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Fire! Fire! Fire!

Fire in the galley!

Henderson, grab that tank!

I'm right behind you!

You okay?

I think so.

Tim?

What happened, Vinnie?

What caused the fire?

Were you smoking in there?

We're a-a little confused.

You want us to investigate
a galley fire aboard a ship?

I do.

Both of us, sir?

That was the SECNAV's request.

He doesn't consider this

a waste of resources, sir?

They're not his
resources, Colonel.

What are the issues, Admiral?

Admiral Albrecht, SURFLANT,

believes that one
of his destroyers,

the USS John Cooper,

is suffering from a...
lack of leadership.

So you really want us to
investigate the skipper?

Discretely.

Have there been complaints?

No, but the fire's
one of a recent series

of incidents aboard that ship.

Admiral, the skipper will
sense what's going on.

And he'll deal with it.

Look, I made it quite
clear to the SECNAV

that you will be
acting as attorneys,

not as some hatchet men.

Your job is to take a look

at the circumstances only.

And if our findings don't concur

with Admiral Albrecht's
suspicions, sir?

Well, let's just hope
he can be as objective.

Commander Rabb,

Lieutenant Colonel Mackenzie

reporting, Skipper.

Admiral Albrecht
told me to expect you.

How serious was the damage, sir?

The galley's a wreck.

We'll all be using

the officer's and
chief's galleys

for the time being.

Also, sick bay was smoked out.

We moved it and set up a triage

on another level.

How badly were the men injured?

Could have been worse.

The incident happened

after midnight rations.

Only two sailors were
in the area at the time.

One is fine, the other's being
treated for smoke inhalation.

The sailor who
rescued them, however,

has second-degree
burns on his hands,

and the Fire Control Officer
suffered multiple fractures,

as well as a broken leg,
and was airlifted to Norfolk.

Any sense of how the
fire got started, Skipper?

Not yet.

The ship has twice
as many cas-reps

as the others in its class.

She's the second oldest
destroyer in the Navy, Colonel.

But right now we need
every ship we can get.

Her age would emphasize

the need for preventative
maintenance, Skip.

I can provide the 3-M schedules.

That would be appreciated, sir.

Talk to the men.

Let me know what you find out.

But keep this in mind.

This is a shakedown cruise

for a lot of these sailors.

They're green, and
they'll make mistakes.

Carl Messing, Admiral.

It's a pleasure.

Nice to meet you.

Please have a seat. Thanks.

What can I do for you?

White House chief
of staff has hired me

to produce a live event

at Constitution Hall, March 16.

The president will be honoring

all surviving Medal
of Honor recipients.

And... what does this
have to do with me?

Well, the Pe

to use flag officers
as advisors,

and they suggested
that I approach you

as the Navy and Marine
Corps representative.

Mr. Messing, let me be honest.

About three years ago
I was asked to serve

as a technical
advisor on a movie

and it was... well, unpleasant.

You'll be able to perform

most of your
duties on the phone.

All we'll be asking of
you is liaison assistance

and availability to our writers

and production team.

And you're looking for advice?

In matters relating to protocol,

historical accuracy,

correct attire,
that kind of thing.

We'll provide a stipend
to cover your expenses,

and you'll start working

as soon as these
men are notified.

Admiral, if you have
qualms, maybe I should...

No, I-I'm warming up to it.

I like the idea of the event.

Would you like to see a list

of the Navy and
Marine Corps honorees?

Yes, I would.

Well, I see there's a
name crossed off of here.

Uh, this marine pass away?

No. Henry Guernsey's alive.

The White House Chief
of Staff's office informed me

after a background check
that he was recently arrested

and due in court
just before the event.

So, you don't intend
to include him?

Oh, it has nothing
to do with me.

It was their decision.

Hmm. Fear of bad publicity?

That'd be my guess.

Well... the man served in
Guadalcanal, Mr. Messing.

You don't have to
convince me, Admiral.

I think he should
be in attendance.

Did you make that
argument with them?

Yes.

Is this a deal breaker?

