JAG (1995–2005): Season 8, Episode 4 - Dangerous Game - full transcript

( engine roaring )

( siren wailing )

Looks like we got
two joyriders doing 55

by Johnson's Mill, Sheriff.

( horn honking on TV )

( tires squealing )

Go get 'em, Ray.

Yes, sir.

( siren wails on TV )

( horn blares )

( siren wailing )



We got to lose him.

What if...

What if history
repeats itself?

I'm not getting dinged
for another bogus
traffic stop.

They're not stopping, Sheriff.

Damn it, you stay on 'em, Ray.
Yes, sir!

( tires squealing )

( glass shattering )

( chuckles )

( siren wails )

( tires squealing )

( siren wailing )

( tires squealing )

( tires squealing )



( tires squealing )

( siren fades )

( chuckles )

( tires squeal )

( panting )

( grunts ):
Oh...

( tires squealing )

Get on the horn
to base, now.

This is Petty Officer
Pittman, SEAL team 12.

We got an emergency on
Johnson's Mill Road.

We need a ambulance
out here immediately.

Officer.

Officer,
can you hear me?

MAN:
Having been appointed
to this office

do you solemnly swear

to serve and defend

the Constitution
of the United States

against all enemies
foreign and domestic?

I solemnly swear to protect
and defend the Constitution

of the United States of...

Should've known--
when my butt

was being served up
in that committee

my job was next
on the menu.

Washington politics, sir.

All these years we've
had our battles, Admiral.

I know I've often been
a pain in your neck.

Yes, you have, sir.

( laughs )

Well, it's all history now,
Admiral.

Yes, it is, Mr. Secretary.

You're going
to have to stop
calling me that, A.J.

...and faithfully discharge
the duties of the office

which you are about to
enter, so help you God?

I swear.

Congratulations,
Mr. Secretary.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Congratulations.
Thank you,
Mr. President.

PRESIDENT:
Ladies and gentlemen,
I'd like to introduce to you

our new Secretary of the Navy,
Edward Sheffield.

( applause )

( camera shutters clicking )

Dennis, thank you,
thank you.

Congratulations,
Mr. Secretary.

Uh, thank you,
Admiral.

Well, I guess having
your accuser

become your boss
is a little odd.

That's... one way
to put it, sir.

Well, rest assured
however I viewed

my predecessor's judgment

I hold you and JAG
and the highest esteem.

I'll do my best to, uh,
honor your trust, sir.

Well, if that's the case,
you could start now.

There's a talented
young attorney

that I would like you
to consider adding
to your staff.

You won't be sorry.

( cameras clicking )

They're on the way,
Colonel!

CHEGWIDDEN:
Colonel, Commander,
have a seat.

I assume, by now, that you've
heard about this accident.

A SEAL team was conducting
a guerrilla war game

among the civilian
population.

They had a run-in
with a local deputy

on a Virginia highway.

Heard about it
on the way in, sir.

Deputy was killed.

It should come
as no surprise

that the Navy's
taking a beating on this one.

Local authorities
going to prosecute, sir?

Actually, they're kicking
this one back to us.

That's got to be
a first, Admiral.

Navy's presence
in the area

is important
to the local economy

and it just so happens
the state's attorney

is head of the local
chamber of commerce.

Commander, you will prosecute.

Convening authority
is referring charges

of disobeying orders
and negligent homicide

against Lieutenant Reynolds

the SEAL team leader
that led the chase.

Sir, it's my
understanding

that the deputy lost
control of his car.

In pursuit
of a fugitive

which opens up the lieutenant
to possible culpability.

Colonel, you'll defend.

Commander Turner
will be your second chair.

Two against one, sir?

Actually, no.

I'm having Commander Rabb
break in a new partner.

A lieutenant commander...
Tracy Manetti.

UVA, Harvard Law Review

two years in the public
defender's office in Atlanta.

Comes recommended
by the new SECNAV.

Whew.
A Mata Hari in our midst.

Don't worry, Admiral

I'll keep a close
eye on her.

CHEGWIDDEN:
As a former SEAL

I have a special interest
in this case.

Let's make sure justice
is served.

That'll be all.

Aye, aye,
sir.
Aye, sir.

Oh, by the way, uh...

Lieutenant Roberts
is being released

from Bethesda today

going home.

After he settles in,
it might do him some good

to see some friendly faces.

Yes, sir.

Are you sure you don't
have other motives

keeping an eye on
Commander Manetti?

Well, I've always had a thing
for Italian women, Mack.

I remember this girl
in high school, she....

Oh, I don't need to
hear about that.

Good news about Bud, huh?

