JAG (1995–2005): Season 4, Episode 17 - Nobody's Child - full transcript
A five-year-old girl dies by strangulation during a school field trip to a Naval museum in Washington, DC; nobody reports a corresponding missing child. Harm takes a strong personal interest in the case, so he gets the admiral's consent for him to investigate; he calls in LCdr. Teresa Coulter, a pathologist. Autopsies show a history of malnutrition and physical abuse. With Bud's help Harm finds a source of information, which takes him to another lead, which takes him and Teresa to the victim's twin sister, who's alive. They learn the identity of the killer, and Harm resolves to pursue him until he finds him. Meanwhile Bud passes the bar exam on his first attempt.
♪ Hush-a-bye ♪
♪ Don't you cry ♪
♪ Go to sleepy, little baby ♪
♪ Blacks and bays,
dapples and grays ♪
♪ Coach and six little horses ♪
How are you, ma'am?
How you doing?
Hey, boys and girls,
I'm Master Chief Morris,
and I'm going to be
your guide. All right.
So I want you to form a line
here, and... That's all six now.
Ready? Everybody just follow me.
♪ With the sun, day has begun ♪
♪ To greet all your
pretty little horses ♪
♪ Hush-a-bye ♪
♪ Don't you cry ♪
♪ Go to sleepy, little baby ♪
♪ Hush-a-bye ♪
♪ Don't you cry ♪
♪ Go to sleepy, little baby ♪
♪ When you wake,
you'll have sweet cake ♪
♪ And all the
pretty little ponies. ♪
Lieutenant Roberts is here, sir.
Send him in; I
don't have all day.
Sir?
I think you should read it,
Lieutenant.
The results of
the D.C. bar exam.
Bradley... Riley...
Roberts, Bud J. Junior.
You did it.
The first time!
I'm so proud of you!
All that hard work paid off.
Congratulations.
Damn fine work, Lieutenant.
Thank you, sir.
Now, Lieutenant
Sims, if you'll excuse us,
your presence is
no longer needed.
Sir, I'd like to help
in any way I can.
I appreciate that,
but I think we can
handle it from here.
Aye, sir.
Have a seat.
Lieutenant, grab a chair.
Yes, sir.
Body of a dead child was
discovered this morning
at the Potomac Naval Annex.
She'd been brutally
beaten and strangled.
Who was she, sir?
Identity unknown.
No one's reported
a child missing?
All the schoolchildren
on a field trip
from Marion Anderson
Elementary School
have been accounted for.
The dead child's
body's been tagged
right now as Jane Doe #37.
D.C. Police and the
NCIS are both at the scene.
Who has jurisdiction, sir?
Potomac Naval Annex
is being handed over
to the D.C. government.
Now, there is some
question as to who has
primary jurisdiction.
I want you and the Major
to monitor the
progress of this case.
I want to make damn sure
every aspect of
this investigation
is handled properly.
Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
Agent Holland,
I'm Major MacKenzie, JAG Corps.
This is Lieutenant
Commander Rabb.
Major, Commander.
Any clue yet as to the
identity of this child?
Given her condition
prior to death,
probably a throwaway.
She was malnourished,
her clothes hadn't been washed,
and there's evidence
of physical abuse.
Excuse me.
You all right?
Uh, yeah.
Was she sexually abused?
There are no obvious signs
of sexual assault, Commander.
But the autopsy
reports should tell us
if there's a history
of sexual abuse,
as well as internal injuries.
How long has she been here?
24 hours, maybe less.
Well, that's
certainly enough time
for somebody to notice
she was gone. Excuse me.
You'd think.
We'll check local law
enforcement agencies
for missing persons reports.
We found an
insignia with the body.
Master Chief.
She was holding
on to it real tight.
Like it was all she
had left in the world.
Is it possible this pin
belonged to her attacker
or that it fell off
during the attack?
Anything's possible, Major.
Hey, Holland, you want it?
Too busy, Worton?
The base transfer
doesn't take place
until the 17th of next month.
Till then, it belongs
to the Navy.
Nevertheless, it was
my understanding
that the D.C. Police
were assisting in this
investigation, Detective.
That means if you get
a lead or a name,
you give me call.
Then I'll put some guys
on it, I'll see what I can do.
Sorry.
My tax dollars at work.
Okay, that's it, word
just came down!
NCIS's team now!
We're going to need
some more cars!
Let's get out of here.
You go.
There's nothing
more you can do here.
I'm staying with the kid.
You taking the car?
No, I'll catch a ride
with Agent Holland.
I'm sure she won't mind.
A deep ligature furrow
encircles the neck.
The width of the furrow
varies between one inch
to one and a quarter inches.
It's horizontal in orientation.
There are bruises along
the left side of the neck.
Dr. Vaughn, I'm Lieutenant
Commander Rabb.
I'm with the JAG Corps.
I'm investigating
this little girl's death.
A little busy just
now, Commander.
I'll wait.
There are fresh
bruises on both arms
an inch above the wrist.
The unembalmed, poorly nourished
and poorly developed female body
measures 43 inches in length,
weighs an estimated 36 pounds.
The external auditory
canals are filled with blood.
How did she die?
It's too early to tell.
The ligature furrow indicates
the possibility of asphyxiation.
There's also evidence
of major skull trauma.
I'd hazard a guess there's
internal hemorrhaging
and severe brain damage.
You'll get my full
report in the morning.
Well, you give it to me
when you're finished.
I'll be here.
Don't expect me to have
answers I don't have.
Anything you can
tell me helps, Doctor.
What's this kid mean to you
that you're willing
to spend the night?
Don't want her to be alone.
She's dead, Commander.
She doesn't know the difference.
There are what
appear to be burns
on the back and
arms... seven in all.
Each is about a
centimeter in diameter.
The burns appear
to have been caused
by a lit cigarette.
There are bruises
on the buttocks,
backs of the thighs, calves
and the soles of the feet...
Admiral, I'd like to
stay with this case, sir.
Well, what do you have
on your plate, Commander?
Uh, well, sir, there's
the four sailors
charged with trespassing
for staging a sit-down protest
in Captain Tony's Bar.
Is this the bar in San Diego
that the bank's repossessing?
Yes, sir.
And the Alverez deposition.
Alverez?
Gunner's mate in Mayport, sir.
Told his CO He was moonlighting
as a bouncer in a dance club.
Turns out, he was
working in a strip joint.
As a bouncer?
Well, not exactly, sir.
He billed himself as
the Mighty Maverick.
Apparently, he
had a rather large...
following.
Oh.
Well, it seems like you
have plenty to keep you busy.
Sir, about this case...
Well, the D.C. cops don't feel
it's their jurisdiction,
and the autopsy
was less than routine, sir.
Point, please.