No, I'll do it.

Excellent!

I'll have my staff contact you.

After I investigate
this situation

with Mr. Guernsey,
I'll let you know.

I'm sure you will, Admiral.

You asked to see me, sir?

Lieutenant, walk with me.

Yes, sir.

I completed my review
of the Massuco matter.

I agree with Colonel Blakely.

He did nothing to warrant
the charge of dereliction.

Thank you, sir.

However, it was not
your finest hour. No, sir.

I'd like to put this
matter behind us.

As would I, sir.

Are you still interested in
accepting a new assignment?

Uh, Lieutenant Sims and I

are very excited about it, sir.

Any duty stations
that appeal to you?

Haven't really
gotten that far yet, sir.

I need to make my decision
by the end of the week.

I'll get right on it, and-
and once again, sir,

thank you for your support.

Thank me when you make
lieutenant commander.

Yes, sir.

Seaman, we understand
you were first on the scene.

What can you tell us?

I'd just come off seven
hours of embark training

and was on my way to berthing

when I saw ash
floating in the air.

As I followed it to the
galley, I saw smoke

could hear the sound of
coughing coming from inside

so I yelled, "Fire
in the galley"

grabbed an EEBD and went in.

What could you see in there?

Two sailors, sir.

Seaman Raff was unconscious.

Seaman Travino was about to be.

What could you
see of the fire itself?

The hood system was ablaze, sir.

There were small
fires everywhere.

How did you burn your hands?

A stainless steel shelf, ma'am.

It had flaming rags on it.

I had to push it out of the way.

You saved these men
with burned hands?

One of them, sir.

How do you think
the fire got started?

That's unclear to me, sir.

Well, do you have a theory?

Seaman Holly?

Yes, ma'am, I do.

Are you a heavy Excuse
me, sir? smoker, Seaman?

How many cigarettes
do you smoke a day?

I-I don't know, sir.

Whenever I get the chance.

It's not very often.

So what do you do
when you can't light up?

Well, I don't, sir.

Were you smoking
in the galley last night?

No, ma'am.

Seaman Holly seems to think

that you might have been.

Well, I-I didn't
tell him anything.

Well, you, uh, aren't
telling us anything,

and we're getting
the same impression.

It's incorrect, ma'am.

So, uh, what do you
think started this fire?

This blaze endangered
the entire crew of this ship

and has impacted its ability
to serve the fleet, Seaman.

Now, you either tell us
what was going on in there

or excuse your
Article 31 rights.

I'm sorry, ma'am,
but I can't say.

The charge is shoplifting.

Mr. Guernsey was
arrested after trying to steal

$200-worth of fishing equipment

from a large
sporting goods store.

Did he admit stealing
this fishing equipment?

No, but he had no receipt.

Now, here we go.

"Cashier spotted him

"trying to exit through
the entrance gate.

Notified security."

Are you positive
this was a theft?

He fits the profile.

At 80 years old?

It's the fixed-income blues.

I've seen quite a bit of this.

Does Mr. Guernsey
have an attorney?

I don't think so.

Are you considering
military charges, Admiral?

What would I charge him with?

And frankly, why would anyone
charge this man with anything?

The store has strict
policies against pilferage.

There's little we could do
other than make the arrest.

Well, you could try to
talk the store manager

out of filing charges.

Why would I have done that?

I have to explain that to you?!

You obviously have an
investment in this man

that I don't share, Admiral.

Well, you should.

Why?

'Cause he held off
300 Japanese soldiers

with a .45 and a case
of hand grenades.

Seaman Raff, you
and Seaman Travino

were working in the galley

the night of the fire,
correct? Yes, sir.

And it's a non-smoking area.

That's right, sir.

Was Seaman Travino
smoking that night?

No, sir, he wasn't.

You sure?

Yes, ma'am.

I believe otherwise, Seaman.

I don't know where you
got that information, ma'am.

Are you covering for him?

No, ma'am.

Seaman, are you aware
of the consequences

of making a false
official statement?

Yes, ma'am.

