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[Bosun's mate] Captain, debris field

2,000 yards off the starboard bow.

[Captain] Huh. Whatever it was, there's a survivor.

There's a person out there.

Bosun, is there a Coast Guard cutter in the vicinity?

-Negative, sir. -I have the con.

Right standard rudder.

Steady on course 165.

All engines ahead two-thirds.

"Right standard rudder, steady on course 165.

All engines ahead two-thirds," aye.

Very well. Sir, that will put inside Cuban territorial waters.

Understood.

[man] Steady on course 165, sir.

Sir, we have visitors off the port bow.

Cuban PTG approaching at high speed.

They're heading for us, sir.

I don't think they see the survivor.

Signal bridge, tell them to stand clear.

No response, sir.

Second message.

[woman over radio] Bridge, CIC. Approaching vessel has

fire-control radar in high PRF track mode.

Captain, they're looking to rumble.

This the Captain.

Train the main battery on the PTG.

Sound General Quarters.

"Sound General Quarters," aye.

[man over radio] General Quarters, General Quarters.

All hands, man battle stations.

[theme song playing]

Such amazing news. You have a little brother.

Someone you can trust and confide in, beat up.

-[chuckles] -That's great.

I don't know how great my mother's

going to think it is.

When are you going to tell her?

I don't know if I am.

It could only hurt her.

Oh, don't you think she has a right to know?

You know, enough of me talking about me.

Let's talk about you.

Did you miss me?

[chuckles]

-Yes. -Mm-hmm.

In between periods of hating you

for leaving me to go to destinations

that I can't even pronounce.

I could make it up to you.

Okay.

[both chuckle]

You can be the barbarian, I'll be the milkmaid.

-[both chuckle] -[phone ringing]

-Hello. -[Chegwidden] Commander,

grab your gear and be in my office in an hour.

I'm sending you and Lieutenant Roberts ASAP to the Caribbean.

Got an investigation of an alleged act of aggression

-against a Cuban naval vessel. -Uh, sir...

Oh, I'm sorry. You just got back from Russia.

-Have you slept yet? -No, sir.

Well, make it an hour and a half.

Yes, sir.

This destination you can pronounce.

[sighs]

[knocking]

You look like Maxwell Smart.

[laughs]

I figured since you only spend time with spies ,

I thought I'd give it a shot.

Well, come in and kiss me.

It works.

[barking]

Hey, mate, how are you?

Works a little too well, I think.

Thanks for taking care of him.

-My pleasure. -And for putting up with all that nonsense

that happened before I left.

I know that you felt left out.

It's a new day, Sarah.

And I've got you apologizing.

-Life is good. -[both chuckle]

I found a beauty place down at Rock Creek Park.

I've already moved in.

That was fast.

I only had two criteria:

a great view

and room for king-sized bed.

What are your plans for tomorrow?

I'm spending the day with my boyfriend.

Good 'cause he's taking you to a brunch

being held in his honor by the boss of his new firm.

Oh.

I really need you there, Sarah.

Then I'll be there.

[military chatter over speaker]

Welcome to the Dace, gentlemen.

That Cuba off your stern, X.O.?

We've got Cuba up our stern, Commander.

That's why you're here.

As soon as we showed them our 76

they showed us their wake.

We went by, picked up the refugee

returned to international waters

and notified the chain of command.

And apparently, it made it all the way up to SecNav.

A Cuban official with a very loud voice

-delivered that message. -They lit us up, Commander.

My book tells me to go to General Quarters.

We read the same book, sir.

Good. Are we done?

Not quite, sir.

Oh. It's not like I don't have the time.

We're steaming around here in circles.

This is going to be the longest transit time

from Gitmo to Key West in recorded history.

Could you tell us when you first saw

the Cuban vessel, sir?

As we were approaching the girl.

Radar didn't pick them up before, sir?

They had just turned the point.

They make an attempt at a rescue, sir?

