JAG (1995–2005): Season 4, Episode 9 - People v. Mac - full transcript

It's me. Let me in. Come on.

What are you doing here?

I thought I put you on a plane.

Chris... Shh.

Hey, don't shush me.

What's going on?

I need a place
to stay for a while.

Well, you're not staying here.

All right, hold it.

Don't move.

You broke my nose, lady.



Well, here, let
me fix it for you.

Please. Put that down, Miss.

We've got no beef with you.

You invade my house,

we got a beef.

Benny, this is no good.

Excuse the intrusion, but
your husband, here, owes me

15 grand plus interest.

Now, drastic measures
must be taken.

You understand.

I understand I want you
out of here, all of you.

In a minute.

Benny, it's not
like I don't want...

Stop it!



That's enough!

Bryer!

You've got till tomorrow

and that's it.

Come on.

Honey... I'm home.

Nice work, Rabb.

Thanks, Mattoni.

Nice going, Commander.

Good job, Commander.

And this roo was
kicking the crap out of me

so I whack him with
a solid right. Boom!

Did you knock him out?

Hell, no. Broke my bloody hand.

Well, welcome back,
sir. Good morning.

Nice job on the nerve
gas hearings, Harm.

Thank you, Carolyn.

It's nice to be back.

Sir, do you know our new
foreign exchange officer?

Lieutenant Commander
Harmon Rabb...

Lieutenant Commander Mic
Brumby, Royal Australian Navy.

I heard you were coming
aboard, Commander.

Going to be with us long?

I don't know. Uh,
orders are open-ended.

Hear you did quite a
job straightening out

the congressional
committee, Commander.

Got lucky.

So how's Harriet, Bud?

Uh, she's just hoping

the first trimester
ends soon, sir.

I think things are
going to get a lot easier

when I finish my finals

and get out of law school.

Oh, come on, Bud.

Don't want to keep the
old man waiting, do we?

Status on the Fry case?

I suggest dropping charges, sir.

Admiral, if I may, I think that
would be unwise at this time.

While I appreciate
Commander Rugby's

impromptu opinion, sir...

That's Brumby.

The case holds no water.

The defendant
has an airtight alibi.

Actually, Commander,
while you were gone,

I did a bit of
work on that alibi.

Did you?

I persuaded Seaman
Fry's girlfriend

that perjury was
an unwise course,

and that your
federal penitentiaries

are such nasty places.

Anyway, she's disappeared,

with his alibi and
his CD collection.

Nice work, Commander Brumby.

Well, Rabb, that
should free you up a bit.

I expect you want to prosecute.

Yes, sir.

Thanks.

Don't mention it, Commander.

I'm sorry I'm late, sir. Uh...

dead battery.

Seaman Ravner

is accused of assaulting

his lead petty officer.

I'll take it, sir.

Uh, Sergeant Stromfeld...

Drunk and disorderly. MacKenzie.

Senior Chief Roselli,
homicide. Uh...

Brumby.

Uh... Lieutenant Moss...

Indecent exposure.

Sir?

Um...

he allegedly dropped
his trousers and mooned

his fellow officer

while he was
jogging on the base.

Hmm.

♪ Moon river ♪

♪ Wider than a mile... ♪

Wipe that smile off
your face, Lieutenant.

A charge like this could
ruin a man's career.

Yes, sir.

I'm sure you'll get
to the bottom of it.

I, uh... I have to
go type some briefs.

No pun intended, sir.

What? No bad
jokes about my case?

Something must
really be bothering you.

Me? No. I'm fine.

You can talk to
me about it, Mac.

I tried talking to you.

As I recall, you
were in Congress

with a Congresswoman.

How is Bobbi Latham, by the way?

She's fine.

I'm sorry that I wasn't
free when you needed me,

but I'm here now.

What's going on?

All right, I... I do
have a slight problem.

Excuse me, Commander.

Congresswoman
Latham is on line two, sir.

Tell her I'm busy. Take
a message, thanks.

It's her second call
this morning, sir.

Tell her I'm in a
meeting, Tiner.

I'll call her later. Thank you.

Aye, sir.

That's okay.

Take your call.

