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Where's the officer of the watch?

A nature call, ma 'am. If you want, I'll get him.

Not necessary.

Kind of late to be going on liberty, Lieutenant.

Just got off mid -watch.

I didn't figure Mr.

Holbarth would stick you with that, ma 'am.

I mean, he usually reserves midnight to four for sailors needing motivating.

You're on watch, Chief.

Well, I'm single, Lieutenant.

Wouldn't be fair having a married chief stand watch our first weekend in port.

Did you call a cab, ma 'am?

I had my car delivered to the lot.

Request permission to leave the ship?

Very well, ma 'am.

How much are they paying you? A hundred bucks a watch.

Sorry, Chief.

Must have been all that fresh fruit that we got on board when we docked. It

usually happens to me after a long deployment.

Too much fresh fruit?

Oh, too much booze on Liberty.

Mr. Roberts.

That's Lieutenant Sean Conashore.

No, sir. Yes, sir.

Well, which is it?

She just signed out, Lieutenant.

Where the hell were you, Mr. Roberts?

I was in the head, sir. Nobody's supposed to leave this ship without the

of the watch giving permission, Mr. I know, sir, but Anson Roberts was

indisposed, Lieutenant.

And I was acting officer of the watch, sir.

Permission to leave this ship.

Very well, sir.

Mr. Roberts, I have observed in my 17 years in the Navy, some of her officers

are full of horse cut.

You get eggs and pancakes on the ship, chief. I don't know why you want to pay

for them at a diner.

Mr. Roberts, if you have to ask that after six months at sea, I can't explain

to you.

Isn't that Lieutenant Schott?

My God.

Mr. Roberts, don't touch anything.

Usual search for a murder weapon. I want everything checked.

Check the bushes, the dumpsters, the trash cans. Check everything.

Get a couple of divers off of that pier. Have them check around the carrier.

That's where I'd have dumped it. What do you think?

Oh, looky, looky, looky. Jack.

Yes, sir.

Lieutenant Commander Rabb, this is Lieutenant J .G. Austin. I can read

Rabb. Well, I didn't mean to imply that you couldn't, sir.

Brian Turcay, NCIS agent aboard the Seahawk.

We're looking forward to working with you, Agent Turcay.

Mr. Kay, that's okay.

I heard about you, Commander.

Jag's hotshot investigator.

Just remember, this murder happened on my turf.

Anything you come up with, I get.

And anything you come up with, I get that too.

What have you got so far, Agent Turkay?

White female, shot twice in the chest, close range.

She was a crypto officer on board.

Lieutenant Diane Shaw.

Any witnesses?

No. We saw her in anything.

All right.

All right.

We were supposed to have dinner last night.

She called about six and...

She got stuck with the mid -watch.

And she'd drive up early this morning.

When we got this call, it never occurred to me it could be Diane.

I left a note on the door for her.

I'm so sorry, Harold.

back, Jag.

What? You can't investigate the murder of your girlfriend.

How about my sister?

She was your sister?

No.

But that's a better way to describe our relationship, and I'm not leaving her

murder investigation with someone who jumps to conclusions as fast as you.

The victim was a girlfriend of Commander Rapp?

An academy classmate.

He claimed the relationship was strictly platonic, Admiral.

than I'm sure it was.

NCIS is demanding to have him removed from the investigation.

Demanding? Yes, sir.

Specifically, the investigator on board the Seahawk, an agent Turkey.

Turkey? You're kidding me.

No, sir.

I thought Chigwood was bad.

He's demanding that Lieutenant Commander Rabb be removed from the investigation,

sir. Nobody pulls a JAG officer off an investigation except me or God, and he

hadn't asked.

Oh, technically, this turkey.

His wife in high school must have been hell.

Oh, I'm sure it was, sir.

Anyway, as I was saying, technically, this NCIS agent

has jurisdiction.

Do you have a solution?

Yes, sir.

I take point in the JAG investigation.

Allison, you're a hell of a prosecutor, but you're not a murder investigator.

I would be with Commander Reb as my assistant.

I admit it's walking the ethical tightrope, but it would combine his

my judgment, which is free of his emotional entanglement.

