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[
indistinct conversing ]

[
bell dinging lightly
]

MAN:
I'm just happy to be getting
off this ship.

And we got the place
for the whole weekend.

That's the great thing.

You finished already, Granado?

You're getting better at this.

Whatever.

You think I could put this
gear away now?

Absolutely. There's plenty
of deck for you to swab.

Haven't I done enough,
Petty Officer Rowe?

No.

You've got three
hours and 12 minutes

left on your watch.

Forget it!

Stow the Brasso and swab
the decks, Seaman Granado.

That's an order.

Do it now, Granado!

Do it yourself.

Look what you did!

I quit.

You can't just
quit the Navy.

Watch me.

[ theme music playing ]

CHEGWIDDEN:
Good evening,
and thank you for coming.

Every time the Navy unveils
a new recruiting commercial,

we all have a stake in it.

But tonight for those of us
at JAG,

the stakes are even greater,

because the commercial stars
our own Commander Harmon Rabb.

[
applause
]

With the commander tonight

is the director
of the commercial

Renee Peterson.

I understand she's still trying
to stop him from ad-libbing.

[
all chuckling
]

So now take a look and see

how the nation's going to see us
this week for the first time.

[
trumpet playing
triumphant music
]

I'm Commander Harmon Rabb.

The Navy has given me not one,
but two careers.

The first you've just seen:
flying F-14 Tomcats.

The second,
I'm working at right now

as a lawyer in the Judge
Advocate General Corps.

The great thing
about the Navy

is the challenges don't stop
with courtrooms and jets.

You could work
in nuclear propulsion

or computer electronics.

Or you could stand tall

with the world's elite
fighting force, the SEALs.

So if you think the Navy
is for you, take my advice.

Step up and meet the challenge.

[
applause and whistles
]

Good, sir.
Real professional.

Nice job, Commander.

Thank you, sir.

You know, I was
under the impression
that Miss Peterson

was going to use...

Your line, sir,
was edited out.

Renee will explain it to you.

She's... right over there.

If I'm not mistaken, Commander,

the only thing those three women
have in common is... you.

SINGER:
Did you see
what she was wearing?

I can't believe
he's dating that...

Colonel.

Good morning, Lieutenant.

Good morning, sir.

We can discuss it later,
Colonel.

Commander.

I scare her off?

She's a little high-strung.

Listen, Colonel,
on another note,

what were you
and Bobbie Latham

talking to Renee
about last night?

Oh, just girl talk.

Admiral's waiting.

Nice to see Commander Rabb
could step out of the spotlight

long enough to join us.

First order of business

is Andrea Granado.

Apparently decided she had
enough of the Navy

and walked off her ship,
the USS
Hartung.

Witnesses said her parting words
were "I quit."

Didn't anyone explain
that quitting wasn't an option

when Seaman Granado
enlisted, sir?

Apparently Generation X
only worries about itself.

This sounds like a simple case
of unauthorized absence, sir.

Why is JAG involved?

Because Seaman Granado
is being charged

with dereliction of duty,
missing ship's movement

and, as a result of 47 days

of absence, desertion.

Ouch... Sir.

"Ouch" is what you get

when you walk off
a Spruance-class destroyer

getting ready to deploy
to the Adriatic.

Skipper drops a ton
of bricks on you.

Up to prosecuting, Colonel?

Absolutely, sir.

Commander, you will defend.

Yes, sir.

Admiral, I'd like to volunteer
to assist Commander Rabb.

Oh, I don't think that'll be
necessary, Lieutenant.

My plate's clear, sir.

Well, then let me fill it.

Seems a young petty
officer took a car

from the motor pool
at Bethesda Naval Hospital

and got caught
drag racing.

You'll be handling
his special court-martial.

Yes, sir.

So that does it, unless...

RABB:
One more thing, sir.

These bricks Seaman Granado's
CO is dropping on her...

why so many?

I had been hearing
about Seaman Granado's attitude

since her first day aboard

from her leading chiefs
in CIC, mostly.

What sorts of things were you
hearing, Commander Woodling?

She's a whiner.

Not the first one
in the service.

