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Looks like our vegetable man's coming in.
Let's muster a working party to pass it up the A-com ladder.
[Soldier] Sir, we got our vegetables an hour ago.
They came by truck.
-Lieutenant Rojas. -Go ahead, sir.
We've got a suspect craft approaching.
On our way, sir.
Let's go.
Go.
[speaking in foreign language]
[Rojas] He's not responding, sir.
Fire a warning shot.
Fire, aye!
Security detail!
Explosives, sir.
-Don't shoot. -Don't move.
Don't shoot. We've got to get off the boat.
-Identify yourself. -Don't shoot.
Who are you?
Sergeant Joan Steele, United States Marine Corps.
[Rabb] How did you know where to find me anyway, Tiner?
Tuesday, 06:30 would be your five-mile run along the river, sir.
And what if I had decided to change my route today?
Not likely, Commander. You're pretty, uh, regular with your schedule, sir.
-[Chegwidden] Enter. -Reporting with Commander Rabb as ordered, sir.
Thank you, Tiner. That'll be all.
Sir.
Sorry to cut your jog short, Commander.
You're aware of Marine Sergeant Joan Steele?
Disappeared during a terrorist attack in Bahrain last month.
Yes, sir. An MP assigned to the Marine Expeditionary Unit deployed to the Gulf.
She's presumably abducted though no demands were ever made.
She's still MIA.
Yesterday, a Navy patrol in the United Arab Emirates intercepted
two gunmen aboard a small boat
carrying 400 pounds of explosives toward the USS Vance.
Trying for a repeat of the attack on the Cole,sir?
Apparently, but this time the patrol killed both gunmen.
They also found Sergeant Steele on their boat, alive.
Well, why would terrorists take along a hostage to bomb a ship?
It's not clear she was a hostage.
She was dressed like the gunmen, in local garb.
-[officer] She wasn't restrained. -What does she say?
They forced her at gunpoint to go with them.
We don't have IDs on the dead terrorists yet
but we're guessing a local offshoot of the Islamic Jihad.
And we're thinking that they recruited her?
Well, we don't know what the hell happened over there.
Your flight leaves in, uh, 90 minutes.
Dismissed.
-Aye, aye, sir. -Aye, aye, sir.
-Mic, running away from home? -I'm not.
What would be the military term for what we're doing?
Aid and assistance.
You guys taking a trip?
-I'm not. -I'm not.
I'll make sure that... hi.
Hey. Did you find my head scarves?
Yes, ma'am. Three. Packed.
You got my extra uniform?
Rolled, not folded, sir.
Water purifier?
With a new filter, ma'am.
At ease, marine.
Why do I keep thinking I'm forgetting something?
The minister.
[MacKenzie] Oh, Mic, I'm sorry.
No worries. I'll call him.
Saturday, May 26th, right?
[Sims] You guys set the date?
Ah, I've got to get a dress.
Congratulations, Mic.
Thank you.
[with Australian accent] Congratulations, mate.
Commander, Colonel, the duty driver's standing by.
Got to go.
Uh, I, I'll be two minutes.
All right, but I get the front seat then.
Uh, I'll call you.
Be careful.
Okay.
Looks like I'll have some free nights, Bud.
What do you say we go waste one of them?
-Go have a drink? -Sure.
When they do-- wine and girl talk?
-That's a date. -Great.
[Soldier] Ever since the Colegot bombed
we've been on heightened security.
Every command guideline followed to the letter.
Members of the quarterdeck watch are armed.
Picket boats crisscross bow to stern every 15 minutes.
Water hoses readied to repel boarders.
Exclusion zone extended 200 yards from the ship,
and a recorded warning message, in Arabic, ready for broadcast.
Seems like something broke down, Commander.
You were minutes away from being blown out of the water.
That's one way to look at it, Colonel.
The terrorists looked like the boat
that delivers our vegetables.
Was your vegetable boat scheduled
-to arrive at that time? -He came by truck earlier.
The only no-show was the guy who delivers our magazines and videos.