Then why are you lying?

Seaman Travino wasn't smoking

in the galley last night...

I was.

So, you're the one

who started the fire?

Yes, sir.

I'm real sorry a
couple people got hurt.

What happened?

I was cleaning up after mid-rats

Seaman Travino was the watch.

He came in, we started talking

and I asked him for
a cigarette and a light.

And he gave them to you?

He thought I'd be going

to the designated
smoking area, ma'am.

But you lit up a cigarette
there in the galley.

It's not his fault, sir.

How did your
cigarette start the fire?

It wasn't the cigarette, ma'am.

It was the lighter.

What did you do, Todd?!

Todd, what did...?

So the rags
caught on fire first?

Yes, ma'am.

I was standing too close
to the shelf at the time.

I accidentally lit one.

How much time elapsed
between the rags catching fire

and the room filling with smoke?

Less than a minute, sir.

A minute? That fast?

My second mistake was thinking
that I could put it out myself.

I should have yelled, "Fire"
and dragged Vinnie out of there.

Seaman Holly did that for you.

Yeah, I owe him my life, sir.

Do you realize how
serious this is, Seaman Raff?

Yes, ma'am.

I almost killed my best friend.

Fantail Review Crew, make
ready to cease operations.

- He admitted culpability?
- He did, Skipper.

Given the nature
of the incident...

Injury to crew
members and damage

to government property...
We're recommending

an Article 32 hearing.

Thank you, but I
intend to settle this

with a mast aboard ship.

Captain, do you feel

a mast would be
sufficient in this case?

I'm going to make him
do a rug dance, Colonel,

and stick him in the
brig with bread and water.

He's got a long road
back to respectability.

This is a serious
offense, Captain.

This is a young man who
made a young man's mistake.

Now, it's my
intention to scare him

into never making
another like it,

but if I drag him
into a courtroom

I'll damage him forever.

We still have to file
our recommendations

with your chain of command.

I understand.

Can't figure me out, Commander?

Just thought you'd be relieved

it wasn't your fault, Skipper.

What about Europe?

Well, wouldn't that mean
taking little A.J. out of preschool?

Well, yeah.

I mean, he's just now starting

to learn how to relate
to other children.

Well, there are children
everywhere, Harriet.

I know.

It would also mean that
we would have to put off

buying the house
for a little while.

Well, I thought that you said
that you were okay with that?

Well, I mean,
we could still do it

if you were on a carrier.

You'd just be gone for
six months out of the year.

Well, maybe
that's the way to go.

You could be stationed
in a battle zone.

Harriet, the flight
deck of a carrier

is safer than the
streets of D.C.

Well, what are the
other possibilities?

Reykjavik and Burkina Faso.

You can scratch Reykjavik...

Way too many pretty girls.

And the other place sounds
like the seventh level of hell.

Harriet, I'm confused here.

Last time we talked about this,

you were making all
the opposite arguments.

I know.

That's before your
career was threatened

and I realized how
important our time is together.

Wouldn't be the first captain

to resist giving up
control, Commander.

Nonetheless, COMSURFLANT
agrees with your assessment.

Even if the circumstances don't
directly implicate the captain,

Admiral Albrecht still wants
to send him a strong message.

As a result, he's assuming
disposition authority

and has initiated Article 32
proceedings against Seaman Raff.

Colonel, you'll
be trial counsel.

Commander, you'll defend.

Aye, sir. Aye, sir.

I appreciate your
interest in my case, sir.

Well, you can thank me
after we avoid court-martial.

Do you have a plan, sir?

Well, you've
already admitted guilt

in the matter, Seaman, so...

we can avoid a hearing
and the possibility

of confinement by
pleading this out.

What could I
expect from that, sir?

I'm sure we could avoid
anything harshly punitive

but in return, Seaman,
you're probably looking

at a civilian career.

I like the Navy, sir.

So do I.

And what if I
plead not guilty, sir?

I'll try to convince
the hearing officer

the fire wasn't your fault

and the case shouldn't
go to court-martial.