We don't think they saw her.

They were more interested in spanking us

for being in their back yard.

According to the deck log,

you were half a mile in, sir.

On the assumption that the Right of Assistance Entry would protect my six.

Did you attempt to signal the Cuban vessel about the girl?

There was no time for that.

You signaled them to back off, though, Captain. Twice.

We were in the middle of the rescue.

What would you be implying with this line of questioning?

Just trying to determine the intent of both parties, sir.

Can you tell me where I stand?

Well, sir, we still have follow up with your subordinates and talk to the girl

but you seem to be on solid ground.

About the girl...

how long can I grant her a temporary refuge?

Until the INS arrives, sir,

and determine her immigration status.

They're on their way.

She has less than 24 hours of freedom

before they send her back.

How do you know they'll send her back, sir?

Her feet are wet, Lieutenant.

They never touched U.S. soil.

She and Elian can grow up in tyranny together.

[Crozier] Think of it this way.

You spot a cat stranded in your neighbor's tree.

You don't see anyone around,

so you climb the fence to rescue the cat.

Just then, your neighbor appears,

but instead of thanking you for the good deed,

he threatens you with a shotgun.

Is that the way you saw it, sir?

That's the way it happened, Lieutenant.

The Captain made us proud.

After what we've seen go down,

it couldn't been handled better.

What have you seen, Commander?

The Coast Guard intercepts boats every week out here.

We've witnessed refugees swallow rat poison

and threaten to immolate themselves

rather than be sent back.

Picking up the girl and backing off that boat

meant a lot to us.

You do realize she's feet wet, X.O.?

Asylum's unlikely.

Does the Captain know that?

He's the one that told us.

[exhales] It's got to be hard for him.

Why's that?

He's Cuban-American.

Hates Castro.

Sickbay's third hatch on the right, gentlemen.

Thanks.

So, what am I thinking, Lieutenant?

You're wondering, sir, if Captain Berroa

backed down the Cuban vessel

in order to pick up the girl

before they spotted her.

Yeah, and am I thinking that's an issue?

Well, not a legal one, sir.

The girl's life was in immediate danger.

The captain was obligated under international law

to effect a rescue,

and temporary refuge is appropriate

under Naval Regulation Article 0-9-3-9.

The interference of the Cuban vessel

appears immaterial.

What's my opinion of the Captain?

That I couldn't tell you, sir.

I respect him,

'cause he's clever enough to stay true to his principles

without breaking the rules.

[groans loudly]

Should have got that one, sir.

As you were.

I'm Commander Rabb. This is Lieutenant Roberts.

We're with JAG.

Petty officers Tippit and Montanez, sir.

I'm acting Senior Corpsman

while the chief is on emergency leave.

I've been assigned to be

the girl's interpreter, sir.

Good. How is she?

Not bad, sir, considering what she's been through.

I'm keeping a close watch for pneumonia.

What's her name?

Reynalda Montilla, sir.

"Reynalda."

Is she aware of what's going on?

Pretty much, sir.

What has she told you so far?

It was she and her father in a 12-foot skiff, sir.

They were trying to make it to relatives in Miami.

They sank in total darkness 11 miles out.

Her father took off his pants, tied off the openings,

and blew air into them so she could use them

as a flotation device.

Twenty minutes later, he was gone.

She spent the rest of the night

being poked by sharks.

Where's the mother?

She died when the girl was three, sir.

Is Reynalda up for answering a few questions?

[speaks Spanish]

Great.

Ask her which ship she saw first--

the American frigate or the Cuban patrol boat.

[speaks Spanish]

-Americano. -The Dace, sir.

[speaks Spanish]

She wants to know if you're going

to take her to the U.S., sir.

[Bosun] JAG on the bridge.

[Pilot] Pine Tree, this Greenfield 24.

This is Pine Tree. State your purpose.

Request permission to land and off-load INS representative.

Sir?