He spent seven hours with Navy and local security
explaining his uncle was sick. It checks out.
So the bombers were on their own
and just headed toward the ship?
They didn't "just" do anything, ma'am.
Nobody gets near us unless they check their security code
with the Harbor Captain.
This boat knew the right code.
Would someone with a working knowledge
of Naval security have been able to provide them with that?
You're talking about Sergeant Steele?
We've all been wondering the same thing.
Yes, ma'am.
Our people coordinated with Navy security.
I was familiar with their procedures.
Any idea how the terrorists knew these procedures, Sergeant?
I told them, sir.
You provided this information
because you were threatened, coerced?
That's what I let them think, sir.
I think you better explain, Sergeant.
Sir, ma'am, you have to understand the situation.
The men who abducted me were zealots.
They were prepared to sacrifice anybody
including themselves, to sink that destroyer.
That's all the more reason not to help them.
It was my duty to stop them, ma'am.
I needed to get them into the section of the harbor
where our forces had overwhelming superiority.
Why not try to have them caught at the entrance?
They would have turned tail and run, sir.
I needed to make sure they wouldn't escape.
What about their chance of succeeding?
Did you factor that into your plan?
Ma'am, I knew we weren't expected--
that ship's watch or a picket boat would spot us.
Hundreds of lives were at risk, Sergeant.
#*The Navy did its job, ma'am.
The terrorists were killed, the bomb defused.
And if you had been killed?
A chance I was willing to take, ma'am.
Ma'am, do you have any idea how long they're going to keep me in here?
No, that's, uh, up to the doctors.
There's nothing wrong with me, Colonel.
If you could put a word in with someone
I'd really like to get back to my job.
Why the rush, Sergeant?
They're called terrorists, sir.
If I'm too shaken up to return to duty, they win.
[officer] Never give an inch. That's Sergeant Steele.
[Rabb] How well do you know her, Colonel?
I know how determined she is.
She submitted a MECEP package.
When I didn't endorse it it was obvious she was disappointed.
So you don't think she was a good candidate to be an officer, sir?
I knew she was brave. I knew she was tough.
I wasn't sure she was officer material. That's what I told her.
I needed more time to see how she operated.
Well, what were your reservations, sir?
Reservation.
Judgment.
There were a number of incidents.
The one I most vividly recall
was when she waded into a scuffle on a liberty boat.
She pulled her weapon on a drunken Marine.
What do you know about the night she was kidnapped?
Terrorists were attacking a Bahraini police armory.
Sergeant Steele was driving from the harbor to the Naval base.
When she stopped at a red light, she heard an explosion.
Assuming the worst, she got out of the vehicle rushed to the scene
-armed only with a sidearm. -She is brave.
Standing orders are to return to the unit
in any emergency.
All we found later was a holster.
She's very lucky to be alive.
Well, actually, sir she's in pretty good shape.
She's asked to be returned to duty.
Oh, she's got grit.
There's absolutely no question about that.
So why don't you just give her a medal, send her back to us?
Colonel, Sergeant Steele has admitted
helping the terrorists gain access to Jebel Ali harbor.
What in the world for?
She thought it'd make it easier to catch them, sir.
That's Sergeant Steele.
Mm, looking to keep cool?
Oh, could I--
Hey, you read my mind. Thank you.
I thought you liked chocolate.
I understand that vanilla is a very popular flavor.
I thought I'd give it a try.
Go wild.
Got a message from Admiral Chegwidden.
He wants to know what we've got.
Unclear.
She nearly got 300 people killed, Harm
not to mention almost blowing up a $600 million ship.
Bad judgment.
Mac, she just spent four weeks
in the hands of terrorist fanatics.
I'd say "bad judgment" is an understatement.
Well, we weren't in her situation, Mac.
Well, maybe what she did is understandable
but it was wrong.
Criminally wrong?
[telephone rings]
Lieutenant Colonel Mackenzie.
Uh-huh. What are they?
You sure?
Okay, we'll need a copy of your report.
