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Previously on Army Wives...

Why don't you take a break?
I can cover for a half-hour.

After these calls.

Jackie, you're exhausted.

I have a soldier over there,

- in Africa.
- Well, what's his name?

Her name is Nicole.

She's a captain in Intelligence.

Things are heating up in Sector six.

A tribal militia is reportedly
heading toward the medical clinic.

But your mission is to
immediately extract the medical team.

They've blocked
the road with three pickups.

Their leader says
they want Dr. Schulman.

I know the tribe. I can talk to them.

So what do we know about
this negotiator they're sending?

She's a captain in Intelligence.

She?

Oh, yeah. Good luck with that.

- What is it?
- Candy from Korea.

We're packing school supplies, Min-Ji,
not candy.

Wait! Don't go.

You two suck, you know that?

Hey, we're not the ones
who brought candy.

No, you just brought
your big, fat mouths.

Min-Ji, it's Roxy.

Oh, my God.

Did she ever mention
she was having suicidal thoughts?

Ma'am?

Did the deceased ever
talk about suicide with you?

No. I didn't really know her that well.

Okay.

If you think of anything to add,
give us a call.

You can go, ma'am.

We appreciate your cooperation.

Roxy.

I'm so sorry.

I knew she was upset
when she left the FRG meeting,

and I came here as soon as
we finished packing the boxes.

I know.

I couldn't open the garage.
It was too late.

Hey, you did everything you could.

I can't believe this happened.

Nice and easy, Cruz.

Our negotiator will be here any minute.

Walk in the park, right?

Roger that, Sergeant.

Bravo one-six, this is Dagger two. Over.

Bravo one-six, this is Dagger two. Over.

Dagger two, this is Bravo one-six.
What's your ETA?

I'm less than a click out.
I need a SITREP.

Are they still demanding
Dr. Schulman?

Affirmative.

Do they want him to treat a patient?

Negative.

He says they want to kill him.
I'm going to let him explain.

You're talking to Captain Galassini.

This is Dr. Schulman.

What's the story, Doctor?

Well, last week I treated a girl
at an Abaranda village

who had an advanced case of malaria,

and there was nothing that
I could do to help her.

She probably died later that night.

So why blame you?
That doesn't sound right.

Well, the week before

I treated some Emolo children
who had measles,

and I was able to help them.

I see, so the Abarandas think
you favor the Emolos.

That's the best I can figure, yeah.

These two tribes have a long history.

Give me back to the officer in charge.

This is one-six.

We're pulling up now, one-six.

Let your men know I'm friendly.
Dagger two out.

Listen up! That's our convoy.

Watch your sector,
but wait for my order.

What the hell, sir?

No idea.

Inside, Lieutenant.

Dr. Schulman, I'm Captain Galassini.

Nice to meet you, Captain.

What the hell just happened out there?

My question exactly, ma'am.

The Abaranda are a matriarchal tribe.

They revere women.
Hurting one is a huge disgrace.

I was pretty sure they'd let me through.

Impressive.

So here's the deal. I explained to them
that what happened to the girl

was not intentional,
that you respect the Abaranda,

so they're not going to kill you.

Oh.

Well, that's a relief.

But you need to make amends
by eating your sin.

I should have gone there right away.

Roxy, it's not your fault.

I got it.

You did everything right, Roxy.

You kept your head and
you got the paramedics there.

Just not in time.

How's she doing?

- Hey, Rox.
- Hey.

Jackie.

- So...
- Please don't ask me how I feel.

We've been trying to tell her
that it's not her fault.

Is that what you think, Rox?

Yeah.

I just can't get it out of my head that

if I'd been there to
stop those girls from hassling her,

or if I'd gotten there
just 10 minutes earlier...

From what Denise tells me,
Min-Ji's problems went a lot deeper

than being hassled at an FRG function.

Listen to me, Rox.

Most suicides have
a history of emotional problems.

It sounds to me
like Min-Ji was deeply depressed.

She was isolated, getting divorced.
Her husband was deployed.

And he didn't want her visiting him
in Germany after he was wounded.

She was on a downward spiral.

So we should have
done something about it.

I should have done something.

You tried.

Not hard enough, obviously.

