All language subtitles for JAG S02E09 Washington Holiday

On the guard, up your head.

Three,

two, one.

Go down your head.

Smile your head.

Thank you. They're beautiful.

Give them to Georg.

Where's Georg?

Two steps behind you at all times.

I light this eternal flame to honor
those who died fighting to preserve

Following in his father's footsteps as a
naval aviator, Lieutenant Commander

Harmon Rabb, Jr. suffered a crash while
landing his Tomcat on a storm -tossed

carrier at sea.

Diagnosed with night blindness, harm
transferred to the Navy's Judge Advocate

General Corps, which investigates,
defends, and prosecutes the law of the

There, with fellow JAG lawyer Major
Sarah McKenzie, he now fights in and out

the courtroom with the same daring and
tenacity that made him a top gun in the

air.

Princess Alexandra is the daughter of
the Romanian king.

Her bodyguard was assassinated in
Brussels two days ago.

The killing was a warning.

If the king goes through with his plans
to petition NATO for admission, his

daughter will be assassinated.

Do they know who's behind this? A group
of hardline extremists longing for the

good old days of the hammer and sickle.

Look, the king and his daughter are only
here for 72 hours.

During that time, she'll be attending
numerous official functions.

In a significant political gesture, an
American naval officer has been chosen

be her escort.

An American naval officer?

You. To be precise.

Admiral. Respectfully.

I'm a lawyer. And a naval officer who
has been chosen for escort duty by the

Secretary of the Navy.

Sir, she should have Secret Service
protection. Those guys are trained for

sort of thing.

She will, Commander.

This is her itinerary.

There's a dinner party at Senator
Franklin's house tonight, a tour of

tomorrow, and on Saturday, the NATO
ball, where her father hopefully will

announce that he wants his country to
join NATO.

The Secret Service limo will pick you up
at 1700 Sharp.

Try not to be late.

Why are you saying this?

Not if you're smart.

Excuse me.

I'm instant, Sam. I'm looking for
Lieutenant Robert.

Oh, the lieutenant is in conference
right now. Is he expecting you?

I wanted to surprise him.

Well, don't you find that most things
surprise, bud?

I guess so.

Sir? Commander? Sir?

Harriet, hey.

Hi.

You're a long way from the Seahawk. Yes,
sir.

Reassigned. Norfolk.

Oh, Bud didn't mention you were coming.
The lieutenant doesn't know, sir.

Oh, well, well.

Bud, do you have that Phillips file?

Mr. Roberts?

Yes, sir.

Where are you?

In St. Simms.

Get off your knees, bud.

Get there.

You look wonderful, Harriet.

Thank you, ma 'am.

Commander, may I speak with you?

I was reassigned to

Norfolk.

I'm the assistant to the public
information officer.

That's... Great.

Well, since I'm the new kid in porn, I
thought maybe you could, you know, give

me a few tips to keep me from falling
all over myself.

You know how I value your experience,
sir.

Well, you know, I'm always very glad to
help.

Well, when awkwardness goes to $40 a
barrel, I want the drilling rights to

head. Come on, Harm. It just takes him a
while to get warmed up.

Warmed up?

Love isn't baseball, Meg.

How would you know?

Oh, hey, let me give you a hand.

Interest, wife? I don't think so. I
couldn't afford the cleaning, though.

Megan O 'Hara.

Arm wrap.

I know. Read your name in the mailbox.

The Navy must be paying you more than I
thought if limo's for you.

Government issue.

Don't tell me you're a protocol officer.

Well, it's temporary.

Most days I'm a lawyer with JAG. You?

Reporter. You're looking at the Post's
newest columnist.

Politics? I wish.

It's more of a lifestyle thing. Best
imported mustard, best hand car wash for

the decorate on a budget, that sort of
thing.

Decorating? I could probably use your
help upstairs.

I think I might be overdoing it a
little.

We're on a schedule here, Commander.

Duty calls.

When you get off duty, I'd be glad to
give you that hand in exchange for

Well, hey, I'd like that.

But I gotta warn you, it's a work in
progress.

Isn't everything?

Andrew, don't mind me asking.

When you meet a guy and he asks you out,
well, which one...

How do you know who... What works?

Well, why not ask Commander Rob?

I'd rather ask you, ma 'am. See, you're
really pretty, and don't take offense,

but I notice that you don't go out a
lot.

You have a unique way with a compliment,
bud.

No, no, no. I didn't mean to imply that
you can't get a date. I just figured

that you don't go out much because
you're really, really choosy.

Let's just hope that's really, really
true.

That's what I wanted to find out, to
find out what works with you.

