JAG (1995–2005): Season 9, Episode 16 - Persian Gulf - full transcript
A battery explodes in Harm's face and deafens him; during his recovery he spends more time with Mattie. Secondarily to the Maravalis case, Mac and Bud become concerned with a disappearance of synthetic diamonds and the tortured death of a CIA agent; they later find some of the stones. Mac again becomes involved with Sadik (a terrorist who trades in weapons, and with whom she, along with Harm and Webb, dealt in Paraguay); after he starts stalking her, she eventually goes to a night club, meets him, goes with him to his pad, enables the Metro Police Department to avert an explosion at the night club, then, as a Marine, engages Sadik in hand-to-hand combat and shoots and kills him. Bud continues to try to talk with Mike.
Colonel MacKenzie,
Commander Rabb,
why is the Maravalis
case still on my docket?
The lieutenant
pled guilty to larceny
and conduct
unbecoming... a month ago.
Sentencing has
been continued twice.
The lieutenant agreed
to make full restitution
for 60 two-carat synthetic
diamonds which he stole
from the Naval
Research Laboratory.
Has he done so?
Ma'am, the defendant
sold 36 of the diamonds
and deposited the money
in an offshore bank account.
It has taken a little
longer than anticipated
to get that money back.
But it's here now?
As of this morning, yes, ma'am.
And the 24 remaining diamonds?
Also at the bank, Your
Honor, in a safe deposit box.
Lieutenant Maravalis has
given us power of attorney.
We'll collect the diamonds
and a cashier's
check this afternoon,
wrap the case up by tomorrow.
See that it happens.
Mac, they're going to be there.
What do you think, he lied
at his pretrial agreement?
He's not that stupid.
Yeah, maybe not, but I'll just
feel better when the
diamonds are secured.
Ever since Van
Duyn went missing...
Oh, the diamond expert.
He's in the CIA, Mac.
You don't know
that he's missing,
you just don't know where he is.
I've just got a feeling, Harm.
Something's gone wrong.
Another premonition, huh?
They're there.
I'll see you at the bank.
Harm?!
What?
I can't hear you.
I can't hear anything.
Commander Rabb will
be in the hospital overnight
for observation.
He's lost his hearing, but,
uh, it should be temporary.
Any idea what happened, Mac?
The car's battery
blew up in his face.
He's lucky he didn't
get acid in his eyes.
The, uh, final sentencing
on the Maravalis case
is scheduled for tomorrow.
Uh, Lieutenant, you sit second
chair so you can cover for Rabb.
Uh, shouldn't we wait
until he returns, sir?
Is there a problem?
No. No, sir. I'm just not
up to speed on the case.
MacKENZIE: I'll fill
you in this afternoon.
It should be strictly routine.
Good.
Commander, I'd
appreciate it if you'd
drop by the
hospital and get a list
from Rabb of what
needs to be covered
in the next 48 hours. Yes, sir.
Dismissed. Aye, sir.
Coates,
I want you to, uh...
Send flowers, sir, or balloons?
No.
Um, yes.
Whatever.
Hello, Commander.
Harm.
Hey, guys.
Don't have to shout, sir.
How you doing, buddy?
How you feeling?
I can't hear anything.
It's frustrating.
I have an idea.
Have a seat.
Uh, Jennifer, we need
to talk about Mattie.
I can hear you
just fine, sir. Yeah,
I feel fine, but
we got to come up
with a cover story for
the next day or two.
Nice.
For us, actually.
Was I shouting?
I could use some help, sir.
The commander
doesn't want to tell Mattie
he's in the hospital.
Can't hear anything.
It's driving me nuts.
You know, look,
Mattie already lost her mother.
And she has her father
to worry about now.
I don't want her to have to
worry about me, too, you know?
"Lies equal
bad parenting."
I'll call her.
Paperwork seems to be in order.
Power of attorney,
authorization to close the account,
court order to open
the safe deposit box.
May I ask why
Lieutenant Maravalis
isn't here in person?
He's in a navy brig.
Oh, well, that's a good reason.
I'll be representing him
in this matter, ma'am.
Then I think you can sign
these forms, Lieutenant.
This is for the
safe deposit box.
Thank you.
And this is for the
cashier's check.
And the check for $110,000.
Now, if you'll give me a minute,
then we can go and open the box.
I thought he had a million
in diamonds, ma'am.
A million at retail.
Lieutenant Maravalis
had to fence the stones
and take what he could get.
Ma'am, how long has the
lieutenant been in custody?
Little over a month.
Well, somebody's been
into the safe deposit box
since then, ma'am.
Van Duyn had access to this box?
He's been missing
for three weeks.
He was here two weeks ago.
We can go into the vault now.
There you go.
I'll give you some privacy.
Thank you.
It's empty.
Judge Helfman is not
going to be happy about this.
We've got much bigger problems
than Judge Helfman, Bud.
Harm?
Oh, right, you can't hear me.
Hey, God?
You see this guy here?
Harmon Rabb, Jr.
I sure hope you do a little
better job looking out for him,
because he's the
best thing I've got going
in my life right now.
And sometimes it seems
like the things I
care most about
get taken away from me.
My mom's up there
with you somewhere.
Maybe you could
tell her I love her.
And I miss her.
I wish she was still here.
Hey.
Could you hear that?
Who you talking to?
No one.
Well, that's a pretty long
conversation for no one.
I was... I was praying.
For me?
Mattie, I got
temporary hearing loss.
It'll be back in a day or so.
How was school?
Uh...
No school tomorrow?
Why?
To take care of me?
Says who?
Do not.
Do not.
MacKENZIE: What the
hell were you thinking?!
Well, your plea agreement
just went out the window.
You think five
years is a long time?
Now it's ten.
Talk to me.
Why was a CIA agent's name
on the signature card
of your safe deposit box?
And why didn't
you tell the court?
I couldn't. MacKENZIE: Why not?
Because Van Duyn was the
one buying the diamonds from me.
You were selling
diamonds to the CIA?
No, ma'am. Van
Duyn was on his own.
He was reselling the diamonds.
To people he said would kill him
if his cover was
blown. What people?
I don't know, ma'am.
I didn't want to know.
Van Duyn said if I didn't
cop to the lesser charge,
if I brought him into it,
I'd be tried for treason.
Treason?
