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Move it, polliwog!

On your knees, polliwog!

- Get down!
- On your knees!

- Crawl forward! Crawl forward!
- On your knees. On your knees.

On your knees. On your knees.

- She won't move!
- Slime her!

You like it, don't you?

Get up!

Keep going, polliwog!

Go!

On your knees. On your knees.

Get down.

Get your ass down. Get down.

Release this polliwog
before the great Neptune.

Who are you?

A trusty shellback, sir!

Take this daughter of Neptune
to the showers.

Who are you?

Lieutenant Marilyn Isaacs, sir.

Silence.

Stubborn maggot, aren't you?

Take her to
the Tank of Truth and Wisdom.

Come on.

All right, maggot. You asked for it.

Who are you?

A trusty shellback, sir.

Why didn't you say that
in the first place?

- That a way, Skates.
- All right...

Well, Marilyn,
how's it feel to be a member

of the Ancient Order of the Deep?

Following in his father's footsteps
as a naval aviator,

Lieutenant Commander
Harmon Rabb, Jr.,

suffered a crash while landing
his Tomcat

on a storm-tossed carrier at sea.

Diagnosed with night blindness,

Harm transferred to the Navy's
Judge Advocate General Corps,

which investigates, defends
and prosecutes the law of the sea.

There, with fellow JAG lawyer,
Major Sarah MacKenzie,

he now fights in and out
of the courtroom

with the same daring and tenacity
that made him a top gun in the air.

The sexual harassment hotline
received her complaint last night.

- Attention on deck.
- As you were.

Lieutenant Marilyn Isaacs is an F-14
pilot stationed aboard the Seahawk.

The incident occurred during
a Crossing the Line.

I thought the Navy
was gonna deep six that?

It's been toned down, major.

Yeah, but it's still a great part
of Navy tradition.

Something tells me Commander Rabb
had his day as a polliwog.

Well, the first time
I crossed the equator, I got hosed,

I had to do maybe a thousand sit-ups,
I got dunked twice,

and I had to crawl through the Tunnel
of Moral Courage blindfolded.

What I wouldn't give
to have been there.

As an observer, naturally.

There's a complicating factor.

The complaint was filed
against the Seahawk CAG.

Tom Boone?

A CAG's got nothing
to do with Crossing the Line.

Lieutenant Isaacs claims
that the ceremony is only part

of a campaign of harassment
Captain Boone has waged against her.

The timing's unfortunate.

The Selection Board
has recommended Boone

for a deep-draft command.

Captain Boone
was my father's wingman in Vietnam.

That's why I'm sending
you along, major.

I expect an impartial enquiry
on both sides.

Not that Commander Rabb
would be anything but objective.

The commander's known
for his dispassionate advocacy.

I don't need to remind you
that the naval policy

is zero tolerance
for sexual harassment.

There she is.

My first sea duty.

Your only sea duty, Bud.

All clear.

Lieutenant Commander Rabb?

Ensign Harriet Sims.

The skipper assigned me to be your
escort aboard the Seahawk, sir.

Thank you, ensign.

I wonder if the skipper's aware
I'm aboard, sir.

Lieutenant Roberts was the previous
public affairs officer on the Seahawk.

Yes, sir. He's a legend, sir.

If you'll stick to my six...

That's what pilots
call their tail, ma'am.

So I've been told.

Let's go.

Ensign Sims, I don't mean to question
your sense of direction,

but the aft hatch?

It's the quickest way, sir.

The major here
is wearing high heels.

And that might be a problem
on the knee-knockers on the 04 level.

You remember those, sir?

Seven ladders straight up
that top out just after the bridge?

Good call, lieutenant.

I guess I've been at sea too long,

I've forgot women
wear those darned things.

Follow me.

Commander Rabb.

How's it feel to be back
in the real Navy?

Pretty damn good, sir.

Major MacKenzie, Captain Boone.

Welcome aboard.

A pleasure to be here, sir.

Mr. Roberts,
you've made lieutenant.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

For what? I had nothing to do
with your promotion.

For remembering me, sir.

Well, you're a hard man to forget.

I'd like to arrange a time
to take your statement, sir.

