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(helicopter whirring)

This is not my ship.

The cargo-- it is not mine, either.

Let's go.

Coffee beans throw the Custom dogs off scent.

I'm no expert, sir, but that looks like heroin to me.

(gunfire)

(grunting)

Check the other door.

(grunting): No!

Who the hell are you? I'm Simon Tanveer.

I'm with MI6.

CHEGWIDDEN: You know, Rabb, only you could go out to help fine-tune

the rules of engagement for Afghanistan

and find yourself in the middle of a smuggling ring.

Well, sir, our war on terror keeps colliding

with our war on drugs.

The Wake Island was the closest coalition vessel

at the time an MI6 agent aboard a Pakistani freighter

radioed for a raid, sir.

What do you know about the guy?

Well, Navy Intel says he's one of the best, Admiral.

He was behind the arrest

of several top Pakistani terrorists.

However, sir, he is a spy and not an investigator.

I could really use someone who knows the drill.

All right, I'll have Mac on the next flight out of Andrews.

Is there a terrorist connection to the drugs?

Well, the drug captain says there is, sir.

He's cooperating.

Claims he works for a Karachi-based drug lord

with ties to Al-Qaeda.

Sounds like a valuable witness.

That's how I felt, sir. That's why I was supervising

his arrest, instead of maintaining chain of custody

over the heroin cache aboard.

And?

And, sir, the ship's log documented

the cargo as weighing 195 kilos.

However, by the time we'd inventoried and weighed it,

it was one kilo short.

A kilo?!

Yes, sir.

Rabb, the outcome

of this investigation could affect the navy's credibility

in these drug seizures.

Do you understand me?

Loud and clear, Admiral.

Sir.

Ma'am, this way.

Okay.

RABB: Simon.

This is Lieutenant Colonel MacKenzie.

This is Officer Simon Tanveer

of the British Secret Service.

Colonel. Nice to meet you.

Officer Tanveer is working the case with us.

I thought he could assist you in your interviews.

Oh! Thank you, Commander, for taking the initiative

to think my duties through for me.

Petty Officer, will you show the colonel

to the legal office?

I'm wanted on the bridge.

I'll let the captain know you're here

and I'll check in on you later. All right.

Ma'am.

So, tell me, Officer Tanveer, how is it that you managed

to infiltrate a closed community like the terrorist drug trade?

I'm typecast for the part.

My parents are from Qatar,

I speak seven different dialects of Urdu,

and I guess I'm persistent.

I've heard the good ones are.

Well, I give your navy most of the credit

for bringing in the drug ship.

Any chance you'd call me Simon?

Simon, from what I've been told about you at my briefing,

you are awfully humble.

♪ Ooh... ♪

♪ I bet you wonder how I knew... ♪

ROBERTS: Corporal Witherspoon beat out

50,000 other singers to win the competition.

Then he signed a seven-album record deal

without reading the fine print.

His unit's now deploying,

and his record company is threatening

to sue him for breach of contract.

He could end up owing them a lot of money

that he doesn't have.

Soldiers and Sailors Civil Relief Act

was primarily meant to protect servicepeople

from losing their homes and such while they're in-country.

A record deal falls outside its parameters.

Well, exactly, sir.

Corporal Witherspoon is at risk.

I got to convince the record company

to either postpone the corporal's recording dates

or let him out of his contract.

Petty Officer? I'm sorry, Commander.

I was just hoping to speak to the lieutenant.

Is it true that you're going to meet Corporal Witherspoon?

I couldn't believe it when a marine won

the American Icon competition.

I think he's just...

Dreamy?

A real role model, sir.

Do you think you could get his autograph for me, sir?

Well, I doubt that he could deny

his own lawyer an autograph.

Thank you, sir.

Prospect of money

can change people, Lieutenant.

You know, Varese has made and lost her life savings

three times over?

Bad label deals, bad management,

bad agenting.

People she trusted...

When you go to L.A.

to confront the label, Lieutenant,

you take your sunscreen and your shark repellent.

♪ I heard it through the grapevine... ♪

We've been through this before, Commander.

The SEALs secured the freighter

and rounded up the prisoners aboard the drug ship.

