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[speaking Italian]

Inspector Pietro Gianinni,
Interpol.

Excuse me.
Mi scusi.

My English
is not so good.

Oh, your English
is fine, Inspector.

Commander Rabb,
US Navy's Judge
Advocate General's office.

Commander, it is a pity
your visit to our beautiful city
is for such an unhappy reason.

Another woman,
Inspector?

Yes, a prostitute.

She was found here,

facing out the window,
strangled.

Exactly as the other
three victims.

[speaking Italian]

- Si, Inspector.
-Grazie.

Here.

And you believe
one of our people is involved?

I'm sorry to say
we do, Commander.

We have usually very positive
experience of your Navy,

but each of the victims

was last seen in the company
of a US sailor in uniform.

And each of
the murders occurred

while one of your
warships was in port.

That ship, Commander.

[theme song plays]

[Chegwidden]
Commander, it says in your file

that you took an FBI course
in profiling

serial murderers?

[Manetti]
Yes, sir.

Interpol has requested
our help

with the investigation
of a potential serial killer

aboard the USS Gillcrist.

How many murders
have there been, sir?

Four so far.
All prostitutes.

Commander Rabb was on his way
back from the Seahawk.

I diverted him
from Bahrain to Naples.

I'm sending you there
to meet him.

Air Force C-17
leaves in two hours.

I want you on it.

Aye, aye, sir.

Is there a problem, Commander?

No, sir. It's just...

I've never actually, I mean...

I took one course, sir.

And profiling, sir...
it's an art.

I have no idea whether or not
I'll be able to do this.

Well, Commander,
I don't have a choice.

The Gillcristleaves Naples
in three days

and frankly, there is no one
else in this office with any

-profiling experience.
-I understand, sir.

Remember, Commander Rabb's
conducted numerous

murder investigations.
Just follow his lead.

That'll be all. Dismissed.

Aye, aye, sir.

Congratulations, Lieutenant.
On your safe return, ma'am.

-Is the Admiral in?
-He's expecting you,
Lieutenant.

May I take
your overcoat, ma'am?
Thank you.

Mazel tov,
Lieutenant.

-And welcome back.
-Commander.

How you getting along?
You feeling all right?

If you're concerned
about my health, Commander,

you needn't be.
Excuse me.

[Chegwidden]
Enter.

Lieutenant Singer
reporting for duty, sir.

At ease, Lieutenant.

Thank you, sir.

Sir, if I may.

I know you're aware
of my condition.

I am, and congratulations,
and welcome home.

Since Colonel MacKenzie's

filling in as temporary JAG
aboard the Seahawk

why don't you go ahead
and use her office for now.

Sir, I'd like to make a request.

I have 30 days
accumulated leave.

I'd like to take it,
then get back to sea duty ASAP.

Well, there's no reason
to rush the decision.

Truth be told, sir,
my decision is already made.

My condition
is only temporary.

I see.

Give Tiner your updated
personnel data card,

and we'll talk.
That'll be all.

Yes, sir.
Thank you, sir.

[Gianinni] Commander, are you
sure you wouldn't rather

visit your hotel room
before we start?

The Gillcristis scheduled

to get underway
in three days.

If the killer is aboard,

we want to get him
before she leaves, right?

No "if," Commander.

I'm certain the murderer
is on that ship.

Well, according to the movement
report for the Gillcrist,

she came through
Gibraltar last spring.

Her first liberty port

was Barcelona, April 28.

29 April, between
the ninth hour and midnight,

the first prostitute
is killed.

Next port of call
was Marseilles, May 5.

6 May, again a killing.

Sometime before midnight.

And then here
in Naples, May 13.

That very same night,
a third killing

-then nothing for six months.
-That's the exact time

the Gillcristwas deployed
to the Arabian sea.

She returned
through the Suez Canal

arriving back here
in Naples yesterday.

And last night,
the murderer strikes again.

Can there be any doubt,
Commander?

[grunting]

That's really great,
sweetheart.

Yeah, it's just a start.

I've got a long way to go.

What do you mean?

Well, got the letter

from the physical
evaluation board today.

They found me unfit
for full duty.

Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry.

You know, we talked
about this, Harriet.

It's not like
it's a complete surprise.

[exhales deeply]

Hey, don't look so worried.

I'm going to exercise my right
for a full formal hearing.

