NCIS

287 Mother,

position and hold on deck.

287, position and hold.

302 Mother, come around to heading 080.

302 Mother.

302, please ident.

Sir, we may have something brewing.

Who is it?

Weeks. On a post-maintenance check flight.

She's gone wandering.

What is she doing way out there?

Don't know, sir. She's nonresponsive.

302 Mother.

Weeks, are you there?

305 Mother,

we have a situation here.

Need you to vector to 230

and check on Weeks.

Negative.

I don't have the fuel to get out there and back.

Garcia, what's her heading?

Bearing 260. Speed,

700 knots. Altitude,

18,000 and descending.

Descending?

Weeks, Mother.

Switch to guard freq

and squawk if you hear me.

Flight deck in starboard.

Rescue and assistance teams to the ready room.

Flight deck, prepare the starboard.

Rescue and assistance teams to the ready room.

Commander, we may have an unconscious pilot up there.

Heading? East-southeast.

Altitude 8,000 and dropping.

She'll hit the mainland in 90 seconds.

Weeks? Commander May.

Need you to wake up, Lieutenant.

Sir, if she's hypoxic,

we should implement the White Knife protocol.

We're not shooting down my pilot.

Sir, we need to... Give it a minute.

Weeks, talk to me.

Sir, she will be over a population center

in 40 seconds.

- Weeks, talk to me. - Pull up.

- Pull up. - I'm sorry.

Rebecca! Pull up. Pull up.

Weeks, you there? Say again.

Sir.

We've lost radar contact.

Aircraft impacted the ocean.

She bail out? She eject?

No, sir.

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So the guy honks, and it's not even my fault,

but the ambulance-- he didn't even have his lights on.

Hmm. Yeah. Yeah?

That's it? That's all you're gonna give me?

That's a funny story, Tim.

All you give me is "yeah"?

You've said two words this morning.

Yeah, sorry, I got... I got a lot on my mind.

Hey, listen, I'm here if you want to talk.

I appreciate that, but, uh,

I don't really want to get into it, you know.

Besides, Bishop is, like, right there, so...

What did she do?

She didn't do anything.

I'm getting a vasectomy.

Oh. Oh, oh.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

No, don't be sorry. It's a good thing.

Getting surgery is a good thing?

Getting surgery down there...

I know where they do it, Nick.

And you still said yes? Yes.

Yeah, you know, Delilah and I decided

one set of twins is enough.

I mean, we-we had a scare last month, so...

Why can't she do it?

I would never ask her to do something like that.

So she said no, huh?

Decisively.

Damn. But what if they...

...like, snip on the wrong wire?

It's not a bomb, Nick.

Besides, there's no knives involved.

I chose the "no scalpel" option.

How are they gonna cut anything without a knife?

I'm not sure.

Science?

Bishop, grab your go bag.

F-18 went down in the Atlantic.

Helo's waiting.

Uh, where to?

The Franklin Roosevelt.

You two stay here, dig up all you can on the pilot.

Sir.

Lieutenant Rebecca Weeks.

Lieutenant Weeks was the best I had.

Brilliant pilot, highly decorated,

on a routine training mission on a perfect day for flying.

She wasn't able to eject? No, ma'am.

Any idea why?

She had to be suffering from hypoxia.

Lack of oxygen?

That's the only explanation that makes sense.

The onboard oxygen generating system malfunctions,

things can go south fast.

She make a distress call?

No, sir, but hypoxia can make a pilot become

disoriented, confused or unconscious.

We understand that she said "I'm sorry"

before the accident,

so she wasn't unconscious then. Correct.

Any other idea why she might have apologized?

I know what you're thinking, and I'll stop you right there.

She was not the type of person to commit suicide.

I didn't know suicide had a type.

We'll need the cockpit recording, Commander,

and the telemetry.

You got it.

Listen, Lieutenant Weeks was not just my pilot,

she was a family friend.

Anything you need, just ask.

Lieutenant Logan is Weeks' bunkmate.

She'll take you the rest of the way.

Yes, sir.

Thank you, Commander.

Follow me, please.

We're sorry about what happened.

Thank you, ma'am.

You have not been in your quarters

since the accident, Lieutenant?

No, sir. Orders were to wait until you arrived.

- Weeks, talk to me. - Pull up. Pull up.

I'm sorry.

Rebecca. Pull up. Pull...

That's it?

That's it.

14 seconds later, the F-18 hit the ocean.

Have they found the wreckage yet?

Still looking.

What are you sorry about, Lieutenant?

Maybe the dead guy in her bunk? Right.

What do we know about the victim?

Well, Petty Officer First Class

Fisher Patrick. 21 years old,

ship quartermaster.

Jimmy choppered him back to NCIS this morning.

Torres is talking to his mother now.

Any connection between him and Lieutenant Weeks?

Well, their duties didn't overlap,

so they wouldn't have crossed paths,

but they lived on the same ship, so it's possible

they knew each other. Oh, they knew each other.

They were dating.

His mom said they kept their relationship a secret.

Ah, because officers dating enlisted is prohibited.

So are we talking murder-suicide?

Or suicide-suicide.

Let's see what Palmer has to say.

He's done with the autopsy. Okay.

I know, but

swollen glands are completely normal.

I tell you what, just pump her full of fluids

and if she spikes above 103, just give me a call.

Yeah, love you.

Hey. Everything okay? Yeah, Victoria's running a fever,

and Breena's stressing out.

She just wants to make sure she's doing everything right.

You know? Yeah, I get it.

Good thing she's got a doctor on call, huh?

You guys ever-ever think about giving her a younger sibling?

You know, it's funny you mention that.

It's not like we're advertising it or anything,

but I think we're gonna try for one more

before I close up shop.

Good for you. That's great.

Let me ask you, uh, closing up shop--

is that as easy as, uh, doctors say?

You're thinking of doing it.

Well, no, I'm not just thinking about it,

I'm actually... I'm actually doing it.

Had a conversation with Torres earlier,

and it kind of made me fidgety.

Oh, don't listen to Torres. He probably read that clickbait

horror story online about the guy with the weird complication.

What-what guy with the weird complication?

I wouldn't look it up.

The point is male sterilization is simple, and it is safe.

I mean, you probably won't even miss a full day of work, Tim.

Oh, that's great. Great. Thank you, Jimmy.

Mm.

Um, when they say... they say no scalpel,

they mean no scalpel, right?

Oh, right. Yeah, yeah.

The doctors use a clamp and a needle