Original subtitles

[Roberts] I was 11

when my dad took me on my first Tiger cruise.

He was a cook on the Arleigh Burke.

Oh, man, I remember

I spent the entire cruise

in sickbay puking my guts out.

Bad cooking?

No, sir. Just rough seas.

[Josh on radio] Iceberg off the port bow.

In the Gulf of Mexico?

Annie and I took Josh to see the Titanic last night before we sailed.

What makes you think it's an iceberg, Mr. Pendry?

Well, I guess it could be a sailboat, sir.

We don't guess in the Navy.

If you don't know what you've sighted,

it's an unidentified ship,

aircraft or object.

Understood, sir.

He sounds like a sailor already.

It's in his blood, Bud.

His old man was a hell of a naval aviator.

You know, it's really a shame Annie won't let Josh

have anything to do with the Navy.

I was amazed you got her permission

to let him go on this Tiger cruise.

Well...

I didn't exactly.

I told Annie we were going sailing

for the weekend.

[Josh] Lifeboat off the port bow!

What makes you think it's a lifeboat, Mr. Pendry?

Well, it's flashing an SOS, sir.

Josh, Tiger cruise is not the place to play games.

False alarms are not funny.

I'm not playing games, Harm. Look.

[Rabb] There is a lifeboat...

that's going under.

[narrator] 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.

[opening theme music playing]

[man speaking gently in Spanish, sailors shouting orders]

[woman groans loudly]

[Skipper] Those refugees owe you their lives, Mr. Pendry.

[Josh] Well, I didn't do anything, sir.

Well, you were alert and you reported in a timely fashion.

You can be proud of Josh, Commander.

I am, Skipper.

Bet you can't wait to tell your mom,

eh, Josh?

The refugees are quarantined in hangar one, sir.

They appear to be in good shape with one exception...

A potential addition to our Tigers.

Don't tell me that pregnant woman is about to deliver.

She's in labor, Skipper.

Wow.

Can we helo her to Gitmo?

Having delivered myself, sir,

I wouldn't have a baby in a helo.

Permission to move her to sickbay.

-Granted. -Thank you, sir.

Commander Rabb,

if that baby is born on an American warship,

what does that do to our policy of returning all refugees to Cuba?

Well, sir, offhand, I'd say it complicates it.

The baby would be an American citizen,

so we would have to provide

temporary refuge to the mother until state can make a decision.

And I thought this would be an uneventful weekend cruise.

Sir, with your permission, I'd like to inform JAG of the situation.

Maybe they can get the ball rolling at State.

Permission granted.

[Skipper] Tell Engineering to stand by to answer all bells.

Keep your eye on him, okay?

He has a bad habit of slipping away.

Aye, aye, sir.

[Skipper] Plot a course for Gitmo, Mr. Williams.

Aye, sir.

Mi esposo! Quiero mi esposo.

Do you understand Spanish, ma'am?

Yes. I think that she's asking for her husband.

-Si, si, mi esposo. Mi esposo. -We better get him.

She's so agitated, it could complicate the delivery.

Mi esposo!

Donde esta mi esposo?!

Okay, I'll be right back.

-Mi esposo! -Get that door!

[conversing in Spanish]

-Is-Is Rosalita all right? -Are you her husband?

I'm her brother. She has no husband.

She was raped by Castro's soldiers in prison.

Come with me.

You, too, Corporal.

Aye, ma'am.

[officer over P.A.] All Tigers report to the wardroom

for escort to the lifeboat drill.

All Tigers report to...

Okay, Josh, let's go.

I'm learning a lot more up here, Mr. Roberts,

and I, uh, know how to get into a lifeboat.

Oh, yeah? Hmm. Well, orders are orders, Mr. Pendry.

Aye, sir.

Gracias.

Thank you.

Don't let him leave unescorted.

Aye, aye, ma'am.

[Chief] Watch yourself in the ladder well,

Tigers. Aye, aye, sir!

Gotcha! Yes, sir!

Isn't this cool?

Flying in an F-14 is cool.

You've flown in an F-14?

Yeah, on the ground.

Is he your father?

Him? No way.

My dad was a naval aviator.

My mom's the executive officer of the Stockdale.

You look just like her.

Thank you, sir.

-Is he your baby-sitter? -N-no. No.

See, I don't even know him, do I, Lieutenant?

Uh, that's right.

I'm just heading off to, uh, Communications.

I have to examine her.