Looks like
he'll be back soon.

He's going to have to
fight to stay in, Mack.

It's not going
to be easy.

MAN:
It was a war game--

training our people

to infiltrate an indigenous
population disguised as locals.

In this case,
Virginians.

We're testing our men

in unconventional warfare,
Colonel.

That requires staging games
in the local communities

using real-life scenarios.

It's impossible to replicate
that on base.

Hmm. What was the mission?

The team was on the way
to a rendezvous

and Lieutenant Reynolds
was the lead vehicle.

The exercise had just begun.

The lieutenant was on the road
leading from the base

when the deputy
tried to pull him over.

Why didn't he stop?

He thought the deputy
was part of the game.

Does that happen much?

No. Look, we want the police
out of the way.

That's why local law
enforcement authorities

are notified before
exercises happen.

Was notification sent?

A week ago by fax.

I followed up by phone
that morning.

What's your assessment
of the lieutenant
as a an officer?

He's squared away.

He's aggressive...

an over-achiever--
qualities you want in a SEAL.

You think it's
possible

he crossed the line
this time?

( inhales )

I support my people, Colonel.

That said, we have clear Op
orders on these war games.

Running from the police
doesn't fit any scenario I know.

ROBERTS:
Wow. It's even bigger than
it looked in the photos.

Let's go,
sweetie.

( grunts )

Let's go show Daddy
the house, okay?

Okay.

( chuckles ):
It's going to be really fun
when it comes time to repaint.

It's really close
to work

there's plenty
of room for little A.J.

Please tell me
you like it.

A lot more than
I thought I would.

Daddy, come up and
see my room.

Maybe later,
okay, buddy?

SIMS:
Maybe you can play in your room
for a little while?

Okay.
Thank you.

I moved everything you'll
need into the den.

We got a
big-screen TV.

( giggles )

Please, tell me
you bought it on sale.

My Dad bought it for us.

You'll love it.

You'll see.

Um... I put a bed in here.

The kitchen's
right there.

There's also a
bathroom at the far
end of the hall.

( voice fades ):
And I brought
some clothes down

that I thought you
might want from upstairs

and just hung them
in the hall closet.

Great.

SHERIFF:
Navy never notified us,
Commander.

Come on in.

You never received a fax?

Doesn't
surprise me.

Damn thing's busted
most of the time.

The SEAL commander told us
he also called your office

three hours before the exercise
started at 0700.

He got the machine.
I wasn't here.

My other deputy
had called me out

on a domestic
disturbance call.

I came back... by the time
I checked the machine

the whole thing
was over.

Do you know why Deputy Gault

tried to pull the
lieutenant over?

I heard Ray on the radio.

Said he was chasing
two Navy boys

out on Johnson's Mill Road.

How fast were they going?

Speed gun clocked them
at 55 in a 45 zone.

You say "two Navy boys."

Did the deputy know
they were SEALs?

Road led out of the base.
It's a safe bet.

Fits the M.O., too.

SEAL boys like to push things.

This time, one pushed too far.

CHEGWIDDEN:
My yeoman can
show you the rest.

Commander.

I'd like you to meet
Lieutenant Commander Manetti.

Oh, Commander...

Commander Manetti.

Commander Rabb,
it is a pleasure, sir.

The admiral was just singing
your praises.

Well...

you have an impressive
bio yourself, Commander.

Harvard Law Review.

Just the luck of the Irish.

It's a little joke,
sir.

( chuckles )

Excuse me. Admiral?

SECNAV's on the line.

I can tell him you're
at lunch.

I'll take the call,
Tiner.

Yes, sir.

Sorry, sir.

Thank you, again, Admiral.

Where...? Where
you from, Commander?

Uh, southern Virginia.

Accent give me away?

( chuckles ):
Yeah, a little.

I know Southerners
are supposed to be polite

but if it's all the same
to you

I'd like to get up to speed
on this case.

Well, I applause
the initiative.

Why don't you start with these.

They ought to bring
you up to speed.

Aye, aye, sir.

MacKENZIE:
Why didn't you stop,
Lieutenant?

REYNOLDS:
I was intent on
getting my team

to the rendezvous
point on time, ma'am.

But you were
in a police pursuit.

I thought they were part
of the exercise, ma'am.

You were aware
of the Op orders--

local authorities weren't
supposed to be part of the game.

In these exercises,
they throw

all different kinds
of things at us, ma'am.

Last month,
it was a fender bender.

An EMS guy held us up

while they loaded
an ambulance.

We got to our
rendezvous point

half-an-hour late.

It turns out

the entire thing was staged.

