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Hey, hey, hey.

Calm down, calm down.

Look at me, look at me, look at me.

Look at me.

I'm not him, okay? All right?

He's over there.

- Is he dead? - He's unconscious.

He banged his head on the floor when I disarmed him.

Oh, my God, he cut me.

It's not your blood.

Colonel, maybe you should pass on the captain's mast.

Sorry I'm late, sir. I got caught on a call.

Remain standing, commander.

This won't take long.

Attention to orders.

"During a combat mission over the former Yugoslavia,

Lieutenant Commander Harmon Rabb Jr. Was flying escort

for an F-14 photo aircraft

when it was badly damaged by hostile antiaircraft fire.

To prevent his comrades from being captured or killed,

Commander Rabb, unhesitatingly and with consummate skill,

used his windscreen to push the aircraft

by use of its lowered tail hook, 12 miles to the sea,

where both pilot and RIO were rescued.

Commander Rabb's gallantry was in the finest tradition

of the Naval services and reflects great credit upon himself,

Naval Aviation and the United States Navy.

He is hereby awarded the Distinguished Flying Cross,

second award."

- Congratulations, commander. - Thank you, sir.

At ease.

Now, since you're not married and your mother's not present--

I'm damn sure unwilling.

--I'll ask the colonel to do the honours.

Gently, Marine.

Sir, I'm flattered.

I'm also a little confused.

I believe I requested no ceremony be conducted.

Yeah, I know. I ignored it.

Take a seat. I was just about to discuss your next case.

Last month, Marine Private William Clauson...

...allegedly assaulted a young woman outside a Norfolk nightspot.

Dragged her at knifepoint into a construction site.

- Attempted to rape her. - I'm familiar with the case, sir.

City councilman's daughter. Another Marine saved her, correct?

Corporal Keely Woods, sir.

You and the lieutenant will prosecute in Private Clauson's court-martial.

Yes, sir.

Now, for obvious reasons, the press has taken an acute interest.

Build your case carefully. Tighten every bolt.

Understood, sir.

Commander Mattoni, you have the thankless job

of defending the most unpopular Marine in Norfolk.

I accept the challenge, sir.

Colonel, you'll take on the defence of Petty Officer Richard Brindisi.

He was arrested in Norfolk by the U.S. Customs Canine Enforcement team

as he disembarked the destroyer USS Grace Hopper.

Charge is possession of marijuana.

Petty officer's maintaining his innocence.

Article 32 hearing has been convened.

Sir, might I request the prosecution on this one?

What, you see an easy score here, commander?

Not at all, sir.

Just an opportunity to lock horns with a worthy adversary.

Brumby, you give new meaning to the word "enthusiasm."

- Can I take that as a compliment, sir? - Please do.

Admiral, sir.

Sir, about the medal, I'd like to make it clear.

I do appreciate the honour.

I was just trying to avoid any references to my carrier activities

as a way of showing my renewed commitment to JAG, sir.

I'm happy. In fact, sir, I'm ecstatic.

I'll be rubbing shoulders once again

in what I consider to be the top JAG outfit in the military.

Clear to me. Anyone confused by the commander's feelings?

That will be all.

I'm overcompensating.

Yes, you are.

I just can't help feeling everybody's in the boat

and I'm being towed behind in the dinghy.

Could it be because you're the only one using nautical metaphors?

There's gonna be a period of adjustment for all of us.

My suggestion is don't push it. You know, let it happen.

We'll get the rhythm back.

Well, Brumby certainly dances to your beat.

By that you mean...?

He's still on your scent.

We're friends.

No man is interested in being friends with a woman who looks like you.

Well, except for me, of course.

Because, you know, I'm like a brother.

But anyway, to the point, you encourage him.

- How? - How?

He says he wants to lock horns with you, you smile.

Well, what should I have done? Ordered him to drop and give me 50?

You like him.

Look, you haven't been here in six months.

So the fine points of my relationship with anyone are lost on you.

