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BenningtonApproach, this is Firefighter 214.

Reporting astern.

Coupling up.

CONTROLLER [ over radio]: Roger, 214. You're in the box.

No sweat, Approach. My policy's paid up.

214, you're at a mile and three quarters.

Report Paddles.

Roger. This is 214 Hornet.

Three quarters of a mile, ball.

214, this is Paddles.

Roger, ball. The deck is coming up.

PILOT: 214, roger.

You're below the glide slope, 214.

Go manual!

Already done.

PADDLES: Bring it up! You're too low!

Add power! Bring 'er up!

Power! Power! Eject!

[ theme music playing ]

CHEGWIDDEN: Three nights ago,

a Lieutenant James Ross

crashed his F-18 Hornet into the ramp

of the USS Bennington.

He was killed instantly.

AIRLANT JAG's are overextended, so you two

are heading out there to investigate this afternoon.

S... Sir, uh, could this not wait until tomorrow?

Well, you're the one that's always begging me to go to sea.

Yeah, um...

No, well, I'm sure it-- it'll be fine, sir.

What were the preliminary findings, sir?

Unknown.

Petty Officer Coates has your orders. Dismissed.

Ma'am, sir, you'll be leaving

at 1600 from Andrews,

then you pick up a COD in Naples.

Guess I'd better call Webb and tell him dinner's off.

It's kind of nice to be the one canceling for a change.

Jennifer, would you...?

It's about Mattie, right?

It always is when you call me Jennifer.

Could you...?

I'd be glad to look after her, sir,

as long as you leave me your credit card.

There's, uh, one other thing, though.

Uh, I'm supposed to meet with Mattie's English teacher

tomorrow morning. The dragon lady?

Yeah. She's threatening to flunk Mattie

if she doesn't finish all the assignments

from the first semester.

But she wasn't even here first semester.

We need to drill that into her head.

By "we", do you mean me, sir?

Thank you.

Hey, uh... I'm sick about not being able to be there.

It's under control, sir.

Don't worry about a thing.

Thanks.

Skipper said you did a great job

on that Seahawk investigation, Commander.

I'll assist you in any way I can.

We appreciate that, CAG.

Lieutenant, what do you think happened that night?

Ma'am, Lieutenant Ross intercepted the glide slope low.

Tried to get him to correct.

RABB: Did he correct? Not soon enough.

Was there a pitching deck?

Yes, sir. He was landing on automatic command.

Maybe there were problems with that.

By the time he switched to manual and tried to correct up,

it was too late. Well, maybe the problem didn't start

until he switched to manual.

I suppose that's possible, sir.

MacKENZIE: Why would the pilot switch to manual

if the plane was handling well on automatic?

Well, some of the pilots get a little squirrelly

just sitting on their hands.

I never liked flying automatic in a 14.

Does the F-18 have a black box?

No, but it does have maintenance tape

which should tell us everything that happened on the flight.

It was a hell of a blast, sir.

I'm afraid the maintenance tape burned up.

RABB: You're kidding. But we did recover

the front part of the plane, more or less.

Half the empennage just sheared off into the sea.

MacKENZIE: Well, what are the pieces telling you, Senior Chief?

Stabilization and flight control systems look good, ma'am.

Nothing's really jumping out at us.

Keep us updated, huh?

Of course, sir.

What can you tell us about Lieutenant Ross?

Well, he never really gave us a hard time,

but I really didn't know him that well, ma'am.

You might want to talk to his squadron commander.

Why don't I do that, and, uh, you can interview

the Air Department personnel, huh?

Sure. You talk to the brass

while I, uh, talk to the guys who do the real work.

Thank you, Senior Chief.

I'll show you the way, ma'am.

COATES: Nice to meet you, ma'am.

And you are? Jennifer Coates. I'm Mattie's, um...

Stepmother? No, she just lives with me.

And your stepfather?

Actually, he's not her stepfather.

He's her guardian, but, no, we're not a couple.

But the three of you do live together.

We live down the hall from Harm.

From Harm?

Yeah, t-that's his name; my guardian.

This is all rather confusing.

The point is, ma'am,

Harm, her guardian, asked that I stand in for him today.

Oh. Well, I'm disappointed that he couldn't be here.

He got called away suddenly.

