JAG (1995–2005): Season 1, Episode 8 - Brig Break - full transcript

(Drum) ALL CLEAR, SIR.

GIVE ME YOUR KEYS.
WHAT'S WITH THE SEARCH?

AH, NEW PROVOST
MARSHAL. MAJOR ASPINAL.

COME ON, CORPORAL.
WAIVE ME THROUGH.

I'VE GOT A 24-HOUR PASS
AND A HOT MAMA WAITIN' ON ME.

CAN'T DO IT. GIVE ME THE KEYS.

I DON'T THINK SO.

HALT!

[tires screeching]

[brakes screeching]

(Drum) OUT OF THE CAR, QUINN!



PAT HIM DOWN.

CHECK THE TRUNK. RIGHT.

(Drum) WHAT, ARE YOU CRAZY,
MAN? WE COULD'VE KILLED YOU!

(Quinn) MARINES DON'T
SHOOT THAT GOOD.

TOMMY, LOOK AT THIS.

HE'S GOT A STINGER IN HIS TRUNK.

WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY
ABOUT THIS, FIRST CLASS?

HOW'D THAT GET IN THERE?

LET'S GO.

[seagulls cawing]

(Meg) AFTER FINDING THE STINGER

IN PETTY OFFICER QUINN'S TRUNK,

THEY PULLED AN INVENTORY
AND FOUND ANOTHER WAS MISSING.

(Harm) WHICH WE CAN
ASSUME HE GOT PAST THE GATE



BEFORE THEY NOTICED HIM.

THAT'S A PRETTY SAFE ASSUMPTION.

WHAT'S THE RUSH?

RUSH?

SPEED LIMIT'S 55.

YOU'VE BEEN DOING 70
SINCE WE GOT OFF THE FERRY.

YEAH, AFTER MACH 1 I
NEVER COULD GO BACK TO 55.

YOU WOULDN'T BE IN A HURRY
TO GET TO THE BASE, WOULD YOU?

WHY WOULD I BE IN A HURRY?

I DON'T KNOW. DILIGENCE?

DID QUINN STEAL
ANY OTHER WEAPONS?

I HOPE NOT.

SEATAC'S GOT EVERYTHING
FROM POSEIDONS TO SADMs.

IT'S THE WEAPONS REPLENISHMENT
CENTER FOR OUR PACIFIC SUBS.

YOU DON'T THINK WE'RE GONNA
HAVE TO BOARD A SUB, DO YOU?

[chuckles]

IF WE DO, I WON'T
LET THEM SUBMERGE.

THAT WOULD BE GREATLY
APPRECIATED, SIR.

[computer beeping]

(man) WHAT'S THE BIG RUSH?

[men chattering]

(guard) LIEUTENANT
RABB? LIEUTENANT AUSTIN?

YOU'RE CLEAR.

THERE IT IS. WHERE THAT
FEMALE OFFICER'S WAITING.

ISN'T THAT... I BELIEVE IT IS.

[men chattering]

(man on P.A. system) S.N.M.
575 NOW ARRIVING DOCK 3.

S.N.M. 575 NOW ARRIVING...

LIEUTENANT CAITLIN PIKE
AT YOUR SERVICE, SIR!

[laughing] KNOCK IT OFF,
KATE. HOW THE HELL ARE YOU?

NEVER BETTER, HARM.

HI, MEG. HI, KATE.

HAS THE LIEUTENANT BEEN
GIVING YOU ANY TROUBLE?

NOTHIN' I CAN'T HANDLE.

I GOT THE MESSAGE
YOU LEFT ON MY MACHINE.

OH, THE LIEUTENANT CALLED YOU?

DIDN'T YOU TELL HER?

IT MUST HAVE SLIPPED MY MIND.

IT HAPPENS A LOT.

I HAD THE SAME PROBLEM WITH HIM.

I'D LOVE TO TAKE YOU
UP ON THE DINNER OFFER,

BUT MAJOR ASPINAL
GOT TO ME FIRST.

WELL, HOW ABOUT LUNCH?

HE SCHEDULED A WORKING
LUNCH, BRIEFING HIS STAFF

ON THE LEGAL PITFALLS
OF SEARCH AND SEIZURE.

WELL, SOUNDS LIKE MAJOR
ASPINAL HAS YOU ALL TIED UP.

I CAN CUT YOU 10 MINUTES, NOW.

IT'LL TAKE ME THAT LONG TO
GET THROUGH THE PAPERWORK.

YOU SURE?

OH, I THINK I CAN
HANDLE THE -77501, SIR.

401s.

NO, KATE. I BELIEVE IT'S 501s.

WHATEVER. JUST GET 'EM STARTED
BEFORE MY 10 MINUTES IS UP.

WHICH WAY IS THE OFFICER'S MESS?

THIS WAY. SEE YOU, MEG.

YOU BETCHA.

[men chattering]

[men chattering]

LIEUTENANT AUSTIN FOR PETTY
OFFICER FIRST CLASS PETER QUINN.

[man chattering on radio]

DO YOU HAVE YOUR -77501s, MA'AM?

DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY OF
THESE I PROCESS IN A YEAR, MA'AM?

NO.

TOO MANY.

THIS CLEARS 2 OFFICERS, MA'AM.

MY PARTNER WILL
BE ALONG SHORTLY.

GOOD. BECAUSE I WOULDN'T
WANT YOU GOIN' IN THERE ALONE.

AND WHY IS THAT, GUNNERY
SERGEANT GENTRY?

YOU'RE A FEMALE, MA'AM.

THAT DOESN'T MEAN I'M INCAPABLE OF
INTERVIEWING PRISONERS BY MYSELF.

NOW TAKE ME TO
PETTY OFFICER QUINN,

AND WHEN MY PARTNER, LIEUTENANT
RABB, ARRIVES, ESCORT HIM TO US.

YES, MA'AM. SERGEANT LOWELL?

(Lowell) YES, GUNNY?

(man on radio) UH, WHAT'S
YOUR LOCATION, AGAIN?

[door buzzing]

[whistles]

(Jessie) HEY, SWEET
THING. YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL.

(Davis) WHERE
YOU GOIN', DARLIN'?