Sir, I have to examine her.

Sir, I-I-I need to try to calm her.

She was raped by soldiers

and she's afraid of anyone with a uniform on.

Please, sir.

Look, I'm going to go check on your friends, okay?

I'll be back in five minutes.

Thank you, Doctor.

I'm a corpsman, not a doctor.

Okay, Rosa, todo va bien.

Mireme, mireme, mireme.

Pregnant women.

They're worse than Marines.

Easy, Doc. I'm armed.

Encrypt and send this ASAP.

Yes, sir.

Bud? What are you doing here?

Following orders, sir. You wanted me to keep an eye on Josh

and I was doing that

until he met this little girl.

It's always a woman, huh?

See, I was, like, the only parent in the group

and I felt I was embarrassing Josh,

so I ducked out.

Well, as long as he's with the Tigers,

I'm sure he's fine.

Well, that's just it, sir.

I think he went port when they all went starboard.

[sighs]

That kid could elude a Marine recon team.

[imitating engine]

[Rosa screaming]

[man] Help! Please help her!

Please!

Ay, Dios mio! Ay, Dios mio!

[Chief] Okay, Tigers, listen up.

[Rabb] You see him?

No.

One step at a time, all right?

First step...

But there's the little girl

he was with.

Hi.

Hi, Lieutenant.

He's flying.

Josh?

Cute name.

That's who you're looking for, isn't it?

-It is. -I told him

there was a Seahawk in the other hangar

and he went UA.

[sighs]

[Rabb on radio] Mr. Pendry, your flying days are over.

You are grounded, mister.

How did you know where I was?

Good officer knows the deployment of his men at all times,

especially those likely to disobey orders.

Stay where you are until I get there.

Roger. Wilco.

[laughing]

"Roger. Wilco."?

This isn't funny, Bud.

No, sir.

Wait here,

in case he decides to eject.

Aye, sir.

Is that his dad?

Josh's dad died in a plane crash.

The Commander's a friend of his mother.

I'm glad he's not a friend of my mother.

Where's Corporal Cordova?

You can die

or you can try and save that Marine's life.

Everyone inside.

Captain's orders.

[Chief] Okay, let's go.

We're going to store our vests inside,

then we'll move upstairs.

He's out of uniform.

Who?

The corporal.

He's not wearing his cover

and he's under arms.

[Roberts] You're right.

-I see the look in your eyes of a rabbit about to run. -I'm no rabbit.

Good... 'cause I wouldn't want to have to kill a rabbit

in front of all these children.

Inside.

[terrorist soldier] Come on, let's go!

[Rabb] Last time you did this, you almost got yourself killed.

I'm sorry, Harm, sir.

Sorry doesn't cut it, Josh.

You're a loose cannon.

Loose-- Loose cannons have no place in the Navy.

Yes, sir.

It's going to be tough enough explaining to your mother

that our weekend sail was on a frigate.

Imagine how difficult it would be

if something happened to you.

Yes, sir. No excuse, sir.

You're on report, mister.

Aye, sir.

That Marine over there is going to die unless we get him to sick bay.

Erin Terry.

[Roberts] Did you hear me? I said

the Marine is going to die.

He heard what you said.

Which one of you is Erin?

Step forward, Erin.

Your mother is the executive officer, isn't she?

Does she love you very much?

Show him.

[Velcro tearing]

-You know what this is? -Semtex.

Enough to blow up this hangar and everyone in it.

-Including you. -Of course.

[terrorist leader] You will accompany Erin and I to the bridge, Lieutenant.

Erin.

Mr. Roberts, this bridge is off limits to refugees.

Sir, he's not a refugee.

He's a terrorist.

[explosion in distance]

-Harm? -Easy, buddy.

That was your small arms locker, Captain...

[distant explosion]

That is your com center.

Whatever it is, the captain will pass the word.

There are 206 crewmen aboard this ship.

[terrorist leader] Not one of which is armed.

And if you should try to physically overwhelm us

with sheer man... or womanpower,

the Lieutenant will explain why that wouldn't be wise.

Lieutenant?

That refugee wasn't pregnant.

She had a fake belly full of Semtex.

She's down on the helodeck

with all the children.

No. You wouldn't dare.

I was afraid that would be your attitude,

so, to demonstrate my resolve...

[cocks gun]

No.

Captain?

This is the captain speaking.

The refugees we rescued have destroyed

our com center and small arms locker.