My team got dinged
because we didn't find

a creative solution
to the problem.

Well, you certainly got
more creative this time.

Sheriff said you
were speeding--

55 in a 45 zone,
Lieutenant.

I don't see the humor,
Lieutenant.

You don't know the police
in that town, Commander.

Are you saying
they're lying?

The good ol' boys
with the tin badges

have a way of adding
miles per hour.

Still no excuse
for leading them

on a dangerous
high-speed chase.

I am trained
in handling
speed, ma'am.

I regret the fact
that the deputy

did not possess the same level
of skill and training.

If he had,
I wouldn't be sitting here.

I should warn you,
displays of arrogance

won't win you any friends
in court.

I am sorry that you
perceive me as arrogant.

I call it confidence.

Confident that you're
better than everyone else.

Because I made myself
that way, ma'am.

I almost didn't make
the SEALs.

I was a D-back in college
and my knees took a beating.

10K runs
damn near killed me.

Got so that every step
was like a knife.

But I realized
I had to make a choice.

I could either
ring that bell and quit

or I could suck it up.

So, I toughed it out.

And what's more,
I made myself a leader.

In this case,
led poorly, Lieutenant.

I regret what happened.

Truly.

But at the time,
I thought that what I was doing

was the best thing for my team.

As defense counsel,
that's a tough sell.

You do realize that?

I have assessed
the situation, ma'am.

But I'm a SEAL.

And that's all
that I've ever wanted to be.

I made a mistake--
a tragic mistake.

But I just hope that there's
a way I can stay a SEAL.

MANETTI:
Commander Rabb.

Just finished these case files.

I'm feeling very confident
about this case.

Oh, glad to hear it,
Commander.

I do have a question
about the charges.

Sir.

Negligent homicide
too heavy for you?

Too light, sir.

Based on the evidence

Lieutenant Reynolds
crossed the line into
reckless endangerment

with foreseeable and
lethal consequences.

Going for the
home run, huh?

Well, like my daddy says,
"Why throw a curve

when you can bring on the heat?"

Your daddy
was a baseball player?

Tobacco farmer, sir,
here in Virginia.

Like my granddaddy
and his daddy before him.

Well, I see you didn't go
into the family business.

Uh, no.

Got three brothers,
Commander.

All lawyers.

Of course, I'm the only one

that's not suing
the tobacco companies

so I still get a smile when
I walk through the front door.

Well, I'll give your suggestion
some consideration, Commander.

Thank you, sir.

Colonel.
Commander.

How's Manetti doing?

She's enthusiastic.

Hey, I don't get it.

Manetti, that's Italian,
isn't it?

Uh, she probably got divorced
and kept the name.

Or it's more misinformation,
part of the spy package.

Are you sure
you're not jumping

to a conclusion?

All I see is a female officer
doing her job.

You're not going
to start singing

that old song again,
are you, Mac?

I'm just saying,
if the commander were a guy

she'd be part of the SECNAV's
boys club, not Mata Hari.

You're not going
to give it up, are you?

Well, a woman
with connections

can't be powerful,
well-positioned.

She-she has to be a spy,
have an agenda.

Well, it's odd you should
mention that

because the commander was just
discussing her agenda with me.

Really?

What?

She wants to raise the stakes
to involuntary manslaughter.

What?

Th-That's dishonorable
discharge, Harm.

Ten years confinement.

Well, charge fits the crime,
Mac.

After all, she is just
a female officer doing her job.

I'm going to win on character.

Hmm.

Good luck.

( single note plays )

Harriet?

Yeah?

When did we get
a piano?

My mom thought lessons might
be nice for little A.J.

So they bought us a piano.

Well, we talked about
introducing him to music.

They loaned us the money
to buy this house.

Now they're going to furnish it
for us?

Bud, it's just a piano.

How much did it cost, Harriet?

( doorbell ringing )

I'll get it.

( door opening )

Admiral.

Tiner. Hi.

Come in.

Thought we'd come by,
see how everything was going.

Hope we're not imposing.

No, sir. Hello.
Hello.

Hey, Lieutenant.

Brought you some DVDs, sir.

Directors' editions

of the first two
Star Trek movies.

Came with a
communicator key chain.

Cool.

Thanks, Tiner.

You're welcome,
sir.

Oh, uh, Commander Turner

sent his copy of
Silent Triumph to you.

( chuckles ):
750 pages.

Mm-hmm.
I think the Merlot

should get you through
the first hundred.

( chuckling )

That is really nice of you,
Admiral.

( Sims chuckling )

TINER:
Great house,
Lieutenant.

It's not the old place

but it'll do.

