Original subtitles

[ telephone rings ]

Hey, it's Harm.

I can't take your call right now

but if you leave your name and number

I'll get right back to you. [ telephone beeps ]

Man: Rabb, it's Webb.

IF YOU'RE THERE, PICK UP.

I NEED TO TALK TO YOU. IT'S AN EMERGENCY.

HE SAID IT'S AN EMERGENCY.

IT'S ALWAYS AN EMERGENCY WITH WEBB.

RABB, I KNOW YOU'RE THERE. PICK UP.

Webb: Raab?Come on, come on, come on.

[ Harmon sighs ]

YES?

RABB... [ phone beeps ]

[ indistinct chatters ] [ gunfire ]

[ dramatic music playing ]

[ Webb groans ] [ explosion ]

[ theme music playing ]

WELL, YOU'RE OBVIOUSLY NOT THE CLEANING LADY.

I'M AGENT CANDELLA FROM THE CENTRAL INTELLIGENCE AGENCY.

THAT GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO BREAK INTO MY APARTMENT?

YOU'RE A FRIEND OF CLAYTON WEBB'S?

WEBB AND I HAVE WORKED TOGETHER FROM TIME TO TIME.

WE'RE HAVING DIFFICULTY LOCATING MR. WEBB.

WELL, I CAN ASSURE YOU HE'S NOT IN MY APARTMENT.

HIS PHONE RECORDS INDICATE HE MADE A ONE-MINUTE PHONE CALL

TO YOU AT APPROXIMATELY 10:50 LAST NIGHT.

YOU MONITOR HIS PHONE?

I TOLD YOU, WE'RE HAVING DIFFICULTY...

LOCATING HIM. YEAH, YOU SAID THAT.

WHAT DID YOU TWO TALK ABOUT LAST NIGHT?

NOTHING.

HE LEFT A MESSAGE, ASKED ME TO CALL HIM.

[ phone rings ] EXCUSE ME.

CANDELLA.

NO. NOTHING.

I'LL BE THERE.

IF YOU HEAR FROM WEBB, PLEASE GIVE ME A CALL.

YOU HAVE A NICE PLACE HERE, COMMANDER.

I'M SORRY FOR THE INTRUSION.

[ blender whirring ]

THEY'RE HERE.

WELL, AREN'T YOU GOING TO OPEN IT?

I... I CAN'T.

DON'T YOU WANT TO SEE HOW WELL YOU DID?

YEAH. I JUST CAN'T DO IT RIGHT NOW.

[ sighs ] I CAN DO IT.

UH, NO. YOU CAN'T DO IT, EITHER.

WHY NOT?

BECAUSE...

BECAUSE MAJOR MACKENZIE ALWAYS READS ME MY GRADES.

WHAT?

I'M USUALLY SO NERVOUS ABOUT GETTING MY MARKS

THAT SHE DOES IT FOR ME.

AND THEY ALWAYS TURN OUT GREAT.

IT'S KIND OF LIKE SHE BRINGS ME GOOD LUCK.

THEN THE MAJOR'S YOUR GOOD LUCK CHARM.

YEAH.

THEN WHAT AM I? UNLUCKY?

A CURSE? SOME BAD MOJO?

HARRIET.

FORGET IT.

Woman: GOOD MORNING, SIR.

GOOD MORNING, SIR. Man: MORNING.

HEY, WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAW WEBB?

IN IRAN, WHEN HE BRIEFED US

ABOUT THE STEALTH AIRCRAFT. WHY?

THE CIA WAS AT MY APARTMENT

THIS MORNING LOOKING FOR HIM.

HE'S MISSING.

YOU THINK HE'S IN TROUBLE?

NO. I'M SURE IT'S NOTHING.

YOU KNOW WEBB.

THANKS. [ chuckles ] YEAH.

YOU WANTED TO SEE US, SIR?

PLEASE, HAVE A SEAT.

ABOUT AN HOUR AGO, CLAYTON WEBB'S BODY WAS FOUND

ON A FREIGHTER IN THE BALTIMORE SHIPYARDS.

THE, UH... CIA NOTIFIED ME OF WEBB'S DEATH

ONLY BECAUSE OF OUR PAST RELATIONSHIP.

BEFORE YOU START ASKING ME ANY QUESTIONS

THAT'S ALL I KNOW.

YOU DO WANT TO KNOW MORE, THOUGH, SIR, DON'T YOU?

COMMANDER, I, UM...

I WANT TO KNOW WHERE TO SEND FLOWERS TO HIS MOTHER.

I WANT TO KNOW WHERE THE FUNERAL'S GOING TO BE HELD.

BUT, SIR...

AND I WANT TO KNOW WHO THE HELL KILLED HIM.

[ soft music playing ]

SOMEONE SAID THERE WAS

A HUNKY-LOOKING COMMANDER IN MY OFFICE.

WHERE? [ laughs ]

HEY, WHAT'S WRONG?

I NEED YOU TO GET ME INTO THE MORGUE.

THE MORGUE? MM-HM.

PLEASE TELL ME THIS IS NOT A FANTASY OF YOURS.

A FRIEND OF MINE WAS KILLED LAST NIGHT.

I'M SORRY. WHO WAS IT?

CLAYTON WEBB.

THE MAN WHO CALLED YOU LAST NIGHT?

