JAG (1995–2005): Season 6, Episode 6 - The Princess and the Petty Officer - full transcript

A petty officer in the US Navy (a machinist's mate third-class) serves on overseas duty in a fictitious Arabic nation with an Islamic society. He and a local girl fall in love with each other. The sailor smuggles the girl into the USA and then marries her. The girl turns out to be a princess in the ruling family in her country. The INS, at the behest of the royal family, captures the princess and places her in custody. Legal fireworks ensue about the status of the princess. In a court-martial Bud prosecutes the sailor, and Harm defends him; Mac represents the princess (even in an Islamic tribunal in Arlington). RAdm. Chegwidden continues to meet frustration over Dr. Walden, her son, and his impounded car. Harriet unexpectedly goes into labor, and Bud presents some tragic news to the admiral.

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SPORTSCASTER 1: That
was a clean pass reception into...

SPORTSCASTER 2: Busts through!
And it's a first and ten at their 45...

WOMAN: Jimmy, the stupid
garbage disposal's broken again.

Did you put stupid
melon rind down it again?

If it can't take melon
rind, what good is it?

(grunts) Did you
hit the reset button?

What reset button?

Same one I showed you last time.

You can't miss
it, if you just...

You just wanted me to do it.



I just wanted to get
you on your back.

( laughing): Sneak attack!

Commence
countermeasures. ( screams)

Torpedo One fire!

Fire depth charges!

Enemy command...

captured.

Mmm.

You going to interrogate me?

Mm-hmm.

( loud banging)

( shouting)

On your knees! Get
down! Get down! Get down!

What are you doing?
Lie down! And shut up!



Clear! All secure, Lieutenant.

Clear!

By command of
His Royal Highness,

the Emir of Al Khair,

I'm here to bring
you home, Princess.

CHEGWIDDEN: Apparently,
the petty officer met

the princess standing in
line at Hardee's in Al Khair.

Petty Officer
Elling was assigned

to the Naval air station
there as a machinist's mate.

That may be enough, sir.

No matter how many
times I show Tiner,

he never gets it right.

Where is Tiner?

He's registering
for night school, sir.

Pre-Law.

That your doing, Commander?

Well, it seemed a more prudent
choice than flight school, sir.

( chuckles): Yeah.

Uh, where was I?

The princess and
the petty officer, sir.

Oh, right. Uh, when
Elling was transferred

Stateside last month

he forged a Naval
I.D. for the princess,

brought her on board his flight

disguised in baggy
sweats and a baseball cap.

Sort of a fairy
tale in reverse...

Turning the princess
into a pumpkin.

Well, Al Khair wants
its pumpkin back.

She's being held at
the Fredericksburg INS

Detention Center,
pending deportation.

ROBERTS: How does she
get deported if she's married

to a U.S. serviceman, sir?

Doesn't that make her
a lawful resident alien?

Not if she entered
the country illegally

before she was married.

ROBERTS: What if they
were married in Al Khair?

Then she could
enter the country?

Except in Al Khair it's illegal

for a princess to
marry a non-Muslim,

and I believe Elling
is a, uh... Methodist.

Thank you, sir.

Given the compelling
personal nature

of Petty Officer
Elling's crime, sir,

I'm surprised the matter didn't
simply go to Captain's Mast.

Well, she's a princess,

and ZNN led with
the story this morning.

So this is less
about Navy discipline

and more about putting
on a show for our allies.

Huh.

I don't think anyone could argue

that the Navy's trying to
railroad him, Commander,

if you're defending him.

Unless you're planning on
rolling over for the media.

Well, it's never been
my tack in the past, sir.

Good. Roberts,
you're prosecuting.

Thank you, sir.

So how is it?

Wow.

Great, sir.

Really... powerful.

Commander?

( slurping)

Uh, robust.

We need a real coffee drinker.

( elevator bell dings)

I wrote People magazine;
I called People magazine.

They won't issue a retraction.

They wouldn't need
to issue a retraction

if you hadn't talked to
them in the first place.

I didn't talk to them.

I said I wouldn't
violate your privacy.

No, you said you
wouldn't violate

your fiancee's privacy.

Sarah, you're wearing my ring.

We're practically
living together.

Admiral. Commander. Lieutenant.

Good-bye.

She's probably
had enough coffee.

Yes, sir.

Admiral Chegwidden.