How about the dime tour?

You got it, sir.

I've been, uh, bunking
in the den here

so I haven't actually
been upstairs

but Harriet assures me

there's a master
bedroom up there.

Take a look.

I think we'll wait

until you can show us
the upstairs yourself.

Okay, sir.

( grunting ):
The kitchen is this way.

RABB:
Sheriff, you are the head

of the Somerville
police department, correct?

SHERIFF:
Such as it is.

Just two men now,
three old police cruisers

two working radios.

My junior deputy's wife
bought him a cell phone--

he's our high-tech boy.

Your statement, Sheriff,
indicates you were unaware

of the Naval exercises
being conducted that morning.

Me and my deputies were
in the dark.

Our fax machine's pretty hinky
most times.

And the phone call
from the Navy?

Missed it
that morning.

Deputy Burr gave
me a shout

needed help with
a domestic disturbance call.

I left the station,
machine took it.

We don't have anyone on duty

answering phones.

But you do have
a working radio

and you received a dispatch
from Deputy Gault, correct?

He was in pursuit
of two white males

in a car, out-of-state plates.

They were speeding.

How fast were they going,
Sheriff?

55 in a 45 zone.

Speeds well in excess of that
during the pursuit.

And the deputy was unaware
he was pursuing Navy SEALs

involved in an official
exercise, correct?

Just a normal traffic stop.

Of course...
turned out not to be.

Thank you,
Sheriff.

Commander, you are the officer

who organized this
exercise, correct?

That's correct,
Commander.

Now, when you conduct
an exercise of this nature

you notify local
law enforcement?

We send a fax

we make a call the
morning of the mission.

And if
the local police fail

to receive notification?

There are written
Op orders.

In the event that they cross
paths with civilian authorities

the SEALs are to obey

and if need be,
identify themselves

and their activity.

So, then, when
Lieutenant Reynolds

evaded the police cruiser,
he was disobeying regulations?

Unfortunately, yes.

Thank you, Commander.
That'll be all.

Commander, are you familiar
with an exercise last month

where a traffic accident
was staged to prevent

Lieutenant Reynold's team
from reaching their objective?

Objection,
Your Honor.

Lieutenant Reynolds is on trial
here, not the exercise.

I'm merely trying
to supply

context for my client's actions.

I'll allow it.

Yes, I'm familiar with the
staged accident, Colonel.

A petty officer posed
as an EMS worker.

Wouldn't you interpret that
as a civilian authority?

In the broad sense.

The lieutenant was held up
for half-an-hour.

Lieutenant Reynolds was
dressed down for arriving late

to his rendezvous,
isn't that right?

It was a challenge, he failed.

Isn't it understandable

the lieutenant
might interpret

a seemingly unwarranted
traffic stop

as yet another staged challenge?

I can see where he might arrive
at that conclusion, Colonel.

Thank you, Commander.

Ms. Cavanaugh.

Relax, Jason,
I can show myself in.

Yes, ma'am.

A.J., I know you're busy.

But I just wanted
to bring you

a little morning
pick-you-up.

Well, that's a
pleasant surprise.

Tiner.

( door closes )

I thought
you might like

my grandmother's
cinnamon breakfast loaf.

Ah. ( sniffs )

Ah, smells delicious.

Is that, um,
is that vanilla?

No.

( sniffs )

Oh. Uh, I must've put it
in the bag

next to my vanilla
votive candles.

Oh.

Listen, A.J.,
about Saturday.

I brought brochures.

Now, we can go
horseback riding

sea kayaking, or hang gliding.

I say we do all three.

I was, uh, thinking of
something a little quieter.

See A Midsummer
Night's Dream in town

and maybe an intimate
dinner afterwards.

An intimate dinner
sounds nice.

But A.J., I teach Shakespeare
all week long

to heavy-lidded college kids.

By the weekend,
I need some action.

You think Commander Rabb

could be talked into
those flying lessons?

I'll talk to him.

Great.

We'll do this stuff
next weekend.

Ciao.

Bye.

( door opens )
( sighs )

Huh.

( loaf thuds )

RABB:
First of all, thank you,
Miss Kendrick, for coming in.

I know that this is difficult
for you.

I need you
to paint a picture

of your fiancé
for the court.

Ray was a good
man, Commander.

He was going to
be a good husband.

And he was a fine
police officer.

RABB:
His record showed him
to be a brave man.

One who didn't shy away
from trouble.

He was good
at his job.

Where most people could get
hotheaded, he just stayed cool.

Do you ever know Ray to act
negligently or irresponsibly?

No. Never.

Ask anyone.

