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MacKENZIE: And finally, by using narcotics prior to deployment,

PFC Boyer not only dishonored the uniform

of the United States Marine Corps,

but she placed her fellow unit members in jeopardy.

Therefore, the government recommends

that she receive a punitive discharge

and be sentenced to confinement at hard labor for one year.

Will the accused and counsel please rise?

Private First Class Michelle Boyer,

United States Marine Corps,

this court is impressed with the matters in aggravation

articulated by trial counsel's arguments and agrees

with the government's recommendation.

Accordingly, you are reduced

to pay grade E-1,

sentenced to a Bad Conduct

Discharge,

and 12 months confinement at hard labor.

This court is adjourned.

( bangs gavel )

Thanks for ruining

my life, ma'am.

You managed to do that quite well

on your own, Private.

I'm not a drug user. Enough, Private.

You just made them think I am.

Like I'm the only person that ever got sick on liberty.

And that stuff that I have an addictive personality

because I smoke two packs a day?

That's a lawyer's trick.

Your blood tested

positive for heroin.

If there were a sentence for denial,

you'd get life.

You ever regret putting someone away, ma'am?

No.

Well, there's always a first time.

ROBERTS: Colonel? Come on. Let's go.

Colonel, are you all right?

Ma'am? Ma'am?

TURNER: In conclusion, by assaulting a field grade officer,

the accused committed

one of the most serious breeches

of good order and discipline in the UCMJ.

Therefore, the government recommends

that Private Michelle Boyer be sentenced

to a Dishonorable Discharge and three years confinement

to be served consecutively

to the first court-martial sentence.

JUDGE: Accused and counsel rise.

Private Boyer,

your assault on Colonel MacKenzie

is the single worst display of courtroom behavior

I've experienced in six years on the bench.

You are to be discharged dishonorably,

and I'm extending the term

of your confinement to four years hard labor.

That'll give you five

to try to turn your life around.

My only regret is I can't apply the sentence

to the recruiter who thought you'd make a good marine.

We are adjourned.

( bangs gavel )

Bailiff?

Staff Sergeant, secure

the prisoner.

Just wanted to say good-bye, Colonel.

Sorry, ma'am.

She is a tough nut.

Well, five years in prison will crack anyone.

If they can get her there.

What do you mean?

Well, Charleston is overcrowded.

They're shipping her across country

to the navy consolidated brig at Miramar.

That bailiff is the one assigned to get here there.

CHEGWIDDEN: Commander.

How's your work load?

I have room on my plate, sir.

I have something for you and Lieutenant Roberts.

An entree or a side dish?

A whole other course.

Mmm, it sounds appetizing. COATES: Sirs.

Let-let's not do this.

Senior Chief Paul De Fina at Damage Control,

Fleet Training Center in Norfolk, has filed an Article

138 complaint.

His commanding officer revealed

that the senior chief was HIV positive.

This information is strictly

need-to-know.

Obviously, handle this delicately.

Well, I'll keep my hand on the tiller, sir.

And I believe I'll make this a metaphor-free day.

MacKENZIE: Colonel, I'm requesting you assign

a new brig chaser to escort Private Boyer to Miramar.

Why?

Because the current one can't control her.

Were you expecting her to anticipate a sucker punch?

You didn't.

She confronted me at both hearings, sir.

I'm not worried.

The judge had

to remind her of her responsibilities.

I can't spare anyone else.

Colonel, as convening authority, I'm sure you're aware

of Private Boyer's military record.

Painfully.

Her proficiency and conduct marks indicate

a series of combative and irrational outbursts.

Which is why she's being incarcerated.

Sir, I can't help feeling you're not taking me seriously.

I take you seriously as an attorney, Colonel.

The trial is over.

Step away.

So the answer is no?

You did your job.

Sir, if the private

escapes or does harm to a...

Colonel, I am busy, and you are dismissed.

Aye, aye, sir.

Trainees, commence shoring exercise.

MAN: I was taking my students to a dewatering exercise

with a P-100 portable pump.

A rupture on the discharge side caused the hose to whip back,

which hit me in the chest and knocked me down the ladder.

Were you bleeding?

On my hand; cut it on an edge.

How was, uh,

Petty Officer McMichael involved?

I got my foot stuck

in the ladder.

The petty officer helped me up.

The angles are off.

That's not going to hold.

Was there blood transferred?

