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Come on.

Okay.

Everything all right? It is now.

Computer problems.

How'd you guess?

Excuse me, I need to get a new keyboard out of the supply room.

Sonny, you remember Major Catherine O'Malley of the Army Criminal

Division? How can I forget the woman who tried to have me reprimanded?

There are no hard feelings, of course.

Of course. That's because she's not the one with the letter of complaint in her

jacket.

Agent Estrada is coming off a very difficult case.

You know how it is. As a matter of fact, I don't.

I've never been kidnapped and strapped to a bomb.

So you heard about that? Frankly, I'm surprised to see Agent Estrada back at

work so soon after her ordeal. It was her choice to do so.

She loves her work.

Major O'Malley?

Hello again.

Hi. Uh, Major, might I add that we appreciate your professional courtesy

overlooking some unfortunate lapses in procedure during our investigation of

Crowley affair.

I'm glad you feel that way, Agent Coyle.

Because I have a favor to ask.

This is Valerie Mathen, a cadet at George Washington Military Academy.

The garrison.

Two weeks ago, just before the end of the academic quarter, she disappeared.

School officials believe she went AWOL.

I don't. Why not?

Valerie loves the garrison as much as I did when I was her age.

She wants nothing more than to excel there. It's her dream.

She wouldn't run away from anything.

She's my niece.

If she was having problems of any kind, she would have called me.

Something is wrong.

You must have looked into her disappearance yourself.

There's an institutional code of silence at the garrison that's nearly

impossible to crack.

No one will talk.

You think it's going to be easier for us?

I mean, at least you're in uniform. We're outsiders. That could be an

A new academic quarter is beginning in two days. The admissions officer is an

old trusted friend.

I'd like to get someone inside as a new cadet.

Undercover. Someone so obviously green that she won't arouse suspicion.

Someone like you.

This dream is real.

Take a look around, the truth will be revealed.

Ah, this dream is real.

See it with the heart and your mind will feel.

This dream is real.

See it with the heart and your mind will feel.

You want Jess to go undercover?

Okay, has anyone mentioned that I am not really an agent?

That's out of the question.

It's the only way we'll find out what happened. Jess doesn't have the training

or the resources. She's not capable of doing this. Send in one of your CID

officers. Okay, Brooke, I haven't actually said no yet.

I mean, if it's the only way.

I don't have any female officers who are young enough to pass for cadet.

Besides, even if I did, they wouldn't be able to hide their military training.

It's instinctive.

Jeff won't have that problem.

That's true.

Can you give us a moment, please?

I'll wait outside.

You really don't think I could do this? Jeff.

We're talking about full immersion into military culture.

Okay, but I'm not invading Iraq here. I mean, this is military school.

You can't handle it.

Well, we won't know until we try.

Look, Brooke, you brought me into the FBI because I was having visions about

missing people, but I've proven that I can do more than that.

I'm inclined to agree.

We're not dealing with a terrorist group or a crime family.

It's a military academy which receives substantial federal funding, which makes

it our jurisdiction.

Brooke, I can do this.

Briefer. Look, just get Jess prepared for her assignment.

I will make the necessary arrangements with Major O'Malley.

The garrison is a co -ed institution. Women make up 15 % of the student body.

Seniors are all officers.

Freshmen are privates, also known as sleeves.

You're required to remain in uniform at all times, salute officers, and follow

the commands of your upperclassmen.

You will serve them their food, clean their toilets.

And you're wondering why Valerie might have left? The point isn't humiliation.

It's to make you a soldier.

And no matter what, you never quit.

Never. Once you walk through those gates, you'll be stripped of everything

makes you an individual.

Bring it on.

That's the attitude.

There have been five training -related deaths at the garrison in the last

decade. Far more than any other military academy in the nation. All the victims

were first -year cadets.

So here it is. Looks like a cell phone, but it's professional comm gear.

Straight satellite line.

No phone interference, no signal failure.

I have high -level encryption.

It's impossible to tap. It's also got a GPS locator, so if you get into trouble,

we know where you are.

Cool. I'll get it in.

Search her room when you arrive.

It's your last chance.

This isn't about sleeping and dreaming, Jess.

I'm tougher than you think. I'll be fine.

