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Captain, I am putting you
on a new prisoner.

Colonel, I am already working
a dozen cases.

Captain, for the next five days
he will be your only assignment.

He must be very important.

Beijing went to extraordinary lengths
to procure him.

He will know
whether the Americans will intervene

if we take back Matsu and Quemoy.

And that's all I need
to extract from him?

Yes. He will resist and try to trick us.

His answer will be yes
when he means no

and no when he means yes.

Your future depends
on you getting the truth, Captain.

Yes, sir.

Welcome to Hong Kong, Secretary Bair.

I'm sure you remember
Lieutenant Austin

- from our mission in Cuba?
- Oh, yes I do.

I remember
the entire three-ring JAG circus,

including Lieutenant Commander Rabb.

- Where is he?
- Missing.

Missing.

Taiwan's demanding to know
where we stand

if the Chinese invade
Matsu and Quemoy,

and JAG's Maritime law expert
has gone AWOL.

- Not AWOL, sir. Missing.
- Since when?

I left Commander Rabb Saturday night.
He was supposed to sail with a friend.

- Maria Elena Carmelita...
- Moreno Gutierrez.

An lberian airline stewardess
he evidently finds attractive.

Her flight schedule changed
and Harm sailed alone Sunday morning.

No one's heard from
or seen him since then.

If this is another JAG game
to humiliate me...

This is no game, Mr Secretary!

The sailboat he rented
was discovered this morning.

Rather what was left of it was
found floating on the South China Sea.

- Was his body recovered?
- No.

But I'm glad to see you're as concerned
about Commander Rabb as we are.

Well, of course, I'm concerned.

His opinion of our legal position
on those islands is a major factor

in formulating my recommendation
to the President.

That's the other reason I'm here.
Like the Commander,

I, too, am an expert in maritime law.

Good. Then you can leave the search

for Commander Rabb
to Lieutenant Austin

while you and I draw up a position paper
for the President.

I assume you've set up an office?

I've reserved an office with a secure line

to Taiwan and Washington
on the third floor, sir.

Then let's get to it.

Wondering why you're here?

Wondering why I haven't seen someone
from the American embassy

which I've been demanding
for the past 24 hours.

Probably because
you're being accused of espionage.

That's ridiculous.
I'm an American citizen

who was pleasure sailing
in international waters

when Chinese naval forces
destroyed my boat and kidnapped me.

And how do you define
"international waters"?

I don't define it.
The law of the sea does,

which most countries
accept as customary law.

You seem to know
a lot about maritime law.

Every Blue Water Sailor does.

Especially when they're a JAG officer,

Lieutenant Commander Rabb.

You were observed
the moment you arrived in Hong Kong.

Our Intelligence people know
why you came to Asia, Commander.

To spend my leave sailing.

You were on your way to provide
legal advice to your state department

on upcoming talks with
the Taiwanese renegade government.

Your Intelligence is mistaken.

At these talks,

Taiwan will learn
if America will intervene

when we reclaim Quemoy and Matsu.

Something you already know.

- I do?
- Yes, you do.

And that's all you want from me
is an answer to that question?

- That's all.
- Then the answer is yes.

Prove it.

You might be
interested to know, Commander,

that some of my colleagues have been
processing Americans through here

since the Vietnam war.

Perhaps someone you knew
came through here.

Maybe even your father.

Would you like to know
more about your father?

Of course
I'd like to know more about my father.

But how could I ever know

if what you were telling me
was the truth?

There is a way.

How?

Will the United States interfere
when we take back the islands?

And this time,
a one word answer will not suffice!

Harmon Rabb, Jr.

Lieutenant Commander
in the United States Navy.

989548301,

October 25th, 1963.

It's too bad time will not allow us

to play our game more slowly.

I would have found that
much more pleasurable.

A fishing barge
pulled up the wreckage in its nets

and contacted
the harbour patrol immediately.

Have you been able
to determine what hit him?