Master Chief Boesch?

How are you?

How are you, Chief? Good.

Man, you look good.

The Master Chief was

my senior instructor at BUDS.

What the hell are
you doing out here?

I'm out here signing
T-shirts for the Navy.

I'm real popular
all of a sudden.

CHEGWIDDEN: Well,
save some time for me.

We got some catching
up to do. Yes, sir.

Master Chief, would
you like some coffee?

Yes, sir.

Kind of weak.

ELLING: All I want
is my wife back, sir.

How can the United
States government

just kick her out
of the country?

What the hell kind of freedom
are we all fighting for, sir?

Hey, nobody is free
to smuggle people

into the country
illegally, Petty Officer.

We belong together, sir.

Fanny's my wife.

We love each other.

Fanny?

Fatima Fareeha
Taarhira al-Amatullah.

Fanny.

So what's going to
happen to her, sir?

The INS are processing
her for deportation.

We can't let that happen, sir.

Do you have any idea
what they do in Al Khair

to women who violate the Muslim
laws about sex and marriage?

Look, right now, all
I'm concerned with

are the laws you're
charged with violating:

falsifying official
statements, forgery,

theft of services...

I don't care what
they do to me, sir.

But she can't go back there.

It's too dangerous.

If you're in the
brig, you can't do

anything for her,
Petty Officer Elling.

You can help her, sir.

Please.

MacKENZIE: So how
are things in the real Navy?

The one with the boats?

RABB: Listen, I need a favor.

Can you get a couple
hours liberty tomorrow?

Why?

Well, you know, you'd be driving

by the Joan and David
Shoe Outlet at Potomac Mills.

Keep talking.

And you'd be helping
out the dependent wife

of a U.S. serviceman with
an immigration problem.

Ah, your princess.

It's Petty Officer
Elling's princess,

and her deportation hearing's
tomorrow at Fredericksburg.

Well, why don't you go?

I'm stuck here. I have to wait

until Bud sees Elling's
C.O. and finds out

what kind of an offer
he's authorized to make.

Fatima al-Amatullah.

Now, her hearing's
tomorrow at 0900.

I'd... I'd have to
cancel my facial.

Mac, these kids
really need a break.

( sighing)

SYDNEY WALDEN: You
still don't have your car back?

Still in police impound.

( elegant chamber music plays)

Look, A.J., uh, Danny told
me all about what happened.

He feels totally responsible.

He does?

Of course.

You lent him your
car, and while he had it

it got stolen and
abandoned by a dope dealer.

( sighing)

Has this kind of thing
ever happened before?

Having a car stolen?

No, I mean, Danny
being in trouble.

He's not in trouble.

But the police had
some questions.

Oh, that's so typical.

Last year when my
office was broken into,

the cops practically
blamed me for not having

the right burglar alarm.

Well, they were probably
just trying to protect you.

( knocking at door)

Fatima al-Amatullah?

I am Fatima.

I'm Lieutenant Colonel Sarah
McKenzie. I'm an attorney.

The lawyer representing your
husband asked me to help you.

Jimmy... how is he?

He's in good hands.

I'll go,

Aneesa.

Thank you for staying with me.

She's a friend from home.

What should I call you?

Princess? Or...?

Please.

Fanny.

Can you help me?

Well, to be honest, Fanny,

from what I know
about immigration law

it won't be easy.

( knocking)

Fatima!

Are you all right?

Imam.

Lieutenant...

Bin-Rasheed.

Muslim Chaplain

at Norfolk.

You're Colonel McKenzie.

I saw you on Trial TV.

Great. Um, you're a long way
from your congregation, Imam.

Not really.

Fatima's become
one of our regulars.

I don't want to
lose her, Colonel.

Even though she
married outside the faith?

She considers herself

a good Muslim, I consider
her a good Muslim.

Oh, Imam, they're
going to send me back.

Only if it's Allah's will.

And the immigration judge's.

RABB: 12 months

confinement?

You can do better
than that, Lieutenant.

Sir, the C.O. has taken a
real hard line on this one.

It's the best deal he'll go for.

RABB: He doesn't realize

that Petty Officer Elling
had no criminal intent?

That he has already been punished
by being deprived of his wife?

I explained all
of that to him, sir.

It's not my decision.

It's better than the
15 years he'd get

if he was convicted
of all of the charges.