IN HERE, LIEUTENANT.

[prisoners laughing]

OOOH.

[Davis laughs]

(Davis) SHE LIKES YOU, QUINN.

WE DIDN'T GET NO WOMAN
OFFICER DEFENDIN' US.

YOU'RE TOO PRETTY FOR
A FEMALE LAWYER, JESSIE.

AND DAVIS IS TOO HORNY.

WHAT'S THAT MAKE YOU?

WELL, I'M BETWEEN
PRETTY AND HORNY.

I GUESS THAT MAKES
ME PRETTY HORNY.

[all laughing]

KNOCK IT OFF, MAGGOTS!

(Kate) ADMIRAL BROVO'S LAST
ACT BEFORE GOING INTO EXILE

WAS TO TRANSFER ME TO CINCPAC.

I FIGURED HAWAII, HERE I COME!

[men chattering]

BUT THE PLANE STOPPED
IN SEATTLE. AHEM.

SO I STOWED THE BIKINI
AND BOUGHT MITTENS.

I'D LOVE TO SEE YOU
IN THEM. MY MITTENS?

MMM-HMM. JUST YOUR MITTENS.

[laughs]

OH.

I MISS YOU, HARM. I
MISS YOU, TOO, KATE.

I WOULD HAVE CALLED, BUT I THOUGHT
YOU WERE IN BAHRAIN WITH ADMIRAL BROVO.

AND WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL?

I WAS GOING TO, BUT I
DON'T KNOW, I WAS BUSY

TRANSFERRING OUT HERE AND I
KNEW THEY TEAMED YOU WITH MEG.

YEAH, BUT WE COULD HAVE...

YOU KNOW.

NO. DRAW ME A PICTURE.

[both laugh]

I'LL LEAVE HIM CUFFED, MA'AM.
IF HE GIVES YOU ANY TROUBLE,

JUST HIT THE PANIC
BUTTON ON THE TABLE HERE.

[door closing]

HAVE A SEAT.

YOUR RECORD ISN'T
EXACTLY ONE TO BE PROUD OF.

I LIKE IT.

ASSAULT. DISORDERLY
CONDUCTS. 2 CAPTAIN'S MASTS.

I DON'T SEE HOW YOU
MADE PETTY OFFICER.

IN FACT, QUINN, I DON'T SEE HOW
YOU STAYED IN THE NAVY THIS LONG.

WELL, THEY NEED ME.

WHEN IT COMES TO WEAPONS, NOBODY
KNOWS THEM BETTER THAN QUINN. NOBODY.

SO WHY AREN'T YOU
HANDLING THIS QUINN DEFENSE?

BELIEVE ME, I WANTED TO.

BUT MAJOR ASPINAL'S TAKEN OVER
THE PROVOST MARSHAL'S OFFICE HERE,

AND HE'S ONE BY-THE-BOOK MARINE.

NOTHING WRONG WITH
THAT. LISTEN TO YOU!

YOU THREW AWAY THE
BOOK WHEN YOU WERE 16.

NOT TRUE. I JUST READ
A DIFFERENT BOOK.

ANYWAY...

[both laugh]

HE DOESN'T WANT ME ON ANY CASES

UNTIL I'VE BROUGHT
EVERYONE UP-TO-DATE

ON THE UNIFORMED
CODE OF MILITARY JUSTICE.

SO, HOW ARE YOU AND
MEG GETTING ALONG?

SHE HAS THIS THING ABOUT TRYING TO
PROVE SHE'S AS GOOD AS ANY MALE OFFICER.

DON'T WE ALL.

[chuckles]

DOES SHE HAVE A
BOYFRIEND WHO'S A SPOOK?

[chuckles]

ARE YOU JEALOUS?

[chuckling] OUR RELATIONSHIP
IS STRICTLY PROFESSIONAL.

SO WAS OURS.

DAVIS?

YEAH?

ARE WE GONNA WAIT?

NO, LET'S GO!

(Jessie) GUNNY! THERE'S
SOMETHING WRONG WITH DAVIS, MAN!

HE'S REALLY SICK!

GET IN HERE! HEY!

GET BACK HERE! THERE'S
SOMETHIN' WRONG WITH DAVIS!

GUNNY! GUNNY!

HEY, GUNNY! GUNNY!

GET IN HERE!

RODRIGUEZ, GO SEE
WHAT THAT WHINER WANTS.

OK, GUNNY.

THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG
WITH DAVIS, MAN! HE'S REALLY SICK!

[door buzzing]

GET IN HERE! HEY! NOW
WHAT IS IT NOW, JESSIE?

I THINK HE'S DYIN'.

YEAH, RIGHT.

[groaning]

AW, WHAT A MESS.

I'M TELLIN' YOU, MAN.
I THINK HE'S DYIN'.

HE'S NOT DYIN'. HE'S JUST SICK.

[groans]

(Davis) WATER!

(Rodriquez) HEY, GUNNY,
THIS LOOKS PRETTY SERIOUS.

CAN'T YOU GUYS HANDLE
ANYTHING WITHOUT ME?

I GOT IT, GUNNY.

[radio chattering]

WHAT WERE YOU GONNA DO WITH
THAT STINGER? WHAT STINGER?

THE ONE IN THE TRUNK OF YOUR
CAR. THERE WAS A STINGER IN MY CAR?

LISTEN, QUINN... NO,
YOU LISTEN, LIEUTENANT!

I'M NOT GONNA TELL
YOU A DAMN THING.

NOW, YOU CAME. YOU
SAW ME. YOU DID YOUR JOB.

NOW GO BACK TO JAG AND TELL 'EM
I DON'T WANT NOBODY DEFENDIN' ME.

SIT DOWN. GO, LIEUTENANT.

[grunts]

[door buzzing]

DAVIS IS SICK. THREW
UP ALL OVER THE PLACE.

WELL, OPEN HIS DOOR.

[Davis coughing]

YO, DAVIS, YOU ALL RIGHT?

YOU ALL RIGHT?

[screaming]

LIEUTENANT, IF YOU DON'T
WANT TO GET YOURSELF KILLED,

YOU SIT DOWN AND YOU STAY DOWN.

[Rodriguez grunting]

WHAT'S GOING ON HERE,
GUNNERY SERGEANT?

