All language subtitles for JAG S04E12 Dungaree Justice (1)

Hey, Pete.

How about one for the road?

Nah, no. Sorry, boys. I'm all closed up.

Oh, jeez. That's too bad.

Hey.

All right, man. Let's go.

Shut up.

What are you doing?

This is for the hawk. Come on, man.

That's enough.

All right.

Major Sarah McKenzie, having taken a
lawful oath in a trial by court -martial

that she would testify truly, did
willfully, corruptly, and contrary to

oath, testify falsely regarding the
killing of her husband, Christopher

Sir Major McKenzie did testify that she
shot and killed her husband. There was

no lie there. But she omitted certain
details, including the fact that

Lieutenant Colonel Farrell was present
at the time.

She took the blame, sir, to protect an
innocent man.

A lie of omission. No matter how noble
the intention, it's still a lie.

Yes, but for it to be perjury, it must
be material to the case. Murder charges

against Major McKenzie and Lieutenant
Colonel Farrell were subsequently

dismissed. Therefore, I submit the
detail of Colonel Farrell's presence was

material, and the omission of said
detail should not be considered perjury.

Sir, may I speak?

As this is only an Article 32 hearing,
I'll allow it. Go ahead, Major.

Sir, I withheld information on the
stand, and for that I apologize.

As a Marine officer and lawyer, that
violated a trust.

All I can say on my behalf is that I had
no plan to mislead the court to avoid

punishment.

On the contrary, my intent was to take
the blame for an act of which I was

solely responsible.

To exonerate a fellow officer.

A good and honorable man.

Major McKenzie, you, a JAG officer, lied
under oath in my court.

Commander Rabb argues that it wasn't
perjury. You said you did it to protect

fellow officer.

The fact is, you lied.

In every other respect, you're a fine
officer and lawyer.

Commander Rabb's argument is valid.

I'm going to dismiss the perjury charges
and recommend an admiral's mast.

Yes, sir.

Now, on the issue of fraternization and
adultery, the five -year statute of

limitations has expired on those
offenses.

You'll have to answer to your own
conscience on those charges.

Understood, sir.

Be careful, Major.

Don't make me regret my decision.

This hearing's adjourned.

Well, it's good. It's neutral.

You know, if we keep putting this off
for very much longer, we're going to end

up with a son that's going to... Son?

Or a daughter that's going to go to
college without any paint on his walls.

Or her walls.

Harriet, you know that I'm happy about
the baby, whatever his gender.

I'm just worried about losing us.

I think the best parents are the ones
that are able to keep the fire between

them burning.

Don't worry.

We can still plan for a baby and keep
the fire burning.

Tonight, I'll fix us a nice dinner.

And after that...

Hey, you guys.

Hey, Mikey.

Hey. Hey.

You are looking good, Harriet.

Yeah, go ahead and tell me I'm glowing
and I will punch you right in the nose.

I thought you were supposed to be
starting your hitch, little brother.

you doing here?

You know, well, I filled out the
recruitment papers, you know, passed my

physical, took the oath.

I told Dad I'd be okay and I sent him on
a flight to Sarasota for a reunion with

his old shipmates.

But as you know, that plane was taken
off. I realized that I was doing this

the wrong reasons.

Dad's reasons.

I just couldn't go through with it.

What do you mean you couldn't go through
with it?

I can't go, bud.

Mikey, you don't have a choice. You took
the oath.

When are you supposed to report in?

In four days. I really need you to help
me get out of this, big brother.

Because, you know, I don't want to end
up some yeoman on a frigate somewhere

when I could be doing caricatures for
maybe the Washington Post.

Okay, we'll work this out, but not here
and not now.

Here. Let yourself in. We'll talk about
it tonight.

All right.

So does this mean you're going to be
staying with us for a little while?

I mean, if that's all right with you.

It's okay by me, little brother.

Thanks. See you guys later.

Take care.

Peter Reardon is the proprietor of a
sailor trap in Norfolk called the

Bar.

