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Hey, hey, hey.

Calm down, calm down.

Look at me, look at me, look at me.

Look at me.

I'm not him, okay? All right?

He's over there.

- Is he dead?
- He's unconscious.

He banged his head on the floor
when I disarmed him.

Oh, my God, he cut me.

It's not your blood.

Colonel, maybe you should pass
on the captain's mast.

Sorry I'm late, sir.
I got caught on a call.

Remain standing, commander.

This won't take long.

Attention to orders.

"During a combat mission
over the former Yugoslavia,

Lieutenant Commander
Harmon Rabb Jr. Was flying escort

for an F-14 photo aircraft

when it was badly damaged
by hostile antiaircraft fire.

To prevent his comrades
from being captured or killed,

Commander Rabb, unhesitatingly
and with consummate skill,

used his windscreen
to push the aircraft

by use of its lowered tail hook,
12 miles to the sea,

where both pilot
and RIO were rescued.

Commander Rabb's gallantry
was in the finest tradition

of the Naval services
and reflects great credit upon himself,

Naval Aviation
and the United States Navy.

He is hereby awarded
the Distinguished Flying Cross,

second award."

- Congratulations, commander.
- Thank you, sir.

At ease.

Now, since you're not married
and your mother's not present--

I'm damn sure unwilling.

--I'll ask the colonel
to do the honours.

Gently, Marine.

Sir, I'm flattered.

I'm also a little confused.

I believe I requested
no ceremony be conducted.

Yeah, I know. I ignored it.

Take a seat. I was just about
to discuss your next case.

Last month,
Marine Private William Clauson...

...allegedly assaulted a young woman
outside a Norfolk nightspot.

Dragged her at knifepoint
into a construction site.

- Attempted to rape her.
- I'm familiar with the case, sir.

City councilman's daughter.
Another Marine saved her, correct?

Corporal Keely Woods, sir.

You and the lieutenant will prosecute
in Private Clauson's court-martial.

Yes, sir.

Now, for obvious reasons,
the press has taken an acute interest.

Build your case carefully.
Tighten every bolt.

Understood, sir.

Commander Mattoni,
you have the thankless job

of defending
the most unpopular Marine in Norfolk.

I accept the challenge, sir.

Colonel, you'll take on the defence
of Petty Officer Richard Brindisi.

He was arrested in Norfolk by the U.S.
Customs Canine Enforcement team

as he disembarked
the destroyer USS Grace Hopper.

Charge is possession of marijuana.

Petty officer's maintaining
his innocence.

Article 32 hearing
has been convened.

Sir, might I request the prosecution
on this one?

What, you see an easy score here,
commander?

Not at all, sir.

Just an opportunity to lock horns
with a worthy adversary.

Brumby, you give new meaning
to the word "enthusiasm."

- Can I take that as a compliment, sir?
- Please do.

Admiral, sir.

Sir, about the medal,
I'd like to make it clear.

I do appreciate the honour.

I was just trying to avoid
any references to my carrier activities

as a way of showing
my renewed commitment to JAG, sir.

I'm happy. In fact, sir, I'm ecstatic.

I'll be rubbing shoulders once again

in what I consider
to be the top JAG outfit in the military.

Clear to me. Anyone confused
by the commander's feelings?

That will be all.

I'm overcompensating.

Yes, you are.

I just can't help feeling
everybody's in the boat

and I'm being towed behind
in the dinghy.

Could it be because you're the only
one using nautical metaphors?

There's gonna be a period
of adjustment for all of us.

My suggestion is don't push it.
You know, let it happen.

We'll get the rhythm back.

Well, Brumby certainly dances
to your beat.

By that you mean...?

He's still on your scent.

We're friends.

No man is interested in being friends
with a woman who looks like you.

Well, except for me, of course.

Because, you know,
I'm like a brother.

But anyway, to the point,
you encourage him.

- How?
- How?

He says he wants to lock horns
with you, you smile.

Well, what should I have done?
Ordered him to drop and give me 50?

You like him.

Look, you haven't been here
in six months.

So the fine points of my relationship
with anyone are lost on you.