My CO, Commander Stotler, was observing at the time.

He noticed a few drops

on Petty Officer McMichael's sleeve.

An hour later,

the commander called the petty officer into his office

to inform him that I was HIV positive

and advised him to seek medical counsel.

If that had been the extent of it, I could have handled it.

The petty officer then told the rest of the unit.

And the commander responded by removing me from my position.

His explanation?

That my duties

as an instructor had been compromised,

and that he would have to transfer me

as soon as a slot opened up elsewhere.

Did Petty Officer McMichael have his blood tested?

Yes, sir. Currently no indications. Do you think

that Commander Stotler overreacted?

I do, Lieutenant.

ROBERTS: And the consequences?

I've been rendered useless.

I'm unable to work in my own duty assignment.

There's no openings at other bases,

so basically, I stand around and watch.

My reward for 17 years of active duty.

This Petty Officer McMichael--

you may have a claim against him

for disclosing your medical history.

I have no beef against the kid, sir.

He's young, didn't know any better.

He's apologized up and down.

Would never have said anything

if he had been aware of the consequences.

What do you want, Senior Chief?

My job back, Commander.

I'm not a leper, after all.

Been living with the virus since '98.

I want to continue to serve

in the capacity for which I've been trained

in the city where I've made my home.

( rumbling, water splashing )

CHEGWIDDEN: I called Colonel Okerman

as per your request.

He feels that you're badgering him.

Does that mean he refuses

to replace Private Boyer's brig chaser, sir?

No, no.

He has agreed to assign

someone else.

Oh. Thank you, Admiral.

Pack your gear.

Sir?

He requested you for the assignment.

Admiral...

He said he couldn't think

of anyone that's more invested

and vigilant than yourself.

Sir, he is punishing me for having an opinion.

Apparently.

What about my duties at JAG?

Well, you're between cases, it's on the colonel's nickel.

I can spare you for a week.

Sir, I-I've never done this before.

Well, he has

confidence in your learning curve.

Admiral, I'm not exactly sure

what just happened here.

Well, Colonel, you got aggressive

with a senior officer.

Good luck.

( buzzer sounds, door rumbles open )

( man speaks indistinctly over P.A. )

( buzzer sounds )

Welcome, ma'am.

Liberation day, Private.

I'm being transferred to maximum security.

I was referring to myself.

You're someone else's headache now.

Ma'am.

You're my brig chaser?

There were no government flights available,

so we'll be flying commercial.

Since we'll be in a civilian space,

I expect above-average comportment.

Any behavior that I consider disrespectful

or hostile will be handled with extreme prejudice.

That sounds like you, ma'am.

Let me remind you, Private,

that every word you utter influences your chances

for early release.

Just so you know,

we'll be changing planes in Cleveland.

My hometown.

We won't be leaving the airport.

Oh, that's too bad.

We could have checked out the downtown drug scene.

BOYER: I need a cigarette.

We have 22 minutes to make our connection.

I have to use the head.

Forget it.

It's right here.

( sighs )

Quickly.

( toilets flushing )

MAN ( over P.A. ): Final call, standby passengers...

( laughs )

What, expecting an ambush, Colonel?

WOMAN: Excuse me.

Oh, sorry.

Here you go, use this one.

You have 60 seconds.

( man speaks indistinctly over P.A. )

Here you go.

You're welcome.

( sighs )

How are you doing in there?

( shallow breathing )

Is the prisoner armed? She wasn't when she disappeared.

Potential for violence? Likely.

Why wasn't she restrained?

She said she had to go to the bathroom.

How much security training have you had, Colonel?

All right, let's shut it down.

Secure all exits.

Nice job-- you've just succeeded in disabling

a major metropolitan airport.

All stations,

this is S-1, we have a Code Six, so...

Hang on.

Give me a second.

Senior Chief De Fina

was the best instructor in the unit.

Top drawer. Dedicated.

Cared deeply about his students.

Then why was he deactivated, Commander?

The moment his HIV status was revealed,

the senior chief became, in their eyes,

an infectious agent.

This reduced his ability to communicate.

But, sir, you were the one that revealed his condition.

Well, I respect the navy's policy

of an infected individual's right to privacy, Lieutenant,

but, uh, my hand was forced, given that

the senior chief's blood was passed on

to Petty Officer McMichael.

Then why didn't you tell the Petty Officer

to keep it to himself?

