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Don't get too
comfortable, General.

We will be tested
in the coming days.

My men are up
to the task, Felix.

I don't doubt that.

I was once in your shoes.

You abuse my trust. I was just,

uh... True measure

of any man...

is his willingness to bear

the consequences of his actions.

Officer Blaisdell.

I was told you
were out here, sir.

Harmon Rabb.

What kind of world is it
where you have to go outside

to have a smoke?

A healthier one.

Yeah, so my secretary tells me.

I hear you're bitching
to get off probation.

Well, sir, I'm type-rated

in seven different aircraft.

Everything from an
F-14 to a Stearman.

Stearman?

Well, I don't have any
crops that need dusting.

I read your folder, Rabb.

Well, I'm familiar with a little

of your history, too, sir.

So you know I'm a relic.

Well, I wouldn't say that,
sir, but I'd love to hear

about your days in
Air America sometime.

Well, sometime I may tell you.

Felix Paraiso.

I'm not familiar with him.

Former Colonel in
the Philippine Army.

A self-styled
military strong man.

Attempted two coups

against sitting
Filipino presidents.

Sounds like he's got a problem

with authority figures.

Yeah, a messiah complex,

but he does have a
grassroot following,

mostly within the military.

Two years ago, he
got himself elected

to the Philippine House
of Representatives.

Two days ago, Paraiso had
one of our best agents killed:

Greg Ortega.

Greg was tortured and
mutilated before he died.

Locals found him
beheaded in a rice paddy.

Took Ortega months

to get inside
Paraiso's confidence.

He suspected him of
planning something big,

but he never found out what.

Do we know what
tipped him to Ortega?

Who knows?

Paraiso used his
position of authority

to catch one of our
agents with his pants down.

So what's the mission?

Well, Paraiso does
most of his business

from the backseat of his car.

We're replacing his town
car with a custom job:

bugs, GPS,

ultra-selective chemical
sniffer... the works.

Even his plates and keys

are identical to
Paraiso's town car.

So I'm the delivery man.

Yup, we booked
you a ticket to Guam.

You'll pick up an unmarked
C-130 at Anderson Field

and fly to the Philippines
and drop the vehicle.

Drop it?

You land,

and you're in violation
of about 100 laws. Where,

exactly, am I making
this drop? Fazou.

It's a tiny village in the
Pampanga region of Luzon.

Who's picking it up
on the other end?

Two of our field agents

who'll also handle the
car switch in Manila.

What's the downside?

Do you always ask
so many questions?

When my life's in danger,

I tend to get a little curious.

Well, there's no
downside for you.

However, the place where
you're dropping the vehicle

is remote, lawless.

You have

a problem? Uh,

no, no, sir, I just...

I'm finding myself in
remote, lawless places

a lot recently.

Uh-uh.

Well...

maybe you're just lucky.

He did it.

Captain Tally made
his witch hunt official.

He accused me of plagiarism.

What?

What's he basing it on?

He claims I borrowed
ideas from a history book.

Well, you didn't, did you?

Maybe I used ideas,
but I didn't copy.

Come on, Mike. You
know me better than that.

I know Captain
Tally, too. I mean,

he's tough, but he's fair.

Look, Mikey, I
didn't do anything

that half the guys here
don't do on every report.

Tally's singling me out.

Why?

What reason does he
have to be picking on you?

'Cause I stand up for myself.

Captain Tally doesn't like that.

What are you
going to do about it?

Face an honor board
Monday evening.

Any advice?

Just state your case, Kev.

I mean, make it clear
you didn't knowingly cheat.

It was just research.

I don't consider that cheating.

Look, we all read

what's written in the past

to bolster the cases we make

in the papers we're
handing in, Mikey.

All of us.

Peer assessment, man.

I need a character witness
who knows me well enough

to comment on my honor.

Look, I want to be there,

but this is a big thing to ask.

I mean, do you know
what it'll mean for me

if the board
decides Tally's right?

Look, I know I'm
asking a lot, Mikey,

but I don't know
what else to do.

Say you'll be there
as a character witness.

I have to go to DC tomorrow
for my nephew's christening.

Be back on Sunday.

Give you my answer then.

Commander O'Neil?

Commander Rabb.

How long have you...?

What, been working
for the spooks?

Pretty much since
you got me cleared

on the harassment charge.