Okay, let's look into those accidents, get the details. Thanks, Brooke. I've

only been a special agent for five years. That never would have occurred to

She's had a tough week.

for the George Washington Military Academy, the finest institution of its

in the nation. The book in your hand is the U .S. Corps of Cadet Manual of

Standard Operating Procedures.

Learn it.

Live it.

You will be given two opportunities each quarter to pass the Army's physical

fitness test.

Your first opportunity will be tomorrow at 0500 hours.

The minimum requirements are 53 sit -ups in two minutes, 66 push -ups in two

minutes, And a two -mile run in 15 minutes and 54 seconds.

If you do not pass this simple test each quarter, you will be separated.

All else will be dismembered and deboned.

Give me 40!

41. Push -up, cadet, now!

You too.

But I didn't do anything.

Drop!

Separation means expulsion.

You will address your superior officers as sir or ma 'am. Is that clear, cadet?

Yes. Yes, what?

Yes, ma 'am.

Report to your dormitories.

Did I relieve you, cadet?

You're still only 30.

Yes, ma 'am.

Is that a smile on your face?

No one cares what amuses you, cadet.

Now give me another 40!

Don't ever talk to me again.

Well, this was definitely more fun in my old school.

The best part about getting a new roommate at USC was going through her

seeing which ones I could wear.

Yeah, I can see how the magic might be missing. I'm just lost, Annie. I'm

Brittany Morris. Hi.

So you went to USC?

University of Spoiled Children.

Full ride.

So how'd you get here?

Well, too many parties, too many boys.

I only lasted a semester.

You got kicked out for partying?

On the contrary.

They got thrown out.

I got sick of watching people waste their lives.

I wanted to do something meaningful with mine.

So I quit and came here.

Seriously, though, if there's anything you need to know, I have been here a

whole semester.

I know it all.

Thanks. So do you have any friends or family who go here?

No, no, but I heard of a friend of a friend who went here.

I think Valerie Matthews? No, I don't know her.

Oh, um, there was a Valerie Mathis.

Was? Yeah.

I haven't seen her around lately.

I hear she went AWOL, but, uh, who knows?

What, she just left?

I guess so.

Not really a surprise.

Valerie was average.

She struggled.

More expected to excel here.

You know how it is.

Yes, absolutely.

Actually, the military term is...

Hoo -ah.

Hoo -ah.

No, no, no. You have to belt it out.

Hoo -ah.

Hoo -ah.

I think you're going to be a natural.

If it were up to me, I'd say yes right now, but I have to run these numbers

the credit manager.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Very delicate moment in the deal.

Bureau still driving forward? I'd love to get a crack at your fleet.

You don't seem very concerned about your daughter's disappearance, Mrs. Mathis.

I was.

For a dozen times she ran away from home.

Guess what? You can get used to anything.

Major O'Malley doesn't think she ran away.

Kathy can imagine that her favorite niece might run out on her too, but when

things get tough, my daughter takes off.

Like mother, like daughter.

Have you heard from Valerie lately?

Not in the last few days, but before that she had so much to complain about I

couldn't get her off the phone.

What were her complaints?

Oh. It's too tough. I'm not making it.

I'm not strong enough. I'm not fast enough. I'm letting down the platoon.

I said, honey, you're not happy. You should quit.

Major O'Malley seemed to believe that Valerie was thriving at the garrison.

Valerie wouldn't say anything that might disappoint her idol. Valerie would have

joined the Foreign Legion if she thought her aunt would approve.

I wish Valerie cared as much about what I felt.

Maybe it works both ways.

I love my daughter, Agent Hazlitt. I want her to be happy.

But she's an adult now, and she makes her own choices, whether I agree with

or not.

If leaving the garrison makes her happy, I'm not going to run panicking to the

FBI to drag her back.

Well, if you hear from Valerie, be sure to let us know.

Wake up. On your feet. Fitness test. 0500 hours. Remember?

You don't want to be late.

Hurry!

For reasons I will never understand,

you plebes will be given two opportunities to pass this test.

Fail twice and you will be separated.

Is that clear?

Yes, ma 'am! What?

Private Mastroianni, what time does this test begin?

0500 hours, ma 'am. That was 30 seconds ago.

Private Mastroianni, fail!

You take the second test tomorrow.