On Sunday night, he was attacked by
three assailants he has identified as

enlisted men.

It's a brawl at a local dive, sir?

Wasn't a bar fight, Commander. It was an
unprovoked three -on -one attack in the

parking lot. Mr. Reardon's still
recovering from his injuries at Murphy

Hospital.

Couldn't this be handled by NCIS or the
state's legal officer?

It has higher priority.

As you know, the relationship between
military bases and local communities is

best precarious. That's why I want you
both to investigate.

Our presence will show that we care.

Was there any known motive, sir?
Anything stolen?

Not that I'm aware of.

Did the victim mention any previous
incidents?

No.

We'll check it out, sir.

Please.

We're at peace. We don't want to start a
war with civilians.

You're dismissed.

Aye. Not you, Major.

Brad made a compelling argument.

You expressed remorse.

Admiral Morris sent you to me.

Sir, I explained my reasons for acting
as I did.

Those weren't reasons, Major. Those were
excuses.

You abused the very legal system you
swore to uphold.

It was bad enough that you deceived the
court, but you deceived me.

Pretending nothing was wrong? By hiding
your marriage, your affair with Farrell?

By letting me believe you were a
murderer?

I made mistakes, sir. I'm not proud of
what I did. You didn't trust me enough

come to me with the truth.

I expected better of you.

I'll strive to do better, sir.

prepared your fitness report
recommending accelerated promotion to

Colonel and withdrawing that
recommendation?

I understand, sir.

Understand this too, Major.

From now on, you will play by the book.
One more transgression, one more breach,

and your butt is out of jail.

Any questions?

No, sir.

Good.

He let me down.

I only really got a good look at that
one guy.

Why do you believe they were off the USS
Montana?

That's what the bumper sticker on the
car said.

What kind of vehicle were they driving?

Blue Trans Am.

You know, the Olympic guys, I always
treated them good. I'd give them big

at my joint.

Hell, I don't know what it's like being
in the service.

You were in the military, sir?

Army.

Did a tour now.

You ever had any personal problems with
other customers in your bar, Mr.

Reardon?

Are you making this about me now,
Commander?

Your Navy guys roughed me up. Now it's
my fault?

We're just trying to put things
together, Mr. Reardon.

Were these sailors familiar to you?

I don't know.

A lot of them come in my joints,
sometimes the faces.

I'll be damned.

This guy right here, this is the main
guy.

Right there.

Petty Officer Third Class Wade Colbert?

I think these are the other two.

But this guy, Colbert, that's the guy
that beat me up.

And it's the bum that hit me with the
two -by -four.

He give you any indication as to why?

All the guy said was, this is for the
hawk.

Yeah,

we're going to need to speak to Petty
Officer Colburn and his two division

mates. They're Seaman Olin and Seaman
Hendricks.

I thought the victim made only one ID.

One certain ID, sir, but there were two
others involved that he picked out of

the cruise book as well. Well, I assume
you checked their service records.

There's nothing there that would
indicate this type of behavior.

No, sir, but there is a first time for
everything.

Let's hope this isn't it, Commander.

You know why you're here, Seaman Nolan?

No, sir.

We're investigating an assault in which
your buddy, Petty Officer Colbert, is

the prime suspect.

There were two other sailors with
Colbert on the night in question.

I don't know anything about that,
Commander.

Do you know the Breaker's Bar in
Norfolk?

I've been there, ma 'am.

Everybody has.

Anything ever happen there that made you
angry?

Not that I can remember, Commander.

You ever heard the phrase, this is for
the hawk?

No, sir.

I don't know what that means.

Where were you on Sunday night?

In our apartment, ma 'am. We were
shipping out the next morning.

Was Petty Officer Colbert and Stephen
Olin with you?

The three of us were watching TV, sir.

Let me guess, touched by an angel?

No, ma 'am. It was football. The Oakland
-Dallas game.

Hmm. Who won?

The Raiders. In overtime.

