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I apologize for the hour, Miss Lane.

But I feel there has been a grave misunderstanding.

Perhaps it is a cultural thing. It is often difficult to know what is and what

is not appropriate behavior in a foreign country.

I do not think your dog likes my uniform.

I confess.

I was raised in a culture that has a tendency to underestimate the

of women.

I have not made that mistake with you.

Let us have a glass of wine.

Call it unofficial dental.

You are intelligent, creative, and delightful company.

So... Tell me, Miss Lane, why would a beautiful woman with such

talent waste it working for the United States Navy?

in his father's footsteps as a naval aviator, Lieutenant Commander Harmon

Jr. suffered a crash while landing his Tomcat on a storm -tossed carrier at

Diagnosed with night blindness, Harm transferred to the Navy's Judge Advocate

General Corps, which investigates, defends, and prosecutes the law of the

There, with fellow JAG lawyer Major Sarah McKenzie, he now fights in and out

the courtroom with the same daring and tenacity that made him a top gun in the

air.

Colonel Behrouz Hatun was the Turkish military attache assigned to NATO.

Highly decorated in his country, well respected in ours. Last night he was

and killed by an ensign, Elizabeth Lane.

She was a data systems officer assigned to the Turkish embassy about two months

ago to bring their computer systems up to the NATO standards.

She admitted to the shooting? She did more than that.

Neighbor heard the gunshot. D .C. police were there within minutes.

Ensign Lane cooperated. She turned over a weapon, even gave him a statement.

Without a lawyer?

She was read her rights and waived her right to have counsel present.

Why'd she shoot?

She claimed self -defense.

Commander, we need this resolved quickly and quietly.

Turkey is one of our most important allies.

An incident like this could jeopardize our strategic position in the Middle

East.

Where is Ensign Lane now, sir?

Pre -trial confinement.

Hey, bud, what are you up to?

I'm typing a deposition. Give it in some scimps to finish. We're going to the

break. We have a murder.

Really?

Why wasn't I brought in?

I hate it when you do that.

Well, why did the Admiral put me on this case, too?

Max, I don't know. You'd have to ask him.

Let's go, bud.

I guess we could use a third opinion.

Why don't you tag along?

Well, what about the Admiral?

Well, he didn't tell me I couldn't use it.

Police report says you were wearing only a towel when you invited Colonel Hassan

into your parliament. Is it correct?

No.

I mean, yes. I was wearing just a towel, but I did not invite him in.

I had just gotten out of the shower, and the door buzzed twice. I thought it was

Mrs. Heidegger.

Mrs. Heidegger?

My neighbor next door.

She's 80.

Sometimes she pushes my number by mistake.

What did you do after you closed the front door open?

My usual routine. I opened my apartment door a crack to make sure that she had

gotten inside.

But it wasn't Mrs. Heidegger.

It was Colonel Hathorne. Why did he want to see you?

He said he wanted to talk to me.

So I asked him to wait outside so that I could get dressed.

So you closed the front door? Yes.

Did you lock it?

No, sir.

What? I didn't want to offend him.

I was halfway down the hall.

I heard the door open, and Colonel Hassan just came inside.

Uninvited. He said it would be inappropriate for someone to see him

around outside my apartment.

Diplomats worry a lot about appearance.

What about your appearance, Ed?

You didn't get dressed.

Things happened so fast after that, sir.

So fast you forgot you were naked?

I was so scared, sir. I just froze.

How did you get your weapon?

I don't remember.

You can try calling for help.

I don't think so.

If you thought your life was in danger, why didn't you try leaving the

apartment? I don't know.

I'm sorry. I'm trying.

But it's like the details, they're all blurry.

Where do you keep your pistol?

In my nightstand.

But I don't remember taking it out. It was just in my hand.

Major, I know this is not making any sense.

Why were you so scared? Did Colonel Hassan engage you in any verbal or

confrontation? No, ma 'am.

Did the Colonel have a weapon?

No.

Did he have any reason to be angry with you?

Not that I can think of.

Did he ever touch you at all?

No, ma 'am.

But I knew...

He was going to hurt me.

I just knew.

Maybe you are going to have to listen to me now.

Here we are.

Home sweet motel.

