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Tell me he's asleep.

Dr. Byers saw to that.

Gave him Percocet
before she left.

If I were her, and he called me
in at 2:00 in the morning,

I would have killed him.

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( phone ringing )

Yeah. It's Gibbs.

No, you did not
wake me up, DiNozzo.

Mm-hmm.

Okay, I'll meet you there.

Hey,

can you drop me
by Bethesda?

Ho. You got here quick.

Where were you?

Home asleep.

Asleep, maybe,
but not at home.

I got you on your cell.

Drop it, DiNozzo.

Do not make this
a challenge, Kate.

I will find out.

Uh-oh.

See ya.

Looks like you and I
were the only ones

flying solo
last night, McGee.

Speak for yourself.

Oh...

'Morning, Boss.

Where?

First floor.
A-wing.

TONY:
Some kind of explosion.
Guy went up in flames.

Name?

Commander Michael Dornan,

Safety Officer
on the Kennedy.

It just got back
from the Gulf.

Yeah, Friday.
Been complaining of chest pain.

Had open heart surgery
four days ago.

Doctor who led the team
that operated on him

is on the way in.

I'll talk to him.

Uh, that would be
a her, boss.

Commander Janice Byers.

Hup close, McGee.

Come on!

Whoa,

that had to hurt.

Oh...

What the hell happened
here, Duck?

The source

of the conflagration

appears to be internal.

The majority of the damage

is confined
to the torso.

KATE:
He was receiving oxygen

through a nasal canula.

Still, it would
have needed

a source of ignition

and I seriously doubt it
could've caused

this kind of damage.

Could he have been smoking
in bed?

TONY:
Corpsman saw him

ten seconds before
the explosion.

Dornan was out cold.

Hey, boss...

Listen, I know
this may sound

far-fetched, but...

Will you spit it out, McGee?

Spontaneous
human combustion.

Where's the surgeon?

She's in the waiting room.

Just got here.

Probie,

what are you
thinking?

Spontaneous
human combustion?!

It's an urban myth.

DUCKY:
Actually, Tony,
we shouldn't

disregard the notion.

Stories of the phenomenon
go way back--

to the Bible, in fact.

Although it wasn't
popularized

until Dickens.

Charles Dickens?
Yes.

He used spontaneous
combustion

to kill off one
of his characters, Mr. Krook,

in the novel Bleak House.

It caused a minor uproar.

Dickens was accused

of perpetuating

the age-old superstition.

I saw that movie.

DUCKY:
The silent version

or the British mini-series?

They were talking.

( scoffs )

Commander Dornan was
complaining of pain.

He insisted
the night staff
call me in.

"Insisted"?

The commander liked to throw
his weight around,

especially with
the junior nurses
and the corpsmen.

Normal post-op pain?

To appease him, I did
an echocardiogram

and he was fine.

I gave him a Percocet
for the pain

so he could fall sleep.

DUCKY:
Oh, Jethro,

I'll be... uh...

You headed back?
Yeah.

Commander Byers,

this is Dr. Mallard,

our M.E.

Dr. Byers is the surgeon
that operated on the victim.

DUCKY:
Oh!

Dr. Mallard's

a man of few words.

I don't have any
more questions

for you right now,
Doctor.

Thank you
for your time.

Sure.

What exactly
was the procedure?

Aortic valve repair.

Congenital aortic
stenosis?

Acquired.

Ah...
and the prognosis?

Everything went well.

I was expecting Commander Dornan
to be back on active duty

in two months.

Ah... thank you.

Uh, I may have to ask
you a question or two

after the autopsy.

I'll give you my numbers.

Too bad you didn't get to bed
at a sensible hour.

I mean, to sleep,

cause obviously,
you were in bed.

I get it, Tony.

McGee...
Yeah, boss?

Stay here.

Meet with the engineers
and the plant manager.

I want this oxygen system
completely checked out.

Okay.

Everything in this room
goes back to Abby.

Everything?

Right.
Hey!

Background the victim.

This is the beginning
of a very long day.

Yeah. Too bad you had
such a short night.