You were there, sir.

The drug cache was flown to the Wake Island

and taken below deck.

I supervised the weighing and counting

of the drug parcels in the cargo hold,

and then I secured the cache myself.

I can't explain how we came up short, sir.

RABB: Pure heroin.

Street value somewhere near half a million dollars.

That's pretty tempting to a guy who's in debt.

You left your ex with a lot of bills when you deployed.

Now she's trying to execute a judgment on your military pay.

Half a mil will come in pretty handy.

(chuckling): You are very good.

You deceived me fully.

You were the best man on my crew.

(laughs)

And you, lovely madam,

I look forward to speaking

with your CIA about my employer.

My wish is to go live with my brother in Chicago.

My wife will be so happy that I'm arrested.

I'm no smuggler.

I'm just a family man from Golimar.

MacKENZIE: What about the rest of the men on your crew?

Any of them the type who would have stolen a kilo of heroin?

All of them are!

Sea dogs, every one!

They were only searched for weapons

when they were arrested.

Well, we'll need to do a more invasive search,

if you know what I mean.

You Brits are the ones leading the charge

in criticizing the U.S. military

for its handling of prisoners at Gitmo.

I need to know you're on board with this.

(in Southern accent): Bring it on, Colonel.

You go by "Mac," right?

With my friends.

Where I'm from, that's a raincoat.

How about Sarah?

ROBERTS: Honey, I'm home!

SIMS: Bud, you're early.

MIKEY: I thought you said he was going to be at work.

Well, I thought he was.

Bud, you've tried so hard to get Mikey to forgive you,

but I just couldn't stand it anymore,

and I asked him up here to try and talk some sense into him.

Did it work?

(sighs)

You two infuriate me,

so if you need a referee, I'll be in the kitchen.

Excuse me.

Mikey.

Mike, I'm sorry.

Okay, I've been trying to tell you this,

but you're... you're just as stubborn

as a mule.

Okay.

We both are, all right?

We... probably got it from Dad.

Bud, I don't think you would have called me worthless

if you didn't believe it a little bit.

But I don't want my nephews thinking I'm not around

because I don't care.

And I've missed Harriet.

So, for everybody's sake,

I think you and I should find a way to get along.

You know, act like brothers again.

Just act?

That's all I can promise right now.

Well, if...

if I agree to this for now...

you promise we'll try to put this behind us?

(whispering): Yeah.

I'll look in on Harriet and the boys

while you're out of town.

I promise I won't lose anybody this time.

(chuckles)

What's in California, anyway?

Oh, a marine has a contract dispute

with the owner of some record company--

Cosmo-Disk?

Howie Black.

Yeah.

Bud, he's a living legend.

He signed half the bands in my CD collection.

Really?

My brother, hanging with Howie Black.

MAN: We went to the drug ship to prepare

the heroin for transport, sir.

We strapped the package tight,

fixed the load lines to it.

We had not done a preliminary count because we had intel.

We knew the package was not booby-trapped.

We prepared the load, gave the pilot Lieutenant West

the weight and dimensions, then we hooked the pendant.

Lieutenant West externaled the load, sir.

RABB: The petty officers weighed

the cache to make sure it was within your limits.

Do you remember the number?

479 pounds, three ounces exactly.

Petty Officer Thurmond, was this pallet part of the load

you weighed aboard the freighter?

Yes, Commander, the heroin parcels were secured to it.

51 pounds, eight ounces.

Plus 195 kilos.

That's 481.4 pounds.

The load weighed 2.2 pounds less than that.

One kilo.

The heroin was missing

before the load was moved to Wake Island.

(sighs)

TANVEER: Your master-at-arms

is taking his time.

That's not the kind of thing you want to rush.

(chuckles)

Good call, Colonel.

Guy had nearly a quarter ounce on him.

Great. Tag that as evidence, and give us a minute with him?

Yes, ma'am.

This guy-- Agha-- worst of the bad.

Even by the standards of this motley crew,

he was a malcontent.

You look like the dog's dinner, Agha.

A dog like you would know.

See? You Yanks don't have the monopoly

on spreading joy around the world.

You're already in jail.