[ gloomy music playing ]

THERE WERE THREE BODIES BROUGHT IN

OVER THE LAST 24 HOURS.

CLAYTON WEBB WAS ONE OF THEM.

HIS BODY WAS BADLY BURNED

AND HAD TO BE IDENTIFIED FROM DENTAL RECORDS.

THE OTHER TWO BODIES WERE FOUND ON THE SHIP WITH HIM.

ONE WAS I.D.'D. THE OTHER'S STILL A JOHN DOE.

CAN YOU GET ME COPIES OF THE AUTOPSIES?

ARE YOU GOING TO TELL ME WHAT THIS IS ALL ABOUT?

I WOULD IF I KNEW, JORDIE.

Budrick: AT APPROXIMATELY 0400 ZULU THIS MORNING

THERE WAS AN EXPLOSION ABOARD THE KAMIKO MARU

A JAPANESE FREIGHTER OUT OF NAGOYA.

THE CAUSE OF THE EXPLOSION IS STILL UNDER INVESTIGATION

AND THE NAMES OF THE VICTIMS ARE BEING WITHHELD

UNTIL NOTIFICATION OF NEXT OF KIN.

BUT WE DO KNOW THAT MR. WEBB

WAS ONE OF THEM.

I HAD A HIT ON THE OTHER NAMES, SIR.

A SHOHEI WAKITA, COMPUTER SPECIALIST OUT OF OSAKA.

TAUGHT FOR A WHILE AT M.I.T.

I WAS ABLE TO PULL AN ARTICLE HE WROTE

OFF THE INTERNET.

TAKE A LOOK AT THE TOP OF PAGE TWO HERE.

"WHILE DOING RESEARCH AND DEVELOPMENT

AT THE BRADENHURST CORPORATION,

SHOHEI WAKITA..."

WAKITA WORKED FOR BRADENHURST.

THAT MEANS DEFENSE SECURITY DIVISION IS INVOLVED.

WE DISMANTLED THE D.S.D., SIR.

YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT AND IN DOING SO

LEFT A BUNCH OF UNEMPLOYED INTELLIGENCE AGENTS

SCRAMBLING TO FIND WORK.

BUD, WE NEED A FLIGHT TO FORT LEAVENWORTH.

I'M ON IT, SIR.

IF ANYBODY CAN TELL US WHAT'S GOING ON

IT'S CLARK PALMER.

[ suspense music playing ]

WHO ARE YOU?

CLARK PALMER.

WHO ARE YOU?

[ tense music playing ]

NO PRISONER HAS EVER ESCAPED FROM LEAVENWORTH.

THEN WHERE IS HE, COLONEL?

YOU JUST MET HIM, COMMANDER.

THAT MAN IS NOT CLARK PALMER. I KNOW.

HE'S TRIED TO KILL ME TWICE.

THISIS CLARK PALMER, SIR.

[ sighs ]

WELL...

ACCORDING TO OUR RECORDS, THE MAN YOU JUST MET

IS CLARK PALMER.

D.S.D. MUST HAVE MADE THE SWITCH AFTER THE TRIAL.

THE REAL CLARK PALMER PROBABLY NEVER SET FOOT

IN THIS PRISON, HARM.

WHICH MEANS HE'S BEEN ON THE STREETS FOR ALMOST A YEAR.

[ suspense music playing ]

I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE

THAT CLAYTON IS DEAD.

I MEAN, I KNOW THAT HE HAD SOME FAULTS

AND HE PULLED SOME STUNTS, BUT... [ sighs ]

WELL, HE ALMOST GOT US KILLED

ON MORE THAN ONE OCCASION.

DESPITE EVERYTHING THAT HE PUT US THROUGH

THERE WAS JUST SOMETHING ALWAYS KINDA...

LOVABLE ABOUT CLAYTON.

APPARENTLY, NOT EVERYBODY SHARED OUR SENTIMENT.

MAYBE WEBB GOT CAUGHT UP IN SOME SORT OF INTELLIGENCE WAR

AND PALMER MURDERED HIM.

WHEN PALMER TOOK ME HOSTAGE

HE KEPT BRAGGING

ABOUT BEING A FORENSICS ARTIST.

THE WAY WEBB WAS KILLED IS TOO SLOPPY FOR PALMER.

I KNOW THE WAY HE THINKS.

DON'T GET INSIDE PALMER'S HEAD, HARM.

IT'S NOT SOMEPLACE YOU WANT TO BE.

IT MAY BE THE ONLY WAY TO FIND HIM.

UNLESS HE FINDS YOU FIRST.

WEBB WAS NOT THE ONLY ONE

THAT PALMER HAD A GRUDGE AGAINST.

I'M NOT AFRAID OF PALMER, MAC.

WELL, I AM, FOR YOU.

I HOPE HE DOES COME AFTER ME.

THAT WOULD MAKE FINDING HIM A WHOLE LOT EASIER.

YOU'RE HOLDING SOMETHING OUT ON ME, AREN'T YOU?

[ tense music playing ]

[ sighs ]

[ telephone beeps ] Rabb. It's Webb.

If you're there, pick up. I need to talk to you.

It's an emergency.

Oh, come on, come on, come on. [ panting ]

Rabb, I know you're there.

Pick up.

Rabb!

Harmon: Yes . Webb. [ telephone beeps ]

I DIDN'T WANT TO PICK IT UP.