I must say, I was very intrigued

by your doctor.

I'm not quite sure why.

Did you find her that way, too?

Looks like he burned
from the inside out.

It does, doesn't it,
Mr. Palmer?

Oh, that's

the remains of his stomach.

Make sure they get
to Abigail for
content analysis.

Uh, Doctor?

Yes?

Does it help you
to talk to them?

They're still human.

What we do is very invasive

and impersonal.

It helps me establish
a relationship.

ABBY:
Hey, Gibbs.

I hear you're not
a fan of SHC.

That a band?

( laughing ):
No.

Spontaneous
human combustion.

Don't waste
my time, Abbs.

If you read my Master's thesis,

you may become a believer.

Doubt it.

I can show you photos

of what was left
of a 240-pound woman.

Yeah, but you won't.

She was sitting
in a chair.

All that was left
were blackened seat springs,

a section of backbone,

one foot-- still in
a satin slipper--

and ten pounds of ashes.

The rest of her apartment
was untouched.

Abby, you know what?

Just tell me
what caused the explosion.

Ooh! A bribe!

That always works.

So I checked out

all the electrical equipment
from the hospital,

trying to find
the source of ignition.

Nothing; everything's
in perfect working order,

including this monitor,

which recorded
the victim's vitals

up until the point
of blastoff.

Uh-huh...

Somebody went
a little postal

with the fire
extinguisher.

It complicates
finding trace evidence.

The commander was
being barbecued.

I doubt they were concerned
with forensics.

True.

You don't know what caused
the explosion?

Other than SHC?

All right,
get with Ducky.

Maybe together
you can solve it.

Roger that.

When he's finished slicing
and dicing, we'll go bang heads.

Don't cause any sparks.

No, that's more
than enough for now.

Thanks for your
time, Doctor.

I was thinking
of becoming a doctor.

KATE:
You. A doctor.

Anthony DiNozzo,
comma...

M.D.

( laughs )

Let me guess: a gynecologist.

Ooh, no, I was thinking
more dermatologist.

Normal hours. Big bucks.

Never an emergency.

I mean,
nobody ever died from a zit.

I had a terrible case of acne
as a kid.

Of course you did, Probie.

Boss, plant engineer says oxygen
is supplied to the rooms

through a central system.

They did
a complete check

and everything was in order.

Day shift
concurred with night shift:

The commander was a pain
in the ass.

( cell phone ringing )

Divorced,

ten years ago,
no kids.

Wife's happily remarried,
living in Santa Fe...

Um...

Parents are retired.

One sister,

and they're being notified
by CACO. DiNozzo...

Harrison...?

Hi.

It's Harrison.

KATE:
Um...

I'm glad you called.

DUCKY:
I never cease
to be amazed

by your skill,
Abby

You know, when I was
a young M.E.,

we used to recreate
crime scenes using interns.

You also used to listen
to "records"

and do the jitterbug.

Actually, I was quite
the hoofer.

( humming )

Let's see it, Abbs.

Based on the condition
of the body,

the burn patterns
and debris scatter,

we were able to recreate
the explosion.

Doesn't tell us much.

Watch when I rotate it 180
and play it in slo-mo.

That's the point
of ignition.

What caused
the explosion?

Well, this was taken

from that area
of the mattress.

DUCKY:
I also provided Abby
with epidermal scrapings

from the victim's

upper left torso.

And the spectrometer found
minute traces

of antimony sulfide

and potassium chlorate on both.

Matches.

Light my fire, McGee.

Someone struck a match
and ignited the oxygen.

Well, according to the corpsman,
the commander was asleep.

This was no accident,
Gibbs.

Barbeque Boy... he was murdered.

GIBBS:
Get back to Bethesda.
Review their security tapes.

Find out how someone got
into that hospital room

and then managed to get
out without being seen.

On it, boss.

Start a timeline.

24 hours before
the explosion.

I want to know every doctor,
nurse,

orderly, visitor that went
into that hospital room.

Okay.

You two are
going to Norfolk.

