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[grunts]

[Connors] Gorski. Mark.
We're clear. Go.

[whispering] We're in. We're in.

[tearing]

Bingo.

[whispering] We
got the Semtex, Chief.

[Connors] Set the charges.

Blow on five.

Roger that.

Charge one set. In five. Mark.

[machine gun firing]

[shouting]

[Gorski] They're
going for the charges!

[screaming]

[grunting]

Mark, let's go! Go!

[Gorski] We could
use some help, Chief.

On my way.

[machine gun firing]

[Gorski] Mark! No!

[panting]

You killed him.

You bastard, you killed him!

[narrator] 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.

[opening theme music]

[Harm] Your Honor, the Navy's
evidence will clearly prove

Chief Petty Officer Connors,
in the course of a classified
SEAL operation,

shot and killed

Petty Officer
First Class Mark Harridan.

Autopsy findings and
ballistics will demonstrate

that the bullets were
fired at close range

from the accused's weapon.

Your Honor,
the prosecution is convinced

that the evidence supports
the charge and specification of
premeditated murder

and requests that
this court recommend

Chief Petty Officer Greg Connors
be held over for
a General Court Martial.

Your Honor, the defense
will show that Petty Officer
Mark Harridan

died in a friendly-fire accident

during the curse of
a dangerous SEAL operation.

There is no evidence
to support the charge of
premeditated murder.

Therefore, the prosecution's
recommendation of General
Court Martial is ludicrous.

We ask that you recommend
dismissal of the charge
and the specification.

[judge] Call your first
witness, Commander Rabb.

[Harm] Yes, Your Honor.

Lieutenant Commander Chen,

from your examination of
Petty Officer Harridan's body,

did you reach a conclusion
as to the cause of death?

Yes, I did.

And what was your conclusion?

Uh, cause of death was
the result of massive trauma.

What caused the trauma?

Bullet wounds to
the lungs, heart.

Do you have an opinion
regarding the distance

from which those
bullets were fired?

Objection, Your Honor.
Calls for speculation.

Dr Chen is a resident
in pathology,
not a forensic pathologist.

Sustained. Do you
think that the shooter

was close enough to
the victim to identify him?

Objection. Calls
for speculation.

Commander Chen has no way of
knowing the visibility and
other factors

aboard the ship that night.

Withdrawn. Thank you,
Commander Chen.

[judge] Your witness, Major.

Lieutenant Commander Chen,

you failed to perform
a complete autopsy, didn't you?

Once that cause of death
was determined,

there was no reason to continue.

And you are not
a forensic pathologist, are you?

-Not yet. But I will be--
-Just answer the question.

That is correct, Major.

If you're not qualified,

then how is it you
performed the autopsy of
Petty Officer Harridan?

There was a helo crash the
night before in Saudi Arabia.

Seven Marines were killed.
We were swamped with bodies.

Captain Orser assigned
Petty Officer Harridan to me.

He was there to
oversee everything.

When Captain Orser wasn't
too busy performing seven
autopsies of his own?

Objection! Is this going
anywhere, Your Honor?

Your Honor, if the prosecution
would demonstrate

the same patience we have shown,

it will soon become
clear where we are going.

Objection overruled.

How many autopsies have
you performed on your own?

Are you counting,
Lieutenant Commander?

Objection! The defense
is badgering the witness.

Your Honor, please instruct this
witness to answer my questions.

I'm trying to elicit testimony
that will show the court

Lieutenant Commander Chen
was not qualified.

[Chen] I wasn't on my own!

-Therefore, her testimony
is suspect at best--
-Commander's Chen's credibility

-is not on trial here.
-And should be stricken

-from the record.
-Captain Orser has the utmost...

Why don't
you two try taking turns?

Now since this hearing
is only an evaluation
of a prima facie case,

I will allow Commander
Chen's testimony.

-Coffee, Bud? I'm buying.
-Uh, no, sir. Thank you, sir.

Your uniform shrink?

Uh, no, sir. I-It's
just a nervous habit.

