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Engineering, this is the X O.

We're experiencing power
interruptions throughout the ship.

What the hell is going on?

Engineering says
it's an electrical power-supply problem.

We've got Tomcats
that need to launch now.

Main Control, what is our status?

Automatic power shutdown, skipper.
We can't get her back online.

What about auxiliary power?

It seems to have shut down.

I have one of our tech reps
helping me check it out now, sir.

It's not supposed to do this.

Just get us back online,
Yarborough.

- I got it.
- Give us full power.

What's happening, commander?

We have major engineering casualty
with injuries, sir.

Turbine steam-line rupture.

- Get outside of that dam now.
- Watch your head.

I, Bud J. Roberts Jr.
Do solemnly swear

that as a member of the bar
of this court,

I will demean myself uprightly
and according to the law.

And that I will support the Constitution
of the United States of America.

And I will support the Constitution
of the United States of America.

Congratulations, lieutenant.

Congratulations, lieutenant.

Good work, Bud.

Congratulations, sir.

Congratulations, lieutenant.

It's a mishap investigation.

The U.S.S. Coral Sea
is a member of a battle group

in the Gulf enforcing the no-fly zone.

Last night, she experienced
a major engineering casualty

that resulted in injuries
and left the ship unable

to carry out flight operations
for several hours.

We're going to the Gulf, sir?

The major and the commander are.
You have your own case.

"Conduct unbecoming"?

A chief warrant officer was caught
relieving himself in public.

Good luck.

Hey, it's your first case
as a lawyer, Bud.

Defending the urinator.

Hey, you can always try
pee bargaining.

- Sir.
- Don't listen to him, Bud.

Just remember,
there are no small cases,

only small bladders.

Et tu, Brute, major?

- Sherkston.
- Hey.

Admiral.

Who's that with the admiral?

It's Lieutenant Sherkston, sir.

Yeah, they seem to be pretty close.

- Actually, he stole the admiral's car.
- What?

It was several years ago, ma'am.

Apparently, Lt. Sherkston was a bit
of a juvenile delinquent in his youth,

and the admiral agreed not to press
charges if Sherkston joined the Navy,

which he did.

The admiral became a sort of mentor
to the lieutenant,

and Lieutenant Sherkston's sort of
like the son the admiral never had.

Well, I guess that makes you
the son he never wanted.

Very funny.

- Rabb.
- Hi.

Hey, how are you?

I never thought
I'd be so happy to be home.

How's Dar-Lin?

Well, she's been placed
with a foster family pending adoption.

I look in on her
a couple times a week.

She probably won't remember me,
Harm, but would you say hi?

Oh, she remembers you, Terri.

You're the nice lady
who bought her the pancake breakfast.

Right, I seem to remember you
wolfing down your share.

Is she okay? Really?

As well as can be expected,

considering
how severely abused she's been

and the fact
that everyone she's ever loved is dead.

Make me a promise, Harm.

What's that?

That child can make it.
She's got strength.

We don't wanna waste her life.

Find a way to make it okay.

You don't ask much, do you?

I've got the right man.

Listen, call me sometime
when you don't need something.

I'll do that.

These are nice digs
you got here, sir.

Yeah, if you like maritime museums.

It comes with the job.

You know, it seems like forever
since you've been stateside.

Eighteen months.

How long are you in town for?

Don't know, sir.
Probably just a couple of days.

Shelley and Rachel here?

No, sir.
They're at Shelley's parents' house.

Shelley sends her love.

Listen, admiral, I was wondering
if you're not too busy,

maybe you'd let me
buy you lunch today.

- No.
- No?

No. I've got a luncheon meeting
with the SECNAV.

Lord knows not by choice.

But I am free tomorrow.

I can't tomorrow, sir.

I've gotta be at Bethesda
tomorrow morning

for a damn physical at 1100.

Those old war wounds
giving you trouble again?

No.

No, it's just some bug
I picked up a while back.

It's nothing serious.

But you know health care overseas
leaves something to be desired.

Hell, you know SEALs, sir.

I'm not seeing any doctor unless
I got a bone poking through my skin.

- I hear you.
- Yeah.

Shelley's been bugging me
for weeks to see somebody.

Sometimes I think it's almost worth it
to let some doctor

put his finger up my 6
if it'll get her off my back.