You know, if you give her
time, she'll come around.

Who will come around to what?

The Major. To
trusting you again.

Look, here's the deal.

You strayed once.
She'll forgive you.

You'll pay, but
she'll forgive you.

I didn't stray.

You stray twice, she'll
push you away forever.

First of all, I didn't stray...

Look, come off the grass, mate.

Second of all, I certainly don't
need your advice on women

and third, Mac is not a
woman; she's a friend.

So there's nothing
between you two?

She's a free agent, as
far as you're concerned?

Yeah, as far as I'm
concerned, yeah.

Then you're right.

You don't need my advice.

I'll see you around.

Found a couple rib
eyes in the freezer.

Hope you still like well done.

Chris, what are you doing?

Cooking us a little supper.

Where's you garlic powder?

You were supposed to be gone

by the time I got home.

Yeah, well, I've been
thinking about that.

Well, I gave you

$3,000 and a plane ticket.

I don't want you
back in my life.

I was out of your
life for 12 years.

How come you
never got a divorce?

Come on, Sarah, tell the truth.

Why didn't you divorce me?

What difference does it make?

A piece of paper
does not make us

man and wife.

We had more than
a piece of paper

between the two of us.

The divorce is just a formality.

I can get one anytime.

It's not just a formality to
me, I'm not behind bars now.

You can't throw me away so easy.

You don't have a choice.

Why? 'Cause I'm a dumb ex-con?

And you're a marine
officer? A lawyer?

I got plans, Sarah.

Don't include me

in your plans.

You think I'm a loser

but I was good
enough to get you away

from your drunken
daddy, wasn't I?

I have a new life now, Chris.

It's a good one.

I'm not a fancy
Lieutenant Colonel

like your boyfriend Farrow.

He is not my boyfriend.

Oh, you forget. I saw
you two in Okinawa.

Doesn't the Marine Corps frown

on its officers messing
around with its COs

especially if they're married?

See, I got choices.

I can wreck your
career, if I want to.

You can't blackmail
me into loving you, Chris.

I can hurt you in so many ways.

Get out.

I'm at the Hotel
Normandy, Room 401.

Enjoy your steak.

Husband?

When were you married, Mac?

A lifetime ago.

Look, he was in prison
for five years for a felony.

We haven't lived together since.

I can get a divorce anytime.

So what's the problem?

He's threatening to tell

about our relationship
in Okinawa.

How's he know about it?

He followed me there.

He saw us.

Look, you were rotating
out at the time, Mac.

Yeah, but technically, I was
still under your command.

That made it a
violation of the U.C.M.J.

So it's his word against ours.

Are you willing
to lie under oath

to protect your
career? My career?

My career ended with
that court-martial, Mac.

Remember? "No
punishment awarded"?

If maintaining sewers
and filling potholes

isn't punishment, I
don't know what is.

But I would lie to protect you.

That's very chivalrous, John,

but I wouldn't allow it.

I don't want to see you hurt.

You know, I guess

I never really
stopped caring for you.

I remember when
we were together.

Shh.

I know.

I know.

So, um, what does he want?

Me, he says.

I don't think much of
his courting technique.

You say he owes money?

$15,000 plus.

I'll talk to him.

No. I'll handle it.

I-I only came here because I
thought you had a right to know.

Well, I'm glad you did.

But I'll talk to him.

You don't know him, John.

He's dangerous.

I've been expecting you.

Hello.

Harm, it's me.

Who is this? Bobbi?

Mac.

Mac?

What the hell time is it?

Why... I don't know.

Listen, I... I need your help.

Why? What's wrong?

I've been arrested.

Arrested? For what?

Murdering my husband.

Enter.

Major MacKenzie
was arrested last night.

Commander Rabb will brief you.

Have a seat, gentlemen.

Christopher Ragle
was shot to death

in his hotel room last night.

Lieutenant Colonel John Farrow

and Major MacKenzie were there.

They've been arrested
on suspicion of murder.

Who's Christopher Ragle, sir?

He's the Major's husband.

The... Major's...

what?

Apparently, Major MacKenzie...

was married.

Who's this Colonel Farrow?

Mac's former C.O.