Look, sir, I feel sick
about what happened

but I don't want
to get kicked out.

I know I can be a better sailor

than the one you see
sitting in front of you.

So, you want to
plead not guilty?

Yes, sir.

Mr. Guernsey?

Yes?

I'm A.J. Chegwidden,
the Navy JAG.

Should I be worried?

Uh, no, sir. Not at all.

Can I speak with you a moment?

What's it about?

Well, I'm a bit of
a war history buff.

Came across your biography.

I was especially impressed

with your record at Guadalcanal.

Thought I'd meet
the man himself.

This is a first.

Uh, I'm sorry

about the untidiness.

Household matters were
my wife, Bea's, expertise.

Can I offer you
something to drink?

Uh, what are my choices?

Prune juice or water.

Um, water's fine.

How did you manage to
hold off that many men?

Two dozen grenades...

can do a lot of damage.

How old were you?

21...

and stupid enough to
think I could pull it off.

Do you mind
telling me the story?

What story?

How you received
your Medal of Honor.

Oh, well, uh...

I was dragging a grenade case

up Hill 235

when a Banzai charge
started 500 feet below me.

I think, uh, let me see...

I... well, I yanked the lid off

and I started lobbing
grenades with one hand

and firing my
pistol with the other.

Would-would you like

something to drink?

I'm fine, thanks.

Were you wounded?

By my own shrapnel.

That's 'cause I couldn't
throw far with my left hand.

So, uh, so, how are you doing?

You getting along okay?

Got somlt's the craziest thing.

They think I was
stealing fishing gear.

Was it a misunderstanding?

I know I paid for it.

I mean, I gave the
woman exact change.

Did you get a receipt?

Yeah...

it's somewhere.

Well, maybe I can
help you look for it.

Oh, the Navy doesn't have
enough for you to do, Admiral?

Uh...

Hmm...

Uh...

Ah...

Oh, here it is. Here it is.

Nah...

I must have forgot to
record it in the register.

I thought you said
you paid cash for it.

I did.

Petty Officer LaGreco,

as the leading petty
officer in the enlisted mess,

did you ever catch Seaman
Raff smoking in the galley?

Once, ma'am. I
could smell it in the air.

Told him not to do it again.

Did you, two days
prior to the fire

instruct him to scrub
down the hood system?

Yes, ma'am. It hadn't
been touched in two weeks.

Uh, the preventative
maintenance system

requires it be cleaned weekly

otherwise, you get
a dangerous buildup

of grease in the system.

If a fire were to start
under such conditions

what would be the likely result?

It would spread more quickly.

Was the seaman
deficient in other areas?

Well, he had a tendency

to flip greasy rags onto a
metal shelf and leave them there.

What's the proper procedure?

To bag them and
send them to Laundry.

Thank you. No more questions.

Petty Officer, was
the fire control system

in the hood vent turned
off at the time of the fire?

Yes, sir, it was.

Did you order that done?

I did, sir.

It was malfunctioning,

going off during normal use.

Is that significant?

The fire started away
from the cooking deck.

Well, that's what's
alleged, but given the fact

that the hood itself was on fire

would the system have not helped

in such a situation?

LaGRECO: It could have,
sir, but the fire was widespread

and there's no guarantee

the hood system would
have been able to control it.

Seaman Raff was lighting
up at the time, ma'am.

And everything was fine.

And then, suddenly,

the rags on the
shelf were on fire.

Did he try and put them out?

Oh, yes, ma'am.

Seaman Raff went
for the fire extinguisher.

And see, he'd been
swabbing the deck

so I grabbed the
bucket of water.

But some of it
spilled on the floor,

and I slipped and
I banged my head.

The last thing I
heard were the alarms.

Seaman Travino,
did Seaman Raff know

that smoking was
restricted in the galley?

I reminded him of that, ma'am,

when I gave him the
cigarette and the lighter.

MacKENZIE: But he ignored you?

Yes, ma'am.

He said that he smoked
under the hood all the time.

Thank you, Your Honor.