Hey, I'll tell you what.

How about my place tomorrow night?
Nothing fancy.

Lots of cold beer
and some Texas chilli.

- No beans.
- No beans.

Hooya, sir.

As you know
from your last time aboard,

we're here to enforce
the no-fly zone,

which is extremely difficult
when I cannot get planes into the air.

Is there some sort of problem
with the auxiliary power, sir?

Everything went down.

This is a warship, major.
She doesn't run well on batteries.

- XO.
- I'm on it, skipper.

We'll wrap the investigation up
as quickly as possible.

- You do that.
- Yes, sir.

Power-switch warning, position five.

It's like having a bad sunburn.

The ruptured line
wasn't superheated steam

or I'd be a dead man.

The doctor assures me that my burns
are mostly first and second degree,

so I guess I won't be going home.

So there was no forewarning
this pipe was gonna burst?

No, sir.

They'd shut down two turbines
to run some tests,

and when they fired them back up,
that's when the failure occurred.

First, the steam pipe went.

Then all hell broke loose.

It took us almost two hours
even to get partial power.

I thought the skipper
was gonna kill somebody.

Who or what exactly was at fault?

Well, I can't say, major.

I mean, one of our civilian tech reps,
Yarborough,

was running some tests
on the system.

It might have been caused
by something he did.

But truth to tell,
we've been having trouble

with the control system
for some time.

What sort of trouble?

Well, lockouts, system crashes,
false alarms.

I mean, the system was definitely due
for a recalibration.

I mean, even aircraft carriers
have to be tuned from time to time.

Especially nowadays.

We're undermanned,
we're underfunded.

If it ain't broke, we don't fix it.
If it is broke, we only fix it if we have to.

What's your impression
of this tech rep, Yarborough?

He's okay.

- Hardly a glowing review, commander.
- Don't get me wrong, major.

He's a smart guy.

Unfortunately,
he likes to remind you of that.

I know this ship's electrical system
better than anyone.

I was an electrician's mate
for ten years.

You were in the Navy?
Why'd you leave?

The food stinks, the hours suck,
and the pay is pathetic.

Well, here you are
back onboard, huh?

I was sent here by my company,
at about five times Navy pay,

to upgrade the electrical system.

And that's what I'm attempting to do.

So when did you first notice
there was a problem, sir?

The problem existed
before my arrival, commander.

That's why I was brought in.

It's an old ship.
Her systems are outdated.

The Navy is constantly upgrading
and retrofitting her systems, sir.

Yeah, but even you know
how that works, commander.

The upgrades take forever
to be approved and funded.

Then there's a lengthy
implementation schedule.

By the time a ship gets retrofitted,

the upgrade technology itself
is antiquated.

Besides, my electrical upgrades
wouldn't rupture a steam line

or cause a water main to burst.

Well, they still may have disabled
this ship, Mr. Yarborough.

Look, I was running some diagnostics,
as per a schedule

approved by the XO and the skipper.

I warned them of the possibility
of power interruptions.

A power interruption is one thing.

An entire ship going dark
in a hostile environment,

well, that's something else, isn't it?

I think I know what your point is,
commander.

The Navy wants to save face.
I'm a tech rep, a civilian.

If anyone's gonna be blamed
for this, it's going to be me.

No one's looking to cast blame, sir.

I'm just trying
to find out what happened.

This is my partner,
Major MacKenzie.

She's aiding
in the mishap investigation.

- Major.
- Nice to meet you.

The fact that such
an accident occurred is in itself proof

that I'm not at fault here,
commander.

Well, how do you figure that?

The entire system is falling apart.

Hell, they were already down
several generators

by the time I came onboard.

- If you'll excuse me.
- Still have more questions.

Well, they're just gonna have to wait,
commander.

Unless you wanna do them
in the dark.

I have a power distribution panel
to fix.

Major.

The word "smug" comes to mind.

We had taken two turbines off-line
to run diagnostics

when the mishap occurred.

Steam line was bad enough,

but the water line
shorted everything out.

It'll be a few days before
everything's up and running again.

- So this is where the pipe ruptured?
- Yes.

It appeared
to have been eaten through

by something highly corrosive.

Where is it that pipe now,
commander?

We put it in here until we can unload it
onto another ship for proper disposal.

