y-you're right. Let's...

Let's go back.

You're confusing me, Colonel.

She went that way.

-Well, how do you know? -I just do.

She took a short cut to escape.

She was being pursued.

Are you claiming

some parapsychological talent here, Colonel?

I have had visions.

What?

Look, I know it sounds crazy, Commander,

but I have a little sister,

sh-she was lost in the woods.

I-I saw where she was.

When Harm was lost at sea, the same thing happened.

I take it this is your way of telling me that

you think Commander Aikin is in danger.

Maybe worse.

I had a nightmare last night.

And you saw her murder?

-My own. -I see.

Uh, so how did you make this leap to Commander Aikin?

I don't know.

Colonel, we should call the police.

And say what, Commander?

First, I had a bad dream, and then an old woman says something,

and now I'm having feelings that I can't explain?

That is one conversation I would like to hear, yes.

[screams]

Look, Colonel, I can see finding people

who you know and care about.

There's a... there's a certain intuitive understanding

we have about those who mean something to us.

But you hardly know Commander Aikin.

So, why would you be drawn into her world?

And-And don't tell me you don't know,

because there's only so much of this

psychic hokum I can stand.

[phone ringing]

Huh?

[panting]

[sighs]

This is getting us nowhere, Colonel.

[ghostly moaning]

Now what?

She tried to get to the road.

The hill was too steep.

[screaming]

[panting and yelping]

[police radio chatter]

We put the attack between 10:00 and midnight last night.

I'd say just after 10:30.

We interviewed Commander Aikin's neighbor earlier.

She saw her leave her apartment. Gave us an idea of the time.

She almost made it to the road.

Fifty feet from freedom. She could see it.

Yeah. Bad idea, a girl running at night.

She wasn't a girl. She was a naval officer.

Sailors get mugged all the time, Colonel.

This wasn't a random attack.

How do you know that?

A hunch.

I understand you roused a homeless man.

He didn't do it.

Well, I'm still going to have my people canvass the area.

How big an area?

Five-block radius.

[sighing]

Start here.

There's a pay phone on the corner.

[sighs]

[man] Bam! Yeah, baby!

[laughs] Gentlemen, I think the bridge is out.

Wait, okay, check this one out. It's mine.

And...

Yeah, baby! Yeah!

Take that tank to the chop-shop.

[laughing]

Commander, can you believe we get paid for doing this?

[Yuen] Commander Rabb, when you're ready...

[chattering and cheering]

[Yuen] The movement of the blades through the air

picks up a static electric charge

that's transferred to the helo and the load.

As it comes down,

it's looking to ground on something

or someone.

Yeah, I've been on a carrier before, Lieutenant.

Yes, sir.

Well, then you know the way to avoid a mishap

is for the Blue Shirt on the deck

to discharge the cargo load with a grounding pole.

Looks like maybe that didn't happen.

That's when Airman Lurie was injured.

He had a broken leg, a concussion,

and third-degree burns.

The airman was airlifted to Naples.

He's traumatized, doesn't remember the incident.

[laughter]

There's not a hell of a lot on that tape, is there, Lieutenant?

No, sir, but there's not much doubt about what happened.

You blame Captain Ingles?

I interviewed the men,

and there are questions about the captain's judgment, sir.

I think we should consider

Article 32 hearings on the enlisted men.

We'll see what develops on the C.O.

I'm going to re-interview the enlisted personnel, Lieutenant.

I'll ask the questions.

You'll listen.

[chattering] [laughing]

Next time I go to the track, Colonel, give me your number.

You were dead on.

We grabbed our guy at that phone booth you sent us to.

Yeah? Who is he?

Name's Yuri Lentov.

Works sometimes as a gypsy cab diver.

Mostly hangs out in the park

at the chess tables with a bunch from the old country.

-Your suspect is a Russian? -Uh-huh.

Commander Aikin worked as a weapons counter.

Her area of expertise

was the Russian nuclear weapons arsenal.

Yeah, I don't think our guy's in the spy trade, Commander.

That corner we found him on? It's a heroin mini-mart.

The guy had a wad of cash, small bills.

There he is.

I don't know how you did it, Colonel, but nice work.

He's not our man.

What are you talking about?

You're the one who led us to this guy, Colonel.