Then why would Mr. Reardon identify you,
Petty Officer Colbert?

Anybody can pick a face out of a cruise
book, sir.

True, but he picked yours.

You know, the guy probably got plastered
and fell down, Commander. Now he's

looking to lay it off on some enlisted
man. He didn't fall.

He was beaten senseless with a piece of
lumber.

You drive a blue Trans Am?

Yes, sir, I do, but I've been to that
bar before. I'm sure that bartender's

me in it. You have a grievance with Mr.
Reardon?

No, ma 'am. Then why would he accuse you
of assault?

I have no idea, sir.

Who's the hawk?

As far as I know, it's a type of bird or
a cruise missile, sir.

You know, somebody tuned up this
civilian pretty good.

Based on his identification, you could
be looking at court martial charges.

As we said before, Petty Officer
Colbert, you are entitled to

I don't need a lawyer, ma 'am.

I've done nothing wrong.

I was Weppo for a spell on the USS
Antietam, so I can still call a gunnix

the best of them. We'll be firing a 5
-inch, 54 -cal Mark 45 weapon on a

being towed at a range of approximately
10 ,000 yards at a speed of about 15

knots. Petty Officer Lopez will be
firing today from weapons control.

She's new on board, but she's one of the
best.

Load five rounds, high explosive.

Five rounds, high explosive.

Load it and cycle.

Round prepared.

Round is ready.

Gunley, satisfactory.

One round spotting. Batteries released.

One round spotting. Batteries released.

Aye.

Six, five, four, three, two, one.

Fifty feet left, seventy -five feet
short. Ready, officer.

Applying corrections, sir.

Very well. Simulate casualty on the
autoloader. Continue exercise using

loading procedures.

This is bogus. Who's the skipper trying
to get in?

Come on, Olin. Get with the program.

All right, guys. Come on.

When you are ready, fire for effect.

Aye, aye, sir.

Ready.

Fire for effect.

Come on, Lopez, let's deliver the goods.

Bravo,

Zulu, that's a direct hit.

Direct hit, yes!

I'm Lieutenant Commander Rad. This is
Major McKenzie.

Sir, ma 'am. Good work today.

Thank you, sir.

We're a solid crew.

No disrespect, but I hope you're not
here to break that up.

Why do you think we would do that?

I know you're here investigating my
teammates, ma 'am.

And I just want to say that those three
guys are the best shipmates the city

could ask for.

What they're accused of, it doesn't
sound like them.

Well, we're just trying to figure it all
out, Petty Officer.

And by helping us, you could be helping
your buddies.

So were you at the breakers that night?

No, sir, I wasn't there.

So you don't know anything about this
assault on Peter Reardon, the bartender?

No, I wasn't there, sir.

I don't know anything about it.

If there are no further questions, I
need to go.

Sir, ma 'am, the mess line closes in ten
minutes.

Carry on, Petty Ops.

Here you go.

I got it.

Hey, Hawk.

Sir? Where'd you get that tag?

Before I transferred here, I was a
gunner's mate on the USS Cowpens.

One of the first females there to work
with tomahawks.

The name kind of stuck.

The assailant told the victim that what
he did was for the hawk. Can you explain

that?

No, ma 'am, I can't.

Maybe the guy didn't hear right.

Those three sailors did not assault that
bartender because of you.

I take care of myself, sir.

I don't ask for favors.

Carry on, Lopez.

Thank you, sir.

Lieutenant Roberts.

Do you have it, Tanner?

Straight from the recruiting office.

All the enlistees rejected this month.
How does it look?

Some good stuff, sir.

Flat feet could be the ticket.

Very good work, Tanner.

And remember, months are worth, sir.

Mr.

Roberts! Where are those files I've been
waiting for?

Uh, they're right here, sir.

Something going on here?

No, sir.

Well, why do you ask, sir?

I haven't seen anyone look so guilty
since my last visit to the White House.

The officer Tyner is just helping me
with some research, sir.

On enlistment disqualification, sir.

For reference, Admiral.