Are you sure it's going to take them three whole days to fumigate your

apartment? Why, it's the whole building, Harriet. I mean, I'm not the only one

with bugs.

You know what I mean.

Well, better get going. Got to get that motion finished by the close of

business. Well, you'll be back later, right?

Right.

I mean, because I have a two -for -one coupon on pizza.

And Free Willy on the pay -per -view.

Oh, you do know how to sweet -talk a lady.

All right, for you. Thank you. I'll be back.

Okay, bye.

Bye. Bye. Bye.

Colonel Sun had a sterilized record.

Promoted embassy detail after the Gulf War.

Lane's record was clean, too.

Lane's record's only half a page long, Mac.

Still counts. Neither of them had a history of violent behavior and neither

been reprimanded.

I'm going to have a psychological evaluation done.

When does a woman have to be crazy to shoot a man?

You don't believe her.

Believe what?

She hasn't told us anything yet.

She just killed someone, Harm.

She's in shock. It's called post -traumatic stress disorder.

I know what it's called, Freud.

Well, then you should know what she's going through. I do. I've been there.

It's not easy to deal with. She deserves the benefit of the doubt. Mac, what

difference does it make if I believe her or not? It's not what we think. It's

what we can prove.

Right now, she's given us nothing we can build a case on. What about instinct?

Why not?

You rely on your gut instincts every day. In the courtroom, during an

investigation, when you're flying.

That's different, Mac.

Why? Because you're a man?

Women rely on their instincts to survive.

It's why I don't go to the movies alone at night.

A woman's instincts are on overdrive 24 hours a day. They have to be.

If Ensign Lane felt her life was in danger, chances are it was.

So I was figuring out what wine to get with pizza. Is it going to be white

because of the anchovies or red because of the Canadian bacon?

So I decided to go with champagne.

Harriet. Harriet, are you all right? Be careful where you're pointing that

thing, bud.

Oh, I am so sorry. I'm sorry.

Ow. Ow. I'll get some ice. Okay. This is swelling down.

Can I get you some aspirin or something?

No. Okay.

But I'll settle for a kiss.

Okay.

I feel sick.

I just need to set up for a second. Sure.

That's okay.

Hey, the movie's just about to start, probably.

Okay.

That's not for you, Willie.

Yeah. Ten o 'clock.

Free Willy.

No, but that's free the Willy.

Huh?

You didn't tell me you had a dog.

Sorry, sir.

Mrs. Heidegger's supposed to be taking care of him.

Blaze is a DEA reject, so he doesn't like men in uniform.

I found that out.

Very protective.

Better than a boyfriend.

Oh, yeah? Why's that?

It's loyal, forgiving.

Doesn't leave the toilet seat up.

Why didn't he protect you from Colonel Assam?

I don't think your dog likes my uniform.

Don't touch me.

He fed Blake.

Hassan? I remember now.

I heard him open the fridge. He put a plate of food on the floor to distract

Blaze so that he wouldn't protect me.

That's when I got the gun.

He was coming to hurt me.

So I had to shoot him.

I had to.

I wanted to apologize for last night.

I shouldn't have left.

Oh, Harriet, I can't believe that you stayed as long as you did. I mean, we

could have had a better time at the Bates Motel. I'm sorry.

It's not your fault.

I've given this a lot of thought, and maybe you'd like to come stay with me.

You and me?

In your apartment? Are you okay about this?

Yeah. Dinner's at seven.

Be there.

Ma 'am, I've got the crime scene photos.

There it is.

A plate.

Not a dog dish or a bowl, a plate.

So?

She said Hassan fed her dog.

Keep it occupied so it wouldn't protect her.

Don't tell me you're starting to believe her.

I wouldn't go that far, Mac. Let's just say I'm seeing defense possibilities.

Excuse me, ma 'am.

The Admiral would like to see you in his office, Commander.

Thanks.

Excuse me.

You know, this sucks.

Ma 'am? I feel like I'm 15 years old again, getting grounded for stealing

and drinking.

If that's the sort of thing one might get grounded for as a teenager.

You know, how long is the Admiral going to treat me like this?

I don't know, ma 'am.

Maybe you ought to let him know how you feel about it.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

I should march right in there and put it on the table.

I don't know about that, ma 'am. Who does he think he is, anyway?

