JAG (1995–2005): Season 7, Episode 12 - Capital Crime - full transcript
A mishap occurs on the Patrick Henry, resulting in the death of a sailor. Harm is sent to investigate when the on board JAG wants to charge the skipper. Mac and Turner have to consult with a nuclear expert. When they find her, she's dead. When they investigate her death, Turner is frustrated by Mac's visions.
(woman panting)
(galloping hooves approach)
(horse snorts, grunts)
(phone ringing)
(eerie groaning)
(grunts)
(grunting, whimpering)
(galloping hooves approach)
(horse neighs)
(man grunts)
(woman shrieks)
(horse neighing)
(grunting)
TURNER:
She's been gone
for a week now.
I still can't believe it.
One minute, she's fine.
Next minute, she's dead
by the side of the road.
How have you
been getting around?
Jogging.
More fun when
the weather's warmer.
Treat yourself,
you know?
Spring for a rental.
Ah, the car was
18 years old.
All right,
then get a new one.
She meant a lot
to me, Colonel.
It's like
losing a dog.
Well, I understand the level
of your grief, Commander,
but maybe it's
time to move on.
I'm considering a Buick.
Okay.
You look a little
tired today, Colonel.
You all right?
Uh, had a rough night,
a weird dream.
Scary weird,
or naked-in-front-of-
the-Marine-Corps-band weird?
Commander, I learn something
new about you every day.
CHEGWIDDEN:
Colonel, Commander.
How's it coming
with our nuclear disarmament
pact with the Russian navy?
We've drawn up a memorandum
of understanding, sir.
It'll set
the ground rules
for dismantling
their nuclear weapons.
We're just waiting
for the navy's expert
on Russian nukes.
Who's your expert?
Commander
Lara Aikin, sir.
Ph.D. in nuclear physics
from Harvard.
She's assigned to the Defense
Threat Reduction Agency.
She's a weapons counter--
keeps track
of the Russian arsenal.
Hmm. Carry on.
REPORTER:
As our nation goes to war
against an enemy
hidden underground,
this week saw
an American casualty
in the Persian Gulf.
It occurred
not on the front lines
but during a seemingly routine
helicopter resupply mission
at sea.
Airman Jay Lurie
of Trenton, New Jersey,
was airlifted
to a medical center in Naples
after he was severely injured
during a vertical
replenishment mission.
And the incident is now
under investigation
aboard the USS Patrick Henry.
Welcome aboard,
Commander.
This way, sir.
JAG on the bridge.
Commander Rabb,
reporting as
ordered, sir.
Stand easy,
Commander.
Last I saw you,
you looked like a prune.
Well, sir,
I felt like one.
(chuckles)
Captain, I, uh, I never
got the opportunity, sir,
to thank you
for saving my life.
Oh, I didn't save it,
Commander, the SAR crew did.
Yeah, I believe you had a little
something to do with it, sir.
(clears throat)
On this mishap investigation,
you've read Lieutenant Yuen's
preliminary report?
The one that holds me
responsible for the incident?
I have, Captain.
What do you think?
I have no opinion
as of yet, sir.
Answered like a lawyer.
Well, that's
what I am, sir.
Except when you're dumping
my F-14s into the drink.
Skipper, as you know,
COMNAVAIRLANT has taken over
as the convening authority.
It's standard
protocol to avoid
any issues of
command influence.
Since he's
under your command,
Lieutenant Yuen's
preliminary report
will be considered
null and void, sir.
The lieutenant's
a good lawyer, Rabb.
I've watched him litigate, sir.
Well, you do what
you have to, Commander.
I'll make myself available
when you need to interview me.
Yes, sir.
I don't expect any favors.
No, sir.
TURNER:
You're right
about Tiner's coffee--
tastes like battery acid.
MacKENZIE:
You should
have tried it
before he knew
the pot required a filter.
The only
sticking point
on this arms agreement
with the Russians
is this "prior notice" clause:
24 hours notice
before all on-site inspections.
Who gives the permission?
Is it going to be
the Russian government
or the Russian navy?
We need Commander Aikin
for that.
Where is she?
I'm sure she's got
a good reason
for being late.
Yeah, well, she's been early
every other time.
It's already 11:18.
How do you do that, Colonel?
Do what?
Know the precise time
without looking at your watch.
Internal clock, I guess.
Then why wear a watch?
It usually saves me from having
to answer, "How do you do that?"
I'm going to try
her cell, again.
(cup clatters)
Oh.
Shoot.
Let's go.
Where?
Her apartment.
(knocking on door)
Commander Aikin?
Commander Aikin, are you there?
It's Colonel MacKenzie.
Want to give it a shot?
Sure.
Hello?
Hello, ma'am.
I'm Commander
Sturgis Turner.
This is Lieutenant Colonel
Sarah MacKenzie.
We're lawyers from
the JAG Corps.
We're looking for
Commander Aikin.
Do you know her?
She's my neighbor.
Of course I know her.
The commander was to meet us
this morning but never showed.
That's not like Lara.
She's very responsible.
Perhaps she's ill.
She's not answering
her telephone, either.
I saw her
last night.
She was very upset
about some harassing
phone calls.
She said she needed
to get out of the house.
So, she went for a jog
in the park.
What time
was that, ma'am?
Around 10:00.
And what time
did she return?
I-I don't know.
I-I was asleep by then.
Thank you, ma'am.
Thank you very much.
You're welcome.
Mm...
You going to let me in
on where we're going, Colonel?
Jogging.
RABB:
Lieutenant Yuen.
Good to see you
again, Commander.
You, too,
Lieutenant.
I know you're in charge of
the investigation now, sir.
I have the files from
my interviews ready.
Well, I appreciate that,
Lieutenant,
but I'll be starting
at the beginning.
Are you disputing
my facts, sir?
I don't know
your facts, Lieutenant.
Then it's my judgment?
Look, Lieutenant,
you're prepared to bring charges
against a ship's captain
in a time of war.
I'm sure you haven't
taken it lightly.
I called it
as I saw it, sir.
You're a fine lawyer,
Lieutenant,
but you lack experience.
I believe I can make
myself useful, sir.
Good.
Get a copy of the PLAT tape,
meet me in the ready room.
Thank you.
TURNER:
What are we supposed
to find here, Colonel?
I don't know.
If you have concerns
about Commander Aikin,
we should
call the police.
It's hard to explain,
but I...
The-The dream I had...
Yes?
(sighs)
Uh, no, y-you're right.
Let's... let's go back.
You're confusing me,
Colonel.
She went that way.
Well,
how do you know?
I just do.
She took a short cut to escape.
She was being pursued.
Are you claiming
some parapsychological
talent here, Colonel?
I have had visions.
What?
Look, I know it sounds
crazy, Commander,
but I have
a little sister--
sh-she was lost
in the woods.
I-I saw where she was.
When Harm
was lost at sea,
the same
thing happened.
I take it this is your way
of telling me that
you think Commander Aikin
is in danger.
Maybe worse.
I had a nightmare
last night.
And you saw her murder?
My own.
I see.
Uh, so how did you make
this leap to Commander Aikin?
I don't know.
Colonel, we should call
the police.
And say what,
Commander?
First, I had a bad dream, and
then an old woman says something
and now I'm having feelings
that I can't explain?
That is
one conversation
I would like
to hear, yes.
Look, Colonel, I can
see finding people
who you know
and care about.
There's a...
there's a certain
intuitive understanding
we have about those who
mean something to us.
But you hardly know
Commander Aikin.
So, why would you be drawn
into her world?
And-And don't tell
me you don't know
because there's
only so much of this
psychic hokum I can stand.
This is getting us
nowhere, Colonel.
(eerie groaning)
Now what?
She tried to get
to the road.
The hill was too steep.
We put the attack between 10:00
and midnight last night.
I'd say just after 10:30.
We interviewed
Commander Aikin's
neighbor earlier.
She saw her leave
her apartment.
Gave us an idea
of the time.
She almost made it to the road.
50 feet from freedom.
She could see it.
Yeah. Bad idea,
a girl running at night.
She wasn't a girl.