I FIGURED...

I FIGURED HE WAS TRYING TO INVOLVE ME

IN ANOTHER ONE OF HIS SPOOK OPERATIONS.

WHEN I FINALLY DID ANSWER IT, HE WAS GONE.

YOU HAD NO WAY OF KNOWING.

I KNOW THAT.

I STILL FEEL GUILTY.

THE GUY REACHED OUT TO ME.

I LET HIM DOWN.

[ Harmon sighs ]

PALMER IS OUT THERE.

SOMEWHERE.

I CAN FEEL HIM.

DOES CLAYTON WEBB KNOW ABOUT THIS?

HMM. 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.

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.

HE'S LIKE A DISEASE.

YOU KNOW THAT...

THAT SICK, EERIE FEELING YOU GET

JUST BEFORE THE FLU ATTACKS YOUR BODY.

HARM, I'M STAYING HERE TONIGHT.

MAC, I'M A BIG BOY AND I DON'T NEED

TO BE PROTECTED, BUT THANK YOU.

BESIDES, IF PALMER WANTED ME DEAD

HE'S BEEN OUT ALMOST A YEAR.

HE'D HAVE MADE A MOVE BY NOW, RIGHT?

YEAH, I KNOW

BUT IT WOULD MAKE ME FEEL BETTER.

I'LL SLEEP ON THE COUCH

AND I PROMISE I WON'T SNORE. OKAY?

[ mellow music playing ]

I JUST CAN'T BELIEVE HE'S DEAD.

WELL, YOU DIDN'T REALLY LIKE HIM ANYWAY.

NO, THAT'S JUST IT.

I DIDN'T... BUT NOW THAT HE'S DEAD...

YEAH, NOW YOU ONLY SEE THE GOOD

AND THAT'S NATURAL.

I'M JUST BEGINNING TO REALIZE

WHAT A REALLY DECENT MAN HE WAS.

HE WAS VERY DEDICATED TO HIS JOB.

HE... MADE TOUGH DECISIONS WITHOUT EMOTION.

HE MAKES ME THINK THAT ALL MY SUPERSTITION

ABOUT OPENING MY GRADES IS REALLY SILLY.

HERE.

NO.

NO?

NO.

I MEAN, I'M SURE YOU DID GREAT

BUT WHAT IF, BY SOME FLUKE YOU MESSED UP

AND THEN I OPEN THE LETTER

AND FOREVER I'M YOUR BAD LUCK CHARM, SO NO.

YOU KNOW, I THINK THIS GOOD LUCK/BAD LUCK THING

IS REALLY STUPID.

I HAVE A BEAUTIFUL WIFE

I HAVE A GREAT CAREER, I'M GOING TO BE A FATHER.

I'M THE LUCKIEST GUY IN THE WORLD.

PLEASE?

OKAY.

[ giggles ] YOU WERE THIRD IN YOUR CLASS.

REALLY? YES.

WOW.

I'M SO PROUD OF YOU.

OW! HEY.

HE KICKED ME.

NO, HE DIDN'T.

HE GAVE HIS DADDY A HIGH FIVE.

OOH!

[ thunder claps ] [ rain pattering ]

[ soft thumping noise ]

MAC?

I'M SORRY.

UM... I THOUGHT I HEARD SOMETHING OUT, OUTSIDE

BUT IT WAS NOTHING. [ sniffs ]

GO BACK TO SLEEP.

OH.

[ sighs ]

IS IT ALWAYS THIS COLD IN HERE?

YOU WANT ME TO TURN THE HEAT UP?

YEAH, MAYBE A LITTLE.

YOU KNOW, MAC, YOU REALLY SHOULD GO HOME

AND GET A DECENT NIGHT'S SLEEP.

I'M, I'M GOING TO BE ALL RIGHT.

I WOULDN'T SLEEP EVEN IF I WAS AT HOME.

I RARELY DO.

YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT IT?

ALL RIGHT.

I EXPECTED THERE TO BE DEATH

WHEN I JOINED THE MARINES

BUT NOT WHEN I JOINED JAG, NOT LIKE THIS.

[ inhales heavily ]

IT'S LIKE EVERYONE AROUND ME KEEPS DYING.

HEY.

YOU HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS.

NO?

DALTON WOULD STILL BE ALIVE

IF HE HADN'T BEEN INVOLVED WITH ME.

MY EX-HUSBAND WOULDN'T HAVE DIED

IF HE HADN'T COME BACK TO SEE ME.

YOU DON'T KNOW THAT.

OKAY? AND YOU CERTAINLY HAD NOTHING TO DO

WITH CLAYTON'S DEATH.

[ sniffles ]

LOOK AT ME, I'M CRYING LIKE A BIG BABY.

NO WONDER THEY DON'T WANT WOMEN IN COMBAT.

HEY.

MEN CRY IN COMBAT ALL THE TIME.

THEY JUST DON'T ADMIT IT.

OKAY, GO ON. GO BACK TO BED.

I'M SUPPOSED TO BE HERE WATCHING OUT FOR YOU,REMEMBER ?

OH, YEAH.

I FORGOT.

GOOD NIGHT, NINJA GIRL.

GOOD NIGHT.

HEY, WOULD YOU MIND IF I STRIPPED IT DOWN?