The Admiral? I don't deserve this. He is lucky to have me back.

I should get right in his face and give him a piece of my mind.

Mayday, Major. Mayday. I'm a Marine, a devil dog. We don't back down from

anything.

Thanks, bud.

Don't mention it.

Please.

Secnev wants to know what progress you're making on the case.

Well, Anson Lane seems to be suffering from some sort of post -traumatic stress

disorder, sir. She's having difficulty remembering details.

Turkish government is putting on the pressure, Commander.

Well, I'm moving as quickly as I can, Admiral, but it's not easy.

Right now, her whole defense comes down to intuition.

Well, for your sake, you're kidding.

He's not, sir.

But Major, we're right in the middle of something here. Yes, sir, and with all

due respect, I think I should be a part of it.

I know you believe I should be punished for leaving JAG, and maybe you're right.

But right now, Ensign Lane's future is more important than teaching me a

sir.

Major, do you know the difference between initiative and insubordination?

Yes, I do, sir, and I would like to believe that I'm demonstrating the

This case demands the benefit of a woman's perspective, and I, for one,

that Ensign Lane's intuition is a valid motive.

And how is it that you're even privy to the particulars of this case?

Well, sir, I thought the Major would, you know...

Well, it's that female perspective thing she mentioned earlier.

Sir, when we leave this building tonight, we'll do it in very different

You'll get in your car and drive off.

I'll walk out and pay attention to shadows and dark corners.

My keys will be in my hand for quick access to my car and in case I need them

a weapon.

I don't give it a second thought because it's standard operating procedure every

time I leave every building.

Woman's intuition isn't a joke.

It's a matter of survival.

If it weren't for her instincts, Ensign Lane would be the one who's dead.

Sir, with the time frame being what it is, I could really use all the help I

could get.

Fine. Dismissed.

Thank you, sir.

Major!

My instincts tell me I wouldn't recommend this approach in the future.

Yes, sir.

Nothing sure smells good.

Well, I hope you like veggie lasagna.

My favorite.

Hey, what are these little kid things?

That's a Hummel.

That one is called On Our Way, and it's worth over $1 ,000.

Yeah.

Is there something wrong?

Wrong? No.

It's just that when we first started dating, we both got tested.

Right. And you showed me your test results, and they were negative.

Well, they still are. I mean, I still am.

So am I.

Good.

Oh, my gosh. I forgot to tell you.

I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have told you.

I think I smell your lasagna burning.

I think you're right.

Hi.

Ready?

Where's Major McKenzie?

She's digging up everything she can on her son.

It's okay, Anson. You're safe with me.

He's staying with Mrs. Heidegger.

Oh.

Well, I see you like dolls.

My dad was an engineer.

I traveled around a lot as a kid. You know, I never stayed one country long

enough to make any friends, so my father always bought me a doll every time we

moved to a new country.

So that way I always had at least one new friend wherever I went.

Looks like you have a lot of friends.

But they're not real.

I'll be your friend.

I don't need a friend, Commander.

I need someone who believes in me.

Tell me the truth.

Let's walk through what happened that night.

It was 10 .15. You just got out of the shower.

I heard the door buzzer.

What? It rang twice.

That's why I thought it was Mr. Heidegger.

So I buzzed open the lobby door, and then I opened my own door to look out.

Colonel Thon.

Miss Lane, we need to talk.

Blade, calm down.

Forgive me, sir. I need to get dressed.

I assumed it was about work. You feel threatened?

Awkward, mostly.

I mean, he's a very important man, and he seemed irritated with me.

What happened then?

He said, excuse me, Miss Lane, but I shouldn't be seen outside of your

apartment.

You must be freezing.

First time you mentioned the window. I just remembered it. It's always open.

Blaze likes to look outside.

The colonel asked for a drink.

No, sir. He said he needed a drink, and then I went into the bedroom.

He went directly into the kitchen?

I didn't see.

There was a noise.

What kind of noise?

A metallic click.

Why didn't you leave?

Sir.

Hassan was in the kitchen. Why didn't you go out the front door then?

I don't remember.

I just remember being so scared.

I knew that I couldn't escape.

And that he would never let me get away.

He had no right to come into my bedroom.