Terrorists buy
weapons with diamonds.
That was Sadik Fahd's specialty.
Colonel, I would have
quit if I could, believe me.
Ask Van Duyn.
Maybe he's still got the stones.
Agent Van Duyn has disappeared.
The CIA does not discuss
the whereabouts of its
employees, Colonel MacKenzie.
You think I don't know that?
I'm dating one of your agents.
Or at least I would
be, if he was ever here.
Well, your work with Agent
Webb in Paraguay was outstanding.
That's why I agreed to see you.
It's a shame Sadik
Fahd got away.
MacKENZIE: Where is Agent Webb?
Oh, he's safe. He's busy.
More than that,
I can't tell you.
Well, then, tell me this.
Is Agent Van Duyn missing,
or are you just not
telling me where he is?
That's classified, Colonel.
Don't give me that.
The location of your
bathroom is probably classified.
I warned the agency about
Van Duyn a month ago.
That warning never
trickled up to me.
24 absolutely perfect
two-karat diamonds
are unaccounted for.
That's terrorist currency
worth a million dollars
on the open market.
And Van Duyn was the last person
to have them.
I share your concern
about the diamonds.
And if I bring you in
on the Van Duyn case...
Oh, so there is a case.
I want to know immediately
when you find them.
Or if you don't.
Agent Van Duyn is dead.
We found his body in his
apartment two days ago.
But no diamonds?
We weren't aware he had any.
Passed them on already.
It's possible he may not have.
What makes you say that?
Agent Van Duyn
was tortured to death.
Remember I told
you I never wanted
to find out what if feels like
to be tortured by the enemy?
Frankly, I couldn't
understand why, until now.
And he wasn't entrusted
with the kind of secrets
you die to protect.
But I didn't know
about the diamonds.
It is possible he died
for not revealing
where they are.
What aren't you telling me?
Quite a lot, I'm sure.
Excuse me. But
there's something else
worrying you.
Oh, there's always a lot
of chatter on our networks.
About what,
something big for sale?
Something you can
buy with diamonds?
Something chemical...
biological...
nuclear?
I just want to find those
diamonds, Colonel.
Oh. Hi, Mac. Hey,
good morning, Mattie.
I was looking for
Harm. He's in there.
His hearing's
starting to come back.
Door's unlocked. Thanks.
Harm?
Harm?
Well, hey.
I-I didn't hear you come in.
I could be Godzilla, and
you wouldn't hear me.
Do you mind if I
turn it down? What?
Oh. Can you hear me at all?
Yeah, yeah, I can hear
you if you'd speak up.
The diamonds weren't there.
Well, chalk one
up for premonitions.
Van Duyn was murdered.
Make that two.
Slowly. He was
tortured to death.
Wow, better make that three.
Remember what you said
when we lost Sadik
Fahd in Paraguay?
That we'd see him again
when he came to kill us?
I think he's here, Harm,
and this time the stakes
are a lot bigger
than Stinger missiles.
He's not the only terrorist
who deals in torture
and diamonds, Mac.
I think you're jumping to
conclusions. What about your car?
It could've been
any number of things.
A cracked battery could
cause an explosion.
You think Sadik did it.
Doesn't look like a
coincidence to me.
You know, I-I don't know
him as well as you do, Mac,
but what I do
know about him is...
You okay?
Yeah, I-I'm, uh... whoa...
a little dizzy.
Inner ear... thing.
Listen, what I do know of
Sadik, he's pretty thorough,
so if he wanted me killed,
I would already be dead.
Yeah, maybe he just
wanted you out of the picture.
Have you talked
to Webb about this?
On assignment.
Undisclosed location.
That's a hell of a boyfriend
you picked yourself there.
Don't be so happy about it.
Stay for lunch, Mac?
I made some extra
sandwiches. No, thanks, Mattie.
I have to get
back to the office.
Take care of him
for me, will you?
You two talking about me?
I'm not hungry, Mattie.
Mattie says eat.
You wanted to see me, ma'am?
I think I know where
the diamonds are, Bud.
Well, I guess that's
good news, ma'am.
Been looking through the
dossier Van Duyn gave me
on Lieutenant Maravalis.
The CIA doesn't operate
inside the country, right?
Wrong.
They were following
him for months.
Van Duyn knew everything
there was to know
about Maravalis...
The health club he belonged to,
where he got his hair
cut, even the combination
of the locker he kept
at the place he
bought his cigars.
And? I think that might
be where the diamonds are.
Well, I suppose
that's possible...
I want to look inside
that locker, Bud,
but I can't do it by myself.
You've got the
power of attorney.
Now, if the diamonds
are there, I need you
to keep the chain of custody.
Look, this is a private club.
I don't know if I can
allow you just to walk in...
You afraid that we're going
to find something
that we shouldn't?
Like Cuban cigars?
We are not responsible
for what our members
keep in their locker.
Look, we're not with Customs.
We don't care what
your members smoke
or where they got them.
Although, we could go
and get a court order.
And let Customs know,
so they don't have
to come back later,
'cause that's
pretty inconvenient.
Okay. All right.
I'm gonna trust you.
Think we found them.
Beautiful, isn't it?
It's amazing... spend
a few billion years
in the bowels of the
earth, or a few days
at the Naval
Research Laboratory,
and pure carbon turns into that.
Here, hold out your hand.
There should be 24 of them.
19 are missing.
Ah.
Uh, w-would you
prefer to sit inside?
No, no, I prefer to smoke.
This. Ah.
Uh, you had a good day, I hope?
A very good day, young Fardad.
My business here
is nearly finished.
Then I am glad for you,
although, uh, sad
if you have to go.
You are very kind.
But I'm sure it's been
an imposition, no?
Having a stranger
stay with you.
Businessman from Tehran,
a... friend of my family,
is no stranger to me.
You are a sweet boy.
Ah, please excuse one moment.
I must make a call.
Hello?
Who is this?
I don't speak Arabic.
No, I'd prefer to speak English.
But you do speak Farsi...
Something you
neglected to tell me
during our time together
in the Chaco Boreal.
Woman, stand up!
You defile motherhood.
Where are you?
Near. Very near.
Near enough to
have killed Van Duyn?
He broke his word,
betrayed my cause.
His greed cost him his life.
But I did not call
about Van Duyn.
