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How are you, ma'am?
How are you doing?

Hey, boys and girls.
I'm Master Chief Morris,

- and I'm gonna be your guide.
- All right.

- I want you to form a line here.
- That's all six.

Ready? Everybody just follow me.

Really? Well, we got a lot of planes,
so be on the lookout.

So let's move over here
and take a look at some of them.

See what we've got.

- 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. Jr."

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 had 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 Marian Anderson
Elementary School

have been accounted for.

The dead child's body has been tagged
right now as Jane Doe Number 37.

D.C. Police and the NCIS
were 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 wanna 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.

- Are you all right?
- Yeah.

Was she sexually abused?

There are no obvious signs
of sexual assault, commander.

But the autopsy report should tell us
if there's a history of sexual abuse

as well as internal injuries.

- How long has she been here?
- Twenty-four hours, maybe less.

Well, that's certainly enough time
for somebody to notice she was gone.

- Excuse me.
- You'd think.

We'll check
with 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 on 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 a 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.

The NCIS just came now.

We're gonna 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.
- Are 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 1 inch
to 1 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.

- 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.

Ligature furrow
indicates the possibility of asphyxiation.

There's also evidence
of major skull trauma.

I'd hazard a guess,

there's internal haemorrhaging
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 centimetre
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 soles of the feet.

Admiral,
I'd like to stay with this case.

Well, what do you have on your plate,
commander?

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 Alvarez deposition.

Alvarez.

Gunner's mate in Mayport, sir,

told his C.O. He was moonlighting
as a bouncer in a dance club.

Turns out
he was working in a strip joint.

- That's the bouncer?
- Well, not exactly, sir.

He billed himself
as the Mighty Maverick.

Apparently,
he had a rather large following.

Well, it sounds 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'll have Lieutenant Roberts
and Lieutenant Sims

handle the Alvarez
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
got stuck with the Alvarez 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 registered sex offenders
in D.C. Area?

Right away, sir.

Get me a list of all civilian
and Naval personnel

working at the Potomac Naval Annex
and living in the surrounding area.

Get a sketch artist
to get me a likeness of the child

just prior to death.

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 checked 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.

Well, 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 does she live?
How did she get on this base?

The body gets released tonight.

The burial is tomorrow.

And the D.C. Government's
going to spring for a plot

in Glenwood Cemetery.

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.

- I'll take that.
- Thank you.

So just how did you arrange this
on six hours' notice?

Told them I'll hold my breath
till I turn blue.

You still on the cigar waggon?

Yeah, I've been on it for about a year.
How about you?

- No, I'm still hooked.
- Time to quit.

- I know.
- How was Graceland?

Well, there are so many dead,

they had to bring in a refrigerated truck
just to handle the overload.

I hope you're gonna tell me
you've 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 wanna be influenced
by previous findings.

Fair enough.

You know,
you and I had some success

working together last time.

But you know
I've 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 of 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 wanna 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,

he shall not enter therein.

And Jesus took them up in his arms

and put his hands on them
and blessed them.

O God, whose beloved son
did take the little children

into his arms and bless 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 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 master-chief collar insignia
in her hand.

That's right.

"Violating D.C. Code 224108,
first degree child abuse,

224110, enticing a child."

I wanna speak
to this William Randall Hawkins, Bud.

- Can you...?
- I'll take care of it, sir.

Thank you.

Sir, where's Commander Coulter?

Supervising toxicology tests
at Bethesda.

Is this the screen for opiates?

Came up negative.

And blood-ethanol. It's also negative.

Commander, you know what?

This one, I really think
you should take a look at.

Take a peek.

Could you hand me the printout?

Dear God.

Excuse me, sir. Major MacKenzie
needs the Alvarez file.

And Bud needs the depositions
for the San Diego forum.

- Lieutenant Commander Rabb.
- Rabb, Detective Lang.

Detective,
thanks for calling me back.

Listen,
could you hang on one second?

- Sure.
- 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.

- I'll send him as soon as he's finished.
- Lieutenant, yes.

I'll get those.

How can you look
at pictures like this?

- It 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
Alvarez. Now you have Bud involved.

- Don't.
- Mr. Roberts.

Hey.

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.

We've travelled 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, isn't it?

Because you believe there's something
deeper happening here.

I'm a lawyer, Mac. I believe in facts.

Talk to me.

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
was 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.

And I didn't, of course.
At least, not in the usual places.

No name, no family.