FBI forensics pulled fingerprints from the bomb's detonator.
Any matches with Webb's list of terrorists?
Some unknowns. One positive ID.
A ten-point match with Sergeant Joan Steele.
I only had a few minutes, sir.
-I did the best I could. -Did what?
-Help them assemble the bomb? -No, Ma'am.
Then how did your fingerprints get on the detonator, Sergeant?
Two days before they tried to attack the Vance,sir
they left me alone with it.
The terrorist who was guarding me went up to the head.
You weren't tied up?
I was eating, sir.
My wrists were tied together, but I could move my hands.
The whole bomb wasn't there, but enough of it.
I tried to set it off
but I didn't have time to hook up the detonator.
You tried to kill yourself?
And them, sir.
Problem was, they caught me.
I didn't hear them coming.
They were playing a loud Arnold Schwarzenegger video in the next room.
They played a different one each night.
Or one of the Die Hardmovies.
They cheered at the terrorists.
So what happened then?
They beat me, sir.
Again.
This time, I pretended to crack to convince them to allow me
to help them get into the harbor.
Lieutenant?
#*I'm finishing it right now, sir.
No. Different topic:
the Colonel's marriage.
Yes, sir?
Did I miss the engagement party?
No, sir. There wasn't one, except for the toast
that you made in the conference room.
Oh, right. Right.
Well, isn't there normally one?
Yes, sir.
And I would be the one to throw it
but our apartment's way too small
and there's crayon on the walls.
So have it somewhere else.
I didn't want to impose on anyone, sir.
Nonsense. We're all a family here.
Well, it's not too late, sir.
Then let's do it.
Okay, sir.
I'll let everybody know.
Thank you, sir.
Thank you for what?
Lieutenant?
I mean, you've got to admit, Mac--
everything we throw at her she throws right back.
Suicide? Like that was the obvious choice?
I might believe her if she wasn't so damn casual about it.
You really think she helped them make a bomb?
Patty Hearst robbed a bank with the Symbionese Liberation Army.
Why would they need her?
You think they can't find their own bomb-makers?
Maybe he was taking time off to catch up on his
Arnold Schwarzenegger and Bruce Willis movies.
How hard do you think it is to find a copy of Die Hard 3 in Jebel Ali?
Tiner, do I have a caterer in my Rolodex?
Planning a soiree, sir?
Apparently, I volunteered to host an engagement party for the Colonel.
That's very nice of you, Admiral.
I've never done this before. Should we decorate?
We,sir?
I'm there, Admiral.
How about crepe-paper bells?
Why don't you write that down?
-Large arrangement for the table. -Calla lilies, sir?
Not unless they're planning a double suicide, Tiner.
-White roses and irises. -Yes, sir.
Now, what would be the theme of this party?
Engagement... engaging... people engaging in conversation.
Having an engaging time.
No theme.
[door closes]
[Prayer calls on loudspeaker]
[indistinct chatters]
I already talked to the Navy and the police.
My uncle was sick
or I would have been to the boat.
What exactly was wrong with your uncle, anyway?
Appendicitis.
I took him to the hospital.
My uncle and me
we have been doing business with the Navy
for 15 years.
I am not a terrorist.
I have a certificate of commendation
from the Fifth Fleet.
And the Fleet does business
with you because of your excellent selection?
The biggest selection from Beirut to Bombay.
And I have more in the back.
What do you like, huh?
I don't think this is even in the theaters yet.
I have everything.
You like a love story?
Sandra Bullock? Meg Ryan?
Arnold Schwarzenegger and Bruce Willis.
I have every one-- even Hudson Hawk.
We'd like to take a look at your rental records.
Why?
Why not?
We're going to send these jackets to the lab
and have them dusted for prints.
What... what fingerprints?
To see if they match fingerprints
we found on the bomb.
You say my customers made the bomb?
The bombers watched these videos.
How many other stores carry Commando?
Everybody rents my videos.
How do I know what else they do?
You know.
Why else would your uncle get sick on that day?
