(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
MAN (OVER P.A.): All hands...
(DOOR OPENS)
(RADIO CHATTER CONTINUES)
Have you seen Petty Officer Wassner this morning?
Mm-mm.
♪ ♪
Female on deck.
Petty Officer Wassner?
♪ ♪
(GASPS)
Corpsman!
♪ ♪
Synced & corrected by -robtor- www.addic7ed.com
♪ ♪
(GRUNTS)
(PANTING)
(GRUNTS)
Eh... 1:17.
Whoo!
Like lightning, baby.
More like thunder. All noise.
Ha, ha. At least I shaved a few seconds off.
Good. You can lose a few more.
All right, what if I did a dash vault?
Or kong.
Since when are you able to do choreography in a real chase?
Huh?
Let's just get it down to 1:10.
Okay. But there's also no stopwatch involved
in a real chase either, so...
It's not about the clock.
Oh, man, I can feel it in my spirit, here it comes,
a Sam Hanna lesson.
It's about the mentality.
Let's say you're climbing a mountain, right?
And you reach the peak only to realize
there's a higher mountain.
Do you stop?
Or do you look to that other mountain and say,
"I got you next"?
Yeah, keep moving the goalpost
further down the field.
No comfort in greatness.
You make it look pretty comfortable.
- Flattery will get you nowhere. - Yeah, well, it's worth a try.
I think the kong will be faster.
Knock yourself out.
Hey, uh, can I ride with you?
(CHUCKLES): I'm not working today.
Sam Hanna taking a day off? What'd I miss?
Hilarious. See ya.
Yo, no, no, but really, I-I rode with you, so...
Don't you have a phone?
Isn't there an app for that?
App for your boss leaving you?
♪ ♪
♪ It's about to be too late now ♪
♪ To try to even get up... ♪
(GROANS) Hey.
Triple shot cortado with a little oat milk,
'cause I know you care about the planet.
Thanks.
Grandpa's at Arkady's, I took the day,
so it's just me and you, hmm?
You didn't have to do that. Of course I did.
(MUSIC CONTINUES OVER EARBUDS)
Yeah?
- (MUSIC STOPS) - (MOCKINGLY): "Yeah?"
I brought you coffee.
I can't get a few minutes
for a little father-daughter chitchat?
This midterm paper is not gonna write itself.
Well, then I'll help you, just like old times.
- How about that? - That'd be great.
Here is the, uh, source material.
Okay.
Teen Women's Sexuality and Politics:
A Case Study of the Adolescent Female Body.
You got this.
But you better be hungry at noon,
'cause I called in a favor at Jake's.
They're gonna put your favorite sandwich on the menu.
Dad, Hanna house rule number 17.
- Oh, so now you're quizzing me? - Mm-hmm.
(CHUCKLES) That's funny.
Schoolwork comes first.
Mm-hmm.
No Jake's.
Ooh! (GASPING)
- Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. - My sweatshirt.
Ah, ah... Okay, okay.
All right.
(LAPTOP CHIMES)
_
♪ ♪
- (SIGHS) - Oh, no, no, I got this.
- Okay. - Go do your paper.
Do your paper, do your paper.
- Dad? - Yeah?
Thanks for the coffee and, uh, offering to help.
Don't mention it.
Ride or die?
Forever.
- All right, see ya. - All right, see ya.
Hmm.
- (GUNS CLICKS) - Walk on the beach.
Lunch at the pier.
Very romantic.
(GIGGLES SOFTLY)
- Uh-oh. - What?
- What was that? - What?
- That look. - What look?
Mm... that look.
(SCOFFS) There was no look.
Oh, yeah? So what would you call this?
- (MOCK GIGGLING) - (CHUCKLES) Okay.
- I did not do that. - Hey, I have a question.
- Um, do you have my address? - For what?
For the wedding invitation.
- (GROANS) - (PHONE BUZZES)
Looks like we've caught a case.
Oh, did we? Hmm.
After you, I'll hold your train.
(LAUGHS)
(LAUGHS) Oh, no, please. Let me.
- FATIMA: I've had enough of you. - (LAUGHING)
Hey, what have we got?
This is Petty Officer First Class Eli Wassner,
electronics technician on the USS Allegiance.
He was found hanged this morning in a hold on board.
Hmm. Suicide?
Unconfirmed, but the Allegiance has had
two suicides in recent months.
