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[man 1]
All right, listen up, people.
We need to secure this building.

I want two Marines
in every hatch! Let's go.

You're at the top. Make it so.

-[man 2] Clear!
-[man 3] Clear!

[man 1] I need three bodies
on the other side
of this building. Let's go!

Listen, George,
let's go! Move out!

[yells]

-[man 1] Clear!
-[man 2] Check those documents.

-Ahmed.
-Yeah, Tom.

Translate for me.

-This needs to go to Centcom.
-What is it?

It's an Iraqi Intelligence
report.

There's a hundred
Stinger missiles

in the hands of terrorists
in Paraguay.

Looks like a list of possible
targets in the United States.

All right, let's
gather this stuff up

and get out of here, let's go.

[theme music playing]

-[MacKenzie]
You wanted to see me, sir?
-[Chegwidden] Have a seat.

-[MacKenzie] Mr. Webb.
-[Webb] Colonel.

We've just received
word that Sadik Fahd

-is in possession of more
than 100 Stinger missiles.
-Sadik Fahd is in line

for the Lifetime
Achievement Award in terrorism.

Iranian-born, he served as
Arafat's bodyguard in the '70s.

Later, he joined
Hezbulah in Lebanon.

Was he part of the bombing
at the Marine barracks?

[Webb] Yes. He also fought
in Afghanistan,

where he hooked up
with Al Qaeda.

Where are the Stinger missiles?

South America,
Paraguay to be precise.

The weapons were
purchased piecemeal
on the international arms market

by a Paraguayan drug dealer
named Raul Garcia.

In turn, he sold them to Sadik.

And we believe Sadik intends
to use the weapons

against targets in the U.S.

Webb's requested
that you be assigned

to him T.A.D. I've agreed.

Whatever it is, sir,
I'm on board.

Needs a wife.

Sir?

Pregnant wife.

This is a stretch
even for you, Webb.

As you know,
Webb's been stationed
in Tierra del Fuego.

His cover is an American
arms dealer.

A married arms dealer,
with a wife in the family way.

You're the logical choice
as my soulmate.

You're a woman, a Marine
with weapons expertise,

and like Sadik, you speak Farsi.

Like any number
of CIA operatives

you have access to, why me?

I'm not at liberty

to discuss the reasons
for tapping you, Colonel.

I see.

Well, there's just one
little snag in your plan.

I'm not pregnant.

I can take care of that.

Sir!
Oh, it's great to have you back.

Oh, it's nice
to be back, Harriet.
How are you doing?

I'm good, except for the edema.

My legs are
the envy of sumo wrestlers
everywhere, sir.

[chuckling]

[Tiner] Morning, Commander.
Sure are happy for you, sir.

Well, thank you, Tiner.
How's law school?

I graduate in three weeks, sir.

-Way to go.
-Thank you.

[Coates] Good to see you
on the upswing, sir.

No thanks to you, Coates.

Come on, where's
your sense of humor?

Sir, about my testimony, I...

-It's pretty damning.
-Yes, sir.

You could've lied.

I considered it, Commander.

Well, the fact that you didn't

support my faith
in your character, Coates.

-Is that for me?
-Yes, sir. I sorted it for you.

Thank you.

You think they'd have
the courtesy to put it back.

-NCIS did this?
-You were their chief suspect.

It'll take weeks
to put back together.

Good excuse to redecorate.

It's good to see you.

-Congratulations.
-All I did was sit in a cell.

-You could still be
sitting there.
-Yeah, that's true.

I owe Agent Gibbs
a debt of gratitude.

What was your reaction
when they charged Lindsey?

I'm moving on, Sturges.
One foot in front of the other.

-Very enlightened of you.
-There's nothing else
I can't do.

So, how about you, huh?
How you doing?

I have a bit of a problem
actually.

You don't have problems.

Concerns the Lieutenant
Duncan case.

Was that the software thief?

The one you and Mac busted.

His case will be reviewed

in the Navy Court
of Criminal Appeals.

So, that's good news.

You were his defense attorney.

The brief was filed by
his civilian attorney.

They're claiming
ineffective assistance
of counsel.

[Webb] Two weeks ago,
I made contact
with Raul Garcia.

Now, Garcia's
the arms middleman

who bought the Stinger
missile parts

on the black market from Russia,
China and Afghanistan.

