JAG s08e21 Episode Script
Meltdown (2)
- What have you got for us, Ducky? - One deceased, pregnant Navy lieutenant.
What happened to her face? I really don't know.
Hey, she's a JAG.
The Armed Forces DNA Registry has identified the body as Lieutenant Singer's.
Special Agents Gibbs and Blackadder of NCIS, they'll be investigating her death.
Fine.
That's Amad Bin-Atwa who executed the attack on the Cole.
My brother died on the Cole.
- I know.
- Get me in on this.
You get your head around this murder case or you pull your tailored suit out of mothballs and you march your butt right back to the J.
Edgar Hoover building.
We're gonna need the fetus DNA, Duck.
- You think Daddy's the killer? - She was single.
My guess, she was hit on the head with a blunt metal object and dumped above the falls.
I brought you a little present.
- Is this blood from our vic? - Hope so.
- How long before we get a DNA? - See what ABO typing says first.
Did you know that Commander Rabb asked Commander Manetti to ferret out who Lieutenant Singer was seeing prior to her deployment? What? Why didn't we question him? We start questioning Rabb and we don't have all the pieces to the puzzle, he'll pull an OJ on us and he won't need a slick defense lawyer to do it.
El-jihad is poised to launch another gray hull attack.
I need you to break Bin-Atwa.
When do I leave? Soon as you wrap up the JAG murder.
Lieutenant Singer was murdered three weeks ago, Sergei.
You think I did it? What's the thirteen digit number? That's a Moscow cell phone number.
that Moscow cell is registered to a Sergei Zhukov.
I'm running an immigration check.
Zhukov's green card sponsor was Commander Harmon Rabb.
They're half-brothers.
You recognize that? Should I? It's your brother's cell phone number in Moscow.
Sergei did not kill Lieutenant Singer.
- Was he the father? - She said he wasn't.
He believed her? Why would he give Singer his Moscow number? I did that.
I wrote it on a napkin at Benzinger's bar.
You are suspected of having committed the act of murder.
You think I killed Lieutenant Singer? Any statement you do make could be used against you in a court of martial law.
- How long you been doing this? - Nineteen years.
Can you tell if someone's guilty, by looking in their eyes? - I can.
- Yeah, well look in mine.
Ask me.
Ask me! Would you kill for your brother? JAG Saison 8 Episode 21 "Meltdown" - The Beginning of NCIS (2/2) - Commander? Lieutenant Commander Faith Coleman.
I'm your, legal team, sir.
Caught a red eye from San Diego, had your files faxed so I could study them on the plane.
I have two short lists of queries primary and secondary.
Which set of questions might you want to cover first? Mine.
Why are you here? I was detailed by Com Naval District Washington.
Well, last time I checked, I retained the right to request my own military counsel.
Is this a job interview, Commander? Let's call it a short list of queries.
Why don't I just run through a summary of the legal arguments? I'm a lawyer, Commander, I'm aware of the arguments.
The only unknown is sitting across from me.
Fine, sir.
What is it you want to know? Well, let's start with how many murder cases you've defended.
I've had nine homicides go to verdict.
- How many wins? - Nine, sir.
Tells me you can count.
It doesn't, however, tell me if they were slam-dunks, or if when the going gets tough, you cop a plea.
What is it you really want to know, Commander Did I get into my first choice of college? No, I didn't.
Was I on the Dean's list? Yes, I was.
Did I go to law school with dreams of saving the world? No comment.
I'm a damn good lawyer.
You could do worse, sir.
I see you're not convinced, Commander.
Stop.
I don't think I could bear watching you re-arrange that.
I just hope your legal arguments are as squared away as your briefcase.
You sharpening your courtroom skills, Major? Special Agent Gibbs, NCIS Major McBurney.
I know.
Want me to set one up for you? I'm here to discuss the Rabb case.
How long you figure this trial's going to last? Why, you got someplace to go? Where? Need to know, Major.
You don't.
Cease fire, cease fire.
Clear and lock all weapons.
Check your targets.
How long this goes depends on well we do on the stand.
I assume your people are prepped.
How about you, Counselor? Looks like a slam-dunk.
You disagree? Rabb's a smart lawyer.
If he's the killer, he made some dumb-ass mistakes.
Only nailed him because he was protecting his brother.
Do me a favor.
Don't show that kind of doubt in court.
This trial could last a lot longer than you and I want.
You're the one that needs to get out of town, not me.
You always aim for the head? Cuts down on appeals.
I assume both of you are aware of the sensitivity of your assignment.
Understood, sir.
Admiral, since several of your key staff are witnesses for the prosecution, it would be necessary for everyone at JAG to keep an arm's length.
Including me.
Yes, sir.
You most of all.
Respectfully, sir.
Neither of us wants to see our cases compromised.
I have no intentions of interfering with your case.
I've every confidence of that, sir.
But, on behalf of my client, - I needed to make my position clear.
- You certainly succeeded, didn't you? A little short on space.
Commander.
I'm going to put you in Minetti's office, and, Major, you'll be in Commander Rabb's.
Never had the office of the man I'm trying to send to Levenworth, sir.
Make do.
- Dismissed.
- Aye-yay, sir.
- Is that them? - It is.
I've been thinking about Commander Rabb's case, sir, - and I have a few ideas.
- Lieutenant.
Do nothing.
Sir, I was wondering if I could consult with Commander Turner to shape my testimony to the commander's advantage.
No! - Don't start.
- Sir? I know what you're thinking.
I know what you're all thinking.
We're not getting involved in this beyond the required participation in thecourtroom.
Rabb stuck his nose in.
Look what happened.
Clear? Petty Officer, you have a minute? Respectfully, sir.
I don't think I'm permitted to engage you.
This is not a proposal.
It's a request.
I need a pad, a marker, a stack of 5-by-8's some of that weird sticky spitball stuff you put posters up? Poster gums.
Sir.
- Sounds about right.
- I guess that's allowed, sir.
Thank you.
Things will go much easier, Amad, if you justconfirm a few facts.
Allah will give you all your answers.
Soon.
You may not know the target and the time, but you know Hasan Mohammed.
Talk to us! I'm cold I'm hungry As you can see, the boys up the river have taken over the interrogation.
They'll break him.
In a month Or two.
We know that Bin Atwa passed money to Mohammed sometime during the ten days that we lost him between Cairo and Nice.
If we find out where he was, maybe we can follow the money trail.
That's why I need you in that room.
NSA encrypts indicate that the money has been passed.
The attack can happen any time.
Wrap this JAG case up fast.
I need you out there.
Where is Hasan Mohammed.
I said, I don't know.
- You're going back to the FBI.
- What? You get whatever they have on Bin Atwa.
Right.
I also want transcripts of all previous El-jihad interrogations mentioning his name or Mohammed's.
- That'll take weeks! - You got two days.
If you can't get it done by then, don't bother coming back.
Thanks for bringing in dinner.
I figured you'd be tired of break chow, sir.
If you're going to be my counsel, forget about the 'sir'.
At least in here.
Yes, sir.
So, did you pack a file in one of these? In case we need to bust out of here? This is the only file I brought: government's disclosure, evidence, witnesses.
Do you have a defense? It's my turn to ask the questions, Commander.
What happened that night at Benzinger's bar? I met with Lieutenant Singer, we argued, she left, I followed her outside, we argued some more in her car.
And was that when you phoned your brother using your cell phone? Yeah, I wanted to be there when she told him itwasn't his baby.
I wanted to look into her eyes.
Because you didn't believe her.
I rarely believed anything Lieutenant Singer said.
I've read your interview with Gibbs.