WHAT DID YOU SAY?

YOUR PISTOL.

CAN I CLEAN IT FOR YOU?

IT WOULD GIVE ME SOMETHING TO DO.

CAN YOU DO IT QUIETLY?

YEAH.

OKAY.

[ soft music playing ]

GOOD MORNING, SIR.

MORNING.

Harmon: HEY. HI.

Harmon: I HAVE SOMETHING FOR YOU.

THE JUDGE DISMISSED YOUR D.U.I. CHARGE

WITHOUT PREJUDICE

DUE TO EXTENUATING CIRCUMSTANCES.

THANK YOU.

TRY TO CONTAIN YOUR ENTHUSIASM.

I'M SORRY.

I HAVE COPIES OF THE AUTOPSY REPORTS YOU ASKED FOR.

WHAT WAS THE CAUSE OF DEATH?

THE TWO JAPANESE NATIONALS

WERE KILLED BY MULTIPLE NINE-MILLIMETER GUNSHOT WOUNDS

MOST LIKELY FROM AN AUTOMATIC.

AND WEBB?

THE SAME.

HOWEVER, HE WAS ALSO SEVERELY BURNED

FROM THE EXPLOSION AND ENSUING FIRE.

I'M SORRY.

[ knocking ]

GOOD MORNING. MORNING.

UM... AM I INTERRUPTING?

WEBB'S AUTOPSY REPORT.

I HAVE TO GET BACK TO WORK.

I'LL CALL YOU TONIGHT?

YEAH. OKAY.

IT SEEMS LIKE SHE TAKES GOOD CARE OF YOU.

YOU BOTH DO.

[ soft music playing ]

Woman: Good. Well, I'll just go ahead with you.

How you doing?

HEY! HENDRICKS.

Man: How you doing, King? I have this photograph for you.

[ suspense music playing ]

[ humming ]

HEY.

WHO ARE YOU?

I'M RAY.

RAY. HMM. WHERE'S HOWARD?

OH, DIDN'T YOU HEAR?

HE WAS IN A CAR ACCIDENT.

OH, IS HE OKAY?

WELL, ACTUALLY, I HEARD HE GOT HURT PRETTY BAD.

WHAT WERE YOU DOING TO MY COMPUTER?

OH, NOTHING, MA'AM.

JUST DOING MY DUSTING, YOU KNOW.

WHAT'S IN THE RAG?

SORRY?

YOUR RAG. I SAW YOU PUT SOMETHING IN IT.

OPEN THE RAG NOW.

YOU REALLY SHOULDN'T KEEP FOOD

IN YOUR DESK, MA'AM.

IT ATTRACTS THEM.

I DON'T.

WELL, GET RID OF IT.

YES, MA'AM.

[ cart clattering ]

[ dramatic music playing ]

[ soft music playing ]

Harmon: ACCORDING TO THIS AUTOPSY REPORT, SIR

ONE OF THE MEN KILLED WITH WEBB ABOARD THE FREIGHTER

WAS A JAPANESE SCIENTIST

WITH LINKS TO THE BRADENHURST CORPORATION.

IF BRADENHURST CORPORATION IS INVOLVED

DEFENSE SECURITY DIVISION IS INVOLVED, SIR.

D.S.D. WAS DISMANTLED.

TRY TELLING THAT TO SPECIAL AGENT CLARK PALMER, SIR.

I TRIED TO CONTACT PALMER AT LEAVENWORTH

THINKING HE MAY KNOW WHO KILLED WEBB.

HE WASN'T THERE.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN WASN'T THERE? WHERE THE HELL IS HE?

I HAVE NO IDEA, SIR.

D.S.D. MUST HAVE MADE THE SWITCH WITH PALMER

BEFORE HE GOT TO LEAVENWORTH.

THIS MAN IS IN THERE

POSING AS PALMER SERVING HIS TIME.

THERE'S A RUMOR OF A MOLE WITHIN THE CIA

FEEDING INFORMATION TO FORMER D.S.D. AGENTS.

WEBB MUST HAVE FOUND THE MOLE.

ACTUALLY, THERE'S SPECULATION THAT WEBB IS THE MOLE.

THAT IS LUDICROUS, SIR.

I WOULD STAKE MY LIFE ON IT.

IF PALMER'S FREE, THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT YOU'RE DOING.

SIR, WEBB MAY NOT HAVE ALWAYS BEEN ABOVEBOARD WITH US

BUT HE ALWAYS CAME THROUGH IN THE END.

I OWE HIM AS MUCH.

[ playing "Chopsticks" ]

SORRY.

DID YOU KNOW

THAT MR. WEBB WAS A MUSICIAN?

NO, I DIDN'T KNOW HE COMPETED AT THE '88 OLYMPICS EITHER.

GET OUT OF HERE.

DOING WHAT?

MODERN PENTATHLON.

EVEN THOUGH HE'S GONE

HE'S STILL FULL OF SURPRISES.

Harmon: I'LL SAY.

COMMANDER RABB.

WHO'S ROBIN?

IT'S ROBERTS, SIR.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, CANDELLA?

I'M HEADING UP AN OFFICIAL CIA INVESTIGATION.

QUESTION, WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING HERE?

FEEDING THE FISH. WATERING THE PLANTS.