Dornan spent the last nine
months on the Kennedy.

I'll get the car.

What are you so jazzed about?

He knows that
the first person

you'll be talking to

is the NCIS Agent Afloat.

Special Agent Paula Cassidy.

( chuckles )

You're kidding.

She was reassigned there.

What am I missing?

Paula Cassidy is a rather

attractive agent that
DiNozzo drooled all
over last year

when we were at Gitmo.

Enough talk, Agent Todd.

Let's go.

Okay, Zero-two-32-eight-Q
would be this way.

Last time we were
on a carrier,

you were the one
who got lost. Not me.

I wasn't lost.

I was momentarily disoriented.

Like you were
with Paula in Gitmo?

I'm not the type to
kiss-and-tell, Kate.

It's not like you
to be discreet, Tony.

She's something special,
isn't she?

Is he something special?
Who?

Mr. Short Night Harrison.

Six is two down this way.

No. It's this way.

Trust me. I'm right.

We have to check in
with the XO.

Why don't you
take care of that?

Why don't you?

Because I outrank you.

That'll be six up
and three to the left.

She is something special.

( clears throat )

CASSIDY:
Enter.

I was expecting Gibbs.

( wry laugh )

Disappointed?

Hi. You've been back a week.
Youdidn't call.

Oh... I've been gone months.

I didn't get any e-mails.

Well, I figured you'd be
too busy to reply.

You were at sea
with 5,000 men.

I had trouble choosing.

Guess I'm a hard act to follow.

Actually, I was afraid
of making the same mistake.

( chuckles )

Ooh, wow. Full contact. There.

Nice. Let's start over.

I'll go back outside
and do this again.

It won't change anything.

Commander Dornan

really blew up?

Literally.

There was no accident?

Doesn't look that way.

Was he having trouble with
anyone aboard the ship?

Safety officers
are generally disliked.

They have the authority
to stick their nose

in anyone's department;
no one can say a word.

That sounds like Gibbs.

So Commander Dornan
made enemies.

Made an art of it.

Definitely sounds
like Gibbs.

So I've just been
pulling files

of all the people
he put re...

...put on report.

Could be the record
for a cruise.

( sighs )

How the hell did pure oxygen
accumulate in the chest cavity?

I do not know, Jethro.

I mean, lungs,
I can understand.

The commander was receiving
oxygen through a nasal canula.

But the fire originated outside
the lungs in the cavity.

Dr. Byers!

You're early.

BYERS:
No traffic.

Copies of Commander Dornan's
medical records.

Ah! Thank you.

We were finished,
weren't we, Jethro?

We were, Ducky.

Ducky?

Yes. It's something I was tagged
with in school in my youth.

I used to resent it.
Now I quite like it.

So do I.

Well, have you finish
the autopsy?

Yes. Oh, oh, yes, there was

one question
I wanted to ask you.

Why did you choose
to perform a valve repair

as opposed to valve replacement?

It was a close call, but
Commander Dornan was insistent.

If we replaced the valve,

he wouldn't be able to
go back on active duty.

Ah, yeah. True.

But the team felt that the valve

was repairable, and it was.

( sighs )

Ironic, though, isn't it?

We saved his life only to have
him die in a freak accident.

I'm afraid it wasn't
an accident.

McGEE:
I reviewed the hospital's

surveillance tapes
with security.

Between the end
of visiting hours

and the fire, all but five
people can be identified

as hospital personnel.

I downloaded them
onto my laptop.

You eliminating the
hospital personnel, McGee?

No, boss.
No. Definitely not.

I'm gonna check
them all out.
In the meantime,

I'm going to run
the five images

through the face-recognition
system.

Just give me one second

and I will have them up
on the plasma.

Agent Cassidy.

Special Agent Gibbs.

Agent Cassidy pulled files
on everyone

Commander Dornan put on report.

Not a people-friendly guy.

GIBBS:
Yeah, we'll have to get into
all that. You ready?

Yeah. My first pass

at facial
recognition will be

against a database
of military personnel

and government employees.

I can save you the trouble.