Why didn't you tell him your story? I was protecting my brother.
Fine, but when they told you that the murder happened in January and not six weeks ago, you knew your brother couldn't be involved, so why not cooperate then? Because, by then, I looked guilty.
And I decided to trust Navy justice instead of Navy cops.
Look, there are enough holes in this case to raise reasonable doubt.
There's enough evidence to tie you to the murders.
And a string of witnesses.
Your colleagues will testify to angry words between you and Singer right up to the time of her death.
It could be worse, I guess.
- How? - I could not have an alibi.
You have an alibi? Nice lab you got here.
Interesting Martha Stewart on LSD touches around the place, too.
It's just a hobby.
This one's upside-down.
Duodenum's heading north.
That's how the body was found.
Wow.
Nice to meet a lawyer who actually knows his stuff.
I mean, forensically speaking.
- Lieutenant Singer's plane ticket? - Yeah.
You got the date nailed? Yeah.
About a hundred percent.
What about the cover they found? Well, I'm still doing a fiber analysis on it, but I found this ID tag in the visor.
I see a butterfly.
What do you see? More work to do.
The key to winning this case is tying Rabb to Singer the night she was killed.
That's why the stomach contents, the bar napkin all the forensics have got to be tight.
Well duh.
Definitely.
You got a suit? Buy one.
Something in color.
The hair's a different story.
I want you to wear it down, hide the tat.
Get yourself some glasses.
- I don't need glasses.
- I do.
This isn't about you.
Something wrong? Yeah, okay, you're going to think I'm a freak, but I get really nervous when I have to testify in front of all those military uniforms.
Some advice? Try an old standard.
Picture all those uniforms naked.
Including you? Ms.
Sciuto, you tested the sliver found in the head of the decedent? Yep.
Yes, I did.
The test indicated ferrous metal, which is the same material that was on the railing at the bridge at the overlook.
You also ran tests on blood found at the crime scene? Indeed.
The DNA showed an exact match between that and the blood of the vic.
- And then I ran a test - Please, wait for the question.
You also ran tests on a plane ticket discovered on the body? Certainly.
The lieutenant was on a flight scheduled for 6:00 A.
M.
on January 6.
What about the napkin found in the decedent's pocket? I ran a whole slew of sh stuff on that.
What did you find? There was a phone number on it and the handwriting matched Commander Rabb's.
And above that, there was a logo for a bar.
It was Benzinger's.
When you examined the victim's stomach contents, what did you find? A bar mix.
Based on digestion, she got whacked she went to Valhalla within two hours of ingesting it.
So, based on forensic evidence, we may deduce that the victim was at Benzinger's the night before her scheduled flight, with Commander Rabb, two hours before her death? - Objection.
- Withdrawn.
Nothing further.
Ms.
Sciuto, is this your report? I can hold it closer if you wish.
No, don't hold it Sorry, Your Honor.
Perhaps, you don't need the glasses.
Yes, sir.
Thanks.
- Nice body art.
- Thanks.
You should see my nevermind.
Ms.
Sciuto.
The decedent's body was in the river for months.
How can you be sure that your findings regarding the stomach contents are accurate? Couldn't the vic have been whacked way later than two hours sucking pretzels at Benzinger's? Way later? No way.
First off, ice rules as a preservative.
Second off, food doesn't stay in the stomach that long.
Carbs? That's like two hours.
Tops.
Third off, given technology, we can nail that window pretty tight.
I mean, she got popped and turned popsicle in two hours.
- You say, 'pretty tight'.
- Yeah.
Doesn't sound like beyond a reasonable doubt to me.
Everything the Bureau has on Bin Atwa, I did it in a day.
Education.
Training.
Known associates.
Past ops.
Doesn't tell me about the man.
The man is a terrorist.
What else is there to know? Personal information.
What's his favorite food.
- What kind of wine does he enjoy? - The guy's a Muslim.
He doesn't drink.
He drinks.
He eats.
He cheats.
That's how we caught him in Nice.
See ya.
Dr.
Mallard.
You performed the autopsy on Lieutenant Singer.
Can you tell us when she died? Uh, her body was discovered April 22, but the poor girl was trapped in winter ice and thawed with the spring.
I'd say she departed as some three and a half months previous.
That'd make it early January, right? That would be about right.
Was Lieutenant Singer pregnant? Twenty weeks.
Can you tell us the extent of the lieutenant's injuries, Doctor? She suffered severe blunt force post-trauma to the posterior of her skull.
Also numerous fractures as she floated downriver going over Great Falls.
The head injury was the cause of death? No.
The lieutenant drowned.
She was still alive when her body entered the water? Without question.
I discovered water residue inher lungs.
What else did you discover? On her left buttock, I found a tattoo of a stalking leopard majestic, brilliant.
I've only seen one other like it on a tango dancer in Buenos Aires who died of dehydration.
- I was on sabbatical, - I was asking about Lieutenant Singer? She wasn't in Buenos Aires.
Yes, I found a metallic sliver in the wound around the skull fracture consistent with her head hitting a railing on the walkway bridge over the falls before she went in the water.
So based on your findings, would you say it's plausible that someone caused the lieutenant's head injuries, then perhaps, in panic threw her still living body from the bridge into the river.
Objection.
This goes beyond speculation, Your Honor.
Now, we're telling bedtime horror stories.
- Sustained.
- Thank you, Doctor.
Nothing further.
Doctor, isn't it possible that the lieutenant's injuries were a result of an accidental fall? Well, the railing is very high.
It's quite unlikely.
Unless, the lieutenant's unconscious body levitated and dropped - over the side.
I've heard - Thank you, Doctor.
I thought the interrogation was over, Gibbs.
Or are you just here to gloat? Something's been bothering me, Commander, and it's not what's in here it's what's missing.
After you were informed of Lieutenant Singer's death, and the death of the fetus that you thought was your brother's, I'd assume you'd make a phone call to Russia.
But there's no record of that.
Not from your office or your cell.
Or from your home.
Well, that's what phone booths are for.
Went to a lot of effort to eliminate your brother as a suspect.
That's how you got your man.
I know.
Agent Gibbs.
Where exactly was the lieutenant's body discovered? On the banks of the Potomac River, Did you locate her vehicle? Yes, it was towed from the parking lot next to the falls.
Was the car dusted for prints? Only two sets of prints were removed from the car The decedent's and Commander Rabb's.
When did the commander claim to have last seen Lieutenant Singer? They met at Benzinger's bar the night before her scheduled flight.
According to his statement, he claimed to have spoken to his brother that same night.
- Did he ever explain why? - No.
Did the commander know that the lieutenant was pregnant? He said he did.
- Did he know who the father was? - He said he was unsure.
At that time, did you ask for a DNA sample to determine paternity? I did.
- What was his response? - He refused.
Was the commander cooperative during your investigation? No, he was generally uncooperative.
Thank you.
Your witness.
Agent Gibbs, all you really have is a car with the commander's fingerprints, isn't that right? A car found less than a hundred yards from a murder scene, yes There's no murder weapon, correct? The blood at the scene indicates she hit her head - on a bridge railing.
- Sounds like an accident.
- Objection, Your Honor.
- Withdrawn.
Agent Gibbs, do you have anything to tie Commander Rabb directly to the crime scene? Not directly, no.
You just have circumstantial evidence, coincidences, from which you've manufactured a case against the defendant, correct? Do I even need to object to that.
Sustained.
Please refrain from supplying testimony, Commander.
Agent Gibbs, did you submit a request to the ME for Commander Rabb's DNA profile? I did.
It didn't go through.
The ACLU might still have a problem.
What was your intent? I believed, at the time, Commander Rabb was the killer.
