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Here you go, sir. Thank you. Have a safe day.

Hey, how many times do I have to tell you?

Get out of here.

I'm gonna call the cops this time. Now go on, get out.

Go on. Go on.

Yeah. Yes.

Yes. Come on.

Yo, how much are these chips?

All the money, old man.

- Now. Get away from that now. - No, no...

Stupid...

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.

Hi, God, it's me, Bud Roberts.

Junior.

I hate to come to you only when I have problems, but...

Well, I have a problem.

I have a final in five hours that I haven't studied for.

I wanted to.

But I got real busy and...

Maybe I procrastinated a little...

Okay, a lot.

But I can't fail.

If there's anything that you can do...

I had to. I had to take them out, lieutenant.

I reacted, sir.

Helo, get down!

A veteran's mental health services amendment

was recommended today by the House...

Remember, reasonable doubt is a qualified doubt. Unreasonable...

And unsubstantiated theories have no place in your deliberations.

You have to get some new material.

Hey, if it works.

Sit down. I could use an audience.

Thanks. I've had my afternoon nap.

Lieutenant Commander Rabb.

Bud, why are you calling me? I gave you the afternoon off to study.

Say again?

I said, we're held up in The Church of the Angels.

Only one of us has a gun.

I told him that I'd call in to headquarters.

Has he threatened you yet?

Negative.

We're surrounded. There's only two of us.

But I don't think that they're aware of our number.

If you know what I mean, sir.

Arrest Team Two, take the three-four corner.

- Yes, sir. - Sniper One, take the one-two corner.

Sniper Two, I want you to cover the right flank of the church.

Let's make it happen.

- Well, you heard him. Let's go. - Go, go, go.

Move!

- Ogden. - Yeah?

- You too. - Let's go.

Excuse me, officer, who's in charge here?

Step back behind the barrier, sir.

I need to speak to who's ever in charge.

I am, as far as you're concerned. Now step behind the barrier.

I'm in communication with someone inside the church.

I don't know.

We're really outnumbered.

Maybe you should consider surrender.

Or not.

He's not picking up the phone in the sacristy.

We'll need to use your friend's phone.

Who are we dealing with here, officer?

You've had contact with the inside. You tell me.

The lieutenant was speaking cryptically,

but he talked about calling in to headquarters,

which leads me to believe that he thought the man

was military, or ex-military.

And at least somewhat delusional.

Well, I wouldn't be surprised.

He appears to be homeless,

suspected in the killing of four people at a convenience store.

Fled the scene with a weapon, locked himself inside,

apparently has a hostage.

I don't think he's threatened the lieutenant.

Then he wouldn't mind if he leaves. The number?

- Five-five-five-zero-one... - Wait.

What?

The man is delusional. It could be hard reasoning with him.

Well, don't worry. We have highly trained negotiators.

He apparently respects the military uniform.

What are you suggesting?

Pick up, Bud.

Come on, come on.

Hello?

Are you all right, lieutenant?

Yes, sir. We're fine.

I'm right outside the door. Can you step up by the window?

He wants me to step up to the window in the door.

It's good to see you, sir.

Put him on.

It's my CO. He wants to talk to you.

I don't think he's taking any phone calls today, sir.

Bad idea.

All right.

Arrest Team One, prepare to move the commander back.

- You got a name? - No, sir.

Pull back. Abort.

All right, soldier, this is Lieutenant Commander Harmon Rabb,

of the United States Navy.

I'd like to talk to you.

What does he think he's doing?

Can he hear me?

Yes, sir.

What's your name, soldier?

SEAL.

He's a SEAL, sir.

What's your rank?

Arrest Team Two, stand by.

All right, I'll just call you SEAL then, all right?

We can work it out. No one else has to be hurt.

I'd like to come inside and talk to you.

What do you say?

We can help you get through this, SEAL.

The Navy tends to their own.

Arrest Team One, move in.

Moving in.

Hold your positions. Damn it.

