Original subtitles

MAN: We were looking for intruders near the Arraijan Tank Farm.

Wallis had a bad break in his leg.

Soldados

from the Panamanian Defense Force showed up.

Machos de Montes, they called themselves.

Strong men of the mountains.

[ groaning]

[ yelling]

Petrosian's shoulder was all torn up.

So, I started laying down cover fire.

I lay down cover fire, I get Petrosian up to his feet.

But by now,

they are tossing grenades, so I keep firing.

I keep firing and dragging Petrosian.

Firing and dragging Petrosian, I just had to get out of there.

My unit made it back in one piece.

For my actions, I was awarded this.

[ laughing]

MAN: Except it never happened, Mr. Strange.

You're a liar and I've reported your fraud to the Marine Corps.

[ opening theme music playing]

Corporal Hal Strange, United States Marine Corps.

Served in Panama during Operation Just Cause,

then went out on disability retirement a year later

after separating his shoulder.

Just Cause?

That was the mission to capture Noriega, wasn't it?

The SECNAV has authorized this court-martial.

Corporal Strange will be brought

back on active duty

and charged with an Article 134 violation,

wearing an unauthorized decoration

nd in this case, on a uniform

he was also unauthorized to wear.

Seems he bought a Silver Star medal and ribbon

at an Army/Navy store,

dummied the citation to make himself into a hero.

He's been wearing his uniform in violation

of regulations and bilking schools and civic groups

out of speaking fees

for nearly a decade...

Shouldn't take long to sort this one out, sir.

Well, I'm glad you feel that way, Colonel

'cause you'll be defending the man.

Bring it on.

He's currently free on his own recognizance

and will be in later today to meet with you.

Great.

Don't take this lightly, Colonel.

Corporal Strange's actions have been a major embarrassment

to the Marine Corps... I'm clear, sir.

Colonel, would you please stop interrupting me?

You're worse than Coates.

I'm sorry, sir.

I'll get right on it. Will that be all?

No, that will not be all.

Commander, you'll prosecute.

Aye, sir.

Now you're dismissed.

Aye, aye, sir.

[ knocks on door]

Lieutenant.

Commander, come on in.

How was the Big Easy?

Still as easy as ever.

Listen, the venue made up too many headshots of Varese.

She thought the USO might want

to send some out to the troops to boost morale.

Thanks, Commander.

Harriet is really going to appreciate this.

How's she doing, Bud?

She's at home with the boys today.

Ever since A.J. ran away,

it's almost like she's afraid to let them out of her sight.

Hmm. I understand completely.

Just, uh, give her my best if you would.

I will, sir. Thank you.

That's a snake, Lieutenant.

That's a rare Habu Pit Viper, sir.

Also known as the Trimeresurus Flavoviridis.

Uh, don't touch her, sir.

She can kill you.

I had no intention of touching her, Lieutenant.

Why is she in your office?

Evidence, sir.

I'm working on a plea agreement for the Ensign

who smuggled her out of Okinawa in his shirt.

It was so cold in the evidence room

and she is a tropical snake.

And it's warm in your office.

I'm just looking after her

until the Ensign gets out of the hospital.

They gave him the antivenin just in time.

Luckily, there's a five hour window before it turns deadly.

I wouldn't let the Admiral see you with that thing.

JAG Ops. Petty Officer Coates.

Commander, it's Mr. Johnson, Mattie's dad.

Hello, Mr. Johnson. How are you, sir?

I'm doing okay, Commander.

I just finished my first phase of treatment.

Haven't had a drink in two months.

Congratulations.

Listen, I want to see my daughter.

Have you spoken to Mattie about that?

No. Mattie won't take my calls.

I was hoping maybe you could talk to her.

I'm not asking for unsupervised visitation.

I just... I'd just like to see my little girl.

Prosecution has copies of the citation you forged,

pictures of you wearing your bogus uniform and medal,

and newspaper articles quoting your claims

that you performed duty above and beyond the call

when we both know that's not true.

Whose side did you say you were on, ma'am?

Yours, Corporal.

That's why I'm advising you

to change your plea to guilty.

There's only one problem with that, Colonel.

I deserved that medal.

Marine Corps has no record of it.

That doesn't mean it didn't happen, ma'am.

Now, I know you've never served in combat,

and I doubt you've ever had to kill anyone.