I BELIEVE IT'S CALLED
A BRIG BREAK, MA'AM.

HEY, CAN WE TAKE HER WITH US?

I DON'T KNOW. GET THESE
DAMN THINGS OFF ME.

YOU'LL NEVER GET AWAY WITH THIS.

YOU AND ME, WE'RE GONNA GET
TO KNOW EACH OTHER REAL GOOD

BEFORE THIS IS OVER, MA'AM.

LET'S MOVE.

[laughs]

IT'S STILL DUTY FIRST WITH YOU.

RIGHT?

RIGHT.

[cutlery clattering]

BRIG BREAK! CALL SECURITY!

[grunts]

[both grunting]

[tires screeching]

[grunts]

[tires screeching]

[groans]

[tires screeching]

HARM!

[tires screeching]

HALT! STOP!

STOP IT.

I'M JUST GETTIN' STARTED, DELLA.

HE CALLS EVERY
GIRL HE DOES, DELLA.

THAT'S RIGHT, DELLA.

[men laughing]

YOU'RE NOT GONNA STOP?

I ALWAYS STOP FOR FELLOW
TRAVELERS IN DISTRESS.

THEY'RE ONLY MINUTES BEHIND US.

DO YOURSELF A FAVOR, QUINN.
START THINKIN' OF ME AS YOUR C.O.

WHEN I SAY JUMP, YOU
SAY, "HOW HIGH, SIR?"

[Davis laughing]

HOW'RE YOU DOIN'?
HOW'RE YOU BOYS DOIN'?

WHAT SEEMS TO BE
THE PROBLEM HERE?

YOU HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH
THAT STABBING IN THE CELL.

I CAN TESTIFY TO THAT.

YOU DRIVE ME OUT OF
HERE AND I'LL STAND BY YOU.

WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO, LIEUTENANT?
GIVE ME A REDUCED SENTENCE?

FOR STARTERS.

YOU CAN'T GET OFF THIS ISLAND.

WHEN THE MARINES
CATCH UP WITH US,

YOU'LL EITHER BE KILLED OR SPEND
THE REST OF YOUR LIFE IN PRISON.

THERE'S A THIRD OPTION.

(corpsman) THAT OUGHT
TO HOLD YOU, LIEUTENANT.

THANKS, CORPSMAN.

I CAN'T BELIEVE GUNNY
GENTRY'S WITH THEM.

WELL, HE WASN'T
DRIVIN' LIKE A HOSTAGE.

I WAS KIND OF HOPIN'
SOMEBODY ELSE CLUBBED ME.

PROBABLY WHAT HE'D HAVE CLAIMED IF
LIEUTENANT RABB HADN'T TRIED TO STOP HIM.

(Lowell) HOW'S RODRIGUEZ?

LUCKY THAT SHIV
MISSED HIS VITAL ORGANS.

LIEUTENANT AUSTIN WAS
HANDCUFFED TO A BLACK PRISONER.

THAT'D BE QUINN,
SIR. WHAT'S HE LIKE?

HE'S UNPREDICTABLE.
ONE MINUTE HE'S FINE,

THE NEXT HE GETS THIS
CRAZY LOOK IN HIS EYES,

AND, WELL, I WOULDN'T
WANT TO BE SHACKLED TO HIM.

LET'S GO.

I WANT THE BRIDGE TO TACOMA
SECURED. THE FERRY HALTED.

ALL OUTBOUND FLIGHTS CANCELLED.

I DON'T WANT A SEAGULL LEAVING
THIS ISLAND UNLESS I CHECK ITS I.D.

YOU UP FOR THIS,
SERGEANT? YES, SIR.

WE'RE LOSIN' A MILE A
MINUTE. GET ABOARD.

WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE
GOING, LIEUTENANT? WITH YOU, MAJOR.

THE HELL YOU ARE! THAT
HOSTAGE IS MY PARTNER, SIR.

SORRY, LIEUTENANT.
WE DON'T HAVE ROOM.

BESIDES, THIS ISN'T A
JOB FOR NAVY LAWYERS.

EVEN LAWYERS HAVE AN
IDEA NOW AND THEN, SIR.

SUCH AS? GETTING A
CHOPPER IN THE AIR.

ALREADY DONE. A MARINE SEA STALLION IS
ON ITS WAY FROM BREMERTON. WHAT ELSE?

THEY KNOW WE'LL SEAL ALL
THE EGRESS FROM THE ISLAND.

THEY MUST HAVE PLANNED ANOTHER
WAY OFF. PERHAPS BY PRIVATE BOAT, SIR.

I DON'T THINK THEY PLANNED
ANYTHING, LIEUTENANT.

BUT AS A PRECAUTION, I'VE GOT THE
COAST GUARD PATROLLING THE COAST LINE.

WHAT ELSE? NOTHING
AT THE MOMENT, SIR, BUT...

THEN I WOULD SUGGEST
THAT YOU AND LIEUTENANT PIKE

START AN INVESTIGATION INTO
HOW THIS BRIG BREAK HAPPENED.

[men chattering]

LET'S GO, CORPORAL.

(Drum) YES, SIR.

(man) LET'S GO. HE'S GOT
NO CLEARANCE BADGE.

[jeep engine starting]

(man) LET'S GO, GO, GO!
PACK IT UP! PACK IT UP!

[jeep driving away]

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
GOIN' AFTER MY PARTNER.

MAJOR ASPINAL ORDERED US
TO START AN INVESTIGATION.

HE SUGGESTED, KATE. I DON'T
HAVE TO FOLLOW SUGGESTIONS.

TO HIM A SUGGESTION
IS AS GOOD AS AN ORDER.

DAMN IT! THEY HAVE MY PARTNER!

I'M SORRY, KATE, BUT IF
THAT WAS YOU OUT THERE,

WOULD YOU WANT ME TO START AN
INVESTIGATION OR COME AFTER YOU?

YOU GOT ANOTHER WEAPON IN THERE?

[men chattering]

THEY'LL HAVE TO STICK TO THE ROAD
WITH THE BUS. WE'LL CATCH THEM SOON.

WHAT THE...

NAVY LAWYERS.