He had Commander Aikin's fanny pack,

wallet, and credit cards stuffed in his jacket.

There's just something wrong here.

-What? -I don't know.

There's a... there's a connection with...

There's a connection with horses I can't explain.

[chuckling] How the hell do you know that?

-I just do. -What?

Is it through this "ouija thing" you've got going?

If that's what you want to call it.

[sighing] Well, for what it's worth,

I don't think our guy's exactly the equestrian type.

[MacKenzie sighs]

Why don't you just let us take it from here, Colonel?

Look at this.

It's a request for transfer

from Commander Aikin's assignment

at the Defense Threat Reduction Agency.

She never had a chance to submit that.

We recovered that from her fanny pack.

Looks like she was going to drop it in a mailbox. So?

We interviewed her three times as part of a project

we were working on.

She never mentioned wanting to leave.

It's an anomaly.

Doesn't fit.

The commander doesn't like loose ends.

We all have our "thing."

[MacKenzie] Mr. Dietz, as Deputy Director

of the Defense Threat Reduction Agency,

you were Commander Aikin's boss.

Is that right?

Our agency employs a number of military experts

to monitor nuclear stockpiles overseas.

[Turner] We know you have experience yourself, sir.

My last command.

Ninety-first Space Wing, Minot Air Force Base.

We won the Air Force Space Command's Best Missile Wing.

Russia was Commander Aikin's area of expertise, sir?

The Russian navy, specifically.

She was overseeing the dismantling of their sub fleet.

Keeping track of the number of nukes

that had been disassembled and the numbers still on-line.

Was the commander involved in any

sensitive investigations at the time of her death?

Hm... None that I know of.

As a matter of fact,

she just got back from a routine inspection.

We spoke to your secretary when we came in.

She mentioned the commander had left you a message.

She had something urgent to discuss.

Do you know what that was about, sir?

I know as much as you do.

The commander was a marvelous person.

Gifted.

And we'll all miss her very much.

She, uh...

apparently didn't feel the same way.

Do you know about this?

-No. -So, you have no idea

why she might've requested a transfer?

I know she wanted to be closer to the action.

Since we're at war, they all do.

Maybe that's what she wanted to talk about so urgently.

She cited a work environment

that was "incompatible with her principles."

Do you know anything about that?

Not a clue.

In fact, I'm shocked.

[horse whinnying]

[hooves clopping]

[horse whinnying]

[Turner] Colonel?

Uh...

Uh, we're done here.

Um, thank you, sir.

[indistinct chatter]

[radio chatter]

-Petty Officer Horton? -Sir?

This is Commander Rabb, JAG Corps.

As you were.

Scuttlebutt had it you were onboard, sir.

-It's a real pleasure. -Thank you.

A lot's changed since the last time I was here.

Yeah, well, ain't that the truth?

But now we got ourselves a regular war.

Petty Officer, I'm going to need you

to walk me through everything that happened

the night of the incident.

I'll be glad to, sir.

I was the landing signalman at the time

and I was directing the vertical replenishment.

And where were you standing?

Standing in front of the helo, sir.

Guiding it down with hand signals.

Well, what about your Blue Shirt?

Where was he at that time?

Well, Airman Gladstone had just hit

the pennant to release any static charge

prior to the load hitting the deck.

Only something went wrong, sir,

and a static electricity charge

caused the magnesium flares in the cargo net to ignite.

Magnesium burns at 2,000 degrees.

Start a fire damn near anywhere.

Yes, sir.

Well, several crates of ammo ignited,

and then that's when Airman Lurie was injured.

Did the fact that you were loading into the night

have any bearing on the accident?

No, sir. We had the required light.

Besides, we're trained.

We've replenished plenty of times at night

without things going wrong.

What about the sea state?

We had a pitching deck, sir

but we've VERTREP'd in worse seas than that.

How long had you been on duty that night?

Eighteen hours, sir.

Uh, you didn't tell me that.

You never asked, Lieutenant.

That's almost three watches, Petty Officer.

Why were you on duty so long?

We're short on trained men, Commander.

Some of the guys never loaded at night.

I see in your record book that you've recently reenlisted.

Well, yes, sir.

We got carriers in the Arabian Sea

and in the Med. Could be well on our way

to fighting a war on two fronts soon, sir.

