JAG (1995–2005): Season 1, Episode 17 - Black Ops - full transcript

A Navy lieutenant drowns during night maneuvers at sea; he was a Naval aviator temporarily assigned to a Seal team; he was also the son of a woman senator, who expresses much anger, criticism, and frustration toward the Navy. Harm and Meg investigate; the admiral and the senator join them at Roosevelt Roads in Puerto Rico. At first they meet stonewalling and misrepresentation; however, persistence and determination eventually produce the right answers, which lead to a surprising conclusion. Harm twice uses his flying skills.

WE'RE DECOMPRESSING, LIEUTENANT.
TIME TO HOOK UP YOUR OXYGEN.

30 SECONDS.

HERE WE GO, DOUG!

(jumpmaster) 10, 9, 8, 7, 6,

5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

GO! GO! GO!

(Kellogue) DOUG, WHAT'S WRONG?

DOUG, YOU'VE GOT
TO PULL THE RING NOW!

PULL THE RING, DOUG.

DAMN IT, PULL THE RING!

DOUG, PULL THE RING!



(Marion) I HAVE
RECEIVED CONDOLENCES

FROM THE PRESIDENT
OF THE UNITED STATES,

THE VICE PRESIDENT, THE
SECRETARY OF DEFENSE,

THE SECRETARY OF THE NAVY,
THE CHIEF OF NAVAL OPERATIONS,

AND ALL THEIR MILITARY MINIONS.

WHAT I HAVE NOT RECEIVED

IS AN EXPLANATION AS TO THE
HOW AND WHY OF MY SON'S DEATH.

(reporter) DO YOU BELIEVE THE NAVY'S
COVERING SOMETHING, SENATOR?

THEY BETTER NOT BE

OR I'LL END MORE
CAREERS THAN TAILHOOK.

ARE WE COVERING, SIR?

IF WE ARE... HAVE A SEAT.

SOMEONE'S NOT ONLY STUPID
BUT ABOUT TO LOSE THEIR HEAD.

AND YOU, MR. RABB, ARE
GOING TO BE THE EXECUTIONER.



SIR? LIEUTENANT DOUGLAS MARION

DROWNED DURING NIGHT MANEUVERS
WITH SEAL TEAM 2 OFF PUERTO RICO.

A SEAL DROWNED?

HE WASN'T A SEAL.

HE WAS A NAVAL AVIATOR
ATTACHED TO THE TEAM FOR TRAINING.

UH-OH. RIGHT.

IF THOSE SEALS GOT LIEUTENANT
MARION IN OVER HIS HEAD,

NO PUN INTENDED, IT
COULD BE NEGLIGENCE.

IF IT IS, I WANT TO STOMP ON IT

BEFORE THE SENATOR
AND THE MEDIA.

WELL, I'LL CATCH THE FIRST
AVAILABLE FLIGHT TO ROSY ROADS, SIR.

HOW ABOUT A... HOW
ABOUT AN F-14 OUT OF, UH,

PAX RIVER?

THAT WOULD GET
ME THERE ASAP, SIR.

[people chattering]

ADMIRAL, DOES THAT REPORT
SAY WHAT TYPE OF TRAINING?

UM, THIS PARADIGM
OF BREVITY ONLY SAYS

THE LIEUTENANT DROWNED
DURING TRAINING WITH SEAL TEAM 2.

SO THEY'RE
STONEWALLING YOU, TOO.

PLEASE, UH, PLEASE
COME IN, SENATOR.

(Chegwidden) THIS IS
LIEUTENANT COMMANDER RABB.

COMMANDER. MY
CONDOLENCES, MA'AM.

I DON'T NEED ANY MORE NAVY
CONDOLENCES, YOUNG MAN. I NEED ANSWERS.

AND I WAS TOLD THAT YOU
COULD GIVE THEM TO ME.

I WILL, MADAM SENATOR,
AFTER OUR INVESTIGATION.

YOU'RE A SEAL.

I WAS. YES, MA'AM.

THAT'S LIKE LETTING THE
S.S. INVESTIGATE AUSCHWITZ.

I, UM, I REALIZE YOU HAVE
SUFFERED A GREAT LOSS, MADAM,

BUT YOUR COMPARISON
IS OUTRAGEOUS.

IF THERE IS ANY NEGLIGENCE
INVOLVED IN YOUR SON'S DEATH,

I WILL PROSECUTE IT
TO ITS FULL EXTENT,

UNDER THE UNIFORM
CODE OF MILITARY JUSTICE.

ANY FURTHER QUESTIONS CAN BE
ANSWERED BY LIEUTENANT COMMANDER RABB,

WHO IS HEADING THE INVESTIGATION
INTO YOUR SON'S DEATH,

AND WHO, AS YOU
CAN SEE, IS NOT A SEAL.

FEEL FREE TO USE MY OFFICE
AS LONG AS YOU NEED, SENATOR.

THAT ADMIRAL'S RIGHT. MY
STATEMENT WAS INEXCUSABLE.

YES, MA'AM.

YOU DON'T HAVE TO AGREE
WITH ME SO QUICKLY, COMMANDER.

YOU'RE OBVIOUSLY A PERSON
WHO SPEAKS YOUR MIND, MA'AM.

I ASSUME YOU EXPECT
THE SAME FROM OTHERS.

YOU REMIND ME OF MY SON.

HE WAS A PILOT, JUST LIKE YOU.

WHAT SQUADRON
WAS HE WITH, MA'AM?

I DON'T KNOW.

WE DIDN'T COMMUNICATE
MUCH AFTER HE JOINED THE NAVY.

YOU DIDN'T APPROVE?

NO, I DIDN'T APPROVE.

AND I WAS RIGHT.

BECAUSE HE'S DEAD?

OBVIOUSLY.

DID HE LOVE THE NAVY, MA'AM?

OH, PLEASE.

DON'T GIVE ME THAT "HE
DIED WITH HIS BOOTS ON" CRAP.

MY SON WAS DESTINED
FOR MORE THAN

A 6 BY 3 PLOT IN ARLINGTON.

THEY ALL WERE, MA'AM.

I REALIZE IT'S NO CONSOLATION,

BUT AT LEAST HE'LL BE
BURIED IN GOOD COMPANY.

THERE'LL BE NO BURIAL AT
ARLINGTON, COMMANDER.

NO TRI-FOLDED FLAG,
NO MISSING MAN FLY-BY,

NO 21-GUN SALUTE.

I WILL NOT LET THE
NAVY OFF THAT EASILY.

[birds chirping]

[whoops]

"THERE IS MANY A BOY WHO
LOOKS ON WAR AS ALL GLORY,

BUT BOYS, IT IS ALL HELL."

GENERAL WILLIAM
TECUMSEH SHERMAN.