I've asked one of our tech reps
to let you inspect it, commander.

I'm gonna need to look at that.

I'm Lieutenant Commander Rabb
with the JAG Corps.

We're conducting
a mishap investigation.

I'm John Newman.

My company handles
the hazardous materials contract.

This isn't something you wanna
mess around with, commander.

- It's been eaten through.
- Careful.

When was the last time
that line was inspected, commander?

It's inspected daily.

Somebody
must have overlooked it, then.

Oh, no. That's impossible.

I did a visual inspection on that
whole system that morning myself.

Maybe it wasn't corroded
in the morning.

It couldn't have degenerated
to that level in a matter of hours, Mac.

Well, it could if the acid
was strong enough.

Harm? Harm, it's burning.

Just keep your fingers dry, major.
Come and see me tomorrow.

Are you gonna be okay?

I won't be playing the piano
anytime soon.

Well, I've heard you play, Mac.
It's probably for the best.

Cmdr. Bradley said there was
a mishap in the HAZMAT room.

Yes, sir, the steam pipe
that ruptured in the turbine room

was eaten away
by some sort of corrosive.

It may also have damaged
the water pipes,

not to mention the major's fingers.

- Are you okay, major?
- Yes, sir.

What do you use acid for
on the ship, XO?

Batteries, cleaning, it depends.
What kind of acid are we talking?

A very concentrated corrosive.

X O, your presence is requested
on the Bridge ASAP.

Repeat, X O to the Bridge.

XO to the Bridge.

I'm on my way up from Sickbay.

Is there something wrong, XO?

Looks like we might have
a rumble in the no-fly zone.

You're welcome to join me
on the Bridge, commander.

Go.

- You sure you'll be okay?
- Yeah, I'll catch up with you later.

Thanks.

XO on the Bridge.

We picked up
a couple MiGs in the no-fly zone.

Twin bogeys, eight miles, 040,
opposite course high.

I've got them, Razor.

I see them. Two o'clock high.
Brake right.

Confirm Iraqi. I'm coming around.

We've got a lock, Razor.

I'm taking the shot. Firefox One.

A direct hit. He's going down.

Splash one MiG.

Bogey Two has got us locked,
Slider.

I'm shaking him.

Get him off our 6, Slider.

He's firing. Missile inbound.

Popping flares.

Continue break, Slider.

Hang on, Cuz.
I'm coming around behind you.

He's in 6 o'clock low.
Take it left, reverse your brake.

Flame out. Compressor stall.

- I'm restarting.
- Hang on and come up shooting.

Restarting. Engine's good.

Re-engaging.

We got tone and lock.

I've got him. I've got him.
Fox Two, Fox Two.

That's a direct hit. We got him.

Fine shooting, Slider.

Viper Magic, this is Slamdance 112.

Two hard kills. Bandit splashed.

We're coming home.

You were good, weren't you?

Still am.

Flight status is still current.

Harm, even if your fairy godmother
landed on that deck

and gave you back your night vision,
what do you think you would do?

I know it's hard,
and I know that you love to fly,

but you can never return
to an active squadron.

Even if it was physically possible,
you're too...

- Old?
- No.

You're too far along
in your new career.

And you're too important at JAG.

It would be a step backwards.

I'm sorry.

But you left this world, Harm.
You can never go back.

It was never my choice to leave.

Mr. Newman?

Major.

This damn machine
just ate my ATM card.

Doesn't anything aboard
this scrapheap work?

Sorry.

- How's your hand?
- It's okay.

Can I ask you a question?

If you buy me a cup of coffee.

Deal.

What acid could've eaten through that
pipe in such a short period of time?

We'll know a lot better
when we get it back

to our facility
and we get a chance to look at it.

But my best guess is some sort of
spontaneous metal dissolver.

What's it used for?

- Can't answer that.
- Why not?

Well, that would be two questions.
You said you were gonna ask one.

It's a liquid torch.

You use it whenever an open flame
would be inappropriate.

You put a bead of SMD on a weld,
it's gonna eat right through the metal.

So where would
something like that be kept?

Welding shop, hangar bay.

It should be kept
with hazardous materials,

but they get pretty sloppy with it.

Then I come in
and clean up the mess.

They gave me prunes
and porridge for breakfast.

Do you want me to talk
to the doctor?

