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Looks like we got two joy-riders
doing 55 on Johnson's Mill, sheriff.

Go get them, Ray.

Yes, sir.

We gotta lose them.

- What if...?
- What if history repeats?

I'm not getting dinged
for another bogus traffic stop.

- They're not stopping.
Damn it.

- You stay on them, Ray.
Yes, sir.

Get on the horn to base now.

This is
Petty Officer Pittman, SEAL Team 12.

We've got an emergency
on Johnson's Mill Road.

We need an ambulance out here
immediately.

Officer? Officer, can you hear me?

Having been appointed to this
office, do you solemnly swear

to serve and defend
the Constitution of the United States

against all enemies,
foreign and domestic.

I solemnly swear
to protect and defend

the Constitution
of the United States of America...

Should have known when my butt
was being served up in that committee,

my job was next on the menu.

Washington politics, sir.

All these years
we've had our battles, admiral.

I know I've often been a pain
in your neck.

Yes, you have, sir.

Well, it's all history now, admiral.

Yes, it is, Mr. Secretary.

You're gonna have to stop
calling me that, A.J.

And faithfully discharge
the duties of the office,

which you are about to enter,
so help you God?

I swear.

- Congratulations, Mr. Secretary.
- Thank you, Your Honour.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you, Mr. President.

Ladies and gentlemen,
I'd like to introduce to you

our new secretary of the Navy,
Edward Sheffield.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

- Congratulations, Mr. Secretary.
- Uh, thank you, admiral.

Well, I guess having your accuser
become your boss is a little odd.

That's one way to put it, sir.

Well, rest assured however I viewed
my predecessor's judgement,

I hold you and JAG
in the highest esteem.

I'll do my best
to honour your trust, sir.

Well, if that's the case,
you could start now.

There's a talented young attorney

I would like you to consider
adding to your staff.

You won't be sorry.

Colonel, commander, have a seat.

I assume by now
that you've heard about this accident.

A SEAL team was conducting
a guerrilla war game

among the civilian population,

had a run-in with a local deputy
on a Virginia highway.

- Heard about it on the way in, sir.
- The deputy was killed.

It should come as no surprise that, uh,
Navy's taking a beating on this one.

Local authorities
gonna prosecute, sir?

Actually,
they're kicking this one back to us.

That's gotta be a first, admiral.

The Navy's presence in the area
is important to local economy.

And it just so happens
the state's attorney

is head of the local
chamber of commerce.

Commander, you will prosecute.

The convening authority
is referring charges

of disobeying orders
and negligent homicide

against Lieutenant Reynolds,

the SEAL team leader
that lead the chase.

Sir, it's my understanding
that the deputy lost control of his car.

In pursuit of a fugitive, which opens up
the lieutenant to possible culpability.

Colonel, you'll defend.

Commander Turner
will be your second chair.

- Two against one, sir?
Actually, no.

I'm having Commander Rabb
break in a new partner.

A Lieutenant Commander
Tracy Manetti.

U. Va., Harvard Law Review,

two years in the public defender's
office in Atlanta.

Comes recommended
by the new SECNAV.

Oh-ho, Mata Hari in our midst.

Don't worry.
I'll keep a close eye on her.

As a former SEAL,
I have a special interest in this case.

Let's make sure justice is served.
That'll be all.

- Aye, aye, sir.
- Aye, sir.

Oh, by the way, uh,

Lieutenant Roberts is being released
from Bethesda today, going home.

After he settles in, it might do him
some good to see some friendly faces.

Yes, sir.

You sure you don't have other motives
keeping eye on Commander Manetti?

Well, I've always had a thing
for Italian women, Mac.

- I remember this girl in high school...
- Oh, I don't need to hear about that.

Good news about Bud, huh?
Looks like he'll be back soon.

He's gonna have to fight to stay in,
Mac. It's not gonna be easy.

It was a war game, training to
infiltrate an indigenous population.

In this case, Virginians.

We're testing our men
in unconventional warfare.

That requires staging games
in the local community,

using real-life scenarios.

It's impossible to replicate that
on base.

Hmm, what was the mission?

The team was on the way
to a rendezvous

and Lieutenant Reynolds
was the lead vehicle.