[whoops]

(Daniels) "IT IS WELL
THAT WAR IS SO TERRIBLE.

WE SHOULD ALL
GROW TOO FOND OF IT."

(Shipp) GENERAL ROBERT E. LEE.

"IN WAR THERE IS NO
SUBSTITUTE FOR VICTORY."

DOUGLAS MacARTHUR.

OK, HERE'S A TOUGH ONE.

"WHEREVER OUR ENEMY
GOES, OUR TROOPS GO ALSO."

(Shipp) ULYSSES S...
ULYSSES S. GRANT.

WHO ALSO SAID
LET THERE BE PEACE.

SORRY, SIR,

THIS HANGAR IS OFF LIMITS
TO UNAUTHORIZED PERSONNEL.

I'M LOOKING FOR A LIEUTENANT
ALEXANDER KELLOGUE.

I'M LIEUTENANT KELLOGUE.

LIEUTENANT COMMANDER RABB, JAG.

WELCOME ABOARD, SIR.

BEEN EXPECTING SOMEONE FROM
JAG TO SIGN OFF ON LIEUTENANT MARION.

DOUG WASN'T A SEAL, BUT
HE WAS UNDER MY COMMAND.

AND I'VE NEVER
LOST A MAN BEFORE.

WHAT'S WITH THE QUOTATIONS?

THE WARRIOR-SCHOLAR THING?

IT'S MY NUMBER 2'S IDEA. FRANK!

EXPLAIN YOUR DISTRACTION
THEORY TO COMMANDER RABB.

SIR, IT'S A LEFT-BRAIN,
RIGHT-BRAIN THING.

BY FOCUSING ON SOMETHING UNRELATED
TO THE TASK YOU'RE PERFORMING,

LIKE QUOTATIONS, YOU
OVERCOME ANXIETY.

WELL, YOU WOULDN'T DO THIS
WHILE DISARMING MINES, WOULD YOU?

I DON'T DISARM MINES, SIR. THAT'S
LIEUTENANT KELLOGUE'S SPECIALTY.

WELL, THEN YOU AND I'D
BETTER HAVE A CHAT, LIEUTENANT.

YES, SIR. AS YOU WERE, PEOPLE.

WE HAVE A MINE IN WASHINGTON
WAITING TO GO OFF, LIEUTENANT,

BY THE NAME OF
SENATOR GRACE MARION.

DOUG'S MOTHER. YES.

AND YOU AND I ARE
GOING TO DISARM HER.

HOW'S THAT, SIR?

WITH THE TRUTH, THE WHOLE TRUTH AND
NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH, SO HELP YOU GOD.

STARTING WITH AN
AFTER ACTION REPORT,

THAT CONTAINS MORE THAN THE DECEASED'S
NAME, RANK, AND SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER.

MY PARTNER WILL
BE HERE IN 3 HOURS.

I'LL EXPECT YOUR REPORT
IN 2. WE'LL NEED AN OFFICE.

TEAM READY ROOM IS
AT YOUR DISPOSAL, SIR.

AND AFTER I'VE READ YOUR REPORT, WE'LL
INTERVIEW EACH MEMBER OF YOUR TEAM.

NOW, IF THE BREVITY
OF YOUR FIRST REPORT

WAS MERELY DUE TO THE
STRESS OF THE MOMENT,

WE SHOULD BE OUT
OF HERE TOMORROW.

IF NOT, WELL, YOU'LL
WISH WE WERE.

WHERE'S THE B.O.Q.?

OUTSIDE THE HANGAR.
TURN RIGHT. 2 BLOCKS DOWN.

THANK YOU, LIEUTENANT.

[helicopter whirring]

[men chattering]

(Meg) DO YOU SWEAR
TO TELL THE TRUTH,

THE WHOLE TRUTH AND NOTHING
BUT THE TRUTH, SO HELP YOU GOD?

I DO.

PLEASE HAVE A SEAT, SIR.

FOR THE RECORD,
WOULD YOU PLEASE STATE

YOUR FULL NAME,
RANK AND COMMAND?

ALEXANDER W. KELLOGUE.
LIEUTENANT. SEAL TEAM 2.

SPECIAL OPERATIONS COMMAND,
ROOSEVELT ROADS, PUERTO RICO.

ACCORDING TO YOUR
REVISED AFTER ACTION REPORT,

LIEUTENANT DOUGLAS MARION
WAS ASSIGNED TO YOUR SEAL TEAM

ONLY 2 DAYS BEFORE HIS DEATH.

YES, SIR.

WHY WAS A NAVAL AVIATOR
TRAINING WITH SEALS?

SIR, WE FREQUENTLY TRAIN
PEOPLE WHOSE SKILLS CAN BE USED

ON ANY NUMBER OF MISSIONS.

MISSIONS THAT HAVEN'T
BEEN SCHEDULED?

YES, SIR. GENERAL TRAINING.

WOULDN'T LIEUTENANT MARION HAVE HAD
TO VOLUNTEER FOR THIS GENERAL TRAINING?

YES, SIR. SPECIAL OPS
IS 100% VOLUNTEER.

THE LIEUTENANT MARION
VOLUNTEERED TO TRAIN WITH SEALS,

IN CASE HE WAS EVER NEEDED
FOR A SPECIAL OPS MISSION?

YES, SIR.

AND YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THAT MISSION
MIGHT BE, WERE IT EVER TO BE SCHEDULED?

WELL, SIR, I ASSUME IT WOULD HAVE
SOMETHING TO DO WITH HIS SKILLS AS A PILOT.

ACCORDING TO THE
AFTER ACTION REPORT,

LIEUTENANT MARION DIED

DURING A NIGHT HELO
CAST AND RECOVERY.

(Cody) YES, MA'AM.

ARE NIGHT JUMPS STANDARD
ON YOUR TRAINING T.O.E.?

SEALS WORK ALMOST
EXCLUSIVELY AT NIGHT, MA'AM.

OUR TABLE OF OPERATIONS REQUIRES US
TO TRAIN UNDER ACTUAL MISSION CONDITIONS.

WHAT WERE THE PARAMETERS OF
YOUR TRAINING MISSION, ENSIGN?

JUST TO DO A NIGHT 30-30
HELO CAST AND RECOVERY, SIR.

30-30?

OUR CHOPPER FLIES AT 30 KNOTS,
30 FEET OFF THE DECK, MA'AM,

AND WE JUMP NAKED.

NAKED?

WITH, UM, OUT A PARACHUTE.

ACCORDING TO THIS REPORT,
YOU WERE THE FIRST ONE

TO REACH LIEUTENANT MARION
AFTER YOUR 30-30 INSERTION.

I WAS, SIR.

WHAT DID YOU DO, CHIEF?

I CHECKED HIS PULSE,
SIR. COULDN'T GET ONE.