The navy just didn't feel
like home to me after that.

So, uh, what made you

jump ship, Commander?

Uh, it's Harm.

Beth.

Guess I pushed my CO's patience

a little too far this time.

You were asked to leave?

No, I left voluntarily.

I, uh, was asked not to return.

It's a long story.

So, where's the
rest of the crew?

You're looking at it.

I'm pilot and engineer.

I'm riding shotgun?

Uh-oh.

Blaisdell didn't tell you?

No, he, uh...

failed to mention
it. It's all right.

I'll roll with it.

MacKENZIE: Bud,
hand me that stack.

Thanks.

You okay?

Uh...

I'm sorry, ma'am.

It's just that these are
Commander Rabb's files.

They're not sacred writ, Bud.

His cases need to be reviewed,
just like everyone else's.

Oh, do you remember
this one... The Moritz case?

Sturgis had Harm charged
with a rule 502 violation,

had him removed
as defense counsel.

That was sweet.

What about this one, ma'am?

The Massuco court-martial.

Remember? He
had you on the stand,

he discredited me,

made both of
us look like idiots.

That was not so sweet.

Are you missing him?

Uh... no.

No, things are working
out pretty well here.

No one's firing automatic
weapons in the courtroom.

That was years ago. Yeah, well,

the bullet's still
in the ceiling.

And I miss him.

Does the admiral
need all of these reviews

by tonight, ma'am?

I don't think so,
but it's hard to say

with the mood he's in.

The admiral's lost
confidence in his staff.

First Turner...

That's my fault.
Then I screwed up.

Well, I think that's why
we're reviewing Harm's files,

and he's no longer
employed here.

Do you need to leave early?

Mikey is coming up

for the baby's christening.
My dad's flying in

from San Diego. I'd
like to be at the house

when he gets there. Go ahead.

I'll see you all at
the christening.

Thank you, ma'am.

I got a fuel filter bypass
light on number four.

Roger, keep an eye on it.

Can't sightsee like
this in an F-14, huh?

Do you miss it?

Flying F-14s?

The navy.

Kind of wish my, uh,

career had ended some other way.

How 'bout you? Well, I've found

a way to fly, to
serve my country,

that doesn't force me to
pretend I'm something I'm not.

I'm living with my
girlfriend, and I don't have

to introduce her
as my "roommate."

I've got to give you
some credit for that.

Talking about this stuff

make you uncomfortable?

Well...

if I say yes, that makes
me a Neanderthal.

No, that's not true.

You were the only
person in uniform

with whom I'd ever discussed
my sexual orientation,

and you cut me a break.

We're, uh, one mile
from the drop point.

Good morning, Fazou.

I'm back. Copy?

Copy.

Extraction system
armed and ready.

Roger.

Ramp clear.

Ramp open.

Stand by. Five,

four,

three, two,

one, go!

Smooth ride all the way, O'Neil.

Copy that.

Fuel transfer.

Fuel transfer on.

I copy, Rolling Thunder.

I'm putting you on the system.

Where's the party?

We are two clicks out from
under the Christmas tree.

Well, you just
got an invitation.

You're needed
back in gift-wrapping.

Our friends on the ground
will not make it to the package.

They met the same
fate as Ortega.

There's no time to
send out replacements.

You and your copilot
are in the bird dog seat.

Look, you'll make
the switch in Manila.

You'll enable the
special features,

and you'll get yourselves home.

And, uh... enjoy the drive.

I left my Agency-to-English
dictionary at home.

Did he just say

the two ground
agents got killed?

Affirmative.

And we've been
promoted to field agents?

Looks like we're going to
have to switch to the town car.

You worried about this?

Worried?

Let's just say...

I should've known
something like this

was bound to happen.

Surface winds
easterly, ten knots.

How much space do we have?

Not much.

Brakes? Check.

Can you give me any
kind of surface read at all?

Rutted, but hard-packed, I hope.

Give me full reverse throttle

on my go.

Go!

Now, that...

was scary.

There it is.

It's hot.

Yeah?

The humidity's good

for your skin.

A friend at the
academy is in trouble.

Professor's putting him before
an honor board for plagiarism.

Huh, he do it?

Says he didn't.

Never lied to me before.

But he wants me to go before
the honor board with him, Bud.

As a character witness.

Peer assessment
means as much as grades

at Annapolis.