My intent was justice.
Agent Gibbs, do you believe now that Commander Rabb is the killer? Objection, Your Honor.
Calls for an opinion.
As lead investigator, I believe Agent Gibbs is entitled to an opinion.
The witness will answer.
Agent Gibbs? Going with my gut I'd say no, the commander's not the killer.
You really think Rabb's innocent? Don't you? What are we going to do? I've got Bin Atwa to interrogate.
You're the ranking team member of this case, now.
When did you plan on telling me about your request for Rabb's DNA? A request that didn't go, Counselor.
- You still crossed the line.
- A line that shouldn't exist.
We should have access to a suspect's DNA.
Not your call.
Circumstantial cases I can handle.
Screw-ups and witness flip-flops on the stand, - I cannot.
- Thanks for your honesty, Gibbs.
You willing to talk about dismissing the charges, Jack? Major McBurney.
Really.
Wow, Abby, you're the girl of my dreams.
That was Abby.
She's calling you? We were separated at birth.
She's invited us to the lab.
You should come.
Protecting the wonders of science.
I've a series of latents and partials.
So far, AFIS can't match them, but check this out.
- You analyze the handwriting? - Yeah.
- It's definitely Commander Rabb's.
- Let's log all of this into evidence.
I'd like the members to see the genuine article.
Commander.
I think I'd like to counter to your offer to dismiss.
If the hat does fit, you can't acquit.
Come on.
One of you would have said it if you'd thought of it first.
- Good job.
- Thanks.
Next time, Abby, don't go calling lawyers.
You call me.
Plane's waiting for you at Norfolk.
You catch a helo at Naples out to the Chattanooga.
Bin Atwa Names of his family, wives and mistresses.
He loves great food, goes to five-star restaurants.
Favorite dishes: Moroccan.
Favorite wine: Chateau Boulmont.
It's all there.
Good.
- Can I go with you? - No, but you can put your business suit back in mothballs, and maybe stick around for a while.
Jethro Gibbs, NCIS.
Dawkins, the company.
I heard somebody called the cops.
I guess you NCI boys took this guy down you deserve a shot of cracking him.
Got him cleaned up, gave him a nice dinner just like you asked.
- One problem, though.
- Yeah, what's that? We heard you're planning on giving him booze.
It's against regs.
You don't want any apparent testimony being tossed out of court.
Not interested in court.
Good morning, Tony.
What are you doing? That investigation's wrapped up.
Is it? You're in Gibbs' camp now? Rabb didn't do it? Think outside of the FBI box for a sec, Viv.
It's too perfect.
I'm a cop.
It just doesn't sit right.
- Sits all right from where I stand.
- Dobbs found Rabb's cover upriver near the bridge where Lieutenant Singer was killed, but her body floated all the way down here? So the cover got caught in some branches.
I don't think so.
You really are sounding like Gibbs.
Lieutenant Roberts, the day before Lieutenant Singer's presumed murder, did you witness an encounter between her and Commander Rabb? I overheard a conversation, sir.
Do you recall what was said? Uh, the commander wanted to see the lieutenant after work to talk.
Did she refuse him? At first, yes, Sir.
What happened then? I'm sorry, sir.
I just don't have the time.
Let's have dinner.
Is it the commander's practice to go around grabbing junior officers? - No, sir.
- So, it was just this one.
- Yes.
I mean, no.
- Which one? Lieutenant.
Objection.
The counsel is badgering.
The witness is a naval officer and a JAG lawyer, Commander.
He can handle it.
Lieutenant, please answer the question.
The commander does not make it a habit to grab anyone.
Just this once, he was agitated.
It's not unusual with Lieutenant Singer.
By agitated, you mean, angry.
- Yes, but I mean - Thank you, Lieutenant.
No further questions, Your Honor.
- How was the lamb tangine? - Very good.
But it lacks, zest.
Best our chef here could do was canned chili paste.
You know your cuisine.
Well, Marines travel.
Yes.
They do.
You ever go to the South of France? Not as often as I'd like.
If you're ever in Marseilles, - there is a magnificent place.
- Rosa Allude.
You know it.
Yes.
You're good.
You surprise me.
A toast.
To the French who know how Morocco should taste.
So, was it the cuisine that drew you to Nice? Hardly, no.
In Nice, it's the women.
The food is so much expensive honey to catch the flies.
No.
I'll tell you the best food I had in a very long time.
There's a restaurant in Toulon, near the water.
Ahaggar.
I ate there last summer.
The kibbeh was bland.
The qouzi was mushy.
The ghameh is inedible.
You cannot be talking about the same restaurant.
- Well, maybe they changed the chef.
- Perhaps.
The ghameh I had last week was incredible.
I knew Gibbs could get it.
Get what? Where Bit Atwa was before we picked him up.
Toulon.
What are you two doing standing here? - Get on it.
- Yes, sir.
Thanks.
- You have our boy back there? - Yeah, he's all yours.
- What'd you get out of him? - Good restaurant in Toulon.
Cops.
Petty Officer Coates.
You were present at Benzinger's the night Commander Rabb met with Lieutenant Singer? Is that right? Yes, sir.
I was in the next booth.
- You overheard their conversation? - Yes, sir.
Do you recall what was said? Not all the words, but the sense of it, sir.
The lieutenant was pregnant and the commander thought his brother Sergei was the father.
What did the commander want the lieutenant to do? He wanted her to call his brother Sergei in Russia to give him say in the child's future.
Only Lieutenant Singer told Commander Rabb the babywasn't Sergei's.
Did he believe her? - No, sir.
- What happened then? That's when Lieutenant told the commander - she's giving the baby up for adoption.
- How did the commander react to that? - This isn't over.
- That sounds like a threat.
Sounds like a threat to me.
- Objection.
- Withdrawn.
Is there anything else you remember, Petty Officer? Yes, sir.
She took off and he followed her out.
Thank you.
Petty Officer, has Commander Rabb ever displayed anger toward you? No, ma'am.
- Has he ever threatened you? - Never, ma'am.
Has he ever grabbed you or otherwise put his hands on you? Absolutely not, ma'am.
Thank you, Petty Officer.
Re-direct, Your Honor.
Go ahead, Counselor.
Petty Officer, ever see a man strike a woman in angry before? Petty Officer? Yes, sir.
I saw my father strike my mother.
That night at Benzinger's, did you see that kind of anger in Commander Rabb? Objection, you're on a calls for speculation.
Over-ruled.
I'd like to hear the answer.
Petty Officer? Did you see that kind of anger? Yes, sir.
Thank you, Petty Officer.
No further questions, Your Honor.
Sir, we have the Washington MTAC on the VTC.
Ten days ago, five million was sent from a Hawallah money broker in Toulon to a Hawallah in Tunis.
Do we have any assets in Tunis, Director? Not at the moment.
But our friends up the river do.
Of course, they'll take the credit.
Who gets the photo op doesn't mater.
I'll remember that at our next appropriations hearing.
But you're right, of course.
Use whoever you have to to stop that attack.
What do you got for me? I tested the sediment in the fibers in the cover.
There were high concentrations of quartz, feldspar and kaolinite.
I flunked earth science, Abby.
It's river silt.
Yeah, which wasn't present in anywhere near these levels when I tested Lieutenant Singer's uniform.
And that's because she plunged into the river in January and spent the next few months packed in ice.
It's only in the last couple of weeks, the river's been raging - with the spring thaw.
- Kicking up silt.
Yeah, this cover is definitely a spring look.
There's no way it was out there four months.
It's a plant.
Gibbs' gut was right.
We got the wrong man.
I love Naples.