On the ground for push -ups, 66 in two minutes. Drop!

You too.

Just because you fail doesn't excuse you from the activity.

Now drop!

You okay?

Yeah, I was just lost in thought.

Anything you want to talk about?

No.

Who's that?

Minita Alcala. The worst cadet in the academy.

She's already failed this test once.

She fails it again, she's out. She'll actually be doing her bosom a favor.

She's dragging everyone down.

65!

66!

Congratulations, Private Alcala. You're still a cadet.

For now.

All right, let's line up for the...

That was really great.

Thanks. I know you'll pass tomorrow.

If you need any help getting up, just let me know. Okay.

Two -mile run in 15 minutes and 54 seconds.

Nightmares?

It's stress.

I used to get them all the time when I first came here.

I couldn't say sir.

I kept saying cornflakes instead.

Hey, what's that?

Jess, you shouldn't go outside without your uniform.

What are you doing in the corridor out of uniform?

Going to the bathroom, sir. She's new, sir. She doesn't know the rules yet,

Oh, I understand.

I understand that a mistake in the field could get you and your platoon killed.

Put on your uniform and report to the latrine.

Polish every toilet, faucet, and tile until they shine. Is that understood,

plebe? Yes, sir.

What do you think they were doing?

I don't think, and neither should you, unless you want to clean toilets the

whole time you're here.

Speaking of which, you better get going.

You missed the spot.

Jess?

Can you tell?

Amazing. The yucks and cows can tell exactly which stains are permanent.

Yucks and cows?

Sophomores and juniors.

Better make the porcelain shine.

You're kind of peppy about scut work.

I don't mind latrine duty.

Easier than memorizing the manual of standard procedures.

What are you in for?

You mean after only one day in the garrison?

I don't know.

Cadets who are struggling, like you and me, they're the ones with souls.

They all end up scrubbing floors sooner or later.

Like Juanita?

She's a regular here, yeah.

And, uh, Valerie Mathis?

She lived in this latrine.

Don't you have trouble memorizing the manual, too?

No, she could recite every word.

Her problem was physical.

She didn't have the strength.

Good work, Grover.

I have to see you're not completely useless.

Thank you, sir.

You're dismissed.

Get to your room.

Oh, where are you going, please?

To my room, sir, like you said.

Sir. I released Rovner because he completed his duty satisfactorily.

You have not.

Sir?

I see filth everywhere, Private.

Why is that?

Because I did a poor job, sir.

I'll do it better this time.

Sir.

What happened?

They watched you really closely here.

Look, I found out that Valerie Mathis was struggling.

In my dream, she was getting hit by stones.

And so was this other kid I had, Juanita Alcala.

Find our call and make sure she's okay. Are you calling your mom to come take

you home?

No, sir.

Too bad.

That's one call I would have allowed.

Jeff?

Looks like you got some more garbage coming up there.

I lost her.

Another cadet came in. The line went dead. I couldn't get it back. She's got

lifeline. Hopefully she isn't compromised.

Did she have time to tell anyone? She just confirmed what Valerie's mother

which is a different picture than what Major O'Malley painted.

Valerie just might have dropped out. Jess thinks another cadet, Juanita

might be in danger.

Why don't you watch where you're going? Just go away.

I examined the autopsy reports.

All five cadets died in training accidents.

The most recent being two years ago. He died of exertional heat illness.

They sent him on a long march wearing full battle dress with a 40 -pound pack

on. His body temperature shot up.

The other cadets were equipped and dressed the same. So why was he the only

who died?

Well, a few weeks earlier, he had collapsed during an army fitness test.

So he was prone to heat exhaustion.

That means the last training exercise was either a suicide or a homicide.

You still want to keep Jess in there?

Alcala, is she missing?

Well, it wasn't in the Garrison Ross report. I get them every day.

We need to meet Jess in.

Sergeant Dolan here.

See you then. Thank you. Bye.

Fifty -one.

Fifty -two. Come on. Six more seconds.

Fifty -three.

Come on.

Fifty -four.

Two more. Fifty -five.

You okay?

Come on.

Here.

Will these kids fail the fitness test too? Of course not.

But we stick together.

If you fail the test, we take it again.

Looking for someone?

Juanita.

I'm surprised she's not here.