How can a lieutenant commander in the U.S. Navy

do something so stupid?

All sniper teams, be advised.

We now have a compounded hostage situation.

I had to do it. They were shooting.

Tell them I had to.

Who was shooting? What happened?

Did someone try to rob the store?

Why did you run?

I don't know.

Sir, his cell phone is still on.

At least he's doing something smart. Patch it in.

Why don't you put the gun down?

Come outside, we'll work it out.

Didn't mean to kill them. Didn't have time to think.

You think, you're dead.

Look, SEAL...

What should I call you?

Bauwer.

Get me spelling variations, first and last.

Cross-check all violent felons.

Yes, sir.

I know your situation seems hopeless at the moment,

but let's take some time to work it out.

- That side of the target. - Okay.

- Pentagon. - Military Intelligence.

Bauwer, Bauwer, look, I can help you get through this,

but you have to put the gun down and come outside.

They're just not gonna let me go.

No, but you can explain what happened.

He can't know.

Who?

Hello.

Put Harm on.

- It's the major. - Yeah?

Harm, I wanted to tell you first

before I alarmed anyone, so just listen.

I checked with the Pentagon.

A career Navy SEAL, Chief Petty Officer Paul Bauwer,

deserted nine years ago during a psych consult at Bethesda

after almost killing someone he thought was stalking his wife.

He was missing in action for four years in Vietnam

until he turned up in a POW camp.

Most of his file is sealed.

Get out of there, Harm. He's a trained killing machine.

Considered highly unstable.

Don't you have a final to study for, lieutenant?

Sir?

We'd better get going.

- But, sir... - That's an order.

Yes, sir.

All teams, stand by.

What is wrong with you people?

Acting on your own in these situations can get people killed, major.

But whatever you told him seems to have worked.

Arrest Team One, we have friendlies coming out. Pull back.

- Team One, pull back. - Hold your fire!

Hold.

Stand down!

All right, we have him. Let's get him to safety.

- Let's go. You too, commander. - We're probably gonna go inside.

Didn't think I'd desert you, did you?

Not someone who was MIA.

My dad was MIA.

We lost the cell phone connection, sir.

Maybe his battery went dead.

What did you tell him?

Major, your friend can't wing it alone in there.

I need as much information on this as I can get.

Look, there's no pressure.

They're not gonna just storm in here, so take your time.

- We'll go out when you're ready. - No.

We won't.

Okay, relax. Take it easy.

We'll talk it out right here.

This will get ugly, sir.

You'd better go now.

I'm not leaving without you, Bauwer.

What are you doing?

Stay away from the window. They have snipers.

Someone's at the window.

- Suspect or hostage? - Unknown.

Stand down, chief. Surrender your weapon.

I know it looks bad right now, but there's no reason to end it.

There has to be something worth living for.

Now give me the gun.

Suspect's pointing weapon at hostage.

Do you have a shot?

- Affirmative. - Take it.

- I'm sorry, sir. - No!

Suspect down! We're in! Move, move.

Now.

Get a medic! Get a medic!

Bud, how was the final?

Don't ask, sir. How did the summation go?

It was hard to say. Any word from the hospital yet?

Yeah, he came through the surgery all right.

But they arrested him right after he regained consciousness.

I better get over there.

The admiral wants us in his office first, sir.

- Mac too? - Already there.

- How bad is it? - Well, I've seen him worse.

But I am supposed to have you in his office one minute after court recesses,

which gives us 20 seconds.

Sir, I appreciate you coming to my aid yesterday.

I mean, who knows what would have happened?

And I think that it's only fair that I take the heat.

Well, you're a braver man than I am, Bud.

He's waiting for us.

Enter.

- Reporting as ordered, sir. - At ease.

It seems the three of you had quite a day yesterday.

Yes, sir.

I was telling Major MacKenzie I spent the good part of my morning

on the phone with a CNO, who in turn has been on the phone

with the D.C. Police Department.