And, you know, when it comes to my relationships,

you are not necessarily on a need-to-know basis.

Yes, ma'am.

Colonel, the corporal's testimony is essential to our case.

I understand, commander.

But the corporal is reserved by nature,

and the rescue of that girl has made him a media celebrity.

He's uncomfortable with the limelight.

You'll need to tread lightly, keep the press at bay.

I understand that, sir.

The problem we're facing is, with time constraint--

Look, I like this kid. He's got grit.

He was back to duty the day his stitches were removed.

His CO tells me he's developed faster than any Marine in his command.

Colonel Hegstetter, when you said he feels uncomfortable with the limelight--

He had to be talked into accepting his Navy-Marine Corps medal.

Something that big. Can you imagine?

Here's a guy who would rather wrestle with a knife-wielding rapist

than attend an award ceremony.

Sir, how are we to proceed if we encounter similar resistance?

Make no mistake.

I want Private Clauson's ass on toast.

Cut the corporal a mile of slack.

Work your magic.

Aye, aye, sir.

Georgetown's got the ball.

St. John's up by three.

Iverson's at the key. Baby's at the key.

No, no, no. He pulls up.

And it's good.

It's good.

Final seconds.

Taking it out to Iverson.

He got it.

Traffic in the middle, baby.

Allen Iverson doesn't use a hook shot.

He does now, sir.

It's a lost art.

Of course, there are those times when the lane's plugged, you can't get set.

It's all you have.

- You play, sir? - A little.

You wanna play one-on-one, sir?

Not today, corporal. Today, we talk.

I'm Lieutenant Commander Rabb. This is Lieutenant Roberts.

With Judge Advocate General's Corps.

- You want me to testify, right, sir? - We do.

Why, sir? The girl can tell you everything.

Well, we need an eyewitness. Otherwise, it's just word against word.

You're the legs of our case, corporal.

I can't handle this, sir.

I'll freeze up there.

Well, we could coach you on what to say, how to say it.

What about...?

I can't think of-- You know.

When the testimony's written down?

Affidavits aren't allowed. You have to appear.

I understand it's a challenge, corporal, but look at it this way.

If you fail to testify, Private Clauson could be acquitted.

How would you feel then?

I have to be at the motor pool in 11 minutes.

You should know, corporal, we can order you to appear

if necessary.

Not that we expect that to happen.

No, sir.

You expect me to get onboard, right, sir?

Just think about it, all right?

Aye, sir.

When are you off duty, corporal?

In two hours, sir.

Yeah, we'll come by the barracks then, all right?

Aye, sir.

That was quite the shot, sir.

Surprised the hell out of me too.

The defence moves to dismiss all charges, sir.

On what grounds, colonel?

There is no evidence.

The U.S. Customs lab lost it?

And no field test was performed.

Sir, the government can produce Gary Sharps,

the customs enforcement officer who took possession of the marijuana.

It's not marijuana if you can't prove it.

Refer to it as "substance" for the time being.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Sharps was alerted by the U.S. Customs' detector dog.

And then a search of the petty officer's gear

uncovered the substance,

which Mr. Sharps inspected and concluded to be marijuana.

The customs officer's testimony is unverifiable.

It's not only unfair to my client, but to the entire notion of due process.

Mr. Sharps has been seizing illegal shipments of drugs

for more than 18 years.

He knows marijuana when he sees it.

We're gonna need more than his opinion, commander.

Well, he qualities as an expert witness, sir.

According to the captain of the Grace Hopper,

Petty Officer Brindisi has been under suspicion for some time.

- Which proves nothing. - Colonel.

You'll get your chance to cross-examine.

But, sir--

I'm not gonna let you out the back door.

"Villalobos, Maclntire.

Saldudi, Moore.

Mare, Woods."

There it is, sir.

Marine.

Sir?

At ease.

This is Corporal Woods' bunk, yes?

- Yes, sir. - You know where he is?

No, sir. I think he left for the PX about an hour ago.