The Government rests.

Commander Rabb?

When Seaman Raff lit up

in front of you, did
you try to stop him?

He knew how I
felt about it, sir.

But you only warned him once?

Yes, sir.

Thank you. I have
no further questions.

What are you looking for, sir?

Alternative theories

as to how the fire got started.

Didn't Seaman
Raff start it, sir?

Well, the Seaman's
pleading not guilty.

You think you can help me out?

I'll do what I can, sir.

What about the deep fryer, here?

Is it possible
that it was left on

and the hot oil ignited?

Well, you see that
burn pattern, sir?

That would indicate
that the fire started

where the shelf unit was.

What about paper
goods near the burners?

Uh, it was after mid-break, sir.

Burners would
have been turned off.

Electrical?

Sir, do you honestly plan
to catch anything today?

Well, I'm not going to
catch anything, Master Chief,

if I don't drop a
hook in the water.

Well, it didn't look like
an electrical fire, sir.

Did you check the wiring?

Only where there
was fire damage.

What about this
burn pattern, here?

What would that indicate?

That would
indicate a short, sir.

You think that that
happened prior to

or as a result of the fire?

Uh, it's hard to say, sir.

Well, if it happened prior to,

this is likely the
cause of the fire.

And you can make
that argument fly, sir?

With your help I
can, Master Chief.

Master Chief, you headed
the fire inspection team

and filed the initial
damage report.

Is that correct? Yes, sir.

Now, based on a recent
inspection of the galley

what are your findings?

I discovered a spark
in the electrical short

in the power supply.

Objection. Relevance,
Your Honor?

Your Honor,

I'm trying to establish
alternative theories

as to how the fire got started.

I'll allow it.

Where was the short located?

In a transmission box.

And what lived in that
section of the galley?

A steel shelf, sir.

The steel shelf that contained
the grease-soaked rags?

Yes, sir.

Is it possible, Master Chief,

that the fire was started
by a spark igniting the rags?

Yes, sir.

Thank you. I have
no further questions.

Master Chief, wouldn't you say

the chance of
the circuit tripping

at approximately the same time
that Seaman Raff was lighting

a cigarette is improbable?

Objection. Speculation
and argumentative.

He's got you two ways, Colonel.

Try again.

Do you recall an
instance on any ship

where a freak
spark caused a fire?

No, ma'am, but that
doesn't mean it can't.

But your initial assessment

didn't even consider
that possibility.

Well, most galley
fires are flame-based.

Thank you. Except, perhaps

in this case...

No more questions.

Look, I want Henry
Guernsey back on the list.

You spoke to the police?

I talked to the officer
assigned to the case

and the store manager where
the alleged theft occurred.

And are the charges
being dropped?

Not yet.

Well, nothing's changed.

Mr. Guernsey was
falsely accused.

I'm absolutely convinced of it.

He didn't steal anything.

He simply forgot to pay.

He is an elderly man.

He gets confused at times.

Can you prove this?

Not conclusively.

I wish I could
help you, Admiral,

but I got the White
House Chief of Staff

questioning my every decision.

Henry Guernsey's got
to be without baggage

for me to get him on that list.

Henry Guernsey is a hero.

Undervaluing his contribution
because he's-he's imperfect

makes us look petty
and thoughtless.

I don't disagree with you.

So why aren't you
fighting with me?

Because I can't save him

without jeopardizing
my ability to do my job.

Waiting for the corpsman?

Yeah, I need to get
these dressings changed.

Trial seems to be going better.

Yeah, well, we'll see.

Your family know?

My mom.

The last time I talked to her

she was crying so hard

I couldn't even hear
what she was saying.

How about your dad?

He died three years ago.

I'm sorry.

They were divorced.

I didn't see much of him anyway.

Tim...

You've thanked me
twice already, Todd.

I'm alive because of you.

So you'll return the favor.

Have any ideas?

Don't worry about?

I worry about everything.

Can I tell you something
my dad told me?

Yeah, yeah, sure.