Maybe she finally decides to quit.

It's not an option.

Valerie Mathis died from severe internal injuries consistent with the big fall.

Academy officials believe that she was practicing night maneuvers that she'd

failed before.

Any signs of foul play? No, but plenty of signs of stupidity. You want to

clarify that?

The ME says she had two broken toes that predate the fall by at least a week.

She shouldn't have been running. Certainly not at night alone with a full

on. Valerie was a soldier.

She was trained to push herself beyond her limits.

Lacey died doing what she loved.

Thank you for finding out what happened.

Why didn't you tell her Valerie was having such a hard time at the academy?

She's dead, hard time or not. All the cadets that died were struggling.

You'd think their deaths wouldn't be related to performance.

Cadets who fall behind try harder. They push themselves. They're more likely to

have accidents.

Like Valerie?

And now Juanita Alcala.

The garrison admits she's missing. It just came up on their roster report.

One too many to be a coincidence.

I want Jess out of there while we investigate.

We are investigating.

Jess can come out any time she wants.

Just try and make contact with her.

Private Mastroianni.

You've had a busy day.

You found a missing cadet.

Then you've been asking about another cadet, Juanita Alcala.

You think she might be AWOL, too?

Yes, ma 'am. Well, there are two things you didn't do.

You didn't pass your second physical fitness test. There were extenuating

circumstances. Are you arguing with me, plebe?

No, ma 'am. The second thing you didn't do was notify me the instant you thought

Private Alcala was gone.

That's the same as covering up her transgression.

It's an honor code violation also caused for immediate separation.

You are one colossal failure, aren't you?

Aren't you?

Yes, ma 'am.

But you're still here.

Do you know why?

I want you to stand at attention and hold your salute until I come back to

the answer.

Move a muscle.

And it'll be the last thing you do as a cadet.

Having trouble staying awake?

Alfie got me one of these Swedish pillows that's supposed to be great for

back. It's like sleeping on a rock.

Going back to a real pillow tonight.

Listen,

sonny. A few years ago, I went to ask a guy a couple of routine questions.

I turned my back on him for a second, and he shot me.

I became his hostage.

It took about six hours for negotiators to convince him to surrender.

And I nearly bled to death.

But after that, any loud noise terrified me.

Actually, any noise at all.

Well, that's terrible, but I don't see what that has to do with me.

I hid my problem because I didn't want people to think that I was weak.

I finally got help.

The kind of help I think you need.

All I need is a decent pillow.

Sonny, I'm saying this as a friend, not your supervisor.

I can recommend a great counselor. This can stay just between you and me. I

missed a couple hours of sleep and all of a sudden you want to cart me off in a

straight jacket? It is no big deal.

I'm a landscape and design consultant, which is a fancy way of saying I dig

ditches and lay sprinklers for a living.

My wife's a seamstress, a hard worker.

But at the end of the month, there just isn't any money left over.

I understand what that's like, Mr. Alcala.

I'm betting you haven't had to send a kid to college.

We don't make enough to pay their tuition.

And we make too much to qualify for aid.

Garrison offered Juanita a full scholarship.

Does she want to be in the military?

She wants an education.

Staying in that school is a battle for her every day.

Academically, it's not a problem.

But physically, she barely cuts it.

Maybe she finally gave up.

You don't know my daughter, Agent Haslett.

The harder they make it for her, the more determined she is to beat them.

And she does.

Barely.

Everybody has a breaking point, sir.

The only way my daughter would leave that school is if they dragged her out.

And I guarantee you there'd be claw marks on the walls.

What did you do to Frost Dolan?

I found Valerie Mathis, and I told her that Juanita Alcala was missing.

I mean, you would think that Dolan would be more interested in figuring out what

was going on than torturing me.

All right, so what is going on?

Well, I don't know, but don't you find it odd that two cadets who are both

struggling here have disappeared?

Valerie didn't disappear.

She fell off a cliff.

And Juanita probably ran to avoid the humiliation of being separated.

I guess.

I don't know why you brought me here. I need to get back to my family. You

haven't told me everything you know.

I resent that implication.

Valerie disappeared in the middle of the night and was found dead with field

equipment on.

Now, Juanita Alcala has disappeared at night, too. What's the connection?

I don't know. I think you do know.