[tires screeching]

WHAT HAPPENED?

(McKissick) HOBBS AND
I RAN INTO TROUBLE.

HE DROVE OFF THE ROAD.

AND SOME OF YOUR BUDDIES CAME
AND TOOK OUR GUNS AND OUR FOOD

AND WHACKED HOBBS HERE
ON THE BACK OF THE HEAD.

YEAH. I CAN'T STAND UP
WITHOUT GETTING DIZZY.

HOW FAR BEHIND THEM
ARE WE? 6-7 MINUTES.

WAS THERE A FEMALE
OFFICER WITH THEM?

AH, I DIDN'T SEE ONE.
MAYBE ON THE BUS.

ANY SIDE ROADS BETWEEN
HERE AND THE FERRY LANDING?

EH, SOME OLD LOGGIN' ROADS.

THAT'S WHAT I WAS AFRAID
OF. THEY ON THE MAP?

YEP.

WHEN I GIVE AN ORDER,
LIEUTENANT, YOU WILL OBEY IT!

YES, SIR.

I TOOK THE MAJOR'S SUGGESTION
AS JUST THAT, A SUGGESTION, SIR.

WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED HERE?

THE ESCAPEES TOOK FOOD AND GUNS FROM
THESE HUNTERS, ASSAULTING ONE WITH A...

BARETTA. A NAVY ISSUE
BARETTA, AND I'M GONNA SUE.

OH, YOU'RE IN LUCK. THESE 2
OFFICERS ARE NAVY LAWYERS.

TALK TO THEM.

THE ONLY THING AT THE END
OF THIS ROAD IS A FERRY LANDING

WHICH THEY'D NEVER
TAKE, SIR. THEY WOULDN'T?

NO, SIR. THEY'D BE TRAPPED
ON A FERRY AND THEY KNOW IT.

THEY'RE NOT
THINKING, LIEUTENANT.

THEY'RE RUNNING LIKE DOGS
THAT DUG OUT UNDER A FENCE.

SIR, DO YOU REALLY BELIEVE

THAT A BREAK OUT INVOLVING
THE BRIG'S GUNNERY SERGEANT

WAS DONE ON THE
SPUR OF THE MOMENT?

MAKE YOUR POINT,
LIEUTENANT. LIEUTENANT PIKE.

(Kate) COMING, SIR.

ANY OF THOSE LOGGING
ROADS LEAD TO THE WATER?

THIS ONE HERE. ABOUT
3 MILES AHEAD OF US.

THAT'S THE ROAD
THEY'LL TAKE, SIR.

THAT CIVILIAN NEEDS
MEDICAL ATTENTION, SIR.

HE COULD HAVE A CONCUSSION.

SERGEANT LOWELL.

SIR.

HAVE THE TROOPS GET THAT
PICKUP BACK ON THE ROAD. YES, SIR.

SEATAC. MOBILE 1.

I'M SENDING A CIVILIAN WITH A
HEAD INJURY IN FOR TREATMENT.

TELL THE FRONT GATE TO
ESCORT THEM TO THE INFIRMARY.

(man) ROGER MOBILE 1.

LIEUTENANT RABB?

I WANT YOU AND LIEUTENANT PIKE

TO ESCORT THE INJURED
MAN TO THE INFIRMARY.

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT,
SIR, I'D RATHER NOT.

I'M NOT SUGGESTING THIS TIME,
LIEUTENANT. I AM ORDERING.

(pilot) 3-ECHO-09 ON TAC 1.

CAN WE BE OF SERVICE? OVER.

MARINE 09, THIS IS
SEATAC MOBILE 1.

WE'RE 6 MILES EAST OF THE
BASE ON A 2-LANE BLACKTOP. OVER.

ON OUR WAY, MOBILE 1.
HOW CAN WE ASSIST? OVER.

WE HAD A BRIG BREAK. THE ESCAPEES ARE
BETWEEN US AND THE FERRY LANDING. OVER.

WITH YOU IN LESS
THAN 5, MOBILE 1.09 OUT.

[engine revving] HELLO. I'M LIEUTENANT
PIKE. CAN I LOOK AT YOUR HEAD?

NO. LET ME JUST SEE IT.

IF YOU'VE GOT A WOUND, I
WANT TO TAKE A LOOK. NO. NO!

I DON'T NEED ANY HELP
FROM THE NAVY LAWYERS.

ESPECIALLY WHEN I'M
GONNA SUE THE NAVY!

WAIT FOR ME!

[helicopter whirring]

LIEUTENANT. YOU'RE THIS
CLOSE TO GETTING WRITTEN UP.

YES, SIR.

(pilot) MOBILE 1.09.

WE'VE GOT YOUR BUS 2 MILES AHEAD OF
YOU HEADING FOR THE FERRY LANDING. OVER.

ON OUR WAY, 09.

ON A LOGGING ROAD, HUH?

(Aspinal) LET'S GO.

MAYBE THEY DID BREAK OUT
ON THE SPUR OF THE MOMENT.

NO. THEY'VE GOT A PLAN.

AND IT DOESN'T INCLUDE
A RIDE ON A FERRY.

DIDN'T COUNT ON THAT, DID YOU?

GEE, I GUESS WE'D
BETTER GIVE UP, HUH, GUYS?

YEAH.

CAN I BE YOUR PRISONER, DELLA?

HOW THE HELL ARE WE
SUPPOSED TO LOSE THE CHOPPER?

WHO SAYS WE WANT TO?

(pilot) MOBILE 1. ECHO 9.

UH, THE BUS IS TURNING UP A DIRT
ROAD ON YOUR STARBOARD SIDE

ABOUT A MILE AHEAD.

MAJOR ASPINAL ISN'T
GOING TO LIKE THAT.

I DON'T LIKE IT.

THEY'RE NOT GONNA
HURT HER, HARM.

KNOCK IT OFF, LIEUTENANT! YOU
DON'T BELIEVE THAT ANY MORE THAN I DO.

[radio chattering]

YES, I DO.

(Gentry) STAY PUT.

[helicopter hovering]

WHY DID WE STOP HERE?

YOU DON'T KNOW, DO
YOU? SHUT UP, LIEUTENANT!