Like it would do any good.

Am I interrupting?

- How are you, Shelley?
- I'm good, sir.

Sir? The name's A.J.

It's good to see you, A.J.

Good to see you too.

Oh, my word.

Is this Rachel?

Boy, they do grow up fast, huh?

- Hey, you.
- Hi, Uncle A.J.

Hey.

Rachel, we're in a hospital.

Sorry.

Look at you.

Rachel and I
are gonna go to cafeteria

and see if that food gets
any better with age.

- So I'll see you later, A.J.
- Okay.

Come on.

I take it Shelley called you, sir?

Yeah, I...

Can you believe this?
I come in for a wellness check-up.

- Do I look sick to you, sir?
- No.

Of course not.

I lost more blood today
to those damn nurses

than I did when I got shot in Kuwait.

And for what?

You know, to tell me I drink
too much, I need to eat less red meat?

You go take Daddy his surprise,
okay?

- Don't let the nurses see you.
- Okay.

Smells like french fries.

Respiratory therapist, call CCU.

Respiratory therapist, call CCU.

So...

What kind of test are they running?

He didn't tell you?

Well, he said they didn't know.

They're pretty sure
it's some form of leukaemia.

Cuz and I reefed it too hard.

We came this freaking close
to buying it in a flat spin.

But this is where I hung on
and we came up blazing,

fired one right up his 6
with the Vulcans rattling him

for good measure.

It was real, gentlemen.

Here comes the money shot.

You can run, but you cannot hide.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, that's gotta hurt.

- You've got that right.
- Yeah.

There's plenty more. Would you?

- Damn.
- I'm glad you restarted it.

Hey.

Why'd you walk away?

I don't like what I see, Harm.

I'm starting to worry about you.

Mac, I was just listening.

I know what it's like to long
for something you can never have.

And if you don't let it go,
it can consume you.

What are you talking about?

Well, first, it was finding your father,

and then it was defending Roscoe,
now it's the little girl.

What's next, flying?

It's like you keep replacing
one obsession with another.

- That is not true.
- No?

I see it in your eyes, Harm,
whenever you're around pilots and jets.

It seems like you're happiest
when you're flying.

Maybe I am.

More than being a lawyer?

I know why you don't want me to fly.

You're just afraid of losing me.

Maybe.

And maybe I'm just afraid
you'll lose yourself.

How's it look?

Fine.

Oh, God, jeez.

- I'm sorry. Let me help you with that.
- No, I just...

Back off.

We're a warship
whose mission it is to keep the peace.

The irony of that situation
would be almost humorous

if our job
wasn't so damn dangerous.

But the threat to my ship
and my crew is very real, commander,

every minute of every day.

And on top of it,
I have an electrical problem

nobody seems to be able to fix.

And now you come in here
and you tell me

I may have a saboteur
onboard my vessel.

Sir, it's a possibility.

It could also be merely an act
of vandalism, captain.

Vandalism?

We're not talking about somebody
toilet-papering my weather deck.

Sir, I realise
the severity of the situation.

Captain, as you're well aware,
funding is down, recruitment is down,

yet our operations remain the same.

You're a couple hundred men
and women short on this cruise.

So the personnel we do have
have to work harder, faster, longer...

Your point, commander?

Most of your crew are under 21, sir.
They're just kids.

They get homesick,
cabin fever, Ionely.

Sir, I know we do what we can
to alleviate the problem,

but every once in a while,
it just gets to be too much.

So in an act of desperation, sir,
they do one of two things:

They hurt themselves
or they hurt the ship.

In the end,
the goal is always the same.

They get sent home.

Well, find who's responsible,
commander,

and I promise to send him home
in a body bag.

Are you accusing me
of sabotage, sir?

Our investigation suggests
that somebody deliberately

damaged the pipes
in that turbine room.

Possibly, it was an attempt
to force this ship to return to port.

And you think
that someone was me, sir?

Or maybe
it was somebody you know.

Why would I do something
that could kill me, sir?

I'll admit that sometimes
it's not what I expected

and there's days
that I'd rather be someplace else,

but I take my job seriously, sir.

I would never do anything
to jeopardise that.

I swear to it, sir.

Do you know anybody
who might feel differently?

No, sir.

Sure, some of the guys bitch a little,
but that goes with the job.