I DIDN'T REALLY EXPECT ONE.
IT WAS OBVIOUS HE WAS DEAD.

WHY IS THAT?

I'VE SEEN MY SHARE
OF DEAD MEN, SIR.

WHERE, CHIEF?

I'M AFRAID THAT'S
CLASSIFIED, SIR.

BLACK OPS. YES, SIR.

WAS THIS A BLACK OP, CHIEF?

NO, SIR. WE WERE JUST
ON A TRAINING MISSION.

WHAT DID LIEUTENANT KELLOGUE DO?

HE CALLED OFF THE EXERCISE, SIR.

WE R.V.'D WITH THE
SUB AND CAME HOME.

I'M SORRY, PETTY
OFFICER, YOU DID WHAT?

RENDEZVOUSED WITH THE
SEAWOLF. IT'S A SUBMARINE, MA'AM.

YOUR RECOVERY WAS
MADE BY SUBMARINE?

YES, SIR.

(Harm) HOW LONG BETWEEN
THE DROP AND THE PICKUP?

A COUPLE OF HOURS.

MAYBE A LITTLE LESS, SIR.

[exhales]

(Meg) WHY DIDN'T YOU RADIO
FOR THE CHOPPER TO RETURN?

THEY WERE OUT OF RANGE BY
THE TIME I KNEW DOUG WAS DEAD.

OH, YOU TREADED WATER FOR A COUPLE
OF HOURS UNTIL THE SEAWOLF SHOWED UP?

WE ARE SEALS.

TREADING WATER IS ONE
OF THE THINGS THAT WE DO.

IF THIS WAS JUST A
CAST AND RECOVERY,

WHY THE 2-HOUR WAIT, LIEUTENANT?

WE WERE TO SWIM
TO SHORE AND BACK.

IT'S NOT IN YOUR REPORT.

THAT'S BECAUSE
WE DIDN'T DO IT, SIR.

I DIDN'T WANNA
LEAVE DOUG'S BODY.

THE SUBMARINE'S NOT IN YOUR
REPORT EITHER, LIEUTENANT.

IT ISN'T, SIR?

NO, IT ISN'T.

"AFTER WE DETERMINED THAT
LIEUTENANT MARION WAS DEAD,

WE EXTRACTED BACK TO ROOSEVELT
ROADS WITHOUT FURTHER INCIDENT."

I ASSUMED YOU HAD EXTRACTED
THE WAY YOU CAME IN, BY HELICOPTER.

NO, SIR. SUBMARINE.

WOULD YOU LIKE TO AMEND THIS?

YES, I WOULD, SIR.

HOW FAR OFFSHORE
WERE YOU, LIEUTENANT?

LESS THAN ONE MILE.

WAS LIEUTENANT MARION CAPABLE
OF SWIMMING TO SHORE AND BACK?

YES, SIR. HE DID A 5 MILE SWIM WITH
US THE FIRST DAY HE REPORTED IN.

I'D LIKE TO SEE A, UH, 30-30
HELO CAST AND RETRIEVE.

THINK YOU CAN MAKE
THAT HAPPEN, LIEUTENANT?

WELL, YES, SIR.

IF I HAD PROPER AUTHORIZATION.

WILL THIS DO?

YES, SIR. IT WILL.

HOW SOON WOULD YOU
LIKE TO SEE THAT DEMO?

BEFORE THE SUN GOES DOWN.

YES, SIR.

(Harm) THAT WILL BE ALL
FOR NOW, LIEUTENANT.

[door opening]

[door closing]

THEY'RE COVERIN'
SOMETHIN', HARM.

I KNOW.

HOW'D YOU PREPARE
LIEUTENANT MARION FOR A 30-30?

WE SPENT AN AFTERNOON
DROPPING HIM INTO THE AIRBAG

TO TEACH HIM PROPER
LANDING TECHNIQUES.

SO IN 2 DAYS HE PROVED
HE COULD SWIM 5 MILES

AND LEARNED TO LAND SAFELY IN
THE WATER JUMPING FROM A CHOPPER?

YES, SIR. HE WAS VERY ATHLETIC.

WELL, IF HE COULD LAND AND
HE COULD SWIM, LIEUTENANT,

WHY DID HE DROWN?

I DON'T KNOW, SIR.

HE MIGHT HAVE HIT SOMETHING IN
THE WATER THAT KNOCKED HIM OUT.

[helicopter whirring]

THAT WASN'T IN
YOUR REPORT, EITHER.

I DON'T PUT SPECULATION
IN MY REPORT, SIR.

YOU DON'T PUT MUCH OF ANYTHING
IN YOUR REPORTS, LIEUTENANT.

(Cody) BRAVO 1. BRAVO
2. READY TO EXECUTE.

BRAVO 2. BRAVO 1. YOU ARE A GO.

ROGER. UNDERSTAND
WE ARE A GO. BRAVO 2 OUT.

(Harm) I GUESS YOU REALLY DO
HAVE TO BE CRAZY TO BE A SEAL.

IT'S NO CRAZIER THAN EJECTING FROM A
COCKPIT WITH A ROCKET UP YOUR BUTT, SIR.

MAYBE NOT. BUT I ONLY DO
THAT WHEN I DON'T HAVE A CHOICE.

YOU REALLY EXPECT
SENATOR MARION TO BELIEVE

HER SON'S DEATH WASN'T
DUE TO NEGLIGENCE

WHEN SHE SEES A
DEMONSTRATION LIKE THAT?

SIR, I SWEAR, IT'S NOT
AS HARD AS IT LOOKS.

I COULD EVEN TEACH THE
SENATOR HOW TO DO IT.

YOU MAY HAVE TO.

(Kyriacou) SO FAR, I'VE FOUND
MASSIVE HEAD TRAUMA,

4 FRACTURED CERVICAL VERTEBRAE,

A CRUSHED CHEST
AND LACERATED LUNGS.

ANY OF WHICH WOULD BE FATAL.

ARE YOU SAYING HE
DIDN'T DROWN, DOCTOR?

OH, DIDN'T HAVE TIME
TO. THE IMPACT KILLED HIM.

THAT'S THE FIRST GOOD
NEWS WE'VE HEARD.

SIR?

IT MITIGATES NEGLIGENCE, MEG.

THE BEST-TRAINED SEAL IN
THE NAVY COULD BE KILLED

HITTING SOMETHING IN THE WATER.

OR JUST HITTING THE WATER.

AT TERMINAL VELOCITY IT
WOULD BE AS HARD AS CONCRETE.

TERMINAL VELOCITY IS 125
MILES AN HOUR, DOCTOR.

WHICH ONE WOULD ATTAIN RATHER RAPIDLY
WHEN YOUR PARACHUTE DOESN'T OPEN.

WHY WOULD YOU
ASSUME HE HAD A CHUTE?