If I do this, and
he's found guilty,

it could affect the rest
of my naval career.

Don't do it, Mikey.

You got to take
care of number one.

Want to give me a
little help here, bro?

Teaching midshipmen
to handle problems

is what the academy
prides itself on, Mike.

Oh, gee, here comes

one of those tough love moments.

You're going to make
Mikey rise to the occasion,

take responsibility
for his own actions.

No, I'm betting that he has

the instincts to make the
decision on his own, Dad.

Hey, honey, reservations
were at, uh, 7:00.

Here comes the little guy.

Hey, Jimmy.

Hey, Jimmy, how
you doing? Say hi!

Hey. Did you ever
pick out a middle name?

It's Kirk. It's Gaelic. It
means, "Circle without end."

James Kirk?

Ix-nay on the ame-nay.

You named your son
after Captain Kirk?

Bud, I thought you
picked that name

because it was
historic and masculine.

All that's still true, sweetie.

Does it really matter

where the name came from?

We'll talk about
this later, Bud.

Hey, hey.

Time for a wardrobe change.

You want to steal those poor
people's clothes? Well, we can't

work undercover
in these flight suits.

Anybody home?

Hello?!

Look, there is nothing

on this line that's
going to fit me.

Yeah, it's not a fashion show.

Just grab something. Come on.

Look at you.

And they say a man
with a conscience

can't get ahead
in this kind of work.

Lose the boots.

Yeah, that'll make
the difference.

So have you given any thought

as to how we're going
to make this switch?

I just figured we'd check out

the situation and improvise.

Well,

at least we've got a plan.

Well, you got a
better suggestion?

Uh...

all right, one of us
creates a diversion

while the other
makes the switch.

Well, don't look at me.

You're certainly more
diverting than I am.

I heard you dumped Rabb.

About time you got rid
of that pain in the ass.

Excuse me.

Admiral...

about Bud... why
don't you promote him?

Uh, well, it's not my call,

but just so you know,

uh, the lieutenant
has the highest fit reps.

Huh. Mm-hmm.

It's the leg, isn't it?

Hell of a way
to treat a cripple.

Um...

let me ask you
something, Master Chief.

How did you last
20 years in the navy?

I knew how to play
the game, Admiral.

You got to fight tooth and nail.

Tooth and nail.

Something my boys
still need to learn.

MacKENZIE: Midshipman,

you look like a man

with a lot on his mind.

Bud told me about your dilemma.

Said he and your father

gave you opposing views.

You here to break
the tie, ma'am?

Run it by me.

Well...

a friend of mine's been
accused of plagiarizing

an essay.

I mean, he didn't
copy it word for word.

Just used someone else's idea.

Well, if the professor is
interested in originality,

then that's a problem, isn't it?

I don't know what the professor
has on his mind, ma'am.

I haven't spoken
to him about it.

Which way are you leaning?

What Midshipman
Dupree did, Colonel...

I mean, I'm not sure I
haven't done that myself.

Sometimes when
you're on a deadline

and-and you're tired,

it's easy to get sloppy.

So you're afraid
saying no to your friend

would make you a hypocrite.

Yeah, maybe.

You believe his story?

I don't know.

Oh.

That puts you in
a tricky situation.

Do you stand up for someone
you think might be guilty,

or do nothing while someone

who might be
innocent is convicted?

Kevin comes from a
poor family, Colonel.

His dad was killed in a
navy training exercise.

His mom raised
three kids on her own.

He's struggled to
get to where he is.

Do I ignore that?

Hard to do.

♪ ♪

Hey, good-looking.

Get lost.

You sure about that?

What is it that you want?

Somebody to keep me company.

Come on. No.

I have to stay by the car.

Come on. I promise I'll
make it worth your while.

♪ ♪

Was that good for you?

Not if that's it.

That's it.

Hey, where you going?

Oh, no, no, oh!

No, no.

Uh, excuse me.

Yes, kaibigan.

You are here to report a crime?

You know, this is
going to sound funny,

but, uh, my wife told
me to pick her up here.

The... pretty American lady?

Yes.

You know your
wife is turning tricks

and assaulting chauffeurs?

Sir, there's no way she did it.

The victim has pressed charges.

Well, the victim is confused.

The victim is a man

who works for a member of
our house of representatives.

He is a very credible witness.