THAT'S THE SECOND TIME YOU
HAVEN'T KNOWN WHY WE STOPPED.

WHATEVER THEIR ESCAPE
PLAN IS, YOU DON'T KNOW IT.

YOU WANT ANOTHER
SLAP UPSIDE THE HEAD?

NO. THEN KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT.

[helicopter hovering]

(pilot) MOBILE 1. THE
BUS HAS STOPPED

NEAR THE CREST OF A RIDGE

ABOUT 500 METERS OFF
THE PAVEMENT. OVER.

(Aspinal) 09. WE'RE
EN ROUTE. OVER.

MOBILE 1. THIS IS 09.

THEY'VE ENTERED THICK TERRAIN AND
WE'RE CIRCLING THE BUS ABOUT 2 MILES

EAST OF A LOGGING ROAD.

THE TREES ARE TOO THICK TO
SEE IF ANYONE EXITED THE BUS.

[guns firing]

WE'RE TAKING INCOMING ROUNDS! I
REPEAT! WE ARE TAKING INCOMING ROUNDS!

DO WE HAVE PERMISSION TO ENGAGE?

I REPEAT, DO WE HAVE
PERMISSION TO ENGAGE? OVER.

09. MOBILE 1. MAJOR
ASPINAL. ENGAGE. OVER.

NO! IN MY COMMAND OR NOT,
YOU'RE ON REPORT, LIEUTENANT!

OUR FIRST PRIORITY IS THE
SAFETY OF THE HOSTAGE, SIR.

MY FIRST PRIORITY IS TO BRING
ESCAPED PRISONERS UNDER CONTROL!

FOR ALL I KNOW, THAT
HOSTAGE IS DEAD! HE'S RIGHT, SIR!

(both) WHO'S RIGHT?

LIEUTENANT RABB, SIR.

YOU HAVEN'T LEGALLY ESTABLISHED
ANY RULES OF ENGAGEMENT.

I'M ESTABLISHING THEM NOW.
WHEN FIRED UPON, FIRE BACK.

WE HAVE NOT MADE CONTACT WITH THE
ESCAPEES NOR NEGOTIATED WITH THEM.

THEY'RE FIRING, DAMN
IT! NOT AT US, SIR!

THE CHOPPER CAN STAND DOWN!

ONCE IT DOES, THEY ARE NO
LONGER A CLEAR THREAT OR DANGER

TO ANYONE BUT THE HOSTAGE!

MAJOR, YOU DON'T WANT A
REPEAT OF RUBY RIDGE HERE.

DO YOU, SIR?

(pilot) MOBILE 1.09.
STARTING OUR RUN.

09. MOBILE 1. HOLD
YOUR FIRE. REPEAT.

HOLD YOUR FIRE!

MOBILE 1.09. BREAKING OFF.

ALL RIGHT, JAG,

YOU'VE GOT 15 MINUTES TO GET
THOSE BRIG RATS OFF THAT HILL.

AFTER THAT, WE BLOW 'EM OFF.

YES, SIR.

I NEED A WHITE FLAG.

(man) YES, SIR. COMIN' UP.

I HAVE TO GO TO THE BATHROOM.

WELL, GO.

WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO? UNLOCK
THE CUFFS AND LOOK THE OTHER WAY.

DON'T HUMILIATE ME.

[sighs]

ALL RIGHT. LET'S GO.

MAKE IT FAST.

SHOULDN'T YOU LEAVE
YOUR WEAPON BEHIND

IF WE'RE UNDER A WHITE FLAG?

IT'S ONLY IN THE MOVIES, KATE.

[sighs]

NOW YOU GIVE ME ONE GOOD REASON

WHY 2 OF US SHOULD
BE DOING THIS?

THEY MIGHT NOT SHOOT A
WOMAN AS QUICKLY AS A MAN.

OK, YOU NEGOTIATE.

I'M NOT THAT BIG A FEMINIST.

SERGEANT LOWELL, TAKE 2
MEN 50 METERS INTO THE WOODS

ON OUR RIGHT AND WORK
UP THE MOUNTAIN. YES, SIR.

CORPORAL DRUM. YOU
DO THE SAME ON THE LEFT.

I WILL GIVE YOU A
2-MINUTE HEAD START,

THEN TINKER AND I
WILL MOVE UP THE ROAD.

IF FIRED UPON, FIRE BACK.

MOVE OUT! (Drum) YES, SIR!

(Lowell) GO! GO! GO!

LOCK AND LOAD.

LET'S GO. YES, SIR.

I TOLD YOU TO WAIT ON THE
BUS. HAD TO GO, YOU KNOW?

WE DON'T CUFF NEGROES
TO WHITE WOMEN.

YOU AFRAID THEY'LL LIKE IT?

SHUT UP, QUINN.

I THOUGHT YOU WAS ONE OF US.

I AM. WE NEED QUINN.

IF ARYAN BOY SCOUTS ARE
A PART OF YOUR LITTLE PLAN,

I DON'T THINK WE'LL
EVER GET OFF THIS ISLAND.

I TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP!

DID HE MOLEST YOU, LIEUTENANT?

I'LL BLOW HIM TO GOD
ALMIGHTY IF HE DID.

NO. I THOUGHT YOU WERE
PRETTY HORNY, QUINN.

MAYBE HE'S JUST PRETTY.

[Davis laughing]

GUNNERY SERGEANT,
YOUR MEN ARE DISGUSTING.

WHAT DO YOU EXPECT?
THEY'RE BRIG RATS.

BUT RATS CAN GET INTO
PLACES PEOPLE CAN'T.

I WAS WRONG TO LET YOU JOIN US.

HEY, WE'LL HEAD TO
CANADA RIGHT NOW

IF YOU WANT TO FINISH
DESERT STORM BY YOURSELF.

UNCUFF HER. I TOOK
HER. I KEEP HER.

LET'S FINISH THE MISSION.
THEN YOU CAN BLOW HIM AWAY.

IF ANYTHING HAPPENS
TO THAT FEMALE OFFICER,

I WILL HOLD YOU PERSONALLY
RESPONSIBLE, GUNNY!

I UNDERSTAND, SIR.

MOUNT UP! LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.

LET'S MOVE!