That's Ensign Evan Hayes.

He's in the Engineering
Department on the Kennedy.

Commander Dornan rode his ass.

More than the other
young officers?
Yeah.

He did not like him,

and I'm not sure why,

but it got so bad that Ensign
Hayes verbally threatened him.

DiNozzo, give me the
Report of Investigation.

There isn't one.

Commander Dornan asked
that I not write one up.

That he would handle
it himself.

NCIS special agents
do not look the other way

because they're asked
to, Agent Cassidy.

That wasn't what happened.

Yeah? What happened then?

I felt sorry for the kid.

He didn't deserve the abuse.

Some people can handle it
and he couldn't.

And I didn't
think it should

show up on his record.

Get Ensign Hayes in here,

Agent Cassidy.

DiNozzo, you go with
her to make sure.

Is that Dornan's surgeon
with Ducky?

GIBBS:
Ducky's older, Kate.

He's not dead.

CHIEF:
Ensign Hayes went U-A,

Agent Cassidy.

Isn't most of the
ship on leave?

Not Ensign Hayes.

Commander Dornan put
him on Rivet Watch.

He was restricted to the ship.

Two days ago, he walked off.

This is his quarters.

We've put out calls.
Can't find him.

Thank you,
Chief Velat.

We're going to take
a little look around.

Scuttlebutt's Commander Dornan
was murdered...

...and Ensign Hayes did it.

You've been in the Navy
long enough to know

not to listen to scuttlebutt.

Yes, ma'am.

But I wouldn't blame him.

Dornan rode him
from the minute he came aboard.

Why do I get the feeling
you know why, Chief?

Captain Dornan and I both served

under Ensign Hayes' father,
Captain Hayes.

Dornan was a lieutenant then,
who needed to be

put in his place,

and, boy, did the old man do it.

This cruise was payback time.

TONY:
I got to go topside and
make a phone call. Thank you.

ABBY:
The EKG and the IVAC
recycle at timed intervals.

I was able to salvage
the last seven minutes

of Dornan's vitals.

I thought you
could use them.

Thank you.

Are you making a statement
with this tie, Ducky?

Oh, too much, you think?

Oh, no, no, no.

You can pull it off.

So, what's the big event?

Dinner date?

Oh, too... ordinary.

What then?

I thought I'd show her something
that reveals who I am.

If she gets turned on, too,
we haven't wasted our time.

You're the man, Ducky.

Mm.

Why can't I find
someone like you?

Well, if this doesn't
work out, I am available.

( chuckles )

I'll be right back.

Evan!

What're you still
doing here?

You promised me you'd
go back to your ship.

I can't, Coach.

Now, come on-- a two-day
absence can't be that serious.

It's more than that.

What?

Did you call
your father?

No.

He could help you.

Commander Dornan put me
through hell because of him.

You can't blame everything
on your father.

You've got to take
responsibility for
yourself.

You're throwing away
your career.

I... I never wanted to be
in the Navy.

But you are.

Promise me you'll go back
to your ship, all right?

Set things straight.

BOY:
Hey, Coach!

We're ready.

All right, all right.

I'll be right there.

Hey, you're going back.

Hey, Coach.

Thanks.

Keep me posted, huh?

Ensign Hayes was recorded

on the hospital security tape

at 0203.

The explosion that killed
Commander Dornan

wasn't until 0317.

Where was he in
between those times?

Find him and you can ask him.

Any hits on his cell phone
or credit cards?

Nothing.

Kate.

Dornan punished Hayes
with port watch.

He was one of the few
left on board.

Most of the others
have scattered.

They were away for nine months.

The few I could track down
haven't heard from him.

Ensign Hayes was
your typical Navy brat.

His family moved around a lot
when he was young.

Went to high school
in Alexandria

when his father was
assigned to the Pentagon.

Talk to the parents?
The mother.

When Captain Hayes retired,
they moved to Scottsdale.

She seemed a little concerned

because she hasn't
heard from her son

since the Kennedy made port.

E-mail his photo
to the locals.

It's done, boss.