A reckless sense of humor.

Jokes? There's nothing more interesting
than a man who finds the world amusing,

bud. Someone who doesn't take himself
seriously.

Someone who makes it all fun.

The only problem is I never say anything
funny unless it's by accident.

Oh, God.

Tell me you asked Harriet out.

No, ma 'am.

It's just that I was so worried about
saying the wrong thing that I couldn't

find the words.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but the last
time you saw Ensign Sims, she kissed

I thought that was just gratitude.

Ah, Commander.

Lieutenant Commander Rapp.

You're late.

My apologies, Your Majesty.

I thought the commander would be
somewhat older.

Let me assure you, Your Majesty, the
commander is perfect for the job,

his tardiness.

Minister Kepes? Commander Rapp.

The minister is paving the way for King
Yosef's return.

Actually, Vatan has been spending his
time helping my daughter make what has

proven to be a rather difficult
transition.

Well, it's hard to be regal when people
are shooting at you, Father.

Hopefully, now that we are guests of the
United States, such a tragedy will not

be repeated. I can assure you it won't,
Your Majesty.

My dear, may I present Commander Raab.

Commander, the Prince of Alexandria.

Your Highness.

Commander, your pleasant surprise.

And how is that, Your Highness?

Well, usually Minister Capish arranges
for someone much older and quite

unattractive.

Shall we go?

I assure you, he's not what he looks
like.

Yes, that's what I was just telling the
senator.

The White House is the people's house.

The Lincoln bedroom should not be put up
for sale to the highest bidder.

Well, I wouldn't know anything about
that, ma 'am. Oh, of course you do,

Commander. You're just too damn polite
to agree with me.

Well... Don't you think you should take
it a little easier on us?

Not when I'm born to death.

Besides, I like champagne.

Well, let's hope champagne likes you.

I love you.

She's beautiful, isn't she?

Quite beautiful, Senator.

You know, she turned me down three
times, and finally I offered her the

and she said yes.

Sounds like you were confusing courtship
with campaign promises, Senator.

No, if you'll excuse me, I'll go powder
my nose with your wife.

That is a proper euphemism, isn't it?

What do you think she meant by that,
Commander?

That she had to go to the bathroom, and
so do I, sir. If you'll excuse me,

Senator. Sure.

Did you lose something, Commander?

She's in the powder room.

She told me to give you her clothes and
went out the window.

New club.

Flyer in her purse. Let's hope she's
here.

Then.

We'll get her.

Hey, you want to keep this low profile,
right? She gets one look at you guys and

she's out of there.

On the other hand, she likes me.

Think it's a uniform?

Hey, didn't you use to be with the
village people?

Your Highness.

Prince Charming.

Where's Frickin' Sutton? You're not safe
here.

You're beautiful.

We're leaving, Your Highness.

No, you are.

So cool. Just like the officer in the
jail room.

Give us a smile, please.

Right away.

Right this way. I'm about to be famous,
Amanda.

Here we go, please.

One more.

Thank you. Nice to see you keeping a low
profile.

You know, I hate the paparazzi.

Last year, one snuck into my room and
photographed my panties.

Do you want to know why?

You better ride in the back with us.

Come in, Commander. Do come in.

Unlike Minister Kefesh and Mr. Webb, I'm
just grateful you found a lecter and

you were able to bring her home with
you. Well, I really didn't give her

Your Majesty.

Do sit down.

You see, Commander, Alexandra needs a
firm hand. She's already been thrown out

of three Swiss boarding schools, and
last spring she even tried to elope with

her bodyguard.

Some people feel that I've failed in my
duties as a father.

I'm sure you did the best job you could,
Your Majesty.

I tried.

But her mother died.

One second.

Oh, may I, Your Majesty? I do not need
you to pour my brandy, Mr. Webb, in

to get me to join NATO.

I'm simply trying to be of service, Your
Majesty.

No hesitation in joining NATO. In fact,
I'm more than willing to explore the

possibility of putting an American naval
base on the Black Sea.

That's wonderful, Your Majesty.

But there are hardliners at home who
threaten to murder the princess if I do

either.

What would you do, Commander?

Well, I... Thank God I don't have to
make that decision, Your Majesty.

For the moment, assume that you did.

You were reinstated to the throne, Your
Majesty, by the people of your country.

With that power comes obligation, duty,
and, unfortunately, risk.

If you can't live with the risk, then
you should not be king.

Please, Mr. Webb.

The commander may be blunt, but he's
absolutely correct.