Well, I feel that someone
should be in her corner, Admiral.
Sir.
If you have a need to
continue on this, go ahead.
I want Lieutenant Roberts
and Lieutenant Sims
to handle the Alverez
and the San Diego four.
Major can supervise.
Thank you, sir.
I'd like to stay on
the case as well, sir.
I've made my decision.
Yes, sir.
Dismissed.
I know that look.
What look?
The one you had
when we went to Russia
to look for your father.
The one when you insisted
on representing Roscoe Martin
and we know how that turned out.
You're just ticked
because you and Bud
get stuck with the Alverez case.
Oh, yeah, my dream in law school
was prosecuting a gunner's
mate for dropping trou.
Bud, will you contact
the FBI, get me a list
of all the registered sex
offenders in the D.C. area?
Right away, sir.
Also, get me a list of all
civilian and naval
personnel working at
the Potomac Naval Annex,
and living in the
surrounding area.
And get a sketch artist.
Get me a likeness of the
child just prior to death.
A child was murdered, sir?
Yes.
You're not letting NCIS
handle this, Commander?
We're working closely with
NCIS on this, Lieutenant.
Ever heard of an office?
A telephone?
Hell, we can sit in the car.
I got the heater on high.
Any word yet on the
identity of the child?
I check with the Center
for Missing and Exploited
Children three times a day,
and so far, there's no
report of a missing child
who fits her description.
How does a child just disappear
without anybody
reporting her missing?
It doesn't happen.
Don't get personal
with this, Commander.
It'll eat you alive.
Who was she?
Where did she live?
How'd she get on this base?
The body gets released tonight.
The burial's tomorrow.
And the D.C. government's
going to spring for a plot
in Glenwood Cemetery.
A pauper's grave.
That's the way it's done.
Delay it.
Have the D.C. coroner
release the body to you.
I'm bringing someone in.
Ma'am.
Commander.
Commander.
Hi. I'll take that.
Thank you.
So just how did you arrange this
on six hours notice?
Told them I'd hold my
breath till I turned blue.
You still on the cigar wagon?
Yeah, been on it
for about a year.
How about you?
Eh, I'm still hooked.
Time to quit.
I know.
How's Graceland?
Well, there are so many dead,
they had to bring in
a refrigerated truck
just to handle the overload.
I hope you're going to tell me
you got something
less depressing.
I was hoping you'd find
something they didn't.
It's a little girl.
I like to start fresh.
I don't want to be influenced
by previous findings.
Fair enough.
You know, you and
I had some success
working together last time.
But you know I got my
own way of doing things.
Well, that's why you're
here, Commander.
I need you.
Wherever it leads us.
This break occurred
immediately before
or just after death.
These here are anvil abrasions.
I don't remember that
being in the Medical
Examiner's report.
Well, see the faint,
parallel scratches?
What's the cause?
Well, her head was placed
against a hard surface
and struck with a
blunt instrument.
The force of the blow
caused the skull to slip,
and that, in turn,
produced the abrasions.
So what does that tell us?
Well, there are a
couple possibilities:
sadism, ritual murder.
Was she sexually molested?
I don't know for sure.
You can read it either way.
Her ribs are also broken,
so she couldn't have had
the chance to run away.
Her strength would
have been sapped.
Instead of crying out, she
could probably do no more
than bleat.
You want to know why that
child died alone, don't you?
"And they brought
young children to Jesus
"that he should touch them.
"And his disciples rebuked
those that brought them.
"But when Jesus saw it,
he was much displeased
"and he said to them,
"'Suffer the little
children to come unto me
"'and forbid them not,
for of such is the
kingdom of God.'"
"'Whoever shall not
receive the kingdom of God
"'as a little child,
"ye shall not enter therein.'
"And Jesus took
them up in his arms,
and put his hands on
them and blessed them."
Oh, God, whose beloved son
did take little children
into his arms and blessed them,
give us grace, we beseech thee
to entrust this child,
to thy never-failing
care and love.
And here's the list of
registered sex offenders
living in proximity to the
Potomac Naval Annex, sir.
Now, I've come up
with a couple of names.
One in particular
caught my attention...
A, uh, William Randall Hawkins.
Now, he has a couple
convictions on child molestation
and he lives with
his brother Bradley.
Now, his brother
is a Master Chief
at the Naval Air Facility,
but he's been deployed
to the Patrick Henry right now.
And as you know, the little
girl was found with a, uh,
Master Chief collar
insignia in her hand.
That's right.
"Violating D.C. Code 224108,
"First Degree Child
Abuse 224110,
Enticing A Child..."
I want to speak to this
William Randall Hawkins, Bud.
Can you...?
I'll take care of it, sir.
Thank you.
Uh, sir, where's
Commander Coulter?
Supervising the
toxicology test at Bethesda.
Is this the screen for opiates?
Mm-hmm.
Came up negative.
And blood ethanol...
it's also negative.
Hmm.
Commander, you know what?
This one, I really think
you should take a look at.
Take a peek.
Could you hand me the printout?
Mm-hmm.
Dear God.
Excuse me, sir.
Major MacKenzie
needs the Alverez file.
Yeah.
And, uh, Bud needs
the depositions
for the San Diego four.
Lieutenant Commander Rabb.
Rabb, Detective Lane.
Detective Lane, thanks
for calling me back.
Listen, uh, could you hang
on one second? Thank you.
Can you ask Bud to
come and see me ASAP?
He's in with the Admiral
right now, discussing his new
trial responsibilities...
Uh, Lieutenant...
I'll send him in as
soon as he's finished.
I'll get those.
How can you look at
pictures like this, sir?
Comes with the
territory, Lieutenant.
What territory?
How can you even tolerate this?
Commander, you
didn't have to do this.
You asked for it.
You're supposed to
be working on Alverez,
and now you have Bud
involved in this! Don't!
Mr. Roberts...
I'll talk to her, sir.
It's not your fault.
Aren't you the
one that warned me
about taking this
in the first place?
I was wrong.
When we were at the
Potomac Naval Annex,
something happened.
Nothing out of
the ordinary, Mac.
We've worked together
three years, Harm,
we've traveled together,
we've slept together...
In the same room.
I know you.
When we worked with
Lieutenant Commander Coulter
on the Navajo reservation,
she moved beyond science.
She was starting
to think differently.
That's why you called
her in this time, isn't it?
Because you believe there's
something deeper happening here.
I'm a lawyer, Mac.
I believe in facts.
Talk to me.
There's some things
that won't be in my report.
Things I believe but I
can't quantify or prove.
I'm listening.
Well, I know how you
feel about the unexplained,
but I'm convinced this child
is trying to tell me something.
Go on.
Well, I can tell you
how she lived, Harm...
I mean, in misery.