The navy needs men to stayin.

Only now, it looks like I'm not going to be one of them.

The assailant administered a thrust that entered

the intercostal space, puncturing the pericardial sac.

She was stabbed in the heart.

What else can you tell us?

Well, the victim put up a hell of a fight.

Numerous incised wounds on her hands and her forearms.

There must be something more.

The deceased was four weeks pregnant.

[phone ringing]

[sighs] Turner.

Yes, Lieutenant.

Are you sure?

Well, good work.

That was Roberts.

Commander Aikin's phone records turned up a number.

-One she dialed repeatedly. -Who was it?

Deputy Director Morgan Dietz.

Well, she worked for him.

The calls were made to his private pager.

All of them well after business hours.

[Chegwidden] You're accusing

Deputy Director Dietz of murder?

Commander Aikin was pregnant, sir.

I think we can prove that she and the Deputy Director

were having an affair.

Having an affair doesn't mean he killed her.

-[knocking] -Enter.

Excuse me for interrupting, Admiral.

The colonel asked me to review Commander Aikin's phone records.

I've discovered a pattern

in the phone calls she's received, sir.

I've traced the numbers-- Uh, may I, Admiral?

They were all made from pay phones.

As you can see, they form a circle.

Dead center...

Deputy Director Dietz's house.

[MacKenzie] You think Dietz made the calls?

Well, the Deputy Director's schedule

is a matter of public record, ma'am.

He was out of town at the time the calls were made.

Then who made them?

[MacKenzie] Thank you for coming here, Mrs. Dietz.

I came here to keep you out of my house.

[sighs]

A series of phone calls were made

from the immediate vicinity of your house

to Commander Aikin.

What's your question?

Did you make those calls?

I let my fingers get away from me a few times.

Twenty-six times, to be exact.

My mistake.

Why did you make those calls?

I put in my time, Commander.

I lived in 17 different houses in 20 years.

Now that my husband is retired from the air force,

we finally have what we've always wanted.

He has a good job, I have a nice house.

He fell in love with her, didn't he?

-You'd have to ask him. -Did you know

Commander Aikin was pregnant with your husband's child?

I knew she was pregnant.

I have no way of knowing it was his child.

Did you threaten Commander Aikin?

I told her if she took my husband away...

it would break my heart.

I told her to let him go.

How did she respond?

She hung up on me.

Look, I'll make this easy for you.

I know why you wanted to talk to me.

I'm no killer, Colonel.

My husband Morgan's made mistakes.

Killing Commander Aikin is not one of them.

Was he with you the night of the murder?

No.

I don't know where he was.

He was working late, is all I can tell you.

Morgan Dietz doesn't have an alibi.

He was having an affair

staring down the barrel of a scandal.

He's our horseman, Commander.

Not necessarily, Colonel.

Look, I know what I saw.

Can we have a moratorium on visions

for at least an hour? C-Can we do that?

I thought you were with me on this.

[groans]

So, now what?

Sir, Commander Rabb is returning your call on line two.

You can take it in his office.

Thank you.

[sighs]

You okay, ma'am?

No, Bud, I-I'm clearly insane.

Really?

[Turner] Harm.

Buddy, I-I need your help.

Name it.

How do you deal with her?

Use a firm hand.

Are you screwing with me?

What did Mac do?

She's having visions.

She's trying to solve the case with them.

Is it working?

At making me crazy.

She's immune to logic and reason.

You can always try agreeing with her.

It throws her off stride.

Come to think of it, why am I asking you this?

You don't have any more luck with her than I do.

Hey, Sturgis...

she saved my life with those visions.

You can't get any luckier than that.

[knocking]

[Russian ballad plays]

Am I interrupting?

Uh, who are you, pretty lady?

I'm Lieutenant Singer.

I work with Commander Rabb.

Uh, he's not here now.

Hmm.

I thought you might be hungry.

Cinnamon Danish?

What's with the louvered window?

Uh, I assume it's an American tradition.

Like the mirror above the bed.

I was joking.

Right. [chuckles]

You would've made good KGB agent.

What were you looking at?

Uh...

[laughs nervously]

When I came in.

The TV was on?

Oh, uh... no TV, it was the Internet.

Uh, it was a Russian program.