Well, did you whine
when you were working

towards those silver oak leaves
on your collar, Colonel?

Couldn't afford to.

No woman
in the military can.

You know it, and I know it.

And Seaman Granado just
failed to get the message.

But her records don't show any
previous instances of trouble.

She was near the top
of her class at boot camp.

Well, that ceased to matter
when she walked off this ship

and missed the berth switch
the next morning.

Is this personal, Commander?

Stereotypes are the curse
of every woman in the military.

After what I went
through in the...

[ sighs ]

Well, I don't have to tell you
about discrimination

do I, Colonel?

I'm not the issue here,
Commander.

Oh, no, you're wrong.

We
both
are, and you'd better
understand that

if you want to successfully
prosecute this case.

Never pictured you
working behind a desk--

not after seeing
how much you hated it

those two months in Saigon.

Well, hell,
I found one that fit.

Besides, I'm not like
you damn aviators.

I don't suffer
from oxygen deprivation.

SOLDIER:
Sir!

It's a hell of a lot better
than lack of action.

I haven't missed
a war since Vietnam.

[
laughing
]:
All right, all right.

Quit patting your damn chest

and tell me why the hell
you called me out here.

I need your help, Admiral.

Had a little problem
with an aircraft

and I got my ass grounded.

My FNAEB's in a couple of days

and if I don't win it, it could
mean no flying, no command.

Sounds like more than
just a
little
problem.

Ran off the end
of a damn taxiway

got stuck in the mud.

Fodded the engine
when I tried to power out.

What the hell happened?

My eyes.

Are they that bad?

No, they're fine

but the flight physical

found something
in my bloodstream.

It screwed up my vision.

I couldn't tell
the taxiway lights

from the runway
approach lights.

Well, what do you mean
"something"?

Viagra.

Oh, hell, Pete.

I told you the problem
wasn't my eyes.

Well, you know the rule.

You can't... you can't
take Viagra and fly.

The FAA says six hours

is enough to get it
out of your system.

That's a civilian rule.

Admiral... I thought
it would be enough.

[
sighs
]

Let me see what I can do.

I really did want
to be in the Navy, sir.

Well, some people are
going to have a hard time

believing that,
Seaman Granado.

Including you, Commander?

I'll give you the benefit
of the doubt--

I am your lawyer, after all.

Yes, sir.

I thought it would be
a good way to better myself.

The Navy, I mean.

Kind of scores you got
on your ASVABs,

college would have been
an option, too.

Too expensive, sir,

but then, I was hearing
about the Navy, you know,

and I thought

"Wow, where else am I going
to get a chance like that?"

What kind of chance
were you looking for?

The recruiter told me

that I could be
an air traffic controller, sir.

Oh, you're interested
in aviation, huh?

Totally, sir.

I mean, I'd never been
in a plane

before I was flown to boot camp.
That was cool.

Not the pilot part

but the getting it back
down on the ground.

Oh, whenever I was flying

getting back on the ground
was always important.

What did you fly, sir?

F-14s.

You can't be my lawyer, sir.

Excuse me?

I saw your television commercial
last night.

You're just another recruiter.

I've already had
one lie to me.

What lie?

The lie they told me

about how I could be
an air traffic controller, sir--

like that's
ever going to happen.

Go on, I'm listening.

First, they told me
that my school was postponed

so they send me to fleet
as an undesignated striker.

Then three months later,
they tell me

that they're over-quota'd
on air traffic controllers.

They offered me
some other schools

but they were not what
they promised me.

Well, I'm sure it wasn't
personal, Seaman Granado.

These things happen
in the military.

But nobody told me that, sir.

If you can't get your head
around that

then you should not
be defending me.

[
rock music blasting
]

MAN:
I don't know what to tell you
Chief Pearson.

Maybe I am backing away...
sort of.

That's what I just...
oh, Commander.

As you were, Chief.

Thank you, sir.

Look, Ronnie,

if you want
to go to college

put in your four years

and the Navy will pay your way

and by that time

you'll probably
have a lot better idea

about what you...
you're Commander Rabb!

That's him.

He's in our new recruiting
commercial, too, on TV.

You seen it, Ronnie?