If there is a problem, I lose my Navy contract?
Pal, if you're involved in this you're looking at 20 to 30 years in prison.
How are the prisons around here, anyway?
All right.
I rented them to the girl.
What girl?
An American.
She came in two or three times, with some men--
Arabs with Saudi accents.
The last time, she warned me, "Don't go to the Vance."
Shewarned you, not the men?
They were not here with her.
The last time, she came in by herself.
-Where were the men? -Maybe in a car?
Out front?
Is that another way out?
Yes. Why?
You were alone in a video store.
You didn't even attempt to escape?
-I couldn't, ma'am. -Why not? There was a back door.
The terrorists were outside in a car.
Their weapons were trained on me.
You were duty-bound to try, Sergeant.
Then who would have stopped them, ma'am?
If I had escaped
they would have just changed their target
and killed who know how many people.
So which is it? You couldn't escape or you didn't want to?
Both.
Has it ever even occurred to you that you did something wrong here?
I don't believe I did, ma'am.
Sergeant, you said you were beaten.
Yes, sir.
Did anything else happen to you?
They made some comments, sir.
One of them touched me... inappropriately.
Was that difficult?
Yes, sir, but I tried to keep my head and do the right thing.
Sergeant, declining an opportunity to escape
and participating in an attack on a United States Naval destroyer
cannot be considered the right thing.
Is there anything else you want to tell us, Sergeant?
Were you terrorized?
Traumatized?
I knew what I was doing, sir.
Sergeant, sometimes a hostage starts to identify with their captor.
It's called the Stockholm Syndrome.
I do not identify with people
who want to blow up American ships, sir.
Is it possible you developed feelings for one of the terrorists?
You were with them, alone, for a month.
Ma'am, I do not date people who want to blow up American ships.
I already told you why I did what I did.
We understand you were in a difficult position
but this will go much easier
if you make a full statement now
with every extenuating circumstance.
What will go easier, ma'am?
You could face charges.
Ma'am, I am not a criminal
and I'm not going to say I was traumatized or hypnotized
or in love with a terrorist when I wasn't.
With all due respect
I did my duty as a United States Marine and I'm proud of it
and I'd do it again.
One of my own people?
Come on, that's hard to believe.
Sir, there's a clear pattern of concealing information.
Helping the terrorists get into the harbor
her fingerprints on the bomb, her opportunity to escape.
Sergeant Steele didn't mention any of these things until we uncovered them.
But then she did offer explanations?
Sir, she always has an explanation, but by her own admission,
she helped terrorists get a bomb next to an American ship.
Wait a minute. With criminal intent?
Come on. What the hell would her motive be?
Maybe that you rejected her application for officer training.
All right.
What do you propose?
You refer the charges to Admiral Dawkins for an investigative hearing.
And I gather that you would be interested
in handling the prosecution of this Article 32?
-Yes, sir. -How about you, Commander?
Sir, I feel that Sergeant Steele was in way over her head
a vulnerable woman in a terrible situation.
A United States Marine in a terrible situation.
I'd like to defend her, Colonel.
All right.
I'll request the hearing.
[Vern Clark on TV] The Secretary, shortly after the Cole explosion
formed a Navy-Marine Corps Task Force
on Antiterrorism and Force Protection
and that task force is spearheading
our efforts to effect this sea change
taking force protection to a new level...
I guess it's working or the Vancewouldn't still be floating.
We have learned a lot
that we need to focus on.
What does it take for a terrorist to be successful?
A captured Marine MP feeding information doesn't hurt.
You think Sergeant Steele is a traitor?
What are you getting from your people?
They're running an Article 32.
What about yours?
We're making inroads into the terrorist group.
How do you do that?
[sighs] Carefully, Admiral.
Very carefully.
That the tragedy that befell Cole was not the product
of carelessness or folly, but a deliberate attack
by a determined adversary
who was willing to give their lives
and now we have seen that the Cole attack
was not their last attempt.
[MacKenzie] Corporal Hassler, how long
have you know Sergeant Steele?