DC, Virginia,
Delaware and Maryland.

You need anything from
your sleeping quarters?

What you're thinking...
that's against regs.

Great. You can handcuff me.

( scoffs )

It's not going
to happen, DiNozzo.

Why not?

We're both game players.

Too much alike, huh?

We would drive
each other crazy.

Crazy's good.

Yeah.

Hey. What you working on?

Stomach contents.

Gastric juices

and glandular secretions.

This is whacked.

What... is whacked?

Something's is missing

that should be here.

I going to have to lock you up
for the night, Commander.

( deep voice ):
No! Don't put me
back in the dark!

Abby, you made me almost...

Made you almost what?

( growling ):
Jimmy...

You know what!

Where's Ducky?

He left early.

Can you get him
on his cell?

Something wrong?

( ringing )

I guess he doesn't
want to be disturbed.

When you asked me out,

I didn't expect
to be touring

the basement
of the Smithsonian.

This is where
they prepare the exhibits.

Can't you just feel
the history, Janice?

Where do we start?

This is
my favorite.

These were used
by army surgeons

Joseph Woodward
and Edward Curtis

at the postmortem

of Abraham Lincoln,
performed

in a guest bedroom
at the White House.

The Lincoln Bedroom, hence
the popular misconception.

Lincoln never slept there.

How do you have
access to this?

Oh, I consulted

on Lincoln's autopsy.

( chuckles )

That is the ball

fired by Booth
that killed Lincoln.

These bits of bone

are skull fragments.

( sighs )

You're are an
unusual man, Ducky.

Would you care
for a bite to eat?

We just got here.

( soft gasp )

Oh...

Wow.

How does a woman like you
end up in the Navy?

My father's a retired
Chief Petty Officer.

You ever contemplate
private practice?

Actually, my obligation
to the Navy is up.

I'm leaving next month
to accept an offer

from Columbia Pres.

New York.

( chuckles )

Now that is exciting.

( cork pops )

( Ducky chuckles )

( phone rings )

Thanks.

NCIS, Special Agent
McGee speaking...

Thanks.

What?

Why are you being so
tough on Agent Cassidy?

I haven't done
anything to her yet.

You made her spend the day,
alone, with DiNozzo.

She survived. They're
on their way back.

Wait, boss,
one second.

Okay. Got it.
Thank you, ma'am.

Ensign Hayes just made a
charge on his credit card.

A hotel on Braddock
Road, Alexandria.

Contact DiNozzo
and Cassidy.

Have them meet us there.

You man the phones.

Kate, come on. Let's go.

Gibbs, NCIS.

May I see that, please?

Okay. What can I do
for you, Agent Gibbs?

You just checked in an
Evan Hayes. What room's he in?

It would be illegal
to release that information.

We're investigating
a crime

and we need
to speak with him.

Then I suggest
you get a warrant.

Hayes is in
the United States Navy.

As you just saw,
I'm a Special Agent

with the Naval Criminal
Investigative Service.

I don't need a civilian warrant.

You are absolutely
correct there, sir.

You need the military
equivalent, a DD-553.

You a law student?

Second year
at Georgetown.

Gonna give you a lesson
tonight in practical law.

I'm going to ask for
Hayes's room key, politely,

and you're going
to hand it over.

Key? Hotels haven't
used keys in years.

If he has to wake up a judge,
nobody is going to be happy.

Okay. But announce
yourself first.

That's in compliance

with the recent
Supreme Court decision.

All right, Tony,
you're with me.

Kate, seal off
the hallway.

Paul, you got
the service elevator.

We announce,

and then we go in.

Okay.

( rock music playing )

NCIS! Get your hands up!
Get your hands in the air.

Up, up, up!

Get 'em up!

Party's over.

Get up!

Where's Ensign Hayes?

Put your hands down.

One of you checked in

as Evan Hayes.

DiNozzo, search them
and find the credit card.

Let's see some I.D.

Just give it to him,
Jonathon!

Thank you, Jonathon.

Where'd you get this?

A guy gave it to me.

Gonna have to do better
than that, Jonathon.