He sold them to Sadik Fahd.

The problem is, we don't know
Sadik Fahd's whereabouts,

or where he has
the Stingers hidden.

[MacKenzie] So, what's the plan?

Sadik Fahd's Stingers
are cobbled together
from surplus parts.

They're missing one
key component: an upgrade

that makes them fly straight.

Always an advantage
with a missile or a man.

So, here's the deal:
I tell Raul Garcia

I have circuit boards
to upgrade the Stingers.

He buys the boards from me
with diamonds,

sells them to Sadik Fahd
in exchange for uncut coke.

So, we get the diamonds,
Garcia gets the coke,

and Sadik gets whatever he needs
to make the missiles work.

The upgrade package
leads us to Sadik.

First we get the Stingers back,

then we eliminate
both Raul Garcia and Sadik Fahd.

Simple in concept,
difficult in execution.

I feel like the Goodyear blimp.

[in Farsi] Madam,
do you think the size fits?

Yes, thank you. It's very good.

[in English]
Uh, thank you, Rosa.

And thank you, Colonel,
for just getting
the both of us killed.

I thought you wanted
a Farsi speaker.

I want a Farsi listener.

So, I should be seen
but not heard,

is that what you want, Webb?

Look, I want you to monitor
conversations, not respond.

Otherwise, the last sound
that you will hear

immediately after letting
our enemies know you speak Farsi

will be a bullet
passing through your brain.

Point taken.

-They're real.
-They ought to be.

Drag your pregnant wife
through the jungle,

it's the least you can do.

Turn around.

The necklace has 91
radiant-cut diamonds
with a total of 21.1 carats.

The center diamond
is 2.05 carats.

Clarity, V-S one, color G,
platinum mounting.

Remember that as if your life
depended on it, Sarah.

-Why?
-Because I told Raul Garcia

I'm married to a diamond expert.

So, unless you can
tell the real thing

from cubic zirconia,
our cover is blown.

The next thing you know,
we're both lying dead

-in the street.
-No pressure, then.

Besides, I don't want
to be cheated.

Who does? Why diamonds?

It's the perfect currency,
Colonel.

Diamonds posses many advantages:

They're easy to hide,
they do not set off alarms,

and they cannot be sniffed
by dogs.

And they can readily
be converted to cash.

Take this stone, for example.

It is an icy, winter white
set in platinum.

But the mounting

hides a tiny fracture.

Give me your hand, Sarah.

With this ring... I thee wed.

You do know how to treat a girl.

I need to see you
over here for a moment.

You know, diamonds
are like people, Colonel.

Very often the imperfections
are hidden.

-Lieutenant?
-Yes, sir.

What have you got
on your plate right now?

Nothing, sir. You got a morsel

for a starving attorney?

[Turner]
I got a four-course meal.

Thanks, Petty Officer.

Should be an interesting case
for you.

You may remember a lieutenant
I defended

charged with sabotaging
military software

in order to turn it around
and develop it

-at a video game company?
-Yeah.

The adequacy of my defense

is being challenged on appeal.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, sir.

I'd like to suggest
the Admiral assign you

to represent the Government
at oral argument.

Well, I'd be honored, sir.

It'd be nice to be
on the other side this time.

I'm just curious, why me, sir?

I trust you, Lieutenant.

You prosecuted at my trial, sir.

That's what
makes it interesting, isn't it?

[guitar playing the blues]

[knock at door]

[playing the blues]

-Hey.
-Hi. Are you entertaining?

Uh, no, uh,
just entertaining myself.

I just came by
to see how you were
after all you've been through.

Well, uh, so far, no one's
accused me of murder.

Well, it's early yet.

That's true.

-Whoa.
-What?

Something you want to tell me?

Well, plenty.

How did you hide this?

Bigger clothes.

[chuckles]

There's a story here, somewhere.

Listen, I'm going away.

-Where?
-Can't say.

For how long?

Don't know.

This has Webb written
all over it.

He needed a pregnant wife.
I'm his cover story.

-Is it dangerous?
-Very.

I travel to Paraguay tonight,

but I needed to know
that you're okay.

You've been through
a lot lately.

I'm coming back, you know.

I don't want you to go, Mac.