I think there's hazing going on. The garrison is not a fraternity. They do

haze. Five cadets have died in the last decade. Valerie was number six.

All of them were struggling just to meet the school's minimum requirements. Now

another cadet has gone missing.

And she fits the same profile.

If you know what's going on and you don't tell me, you are no better than

Valerie's killers.

Maybe... Maybe

it's the night march.

It can be pretty tough on some fleets.

What is the night march?

A rite of passage at the garrison that goes back a century.

And you never thought of mentioning this before? I went through it. Every cadet

does.

You try to avoid capture. It's how you earn your stripes within your platoon.

But if somebody was trying to get rid of a fleet, it

would be the perfect time.

Now my partner is in danger, Major O'Malley.

You are one of us.

Get dressed.

What's going on? Relax.

It's the night march.

The object is to evade the enemy and make it back alive.

Everyone does it.

Like an initiation?

It's more than that.

It's a blast.

Plus, when you're done, you'll be really proud of yourself and a member of the

platoon.

Come on.

Private Mastroianni, do you have permission to be outside of your room?

Yes.

Yes.

No.

They made me march.

Oh.

Who did, Private?

The other cadets there.

They chased me. I think they wanted me to fall.

Well, yeah, they do.

We all do.

My grandfather died in Korea.

My brother in Iraq.

They were upholding the honor and tradition of the garrison.

So what?

So when you're in some desert or jungle fighting for your country, you need to

know that the guy next to you is the best damn soldier he can be.

Your life depends on it.

I'm doing what my older brothers did before me, making sure that the cadets

come out of here are the best. By murdering any cadet that doesn't live up

your standards?

It's not such a thing as murder in a war.

This isn't a war.

The only way to guarantee peace is to prepare for war. That's what we do here.

What does that have to do with murdering students? We didn't murder anybody.

They killed themselves.

We gave them the chance to quit.

They died because they stayed, because they were too stupid or too weak to make

it.

Valerie fell on her own. Nobody pushed her.

And what about me?

You're gonna need a push.

Please, don't hurt me. I was just going to collect your cart.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Juanita, it's me.

I know you.

The new plebe.

What are you doing here?

I've been running all night.

They took me on the night march.

Like you and Valerie.

Valerie's dead, isn't she?

Yeah.

And we would be too if they catch us. We gotta get out of here.

I can't walk. I think I broke my ankle.

Okay, lean on me. We gotta get as far away from the garrison as we can. We're

not running away. We're going back.

Look, there are people back there trying to kill us.

They've done everything to run me out and I wouldn't go. You want to run,

fine, but there's only one place I'm going.

Even if I have to crawl.

Hey!

You mean who, uh... Who, uh... Ow!

Ow!

Ow! Ow!

Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!

Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!

Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!

Ow!

Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!

Ow! Ow! Ow!

Ow! Ow!

I'm not gonna lose you.

Come on.

Hey!

So good to see you.

You're in with him?

Go big or go home.

You gotta be committed.

We've been looking for you.

I evaded you.

Yeah, well, until now.

This is where it ends.

What do you mean, where it ends?

I won.

I beat you.

You're weak.

Like Valerie Mathis?

She didn't measure up.

Oh, that's right. Kind of like you, too. I passed every test.

I even eluded you on the night march.

Barely passing doesn't cut it, please.

See, if people like you graduate and enter the service, you lower the

credibility of the garrison and weaken the strength of the military.

Do you really think that after Valerie, anyone is going to believe another

accident?

They won't need to.

Juanita couldn't hack it, so she deserted.

You found her and she killed you.

Oh, she also led Valerie off the cliff out of envy and resentment.

Pretty sick psycho stuff.

It's all in her diary.

Or it will be.

Maybe you could justify Valerie to yourselves.

Like her death somehow proves that she couldn't cut it, but this is an

execution.

How does this help the cause of honor and duty? We're doing what she should

done. She should have quit long ago.

A soldier never quits.

Juanita is what this academy is about. She faced her weaknesses and she won.

didn't quit.

She never will because she's a soldier.

I understand why we had to do it, Major.

To protect the garrison.

You are a disgrace to this academy and everything the military stands for.

You look good in fatigues.

Come with me, Juanita.

Sonny.

Thank you.

See you.