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All eyes are on Washington
today as Marine Lt.

Col. Ronald Vickers is scheduled
to appear at his court hearing.

Col. Vickers has been accused of
violating a chemical weapons

treaty by providing the African country
of Algeria with nerve gas

used in an attack against the UN peacekeeping
force in Tunisia last October.

Four American servicemen were among
the dozens killed in that attack.

The apparent fratricide of
those four American...

-Yeah?
-Amos Rabb, Jr.?

Harmon Rabb, Jr. Harmon, sorry.

Delivered for you.

Could you send a number 23, please?

Yeah.

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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 McKenzie,

he now fights in and out of
the courtroom with the

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

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Lose something, Lieutenant?

No, sir.

I'd like to see Commander Rav, Major
McKenzie in my office ASAP.

Aye, aye, sir.

Victorian Romance or Spring Splendor?

Hmm?

What?

Bud, I've been trying to get
you to look at these

wedding invitations for two
weeks now, and if I don't

order them by tomorrow, then
they're not gonna get to

the printers, and we're not gonna
have anything to send people.

-Fine.
-The white ones.

They're pearl.

Sorry.

You know what?

-It's not your fault.
-It's my mother.

She's driving me nuts
with invitations and

showers and seating arrangements,
and I'm going crazy.

Well, maybe we should just elope.

That would be so romantic.

Of course my mother would
have a heart attack.

Oh, you think so?

That's not funny, Bud.

I'm sorry.

Can I speak with you
just for a moment?

Lieutenant, where are
Rab and McKenzie?

I'm going to find them, sir.

I'll be right back.

I like Victorian romance.

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Don't you recognize me, Commander?

Let me give you a hint.

special agent Clark Palmer
surprise did you

miss me oh yeah you're

a real master of disguise Palmer you
have to be in my line of work

Been bugging my place.

How long have you had me
under surveillance?

Long enough.

Long enough for what?

Long enough to know you've got two
overdue library books, some

serious issues with your missing father,
and your love life sucks.

What do you want, Palmer?

You've got nothing I want, Commander.

This isn't personal.

Not since Iran-Contra has
a military investigation

garnered this much media attention
from Washington...

Where's Rab? He hasn't
shown up yet, sir.

Dwight Burgess from Justice?

What's your take on Colonel
Vickers' attorney?

Gribaldi's a good lawyer, sir.

Knows the ins and outs of military
law as good as any jag.

You have enough evidence
to go to trial?

Yes, sir, but we still don't think
Colonel Vickers acted alone.

Someone in the Defense
Security Division

convinced him to violate a
chemical weapons treaty.

DSD is the Justice Department's
problem.

With all due respect, Admiral,
the DSD is our

jurisdiction, but this has become
everybody's problem.

Ever since the Cold War ended, the
DSD's become a refuge for every

diehard spook looking for some good old-fashioned
cloak and dagger work.

Defense Security Division does have a

reputation of protecting themselves
to the extreme.

Not afraid of any of that, sir.

That's what worries me, Major.

Court-martialing Colonel Vickers
alone won't stop the DSD, sir.

A few months ago, they killed
a Marine pilot at 29 Palms.

-Now this.
-Who knows what's next?

The Department of Justice
has been looking

for a weak link in the
DSD for over a year.

Colonel Vickers may be our only hope,
but we need jag cooperation.

So what's your plan, Major?

Until this, Colonel Vickers
had an exemplary career.

The man personifies honor, but
now he's got the blood of

four fellow Marines on his hands,
and it's tearing him up inside.

I think if I offer him transactional
immunity and

a chance to redeem himself,
we'll cooperate, sir.

Do it.

Where's that big cookie
sheet of yours?

Oh, never mind.

I got it.

What the hell are you doing, Palmer?

What the hell are you doing, Palmer?

What the hell are you doing, Palmer?

You know, you've got
great enunciation.

It's very useful for
a lawyer, I'm sure.

I guess those high school theater classes
weren't a waste of time after all.

What, are you writing my biography?

No.

Just getting to know you
better, Commander.

Well, now that we know all about
me, let's hear your story.

I'm not important.

Sure you are. You're the
one in power here.

What, are you getting back
at me for 29 palms?

Oh, please.

