JAG (1995–2005): Season 4, Episode 15 - Rivers' Run - full transcript
During a training exercise in the Appalachian Mountains, the OiC of a SEAL team comes under attack, apparently by a sniper; he returns fire toward a muzzle flash; he finds the body of a 14-year-old boy, who was a nephew of a fugitive bomber. The OiC returns to the hills and investigates on his own; the locals find him and put him on trial for murder in a kangaroo "people's court"; Harm and Mac follow and find him, and Harm defends him. After much unconventional courtroom maneuvering, the jury reaches a verdict, and the judge announces his decision, then the admiral and the FBI arrive aboard helos. Each side winds up and goes home. Meanwhile Harriet takes a step upward.
Bird's Eye, Lobo.
They're coming straight at you.
Right up the creek.
Roger that, Lobo. We're ready.
They know better than
to follow a line of drift.
Don't be gentle
on them, all right?
Into the jaws of death, Lobo.
Bird's Eye out.
This is Lieutenant Rivers!
United States Navy!
I'm on a SEAL field
training exercise!
I am not a deer!
Stop shooting or I will
be forced to return fire!
The parents are saying
we murdered their son.
We?
Yes, we.
Us, the government.
They claim Lieutenant Rivers
shot their son for no reason.
What does Lieutenant
Rivers say, sir?
That he took fire.
Well, if that's true,
then he was justified
in firing back, sir.
The problem is
there was no weapon found.
The boy apparently was unarmed.
Why were SEALS
training on public land, sir?
They were on their way to
Juniper Springs Military Base
for a live weapon exercise.
They did a fast-rope
insertion 60 miles away.
Part of the exercise
was to navigate
over rough terrain to the base,
while their instructors
set up ambushes.
And I understand that
that's not that uncommon.
Sir, may I ask why the
FBI is involved in this?
Does the name Warren
Toobin ring a bell?
Yeah, he's the guy
that bombed the IRS
building last year in Richmond.
A man died in that blast.
And for the last ten months,
Toobin's been holed up somewhere
in the West Virginia mountains.
Wasn't he born and raised there?
He was, and now
he's become a folk hero
to some of the locals.
They leave trash
bags filled with supplies
on the side of the road for him.
Why don't you leave a trash
bag with a locating device in it?
We did.
He found it.
Look, what does Toobin
have to do with
this case, anyway?
The kid Rivers killed
was Toobin's nephew.
So you think Toobin was there.
That he was firing
at Lieutenant Rivers.
That's what I want to find out.
The Justice Department
requested our cooperation.
We're going to
honor that request.
You'll share all your findings
with Special Agent Grenin.
That'll be all.
Aye, aye, sir. Aye, aye, sir.
He's going to give us
a hard time, isn't he?
Well, he was a little too
enthusiastic trying to pin
the murder of that Russian
mobster on me last year,
if that's any indication.
No, I don't mean Grenin,
I mean Lieutenant Rivers.
He isn't exactly forthcoming
when it comes to
JAG investigations.
Mac, qualifying for the
Medal of Honor is one thing,
defending yourself on a
murder charge is something else.
Besides, the Lieutenant
and I have an understanding.
Based on what, one fistfight?
I don't expect you to get it.
It's a guy thing.
He'll cooperate. Trust me.
I have nothing to say
to you, Commander.
The boy's parents think
you murdered their son.
You don't want to talk about it?
Do you really believe
I'm a murderer, sir?
No.
Then why am I
restricted to this base?
Standard operating procedure.
Just tell us what
happened, Lieutenant.
Let's see. I hadn't
killed a child all week,
so I snuck up on an unarmed boy
and capped him, ma'am.
Knock it off, Lieutenant.
Or what, Major?
Or we'll let a court-martial
decide if you're guilty.
Personally, I think you
stand a better chance with us.
Now cut the crap and
tell us what happened.
A sniper tried to kill me.
I got him first,
and that's the truth.
I'm just sorry it wound
up being a child.
Why were you
carrying live ammunition
through a national forest?
Look, Major, in the real world
you hump your own ammo.
You don't wait till
you get on target
for somebody to
hand it to you politely.
And besides, the whole area was
supposed to have been secured.
Any idea why the
boy shot at you?
None, ma'am.
The FBI didn't find any weapon
or shell casings.
Well, obviously there
was somebody else there.
They cleaned it up.
The FBI thinks that
someone was Warren Toobin.
That fugitive bomber guy?
He's the boy's uncle.
Did you actually see
the boy pull the trigger?
No, ma'am, I, uh...
fired on a muzzle flash.
Are you saying that Toobin
shot at me and not the boy?
It's a possibility.
Then I killed that
boy by mistake.
You were taking fire,
Lieutenant, doesn't matter
who was pulling the trigger.
It does to me.
We're very sorry for your
loss, Mr. And Mrs. Yarrow.
The good Lord saw fit to
give us two beautiful children.
We're grateful
we still have Amy.
I'm afraid I just
buried my son.
I'm having a hard
time feeling grateful.
Brian was my son, too.
What was Brian doing
in the woods that day?
If I can ask.
Enjoying his life.
Our people settled here
in 1726.
Brian lived in them woods.
It was in his blood.
He loved every rock, every tree.
Did Brian ever go hunting
in the woods, ma'am?
This here's Brian's .30-.30.
He wasn't hunting, and he didn't
have it with him, if that's
what you have in mind.
If he did,
he'd be alive today.
May we take this weapon
to the lab, have it analyzed?
No, you may not.
I'll not give up
this weapon or any other.
We can get a
subpoena, Mr. Yarrow.
Then just go ahead and get
all the subpoenas you want.
The Navy SEAL who shot
your son said he was fired upon.
Not by Brian.
Brian hit what he aimed at.
Then who would have
been firing at him?
What was that Navy SEAL
doing on our mountain, anyway?
He was conducting a
training exercise, sir.
The hell.
He was sent up there
to kill Warren Toobin.
Warren Toobin is your
brother, isn't he, ma'am?
Yes.
Yes, he is.
He's been giving the
FBI a fit for months.
So they sent the military
up there to hunt him down.
That SEAL saw Brian
and blasted away.
Ma'am, was your brother
with Brian when he was shot?
Amy, you go on and take
mama back to the bed.
No.
I'm all right.
The SEAL
who shot my boy...
is he going to get punished?
If he's found guilty
of negligence, yes, sir.
And who's going to find him
guilty, huh? The government?
If he was negligent, sir, yes.
That wasn't negligence.
It was by-god murder.
Murder.
Give me an hour to
catch up on my paperwork,
then we'll review
what we got. Yep.
Sir, ma'am, the Admiral
wanted to see you
as soon as you got in.
And Bud asked me
to give these to you.
It's the autopsy
report for Brian Yarrow.
Thanks, Harriet.
Uh, where is Bud?
Oh, he had a bar
review class tonight.
So, if you don't
need me anymore,
I'll secure for the night?
Go home, Ensign.
Get off your feet.
He was shot through and through.
MacKENZIE: Is
something wrong, Harriet?
No.
I was just thinking that...
sometimes the world
can be a really cruel place.
Sir, my gut tells me
Lieutenant Rivers is not guilty.
A 14-year-old American
boy is killed by the military.
The public wants a reason.