It's good to hear
your voice, Sarah.
Are you surprised to hear mine?
Why are you calling me?
Well, I thought you might enjoy
some music from
our part of the world.
It seems we share
a common heritage.
Oh, by the way, how did you like
the gifts I left for you?
A small token of my esteem,
as they like to say in the West.
You can stuff
the clichés, Sadik.
We both know diamonds
are your specialty.
What do you want with me?
I have...
great admiration for you, Sarah.
Which is why you almost
tortured me to
death in Paraguay?
Yes, well, that was
distressing circumstance.
You see, at that time,
I was still confusing
you with the enemy.
I am truly sorry.
Sorry?
Except for the fact
that it allowed me to see
the great strength
of your heart, yes.
I would like to
make it up to you.
How?
To be honest, I'm
not entirely sure.
You were incredibly
brave in Paraguay, Sarah,
more than any woman
and most men that
I have ever known.
And when I saw you again
in the cigar store today...
What are you saying?
I don't understand.
All I know is, in our souls
we are more alike
than we are different.
We are both warriors;
we are both impassioned.
I feel...
Perhaps we will
talk again... soon.
"Duh" is not a word.
Well, you don't have
to shout about it.
Was I shouting?
Duh. Duh.
I'll get it.
You'll get what?
Oh, hey. MacKENZIE: Hi, Mattie.
How's it going? Good.
Uh, Jennifer, I need to
speak with Harm, alone.
Yes, ma'am.
What's up?
I was right.
Sadik's here, in DC.
Did you hear that?
Yeah, I-I heard you.
Are you sure?
He called me at my house
two hours ago.
And he killed Van Duyn.
Where'd you get these? CIA.
Are they on him?
They will be.
Well...
what do you want
me to do? Be careful.
He may not look like
any of those pictures.
You're the one who
needs to be careful, Mac.
Believe me, I am.
He knows your phone number,
he knows where you live.
I have this creepy feeling
that he's... he's studying me.
He wants to get you on your own.
He's daring you
to get closer to him.
Yeah, but why would he do that?
It doesn't make sense.
He's seducing you.
What?
He's forced you
to think about him.
He wants something
from you, Mac,
and he just may have
found your weakness.
What weakness?
You want to know
what he's up to.
So that way, he
uses your intelligence
against you.
Where are you going now,
Mac? I'm coming with you.
You can't help, Harm.
Frankly, you're
still a liability.
Be careful.
I feel as if we are in Tehran.
I wish we were. I've
never been there.
When the Shah fell... Of course.
Your family had
to flee the country.
Such a tragedy.
Happily, they were able
to take their wealth with them.
Thanks to Allah, all
praise be unto him.
Do you know this
place, this, this nightclub?
Yes, it's, uh, very popular.
Perhaps, later tonight,
we can go there together.
Perhaps we will.
Perhaps we will.
♪ If all of my noes
had been misses ♪
♪ Where would
my path have led? ♪
♪ I confess that unless
I miss my guess ♪
♪ I'd be someplace
else instead... ♪
As you were.
Varese?
Yes, sir.
Live from Kansas City,
Missouri, second set.
She leaves her cell
phone on so I can hear.
Very romantic.
Yes, sir.
- I - need to talk to you
about the, uh, Maravalis case.
The convening
authority has decided
to bring new charges
against Lieutenant Maravalis,
and, Commander, I want you
to take over the prosecution.
Take over for Colonel
MacKenzie, sir?
Mac is going to be a
witness for the prosecution.
She has new evidence
to support the charge
of aiding the enemy
in a time of war.
Is this going to be
a capital case, sir?
Depends on what the
prosecution recommends.
Does the convening authority
want the death penalty, sir?
I would say he is so inclined.
I have to study the case and
consult with Colonel MacKenzie.
Bring it up to Judge Helfman.
You're due in her court
1000 tomorrow. Night.
Good night, sir.
Good night, sir.
Well, I've, uh, never defended
a death penalty case,
so... good night, sir.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
Fardad, how do I look?
No, how do I look?
Surprise.
I don't believe it.
Transformation, eh?
You're not the same person.
Oh, but I am.
Very much so.
Then you must be a chameleon.
A lynx.
Huh?
My name in Arabic means lynx.
But your-your name is...
It's Fahd.
Sadik...
Fahd.
Hello.
Hello?
Do you know what that means?
I told you I don't speak Arabic.
It means "Islam
is the solution."
I'm sure it is for many.
Where are you?
Exactly where I need to be.
The question, Sarah,
is, where are you?
You know, I'm getting bored
with these games, Sadik.
Then I apologize.
There were matters
I had to attend to,
but now you have
my full attention.
Oh, I've seen what
your full attention is like.
You misunderstand.
You have been
pervasively in my thoughts.
We do have much in common.
We have only one
thing in common.
We both intend
to kill each other.
No, no, I have absolutely
no desire to kill you.
Oh, then we have
nothing in common.
We are both far from
our country, cut off
from our roots
and our traditions,
existing in a world
not meant for us.
I was born here, Sadik.
This is my country.
It is only to be expected
that you think that.
But your grandmother,
Fatemeh, taught you the Koran.
The holy words
resonate within you,
even though you can't feel them,
and the Persian music,
I'm sure it speaks to you.
You know all this...
I do, Sarah. I sensed
it in you in Paraguay.
You were with men who are weak,
but their weakness
is not your weakness.
In you, there is strength
and a wisdom that
even you don't recognize.
Ah, I suppose I
should say I'm flattered.
The truth is not flattery.
I don't think you'd
know the truth
if it appeared to you
in a tongue of flame.
Hello?
Excuse me.
Are you expecting someone?
No. Then, perhaps
you will not mind
if I use this chair?
Sure.
Yes?
Are you alone, Sarah?
I'm in a public place.
Yes, I know,
but are you here alone?
Yes.
Very impressive, Sadik.
Thank you.
Remove the battery
from your cellular phone.
Put the phone and the
battery in your purse,
pay your bill
and get up from the table.
Keep walking. Don't look at me.
It's not an ambush.
I told you I came alone.
You do have courage.
What did you expect?
I'm a United States Marine.
It's exactly what I expected.
I appreciate the
marine mentality.
Look at these people.
Tell me what you see.
They look like kids who
want to have a good time.