Let me see if I understand
how this works, commander.

One of my officers has a problem.

But instead of coming to me
or the skipper,

she calls a hotline
somewhere in Washington.

And the next day, my selection
for command gets put on hold

and a couple of JAG lawyers
fly 6000 miles to interrogate me.

Is that about it?

The Navy takes
sexual harassment seriously, sir.

So do I, major.

You know where to find me.

Two things.

First, you have my full cooperation.

Second, no one will interfere
with the investigation,

and that includes me.

- I'm only interested in the truth.
- We all are, sir.

And in case you didn't know,

the CAG has grounded
Lieutenant Isaacs for unsafe flying.

Was this before or after she filed
her complaint, sir?

Two days before.

She came in low,
tailhook hit the ramp.

The CAG made a tough call.

Tough on Lieutenant Isaacs, sir.

The Navy has a clear duty
to give all of its pilots

the best possible chance
to succeed, major.

It also has a duty to keep them alive.

Lieutenant Isaacs, your complaint
alleges that Captain Thomas Boone

sexually harassed you?

He was responsible. Yes, ma'am.

When exactly
did this harassment occur?

It was really a pattern
of harassment, ma'am.

It culminated during
the Crossing the Line ceremony.

Please describe what happened.

I was touched inappropriately.

All right, maggot. You asked for it.

I was subjected to remarks
of a sexual nature.

Get your ass into
the Tunnel of Moral Courage.

Move it, polliwog. Move!

I was assaulted with a pitchfork.

Master Chief Sullivan forced me

into a sexually compromising position
with another woman.

It was...

It was the most degrading moment
of my life.

Your complaint is
filed against the CAG.

Why not against Master Chief Sullivan
and the others?

They were just going along,
doing what the CAG wanted.

How can you be certain of that?

When it was all over,

the CAG congratulated Sullivan
for rubbing my nose in it.

And why would the CAG
ask Master Chief Sullivan

to give you a hard time?

The CAG doesn't approve
of women in combat.

So my failure would prove him right.

It costs a million dollars
to train an F-14 pilot, lieutenant.

Why would he wanna throw
that money away?

I don't know.

I wouldn't presume to guess
how his mind works.

What exactly did he do, lieutenant?

He told me that...

That women don't have
the psychological hardness

to handle night carrier landings.

And one time, just before I went up,

he whispered in my ear
that he'd bet $20 that I'd wet my pants.

So the Crossing the Line ceremony
was part of a larger pattern

of sexual harassment
and discrimination

by Captain Boone designed
to discredit you

and have you removed
from flight status?

Major, why don't we let the lieutenant
tell her story at her own pace?

He knew that I was flying
a training mission the next day.

So he got Master Chief Sullivan
to mess me up real good

during the Crossing the Line
ceremony.

And then my RIO screwed up,
so I had a poor landing.

The CAG got what he wanted.
He removed me from flight status.

Did the grounding have anything
to do

with your filing a complaint
against the CAG?

No, sir.

Timing might indicate otherwise,
lieutenant.

Look, this was not an easy decision
for me to make.

I'd like to go back to
the Crossing the Line ceremony.

Why didn't you just declare it
a red light and walk away?

I wanted to.

But they just...
They kept grabbing me.

And they were touching me.

Did you complain?

The more I protested,
the more they just...

They went after me.

Then I just got scared
and I just went along with it.

Monte Cristo.

That would be
a violation of federal law.

I'm gonna have to review
Lieutenant Isaac's training records

and PLAT tapes.

I'll make them available to you,
commander.

If she was a man,
she still wouldn't be any damn good.

If she was a man, she wouldn't
be filing charges against you.

I'm not gonna lower the standards
just because she's a woman.

You give her every chance?

There's no learning curve
with this lieutenant. None.

She blames other people
for her mistakes.

The landing signal officer, her RIO.

And you.

Me.

I just received a telephone call
from Admiral Drake.

It seems Lieutenant Isaacs' complaint
has come to the attention

of Congresswoman DeLong.

At this point, it's only an internal hotline
investigation, sir.

How does the congresswoman
know about it?

