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I'm just happy
to be getting off the ship.

We got the place for the whole
weekend, that's the good thing.

You finished already, Granato?

You're getting better at this.

Whatever. Do you think
I could put this gear away now?

Absolutely.
There's plenty of deck for you to swab.

Haven't I done enough,

- Petty Officer Rowe?
- No.

You've got three hours
and 12 minutes left on your watch.

Oh, forget it.

Stow the Brasso and swab the deck,
Seaman Granato. That's an order.

Do it now, Granato.

Do it yourself.

- Look what you did.
- I quit.

- You can't just quit the Navy.
- Watch me.

Good evening,
and thank you for coming.

Every time the Navy unveils
a new recruiting commercial,

we all have a stake in it.

But tonight, for those of us at JAG,
stakes are even greater

because the commercial stars
our own Commander Harmon Rabb.

With the commander tonight

is the director of the commercial,
Renee Peterson.

I understand she's still trying
to stop him from ad-libbing.

Let's all now take a look

and see how the nation's gonna see us
this week for the first time.

I'm Commander Harmon Rabb.

The Navy has given me not one,
but two careers.

The first you've just seen,
flying F- 14 Tomcats.

The second I'm working at
right now,

as a lawyer in
the Judge Advocate General Corps.

The great thing about the Navy

is the challenges don't stop
with courtrooms and jets.

You could work in nuclear propulsion
or computer electronics.

Or you could stand tall

with the world's elite fighting force,
the SEALs.

So if you think the Navy is for you,
take my advice.

Step up and meet the challenge.

- Very good, sir.
- Very professional.

- Nice job, commander.
- Thank you, sir.

You know, I was under the impression
that Miss Peterson was going to use...

Your line, sir, was edited out.

Renee will explain it to you.
She's right over there.

If I'm not mistaken, commander,

the only thing those three women
have in common is you.

Did you see what she was wearing?

I can't believe he's dating that girl.

- Good morning, lieutenant.
- Good morning, sir.

We can discuss it later, colonel.
Commander.

- I scare her off?
- She's a little high-strung.

Listen, colonel, on another note,

what were you and Bobbi Latham
talking to Renee about last night?

Just girl talk.

Admiral's waiting.

Nice to see Commander Rabb
could step out of the spotlight

long enough to join us.

First order of business
is Andrea Granato.

Apparently decided
she had enough of the Navy

and walked off her ship,
the USS Hartung.

Witnesses said
her parting words were, "I quit."

Didn't anyone explain
that quitting wasn't an option

when Seaman Granato enlisted, sir?

Apparently, Generation X
only worries about itself.

This sounds like a simple case
of unauthorized absence, sir.

Why is JAG involved?

Because Seaman Granato
is being charged

with dereliction of duty,
missing ship's movement

and, as a result of 47 days
of absence, desertion.

Ouch, sir.

Ouch is what you get when you
walk off a Spruance-class destroyer

getting ready to deploy
to the Adriatic.

The skipper drops
a ton of bricks on you.

- Up to prosecuting, colonel?
- Absolutely, sir.

- Commander, you will defend.
- Yes, sir.

Admiral, I'd like to volunteer
to assist Commander Rabb.

Oh, I don't think
that will be necessary, lieutenant.

- My plate's clear, sir.
- Well, then let me fill it.

It seems a young petty officer
took a car from the motor pool

at Bethesda Naval Hospital
and got caught drag racing.

You'll be handling
his special court-martial.

Yes, sir.

- So that does it unless--
- One more thing, sir.

These bricks that Seaman Granato's
CO is dropping on her,

why so many?

I'd been hearing about
Seaman Granato's attitude

since her first day aboard.

From her leading chiefs
in CIC, mostly.

What sorts of things were you hearing,
Commander Woodling?

- She's a whiner.
- Not the first one in the service.

Did you whine
when you were working toward

those silver oak leaves
on your collar?

- I couldn't afford to.
- No woman in the military can.

You know it and I know it.

And Seaman Granato
just failed to get the message.

But her records don't show
any previous instances of trouble.

She was near the top of her class
at boot camp.

Well, that ceased to matter
when she walked off this ship

and missed the berth switch
the next morning.

Is this personal, commander?

Stereotypes are the curse
of every woman in the military.

After what I went through...

Well, I don't have to tell you about
discrimination, now, do I, colonel?

- I'm not the issue here, commander.
- Oh, no, you're wrong.