He was court-martialed last year

for sending troops
into Haiti against orders.

The members found him guilty

but awarded no punishment.

Good defense attorney.

Thank you.

Of course, he's facing
administrative separation.

Continue, Commander.

Yes, sir.

A nine-millimeter sig sauer

was found on the scene.

Partial prints on
the weapon belong

to the Major and the Colonel.

Any gunfire residue?

It's inconclusive.

What about motive?

Police believe it
was a lovers' triangle.

Sounds like they have a
good circumstantial case.

They don't. We do.

U.S. Attorney
has a full caseload.

He's turning this
one over to us.

We're charging Mac and
Lieutenant Colonel Farrow

with murder and conspiracy.

Commander Ted
Lindsey will prosecute.

Ted's a damned good litigator.

Admiral, I propose
myself as defense counsel.

With all due respect, sir,

I think that's a bad idea,

given Commander
Rabb's relationship

with Major MacKenzie.

I don't give a rat's ass
what you think, Burnby.

That's Brumby.

With all due respect.

Exactly my point, sir.

He's too emotionally involved

to be objective.

Admiral...

sir, I respectfully
request permission

to defend Major MacKenzie

in this trial.

Permission granted.

Thank you, sir.

Commander Brumby,
you will defend

Lieutenant Colonel Farrow.

Mr. Roberts, you'll assist.

Now...

I expect you two
to work together.

If you can't, I will
replace both of you.

Understood?

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

Dismissed.

Aye, aye, sir.

I didn't know how you wanted it

so I left it plain.

I'm not hungry. Thanks.

Thanks again for
keeping me out of the brig.

Well...

lucky the Navy
doesn't consider you

a flight risk.

You want to tell me
about your husband?

He showed up last
week, needing money.

I gave him $3,000
and a plane ticket

and then, uh, three
nights ago, he came back.

These three goons
were after him.

They broke in.

They hurt you?

No...

but they beat up
Chris pretty bad.

He spent the night.

On the couch.

Um...

when I came home
later that evening

he was still there.

I asked him to leave.

It got ugly.

Did he threaten you?

In a way.

The next day, I-I
drove to Quantico

and told Colonel
Farrow about it.

Why did you go to him?

Because she trusted me.

I was her first C.O...

mentor, I guess.

So, you decided
to play Sir Galahad.

No, I decided to help a friend.

I went to Ragle's hotel room.

I gave him the money.

$15,000.

$20,000.

Enough for him
to pay off his loan

and get out of town

and as I was leaving the
hotel, I ran into Mac coming in.

She insisted on talking
to Ragle for one last time

so I went up with her.

When we got to the room...

he was dead.

Did you see anybody else there?

No.

So, what happened to the money?

I assume the killer took it.

So, Ragle

was blackmailing you.

Yeah, but not just for money.

He wanted me
back, or so he said.

Do you want to
know if I killed him?

As your friend, yeah.

As your lawyer...

here's how I see it.

You and Farrow
showed up to talk to him.

The door was open.

You went in.

He was already dead.

Farrow picked up the weapon.

He handed it to you.

You phoned the police.

My client says he's innocent.

What does your client say?

I didn't ask.

I see.

You feel knowing the facts

will hamper your defense.

Facts can be misleading.

If I was prosecuting

I'd propose the husband
comes from Mac's dim, dark past

and threatens her.

She calls Farrow.

They conspire to kill him.

Mac is not a murderer.

Well, you didn't think
she was married, either.

You know, there's
always the loan shark.

Loan sharks don't
kill you, Harm.

They can't collect
if you're dead.

Well, what would you have
us do, plead them guilty?

Certainly not...

but we should decide
if they're guilty or not,

so we can defend
them accordingly.

What have we got here?

Desk clerk.

Manager.

What are you spying on us for?

This is my hotel.

I got a right to know
what's going on.

Do you?

Tell me, mate, what
went on here last night?

No, no, no, I already
talked to the cops

and I'm not saying nothing
more without my agent.

Your agent? Yeah.

The tabloids pay good
money for stuff like this.

I'm not going to
give it away for free.

I got somewhere I got to be...

and, uh, as to whether

they're guilty or
not, they're not.