Lieutenant Isaacs
is DeLong's constituent.

The lieutenant's mother notified her.

The congresswoman will arrive aboard
the Seahawk tomorrow at 0800.

Talk about a broad interpretation
of constituent service.

Admiral Drake authorized the visit.

He doesn't want this to blow up
into another Tailhook.

Congresswoman DeLong is one
of the Navy's severest critics.

The congresswoman is pleased to
discover that one of the JAG lawyers

investigating the complaint
is a woman.

The congresswoman believes
that you will give Lieutenant Isaacs

a fair hearing.

I give everyone a fair hearing, sir.

Including the CAG?

State your name and rank
for the record, please.

I'm Master Chief Petty Officer
Max Sullivan.

Were you present during
the Crossing the Line ceremony

aboard the Seahawk on April 1 st?

I was Neptunus Rex himself.

You have my congratulations,
master chief.

Well, I know the honour just goes
to the oldest sailor,

but I like to think
that I earned it, ma'am.

Did you have any interaction
with Lieutenant Isaacs

- during the ceremony?
- Yes, ma'am.

Did you direct that she slow-dance
with Lieutenant Hawkes?

Yes, ma'am. I did.

They all had to.
That's part of the fun.

Did you order Lieutenant Isaacs
dunked in an engine container

filled with foul smelling water?

Yes, the Tank of Truth and Wisdom.
Yes, ma'am, three times.

And was that also part of the fun?

The lieutenant had a little trouble
getting with the programme.

Did you single her out
for any special abuse?

No, sir. I did not.
She seemed to be enjoying herself,

you know, like one of the guys.

Am I to understand that guys
enjoy the Tank of Truth and Wisdom?

Well, you enjoy the hell out of it
once it's over, ma'am,

if you'll excuse my language.

Well, master chief, Lieutenant Isaacs
didn't enjoy it during or afterwards.

Did you treat her any differently
than the men, chief?

Get your ass
into the Tunnel of Moral Courage!

- On your knees!
- I did not.

You piece of trash!
Don't look me in the eye!

Master Chief Sullivan, did anybody
order you or request in any way

that you give Lieutenant Isaacs
a hard time?

No, sir.

You never discussed the ceremony
with the CAG?

No, ma'am.

Did you talk to the CAG
after the ceremony?

Oh, yes, yes.
He came and informed me

that Area One had been named
the best in the fleet

for raising our emergency barricade
in under two minutes.

- That will be all, master chief.
- Sir, ma'am, if I may?

The thing is, she didn't have
to go through that ceremony.

She knew what she was getting into.

Then why did she volunteer?

Well, if she hadn't,
she'd look like a wuss, ma'am.

There's something that you ought
to know. I think I can quote this.

"A naval ceremony should follow
the long-established rules

for its execution
carefully and exactly.

Such attention to detail honours
those men who established this ritual

and all those past,
present and future,

that will take part
in the same ceremony."

- Fleet Admiral Chester A. Nimitz.
- Yes, sir.

I don't think Admiral Nimitz was talking
about dumping Jell-O on women,

or poking them with pitchforks.

With all due respect, ma'am,
you just don't get it.

Oh, I get it all too well, master chief.

The world has changed
and you got left behind.

Don't go too close to the edge.
You don't wanna fall over.

I can swim.

Not down there.

The vortex sucks you under,
you go through the screws

and you just come out
looking like Spam.

What do you make
of Lieutenant Isaacs?

She carries herself well.

I like her attitude.

I'd like her case a whole lot better

if she'd filed a complaint
before she was grounded.

We're talking 48 hours, Harm,
it takes time.

How much time does it take
to figure out you had your six pinched?

Time to weigh the consequences.

She put her career on the line
by filing her complaint.

CAG put his career on the line
by grounding her.

I think she's got a case.

Slow-dancing with another woman,
getting groped,

poked with a pitchfork in the butt.

Hell, when I crossed the equator,
I spent a half hour slow-dancing

with Bob Fredericks.

Did you date much afterwards?

Detail, halt.

Left face.

Present arms.

Order, hut.

At ease.

