All language subtitles for JAG S01E04 Desert Son

Give me a radio, Corporal.

Tiger, this is Bambi.

Tiger One, go ahead, Bambi. We got you a
target in Blue Sector Alpha, over.

Bambi, Tiger One on our way.

Tiger Two, Tiger One, do you read?

Tiger One, Tiger Two, I'm reading you
three by three. Sounds like our batter's

week again, over.

Tiger Two, Tiger One, you take the
target. I'm going high to see if I can

contact them, over.

Beggar 2, roger.

Gomez, Gomez, slow down, for God's
sakes. My head is killing me.

Lieutenant hungover, sir?

No, I am not hungover.

I'm still drunk.

Yes, sir.

Kill the engine.

Oh, Gomi, I'm seeing double.

Want me to do that for you, Lieutenant?

No, I don't want the PFC to do it.

Thumper, Tiger 2, fire for effect.

Polar, direction 1, 3, Niner, distant 2,
4, 6,

down 4, 0, over.

Thumper, Tiger 1, did you copy Tiger 2,
over.

Negative, Tiger 1.

Okay, fire for effect.

Polar, direction 1, 3, Niner.

Ready!

The incident occurred at 0700 hours
yesterday morning during live fire

One of my officers screwed up. He called
in artillery on his recon team.

I got seven men in the hospital, four
critical.

Sorry, sir. Is the officer responsible?

Does not dispute the facts, Lieutenant.

Open and shut.

Sir, Lieutenant Austin and I were pulled
off an investigation and expedited here

with all due respect, General.

If it's open and shut, why the high
priority?

Either of you ever met a former
commandant of the Marine Corps? No, sir.

Well, you're about to.

The Marine second lieutenant you will
probably charge is the son of General

Thomas Williams.

That's the priority.

Wrap this up quick, lieutenants. We
don't need all the decimal points. You

round off the answers.

Sergeant Major Hollis will get you
anything you want. Take him out to the

direction center.

You'll want to start with Captain Reed.

Aye, aye, sir.

Aye, sir.

What if we don't want to start with
Captain Reed? Let's not rock the boat

Or is it Camel out here?

Ready to go, sir? Go.

Fire!

Lieutenant Williams can find a quarter,
Sergeant Major?

No, sir. He can find a bay.

Little...

choppers in the nine lieutenant one
night he had to go into a hot lc and

a marine recon team on the first run he
got his leg blown out copilot was killed

both door gunners nailed he went back
three more times alone to get everybody

out lost his leg got your button
determined marine damn determined

marine

Is the battery involved in the incident?

Correct.

And it's still firing?

Also correct. You're two for two,
Lieutenant.

Why was the area not secured, Captain?

I had the men stand down, check the
powder load, the asthma settings, and

shoe coordinates.

The coordinates were wrong.

I entered everything in the log and
signed it. By the book, Lieutenant.

By the book, Captain.

It's clear what happened.

Williams was drunk and screwed up the
coordinates.

He was drunk, sir?

That's right.

Did you request a blood alcohol test?

Nope.

Rochmelt liquor on.

Before the exercise, and you allowed him
to participate, sir?

After.

Don't you even think about blaming this
on me, Jack.

That's not our intention, sir. What is
your intention, Lieutenant?

To find the truth.

That seems self -evident to me, but then
again, I don't have a law degree.

Sounds like you'd rather have a case of
rabies, sir.

Why don't you, Jack, just listen to the
tape?

What tape?

Communications keeps a tape of all radio
traffic. Lieutenant Williams' screw -up

will be on it.

Lieutenants, I want you over at the
airfield. General Williams is arriving.

Looks like Daddy's gonna save Junior's
ass.

What do you have against Lieutenant
Williams, Kev?

I'm not here because of my daddy,
Lieutenant.

I'm here because of some recruitment
program like my sex.

I came up through the ranks, and it
galls me to see a screw -up like

an officer.

Good enough, Jack?

I don't know about good enough, but it's
clear enough.

Where is he, Larry? Waiting to be
questioned by Jack, sir.

They haven't done that yet?