Never occurred to me he wouldn't.

What, a bombshell like that?

Anyone possessing information of that nature

would have difficulty

keeping a lid on it.

I won't argue that point, Commander,

but at the time, I was more focused

on the petty officer's safety.

Well, did you ask him if he had an open wound, Commander?

Yes.

And what was his answer? Negative.

Well, then, there was

little chance of bodily fluids being transferred.

The question

made the revelation pretty much mandatory.

Well, I'm told the HIV virus

has difficulty living outside the body.

I'm no more an expert than you are, Commander,

but under the circumstances,

I thought a medical examination was prudent.

Well, this present class

will be moving on soon,

a new one coming in with no knowledge

of the senior chief's medical condition.

At that point, are you willing to reinstate him to full duty?

No.

Too much water under the bridge.

The other instructors now know,

members of my staff.

Senior Chief De Fina

needs to move on, start fresh.

In a new command.

Which doesn't exist, sir.

Currently.

Well, that's where we stumble, Commander.

You acknowledge the senior chief's rights,

yet your decisions were made

without the support of concrete evidence,

but based on a series of ifs.

( chuckles )

It's an iffy world, gentlemen.

MacKENZIE: According to the board, we've missed our flight.

That's unfortunate.

Next scheduled departure to San Diego

is tomorrow, same time-- 3:03.

Put you on another airline,

but, given this breach,

getting a new security clearance

would be unlikely.

I advise you to secure lodging.

The closest hotel's a mile and a half away.

Uh, I'm not authorized to leave the premises with the prisoner.

Your prisoner

is a security risk, Colonel, so we'll see you tomorrow,

one hour prior to departure.

We'll escort you out.

I can take care of it from here.

We're more than happy to assist, ma'am.

Really, it's not necessary.

No, actually, it really is.

Gentlemen.

Colonel.

Get comfortable.

We're here till 1345 tomorrow.

Could have been gone.

Had to have that cigarette.

MAN: Quantico.

Yeah. This is Lieutenant Colonel MacKenzie

for Colonel Okerman.

(man speaks indistinctly over phone

When do you expect training to secure?

Uh, a couple days, ma'am...

Please have him call me on my cell phone

as soon as he's able. Thank you.

Yes, ma'am.

If I see so much as a finger move in the wrong direction,

I'll restrain your ankles as well.

You can shuffle your way to Miramar.

Well, seeing as

I've already blown any chance of shortening my time served,

and you made it your business

to get us a non-smoking room,

let me just say...

screw you, ma'am.

Do I get to take a shower?

In the brig.

Well, I won't be able to sleep with these on.

Oh, I will, especially after I shackle you to the bed.

Commander Stotler has an obligation

to protect his unit from infection.

However, by dismissing you

under questionable circumstances,

and refusing to reinstate you,

he has negatively impacted your career.

That's what I've been trying to tell my wife, Commander.

This whole disclosure thing is too easy to violate.

And I think legal action could make things worse for Paul.

We're talking about privacy, but, with every step forward,

his medical condition becomes less of a secret.

That is something to consider, Senior Chief.

This is going to force everyone to have to deal

with his HIV.

What's to stop them from resenting him?

It's not like we

can undo any of it.

I'm not going to crawl off

just because I may make a colleague uncomfortable.

Especially since I didn't

do anything wrong in the first place.

What would be the next step?

We present your case

to the Chief of Naval Education and Training

and ask him to overturn Commander Stotler's decision.

Sounds good.

RABB: There are a few points

that we should go over prior to that

that could cloud the issue.

It would be helpful to understand

how you were infected, Senior Chief.

If there was possible misconduct...

well, that would be a different road.

I was on liberty in Dabou, Ivory Coast, Lieutenant.

Found myself in the middle of a rebel uprising.

I got shot in the crossfire, lost consciousness,

woke up in the recovery unit of the city hospital.

Found out at my next physical.

Turns out, Dabou Central

had been performing transfusions with tainted blood.

Would you be willing to provide,

for verification purposes only,

information about your treatment at Dabou?

Uh, the name of the hospital,

any records that they might have, that sort of thing?

If you can promise

it will only travel in official channels, sir.

RABB: We'll take every precaution.

Then let's do it.

No.

Uh... no.

This is madness.

I mean, now you're...

you're providing private information to a flag officer?

Do you see how this thing is expanding?