Just tell us if you took the missing kilo.

Why?

So your navy will not seem unprofessional in its piracy?

So you can tell your British friends

it was not your fault their evidence was taken?

I have no reason to tell you anything.

And you... a Paki who lets himself be used

as a tool for the colonialists.

Ah, you've had 57 years to get over that one.

We can offer you leniency.

I do not trust either of you.

Your promises are as false as your pretext for war.

You are exactly the kind of rubbish

that makes good men like my father look like criminals.

(grunts) Hey!

Simon! What the hell was that?

That was an interrogation tactic.

Something you in uniform

can't get away with.

MacKENZIE: Guard!

Your CIA does this.

And more.

Sarah.

Commander Rabb said I'd find you here.

Yeah, instead of beating a confession out of a prisoner,

our new best friend the freighter captain

is telling Agha that unless he gives us a straight answer

about the missing heroin, he'll rat him out

to the Pakistani drug lord as a thief.

That's smart.

That man would just as soon slice and dice you

as take tea with you.

Are you sure you haven't been to spy school, Sarah?

You're in a better mood than last night.

Look, Agha's not the type

to give anything up without a fight.

I knew that, I acted accordingly.

You think pretending to be like one of them

makes you start forgetting which side you're on?

You're not asking about me, are you?

I'm only here because I can read people.

Who's the spy, Sarah?

Who are you really worried about?

(men speaking Arabic)

Sir, madam,

he says he'd rather take his chances

with the drug lord in Karachi

than to be seen cooperating with the West.

He clearly does not know what he's missing.

I have found you so-called infidels

to be most gracious hosts.

Agha stays on the suspect list.

We need to look at personnel files for this ship.

Those who were with the cache before it was moved.

MacKENZIE: Ooh, some party.

RABB: Yeah, they look like hunters around a four-point buck.

How's Tanveer working out?

Oh, he could use a vacation.

So could we all.

However, the admiral insists we involve him

in the investigation.

That shouldn't be a problem for you, though.

You have a way with spies.

I'll be topside.

I get the feeling

your partner doesn't like me.

You just deal with stress in a way we're not used to.

Because that isn't the way

that Clayton Webb blows off steam?

Well, I knew you had some intel connection

after what you said in the brig.

I rang Vauxhall Cross on the ship-to-shore.

Seems you've done some undercover work yourself

in Paraguay with Webb.

I've never had the pleasure of meeting the man,

but he's... known

in my circle.

I went in to act as his wife.

Still acting as his wife?

MAN: One, two, three.

SOLDIERS: One!

One, two, three.

I know I should have asked

my chain of command, Lieutenant.

It was a dumb move,

thinking I could be a singer

and still be in the Corps.

No, signing a contract

without consulting an attorney,

that's a dumb move.

But wanting to sing...

I sing at my church,

Corporal, and my wife thinks I'm pretty good.

So you know why I was so flattered

Mr. Black wanted to sign me.

Listen, Corporal, can you tell me without reservation

that you want to go with your unit to the Gulf?

Yes, sir! Without reservation, sir.

OFFICER: Adrenaline was running high, sir.

It's not every day a SEAL detachment gets to handle

a multimillion-dollar drug seizure.

Maybe in this celebratory mood, somebody got sloppy.

Got sloppy...

or got greedy, sir?

I deserve to know what you're accusing me of.

Well, I'm not accusing you of anything, Lieutenant.

However, there was a kilo of heroin

missing from the cache before it was delivered

to the LHA.

And you think one of us took it?

The drugs were sealed in plastic when you found them.

They were compromised, and there was a kilo missing

when it was delivered to this ship.

It wasn't one of us, Commander.

You got to be honest with yourself, Lieutenant.

There were six men in your unit.

Was there ever a time when one of them had

an opportunity to take the drugs?

SEALs are not DEA agents, sir.

We're not trained for drug interdiction,

evidence handling, or prisoner transport.

But it seemed at the time

like processing Officer Tanveer-- a potential witness

to link drugs to terrorists-- was the priority.

I left Petty Officer Wilks in charge of the drug cache.

How long was he alone with the drugs? Maybe 20 minutes, sir.