If you're looking for a It looks like the gray hull attack is coming out of Tunis.
Got word of a money transfer.
Five million dollars from Bin Atwa for the executor.
That puts it in the western Med.
You need something.
You got people in Tunis.
We don't.
We locate Mohammad.
We'll take him down.
Attack's going to be on a Navy asset.
We'll both take himdown.
Complicated.
Who takes credit? You do.
Deal.
Here's the comm at VTC.
We got confirmation from Abby on the cover.
It's definitely a plant.
We also got Rabb's brother Sergei's service record from Russia.
He's got the same blood type as Rabb.
He's not the father, either.
So we went through Lieutenant Singer's credit card history.
Traced her social life, going back over the last year.
Except for the months at sea starting last May, every Wednesday the lieutenant had dinner for two.
Different restaurants, but same time.
Question is, who with? Do a canvass.
- Already did.
- We showed the lieutenant's picture.
We asked if anybody recalled anything a face, a name dropped in conversation, angry words This waiter at an Italian restaurant remembers an ugly incident.
Tiramisu turned into a projectile.
He gave us enough to start putting together a sketch.
He's our guy - somehow, he got a hold of Rabb's cover.
Check the JAG security log.
Go back four weeks.
- Compare the sketch to service photos.
- That's going to be a lot of people.
Yeah, one of them paid a visit to Rabb.
Look for someone with an ax to grind.
Got it.
Tony, nail this guy fast.
I need your ass out here.
Alone? Bring whoever you need.
Before we start, I want you to know I've advised my client against this interview.
As you know, your cover was found near the scene of the crime.
You want to know how it got ther We know.
It's planted.
Looks like you may be off the hook, Commander.
We did some checking into Lieutenant Singer's love life.
She was seen having dinner and drinks with a sandy-haired man.
My brother at Benzinger's bar.
No, no.
This guy was older and they never met at Benzinger's.
Checked the JAG security log.
We've got a suspect.
We just need to know if he had the opportunity.
That son of a bitch.
He did it right in front of me.
That's all we needed to know.
Thank you, Commander.
Tell Gibbs, I owe him one.
Back in Baltimore, where I worked Homicide in a former life, we had this case.
This sounds like a joke.
This gynecologist walks into this strip club but it's true, I swear to God This gynecologist goes to this club.
And he likes one of the girls, right? And she likes him enough, she starts letting him take her out.
Stuff happens.
Next thing you know, the stripper is blackmailing the gynecologist, right? She threatens to tell his wife.
So, the gyno pays two guys to kill her.
I'm really not one for jokes, Agent Dinozzo.
Okay.
Another story.
Locanda Orchidea.
I heard they have a good veal piccata.
I wouldn't know.
White Horse Inn, Jacques' Bistro, Sammy's you don't know them, either? No.
Transcripts.
Your recent interviews with JAG personnel.
In seven hours of conversation, you mentioned Singer fourteen times.
You showed an unusual interest.
I was just doing my job.
The night Lieutenant Singer was killed, you cashed a $5,000 check at Easy Al's Check Cashing.
The next day, you deposited the money, minus a $100 service charge, back into your account.
Guess you didn't need it, after all.
What are you doing looking at my bank statements? You had a warrant? - 'cause if you didn't have a warrant - I got the warrant.
She needed cash for an abortion? Wait.
You're a family man.
What am I saying? You've got a wife and kids, beautiful.
It was hush money, right? She was going to tell that pretty wife of yours.
Is the joke over? Because it wasn't very funny.
Bear with me.
It will be.
So, this gynecologist, he has this stripper whacked.
Problem solved, right? Wrong! Guy gets nervous.
Sets it up so another doctor at his practice a rival looks like the killer.
He plants evidence, and it's a good idea, in theory.
But the finger comes pointing back to him.
Rabb's supposed to have lost his cover during the struggle with Singer, meaning it would have been out there for four months, but our tests show that it was more like four weeks.
So, I checked the JAG security log, and what do you know? A month ago, you were there in Commander Rabb's office.
You know, technology's an amazing thing.
We can pick up latent prints that, a year ago, would have gone undetected.
You know why I always nail the doctors and the lawyers? They overthink.
End of joke.
You probably know your article 31 rights, but - I kind of like reading them.
- No.
Wait.
The truth is, this was all an accident.
Hold up.
You're going to have to explain that one.
The lieutenant threatened me.
She threatened my family.
We argued.
She turned to leave.
I tried to stop her.
I grabbed her.
We struggled.
She she fell over the railing.
I was going to call for help, but it was too late.
The river had taken her away.
And I was I was just too scared.
It's a good story.
A couple small problems.
We found her blood on the bridge where she "slipped" and hit her head on the railing.
And I'm sure you thought she was dead that you'd killed her.
Maybe you reached for your phone, but you had another idea.
Lieutenant Singer didn't fall in the river, Commander, she was thrown.
And she drowned, Commander.
And that was no accident.
By the way We've checked the baby's blood type against your service record.
Child wasn't yours.
The five million denaqua forwarded through the Bin Atwa broker network which was picked up four days ago.
Cash.
Signature: Khalil Zahari.
You think Zahari is Hassan Mohammad, our trigger man? I don't know.
Cash is moving.
The clock's ticking.
By the way.
I think a couple of your packages arrived maybe a little jet lagged.
A little sleepy? I got word that Lindsey pled out.
Involuntary manslaughter.
Eight years in Leavenworth.
And get this.
Abby finally pulled the destination off Lieutenant Singer's plane ticket.
Designation wasn't "S-A-N.
" it was "S-N-N.
" She wasn't going to San Diego.
- She was going to Shannon, Ireland.
- Shannon? - Why? - Don't know.
Maybe to see the baby's father.
I mean, we know it wasn't Lindsey.
It wasn't Rabb or his brother.
Still don't know who the dad is.
If it wasn't the killer, who cares? - I've got the director, sir.
- Put it up, Senior Chief.
Khalil Zahari listed as the Director of the Institute of Advanced Oceanography in Tunis.
Institute's a nonprofit, no assets, apart from a 30year-old fishing trawler.
Until a few days ago, when they bought an unmanned submersible.
Asking price, five million dollars.
Trip delivery 58 hours ago in Sorrento.
Give me a list of all ports of naval assets within a 58-hour sail of Sorrento.
- Naples.
- Too secure.
- Cannes.
- Same thing.
A thirty-year-old fishing trawler is not enough boat to carry an unmanned submersible.
Run a list of allresearch vessels leased in the last year.
Ninety tons or more.
Woods Hole, National Geographics.
Institute of Advanced Oceanography leased a Deep Blue Explorer, Panama registry.
Check with the coastal cops, see if they've submitted a navigational plan.
Aye-sir.
Spanish Coastal Civil Guard Patrol has a Deep Blue Explorer charting a course for Cadiz.
Rota.
A carrier pulled into Rota this morning, on its way home from the Gulf.
Hey! How's your Spanish? Get a shot of everyone, tight as you can.
Let me know when you got a match.
Señor, quanto cuesto? Seis cuarenta el kilo.
No, no, no.
No.
Es mucho.
Es el precio.
? Negative match.
Negative match.
- We have a match.
- We got an ID.
It's Mohammed.
Mohammed's the captain.
Move in.
Tengo sus provisiones.
No, no son para nosotro.
Señor, esta equivocado.
Hey! No son para nosotros.
Vayase! Okay.
Hey, hey! - Aquí el recibo.
- Get ready.
Viv? Viv! Look at me.
It's too late, isn't it? He ducked into the pilothouse.
- Let's go.
- Capitan! - Secure the submersible! - Got it! I'm sorry.