Honey, please, let's just...

let's go somewhere else.

I'm not a fugitive, Adrienne,

and I won't allow anyone to make me feel like one.

Make your argument, sirs.

(thunder rumbling)

Private, what are you doing?

If we get to the airport early, you can, uh...

you can have a cigarette before we board.

Private?

My daughter lives over there.

She's five.

I never married the father.

He's got custody.

You need to go back to sleep.

I haven't seen her since I enlisted.

Well, maybe you could write her.

Then when you get out...

Do you have children, Colonel?

No.

Do you want any?

I can't imagine how this is any of your business.

Just seeing if you can relate.

( thunder softly rumbling, rain splashing )

Will you take me to see my girl?

You know that's not possible.

We got time.

It's against the regs

and... you can't be trusted.

We already broke the regs and you could restrain me.

Good night.

Private, when you took off, were you going to see her?

Don't disappoint me, Private.

I need a cigarette.

Can you get the pack I bought, ma'am?

Wait. No, no, no. Never mind, never mind.

I don't want to have cigarette breath.

I'm ready, ma'am.

I hope I don't regret this.

I won't make a move without asking you first.

BOYER: Hi, Glenn.

Um, this is Lieutenant Colonel MacKenzie.

We were on our way to Miramar

and we had a stopover, and so...

You should have called.

It just...

It kind of just happened.

Is, uh, Sharona here?

Uh-huh.

What's she doing?

Drawing.

When did that start?

When I bought her stuff to draw with.

It's a way of trying to get her to express herself.

Oh.

That's a surprise coming from Mister Poker Face.

MacKENZIE: You know, we won't be taking

too much of your time.

You won't be doing anything without my permission.

Thanks.

Sharona, your mama's here to see you.

Hi, baby.

Look how big you got.

So what's up?

We're going ice skating today.

Oh, that's great.

You know how to do that?

I'm better than my daddy.

Yeah, so was I.

Did he do your hair?

You look all right, girl.

What is it?

A dragon.

Oh. What's he doing?

Skating.

Is he at the rink, or is he with his friend...?

( screaming )

It's okay, honey.

She ain't gonna hurt you.

Go talk to her.

If I had time to prepare her...

It's been, um, two years.

I understand.

This could happen another time.

I, uh... I'll be back through here again.

I could write.

I could do the e-mail thing.

Yeah.

I'm sorry, Michelle.

( voice breaking ): No. It's okay.

I mean, we gotta go anyway.

Ma'am, is it okay that I use the bathroom?

Yeah, just leave the door ajar.

Why don't you go get your fuzzy hat?

Okay.

Things okay with her?

Yeah.

Next time, it'll be better.

Yeah, I'm sure.

Where she at?

Upstairs.

You're doing good, Glenn.

Thank you.

MacKENZIE: The cab is waiting.

BOYER: I know.

If we don't leave right now, we're going to miss our flight.

BOYER: Just hang on! ( car horn honking )

( sighs )

( rattling ) Damn!

What are you doing?

"Glenn Sheets.

For insomnia."

You got these out of his medicine cabinet.

Were you going to kill yourself?

MacKENZIE: How many of these did you take?

None. I'm not suicidal. Yeah, I don't believe you. You're going

to the emergency room. Look, get off me, okay?

It was never going to happen.

I was just feeling sorry for myself.

I mean, I-I could never commit suicide.

Man, I just get too damn hungry.

Wait a minute, I don't have

to defend myself to you!

Just back the hell up out my face, okay?!

I was assigned to be in your face, Private, and for good reason.

You got your head so far up your six,

I could roll you to Miramar.

Well, excuse me for my pain, but no one, especially

no tight, white-ass lawyer, is going to tell me how to feel

or what to do about it. Right now, your pain belongs to the Marine Corps.

You can feel whatever you want once you've paid your debt

to your country. My country owes me.

I was falsely accused. Well, then you should've appealed

instead of slugging the trial counsel.

Where I grew up, we don't appeal.

We react. See, that's your first mistake.

You think you grew up.

Stop trying to school me, all right?!

Come on, Colonel, do what you're trained to do.

Come on, you want to mix it up? Let's go, make it right

for yourself.

Why did you leave your daughter?

What?

If you care about her so much, why did you

abandon her?

You know, that- that shouldn't be

too hard for you to understand, Colonel.

Did you hit her? No!

Almost.

How did you get so angry?