I want a reason,
and something a hell of a lot
more substantial than your gut.
We need solid evidence
if Lieutenant Rivers
is to be exonerated.
Or indicted.
Or indicted.
Admiral, do we know why
the SEALs were training
in that particular area?
What are you getting at?
Could it be they were
searching for Toobin, sir?
Major, the use
of military to pursue
a civilian fugitive
on U.S. soil is illegal.
Marines were used to
observe the movements
of drug runners in Texas, sir.
Observe, not apprehend,
and hell, that took an act
of Congress to approve that.
No, the SEALs weren't
there to catch Toobin.
But if it makes you
happy, I'll check on it.
A Commander McCain
from SEAL Team Eight
on line two, sir.
Chegwidden.
Yes.
When?
Right.
No. Thank you, Commander.
That was Lieutenant Rivers' C.O.
Uh, Lieutenant Rivers
has left the base.
I thought Commander
McCain restricted him to base.
He did.
Rivers is absent
without authorization.
He's U.A.
What did you say
to Lieutenant Rivers?
Sir, we interrogated
him about the shooting.
Did you charge him with a crime?
No, sir. It's far too early
in our investigation for that.
Then why the hell
did he run away?
I don't think Lieutenant
Rivers has run away
from anything in his life.
I think he's gone after
the one-armed man, sir.
I believe the Commander's
speaking metaphorically, sir.
I know who the
one-armed man is, Major.
I don't live in a cave.
No, sir.
You're probably right.
He went after Toobin
or whoever he shot at.
But going U.A.
to do it is stupid.
It screams... "guilty."
Admiral, this may be unorthodox,
but may I suggest that we
try to locate Lieutenant Rivers,
bring him back voluntarily?
Why you?
I know him, sir.
He'll listen to me.
They have an understanding, sir.
Well...
his c.o.'s waiting
to hear from me
before he notifies the
Bureau of Personnel.
I'll get you 24 hours.
After that, he goes on report.
Thank you, sir.
That'll be all. Dismissed.
Aye, aye, sir. Aye, aye, sir.
You carry him for nine months,
you give birth to him,
you raise him,
and then... Like
that... he's gone.
Sweetheart, that's
not going to happen.
Yeah, but I bet that's what
the dead little boy's
mother thought, too.
Harriet, we're going
to be together for
a long, long time.
All of us.
How do you ever know, though?
I know.
Trust me.
Excuse me, Lieutenant, Ensign.
The Admiral wants
to see you ASAP.
Enter.
You wanted to see us, sir?
You're out of
uniform, Lieutenant.
Excuse me, sir?
Not you. You.
Oh, I'm sorry, sir. I thought
you said "Lieutenant."
I know what I said...
Lieutenant Sims.
Oh... oh, my gosh!
My two years... I
completely lost track of time.
Mr. Roberts, care
to do the honors?
It would be my pleasure, sir.
What a relief.
Now I don't have
to call you "sir."
At least until I
get my promotion.
Attention to orders.
Raise your right hand
and repeat after me.
I, your name...
I, Harriet Beaumont Sims...
"having been appointed
Lieutenant Junior Grade
in the United States Navy..."
having been appointed
Lieutenant Junior Grade
in the United States Navy...
"do solemnly swear that
I will support and defend
"the Constitution
of the United States
against all enemies
foreign and domestic."
Is the Admiral in?
Yes, sir, but he's
busy at the moment.
Tell him Agent Grenin
is here to see him.
"so help me God"?
So help me God.
Congratulations, Lieutenant.
Thank you, sir.
At ease.
Admiral, Agent Grenin
is here to see you, sir.
Send him in, Tiner.
Why wasn't I told
about Rivers going U.A.?
You agreed to keep me informed.
That'll be all.
Aye, aye, sir. Aye, aye, sir.
I agreed to provide you with
information about the shooting,
not every detail of Navy affairs
from here on out.
Have you sent anyone after him?
Commander Rabb and Major
MacKenzie went to Hemmings.
Call them back.
Are you giving me an order?
No, but you are interfering
with an FBI
investigation, Admiral.
And you're interfering
with a JAG investigation.
Of a shooting that took
place in a national forest.
There's nothing to be
learned in that town.
Why are you so concerned about
my people being in Hemmings?
I have been hunting
Warren Toobin for months.
I'm closing in on him,
and I don't want your
people screwing that up.
♪ Darling, I'll never
make you blue ♪
♪ So let me love,
love, love just you... ♪
Sit anywhere, folks.
Want coffee?
You bet.
How do you take it?
Black, please.
I love places like this...
The smell of good coffee,
chicken-fried steak.
Yeah, I washed dishes in a
place like this one summer.
You? A dishwasher?
Yeah. The Eagle and
Key, in Julian, California
on high school break.
There's a menu up there on
the board if y'all are hungry.
But I would stay clear
of the liver and onions.
Thanks. We'll
need a few minutes.
Oh, well, you take
all the time you want.
I ain't going nowhere.
I'm Lucy.
Oh.
You're bleeding pretty bad.
Slow down.
Here's the meat loaf,
mashed potatoes, extra gravy.
There's peas and carrots,
and a nice hunk
of peach cobbler.
You eat hearty. Thanks.
You sure you don't
want something?
Coffee's fine, thanks.
Uh... Lucy?
We're meeting a friend here.
Uh... African-American
man, shaved head.
He's got a mustache.
You haven't seen
him around, have you?
Nope, can't say as I have.
Bald-headed black
man with a mustache?
He's got something to do
with the Brian Yarrow murder?
Why would you say that?
Well, why else would two
legal beagle JAG officers
be snooping around up here?
Boatswain's Mate Third
Class Lewis Beecham.
I served on the Antietam.
Worst two years of my life.
Mind if I join you?
Looks like you already have.
Do you know the man we're
looking for, Mr. Beecham?
"Looking for"?
Thought you said
you was meeting him.
We are.
Well, maybe he got lost.
People do that up here.
You know what you need?
A guide.
Someone to help
you find your friend.
I am available.
I could guide you
real good, ma'am.
Commander making his move?
Stepping up to help out
his pretty little Major friend?
If you're looking
for a brawl, pal,
you don't have to
bother the Major to get it.
Lewis.
Finish your lunch, boys.
Aw, I was just
having some fun, Joel.
Problem with officers, they
just don't have a sense of humor.
What say, uh... we
take a little walk, hmm?
Why did you come back?
It's our job, Mr. Yarrow.
You know, I could let
Lewis and the others
persuade y'all to leave.
Daddy.
What are you all afraid of?
Your uniforms.
No, it's rather
what they stand for:
A corrupt government
that's subverted our liberty
and undermined
the law of the people.
Excuse me? A separatist, Mac.
We're freeborn sovereign
American citizens.
Who don't recognize the
authority of the government.
We recognize people's
inherent rights, Commander.
Well, what about our right
to investigate the
death of your son?
We know how my son died,
and we know who killed him.
Now, for your own
good, leave Hemmings.
Can't leave until we find out
what happened on
that ridge, Mr. Yarrow.
My son was murdered.
That's what happened.
Get in the truck, Amy.
I can give her a call?
What was that?
It's a good thing it was
a copperhead that bit you
and not a rattler.
You're gonna be sick as a
dog, but you're not going to die.
Leastways, not from snakebite.