AS A LAWYER, I SUSPECT YOU'RE SOMEWHAT OF A STUDENT

ON HUMAN BEHAVIOR, COMMANDER.

YOU CAN TELL WHEN A PERSON IS LYING OR CONCEALING THE TRUTH

FROM THEIR SPEECH PATTERNS, THEIR BODY LANGUAGE--

THE VERY WAY THAT THEY LOOK AT YOU.

YES, I CAN.

GOOD.

'CAUSE YOU'RE ACTING VERY MUCH LIKE A MAN

WHO KNOWS SOMETHING HE IS NOT TELLING ME.

I READ THE AUTOPSY REPORT.

I KNOW THAT ONE OF THE BODIES FOUND WITH WEBB

ABOARD THE FREIGHTER WAS A JAPANESE SCIENTIST

WORKING FOR THE BRADENHURST CORPORATION.

I ALSO KNOW THAT YOU'RE USING US

LIKE POINTERS ON A BIRD HUNT.

IT'S TIME TO LET US IN, CANDELLA.

WHEN THE GOVERNMENT DECIDED

TO SHUT DOWN THE DEFENSE SECURITY DIVISION

A LOT OF OPERATIVES GOT THE AXE.

MOST OF THEM WERE TRANSFERRED INTO OTHER DEPARTMENTS

BUT A FEW OF THEM WOUND UP GOING INTO BUSINESS

FOR THEMSELVES IN THE PRIVATE SECTOR.

INTELLIGENCE BELTWAY BANDITS.

KNOWLEDGE IS POWER, POWER IS MONEY.

BIG MONEY.

THE CIA AND THESE ROGUE D.S.D. AGENTS

HAVE BEEN FIGHTING OVER EVERYTHING FROM INTEL ON SADDAM

TO THE LATEST TECHNOLOGY IN STEALTH MISSILES.

WHICH IS WHY THESE ROGUE D.S.D. AGENTS

HAVE A MOLE IN THE CIA.

THAT'S AN UNSUBSTANTIATED RUMOR.

UNFORTUNATELY, THE CIRCUMSTANCES OF WEBB'S DEATH

ADD FUEL TO THE RUMOR.

THERE ARE THOSE IN THE COMPANY THAT BELIEVE WEBB WAS THE MOLE.

MR. WEBB WAS NOT A MOLE.

I BELIEVE THAT.

BUT MY SUPERIORS WANT TO KNOW WHAT HE WAS DOING ON THAT SHIP.

THAT WAS NOT A CIA OPERATION.

THE DIRECTOR BELIEVES THAT WEBB

WAS WORKING FOR THE D.S.D.

NEVER HAPPEN.

YOU WANT TO KNOW WHO KILLED WEBB?

FIND AGENT PALMER.

CLARK PALMER? HE'S IN LEAVENWORTH.

NO, HE ISN'T.

BUT WHY DO I THINK THAT YOU ALREADY

KNEW THAT, CANDELLA?

I SWEAR TO YOU I DIDN'T.

BUT I'M GOING TO FIND OUT IF SOMEBODY ABOVE ME DID.

SIR, YOU DON'T THINK...

LET'S FEED THE FISH, BUD.

YES, SIR.

[ ominous music playing ]

Palmer: SPOOK YA?

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?

I GOT A BETTER QUESTION.

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TALKING

TO LIEUTENANT COMMANDER HARMON RABB?

WEBB CALLED HIM RIGHT BEFORE HE DIED.

HE KNOWS YOU'RE NOT IN LEAVENWORTH.

WELL, NOW WE GOT US A GAME.

HE THINKS YOU KILLED WEBB.

HE SHOULD KNOW BETTER.

THAT SLOPPY PIECE OF WORK ON THAT SHIP

WAS YOUR MESS, NOT MINE.

WELL, SOME OF US DON'T HAVE

THE TASTE FOR THIS SORT OF THING LIKE YOU DO.

WHAT WERE YOU DOING IN MY OFFICE TODAY?

SOMEBODY COULD HAVE RECOGNIZED YOU.

I WAS ACCESSING THE CIA's COMPUTER SYSTEM.

YOU KNOW, THAT SUPERCONDUCTOR WAS NEVER RECOVERED.

YOU LIED TO ME.

YOU'LL GET IT AS SOON AS WE FIND IT.

Palmer: AND IF YOU DON'T? [ clears throat ]

THEN WE BOTH LOSE A LOT OF MONEY.

I DON'T LIKE LOSING.

WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO, PALMER?

KILL ME?

I ALREADY DID.

[ coughs ]

DIDN'T ANYONE EVER TELL YOU THESE THINGS WILL KILL YOU?

Budrick: DUG UP SOME MORE ON SHOHEI WAKITA

FROM INTERPOL, COMMANDER.

HE'S PART OF A TEAM

WORKING ON A ROOM TEMPERATURE SUPERCONDUCTOR

THAT WAS STOLEN FROM A LABORATORY

IN OSAKA SEVERAL MONTHS AGO.

THEY THINK HE STOLE IT?

HE DISAPPEARED WITH THE PROTOTYPE.

APPARENTLY WAKITA WASN'T AWARE

THAT THE D.S.D. WAS FUNDING HIS RESEARCH AT BRADENHURST.

AS SOON AS HE FOUND OUT

HE SPLIT WITH THE SUPERCONDUCTOR.

