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[ rain pattering ]

[ suspense music playing ]

[ elevator creaking ]

Who's there?

Hey, Sneaky.

Nobody calls me that anymore.

I found you in the phone book.

Pia, what are you doing in DC?

Can we talk about it inside?

I need a place to stay for a while.

Look, I'm sorry, I, I can't.

I've worked too hard to get away.

I've changed, Jen.

I got out just like you did.

[ opening theme music playing ]

[ rain pattering ]

RABB: You were up late last night, huh?

Sir?

Yeah, I heard you laughing.

A friend of mine showed up last night.

We were talking about the old times.

She'll be staying for a while.

A new roommate?

It's just temporary, sir, until she found her own place.

Good morning, ma'am.Good morning, Coates.

Sir.

A roommate. You won't have to feel guilty

about her not being able to afford her rent anymore.

That thought never crossed my mind.

Commander, Colonel,

you hear the one about the venture capitalist

who buys an F-18 off the Internet

and hires a Navy fighter jock to teach him how to fly it?

No, Bud. What's the punch line?

Unfortunately, ma'am, there isn't one.

Sir, would it be possible for a civilian

to buy an F-18 and actually get it to work?

Well, I know that, uh, museums have them.

You'd need spare parts.

I guess if you had enough cash, you could make it happen.

What Navy aviator would risk everything

to teach a civilian to fly a fighter jet?

Would any amount of money be worth it?

Well, not to me, it wouldn't.

If you want a pilot's take on anything, Bud,

my door is open.

Thank you, sir.

Bud, let me have a look at that.

[ thunder rumbles ]

Hey. Is the general in yet?

Are you kidding, sir? He beats the sun up.

He's in a meeting upstairs.

Everything okay between you two now?

He's kind of a tough one to figure out.

Like Chinese arithmetic, sir.

Look, Commander, I'd completely understand

if you had misgivings about my friend Pia.

I don't even know her.

I know, sir, but considering

where you found me,

you'd have every reason not to trust anyone from my past.

All that matters is that you trust her.

I know all of that.

You gave me all the information

the last time you tried to put me on hold.

I'm looking for Lieutenant Harriman's class,

the afternoon session.

[ knocking ]

Mm-hmm.

Trying to get a spot

in this anger management class over at Bethesda.

They don't make it easy.

It's enough to make you mad.

Just kidding.

[ chuckles softly ] Hello.

[ dial tone ]

Disconnected.

They must be busy.

Getting into those classes

just in time, brother.

What are you talking about?

Nothing. Just...

you're tense, stressed out.

That's because I have an anger management issue, Mike.

Look, if it were me

and I was forced into anger management,

it'd be enough to make me angry, too.

I have long since learned

that anger serves no practical purpose

in a situation like this.

Yeah, but you're only human.

Mike, the only reason I'm doing any of this

is to make a show of good faith to my new CO, that's it.

I don't need these classes.

See, you're angry right now, aren't you?

Don't you have a train to catch?

Eventually.

Mike, I'm not angry.

I mean, I would know if I was angry, wouldn't I?

I don't know. Would you?

[ phone ringing ]

Hello. Commander Bud Roberts.

Tonight? That...

That would be great.

Thank you.WOMAN: You're welcome.

Thank you so much.WOMAN: Bye-bye.

The class leader can do my orientation interview

tonight after work.

All right, well, good luck, bro.

[ soft music playing ]

Oh, I'm sorry. The door was open.

Um, I'm, I'm Pia Bonfilio, I'm Jen's friend.

Well, hi. Harm.

I heard about you. Welcome to the building.

So, you live here alone?

Yeah.

I guess it's pretty safe, huh?

I mean, Jen seems to feel okay living here.

Yeah, we haven't had any problems here, uh...

unless, of course, you count the assassin

who used to live downstairs.

[ chuckling ] You're funny.

[ soft music playing ]

There's a low crime rate in the neighborhood,

if that makes you feel any better.

[ chuckles ] Oh, you must think I'm paranoid, or something.

So... you're in the Navy, huh?

You must keep a gun around here somewhere.

I'm sorry.

I, I can be so rude sometimes.

I'll see you around.