All right, look,
what's the bail?

I'll have money
wired here tonight.

Bail will not be set

until your wife has
been arraigned.

Four days.

Maybe five.

Five days?

I can't wait five days.

Might do you some good.

You look tense, buddy.

Go to the Quiapo,
do some shopping.

Find a marriage counselor.

You know, Sergeant,

what you're doing
here is contrary

to Article 36-A of the
Vienna Convention

on Consular Relations of 1963.

You are in direct violation

of at least 12
bilateral agreements.

Your woman is charged
with attempted murder.

Attempted murder?!

Yes, and you know

what the penalty
in my country is

for attempted murder?

You think you'll still
want your pretty little wife

after she has spent 15 years

inside a Bilihid prison?

All right, I get it.

What's it going to cost?

What?!

You think that we are some
kind of banana republic here,

where every
official is for sale?!

You listen to me.

You just go back to
your nice, comfortable

tourist hotel and
you think about it.

MacKENZIE: Enter.

Quiet, isn't it, ma'am?

Ah, blissfully. I
finished that research

you asked me to do on
Midshipman Dupree. Great.

I can't find evidence
that he's ever been

in trouble before, ma'am.

His navy record is impeccable,

and his marks at the
academy are exemplary.

What else, Coates?

Tough childhood.

Had to make the most
of his opportunities.

No, that's...

your history, Jennifer.

But I'm not African-
American, ma'am.

Minorities make up less than 18%

of the student
body at Annapolis.

Coates, are you accusing
the Naval Academy of racism?

No, ma'am, I'm suggesting

that this professor may
be motivated by race.

Or maybe

Midshipman Dupree

simply succumbed to the
pressures of the academy.

That seems out of
character, ma'am,

though it can't be easy to
shoulder the expectations

of an entire race, or class...

or gender. Now you're trying

to use my history
to influence me.

I'd just think, given
what you've experienced

as a female marine officer,

you'd want to see

Midshipman Dupree
get a fair shot.

Hmm.

Blaisdell,

we've got a situation.

O'Neil was picked up

by State House Security.

The police are playing hardball.

What's she charged with?

Attempted murder.

Paraiso's chauffeur
got a little too friendly.

It was self-defense.

Well, surely,

you can persuade this chauffeur

to recant his statement.

Well, I would if
I could find him.

Rabb, the man is driving a
homing device on wheels.

I know where he is, his
mother's maiden name

and what he had for lunch.

MacKENZIE: Sir?

What's on your mind, Mac?

Well, a situation's
come to my attention, sir.

It's, um... it's
extracurricular.

You going to ask
me for a donation?

No, sir, I... I'd hoped

you wouldn't mind if I
took the rest of the day off.

Since it's been
so quiet. Well...

has been quiet.

Sir, I wouldn't ask
if it wasn't important.

I-I'd like to drive to Annapolis

and speak with
one of the professors

about an Honor Board hearing.

Why?

It's a friend

of Lieutenant
Roberts' brother, sir.

The question stands.

You're right, Admiral. I
am sticking my nose in it.

I don't know. You
think it's wise?

Probably not.

Do what you need to, Colonel.

Thank you, sir.

Oh, hi, sir.

Not tonight, ladies.

I'm looking for Petto Santos.

Hey, baby.

Your boss know

where you take his car at night?

Who are you? Easy.

I work for your wife.

Magdalena is
going to take the kids

and she's going to leave
if you don't start living life

as an honest man.

We could call her.

She might forgive you.

Whatever she's paying
you, I'll give you double

to keep this meeting
between the two of us.

No deal.

Please...

for my children.

You had a friend
of mine arrested.

I get it now.

My wife, she hired that
whore to try to kill me.

Well, obviously, there's
no permanent damage,

so, what's it going to be?

I'll drop the
charges... tomorrow.

You'll drop the charges tonight.

What is it?

MacKENZIE: Captain Tally?

I was, uh,

I was wondering if we could...

Sorry, Colonel.

I'm trying to grade papers
and a few of my students

have been known to stop
by for a preemptive strike.

Come in. Thank you.

I have to be honest, Captain.

I came here expecting
to ask a white professor

if he was singling out an
African-American student.

Midshipman Kevin Dupree.

You saw his
record, race and all,

and decided he needed
you as an advocate.

Is that it? Are you being
unduly harsh on him?