The exercise had just begun.

The lieutenant was on the road
leading from the base

when the deputy tried
to pull him over.

Why didn't he stop?

Thought the deputy
was part of the game.

- Does that happen much?
- No.

Look, we want the police
out of the way.

Local law enforcement authorities
are notified before exercises happen.

Was notification sent?

A week ago by fax.
I followed up by phone that morning.

What's your assessment
of the lieutenant?

He's squared away. He's aggressive.

An over-achiever.
Qualities you want in a SEAL.

You think it's possible
he crossed the line this time?

I support my people, colonel.

That said, we have clear op orders
on these war games.

Running from the police,
doesn't fit any scenario I know.

Wow, it's even bigger
than it looked in the photos.

Let's go, sweetie.

Let's go show Daddy the house,
okay?

A.J.
Okay.

It's gonna be really fun
when it comes time to repaint.

It's really close to work.
There's plenty of room for Little A.J.

Please tell me you like it.

A lot more than I thought I would.

Daddy, come up and see my room.

Maybe later, okay, buddy?

Maybe you could
play in your room?

- Okay.
Thank you.

I moved everything you'll need
into the den.

We got a big-screen TV.

Please tell me you bought it on sale.

My dad bought it for us.

You'll love it, you'll see.

Um...

I put a bed in here.

The kitchen's right there.

There's also a bathroom
at the far end of the hall.

And I brought some clothes down...

Great.

Navy never notified us, commander.
Come on in.

Hmm, you never received a fax?

Doesn't surprise me.
Damn thing's busted most of the time.

The SEAL commander told us
he also called your office

three hours before the exercise
started at 0700.

He got the machine. I wasn't here.

My other deputy had called me out
on a domestic-disturbance call.

I came back and by the time I checked
the machine, the whole thing was over.

Know why Deputy Gault
tried to pull lieutenant over?

I heard Ray on the radio.

Said he was chasing two Navy boys
out on Johnson's Mill Road.

How fast were they going?

Speed gun clocked them at 55
in a 45 zone.

Uh, you say two Navy boys.
Did deputy know they were SEALs?

Road led out of the base.
It's a safe bet.

Fits the M.O. Too.

SEAL boys like to push things.
This time, one pushed too far.

My, uh, yeoman will show you the rest.

Commander, I'd like you to meet, uh,
Lieutenant Commander Manetti.

Oh, commander...

Commander Manetti.

Commander Rabb,
it is a pleasure, sir.

The admiral was just singing
your praises.

Well, you have an impressive bio
yourself, commander.

Harvard Law Review.

Just the luck of the Irish.

It's a little joke, sir.

Excuse me, admiral.
SECNAV's on the line.

I can tell him you're at lunch.

I'll take the call, Tiner.

Yes, sir. Sorry, sir.

Thank you again, admiral.

Where are you from, commander?

Uh, Southern Virginia.
Accent give me away?

Yeah, a little, heh.

Southerners
are supposed to be polite,

if it's all the same to you,
like to get up speed on this case.

Well, I applaud the initiative.

Why don't you start with these?
They ought to bring you up to speed.

Aye, aye, sir.

Why didn't you stop?

I was intent on getting my
team to the rendezvous point on time.

But you were in a police pursuit.

I thought they were part
of the exercise, ma'am.

You were aware of the op orders.
Authorities weren't part of the game.

In these exercises, they throw all
different kinds of things at us, ma'am.

Last month, it was a fender-bender.

An EMS guy held us up
while they loaded an ambulance.

We got to our rendezvous point
a half an hour late.

It turns out the entire thing
was staged.

My team got dinged

because we didn't find
a creative solution to the problem.

Well, you certainly got
more creative this time.

Sheriff said you were speeding,
55 in a 45 zone, lieutenant.

I don't see the humour, lieutenant.

You don't know the police in that town,
commander.

Are you saying they're lying?

The good old boys with the tin badges
have a way of adding miles per hour.

Still no excuse for leading them
on a dangerous high-speed chase.

I am trained in handling speed,
ma'am.

I regret the fact that the deputy did not
possess same level of skill in training.

If he had, I wouldn't be sitting here.

I should warn you,
displays of arrogance

won't win you friends in court.

