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You, Manny, wake up.

Good day.

I just... All right, I just wanna take
a few photos. Journalist.

There, there. That's it, yeah.

Happy snaps
for the wife and kiddies.

What?

All right, general.
Don't get your knickers in a knot.

Come on, Marines. On your feet.

- What about the gunny?
- He's dead.

I ain't leaving him.

Get out of here.
Move, move. Let's go. Come on.

Come on. Let's go. Let's go.

- Hey, this is for the gunny.
- No, sergeant, no!

Damn it, Marine.

An extraction team. Pull back.

Move, move, move!

Marines!

Let's get the hell out of here.

Cover me!

Baby. Oh, baby.

Back to the LZ. Move out. Move out.

Go, go, go.

Baby.

Baby.

Following in his father's footsteps
as a Naval aviator,

Lieutenant Commander
Harmon Rabb Jr.

Suffered a crash while landing
his Tomcat

on a storm-tossed carrier at sea.

Diagnosed with night blindness,

Harm transferred to the Navy's
Judge Advocate General Corps,

which investigates, defends
and prosecutes the law of the sea.

There, with fellow JAG lawyer
Major Sarah MacKenzie,

he now fights in and out
of the courtroom

with the same daring and tenacity
that made him a top gun in the air.

Yesterday, a Marine Expeditionary Unit
sent a recon team into Haiti.

Well, it's about time.
It's been a week since those rebels

overran the food depot,
took our Marines prisoner.

Six days.

I understand the mission
was successful, sir.

Define successful. We got our troops
out, the ones that were still alive.

There were some casualties.

More than 20 villagers
killed in bloody firefight.

Even allowing for media inflation,
that's a lot of noncombatants dead.

The White House agrees. They wanna
know who authorised our troops

to invade a foreign country
and kill innocent civilians.

The joint chiefs, I imagine.

COMCARIB says
they issued orders not to invade.

Who was the unit commander?

Lieutenant Colonel John Farrow.

So you wanna tell me
about Colonel Farrow?

He was CO of Headquarters
and Service Battalion on Okinawa.

I was his admin officer.
How'd you know?

Your mouth does
a funny little upturn thing

when you're hiding something.

So, what's he like?

Excellent leader. Honourable man.

Overall, an outstanding officer.

What else?

What "what else"?

Your mouth is doing
that funny thing again.

Colonel Farrow is the reason
I'm a lawyer.

The Corps put me through law school
based on his recommendation.

- That's it?
- What are you looking for?

Nothing.

I just wanna make sure we're entering
this enquiry with open minds.

My mind's open.

But if the politicians want
a scapegoat,

I'll be damned
if I'll give them Colonel Farrow.

Well, so long as you have
an open mind.

Captain Banes, you led the operation
code-named Manta Ray, correct?

- Yes, ma'am.
- And the objective was to?

To extract Marines being held
by rebel forces in Haiti, ma'am.

Who ordered execution
of that operation?

Operation Manta Ray,
Order Number Alpha-57329

to be executed at 0430 Zulu,
17 September, 1900...

We read the op. Order, captain.

What we're asking is,
who told you to go in?

Lieutenant Colonel Farrow
gave the final order, sir.

What was in the message
Colonel Farrow received?

I was not privy to that, ma'am.

Were the orders
to hold execution of Manta Ray?

You'll have to ask Colonel Farrow
about that, commander.

Enter.

Sir, Lieutenant Commander Rabb
and...

Mac.

Or should I say Major MacKenzie?

- It's good to see you.
- It's good to see you too, sir.

- Corporal, thank you. That will be all.
- Yes, sir.

- Commander Rabb.
- Colonel.

- Sit, please. Mac.
- Engineering officer to the boiler room.

Engineering officer
to the boiler room.

So how much trouble am I in, Mac?

Well, that depends
on what you tell us, sir.

Colonel, we're here to investigate

into circumstances
surrounding Operation Manta Ray.

Commander, let me make it easy.

I gave the order, I'll take the heat.

Nobody's faulting anyone, sir.

Well, I doubt they sent two JAG officers
1200 miles to mete out credit.

By "take the heat," are you saying
you disobeyed a direct order, sir?