About eight months, ma'am
ever since I joined the MEU.
-Are the two of you friends? -Yes, ma'am.
Did you have conversations with her
while she was preparing her application for MECEP?
Yes, ma'am. She was very excited
about the idea of being an officer.
She felt she had a lot to offer the Marine Corps.
Such as what, Corporal?
Well, she's smart, ma'am.
She was studying all the time.
She always had a positive attitude.
Seeking extra duty, extra responsibility.
Even after her MECEP application was rejected?
[Hassler] That set her back a little, ma'am.
Her father was a retired Sergeant-Major.
She wanted to be a good Marine for him.
[MacKenzie] Did this affect her attitude toward the Marine Corps?
I think she just felt undervalued, ma'am
like they didn't appreciate her potential.
So she had a grudge against them?
I believe she would have liked to have shown the Marine Corps that they made a mistake, ma'am.
Thank you.
Corporal, didn't Sergeant Steele tell you
that what she really wanted was to serve in combat?
Yes, sir. She thought that would show the people what she could do.
Did you see her the night she was kidnapped, Corporal?
Yes, sir. I was with her in the duty vehicle
when we heard the explosion. She told me to get back to the base.
-She took off running. -Toward the explosion?
Yes, sir.
To engage enemies of the United States.
Objection. Assumes facts not in evidence.
Nobody could have known who was detonating the explosives.
Sustained.
Corporal, were you and Sergeant Steele
briefed about the potential
-of terrorist activity? -Yes, sir.
So when you heard the explosions who did you think was involved?
My first assumption was terrorists, sir.
And Sergeant Steele ran in the direction of the explosion.
That's right, sir.
Does that sound like somebody with a grudge
against the Marine Corps?
Objection. Calls for a conclusion.
Sustained.
The Sergeant may not have been happy, sir
but she was still a damn good Marine.
[Rabb] Thank you, Corporal.
Sir.
Redirect.
Corporal, did Sergeant Steele want
to be transferred to a combat unit?
That wouldn't have been possible, ma'am.
-Because females aren't allowed in combat. -That's right, ma'am.
So to prove her worth, she had to find
a different outfit to fight for.
-Objection. -Withdrawn.
No further questions.
Commander, if it weren't for the help Sergeant Steele gave the terrorists
would they have been able to get so close to your ship?
I don't see how, ma'am. They would've been intercepted
by one of our patrol boats a lot sooner than they were.
At the entrance to your section of the harbor?
-Yes, ma'am. -If they had been detected
would they have been able to escape to open sea?
Objection. Calls for a conclusion.
Commander Stinson helped design the harbor's security plans.
I'm calling for his opinion as an expert.
I'm going to allow this. Objection overruled.
They would have been caught, ma'am.
Our boats top out at above 30 knots.
But they did enter your section of the harbor.
So how did a small boat loaded with explosives
get within a few feet of a Navy destroyer?
It approached us during a replenishing operation.
Aren't service boats inspected by picket boats before they enter your exclusion zone?
Yes, ma'am, but we only had one picket boat out at the time
and it had stopped to refuel.
So there was a gap in your security zone?
For a short time, ma'am.
The terrorist boat held back until exactly the right moment.
Would Sergeant Steele have known about these security measures, Commander?
She's the only one on that boat who could have, ma'am.
Nothing further.
I gather, Commander, that you consider
Sergeant Steele's plan to help the terrorists
approach your ship misguided?
Honestly, sir, I don't even think it was credible.
It worked, didn't it?
We got lucky, sir.
Was it luck that you were standing watch, Commander?
Was it luck that you had a picket boat in the water?
Was it luck that your people did their jobs
exactly the way they had been trained?
No, sir.
No. Thank you.
Sir.
[Brumby] Cheers, mate.
[Roberts] To absent friends.
To Sarah MacKenzie.
Ha-ha!
What a kick, man.
You're getting married.
Is something wrong?
No. Life's never been better.
How's "Brumby and Brumby"?
It's great. I had two clients come in off the street.