It was an old song, uh...

you know, a boy, his heart is unsure

and so he loves another woman,

and he becomes more unsure, and then...

uh, they both die.

It really wasn't that interesting.

[laughs]

You have beautiful hair.

Perhaps if you didn't wear it in a fist.

It's a bun.

[clears throat]

In Russia, we wear our uniforms much looser.

[chuckles]

Apparently, you're not in Russia anymore.

Um, I'll tell my brother you came by

to check on me.

He'll be grateful.

Let's just keep that our little secret.

Yeah, Sturgis?

I want to apologize

for the, uh, things I said before, Colonel.

I'm good at making you do that.

What, saying the wrong things or apologizing?

Both.

[chuckles] You see, I-I-I...

I never feel on solid ground with you.

The-The ground always seems to be shifting.

That's because my life is an earthquake, Commander.

Have a seat. Please?

[sighs]

You see, I actually think we make a good team.

'Cause you're a little cerebral and detail-oriented

and I'm neither one of those things,

so it kind of works

in a Laurel and Hardy sort of way.

[imitating Laurel] Ooh, ooh...

Oh, I'm the fat one?

[chuckles]

Y-You know what, t-this isyour problem.

You don't do this any better with Harm.

No, no, no, that's different.

-In what way? -It just is!

There seems to be a certain tension

-with you two. -Some.

-A lot. -Look,

y-you're missing the point, Sturgis.

-Come on, Mac. -I-I've never slept with him.

-Is that the problem? -There is no problem!

Then why don't you just get over it and move on?

-It wouldn't work. -Why?

[muffled] Because I'm in love with him.

Did I say that?

[sighs]

[sighs] You have to keep that to yourself.

Okay.

I mean it, Sturgis.

So do I.

[Rabb] You were the Blue Shirt on the flight deck

the night of the incident, is that correct?

Yes, sir, I was training Airman Lurie.

I feel real bad about what happened to him.

Are you sure you discharged the pennant, Airman?

No, I'm not sure.

The deck was pitching, and it was well into the night,

so... there's a chance I missed it.

If so, I'm the one to blame.

Hmm.

What part did Airman Lurie play in all this?

Well, sir, he was having a hard time

getting a handle on things.

Like a lot of these kids, he was new to VERTREP.

I believe hastewas a factor.

That's possible, Lieutenant.

We were loading at the rate of 6,000 pounds per minute.

We had to get the carrier ready as soon as possible.

That'll be all.

Yes?

Well, what happens now, sir?

Lieutenant Yuen says

there's going to be an Article 32 hearing,

and that several of us are going to be up on charges.

That's not been decided yet.

Well, I hope it happens soon, sir.

We've got a lot of work to do, Commander.

[MacKenzie] You lied to us, Mr. Dietz.

You knew Commander Aikin was resigning, and you knew why.

-Did you know she was pregnant? -Yes.

And your career couldn't handle the public embarrassment?

I didn't kill her, Colonel.

You lied to us before, sir.

I misled Lara.

I let her believe I was planning to leave my wife.

I did it because I loved her.

Sir, we have the evidence of your affair.

Your secretary told us Lara left an urgent message for you

right before she died.

You had reason to be worried about a scandal.

If it was a crime of passion,

an argument in the park that got out of control,

it's better you admit it now.

I did not kill Lara!

We wanted to give you a chance to tell your story

before we went to the police.

You had your chance.

I have an alibi.

You're just telling us this now?

The matter is of a sensitive nature.

I had a meeting at the National Security Council.

Homeland defense, classified.

At what time?

We started at 8:00 in the evening.

We went till 3:00 in the morning.

What time was the commander killed?

10:30 p.m.

If it was a secret meeting, sir

how do we know you were there?

They keep minutes, Commander.

Each person in and out of the room

is logged in or out.

I was there until 3:00 in the morning.

Check it out.

[MacKenzie] I was so sure

my instincts were leading us in the right direction.

Well, don't beat yourself up too much, Colonel.

Those instincts led us to the body.

They led the police to a Russian on a corner

with Commander Aikin's wallet.

And they also led us to Deputy Director Dietz.

I feel like I've been reading the signals all wrong.

Maybe it only works with someone

like Chloe or Harm, people that I'm close to.

Maybe you and Commander Aikin got closer than you realize.

How do you mean?

