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Let's go. We need to secure this building.

I want two Marines in every hatch. Let's go.

Secure the top. Make it so.

Clear. Clear.

I need three bodies on the other side of this building.

Wilson. Judd. Let's go. Move out.

Clear. Check those documents.

Clear.

Ahmed. Yeah, Tom?

Translate.

This needs to go to CENTCOM.

What is it? An Iraqi intelligence report.

There's Stinger missiles in the hands of terrorists in Paraguay.

This looks like a list of possible targets in the United States.

All right. Let's gather this stuff up and get out of here. Let's go.

You wanted to see me, sir? Have a seat.

Mr. Webb. Colonel.

We've just received word that Sadik Fahd

is in possession of more than 100 Stinger missiles.

Sadik Fahd is in line

for the lifetime achievement award in terrorism.

Iranian born, he served as Arafat's bodyguard in the '70s.

Later he joined Hezbollah in Lebanon.

Was he part of the bombing at the Marine barracks?

Yes. He also fought in Afghanistan where he hooked up with al Qaeda.

- Where are the Stinger missiles? South America.

Paraguay to be precise.

Weapons were purchased piecemeal on the international arms market

by a Paraguayan drug dealer named Raul Garcia.

In turn, he sold them to Sadik.

And we believe Sadik intends to use the weapons

against targets in the U.S.

Webb's requested that you be assigned to him TAD. I've agreed.

Whatever it is, sir, I'm on board.

Needs a wife.

- Sir? - Pregnant wife.

This is a stretch, even for you, Webb.

As you know, Webb's been stationed Tierra del Fuego.

His cover is an American arms dealer.

A married arms dealer,

with the wife and the family way.

You're the logical choice as my soul mate.

You're a woman, a Marine with weapons expertise.

And like Sadik, you speak Farsi.

Like any number of CIA operatives you have access to. Why me?

I'm not at liberty to discuss the reasons for tapping you, colonel.

I see.

Well, there's just one little snag in your plan.

I'm not pregnant.

I can take care of that.

Sir, oh, it's great to have you back.

Well, it's nice to be back, Harriet.

- How are you doing? - I'm good. Except for the oedema.

My legs are the envy of sumo wrestlers everywhere, sir. Heh, heh.

Good morning, commander. We sure are happy for you.

Thank you, Tiner. How is law school?

Graduate in three weeks, sir.

- Way to go. - Thank you.

Good to see you on the upswing, sir.

No thanks to you, Coates. Come on, where's your sense of humour?

- Sir, about my testimony. L... - It was pretty damning.

Yes, sir.

You could have lied.

I considered it, commander.

The fact that you didn't supports my faith in your character, Coates.

- Is that for me? - Yes, sir. I sorted it for you.

Thank you.

You'd think they'd have the courtesy to put it back.

- NCIS did this? - You were their chief suspect.

It'll take weeks to put back together.

Good excuse to redecorate.

It's good to see you. Congratulations.

All I did was sit in a cell.

You could still be sitting there.

Yeah, that's true. I owe Agent Gibbs a debt of gratitude.

What was your reaction when they charged Lindsey?

I'm moving on, Sturgis. One foot in front of the other.

Very enlightened of you.

There's nothing else I can do.

So how about you, huh? How are you doing?

- I have a bit of a problem, actually. - You don't have problems.

It concerns the Lieutenant Duncan case.

- Was that the software thief? - The one you and Mac busted.

His case will be reviewed

in the Navy-Marine Court of Criminal Appeals.

So that's good news. You were his defence attorney.

The brief was filed by his civilian attorney.

They're claiming ineffective assistance of counsel.

Two weeks ago, I made contact with Raul Garcia.

Now, Garcia is the arms middleman

who bought the Stinger missile parts on the black market

from Russia, China, and Afghanistan.

He sold them to Sadik Fahd.

The problem is, we don't know Sadik Fahd's whereabouts

or where he has the Stingers hidden.

So, what's the plan?

Sadik Fahd Stinger's are cobbled together from surplus parts.

They're missing one key component:

An upgrade that makes them fly straight.

Always an advantage with a missile or a man.

So here's the deal.

I told Raul Garcia I have circuit boards to upgrade the Stingers.

He buys the boards from me with diamonds,

sells them to Sadik Fahd in exchange for uncut coke.

So we get the diamonds, Garcia gets the coke

and Sadik gets whatever he needs to make the missiles work?