We both are.
And you'd better understand that

if you wanna successfully
prosecute this case.

I never pictured you
working behind a desk.

Not after seeing how much you
hated it those two months in Saigon.

Well, hell, I found one that fit.

Besides, I'm not like
you damn aviators.

- I don't suffer from oxygen deprivation.
- Sir.

Hell of a lot better
than lack of action.

I haven't missed a war
since Vietnam.

All right, all right.
Quit patting your damn chest

and tell me why the hell
you called me out here.

I need your help, admiral.

I had a little problem with an aircraft.
I got my ass grounded.

My FNAEB is in a couple of days,
and if I don't win it,

it could mean no flying,
no command.

Sounds like more
than just a little problem.

I ran off the end of a damn taxiway.
Got stuck in the mud.

I foddered the engine
when I tried to power out.

- What the hell happened?
- My eyes.

- Are they that bad?
- No, they're fine.

But the flight physical
found something in my bloodstream,

screwed up my vision.

I couldn't tell the taxiway lights
from the runway approach lights.

Well, what do you mean, something?

Viagra.

Oh, hell, Pete.

I told you
the problem wasn't my eyes.

You know the rule.
You can't take Viagra and fly.

The FAA says six hours is enough
to get it out of your system.

That's a civilian rule.

Admiral, I thought
it would be enough.

Let me see what I can do.

I really did wanna be in the Navy, sir.

Well, some people are gonna have
a hard time believing that,

Seaman Granato.

Including you, commander?

I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.
I am your lawyer, after all.

Yes, sir.

I thought it would be a good way
to better myself.

The Navy, I mean.

The kind of scores you got
on your ASVABs,

college would have been
an option too.

Too expensive, sir.

Bu then I was hearing about
the Navy, you know.

And I thought, "Wow, where else am I
gonna get a chance like that?"

What kind of chance
were you looking for?

The recruiter told me that I could be
an air traffic controller, sir.

Oh, interested in aviation, huh?

Totally, sir.

I'd never been in a plane
before I was flown to boot camp.

That was cool.

Not the pilot part, but the getting it
back down on the ground.

Whenever I was flying,

getting back on the ground
was always important.

- What did you fly, sir?
- F-14s.

You can't be my lawyer, sir.

Excuse me?

I saw your television commercial
last night. You're just another recruiter.

- I've already had one lie to me.
- What lie?

The lie they told me about how
I could be an air traffic controller, sir.

- Like that's ever gonna happen.
- Go on, I'm listening.

First they told me
that my school was postponed,

so they send me to fleet
as an undesignated striker.

Then three months later,

they tell me that they are over-quota'd
on air traffic controllers.

They offered me
some other schools,

but they were not
what they promised me.

Well, I'm sure it wasn't personal,
Seaman Granato.

These things happen in the military.

But nobody told me that, sir.

If you can't get your head around that,
then you should not be defending me.

I don't know what to tell you,
Chief Pearson.

Maybe I am backing away, sort of.

That's what I just--

- Commander.
- As you were, chief.

Thank you, sir.

Look, Ronnie,
if you want to go to college,

put in your four years
and the Navy will pay your way.

And by that time, you'll probably have
a lot better idea about what you--

You're Commander Rabb.

That's him. He's in our
new recruiting commercial too.

On TV. You seen it, Ronnie?

I don't remember.

When you do, you will definitely wanna
play on the commander's team.

Yeah. Okay, Chief Pearson.

- All right, think Navy, Ronnie.
- Sure.

I had him locked in.

Then his mother offers him 500 bucks
to go to a community college.

Economy like it is,
I usually hear them saying

they found a job
that pays better than we do.

Yeah. Sounds like tough duty, chief.

Oh, at least they lowered
my quota, sir.

Now if I sign three kids
every two months, I'm a hero.

A year ago, they wanted four a month.
I was going nuts.

That would be about when you signed
Andrea Granato, wouldn't it?

Oh, yes, sir, it was.

A total homerun that girl.
Is she working for you?

I'm her lawyer, chief.

- She's been charged with desertion.
- Andrea?

Claims she did it because she didn't
get the school you promised her.

Did you guarantee she'd be
an air traffic controller, chief?

I didn't guarantee anything, sir.

Neither do
college football recruiters, chief,

but they sometimes wind up with two
quarterbacks both guaranteed to start.

Commander, I never made her
a promise the Navy couldn't keep.

You just told me you were up
against a wall back then, chief.

