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How many naval legal service offices are there in the world, Papa?

Fifteen. Ah, and of those fifteen, how did you decide to visit the office in

Gaeta for your inspection?

Hadn't been here in a while.

Are you aware, Admiral, that your only daughter lives in Milano, a city which

can be reached from Gaeta in three hours on the autostrada?

What do they call it when a witness does not answer the question, Papa?

Non -responsive, daughter. Non -responsive. This is what you are, Papa.

non -responsive.

We both know that you arranged this inspection to visit me. Harman Mack are

for a court -martial. Oh, really?

An American Navy warrant officer named Ray Dillard stole five Stinger missiles

to sell to Afghanistan.

It's a case with profound diplomatic implications.

I like your hair.

This will just take a minute.

What ship are you from, sailor?

Show me an ID card.

Is there any word of my daughter?

No, sir.

We found the VW van abandoned six blocks from here.

Three eyewitnesses saw the kidnappers get out of the van with the girl.

They got into a burnt orange Mercedes with a dent in the left front bumper and

they drove away.

Was Francesca hurt?

She did not seem to be. Thank God.

Perhaps the men who took her were American sailors with a grudge against

.S. No, no, no. They weren't Americans and they weren't sailors.

Wrong shoes, wrong haircuts, no IDs. They knew who we were and how I'd react.

They were waiting for us, Sergeant.

Francesca's stepfather, Vittorio Peretti, is a very wealthy man.

Maybe they grabbed her for ransom.

In Italy, that is always possible.

Sir,

maybe we should go to the hospital.

I'm fine, Lieutenant.

I want to talk to Dillard. Admiral, if I may ask, who is this Dillard?

I'm representing Chief Warrant Officer Dillard in a court martial.

He's on trial for stealing Stinger missiles and attempting to sell them to

Afghanistan.

Major is a prosecuting attorney.

So you think that the Afghanis have taken the Admiral's daughter to threat

exchange for this warrant officer's silence for his freedom?

Well, it's definitely a possibility.

It's the only possibility.

Sir, this is Chief Warrant Officer Dillard.

At ease.

Gunner, the Admiral would like to ask you some questions. Yes, sir. Before he

can do that, you will need to waive your Article 31 rights against self

-incrimination.

What's your advice, Commander?

The Admiral wants to ask you questions concerning the disappearance of his

daughter, Francesca.

If you admit guilt or complicity in her abduction, that makes you an accessory

to kidnapping, so... My advice to you would be to invoke those rights.

I'll grant him immunity.

On all charges, sir? Just on new fences discovered. If he helps secure the

release of Francesca.

I swear, sir, I don't know. You can safely answer the question, Gunner. I

did, sir. I'm asking you again. Who took my daughter?

Why are you sure I'm a part of this, sir? Because you have the most to gain.

No, sir. The Afghan rebels do. If they want to ensure my silence and they took

Francesca, they've secured a bargaining chip, sir.

Who's your contact in Afghanistan?

Lieutenant, go down to the ward room and get me a cup of decaf.

Yes, sir.

Decaf? Sugar, non -dairy creamer.

Gunner, you may want to rethink that position.

The Admiral's offer of immunity is in your best interest.

Let me consider my options, sir.

You save the Admiral's daughter, you're looking at a lot less prison time,

Gunnar.

I hope you get your daughter back, Admiral.

I really do.

You better pray.

You know that well, Commander. You're fully within your rights to follow

for unlawful command. I prefer not to do that, sir.

It's not about preference. It's about duty. No one, including myself, is by

rule of the law.

Admiral, how'd they make it fresh?

True decaf.

Thanks, bud.

I should have been able to protect her.

So you had no way of knowing what was going to happen?

Let me ask you something, Lieutenant. What's more important?

Dressing down a couple of sailors or spending time with my daughter.

Yeah, well, you can't blame yourself, sir.

Where are you going, sir?

Into the past.

Francesca told me you were in Italy.

But I did not expect to see you, A .J.

Or is it, Admiral?

Marcella?

Can we speak in private, please?

You can do no wrong in my daughter's

eyes.

But don't think that you can suddenly show up here and expect to be part of

life.

Marcella, Francesca has been abducted. When?

This morning in Guyade.