- Commander...
- Sir, I'd like to advise you,

you don't have to make any statement
regarding the suspected offence.

Any statement you do make may
be used against you in a court-martial.

- I don't think...
- You have the right to counsel,

which I strongly advise you
to exercise, sir.

Well, you shut that down right quick.

You encouraged a suspect
to incriminate himself

without giving him
his Article 31 warnings.

This is an enquiry.
There are no charges pending.

Well, there could be
based on his admission.

Hey, Mac, I didn't do anything we
haven't done dozens of times before.

- What is this guy to you, anyway?
- That is none of your business.

You wanna play it this way? Fine.

Admiral Colter sent an order
telling Colonel Farrow to wait.

Was that order received?

We can't say for sure at this time,
Mr. Secretary.

- I thought you had a report.
- Preliminary only.

Rabb and MacKenzie
are two of my best.

If there is a case to be made,
they will make it.

American troops
shooting women and children.

You know what the world is saying?
My Lai.

With all due respect, Mr. Secretary,
this is not Vietnam.

Nevertheless, the president
is concerned and so am I.

Understood. Yet I can't help but feel

that the Marines
that were captured and tortured

would not share your concern.

Our men's welfare weighed heavily
on our decision not to go in.

Apparently not heavily enough.

The government
was resolving the matter diplomatically

to avoid more bloodshed.

By negotiating with thugs?

It was being handled.

I'm directing Admiral Colter
to file charges against Colonel Farrow.

I think that's premature, sir.

The president wants
the guilty punished

and steps taken to assure that this
type of contravention is not repeated.

I concur.

I understand, Mr. Secretary.

Do you, admiral?

Enter.

If you're busy, I can come back.

No, come on in, Sarah. Please.

You look tired, John.

Well, it's been an interesting week.

- How you been?
- Good.

- I've thought of you often.
- And I you.

Followed your career
with great interest.

Thanks to you, I have a career.

Oh, I think you would have managed
just fine without me.

You have a killer instinct, which I've
never really appreciated until now.

Excuse me?

Admiral's mast?

For disobeying a superior officer.

- You seem surprised.
- I am.

Why?
You made the recommendation.

- No.
- Could have come to me first.

- You owe me that much.
- John, I have never lied to you.

I won't start now.
I didn't know about this.

Well, either way, I intend to forgo
the Admiral's mast.

- Well, you don't have a choice.
- Oh, yes, I do.

I'm requesting a court-martial.

You've pulled some sneaky,
deceitful moves on me,

but this is too slimy, even for you.

Hey, you wanna power down
and tell me what this is about?

Reporting to Chegwidden
behind my back.

Recommending an Admiral's mast.
Article 90. Ring a bell?

- Hey, I sent in a report, yeah.
- Behind my back.

As primary investigator,
that's my prerogative.

But I didn't make
a recommendation.

Why didn't you discuss it
with me first?

Because frankly,
I don't believe you're objective.

Maybe I'm not.

But you could have given me
the benefit of the doubt.

It's a done deal, Mac.

With all due respect, sir,
we haven't submitted our final report.

Not that I have to explain myself
to you, major,

but SECNAV
is very interested in this case.

He wants a quick resolution.

Then I assume
our involvement is over, sir?

This is a politically sensitive
high-profile case

and I want my best people on it.

Besides, the defence counsel
is a formidable opponent.

Well, who would that be, sir?

Me.

SECNAV wants me to defend
Colonel Farrow.

Admiral, you can't.

- Why not?
- Well,

for one thing, we'd be adversaries.

So? Just treat me
like any opposing counsel.

I'm sure you'll rise to the occasion,
commander.

But you're the JAG, sir.
The reviewing authority.

Not on this case.

SECNAV's designated
the General Counsel of the Navy

- as the reviewing authority.
- But you're our commanding officer.

Major, do you think I'd be so small
and petty I'd treat you unfairly

just because we were adversaries
in the courtroom?

- Yes, sir. No, sir.
- Admiral.

You haven't litigated in years, sir.

- Do you...?
- Do I still have the chops?

I guess we'll find out, won't we?

Look, administration needs to show

that they still have control
of the military.

But at the same time,

they don't wanna appear
to be railroading a respected officer.