- You had to sign four a month.
- That's right, sir.

So I talked faster, worked harder.

Bought myself a great-Iooking SUV

to keep recruits from thinking
the Navy is as butt ugly as this office.

Are you taking new recruits
for a ride, chief?

Only in my car, sir.

JAG Ops,
Gunnery Sergeant Galindez.

Gunny, have you seen
Lieutenant Singer?

Yes, sir.
I just picked her up on my radar.

Lieutenant Singer?
Telephone, ma'am.

It's Commander Rabb.

I'll take it at your desk, gunny.
Yes, sir?

Lieutenant, I've got my hands full
here in Baltimore.

I was wondering if you could
find time to help me out.

On the Granato case, sir?

- It would be an honour.
- Great.

Granato's recruiter's name
is Chief Roger Pearson.

I need you to find out
if there is any evidence

that he has trouble
telling the truth on the job.

I'm sure his unhappy recruits
would tell you that, sir.

I need better than unhappy, lieutenant.
I need lied to.

- Yes, sir. I'll get right on it.
- Thank you.

- Gunny?
- Yes, ma'am?

I need a favour.

- Colonel MacKenzie?
- What is it, Bud?

Well, you're busy with your case.
I'll come back later.

No, no, no. It's not a problem.

Let's talk in my office.

It's Harriet, ma'am.

Do you think she's still mad at me
about Australia?

No, Australia is ancient history, Bud.

Besides, Harriet's not the type
to hold a grudge.

Well, last night,
I asked her what was for dinner,

and she made me
sleep on the couch.

Enter.

- Congresswoman Latham.
- I was just visiting the admiral,

and while I was there,
I thought we could chat.

By all means.

We'll talk later, colonel.

What happened to your jaw,
lieutenant?

Oh, Commander Rabb punched me.

Oh, Commander Brumby too.

It was an accident. Ma'am.

- Please.
- Someday, I'd like to hear that story.

But right now, I'm more interested
in the Granato case.

Well, the court-martial
starts tomorrow.

- So the charges remain the same?
- Yes, ma'am, they do.

Colonel MacKenzie,
doesn't this strike you

as a prime example
of using an axe to peel a grape?

I didn't know you had
a personal interest in the case.

Well, I'm making arrangements
for Seaman Granato

to testify before my subcommittee.

On national security?

On the retention of women
in the military.

We lose a third of them
every three years.

- A statistic I assume would alarm you.
- I'm well aware of that.

But the kind of women who should be
in the military don't desert

because they're pouting
over the school they didn't get.

They wouldn't pout
if they were given accommodations.

Accommodations?

I think you've got this thing backwards,
Congresswoman Latham.

Women, like men, are in the military
to serve our country.

Not vice versa.

Nobody's serving anybody
if the Navy recruits women

and then chases them away.

Andrea Granato wasn't chased,
she ran.

From what, colonel?

- Hi.
- Hello.

Doctor Walden,
Doctor Sidney Walden?

That's right. It's an old family name.

You're not the first
to expect my grandfather.

So, Admiral Chegwidden,
how can I help you?

Well, actually,
I'm here about a friend.

Admiral, there is no shame
in erectile dysfunction.

Doctor Walden,
I am the judge advocate general

of the United States Navy.

And as such, I think I possess
enough respect for the truth

to be forthcoming if I had a problem,
which I don't.

Not that I've...

...lately, but the...

I know what you mean, admiral.

Work doesn't leave much time
for relationships.

Kind of ironic for me, I guess.

- Is this your son?
- Yes.

My husband died
almost 12 years ago.

Danny plays lacrosse for Maryland.
Just a freshman.

Listen, I hope
I wasn't too strident. I...

It's refreshing to meet someone
who doesn't mince words.

Now, about your friend.

Oh, yeah. Right, right.

Well, he's a Naval aviator.

Flew after taking Viagra.

Foolish maybe, but it wasn't an issue
until he had a mishap.

No fatalities.

- But the Navy is touchy about it.
- Right.

I know the common wisdom
about the drug

is that it decreases the ability
to distinguish blue from green.

Exactly. The colour of the lights
on the taxiway

where the accident happened.

Look, have your friend
come in, admiral.

I'll examine him
and we can determine exactly

what the drug does to his sight.

Well, I don't know
if he's gonna be comfortable with that.

Even if it gave him a defence?

Andrea's sisters, her brother.

We were all excited she was
gonna be working with airplanes.