For people to be helped,

they have to want help.

When I went to see her, she was so sad,

so lonely.

You're grieving, Roxy.

We all are.

The whole post is in shock.

And it's natural to feel responsible.

But hard as it is to hear,

whatever the trigger was
for Min-Ji today,

there likely would have been
another one tomorrow,

or next week, or next month.

But you don't know that.

No.

And we just have to live with it.

Yeah.

A moment, sir?

Yeah, Joan.

It's about Min-Ji Webster.

I just got off the phone
with her husband in Landstuhl.

- How's he doing?
- Have a seat.

He's still in shock.

He was only notified an hour ago.

I can't even imagine
what he's feeling right now.

What's up?

I was wondering if I could post
an official notification of death?

Yeah. According to
the Provost Marshall, you can say,

"Apparent carbon monoxide poisoning,
no foul play suspected at this time."

Thank you, sir.

I was thinking of putting together some
sort of official statement on my website.

A lot of people have been
really shaken up by this,

don't quite know where to turn.

I think that's a great idea.

Shall we work on it together?

Show him it's gone.

We're good to go, Lieutenant.

Roger that. Ski, let's get out of here.

All right! Load the civilians!
We're leaving!

We're up, sir.
Ready to move on your order.

Ski, I want you riding with the captain,
monitoring the intel net.

Yes, sir.

We have vehicles ready.

If you guys can't figure out a way
to share the music room,

then I'll have to come up
with my own solution,

and none of you want that.

So go, talk it out.

Everything okay?

Just another day of teenage drama.

- You heard about the suicide?
- Yeah.

The kids?

Only a couple of them
have asked me about it.

Really?

Well, the woman didn't have children,
so I think that's a big factor.

None of my kids knew her.

Okay. Well, I'm around
if any of them want to talk.

- I appreciate that.
- Yeah.

Roland?

Mmm?

You hear anything about
what's going on over there?

Nothing new. Why?

No reason.

Just worried.

Roger that. Dagger six out.

Sir, we're getting reports
of aggressive movement in Sector six,

armed elements trying
to seize key roadways.

Where is that convoy now?

About halfway home, sir.

They just passed Checkpoint 2.

Don't stop. Drive right through it.

All Bravo elements, this is one-six.
Drive through the roadblock.

I say again,
drive through the roadblock!

Return fire! Return fire!

All Bravo elements,
I need a SITREP. Over.

One-two is up.

One-three is up.

Dagger two Alpha is up.

One-five, I need that SITREP.

One-five, report in. What's going on?

One-five, do you copy?

One-six, we have one wounded.
Assessing the situation now.

- Who is it?
- It's Dagger two. Captain Galassini.

Right over here.

She's lost a lot of blood.
Pulse is thready.

What happened?

Caught a bullet ricochet.
One entry wound, left thigh, no exit.

All right. I need two units,
O negative, stat.

What is your first name, Captain?

Captain, can you hear me?
What is your first name?

- Nicole.
- Okay, Nicole.

What I want you to do is
count backwards from 20 for me.

Can you do that?

Twenty,

eighteen...

Okay. You can stop now.

Prep her for sedation.
Let's not waste any time.

Can one of you get that, please?

I got it.

Oh, hi.

Hello.

- I'm Gloria.
- I'm T.J.

- Who is it?
- It's Miss...

- Gloria's fine.
- It's Miss Gloria.

So let her in, for crying out loud.

Turn off the TV, Finn.

Uh, would you like to come in?

Thank you.

- Hey.
- Hi.

So you met T.J.,
and this is my other one, Finn.

- Hello.
- Hi.

I didn't mean to interrupt dinner.

It's nothing. It's spaghetti and meatballs.

Do you want to join us? We have plenty.

She's right.
Mom always makes way too much.

Thank you so much, T.J.

No, that's okay.

Boys, why don't you wash up?
It'll be ready in a minute.

Do they know about...

No, and I'm not telling them,
if I can avoid it.

They don't need to know.

So what's going on?

Nothing.

Just wanted to see how you're doing.

I'm okay, I guess.

What about you?

I'd like to punch out Rita and Maryann
for teasing Min-Ji like that.

Yeah, me, too.

My friend Roland, he's a psychiatrist.