And, you know,
when it comes to my relationships,

you are not necessarily
on a need-to-know basis.

Yes, ma'am.

Colonel, the corporal's testimony
is essential to our case.

I understand, commander.

But the corporal
is reserved by nature,

and the rescue of that girl
has made him a media celebrity.

He's uncomfortable
with the limelight.

You'll need to tread lightly,
keep the press at bay.

I understand that, sir.

The problem we're facing is,
with time constraint--

Look, I like this kid. He's got grit.

He was back to duty
the day his stitches were removed.

His CO tells me he's developed faster
than any Marine in his command.

Colonel Hegstetter, when you said he
feels uncomfortable with the limelight--

He had to be talked into accepting
his Navy-Marine Corps medal.

Something that big.
Can you imagine?

Here's a guy who would rather wrestle
with a knife-wielding rapist

than attend an award ceremony.

Sir, how are we to proceed
if we encounter similar resistance?

Make no mistake.

I want Private Clauson's ass
on toast.

Cut the corporal a mile of slack.

Work your magic.

Aye, aye, sir.

Georgetown's got the ball.

St. John's up by three.

Iverson's at the key.
Baby's at the key.

No, no, no. He pulls up.

And it's good.

It's good.

Final seconds.

Taking it out to Iverson.

He got it.

Traffic in the middle, baby.

Allen Iverson
doesn't use a hook shot.

He does now, sir.

It's a lost art.

Of course, there are those times when
the lane's plugged, you can't get set.

It's all you have.

- You play, sir?
- A little.

You wanna play one-on-one, sir?

Not today, corporal. Today, we talk.

I'm Lieutenant Commander Rabb.
This is Lieutenant Roberts.

With Judge Advocate
General's Corps.

- You want me to testify, right, sir?
- We do.

Why, sir?
The girl can tell you everything.

Well, we need an eyewitness.
Otherwise, it's just word against word.

You're the legs of our case,
corporal.

I can't handle this, sir.

I'll freeze up there.

Well, we could coach you
on what to say, how to say it.

What about...?

I can't think of-- You know.

When the testimony's written down?

Affidavits aren't allowed.
You have to appear.

I understand it's a challenge, corporal,
but look at it this way.

If you fail to testify,
Private Clauson could be acquitted.

How would you feel then?

I have to be at the motor pool
in 11 minutes.

You should know, corporal,
we can order you to appear

if necessary.

Not that we expect that to happen.

No, sir.

You expect me
to get onboard, right, sir?

Just think about it, all right?

Aye, sir.

When are you off duty, corporal?

In two hours, sir.

Yeah, we'll come
by the barracks then, all right?

Aye, sir.

That was quite the shot, sir.

Surprised the hell out of me too.

The defence moves
to dismiss all charges, sir.

On what grounds, colonel?

There is no evidence.

The U.S. Customs lab lost it?

And no field test was performed.

Sir, the government
can produce Gary Sharps,

the customs enforcement officer
who took possession of the marijuana.

It's not marijuana
if you can't prove it.

Refer to it as "substance"
for the time being.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Sharps was alerted
by the U.S. Customs' detector dog.

And then a search
of the petty officer's gear

uncovered the substance,

which Mr. Sharps inspected
and concluded to be marijuana.

The customs officer's testimony
is unverifiable.

It's not only unfair to my client,
but to the entire notion of due process.

Mr. Sharps has been seizing
illegal shipments of drugs

for more than 18 years.

He knows marijuana
when he sees it.

We're gonna need more
than his opinion, commander.

Well, he qualities
as an expert witness, sir.

According to the captain
of the Grace Hopper,

Petty Officer Brindisi has been
under suspicion for some time.

- Which proves nothing.
- Colonel.

You'll get your chance
to cross-examine.

But, sir--

I'm not gonna let you out
the back door.

"Villalobos, Maclntire.

Saldudi, Moore.

Mare, Woods."

There it is, sir.

Marine.

Sir?

At ease.

This is Corporal Woods' bunk, yes?

- Yes, sir.
- You know where he is?

No, sir. I think he left for the PX
about an hour ago.