WELL, OF COURSE. THAT EXPLAINS
THE LOW OXYGEN LEVELS IN HIS BLOOD.

HE FELL OUT OF AN
AIRPLANE, DIDN'T HE?

JUMPED.

HOW LOW WERE HIS OXYGEN LEVELS?

LOW ENOUGH TO RENDER HIM
UNCONSCIOUS BEFORE HE HIT THE WATER.

CAN YOU ESTIMATE HOW FAR
HE FELL WITHOUT OXYGEN?

ROUGHLY.

HE WAS WITHOUT OXYGEN
AT LEAST 2 MINUTES,

I'D SAY 20,000 FEET OR MORE.

WHAT WOULD YOU SAY IF SOMEONE
TOLD YOU THIS OFFICER WAS KILLED

JUMPING FROM A HELICOPTER
FLYING AT 30 KNOTS

30 FEET ABOVE THE WATER?

I'D CALL HIM A LIAR.

LIEUTENANT KELLOGUE, YOU
AND YOUR MEN WILL STAND DOWN

AND RESTRICT
YOURSELVES TO QUARTERS

FOR THE REMAINDER
OF OUR INVESTIGATION.

WHAT? FRANK.

RESTRICTION TO QUARTERS IS
RESERVED FOR FLIGHT RISK, COMMANDER.

WELL, SEALS ARE FAMOUS FOR
SLIPPING OFF INTO THE NIGHT.

LIEUTENANT.

THESE WARNINGS ARE TO ADVISE
YOU OF YOUR RIGHTS UNDER THE U.C.M.J.

INITIAL EACH LINE,

AFFIX YOUR SIGNATURE,

AND RETURN THEM TO ME.

I'M SUSPECTED OF COMMITTING
THE FOLLOWING OFFENSES.

WHAT'S AN ARTICLE 134?

FALSE SWEARING.

SPECIFICALLY GIVING FALSE
STATEMENTS UNDER OATH.

COMMANDER, YOU
DON'T WANT TO DO THIS.

NO, I DON'T. BUT I'M GOING TO.

YOU LIED TO US,
LIEUTENANT. YOU ALL DID.

LIEUTENANT MARION DIDN'T
DIE EXECUTING A 30-30 INSERTION.

HE WAS KILLED IN A HALO
JUMP, HIGH ALTITUDE, LOW OPEN,

ONLY HIS PARACHUTE DIDN'T
OPEN, DID IT, LIEUTENANT?

NO, SIR.

NO MATTER HOW ATHLETIC, ONE CAN'T
HALO QUALIFY IN 2 DAYS, CAN THEY?

NO. THEY CAN'T, SIR.

(Harm) NO, BUT YOU TOOK HIM
UP ANYWAY AND IT KILLED HIM.

YES, SIR.

IN MY BOOK, LIEUTENANT,
THAT'S GROSS NEGLIGENCE.

YOUR BOOK ISN'T THE ONE WE'RE
ORDERED TO WORK FROM, COMMANDER.

WE ALL WORK FROM
THE SAME BOOK, MISTER.

IT'S CALLED THE U.C.M.J. UNIFORM
CODE OF MILITARY JUSTICE.

SIR, IF YOU'D SPEAK TO
MY COMMANDING OFFICER,

GENERAL BEHNKE.

GENERAL?

SPECIAL OPS SOUTH IS COMMANDED
BY AN ARMY ONE STAR, SIR.

HE COULD BE A 5-STAR AND HE
WOULDN'T GET YOU OUT OF THIS ONE.

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT,
COMMANDER, I THINK HE CAN.

[knocking on door] (Perry)
GENERAL BEHNKE, SIR?

ENTER.

LIEUTENANT COMMANDER RABB, SIR.

AT EASE, COMMANDER.

[computer beeps]

I UNDERSTAND YOU STOOD
DOWN ONE OF MY UNITS.

(Harm) YES, SIR. THEY'RE
FACING VERY SERIOUS CHARGES.

SUCH AS?

FALSE SWEARING. FAILURE
TO OBEY REGULATIONS.

GOT ANY BIG GUNS?

INVOLUNTARY MANSLAUGHTER
DUE TO CULPABLE NEGLIGENCE.

WELL, THAT'S A 155 HOWITZER.

BUT WHAT I DON'T UNDERSTAND
IS WHY YOU'RE FIRING IT.

LIEUTENANT KELLOGUE'S AFTER
ACTION REPORT CLEARLY INDICATES

THAT DEATH WAS AN ACCIDENT.

HIS REPORT IS FILLED WITH
MISINFORMATION, GENERAL.

I CAN PROVE THAT THE EXERCISE
IN QUESTION WAS A HALO JUMP,

NOT A 30-30 INSERTION.

LIEUTENANT MARION
WASN'T QUALIFIED FOR HALOS.

WELL, IF THAT'S TRUE,

KELLOGUE SHOWED
REMARKABLY POOR JUDGMENT.

SPECIALLY SINCE LIEUTENANT MARION
HAS SUCH AN IMPORTANT MOTHER.

EVERYONE'S MOTHER
IS IMPORTANT, GENERAL.

PERHAPS.

BUT NOT EVERYONE'S MOTHER
IS A UNITED STATES SENATOR.

YOU HAVE QUITE A
PROBLEM, COMMANDER.

BEGGING THE GENERAL'S PARDON,
SIR, BUT HOW IS IT MY PROBLEM?

THE NAVY'S ALREADY
RUNNING LOW IN THE WATER,

WHAT WITH ALL THE HARASSMENT
CHARGES AND THE F-14 CRASHES.

YOU HARDLY NEED A SEAL SCANDAL.

THOSE SEALS WERE UNDER
YOUR COMMAND, GENERAL.

THERE ARE 14 UNITS ATTACHED
TO MY COMMAND, MR. RABB.

I USE THEM AS NEEDED
TO FULFILL MY MISSIONS.

BUT THEY ALL TRAIN
ON THEIR OWN INITIATIVE.

WELL, THEN, HOW IS IT LIEUTENANT
KELLOGUE FEELS YOU CAN SAVE HIM, SIR?

I HAVE NO IDEA. PROBABLY
GRABBIN' AT STRAWS.

HOPIN' HIS SEALS ARE
INDISPENSABLE TO MY OPERATIONS.

ARE THEY, GENERAL?

ABSOLUTELY NOT.

YOU'RE NORMALLY HEADQUARTERED
IN FLORIDA, AREN'T YOU, SIR?

OUT OF MACDILL?

I GO WHERE THE ACTION IS.

[helicopter whirring]

THAT'S IN PUERTO RICO?

CUBA'S RIGHT DOWN THE BLOCK, COMMANDER,
AND THAT'S ALL I HAVE TO SAY ABOUT THAT.

ANY OTHER QUESTIONS?

NOT AT THIS TIME, SIR.