SECNAV has tasked us
with investigating to determine if Wassner's a third.
Uh, may I ask why the NCIS Agent Afloat
isn't handling this?
That was our former guest, Special Agent Lucy Tara.
She has since returned to NCIS: Honolulu,
and the Allegiance is in the process
of being assigned a new Agent Afloat.
Got it.
Did Wassner have, uh, any family?
He leaves behind a widow in Los Angeles.
His parents and the rest of his family
are in central New Jersey.
Any history of depression or any other mental illness?
Not that I can find any record of,
but if he did, he never sought treatment.
History of gambling or recent money losses?
So far no red flags.
Where the hell are Callen and Sam?
I won't ask again, Agent Blye.
- Um, I don't know, sir. - Why not?
(STAMMERS)
SHYLA: Um, they're both using accrued leave,
as per your orders, Admiral.
I believe you told them both
not to set foot in here until next week.
Have Agent Castor bring Wassner's widow
into the boatshed to meet Deeks and Rountree.
Maybe she has some insight
- as to what led to this. - Will do.
Agents Blye and Namazi, Santa Monica Airport.
We'll get you a bird to fly out to NAS North Island.
Hopefully the Allegiance can have
a COD waiting there to hop you out to the carrier.
Copy that, sir.
These suicides tend to happen in clusters.
The more exposure, the more likely someone else
is to see this as a way out.
That's awful.
KILBRIDE: It is,
and that is three service members dead in three months.
I want answers.
(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)
- Stop. - What?
Stop casing this place like you're looking for
an exit strategy or weapons of opportunity.
What are you talking about?
- Champagne? - Thank you.
- I'm actually... - (SIGHS)
But why not?
Thank you.
"Saying no to champagne is like saying no to life."
Yeah. That's better.
Well, it's from The Deer Hunter.
Don't ruin this for me, you know.
We're supposed to be celebrating.
I'm celebrating. I'm just...
I'm celebrating in here.
You don't have to be here.
I could have taken Fatima.
No! No, I... Come on, I want to be here.
Liar.
I want to be here for you.
I don't want you to be here for me.
I want you to be here for us.
Right. I-I mean, that's what I meant.
For u... To us.
(GLASSES CLINK)
- To us. - Mm-hmm.
Actually tastes more like prosecco.
Please, you wouldn't know prosecco from Pinocchio.
Younger man, big nose, woody complexion?
Gets executed at the end, right?
That's what happens in the real story.
- It's true. - (GROANS) Just...
please stop talking.
You, uh...
You gonna drink the rest of your prosecco?
(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER P.A.)
- Thank you. - Thank you, Petty Officer.
Master Chief Hughes. XO tapped me to be your liaison.
Nice to meet you. I'm Special Agent Kensi Blye.
This is Special Agent Fatima Namazi.
- Hi. - We appreciate NCIS coming aboard.
I'm sorry it's under such unfortunate circumstances,
but this matter seems fairly straightforward.
We understand.
So, Petty Officer Wassner was found here, in the hold?
Yep. He was found right here this morning
at 0730.
How did he hang himself?
He used that spare line.
Looks like he cut it free with a pocket knife.
Inspected it myself this morning.
FATIMA: We'd like to see the body.
It was flown back to land soon after he was discovered.
Wassner is Jewish,
and they bury their dead as soon as possible.
I'll have Shyla reach out to the medical examiner.
Yeah. Any idea why he did this?
Maybe this will shed some light.
It was found in his bunk this morning.
We should have this scanned and sent to Shyla for analysis.
Yeah. Does anyone else know about this?
Command, you and Chief Kemi Adebayo who found him.
We'd like to speak to her, please.
- Sure thing. Right this way. - Thank you.
Hey, guys. This is Robin Wassner.
Thanks, Castor.
Take a seat.
Thank you so much for-for coming in.
We know what you're going through is
overwhelmingly difficult.
What exactly do you need from me?
So, it's just a routine investigation into the death
of your husband on the USS Allegiance.
Just... you know, hoping to get a better understanding
of who Eli was
and what he was going through.
Sure.
Well, when's the last time you spoke with him?
Last Sunday for our weekly phone call.
Was there anything that indicated
he may have been struggling?
Nothing.
We laughed.
Talked about him coming home.
♪ ♪
As far as I knew, he was happy.
(BREATHING SHAKILY): We loved each other.