To me, they look
like the walking dead.
Give me your purse.
Take off your coat.
Thank you.
Is this your only weapon?
Do you see any
place I could hide one?
Don't you want
to search me?
Lower your arms.
Try to behave with the dignity
I'm sure your grandmother had.
You wouldn't have liked
my grandmother, Sadik.
She refused to wear the hejab.
And she would've been very proud
that an Iranian woman, a Muslim,
accepted the Nobel
Peace Prize last year
without wearing the head scarf.
An atrocity.
An insult to the
devout of Islam.
What you did to Van
Duyn was an atrocity.
That is the future.
Ah, yes.
You wish for equality
between men and women.
Well, now see where
that equality has
gotten you, Sarah?
There is no man
here to protect you,
because you've stepped
out of your place in society.
If I'm so unprotected,
why are you holding
the gun on me?
Do I have the right
to use the bathroom?
Another atrocity?
A martyr.
It seems it was his time.
Oh, and that's
for you to decide?
The bathroom is there.
Leave the door open.
Leave your message
after the tone.
Hey, Mike.
This is Bud.
Look, there's no way
that you're not there
at this time of night.
Hello?
Damn it, Mike, pick up!
I need to talk to you.
Okay.
Hello.
It's Bud.
Hey, Bud.
Yeah, hey.
Yeah. No, I feel great now!
Yeah, back in the game.
This case is overwhelming.
Well, I'd feel the
same way, Bud.
Nobody takes the
death penalty lightly.
Well, listen, I'll be in
the office tomorrow.
We can work on it
together, all right?
Look down there at the
decadence of that place.
Do you approve of the drinking?
The drugs?
I approve
of their freedom to choose.
To me, they are
worse than infidels.
They have strayed
from the path
and lost their faith.
What are you here for, Sadik?
25 years ago this month.
Does that mean anything to you?
25 years...
The Iranian Revolution.
The fall of the Shah
and the Peacock Throne.
Very good.
When I was nine years old,
I saw Ruhollah
Khomeini in person
and a vision opened up
within me of a world of justice
and peace, Sarah, under Islam.
And a few months later,
my father was murdered
at the hands of the
Shah's secret police.
And I found myself walking
the streets of Tehran alone,
past the people
in their rich attire
in their Mercedes, and
their-their nightclubs.
And you hated them.
40 days after my
father was killed,
again I was in the streets,
but this time,
I was in the vanguard
of a great army.
Tehran was in flames.
The war had begun.
And now the armies in Tehran
are pro-Western,
and want reform.
Time and history
are against you.
Your sense of
history is shortsighted.
Would you like to know the
secret of America's downfall?
Here, everything is for sale.
Your government
goes to the Middle East
to look for weapons
of mass destruction.
Everyone knows the
weapons are here,
and, like everything else,
they can be bought here.
And diamonds are
better than money.
Greed is the one human weakness
that can always be exploited.
Are you above greed?
Is there anything that you
would give up your jihad for?
Are you making
me an offer, Sarah?
Do I have something you want?
You are an intelligent,
beautiful woman.
All men want...
All men want what?
What their mothers
could never give them.
What do you want?
I want...
tea.
Make it for me.
Like a good Muslim woman.
So what's next, Sadik?
Convert me to Islam?
You revealed yourself to me
when we were in Paraguay, Sarah.
You were pretending
to be a man's wife,
pretending to carry a child.
But when I saw
through the illusion,
I realized...
you are pretending
to be a woman.
You are without a husband,
without children.
You live a barren
life in a prison of fear.
And you've come to set me free.
I have helped many
others to understand
that only in Islam
can you be truly free.
Free to do what?
Cover every inch of my
body, never leave the house?
If you lived a true Muslim life,
then, yes,
you would be free in your soul.
You'd still have
all your strength,
but also you would have purity.
You would wear the
hejab and live with dignity,
not dress like a whore,
and live like one.
I'm offering you
a choice, Sarah.
If you want to live
like those people in
the nightclub below,
then the only purification
you can hope for is death.
But you'd want to
humiliate me first.
Torture me.
Once you'd convinced yourself
that I'm a whore,
maybe then you'd find
your manhood, Sadik.
You won't be
afraid of this body.
You could use me
and throw me away.
Be careful.
You're afraid...
of a woman making tea.
I'm beginning to understand
that what attracts you to me
is the same thing
that angers you...
My independence.
Those kids in that nightclub
are free to choose
how they want to live,
and you can't stand that.
So what are you
going to do, kill them?
My God, you are.
The direction your
country is taking
defines the
direction I must take.
You plan to attack a nightclub
full of innocent people?
No one in America is innocent!
Wake up, Sarah!
Isn't yours a government
of and by its people?
So when your government kills
from a great distance,
with their smart bombs
and their missiles in the
most cowardly manner,
isn't the blood that's
shed on your hands
and theirs?
You believe in
the death penalty, yes?
So do I.
9/11 was only the beginning.
You equate
blowing up a
nightclub with 9/11?
Oh, I could see the Stinger
missiles in Paraguay.
Blowing a civilian
airliner out of the sky
with U.S.-made missiles...
Cowardly, but dramatic.
Slaughtering a bunch of kids
while you watch from a distance?
You're scraping
the bottom, Sadik.
Your tea's ready.
The bomb in the
nightclub isn't my mission.
I wanted you to witness it
so you would believe the truth
that you are not safe unless you
are under my protection.
I can strike anywhere I desire.
Here, or in your
JAG parking lot,
or at the heart of America.
Perhaps you are
familiar with the term,
"permissive action link".
Yes, I know what that is.
It's the triggering device
for a nuclear weapon.
Do you have one?
Soon.
From your arsenal,
bought and paid for
with your diamonds.
Who's it for?
Someone who will
put it to good use.
Do you see how you
need me to protect you?
So somebody has a nuke,
but they don't have
the PAL to set it off.
Where are you getting it from?
I've said enough.
I am impressed.
Just bombing a nightclub
seemed out of character for you.
So when is this going to happen?
In less than ten minutes.
Ten minutes.
Sadik, how can I
make you call this off?
What can I do?
There... there
must be something.
What is that?
What's what?
Attention, this is the
DC Police Department.
Keep going! Go! Go!
Please leave the area
in an orderly fashion.
What have you done?