Thank you.

Your witness.

Miss Kendrick, I appreciate
your being here.

Sorry for your loss.

You describe your fiancé

as a man who kept
his emotions in check.

That's right,
Colonel.

Did he ever talk to you

about his experiences
serving in the Navy?

Objection.
Relevance.

MacKENZIE:
The government's
raised the issue

of the deceased's
emotional

state of mind, Your Honor.

I'm only continuing
the discussion.

I'll allow it.

You may answer the question,
Miss Kendrick.

I know Ray went into the Navy
for two years after high school.

And did you know he tried
to become a SEAL?

Yes.

And he didn't make it.

He rang the bell,
isn't that correct?

That's right, Colonel.

Did he talk
about what happened?

He said he couldn't take it.

The exhaustion

going days with
almost no sleep

swimming miles in
the freezing ocean.

Shivering on the beach
until he almost passed out.

So, he quit?

It's understandable,
Colonel.

Just as it would be
understandable

if, after an experience
like that

the deputy might have hated
SEALs, resented them.

Maybe even had something
to prove

when he raced after
Lieutenant Reynolds
that morning.

Ray hated washing out
of the SEALs.

But he loved his
time in the Navy.

And he still loved the SEALs.

He respected them, Colonel.

I have no further questions.

TV REPORTER:
As the court-martial

of Lieutenant Brad Reynolds
stretches into a second week

protesters gathered
at this vigil today

in Somerville, Virginia,
for Deputy Sheriff Ray Gault

the local lawman killed
in a high-speed chase

with Navy SEALs.

We can answer all
those people's prayers

right now, Harm.

My offer's still
on the table.

May it rest in peace.

I'm still going
to win on character.

Mac, if you go to character,
it is really over.

I see your new colleague's
putting in the hours.

She's motivated, Mac.

Her father's a farmer,
raises tobacco

right here in Virginia.

I heard he was
a big contributor

to the new SECNAV's
last Senate campaign.

Really?

So daddy got her the job.

I guess so.

I thought Sheffield
was anti-tobacco

when he was Senator.

Well, you know,
when facing fall elections

principles
go out of season quickly.

Do I detect
an anti-Manetti tone?

Well, I'll admit, Mac

I am having
a problem with the commander.

Yeah,
what is it?

I'm finding it difficult
to dislike her.

Oh, I can help you with that.

What happened
to female solidarity?

Went out the window when she
decided my client was a killer.

MacKENZIE:
Petty Officer Pittman,
you've served

with Lieutenant Reynolds.

Is he a good leader?

Oh, yes, ma'am.

I found that there are
two kinds of officers:

When you're dying at the end
of a five-mile hike uphill

with a 50-pound pack

there are those that'll
scream at you from the top

and those that'll run down,
alongside you

yank you up,
if need be.

The lieutenant leads
by example, ma'am.

Do you believe on
the morning in question

that he was acting
like a good leader?

He thought he was doing
the right thing.

And that's good enough
for me, ma'am.

Thank you,
Petty Officer.

Did you think it was right,
Petty Officer?

Running from the police?

Well, we couldn't be sure

they weren't part
of the exercise, ma'am.

Ah.

Did you think they were
part of the exercise?

No, ma'am, I didn't.

Thank you,
Petty Officer Pittman.

Deputy Burr,
Deputy Gault was camped out

on Johnson's Mill Road
that morning, correct?

That's right.

Now, other than
Naval base traffic

there's not much activity
on that road, right?

It's slow most times.

Two males, in a sedan,
out-of-state plates

on Johnson's
Mill Road...

It's a safe assumption
they were Navy personnel--

SEALs-- isn't it?

SEALs, yes.

SEALs on exercise, no.

Uh, Deputy Gault clocked
the lieutenant's car

going ten miles over the
speed limit, is that correct?

Yeah, that's right.

This is the radar gun
that was recovered

from Deputy Gault's car,
undamaged.

Can I assume this is
the radar gun that he used?

We only got one.

That's it.

Have you used
this radar gun?

I sure have.

Would you show me
how it works, please.

Go ahead, point it at, uh...

point it at Commander Rabb.

Take a reading.

( beeping )

What does
the gun say?

It says ten miles per hour.

Didn't realize the commander
moved that quick.

We had a lab check your
department's radar gun.

Did you know that
the calibration was off

by ten miles per hour?

No, I didn't.

That would mean
that Lieutenant Reynolds

was driving at the speed limit
that morning, wouldn't it?

If the gun was
off that day, yeah.

Sheriff said

your fax machine was hinky.

Guess your radar gun's
kind of hinky, too

wouldn't you say?