Look, when I was a young man,
Colonel, there were inequities.

We had to work harder
to get the same rewards.

Is Midshipman
Dupree working harder?

A lot of minorities
are still struggling,

waiting for the legal remedies
to give them a chance.

Kevin Dupree is not one of them.

How exactly is he failing?

He's not failing.

He... he cuts corners,
he's insubordinate.

The academy isn't exactly in
the habit of admitting slackers.

Why is he even here at all?

Heady combination of guilt
and optimism brought him here.

People passed him on without
undue examination because

he showed great promise.

Huh.

I guess I thought I was
aiding the cause of justice.

Occupational hazard for a JAG,

I would imagine.

Something in the way
you were questioning me

made me think you were a lawyer.

Guilty as charged.

Thank you for
your time, Captain.

Pleasure.

Lieutenant Colonel MacKenzie.

Ma'am, have you spoken

to Captain Tally yet?

Just finished, Coates,

and now I'm really on the fence.

Well, I started thinking
about the reports

I was getting from Midshipman
Dupree's high school teachers.

I mean, nobody's that
perfect, so I dug deeper.

Found his old English
teacher, now retired.

Called him at his
home in Florida.

It seems that Kevin Dupree
has done this before, ma'am.

Well, how come no
one ever reported it?

Well, apparently this
English teacher did,

but Kevin had already been
accepted at the academy,

so they swept the
charges under the rug.

I guess the principal
wanted a role model

for his other students, so he
made the accusation go away.

Well, that's interesting,
Coates. Thank you.

Ma'am, I-I'm sorry I
got you into this mess.

Jennifer, you tried to help

someone you thought
was being unfairly judged.

Don't ever apologize for that.

Rabb.

Papa's got a brand-new bag.

You talking about our target?

Thank you for...

Wasted no time
in getting to work.

But our gear in the asset

has already paid off.

Our subject is planning
something at his workplace.

Well, his coworkers could
make some high-profile hostages.

I don't think that's the plan.

Our target already
had a guest in the asset,

and face recognition
technology confirms

he's active duty military.

Now, the, uh, chemical sniffer
picked up C-3 on his clothes.

That means that he
was in the same room

with a plastic explosive.

You think he's
planning another coup?

We do. Can't let it happen.

The Philippines are

are a staging
ground for terrorists.

The U.S. needs an American-
friendly presence in Manila.

Well, what can we do?

Well, all our

local agents and
the president's men

are known to Paraiso.

You and your partner
have fresh faces.

Now, the attack on the
workplace is planned for 2:00 p.m.,

so, uh, go to work.

Roger that.

You feel like
staying undercover?

If it involves posing
as a hooker, you're up.

MacKENZIE: You
made up your mind?

Yes, ma'am.

I intend to stand by my friend.

I think it's only
fair to tell you

that Midshipman Dupree
may not be the friend

you think he is.

He's, uh, plagiarized
before, in high school.

He's asking you to defend a lie.

If you'll excuse me, ma'am,

I have to get to
the honor board.

You're still going?

I promised I'd be there,

and I intend to keep
my word, Colonel.

Good evening, ma'am.

Harm, wait a second.

Look at how we're
dressed. Come on.

The guard's going to
know me. One of them

is probably nursing
the black eye I gave him.

We got a way in right here.

Don't worry about it. Come on.

Okay.

We're in, but I
don't see Paraiso.

Our subject is in motion.

Does he have the
device with him?

Negative.

He wouldn't get his
hands dirty like that.

He's coming to the
party to avert suspicion.

I don't think he's planning
to stay for dessert.

How long do we have?

To stay longer than 30
minutes would be foolish.

Rabb, he's exiting the asset.

You're safe

as long as our friend
is in the building.

Keep your head low.

Now, I got a plan
of the building

from the Manila
Historical Society,

but unfortunately it
predates a '70s remodel,

so a lot of what I'm going
to tell you is guesswork.

Well, that's a comfort.

There's a hallway
off the grand salon,

south of the rotunda.

Find it.

Let's go.

Paraiso's planning
to dine and dash.

Homicidal and rude.

We're here.

There should be
a door to your left.

Leads to the basement.

Got it.

Rabb, you're cutting out.

I'm guessing you're in.

Look for the gas main.

Our friend is smart
enough to put the device

where it'll cause
the most damage.