- I made a few notes, ensign.
- Notes, sir?

Well, just because I've done
so many of these.

The congressperson
will be piped aboard?

As a matter of course, sir.

I see you've arranged for side boys.

Yes, sir. Six in all,
four male, two female.

Female. That's a nice touch.

Yes, sir. Everybody gets a chance.

The side boys will form their line
at the helicopter door.

They'll salute on the first note
of the pipe

and finish together on the last note.

- Full honours?
- Full honours.

Full honours.
Four ruffles and flourishes.

You're doing a great job, Harriet.

Thank you, sir.

Have any more notes for me?

I must have left them
somewhere else.

The good old days are gone, Harm.
They ended with Tailhook.

This is a new Navy with new rules.

Hey, whatever may or may not have
happened during Crossing the Line,

there's no evidence the CAG
was involved.

Is that friendship talking?

I wanna ask you something.

Are you more likely to believe
Lieutenant Isaacs

because she's a woman?

I've had to fight a lot of prejudice
to get where I am, Harm.

I guess that makes me wanna give her
the benefit of the doubt.

Wait till you see this.

It was a bad approach
from the beginning.

She rolled out on final,
called the ball.

Her approach lights
are below the crosshairs.

So she's under the glide slope?

Tomcat 204,
you are under glide slope.

Look at her nose come up.
Now she's got too much power.

She's flown right back up
through the glide path.

To compensate,
she cuts back on the power.

Wave off. Wave off.

Ignores the wave off.

A few feet lower,
she'd have had a ramp strike.

Sir. Lieutenant Elizabeth Hawkes,
sir.

The CAG asked me
to give you these.

I'm Major MacKenzie, JAG Corps.

Everyone onboard knows
who you are, ma'am.

I'd be interested in hearing
why you took part

in the Crossing the Line ceremony.

The same reason
all the women were.

It's important to be one of the guys.

Were you improperly touched,
spoken to lewdly

or otherwise sexually harassed?

- Not so that I noticed.
- Don't feel you were singled out

- because of your sex?
- No, sir.

Even when forced to dance
with Lieutenant Isaacs?

The only problem
was we both wanted to lead.

They treated everyone pretty bad.

Let me ask a hypothetical question.

What would you have done
if someone had grabbed you?

A woman who can't handle some jerk
playing grab-ass

doesn't belong in the Navy, ma'am.

- Thank you, lieutenant.
- Skates, ma'am.

- That's what they all call me.
- Skates?

Because I grew up on wheels.

Permission to speak freely,
ma'am? Sir?

For a woman to be one of the guys,

well, sometimes she has to be willing
to give up something of herself.

You know, be less of a woman.

Sometimes it sucks.

The question is why should she
have to be one of the guys?

Permission to speak freely?

The conversation's
still on record, lieutenant.

I understand that, ma'am.

I guess I'm a little bothered
by the fact

you've been asking questions
behind my back.

This is an investigation.
Asking questions is what we do.

What exactly
did Lieutenant Hawkes say?

All our investigations
are confidential, lieutenant.

She's one of the senior RIOs.

- Her word counts for a lot.
- What's your point?

I think she resents the fact
that I'm a pilot

and she has to sit in the back seat.

I understand you're under
a lot of pressure, lieutenant,

but this is not a productive line
of discourse.

The main thing is I don't want to do
anything that'll hurt the Navy.

I just want the same chance
as the others.

We're in the preliminary stages
of our investigation.

There's nothing anyone can do.

What if I withdraw my complaint?

You still have to go before
the Flight Review Board.

They decide if the CAG
made the correct decision

removing you from flight status.

I've worked all my life to be a pilot.

Flying off carriers is what I want.

The CAG can make the Board
go away.

You're asking to be returned
to flight status?

Yes, sir.

You're still a naval aviator, lieutenant,
subject to the Navy's rules.

What I want is within the rules.

I don't think so.

Then maybe it's time
some of those rules got changed.

I hope this goes well.

Oh, you've got it knocked, Harriet.

- Is something wrong?
- No, everything's fine.

- I just thought...
- You look nice.

I'm sorry. I did not mean that.

So you don't think I look nice?

