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[thunder crashing]

Just boot up online.

[indistinct chatter]

[man] As long as we allow them...

Welcome to sunny California, gentlemen.

I was starting to think we wouldn't be seeing you tonight.

We were having the same thought, Sir,

along about Point Mugu.

And Pax River, and Oceana, and North Island.

It's a mess out there, Sir.

Least you won't have to wait on your plane.

Upgrade was finished three days ago.

[yawns]

You sure you don't want to bunk down for the night?

No, thank you, Sir.

Got a little waitress waiting for me

a the Barefoot Bar.

[chuckles] Wouldn't want to ruin her evening.

Got your John Hancocks.

That's one fully upgraded F-14,

officially released to the U.S. Navy.

Say hi to China Lake for me.

-You got it. -Will do, Sir.

Wind sweep automatic.

Check. Flaps down. Check.

Tower, this is Navy Jet 2-3-4-8 ready for takeoff.

[tower] Roger that, Navy Jet 2-3-4-8. You're clear for takeoff.

Cartwright!

What the hell is this?!

I found it in the cockpit.

Hey, I don't leave my tools anywhere, Bob.

-Guess the screwdriver fairy must've left it there, huh? -Herskovitz borrowed that.

I had a buddy once-- some idiot left a wrench in the cockpit

flew up while he was doing a loop

and hit him the face.

[loud boom]

Man, that thunder's getting close.

[sirens blaring]

Bob, that was the plane going to China Lake!

[theme song playing]

Oh, college catalog, Tiner?

You cruising for coeds?

Taking some courses, Gunny.

Looking for ways to make myself more valuable

around the office.

Oh, they have a major in alphabetical order?

Maybe improve your filing skills?

I'm thinking about finishing up my bachelor's degree,

then going to law school.

Wiggins file?

Has the meeting started yet?

The Admiral went up five minutes ago, ma'am.

Hmm, five minutes and 12 seconds.

You owe me a buck.

Mick, what are you doing here?

You're three hours early for lunch.

Yeah, but who's counting?

Okay. You want to come back later?

Maybe wait downstairs?

[Chegwidden] All right, now that we're all here,

we'll get started.

First up is the F-14 crash at Frohl Technologies

which was in the midst

of a third-party aircraft upgrade.

Rabb, you and Lieutenant Roberts will handle the investigation

with the assistance of the Frohl Tech representative.

You'rethe Frohl Tech representative?

My firm's on retainer.

Who would've thought we'd all be working together again so soon?

Yeah, who'd have thought?

Well, good to see you, Sir.

"Mic's" fine, mate.

Admiral, do we have the aircraft's

heads-up-display recorder?

No, it was burned up with all the rest.

Preliminary reports are inconclusive

but they're leaning toward pilot error.

I see it had been raining, Sir.

Now, Commander Urquizu was a good stick--

second in his class at Top Gun, 40 missions over Kosovo.

It'd take more than a little rain to trip him up.

Well, he had more than a little rain, mate.

They'd been ferrying planes

back and forth for three straight days...

Brumby, I'm sure your employers would love to blame

two aviators rather than a faulty hardware upgrade

but I think it's a little premature to be...

[Chegwidden] Well...

Looks like you two guys are going to save the government

-a lot of time and money. -How's that, Sir?

Have a debate instead of an investigation.

I should've thought that years ago.

Sarah, what's the matter?

"What's the matter?"

Surprise! I moved to America.

Surprise! You're my new brunch date, babe.

Surprise! We're working together.

You made me look stupid in there.

I didn't feel like discussing business last night.

-Or this morning. -You should've warned me.

I didn't want to mix business with pleasure.

Cut back on the surprises, Mic

or there won't be anymore pleasure.

No worries. Won't happen again.

You're all invited to a sneak preview

of my latest project-- the reelection

of Congresswoman Bobbi Latham.

[announcer] When Congresswoman Bobbi Latham learned

that there wasn't enough money to buy

Michigan students their own textbooks, she said "no."

When she learned the Pentagon wanted 40 billion dollars

for the flawed Spyglass surveillance system,

she said "no." Now she's leading the fight against

wasteful military spending.

Our current prosperity should be an opportunity

to build our schools and our cities,

not to throw money away on unneeded

and overpriced weapons and military hardware.