She was burned with cigarettes.
She was beaten, she was starved.
I mean, not all her life,
but, certainly, in the
last few months of it.
I can tell you how
she was killed.
She was... choked.
She was probably still alive
when she got the side
of her head bashed in.
But that's not what
you need to know.
I mean, whoever
killed her hated her.
How do you know that?
Well, her injuries.
I mean, her assailant
beat her into nothingness.
Whoever did this
simply didn't want
her to exist anymore.
You mind if I ask you
something personal?
Well, you'll know if I do.
You once told me that your
father killed your mother.
He beat her to death in a
drunken rage when I was 22.
I came home an hour
later and found the body.
It was like my
world blew to pieces
and all I wanted to
do is find out why.
It was as if that would
somehow make the pain go away.
Yeah.
That why you
became a pathologist?
I think maybe I thought
I'd find some answers.
You know, I didn't, of course,
at least not in
the usual places.
No name, no family.
Nobody's child.
How'd you find this
guy, anyway, Bud?
I checked with the DMV
to get his brother's
license plate number.
I figured that Mr. Hawkins
would borrow the Chief's car
while he was away
in the Gulf, and...
I located the nearest schools
and scoped him out. Nice job.
I know you've moved
past this kind of work, Bud,
so, uh... thank you.
I think I'm going to have a talk
with Mr. Hawkins.
Can you do that, sir?
He's just sitting in his car,
minding his own business.
Well, he might be
having bad thoughts, Bud.
I don't know if that gives
you probable cause.
You know what I say?
The hell with it.
William Randall Hawkins?
I didn't do anything.
Nobody said you did.
Then give me my keys back.
What's going on, Willy?
Who are you?
Well, I'm a guy who knows
exactly what you were thinking.
You some kind of cop?
Yeah, Willy, I'm
the thought police.
Are you still molesting
little girls, Willy?
I didn't do anything!
What were you doing
in that car, Willie? Nothing.
You can't go around
bothering people.
I'm going to call the cops.
You go right ahead.
We'll tell them you've been
hanging around
school yards again.
No, you made me
violate my parole.
I mean, you chased me here.
You ran away from me, Willy.
Sir, are you making
a citizen's arrest?
No, Bud, Mr. Hawkins is
coming with us voluntarily
as a material witness.
The hell I am.
We just want to talk, Willy.
About what?
Well, Willy, I want to
know everything you know
about the murder
of a five-year-old girl.
And believe me,
it's in your best
interest to talk to me.
I want to talk to a lawyer.
You're talking to one.
I've got rights.
I respect those rights.
The way I see it, Mr. Hawkins,
you have two choices.
You can talk to me
voluntarily, citizen to citizen.
You tell me the truth.
If I like your story,
I'll put in a good word
about how you helped
solve a homicide.
Or I can call my
friend Detective Lane
down in Sex Crimes, tell
him you've been a bad boy.
Your parole is violated.
You serve out the
last seven years
of your sentence at Lorton.
First question I don't
like, I'm out of here.
Fair enough.
So, what were
you doing in that car
outside of Anderson
Elementary School,
making new friends?
I was listening
to the Vienna Boys
Choir on the radio...
"als ich bei meinen
schafen wacht."
Catchy tune.
You ever seen
this little girl before?
Is she dead?
How did you know that?
You mentioned a homicide.
Twice.
I'm not a violent person.
I would never hurt a child.
Have you seen her before?
I will neither confirm
nor deny, Commander.
Yeah, I think
maybe you killed her.
No.
Well, you know
something about her.
Now, you either
have seen her before,
or you know where she lived,
or you saw her
with somebody else.
You're getting to a very
sensitive area, Commander.
I am not a stalker.
Well, you got a problem, pal.
You do bad
things to little girls.
August 4, 1993...
You abducted Mary
Bunche from a school yard.
Mary came to me willingly.
You sodomized her.
There's some dispute about that.
I only pled to the charges
to keep out of
Lorton for 15 years.
As proof... I've been
good since I've been out.
Wait a minute.
Less than a month
ago, you were picked up,
loitering outside of
Bethune Middle School.
That was a misunderstanding.
No charges were filed.
You know what I think?
I think you did
murder this child.
No.
How do I know that, huh?
You hang around school yards,
you follow children.
I do not admit to that.
That would be a
violation of my parole.
I don't like
this line of questioning.
I don't see Hawkins doing it.
He fits the profile.
There was something
in my analysis
of the digestive system
that I didn't understand
until just now.
I found about ten
cc's of paper pulp
in the child's stomach
and intestines.
That didn't make sense to me...
unless she was locked
away somewhere,
and that's how she
kept herself alive...
Eating cardboard.
That man in there
doesn't have that kind
of hatred in his soul.
You want me in there with you?
Why? You afraid
of what I might do?
No, I'm afraid of
what I might do.
Who's she?
Major MacKenzie.
Why bring her in?
This may come as a
surprise, Mr. Hawkins:
He really doesn't like you.
So far, I don't have an opinion.
You the good cop?
I'm a marine lawyer.
Help me out here, Willy.
Give us something to work with.
Have you seen her?
I'm conflicted, Commander.
Yeah?
You see this?! Aye?!
Somebody wrapped a belt
around this little girl's neck,
and pulled it so tight,
she couldn't breathe!
Was that you?!
Was it your belt?!
That's enough already!
What's he trying to do to me?
How else do we
get your attention?
I'm not some kind of monster!
That song you were listening to,
"als ich bei meinen
schafen wacht"...
"as I watch over my
sheep"... Is that what you do?
I love children.
Well, your rap sheet
indicates that, Willy.
I like you better than him.
Yeah, most people do.
I've done a lot of bad
things in the past, Major.
Maybe I'm trying
to make up for them.
So I watch out for the kids
in the neighborhood,
make sure nothing
bad happens to them.
Sort of a community service?
Someone has to.
Have you seen this girl?
I'm not admitting any
improper behavior.
I'm speaking only
as a material witness.
By chance, I saw her.
She was dirty, tiny and frail.
I was watching out for the
child when no one else cared.
Where?
Over by the Tubman Projects.
What, did she live there?
Visiting, I think.
I saw her once
on the playground,
and it looked like someone
had worked her over.
When you saw that
she was in trouble,
why didn't you... call somebody?
Why didn't you step forward?
I'm a convicted molester.
What happens when
I call the precinct
and tell them I've
been watching a child,
and I think something's
about to happen to her?
What do you think
happens to me then?
Make an anonymous call, Willy!
It took more than one
person to do that to her.
I'm sorry to bother you, sir.
Always have time
for you, Lieutenant.
Sir, it's about yesterday.
I'm sorry.
I'm ashamed.
And I'm resigning my
commission effective immediately.
