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Are you crazy?
I could've killed you.

- What are you doing?
- I need to talk to you.

Were you following me?

I can't believe this.
We have nothing to talk about.

Two minutes.

I know that you think
that I betrayed you

by copying that file in your apartment,
and maybe I did.

But I was doing my job.

And I don't trust you.

We've been through this before.
The point is...

The point is that I love you.

And I'm not gonna let you go
without a fight.

Dalton, it's over.

Not for me.

Stop following me.

Mac.

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.

I had a stalker once, ma'am.
In college.

After the first date, this guy decides
we're soul mates, right?

So he keeps following me
and calling me all the time.

So how did you get rid of him?

I started dating
a 200-pound fullback.

I don't know any fullbacks, and...

Besides, Dalton's not stalking me.

Yeah, still, it's a little creepy.
Just be careful, ma'am.

- Careful of what?
- Nothing.

Let's go, Bud.
The meeting's started.

Sir, I thought you might like
to see this.

Way to go, Bud. Aced his law finals.

Excellent grades. Congratulations.

Thank you, ma'am, sir.

Seaman Ray Costanza allegedly sold
counterfeit watches to his shipmates.

"Bolex."

When the XO caught him,
he tried to eat the evidence.

Tried to eat a watch?

That watch, sir.

Next.

We're defending Chief Petty Officer
Anthony Sevalas

on assault and battery, sir.
Trial's next week.

Is a trial necessary?

Victim claims chief beat her.
He says he didn't.

Isn't the victim a prostitute?

That doesn't make it okay
to use her as a punching bag.

I didn't say that it did.

I take it you don't believe
in your client's innocence, major?

Sir, Chief Petty Officer Sevalas
is a liar and a bully.

Whom we will defend zealously, sir.

Yes, sir. Zealously.

Good.

Mr. Roberts,
I hear you scored top grades

on your law school finals.

- Well done.
- Thank you, sir.

Hard work pays off.

I'm assigning you
extra legal responsibilities.

JAGMAN investigations,

maybe even trial counsel
for special court-martials.

Me, sir?

Cmdr. Rabb and Major MacKenzie
think you're ready. I agree.

You'll train Ensign Sims to take over
some of your administrative duties.

- Is that a problem?
- Oh, no, sir.

- No, sir.
- Good.

Excuse me, admiral, but you're due
at Dulles in one hour, sir.

Right.

Oh, I'm having a little gathering
at my home Thursday evening.

Nothing fancy or formal.

Light buffet, cocktails, whatever.
You're all invited.

The uniform of the day, sir?

Informal civilian attire.

Dismissed.

Has the admiral
ever thrown a party before?

- Not to my knowledge.
- Not to anyone's knowledge.

As you were, chief.

Thank you, sir, ma'am.

Court-martial starts Monday.

Well, I'm not too worried.

Not with you two working
on my case.

I wanna thank you
for keeping me out of the brig.

Well, you're not considered
a flight risk.

We wanna go over the facts
of the case again

to make sure
we haven't missed anything.

Yes, ma'am.

You admit
to paying Alicia Mars for sex.

Roger that, sir.

She's a hooker, I used her services.

Excuse me, ma'am.

It's a little late for delicacy
at this point, Chief Sevalas.

You mean you had sex with her?

Yes, ma'am. I admit that.

Unless I shouldn't admit that, sir?

We want the whole truth.

The whole truth?

No, ma'am, l...

- I don't think you want the whole truth.
- Just...

Chief, you're looking
at six months' labour

and a bad-conduct discharge.

If I were you, I would wipe that smirk
off my face,

kill the jokes, and stick to the facts.

Sorry, sir. I meant no disrespect.

But if going
with a prostitute's a crime,

then half the sailors I know
would be behind bars.

Oh, it's a crime, chief.

But the one you're charged with
is assault and battery.

I didn't hit her, sir.

Maybe it was her pimp
who beat her up.

She pulled you out of a line-up.

It's her word against mine.

Why would she lie?

She's a whore, sir.

That doesn't make her a liar.

I respect women, major.

I don't hit them.

Look, why don't you let me
handle Sevalas from now on?

You have a problem
with the way I'm handling the case?

No, you're handling it great
for a prosecutor.

We both know he's guilty.