Well, we spent three days going over

an arms control agreement with this woman.

Did you talk to her other than that?

We had lunch a couple times.

Well, so something passed between you two.

You mean a connection?

Pain, happiness, regret, pride in serving your country.

Look at the facts.

You're both single women in the military

with everything that carries with it.

You're both strong, vulnerable, too.

You've each had your share of problems with men.

Sorry.

No, you're right, Sturgis.

So, there's a connection.

How do I start reading the signals right?

Well, when these feelings come to you, Colonel,

what triggers them?

Sights, sounds, memories.

It's like this horse thing.

I-I can't get it out of my head

but I can't say exactly where it's coming from.

So, let's go back to the beginning.

Okay.

Well, in my dream, I was...

I was jogging through the park.

And I remember approaching that tree

the upside-down, Y-shaped one off the trail.

I remember the stream.

I remember the homeless man.

The chess tables...

The police said Yuri Lentov used to hang out

at the chess tables in the park.

Is this what you were looking for?

For starters.

Our boy had this tucked

under his arm when we arrested him.

You were right, Detective, you had your man.

Yeah, well, we still don't have enough for murder.

Beyond circumstantial evidence, robbery's all we got,

unless you can conjure up some more coordinates

on a map, Colonel.

Is this everything you recovered from him at the scene?

Yeah. I logged it myself.

You said he had a wad of cash. There must be $2,000 here.

On a good day, those dealers will do twice that.

These bills don't look "street."

They're too crisp.

He made a lot of calls to Russia.

Family, most likely.

Uh, we traced the local calls, nothing unusual.

-I'd like to see the phone logs. -Sure.

Did he say anything about having served in the Russian army?

No, but it's a sure bet.

Most of these Russian punks have.

Let's find out.

-Thank you, Detective. -Sure.

[chattering]

Evening, Skipper.

Rabb.

What's their mission, sir?

They'll be over Afghanistan in two hours.

Close Air Support for a SEAL insertion.

Wish I was one of them.

So do I.

Are you ready to talk?

Yes, sir.

[man] Captain on the bridge.

[Rabb] I've gathered statements from all the enlisted personnel

involved in the incident, sir.

I have yet to put their actions in context.

Good evening, Captain.

Lieutenant Yuen. "Context..."

Well, here's all the context you need, Commander.

The fault is not with my men. It's mine and mine alone.

The responsibility for the incident

-lies solely with me. -Sir?

I ordered the VERTREP

to take place well into darkness.

We had 18-foot swells.

Those factors greatly increased the risk

of an incident occurring.

And you can put that in your report.

[Rabb] Why did you issue the order, Captain?

The crew's on 12, off 12.

We're running sorties day and night.

The flight deck is highly congested.

And there literally aren't enough hours of daylight

to get the job done. And as you know,

the carrier is at its most vulnerable

during these operations.

I just wanted to get it done so we could get back to work.

Did you take extra safety precautions, sir?

I ordered the pace of the loading be slowed.

Anything else?

I prayed.

I'll, uh...

make myself available for the Article 32, Commander.

Captain, there'll be no hearing, sir.

I'm recommending to COMNAVAIRLANT

that the case be dismissed with no disciplinary action.

Commander, I don't concur.

Lieutenant, there are a lot of people willing

to take the blame for this, but no way of knowing

for sure exactly what happened.

Then where's the responsibility, sir?

There's a war going on, Lieutenant. Try looking there.

Something has to be done.

Something willbe done, Lieutenant.

We'll learn from our mistakes.

We'll do our best to make sure

no further personnel are injured or killed.

Beyond that, nobody needs to be blamed.

Thank you, Commander.

Captain, it is youwho deserve our gratitude, sir.

[Turner] So, uh, what've we got?

Well, we had some calls to Kiev, a few to St. Petersburg.

Most of them are to Moscow.

Hmm, no surprise there.

Here's one to Chechnya.

[Turner] May I see that?

Ah, he also made a series of calls

to a phone number in Murmansk.

Murmansk?

It's a port on the northern Russian coast.

We should do a trace.

I know a quicker way.

[speaking Russian]

[dial tone]

They hung up.

Maybe you need to work on your accent.

So, who was it?

It was a number for a security detail

at a Russian naval base.