Come on, don't make
me shoot you, boy.
He looks hurt.
At least he's alive.
Move!
MacKENZIE: I can't get a signal.
Who are you calling?
The FBI. What, and have them
come in guns a-blazing
with Special Agent
Grenin in the lead?
State police?
They'll just call the FBI.
Well, I can't call
the local police.
They're probably
in there with them.
Call the Admiral. Fill him in.
He'll send in help
that isn't trigger-happy.
You get to high ground, Mac.
Make that call.
I'm going down there.
You are crazy,
but since I don't
have a better plan...
Good luck.
Lieutenant Rivers...
you're accused of
murdering Brian Yarrow.
How do you plead?
Not guilty.
Well, look what I just found.
Fool just walked
right on in here.
I guess that's
why he's an officer.
Where's that woman
who was with him?
She's gone.
She went back to Washington.
The hell she did.
You get after her
now, and find her.
Go!
Got to be the hero,
don't you, Commander?
What's this?
Copperhead got me.
Don't touch that, Commander.
It's a poultice to
draw the poison out.
Now, I told you
to clear out of here
before you got
yourself into a mess
you couldn't get rid of.
You're the one in the mess,
Mr. Yarrow. Whatever you call
this court, it is
far from legal.
Yeah, well, Appalachian
County People's Court
is legally convened
under common law.
Well, I doubt that, but
there isn't much point
in me arguing with
you about it, is there?
That's the first sensible
thing you've said, Commander.
Mr. Yarrow...
will this people's
court allow me
to represent the Lieutenant?
You're going along
with this kangaroo court?
Don't have much choice, do we?
What do you say, Mr. Yarrow?
Why don't you ask the judge?
Welcome to the
Appalachian County
People's Court, Counselor.
They're closing in on the Major.
Mac'll lose them.
Maybe if she was a SEAL.
How's that leg?
It's better.
The poultice is
starting to work.
They got her cornered.
How do you know?
My Uncle Charlie
had hounds...
used to take me hunting
with him every now and then.
How long you figure
until help comes?
Be here by morning.
Why the hell did
you go U.A. anyway?
To find out who
was with that boy.
He's the only one who knows
what happened that morning.
Found his blood trail.
Figured he was hit in the arm...
about here, depending
on his height.
You think it was Toobin?
Don't know.
Whoever it was...
I could've had him
if this copperhead
didn't get me.
Hey...
sounds like she lost them.
No.
They got her.
Hey, what do we got here?
All right, nice job, boys.
Come on in, darling.
Hey, sailors.
Got room for a Marine?
I told you she couldn't
lose those hounds.
I would've if I wasn't
climbing that ridge
to get my phone working.
You get through to the Admiral?
I couldn't get out.
There's no relay
stations in the valley.
So, that means the
cavalry's not coming?
No...
but we're here.
With all due
respect, Major... sir...
doesn't leave me much hope.
Amy, did you ever
know of your brother
to lift his hand to
anyone in anger?
Not without cause.
Did he ever try to kill anybody?
Brian?
He couldn't.
Wasn't in him.
You know that, Daddy.
I know.
No more questions.
Commander, do you wish
to question this witness?
I do.
Good morning.
Morning.
Were you close with
your brother, Amy?
Yes, sir.
I loved him.
I'm sure you did.
You ever know him
to lose his temper?
Sometimes...
like anyone does,
but he got over it real fast.
He ever lose his
temper with you?
Once or twice.
Tell me about it.
Uh, one time
Daddy whipped him
for busting a window,
but I done it.
He never told on me.
Well, why do you think that was?
He was my brother.
If he thought you
were in danger,
he'd try to protect you?
Of course.
Or your father?
Yes.
Or your mother?
Your Uncle Warren?
Well, hell, yeah,
he'd protect Toobin.
We all would. MAN: You tell him!
Shut up, Lewis, or I'm
going to throw you out.
I have just one
more question, Amy.
Did your brother have
his hunting rifle with him
the day that he was killed?
Yes.
Who took his rifle home?
Daddy, the next day.
Why shouldn't he? It's his gun!
Thank you, Amy.
No more questions.
All right, you can
step down now, Amy.
Call your next witness, Joel.
I'd like to call Warren Toobin,
to the stand.
You swear to tell
the truth, Warren,
so help you God? I do.
Warren...
were you with my boy on the day
that he was murdered?
MacKENZIE: Objection.
Prosecution hasn't established
that murder was committed.
You got two lawyers
now, Lieutenant?
I-it a... it appears so, sir.
Well, you can have a dozen,
it won't change anything.
Overruled.
Warren, answer the question.
Brian was with me.
Is his killer in this room?
That's him.
Now, say what happened.
Brian brought me supplies.
We was going to do some
fishing before he went home.
That's when we saw
soldiers coming up the crick.
And why is it you
figured they was there?
To get me.
We were on exercise.
We didn't even know
you were there.
Pipe down.
You'll get your say.
Then what happened, Warren?
Brian said they had no
right hunting me like that.
Then he started
talking on his radio.
So...
Brian begun shooting at him...
not to hit him, mind you...
just to scare him some,
to give me time to run.
And did he shoot back?
Full automatic.
Brian was dead
before he hit the ground.
I grabbed the rifle
and shell casings,
and took off running.
I crawled under a deadfall
and hid while they ran by.
I'm so sorry, Joel.
It happened so fast.
There was nothing I could do.
Nobody's holding you
responsible, Warren.
I'll always remember
Brian standing there,
deer gun to his shoulder...
giving his life to protect
me from the government.
I have no further questions.
What does he
mean, "they ran by"?
Did you or your men chase him?
No, I stayed with the boy.
My guys were down at the creek.
Who was chasing you, Mr. Toobin?
Him and his men.
But that's not possible.
His SEAL team were down
in the valley by the creek.
You said so yourself.
That ridge was
crawling with soldiers.
It was not.
I'm not going to tell you again.
One more time,
I'll have you gagged.
Sorry, Your Honor.
The defendant will wait
until his turn on the stand.
He better!
Why'd you bomb the IRS Building?
Why'd the sons of liberty
dump tea into Boston
Harbor in 1773?
To protest against an
oppressive government
and unfair taxes!
Yeah. Yeah. Amen.
If you had protested in a manner
as harmless as dumping tea,
a man would still
be alive today... a man who
left behind a wife and a baby.
I didn't mean for
that to happen.
That floor was supposed
to be empty at night.
Lieutenant Rivers didn't mean
to shoot and kill your nephew.
He didn't fire the first shot.
He would if he saw
us before we saw them!
But he didn't.
He didn't.
Why didn't you try to
stop Brian from shooting?
Like I said, Brian was
trying to protect me.
Do you need a 14-year-old
boy to protect you?
What are you, a coward?!
Get up here and
gag him! Sit down!
You're the reason that boy's
dead! You are! You're the rea...
Any further questions,
Commander?
Yes, sir, I do.
The defendant has just asked it.
These folks here know me.
They know I'm no coward...
and neither was Brian.
He died like a man.
We gonna see if
he can do the same.
Right here in
the Declaration of Independence,
it says that when a
government destroys life, liberty,
and the pursuit of happiness,
that the people have
a right to abolish it.
Now do we not have the
same rights as our forefathers?