My history is irrelevant.

This meeting is about you.

Maybe you have, Colonel.

Had to kill.

Maybe more than once.

I've given you my legal advice.

Call me when you've made your decision.

Did you get a medal for it, Colonel?

The killing?

Don't you think you deserved one?

MATTIE: I always knew you had a domestic side.

What, I make a little pasta,

create some garlic bread...

Ow. Oh.

Suddenly, I'm Martha Stewart?

You ever take Home Ec?

Home Economics?

No, no. In my day,

wood shed was the preferred elective for boys.

How'd you learn how to cook?

Trial and error, mostly.

Mostly error.

Well, you figured it out eventually.

Hey, you think you could teach me

how to boil some water before I start classes next semester?

Because I don't think being able to call out

for pizza delivery is going to cut it

with my teacher.

Well, boiling water's a tough one,

but I think we might be able to manage it.

Uh... you know, your dad called today.

He wants to see you.

[ fork clatters]

Yeah, well, I'd like to see my mom.

Mattie...

your father's in a rehabilitation facility.

He's trying to get his life together.

What, by ruining mine?!

Mattie!

Look, your father agreed to this arrangement

because he thought it was for the best.

He never gave up his right to visit.

So I have to see him?

Hey, I'm going to be there with you the whole time.

All right?

[ sighs]

Does this judge say I have to hug him, too,

and tell him I forgive him

or pretend like we're a big, happy family?

Look, I know that this is difficult,

but I also know that you can handle it.

I know I can.

Can you?

[ soft music plays]

[ Mack giggles]

MACK: Stop it.

No!

Stop it.

MAN: You're ticklish.

No, that would be giving you the response you wanted.

Giving me the response I wanted

didn't seem to bother you 20 minutes ago.

You know, I should go away more often

if this is the homecoming I'm going to get.

Don't, Clay.

One of these days your welcoming committee

might not be so welcoming.

Are you mad that I'm leaving

or that I wasn't here when Sadik showed up?

Neither,

that would be irrational.

That's never stopped you before.

Drop it, Clay. I'm not angry, okay?

You didn't see fit to mention this non-anger

when I walked in the door?

They give men a bad rap for being able

to put their emotions aside and fall into bed.

Oh, so, what, now I have no feelings

because I slept with you first and asked questions later?

I didn't say that.

Then what are you saying?!

You're running on adrenaline, Sarah.

Like it or not, it's a rush to kill somebody.

I mean, it's nothing conscious,

but it does make you feel more alive...

more passionate.

You're twisted, Clay.

There's a documented connection

between intimate violence and sexuality.

What kind of a sick person are you?!

And we were so close.

So close to what?

To having a nice evening.

You're looking for an argument I don't want to have.

Oh, so you're just going to walk out

ight in the middle of this?

My cab's probably here.

Besides, you should thank me for walking out.

A lot of guys'd stay and fight back.

Oh, yeah, go ahead. Disappear.

Why break the pattern of a lifetime?

[ door closes]

[ grunts]

[ glass shatters]

CHEGWIDDEN: What happened to a pretrial agreement?

Corporal Strange isn't interested, sir.

He wants a trial to air his grievances

against the Marine Corps.

He-he says he's never lied about his exploits in Panama.

Claims his unit wouldn't vouch for him.

So now you think he's telling the truth?

PFC Wallis did suffer a compound leg fracture

outside the Arraijan Tank Farm in 1989.

A Lance Corporal Petrosian was treated

for a through-and-through shoulder wound

the same night.

What happened to your hand?

Uh, it's nothing, sir.

Why the sudden about-face with Corporal Strange?

He feels his actions were meritorious

and he's being treated unfairly.

I think he may be right.

Not like you to believe

an unsubstantiated story like this.

Maybe you don't know me as well as you think you do.

Maybe you came back to work too soon, Colonel.

Mac...

been through hell of a lot. By "a lot",

you mean I had to kill the bad guy...

like Marines are supposed to do.

It's nothing I haven't had to do before, sir.

Marines need some down time just like...

Admiral, I take great solace in the fact

that I helped Sadik Fahd attain the martyrdom

he so deeply desired...

and I'm sure I'll be getting a fruit basket

any day now from the White House for getting rid

of an international terrorist of his caliber.