It's called politics.

Admiral, I'd like to request that
the major be removed from this case

because of a personal attachment
to the accused.

Major?

Sir, my personal relationship
with Colonel Farrow

will not affect the performance
of my duties.

Good.

See you in court, counsellors.

What was that?

I was trying to get you out of it.

By accusing me of bias?

Next time, don't help me, okay?

I'm sure you meant well, sir.

Spying on us already, Ensign Sims?

Sir, I gave the ensign permission

to borrow some files
that the IG requested.

You really are spying.

Just because I'm working
for the inspector general

doesn't mean I'm always inspecting.

The commander's teasing.

Aren't you, sir?

Welcome aboard, Harriet.
Congratulations on your new position.

Thank you, sir.

I'll get these back to you ASAP,
lieutenant.

Bud, I need you to research
wilful-disobedience cases,

particularly in combat situations.

Commander, excuse me,

but if this is pertaining
to the Farrow court-martial,

I'm assisting the admiral.

Oh, all right.

- I'm really sorry.
- It's okay.

I'd rather work with you, sir.
I mean, no disrespect to the admiral.

It's all right, Bud.

Some lawyers don't want their clients
to reveal all the facts.

They feel it hampers their defence.

I'm not that kind of lawyer.

Good. I'm not that kind of client.

Colonel, why don't you describe
the events leading up to the strike?

I received orders from COMCARIB.

"Ready a strike force at 0430 Zulu
to extract the captured Marines. "

My men were ready at 0230.

And then 10 minutes before zero hour,
I got a message from Admiral Colter:

"State Department
making efforts to resolve.

Hold execution
of Operation Manta Ray

pending further notice. "

Sir, we just got the word
they killed another Marine.

I know.

We're ready to go in, colonel.

They are killing our men one by one

and dragging their bodies
through the streets.

If we don't go now,
there won't be anyone left to rescue.

I'm aware of the situation, captain.

Then do I have the word
to commence the extraction, sir?

Commence the extraction.

Aye, aye, sir.

Did you consider sending a message
back to Admiral Colter?

By the time COMCARIB
ran it by the politicians,

it would have been too late.

So you disobeyed the order.

Yes, sir, I did.

So, what am I facing?

Worst-case scenario.

Plead not guilty and convicted,
dishonourable discharge,

loss of pay, five years federal prison.

What if I plead guilty?

We can negotiate.

Your career will be over.
I think we can avoid prison.

I couldn't stand by
and let my men be murdered,

even if it meant disobeying an order.

I want that on the record, sir.

Then that's gonna be our theme.

Welfare of your men
over your career.

In the case of the United States v.
Lieutenant Colonel John Farrow,

the defendant is accused
of violation of Article 90:

Disobeying a superior officer.

The court accepts
the defendant's plea of not guilty.

Proceed.

Your Honour, the government will show
that Colonel Farrow,

in wilful and flagrant violation
of a direct order,

commanded his men to attack
the village in Haiti.

Colonel Farrow demonstrated initiative
and moral courage

in a life-or-death situation.

He did what good Marines
are trained to do:

React quickly and effectively,

with the welfare of his troops
uppermost in his mind.

Admiral Colter,
did you order Colonel Farrow

to hold execution
of Operation Manta Ray?

- Yes, I did.
- May I ask why you did so, sir?

Apparently, the diplomats wanted
another crack at resolving the crisis.

Any other reason, sir?

There were also some concerns

our intel reports regarding civilians
in the area were incomplete.

Incomplete in what way, sir?

Numbers,
proximity to the target zone.

So you were concerned about
endangering innocent lives.

- Correct?
- Correct.

I can understand
why you chose to wait.

Objection. Counsel is editorializing.

Sustained. Members will disregard
counsel's last comment.

No further questions, Your Honour.

Admiral, did your intel reports
confirm the fact

that rebels were killing and mutilating
U.S. Marines?

Affirmative. Five Marines
were taken prisoner, three were killed.

Based on your knowledge
and experience,

what would have been the fate
of those remaining two Marines

- had they not been rescued?
- Objection. Speculation.

Overruled.

I have no doubt they would
have been butchered as well.