No, sir. I thought it would best be
spoke to you before that happened.

Here are the investigating officers,
General, Lieutenant, Rabb, and Austin.

With me, Lieutenant.

General Butler and I... together in an
army he'd look the other way for me

without invitation which i'm sure yes
sir you're here because i told jag i

wanted an investigating team that
wouldn't go the other way commander

said you'd be the ones i won't have
anyone excusing jay or covering up for

him on my account you'll be letting me
down if you're anything other than

impartial understood lieutenants yes sir

Four is still critical, sir, but the
rest are going to make it.

I'm going back to the hospital in a
minute. I just stopped by to cheer up

and to meet you, sir.

Is he admitting his mistake?

I hope you understand it was an honest
one. Anyone could have done it. But

anyone didn't do it. Jay did.

And he accepted immediate
responsibility.

Well, that is surprising.

He's growing up, sir.

You better get back to your men.

When this mess is all cleaned up, I'd
love to have dinner with you and the

Leslie would love that, General.

Senator Boone's a first class officer.

Well on his way.

You know, he's the only one of Jay's
friends I ever approved of.

At ease, Jay.

Don't you want to say something?

Thanks for stopping by, sir.

That's it?

You look good.

How's Ma?

Sticking to your diet?

What would you like me to say, General?

Conduct your interview as if I wasn't
here.

I mean that, Lieutenant.

Aye, sir.

So what are you going to charge me with,
sir?

That hasn't been decided, Lieutenant.

We'll investigate the accident and make
a recommendation to a board of inquiry.

What will they charge me with?

Nothing, if it was an honest mistake.

Is there any other kind?

Yes, if your judgment was impaired by
alcohol.

And who said that?

We're not at liberty to say.

Well, it doesn't matter.

I kicked the last two numbers on the
distance, over and out.

Kicked?

Transposed.

I targeted the tank with a laser range
finder. When I radioed in the numbers, I

said 2 -4 -6 instead of 2 -6 -4.

That's why the shells fell short
beginning and end of story.

According to Captain Reed, he received
the coordinates from Lieutenant Boone.

The batteries were weak.

Booney... Lieutenant Boone went to
higher ground to radio in the numbers to

fire direction center.

Could he have kicked the numbers?

Yeah, he could have, but he didn't. I
did.

What about Captain Reed?

You see, Captain Reed didn't kick them
either. Because if he or Booney had, I'd

be at Semper Fi right now downing beers
with Tina.

Sounds like an enlisted man's hangout.
Well, I like to get down with my men. My

father taught me that.

Were you drunk?

Define drunk, sir.

If you were drunk, Lieutenant, it
becomes criminal negligence.

Look, I made a mistake.

Accidents will happen. Old Elvis
Costello, too. You know that one pup?

Seven Marines lying in a hospital. Is
that all you've got to say? I shouldn't

have been here, sir.

That's obvious. I didn't have a choice,
though, did I, sir?

Continue without me, Lieutenant.

Nice.

I got the wrong idea about my father.

It's actually much worse than that.

Lieutenant, that tape you requested is
ready down at communications.

Thank you, Sergeant. We archive all

communications by the hour. This tape
covers 0700 to 0800 on the 23rd when the

accident occurred.

Volume, Lieutenant.

It's all the way up, sir.

There's nothing but 60 hertz, huh?

It's been degaussed.

Erased on purpose.

Tape or no tape, my son confessed. I
don't see the point of continuing this

investigation. If for no other reason,
sir, I'd like to know who erased that

tape. It could have been a recording
malfunction.

That's happened before.

Even without the tapes, the evidence
against Jay is overwhelming.

We haven't any evidence, General. All we
have is your son's statement.

That's not enough?

General, yesterday you asked us to
remain impartial. That's what we're

sir.

Ever been placed in a situation like
this before, Lieutenant?

General? Having to defend a son against
his own father?

No, sir.

Well, you've never met a Marine like Jay
before.

You okay? I'm fine. I'm just worried
about you.

Morning,

sir.

One of my men moved off the critical
list this morning, sir.

You've been here all night?

Not going anywhere till they're all off
that list.