SO WEBB WAS TRYING TO BRING IN WAKITA

AND THE PROTOTYPE.

SO WHAT MAKES THIS SUPERCONDUCTOR

WORTH KILLING FOR?

Budrick: A ROOM TEMPERATURE SUPERCONDUCTOR

IS THE HOLY GRAIL OF MICRO PROCESSING.

IF WAKITA HAD PERFECTED SUCH A DEVICE

IT WOULD BRING ABOUT A QUANTUM LEAP

IN COMPUTER SPEED.

IT WOULD BE AS IF EVERYONE IN THE WORLD

WERE USING COMMODORE 64s

AND YOU WERE USING A CRAY SUPERCOMPUTER.

THE TECHNOLOGY WOULD BE WORTH GAZILLIONS OF DOLLARS.

THE MILITARY APPLICATIONS...

YOU'D HAVE SOMETHING FASTER, SMARTER AND DEADLIER

THAN ANYTHING ANYBODY ELSE HAD.

EXACTLY THE SORT OF THING PALMER WOULD WOULD KILL TO GET THEIR HANDS ON.

YES, SIR.

[ car engine stops ]

[ birds chirping ]

COME IN.

MRS. WEBB'S BEEN INFORMED OF YOUR PRESENCE.

SHE'LL BE WITH YOU MOMENTARILY.

[ soft music playing ]

MA'AM.

COMMANDER RABB.

I'M SORRY TO BOTHER YOU, MRS. WEBB.

I'D LIKE TO OFFER MY CONDOLENCES.

THANK YOU.

I KNOW THAT THIS IS A DIFFICULT TIME, MA'AM

BUT CLAYTON WAS A FRIEND OF MINE, AND...

CLAYTON DIDN'T HAVE MANY FRIENDS.

EVEN AS A CHILD HE WAS A LONER.

WOULD YOU LIKE TO COME INSIDE?

THANK YOU.

MRS. WEBB, WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME

YOU SAW CLAYTON?

WE WENT RIDING ON SUNDAY.

WE DO EVERY WEEKEND.

DID HE SEEM TROUBLED TO YOU, MA'AM?

NO.

DID HE MENTION WHAT HE WAS WORKING ON?

PLEASE SIT DOWN. THANK YOU.

CLAYTON WOULD CONSIDER SUCH CONVERSATION

IN VERY POOR TASTE.

OF COURSE HE WOULD, MA'AM.

I APOLOGIZE FOR MENTIONING IT.

NONSENSE, COMMANDER.

YOU'RE TRYING TO FIND

WHO IN THE INTELLIGENCE COMMUNITY KILLED HIM.

COMMANDER, I MET CLAYTON'S FATHER, NEVILLE

IN THE LATE '50s

WHILE I WAS WORKING AT ARLINGTON HALL.

NEVILLE WAS...

DISTINGUISHED, MYSTERIOUS...

CLAYTON'S THE SPITTING IMAGE OF HIM.

NEVILLE WAS WITH THE NATIONAL SECURITY AGENCY

AT THE TIME.

AND I WAS BREAKING RUSSIAN CODES

AS PART OF PROJECT VENONA.

IT WAS ALL VERY EXCITING.

I HAD HOPED THAT CLAYTON WOULD BECOME A...

A DOCTOR OR A TEACHER.

I WOULD EVEN HAVE BEEN HAPPY HAD HE BECOME A LAWYER.

BUT HE DIDN'T.

INSTEAD, HE DECIDED TO FOLLOW

IN THE FAMILY BUSINESS AS IT WERE.

YOU SEE, COMMANDER, THE WEBBS HAVE ALWAYS BEEN...

INTELLIGENCE AGENTS.

SUCH WORK HAS ITS RISKS.

BUT THEN SO DOES COMMUTING ON THE BELTWAY.

FOR MEN LIKE MY HUSBAND AND MY SON

THERE'S NO GREATER HONOR

THAN GIVING ONE'S LIFE FOR ONE'S COUNTRY.

Man: EXCUSE ME.

YOU HAVE A PHONE CALL, MRS. WEBB.

PLEASE TAKE A MESSAGE.

IT'S FROM LIEUTENANT ABBY COWEN, MA'AM.

THANK YOU.

I'LL BE RIGHT THERE.

I'M AFRAID I MUST EXCUSE MYSELF.

I APPRECIATE YOU COMING HERE.

THIS IS A DIFFICULT TIME FOR ME.

BUT I FIND SOLACE

IN KNOWING THAT MY SON HAS SUCH A GOOD FRIEND

HUNTING FOR HIS KILLER.

GOOD-BYE, COMMANDER.

MA'AM.

I'LL SHOW MYSELF OUT.

[ woman on radio ] Unit 46 badge, go ahead verify ETA.

[ man on radio ] 46, uh, ETA probably about 15 minutes.

[ seagulls squeal ]

[ keyboard clicking ] [ monitor beeps ]

I JUST RAN HER NAME THROUGH THE MILITARY DATABASE.

LIEUTENANT ABBY COWEN

IS NOT IN THE NAVY, ARMY, AIR FORCE OR MARINES, SIR.

WHAT ABOUT THE COAST GUARD?

YOU'RE BACK.

YEAH.

I WENT AND SAW WEBB'S MOTHER.

HOW IS SHE?

RESILIENT.