May I have my files?

Now, Lieutenant, I understand erratic
behavior and I expect a mother.

What's your excuse?

B -M -O -W, report to the missile room.

B -M -O -W, report to the missile room.
You want to see us, sir?

I run a tight ship here, Commander, so I
don't like the scuttlebutt I've heard

about you suspecting a cover -up.

Sir? I understand that you two are under
the impression that my men are covering

for each other and that they attacked
Reardon out of some misguided loyalty to

Petty Officer Lopez.

Sir, there does seem to be a very high
regard for unicohesiveness aboard ship.

What are you implying, Commander?

Is that the sort of behavior they've
been led to believe is appropriate, sir?

I'm not a proponent of aggravated
assault.

How has Petty Officer Lopez done here
since her transfer, sir?

She fits in.

Like one of the guys.

She had any trouble recently?

She missed morning quarters a few weeks
ago with a stomach flu.

She failed a call in advance.

Her division officer gave her a
reprimand.

Well, do you have flat feet?

No. Are your religious beliefs
inconsistent with military service?

I went to a Buddhist temple once.

I don't think that'll count.

Any psychological impairment?

No, not that I know of.

Did you lie about anything on your
enlistment papers?

Yeah, but when I said I wanted in.

Now I really want to be a graphic
artist.

Well, those papers are binding. You
could let it slip that you were gay.

What? I'm just saying. But I'm not gay.

I know.

Bedwetter?

Look, Mikey, you're not making this
easy.

I'm just trying to find a loophole, bud.

Isn't that what lawyers do, find
loopholes?

Even the best lawyers are limited by the
facts, and the fact is that you

shouldn't have enlisted.

You should have stood up to Dad like I
told you.

But you made a choice, and now you may
have to just buck up and live with it.

I'm not saying give up your art career.
I'm just saying you may have to postpone

it for a while.

Well, thanks, bud.

Thanks a lot.

When I come to you looking for help, and
what do I get? Buck up?

You sound just like Dad.

You do a better job with your kids than
he did with us.

They could be the Navy's poster children
for men and women serving together,

Admiral. I'm aware of the service
record, Major. So where are we now?

Well, Mr. Reardon stands by his
identification of Petty Officer Coburn

sailor who attacked him, sir, and the
ship has a very strong cohesion

Apparent payback motive.

I'd say we have enough for an Article 32
hearing.

Where are the parties now? The three
sailors are being held at the restricted

barracks at Washington Navy Yard. Petty
Officer Lopez is at the Fort Belvoir

BEQ. Commander Brumby, you'll serve as
defense counsel. You two will prosecute.

I'm confident you will not seek any more
meetings with my clients without me

being present, mates.

No, I thought I'd knock them around for
a while until they confessed, Brumby.

Yes, Commander.

It's already been taken care of.

Admiral, I'm operating on the assumption
that my clients are innocent.

But should they admit to any wrongdoing,
is there any way to avoid an Article 32

hearing? Oh, that's between you and
trial counsel.

There's a larger question here, Brumby.

I want to determine if there's a culture
aboard that ship that condones dungaree

justice. If so, I want this investigated
all the way to the top.

I want to know what happened in that bar
that night and why.

Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

Hey, we don't open for an hour.

Ms. Hanratty?

Yeah?

Hello, ma 'am. I'm Lieutenant Commander
Harmon Rav. I'm with the JAG Corps.

I'd like to ask you a few questions, if
I could.

Uh, is this about Pete?

Yes, ma 'am, it is.

Were you working here the night Mr.
Reardon was attacked?

Hey, I work here every night, so... Were
these three men in the bar that night,

ma 'am?

No, not that night.

But they look a little familiar. I think
I've seen them around.

Was she in here that night, ma 'am?

No, uh -uh.

But I've seen her before.

When? A week, maybe two weeks before
Pete got beat up.

Were these three men with her that
night?

Yeah, they were all together.

She seemed like a really nice girl.

But by closing time, she was falling
down drunk.