Do it.

You have a devious mind, Allison.

Thank you, sir.

You're sitting in my chair.

Why'd you, uh, run after her?

We were supposed to meet for dinner tonight.

Hard to believe it happened less than 24 hours ago.

You had a dinner date?

Yes. You're here to observe, Lieutenant, not question.

You were saying?

I ran after Diane because I didn't have her short phone number and we hadn't

decided where to meet for dinner.

Did you, uh, catch up to her?

No, never saw her.

Were you a Lieutenant Schonk?

Lovers.

Just good friends.

Really?

Interesting.

You're the second officer who was just good friends.

It's not that unusual among younger people, Agent Turkey.

How long did you know Lieutenant Shock?

A little over two months.

She joined us late in the deployment.

We placed a crypto officer whose wife was killed in a car crash.

And you were officer of the deck last night, Commander?

That's correct.

That's unusual, isn't it, sir? The exact standing watch?

Well, I suppose so.

But we just docked after six months at sea.

Most of the ship's crew was on leave.

With the skipper called away to Washington, I had to stay on board

decided to stand to watch.

And Lieutenant Shonk was junior officer of the deck?

During the mid -watch, yes.

And Lieutenant Lamb?

He was communications officer during the mid -watch.

Commander Hallbarth.

Where did those officers stand their watches?

Lieutenant Lamb in the comm room.

Lieutenant Shonk was right here on the bridge.

In port, watches are usually stood on the quarter deck, but since it was our

first night in dock, I decided to stand it here, sir.

So Lieutenant Shonk was here with you, sir?

Yes, the junior officer of the deck is the officer of the deck's assistant.

Gave you four hours to chat.

About the ship, Commander.

We may be tied to a dock.

but there were dozens of situations which required my attention.

There was little time for chit -chat.

Did you notice anything odd in her behavior, sir?

She seemed anxious to get the watch over and get ashore, but everyone did.

Was anybody unusually interested in her?

Yes. Who?

I don't know.

Oh, come on, Lieutenant.

Diane told me she felt someone was always watching her.

Stalking her?

Well, of course someone was always watching her.

There were 5 ,000 men on this ship, and she was a beautiful woman.

You think she was being paranoid?

No.

Then why is that, Lieutenant?

Because she was murdered.

It can get a little confusing below deck, ma 'am.

That's why every compartment is numbered.

Now, the first number is the deck number. We're on O2.

We're going down to O3.

O3 indicates that we are on the third deck below the flight deck.

Then comes the frame number.

341 indicates that we are moving from this frame to... You're giving me a

headache.

Sorry, ma 'am. Yes, ma 'am.

Just walk this way, please.

Nice to see you again, Mr. Roberts.

Thank you, sir. You too.

You know each other? Yes, ma 'am.

Commander Rapp came on board early on our deployment.

I sure hope you get the guy that raped and murdered Lieutenant Shock, sir.

Rape? Yes, sir.

I just delivered the preliminary coroner's report to Agent Turkay. Which

read.

Oh, there wasn't a cover sheet on the facts, ma 'am.

And here are your quarters, Commander.

Ensign, show Lieutenant Austin to the victim's quarters so she can get started

and get me a copy of that report ASAP.

Yes, ma 'am.

Which would you like me to do first, ma 'am? Let's go, Robert.

Yes, ma 'am.

Stay a moment, Commander.

I could never handle sea duty.

Probably won't have to.

So it was just platonic.

Don't start, Commander.

I've always maintained that there's no such thing as a platonic relationship

between a healthy man and woman.

Unless one of them is gay and the other is neutered.

Diane and I never slept together.

What were you going to do all weekend? Play gin?

Red light, Commander.

I think you really mean it. I do.

Agent Turkey wants you off this case because he didn't buy your good friend's

story any more than I did.

Perhaps if I could understand, I could convince him.

Diane and I both played by the rules.

And the rules at the academy were clear.

Maybe we played by them so long we didn't know how to do anything else.

Whatever the reason, Diane and I never had a sexual relationship.

And frankly, I don't give a damn if you or Turkay or anybody believes me.

All I care about is nailing whoever did this to her.