I don't remember.

When you do,
you will definitely

want to play
on the commander's team.

Yeah. Okay, Chief Pearson.

All right,
think "maybe," Ronnie.

Sure.

Had him locked in, Commander.

Then his mother
offers him 500 bucks

to go to
a community college.

Economy like it is,
I usually hear them saying

they found a job
that pays better than we do.

Sounds like tough duty, Chief.

Oh, at least they
lowered my quota, sir.

Now if I sign three kids
every two months, I'm a hero.

A year ago,
they wanted four a month.
I was going nuts.

That would be about when
you signed Andrea Granado,
wouldn't it?

Oh, yes, sir, it was.

A total home run, that girl.

Is she working for you?

I'm her lawyer, Chief.

She's been charged
with desertion.

Andrea?

Claims she did
it because

she didn't get the school
you promised her.

Did you guarantee she'd be an
air traffic controller, Chief?

I didn't guarantee anything,
sir.

Neither do college
football recruiters, Chief

but they sometimes wind up

with two quarterbacks
both guaranteed to start.

Commander, I never

made her a promise
the Navy couldn't keep.

You just told me you were up
against a wall back then, Chief.

You had to sign four a month.

That's right, sir,
so I talked faster

worked harder, bought myself

a great-looking SUV

to keep recruits
from thinking the Navy

is as butt-ugly as this office.

You taking new recruits
for a ride, Chief?

Only in my car, sir.

[
phone ringing
]

JAG Ops,
Gunnery Sergeant Galindez.

HARM:
Gunny, have you seen
Lieutenant Singer?

Uh... yes, sir.

I just picked her up
on my radar.

Lieutenant Singer.

Telephone, ma'am.

It's Commander Rabb.

I'll take it
at your desk, Gunny.

Yes, sir?

Lieutenant, I've got my hands
full here in Baltimore.

I was wondering if you could
find time to help me out.

On the Granado case, sir?

It'd be an honor.Great.

Granado's recruiter's name
is Chief Roger Pearson.

I need you to find out
if there is any evidence

that he has trouble
telling the truth on the job.

I'm sure his unhappy recruits
would tell you that, sir.

I need better than unhappy,
Lieutenant.

I need lied to.

Yes, sir.
I'll get right on it.

Thank you.

Gunny?

Yes, ma'am?I need a favor.

Colonel MacKenzie?

What is it, Bud?

[
muffled
] :
You're busy with your case.

I'll come back later.

Well, no, it's not a problem.

But... let's talk in my office.

It's Harriet, ma'am.

Do you think she's still mad
at me about Australia?

No. Australia's
ancient history, Bud.

Besides, Harriet's not
the type to hold a grudge.

Last night, I asked her
what was for dinner

and she made me sleep
on the couch.

[
knock at door
]
Enter.

Congresswoman Latham.

I was just
visiting the admiral,

and while I was there,

I thought
we could chat.

By all means.

We'll talk later, Colonel.

What happened
to your jaw, Lieutenant?

Oh, Commander Rabb
punched me.

Commander Brumby, too.

It was an accident.

Ma'am.

Please.

Someday I'd like
to hear that story,

but right now, I'm more
interested in the Granado case.

Well, the court-martial
starts tomorrow.

So the charges
remain the same?

Yes, ma'am, they do.

Colonel MacKenzie,
doesn't this strike you

as a prime example of using
an ax to peel a grape?

I didn't know you had
a personal interest in the case.

Well, I'm making arrangements
for Seaman Granado

to testify
before my subcommittee.

On national security?

On the retention

of women in the military.

We lose a third of them

every three years--

a statistic
I assume would alarm you.

I am well aware of that,

but the kind of women who should
be in the military don't desert

because they're pouting over
the school they didn't get.

They wouldn't pout if they
were given accommodations.

Accommodations?

I think you've got things
backwards, Congresswoman Latham.

Women, like men,
are in the military

to serve their community,
not vice versa.

Nobody's serving anybody
if the Navy recruits women

and then chases them away.

Andrea Granado wasn't chased--
she ran.

From what, Colonel?

[
door closes
]

Hi.

Hello.