He said there had to have been
a lot more going on with Min-Ji.

Still, I should have done something.
I shouldn't have let her leave.

Gloria, it's not your fault.

If anyone should have done something,
it's me.

I know exactly how you feel,
but it's not going to change anything.

I miss Hector so bad.

Hey, why don't you stay for dinner?

T.J.'s right.
I always overdo it with the spaghetti,

and I'd really love your company. Okay?

Hey. How you doing, Captain?

Good, sir.

So you're going to Germany.

Unnecessary, sir.

I don't have to be mobile to do my job.

The doc says you need a CT scan
to make sure they got all the fragments.

It can wait.

I want to finish the mission.

I know you do.

You prevented an international
incident today, Captain,

likely saved a number of lives.

In my book, you get to rest easy.

That was a hell of a job out there.

- Thank you, sir.
- And don't worry.

If we're still here when you get
cleared for return to duty,

then I'll make damn sure
you're on the first flight back. Hooah?

I'm holding you to that, sir.

You can count on it.

Hey, Dr. B.

You and David joining us
for movie night tonight?

What's up?

No one's contacted you?

No.

Why?

Oh, my God.

What happened?

Nicole was wounded.

How?

She was in a convoy
that got ambushed.

She was hit in the leg.

They transferred her to Germany.

But she's okay?

I don't have any more information.

Charlie, I'm sorry. I thought you'd know.

I'm not Nicole's emergency contact.

Her mother is.

The Army must have
notified her by now.

That woman would never call me.

She doesn't know about you?

She chooses not to.

Nicole hasn't pushed it, even with
the end of "Don't Ask, Don't Tell."

It's a long story.

- I've got to call her. I...
- Ah.

Here's the number at Landstuhl.

Thank you.

Yeah.

How'd you find out about this anyway?

From Joan.

She mentioned there was a female
intelligence officer that was wounded.

So, she knows.

She's cool with it.

Good luck.

I'm around.

Thank you.

- Hey.
- Hey, what's going on?

I, uh...

I just got off the phone
with Min-Ji's family.

Yeah.

The funeral's going to be in Korea.

And her brother asked
if someone could pick out a dress

for her to be buried in.

Would that be me?

I'll do it, Roxy.

No, I was her FRG leader.
It's my responsibility.

Why don't we all go?

Yeah.

This is so strange.

I was just here two days ago.

Let's go pick a dress.

This way.

What about this one?

Um... A little festive, maybe. Jackie?

I think you're right.

This is harder than I thought.

Well, what about this one?

I like it.

It's very elegant.

Okay, done.

I just don't get it.
I mean, I know she was lonely,

but she had her whole life ahead of her.

It's just such a waste.

Yes, it is.

We should go.

Min-Ji was one of us. This was her FRG,

so I told Jackie that
Bravo Company would take the lead

in planning her memorial service.

Does anyone know if Min-Ji
belonged to a particular church?

Well, I guess none of us
knew her that well.

I'll talk to Chaplain Maris
about arranging a general service.

Maryann.

Is there something that
you'd like to share with everyone?

Not really.

Really?

Because obviously you have
something on your mind,

so why don't you tell us all what it is?

Look, I feel bad, okay?
Don't get me wrong.

But I just don't think
we should be going overboard.

I'm sorry. Overboard?

Min-Ji did this to herself. I don't know
why we should be honoring her exactly.

I can't believe that you'd say that.
What is wrong with you?

Min-Ji was part of this group.

Not really.

Maybe that's because certain people
wouldn't let her be part of it.

Hey, don't blame us.

Shame on you.

How dare you sit there and judge?

Do you know what it takes

to marry a soldier
and leave your country behind,

your family?

Do you have any idea
what it feels like to be different?

I do.

I know how cruel people can be.

I still hear the jokes,

the whispers.

I know the difference
just one friend can make.

Were we too busy,

too special to reach out to Min-Ji?

We should all feel ashamed.

She needed help,

and we weren't there for her.

Tomorrow I could be
the one who needs help.

Or maybe it will be you.

Well, we got three more Americans
to evacuate.

Thought we were done, sir.

Yeah, so did I.

But we got the intel
from another evacuee.