I am sorry that you perceive me
as arrogant.

I call it confidence.

Confident you're better
than everyone else?

Because I made myself that way,
ma'am.

I almost didn't make the SEALs.

I was a D-back in college
and my knees took a beating.

Ten K runs damn near killed me.

It got so that every step
was like a knife.

I realised I had to make a choice.

I could either ring that bell and quit
or I could suck it up.

So I toughed it out.

And what's more,
I made myself a leader.

In this case, lead poorly, lieutenant.

I regret what happened.

Truly.

But at the time,

I thought that what I was doing
was the best thing for my team.

As defence counsel,
that's a tough sell.

You do realise that?

I have assessed the situation,
ma'am.

But I am a SEAL.

And that's all
that I've ever wanted to be.

I made a mistake, a tragic mistake.

But I just hope that there is a way
that I can stay a SEAL.

Commander Rabb,
just finished these case files.

I'm feeling very confident
about this case.

Hmm, I'm glad to hear it,
commander.

- I have a question about the charges.
Sir.

Negligent homicide
too heavy for you?

Too light, sir.

Based on evidence,
Lieutenant Reynolds crossed the line

into reckless endangerment,

with foreseeable
and lethal consequences.

- Going for the homerun, huh?
- Well, like my daddy says,

"Why throw a curve
when you can bring on the heat?"

Your daddy was a baseball player?

Tobacco farmer, sir,
here in Virginia.

Like my granddaddy
and his daddy before him.

Well, I see you didn't go
into the family business.

Uh, no.
Got three brothers, commander.

All lawyers.

Of course, I'm the only one
that's not suing the tobacco companies

so I still get a smile
when I walk through the front door.

Well, I'll give your suggestion
some consideration, commander.

Thank you, sir.

Colonel.
- Commander.

How's Manetti doing?

She's enthusiastic.

Yeah, I don't get it.
Manetti, that's Italian, isn't it?

Uh, she probably got divorced
and kept the name.

Or it's more misinformation.
Part of the spy package.

Are you sure you're not jumping
to a conclusion?

All I see is a female officer
doing her job.

You're not gonna start singing
that old song again?

I'm just saying
if the commander were a guy,

she'd be a part of the SECNAV's
boys' club, not Mata Hari.

You're not gonna give it up,
are you?

A woman with connections
can't be powerful and well-positioned.

She has to be a spy,
have an agenda.

Well, it's odd
you should mention that

because the commander was just
discussing her agenda with me.

Really? What?

She wants to raise the stakes
to involuntary manslaughter.

What?

That's dishonourable discharge, Harm.
Ten years' confinement.

Well, the charge fits the crime, Mac.

After all, she is just a female officer
doing her job.

- I'm gonna win on character.
- Good luck.

Harriet?

Yeah?

When did we get a piano?

My mom thought lessons
might be nice for Little A.J.

So they bought us a piano?

Well, we talked about introducing him
to music.

They loaned us the money
to buy this house.

Now they're gonna furnish it for us?

Bud, it's just a piano.

How much did it cost, Harriet?

I'll get it.

Admiral, Tiner. Hi. Come in.

I thought we'd come by
and see how everything was going.

- Hope we're not imposing.
No, sir. Hello.

- Hello.
- Hey, lieutenant.

I brought you DVDs, sir.

Director's editions
of first two Star Trek movies.

Came with a communicator
keychain.

- Cool. Thanks, Tiner.
- You're welcome, sir.

Heh, oh, Commander Turner sent his,
uh, copy of Silent Triumph to you.

Pfft!

Seven hundred and fifty pages.

Mm-hm. I think the merlot should get
you through the first hundred.

That is really nice of you, admiral.

Great house, lieutenant.

Uh, it's not the old place, but it'll do.

How about the dime tour?

You got it, sir.

I've been, uh, bunking in the den here,
so I haven't actually been upstairs.

But Harriet assures me
there's a master bedroom up there.

Take a look.

Uh, I think we'll wait until you can
show us the upstairs yourself.

Okay, sir. The kitchen is this way.

Sheriff, you're the head of Somerville
Police Department, correct?

Such as it is.

Just two men now,
three old police cruisers,

two working radios.