Spare me the psychobabble, Commander.

Unless, of course, you want to talk
about your missing daddy.

What, no witty retort?

Why's that?

Did I hit a nerve?

Tell me, how goes the
search for Baba Rab?

You know, I hear he's living very
well outside of Kiev, or...

Or is it Smolensk?

Anyway...

Shame he never calls.

Go to hell.

Enter.

Sir, I checked the entire building.

Commander Rab is not here.

I've tried calling him 20 times.

He's not answering his phone at home,
his cell phone, or his pager.

I think the storm has knocked out some
of the local cell sites in the area.

And the beltway, it's a parking lot.

Lieutenant.

Yes, sir.

Breathe before you pass
out on my deck.

Yes, sir.

Good. I'll have him see me
as soon as he arrives.

Aye, aye, sir.

Harriet,

I was, uh, wondering if you could look at
something in Commander Rabb's office.

Commander Rabb's office?

Yeah, it's a, uh, I, uh, I want your
opinion on a question of protocol.

Okay.

Is everything okay, bud?

You're acting a little
weirder than usual.

You'd be acting weird, too, if
you had this in your pocket.

Bud, I don't think this is
the time of the play.

Are you gonna open it?

Empty.

It's empty.

It's empty.

Uh-huh.

It's not the whole time, is it?

Oh, my God.

Thank you.

Mr. Gribaldi, we need to talk.

It's okay.

I'm listening.

Transactional immunity if the
colonel gives me the names

of the others responsible, all
the information he knows

about this, and his agreement to
testify when the time comes.

His former employers have a reputation
for tying up loose ends.

Get him in witness relocation.

Oh, great.

That ought to buy him
an extra weekend.

He'll never go for it.

Ask him.

Thank you.

Bye.

Ronald Vickers gonna bite?

Grimaldi's gonna ask him.

But did you find Commander Rapp?

No, ma'am.

Well, until harm shows up,
you're co-counsel.

Wish us luck, sir.

Break somebody's legs.

All right, bud, let's
get this over with.

It wants to give me

All rise.

Ladies and gentlemen, in light
of the reporters outside this

building, and for the sake of expediency,
I'd like to remind

Council we're here today for an Article
32 hearing, not a trial.

The decision whether or
not to proceed with a

court-martial will be determined by
the evidence presented here today.

Now, that said, Major McKenzie, is
the government ready to proceed?

No, sir.

The government requested continuance
until tomorrow morning.

On what grounds, Major?

The lead counsel, Lieutenant Commander
Rabb, is not available, Your Honor.

Your Honor, my client has been
put through enough by the

prosecution without adding insult to
injury with these endless delays.

What endless delays?

I'm asking for a 24-hour continuance.

The prosecution is stalling.

Counselors!

Major McKenzie, as co-counsel
on this case, I'm

sure you're capable of handling
this hearing yourself.

Yes, sir.

The government's motion for continuance
is denied, Major.

Now proceed with your
opening statement.

I don't care how you do it, bud, but
find harm and get him here ASAP.

Okay.

Keeping me here is a waste
of time, Palmer.

Major McKenzie can handle
this case by herself.

You don't really believe that, even
though it's probably true.

Look, if I don't show up, they're gonna
send someone here looking for me.

Who said you wouldn't show up?

You just won't be yourself
when you do.

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It's beautiful, Harriet.

Thank you.

I'm so happy for you.

-Thanks.
-But we are going to miss you.

What are you talking about?

I'm not going anywhere.

When they transfer you.

Married officers can't serve in
the same chain of command.

You know that, Harriet.

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I'm the leader of a cyberteam, Major.

Would you please tell the court what
that acronym stands for, Captain?

That's the Marine Corps' Chemical and
Biological Incident Response Force.

We're brought in whenever
there's an incident

involving chemical and or
biological weapons.

Were you called for the incident in Tunisia
that occurred on October 7, 1997?

Yes, ma'am.

Please describe what you found there.

It was pretty ugly, ma'am.

The peacekeepers set up an emergency
post in an abandoned

aircraft hangar, which is where
this chemical attack occurred.

It took us 18 hours to get to
the hot zone, and by then,

another 40 or so people had been
exposed, which in this

attack was an agent known as Soman
nerve gas, or GD for short.