THEY'RE MOVING. COME ON.

DO NOT SHOOT TO KILL.
THEY'VE GOT THE WHITE FLAG.

GIVE 'EM ONE WARNING SHOT.
AFTER THAT, YOU CAN BLOW 'EM AWAY.

LOCK AND LOAD.

[gun firing]

GET DOWN!

MOVE BACK! MOVE! MOVE BACK!

[grunts]

DRUM'S HIT! PULL BACK!

LET'S GO! LET'S GO!

09. MOBILE 1. OVER.

(pilot) MOBILE 1.09. OVER.

WE'RE TAKING ROUNDS! WE'RE
ON OUR WAY! SEATAC. MOBILE 1.

MOBILE 1. SEATAC.

ESCAPEES HAVE JOINED
WITH AN UNKNOWN FORCE.

WE ARE TAKING AUTOMATIC
WEAPONS FIRE ON THE LOGGING ROAD

8 MILES EAST OF THE BASE.
GO TO MINIMUM SECURITY.

SEND EVERYONE AVAILABLE
TO MY POSITION. A.S.A.P.! OVER!

WELL, GENTRY, WHAT WAS THAT
STUFF ABOUT DESERT STORM?

YOU WANT TO HIT CANADA
WITH MONEY, DON'T YOU?

THAT DEPENDS ON
WHAT I GOT TO DO FOR IT.

FINISH DESERT STORM.

THAT'S OUR CODE NAME.

IT'S A STUPID NAME.

YOU'RE JUST JEALOUS
'CAUSE I THOUGHT OF IT.

NOBODY GETS IT! NOBODY'S
SUPPOSED TO GET IT. IT'S A CODE NAME.

SHUT UP!

YOU TWO ARE WORSE
THAN MY SISTER'S KIDS.

YOU'RE RIGHT, DAVIS.
I DON'T GET IT. I DO.

TO FINISH DESERT STORM,
YOU'D HAVE TO GET SADDAM.

(Jessie) SO?

YOU'RE AFTER THE
SADMs AT SEATAC.

SHE GETS IT, DAVIS.

HOW THE HELL DOES A NAVY
LAWYER KNOW ABOUT SADMs?

I WAS IN WEAPONS
SYSTEMS BEFORE LAW.

MAYBE WE DON'T NEED
YOU AFTER ALL, QUINN.

[laughing]

I THINK WE CAN LOSE
THE WHITE FLAG NOW.

[guns firing]

WE'VE PULLED BACK. YOU CAN SHOOT
AT ANY MOVEMENT ATOP THE RIDGE. OVER.

WHAT ABOUT THE JAG
OFFICERS, SIR? THEY'RE INCOMING.

FALL BACK! FALL BACK! FALL BACK!

MOBILE 1. THEY'RE ON THE
RUN. THE BUS IS IN SIGHT.

09. MOBILE 1. TAKE IT OUT!

LIEUTENANT AUSTIN
IS ON THAT BUS!

WE'RE IN A SHOOTING
WAR, LIEUTENANT!

MOBILE 1.09. CAN DO.

(Jessie) AH! OH, GOD.

DAVIS IS DEAD!

MY LEG! MY LEG'S BROKE!

QUINN, GET HER OUT OF HERE.

[helicopter whirring]

THEY'RE COMIN' BACK.

[gun firing]

HE KILLED HIM.

COME ON.

[grunts]

YOU'VE BEEN SHOT.

[sighing] WE'VE GOT TO
GET AWAY FROM GENTRY.

NO. YOU'RE BLEEDING TO DEATH.

OH, LIEUTENANT, WE
BARELY KNOW EACH OTHER.

WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?

LIEUTENANT MARTIN GREEN,
AT YOUR SERVICE, MA'AM.

YOU'RE NAVAL INTELLIGENCE?

DON'T HOLD IT AGAINST ME.

I WAS UNDERCOVER TO PLUG WEAPON
THEFTS DAVIS AND JESSIE WERE INVOLVED IN.

SO YOU KNEW THERE WOULD
BE A BRIG BREAK. YEAH.

WE DIDN'T KNOW
GENTRY WAS INVOLVED.

THAT CAUGHT US BY SURPRISE.
AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ANYONE?

I GUESS I DESERVED THAT.

[breathing heavily]

CAN HE WALK?

YEAH. HE CAN WALK.

(pilot) NO MOVEMENT AROUND
THE BUS. I'LL KEEP CIRCLING. OVER.

WELL DONE, 09. AS SOON AS OUR
MEN ARRIVE, WE'LL GO AFTER THEM.

MAJOR? WHAT NOW, LIEUTENANT?

LIEUTENANT PIKE HAS A TOPOGRAPHICAL
MAP OF THE AREA ON HER LAPTOP.

I THOUGHT YOU MIGHT WANT TO CHECK
IT BEFORE GOING BACK UP THAT HILL.

THAT'S THE FIRST INTELLIGENT
SUGGESTION YOU'VE MADE, LIEUTENANT.

IT'S IN THE CAR, SIR. LET'S GO.

(Aspinal) HEY!

WIPE THAT ATTITUDE OFF
YOUR FACE, LIEUTENANT.

YES, SIR.

(Gentry) GET IN!

(pilot) MOBILE 1.09.

ZODIAC IN THE WATER NOT FAR
FROM THE BUS. 2 MEN AND A WOMAN.

THE WOMAN LOOKS LIKE
A NAVAL OFFICER. OVER.

(Aspinal) 09. MOBILE 1.

STOP THEM WITH FORCE
IF NECESSARY. OVER.

09. ROGER THAT. OVER.

GIVE IT UP. IF YOU
SAY SO, LIEUTENANT.

OH, MY GOD, THE
OTHER STINGER! NO!

WE'VE TAKEN A DIRECT HIT!
THEY'VE HIT THE ROTORS!

WE'VE GOT TO SET IT DOWN!

IT DIDN'T DETONATE! I
DIDN'T BUILD IT. I STOLE IT.

STINGERS ALWAYS
DETONATE. THAT'S NOT TRUE.

THEY HAVE A HIGH RATE OF
FAILURE. WHY ARE YOU BACKIN' HIM?