My junior deputy's wife bought him
a cell phone, he's our high-tech boy.

Your statement, sheriff,
indicates you were unaware

of the Naval exercises
being conducted that morning.

Me and my deputies
were in the dark.

Our fax machine's
pretty hinky most times.

And the phone call from the Navy?

Missed it that morning.

Deputy Burr gave me a shout, needed
help with a domestic-disturbance call.

I left the station.
The machine took it.

We don't have anyone on duty
answering phones.

But you do have a working radio.

You received dispatch
from Deputy Gault, correct?

He was in pursuit of two white males
in a car.

Out-of-state plates.
They were speeding.

- How fast were they going, sheriff?
Fifty-five in a 45 zone.

Speeds well in excess of that
during the pursuit.

And the deputy was unaware
he was pursing Navy SEALs

involved in an official exercise,
correct?

It was just a normal traffic stop.

Of course,

- it turned out not to be.
Thank you, sheriff.

Commander, you're the officer
who organised this exercise, correct?

That's correct, commander.

Now, when you conduct an exercise
of this nature,

you notify local law enforcement?

We send a fax,
we call the morning of the mission.

And if the local police
fail to receive notification?

Well, there are written op orders

in the event that they cross paths with
civilian authorities, SEALs are to obey.

And if need be,
identify themselves and their activity.

So then when Lieutenant Reynolds
evaded the police cruiser,

he was disobeying regulations?

Unfortunately, yes.

Thank you, commander.
That'll be all.

Are you familiar with
an exercise last month

where a traffic accident was staged

to prevent Lieutenant Reynolds' team
reaching their objective...

Objection. Lieutenant Reynolds
is on trial here, not the exercise.

I'm merely trying to supply context
for my client's actions.

- I'll allow it.
Yes.

I'm familiar with the staged accident,
colonel.

A petty officer posed
as an EMS worker.

Wouldn't you interpret that
as a civilian authority?

In the broad sense.

The lieutenant was held up
for half an hour.

Lieutenant Reynolds
was dressed down

for arriving late to rendezvous,
isn't that right?

It was a challenge. He failed.

Isn't it understandable
lieutenant might interpret

a seemingly unwarranted traffic stop
as yet another staged challenge?

I can see where he might arrive
at that conclusion, colonel.

Thank you, commander.

- Miss Cavanaugh.
Relax, Jason.

- I can show myself in.
Yes, ma'am.

A.J., I know you're busy,

but I just wanted to bring you
a little morning pick-you-up.

Well, that's a pleasant surprise.
Tiner?

I thought you might like

my grandmother's cinnamon
breakfast loaf.

Mm, mm.

Smells so delicious.
Is that, uh...? Is that vanilla?

No.

Oh, uh, I must have put it in the bag
next to my vanilla votive candles.

- Ah!
- Listen, A.J., about Saturday.

I've brought brochures.

And we can go horseback riding,
sea kayaking or hang-gliding.

I say we do all three.

I was, uh, thinking of something
a little quieter.

See A Midsummer's Night Dream
in town

and maybe an intimate dinner
afterwards?

An intimate dinner sounds nice.

But, A.J.,
I teach Shakespeare all week long

to heavy-lidded college kids.

- By the weekend, I need some action.
- Yeah.

Do you think Commander Rabb can be
talked into those flying lessons?

- I'll talk to him.
- Great, heh.

We'll do this stuff next weekend.

Ciao.
- Bye.

First, thank you, Miss Kendrick,
for coming in.

I know that this is difficult for you.

I need you to paint a picture
of your fiancé for the court.

Ray was a good man, commander.

He was going to be a good husband.

And he was a fine police officer.

Records show him
to be a brave man,

one who didn't shy away
from trouble.

He was good at his job.

Where most people could get
hot-headed, he just stayed cool.

Did you ever know Ray
to act negligently or irresponsibly?

- No. Never. Ask anyone.
Thank you.

Your witness.

Miss Kendrick,
I appreciate your being here.

Sorry for your loss.

You describe your fiancé as a man
who kept his emotions in check.

That's right.

Did he ever talk to you
about his experiences in the Navy?

Relevance?
Government's raised the issue

of the deceased's
emotional state of mind.