[sighs]

Why is it
that you're only like this

when I have one foot
out the door?

Your interest always fades

when I might actually be
in a position to return it.

Mac...

I'll bring the car
out front around 9:00 a.m.,
after you take your breakfast.

Then I am at your beck and call.

Gracias.

We have arranged a corner room.

You have a long view
of the street, Señor Webb.

Williams, Alvaro. Don't forget.

Right.
[in Spanish] I'm sorry, sir.

[in English] I will not make
that mistake again.

Until tomorrow, Señor Williams.

We've been expecting you.

But I did not think I would
find someone so beautiful.

Ah, swank hotel suite,
our own CIA driver.

You really pulled out
all the stops, Webb.

Uh, keep in mind your condition,

-darling.
-Right.

How could I forget?
Why, why did you
make up a story about this?

Well, at first it was
to explain your absence.

Then I figured
it put me in a better light.

They like kids.

Everyone likes kids.

Yeah, but they're
special down here.

Not just born one day
and put into day care the next.

Alvaro did his job.

-You ever want kids?
-Funny time to ask.

You have to find the right man,
right time and place.

Well, you have the right man,
don't you?

You really believe that?

Well, Rabb wouldn't be
my choice.

He's too oblivious.

But you do need somebody
who can stand up to you.

There's a difference between

"stand up to"
and "run right over the top of."

[Webb]
You shouldn't have trouble
drawing the line.

[MacKenzie] Really?

How much luck
have you had with Harm?

And why
all the relationship advice?

I don't see any woman
in your life.

Except you.

I'm just a rental.

I've had my share of women.

Yeah, I counted three when Harm
and I were in Australia.

They were all taller than you

and their bust size was
larger than their I.Q.

Are you close to anyone, Webb?

My mother.

Mm. Just what every girl
wants to hear.

I hope you do know diamonds
from A to Z.

When we meet Garcia
in the morning,
you have to know your stuff.

Some people take a lifetime
to learn about diamonds.

-I'll do that.
-Thanks.

You look good
with half a million dollars
hanging around your neck.

Thank you.

Would you mind turning around?

Yes.

Suit yourself.

Which side do you want?

Of what?

The bed.

The one that you're not in.

[knock on door]

Commander!

How are you, sir?

Oh, no better than you,
apparently.

[sighs]

Well, you're back
in your old digs, huh?

Now that Commander Manetti
has moved on. Yeah.

Listen,
I was talking to Sturgis.

I'm surprised
that he has faith in me

to handle
the Duncan appeal, sir.

Come on, Bud, you're a natural,

especially since you were

already a defendant
in the Massuco case.

Gives you perspective.

You know, sir, it's just,
ever since I came back,

I just haven't felt
on top of my game.

I guess I've been
trying too hard

to regain everyone else's
respect.

What makes you think
you lost it?

Well, it seems to be
the general impression
around here, sir.

I wasn't able to pick up
where I left off.

I was given grunt work,
thrown a few minor cases.

You even passed me up
at first, sir.

Well, actually,
that's why I'm here, Bud.

I'd like to help.

You interested?

Are you asking to be
my co-counsel, sir?

Judge.

I would like the court
to focus primarily

on defense counsel's failure
to attack the military's

jurisdictional assumptions.

We believe that the appellate
should not, in fact,

have been subject to the UCMJ
in the first place.

And that defense counsel
was derelict

in failing
to raise this issue at trial.

I'm sorry, uh, can...
can we stop for a minute, sir?

Uh, this is one small paragraph
on page...
18 of the appellate's brief,

I can't imagine the attorney
would think
he'd get much from it, sir.

-Why not, sir?
-Commander Turner
understood that

you either have jurisdiction,
or you don't.

Lieutenant Duncan
didn't cash out;
it's cut and dried.

Look, I thought the idea
of a moot court

was to prepare you
for left turns, but...

I understand that, sir,
but this seems
a bit of a stretch.

Sir, the Lieutenant
was never informed

that his release
from active duty wasn't final.

Commander Tuner failed
to argue this in court.

Well, because Mac
would have argued that all

the relevant information
was in his service record.

That's an assumption, sir.

Shouldn't he
have tried everything?

I don't think failure to do so

would constitute an ineffective
assistance of counsel.