They've taken our children hostage

and are threatening to kill them

if we offer any resistance.

Therefore, I hereby order you

not to actively resist

until we can resolve the situation.

God bless. That is all.

Not quite.

-Mom, what's going on? -Are you okay?

-[Erin] Mom? -You're gonna be fine.

-Honey, listen, it's going to be just fine. -Mom...

[terrorist leader] This is Miguel Cortez speaking.

For the next few hours, I will be in command of the Stockdale.

My first order is to set condition four.

All crew members not on watch

will report to the aft mess deck.

That is all.

[hangs up receiver]

My chair, Captain.

Erin,

over here, please.

It's okay.

Go ahead.

[Cortez] Which way should we go?

Shall we go that way

or this way?

I think we should go this way.

Steer 0-9-0!

Turning 0-9-0.

Aye.

[whispering]

They've posted a guard in the passageway.

We can't go out the hatch.

But we can fly out.

You can fly a helicopter, can't you, Harm?

Well, in a pinch.

We'd have to open the hangar door,

tow this out, unfold the rotors and start the engines.

Think we could do all that without them knowing?

-No. -Besides, we can't leave

your fellow Tigers behind, can we, buddy?

No, sir.

So what are we going to do, Harm?

Well, the first thing we have to do

is notify someone outside this ship what's going on,

but if they've blown up the com center,

we can't do that.

Under Siege!

What?

Steven Seagal in Under Siege.

He-He-He got the Pentagon on a satellite radio

from a lifeboat.

Unfortunately, this isn't a movie, Josh.

These lifeboats have satellite radios

with an emergency beacon and a short-range voice transmitter.

We could activate one. Coast Guard would come,

but before we could inform them of our situation,

who knows what these terrorists are likely to do?

It was so cool in the movie.

Well, I'm sure it was.

There are radios in this helo.

I don't think their signal would penetrate these steel bulkheads,

unless...

What is it?

It's a high-frequency antenna.

An HF radio's the only one on this helo

capable of transmitting over the horizon from sea level.

They trail this behind them in the air.

It should be long enough

to reach through the overhead outside.

Unfortunately, there's nothing up there

big enough for me to crawl through.

Bet I could climb through one of those air vents.

I bet you won't get

a chance to try.

Well, see, I could climb up that pipe

and then monkey swing across to the vent.

Yeah, and you could fall 30 feet

and ruin your day.

That's not going to happen.

My cell phone.

It would work out here?

Yeah, there are drilling platforms all over the Gulf.

They all have cell phone repeaters.

If we're close enough to one, I could make a call.

It's a long shot, but, uh, it's all we have.

What are you waiting for, Harm?

Make the call.

My cell phone's in my stateroom.

Where's the deck?

There isn't one.

This is a dockside loading hatch.

There's a rim...

if I hug the bulkhead, I could make it.

You wait here.

I can...

That's an order.

Aye, aye, sir.

That's not good for you.

Your daughter is concerned for my health.

What do you say to that, Lieutenant Commander Terry?

Inhale.

[over radio] Miguel, it's Juan.

Go.

I've got the missile code books.

I'll need the missile launch key.

It will be delivered shortly.

You're not gonna fire a missile from my ship.

This is no longer your ship, Captain.

Let's see, I believe the XO carries a launch key at all times.

I won't let you do this.

-I will shoot. -I can't.

[crying]

He's dead.

The key.

That is why women do not belong on combat ships.

They are too sensible.

Come, my dear.

We have a key to deliver.

[sobbing] Mom!

Maintain your current course and heading.

I will check when I return.

[closes phone]

Don't look down, Josh.

Don't look down.

[grunting]

Who are you going to blow up?

Fidel Castro.

You have a problem with that, little girl?

But you're Cubans.

Not just Cubans... Cuban liberators.

Have you set the coordinates?

Just about to do that.

How accurate is a harpoon?

Do you want to hit Fidel's nose or his feet?

[chuckles]

Both.

Fire two missiles.

Why not?

Fidel is scheduled to arrive at the National Stadium

in 90 minutes.

As soon as I hear him speaking,

I'll give you the signal to launch.

15 minutes later,

esta libre

nuestra Cuba.

Asi mismo.

Josh. Josh?

[grunting, clanking]

[panting]

[yells out]

[Rabb quietly] Hang on, Josh!

Hang on!

[Josh] Don't look down.

I won't.

Okay, buddy.