Huh? Warren Toobin
here believes we do...
I believe we do, and so should
each and every one of y'all.
Now how did the
British government
destroy the rights
of our forefathers?
Here's one way.
"Protecting soldiers
by mock trial
"from punishment for murders
they should commit against
inhabitants of these states."
Now they're talking about
redcoats murdering civilians
and getting away with
it by holding mock trials.
Which is exactly what
these folks want to do.
Now, Lieutenant Rivers'
uniform may look different,
but he is a redcoat
just the same.
Now, he swore an
oath to a government
that sent him to
get Warren Toobin,
because he opposes it.
Now, will it matter
to that government
that along the way,
that Lieutenant Rivers
murdered our boy?
No.
No. And will they
punish their redcoat?
Never. That is up to us to do.
And this Declaration
of Independence...
This holy document...
gives us the right to do it.
Yeah!
Give 'em hell, Joel!
You tell 'em, Joel!
SEAL teams normally insert
in the George Washington
National Forest here
to transition to
the live firing range
at Juniper Springs.
But Lieutenant Rivers'
exercise inserted here
near Hemmings.
Why were they diverted, sir?
Good question.
According to Special
Warfare Command,
their usual insertion
area was shut down
by the Forest Service due to
overuse by campers and hikers.
Well, that doesn't
seem right, sir.
No, Mr. Roberts, it does not.
I want you to
discreetly find out
if the Forest Service
was pressured
to divert the SEALs from
their usual training ground.
Aye, aye, sir.
Lieutenant...
when's the last time
you had contact
with the Commander?
Yesterday, sir. Around 1400.
That'll be all.
Aye, sir.
It also says in the
Declaration of Independence...
"Governments long established
should not be changed
for light and transient causes."
And to assure that
this didn't happen,
our founding fathers gave us
more than the Declaration
of Independence.
They gave us the Constitution.
Our blueprint for a
working democracy.
Mr. Yarrow and Warren Toobin
would abolish that blueprint
and work strictly
from the Declaration.
Something our founding fathers
obviously didn't want us to do,
or they wouldn't have
written the Constitution.
Mr. Yarrow said that
Lieutenant Rivers took an oath
to uphold the government.
That's not true.
He took an oath to
uphold the Constitution.
The Lieutenant isn't a redcoat
sent by a foreign
government to get Mr. Toobin.
He's a Navy SEAL who was
conducting a training exercise,
when fate put
him in Brian's path.
Toobin has admitted the
Lieutenant didn't fire first.
He defended himself
only when fired upon.
Now, who among you would
not have done the same thing?
Lieutenant Rivers
didn't kill your
son, Mr. Yarrow.
Your boy is dead because
of the hate and suspicion
you planted in his heart.
Has the jury reached a verdict?
It is unanimous.
Guilty.
They didn't even deliberate.
Didn't have to.
You have anything to say
before I pass sentence?
Ungag him.
No...
I put my life on the
line dozens of times,
just to give you the right
to believe what you believe.
Now yes...
I killed that young boy.
And I deeply regret that.
But know this... I didn't
come here looking for Toobin.
And I wouldn't have fired
unless I was fired upon.
Any punishment
this kangaroo court
wants to give me
it's not in the name of justice.
It's in the name of vengeance.
That's it?
That's it.
Then by the power vested in
me by the Township of Appalachia,
I hereby sentence you to
be hanged before supper.
May God have mercy on your soul.
Chopper!
Come on.
You see it, Cook?
Yep, it was a big 'un, Warren.
Headed north over Scenery Hill.
All right, get everybody ready.
Looks like we might
be getting company.
Charlie, Big John, you
keep your heads down.
Lock them up in
the pump room now.
I'm gonna need that, Fudge.
You reckon they come for you?
Or them. What are you gonna
do with those lawyers after
they hang the one
that killed Brian?
I don't know. Maybe
it's just passing over.
Maybe it's got
nothing to do with us.
I ain't kept out of their reach
by wishful thinking, Joel.
I'm taking to the woods.
Here, take this.
Mac, the autopsy report said
that the boy was shot
through-and-through, right?
Yeah, the round entered
the left side of his back,
penetrated the heart,
and exited the right
side of his chest.
Now, Toobin said the
last thing he remembers
was the boy standing,
rifle to his shoulder,
when he was shot.
So how do you shoot
him through the back
if he's standing, facing you,
firing?
You don't.
Now is the time
to move in, damn it.
Where the hell is he?
Ames is bringing him, sir.
But it's about a mile through
thick brush from where he landed.
Radio Ames to double-time him.
He's supposed to be an ex-SEAL.
Nothing ex about me, Grenin.
What's your sitrep?
Toobin and his
sovereign citizens
are in that compound
holding your two lawyers
and Lieutenant Rivers hostage.
I told you not to send
them to Hemmings.
That's not going to
get you off the hook.
You used Navy SEALs to
flush out a fugitive on U.S. soil
and that, Agent
Grenin, is illegal.
I didn't tell those SEALs
to hold a field exercise here.
No, but the FBI requested that
the Department of the Interior
close down the
Washington National Forest
where they usually train.
- That's not illegal.
- Technically not.
But I'd bet I can make
a damn good case
against you if I
take it to Justice.
So what do you suggest, Admiral?
Negotiate my people out of there
before anybody else gets killed.
If I didn't shoot
Brian, then who did?
Whoever that was chasing Toobin
after Brian was shot.
Must have been the FBI.
Special Agent Grenin
and one of his men.
They've been up here
hunting him for months.
We only came to this valley
because the
Department of Interior
closed our usual route
to Juniper Springs.
Agent Grenin had
to be behind that.
Toobin was right.
He used you like a
bird dog to flush him out.
You in the compound,
this is the FBI.
We have a warrant for
the arrest of Warren Toobin.
Send him out, or we'll
come in and get him.
Over there.
We've got women
and children in here!
Get those prisoners
out here now.
We'll grant safe passage
to anyone but Toobin.
Ain't nobody coming out.
Your warrant ain't legal.
You got no right here.
You're invading and trespassing.
Anybody comes in
here is going to be shot.
Yarrow, the Lieutenant
didn't kill your son.
We can prove it.
It was the FBI.
They used the SEALs
illegally, just as you said.
But the Lieutenant
didn't know about it.
And he didn't shoot Brian.
Your son was shot in the back.
He's away.
Toobin?
They'll never catch him now.
There's no need for anyone
to die now, Mr. Yarrow.
I don't believe he
didn't shoot my son.
You're lying.
We're not, Mr. Yarrow.
The autopsy report can prove it.
Who's this?
It's the Admiral.
Who's in charge here, Commander?
Mr. Yarrow, sir.
Admiral Chegwidden,
Judge Advocate General
of the United States Navy.
Was it your son that was killed?
You have my deepest
sympathies, sir.
Now, if we can just all
calm down and talk this out,
I think we can get
everyone out of here safely.
Toobin's gone, sir.
He is?
Yes, sir.
Then I say this is over.
The hell it is.
My boy's dead, and
somebody's going to pay for it.
And I swear to you,
sir, someone will.
I don't believe
you. I don't believe
any of you.
I didn't kill your boy, sir.
But if it's blood you want
then take mine.
Don't do it, Yarrow.
No, Commander.
He wants an eye for an eye.