Why did you wait to tell me? Your husband was notified four hours ago.

Victoria said nothing.

You were with her? I believe the kidnapping may be related to a

court -martial that begins tomorrow.

She's my daughter, AJ.

She's mine.

I kept her safe for 26 years.

And now you come here and in one day she's gone?

That's what I hated about you.

The violence.

Leaving a trail of blood behind you. I was a Navy SEAL. It's dirty work. You

knew that when you married me. No, I knew that you looked splendid in your

whites. And that you had a good heart.

Vietnam changed you. Changed everybody.

You are Francesca's admiral.

I'm her father.

Of course.

Vittorio Parenti.

Have you any word with her?

No.

No one has contacted me.

Vittorio, perché non me l 'hanno detto?

Perché? Non volevo preoccuparti, Marcella. È vero.

We can talk in my study.

Do you know what this is about?

I think it has something to do with the theft of Stinger missiles.

I see.

I have contacted my bankers.

There is a million dollars cash waiting day or night.

I am willing to give everything I have to get her back.

Are you willing to do this?

Kidnappers may want something the United States government is unwilling to give.

I did not ask about the government, Admiral. I asked about you.

What are you willing to give?

On my way out in the ship's launch, it occurred to me, nothing has changed here

in 2 ,000 years.

Not since Cicero was in Gaeta.

Very famous full of ships.

They teach Italian naval history at the Academy.

Bravo.

I spoke with Francesco's father.

Stepfather.

At his office in Naples again this morning.

No one has approached him. There is no ransom demand.

It's not about money, Sergeant.

I'm confused, Commander.

No offer by the Afghan rebels to trade Francesca Barretti's life for warrant

Officer Dillard's freedom from prosecution.

Not yet.

Then why was Signorina Barretti abducted?

Writing about the world of high fashion does not make Francesca dangerous.

That seems to be the question.

Who knew you were in the Gaita, Admiral?

Who knew what your plans with Francesca were?

It had to be someone close to you, or to her.

Just what are you saying, Sergeant?

I have only questions, Major McKenzie.

Not answers.

What the hell is it with that guy?

He's just doing his job, sir. Well, there's something in the translation.

Wardroom, Lieutenant Roberts.

Admiral, it's for you. It's Mrs. Peretti.

Martella?

Um, um, sure.

Sure, say, uh, say about an hour?

Yeah, I mean, fine.

Okay.

Commander, I want you and the lieutenant to personally escort Dillard from the

Belknap to the courtroom.

Yes, sir. Do not let him out of your sight.

Major, once he's in the courtroom, I want you to nail his ass to the wall.

Be my pleasure, sir.

How do I get out of this, sir?

Help us find Francesca's kidnappers. It's covered under attorney -client

privilege, Gunner.

Maybe we can work something out on the other side.

Commander.

I don't know what they want.

You have to believe me. Well, I believe you between a rock and a hard place. You

may not know who the kidnappers are for sure, but you do possess information

that could lead us to them.

How do we find a way out of this? I can probably get you a reduced sentence,

right? But you're going to have to take some responsibility for what you did.

Buongiorno. Buongiorno.

I asked you to come here to beg your forgiveness.

I am sorry.

No need.

Allow me my guilty, Jay.

An occasional confession, you know, is good for the soul. It cleanses.

I, um... I know that you love Francesco as much as I do.

And that you did everything possible to protect her.

And that you would do anything to get her back.

Maybe we should start over.

It's a little late for that, AJ.

I meant this visit.

Marcella... I want you to tell me everything you know about Francesca.

Who her friends are, how she spends her time.

Is there any reason someone might have taken her or hurt her?

Is there a man in her life?

Yes. Well, at least there was until she broke up with him a year ago.

But I never met her mother.

She never said anything to you about him?

Francesca keeps things to herself.

In that way, she reminds me of you.

Marcello, I need you to take me to Francesca's apartment in Milan.

I need to see how she lives.

Va bene.

Sergio!

Prendi la macchina, per favore!

Thank you.

You've done very well for yourself, Michelle.

So have you, Adi.

Prosecution will prove that Chief Warrant Officer Raymond Dillard, in his

capacity as Ordnance Officer for the 6th Fleet, is guilty of the following

violations of the UCMJ.