We had just started trying to have a child.
We were really...
(SNIFFLES)
(SIGHS) I'm so sorry.
(SCOFFS)
Eli sent me letters.
That was his thing. Old-fashioned.
I thought it was romantic.
Even though I could barely read his chicken scratch.
When was his last letter?
A couple weeks ago.
You mind if we take a look at those letters?
Of course.
Whatever you need.
Thank you.
Ah. Chief Kemi Adebayo.
Agents.
Uh, we won't take much of your time.
Please have a seat.
I'd appreciate that.
We are here to look into
Petty Officer First Class Eli Wassner's death.
I'm aware.
FATIMA: You were his direct supervisor.
Affirmative.
How would you describe the working environment
here on the USS Allegiance?
Effective.
We're aware of the two complaints
that were filed against you
with the Inspector General.
I don't fancy coddle culture.
The minute you demand this class of sailors to do their job,
you become the villain.
Some would say that that is a difficult working environment.
I call it not being complicit with mediocrity.
FATIMA: Is this what you thought of Wassner?
As mediocre?
He did good work.
But?
Lately he had become unfocused,
and I told him to get his act together.
Hmm. Maybe you used words a little more aggressive than that?
It is my job to make sure that we perform
at the highest standards.
If I spent every working hour trying to decipher
each sailor's emotional state,
I'd never get anything done.
I couldn't have known he was unstable.
Well, your team's well-being
is just as much part of your job as their performance.
I am well aware of my job description.
- Okay, but if you... - KENSI: Wassner is the third sailor
dead by apparent suicide on this carrier.
Maybe you need to take a hard look at the way you operate.
Wassner's medical records show no alcohol abuse,
no drug use or any other mitigating factors.
I mean, he has a spotless discipline record
and no unusual activity on his financials.
If Adebayo knew he was struggling,
she certainly didn't do anything to help.
About to go on leave, start a family.
I mean, this guy was getting pressure from all sides.
Which is why it's so weird that his suicide note
was so short and generic.
Well, not everybody's a poet.
(LAPTOP CHIMES)
Whoa. Castor just sent through Robin's letters.
- Can you throw it up? - Yep.
Whew. If that's chicken scratch,
then what would you call my writing?
Wow. He actually was quite poetic.
Yeah. This guy was a real romantic.
Wait, will you throw up Wassner's suicide note?
Yeah.
Wait, something's not right here.
Okay, look at this.
On "love," the O and the V are connected.
Over here, they're separated.
And check this out, on the I's,
the dots are always slightly to the back, right?
But on the suicide note, they're directly above the line.
These were written by two separate people.
We got to get Shyla to get forensics to verify this.
If Wassner didn't write his own suicide note...
Then this just became a murder investigation.
Forensics analyzed the letters from Wassner
and confirmed Wassner did not write his suicide note.
(SIGHS)
It's a murder.
I've been parsing the data
on all crew on the USS Allegiance.
And as expected, everyone is thoroughly vetted,
and I don't see any history of violence so far.
What about civilians or, uh, arriving crew?
No visitors or new personnel reported in the past 48 hours.
ROUNTREE: Whoever did this is stationed on board.
Why stage this as a suicide?
Why not just toss the body off the side of the ship?
'Cause a missing sailor triggers an immediate investigation,
whereas they gave us a believable cause of death,
they crossed their fingers, and hoped we'd buy it.
Especially with all the recent suicides.
It becomes a viable cover.
Hey, guys.
Here's Robin Wassner.
- Thanks, Shyla. - SHYLA: Of course.
Hey, Robin, thanks for coming back in.
Agent Castor said you had news for me.
Uh, please. Um...
Uh, I'm so sorry,
'cause there is no easy way to say this.
Your husband's death is now being investigated
as a possible murder.
Oh, my God. (CRIES)
DEEKS: And I know that's hard to hear,
but I promise you, we're gonna find who did this
and we're gonna put 'em away.
But we need your help.
Do you know anyone who might have wanted to hurt Eli?
No, no one.
What about his supervisor, Chief Adebayo?
She seems like a tough woman.
Tough? No, she's lovely.
Uh, have you... have you met her?
I didn't need to.
This wasn't the first time that Eli and I were
going to try for a baby.
Last year, we were pregnant,
but, a few months in, I had a miscarriage.
I'm sorry.