No, we don't know that, Mac.

Look, I realise how you feel
about abusive men, and I understand.

- But...
- You don't have to worry about me.

I'm not worried about you.
It's Sevalas I'm worried about.

Sarah?

I'm not following you,
I have business here.

- Don't let me keep you from it.
- What are you afraid of?

- Let go of me.
- Is there a problem here?

Nothing that concerns you.

- Mac, are you all right?
- She's fine.

For once,
admit that you have real feelings.

You can't run away
your whole life, Sarah.

- Let her go.
- This is none of your business.

Let it go. Walk away.

Your photographs don't do you justice.
You are beautiful.

No, pap�. I'm just average, but you...

You get that a lot here.

So how long are you gonna be here
in Washington?

A day or two.

I must be in New York
for the Prada opening.

That is why the magazine
sent me here.

So you are gonna be here
Thursday night?

Yes. Why, what is Thursday?

I planned a little party

and I wanna introduce you
to some people.

Well, you're not afraid to be alone
with me now, are you, pap�?

No, of course not.

No, I just...

I wanna show off my daughter.

I would love to come to your party.

So tell me about
all the beautiful women in your life.

Hi, leave a message.

I'll get back to you
as soon as possible.

Sarah? I know you're there.

Can you pick up?

Okay, so that's it?

One transgression and it's over?

You know,
even God forgives more than that.

I'm just gonna keep calling
until you answer.

- I don't care if it takes all night, I'm...
- This has to stop now.

I know, and it will.

Just hear me out one last time,
and then I'll walk away.

One last time.

McMurphy's? In an hour?

Yeah, fine. And, Dalton.

This is the last time.

Okay.

How are you?

What'll it be this evening?

I'll have a tonic water
with a squeeze of lime, please.

Coming right up.

- Keys.
- What?

Keys.

Okay.

Wallet. Hurry.

All right, take it easy.

- We don't have a problem here.
- The watch.

It's self-winding.

- What was that?
- That was a backfire.

That was no backfire.

Oh, my God.

Dalton.

Dalton, can you hear me?

Sarah?

You were shot. Hang in there, okay?

You're gonna be all right.

Somebody call 911!

I'll make the call.

Don't try to talk.

Yes. I always will.

Did he say anything to you
before he died?

No, nothing.

Major, witnesses say
he talked to you.

Well, if you know the answer
to the question, Coster, why ask it?

Rabb.

Are you okay?
I got here as fast I could.

Dalton's dead.

I know he is.

What happened, detective?

Looks like a carjack
and a robbery gone sour.

What, did Lowne resist?

We don't know.
There are no witnesses.

Major MacKenzie
was the last to see him.

She was about to tell me
what he said.

It was personal.

Maybe you'd feel more comfortable
at the station house.

Listen, she's in no condition
to be interrogated right now.

You're on my turf now, Rabb.

Harm, it's all right.

- All right. I'll go with you.
- I don't think so.

I'm her attorney.
I go or she doesn't go.

How's that Vietnam vet doing, Rabb?

What's his name? Roscoe.

He's still in the psych ward.

Look, if you have some questions,
ask them.

I'd like to get the major home.

Ma'am, what did Mr. Lowne say to you
before he died?

I told you, it was personal.

There you go. She has no information
pertinent to the case, so...

I'll decide that.

What was Lowne
doing there tonight?

- Meeting me.
- Was this a regular thing?

We were seeing each other.
I broke it off.

We were gonna talk one last time.

Guy loses a beautiful woman.

He can't let go.
He becomes obsessed, even violent.

Was Mr. Lowne obsessed
with you?

Now, there is no way for her to know
what the victim was thinking.

We're not in court.
Lighten up, counsellor.

He...

He followed me.
He left messages on my machine.

Who else knew
you were meeting him?

No one.

This just came in.

Lowne's vehicle was found
a block from the scene.

There was a gun in the car.
We'll run it through Firearms.

The killer panicked.

Maybe, or maybe the robbery
was a phoney.

Maybe somebody set out
to kill Lowne.

- Who?
- I don't know yet.

But I'll tell you what. Whoever it was
might have done Mac a favour.

Enter.

No, no. Come in, come in.

Would you like some breakfast?

No, I do not eat breakfast.