So you know what they did?

They ditched her.

And she kept asking where her shipmates
were. She was sure they were going to

come back and pick her up.

Finally, Pete helped her out to the car.
He was going to let her sleep it off

out there.

How long was Mr. Reardon gone?

Um, well, it was closing time. I never
saw him again.

Well, this arm's going to be in a cast
for another six weeks.

Oh.

Too bad.

Say, you ever see this woman before?

Yeah, so what?

She was in your bar?

A couple weeks ago. She got plastered. I
walked into her car.

You didn't let her drive home drunk?

No, I didn't. She lost her car keys.

So what happened?

She said her buddies were going to come
back for her. The car was open.

So I left her to sleep it off in the
back seat. Then I went home.

Did she get home safely, Mr. Reardon?

Well, she must have, because she was
gone the next morning.

Look, all that happened was I decided to
give a drunken sailor girl a walk to

the car. That's what I did, that's all.

If she's going to accuse me of something
to save her buddy, shame on her.

And shame on you for playing along.

I haven't lied about anything. There's a
thin line between lying and omitting,

Petty Officer.

You asked me if I was there the night
the bartender was beaten. I was not.

You asked me if I had some kind of
problem with the bartender. I didn't.

I told you.

I believe in my shipmates.

I still do.

You failed to tell us that you
frequented the Breaker's bar with his

We want full disclosure, and we want it
now.

I went to the Breaker's with the guys.

Played pinball, some darts, had a couple
of drinks.

I was

feeling

woozy and went to the restroom.

A couple of drinks always have an effect
on you?

Not usually, sir.

I guess these are pretty stiff.

I think I had a touch of the flu.

What happened next?

When I came back, they were gone.

Why would they leave like that?

As an initiation, I guess, ma 'am.

I was new to the division.

They were treating me like one of the
guys.

That's what I wanted, and that's what I
got.

So why not tell us that you went to the
bar?

I put myself in a vulnerable situation,
sir.

I wasn't able to take care of myself.

It wasn't something I wanted to
advertise.

Seems to me your shipmates put you in a
vulnerable position.

Ma 'am, I want to have a long,
successful career in the Navy.

And I've managed to thrive so far by
fitting in and not complaining.

I'm done here.

I'll meet you inside.

Thanks.

Eddie, Officer Lopez, I know...

Things can get rough on a woman, fitting
in at a new command.

And I also know that things happen when
you're drinking.

Things that you don't remember and you
don't want to remember.

I'm not an alcoholic, Major.

No, but I am.

And I know the signs of someone who's
trying to forget a drunken indiscretion.

You missed muster the next morning, but
it wasn't because of the flu, was it?

What if it wasn't, Major?

What if you're right?

Should I just throw everything away
because I was weak for a couple of

Is that what you do, Major?

If you knew, if you did that, you
wouldn't be able to go on in your job.

Just because you're in the Navy, Petty
Officer, doesn't mean that you have to

stop being human.

I'm not trying to, Major.

I'm just trying to stay a sailor.

I couldn't have walked out on you like
that.

What?

Where were you?

I was for the night at the bus station.

But about last night, what I said, it
wasn't fair.

You're a great brother.

And your kid will be lucky to have you
as a father.

Thanks, Mikey. That means a lot to me.

Faltha decided you were right.

I made a choice, and I got to live up to
it.

I hope a lifted life doesn't turn out to
be a...

Hanging out with a bunch of beard
-guzzling, skirt -chasing yahoos.

Yeah, well, don't let Dad's unique
qualities mislead you. There are plenty

good, regular guys doing important work
in the Navy.

Just like you. I'm sorry, Buzz.

Sir,

do you recognize any of your attackers
in this courtroom?

That one there.

Do you see any of the others?

Those two, I think.

Did they strike you or kick you?

I don't know. I had blood in my eyes.

Well, what, if anything, do you recall
of the incident?

That that one hit me with a two -by
-four until I was on the ground, and

kicked me in the ribs a couple times.