Dr. Walden.
Dr. Sydney Walden?

That's right.

It's an old family name.

You're not the first
to expect my grandfather.

So, Admiral Chegwidden,

how can I help you?

Well, actually, I'm, um...

I'm here
about a friend.

Admiral, there's no shame
in erectile dysfunction.

Dr. Walden,
I'm the Judge Advocate General

of the United States Navy,
and, as such, I think

I possess enough respect
for the truth

to be forthcoming if I had
a problem, which I don't.

Not that I...

um... lately... but the, um...

I know what you mean, Admiral.

Work doesn't
leave much time

for relationships.

Kind of ironic for me, I guess.

Is... is this
your
son?

Yes.

My husband died
almost 12 years ago.

Danny plays lacrosse
for Maryland-- just a freshman.

Listen, I hope
I wasn't too strident. I...

It's refreshing to meet someone
who doesn't mince words.

Now...

about your friend.

Uh... yeah, right, right.

Um... well,
he's a naval aviator--

flew after taking Viagra.

Foolish, maybe,
but it wasn't an issue

until he had a mishap.

No fatalities.

But the Navy's touchy about it.

Right.

I know the common wisdom
about the drug

is that it decreases the ability
to distinguish blue from green.

Exactly. The color
of the lights on the taxiway

where the accident happened.

Look, have your friend come in,
Admiral.

I'll examine him,
and we can determine exactly

what the drug does to his sight.

Well, I don't know if he's going
to be comfortable with that.

Even if it gave him a defense?

MRS. GRANADO:
Andrea's sisters, her brother--

we were all excited

she was going
to be working with airplanes--

the whole block was.

But I guess she never
got close to an airplane

did she,
Commander Rabb?

No, ma'am,
I'm afraid she didn't.

Oh, that recruiter.

He filled her head
with all kinds

of jets and fancy uniforms.

You know,
glamorous stuff

she was never
going to get

if she stayed
around here.

Did
you
hear
the recruiter promise

or guarantee anything?

I never met him.

Too busy working here.

Plus, I thought Andrea--
she was 19 then--

she could make
her own decisions.

Sounds like you have
a lot of faith in Andrea.

Nothing but, Commander.

She was great in school.

She took care of my other kids--

you know,
after her father passed

and I had to be out
of the house so much.

Did Andrea ever have an attitude
problem, Mrs. Granado?

Oh, well,
she could be a little bossy

but other than that,
she was like a second mother.

Did she tell you that she was
planning on leaving the ship?

I didn't even know
she was unhappy.

She wrote to me
everything was swell

but when she got home,
it all came out.

[
romantic music playing
]

Big improvement over premieres
and hijackings, huh?

[
chuckles
]
It is, isn't it?

You sound surprised.

No. Just haven't
had many evenings

like this recently.

Well, things
can
change, Harm.

I think I'm looking
at a very interesting future.

Whoa. I think
it's a little early

for predictions, huh?

You're not very good
at relationships, are you?

I just don't think

we should be getting
ahead of ourselves.

Oh. Oh, no, no, no, no.

Harm, no,
you don't understand.

I think I understand.
You said that you think

there's an interesting
future and...

No, no.
It's a movie, Harm.

The budget's
only about $2.5 million,

but it's a really
great opportunity.

Oh.

Oh.

What's the movie about?

It's actually
about loneliness.

Love triumphs?

Well, not in the script
that I read, but...

they had a really
great time

along the way.

Really?

Really.

A really good time?

Really good time.

Is everybody getting
court-martialed

this nervous, sir?

Comes
with the territory, I guess.

Commander.

Just who I was looking for.

An addendum to our witness list.

Paul Skowron?

Ask your client.

He's a guy I know.

More like the boyfriend

she deserted the Navy
to be with.

Boyfriend just slip your mind,
Seaman Granado?

I didn't think
he mattered, sir.

You better believe he matters
if he's the reason

you left that ship.

No, Commander.

Everything I told you
is the truth

about my recruiter lying to me

promising me things that were
never going to happen.

How long after you left the ship

did you go
to your boyfriend's house?

Right away, sir, but it's not
what you're thinking.

