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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 bothare, 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 littleproblem.

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 yourson?

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 youhear 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 canchange, 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 Hartungperform 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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