And if you have any decency, Commander, you won't ask me anything personal about

us again.

Commander?

Sorry I'm late. I was going over the leave and liberty rosters. Lieutenant

Commander Rath.

Harm?

Sorry, sir. I'm Sarah Williams, Diane's monthmate.

I wasn't informed they'd found you.

If you're done consoling the

lieutenant, I have some questions.

Sorry, sir.

I didn't know how close they were.

There's nothing to apologize for, Carol.

How close were they, Lieutenant?

She spoke of harm.

Commander Rapp often.

They've been friends since the Academy.

Just friends?

Yes, sir.

Diane spoke of the Commander like a brother.

Did she have any other friends who weren't like brothers?

You mean was she involved in a romantic relationship?

Yes.

If only for a night.

I need to speak to you outside, Commander.

This will only take a minute.

Don't you see what he's doing?

Baiting me. He wants you to assault him. It'll get us both kicked off the

investigation.

Don't worry, Commander. I won't let him get to me. I promise.

Are we ready?

Just ask the questions, Turkey.

You were about to tell us if Lieutenant Schock was involved in a romantic

relationship. None that I knew of.

How do you explain a sexually attractive young female at sea with thousands of

men having no romantic contact?

It's against Navy regs, although she did get hit on a lot.

By who?

Lieutenant Lamb.

He's one of those officers that doesn't get the word no matter how many times

the Navy puts it out.

Diane gave him a couple of yellow lights.

And finally had to speak to the XO.

Commander Holberth? Yes, ma 'am.

They couldn't harass her without going on report, so he stalked her. Commander

Rapp, one more interruption and you're out of here.

Did she say Lieutenant Lamb was stalking her?

She didn't know who it was.

Why didn't you tell us Lieutenant Sean complained of being harassed by

Lieutenant Lamb?

It wasn't a formal complaint.

You didn't report it.

No. Commander, it's a violation of Navy regs for a superior officer to ignore

reports of sexual harassment, formal or informal.

I know, I know.

But Lieutenant Shonk emphasized that Lieutenant Lamb hadn't overtly harassed

her. She said that it was borderline and she wanted me to talk to him before she

had to make it official.

What did Lieutenant Lamb say?

He said that the problem was not with him, but with the Navy, which was so

paranoid about sexual harassment that normal social intercourse between the

sexes was no longer possible.

You actually said intercourse?

Social intercourse, yes.

Perhaps not the best choice of words, but semantically correct.

This could end my career, couldn't it?

It isn't going to help it.

You should have protected yourself, Commander.

Lieutenant Lamb was a good officer.

He didn't want anything official marring his record.

Did you follow up with Lieutenant Chunk?

Yeah, several days later.

She said he stopped speaking to her except as necessary in the performance

their duty.

Started stalking her instead.

What? Lieutenant Lamb and Williams claimed the victim said someone was

her.

No, no, no, no, no. She never reported that to me.

I'd have acted on it if she did. And why would she tell Lieutenant Lamb?

Probably didn't want to ruin his career either.

It was her way of warning him to stop stalking her.

Being nice may have cost her her life.

No idea how difficult it is escorting a civilian on a tour of the flight deck

during flight ops.

But, uh, flight operations.

Got it.

Everyone's wearing helmets and earplugs.

The only way that you can communicate is by using hand signals.

So I came up with, like, this little system, right?

Where it's sort of like the symbols on the road signs where the first time you

see them, you understand them. Like, uh... Follow me?

Uh -huh.

Or, uh... Watch your step?

Right.

Or... Right?

Look left.

Stop. Try this one.

Mark, you tear, sorry?

Uh, no, sir, no, um, uh... Shake a leg and hurry up?

Yes, ma 'am.

Would you excuse us, Mr. Roberts?

Uh, did I do something wrong, sir? No, I'd just like to speak to Lieutenant

Price. Oh, uh, sorry, yes, sir, I'm, I'll, uh... I'm on my way.

What's up?

Lamb was harassing Diane. She complained to Commander Hallbart.

Why didn't the commander say anything when you questioned him? That's what

Krennic's going to find out.

I knew something wasn't right when Lamb said Shock told him that she was being

stalked. Because he was the stalker.