Care to guess the topic of conversation?

I thought not.

What you probably didn't guess is I backed you a hundred percent.

Well, 95.

I don't care to what depths this man has sunk.

He was a SEAL and a POW for almost 20 years.

You put yourselves on the line to protect him as you should.

Thank you, sir.

Now, the question is, do we leave it there?

Sir?

Do you think he was trying to prevent this robbery?

Yes, sir.

I also think he will be lost in the system without decent representation.

I agree.

But it's civilian jurisdiction.

Technically, he's still part of the Navy, major.

You don't desert in peace time after 20 years to live on the streets.

Call it post traumatic stress or whatever,

but as far as I'm concerned, this man is our responsibility.

- Am I making myself clear? - Yes, sir.

They'll arraign him as soon as he can leave the hospital.

And unfortunately, he obviously does not have the means

to reimburse the Navy for your time,

so you're gonna have to keep up the rest of your caseload.

Sir, just for the record, the man's a bit of a loose cannon.

Yes, lieutenant, but as far as I know, so are his attorneys.

Dismissed.

Aye, aye, sir.

Why don't you help us out here? Tell us if we're on the right track.

You hang out in front of that store.

You grow a certain fondness for it. Am I right?

The newspaper guy across the street says he sees you there all the time.

A few punks come by, they try to jack the place.

You figure, "Hey, I'm a Navy SEAL. I can handle this."

You try to help, but then something just snaps.

- Snaps. - Understandable.

You didn't mean to kill them.

You just came out of yourself, like someone else was doing it.

- You redlined. - Yeah, you redlined, that's it.

Is that what happened?

Because if that's what happened, why don't you just tell us?

Guy's here who says he's his lawyer.

What?

Interrogating a suspect without his lawyer present?

You guys fail Criminal Procedure 101?

We read him his rights.

When we hear the word lawyer, we walk out the door.

Well, get walking. You just heard it.

Well, we've been here since he woke up.

- He didn't call anyone. - He retained me yesterday.

Is that true?

I told you, chief, the Navy tends to their own.

I'm gonna keep that promise.

Under no circumstances do you contact my ex-wife.

Understood, sir?

If that's what you want.

I'm gonna get you through this, chief.

We'll make it right.

Docket number 872907, The People vs. Paul Bauwer.

One count first degree murder, two counts second degree murder.

- How do you plead? - Not guilty, Your Honour.

I'd like to hear that from the defendant, counsellor.

Not guilty.

Mr. Nardoni?

Your Honour, the defendant is indigent.

He fled the crime scene leading to a standoff with police.

Due to the gravity of the charge, the people ask that the defendant

be held without bail.

Sounds prudent.

Your Honour, my client...

Save it for the trial, counsellor.

Defendant is to be held without bail.

Welcome to the big leagues.

Docket number 873014, The People vs. Patton.

- He said that? - Yeah.

I'll show him the big leagues.

Where does he get murder one? They're gonna go for felony murder?

Felony murder doesn't apply.

They don't believe he was involved in the robbery.

Powder residue on one of the victim's hands indicates that he killed the clerk.

Bauwer just killed everybody else.

The grand jury will never indict him murder one.

I don't know.

The last person killed was apparently running away,

heading towards the door, when Bauwer shot him.

And he still had a gun on him, right?

He was shot in the back, 16 years old.

Is Bauwer ever on the tape?

No, three perps sprayed it black when they entered the store.

Wait a minute. What was that?

What?

That.

Looks like a baseball cap.

Can you read the lettering on it?

No. You're going backwards or forwards?

Forwards. He's wearing his hat backwards.

So someone's going in.

You got photos of the crime scene?

Yeah.

How long before the robbery was that?

About five minutes.

Does anyone come back out?

No.

Looks like a magazine rack

and a video game to the left of the door,

out of view of the camera.

We have a witness.

So, what's so special about a homicidal homeless man

that has the U.S. Military defending him?