Breakfast is the most important
meal of the day.

- Would you like some coffee?
- No, thank you.

This is a very nice office.

But I don't see
very much of you in it.

Well, this is where I work.

I try to keep
my personal life separate.

I'm your personal life.
Perhaps I should not be here.

No, no, no, it's...

In fact, I wish you could stay longer.

It is impossible.

Well, surely the fashion world
could survive without you

for a couple of days.

I know the world of couture
is silly to you.

But it's important to me.

It's my work.

I...

I didn't mean it like that.

I just meant that I would like
to spend more time with my daughter.

I am not a little girl anymore, pap�.

No, you're not.

Are you all right?

You should watch
where you're going.

I should watch where I'm going?
You hit me.

Excuse me, no.
I believe it was you who hit me.

Lady, I'm gonna need
an insurance card.

Insurance card?
What insurance card?

Beautiful.

All right, look.

Your name and address.

I do not give my address
to strangers on the street.

I'm Lieutenant Commander
Harmon Rabb.

- I work here at JAG.
- So?

So you now give me your name
and address.

I told you. I do not give my name
to men I do not know.

Hey, hey, hey,
you can't just drive away.

And why not?

Well...

I understand.

Here.

Ten thousand lira for the repair
of your car.

The matter is closed.

It's like six dollars.

And besides,
I don't want your money.

What do you want then?

Well, I think
that we should discuss this.

Perhaps we should.

Another time.

Hey, how am I supposed
to get a hold of you?

I will find you, Harmon Rabb.

I know where you work.

- Bud?
- Oh, good morning, sir.

You didn't happen to see a woman
here this morning, did you?

Civilian, Italian, good-looking?

No, sir. I wish I had.

I've been in the file room
with Ensign Sims all morning.

Excuse me, lieutenant?

Here are the weekly court docs
you requested.

Thank you. If you give me a minute,
I'll show you how to file inquiry reports.

Very well, sir.

Would you guys make up already?
I get frostbite standing near you.

I'm sorry, sir.

It's just that she's not the woman
I thought she was.

They never are, Bud.
That's what makes them interesting.

- Yes, sir.
- Good morning.

Mac.

- What are you doing here?
- Coming to work.

Take a couple of days off.

No, I'm fine.

Ms. Mars is the government's
only witness.

So we will attack her credibility.

And then we'll move for a dismissal

on the grounds
they didn't prove their case.

Well, that sounds fine to me, sir.

Now, if we don't get a dismissal, chief,
we're gonna put you on the stand.

To show you're a good guy.

I am a good guy, major,
once you get to know me.

Is that Fixation
you're wearing, ma'am?

Keep on track, chief.

Yes, sir.

Tomorrow, we're gonna rehearse
your testimony.

Well, you tell me what to say, sir.
I'll say it.

We can't tell you what to say, chief.
We can guide you.

I'm in your hands.

You know, I'll be glad
when this whole thing's over with, sir.

I don't know what all the fuss
is about anyway.

Some guy tunes up a whore
a little bit.

- So what?
- You're dismissed, chief.

Aye, aye, sir, ma'am.

Tell me again why we're defending
that scum?

Because the Constitution
says he's entitled.

Well, this time,
the Constitution is wrong.

This isn't about Sevalas.

No? What's it about?

You haven't given yourself
time to grieve, Mac.

Hell, I never had much use
for Lowne,

but even I took the time
to reflect that he's dead.

Remind me not to suggest you
for his eulogy.

- Go home, Mac.
- I'm fine.

You're not fine. You're hurt.

And you need time to heal.

Now, come on.
I'm gonna take you home.

I make a great cup of oolong tea.

Come on.

Why don't you go relax?
I'll put some water on to boil.

Thanks.

Harm.

You did the right thing
calling me, major.

This guy's not your average stalker.

"Fixation." My wife used that.

Hey, we're done, Frank.
I'll run this over to the lab.

- What are we looking at?
- Tomorrow, day after. Depends.

Expedite it, all right, Ben?
I want this guy off the streets.

I'll see what I can do.

This is someone you know.

Maybe you went out with him,
or work with him,

or met him in the supermarket.

You run a ballistics test on the weapon
you found in the back of Lowne's car?