With you and Major MacKenzie
on opposite sides of a case,

it's like watching
your parents fight.

Bud, what goes
on in the courtroom

isn't personal.
It's just part of the process.

Sure hope the Major
knows that, sir.

[Harm] I'm sure she does.

Boy, she sure poked a lot of
holes in Lieutenant Commander
Chen's credibility.

Which I'm sure you'll
be able to rehabilitate, sir.

[people chattering]

An Article 32 is like the first
few rounds of a fight, Chief.

You let your opponent
show off a bit, see his style,

find out what it takes
to knock him out.

What's it going to take to knock
out Commander Rabb, Ma'am?

The truth. If you're
ready to tell it.

All right, let's go, Chief.

Recess will be
over in two minutes.

You need more time
to plan a line of defense.

I got it handled.

Mac, you only received the
ballistics report this morning.

Are you trying to psych me?

I'm just trying to help you
play catch-up.

You ever consider the
possibility of a ricochet?

Could you identify
these, Gunner Perez?

These are 9mm
caliber bullets, sir.

These the same slugs recovered
from the victim's body

by Lieutenant Commander Chen?

[Perez] That's correct, sir.

And were you able to
ascertain the specific weapon

that fired these
particular bullets?

After a thorough
ballistics investigation,

I determined they were fired
from the Heckler & Koch
submachine gun

issued to Chief
Petty Officer Connors.

Thank you.
Your witness, Counselor.

Gunner Perez,
how could you identify
slugs this badly deformed

as coming from Chief
Connors' weapon?

Sufficient rifling survived to
make a positive match, ma'am.

So there's no doubt in your mind

that these came from
the Chief's weapon?

Objection, asked and answered.

[judge] Sustained.

Can you tell me the path
they took from the gun
to Harridan's torso?

Bullets travel in
a straight line, ma'am.

A 9mm projectile could ricochet
around a steel ship like
a pinball machine.

-Perhaps, but--
-Bounce off
the deck, an overhead beam,

-the bulkheads?
-It's possible, ma'am.

And what would a ricochet
bullet look like? Like these?

They could look like
that, yes, ma'am, but--

So, I might fire towards you

and have my bullets bounce back

and hit, say, Commander Rabb...

between the eyes?

Under the right conditions.

Why don't you object, sir?

The kind of conditions
that Chief Connor's

SEAL team encountered

the night Harridan was shot?

Objection. Speculation.

The witness was not present.

Withdrawn. No further questions.

Gunner Perez, what do
you call this type of bullet?

KTW, sir.

It's used to penetrate
armored vests.

Such as the one Petty
Officer Harridan was wearing

-when he was killed?
-[Perez] Yes.

Could a KTW
ricochet off of anything

and still penetrate
his vest?

No, sir. It could not.

[Harm] Thank you,
Gunner. That's all.

[Harm] Mac is right.
This case is a crap magnet.

[Bud] It's weird seeing both
of you on opposite sides, sir.

Well, Connors asked for
a new lawyer late last night.
Mac was available.

The Admiral thinks she ought to
work both sides of the street.

What? To get her
sea legs under her?

[chuckles] Nice visual, Bud.

What I don't understand is

why Connors didn't make
a statement after the incident?

I mean, if it was an accident,
he had nothing to lose.

You think he's got
something to hide?

-Oh, yes, sir.
-So do I.

I want to know everything
there is to know about
Petty Officer Harridan.

Habits, personal history,
and where are his parents?

I expect to see them
in the courtroom.

Well, they haven't been
seen since the funeral, sir.

Find them.

How, sir?

Use your initiative, Bud.

My initiative?

[Mac] Commander Rabb!

You sandbagged me with
that ricocheting bullets line.

Mac, I'm just doing my job.
I'll buy you lunch.

Buy me lunch? You make
a fool out of me in there

but out here we're still
supposed to be friends?

-Yes.
-No!

Maybe you can turn it on
and off like a bilge switch,
but I can't.

Mac, you're taking this
far too personally.

You're damn right,
I am, Commander.

[Harm] How did you find them?