[Rabb] Look, by not arguing
lack of jurisdiction,

Commander missed an opportunity

to knock the government's case
right out of play.

It's an interesting angle,
especially since there's no

-dispositive case law
on the subject.
-I-I just don't know, sir.

I was planning on focusing
on the arguments
that they brought up first.

The fact that the lieutenant
wasn't given
his Article 31 rights

by you or Colonel Mackenzie.

We didn't give him his
Article 31 rights because,

at the time, we didn't think
he was subject to the UCMJ.

Exactly, sir.

It's a technicality
that could be exploited, Bud.

Tiner's on to something.

You should look out for it.

Nice work, Tiner.

Yeah, you're going to make
a hell of a lawyer one day.

Thank you, sir.

[Webb] Here she is at last.

Raul, my wife.

I am honored to know you,
Mrs. Williams.

-Please, be seated.
-Thank you, and it's Jane.

I've ordered a caña
for you, Señor,

and for you, Jane,
and of your baby, herbal tea.

Ah, gracias.

You have traveled a long way.

I go where my husband leads me.

You should not wear
such an expensive necklace

on the street
in Ciudad Del Este...

unless those stones are paste.

Oh, I would know if they were.

2.05 carats.
Surrounding it are 91 diamonds,

radiant-cut,

totaling 21.1 carats.

The color is F?

G.

Clarity, V-S two.

V-S one.

Not a bruise, cloud, needle,

twining, wisp,
or pinpoint in sight.

So... you know what you own.

Yes, and tomorrow,
we will know what you own.

We'll see if you are
who you say you are

and whether you can be trusted.

You see, you should know this:

I will not allow my husband
to be cheated.

I will call your cell phone
with directions as you go.

And I will bring only a driver.

I will have only my driver.

Señor, Señora...

[in Spanish] See you tomorrow.

[Tiner, in English] Admiral.

Time on target?

1200, sir, mark, mark.

-Point of contact?
-1415, sir.

After the meal, you'll signal
the waiter with your eyes.

He'll deliver
the engagement ring
on a silver tray,

set it on the table,
in front of Miss Cavanaugh.

[sighs] Excellent.

Thank you, sir.

Good luck, Admiral.

I'm, uh, glad
we're finally able to do this.

What are we doing?

Having lunch.

You're pleased
we're having lunch?

I'm pleased that you're
finally seeing me again.

I'll accept that.

You're not still mad at me.

That's faded.

And we're clear on this whole
retirement debacle?

I am relieved
you're not retiring, yes.

And the marriage thing?

[laughs] A.J...

Um... I'm, I'm confused.

How is it that someone
as well-read as you

becomes so inarticulate
when discussing this subject?

I don't know. I love words,
and some-sometimes they fail me.

When that happens, I...

I try to find a simpler way
to-to communicate, but...

Even Shakespeare couldn't match
a-a true gesture of the heart.

And what is in your heart?

A.J.?

Just a minute.

Just answer the question.

And I'm going to.

Okay, what's going on?

The waiter
has something for you.

Here you go, ma'am.

[Chegwidden screaming]
Do you have any idea
how embarrassed I was?!

She paid it!
She paid the damn check!

You told me you set it up!
That they knew
what was going on!

It took me half an hour
to, to, to trace the ring down.

Some damned dishwasher
was trying it on!

-[Tiner] I am so sorry--
-[Chegwidden] Sorry my ass!!

Listen, numbnuts,
you stay out of it! You...

[Tiner]
I'm sorry Admiral, next time...

[Chegwidden] No, hell, no,
there's no-no next time!
You stay out of it.

You just stay out of it!

I'll take care of it myself!

-[Tiner] Sir...
-[Chegwidden] Dismissed!

[Tiner] Aye, aye, sir.

[MacKenzie]
Why aren't you talking, Clay?
What's up?

For the past eight months,
I've been in a hell hole
at the ends of the Earth.

The only reason
I got this assignment

was because Tierra Del Fuego
was close.

The Agency needed someone
who knew the terrain.

So, now you have
a second chance.

The reason
I'm telling you this, Sarah,

is because
you're part of it now.

For the first time in my life,

I don't trust myself.

Taking too many chances.

I hope you can live with that.

Do I have a choice?

Why is it that
you're only like this

when I have
one foot out the door?