With all his gear.

Corporal Woods had no special liberty. He's UA.

Can you tell me why?

You're not assuming we had something to do with it.

He was here. You talked to him, he's gone.

Sir, we just gave it to him straight.

No pressure of any kind?

We told him to think about it, sir.

Now, sir, I also thought he had a right to know

we could order him to appear if necessary.

-That might have done it. - Sir--

And if so, the fault lies with the corporal.

Duty is an obligation, not an option.

He knows that.

On the other hand, this is a lousy way to get his record dinged.

I'll hold off reporting the incident.

Would you like a second crack at your witness?

Very much, sir.

He's from New Brunswick, New Jersey.

They usually go home.

When you find him, you tell him this.

I offer forgiveness only.

If he wants back, he'll have to prove he's the Marine we believe him to be.

Aye, aye, sir.

- Hi. - Hi.

I was around the corner at a pub, beat a bloke at darts.

So I spent my winnings on a couple of caesar salads.

I was actually in the middle of making dinner.

But I haven't opened the can yet, so come in.

Thanks.

First time I've gotten past the door. Must be living right.

I can't just take your salad and throw you out.

But don't get too comfortable. I'm working.

Well, actually, so am I.

You see, I was thinking, if you're inclined to ask for a deal

for Petty Officer Brindisi--

Let's say a bad conduct discharge with no confinement

or forfeiture of pay.

--I might be in a position to--

Weasel your way out of a weak case?

Oh, you're in evidentiary hell, commander.

It's not in the best interest of my client to give you a leg up.

Mac, your client has a history of suspicious behaviour.

Besides, I have two parties

that identified the substance as marijuana.

- Two? - Yeah.

The customs officer and the dog.

You're right. I need to meet this animal.

- Now, wait a minute-- - No.

My client has been falsely accused,

and it was this dog who sniffed him out.

So set it up for tomorrow.

- This is something that I would do. - Yeah, of course it is.

Blimey, I like our courtroom battles.

- You keep me sharp, Mac. - I don't know.

Bad strategy.

See, you're acknowledging my power.

Or making you overconfident.

Truth is, I admire the way you work.

Your tenacity and persistence.

That's what gives you your edge.

Yeah, all right.

In the interest of fairness,

I'll tell you what I like about the way you work.

You are able to distinguish between what you are

and what you do.

You're a snake in the courtroom, but nowhere else.

And when you lose,

you just shrug it off and you bounce back.

You know, you're also pretty creative.

That, I would dispute.

- But I have ways of compensating. - Yeah, like what?

My timing's pretty good.

I'll agree.

I enjoy the element of surprise.

Always works.

Mickey.

My first name. Is that a good sign?

I'm not ready for this.

I'm sorry.

That's all right.

Is it?

But the salad's awfully good.

How did you spell it again?

K-E-E-L-Y, W-O-O-D-S.

- What kind of a name is Keely? - I don't know, ma'am.

We're just looking for his home address.

Thought we had the right one, the people there didn't know who he was.

- When was he a student here? - Class of '93.

- I don't see it. - '92? '94?

No '92.

No '94.

There's no record of a Keely Woods ever attending Edison.

Maybe he changed his name.

His records indicate he was a varsity basketball player.

Do you have team photos anywhere?

On the wall.

I don't think Corporal Woods ever played basketball at this school, Bud.

How did we get ourselves talked into this?

You may not wanna deal with it right now, sir,

but even if we do track him down, won't he have a credibility problem?

Yeah, could be a records mistake.

It only happens a thousand times a year.

So where do we look now?

Well, he knew a lot about the Georgetown basketball team

of three years ago.

That's pretty specific.

Think he's from D.C., sir?

When we get back, I'm gonna check the college

and semipro rosters.

You take that photo of him around the city's top playgrounds.

- See if you can get an ID, huh? - Aye, aye, sir.

Might help to get into a game too.

I only play basketball on the computer, sir.