15 years in the brig?

He's just trying
to intimidate you.

Nobody gets
triple-maximum consecutive.

Three months is more like it.

Maybe six.

If I am in the brig, sir,
what happens to Fanny?

She's likely to be sent home,
if you can't provide support.

Then I can't spend
any time in the brig, sir.

JUDGE: Princess Fatima

al-Amatullah.

Yes.

Uh, Your Honor, I'm
Sarah MacKenzie.

Colonel MacKenzie.
I saw you on Trial TV.

Nice work on that murder case.

Thank you, Your Honor.

But I'm appearing today on

behalf of Miss al-Amatullah.

I move to stay her deportation

and initiate proceedings for
permanent residency status

based on her marriage
to an American citizen.

A marriage performed after
she sneaked into the country.

Miss al-Amatullah can go home
and apply for legal admission.

Your Honor, if she
returns to Al Khair

she'll be subject to harsh
and discriminatory treatment.

You're claiming asylum?

Are princesses an
oppressed group over there?

Women are, when they
violate societal norms.

I'm prepared to make
a showing for asylum

and for the marriage petition.

JUDGE: Have it on
my desk in 24 hours.

In the meantime, Miss
al-Amatullah is remanded.

MAN: Uh, we would
like to have her

released to our
custody, Your Honor.

I am Yousif Al-Mutawaf,

counselor at the
Al-Khair embassy.

( cell phone rings)

( beeps)

Commander Rabb.

Huh?

Eh, I'll call you
back, all right?

What is it, sir?

News, from your wife.

Her other husband
just showed up.

She's ready to see her husband.

Uh, that one.

( indistinct voices)

ELLING: Fanny, that guy...

You're married?

My father arranged
the marriage, Jimmy.

I never wanted to do it.

You are married to him?

I never consented.

So you're not married to him?

They had the ceremony

and my father attended for me.

You weren't there?

It's not required.

So, you don't even know him.

I know him.

He's a friend of the family.

Well, at least you didn't
marry a total stranger.

Jimmy, please.

I swear I have never
been with that man.

He is not my husband.

Your country says he is.

Well, that is their law.

I married Jimmy
under American law.

If you were already
legally married in Al Khair

your marriage here isn't valid.

You can be deported immediately.

ELLING: Sir,

if they think she's
married to him

doesn't that make what
she did with me adultery?

I suppose.

ELLING: Then she
has to stay here.

Well, under the circumstances,
that may not be possible.

She has to.

Remember in Saudi Arabia?

They executed a princess
for adultery, ma'am.

CHEGWIDDEN: Getting that
nesting urge, again, Lieutenant?

Sir, I'm just updating the
pictures on Bud's desk.

They change so fast.

So do expectant mothers.
What is it now, six months?

Eight months. I go for my
36-week ultrasound on Thursday.

Is he ready to command
a junior enlisted woman?

He may request a transfer,

but I'm not going to let him go.

Hmm.

Your little boy forever, huh?

Sir?

I had a talk, uh...

well, tried to have a talk
with Dr. Walden about her son.

The druggie who
wrecked your car and was

so stoned that he left the
pot in it for the police to find?

Uh, Bud might have
mentioned that, yeah.

His, uh, mother doesn't
want to hear about it.

Her little boy forever, sir.

Would you want to hear
about it in regards to him?

I wouldn't want to hear it,
sir, but, uh, I'd need to know.

I'd need to know the truth.

MAN: I was stationed

in Al Khair for 18
months, Commander

and as far as I know they
didn't execute any princesses.

Theoretically, Admiral, under
their laws, it could happen.

Well, if Al Khair's smart
enough to bump the price of gas

to two dollars a
gallon, Commander,

they're certainly
smart enough to realize

how killing this girl would
play in the New York Times.

With all due respect, Admiral,
would your attitude toward

Petty Officer Elling be any
different if he hadn't run off

with the niece of an
oil-rich ally of the U.S.?

No.

But not for the reasons

that you're implying,
Commander...

That I'm some kind of a flunky

for the oil sheiks.

I didn't mean to
imply that, Admiral.

I'm just trying to
understand your position, sir.

Well, then, let's start
with a little fracas

called the Gulf War.

You remember that...

right, Commander?
I was there, sir.

Then you understand that

that part of the world
is very important

to our national interest.