I'M NOT! I JUST KNOW THAT
STINGERS DON'T ALWAYS DETONATE.

SHE'S TRYING TO
PROTECT YOU, QUINN.

WHY DO YOU THINK
SHE'S DOING THAT?

GIVE IT UP, GENTRY. IT'S
OVER FOR YOU. NOT FOR ME.

[both grunting]

[gasping]

[coughing]

[grunts]

BASTARD! IS THAT ANY WAY
FOR AN OFFICER TO TALK?

TSK, TSK, TSK, TSK, TSK.

[birds chirping]

[grunts]

YOU BETTER BE ONE HELL
OF A LAWYER, LIEUTENANT,

BECAUSE IT'S GOING TO TAKE ME A
WEEK TO READ THE CHARGES AGAINST YOU.

THERE ARE 2 DEAD
ESCAPEES ON THE BUS, MAJOR.

ONE APPEARS TO
HAVE BEEN EXECUTED.

(Lowell) MOBILE
1. MOBILE 2. OVER.

MOBILE 1. GO.

INSURGENTS ARE MOVING
TOWARD KITSAP POINT.

WE'RE IN CLOSE PURSUIT. OVER.

MOBILE 2. MOBILE 1. ON
MY WAY. OVER AND OUT.

WHAT ABOUT THE MEN WHO
HAVE LIEUTENANT AUSTIN?

THEY PROBABLY
CROSSED TO BIRCH ISLAND.

THE COAST GUARD
WILL SEAL IT OFF,

AND WE'LL PICK 'EM
UP IN THE MORNING.

THEY'RE NOT ON
BIRCH ISLAND, SIR.

LIEUTENANT, YOU HAVE BEEN WRONG
EVERY TIME YOU'VE OPENED YOUR MOUTH!

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT,
SIR, THE LIEUTENANT DID SAY

THEY'D BE TAKING THE
LOGGING ROAD TO THE WATER.

THERE'S MORE TO THIS THAN
JUST A BRIG BREAK, MAJOR.

I THINK THEY'RE TRYING TO
PULL SECURITY OFF THE BASE.

WELL, YOU CAN GO CHECK IT OUT,

BECAUSE YOU AND LIEUTENANT
PIKE ARE GOING BACK TO SEATAC NOW.

SIR... UNDER MARINE
GUARD IF NECESSARY!

THAT WON'T BE NECESSARY, MAJOR.

LET'S GO GET 'EM, CORPORAL.

(marine) YES, SIR.

DO YOU THINK MEG KNOWS
QUINN'S NAVAL INTELLIGENCE?

PROBABLY NOT.
HE'D WANT HER TO...

HOW LONG HAVE YOU
KNOWN? DOES IT MATTER?

NO.

WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?

WOULD YOU HAVE TOLD ME IF
OUR ROLES WERE REVERSED?

YOU'RE GONNA DETONATE A
SADM ON THE BASE, AREN'T YOU?

NOW WHAT WOULD
MAKE YOU THINK THAT?

YOU DON'T NEED A WEAPONS
EXPERT TO STEAL 'EM.

THAT'S TRUE.

[gun clicking]

I'LL NEVER HELP YOU. NEVER.

LET'S GO. I KNOW YOU'RE
WILLING TO DIE, LIEUTENANT.

BUT NOT THE WAY I'LL KILL YOU.

[computer beeping]

THANK YOU, SIR.

(Kate) QUINN SOLD THE MILITIA
THE STINGERLESS STINGER

TO ESTABLISH CREDIBILITY.

IT DOWNED A MARINE SEA STALLION.

WE DIDN'T KNOW IT WOULD BE
USED AGAINST A HELICOPTER.

YOU WERE WILLING TO LET
IT BOUNCE OFF A 767? NO!

OF COURSE NOT.

WE DIDN'T THINK IT
WOULD BE USED AT ALL.

YOU DIDN'T THINK A
GUARD WOULD GET KNIFED,

A COUPLE OF MARINE'S WOUNDED
AND MY PARTNER KIDNAPPED EITHER?

THE GUNNY WAS A WILD
CARD WE WEREN'T AWARE OF!

THERE'S ALWAYS
A WILD CARD, KATE!

IF YOU DIDN'T LEARN THAT AT SPOOK
SCHOOL, YOU SHOULD'VE AT HARVARD LAW.

YOU'RE RIGHT.

BUT THESE ARE FANATICS, HARM.
THINK ABOUT WHAT WOULD HAPPEN

IF THEY GOT THEIR
HANDS ON REAL STINGERS.

MAYBE THAT'S THEIR PLAN.

PULL SECURITY OFF BASE
SO THEY CAN STEAL STINGERS.

HOW WOULD THEY GET ON BASE?

IT'S BEEN CLOSED TO VISITORS
SINCE THE BRIG BREAK THIS MORNING.

EXCEPT FOR THOSE HUNTERS.

WHICH WAY'S THE
INFIRMARY? BEHIND US.

[tires screeching]

(McKissick) THAT'S THE UPLINK
TO THE WEATHER SATELLITE.

NOW I'M IN CENTRAL
CLIMATE CONTROL.

(Hobbs) WE NEED PERIMETER
SECURITY, McKISSICK.

YES. PERIMETER
FENCE ELECTRICITY OFF.

BE CAREFUL, LIEUTENANT. ONE
SLIP AND YOU'LL BE A CRISPY CRITTER.

WELL, LUCKY YOU. I GUESS
SOMEBODY TURNED THE JUICE OFF.

[laughs]

GO.

(McKissick) SADM
VAULTS. UNLOCKED.

NEXT.

GO.

TRIGGER VAULTS. UNLOCKED.

ALL RIGHT.

(McKissick) ALL RIGHT,
HOBBS. LET'S GO.

THE HUNTERS WERE RELEASED
2 HOURS AGO. I CALLED THE GATE.

THEY NEVER CHECKED OUT.

WEAPONS STORAGE BUNKERS
ARE AT THE SOUTH END OF THE BASE.

2 BLOCKS. TURN RIGHT.

[engine starting]

[tires screeching]

HALT! ADVANCE AND BE RECOGNIZED!