And what happens to an individual who's
exposed to Soman nerve gas?

A small dose causes headaches, nausea,
loss of vision, and hallucinations.

The Red Cross workers and Tunisian
soldiers who arrived on the

scene before us had to be treated for
these sort of symptoms, ma'am.

What about the US servicemen and refugees
who were exposed to higher doses?

They weren't so lucky, Major.

Soman attacks the central
nervous system.

It shuts down the respiratory
function.

Those people experience
violent cramping,

vomiting, convulsions,
and ultimately death.

In other words, a cruel
and painful death.

Yes, ma'am, very.

Objection.

This grotesque exhibition has nothing to
do with my client or this hearing.

On the contrary, Your Honor, this has
everything to do with this hearing.

Mr. Gribaldi would like us to
lose sight of this fact, but

we can't, because this is what's
in store for us if we do.

Would you please tell
the court how the

nerve gas was delivered
to the attack site?

It was delivered in 105
shells, which had been

modified to deliver a binary
nerve gas system.

Is this the type of shell casing
we're talking about, Captain?

Yes, ma'am.

And where were these shells
manufactured?

Here, ma'am, in the USA.

How was your nap, Commander?

We killed him.

Who are you working for
these days, Palmer?

The DSD or the CIA?

Does Clayton Webb know about this?

Webb?

No.

Mr. Webb is very careful not
to get his hands dirty.

That's why the company has
wet boys like you, huh?

Wet boys?

You've been reading too
many spy novels.

That's what they call assassins
these days, isn't it?

It's a vulgar term, coined
by some government geek.

With an overactive imagination and
a love of juvenile catchphrases.

I prefer to think of myself
as a forensic artist.

I mean, any psycho can walk up to
some poor soul, put a gun to

the base of his skull and blow his
brains out of his forehead.

But it takes true artistry to
have that same guy choke

on a hot dog at a baseball game
in front of 15,000 people.

Or suffer a stroke on the dance floor
at his daughter's wedding.

Now, you said that these
shelves were modified.

Yes, ma'am.

They're hollow shelves, originally

designed to be packed with
propaganda leaflets.

But these weren't used to drop propaganda
leaflets, were they?

No, ma'am.

I don't expect you to appreciate
the kind of work and

planning that goes into something
like this, Commander.

It's still murder.

Yes, Commander.

I know how you feel about such things.

In fact, I know how you feel about
just about everything.

That's what makes this all possible.

You're very predictable.

Dress whites and moral conviction.

And of course, we won't mention the
number of lives you've taken.

Don't compare yourself to me, Palmer.

I never took a life that didn't threaten
my own or someone else's.

Do you even know how many
people you've killed?

I'm not keeping score.

Eighteen confirmed that I'm aware of.

That's absurd.

Is it?

I thought you didn't keep count.

Or is it simply that
you've lost count?

You want me to tell you about them?

Help jog your memory?

Let's see, there was two Libyan
pilots over the Gulf

of Sidra, one Vietnamese emissary,
two Iraqi soldiers...

Don't forget to add your name
to the list, Palmer.

We manufacture Soman nerve
gas, don't we?

No, ma'am, not anymore.

But we did at one time, did we not?

Yes, ma'am. In fact,
we have tons of it

stored at the Tooele Army
Depot in Utah, don't we?

Objection, irrelevant.

Sustained.

Have we not given nerve gas to
other countries like Britain?

Yes, ma'am, but for research
purposes only.

That's the official designation.

But do you know for a fact
that we have never

supplied a foreign country
with nerve gas, Captain?

No, ma'am.

-Thank you.
-No further questions.

Captain, could these 105 shells have been
used with conventional warheads?

Yes, sir.

The Chemical Warfare Treaty
prevents us from

supplying biochemical weapons
to any country.

Isn't that correct, Captain?

Yes, sir.

Do you have any way of
knowing where the

Soman nerve gas used in
the attack originated?

No, sir. So then, the nerve
gas could have been

stolen from a lab in the Middle
East or purchased

on the Russian black market
for all we know, correct?

Yes, sir.

Those are both possible scenarios.

In fact, the Algerians could have even

manufactured this nerve gas by
themselves, couldn't they?