I can understand

how the deputy thought
the lieutenant was speeding

but if he was
driving at the speed limit

can't you understand

how the lieutenant
might have thought

the deputy was chasing
him for another reason?

Like maybe he was
a part of the exercise?

Objection,
calls for speculation.

Withdrawn.

CHEGWIDDEN:
Commander...

have a second?

Yes, sir.

Um... walk with me.

I need to ask a little favor.

Name it, sir.

Um, remember when, uh,
Meredith, uh...

Remember when Meredith
mentioned she was interested

in taking
flying lessons?

Oh, no.
Please, sir...

Commander, I completely
understand your reluctance

but, uh, my back
is against a wall here.

She's been dreaming up
these weekend plans and...

hell, this is the safest one.

Safe for who, sir?

( sighs )

Look, all I'm suggesting
is that...

This may sound mean, but just
take her up, get her sick

cure her of this flying bug.

Is this an order, sir?

Of course not, Commander.

I'll, um, I'll come up
with another idea.

When, sir?

1500, Saturday?

All right,
I'll gas up Sarah.

Sarah?

I didn't know
you named your Stearman

after Colonel MacKenzie.

It's after my grandmother,
Admiral, sir.

Oh, right.

I owe you one,
Commander.

COATES:
It can't be easy, sir.

ROBERTS:
Harriet's being great.

Except when she's babying me.

Sometimes I feel like
a little kid.

She loves you, sir.

She just wants
to take care of you.

I guess you're right.

How are you surviving
Lieutenant Singer?

It's not me
you should worry about, sir.

She spent three days

trying to find
the Starbucks on the ship

before someone finally told her

it doesn't exist.

I only looked for an hour.

And she gets seasick

everyday.

I don't believe it.

I'm actually
feeling sorry for Singer.

Pretty scary, sir.

That she is.

Take care of yourself, Jen.

You too, sir.

REYNOLDS:
I thought that the police
were a part

of the exercise, ma'am.

I made a split-second
decision.

Did you think the police cruiser
would chase you?

Not like that, no.

I took it as another
staged event.

Like the phony
accident last month.

When the police cruiser
continued its pursuit

at high speed,
why didn't you stop then?

Ma'am, at that speed,
with the deputy on top of me

it wasn't safe.

I had been trained
in evasive maneuvers

and I was concerned for
the safety of myself

and that of
Petty Officer Pittman.

You refer to your
SEAL training, Lieutenant.

Do believe
what you did that morning

was in keeping
with that training?

Yes, I do believe
that my actions that day

were in keeping with
what I have been trained to do.

Still...

I deeply regret what happened.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Lieutenant...

Commander.

May I have
a moment, Your Honor?

I wondered if you were
going to make it.

I'm sorry, sir.

Lieutenant,
are you familiar

with the Op orders
governing this exercise?

As they exist on paper,
yes, sir.

"In the event

"of an encounter

"with law enforcement
authorities

"you are to identify yourself
and your activity

and offer no resistance."

That's pretty clear,
isn't it?

Yes, sir.

Yet you chose to disobey
these orders, Lieutenant.

I had cause to believe that

that traffic stop
was bogus, sir.

Your Honor, new information

has just come to
the government's attention.

Objection, we haven't
seen this before, Your Honor.

It has just come
to light, Your Honor.

And it goes to past acts.

I'll allow it.

Go on, Commander.

You familiar
with the Red Lion Tavern

in Somerville, Lieutenant?

I've been there, yes, sir.

I have an arrest report from
ten days prior to the incident

in which a SEAL

Petty Officer
Francis Garvey

was arrested for
assaulting an officer

during a barroom brawl.

Your name's
mentioned.

Do you remember the incident?

I would not
call it a brawl, sir.

What would you call it,
Lieutenant?

An altercation, sir.

I was on liberty with
some of the guys,
having beers.

Petty Officer Garvey saw Deputy
Gault sitting with Deputy Burr.

He went over to them
to have a discussion.

What did they discuss,
Lieutenant?

Speeding tickets, sir.

He told the deputies
that he felt it was out of line

for them to be targeting SEALs.

Deputy Gault
got in his face

Petty Officer
pushed him

he fell back, but there were
no punches thrown, sir.

Were any other SEALs arrested?
No, sir.

I interceded. I was the ranking
officer in the room at the time.

How did you intercede,
Lieutenant?

I stepped between
the deputies and the SEALs.

Is that all?

I told the deputies
that if they were

to continue to harass the SEALs

that they would be sorry.

You threatened
the police officers.

You challenged them to a fight,
is that it?

