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Moving up into Tree Pose.
And breathe...
into your sacral chakra.
Oh, come on, come on.
Seriously?
Thanks. Everything all right?
Well, it says $1,800 a month for a 330 square foot
bachelor apartment-- not even in a great area.
Sounds about right.
I went through the same sticker shock
when I was looking for a new apartment, Nick.
Thought you liked living at The Oakhurst.
I do, but my Temporary Quarters Allowance
is up this month. I have to find a place
that I can actually afford now.
Well, anything nice is expensive. Trust me.
When I was in Buenos Aires I had this 2,000 square foot
one-bedroom apartment.
Amazing view of the city, pool, gym.
Ask me how much it cost.
How much was it?
6,000 pesos.
That's 400 U.S. dollars.
Oh.
Welcome back to reality.
Marine sergeant fell
from the roof of her apartment building.
Suicide?
The cops think we should check it out.
She's in critical condition at Walter Reed.
Quinn and I are going there.
McGee, take them, process the building.
All right. Victim is Sergeant Hill.
Lived in the fifth floor apartment with her sister.
Sister here? No.
She was at work. Metro PD notified her.
Bishop, we're gonna need access to the roof.
On it.
So, um, what do you want me to do, boss?
Talk to those yoga ladies?
See if they saw anything? Cool.
No, no, no.
Actually, Metro PD talked to them already.
They didn't see anything.
All right, let's go.
Still adjusting?
Wear it when Gibbs is around.
Yeah.
After you, ma'am.
Right this way.
We can take the elevator.
All right. Here we go.
So how many people have access to the roof?
Well, all the tenants have keys.
Gets used a lot in the summer.
Did you see Sergeant Hill this morning?
No. I was working in the basement
when I heard the sirens.
I couldn't believe it when I came outside.
Did you know her?
Not well.
She moved back in
with her sister last month.
But I'd see her come and go and say “hi”.
That's about it.
Hey, McGee.
This is definitely the spot.
Come here, take a look.
You know what? That's all right; I believe you.
Well, it doesn't look like anyone could have seen
from any of the surrounding buildings.
Is this camera operable?
Yeah, it is.
And there's others in the building.
I installed them.
There are multiple fractures; intracranial hemorrhage,
cerebral damage.
Injuries to the liver, spleen, lungs.
What's the prognosis?
Well, there's always a possibility
she could regain consciousness,
but I doubt it. If she does,
there'd be serious, irreversible damage.
Okay. You'll let us know if there's a change.
Certainly.
Thanks.
The sister's a wreck.
There's no point
- Yeah. - in asking questions now.
We'll come back.
Hello, Doc.
You're here because of Sergeant Hill.
She's my patient.
Hi. Special Agent Alex Quinn.
Oh. New member of Team Gibbs.
Grace Confalone.
How long have you been treating Sergeant Hill?
For the last month.
Was she sick?
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
This doctor is a psychiatrist.
Was she, uh, depressed?
Give me a break, Popeye. I'd love to help you,
but you know I can't give you any information
without my patient's permission.
Uh, how do you two know each other?
We worked on a case together.
Very tough patient. Doc.
Can you give us something?
I really shouldn't tell you this,
but you should investigate this as an attempted murder.
McGEE: Sergeant Erin Kendall Hill was born and raised
in Falls Church, Virginia.
Both her parents were killed in a car accident
when she was nine years old.
She went to live with her older sister, Devon, here in D.C.
And she joined the Marines right out of high school.
She was in boot camp at Parris Island.
School of Infantry at Camp Geiger.
Female Engagement Team Training during two tours in Afghanistan.
Purple Heart.
Bronze star with a combat “V”.
For “disregarding her own safety, Sergeant Hill shielded
“the casualties with her own body as large chunks of shrapnel
began flying through the air from the burning vehicle.”
Seems like a perfect candidate for Post Traumatic Stress.
She's new, Gibbs, but you have her well-trained.
What's next?
You gonna take me downstairs
to your torture room and try
to squeeze something out of me?
Sure. What's your preference, Doc?
A little waterboard?
A little bamboo under the fingernail?
Come on, Doc.
You're the one who dangled the carrot.
Erin is my patient, obviously she has issues.
If I was looking into what happened,
suicide wouldn't be the first road I'd go down.
That's all I'm telling you.
Nice to meet you, Alex.
Agent McGee.
Get started.
Well, Sergeant Hill was presently stationed at Quantico.
Quinn and I are going to go talk to her company commander.
Go.
You know, if two brothers lived in this apartment,
this place would be a pigsty.
I hear ya.
I've got three brothers.
I haven't found a note.
It's not looking like a suicide.
You know, this isn't a bad neighborhood, huh?
I mean, it's pretty close to the Naval Yard, too.
How much do you think an apartment in this area would cost?
I don't know. I'll give you the name
of my real estate agent.
Why'd you move?
Got divorced.
Maybe you can, uh, fill me in
on this whole District dating scene.
Not really.
It's not my thing.
Hey, Bishop.
Are these, uh, Marine-issued underwear?
Okay. Let's respect Sergeant Hill's privacy.
I will take the bedroom.
Works for me.
Find anything else, other than these?
Yeah.
She likes watches.
So... you ever been married?
Not really.
What's that mean?
Hey.
Found her phone.
Yeah, she missed a call
at 7:42 a.m. this morning.
Just minutes before she fell.
It's an international country code of 93...
It's Afghanistan.
Uh, here you go. Downloaded the building's
security recordings from the past 24 hours.
Thanks, man. Hey. No problem.
Listen, there's an apartment for rent
available in this building.
Uh...
I'm kind of interested in it. Oh, yeah.
I'm-I'm just maintenance.
Yeah, you have to talk to the leasing agent.
Okay, could you at least show it to me?
Just a couple of minutes, in and out?
Yeah.
Yeah, sure. Why not?
Cool. Come on.
Hey, I'll be back.
Do not solve
this case without me.
I'll be honest-- I'm not totally surprised.
Why is that?
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