You don't tell a king to give up the
throne, for God's sake. I didn't say

He's going to join NATO, give us a naval
base, and you told him to get out of

the kitchen if he couldn't stay in the
heat. What would you have told him,

That we could protect the princess, and
we can.

Interpol agents have picked up the
Brooklyn shooter.

He's being debriefed as we speak.

Once we break up who's behind this, the
danger will be no greater than it is for

any other national leader.

And until then? We take no chances.

I'm changing her itinerary.

You pick the princess up at 0900
tomorrow.

Instead of a tour of Washington, take
her to Norfolk.

Show her a big ship. Girls like that.
Whose idea was this?

Mine. You don't like it?

No, I like it fine.

That's why I wondered whose idea it was.

Bud,

what are you doing here?

What do you think about dinner?

It's a meal I usually enjoy, especially
when I can share it with somebody else.

Oh, I know. I hate to eat alone.

Maybe you should have dinner sometime
with me.

Would that be okay?

I think I can manage that, yeah.

Great.

Eight o 'clock.

Tomorrow night, the tours.

The tours.

Sounds nice.

Okay.

Stand there.

Okay.

Good night.

Night.

20 % on the tip.

Whoa, hey, are you still at it? I
figured you'd be sacked out after a day

lugging boxes.

I'm going for coffee. I won't survive in
the morning without it.

You could have borrowed some from me.

I thought you might have company.

Like I said, tonight I was on duty.

Up now?

Up now.

I told you, work in progress.

Yeah, but what you do with the place is
wonderful.

Milk? Sugar?

I'll take a black.

Do you have any before photos?

Of this place before I moved in? Yeah.
No.

Probably looked a lot like yours,
though.

That is a great idea.

I could take pictures of my place and
use it for yours.

I'd just have to watch the up angles to
avoid the rafters.

For what?

A Sunday layout in the post.

This place is not going to be done for
quite some time, Megan.

I'll be around.

Thanks for the coffee.

Hey, this one neighbors are for.

Just coffee?

It's so big.

Well, not when you're trying to land at
night in the black.

So dangerous.

It has its moments, Your Highness.

I hate it when you call me Your
Highness. Call me Alexei.

Very well, Alexei.

That's better. Harm?

How do you know my name is Harm?

Just shorten it?

I heard Mr. Webb call you Harm last
night.

When he was so upset at your speaking so
frankly to my father.

You were eavesdropping.

Attention on deck.

Hello.

Yes, you are.

I've been eavesdropping ever since I was
five.

How else can one learn to rule, huh?

You don't act like someone who wants to
rule.

That's because I don't have to yet, and
I hope I never do.

But reality says that one day when my
father is gone, I'll be queen.

Not if he gives up the throne.

He can't do that.

Our country needs him.

Besides, if he did that, we wouldn't
join NATO.

And you wouldn't get your naval base.

Are you full of surprises, Alexei? Good.

Royalty should never be predictable.

Will you be at the ball tomorrow?

Yes. Well, then I insist on the first
dance.

And the last.

When royalty commands, I obey.

Oh, good.

Princess, will you get inside, please?

That really isn't a very good idea.

Well, I thought it was a damn good idea.

Too bad I didn't think of it.

Whoa! Hey!

Oh, bud!

I'm late.

I'm late.

For a very important date.

Ma 'am. Thank you. I'll be right back
with the limelight. Hi. Great.

Deadman.

It's the Sims.

Lieutenant Knox.

What are you doing here?

Getting stood up.

Stupid man.

Why don't you let me buy you a drink?

All right.

Actually, I know this place right over
here.

It's really good.

Thanks, Les.

Evening, ma 'am. I went to the tourist
and you weren't there.

I had a drink with Lieutenant Knox.

I had a flat on a deserted bridge and I
had no spare.

It's okay, sir.

I'm sorry, I couldn't call.

I understand, sir.

You're angry with me, aren't you?

I have tickets to the NATO ball.

It's kind of a big deal.

Lieutenant Knox just asked me.

Good night.

Good

night.

Sorry about the noise.

Guess I'm not used to having a
downstairs neighbor.

Alexi? What happened to your hair?

I was a pee.

Capish wears it on the weekends.

What are you doing here?

I came to spend the night.

Where's Agent Culp?

Oh, I don't know. He's probably in bed
fantasizing he's Clint Eastwood.

Do you have any wine?

You're going home right now.

I can't.

Why not?

Well, I just can't.

What did you do, Alexei?

Well, it's not so much what I did, but
what I heard.

Minister Kepes told father that he
believes someone on the royal staff is

the hardliners.

Yeah, they could slit my throat while I
sleep.

Minister Kepes said this?