I-I'm sorry.
Did you say something about
resigning your commission?
Because I don't recall anything
that would, uh, call
for your resignation.
But...
And, besides that,
what in hell are
you apologizing for?
Because you saw something
that no one should
ever have to see,
that it hit a little
too close to home,
and because of that,
you had a temporary
lapse of, uh, protocol.
Sir, I struck a senior officer.
Lieutenant, I was there.
I saw you make an
emphatic hand gesture
that, by chance,
struck the Commander
with a-a glancing blow.
Sir, I was emotional
and irrational,
and there is no excuse.
Lieutenant, let me
be the judge of that.
Give me the letter.
Are you tired of your
service with JAG, Lieutenant?
No, sir.
I love my work, sir.
Personal problems?
No, sir.
I love Bud to death.
That's to say that
Lieutenant Roberts and I, um,
are very well-suited
for one another, sir.
Anything else,
uh, bothering you?
No, sir.
Mm-hmm.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have some work to do.
Thank you, Admiral.
Dismissed.
Aye, aye, sir.
I can't count the
number of times
I thought about hitting Rabb.
Ah, excuse me, ma'am.
Could I ask you a few questions?
Is this about Harry?
Harry?
My husband Harry
was on the Saratoga
before he ran off and left me.
Well, I'm sorry to
hear that, ma'am.
His allowances are hardly enough
to make ends meet.
I don't know what I'd do
if it wasn't for double coupons.
Well, that's true for
a lot of us, ma'am.
Uh-huh.
Uh... when was the last time
you saw this little girl, ma'am?
I can't really say
I've ever seen her...
for sure.
You sure you're not
here about Harry?
What was your husband's
full name and rank, ma'am?
Harold Poplin...
P-O-P-L-I-N...
Springs, Master Chief.
Well, I'll look on the
Master Chief's obligations,
ma'am, and see if I can
find something more for you.
You can do that?
If I'm properly
motivated, yes, I can.
Let me see that picture.
I might have seen her. When?
Last time was maybe
six, seven days ago.
Where?
She lived in the building...
At least she was staying
here with her aunt.
Well, what is her aunt's name?
Marjorie Lewis.
I heard she was from over in
North Mountain in Maryland.
They took shameful
care of that little girl...
Running around all
hours of the day and night.
And she was always dirty.
Where's Marjorie live, ma'am?
Upstairs in, uh,
2B... At least she did.
She moved?
About a week
ago, in a big hurry.
Didn't give any
notice or anything.
One minute, she was
there, the next minute,
just packed up that
car and drove away.
She took the child with her?
I didn't see her with them.
And it wouldn't surprise me
if they did leave her behind.
"They"?
She was with someone else?
Charlie.
I don't know his name.
Well, could you
describe him, ma'am?
Big man, maybe six-two.
Uh, one more thing...
The little girl, did
she have a name?
Everybody has a name, Commander.
What was hers, ma'am?
I don't know.
She never ever talked.
Didn't even say "thank you,"
when I gave her one
of Harry's old insignias.
Thank you.
Uh-huh.
The dead child's
name was Annie Lewis.
Why did she go to live with
her Aunt Marjorie in D.C.?
I don't know how that happened.
Where's her mother?
Uh, the mother, Wanda Lewis...
she passed away
three years ago, age 22.
Cause of death?
Bad living, bad company.
Overdose?
Crack.
Oh, hi, Mrs. Denby.
Look, could you wait for me
over there for a bit?
I'll be with you
as soon as I can.
Thanks. Hi, kids.
Uh, Wanda...
Yeah, Wanda was
assigned to this office
when she was 15.
She was unmarried,
she was pregnant.
What about the father?
Wanda had no idea
who the father was.
That's why when
they placed the child,
they put her with the
maternal grandmother
and the grandmother's
been dead... six months.
Well, who got
custody of the child
after the grandmother died?
Well, it's not in the report.
The family had been broken up.
There's nothing in that report
about how Annie
ended up with her aunt?
No. The grandmother had
not needed our services,
so, technically,
Annie was no longer
the concern of this office.
This is a small
town, Mrs. Rawlings.
How hard can it be to keep
an eye on a family in trouble?
Look, I have a
caseload of over 200.
Sometimes things
fall between the cracks.
We're not talking about
"things," Mrs. Rawlings,
we're talking
about a little girl.
You know, there's
a lot of sadness
in this line of work, Commander.
You either get used
to it or you move on.
What is her
grandmother's address?
Well, I can't give
you that information,
not without a court order.
There are... privacy
issues involved.
Five sugars.
It's about five miles down
that way, second right.
You trying to read my mind?
Well, you're not
that hard to figure.
Everybody's trying
to read my mind.
Well, you're a very interesting
specimen, Commander.
I mean, does anybody get close?
Yeah, people get close.
Somebody's close right now.
Course, she has
an unfair advantage:
it's her line of work.
What is she, a shrink?
Yeah, but I'm not
seeing her as a shrink.
It's... a shrink
that I'm seeing.
I think.
If that makes any sense.
You tell her about this?
Nah. I didn't want
to spoil her day.
But you have no
problem ruining my day.
Sorry.
Annie Lewis.
She speaks to you.
Not in words, but...
Yeah, I feel she's close.
Let's head out, Commander.
Yeah.
What's wrong?
The child was here.
This is where Annie was kept.
I'm going to need to
take some samples.
Looks like there's
some hair fibers
mixed in with the dry blood.
Maybe some... bits of skin.
Annie?
Please don't hurt me.
Honey...
I'm not going to hurt you.
I'm here to help you.
Is Charlie with you?
No, sweetie, Charlie's
far, far away from here.
Who is she?
She's a friend.
You'd like her.
What are you
going to do with me?
We're going to take you
someplace safe and warm.
Do you have a sister?
Uh-huh.
You do.
What's her name?
Annie.
Who's older?
We're the same age.
But I came first.
What's your name?
Dar-lin.
That's a nice name.
Who is Charlie, Dar-lin?
He lived with us.
Is he the one who hurt you
and locked you in the closet?
Uh-huh.
He told me and Annie
that unless we was good,
he was going to stomp
us right on our head.
Why didn't they
take you, Dar-lin?
They grabbed
Annie, but I got away.
How long has it been since
you had something to eat?
Yesterday... maybe.
I want to see Annie.
I know.
Annie dead?
Yes, she is, Dar-lin.
Charlie kill her?
I don't know, but I
am going to find out.
I didn't want her to die.
I know.
Ah, don't cry, Dar-lin.
Why don't you come out
of there, sweetheart.
Are you cold?
Here.
I'll bet you're cold.
Mm-hmm. Here.
You don't need to
be afraid anymore.
I'm going to make sure
that you're safe, okay?