You look beat, Lieutenant. We can wait
until you've had a chance to freshen up.

No, sir, I'd like to get this over with.

You relayed Lieutenant Williams' firing
coordinates to the artillery.

That's right.

You're positive it was Lieutenant
Williams who transposed the coordinates?

Pretty positive.

I remember the coordinates you radioed
quite clearly.

All the firing coordinates given in the
maneuver, and you remember that

particular one?

You're a pilot, Lieutenant.

Don't you remember important numbers,
radio frequencies, headings, power

settings?

I guess I do.

We remember firing coordinates.

I don't understand.

I mean, doesn't communications have the
radio calls on tape?

Either they never recorded them or the
tape was erased.

So you can't prove that Jay did it?

Not unless he denies it.

But it seems he won't.

Well, I hope his father gives him some
credit for that.

For not lying.

For trying to act like his big brother
would.

His brother is a Marine?

Michael.

Michael was one hell of a Marine.

Decorated twice in Desert Storm.

You said it was.

Michael was killed at cop sheep.

So Jay came in to carry on the
tradition.

Did it to make his father happy.

But, uh, Jay and the Corps were not cut
out for each other.

Since you don't have a copy of that
tape, sir, I hope that Jay changes his

statement. Well, at this point, even if
he did, his career would still be over

unless we can prove someone else kicked
those numbers.

Well, that would be hard on the general.

But I think it would be the best thing
for Jake.

Which is all you care about.

He's my friend.

Sir.

You got anything else?

Not now.

Then I'll be getting back to my men.

I think he raised the tape to give
Lieutenant Williamson out.

Or to cover his kicking the numbers.

Attention on jacks.

As you were.

Sergeant Major, we asked to interview
the surviving members of the recon team

and the gun crews. Now, there should be.
Should be 22 men in all, sir.

I see six men.

Sergeant Major, what is the problem?

Operation Sandblast, sir. Captain Reed
said he could only afford a couple men

a time.

I see.

We'll start with the surviving members
of the recon patrol.

Unless they're still on exercise,
Sergeant Major.

No, sir, they're here.

Corporal Green, PFC Gomez.

Here, Sergeant Major.

See these officers quickly.

That'll be all, Sergeant Major.

Very well, sir.

Rescue Marine, follow me.

Relax, Brad.

Yes, sir.

Now, you were driving Lieutenant
Williams' Humvee during the exercise?

Yes, sir.

Was Lieutenant Williams intoxicated?

Intoxicated, sir.

Drunk, loaded, stoned, plastered,
smacked.

I don't think I'm qualified to answer
that, sir.

Are you a C lawyer, Prime?

No, sir.

You sound like one.

You were driving in the Humvee with
Lieutenant Boone during the firing

Affirmative. And you heard the
coordinates radioed by Lieutenant

relayed onto the fire control center by
Lieutenant Boone.

Affirmative. What were they? What?

Firing coordinates. What were they? I
can't say, Lieutenant.

Because you can't remember them?

Oh, I remember them, Lieutenant, but...
Captain Reed gave us specific orders

that we weren't to talk about the
accident unless he was present, sir.

You told your men to stonewall us?
Unless I was present. This is a JAG

investigation, Captain. Your presence is
not needed during questions.

For my man, I don't want... And this is
my investigation.

To run as I see fit.

You want to challenge that?

Feel free.

But I promise you, you'll end up facing
more charges than the life brigade.

Good enough, Marine.

I knew it would come to this.

Next you'll be accusing me of kicking
the numbers and erasing the tape to

it.

How did you know the tape had been
erased, sir?

Scuttlebutt moves fast in the Corps,
Lieutenant.

Did you erase the tape, sir? No,
Lieutenant, I did not, but I've got a

good idea who did.

And who would that be, Captain?

First Sergeant Hollis. Why would he
erase the tape?

He'd fallen a grenade for General Butler
and the General would do the same for

the Commandant.

They are not going to let daddy's little
boy take his medicine. We're going out

to the accident site. When we return, I
want your men standing by for

interrogation.

All your men.

You know how to get there?

I have a map, sir.