Wait, let me guess. National security?

We're not representing the U.S. Navy on this matter.

Our client has retained us himself.

With what? Two aluminium cans and a cardboard box?

I didn't realise semper fi loyalties ran so deep.

Semper fi is the Marine Corps motto.

Chief Bauwer is a SEAL.

Chief, is it now? Last week, he was a bum.

It's amazing what killing a few teenagers does

for your social status.

A few teenagers who cold-heartedly pumped two slugs

into a 61 -year old man.

So he's an executioner?

One was running away when your client gunned him down.

How do you know that? Have a witness?

He was shot on the back.

So there was no witness?

You have the police reports.

Yeah, but we're asking you.

Hey, I'd love to have a witness.

Not inside the store. It gives us a defence argument.

You find somebody, call me. But you wanna deal with reality,

I'll give you murder two across the board, 15 to 25.

Give us murder two? He's gonna give us murder two.

Your client's fingerprints were found on two different weapons,

one jammed.

He formed intent going for the second while the kid was running away.

That's your theory.

He fled the scene. It's an admission of guilt.

It's also your theory.

I'd love to hear yours.

- You will. - I look forward to it.

And counsellor, if you're considering a insanity defence,

by all means, proceed.

Anything that gets him off the streets.

Well, that went well.

He wouldn't lie about his knowledge of a witness.

Could get his case thrown out.

The police must not have caught it.

And we're under no obligation to tell them.

Let's find him first.

Where? For all we know, he could have been an accomplice.

Something tells me if he was, he wouldn't be alive.

Yeah, the one person who might be able to tell us

where to start, sure isn't talking very much.

So far.

Enemy's moving in fast, chief. I need some intel.

We think someone might have seen what happened in the store.

Somebody inside.

Did you see anyone by the magazine rack?

- No. - Are you sure?

- I said no. - Okay.

Let's go over what you did see.

No, thank you, commander.

I didn't ask you to save me the other day.

I'm not asking you to save me now.

Then why did you agree to let me defend you?

I thought it would make the whole thing less painful.

Chief...

You may be a quitter, but I'm not.

So if you're gonna fire me, you'd better do it now,

because I am gonna try this case to the best of my ability.

Fine.

I'll send somebody by tomorrow to give you a shave and a haircut.

Guard.

Sometimes it's better to just put an old guard dog down.

More trouble than he's worth once he's outlived his usefulness.

You can always find some way to be useful, chief.

And what am I supposed to do, sir?

If I don't wanna be a mercenary, what am I supposed to do?

I can kill a man 18 different ways with my bare hands.

I can break down 43 different assault rifles.

I can jump from a chopper doing 30 knots,

30 feet into a freezing ocean, and swim all night to a submarine.

But what am I supposed to do now?

The grand jury indicted murder two.

I know.

How are you holding up?

Well, I'm used to a home court advantage.

We could buy some time, claim the right of the military

to prosecute Bauwer as a deserter first.

Oh, yeah, well, come to think of it, we could convict him,

buy ourselves ten to 20 years.

The good news is I finally got his service record out of the Pentagon.

It took a big favour.

Tell me it was worth it.

I don't know, there's a lot of Wite-Out.

- Sir? - Where's my witness, Bud?

I'm sorry, sir.

I've been interviewing people on a three-block radius

and nobody's seen anything.

I need that witness, Bud.

Yes, sir, I'll keep right on it.

No more Game Boy until you get him.

Did you read this?

Two Silver Stars, a Bronze Star, a Purple Heart, the Navy Cross.

All earned in Black Ops. It doesn't even say what they're for.

You know, if we introduce this to a jury,

they're liable to fear him rather than to sympathise.

Your attorney's waiting inside.

He left that for you.

Dr. Hurtan, are you the principal researcher

and author of the "Cambridge College Study

of Antisocial and Violent Behaviour"?

I am.

And as a recognized expert on problems of impulse control,

did you have the opportunity to interview the defendant

on March 2nd of this year?