No one ever overcame a
problem by wrinkling his forehead.

Was he a teacher or something?

Former Squid.

So was my grandfather

and his father.

Four generations, huh?

It's a big deal in my family.

He must be proud of you.

So far. He just expects a lot.

They all had spotless records.

My dad received the
Navy Commendation Medal.

So will you.

I just need to keep it
up for the next 20 years.

Thanks again, man.

Seaman Holly?

Yeah. Come on over.

Mac.

No deal, Harm.

You don't even know
what I have to offer yet.

You wouldn't be offering

if you thought you
had the leverage

to keep your client in the Navy.

I wouldn't be so sure.

Admiral Albrecht won't bite.

He feels if the seaman remains

it'll be sending
the wrong message

to the captain.

What if the case is dismissed?

He'll live with it.

Oh, the admiral
might have to, Mac.

This is an old ship.

In fact, if I wanted, I could
bring the captain's inability

to hold her together
back into the argument.

You won't.

Besides, a little
reasonable doubt is

hardly enough to make me fold.

Look, just hear me out.

Go ahead.

Reduction in rate,
one pay grade.

Forfeiture one month's pay.

The seaman stays in
the Navy. No confinement.

Too lenient.

Look, I'm just trying to
avoid getting him discharged.

You can do what
you want with rest of it.

The rest of it is insignificant.

He's got to go.

Present it to Admirable
Albrecht, Mac.

See what he has to say.

The offer's on the table.

Your table is missing a leg.

I'll see you in court.

Ah, this looks good.

Ah, yeah.

You think this is
weird, don't you?

Well, I, you know, it's, uh...

it's different.

I-I'm sorry.

You know, I've actually
been seen smiling before.

Well, now you've got a
whole hour to practice.

Yeah. I think the
last time I had a picnic

was with my SEAL
unit, eating sea rations

and sharing with a
pack full of tree rats.

Should we invite the squirrels?

Present company's
fine, thank you.

Good.

So what do you have in there?

Tapas... Spanish appetizers.

Make 'em yourself?

I do everything myself.

Well, I'm impressed.

Want to try one?

Absolutely.

It's an mini-empanada.

Like it?

Mmm.

Oh, good, 'cause I
made a million of 'em.

Are you always this reflective?

It's just, uh, one
of those days.

Do you want to talk about it?

I don't want to bother you.

Well, I'd be
flattered if you did.

Okay.

I recently met this
Medal of Honor recipient.

When he was in his early 20s,

he did this...
extraordinary thing.

Now he's in his 80s.

His wife has passed away.

He's living alone

and he's having trouble
taking care of himself.

Well, because of that,
he's been excluded

from this event where all
other surviving war heroes

have been invited to...

Have you lobbied on his behalf?

As far as I can go.

Hmm. And now you're
trying to figure out

a way to help him?

Oh, Meredith, the man
deserves to be honored.

Yeah.

So what's stopping you?

Mr. Guernsey?

Admiral.

What do you got there?

Marine dress blues.

I didn't know your size,
so I brought three along.

Why don't you try one on.

Is there a reason for this?

Yes, sir, there is.

Um, you still have
your Medal of Honor?

Of course.

I'd like you to wear
it on this uniform.

Oh... hmm?

What are you doing?

I'm looking for a screwdriver.

Mr. Guernsey, can I
be honest with you?

Of course.

I think you might need
some help around the house.

I know I do.

Have you ever
considered a roommate?

Are you that lonely?

No, sir.

There's an agency in D.C.
that puts together seniors

who aren't interested
in retirement homes

and assisted living.

I'll pay the fee.

All you have to do is go
in for a series of interviews

until you find someone
you think you can live with.

That sound like an idea.

Good.

Good.

Want to try on a uniform?

Well, what's this for?

What are you doing
the evening of March 16?

Getting older.
What are you doing?

Taking you someplace.

Your Honor, I'd like to recall

Seaman Travino to the stand.

Seaman, I'll remind you,
you're still under oath.

I understand, sir.

You may proceed, Colonel.