I promise.
Hey, Annie.
I found Dar-lin.
She's safe.
Now I'm going to find Charlie.
I don't care how long it takes,
I don't care what
I have to do...
I'm going to find him,
and make sure that he never
hurts anybody ever again.
♪ When you wake,
you'll have sweet cake ♪
♪ And all the
pretty little ponies. ♪
♪ Don't you cry ♪
♪ Go to sleepy, little baby ♪
♪ Blacks and bays,
dapples and grays ♪
♪ Coach and six little horses ♪
How are you, ma'am?
How you doing?
Hey, boys and girls,
I'm Master Chief Morris,
and I'm going to be
your guide. All right.
So I want you to form a line
here, and... That's all six now.
Ready? Everybody just follow me.
♪ With the sun, day has begun ♪
♪ To greet all your
pretty little horses ♪
♪ Hush-a-bye ♪
♪ Don't you cry ♪
♪ Go to sleepy, little baby ♪
♪ Hush-a-bye ♪
♪ Don't you cry ♪
♪ Go to sleepy, little baby ♪
♪ When you wake,
you'll have sweet cake ♪
♪ And all the
pretty little ponies. ♪
Lieutenant Roberts is here, sir.
Send him in; I
don't have all day.
Sir?
I think you should read it,
Lieutenant.
The results of
the D.C. bar exam.
Bradley... Riley...
Roberts, Bud J. Junior.
You did it.
The first time!
I'm so proud of you!
All that hard work paid off.
Congratulations.
Damn fine work, Lieutenant.
Thank you, sir.
Now, Lieutenant
Sims, if you'll excuse us,
your presence is
no longer needed.
Sir, I'd like to help
in any way I can.
I appreciate that,
but I think we can
handle it from here.
Aye, sir.
Have a seat.
Lieutenant, grab a chair.
Yes, sir.
Body of a dead child was
discovered this morning
at the Potomac Naval Annex.
She'd been brutally
beaten and strangled.
Who was she, sir?
Identity unknown.
No one's reported
a child missing?
All the schoolchildren
on a field trip
from Marion Anderson
Elementary School
have been accounted for.
The dead child's
body's been tagged
right now as Jane Doe #37.
D.C. Police and the
NCIS are both at the scene.
Who has jurisdiction, sir?
Potomac Naval Annex
is being handed over
to the D.C. government.
Now, there is some
question as to who has
primary jurisdiction.
I want you and the Major
to monitor the
progress of this case.
I want to make damn sure
every aspect of
this investigation
is handled properly.
Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
Agent Holland,
I'm Major MacKenzie, JAG Corps.
This is Lieutenant
Commander Rabb.
Major, Commander.
Any clue yet as to the
identity of this child?
Given her condition
prior to death,
probably a throwaway.
She was malnourished,
her clothes hadn't been washed,
and there's evidence
of physical abuse.
Excuse me.
You all right?
Uh, yeah.
Was she sexually abused?
There are no obvious signs
of sexual assault, Commander.
But the autopsy
reports should tell us
if there's a history
of sexual abuse,
as well as internal injuries.
How long has she been here?
24 hours, maybe less.
Well, that's
certainly enough time
for somebody to notice
she was gone. Excuse me.
You'd think.
We'll check local law
enforcement agencies
for missing persons reports.
We found an
insignia with the body.
Master Chief.
She was holding
on to it real tight.
Like it was all she
had left in the world.
Is it possible this pin
belonged to her attacker
or that it fell off
during the attack?
Anything's possible, Major.
Hey, Holland, you want it?
Too busy, Worton?
The base transfer
doesn't take place
until the 17th of next month.
Till then, it belongs
to the Navy.
Nevertheless, it was
my understanding
that the D.C. Police
were assisting in this
investigation, Detective.
That means if you get
a lead or a name,
you give me call.
Then I'll put some guys
on it, I'll see what I can do.
Sorry.
My tax dollars at work.
Okay, that's it, word
just came down!
NCIS's team now!
We're going to need
some more cars!
Let's get out of here.
You go.
There's nothing
more you can do here.
I'm staying with the kid.
You taking the car?
No, I'll catch a ride
with Agent Holland.
I'm sure she won't mind.
A deep ligature furrow
encircles the neck.
The width of the furrow
varies between one inch
to one and a quarter inches.
It's horizontal in orientation.
There are bruises along
the left side of the neck.
Dr. Vaughn, I'm Lieutenant
Commander Rabb.
I'm with the JAG Corps.
I'm investigating
this little girl's death.
A little busy just
now, Commander.
I'll wait.
There are fresh
bruises on both arms
an inch above the wrist.
The unembalmed, poorly nourished
and poorly developed female body
measures 43 inches in length,
weighs an estimated 36 pounds.
The external auditory
canals are filled with blood.
How did she die?
It's too early to tell.
The ligature furrow indicates
the possibility of asphyxiation.
There's also evidence
of major skull trauma.
I'd hazard a guess there's
internal hemorrhaging
and severe brain damage.
You'll get my full
report in the morning.
Well, you give it to me
when you're finished.
I'll be here.
Don't expect me to have
answers I don't have.
Anything you can
tell me helps, Doctor.
What's this kid mean to you
that you're willing
to spend the night?
Don't want her to be alone.
She's dead, Commander.
She doesn't know the difference.
There are what
appear to be burns
on the back and
arms... seven in all.
Each is about a
centimeter in diameter.
The burns appear
to have been caused
by a lit cigarette.
There are bruises
on the buttocks,
backs of the thighs, calves
and the soles of the feet...
Admiral, I'd like to
stay with this case, sir.
Well, what do you have
on your plate, Commander?
Uh, well, sir, there's
the four sailors
charged with trespassing
for staging a sit-down protest
in Captain Tony's Bar.
Is this the bar in San Diego
that the bank's repossessing?
Yes, sir.
And the Alverez deposition.
Alverez?
Gunner's mate in Mayport, sir.
Told his CO He was moonlighting
as a bouncer in a dance club.
Turns out, he was
working in a strip joint.
As a bouncer?
Well, not exactly, sir.
He billed himself as
the Mighty Maverick.
Apparently, he
had a rather large...
following.
Oh.
Well, it seems like you
have plenty to keep you busy.
Sir, about this case...
Well, the D.C. cops don't feel
it's their jurisdiction,
and the autopsy
was less than routine, sir.
Point, please.
Well, I feel that someone
should be in her corner, Admiral.
Sir.
If you have a need to
continue on this, go ahead.
I want Lieutenant Roberts
and Lieutenant Sims
to handle the Alverez
and the San Diego four.
Major can supervise.
Thank you, sir.
I'd like to stay on
the case as well, sir.
I've made my decision.
Yes, sir.