I wouldn't mention that, Bud.

Three hundred and six narcotics seizures.

That considered good?

Those are hall-of-fame stats, ma'am.

We're talking a street value of over 18 million.

- How long has Jingo been in service? - Since 1987.

- Well, he's getting up there, isn't he? - No, not really.

We're still using dogs that are two, three years older.

- Would you walk him around for me? - Yeah, sure.

Up, boy.

Good boy.

All right, let's check you out.

He doesn't do that with everyone, ma'am.

Why are his eyes cloudy?

- Cataracts. - That can't be good.

It's not his eyes that make him useful.

He can still sniff a rose petal in a pile of dung.

Thanks for the image.

- I appreciate you bringing him by. - You're welcome, ma'am.

- Cheers, mate. - Sure.

Let's go, boy.

Heel.

P-yew. What does he feed him?

I had to ride up in the elevator with him.

I thought I was gonna pass out.

- He's an old dog. - Yeah, so am I.

But I still do a few tricks.

So I've noticed.

Am I correct in assuming that we're all right?

- I mean, after last night. - Oh, we're fine.

Because I'll kick myself if it had an effect on our working relationship.

- It will if you don't drop it. - Yes, ma'am.

Hey, Popeye, give us a ride in your boat.

I left it back in the bathtub.

Then why are you looking for it here?

Actually, I'm looking for a person.

- That's what I heard. - Yeah.

So where's this picture you've been showing around?

Hang on.

- Do you know this man? - Where'd you get this?

Do you know him?

You think he's around here?

Look, I'm asking the questions here.

- What's your name? - Toops.

- That's it? - For your ears.

Well, Toops, I'm a Navy lawyer.

Corporal Woods is an important witness in a case that we're trying.

- Who's that? - You're looking at him.

This is Fly.

Lamar Dunwoody.

Dunwoody?

Are you sure?

Of course I'm sure. This fool killed my brother.

Mr. Sharps, why did you search Petty Officer Brindisi's gear bag?

Jingo scratched at it.

- And Jingo is? - My detector dog.

Your Honour, government Exhibit D: Jingo's long and distinguished record.

Was there any hesitation or confusion in the way Jingo approached the bag?

Oh, no, he went right for it.

And when you searched it, what did you find?

Plastic bag containing marijuana.

Objection. Yet to be proven.

That's what we're trying to do, Your Honour.

I'll allow it from this witness. His expertise has been established.

How did you determine it was marijuana?

I smelled and tasted it.

- It was top-grade. - What made it top-grade, may I ask?

The fragrance and oiliness of the leaves

indicates a high level of THC.

That's Delta 9 tetrahydrocannabinol.

The intoxicating agent.

- Could you determine the variety? - Green gold.

It's prevalent all over the Caribbean.

And where had Petty Officer Brindisi's ship just been?

The Roosevelt Rhodes Naval Station in Puerto Rico.

Thank you.

Your witness.

Mr. Sharps, aren't customs officers required to conduct field tests

of all suspicious substances?

My new kit hadn't arrived yet and my old one was spent.

When that happens, we use our noses and tongues

to move the process onto the next phase.

- But what if there is no next phase? - Oh, I meant that l--

- That you tend to assume guilt. - Oh, no, ma'am.

- Did you smoke the evidence? - Of course not.

Excluding chemical analysis, wouldn't that be the only way

of determining authenticity?

- No, this was marijuana. - So you say.

- I object, Your Honour. - Withdrawn.

- That will be all. - Redirect, Your Honour.

Mr. Sharps, are customs officers allowed to make determinations

by smoking a substance under suspicion?

- No, sir. - Thank you.

Government rests, Your Honour.

Ma'am.

I haven't seen Lamar in four years.

He ran away. He took my house money and my jewellery.

- You've had no contact with your son? - No.

I thought he was dead. Maybe if he's lucky, buried.

- You say he's using a different name? - Yes, ma'am.

Keely Woods.

Well, then how did you know to come here?