Admiral, I'm sure
Petty Officer Elling

had no intention of
damaging relations

between Al Khair
and the United States.

In the 18 months I was there

I commanded hundreds
of men and women

who were all counseled
within an inch of their lives

not to offend the
local sensibilities.

I understand that, sir.

No. I don't think
you do, Commander.

Their contact with
the local population

was all heavily regulated.

And even their personal taste

or any of their minor pleasures
were all severely restricted.

Personally, I went 18
months without a beer.

Well, I'm sorry, Admiral,
but there must be some way

to make an example
of Petty Officer Elling

without giving
him brig time, sir.

500 men and women were
walking on eggshells, Commander,

making a personal
sacrifice in an effort

to preserve a very
delicate alliance

and then this yahoo decides
to walk off with the princess.

If he only gets
one year in the brig

then he should
thank his lucky stars

that I'm such a softie.

SPORTSCASTER: Throws it into
the end zone. Caught for a touchdown!

( cheers)

( cheers)

Yes, yes, yes, yes!

In your face!

Six million for a guy
who has no defense.

Don't be such a
sore loser... loser.

Well, maybe next time
we ought to watch a game

where we both
like the same team.

Or maybe you could tell me
what's really on your mind.

You're not exactly
into the game.

( laughs)

Well, it's um...
it's about Danny.

I don't think my car was stolen.

What are you saying?

I think he took my car
off road and wrecked it,

and I think he's
smoking marijuana.

Danny doesn't smoke marijuana.

Are you sure?

He and I talk to
each other, A.J.

I'd know.

Sydney, there was no
sign that my car was stolen.

He never reported it missing.

His story's full of holes.

If he has a problem,
he needs to get help

and that's not going to happen
unless you know what's going on.

I like Danny.

You know I like you.

Why else would I stick my
nose where it doesn't belong?

I'm glad you did.

Thank you, A.J.

I assure you, my
daughter has nothing to fear

by returning home.

Her mother and I, we love her.

Do you have any
reason to doubt that,

Miss al-Amatullah?
MacKENZIE: It may not be

her family's decision, Your
Honor. There is the precedent

of a princess in Saudi
Arabia who was...

Executed. Are we going
to hear about that again?

She was shot. Her
lover was beheaded.

It does stick in the memory.

This happened 25 years ago,
in a different Muslim country,

in violation of Islamic law.

MacKENZIE: Last year, a
court in the United Arab Emirates

sentenced a woman to
death by stoning for adultery.

The sentence was commuted.

To one year in jail and
150 lashes with a whip.

First things first,
Colonel MacKenzie.

Miss al-Amatullah
would not be considered

guilty of adultery
unless her first marriage

to Mr. Al-Jimri was valid.

Are you conceding that?

I am not, Your Honor.

We still maintain
that Miss al-Amatullah

is legally married to
Petty Officer James Elling

and thus eligible

for a compassionate
change in residency status.

She is my wife.

I pledged my word.

Did she pledge her word?

Miss al-Amatullah?

No.

Fatima.

Father, I honor you

because you raised me
to live in the modern world.

You sent me to school.

You gave me freedom.

And now you want to pull me back

on a string?

If you honor me,
you will say no more.

BIN-RASHEED:
Your Honor, if I may.

Islamic law requires
full and free consent

of both parties, even
in an arranged marriage.

Miss al-Amatullah's marriage

to Mr. Al-Jimri may be null.

The princess is free
to argue that point

before an Islamic
Shari Court in Al Khair.

She has this right.

If she has to go back
to Al Khair to do it,

then this entire
proceeding is moot.

This entire proceeding
is an intrusion

into our law and my family.

Miss al-Amatullah can only avoid

going back to Al
Khair... maybe...

If her marriage to Petty
Officer Elling is valid,

but she can only determine

that that marriage
is valid by going back

to Al Khair.

Kind of a vicious circle.

Unless she goes before
an Islamic tribunal here.

We do sometimes refer
findings of fact to expert arbiters.

There are no Shari'a
tribunals in the United States.

Well, not yet, but we have
Muslims. We have imams.

We have all the
principals in this case.

And attorneys.

You think you are qualified
to speak for Miss al-Amatullah

before an Islamic tribunal?

My grandmother was Muslim.

She taught me the
Fatiha and the Shahada.

"There is no God but one God.
And Muhammad is his messenger."