Dismissed.
I know that look.
What look?
The one you had
when we went to Russia
to look for your father.
The one when you insisted
on representing Roscoe Martin
and we know how that turned out.
You're just ticked
because you and Bud
get stuck with the Alverez case.
Oh, yeah, my dream in law school
was prosecuting a gunner's
mate for dropping trou.
Bud, will you contact
the FBI, get me a list
of all the registered sex
offenders in the D.C. area?
Right away, sir.
Also, get me a list of all
civilian and naval
personnel working at
the Potomac Naval Annex,
and living in the
surrounding area.
And get a sketch artist.
Get me a likeness of the
child just prior to death.
A child was murdered, sir?
Yes.
You're not letting NCIS
handle this, Commander?
We're working closely with
NCIS on this, Lieutenant.
Ever heard of an office?
A telephone?
Hell, we can sit in the car.
I got the heater on high.
Any word yet on the
identity of the child?
I check with the Center
for Missing and Exploited
Children three times a day,
and so far, there's no
report of a missing child
who fits her description.
How does a child just disappear
without anybody
reporting her missing?
It doesn't happen.
Don't get personal
with this, Commander.
It'll eat you alive.
Who was she?
Where did she live?
How'd she get on this base?
The body gets released tonight.
The burial's tomorrow.
And the D.C. government's
going to spring for a plot
in Glenwood Cemetery.
A pauper's grave.
That's the way it's done.
Delay it.
Have the D.C. coroner
release the body to you.
I'm bringing someone in.
Ma'am.
Commander.
Commander.
Hi. I'll take that.
Thank you.
So just how did you arrange this
on six hours notice?
Told them I'd hold my
breath till I turned blue.
You still on the cigar wagon?
Yeah, been on it
for about a year.
How about you?
Eh, I'm still hooked.
Time to quit.
I know.
How's Graceland?
Well, there are so many dead,
they had to bring in
a refrigerated truck
just to handle the overload.
I hope you're going to tell me
you got something
less depressing.
I was hoping you'd find
something they didn't.
It's a little girl.
I like to start fresh.
I don't want to be influenced
by previous findings.
Fair enough.
You know, you and
I had some success
working together last time.
But you know I got my
own way of doing things.
Well, that's why you're
here, Commander.
I need you.
Wherever it leads us.
This break occurred
immediately before
or just after death.
These here are anvil abrasions.
I don't remember that
being in the Medical
Examiner's report.
Well, see the faint,
parallel scratches?
What's the cause?
Well, her head was placed
against a hard surface
and struck with a
blunt instrument.
The force of the blow
caused the skull to slip,
and that, in turn,
produced the abrasions.
So what does that tell us?
Well, there are a
couple possibilities:
sadism, ritual murder.
Was she sexually molested?
I don't know for sure.
You can read it either way.
Her ribs are also broken,
so she couldn't have had
the chance to run away.
Her strength would
have been sapped.
Instead of crying out, she
could probably do no more
than bleat.
You want to know why that
child died alone, don't you?
"And they brought
young children to Jesus
"that he should touch them.
"And his disciples rebuked
those that brought them.
"But when Jesus saw it,
he was much displeased
"and he said to them,
"'Suffer the little
children to come unto me
"'and forbid them not,
for of such is the
kingdom of God.'"
"'Whoever shall not
receive the kingdom of God
"'as a little child,
"ye shall not enter therein.'
"And Jesus took
them up in his arms,
and put his hands on
them and blessed them."
Oh, God, whose beloved son
did take little children
into his arms and blessed them,
give us grace, we beseech thee
to entrust this child,
to thy never-failing
care and love.
And here's the list of
registered sex offenders
living in proximity to the
Potomac Naval Annex, sir.
Now, I've come up
with a couple of names.
One in particular
caught my attention...
A, uh, William Randall Hawkins.
Now, he has a couple
convictions on child molestation
and he lives with
his brother Bradley.
Now, his brother
is a Master Chief
at the Naval Air Facility,
but he's been deployed
to the Patrick Henry right now.
And as you know, the little
girl was found with a, uh,
Master Chief collar
insignia in her hand.
That's right.
"Violating D.C. Code 224108,
"First Degree Child
Abuse 224110,
Enticing A Child..."
I want to speak to this
William Randall Hawkins, Bud.
Can you...?
I'll take care of it, sir.
Thank you.
Uh, sir, where's
Commander Coulter?
Supervising the
toxicology test at Bethesda.
Is this the screen for opiates?
Mm-hmm.
Came up negative.
And blood ethanol...
it's also negative.
Hmm.
Commander, you know what?
This one, I really think
you should take a look at.
Take a peek.
Could you hand me the printout?
Mm-hmm.
Dear God.
Excuse me, sir.
Major MacKenzie
needs the Alverez file.
Yeah.
And, uh, Bud needs
the depositions
for the San Diego four.
Lieutenant Commander Rabb.
Rabb, Detective Lane.
Detective Lane, thanks
for calling me back.
Listen, uh, could you hang
on one second? Thank you.
Can you ask Bud to
come and see me ASAP?
He's in with the Admiral
right now, discussing his new
trial responsibilities...
Uh, Lieutenant...
I'll send him in as
soon as he's finished.
I'll get those.
How can you look at
pictures like this, sir?
Comes with the
territory, Lieutenant.
What territory?
How can you even tolerate this?
Commander, you
didn't have to do this.
You asked for it.
You're supposed to
be working on Alverez,
and now you have Bud
involved in this! Don't!
Mr. Roberts...
I'll talk to her, sir.
It's not your fault.
Aren't you the
one that warned me
about taking this
in the first place?
I was wrong.
When we were at the
Potomac Naval Annex,
something happened.
Nothing out of
the ordinary, Mac.
We've worked together
three years, Harm,
we've traveled together,
we've slept together...
In the same room.
I know you.
When we worked with
Lieutenant Commander Coulter
on the Navajo reservation,
she moved beyond science.
She was starting
to think differently.
That's why you called
her in this time, isn't it?
Because you believe there's
something deeper happening here.
I'm a lawyer, Mac.
I believe in facts.
Talk to me.
There's some things
that won't be in my report.
Things I believe but I
can't quantify or prove.
I'm listening.
Well, I know how you
feel about the unexplained,
but I'm convinced this child
is trying to tell me something.
Go on.
Well, I can tell you
how she lived, Harm...
I mean, in misery.
She was burned with cigarettes.
She was beaten, she was starved.
I mean, not all her life,
but, certainly, in the
last few months of it.
I can tell you how
she was killed.
She was... choked.
She was probably still alive
when she got the side
of her head bashed in.
But that's not what
you need to know.
I mean, whoever
killed her hated her.
How do you know that?
Well, her injuries.