Look, I swear
it's the truth.

Okay, we were hanging out
after swim practice

and this strange guy
just walked in.

Really spaced.

He... he just handed me
the card and said

that we should have
a good time with it.

That he didn't
need it anymore.

It's true, mister. He was
trying to get rid of us.

He said he wanted
to use the pool.

And you didn't think
that was a little weird?

Well, yeah, but, I mean,
he said could party

with his credit card.

Where's the pool?

Alexandria Central High.

Agent Cassidy!

You and DiNozzo baby-sit
these people

until their
parents get here.

And collect their car keys.

Aw... Come on, man.

Nobody likes
a whiner, Jonathon.

Nice shirt.

See? I knew we'd end up

in a hotel room tonight.

Special Agent Gibbs, NCIS.

Get down on your stomach.

Spread your arms
and legs. Quickly.

I'm done taking orders.

Do it now, Ensign Hayes!

No, son. You don't
want to do that.

Then put the weapon down.

Can't.

I've got to cover my partner.

Isn't that right, Kate?

KATE:
Right.

A woman?

I would never hurt a woman.

Okay.

I'm holstering
my weapon, okay?

All right,

your turn.

I've been trying to pull
this trigger all night...

but I can't...

'cause I'm a coward.

You're not a coward.

You just don't
want to die.

I can't spend the rest
of my life taking his orders.

Commander Dornan pushed
a lot of people's buttons.

Not just yours.

Commander Dornan...

he's... he's not
my problem anymore.

This is the only place
I ever felt safe.

It's the only place
I was ever happy.

All right.
Let's talk about it.

It's too late to talk.

Don't do it.

That's Evan.

He was troubled...

...but I had no idea
he was suicidal.

He was suspected of murder.

Murder?

Evan? No way.

We think he killed
a superior officer

at the Bethesda Naval Hospital

Tuesday.

Tuesday?

When?

A little after 0300.

3:00 a.m.?

That's impossible.
He was with me.

He called.
He woke me and my wife up.

He wasn't making any sense.

I told him
I'd come get him.

I picked him up in front
of the hospital around 2:00.

You must have
the wrong time.

No, I'm certain.

Well, it's not possible
because...

Agent Todd,

I'll meet you up
in the squad room.

No, Gibbs,
that would mean...

How long were you with him?

We sat up talking all night.

About what?

Mostly his father.

They had a lot
of problems.

Ensign Hayes tell you why
he was at the hospital?

Said he wanted
to confront someone

who was giving him
a hard time,

but he lost his nerve.

Ensign Hayes has an alibi?

What's going to happen?

Nothing. You did
everything by the book.

I killed an innocent man, Gibbs.

It was suicide-by-cop, Kate.

Get over it.

We focused
on the wrong guy.

No one went in or out

of Commander Dornan's room
between the time

the corpsman checked up on him
and the explosion.

GIBBS:
What about
the corpsman?

I checked his record
against the commander's.

Their paths never crossed

until the commander came in
for surgery.

There were four others
on the security video

you couldn't identify.

Right. I've cleared
three of them.

One is still unknown.

And I'm on it.

Go back to the ship.

Go over your files again.

Agent Gibbs,

I need to explain...

There's nothing to
explain, Agent Cassidy.

You didn't file a report.

Now two naval officers
are dead.

Would it have mattered?
We'll never know.

DiNozzo, go down
to the lab.

Go over all
the physical evidence

from the hospital
room again.

Uh, what am I looking for?

I'll figure it out.

Good morning, Mr. Palmer.

Oh. Is that the Ensign
Agent Todd shot?

Yes, sir.

Oh, dear.

Oh, Abby wanted
you to see this

as soon as you got in.

Mm.

Mr. Palmer,

I want Commander Dornan's
remains back on the table.

Kate, how are you?

Well, I shot an innocent man,

That give you any ideas?

I'm sorry.
I need a service record.

( Tony humming )

( loud beeping )

Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa!

Stop playing
with my equipment.

Well, I haven't had
a woman say

that to me
in a long time.