How long have you been

in his care? Four weeks.

Well, I hope this doesn't become a pattern.

I've found that when parents don't take

an interest in their child's education...

He's very interested, ma'am,

which is why he sent me.

Most of the problems I run into

are directly related to lack of parental supervision.

Mrs. Drabowski, can we get back to the subject here?

What do I need to do to pass your course?

Your guardian needs to understand

how important it is that he be truly involved.

He's doing the best he can.

Well, he needs to be more responsible.

Would you stop insulting him, for God sakes?

He's a good father.

Young lady, you need

to calm down. Like hell I do.

Mattie... No, I'm not going to just stand there

and listen to her trash-talk Harm.

Lieutenant Ross's death

is a terrible loss.

He was married with a little boy.

How long was he with the squadron?

Nine months.

He was scheduled for six, then extended indefinitely.

It's a tough break, Commander.

We had a period of minimal flight ops, so I gave him

and some of the other pilots two weeks leave to go back home.

When was that?

They came back on board last week.

What kind of a pilot was he? Was he good?

He won the Golden Tailhook twice.

Did he give you trouble of any kind?

Commander, whatever happened with that plane,

I sincerely doubt it was Lieutenant Ross's fault...

but you know how that goes.

Crashed a few yourself.

Yeah, well, sometimes, it's nobody's fault.

But that doesn't keep us from looking, does it?

Seemed like a routine flight, ma'am.

Lieutenant Ross coupled up to the ACLS,

Everything looked good for a hands-off landing.

And nothing on the scope indicated

the 18 was coming in low?

Not till the very end, ma'am.

As far as I could tell, the plane was following

the precise approach path programmed into the computer.

Well, we'll want to examine that programming data.

Ma'am, the explosion knocked the computers off-line.

Data was lost.

Who does the programming?

First Class Dakey...

this is Colonel Mackenzie from JAG.

Ma'am.

At ease. Thank you.

Yes, ma'am.

Aren't you kind of young to be a Petty Officer First Class?

Ma'am, when the Navy finds out you enjoy

spending 15 hours a day fiddling with computers,

they tend to promote you pretty fast.

Yeah. I didn't realize that carrier landings

had become so computerized.

Oh, it's incredible, ma'am.

Three years ago was the first time

an F-18 did a fully automated GPS landing at sea.

Now a lot of CAGs prefer automatic landings.

Why is that?

Less pilot error, ma'am.

And what about computer error?

Ma'am, with all the innovations

in the Flight Management System,

computer error is negligible.

Soon we'll see unmanned planes landing on carriers.

The pilots'll love that.

It's a new world, ma'am.

So, four nights ago, was there any computer error?

I saw no indications of it, ma'am.

I was sitting here at my screen when it happened.

You have no thoughts on what caused the crash?

Maybe the pilot caused problems when he switched to manual.

Well, we haven't found reason to suspect that.

Petty Officer, if you have nagging concerns

about anything...

Ma'am, you have to understand,

a computer system's only as good

as the data that's put into it. Meaning?

Nine times out of ten, when we've had minor problems,

it's because of the angle of attack vane.

The what? The angle-of-attack-vane.

It's a $30 piece of equipment on the fuselage.

If it's miscalibrated, it sends false information

to the computer, which can cause the plane

to approach at an incorrect angle.

Well, how does it get miscalibrated?

Sometimes, when it's windy,

the vane knocks around and bangs against the stops.

It was real windy the night of the crash, ma'am.

Ma'am, there was nothing wrong

with the angle-of-attack vane.

Senior Chief, a miscalibrated vane

would explain what happened that night.

Because it was windy, I told the plane captain

to be sure the vane was secure before the 18 took off.

I saw the MAF, Commander.

The CDI signed off on it.

We'll check with him.

Sir, there's no way that my maintenance department

should have to take the rap for this.

Unless they screwed up.

Which they didn't! I'm sure of it.

You're awfully defensive, Senior Chief.

What is it you're not telling us?

I didn't want to speak ill of the dead, sir.

What is it, Senior Chief?

When Lieutenant Ross returned from leave,

he was acting kind of off kilter... depressed.

Said his wife was having an affair.

He didn't care what happened to him.

Sir, ma'am...

I don't believe that crash was an accident.