The upgrade package leads us to Sadik.

First, we get the Stingers back.

Then we eliminate both Raul Garcia and Sadik Fahd.

It's simple in concept, difficult in execution.

I feel like the Goodyear blimp.

Uh, thank you, Rosa.

And thank you, colonel, for just getting the both of us killed.

I thought you wanted a Farsi speaker.

I want a Farsi listener.

So I should be seen but not heard? Is that what you want, Webb?

Look, I want you to monitor conversations, not respond.

Otherwise, the last sound that you will hear

immediately after letting our enemies know you speak Farsi

will be a bullet passing through your brain.

Point taken.

They're real.

They ought to be. Drag your pregnant wife through the jungle,

- it's the least you can do. - Turn around.

The necklace has 91 radiant-cut diamonds

with a total of 21.1 carats.

The centre diamond is 2.05 carats.

Clarity VS1. Colour G. Platinum mounting.

Remember that as if your life depended on it, Sarah.

Why?

Because I told Raul Garcia I'm married to a diamond expert.

So unless you can tell the real thing from cubic zirconia,

our cover is blown.

Next thing, we're both lying dead in the street.

No pressure then.

- Besides, I don't wanna be cheated. - Who does?

Why diamonds?

It's the perfect currency.

Diamonds possess many advantages. They're easy to hide,

they do not set off alarms and they cannot be sniffed by dogs.

And they can readily be converted to cash.

Take this stone for example.

It is an icy, winter white, set in platinum.

But the mounting hides a tiny fracture.

Give me your hand, Sarah.

With this ring, I thee wed.

Hmm, you do know how to treat a girl.

I need to see you over here for a moment.

You know, diamonds are like people, colonel.

Very often, the imperfections are hidden.

Lieutenant? Yes, sir.

What have you got on your plate now?

Nothing, sir. You got a morsel for a starving attorney?

I got a full-course meal. Thank you, petty officer.

Should be an interesting case for you.

You may remember a lieutenant I defended

charged with sabotaging military software

in order to turn it around and develop it

- at a video-game company. - Yeah.

The adequacy of my defence is being challenged on appeal.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

I'd like to suggest the admiral assign you

to represent the government at oral argument.

I'd be honoured, sir. And it'd be nice to be on the other side this time.

Uh, I'm just curious, why me, sir?

I trust you, lieutenant.

You prosecuted at my trial, sir.

That's what makes it interesting, isn't it?

- Hey. - Hi. Are you entertaining?

Uh, no. I'm just entertaining myself.

I just came by to see how you were after all you've been through.

Well, uh, so far, no one's accused me of murder.

Well, it's early yet.

That's true.

Whoa.

- What? - Something you wanna tell me?

Hmm, plenty.

How did you hide this?

Bigger clothes.

There's a story here somewhere.

Listen, I'm going away.

- Where? - Can't say.

- For how long? - Don't know.

This has Webb written all over it.

He needed a pregnant wife. I'm his cover story.

- Is it dangerous? - Very.

I travel to Paraguay tonight.

But I needed to know that you were okay.

You've been through a lot lately.

I'm coming back, you know.

I don't want you to go, Mac.

Why is it that you're only like this when I have one foot out the door?

Your interest always fades

when I might actually be in a position to return it.

Mac.

I will bring the car out front around 9 a.m.

After you take your breakfast and I am at your beck and call.

Gracias.

We have arranged a corner room.

You have a long view of the street, Señor Webb.

Williams, Alvaro.

- Don't forget. - Right.

I will not make that mistake again.

Until tomorrow, Señor Williams.

We've been expecting you.

I did not think I would find someone so beautiful.

A swank hotel suite, our own CIA driver.

You really pulled out all the stops, Webb.

Uh, keep in mind your condition, darling.

Oh, right. How could I forget?

Why did you make up a story about this?

Well, at first, it was to explain your absence.

Then I figured it put me in a better light.

They like kids.

Everyone likes kids.

Yeah, but they're special down here.

They're not just born one day and put into day care the next.

Alvaro did his job.

You ever want kids?

Funny time to ask.

You have to find the right man, right time and place.

Well, you have the right man, don't you?

- You really believe that? - Rabb wouldn't be my choice.

He's too oblivious.

But you do need somebody who can stand up to you.

There's a difference between stand up to and run right over the top of.

You shouldn't have trouble drawing the line.