He left the ship, you know.

What? He went ashore to grab some lunch. He'll be back at 1400 to stand his

watch. Harm, don't do it.

He made me flee.

If he is, we'll get a warrant.

Harm!

He still didn't get it.

What

can

I get for you, Commander?

Just coffee.

May I help you, sir?

You're one of the JAG officers investigating the murder, aren't you?

She didn't deserve to die like that.

She didn't deserve to die at all.

I know.

Of course not.

That was a stupid thing for me to say. Damn stupid.

Well, if you'll excuse me, sir, I have a watch to set. Sit down, Lieutenant.

Why did you run after Diane at four in the morning?

It's in my statement.

I didn't think she'd leave the ship so soon after going off mid -watch.

We had had a date for Saturday night, and I didn't have a sure phone.

What a coincidence. Diane and I had a date on Saturday night.

You knew her?

So how could you have a date with her when I did, Mr. Lamb?

I didn't. I was hoping to get one. So you lied in your statement.

I didn't kill her. You stalked her.

That wasn't me. I was the one who told the inquiry she was being stalked. Yeah,

you were the one who told the inquiry you had a date with her, too.

Somebody else, I swear.

You sexually harassed her, didn't you? I may have told a few off -color jokes,

but I... And when she reported you to the XO... What? You started stalking

No! You lying son of a bitch!

Hey, hey, hey!

No, hey, no! He's still dying!

dead this isn't gonna prove it sir this is just gonna get you court -martialed

city itself restricted to the ship lieutenant escort him back on board

sir and then report my assault to the xl what assault sir i

didn't kill diane but i can understand how someone in love with her feels

I guess the word's out.

Did you think slugging a junior officer in a crowded hash house would go

unnoticed? It'll headline the next issue of the Navy Times.

Jag officer results suspect in carrier murder.

Is it her K charging lamb?

He didn't have the evidence to warn it.

He harassed her, he stalked her, and he chased after her the night she was

murdered.

The victim told Commander Hobart that she thought Lieutenant Lamb might harass

her. Lieutenant Williams said the victim didn't know who was... Stop calling her

the victim.

And Lieutenant Lamb had a reasonable explanation for running after her on the

pier. He lied about that.

Like you lied about sleeping with her?

Damn it, Krennic. Watch it, Commander.

If I were you, I'd toughen my hide.

Otherwise, you're going to look like a fool on the witness stand.

What witness stand? The one Lamb's defense attorneys are going to stick you

if we charge him with murder.

You're his Mark Furman.

No smoking.

Stop it.

You'll have to stand Captain's mast.

And he said he wasn't going to file a complaint.

He isn't.

I am.

Damage control.

I need to dissociate myself from you.

Captain's mask could end my career.

Better yours than mine.

You meant that.

I'm not going to throw away my career because you're pining over your academy

sweetheart.

You're jealous.

Of a dead woman?

I don't think so.

Besides, you've made it perfectly clear that we have no personal future.

Allison, don't do this.

If I don't report you, Agent Turkey will make sure that the Seahawk skipper does

when he returns on Monday.

That'll give me 36 hours to prove Lamb killed Diane. You'll need a confession.

I'll get it.

Just don't beat it out of him.

So tell me.

What was she like, Sarah?

Diane always listened when you talked.

That's unusual for someone beautiful.

You don't think beautiful women listen? Not most.

They don't have to.

But Diane did.

Intensely. If you were talking to Diane in a crowd, it was as if the two of you

were alone.

We had liberty in Naples before sailing home.

Toured Pompeii and overnighted in Capri.

One of those weekends you have to be richer in the Navy to get.

Was she writing a novel?

You found it?

In the computer.

What little of it I read, I liked.

Her hero's harm.

She uses a different name, but it's him.

Is it?

I didn't read enough of it to tell.

Diane was in love with him.

Did she say that?

No, but it was obvious.

She kept all his letters.

Her lockbox was full of them.

It's empty now.

I guess they took them when they searched her things.

Hello, is somebody there?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello? Security, Gunnery Sergeant Kale. Thank God.