WHILE I WAS THERE SHE TOOK A CALL

FROM A LIEUTENANT ABBY COWEN.

WHO'S THAT?

I'M TRYING TO FIND THAT OUT NOW.

YOU KNOW THAT WEBB'S FATHER WORKED FOR N.S.A.--

HIS MOTHER BROKE RUSSIAN CODE?

I THOUGHT THEY WERE OLD MONEY TYPES.

I GUESS CODE-BREAKING RUNS IN THE FAMILY.

WHY DO YOU SAY THAT?

WELL, AFTER HARVARD

WEBB DID SOME POSTGRADUATE WORK

AT THE NATIONAL CRYPTOGRAPHIC SCHOOL.

WEBB EVER WORK FOR N.S.A.?

UH, 14 MONTHS TO BE EXACT.

DID HE GO TO THE STATE DEPARTMENT AFTER THAT?

WELL, SORT OF.

I HAVE HIM JOINING THE STATE DEPARTMENT IN '92

WHICH LEAVES FOUR YEARS UNACCOUNTED FOR.

SUPPOSEDLY, HE WAS TRAVELING AROUND THE WORLD.

YEAH, RIGHT. WORKING FOR THE CIA.

ABBY COWEN COULD BE A MAN'S NAME.

IT WOULDN'T AFFECT THE SEARCH, SIR.

HARM?

TRY LOCAL LAW ENFORCEMENT.

BALTIMORE HOMICIDE DEPARTMENT.

YEAH?

I THINK YOU MIGHT WANT TO SEE THIS.

[ suspense music playing ]

I THINK I FOUND LIEUTENANT COWEN.

LIEUTENANT ABBY COWEN...

IS AN ANAGRAM...

FOR CLAYTON WEBB.

WEBB IS ALIVE.

[ soft music playing ]

THIS IS LIEUTENANT ROBERTS

AT THE NAVY'S JUDGE ADVOCATE GENERAL'S OFFICE

CALLING FOR AGENT PAUL CANDELLA.

YES, I'LL HOLD.

WHY WOULD WEBB GO TO THESE EXTREMES

TO MAKE PEOPLE THINK HE'S DEAD?

EASIER TO MOVE AROUND IF EVERYONE THINKS YOU'RE DEAD.

THE SAFEST WAY TO RECOVER THAT SUPERCONDUCTOR.

Budrick: EXCUSE ME?

WHEN?

I'M SORRY.

THANK YOU.

AGENT CANDELLA'S DEAD.

PALMER?

WE BETTER BRING THE ADMIRAL UP TO SPEED.

HEY, MAC, YOU WANT TO CHECK IF HE CAN SEE US?

YEAH.

WHERE YOU GOING, SIR?

TO FIND WEBB.

ALONE?

SIR, MAJOR MACKENZIE'S

GOING TO WANT TO GO WITH YOU, AND SO DO I!

SHE'S SAFER HERE, AND SO ARE YOU.

WHAT ABOUT PALMER?

PALMER'S MY PROBLEM, BUD.

COMMANDER, I REALLY DON'T THINK

THAT THIS IS A GOOD IDEA.

STAND DOWN, LIEUTENANT.

THAT'S AN ORDER. [ elevator bell dings ]

HEY, WHERE'S HARM?

HE LEFT, MA'AM.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN, HE LEFT?

WHERE DID HE GO?

TO GO FIND MR. WEBB. I WANTED TO GO WITH HIM,

HE ORDERED ME TO STAY HERE.

WELL, WHY DIDN'T HE WAIT FOR ME?

BECAUSE HE CARES ABOUT YOU VERY MUCH.

THAT'S WHY HE WENT ALONE.

[ ominous music playing ]

[ clanging noise ]

[ thumping noise ]

RABB... WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

LOOKING FOR YOU.

HOW DID YOU KNOW I WAS ALIVE?

WELL... [ sighing ]

I, UH, WAS AT YOUR MOTHER'S HOUSE

WHEN LIEUTENANT ABBY COWEN CALLED.

NOT BAD.

YOU ALONE?

YEAH.

HOW DO YOU KNOW YOU WEREN'T FOLLOWED?

CLAY, THAT DOESN'T LOOK GOOD.

WE NEED TO GET YOU TO A HOSPITAL.

NO. IT'S JUST A FLESH WOUND.

HOW THE HELL DID YOU FIND ME?

IT WASN'T EASY.

IT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE.

SO, ARE YOU GOING TO TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON

OR ARE WE GOING TO PLAY 20 QUESTIONS?

[ sighing ] TWO WEEKS AGO

I MADE ARRANGEMENTS

TO SMUGGLE A JAPANESE PHYSICIST INTO THIS COUNTRY

WITH A SUPERCONDUCTOR HE DEVELOPED

FOR THE BRADENHURST CORPORATION.

I COULDN'T TELL ANYONE BECAUSE SOMEONE IN THE C.I.A.

HAS BEEN LEAKING INTELLIGENCE

TO A GROUP OF FORMER D.S.D. AGENTS.

YOU CAME HERE WITHOUT BACKUP?

NOT VERY BRIGHT, WEBB.

HEY, I MANAGED TO DITCH THE SUPERCONDUCTOR

AND STILL MAKE IT OFF THE SHIP.