JUDGE: Very well.

This hearing is adjourned,
pending the decision of a...

Shari'a.

Shari'a court

on the validity of

Miss al-Amatullah's
first marriage.

Go with God.

( closes book)

MacKENZIE: Okay, I got
four books on Islamic law.

BIN-RASHEED: Speaking
of which, our Haakims

sent down more papers on
Shari'a law and some websites.

Oh, Muslim women
are fighting back.

They really don't need to.

The glorious Koran teaches
equality between the sexes.

RABB: Salaam alaikum.

BIN-RASHEED: Alaikum salaam.

Commander Rabb, this is Chaplain

Bin-Rasheed. Commander.

Chaplain.

Nice job getting the
admiral's permission

to carry through on this.

Oh, "Take all the special
liberty you want, Mac.

Just get ready to pull full
duty over Christmas week."

How are you gonna keep
Fanny's husband out of the brig?

We're pleading guilty.

CHEGWIDDEN: Well,
you may have called

them "improv munitions."

We called them suicide bombs.

The damn fuseless Molotov
nearly went off in my hand.

On the bright side, Admiral,

till the Navy sees you're
too dumb to throw a lit bomb

they don't know
you're officer material.

Enter.

Excuse me, Master Chief.

So what's happening with my car?

Sir, the police say there's
enough marijuana in your car

to trigger civil forfeiture.

If you want the car back

you have to go down
and get fingerprinted.

Did you remind them
that I'm an admiral

in the United States Navy?

Yes, sir, I did.

They say they bust
sailors all the time.

So I have to let them treat me

like a criminal to
get my own car back.

( knocking) Enter.

Excuse me, Admiral.

Messenger brought
this for you, sir.

Let me ask you something, Gunny.

When you were a, uh,
police officer in New Mexico

what did you do with cars
you found with drugs in them?

Well, usually they got sold

to the chief's
brother-in-law for $500, sir.

Um...

Master Chief, uh...

I'm going to have to
take a rain check on that

roast beef sandwich.

Won't be the first time
I came in runner-up.

You understand that on your
plea alone, Petty Officer Elling,

without receiving any evidence

this court-martial can find you

guilty of all charges?

Yes, Your Honor.

And that you're
giving up your right

against self-incrimination,

your right to confront
witnesses against you,

and your right to call
witnesses on your behalf?

Yes, Your Honor.

JUDGE: This guilty plea is

given by you freely
and voluntarily?

It is, Your Honor.

I assume some sort of sentencing
arrangement has been made

in consideration

of this plea.

No, Your Honor, there
is no pretrial agreement.

The Petty Officer's plea

came as a surprise
to the government.

Commander Mattoni
joined me as trial counsel

with the anticipation
of a contested case.

JUDGE: A surprise
surrender, Commander?

We are content to go
directly to sentencing, ma'am,

to determine a fair
and just punishment.

Meaning you have no defense

but didn't like the
Convening Authority's deal?

Meaning we have
full faith in a panel

of the petty officer's fellow
service members, ma'am.

Your Honor, by pleading
guilty, the defense is trying

to limit what the members
find out about these crimes.

All they will hear
is extenuation

and mitigation.

Last time I checked, Commander,
it was up to the accused

not the government, to
decide how he pleads.

You'll get your chance to show
and tell your evidence when we get

to matters in aggravation.

Petty Officer Elling,

you understand you can get up to

15 years confinement
at hard labor?

Yes, Your Honor.

That's a risk I have
to take, ma'am.

JUDGE: Very well.

Accordingly,

this court finds you guilty

of all charges
and specifications.

Sentencing hearing
convenes tomorrow, 0900.

Court is in recess.

( doorbell rings)

( sighs)

Why?

I said it all in
the letter, A.J.

'Cause you couldn't
say it to my face?

I-I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I think... I think we
have something here.

I have to do what's
right for me and my son.

For God's sake, Sydney, he's a
college student; he's not an infant.

I don't want to
argue about this.

And I don't want to be
the one penalized for it.

( sighs)

Your son overindulges
in marijuana.

He wrecked my
car. He lied about it.

He told me he didn't.

I mean, what choice do
you expect me to make here?

Danny's father died
when he was seven.

I brought him up alone
without a man in the house.

Well, maybe that's the reason

there hasn't been
a man in the house.