I left him in that position

because I trusted him, Commander.

I still do.

Thank you very much, Petty Officer.

You're welcome.

(chuckles)

Ah.

You know, I'm impressed

Webb can keep a girlfriend, Sarah.

I've never known an intel man who could.

I guess all you single spies

get together once in a while, commiserate?

Me, a couple of Mossadis I met in Syria,

and a former Soviet anorak

I use as a bug planter sometimes.

We get bevvied up

and talk about the girls we haven't loved before.

How long have you been out in the cold, Simon?

Well, I remember the day

the U.S. started bombing in Afghanistan.

Because I was there,

picking up a load of opium.

That was three years ago.

Long time to be undercover.

You ever been caught?

Tortured?

Is that what happened to Webb?

Look, what you're afraid of with Webb, Sarah,

it happens slowly.

You notice one day

that you haven't slept for a week,

and you start to fancy a drink more often than you used to.

Maybe one day,

you leave your wife,

because if you don't, you're afraid

of what you might do to her.

Has he hit you, Sarah?

Is he drinking?

No to the first question.

And he has been drinking more than usual lately.

Since Paraguay?

Since Paraguay.

Petty Officer Randy Wilks.

Says in this report

that you saved his life.

What about him?

Juvenile record with an enlistment waiver

from Naval Recruiting Command.

Possession, intent to sell.

Four marijuana joints.

Well, pot isn't heroin,

and I doubt your UCMJ makes a former bust

admissible in court.

You're right about that.

Wilks never would have made it in the navy

if the judge really believed he was selling,

but it's something.

Maybe cause to look further?

If Wilks was in contact with the heroin

after he left the freighter, it might show up

in an opiates test of his clothing.

MAN: Lieutenant Roberts,

are you questioning my patriotism?

Because I invented patriotism.

I am the American dream.

No, of course, Mr. Black.

All that I'm requesting is that you postpone

the corporal's recording dates

until after he returns from the Gulf.

Pop star marine. Pop star marine.

That's a whole campaign.

It's not going to work

if I have to drop the album after the war ends, is it?

Besides, it's a recruitment incentive, Lieutenant.

I-It's like a win-win situation.

Are you following me on this?

Are we done here, Lieutenant?

No, no, no, we're not done.

Look, the corporal is going to Iraq with his unit,

whether you like it or not.

At question is whether you're going to sue him

while he is gone.

Look, he's only 22,

and you're threatening to ruin his life.

At 22, if the Marine Corps thinks

he's old enough to fight,

then I make the logical assumption

he's old enough to read a contract

which he has signed. Thank you very much.

MAN: Yeah, no problem, no problem.

Mr. Black?!

I got a lunch to go to.

But it's after 4:00.

Third lunch today.

Nothing happens in this town unless it's done over lunch.

Learn that and you'll go far.

Chastity will validate your parking.

I took a taxi.

Ciao.

Hey, it's the Quantum Leap guy.

There were traces of heroin

on your clothing, Petty Officer.

You're the only one in the compartment

with a prior drug arrest.

I was 16 when I was arrested, Commander.

I learned a lesson from it.

That's why I left home and joined the navy.

Please, sir, ma'am,

I didn't take the heroin.

Is there anything you'd like to tell us

before we start the search?

We're in a mood to deal, if you are.

All right, let's get to it.

♪ ♪

Well, well, well.

Well, you just gave your C.O.

reason to convene an Article 32.

Take him into custody, Petty Officer,

and then send somebody to secure the evidence.

We'll recommend a hearing aboard ship immediately,

so you can return to London.

I appreciate the hospitality, but I've lingered long enough.

You're a witness, Tanveer.

And I'll happily provide my testimony in writing,

as soon as I get home.

You'll remain onboard for the hearing,

if I have to chain you to your rack.

Was that really necessary?

I would have thought he'd want to remain

aboard with you as long as possible.

Well, finding out I have a boyfriend

seems to have dampened his enthusiasm.

Oh, so, it's official now, you and Webb?

Why are we talking about him?

Well, you keep saying that he won't talk about himself.

Then along comes his British counterpart,

and you two get awfully cozy.