Okay.

You looking for something?

Uh, yeah.

My, um, hair clip.

You know, the one with the rhinestones on it.

Yeah, you mean this one?

I'm sorry. I borrowed it.

I didn't think you'd mind.

That's okay. Just ask, please, next time.

Do you like this?

I'd like to know where you got it.

The shop where I work.

The security tag is still on it.

Oh, yeah, I must have forgotten to take it off

when I bought it.

You think I'm shoplifting?

You have to admit, it is what we used to do.

[ sighing ]

You don't do it anymore, and neither do I.

I haven't done that in a while.

Look, you have a right to be suspicious about me.

Listen, Pia, when I first met Commander Rabb, I didn't...

Harm? Yeah, I just met him.

He's a really great guy.

Yeah, well, he's also my officer in charge.

Anyway, when I met him,

he didn't have any place to put me,

so he ended up taking me to a party,

and a woman there accused me of stealing a bracelet.

I...

I don't want to treat you

like some people have treated me.

You've always been there for me when I needed you.

So...

here's my half of this month's rent.

Thank you.

[ frustrated yell ]

Hey, Harriet.

Hey, it's me.

Are you there?

If you're there, pick up.

Pick up, pick up, pick up.

Please be there.

Hello.

Okay, you're not there.

Listen, I'm on my way to Bethesda

for that stupid anger management interview,

and I got a flat.

I was hoping you could come and pick me up.

Okay.

Uh, give me a call when you get in.

I love you.

Bye.

[ shivers ]

[ keypad beeping ]

[ phone ringing ]

Hello? Lieutenant Harriman?

Hi, it's, uh, Commander Roberts.

Yeah. No, I'm fine.

I just wanted to let you know

that I'm going to be a little bit late.

No. Yeah, I know.

It's just that I got a flat tire, and...

No, I know that you've probably heard this

a million times before, but I just...

What?

No, I'm not getting all worked up.

I'm just trying to tell you what's happening.

I... no, I...

[ sputtering ]

Okay.

I will.

Bye.

[ phone beeps ]

You take a deep breath.

JENNIFER: Thanks for cooking, Pia.

You have no idea how long

it's been since I've eaten that well.

Why? Don't they feed you in the Navy?

You're not doing the dishes

after all of that.

What's up with the bruises, Pia?

[ sighs ]

Look, I told you I broke up

with my boyfriend.

Yeah, well, that's some charm bracelet to remember him by.

Vince used to give me bruises like that.

He's not the boyfriend you're talking about?

Well, it's not like I stole him from you, Jen.

I mean, you were long gone before Vince and me hooked up.

Please don't smoke in here.

Sorry.

Pia, I'm giving you a chance here to tell me the truth.

[ soft music playing ]

He got a lot worse after you left.

He went to jail a couple times

for stealing cars, and...

when he got out of prison the last time,

he was, um...

he was angry all the time.

He got me to turn tricks for him, Jen.

[ sighs ]

Why didn't you just leave?

[ sniffles ] 'Cause he said he was going to kill me.

Where is he now?

He's back in jail.

Outstanding warrants.

Look, it was my chance to leave,

so I just grabbed what I could carry, and I left.

I want a second chance, Jen.

I want to start over like you did.

[ gloomy music playing ]

No more lies.

I know.

So, uh...

are we okay? I mean...

PIA: Can I stay?

For now.

Shoot! Sometimes I can't do anything right.

I was late this morning, and the general is not happy.

Coates, if I didn't know better,

I would say that, uh, those are the tell-tale symptoms of a hangover.

That would be correct, ma'am.

My roommate made a big dinner last night,

complete with wine.

She, uh,

locked herself out,

so I had to get a visitor's pass

so she could come and get the key.

I won't make a habit of last night, ma'am.

That's a good idea.

[ sighs ]

Lieutenant Colonel MacKenzie, this is Pia.

Hi.

Nice to meet you.

You changed your hair.

Oh, yeah, I-I just braided it

like the way you do yours.

Do you like it?

I only do mine like this 'cause I have to.

So you don't like it?

Well, it looks good on you.

So, what do you want for dinner tonight?

You don't have to cook every night.