She was a naval officer.
Sailors get mugged
all the time, Colonel.
This wasn't a random attack.
How do you know that?
A hunch.
I understand you roused
a homeless man.
He didn't do it.
Well, I'm still going to have
my people canvass the area.
How big an area?
Five-block radius.
(sighing)
Start here.
There's a pay phone
on the corner.
(sighs)
Bam!
Yeah, baby!
Gentlemen, I think
the bridge is out.
Wait, okay, check this
one out. It's mine.
And...
Yeah, baby!
Yeah!
Take that tank
to the chop-shop.
(laughing)
Commander, can
you believe
we get paid
for doing this?
YUEN:
Commander Rabb,
when you're ready...
YUEN:
The movement of the
blades through the air
picks up a static
electric charge
that's transferred to
the helo and the load.
As it comes down,
it's looking to
ground on something
or someone.
Yeah, I've been on
a carrier before,
Lieutenant.
Yes, sir.
Well, then you know
the way to avoid a mishap
is for the Blue Shirt
on the deck
to discharge
the cargo load
with a grounding pole.
Looks like maybe
that didn't happen.
That's when Airman Lurie
was injured.
He had a broken leg,
a concussion
and third-degree burns.
The airman was airlifted
to Naples.
He's traumatized,
doesn't remember the incident.
(laughter)
There's not a hell
of a lot on that tape,
is there, Lieutenant?
No, sir, but there's not
much doubt about what happened.
You blame Captain Ingles?
I interviewed
the men
and there are questions about
the captain's judgment, sir.
I think we should consider
Article 32 hearings
on the enlisted men.
We'll see what develops
on the C.O.
I'm going to re-interview the
enlisted personnel, Lieutenant.
I'll ask the questions.
You'll listen.
Solid, solid!
(laughing)
Next time I go to the track,
Colonel, give me your number.
You were dead on.
We grabbed our guy
at that phone booth
you sent us to.
Yeah? Who is he?
Name's Yuri Lentov.
Works sometimes as
a gypsy cab diver.
Mostly hangs out
in the park
at the chess tables
with a bunch from
the old country.
Your suspect is
a Russian?
Uh-huh.
Commander Aikin worked
as a weapons counter.
Her area of expertise
was the Russian nuclear
weapons arsenal.
Yeah, I don't think
our guy's in the
spy trade, Commander.
That corner we
found him on?
It's a heroin
mini-mart.
The guy had a
wad of cash,
small bills.
There he is.
I don't know how you
did it, Colonel,
but nice work.
He's not our man.
What are you
talking about?
You're the one
who led us to
this guy, Colonel.
He had Commander
Aikin's fanny pack
wallet and credit
cards stuffed
in his jacket.
There's just something
wrong here.
What?
I don't know.
There's a...
there's a connection with...
There's a connection
with horses I can't explain.
(chuckling):
How the hell
do you know that?
I just do.
What?
Is it through
this "ouija thing"
you've got going?
If that's what
you want to call it.
(sighing):
Well, for what it's worth,
I don't think our guy's
exactly the equestrian type.
(MacKenzie sighs)
Why don't you
just let us take
it from here, Colonel?
Look at this.
It's a request
for transfer
from Commander
Aikin's assignment
at the Defense Threat
Reduction Agency.
She never had
a chance to
submit that.
We recovered that
from her fanny pack.
Looks like she was going
to drop it in a mailbox. So?
We interviewed her three times
as part of a project
we were working on.
She never mentioned
wanting to leave.
It's an anomaly.
Doesn't fit.
The commander
doesn't like
loose ends.
We all have our "thing."
MACKENZIE:
Mr. Dietz, as Deputy Director
of the Defense Threat
Reduction Agency,
you were
Commander Aikin's boss.
Is that right?
Our agency employs
a number of military experts
to monitor
nuclear stockpiles overseas.
TURNER:
We know you have
experience
yourself, sir.
My last command--
91st Space Wing,
Minot Air Force Base.
We won the Air Force Space
Command's Best Missile Wing.
Russia was Commander
Aikin's area of
expertise, sir?
The Russian navy, specifically.
She was overseeing
the dismantling
of their sub fleet.
Keeping track
of the number of nukes
that had been disassembled
and the numbers still on-line.
Was the commander
involved in any
sensitive investigations
at the time of her death?
None that I know of.
As a matter of fact,
she just got back
from a routine inspection.
TURNER: We spoke to your
secretary when we came in.
She mentioned the commander
had left you a message.
She had something urgent
to discuss.
Do you know
what that was
about, sir?
I know as much as you do.
The commander was
a marvelous person.
Gifted.
And we'll all miss her
very much.
She, uh...
apparently didn't feel
the same way.
Do you know about this?
No.
So, you have no idea
why she might've requested
a transfer?
I know she wanted to be closer
to the action.
Since we're at war, they all do.
Maybe that's what she wanted
to talk about so urgently.
She cited a work environment
that was "incompatible
with her principles."
Do you know
anything
about that?
Not a clue.
In fact, I'm shocked.
TURNER:
Colonel?
Uh...
Uh, we're done here.
Um, thank you, sir.
Petty Officer Horton?
Sir?
This is Commander Rabb,
JAG Corps.
As you were.
Scuttlebutt had it you
were onboard, sir.
It's a real pleasure.
Thank you.
A lot's changed since
the last time I was here.
Yeah, well,
ain't that the truth?
But now we got ourselves
a regular war.
Petty Officer,
I'm going to need you
to walk me through
everything that happened
the night of the incident.
I'll be glad to, sir.
I was the landing signalman
at the time
and I was directing
the vertical replenishment.
And where were
you standing?
Standing in front
of the helo, sir.
Guiding it down
with hand signals.
Well, what about
your Blue Shirt?
Where was he
at that time?
Well, Airman Gladstone
had just hit
the pennant to release
any static charge
prior to the load
hitting the deck.
Only something went wrong, sir.
A static electricity charge
caused the magnesium flares
in the cargo net to ignite.
Magnesium burns
at 2,000 degrees.
Start a fire
damn near anywhere.
Yes, sir.
Well, several crates
of ammo ignited
and then that's when
Airman Lurie was injured.
Did the fact that
you were loading
into the night
have any bearing
on the accident?
No, sir.
We had the required light.
Besides, we're trained.
We've replenished
plenty of times at night
without things going wrong.
What about the sea state?
We had a pitching deck, sir,
but we've VERTREP'd
in worse seas than that.
How long had you been
on duty that night?
18 hours, sir.
Uh, you didn't
tell me that.
You never asked, Lieutenant.
That's almost
three watches,
Petty Officer.
Why were you on duty so long?
We're short on
trained men,
Commander.
Some of the guys
never loaded at night.
I see in your record book that
you've recently reenlisted.
Yes, sir.
We got carriers
in the Arabian Sea
and in the Med.
Could be well on our way
to fighting a war
on two fronts soon, sir.
The navy needs
men to stay in.
Only now, it looks like I'm not
going to be one of them.
The assailant administered
a thrust that entered
the intercostal space,
puncturing the pericardial sac.
She was stabbed
in the heart.
What else can
you tell us?
Well, the victim put up
a hell of a fight.
Numerous incised wounds
on her hands and her forearms.
There must be something more.
The deceased was
four weeks pregnant.
(phone ringing)
Turner.
Yes, Lieutenant.
Are you sure?
Ah, good work.
That was Roberts.
Commander Aikin's phone
records turned up a number.
One she dialed
repeatedly.
Who was it?
Deputy Director Morgan Dietz.
Well, she worked for him.
The calls were made
to his private pager,
all of them
well after business hours.
CHEGWIDDEN:
You're accusing Deputy Director
Dietz of murder?
Commander Aikin
was pregnant, sir.
I think we can prove
that she and the deputy director
were having an affair.
Having an affair
doesn't mean he killed her.
(knocking)
Enter.
Excuse me for interrupting,
Admiral.
The colonel asked me to review
Commander Aikin's phone records.
I've discovered
a pattern
in the phone calls
she's received, sir.
I've traced the numbers--
uh, may I, Admiral?