Well, I just don't know
if it's appropriate to say.

I outrank you

and I may have inadvertently
uttered a yellow light remark.

Do you have an ulterior motive,
lieutenant?

No, I don't think I do.

Then I'll choose to believe
you were sincere.

Welcome aboard the Seahawk,
ma'am.

Ensign.

Present arms.

Keep up the good work, ladies.

- Order, hut.
- Order.

Welcome to the Seahawk, ma'am.

I can't tell you how good it feels

to get out of Washington's
smoke-filled rooms.

Captain Boone.

Glad to have you with us, ma'am.

Nice of you to say so,
all things considered.

Our Ensign Sims will show you
to your quarters, ma'am.

Thank you, captain.

This way, ma'am.

If I'm to be your advocate, Marilyn,
I need to know everything.

No ugly surprises.

I want nothing more
than to get it out in the open.

You know how hard I fought
to widen the role of women in combat.

The failure of even one woman
puts the entire programme at risk.

I don't intend to fail, ma'am.

I don't intend to let you.

You're aware that Lieutenant Isaacs

has filed a sexual
harassment complaint.

Would you like to respond, sir?

Her complaint's without merit.

You have the right
to make a full statement, sir.

I just did so, major.

Did you deal with Lieutenant Isaacs

as you did other aviators
under your command?

I treat them all the same.

Did you ever whisper in her ear
that she was gonna wet her pants, sir?

I did not.

Did you instruct Master Chief Sullivan
to cause Lieutenant Isaacs

to be groped, poked with a pitchfork
and/or verbally abused

during the Crossing the Line
ceremony?

Now, why the hell would I do that?

That's what we're here
to find out, sir.

I did not.

Captain Boone,
why did you ground Lieutenant Isaacs?

Because she was an accident
waiting to happen.

This whole ship's
like a damn men's club.

They knew exactly
what the CAG wanted.

- They?
- His guys.

The L.S.O., the air boss.

When a male pilot messes up,
he gets spoken to privately.

When I do something wrong,
they write up my grade,

post it in the ready room
for everybody to laugh at.

Come on, Marilyn,
they post everybody's grades.

You give me something substantial
to work with.

Okay. During a missile shoot,

my RIO, radar intercept officer,
had trouble finding the drone.

So I couldn't lock in on time.

I fired the sidewinder
and the damned thing missed.

It's not my fault.

But the CAG gives me
an unsatisfactory.

Did he grade the other female pilots
the same way?

All of us. Yes, ma'am.

You are the only one
that's complained so far, Marilyn.

I'm the only one who has the guts.

She should never have been sent
to the ship.

Because she's a woman, sir?

Because she's a below-average
pilot.

It took her three tries
to make her carrier qualifications.

That's two more chances
than a man would get.

If she had a shaky training record,
why was she moved through?

There's a lot of pressure
from Washington

to get women
into the front seat, major.

During her tour,

Lieutenant Isaacs progressed
from undistinguished to disastrous.

She's a total flop
at air combat manoeuvres.

She never got a shot off.

Who'd she blame that time?

Commander Rabb,
please don't editorialize.

The Seahawk controller for
not getting her into the right position.

Claimed he put her
in front of the bogey?

The truth is,
Lieutenant Smith had her.

For the record,
who is Lieutenant Smith?

That would be Lieutenant
Margaret Louise Smith.

I was sexually humiliated and abused
in front of the entire crew.

The CAG knew that it'd rattle me.

I had a mission the next day
and I screwed up a little bit.

Nothing serious,
but they made a big deal about it.

You grounded Lieutenant Isaacs
after a substandard landing.

The L.S.O. Log indicates...

...OSCB EGAR DNKH.

That's correct.

Can you tell me
what those initials stand for, sir?

OSCB. Overshot, came back.

EGAR. Eased gun at ramp.

What about "DNKH"?

Well, that's the technical one, major.

Damn near killed herself.

You have no doubt that you made
the right decision, sir?

Lieutenant Isaacs is a danger
to herself and to others.

That's why I grounded her.

Enter.

Sir, the skipper requests
Commander Rabb

and Major MacKenzie
in the ward room, sir.