That was not my
intent, sir, no.

Just like it wasn't your intent
to engage the deputy

in a high-speed chase
which lead to his death?

Objection,
counsel's providing

his own testimony,
Your Honor.

Withdrawn.

Thank you,
Lieutenant.

I have no further questions,
Your Honor.

You, uh, want to
try a redirect?

Damage control?

How do you patch the Titanic?

SECNAV:
Budget hearings start soon

and I have
every intention

of getting more
than our fair share.

Good to hear,
Mr. Secretary.

Uh, how's Manetti
working out?

She seems to know
what she's doing.

I told you.

She's an ace.

Hey, here she is.
Tracy, hi.

Mr. Secretary. Admiral.

How are they
treating you?

Fine, sir.

Thank you for asking.

I've known her
since she was this high

and she was formidable
even then.

( chuckling )

How does lunch sound,
next week?

Have to ask the Admiral.

Uh, no.

He can spare you
for an hour.

Good seeing you,
Admiral.

Yes, sir.

Admiral, if I may?

I'd like to say
for the record, sir

that whatever agenda
the secretary's pursuing

my dad is his longtime
campaign donor, not me.

I'm grateful for the opportunity

but I don't expect
any special treatment.

Well, Commander,
you won't be disappointed.

Carry on.

Thank you, sir.

MacKENZIE:
Why didn't you tell us

about the run-in at the bar,
Lieutenant?

It was just guys
being guys, ma'am.

It doesn't look
like that now.

No, it looks like
you had a beef with
a deputy sheriff

whom you then sent
crashing to his death.

We didn't have
a beef, ma'am.

Nothing would have
even happened that night

if the sheriff hadn't showed up
and started stirring things up.

The sheriff was involved?

He was
the instigator, sir.

Petty Officer Garvey
and Deputy Gault were arguing.

Just words, it ended,
Deputy Gault backed off.

That's when the sheriff
started goading him on.

What did he do?

He shamed him
in front of everyone.

He told all the SEALS
how the deputy rang the bell

and washed out of the program.

He then called the deputy
a coward.

And that's why the
deputy got in the
petty officer's face?

Yes, ma'am.

That's what started
the shoving match.

Let's pay the sheriff
another visit tomorrow.

Yeah.

( alien weapons firing )

( buildings exploding )

( doorbell rings )

( mutes sound )

I got it, sweetie.

Commander, hi.

RABB:
Hey.

SIMMS:
How are you?

RABB:
I'm good.

Come in.
Nice to see you.

Thank you.
Nice to see you.

Hey.
Hey.

Bud, how you feeling?

Great! Great to see you, sir.

Wow-- look at that TV.

Man, if you had
surround sound

you could charge
admission.

I, I... it does have
surround sound, sir.

( chuckling ):
Whoa.

Nice. Hey, listen,
I didn't know what you needed

so, I got you something
you didn't need.

Uh, hope you like it.

( laughs )

A virtual tour of the starship
Enterprise!

You know, Tiner brought
around some DVDs.

I could probably start
my own convention.

( doorbell ringing )

You know what?

It had some, some cool features
on the back.

Colonel, hi.
Hi.

Come in.
How are you?

Good.
Good to see you.

You, too.
Hey.

Hi. How you doing, Bud?

Good, Colonel.

I thought
since you and little A.J.

were spending some time
together...

Oh, that's great!

Thank you! Wow.

Sweetie, why don't
you sit down?

Colonel, Commander,
I was about to make lunch.

Would you like
to stay?

Let's order Chinese.

They deliver.

Okay. I'll make the call.

No, no, no, I-I'll call.

Okay. You guys, uh,
can take a self-tour

and, uh, we'll catch
up in a minute.

Okay.
Okay.

Guess everyone's
struggling to deal.

Yeah.

So, you got plans
this weekend?

No, I've got a courtroom
disaster to recover from.

You?

Actually, uh...

( rueful chuckle )

I have a potential disaster
of my own brewing.

( Cavanaugh whooping )

Commander, this is outstanding!

( laughing )

Ooh!

Whoo-hoo!

All right, Meredith,
it's your turn.

Take the stick
and gently

ease it forward.

Oh, this is positively

ethereal!

RABB:
All right, now, Meredith...

Meredith,
let me have the stick back.

Meredith, let go
of the stick!

Meredith!

Let me have the stick!

Oh...!

Hey, I wonder
if I could see A.J.

Meredith, look out,
you're standing on the rudder!

There's a tall man
standing over by the hangar.

Do you think that's A.J.?

Meredith, get off the rudder!

Oh, sorry.

You know, I think I'm getting
the hang of this, Commander.