I am only continuing the discussion.

I'll allow it.

You may answer the question,
Miss Kendrick.

I know Ray went into the Navy
for two years after high school.

Did you know he tried
to become a SEAL?

Yes.

He didn't make it.
He rang the bell, correct?

That's right, colonel.

Did he talk about what happened?

He said he couldn't take it.

The exhaustion,

going days with almost no sleep,

swimming miles
in the freezing ocean,

shivering on the beach
until he almost passed out.

So he quit?

It's understandable, colonel.

Just as it would be understandable

if after an experience like that,
the deputy might have hated SEALs,

resented them,
maybe even had something to prove

when he raced after
Lieutenant Reynolds that morning.

Ray hated washing out
of the SEALs,

but he loved his time in the Navy

and he still loved the SEALs.

He respected them, colonel.

I have no further questions.

As the court martial
of Lieutenant Brad Reynolds

stretches into a second week,

protesters gathered at this vigil today
in Somerville, Virginia

for Deputy Sheriff Ray Gault,

the local lawman killed in
a high-speed chase with Navy SEALs.

Today's protesters held prayer...

You can answer all those people's
prayers now, Harm.

My offer is still on the table.

Heh, may it rest in peace.

I'm still gonna win on character.

Mac, if you go to character,
it is really over.

I see your new colleague's
putting in the hours.

Uh, well, she's motivated, Mac.

Her father's a farmer.
Raises tobacco right here in Virginia.

He was a big contributor to the new
SECNAV's last senate campaign.

- Really?
- Hmm.

So Daddy got her the job.

I guess so.

I thought Sheffield was anti-tobacco
when he was senator.

Huh!

You know, when facing fall elections,
principles go out of season quickly.

Do I detect an anti-Manetti tone?

Well, I'll admit, Mac, I am having
a problem with the commander.

Yeah? What is it?

I'm finding it difficult to dislike her.

Oh, I can help you with that.

What happened to female solidarity?

It went out the window when
she decided my client was a killer.

You've served with
Lieutenant Reynolds.

- Is he a good leader?
Oh, yes, ma'am.

I found that
there are two kinds of officers.

When you're dying
at the end of a five-mile hike

uphill with a 50-pound pack,

there are those
that will scream at you from the top

and those
that will run down alongside you,

yank you up if need be.

The lieutenant leads by example,
ma'am.

Do you believe
on the morning in question

that he was acting
like a good leader?

He thought
he was doing the right thing.

And that's good enough for me,
ma'am.

Thank you, petty officer.

Did you think it was right, petty officer,
running from the police?

Uh, we couldn't be sure
they weren't part of the exercise.

Ah.

Did you think
they were part of the exercise?

No, ma'am. I didn't.

Thank you, Petty Officer Pittman.

Deputy Burr,

Deputy Gault was camped out
on Johnson's Mill Road

- that morning, correct?
- That's right.

Other than Naval base traffic, there's
not much activity on that road, right?

It's slow most times.

Two males in a sedan,

out-of-state plates
on Johnson's Mill Road,

it's a safe assumption
they were Navy personnel,

- SEALs, isn't it?
- SEALs, yes.

SEALs on exercise, no.

Uh, Gault clocked the lieutenant's car
going ten miles over the speed limit.

- Is that correct?
Yeah, that's right.

The radar gun that was recovered
from Deputy Gault's car undamaged.

Can I assume
this is the radar gun that he used?

We've only got one. That's it.

Have you used this gun?
I sure have.

Would you show me how it works,
please?

Go ahead. Point it at, uh...

Point it at Commander Rabb.

Take a reading.

What does the gun say?

It says ten miles per hour.

Didn't realise the commander
moved that quick.

We had a lab check
your department's radar gun.

Did you know that the calibration
was off by ten miles per hour?

- No, I didn't.
That would mean

Lieutenant Reynolds was driving
at the speed limit that morning.

If the gun was off that day, yeah.

Sheriff said your fax machine
was hinky.

Guess your radar gun's kind of hinky,
too, wouldn't you say?

I can understand how the deputy
thought the lieutenant was speeding,

but if he was driving
at the speed limit,

can't you understand
how the lieutenant might have thought

the deputy was chasing him
for another reason?