I called your office, but
they didn't seem to know

where you were.

But you did.

Well, you told me
you like to come here.

I figured it was a safe bet.

You look worried.

How's Mac?

She's not great.

I'm sorry to hear that.

You've been avoiding me.

Yes.

Well, at least you
respect me enough

not to lie.

Well, you can
deal with the truth.

That's one of the
things I like about you.

What else do you
like about me...

besides the obvious?

Your integrity.

Oh, please.

You're not afraid to
admit when you're wrong.

Especially when I'm wrong
in front of the whole country.

Bobbi... I'm sorry about
the sarin investigation.

Forget it.

It was the best thing

that could've
happened to my career.

We know how Americans
love a good mea culpa.

We're working on my...

"I was arrogant, but
I'm humble now" speech.

How's that for integrity?

Well, I think it'll probably
get you into the Senate.

You're a fantastic woman, Bobbi.

If my life

were different...

Right now, the last thing I need

in my life is commitment.

So, uh...

friends, okay?

Detective Maldone, what time

did you arrive at
the murder scene?

11:35 P.M.

And what did you find there?

Christopher Ragle,
dead, shot in the chest,

and the two defendants
waiting for me.

Was there any
sign of a break-in?

No.

What type of wound was it?

Contact...

uh, abrasions around
the edges, no tattooing.

The gun was right
against his chest.

Was there a struggle?

Hard to say.

If there was a struggle

which way would the victim

have fallen?

Down.

Your witness.

Detective, who
called the police?

The defendants, I believe.

Is this typical behavior

for a murderer...
To call the police

and then wait for
them to arrive?

No, not typical, but I've
seen stranger things.

No further questions,
Your Honor.

Did you get statements

from the suspects, Detective?

From Colonel Farrow only.

Major MacKenzie said

she would speak only
through an attorney.

So, Colonel Farrow cooperated,
but Major MacKenzie did not?

That's correct.

And what conclusion did you draw

from Major MacKenzie's
unwillingness

to cooperate?

She was playing it cagey.

Your Honor,

I would like that
remark stricken.

Objection.

It was a proper
defense question,

asked and answered.

The response stays.

Sir, I request a
15-minute recess

to confer with counsel.

You may.

We'll break for lunch

and resume at 1400.

What the hell are
you doing in there?

Defending my client,

the same as you.

No, not the same as me.

You're trying to
make Mac look guilty.

Look, Mac is a lawyer.

Farrow isn't.

The members know that.

It's only natural she would ask

for an attorney to be present.

Why bring it up?

If they had planned
the murder together,

Farrow would've
asked for a lawyer, too.

By showing they
behaved inconsistently

we reduce the impression

of a well-thought-out
conspiracy.

Makes sense, sir.

So, slip me a note
next time, all right?

We're supposed to be
working on this together.

You got it.

Defense may call
its first witness.

Defense calls Lieutenant
Colonel John Farrow.

Please state your
name and duty station.

Lieutenant Colonel
John Philip Farrow,

Deputy Maintenance Officer,

Marine Corps Base, Quantico.

You commanded the
headquarters and service battalion

at Camp Butler on
Okinawa, correct?

That's correct.

And the then first Lieutenant

Sarah MacKenzie was
your administrative officer?

Yes.

Was she a good officer, sir?

Yes, she was, one of my finest.

In fact, it was on
your recommendation

the Marines pay for her
law school, was it not?

Yes, it was.

Colonel, did you and Sarah
MacKenzie have an affair

while she was under
your command?

Objection, Your
Honor. Irrelevant.

Overruled.

Witness will answer.

Yes.

We saw each other.

But she was already
transferring out

and my recommendation
for law school...

That was prior to
our relationship.

There was absolutely no impact

to the good order and
discipline of my command.

Did you know that she
was married at the time?

No. So you did not

knowingly commit adultery, sir?

No, I did not.

But Major MacKenzie
did, didn't she?

Your Honor...

knowingly commit
adultery, that is.

Sir, I move for immediate

severance under R.C.M. 906.

Your Honor, the government

strenuously objects.

It's a bit late in the game for
separate trials, Commander.