Desert tracks aren't marked like the
Washington Beltway.

I had a break in Texas, sir.

Accident site's a half a mile down the
first track beyond the free fire zone.

Free fire zone?

No one needs permission to fire into it.

Shells, rockets.

You've been bombing runs all the time
during stand -by.

Well, Mark, stay clear of him.

We'll be back in an hour.

You can read a map.

That goes into the free fire zone.

Do you think he erased that tape?

Reese, he had access, and if he kicked
those numbers modems, what he said about

Sergeant Major Hollis could be true,
too.

I'm going to send that tape to
Lieutenant Pike.

Why, sir?

They restored a tape that had been
erased on an investigation we were

on. Maybe she can do it again.

How had it been erased?

I get the record button that tells down
until the message is recorded over.

Our tape was beguiled, sir. There's no
way to resurrect that.

If there was, I'd have done it.

I wasn't implying my former partner
could do something you couldn't,

Didn't take it, then.

Something's not right, Meg.

Outside, Captain.

I'm in the middle of a fire mission.

I'll be waiting.

Deep fire!

Both drummed out of the service.

Who started it? I did, sir.

That game won't work with me, gentlemen.

If you can be called gentlemen.

I want to know what this is about.

And I want to know now.

I know I spoke. My lips were moving.

Sir. What?

I believe I can shed some light on the
incident, sir.

Then by all means do so, Lieutenant.
These two seem to be mute.

Lieutenant Rabb and I went out to
examine the accident site and entered

fire zone by mistake, sir. How in the
hell are you going to do that? Those

are marked with signs that Mr. Magoo
wouldn't miss.

The sign was missing, sir.

What? It was off to the side of the
road. Someone knocked it down, sir.

And you think Captain Reed was
responsible, Lieutenant?

The captain was reluctant to cooperate
with the investigation and he directed

to the accident site, sir.

Is that true, Captain?

You've been dragging your feet on this
investigation?

Sir. We're in the middle of Operation
Sandglass. My men and I don't have time

chat with Navy Jags when the officer at
fault has admitted it, sir.

Do either of you gentlemen wish to
prefer charges?

No, sir.

Well, I may.

In the meantime, you, Captain Reed, will
give Lieutenant Rabb's investigation

your full cooperation.

Yes, sir. And you, Lieutenant Rabb...

will complete your investigation without
assaulting officers who you view as

obstructionists. Yes, sir.

Dismissed, Captain.

Aye, aye, sir.

At ease.

Captain Reed came up the hard way,
through the ranks.

He may be thick -headed, but I can
promise you he did not remove that sign.

It's not his style.

Now, who else knew you were going out
there?

Everyone knew we'd visit the accident
site at some point in the investigation,

sir. I do not like this, Lieutenant.

Too many accidents.

You have enough accidents, they're not
accidents.

I agree, General.

Are you coming on your investigation?

Just beginning, General. We have to
interview the witnesses, check the logs,

visit the accident site, sir.

Do it all by 1400 tomorrow.

Sir. Lieutenant, I cannot tell you what
to do with your investigation, but I

sure as hell can convene a board of
inquiry when I want to.

These accidents are going to stop.

General Williams' pain is going to stop.

And all by 1400 tomorrow.

Understood?

Yes, sir.

Dismissed.

Thanks, sir, to maybe... Ma 'am.

What's up?

A long shot, sir, but I might be able to
retrieve the radio communications

erased from the tape.

Well, I suggested sending the tape to
Kate earlier. You said... I said it

couldn't be done. I know, sir.

And Lieutenant Pike couldn't do it.

But you can.

Maybe, sir.

But I have to plead Article 5 of the
Code of Conduct.

Name, weight, serial number, and date of
birth?

It's the closest thing to a I can't tell
you how I'm going to do it article,

sir.

Oh, and I'll need the Humvee for an
hour, sir.

Thank you.

Hi, Ollie.

Meg, how's Jack?

Challenging. I'm investigating a
friendly fire accident at 29 Palm.

I heard about that.

Yeah, a tape of the radio calls from the
morning of the accident would have

cleared things up, but it seems to have
been a race.