Permission denied.

Send them back, X.O.

[Crozier] Greenfield 2-4. This is Pine Tree.

Permission denied.

[Pilot] Pine Tree,

Greenfield 2-4 requests clarification.

Captain, may we have a word in private, Sir?

X.O., it's your bridge.

Aye, aye, sir.

Greenfield 2-4, this is Pine Tree.

Continue in the hover pattern.

I waved her off, Commander

because there is no need for the INS aboard this vessel.

I am personally delivering Reynalda Mantilla

to the United States where she belongs.

Captain...

Sir, I am obligated to inform you

that if you continue on the stated course...

Under what article of the UCMJ,

would I be subject to court-martial?

Article 92, Sir-- violating general orders

and willful dereliction of duty.

And can you tell me

what naval regulations guarantee the right

to seek freedom from political oppression.

None.

That's why I'm doing this.

Captain, is this really the way you want to end your naval career?

On principle? Yes.

Sir, what if I told you there may be another way?

Reynalda has said she has family in Miami, Sir.

The INS could determine that since her father is dead,

she's better off in the U.S. with them.

And if they determine otherwise?

Captain, I'm not selling insurance, just reason.

[Rabb] Well, Sir, the Lieutenant and I believe

that Captain Berroa acted in accordance

with the Standing Rules of Engagement

when he trained his gun on the Cuban vessel.

Yeah, but Cuba is claiming that we were the aggressor.

Well, they would be wrong, Sir.

Senior officers aboard ship and the refugee herself

back up the Captain's account.

Well, SECNAV got a 3:00 a.m. call from the President.

He's having Elian Gonzalez nightmares

and doesn't want that girl anywhere near U.S. soil.

Is he making this our issue, Sir?

Mine. Keep me apprised.

Will do, Admiral.

Sir, may I ask why you didn't tell him

about the helicopter incident?

Because Captain Berroa reversed his decision, Lieutenant.

So you're just going to let him slide, Sir?

I'll watch and wait.

Hey, Mic, mighty good to see you.

[overlapping chatter]

Did you see the Bentley parked in the driveway?

I couldn't see it over that lady's diamond.

How does she keep her arm from falling asleep?

-You all right? -Sure.

So what do you say we start with the person who bought her the diamond?

Why not?

-There he is. -Larry.

Lieutenant Colonel Sarah MacKenzie.

Sarah, Larry Kaliski

senior partner of Ryan, Price, and Segel.

My pleasure.

[laughing] Well, I have to say

that when Mic told me you were a Marine JAG

I expected John Wayne in a dress.

[laughing]

-You looking for a job? -No.

Mm. Mind if I take him away for a second?

I'm not his boss, you are.

Oh, you're verygood.

Come on.

I'll be right back. [laughing]

[sighs]

Take a look over there...

[clears throat]

-Am I wrong? -Hell of a nice package, Mic.

Yeah, she is!

[military chatter over radio]

I'll talk to the girl.

But outside of proof of persecution

or a serious medical condition,

I see no INS precedent for granting her asylum.

So you'll be sending her back, ma'am?

According to the U.S. Interests Section in Havana

she has relatives in Cuba

who have the means to care for her.

That's good enough for us.

But if she had set foot on U.S. soil...

She could've applied for asylum

under the Cuban Adjustment Act.

Well, why didn't that work for Elian Gonzalez?

He's six, and not considered old enough

to understand the implication of his choice.

Reynalda's 13.

A Circuit Court of Appeals ruling

determined that a 12-year-old Russian boy

was capable of making such decisions in his own interests.

And she can't take advantage of that, because she's feet wet.

I admit that it all seems arbitrary, Lieutenant

but when a refugee is desperate enough,

they generally find a way.

[speaking Spanish]

[crying]

I think that went pretty well.

Were you talking about me to Larry Kaliski?

-Yeah. He likes you. -In what way?

He thinks you're the complete package:

Sharp, smart and sexy.