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

No further questions.

Dr. O, Captain Pasternak has
just stated that the

Algerians could manufacture
their own nerve agent.

As a chemical engineer, do you concur?

Yes, given the proper equipment
and supplies.

What sort of equipment
are we talking about?

The same sort of equipment
one requires in the

chemical manufacturing of insecticides
and herbicides.

Bug spray and weed killer?

Yes.

Roach spray is essentially
nerve gas for insects.

If you increase the concentration,
you've

got a chemical agent that's
lethal to humans.

Is this the sort of equipment
that we're talking about?

This is exactly what we're talking
about The government would

like to enter into evidence an invoice
from the Department of

Agriculture for chemical manufacturing
equipment Which was sold to Algeria?

Designated as agricultural
in nature, but as we

just established has a deadly
dual purpose Thank you.

Dr. Oh, no further questions

Oh, Admiral, let me get this
stuff out of your way.

I'm sorry.

When are the wedding plans coming?

In a word, horrible.

I don't think I can pull this off.

Sure you can.

You just need to stop thinking like a bride
and start thinking like an ensign.

Sir?

Well, don't treat it like
some elaborate wedding.

Tack it as if it were a precision
military operation.

Look, city arrangements, right?

Oh, battlefield planned.

Wedding party table, base
of operations, friends

of the bride, allies, Uncle
Larry and Grace Hoboken.

Enemies.

Very good.

Thank you, sir.

Mr. Spratt, as Undersecretary of
the Agricultural Development

Alliance, you authorized the sale
of this equipment to Algeria.

Yes, I did.

Why? We're committed to
helping countries

like Algeria develop a solid
agricultural base.

An adequate food supply
is the first step

towards economic and political
stability.

Herbicides and pesticides play an
important role in this process.

But are you not aware of the
potential for misuse of

such technology, such as the development
of chemical weapons?

Of course, Major. That's why all such transactions
must be approved by the DSD.

The Defense Security Division?

Yes, ma'am. And who specifically must authorize
the sale of this equipment?

Lieutenant Colonel Vickers.

The government would like
to introduce into

evidence a copy of a DSD approval
for the sale of

this equipment authorized by
Lieutenant Colonel Vickers.

Thank you, Mr. Spratt.

No further questions.

Undersecretary Spratt, have you ever
met Colonel Vickers before?

No.

Have you ever talked to
him on the phone?

No.

So, in fact, this piece
of paper is the

only correspondence that
you have ever had.

Yes.

Could it not be a phony?

Could someone not have forged
Colonel Vickers' signature?

-Objection.
-Oh, we're ruled.

You may answer the question,
Mr. Spratt.

Well, I suppose it's possible...

Thank you very much, Mr. Spratt.

No further questions.

Dinner's ready.

Does the face ring a bell, Commander?

You've been watching too many Mission
Impossible reruns, Palmer.

I fooled you to get in here, didn't I?

You said yourself, I'm
a master of disguise.

I was being facetious.

Well, don't you feel like an ass now?

Kind of spooky, huh?

You still don't have my voice.

Neither do you, since
you came down with

that nasty flu bug and
spent the night in...

Emergency.

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I hear they only use psychos for
this kind of work, Palmer.

So what kind of a man
becomes an assassin?

I don't know.

What kind of man becomes
a lawyer, Rab?

A guy that believes in justice.

I believe in justice.

I think we just have a very
different approach.

So you're going to kill Colonel Vickers
to keep him quiet, huh?

You're not understanding the intricacies
of global politics.

The New World Order is exactly
like a giant chess game, and

sometimes you've got to sacrifice a
pawn in order to save your king.

I see the DSD has become an
organization of thugs.

Well, I feel sorry for you, Palmer.

You're so far over the edge you
don't realize it, but...

Vickers isn't the fall guy here.

You are.

Don't try to play mind games
with me, Commander.

You don't have the talent for it.

I seem to recall beating you in the
desert the last time we met.

You think so?

Tell me, how's the big
case against the DSD

and the Bradenhurst Corporation
coming along?

Justice Department will
get a conviction.

Not in your lifetime.

Actually, that's only a matter
of a few hours at this point.

Dinner?