Very well. Dismissed.

I spoke with Lieutenant Isaacs.

I believe her.

I'd be interested in knowing
what you think.

The investigation
isn't complete yet, ma'am.

We wanna make sure we have all
the facts before we render an opinion.

You know I won't allow this
to be swept under the rug.

We have no intention of doing that.

Just one of the boys, major?

Major MacKenzie has a high regard
for the truth, ma'am.

- Forgive me, major.
- Good afternoon.

As you were, commander.
Thank you for joining me.

I want women to have equal
opportunity in the Armed Services.

Yes, ma'am.
We should all have the same chance.

I will not tolerate a culture of reprisal,
ostracism, harassment

and retribution against women.

Never forget that naval officers
like Captain Boone

serve at the pleasure
of the government.

It's a new day.
It's time he got a clue.

Captain Boone served his country
in Vietnam, ma'am.

He has a long
and distinguished record.

In my opinion, commander,

a man can have a long
and distinguished career

and still be a pig.

Excuse me, sir.

I'd like to think
there's nothing I can't fix.

And right now,
this Marilyn Isaacs situation

presents a major problem
for the future of women in combat.

Well, ma'am, I think it's safe to say
that on that point we are in agreement.

How tall are you?

Excuse me?

How would you feel if I told you

you looked really cute
in that uniform?

And you should dye your hair
platinum blond?

Six-foot four.

I'll give your regards to my tailor.

And platinum really isn't my shade,
ma'am.

Admiral Drake
called me earlier today.

He understands that I'm trying
to find a middle way.

She's totally willing to accept
responsibility for a poor landing.

All that needs to happen
is that she's given another chance.

That's not my call, ma'am.

She was grounded
for good reason, ma'am.

You're a lawyer, commander.
That's not your call.

Commander Rabb flew F-14s
off the Seahawk.

Wasn't your RIO killed
in a crash, commander?

Perhaps you're not the one
to pass judgement.

What do you think, lieutenant?

About what, Harriet?

How do you think it went today?

Excellent.

Great.

There is one thing though.

Yes?

- May I?
- May you what?

Well, your insignia is...

I don't know if that's a red light.

Straightening my insignia?

It's so hard to know what appropriate
behaviour is sometimes.

- You know, red light, green light.
- Just straighten the damn thing, sir.

Thank you.

You wanted to see me, skipper?

I want Lieutenant Isaacs
on tonight's intercept mission.

The Flight Review Board
hasn't cleared her to fly.

Well, that's yesterday's news, Tom.

The congresswoman
called Admiral Drake.

The admiral wants Lieutenant Isaacs
returned to flight status.

They're jumping the gun on this,
admiral.

I suggest you tell them to hold off
on any formal action

until our investigation
is complete and...

Yes, sir. I'll wait right here.

Attention on deck.

- Carry on.
- Aye, sir.

You miss it?

Sometimes. Never at night.

Excuse me, sir.

Flight schedule
for tonight's intercept mission.

Since I first typed it, Lieutenant Isaacs'
RIO has changed twice.

A sudden outbreak of flu, sir.

"Traulson."

Traulson just came aboard
a week ago.

They got my least experienced RIO
flying with Isaacs.

Get me Lieutenant Hawkes.

Yes, sir.

I'm gonna have to resign
my commission.

Oh, hell, CAG. There's no reason
to fall on your sword.

We've got a United States
congressperson

telling me how to run my air wing,
and it ain't part of my job to please her.

The Navy can't afford
to lose good officers like you, CAG.

But we've got to draw
the line somewhere, Harm.

This seems like
it might be the right place.

You sent for me, sir?

I need you to fly with Isaacs tonight.

Sir, may I be very blunt with you?

I wouldn't expect anything less.

With the weather forecast
for tonight,

there's gonna be a fair amount
of deck movement

and night landings
aren't her best thing, sir.

That's why I need my best RIO
in the back seat.

I won't forget this, Skates.

Won't let you, sir.

Flaps down.

Flaps down.

- Wing sweep automatic.
- Wing sweep automatic.

Raptor 204 up and ready.