I did.

Please, tell the court your conclusions based on that interview

and your study of the defendant's case history.

The defendant exhibits several symptoms

which, when taken together, meet the criteria

of antisocial personality disorder.

What are these symptoms?

Difficulty regulating anger and aggression,

tending to overreact, often violently,

a lack of remorse, indicated by rationalizing one's behaviour.

And based on your expert opinion,

can a defendant suffering from such a disorder

distinguish between right and wrong?

Yes. He just can't control his rage.

Can't control his rage?

Of considerable concern, given his lethal training.

Objection. Argumentative.

Overruled.

Yes, I would think so.

So when he reached for that second gun

and shot the boy running out the door...

Objection, Your Honour, the prosecution assumes facts not in evidence.

Sustained.

Let me put it this way.

Lf, in anger, he shot the boy while he was running away,

he would know that it was wrong, correct?

Yes, reality is fluid for antisocial personalities.

They'll often generate an alternative view of reality

to justify their actions.

Give us an example.

To this day, Mr. Bauwer maintains that a man he nearly killed in the park

was stalking his wife.

I think, by now, he believes the story.

Thank you, doctor. No further questions.

Doctor, did you actually witness the defendant

in an angry or aggressive state?

No.

Did he yell, scream, throw anything?

No.

And yet you concluded that he suffers from antisocial personality disorder?

My evaluation is based on an interview and the defendant's case history.

The beating in a park nine years ago?

Yes.

And you don't believe that Chief Bauwer could have used

his highly developed intuitive skills to sense that the man

was indeed stalking his wife?

- No, it's classic justification. - Really?

Your Honour, I'd like to introduce two police reports

with accompanying court orders as Defence Exhibits 21 -A and B.

I trust it's relevant.

It is, Your Honour.

Very well.

Dr. Hurtan, what if I told you that the man Chief Bauwer accosted

in the park that evening, a Ron Damsey,

was served with two separate restraining orders

in the last five years by two different women,

one in Chicago and one in Saint Louis,

for what they believed to be, quote, "stalking."

Is this right?

Now, in your expert opinion,

are these two women suffering from antisocial personality disorder?

Better be good, Bud.

It is, sir.

I came to Rodney, thinking that he might be able

to digitally enhance the logo on the back of the baseball cap...

You can't enhance it. It's a blur.

Well, I was desperate, sir.

But Rodney here came up with another idea.

- What? - Show him.

Now, this frame is from the surveillance video

a minute before the assailants entered.

Yeah, there's no one there but the old man.

Yeah, but watch.

There was a faint reflection on the menu board.

So we enhanced it, and found what looked like a figure

standing in front of the video game.

So we enhanced it again, flipped the image,

and we could read what was on the back of the baseball cap.

Madison Junior High School Patriots.

It's about six blocks away.

Bud, if you were a girl, I'd kiss you.

Red light, commander.

Does this mean I get my Game Boy back?

We think it's a kid, 10, 11...

I told you, sir. I didn't see anyone.

Chief, I'm aware of your training.

If there was another person in the store, you would know it.

I don't get it. Why won't you let me help you?

Forget it.

It doesn't matter anyway. It's just a matter of time now.

We have him narrowed down to a local junior high baseball team.

Leave him alone!

You hear me?

Leave him alone. He's my son.

Get up, face the walls.

Wait a minute. Is there a problem?

I saw on the security system. He assaulted you.

He was just showing me how something happened, honestly.

Now, if you'll excuse us, this is confidential.

You were protecting your son.

He doesn't know who I am.

- That's your defence. - No, it's not.

I left when he was 2-and-a-half. Rebecca remarried.

He's got a good home, a good life.

I would just wait by the store to get a look at him.

He stopped there a lot.

The other assailant could have been running for the door or your son.

You can't tell them. He can't know what happened to me.

I'd rather he thinks I'm dead.

Well, what does he think now?

I don't know.