Your interest always fades

when I might actually be
in a position to return it.

[MacKenzie]
Your snoring is killing me.

Nobody's perfect.

Some people aren't even close.

What about me?

No weapon.

I'm an expert marksman, Clay.

Can't take a chance
of your being searched.

If they find a weapon on you,
who knows what else
they might find?

What if they search you?

They will. I'm an arms dealer.

Besides, it's expected
of me. I'm a man.

Hmm.

You know,
when I couldn't sleep again
last night

because of the racket
you were making,

I took a closer look
at this necklace.

There's dried blood
in the catch.

Just, uh... where did this
necklace come from anyway?

Company property.

Confiscated?

The necklace only recently
came into our possession.

[sighs] You ever get used to it?

-The killing?
-Just another day at the office.

You do seem to love your work.

A conscience or a soft heart

doesn't play well
for a field agent, Sarah.

Then you have a problem, Clay,
because you have both.

You've proven that
again and again.

Don't overestimate me, Sarah.

No time for goodness?

Not in my life.

Uh, can I take that
for you, sir?

It's a cake, Tiner.

Yes, sir.

On the rose
in the middle of this cake,
I'm going to place the ring.

Then I'll ask Meredith
to cut it.

Good plan, sir.

Now I'm telling you this
because I don't want you

to sit on it
or throw it at anyone.

Admiral, you have my guarantee
that nothing,

and I mean nothing,
will happen to this cake.

For whatever the hell good
that is.

[man] May it please the court.

My name is Harlan Bradford,
appearing for the appellant,

Lieutenant Jeremy Duncan,
United States Navy.

In question
is the grossly deficient

and prejudicial performance
of Commander Sturgis Turner,

the appellant's detailed
defense counsel.

We intend to prove,
as is outlined in our brief,

that during
the Lieutenant's trial,

the Commander was virtually
asleep at the wheel

and failed to perform his duties

in an objectively
reasonable manner.

Excuse me, Mr. Bradford,

but wasn't the evidence against
your client overwhelming?

The Government's case rested
almost entirely

on incriminatory statements
made by the accused himself,
Your Honor.

We argue that Commander Turner
should have,

in the interest of his client,
moved to suppress

the admission
of these statements.

-On what grounds?
-On page 18 of our brief,

we've introduced
a jurisdictional question.

But the heart of our case
is the evidentiary issue

and its constitutional
ramification.

JAG investigators
Colonel MacKenzie

and Commander Rabb failed
to apprise Lieutenant Duncan

of his Article 31 rights

prior to obtaining
the incriminating admission.

But that was because
they were under the impression,
as well as your client,

that he had been discharged
and was no longer
on active duty.

Your Honor,
according to the trial court
and prosecution,

that impression was incorrect.

A reasonably competent attorney

would have moved to suppress,

given the unusual facts
of this case.

I see deficiency, Counselor,

but where is the,
uh, the prejudice?

[Bradford]
The unwarned statements
given by Lieutenant Duncan

had a significant effect
on the outcome of the trial.

In lieu of his admissions,

the Government's case
was largely circumstantial.

There was no direct evidence

or corroborative witness
presented

to indicate that the Lieutenant
was actually the individual

responsible for sabotaging
Government property.

You okay, Harriet?

Yes, sir. I-I'm fine.

Your legs hurt?

Yes, sir.

Is there anything I can do?

Not unless you just want

to listen to me vent, sir.

Well, floor is yours.

Well, thank you, sir.
I-I'll be brief, sir.

I don't think of myself
as a complainer,

but every single one
of my pregnancies
has been difficult

and each one has had
its own set of problems.

And, sir, for somebody
who wants children

as much as I do,
you'd think I'd catch
a break, that's all.

Well, I think your frustration
is well-deserved, Harriet,

especially in light
of your last experience.

Well, you don't think
it sounds ungrateful?

Not coming from you.

Thank you. [chuckles]

Hey, uh, have you had lunch?

-No, sir.
-You want to have lunch with me?

Oh, I'd love to, sir,
but the thought
of traipsing down there...

You're not going
to have to traipse.

-Feet up.
-Sir?

Feet up. Come on, Lieutenant.

[Sims laughing]

May it please the court.
Lieutenant Bud Roberts
for the respondent.