A neighbourhood kid identified him.

That's why those boys have been hanging around.

They think I talk to him. One of them even threatened me.

I'm very sorry about that, Mrs. Dunwoody.

We do need to ask you some questions, though.

Hey, look, you know more than I do.

Do you know your son may have killed somebody?

Those boys think he did.

Well, what do you think, ma'am?

Look, why are you here and not the police?

We're not investigating the murder, ma'am.

Your son saved a woman from being raped.

He's our chief witness.

Anything you can tell us, Mrs. Dunwoody,

to help us find him would be incredibly helpful.

Look, Lamar's gone.

Mrs. Dunwoody, I'm gonna give you my card.

I'll write my home number on the back.

You call me, day or night, if anything occurs to you.

Petty Officer Brindisi, what was in the plastic bag

that was confiscated by Customs Officer Sharps?

Tropical oregano, ma'am. Very pungent.

And how are you familiar with it?

My mother owns a restaurant in Great Neck, Long Island.

The best marinara this side of Salerno.

If I may throw in a plug.

Sure, she taught me everything she knows about food, including herbs.

- Why did you have it? - My mother asked to bring some back.

It's hard to find in the States.

Did you have any expectation that it might be confused with marijuana?

Not at all. I thought maybe they'd check it for bugs, fungi.

You know, that kind of thing.

- Have you ever smoked marijuana? - No, ma'am.

I was an altar boy.

Thank you. Your witness.

How long were you an altar boy?

Seven years, sir.

- Is that where you learned poker? - Objection, relevance?

Your Honour, on direct examination, the defendant has put himself forward

as being of good character.

- I'm allowed to impeach. - You are.

Objection overruled.

Were you investigated in connection with the shipboard gambling syndicate

and sale and distribution of alcohol?

These aren't even prior acts, Your Honour.

Just prior unsubstantiated allegations.

Commander, you're reaching.

No further questions.

Thank you, petty officer.

Your Honour, I would like to request that Jingo appear at this hearing.

What?

I don't follow, colonel.

Well, the dog was the first to identify the substance as illicit.

Customs Officer Sharps took his cue from Jingo.

I'd like the opportunity to prove that Jingo had incorrectly established

an expectation of Mr. Sharps,

who in turn assumed that what he was smelling was marijuana.

How is the colonel gonna question a dog?

I intend to conduct a demonstration of Jingo's drug-sniffing abilities,

or lack thereof.

- No tricks. - No, sir.

- Your Honour-- - Colonel is correct.

The defendant has a right to confront his accuser.

Have the animal here tomorrow morning.

Colonel, I understand your chief witness is a dog.

I understand yours is a murderer.

Well, that hasn't checked out yet, ma'am.

Well, I hope it doesn't, because then, all you have to do is find him.

Well, I prefer human witnesses to dogs any day,

even if they're missing.

- I'll have a copy of that, Bud. - Yes, sir.

You were right.

I was imposing my perception of Brumby onto yours.

- Don't worry about it. - No, no, no.

I mean, you know, I should have believed you.

I think you know how you feel.

And besides, you and Brumby have no chemistry.

So I'm sorry, okay?

Sure.

- Okay. - Yeah.

Dunwoody. Street name, Fly.

That's right.

How'd you find me?

I got a friend in your precinct. Detective Mario Bigi.

Tells me you're an expert on Anacostia gangs.

Yeah, what's your pleasure?

Can you ID a photo?

- Discreetly. - Bud.

Yeah, that's the guy. What's with the uniform?

He enlisted in the Marine Corps under a different name.

I would too if I killed somebody.

Can you confirm that, detective?

How does six eyewitnesses grab you?

What do you want with him?

He's a witness in a rape case that we're prosecuting.

You want a murderer to condemn a rapist?

He's all we have.

You wouldn't happen to know where we can start looking?

All I know is he disappeared about four years ago.

- Come on. - Detective?

You wouldn't wanna blow my cover, would you, commander?

