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[Francesca] How many naval legal service offices

-are there in the world, Papa? -Uh, 15.

Ah, and of those 15, how did you decide to visit

the office in Gaeta for your inspection?

I 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?

[both laugh]

What do they call it

when a witness does not answer the question, Papa?

-Nonresponsive, daughter. -Nonresponsive. This is what you are, Papa.

You are nonresponsive.

We both know that you arranged

this inspection to visit me.

Harm and Mac are here for a court-martial.

-Oh, 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.

[sailors laughing]

I like your hair very much.

This will just take a minute.

Stand at attention!

What ship are you from, sailor?

-Hmm? -Huh?

Show me an ID card.

[yelling in Italian]

Papa!

-Papa! -Francesca!

-[grunts] -Papa...

[yelling in Italian]

♪ ♪

[opening theme music playing]

♪ ♪

Admiral Chegwidden?

Sergente Giovanni Cade.

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 you, Admiral.

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.

[Rabb] Francesca's stepfather

Vittorio Paretti, is a very wealthy man.

Maybe they grabbed her for ransom.

In Italy, that is always possible, Major.

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's the prosecuting attorney.

So you think that the Afghanis

have taken the Admiral's daughter

to trade in exchange for this warrant officer's

silence or his freedom?

Most definitely a possibility.

That's the onlypossibility.

[whistle blowing]

Sir, this is Chief Warrant Officer Dillard.

At ease.

[Rabb] 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 offenses discovered

if he helps secure the release of Francesca.

Who took my daughter?

I swear, sir, I don't know.

-You can safely answer the question, gunner. -I just 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 insure my silence

and they took Francesca,

they've secured a bargaining chip, sir.

Who's your contact in Afghanistan?

Lieutenant, um, go down to the wardroom

and get me a cup of decaf.

Yes, sir.

Decaf?

Sugar, non-dairy creamer.

[door opens, shuts]

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.

Save the Admiral's daughter,

you're looking at a lot less prison time, gunner.

I hope you get your daughter back, Admiral.

I really do.

You'd better pray I do.

You handled that well, Commander. You're fully within your rights

to file a motion for unlawful command influence.

I'd prefer not to do that, sir.

It's not about preference. It's about duty.

No one, including myself, is above the rule of the law.

Admiral. I had them make it fresh.

I don't drink decaf.

Thanks, Bud.

I should have been able to protect her.

Sir, 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?

Admiral, 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, may we speak in private, please?

[speaking Italian]

Si.

[sighs]

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 her life.

Uh... Marcella, Francesca has been abducted.

When? This morning, in Gaeta.

Why did you wait to tell me?

Your husband was notified four hours ago.

Vittorio said nothing.

You were with her?

I believe the kidnapping may be related to...

a court-martial that begins tomorrow.

She's mydaughter, A.J.

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.

Leave your 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 dress whites

and that you had a good heart.

Vietnam changed you.

It changed everybody.

[man] You are Francesca's Admiral?

-I'm her father. -Of course.

Vittorio Paretti.

-Have you any word of her? -No.

No one has contacted me.

Vittorio...

[speaking Italian]

[speaking Italian]

[speaking Italian]

We can talk in my study.

[grandfather clock bell tolling]

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 the same?

The kidnappers may want something

the United States government is unwilling to give.

I didn't ask about the government, Admiral.

I asked about you.

What are you willing to give?

♪♪

[Cade] 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.

Celeberrium et plenissimunn navium.

I'll explain it to you.

"Very famous, full of ships."

They teach Italian naval history at the academy.

Bravo.

I spoke with Francesca'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 Paretti's life

for Warrant Officer Dillard's freedom from prosecution.

Not yet.

Then why was Signorina Paretti abducted?

Writing about the world of high fashion

does not make Francesca dangerous.

Well, that seems to be the question.

Who knew you were in Gaeta, 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 MacKenzie...

not answers.

Buon giorno.

What the hell is it with that guy?

He's just doing his job, sir.

Well, it loses something in the translation.

[phone ringing]

Wardroom. Lieutenant Roberts.