Let's go out; I know a great pizza place.

Well, we could... we could order pizza in.

I feel like going out.

I don't want to go out, Jen.

Okay, fine.

I'll see you later.

[ sighs ]

BUDRICK: Not a lot of hardware around here, Lieutenant.

Most squadrons are deployed, Commander.

[ sighs ] Nine days of being grounded.

I'm going nuts, sir.

Well, you are facing an orders violation,

not to mention your failure to follow the NATOPS

when you ran into trouble.

I'm not the first aviator to give

a flying lesson to a civilian, Commander.

We're not talking about taking a friend up in a Cessna.

You back-seated for a civilian

who bought an F-18 off the Internet.

You should've cleared it with your CO.

You're right.

Well, he's pretty embarrassed about the way things went down.

Oceanahad to scramble a crew for your emergency landing.

You just should've ditched. Why didn't you ditch?

Ditch, sir?

I had a dual fuel pump failure.

I wasn't going to try and talk

an untrained civilian through a forced ejection.

Look, Air Ops can't believe

that you were able to land her on such a short runway.

A dead-stick night landing?

We can make a good argument that an aviator

of your talent should be in the air.

Thank you, sir.

But risking your life and your career like that?

I hope it was worth the money.

I didn't do it for the money.

Oh, let me guess, love?

Is this rich lunatic your boyfriend?

The "rich lunatic" is my father, Commander.

[ soft music playing ]

[ shower running ]

[ shower turns off ]

[ phone ringing ]

JENNIFER: Answer that, would you?

[ phone continues ringing ]

Yeah.

JENNIFER: [ over answering machine ] We're not here right now.

Leave a message for Jen or Mattie,

and we'll call you back.

[ machine beeps ]

Jen, it's Carla.

Look, I can pick you up at your place tonight

if you don't want to take the Metro.

Let me know; otherwise, I'll just see you there.

[ ominous music playing ]

AUTOMATED VOICE: Press "erase" to erase all.

Who was on the phone?

Oh, just some, um... some kind of survey thing.

Shoot. I left a message for my friend asking for a ride.

I hate taking the subway at night.

Please take that off.

Oh, I, I'm sorry.

Um... I just...

I, I wanted to see how I looked in uniform.

There's an Army/Navy surplus store a few blocks away.

Practice being a sailor there.

I didn't mean that.

Look, Jen, I know you wouldn't say anything to hurt me.

You're, you're just... protective

of your Navy life,

and, I mean, it makes sense, because...

you know, it seems like it's the best thing

that ever happened to you.

Look... to be honest,

this retail thing isn't really going anywhere, and,

so I was... I was wondering

if maybe you thought that the Navy might let me join.

They let me in.

And look what it's done for you.

You smell something burning?

Your toaster was set on smolder,

and I decimated a bagel in it earlier.

You weren't smoking, Pia?

I was smoking out the window!

Next time, take your whole body outside, okay?

Listen, I'm meeting with some enlisted friends

for coffee tonight.

You should come along.

Give you a chance to ask them some questions

about their experiences in the Navy.

Yeah, I, um, I think I'm just going to stay in tonight.

Look, Jen, I'm not going to be a shut-in here.

I'll get it together. I'm just...

I'm not feeling very social right now.

Doesn't that make sense?

And plus, you, you've got your own life.

I don't... I don't want to get in the way.

You're not in the way.

I just want you to start having some fun.

I'm going to go get dressed.

Well, maybe we can do it another time.

BUDRICK: Thanks for staying late to speak with me, Commander.

It's not a problem.

I want to get this matter resolved

as soon as possible.

As do I, especially in light

of Lieutenant Wall's exemplary record.

She's never had a discipline problem before.

Not even the hint of a black mark.

Yeah, and her fit-reps...

Outstanding, though she has been a bit distracted of late.

You think I'm being unreasonable,

pressing for a court-martial

for such a relatively minor orders violation, right?

Well, Commander, considering

the Lieutenant's record, yes.

I think that a non-punitive letter

and a hit to her fit-reps

would be punishment enough.

Seems like a slap on the wrist to me.

Not only did she risk her own life

and that of her passenger,

but she risked the lives of the NAS Oceanaground crew

when she had to make that emergency night landing.