A slander case against a Commanding officer
and a young Lieutenant accused of dereliction of duty.
-And at home? -Fine.
Unless Harriet's told you something that I don't know.
About what?
About Sarah.
You know, Bud, sometimes I think...
I don't know how she really feels about all this.
Mic, as far as I know, she's fine.
Is-- is this why you wanted to have a beer with me?
No.
Bud, I want you to be my best man.
You do?
Are you willing to stand up for me, Lieutenant?
I would be honored.
Barkeep, two shots of tequila.
What are you drinking?
Wow. This is so neat, Mic.
You know, I feel like your best man.
You know, the fact that you're sharing your feelings and trust me.
Mic, I won't say anything to anybody.
Bud tells me everything.
Isn't that kind of scary?
No. Not most of the time.
Except...
What?
Other women?
Actually, it's men.
Men?
Bud?
Spacemen.
[laughing]
Bud is deeply involved in the search
for intelligent life in the universe.
Well, I would settle for a little intelligent life right here at home.
Is Harm giving you trouble?
Did I say that?
Uh-uh.
Harm gives everybody trouble.
Look, Harriet, I...
I know that you and Harm are close.
Close? If it hadn't been for Bud
Harm would have come after me a long time ago...
-Not! -[both laughing]
Renee, you are an irresistible force.
He's an immovable object.
Not for you.
You're different.
You're spontaneous and you're fun, and he's...
Not?
Once a day they'd come into my room
and hold a rifle to my head.
Nobody moved for five minutes.
It felt like hours.
Then I'd hear the empty chamber click.
They thought I would crack.
I thought I could use that.
Use it how?
Make them think I had cracked.
Pretend to help them.
Did you help them, Sergeant,
because you resented the Marine Corps?
No, sir.
You didn't help them because you felt
the Marine Corps had judged you unfairly
in rejecting your application?
I didn't help them, sir. I got them killed.
[Rabb] Did you concoct the plan, Sergeant, because you wanted
to prove to the Marine Corps that you were worthy of the commissioning program?
I don't know. Maybe that was part of it.
When your Commanding Officer refused to endorse
your application for the commissioning program
didn't he tell you that he needed
more time to see how you operated?
Yes, sir.
Maybe I did want
to prove myself, but I honestly thought
that the best thing to do was to lead
the terrorists into a trap.
A trap that put a bomb near the hull of the USS Vance?
I realize it was risky, sir,
but at the time, it seemed like the only thing to do.
Thank you, Sergeant.
Sir.
Sergeant, didn't you create a very real possibility
of repeating what happened on the USS Cole?
Everybody knew about the Cole,ma'am.
Security was adjusted way upward.
You wanted to be an officer,
so you risked the lives of 300 sailors.
I was trying to save lives, ma'am.
If we weren't intercepted
I was going to set off the bomb myself.
So Plan A was to get the terrorists captured
by putting them inside a sensitive security zone.
And Plan B was to get them and yourself killed despite the fact
-that they were armed and you weren't? -Yes, ma'am.
Do you still think that was the wisest course of action?
There was no other way to stop them, ma'am.
If I fought them openly, they would've just shot me
and dumped my body in the desert.
What good would that have done?
I'm not saying you weren't in a bad situation.
I could see how ruthless they were, ma'am.
They beat me for no reason.
One of them would talk to me in English
say they were going to rape me and slit my throat.
Did he rape you?
No, ma'am.
But every day he came into my room
zipping and unzipping his pants.
One night, he ignited a lighter
and held it towards my breasts.
When my blouse caught fire, he held my hands behind my back
so I couldn't put it out.
Then he poured Coca-Cola on it.
He thought that was funny.
[door opening]
Excuse me, Colonel.
We're going to stop here for a, uh, brief recess.
Yes, sir.
What is it, Webb?
I need to talk to Sergeant Steele. Now.
-Slow down. -We have a lead on the group
that kidnapped the sergeant and attacked the ship.
They're planning another bombing very soon.
We just don't know where.