I'm sure even the skipper
complains sometimes, commander.

You're not gonna tell him
I said that, are you, sir?

No. I'm sure you're right, though.

We have a good crew, sir.

We don't always get along,
and sometimes,

we ride each other pretty hard.

But we take pride in what we do
and we get the job done.

Especially
when the going gets tough.

I don't know who caused that trouble,
but I know who fixed it.

This crew, sir.

Look, seaman, think back.

The day of the mishap.

Did anybody say anything

that might suggest that they were
ticked off about something?

No, sir, not really.

Not really?

Like I said, some of the guys,

we ride each other
and talk a little trash.

One of the guys
got a little peeved at a tech rep

who was bad-mouthing the way we
do things, but it was really nothing.

There was a tech rep
in the turbine room

the day of the mishap?

At the beginning of my watch.
Yes, sir.

His name wasn't Yarborough,
was it?

No, sir.
I think his name was Newman.

Lieutenant Roberts.

Bud, it's Harm.

I need a favour.
I'm faxing you a list of personnel.

I want you
to run background checks.

You got it. What am I looking for?

Anything suspicious.

Also, Bud, I need you to get a copy
of the ship's alpha roster.

Check the names against
the pro-Iraqi/ Arab hot sheets.

See if you can come up
with something.

And don't leave out
this list of civilian tech reps

that I'm sending you,
especially a one John Newman.

Newman. Will do, sir.

So how's your first case going,
anyway?

Good, I have an affidavit
from a Bethesda urologist,

which shows that my client suffers
from prostatitis.

Well, it sounds like you nipped
this one in the bud, Bud.

Thank you, sir. I think.

How's life aboard the carrier?

You know, it's the Coral Sea.

If you like ear-piercing machinery,
the smell of jet fuel,

and sharing the head
with 12 other guys.

Yeah.
I miss it myself sometimes, sir.

Well, I will get
this information to you ASAP.

- Thanks, Bud.
- Bye-bye.

May I help you, ma'am?

I'm looking
for Admiral Chegwidden's office.

That's right this way.

Yes?

Admiral, Mrs. Sherkston's here
to see you, sir.

Send her in.

- Shelley, what's the matter?
- He wants to check himself out.

Well, he can't do that.

The Navy will tell him
when he can leave.

I know,
but he's refusing to let them treat him.

They said that he needs
some chemotherapy

and a possible
bone marrow transplant.

But I know he'll never go for it.

I had to beg for a whole week
just to get him into this check-up.

I knew he was sick, A.J.

Ever since he came back from
the Gulf, he's had something wrong.

I'll talk to him.

He told me to keep you out of this.

I already got in trouble
for calling you.

He didn't even want you to know.

Why not?

He doesn't wanna be weak
in front of you.

He's not weak, he's just scared.
There's a difference.

Doing something when you're scared
is what courage is all about.

Sharky...

He's one of the bravest guys I know.

Hey, hey, hey.

He'll get through this, so will you.
We all will.

- Hey.
- Hi.

- How's the hand doing?
- Itchy.

That's a good sign.

Well, it means it's healing.

So I just spoke to Seaman Hollis.

Tells me that Newman
was in the turbine room

a few hours before the mishap.

So what?

So what? It goes to opportunity.

Harm, his job
is to remove contaminated waste.

Yeah, well,
how much contaminated waste

is there
in an engineering room, Mac?

I don't know. Ask him.

Well, I plan to.

I think you're chasing
the wrong bogey, flyboy.

If anyone is behind this,
it's Yarborough.

Yarborough's a geek, Mac.

Yeah,
a disgruntled former Navy geek

who likes to prove
that he's smarter than everyone else.

Look, he creates problems
and then he fixes them.

Kind of like a fireman

who torches a building
just so that he can put it out.

Dinner for a week says it's Newman.

Buying or making?

Buying.

Then you're on.

Nothing personal,

but that last meat loaf you made
was nasty.

Are you dogging Harm's
special meatless meat loaf?

Let's put it this way.

If you were to make
the Harmon Special on this ship,

they'd have to unload it
with the toxic waste.

That's a little harsh, don't you think?

If you don't like it, you could just say,
"I don't like your meat loaf, Harm."

You don't have to be insulting.

Houston, you have a problem.