I almost blew it.
Almost? I still like you.
Gedownload van Bierdopje.
com
What happened to her face? I really don't know.
Hey, she's a JAG.
The Armed Forces DNA Registry has identified the body as Lieutenant Singer's.
Special Agents Gibbs and Blackadder of NCIS, they'll be investigating her death.
Fine.
That's Amad Bin-Atwa who executed the attack on the Cole.
My brother died on the Cole.
- I know.
- Get me in on this.
You get your head around this murder case or you pull your tailored suit out of mothballs and you march your butt right back to the J.
Edgar Hoover building.
We're gonna need the fetus DNA, Duck.
- You think Daddy's the killer? - She was single.
My guess, she was hit on the head with a blunt metal object and dumped above the falls.
I brought you a little present.
- Is this blood from our vic? - Hope so.
- How long before we get a DNA? - See what ABO typing says first.
Did you know that Commander Rabb asked Commander Manetti to ferret out who Lieutenant Singer was seeing prior to her deployment? What? Why didn't we question him? We start questioning Rabb and we don't have all the pieces to the puzzle, he'll pull an OJ on us and he won't need a slick defense lawyer to do it.
El-jihad is poised to launch another gray hull attack.
I need you to break Bin-Atwa.
When do I leave? Soon as you wrap up the JAG murder.
Lieutenant Singer was murdered three weeks ago, Sergei.
You think I did it? What's the thirteen digit number? That's a Moscow cell phone number.
that Moscow cell is registered to a Sergei Zhukov.
I'm running an immigration check.
Zhukov's green card sponsor was Commander Harmon Rabb.
They're half-brothers.
You recognize that? Should I? It's your brother's cell phone number in Moscow.
Sergei did not kill Lieutenant Singer.
- Was he the father? - She said he wasn't.
He believed her? Why would he give Singer his Moscow number? I did that.
I wrote it on a napkin at Benzinger's bar.
You are suspected of having committed the act of murder.
You think I killed Lieutenant Singer? Any statement you do make could be used against you in a court of martial law.
- How long you been doing this? - Nineteen years.
Can you tell if someone's guilty, by looking in their eyes? - I can.
- Yeah, well look in mine.
Ask me.
Ask me! Would you kill for your brother? JAG Saison 8 Episode 21 "Meltdown" - The Beginning of NCIS (2/2) - Commander? Lieutenant Commander Faith Coleman.
I'm your, legal team, sir.
Caught a red eye from San Diego, had your files faxed so I could study them on the plane.
I have two short lists of queries primary and secondary.
Which set of questions might you want to cover first? Mine.
Why are you here? I was detailed by Com Naval District Washington.
Well, last time I checked, I retained the right to request my own military counsel.
Is this a job interview, Commander? Let's call it a short list of queries.
Why don't I just run through a summary of the legal arguments? I'm a lawyer, Commander, I'm aware of the arguments.
The only unknown is sitting across from me.
Fine, sir.
What is it you want to know? Well, let's start with how many murder cases you've defended.
I've had nine homicides go to verdict.
- How many wins? - Nine, sir.
Tells me you can count.
It doesn't, however, tell me if they were slam-dunks, or if when the going gets tough, you cop a plea.
What is it you really want to know, Commander Did I get into my first choice of college? No, I didn't.
Was I on the Dean's list? Yes, I was.
Did I go to law school with dreams of saving the world? No comment.
I'm a damn good lawyer.
You could do worse, sir.
I see you're not convinced, Commander.
Stop.
I don't think I could bear watching you re-arrange that.
I just hope your legal arguments are as squared away as your briefcase.
You sharpening your courtroom skills, Major? Special Agent Gibbs, NCIS Major McBurney.
I know.
Want me to set one up for you? I'm here to discuss the Rabb case.
How long you figure this trial's going to last? Why, you got someplace to go? Where? Need to know, Major.
You don't.
Cease fire, cease fire.
Clear and lock all weapons.
Check your targets.
How long this goes depends on well we do on the stand.
I assume your people are prepped.
How about you, Counselor? Looks like a slam-dunk.
You disagree? Rabb's a smart lawyer.
If he's the killer, he made some dumb-ass mistakes.
Only nailed him because he was protecting his brother.
Do me a favor.
Don't show that kind of doubt in court.
This trial could last a lot longer than you and I want.
You're the one that needs to get out of town, not me.
You always aim for the head? Cuts down on appeals.
I assume both of you are aware of the sensitivity of your assignment.
Understood, sir.
Admiral, since several of your key staff are witnesses for the prosecution, it would be necessary for everyone at JAG to keep an arm's length.
Including me.
Yes, sir.
You most of all.
Respectfully, sir.
Neither of us wants to see our cases compromised.
I have no intentions of interfering with your case.
I've every confidence of that, sir.
But, on behalf of my client, - I needed to make my position clear.
- You certainly succeeded, didn't you? A little short on space.
Commander.
I'm going to put you in Minetti's office, and, Major, you'll be in Commander Rabb's.
Never had the office of the man I'm trying to send to Levenworth, sir.
Make do.
- Dismissed.
- Aye-yay, sir.
- Is that them? - It is.
I've been thinking about Commander Rabb's case, sir, - and I have a few ideas.
- Lieutenant.
Do nothing.
Sir, I was wondering if I could consult with Commander Turner to shape my testimony to the commander's advantage.
No! - Don't start.
- Sir? I know what you're thinking.
I know what you're all thinking.
We're not getting involved in this beyond the required participation in thecourtroom.
Rabb stuck his nose in.
Look what happened.
Clear? Petty Officer, you have a minute? Respectfully, sir.
I don't think I'm permitted to engage you.
This is not a proposal.
It's a request.
I need a pad, a marker, a stack of 5-by-8's some of that weird sticky spitball stuff you put posters up? Poster gums.
Sir.
- Sounds about right.
- I guess that's allowed, sir.
Thank you.
Things will go much easier, Amad, if you justconfirm a few facts.
Allah will give you all your answers.
Soon.
You may not know the target and the time, but you know Hasan Mohammed.
Talk to us! I'm cold I'm hungry As you can see, the boys up the river have taken over the interrogation.
They'll break him.
In a month Or two.
We know that Bin Atwa passed money to Mohammed sometime during the ten days that we lost him between Cairo and Nice.
If we find out where he was, maybe we can follow the money trail.
That's why I need you in that room.
NSA encrypts indicate that the money has been passed.
The attack can happen any time.
Wrap this JAG case up fast.
I need you out there.
Where is Hasan Mohammed.
I said, I don't know.
- You're going back to the FBI.
- What? You get whatever they have on Bin Atwa.
Right.
I also want transcripts of all previous El-jihad interrogations mentioning his name or Mohammed's.
- That'll take weeks! - You got two days.
If you can't get it done by then, don't bother coming back.
Thanks for bringing in dinner.
I figured you'd be tired of break chow, sir.
If you're going to be my counsel, forget about the 'sir'.
At least in here.
Yes, sir.
So, did you pack a file in one of these? In case we need to bust out of here? This is the only file I brought: government's disclosure, evidence, witnesses.
Do you have a defense? It's my turn to ask the questions, Commander.
What happened that night at Benzinger's bar? I met with Lieutenant Singer, we argued, she left, I followed her outside, we argued some more in her car.
And was that when you phoned your brother using your cell phone? Yeah, I wanted to be there when she told him itwasn't his baby.
I wanted to look into her eyes.
Because you didn't believe her.
I rarely believed anything Lieutenant Singer said.
I've read your interview with Gibbs.
Why didn't you tell him your story? I was protecting my brother.