-He's not wrong. You are. -Is that why you were gloating?

Gloating?! I have a right to be proud of you, Sarah.

Mick, I came here as a favor to you.

I came because I had to, and you said you wanted to be with me.

You knew how uncomfortable I'd be.

Wait a minute!

This tape is about me.

Four hours when I didn't have to pursue you

or excuse myself while I spoke to your colleagues...

or take care of your dog.

-I apologize for that. -But that's how you see me.

A moon-faced admirer who massages your ego

and helps you forget your past.

-That is nottrue. -Look...

I work for this man now.

This is a bloody good opportunity,

and I'm not going to jeopardize it

because of something that happened to you

before I was in your life.

-Mic, you are wrong-- -Sarah...

Leave it. Get in the car.

[slams door]

Excuse me, Captain.

-At ease. How is she? -Better, sir.

Petty Officer Montanez is monitoring her condition.

What do you think it is?

I'm not sure, sir. There's no fever.

We purged her of the seawater she ingested.

Could be parasites. Hard to say.

What if it's something more serious, like organ damage?

That requires testing equipment more sophisticated

than what we have on board, sir.

Ma'am?

It's my understanding that INS

regularly admits refugees to U.S. hospitals for treatment.

Under urgent medical circumstances only.

Well, we have a girl with stomach pains

and no credible means of diagnosis.

[sighs]

When did these symptoms first occur, Corpsman?

I was in the stockroom at the time, sir.

The captain was with her when it happened.

[Berroa] Is there anything further?

-[corpsman] No, sir. -Then that will be all.

Yes, sir.

Do you recall the time, Captain?

About 15 minutes before you arrived.

I came down to see how she was doing.

She was looking a little queasy, but talkative, even animated.

Then, suddenly, she gripped her stomach and collapsed

-on the floor. -Mrs. Vitagliano,

if Reynalda were admitted to a U.S. hospital

would she be considered feet dry?

Yes, Commander.

Ma'am?

Your decision.

Can we get that helicopter back?

Commander...

I was expecting you.

Captain, I have a question about the girl, sir.

You have a family?

No, sir.

I thought as much.

You and I are alike in that way.

In a lot of ways, in fact.

Captain, about the girl, sir.

If I had started a family,

Reynalda could've been my daughter, Commander.

But, instead, she was born under a system

where families turn each other into the police.

I'm aware of the conditions in Cuba, sir.

Are you aware of what those conditions do to the soul?

I know youare, Captain.

You care what happens to this girl?

Do you care about naval regulations, sir?

Cite one for me, Commander.

"Personnel of the Department of the Navy

shall neither directly nor indirectly

invite persons to seek asylum or temporary refuge."

You think I've done that.

You tell me, sir.

Well, I wanted to comfort her.

To let her know that there were other Cubans

who had grown up without blood families.

I did not suggest she fake an illness.

Sir, I saw you wave off--

I break rules cleanly, Commander.

If I do it, you know it. I don't cheat.

-You want to tell me what was going-- -Corpsman just called.

Reynalda's running a fever.

It's up to 102 and climbing.

You're welcome to check for yourself.

[SecNav] How the hell did this happen?

[Rabb on phone] There's a loophole in the 1995 Cuban Migration Accord, sir.

That's not a loophole, that's a black hole.

Anyone can fake a stomachache.

The girl's sick, Mr. Secretary.

Not half as sick as the President's going to be.

Well, sir, as I'm sure the Admiral has indicated,

there's little we can do to affect the outcome.

I can assure you, though, sir,

her illness does appear legitimate.

[alarm blaring]

Commander, is that the General Alarm?

[Bos'un's Mate on P.A.] General Quarters, General Quarters.

All hands, man your battle stations.

Yes, sir, the, uh, the bridge is sounding General Quarters.

I'm going to have to cut this short

We're manning battle stations, sir.

Battle stations.