Don't lie to me.
I'm not weak
and I'm not barren
and I'm not a whore!
That was for Harm.
This one's for Clayton Webb.
Move, move.
Stand down, Colonel.
It's over.
Are you all right?
Got another body in here. Yeah.
I'm sorry.
For what?
For killing him.
He could have told us who
he was getting the PAL from.
He could've killed you first.
I'm not sorry.
Commander Rabb,
why is the Maravalis
case still on my docket?
The lieutenant
pled guilty to larceny
and conduct
unbecoming... a month ago.
Sentencing has
been continued twice.
The lieutenant agreed
to make full restitution
for 60 two-carat synthetic
diamonds which he stole
from the Naval
Research Laboratory.
Has he done so?
Ma'am, the defendant
sold 36 of the diamonds
and deposited the money
in an offshore bank account.
It has taken a little
longer than anticipated
to get that money back.
But it's here now?
As of this morning, yes, ma'am.
And the 24 remaining diamonds?
Also at the bank, Your
Honor, in a safe deposit box.
Lieutenant Maravalis has
given us power of attorney.
We'll collect the diamonds
and a cashier's
check this afternoon,
wrap the case up by tomorrow.
See that it happens.
Mac, they're going to be there.
What do you think, he lied
at his pretrial agreement?
He's not that stupid.
Yeah, maybe not, but I'll just
feel better when the
diamonds are secured.
Ever since Van
Duyn went missing...
Oh, the diamond expert.
He's in the CIA, Mac.
You don't know
that he's missing,
you just don't know where he is.
I've just got a feeling, Harm.
Something's gone wrong.
Another premonition, huh?
They're there.
I'll see you at the bank.
Harm?!
What?
I can't hear you.
I can't hear anything.
Commander Rabb will
be in the hospital overnight
for observation.
He's lost his hearing, but,
uh, it should be temporary.
Any idea what happened, Mac?
The car's battery
blew up in his face.
He's lucky he didn't
get acid in his eyes.
The, uh, final sentencing
on the Maravalis case
is scheduled for tomorrow.
Uh, Lieutenant, you sit second
chair so you can cover for Rabb.
Uh, shouldn't we wait
until he returns, sir?
Is there a problem?
No. No, sir. I'm just not
up to speed on the case.
MacKENZIE: I'll fill
you in this afternoon.
It should be strictly routine.
Good.
Commander, I'd
appreciate it if you'd
drop by the
hospital and get a list
from Rabb of what
needs to be covered
in the next 48 hours. Yes, sir.
Dismissed. Aye, sir.
Coates,
I want you to, uh...
Send flowers, sir, or balloons?
No.
Um, yes.
Whatever.
Hello, Commander.
Harm.
Hey, guys.
Don't have to shout, sir.
How you doing, buddy?
How you feeling?
I can't hear anything.
It's frustrating.
I have an idea.
Have a seat.
Uh, Jennifer, we need
to talk about Mattie.
I can hear you
just fine, sir. Yeah,
I feel fine, but
we got to come up
with a cover story for
the next day or two.
Nice.
For us, actually.
Was I shouting?
I could use some help, sir.
The commander
doesn't want to tell Mattie
he's in the hospital.
Can't hear anything.
It's driving me nuts.
You know, look,
Mattie already lost her mother.
And she has her father
to worry about now.
I don't want her to have to
worry about me, too, you know?
"Lies equal
bad parenting."
I'll call her.
Paperwork seems to be in order.
Power of attorney,
authorization to close the account,
court order to open
the safe deposit box.
May I ask why
Lieutenant Maravalis
isn't here in person?
He's in a navy brig.
Oh, well, that's a good reason.
I'll be representing him
in this matter, ma'am.
Then I think you can sign
these forms, Lieutenant.
This is for the
safe deposit box.
Thank you.
And this is for the
cashier's check.
And the check for $110,000.
Now, if you'll give me a minute,
then we can go and open the box.
I thought he had a million
in diamonds, ma'am.
A million at retail.
Lieutenant Maravalis
had to fence the stones
and take what he could get.
Ma'am, how long has the
lieutenant been in custody?
Little over a month.
Well, somebody's been
into the safe deposit box
since then, ma'am.
Van Duyn had access to this box?
He's been missing
for three weeks.
He was here two weeks ago.
We can go into the vault now.
There you go.
I'll give you some privacy.
Thank you.
It's empty.
Judge Helfman is not
going to be happy about this.
We've got much bigger problems
than Judge Helfman, Bud.
Harm?
Oh, right, you can't hear me.
Hey, God?
You see this guy here?
Harmon Rabb, Jr.
I sure hope you do a little
better job looking out for him,
because he's the
best thing I've got going
in my life right now.
And sometimes it seems
like the things I
care most about
get taken away from me.
My mom's up there
with you somewhere.
Maybe you could
tell her I love her.
And I miss her.
I wish she was still here.
Hey.
Could you hear that?
Who you talking to?
No one.
Well, that's a pretty long
conversation for no one.
I was... I was praying.
For me?
Mattie, I got
temporary hearing loss.
It'll be back in a day or so.
How was school?
Uh...
No school tomorrow?
Why?
To take care of me?
Says who?
Do not.
Do not.
MacKENZIE: What the
hell were you thinking?!
Well, your plea agreement
just went out the window.
You think five
years is a long time?
Now it's ten.
Talk to me.
Why was a CIA agent's name
on the signature card
of your safe deposit box?
And why didn't
you tell the court?
I couldn't. MacKENZIE: Why not?
Because Van Duyn was the
one buying the diamonds from me.
You were selling
diamonds to the CIA?
No, ma'am. Van
Duyn was on his own.
He was reselling the diamonds.
To people he said would kill him
if his cover was
blown. What people?
I don't know, ma'am.
I didn't want to know.
Van Duyn said if I didn't
cop to the lesser charge,
if I brought him into it,
I'd be tried for treason.
Treason?
Terrorists buy
weapons with diamonds.
That was Sadik Fahd's specialty.
Colonel, I would have
quit if I could, believe me.
Ask Van Duyn.
Maybe he's still got the stones.
Agent Van Duyn has disappeared.
The CIA does not discuss
the whereabouts of its
employees, Colonel MacKenzie.
You think I don't know that?
I'm dating one of your agents.