With all his gear.

Corporal Woods
had no special liberty. He's UA.

Can you tell me why?

You're not assuming
we had something to do with it.

He was here.
You talked to him, he's gone.

Sir, we just gave it to him straight.

No pressure of any kind?

We told him to think about it, sir.

Now, sir, I also thought
he had a right to know

we could order him to appear
if necessary.

-That might have done it.
- Sir--

And if so,
the fault lies with the corporal.

Duty is an obligation, not an option.

He knows that.

On the other hand, this is a lousy way
to get his record dinged.

I'll hold off reporting the incident.

Would you like a second crack
at your witness?

Very much, sir.

He's from New Brunswick,
New Jersey.

They usually go home.

When you find him, you tell him this.

I offer forgiveness only.

If he wants back, he'll have to prove
he's the Marine we believe him to be.

Aye, aye, sir.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I was around the corner at a pub,
beat a bloke at darts.

So I spent my winnings
on a couple of caesar salads.

I was actually in the middle
of making dinner.

But I haven't opened the can yet,
so come in.

Thanks.

First time I've gotten past the door.
Must be living right.

I can't just take your salad
and throw you out.

But don't get too comfortable.
I'm working.

Well, actually, so am I.

You see, I was thinking,
if you're inclined to ask for a deal

for Petty Officer Brindisi--

Let's say a bad conduct discharge
with no confinement

or forfeiture of pay.

--I might be in a position to--

Weasel your way out
of a weak case?

Oh, you're in evidentiary hell,
commander.

It's not in the best interest of my client
to give you a leg up.

Mac, your client has a history
of suspicious behaviour.

Besides, I have two parties

that identified the substance
as marijuana.

- Two?
- Yeah.

The customs officer and the dog.

You're right.
I need to meet this animal.

- Now, wait a minute--
- No.

My client has been falsely accused,

and it was this dog
who sniffed him out.

So set it up for tomorrow.

- This is something that I would do.
- Yeah, of course it is.

Blimey, I like our courtroom battles.

- You keep me sharp, Mac.
- I don't know.

Bad strategy.

See, you're acknowledging
my power.

Or making you overconfident.

Truth is, I admire the way you work.

Your tenacity and persistence.

That's what gives you your edge.

Yeah, all right.

In the interest of fairness,

I'll tell you what I like
about the way you work.

You are able to distinguish
between what you are

and what you do.

You're a snake in the courtroom,
but nowhere else.

And when you lose,

you just shrug it off
and you bounce back.

You know,
you're also pretty creative.

That, I would dispute.

- But I have ways of compensating.
- Yeah, like what?

My timing's pretty good.

I'll agree.

I enjoy the element of surprise.

Always works.

Mickey.

My first name. Is that a good sign?

I'm not ready for this.

I'm sorry.

That's all right.

Is it?

But the salad's awfully good.

How did you spell it again?

K-E-E-L-Y, W-O-O-D-S.

- What kind of a name is Keely?
- I don't know, ma'am.

We're just looking
for his home address.

Thought we had the right one, the
people there didn't know who he was.

- When was he a student here?
- Class of '93.

- I don't see it.
- '92? '94?

No '92.

No '94.

There's no record of a Keely Woods
ever attending Edison.

Maybe he changed his name.

His records indicate
he was a varsity basketball player.

Do you have team photos
anywhere?

On the wall.

I don't think Corporal Woods ever
played basketball at this school, Bud.

How did we get ourselves
talked into this?

You may not wanna deal
with it right now, sir,

but even if we do track him down,
won't he have a credibility problem?

Yeah, could be a records mistake.

It only happens
a thousand times a year.

So where do we look now?

Well, he knew a lot
about the Georgetown basketball team

of three years ago.

That's pretty specific.

Think he's from D.C., sir?

When we get back,
I'm gonna check the college

and semipro rosters.

You take that photo of him
around the city's top playgrounds.

- See if you can get an ID, huh?
- Aye, aye, sir.

Might help to get into a game too.

I only play basketball
on the computer, sir.

I wouldn't mention that, Bud.