They were all made
from pay phones.
As you can see,
they form a circle.
Dead center...
Deputy Director Dietz's house.
MacKENZIE:
You think Dietz
made the calls?
Well, the deputy director's
schedule is
a matter of public record,
ma'am.
He was out of town
at the time the
calls were made.
Then who made them?
MACKENZIE:
Thank you for coming here,
Mrs. Dietz.
I came here to keep
you out of my house.
A series of phone
calls were made
from the immediate
vicinity of your house
to Commander Aikin.
What's your question?
Did you make those calls?
I let my fingers get
away from me a few times.
26 times, to be exact.
My mistake.
Why did you make
those calls?
I put in my time, Commander.
I lived in 17 different houses
in 20 years.
Now that my husband
is retired from the air force,
we finally have what
we've always wanted.
He has a good job,
I have a nice house.
He fell in love with her,
didn't he?
You'd have to ask him.
Did you know
Commander Aikin was pregnant
with your husband's child?
I knew she was pregnant.
I have no way of knowing
it was his child.
Did you threaten
Commander Aikin?
I told her if she took
my husband away...
it would break my heart.
I told her to let him go.
How did she respond?
She hung up on me.
Look, I'll make this easy
for you.
I know why you wanted
to talk to me.
I'm no killer, Colonel.
My husband Morgan's
made mistakes.
Killing
Commander Aikin
is not one of them.
Was he with you
the night of the murder?
No.
I don't know where he was.
He was working late
is all I can tell you.
Morgan Dietz
doesn't have an alibi.
He was having an affair
staring down the barrel
of a scandal.
He's our horseman,
Commander.
Not necessarily,
Colonel.
Look, I know
what I saw.
Can we have a
moratorium on visions
for at least an hour?
C-Can we do that?
I thought you were
with me on this.
(groans)
So, now what?
Sir, Commander Rabb
is returning your call
on line two.
You can take it in his office.
Thank you.
(sighs)
You okay, ma'am?
No, Bud,
I-I'm clearly insane.
Really?
TURNER:
Harm.
Buddy,
I-I need your help.
Name it.
How do you deal with her?
(chuckling):
Use a firm hand.
Are you screwing with me?
What did Mac do?
She's having visions.
She's trying to solve the case
with them.
Is it working?
At making me crazy.
She's immune
to logic and reason.
You can always try
agreeing with her.
It throws her off stride.
Come to think of it,
why am I asking you this?
You don't have any more luck
with her than I do.
Hey, Sturgis...
she saved my life
with those visions.
You can't get any luckier
than that.
(knocking on door)
(Russian ballad plays)
Am I interrupting?
Uh, who are you, pretty lady?
I'm Lieutenant Singer.
I work
with Commander Rabb.
Uh, he's not here now.
Hmm.
I thought you
might be hungry.
Cinnamon danish?
What's with the louvered window?
Uh, I assume
it's an American tradition.
Like the mirror
above the bed.
I was joking.
Right.
You would've made
good KGB agent.
What were you looking at?
Uh...
(laughs nervously)
When I came in.
The TV was on?
Oh, uh... no TV,
it was the Internet.
Uh, it was
a Russian program.
It was an old song, uh...
you know, a boy,
his heart is unsure
and so he loves
another woman
and he becomes more
unsure, and then...
uh, they both die.
It really wasn't
that interesting.
(laughs)
You have beautiful hair.
Perhaps if you didn't
wear it in a fist.
It's a bun.
(clears throat)
In Russia, we wear our uniforms
much looser.
(chuckles)
Apparently, you're not
in Russia anymore.
Um, I'll tell my
brother you came by
to check on me.
He'll be grateful.
Let's just keep that
our little secret.
Yeah, Sturgis?
I want to apologize
for the, uh, things
I said before, Colonel.
I'm good at making you do that.
What, saying the wrong things
or apologizing?
Both.
(chuckles):
You see, I-I-I...
I never feel
on solid ground with you.
The-The ground always seems
to be shifting.
That's because my life
is an earthquake, Commander.
Have a seat. Please?
(sighs)
You see, I actually think
we make a good team.
'Cause you're
a little cerebral
and detail-oriented
and I'm neither one
of those things,
so it kind of works
in a Laurel and Hardy
sort of way.
(imitating Laurel):
Ooh, ooh...
Oh, I'm the fat one?
(chuckles)
Y-You know what,
t-this is your problem.
You don't do this
any better with Harm.
No, no, no, that's different.
In what way?
It just is!
There seems to be
a certain tension
with you two.
Some.
A lot.
Look, y-you're missing
the point, Sturgis.
Come on, Mac.
I-I've never slept with him.
Is that the problem?
There is no problem!
Then why don't you just
get over it and move on?
It wouldn't work.
Why?
Because I'm in love with him.
Did I say that?
(sighs)
You have to keep
that to yourself.
Okay.
I mean it, Sturgis.
So do I.
RABB:
You were the Blue Shirt
on the flight deck
the night of the incident,
is that correct?
Yes, sir,
I was training Airman Lurie.
I feel real bad about
what happened to him.
Are you sure you
discharged the
pennant, Airman?
No, I'm not sure.
The deck was pitching,
and it was well into night,
so... there's a chance
I missed it.
If so, I'm the one to blame.
Hmm.
What part did Airman Lurie play
in all this?
Well, sir,
he was having a hard time
getting a handle on things.
Like a lot of these kids,
he was new to VERTREP.
I believe haste was a factor.
That's possible,
Lieutenant.
We were loading
at the rate of 6,000 pounds
per minute.
We had to get the carrier ready
as soon as possible.
That'll be all.
Yes?
Well, what happens now, sir?
Lieutenant Yuen says
there's going to be
an Article 32 hearing
and that several of us
are going to be
up on charges.
That's not been decided yet.
Well, I hope
it happens soon, sir.
We've got a lot of work to do,
Commander.
MACKENZIE:
You lied to us, Mr. Dietz.
You knew Commander Aikin
was resigning,
and you knew why.
Did you know
she was pregnant?
Yes.
And your career
couldn't handle
the public
embarrassment?
I didn't kill her, Colonel.
You lied to us before, sir.
I misled Lara.
I let her believe
I was planning to leave my wife.
I did it
because I loved her.
Sir, we have the
evidence of your affair.
Your secretary told us
Lara left an urgent
message for you
right before she died.
You had reason to be
worried about a scandal.
If it was a crime
of passion--
an argument in the park
that got out of control--
it's better
you admit it now.
I did not kill Lara!
We wanted to give
you a chance to
tell your story
before we went
to the police.
You had your chance.
I have an alibi.
You're just telling us
this now?
The matter is
of a sensitive nature.
I had a meeting at
the National Security Council.
Homeland defense, classified.
At what time?
We started at 8:00
in the evening.
We went till 3:00
in the morning.
What time
was the commander killed?
10:30 p.m.
If it was
a secret meeting, sir
how do we know
you were there?
They keep minutes, Commander.
Each person in and out
of the room
is logged in or out.
I was there until 3:00
in the morning.
Check it out.
MACKENZIE:
I was so sure
my instincts were leading us
in the right direction.
TURNER:
Well, don't beat yourself up
too much, Colonel.
Those instincts
led us to the body.
They led the police to
a Russian on a corner
with Commander
Aikin's wallet.
And they also led us
to Deputy Director Dietz.
I feel like I've been reading
the signals all wrong.
Maybe it only works
with someone
like Chloe or Harm,
people that I'm close to.
Maybe you and Commander
Aikin got closer
than you realize.
How do you mean?
Well, we spent three
days going over
an arms control
agreement with
this woman.
Did you talk
to her other
than that?
We had lunch
a couple times.
Well, so something
passed between you two.
You mean a connection?
Pain, happiness, regret,
pride in serving your country.
Look at the facts.
You're both single women
in the military
with everything that
carries with it.
You're both strong,
vulnerable, too.
You've each had your share
of problems with men.
Sorry.
No, you're right, Sturgis.
So, there's a connection.
How do I start reading
the signals right?