[Bud] Well, I had NCIS run down

where Chief Harridan cashed
his retirement check, sir.

Drop the "sir," Bud.
This is my home. Try Harm.

Thank you, Harm!

Yeah, he cashed them
at a grocery store at
St. Michaels Island.

And then they tracked him down
to a trailer park from there.

Uh...

Here's the address, Harm.

[machine whirring]

Tame it, Bud, or it'll tame you.

You'd make a hell
of a detective, Bud.

Thanks, Harm!

Since we're on
a first name basis,

I don't feel bad about
taking advantage of your help.

It was my job to
track them down.

I'm talking about the sanding.

[Harm] Bud?

[barking]

[seagulls cawing]

Elaine Harridan?

Yes.

I'm Lieutenant Commander Rabb,
Navy JAG.

This is Lieutenant Roberts.

We had a difficult
time locating you.

Well, my husband and I
wanted to get away for a while.

We're conducting an Article 32
investigation into
your son's death.

We'd like to ask
you a few questions.

What's an Article 32
investigation?

An Article 32 investigation
is held to determine

whether there is sufficient
evidence to proceed with
a court-martial.

Court-martial?

Someone involved
with my son is...

is being court-martialed?

Yes, ma'am. You didn't know?

No!

Who do you want
to court-martial?

Chief Petty Officer Connors.

We believe he's responsible
for your son's death.

Oh, dear God, no!

Greg would never
hurt Mark. Never.

They were like brothers.
They practically were
raised together.

When was the last time
you talked to your son?

He called me
the week he was killed.

Did he tell you he had a...

a mission coming up?

No.

They're not allowed to tell
us things like that. And...

I learned long ago not to ask.

[seagulls cawing]

Dad, these officers think

that Greg was responsible
for Mark's death.

So the Navy's going
to go through with it?

You knew?

An NCIS investigator
talked to me

the day of the funeral.

And you didn't tell me?

I wanted to put this behind us.

I am never going to
put Mark behind me.

I know that, Ellie.

I didn't see any sense
in bothering you with it.

I thought that they were
going to just let it go.

It would all blow over.

I should have known
that some legal eagle
was going to jump on it.

Chief Connors is a fine sailor.

And I ought to know. I saw
enough of him in 27 years.

So you know of no reason he'd
intentionally shoot your son?

No, Commander. I do not.

What I do know is
that my son died a hero

and your investigation
can only diminish it.

Being murdered doesn't diminish
what your son did, Chief.

They don't give Navy Crosses
for murder victims, Commander.

Come on.

Bud, did you hear anything
about a Navy Cross for Harridan?

No, sir.

[whistling]

[sighing]

[whistling]

Petty Officer Gorski, will
you please tell the court

what you witnessed
back aboard the Cayuga

the night Petty Officer
Harridan was killed?

When we got back to the ship,

the medics patched my scratches

and I went looking
for Chief Connors.

When I found him,

he was going through Petty
Officer Harridan's locker.

What are you doing, Chief?

Chief?

[grunting]

[groaning]

[Harm] You saw him
remove something from Petty
Officer Harridan's locker?

-[Gorski] Yes, sir.
-[Harm] What?

It looked like pills, sir.

What kind of pills?

Objection. Calls
for speculation.

Sustained. Continue.

And what did he
o with the bottle?

I... I followed the...

Chief up to the main deck.

[splashing]

[Gorski] I got there in
time to see him

toss Mark's
shaving kit overboard.

So a few hours after Petty
Officer Harridan's death,

you saw the accused remove drugs
from the deceased's locker...

-Objection! Speculation!
-...and toss them
into the sea...

-[judge] Sustained again.
-...destroying potentially
damning evidence.

Objection. Your Honor,

the prosecution has just gone
from speculation to fantasy.

Sustained! Please, Commander.

Make your questions
more specific.

I have no further questions
at this time, Your Honor.

[Mac] Was the deceased,
Petty Officer Harridan,
a close friend?

[Gorski] Yes, ma'am.

But not the accused,
Chief Connors?