Which she made look easy,

and I think retaining an aviator of her skill

trumps pillorying her as a poster-child

for bad judgment.

Navy doesn't keep its runways open night and day

so joyriders have a place to touch down.

No, Commander, that's true,

but by the same token, Lieutenant Wall's landing

at Oceanadidn't require any extra personnel

and didn't damage any Naval property.

Are you familiar with Rudy Giuliani,

former mayor of New York?

We don't exchange Christmas cards, but yes.

Sorry, sir.

Giuliani had a very simple philosophy.

Where there was a broken window, you fix it.

Where there was graffiti, you clean it up.

On his watch, New York ran like a finely tuned Breitling.

I'm not sure I follow you, Commander.

The key to good order and discipline

is sweating the small stuff.

Yes, Lieutenant Wall has committed a minor infraction,

and that is why I'm going after her.

Well, I guess I'm glad my client

didn't tag the CO's car

or throw a baseball through a mess window.

Listen, if the lieutenant or you

think that I'm going to look the other way

because she happens to be one of the best pilots in this unit,

you're sorely mistaken.

Now, I got to get back to my squadron,

so you have yourself a good evening, Commander.

[ engine starts ]

[ pounding on door ]

JENNIFER: Just a minute. Okay.

Hey, Jenny.

Hey, you don't write. You don't call.

What's up?I thought you were in prison.

Get the hell out of here, Vince.

Now, that's not the way you talk to an old friend, now, is it?

It is the way I talk to a son of a bitch

I never want to see again.

What do you want?

Not you.

I got over that a long time ago, okay?

Where's Pia, huh?

Now, I know she's here.

She kept tabs on you all these years.

Said she'd always be back, right?

I told you she's not here.

My neighbor's going to kick your ass

if you don't get the hell out of here.

Oh, right, right.

Tell you what...

If your neighbor was home, he'd be here right now,

but he's not, so you're by yourself.

Get it?

[ laughs ]

Well, well, well, what do we have here, hmm?

Where's Pia?

I told you she's not here.

Could you just go?

What is that?

[ gasps ]

God, how good...

how great it is to see you again.

You tell Pia I'll be waiting for her.

Okay?

Huh? Okay? You got it?

[ sobs ]

You can't just bust into my home

and treat me like I'm some kind of loser!

[ door slams shut ]

That bastard!

What was in that envelope, Pia?

It was nothing.

Cut the crap.

What was in that envelope that was so important

that he had to bust himself in here to get it?

It was everything, all right?

It was my driver's license and my ATM card

and my credit card and all the cash

I had left.

Jen, I'm sorry that I hid

in the closet, but I just...

I heard him screaming in the living room,

and I got freaked out.

I know I should've said something, but...

I was so scared he was going to hurt me again.

Don't be scared, Pia.

[ knocking ]

Hey.

What happened to your door?

Pia lied to me, sir.

She, uh, hasn't been getting her life together.

She's been under her boyfriend's thumb

back in Hagerstown this whole time.

[ scoffs ]

He used to be my boyfriend.

He'd get me to work cons for him that he couldn't.

Nobody expects to be ripped off by a teenage girl.

After I left town, he replaced me with Pia.

He showed up last night looking for her.

Jen...

you don't owe this girl safe harbor

if it means putting yourself at risk.

It doesn't matter.

She was gone when I woke up.

She took one of my uniforms, sir.

[ knocking ]

Detectives Morris and Jimenez.

Are you Jennifer Coates?

Yes.

Do you know a Vince Dolan?

[ chuckles ] Yeah. What's he wanted for this time?

Has Mr. Dolan been here recently?

Yeah, he was here last night.

Did the two of you argue?

Yes, we argued. Look at the door.

RABB: Excuse me, but she's not answering

any further questions until we know

what this is about.

Sir, would you mind stepping outside

until she changes?

And just who are you?

I'm her neighbor. I'm also her attorney.

You were her attorney, Counselor.

Now you're wanted for questioning.

Mr. Dolan was murdered last night.

Found him in his car.

He had your name and address in his pocket.