Here. Arm around.

Come on. Come on.

Okay. Okay?

Are you mad at me?

No. Only if you keep choking me.

Sorry.

Okay. Now, hang on,

'cause I'm going to swing back.

Wait, Harm...

The vent's right above us.

I can do it.

All right, go. Go.

Get up there.

Secure the antenna and come right back down.

All right.

Be careful.

Wow. This is cool.

Hurry up!

[MacKenzie] I got here as quickly as I could, Admiral.

11 minutes for a woman in a shower.

Must be some sort of record.

Not for a Marine, sir.

25 minutes ago,

Patrol Wing Five picked up an HF signal from Commander Rabb.

He's on a Tiger cruise with Josh Pendry.

Why would...?

The USS Stockdale

has been seized by terrorists.

Rabb thinks they're Cuban,

but he's not certain.

Castro captured a frigate?

I doubt if they're Castro's boys.

They're probably Cubans out of Miami

who want to get rid of him.

She carries four Harpoon missiles.

The captain would never let them be fired. He'd die first.

They are holding the Tigers hostage

and are threatening to kill them.

Josh.

What about Josh?

Uh, Mrs. Pendry.

Please, please come in.

You respond to a call almost as fast as a Marine.

What about Josh, Admiral?

Uh, may I be direct?

This is what we know.

The USS Stockdale has been taken over by terrorists.

I'm sorry. What?

As of 25 minutes ago, Josh and Harm had not been captured.

What would terrorists want with a sailboat?

Annie, the USS Stockdale

is a guided missile frigate.

I don't understand. Did they get picked up?

They were aboard.

Harm took Josh on a sailing weekend in Biscayne Bay.

At least that's what he told me.

Roger. Mr. Pendry will monitor the radio. Rabb out.

Josh, I have to get more information.

You think you can handle this?

Yes, sir.

Don't talk to them unless they call you.

Don't talk to them

unless they call you.

Yes, sir.

Understood, sir.

Good man.

This could get tiring.

You have nothing to fear, niños.

If I flip this switch, all you will see

is a bright light.

No pain,

just a bright light

and then...

you'll sleep.

Who are you?

I'm an engineering officer.

I was going aft to check on the turbines.

One of them's running hot.

First of all...

Commander,

the turbines are

three decks down, and that way.

And second, you're a naval aviator who...

According to his collar insignia...

Is now serving as a JAG lawyer.

You know the Navy.

We all do... intimately...

From missile control to cockpit.

Ah. So that's how you're planning to escape... In the Seahawk.

What's a lawyer doing on a cruise?

Shark fishing.

Bueno. Finally... somebody with a sense of humor on this ship.

I doubt the officers and crew find your commandeering their ship very funny.

Are you all right, sweetheart?

Fine, sir.

Sort of.

One of my little hostages belongs to you.

I have no children.

Is that true, Erin?

I hope so.

Why?

'Cause then he won't

be afraid of you.

Cute, but not too cute.

It's a long swim.

Let's go, Commander.

[pilot] Blue Crown, this is Scarsdale 73.

I'm 18 nautical miles north of...

The P-3 is taking this from 18 miles north of the Stockdale.

She's got the bone in her teeth.

She must be making 20 knots.

[SecNav] As you can see,

her forward missile launcher

-is in the raised position. -Where is she now?

80 nautical miles off Havana and closing.

Harpoon missiles are almost in range.

We're operating under the assumption that

the terrorists are anti-Castro extremists bent on killing him.

They have to have precise coordinates on his location.

In 50 minutes, Castro will be addressing the National Assembly

in the soccer stadium

in Havana.

Not much time for a counter-op.

A SEAL team will execute a Halo insertion at 0100 Zulu.

Under a full moon with a frigate at 20 knots?

That's a suicide mission, Mr. Secretary.

No less than you've undertaken in the past, A.J.

What else is in the works?

A Tomcat section will be in position shortly

to intercept any harpoons fired at Havana.

Now, I've been assured that the missiles will be destroyed

before they even reach Cuban territorial waters.

With all due respect,

you are signing those children's death warrants.

We don't see it that way.

There's an aircraft bearing 2-8-0, range 18 miles.

Angels 20. It seems to be flying a holding pattern.

Any other suspicious contacts?

No, just the usual commercial air and shipping.

It's probably a Coast Guard AC-130

looking for drug runners. Keep your eye on them.

How long before we're within range?

About 12 minutes.