Like maybe he was a part
of the exercise?

- Objection. Calls for speculation.
- Withdrawn.

Commander,
do you have a second?

Yes, sir.
- Um...

Walk with me.

I need to ask a little favour.

- Name it, sir.
- Um...

Remember when Meredith, uh...?

Remember
when Meredith mentioned

she was interested
in taking flying lessons?

Oh, no. Please, sir.

Commander, I completely
understand your reluctance,

but, uh, my back
is against the wall here.

She's been dreaming up
these weekend plans

hell, this is the safest one.

Safe for who, sir?

Ugh, look, all I'm suggesting is that...

This may sound mean,
but just take her up, get her sick.

Cure her of this flying bug.

Is this an order, sir?

Of course not, commander, heh.

I'II, uh, come up with another idea.

When, sir?

1500 Saturday?

All right, admiral. I'll gas up Sarah.

Sarah? I didn't know you named your
Stearman after Colonel Mackenzie.

- Uh, it's after my grandmother, admiral.
- Oh, right.

I owe you one, commander.

It can't be easy, sir.
Harriet's being great.

Except when she's babying me.

Sometimes I feel like a little kid.

She loves you, sir.
She just wants to take care of you.

I guess you're right.

How are you surviving
Lieutenant Singer?

It's not me you should
worry about, sir.

She spent three days trying
to find the Starbucks on the ship

before someone finally told her
it doesn't exist.

I only looked for an hour.

And she gets seasick every day.

I don't believe it.

I'm actually feeling sorry for Singer.

Pretty scary, sir.
That she is.

Take care of yourself, Jen.

You too, sir.

I thought that the police
were a part of the exercise, ma'am.

I made a split-second decision.

Did you think the police cruiser
would chase you?

Not like that. No.

I took it as another staged event,
like the phoney accident last month.

When the police cruiser
continued his pursuit at high speed,

why didn't you stop then?

Ma'am, at that speed with the deputy
on top of me, it wasn't safe.

I've been trained
in evasive manoeuvres,

and I was concerned
for the safety of myself

and that of Petty Officer Pittman.

You refer to your SEAL training.

Do you believe what you did
was in keeping with that training?

Yes, I do believe
that my actions that day

were in keeping
with what I have been trained to do.

Still, I deeply regret what happened.

Thank you, lieutenant.

Lieutenant.

- Commander.
- May I have a moment, Your Honour?

- Wondered if you were gonna make it.
- I'm sorry, sir.

Lieutenant, are you familiar with
the op orders governing this exercise?

As they exist on paper, yes, sir.

"In the event of an encounter
with law-enforcement authorities,

you are to identify yourself and
your activity and offer no resistance."

- That's pretty clear, isn't it?
- Yes, sir.

Yet you chose to disobey
these orders, lieutenant.

I had cause to believe
that that traffic stop was bogus, sir.

Your Honour, new information has just
come to the government's attention.

Objection.
We haven't seen this, Your Honour.

This has just come to light,
Your Honour, and it goes to past acts.

I'll allow it. Go on, commander.

Are you familiar with the Red Lion
Tavern in Somerville, lieutenant?

I've been there. Yes, sir.

I have an arrest report
from ten days prior to the incident

in which a SEAL,
Petty Officer Francis Garvey,

was arrested for assaulting an officer
during a bar-room brawl.

Your name's mentioned.

Do you remember the incident?

I would not call it a brawl, sir.

What would you call it, lieutenant?

An altercation, sir.

I was on liberty
with some of the guys, having beers.

Petty Officer Garvey saw Deputy Gault
sitting with Deputy Burr.

He went over to them
to have a discussion.

What did they discuss, lieutenant?

Speeding tickets, sir.

He told the deputies
that he felt it was out of line

for them to be targeting SEALs.

Deputy Gault got in his face.

The petty officer pushed him.

He fell back,
but there were no punches thrown, sir.

- Were any other SEALs arrested?
No, sir.

I interceded.
I was the ranking officer in the room.

How did you intercede, lieutenant?

I stepped
between the deputies and the SEALs.

- Is that all?
I told the deputies

that if they were to continue
to harass the SEALs,

that they would be sorry.