Three hundred and six
narcotics seizures.

That considered good?

Those are hall-of-fame stats,
ma'am.

We're talking a street value
of over 18 million.

- How long has Jingo been in service?
- Since 1987.

- Well, he's getting up there, isn't he?
- No, not really.

We're still using dogs
that are two, three years older.

- Would you walk him around for me?
- Yeah, sure.

Up, boy.

Good boy.

All right, let's check you out.

He doesn't do that
with everyone, ma'am.

Why are his eyes cloudy?

- Cataracts.
- That can't be good.

It's not his eyes
that make him useful.

He can still sniff a rose petal
in a pile of dung.

Thanks for the image.

- I appreciate you bringing him by.
- You're welcome, ma'am.

- Cheers, mate.
- Sure.

Let's go, boy.

Heel.

P-yew. What does he feed him?

I had to ride up
in the elevator with him.

I thought I was gonna pass out.

- He's an old dog.
- Yeah, so am I.

But I still do a few tricks.

So I've noticed.

Am I correct in assuming
that we're all right?

- I mean, after last night.
- Oh, we're fine.

Because I'll kick myself if it had
an effect on our working relationship.

- It will if you don't drop it.
- Yes, ma'am.

Hey, Popeye,
give us a ride in your boat.

I left it back in the bathtub.

Then why are you looking
for it here?

Actually, I'm looking for a person.

- That's what I heard.
- Yeah.

So where's this picture
you've been showing around?

Hang on.

- Do you know this man?
- Where'd you get this?

Do you know him?

You think he's around here?

Look, I'm asking the questions here.

- What's your name?
- Toops.

- That's it?
- For your ears.

Well, Toops, I'm a Navy lawyer.

Corporal Woods is an important
witness in a case that we're trying.

- Who's that?
- You're looking at him.

This is Fly.

Lamar Dunwoody.

Dunwoody?

Are you sure?

Of course I'm sure.
This fool killed my brother.

Mr. Sharps, why did you search
Petty Officer Brindisi's gear bag?

Jingo scratched at it.

- And Jingo is?
- My detector dog.

Your Honour, government Exhibit D:
Jingo's long and distinguished record.

Was there any hesitation or confusion
in the way Jingo approached the bag?

Oh, no, he went right for it.

And when you searched it,
what did you find?

Plastic bag containing marijuana.

Objection. Yet to be proven.

That's what we're trying to do,
Your Honour.

I'll allow it from this witness.
His expertise has been established.

How did you determine
it was marijuana?

I smelled and tasted it.

- It was top-grade.
- What made it top-grade, may I ask?

The fragrance
and oiliness of the leaves

indicates a high level of THC.

That's Delta 9 tetrahydrocannabinol.

The intoxicating agent.

- Could you determine the variety?
- Green gold.

It's prevalent all over the Caribbean.

And where had Petty Officer Brindisi's
ship just been?

The Roosevelt Rhodes Naval Station
in Puerto Rico.

Thank you.

Your witness.

Mr. Sharps, aren't customs officers
required to conduct field tests

of all suspicious substances?

My new kit hadn't arrived yet
and my old one was spent.

When that happens,
we use our noses and tongues

to move the process
onto the next phase.

- But what if there is no next phase?
- Oh, I meant that l--

- That you tend to assume guilt.
- Oh, no, ma'am.

- Did you smoke the evidence?
- Of course not.

Excluding chemical analysis,
wouldn't that be the only way

of determining authenticity?

- No, this was marijuana.
- So you say.

- I object, Your Honour.
- Withdrawn.

- That will be all.
- Redirect, Your Honour.

Mr. Sharps, are customs officers
allowed to make determinations

by smoking a substance
under suspicion?

- No, sir.
- Thank you.

Government rests, Your Honour.

Ma'am.

I haven't seen Lamar in four years.

He ran away. He took
my house money and my jewellery.

- You've had no contact with your son?
- No.

I thought he was dead.
Maybe if he's lucky, buried.

- You say he's using a different name?
- Yes, ma'am.

Keely Woods.

Well, then how did you know
to come here?

