JAG (1995–2005): Season 10, Episode 8 - There Goes the Neighborhood - full transcript

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.



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 finds 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.

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.

Must be enough to make you mad.

Just kidding.

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 would be great.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

WOMAN: Bye-bye.

The class leader is gonna
do my orientation interview

tonight after work.

All right, well, good luck, Bud.

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.

Unless, of course,
you count the assassin

who used to live downstairs.

(chuckling): You're funny.

There's a low crime
rate in the neighborhood,

if that makes you
feel any better.

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.

(sighs)

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
anyplace 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 groan)

(groans quietly)

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 this.

I love you.

Bye.

(shivers)

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. No, 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...

(stammering)

Okay.

I will.

Bye.

(dial tone)

You take a deep breath.

COATES: 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.

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.

No more lies.

I know.

So, uh...

are we okay?

I mean...

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 telltale 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.

ROBERTS: 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.

Oceana had 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.

(shower running)

(shower turns off)

(phone ringing)

COATES: Answer that, would you?

(phone continues ringing)

Yeah.

COATES (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.

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
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.

Does 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.

ROBERTS: 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 Oceana ground 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 Oceana didn'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)

COATES: Just a minute. Okay.

Hey, Jenny. 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 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.

(chuckles): 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?

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.

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?

COATES: 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.

MORRIS: 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.

JIMENEZ: 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.

JIMENEZ: 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.

ROBERTS: 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.

JIMENEZ: 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.

Test 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.

(siren wailing in distance)

(thunder rumbling)

(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? 37 bucks.

That's crap, and you know it.

$26. 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 still has
friends in uniform. Why?

MATTIE: 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.

(thunder rumbling)

(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.

I-I-I'm sorry.

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)

(chatting quietly)

(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.

COATES: What
happened to you, Pia?

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.

(grunts)

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

MAN (whistling): Over here!

(onlookers clamoring)

Are you okay?

WOMAN: She has
a gun! Be careful!

ANNOUNCER (over P.A.):
Security to Red Line Platform.

Security to Red Line Platform.

(brakes squealing)

You are not framing me, Pia.

Give me my money!

Jen!

Hey.

Don't worry.

They'll get her.

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.

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.