-We got along okay, ma'am.
-Really?

Were you not subjected to a
Captain's Mast eight months ago

because of an altercation
between you and Chief Connors?

Objection. Not relevant.

Overruled. You may
answer the question.

That was just some horseplay
that got out of hand, ma'am.

I wouldn't call pushing
a man through a plate glass
window "horseplay."

Objection, Your Honor!
The defense is personally
attacking the witness.

Major, avoid editorials

and confine your questions to
the scope of cross-examination.

Yes, Your Honor.

Isn't it true you have a long
history of personal animosity

towards Chief Connors?

We have had our
disagreements, ma'am.

So when he accidentally
shot Petty Officer Harridan,

-you saw your chance
to get even.
-Objection, Your Honor!

You accused him of deliberately
shooting Harridan...

-The defense is speculating,
not asking a question.
-...didn't you, Petty Officer?

-This is not a closing argument!
-Sustained!

I'm warning you,
Major. Don't editorialize.

Yes, Your Honor.
I have no further questions.

All right. Uh, this, uh,
hearing is going to recess
until 0900 tomorrow morning.

At which time
I hope that both counselors

will observe proper
courtroom procedure.

[Mac] Was Chief
Harridan doing drugs?

No, ma'am.

[Mac] Then why did
you toss his kit overboard?

You want your daughter
to grow up without a father?

Because that's exactly
what's going to happen

if you don't start telling
me what the hell is going on.

I can't, ma'am.

Why? Was there something else
in that kit besides the pills?

You asked for me
personally to represent you.

I heard after Commander Rabb,
you were the best, ma'am.

After Commander Rabb?

I'm sorry, I... I din... I
didn't mean it that way, ma'am.

Yeah, you better not have.

Because I'm going to have
to pull off a miracle

to prevent this from
going to court-martial.

[door closing]

He's dead, sir.

Who do you think
is going to answer?

One never knows, Bud.

NCIS didn't find anything
in his apartment, sir.

I'm surprised they found
his apartment at all without
a trail of donuts.

[Bud chuckling]

I was just packing
up Mark's things.

Can we help you, ma'am?

Thank you, Lieutenant.

I'd like to do this myself.

Mind if we look around?

My husband said NCIS
searched the apartment.

[Harm] I never had the privilege
of knowing your son,
Mrs. Harridan. So...

So you thought it might help
to snoop through his things.

It would give me
a feel for who he was.

He was a sweet,
warm, loving son.

My guess is he got
that from you, ma'am.

Just what do you expect
to find, Commander?

I don't know, ma'am.
Maybe a reason

why Chief Connors would
want to murder your son.

[Elaine] He wouldn't.

I told you they were
like brothers.

Well, so were Cain
and Abel, ma'am.

They were not
like Cain and Abel.

They squabbled now and then,

but it didn't mean anything.

Like a father and son?

My husband will be
a Chief Petty Officer

until he dies, Commander.

He demands the best.
He always has.

And if he doesn't get it,
he can turn his back on anyone.

Including his son?

Didn't you ever argue
with your father, Commander?

My father was shot down
when I was five.

-Nam?
-Christmas Eve, 1969

[Brian] Which Carrier?

Ticonderoga.

I got this steel
leg on the Tico.

Taxiing F-14 zigged
when it should have zagged.

Pilot left the Navy.

I heard he's a lawyer
up in Boston.

What was going on between
you and your son, Chief?

That's personal, sir.

I mean, what goes on
between any father and son.

I wouldn't know.
As I said, I lost my
father when I was five.

And I lost my son when he
was 25, serving his country.

That my son died a hero
is all I have left.

And I'm not going to let you
take that away from me.

Now get out, sir.

[Brian] Don't you want
Mark to have died a hero?

No, Dad.

I don't want him
to have died at all.

Uh, good morning, sir.

Good morning, Bud.
What have you got for me?

Ah, nothing, I'm afraid, sir.

There's no record
of any Navy doctor

examining Petty
Officer Harridan,

let alone prescribing
any medication.