I'll work for you, the people of Michigan.

[announcer] Paid for by the Committee for Reelection of Bobbi Latham.

On second thought,

maybe you're not my target audience.

Renee.

Excuse me.

Thank God none of you live in Michigan.

What?

Oh, lunch is off?

Oh, no, no. Let me guess.

Zimbabwe in five hours?

Well, you're close.

San Diego in four.

Oh. Oh, that's good, Harm.

The sooner you tell your mother, the better.

Oh...

Renee, Mom's in Europe.

A-A-And... Look, I'm not even so sure

I'm going to tell her.

I mean, what am I'm going say?

"Hey, Mom, Russia was great.

I-I got to ride in a helicopter.

Oh, by the way, when Dad was a POW there

he lived with a woman and they had a son.

I met him, real nice guy.

So how was your trip?"

Did I ever tell you the story

about my old actress roommate in L.A.?

She had this fiancee.

And one day, he decides he's had it.

He is moving back to Indiana.

Or, Idaho... well, it was of those "I" states.

Anyway, he wants her to marry him

and to come with.

So she asks me, is she a good enough actress

that she should stay in L.A.

instead of going and being with the man she loves?

Okay, well, she was the worst actress I had ever seen.

But I didn't want to hurt her feelings.

And so, I lied. And she stayed.

And he married somebody else. And the last I heard,

she is still living in that same apartment.

Look, your mom was tough enough to raise you on her own.

She's not going to break. And for all you know,

she might actually be happy that your dad

found a little bit of joy after all of his pain.

Let's have lunch.

You can drive me to the airport afterwards.

Uh, yeah.

[man] It's a big contract, Sir--

upgrading 130 F-14 Deltas and F-14 Echoes on a deadline?

I've been the NAVPRO in charge of quality assurance

-since the project started. -What are they doing, exactly?

New turbine blades, automatic flight control systems...

You name it, Lieutenant.

Tell me about the night of the crash, Commander.

-I never should've let those guys go. -They were just plain beat.

Anything else make you question their fitness to fly?

The younger one, Berke

he was pretty anxious about getting home.

-What about the aircraft? -The work was done.

Checked by Frohl Tech; double-checked by me.

And by him. Wilson!

Test pilot.

They're investigating.

-Too bad about those boys. -Yes, it is.

-You checked out their plane, correct? -Six to eight times.

A functional test flight after each job was done and then, uh

prior to pickup, a full-card test flight.

Two full hours. That's the drill.

-What do you fly, Commander? -Fourteens. Or, I used to.

Man, it's a shame to have you on the ground, then.

You ever get the itch, we'll take one up.

Well, if you can find the time.

You fly every aircraft half a dozen times, huh?

[Brumby] Asked and answered, Counselor.

My F.C.F. card's on file.

I'll be here, you got anymore questions.

Thanks.

Yeah, I worked on that plane.

It's all in the report.

Well, I'd like to hear firsthand

exactly what you did on it.

Turbine shroud, blade upgrades, like all the others.

That one also needed a mainmount brake assembly.

And everything was fine?

Looked okay to me.

And to Holtsford, and the test pilot.

Oh, Wilson. Yeah, he doesn't seem the type

to let anything slide.

Wilson? Yeah, that's an understatement.

You know what pilots use for birth control?

Yeah, their personalities.

What's the difference between a pilot and a jet engine?

Jet engine stops whining when it lands.

Look, I feel real bad about what happened.

So what are you doing to this one?

Replacing the heads-up-display computer.

Our HUD, it sometimes jitters so bad

we shut it off in mid-flight.

Yeah, we removed and replaced a lot HUDs for that reason.

Oh, yeah? Where's the C.S.D?

How's that?

You're missing a CSD

-What's a C.S.D? -[Rabb] Constant Speed Drive, Sir.

It supplies electrical power to the aircraft.

A bad CSD could account for the loss of control

that caused the crash, Sir.

An upgraded F-14 was due for pickup, but it had

a faulty CSD, Sir.

Commander Holtsford pulled

a replacement from the mishap 14.

Well, what did he replace that one with?

A CSD from another aircraft that had just come in

but without cannibalization paperwork,

test procedures, or inspection.

He lied to us, Sir, and he's probably responsible

for the death of those two aviators.