Harm?

Harm.

We found it.

We found the device.

Elvis has left the building.

You are now on borrowed time.

Repeat, Rabb,
you're cutting out.

Fail-safe.

We're on our own.

Find something
to cut the wire with.

Wait, are-are you sure
you know what you're doing?

Are you always this
bad at following orders?

When I'm the one in charge,

yes.

To a new beginning

for the Philippines.

And freedom from
foreign influence.

This is the best I could find.

Well, they normally

make the black the ground.

Wait!

That's what they want you to do.

Everybody knows the
black wire is the ground.

That's why a good
bomb maker mixes it up.

Probably.

If you're wrong, a lot of people
are going to die, including us.

No, I-I'm right about this.

I've spent my whole
life fooling people.

Let's go.

"So widespread
were the ramifications

"of the army's defeat and
the Marine Corps' victory

"at the Chosin Reservoir

"that army morale would
suffer for more than a decade

after the end of
hostilities in Korea."

This is the opinion of
a top military strategist.

It seems

Midshipman Dupree
shares that opinion.

His essay is based
on the same idea

with very little deviation.

Midshipman Roberts.

Midshipman Dupree and I
shared quarters at Bancroft.

We met last year when
we were both plebes.

And, uh...

there were times when I
think I would have washed out

if it hadn't been
for his support.

This panel is convened

to decide the charge of
academic plagiarism, Midshipman.

Do you have anything
to say on that subject?

When I found out
about the charges

against Midshipman
Dupree, I asked my brother,

a JAG lawyer, for his opinion.

He suggested I
take responsibility

for my own actions, so
that's what I intend to do.

Midshipman Dupree

has worked hard to get here.

But it takes more than that.

It takes accountability.

Respect for the rules.

I can't break the honor code,
not even for my best friend.

I'd like to say something
in my own defense.

That is your right.

I didn't think I was
doing anything wrong

when I took that strategist's
opinion in that book

and based my essay on it.

Obviously, Captain Tally
feels differently about it.

But what I know I did
wrong was to ask a friend

to put his reputation
on the line for mine.

I cut corners because
I felt pressured

to get the assignment done,
and that's what I thought

people wanted, was
for me to succeed.

I let myself believe that that
was the most important thing.

And because I've gotten
away with it in the past.

I shouldn't have tried

to drag you into this.

A moment, if I may?

It's my opinion that
Midshipman Dupree

is capable of both the
academic excellence

and the honor required to
complete academy training.

He has simply never
had those things

demanded of him,

nor has he ever demanded
those things of himself.

I respectfully
suggest to the board

that he be placed on
one-year honor remediation.

Do you understand
what this means,

Midshipman Dupree?

Yes. Uh, loss of
privileges and whatever

punitive measures
that the board sees fit,

but... I can stay.

Why, sir? Why are you
giving me this opportunity?

Because I believe this time
you'll make the most of it.

The board has no opposition
to Captain Tally's proposal.

Thank you, Midshipmen.

Thank you, Captain.

There was a minute back there

I didn't think we were going
to make it out in one piece.

Thank you for
getting me out of jail.

Well, I couldn't leave my
partner behind, could I?

Yeah?

What happened
to your last partner?

Uh... we just kind of burned out

on each other, I guess.

Time to move on?

Yeah.

You still speak? No.

Not in a while, anyway.

Was that your choice?

Mostly.

Well, when you start
talking to each other again,

that's when you'll
know it's over.

You ready for that to happen?

Greener pastures?

Why not?

It's a pity you're
not available, O'Neil.

Make me an offer.

See what happens.

I'm kidding.

Señor!

Dead end?

Where the hell are we?

We're out of road.

Where's the damn crate?

Where's the plane?

I see it.

ATT up.

Sorry. Force of habit.

Go for it.

Engine master. On.

Starting engine one.

Roger.

Engine two.

Go on two.

Engine three.

Go on three.

Starting engine four.

Four is go.

Paraiso's friends are back.

JATO master switch on.

JATO on.

Brace yourself.

Fire the JATO!

Whoo!

Good work, extended warranty.

Paraiso and his accomplice
have been neutralized

by the Philippine Army,

and you both have
earned field agent status,

if you want it.

I've...

had enough excitement
for one day, thank you.

What about you, Commander?

Commander?

I'm thinking.