And you're going to make it.

What's wrong?

Lieutenant Singer...
she returned today.

Say no more.

Well, it's not her.

It's her situation.
That pregnancy.

Yeah, well, you know.
Knowing Singer, she'll, uh,
"have it taken care of."

That's what I'm worried about.

I'm afraid she's made a decision
she's going to regret.

Well, it's her business,
Harriet.

Nothing you can do.

I know.

I know.

[shower running]

[water turns off]

Commander...

Commander.

Good morning, sir.

-I'm sorry to startle you.
-Am I in the wrong room?

No, this is your room.
Mine wasn't ready,
so I talked them into

giving me a hotel key
just so I could shower.

I couldn't wait, and I know
we don't have much time.

I'm sorry.

No, that's...
that's fine, Commander.

I'm glad you're here.

I mean in Naples,
not in the hotel room.

Although, I mean,
you're certainly welcome to...

Do you need anything?

Just a little privacy,
and I'll be ready to go, sir.

-Okay.
-Sir?

-Yes?
-Have you ever

worked with a profiler before?

Uh, no, this is, uh,
my first time.

Maybe that's good.

No expectations
I won't be able to live up to.

Why? You nervous?

Extremely.

Until you catch that guy,
lives are at stake, sir.

Until wecatch the guy.

We're working as
a team on this one.

I'm going to wait
in the lobby, okay?

Ten minutes, sir.

Okay.

[Rabb] Inspector Gianinni...

Lieutenant Commander
Tracy Manetti.

SignorinaManetti,
the pleasure is all mine.

I had no idea the US Navy
had such beautiful sailors.

[both speaking Italian]

[Rabb clears throat]
Sorry to interrupt,

but the Gillcristgets underway
in two days, so...

Of course. I'm sorry.

Apologies.

Is this all
the physical evidence?

The autopsy reports,
investigation records?

Yes. There is very
few physical evidence.

Any body fluids, semen, saliva?
Any hair?

-Nothing. There was
no sex with the victims.
-Defensive wounds?

Bruising on the body
or skin under the fingernails?

There is no DNA
evidence at all.

So, the women
didn't see it coming.

And he cleaned them up
afterwards,

which says
he was highly organized.

I agree.

Most serial killers
fit a basic profile.

Single white male, young,
father absent from his life.

Usually distant
from his mother,

a lack of a committed
relationship with a woman.

What is it, sir?

Well, I was just thinking
that, uh, could describe me.

You're too old to fit
the profile, Commander.

Oh, well, I don't know whether
to be insulted or relieved.

We need to find the element
that sets this killer off.

His stressor.

You mean the thing
that incites him to kill?

Yes.

What are these?

Wedding rings.
All identical.

Found on the victims'
fingers.

We assume they were placed there
after they were killed.

Are you sure of this?

[Gianinni] None of
the women were married.

-These do not belong to them.
-Interesting.

The suspect is young, yet all
the victims are older women.

To a single male, the wedding
rings are symbolic of what?

Desire to possess, control.

Or just the opposite--
rejection of control.

Yes, of course.

He would resent being
under the control of a female--

his mother, his wife.

-Or his commanding officer.
-Sir?

The skipper of
the USS Gillcristis a woman.
Commander Amanda Waller.

Sounds like we might have
our stressor, sir.

[woman] Let's not beat
around the bush, Commander.

Two JAGs ask permission to come
aboard and speak privately,

either I'm in trouble,
or someone in my wardroom is,

-which is the same thing.
-Negative, Commander.

-At least we don't think so.
-Ship's company?

Four prostitutes have been
murdered, each last seen

with a young, white,
enlisted man in a Naval uniform

while the Gillcrist
was in port.

A lot of ships in this
battle group, Commander.

But I assume
you've done the math.

JAG wouldn't have sent you
all the way out here

-unless you were sure.
-That's correct, ma'am.

We're sure enough
to ask you to cooperate

in the investigation, Commander.

You're talking about
a serial killer aboard my ship.

Of course I'll cooperate,

and I will pray to God
you're wrong.

[Waller] I have 360 personnel
on this ship.

Eliminate the officers, women,
and people of color,

you are still looking
at a lot of men, Commander

and we sail in less
than 36 hours.

We realize that, Skipper.

We'll start the breakdown
by duty section.

How many duty sections
are you running
here, ma'am?