Sir, I know you're busy, but
I was just wondering how my

wedding to Lieutenant Roberts is going
to affect my duty here at JAG.

Well, as you know, it is against
regs for spouses to

work within the same chain
of command, so you will

have to transfer back to the
Inspector General's office.

Yes, sir.

However, your performance
has been outstanding.

So, even though you'll be officially
working for the Inspector

General, I'm going to ask that you be
permanently assigned to this office.

You can do that, sir?

Admiral's privilege.

Thank you, sir!

Thank you!

Well, consider it part
of your wedding gift.

Don't be long.

You gonna poison him?

Even you must see the
irony, Commander.

You know, Colonel Vickers is not the innocent
victim you'd like to believe.

He was hand-picked for the DSD.

So you could manipulate him.

Get him to sign off on
your dirty deals.

It's a shame to have to kill him.

Good help's hard to find.

You're not gonna release Soman
nerve gas in the courtroom.

No.

Soman, Sarin, VX2, those
are old school.

This is the new kid on the block.

It's ten times more lethal, virtually
undetectable, and best of all...

no aftertaste.

You'll be exposed.

Don't worry about me, Commander.

I eat right.

And I carry protection.

Prosecution calls Corporal
Cheryl Dupree.

Objection, Your Honour.

We all know what happened
in Tunisia, and the

Major has already pointed out
the effects of the attack.

I do not understand what Corporal Dupree's
testimony could possibly add.

Corporal Dupree is a victim
of the attack who

has to deal with the pain
and suffering every day.

I think we owe her the respect
to hear her testimony.

Overruled.

Proceed, Major.

What about the other people
in the courtroom?

Hopefully their exposure will
be kept to a minimum.

Hopefully?

I'm not a mass murderer, Commander.

If I was, I'd simply fire
a dragon into your JAG

headquarters and blow Vickers
to hell along with

everyone else and chalk it
up as collateral damage.

That's not my style.

Oh, I forgot.

You're an artiste.

What happened to you, Palmer?

What could possibly happen
to a person that

caused him to lose every shred
of human compassion?

Stay in Washington a few more years.

Shit.

I had just stepped into the hangar
when I heard the explosion.

I froze for a moment.

But then my Marine training took over.

I raced out to grab these two
little refugee girls.

I didn't realize it was a
chemical attack until I

was about halfway to them and
my eyes started burning.

My lungs were on fire and I could barely
breathe, but I kept going.

All I could think about was saving
those two little girls.

But it didn't matter.

By the time I got to them,
the girls were dead.

I'm in pain every day.

My husband can't touch me.

I can't even pick up my
-year-old son, Adam.

The gas burned out my
tear ducts, so...

I can't even cry.

It's been fun, Rab, but I gotta go.

Got a case to try.

Or rather, you do.

In fact, you're gonna question
Vicar so hard the poor

man will die of a heart attack
right there in the courtroom.

Imagine the headlines.

Jag lawyer questions man to death.

And then he'll return
home devastated by

the day's events and, uh,
die in a freak fire.

Don't you think the coroner's
gonna wonder

about the restraints of my
hands and fate, Palmer?

By the time they put this fire out, Rab,
they'll be lucky to find your teeth.

This charge is set to go
off in eight hours.

So if I were you, Rab, I'd
find peace with my maker.

And don't bother trying
to Houdini out of this

because I've got a trigger
wired to this motion

sensor You may be wondering
if he's gonna kill me.

Why doesn't he just shoot?

Quite frankly Raph, that's not
my style But don't worry

Hell You're as good as you think
you are You'll be in

heaven before you know it and if I'm
not I'll save you seeing hell

Well, that's comforting.

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See you later, baby.

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Does the government have any
more witnesses, Major?

Yes, sir.

The government calls Colonel
Vickers to the stand.

Your Honor, I think counsel
is confused.

She can't call the accused
to the stand.

I want to hear Colonel Vickers
tell the court that

he's not responsible for what
happened to Corporal Dupree.

Your Honor, this is outrageous.

Major, you know Colonel Vickers can't be
forced to testify against himself.

I'll do it, Your Honor.

Sit down.

I don't take orders from civilians.

I'd like to make a statement,
Your Honor.

You don't have to, Colonel.