I don't know how people make it

through the day without being angry.

Is that why you do drugs? I don't do drugs!

You know, this behavior won't serve you in the brig.

I know you are wrong about that.

Might be able to intimidate a few inmates here and there,

but eventually, your rage is going to destroy you.

Speak for yourself.

I am.

Now let's pick up those pills and flush 'em.

DE FINA: I'd like to keep my wife

out of it, sir. Why?

She's still not comfortable

with the level of attention my case is attracting.

I'm going to need to get a statement from her, Senior Chief.

I'm asking you to work without it, sir.

I don't understand why she's so anxious.

Commander, my wife is also HIV positive.

I infected her just after I returned from overseas duty.

I didn't know at the time.

I'm sorry. I was protecting

her privacy.

That's what this is all about.

My wife doesn't want anyone to know.

She hasn't even told her family.

I'm telling you so you'll understand why I'm asking.

You know, I might be able to make this work in your favor.

The fact that Commander Stotler made that decision

has doubled the stakes.

I trust you can succeed without it.

Commander.

Meredith, hey.

We've been wondering...

Ma'am. Jennifer,

I realize it's your responsibility

to keep me away, but... I'll pay for this, ma'am.

It's in his best interest. Thank you.

CHEGWIDDEN: Coates!

Don't yell at her.

I-I forced my way in.

Look, I didn't come here to patch things up

or to ask your forgiveness.

I just couldn't let us part without words.

Words.

Good-bye. Those are words.

And they're justified.

Oh, Meredith, please, don't fall on your sword.

It's so embarrassing.

Look, A.J., I know that I hurt you, and I...

Oh, no, no, no, no, no clichés.

I'm not playing out a-a scene

from a bad movie with you.

Okay, okay. All right, give me a minute.

I can do better, okay?

Um...

Alessandro, the professor...

Well, he's married...

which is to say

I am not worthy of being with any man...

especially you.

I've done this four times.

Two were acts of unfaithfulness.

The others, I just disappeared.

It's a pathology.

I-I'm sure at some point

you-you must've wondered why

an attractive, 40-something PhD

had never settled down.

I was so in love with you, I just thought...

I got incredibly lucky.

Which makes me an even bigger fool.

So, what are you saying, you're self-destructive?

Something like that.

Go see a therapist.

Stop... working it out on the unsuspecting.

It's my nature to try and overcome...

Not this time.

Somewhere down the line...

someone else.

Let's hope.

You called, Admiral?

About three minutes ago.

And if I had entered then, sir?

You did the right thing.

Did you, sir?

( sighs )

Yeah.

Are you sure?

That'll be all, Petty Officer.

Yes, sir.

( door closes )

Cab could've waited one more minute.

I can't believe I have to stay

in this room for another 24 hours.

Bigger than the one you'll have at Miramar.

And what happened to military courtesy, Private?

Sharpen up.

Yes, ma'am.

I don't know how I'm going to explain this.

Well, just tell 'em the truth,

though I'd probably leave out the escape,

that suspected suicide and that chest-bumping stuff.

Oh.

Is that me?

Look at you, girl.

You look tore up from the floor up.

My mama used to say that.

If I used to come in

without washing up or braiding my hair,

she used to say...

"Girl, you look like a big old bag of ugly."

She never said that to my sister.

Yeah, well... ( sighs )

She's gone now, so...

Just left me waving in the wind.

I don't want to do that to my little girl, you know?

I want to... I want to leave her with something of value.

Well, you have to start by valuing yourself.

Sure, ma'am.

Right away. I'm on it.

You have the resources.

They're nowhere I can find them.

You have to ask for help.

There's no one else in this room but you, ma'am.

Go ahead.

What can you do for me, Colonel?

(blow-dryer whirring)

You ready?

I think.

Wow.

Well?

I like it.

I can do things with this face.

You look very pretty.

And see how the peach under the brow line

accentuates the brown in your eyes?

So...

what are we taking home with us today?

Oh, nothing, thank you very much.

Wow. I've got kind of a Beyonce thing going on.

You look great, honey.

You should buy them all.

I will...

as soon as I get out the brig.

( knocking on door )

ROBERTS: Sir?

I finished vetting Senior Chief De Fina's medical history.

I was able to reach the records department

at the Dabou Central Hospital,

and they claim that tainted blood

had been administered to patients at that time,

and that they told Senior Chief De Fina that

when he contacted them.