Sorry.

You break anything,
you're dead meat.

What you working on?

Evidence analysis report,
DiNozzo.

Ooh.

I think you misspelled...

tetrafluoroethylene.

I'm a great speller.

Don't you have
somewhere else to be?

Gibbs told me to go through
physical evidence.

Oh, he expects you
to find something
that I didn't?

Just another set of eyes,
Abbs.

I really need
to finish this.

Sorry.

Dornan's personal effects?

Yeah.

Ooh.

He didn't only have
heart problems,

this guy was blind.

Did you find any trace
of cigarette ash?

In an oxygen fire?

I don't think so.

Wait.

I did find something

that might be
a cigarette filter...

( chuckling ):
Abby...

I think I know how
the oxygen was ignited.

Here's the service record
you asked for, Ducky.

Thanks.

Thanks, Kate.

Abby,

what do you got
for me?

Not me.
Cecil B. DiNozzo.

Stalag 17.

GI uses a cigarette
as a time fuse

to blow up a Nazi train.

Come on, guys.

Don't try this at home, McGee.

It's for grownups.

( coughs )

DiNozzo...

( coughs )

How do people do this?

Okay, cigarette becomes
a time fuse.

Check this.

Huh?

In real time,

it takes about 12 minutes
for it to reach the matches.

ABBY:
Cool, huh?

The killer placed it next
to Dornan's side,

under the tented sheet,

next to the open oxygen line.

Then he left the room.

Who was there 12 minutes
before the fire?

Dr. Byers.

She was the one
who murdered him?

DUCKY:
He wasn't murdered.

Commander Dornan died
as a result of his surgery.

Only Dr. Byers made it look
as if he was murdered.

Who was she trying
to frame?

No one.
She was covering her mistake.

In 1995, she was the subject
of a malpractice investigation

on a heart valve repair,

almost identical
to the one

she performed on the commander.

So how do you know
that he was dead

before the fire started?

I compared
Dornan's previous EKG's

to the last IVAC recording.

That heartbeat wasn't his.

She still could have
murdered him.

Well, not intentionally.

Duck...

You trust my gut on this one.

Everything is fine.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Ducky, what a pleasant surprise.

Special Agent Gibbs.

DUCKY:
Janice, there was no Percocet
in Commander Dornan's stomach.

I'm glad it's over.

BYERS:
Dornan was in pain
and demanding to see me.

I rushed to the hospital,
did an echocardiogram,

and realized not replacing
the valve was a mistake.

It was failing.

Why didn't you operate
immediately?

When I told him,
he became hysterical.

He went into cardiac arrest.

I tried to resuscitate him...

but couldn't.

A second failed
valve repair

would end my career
and the job at Columbia Pres.

I panicked.

I tried to cover up.

( sighs )

( steady tone on EKG )

I placed the EKG sensors

on my own chest.

I turned off the audible alarm,
cleared the record data

and reset the time/date stamp
ahead 15 minutes,

disconnected the oxygen tube
from his nasal canula

and inserted it
into his incision

so the oxygen could accumulate
in his chest cavity.

Then using one of his own
cigarettes and a matchbook....

I placed it on the bed.

On my way out,

I stopped by the nurses' station
and told them

that I had sedated him
and he was resting

and to check on him
in a half hour.

Janice...

...you didn't kill him.

But I did...

by not replacing the valve
in the first place.

( phone rings )

This is Paula.
Leave a message.

Hey, it's me.

Come on, just cause
you're pissed at Gibbs

is no reason not
to return my calls, right?

So dial the number,
'cause you've got it. Okay.

Sometimes,
you've just got

to know when
to let go, Tony.

You don't really expect me

to take advice about women
from you, do you?

I could stay here
and argue the point,

but I have a date.

So now what?

I don't know.

You can't let any woman

affect you like this, Duck.

Especially one
you didn't know that well.

My concerns are
more immediate.

I have two tickets
for the opera tonight.

She was going
to accompany me.

Jethro?

No.

I wonder if Kate
would be interested.

Do you know where she is?

No.

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