[ tense music playing ]

[ airplane droning ]

[ car engine revving ]

Commander Roberts,

when do I get my F-18 back?

It's impounded until I complete my investigation.

[ distant chatter ]

When a car's impounded you pay a fee,

and you get it back.

Well, money's not gonna help you out of this one, sir.

[ airplane engine humming ]

That Stephanie's tenth birthday.

[ indistinct female voice on intercom ]

You take your hobbies pretty seriously, Mr. Wall.

Yeah, the dividends of success.

You know...

money's bought me many things,

but it has also cost me my daughter.

When Stephanie was a kid,

I was always busy working

to finance one venture after another,

at the expense of the most important one of all.

That picture was taken six months

before Stephanie's mother divorced me

and took her downstate to live.

That must have been tough.

Yeah, I saw Stephanie weekends.

And even that stopped.

Birthday cards is about all we've exchanged

in the last 15 years.

Oh, then you saw the F-18 on the Internet,

and you saw an opportunity

to use your mutual love of flying to reconnect.

Now, I assume that

you had no idea of the impact it might have on her career?

Is that what Stephanie told you?

That I bought the plane as a bid

for some sort of father-daughter reunion?

That's not what happened?

[ soft music playing ]

JENNIFER: When I was dating Vince, he was stealing cars.

Since that time, he's graduated to cop killing.

Shot his way out of an ATF sting last week.

A federal officer died on the scene.

Ever see this?

I have one like that at home.

This one was found in Vince Dolan's car.

I wonder if I ask around

if I'll find somebody who's seen you wearing it.

DANVILLE: How'd you meet Jennifer Coates?

I was assigned to defend her in military court

three years ago.

Because she committed a crime.

It was not a violent crime, Detective.

She was a petty thief and a mixed-up kid.

She's worked hard to turn her life around.

Some people never really change, though, do they, Commander?

That's a pretty cynical way to look at things.

MYRA: McGinty's Lounge, Anacostia area.

Vince wrote your address inside.

He wasn't after me.

A more recent ex of his was staying at my place.

Pia Bonfilio,

also from Hagerstown. Look her up.

Explain how a bar full of witnesses saw you fighting

with Mr. Dolan last night?

They ID'd you from your military picture.

It wasn't me.

I was home last night.

I, I never left.

Who can vouch for that?

No one, because the person who was supposed to be with me

in my apartment was out killing Vince Dolan!

The witnesses were quite certain they saw you.

See, they don't get a lot of military in that bar.

Don't you get it?

It was my uniform on Pia.

Where were you last night, Commander?Working, in my office.

Until what time?

I got home about midnight.

So you didn't hear the altercation

between Jennifer Coates and Vince Dolan?

No, nor do I believe

she is capable of killing anyone.

It's a bit unusual

for a naval commander to have a petty officer

living right down the hall from him, isn't it?

I mean, what is the nature

of the relationship

between you and Ms. Coates?

Professional and platonic.

You pay her rent.

Wow. You guys are thorough.

I used to pay half of it.

It's a long story.

I got nothing but time.

MYRA: Do you cook, Petty Officer?

What does that have to do with anything?

No real cook would have such cheap knives.

Same brand Detective Morris saw in your kitchen.

Not good for much, except apparently,

sticking it into Vince Dolan.

One appeared to be missing from your set.

Am I gonna find your fingerprints on it?

If it's my knife, you'll probably find my prints.

That doesn't mean I used it to kill him.

BUDRICK: I showed these tapes to Commander Rabb.

He says that Lieutenant Wall

is as good a pilot as he's ever seen.

Fathers giving daughters driving lessons--

that's one thing.

A daughter taking Dad out for a jaunt

in his new fighter jet, that's new.

Well, her CO's a real hard-ass.

Wants to make an example out of her

because she went behind his back.

He thinks he's Rudy Giuliani.

Sounds like mitigation is the key.

Well, I was onto something.

Her father, he's a real thrill-junkie.

They've been estranged for years,

and what they share is this love of flying.

He buys the ultimate toy to woo her.

Wouldn't be the first absentee father

to try to buy his child's affection.

Except there's one problem.

It wasn't his idea.

It was her idea.