I'll order in lunch.

[Bo'sun's Mate] JAG on the bridge.

She's on an intercept course, sir.

They're back, Commander.

Let's make her eat our wake. Engines ahead full.

[Mate] All engines ahead full, aye.

Captain, those boats are built for speed, sir.

You're not going to try and outrun it, are you?

I'm going to run her out of gas, Commander.

Captain, they're signaling us.

"Orlando Mantilla...

alive in Cuba."

Who's Orlando Mantilla?

That would be the girl's father, Lieutenant.

All engines stop!

[Mate] All engines stop, aye.

[Berroa] The State Department confirms the message.

Orlando Mantilla was picked up by a garbage scow

eight miles off Havana.

He's dehydrated, but awake and lucid.

Has he made a statement, Captain?

He wants to be reunited with his daughter.

[Vitagliano] And he will be.

The girl appears to be stable now,

and the INS doesn't like to interfere

with the rights of a non-abusive parent.

Ma'am, Reynalda needs treatment.

I would like to proceed with the plan

to bring her to the hospital at N.A.S. Key West.

And I don't think we should take the Cubans at their word.

What are you suggesting?

That they've conscripted some stand-in

for the real Orlando Mantilla?

Or that the real Orland Mantilla

is being controlled by Cuban officials.

Why would they have to force him to ask for his daughter back?

I'm sure he wants to be with her, Lieutenant

but in the United States where they were originally headed.

He's in Cuba now, Captain.

[Crozier] I agree with the skipper, ma'am.

If the Cuban government

is sincere about uniting the two,

the can send her father to us.

Loophole is closed, gentlemen.

This is not Elian Gonzalez's father.

Orlando Mantilla wants to be free.

Orland Mantilla and his daughter are alive.

They should thank God for their blessings and try to immigrate legally.

[Berroa] Cuban immigration to the U.S. is far from automatic.

There's a lottery involved,

and authorities can delay applications at will.

Captain, you've stated your case.

Now, let me do my job.

First thing is you tell the girl her father's alive.

Ma'am. Sir. May I suggest that before we do anything,

we verify the existence of the father

and the veracity of these statements?

Fair enough.

Thank you, Commander.

You may very well have given that family a reprieve.

-[phone ringing] - Hi, this is Sarah.

- Leave me a message, and I'll call you back. -[beep]

Sarah, it's Mic.

I was too angry to talk about it in the car,

but I'm ready now.

I'm at 7811 Connecticut Avenue, apartment 906.

-Mic, I'm sorry. I... -[dial tone]

[sighing]

[hangs up phone]

You're fiddling, Lieutenant.

What's up?

Sir, do you support the Captain's position?

I support an informed process, Bud.

This has nothing to do with the Captain.

You've been awfully helpful to him, sir.

It seems that way.

Sir, that's my point.

I'm not playing favorites.

Well, I'll bet you the Captain thinks you are, sir.

[military chatter over radio]

It appears you were one step ahead of us, Commander.

The Cuban government just invited me to Havana

to interview Orlando Mantilla.

I've suggested that she be accompanied

by a representative of the United States Navy.

[Vitagliano] We'll hold off telling Reynalda

-until we return. -Well, that's a good idea, ma'am.

Good luck.

I don't think you understand.

The Captain suggested you come with me.

[Berroa] With blessings from the Secretary of the Navy.

[sighs]

[announcer] This is a ZNN Special Bulletin.

You are watching a live video feed from Cuba

of President Fidel Castro speaking with what is assumed to be

an official American delegation.

Although they won't comment directly

on the nature of the visit, Cuban authorities indicate

that the thawing of U.S./Cuban military tensions

-might be forthcoming. -Good God.

Hi.

Tiner wasn't at his desk, so we just...

-Um... -[TV shuts off]

Was it tonight?

7:00 sharp.

Not tomorrow.

Danny's out of town tomorrow.

Oh. Well, I apologize.