-Bud?
-Ah, yes, sir?

Then we need to start
checking civilian doctors.

What about the pills I took
from Harridan's apartment?

Well, the lab just opened, sir.

I was going to run them over as
soon as I returned these books.

Commander, the Admiral
would like a word with you, sir.

I'll be right there.

Get those pills analyzed, Bud.

Yes, sir!

[knocking on door]

[Harm] You wanted
to see me, sir?

Have a seat, Commander.

[sighs]

You're a damn good lawyer, Rabb.

Bring the same drive and
aggressiveness to the courtroom

that made you
a good Naval aviator.

But even a good fighter
pilot can get target-fixated.

You think my prosecution
is without merit, sir?

Didn't say that, Commander.

I just want to make certain that
you're not so intent on winning

that you crash and burn.

There's no danger
of that, Admiral.

Uh-huh?

Did you know his SEAL
Team leader had nominated

Petty Officer Harridan
for the Navy Cross?

I heard scuttlebutt
to that effect, sir.

It seems Harridan
saved the mission

by charging straight
into certain death

and miraculously
emerged unscathed.

Only to be murdered
by a fellow SEAL.

In any case, the Navy won't
act on this recommendation

until they know
the outcome of your case.

One shouldn't
affect the other, sir.

Don't tell that to
your aviator friends

whose promotions
are being held up

even if they knew
someone at Tailhook.

Admiral, are you asking
me to drop this prosecution?

You know better, Commander.

This was not
a case of friendly fire.

Chief Connors is just
too good a SEAL to make
a mistake like that.

Save it for the
courtroom, Mr. Rabb.

I just want to make sure that
you knew all the ramifications.

Good morning, Bud.

Good morning, Major.

Are you filing those books
for Commander Rabb?

Uh, no, ma'am.

I was using these in law school.

And I thought Commander
Rabb had you researching
something for him?

Well, if he did, ma'am,
I couldn't tell you.

But since he didn't,
I can tell you that he didn't.

Can't I?

[Harm] Good morning, Major.

Uh, excuse me, sir. Ma'am.

You weren't bullying
him, were you?

Now, why would
I bully Lieutenant Roberts?

You're still playing catch-up.
It might help to know what
I've got.

If you have some evidence
I should know about.

You'll eventually get it
and then you can plea bargain.

In your dreams, Commander.

Oh, you don't want to
be in my dreams, Major.

Red light, Commander.

Red light?

There was nothing
sexual in what I said.

And if you think there was,
then maybe I should be giving
you the red light.

Why don't you just face it?

Sooner or later you
have to lose a case.

This just happens to be it.

Losing your first case is
a rite of passage, Commander.

[knocking on door]

[Harm] Give it up, Mac.

Commander Rabb?

Excuse me, Mrs. Harridan. I
thought you were somebody else.

Please come in. Thank you.

[Mark] We got the Semtex, Chief.

Oh, God.

I'm sorry you saw that.

No. It's not your fault.

A lot of things have
changed since my husband
was in the Navy.

But...

Not the mail service.

When did you receive this?

Two weeks after Mark died.

Does your husband
know you're doing this?

No.

Then why?

I trust you to do
the right thing.

[Mark] Dear Mom.
Sorry I didn't call Sunday,

but after church I spent
the rest of the day

training for
an upcoming mission.

I can hear you saying, "Why
did he have to tell me that?"

I guess because I want you
to always remember that if...

I die on a mission,
it won't be because I wasn't
prepared or afraid.

I only hope my death
is a courageous one,

for I know it will
make Dad proud,

which is all
I ever wanted to do.

I love you, Mom.

And my thoughts
are with you always.

[Mac] Sailors write these
letters home every day.

Mac, this is the letter
from a man

who knew
he was going to die.

He was a SEAL
on a dangerous mission.

He had every reason to
expect he might not come back.

Well, you got all the four
major food groups here.

Starch, grease, dead
animal and ketchup.

Commander, you gave it
your best and came up short.

When you grasp for
straws like that letter,

maybe it's time to punch out.