The whole block was.

But I guess she never got close to an
airplane, did she, Commander Rabb?

- No, ma'am, I'm afraid she didn't.
- Oh, that recruiter.

He filled her head with all kinds of jets
and fancy uniforms.

You know, glamorous stuff
she was never gonna get

if she stayed around here.

Did you hear the recruiter
promise or guarantee anything?

I never met him.
Too busy working here.

Plus, I thought Andrea--
She was 19 then.

--She could make
her own decisions.

Sounds like
you have a lot of faith in Andrea.

Nothing but, commander.
She was great in school.

She took care of my other kids
after her father passed

and I had to be
out of the house so much.

Did Andrea ever have
an attitude problem, Mrs. Granato?

Oh, well, she could be a little bossy.

But other than that,
she was like a second mother.

Did she tell you that she was planning
on leaving the ship?

I didn't even know she was unhappy.
She wrote to me, everything was swell.

But when she got home,
it all came out.

Big improvement over premieres
and hijackings, huh?

It is, isn't it?

You sound surprised.

Well, I just haven't had
many evenings like this recently.

Well, things can change, Harm.

I think I'm looking
at a very interesting future.

Whoa, it's a little early
for predictions, huh?

You're not very good
at relationships, are you?

I just don't think we should be
getting ahead of ourselves.

Oh, no, no, no. Harm.

- No, you don't understand.
- I think I understand.

You said that you think
there's an interesting future and--

No, no. It's a movie, Harm.

The budget's only
about two and a half million,

but it's a really great opportunity.

What's the movie about?

It's actually about Ioneliness.

Love triumphs?

Well, not in the script that I read,

but they had a really great time
along the way.

- Really?
- Really.

- A really good time?
- Really good.

Is everybody getting
court-martialled this nervous, sir?

- Comes with the territory, I guess.
- Commander.

Just who I was looking for.

An addendum to our witness list.

Paul Skowron?

- Ask your client.
- He's a guy I know.

More like the boyfriend
she deserted the Navy to be with.

Boyfriend just slip your mind,
Seaman Granato?

I didn't think he mattered, sir.

Well, you better believe he matters
if he's the reason you left that ship.

No, commander.

Everything I told you is the truth
about my recruiter lying to me,

promising me things
that were never gonna happen.

How long after you left the ship
did you go to your boyfriend's house?

Right away, sir,
but it's not what you're thinking.

Enlighten me.

I didn't have anywhere else to go.

How many days did you stay
at Paul Skowron's?

Three days, sir.

Four days, sir.

And in those four days she spent
at your apartment, Mr. Skowron,

did Seaman Granato
talk about the problems

- she was having with the Navy?
- She said she couldn't deal with it.

Anything about a recruiter?
Anything about broken promises?

We actually didn't do
a whole lot of talking.

I see.

So while Seaman Granato
was at your house,

she was just
enjoying your company.

Yeah, I knew she'd been hearing
from her friends

that I was seeing other girls,

so I figured she wanted to try
and get us back together.

- Because she was jealous?
- I think so, yeah.

Jealous enough
to desert from the Navy?

Objection, this calls for the witness
to be a mind reader.

- Sustained.
- No further questions.

Mr. Skowron,
prior to these four days

that Seaman Granato
spent with you in March,

when was the last time
you saw her?

I don't know.
Maybe nine, ten months ago.

Which would be
before Seaman Granato

entered the Navy, correct?

I guess.

Had she been back to Baltimore
in this time?

I think so. I heard she was.

- She didn't see you then?
- No.

So since she lived with you
for four days in March,

has she moved back in with you?

- No, she's staying with her mother.
- So, what you're saying is,

is that she treated your apartment
like a hotel, only cheaper.

- Objection.
- Sustained.

We are still seeing each other.

- Every week?
- Sometimes.

- Are you engaged, Mr. Skowron?
- No.

So really,
what you and Seaman Granato have

is a casual social relationship.

I suppose so, yes.

Thank you.

She dropped her Brasso, ma'am,
splashed it all over my trousers.

And then she walked
right over the brow.

Without permission,
Petty Officer Rowe?

I couldn't believe it, ma'am.
You don't just quit the Navy.

Did you have any other reaction?

Oh, yes, ma'am. Anger.

We were preparing to deploy,

loading gear, testing systems,
working like plough horses.

Seaman Granato couldn't have picked
a worse time to jump ship.

Thank you. No further questions.