Turns out they entered
through Rwanda last year

without going through official channels.

But be that as it may, they're here.
We're going to go get them.

I'll brief you en route. Hooah?

Roger that.

First squad, second squad, mount up.

God bless America, man.

- Who's in charge?
- I am.

Matthew Pennings.

- Colonel Frank Sherwood.
- We really appreciate this.

Okay. All right. Let's load up.

We have reports of hostile activity
in the area.

Lieutenant LeBlanc.

- You guys got your passports?
- Yeah.

Good. All right.
Two of you in the second vehicle,

one of you in the third. Let's go.

Okay, kids, we're going.

Come on, come on, come on.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold on.

We are authorized to evacuate
American citizens, not children.

What?

We talked about
this being a possibility, Rachel.

I don't care.

These kids are orphans.
We can't just leave them.

Okay, they come from all over.

Whatever tribe gets here first
is going to kill them

or turn them into soldiers.
Is that what you want?

This isn't about what I want, ma'am.

Our mission is to get you out of here,

not play politics.

Politics?

We're talking about innocent children.

Look, this convoy is leaving.

So, ma'am, please get in the vehicle.

Rachel, we can come back
when this is over.

Come on. Don't be ridiculous.

You're in charge, Jacob.

We'll be back as soon as we can.

Rachel.

Ma'am. Get in the vehicle.

No.

I'm not leaving without them.

She refuses to leave?

Affirmative.
Can we compel her to evacuate? Over.

Negative. We don't have the authority.

If she don't want to go,
we can't make her.

Dagger six, are you in contact?

Negative, negative.

It's AK-47 s,
a couple of clicks away, maybe.

Get moving, Dagger six.

Roger that.
And what about the non-combatants?

- What about them?
- I believe our directives

allow us to intervene
if civilians are being harmed.

Are civilians being harmed?

Not at this time,

but we are advised that these children

will be subject to atrocities
unless evacuated.

That is outside the mandate.

Are there any children wounded
or require medical attention?

Not from what I can see.

Acknowledged, Dagger six.

Return to base without further delay.

Liberty six out.

Ma'am,

I cannot compel you to leave

and I am not authorized to
evacuate Naruban nationals.

They're children.

How are they supposed
to defend themselves?

I am asking you for the final time.

Please, get in the vehicle.

No.

Someone has to bear witness.

Your call.

Let's go!

Rachel!

This is messed up.

Get in the vehicle, Cruz.

Hey.

Do you ever get some rest?

Just trying to get organized.

Word is, we're pulling out soon.

So why'd you enlist, Gabriel?

The usual,

college benefits, transportable skill,

serve my country.

You?

Pay off my med school loans.

Oh.

Hey, I'm not that cold.

I wanted to be a pediatrician.

Really?

My older brother died of leukemia
when I was 12.

I always wanted
to do something for him.

Doesn't pay the bills, though.

When I was doing my residency,

I realized that I was going to
be in debt into my 40s

if I didn't do something.

The Army offered me a good deal.

I give them 10 years,
they pay off the loans.

Only catch was,

they needed E.R. Physicians
at the time, not pediatricians.

Well, you can always make the switch
when your contract's up.

Yeah.

That's six years from now.

If it's your dream...

Let me help you with that.

Got to head back.

No, no, no, no. I'm sorry.

- It's okay.
- No, it's not.

Look, it's not okay.

I'm an officer. You're enlisted.

This can never happen, Gabriel.

I'm sorry.

Mission accomplished.
All evacuees are homeward bound.

Outstanding, sir.

Let it go, Frank.
It was her decision to stay.

Yeah, with the children.

Our directives were clear.
You couldn't have done more.

Roger that, sir.

The Army doesn't pay you
to daydream, Cruz.

Sorry, sir.

You squared away?

Yes, sir. No excuses, sir.

Speak freely, Cruz.

I'm just thinking about those kids, sir.

We could have taken them.
We had room.

That wasn't the mission.

Maybe it should have been.

That is way above
your pay grade, Cruz.

The Army gives us the mission.
Our job is to execute.

Understood?

Yes, sir.

We take one convoy of kids,

where does it stop?

Follow me?

Yes, sir.

Good.

"For I was hungry,
and you gave me something to eat.