You're dismissed.

Aye, aye, sir.

[ whistling]

RABB: Mr. Whorley, how did you meet Corporal Strange?

WHORLEY: I saw his advertisement in the school district newsletter.

He said he'd been a combat veteran

of the Panama Crisis who'd been awarded the Silver Star.

What was his lecture fee, based on the qualifications

he claimed to have?

WHORLEY: Two hundred dollars.

I thought it would be worth it for the kids

to hear a man who'd proved his patriotism.

Little did I know, the guy was just a traitor

to the Marine Corps... and to his country.

Objection, opinion and inflammatory.

JUDGE: Sustained.

No further questions, Your Honor.

Mr. Whorley, what happened to your hand?

I was playing Polonius.

I'm the drama teacher,

and... I fell-- it's just a hairline fracture.

Now... is it true

that you attempted to join the Marine Corps in 1984?

Yes. Um, I couldn't pass the physical.

And you've had a love/hate relationship

with those who did pass the physical

ever since-- isn't that also true?

Is Defense Counsel reading minds now, Your Honor?

Stay out of the witness's head, Colonel.

Yes, Your Honor.

You have flat feet and a spastic colon,

don't you, Mr. Whorley? What?!

Irrelevant, Your Honor.

I agree. Sustained.

So, how is it that you got a close enough look

at Corporal Strange's medal to realize

that it wasn't really his?

Um... when he was preparing his notes,

I took it out of the box.

Just wanted to, uh...

see what it looked like on me.

You wanted to play Marine war hero, is that it?

You're just a jarhead groupie,

and I think you enjoyed bringing a real Marine

to his knees!

Your Honor, Defense Cousel

is attacking my witness.

Sustained! Colonel Mackenzie,

I will hold you in contempt!

The witness may step down.

This court is in recess. [ gavel bangs]

Can I walk you out, Tiger?

I don't know what happened in there.

I started questioning him, and... I just lost it.

Well, your client doesn't seem to mind.

My client has a chip on his shoulder.

Colonel.

My office.

Yes, sir.

Everything okay, Bud?

Everything's great, sir.

Have a good night.

Good night.

I'll get it.

Lieutenant Roberts, I have an extra pen.

Oh, uh, that's okay.

I'll-I'll-I'll find mine.

What the hell happened to you

in the courtroom today?

I'm sorry, sir. Sorry doesn't cut it.

I'll write a letter of apology to Judge Blakely

and Mr. Whorley.

Oh, you'll do better than that.

Bethesda has an excellent psychology department.

You will make yourself available.

You think I need a shrink?

Tone, Colonel.

Sorry, sir, but I feel fine.

You're trying to pretend

that you didn't just go through hell,

and you're doing a damn awful job of it!

You think I'm in denial?

I'm not a expert in the field, Colonel.

That's why I'm sending you to Bethesda.

That's hardly fair, sir, given your recent behavior:

denying your own broken heart.

Lock it up, Marine.

If I didn't have as much respect for you as I do,

that insubordination would go on your permanent record.

Now, you will get your butt

to that shrink before you exhaust

what's left of my charitable nature.

Dismissed.

Aye, aye, sir.

Uh... M-M-Mattie,

why don't you tell your dad about your new school?

I'm going to school.

Oh, how-how is it?

It's fine.

Mattie made the volleyball team.

Oh, that's great.

What are you doing?!

Harm has a nice place here.

Doesn't want you smoking it up.

Mattie, it's okay.

Oh, I'm-I'm sorry.

No, no, i-it's fine, Tom.

You're always sorry, aren't you?

I'm so embarrassed.

I should go.

No, uh, Tom, please.

Yeah. Thanks for the pizza.

No, I don't, uh...

I don't want to make things worse.

Well, look, Tom, at least

l-let me drive you back to the center, all right?

No, it's okay. I'll-I'll take the train.

Come on, Tom, look, I'd-I'd appreciate it

if you'd let me give you a ride.

Thank you.

I'll just, um...

wait outside for you.

That wasn't very nice.

I told you he couldn't behave himself.

I was talking about you, Mattie.

You always overreact like that with your dad? You're obviously

taking his side because you think that if I kiss and make up with him,

I can just go back there and live with him.

That's not true, and you know it.

Mattie, there are no sides to this.