Master Control, this is Nav Bridge.
What's going on down there?

What the hell is going on?

We're experiencing power interruptions
on the Bridge, commander.

We've got
an engineering casualty, sir.

Looks like another generator
shutdown.

How long will it take to fix?

I don't know, sir.
I've gotta find the source.

Make it quick, commander.

We've got a Tomcat section
trapping in 20 minutes.

Aye, aye, sir.

- Somebody find Yarborough.
- Aye, sir.

What's going on?

We've got fire alarms going off
in the ammo locker

and wardroom galley,
and a flood alarm in enlisted berthing.

Engineering casualty,
possibly another generator failure.

Can we get the main generators
back online?

We're trying, but the power-distribution
system keeps shutting them down.

Those Tomcats need landing lights.

Let's shut down
all nonessential power circuits.

- Aye, aye, sir.
- Pri-Fly, this is the skipper.

We've got power failures that may
interfere with our landing system.

I want the landing crew to wheel

the portable mirrors out
on deck ASAP.

On the flight deck, man up
for incoming emergency landing.

Set all nets in full.

All nonessential personnel,
report below decks ASAP.

What are they waiting for?

In Coral Sea, this is the captain.

Because of ongoing problems
in the ship's electrical system,

we will be going dark
in all nonessential areas

to let the engineers troubleshoot.

Crew movement will be restricted
to duty section only.

Standard operating procedure.

Sorry, we're all shut down
until the power comes back on.

Open the safe.

Is this a drill?

Does this look like a drill?

On the flight deck,
all flight-deck personnel, stand by.

Aircraft team, Team 1.

Our warning panel is lit up
like a Christmas tree.

We can't find the problem.

We're getting false readings...
Even our fire alarms are going...

I don't know
what the problem is, sir.

Communications
are breaking up too.

You got 60 seconds to find it
and fix it, commander.

I got Tomcats

that are gonna start dropping out
of the sky if they don't land soon.

- Aye, aye, sir.
- Scramble the crash crew.

I'll alert the pilots.

Pri-Fly, this is the XO.

Ready alert crash and rescue
for incoming aircraft.

Slamdance 112, this is Viper Magic.

We're experiencing power problems.
Stand by for landing clearance, over.

Copy that, Viper.

Go-go,
let's take a walk around the block.

XO, you've got an emergency call
from disbursing.

This is XO.

- We've got a major problem.
- What?

- You're breaking up. Say it again.
- We're having problems.

- When? Was anybody hurt?
- No.

All right, lock it down.
We'll send a security party down there.

An aircraft mechanic
just ripped off the disbursing office.

Emptied the vault.

Rough estimate
is he got over a million dollars in cash.

Officer of the deck,

send a Security Guard Force
to the disbursing office.

Aye, aye, sir.

How do you know
it was an aircraft mechanic?

He was in squadron flight-deck gear.

Probably as a disguise.

Sir, these electrical problems
were a diversion.

He knew that you'd be forced
to shut down nonessential power.

Including the alarm system
in disbursing.

- Yarborough.
- The tech rep?

If this joker ripped off my ship,
how the hell was he planning

to get away with the money?

I'll ask him, sir.

Somebody turn off
those damn alarms.

Give me a hand.

Well, it looks like I was right
about Yarborough.

So when are you taking me
for dinner?

If it is Yarborough,
he isn't working alone.

This is not a drill. Man overboard.

Starboard side.
Man overboard, starboard side.

- Where are you going?
- Following a hunch.

This is not a drill.

Roger, Pri-Fly. This is Star One.
We're away.

Mr. Yarborough?

Hello, this is Major MacKenzie.

Hello?

Viper Magic, this is Slamdance 112.

My fuel state is approaching bingo.
Please advise, over.

Bradley, I've got one man in the water.
I do not want four more.

I need landing lights
and I need them now.

I don't care if you gotta get down
there with a flashlight.

- We're trying, sir.
- Don't try, just do it.

Aye, sir.

Oh, thank you, thank you,
thank you.

- Yeah.
- All right.

Pri-Fly, this is the skipper.
You are clear to bring them home.

One-one-one, 112.
Deck is green, clear approach.

One-one-one ball.
Tomcat 1.2.

- Mr. Newman.
- Commander.

Working late?