Yeah, nothing's ever black and white

between a father and a daughter.

I ought to know.

My dad died

before I could make peace with him.

Two years later, I was...

I was finally ready, but it was too late.

You have a history with Vince Dolan.

I'm hardly the only one.

Hagerstown PD remembers you.

1998.

Witnesses at a party saw you hit Vince Dolan

over the head with a beer bottle.

[ laughs ]

I was dating Vince.

Earlier that day, he'd given me a black eye.

At the time, I felt that it was self-defense.

You could have killed him. You threatened to.

I used to have a bad temper.

Did you ever meet Mr. Dolan?

No.

But Petty Officer Coates discussed him with you.

She said he'd come to her apartment

looking for her friend.

Was she afraid?

I don't know.

Angry?

She was upset, okay?

I'll take that as a yes, Commander.

I'm not used to being treated like a criminal.

That's not entirely true, Jennifer, and we both know it.

Says in your file

a judge suggested you enlist in the Navy.

I'm always suspicious of folks

who go straight because the court compels them to.

All I can say is I didn't do it.

I told you, Pia Bonfilio...,

We'll follow up on that lead, Petty Officer.

Right now we're talking about you.

Well, we shouldn't be.

Find Pia. You'll see.

We look a lot alike.

She's been wearing this hair clip.

I caught her in my uniform,

which is now missing from my apartment.

It had to have been her in that bar with Vince.

I haven't seen him in four years.

She was with him until just last week.

He came to my apartment looking for her.

He took a manila envelope out of her suitcase.

After that, he didn't seem very interested in finding Pia.

Vince got away with the plant money

from the ATF sting.

Did you happen to see inside the envelope?

No, but if it was money, I don't suppose

that Pia would be too happy if Vince walked off with it.

This is either the best or worst day of your life,

Petty Officer Coates.

The ME found a long brunette hair

on Vince Dolan's body.

Now, this could either tie you conclusively

to the murder of Vince Dolan, or it...

Don't even bother with a warrant.

Take the DNA from this. You'll see I didn't do it.

Now, if you're not charging me, I'd like to go.

Don't leave town.

You won't get far if you try.

RABB: Just wish you'd spoken to me

before you handed over your DNA.

I guess I wanted out of there so badly,

I would have done anything.

But the hair they found on Vince could be yours.

Listen, Jennifer, I spoke to Colonel MacKenzie.

You're gonna need a lawyer

who's not likely to be called as a witness.

I got to get back to the office.

This is the key to my apartment.

You're welcome to hang out there

if you don't feel safe in yours, all right?

Thank you, sir.

[ sighs ]Don't worry about this.

We'll handle it.

Yes, we will.

[ rain pattering ]

[ door opens ]

Hey, was a woman here last night wearing a Navy uniform?

Oh, you're a laugh riot, miss.

You left that hanging out of your door this morning.

Management's not responsible for you getting robbed.

You lose this key, I gotta charge you two dollars.

I'm not gonna lose the damn key.

You and your boyfriend are two days behind on the rent.

How much?

Thirty-seven bucks.

That's crap and you know it.

Twenty-six. No credit cards.

Hey, how's it going?

I'm just reading up on Mr. Wall.

He's run with the bulls in Pamplona.

He's ballooned around the world twice.

Oh, here's something interesting,

"Further delays in flight of space tourist."

You and the Commander still have connections

to the Russian military, don't you?

Well, Harm's brother resigned from the service,

but I'm sure he's still has friends in uniform. Why?

JENNIFER: We're not here right now.

Leave a message for Jen or Mattie, and we'll call you back.

[ machine beeps ]

Coates, where are you?

You're not at either apartment.

Look, I covered for you with the General,

but you should have called him.

Call me as soon as you get this message.

[ keys clink ]

[ suspense music playing ]

[ rain pattering ]

[ thunder rumbles ]

[ dial tone droning ]

[ dialing ]

[ ringing ]

Union Station, information desk.

May I help you?

Head in the clouds, Lieutenant?

Busted, sir. Glad it's you.

If my CO caught me daydreaming,

I'd be facing a firing squad.

Not a bad idea.

You have a knack for being less than honest with people

that are trying to help you.