Dereliction of duty, at least, Sir.

Maybe negligent homicide.

All right.

Inform the Convening Authority that a court-martial's in order.

-Aye, Sir. -Aye, Sir.

Bud, see if Holtsford's records

have come in from BUPERS.

On it, Sir.

[Latham] Commander Rabb.

Congresswoman Latham, I didn't realize

I was on your whistle-stop tour, ma'am.

You are.

I've come for any report you picked up

in the Frohl Tech investigation.

Now, what makes you think I would give you files

from an active case?

We're investigating a naval officer assigned to Frohl Tech.

Lieutenant Commander Bob Holtsford.

His attorney's been in contact with me.

I'm holding a congressional hearing on waste and fraud at Frohl Tech.

Lieutenant Commander Holtsford has agreed to testify.

In exchange, I'm giving him full immunity from prosecution.

[Rabb] Immunity?!

You can't do that, Bobbi. I'm going to nail this guy.

-Is that an order, Commander? -Holtsford is probably responsible

for the death of two good men, and he needs to pay for it.

No, no, no. What he needs to do is help me expose

the waste and incompetence at Frohltech.

Ah, ha-ha.

This isn't about this case at all, is it?

Frohltech has a contract to the Spyglass project--

your big campaign issue.

For good reason. It's a $40 billion waste.

Don't make speeches to me.

If there wasn't an election, there wouldn't be a hearing.

I didn't want your subordinates

hearing me call you an ass.

Holtsford didn't set up the system

that caused that plane to crash, Frohltech did.

Let us convict him, then you can have him as a witness.

A witness of what, conditions at Leavenworth?

Come on, you know he's not going to talk without immunity!

-It's the best way. -This is the quickest way.

The best way is to nail Frohltech and Holtsford.

Oh, come on. Listen-- You've done this a thousand times.

This is the battle we lose to win the war.

This is not my war.

How many Frohltech planes

are supposed to fall out of the sky before it is?

Holtsford has his immunity.

The papers are signed.

Fine.

But I'm going to be there.

-[knocking] -Enter!

You wanted to see me, sir?

Oh, yeah. Come on in.

Have a seat.

Um...

Dr. Walden's son, Danny

mentioned that her birthday was coming up.

So I thought that...

I'd love to see what you got her, sir.

Well, if you insist.

That's... a really big book, sir.

The Complete Works of Shakespeare.

She said she wanted to make it her mission

to read all the classics she missed out on

as a premed student.

Um...

permission to speak freely, sir?

Sure.

While this gift is very thoughtful, um...

it might be a little too thoughtful.

Maybe something... more romantic, like, um...

cooking her a candlelight dinner...

More romantic?

"If I could write the beauty of your eyes

and in fresh numbers, number all your graces...

the age to come would say, 'This poet lies.

Such heavenly touches ne'er touched earthly faces.'"

Sir, please disregard everything I just said.

-Bobbi, Commander Rabb, great to see you again. -Congressman Porter.

Afraid you're up here on a fool's errand, though.

Which would make me the fool?

Oh, she's fantastic.

[laughing] Wish our party had ten like her.

But this time she's taken off

after a good and valuable corporate citizen, I'm afraid.

Mmm. Valuable to Congressman Porter.

You see, Frohltech's in his district

and its people are major campaign contributors.

Legal contributions from a company that helps keep American strong and free.

Do you know what Spyglass will do, Commander,

unless Congressman Latham manages

to use this hearing to kill it?

I'm aware of it, Congressman.

It's gonna change air warfare forever.

Satellites that can read the label on Castro's cigar

deployable to any target area

all sending real-time data

to our bomber pilots so those pilots can tell the difference

between a school bus and a tank

-without exposing themselves. -If it worked, which it doesn't.

You know, she even opposed spending the money to build a prototype?

Because once you've spent the first few billion,

it just never stops.

Why don't we go hear what the gentleman has to say, shall we?

Hmm?

My client agreed to testify at a public hearing only.

We're entitled to interview him first,

so we know what to expect.

There's got to be some limit.

There is-- when we've heard enough.

I've got my immunity in here, too, right?

[Latham] As long as you tell the truth.

-That's why I'm here. -I thought you were here

to avoid a court martial and a jail sentence.