You're his daughter, and whether you realize it or not,

one day, you're going to regret pushing him out of your life.

You know something, Harm?

Sometimes I think I was happier

before I met you.

[ knocking]

Aren't you going to let me in?

You like shadows, don't you, Clay?

You work in them, you live in them...

Well, I prefer to call it ambiance.

Mm, I haven't tasted wine in a long time.

Um... I thought we decided

to take a few days apart.

Yeah, I decided I didn't want that.

All right, Sarah...

Uh-huh. Sarah...

Mm-hmm? Sarah...

This isn't you.

Oh, yeah? Who am I?

Uh, normally, you're...

reasonable, composed...

in control of yourself.

You ever think that, as a Marine,

I've trained to handle difficult things?

Some of the best people I know,

Marines and otherwise, have been strong enough to ask for help.

What, are you and Chegwidden

comparing notes now?

You both think I need a shrink?

Maybe we both see the same thing...

and we both care about you.

Did you talk to someone... after Paraguay?

A debriefing with an Agency psychologist is SOP.

Oh, and is that why you travel with a bottle?

Cana, a reminder

of the worst thing that ever happened to you.

Did you, uh, tell your counselor

about your desire to do penance?

A lot happened on that mission.

I felt guilty for putting you in danger.

I was mad at myself

for letting Sadik get his hands on me

and for letting him get away.

I failed to complete my assignment.

Oh, that's right.

I had to do it for you just last week...

and you can't stand that.

Sarah, go home and get some rest.

You can't just dismiss me, Clay.

I'm not one of your field assets hanging on your every order.

[ sighs]

Things, places...

You don't have a single picture of a human being in here.

I guess people, with all of their inconvenient emotions

are just too challenging for you.

Things get a little sticky, and you're showing me the door?

Says the woman who hasn't had one consistent relationship

in her entire life-- oh, I forgot.

You have Harm. You don't know anything about him.

I know that his being unavailable has given you something to hide behind.

I didn't mean that.

Yes, you did. Don't touch me.

Oh, come on. I thought... I thought

that's why you came-- 'cause you wanted me to touch you.

See, I've been stupid enough to think

that you liked the feeling of my hands on you, Sarah.

Think what you want-- just get out of my way.

Well, come on, it's taken us eight months to get this far.

You're going to... You're ready to throw it away in one night?

This far? Just where are we, Webb,

and what am I throwing away?!

Our shot at happiness, Sarah.

You don't have what it takes to make me happy.

THERAPIST: Why are you here, Colonel?

MacKENZIE: My CO suggested it.

Suggested it or insisted on it?

The latter.

My significant other made a similar request.

Why do you think they did that?

I've been anxious.

It just think the world around me

isn't moving fast enough

to keep up with me.

You were involved in a hostage situation recently.

Is that what my file says?

I'll be honest, Colonel,

since this case is still under investigation by the CIA,

most of what I'd need to know to help you is classified.

Well, let me enlighten you, Commander.

A very bad man tried to lure me into a trap.

But I'd learned my lesson.

I knew him before, so I wore a wire.

I tipped the Feds off to a terrorist bombing,

and I walked away in one piece.

I killed a man who...

[ grunts]

[ groans]

[ gunshot]

[ gunshot]

...under interrogation could have given us

half the players on the Fed's terrorist watch list.

You said you knew this man?

He tried to kill me before.

You know, when people consume your time and mental energy,

for better or worse,

they become part of our psyche.

Killing this man

may have left a hole in your subconscious.

He invoked fear in you.

Now that the fear is gone, the exhilaration

of keeping one step ahead of him is gone.

You think I miss the bastard?

It's possible that you miss the rush

of rehearsing the confrontation

that you thought was inevitable.

That's why your reaction to his death

wasn't satisfaction,

but continued aggressive behavior.

Unless there's more to the story,

something else from your past you'd like to talk about.

CHEGWIDDEN Coates.

Where are the refill to my pens?

You been organizing me again?

Only because I know how much you value efficiency, sir.

I stocked your desk

according to the most frequently used items.

Legal pads in front, then your highlighters and then...

Excuse me, sir.

Is everything okay in here?

The refill is in the bottom right drawer, sir.

What is it you need, Lieutenant?

Oh, I've just lost track of something, sir.

Sir?