Probably an oil tanker.
It happens quite often.

Really, Inspector?

We're able to piece together
enough of the hull

to identify it
as Commander Rabb's boat.

At which point you called off the search.

Your Coast Guard
would have done the same.

Not while there was any chance
someone was still alive out there.

Survival would have been
highly unlikely after a collision like this.

But possible. The water's warm

and Commander Rabb was
an experienced transpac sailor.

You may change your mind
after you see the wreckage.

It's been catalogued and photographed?

It will be, Commander.

I want everything released
to our custody as soon as possible.

Every nail and splinter.

I will do what I can.

Whatever collided
with this boat was painted grey.

Are oil tankers painted grey,
Inspector Chang?

Not that I'm aware of, Lieutenant.

Military fleets are grey.

Civilian ships stay away from that colour
just for that reason.

Military ships have
even more sophisticated radar

and men on watch
than commercial vessels.

It is highly unlikely they would
be involved in such an accident.

Unless it wasn't an accident.

Commander Rabb, how are you feeling?

Fine.

"Commander" sounds so formal.

What do your friends call you?

Harm. Rabb. Pain in the butt.

Let's talk about
why you were in Hong Kong.

Maria Elena Carmelita
Moreno Gutierrez.

- A lover?
- Yeah, sometimes.

- When?
- Whenever we can get together.

- Do you get together often?
- Not often enough.

So, after you met with Maria...

Elena Carmelita Moreno Gutierrez.

You were to go on to Taiwan.

Tell me about Matsu
and Quemoy, Harm.

Very difficult position.

Both China and Taiwan
have valid claims to them.

How will the United States respond
if China takes them back by force?

Right now the Navy
has six carrier groups at sea.

Two in this region.

The Independence at Yokosuka, Japan,

and the Nimitz in the Western Pacific.

Will they use them to defend Matsu
and Quemoy for Taiwan?

Well, they also have
27 attack subs at sea,

representing 33... 34% of the fleet.

You are not answering my question.

They're all
Los Angeles class submarines,

- 360 feet in length, 33...
- Enough!

Come on! We go!

He was resisting the drug.

I disagree, Captain.

He was giving information.
You stopped too soon.

Information I can get
in five minutes on the Internet.

The Navy teaches them

to give information like that
in their POW training.

Increase the dosage.

I have to be careful. It could kill him.

If you do not get the correct answer,
Captain, it could kill us.

Morse code?

R-U-A-M

E-R.

Are you American?

Yes!

Yes!

Prove it.

Well, how you doing, pilgrim?

There're some things
a man just can't run away from.

They outnumber us four-to-one.

Do we talk or fight?

I'm not going to hit you.

The hell I ain't.

I'm losing it.

That'll be the day.

Every time you turn around,
expect to see me.

Because one time you'll turn

and I'll be there.

Ready to set them up, barkeep?

Who are you?

Who are you?

Forensic studies confirm
the paint scrapings recovered

from the sailboat's hull
were from a military vessel.

- Whose military vessel?
- That's difficult to say, Mr Secretary.

China supplies its maritime paint
to a number of countries in the area.

Vietnam, Cambodia...

- So the paint's Chinese?
- Yes, Commander.

The chemical signature
is quite specific.

- Well, how will you proceed?
- We will have to contact Beijing.

In time, they may or may not
give us an answer.

- Then your investigation is over?
- Officially.

- But I am making other inquiries.
- Other?

- That's all I can say at this time.
- Thank you, Inspector.

Mr Secretary, good evening.

- Commander.
- Inspector.

- Well?
- Well what, Commander?

You heard him. The Chinese rammed
Commander Rabb's sailboat.

No, no. That's not quite right.

A ship with Chinese paint
evidently rammed his sailboat.

I don't think the Vietnamese
or the Cambodians

would have any warships
in the waters off Hong Kong, sir.

All right. Probably not.