Do you think I'm ready to solo
the next one?

I think it's time
for ground school.

Oh. You mean we're going down?

Landing-- yes.

Well, do you need any help,
Commander?

No. No, no.

No.

( chuckling )

Good.

Whoo-hoo!

Oh, A.J.

that was so exhilarating!

Can't wait
to do it again.

SHERIFF:
Thought we'd been through this.

I didn't get the fax, Colonel.

You mind
if we check the machine?

Help yourself.

This is Lieutenant
Colonel MacKenzie, JAG.

I need the number for
the fax machine used

to send out SEAL
notifications
of exercises.

Thank you.

( beeping )

What's going on?

( beeping )

Your fax received log
shows a call

from the SEAL
base was received

one week before

Deputy Gault
was killed.

Told you, Colonel.

Didn't get it.

( phone ringing )

( clearing throat )

Hello.

Yeah. Now's not a
good time, honey.

Let me call
you back.

Sorry about that.

TURNER:
Colonel?

I think we're done here.

Thank you, Sheriff.

Y'all come back... ya hear?

MacKENZIE:
Tiner, thanks for giving up

your Saturday night.

No problem, ma'am.

Got the deputy's
cell phone records.

On a weekend?!

You didn't break any
laws, did you, Tiner?

Gunny left me a list
of his contacts, sir.

Hard to break the law
when you're talking to it.

There it is.

The deputy's call
to the sheriff

the morning the Navy
sent notification.

A domestic disturbance.

Actually, he made two calls
to the sheriff.

Look at the times.

Good work, Tiner.

Thank you, ma'am.

Sheriff, in your statement

you said you received

a cell phone call
from Deputy Burr

on the morning
of the accident, correct?

That's right.

He needed help with
a domestic disturbance.

What time did that call come in?

A little before
7:00, I think.

6:58-- We checked
the records.

Actually, he made
a second call, didn't he?

Yeah. I forgot.

He'd scribbled down the address.

Left it back at the diner.

He needed
to go get it.

He called back
five minutes later, at 7:03.

Sounds about right.

And you were in
the office then?

Yes, Colonel.

Hmm. With the calls on that line

do you pick them up

or screen them
and let the machine pick up?

Depends on the situation.

Like whether it's a call
from the Navy

notifying you
of a SEAL exercise?

( whispering ):
Should we object, sir?

According to
their records

the Navy called at exactly 0700.

You were there.

You heard the message,
isn't that right?

Not only were
you notified,

You knew exactly
when the SEALS
were going to be

on Johnson's Mill Road.

Why else would you have
Deputy Gault staked out there?

According to
your own statement

you were in radio contact
with Deputy Gault.

I responded to the call, yeah.

You told him to
pursue the Lieutenant

even though you
knew the SEALS were
on an exercise

and you were supposed to stay on
the sidelines, isn't that right?

You're the one
who instigated the confrontation

aren't you, Sheriff,
that night at the bar

and again that morning
when you ordered your deputy

to pull over the SEALs?

They were speeding.

Broke the law.

No, Sheriff, you broke the law

when you lied under oath
about the notification.

And you broke
the public trust

when you sent
your deputy

on a reckless and fatal chase.

Nothing further, Your Honor.

The government has no questions
for this witness, Your Honor.

Very well.

I'm sure the state's attorney
will have plenty.

This court
is adjourned.

( gavel pounds )

MacKENZIE:
The government's
agreed to a deal.

You plead to negligent homicide.

Given the mitigating
circumstances

there'll be no confinement

but you'll take
a reduction in pay rate.

There's no guarantee
you'll return to duty
as a SEAL, Lieutenant

but, uh, the Colonel and
I will do everything we can

during the Navy's
administrative review.

Thank you

for everything

that you've already done,
Colonel, Commander.

MacKENZIE:
You're welcome.

TURNER:
Glad to do it.

But I'm not sure
that I can go back.

I've been thinking
about Deputy Gault--

that I'm responsible
for his death.

Deputy rang the bell,
washed out of the SEALs

because he couldn't hack it.

My training holds me
to a high standard.

One I don't think that I've met.

I think I rang the bell
on myself that morning

when I led that chase.

Are you sure about
that, Lieutenant?

I'm sure
about one thing, ma'am.

I still want
to serve my country.

I want to stay in the Navy.

I'm just not sure that I'm
still worthy to be a SEAL.

Colonel, Commander.

Did he take the deal?

On his own terms.

The lieutenant's
taking responsibility

for what happened.

He's volunteered
to take a career hit.

Sounds like a SEAL.

Yes, it does.