Would you describe your condition to us,
Mr. Reardon?

Cuts and bruises.

The doctor just repaired three torn
ligaments.

The cast will be on for about another
five, six weeks.

On a personal level, Mr. Reardon, how
would you characterize your condition?

I just don't feel right.

I probably won't for a while. I feel
jumpy, on edge.

I can't sleep good, and I can't really
work.

Thank you.

No further questions.

Mr. Red, can you think of any reason why
these sailors would have attacked you?

No, I can't. Well, have you had any
previous trouble with sailors in your

A couple of times I closed before they
wanted me to.

Some complain my food prices are too
steep.

How many sailors would you say come into
your bar every night, Mr. Red?

Twenty -five.

Fifty when the fleet's in.

That means hundreds, maybe thousands of
sailors every year.

That's not counting the repeats.

All young, all clean -cut.

And you're sure these are the men who
attacked you?

Oh, yeah.

Yes, I am.

You must have quite a memory, Mr.
Reardon.

Well, Commander, these men made no
effort to hide their faces while I was

getting the hell kicked out of me.

Petty Officer Lopez.

You two were assigned to the Gunnery
Division aboard the Montana.

Yes, sir.

Any idea why your shipmates attacked
Peter Reardon outside his bar?

I object, Your Honor.

Counsel is stating a conclusion.

Sustained.

You know of any grievance your shipmates
had against Peter Reardon?

No, sir.

You ever been to the Breaker's Bar,
Petty Officer Lopez?

Yes, sir.

A few times.

Along with most everybody I know.

Will you describe for us what happened
the last night you were there?

We got there about 10.

Had a few drinks. When you say we, who
are you referring to?

Petty Officer Colbert, Seaman Hendricks,
and Seaman Olin.

Did you leave with them?

No, sir.

I went to the ladies' room, and when I
got back, they were gone.

What happened next?

I guess I had too many drinks on an
empty stomach because I started feeling

disoriented.

Can I call you Kat?

Okay. My buddies will come and get me.

The bartender gave me some coffee.

And he walked me out to my car.

I can't find my keys.

I couldn't find my car keys.

The car door was unlocked.

So I said I'd sleep it off a little, and
he helped me lie down across the back

seat.

What happened next?

I don't know, sir. I guess I passed out.

Well, what's the next thing you do
remember?

I woke up a while later.

Will you describe for us what your
condition was?

It's all hazy.

I remind you, Petty Officer Lopez, you
are under oath.

My shirt was open.

My legs were bruised.

I was bleeding.

I've been raped, sir.

Do you know who your assailant was?

No, sir.

Was it Mr. Reardon?

I don't know, sir, but he was the last
person I saw.

Did you tell anyone about being raped?

Just one person, sir.

Petty Officer Colbert.

He felt bad about leaving me alone.

He kept asking me what happened.

He was sure it had to be Reardon.

Did Petty Officer Colbert say anything
about retribution?

He said he wished you could make it up
to me.

By make it up, did he mean punish Mr.
Reardon? Object.

Calls for speculation.

Withdrawn. When you told Petty Officer
Colbert of the rape, did he express a

sense of guilt?

Sir? Well, isn't it true that he, Seaman
Olin, and Seaman Hendricks abandoned

you in this bar in a compromised
condition?

I didn't see it that way, sir.

Well, how would you characterize this
sort of behavior?

As an initiation to their teens, sir.

I see. So they left you in a bar
inebriated as an act of unicohesiveness.

Mr. Reardon, I need to talk to you.

Look, I've said my piece.

What happened exactly the night you
walked Petty Officer Lopez out of your

vehicle? I told you.

You want to stick with that story?

It's what happened.

Petty Officer Lopez says that you
sexually assaulted her, sir.

I knew it.

I knew it.

And now you're going to accuse me of
rape, huh?

Get out of my bar. Go ahead, go.

There is no reason for me to believe
Petty Officer Lopez would lie about

something like that, Mr. Bird.