Article 121, the wrongful taking of five Stinger missiles, which were military

property.

Article 108, the attempted sale of the Stinger missiles to a foreign power, in

this case, Afghan rebels.

Article 106 -Alpha, espionage by providing the above stated weapons.

Your Honor, may I confer with my client, sir?

Briefly.

Prosecution as you did derides, Gunner.

My job is to assure the best outcome possible considering the circumstances.

I can delay the proceedings if you want to try for a plea bargain.

How do we know the offer's still open?

Your Honor, I need to confer with trial counsel, sir.

Make it quick, Counselor.

Thank you.

Still open to a plea bargain?

Now's the best time to get a deal.

Before I nail his butt to the wall.

Not just yet, sir.

Let's see how today goes in court.

She took his apartment a year ago.

I didn't approve.

How did you know that would be there?

I didn't.

Then why did you go right for the drawer?

Years ago, I defended a Navy chief who was a safe cracker in civilian life.

One time he told me, whatever you want to know gets hidden right here.

Combination to a safe, phone number of your husband's mistress.

Or a photograph that you don't want anyone to see.

I capito.

Looks like she's got your temper.

I remember when you tore my picture, Nat.

I don't know his name.

Francesco met him at university.

He was a history major.

And the love of her life.

Why didn't she bring him home?

She thought that Victoria and I would not approve of him.

Why? I don't know, AJ.

Her friends were always welcome at our house.

Her diary.

Why did she stop seeing him?

Francesca said that they had a... Oh, I don't know. How do you say it in

English?

Irresponsible difference.

Irreconcilable?

Yes, I'm sorry.

My English is a little rusty.

My Italian's a little rusty.

Today was the fall showing of Boldia Filmea.

His creations were raw -edged as usual.

So tensile.

So, uh, what is the word?

Muscular.

Tomorrow I drive to Gaeta to spend the day with my father. My real father, the

admiral. Not the man who raised me and gave me his name.

I love them both.

I have a deep connection to my American father.

That surprises me.

I have only known him a few years, but I feel I have known him all my life.

That's the way I felt about Lucino.

The year I spent in his arms was the happiest time of my life.

Believing him broke my heart.

I wonder if it was like that for my mother.

I sometimes wonder why the Admiral and my mother ended their marriage so early

and abruptly.

They are a good hit.

I know my mother still cares for him.

You never found another wife?

No.

I cured your marriage, eh?

Pretty much.

I sometimes wonder what would have happened if I had stayed with you.

Oh, you'd be living in a cabin in the woods, married to a man who's never

Not much different than the way it is now.

Really? My house would fit in your front hallway.

Oh,

I'm so sorry.

Did you find out anything?

I know only what you know.

Perhaps less.

Senior Pretty, I asked your wife's permission to look through Francesca's

apartment. What did you find?

There is nothing of interest to Victoria, at least not for now.

Just mostly notes Francesca made of the old fashions.

She brings their work home with her.

I wonder what else she brings home.

He is a stupid and lonesome man.

Tell him to get out of this house.

Sparish him.

Don't make this harder than it has to be, Francesca.

End it now, Lugino.

I can't, Francesca.

It's gone too far.

There has been too much killing.

There's a lot at stake, Francesca.

What do you want from me?

I'm trading you for a truckload of oranges.

I won't hurt you.

What you are doing to my family is wrong. No one needs to die, Francesca.

everyone dies, as they are told.

And that includes you.

If you try to leave this cabin, I cannot guarantee your safety.

Or that of your family.

You will see them again.

You have my word.

Well, you had your day in court, Gunner. What do you think?

Get in touch with Major McKenzie.

I'll give you the name of the middleman in Italy and the buyers in Afghanistan.

It's a wise choice, Gunner.

Why'd you do it?

Love.

Love. That's why I did it.

I met Leila sitting on the steps of the San Giovanni Amare.

How'd you contact the Afghani?

Leila is Afghani. She put me in touch with their embassy.

How'd you arrange to have the missiles stolen?

Embassy contact put me in touch with an Italian middleman.

The missiles were stolen while they were being offloaded from a freighter

transporting from the state.

Gun!

Ray, help me. Help me find Francesca.

Who stole the weapons, Ray?

Who stole them?

Lucino and Tenori.

Ray!