So you were understaffed.
You were preparing to deploy.

Checking systems, loading gear.

And you couldn't find anything better

for Seaman Granato to do
than to polish brass?

It's a part of Navy life, sir.
Like swabbing the deck.

Which is exactly
what you had ordered

- Seaman Granato to do next, isn't it?
- Yes, sir.

Were you singling
Seaman Granato out

for drudgework, Petty Officer Rowe?

I wanted to make a point, sir,
that she needed to apply herself.

Was that the point? Or was the point
that Seaman Granato is a woman?

No, sir.

Yeah, got it.

I owe you one. Thanks.

Lieutenant Singer.

I checked around like you asked.

- Found somebody interesting.
- Let's take a look. Isaac Crawford.

He lives in Pikesville,
in case you need him as a witness.

Good, good.

Commander Rabb.

I found someone you can use
to counter Granato's recruiter.

And he lives in Maryland, so it
will be easy to call him as a witness.

Nice work, lieutenant. That was fast.

- Thank you, sir.
- Let's take a look.

- Can I help you with that, Sims?
- You don't want the admiral

catching you
with a messy desk, gunny.

I thought she was just bringing me
my lunch. She's been like this for days.

Isn't there a drawer
we can put these in?

So the good news is this lady doctor
could maybe prove

- that Viagra didn't affect my eyesight?
- Right.

Which leaves
only one other explanation.

That I'm a half-assed aviator
who should be kept away from planes

for the rest of his natural life.

So we're back to square one.

I'll plead ignorance.

Ignorance does not become
a base commander.

- Especially at a FNAEB.
- I know.

I really did think that stuff would be
out of my system by the time I flew.

Pete, the rule is clear.

Is there a rule that says
I can't have a happy marriage too?

That is not the issue here.

You mean we're just Naval officers,
nothing else, right, admiral?

When it comes to that board,
you bet.

I'm not making it very easy for you
to be a character witness, am I?

Well, it's not me I'm worried about.

Two days
after Seaman Granato deserted,

we began tactical testing in preparation
for deployment to the Adriatic.

We had general quarters drills,
fired all of our weapons,

did everything we could possibly do
to achieve combat readiness.

Should Seaman Granato
have been there, commander?

Oh, without question, colonel.

Her absence simply made life
that much harder for everybody else.

Thank you.

Commander, how did the Hartung
perform in its TAC tests?

We scored 97 percent or better
on every one.

I was very proud of my crew.
The ones who chose to stay.

So then you are fully prepared
to deploy next week, correct?

Yes, we are, commander.

Then Seaman Granato's absence
did not affect your combat readiness.

Well, that's no excuse
for what she did.

Commander, isn't what she did
generally punished

with a lesser charge than desertion?

- Objection. Relevance?
- I'll allow it. Overruled.

I don't know what's generally done,
commander.

I assume you know what is specifically
done aboard your ship, then.

How many absence offences

have you sent to courts-martial
in the past year?

- Two or three.
- Maybe this list will jog your memory.

There were four.

For three men prosecuted
for unauthorized absence.

One woman, Seaman Andrea
Granato, prosecuted for desertion.

Her timing was worse.

Her attitude was worse.

And her sex was worse too,
wasn't it, commander?

Are you using Seaman Granato
to prove that a woman CO

can be as tough as any man,
commander?

No, I am not.

Are you trying to weed out somebody
who doesn't meet your standards

of what a Navy woman should be?

They're not my standards,
commander.

Whose standards are they,
commander?

The Navy men
who might use a woman

like Seaman Granato
against a woman like you?

- Objection.
- That's enough, commander.

I have no further questions,
Your Honour.

Let me get this straight.

A woman commanding officer
is a male chauvinist pig?

Mac, you know she's doing exactly
what I said she is.

What I know is that
your client jumped ship.

Harm.

I thought you had a meeting
about the movie.

Got cancelled.

Well, don't get me wrong,
I'm glad to see you.

Well, you shouldn't be.

Colonel MacKenzie here
called me as a witness.

Now, what could Renee
possibly have to do with this?

She fits into my case.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Would she fit into your case
if she wasn't my girlfriend?

Do you think I'd let your social life
dictate my trial strategy?

How would you like it
if I called Brumby as a witness?

How soon can you get him here?

Anything you'd like to share
with the court,

Col. MacKenzie?
Commander Rabb?

- No, sir.
- No, sir.

Then call your first witness,
commander.