Punching out
is the last thing

a pilot ever wants to do.

People think you get in
trouble, pull the magic handle

and float safely to the ground.

Every time you punch out,
you end up an inch shorter.

No problem, Commander.
You got a few inches to spare.

Give it up.

You don't have a motive and that
means you don't have a case.

[Mac whistling]

Uh, sir? She's whistling.

-Who?
-Major MacKenzie.

Yesterday, when you were
whistling,

she looked like
the cat died. And today...

Well, it's kind of
the other way around.

Captain Morris is about to
throw our case out of court

and Mac knows it.

Well, maybe it was
a friendly-fire accident, sir.

Jumping a sinking ship, Bud?

No, sir. I'll go down with you.

Well, hopefully
you won't have to.

But if Mac wins one more point,

Connors walks and we'll
never know the truth.

And the truth is everything.

So, Chief Connors
carried Harridan topside?

Yes, sir.

I covered our backs.

[men shouting]

[Gorski] He was...

He was just going to leave
Mark's body there on the ship.

[Harm] So he threw
his weapon away

and tried to leave Petty
Officer Harridan on the ship?

[Gorski] Yes, sir.

[Harm] By the way, why did
the Chief, say,

he threw
his weapon away?

He said it jammed, sir.

I see. So what did you do next?

I retrieved his weapon, sir.

I grabbed Mark's body

and tossed him over the side.

And I held onto him till
our Zodiac showed up.

If you hadn't, what
would have happened to
Petty Officer Harridan's body?

It would have blown
up with the freighter, sir.

Which is exactly what Chief
Connors wanted to happen.

Objection.
Calls for speculation.

Sustained.

Your Honor, it's
a classic homicide scenario.

You kill the victim,
get rid of the murder weapon
and dispose of the body.

Objection, Your Honor!
Commander Rabb is offering
gratuitous remarks

which are neither
testimony nor a question.

Sustained. Commander Rabb,
do you have anything
further for this witness?

-No, Your Honor.
-Major?

-No questions, Your Honor.
-Your Honor, the prosecution

would like to recall
Gunner Perez at this time.

Your Honor, Gunner Perez
has been questioned
and cross-examined.

Can we move along, sir?

The defense has
a point, Commander.

This is merely an inquiry.
It's not a trial.

I have one question, Your Honor.

Very well, Commander.

[Harm] Thank you, Your Honor.

Gunner Perez,
did Chief Connors'

weapon jam
when you fired it for
your ballistics test?

No, sir.

No further
questions, Your Honor.

Gunner Perez, how
many rounds did you fire?

Only one, ma'am. It was all
I needed to match the slugs.

Does an automatic weapon usually
jam after firing one round?

No, ma'am. Usually
it takes more.

That's all, Gunner. Thank you.

Gunner Perez,
in your experience--

Objection, Your Honor!

The prosecution had
one question of this witness.

I rebutted. Enough is enough.

I'm inclined to
agree, Commander.

I've already heard both sides.

Your Honor, the defense
has made a point which I--

Commander,
the witness is excused!

[cocking]

Counsel, in my chambers! Now!

I thought I'd experienced
everything in my 16 years
on the bench,

but your irresponsible
behavior, Mr. Rabb,
really tops my list!

Yes, sir. Understood, sir.

When we reconvene
tomorrow morning,

I expect a full apology
to me, to the court,
and to the defense.

Yes, sir.

And I will be making
a report to Admiral Chegwidden.

Understood, sir.

[door opens, closes]

What on earth were you thinking?

I was trying to make a point.

You blew a hole in the roof.

-I guess I overdid it.
-You guessed right.

Doesn't this
show you how desperate you are?

Mac, this was not
an accidental shooting.

Put Chief Connors on
the stand and I'll prove it.

Oh, you've really lost it.

You just asked me

to bare my client's throat
to you so you could win a case?

So we could get to the truth.

The truth, Commander,
is that Petty Officer Harridan

was killed in
a friendly-fire accident.

[sighing]

[door closing]

[Harm] It's not that bad, Bud.