Maybe you're... maybe you're trying to get a little insight

into Webb's way of life.

CHEGWIDDEN: Well, didn't this one come together by the numbers?

Commander, you'll be defending.

Colonel, you'll prosecute

Petty Officer Wilks.

Aye, sir.

Aye, aye, sir.

How's James Bond?

MacKENZIE: Officer Tanveer is cooperating.

Well, that's a matter of opinion.

A disagreement, how novel.

Well, Colonel, you must have a response.

I don't feel the need to defend my opinion of Tanveer.

But you will nonetheless,

and the commander will take exception.

Oh, you say you won't,

but you can't help yourself, both of you.

Sir, in all fairness, the commander and I

have worked together successfully for...

Luck and skills make up for your occasional

lapses in professionalism.

You know, it might inspire you to know

that everyone from the Pentagon to Whitehall

has a vested interest in your handling of this case.

Please, please, keep me apprised.

We finally made him snap.

I think the SECNAV is pressuring him to resolve this

in a way that won't embarrass the navy.

Well, then why didn't he just say so?

Your back's been bothering you for a while now.

I'm fine.

It's just a battle scar from tangling with Sadik.

I have a spy to prep for his testimony.

(knocking)

We had a meeting two hours ago.

I'm knackered, Sarah.

You know, Commander Rabb doesn't think

you're taking this case seriously.

I'm starting to agree.

God forgive I should offend the mighty Commander Rabb.

What's the deal with you two, anyway?

Is he a diversion for when Webb's out of town?

That was totally uncalled for.

We don't know each other that well, Simon.

Sarah, Sarah, I'm so sorry.

Look, look, I'm just...

I'm just exhausted.

Please forgive me.

Mr. Samad, how much heroin was on board the Zara Khan

when she was raided

by Petty Officer Wilks' SEAL detachment?

195 kilos.

Sir, Mr. Samad's logbook confirming the same

has been entered into evidence as Government Exhibit One.

CAPTAIN: So noted, Colonel.

What you do is illegal.

Why keep such incriminating records?

I feared my employer more than I feared the law.

It is a stupid sailor

who transports another man's drugs

without keeping a close eye on them.

MacKENZIE: How was the heroin packaged for shipment?

Parcels weighing one kilo each

were wrapped in cellophane.

Then the whole of those packages

were sealed in plastic.

Sealing the cargo in plastic

also insured that my most... disagreeable crew

wasn't tampering with it.

I checked the load two hours before your SEALs came.

Was the package intact?

Yes, madam.

I know it was without a doubt.

My life depended on it.

Thank you. No further questions.

I have no questions for this witness.

ROBERTS: Mike, I'm glad I got ahold of you.

You're my resident Howie Black expert.

MIKEY: Have you met him yet?

Yeah, but...

It's like we speak a different language.

Of course you speak a different language.

Bud, you and I are used to a world where there's order.

In the navy you know what's expected of you.

You move your way up the ladder at regular intervals.

There's no rules in Mr. Black's world.

Yeah, well, I'm learning that the hard way.

Howie Black started out in the mail room.

Five years later he was the vice-president

of the very same record company he now owns.

So are you saying that I should just give up?

No, no.

What I'm saying is, if you want to win this,

then you're going to have to play

by his rules of engagement, you know.

What do you know about the guy?

I know he likes to go to lunch.

So make lunch your battleground.

Meet the man on his own terms.

Oh, and for Pete's sake, Bud, don't let him intimidate you.

That's how he talked Ice Berg into forking over

all the publishing on Straight Outta Bensonhurst.

Okay, Mike.

I'm just about ready to go take on a living legend.

Thanks.

WOMAN: I wiped a surface test paper

across Petty Officer Wilks' shirt

and then applied the reagent.

The test paper turned purple.

Indicating what?

Residue of an opiate, ma'am.

Thank you, Chief Tracy.

Chief, what is your medical specialty?

I'm a technician, Commander.

And what does that entail?

I process blood and urine samples,

biopsy material, swab cultures and the like.

So you're not used to testing for illicit narcotics then?

No, sir. Our medical department here

is set up to treat wounded personnel.