Farrow told me to proceed
with the operation.

Were you aware
of Admiral Colter's message to wait?

No, sir, I was not.

But if I were,
I'd have gone ahead anyway.

You'd be accountable for the slaughter
of women and children

along with Colonel Farrow,
wouldn't you, captain?

Objection.
Counsel is badgering the witness.

Sustained. That will be
enough of that, commander.

Captain, why would you
have gone ahead anyway?

Objection, Your Honour.

The witness' hypothetical conduct
is irrelevant.

It was mentioned in direct

since counsel failed
to have the comment stricken.

You may pursue it in cross.

The witness
will answer the question.

Our guys
were on a humanitarian mission

to feed starving people, sir.

They did not deserve
to be murdered.

I'm sorry civilians died.
Sometimes that happens in a war.

Captain Banes, what would you do
if a Marine under your command

disobeyed an order?

- Depending on the severity...
- Well, let's say it was very severe.

I'd charge him with DDO.

Direct disobedience of an order.
Thank you, captain.

DDO reference was exactly
what Commander Rabb wanted.

You know, Harm was good,
but you should've seen the admiral.

- Yeah?
- Where do you want these?

Over there on the shelf.
I'll sort them out later.

Yeah, the admiral took
the prosecution's witnesses

and turned them right around.

- He was brilliant.
- Well.

Here's...

Here's to brilliance.

But...

- What's the matter?
- Nothing, but...

Are we moving too fast?

No, no, no. The speed's just right,

only I think we need to talk
about a few things before...

Bud, I'm not asking
for more than right now,

if that's what's worrying you.

No, no.

It's just that I went
and got tested last week

and I'm waiting for the results.

Tested?

Not that I had any reason to.

I mean,
I really haven't been with that many...

No. No, it's a good idea.
I should do the exact same thing.

You?

You know, Bud,
I did have a life before this.

But I have a feeling
the best is yet to come.

Colonel Farrow, they're calling you
"the Butcher of Palma Christi."

- How do you respond to that?
- No comment.

- What made you decide to fight this?
- Did you consider resigning?

What are your feelings
about this photo?

I've been in combat before, but this
was as bad as anything I've ever seen.

Bad? In what way?

Bullets flying.
People running every which way.

- But the worst was the kids.
- What about the kids?

Screams, terror,

little ones holding their hands up
in front of them

like they could stop the bullets.

Why did the rebels
allow you to photograph them?

They want the world to know
they're freedom fighters,

opposing a tyrannical government
which you blokes support.

So you say a rebel guerrilla
used this child as a shield?

- Right.
- The same rebels...

Excuse me, freedom fighters
that held our Marines captive?

Yeah.

This is the mentality of the men

that our government
was trying to negotiate with.

Objection.
Defence counsel is stating an opinion.

Withdrawn.

Can you say for certain
that child was killed by a Marine?

No.

Another rebel could have shot him.

- Possibly.
- Possibly.

If the extraction force had not gone in,

if Colonel Farrow
had not disobeyed orders,

would this boy be alive today?

- Objection. Speculation.
- Withdrawn.

I think we all know
the answer anyway.

My compliments to you
and the commander.

The photo blowup
was a specially nice touch.

Just doing my job, colonel.
I take no pleasure in it.

What, do you think
I took pleasure in what I did, Mac?

What am I? A heartless slaughterer
of women and children?

It's not appropriate for me
to discuss this with you.

Excuse me, sir.

Defence will call their first witness.

Your Honour,
may it please the court...

...I have something to say.
- Go ahead, colonel.

I would like to change my plea
to guilty.

I don't like surprises, admiral.

Did you advise your client
to change his plea?

Of course not, Your Honour.
I'm as surprised as you are.

With the court's indulgence,
I'd like a continuance.

Your Honour, excuse me.
Why draw this out?

The defendant admits his guilt.
Let's move on.

I'd like to speak to my client,
if that's all right with you, commander.

The prosecution has no problem...

Your Honour, the government
is prepared to move on.

This is nothing more than a delaying
tactic to postpone the inevitable.

Counsel's case is so weak
he can't withstand a brief delay...

Gentlemen, gentlemen, please.

Commander Rabb, do you want
your objection on the record?