Uh... A.J. Chegwidden.

-I'm usually more appealing without egg on my face. -Oh, I understand.

Last semester, I pulled an all-nighter for a poli-sci exam

and at breakfast, I fell asleep in my omelet.

-[all chuckling] -Well, it's great meeting you.

You know, your mother's told me a lot about you.

Says you have good character.

You told him I had good character?

Remember the time your friend Troy

stole a bag full of army men from a toy store

and you brought it back?

Well, yeah, it was because I told him

to steal a model of the Enterprise.

[all chuckling]

[door opens]

Good evening, Mr. Mantilla. How are you feeling?

Estos son los representantes de los Estados Unidos

y quieren saber como se siente.

Mucho mejor.

Aqui me estan cuidando bien.

He's better.

Says we're taking good care of him.

Why isn't he in the hospital?

This is one of the President's residences.

He thought Mr. Mantilla could recover here in peace.

He's receiving excellent medical attention.

Como esta Reynalda?

He is asking about Reynalda.

She has a fever and stomach cramps.

Tenia dolor de estomago

pero ahora se siente mejor.

We plan to take her to the United States

for treatment.

Los doctores del barco la estan cuidando muy bien.

Can we speak with Mr. Mantilla privately?

You speak Spanish, Commander?

Well, I speak a few words, two of which are Estados Unidos,

-neither of which did I hear you say. -I don't understand.

[Vitagliano] He's questioning your translation skills.

May I suggest that you improve them

or tell Mr. Mantilla that his daughter

will be waiting for him in our country.

Ask him what he did

after he escaped and his boat capsized.

Que hizo cuando el barco se volco?

Heche aire a mi pantalon

para que siquierra "float" de Reynalda.

He blew air into his pants

so his daughter would stay afloat.

Mi canse...

y agarri nos siento de madera.

But he got tired

and grabbed onto a wooden seat.

Que las olas

era tan grandes.

The waves were big.

No la puda retener.

And he couldn't hold onto her.

Soy tan stupido.

He says he's stupid.

Should I let him know

what you're trying to tell him about his daughter?

-Yes. -Please.

Reynalda esta enferma.

Le iban a traerlos Estados Unidos

para tratamiento.

Traera aqui ahorita.

Will they bring Reynalda here?

Ask him if he would still like to go

to the United States with Reynalda.

Le gustaria ir a los Estados Unidos con ella?

I'll answer that.

He has been offered a good job here with more money.

Hmm. So, you're saying that you won't let him leave.

I don't make those decisions.

Si Reynalda estuviera

revuelten Cuba conmigo... estaya feliz.

He says he's happy to be in Cuba

as long as his daughter is with him.

[Rabb] These orders come straight from the SECNAV himself, sir.

In accordance with Orlando Mantilla's wishes,

Reynalda is to be returned to him in Cuba.

We could send her back on the PTG, Captain.

They duped you.

Sir?

As soon as Reynalda arrives and is out of sight of the cameras,

-her father will be imprisoned. -Captain,

the INS monitors returned refugees

with the full cooperation of the Cuban government.

Replace the word "cooperation" with control, ma'am.

Captain, we need to tell Reynalda

that her father is alive, and he wants her back.

He may be alive, but he speaks with Castro's tongue, Commander.

What the hell happened to your objectivity?

Don't tell me Fidel bought you

with a Cohiba and a television camera.

This is not a forum, Captain.

-You are under orders. -Stand down, Commander.

I am the highest authority on this ship

and the only one who's lived

under a Communist dictatorship,

and if anyone here believes

that they have a better understanding

into that world, speak up.

-Helmsman. -Yes, sir?

Give me a heading for Key West.

Aye, aye, sir.

We're going home.

[military chatter over radio]

[Vitagliano] Captain.

Let me ask you something.

Why do you think you have the right

to separate father and child?

What gives youthe right to bring them together

under totalitarian rule?