I contacted that P-3 from the helo.

From inside the hangar?

Josh ran an HF antenna

up through a vent in the overhead.

That's like 30 feet in the air.

Wait till Annie hears about that.

She's not going to hear about it unless you tell her.

So the Navy knows about our situation?

The aircraft they're talking about is the P-3.

If you waved right now,

their long-range cameras would probably see it.

[observer over radio] Gett spots

on the aft helicopter deck.

Repeat: no way to distinguish between

the ship's crew and the terrorists.

Would you like something with it?

I think we have...

Has Harm ever lied to you?

He's misled me.

That's the bad news. Uh...

the good news is, I can't think of anyone other than Harm

that I'd rather have with Josh at the moment.

Without Harm, Josh wouldn't be

where he is at the moment.

I know why he did it.

He thinks that Josh's future in the Navy is... predetermined

and there's nothing I or anyone else can do about it.

So in his mind, he's helping him

to realize his dreams

over the unwarranted fears of his mother.

That makes him the good guy in Josh's eyes.

Annie, the last thing on Harm's mind

is to alienate you from your son.

Harm hasn't taken responsibility

for what's on his mind,

because no matter which way you look at it,

Josh is with him, not me.

And unless God's smiling on us,

it could end that way.

I know, because of my past behavior,

that I'm considered to be somewhat of an hysteric.

That's not true.

Hey, I can see the way you guys look at me.

I'm not very military in my bearing.

I'm someone who needs to be calmed.

Or I might cry and get sloppy.

Annie...

Isn't that why you brought the tea?

Probably.

If this were your son, how would you react?

I would hold it in.

But then, that's...

why I'm an alcoholic.

¿A que eso, Juan, okay?

Commander...

Where have you been hiding since I seized the ship?

In my quarters.

Don't lie, or it could have dire consequences.

You threaten my daughter again and I'll rip your...

Mommy, don't. Please.

I was in the helo bay.

Trying to radio for help from the Seahawk.

But the radio doesn't

transmit through a steel bulkhead.

Somehow I feel that wouldn't stop a man like you.

-Do you have a cell phone? -I tried that.

Unfortunately, cell phones don't work this far out in the Gulf.

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

Had I known, I'd have called the terrorist hot line.

The terrorists have him.

You're in Key West, calling...

calling your boyfriend who's fishing.

It's a wrong number.

Tony, you there?

Who is this?

It's Sherrie.

-Put Tony on. -Where are you calling

-from, Sherrie? -Key West. Where do you think?

Are you guys coming in or you going to fish all night?

Have the P-3 cut their relay now.

-You have the wrong number. -Yeah, right.

Tony's too drunk to come to the phone, huh?

Well, you tell him when he docks, I am not...

[static crackling]

Contact's broken, sir.

Tony and Sherrie?

Don't ask, Admiral.

I don't... don't know anyone named Sherrie.

[Roberts] It had to be

an atmospheric anomaly.

Cell phones, their range is only good

for 25, 30 miles max.

Juan?

Can a cell phone work out here?

No. We're too far from shore, Miguel.

What's that plane doing?

[Juan] Moving north.

Miguel, I'm ready to launch.

Paciencia, compadre.

Patience.

It won't be long.

Rosalita?

[singing in Spanish]

[Cortez] Rosalita?

[Cortez] Rosalita?

Si?

-Is everything all right? -Si.

I'm singing a lullaby to the children.

I hope for the children's sake, Commander,

that you're telling the truth.

Hey, if I had gotten through on my cell phone,

someone would be here already to stop whatever it is you're planning.

He's going to blow up Castro with a harpoon.

A harpoon's not

a very efficient weapon of assassination.

Liberators

can't be choosy.

Oh, is that what you are... A Cuban liberator?

No. I am the Cuban liberator...

The only one willing to go to the edge

to free my people

from 39 years of oppression.

[female journalist reporting in Spanish]

Castro's speaking to the National Assembly.

You're going to take out the whole building.

-You speak Spanish. -I'm impressed.

You're going to kill hundreds to take out one man?

Anyone in that stadium is a politician.

What makes you so willing to kill indiscriminately?

You couldn't have been more than a baby

when Castro took power.

Actually, I was four years old.

My father was Batista's banker.

In prison, Castro's guards questioned him

about offshore accounts.

He told them everything he knew,

but that didn't satisfy them.

So for his punishment,

they made him choose between his son...

or his hands.