So we go forward.

Except I went the next step

and I contacted BUMED for documentation.

All they had was a one-sheet medical report

that had been translated into English

by an administrative corpsman.

It was hard to read, and it really didn't specify

the manner of treatment.

And? I looked up

the physician that treated the senior chief that night,

and I was able to locate him

in Surry, England, where he was on sabbatical.

Am I going to be happy about the way this turns out, Bud?

Confused, sir. Dr. Offrata remembers the case,

being that the senior chief was the only white patient

in the hospital that evening, but he claims

that he was able to get the loss of blood under control

and doesn't recall giving him a transfusion.

That's your third muffin, Private.

Are they going to be counting

how much I eat in prison, Colonel?

I would expect portion control.

Mm.

Well, then I'm going to have me another.

You know, this is probably a good time

to be talking about how you're going to do

your time-- hard or easy?

( gasping )

You all right?

( coughs )

I, um, I haven't had....

a cigarette in...

three days.

( coughing )

I think I've, uh, quit without even realizing it.

Oh, God.

Private?

( retching, coughing )

Okay, tell me how many times you've regurgitated.

Three.

Three. Let me see your arms, please.

Head back.

MacKENZIE: Can I ask what you're looking for, Doctor?

Maybe the private can help.

Have you used heroin in the last hour?

( siren wailing )

BOYER: What did you ask me?

DOCTOR: Your blood tested positive

for opiates.

Have you been using recently?

No.

You've been with me, Colonel.

Tell the man.

Come on, ma'am.

How could I make that happen?

MacKENZIE: Well, let me think.

You could have scored at the airport,

hidden it on your person,

and saved it for when you felt you needed it.

In three minutes? At the restaurant,

I let you go to the bathroom on your own.

You got sick after that.

You're trying me twice, ma'am.

I'm only asking because I actually see no signs of use.

I get a lot of drug cases here

and there are either needle marks or nasal residue.

Let me ask you a question.

Did you eat poppy seeds

at any time prior to getting sick?

MacKENZIE: The muffins.

She had three poppy seed muffins.

Heroin is distilled

from opium which is a byproduct of poppy seeds.

Now, theoretically, it is possible to test positive

if you've eaten a large quantity.

Now, the nanogram levels

are supposedly set high enough to avoid false positives.

But your system may just be very sensitive.

Have you ever had this kind of reaction before?

The night you were arrested, weren't you sick?

Yeah, I mean, I had two bagels at a deli.

Can you do an allergic test or something?

I can and will.

( chuckles )

I accept your apology, ma'am.

RABB: We appreciate you coming down, Mrs. De Fina.

Like I said on the phone,

we're not forcing you to cooperate

in your husband's Article 138.

We just have a few questions.

For clarification.

Of what?

How long have you been married

to the senior chief?

Six years.

And did you wed him before or after

his last deployment, ma'am?

Before. Just before.

Long courtship? No.

No, we'd only known each other, um, just a few months.

These next questions

are going to be a little more personal, ma'am.

Please, don't... don't do this.

I'd rather not even be here, so...

It's in your husband's best interest,

Mrs. De Fina.

What are they?

Have you ever used intravenous drugs?

For God's sakes, no.

Prior to meeting your husband, did you have a sexual history?

This is so offensive.

Yes.

Can you account for your partners, ma'am?

If you'll excuse me, I'm leaving.

Are you going to force us

to obtain your medical records, Mrs. De Fina?

( crying )

( phone ringing )

Colonel Okerman.

MacKENZIE: Sir, this is Lieutenant Colonel MacKenzie.

I've been trying to reach you.

Just returned from maneuvers.

Mission complete?

We're still en route, sir.

OKERMAN: You're joking?

We were waylaid in Cleveland.

We're about to board now.

You've been at that airport for two days?

In a motel.

Colonel, you are not authorized to deviate from your route.

It wasn't my decision, sir.

Was airport security involved?

The prisoner achieved separation

for three minutes.

Oh, for.... Colonel, I've uncovered evidence that suggests

that Private Boyer could be innocent of the drug charge.

You've been conducting an investigation?

No, sir, I stumbled upon it.

I haven an intern at Erie General

who will testify that an ingestion of poppy seeds...

Get that prisoner to Miramar now, Colonel.

And when you're done, I want your six in my office.