Well, not exactly, but I'm really not
safe at the residence.

Oh, but you're safe crossing half of
Washington in the middle of the night?

Probably not.

But I'm already here. You're going
straight home. No.

No one saw me sneak out.

Besides, if you take me back now, Father
will lock me in the tower forever.

Your residence doesn't have a tower.

It does in Romania.

Oh, come on, hon. Let me stay, please.

I'm safer with you.

You know, even Father thinks so.

He said you're the first man that he
felt safe to leave me with.

Your father said this?

Oh, yeah.

I can be myself with you, just like
this.

Maybe for the last time in my life.

In the shower.

Come on, Rad. While you're here, your
Corvette's in the garage and your

on.

Turn the light off.

Where's the switch?

What took you so long? I was in the

bathroom.

With a hammer?

What do you want, Clay?

She's gone.

Slipped past security sometime in the
last hour.

The princess?

No, Chelsea Clinton. Of course the
princess!

What was that?

Pigeons.

Pigeons? It's mating season.

Sex is a full contact sport if you're a
pigeon.

Have you got any aspirin?

In the bathroom.

I'll get it.

She may be a spoiled kid, but she's not
stupid.

I mean, she's probably fine and she'll
be back before you know it. If she left

of her own free will.

The assassin they're interrogating in
Brussels has said enough to lead us to

believe that they have planted someone
in the royal entourage.

I know.

How do you know?

Alexei told me earlier that Minister
Kepesh...

Suspected one of the hardliners on their
staff. Kepes is trying to talk the king

into skipping the ball and going home.

He believes the princess doesn't stand a
chance otherwise.

Princess?

Sorry.

I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I was just
returning the coffee. The door was open.

Megan O 'Hara, I'd like you to meet
Clayton Webb, who was just leaving.

How much did you hear? Clay, anything
you heard is classified.

Is that the same as off the record?

Oh, God.

You're a reporter.

Don't say another word, Macon.

Or Clayton will have you incarcerated in
the name of national security.

I'm just a downstairs neighbor who
didn't hear a thing. Good.

If the print... If she contacts you,
you'll be my first call.

She's blown the gilded cage, hasn't she?

Thanks for bringing back the coffee.

I smell a story.

You smell coffee.

You keep this up and Webb will really
make sure you disappear for a couple of

days. Until the Romanian princess goes
back to Romania.

Are you deaf?

No, I'm a reporter.

Or I was trained to be one.

I just took the Halloween skig to get on
to the post.

Press passes to the NATO ball are
scarcer than Cuban cigars.

The post only got one. It went to the
political editor.

How unusual.

He's older than dirt and will be asleep
by the second walls.

How about getting me a pass?

Sorry, no can do.

I promise to be a great neighbor, never
complain about the... I said no, Megan.

Guess I'm destined to columns in high
-shop garage sales.

You know, it can be hard.

For what?

For not doing what most men would have
done for a pretty paparazzi.

Megan is not paparazzi. She writes a
homemaker column for the Sunday Post.

Well, most men I've known would have
given her anything she wanted.

You've known the wrong kind of men.

Yes, I have.

No, no.

Because you're... What?

Too young.

Yeah, you're too young.

I don't believe you. There has to be
another reason.

There is.

What?

Your assignment, Princess.

I am to you.

Yes.

Well, my apologies, Commander. You can
take me home now.

I said you may take me home.

Good morning, Lieutenant.

Everything okay?

Why? Because I look like something that
died underneath the front porch?

You have a wicked sense of humor,
Lieutenant.

Do you, uh, dance?

Doesn't everyone?

Not exactly.

It's like this dance tonight, the... The
NATO ball.

I want to go, but I just... But you
don't have a date.

No.

Well, you do now.

Excuse me, ma 'am.

Looks like I'm going to the NATO ball.

Ensign Sims?

Ensign Nestor.

How the hell did that happen?

I'm not exactly sure.

If you announce an alliance with NATO
tonight, Princess Alexander will die.

It was found on the fax machine just a
few moments ago, sir.

We cannot go through with this, Father.

Nothing is worth losing or exiting.

Our country needs you, Your Majesty.

But you have to follow your heart.

My heart says to protect my daughter.

Perhaps you could delay your
announcement, even...

Rethink the wisdom of joining NATO.

Our country needs NATO for protection.

The trade will open it up to.

But if I lose Alexei... My apologies,
Your Majesty, but there's no time for

diplomacy. How dare you? How dare you,
sir?

It took 56 hours, but the assassin in
Brussels finally named names.

And at the top of the list were Novak
and Minister Kepes.