Look at the stunt he
pulled on your birthday.

He was trying to be nice.

He ruined our dinner.

And of all the cars
to borrow, why mine?

You just don't like him.

He never gave me a chance.

This shouldn't be about Danny...

It should be about us.

I care about you.

I'm sorry, A.J.

( car door closes)

DANNY: Hi.

So, you've come to
take my mother to lunch?

You screwed with me, son.

I don't really care about that.

But you're keeping your
mother from being happy

and you ought to be
ashamed of yourself.

She is happy.

And I'm happy.

It's not our job to
make you happy.

Still driving a rental car?

I'll be sending
you the bill, boy.

( scoffs)

AL-AMATULLAH: I never
consented to marriage with Mustafa.

I accepted him only as
a friend of my father's,

a friend of the family.

I spent many
hours in their home.

Fatima was always
happy to see me.

I was a child.

You brought me presents.

I thought of you as a
favorite uncle, not a suitor.

Fatima's father came
to me with her promise.

He signed the kitab.

He signed the kitab. I did not.

Her father was her wali.

MacKENZIE: Objection.
Fatima was 18.

Her father was
no longer entitled

to serve as her wali
without her consent.

Thank you, Ms. MacKenzie.

But Islamic tribunals

do not follow formal
courtroom procedures.

Those who are asked to
testify may speak as they wish.

Thank you for your
guidance, Imam.

Fatima, did you discuss
this marriage with your father?

I told him I would
not go through with it.

Did you ever express

your rejection to
Mr. Al-Jimri directly?

No, I never saw him

after my father
announced the betrothal.

So, the marriage was
not consummated?

No, it was not.

JUDGE ABIDU AL-HALABI:
Hearing this, Mustafa, tell us

why do you wish
to see this marriage

declared valid?

Fatima is still

young, Imam.

She is... willful.

Our marriage was
not arranged lightly.

It unites two houses
that share many interests.

If it pleases the panel,
should we not consider

whether Fatima's interests
were being served?

I do not have to answer to her.

I have done no wrong.

Fatima accepted her marriage.

Accepted it where?

Accepted it how?

She took ownership of my Mahr,

the dowry. The dowry was

placed in her name by a
contract her father set up.

There was no action on her part.

Not until she sold it.

AL-HALABI:
According to the kitab

the dowry was a villa in Spain.

Did you sell the property?

Yes.

And you kept the proceeds?

You must be aware
that accepting the Mahr

is tantamount to
consent to the marriage.

AL-MUTAWAF: We have shahada...

Supporting testimony that will
shed some light on this matter

from the best friend
of the princess,

my daughter.

Aneesa. Aneesa?

AL-HALABI: Repeat after me:

"Uqsim billah al-Atheem
Aqulu al-Haqq."

Uqsim billah al-Atheem
Aqulu al-Haqq.

Now, tell us what you know.

When my family
moved to Washington

Fatima was very envious.

She told me she hated Al Khair.

She wanted to run away.

That's why she sold the villa.

And what else did she tell you?

She wanted to come to America.

She said she was
going to find an American

and marry him.

AL-HALABI: Go on.

And when she didn't
need him anymore

she could stay in America.

She would be free.

( monitor beeping)
( gentle thumping)

SIMS: That sounds
like a washing machine.

ROBERTS: The world's most
beautiful washing machine.

( giggles)

Oh, my back is killing me, Bud.

I told you to stop
lifting little baby A.J.

Oh, yeah, you stay at
home with a two-year-old

and don't lift him.

Sorry for the delay.

It's been a madhouse
here this morning.

How are you feeling?

My gut's the size of a roast pig

and my ankles look like bolognas

and my back feels
like a Cuisinart.

She's been a little hungry.

Well, that's not hunger.

Lieutenant Sims,
you're in labor.

Now?

No, I have four weeks.

Well, I guess no
one told the baby.

( both laughing)

It is true.

I did say those things.

And I did go looking

for someone to help me get away.

And I'm glad that I did.

Because if I hadn't, I
wouldn't have found you.

AL-HALABI: But you
already had a husband.

Not in my eyes.

My father arranged that
marriage when I was 14.

Did you object to the
arrangement at that time?

It didn't seem
real at that time.

Besides, in my family,
we didn't often object

to my father's wishes.

Did you make any
preparations to be married?