It's better mine than the
women and children inside.
Don't do it, Daddy.
Don't do it. I believe them.
Please, don't do it.
I lost Brian.
I don't want to lose you, too.
Please...
Come on, Joel, let's go home.
Let's get out of here.
Nice job, Lieutenant.
Thank you, sir.
You get shot?
No, copperhead bit me.
Hope you bit him back.
♪ ♪
They're coming straight at you.
Right up the creek.
Roger that, Lobo. We're ready.
They know better than
to follow a line of drift.
Don't be gentle
on them, all right?
Into the jaws of death, Lobo.
Bird's Eye out.
This is Lieutenant Rivers!
United States Navy!
I'm on a SEAL field
training exercise!
I am not a deer!
Stop shooting or I will
be forced to return fire!
The parents are saying
we murdered their son.
We?
Yes, we.
Us, the government.
They claim Lieutenant Rivers
shot their son for no reason.
What does Lieutenant
Rivers say, sir?
That he took fire.
Well, if that's true,
then he was justified
in firing back, sir.
The problem is
there was no weapon found.
The boy apparently was unarmed.
Why were SEALS
training on public land, sir?
They were on their way to
Juniper Springs Military Base
for a live weapon exercise.
They did a fast-rope
insertion 60 miles away.
Part of the exercise
was to navigate
over rough terrain to the base,
while their instructors
set up ambushes.
And I understand that
that's not that uncommon.
Sir, may I ask why the
FBI is involved in this?
Does the name Warren
Toobin ring a bell?
Yeah, he's the guy
that bombed the IRS
building last year in Richmond.
A man died in that blast.
And for the last ten months,
Toobin's been holed up somewhere
in the West Virginia mountains.
Wasn't he born and raised there?
He was, and now
he's become a folk hero
to some of the locals.
They leave trash
bags filled with supplies
on the side of the road for him.
Why don't you leave a trash
bag with a locating device in it?
We did.
He found it.
Look, what does Toobin
have to do with
this case, anyway?
The kid Rivers killed
was Toobin's nephew.
So you think Toobin was there.
That he was firing
at Lieutenant Rivers.
That's what I want to find out.
The Justice Department
requested our cooperation.
We're going to
honor that request.
You'll share all your findings
with Special Agent Grenin.
That'll be all.
Aye, aye, sir. Aye, aye, sir.
He's going to give us
a hard time, isn't he?
Well, he was a little too
enthusiastic trying to pin
the murder of that Russian
mobster on me last year,
if that's any indication.
No, I don't mean Grenin,
I mean Lieutenant Rivers.
He isn't exactly forthcoming
when it comes to
JAG investigations.
Mac, qualifying for the
Medal of Honor is one thing,
defending yourself on a
murder charge is something else.
Besides, the Lieutenant
and I have an understanding.
Based on what, one fistfight?
I don't expect you to get it.
It's a guy thing.
He'll cooperate. Trust me.
I have nothing to say
to you, Commander.
The boy's parents think
you murdered their son.
You don't want to talk about it?
Do you really believe
I'm a murderer, sir?
No.
Then why am I
restricted to this base?
Standard operating procedure.
Just tell us what
happened, Lieutenant.
Let's see. I hadn't
killed a child all week,
so I snuck up on an unarmed boy
and capped him, ma'am.
Knock it off, Lieutenant.
Or what, Major?
Or we'll let a court-martial
decide if you're guilty.
Personally, I think you
stand a better chance with us.
Now cut the crap and
tell us what happened.
A sniper tried to kill me.
I got him first,
and that's the truth.
I'm just sorry it wound
up being a child.
Why were you
carrying live ammunition
through a national forest?
Look, Major, in the real world
you hump your own ammo.
You don't wait till
you get on target
for somebody to
hand it to you politely.
And besides, the whole area was
supposed to have been secured.
Any idea why the
boy shot at you?
None, ma'am.
The FBI didn't find any weapon
or shell casings.
Well, obviously there
was somebody else there.
They cleaned it up.
The FBI thinks that
someone was Warren Toobin.
That fugitive bomber guy?
He's the boy's uncle.
Did you actually see
the boy pull the trigger?
No, ma'am, I, uh...
fired on a muzzle flash.
Are you saying that Toobin
shot at me and not the boy?
It's a possibility.
Then I killed that
boy by mistake.
You were taking fire,
Lieutenant, doesn't matter
who was pulling the trigger.
It does to me.
We're very sorry for your
loss, Mr. And Mrs. Yarrow.
The good Lord saw fit to
give us two beautiful children.
We're grateful
we still have Amy.
I'm afraid I just
buried my son.
I'm having a hard
time feeling grateful.
Brian was my son, too.
What was Brian doing
in the woods that day?
If I can ask.
Enjoying his life.
Our people settled here
in 1726.
Brian lived in them woods.
It was in his blood.
He loved every rock, every tree.
Did Brian ever go hunting
in the woods, ma'am?
This here's Brian's .30-.30.
He wasn't hunting, and he didn't
have it with him, if that's
what you have in mind.
If he did,
he'd be alive today.
May we take this weapon
to the lab, have it analyzed?
No, you may not.
I'll not give up
this weapon or any other.
We can get a
subpoena, Mr. Yarrow.
Then just go ahead and get
all the subpoenas you want.
The Navy SEAL who shot
your son said he was fired upon.
Not by Brian.
Brian hit what he aimed at.
Then who would have
been firing at him?
What was that Navy SEAL
doing on our mountain, anyway?
He was conducting a
training exercise, sir.
The hell.
He was sent up there
to kill Warren Toobin.
Warren Toobin is your
brother, isn't he, ma'am?
Yes.
Yes, he is.
He's been giving the
FBI a fit for months.
So they sent the military
up there to hunt him down.
That SEAL saw Brian
and blasted away.
Ma'am, was your brother
with Brian when he was shot?
Amy, you go on and take
mama back to the bed.
No.
I'm all right.
The SEAL
who shot my boy...
is he going to get punished?
If he's found guilty
of negligence, yes, sir.
And who's going to find him
guilty, huh? The government?
If he was negligent, sir, yes.
That wasn't negligence.
It was by-god murder.
Murder.
Give me an hour to
catch up on my paperwork,
then we'll review
what we got. Yep.
Sir, ma'am, the Admiral
wanted to see you
as soon as you got in.
And Bud asked me
to give these to you.
It's the autopsy
report for Brian Yarrow.
Thanks, Harriet.
Uh, where is Bud?
Oh, he had a bar
review class tonight.
So, if you don't
need me anymore,
I'll secure for the night?
Go home, Ensign.
Get off your feet.
He was shot through and through.
MacKENZIE: Is
something wrong, Harriet?
No.
I was just thinking that...
sometimes the world
can be a really cruel place.
Sir, my gut tells me
Lieutenant Rivers is not guilty.
A 14-year-old American
boy is killed by the military.
The public wants a reason.
I want a reason,
and something a hell of a lot
more substantial than your gut.
We need solid evidence
if Lieutenant Rivers
is to be exonerated.
Or indicted.
Or indicted.
Admiral, do we know why
the SEALs were training
in that particular area?
What are you getting at?
Could it be they were
searching for Toobin, sir?
Major, the use
of military to pursue
a civilian fugitive
on U.S. soil is illegal.