I understand, Admiral.

But if it pleases the court,
I'd like to take the stand.

Your Honor, as defense counsel,
I cannot allow this to happen.

Colonel Vickers, if you take the
stand and make a statement,

you will also be subject to cross-examination
by the prosecution.

I understand, sir.

Take the fifth.

You can take the fifth.

Take it.

Oh

Meat butter, you in there?

Bandit!

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The United States has become
the world's protector.

We help those who can't
help themselves.

It's one of the things that
makes America great.

But unfortunately, we can't be
everywhere at all times.

So we try to give those countries
a means to defend

themselves, hopefully as a deterrent
to their enemies.

Now, my assignment with the Defense

Security Division was foreign
military sales.

And yes, I approved the delivery of
some weapons to the Algerians.

It was one of our ways of building
up security against Libya.

But I swear to this court, to
Corporal Dupree, and to all

the other victims that I would
have never, ever approved

the sale of any weapons, chemical
or otherwise, if I

thought for a moment that they might
be used against any Americans.

Now, I'm sorry for what happened.

I am.

And I wish I could change
it somehow, but I can't.

I'm sorry.

You're a witness, Major.

Would you approve the sale
of weapons if you

didn't think they'd be used
against Americans?

I just said that I wouldn't, Major.

No, sir.

You said you would not
allow the sale of

weapons that might be used
against Americans.

What if you thought they'd never
be used against Americans?

What if someone in the Defense Security
Division said, hey, it's OK.

The Algerians won't use
this against us.

They're our allies.

Would you look the other way
and approve it then?

Objection.

Cause for speculation.

Overruled.

Colonel.

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Commander, are you alright?

Yes, sir.

Bud, there's a bomb right
to a motion sensor.

It's plugged into the wall socket.

-Pull it out.
-What?
-Behind you!

-Follow the wire!
-Hurry!

Freeze!

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RAB, my office now.

I'm late for court, Admiral.

I'm aware of that, Commander.

Major McKenzie, sir.

Now, RAB.

Colonel, you admit you approve
the sale of the 105

howitzers to the Algerians
who launched the attack.

I approve the sales, yes.

And you approve the sale
of several hundred 105

artillery shells which were used
to launch the nerve gas.

Yes.

And you approve the sale of chemical
manufacturing equipment.

No.

No?

Well, you sign the approval.

This is your signature, isn't it?

Looks like mine.

I'll take that as a yes, sir.

So within a period of less than
a month, you approved

the sale of everything the Algerians
needed to make a

nerve gas weapon and launch it
against our peacekeepers.

I told you that I would never approve
the sale of any weapons...

If you thought they'd be used against
Americans, I know, Colonel.

But you did.

Somebody call the bomb squad!

Help!

Save your breath, bud.

Nobody can hear you.

Look, we're gonna be all
right, just so long

as we don't move and trip
the motion sensor.

The bomb isn't set to go off
for almost eight hours.

What are we gonna do until then, sir?

We are not gonna move, bud.

Okay, sir, I'm trying.

Does anybody know you're here?

Major McKenzie.

She sent me to find you.

Who did this, sir?

Special agent Clark Palmer.

Man, I really hate that guy.

-Me, too.
-Don't move your head, bud.

What?

I'm getting a charley horse, sir.

Don't you dare move, lieutenant.

That's an order.

Aye, sir.

The only thing that I can't figure
out is why, colonel.

You know this area better than anyone.

It was your duty to ensure that something
like this wouldn't happen.

So how did it?

I don't know, major.

If you overlook something
or mistakenly approve

something that you shouldn't have
been, it's a tragic mistake.

And I'm afraid you've been
negligent in your duty.

But if this wasn't an accident...

Objection! Is the major going
to ask a question?

Sustained.

Major, do you have a question?

Yes, your honor.

Then please ask it.

Do you know the penalty
for assisting or

inducing in any way the acquisition
of chemical weapons?

Yes.

What is it?

Imprisonment.

Life imprisonment.

And if such action should
result in the death

of another person, it's the
death penalty, sir.

Sir, I spent the night in
the emergency room.

I had an allergic reaction to some
antibiotics I was taking.

My throat started to close.

My face swelled up like a balloon.

I still don't quite have
my voice back, sir.