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

[Chegwidden] Marcella?

Uh, um...

sure.

Uh, sure. Say, uh...

say, about an hour?

Yeah, it'll be fine.

Okay. Bye.

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.

It'd 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 charges.

Commander...

I don't know who took her or what they want. You haveto believe me.

Well, I believe you're between a rock and a hard place, gunner.

You may not know who the kidnappers are for sure,

but you do possess information that could lead us to them.

Help me find a way out of this.

I can probably get you a reduced sentence, all right,

but you're going to have to take some responsibility for what you did.

♪ ♪

Buon giorno.

Buon giorno.

I asked you to come here to beg your forgiveness.

I am sorry.

No need.

Allow me my guilt, A.J.

An occasional confession, you know,

is good for the soul. It cleanses.

I, um...

I know that you love Francesca as much as I do

and that you did everything possible to protect her

and that you would do anything to get her back.

Well, maybe, uh, maybe we should start over.

[chuckles softly]

It's a little late for that, A.J.

I, um, I meant this visit.

[sighs]

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 want to hurt her?

Um, is there a man in her life?

Yes.

Well, at least there was

until she broke up with him a year ago,

but, uh, I never met her lover.

And she never said anything to you about him?

Francesca keeps things to herself.

In that way, she reminds me of you.

[chuckles]

[sighs]

Marcella, I need you to take me

to Francesca's apartment in Milan.

I need to see how she lives.

Va bene.

Sergio!

[speaking Italian]

Grazie.

You've done very well for yourself, Marcella.

So have you, Admiral.

[MacKenzie] The prosecution will prove

that Chief Warrant Officer Raymond Dillard,

in his capacity as Ordnance Officer for the Sixth 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.

The prosecution has you dead to rights, 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.

[whispers] You still open to a plea bargain?

Now's the best time to get a deal...

Before I nail his butt to the wall.

You want to try to make a deal?

Not just yet, sir.

Let's see how today goes in court.

[Marcella] She took this 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?

Well, years ago, I, uh, defended a navy chief

who was a safecracker in civilian life.

One time he told me, "whatever you want to know

"get's hidden right here... Combination to a safe, uh...

phone number of your husband's mistress, uh..."

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

-Yeah. -[speaks Italian]

Looks like she's got your temper.

I remember it when you tore my picture in half.

[sighs] I don't know his name.

Francesca 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 Vittorio and I would not approve of him.

-Why? -I don't know, A.J.

Her friends were always welcome at our house.

Her diary.

Why did she stop seeing him?

Francesca said that they had, um... oh, I don't know.

How do you say it in English? Uh...

um... irresponsible difference.

Irreconcilable?

Yes. I'm sorry.

My English is a little rusty.

My Italian is a little rusty.

Okay.

"Today was the fall showing of Paulo D'affil-meyer.

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 Luscino.

The year I spent in his arms

was the happiest time of my life.

Leaving 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 fit.

I know my mother still cares for him."

You never found another wife?

No.

I cured you of marriage, eh?

Pretty much.

I sometimes wonder what would have happened

if I had stayed with you.

Oh, you'd be, um... living in a cabin in the woods,

married to man who's never home.

Not much difference than the way it is now.

Really? My house would fit in your... front hallway.

[ chuckles]

Vittorio!

[speaking Italian]

[speaking Italian]

Oh, I'm-- I'm so sorry.

Did you find out anything?

I know only what you know, perhaps less.

Signor Paretti, I ask your wife's permission

to look through Francesca's apartment.

And what'd you find?

There is nothing of interest here, Vittorio,

at least not for now.

Just mostly notes, uh,

Francesca made of the fall fashions.

She brings her work home with her.

I wonder what else she brings home.

He is a stupid and loathsome man.

Tell him to get out of this house.

Sparice.

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

End it now, Luscino.

I can't, Francesca. It's gone to far.

There has been too much killing.

There's a lot at stake, Francesca.

[sighs]

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,

not if everyone does 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.

Stay here...

and you will see them again.

You have my word.

[Rabb] Well, you had your day in court, gunner,

so what do you think?