LIEUTENANT ROSS: Bennington approach,

this is Firefighter 214.

Reporting astern.

Coupling up.

RABB: He's connecting the auto pilot

with the ship's automatic landing system.

CONTROLLER: Roger, 214.

You're in the box.

ROSS: No sweat, Approach.

My policy's paid up.

He means his life insurance policy.

Yeah, he's making a joke about being killed.

A joke or a prediction?

No sweat, Approach.

My policy's paid up.

I can't tell if that's suicidal or not.

I mean, he sounds cocky.

It could be the adrenaline talking.

Well, why wouldn't he just crash into the ocean,

so as not to endanger the crew?

They probably weren't the top thing on his mind.

PADDLES: Bring 'er up! Power! Eject!

If it was suicide, maybe he left a note.

He was studying Spanish.

Among other things.

That's nice.

Where would you hide a suicide note if you were on a carrier?

You'd hide it somewhere where your rack mates wouldn't find it until later.

Under a mattress?

-Oh, my God. -What?

Well, how does someone with a little baby kill himself?

I don't care if his wife was having an affair.

I wonder if he wrote her a letter.

Or an E-mail.

A lot of pilots take out extra insurance

on top of their CGLI.

How much insurance do you have?

Well, I'm going to have to take out a little more

now that I got Mattie.

-Yeah. -[ phone rings]

Oh.

Well, speak of the devil.

Go ahead. I'll get started.

All right. Hey, Mattie.

No, it's Jennifer.

Or Petty Officer Coates, whoever I am.

Oh, hey, Jennifer.

We had our meeting with the Dragon Lady today.

-Mattie got mad and stormed off. -You're kidding.

I think she could use some parental guidance.

Put her on, would you?

Mattie, want to talk to Harm?

You didn't tell him what happened, did you?

We can't be hiding stuff from him, Mattie.

Gee, what a great big sister you are.

-Hey, Harm. - Hey, yourself.

What's this I hear about you walking out on Mrs. Drabowski?

She was acting like a witch.

I don't care, Mattie. She's still your teacher.

she kept talking all this garbage, Harm.

She was saying that you're an irresponsible father

who didn't care about my education.

So you were standing up for me.

Somebody had to.

Look, I can stand up for myself, Mattie.

Well, you can do that a week from Friday.

Jennifer talked her into rescheduling.

Good.

Are you going to be there?

Of course I'm going to be there.

Nothing would keep me away from that.

Ma'am, you can click this icon right here

to access the satellite.

Thanks for walking me through this, Petty Officer.

You ever have trouble with viruses?

I built a pretty tight firewall, ma'am.

Don't want any terrorists

implanting false navigation data.

Lieutenant Ross

didn't send his wife any E-mails after he came back onboard.

That's strange.

Most guys E-mail their wives once or twice a day.

Well, here's one he-he wrote her

but he never sent.

Anything interesting, ma'am?

"Arlene, how could you do this to me?

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't just fly

"into the back of the ship some night.

"I told Stanich

"I don't give a damn if I live or die.

"He said he didn't give a damn, either,

"and I should just suck it up

and keep flying."

I didn't take his comments seriously, Colonel.

You didn't take a suicide threat seriously?

Carrier pilots and sailors have mood swings all the time.

Especially now, with longer deployments.

If I worried about

every single questionable remark or joke,

none of my planes would ever get off the deck.

But Lieutenant Ross did make the statement.

Commander, you know how it is on a carrier.

Yeah, well, we're trying to find out

how it is on thiscarrier, Commander.

When you were flying,

would you have wanted your Squadron Commander

to ground you every time you were feeling a little down?

Lieutenant Ross wasn't "feeling a little down."

I knew he was having a tough time.

But as a carrier pilot, you have to learn

to fight through that.

Your life depends on your ability

to forget everything else

and focus on that heaving

little speck of steel deck

you have to land on.

Otherwise, you die.

Why didn't you tell us

Lieutenant Ross was having problems?

Because Ross was a good man.

And I don't have any evidence

that his problems had anything to do with that crash.

Well, were you maybe covering up your own role in that crash?

I didn't have any role, Colonel.

I was training Lieutenant Ross

like I do all my pilots.

Now, that's what I'm concerned about, Commander.

Colonel,

I was selected to command this squadron

to go out and fight wars.