A neighbourhood kid identified him.

That's why those boys
have been hanging around.

They think I talk to him.
One of them even threatened me.

I'm very sorry about that,
Mrs. Dunwoody.

We do need to ask you
some questions, though.

Hey, look, you know more than I do.

Do you know your son
may have killed somebody?

Those boys think he did.

Well, what do you think, ma'am?

Look, why are you here
and not the police?

We're not investigating
the murder, ma'am.

Your son saved a woman
from being raped.

He's our chief witness.

Anything you can tell us,
Mrs. Dunwoody,

to help us find him
would be incredibly helpful.

Look, Lamar's gone.

Mrs. Dunwoody,
I'm gonna give you my card.

I'll write my home number
on the back.

You call me, day or night,
if anything occurs to you.

Petty Officer Brindisi,
what was in the plastic bag

that was confiscated
by Customs Officer Sharps?

Tropical oregano, ma'am.
Very pungent.

And how are you familiar with it?

My mother owns a restaurant
in Great Neck, Long Island.

The best marinara
this side of Salerno.

If I may throw in a plug.

Sure, she taught me everything
she knows about food, including herbs.

- Why did you have it?
- My mother asked to bring some back.

It's hard to find in the States.

Did you have any expectation that it
might be confused with marijuana?

Not at all. I thought maybe
they'd check it for bugs, fungi.

You know, that kind of thing.

- Have you ever smoked marijuana?
- No, ma'am.

I was an altar boy.

Thank you. Your witness.

How long were you an altar boy?

Seven years, sir.

- Is that where you learned poker?
- Objection, relevance?

Your Honour, on direct examination,
the defendant has put himself forward

as being of good character.

- I'm allowed to impeach.
- You are.

Objection overruled.

Were you investigated in connection
with the shipboard gambling syndicate

and sale and distribution of alcohol?

These aren't even prior acts,
Your Honour.

Just prior
unsubstantiated allegations.

Commander, you're reaching.

No further questions.

Thank you, petty officer.

Your Honour, I would like to request
that Jingo appear at this hearing.

What?

I don't follow, colonel.

Well, the dog was the first
to identify the substance as illicit.

Customs Officer Sharps
took his cue from Jingo.

I'd like the opportunity to prove
that Jingo had incorrectly established

an expectation of Mr. Sharps,

who in turn assumed that what
he was smelling was marijuana.

How is the colonel
gonna question a dog?

I intend to conduct a demonstration
of Jingo's drug-sniffing abilities,

or lack thereof.

- No tricks.
- No, sir.

- Your Honour--
- Colonel is correct.

The defendant has a right
to confront his accuser.

Have the animal here
tomorrow morning.

Colonel, I understand
your chief witness is a dog.

I understand yours is a murderer.

Well, that hasn't checked out yet,
ma'am.

Well, I hope it doesn't, because then,
all you have to do is find him.

Well, I prefer human witnesses
to dogs any day,

even if they're missing.

- I'll have a copy of that, Bud.
- Yes, sir.

You were right.

I was imposing
my perception of Brumby onto yours.

- Don't worry about it.
- No, no, no.

I mean, you know,
I should have believed you.

I think you know how you feel.

And besides,
you and Brumby have no chemistry.

So I'm sorry, okay?

Sure.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Dunwoody. Street name, Fly.

That's right.

How'd you find me?

I got a friend in your precinct.
Detective Mario Bigi.

Tells me you're an expert
on Anacostia gangs.

Yeah, what's your pleasure?

Can you ID a photo?

- Discreetly.
- Bud.

Yeah, that's the guy.
What's with the uniform?

He enlisted in the Marine Corps
under a different name.

I would too if I killed somebody.

Can you confirm that, detective?

How does six eyewitnesses
grab you?

What do you want with him?

He's a witness in a rape case
that we're prosecuting.

You want a murderer
to condemn a rapist?

He's all we have.

You wouldn't happen to know
where we can start looking?

All I know is he disappeared
about four years ago.

- Come on.
- Detective?

You wouldn't wanna blow my cover,
would you, commander?

God bless you, sir.