There are four duty sections
on a destroyer, Commander.

Sorry, ma'am, I haven't
pulled sea duty yet.

One duty section stays on board
at all times, in rotation.

Well, we'll need to obviously
find the duty section

on liberty every time
a murder took place.

You realize
if you can't do that,

then the killer
is not on my ship.

[Manetti]
April 29...

Duty section 2 was on board.

May 6...

[Rabb]
May 6...

duty section 1.

The 13th of May?

Thirteenth, duty section 3
was on board.

And the last murder took place
the day before yesterday.

Duty section 2 again.

This makes duty section 4
on liberty

every time
a murder took place.

Sorry, Skipper.

Well, that
gets you down

to 55, 60
possible suspects.

We'll need to verify
the whereabouts

of every crew member
on liberty on those dates.

I'll have my department heads

start interviewing the men
and checking alibis.

And I'll get you all the service
records for duty section 4.

It might help
to talk to someone

who's familiar with the sailors

in the duty section, ma'am.

That would be
the duty section leader.

I will send him up.

And, um, please help yourself

to a steady supply of coffee.

Thanks.

Thank you.

[Singer]
Are you still serving?

Actually, we're between
breakfast and lunch,

but I'll see what I can do.

Fine. I'll have
the Bo'sun's breakfast.

Two eggs over well,
break the yolks.

I'll have white toast,
bacon ham, link sausage -

don't bring me patties -

side of pancakes
with Nutella, no syrup.

And bring me hot sauce
and ketchup.

Got it.
You need some juice?

Do I look like I need juice?

-One water.
-No ice.

I'll bring it out to you.

Looking for sublets?

It's not the personals.

Is there a reason
why you're here?

I just thought you
might like to talk.
That's all.

About?

It seems that you're
in a position

where you're having
to make a decision.

There's no decision.
It's simple.

I'm not content to stay
a Lieutenant, Lieutenant.

I know that you are
very committed

to your career in the Navy

but a child
won't end all that.

And would it be so bad
if you got to the top

and then you had somebody
there to share it with?

I know exactly what I want,
Lieutenant,

and I know exactly
how to get it. End of story.

No links,
we only have patties.

Sorry for any inconvenience.

Can I get you
anything?

[Sims] No, I'm good.
Thank you.

Oh, there's ice
in my water!

[sighs]

I'm just saying, Loren,
that a child is a gift.

And you might think really
hard about keeping it.

Petty Officer Marshall,

you're the Duty Section Leader
for section 4.

Have a seat.

We're interested in
personnel who fit

a specific profile.

This group in particular.

Unmarried white males
under the age of 25

known to go
with prostitutes.

Am I allowed
to know why, sir?

Not at the moment,
Petty Officer.
We're also interested

in sailors whose whereabouts
cannot be verified
on these dates

between the hours
of 2100 and midnight.

Uh, I don't know about
the second part, sir.

And these dates; last spring?

It'll be pretty hard
to find anybody

who remembers back that far.

Understood. Just do the best
you can, all right?

When do you need to know, sir?

Uh, the day before yesterday.

That'll be all.

Aye, aye, sir.

Say we narrow it down

to a dozen or so suspects.

Now, what are
we looking for then?

Behavioral patterns.

Anti-social, anti-authoritarian,
prone to violence.

And he drinks--
heavily at times--

binge drinking, but only
after the killings,

definitely not
before or during.

He's too meticulous
to let himself go

until he's completed
every detail

of his fantasy
scenario.

Why does he pose them in a chair

where they appear to be looking
out the window

at his ship in the harbor?

Maybe he enjoys the idea
that once he's back on board,

he could see them.

Or they could see him.

We have to get
inside his fantasy.

If we knew why
he does it the way he does,

we'd be a lot closer
to knowing who he is.

[knocking]

Enter.

Good evening.
Commander,

we have narrowed it down
to two suspects

with Petty Officer
Marshall's help.

[Manetti] Both are known
to drink heavily on occasion,

have histories
of brawling,

and come from
broken homes.

Petty Officer
Lester Petrosky.

He wouldn't be
my first choice.

I know this one well.

Petty Officer Benjamin Holt.

Uncooperative, not well suited
to the service. A loner.

He thinks he's smarter
than everybody else.

He may be right.
Serial killers often exhibit

a higher-than-average
intelligence.