You gonna be all right?

Yes, sir, I'm fine.

I feel better than I look.

Well, you still should have called.

Well, sir, I would have, but they knocked
me out with some painkillers.

I came here directly from the
hospital when they wore off.

How is the major doing, sir?

From what I understand,
she's holding her own.

I'd like to get in there and
help as soon as I can, sir.

Dismissed.

Commander, General Trenton
called this morning.

He wanted to know about
the Hirsch case.

He wants to know what our position is.

The Hirsch case, sir.

Captain Joe Hirsch, Marine
Harrier pilot.

I'm charging him with
Article 111, sir.

Doesn't matter if it was
cough syrup or draft

beer, he was intoxicated while
operating an aircraft.

As you were.

Colonel, I know what the Marine
Code of Honor means to you.

I know that you would
lay down your life

to protect the principles
by which you live.

And I would like to believe that
a Marine of your character

would not knowingly sell chemical weapons
to Algeria or anyone else.

But it happened.

You didn't want this to happen to
Corporal Dupree, but it did.

You might have been able to prevent
it, but you didn't.

Four Marines and 37 others
are dead, either

because of what you did or because
of what you didn't do.

I'm asking you as a man, as an
American, as a Marine, were

the Algerians allowed to develop
a chemical weapons system?

And if so, under whose authority?

I'm not asking for a confession,
Colonel.

I'm offering you one last
chance at redemption.

Yes, we afforded them the
equipment they needed.

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All right, good, bud.

Cut me out of here.

Hurry up.

What about the bomb what about it?

I'm not gonna defuse it and I'm certainly
not taking it with us

We'll call the bomb squad from the
car Where the hell have you been?

I spent the night emergency
have a strep throat.

You look terrible.

I'm fine I got him harm
Vickers confessed to

helping the Algerians acquire
chemical weapons.

I think he's gonna give up
some names in the DSD

Major is the government
ready to proceed?

We are your honor.

What are you doing?

I have the smoking gun
what smoking gun?

What does the colonel make these days?

Not enough really According
to your bank

account you have almost
$300,000 colonel.

Yeah, I wish

Let me finish.

Back off, Sarah.

The government would like to enter into
evidence the financial records

of a Cayman Island bank account belonging
to Lieutenant Colonel Vickers.

Objection.

Your Honor, this is evidence that
has not been disclosed.

That's because it was just uncovered less
than 20 minutes ago, Your Honor.

Overrule. I'll allow it.
Were you selling

American-made weapons under
the table, Colonel?

No.

How do you explain this
bank account, then?

It must be some sort of mistake.

Really?

Well, I think the only mistake was you thinking
you could get away with this.

Sir, there's a restricted area.

You'll have to turn around.

I'm Lieutenant Commander Rav.

I'm supposed to be in that court.

Commander Rav is already
in court, sir.

He's not Commander Rav.

He's Commander Rav.

He is in a disguise that he made.

He drugged him and made
a mold of his face.

Fine. Let me speak to
Admiral Chegwood.

He also is in court, sir.

Out of my way, Staff Sergeant.

That's an order.

DSD had nothing to do with this
one, did it, Colonel?

You were the lone gunman on this job.

No, that's not true.

What the hell is Rav doing?

You sold the Algerians chemical
weapons for cash.

Four of your fellow Marines died
for no other reason than greed.

Your greed.

Objection. Your Honor, the prosecution
is badgering the witness.

Yes, it's day.

Wait right here until I get someone
to straighten this out, okay?

The court will take a
20-minute recess.

Scabs, get everybody to get
the hell out of here!

Yes!

Oh

My office!

Seal off this courtroom.

Call the cyber.

Get the respirator here.

Aye, sir.

Bag him.

Yes, sir.

Somebody go after Rav!

Commander Rav didn't do it, sir.

Agent Palmer disguised himself as Harmon
in order to kill Colonel Vickers.

Man arrived you right, sir.

I'm fine corporal detain this man.

Call the civil authorities.

Hi, sir In here, let's go

I didn't even want to speak.

three four five one two

it's breathing

What's that for?

I wanted to make sure it was you.

One Harmon Rab in my life is enough.

More than enough.

Well, thank you, Admiral.

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