No, Your Honour.
It was merely an observation.

Then I will grant the continuance.

Admiral, you have one day
to confer with your client.

Yes, ma'am.

- Do you have a death wish?
- Why do you say that?

Why were you being
such a jerk in there?

Hey, just doing the job.

Needling the opposition
is part of trying a case.

- Yeah, but the admiral?
- Hey, Rabb, nice try.

Thank you, sir.

- Congratulations, admiral.
- For what?

Client crapped out
without warning, sir.

Now you can argue for leniency.
Better for everyone.

Oh, I see.

Farrow retires, matter's closed.

Exactly.

You expected me to lose, didn't you?

Well, that's a pointless question now,
isn't it, admiral?

Not to me, it isn't.

We expected you to assure

that Colonel Farrow would get
a fair hearing, which you've done.

No, I haven't.

But I will.

Excuse me, Mr. Secretary.
I have a client to defend.

I rang the doorbell.
Nobody answered.

Thought you were a reporter.

Pull up a chair, sir.

- Drink, admiral?
- Thanks.

Well, if I'm gonna sit in your backyard
and drink that excellent single malt,

you'd better call me A.J.

All right. John.

Oh, that's for a rat
that's been squatting under my house.

Isn't that how we deal
with problems, A. J?

We kill them?

So why'd you quit?

You chose this fight,
now you're running from it. Why?

I never ran from a fight in my life.

This isn't a fight. It's a damn circus.

I'm a sideshow freak.
It's movie rights, for God's sakes.

Oh, I see.

You expected
the Marquis of Queensbury rules?

Tell the world my side
and they all applaud?

Forget that, John.
This is jungle warfare.

Rat-maze tunnels
with booby traps and scorpions.

It's worse than that.
It's politicians and reporters.

There you go.

They're taking military bashing
to an art form in this country.

You got that right.

All a bunch of sexist, lecherous,

adulterous,
blood-thirsty megalomaniacs.

That's us. The Army's worse.

So, what's the point?

The point is, you claim
to have something to say. Say it.

To who? Those that know, know.

Those that don't, they don't care.

No, I need to go gently.

For the sake of the service.

John, this country can't afford
to throw away men like you.

For the sake of the service,
you gotta stay and fight.

Damn, those rats are quick.

You wanna come up?

No, court tomorrow and I still gotta
read two chapters on legal ethics.

- Rain cheque?
- You got it.

Wait, I wanna show you something.

Bud, here?

It's my test results.

Test results? Okay.

Negative. Congratulations.

If that's the word you use.

- I get mine back tomorrow.
- Are you worried?

Not that you'd have
any reason to be.

I'm... I'm sorry.

I'm feeling very awkward right now.

I'll be so glad when we can put this
behind us and just move forward.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Does the defendant
maintain his plea of guilty?

No, Your Honour, the defence wishes
to withdraw its guilty plea and proceed.

Is this true, Colonel Farrow?

Yes, ma'am.

I lost the bubble for a minute.
My attorney has squared me away.

Very well. Proceed.

The defence calls Lieutenant Colonel
John Farrow to the stand.

Did you disregard
Admiral Colter's order?

No, sir.
I regarded his order very closely.

- Then I chose to disobey it.
- Why?

Because compliance
would have been failing in my duty

to my country and my corps.

Well, doesn't your duty
include obeying orders?

Yes, sir, it does.

Did you consider your action
would jeopardise your career?

Yes, I did.

So why did you do it?

Diplomats 1,200 miles away
were talking

while Marines
were being butchered.

That's fine.
That's what diplomats do.

But I'm a Marine.

And if I did nothing,
how would I ever lead again?

Capable officers
are leaving the military every day

because our leaders put their political
self-interest above what's right.

I used to love our heroes
in this country.

People of integrity who acted
without waiting for permission

from a dozen committees.

Now it's all "protect your ass,"

or the bureaucrats will bring you down
and the media will pick you clean.

I'm not saying I'm a hero.

I'm just a man who was forced
to make a decision.

Thank you, colonel.

I have just one question, colonel.

Did you disobey a direct order, sir?

I've obeyed orders all my life.

But if I'd obeyed that one,

then I would be guilty.