We'll need to interview the two
of them when they come
off liberty.

You won't have to wait that long
for Petty Officer Holt.

I had him at Captain's Mast
this morning.

He was drunk onshore

and took a swing
at a Master-At-Arms.

Shore Patrol brought him back
to the ship.

He's confined to quarters,
Commander.

[man] Yes, sir,
I understand my rights.

Look, I, uh...
I made a mistake, sir.

I admit it: I had a few
too many on liberty.

Well, according
to Shore Patrol,

you had a few
too many

in your back pocket,
Petty Officer.

Tried to smuggle
a flask aboard ship.

Smuggling liquor is
a serious offense,
Petty Officer.

Why'd you need
a drink so badly?

I guess maybe I just needed
to blow off steam, ma'am.

Like I said,
I made a mistake.

Do you have a girlfriend
back home, Petty Officer?

Not at the moment, Commander.

According to your records,
your father's deceased.

Yes, sir.

Do you stay in touch
with your mother?

I don't see my mother
much, sir... being at sea.

Your father
was a sailor,
is that right?

That's correct, ma'am.

You see him much
growing up?

I think we can
pretty much rule out

the Ozzie and Harriet
home life,

if that's what you're
getting at, ma'am.

Your duty section leader
says you've been known

to favor bars frequented
by prostitutes.

Is that a fair statement?

Personally, I think what happens
between consenting adults

is private... sir.

Where were you
the night before last

between the hours
of 2100 and 2330?

Club Vesuvio, sir.

A watering hole
near the port.

I got drunk.

I stayed drunk.

That is why
I'm here, right?

Why you two are talking
to me?

Unless I've misconstrued
our conversation, Commander.

That will be all for now,
Petty Officer.

Oh, one last thing...

Would you consent
to giving a blood sample?

I guess I'd have to know
why you want it, sir

before I could answer
that question.

You going to court-martial me
over half a flask of hooch

and a scuffle
on the beach, sir?

Well, I guess
I need defense counsel.

You up for the job, ma'am?

So what do you think?

What do you
think, sir?

Well... I think
if we have Interpol

take a picture
of Petty Officer Holt

around to the
Club Vesuvio

and the hotels where
the murders took place,

I think we'll
have our man.

He doesn't match up
to one part of the profile, sir.

The way he reacted
to the blood sample.

The man we're looking for
is meticulous.

He didn't leave any DNA
at any crime scene.

There's no reason for him
to be afraid of a blood sample.

Yeah, but would he be sure?

I think he'd be confident.

He'd have anticipated
the question

and been prepared for it.

Maybe.

He was hiding something.

I agree with you, Commander.

I just don't think
we have our man.

Well, if you're right,
we're down to one suspect--

Petty Officer Petrosky,

and he's out there right now,

somewhere.

[crowd talking]

[horns honking]

[Italian music playing]

-Tonight we work late, huh?
-Unavoidable, Inspector.

-Commander.
-Buona sera, Ispettore.

And this is
Master Chief Proctor.

Inspector Pietro Gianinni
at your service.

Nice to meet you.

You have not been so lucky,
then, so far, huh?

We have two suspects;
one promising.

I think he may be the killer.

Though Commander Manetti
disagrees.

-A woman's intuition,
is it, huh?
-Something like that.

[Rabb]
The other is still
on liberty.

The Master Chief here
is the Command Master Chief
aboard the ship.

He's agreed
to help us find him.

His name is Petty Officer
Lester Petrosky.

I have copies
of his service photo.

You can pass those out.

You believe he is,
perhaps, here?

Or somewhere near
the waterfront?

He's around here somewhere.

But I'll tell you one thing:
he's not a murderer.

[Rabb]
He is, however,
unaccounted for

during the hours
the last murder took place.

[Manetti]
And the Master
Chief agrees

that he could have been with
a prostitute at the time.

[Proctor] Which proves
nothing, ma'am.

He's a big tough kid
from West Virginia.

But he's not mean, and he
wouldn't hurt a woman.

I will have these pictures
distributed in the area.

If he is here,
someone will see him.

No doubt,
we will find him soon.

[Proctor]
Oh, we'll find him.

A boy his size can't exactly
hide out in a crowd.

[Turner] Come on. Finish it.
Finish it.

One last stroke.

Fourteen laps in eight minutes.