BURY THIS AT SEA, COMMANDER.

SIR?

WELL, THERE'S NOTHING TO BE
GAINED BY RUINING A YOUNG OFFICER

WHO'S PROBABLY LEARNED MORE
FROM THIS ONE MISJUDGMENT,

THAN ANY PUNISHMENT
YOU COULD GIVE HIM.

WELL, THAT ONE MISJUDGMENT
COST A MAN HIS LIFE, SIR.

I CAN'T IGNORE THAT.

WELL, I'M JUST THINKIN' ABOUT WHAT'S
BEST FOR THE NAVY, COMMANDER.

SO AM I, SIR.

GENERAL.

[door closing]

[man chattering]

CAPTAIN PERRY!

GENERAL?

REWRITE THE MISSION.

WITHOUT THE SEALS.

YES, SIR.

[door opens]

I'M GLAD I DON'T
HAVE TO BRIEF HIM.

I COULD ORDER YOU TO.

YOU COULD, SIR. BUT YOU WON'T.

AND WHY NOT?

BECAUSE THEN YOU'D HAVE
TO DEAL WITH THE SENATOR.

YOU'D RATHER FACE HIS
ANGER THAN HER EYES.

SIR.

HOW WAS THE FLIGHT, ADMIRAL?

BUMPY.

SENATOR, THIS IS
LIEUTENANT J.G. AUSTIN.

SHE'LL BE ACTING AS
YOUR ESCORT HERE.

MY CONDOLENCES, SENATOR.

THANK YOU, LIEUTENANT.
I'LL ADD THEM TO MY LIST.

I DIDN'T COME TO PUERTO RICO TO
TAKE A TOUR OF THE BASE, ADMIRAL.

I CAME FOR MY SON'S BODY.

COMMANDER?

I'M AFRAID WE CAN'T RELEASE THE
LIEUTENANT'S BODY AT THIS TIME, MA'AM.

AND WHY NOT?

THE PATHOLOGIST HASN'T
FINISHED HIS FORENSICS REPORT.

WASN'T A SIMPLE
ACCIDENT, WAS IT?

I CAN'T SAY, MA'AM. OUR
INVESTIGATION ISN'T COMPLETE.

YOU MEAN YOUR COVER-UP.

MY OFFICERS DON'T
COVER, SENATOR.

MA'AM, I'VE MADE ARRANGEMENTS
FOR YOU AT THE V.I.P. QUARTERS.

I'M SURE YOU'LL FIND IT MORE CONDUCIVE
TO ASKING QUESTIONS THAN THE FLIGHT LINE.

IS IT ALSO MORE CONDUCIVE TO
GETTING ANSWERS, LIEUTENANT?

BETTER THAN HERE, MA'AM.

WE'LL SEE.

HOW BAD IS IT, MR. RABB?

LOOKS LIKE THE SEAL TEAM WAS
NEGLIGENT AND TRIED TO COVER IT, SIR.

DAMN IT.

I WANT A FACE-TO-FACE WITH THEM.

I ASSUMED YOU WOULD, ADMIRAL.
I HAVE THE TEAM STANDING BY.

[car engine starting]

MY NAME IS ADMIRAL CHEGWIDDEN.

I AM THE JUDGE ADVOCATE
GENERAL, OF THE UNITED STATES NAVY.

BEFORE I LEAVE THIS HANGAR,

I WILL KNOW THE WHY AND THE HOW,

OF LIEUTENANT
DOUGLAS MARION'S DEATH,

OR COMMANDER RABB HERE
IS GONNA HAVE YOUR ASS.

AND I'M GONNA OWN YOUR SOUL.

GENERAL BEHNKE GAVE
ME A DIRECT ORDER, SIR.

TO SUBMIT A FALSE
AFTER ACTION REPORT?

YES, SIR. AND YOU DID IT?

SIR, IT WAS A DIRECT ORDER, SIR.

BUT WAS IT LAWFUL?

SIR, I HAVE TO ASSUME ANY ORDER
IN A BLACK OPERATION IS LAWFUL,

OR I WOULDN'T OBEY HALF OF THEM.

IT WASN'T A TRAINING JUMP.

LIEUTENANT MARION WAS
KILLED ON A MISSION, WASN'T HE?

YES, SIR! AS YOU WERE, CHIEF!

SORRY, BOSS. I CAN'T LET
YOU TWIST IN THE WIND ALONE.

SIR, I'VE BEEN DOIN' THIS
LONGER THAN THE LIEUTENANT.

I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER, SIR.

YES, YOU SHOULD HAVE, CHIEF.

DAMN IT, CHIEF, I
SAID AS YOU WERE!

AYE, SIR!

YOUR ADHERENCE TO YOUR CODE
OF SILENCE IS ADMIRABLE, LIEUTENANT.

BUT NOW THE CAT'S OUT OF THE
BAG. MAY AS WELL TELL US THE REST.

AN OATH IS AN OATH, SIR. I
DON'T TAKE THEM LIGHTLY.

MANY AN HONORABLE MAN HAS
PERISHED ON THAT SWORD, SON.

SO BE IT, SIR.

IT WAS A DRUG
INTERDICTION MISSION, SIR!

AS YOU WERE, FRANK!

IN THE COLUMBIA, SIR!

ARE YOU ALL DEAF?

I KNOW THE FEELING, LIEUTENANT,
HAVE THE SAME PROBLEM WITH MY PEOPLE.

WHAT WAS LIEUTENANT
MARION'S ROLE IN THE MISSION?

HE WAS TO FLY OUT A PLANE
INTELLIGENCE SAID WOULD BE THERE.

I GUESS THE IDEA WAS TO SHOW THE DRUG
LORDS THEIR COCAINE PLANES WEREN'T SAFE.

EVEN IN THEIR OWN
BACKYARDS, SIR.

WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST GET A
PILOT WHO WAS HALO QUALIFIED?

GENERAL BEHNKE CHANGED THE
METHOD OF INSERTION FROM 30-30 TO HALO

2 HOURS BEFORE LAUNCH.

WHY?

I BELIEVE HE WANTED US
TO TURN HIM DOWN, SIR.

HIS BOYS WERE ASSIGNED THE
MISSION UNTIL SOMEONE FROM NAVY

TALKED WASHINGTON
INTO GIVING IT TO US.

SOME PENTAGON PENCIL PUSHER'S
IDEAL WAY TO GRABBIN' GOOD HEADLINES.

YES, SIR.

SIR. IT'S NO EXCUSE,

BUT LIEUTENANT MARION SAID IF HE COULD
EJECT FROM 35,000, WHY COULDN'T HE JUMP?

I AGREED.

I THOUGHT HIS ONLY PROBLEM MIGHT BE LANDING
IN WATER WITH ALL THE GEAR WE CARRY.