Enlighten me.

I didn't have
anywhere else to go.

How many days did you stay
at Paul Skowron's?

[
voice breaking
]:
Three days, sir.

Four days, sir.

MacKENZIE:
And in those four days
she spent

at your apartment,
Mr. Skowron,

did Seaman Granado
talk about the problems

she was having
with the Navy?

She said she couldn't
deal with it, you know.

Anything about a recruiter?

Anything about broken promises?

We actually didn't do
a whole lot of talking.

[
scattered chuckles
]
I see.

So while Seaman Granado was
at your house, she was just...

enjoying your company.

Yeah. I knew she'd been
hearing from her friends

that I was seeing
other girls

so I figured she wanted
to try and get us back together.

Because she was jealous?

I think so, yeah.

MacKENZIE:
Jealous enough
to desert from the Navy?

Objection, Your Honor.

This calls
for the witness to be

a mind reader.Sustained.

No further questions.

RABB:
Mr. Skowron...

prior to these four days

that Seaman Granado spent
with you in March

when was the last time
you saw her?

I don't know, maybe
nine, ten months ago.

Which would be
before Seaman Granado
entered the Navy, correct?

I guess.

RABB:
Had she been back
to Baltimore in this time?

I think so.

I heard she was.

She didn't see you then?No.

So, since she lived with you
for four days in March

has she moved back in with you?

No. She's staying
with her mother.

RABB:
So what you're saying

is that she treated
your apartment
like a hotel, only cheaper.

Objection.

Sustained.

We are still seeing each other.

RABB:
Every week?

Sometimes.

Are you engaged, Mr. Skowron?

No.

So, really what you
and Seaman Granado have

is a casual social relationship.

I suppose so, yes.

Thank you.

ROWE:
She dropped her Brasso, ma'am

splashed it all over my trousers

and then she walked
right over the brow.

Without permission,
Petty Officer Rowe?

I couldn't
believe it, ma'am.

You don't just
quit the Navy.

Did you have any other reaction?

Well, yes, ma'am--

anger.

We were preparing to deploy--

loading gear, testing systems,
working like plow horses.

Seaman Granado
couldn't have picked

a worse time
to jump ship.

Thank you.

No further questions.

So, you were understaffed.

You were preparing to deploy--
checking systems, loading gear--

and you couldn't find anything
better for Seaman Granado to do

than to polish brass?

It's a part of Navy life, sir...

like swabbing the deck.

Which is exactly what
you had ordered Seaman Granado

to do next, isn't it?

Yes, sir.Were you singling

Seaman Granado out

for drudge work,
Petty Officer Rowe?

I wanted to make a point, sir,

that she needed
to apply herself.

Was that the point,

or was the point
that Seaman Granado is a woman?

No, sir.

GALINDEZ:
Yeah.

Got it. I owe you one. Thanks.

Lieutenant Singer.

I checked around
like you asked

found somebody interesting.

Let's take a look.

Isaac Crawford.

Yes, ma'am, he lives
in Pikesville,

in case you need
him as a witness.

Good, good.

Commander Rabb...

I found someone
you can use

to counter Granado's recruiter,

and he lives in Maryland,

so it'll be easy
to call him as a witness.

Nice work, Lieutenant.
That was fast.

Thank you, sir.

RABB:
Let's take a look.

Can I help you, Lieutenant Sims?

You don't want
the admiral catching me

with a messy desk, gunny.

I thought she was just
bringing me my lunch.

She's been like
this for days.

Isn't there a drawer
we can put these in?

TULLY:
So the good news is

this lady doctor
can maybe prove

That Viagra didn't
affect my eyesight.Right.

Which leaves
only one other explanation--

that I'm a half-assed aviator

who should be kept away
from planes for the rest

of his natural life.

So we're back to square one.

I'll plead ignorance.

Ignorance does not become
a base commander

especially at a FNAEB.

I know.

I really did think that stuff

would be out of my system
by the time I flew.

Pete, the rule is clear.

Is there a rule
that says I can't have

a happy marriage, too?That is not
the issue here.

You mean we're just naval
officers and nothing else

right, Admiral?When it comes
to that board, you bet.