If he had just stayed out there.

He should not have come in. It was his fault.

He was going to hurt me.

Let go of me! Let go of me!

Beth, no one is going to hurt you.

I won't let them.

I was defending myself, sir.

He was going to kill me.

Why won't anyone please me?

Mac, where's Bud?

Haven't seen him.

Maybe Ensign Sims does. No, I haven't seen her this morning either.

Ensign Sims?

Yes, sir.

You seen Lieutenant Roberts?

Uh, what do you mean, sir?

There he is.

Bud!

Yes, sir.

You have the psychological report I asked for? I was just on my way to get

sir.

Excuse me, Ensign. Here, here.

Sims.

What's going on with these two?

Isn't it obvious?

They're sleeping together.

No, no way.

Twenty bucks if they're hot bunking.

We'll take that bet.

Watch and learn.

Oh, Lieutenant.

Yes, ma 'am.

Hmm.

Women's perfume.

Long blonde hair.

Lipstick on the cheek.

Tell me, Lieutenant, where did you sleep last night? And remember, officers

never lie.

Isn't that Admiral Drake?

You're good.

I know.

Hey up, flyboy.

I'm good for it. I'll get you later.

What's on your mind, Commander?

The Admiral I just saw.

Commander Iams and the SEC now have leaving your office, sir.

I get the feeling I'm not being told everything.

Told you all I can.

But you haven't told me all you know.

Attorney, client privilege is not the only thing preventing me from helping

Commander. Look, I don't like this any more than you do.

Well, we both have to deal with it. Is this your wife telling me that Edsel

is going to be fed to the dogs no matter what I do, sir?

Well, I would like to think that you have more confidence in our UCMJ and

own lawyer skills.

Oh, I do, sir.

That's why I refuse to allow her to be sold out by the Navy or anyone else,

sir.

You neglected to tell me you quit your job at the embassy.

I thought you knew, sir.

I assumed that my transfer request was part of my personnel file.

Why did you quit?

We'd had several problems with the system, and I felt I was in over my

Really? You made the same upgrades for the French and the Germans.

Yes, but the Turkish system is older, and it just kept crashing no matter what

tried. Did Hassan blame you for that?

Maybe. I don't know.

Did he seem angry when he came to see you?

He seemed to be on edge.

Is that why he felt threatened?

Perhaps.

Maybe, perhaps, I don't know. Beth, you have got to give me something solid to

go with.

Why didn't you call for help?

I did, sir.

I tried to call 911.

You never told me that. I just remembered.

There is no record.

The phone wasn't working.

Beth, both phones in the apartment were in perfect working order after the

incident according to the police report. That's not true, sir.

I tried to call for help, but I couldn't get a dial tone. All I could hear was

Hassan in the kitchen.

I heard him through the phone. He had the phone off the hook.

This was supposed to be cut and dried.

What's Rab trying to prove?

He's a defense lawyer, sir. He's doing his job. And you know how this is

supposed to work, Admiral.

Well, then somebody should have told him.

Turkish government expects a conviction.

What do you want me to tell him?

Throw the case, lose this one for the good of the service commander?

Look, I don't care how big this is. I don't like deceiving my people, sir.

What you tell him is your problem.

But if this doesn't go down as planned, then you will become my problem.

I don't like having problems, Apple.

What are you doing?

They know.

Who? Commander Rabb and Major McKenzie. They know that we're... You know.

Did you tell them?

No. They figured it out.

It was Major McKenzie.

You don't know what it's like being interrogated by a Marine.

The woman is ruthless.

What are we going to do?

I don't know about you, but I'm pleading the fifth. Admit to nothing.

Burton approved us on the prosecution.

Relax, bud.

It can't help work up for nothing.

Take a deep breath.

Everything's going to be okay. If it makes you feel any better, I'll have a

woman -to -woman talk with you.

You're the best, Harriet.

Only with you.

Lieutenant! Ow!

Sir, what are you doing?

I was looking for a book, sir.

Oh, here it is.

We have no prints.

Hassan's prints weren't on the phone in the kitchen?

No prints at all, not even in some lanes.

Somebody wiped it down. I did find this, however.

Hassan was assigned to the embassy after his predecessor was booted out of the

country. Well, you know what they send him home for.