I did exactly what Frohltech expected.

Go on.

They never had enough manpower

to upgrade 130 F-14s in 18 months,

so they had to cut corners,

and they made that clear to everybody.

Oh, they sent out a memo-- "Don't fix the planes"?

No, but they hired inexperienced mechanics.

I've seen personnel that didn't know which panels to remove

for pre-flight.

If this is so widespread,

why don't we have planes crashing left and right?

Why can the only crash that's occurred up till now

be traced directly to you?

'Cause up until now, they're been lucky.

Frohltech has onemessage for its employees:

"Those aircraft go out the door, or you do."

They have too few personnel. Too many aircraft.

There's only one way to meet those quotas--

cannibalize parts, falsify reports

gun deck inspection, so that Frohltech

can fulfill this job and get the next one.

Why didn't you say something, Commander?

That's why you were there--

to look out for the Navy's interest.

I've been passed over twice for Commander, sir.

I'm out of the Navy next year.

Frohltech offered me a good-paying job.

All I had to do was make sure

those aircraft got out the door... on time.

The next time we go out to lunch,

we have to go someplace that has vertebrates on the menu.

[laughing] A.J., where is your sense of adventure?

Well, my dear Dr. Walden, I was a Navy Seal.

I've eaten bugs and bark

but at least I could tell which was which.

[laughing] Oh, by the way, don't make any plans

-for your birthday. -My birthday?

Are we doing something?

Um...

Rooms have been reserved, maitre d's have been bribed,

and opera glasses have been purcha--

Oop! Did I say opera glasses?

I'm afraid you did.

It sounds wonderful, A.J.

[elevator doors opening]

-Hello, Harm. -Ma'am.

Sir.

-I'll call you. -Okay.

Commander Rabb, your Moscow Herald,sir.

Oh, thanks, Tony.

Any good news, Commander?

Caviar stocks are up, ruble is down.

So are casualties in Chechnya.

Any word from Sergei?

No, not for two weeks.

He's still flying air recon.

[laughing] They reopen the Lindbergh case?

Worse. Three Navy divers stole 80 lobsters from underwater traps.

One of Singer's cases. She's out sick.

Sounds tough. Hope you crack it.

Have you tried buttering up the judge, ma'am?

One more word from either of you,

and I'm bringing you both up on charges.

Uh-oh, she's reaching her boiling point.

Sir, it's going to be justifiable homicide.

Gentlemen, we maintain a harassment-free workplace.

Colonel, I expect a Marine to have a tougher shell.

Commander, you just came from debriefing

Lieutenant Commander Holtsford?

Yes, sir. The man's despicable.

But if half of what he says is true, sir...

So is Frohltech.

Yes, sir.

My office.

Aye, aye, sir.

So what's the problem?

-You got stock in Frohltech? -No, sir.

Admiral, if Frohltech is responsible for the crash

of that F-14, sir, they should be held responsible...

Well, it's... it's...

It's just that...

my investigation started this ball rolling.

Did a good job.

Sir, if Spyglass works,

it could save a lot of lives.

If this hearing makes Frohltech look bad,

they could lose their funding.

Have a seat.

Uh, we don't make procurement policy here, Commander.

That's at the Pentagon.

Well, I...

Well, sir, I just feel that we need to consider

the consequences of our action.

Well, it's hard to know the consequence of any action.

[sighs]

You know, if they'd have had Spyglass 30 years ago...

It might've saved your father.

It could've saved a lot of lives.

Hmm.

Or maybe not.

So what do you want to do?

[Latham] Lieutenant Commander Holtsford,

would you please describe

the working atmosphere at Frohltech?

It was very high pressure, ma'am.

Finish the contract on time.

Avoid the late-completion penalty at all costs.

Even at the cost of safety?

I heard a lot of talk about time and money, ma'am.

Not too much about safety.

But you went along with this...

depraved attitude because you wanted a job, hmm?

Yes, sir, that's right.

Who did you speak to about this job?

Was it the head of Frohltech's aeronautics division?

Jim Hepperly?

No, sir.

He didn't like to get his suit messy.

Nobody ever saw him, including me.

Mr. Porter, you will get your turn.

I believe I should take my turn now, Madame Chairwoman.

I think not, Mr. Congressman.