Adebayo fought for us.
She pushed Eli's leave request through,
called in favors,
whatever she could do to get him a couple of days home with me.
That's amazing.
Eli didn't even ask for her help.
She overheard him talking to another sailor,
and she took the initiative.
It was...
the nicest thing anyone has ever done for us.
Yeah.
♪ ♪
- Hey. - KENSI: Hey.
So, that was Shyla.
Wassner didn't write his suicide note.
We're looking at murder.
Okay. Murder.
You think Adebayo was involved?
Uh, no, she was cleared, completely.
The other chiefs in her bunk said
she was in bed all night long.
And, last year, she took it upon herself
to help the Wassners in their time of need,
and she has a stellar promotion record.
I don't know how I got this woman so wrong.
Hey, emotions were running high, okay?
And she was not easy to talk to.
No, I know, but I let her personality
cloud my judgment and guide our interview.
We could've had an ally.
- Don't beat yourself up. - (SIGHS)
We need to find out what she knows.
And I need to apologize.
SAM: Hey, since we can't go out,
I'm-a make Mom's famous meatloaf for dinner.
Mmm. That'd be nice.
Want to invite Josh?
No, it's okay.
You sure? He must be missing you.
I'm sure he's fine.
Everything okay between you two?
Yeah.
We're not hanging out anymore.
Did something happen?
We just got busy with our own things.
- It's no big deal. - Oh.
When did that happen?
I don't know, a few months ago.
Months?
I had no idea.
No one told me anything.
Nothing to say, really.
You sure?
You know, I'm here to talk about anything you want.
I know.
(PHONE RINGS)
Gramps.
Ooh, I got to get back to my paper.
Dad, what's wrong?
Because you only call me when something's wrong.
No, I cannot bring over the pickleball paddles.
But tell Arkady I know he sold that necklace,
so he can afford to pick up his own damn pickle paddles.
(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY)
I am so, so sorry to have kept you waiting.
Tara Walker, and you must be Anna...
- Hi. - ...and Grisha?
Uh, you can call me Callen.
- Callen. - CALLEN: Yeah, great.
Fatima has told me all about
your upcoming nuptials, congratulations.
Thank you.
Now, marriage is between two people.
I truly believe that it takes both of your involvement
to achieve the perfect expression of your love.
So, what have you come up with so far?
Well, we've been talking a lot about it.
TARA: I bet. It's exciting, isn't it?
Yes, and a bit overwhelming.
Which is exactly where I come in.
So give me the broad strokes.
Honey?
- Honey? - Mm-hmm.
Uh, yeah, well, l-like she said,
we've been talking about it a lot.
Um...
We don't have a theme.
A theme?
It's a thing.
Like, what kind of a thing?
What, like a Western theme?
Cowboy boots and line dancing?
People have themes, right?
Absolutely.
No, we never talked about having a theme.
Which is why I said, "We don't have a theme."
Let's take a step back.
In terms of a venue,
what do you see as the most important element?
- Security. - Presentation.
You weren't at Kensi and Deeks' wedding.
I assure you whatever we settle on will be very safe.
Do you have an officiant in mind?
Nah, we're pretty secular.
Well, actually, my father expressed interest
in becoming ordained
in order to perform the ceremony.
TARA: How special.
It's becoming more and more common to have a friend
or family member do so, and it adds such a heartfelt
and personal element
- to the ceremony. - Yeah.
Arkady?
It would mean a lot to him.
Arkady?
Do you have somebody else in mind?
Anybody else.
TARA: I have an idea.
This is a fun little exercise
that allows everyone to express what is most important to them.
As long as we're not graded on it.
There are no right or wrong answers,
just follow your hearts.
I'll give you a few minutes to yourselves.
You know, it's not too late to elope.
(SIGHS) Just answer the damn questions.
Ah, Chief Adebayo. Thank you for coming back.
Uh, please have a seat.
Uh, look, we got off on the wrong foot
earlier, and I really wanted to apologize to you.
Stop right there.
You were right.
Wassner was under my charge.
His well-being, my responsibility,
and I should've stepped in to help.
Maybe he wouldn't have taken his own life.
Look, I-I appreciate that, Chief.
It's just we now believe that Wassner was murdered.
♪ ♪
Murdered? What?
I'm sorry.
(EXHALES)
After we spoke, I did some digging.
I wanted to know why Wassner did this.