By the bad guy, no doubt?

I'm not sure.

Anyway, I remember someone once telling
me about a satellite that records all

radio communications 24 hours a day.
That someone sounds like a security risk

me, Meg. And computers that can pick out
keywords in a matter of seconds.

And you want someone to find your
missing radio calls and make you a tape.

Uh -huh.

How important is this, Meg?

Well, it depends on your point of view,
Ollie. A couple of marine careers at

stake. And the truth.

I'd need to know exactly what time this
thing happened.

Shortly after 0700 hours on the 23rd,
call signs are tagger one, tagger two.

Why me, Meg?

You're the one Dad would have turned to.

I still miss him.

Me too.

I'll do what I can do.

Thanks.

I don't know if it was a hangover, sir.

He had a headache. We all get those in
the heat.

Do you remember the coordinates you
radioed to Lieutenant Boone?

Sort of, sir. I was half listening.

Well, sort of. Give me what you
remember.

Direction was 139.

I do remember that. As far as distance,
I don't know if it was 246 or 264.

The difference is what got those men
shelled.

I know that, sir.

How is it Corporal Green remembers the
coordinates, but you don't?

That's why he made corporal, and I'm
still a PFC, sir.

He pays better attention than I do.

Were you with the Semper Fi the night
before the accident?

Yes, sir.

Was Lieutenant Williams drunk?

I couldn't swear to that, sir.

I mean, he was having fun, dancing on
the tables with Tina, throwing beer

bottles, that kind of stuff.

His usual antics.

Yes, sir.

This Tina, is his girlfriend?

I'd say so. I mean, he's there every
night with her.

If anyone could tell you if you were
drunk, it'd have to be her.

and the track's ready for tonight.

So, what can I do for you?

I'm Lieutenant Rabb. I have a few
questions about a lieutenant.

Williams, yeah, I've been expecting you.

You're attending bar Tuesday night?

Uh -huh, and DJing and waitressing and
singing, which is what I really want to

be doing, but that's a whole other
story.

Nice eye.

Oh, yeah, well, that's a whole other
story, too.

Do you remember how much alcohol you
served Jay that night?

Probably a dozen pitchers.

What? Out of which he drank about two
glasses. His buddies drank the rest.

See, there's something about Jay you
just got to understand.

He wants to be one of the guys.

Act crazy, act drunk.

But he was as sober as you are when he
went back to 29 Stumps.

I'll swear to it.

Hey, well, I might believe you if you
weren't his girlfriend.

Oh, yeah.

I wish.

No, I think Jay's a great guy.

Nobody gives him a chance, especially
his old man.

Jay would do anything to push his
button.

Tina is a bimbo who likes the tips I
give her. And no, I'm not trying to get

back at my father. I made a mistake. I'm
willing to admit it and take my

punishment. So why the hell won't anyone
accept that? A lot of people can't. I'm

the one who can't. Because you've never
accepted responsibility for anything in

your life.

Lieutenant Austin.

You were accused of cheating in college.
Somehow you avoided punishment, but

your roommate was expelled.

Well, he was the one cheating.

You were arrested for a DUI accident,
but in court the girl that you were with

swore that she was driving.

She was driving. I don't believe you,
Lieutenant.

I don't believe you've ever accepted
responsibility for your mistakes. That's

why I'm troubled you're starting now.

Well, maybe the Corps made a man out of
me, sir.

How's you work, people?

Great news, huh, Jay? Yeah.

The tape of our radio calls was erased.

Didn't they tell you?

No.

You don't have to do this, Jay.

Yes, he does.

General, Captain Reid or I could have
kicked those coordinates.

Some officers are not capable of making
that kind of mistake, Lieutenant.

Yourself included.

Jay, on the other hand... Thanks for the
support, Dad.

It's the kind of mistake you've been
making all your life, Jay. You're not

like... Say it.

Come on, say it.

Not like Mike.

Mike wouldn't have kicked the numbers,
would he, Dad?

And if he had, he would have reached up
in the sky and caught those shells with

his bare hands. Well, I'm not Mike.

