NCIS: New Orleans

Ah...

Sir? Are you okay, sir?

Hang on.

Hey.

I'm gonna go get you some help.

Come on, let's get back in your truck.

Come on, sit down. I'll get you some help.

All right, easy, now. Good.

Just hang in there. Breathe. Try and breathe.

Try and breathe.

911. What's your emergency?

911. Can you tell me what your emergency is?

Good morning, New Orleans.

Here's the international update.

Mardi Gras was just a few short weeks ago,

and the world has changed,

seemingly overnight.

Entire countries in Europe are shutting down,

while the governors of both California and New York

have enacted stay-at-home orders.

But still the virus shows no signs of stopping,

making those of us in New Orleans wonder, are we next?

Now, let's...

What kind of question is that? "Are we next?"

We're already in it.

You think the city's gonna shut down?

I think they don't have a choice.

We don't know what's gonna happen yet, Jasmine.

So it's just best to take precautions,

Yeah. I know.

wash your hands...

Don't touch my face.

And, uh, maybe stock up on some extra rice and beans

for that beautiful son of yours.

Oh, man. I got to go.

Work calling.

You've gotten through hard times before.

You're gonna get through this, too.

I wish we could be having this conversation

at a bar over negronis.

Well, I'm guessing

this is more of an official type of situation?

Just checking in.

Oh. Well, there's no "checking in"

on a secure video conference.

I'm deputy director now--

everything I do is considered secure--

but fair enough.

It's Van Cleef.

He's gone from NCIS.

No chance of him getting a position at DoD

or hurting any other women's careers.

Yep. All thanks to you.

So, what's the blowback?

No blowback.

Just want to make sure you're okay.

I'm fine.

I'm happy that that mess is behind me.

I'm looking forward to taking some time off.

You're taking vacation?

Yeah, Naomi's on spring break.

She's with her father in Southern Italy.

He's there on sabbatical for a year.

I'm gonna go meet them.

I was gonna take her to Paris, but...

I just want to get her home now.

When you're back...

let's get together and talk about your future.

You should be home packing.

I had to take a phone call first.

Deputy Director Scarborough.

Uh-huh.

They gave me the heads-up.

Yeah, it turns out my unofficial call was actually...

Kinda official?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah. Surprised?

That leadership was practicing some CYA after Van Cleef?

No. That... it was someone I knew? Yeah.

Yeah, well, Scarborough's good people.

She's a genuine fan of yours.

Yeah. There's an agenda-- I don't know what it is.

Anyway,

I-I got to go.

You sure it's safe to fly tonight?

No.

But Italy definitely isn't.

I got to bring Naomi home.

Whoa. Full-court press.

Suspicious death of a Lieutenant Paula Cooke

What do we got?

on a humanitarian ship.

Yeah, it's a mercy ship

run by an NGO called Eternal Hope.

They run missions to medical hotspots all around the world.

What's a Navy lieutenant doing

on a civilian ship?

Research.

Eternal Hope's missions have been

very successful over the years.

DoD tried to contract with them.

He sent Lieutenant Cooke to study their methods.

The Good Hope was on its way to Central America

when the pandemic hit.

It turned around to return here to offer support.

And Lieutenant Cooke?

Well, she went overboard.

Nobody knows how or why.

The ship's anchored at sea awaiting instructions.

Coast Guard's shorthanded, so they asked us to assist.

Okay. Why don't you take Gregorio

and go check it out.

Oh, you know what,

I can go with him instead.

Oh. That's sweet, pumpkin, but...

Carter here's not gonna deal with your seasickness

and inner ear issues like me.

So we're good.

Don't worry, Sebastian,

I'll take good care of your roommate.

I can take good care of myself.

Thank you.

Nice of you to offer.

Yeah, I know she hates boats.

I'm actually kind of relieved she didn't take me up on it.

All out of seasick patches, and I'm terrified to go

in any pharmacy right now.

Or anywhere.

I sound really paranoid, right?

Actually, you sound less paranoid than normal,

considering what's been on the news.

You need to be prepared.

Yeah, well, luckily, I've been preparing

for an event like this my whole life.

Isn't that your hurricane kit?

Yeah.

But I added a face shield, masks, gloves.

Now it is a pandemic kit.

Made one for each of us.

Oh, well, thank you. Nice.

You might want to think about getting one to Loretta,

sooner rather than later.

It's done and done.

Thank you.

Any room at the inn?

Not enough, Roger.

Too bad.

Have another poor soul for you.

Male, 80s.

Was found in his apartment by the son.

You should be wearing a mask.

I've been wearing this for ten hours straight.

Hopefully not like that.

No, ma'am. Over the face, just like a professional.

Switching out at times?

Well, we only get one per shift.

But since I'm working a double...

Hold on.

Mm, here.

Take these.

I'll take one.

No, take them all, Roger.

You're on the front lines.

That's very nice of you. Can I get a hug?

How about a polite nod at six feet?

Come on.

We've both been through Katrina and came out on the other side.

We can survive this, too.

Wear the mask all the time, and I'll hug you on the other side.

All right, Doc.

Special Agents Gregorio and Carter.

Captain Granger. Welcome aboard.

Nancy McLane.

I'm the medical director for Eternal Hope.

In the interests of getting your ship moving again,

I say we get right to it.

Can you tell us about Lieutenant Cooke?

Well, no one knows exactly.

Night watchman saw something go into the water,

hit the MOB alarm.

I did CPR

when they got her back on deck,

but she was already gone.

Likely the jump killed her.

Jump? You think she killed herself?

Railing is four foot high.

Lieutenant Cooke was five foot four.

Accident seems unlikely.

Well, can you show us where she went overboard?

It's over here.

Who knows about her death?

We tried to keep what happened quiet as possible, but...

Nothing stays secret on a ship... for long.

Watchman said she went over about here.

About what time?

Little before midnight.

Why was she on deck that late?

No idea.

We were all in bed. She was supposed to be, too.

I agree.