Well, when these feelings
come to you, Colonel,
what triggers them?
Sights, sounds, memories.
It's like this horse thing.
I-I can't get it out of my head,
but I can't say exactly
where it's coming from.
So, let's go back
to the beginning.
Okay.
Well, in my dream, I was...
I was jogging
through the park.
And I remember
approaching that tree
the upside-down,
Y-shaped one off the trail.
I remember the stream.
I remember the homeless man.
The chess tables...
The police said Yuri Lentov
used to hang out
at the chess tables in the park.
Is this what
you were looking for?
For starters.
Our boy had
this tucked
under his arm when
we arrested him.
You were right, Detective,
you had your man.
Yeah, well, we still don't have
enough for murder.
Beyond circumstantial
evidence, robbery's
all we got, unless
you can conjure up
some more coordinates
on a map, Colonel.
Is this
everything you recovered
from him at the scene?
Yeah. I logged it myself.
You said he had
a wad of cash.
There must be
$2,000 here.
On a good day, those dealers
will do twice that.
These bills don't
look "street."
They're too crisp.
He made a lot of
calls to Russia.
Family, most likely.
Uh, we traced the local
calls, nothing unusual.
I'd like to see
the phone logs.
Sure.
Did he say anything about having
served in the Russian army?
No, but it's a sure bet.
Most of these
Russian punks have.
Let's find out.
Thank you, Detective.
Sure.
Evening, Skipper.
Rabb.
What's their
mission, sir?
They'll be over Afghanistan
in two hours.
Close air support
for a SEAL insertion.
Wish I was one of them.
So do I.
Are you ready to talk?
Yes, sir.
MAN:
Captain on the bridge.
RABB:
I've gathered statements
from all the enlisted personnel
involved in the incident, sir.
I have yet to put
their actions in context.
Good evening,
Captain.
Lieutenant Yuen.
"Context..."
Well, here's all
the context
you need, Commander.
The fault is not with my men.
It's mine and mine alone.
The responsibility
for the incident
lies solely with me.
Sir?
I ordered the VERTREP
to take place
well into darkness.
We had 18-foot swells.
Those factors greatly increased
the risk
of an incident occurring.
And you can put that
in your report.
Why did you issue
the order, Captain?
The crew's
on 12, off 12.
We're running sorties
day and night.
The flight deck is
highly congested.
And there literally aren't
enough hours of daylight
to get the job done.
And as you know
the carrier is at
its most vulnerable
during these operations.
I just wanted to get it done
so we could get back to work.
Did you take
extra safety precautions, sir?
I ordered the pace
of the loading be slowed.
Anything else?
I prayed.
I'll, uh...
make myself available for
the Article 32, Commander.
Captain, there'll be
no hearing, sir.
I'm recommending
to COMNAVAIRLANT
that the case be dismissed
with no disciplinary action.
Commander, I don't concur.
Lieutenant, there are
a lot of people willing
to take the blame for this,
but no way of knowing
for sure exactly
what happened.
Then where's
the responsibility, sir?
There's a war going on,
Lieutenant. Try looking there.
Something has to be done.
Something will be done,
Lieutenant.
We'll learn from our mistakes.
We'll do our best
to make sure
no further personnel
are injured or killed.
Beyond that,
nobody needs to be blamed.
Thank you, Commander.
Captain, it is you who deserve
our gratitude, sir.
TURNER:
So, uh,
what've we got?
Well, we had some calls to Kiev,
a few to St. Petersburg,
most of them are to Moscow.
Hmm, no surprise there.
Here's one to Chechnya.
May I see that?
Ah, he also made
a series of calls
to a phone number in Murmansk.
Murmansk?
It's a port
on the northern Russian coast.
We should do a trace.
I know a quicker way.
(speaking Russian)
They hung up.
Maybe you need to work
on your accent.
So, who was it?
It was a number
for a security detail
at a Russian naval base.
Where's Commander Aikin's
duty file?
What are you thinking?
The Russians have
a nuclear submarine facility
near Murmansk.
And Commander Aikin
was bean-counting
Russian nuclear weapons.
Right.
Listen to this.
According to the duty file,
Commander Aikin
just returned
from an inspection tour
in Murmansk.
MACKENZIE:
We think Commander Aikin's
death may have something to do
with her visit to a Russian
sub base near Murmansk.
DIETZ:
The commander visited
the Nerpa Shipyard
if that's
what you're asking.
It was
a routine inspection.
Well, how do
you know, sir?
The commander
was murdered
within hours of her
plane touching down.
She never had
a chance to
file a report.
If she'd found a problem,
she would've talked to me
regardless of
our personal differences.
She tried to get
in touch with you
the night
of her death, sir.
It's possible
that this was
the urgent matter
she needed to discuss.
Okay, what have you got?
The Russian who's accused
of murdering the commander--
no ordinary street thug.
We checked his military records.
He was in the Russian army
in Chechnya.
He was caught smuggling arms
to the rebels.
So were a lot of Russian
soldiers, Commander.
He didn't do it
for money.
His mother's Muslim.
He converted to Islam
while he was in the army.
And he supplied the Chechen
Islamic fundamentalists
with weapons once.
We think he may be involved
in a plot to do it again.
Although this time,
it's not hand grenades.
TURNER:
We traced a call
from his cell phone
to a security officer
at the Nerpa Shipyard.
The Russians picked him up
an hour ago.
We know Commander Aikin was
counting weapons.
We think she may have found
a loose nuke.
The commander wasn't counting
nukes, Colonel.
She was counting kilos.
Uranium.
They're
disassembling
weapons at
that sub base.
Weapons-grade uranium
is being stored at the site
until it can be shipped
to processing plants
for conversion to nuclear fuel.
When's the next shipment
scheduled to go out?
It left yesterday.
AMIRA:
I'm sorry, I just don't see how
a Russian street punk
could be hooked up
in a potential
terrorist plot.
He's not a street punk.
He stole the woman's wallet
and credit cards.
He wasn't interested
in a shopping spree.
For a terrorist,
identification papers
of a U.S. Naval officer
in a sensitive posting
are a gold mine.
Well, once again you're seeing
something I'm not, Colonel.
Hope you have better luck
getting him to talk.
He learned a new word
in America: "lawyer."
We may have a few words of our
own that might change his mind.
We checked
your Russian army record, Yuri.
We know about your ties
to the Chechens.
We also know about the 30 kilos
of weapons-grade uranium
smuggled out of Murmansk.
The Russians arrested
your inside contact
at the Naval base.
He's already given you up.
It's time
to make a deal.
Tell us who you're working with
and where the stolen uranium
is headed.
AMIRA:
You're facing
murder charges.
You don't have enough
to convict me
of anything but grave robbing.
TURNER:
We have enough to deport
you back to your friends.
But of course they won't know
how much you've told us.
They probably don't care.
He's damaged goods now.
A liability.
AMIRA:
We are facing
a prison
overcrowding
problem right now.
Deportation works
for me.
If we are talking about
uranium smuggling,
you're looking
at serious prison time...
The fruits
of a free country.
I live behind bars.
MACKENZIE:
In prison, you live.
Or we deport you,
and you're a dead man.
TURNER:
All you have to do
is tell us
who you're working with
and where we can find them
and the uranium.
(men talking and laughing
in distance)
(men yelling)
On your feet!
On your feet! Move it!
REPORTER:
In other headlines,
six members of
an Islamic fundamentalist cell
were reported killed last night
in the Aegean Sea
off the coast of Turkey.
Two other terrorists
were detained.
The men were believed
to have links
to terrorist groups
based in Chechnya.
State Department sources say
there is no indication
what the ship was carrying
nor any information
as to how the terrorists...
The invisible war...
a whole new kind of war.
Sorry Commander Aikin
had to be one of
the casualties.
Agreed, Colonel.
Mac...
(sighs)
We still have a Russian
arms agreement
to hammer out.
Let's get to it.
We also have an agreement
of our own, don't forget,
concerning a little secret
I let slip.
Oh, my lips
are sealed.
Of course, I
can't control
any telepathic messages
I might let fly.
You starting to believe
in "hokum," Sturgis?