Only two people have this number.

I'm sorry.

Who is Vittorio?

It's nothing, dear.

Just a little problem with the orange juice.

Francesca. I will kill you, Luchino.

Not in your nature, Francesca.

You're kind, gentle.

You've changed.

So have you. You're right.

I don't mind killing now.

Not even you, if I have to.

The shooter's name was Angelo Marchetti.

He has no known ties with any Afghan or Italian terrorist groups.

Admiral, right now, none of this makes any sense.

Maybe it does, ma 'am.

Explain, Lieutenant.

It's like a puzzle.

You know, if you look at it one way, you see a cat. If you turn it around, you

see a dog.

The point.

Well, maybe we've been looking so hard at the cat that we've missed the dog.

Very enlightening, Dr. Doolittle.

What I mean, sir, is that perhaps your daughter's kidnapping is a matter of

coincidence rather than causality.

I'm asleep.

He's starting to make sense.

There are a lot of unanswered questions, sir.

Dillard swears he didn't know who kidnapped Francesca.

Still no ransom demands.

And there were never any demands for his release from the Afghan rebels, and his

killer was an Italian motor scooter driver.

And who the hell is Lushino Antinori?

My daughter's lover.

Thank you, sir. That was Mr. Webb. CIA intel says that the Stinger missiles

never got into Afghanistan.

Get in contact with the 6th Fleet commander. Alert him to the change in

of Chief Warrant Officer Dillard.

He's dead, sir.

Not a lot to get by, you desolate tenant.

Talk to Sergeant Cadet.

See what he knows.

Admiral, that'll be all.

Yes, sir.

You have something to say, Major?

No, sir. I thought maybe you would want someone to talk to.

What? What precisely would we talk about?

May I speak freely, sir?

Seems like you're bound in sermon, too.

Well, I know that this is difficult for you, and I thought maybe a friendly

shoulder to cry on.

This isn't going very well, is it, sir?

You have a gift for the understatement, Major.

Forget about this?

I already have.

Close the hatch on your way up.

Sergeant, you've known all along that Francesca was not kidnapped by the

Afghans, haven't you?

I've only had my suspicions.

So why not tell us?

Because I didn't know if I could trust the Admiral.

My boss is a two -star Admiral, the Judge Advocate General of the United

Navy. He is also Francesca's father.

I didn't know if that would impair his judgment.

Angelo Marchetti, the Vespa driver who killed Chief Warrant Officer Dillard and

Luchino Antonori.

What do these two men have in common?

They are both members of the Camorra.

Organized crime.

The gunman was a person of little consequence.

He just followed orders.

Luchino Antonori was his couple.

So Dillard was killed to silence.

Antonori stole this thing amiss.

I would like to say yes.

Any thought to bringing Antonori in and asking him a few questions? Well, it's

not that easy.

He disappeared the day Franceschi was taken.

What did Lucino have to do with Franceschi's disappearance?

There is history of bad blood between the Barrettis and the Antonoris.

A year ago, Franceschi's uncle, Franco Barretti, killed Lucino's father.

In revenge, Luchino killed Franco.

So this is about a mafia vendetta.

Franco's dad changed Vittorio Barretti. For the first time, he takes a place in

a family business and vows to avenge his brother's death.

CIA intel indicates that the Stingers are still here in Italy.

Hmm.

The latest trouble between the two families began three weeks ago when

Barretti hijacked one of Antonio Uri's trucks.

It had a cargo of Algerian oranges, or so the manifest said.

I think maybe Barrette stole Mrs. Aprementa an orange.

Where's Vittorio?

He's out of town, on business.

Where?

I didn't ask, he didn't say. That is our arrangement.

What do you know about this man you're married to?

What any wife knows about the man she's been living with for 20 years? Damn it,

Marcello. We are talking about our daughter's life. I don't know anything,

I made sure I didn't.

I don't know about Franco.

I don't know about Vittorio.

And I don't know about the family business.

You had your suspicions.

Vittorio has been a good husband to me. He's been a good father to your

daughter.

This man, Lucino Antinori, who our daughter was seeing, nothing wrong

with him except he killed a couple of people.

AJ. AJ.

Vittorio got a telephone call yesterday.

He left shortly after.

I think maybe it was about Francesca.