On what grounds?

Sir, the defense counselor
is-is eliciting testimony

which is unduly
prejudicial to my client.

I'm simply trying to get

all the facts out, Your Honor.

This court will recess until
1000 hours tomorrow morning

at which time I'll
hold an Article 39

alpha session to hear
arguments for separate trials.

The members will not attend.

Counselors, this
better be legitimate.

It was unethical.

I acted in the best
interest of my client.

What, by accusing
the Major of adultery?

She was guilty of adultery.

You planned to pin
this murder on her

from the start, Brumby.

Untrue. That is untrue.

I only decided that today.

Did I hear you right, Commander?

I am convinced

Major MacKenzie
killed her husband.

Farrow is innocent,

and I will defend him to
the limits of my abilities,

and if that means
incriminating the Major,

so be it.

You are a self-serving,
arrogant bastard, Brumby.

Oh...

One day, you and I will have

a private conversation
about that.

Oh, that we will,
Brumby, that we will.

Maybe your tactics

work in the Australian Navy,

but I don't think
much of them here.

Perhaps the Admiral would
like my tactics better, sir,

if they were in Major
MacKenzie's favor.

Careful, Brumby.

Permission to speak freely, sir.

What the hell have
you been doing?

All you lot... Rabb, Roberts,
even you, Admiral, sir...

You're all Mac's friends,

but you're all a little
bit in love with her...

Not that I blame you...

But it clouds
your judgment, sir.

Have you considered
the possibility

that maybe she is guilty?

Yes, I have.

And what... you
dismiss the idea?

Well, I can't
dismiss the idea, sir.

It's my job to investigate
that very possibility.

Either I defend my
client as I see fit, sir,

or I step down, sir.

Let him defend his client, sir.

I'll defend mine
at separate trials.

Admiral Morris will
make that decision.

You defend your
clients, gentlemen,

but don't you turn this
into a mudslinging contest.

Is that clear?

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

Dismissed.

Well...

things certainly have gotten

interesting around here

since I've been away, Admiral.

Hmm...

you don't know the half of it.

I told Brumby and
I'm telling you...

No more testimony
that hurts Mac.

You've got my word on it.

Let me just say up
front that I'm reluctant

to grant severance this
far into the proceedings.

However, I will hear
Commander Rabb's motion.

Why do you want separate trials?

Your Honor, I believe that
Commander Brumby's defense

is antagonistic
toward my client.

Based on what?

Have you two discussed it?

In general terms, sir.

Well, then, let's get specific.

Commander Brumby, do you intend

to introduce evidence
prejudicial to Major MacKenzie?

No, Your Honor.

Apparently not.

Approach.

What's going on here?

My client has informed me

that he will refuse
to answer questions

that tend to incriminate
Major MacKenzie.

What is that,
the fifth by proxy?

Is this a trick, gentlemen?

Are you setting me up
for an overturn on appeal?

No, sir.

No, Your Honor.

Because if you are, I'll
get you both disbarred.

Am I clear?

Aye, sir.

Yes, sir.

That will be all, gentlemen.

Defense motion denied.

Trial will continue.

Staff Sergeant, summon
the members, please.

Colonel Farrow, would you
please describe what occurred

in the hotel room on
the night in question?

I went there intending
to buy Ragle off.

I've been expecting you.

You know who I am.

Yeah.

I know who you are.

$20,000. Cash.

Very generous, John.

Drink?

Take the money.

Get out of her life.

Let's have a drink to
consummate our deal.

To Sarah...

my wife...

bless her cheatin' heart.

I expect you gone by tomorrow.

You steal a man's wife.

You try to buy him off.

I've been waiting to do
this ever since Okinawa.

What, do you have a
need to go back to prison?

No. You came up
here in a jealous rage.

You threatened me.

I had to defend my...

And that's when Major
MacKenzie showed up.

She took the gun from me.

I tried to use the
telephone. It wasn't working.

So we called the
police from her car.

Thank you, Colonel.

No further questions.

Colonel, why didn't you tell

the police this story
when they questioned you?

Well, I was afraid they
wouldn't believe me.

They'd think I was trying
to protect Major MacKenzie.