I mean, I asked around.
Did anyone see Wassner last night?
No, but Ensign Choi,
he saw the sailor on roving watch
heading down the passageway just adjacent to the hold
around 0100.
Do you have a name for us?
Bradshaw.
Uh, thank you so much.
That was incredibly helpful.
Unless there's something else,
I would like to get back to my team.
Please, thank you.
Okay.
Bradshaw may have been the last person to see Wassner alive.
Okay, I'm checking the list of all the, uh,
after-hours watches that Master Chief Hughes gave us.
Anything?
I'm not seeing a Bradshaw on roving watch.
Okay, well, that part of the ship is restricted
to essential personnel only at that time.
So, there's no reason for Bradshaw to be there.
Exactly.
What if Bradshaw was following Wassner?
(SIGHS) All right. You know what?
Uh, find Master Chief Hughes
and have him get Bradshaw delivered to us.
(PHONE RINGS)
Agent Blye, what do you got?
KENSI: We have a potential suspect, sir.
Last name Bradshaw.
Seen in the same passageway as Wassner last night.
Already confirmed he was not on roving watch.
KILBRIDE: Great work.
And we've got something for you.
The autopsy isn't complete yet,
but I was able to talk the medical examiner
into sending over a report on the exterior of the body.
And?
Time of death between 2:00 and 3:00 a.m.
Ligature marks around the neck, which overlay a faint,
ovoid bruising pattern.
Wait, so he didn't die from being hanged?
KILBRIDE: No, he died with someone's hands around his throat.
(SIGHS)
Petty Officer Dennis Bradshaw.
Home of record: Morris, Alabama,
where his wife still resides.
KENSI: Financials?
Uh, checking account with his wife,
but he also has a separate account with $50,000 in it.
Safe to assume she has no clue.
FATIMA: Well, that's more than just saving for a rainy day.
No, all transactions in and out of that account were in cash.
Hmm, so they can't be traced. Could be illegal revenue.
Find Bradshaw right now.
Already on it, sir.
What else do we know about Petty Officer Bradshaw?
He was on leave three months ago.
His paperwork cites his address in Alabama,
but I'm not seeing any record of him flying there.
So, he didn't go home to visit his wife.
No, but his phone pinged multiple times
in San Pedro, California
at a business called The Brass Boot.
The Brass Boot is owned by Rondel Fryer,
former Navy, administrative discharge in 2010.
Any criminal history?
After his discharge, he got busy.
Investigated for tax evasion, fraud and money laundering
but no convictions.
Any connections past or present to foreign entities?
Funny you should ask. I am seeing
incoming money transfers and frequent phone calls
from an individual in China, still pinpointing those.
KILBRIDE: Wassner's position as an electronics technician
gave him access to classified radar and ship system data.
Maybe Bradshaw was selling Wassner's intel
to this Rondel guy,
somehow the deal went bad,
and then Bradshaw confronted Wassner.
Uh-huh. Well, that tracks with
a heat-of-the-moment strangulation.
If Bradshaw was leaking Wassner's data
to a civilian with ties to China...
Then the integrity of our Navy could be compromised.
Keep tracing those calls, Agent Dahr,
and send Deeks and Rountree to that, uh, Brass Boot.
- You got it. Oh. - (TABLET CHIRPS)
- Oh? - Uh...
Rondel has three handguns and several long guns
registered in his name.
And he's a semipro MMA fighter.
KILBRIDE: How far out is Agent Hanna from that location?
15 minutes, same as Deeks and Rountree.
Send him, too. Day off be damned.
Yes, sir.
What'd you put for question eight?
You're still on eight?
I'm taking my time with this.
(SCOFFS) Yeah, right.
Did you put C?
- I'm not telling you. - Why not?
Because you can't cheat.
(CHUCKLES) This isn't a test.
- Oh, trust me, this is a test. - Come on, show me what you put.
- Show me what you put! - No. Get lost.
- Okay, fine. - Yeah.
But just so we're clear, you know,
if we can't share on something like this...
(GASPS)
D? You put D?
Just give it to me.
What, is it a Russian thing?
(ANNA LAUGHS)
(ENGINE TURNS OFF)
I see you made it to work.
Where's Deeks?
Got called away to a deposition.
- Kilbride knows. - Okay.
How's your day been with the first
future woman president of America?
Sequestered away in her room working on a paper.