Who else had access

to Petty Officer Wilks' shirt as it was being tested?

Just the other technicians...

and the doctors and nurses, I guess.

Patients?

I suppose so, sir.

Then it would be fair to say

that the medical department

of the USS Wake Island

does not have the security of a crime lab?

No, Commander.

Does it, in fact, have

any security at all?

Just the locks on the pharmaceuticals.

Everything else is pretty accessible,

and sometimes things go missing.

Thank you, Chief.

No further questions.

This hearing is in recess

until 0900 tomorrow.

Oh, thank you for joining me

for one of your lunches today, Mr. Black.

Well, thank you for the invitation, Lieutenant.

I suggest that you get this Kobe beef.

It's fantastic.

Of course the sticker shock on that steak's a killer,

but it's worth every dime.

Waiter?

Are you ready, sir?

How you doing? Good.

Can I get the, uh, Kobe beef?

Very good. Thanks.

Uh, I guess I'll have the, uh,

the-the miso soup and... a water.

Yes. (laughs)

Well, I have to hand it to you, Lieutenant.

You're a top ten with a bullet for persistence.

Do you get... do you get sort of overtime pay for that?

(laughs)

Mr. Black, not only am I not getting overtime,

but I'm not being reimbursed for the 60 bucks

of Japanese cow you're about to enjoy.

When you work for the navy,

you're rewarded in-in other ways.

We believe in fraternity, the ability and willingness

to sacrifice for others.

Well, you see, the thing is,

that the corporal-- he has star quality.

Star quality.

Do you know how hard that is to find, man?

Well, he's also a highly trained marine

who's willing to fight for his country,

and that doesn't grow on trees, either.

I'll tell you what.

Why don't you come

down to Camp Pendleton?

See him in action.

See for yourself.

Come to Camp...

You see, I'm a very busy man.

I mean, how's about a month from Thursday?

Do you know what I'm saying, Lieutenant?

Well, he deploys in 48 hours.

That is a dreadful shame.

Well, Mr. Black, you really leave me

no other choice.

See, the war on terror has broken down a number

of bureaucratic boundaries.

That has given the military unprecedented access

to a number of other governmental agencies.

The IRS, for instance.

And I'm sure that the Treasury Department

would have no problem helping the DOD

in making sure that Corporal Witherspoon

stays in good standing

with both the marines and his record company,

even if that includes a complete audit

of said record company.

(laughs)

LIEUTENANT GASTON: Petty Officer Wilks and I

secured the cargo hold after

a brief confrontation with several crewmen,

during which Officer Tanveer

identified himself.

I wasn't sure it wasn't a trick,

so I asked him to join me on deck.

That way, he could be the first

to be interrogated by Commander Rabb.

I knew a second helo was inbound

to take the detainees back to the ship's brig,

and to be honest, I didn't know what else to do with the man.

So, you left Petty Officer Wilks alone in the cargo hold?

Yes, ma'am.

No further questions.

Lieutenant, how long has Petty Officer Wilks served under you?

Almost a year, Commander.

How well do you feel you know him?

Very well.

In Special Ops, knowing who

you can count on and who you can't is something

you have to determine right away.

I'd say I know the petty officer

as well as I know any man.

I take him at his word.

Has he offered you any explanation

as to what happened?

He said he didn't do it,

and I don't see how he could have.

I don't see how anyone could have.

After I left the prisoners with you, Commander,

I went back down to tell the petty officer

he could stand down.

The petty officers

from the Wake Island had arrived,

and they were to prepare the drug cache for transport.

That load was completely intact.

No sign of tampering.

So unless the petty officer is Houdini,

he isn't your man.

He shouldn't even be the one

having to defend himself here today.

As the senior officer on that mission, I should.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Redirect, sir?

Yes, Colonel.

You said you knew Petty Officer Wilks

as well as you know any man, and that you believed him

when he denied taking a kilo of heroin and hiding it

in his quarters.

I stand by what I said, ma'am.

Did you also know about his juvenile drug arrest?

No, Colonel.

I did not.

Well, doesn't that make you wonder

what else he might be hiding from you?

Objection-- relevance.