Marines were used to
observe the movements
of drug runners in Texas, sir.
Observe, not apprehend,
and hell, that took an act
of Congress to approve that.
No, the SEALs weren't
there to catch Toobin.
But if it makes you
happy, I'll check on it.
A Commander McCain
from SEAL Team Eight
on line two, sir.
Chegwidden.
Yes.
When?
Right.
No. Thank you, Commander.
That was Lieutenant Rivers' C.O.
Uh, Lieutenant Rivers
has left the base.
I thought Commander
McCain restricted him to base.
He did.
Rivers is absent
without authorization.
He's U.A.
What did you say
to Lieutenant Rivers?
Sir, we interrogated
him about the shooting.
Did you charge him with a crime?
No, sir. It's far too early
in our investigation for that.
Then why the hell
did he run away?
I don't think Lieutenant
Rivers has run away
from anything in his life.
I think he's gone after
the one-armed man, sir.
I believe the Commander's
speaking metaphorically, sir.
I know who the
one-armed man is, Major.
I don't live in a cave.
No, sir.
You're probably right.
He went after Toobin
or whoever he shot at.
But going U.A.
to do it is stupid.
It screams... "guilty."
Admiral, this may be unorthodox,
but may I suggest that we
try to locate Lieutenant Rivers,
bring him back voluntarily?
Why you?
I know him, sir.
He'll listen to me.
They have an understanding, sir.
Well...
his c.o.'s waiting
to hear from me
before he notifies the
Bureau of Personnel.
I'll get you 24 hours.
After that, he goes on report.
Thank you, sir.
That'll be all. Dismissed.
Aye, aye, sir. Aye, aye, sir.
You carry him for nine months,
you give birth to him,
you raise him,
and then... Like
that... he's gone.
Sweetheart, that's
not going to happen.
Yeah, but I bet that's what
the dead little boy's
mother thought, too.
Harriet, we're going
to be together for
a long, long time.
All of us.
How do you ever know, though?
I know.
Trust me.
Excuse me, Lieutenant, Ensign.
The Admiral wants
to see you ASAP.
Enter.
You wanted to see us, sir?
You're out of
uniform, Lieutenant.
Excuse me, sir?
Not you. You.
Oh, I'm sorry, sir. I thought
you said "Lieutenant."
I know what I said...
Lieutenant Sims.
Oh... oh, my gosh!
My two years... I
completely lost track of time.
Mr. Roberts, care
to do the honors?
It would be my pleasure, sir.
What a relief.
Now I don't have
to call you "sir."
At least until I
get my promotion.
Attention to orders.
Raise your right hand
and repeat after me.
I, your name...
I, Harriet Beaumont Sims...
"having been appointed
Lieutenant Junior Grade
in the United States Navy..."
having been appointed
Lieutenant Junior Grade
in the United States Navy...
"do solemnly swear that
I will support and defend
"the Constitution
of the United States
against all enemies
foreign and domestic."
Is the Admiral in?
Yes, sir, but he's
busy at the moment.
Tell him Agent Grenin
is here to see him.
"so help me God"?
So help me God.
Congratulations, Lieutenant.
Thank you, sir.
At ease.
Admiral, Agent Grenin
is here to see you, sir.
Send him in, Tiner.
Why wasn't I told
about Rivers going U.A.?
You agreed to keep me informed.
That'll be all.
Aye, aye, sir. Aye, aye, sir.
I agreed to provide you with
information about the shooting,
not every detail of Navy affairs
from here on out.
Have you sent anyone after him?
Commander Rabb and Major
MacKenzie went to Hemmings.
Call them back.
Are you giving me an order?
No, but you are interfering
with an FBI
investigation, Admiral.
And you're interfering
with a JAG investigation.
Of a shooting that took
place in a national forest.
There's nothing to be
learned in that town.
Why are you so concerned about
my people being in Hemmings?
I have been hunting
Warren Toobin for months.
I'm closing in on him,
and I don't want your
people screwing that up.
♪ Darling, I'll never
make you blue ♪
♪ So let me love,
love, love just you... ♪
Sit anywhere, folks.
Want coffee?
You bet.
How do you take it?
Black, please.
I love places like this...
The smell of good coffee,
chicken-fried steak.
Yeah, I washed dishes in a
place like this one summer.
You? A dishwasher?
Yeah. The Eagle and
Key, in Julian, California
on high school break.
There's a menu up there on
the board if y'all are hungry.
But I would stay clear
of the liver and onions.
Thanks. We'll
need a few minutes.
Oh, well, you take
all the time you want.
I ain't going nowhere.
I'm Lucy.
Oh.
You're bleeding pretty bad.
Slow down.
Here's the meat loaf,
mashed potatoes, extra gravy.
There's peas and carrots,
and a nice hunk
of peach cobbler.
You eat hearty. Thanks.
You sure you don't
want something?
Coffee's fine, thanks.
Uh... Lucy?
We're meeting a friend here.
Uh... African-American
man, shaved head.
He's got a mustache.
You haven't seen
him around, have you?
Nope, can't say as I have.
Bald-headed black
man with a mustache?
He's got something to do
with the Brian Yarrow murder?
Why would you say that?
Well, why else would two
legal beagle JAG officers
be snooping around up here?
Boatswain's Mate Third
Class Lewis Beecham.
I served on the Antietam.
Worst two years of my life.
Mind if I join you?
Looks like you already have.
Do you know the man we're
looking for, Mr. Beecham?
"Looking for"?
Thought you said
you was meeting him.
We are.
Well, maybe he got lost.
People do that up here.
You know what you need?
A guide.
Someone to help
you find your friend.
I am available.
I could guide you
real good, ma'am.
Commander making his move?
Stepping up to help out
his pretty little Major friend?
If you're looking
for a brawl, pal,
you don't have to
bother the Major to get it.
Lewis.
Finish your lunch, boys.
Aw, I was just
having some fun, Joel.
Problem with officers, they
just don't have a sense of humor.
What say, uh... we
take a little walk, hmm?
Why did you come back?
It's our job, Mr. Yarrow.
You know, I could let
Lewis and the others
persuade y'all to leave.
Daddy.
What are you all afraid of?
Your uniforms.
No, it's rather
what they stand for:
A corrupt government
that's subverted our liberty
and undermined
the law of the people.
Excuse me? A separatist, Mac.
We're freeborn sovereign
American citizens.
Who don't recognize the
authority of the government.
We recognize people's
inherent rights, Commander.
Well, what about our right
to investigate the
death of your son?
We know how my son died,
and we know who killed him.
Now, for your own
good, leave Hemmings.
Can't leave until we find out
what happened on
that ridge, Mr. Yarrow.
My son was murdered.
That's what happened.
Get in the truck, Amy.
I can give her a call?
What was that?
It's a good thing it was
a copperhead that bit you
and not a rattler.
You're gonna be sick as a
dog, but you're not going to die.
Leastways, not from snakebite.
Come on, don't make
me shoot you, boy.
He looks hurt.
At least he's alive.
Move!
MacKENZIE: I can't get a signal.
Who are you calling?
The FBI. What, and have them
come in guns a-blazing
with Special Agent
Grenin in the lead?
State police?
They'll just call the FBI.
Well, I can't call
the local police.
They're probably
in there with them.