I DIDN'T GET A GOOD LOOK AT MY WOULD-BE ASSASSIN

BUT I KNEW THAT SOONER OR LATER

HE'D COME BACK AFTER THE POLICE HAD GONE TO FIND IT.

I THINK OUR LEAK'S AN AGENT NAMED PAUL CANDELLA.

BUT I NEED PROOF.

NOT ANYMORE.

CANDELLA'S DEAD.

PALMER KILLED HIM.

SPECIAL AGENT CLARK PALMER?

I THOUGHT YOU PUT HIM IN PRISON.

SO DID I.

SO DID EVERYONE.

HEY, HARM.

LONG TIME, NO SEE, BUDDY.

"NO ONE FOLLOWED YOU," HUH?

NOW, WHERE'S THAT SUPERCONDUCTOR?

YOU'RE NOT EXACTLY IN A POSITION TO MAKE

ANY DEMANDS, PALMER.

OH, ON THE CONTRARY.

YOU SEE, IF I DON'T LEAVE HERE

WITH THAT SUPERCONDUCTOR IN THE NEXT TEN MINUTES

RABB HERE WILL NEVER SEE

LIEUTENANT COMMANDER PARKER AGAIN.

WHO'S LIEUTENANT COMMANDER PARKER?

RABB'S SOON-TO-BE-DEAD GIRLFRIEND.

YOU GOT A GIRLFRIEND?

YOU'RE BLUFFING.

COME ON, RABB. I DON'T BLUFF.

HARM?

SHE SHOULD BE AT YOUR APARTMENT BY NOW

COMPLIMENTS OF THAT MESSAGE YOU LEFT HER--

YOU KNOW, THE ONE ABOUT THE ROMANTIC DINNER TONIGHT?

OH...

WAIT A SECOND, THAT WAS ME.

BOY, IS SHE IN FOR A SURPRISE.

[ electricity zaps ]

HE'S MESSING WITH YOUR HEAD.

DON'T LISTEN TO HIM.

CALL HER, IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME.

Rabb: THERE'S NO ANSWER.

Palmer: NOT EVEN YOUR ANSWERING MACHINE?

THAT'S STRANGE.

THAT'S MEAN I DISABLED YOUR PHONE.

OR MAYBE I RIGGED IT TO EXPLODE

WITH THE FIRST CALL IT RECEIVES

MEANING YOU JUST BLEW YOUR GIRLFRIEND TO HELL.

OOPS.

WELL, IF SHE'S DEAD, PALMER

THEN I HAVE NO REASON NOT TO KILL YOU.

OKAY, OKAY.

[ chuckling ] SHE'S ALIVE... FOR NOW.

BUT SHE WON'T BE

IF I DON'T HAVE THAT FREAKIN' SUPERCONDUCTOR.

NOW, LET'S HAVE IT, RABB. THE CLOCK'S TICKING.

[ giggling ]

[ sniffing ]

OW!

GIVE IT TO HIM, WEBB.

WHAT?

GIVE HIM THE SUPERCONDUCTOR.

I CAN'T.

WE HAVE NO CHOICE, CLAY.

SHE COULD BE MY GIRLFRIEND, HARM

AND I STILL WOULDN'T GIVE IT TO HIM.

[ chuckling ]

YOU CAN'T SHOOT ME.

I'M THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS WHERE IT'S HIDDEN.

[ cork pops ] [ gasps ]

OW! OH...

Rabb:CLAY.

GET SOMEONE OVER TO MY APARTMENT RIGHT AWAY

AND GET OFF THIS SHIP.

WHAT ABOUT PALMER?

PALMER'S MY PROBLEM.

GO. I'LL COVER YOU.

[ ominous music playing ]

[ champagne gurgles ]

[ groaning ]

KING? KING, IT'S WEBB.

YEAH, I'M ALIVE.

LISTEN, I NEED... [ groans ]

[ door creaks ]

[ grunts ]

[ rattling ]

RABB.

[ yelling ]

GAME'S OVER.

OH...

GET IT.

YOU DO GOOD WORK, WEBB.

[ click ]

[ gunshot ] [ yells]

[ groans ]

PALMER!

[ gunshots ]

YOU OKAY?

YEAH.

[ splash ]

JORDAN?

JORDAN.

JORDAN?

HARM?

OH, MY GOD. WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?

OH, I, I... I RAN INTO A DOOR.

OH...!

HEY, COME ON.

WE GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE.

WHAT'S WRONG?

I'LL EXPLAIN LATER.

WHERE ARE WE GOING?

UH... HOW'S THE PLAZA SOUND?

OH...

[ ominous music playing ]

Webb: WE SWEPT THROUGH YOUR APARTMENT TWICE.

NO BOMBS, NO TOXINS, NOTHING.

HE WAS THERE, WEBB.

HARM, DO YOU KNOW

WHAT THE WILDERNESS OF MIRRORS IS?

IT'S A STATE OF EXTREME PARANOIA

EXPERIENCED BY SPIES IN THE BUSINESS TOO LONG.

Webb: KILLING YOU WOULD BE TOO EASY.

HE WANTS YOU LOOKING OVER YOUR SHOULDER

LIVING IN A WORLD OF FEAR FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE.

PALMER'S ULTIMATE REVENGE

IS LEAVING YOU IN THE WILDERNESS OF MIRRORS.

[ tense music playing ]

[ theme music playing ]