I mean, her assailant
beat her into nothingness.
Whoever did this
simply didn't want
her to exist anymore.
You mind if I ask you
something personal?
Well, you'll know if I do.
You once told me that your
father killed your mother.
He beat her to death in a
drunken rage when I was 22.
I came home an hour
later and found the body.
It was like my
world blew to pieces
and all I wanted to
do is find out why.
It was as if that would
somehow make the pain go away.
Yeah.
That why you
became a pathologist?
I think maybe I thought
I'd find some answers.
You know, I didn't, of course,
at least not in
the usual places.
No name, no family.
Nobody's child.
How'd you find this
guy, anyway, Bud?
I checked with the DMV
to get his brother's
license plate number.
I figured that Mr. Hawkins
would borrow the Chief's car
while he was away
in the Gulf, and...
I located the nearest schools
and scoped him out. Nice job.
I know you've moved
past this kind of work, Bud,
so, uh... thank you.
I think I'm going to have a talk
with Mr. Hawkins.
Can you do that, sir?
He's just sitting in his car,
minding his own business.
Well, he might be
having bad thoughts, Bud.
I don't know if that gives
you probable cause.
You know what I say?
The hell with it.
William Randall Hawkins?
I didn't do anything.
Nobody said you did.
Then give me my keys back.
What's going on, Willy?
Who are you?
Well, I'm a guy who knows
exactly what you were thinking.
You some kind of cop?
Yeah, Willy, I'm
the thought police.
Are you still molesting
little girls, Willy?
I didn't do anything!
What were you doing
in that car, Willie? Nothing.
You can't go around
bothering people.
I'm going to call the cops.
You go right ahead.
We'll tell them you've been
hanging around
school yards again.
No, you made me
violate my parole.
I mean, you chased me here.
You ran away from me, Willy.
Sir, are you making
a citizen's arrest?
No, Bud, Mr. Hawkins is
coming with us voluntarily
as a material witness.
The hell I am.
We just want to talk, Willy.
About what?
Well, Willy, I want to
know everything you know
about the murder
of a five-year-old girl.
And believe me,
it's in your best
interest to talk to me.
I want to talk to a lawyer.
You're talking to one.
I've got rights.
I respect those rights.
The way I see it, Mr. Hawkins,
you have two choices.
You can talk to me
voluntarily, citizen to citizen.
You tell me the truth.
If I like your story,
I'll put in a good word
about how you helped
solve a homicide.
Or I can call my
friend Detective Lane
down in Sex Crimes, tell
him you've been a bad boy.
Your parole is violated.
You serve out the
last seven years
of your sentence at Lorton.
First question I don't
like, I'm out of here.
Fair enough.
So, what were
you doing in that car
outside of Anderson
Elementary School,
making new friends?
I was listening
to the Vienna Boys
Choir on the radio...
"als ich bei meinen
schafen wacht."
Catchy tune.
You ever seen
this little girl before?
Is she dead?
How did you know that?
You mentioned a homicide.
Twice.
I'm not a violent person.
I would never hurt a child.
Have you seen her before?
I will neither confirm
nor deny, Commander.
Yeah, I think
maybe you killed her.
No.
Well, you know
something about her.
Now, you either
have seen her before,
or you know where she lived,
or you saw her
with somebody else.
You're getting to a very
sensitive area, Commander.
I am not a stalker.
Well, you got a problem, pal.
You do bad
things to little girls.
August 4, 1993...
You abducted Mary
Bunche from a school yard.
Mary came to me willingly.
You sodomized her.
There's some dispute about that.
I only pled to the charges
to keep out of
Lorton for 15 years.
As proof... I've been
good since I've been out.
Wait a minute.
Less than a month
ago, you were picked up,
loitering outside of
Bethune Middle School.
That was a misunderstanding.
No charges were filed.
You know what I think?
I think you did
murder this child.
No.
How do I know that, huh?
You hang around school yards,
you follow children.
I do not admit to that.
That would be a
violation of my parole.
I don't like
this line of questioning.
I don't see Hawkins doing it.
He fits the profile.
There was something
in my analysis
of the digestive system
that I didn't understand
until just now.
I found about ten
cc's of paper pulp
in the child's stomach
and intestines.
That didn't make sense to me...
unless she was locked
away somewhere,
and that's how she
kept herself alive...
Eating cardboard.
That man in there
doesn't have that kind
of hatred in his soul.
You want me in there with you?
Why? You afraid
of what I might do?
No, I'm afraid of
what I might do.
Who's she?
Major MacKenzie.
Why bring her in?
This may come as a
surprise, Mr. Hawkins:
He really doesn't like you.
So far, I don't have an opinion.
You the good cop?
I'm a marine lawyer.
Help me out here, Willy.
Give us something to work with.
Have you seen her?
I'm conflicted, Commander.
Yeah?
You see this?! Aye?!
Somebody wrapped a belt
around this little girl's neck,
and pulled it so tight,
she couldn't breathe!
Was that you?!
Was it your belt?!
That's enough already!
What's he trying to do to me?
How else do we
get your attention?
I'm not some kind of monster!
That song you were listening to,
"als ich bei meinen
schafen wacht"...
"as I watch over my
sheep"... Is that what you do?
I love children.
Well, your rap sheet
indicates that, Willy.
I like you better than him.
Yeah, most people do.
I've done a lot of bad
things in the past, Major.
Maybe I'm trying
to make up for them.
So I watch out for the kids
in the neighborhood,
make sure nothing
bad happens to them.
Sort of a community service?
Someone has to.
Have you seen this girl?
I'm not admitting any
improper behavior.
I'm speaking only
as a material witness.
By chance, I saw her.
She was dirty, tiny and frail.
I was watching out for the
child when no one else cared.
Where?
Over by the Tubman Projects.
What, did she live there?
Visiting, I think.
I saw her once
on the playground,
and it looked like someone
had worked her over.
When you saw that
she was in trouble,
why didn't you... call somebody?
Why didn't you step forward?
I'm a convicted molester.
What happens when
I call the precinct
and tell them I've
been watching a child,
and I think something's
about to happen to her?
What do you think
happens to me then?
Make an anonymous call, Willy!
It took more than one
person to do that to her.
I'm sorry to bother you, sir.
Always have time
for you, Lieutenant.
Sir, it's about yesterday.
I'm sorry.
I'm ashamed.
And I'm resigning my
commission effective immediately.
I-I'm sorry.
Did you say something about
resigning your commission?
Because I don't recall anything
that would, uh, call
for your resignation.
But...
And, besides that,
what in hell are
you apologizing for?
Because you saw something
that no one should
ever have to see,
that it hit a little
too close to home,
and because of that,
you had a temporary
lapse of, uh, protocol.