Call the Admiral. Fill him in.
He'll send in help
that isn't trigger-happy.
You get to high ground, Mac.
Make that call.
I'm going down there.
You are crazy,
but since I don't
have a better plan...
Good luck.
Lieutenant Rivers...
you're accused of
murdering Brian Yarrow.
How do you plead?
Not guilty.
Well, look what I just found.
Fool just walked
right on in here.
I guess that's
why he's an officer.
Where's that woman
who was with him?
She's gone.
She went back to Washington.
The hell she did.
You get after her
now, and find her.
Go!
Got to be the hero,
don't you, Commander?
What's this?
Copperhead got me.
Don't touch that, Commander.
It's a poultice to
draw the poison out.
Now, I told you
to clear out of here
before you got
yourself into a mess
you couldn't get rid of.
You're the one in the mess,
Mr. Yarrow. Whatever you call
this court, it is
far from legal.
Yeah, well, Appalachian
County People's Court
is legally convened
under common law.
Well, I doubt that, but
there isn't much point
in me arguing with
you about it, is there?
That's the first sensible
thing you've said, Commander.
Mr. Yarrow...
will this people's
court allow me
to represent the Lieutenant?
You're going along
with this kangaroo court?
Don't have much choice, do we?
What do you say, Mr. Yarrow?
Why don't you ask the judge?
Welcome to the
Appalachian County
People's Court, Counselor.
They're closing in on the Major.
Mac'll lose them.
Maybe if she was a SEAL.
How's that leg?
It's better.
The poultice is
starting to work.
They got her cornered.
How do you know?
My Uncle Charlie
had hounds...
used to take me hunting
with him every now and then.
How long you figure
until help comes?
Be here by morning.
Why the hell did
you go U.A. anyway?
To find out who
was with that boy.
He's the only one who knows
what happened that morning.
Found his blood trail.
Figured he was hit in the arm...
about here, depending
on his height.
You think it was Toobin?
Don't know.
Whoever it was...
I could've had him
if this copperhead
didn't get me.
Hey...
sounds like she lost them.
No.
They got her.
Hey, what do we got here?
All right, nice job, boys.
Come on in, darling.
Hey, sailors.
Got room for a Marine?
I told you she couldn't
lose those hounds.
I would've if I wasn't
climbing that ridge
to get my phone working.
You get through to the Admiral?
I couldn't get out.
There's no relay
stations in the valley.
So, that means the
cavalry's not coming?
No...
but we're here.
With all due
respect, Major... sir...
doesn't leave me much hope.
Amy, did you ever
know of your brother
to lift his hand to
anyone in anger?
Not without cause.
Did he ever try to kill anybody?
Brian?
He couldn't.
Wasn't in him.
You know that, Daddy.
I know.
No more questions.
Commander, do you wish
to question this witness?
I do.
Good morning.
Morning.
Were you close with
your brother, Amy?
Yes, sir.
I loved him.
I'm sure you did.
You ever know him
to lose his temper?
Sometimes...
like anyone does,
but he got over it real fast.
He ever lose his
temper with you?
Once or twice.
Tell me about it.
Uh, one time
Daddy whipped him
for busting a window,
but I done it.
He never told on me.
Well, why do you think that was?
He was my brother.
If he thought you
were in danger,
he'd try to protect you?
Of course.
Or your father?
Yes.
Or your mother?
Your Uncle Warren?
Well, hell, yeah,
he'd protect Toobin.
We all would. MAN: You tell him!
Shut up, Lewis, or I'm
going to throw you out.
I have just one
more question, Amy.
Did your brother have
his hunting rifle with him
the day that he was killed?
Yes.
Who took his rifle home?
Daddy, the next day.
Why shouldn't he? It's his gun!
Thank you, Amy.
No more questions.
All right, you can
step down now, Amy.
Call your next witness, Joel.
I'd like to call Warren Toobin,
to the stand.
You swear to tell
the truth, Warren,
so help you God? I do.
Warren...
were you with my boy on the day
that he was murdered?
MacKENZIE: Objection.
Prosecution hasn't established
that murder was committed.
You got two lawyers
now, Lieutenant?
I-it a... it appears so, sir.
Well, you can have a dozen,
it won't change anything.
Overruled.
Warren, answer the question.
Brian was with me.
Is his killer in this room?
That's him.
Now, say what happened.
Brian brought me supplies.
We was going to do some
fishing before he went home.
That's when we saw
soldiers coming up the crick.
And why is it you
figured they was there?
To get me.
We were on exercise.
We didn't even know
you were there.
Pipe down.
You'll get your say.
Then what happened, Warren?
Brian said they had no
right hunting me like that.
Then he started
talking on his radio.
So...
Brian begun shooting at him...
not to hit him, mind you...
just to scare him some,
to give me time to run.
And did he shoot back?
Full automatic.
Brian was dead
before he hit the ground.
I grabbed the rifle
and shell casings,
and took off running.
I crawled under a deadfall
and hid while they ran by.
I'm so sorry, Joel.
It happened so fast.
There was nothing I could do.
Nobody's holding you
responsible, Warren.
I'll always remember
Brian standing there,
deer gun to his shoulder...
giving his life to protect
me from the government.
I have no further questions.
What does he
mean, "they ran by"?
Did you or your men chase him?
No, I stayed with the boy.
My guys were down at the creek.
Who was chasing you, Mr. Toobin?
Him and his men.
But that's not possible.
His SEAL team were down
in the valley by the creek.
You said so yourself.
That ridge was
crawling with soldiers.
It was not.
I'm not going to tell you again.
One more time,
I'll have you gagged.
Sorry, Your Honor.
The defendant will wait
until his turn on the stand.
He better!
Why'd you bomb the IRS Building?
Why'd the sons of liberty
dump tea into Boston
Harbor in 1773?
To protest against an
oppressive government
and unfair taxes!
Yeah. Yeah. Amen.
If you had protested in a manner
as harmless as dumping tea,
a man would still
be alive today... a man who
left behind a wife and a baby.
I didn't mean for
that to happen.
That floor was supposed
to be empty at night.
Lieutenant Rivers didn't mean
to shoot and kill your nephew.
He didn't fire the first shot.
He would if he saw
us before we saw them!
But he didn't.
He didn't.
Why didn't you try to
stop Brian from shooting?
Like I said, Brian was
trying to protect me.
Do you need a 14-year-old
boy to protect you?
What are you, a coward?!
Get up here and
gag him! Sit down!
You're the reason that boy's
dead! You are! You're the rea...
Any further questions,
Commander?
Yes, sir, I do.
The defendant has just asked it.
These folks here know me.
They know I'm no coward...
and neither was Brian.
He died like a man.
We gonna see if
he can do the same.
Right here in
the Declaration of Independence,
it says that when a
government destroys life, liberty,
and the pursuit of happiness,
that the people have
a right to abolish it.
Now do we not have the
same rights as our forefathers?
Huh? Warren Toobin
here believes we do...
I believe we do, and so should
each and every one of y'all.
Now how did the
British government
destroy the rights
of our forefathers?
Here's one way.
"Protecting soldiers
by mock trial
"from punishment for murders
they should commit against
inhabitants of these states."
Now they're talking about
redcoats murdering civilians
and getting away with
it by holding mock trials.