Hey, just covering
my six, Mac.
Well, you let fly our secret,
you won't have a six.
So, this is what
it's like being
friends with you?
(chuckling):
This is just the beginning.
(galloping hooves approach)
(horse snorts, grunts)
(phone ringing)
(eerie groaning)
(grunts)
(grunting, whimpering)
(galloping hooves approach)
(horse neighs)
(man grunts)
(woman shrieks)
(horse neighing)
(grunting)
TURNER:
She's been gone
for a week now.
I still can't believe it.
One minute, she's fine.
Next minute, she's dead
by the side of the road.
How have you
been getting around?
Jogging.
More fun when
the weather's warmer.
Treat yourself,
you know?
Spring for a rental.
Ah, the car was
18 years old.
All right,
then get a new one.
She meant a lot
to me, Colonel.
It's like
losing a dog.
Well, I understand the level
of your grief, Commander,
but maybe it's
time to move on.
I'm considering a Buick.
Okay.
You look a little
tired today, Colonel.
You all right?
Uh, had a rough night,
a weird dream.
Scary weird,
or naked-in-front-of-
the-Marine-Corps-band weird?
Commander, I learn something
new about you every day.
CHEGWIDDEN:
Colonel, Commander.
How's it coming
with our nuclear disarmament
pact with the Russian navy?
We've drawn up a memorandum
of understanding, sir.
It'll set
the ground rules
for dismantling
their nuclear weapons.
We're just waiting
for the navy's expert
on Russian nukes.
Who's your expert?
Commander
Lara Aikin, sir.
Ph.D. in nuclear physics
from Harvard.
She's assigned to the Defense
Threat Reduction Agency.
She's a weapons counter--
keeps track
of the Russian arsenal.
Hmm. Carry on.
REPORTER:
As our nation goes to war
against an enemy
hidden underground,
this week saw
an American casualty
in the Persian Gulf.
It occurred
not on the front lines
but during a seemingly routine
helicopter resupply mission
at sea.
Airman Jay Lurie
of Trenton, New Jersey,
was airlifted
to a medical center in Naples
after he was severely injured
during a vertical
replenishment mission.
And the incident is now
under investigation
aboard the USS Patrick Henry.
Welcome aboard,
Commander.
This way, sir.
JAG on the bridge.
Commander Rabb,
reporting as
ordered, sir.
Stand easy,
Commander.
Last I saw you,
you looked like a prune.
Well, sir,
I felt like one.
(chuckles)
Captain, I, uh, I never
got the opportunity, sir,
to thank you
for saving my life.
Oh, I didn't save it,
Commander, the SAR crew did.
Yeah, I believe you had a little
something to do with it, sir.
(clears throat)
On this mishap investigation,
you've read Lieutenant Yuen's
preliminary report?
The one that holds me
responsible for the incident?
I have, Captain.
What do you think?
I have no opinion
as of yet, sir.
Answered like a lawyer.
Well, that's
what I am, sir.
Except when you're dumping
my F-14s into the drink.
Skipper, as you know,
COMNAVAIRLANT has taken over
as the convening authority.
It's standard
protocol to avoid
any issues of
command influence.
Since he's
under your command,
Lieutenant Yuen's
preliminary report
will be considered
null and void, sir.
The lieutenant's
a good lawyer, Rabb.
I've watched him litigate, sir.
Well, you do what
you have to, Commander.
I'll make myself available
when you need to interview me.
Yes, sir.
I don't expect any favors.
No, sir.
TURNER:
You're right
about Tiner's coffee--
tastes like battery acid.
MacKENZIE:
You should
have tried it
before he knew
the pot required a filter.
The only
sticking point
on this arms agreement
with the Russians
is this "prior notice" clause:
24 hours notice
before all on-site inspections.
Who gives the permission?
Is it going to be
the Russian government
or the Russian navy?
We need Commander Aikin
for that.
Where is she?
I'm sure she's got
a good reason
for being late.
Yeah, well, she's been early
every other time.
It's already 11:18.
How do you do that, Colonel?
Do what?
Know the precise time
without looking at your watch.
Internal clock, I guess.
Then why wear a watch?
It usually saves me from having
to answer, "How do you do that?"
I'm going to try
her cell, again.
(cup clatters)
Oh.
Shoot.
Let's go.
Where?
Her apartment.
(knocking on door)
Commander Aikin?
Commander Aikin, are you there?
It's Colonel MacKenzie.
Want to give it a shot?
Sure.
Hello?
Hello, ma'am.
I'm Commander
Sturgis Turner.
This is Lieutenant Colonel
Sarah MacKenzie.
We're lawyers from
the JAG Corps.
We're looking for
Commander Aikin.
Do you know her?
She's my neighbor.
Of course I know her.
The commander was to meet us
this morning but never showed.
That's not like Lara.
She's very responsible.
Perhaps she's ill.
She's not answering
her telephone, either.
I saw her
last night.
She was very upset
about some harassing
phone calls.
She said she needed
to get out of the house.
So, she went for a jog
in the park.
What time
was that, ma'am?
Around 10:00.
And what time
did she return?
I-I don't know.
I-I was asleep by then.
Thank you, ma'am.
Thank you very much.
You're welcome.
Mm...
You going to let me in
on where we're going, Colonel?
Jogging.
RABB:
Lieutenant Yuen.
Good to see you
again, Commander.
You, too,
Lieutenant.
I know you're in charge of
the investigation now, sir.
I have the files from
my interviews ready.
Well, I appreciate that,
Lieutenant,
but I'll be starting
at the beginning.
Are you disputing
my facts, sir?
I don't know
your facts, Lieutenant.
Then it's my judgment?
Look, Lieutenant,
you're prepared to bring charges
against a ship's captain
in a time of war.
I'm sure you haven't
taken it lightly.
I called it
as I saw it, sir.
You're a fine lawyer,
Lieutenant,
but you lack experience.
I believe I can make
myself useful, sir.
Good.
Get a copy of the PLAT tape,
meet me in the ready room.
Thank you.
TURNER:
What are we supposed
to find here, Colonel?
I don't know.
If you have concerns
about Commander Aikin,
we should
call the police.
It's hard to explain,
but I...
The-The dream I had...
Yes?
(sighs)
Uh, no, y-you're right.
Let's... let's go back.
You're confusing me,
Colonel.
She went that way.
Well,
how do you know?
I just do.
She took a short cut to escape.
She was being pursued.
Are you claiming
some parapsychological
talent here, Colonel?
I have had visions.
What?
Look, I know it sounds
crazy, Commander,
but I have
a little sister--
sh-she was lost
in the woods.
I-I saw where she was.
When Harm
was lost at sea,
the same
thing happened.
I take it this is your way
of telling me that
you think Commander Aikin
is in danger.
Maybe worse.
I had a nightmare
last night.
And you saw her murder?
My own.
I see.
Uh, so how did you make
this leap to Commander Aikin?
I don't know.
Colonel, we should call
the police.
And say what,
Commander?
First, I had a bad dream, and
then an old woman says something
and now I'm having feelings
that I can't explain?
That is
one conversation
I would like
to hear, yes.
Look, Colonel, I can
see finding people
who you know
and care about.
There's a...
there's a certain
intuitive understanding
we have about those who
mean something to us.
But you hardly know
Commander Aikin.
So, why would you be drawn
into her world?
And-And don't tell
me you don't know
because there's
only so much of this
psychic hokum I can stand.
This is getting us
nowhere, Colonel.
(eerie groaning)
Now what?
She tried to get
to the road.
The hill was too steep.
We put the attack between 10:00
and midnight last night.
I'd say just after 10:30.
We interviewed
Commander Aikin's
neighbor earlier.
She saw her leave
her apartment.
Gave us an idea
of the time.
She almost made it to the road.
50 feet from freedom.
She could see it.
Yeah. Bad idea,
a girl running at night.
She wasn't a girl.
She was a naval officer.
Sailors get mugged
all the time, Colonel.
This wasn't a random attack.
How do you know that?
A hunch.
I understand you roused
a homeless man.
He didn't do it.