That's a lie.

Your Majesty, how can you possibly
believe the lies of a woman tortured by

Belgian police?

How did you know the assassin was a
woman, Minister?

They didn't even tell me that until an
hour ago.

You've known her since she was a child.

A spoiled child who wallows in champagne
and caviar while our people starve.

They starved under the hard line. Not
me. I am changing that for our people.

By selling her to the Americans.

I warn you, Joseph, you make that
announcement tonight and Alexei will be

by sunup.

Get these men out of my sight.

By sunup, Joseph.

By sunup.

I know this is like dancing

with your sister, but you could just
pretend it's fun.

Mac, I don't think of you as a sister.

You don't? No, I don't.

Well, we should kick your game plan into
gear soon, because after the king and

princess arrive, we both need to be
alert.

Security everywhere, huh?

Well, it never hurts to have more right.

Major

McKenzie,

I'd like to introduce you to...

Lieutenant Nock. Very pleased to meet
you, Major.

Very pleased. How nice.

Yes, ma 'am. I'm a great admirer of your
legal prowess.

Oh, anyone who's an admirer of my legal
prowess, I have to doubt.

If Harriet doesn't mind.

Well, she doesn't.

Do you, Harriet?

Of course not.

Enrique! Tell me, what's wrong?

He's coming.

Bud? Answer Nester?

Having a good time?

Oh, yes, sir.

Where's the champagne?

Champagne? Why, thank you, Lieutenant.
That would be lovely.

Dance?

Well, that would be even lovelier.

How's your life in Norfolk?

Do you really care, sir?

Of course I care, Harriet.

Why are you here with Ensign Nestor?

That was an accident.

You can't ask me out on purpose, but you
can ask her out by accident?

You were mad at me, and she laughed at
one of my jokes.

I think it was a joke.

You know what worried me, Buzz?

I'm starting to understand what you're
saying.

Harriet, I'm really, really glad you're
here in Washington.

When I saw you at JAG, it was like
eating Mexican food. You know how your

gets all tingly and you can't catch your
breath because your whole body feels

like it's on fire?

I've been waiting for you to say that.

Dan?

But I'd sure like to try.

Do you know Ensign Nestor?

No, but I'd like to.

Would you like to dance?

Love to.

How'd you know he'd go for it?

I didn't.

But I knew he'd go for the dress.

We're in good spirits.

Any word on the assassin?

There is no assassin.

That was with Kepesh's last -ditch
effort to keep the king from announcing

intentions with NATO.

Will he do it?

I hope so.

It would be a big night for the United
States.

And you?

That goes without saying, Major.

Ladies and gentlemen, we are most
grateful for the warm -hearted welcome

you have extended to us.

And we would like to express our
gratitude to the United States for the

honor that it has bestowed upon our
country. It has taken 50 years for

to move out from under the shadow of
domination into the sunlight of free

nations.

To accomplish this, we welcome the help
of freedom -loving nations everywhere.

Thank you.

Father.

I can't, Alexei. I will not risk losing
you.

You'll have to forgive me if I'm
nervous, but I'm still new at speaking

public.

It is a skill that I intend to master,
starting now.

She's going to do it. I have the honor
of announcing that tomorrow the king

petition for Romanian membership into
NATO.

Yes.

Do you remember the first words that I
said to you, Commander?

Yes, sir. I believe you wanted somebody
older. I was afraid that you would

succumb to my daughter's charms and
forget your duty.

A valid fear, Your Majesty.

Fortunately, the princess always
remembered her duty. Yes, the princess

found herself.

That was a hell of a shot.

Hell of a shot. That's why I got the
gold medal and got the silver.

Absolutely, sir. I would be more than
happy to show you around, Jack. I had an

opportunity to visit your country in 94.

Perhaps you could visit it again. On one
of our warships.

We start with the supply ship. Mr. Webb
bearing gifts is more polite than

bearing arms. Excellent idea.

Absolutely smashing.

That's very funny.

You've been up in an all -night diner
eating cheeseburgers and onion rings.

My kind of place.

And then you took her home.

Yes, ma 'am. And?

Red light, Major.

Excuse me, if you'd think a man to rest.

He's probably having a cigar in his
pocket.

Thank you.

Our people have been fed so much
propaganda over the years that providing

American naval base will not be easy.

No, Princess, I imagine not.

There are many details that will have to
be worked out before one of your ships

can even visit us.

Well, I'm sure Mr. Webb will be most
accommodating.

He already has been.

I've requested that you be on the
American delegation as legal

and Mr. Webb agreed.

It would be an honor, Princess.

As it will, Commander.