You threatened the police officers?

You challenged them to a fight,
is that it?

That was not my intent, sir, no.

Just like it wasn't your intent
to engage the deputy

in a high-speed chase
which led to his death?

Objection. Counsel is providing
his own testimony.

Withdrawn.

Thank you. I have no further
questions, Your Honour.

Do you, uh, wanna try and redirect?
Damage control?

How do you patch the Titanic?

The budget hearings start soon.

I have every intention of getting
more than our fair share.

Good to hear, Mr. Secretary.

Uh, how's Manetti working out?

She seems to know
what she's doing.

I told you, she's an ace.

Hey, here she is. Tracy, hi.

Mr. Secretary.

Admiral.

- How are they treating you?
- Fine, sir. Thank you for asking.

I've known her since she was this high
and she was formidable even then.

- How does lunch sound next week?
- You'll have to ask the admiral.

No, he can spare you for an hour.

- Good seeing you, admiral.
- Yes, sir.

Admiral, if I may?

I'd like to say for the record, sir,

that whatever agenda
the secretary is pursuing,

my dad is his long-time
campaign donor, not me.

I'm grateful for the opportunity, but
I don't expect any special treatment.

Well, commander,
you won't be disappointed.

- Carry on.
- Thank you, sir.

Why didn't you tell us
about the run-in?

It was just guys being guys, ma'am.

It doesn't look like that now.

Looks like you had a beef
with a deputy sheriff

whom you then sent crashing
to his death.

We didn't have a beef, ma'am.

Nothing would have even happened
if the sheriff hadn't showed up

and started stirring things up.

- The sheriff was involved?
- He was the instigator, sir.

Petty Officer Garvey
and Deputy Gault were arguing.

Just words. It ended.
Deputy Gault backed off.

That's when the sheriff
started goading him on.

Well, what did he do?

He shamed him in front of everyone.

He told all the SEALs
how the deputy rang the bell

and washed out of the programme.

He then called the deputy a coward.

That's why the deputy
got in the petty officer's face?

Yes, ma'am.
That's what started the shoving match.

Let's pay the sheriff
another visit tomorrow.

Yeah.

I've got it, sweetie.

Commander, hi.
Hey.

How are you?
I'm good.

- Come in.
- Nice to see you. Thank you.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Bud, how are you feeling?
- Great.

Great to see you, sir.

Wow! Whew!

- Look at that TV.
- Heh.

Man, if you had surround
sound, you could charge admission.

L... It does have surround sound, sir.

Whew! Whoa!

Nice. Hey, listen,
I didn't know what you needed

so I got you something
you didn't need.

Uh, I hope you like it.

The virtual tour
of the starship Enterprise.

You know,
Tiner brought around some DVDs.

I can probably
start my own convention.

You know,
it has some cool features on the back.

Colonel. Hi.
Hi.

- How are you?
- Good. Good to see you.

- You too.
- Hey.

- Hi. How are you doing, Bud?
- Hi. Good, colonel.

I thought since you and Little A.J.
Were spending time together...

Oh, that's great. Thank you.

Sweetie, why don't you sit down?

Colonel, commander,
I was about to make lunch.

- You like to stay?
- Let's order Chinese.

They deliver.

- Okay. I'll make the call.
- No, no. I'll call.

Okay. You guys, uh, can take a self-tour
and, uh, we'll catch up in a minute.

- Okay.
- Okay.

I guess everyone's struggling to deal.

Yeah.

So you got plans this weekend?

No, I've got a courtroom disaster
to recover from.

- You?
- Well, actually, uh, heh,

I have a potential disaster
of my own brewing.

Woo-hoo!

Commander, this is outstanding.

Ooh!

Woo-hoo!

All right, Meredith, it's your turn.

Take the stick
and gently ease it forward.

Oh, this is positively ethereal.

All right, Meredith...
I love this!

Meredith,
let me have the stick back.

- Meredith, let go of the stick.
- Oh!

- Meredith, let me have the stick.
- Oh, I don't...

Oh, oh.

Hey, I wonder if I can see A.J.

Look out.
You're standing on the rudder.

There's a tall man
standing over by the hangar.

Do you think that's A. J?