Or at least I would
be, if he was ever here.
Well, your work with Agent
Webb in Paraguay was outstanding.
That's why I agreed to see you.
It's a shame Sadik
Fahd got away.
MacKENZIE: Where is Agent Webb?
Oh, he's safe. He's busy.
More than that,
I can't tell you.
Well, then, tell me this.
Is Agent Van Duyn missing,
or are you just not
telling me where he is?
That's classified, Colonel.
Don't give me that.
The location of your
bathroom is probably classified.
I warned the agency about
Van Duyn a month ago.
That warning never
trickled up to me.
24 absolutely perfect
two-karat diamonds
are unaccounted for.
That's terrorist currency
worth a million dollars
on the open market.
And Van Duyn was the last person
to have them.
I share your concern
about the diamonds.
And if I bring you in
on the Van Duyn case...
Oh, so there is a case.
I want to know immediately
when you find them.
Or if you don't.
Agent Van Duyn is dead.
We found his body in his
apartment two days ago.
But no diamonds?
We weren't aware he had any.
Passed them on already.
It's possible he may not have.
What makes you say that?
Agent Van Duyn
was tortured to death.
Remember I told
you I never wanted
to find out what if feels like
to be tortured by the enemy?
Frankly, I couldn't
understand why, until now.
And he wasn't entrusted
with the kind of secrets
you die to protect.
But I didn't know
about the diamonds.
It is possible he died
for not revealing
where they are.
What aren't you telling me?
Quite a lot, I'm sure.
Excuse me. But
there's something else
worrying you.
Oh, there's always a lot
of chatter on our networks.
About what,
something big for sale?
Something you can
buy with diamonds?
Something chemical...
biological...
nuclear?
I just want to find those
diamonds, Colonel.
Oh. Hi, Mac. Hey,
good morning, Mattie.
I was looking for
Harm. He's in there.
His hearing's
starting to come back.
Door's unlocked. Thanks.
Harm?
Harm?
Well, hey.
I-I didn't hear you come in.
I could be Godzilla, and
you wouldn't hear me.
Do you mind if I
turn it down? What?
Oh. Can you hear me at all?
Yeah, yeah, I can hear
you if you'd speak up.
The diamonds weren't there.
Well, chalk one
up for premonitions.
Van Duyn was murdered.
Make that two.
Slowly. He was
tortured to death.
Wow, better make that three.
Remember what you said
when we lost Sadik
Fahd in Paraguay?
That we'd see him again
when he came to kill us?
I think he's here, Harm,
and this time the stakes
are a lot bigger
than Stinger missiles.
He's not the only terrorist
who deals in torture
and diamonds, Mac.
I think you're jumping to
conclusions. What about your car?
It could've been
any number of things.
A cracked battery could
cause an explosion.
You think Sadik did it.
Doesn't look like a
coincidence to me.
You know, I-I don't know
him as well as you do, Mac,
but what I do
know about him is...
You okay?
Yeah, I-I'm, uh... whoa...
a little dizzy.
Inner ear... thing.
Listen, what I do know of
Sadik, he's pretty thorough,
so if he wanted me killed,
I would already be dead.
Yeah, maybe he just
wanted you out of the picture.
Have you talked
to Webb about this?
On assignment.
Undisclosed location.
That's a hell of a boyfriend
you picked yourself there.
Don't be so happy about it.
Stay for lunch, Mac?
I made some extra
sandwiches. No, thanks, Mattie.
I have to get
back to the office.
Take care of him
for me, will you?
You two talking about me?
I'm not hungry, Mattie.
Mattie says eat.
You wanted to see me, ma'am?
I think I know where
the diamonds are, Bud.
Well, I guess that's
good news, ma'am.
Been looking through the
dossier Van Duyn gave me
on Lieutenant Maravalis.
The CIA doesn't operate
inside the country, right?
Wrong.
They were following
him for months.
Van Duyn knew everything
there was to know
about Maravalis...
The health club he belonged to,
where he got his hair
cut, even the combination
of the locker he kept
at the place he
bought his cigars.
And? I think that might
be where the diamonds are.
Well, I suppose
that's possible...
I want to look inside
that locker, Bud,
but I can't do it by myself.
You've got the
power of attorney.
Now, if the diamonds
are there, I need you
to keep the chain of custody.
Look, this is a private club.
I don't know if I can
allow you just to walk in...
You afraid that we're going
to find something
that we shouldn't?
Like Cuban cigars?
We are not responsible
for what our members
keep in their locker.
Look, we're not with Customs.
We don't care what
your members smoke
or where they got them.
Although, we could go
and get a court order.
And let Customs know,
so they don't have
to come back later,
'cause that's
pretty inconvenient.
Okay. All right.
I'm gonna trust you.
Think we found them.
Beautiful, isn't it?
It's amazing... spend
a few billion years
in the bowels of the
earth, or a few days
at the Naval
Research Laboratory,
and pure carbon turns into that.
Here, hold out your hand.
There should be 24 of them.
19 are missing.
Ah.
Uh, w-would you
prefer to sit inside?
No, no, I prefer to smoke.
This. Ah.
Uh, you had a good day, I hope?
A very good day, young Fardad.
My business here
is nearly finished.
Then I am glad for you,
although, uh, sad
if you have to go.
You are very kind.
But I'm sure it's been
an imposition, no?
Having a stranger
stay with you.
Businessman from Tehran,
a... friend of my family,
is no stranger to me.
You are a sweet boy.
Ah, please excuse one moment.
I must make a call.
Hello?
Who is this?
I don't speak Arabic.
No, I'd prefer to speak English.
But you do speak Farsi...
Something you
neglected to tell me
during our time together
in the Chaco Boreal.
Woman, stand up!
You defile motherhood.
Where are you?
Near. Very near.
Near enough to
have killed Van Duyn?
He broke his word,
betrayed my cause.
His greed cost him his life.
But I did not call
about Van Duyn.
It's good to hear
your voice, Sarah.
Are you surprised to hear mine?
Why are you calling me?
Well, I thought you might enjoy
some music from
our part of the world.
It seems we share
a common heritage.
Oh, by the way, how did you like
the gifts I left for you?
A small token of my esteem,
as they like to say in the West.
You can stuff
the clichés, Sadik.
We both know diamonds
are your specialty.