Gunnery Sergeant, this is Commander Krennic. I'm disoriented.

I'm on the O3 level at bulkhead 341.

I need to get to female officer's country.

You have to go down to go up, ma 'am.

I have to go down to go up? That doesn't make sense.

Your passageway doesn't go through on the O3 level, ma 'am. You need to go aft

to bulkhead 348, TAC -S, down to the O4 level, then back forward to the ladder

at bulkhead 340, TAC -S.

Which way is aft?

The bulkhead numbers go up as you go aft. Thank you, Gunnery Sergeant.

Where the hell am I?

Three, four, seven.

Three, four, four.

Damn. Three, four, five.

Okay.

Yes.

You okay, ma 'am? No, somebody's after me.

I didn't find anyone, ma 'am. Well, you were there just a second ago.

I can have the area swept, ma 'am. But if someone was down there, he's gone by

now. What do you mean, if?

Somebody was after me.

Yes, ma 'am. If you say so, ma 'am.

Lieutenant Lamb, your presence is requested on the bridge.

Lieutenant Lamb to the bridge ASAP.

Why didn't you tell the commander the hatch was closed?

No excuse, sir. I only realized it was secured after the commander hung up, so

ran down to open it. Did you see the stalker?

No, sir.

I only searched the O4 level for a few minutes and it was dark. He killed the

light. No, I'm afraid we did that, Commander.

With only a skeleton crew on board, engineering is shutting down all non

-essential power.

That'll be all, Gunny.

Aye, sir.

What are you doing in engineering, Commander?

Trying to find my quarters.

In engineering?

I got lost.

This isn't a ship. It's a maze.

With any consolation, Commander, we all get lost sooner or later.

You sure you didn't imagine Lieutenant Lamb stalking you?

I am not afraid of the dark, nor do I have an overactive imagination.

Why do you doubt me?

Lieutenant Lamb doesn't strike me as being stupid.

He knows he's my number one suspect.

Especially after Commander Rad's little tit -a -tit.

Why would he be stalking you?

Maybe he can't help himself.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you.

Not your fault, sir.

I'm a little edgy.

Well, it's understandable. It's kind of spooky on a carrier with a skeleton

crew.

Diane said you were a chronic punster.

Guilty.

Just didn't think I'd be doing it so soon.

Edward!

Sorry, sir. Ma 'am? What's going on, Gunnery Sergeant?

Someone was talking to Commander Krennic, sir. She believes it was

Lamb, and he hasn't been seen since reporting back to the ship, sir. Did you

check his quarters?

On my way there now, sir.

Lieutenant Lamb.

We had nothing but circumstantial evidence.

A good lawyer could have got him off.

Yeah, well, I wish he hadn't used a computer.

It's always nice to have the suicide note in a shooter's handwriting.

You don't think he wrote it?

I didn't say that.

But I'm not going to let forensics take this one for granted.

I had you all wrong.

How's that?

I thought you were just another Navy runner cop.

More concerned with control than with solving the murder.

Yeah.

And I thought you were just another hot shot female lawyer.

Your daughter's sweat didn't stink.

It doesn't.

Sir, ma 'am, have you seen Agent Turkay?

He's on the pier.

The medical examiner faxed there were more autopsy details for Agent Turkay.

Can I see it? Sorry, sir.

Agent Turkay instructed me that these were for his eyes only.

In fact, his exact words were... Don't hand any faxes over to Commander Rapp.

I see.

Fax for you, sir.

You recall my order, Ensign?

Yes, sir.

Verbatim.

Commander, the XO asked if you could join him on the bridge.

Admiral Chad Wooden wants you to report to his office tomorrow at 0800.

0800. Aye, ma 'am.

Lieutenant, you're to remain here to assist me.

Aye, ma 'am.

Anything interesting?

More forensic data from the medical examiner.

But you knew that.

Yeah, Meg.

Mr. Roberts has the makings of fine naval officers.

Or a criminal lawyer.

Well, I guess you can relax now, Commander Cornett.

Hardly.

Well, Lieutenant Lamb's confession...

Wrap up the investigation?

It shortens the murder inquiry, but I still have to conduct a suicide

investigation.

Isn't that just pro forma?