I have important new information that bears directly

on this witness's testimony.

Well, if you would only let this witness testi--

This witness doesn't deserve to testify.

You, sir, are out of order!

Madame Chairwoman, he is!

Lieutenant Commander Holtsford...

did you know that Jim Hepperly

kept a tape machine in his office?

[tape machine clicks on]

[Holtsford] You heard I'm testifying in that hearing?

Gonna put me through the ringer, I guess.

-[man] I imagine so. -Could be tough for you, too.

-What are you talking about? -I figured my testimony's

going to have a big effect on Frohltech,

one way or the other.

Just say what you came to say.

I came to say that what I say...

is up to you.

You've got $40 billion riding on my testimony.

What's it worth for me to deliver...

the right testimony?

Get the hell out of my office.

We'll take a recess.

[gavel bangs]

Well, how bad is it?

"Extremely bad" tells me nothing.

Oh. That is extremely bad.

All right, cancel the Shriners

and get me on Larry King.

My opponent already has his press release out.

I was either the accomplice or the dupe for a lying extortionist,

and he doesn't know if the voters should be more concerned

about having an unethical congresswoman or a stupid one.

You just canceled the hearing half an hour ago.

Welcome to the Beltway.

Harm, look, I'm sorry about the way things turned out.

It was all for nothing.

You're backing off Frohltech?

-Backing off? -Try wind-sprinting away.

You know that Holtsford's accusations are true.

Frohltech is responsible for the crash of the F-14.

It doesn't matter. If Holtsford said it, it doesn't count

but his immunity still does, so I don't get Frohltech,

and you don't get him.

I don't know about that, Bobbi.

When Porter asked Holtsford

if he'd ever spoke to Jim Hepperly about a job,

he said nobody ever saw Hepperly, including him.

Well, he obviously saw him when he went to his office to shake him down.

After extortion and negligent double homicide,

what's a little hyperbole?

He was under oath.

It's perjury.

Making his immunity null and void.

Congratulations, Commander.

You got your little fish.

Nice job, Commander.

Looks like we got a court-martial on our hands, after all.

-Thank you, Sir. -Now, the first thing we got to do

is get you back to Frohltech

so you can pick up where you left off

before Congresswoman Latham ambushed us.

If Colonel Mackenzie's through with her

lobster poachers, she can defend Commander Holtsford.

Actually, Sir, I'd like to defend Commander Holtsford.

I've spoken to the Commander.

He's accepted my offer, Sir.

I'm sure Colonel Mackenzie

would be more than happy to prosecute.

They say hearing's the first thing to go.

Sir, I don't like him, and I certainly don't respect him,

but as you're very fond of saying, Admiral,

"Everybody deserves a vigorous defense."

I see.

Well...

Am I correct in assuming that the name Frohl Technologies

might come up at some point in your... vigorous defense?

Oh, there's a strong possibility, Sir.

Commander, this court- martial is being convened

for the purpose of establishing guilt or innocence

of Lieutenant Commander Holtsford, period.

There are other venues to expose corporate misdeeds--

Congressional hearings, 60 Minutes...

-Understood, Sir. -Commander,

a defense attorney

must have his client's interest

and onlyhis client's interest...

in mind.

Am I clear?

Absolutely, Admiral.

Good.

[intercom buzzing]

Yes?

[Tiner] Danny Walden to see you, Sir.

Send him in. That'll be all, Commander.

Thank you.

-Hello. -Hey, there.

What are you doing in the neighborhood?

Well, I'm here to enlist.

No, not really. I'm just kidding.

Um, no, actually, it's about, uh, your plans

for my mom's birthday.

Oh. Uh, well, here, have a seat.

Um, she didn't want to say anything, but, uh

we have this thing where we go to have dinner

at the Willard Hotel every year.

It's, uh, something we used to do with my dad.

Oh. Oh, no problem. I'll, uh, just make our date for another night.

Well, no, I have a better idea.

Why don't, uh, you join us at the Willard?

That'd be my pleasure.

Great.

[Rabb] Last time I was here, Mr. Cartwright,

you were working on an aircraft with a missing CSD.

Temporarily. It was replaced.

You said then that, uh

used parts were often swapped around.

Well, yeah. Sometimes, Bob Holtsford

would tell people to do stuff like that.