I'm not making it very easy

for you to be
a character witness, am I?

Well, it's not me
I'm worried about.

WOODLING:
Two days after

Seaman Granado deserted,
we began tactical testing

in preparation for deployment
to the Adriatic.

We had general quarters drills,

fired all of our weapons,

did everything we
could possibly do

to achieve combat readiness.

Should Seaman Granado have been
there, Commander?

Oh, without question, Colonel.

Her absence simply made life

that much harder
for everybody else.

Thank you.

Commander, how did
the
Hartung
perform
in its tac tests?

We scored 97% or better
on everyone.

I was very proud of my crew--
the ones who chose to stay.

RABB:
So, then, you are
fully prepared

to deploy next
week, correct?

Yes, we are, Commander.

Then Seaman
Granado's absence

did not affect
your combat readiness.

Well, that's no excuse
for what she did.

Commander, isn't what she did

generally punished with
a lesser charge than desertion?

Objection. Relevance.

I'll allow it. Overruled.

I don't know what's
"generally" done, Commander.

I assume you know
what is specifically done

aboard your ship,
then, Commander.

How many absence offenses

have you sent
to courts-martial
in the past year?

Two or three.

Maybe this list
will jog your memory.

There were four.

For three men prosecuted

for unauthorized absence,
one woman--

Seaman Andrea Granado--
prosecuted for desertion.

WOODLING:
Her timing was worse.

Her attitude was worse.

And her sex was worse, too,
wasn't it, Commander?

Are you using Seaman Granado
to prove that a woman CO

can be as tough as any man,

Commander?No, I am not.

Are you trying
to weed out somebody

who doesn't meet
your standards

of what a Navy
woman should be?

They're not my standards,
Commander.

Whose standards are they,
Commander?

The Navy men who might use

a woman like Seaman Granado
against a woman like you?

Objection.

That's enough, Commander.

RABB:
I have no further questions,
Your Honor.

[
gallery murmuring
]

MacKENZIE:
Let me get this straight--

a woman commanding officer
is a male chauvinist pig?

Mac, you know she's doing
exactly what I said she is.

What I know is
that your client jumped ship.

Harm...

I thought you had a meeting
about the movie.

Mm-mm. Got canceled.

Well, don't get me wrong--
I'm glad to see you.

Well, you shouldn't be.

Colonel MacKenzie here
called me as a witness.

RABB:
Now, what could Renee
possibly have to do with this?

She fits into my case.

Really?
Yeah.

Would she fit
into your case

if she wasn't my girlfriend?

Do you think I let
your social life

dictate my
trial strategy?

How would you like it

if I called Brumby
as a witness?

How soon can you
get him here?

Anything you'd like
to share with the court,

Colonel MacKenzie,
Commander Rabb?

No, sir.
No, sir.

Then call
your first witness, Commander.

Was it difficult

to convince Andrea Granado
to enlist, Chief Pearson?

No, sir.
She was very positive

about the Navy,
very enthusiastic.

So you didn't have
to mislead her

about anything that might happen
to her in the Navy?

I don't do that, sir.

Really?

Do you recall recruiting
Isaac Crawford, Chief?

I beg your pardon, sir?

You convinced
Mr. Crawford to enlist

back in June of 1998.

He was honorably discharged
eight months later

because the Navy failed
to honor a contract

containing promises
you made him.

That was an unusual case, sir.

What promises did you make
Andrea Granado, Chief Pearson?

I told her there was
an excellent chance

she'd become
a flight controller, sir.

You didn't know
that there was a chance

she wouldn't become
a flight controller, Chief?

I didn't know the school
was almost over-quota'd, sir.

RABB: Did you explain
to Andrea Granado

that something
like this might happen?

I didn't tell her any lies, sir,
but a recruiter stresses

what's likely to go right,
not what might go wrong.

CHEGWIDDEN:
Admiral Hodges,
members of the panel...

in the 31 years
that I have known him,

Captain Peter Tully
has always been

a consummate warrior.

He has flown
combat missions

in every conflict
this nation has faced

from Vietnam to Bosnia.