- I wouldn't touch that if I were you.
- Why not?

- It's dangerous.
- Really?

More dangerous than sabotaging
the steam lines, Mr. Newman?

More dangerous
than robbing an aircraft carrier?

What are you talking about?

You were in the turbine room
a few hours before the mishap.

You sabotaged the steam lines
and the water pipes.

Yarborough disabled
the electrical system

and you robbed the ship.

I think the fumes are getting to you,
commander.

You won't mind
if I take a look, then, will you?

I'm gonna have to ask you
to leave for your own safety.

A rescue helo just pulled Yarborough
from the water.

Yarborough was dressed
as a crewman.

- What was he doing on the deck?
- Maybe trying to hide the money.

He didn't do a good job of it.
There was money in the water.

What now?

Sir, there's a fire in HAZMAT.

You might be able to confine me
to this room,

but you're not giving me
any more shots. I mean it.

I'm sorry, would you excuse us?

Yeah.

Thank you.

So, what's going on here,
lieutenant?

I'm trying to get out of here, sir.

I'm supposed to report
to Coronado on Friday.

You need to let these doctors help you
before you go anywhere.

Help me? They're not helping me.

- I'm fine.
- Sharky.

- You have leukaemia.
- Says who?

Says the doctors? Says Shelley?

Every time I get the sniffles,
Shelley's crying Gulf War Syndrome.

Sharky, you do have a disease,

and if you let it go untreated,
it will kill you.

I'm not afraid of dying, sir.

Never would have become a SEAL
if I was.

So, what are you afraid of?

Nothing.

Not afraid of leaving Shelley
without a husband?

Rachel without a father?

Because that's exactly
what's gonna happen

if you refuse this treatment.

The treatment doesn't work, sir.

I know. My old man died of cancer
when I was 8.

He had the operations
and the chemotherapy,

and the freaking
radiation treatments for what?

He still died.

He was 80 pounds when he died.

The only thing the treatments did
was take away his dignity

and his will to fight.

If I'm gonna die, sir,
it's gonna be in the line of duty.

Well, you're not going back
to active duty until you beat this thing.

Well, then, I guess
I'm resigning my commission, sir.

Because I'm not staying here.

Fine. Fine.

I'll make a few calls.

I'll have you discharged
within the hour.

All you gotta do is ring the bell.

Just like all those whining,
bawling mama boys

that dropped out of SEAL training.
Remember, Sharky?

Doughnuts and hot coffee
for all you pukes that wanna quit.

Hey, what are you waiting on?
If you wanna give up, be my guest.

This is the battle of your life,
lieutenant.

If you don't have the guts
to see it all the way through,

then you will lose and you will die,
so come on.

Come on.

Ring the bell.

Damn it, ring the bell.

Hooya, sir.

Hooya, lieutenant.

- Are you sure you're okay?
- Well, I'm all right.

The toxic waste didn't give me
that x-ray vision

or superhuman strength I'd hoped for,
if that's what you mean, anyway.

They found Yarborough's body.
He was the man overboard.

Newman wanted us to think

that Yarborough went over
with the money.

Yarborough went over the side,
all right, with Newman's help.

- But he didn't have the money.
- But they found money in the water.

Enough for us to think
that it was all lost.

But it isn't.

So where is it?

It's in there, sir.

They figured if Yarborough
could disrupt communications,

get the vault alarm shut down,
Newman could get the money off ship.

He was in charge
of the thing that could be unloaded

without arousing suspicion.

Damn, how did you figure that?

Meat loaf, sir.

Meat loaf?

Harm's meatless meat loaf, actually.

Commander, major,
you make a hell of a team.

- Thank you, sir.
- Thank you, sir.

Meat loaf, huh?

Yeah, I guess we do make
a pretty good team.

When you listen to me, we do.

Why don't you stay aboard
for a few days?

Buy me dinner in Washington.

Me? We were both wrong.

Or both right.

Yeah, whatever.
What, are you trying to get rid of me?

No, there's no sense in both of us
staying aboard.

I'll tell the admiral

that you'll have everything
wrapped up in a few days, and...

Who knows,
maybe you can convince the skipper

to give you a reward.

A reward?

Yeah, recovering a million dollars
should be worth

at least a couple hours in a Tomcat.

You know,
you're not so bad after all.