Holding up the whole street, you idiot.

Your Honour, it is our contention
that Jingo, who is not only aging

but also experiencing
diminished skills,

confused the aromatic properties
of marijuana with those of oregano.

Therefore,
a simple test has been arranged.

Nine of these gear bags
contain samples of tropical oregano.

One contains green-gold marijuana.

How do we know this?

Well, all the samples
have been prepared and certified

by the drug-screening lab at the
Naval Medical Center in San Diego.

Your Honour, ten bags?

Well, actually, the odds are better
than average working conditions, sir.

In most cases,
a dog has to sniff his way

through hundreds of bags.

He's supposed to be able
to find the needle in the haystack.

What next, Your Honour?

Will the colonel have him jumping
through hoops of fire?

- This is it, colonel?
- Yes, sir.

Proceed.

Sir.

Sit.

You may begin, Mr. Sharps.

Go ahead, boy.

Come on.

I'm sorry,
he's just not used to this setting.

Mr. Sharps.

Might have to declare him
a hostile witness.

Private Clauson will plead guilty
to assault and battery.

We'll accept forfeiture of pay
and six months confinement.

The charge is attempted rape,
Mattoni.

The maximum sentence is 20 years.

You can dig in your heels,
commander,

but you're just going to end up
with dirty shoes.

Scuttlebutt says you can't find
your corroborating witness

and your victim had trouble picking
the private as her assailant, huh?

She was upset.

I think the term is "hysterical,"
lieutenant.

The point is, Mattoni,
she made the ID.

She's shaky as hell.

Go ahead.
Put her on the stand, let me at her.

I'd like to see that, sir.

Ten years confinement.

We'll accept a lesser charge only.

Aggravated assault
with a dishonourable discharge

and three years confinement.

Three years, sir?

Unacceptable.

Fine. We'll take it to trial.

He'll walk.

Let us think about it.

I was just goofing on her, sir.

I wasn't going to rape her.

Private Clauson, you are presently
the luckiest Marine on the planet.

Don't blow it
by also being the stupidest.

You just couldn't lay off.

That's too bad, because now
you're gonna have to answer to me.

My mother has nothing to do with this.
Why you bothering her?

We thought she might know
where you were.

Now she's got bangers at her door,
harassing her.

They wanna know where I am
and how to find me.

Before you showed up,
they thought I was dead.

We showed up
because you had the character

to save a woman
from being raped, Lamar.

I'd take it back
if it would keep my mother safe.

I understand that.

Your instincts wouldn't let you.

You're a better man
than you'll admit.

In fact, I don't think you'd even be here
if you didn't wanna testify, would you?

- What?
- Why aren't you in hiding?

Changing your identity?
That's what you do, isn't it?

A little harder this time,
though, huh?

You liked life as a Marine,
didn't you?

More to the point,
I think you liked life as Keely Woods.

He's the man
you've always wanted to be, isn't he?

I always wanted to be my father, sir.

Marine First Sergeant
Keely Dunwoody.

He died in Beirut.

I was 9.

Well, I can't think
of a better reason to join.

I'll tell you what has me puzzled.

It's how you passed muster.

Recruiters run background checks.

This one has you stumped, sir?

- They would run your fingerprints.
- Always.

And you have a police record,
don't you?

Right.

So it would have come up.

They would have seen it,
unless of course, it wasn't there.

You're in the Witness Protection
Program, aren't you?

I've been in the safe house
in Virginia since I went UA.

My mother called and told me
you'd been to see her.

And all I can think about was,
how was I gonna get back at you?

- You know what I'm saying, sir?
- No, I don't, corporal.

That's because
you ain't never been in no gang.

I was a Chester Street Crip.

There wasn't a day that went by
where we didn't talk

about who we was gonna make pay
for dissing us.

Is that why you killed the kid?

He shot at us first.

Hit one of my homey's sisters.

Felt right at the time.

I even got a tattoo.

Well, I see
you didn't just murder somebody.

You were proud of it, huh?

I saw your wings.

- You count your kills?
- Don't even try to compare the two.

Why not, sir? We were at war.