Was it difficult to convince

Andrea Granato to enlist,
Chief Pearson?

No, sir. She was very positive
about the Navy.

- Very enthusiastic.
- So you didn't have to mislead her

about anything that might happen
to her in the Navy?

- I don't do that, sir.
- Really?

Do you recall recruiting
Isaac Crawford, chief?

- I beg your pardon, sir?
- You convinced Mr. Crawford to enlist

back in June of 1998.

He was honourably discharged
eight months later

because the Navy failed
to honour a contract

containing promises you made him.

That was an unusual case, sir.

What promises did you make
Andrea Granato, Chief Pearson?

I told her there was
an excellent chance

she'd become a flight controller, sir.

You didn't know
that there was a chance

she wouldn't become
a flight controller?

I didn't know the school
was almost over-quota'd, sir.

Did you explain to Andrea Granato
that something like this might happen?

I didn't tell her any lies, sir,

but a recruiter stresses what's likely
to go right, not what might go wrong.

Admiral Hodges,
members of the panel.

In the 31 years
that I have known him,

Captain Peter Tully has always been
a consummate warrior.

He has flown combat missions
in every conflict

this nation has faced,
from Vietnam to Bosnia.

You need only look at his chest
to understand this is a man

who has never taken a backwards step
in the face of danger.

I'm proud to call him a friend.

I am honoured to call him
a fellow Naval officer.

Admiral Chegwidden,
you say that knowing

that Captain Tully
violated a general order

from the Bureau
of Medicine and Surgery.

The Judge Advocate General's office
must not be as unbending

as I've always thought.

We're not talking about
a crime here, admiral.

He took a normal 50-milligram dose
a full 21 hours before he flew.

Almost four times the waiting period
required of civilian pilots.

And now his career
hangs in balance.

A career, gentlemen, I believe,

does not deserve to end
on such a note.

Thank you, Admiral Chegwidden.

Captain Tully.

You stand here today because
you put yourself before the Navy

and thereby risked your career,
your life,

- and conceivably the lives of others.
- Yes, sir.

But as Admiral Chegwidden said,

your record should count for more
than a single foolish mistake.

It will, however, do so only once.
Come this way again, captain,

you'd better strap yourself in
for a court-martial.

- Dismissed.
- Aye aye, sir.

Admiral, I owe you one.

Why don't you come to dinner
with me and Mary Anne?

Bring a date,
if you're seeing someone.

With my workload?

I'll give you a call.

All I wanted was to be
an air traffic controller, sir.

And that is what you were
led to believe you'd be trained as?

Yes, sir, by my recruiter,
Chief Petty Officer Pearson.

And then school got delayed,
and then there were too many people.

And then I was just out of luck.

- Is this why you left the Hartung?
- No, that was not the reason.

Then why, Seaman Granato?

Because they acted like
they didn't need me, sir,

the way that my recruiter
said that they did.

Thank you.

Seaman Granato,
isn't it true that the Navy

offered you other schools
when Air Traffic Controller School

- was no longer available?
- Yes, ma'am.

Do you recall
what those schools were for?

- No, ma'am, not really.
- Let me refresh your memory.

Cryptology, information systems,
aviation electronics.

But they weren't
in my contract, ma'am.

Do you mean this contract,
Seaman Granato?

- Yes, ma'am.
- Is that your signature?

That is my signature.

It said I could go to
Air Traffic Controller School, ma'am.

- You read the contract carefully?
- Yes, ma'am.

I'm sure you recall this sentence.

"Scheduling of the above school
is subject to the needs of the Navy."

- No, ma'am, I don't.
- Are you sure?

Because it's very important
upon entering the Navy

that you realise its needs
come before yours.

I'm sorry, colonel,
but I do not remember that.

It was there for you to read,
wasn't it?

It was in your hands. You signed it.

Yes, but Chief Pearson
should have said something.

Why is that, Seaman Granato?
Was he the one enlisting?

No, ma'am, I was.

No further questions.

Redirect, Your Honour.

Seaman Granato, you were 19

- when you enlisted, correct?
- Yes, sir.

Had you signed many contracts
at this point?

- No, sir.
- None?

None, sir.

In light of this fact,
did Chief Pearson encourage you

to read the fine print
in this contract?

No, sir.

- The defence rests, Your Honour.
- Colonel, any rebuttal?

Yes, Your Honour.
I'd like to call Renee Peterson.

Your Honour, may we approach?