Someone else in the store gives us a defence theory.

You were protecting someone.

- You'd be acquitted. - No! He can't know.

All right.

What if he doesn't know who you are?

What if he just thinks you were some man who tried to help him?

They'll find out.

They'll ask him questions, questions about me.

What if I can guarantee you no one will tell him anything about you?

You can do that?

The man was protecting his son.

Had the grand jury known that, they would never have indicted.

You should have told us about the possibility of a witness.

We would have tracked him down.

My job is to defend my client, not build the prosecution's case.

Of course, and if it didn't work out, then you would have quashed it.

One at a time.

Please, Mr. Nardoni, direct your comments to me.

- What is it you want, commander? - I want a dismissal.

Your Honour, I haven't seen any definitive evidence

to prove this was even the boy in the store,

much less the defendant's son.

We can prove that, Your Honour.

And they can call him as a witness.

I'm afraid he's right, Commander Rabb.

You can submit a motion, but I see no reason for the dismissal.

Well, that brings us to a rather delicate situation, Your Honour.

The boy is unaware that the homeless man

he saw in the store is his father.

We would ask that the prosecution not reveal this to him

in their questioning.

We have the right to cross-examine, Your Honour.

It's not our problem if the defendant is ashamed of himself.

It's for the boy's benefit, not our client's.

He's 12 years old.

It's impossible to gauge what sort of emotional trauma

such a revelation might provoke.

How do we know the boy doesn't know?

It speaks directly to the credibility of the witness.

I agree. The issue's germane.

Your Honour, you could apprise the jury of the relationship

out of the boy's presence.

And Mr. Nardoni could then ask the child if he knows the defendant.

That should satisfy the issue.

Very well. I'll inform the jury. And if the boy doesn't know,

he won't learn it from you, Mr. Nardoni.

Your Honour, you're asking me to walk a very fine line here.

Well, you're a skilled litigator. I'm sure you can handle it.

We didn't have the same password.

I didn't say...

It wouldn't have happened if you had listened...

Nardoni argued his way to a weaker position.

The jury knowing only helps us.

Funny how that happens.

Are you saying you planned it?

What do you think? I think I like the big leagues.

He's here. I just talked to him.

He's a little nervous, but that's normal.

Forget it. Call it off.

Chief, I went over everything with him.

He'll do fine. Trust me.

- His mother bring him? - Yeah.

When this is finished, she'd like to sit down with you

and go over the whole thing.

I'm surprised she wants to talk to me at all.

Well, I believe she understands more than you think, chief.

They're ready to go.

- Okay, let's do it. - Okay.

All rise.

Be seated.

Commander Rabb, are you ready to proceed?

We are, Your Honour.

The defence calls Marty Bauwer.

Go on, okay? Good.

Raise your right hand.

Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth,

nothing but the truth, so help you God?

- Yes. - Please be seated.

State and spell your name for the record.

Marty Bauwer, B-A-U-W-E-R.

Thanks for coming today, Marty.

- Are you nervous? - A little.

It's okay. It's all right to be nervous.

Marty, will you please tell the court,

were you at the Georgetown Variety Store

at 33rd and R streets on March 8th?

Yes, sir. I was playing the video game in the corner.

When did you first notice something unusual?

I was pretty into the game.

So I didn't know anything was happening

until I heard the guy yelling at the clerk for money.

What did you do?

Nothing. I didn't move.

Till I heard two shots.

Then I turned around to see the man fighting all three of them.

The defendant?

He was dirtier.

He had a beard. But, yeah, that's him.

What happened then?

Then the last guy came towards me and he shot him.

The last man came toward you?

It looked like it.

So this man could have saved your life?

- Objection, he's leading the witness. - Sustained.

I'll rephrase the question, Your Honour.

Marty, do you feel that you could have been hurt or killed

if the defendant had not stopped the last man?

- Yes. - Thanks, Marty.

No further questions, Your Honour.

Mr. Nardoni?