- Tolerating me at best. - (CHUCKLES)
- She's probably just focused. - You know what?
I remember when Jordan was her age,
- and I used to... - Let's check it out.
(MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY)
(GROANS) Place needs a sweep, but I'd have a drink here.
I wouldn't.
(SCOFFS)
Sorry, gents, we don't open till 5:00 p.m.
Federal agents.
(SIGHS)
♪ ♪
(TIRES SQUEAL)
Don't make me shoot you!
(BOTH PANTING)
(ENGINE REVS)
Nice moves.
Thanks.
Should've thrown in a kong vault, though.
You know what I mean? Maybe a dash.
(SIGHS HEAVILY)
All right.
Point taken. Let's go.
Oh! Um, everything okay in here?
Yes. Perfect.
- How did we make out on the... - CALLEN: All done.
And this was, uh... this was very helpful.
Super helpful. Thank you. It was great.
We got a thing we got to get to, and we're kind of late, so...
Thanks, we'll be in touch.
CALLEN: Thank you.
Okay.
Oh, there you are, I've been looking for you.
Where's Bradshaw?
He was in some kind of heavy machinery accident
up on the flight deck.
He was rushed to the trauma room in the sick bay.
Is he conscious?
I'm not sure what state he's in.
- Okay, we'll find out. Thank you. - Thanks.
SAM: Sit down.
Why would you run from federal agents?
What do you guys got going on in here?
I thought you were the IRS coming to harass me again.
We tried to tell you we're NCIS.
Has this man been in here?
I'm not at liberty to say.
That's a yes.
He's been selling you classified Navy intel.
Classified intel?
- SAM: Yeah. - That's ridiculous, no.
Either you tell me something I don't know
or the two of you are gonna spend a lot of time in prison together
for the murder of a Navy petty officer.
- Murder? - Murder.
Okay.
(SIGHS)
This isn't just a bar.
There's a room in the back that I run
as a private club and safe space.
Safe for who?
Mostly military guys,
some higher profile Hollywood types.
People who don't want their private lives
to affect their careers.
What are you talking about?
Different generation, kid.
Not quite as accepting as you X, Y, Z's.
SAM: Hmm.
Like a gay speakeasy?
I prefer to think of myself as more of a guardian angel
than an emcee,
but sure.
Come on, man, it's 2023.
Why not just go to a gay bar?
Well, times have changed but not for everyone.
Maybe you're less likely to get beaten in the streets,
but how many gay global action stars
do you see starring in Hollywood movies?
Hmm.
Fair point.
Okay, then if you're not working with Bradshaw,
then what's up with the phone calls
and the financial transactions coming out of China?
Coming out of Chi...
(SIGHS) My twin brother teaches English in China.
I-I gave him a loan to help him through a rough patch.
He wires me money to pay me back every month.
L-Look, I didn't kill anyone.
All I'm trying to do here
is let some people be who they are
without any judgment.
Rondel does, in fact, have a twin,
Brian Fryer, who lives in China teaching English.
And despite his history with the IRS,
The Brass Boot is completely aboveboard.
If Bradshaw is gay,
maybe he and Wassner were having an affair.
And then one of them threatens to come out
before the other is ready.
And there's a fight, and Bradshaw strangles Wassner.
(PHONE RINGS)
Kensi?
FATIMA: No, it's Fatima.
Hughes said Bradshaw was injured
on the flight deck, and now he's in the sick bay.
Kensi's trying to figure out what happened.
Well, that sounds awfully coincidental.
Do you have witnesses?
No, we don't know yet.
Petty Officer Dennis Bradshaw.
He was hurt in the flight deck accident.
Hold on, looks like we're getting some bad news.
I'm gonna put you on speaker.
- (PHONE BEEPS) - So, was Bradshaw killed?
No. He's not even hurt.
Sick bay is empty. There was no accident at all.
- What? - Master Chief Hughes lied to us.
- Okay, why would he do that? - (SIGHS)
He's protecting Bradshaw.
But that only makes sense if...
Hughes and Bradshaw are working together.
Find them.
Okay, so, we know that Bradshaw is gay,
and that Hughes lied to protect him.
Is it possible...
That they're a couple?
I don't see why not.
But where does Wassner factor into all of this?
Well, maybe he knew about the relationship,
and he threatened to out them.