Mike wasn't even Mike, not the way you
glorify him.

He dropped that pass against Army, Dad.

He didn't finish tops in his class, Dad.
Hell, he didn't even win a button.

Jay, I know you have your good points,
but...

Name one. Jake, don't. No, let him name
one thing that I've done that he's proud

of. You joined the Corps.

I joined the Corps the day I was born,
only I didn't have a choice, did I?

Sorry to interrupt.

Sir, Naval Hospital called.

That recon team leader, Staff Sergeant
Paxton?

He just died.

Thank you, Sergeant.

I'm going to recommend you be charged
with manslaughter, Lieutenant.

I want to retract my statement,
Lieutenant.

That won't change my recommendation.

It will once you hear the tape.

It wasn't erased.

I switched the labels with a blank one.

The tape of the radio calls is in the
comm room.

Thumper, tag or two?

Fire for effect.

Polar.

Direction. One. Three.

Niner. Distance. Two. Six.

Four. Down four zero.

Over.

Bumper. Tiger one.

Did you copy? Tiger two. Over.

Negative. Tiger one.

Okay. Fire for effect.

Polar. Direction. One.

Three. Niner.

Distance. Two. Four. Six.

Down four zero.

Over. I kicked the numbers.

I thought I could cover for you.

But they're gonna charge me with
manslaughter because they think I was

I can't.

I'm sorry, buddy.

Even if Lieutenant Williams' motives
were apparently honorable, sir,

confiscating and withholding evidence
from a JAG investigation is a court

martial offense, sir. He could receive a
letter of reprimand or even be

dismissed from the Corps.

If you charge him, you could leave the
disposition of this matter in my hands.

Article 15.

Lieutenant Williams has to accept it,
sir.

The lieutenant accepts Article 15 from
the general, sir. Article 15 is a non

-appealable venue, Lieutenant.

Whatever punishment General Butler deems
appropriate, you will serve.

Understood, sir.

Then I leave Lieutenant Williams'
punishment in your hands, General.

Thank you, Lieutenant Rabb.

Can I put him on bread and water?

Only for a board sip, sir.

Lieutenant Williams.

Sir. Do you admit withholding evidence
from an accident investigation?

Yes, sir.

What do you have to say in defense of
your actions, Lieutenant?

I was only doing what I thought was best
for the Corps, sir.

Explain yourself, Lieutenant.

Lieutenant Boone is an excellent
officer, sir.

I knew his error would be entered in his
record and limit... perhaps even end

his career.

The same thing could happen to you. I
don't intend on making a career out of

Corps, sir. I know my limitations.

I thought it better me than him.

Sir.

Lieutenant Williams, since you have
admitted your guilt...

You're restricted to this duty base for
one month. You will forfeit all pay and

allowances for one month. And in
addition to your regular duties, you

20 hours a week working with a range
safety officer until otherwise notified.

Is your punishment clear?

Yes, sir.

Dismissed.

Aye, aye, sir.

I'm sorry, sir. I let you down.

You were in the wrong. There's no
question about it.

No, sir.

But your heart was in the right place.

I'm proud of you, son.

Thank you, sir.

Come on, Jane.

Can't say I'll be sorry to see you go,
Lieutenant.

We understand, sir.

We're wrapping up Operation Sandblast at
1300.

If you've never seen a Desert Armored
assault, this is your chance.

Thank you, sir. That sounds interesting.

And loud.

Wear your earplugs.

What's wrong?

Same thing that's been wrong from the
start.

Fire for effect.

Polar. Direction. One. Three.

Niner. Distance. Two.

Six. I don't like it either, Harm, but
it's clear who took the numbers.

Something's not right. Tiger One.

Did you copy Tiger Two? Over.

Negative, Tiger One. What's wrong is the
good guy messed up and the jerk didn't.

So if you don't need me, sir, I have a
call to make.

Aren't you a friend who's going nuts
trying to restore tape with nothing on

We have a tape, sir.

Come on, Lieutenant. I know you made a
copy of the tape. We thought it was

erased and sent it to someone.

Friendly fire. Friendly fire. Emergency
vehicle. That's it.