What they didn't count on

were the hands of his son.

This isn't about liberation.

This is about revenge.

It's about justice.

[speaking Spanish, crowd cheering]

[Miguel] Juan, stand by.

Miguel,

the launch key doesn't work.

No! No... Here.

Sorry, Commander, I can't, not for Castro.

Not for anyone.

I gave you an old launch key

my daughter had as a souvenir.

This one is current.

It better be.

[Rosalita] Miguel, what's wrong?

Nothing.

Miguel?

Nothing is wrong, Rosalita.

[Rosalita] Miguel, talk to me.

Everything is going according to plan.

Relax.

We'll be leaving soon.

[Rabb] You have no control over her

and her finger is on the trigger.

Just hope this key works.

Josh, are you there?

Harm, where have you been?

Everybody's been trying to reach you.

SEALs are coming, and Tomcats are waiting

to shoot down any missiles they fire.

Listen up, Josh.

You have to do what I say

and then you've got to get out of there.

Aye, aye, sir.

Stand there.

Try this one.

[bell rings, alarm sounds]

Bueno, bueno.

[Juan] Fire two missiles.

Now, Juan.

Cuba libre.

[officer] Titan Romeo, we have a launch.

Two bogies bearing zero-one-five.

Roger, I have radio contact.

[pilot] Toledo, I'll take port and you take starboard.

[pilot 2] Roger that.

I've got a lock.

Firing, Fox One.

No go. Switching to guns.

[pilot] Romeo Titan... splat... two bogies.

[Juan] They're gone.

I-I don't believe it.

They shot them down.

Load two more.

[Rabb] They'll shoot those down, too.

You got through on the cell phone.

Nah. I used the radio in the helo.

I ran the antenna through the overhead,

so cut that before you take off.

-Kill him, Miguel. -I'd think about that.

They're gonna shoot down anything you launch

and a SEAL team will be here shortly.

Yes.

I'm your only chance you have to get out of here alive.

I can't believe your government

would let the children die to save Castro.

You hate Castro for what he did to your father,

and yet you're doing the same thing

to the parents on this ship.

Disarm Rosalita and you can go.

She'd never allow it.

Tell her Castro's dead.

And we take off, and you shoot us down with the S.A.M.

No one will fire on you. You have my word on that.

I don't trust your word any more than you trust mine.

Then somebody has to die.

We got him? We really got him?

[Miguel] Radio Havana is reporting

tremendous explosions in the stadium.

He could not have survived, Rosalita. We have done it.

I hear the helicopter. Is the helicopter ready?

Yes. They are just waiting for us.

I'm coming for you.

-You know better. -Rosalita...

No. Unless I hold the children, they will shoot you down.

This was always to be my last mission.

Go, mi amigo.

Vaya con Dios.

Rosalita... let the children go.

No.

I'll take them with me.

[singing in Spanish]

Rosalita?

Miguel, it's no use.

I'm not...

It's the only thing you could have done, Commander.

She would have killed them all.

[Roberts] They just went off the radar screen.

-Tomcats? -Josh?

Harm told me to put water in the fuel tanks.

-Cool. -[Roberts] Well, Josh,

it looks like you got your first bogey.

Even if it was technically one of ours.

He looks fine, just like last time.

So do you.

Hmm.

How do you do it?

Court danger and stay healthy?

And why didn't you teach it to Luke?

I'm sorry, Annie.

For Luke?

For deceiving you about the weekend.

Well, I can forgive you for that,

but not for teaching my son to do the same.

You, uh, turned him against me

and that is unacceptable.

Annie, we were going to tell you when we got back.

So deception's okay as long as you admit it?

It's not okay... but at the time,

I thought maybe it was kind of like

staying out past curfew.

Also...

I didn't want Josh to be afraid of life.

Just his mother.

You have a lot of fear, Annie,

and sometimes you transmit it to Josh.

That may be true, but that has nothing to do with you.

That is my problem, my challenge...

along with how to deal with never seeing you again.

Good-bye, Harm.

Annie...

Please don't call.

She accepted.

-What? -Harriet.

She's in Florida with her parents.

I called her, I proposed and she accepted.

Well, th-that... Hey, congratulations, Bud.

Thank you, sir.

You know, I guess just being

so close to death made me do it.

[Roberts] Sir?

Will you be my best man?

Well... I'd... I'd be honored, Bud.

Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

I got to go tell the Major.

Okay.

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