Sir, I struck a senior officer.
Lieutenant, I was there.
I saw you make an
emphatic hand gesture
that, by chance,
struck the Commander
with a-a glancing blow.
Sir, I was emotional
and irrational,
and there is no excuse.
Lieutenant, let me
be the judge of that.
Give me the letter.
Are you tired of your
service with JAG, Lieutenant?
No, sir.
I love my work, sir.
Personal problems?
No, sir.
I love Bud to death.
That's to say that
Lieutenant Roberts and I, um,
are very well-suited
for one another, sir.
Anything else,
uh, bothering you?
No, sir.
Mm-hmm.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have some work to do.
Thank you, Admiral.
Dismissed.
Aye, aye, sir.
I can't count the
number of times
I thought about hitting Rabb.
Ah, excuse me, ma'am.
Could I ask you a few questions?
Is this about Harry?
Harry?
My husband Harry
was on the Saratoga
before he ran off and left me.
Well, I'm sorry to
hear that, ma'am.
His allowances are hardly enough
to make ends meet.
I don't know what I'd do
if it wasn't for double coupons.
Well, that's true for
a lot of us, ma'am.
Uh-huh.
Uh... when was the last time
you saw this little girl, ma'am?
I can't really say
I've ever seen her...
for sure.
You sure you're not
here about Harry?
What was your husband's
full name and rank, ma'am?
Harold Poplin...
P-O-P-L-I-N...
Springs, Master Chief.
Well, I'll look on the
Master Chief's obligations,
ma'am, and see if I can
find something more for you.
You can do that?
If I'm properly
motivated, yes, I can.
Let me see that picture.
I might have seen her. When?
Last time was maybe
six, seven days ago.
Where?
She lived in the building...
At least she was staying
here with her aunt.
Well, what is her aunt's name?
Marjorie Lewis.
I heard she was from over in
North Mountain in Maryland.
They took shameful
care of that little girl...
Running around all
hours of the day and night.
And she was always dirty.
Where's Marjorie live, ma'am?
Upstairs in, uh,
2B... At least she did.
She moved?
About a week
ago, in a big hurry.
Didn't give any
notice or anything.
One minute, she was
there, the next minute,
just packed up that
car and drove away.
She took the child with her?
I didn't see her with them.
And it wouldn't surprise me
if they did leave her behind.
"They"?
She was with someone else?
Charlie.
I don't know his name.
Well, could you
describe him, ma'am?
Big man, maybe six-two.
Uh, one more thing...
The little girl, did
she have a name?
Everybody has a name, Commander.
What was hers, ma'am?
I don't know.
She never ever talked.
Didn't even say "thank you,"
when I gave her one
of Harry's old insignias.
Thank you.
Uh-huh.
The dead child's
name was Annie Lewis.
Why did she go to live with
her Aunt Marjorie in D.C.?
I don't know how that happened.
Where's her mother?
Uh, the mother, Wanda Lewis...
she passed away
three years ago, age 22.
Cause of death?
Bad living, bad company.
Overdose?
Crack.
Oh, hi, Mrs. Denby.
Look, could you wait for me
over there for a bit?
I'll be with you
as soon as I can.
Thanks. Hi, kids.
Uh, Wanda...
Yeah, Wanda was
assigned to this office
when she was 15.
She was unmarried,
she was pregnant.
What about the father?
Wanda had no idea
who the father was.
That's why when
they placed the child,
they put her with the
maternal grandmother
and the grandmother's
been dead... six months.
Well, who got
custody of the child
after the grandmother died?
Well, it's not in the report.
The family had been broken up.
There's nothing in that report
about how Annie
ended up with her aunt?
No. The grandmother had
not needed our services,
so, technically,
Annie was no longer
the concern of this office.
This is a small
town, Mrs. Rawlings.
How hard can it be to keep
an eye on a family in trouble?
Look, I have a
caseload of over 200.
Sometimes things
fall between the cracks.
We're not talking about
"things," Mrs. Rawlings,
we're talking
about a little girl.
You know, there's
a lot of sadness
in this line of work, Commander.
You either get used
to it or you move on.
What is her
grandmother's address?
Well, I can't give
you that information,
not without a court order.
There are... privacy
issues involved.
Five sugars.
It's about five miles down
that way, second right.
You trying to read my mind?
Well, you're not
that hard to figure.
Everybody's trying
to read my mind.
Well, you're a very interesting
specimen, Commander.
I mean, does anybody get close?
Yeah, people get close.
Somebody's close right now.
Course, she has
an unfair advantage:
it's her line of work.
What is she, a shrink?
Yeah, but I'm not
seeing her as a shrink.
It's... a shrink
that I'm seeing.
I think.
If that makes any sense.
You tell her about this?
Nah. I didn't want
to spoil her day.
But you have no
problem ruining my day.
Sorry.
Annie Lewis.
She speaks to you.
Not in words, but...
Yeah, I feel she's close.
Let's head out, Commander.
Yeah.
What's wrong?
The child was here.
This is where Annie was kept.
I'm going to need to
take some samples.
Looks like there's
some hair fibers
mixed in with the dry blood.
Maybe some... bits of skin.
Annie?
Please don't hurt me.
Honey...
I'm not going to hurt you.
I'm here to help you.
Is Charlie with you?
No, sweetie, Charlie's
far, far away from here.
Who is she?
She's a friend.
You'd like her.
What are you
going to do with me?
We're going to take you
someplace safe and warm.
Do you have a sister?
Uh-huh.
You do.
What's her name?
Annie.
Who's older?
We're the same age.
But I came first.
What's your name?
Dar-lin.
That's a nice name.
Who is Charlie, Dar-lin?
He lived with us.
Is he the one who hurt you
and locked you in the closet?
Uh-huh.
He told me and Annie
that unless we was good,
he was going to stomp
us right on our head.
Why didn't they
take you, Dar-lin?
They grabbed
Annie, but I got away.
How long has it been since
you had something to eat?
Yesterday... maybe.
I want to see Annie.
I know.
Annie dead?
Yes, she is, Dar-lin.
Charlie kill her?
I don't know, but I
am going to find out.
I didn't want her to die.
I know.
Ah, don't cry, Dar-lin.
Why don't you come out
of there, sweetheart.
Are you cold?
Here.
I'll bet you're cold.
Mm-hmm. Here.
You don't need to
be afraid anymore.
I'm going to make sure
that you're safe, okay?
I promise.
Hey, Annie.
I found Dar-lin.
She's safe.
Now I'm going to find Charlie.
I don't care how long it takes,
I don't care what
I have to do...
I'm going to find him,
and make sure that he never
hurts anybody ever again.
♪ When you wake,
you'll have sweet cake ♪
♪ And all the
pretty little ponies. ♪