I don't expect to spend my time on sorority house foolishness.

That's what chaplains

and flight surgeons are for.

Lieutenant Ross didn't go to them, Commander.

He came to you.

RABB: The tech rep agrees

with the Senior Chief.

Wreckage analysis shows no evidence

of mechanical problems.

Or computer problems.

Given Ross's E-mail,

his statements to Stanich,

his own words on the radio.

Yeah, and the aircraft's attitude during approach.

It sure as hell looks like suicide.

It would definitely appear that way.

And Squadron Commander error.

We have to deal with that, Harm.

Mac, you're not thinking

what I think you're thinking.

Commander Stanich never should have sent Ross

in that plane,

given that he was obviously suicidal.

MacKENZIE: I recommend

that Commander Stanich be charged

with dereliction of duty

under Article 32 of the UCMJ.

That's a serious step, Colonel.

RABB: And an unwarranted one, sir.

Commander Stanich could have shown better judgment,

but his actions certainly don't merit criminal proceedings.

Lieutenant Ross was severely

emotionally disturbed.

He had no business flying in that plane.

He took his own life, Mac.

Shifting blame would be a travesty.

Come on, Harm. He expressed

clear suicidal intent.

Guys say all kinds of things

when they've been at sea for months.

With all due respect to the colonel, sir,

she, uh, doesn't quite grasp that.

MacKENZIE: Commander Stanich subscribed to an outdated

macho code that has no place in today's military.

He refused to save a man who was begging for help.

He was trying to turn that man into a fighter pilot

who could fly safely in crisis situations.

You can't start court-martialing officers

for trying to do their job.

Well, if he'd done his job properly,

Ross would still be alive.

And you two work together?

Must be a real picnic.

Does Commander Stanich acknowledge

having this discussion with Lieutenant Ross?

He does, sir. However...

Commander, I've always trusted

Stanich's judgment.

But his primary responsibility is to take care of his people.

And it sounds as though he's failed to do that.

RABB: Captain, we're holding

Commander Stanich to an impossible standard.

A man's life was lost,

thousands of lives were endangered,

a $40 million aircraft was destroyed.

No. I agree with the colonel

that Stanich's actions or inactions

merit an Article 32 investigation.

At the very least.

STANICH: And bring me the flight schedule as soon as it's ready.

CREWMAN: Roger that, sir.

Commander Stanich.

Sir. Colonel.

Could you join us in my stateroom?

We need to talk.

Sir, can I just take a couple of minutes

to change into my flight gear?

We should do it now, Commander.

What is it, sir?

Commander, I have ordered

an Article 32 on your performance

as Lieutenant Ross's commanding officer.

Now, pending the outcome

of this investigation,

you are relieved of your command

effective immediately.

[ music video plays on TV]

♪ Is this a quiet place where you should be alone? ♪

Howdy, stranger.

Howdy.

I thought you were still off at sea.

Yeah, well, I thought you'd be at volleyball practice.

I went to the school looking for you.

Well, I'm a little sick.

Oh, yeah?

How was practice on Tuesday?

It was okay, I guess.

No one ever sets me to spike the ball.

Well, they will when they find out

how awesome you are.

Yeah. There's all these stupid cliques.

I don't even care.

Is that why you didn't go today?

Mattie, you know, when things don't go your way,

you can't just give up...

I said, I'm sick, okay?

I didn't want to puke all over the court.

Hey...

Mattie...

you've been through hell these last couple of months.

I-I want you to promise me something.

If you're ever feeling overwhelmed,

you'll come to me.

Oh, I'll definitely do that if you're around.

I mean, I'm just trying to figure out

who my guardian is, you or Jennifer.

I am.

[ sighs]

I don't like being a teenager and going to school.

I liked running my own business, and being in charge.

You know, Mattie...

I never felt like I got to be a teenager,

and I've always regretted it.

You have plenty of time to grow up.

Enjoy the freedom.

Before I met you, I could pretty much do what I wanted.

Well, so could I before I met you.

WOMAN: I don't care what my husband wrote

in that E-mail.

He did not kill himself.

Mrs. Ross...

A lot of Navy families have problems

when the guy comes home.

We were no different.

Well, apparently,

your husband was disturbed by your affair.

I wasn't having an affair.