I'll see what I can do
to expedite China's answers

to the Inspector's questions
on this unfortunate accident.

This may not have been an accident,
Mr Secretary.

If the Chinese knew
Commander Rabb was on that boat

they could have abducted him

and made the sinking
look like an accident.

- To what end?
- To interrogate him,

hoping to learn our position
on Matsu and Quemoy.

You people are trained
to resist interrogation.

Resist, yes.
But no one can hold out for long

against the drugs
that are available today.

So what do we do?

You inform China
that we know they have him.

But we don't know.

This is just a theory
based on a few chips of paint.

It's all we have. We must act on it.

Commander, my job is to avoid
international incidents,

not to create them.

Then you won't help us?

Not without more evidence.

Are you hurt, pilgrim?

Come on, son. Are you hurt?

- No.
- Not so loud.

If they hear us talking, they'll move you.

And you don't want that to happen.

Why not?

I'm going to keep you sane.

One step ahead of the mind games
they'll play on you.

Mind games? Like this one?

No. No, but keep thinking like that.

Don't trust anyone, including me.

- Where are you?
- Obviously, somewhere below you.

- Are you a prisoner?
- No. I'm here on vacation.

I wanted something dank
and dark for a change.

Of course I'm a prisoner.
US Navy, just like you.

How'd you know I was Navy?

I heard the guards talking.

You speak Chinese?

When you've been here
as long as I have, you'll pick it up, too.

- You don't believe me?
- No.

Oh, hell, I don't blame you.

My first thought was that
you were another mind game

Colonel Hahn was playing on me.

Then I realised I've been here too long
for him to bother anymore.

- How long?
- I don't know.

I lost track of time long ago.

Yeah, don't tell me what year it is.
I don't want to know.

Either way, it'd be too depressing.

I can tell you I was captured in '69.

- Vietnam?
- No. Kansas City.

Wait!

I hear footsteps.
Someone's coming for you.

Taiwan's held Matsu
and Quemoy for 47 years,

which gives them a firm territorial claim

and makes a US action
in their defence highly justifiable.

The grey area would be Chinese actions
in Quemoy's coastal waters.

Why?

Well, the islands
are close to the Mainland,

well within the 12-mile sea limit
most nations claim as their waters.

- This can't be a unique occurrence.
- No, it isn't.

In any other case, when one country's
sea limit ran into another's land limit,

they would simply acknowledge
a mean line in between.

- But China isn't any other case.
- All right.

Make up a list of examples
and precedents

where the land limit
has uncontested domain.

Assistant Secretary Bair?
I've got your wife on the line.

- Hello?
- Hi, honey...

I can't talk now, Ethel. I'm in a meeting.

You, too. I'll call you tonight.

All right,
taking that as a point of departure,

Commander Krennick...

They're doing it to me again.

Inspector Chang?

What have you learned?

Please, let's walk.

For the last year,

we've been working
under the assumption

the Mainland has all police stations
under surveillance.

And no one wants
to upset the new bosses?

Correct.

The Mainland has promised to
give Hong Kong autonomy for 50 years,

but no one believes that.

You were correct.
It was not an accident.

Commander Rabb is being held
in a local Chinese garrison.

- How accurate is your source?
- Impossible to know.

They say Commander Rabb
will soon be shipped to Beijing.

But there is a possibility
he can be returned to us before then.

- For a price.
- Of course.

Who is this source?

Since China began to tolerate
capitalism in its free economic zones,

a network of people have emerged
who buy and sell anything.

- Black-marketeers?
- Free-marketeers.

Men and women who deal
in information, not $100 blue jeans.

May I assume
with Secretary Bair's help,

you can raise whatever is needed?

The Navy takes care of its own.

They will contact you directly
within the next few hours.

Please understand,
I will now have to close the case.

Because the free-marketeers
are involved?

The Hong Kong government tacitly
acknowledges they provide a service.

No one expects Mainland
to have such lenient impulses.