Well, aren't you?

Objection. Badgering.

Sustained.

Colonel, what
happened to the money?

I don't know.

The last I saw, it
was in the room.

Well, the police never found it.

Now, if your story's
true. Where's the money?

I don't know.

That is not how it happened.

Mac, it gets you off the hook.

And puts John squarely on it.

I want to testify.

No.

I will not let him
take the heat for me.

I want to tell my story.

It's my constitutional right.

I know what your
constitutional rights are.

I'm your lawyer, remember?

Now, I'm advising
you not to testify.

Either you put me on the stand

or Brumby will.

Major MacKenzie...

did you visit Christopher Ragle

at his hotel room on
the night of the murder?

Yes, I did.

Why?

To... reason with
him one last time.

I've been expecting you.

It ain't exactly the Ritz,
but I've been in worse.

You, too, as I recall.

Remember the back
room at that honky-tonk

outside of El Paso...

That morning

you swore you'd always love me?

Remember?

It was a long time ago, Chris.

You should never
have walked out on me.

I didn't come here
to fight with you.

I came to tell you

good-bye.

If you want to ruin
my career, go ahead.

Personally, I think you'd
be hurting yourself, too.

The healthiest thing

for you to do...

Don't tell me what's
healthy for me.

You don't have a right.

Good-bye, Chris.

Don't.

Oh, you are so... beautiful.

I'm sorry.

Then you better kill me now.

'Cause as long as I'm alive

you don't get to have
a life... not without me.

I'll find you wherever
you go, Sarah.

I'll kill your men.

I'll kill your kids

and I'll kill you

and there's nothing
you can do to stop me.

So you better shoot me now.

Counselor?

No further questions,
Your Honor.

Sir...

I have one.

What happened next, Major?

I shot him.

You clearing out
your desk, Major?

Just taking some work home.

Well, can I help you with that?

You've done enough, thank you.

Look, I'm sorry the
way things turned out.

Are you?

Look, the thing of it is...

I never meant to hurt you, Mac.

I mean, this isn't personal.

You're right, Commander

there's nothing personal
between us; never will be.

I was just doing the
best for my client.

If you were my client, I would
have done the same for you.

Well, that's a
comforting thought.

Well, you don't
seem very comforted.

I wish there was something
more that I could do for you.

There is. Would you hold this?

Now I'm comforted.

Yeah?

Quite a shock in
court yesterday, sir.

To say the least.

What's on your mind, Lieutenant?

Well, I couldn't talk about
it before... it was privileged

but since Colonel
Farrow testified

and it's a matter of record,
I can talk about it now, sir.

Spit it out, Bud.

Yes, sir.

The bag of money, sir.

The one the police never found?

Yes, sir.

I was there when Colonel Farrow

first told Commander
Brumby about it.

That bag exists, sir.

I know.

You know, sir?

I contacted FBI.
Special Agent Novack.

Colonel Farrow's
savings account.

He withdrew $20,000
the day of the murder.

The money does exist.

The question is, where is it?

Somebody took it.

Somebody who was in
Ragle's room that night.

The only people there were
the Major and Colonel Farrow.

And one other person.

I could get fired for this

'cause the owners
don't like any trouble.

This ought to cover your risk.

Well, let's get some
light on the subject.

Well, that's what we
intend to do, George.

You know, the cops have
been all over this place,

so maybe if you guys

could tell me what
you're looking for

maybe I could help you out.

I think you know
what we're looking for.

No, I don't.

You came here that night after
Christopher Ragle was murdered

and you took something.

No.

He's lying, sir.

I believe you're
right, Mr. Roberts.

Now, now, wait a minute.

I agreed to let you
in and that's all.

I don't have to
answer your questions

'cause you got no
authority over me.

Where's the money, George?

What money? What
are you talking about?

The $20,000. You came up here

before the police
arrived and you stole it.

I never stole nothing.

I'm out of here.

George Ludd, 1983: possession,
'84: breaking and entering...

Petty theft...

More B&E.

You're a liar and a thief
by profession, George.

Look, I paid my debt.

I've been clean
for five years now.

Five years, huh?

Well, that's a long time.