Would you wait a moment?

You will need this.

This is why you left me.

Yes.

And now everything has come full circle.

Still, I don't know why when I left you, you did not come after me.

You wanted that?

I don't know what I wanted.

Someday I will tell you about the nights that I cried over you.

Listening for your footsteps.

Lieutenant, give me a six -plate commander.

Aye, sir.

You were right, Lieutenant.

I was?

Thank you, sir.

Come. This is Lieutenant J .G. Roberts aboard with JAG. I need a secure line to

the six -fleet CO for the Admiral ASAP.

What was I right about, sir?

It was a dog instead of a cat.

Admiral Chegwidden for Admiral Evans.

Six feet, Commander, sir.

Harry, A .J., I've got a problem I need your help with. I need you to authorize

an EP -3 overflight in the region of Umbria, near the town of Monte

di Marina.

Also, I may need to request the Italian government send in their GIS special

forces.

Absolutely, Harry. I'll keep you in the loop.

You got it.

Sergeant, what can I do for you?

I come to offer my service.

Well, we got things pretty much under control.

Monta Santa Maria, Tiberin.

About 20 miles from Spoleto.

There's a pretty Romanesque church in the town square.

Well, not that it matters.

See, that's a winding two -lane road leading in.

Roger that.

You are cleared to proceed.

There are three best possibilities at Monte Santa Maria

Tiberina. That is the Mercedes.

Is it dead in front of Thunder?

Infrared imaging indicates the presence of four humans.

I need to see this on a higher resolution.

It'll take a few minutes in the lab, sir. Do it.

Very impressive, Admiral.

In a guy like that. We still lost the last knocking on doors, huh?

Hell, we may still have to do that.

That was Major McKenzie. The Italian Defense Ministry is convening a special

session in order to discuss deploying the Group A Interventionale Speciale.

The meeting starts in approximately 93 minutes.

Stay on top of it. Once they authorize that GIS team, coordinate their efforts

with the Major. Grab your with me.

You don't know what you're up against, Admiral.

La Cosa Nostra has been in Italy 500 years, and there will be here 500 more.

I don't know all of them.

Here's your high -resolution blow -up, Admiral.

This is my daughter's scarf.

So this has got to be where they're holding him.

Names? Rear Admiral A .J. Chitwood.

Lieutenant Commander Herman Rapp.

Purpose, sir.

Rapid fire qualification, small arms.

How long are you going to keep the weapon, sir?

About two. If any luck, we'll have him back in the morning.

What weapons do you need?

Two 9mm Beretta semi -automatic pistols.

How many rounds, Admiral?

150 rounds.

Semi -jacketed hollow point. Eight extra magazines.

Two M598 -1 shotguns with speed feed stocks.

Purpose? We want to hone our skills on the ski range, Chief.

What exactly are you hunting, sir? Fifty rounds of double -up buck and another

fifty rounds of savage slugs.

Slug round is for short -range hunting, Admiral. It's the stop of Buick. It's

really not appropriate for skiing.

Humor me, Chief. Just every once in a while, I blow the hell out of something.

I know the feeling, sir.

What the hell is a lot of firepower for a lawyer to man?

Obviously, you've never seen him in the courtroom.

That's Antinori's truck.

That's Peretti.

You're not gonna see him. He's with them. You're gonna trade him for

How do you want to play this, Admiral?

I'm going in.

You wait for the GIS team.

That's your plan?

Sir?

You got a better one?

Well... We both go in.

Worked for us before.

You don't have to do this.

The hell I don't, sir.

Well, by my last count, we're about to violate at least seven separate

provisions of the status of forces agreement with Italy.

You better call me AJ.

All right, AJ.

Let's do it.

I'll take the far side.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

And we know she didn't go to Lucino willingly.

How well do you really know her?

Can you trust her?

With my life?

I will guarantee your safety, Admiral.

I sure the hell won't guarantee yours.

weapons. That's not going to happen. Put down your weapons or she's going to be

buried right here.

Now!

Please.

Now move where I can see you.

Let her go, Lushino.

Leave her here.

Put it down.

Put it down, Antony.

Put it down!

you would come for me, Papa.

He's dead.

Are you hurt?

I will never be the same again.

Abel, you all right, sir?

It's time to go home.