It was used in a robbery
four months ago.

You think this guy killed Lowne?

- Don't you?
- Maybe.

Which means he'll go after anyone
he considers a rival.

A rival?

This man believes
he's in love with you.

He probably thinks you love him,
if only you'd admit it.

Are there any other men
in your life?

Even men you only fantasize about?

Because they could be in danger too.

No. No one.

All right.

We'll see what the lab turns up.

Where can I reach you?

Right here.

You should stay with someone.

This is my home. I'm not running.

She'll be all right.

I'll put a car outside till I can get
a surveillance team set up.

- You got a weapon?
- I'm a Marine, remember?

My advice, if he comes back,
shoot to kill.

If you only wound him, he'll sue you.

Even God forgives.

Dalton said that to me on the phone
last night.

How could this maniac know
what Dalton said to me?

It's like he knows my thoughts,
it's like...

It's like he's here.

A bug.

Let me see that.

- So much for evidence.
- The hell with evidence.

Someone's listening to me
in my house.

Do you have any idea
what that feels like?

Coster's right, Mac.
You should stay with someone else.

I'm not running from my home.

There could be more of these
in there.

If there are, I'll find them.

You know what,
I know someone who might help.

I'll call you later.

And keep your door locked.

Commander, what brings you here?

This.

I don't think I can repair this, sir.
That's pretty banged up.

Don't screw around.

How many more of these
are in Major MacKenzie's apartment?

Now, wait a minute, sir...

You're an electronics expert.
You know about listening devices.

I don't know anything about this.

I'm gonna be watching you.

If you so much as look
at the major funny,

and I will personally drop-kick your butt
into Leavenworth.

Got that?

Does this mean you're not
gonna be my lawyer anymore, sir?

- Hello?
- Hello, Sarah.

- Who is this?
- Don't be coy, Sarah.

You know who I am.

What do you want?

The police outside your building
aren't necessary.

I would never hurt you.

You bugged my apartment.

I know so much about you.

The more I know,
the more I love you, Sarah.

If you love me, come forward.

Let me meet you.

In good time.

You don't really love me.

Let me prove my love.
Ask me to do something.

I'll do anything for you.

Put a bullet in your brain,
you sick bastard.

I'm not sure Sevalas is the guy.

Well, I'm not sure he isn't.

Well, whoever he is,

we're gonna have
to flush him out, and soon.

How?

We offer him what he wants.
When he goes for it, we grab him.

Using me as bait?

It's risky. I'll cover your six.

It's up to you.

I'll call Coster and have him
pull surveillance off my house.

Mac.

None of this is your fault.

Tell that to Dalton Lowne.

Rabb.

How is your car? Hit anyone lately?

Well, not since you hit me.

I apologise if I was rude yesterday.

Well, I was a little abrupt too.
I'm sorry.

I won't be in town very long

and I was wondering
if you are free tonight.

My boss is having
sort of a dinner party tonight.

Your boss?

Yes. Admiral Chegwidden.

The Judge Advocate General.

Well, that sounds stuffy and boring.

Must you go?

Yeah. Yeah, I have to.

And...

I'm sort of involved right now.

And will you take her
to this party tonight?

No. She's in Orlando this week.

Well, then I will see you sometime.

- Ciao.
- Hey, wait, wait...

Hello?

Afternoon, major.

I'm sorry for your loss.

In a way, he was a lucky man,
you know.

Dying in the arms
of a beautiful woman.

That's how I want to go.

So tonic water with a squeeze of lime
is it, then?

Yeah.

There you go.

And put some vodka in it?

- Did you ever hit a woman, chief?
- No, sir.

Be sure to look directly at the members
when you answer that question.

Sorry I'm late.

Hey, beginning
to get a little worried about you.

You weren't watching my six very well
this afternoon, commander.

- Oh, Mac.
- Oh, don't "oh, Mac" me.

Has he been cross-examined yet?

I'm gonna get you some coffee.

I have a few questions
for the witness.

You want him to be prepared
for the worst, don't you?

Come on, major. Bring it on.
Let's see what you've got.

It's my turn.

Chief, how are you doing today?

Pretty fair, major, thank you.

Any soreness in your knuckles,
stiffness in your hands?

Major.

Withdrawn.