SO WE EACH TOOK
SOME OF HIS LOAD.

HE ONLY JUMPED WITH HIS
SUIT, CHUTE AND O2 BOTTLE.

I NEVER THOUGHT HE'D PANIC
AND RIP OFF HIS OXYGEN MASK.

DID YOU RECOVER HIS EQUIPMENT?

YES, SIR.

THE O2 BOTTLE WAS HALF FULL. HIS
MASK WAS FUNCTIONING PROPERLY.

A NAVAL AVIATOR WOULD NEVER
RIP OFF HIS OXYGEN MASK, SIR,

UNLESS SOMETHING
WERE VERY WRONG.

I AGREE. CHECK IT OUT, MR. RABB.

AND I'M GONNA HAVE A LITTLE
CONVERSATION WITH THIS GENERAL BEHNKE.

SIR?

I UNDERSTAND THE
LIEUTENANT'S MOTHER'S HERE.

UNFORTUNATELY.

SEAL TEAM 2 HAS A TRADITION,

OF WRITING A LETTER BEFORE EVERY
MISSION IN CASE WE DON'T RETURN.

LIEUTENANT MARION WROTE THIS.

IF YOU WOULD GIVE
IT TO HIS MOTHER,

I WOULD APPRECIATE IT, SIR.

HE WAS ONLY WITH YOU 2 DAYS.

HE JUMPED WITH SEAL TEAM 2, SIR.

AND TRADITION'S TRADITION.

I LIKE YOU, SON.

PROBABLY GONNA
HANG YOU, BUT I LIKE YOU.

YES, SIR! THANK YOU, SIR!

YOU KNOW WHO STARTED
THAT TRADITION, LIEUTENANT?

NO, SIR.

ENSIGN CHEGWIDDEN.

♪ [music playing]

[people chattering]

OH, LOOK AT THEM.
SO YOUNG AND COCKY.

THEY THINK THEY'RE INVINCIBLE.

THEY ARE, MA'AM.

WHAT WORLD DO YOU
LIVE IN, LIEUTENANT?

DYING IN THE SERVICE
IS DYING WITH HONOR.

HONOR BELONGS TO THE
SOUL WHICH IS INVINCIBLE.

OH, I SEE.

SO, NOW MY SON LIVES ON FOREVER

IN SOME VALHALLA RESERVE
FOR TRAINING ACCIDENTS.

THE TRAGEDY OF HIS DEATH
DOESN'T DIMINISH THE HONOR, MA'AM.

THERE IS NO HONOR IN A
USELESS DEATH, LIEUTENANT.

NO DEATH IS USELESS.
THEY ALL SERVE A PURPOSE.

EVEN IF IN OUR
GRIEF IT ELUDES US.

THE PURPOSE OF MY SON'S
DEATH DOESN'T ELUDE ME.

IT'S TO DISMANTLE THE SEALS,

SO MORE YOUNG
LIVES AREN'T WASTED.

HIS GEAR WAS SECURED
RIGHT AFTER THE ACCIDENT.

LOOKS BRAND NEW.

SPECIAL OPS ISSUED IT TO
HIM AN HOUR BEFORE LAUNCH.

YOU DIDN'T HAVE A SPARE?

WE DON'T CARRY
ANY, SIR. BUDGET CUTS.

IS THIS EQUIPMENT DIFFERENT
THAN YOURS, LIEUTENANT?

NO, SIR. THAT'S SEAL ISSUED.

WELL, THEN GENERAL BEHNKE KNEW
HE WAS SENDIN' YOU ON A HALO JUMP

LONG BEFORE HE TOLD YOU OR HE
WOULDN'T HAVE REQUISITIONED IT.

I DON'T LIKE WHAT
THAT IMPLIES, SIR.

NEITHER DO I.

LET'S SEE IF WE CAN DIG UP A
MASTER AVIATION MECHANIC.

PLEASE. STAY SEATED, LIEUTENANT.

SENATOR MARION,
GENERAL NATHAN BEHNKE.

YOU HAVE MY DEEPEST
SYMPATHIES, MA'AM.

MMM, HAVE A SEAT, GENERAL.

NOW I'M GETTING
THEM FROM THE ARMY.

SENATOR?

WERE YOUR CONDOLENCES PRO
FORMA OR DID YOU KNOW MY SON?

NOT PERSONALLY, MA'AM.

HOWEVER, HIS UNIT WAS
TECHNICALLY UNDER MY COMMAND.

WELL, EITHER IT WAS
OR IT WASN'T, GENERAL.

IT WAS, SENATOR.

PERHAPS YOU CAN ENLIGHTEN
ME ABOUT MY SON'S DEATH.

THE NAVY SEEMS VERY RELUCTANT.

I IMAGINE THEY ARE, SENATOR.

HAVE YOU SPOKEN WITH
ADMIRAL CHEGWIDDEN, SIR?

(Marion) LET HIM
SPEAK, LIEUTENANT.

WHY IS THE NAVY
STONEWALLING ME, GENERAL?

I DON'T KNOW ALL
THE DETAILS, SENATOR,

BUT YOUR SON DIED

WHEN A SEAL LIEUTENANT TOOK HIM
ON A HIGH ALTITUDE PARACHUTE JUMP

HE WASN'T QUALIFIED TO MAKE.

I KNEW IT. SO DID YOU.

YES, MA'AM.

BUT UNTIL WE KNOW THE DETAILS,

WHICH THE ADMIRAL AND LIEUTENANT
COMMANDER RABB ARE GATHERING AT THE MOMENT,

ALL WE CAN DO IS SPECULATE.

WHAT HAPPENED IS THAT MY SON WAS
KILLED BECAUSE OF SEAL NEGLIGENCE

AND I'M GONNA HAVE
THEIR ASSES FOR IT.

I HAVE AN OPERATION RUNNING.

[Behnke clears throat]

AGAIN, UH, MY
CONDOLENCES, SENATOR.

THANK YOU, GENERAL, FOR
BEING SO FORTHRIGHT WITH ME.

LEAST I COULD DO, MA'AM.

[Behnke clears throat]

(Harm) FILTERS LOOK CLEAN.

YES, SIR.

NOT THE KIND OF THING
LIKELY TO CAUSE A PROBLEM.

THE WHOLE UNIT LOOKS BRAND NEW.

WHICH MAKES ME WONDER,

WHAT THE HELL
HAPPENED TO THIS "O" RING.

IT'S CRACKED.

A CRACK, WOULDN'T
BE SO CLEAN, SIR.

THIS "O" RING'S BEEN CUT.

INTENTIONALLY, CHIEF?

I'D BE HARD-PRESSED TO FIGURE OUT
HOW IT HAPPENED ACCIDENTALLY, SIR.

I DON'T UNDERSTAND.

I PERSONALLY TESTED THAT
MASK AFTER THE ACCIDENT.