No, I was in school. I was
learning about the world.

And then I realized that

I wasn't going to be
allowed to be a part of it...

That my world, my life,
had all been decided for me.

And so I decided to leave.

And I would do it again.

AL-HALABI: You would do it again

with the dowry given
to you by another man?

I was frightened.

What if things didn't
work out with Jimmy?

My family would
have disowned me.

I would have nothing.

Nothing?

Actually, you would have
$575,000 in a Swiss bank.

You doing okay?

I don't know, sir.

She never told me
about any of that.

You know, Petty Officer,

you have your own
trial to concentrate on.

Don't lose sight of that, huh?

I wouldn't even
be on trial, sir,

if she'd never told
me she loved me.

Will you excuse me, sir?

I just... I just want to walk.

How is he?

Well, doing pretty
good, considering.

You think she ever
really loved him?

It doesn't look
like that matters.

( screams)

Breathe, Harriet, breathe.

( imitates panting)

I am breathing. Ooh!
We need to come up with

a better game plan
for that next contraction.

( groans)

NURSE: You're doing just fine.

Let's just have a
look at you. Okay.

You're going to
feel a little pressure.

A little pressure might be a

nice change.

Where's Dr. Gettis?

He was due in here
ten minutes ago.

I don't know. I paged him.

Get him in here. What is it?

I need you to roll over
on your side, sweetie.

Okay. I need
Dr. Gettis right away.

Get that pillow down here, yes.

( groans)

Don't push yet.
What's happening?

Just something the
doctor needs to look at.

They can't find him.
I've got Dr. Chadway.

Doctor, we have
a prolapsed cord.

The baby's heart
rate is showing decels.

Yes, sir, I'm
maintaining pressure

on the baby's head.

Yes, sir.

Is there

something wrong with the baby?

It's okay, honey. What?

Everything's fine, sweetheart.

It's okay.

NURSE: Get some techs in here.

Dr. Chadway's going
to meet us in the

O.R. Try not to push on your

next contraction.

You may have to have a Cesarean

section. Your baby's
head is pressing

against the umbilical cord.

Bud!

Excuse me, sir, please.
It's all right, I'm right here.

Honey!

Let's go!

Bud!

Coming through! O.R. Three!

She's here, let's go!

Oh, Bud, it hurts.

Hang in there, sweetie.

It's all right.

Try not to push.

SIMS: Stay with me, Bud.

I'm right here, honey.

Where's Dr. Gettis?

Bismillah ar-Rahman ar-Raheem.

In the name of God the
most gracious and merciful,

I ask that you honor the
rights of this young woman.

Are you claiming that she has a right
to take a Mahr without repercussion?

No, only asking that this
tribunal not use that mistake

to take away her other rights.

Recall that the woman who
tutored the Prophet's wives

chastised even the
great Khalif Umar:

"Commander of the believers,

why do you deny us a
right granted us by God?"

The rights granted women
by the Koran are sacrosanct.

As are a woman's obligations,
according to the Koran.

Parents have obligations, too.

The Hadith tells us
the story of Khansa,

whose father married her
to a man against her wishes.

The Prophet himself
revoked the marriage.

The Prophet also said that

"Righteous women
are devoutly obedient."

Miss al-Amatullah was obedient.

To the knowledge
of her own heart.

Marriage is a mithaq,
a solemn covenant.

It can't be entered into
by misguided action.

If Fatima resisted the
marriage in a wrong manner

she resisted it
for a right reason.

Islam taught her that
women are independent,

free to make contracts,
free to pursue education,

free to consent to
their own marriages.

Even if she erred, the Koran
tells us that God is merciful

and forgives much.

Should we not
aspire to do the same?

RABB: Petty Officer Elling,

we've heard evidence
that you forged documents,

that you fraudulently obtained
transportation from Al Khair

to the United States
for your wife. Objection.

The status of the
defendant's alleged marriage

is currently being
litigated in another venue.

I'll rephrase.

Petty Officer, we've heard

that you broke several
laws in order to bring

a young woman to the U.S.

Yes, sir.

A woman you intended to marry.

Yes, sir.

Petty Officer, we would
like to know how you felt

when you risked so much to
bring this woman into the country.

Yes, sir.

I guess I was in love.

You fell in love with
a princess... romantic.

I didn't know she was
a princess at first, sir.

She was just Fanny.