[ laughs with relief]

Oh. it's the paperweight

Dr. Cavanaugh gave you, sir.

Sorry, sir.

May I be excused, sir?

Yes.

Thank you, sir.

[ drops paperweight in drawer]

Ensign Thompson?

Sir.

There you are.

The Prosecution has proposed a pretrial agreement

that would allow you to skip a trial.

All you have to do is plead guilty

to bringing the snake in to the United States... Paula, sir.

The snake's name is Paula.

Okay, uh, if you agree to plead guilty

to smuggling Paula onto a military aircraft,

into the United States,

you don't have to serve any brig time. Okay?

I have a few conditions, Lieutenant.

I really don't think

that you're in position to be making any demands, Ensigns.

They'll kill her, sir.

Paula is very special to me.

The least I can do is make sure she goes to a zoo

and not to a wallet factory.

I don't know if the convening authority would agree to that.

But you can ask, can't you, sir?

Yes.

Yes, yes, yes, I can...

I can ask.

Corporal Strange,

can you explain the term "medal inflation" to the court?

Yes, ma'am.

It's when a high percentage of the participants

in a combat situation are awarded medals.

Such as was the case following the Panama Crisis.

That's correct, ma'am.

I fail to see what relevance

this has to the charges, Your Honor.

I'll allow it, but take me from "A" to "Z"

in a timely manner, Colonel.

Yes, Your Honor.

And you never received a personal award

for your service in Panama,

but you know men who did, is that right?

Yes, ma'am.

I know a corporal who received the Navy Commendation Medal

for being a chauffeur,

and a gunny who got the Bronze Star

for nearly shooting his own foot off in a firefight.

Not to mention the Purple Heart

awarded to Lance Corporal Petrosian,

the man that I personally pulled out of enemy fire.

All these medals awarded, and yet you were overlooked

despite the evidence you provided to support your story?

I managed to get hold of medical records, ma'am,

for Wallis and Petrosian.

After the conflict, I even went back to Panama,

took pictures of where it happened.

I mapped the whole thing out.

Still, nobody believed me.

Your student lectures were the truth,

weren't they, Corporal Strange?

Yes, ma'am.

And wouldn't you say the truth

is worth a $200 speaking fee?

Corporal Strange's alleged actions in combat

are not the issue, Your Honor.

Objection sustained.

We'll continue after lunch.

Court is in recess until 1500.

Ensign Thompson has asked me to propose a pretrial agreement

while he's in the hospital.

He agrees to plead guilty to Conduct Unbecoming

and to violating customs regulations.

Are you all right, Lieutenant?

Yes, ma'am. Why?

You're sweating.

I am?

Ooh.

Oh, I was running... running late, ma'am.

Ensign Thompson is still facing a General Article violation.

Yes, ma'am, Animal Cruelty.

But he's made it clear to me

that he can't in good conscience plead guilty to that charge.

Is he claiming he didn't do it?

Well, he's claiming it wasn't cruelty.

He believes that Paula-- his name for the snake--

willingly accompanied him on the C-130, ma'am.

I don't want to waste the Navy's time with this.

The Article 134 charge is dropped,

and I'll disapprove any confinement

if the ensign pleads to the remaining charges.

Ensign Thompson has one condition.

He doesn't want the snake destroyed.

He wants it to go to a zoo.

Does this particular snake's venom cause brain damage?

Well, now, just some slight nerve damage, ma'am.

And that's only if the antivenin isn't administered

in the first five hours,

which you can pretty much count on.

Anyway, her bite won't be as lethal.

since it takes quite a while to build the venom back up

and it's been-- what, one, two...?

I'll have my Staff Judge Advocate

contact the National Zoo.

Produce Paula...

in my office by close of business tomorrow.

Tomorrow, ma'am?

Thank you.

Can I go?

Yes, Lieutenant.

[ thudding]

RABB: Medal inflation?

Just giving my client the defense he deserves.

Come on, Mac, you're arguing everything

but the case in there.

I mean, you client has shown bad judgment

and no sense of responsibility.

Doesn't it bother you as a fellow Marine

that even when this guy is cornered

he still won't own up to making a mistake?

Come on, Harm, when was the last time

you admitted to being wrong about anything?

Oh, you want to get personal?

Yeah, maybe I do.