My government,
which was my gang,

they gave us permission to fight
for our common interests.

Just like Washington does for you.

I understand war.

What I don't get is, why my homey
would blow a guy away at the ATM

for 40 dollars.

Leave his kid crying right there
in the car seat.

That when you went to the cops?

I knew if I tried to quit,
they'd smoke me.

So I got immunity.

Talked to the grand jury.

The U.S. Marshals
put me in the programme.

Sent me to Oregon.

I hated it.

So I joined
the Marine Corps instead.

The U.S. Marshals supported you
joining the Marine Corps?

They didn't like it,
but they backed me up.

Problem was, I got stationed
an hour away from my mother.

My mother who I can't even see.

Look, you understand now
why I can't do this?

Because everyone's looking for me.
Crips, Bloods.

If my face got on the news,
it'd be over.

You should've thought of that
before you saved that girl.

I wasn't thinking. I was just reacting.

You see? That's when you shine.

I can't help you now, anyway.
Not with my past.

Nobody has to know
about your past.

As far as the world is concerned,
you're Corporal Keely Woods.

- I've done enough.
- You took somebody's life.

It'll never be enough.

Where are you going?

I don't know, sir.

Someplace where I can just get
my head cleared from all of this.

I know someplace.

Twenty-one by ones.

That's on you, sir.

Look, hook shot.

And one. And one.

Twenty-seventeen.

You can play.

You play me pretty tough, sir.

It's not over yet, corporal.

Yes, it is, sir.

You wanna make this real?

You make this,
and I'm out of your life.

Now, you miss...

You miss, you take the stand.

That's funny, sir.

That's the only way you're getting me
out of your life, corporal.

You set me up.

I'm just rolling with the moment.
Come on.

So you'll walk away
and leave me alone?

That's what I said.

My mother too?

All right.

Was that supposed to frighten me?

Sir, if that's your idea of trash talk,
then I suggest you shut it down,

so you can learn something.

Now, follow the ball,
because here it is.

There it goes.

Come and get it, pokey-ass punk.

That's "pokey-ass punk, sir."

- Hey, that was a foul.
- Come on, get up.

You took me out with your elbow.

Oh, now, whining
doesn't become you, Marine.

What, you wanna take me on, huh?

You wanna take me on?
You really wanna pull out the stops?

Who's that talking now?
Is that Lamar?

Is this the Marine or the gangster?

Is it the killer or is it the hero?

Take your foul.

All right.

What do you say we shoot it off?

Calling and sinking.

- First one to miss loses.
- All right.

You shoot first.

Set shot.

Hook shot.

Do you swear to tell the truth,
the whole truth

and nothing but the truth,
so help you, God?

I do, ma'am.

Welcome, Corporal Woods.

- Enter.
- Just dropping off your mail, colonel.

Oh, thanks, Tiner.

Everyone's talking about the stunt
with the dog, ma'am.

Stunt?

I'm sorry, ma'am.
That was my word.

I'm sure it was a correct strategy
for the case.

I mean, he was old
and couldn't cut it anymore.

That's why he's in the shelter,
right, ma'am?

Why didn't you tell me about Jingo?

I thought it might upset you.
I'm sorry.

Well, what happened?

He was retired by the Department.
Mrs. Sharps' wife was allergic.

So there's nobody else?

There aren't many people looking
for a 12-year-old mutt with cataracts.

He's doomed.

If I didn't have to go back to Australia,
I would have taken him myself, but...

I feel responsible.

Come on, no guilt.

It's not your fault.

How about I take you out?

Help you get over this.

We'll do anything you want.

No, I won't be good company.

That I could never believe.

Anything I want?

Now you're getting me excited.

I don't know how this is gonna work.

And what I'm saying

is that I'm not sure I'm ready
for this kind of commitment

in my life right now.

We'll have to see how it goes.
But I will tell you one thing right now.

If you chew up my shoes, it's over.

Corporal, we'd better get out of here.

Go.

I'm worried about you.

I've known these boys
since they were soiling their diapers.

I can take care of myself.

You look just like your dad
in that uniform.