[Rabb] Sergeant, this is Clayton Webb.
He's with the CIA.
Have a seat.
Sergeant.
Did you ever see this man?
I don't think so, sir.
He goes by the name of Abu Hassan.
He was behind your kidnapping and the attack on the Vance.
I don't know him, sir.
His group is an offshoot of Jemaah Islamiyah.
We have a man inside who reports that they're going to strike again in the next 48 hours.
-Where? -We don't know.
Did these people ever discuss their plans with you?
No. Never.
Except their plan to blow up the Vance.
You recall anything that might help us?
They weren't real talkative around me, sir.
Did they ever mention anything personal?
Their homes, their schools?
[Steele] One man did, sir.
He was only around for the first couple of weeks.
He used to bring me my meals.
And then what happened?
I think he left to visit his mother in the hospital.
This wasn't in the transcript of your debriefing.
It didn't seem important, sir.
He said she had a bad heart.
You two talked about your families?
Basic hostage training, ma'am.
Try to establish a human connection with your captors.
And you did...
establish a human connection?
With him? Yes, sir.
He told me he used to sneak out
to make phone calls to his mother.
He wasn't supposed to do that.
Sergeant, do you think if you saw him again,
-he might tell you more things? -Webb...
Are you forgetting about her first go-around with these people?
Do either of you have a better idea?
You said you had a man on the inside.
Why would you need Sergeant Steele?
Our man disappeared last night.
Sir, whatever you want me to do, I'll do it.
Colonel, in that case I assume you'd drop all the proceedings
against Sergeant Steele?
In exchange for trying to infiltrate a gang of terrorist fanatics?
Only seems fair, sir.
Sir, this is too dangerous.
Don't you think they might be suspicious when she shows up?
We'll put out a story that she escaped from custody.
You'll send out people looking for her.
When I was with the terrorists, sir
I made them think I was helping them voluntarily.
It's natural if I escaped, I'd go to them.
Colonel, the Sergeant is still under suspicion.
How do we know if he goes to them,
she won't actually be helping them?
I received a preliminary report from Colonel Dubin.
At this point in the hearing, he's inclined not to recommend a court-martial.
Doesn't feel there's enough evidence to support your opinion.
I'll agree with that judgment.
And you?
Commander?
Sir, I'd like to talk to the Sergeant.
[Steele] Sir, I want to do this.
It's your decision, Sergeant, but this is insane. It's a suicide mission.
-I can handle it, sir. -You can handle it?
The CIA's operative is lying dead somewhere. You understand that?
-I don't care, sir. -You don't care?
You don't care if you live or die?
No, sir.
Nobody is that brave, Sergeant.
I fooled them once before, sir.
Did you?
Or did you help them because you were scared?
No, sir.
You were alone, outnumbered, unarmed
waking every day to the threat of torture, rape
-death... -I survived it, sir.
I think you survived it, Sergeant
because you helped them.
Anybody would've been scared.
If you don't believe me, sir
then why am I volunteering for this mission?
Because you want me to believe you.
You want everybody to believe you.
You're trying to convince yourself.
You're right about one thing, sir...
the decision is mine.
I'm going in.
[sighs]
[gulps]
But do you ever find it hard to understand women?
There have been times, yes.
Once, maybe twice a day.
[laughing]
Do you think we're hard to understand?
Are you serious, Mic?
Half the time I can't understand a word you're saying.
[laughing]
Red meat.
Fire.
A good game of footie.
I mean, the things we want are simple.
They're easily grasped.
Why can't she be as clear?
Mmm.
Listen, Mic,
I know that Harriet loves me
but I also know that...
she kind of thinks I'm a bit of a doofus
but she never says it out loud.
Maybe once or twice.
But she tries not to.
What they don't say, Mic
maybe we don't want to hear.
[chuckles]
What are you trying to say?
I don't know.
[laughing]
But I do know that Sarah Mackenzie
in two months, is going to marry you
and you'll have the rest of your life
to figure out what else is on her mind.
Yeah.
[Petersen] Do you know what I worry about?