[sighs]

Opposing counsel has addressed

what he sees as

deficient performance
on behalf of the appellant.

Continue, Counselor.

It's, uh, it's easy to look
at Commander Turner's
performance in 20/20 hindsight,

but the presumption should be
that defensive counsel

made his decisions
for legitimate reasons.

And those would be?

That, uh, arguing
against admission

of his client's testimony
would be difficult...

given... that this was
a unique factual scenario

and there exists little case law

to help, uh, guide...
the outcome.

Are you saying
that difficult strategies
are beyond Commander Turner?

Well, no, Your Honor.

Then what's your point?

The Government will acknowledge
a lack of aggression
on the part of Commander Turner,

but the accused is entitled
only to a constitutionally

adequate defense.

It is our opinion that
that is what he received.

-[knocking on door]
-Enter!

Do you have a moment, sir?

What is it?

Well, it's, uh...

it's about Colonel MacKenzie's
recent assignment,

Admiral.

What about it?

May I ask the nature
of the assignment, sir?

Yes.

Will you answer me, sir?

No.

Commander,

if I hear there's a need
for concern,

I won't hesitate
to let you know.

Thank you, sir.

I assume that satisfies
your curiosity.

Never mind. Dismissed.

-[clicks heels together]
-Aye, sir.

[door opens, shuts]

-[crickets chirping]
-[soft rock music playing]

[Cavanaugh] That was delicious.

You know, you don't cook for me
that often.

You want me to do it more?

Well, beats picking up
the check.

You know that was
an incredible misunderstanding.

Oh, hon, I was joking.

What are you doing in there
anyway?

Dessert.

Oh, that's lovely.

Would you do the honors, please?

Um... you have salad dressing
on your shirt.

Aah, I'll deal with it later.
Where are you going?

Well, it won't come out later.
I'm going to get some club soda.

-Meredith.
-Ah. Here we go.

Come over here.

What about dessert?

This will only take a minute.

Well, y-you come here.

I can see better over here.

A.J.! Honestly. [chuckles]

-[sets bottle on table]
-You seem so tense.

Just relax a little bit.

Hey, did I ever tell you
about the time
a waiter spilled tomato sauce

all over my skirt?
He was mortified.

He tried to get me to
clean it up, but I couldn't

'cause it looked
just like South America.

-There.
-[chuckles]

All better.

Oh.

[laughing] Oh, A.J.

A.J.?

[Chegwidden sighs]

Come on, dammit.

[sighs]

Taxi.

Clay!

[gasps]

Oh...

[sighs]

-Petty Officer Coates,
do they have high-test brewing?
-Just ran out, sir.

-Can you brew some more?
-Yes, sir.

Sir, I've been collecting
messages for Colonel MacKenzie,

but she's not
on the T.A.D. board

and I'm at a loss
as to what to tell people.

She's fine.

That wasn't my question, sir.

Well, that's the answer.

Is there reason
to be concerned, Commander?

Just brew the coffee, please.

Aye, aye, sir.

[Rabb sighs]

[sighs]

[MacKenzie] "In ancient Rome,

a diamond was
a get-out-of-jail-free card.

If a criminal could smash
a diamond with a hammer
and anvil, he won his freedom.

Diamonds made the iron rebound
and the anvil split asunder."

Or so says Pliny the Elder.

So it never worked?

Pliny doesn't say.

[cell phone rings]

Hola.

Got it. Pull over here, Alvaro.

Yes, Mr. Webb-- Mr. Williams.

[Webb] And now we wait.

-Miss Cavanaugh, hello.
-Hi, Jason. Is he in?

For his fiancée, ma'am,
I think so.

-Hi.
-Hi.

I have three questions for you.
Answer them yes or no.

Okay.

Were you trying to propose to me
at the restaurant?

Yes.

And at your house?

-Yes.
-Do you have a ring?

Yes.

May I see it?

Yes.

Yes.

Say it any way you want.

Would you be interested

in spending the rest
of your life

with a grumpy sourpuss?

An old man?

Especially when you
put it that way.

[Rabb] Well, how did it go?

Bud couldn't focus.

Ended up throwing me
to the lions.

-You're kidding.
-I haven't seen him like this.

-What did he do?
-Not very much.

The appellant's attorney
was prepared,

had a solid
evidentiary approach.