I'm afraid it is, sir.

The lab report
on those pills we took

from Petty Officer
Harridan's apartment.

AZT?

Yes, sir.

You only take that if you're
HIV positive or have AIDS.

-Good afternoon, Sergeant.
-Good afternoon, ma'am.

[Chegwidden] Captain Morris
suggested a transfer to Somalia.

But I told him Somalia
was letting you off too easy.

-I concur, sir.
-What in God's name

would possess you to fire
a weapon in a courtroom?

-No excuse, sir.
-You're damn right,

-there's no excuse!
-Yes, sir.

-I warned you, Commander!
-You did, sir!

At ease!

[sighing]

What now?

I'm not sure, sir.
I have new information.

I need time to digest it.

What information?

I'd rather not say, sir.

You're heading back into
rough seas with me, mister.

If I reveal my information,
the Admiral will have no
choice but to act upon it,

even though he may
desire not to.

And why would I desire not to?

Sir, it is information that
some members of the media

will most certainly use
to besmirch the Navy.

Oh! So now you decide
what's good for the Navy?

No, sir.

Yes, sir. In a way.

I think the Admiral would agree
if he knew the information.

But as Judge Advocate General
he would have no choice

but to make this information
a matter of public record.

As the prosecutor
in this case, I do not.

I see.

Does this information
help or hurt your case?

I'm not sure, sir.
That's one of the things
I need to investigate.

I hope you know what
you're doing, mister.

So do I, sir.

Get out of here!

Aye, aye, sir!

[Harm] That'll be all, Corporal.

Where's Major MacKenzie, sir?

This is between you and me.

I don't believe
that's legal, sir.

Are you a scuttlebutt
lawyer, Chief?

No, sir.

But I know I shouldn't
be interrogated without
my lawyer present.

Well, let's just say
you asked to see me.

But I didn't, sir.

And I can't think of
any reason why I would.

I know the pills you tossed
into the Med were AZT.

How long did you know
he was HIV positive?

Um, not...

Not long.

He told me a few days
before the mission.

How'd he contract it?

Did his father know?

I think he suspected,
sir, but, um,

Chief Harridan isn't the kind
of man to admit to anyone,

especially not himself,
that his son was a homosexual.

Anyone else on the team know?

No, sir.

Mark kept that side of
his life outside the Navy.

He, uh, loved being a SEAL
too much to risk losing it.

What about his mother?

Oh, yeah. She knew.

Probably about the, um...

about the same time I did, when
we were still in high school.

I gotta admit, it, um...

It bothered me,
you know, for a while.

I stopped hanging with him.

Then I realized that...

That Mark's being
gay didn't really change

what made us friends, you know?

We still, you know,
liked to hunt together

and fish and play golf.

You know, tell dirty jokes.

But I've got to admit,
that once I knew,

they sort of took on
a whole new meaning.

He was a good guy, sir.

And he was a great SEAL.

When he told me

that he was HIV positive,

he said that the best thing
that could happen to him

was to be killed on a mission.

He was more afraid of
facing his father than death.

Are you telling me
he committed suicide?

[people shouting]

Look out!

You killed him.
You bastard, you killed him!

There was nothing I could do.

He deliberately stepped
into my line of fire.

[sighing]

Chief, you could be
telling me the truth,

or you could be excusing
negligence on your part

or premeditated murder

for some reason I don't
even want to begin to
speculate about.

How am I to know?

I guess you either believe me
or you don't, sir.

[laughter]

[pop music playing]

Commander.

Gorski. Thanks for coming.

No problem, sir.

What'll you have?

Whatever you're
drinking is fine.

As long as it's not one of
those non-alcoholic beers.

Huh. It's not.

Another stout, please?

[man] Coming up.

Nice skirts, huh?

Gorski, you never saw
Chief Connors actually
shoot Harridan, did you?

What difference
does that make, sir?

He admitted it.
Ballistics verified it.

Still, both men were out of
sight when it happened, right?

Yes, sir.

Well, what made
you think the Chief shot him?