Thank you, Your Honour.

- Hello, Marty. - Hello.

Do you know the defendant, Marty?

Yeah, he saved my life.

No, no, I'm not asking you to parrot Mr. Rabb.

I'm asking if you know the defendant?

- How do you mean? - Do you know him?

Personally?

Personally, impersonally, whatever?

I've seen him around, but I never talked to him.

- Why not? - I don't know. I just didn't.

I see.

Well, what happened after you saw the defendant

shoot and kill the last boy in the store?

- I ran away. - Why? He saved your life.

I was scared.

Because you saw him kill three people

and you were afraid he was gonna kill you.

- I don't know. - You don't know? What do you know?

Objection, Your Honour. He is badgering the witness.

Sustained. Please stick to specific questions, Mr. Nardoni.

Certainly, Your Honour.

Marty.

So when you went home, did you tell your mother what had happened?

- No. - No?

- Why not? - I thought I'd get in trouble.

I wasn't supposed to be there.

I was supposed to go straight home after school.

What did you tell your mother?

- Practise ran late. - So you lied to your mother?

- I guess so. - You guess so?

Well, if you lied then, why should we believe you now?

Don't look at him. Look at me, Marty. Look at me.

If you're a liar, why should we believe you?

- Your Honour, please stop. - He's a good boy.

Let him go, chief.

Do you hear me? He's a good boy.

- Step away right now. - Paul.

Come on, chief.

He's okay. Look at him. No one's hurting him. He's okay.

Let the man go.

Calm down, chief, and just think.

Everything is all right. It's all right.

Paul, don't do this.

Don't do it, Paul. Let him go.

On the floor. On the floor now.

All the way.

Nardoni intentionally tried to provoke you in front of the jury.

The judge will never allow it. I think we should go for a mistrial.

No. I want it over.

Chief, the jury could be irreparably prejudiced against you.

I don't know if I can turn them around.

Now, the chances of Marty having to testify again are very slim.

I don't want him up there again.

End it, commander. End it now.

A father protects his son.

The most basic of human instincts.

A biological imperative.

Those of you who are parents know you don't have to be a Navy SEAL

to act on the impulse.

And though Chief Bauwer didn't know his son,

he stood watch every day across from that convenience store

to check on his well-being.

And when three violent criminals threatened the boy's life,

he didn't hesitate.

Would you?

No. He acted.

He guarded. He protected.

And what happened last week in this courtroom was prompted

by that same motivation.

An overreaction? Yes.

Does he need some help? Of course, he does.

But how do we as a society treat the warriors we create?

By locking them up for protecting their children

the same way they protected us?

The prosecution would say yes.

I'd say Chief Bauwer is a hero, a guardian angel,

whose love for his son kept him always there,

in the shadows.

He came through for his son,

just like in ways we'll never know, he came through for all of us.

Excuse me! Excuse me!

Sorry.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Have they announced it?

Excuse me.

Member of the defence team coming through. I've been paged.

- Did she come down? - I haven't heard anything.

Not guilty.

Yeah.

Not guilty.

I checked with my CO.

Given the circumstances, I think we can get the Navy to agree

to an administrative discharge,

provided you receive some counselling.

Which would probably allow you to retain a good portion

of your veteran's benefits.

I should be so lucky.

Chief, I got a buddy in Leesburg who runs a parachute school.

He's always looking for a pro.

Give him a call. Keep you close to Washington.

I don't know what to say. You saved my life twice.

It was a privilege.

Here's your chance, chief. Talk to him.

You look better in a uniform.

Thanks.

I didn't think you'd get in trouble. Sorry I ran.

Everybody gets scared.

I hope you don't think I'm a coward.

It took more guts to come back to help.

This is a nice bike.

Thanks. My dad bought it for me.

He did?

My stepdad.

My mother says my real dad will come back someday

when he's ready.

Would you like that?

Yeah. I think so.

So I'll see you around?

Yeah.