Get in touch with Major MacKenzie.

I'll give her the name of the middlemen in Italy

and the buyers in Afghanistan.

That's a wise choice, gunner.

[sighs] Why'd you do it?

Love...

Love?

That's why I did it.

I met Leila sitting on the steps of the San Giovanni a Mare.

How did you contact the Afghanis?

Leila isAfghani.

She put me in touch with their embassy.

How did 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 off-loaded

from a freighter transporting from the States.

[Rabb] Gun!

[Rabb] Ray!

Ray! Damn it! Ray, help me.

Help me find Francesca.

Who stole the weapons, Ray?

Who stole them?

Luscino... Antinori.

Ray!

[gasping]

[phone ringing]

[speaking Italian]

[speaking Italian]

[speaking Italian]

[speaking Italian]

[bird calling]

♪ ♪

Francesca.

I willkill you, Luscino.

[removes gun clip]

It's not in your nature, Francesca.

You are kind, gentle.

[grunts]

You've changed.

[grunts]

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.

Well, 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. Dolittle.

What I mean, sir, is that

perhaps your daughter's kidnapping

is a matter of coincidence rather that causality.

[phone rings]

I need sleep.

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.

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 Luscino Antinori?

My daughter's lover.

[Roberts] Thank you, sir. That was Mr. Webb.

CIA intel says that

the stinger missiles never got into Afghanistan.

Get in contact with the Sixth Fleet Commander.

Alert him to the change in status

of Chief Warrant Officer Dillard.

Uh... he's dead,sir.

Not a lot gets by you, does it, Lieutenant?

Talk to Sergeant Cade.

See what he knows.

-Admiral... -That'll be all.

Yes, sir.

Uh... you have something to say, Major?

Uh... no, sir.

I- I... I thought maybe

you would want someone to talk to.

What, precisely, would we talk about?

May I speak freely, sir?

Seems like you're bound and determined to.

Well, I-I know that this is, um...

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.

-Just forget about this? -Already have.

Close the hatch on your way out.

Yes, sir.

[sighs]

Thanks, Sarah.

[Rabb] Sergeant, you've known all along that Francesca

was not kidnapped by the Afghans, haven't you?

I've only had, uh...

my suspicions.

So why not tell us?

Because, uh...

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

My boss is a two-star Admiral

theJudge Advocate General of the United States Navy.

He's also Francesca's father.

I didn't know if that would, uh...

impair his judgment.

Angelo Marchetti, the Vespa driver

who killed Chief Warrant Officer Dillard

and, uh, Luscino Antinori...

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.

Luscino Antinori was his capo.

So Dillard was killed to silence him.

Antinori stole the stinger missiles.

I would like to say yes.

Any thought to bringing Antinori in and asking him a few questions?

Well, it's not that easy.

He disappeared the day Francesca was taken.

What does Luscino have to do with Francesca's disappearance?

There is history of bad blood

between the Parettis and the Antinoris.

A year go, Francesca's uncle, Franco Paretti

killed Luscino's father.

In revenge, Luscino killed Franco.

So this is about a mafia vendetta.

Franco's death changed Vittorio Paretti.

For the first time, he takes a place in the family business

and vows to avenge his brother's death.

CIA intel indicates

that these stingers are still here in Italy.

Hmm. The latest trouble between the two families began three weeks ago,

when Vittorio Paretti hijacked one of Antinori's trucks.

It had a cargo of Algerian oranges...

or so the manifest said.

I think maybe Paretti stole the missiles from Antinori.

[Chegwidden] Where's Vittorio?

[Marcella] He's out of town on business.

[Chegwidden] 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, Marcella,

we are talking about our daughter's life.

I don't know anything, A.J.

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.

But you had your suspicions.

Vittorio has been a good husband to me.

He's been a good father to your daughter.

This man, Luscino Antinori,

who our daughter was seeing?

Nothing wrong with him,

except he killed a couple of people.

[sighs]

A.J.

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.

I never stopped loving you.

Someday, I will tell you

about the nights that I cried over you...

listening for your footsteps.