I mean, he... he could
have been hit by enemy fire!

I don't get it, sir.

I mean, you sound
like that Major.

If this goes to
a full-blown court-martial,

the Major will be asking
you the same question.

So you're kind of rehearsing me?

I'm looking for a motive.

Well, I might be able
to help you out there, sir.

Here you go.

The Chief and Mark
argued before the mission.

He didn't want him to go.

You know why?

No, sir.

But he told the Lieutenant
he didn't think Mark
could carry his weight.

But... I'd say if Mark
hadn't been there,

I'd be dead and that Semtex
would be blowing up Americans.

Here's to you, Mark.

Hoo-haa!

I still haven't heard a motive.

If I had to guess,
sir, I'd say Lara.

Lara?

That's Chief Connor's wife.

I saw the three of them
together at this team party.

It was pretty obvious
Mark had the hots for her.

So, I bet he nailed her,
the Chief found out about it.

I guess that's
always a possibility.

Sir, I think it was
something like that.

Now, if it's all
right with you, sir,

there's a couple
of skirts over there

that look like they could
use a little SEAL training.

Permission granted.

[judge] Please, be seated.

Before we begin, Commander Rabb
would like to address the Court.

Yes, sir.

Your Honor, I'd like
to apologize to the Court
and to the defense

for my outrageous
behavior in our last session.

I offer no excuse for my conduct

and I stand ready to accept
any disciplinary action

the court deems appropriate.

Well, the Court
accepts your apology

and will leave any
disciplinary action

up to the discretion of
your Commanding Officer.

Now that that's out of the way,

are you ready to proceed?

No, sir.

Your Honor,
the prosecution feels

we have insufficient evidence
to request a court-martial

and are dropping all charges
against Chief Connors.

Court's adjourned.

Thank you.

I don't understand, sir.

Chief Connors didn't kill
Petty Officer Harridan, Bud.

But he did, sir.

He just pulled the trigger.

The man who really killed him
we can't ever try.

[Brian chuckling]
To my son, Mark,

on his nomination
for the Navy Cross!

[all cheering]

Anyway, I'll tell
you a story about...

Congratulations on your
son's nomination, Mrs. Harridan.

Thank you, Commander. Thank you.

What about me, Commander?
Don't I get congratulated?

Yes, Chief. But I'd
like to do that in private.

Oh.

Officers hate to apologize

in front of enlisted men,
you understand.

[all laughing]

It takes a big man to admit
he's wrong, Commander.

Well, I don't know about being
a big man, but I was wrong.

You're damn right
you were wrong.

My son died for his country.

You tried to take
that away from me.

He didn't die for
his country, Chief.

He died for you.

W-What's that supposed to mean?

Your son was HIV positive.

What?

He couldn't admit that to you.

Or that he was a homosexual.

So rather than face you,
he stood up into Chief Connor's
line of fire.

Congratulations on your
son's Navy Cross, Chief.

You earned it.

[mambo music blaring]

[Mac] Harm!

Harm!

Peace offering?

Beltway Burgers?
I don't think so.

That's for me. I got you a...

A couscous, grilled
shrimp, and arugula salad.

I accept.

The only place that isn't
torn up is the, uh, bedroom.

Works for me.

I take it we're friends again?

Until we face off
in a courtroom.

What made you change your mind?

What made you?

I didn't stop being your friend.

You stopped being mine.

Well, what did you expect
me to do

after the way you
sandbagged me in court.

You mean out-lawyered you?

Out-lawyered me?

Oh, I fell for it

because
I thought you were a friend.

And a friend doesn't
sandbag a friend.

Where were you raised?

Where friends don't
sandbag friends.

Well, that's somewhere
in Ohio, isn't it?

Huh. Cute does not
work on me, Harm.

I wasn't being cute.
I was being funny.

Yeah, like the way you
fired that H & K in court?

Well, I thought it was
pretty funny when you
ducked under the table.

I'm a Marine, Harm.
Marines don't duck.

Well, what do Marines do?

They take cover,
but they never duck.

[triumphant music plays]