You're an aquatic animal,
Lieutenant.

Lost a little bit of my kick.

You're going to pass your
Physical Readiness Test

with flying colors.

Strength, training,
flexibility... you got it.

All except one thing, sir.

-What's that?
-Endurance.

I saw plenty
of endurance today.

Well, sir, that's...
that's in the water.

We already talked
about this, Bud.

You don't have to run
to pass the PRT.

Sir, I'm not interested in
just meeting requirements.

I have to be as good
as the next guy.

And the next guy is going
to be on his feet running.

Your wife will kill me,
Lieutenant.

She kills me at least
three times a day,

and I'm still standing.

Sort of.

[chuckles]

All right, all right.

I'll start running you
around the track.

But we're going to go slow.

That's a given, sir.

All right, let's go.

[Rabb] You're sure we're looking
the right place, Master Chief?

[Proctor]
He's a country boy.

He doesn't speak a word
of Italian.

He won't get far
from his buddies

and when I spot one of them...

Is it possible he got
in trouble, ended up in jail?

-It's possible.
-You want me to check that out,
Commander?

As soon as you tell me
we've come up dry.

[speaking Italian]

Excuse me, signore,
may I have a word with you?

-Well, who the hell are you?
-I'm Inspector Gianinni
with Interpol.

I wanted to
know if you...

[yelling]

[sailor] Hey, Lester!

[horns honking]

Petrosky!

Petrosky!

[tires screech]

Petrosky, halt!

-Petrosky, halt!
-Master Chief?

Stand where
you are, sailor.

What's going, Master Chief?

You're in trouble, son.

Don't make it any worse.

He's all yours, Commander.

-[doorbell rings]
-Coming.

Hey. Come in.

Mommy, is that
the wicked witch?

Sweetie, can you
just wait for me
in your room?

-Okay.
-Thank you.

We were just watching
The Wizard of Oz.

It's not important. Let...
I'll get you some tea.

Oh, I won't be staying
that long.

I just came to ask you
a question.

Okay.

Why do you care
what I do or don't do?

We're not friends.
You don't even like me.

I think that's a bit strong.

Although, not totally off base.

Lauren, I know what it's like
to lose a child.

This is different.

You want children.

And maybe you think you don't.

Giving up this child

might be the easiest thing
in the world right now.

But sometimes, it not
what you do that's hard,

it's living
with it afterwards.

It's living with it forever,
and things change, Lauren.

Not necessarily for the better.

I mean, look at you.

Your husband crippled...

And I am there for him

just like he is there for me.

Uh-huh.

Look, there's
another reason I came.

To say goodbye.

Oh?

I'm taking 30 days' leave
to sort things out.

Well, I'm really glad
you came by.

Take care.

You, too.

[Rabb]
Did you enjoy your liberty,
Petty Officer?

Wh... what
do you mean, sir?

Did you have any fun,
Petty Officer, with women?

Why are you
asking me this, ma'am?

Just answer the question.

I was with a woman tonight.

Is there something wrong
with that, sir?

I mean, I paid her,
just like you're supposed to.

Tonight?

Yes, ma'am.

What about Tuesday night?

Uh... I don't know.
I was drunk.

What happened before
you got drunk, Petty Officer?

Before? Uh...

Nothing. Uh... I started
drinking as soon as I got there.

Go on.

Well, I didn't know
what kind of place it was.

And my buddies told me, they
said, "Take her. She likes you."

But I didn't know that...

[sobbing]
If I hadn't been so drunk,

it never would have happened
in the first place.

It wasn't my fault.

What are you saying,
Petty Officer?

That you didn't mean it
to end up the way it did?

Of course not.
I'm not like that, I swear.

It was disgusting. I didn't...

Is that why you cleaned her up
afterwards?

Her? It... it wasn't a her, sir.

I'm sorry I beat him up

but what he did to me,
that just wasn't right--

pretending
to be a girl and all.

You were with a transvestite

on Tuesday night?

Yes, sir.
You should have seen her, sir.

I mean, you could have knocked
me back with a lick of spit,

and then I just went crazy
when I found out.

I took off before
any police showed up.

Your alibi doesn't pan out,
Petty Officer.

Bartender at the Club Vesuvio

doesn't remember seeing you
until after midnight.

He was busy
slinging drinks, sir.
I was at a back table.

We tracked down the other
sailors in your section.