Good luck.

Can you speak?

Tell me, Commander,
this is not an interrogation.

We just want to know
if your memory was affected.

Harmon Rabb, Jr.

You were administered drugs
incorrectly and overdosed.

You've been in a coma 27 days.

The doctor responsible
is in a cell near yours.

You were shaved daily.
Even given a haircut.

But some bedsores were unavoidable.

- Does my mother know I'm okay?
- Your mother thinks you're dead.

Commander, it was assumed
you were lost at sea.

- You're lying.
- To what point?

- To break me down.
- It's no longer necessary.

We successfully reclaimed
Matsu and Quemoy from Taiwan.

Your government protested,
but did not respond with force.

You're both so obvious.

I can assure you, Commander,
it is the truth.

Then I can be released.

Unfortunately, your release at this time

would prove most embarrassing.

Are you going to keep me?

Would you prefer to be shot?

Take solace in knowing, Commander,

you're not the first,
nor will you be the last.

Where you been?

I missed you.

How long have I been gone?

Oh, there's no way
to keep track of time down here.

A couple of days,
a couple of weeks, a month.

God, it's true.

- What?
- I've been in a coma for a month.

No, no, that's another mind game.

Like you?

- You got bed sores?
- Yeah.

Yeah, look at them. They're fake.

And you're not weak
because you were in any coma.

They've drugged you.

- How do you know?
- Colonel Hahn did it to me.

Only I didn't have anyone
to tell me it was a trick.

God, I can't think!

Well, it's the drugs.

How do I know
you're not part of the mind game?

If I were,
why would I be telling you this?

I don't know. I don't know.

My finger's cut.

- What?
- My finger.

The cut is still fresh.

Can't be more than
a couple of days old.

I couldn't
have been in a coma for a month.

Well, whatever you do,
don't let them know you're onto them.

Start doing some pushups.

You've got to get those drugs
out of your system.

Good idea.

All right.

Now, don't you think it's time
we got to know each other?

Harm! Harmon Rabb.

I'm a Lieutenant Commander
in the United States Navy.

- What's so funny?
- You tell Colonel Hahn

I've been here too long
to play a game like this anymore.

Why are you saying that?

Because I'm Lieutenant Commander
Harmon Rabb of the US Navy.

Hello!

I thought we were meeting
your free-marketeer contact, Inspector.

You are.

Most of the police force will be replaced
by the Mainland next year,

our pensions probably dissolved.

I've begun my transition
to my next career. Please.

And you don't see
any conflict of interest?

Next year everyone will be
on the other side of the street.

Until then, I keep my moonlighting
absolutely separate.

Do you know
where Commander Rabb is being held?

No.

Please understand,
I do not represent his captors.

I am the middleman
trying to bring the two parties together.

Who's the other party?

Someone serving in the local garrison
where your man is being held.

If they are to be believed,

they are in a position to
break your Commander out of captivity.

Are they to be believed?

I cannot guarantee that,
but my instinct is yes.

If this were a scam,
they would have wanted money.

What do they want instead?

Asylum in the US, no questions asked.

Apparently, local garrison duty
is less than desirable.

We get Commander Rabb,
they get asylum. What do you get?

A phone number I can ring up
day or night

that will give me
instant sanctuary in your embassy,

shall I ever desire it.

Do you find these terms acceptable?

Only if we get
Commander Rabb back alive.

Agreed.

For obvious reasons,
we can never speak of this again.

Try the bao, it's excellent.

Wait!

Look.

- He said yes.
- But I'm not sure it was the truth.

He said yes. We have it on tape.
That is all I need, Captain.

And if he was lying?

If the Americans will not interfere
and because he says they will,

we decide to take more drastic steps?

Such as?

If the Americans
will go to war for the islands,

Beijing may as well invade Taiwan.

- How much time do you need, Captain?
- I need months.

But since I only have days,
I'll have to take some big risks.

Do what you have to do, Captain.