I have never loved a man before.
Harm was your first time?
No... no. My first time was in the back seat
of an orange Chevrolet.
But what happens
if Harm never wants to get, you know...
-Married? -Married.
Since when did marriage become such a dirty word?
People get married all the time.
-I did it. -You did it.
-I did. -You did.
And-- and even Mac set a date.
God, I pray every day Brumby doesn't get hit by a bus.
That would be terrible.
Beyond terrible.
Do you know this is...
this is the first time I've ever dressed to please a man?
Love...
love turns everyone into a sap.
Oh, I don't know.
I think some people can carry it off with diggity.
♪ I guess you'll say ♪
♪ What could make me feel this way ♪
♪ My girl... ♪
♪ My girl, my girl ♪
♪ Talking about my girl ♪
♪ My girl ♪
What's the range on her signal beacon?
[Webb] Two miles but we're never going to be more than 100 feet from her.
[Harm] That's if everything goes right.
What happens if they find out she's wearing a transponder?
It's half an inch long and inside her belt buckle
under her robe; they'd need an X-ray machine
and a hacksaw.
[Mac] How sure are you he'll show?
[Webb] Well, somebody's been using that phone
to call a 64-year-old woman
at King Faisal Hospital in Riyadh
who's waiting for a heart transplant.
Lots of nice Arab men call their mothers.
#*[Webb] I'm still waiting for a better suggestion.
Well, I say if he shows up, we grab him.
Harm, you're working for me tonight.
Do what I say.
Monty, we have a caller.
Thirty five, mustache...
Five-foot-eight.
Anything from Sergeant Steele?
Nothing.
If he shows up, she could freeze. You understand that?
All she needs to do is drop her napkin if she sees the guy.
Shouldn't be that hard.
She's made a friend.
[Webb] Napkin?
No.
Look, Webb, this is a bad idea.
-Let's get her out of there. -Harm, relax.
He might just be trying to pick her up.
She's going inside. Door to the left.
What's back there?
-Uh, bathroom, kitchen, storeroom... -She's in the hallway.
-She's in the hallway. Where's her friend? -He's leaving.
What's she doing in the hallway?
I don't know. Waiting for the restroom?
This doesn't feel right.
I'm going in.
What the hell are you doing?
She's not here.
But this is.
So, do you think she took it off
#*or somebody took it off for her?
Morning.
Well, here's the mastermind now. Let's ask him.
[sighs] We've gone to Threat Condition Delta
on every target within 200 miles
but it's a target-rich environment.
We have the Naval facility, three ports
embassies, military housing, oil companies
an American trade show at the Hilton
archaeologists from Cornell excavating in the desert
and the Vice President's wife is touring a kindergarten.
What are you doing about Sergeant Steele, Webb?
I've got the cavalry combing the country, calling in favors.
I've already compromised one agent in the local police
because he was looking too hard.
Well, hey, whatever you do don't endanger any of yourpeople.
Harm, I didn't put her out there because I didn't like her haircut. There was a reason.
-She wasn't competent, Webb. -You said she was.
You said your people wouldn't lose her.
Why do you think she left her belt?
Either somebody searched her and figured it out
or she was afraid somebody was going to search her
and figure it out.
Or, as I believe you suggested
she really did go over to the other side.
No! All she had to do was drop her damn napkin.
We could have followed him. At least then we'd...
[explosion]
[siren wailing]
I guess that's it, then. Thanks.
Thirty kids from the American school
were at an archaeological site a mile down the road.
That's where they were headed.
So the bomb went off prematurely?
Nothing else around here except the bombers and the van.
They'll probably find pieces of it in Abu Dhabi.
Do we know yet who was in the van?
A Bahraini policeman saw them down the road.
He said two Arab men and a...
a Western woman appeared to be engaged in a struggle.
She set it off.
Looks like it.
She knew where they were headed and she set off the bomb.
They used her...
and we used her.
[doorbell rings]
What are you going to tell them?
The truth.
Their daughter died a hero.
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