Why should you?

I mean, you Navy people stick together.

You got an alibi for that night?

You want me to prove that I didn't rape
her, huh?

Okay.

In 1971, I was wounded by VC Mortar Fire
at Dong Tam.

Irreversible nerve damage, sir.

As a result, I suffer from erectile
dysfunction, sir.

I'm impotent, Commander.

Can this be verified?

Would you like my wife to testify?

Or would you settle on a report from the
VA?

You see why I didn't want this to come
out before, Major?

My shipmates are facing a court
-martial, and I've been removed from

It would have been better if I never
said anything.

Sorry, Petty Officer Lopez, but you have
to try to tell us everything you can

recall.

Reardon put me in my car.

And when I came to, I knew I'd been
raped.

But the rape itself... What do you
remember?

It's like a nightmare now.

I was too drunk, ma 'am.

Someone took advantage of that.

How did you get home?

I found my keys on the floor of the car.
I guess they'd fallen there, so I drove

myself home.

But you didn't tell the authorities.

You told your buddies, and they put
themselves on the line for you.

I guess I needed something or someone to
believe in, ma 'am.

And my buddies were there for me.

I had no idea this Article 32 hearing
was about a rape, Commander.

No, it's about the truth.

And that's the only reason I'm letting
you talk to my clients.

Provided you stick to our deal.

Well, I'll ask them no questions and
they'll tell me no lies.

Sit down.

I have a newsflash for you.

Peter Reardon didn't rape Petty Officer
Lopez.

So you three beat up an innocent man.

See, that's the problem with thunkery,
Justice.

You miscalculate, it's just another dumb
crime.

Are you saying Petty Officer Lopez made
it up, sir?

No, I don't think she made it up. Then
who did rape her, sir?

I don't know Petty Officer Colbert. Do
you?

No, sir.

Why not? It was your idea to ditch her
at the bar. It was your idea to beat up

Reardon when he was guilty of nothing
other than helping Petty Officer Lopez.

So don't you think it's time you three
started telling the truth?

And here's another one, The Eternal Band
of Brothers, painted in Korea by

Colonel Charles Waterhouse, United
States Marine Corps.

I don't get it, bud.

Well, you know, I didn't even know this
place existed until I started doing some

investigating, but the Navy has a combat
art program that documents military

action. Why would you want paintings and
drawings when you can just go out there

and take a photograph?

Read this.

Unlike the objective camera lens, the
artist not only captures instantaneous

action, but fuses earlier moments of the
same scene into a compelling image.

You know, I never knew that the Navy
appreciated art.

This is in the transport area, Omaha
Beach, Lieutenant J .G. Alexander Russo.

Yellow and white flares dropped by
German planes lit up the skies and

You think this is something that might
interest you, Mikey?

I'm no Picasso, but do you think maybe
you could get me into the program?

Well, I can't guarantee anything, but
you get through boot camp and I'll see

what I can do.

There's a place for you in the Navy.

I just don't want you giving up your
dreams, little brother.

Commander Ebb, may I have a moment?

You're discussing with a lad struck a
chord.

Seaman Hendricks and Seaman Olin got
civilian lawyers.

They signed pretrial agreements.

Then they'll both receive leniency in
exchange for their testimony against

Officer Culver.

Right. Of course, Petty Officer Culver
is not too thrilled.

And Seaman Hendricks has asked
permission to read his statement before

testifies. His lawyer has agreed.

The night of the assault, we all went to
the bar looking for Peter Reardon

because we believed he raped our
shipmate.

Petty Officer Lopez.

We felt it was our duty to get justice
for her since she didn't want to come

forward herself.

At the time, it sounded right, but it
was wrong to be there.

And we were wrong for hurting Mr.
Reardon, even if Simonola and I never

hit him.

Part of what motivated us was that we
felt responsible because on the night

was raped, we took her keys and we left.

She was pretty drunk.

We left her as a kind of survival
exercise.

We thought it would be funny, you know,
as a prank to just leave her there.