Well, I'm still going to have
my people canvass the area.
How big an area?
Five-block radius.
(sighing)
Start here.
There's a pay phone
on the corner.
(sighs)
Bam!
Yeah, baby!
Gentlemen, I think
the bridge is out.
Wait, okay, check this
one out. It's mine.
And...
Yeah, baby!
Yeah!
Take that tank
to the chop-shop.
(laughing)
Commander, can
you believe
we get paid
for doing this?
YUEN:
Commander Rabb,
when you're ready...
YUEN:
The movement of the
blades through the air
picks up a static
electric charge
that's transferred to
the helo and the load.
As it comes down,
it's looking to
ground on something
or someone.
Yeah, I've been on
a carrier before,
Lieutenant.
Yes, sir.
Well, then you know
the way to avoid a mishap
is for the Blue Shirt
on the deck
to discharge
the cargo load
with a grounding pole.
Looks like maybe
that didn't happen.
That's when Airman Lurie
was injured.
He had a broken leg,
a concussion
and third-degree burns.
The airman was airlifted
to Naples.
He's traumatized,
doesn't remember the incident.
(laughter)
There's not a hell
of a lot on that tape,
is there, Lieutenant?
No, sir, but there's not
much doubt about what happened.
You blame Captain Ingles?
I interviewed
the men
and there are questions about
the captain's judgment, sir.
I think we should consider
Article 32 hearings
on the enlisted men.
We'll see what develops
on the C.O.
I'm going to re-interview the
enlisted personnel, Lieutenant.
I'll ask the questions.
You'll listen.
Solid, solid!
(laughing)
Next time I go to the track,
Colonel, give me your number.
You were dead on.
We grabbed our guy
at that phone booth
you sent us to.
Yeah? Who is he?
Name's Yuri Lentov.
Works sometimes as
a gypsy cab diver.
Mostly hangs out
in the park
at the chess tables
with a bunch from
the old country.
Your suspect is
a Russian?
Uh-huh.
Commander Aikin worked
as a weapons counter.
Her area of expertise
was the Russian nuclear
weapons arsenal.
Yeah, I don't think
our guy's in the
spy trade, Commander.
That corner we
found him on?
It's a heroin
mini-mart.
The guy had a
wad of cash,
small bills.
There he is.
I don't know how you
did it, Colonel,
but nice work.
He's not our man.
What are you
talking about?
You're the one
who led us to
this guy, Colonel.
He had Commander
Aikin's fanny pack
wallet and credit
cards stuffed
in his jacket.
There's just something
wrong here.
What?
I don't know.
There's a...
there's a connection with...
There's a connection
with horses I can't explain.
(chuckling):
How the hell
do you know that?
I just do.
What?
Is it through
this "ouija thing"
you've got going?
If that's what
you want to call it.
(sighing):
Well, for what it's worth,
I don't think our guy's
exactly the equestrian type.
(MacKenzie sighs)
Why don't you
just let us take
it from here, Colonel?
Look at this.
It's a request
for transfer
from Commander
Aikin's assignment
at the Defense Threat
Reduction Agency.
She never had
a chance to
submit that.
We recovered that
from her fanny pack.
Looks like she was going
to drop it in a mailbox. So?
We interviewed her three times
as part of a project
we were working on.
She never mentioned
wanting to leave.
It's an anomaly.
Doesn't fit.
The commander
doesn't like
loose ends.
We all have our "thing."
MACKENZIE:
Mr. Dietz, as Deputy Director
of the Defense Threat
Reduction Agency,
you were
Commander Aikin's boss.
Is that right?
Our agency employs
a number of military experts
to monitor
nuclear stockpiles overseas.
TURNER:
We know you have
experience
yourself, sir.
My last command--
91st Space Wing,
Minot Air Force Base.
We won the Air Force Space
Command's Best Missile Wing.
Russia was Commander
Aikin's area of
expertise, sir?
The Russian navy, specifically.
She was overseeing
the dismantling
of their sub fleet.
Keeping track
of the number of nukes
that had been disassembled
and the numbers still on-line.
Was the commander
involved in any
sensitive investigations
at the time of her death?
None that I know of.
As a matter of fact,
she just got back
from a routine inspection.
TURNER: We spoke to your
secretary when we came in.
She mentioned the commander
had left you a message.
She had something urgent
to discuss.
Do you know
what that was
about, sir?
I know as much as you do.
The commander was
a marvelous person.
Gifted.
And we'll all miss her
very much.
She, uh...
apparently didn't feel
the same way.
Do you know about this?
No.
So, you have no idea
why she might've requested
a transfer?
I know she wanted to be closer
to the action.
Since we're at war, they all do.
Maybe that's what she wanted
to talk about so urgently.
She cited a work environment
that was "incompatible
with her principles."
Do you know
anything
about that?
Not a clue.
In fact, I'm shocked.
TURNER:
Colonel?
Uh...
Uh, we're done here.
Um, thank you, sir.
Petty Officer Horton?
Sir?
This is Commander Rabb,
JAG Corps.
As you were.
Scuttlebutt had it you
were onboard, sir.
It's a real pleasure.
Thank you.
A lot's changed since
the last time I was here.
Yeah, well,
ain't that the truth?
But now we got ourselves
a regular war.
Petty Officer,
I'm going to need you
to walk me through
everything that happened
the night of the incident.
I'll be glad to, sir.
I was the landing signalman
at the time
and I was directing
the vertical replenishment.
And where were
you standing?
Standing in front
of the helo, sir.
Guiding it down
with hand signals.
Well, what about
your Blue Shirt?
Where was he
at that time?
Well, Airman Gladstone
had just hit
the pennant to release
any static charge
prior to the load
hitting the deck.
Only something went wrong, sir.
A static electricity charge
caused the magnesium flares
in the cargo net to ignite.
Magnesium burns
at 2,000 degrees.
Start a fire
damn near anywhere.
Yes, sir.
Well, several crates
of ammo ignited
and then that's when
Airman Lurie was injured.
Did the fact that
you were loading
into the night
have any bearing
on the accident?
No, sir.
We had the required light.
Besides, we're trained.
We've replenished
plenty of times at night
without things going wrong.
What about the sea state?
We had a pitching deck, sir,
but we've VERTREP'd
in worse seas than that.
How long had you been
on duty that night?
18 hours, sir.
Uh, you didn't
tell me that.
You never asked, Lieutenant.
That's almost
three watches,
Petty Officer.
Why were you on duty so long?
We're short on
trained men,
Commander.
Some of the guys
never loaded at night.
I see in your record book that
you've recently reenlisted.
Yes, sir.
We got carriers
in the Arabian Sea
and in the Med.
Could be well on our way
to fighting a war
on two fronts soon, sir.
The navy needs
men to stay in.
Only now, it looks like I'm not
going to be one of them.
The assailant administered
a thrust that entered
the intercostal space,
puncturing the pericardial sac.
She was stabbed
in the heart.
What else can
you tell us?
Well, the victim put up
a hell of a fight.
Numerous incised wounds
on her hands and her forearms.
There must be something more.
The deceased was
four weeks pregnant.
(phone ringing)
Turner.
Yes, Lieutenant.
Are you sure?
Ah, good work.
That was Roberts.
Commander Aikin's phone
records turned up a number.
One she dialed
repeatedly.
Who was it?
Deputy Director Morgan Dietz.
Well, she worked for him.
The calls were made
to his private pager,
all of them
well after business hours.
CHEGWIDDEN:
You're accusing Deputy Director
Dietz of murder?
Commander Aikin
was pregnant, sir.
I think we can prove
that she and the deputy director
were having an affair.
Having an affair
doesn't mean he killed her.
(knocking)
Enter.
Excuse me for interrupting,
Admiral.
The colonel asked me to review
Commander Aikin's phone records.
I've discovered
a pattern
in the phone calls
she's received, sir.
I've traced the numbers--
uh, may I, Admiral?
They were all made
from pay phones.
As you can see,
they form a circle.
Dead center...
Deputy Director Dietz's house.
MacKENZIE:
You think Dietz
made the calls?