They say you all went
into town together,

but you took off
and disappeared

until you showed up
at the club at 0015.

They remember wrong, ma'am.

Yeah, well, sooner or later,

we're going to find
the one witness

who remembers seeing you
leave with the girl.

[sighs] If I talk,
will it make any difference?

You mean, could you use it
as mitigation before the court?

Yes, it might help.

[sighs]

It was crazy.

I... I just...

I just kind of, um... snapped.

I swear, I've never done
anything like this before.

What happened?

She was pretty.

She smiled at me...
and I thought she liked me.

So I waited
till the place closed,

and I followed her
into the alley.

I tried to talk to her, but...

she just started slapping at me.

I was angry.

I... I know that's no excuse.

And then things...

got out of hand.

What did you do, exactly?

You know how it goes, sir.

I thought she wanted it.

You... you... you raped her?

Yes, sir.

What I'm trying to say
is that I didn't

mean to force the issue.

I just figured she liked it
a little rough.

Who was this girl?

A waitress...

at this cafe.

I'm ashamed
of what I've done, sir.

Was she alive when you left?

Yes, sir.

I don't know what you're
talking about, sir.

I didn't kill her.

I didn't kill anyone.

Yasmin, this is
Commander Rabb

and Commander Manetti
of the United States Navy.

Hello.

Yasmin has confirmed
Benjamin Holt's story.

She was first afraid
to report the rape.

My parents... they would not
understand, I thought.

She has now made
a formal complaint.

Her mother supports
her in this.

We're so sorry
this has happened.

[Rabb]
You've done the right
thing, Yasmin.

Petty Officer Holt's
admitted his guilt,

and the Navy will
ship him home.

-He will be punished.
-Yes.

We first need you to confirm
the identification, though.

Will I have
to see him again?

[Manetti]
We're afraid so.

Just for a moment.

[sniffling]

Yes. That is him.

[sobbing]

The profiling
didn't work, sir.

Don't beat yourself up
about it, Tracy.

If your profile was correct,
Petty Officer Holt
is not the serial killer.

But somebody is,
and he's still on that ship.

This is what I've
been afraid of, sir.

The Gillcristgets
underway in seven hours.

Four women are dead,

and we're no closer
to the murderer

than we were when we started.

I'm taking
Yasmin home now.

Are there any
other leads?

-Not at this time.
-I see.

-And the ship--
its next port of call?
-Monaco.

I will notify our Interpol
office in Monte Carlo.

I fear I will have
to see you there again.

If we have to.

Good-bye.

It has been my pleasure,
Commander.

Ispettore.

[Rabb]
So, tell me, Commander

what compelled you to takew
a course in profiling?

I took the course because I owed
something to the dead.

I was a public defender
right out of law school.

One of my cases was
John Wesley Kemper.

He killed 29 women,
but was arrested
for only three of them.

That didn't keep him
from telling me
about them all.

He relished my horror,
enjoyed my disgust.

I remember him.
He showed the authorities

where the bodies were buried.

Did you convince him
to do that?

In return for
no death penalty

and certain privileges
in prison.

In short, I made
a deal for the devil

and made sure that
the rest of his life

was as comfortable
as possible.

Well, as his attorney
that was your job.

Then I joined up.

My daddy had served.
I wanted to.

And after Kemper,
I needed to.

When the Navy started
sending people

to the FBI's
Behavioral Sciences course,

I applied.

To repay the dead?

Commander Rabb.

-Commander Manetti.
-Petty Officer.

-Finally taking a little
liberty yourself, huh?
-Yes, sir.

We appreciate all your hard
work, Petty Officer.

Certainly, ma'am.
Did you find what
you were looking for?

-We're still looking.
-If I can be of any more
assistance, sir.

Of course, we are
shipping out soon.

Looks like somebody's worried

that you're squandering
your liberty

talking to us, Petty Officer.

We were just married
this year.

Ellen tries to meet me

in as many liberty ports
as she can.

I guess Naples
is a popular spot.

Ellen and a couple of the other
guys' wives got together.

They're touring
around the Med

while our ship's
on deployment.

[Manetti]
I think it's best

you deploy back to your wife,
Petty Officer.

Looks like she wants
a long goodbye.

Yes, ma'am.
Commander Rabb.

Commander Manetti.

Petty Officer.

What is it, sir?