That we'd all laugh about it the next
day.

When Petty Officer Lopez was UA that
morning, I just thought she was

I never meant for it to turn out like
this.

Thanks for your candor, Seaman
Hendricks.

Commander Rapp?

Did Petty Officer Culver go home with
you that night?

No, sir. He'd hooked up with a girl. He
went home with her.

When you and Seaman Olin left, did you
go straight to your car?

Yes, sir.

Where was Petty Officer Lopez's car
located?

The other side of the lot, sir. So you
didn't go anywhere near her car?

No, sir.

No. You and Seaman Olin went straight
home?

Yes, sir. I fell asleep.

No further questions.

Commander Brumby?

No questions, Evan.

All right, step down, Seaman.

All right, Commander Rapp, call your
next witness.

I'd like to call Seaman Holden to the
stand, sir.

Seaman Holden?

I'll raise your right hand, Seaman.

You swear that the evidence you give
should be the truth, the whole truth,

nothing but the truth, so help you God?

I do.

Take your seat.

What exactly happened the night Peter
Reardon was assaulted?

Colbert Hendricks and I went down to the
Breaker's Bar to beat up Reardon.

Why? Because we thought he'd raped Petty
Officer Lopez.

It was Colbert's idea. He felt bad that
he was the one who suggested ditching

Lopez. So after you ditched her, did
someone take her car keys?

Petty Officer Colbert took the keys,
sir.

And the three of you left together?

Yes, sir.

But Petty Officer Colbert went with a
girl he'd met in the bar.

Yes, sir.

So you and Seaman Hendricks went
straight home?

Yes, sir.

Did he keep the keys?

No, sir.

So when did he give the keys to you?

In the parking lot, sir.

You took the keys as a precaution?

Yes, sir.

I thought it was the right thing to do.

That's good. That shows concern.

So you and Seaman Hendricks went
straight home, and did you remain there

evening? I might have gone out to get
some beer or something, sir.

Did you go back to the Breaker's Park?

No, sir.

Well, maybe you only made it as far as
the parking lot.

No, sir.

And when you got to the parking lot and
you found Petty Officer Lopez

unconscious, did you take advantage of
her? You can't ask me those questions,

sir. I got immunity.

Against the assault charges, not against
rape.

When Petty Officer Lopez came to the
next morning, she found the keys in the

floor of her car.

Any idea how they got there?

No, sir.

Well, let me help you with that, Seaman
Olin. You went to the parking lot, found

her unconscious.

You raped her.

And during the assault, the keys fell
out of your pocket.

You can't prove that, sir.

You had one of your buddies beat a man
half to death to cover up your crime.

I guess that's your idea of
unicohesiveness.

It's over.

We know who raped you.

Who was it, Major?

Seaman Olin.

He was my friend.

My hitmate.

Admiral Morse was recommended as General
Corps Marshal.

If convicted, he could be looking at
life in prison.

Why'd you do it, Olin?

Military's not a woman's game, Lopez.

You can put on the same uniform as us,
but you'll never be the same.

I didn't join up to have some girl call
on my gunnery. You woke up on the wrong

side of the century, old woman.

Women fight and women serve with honor.

As for your honor, the members won't
take long deliberating over your court,

Marshal.

We are within minutes of the deadline
set by Serbian extremists for the

execution of three NATO observers
kidnapped yesterday on the road to

extremist group's demand for a full
pullout of all NATO personnel from the

region has apparently gone unanswered.

Both Italian and French military
commanders have refused comment.

Did Simon Olin crack?

Not on the fan, sir. But when Petty
Officer Lopez asked him why he did it,

told her.

In front of all of you?

Yes, sir.

And the deployment of NATO observers has
become a strong barrier to the

malicious aim of reclaiming... You think
they'll execute the NATO observers,

Admiral? I hope not.

But nearly everyone at the Pentagon
looked pretty grim this afternoon.

Who didn't look grim, sir?

Some old friends of mine.