Well, the deputy director's
schedule is
a matter of public record,
ma'am.
He was out of town
at the time the
calls were made.
Then who made them?
MACKENZIE:
Thank you for coming here,
Mrs. Dietz.
I came here to keep
you out of my house.
A series of phone
calls were made
from the immediate
vicinity of your house
to Commander Aikin.
What's your question?
Did you make those calls?
I let my fingers get
away from me a few times.
26 times, to be exact.
My mistake.
Why did you make
those calls?
I put in my time, Commander.
I lived in 17 different houses
in 20 years.
Now that my husband
is retired from the air force,
we finally have what
we've always wanted.
He has a good job,
I have a nice house.
He fell in love with her,
didn't he?
You'd have to ask him.
Did you know
Commander Aikin was pregnant
with your husband's child?
I knew she was pregnant.
I have no way of knowing
it was his child.
Did you threaten
Commander Aikin?
I told her if she took
my husband away...
it would break my heart.
I told her to let him go.
How did she respond?
She hung up on me.
Look, I'll make this easy
for you.
I know why you wanted
to talk to me.
I'm no killer, Colonel.
My husband Morgan's
made mistakes.
Killing
Commander Aikin
is not one of them.
Was he with you
the night of the murder?
No.
I don't know where he was.
He was working late
is all I can tell you.
Morgan Dietz
doesn't have an alibi.
He was having an affair
staring down the barrel
of a scandal.
He's our horseman,
Commander.
Not necessarily,
Colonel.
Look, I know
what I saw.
Can we have a
moratorium on visions
for at least an hour?
C-Can we do that?
I thought you were
with me on this.
(groans)
So, now what?
Sir, Commander Rabb
is returning your call
on line two.
You can take it in his office.
Thank you.
(sighs)
You okay, ma'am?
No, Bud,
I-I'm clearly insane.
Really?
TURNER:
Harm.
Buddy,
I-I need your help.
Name it.
How do you deal with her?
(chuckling):
Use a firm hand.
Are you screwing with me?
What did Mac do?
She's having visions.
She's trying to solve the case
with them.
Is it working?
At making me crazy.
She's immune
to logic and reason.
You can always try
agreeing with her.
It throws her off stride.
Come to think of it,
why am I asking you this?
You don't have any more luck
with her than I do.
Hey, Sturgis...
she saved my life
with those visions.
You can't get any luckier
than that.
(knocking on door)
(Russian ballad plays)
Am I interrupting?
Uh, who are you, pretty lady?
I'm Lieutenant Singer.
I work
with Commander Rabb.
Uh, he's not here now.
Hmm.
I thought you
might be hungry.
Cinnamon danish?
What's with the louvered window?
Uh, I assume
it's an American tradition.
Like the mirror
above the bed.
I was joking.
Right.
You would've made
good KGB agent.
What were you looking at?
Uh...
(laughs nervously)
When I came in.
The TV was on?
Oh, uh... no TV,
it was the Internet.
Uh, it was
a Russian program.
It was an old song, uh...
you know, a boy,
his heart is unsure
and so he loves
another woman
and he becomes more
unsure, and then...
uh, they both die.
It really wasn't
that interesting.
(laughs)
You have beautiful hair.
Perhaps if you didn't
wear it in a fist.
It's a bun.
(clears throat)
In Russia, we wear our uniforms
much looser.
(chuckles)
Apparently, you're not
in Russia anymore.
Um, I'll tell my
brother you came by
to check on me.
He'll be grateful.
Let's just keep that
our little secret.
Yeah, Sturgis?
I want to apologize
for the, uh, things
I said before, Colonel.
I'm good at making you do that.
What, saying the wrong things
or apologizing?
Both.
(chuckles):
You see, I-I-I...
I never feel
on solid ground with you.
The-The ground always seems
to be shifting.
That's because my life
is an earthquake, Commander.
Have a seat. Please?
(sighs)
You see, I actually think
we make a good team.
'Cause you're
a little cerebral
and detail-oriented
and I'm neither one
of those things,
so it kind of works
in a Laurel and Hardy
sort of way.
(imitating Laurel):
Ooh, ooh...
Oh, I'm the fat one?
(chuckles)
Y-You know what,
t-this is your problem.
You don't do this
any better with Harm.
No, no, no, that's different.
In what way?
It just is!
There seems to be
a certain tension
with you two.
Some.
A lot.
Look, y-you're missing
the point, Sturgis.
Come on, Mac.
I-I've never slept with him.
Is that the problem?
There is no problem!
Then why don't you just
get over it and move on?
It wouldn't work.
Why?
Because I'm in love with him.
Did I say that?
(sighs)
You have to keep
that to yourself.
Okay.
I mean it, Sturgis.
So do I.
RABB:
You were the Blue Shirt
on the flight deck
the night of the incident,
is that correct?
Yes, sir,
I was training Airman Lurie.
I feel real bad about
what happened to him.
Are you sure you
discharged the
pennant, Airman?
No, I'm not sure.
The deck was pitching,
and it was well into night,
so... there's a chance
I missed it.
If so, I'm the one to blame.
Hmm.
What part did Airman Lurie play
in all this?
Well, sir,
he was having a hard time
getting a handle on things.
Like a lot of these kids,
he was new to VERTREP.
I believe haste was a factor.
That's possible,
Lieutenant.
We were loading
at the rate of 6,000 pounds
per minute.
We had to get the carrier ready
as soon as possible.
That'll be all.
Yes?
Well, what happens now, sir?
Lieutenant Yuen says
there's going to be
an Article 32 hearing
and that several of us
are going to be
up on charges.
That's not been decided yet.
Well, I hope
it happens soon, sir.
We've got a lot of work to do,
Commander.
MACKENZIE:
You lied to us, Mr. Dietz.
You knew Commander Aikin
was resigning,
and you knew why.
Did you know
she was pregnant?
Yes.
And your career
couldn't handle
the public
embarrassment?
I didn't kill her, Colonel.
You lied to us before, sir.
I misled Lara.
I let her believe
I was planning to leave my wife.
I did it
because I loved her.
Sir, we have the
evidence of your affair.
Your secretary told us
Lara left an urgent
message for you
right before she died.
You had reason to be
worried about a scandal.
If it was a crime
of passion--
an argument in the park
that got out of control--
it's better
you admit it now.
I did not kill Lara!
We wanted to give
you a chance to
tell your story
before we went
to the police.
You had your chance.
I have an alibi.
You're just telling us
this now?
The matter is
of a sensitive nature.
I had a meeting at
the National Security Council.
Homeland defense, classified.
At what time?
We started at 8:00
in the evening.
We went till 3:00
in the morning.
What time
was the commander killed?
10:30 p.m.
If it was
a secret meeting, sir
how do we know
you were there?
They keep minutes, Commander.
Each person in and out
of the room
is logged in or out.
I was there until 3:00
in the morning.
Check it out.
MACKENZIE:
I was so sure
my instincts were leading us
in the right direction.
TURNER:
Well, don't beat yourself up
too much, Colonel.
Those instincts
led us to the body.
They led the police to
a Russian on a corner
with Commander
Aikin's wallet.
And they also led us
to Deputy Director Dietz.
I feel like I've been reading
the signals all wrong.
Maybe it only works
with someone
like Chloe or Harm,
people that I'm close to.
Maybe you and Commander
Aikin got closer
than you realize.
How do you mean?
Well, we spent three
days going over
an arms control
agreement with
this woman.
Did you talk
to her other
than that?
We had lunch
a couple times.
Well, so something
passed between you two.
You mean a connection?
Pain, happiness, regret,
pride in serving your country.
Look at the facts.
You're both single women
in the military
with everything that
carries with it.
You're both strong,
vulnerable, too.
You've each had your share
of problems with men.
Sorry.
No, you're right, Sturgis.
So, there's a connection.
How do I start reading
the signals right?
Well, when these feelings
come to you, Colonel,
what triggers them?
Sights, sounds, memories.
It's like this horse thing.
I-I can't get it out of my head,
but I can't say exactly
where it's coming from.
So, let's go back
to the beginning.