Really? How much luck have you had with Harm?

And why all the relationship advice?

I don't see any women in your life.

Except you.

I'm just a rental.

I've had my share of women.

Yeah, I counted three when Harm and I were in Australia.

They were all taller than you

and their bust size was large than their IQ.

Ah.

- Are you close to anyone, Webb? - My mother.

Hmm, just what every girl wants to hear.

I hope you do know diamonds from A to Z.

When we meet Garcia in the morning, you have to know your stuff.

Some people take a lifetime to learn about diamonds.

- I'll do that. - Thanks.

You look good with half a million dollars hanging around your neck.

Thank you.

- Would you mind turning around? - Yes.

Suit yourself.

Which side do you want?

- Of what? - The bed.

Oh. The one that you're not in.

- Commander. How are you, sir? - Uh, no better than you, apparently.

Well, you're back in your old digs, huh?

Now that Commander Manetti's moved on.

Yeah. Listen, I was talking to Sturgis.

I'm surprised that he has faith in me to handle the Duncan appeal, sir.

Come on, Bud, you're a natural,

especially since you were already a defendant in the Massuco case.

Gives you perspective.

You know, it's just ever since I came back, I haven't felt on top of my game.

I guess I've been trying too hard to regain everyone else's respect.

What makes you think you lost it?

Well, that seems to be the general impression around here, sir.

I wasn't able to pick up where I left off.

I was given grunt work, thrown a few minor cases.

You even passed me up at first, sir.

Well, actually, that's why I'm here, Bud. I'd like to help.

- You interested? - You asking to be my co-counsel, sir?

Judge.

I would like the court to focus primarily on defence counsel's failure to attack

the military's jurisdictional assumptions.

We believe that the appellant should not, in fact,

have been subject to the UCMJ in the first place,

and that defence counsel was derelict in failing to raise this issue at trial.

I'm sorry. Uh, can we stop for a minute, sir?

Uh, this is one small paragraph on page 18 of the appellant's brief.

Can't imagine the attorney would think he'd get much from it.

- Why not, sir? Commander Turner understood

you either have jurisdiction or you don't.

Lieutenant Duncan didn't cash out. It's cut and dried.

Look, I thought the idea of a moot court was to prepare you for left turns, Bud.

I understand that, sir, but this seems a bit of a stretch.

The lieutenant was never informed

that his release from active duty wasn't final.

Commander Turner failed to argue this in court.

Mac would have argued that all the relevant information

was in his service record.

That's an assumption, sir. Shouldn't he have tried everything?

I don't think failure to do so would constitute

an ineffective assistance of counsel.

Look, by not arguing lack of jurisdiction,

commander missed an opportunity to knock the government's case out, Bud.

It's an interesting angle.

Especially since there's no dispositive case law on the subject.

I just don't know, sir.

I was planning on focusing on the arguments that they brought up first.

The lieutenant wasn't given his Article 31 rights

by you or Colonel MacKenzie.

We didn't give his Article 31 rights

because at the time, we didn't think he was subject to the UCMJ.

- Exactly, sir. - A technicality that could be exploited.

Bud, Tiner's onto something.

You should look out for it. Nice work, Tiner.

You're gonna make a hell of a lawyer one day.

Thank you, sir.

Here she is at last. Raul, my wife.

I am honoured to know you, Mrs. Williams. Please be seated.

Thank you. And it's Jane.

I've ordered a caña for you, señor.

And for you, Jane, and for your baby, herbal tea.

Gracias.

You have travelled a long way.

I go where my husband needs me.

You should not wear such an expensive necklace

on the street in Ciudad del Este.

Unless those stones are paste.

No, I would know if they were. 2.05 carats.

Surrounding it are 91 diamonds, radiant-cut, totalling 21.1 carats.

- The colour is F. - G.

- Clarity VS2. - VS1.

Not a bruise, cloud, needle, twining, wistful pinpoint in sight.

So you know what you own.

Yes, and tomorrow we will know what you own.

We'll see if you are who you say you are and whether you can be trusted.

You see, you should know this.

I will not allow my husband to be cheated.

I will call your cell phone with directions as you go.

And I will bring only a driver.

I will have only my driver.

Admiral.

- Time on target? - Twelve hundred, sir. Mark, mark.

- Point of contact? - Fourteen-fifteen, sir.

After the meal, you'll signal the waiter with your eyes.