Oh, Fatima Fareeha
Taarhira al-Amatullah...

Not at all like the kind of girl

you'd meet back
home in Illinois, huh?

Actually, sir,
not that different.

When did you find out
she was a princess?

When I asked her on a date, sir.

She told me she wasn't allowed
to be seen with me in public.

And yet you spent
time together anyway?

We used to meet at
the Botanical Garden.

Nobody much went there.

We'd just walk and talk.

While you were in Al Khair,
the only time you had together

where these few stolen moments.

Mostly.

We spent a night
together in a Jeep once.

Well, I'm sure the Members
get the picture. ( chuckles)

ELLING: Not like that, sir.

I got an urgent message from Ops

that my mom was having an
operation to diagnose a tumor.

It's my mom.

I felt like I was a
million miles away.

Fanny held me all night.

Just... held me.

Till I could call my dad and
know my mom was okay.

Why do you suppose
Fanny did that, Petty Officer?

Because she loves me.

You're sure about that?

Yes, I am, sir.

And how do you feel about her?

I love her with
all my heart, sir.

And so you broke these laws

so the two of you
could be together?

Yes I did, sir.

And you'd do it all again?

No, sir.

It was wrong, sir.

I did it without thinking.

It got me in trouble, which I
accept full responsibility for.

It made trouble for the Navy

which I would fix if
I could, but I can't.

And it got Fanny
in terrible trouble.

Her life is at risk for
wanting to be with me.

I'm sorry about all of it.

I really am.

How long has the
cord been prolapsed?

Since right before we
called you, Dr. Chadway.

Fetal heart rate's falling
again. Has she had an epidural?

Two hours ago.

All right, prepare
for a C-section.

Bud! The head's too far down.

Get me a vacuum
and call neonatal

for resuscitation at delivery.

( groans)

I'll take it from
here, Dr. Chadway.

Where've you been,
Dr. Gettis? With another patient.

Okay, Harriet, at
the next contraction

get ready to push.

( gasping)

Petty Officer Elling,

would you and your
counsel please stand?

You may announce the sentence.

Petty Officer Third
Class James Elling,

in consideration of your
plea of guilty to all charges

and specifications and
your declared remorse,

this court-martial sentences you

to be reduced to
the rank of seaman,

and to forfeit $500 pay
per month for three months.

JUDGE: Members,
thank you for your service.

This court-martial is adjourned.

No brig time?

No brig time.

I gotta go see Fanny, sir.

Yes, you do.

Hey.

Hey, you won.

No brig time.

You on a break?

No, we're done.

You lost.

They said that my marriage
to Mustafa was valid.

No. You don't have to go
back with them, do you?

No. I divorced him.

I gave back the Mahr...

The money from the villa.

Divorced?

Just like that?

Well, Islamic laws has
some interesting wrinkles.

So you and I...

we're not really married?

We can be, if you take this...

my Mahr.

( chuckles): Your phone card?

There's almost $12 on it.

It's all I have.

Yes.

I will marry you.

Oh.

( clears throat)

You know, it, uh,
it still may take

some doing to keep
her in the country.

Well, she's officially an adulteress
now, so she can't go home.

That strengthens
our asylum claim.

Well, I give you Exhibit "A."

Judge sees that, can't hurt.

( fans cheering)

Here you go, gentlemen.

So what are we drinking to?

Women who appreciate the truth.

Let me know when you find one.

How about women who give a
rat's rump about our feelings?

Our mothers.

To Mum.

To Mama.

( cell phone rings) Mmm.

Hello?

Hi.

Yeah, I can do that.

20 minutes?

Bye.

Fraternizing with
the enemy, Mic?

More likely
malinger with intent.

And, if I get lucky, a
little unlawful detention.

Good night, sir.

You tell Colonel MacKenzie

I expect her on
her post at zero...

eight hundred.

( fans shouting)

SPORTSCASTER: Takes
it up, he's running with it.

He's on a clear field.
Nobody to challenge him.

Over to Jenkins...

Oh, hell, I don't
even like this game.

( elevator bell dings)

Lieutenant, what
are you doing here?

Harriet went into labor, sir.

She's sleeping now. I...

I didn't know where else to go.

You had the baby?

( laughs)

No wonder you
look like hell, huh?

( sobbing): Sir...

Baby Sarah died.

( crying)