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[people chattering]

-[man 1] Here you go, sir.
-[man 2] Thank you.

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.

[upbeat music playing]

[grunting]

Yeah! Yes!

Yes!

Come on.

Yo, how much are these chips?

All the money, old man! Now!

Get away from there! Now!

[gun firing]

Stupid!

[groans]

[gun fires]

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

Lieutenant Commander
Harmon Rabb, Junior,
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.

[theme music playing]

[Roberts] 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...

and maybe I procrastinated
a little.

Okay, a lot!

But I can't fail.

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

[helicopter hovering]

[Bauwer coughing]

I had to.

I had to take them out,
Lieutenant.

I reacted, sir.

Helo! Get down!

[man on TV] A Veterans'
Mental Health Services
Amendment

was recommended today
by the House...

[Rabb] 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.

Uh, thanks.
I've had my afternoon nap.

Ho, ho, ho.

[phone ringing]

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.

And I told him

that I'd call
into headquarters.

[Rabb]
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.

[police siren wailing]

-Arrest Team Two,
take the 3-4 corner.
-Yes, sir.

Sniper One, take the 1-2 corner.
Sniper Two,

I want you to cover the right
flank of the church.

Let's make it happen.

[man] All right, you heard him.
Let's go!

Move!

[men chattering]

-[brakes screeching]
-[woman chattering
on police radio]

[helicopter hovering]

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.

[phone ringing]

Maybe you should
consider surrender.

Or not.

[phone ringing]

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
into 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 you wouldn't mind
if he leaves. The number.

-55501--
-Wait.

What?

If 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?

[cell phone ringing]

Pick up, Bud.

[cell phone ringing]

Come on! Come on!

[cell phone ringing]

-Hello?
- [Rabb] Are you all right,
Lieutenant?

Yes, sir.

We are 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.

[Cross] Bad idea.

All right.

Arrest Team One,

prepare to move
the Commander back.

[Rabb] You got a name?

[Roberts] 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.

[Rabb]
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.

[door opening]

Arrest Team One, move in!

[man] Moving in!

-Hold your positions.
-Damn it!

How could 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.

[Rabb] Who was shooting?
What happened?

Did someone try
to rob the store?

Why did you run?

I don't know.

Sir, his cell phone's still on.

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

[Rabb]
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.

[Rabb] 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,
work it out.

[man] Backside of the target.

-[woman] 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 going
to let me go.

No, but you can explain
what happened.

He can't know!

Who?

[cell phone ringing]

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.

[Rabb] Don't you have a final
to study for, Lieutenant?

Sir?

[Rabb] We'd better get going.

[Roberts] Uh, but, sir...

That's an order.

Yes, sir.

[Cross] 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!

-[man 1] Team One, pull back.
-[man 2] Hold your fire!

Hold!

Stand down!

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

[Cross] Let's go.
You, too, Commander.

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.

[Rabb]
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.

[panting]

What are you doing?

Look, stay away from the window.
They have snipers.

[sniper]
Someone's at the window.

[Cross] 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!

[sniper] Suspect's
pointing weapon at hostage.

-[Cross] Do you have a shot?
-Affirmative.

-Take it.
-I'm sorry, sir!

[Rabb] No!

[gun fires]

Suspect down! We're in!

Move! Move!

Get a medic!

Get a medic!

[birds chirping]

[man chattering]

Bud, how was the final?

Uh, 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'd better get over there.

Uh, 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, uh, 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.

[knocking]

[Chegwidden] Enter.

Reporting as ordered, sir!

At ease.

Seems the three of you
had quite a day yesterday.

-[Rabb] 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 100%.

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?
-[exhales sharply]

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, uh, posttraumatic
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 going to have
to keep up the rest
of your caseload.

Uh, 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.

[man]
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?

Yeah, 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.

-[Mitchell] You redlined.
-Yeah, you redlined. That's it.

Is that what happened?

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

[clearing throat]

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

[man] What?

Interrogating a suspect
without his lawyer present?

-You guys fail
Criminal Procedure 101?
-We've 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?

[woman chattering on PA system]

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 versus Paul Bauwer.

One count, first degree murder,

two counts,
second degree murder.

-[Lange] How do you plead?
-Not guilty, Your Honor.

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

Not guilty.

-[Lange] Mr. Nardoni?
-Your Honor,
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 Honor, my client...

[Lange] Save it for the trial,
Counselor.

The defendant is to be held
without bail.

[man coughing]

Welcome to the big leagues.

[bailiff] Docket number 873014.
People versus Patton.

-[MacKenzie] He said that?
-[Rabb] Yeah.

Yeah. I'll show him
the big leagues.

Where does he get Murder One?

They're gonna go
for felony murder?

Mmm, felony murder
doesn't apply.

I 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.

Sixteen 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?

[MacKenzie] What?

That.

[MacKenzie]
Looks like a baseball cap.

[Rabb] Can you read
the lettering on it?

No. Are you going backwards

or forwards?

Forwards. He's wearing his hat
backward.

[MacKenzie]
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 US military
defending him?

Wait, let me guess.
National Security.

We're not representing
the US Navy on this matter.