What do you want with me?
I have...
great admiration for you, Sarah.
Which is why you almost
tortured me to
death in Paraguay?
Yes, well, that was
distressing circumstance.
You see, at that time,
I was still confusing
you with the enemy.
I am truly sorry.
Sorry?
Except for the fact
that it allowed me to see
the great strength
of your heart, yes.
I would like to
make it up to you.
How?
To be honest, I'm
not entirely sure.
You were incredibly
brave in Paraguay, Sarah,
more than any woman
and most men that
I have ever known.
And when I saw you again
in the cigar store today...
What are you saying?
I don't understand.
All I know is, in our souls
we are more alike
than we are different.
We are both warriors;
we are both impassioned.
I feel...
Perhaps we will
talk again... soon.
"Duh" is not a word.
Well, you don't have
to shout about it.
Was I shouting?
Duh. Duh.
I'll get it.
You'll get what?
Oh, hey. MacKENZIE: Hi, Mattie.
How's it going? Good.
Uh, Jennifer, I need to
speak with Harm, alone.
Yes, ma'am.
What's up?
I was right.
Sadik's here, in DC.
Did you hear that?
Yeah, I-I heard you.
Are you sure?
He called me at my house
two hours ago.
And he killed Van Duyn.
Where'd you get these? CIA.
Are they on him?
They will be.
Well...
what do you want
me to do? Be careful.
He may not look like
any of those pictures.
You're the one who
needs to be careful, Mac.
Believe me, I am.
He knows your phone number,
he knows where you live.
I have this creepy feeling
that he's... he's studying me.
He wants to get you on your own.
He's daring you
to get closer to him.
Yeah, but why would he do that?
It doesn't make sense.
He's seducing you.
What?
He's forced you
to think about him.
He wants something
from you, Mac,
and he just may have
found your weakness.
What weakness?
You want to know
what he's up to.
So that way, he
uses your intelligence
against you.
Where are you going now,
Mac? I'm coming with you.
You can't help, Harm.
Frankly, you're
still a liability.
Be careful.
I feel as if we are in Tehran.
I wish we were. I've
never been there.
When the Shah fell... Of course.
Your family had
to flee the country.
Such a tragedy.
Happily, they were able
to take their wealth with them.
Thanks to Allah, all
praise be unto him.
Do you know this
place, this, this nightclub?
Yes, it's, uh, very popular.
Perhaps, later tonight,
we can go there together.
Perhaps we will.
Perhaps we will.
♪ If all of my noes
had been misses ♪
♪ Where would
my path have led? ♪
♪ I confess that unless
I miss my guess ♪
♪ I'd be someplace
else instead... ♪
As you were.
Varese?
Yes, sir.
Live from Kansas City,
Missouri, second set.
She leaves her cell
phone on so I can hear.
Very romantic.
Yes, sir.
- I - need to talk to you
about the, uh, Maravalis case.
The convening
authority has decided
to bring new charges
against Lieutenant Maravalis,
and, Commander, I want you
to take over the prosecution.
Take over for Colonel
MacKenzie, sir?
Mac is going to be a
witness for the prosecution.
She has new evidence
to support the charge
of aiding the enemy
in a time of war.
Is this going to be
a capital case, sir?
Depends on what the
prosecution recommends.
Does the convening authority
want the death penalty, sir?
I would say he is so inclined.
I have to study the case and
consult with Colonel MacKenzie.
Bring it up to Judge Helfman.
You're due in her court
1000 tomorrow. Night.
Good night, sir.
Good night, sir.
Well, I've, uh, never defended
a death penalty case,
so... good night, sir.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
Fardad, how do I look?
No, how do I look?
Surprise.
I don't believe it.
Transformation, eh?
You're not the same person.
Oh, but I am.
Very much so.
Then you must be a chameleon.
A lynx.
Huh?
My name in Arabic means lynx.
But your-your name is...
It's Fahd.
Sadik...
Fahd.
Hello.
Hello?
Do you know what that means?
I told you I don't speak Arabic.
It means "Islam
is the solution."
I'm sure it is for many.
Where are you?
Exactly where I need to be.
The question, Sarah,
is, where are you?
You know, I'm getting bored
with these games, Sadik.
Then I apologize.
There were matters
I had to attend to,
but now you have
my full attention.
Oh, I've seen what
your full attention is like.
You misunderstand.
You have been
pervasively in my thoughts.
We do have much in common.
We have only one
thing in common.
We both intend
to kill each other.
No, no, I have absolutely
no desire to kill you.
Oh, then we have
nothing in common.
We are both far from
our country, cut off
from our roots
and our traditions,
existing in a world
not meant for us.
I was born here, Sadik.
This is my country.
It is only to be expected
that you think that.
But your grandmother,
Fatemeh, taught you the Koran.
The holy words
resonate within you,
even though you can't feel them,
and the Persian music,
I'm sure it speaks to you.
You know all this...
I do, Sarah. I sensed
it in you in Paraguay.
You were with men who are weak,
but their weakness
is not your weakness.
In you, there is strength
and a wisdom that
even you don't recognize.
Ah, I suppose I
should say I'm flattered.
The truth is not flattery.
I don't think you'd
know the truth
if it appeared to you
in a tongue of flame.
Hello?
Excuse me.
Are you expecting someone?
No. Then, perhaps
you will not mind
if I use this chair?
Sure.
Yes?
Are you alone, Sarah?
I'm in a public place.
Yes, I know,
but are you here alone?
Yes.
Very impressive, Sadik.
Thank you.
Remove the battery
from your cellular phone.
Put the phone and the
battery in your purse,
pay your bill
and get up from the table.
Keep walking. Don't look at me.
It's not an ambush.
I told you I came alone.
You do have courage.
What did you expect?
I'm a United States Marine.
It's exactly what I expected.
I appreciate the
marine mentality.
Look at these people.
Tell me what you see.
They look like kids who
want to have a good time.
To me, they look
like the walking dead.
Give me your purse.
Take off your coat.
Thank you.
Is this your only weapon?
Do you see any
place I could hide one?
Don't you want
to search me?
Lower your arms.
Try to behave with the dignity
I'm sure your grandmother had.
You wouldn't have liked
my grandmother, Sadik.
She refused to wear the hejab.