The answer's yes.

Your Honour, the defence rests.

We'll reconvene Monday morning
0900 for closing arguments.

Sir, the admiral wants
to see you ASAP.

All right.

Close the hatch.

Let me ask you something,
commander.

What do you think of my putting
Colonel Farrow on the stand today?

Frankly, sir,
I thought it was a poor tactic.

Why is that?

He was vulnerable.

I could've twisted his words,
painted him arrogant.

- You didn't. You let him off the hook.
- I made my case, admiral.

No point in kicking a man
when he's down.

You really do think he's a hero,
don't you?

I don't give a damn
whether you think he's a hero or Hitler.

I want you to go at him
with everything you got,

and then I want you to go out
and get him more.

Admiral, the court members
know he's guilty.

You don't get it, do you?

It's the public
that is judging this case.

The press is circling like vultures,

waiting for a chance
to scream whitewash.

I do not wanna give them
that chance.

And I do not want an acquittal
due to inadequate prosecution.

Either do your job or step down.

Do we have an understanding,
commander?

We do, sir.

Dismissed.

Aye, aye, sir.

Thanks for coming
on such short notice.

Not a problem, commander.

Yeah, give me something cold
and dark on tap, please, love.

Bloody beauts, aren't they?

Mother and child is my favourite,
of course.

- Might even win you a Pulitzer.
- Never occurred to me.

- What's this?
- What?

The mother can see
who shot her child.

No, it's too dark to tell
if the shooter's American.

The photo's useless
as evidence, isn't it?

Unless I can get her to testify.

Yeah, well, she's not here,
is she, mate?

- Oh, hold on, mate.
- I can get us there.

You know the geography.
You're the perfect cover.

Even if you could find her,
why would she come with you?

Her child's been killed.
She'll wanna testify.

She'll want retribution.

Look, you'll have an exclusive.
That would be worth the Pulitzer.

No. No way. Not me, mate. No.

Now, remember,
you let me do all the talking, all right?

Any chance I could stop you?

For a second there,
I thought we were in for it.

- We're not?
- No. These aren't guerrillas.

Just regular army.

That's a relief.

Yeah. Yeah, all right. All right, mate.

We're photographers. Get it?

From the Melbourne Chronicle.

- Open the bags.
- Yeah, all right.

There.

Why are you here?

We're on a photographic tour
of your country.

Yeah,
kind of a National Geographic thing.

Rebel outlaws are in the area.
We can't guarantee your safety.

We understand.
Thank you, lieutenant.

- Likely we'll find her in there.
- How do you know?

Because she's the teacher.
And that's their little red school house.

Good day, mates.
Can I take a picture?

Yeah? Come on, come on, come on.
Move over here.

Let's have a nice one of you.
You can sit down on there.

That's right. You, you're next.
Maybe one foot up?

Oh, yeah. Right. Right.

Hold on. Hold it like that.
That's good. All right.

My name is Antoinette. Robert?

My name is Robert.

Mrs. Malidor,
may I have a word with you, please?

I already talked to reporters.
I have nothing to say to you.

Ma'am, I'm not a reporter.
I'm an American Naval Officer.

My name is Harmon Rabb.
I need your help.

Is the government prepared
to deliver closing arguments?

- No, Your Honour, we are not.
- You're not?

May it please the court,

the government would like
to reopen its case, ma'am.

I strongly object to this.

On what basis do you wish
to reopen, commander?

The government has recently
come into new information, ma'am,

which bears a direct and cogent impact
on this case.

And what is the nature
of this information?

- A new witness has come forth.
- This is absurd.

And this witness was not available
during the trial?

No, Your Honour, she was not.

Sidebar.

All right, commander,
what is this about?

There's a side to this story which
hasn't been told yet, Your Honour.

- Which side?
- The victims'.

The witness is Antoinette Malidor,
the mother in the photo.

Your Honour, there's no relevance.

The issue is, was the defendant
justified in disobeying an order?

I mean, what new information could
this unfortunate woman possibly offer?

Excuse me, Your Honour.

The mother's testimony
goes to consequences

of Colonel Farrow's actions,

which has a direct impact
on the justification issue.

Why didn't you bring
this woman forward sooner?