IT DIDN'T LEAK.

THAT'S CAUSE THE
SLIT'S TOO SMALL TO LEAK,

IN THE WARM AIR AT SEA LEVEL.

BUT AT 30,000 FEET, WHERE
THE AIR IS COLDER THAN HELL,

THAT "O" RING WOULD
CONTRACT, WIDENING THE SLIT.

YES, SIR. AND THEN GETTIN'
AIR WOULD HAVE BEEN...

WOULD HAVE BEEN HARDER THAN SUCKIN'
UP WET CONCRETE THROUGH A SODA STRAW.

THIS IS EVIDENCE, LIEUTENANT. AND
I WANT THIS UNDER LOCK AND KEY.

YES, SIR.

CHIEF, THE LIEUTENANT
OWES YOU BIG TIME.

NAME IT, CHIEF.

WELL, A KNUCKLEHEAD 1200
HARLEY WOULD BE NICE, SIR.

BUT I'LL SETTLE
FOR A CASE OF BEER.

YOU GOT IT, CHIEF.

ANOTHER NIGHT TRAINING
MISSION, LIEUTENANT?

I SUPPOSE SO, MA'AM.

♪ [music playing]

AS YOU WERE.

SENATOR, I HAVE SOME, UH, DISTURBING
NEWS IN REGARDS TO YOUR SON'S DEATH.

I ALREADY HAVE IT, ADMIRAL.

MY SON WAS KILLED
BECAUSE OF SEAL NEGLIGENCE.

GENERAL BEHNKE
INFORMED THE SENATOR, SIR.

WHERE IS THIS
GENERAL, LIEUTENANT?

(Marion) MORE
IMPORTANTLY, ADMIRAL,

WHERE IS THE OFFICER

WHO IS RESPONSIBLE
FOR MY SON'S DEATH?

I BELIEVE YOU'LL FIND HIM AT
SPECIAL OPS HEADQUARTERS, MA'AM.

EXPLAIN YOURSELF, MR. RABB.

SIR, I HAVE EVIDENCE THAT LIEUTENANT
MARION'S OXYGEN MASK WAS SABOTAGED

BY SOMEONE IN GENERAL
BEHNKE'S COMMAND.

OH, NO.

YOU'RE NOT GONNA DEFLECT MY
WRATH BY TURNING MY SON'S DEATH

INTO AN ARMY-NAVY GAME.

MA'AM, THE GENERAL
HIMSELF MAY BE INVOLVED.

YOU BETTER HAVE SOME
HARD EVIDENCE TO BACK UP

THOSE KIND OF
ACCUSATIONS, MR. RABB.

SIR, THE GENERAL CHANGED
THE MISSION TO A HALO JUMP

2 HOURS BEFORE THE LAUNCH.

AND HE SUPPLIED LIEUTENANT
MARION'S OXYGEN MASK.

I HAD A MASTER AVIATION
MECHANIC DISASSEMBLE IT,

AND WE FOUND AN
INTENTIONALLY SLIT "O" RING.

WHEN THE LIEUTENANT JUMPED,
HE WAS UNABLE TO GET OXYGEN,

AND LOST CONSCIOUSNESS
AND COULDN'T OPEN HIS CHUTE.

I'M SORRY, MA'AM.

WHY WOULD GENERAL
BEHNKE WANT TO KILL MY SON?

WITHOUT A PILOT, THE SEALS
COULDN'T COMPLETE THE MISSION.

THE MAN'S A GENERAL IN
THE UNITED STATES ARMY.

HIS SENSE OF COMPETITION,
WHILE I'M SURE IS QUITE KEEN,

HE'S CERTAINLY GONNA
STOP SHORT OF MURDER.

ONLY THE GENERAL
CAN ANSWER THAT, SIR.

I'M GOING.

10-HUT.

SIR, THIS AREA IS OFF LIMITS...
AT EASE, STAFF SERGEANT.

[men chattering]

TELL YOUR GENERAL ADMIRAL
CHEGWIDDEN'S HERE TO SEE HIM.

GENERAL BEHNKE ISN'T HERE, SIR.

WHERE IS HE, CAPTAIN?

I'M NOT AT LIBERTY TO SAY, SIR.

YOU'RE NOT GOING TO BE AT
LIBERTY AT ALL IF I DON'T FIND HIM.

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, ADMIRAL,

IF I ANSWER YOUR QUESTION, I
WILL BE DISOBEYING A DIRECT ORDER.

I SEE.

WELL, WHEN WILL
THE GENERAL RETURN?

SORRY, SIR. I DON'T KNOW, SIR.

WHEN THE GENERAL RETURNS,

WILL YOU TELL HIM THAT
I WANT TO SEE HIM ASAP?

YES, SIR.

SENATOR.

SERGEANT!

SEND SOMEONE TO KEEP
AN EYE ON SEAL TEAM 2.

AND GET ME THE GENERAL,

ON A SCRAMBLED LINE.

YES, SIR.

THERE'S A MISSION IN
PROGRESS. HOW DO YOU KNOW?

YOU CAN SMELL THE ADRENALINE.

THE SENATORIAL EQUIVALENT
WOULD BE ELECTION DAY.

I CAUGHT A GLIMPSE OF THE OPERATIONS
MAP BEFORE THE CAPTAIN COVERED IT.

THERE'S A REFUEL POINT

MID-WAY BETWEEN
HERE AND COLUMBIA.

FOR THE BLACK HAWKS
THAT JUST TOOK OFF.

GENERAL BEHNKE IS GOING
BACK TO COLUMBIA, SIR.

ONLY THIS TIME
WITHOUT SEAL TEAM 2.

THE HELL HE IS.

MR. RABB, I WANT YOU TO FIND OUT WHY
GENERAL BEHNKE DIDN'T WANT THE SENATOR'S SON

FLYIN' THAT PLANE
OUT OF COLUMBIA.

YES, SIR. HOW, SIR?

HALO JUMP WITH THE
SEALS, FETCH IT ON BACK.

HALO JUMP, SIR? AYE, AYE, SIR!

ADMIRAL, UNDER WHAT AUTHORITY
DOES THE COMMANDER DO THIS?

AUTHORITY?

THAT OF A JAG OFFICER
CONDUCTING AN INVESTIGATION, MA'AM.

THERE YOU GO.

WASHINGTON WILL HAVE
YOUR STARS FOR THIS, ADMIRAL.

WELL, IF ANYTHING GOES WRONG,

LIEUTENANT AUSTIN'S
MY POINT OF AUTHORITY.

I'LL GIVE 'EM HER BARS.

(Cody) "WARS MAY BE
FOUGHT WITH WEAPONS,

BUT THEY ARE WON WITH MEN."

GEORGE S. PATTON.