But your husband thought you were.

Why are you doing this to me?

Mrs. Ross,

I want justice for him.

Justice?

Commander Stanich had a duty to refer anyone

exhibiting the warning signs of suicide

to a chaplain or physician.

He never should have ordered your husband to fly.

I believe he was guilty of negligent dereliction.

I need you to testify against him.

And say what?

Well, talk about your husband's mood

when he was with you on leave.

I know this is a hard thing that I'm asking you to do.

You have no idea.

I'm a single mom

with half a college degree

and no job.

If Jim's death is called a suicide,

me and my baby are out $500,000

in insurance money.

I want to get to the bottom

of what happened to your husband.

All I care about is taking care of this little boy.

I understand your feelings, Mrs. Ross.

Unfortunately, I may have to subpoena you.

[ sighs]

RABB: The colonel's case pretty much boils down

to Person A kills himself,

and we charge Person B for not stopping him.

Sir, B was A's commanding officer.

So, uh, God forbid, something happens to you

I would be held responsible?

Admiral, if I tell you I'm feeling self-destructive,

and you order me to suck it up and climb to the top

of a tall building with no railing and look down, then yes,

you would be partially responsible. Commander Stanich

simply ordered Lieutenant Ross to do his job.

Sir, we have to face up to the fact

that military men can commit suicide, too.

Prosecuting Commander Stanich is a roundabout way

of having anyone face up to anything.

I agree, Commander.

Well, Stanich's commanding officer

disagrees, sir.

Which brings us to the Article 32.

I've already assigned Lieutenant Roberts

to second chair the defense.

Colonel, you will, uh... you'll defend

Commander Stanich.

Uh, Commander, you'll prosecute.

Sir...

Just kidding.

Dismissed.

Aye, aye, sir.

Mac's discovery package.

We need to start shooting holes in it.

Already begun my research, sir.

Research on what?

Well, in a general sense-- this is the suicide

prevention software used by the Army.

Helps to teach you how to deal with people

who may be suicidal... like this guy here.

He's a virtual soldier from Kentucky

by the name of Billy Parker.

Billy, you can't do this to yourself.

PARKER: I just want all this to end.

I hate to be selfish,

but I feel like I can't go on.

I-- I hate to think about hurting my family,

but I really can't stand this anymore.

Okay, so if a soldier told you that, sir,

what would be your response?

Don't be a fool.

Sorry, sir. The program scores you zero

for that response.

The program says that you should establish trust

and suspend moral judgment.

I can't believe we're wasting money

on this kind of nonsense.

Well, sir, if it saves just one life, it's worth it.

Did you know that one of the leading causes

of death in the military is suicide?

Well, people are mixed up everywhere, Bud.

It's not just mixed-up people, sir.

You know...

when I lost my leg, there was a really rough stretch.

I felt like my life was over.

I just thank God that I didn't have a gun nearby, because...

...now I'm the happiest that I've ever been.

I, uh...

No, sir, nobody knew...

except for Harriet.

Oh, uh, another great feature,

sir, is that it helps to identify people

that are at high risk for suicide.

So what would...

what would you tell

Soldier Billy?

Oh, they give you a couple of good options.

One of them is to, uh, express your concern

or to offer help.

I could mention to him how it might affect his family.

Maybe I'll suggest to him that he has a hot fudge sundae.

Always cheers me up.

MRS. ROSS: My husband was a loyal and caring person.

How did he act when he came home on leave?

Why should I have to answer that?

Mrs. Ross, you are required to respond to trial counsel's questions.

When Jim came home, we had a hard time.

In what way?

He wasn't himself.

He got used to being this cocky carrier pilot.

He ordered me and the baby around like we were enlisted personnel.

How does that make you feel?

How would you feel?

The baby would cry.

I'd yell at Jim, and then he'd yell back, and...

then...

Please...

MacKENZIE: And then what, Mrs. Ross?

He... got this crazy idea

that I must be going out with someone else,

an old boyfriend of mine,

which is nuts, because I didn't even like him anymore.

I still loved my husband.

It must've been extremely difficult for your husband.

Did he ever talk about hurting himself?

RABB: Objection.

Spousal privilege. Given our need

for the evidence, and the fact the spouse is deceased,

I will overrule.