Always Lieutenant Commander Holtsford.

-Never anybody else? -Not that I know of.

You're the mechanic Lieutenant Commander Holtsford

had remove the CSD from the mishap aircraft.

It was my second day on the job.

Navy guy tells me to do something, I do it.

You been asked to do anything like that again?

-Nope. -Seen anybody else do anything like that?

-Nope. -What about sign off on work that hasn't been done?

Nope. Except, of course,

for Lieutenant Commander Holtsford, right?

Oh, yeah. Him.

You did a good job cleaning this place up.

Did I?

Yeah, it's almost a total whitewash.

Though you may have missed one spot.

That crater out there.

You fill that in yet?

Hey, Commander, you still turning over rocks?

Ah, the worms have a lawyer.

I'm calling it a day.

Unless you've seen anything sloppy

in the upgrade program.

Rabb, everything looks beautiful from 20,000 feet.

Yeah, right. So, is your offer still good from the last time?

You want to go up?

It's either that

or watch Shamu eat fish guts for lunch.

Got one they just finished working on.

Their air crew won't be here till tomorrow.

[chuckles]

Oh, man, it's good to get out of the office.

This ismy office.

Oh, damn, son, you fly like you never been out of the cockpit.

-[Rabb] What do you say we take her out over the water? -No time.

-Got to be back by 4:00. -You got to be somewhere?

No. Frohltech closes down the airstrip

at 1600 sharp.

You can't take it back a few minutes late?

Do that, and they fine me 500 bucks.

[Rabb] Ouch!

[Wilson] Never have, and never will.

What are you doing?!

Nothing. That was an un-commanded pitch.

We have CSD contamination.

CSD? Pitch stab system!

[Rabb] Cutting it!

No good!

Cutting all stab systems!

Switching...

to emergency hydraulic control!

Too late to eject!

Two and a half negative "Gs!"

Master reset!

No good!

[Wilson] Those damn idiots keep doing this.

Phew!

Holy cow.

You faked it.

You son of a...

When we land, you run.

And you better be fast.

Now you know how they felt.

-You could have killed us. -So, how'd it feel

knowing you were going to die

because those idiots keep doing this?

I can't help you.

You know what's going on down there, Wilson.

I won't testify.

They'd never let me fly again.

Flying is my life, boy.

All right.

But you tell me where to look for what I need.

It's a fishing expedition, Your Honor

intended to harass and embarrass my client.

On behalf of Frohl Technologies,

I move to quash the defense subpoena.

Producing maintenance planning and budget documents

would harass and embarrass your client?

Well, first of all, it'll take a boxcar

to haul them all to Washington.

And that's embarrassing?

It's harassing.

Second, those documents contain trade secrets,

classified data, and insight

into Frohltech's competitive bidding

for government contracts, the disclosure of which

will be an unfair boon to its competitors.

Certainly the interest of justice

would override any commercial considerations, ma'am.

[MacKenzie] What interest of justice?

There's no indication how any of this is relevant

to the guilt or innocence

of Lieutenant Commander Holtsford

which reinforces the company's claim

that the subpoena is solely intended

to harass and embarrass Frohltech.

I grant it would be embarrassing to be found complicit

in the crash of the F-14

that killed Commander Urquizu and Lieutenant Burke.

A budget document's going to tell you that?

It indicates that Frohltech

wouldn't or couldn't run the upgrade program

with an acceptable standard of care and safety-- yes.

Your Honor, nothing contained in any kind of document

would absolve Lieutenant Commander Holtsford

of responsibility for his own actions.

There's been no allegation that anyone from Frohltech management

was even present when the defendant

ordered the installation of untested, used parts

in the aircraft that crashed.

I believe it's customary in a tag team situation

to slap your teammate's hand before switching.

Exactly what are you

looking for at Frohltech, Commander Rabb?

Ma'am, I intend to show

that the company created an atmosphere

where negligence was the norm,

and that it coerced its employees--

includingLieutenant Commander Holtsford--

into placing productivity before safety.

Your Honor...

It doesn't fly, Commander.

Short of a gun being pointed at his head,

the defendant is still responsible for his own actions.

The motion to quash the subpoena is granted.

We will continue with the trial

of Lieutenant Commander Holtsford alone.