You need only to look
at his chest to understand

this is a man
who has never taken

a backward step
in the face of danger.

I'm proud to call him a friend.

I am honored to call him
a fellow Naval officer.

OFFICER:
Admiral Chegwidden,
you say that knowing

that Captain Tully
violated a general order

from the Bureau
of Medicine and Surgery.

The Judge Advocate
General's office

must not be as unbending
as I've always thought.

We're not talking
about a crime here, Admiral.

He took a normal
50-milligram dose

a full 21 hours before he flew,
almost four times

the waiting period
required of civilian pilots,

and now his career
hangs in balance--

a career, gentlemen, I believe
does not deserve to end

on such a note.

Thank you, Admiral Chegwidden.

Captain Tully.

You stand here today

because you put yourself
before the Navy

and thereby risked
your career,

your life and conceivably,
the lives of others.

Yes, sir.
But...

as Admiral Chegwidden said,

your record should count

for more
than a single foolish mistake.

It will, however,
do so only once.

Come this way again, Captain,

you'd better strap yourself in
for a court-martial.

Dismissed.

Aye, aye, sir.

Admiral, I owe you one.

Say, why don't you
come to dinner

with me and Mary Anne, huh?

Bring a date,
if you're seeing someone.

With my workload?

I'll, uh... I'll give
you a call.

GRANADO:
All I wanted was to be

an air traffic controller, sir.

And that is what
you were led to believe
you'd be trained as?

Yes, sir.

By my recruiter,
Chief Petty Officer Pearson,

and then school
got delayed,

and then there were
too many people,

and then I was
just out of luck.

Is this why you left
the
Hartung?

No, that was not the reason.

Then why, Seaman Granado?

Because they acted
like they didn't need me, sir,

the way that my recruiter
said that they did.

Thank you.

Seaman Granado, isn't it true
that the Navy offered you

other schools when air traffic
controller school was

no longer available?Yes, ma'am.

Do you recall what
those other schools were for?

No, ma'am, not really.

Well, let me
refresh your memory.

Cryptology, information systems,

aviation electronics.

But they weren't
in my contract, ma'am.

Do you mean this contract,
Seaman Granado?

Yes, ma'am.

Is that your signature?

That is my signature.

It said I could go

to air traffic
controller school, ma'am.

You read the contract carefully?

Yes, ma'am.

Then I'm sure you recall
this sentence:

"Scheduling of the above school

is subject
to the needs of the Navy."

[voice breaking]:
No, ma'am, I don't.

Are you sure? Because it's very
important upon entering
the Navy

that you realize
its needs come before yours.

I'm sorry, Colonel,
but I do not remember that.

It was there
for you to read, wasn't it?

It was in your hands.

You signed it.

Yes, but Chief Pearson
should have said something.

Why is that, Seaman Granado?

Was he the one enlisting?

No, ma'am.

I was.

No further questions.

Redirect, Your Honor?

Seaman Granado, you were 19
when you enlisted, correct?

Yes, sir.Had you signed

many contracts
at this point?

No, sir.

None?

None, sir.

In light of this fact,
did Chief Pearson

encourage you to read
the fine print in this contract?

No, sir.

The defense rests, Your Honor.

Colonel, any rebuttal?

Yes, Your Honor. I'd like
to call Renee Petersen.

Your Honor, may we approach?

Sir, Miss Petersen is not
an appropriate witness.

She certainly is, Your Honor.

She is an expert
on recruiting.

In fact, she directed
a commercial

that Commander Rabb himself
starred in.

I've seen it.

That hardly makes her an expert.

Sir, this is a
blatant attempt

to put the focus on me.

Embarrassed
by your performance, Commander?

No, sir.

Did you think his performance

was embarrassing, Colonel?

Absolutely not, Your Honor.

Then we agree.

Miss Petersen may testify.

PETERSEN:
I've shot
a dozen or so rock videos

and two documentaries,
and people were impressed...

Navy people.

Why the Navy, Miss Petersen?

My edge, my honesty,
my reputation for independence.

MacKENZIE: Did your reputation
remain intact when you made

your commercial
for the Navy?
Yes.

Did you write the script

for your commercial,
Miss Petersen?