- When did you go down?
- Christmas Eve, 1969.

What carrier
was your squadron attached to?

Ticonderoga.

- Who was your wingman?
- Tom Boone.

- What's your birthday?
- October 25, 1963.

Where was I stationed
when you were born?

Fighter Town, USA.

Miramar.

So far, you haven't told me anything

that couldn't have been uncovered
by Chinese Intelligence.

Then ask me something
they couldn't know.

Where did my father take me
the day before he sailed for Vietnam?

Belmont Park, San Diego.

On Mission Boulevard.

I wanted to show you the roller coaster

before they tore down the park.

We carved our initials
in one of the cars.

This isn't possible.

Do you remember exactly
what initials we carved?

H.R. With a little two squared.

I never understood
what it meant until years later.

My God.

- I must be losing my mind.
- Or I am.

No, you're not. No.

I hear them coming for you.

I can't. I can't.

Now listen to me. Listen to me!

You're going to suck it up!

If I could do it all these years,
you can too, son.

It's 3:30. This is not very promising.

I don't want
to turn back yet, Commander.

This is a waste of time.

We should be at the consulate
helping Bair

prepare his position paper
on Matsu and Quemoy.

How can you say that?

I'm being realistic and not forgetting
we're here to do a job.

I don't see what's to be gained
by any other approach.

- He wasn't your partner.
- He served under me, Lieutenant.

With all due respect,
it's not the same thing.

Excuse me, Lieutenant.

Are we having a competition over
who cares more about Harm?

I'm just as upset as you are.

I'm just not as good at showing it
as you are.

I never was.

I've grown to care
very much about Harm.

- I understand.
- I'm not sure you do, Meg.

I know how that sounded.

Now.

You're wondering

if Harm and I were sleeping together?

No, ma'am.

Yes, ma'am.

Unfortunately, no.

Were you?

We never slept together.

- But you thought about it?
- Yes.

Too bad.

Why?

For admitting
to the same desires as you?

No.

For telling me.

You wouldn't say that
if you thought he was still alive.

Did that woman just leave her baby?

It's Harm's.

What is it now?

Commander Rabb's been found
and we need your help.

- Is he alive?
- Being held in Nantou

in a Xi Chang Army province garrison
not far from the new territories.

I know where Nantou is.

Where did you get this information?

We have someone willing
to break him out tomorrow

if you'll guarantee them asylum.

Oh, well, wait a minute.

Asylum by tomorrow is impossible.

Why impossible?

This isn't like issuing
a driver's licence, Commander.

For one thing, a background
investigation has to be done.

That takes time.

Why does everyone
outside of Washington

think it's so simple?

Mr Secretary,

you will guarantee this person asylum
by tomorrow or...

Or what, Commander?

Or your wife will find out you've been
having an affair in Hong Kong.

- That's a lie.
- With me.

She'll never believe you.

Dear Mrs Bair,
I've been getting up the courage

to write this letter for a long time.

I love your husband and he loves me.
It all began in Cuba.

We put a call in to her.
Would you like me to get that?

No! No!

No!

Make a decision, Mr Secretary.

Please, sit and eat.

Is this how I am to live from now on?

If you prove useful.

I thought my cooperation
was no longer needed.

I'm sure there will be other opportunities
for Beijing to use your naval knowledge.

I'm not a traitor.

Maybe not today.
But, in time, who knows?

The rewards may prove too tempting.

Blunt and to the point.

I arranged for a guard
to short the electricity to these cells

so the Colonel cannot monitor us.

We only have a minute.

What is this?
The game within the game?

You were never in a coma,
you were drugged.

They still need to know

the American position
on Matsu and Quemoy.

Now do you believe this is not a game?

I already figured the coma was a lie
and you knew it.

Commander, I can get
the three of us out of here.

- The three of us?
- You, me and your father.

Did you think it was just a coincidence
you were brought here?

No. That doesn't make sense.

