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[panting]

[horse nickering]

[haunting echoing sounds]

[panting]

[grunting]

[grunting, whimpering]

[horse neighs]

[exclaims]

[grunting]

[both grunting]

[theme song playing]

[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.

PhD. 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 over TV]
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 J. 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
.

[radio chatter]

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.

Twenty-four 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.

[sighs] 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.

[horse neighs]

-Let's go.
-Where?

Her apartment.

[knocking on door]

Commander Aikin?

Commander Aikin, are you there?
It's Colonel MacKenzie.

[sighs]

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...

[chatter from TV]

You going to let me in
on where we're going, Colonel?

Jogging.

[plane engine roaring]

[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...

[sighs] The-The dream I had...

Yes?

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

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.

[screams]

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.

[phone ringing]

Huh?

[panting]

[sighs]

This is getting us nowhere,
Colonel.

[ghostly moaning]

Now what?

She tried to get to the road.

The hill was too steep.

[screaming]

[panting and yelping]

[police radio chatter]

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.

Fifty 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]

[man] Bam! Yeah, baby!

[laughs] 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...

[chattering and cheering]

[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.

[chattering] [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.

Ninety-first 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?

Hm... None that I know of.

As a matter of fact,

she just got back
from a routine inspection.

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.

[horse whinnying]

[hooves clopping]

[horse whinnying]

[Turner] Colonel?

Uh...

Uh, we're done here.

Um, thank you, sir.

[indistinct chatter]

[radio chatter]

-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,

and 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?

Eighteen 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.

Well, 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]

[sighs] Turner.

Yes, Lieutenant.

Are you sure?

Well, 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.

[sighs]

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.

Twenty-six 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?

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]

[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. [chuckles]

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?

[muffled]
Because I'm in love with him.

Did I say that?

[sighs]

[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 the 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.

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.

[chattering]

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.

[Rabb] 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.

[Turner]
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]

[dial tone]

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.

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]

[yells]

[men yelling]

On your feet!
On your feet! Move it!

[anchor]
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...

[sighs]

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.

[chuckles] 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.

[theme song playing]