God bless you, sir.

Holding up the whole street, you idiot.

Your Honour, it is our contention that Jingo, who is not only aging

but also experiencing diminished skills,

confused the aromatic properties of marijuana with those of oregano.

Therefore, a simple test has been arranged.

Nine of these gear bags contain samples of tropical oregano.

One contains green-gold marijuana.

How do we know this?

Well, all the samples have been prepared and certified

by the drug-screening lab at the Naval Medical Center in San Diego.

Your Honour, ten bags?

Well, actually, the odds are better than average working conditions, sir.

In most cases, a dog has to sniff his way

through hundreds of bags.

He's supposed to be able to find the needle in the haystack.

What next, Your Honour?

Will the colonel have him jumping through hoops of fire?

- This is it, colonel? - Yes, sir.

Proceed.

Sir.

Sit.

You may begin, Mr. Sharps.

Go ahead, boy.

Come on.

I'm sorry, he's just not used to this setting.

Mr. Sharps.

Might have to declare him a hostile witness.

Private Clauson will plead guilty to assault and battery.

We'll accept forfeiture of pay and six months confinement.

The charge is attempted rape, Mattoni.

The maximum sentence is 20 years.

You can dig in your heels, commander,

but you're just going to end up with dirty shoes.

Scuttlebutt says you can't find your corroborating witness

and your victim had trouble picking the private as her assailant, huh?

She was upset.

I think the term is "hysterical," lieutenant.

The point is, Mattoni, she made the ID.

She's shaky as hell.

Go ahead. Put her on the stand, let me at her.

I'd like to see that, sir.

Ten years confinement.

We'll accept a lesser charge only.

Aggravated assault with a dishonourable discharge

and three years confinement.

Three years, sir?

Unacceptable.

Fine. We'll take it to trial.

He'll walk.

Let us think about it.

I was just goofing on her, sir.

I wasn't going to rape her.

Private Clauson, you are presently the luckiest Marine on the planet.

Don't blow it by also being the stupidest.

You just couldn't lay off.

That's too bad, because now you're gonna have to answer to me.

My mother has nothing to do with this. Why you bothering her?

We thought she might know where you were.

Now she's got bangers at her door, harassing her.

They wanna know where I am and how to find me.

Before you showed up, they thought I was dead.

We showed up because you had the character

to save a woman from being raped, Lamar.

I'd take it back if it would keep my mother safe.

I understand that.

Your instincts wouldn't let you.

You're a better man than you'll admit.

In fact, I don't think you'd even be here if you didn't wanna testify, would you?

- What? - Why aren't you in hiding?

Changing your identity? That's what you do, isn't it?

A little harder this time, though, huh?

You liked life as a Marine, didn't you?

More to the point, I think you liked life as Keely Woods.

He's the man you've always wanted to be, isn't he?

I always wanted to be my father, sir.

Marine First Sergeant Keely Dunwoody.

He died in Beirut.

I was 9.

Well, I can't think of a better reason to join.

I'll tell you what has me puzzled.

It's how you passed muster.

Recruiters run background checks.

This one has you stumped, sir?

- They would run your fingerprints. - Always.

And you have a police record, don't you?

Right.

So it would have come up.

They would have seen it, unless of course, it wasn't there.

You're in the Witness Protection Program, aren't you?

I've been in the safe house in Virginia since I went UA.

My mother called and told me you'd been to see her.

And all I can think about was, how was I gonna get back at you?

- You know what I'm saying, sir? - No, I don't, corporal.

That's because you ain't never been in no gang.

I was a Chester Street Crip.

There wasn't a day that went by where we didn't talk

about who we was gonna make pay for dissing us.

Is that why you killed the kid?

He shot at us first.

Hit one of my homey's sisters.

Felt right at the time.

I even got a tattoo.

Well, I see you didn't just murder somebody.

You were proud of it, huh?

I saw your wings.

- You count your kills? - Don't even try to compare the two.