Yes, based on my own research.

Were you ever instructed

by anyone from the Navy
to sugarcoat your subject?

I don't operate that way,
Colonel.

The Navy wanted to present

a fair picture of itself
to recruits,

and that's what I gave them.

Thank you.

Your witness, Commander.

[
clearing throat
]

Miss Petersen...

how many people
did you interview at JAG

in your preparation
for the commercial?

Four.

Uh, Admiral A.J. Chegwidden,

Lieutenant Bud Roberts,
Petty Officer Jason Tiner

and you.

But they didn't end up
in your commercial, did they?

No.

Why?

You can start
with Admiral Chegwidden.

PETERSEN:
He, um...

he was a little stiff.

Lieutenant Roberts?

His work in the Navy
wasn't very interesting.

You actually

shot some film
with Petty Officer Tiner,

didn't you?
Yes.

But you didn't use it.

Why?

[ exhales ]

Because all he could talk
about was his filing system.

It bored me out of my skull.

So you picked me.

You weren't boring.

I wasn't a typical JAG lawyer?

No.

You flew Tomcats.

Doesn't this contradict

your earlier testimony,
Miss Petersen?

You said that you gave
potential recruits

an honest depiction

of Navy life.Objection. Argumentative.

Overruled.Miss Petersen,

did putting me
in your commercial

faithfully represent the Navy
as you saw it?

It was a commercial.

Commercials are made to sell.

You show the best.

I thought you were the best.

I made a mistake.

No further questions.

MORRIS:
You may step down,
Miss Petersen.

[
sighing
]

I request a recess, Your Honor.

Fifteen minutes.

Renee...

It's my job.

To humiliate me?

I'm defending my client.

At my expense.

[
elevator bell dings
]

Renee...

[ sighs ]

[
punches button
]

[ sighs ]

When Seaman Granado didn't get
the school she wanted,

she caved into selfishness,
and became a deserter instead.

When she was apprehended, she...

she tried
to dodge responsibility

by saying
her recruiter lied to her.

But she's an adult,

and she did sign
on the dotted line.

I ask you
to convict Seaman Granado

on all charges
and specifications.

There are no villains
in this case.

Though... there is a victim--

Seaman Andrea Granado.

We cannot castigate
the Navy for wanting

to bolster its ranks,

and we cannot pillory
its recruiters

for responding aggressively
to the Navy's requirements.

These charges
against Seaman Andrea Granado

who joined the Navy
eagerly, yet blindly

far outweigh her transgressions.

Acquit her...

in the name of basic decency.

Will the defense please rise?

Captain Imhoff, will you
announce the findings, please?

"On the charge and specification
of dereliction of duty,

"this court-martial
finds you not guilty.

"On the charge and specification
of desertion,

"this court-martial
finds you not guilty.

"On the lesser included offense
of unauthorized absence,

"this court-martial
finds you guilty.

"On the charge and specification
of missing ship's movement

this court-martial
finds you guilty."

MORRIS:
I'll commence sentencing
at 0900 tomorrow.

This court is adjourned.

[
crying
]

Wh-What's going to happen
to me now, sir?

If we're lucky, no confinement

but a bad-conduct
discharge.

Not out celebrating?

I don't feel like it.

You did what
you could, Harm.

It was a loser case.

Have you talked to Renee?

Since when did you
start worrying about Renee?

[
muffled
]: Colonel, Commander!
Harriet's not mad at me anymore.

Harriet's not mad
at him anymore.

Baby?

I'm pregnant.

Congratulations.Thank you.

MacKENZIE:
Oh! Congratulations, Bud.Thank you, Colonel.

That's great.Way to go, Bud.

Thank you, sir.

Can you believe it?That's so great.

[
laughing ]

[
indistinct voices
and laughter
]

RABB:
Oh, way to go, Bud!

[
sighs
]

Dr. Walden?

A.J. Chegwidden.

Uh, no. No.

Actually, I don't think
you'll have to testify.

Things went pretty well
for my friend.

[
laughing
]

Yes, he really does exist...

but, um,
that's not why I was calling.

I was hope...

wondering if you
were free Saturday night.

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