Fine, but when they told you that the murder happened in January and not six weeks ago, you knew your brother couldn't be involved, so why not cooperate then? Because, by then, I looked guilty.
And I decided to trust Navy justice instead of Navy cops.
Look, there are enough holes in this case to raise reasonable doubt.
There's enough evidence to tie you to the murders.
And a string of witnesses.
Your colleagues will testify to angry words between you and Singer right up to the time of her death.
It could be worse, I guess.
- How? - I could not have an alibi.
You have an alibi? Nice lab you got here.
Interesting Martha Stewart on LSD touches around the place, too.
It's just a hobby.
This one's upside-down.
Duodenum's heading north.
That's how the body was found.
Wow.
Nice to meet a lawyer who actually knows his stuff.
I mean, forensically speaking.
- Lieutenant Singer's plane ticket? - Yeah.
You got the date nailed? Yeah.
About a hundred percent.
What about the cover they found? Well, I'm still doing a fiber analysis on it, but I found this ID tag in the visor.
I see a butterfly.
What do you see? More work to do.
The key to winning this case is tying Rabb to Singer the night she was killed.
That's why the stomach contents, the bar napkin all the forensics have got to be tight.
Well duh.
Definitely.
You got a suit? Buy one.
Something in color.
The hair's a different story.
I want you to wear it down, hide the tat.
Get yourself some glasses.
- I don't need glasses.
- I do.
This isn't about you.
Something wrong? Yeah, okay, you're going to think I'm a freak, but I get really nervous when I have to testify in front of all those military uniforms.
Some advice? Try an old standard.
Picture all those uniforms naked.
Including you? Ms.
Sciuto, you tested the sliver found in the head of the decedent? Yep.
Yes, I did.
The test indicated ferrous metal, which is the same material that was on the railing at the bridge at the overlook.
You also ran tests on blood found at the crime scene? Indeed.
The DNA showed an exact match between that and the blood of the vic.
- And then I ran a test - Please, wait for the question.
You also ran tests on a plane ticket discovered on the body? Certainly.
The lieutenant was on a flight scheduled for 6:00 A.
M.
on January 6.
What about the napkin found in the decedent's pocket? I ran a whole slew of sh stuff on that.
What did you find? There was a phone number on it and the handwriting matched Commander Rabb's.
And above that, there was a logo for a bar.
It was Benzinger's.
When you examined the victim's stomach contents, what did you find? A bar mix.
Based on digestion, she got whacked she went to Valhalla within two hours of ingesting it.
So, based on forensic evidence, we may deduce that the victim was at Benzinger's the night before her scheduled flight, with Commander Rabb, two hours before her death? - Objection.
- Withdrawn.
Nothing further.
Ms.
Sciuto, is this your report? I can hold it closer if you wish.
No, don't hold it Sorry, Your Honor.
Perhaps, you don't need the glasses.
Yes, sir.
Thanks.
- Nice body art.
- Thanks.
You should see my nevermind.
Ms.
Sciuto.
The decedent's body was in the river for months.
How can you be sure that your findings regarding the stomach contents are accurate? Couldn't the vic have been whacked way later than two hours sucking pretzels at Benzinger's? Way later? No way.
First off, ice rules as a preservative.
Second off, food doesn't stay in the stomach that long.
Carbs? That's like two hours.
Tops.
Third off, given technology, we can nail that window pretty tight.
I mean, she got popped and turned popsicle in two hours.
- You say, 'pretty tight'.
- Yeah.
Doesn't sound like beyond a reasonable doubt to me.
Everything the Bureau has on Bin Atwa, I did it in a day.
Education.
Training.
Known associates.
Past ops.
Doesn't tell me about the man.
The man is a terrorist.
What else is there to know? Personal information.
What's his favorite food.
- What kind of wine does he enjoy? - The guy's a Muslim.
He doesn't drink.
He drinks.
He eats.
He cheats.
That's how we caught him in Nice.
See ya.
Dr.
Mallard.
You performed the autopsy on Lieutenant Singer.
Can you tell us when she died? Uh, her body was discovered April 22, but the poor girl was trapped in winter ice and thawed with the spring.
I'd say she departed as some three and a half months previous.
That'd make it early January, right? That would be about right.
Was Lieutenant Singer pregnant? Twenty weeks.
Can you tell us the extent of the lieutenant's injuries, Doctor? She suffered severe blunt force post-trauma to the posterior of her skull.
Also numerous fractures as she floated downriver going over Great Falls.
The head injury was the cause of death? No.
The lieutenant drowned.
She was still alive when her body entered the water? Without question.
I discovered water residue inher lungs.
What else did you discover? On her left buttock, I found a tattoo of a stalking leopard majestic, brilliant.
I've only seen one other like it on a tango dancer in Buenos Aires who died of dehydration.
- I was on sabbatical, - I was asking about Lieutenant Singer? She wasn't in Buenos Aires.
Yes, I found a metallic sliver in the wound around the skull fracture consistent with her head hitting a railing on the walkway bridge over the falls before she went in the water.
So based on your findings, would you say it's plausible that someone caused the lieutenant's head injuries, then perhaps, in panic threw her still living body from the bridge into the river.
Objection.
This goes beyond speculation, Your Honor.
Now, we're telling bedtime horror stories.
- Sustained.
- Thank you, Doctor.
Nothing further.
Doctor, isn't it possible that the lieutenant's injuries were a result of an accidental fall? Well, the railing is very high.
It's quite unlikely.
Unless, the lieutenant's unconscious body levitated and dropped - over the side.
I've heard - Thank you, Doctor.
I thought the interrogation was over, Gibbs.
Or are you just here to gloat? Something's been bothering me, Commander, and it's not what's in here it's what's missing.
After you were informed of Lieutenant Singer's death, and the death of the fetus that you thought was your brother's, I'd assume you'd make a phone call to Russia.
But there's no record of that.
Not from your office or your cell.
Or from your home.
Well, that's what phone booths are for.
Went to a lot of effort to eliminate your brother as a suspect.
That's how you got your man.
I know.
Agent Gibbs.
Where exactly was the lieutenant's body discovered? On the banks of the Potomac River, Did you locate her vehicle? Yes, it was towed from the parking lot next to the falls.
Was the car dusted for prints? Only two sets of prints were removed from the car The decedent's and Commander Rabb's.
When did the commander claim to have last seen Lieutenant Singer? They met at Benzinger's bar the night before her scheduled flight.
According to his statement, he claimed to have spoken to his brother that same night.
- Did he ever explain why? - No.
Did the commander know that the lieutenant was pregnant? He said he did.
- Did he know who the father was? - He said he was unsure.
At that time, did you ask for a DNA sample to determine paternity? I did.
- What was his response? - He refused.
Was the commander cooperative during your investigation? No, he was generally uncooperative.
Thank you.
Your witness.
Agent Gibbs, all you really have is a car with the commander's fingerprints, isn't that right? A car found less than a hundred yards from a murder scene, yes There's no murder weapon, correct? The blood at the scene indicates she hit her head - on a bridge railing.
- Sounds like an accident.
- Objection, Your Honor.
- Withdrawn.
Agent Gibbs, do you have anything to tie Commander Rabb directly to the crime scene? Not directly, no.
You just have circumstantial evidence, coincidences, from which you've manufactured a case against the defendant, correct? Do I even need to object to that.
Sustained.
Please refrain from supplying testimony, Commander.
Agent Gibbs, did you submit a request to the ME for Commander Rabb's DNA profile? I did.
It didn't go through.
The ACLU might still have a problem.
What was your intent? I believed, at the time, Commander Rabb was the killer.
My intent was justice.