"I was thirsty,
and you gave me something to drink.

"I was a stranger,
and you invited me in."

This is the duty of care

we are obligated to show others
with whom we cross paths.

Not merely to our families or friends,

but to all whom we encounter.

For as it is written in Matthew,

"Truly, I tell you,

"whatever you did for one of the least
of these brothers and sisters of mine,

"you did for me."

Today,

in the shadow
of Min-Ji Webster's untimely passing,

let us all reflect upon
the darker recesses of our own souls

and remember how much
we depend on each other

to bring light into our lives.

May we honor Min-Ji's memory

by being beacons of hope

to the despairing
and discouraged among us.

I now call on Roxy LeBlanc
to come forward

and say a few words.

I didn't know Min-Ji very well.

None of us really did.

But what I've learned about her since

is that she had a really big heart.

She came here
from another country because

she fell in love with a soldier.

She became an FRG leader
to honor him

and to play her part as an Army wife.

She was even studying to
become an American citizen.

She put her heart into all of this,

and when things came crashing down,

I believe her heart just broke.

I'm so sorry, Min-Ji.

We didn't know.

We should have.

But we didn't.

I guess the best way
that we can honor her now

is to be there for each other
whenever we fall.

Good-bye.

"Toad eagerly scrambled into the seat
vacated by the driver,

"took the steering wheel in his hands,

"listened with affected humility
to the instructions given him,

"and set the car in motion."

Oh!

Hold on for a sec, baby girl.

Hello.

Hey, Roland. Got a minute?

Charlie. What's up?

Nicole's fine.

In fact, she's coming home tonight.

That's great.

I know.

I talked to her, and the Army's
flying in the walking wounded

so they can return with the brigade.

I'm so happy for you.

Thank you.

So what's wrong?

I'm just wondering if I should be there
when she gets off the bus.

Right. You've never done that before.

We've never done
anything like that before.

Nicole hasn't wanted it.

Not where the Army's concerned.

Do you want to go?

More than anything in the world.

Well, I think you've got your answer.

Hmm.

This won't be like
the usual homecoming.

Normally, we have a big blowout
with music and food and banners

and all that stuff.

But we couldn't do that
on such short notice.

Hey, as long as they're coming home,
I'm happy.

Thanks for giving me a ride
to the pickup spot.

No problem.

Actually, it's assembly point,

not (IMITATING GLORIA) "pickup spot."

Whatever.

- Makes Hector go wild.
- Really?

Can I smell it?

Do you mind?

Go for it.

Frank!

Hey, baby.

Welcome home.

Thank you. It's good to be home.

Hey, gorgeous.

You're all right?

I'm great.

Hector!

Hector! Hector!

Gloria! Over here!

Hector.

Don't you ever leave me like that again.
You hear me?

Okay. Come here.

- There he is.
- Dad!

Hey, guys.

Hey, baby.

I know it's only been a week,
but it feels like forever.

You smell good.

Yeah?

Tanya.

- Hey!
- Hey.

- Welcome home.
- Thank you.

Would you care to join us
for a home-cooked meal?

Oh, thanks. But I'm exhausted.

Well, hell, so am I.
But you got to eat something, right?

Rain check?

- All right.
- Of course.

Kevin.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I'm so glad you're home.

Everything okay?

- Everything's great.
- Good.

Let's go welcome home the wounded.

- Welcome home, Captain.
- Thank you, sir.

Good to see you again, Captain.

- We couldn't have done it without you.
- Thank you, sir.

This is my wife Jackie.

- Nice to meet you.
- Same, ma'am.

Sorry we wrapped things up before
we could get you back there, Captain.

I'll get over it, sir.

This is my wife Denise.

- Welcome home.
- Ma'am.

Glad to have you back, Captain.

Thank you, ma'am. It's good to be back.

Don't be mad.

Come here.

Congratulations on a job well done.

Thank you, Michael.

- Now go get some well-deserved rest.
- Roger that, sir.

A successful mission.

Yes, sir.

Something on your mind, Joan?

I was just thinking, sir.

We sent a combat brigade
halfway around the world

on a dangerous mission

and the only fatality we suffered

was an Army wife here at home.

Yeah.