Got caught stealing satellite photos of American military bases.

A spy.

Well, now, what are the chances that Colonel Hassan is continuing where his

predecessor left off? Well, we have no proof of that.

No? Well, maybe Beth does.

Well, then why wouldn't she say something?

I don't know.

Maybe she doesn't know that she knows.

Okay, back up. You lost me. Well, if Hassan was fine, and Beth found out

about it, it gives him a motive to kill her, correct?

Yeah, assuming she found something incriminating, which she didn't.

Maybe she found something without realizing it. Maybe something in the

computers. So assuming he was a spy, and assuming he thought she'd found out,

Colonel Hassan was going to kill her just to be safe?

You're not buying it, are you? No, and nobody else will either.

I'm getting Beth out of the break. She has the key to all this, whether she

knows it or not.

Amanda Rand, upon review of Vincent Lane's charge report and confinement

I agree there's a...

No evidence to suggest that Instant Lane will not appear at trial, nor do I

believe she is likely to engage in serious criminal misconduct. Therefore,

releasing Instant Lane back to restricted custody.

Confined in court until such time as a trial is convened or charges are

dismissed. Thank you, sir.

Your Honor, the seriousness of this crime and the political repercussions...

not outweigh Instant Lane's rights as an individual.

My decision stands.

Good to be home.

Growling I hear the dog or is that your stomach?

Well, the brig isn't known for its gourmet cuisine.

You like Chinese food?

There is a great takeout down the street. Delivered to prisoners for free.

Please tell me that was a disgruntled girlfriend, sir.

Sorry, I don't know why I said that. It wasn't even funny. Hey, this is my

fault. I insisted on taking you out of confinement. Now I put you in danger.

Who do you think it was?

Probably Hassan's people.

Does that mean dead?

Yeah. The big question is why.

Is it for something you saw?

Maybe it's for something they thought you saw.

It could simply be revenge for Hassan's death.

Beth, do you remember anything about your time at the Turkish embassy that

suggest Hassan was spying on the U .S. government?

A spy?

You're kidding, right?

You're not, are you, sir?

Only harm.

My harm is harm.

Start at the beginning.

First day on the job.

Tell me everything.

Even the things you think are insignificant.

You took Ensign Lane to your apartment?

Admiral, it's my duty to protect her. She's safe there.

Sir, the man Colonel Hassan replaced at the embassy was a spy.

So? We believe the flow of classified information still continues.

Conjecture effect.

Theory.

Sir.

What if Hassan thought that found him out?

Will you have proof she did?

Not yet, sir.

But even if he thought she'd found out, it would give him reason to kill her.

So, your defense is what?

Accusing a dead Turkish diplomat of maybe being a spy?

Somebody tried to kill Anson Lane last night, sir.

Perhaps it was to keep her quiet.

Now, if Hassan were a spy, I doubt he was working alone.

You were assigned this case, Commander, because it was thought you could resolve

it quickly and quietly.

I'm trying, sir. Try harder.

Accusing members of the Turkish government of espionage in this case is

unacceptable.

Even if it's the truth?

Admiral, are you telling me that politics are more important than the

More important than Anton Lane's life?

Find another way, Commander.

You have expensive tastes.

Maybe it was a gift.

The wine rack.

There's only one empty space.

Except, you know, I thought I took a better bottle.

He never opened it.

Maybe he couldn't find a corkscrew.

Corkscrew's right there on the countertop.

Look at this.

What do you see?

Dish towel and a wine bottle? Wine bottle wrapped in a dish towel in his

You think Colonel Hassan was going to kill her with Bordeaux?

Ensign Lane, is this your gun?

Yes, ma 'am. Did you use this gun to kill Colonel Behrouz Hassan?

Yes, ma 'am. Why?

He was going to hurt me, ma 'am.

Did Colonel Hassan say he was going to do you bodily harm?

No, ma 'am.

Did Colonel Hassan ever touch you?

No, ma 'am.

Did Colonel Hassan ever threaten you in any way?

Yes, ma 'am.

How did he threaten you, Ensign Lane?

He came into my apartment uninvited, ma 'am.

Did you ask him to leave?

No, ma 'am.

So where's the threat, Anson Lane?

He fed my dog, ma 'am.