You must answer, Mrs. Ross.

Your Honor... this is too personal.

Arlene, with your help,

we can get the Navy to take action

so what happened to your family

doesn't happen to any other family.

RABB: Objection. Jim's death

doesn't have to be in vain.

Your Honor, this is a criminal proceeding, not a crusade.

Colonel, stop editorializing.

Mrs. Ross, please answer the question.

Did your husband talk about hurting himself?

Jim called from Naples...

right before he went back aboard.

He was talking crazy about how we were going to get divorced

and he was never going to see his son again.

He said he didn't know if life was still worth living.

What did you tell him?

I begged him to see a chaplain... or somebody...

so Jim promised me

that if he really felt bad and needed help,

he would tell his C.O.,

and that's exactly what he did.

He told Stanich, and the bastard

sent him up in that plane to die.

Objection.

Sustained.

MacKENZIE: That'll be all, Your Honor.

Thank you for your courage, Mrs. Ross.

RABB: Mrs. Ross,

you didn't know that your husband

was going to kill himself, did you?

No.

And you were certainly

more intimate with him than Commander Stanich was,

so... how could he have known, if you didn't?

He should've known enough not to send him up

in that plane to die.

And you can object all you want.

It's the truth.

In retrospect, I wish

I hadn't given my men two weeks leave.

RABB: Why is that, Commander?

When they came back onboard,

they had a hard time readjusting to carrier operations.

Well, how did these difficulties manifest themselves?

Morale problems, bickering, lack of focus...

So Lieutenant Ross was not the only pilot affected.

That's correct, Commander...

and a lot of the guys would let off steam

by saying things that were a little

off the wall. What kind of things?

One of my men joked about slugging

the captain so he could get off the ship.

Another pilot made remarks about jumping in the ocean

and swimming back to Naples.

You have to understand--

carrier pilots risk their lives daily.

A little gallows humor keeps us sane.

And that's how you understood Lieutenant Ross's remarks.

I looked right in his eyes.

I thought he was fooling around

like the rest of us.

Commander, if I had any idea

Jim Ross was going to fly that plane into the ramp,

I would have grounded him in a heartbeat.

Thank you, Commander.

Your witness.

Commander Stanich, what exactly

did Lieutenant Ross say to you

when you looked right in his eyes?

Ma'am, I don't recall his precise words.

Government Exhibit Three: Lieutenant Ross's unsent E-mail.

Would you please read

the first highlighted sentence?

"I told Stanich I don't give a damn if I live or die."

Is that an accurate rendering of what the lieutenant said to you?

I thought he was blustering, Colonel.

It's a little hard to explain

out of context.

It's hard to explain in any context.

Objection.

Badgering the witness.

Sustained. Read the next sentence,

please.

"He said he didn't give a damn, either,

"and I should just suck it up

and keep flying." MacKENZIE: Is that what you told him?

Colonel, carrier pilots need to be

mentally tough.

I train my men

to ignore distractions so they can complete

their missions. "He said he didn't give a damn

and I should just suck it up."

I didn't tell him to crash into the ship.

But it is ultimately

your responsibility to make sure your pilots are ready to fly.

Isn't that so, Commander?

My squadron's performance during Operation Iraqi Freedom

was outstanding, Colonel.

But you failed this time, didn't you, Commander?

ROBERTS: Mike?

Mike, are you there?

Mike, I know you're there. Pick up.

For God sakes, how long is this act going to go on, Mikey?

Uh, no, I'll, uh... I'll talk to you later. Bye-bye.

What is your opinion of Commander Stanich?

He's a good man. A little old-school.

He didn't get where he is by being negligent

or by being a bad judge of character,

did he?

What are you getting at, sir?

What if he was right about Ross?

You mean...

Let's get moving, Bud.

Nice of you to make it.

RABB: Sorry we're late, Your Honor.

I was conducting a last-minute review of evidence.

May we approach the bench, sir?

Granted. Colonel?

Sir, I would like to request a continuance at this time

to reopen the investigation into the crash.

It's a little late for that, Counselor. I am not

completely convinced it was suicide, Your Honor.

Is there new evidence that trial counsel was not aware of?

Some new, some old.

I believe we may have been a little hasty

in our assumption.

If there is additional evidence, I...

I just received it.