All right. I'm the one with grown up responsibilities now.

Mattie, the house I'm trying to buy.

At least I'm finally letting people into my life.

Mm, toys.

What happens when you get bored with suburbia, Harm?

Are you going to just lose interest in Mattie

like you did your brother?

He preferred life in Russia

to being here and being ignored by you.

You fight to draw people into your circle

just so you can push them away again.

You know, this isn't about me losing interest in Mattie.

You think I'm losing interest in you.

RABB: Corporal Strange,

how many times did you petition the Marine Corps

to receive the Silver Star?

Four times, sir.

And how many times were you denied that award, Corporal?

You know the answer to that already, Commander--

four times.

Oh, please, tell the court

why your attempts to receive the retroactive award

were denied on so many occasions?

Because my buddies wouldn't back me up

about what happened, sir.

Well, Corporal, isn't it, in fact,

because the Marine Corps has no record of your alleged heroism?

It's because the guys I saved that night

decided I didn't deserve it, Commander, that's why.

Why would a group of a Marines get together

and stonewall a fellow Marine?

Because they didn't like me.

See, I was a loner.

They didn't consider me to be part of their little club.

Well, Corporal, that's the problem with being a loner.

You're always on the outside looking in.

You make it impossible to be your friend,

and then you wonder why you feel so alone.

I have no further questions.

MacKENZIE: I thought about what you said.

That, uh,

my aggression was just to fill a void

left by the absence of the man I killed.

Do you think I was right?

In a way.

My childhood was, uh,

unpredictable.

I was always afraid

my father would mistake me for my mother

and put his fist through my face.

You develop instincts when you live like that.

You felt the thrill when faced with a man

who wanted you dead.

There's nothing thrilling

about it.

I went back to thinking I was the only person

who could look out for me.

Every disagreement became a chance to attack.

Including your arguments in court.

Yes, but I'm fine now.

I think there's still more

to talk about, don't you?

You killed your husband in self-defense, Colonel.

That was a long time ago.

It was a similar situation.

No. I cared

about my husband,

despite his faults.

that event was a tragedy.

What happened last week was just taking out the garbage.

I've satisfied my CO's request that I speak to a counselor.

No long term treatment was ever part of the deal,

so I think I'm done.

Very well.

You know

you can always come back anytime you like.

MATTIE: Thanks for driving me to school.

RABB: Look, I'll walk you in.

No, it's okay.

No, I-I want to.

Where'd you get these?

I, uh, stopped on the way home

and, uh, picked them up from a youth center.

Alateen?

It's for teenagers with alcoholic parents.

They, uh...

They meet, they...

They talk about their problems.

There's no adults allowed.

I-I thought it might be good.

I'll make you a deal.

I promise to think about this if you promise

to forgive me for being such a brat the other night.

Deal.

I thought... I thought we were winning, ma'am.

You're not winning, legally or karmically.

Oh, like I give a damn. You should.

You were a competent Marine.

You could have done great things,

but your attitude alienated

everyone around you.

Now I believe that you saved those men,

but I can't prove it.

I can't get you

acquitted on the charges you face,

because you're guilty.

But if you could provide one

eyewitness to what happened,

you might earn yourself some leniency among the members.

Petrosian and the others won't...

Have you ever asked?

Nicely?

Buddy Petrosian runs his family's butcher shop

in College Park.

Here's the address.

The rest is up to you.

If Petrosian is willing, call me.

I can file for a continuance if we need one.

Yes, ma'am.

Lieutenant Roberts?

Yes, sir?

Would you join me in my office, please?

Now, sir?

Yes, Lieutenant.

Would you have a look under my desk, Lieutenant?

Sir?

Under the desk, Lieutenant.

Yes, sir.

Paula!

Oh, my God!

[ grunts]

Oh.

Oh, sir. Oh!

Sir, thank you.

Thank you,

thank you, thank you.

Where-Where did you find her? Not where

she should have been, Lieutenant,

at the zoo or some hole.

I do trust she'll be leaving us soon?

Yes, sir. She has a date with the Convening Authority

in one hour.

[ laughs]

Mr. Petrosian, what is the nature

of your relationship with Hal Strange?

Up until this morning,

I'd have said we didn't have one.

But you did serve in Panama

with him, didn't you?

We were in the same unit.