What if the profiling
did work, after all?

But it didn't, sir.

[Rabb]
We made an assumption,
Commander.

We assumed the killer
was on board ship

when she made port.

What if he wasn't?

What if he just met
the ship at every port?

It shouldn't be too hard
to find a dependent

who came to every city.

Come on, Commander. This guy
hasn't got away from us yet.

[Rabb] Skipper,
we'll need to interview

some other crew members

specifically those
who've had dependents

meet the ship at the last
four ports of call.

But we have verified
the whereabouts

of every other member
of duty section 4.

All are accounted for.

Affirmative,
Commander.

We eliminated
the sailors ,

but not
their dependents.

The profile indicated that we're
looking for a young white male.

We may be off on the assumption
that he was on board this ship.

We now believe
it's either a spouse
or a boyfriend.

Anyone who met the ship
on the dates

the murders
were committed.

According to
your records ,

there are 25 female
sailors on board.

That narrows
it down.

What is it, Captain?

You forgot about me,
Commander.

There are 26 female sailors
aboard this ship.

[Manetti]
But we checked
your file, Commander.

Your husband died
some years ago,
if I'm not mistaken.

Have you remarried?

No. No, I'm a widow

but I... have
a stepson, Peter ,

from my husband's
first marriage.

Um... Peter has had some
problems in the past

with anger...

violent behavior.

But he's had treatment.

He's gotten
his life together.

He's visited you--
met the ship
while it was in port?

He's studying in Europe.

He called me in Barcelona
the day we arrived.

He wanted to see me.
I didn't...

I didn't really have that much
time for him right then.

He was angry, but...

Do you think
it's possible

he visited
the other ports?

It's possible.

I...

I know one way to find out.

He said he'd run out of money

and asked me if I could give him
one of my credit cards.

You think he's
capable of this?

He's had the best therapy
and treatment I could afford.

I'm afraid your profile
may not be that off at all.

[knocking]

-Peter Waller?
-Yes.

I'm Commander Rabb, Peter.

This is Lieutenant
Commander Manetti.

If you're looking
for my stepmother ,

she's aboard the Gillcrist.

Actually, we wanted
to talk to you, Peter.

-May we come in?
-Why?

Excuse me. Why not.

Tell me, what's
this about?

We're with the Judge
Advocate General's office

in Washington, Peter.

Am I missing something?

I'm not in the Navy.

Is Amanda in
some sort of trouble?

Peter, the Navy believes
that a sailor under
your mother's command

has been murdering women
in the ports of call

the Gillcristhas visited.

Hmm, really?

She never mentioned
that to me.

-Isn't that surprising?
-Not really.

She and I don't usually
pick up the phone to chat.

You spoke to her
in Barcelona, Peter.

But not in Marseilles or Naples,
though you were there.

We checked
the credit card records.

I like to travel.
She pays for it.

We've drawn up
a profile of the killer.

Would you like to hear it?

Sure.

He's smart...

but not as smart
as he thinks he is.

-Most people aren't.
-He thinks he's good-looking ,

but women don't
find him attractive.

They're not
interested in him.

Is that why he kills them?

[Rabb] No, it's not quite
that simple, Peter.

We don't know why,
but he's done it four times ,

and he's gotten
good at it.

He knows and takes
what he needs

with him everywhere.

Ropes to tie
them up with ,

gloves,
cleaning supplies.

His murder kit.

He's not really a sailor,
though, is he, Peter?

How would I know?

But he's got a uniform,
doesn't he?

[Rabb] Looks like you're
getting ready to check out.

Mind if I take a look
through your luggage?

You got a search warrant?

Well, Peter, actually,
I don't need one.

We're not in
the United States ,

and the room is registered
in your mother's name.

She's given her consent.

[all grunting]

I'll kill her.
I'll do-- [grunts]

[grunting]

You okay?

Better call
Inspector Gianinni.

[Manetti] Woman lost her husband
now her stepson.

Thank you, Commander.

I don't know how you can
get past something like this.

Well, I don't know
if you'll ever get past it.

The Skipper has
360 men and women

looking to her
for leadership.

She'll rise
to the challenge.

Duty requires it.

All engines ahead one-third.

Right standard rudder.

[man]
All engines ahead
one-third.

Right standard
rudder, aye.

Steady up on new course,
two-seven-three degrees.

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