He'll deliver the engagement ring on a silver tray,

set it on the table in front of Miss Cavanaugh.

Excellent.

Thank you, sir.

Good luck, admiral.

I'm, uh, glad we're finally able to do this.

What are we doing?

Having lunch.

You're pleased we're having lunch?

I'm pleased that you're finally seeing me again.

I'll accept that.

You're not still mad at me?

That's faded.

Then we're clear on this whole retirement debacle?

I am relieved you're not retiring, yes.

And the marriage thing?

A.J.

I'm... I'm confused.

How is it that someone as well-read as you

becomes so inarticulate when discussing the subject?

I don't know.

I love words and sometimes they fail me.

When that happens, I try to find a simpler way to communicate.

Even Shakespeare couldn't match a true gesture of the heart.

And what is in your heart?

- A. J? - Just a minute.

Just answer the question.

And I'm going to.

- Okay, what's going on? - The waiter has something for you.

Here you go, ma'am.

Do you have an idea how embarrassed I was?!

She paid it. She paid the damn cheque!

You told me you'd set it up, that they knew what was going on.

It took me half an hour to trace the ring down.

Some damn dishwasher was trying it on.

I am so sorry. Sorry my ass!

Listen, numbnuts, you stay out of it! You...

I'm sorry, next time... Hell, no!

There's no next time! You stay out of it!

You just stay out of it! I'll take care of it myself!

Sir... Dismissed!

Aye, aye, sir.

Why aren't you talking, Clay? What's up?

For the past eight months,

I've been in a hellhole at the ends of the earth.

The only reason I got this assignment

was because Tierra del Fuego was close.

The agency needed someone who knew the terrain.

So now you have a second chance.

The reason I'm telling you this, Sarah, is because you're part of it now.

For the first time in my life, I don't trust myself.

I've taken too many chances.

I hope you can live with that.

Do I have a choice?

Why is it that you're only like this when I have one foot out the door?

Your interest always fades

when I might actually be in a position to return it.

Your snoring is killing me.

Nobody's perfect.

Some people aren't even close.

- What about me? - No weapon.

I'm an expert marksman, Clay.

Can't take chance on you being searched.

They find a weapon, who knows what else they might find.

- What if they search you? - They will.

I'm an arms dealer.

Besides, it's expected of me. I'm a man.

Hmm.

You know, when I couldn't sleep again last night

because of the racket you were making,

I took a closer look at this necklace.

There's dried blood in the catch.

Just, uh, where did this necklace come from anyway?

Company property.

Confiscated?

The necklace only recently came into our possession.

Do you ever get used to it? The killing?

Just another day at the office.

You do seem to love your work.

A conscience or a soft heart doesn't play well for a field agent, Sarah.

Then you have a problem, Clay, because you have both.

You've proven that again and again.

Don't overestimate me, Sarah.

- No time for goodness? - Not in my life.

Uh, can I take that for you, sir?

It's a cake, Tiner. - Yes, sir.

On the rose, in the middle of this cake, I'm gonna place the ring.

- Then I'll ask Meredith to cut it. - Good plan, sir.

Now I'm telling you this

because I don't want you to sit on it or throw it at anyone.

Admiral, you have my guarantee that nothing,

and I mean nothing, will happen to this cake.

For whatever the hell good that is.

May it please the court.

My name is Harlan Bradford.

Appearing for the appellant, Lieutenant Jeremy Duncan,

United States Navy.

In question is the grossly deficient and prejudicial performance

of Commander Sturgis Turner,

the appellant's detailed defence counsel.

We intend to prove, as is outlined in our brief,

that during the lieutenant's trial,

the commander was virtually asleep at the wheel

and failed to perform his duties in an objectively reasonable manner.

Excuse me, Mr. Bradford,

but wasn't the evidence against your client overwhelming?

The government's case rested almost entirely

on incriminatory statements made by the accused himself, Your Honour.

We argue that Commander Turner should have,

in the interest of his client,

moved to suppress the admission of these statements.

On what grounds?

On page 18 of our brief,

we've introduced a jurisdictional question.

But the heart of our case is the evidentiary issue

and its constitutional ramification.

JAG investigators, Colonel MacKenzie and Commander Rabb,

failed to apprise Lieutenant Duncan of his Article 31 rights

prior to obtaining the incriminating admission.

But that was because they were under the impression,

as well as your client, that he had been discharged

and was no longer on active duty.