"THE BATTLE IS NOT TO THE
STRONG, BUT TO THE BRAVE."

PATRICK HENRY.

"IT IS A TRUTH UNIVERSALLY
ACKNOWLEDGED

"THAT A SINGLE MAN IN
POSSESSION OF GOOD FORTUNE,

MUST BE IN WANT OF A WIFE."

JANE AUSTEN!

(men) JANE AUSTEN?

[men grumbling]

I WATCH P.B.S.

WHEN I CALL THE 2-MINUTE WARNING,
WE'LL START TO DE-PRESSURIZE.

YOU'LL HAVE TO PUT ON YOUR MASK.

I'LL LOOK AFTER
THE SENATOR, CHIEF.

YES, SIR.

IT'S SO COLD!

IT DOESN'T SEEM TO BOTHER THEM.

OH, HELL, THEY'RE YOUNG.

THEY'VE GOT THE FIRE OF
WARRIORS IN THEIR BELLY.

[men chattering]

(Adams) H.Q. ON THE HORN, SIR.

SEAL TEAM 2 DEPARTED ROSY
ROADS IN A HERC AT 23:50 HOURS.

DAMN IT.

SHOVE IT TO THE FIREWALL!

YES, SIR.

(jumpmaster) 2 MINUTES.
PREPARE FOR DECOMPRESSION.

IT'S TIME, SENATOR!

OH, YES.

PUT THIS OVER YOUR MOUTH
AND JUST BREATHE NORMALLY.

HOW'S YOUR MASK, SIR?

[inhaling]

BY THE WAY, COMMANDER
RABB. CAN YOU SWIM?

NOW'S A HELL OF A TIME TO ASK!

30 SECONDS.

LET'S GO!

(jumpmaster) 10, 9, 8, 7, 6,

5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

GO! GO! GO!

[inhaling]

THEY JUST

STEPPED OFF INTO THE NIGHT.

YES, MA'AM.

IT WAS... IT WAS SO, UH, SO...

HEROIC?

YEAH.

BEFORE EACH MISSION,

THE MEN WRITE A LETTER IN
CASE THEY DON'T COME BACK.

YOUR SON ADDRESSED HIS TO YOU.

I THINK YOU'RE READY
TO READ IT NOW.

SIR, WE'RE PICKIN' UP AN AIRCRAFT
EXFILTRATING IN THE TARGET AREA.

I.F.F. SQUAWKS IT
FRIENDLY, GENERAL.

WE GOTTA GET THAT COCAINE PLANE
BEFORE THE SEALS AND DESTROY IT.

SIR?

WE'VE GOT TO.

[crickets chirping]

THE COCAINE PLANE,
IT MUST BE GONE.

ALL THAT'S LEFT ON THE
AIR FIELD IS THAT OLD R4-D.

(Harm) MAYBE THAT'S IT.

(Kellogue) IT DOESN'T
MAKE SENSE.

THE CARTELS FLY THOSE
NEW RUSSIAN ANTONOVS,

NOT A WORLD WAR II HUNK OF JUNK.

THAT HUNK OF JUNK'S
OUR WAY OUTTA HERE.

YOU THINK THAT'LL FLY?

THERE'S ONLY ONE
WAY TO FIND OUT.

SEE THE SMOKER?

GOT HIM.

THOSE ARE FUEL DRUMS BEHIND HIM.

LET'S HOPE HIS COMPADRES
ARE JUST AS CARELESS.

SHIPP WILL COVER
YOU TO THE PLANE.

IF THOSE OLD RECIPS START,
THEY'LL WAKE THE DEAD.

I'LL WAIT UNTIL YOU SET
OFF YOUR FIREWORKS,

MAYBE THE NOISE WILL
COVER THE START UP.

WELL, YOU GOT A BETTER IDEA?

WHO SAID, "I WILL FIGHT
NO MORE FOREVER?"

I DON'T KNOW.

I DON'T KNOW, EITHER.

BUT HE WASN'T A SEAL.

[Kellogue and Shipp whoop]

FEET DRY, SIR. TARGET IN 10.

[beeps]

[beeps]

(Shipp) WHAT THE
HELL IS THIS, SIR?

LOOKS LIKE AN AWACS SETUP.

THE CARTELS MUST USE THIS
TO SLIP THEIR DRUG PLANES

PAST OUR NAVY AND
COAST GUARD INTERCEPTS.

THAT'S PRETTY DAMN SLICK.

WHY WOULD YOU USE
AN OLD BIRD LIKE THIS?

BECAUSE IT'S AN OLD BIRD, CHIEF.

EVERYONE KNOWS THE CARTELS GOT
MONEY FOR THE NEWEST AND THE BEST,

SO, WHO'D SUSPECT
AN OLD BIRD LIKE THIS

FLYIN' AROUND THE GULF?

(Harm) THIS IS SPECIAL
OPS GEAR OUT OF MACDILL.

THAT'S WHY BEHNKE DIDN'T
WANT THIS FLOWN OUT OF HERE.

HE SOLD THIS RIG TO THE CARTELS.

I WANT NOTHIN' LEFT
BUT SMOKE AND ASHES.

YES, GENERAL!

(Harm) WHERE'S THE
BATTERY SWITCH?

(Shipp) WHAT'S IT LOOK LIKE?

[Harm exclaiming]

NOW YOU GOTTA FIND THE STARTER.

UH, THAT'S IT.

I HOPE.

WELL, EVERYTHING'S IN SPANISH.

DAMN.

[beeps]

[engine sputtering]

[men shouting]

[control beeps]

[men screaming]

(Harm) COME ON!

COME ON!

TURN OVER.

COME ON.

[men yelling]

[engine starts]

YES!

GET 'EM ON BOARD, CHIEF!

[men shouting]

[groans]

GO! GO! GO!

IT'S TO THE FIREWALL.

[gun firing]

ALL HELL'S BREAKIN'
LOOSE, GENERAL.

WE'RE RUNNING OUT OF RUNWAY!

THEN WE'D BETTER FLY!

WHOA!

[both whooping]

THEY MADE IT.

YES.

WHAT DO WE DO NOW, GENERAL?

GO HOME, MAJOR.

YOU GO HOME.

LET'S TAKE HER BACK TO BASE.

GENERAL! GENERAL!

(anchorman) NAVY
LIEUTENANT DOUGLAS MARION

WAS LAID TO REST TODAY
WITH FULL MILITARY HONORS.

NOT FAR FROM THE
GRAVE OF HIS FATHER,

A NAVAL AVIATOR WHO DIED
25 YEARS AGO IN VIETNAM.

(honor guard) ATTEN-HUT!

READY.

AIM, HO!

[guns fire]

AIM, HO!

[guns fire]

AIM, HO!

[guns fire]

[honor guard shouting]

[honor guard shouting]

[jet engines rumbling]

THANK YOU.