[Chegwidden] Lieutenant, get me

the Sixth Fleet Commander.

Aye, sir.

You were right, Lieutenant.

I was? Thank you, sir.

Com, this is Lieutenant J.G. Roberts, aboard with JAG.

I need a secure line to the Sixth Fleet C.O.

For the Admiral

ASAP.

Uh, what was I right about, sir?

It was a dog instead of a cat.

Uh, Admiral Chegwidden

for Admiral Evans.

-Sixth Fleet Commander, sir. -Harry. A.J.

I got a problem I need your help with.

I need you to authorize an EP-3 overfly in the region of Umbria,

near the town of Monte Santa Maria Tiberina.

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.

Eh... Monte Santa Maria Tiberina.

About 20 miles from Spoleto.

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

Well, not that it matters.

Si.That's a winding, two-lane road

leading in.

Eagle Two to Delta Charlie One approaching ordnance.

Delta Charlie One to Eagle Two...

Roger that. You are clear to proceed.

There are three best possibilities

at Monte Santa Maria Tiberina.

Ah. That is the Mercedes.

[Rabb] There's a dent in the front fender.

[woman] 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 Gaeta, we still go house to house knocking on doors, eh?

[Chegwidden] Hell, we may still have to do that.

That was Major MacKenzie. The Italian defense ministry is convening a special session

in order to discuss deploying

the Groupe Interventional Special.

The meeting starts in approximately 93 minutes.

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

coordinate their efforts with the Major.

Rabb, you're with me.

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

La Cosa Nostrahas been in Italy 500 years

and they will be here 500 more.

Well, not all of them.

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

[Chegwidden] This is my daughter's scarf.

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

Names?

Rear Admiral A.J. Chegwidden.

Lieutenant Commander Harmon Rabb.

Purpose, sir?

Rapid fire qualification, small arms.

How long you going to keep the weapons, sir?

Chief, with any luck, we'll have them back in the morning.

What weapons do you need?

Two nine-millimeter Beretta semiautomatic pistols.

How many rounds, Admiral?

Hundred fifty rounds, semi-jacketed hollow point.

Eight extra magazines.

Two M-590 A-1 shotguns

-with speed-feed stocks. -Purpose?

We want to hone our skills on the skeet range, Chief.

What exactly are you hunting, sir?

Fifty Rounds of double-ought buck and another 50 rounds

of sabot slugs.

A slug round is for short-range hunting, Admiral.

It'd stop a Buick. It's really not appropriate for skeet.

Humor me, chief... just every once in a while

I like to blow the hell out of something.

I know the feeling, sir.

That's a hell of a lot of firepower

for a lawyer, Commander.

Obviously you've never seen him in the courtroom.

[chuckles]

[cocking gun]

[Rabb] That's Antinori's truck.

That's Paretti.

He must have the stinger missiles with him.

[Chegwidden] He's going to trade them for Francesca.

[shooting]

[man speaking Italian]

[conversing in Italian]

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.

It 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.

Hell, you better call me A.J.

All right, A.J.

Let's do it.

I'll take the far side.

Yes, sir.

[bird squawking]

[speaks Italian]

[firing]

[groans]

[grunting]

Papa!

Admiral.

Papa, help!

Sir, how do we know

she didn't go with Luscino willingly?

How well do you really know her?

Can you trust her?

With my life.

[Antinori] I will guarantee your safety, Admiral!

[cocking gun] Well, I sure the hell won't guarantee yours.

[cocks gun] Freeze!

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

Put down your weapons, or she's going to be buried right here.

Now!

Papa, please.

Now move where I can see you.

Let her go, Luscino.

Leave her here.

[Cade] Antinori.

[gasps] Papa!

[Antinori] Francesca, no! Don't do it, Antinori.

-Put it down! -[Antinori] No.

-Papa, your leg. -Put it down, Antinori.

Put it down!

[ gunshot]

[grunts]

I knew you would come for me, Papa.

He's dead.

Are you hurt?

[Francesca] I will never be the same again.

Admiral...

you all right, sir?

It's time to go home.

♪ ♪