Agent Gibbs, do you believe now that Commander Rabb is the killer? Objection, Your Honor.
Calls for an opinion.
As lead investigator, I believe Agent Gibbs is entitled to an opinion.
The witness will answer.
Agent Gibbs? Going with my gut I'd say no, the commander's not the killer.
You really think Rabb's innocent? Don't you? What are we going to do? I've got Bin Atwa to interrogate.
You're the ranking team member of this case, now.
When did you plan on telling me about your request for Rabb's DNA? A request that didn't go, Counselor.
- You still crossed the line.
- A line that shouldn't exist.
We should have access to a suspect's DNA.
Not your call.
Circumstantial cases I can handle.
Screw-ups and witness flip-flops on the stand, - I cannot.
- Thanks for your honesty, Gibbs.
You willing to talk about dismissing the charges, Jack? Major McBurney.
Really.
Wow, Abby, you're the girl of my dreams.
That was Abby.
She's calling you? We were separated at birth.
She's invited us to the lab.
You should come.
Protecting the wonders of science.
I've a series of latents and partials.
So far, AFIS can't match them, but check this out.
- You analyze the handwriting? - Yeah.
- It's definitely Commander Rabb's.
- Let's log all of this into evidence.
I'd like the members to see the genuine article.
Commander.
I think I'd like to counter to your offer to dismiss.
If the hat does fit, you can't acquit.
Come on.
One of you would have said it if you'd thought of it first.
- Good job.
- Thanks.
Next time, Abby, don't go calling lawyers.
You call me.
Plane's waiting for you at Norfolk.
You catch a helo at Naples out to the Chattanooga.
Bin Atwa Names of his family, wives and mistresses.
He loves great food, goes to five-star restaurants.
Favorite dishes: Moroccan.
Favorite wine: Chateau Boulmont.
It's all there.
Good.
- Can I go with you? - No, but you can put your business suit back in mothballs, and maybe stick around for a while.
Jethro Gibbs, NCIS.
Dawkins, the company.
I heard somebody called the cops.
I guess you NCI boys took this guy down you deserve a shot of cracking him.
Got him cleaned up, gave him a nice dinner just like you asked.
- One problem, though.
- Yeah, what's that? We heard you're planning on giving him booze.
It's against regs.
You don't want any apparent testimony being tossed out of court.
Not interested in court.
Good morning, Tony.
What are you doing? That investigation's wrapped up.
Is it? You're in Gibbs' camp now? Rabb didn't do it? Think outside of the FBI box for a sec, Viv.
It's too perfect.
I'm a cop.
It just doesn't sit right.
- Sits all right from where I stand.
- Dobbs found Rabb's cover upriver near the bridge where Lieutenant Singer was killed, but her body floated all the way down here? So the cover got caught in some branches.
I don't think so.
You really are sounding like Gibbs.
Lieutenant Roberts, the day before Lieutenant Singer's presumed murder, did you witness an encounter between her and Commander Rabb? I overheard a conversation, sir.
Do you recall what was said? Uh, the commander wanted to see the lieutenant after work to talk.
Did she refuse him? At first, yes, Sir.
What happened then? I'm sorry, sir.
I just don't have the time.
Let's have dinner.
Is it the commander's practice to go around grabbing junior officers? - No, sir.
- So, it was just this one.
- Yes.
I mean, no.
- Which one? Lieutenant.
Objection.
The counsel is badgering.
The witness is a naval officer and a JAG lawyer, Commander.
He can handle it.
Lieutenant, please answer the question.
The commander does not make it a habit to grab anyone.
Just this once, he was agitated.
It's not unusual with Lieutenant Singer.
By agitated, you mean, angry.
- Yes, but I mean - Thank you, Lieutenant.
No further questions, Your Honor.
- How was the lamb tangine? - Very good.
But it lacks, zest.
Best our chef here could do was canned chili paste.
You know your cuisine.
Well, Marines travel.
Yes.
They do.
You ever go to the South of France? Not as often as I'd like.
If you're ever in Marseilles, - there is a magnificent place.
- Rosa Allude.
You know it.
Yes.
You're good.
You surprise me.
A toast.
To the French who know how Morocco should taste.
So, was it the cuisine that drew you to Nice? Hardly, no.
In Nice, it's the women.
The food is so much expensive honey to catch the flies.
No.
I'll tell you the best food I had in a very long time.
There's a restaurant in Toulon, near the water.
Ahaggar.
I ate there last summer.
The kibbeh was bland.
The qouzi was mushy.
The ghameh is inedible.
You cannot be talking about the same restaurant.
- Well, maybe they changed the chef.
- Perhaps.
The ghameh I had last week was incredible.
I knew Gibbs could get it.
Get what? Where Bit Atwa was before we picked him up.
Toulon.
What are you two doing standing here? - Get on it.
- Yes, sir.
Thanks.
- You have our boy back there? - Yeah, he's all yours.
- What'd you get out of him? - Good restaurant in Toulon.
Cops.
Petty Officer Coates.
You were present at Benzinger's the night Commander Rabb met with Lieutenant Singer? Is that right? Yes, sir.
I was in the next booth.
- You overheard their conversation? - Yes, sir.
Do you recall what was said? Not all the words, but the sense of it, sir.
The lieutenant was pregnant and the commander thought his brother Sergei was the father.
What did the commander want the lieutenant to do? He wanted her to call his brother Sergei in Russia to give him say in the child's future.
Only Lieutenant Singer told Commander Rabb the babywasn't Sergei's.
Did he believe her? - No, sir.
- What happened then? That's when Lieutenant told the commander - she's giving the baby up for adoption.
- How did the commander react to that? - This isn't over.
- That sounds like a threat.
Sounds like a threat to me.
- Objection.
- Withdrawn.
Is there anything else you remember, Petty Officer? Yes, sir.
She took off and he followed her out.
Thank you.
Petty Officer, has Commander Rabb ever displayed anger toward you? No, ma'am.
- Has he ever threatened you? - Never, ma'am.
Has he ever grabbed you or otherwise put his hands on you? Absolutely not, ma'am.
Thank you, Petty Officer.
Re-direct, Your Honor.
Go ahead, Counselor.
Petty Officer, ever see a man strike a woman in angry before? Petty Officer? Yes, sir.
I saw my father strike my mother.
That night at Benzinger's, did you see that kind of anger in Commander Rabb? Objection, you're on a calls for speculation.
Over-ruled.
I'd like to hear the answer.
Petty Officer? Did you see that kind of anger? Yes, sir.
Thank you, Petty Officer.
No further questions, Your Honor.
Sir, we have the Washington MTAC on the VTC.
Ten days ago, five million was sent from a Hawallah money broker in Toulon to a Hawallah in Tunis.
Do we have any assets in Tunis, Director? Not at the moment.
But our friends up the river do.
Of course, they'll take the credit.
Who gets the photo op doesn't mater.
I'll remember that at our next appropriations hearing.
But you're right, of course.
Use whoever you have to to stop that attack.
What do you got for me? I tested the sediment in the fibers in the cover.
There were high concentrations of quartz, feldspar and kaolinite.
I flunked earth science, Abby.
It's river silt.
Yeah, which wasn't present in anywhere near these levels when I tested Lieutenant Singer's uniform.
And that's because she plunged into the river in January and spent the next few months packed in ice.
It's only in the last couple of weeks, the river's been raging - with the spring thaw.
- Kicking up silt.
Yeah, this cover is definitely a spring look.
There's no way it was out there four months.
It's a plant.
Gibbs' gut was right.
We got the wrong man.
I love Naples.
If you're looking for a It looks like the gray hull attack is coming out of Tunis.