Okay.
Well, in my dream, I was...
I was jogging
through the park.
And I remember
approaching that tree
the upside-down,
Y-shaped one off the trail.
I remember the stream.
I remember the homeless man.
The chess tables...
The police said Yuri Lentov
used to hang out
at the chess tables in the park.
Is this what
you were looking for?
For starters.
Our boy had
this tucked
under his arm when
we arrested him.
You were right, Detective,
you had your man.
Yeah, well, we still don't have
enough for murder.
Beyond circumstantial
evidence, robbery's
all we got, unless
you can conjure up
some more coordinates
on a map, Colonel.
Is this
everything you recovered
from him at the scene?
Yeah. I logged it myself.
You said he had
a wad of cash.
There must be
$2,000 here.
On a good day, those dealers
will do twice that.
These bills don't
look "street."
They're too crisp.
He made a lot of
calls to Russia.
Family, most likely.
Uh, we traced the local
calls, nothing unusual.
I'd like to see
the phone logs.
Sure.
Did he say anything about having
served in the Russian army?
No, but it's a sure bet.
Most of these
Russian punks have.
Let's find out.
Thank you, Detective.
Sure.
Evening, Skipper.
Rabb.
What's their
mission, sir?
They'll be over Afghanistan
in two hours.
Close air support
for a SEAL insertion.
Wish I was one of them.
So do I.
Are you ready to talk?
Yes, sir.
MAN:
Captain on the bridge.
RABB:
I've gathered statements
from all the enlisted personnel
involved in the incident, sir.
I have yet to put
their actions in context.
Good evening,
Captain.
Lieutenant Yuen.
"Context..."
Well, here's all
the context
you need, Commander.
The fault is not with my men.
It's mine and mine alone.
The responsibility
for the incident
lies solely with me.
Sir?
I ordered the VERTREP
to take place
well into darkness.
We had 18-foot swells.
Those factors greatly increased
the risk
of an incident occurring.
And you can put that
in your report.
Why did you issue
the order, Captain?
The crew's
on 12, off 12.
We're running sorties
day and night.
The flight deck is
highly congested.
And there literally aren't
enough hours of daylight
to get the job done.
And as you know
the carrier is at
its most vulnerable
during these operations.
I just wanted to get it done
so we could get back to work.
Did you take
extra safety precautions, sir?
I ordered the pace
of the loading be slowed.
Anything else?
I prayed.
I'll, uh...
make myself available for
the Article 32, Commander.
Captain, there'll be
no hearing, sir.
I'm recommending
to COMNAVAIRLANT
that the case be dismissed
with no disciplinary action.
Commander, I don't concur.
Lieutenant, there are
a lot of people willing
to take the blame for this,
but no way of knowing
for sure exactly
what happened.
Then where's
the responsibility, sir?
There's a war going on,
Lieutenant. Try looking there.
Something has to be done.
Something will be done,
Lieutenant.
We'll learn from our mistakes.
We'll do our best
to make sure
no further personnel
are injured or killed.
Beyond that,
nobody needs to be blamed.
Thank you, Commander.
Captain, it is you who deserve
our gratitude, sir.
TURNER:
So, uh,
what've we got?
Well, we had some calls to Kiev,
a few to St. Petersburg,
most of them are to Moscow.
Hmm, no surprise there.
Here's one to Chechnya.
May I see that?
Ah, he also made
a series of calls
to a phone number in Murmansk.
Murmansk?
It's a port
on the northern Russian coast.
We should do a trace.
I know a quicker way.
(speaking Russian)
They hung up.
Maybe you need to work
on your accent.
So, who was it?
It was a number
for a security detail
at a Russian naval base.
Where's Commander Aikin's
duty file?
What are you thinking?
The Russians have
a nuclear submarine facility
near Murmansk.
And Commander Aikin
was bean-counting
Russian nuclear weapons.
Right.
Listen to this.
According to the duty file,
Commander Aikin
just returned
from an inspection tour
in Murmansk.
MACKENZIE:
We think Commander Aikin's
death may have something to do
with her visit to a Russian
sub base near Murmansk.
DIETZ:
The commander visited
the Nerpa Shipyard
if that's
what you're asking.
It was
a routine inspection.
Well, how do
you know, sir?
The commander
was murdered
within hours of her
plane touching down.
She never had
a chance to
file a report.
If she'd found a problem,
she would've talked to me
regardless of
our personal differences.
She tried to get
in touch with you
the night
of her death, sir.
It's possible
that this was
the urgent matter
she needed to discuss.
Okay, what have you got?
The Russian who's accused
of murdering the commander--
no ordinary street thug.
We checked his military records.
He was in the Russian army
in Chechnya.
He was caught smuggling arms
to the rebels.
So were a lot of Russian
soldiers, Commander.
He didn't do it
for money.
His mother's Muslim.
He converted to Islam
while he was in the army.
And he supplied the Chechen
Islamic fundamentalists
with weapons once.
We think he may be involved
in a plot to do it again.
Although this time,
it's not hand grenades.
TURNER:
We traced a call
from his cell phone
to a security officer
at the Nerpa Shipyard.
The Russians picked him up
an hour ago.
We know Commander Aikin was
counting weapons.
We think she may have found
a loose nuke.
The commander wasn't counting
nukes, Colonel.
She was counting kilos.
Uranium.
They're
disassembling
weapons at
that sub base.
Weapons-grade uranium
is being stored at the site
until it can be shipped
to processing plants
for conversion to nuclear fuel.
When's the next shipment
scheduled to go out?
It left yesterday.
AMIRA:
I'm sorry, I just don't see how
a Russian street punk
could be hooked up
in a potential
terrorist plot.
He's not a street punk.
He stole the woman's wallet
and credit cards.
He wasn't interested
in a shopping spree.
For a terrorist,
identification papers
of a U.S. Naval officer
in a sensitive posting
are a gold mine.
Well, once again you're seeing
something I'm not, Colonel.
Hope you have better luck
getting him to talk.
He learned a new word
in America: "lawyer."
We may have a few words of our
own that might change his mind.
We checked
your Russian army record, Yuri.
We know about your ties
to the Chechens.
We also know about the 30 kilos
of weapons-grade uranium
smuggled out of Murmansk.
The Russians arrested
your inside contact
at the Naval base.
He's already given you up.
It's time
to make a deal.
Tell us who you're working with
and where the stolen uranium
is headed.
AMIRA:
You're facing
murder charges.
You don't have enough
to convict me
of anything but grave robbing.
TURNER:
We have enough to deport
you back to your friends.
But of course they won't know
how much you've told us.
They probably don't care.
He's damaged goods now.
A liability.
AMIRA:
We are facing
a prison
overcrowding
problem right now.
Deportation works
for me.
If we are talking about
uranium smuggling,
you're looking
at serious prison time...
The fruits
of a free country.
I live behind bars.
MACKENZIE:
In prison, you live.
Or we deport you,
and you're a dead man.
TURNER:
All you have to do
is tell us
who you're working with
and where we can find them
and the uranium.
(men talking and laughing
in distance)
(men yelling)
On your feet!
On your feet! Move it!
REPORTER:
In other headlines,
six members of
an Islamic fundamentalist cell
were reported killed last night
in the Aegean Sea
off the coast of Turkey.
Two other terrorists
were detained.
The men were believed
to have links
to terrorist groups
based in Chechnya.
State Department sources say
there is no indication
what the ship was carrying
nor any information
as to how the terrorists...
The invisible war...
a whole new kind of war.
Sorry Commander Aikin
had to be one of
the casualties.
Agreed, Colonel.
Mac...
(sighs)
We still have a Russian
arms agreement
to hammer out.
Let's get to it.
We also have an agreement
of our own, don't forget,
concerning a little secret
I let slip.
Oh, my lips
are sealed.
Of course, I
can't control
any telepathic messages
I might let fly.
You starting to believe
in "hokum," Sturgis?
Hey, just covering
my six, Mac.
Well, you let fly our secret,
you won't have a six.
So, this is what
it's like being
friends with you?
(chuckling):
This is just the beginning.