Now there's a woman
who's ready to go to war.

Only one problem, ma'am.

The catapult gets her off the deck,

but she has to get back on
all by herself.

Why not just say
what's on your mind, commander?

You had no business
getting Lieutenant Isaacs

put back in the aircraft.

- Mr. Rabb.
- Captain.

I'd like to hear what he has to say.

You helped to manipulate the system
to get what she wanted.

That's enough.

I'll see you in my at-sea cabin
immediately after the mission.

Aye, sir.

Looks like we're going flying.

Okay, Raptor 204, let's bump heads.

204, roger.

I'm gonna have his ass.

Raptor 204, intercept an
unidentified bogey. Inbound.

Bearing 120.

204, roger that.

Come on, take it easy, Marilyn.
You're flying into a black hole.

It's okay, Skates, I got it.

I've got contact, bearing 020.

CAG's inbound.

That's Isaac diving towards the deck.
She's closing in at 1300 knots.

That's a mile every three seconds.

That gives her a two-second window
to fire a missile.

Fifteen miles. Switch to missiles.

Going to missiles.

She's diving too steep.

- Careful. We're getting low.
- I'm watching it.

She missed big time. Too wide.

She'll have to pull
a seven G turn to convert.

She's not gonna make it.

The wind shifted. Sea's picking up.

Contact, 50 degrees left.
Five miles, opposite direction.

- Break hard left.
- Burner now.

Keep it coming.

Good turn. Overtake, 50 knots.

Bogey on our six, CAG.

Okay, good.

Oh, that was a big-time move.

She just made that intercept.

Looks like you spoke too soon,
commander.

Locking on.

You've got a good tone.

Fox away.

Missile fired.

She missed.

That was a nine G turn.

Only the CAG could
make a move like that.

Good try, 204.

Shoot.

Sir, the squall's moving through.

Penetrating in 15 minutes.

Time to bring them back.

Raptor 206,
we're still ready to play.

Let's go home, Marilyn.

That's a negative, 204.
We got weather.

You did good. Let's call it a night.

Wilco. Out.

We have plenty of fuel.
We could have made another pass.

- Her mike is keyed open.
- Then I would have nailed his six.

Settle down, Marilyn.

You don't wanna take a chance
in this weather.

Skipper, permission to go
onto the L.S.O. Platform?

I don't believe you'll be missed.

Aye-aye, sir.

Tomcat 206, you're a quarter mile out.
Say your fuel.

Seahawk, Raptor 206
commencing approach.

Roger, 206, you are cleared
for landing.

Sir.

CAG's back.

Raptor 204,
you are cleared for landing.

Seahawk, this is Raptor 204
commencing approach.

Hey, Skates, watch us spike it on.

I'll settle for just getting aboard,
Marilyn.

Flaps down.

Gear down.

Wing sweep automatic.

Put the hook down.

Get your hook down, Marilyn.

Hook down.

Selecting command ejection,
rear seat.

Raptor 204,
you are at a mile and three quarters

well below glide slope.

Check ball.

I have the ball.

This is Raptor 204 Tomcat.

Ball, 3.5.

Roger, ball. Pitching deck.
You're low.

You're still low.

Give me some attitude.

You're still under glide path.

Come on, Isaacs,
get back on the glide slope.

Don't go high. Don't go high.

Automatic throttle is screwing us up.

I'm flying manual.

The power's come off!

Attitude. Attitude.

Power. Power. Power.

Hit the deck!

Ejecting!

Fire on the deck.

She's falling into the fire.

Yellow team is on its way.

Corpsmen on standby!
Corpsmen on standby!

Let's get her out of there!

She's drifting over the side!

Where's Harm?

How you doing, Skates?

You owe me, sir.

I guess you'll be leaving now?

Soon, but we still need to complete

the investigation
of the harassment complaint.

So the CAG's not out
of the woods yet?

Well, not yet.

Something like this,
it's like getting gum on your shoe.

What JAG lawyers do is so exciting.

I'm not a lawyer yet.

I know.

But you're gonna be a great one.

I want you to kiss me.

Green light?

I just had a scary thought.

Their children?