MacKENZIE: Thank
you, Your Honor.

Seaman Travino, you
testified that prior to the fire

Seaman Raff had
been swabbing the deck.

Is that correct?

Yes, ma'am.

Do you remember
him moving anything

so he could swab behind it?

He moved the steel shelves
with the rags on it, ma'am.

Was it a rolling shelf?

Yes, ma'am.

With wheel locks.

We're the wheels
locked at the time?

No, ma'am.

How far did he move it?

About three feet, ma'am.

Was it away from the
wall when the fire started?

Yes, ma'am.

The wall with the
transformer box on it?

That's correct, ma'am.

Far enough away
to rule out the chance

that a spark from that box

ignited the rags?

Objection. Speculation.

Sustained.

Thank you, Seaman.

Figured you'd have
stopped by now.

It's been a tough week sir.

Don't tell me

you're giving up on me.

Can I ask you a question, sir?

Why does all this matter to you?

I was young once, too,
Raff, and sometimes stupid.

A few times along the way

people I hardly
knew helped me out.

And you didn't deserve

that help, sir?

Ah, no one knew
that at the time.

They just took a chance.

Same way you're taking
a chance on me, sir?

Is that the same type of lighter
that Seaman Travino lent you

the night of the fire?

Yes, sir, it is.

Do me a favor, would
you? Dial that up,

high as it'll go.

Those rags...

Were they about the
same level as the flame

or were they above it?

Ah, they were about even
with my shoulder, sir. Why?

What are you thinking?

I can't believe a flame that
low would ignite those rags.

No, the flame was
much higher, sir.

How much higher?

I've been considering
different types of gases

that might accelerate
a fire, Master Chief.

If you don't mind
me asking, sir,

do you ever just
say, "to hell with it"?

No, but that might
not be such a bad idea.

What types of gases
did you have in mind, sir?

Propane, for one.

Oh, propane's
quite an accelerant,

but, uh, galleys
are all electric.

Naphthalene?

Acetylene? Hydrogen?

Not in here, sir.

Oxygen?

Sick Bay, sir.

It's right around the
side of this bulkhead.

Rescue units have some.

You wanted to see me, sir?

Yes, Seaman, I was told
that these oxygen tanks

are your responsibility.

Yes, sir, they
go in that locker.

Sick Bay's actually scheduled

for cleanup today.

Were these tanks unsecured
at the time of the fire?

They were, sir.

Their locker

was under repair,
so I left them here.

I meant to get back to them

the next day.

A valve was open on this one.

The tank is empty.

Empty?

It shouldn't be empty, sir.

I was checking the
tanks at the time, sir.

I must have gotten distracted.

It could have fallen
against the wall

which would have
forced the valve open.

Thank you, Seaman.

Uh, that'll be all.

Thank you, sir, for
calling it to my attention.

I'll round up some
guys, get it done ASAP.

Bea and I were
married at that church.

How long's she been gone?

Four years.

I slipped on the rice
coming down the stairs

and I broke my elbow.

All those war wounds

and it's the only
thing that still hurts.

So, are you going to tell
me where we're going?

Not until we get there.

You saying I'm not
responsible for the fire, sir?

No, we're not getting
out of this that easy.

You're responsible
but only partly.

I don't understand, sir.

The galley's air was
highly oxygenated

due to an open
valve on an air tank,

which leaked into the
galley's ventilation system.

The oxygen acted
as an accelerant,

causing the lighter to flare
higher than it would have

under normal circumstances.

So is that why the rags
caught fire so quickly?

Yeah. Why a
small, controlled fire

quickly became uncontrolled.

In simple terms, the
air itself was flammable.

And you can prove this, sir?

Look, there's a phenomenon
called a "flashover"...

A large burst of flame.

It could only happen
in this type of scenario.

Seaman Holly mentioned
he experienced one

while rescuing you.

Seaman always seems to
be there when I need him, sir.

Yeah, well, the Seaman himself
was not fully without blame.

He failed to secure those tanks.

Excuse me, sir?