Your Honour, according to the trial court and prosecution,

that impression was incorrect.

A reasonably competent attorney

would have moved to suppress given the unusual facts of this case.

I see deficiency, counsellor, but where's the, uh, prejudice?

Unwarned statements given by Lieutenant Duncan

had a significant affect on the outcome of the trial.

In lieu of his admissions,

the government's case was largely circumstantial.

There was no direct evidence or corroborative witness presented

to indicate that the lieutenant was actually the individual responsible

for sabotaging government property.

You okay, Harriet?

Yes, sir. I'm fine.

- Do your legs hurt? - Yes, sir.

Is there anything I can do?

Not unless you just want to listen to me vent, sir.

The floor's yours.

Well, thank you, sir. I'll be brief, sir.

I don't think of myself as a complainer,

but every single one of my pregnancies has been difficult.

And each one has had it's own set of problems.

And for somebody who wants children as much as I do,

you'd think I'd catch a break. That's all.

I think your frustration is well-deserved, Harriet.

Especially in light of your last experience.

Well, you don't think it sounds ungrateful?

Not coming from you.

Thank you.

- Hey, uh, have you had lunch? - No, sir.

Do you wanna have lunch with me?

Oh, I'd love to, sir, but the thought of traipsing down there...

You're not gonna have to traipse. Feet up.

- Sir? - Feet up. Come on, lieutenant.

May it please the court.

Lieutenant Bud Roberts for the respondent.

Opposing counsel has addressed

what he sees as deficient performance on behalf of the appellant.

Continue, counsellor.

It's, uh... It's easy to look at Commander Turner's performance

in 20-20 hindsight,

but the presumption should be that defensive counsel

uh, made his decisions for legitimate reasons.

And those would be?

That, uh, arguing against admission of his client's testimony

would be difficult.

Given that this was a unique factual scenario

and there exists little case law to help, uh, guide the outcome.

Are you saying that difficult strategies are beyond Commander Turner?

Well, uh, no, Your Honour.

Then what's your point?

Government will acknowledge a lack of aggression

on the part of Commander Turner, but the accused is entitled

only to a constitutionally adequate defence.

It is our opinion that that is what he received.

Enter.

- Do you have a moment, sir? - What is it?

Well, it's, uh...

It's about Colonel MacKenzie's recent assignment, admiral.

What about it?

May I ask the nature of the assignment, sir?

Yes.

- Will you answer me, sir? - No.

Commander, if I hear there's a need for concern,

I won't hesitate to let you know.

Thank you, sir.

I assume that satisfies your curiosity?

Never mind. Dismissed.

Aye, sir.

That was delicious.

You don't cook for me that often.

You want me to do it more?

Well, it beats picking up the cheque.

You know that was an incredible misunderstanding.

Oh, hon, I was joking.

- What are you doing in there anyway? - Dessert.

Oh, that's lovely.

Would you do the honours, please?

Um, there's salad dressing on your shirt.

Deal with it later. Where you going?

It won't come out later. I'm going to get some club soda.

- Meredith. - Ah, here we go.

Come over here.

- What about dessert? - This will only take a minute.

- Well, you come here. - I can see better over here.

A.J., honestly.

You seem so tense. Just relax a little bit.

Did I ever tell you about the time a waiter spilled tomato sauce

all over my skirt?

He was mortified. He tried to get me to clean it up,

but I couldn't because it looked just like South America.

There.

All better.

Oh. Ha, ha, A.J. A. J?

Come on, damn it.

Taxi.

Clay.

Oh.

Petty Officer Coates, do they have high test brewing?

Just ran out, sir.

- Can you brew some more? - Yes, sir.

Sir, I've been collecting messages for Colonel MacKenzie,

but she's not on the TAD board and I'm at a loss as to what to tell people.

She's fine.

- That wasn't my question, sir. - Well, that's the answer.

Is there a reason to be concerned, commander?

- Just brew the coffee, please. - Aye, aye, sir.

"In ancient Rome, a diamond was a get-out-of-jail-free card.

If a criminal could smash a diamond with a hammer and anvil,

he won his freedom.

Diamonds made the iron rebound and the anvil split asunder."

- Or so says Pliny the Elder. - So it never worked.

Hmm, Pliny doesn't say.

Got it. Pull over here, Alvaro.

Yes, Mr. Webb. Mr. Williams.

And now we wait.