(KNOCKING)
BRADSHAW: Jalen! Jalen, open the door!
- (KNOCKING) - Jalen!
- Move! - Jalen, open the door!
- Jalen! - FATIMA: Bradshaw.
Please, please help him. Please.
Does he have a weapon?
Yeah, a gun. He's gonna hurt himself.
- Please help him. - Okay, okay.
- Okay. - (KNOCKING)
Master Chief Hughes, it's NCIS.
We're gonna come in, okay?
Master Chief Hughes.
Will you please hand me the gun?
BRADSHAW: Jalen.
Jalen, I love you.
Don't do this.
I didn't mean to hurt Wassner.
It was an accident.
- It was an accident. - Okay.
Okay.
Too many years living in shame.
You couldn't hold it all back forever.
(CRIES)
I am so...
...tired.
♪ ♪
I'm sorry.
(CRYING)
I'm sorry.
(CRYING)
DEEKS: According to Bradshaw, there was no indication
that Wassner was gonna tell anybody that they were gay.
He just got scared when Master Chief Hughes
tried to bribe him with a recommendation for a promotion.
He wanted to report the bribe, now he's dead.
I guess I understand the complexity
of not being out on the ship,
but... thank you...
you'd think they'd be able to be honest with their own family.
Sometimes the hardest people to talk to are family.
Well, now that you mention it, that's absolutely true.
Exhibit A: Roberta Deeks.
(SCOFFS)
ROUNTREE: Yeah.
My little sister's my only family,
and I know she don't tell me everything.
- Hmm. - And vice versa.
You know, it's...
Even when you want to, I think it's human nature.
- Yeah. - ROUNTREE: It's mind-blowing.
You know?
That Master Chief Hughes would go as far
as trying to use a promotion in order to keep Wassner quiet
about seeing him kiss another guy.
Doesn't make sense.
KILBRIDE: 1991.
That's the year that Hughes enlisted.
20 years between then
and the end of "Don't Ask, Don't Tell."
You have any idea how many servicemen were beaten,
assaulted,
killed during that time?
I don't 'cause that didn't get reported.
But somewhere north of 100,000 got discharged.
- Hughes is from a different time. - Yeah.
I, uh...
I don't very often find a reason
to compliment the younger generation,
but one of the few things you all got right was
that you're not afraid of someone
just because they're different than you.
Might not understand them, but you're not afraid of them.
Hmm.
Yeah, I don't know, Deeks still freaks me out a little bit.
(SOFT LAUGHTER)
Wow, way to kill a moment.
Exceptions to every rule.
♪ ♪
- KAMRAN: Hey. - Hey.
There's a meatloaf in the oven for you.
You made dinner?
Yeah.
Smells good. Thanks.
How's the paper going?
It's going, I think.
- I don't know. - (SCOFFS)
You know, I had always hoped that...
me and your mom created an empathetic environment
for you and Aiden.
Wanted to make sure you never felt like
our compassion was conditional.
Yeah, of course.
What brought this on?
You're gonna really make me do this?
Do what?
Kam?
Dad?
(CHUCKLES)
I already knew that you broke up with Josh,
and that you were seeing someone else.
And that someone else might be a woman.
(SIGHS)
Did Aiden tell you?
You told Aiden before me?
I didn't tell him, he kind of just found out.
Kam, you know I would never turn my back on you,
no matter what.
- I got you. - I know that.
- So, why didn't you tell me? - It's not that simple.
I liked the guys I dated before, I think.
A-And I'm with a woman now, so it's different.
And that doesn't mean I'll never have feelings for a guy again,
or maybe it does, I don't know.
(TAKES DEEP BREATH)
I didn't want to tell you until I figured it out for me.
♪ ♪
Kam, you're smart, you're beautiful.
You're caring, you're courageous.
You're outspoken.
And who you date is never gonna change any of that.
You'll always be the Kam I love.
Come here.
I love you. Love you, too.
All that matters is that you're happy.
Does she make you happy?
Yes. She does.
What's her name?
- Riley. - Riley.
Well, does this Riley have a 4.0 GPA,
work with multiple charities
and have a prestigious internship
lined up for the summer?
I wouldn't settle for anything less.
Ride or die.
Forever.
(SIGHS HEAVILY)
- You hungry, right? - Yes.
Okay, I'll get you some meatloaf.
Thank you.
♪ ♪
(SIGHS)