Sir, the commander opened the door

to this line of questioning when he asked the lieutenant

for a character reference of the accused.

I agree, Colonel. Overruled.

TANVEER: Ah, I could tell

we were near some American naval activity

because I'd seen the overflights.

I figured it was as good a time as any

to pull the cord.

That is...

to contact my handler in Kutch on the shortwave.

And he was to contact

the nearest coalition naval vessel?

Yes.

That man, who ironically dwells

in a section of India known for its wild ass sanctuary...

(laughs)

...was to get on the line to a ship.

MacKENZIE: Could you give the investigating officer

the chronology of events

after that?

Yeah, I organized a piss up with some grain alcohol

I'd stashed aboard to take the crew off its guard.

You were in the cargo hold when the SEALs breached it.

Lieutenant Gaston testified that it was because of you

Petty Officer Wilks was left alone with the drugs.

Yes, I went topside with the lieutenant

and that's when your petty officer took the kilo.

Objection.

Witness assumes facts not in evidence, Captain.

Colonel MacKenzie, can you keep your witness on track?

Apparently not.

No further questions.

Officer Tanveer, you...

said it was ironic that your handler

lived near a wild ass preserve-- why?

Because he is one.

I've been in place for the duration, Commander.

That's too long.

And you blame your handler

for keeping you undercover too long.

Relevance, sir.

Uh, may I have some latitude,

Your Honor?

Tie this up in short order, Commander,

or get off the subject.

Yes, sir.

Why do you think your handler left you undercover so long?

It's because, but for me,

the heroin in that ship would be in Amsterdam by now,

being bindled up to sell.

Europeans and Americans and Brits...

We're all financing their war against us.

We're doing it with oil and we're doing it with drugs.

I have no further questions, Your Honor.

Your line of questioning today was curious.

I just let the witness talk about what he wanted to.

(indistinct page)

Chief, you have a minute?

Sir.

You mentioned on the stand

that medical supplies are disappearing.

Yes, sir.

Thanks to my testimony,

my C.O.'s making me inventory

everything this evening.

So what exactly is missing?

Well, so far, swabs, cotton balls,

half a case of small cc syringes.

Thank you, Chief, that'll be all.

Yes, sir.

So, who in their right mind would take drugs

aboard a ship where random urinalysis is SOP?

Only someone not subject to the UCMJ--

Tanveer-- which is why you invited me along

on this fact-finding mission.

Well, you saw him on the stand, Mac.

There's definitely something wrong.

So how do we catch him, Harm?

I doubt he's just going to confess.

(automatic gunfire)

DRILL INSTRUCTOR: All right, there, devil dog, stay on your face!

Crawl through that wire!

(grunting) Oh, okay.

All right, I'm waiting on you.

Too slow, too slow.

Get back, try it again.

Oh, yeah, go... (gunfire)

What is that?

Get low!

I said get low, devil dog!

Want me to do something for you?

You want me to come down there?

Cease fire.

Cease fire. (whistling)

I got you, marine.

Shake it off, come on.

Let's get you to your feet.

BLACK: If Corporal Witherspoon

trained these boys from scratch, he's not doing

much of a job of it, is he, Lieutenant?

You all right there, devil dog?

It's okay.

We'll walk you through it again.

We'll walk you through again.

Let's go.

You see that?

Corporal Witherspoon

knows his marine'' capabilities and limitations.

He's a good marine, Mr. Black.

He belongs with his unit.

(scoffs)

(panting)

(whispering): Come on, come on, come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

Come on, come on.

(panting)

Should have known something was wrong

when I saw the guard gone.

RABB: Probably not thinking

too clearly right at the moment, though,

are you, Simon?

Why?

At first... to protect my cover.

The drug lord didn't know me.

He'd no reason to trust me.

You became a junkie just so you could fit in?

I'd been there too long, Sarah.

I needed results for the service.

Look, I knew if I refused the drugs...

he'd never believe I wasn't a plant.

In the beginning I only used

in front of him.

I'd go back to my place

and try to clear my head after every meeting.

I remember the day I started using it for...

for other reasons.

It was getting too hard to shake it off.

I realized then I needed it.