-See you tonight? -Yeah, 8:30.

-You got it. -Discussing strategy?

-Yeah, he wants Italian, I want Chinese. -Oh, do what he wants.

Why should outside the courtroom be any different?

Excuse me?

You're walking the Frohltech party line, Mac.

Making a scapegoat out of Holtsford.

I'm supposed to make him a scapegoat.

I'm prosecuting him, remember?

You should work on your good loser skills.

Little premature, Counselor.

Gunny.

Sir.

Gunny, I've been thinking more about this law school stuff.

Whatever you put your mind to, Tiner.

It's not that, Gunny.

It's... when I first joined the Navy,

I thought I'd be seeing action.

Being a lawyer, it's too calm

-too peaceful. -Calm and peaceful?

Just look at this office.

No conflict, no confrontation.

Everybody's so... pleasant.

Tiner, it would be a crime to deprive the legal world

of your uncanny powers of observation.

Thank you, Gunny.

I finished the final upgrade on that aircraft on the 24th.

But it still didn't have a CSD.

Lieutenant Commander Holtsford told me

to pull one out of a plane that had just come in.

I refused.

I said we should order a new one.

What did Lieutenant Commander Holtsford say?

That that would take too long.

And we couldn't afford to wait.

What happened next?

I don't know, exactly.

I was working the night shift.

When I left at midnight,

there still wasn't a CSD in that aircraft.

But when I got in the next afternoon at 3,:00

there must've been one, because Wilson

was just taking off for a test flight.

-3:00? -[Pike] And to your knowledge,

there were no new CSDs in stock anywhere in the facility?

Do we still have a card for Wilson's test flight?

[Pike] So the only place it could have come from

-would be another plane? -Yes, ma'am.

It's in here, Sir.

Reports taking off at 1505 and doing a full card test flight.

The whole checklist.

You know how long that takes?

I don't, Sir.

Two hours.

-[phone ringing] -Jack Wilson here.

Wilson, it's Commander Rabb.

I've been expecting to hear from you, Commander.

I need you here.

I already bought my plane ticket. I'll testify.

But it means I'll never fly again.

I signed off on the full card test flight.

But I did not do the full post-maintenance checklist.

-Did you check the CSD? -No.

Seemed to be working. Plane was flying.

What about the emergency generator?

No. I only checked the major primary systems.

The emergency generator should have kicked in

when the CSD failed, correct?

That's right.

Why didn't you check everything

you were supposed to check, Mr. Wilson?

'Cause I didn't take off till after 3:00.

Frohltech closes the airstrip at 4:00 sharp.

Even when an aircraft

was due for pick up and needed to be tested?

That's right.

They don't care about aircraft at Frohltech.

They care about money.

How do you know that?

They overscheduled me that day, Ma'am.

They overschedule me a lot of days.

+I had three test flights to complete

starting at noon.

No way I could finish by 4:00. Everybody knew that.

But still they shut down the damn strip.

The aircraft that crashed took off at night.

After 4:00 p.m.

They always open up the strip to meet a delivery deadline

to avoid paying a penalty.

I don't care about money.

I just wanted to keep on flying.

The defense renews its request

for the production of maintenance, planning

and budget records from Frohl Technologies, ma'am.

No objections, Your Honor.

So ordered.

Maybe he got stuck in traffic.

He has a cell phone which he's not answering.

Could be out of range.

Forty-five minutes. It isn't like him.

You know, you're right.

He's a big boy.

Let's just enjoy ourselves.

He gets here when he gets here.

I'll drink to that.

You know, Henry Clay brought this recipe for mint juleps

from Kentucky in 1850.

I've never tried it.

You know, until last year,

Danny would only order the burger and fries.

You know, I think that's the special on the menu tonight.

Yes, I have you right here.

Let's go find him.

Did you have to subpoena everything?

I should have just demanded

the "criminally negligent policies" files.

I think I found something, Sir.

The employees are complaining...

"...because they disbanded

the commissary softball team"?

Never mind.

Orders for drill bits.

Employee's dental records.

Division managers' expense accounts.

They swamped us.

The old lawyers' trick.

So we go back to the Judge with a Motion to Compel

a more specific production of records.

-Who ordered the pizza? -What are you doing here?

I should ask you the same.