Sir, Miss Peterson
is not an appropriate witness.

She certainly is, Your Honour.
She is an expert on recruiting.

She directed a commercial that
Commander Rabb himself starred in.

- I've seen it.
- That hardly makes her an expert.

Sir, this is a blatant attempt
to put the focus on me.

Embarrassed by your performance,
commander?

No, sir.

Did you think his performance
was embarrassing, colonel?

- Absolutely not, Your Honour.
- Then we agree.

Miss Peterson may testify.

I've shot a dozen or so rock videos
and two documentaries,

and people were impressed.

- Navy people.
- Why the Navy, Miss Peterson?

My edge, my honesty,
my reputation for independence.

Did your reputation remain intact

when you made your commercial
for the Navy?

- Yes.
- Did you write the script

- for your commercial, Miss Peterson?
- Yes, based on my research.

Were you ever instructed
by anyone from the Navy

to sugarcoat your subject?

I don't operate that way, colonel.

The Navy wanted to present
a fair picture of itself to recruits.

- And that's what I gave them.
- Thank you.

Your witness, commander.

Miss Peterson.

How many people
did you interview at JAG

in your preparation
for the commercial?

Four: Admiral A.J. Chegwidden,
Lieutenant Bud Roberts,

Petty Officer Jason Tiner and you.

But they didn't end up
in your commercial, did they?

No.

Why? You can start
with Admiral Chegwidden.

He...

He was a little stiff.

Lieutenant Roberts?

His work in the Navy
wasn't very interesting.

You actually shot some film
with Petty Officer Tiner, didn't you?

- Yes.
- But you didn't use it, why?

Because all he could talk about
was his filing system.

- It bored me out of my skull.
- So you picked me.

You weren't boring.

I wasn't a typical JAG lawyer?

No, you flew Tomcats.

Doesn't this contradict
your earlier testimony, Miss Peterson?

You said that you gave
potential recruits

an honest depiction of Navy life.

- Objection, argumentative.
- Overruled.

Miss Peterson,
did putting me in your commercial

faithfully represent the Navy
as you saw it?

It was a commercial.

Commercials are made to sell.
You show the best.

I thought you were the best.

I made a mistake.

No further questions.

You may step down, Miss Peterson.

- I request a recess, Your Honour.
- Fifteen minutes.

Renee...

It's my job.

- To humiliate me?
- I'm defending my client.

At my expense.

Renee.

When Seaman Granato
didn't get the school she wanted,

she caved in to selfishness.

And became a deserter instead.

When she was apprehended,

she tried to dodge responsibility
by saying her recruiter lied to her.

But she is an adult
and she did sign on the dotted line.

I ask you to convict Seaman Granato
on all charges and specifications.

There are no villains in this case.

Though there is a victim.

Seaman Andrea Granato.

We cannot castigate the Navy
for wanting to bolster its ranks,

and we cannot pillory its recruiters
for responding aggressively

to the Navy's requirements.

These charges against
Seaman Andrea Granato,

who joined the Navy eagerly
yet blindly,

far outweigh her transgressions.

Acquit her.

In the name of basic decency.

Would the defence please rise?

Captain Imhoff, will you announce
the findings, please?

On the charge and specification
of dereliction of duty,

this court-martial
finds you not guilty.

On the charge and specification
of desertion,

this court-martial
finds you not guilty.

On the lesser included offence
of unauthorized absence,

this court-martial finds you guilty.

On the charge and specification
of missing ship's movement,

this court-martial finds you guilty.

I'll commence sentencing
at 0900 tomorrow.

This court is adjourned.

What's gonna happen
to me now, sir?

If we're lucky, no confinement,

but a bad-conduct discharge.

- Not out celebrating?
- I don't feel like it.

You did what you could, Harm.
It was a loser case.

Have you talked to Renee?

Since when did you start
worrying about Renee?

Colonel, commander.
Harriet's not angry at me anymore.

Harriet's not mad at him anymore.

- Baby?
- I'm pregnant.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

- Oh, congratulations, Bud.
- Thank you, sir.

- Oh, that's great.
- Way to go, Bud.

- Thank you, sir.
- That's so great.

Way to go, Bud.

Dr. Walden? A.J. Chegwidden.

No, no, actually,
I don't think you'll have to testify.

Things went pretty well
for my friend.

No. Yes, he really does exist.

But that's not why I was calling.

I was hoping-- Wondering
if you were free Saturday night.