You killed a man because he fed your dog?

It's not just that.

Anson Lane, you opened the door wearing no more than a towel.

You never bothered to get dressed.

And when Colonel Hassan suggested you have a drink with him, you shot him in

chest, correct?

Yes, ma 'am.

Admiral, we have more than sufficient evidence to take this case to trial, and

we recommend that Ensign Elizabeth Lane be moved back into confinement and tried

for the premeditated murder of Colonel Behrouz Hassan.

Commander? Ensign Lane, you're aware that this is an investigative hearing,

you are under oath and you are required to tell the truth, as you know.

Yes, sir.

Tell us, Ensign Lane, why didn't you leave your apartment?

I don't know, sir.

Where are the exits located?

There's the front door and the back door, which leads down a fire escape.

What about the windows?

I live on the third floor, sir.

Well, why didn't you go out the back door and down the fire escape?

It's a locked deadbolt, sir.

Where was the key?

In my purse in the kitchen.

With Colonel Hassan.

Two exit options gone.

What about the front door? Was it unlocked?

Yes, sir. I unlocked it when Colonel Hassan arrived.

Where was that key?

It was in the deadbolt, sir. I keep it there in case of an emergency.

This was an emergency, wasn't it?

Yes, sir.

Was the door unlocked when you opened it to let the police inside?

No, sir.

Ensign Lane, you're certain that the front door was locked?

Yes, sir.

The key was not in the deadbolt, and I had to use one in my purse to let the

police inside.

Who locked the front door?

Colonel Hassan, on his way to the kitchen, sir.

Objection, Your Honor, unless Commander Rapp can prove that Colonel Hassan

locked the front door.

Your Honor, this is a list of Colonel Hassan's personal effects.

Included in that list is a key to the deadbolt lock of the defendant's front

door.

A late night, an uninvited guest, a dog kept busy with leftovers.

Powerful man who entered your apartment after being told to wait outside.

A kitchen phone taken off the hook so you couldn't call out.

A man who'd virtually ignored you until that day.

Who came into your bedroom with an unopened bottle of wine covered in a

towel to be used as a blunt instrument.

Then replaced in a wine rack with no danger of fingerprints.

Two locked doors with inaccessible keys.

Ensign Lane's instincts told her she was in danger for her life.

This evidence proves she was right, Your Honor.

I can't believe it's all over.

We're great, sir.

Oh, we're lucky.

Nice working there, Rab.

Same time. But I tend to agree with the Major. You did get lucky.

I don't know how to thank you, but I'm sure you get that from all your clients.

Only the ones we get acquitted.

You're still in danger, Beth.

I'm going to take some leave, get out of town for a few days. How about a blown

away dinner?

I don't think that's a good idea. Tonight, my place at 7 .30.

I won't take no for an answer.

You have reached a number that has been disconnected or is no longer in service.

If you feel you have reached this recording in error, please check the

and... What are

you

doing here so late, sir?

Well, I could ask you the same question, bud.

The ammo's got me digging through the archives. I'm looking for Ansel Lane's

file. I can't find it anywhere. Well, let me press.

That's weird. She's not in the personal police files.

No.

Wait a minute. Let me try this.

That's impossible.

She's not listed on the court docket for today.

I don't get it.

Commander, my office.

Admiral, I was just looking for Ensign Lane's file on the computer.

Like she never existed.

The woman you knew as Ensign Lane was a naval intelligence agent.

working undercover to infiltrate a Washington spy ring.

You should have told me, sir.

I couldn't. What if I had lost the case, Admiral?

You were supposed to.

Ensign Lane was to be tried, convicted, and imprisoned for life, at least on

paper. What about the sniper?

Turkish government has denied involvement, but recalls several of

staff.

You know, sir, I like to know when I'm risking my life.

I should have been told.

I know.

But this was bigger than you or me, Commander. Many lives were at stake.

Damn hard.

Only you could have gotten her acquitted.

Do you know how close you came to exposing the whole operation?

As it is, the fallout from this will take weeks to repair.

What was her real name, sir?

I don't know.

Sorry.

What?

It's my job, Commander, to support and defend the Constitution of the United...

No.

Why'd you come back?

I don't know. Normally I can just walk away.

What's different this time?