Mrs. Malidor lives in a remote village
in Haiti.

She was somewhat unavailable.

I'm not even sure it's legal
that she's in the country.

That's between Commander Rabb
and lmmigration.

Your Honour, this woman
has suffered immeasurable loss

due to a United States
Military action.

It seems to me the least we can do
is hear her story.

Your Honour, this is a court-martial,
not Geraldo.

I know what this is, admiral.

I would like to hear
what Mrs. Malidor has to say.

And you will have ample opportunity
to cross-examine, counsellor.

All right, commander, major,

you may reopen your case
and call your witness.

Prosecution calls Antoinette Malidor.

Do you affirm the evidence you give
shall be the truth,

the whole truth
and nothing but the truth?

I do.

Please state your name
and occupation.

Antoinette Malidor.

I am a teacher
in Palma Christi, Haiti.

Thank you. Please be seated.

Mrs. Malidor, I think it's safe to say

the entire world grieves with you
over your loss.

Can you tell us what happened
the night your son died?

My son didn't die,
Lieutenant Commander Rabb.

My son was killed
by a soldier's bullet.

Yes, ma'am.

We were sleeping.

Then there was shouting
and gunfire.

Bullets came through the walls.

We covered our children
with our bodies.

Then my husband shouted:

"Run, or we'll all die."

So we ran out the back.

Peter, he...

He ran out first.

What happened next?

A rebel soldier grabbed Peter and...

And held him as a shield.

Like a piece of wood.

When the soldier dropped Peter?

He was dead.

Who killed your son, Mrs. Malidor?

- Soldiers.
- American soldiers?

Objection. Even if Mrs. Malidor
knows who shot her son,

that fact is irrelevant to this case.

Your Honour, I intend
to establish a causal relationship

between Colonel Farrow's action
and the death of this woman's son.

The identity of the shooter
is a crucial link in that chain.

Your Honour, this issue here is,

was Colonel Farrow justified
in sending in his men

based on the information
he had at that time?

I'm afraid your chain's going to have
a missing link, commander.

I'm sustaining the objection.

Mrs. Malidor,

do you blame Colonel Farrow
for your son's death?

- Yes.
- Thank you, Mrs. Malidor.

No further questions, Your Honour.

And I blame you.

And you.

And you.

- Mrs. Malidor...
- I blame all of you

because you stand by
and do nothing.

- Your Honour.
- She's your witness.

You asked the question.
Let her speak.

I agree.

Go on, Mrs. Malidor.

The rebel soldiers come.

They rape, murder,
take our children and train them to kill,

and you do nothing!

So rich, you send us food and shovels,
but you don't protect us.

Even when your own people are killed,
you do nothing.

Finally, finally, this one,
this one sends in soldiers to fight

and now you want to punish him.

I don't understand your country.

Do you?

You could've told me.

- There was no time.
- Bull.

You've been running this case
without me from the get-go.

I knew
you were emotionally involved.

When have emotions ever stopped me
from doing my job?

No, they certainly didn't stop you today.
It was a nice save on that sidebar.

Thank you.

Maybe I didn't give you
the benefit of the doubt.

No, you didn't.

Well, I know one thing.

I'd rather have you on my team
than opposing me.

Is that an apology?

Consider it more
an acknowledgement.

Acknowledgement accepted.

Verdict's in.

General Parham,
have the members reached a finding?

Yes, we have, ma'am.

Please return it to the president.

Colonel Farrow,
will you and your counsel please rise?

General Parham, would you announce
the finding, please?

Lieutenant Colonel John Farrow,

this court-martial finds you guilty
of all charges and specifications.

Is defence ready to proceed
with sentencing?

Yes, Your Honour.

General Parham, would you announce
the sentence, please?

Lieutenant Colonel John Farrow,

this court-martial sentences you
to no punishment awarded.

This court-martial is adjourned.

- What's it all mean?
- It means they heard you, colonel.

Public opinion changed.
You're a hero.

Congratulations, sir. Job well done.

Sorry, admiral.

- Congratulations, admiral.
- Commander.

First-year-law-student mistake.

Never ask a witness a question
you don't know the answer to.

He knew, sir.

He knew.