Say, you think the owners
know about his record?

Not all of it, no.

What do you think they'd
do if they found out?

Knowing how they
hate trouble and all.

Okay. After the
guy and the girl left

I came up here

and... I saw him leave the room.

Who?

Oh, come on, man.

If he finds out I told
you, I'm a dead man.

Who, George?

Benny Turpin.

Well, Commander "bug-me"

didn't waste any time
getting here, did he?

Ah, I hope you don't
mind that I called him, sir.

Officially, I am
still his assistant.

So you are, Bud.

Gentlemen. Shh!

Commander Rabb,
Lieutenant Roberts...

Benny Turpin.

Have a seat and, uh... Quiet.

Try to keep your voices down.

People are trying to read.

We're not wearing a wire.

Mic here explained
your predicament

but I don't see
how I can help you.

Benny admits he took the money.

It was my money.

He owed it to me.
Why shouldn't I take it?

So you were...

Shh!

Shh!

Sorry.

So you were there that night?

Yeah, but I didn't kill Ragle.

You know who did.

I can't get involved.

There's too much profile.

Well, you understand.

We can subpoena you, Benny.

I'll deny I was there.

You can't prove it.

Yeah, but we can prove

that you broke into Major
MacKenzie's apartment.

It's home invasion, assault...
It's good for five to ten.

It's her word against mine.

Surveillance cameras
in the hallway, Benny.

We got a tape.

Please state your
name and occupation.

Uh, Benny Turpin.

I'm in, uh... financial aid.

Mr. Turpin, were you

at the Normandy Hotel,
Room 401, on the night

of October 27th?

Yeah. I was there.

Did you see who murdered
Christopher Ragle, sir?

Yeah.

Nobody.

Here's what happened...

I go into his room.

My boys are downstairs...

There are some things
you handle yourself.

Figured you show.

The girl shows up.

Now they start to talk
about this and that...

she vowed she loved
him, then she left him...

so on and so forth.

Now, he's getting steamed.

Bye, Chris.

He grabs her. Don't.

He starts pulling
her towards the bed.

That's when I almost

step out, 'cause I
don't go for this stuff.

I'm sorry.

Chris.

Then he pulls a gun.

Then you better kill me.

Because as long as I'm alive,

you don't get to
have a life without me.

It was like he wanted
her to shoot him.

It was the weirdest
thing I ever saw.

Well, then she
throws the gun away.

That's when the
cavalry showed up.

$20,000. Cash.

He comes in with
20 grand. My money.

You bother Sarah again
I'm going to squash you

like the cockroach you are.

You try to steal a man's wife?

You try to buy him off
and you call me scum?

I been wanting to do
this ever since Okinawa.

Then things heated up fast.

Sarah.

It's okay, it's okay. It's okay.

And they left.

That's when I grabbed my
money and got out of there.

Is there any doubt
in your mind, sir,

that Christopher Ragle
intended to shoot Colonel Farrow?

If she didn't grab the
gun, he'd be dead by now.

Her, too, maybe.

It was self-defense, Your Honor.

Sir, there is
insufficient evidence

to sustain a
conviction of murder.

Defense moves for
a finding of not guilty.

I object, Your Honor.

This man is a thug... A
knee-breaking loan shark.

That may be...

but I got no reason
to come here and lie.

Are they paying you to testify?

No. I'm paying them.

Your Honor, I'd like to
introduce Defense Exhibit Four.

The $20,000 Mr. Turpin
took from the hotel room.

He brought it to
me this morning, sir.

Defense motion granted.

Case dismissed.

This court martial is adjourned.

Mac...

You lied to protect me.

That was stupid.

Almost as stupid as
you lying to protect me.

Commander...

try and keep her out of trouble.

I'll do my best, sir.

Thanks... for believing in me.

I got to admit, you had
me going for a while there.

Yeah, but you stayed with me.

So what do you say to a
celebration dinner... on me?

I'm busy, uh... but, thanks.

Too bad.

Mac?

Maybe.

I'll ring you up later.

Mac, the guy just tried
to pin a murder on you.

You're going to
have dinner with him?

Yeah. To give him a
chance to apologize.

The men you pick.