I had subpoenaed Lieutenant Ross's financial records.

Two days before his death, he ordered a brand-new motorcycle

on the Internet-- certainly not the kind

of behavior you would expect from someone about to take their life.

Your Honor, I'm sure Lieutenant Ross had mood swings.

Your Honor, if Ross committed suicide

out of anger toward his wife, why wouldn't he leave a note

or forward the E-mail blaming his wife,

causing her even more guilt?

Maybe Ross didn't leave a note because he wanted his son

to get insurance money. There's another problem, sir.

Why did he crash into the ramp, endangering the crew?

He had no beef against them.

Why wouldn't he just fly directly into the ocean? Commander,

we've already discussed this.

You can't expect suicides to be rational.

Are you totally positive

it was suicide, Colonel?

You do raise some interesting questions,

Counselor, however belatedly.

Your Honor, I think we owe it to Commander Stanich

to answer those questions. And we certainly owe it

to Arlene Ross. How much time do you need?

A week. I'll give you two days.

Sir, it'll take two days

just to get out to the carrier and back.

Make it four. This hearing is in recess until my call.

MATTIE: You're leaving again?

RABB: I'm sorry, Mattie.

I didn't have time to come home to tell you.

Where are you going this time?

We're going back to the Mediterranean,

but only for four days.

Will you be back on Friday by 4:00?

-Why? -I told you.

That's when you have the meeting with the Dragon Lady.

I'm going to try to make it.

That means no.

Mattie, I'm sorry, I have to do this.

A man's life is at stake.

He's looking at prison time.

Yeah, go ahead, knock yourself out.

RABB: Sir, Lieutenant Roberts and I

were hoping to recreate the circumstances

surrounding the incident.

So I'm requesting permission

to do an automatic landing in an F-18.

Aren't you a 14 driver?

Well, I'm qualified for 18's-- when I was with

another agency of the government.

Another, uh, "agency."

I can get you official unofficial confirmation, sir.

I see.

Well, in that case, um,

I think we can schedule you.

Thank you, CAG.

Sir, has the, uh, tech rep submitted his final report?

Yeah. Still no evidence of any mechanical problems.

What about the computer system, sir?

Our computer tech

evaluated the entire J-PALS system.

No bugs, no glitches.

But with the aircraft maintenance tape burned up,

we have no way to know exactly how that system

was programmed for that flight.

We'll need to talk to your computer tech, too, sir.

DAKEY: We ran exhaustive tests

on every element of the shipboard system.

We also recovered key components of the 18's

Flight Management System.

Everything checked out perfectly, sir.

If there was a programming glitch,

would these radar scopes have indicated that?

Yes, sir.

You sure?

I examined everything, sir.

So did the two other Petty Officers who assist me.

Does your system record

any alterations in programming?

We're still working on that feature, sir.

RABB: Well, fortunately, we can confirm all that

because we were able to recover the data

from the aircraft's maintenance tape.

I thought it burned, sir.

Uh, only partially.

We took it to the Naval Research Lab

and they were able to reconstitute

the fragments of the tape

of the final 84 seconds of the flight.

Well, that's great news, sir.

RABB: Yeah, because I'll be flying an F-18

tonight at the exact automatic settings

you programmed for Lieutenant Ross.

So that will prove

that your settings are accurate, correct?

Yes, sir.

And they had better be accurate or I'm a dead man.

Sir, if you give me the data,

I'll take care of programming the system myself.

Well, that wouldn't be proper investigative protocol.

RABB: You could hang around

and watch me trap though, if you'd like.

Thank you, sir.

Is there anything else, sir?

No, that'll be all, First Class. Yes, sir.

84 seconds?

Just trying to back you up, sir.

You playing a hunch?

Yeah, we had better let the ATC

and the CAG know what we have in mind.

What do we have in mind, sir?

We're putting your

computer expertise to work, Lieutenant.

[ Rabb whoops]

Roll, baby, roll.

GOLDMAN: Commander Rabb's a real cowboy, isn't he?

He has a very active inner child, sir.

ACLS contact confirmed.

Sir, may I use the radio?

Go ahead, sir.

Commander, we're ready for you.

You got it, Lieutenant.

Bennington, this is 210 Hornet.

Commencing approach, three point nine.

Roger, 210. Radar contact.