Which is exactly what
these folks want to do.
Now, Lieutenant Rivers'
uniform may look different,
but he is a redcoat
just the same.
Now, he swore an
oath to a government
that sent him to
get Warren Toobin,
because he opposes it.
Now, will it matter
to that government
that along the way,
that Lieutenant Rivers
murdered our boy?
No.
No. And will they
punish their redcoat?
Never. That is up to us to do.
And this Declaration
of Independence...
This holy document...
gives us the right to do it.
Yeah!
Give 'em hell, Joel!
You tell 'em, Joel!
SEAL teams normally insert
in the George Washington
National Forest here
to transition to
the live firing range
at Juniper Springs.
But Lieutenant Rivers'
exercise inserted here
near Hemmings.
Why were they diverted, sir?
Good question.
According to Special
Warfare Command,
their usual insertion
area was shut down
by the Forest Service due to
overuse by campers and hikers.
Well, that doesn't
seem right, sir.
No, Mr. Roberts, it does not.
I want you to
discreetly find out
if the Forest Service
was pressured
to divert the SEALs from
their usual training ground.
Aye, aye, sir.
Lieutenant...
when's the last time
you had contact
with the Commander?
Yesterday, sir. Around 1400.
That'll be all.
Aye, sir.
It also says in the
Declaration of Independence...
"Governments long established
should not be changed
for light and transient causes."
And to assure that
this didn't happen,
our founding fathers gave us
more than the Declaration
of Independence.
They gave us the Constitution.
Our blueprint for a
working democracy.
Mr. Yarrow and Warren Toobin
would abolish that blueprint
and work strictly
from the Declaration.
Something our founding fathers
obviously didn't want us to do,
or they wouldn't have
written the Constitution.
Mr. Yarrow said that
Lieutenant Rivers took an oath
to uphold the government.
That's not true.
He took an oath to
uphold the Constitution.
The Lieutenant isn't a redcoat
sent by a foreign
government to get Mr. Toobin.
He's a Navy SEAL who was
conducting a training exercise,
when fate put
him in Brian's path.
Toobin has admitted the
Lieutenant didn't fire first.
He defended himself
only when fired upon.
Now, who among you would
not have done the same thing?
Lieutenant Rivers
didn't kill your
son, Mr. Yarrow.
Your boy is dead because
of the hate and suspicion
you planted in his heart.
Has the jury reached a verdict?
It is unanimous.
Guilty.
They didn't even deliberate.
Didn't have to.
You have anything to say
before I pass sentence?
Ungag him.
No...
I put my life on the
line dozens of times,
just to give you the right
to believe what you believe.
Now yes...
I killed that young boy.
And I deeply regret that.
But know this... I didn't
come here looking for Toobin.
And I wouldn't have fired
unless I was fired upon.
Any punishment
this kangaroo court
wants to give me
it's not in the name of justice.
It's in the name of vengeance.
That's it?
That's it.
Then by the power vested in
me by the Township of Appalachia,
I hereby sentence you to
be hanged before supper.
May God have mercy on your soul.
Chopper!
Come on.
You see it, Cook?
Yep, it was a big 'un, Warren.
Headed north over Scenery Hill.
All right, get everybody ready.
Looks like we might
be getting company.
Charlie, Big John, you
keep your heads down.
Lock them up in
the pump room now.
I'm gonna need that, Fudge.
You reckon they come for you?
Or them. What are you gonna
do with those lawyers after
they hang the one
that killed Brian?
I don't know. Maybe
it's just passing over.
Maybe it's got
nothing to do with us.
I ain't kept out of their reach
by wishful thinking, Joel.
I'm taking to the woods.
Here, take this.
Mac, the autopsy report said
that the boy was shot
through-and-through, right?
Yeah, the round entered
the left side of his back,
penetrated the heart,
and exited the right
side of his chest.
Now, Toobin said the
last thing he remembers
was the boy standing,
rifle to his shoulder,
when he was shot.
So how do you shoot
him through the back
if he's standing, facing you,
firing?
You don't.
Now is the time
to move in, damn it.
Where the hell is he?
Ames is bringing him, sir.
But it's about a mile through
thick brush from where he landed.
Radio Ames to double-time him.
He's supposed to be an ex-SEAL.
Nothing ex about me, Grenin.
What's your sitrep?
Toobin and his
sovereign citizens
are in that compound
holding your two lawyers
and Lieutenant Rivers hostage.
I told you not to send
them to Hemmings.
That's not going to
get you off the hook.
You used Navy SEALs to
flush out a fugitive on U.S. soil
and that, Agent
Grenin, is illegal.
I didn't tell those SEALs
to hold a field exercise here.
No, but the FBI requested that
the Department of the Interior
close down the
Washington National Forest
where they usually train.
- That's not illegal.
- Technically not.
But I'd bet I can make
a damn good case
against you if I
take it to Justice.
So what do you suggest, Admiral?
Negotiate my people out of there
before anybody else gets killed.
If I didn't shoot
Brian, then who did?
Whoever that was chasing Toobin
after Brian was shot.
Must have been the FBI.
Special Agent Grenin
and one of his men.
They've been up here
hunting him for months.
We only came to this valley
because the
Department of Interior
closed our usual route
to Juniper Springs.
Agent Grenin had
to be behind that.
Toobin was right.
He used you like a
bird dog to flush him out.
You in the compound,
this is the FBI.
We have a warrant for
the arrest of Warren Toobin.
Send him out, or we'll
come in and get him.
Over there.
We've got women
and children in here!
Get those prisoners
out here now.
We'll grant safe passage
to anyone but Toobin.
Ain't nobody coming out.
Your warrant ain't legal.
You got no right here.
You're invading and trespassing.
Anybody comes in
here is going to be shot.
Yarrow, the Lieutenant
didn't kill your son.
We can prove it.
It was the FBI.
They used the SEALs
illegally, just as you said.
But the Lieutenant
didn't know about it.
And he didn't shoot Brian.
Your son was shot in the back.
He's away.
Toobin?
They'll never catch him now.
There's no need for anyone
to die now, Mr. Yarrow.
I don't believe he
didn't shoot my son.
You're lying.
We're not, Mr. Yarrow.
The autopsy report can prove it.
Who's this?
It's the Admiral.
Who's in charge here, Commander?
Mr. Yarrow, sir.
Admiral Chegwidden,
Judge Advocate General
of the United States Navy.
Was it your son that was killed?
You have my deepest
sympathies, sir.
Now, if we can just all
calm down and talk this out,
I think we can get
everyone out of here safely.
Toobin's gone, sir.
He is?
Yes, sir.
Then I say this is over.
The hell it is.
My boy's dead, and
somebody's going to pay for it.
And I swear to you,
sir, someone will.
I don't believe
you. I don't believe
any of you.
I didn't kill your boy, sir.
But if it's blood you want
then take mine.
Don't do it, Yarrow.
No, Commander.
He wants an eye for an eye.
It's better mine than the
women and children inside.
Don't do it, Daddy.
Don't do it. I believe them.
Please, don't do it.
I lost Brian.
I don't want to lose you, too.
Please...
Come on, Joel, let's go home.
Let's get out of here.
Nice job, Lieutenant.
Thank you, sir.
You get shot?
No, copperhead bit me.
Hope you bit him back.
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