Nothing in the Navy is pro forma, Commander.

You know that.

I guess so.

If you want to know if Lamb's confession in suicide gets you off the hook for

not reporting a possible sexual harassment among your junior officers...

that wasn't what I was asking.

The answer is no.

I don't intend to put it in my report, but it's already in Lieutenant Williams'

statement.

I can't swear that someone won't read it and charge you.

I can only say it won't be me.

Thank you, Commander.

You must think I'm rather callous.

Two of my officers are dead.

I'm worried about how it will affect my career.

On the contrary, Commander.

I find it refreshingly honest.

I wrote her a poem for our commissioning.

Silly thing about the sea and the sun.

She kept it in her copy of the Navy officer's guide.

I have a breath of flower in mine.

You don't have to read that horn.

Not now. It's just a forensics of what we already know.

Don't taint your memories with an autopsy report.

What if he didn't do it?

Kill her?

Or commit suicide?

Both.

And his suicide is so convenient.

Not for him.

Then why was he stalking Krennic?

He was a rapist, Harm.

Everything they do defies logic.

Doesn't feel right.

I'll read it.

As if I were Oliver Stowe.

Grab a shower before heading to Mars.

Is the captain's mast?

Probably. I didn't think she'd charge you.

The Admiral's a fair man.

What the hell are you doing in my quarters?

I, uh, wanted to return those letters to you.

Privately.

Hope you don't mind I used your head. I mind.

Where'd you get these?

Schock's lockbox.

You know, either you're a very prolific writer, or she saved every

single letter you ever sent to her.

You read them?

Part of the job, Rob.

Oh, yeah, the good part.

Hey, look, I shouldn't even be turning those over to you.

Technically, they belong to her next of kin.

Then why are you?

Because we met like a couple of junkyard dogs in a pound.

I'd like to think we could part like men.

for what it's worth.

If it was me, I'd have slugged him too.

Commander?

Harm?

Yeah!

Come in!

You alright?

Yeah, I, uh... I must have fallen asleep. What is it?

The autopsy report.

Her body was moved.

Moved? The lividity in her body indicates that she lay curled in a fetal

position on her right side for an hour or two after her death. She was then

moved behind the wheel of her car.

The Liberty Lock says that Lamb was off the ship for only half an hour.

He couldn't have done it.

Yes, he could.

Lamb left the Seahawk again at 0630.

He could have murdered Diane, put her in his trunk, gone back to the ship, and

returned two hours later to put her behind the wheel.

The only question is, why would he do that?

You sure about this?

It's in the report.

It's okay. He was waiting for me back here after I left you. He must have read

the autopsy report. Why isn't he raising the same question as we are?

He was searching my quarters.

For what?

Evidence linking me to Lamb's murder.

Murder? He committed suicide.

I don't think so, Megan. Neither does Agent Turcay.

He believes I killed Lamb to put an end to the investigation.

Why would he suspect you?

If Lamb murdering Diane and moving her later doesn't make sense, what does?

Diane meeting someone outside of port who murdered her and brought her back

here. Turkey knows Diane was driving to Washington to meet you that morning. Uh

-huh.

He thinks I killed Diane and Lam.

I better get going if I'm going to report to the Admiral by 0800.

I need you to check with the Marines that worked the gate the night of the

murder. It's a long shot, but if Diane left with someone at that hour, one of

them might recall.

You better get going, unless you want to join me in the shower.

What if you don't come back?

I'll come back.

Hey, Chief, you think we can get the cook to make us some of that mocha mint?

What did you two do to catch the midwife little man on the totem pole sir just

unlucky sir, I don't believe that for a minute Permission leadership very well,

sir

Where are you going, Commander?

I'm going to Washington in order to report to my CO.

You're going to have to countermand that order.

Well, I don't think Admiral Chedwin would appreciate that, sir.

I'm afraid he has no choice.

I'm arresting you for the murder of Lieutenant Diane Schock.

I didn't murder Diane.

Then why were your fingerprints all over the murder weapon the divers found this

afternoon?

You have a right to remain silent.

You have a right to an attorney.

Oh, hell, you're a lawyer. You know you're right.