Approach, I have the carrier in sight.

Requesting a Mode One landing.

Mode One approved, 210.

You're in the box.

Okay, I'm coupling up.

Three quarter mile, ball.

Roger. Ball.

These numbers don't look right.

I think you guys programmed it wrong.

ROBERTS: Don't worry,

we programmed it just like you did.

No, send him around. I'll double-check.

No, not necessary.

Radar shows him on the glide slope.

210, looking good. Continue inbound.

You don't understand.

What don't we understand, Petty Officer?

210, go manual.

My system looks good.

I'm staying coupled up.

You'll crash!

Radar says he's fine.

Radar's wrong! That's why Ross crashed!

Don't sweat it, Petty Officer.

I've been on manual the whole time.

PADDLES: Looking good, 210.

Bring it in!

This was a trick.

You rigged it.

You left us no choice, Petty Officer.

We had a couple four-wires that night.

Planes were landing long.

So I tweaked the system.

But you overcorrected.

That's why Ross came in too low.

I wanted to say something, but...

Instead you let his widow believe

that her husband had killed himself.

I know.

GOLDMAN: And you were willing

to let Commander Stanich face prison.

I never thought it would really happen, sir.

I can deal with accidents, but you lied and covered up.

And for that, you're going to the brig.

How much time will I get, sir?

GOLDMAN: If I have my way,

years-- Let's go.

Sir, let me handle this.

Dakey, stop!

[ grunting with effort]

Dakey, wait!

You don't want to go up there!

There's nothing up there!

GOLDMAN: Lieutenant, be careful!

I got it!

Dakey...

Don't come any closer, I'll jump!

Stay, calm, okay?

It's freezing down there.

Good, I'll die quick.

No, you won't. It'll take hours.

And the whole time you'll be thinking,

"What an awful mistake."

I'm not going to let you trick me again.

No tricks.

Okay? No tricks.

Just take it easy.

I can't go to prison.

Hey, I'd be scared too, Joe,

but you can get through this.

I just want it to be over!

You can't do this to yourself, Joe.

Watch me.

Dakey, don't be a fool!

You'll never see another sunrise,

or see your family again!

It's not worth it.

You stay back.

Just listen to me, okay?

Let me help you.

Take my hand.

Come on, Joe.

I got you.

I accept the revised findings

that Lieutenant Ross did not commit suicide.

However, that does not absolve Commander Stanich

of his responsibilities as a leader.

Lieutenant Ross gave clear,

incontrovertible evidence of suicidal ideation.

The commander needed to respond to that.

The Navy breeds physical and mental toughness,

a quality that has helped to protect

our country from foreign enemies

for over 200 years.

But the Navy must

also acknowledge that military men,

however tough, are not magically immune

from depression, emotional crises

and mental instability.

The fact that the sailor responsible for the crash

almost killed himself is proof of that.

When a man comes to his commanding officer

and asks for help, help should be provided.

Commander Stanich,

your behavior was indeed

regrettable.

However, you acted

out of an honest belief that you were making

the right decisions for your men.

Your safety record

prior to this incident was exemplary.

I have no doubt that you have learned

from this tragedy,

and would handle a similar situation

differently in the future.

Therefore I see no reason to recommend

this Article 32 to court martial.

This hearing is adjourned.

Congratulations, sir.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Commander, thank you.

Congratulations.

Nice job, Mac.

You too, Harm.

Although, you know your client

is still responsible for Lieutenant Ross' death.

You never give up, do you?

Lieutenant Ross' death

was caused by a computer that was incorrectly programmed.

And because he was depressed.

I am sure that slowed his reaction time

when the plane started having problems.

See, you always want to make life simple, Harm,

but it's not.

[ class bell ringing]

RABB: Mattie!

Hey.

DRABOWSKI: I hold my students to high standards, Mr. Rabb.

I have no problem with that.

Well, Mattie has completed none of the required

first-semester writing assignments.

Ma'am...

I cannot give her a passing grade

unless she makes up that work.

In the past four months,

Mattie has written

a business plan for a crop dusting company,

letters to suppliers and credit agencies, the IRS,

not to mention a 20-page letter to the judge

at her juvenile-court hearing.

You're welcome to review all of them.

Well, I suppose this will do.

Thank you.