Miss Cavanaugh, hello. - Hi, Jason. Is he in?

For his fiancée, ma'am, I think so.

- Hi. - Hi.

I have three questions for you. Answer them yes or no.

Okay.

Were you trying to propose to me at the restaurant?

Yes.

- And at your house? - Yes.

- Do you have a ring? - Yes.

May I see it?

Yes. Yes.

Say it any way you want.

Would you be interested in spending the rest of your life

with a grumpy, sourpuss of an old man?

Especially when you put it that way.

Well, how did it go? - Bud couldn't focus.

- Ended up throwing me to the lions. - You're kidding.

I've never seen him like this.

- What did he do? - Not very much.

The appellate attorney was prepared, had a solid evidentiary approach.

He didn't go jurisdictional?

No.

I may have had something to do with this.

I, uh... I encouraged Bud to consider other strategies.

The Article 31 was the main component of their brief.

I know that, but Tiner came up with this interesting jurisdictional...

You took your cue from Tiner?

- Don't get upset. - Harm, I asked you to supervise,

not encourage the brain farts of a law student.

Sturgis.

Hey, I was trying to help.

You don't really believe they're gonna overturn it?

You know what I believe?

I believe whatever their decision, they'll all agree

I'm a lazy, uninvolved and mediocre attorney.

Whatever he told you, sir, it's true.

What happened in there?

I lost my concentration and I couldn't find my way back,

so I took the easy way out

and sacrificed Commander Turner in the process, sir.

Looked like it worked. The panel gave the impression

they weren't gonna reverse the conviction.

Did I confuse you with my suggestions?

No. No, it's not your fault, sir.

I had planned for the other strategy. I should've been able to act on it.

- Then why didn't you? - I don't know.

I can walk almost as well as I used to.

But when I get into a court, I can't find my legs.

If you keep saying that, you're gonna start believing it.

I do believe it, sir.

I became stale during rehab. I lost something.

The only thing you lost is your eyesight.

I don't understand, sir.

I can't even believe I have to say this to you of all people.

You can't see beyond your own nose.

Now stop making excuses and start paying attention.

Hey, honey. - Hi.

Let's get you home and into bed, okay?

- No, it's early. - No, no, no.

I think JAG will be okay without you for a few hours.

Okay.

- Ow. - Oh, I got you. I got you.

You okay? Come on, sweetie.

He's here.

I see him, Alvaro.

It looks like he's got eight drivers.

Change of plan. Stay in the car.

You need me.

Raul.

This will do you no good.

Is something bothering you?

Yeah, my butt's sore.

Why can't you people pave these damn roads?

She's a little cranky today, Raul.

Where is what you promised me?

Alvaro?

- Hello? Mrs. Webb?

- Yes. - Ma'am, hello.

This is Commander Harmon Rabb. I, uh, met you some years back.

I remember.

You're one of Clayton's friends. You're in the Navy.

Yes, ma'am, that's right.

Ma'am, I hope I'm not disturbing you,

but, uh, Clayton is currently travelling with an associate of mine,

Lieutenant Colonel Sarah MacKenzie, and I, uh, need to get ahold of her.

The colonel left no forwarding address?

No, ma'am, but they left for Paraguay.

- Cell phone number? - Unreachable.

Commander, I'm in no position to reveal

Clayton's whereabouts at any time.

I have information of a highly sensitive nature

to impart to the colonel, ma'am.

Well, give it to me and if I speak to him, I'll pass it along.

Unfortunately, I'll need to deliver it to her personally, ma'am.

Are you concerned for her welfare?

If she's travelling with my son, you ought to be.

All the more reason then, ma'am, to help me get ahold of them.

Does he love this woman?

I'm sorry?

Clayton is very protective of those he loves.

- Well, I don't believe so, ma'am. - That's unfortunate.

I'm sorry, commander. There's nothing I can do for you.

Take a look.

Twelve carats.

Flawless, perfect cut.

B colour.

This one's a keeper.

Eight carats.

Poor symmetry.

Included.

This stone was cut by Stevie Wonder.

What other stones have you got?

Your woman knows her business, huh?

Well, she has her uses.

Men come and go, Raul.

They lose their hair or their fortunes.

Diamonds stay hard forever.

You can get half a million for the lot in Tel Aviv, darling.

Your bodyguard seems to have lost interest in keeping you alive.

So now, can you give me any reason why I should not kill you?