Chief, how much did you pay Ms. Mars
for her services?

Fifty dollars.

Did you get your money's worth?

Oh, yeah.

But Ms. Mars testified you didn't.

She said you never finished.

Is she supposed to say that, sir?

Don't look at him, chief, look at me.

Did you walk away
a satisfied customer or not?

Yeah, I was plenty satisfied.

But you didn't get there, did you?

- Does that happen to you a lot?
- Objection.

Overruled.
What is it, you just don't like women?

- I don't have to answer this.
- Maybe it was her fault.

If she was more of a woman,
you'd have been more of a man, right?

- Objection.
- Overruled.

- Major.
- Overruled.

So you decided to show her
what a real man is.

You hit her,
and then you hit her again and again.

Until she begged you to stop.

And then you felt like a man.

Why don't you go somewhere
and sober up, major?

This is finished. You can go, chief.

You're wrong about me.

And I'm gonna prove it to you.

So I had a drink.
It's not the end of the world.

- What are you doing?
- Calling you a cab.

Harmon Rabb Jr.

So righteous. So pure.

You never had a weak moment
in your life, did you?

- I'm gonna wait outside.
- Oh, wait a minute, I forgot.

Yeah, you have had weak moments,
of course.

Your long-lost father.
Neurotic Annie.

You know, you're not just a drunk.

You're a mean drunk.

- Lieutenant.
- Am I the first one here, sir?

Yes, you are. Please come in.

I didn't realise that we were
supposed to wear ties, sir.

It's all right, Mr. Roberts.
Have some champagne.

Yes, sir.

- Ensign.
- Hi, admiral, hi.

You look stunning.

Well, thank you.

- Thank you.
- May I take your wrap?

Yes, please.

Thank you.

Something wrong, lieutenant?

Your dress.

What about my dress?

I just thought this was casual attire.

Informal is not casual.

Or so my grandma told me.

Ma'am.

Do you think the admiral's upset
that I didn't wear a tie?

I think he's really upset. Really.

Do you have any idea
what this party's about?

- Not a clue.
- Oh, good.

Hey, admiral.
I am so sorry I'm late, sir.

Traffic on the Beltway was murder.

Is the major with you?

No, sir. I thought she'd be here.

I know.

She's probably on her way.
Go have some champagne.

Yes, sir.

Can I have everyone's attention?

The reason I asked you here tonight,
other than I do enjoy your company,

is there's someone
I want you to meet.

This is Francesca Paretti,
my daughter.

- Hi, I'm Harriet Sims.
- A pleasure.

And we will be talking about this
at JAG for months to come.

It's a wonder pap� didn't have me
jump out of a cake.

She's beautiful.

Hi, I'm Lieutenant JG Roberts. Bud.

I...

I thought this was casual.

Hello. Alan Mattoni.
And this is my wife, Jackie.

- Hi.
- A pleasure to meet you.

She works for a fashion magazine.

- Harmon Rabb.
- Nice to meet you.

You look an awful lot
like somebody I bumped into recently.

- Someone nice, I hope.
- Oh, not this person.

Cunning. Diabolical, maybe.

It was a very dirty trick.

How can I make it up?

Oh, we'll think of something.

Oh, this is Lieutenant Commander
Carolyn lmes.

What's going on?

It's clean.
Coster sent some of his men over.

Mac, we're waiting for you
at the party.

I'm not going.

What? This is a big event.

Come on, it'll do you good.

I can't face them, Harm.
I can't face you.

Mac.

Look, you fell off the waggon.
You get back on.

Hell, you got ten years' sobriety.
Don't throw that away.

I said some horrible things to you.

I've had worse things said.
Forget about that.

You wanna tell me what happened?

When Dalton lay dying in my arms,

he asked me if I loved him.

I told him I did, and I always would.

But he knew it was a lie.

As I was holding him, I was...

I was sad and I was scared.

Most of all, I was relieved.

I know it's sick and it's cruel,
and I'm ashamed of myself.

God help me, Coster's right.
Whoever killed Dalton did me a favour.

God, what kind of monster am I?

Dalton was harassing you.
Those thoughts are natural, Mac.

When I saw the writing on the wall,

it was like he was reaching out
from the grave, you know?

God, whoever did that
has gotta be the cruellest person alive.