Father's wishes?

Even if we could believe that to be true, ma'am,

they'd be selfish wishes.

If I were in his position,

I'd want her to live under a free flag.

Do you have children, Captain?

-No, I don't, Lieutenant. -With all due respect, Sir,

I don't think you know what you would do.

When my parents heard the Cuban youth were being sent to schools

in East Germany,

they put me on a Pedro Pan flight to Miami.

I was four and a half.

Emotional reasons aside, Captain...

I can'tput them aside.

My father died in prison.

My mother had heart failure at 38.

[man over radio] Bridge, Radio Control.

We have the Secretary of the Navy

and Judge Advocate General for the Captain.

-Patch it up. -Aye, aye, sir.

Mr. Secretary, this is Captain Berroa

-of the U.S.S. Dace. -[Secretary] Captain,

I have been informed by N.A.S. Key West

that you're presently on course to that facility.

[Berroa] That's correct, Sir.

[Secretary] Your orders are to head to Guantanamo.

[Berroa] I understand, Sir, but I believe

that I have a greater duty to act in the best interest

of the refugee. Reynalda Mantilla is running a high fever

and deserves the finest medical care available.

It was always her father's intention

that Reynalda reach the United States.

And we are accommodating those wishes.

Finally, most of the men and women on this vessel are alive today

because the United States opened its arms to their ancestors.

Reynalda Mantilla has been denied the same privilege

because she wasn't lucky enough to reach our shores...

Captain, I don't give a rat's--

Sir, before you continue, I should advise you

this conversation is being heard on the bridge.

You arrogant son of a--

Captain, A.J. Chegwidden and Judge Advocate General.

I have to tell you that you're in violation of a direct order

which can result in court-martial, dismissal,

and hard labor at Leavenworth.

I can't obey the order, Sir.

Not in good conscience.

Hold on.

Mr. Secretary, he's falling on his sword.

I advise you to relieve him of duty.

-It should go through the chain of command. -Well, yes, Sir,

but by that time, he'll be docking in Key West.

I would deal with it now, while you have him on the line.

This is the Secretary of the Navy speaking.

Is the X.O. on the bridge?

Yes, Sir, I'm here.

Your name and rank?

Commander William Crozier, Sir.

[Secretary] Commander Crozier...

Stay on course.

Aye, Sir.

-This can't work, Captain. -What, Commander?

Trying to prevent the Secretary of the Navy from replacing you with the X.O., Sir.

For all I know, the Secretary was inviting

the Commander to his birthday party.

Well, you'd be the only person on this bridge

who believes that, Captain.

-So be it. -X.O., I advise you

to get the Secretary back on the horn

and receive your orders.

Commander?

I heard you.

Commander, this is more than an issue for Captain Berroa.

This is a crusade.

You may want to consider-- is it worth

your career taking a dive for his principles?

You don't have to be Cuban to agree with the Captain.

Just spend a day out here

watching refugees being sent back.

I care what happens to this girl.

Well, what about what this girl feels and thinks?

She doesn't even know her father's alive.

Sir, we need to tell her.

Don't complicate it for her, Commander.

If she gives up her freedom now,

she'll regret it when she's older.

With all due respect, Sir, that's speculative.

I need to be sure before putting my career in jeopardy.

[Vitagliano] Reynalda,

I represent the Immigration and Naturalization Service.

Your father was found alive at sea.

He was rescued and brought to Havana.

[woman translating in Spanish]

[crying] Esta en Cuba?

Yeah. We visited him,

and he told us that he wants us to bring you to him.

Lo visitamos en Cuba y el quiere que tu se revuelta.

Pero mi quiero ir a Los Estados Unidos.

She says she wants to go to the United States.

Well, ask her if she realizes

that she'll be separated from her father.

¿Tu entiendes que te estaria separado de tu padre?

Yo voy a ver a mi papa.