This tape's a copy.

How can you tell? There's hiss on it.

All this recording equipment here is
digital. No hiss.

Someone altered it.

Tina. She had Tina alter the tape on an
analog recorder.

All she had to switch was two digits, 4
-6 to 6 -4.

But when she laid it back on dat tape,
it picked up the analog tape hiss.

Lieutenant.

Yes, sir.

Everything in here is dat, right?

Yes, sir.

There's hiss on that tape.

Oh, we get a bad one every now and then.

With hiss on it?

Yeah. I've heard them whistle.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Yes, sir.

He had Tina Holt in that tape.

But we're going to have a hell of a time
proving it.

Maybe not, sir.

There's no way your mystery man can
restore something that's on the wrong

And who said anything about restoring a
tape?

How else?

There are more things in heaven and
earth for Raphael than are dreamt of in

philosophy.

Especially in heaven.

Wait here, sir.

Hi, Ollie.

Hi, Meg.

Who's your friend?

That's my partner.

Did you get it?

Got it.

Friend's going to think that I'm a
boyfriend.

That's the idea.

Just like your dad, Meg.

Semper Fi.

I'm not even gonna... Ask what, sir?

Lieutenant.

They'll eat at you the rest of your
life. Fire coordinates, sir.

Or you can learn from it.

Those men can't learn from it, sir.

Fire!

No, they can't.

But you can.

And I think it could make you better
off.

Sir, with this accident on my record,
I'll never make higher than captain.

Sorry, sir, I didn't know. Nothing wrong
with being a Marine captain, Boone. I'm

damn proud of it.

Fire!

Jim Reed, where's Lieutenant Williams?

Spotting, up front. I need to get to
him.

What? To arrest him.

You didn't kick those numbers,
Lieutenant Boone. He did.

I know.

But the tape... He'll do.

Lieutenant, take these officers to
Lieutenant Wade. Aye, aye, sir.

Fire!

Oh, dandy.

How's that for nailing them, Gomez?

On the numbers, Lieutenant.

No, I never would have thought it.

What's that, Lieutenant?

Arrange better sober than drunk.

Heya, boonie. Son of a bitch!

You! You kicked those numbers!

What are you talking about?

I didn't do!

Number. Tag or two.

Fire for effect.

Polar. Direction. One. Three.

Niner. Distance.

Lieutenant Williams, I'm placing you
under arrest for suppressing evidence,

being drunk on duty, and negligent
homicide.

Look, I didn't mean to lay it on you,
man, but better you than me, right?

You're going to Leavenworth, Lieutenant,
for 15 years.

No way.

There's nowhere to go, Jay.

The hell there isn't.

I'm not going to let you run, Jay. Not
this time.

Don't do it, Bunny. I'll shoot you. Jay,
don't.

Give me a first aid kit.

I am not going to go back and face my
old man. Not when Mexico is this close.

You'll never make it. Watch me.

Radio for a helicopter. We've got to get
him to a hospital.

Well,

looks like they're going to have to
drive you there now, Booney.

Lieutenant, get moving.

Come on, Lieutenant.

Hey, Gomez, tell Gina I'll see her in
Mexico.

Thank you.

Lieutenant Rabinoff, reporting as
ordered, sir.

With me, Lieutenant.

At ease, Lieutenant.

Well, the surgeon says that Lieutenant
Boone will be fit for duty in a month or

two. That's good news, sir. Damn good
news. He's a fine officer.

And that baby that Leslie's carrying is
a boy.

They tell me they're going to name him
after my first son, Mike.

That's nice, sir.

Yes, it's very nice.

It seems everyone's trying to soften the
blow.

But I don't want you to.

Sir?

General Butler's trying to tell me that
Jay was so upset at what he did, he

drove into the fire zone and tried to
commit suicide.

I think he was just trying to get away
again.

You're right, sir.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

That's all I wanted to know.

Sir. Before he died, Lieutenant Williams
asked me to tell you he was sorry.

Doesn't sound like Jay.

He was dying, sir.

He didn't say that, did he?

That's the way I heard it.