I wanna catch him.

Oh, we're gonna catch him.

But first we're gonna go
to the admiral's party.

Come on.

I am fashion editor
of Donna D'Affari magazine.

- Hors d'oeuvre?
- No, thank you.

We are opening a New York office.

Oh, that sounds exciting.

Pap� speaks very highly of you.

I'm afraid he doesn't speak of you
at all.

Well, your father's
a very private man.

Is Mac gonna be all right?

Yeah, I think she'll be fine, sir.

Excuse me.

- Carolyn.
- Hello, Harm.

Sorry, sir.
The other one was occupied.

That's all right,
I was just getting some aspirin.

- Aspirin?
- No, thanks.

Major?

Mac, you think it's your fault.

You think,
"Boy, if I was just a little faster,

a little smarter, braver..."

But it's not your fault.

No, sir.

Go easy on yourself.

Yes, sir.

I will have some of that aspirin now.

This is a mistake.

Yes, sir.

- Hello?
- This is Coster.

- We found his location.
- What?

Now tell me about you.
What are your passions?

I like to go fast.

I like to golf. I like to fly.

Good cigars.

And cigars. Now, your girlfriend,
how does she feel about these cigars?

Oh, she smokes them too
sometimes.

You sound very compatible.

Francesca, I have to leave.

Oh, but it is early.

I really do have to go.

It's been a pleasure talking with you.

Perhaps we'll talk again sometime.

I'd like that. Bye.

Breaking in like this.

Not exactly by the book, is it?

I use a different book
with guys like him.

My God.

- How do you feel?
- What happened?

A hundred-thousand-volt stun gun.

You.

I've been in love with you
since the first time you looked at me.

I've never known any woman
like you.

You killed Dalton.

Lowne wasn't worth the dirt
you walked on.

How long have you been spying
on me?

Five months.

Your phone, your bedroom,
your bathroom, your car.

What do you want?

What every man wants.

To possess the woman he loves.

Well, you don't have to tie me up
to do that.

I'm just as attracted to you
as you are to me.

Don't do that.

Don't play me.

I'm not some stupid psycho.

You know the difference between me
and Lowne and Rabb

and all those other guys?

I know what you need.

This is what you want.

To let yourself go
and not be responsible.

Help me!

Help! Help me!

No one can hear you.

And if you fight,
it'll only make it worse.

Let me take care of you.

It'll take the pain away.

Leave the gun.

Coster.

I had a bad feeling about you.

You should learn
to trust your instincts, Rabb.

Well, do whatever it is
you're gonna do.

And do it quick
so I don't have to listen to you gloat.

Come into the light.
I'm not gonna do anything.

But this crazy stalker's
gonna kill you.

And then he's gonna take Mac

up to this place
in the Blue Ridge Mountains.

I don't know
which I'm gonna find more enjoyable.

Hey.

Took your time getting here.

Yeah, I...

I had interference
on the tracker signal, I...

I lost you for a minute.

Thank God I found you.

That locator on the car was brilliant.
You're a genius.

Well, I don't know about that, but...

- Hey, are you okay?
- Yeah.

Been drinking, huh?

Let's get out of here.

You wanted to see me,
commander?

Yeah, chief. At ease.

I owe you an apology.

I talked to the pimp. You were right.

- He beat her up.
- Will he admit to it, sir?

I doubt it. But I'm gonna subpoena
and put him on the stand.

By the time I get through with him,
there'll be reasonable doubt.

You'll have an acquittal.

I believe you.

I owe you, sir.

Here's your tracking equipment, chief.
Thanks for the loan.

We're even. I'll see you in court.

Kind of looking forward to it,
commander.

Dismissed.

Aye, aye, sir.

Keep your seats.

Coster confessed to killing Lowne
out of love for you, major.

He'll be spending the rest
of his life behind bars.

I'll think of him on Valentine's Day.

Nice job, commander.

Thank you, sir.

My apologies, admiral,
for leaving the party so abruptly.

Well, we tried to carry on
without you.

You're all right, major?

Yes, sir.
I'd like to get back to my duties.

Sir, may I suggest
that the major take a few days' leave?

Well, she's a big girl, commander.
She knows what's right.

Don't you, major?

Yes, sir, I do.