He didn't go jurisdictional?

No.

I may have had something
to do with this.

Well, I... I encouraged Bud
to consider other strategies.

But Harm, the Article 31
was the main component
of their brief.

I know that, but...

Tiner came up with this
interesting jurisdictional...

You took your cue from Tiner?

Don't get upset.

Harm, I asked you to supervise,
not...

not encourage the brain farts
of a law student!

Sturgis...

Hey, I was trying to help.

-Well, you don't really believe
they're going to overturn it?
-You know what I believe?

I believe that whatever
their decision,
they'll probably all agree

I'm a lazy, uninvolved,
and mediocre attorney.

Whatever he told you, sir,
is true.

-What happened in there?
-I... I lost my concentration
and I couldn't find my way back,

so I took the easy way out
and sacrificed Commander Turner
in the process, sir.

It looked like
it worked out, though.
The Panel gave us the impression

that they weren't going
to reverse the conviction.

Did I confuse you
with my suggestions?

No. No, it's not
your fault, sir.

I had already planned
for the other strategy.

I should have been
able to act on it.

-Then why didn't you?
-I don't know.

I can walk almost
as well as I used to,

but when I get into a court,

I can't find my legs.

You know, you keep
saying that, Bud,

-you're going to start
believing it.
-I do believe it, sir.

I became stale during rehab.
I lost something.

The only thing
you've lost is your eyesight.

-I don't understand, sir.
-You know, I can't even believe

I have to say this to you
of all people.

You can't see
beyond your own nose.

Now, stop making excuses

and start paying attention.

-Hey, honey.
-Hi.

Let's get you home
and into bed, okay?

-No, it's early.
-No, no.

I think JAG will be okay
without you for a few hours.

Okay.

-Oh.
-Ow.

I got you. I got you.

You okay? Come on, sweetie.

[soft groan]

[Alvaro] He's here.

I see him, Alvaro.

Looks like he's got
eight drivers.

-Change of plan.
Stay in the car.
-You need me.

[MacKenzie groans]

[Webb] Raul.

[in Spanish] Good afternoon.

[in English]
This will do you no good.

Is something bothering you?

Yeah, my butt's sore.
Why can't you people pave

these damn roads?

She's a little cranky today,
Raul.

[Raul]
Where's what you promised me?

Alvaro?

[phone rings]

Hello.

-[Rabb] Mrs. Webb?
-Yes?

Ma'am, hello.
This is Commander Harmon Rabb.

-I met you some years back.
-I remember.

You're one of Clayton's friends.
You're in the Navy.

Yes, ma'am, that's right.

Ma'am, I hope
I'm not disturbing you,

but Clayton
is currently traveling

with an associate of mine,

Lieutenant Colonel
Sarah MacKenzie,

and I need to get ahold of her.

The Colonel left
no forwarding address?

No, ma'am, but they left
for Paraguay.

Cell phone number?

Unreachable.

Commander, I'm in no position

to reveal Clayton's whereabouts
at any time.

I have information
of a highly sensitive nature

to impart to the Colonel, ma'am.

Well, give it to me,
and if I speak to him,

I'll pass it along.

Unfortunately, I'll need

to deliver it to her
personally, ma'am.

Are you concerned
for her welfare?

If she's traveling with my son,
you ought to be.

All the more reason, then,
ma'am,

to help me get ahold of them.

Does he love this woman?

I'm sorry?

Clayton is very protective
of those he loves.

Well, I don't believe so, ma'am.

That's unfortunate.

I'm sorry, Commander.

There's nothing
I can do for you.

Take a look.

Twelve carats.

Flawless, perfect cut.

"B" color. This one's a keeper.

Eight carats.

Poor symmetry.

Included. This stone was cut
by Stevie Wonder.

What other stones have you got?

Your woman knows
her business, huh?

She has her uses.

Men come and go, Raul.

They lose their hair
or their fortunes.

Diamonds stay hard forever.

[in Farsi] We'll connect one
of the connectors to the Stinger
to make sure it works.

Then, I'll tell that to Dorsia.

[in English] You can get
half a million for the lot
in Tel Aviv, darling.

Your bodyguard seems
to have lost interest

in keeping you alive.

So, now, can you
give me any reason

why I should not kill you?

[closing theme music playing]