He wasn't a...

a nice man, was he?

Truth be told, he was a jackass.

The man would argue constantly

about everything from baseball to politics.

He made it clear that the rest of us weren't made

of the same stuff that he was.

Didn't stop him

from pulling you out of the line

of fire when you were shot

by enemy combatants, though, did it?

No, ma'am.

His clear dislike of me didn't seem to

affect his decision

to put his own life in danger to save mine.

[ loud gunfire, screaming]

Get up!

[ gunfire and groaning]

[ explosion]

Get up, Petrosian!

Come on!

Come on!

[ screaming]

PETROSIAN: I didn't think we'd get out of there.

They had us outnumbered.

But you did make it, didn't you?

[ clears throat]

Me and Wallis, the others--

Hal saved our skins that night.

Thank you for your honesty.

I have nothing further.

Mr. Petrosian,

were you ever contacted

by Headquarters Marine Corps seeking confirmation

of Corporal Strange's claims?

Yes.

But you didn't make that confirmation.

Did you?

So were you lying then,

or you're lying now?

Your Honor. Valid question, Colonel.

[ sighs]

I was lying then, sir.

We all were.

After they patched me up, I went to thank

Corporal Strange.

He looked at me like I was dirt

under his boots, said I wasn't a real Marine.

Said the only reason we found ourselves in that mess

was because Wallis was a klutz,

and the rest of us were amateurs.

Well, I told the other guys.

And we decided then

never to admit to what had happened that night.

I guess Hal is not the only guy who can hold a grudge

long past its usefulness.

All I ever wanted

was an apology for what he said.

Yeah. That can go a long way.

I have no further questions, Your Honor.

JUDGE BLAKELY: You can step down, Mr. Petrosian.

Thank you for what you did.

Your Honor, I'd like

to recall Corporal Strange to the stand.

So noted, Colonel.

I remind the accused

that he is still under oath.

What impact do you think

Mr. Petrosian's testimony should have

on the outcome of your case?

In terms of the charges I'm facing, ma'am,

none.

You never meant to sully the image

of the Marine Corps, did you, Corporal Strange?

No, ma'am.

You just wanted someone to recognize

what you'd been through.

And in your anger,

you went about it the wrong way.

Isn't that so?

It is, ma'am.

I don't expect

to walk out of this a free man.

I just hope that in sentencing,

my combat actions are considered.

And I'll sleep better now.

Now that I know they remember.

The Defense rests, Your Honor.

I know I've been acting like someone I'm not,

and I'm sorry for that.

Well, you weren't alone.

I wish I hadn't reacted the way I did.

You just have to give yourself some time

to get over this, Sarah.

Sadik was trained in psychological terror.

It's not a sign of weakness

if you need a while to get over it.

Longer than you needed, you mean?

It's not a competition.

You know, it almost sounds

like you're jealous

that I'm the one who finally got him.

I don't like that I wasn't there.

You're never there, Clay.

That's why I had to learn to take care of myself.

Even Sadik said that I was brave

for showing up alone.

Psy Ops 101.

To remind you how vulnerable you were.

Oh, so now I fell for his game?

I don't want to argue about it, Sarah.

What happened to what you said to me in Paraguay?

That-That you would always listen to me,

how you would never make me wonder.

This is the real world, Sarah.

I'm not dealing with you when you're like this.

You shut me up one more time when I need you, and we're done.

[ sighs]

[ sighs]

Sadik wanted me.

I could tell.

And I let him look at me,

a woman.

I didn't cover up.

I just took off my coat.

And I dared him to look, just to see if he was

as pure of thought as he claimed to be.

I wanted to prove to myself

that he was just like every other man.

I don't know how to take that.

Don't you get it?

He resisted.

He resisted me in a way that I wish

I could have resisted temptation my entire life.

He made me feel weak.

It's okay, Sarah.

It's not okay.

He did what he intended.

He reduced me

to someone who acts on impulse, without intellect.

He was down when I shot him.

And armed.

That report

was Agency charity, Clay.

He was winged in the shoulder,

and he couldn't fire at me.

And you can never know that for sure.

Oh, I know what I did.

I didn't shoot him because I thought

he was going to shoot at me.

I killed him for what he was.

And because I was angry for what he...

Because he hurt someone I love.

I love you, too.

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