Our client has retained us
himself.

With what? Two aluminum cans
and a cardboard box?

I didn't realize
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 coldheartedly
pumped two slugs

into a 61-year-old man.

So what? He's an executioner?
One was running away

when your client
gunned him down.

How do you know that?
Do you have a witness?

He was shot in 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.

[Rabb] Not inside the store.

It gives us a defense argument.

You find somebody, you call me.

But you want to deal
with reality,

I'll give you Murder Two
across the board, 15 to 25.

Give us Murder Two? Huh!

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 Counselor,

if you're considering
a insanity defense,

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, and the one person
who might be able to tell us
where to start,

sure isn't talking very much.

So far.

[cell door closing]

[keys rattling]

[door closing]

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!
-[Bauwer] Sometimes it's better

to just put
an old guard dog down.

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

[Rabb] You can always find
some way to be useful, Chief.

And what am I supposed to do,
sir?

If I don't want
to 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?

[door unlocking]

[door opening]

The grand jury indicted.
Murder Two.

I know.

How are you holding up?

[sighing]

Well, I'm used
to 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.
Ha, ha.

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

It took a big favor.

Tell me it was worth it.

I don't know.
There's a lot of whiteout.

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.

[chuckles]

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 sympathize.

[man]
Your attorney's waiting inside.
He left that for you.

[sniffling]

[Nardoni] Doctor Hurtan,
are you the principal researcher
and author

of The Cambridge College Study
of Antisocial
and Violent Behavior?

[Hurtan] 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.

[Nardoni]
What are these symptoms?

[Hurtan] Difficulty
regulating anger and aggression.

Tending to overreact,
often violently.

A lack of remorse indicated
by rationalizing one's behavior.

And based
on your expert opinion,

can the 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 Honor!

The prosecution assumes facts
not in evidence.

Sustained.

[Nardoni]
Let me put it this way.

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

he would know that it was wrong.
Correct?

[pager beeping]

[Hurtan] Yes. Reality is fluid
for antisocial personalities.

-[whispering]
-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 Honor, I'd like
to introduce two police reports

with accompanying court orders
as defense exhibits 21 A and B.

I trust it's relevant?

It is, Your Honor.

Very well.

[MacKenzie] Doctor 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 St. 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?

It better be good, Bud.

Uh, 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.

[Rodney] 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.

[Rodney]
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.

[chuckles]

Does this mean
I get my Game Boy back?

We think it's a kid, ten, 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 the local junior high
baseball team.

Leave him alone!

[choking]

You hear me?

Leave him alone!

He's my son!

Get up! Face the walls.

Whoa, whoa. 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.

[door opens]

[door closes]

You were protecting your son.

He doesn't know who I am.

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

I left when he was two
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 defense 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 for you,

-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.

[laughs] Your Honor,
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 Honor.

[Nardoni] Then 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 Honor.

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 Honor.

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 twelve 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 Honor,
you could apprise the jury
of the relationship

out of the boy's presence.

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, uh,
if the boy doesn't know,

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

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

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

[chattering]

Wouldn't happen.
If you had listened to me...

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 all 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.

Yeah.

[bailiff] All rise.

Be seated.

Commander Rabb,
are you ready to proceed?

We are, Your Honor.

The Defense calls Marty Bauwer.

Okay? Good.

Raise your right hand.

Do you swear to tell the truth,
the whole truth

and 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 alright to be nervous.

Marty, will you please
tell the court,

were you
at the Georgetown Variety store

at 33rd and R Streets
on March 8?

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.

[Rabb] What did you do?

Nothing. I didn't move,

until I heard two shots.

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

The defendant?

He was dirtier
and 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 Honor.

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 Honor.

Mr. Nardoni?

Thank you, Your Honor.

Hello, Marty.

Hello.

[Nardoni] 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?

-[Marty] Personally?
-[Nardoni] Personally,
impersonally, whatever.

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

Why not?

I don't know. I just didn't.

[Nardoni] 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, Marty?

Objection, Your Honor.

He is badgering the witness.

Uh, sustained. Please,

stick to specific questions,
Mr. Nardoni.

Certainly, Your Honor.

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?

[Marty] Practice ran late.

[Nardoni]
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!

-[Rabb] Your Honor!
-If you're a liar,
why should we believe you?

-[Rabb] 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.

[Rebecca] Paul, don't do this.

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

[gasping]

-[coughing]
-On the floor.
On the floor, now!

[coughing]

[bailiff] 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.

[Bauwer] 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.

[Rabb]
A father protects his son.

It's 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.

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 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.

Hey!

[grunts] Excuse me! Excuse me!

Sorry!

[people chattering]

Excuse me! Excuse me!

Have they announced it?
Excuse me!

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

[man] Did they come down?

[woman]
I haven't heard anything.

Not guilty!

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 counseling.

Which would probably
allow you to retain

a good portion
of your Veterans' Benefits.

I should be so lucky.

[laughing]

Ah.

Chief, I've got a buddy
in Leesburg

who runs a parachute school.

He's always looking for a pro.

Give him a call.
It would 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.

[laughs] 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 mom 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.

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