And she would've been very proud
that an Iranian woman, a Muslim,
accepted the Nobel
Peace Prize last year
without wearing the head scarf.
An atrocity.
An insult to the
devout of Islam.
What you did to Van
Duyn was an atrocity.
That is the future.
Ah, yes.
You wish for equality
between men and women.
Well, now see where
that equality has
gotten you, Sarah?
There is no man
here to protect you,
because you've stepped
out of your place in society.
If I'm so unprotected,
why are you holding
the gun on me?
Do I have the right
to use the bathroom?
Another atrocity?
A martyr.
It seems it was his time.
Oh, and that's
for you to decide?
The bathroom is there.
Leave the door open.
Leave your message
after the tone.
Hey, Mike.
This is Bud.
Look, there's no way
that you're not there
at this time of night.
Hello?
Damn it, Mike, pick up!
I need to talk to you.
Okay.
Hello.
It's Bud.
Hey, Bud.
Yeah, hey.
Yeah. No, I feel great now!
Yeah, back in the game.
This case is overwhelming.
Well, I'd feel the
same way, Bud.
Nobody takes the
death penalty lightly.
Well, listen, I'll be in
the office tomorrow.
We can work on it
together, all right?
Look down there at the
decadence of that place.
Do you approve of the drinking?
The drugs?
I approve
of their freedom to choose.
To me, they are
worse than infidels.
They have strayed
from the path
and lost their faith.
What are you here for, Sadik?
25 years ago this month.
Does that mean anything to you?
25 years...
The Iranian Revolution.
The fall of the Shah
and the Peacock Throne.
Very good.
When I was nine years old,
I saw Ruhollah
Khomeini in person
and a vision opened up
within me of a world of justice
and peace, Sarah, under Islam.
And a few months later,
my father was murdered
at the hands of the
Shah's secret police.
And I found myself walking
the streets of Tehran alone,
past the people
in their rich attire
in their Mercedes, and
their-their nightclubs.
And you hated them.
40 days after my
father was killed,
again I was in the streets,
but this time,
I was in the vanguard
of a great army.
Tehran was in flames.
The war had begun.
And now the armies in Tehran
are pro-Western,
and want reform.
Time and history
are against you.
Your sense of
history is shortsighted.
Would you like to know the
secret of America's downfall?
Here, everything is for sale.
Your government
goes to the Middle East
to look for weapons
of mass destruction.
Everyone knows the
weapons are here,
and, like everything else,
they can be bought here.
And diamonds are
better than money.
Greed is the one human weakness
that can always be exploited.
Are you above greed?
Is there anything that you
would give up your jihad for?
Are you making
me an offer, Sarah?
Do I have something you want?
You are an intelligent,
beautiful woman.
All men want...
All men want what?
What their mothers
could never give them.
What do you want?
I want...
tea.
Make it for me.
Like a good Muslim woman.
So what's next, Sadik?
Convert me to Islam?
You revealed yourself to me
when we were in Paraguay, Sarah.
You were pretending
to be a man's wife,
pretending to carry a child.
But when I saw
through the illusion,
I realized...
you are pretending
to be a woman.
You are without a husband,
without children.
You live a barren
life in a prison of fear.
And you've come to set me free.
I have helped many
others to understand
that only in Islam
can you be truly free.
Free to do what?
Cover every inch of my
body, never leave the house?
If you lived a true Muslim life,
then, yes,
you would be free in your soul.
You'd still have
all your strength,
but also you would have purity.
You would wear the
hejab and live with dignity,
not dress like a whore,
and live like one.
I'm offering you
a choice, Sarah.
If you want to live
like those people in
the nightclub below,
then the only purification
you can hope for is death.
But you'd want to
humiliate me first.
Torture me.
Once you'd convinced yourself
that I'm a whore,
maybe then you'd find
your manhood, Sadik.
You won't be
afraid of this body.
You could use me
and throw me away.
Be careful.
You're afraid...
of a woman making tea.
I'm beginning to understand
that what attracts you to me
is the same thing
that angers you...
My independence.
Those kids in that nightclub
are free to choose
how they want to live,
and you can't stand that.
So what are you
going to do, kill them?
My God, you are.
The direction your
country is taking
defines the
direction I must take.
You plan to attack a nightclub
full of innocent people?
No one in America is innocent!
Wake up, Sarah!
Isn't yours a government
of and by its people?
So when your government kills
from a great distance,
with their smart bombs
and their missiles in the
most cowardly manner,
isn't the blood that's
shed on your hands
and theirs?
You believe in
the death penalty, yes?
So do I.
9/11 was only the beginning.
You equate
blowing up a
nightclub with 9/11?
Oh, I could see the Stinger
missiles in Paraguay.
Blowing a civilian
airliner out of the sky
with U.S.-made missiles...
Cowardly, but dramatic.
Slaughtering a bunch of kids
while you watch from a distance?
You're scraping
the bottom, Sadik.
Your tea's ready.
The bomb in the
nightclub isn't my mission.
I wanted you to witness it
so you would believe the truth
that you are not safe unless you
are under my protection.
I can strike anywhere I desire.
Here, or in your
JAG parking lot,
or at the heart of America.
Perhaps you are
familiar with the term,
"permissive action link".
Yes, I know what that is.
It's the triggering device
for a nuclear weapon.
Do you have one?
Soon.
From your arsenal,
bought and paid for
with your diamonds.
Who's it for?
Someone who will
put it to good use.
Do you see how you
need me to protect you?
So somebody has a nuke,
but they don't have
the PAL to set it off.
Where are you getting it from?
I've said enough.
I am impressed.
Just bombing a nightclub
seemed out of character for you.
So when is this going to happen?
In less than ten minutes.
Ten minutes.
Sadik, how can I
make you call this off?
What can I do?
There... there
must be something.
What is that?
What's what?
Attention, this is the
DC Police Department.
Keep going! Go! Go!
Please leave the area
in an orderly fashion.
What have you done?
Don't lie to me.
I'm not weak
and I'm not barren
and I'm not a whore!
That was for Harm.
This one's for Clayton Webb.
Move, move.
Stand down, Colonel.
It's over.
Are you all right?
Got another body in here. Yeah.
I'm sorry.
For what?
For killing him.
He could have told us who
he was getting the PAL from.
He could've killed you first.
I'm not sorry.