Nobody's child.

How did you find this guy anyway,
Bud?

I checked with the DMV to get
his brother's licence 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 them out.

Nice job. I know you've moved past
this kind of work, Bud, so thank you.

I think I'm gonna 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.

Well, I don't know
if that gives you probable cause.

You know what I say? To hell with it.

William Randolph Hawkins?

- I didn't do anything.
- Nobody said you did.

- Then give me my keys back.
- What's going on, Willie?

Who are you?

Well, I'm a guy that knows exactly
what you were thinking.

- Are you some kind of cop?
- Yeah, Willie, I'm the thought police.

Are you still molesting little girls,
Willie?

Come here. No, no, no.

I didn't do anything.

What were you doing in that car,
Willie?

Nothing.
You can't go around bothering people.

- I'm gonna call the cops.
- Go right ahead.

We'll tell them you've been
hanging around schoolyards.

Well, you made me violate my parole.
You chased me here.

You ran away from me, Willie.

- 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 wanna talk, Willie.

About what?

Well,
I wanna know everything you know

about the murder of a 5-year-old girl.

And believe me,
it's in your best interest to talk to me.

I wanna 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 Lang
down at 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 Lorden.

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.

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 4th, 1993,

you abducted Mary Bunche
from a schoolyard.

- Mary came to me willingly.
- You sodomised her.

There's some dispute about that.

I only plead to the charges
to keep out of Lorden for 15 years.

As proof,
I've been good since I've been out.

Well, 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?

You hang around schoolyards,
you follow children.

I did 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 10 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.

Do you want me in there with you?

Why,
are 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, Willie.

Give us something to work with.
Have you seen her?

- I'm conflicted, commander.
- Yeah?

You see this?

Somebody wrapped a belt
around this little girl's neck

and pulled 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:

"As I Watch Over My Sheep."
Is that what you do?

I love children.

Well,
your rap sheet indicates that, Willie.

- 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 neighbourhood,

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 behaviour.

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
and tell them I've been watching a child

and something's about to happen?

What do you think
happens to me then?

Make an anonymous call, Willie.

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'm sorry, did you say something
about resigning your commission?

Because I don't recall anything
that would call for your resignation.

But--

Besides that, what in the hell
are you apologising for?

Because you saw something
that no one should ever have to see?

That it hit a little too close to home?

Because of that,
you had a temporary lapse of 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 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

are very well-suited
for one another, sir.

- Anything else bothering you?
- No, sir.

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.

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.

When was the last time
you saw this little girl, ma'am?

I can't really say I've ever seen her,
for sure.

Are 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-l-N, Springs.

Master chief.

Well, I'll look into
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?

The 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 does Marjorie live, ma'am?
- Upstairs in 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 6'2".

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.

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?

The mother? Wanda Lewis.

She passed away three years ago,
age 22.

Cause of death?

- Bad living, bad company.
- Overdose?

Crack. Oh, hi, Mrs. Dandy.

Look, could you wait for me
over there for a bit?

I'll be with you as soon as I can,
thanks.

- Hiya, kids.
- Come on.

Wanda, yeah, Wanda was assigned
to this office when she was 15.

- She was unmarried, 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 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 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.

Are 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.

Of 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?

No, I didn't wanna spoil her day.

But you had no problem
ruining my day.

Sorry.

Annie Lewis.

She speaks to you.

Not in words, but...

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 ready to take some samples.

Looks like there's some hair fibres
mixed in with the dried blood.

And maybe some bits of skin.

Annie?

Please don't hurt me.

Honey, I'm not gonna hurt you.

I'm here to help you.

Is Charlie with you?

No, sweetie,
Charlie's far, far away from here.

- Who's she?
- She's a friend.

You'd like her.

What are you gonna do with me?

We're gonna take you
someplace safe and warm.

Do you have a sister?

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 live with us.

Is he the one who hurt you
and locked you in the closet?

He told me and Annie
that unless we was good,

he was gonna 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.
- Oh, don't cry, Dar-Lin.

Why don't you come out of there,
sweetheart?

Are you cold?

Here.

I'll bet you're cold.

Here.

Now, you don't need
to be afraid anymore.

I'm gonna make sure
that you're safe, okay?

I promise.

Hey, Annie.

I found Dar-Lin. She's safe.

Now I'm gonna find Charlie.

I don't care how long it takes,
I don't care what I have to do.

I'm gonna find him

and make sure that he never hurts
anybody ever again.