Meredith, get off the rudder!

Oh, sorry.

I think I'm getting the hang of this,
commander.

Do you think I'm ready
to solo the next one?

I think it's time for ground school.

Oh, you mean we're going down?

Landing, yes.

Well, do you need any help,
commander?

No.

No, no, no.

No.

Good.

Woo-hoo!

A.J., that was so exhilarating.

Can't wait to do it again.

I thought we've been through
this. I didn't get the fax, colonel.

You mind if we check the machine?

Help yourself.

This is Lieutenant Colonel Mackenzie,
JAG.

I need the number
for the fax machine used

to send out SEAL notifications
of exercises.

Thank you.

What's going on?

Your fax-received log
shows a call from the SEAL base

was received one week
before Deputy Gault was killed.

Told you, colonel. Didn't get it.

Hello?
Yeah, now's not a good time, honey.

Let me call you back.

Sorry about that.

- Colonel?
- I think we're done here.

Thank you, sheriff.

Y'all come back, you hear?

Tiner, thanks for giving up
your Saturday night.

No problem, ma'am. I've got
the deputy's cell phone records.

On a weekend?

You didn't break any laws,
did you, Tiner?

The gunny left me a list
of his contacts, sir.

Hard to break the law
when you're talking to it.

There it is.

The call to the sheriff the morning
the Navy sent notification.

A domestic disturbance.

Actually,
he made two calls to the sheriff.

Look at the times.

- Good work, Tiner.
- Thank you, ma'am.

In your statement,
you said you received a cell-phone call

from Deputy Burr on the morning
of the accident, correct?

That's right. He needed help
with a domestic disturbance.

What time did that call come in?

A little before 7, I think.
- Six fifty-eight.

We checked the records.

Actually, he made a second call,
didn't he?

Yeah, I forgot. He'd scribbled down
the address, left it back at the diner.

He had to go get it.

He called back five minutes later
at 7:03.

Sounds about right.

And you were in the office then?
Yes, colonel.

Hmm, with the calls on that line,
do you pick them up

or screen them
and let the machine pick up?

Depends on the situation.

Like whether it's a call from the Navy
notifying you of a SEAL exercise?

Should we object, sir?

According to their records,
the Navy called at exactly 0700.

You were there. You heard
the message. Isn't that right?

Not only were you notified, you knew
when the SEALs were gonna be

on Johnson's Mill Road.

Why else would you have
Deputy Gault staked out there?

According to your own statement,

you were in radio contact
with Deputy Gault.

I responded to the call, yeah.

You told him to pursue the lieutenant

even though you knew
the SEALs were on an exercise

and you were supposed
to stay on the sidelines. Right?

You're the one who instigated
the confrontation, aren't you, sheriff?

That night at the bar
and again that morning

when you ordered your deputy
to pull over the SEALs.

They were speeding, broke the law.

No, sheriff. You broke the law

when you lied under oath
about the notification.

And you broke the public trust
when you sent your deputy

on a reckless and fatal chase.

Nothing further, Your Honour.

The government has no questions
for this witness, Your Honour.

Very well.

I'm sure the state's attorney
will have plenty.

This court is adjourned.

The government's agreed to a deal.

You plead to negligent homicide.

Given the circumstances,
there will be no confinement,

but you'll take a reduction in pay rate.

There's no guarantee you'll return
to duty as a SEAL, lieutenant.

But the colonel and I will do everything
during Navy's administrative review.

Thank you for everything that you've
already done, colonel, commander.

You're welcome.
Glad to do it.

But I'm not sure that I can go back.

I've been thinking about Deputy Gault,
that I'm responsible for his death.

Deputy washed out of the SEALs
because he couldn't hack it.

My training holds me
to a high standard,

one that I don't think I've met.

I think I rang the bell on myself
that morning when I led that chase.

- Are you sure about that, lieutenant?
I'm sure about one thing.

I still wanna serve my country.

I want to stay in the Navy.

I'm just not sure
that I'm still worthy to be a SEAL.

Colonel. Commander.

- Did he take the deal?
- On his own terms.

Lieutenant's taking responsibility
for what happened.

He's volunteered
to take a career hit.

Sounds like a SEAL.

Yes, it does.