I spoke with your father.

So he said.

He was afraid he might have made things worse

by admitting that I was the one

who approached him about the F-18.

He did.

And then I did a little digging.

Your father's last great

"millionaire adventure in flight,"

the trip to the International Space Station,

experienced several delays, all "non-operational."

So I had a colleague of mine contact the Russian military.

They say that he had been admitted to the hospital four times for seizures.

The look on your face tells me you know why.

Brain cancer.

It's inoperable.

I couldn't tell you because...

I didn't want my father to know that I know.

You mean he didn't tell you?

Like you said, Commander, omission runs in the family.

He called my mom to tell her about his will.

He didn't want me to know he was sick...

didn't want me to feel obligated to make up with him.

I didn't want to say my good-byes at a funeral, sir,

so when I saw the F-18 ad on the Internet...

Uh... I spoke to your CO.

He says given this new information,

he'll give you a non-punitive letter of caution only.

You'll be flying by week's end.

Sir, my dad checked into a hospital this morning.

Doctors say he won't be checking out.

[ woman on speaker ]

[ indistinct chatters ]

I, I, I'm sorry.

I, I thought you were someone else.

[ cell phone ringing ]

Hello?

Finally. Where are you?

I've been calling you for hours.

I, I, I'd rather not say, sir.

The 6:55 to Alexandria departing from Platform 7.

Jennifer, don't do anything stupid.

Look, sir, I know I've done some stupid things in the past,

but trust me on this one.

[ dial tone ][ phone beeps off ]

[ water dripping ]

[ toilet flushes ]

[ Indistinct chatters ][ toilet flushes ]

[ toilet flushing ]

You bitch!

How did you find me?

Vince was a creature of habit, Pia.

You weren't the first girl he took to the Saint Francis,

Shut up.

Now you're going to walk me to the train, Jen.

No sudden moves, I mean it.

[ dramatic music playing ]

JENNIFER: What happened to you, Pia?

What do you care? You got out.

Did you kill Vince over money?

After everything he did to both of us,

is that what it came down to, to greed?

Greed is what he taught me, Jen.

I think he'd understand.

You got away with the money from the ATF sting, didn't you?

That's what he took when he came to my apartment.

I knew he'd still be drinking at the same old watering hole.

We fought. I talked him into taking me to his car.

All I wanted was the $5,000.

You should have known he wouldn't give it to you.

That wouldn't be like him.

What do you know?

We had something.

Look, I didn't mean to kill him, all right?

He was hurting me.

So I just stuck a knife in him.

When he stopped breathing, it was like I was finally free.

You found the money in his room.

Yup, this time I win.

You haven't won anything, Pia.

I'm sorry you think so, Jen,

but unfortunately it's time for you to go.

You're not going to shoot me in front of all these people.

You know, it was actually nice to see you again.

[ whistling ] Over here!

Hey, you guys!

WOMAN: She has a gun!

MAN: Hey, call the police.

Are you okay?

WOMAN: She has a gun. Be careful.

[ dramatic music playing ]

Security to Red Line Platform.

Security to Red Line Platform.

You are not framing me, Pia.

Give me my money!

Jen!

Hey.

Don't worry.

They'll get her.

[ gloomy music playing ]

Petty Officer Coates believes the serial number on the money

in that bag will match that from the ATF sting.

Now, that makes Pia part of Vince's gun scam

and proves she had a motive for his murder.

Also, Saint Francis Hotel, room 24.

You'll find Pia's things

and the coat she wore when she killed Vince.

It's my uniform coat.

We'll test it for Pia's hair, skin cells,

and tie the coat conclusively to her.

Incidentally, Petty Officer Coates,

the DNA from the hair on Vince Dolan's body didn't match yours.

You're free to go.

Thank you.

Sir, would it bother you

if I looked for another place to live?

Of course not.

Don't ask me to help you move, though.

[ chuckles ]Thank you.

Thank you, Commander.

[ suspense music playing ]

Where you headin', sweetheart?

San Francisco. You going that far?

Climb in. I can take you as far as Oakland.

And what's in San Francisco?

A friend of mine.

I'm hoping she can put me up for a while.

[ closing theme music playing ]