Juntos prometimos que si o no nosotros lo que llegaron

a los Estados Unidos...

el otro se seia tratando de lograrlo.

She believes she'll see her father.

They had an agreement:

The one who made it to the U.S. would stay.

The one who didn't would keep trying.

Excuse me, Captain.

X.O., I have a flash precedence message

from the Secretary of the Navy.

I'll take that.

Captain...

Master-at-arms?

Yes, Sir.

Commander Crozier is under arrest.

Confined to quarters until further notice.

-Sir? -That's an order.

Aye, aye, Sir.

Uh, what are you doing, Captain?

He's saving your career, X.O.

by preventing you from disobeying an order

to take control of the ship.

If you're under arrest,

you can't answer one way or the other.

Well, Sir, you have what you want now.

I hope it's enough.

This is the Captain.

Inform radio to send this message

to the U.S. organization Cubana Americano.

"The American frigate, the U.S.S. Stanley Dace

will be arriving in the morning at N.A.S. Key West

with a rescued Cuban girl."

[man] Aye, aye, sir.

[knocking on door]

[pop song playing quietly]

[Brumby] Come in.

[sighs]

It's beautiful.

[sighs]

-So... -I'm sorry.

I was being selfish and insecure.

[sighs]

You did have the right to expect more from me.

You're wrong about how I think about you.

[sighs]

The truth is that you challenge

in the best way

my preconceptions about men.

[sighs]

You were going to say something?

I was going to accuse you

of being selfish and insecure.

Do you love me, Sarah?

Yes.

Is that because I love you?

It's because you areyou.

Are we okay?

What are you doing?

Adding another light.

Why?

To celebrate another week of...

having each other in our lives.

[Rabb] I had hoped to appeal to reason, Captain.

[Berroa] How reasonable would you be

if your principles were on the line?

Well, I wouldn't disobey a direct order, Sir.

She's free. Doesn't that mean anything to you?

To all of us, Captain.

That's never been in question.

The Commander, the Lieutenant, and myself, however

are driven by reason

you're not, and that's where you stand alone.

Venga.

Captain Berroa.

I'm Rodney Conger with the State Department.

Excuse us. Mate--

Captain... I have orders

to put this girl in a helicopter

and to send her back to Cuba.

Once she touches the dock, she'll be "feet dry."

Now, we will do this with or without your cooperation.

Her father wants her back, Sir.

Mr. Conger, I'm Janet Vitagliano.

I'm from the I.N.S.

The girl's aware of her father's decision,

but she wants to be here nonetheless.

Now, she does have the right to choose for herself based on...

The ruling from the Seventh Circuit Court of Appeals.

We're in the 11th, ma'am.

I'm sorry, but this order comes from the top.

The parents' wishes are binding,

and you're overruled.

Not if the parent is abusive.

I'm sorry?

Reynalda's father put her out to sea

in a boat that was too small,

recklessly endangering her safety.

He was trying to get her to the U.S.

He almost killed her.

We have 200 witnesses

aboard this ship who will attest to that.

That is not child abuse.

Leaving a child alone in a car

for ten minutes is child abuse, Mr. Conger.

What are the consequences of these charges, ma'am?

-An I.N.S. hearing. -Then I suggest

you take Reynalda into your custody for processing.

I could do that.

If her father wants to contest the charges,

he can come here and testify.

Okay, this is all amusing, but...

Mr. Conger,

this has been a very long day.

Now shut up and get out of our way.

Thank you both.

You're an annoying man, Captain.

And you're welcome.

I knew you'd step up when it counted, Commander.

You see? We are alike.

The only difference is, you're smarter.

Well, Sir, I would take a moment.

It's going to be rough from this point on, Captain.

Captain.

Mrs. Vitagliano, it's been a pleasure, ma'am.

Well, Commander... if I wasn't too old, too short,

too married...

[chuckles] Never mind.

[laughing]

Cual paso, Reynalda.

[theme song playing]