Petty Officer Wilks is not guilty, is he?

No. No.

I'll tell your hearing officer that I'm the one.

I'll do anything you want.

Just, uh, just let me at one little bit, just a taste.

I'll do whatever you want.

That's not going to happen, Simon.

It's mine! Look, I'm the one who gave it to you in the first place.

Simon, you need help.

Isn't that the bloody point?!

I'll get the ship's doctor.

(grunting)

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Don't do this.

Please, please,

don't do this.

Grab the gear, let's go.

Get on the bus.

ROBERTS: Well, you've run the clock out on me, Mr. Black.

What's it going to be?

Is Corporal Witherspoon going to be able to lead his men

without the threat of a lawsuit hanging over him?

Well, a trip to the Gulf,

that would give a publicist

a lot to play with, wouldn't it?

But then again...

Mr. Black, what if the corporal

shot his first video in Saddam's palace?

Saddam's palace?

You can do that?

Absolutely.

After Corporal Witherspoon is discharged

from active duty, he's all yours-- deal?

It's a deal.

You know, you're really good, Lieutenant.

You ever get tired of the navy,

you come work for me.

Six figures and sunshine all year round.

Really?

You betcha.

I already have a job, Mr. Black.

I came out here to defend a man

who was ready to walk away from a lot of money

to serve his country.

I'd be a hypocrite

if I wasn't willing to do the same thing.

Okay.

(chuckles)

WITHERSPOON: Sir.

Well, Corporal, you're off the hook.

He's agreed not to file suit.

Oh, that's great, sir.

I can't thank you enough.

Well, maybe you'll give me tickets

to one of your concerts someday.

Not a problem, sir.

Godspeed, Corporal.

Thank you, sir.

♪ From the halls of Montezuma ♪

♪ To the shores of Tripoli ♪

♪ We fight our country's battles ♪

♪ In the air, on land, and sea... ♪

ALL: ♪ First to fight for right and freedom ♪

♪ And to keep our honor clean ♪

♪ We are proud to claim the title ♪

♪ Of United States Marines. ♪

Well, I just, um...

I cut through the plastic, and I, um...

sealed it back up with a cigarette lighter.

I made sure you found the marijuana arrest

in Petty Officer Wilks' file.

By putting the kilo in the vent

I stood a good chance that some of the heroin

would get onto his clothes.

Well, now I know how you did it.

You want to tell me why?

I let myself believe that my, um...

addiction was part of the job,

something I was doing for my country.

Yeah, that's too easy, Simon.

You're not the only one who ever went undercover.

I'm weak, okay?

Look... look, I just, uh...

It was a way to forget what was happening to me.

You could have been honest with me.

I was ashamed.

No, I don't think that's why.

Sarah, maybe I just didn't want to quit, hmm?

Maybe I just liked it that much.

But, uh...

Look, I'm better now.

I'll never go to that extreme again.

Never say never.

You're only ever as good as your last sober day.

I still have so many questions for you.

I know that, Sarah, but I can't help you.

I don't have the answers you're after.

Webb told me in Paraguay

that emotions are a liability to an agent.

That shouldn't be a problem for him.

His reputation is that he hasn't any.

What if he were starting to let someone in?

Starting to...

Starting to fall in love?

Then he's let his armor down

and it's time for him to come home.

Good-bye, Sarah.

Good-bye, Simon.

You'll be happy to know, Commander,

that I've informed my organization.

I'll be standing my own disciplinary hearing

on my return to London.

Good luck.

MAN (over speaker): ...by 0600 hours every day.

All personnel are reminded to...

(sighs)

You get the insight you were hoping for?

More than I wanted to know.

Well, Mac, you know,

it isn't easy, I mean, even when things

are normal, relationships are...

Harm, I've seen you through

how many women?

You've watched me fall in love,

fall out of love, get confused, get angry...

What is normal?

I don't think there's any such thing.

You know, we've been dancing around this for a year now.

Are you in love with Webb?

I might be.

So you're doing what you always do.

Not committing, leaving your options open.

Are you trying to throw me into his arms, Harm?

Is that really what you want?

If you love him, it wouldn't really matter what I want.