CAPTAIN McKISSICK,
BATFISH M.S.G.,

I'M DROPPING OFF MEN FROM
MY SUB TO FILL IN FOR GUARDS

THAT MAJOR ASPINAL
CALLED INTO FIELD.

THE CORPORAL'LL TELL
YOU WHAT TO DO, HOBBS.

YES, SIR.

STAND FAST TILL I VERIFY WITH
THE SERGEANT OF THE GUARD!

TAKE YOUR TIME.

[gun fires]

EENIE, MEENIE, MINEY...

MOE.

[electronic beeping]

(Gentry) I KNOW WHAT
YOU'RE THINKING.

I'M WASTING MY TIME.

I'LL NEVER GET INTO THE
VAULT, AND EVEN IF I COULD,

THE SADMs ARE STORED SEPARATELY
FROM THE TRIGGERS, RIGHT?

RIGHT?

YOU KNOW, YOU'RE GONNA
HAVE TO START COMMUNICATING.

[buzzing]

[laughs]

HERE YOU GO. ALL RIGHT

(Harm) IT LOOKS QUIET.

(Kate) THAT'S THE MARK
48 TORPEDO BUNKER.

TOMAHAWKS ARE NEXT.

THEN POSEIDONS, SADMs, AND THEN
FINALLY THE STINGERS ARE STORED.

SADMs? SPECIAL ATOMIC
DEMOLITION AMMUNITION.

I KNOW. SMALL NUKES IN SATCHEL
CASES TO BLOW AIRFIELDS, DAMS, BUNKERS.

AND IF YOU'RE A FANATIC...
FEDERAL BUILDINGS.

COME ON, LIEUTENANT,
WE DON'T HAVE ALL DAY.

(McKissick) ALL
RIGHT, WE GOT 'EM.

(Gentry) LEAVE ONE HERE.

PUT THE REST ON THE CART AND
TAKE THEM OUT TO THE TRUCK.

WANT TO ARM IT?

AH, YOU'RE NO FUN.

WHAT THE HELL. IT
CAN'T BE THAT HARD.

[grunts]

WE'VE GOT A LITTLE FART
HERE. ONLY A 100-TON YIELD.

20 MINUTES OUGHT TO GIVE ME
ENOUGH TIME TO GET OUT OF RANGE.

BEEP IS GOOD.

NOW I ENTER A 5-DIGIT
ANTI-TAMPERING CODE.

NO PEEKING!

[beeping]

(electronic voice)
DETONATION 40 SECONDS.

I THINK WE'RE AT THE PART I
NEED YOU FOR. WHAT'S HAPPENING?

[groans]

OH, SORRY.

YOU ACTIVATED IT.
(electronic voice) 30 SECONDS.

IT'LL GO OFF IN 30 SECONDS IF
YOU DON'T ENGAGE THE DELAY.

AND HOW DO I DO THAT?

COME ON, LIEUTENANT. YOU'LL
HAVE 20 MINUTES TO DISARM IT.

DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY PERMUTATIONS
THERE ARE IN A 5-DIGIT CODE?

I IMAGINE QUITE A FEW.

BUT THE ODDS ARE STILL
BETTER THAN 20 SECONDS.

IT'S NOT JUST YOU AND I.
(electronic voice) DETONATION.

THIS BASE AND EVERYONE
ON IT ARE GOING TO GO UP IN

8, 7...

7 SECONDS. REPEAT YOUR
CODE. HIT ENTER TWICE.

4, 3... DETONATION. 20 MINUTES.

[gasping]

DO WE GET A LITTLE OF THAT?

NOPE.

[both grunting]

[shuddering]

THE IRAQIS PAY BETTER
THAN THE ARYAN NATION.

THEN WHY BLOW UP SEATAC?

A DIVERSION. NOTHING MORE.

ONE OF THE NUMBERS IS A 7.

I KNOW. CALL ME CRAZY.

[beeping]

[tires screeching]

[groans]

[car horn honking]

[beeping]

IT'S ARMED. 13 MINUTES LEFT.

CAN YOU DISARM IT? I'M TRYING.
GENTRY ENTERED A 5-DIGIT CODE.

(Kate) ANY WAY AROUND IT?

SURE. WITH SPECIALIZED
TOOLS AND A COUPLE OF HOURS.

BRING HIM IN HERE. HE'S DEAD.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING? SEATAC IS THE
ONLY POPULATION CENTER ON THE ISLAND.

I'LL GET AS FAR AS I CAN IN
12 MINUTES AND 8 SECONDS.

[thunder rumbling]

(Harm) GET THE HELL OUT!

(Meg) YOU DRIVE.
I'LL TRY TO DISARM IT.

NEGATIVE.

(Kate) WE DON'T HAVE
TIME TO ARGUE! GO!

[tires screeching]

(guard) HALT!

ASK P.M.O. TO ASSIST.

(Kate) LOGGED IN BY CELL MODEM
TO GENTRY'S PERSONNEL FILE.

WE'RE LOOKING FOR A 5-DIGIT CODE
WITH A 7. YEAH. HOW MUCH TIME?

7 MINUTES. IT'S FUNNY, HUH?

NO!

DATE OF BIRTH 9-27-52.

NEGATIVE.

SOCIAL SECURITY
NUMBER 861279072.

FIRST 5 NEGATIVE. (Harm) LAST 5.

NEGATIVE.

(Kate) MAILING
ADDRESS P.O. BOX 45829.

NO, THERE'S NO 7.

(Harm) MAYBE HE LIED.

I'VE RUN OUT OF NUMBERS!

MAYBE IT'S A NUMBER
HE USES EVERYDAY!

A BASE PHONE NUMBER!
OR A LOCK COMBINATION!

FORM NUMBER. THE
VISITORS REGISTRATION FORM?

YEAH, TRY IT!

77401. NO. IT'S 501.

NO! IT'S 401! I REMEMBER IT!

ENTER THEM BOTH!

(electronic voice) 30 SECONDS.

20 SECONDS.

DETONATION. 10, 9, 8, 7...

IT'S DISARMED.

[sighing]

[sighing]

WHO WAS RIGHT?

I DON'T THINK THE WRONG ONE
WOULD WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT, SIR.

[chuckles]

[laughs]

[laughs]

[all laughing]