Got word of a money transfer.
Five million dollars from Bin Atwa for the executor.
That puts it in the western Med.
You need something.
You got people in Tunis.
We don't.
We locate Mohammad.
We'll take him down.
Attack's going to be on a Navy asset.
We'll both take himdown.
Complicated.
Who takes credit? You do.
Deal.
Here's the comm at VTC.
We got confirmation from Abby on the cover.
It's definitely a plant.
We also got Rabb's brother Sergei's service record from Russia.
He's got the same blood type as Rabb.
He's not the father, either.
So we went through Lieutenant Singer's credit card history.
Traced her social life, going back over the last year.
Except for the months at sea starting last May, every Wednesday the lieutenant had dinner for two.
Different restaurants, but same time.
Question is, who with? Do a canvass.
- Already did.
- We showed the lieutenant's picture.
We asked if anybody recalled anything a face, a name dropped in conversation, angry words This waiter at an Italian restaurant remembers an ugly incident.
Tiramisu turned into a projectile.
He gave us enough to start putting together a sketch.
He's our guy - somehow, he got a hold of Rabb's cover.
Check the JAG security log.
Go back four weeks.
- Compare the sketch to service photos.
- That's going to be a lot of people.
Yeah, one of them paid a visit to Rabb.
Look for someone with an ax to grind.
Got it.
Tony, nail this guy fast.
I need your ass out here.
Alone? Bring whoever you need.
Before we start, I want you to know I've advised my client against this interview.
As you know, your cover was found near the scene of the crime.
You want to know how it got ther We know.
It's planted.
Looks like you may be off the hook, Commander.
We did some checking into Lieutenant Singer's love life.
She was seen having dinner and drinks with a sandy-haired man.
My brother at Benzinger's bar.
No, no.
This guy was older and they never met at Benzinger's.
Checked the JAG security log.
We've got a suspect.
We just need to know if he had the opportunity.
That son of a bitch.
He did it right in front of me.
That's all we needed to know.
Thank you, Commander.
Tell Gibbs, I owe him one.
Back in Baltimore, where I worked Homicide in a former life, we had this case.
This sounds like a joke.
This gynecologist walks into this strip club but it's true, I swear to God This gynecologist goes to this club.
And he likes one of the girls, right? And she likes him enough, she starts letting him take her out.
Stuff happens.
Next thing you know, the stripper is blackmailing the gynecologist, right? She threatens to tell his wife.
So, the gyno pays two guys to kill her.
I'm really not one for jokes, Agent Dinozzo.
Okay.
Another story.
Locanda Orchidea.
I heard they have a good veal piccata.
I wouldn't know.
White Horse Inn, Jacques' Bistro, Sammy's you don't know them, either? No.
Transcripts.
Your recent interviews with JAG personnel.
In seven hours of conversation, you mentioned Singer fourteen times.
You showed an unusual interest.
I was just doing my job.
The night Lieutenant Singer was killed, you cashed a $5,000 check at Easy Al's Check Cashing.
The next day, you deposited the money, minus a $100 service charge, back into your account.
Guess you didn't need it, after all.
What are you doing looking at my bank statements? You had a warrant? - 'cause if you didn't have a warrant - I got the warrant.
She needed cash for an abortion? Wait.
You're a family man.
What am I saying? You've got a wife and kids, beautiful.
It was hush money, right? She was going to tell that pretty wife of yours.
Is the joke over? Because it wasn't very funny.
Bear with me.
It will be.
So, this gynecologist, he has this stripper whacked.
Problem solved, right? Wrong! Guy gets nervous.
Sets it up so another doctor at his practice a rival looks like the killer.
He plants evidence, and it's a good idea, in theory.
But the finger comes pointing back to him.
Rabb's supposed to have lost his cover during the struggle with Singer, meaning it would have been out there for four months, but our tests show that it was more like four weeks.
So, I checked the JAG security log, and what do you know? A month ago, you were there in Commander Rabb's office.
You know, technology's an amazing thing.
We can pick up latent prints that, a year ago, would have gone undetected.
You know why I always nail the doctors and the lawyers? They overthink.
End of joke.
You probably know your article 31 rights, but - I kind of like reading them.
- No.
Wait.
The truth is, this was all an accident.
Hold up.
You're going to have to explain that one.
The lieutenant threatened me.
She threatened my family.
We argued.
She turned to leave.
I tried to stop her.
I grabbed her.
We struggled.
She she fell over the railing.
I was going to call for help, but it was too late.
The river had taken her away.
And I was I was just too scared.
It's a good story.
A couple small problems.
We found her blood on the bridge where she "slipped" and hit her head on the railing.
And I'm sure you thought she was dead that you'd killed her.
Maybe you reached for your phone, but you had another idea.
Lieutenant Singer didn't fall in the river, Commander, she was thrown.
And she drowned, Commander.
And that was no accident.
By the way We've checked the baby's blood type against your service record.
Child wasn't yours.
The five million denaqua forwarded through the Bin Atwa broker network which was picked up four days ago.
Cash.
Signature: Khalil Zahari.
You think Zahari is Hassan Mohammad, our trigger man? I don't know.
Cash is moving.
The clock's ticking.
By the way.
I think a couple of your packages arrived maybe a little jet lagged.
A little sleepy? I got word that Lindsey pled out.
Involuntary manslaughter.
Eight years in Leavenworth.
And get this.
Abby finally pulled the destination off Lieutenant Singer's plane ticket.
Designation wasn't "S-A-N.
" it was "S-N-N.
" She wasn't going to San Diego.
- She was going to Shannon, Ireland.
- Shannon? - Why? - Don't know.
Maybe to see the baby's father.
I mean, we know it wasn't Lindsey.
It wasn't Rabb or his brother.
Still don't know who the dad is.
If it wasn't the killer, who cares? - I've got the director, sir.
- Put it up, Senior Chief.
Khalil Zahari listed as the Director of the Institute of Advanced Oceanography in Tunis.
Institute's a nonprofit, no assets, apart from a 30year-old fishing trawler.
Until a few days ago, when they bought an unmanned submersible.
Asking price, five million dollars.
Trip delivery 58 hours ago in Sorrento.
Give me a list of all ports of naval assets within a 58-hour sail of Sorrento.
- Naples.
- Too secure.
- Cannes.
- Same thing.
A thirty-year-old fishing trawler is not enough boat to carry an unmanned submersible.
Run a list of allresearch vessels leased in the last year.
Ninety tons or more.
Woods Hole, National Geographics.
Institute of Advanced Oceanography leased a Deep Blue Explorer, Panama registry.
Check with the coastal cops, see if they've submitted a navigational plan.
Aye-sir.
Spanish Coastal Civil Guard Patrol has a Deep Blue Explorer charting a course for Cadiz.
Rota.
A carrier pulled into Rota this morning, on its way home from the Gulf.
Hey! How's your Spanish? Get a shot of everyone, tight as you can.
Let me know when you got a match.
Señor, quanto cuesto? Seis cuarenta el kilo.
No, no, no.
No.
Es mucho.
Es el precio.
? Negative match.
Negative match.
- We have a match.
- We got an ID.
It's Mohammed.
Mohammed's the captain.
Move in.
Tengo sus provisiones.
No, no son para nosotro.
Señor, esta equivocado.
Hey! No son para nosotros.
Vayase! Okay.
Hey, hey! - Aquí el recibo.
- Get ready.
Viv? Viv! Look at me.
It's too late, isn't it? He ducked into the pilothouse.
- Let's go.
- Capitan! - Secure the submersible! - Got it! I'm sorry.
I almost blew it.
Almost? I still like you.
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