Nothing will.

You still have
too many drugs in your system.

Tonight, I was supposed
to give you more.

Tomorrow, we'll cross the border
into Hong Kong.

Why are you doing this?

If you were me, would you rather spend
the rest of your life here,

or in America?

What can she gain if her offer's a trick?

It sounds like you don't believe her.

I want to,

but it's getting hard
to separate reality from fantasy.

Remember what I used to tell you
when you were little?

Always address adults as sir or ma'am
and never play with matches.

And that our instincts are always right.

We just learn to ignore them.

And that deep down,
if you know something's not right...

It isn't.

But I don't know
what my instincts are telling me.

It may be a chance
for us to get out of here.

Now I'm not sure, but right now,
it's the only chance we've got!

Maybe you're the one
who can't believe this is real

after all this time.

It's possible.

The fantasy is completely logical
within its own rules.

He has created his father in his mind,

just like you said he would.

And now we shall use it
to learn the truth.

Dad? Dad?

Dad, it's Harm.

Dad!

He's on his way to the border.

Why isn't he coming with us?

Moving you together
would be too dangerous.

Would you lower the gun, please?

He told me not to trust you.
He said it wouldn't happen.

It won't happen if we don't leave now!

- How are we getting out of here?
- Through the front gate.

I have papers
authorising your transfer to Beijing.

- Let me see them.
- Do you read Chinese?

Shoot him! Shoot him now!

- You fool! He'd have given the alarm.
- So would my gunshot.

I didn't think of using a pillow.

Next time I tell you to do something,
you do it.

Now move.

Why would China keep my dad
a POW all this time?

After all these years,

it would be too embarrassing
to release him.

- Are there others?
- Yes.

- How many?
- Only Beijing knows.

If we make it to Hong Kong,
the world will demand to know.

Which is why they won't hesitate
to kill both of us.

This doesn't feel right.

Are you going to doubt me
all the way to Hong Kong?

Wouldn't you in my shoes?

I suppose so.

Headlights.

- You think that's them?
- We'll have to wait and see.

You know, I knew you were lying, Harm.

You resisted well,
but no one can hide the truth

from me and my drugs.

Your navy will not interfere
if we take Matsu and Quemoy.

Did you tell the Colonel?

He would have sent you on to Beijing

and I wouldn't have
anyone to trade for my freedom.

Well, at least I tried.

Is my father in that van?

You're free to see.

There he is!

- Stay put, Lieutenant.
- But it's Harm.

He's still on the other side of the border.

You really didn't expect
to find him there, did you?

Drop the pistol, Commander,
before they shoot you.

It's only loaded with blanks anyway.

There are times when I do tell the truth.

- Where is he?
- In your mind.

- I talked to him.
- It was the drugs you talked to.

He knew things only he could know.
He was in that cell.

Never.

Once I planted the thought in your head,
the drugs did the rest.

He was lying, Colonel.

The Americans will not interfere
if we take back the islands.

- Your weapon, Captain.
- What?

- What is going on, sir?
- You made a deal with the Americans.

What are you talking about?

You were trying to escape to Hong Kong
with the American Commander.

- I was following our plan.
- What plan?

You are under arrest, Captain.

Colonel, why are you doing this?

We no longer need
to continue the charade.

- I know the truth.
- Come, Commander. Now.

Come on.

Here we go.

Keep moving if you want to get home!

- Oh, thank you, Commander.
- Who was she?

- I never knew her name.
- Captain Lishi.

- She was my interrogator.
- The best we had.

- Did you...
- Tell her? No.

She was certain she knew the truth.

She couldn't have, Colonel Hahn.
I didn't know yet myself.

I still hadn't
formulated my recommendation

when you picked me up.

I am not Hahn.
My name is Colonel Yang-Chi.

I replaced Colonel Hahn 10 years ago.

- 10 years ago?
- Yes.

Who told you about Colonel Hahn?

My father.