I'm going to argue
mitigating circumstances.

Sir, I lit that
cigarette against regs.

Look, I understand
you feel grateful

to Seaman Holly, but...

No, sir, I'm indebted to him.

He saved my life.

Seaman Holly is a good
sailor. He'll overcome the fallout.

That's not fair to him, sir.

Please don't do this.

If Seaman Holly has to suffer

as a result of me,

it would be an even
greater injustice.

I've caused enough people pain.

I'd rather just walk away.

All right, I'll make
a case for leniency

with the hearing officer.

I'll file a separate
memo with the captain

dealing with the
unsecured tanks.

I won't name names. Don't worry.

That'll be all.

Thank you, sir.

That's great.

Couple more shots...

Looks like there's a to-do

at Constitution Hall.

There are people in uniform.

Well, this looks familiar.

Cole's Tavern, 88 years old.

I think this is
where I celebrated

my return from the Pacific.

I know it is.

Henry!

Recognize these
men, Mr. Guernsey?

Hell, I could smell them.

Say hello to Second
Platoon, Bravo Company.

Ain't we pretty?

You're looking good,
Henry, you're looking good.

Henry.

Some of these men traveled

as far as 3,000 miles

to see you, Corporal Guernsey.

I don't know what to say.

How about, "Drinks on me"?

Jake... the last time
we were in here...

we were toasting
to the men we lost.

Now, it's to the
one who's found.

Here, here!

In conclusion, Seaman
Raff, by his own admission

willfully disobeyed
a standing order

prohibiting smoking
in a restricted area

and set off a blaze
that resulted in damage

and bodily injury.

Based on the facts, Your Honor,

there is more than
sufficient cause

to recommend this
matter to court-martial.

Thank you.

Your Honor, we're at war.

Every ship in the United
States Navy is needed.

The John Cooper is an old ship.

She has been
pressed into service.

This was her shakedown cruise.

We've heard testimony that
not everything aboard her

is in good working order

and that that contributed to
the severity of the incident.

But she is being repaired,

and she will take her
place inside the fleet.

At the moment, sir, the
U.S. Navy needs every sailor.

Seaman Raff is 18 years old.

Yes, by smoking in the
galley, he defied regulations

and endangered the ship.

But who among us can claim

that he or she did not
make similar mistakes?

And most of us were
given a second chance.

In the course of
defending this young man,

I have come to know Seaman Raff

as a decent and
caring individual.

He has expressed great remorse

at the damage his
actions have caused

and I believe, sir, that he,
too, deserves a second chance.

Please, Your Honor,
don't let one stupid mistake

ruin this young man's career.

Will the accusing
counsel please rise?

I've reviewed the evidence
and Seaman Raff's file.

I find his character
to be upstanding

and his service record...
While brief... commendable.

That said, there's no greater
danger on board ship than fire.

Therefore, I find it difficult

to excuse even a
single act of negligence...

One that seriously
injured two sailors

and endangered hundreds.

For this reason,
I have no choice

but to find Seaman Raff culpable

and recommend this matter
be referred to court-martial

for the charges as preferred.

This hearing is adjourned.

You okay?

Yes, sir.

I gave up smoking last night.

Good for you.

You know, it took me a
month to get over the cravings.

Yeah, well, if I
don't make it, sir

you can have my watch.

I'm sorry.

Thought for a time your
speech might turn it around, sir.

Any regrets?

No, sir.

Well, good luck, Seaman.

My door is always open.

Thank you, sir.

What was that about?

The cost of loyalty.

You want to explain that?

You ever heard the saying

"the greatest thing
you'll ever do in this life

is that which will
cost us the most"?

No.

Good, then maybe
I just made it up.

Thank you both for your efforts.

I have nothing against
Seaman Raff, sir.

I wish him the best.

We'll see what happens.

I think it already has, Skipper.

I'm sorry?

Seaman Raff will weather this.

You see something in him?

I see something in
this ship, Skipper.

She's old, but
she's experienced.

It's a hell of a
place to grow up.