Sir, I'm requesting that you reverse the guilty finding.

Absolutely not.

I hope you're not punishing

Private Boyer because of any ill will

you might have towards me, sir.

The UCMJ is punishing the private, Colonel,

and if she has a case,

she can appeal it while she's serving her sentence.

Can I at least fax you a memo outlining my findings?

After she's behind bars. Good day.

(phone clicks)

DE FINA: No transfusion?

RABB: That's correct.

You sure about this, sir?

The doctor who treated you is, Senior Chief.

He's saying I wasn't infected in Africa?

He's got to be wrong.

It was six years ago.

He probably just mixed me up with somebody else.

We have corroboration.

Senior Chief, your wife admitted

that she'd been infected with the HIV virus

prior to meeting you.

It wasn't until after you were married,

and away at sea, that she found out-- like you--

through a routine blood test.

She wanted to tell you when you returned,

but...

she lost her nerve.

And then when your test turned out positive,

she chose to allow you to assume that you had infected her.

She should've said something at the time.

I would've forgiven her.

That opportunity remains.

Not anymore, Lieutenant.

OKERMAN: It's a pleasure to meet you in person, Admiral.

Well, Colonel, I think the pleasure for you

will be discussing the Private Boyer case

with someone you don't resent.

You came down here just to...?

Colonel, I thought you deserved a face-to-face,

given the fact that I expect you

to reconsider the charges against the private.

You intend to force my hand?

No, not at all.

I expect you to comply willingly.

Colonel, there's more than enough evidence

for this request.

Admiral...

You assigned trial counsel

the roll of brig chaser.

Now, as an attorney, she allowed new evidence

to influence her previous opinion.

I'm asking you to rise to the same level of professionalism.

I will not set aside the charges.

Private Boyer can appeal.

( sighs )

Would you consider a retrial

based on my presentation of new evidence?

RABB: Senior Chief.

Hey, Commander.

Here to visit?

It's business.

Commander Stotler told me about your new assignment.

I requested it, sir.

Needed to find another duty station.

Case management at an AIDS ward seemed appropriate.

Well, it seems the commander would like to have you back,

Senior Chief.

That's good to hear, sir.

Yeah, a recent deployment

has drained the resources at the center

and, well, this class is moving on

so there'll be a new population there

that is unaware of your medical history.

Your right to privacy will, of course, be strictly upheld.

Sir, I dropped my complaint

because issues of privacy and disclosure

are not as clear-cut to me as they once were,

and it's certainly not a problem here.

So, you don't want to go back?

Well, sir, I've been able

to put my crisis management duties to good use,

and in terms of these patients,

they need me even more than the boys I trained.

Well, I'll let him know, Senior Chief.

Tell him I can recommend a few people, sir.

I'll do that.

Listen, Senior Chief, on a personal note...

Adrienne and I separated.

I've filed for divorce.

To allow your fear to control you in that way...

Senior Chief,

I'm not trying to excuse her actions,

but, uh, I have yet to meet anybody

who could handle this disease with your level of integrity.

Let me take you around, Commander.

We have a ward full of them.

MacKENZIE: Now that Private Boyer's been acquitted,

I believe her assault sentence should also be revoked.

I've come to realize, Your Honor, that the private,

having to face punishment for a crime she did not commit,

was motivated by an uncommon sense of frustration.

I'm not sure, in the same situation,

that I would be able to control my outrage.

I tend to think you would, Colonel,

but thank you for your testimony.

You may step down.

Does defense counsel have anything to add?

Yes, Your Honor.

We ask the court to consider these special circumstances

and ask that there be no confinement

or reduction in rate.

Commander?

The government has no recommendation, Your Honor.

Accused and counsel, please rise.

Private Michelle Boyer,

your anger at having been unfairly accused

is understandable,

but your response remains unacceptable.

I cannot, in good conscience,

rule out confinement as a punishment.

But I can reduce the time you will serve

from five years to one year,

the extent of your original sentence.

I will also return you to the rank

of Private First Class

and refrain from imposing the punitive discharge.

We are adjourned.

Thank you.

Thank you, ma'am. Sir.

You're welcome.

Well, we're back at the beginning.

Well, beyond that, Private.

I think you'll find anger therapy much more useful

than drug counseling.

Yeah.

Ma'am, you asked me

whether I was going to do my time hard or easy.

Well, I got that in the mail yesterday

and... there's your answer.