Where's Commander Aikin's duty file?

What are you thinking?

The Russians have a nuclear submarine facility

near Murmansk.

And Commander Aikin

was bean-counting Russian nuclear weapons.

Right.

Listen to this. According to the duty file,

Commander Aikin just returned from an inspection tour

in Murmansk.

[MacKenzie] We think Commander Aikin's death may have something to do

with her visit to a Russian sub base near Murmansk.

[Dietz] The commander visited the Nerpa Shipyard,

if that's what you're asking.

It was a routine inspection.

Well, how do you know, sir?

The commander was murdered

within hours of her plane touching down.

She never had a chance to file a report.

If she'd found a problem, she would've talked to me,

regardless of our personal differences.

She tried to get in touch with you

the night of her death, sir.

It's possible that this was

the urgent matter she needed to discuss.

Okay, what have you got?

The Russian who's accused of murdering the commander,

no ordinary street thug.

We checked his military records.

He was in the Russian army in Chechnya.

He was caught smuggling arms to the rebels.

So were a lot of Russian soldiers, Commander.

He didn't do it for money.

His mother's Muslim.

He converted to Islam while he was in the army.

And he supplied the Chechen Islamic fundamentalists

with weapons once.

We think he may be involved in a plot to do it again.

Although this time, it's not hand grenades.

We traced a call from his cell phone

to a security officer at the Nerpa Shipyard.

The Russians picked him up an hour ago.

We know Commander Aikin was counting weapons.

We think she may have found a loose nuke.

The commander wasn't counting nukes, Colonel.

She was counting kilos.

Uranium.

They're disassembling weapons at that sub base.

Weapons-grade uranium is being stored at the site

until it can be shipped to processing plants

for conversion to nuclear fuel.

When's the next shipment scheduled to go out?

It left yesterday.

[Amira] I'm sorry, I just don't see how

a Russian street punk could be hooked up

-in a potential terrorist plot. -He's not a street punk.

He stole the woman's wallet and credit cards.

He wasn't interested in a shopping spree.

For a terrorist, identification papers

of a U.S. Naval officer

in a sensitive posting are a gold mine.

Well, once again, you're seeing something I'm not, Colonel.

Hope you have better luck getting him to talk.

He learned a new word in America: "lawyer."

We may have a few words of our own that might change his mind.

We checked your Russian army record, Yuri.

We know about your ties to the Chechens.

We also know about the 30 kilos

of weapons-grade uranium smuggled out of Murmansk.

The Russians arrested

your inside contact at the Naval base.

He's already given you up.

It's time to make a deal. Tell us who you're working with

and where the stolen uranium is headed.

[Amira] You're facing murder charges.

You don't have enough to convict me

of anything but grave robbing.

[Turner] We have enough to deport you back to your friends.

But of course they won't know how much you've told us.

They probably don't care.

He's damaged goods now. A liability.

[Amira] We are facing a prison

overcrowding problem right now.

Deportation works for me.

If we are talking about uranium smuggling,

you're looking at serious prison time...

The fruits of a free country.

I live behind bars.

[MacKenzie] In prison, you live.

Or we deport you, and you're a dead man.

[Turner] All you have to do is tell us

who you're working with

and where we can find them and the uranium.

[men talking and laughing in distance]

[yells]

[men yelling]

On your feet! On your feet! Move it!

[anchor] In other headlines,

six members of an Islamic fundamentalist cell

were reported killed last night

in the Aegean Sea off the coast of Turkey.

Two other terrorists were detained.

The men were believed to have links

to terrorist groups based in Chechnya.

State Department sources say

there is no indication what the ship was carrying,

nor any information as to how the terrorists...

The invisible war...

[sighs]

a whole new kind of war.

Sorry Commander Aikin had to be one of the casualties.

Agreed, Colonel.

Mac...

[sighs]

We still have a Russian arms agreement to hammer out.

Let's get to it.

We also have an agreement of our own, don't forget.

Concerning a little secret I let slip.

Oh, my lips are sealed.

Of course, I can't control

any telepathic messages I might let fly.

[chuckles] You starting to believe in "hokum," Sturgis?

Hey, just covering my six, Mac.

Well, you let fly our secret, you won't have a six.

So, this is what it's like being friends with you?

[chuckling] This is just the beginning.

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