I'm an officer of the court out for the truth.

My compliments on your client's filing system.

It looks like it's somewhere between

Dewey decimal and chaos theory.

Well, things are much less orderly

in the private sector.

I was at corporate headquarters

when they were pulling this material.

Yeah, you help them mix it and stir it?

As a matter of fact, yeah.

The whole top corporate echelon was there helping out.

But even with all that help,

one file still accidentally fell behind a desk.

Luckily, I found it.

"Report Costs and Benefits F-14 Upgrade Program

Risk-Reward Analysis."

Thanks, pal.

Just doing my job.

As an officer of the court.

What is it?

"Due to the necessity of underbidding

the original F-14 manufacturer,

this program must be considered a 'loss leader'--

one we lose money on as we expand into a new area

of Pentagon procurement."

Just some dry accounting stuff.

"Nevertheless, we can limit our downside exposure

by limiting the parameters of our infrastructure support.

By tightly controlling man-hours and parts expended,

we can hold our losses to a tolerable level.

While this would increase the risk

of catastrophic aircraft incident,

it would be less expensive to compensate the government

for one or two such losses

than to raise our standards of service."

Two pilots lives are worth less

than doing the job right?

They calculated that?

I love Washington.

You don't get this with a pizza in Detroit.

Danny?

Danny...

What are you guys doing here?

What are we?

What are you doing here?

Dinner at the Willard, remember?

Well, I thought maybe you guys wanted to be alone.

And that's why you didn't answer the phone?

I turn off the ringer when I do my homework.

Next time you decide to be thoughtful,

be a little more thoughtful and pick up a phone.

I'm, I'm sorry, you guys.

I didn't ruin your night or anything, did I?

[indistinct chatter]

[women laughing]

[woman] Just you wait till you have a son.

Then you'll know.

Boys are always running off.

I couldn't keep track of him then,

you can't keep track of him now.

I'm lucky if I see him one night a month.

Mom?

-Hi. -Hi.

Hey.

Well, I hope I'm not too late

for the showing of the bathtub photos.

I wouldn't show those pictures to your mother.

I thought you were in Europe.

I was.

Can't I stop by on my way home

and say hello to my favorite son?

Your only son.

Frank gave me a diamond in Venice,

and we renewed our wedding vows.

It was really quite romantic.

Maybe you should ask Frank where he got the ring.

[both chuckle]

Trish, it was wonderful meeting you.

Oh, you don't have to go, do you?

Yes, I do.

I'm sorry.

You don't have to go.

Yes, I do.

You hang tough, Sailor. Okay?

She keeping you on your toes?

Oh, she's doing her best.

You know, Harm, I haven't talked to you

since you came back from Cuba or Russia.

I've been meaning to talk to you about the trip.

Yeah, I can't wait to hear about your meeting with Castro.

Oh, yeah, yeah, well, that was interesting.

I meant Russia.

Ah, Russia.

You know, Harm, after you came back that last time,

when you told me you had proof your father was dead,

I grieved again after all those years.

I'm so sorry, Mom.

No, something good happened.

It helped me move on.

You see, I've always held myself back a little.

One last sliver waiting for your father.

But now, that's all in the past.

I've accepted it.

So, my life is better.

Thank you.

Whoops!

Well, you can tell me all about Russia over dinner.

Hmm. Yeah.

It was uneventful, really.

Nothing important happened.

[indistinct chatter]

It's all over the front page, Harm.

Congresswoman Latham, the smoking gun Frohltech memo.

-Good. -That doesn't change -anything about

Lieutenant Commander Holtsford.

He's still guilty.

A little less than he used to be.

Willful dereliction, six months' hard labor.

Negligent homicide. Two years.

Eighteen months.

Deal.

[ZNN Announcer on TV] ...stemming from an F-14 crash

at their ocean side facility in July.

While admitting no guilt,

Frohltech accepted additional supervision

of its F-14 upgrade program

and received a $10 million fine and a public reprimand.

Meanwhile, it and the Pentagon both pledged continued support

for the proposed Spyglass project...

$10 million dollars.

It's a traffic ticket.

You did what you could, Harm. Life goes on.

Well, for some, it does.

I'm on my way to a memorial service

for Commander Urquizu and Lieutenant Berke.

-You busy? -No.

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