Why not, sir? We were at war.

My government, which was my gang,

they gave us permission to fight for our common interests.

Just like Washington does for you.

I understand war.

What I don't get is, why my homey would blow a guy away at the ATM

for 40 dollars.

Leave his kid crying right there in the car seat.

That when you went to the cops?

I knew if I tried to quit, they'd smoke me.

So I got immunity.

Talked to the grand jury.

The U.S. Marshals put me in the programme.

Sent me to Oregon.

I hated it.

So I joined the Marine Corps instead.

The U.S. Marshals supported you joining the Marine Corps?

They didn't like it, but they backed me up.

Problem was, I got stationed an hour away from my mother.

My mother who I can't even see.

Look, you understand now why I can't do this?

Because everyone's looking for me. Crips, Bloods.

If my face got on the news, it'd be over.

You should've thought of that before you saved that girl.

I wasn't thinking. I was just reacting.

You see? That's when you shine.

I can't help you now, anyway. Not with my past.

Nobody has to know about your past.

As far as the world is concerned, you're Corporal Keely Woods.

- I've done enough. - You took somebody's life.

It'll never be enough.

Where are you going?

I don't know, sir.

Someplace where I can just get my head cleared from all of this.

I know someplace.

Twenty-one by ones.

That's on you, sir.

Look, hook shot.

And one. And one.

Twenty-seventeen.

You can play.

You play me pretty tough, sir.

It's not over yet, corporal.

Yes, it is, sir.

You wanna make this real?

You make this, and I'm out of your life.

Now, you miss...

You miss, you take the stand.

That's funny, sir.

That's the only way you're getting me out of your life, corporal.

You set me up.

I'm just rolling with the moment. Come on.

So you'll walk away and leave me alone?

That's what I said.

My mother too?

All right.

Was that supposed to frighten me?

Sir, if that's your idea of trash talk, then I suggest you shut it down,

so you can learn something.

Now, follow the ball, because here it is.

There it goes.

Come and get it, pokey-ass punk.

That's "pokey-ass punk, sir."

- Hey, that was a foul. - Come on, get up.

You took me out with your elbow.

Oh, now, whining doesn't become you, Marine.

What, you wanna take me on, huh?

You wanna take me on? You really wanna pull out the stops?

Who's that talking now? Is that Lamar?

Is this the Marine or the gangster?

Is it the killer or is it the hero?

Take your foul.

All right.

What do you say we shoot it off?

Calling and sinking.

- First one to miss loses. - All right.

You shoot first.

Set shot.

Hook shot.

Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth

and nothing but the truth, so help you, God?

I do, ma'am.

Welcome, Corporal Woods.

- Enter. - Just dropping off your mail, colonel.

Oh, thanks, Tiner.

Everyone's talking about the stunt with the dog, ma'am.

Stunt?

I'm sorry, ma'am. That was my word.

I'm sure it was a correct strategy for the case.

I mean, he was old and couldn't cut it anymore.

That's why he's in the shelter, right, ma'am?

Why didn't you tell me about Jingo?

I thought it might upset you. I'm sorry.

Well, what happened?

He was retired by the Department. Mrs. Sharps' wife was allergic.

So there's nobody else?

There aren't many people looking for a 12-year-old mutt with cataracts.

He's doomed.

If I didn't have to go back to Australia, I would have taken him myself, but...

I feel responsible.

Come on, no guilt.

It's not your fault.

How about I take you out?

Help you get over this.

We'll do anything you want.

No, I won't be good company.

That I could never believe.

Anything I want?

Now you're getting me excited.

I don't know how this is gonna work.

And what I'm saying

is that I'm not sure I'm ready for this kind of commitment

in my life right now.

We'll have to see how it goes. But I will tell you one thing right now.

If you chew up my shoes, it's over.

Corporal, we'd better get out of here.

Go.

I'm worried about you.

I've known these boys since they were soiling their diapers.

I can take care of myself.

You look just like your dad in that uniform.