Original subtitles

RABB: Previously onJAG...

We just received word that Sadik Fahd is in possession

of more than 100 Stinger missiles.

WEBB: And we believe Sadik intends to use the weapons

against targets in the US.

Listen, I'm going away.

This has Webb written all over it.

He needed a pregnant wife.

I'm his cover story.

Go, go, go!

Let's go. Come on, Gunny!

Mac's, uh, vanished somewhere in the hinterland of Paraguay.

I can find her, sir.

Denied.

Then I quit, sir.

RABB: I need help finding a couple of friends.

My company has a policy.

We do not negotiate with terrorists.

I'll do whatever I can...

to keep them away from you.

Commander!

Gunny.

What are you doing here?

It's a long story, sir.

Woman, stand up!

[ gasps ]

You defile motherhood.

You can't do this!

Sarah!

RABB: There's Mac.

GALINDEZ: At least she's alive.

She won't be for long if we don't do something. Let's go.

[ gunfire ]

MACKENZIE: You'll make it.

I have to.

I need you.

I overheard one of the guards

talking about the Stinger missiles.

From what I could make out,

they're in a Mennonite cattle farm about 20 miles from here.

The Stingers are in that semi.

[ engine clanking ]

Harm?

Hang on!

[ opening theme music playing ]

[ hissing and pinging ]

[ sighs ]

[ bird calling loudly ]

Mac.

Mac!

[ groans ]

Mac!

[ panting ]

[ suspense music playing ]

[ in Spanish] Keep looking until you find something.

[ in English ] Hey... take it easy.

If you remain silent,

there is nothing I can do for your friend.

I've told you everything I can, Capitan.

You are an American.

Yes, Capitan.

[ in Spanish ]Why are you here?

I'm not at liberty to say, sir.

Even if it saves your friend's life?

[ bird calling loudly ]

Mac!

[ indistinct chatter in Spanish ]

Just what kind of game were you hunting, my friend?

It's for protection, Capitan.

You must fear your enemies greatly

to carry so formidable a weapon.

Our enemies are capable of inflicting great damage.

This weapon has been fired today.

I love the smell of nitrate in the morning.

[ chuckles ]

So tell me, where is your tall American friend?

The one who was asking about the parrots.

I wish I knew, Capitan.

[ groans ]

[ clattering ]

[ in Spanish ] That was stupid!

Stop! Hold your fire.

Did you find anything?

No, Captain. The car is clean.

[ in English ] No drugs.

No contraband.

You're an honest man.

Por favor, Capitan,

I need to get medical attention for my friend.

[ in Spanish ] Let them through!

Thank you, sir.

If you trespass... [ in English ] Do not cross again.

[ in Spanish ] Of course, sir.

Go on!

[ birds calling loudly ] [ panting ]

[ horn honking ]

Hey!

Hey!

Harm, Harm!

It's me.

Mac, are you... you all right?

I will be when you stop trying to kill me.

Why were you shooting at me?

Well, I heard a gunshot.

The gunshot was my tire blowing out.

I lost control for a minute.

[ sighs ] I mean, you must know what I look like by now.

Well, right now, you're, uh...

you're a little bit blurry.

[ chuckles ] I've often thought I must look that way to you.

Where the hell have you been?

I went back to the ranch.

Everyone's dead.

You should have stayed with the plane.

Harm, you were unconscious.

I was afraid to move you.

I went to get some help.

You know, I left my goggles and my pregnancy pad along the path.

I would have left a trail of bread crumbs,

only I was fresh out of bread.

[ sighs ]

You know, you broke that mirror.

Seven years of bad luck. [ tools clatter ]

Since when are you superstitious?

I always have been.

I just never let on.

So why start now?

Because life is short.

Sooner or later, you have to face up to who you are

and stop trying to be someone else.

You asked.

So how long have you been in therapy?

Apparently, not long enough, because I'm still willing

to have these conversations with you.

Well, don't let my complete lack of interest stop you.

What is it with you?

Did you get up on the wrong side of the plane?

[ woman whimpering ]

[ speaking Spanish ]

Doctor. Por favor.

[ speaking Spanish ]

[ in Spanish ]What happened?

Workplace accident.

[ translates in Spanish ]

Nurse, some pain killers, please!

Tell him no pain killers.

Sir? Tell him.

[ translates in Spanish ]

Good. Thank you.

Antonio, get me an antiseptic and some bandages, please.

[ in English ] Sir, who do I contact?

No one.

Oh, okay, what now?

I'm sure you must have a suggestion.

Know anyone in CIA?

[ scoffs ] As a matter of fact, I do.

Someone you trust?

I should.

I married her while you were away.

[ scoffs ]

Number's out of service.

Hmm, maybe your wife ran off with some other man.

She's probably at the bedside of her sick mother.

Who is this woman?

I'll tell you later.

Mm-hmm.

You hit your head during the crash, huh?

Hey, it wasn't a crash.

It was a hard landing.

Harm, the wings got torn off.

Maybe I should drive.

I've driven with you.

I'm not the one seeing double.

All right, give it shot.

Just wreck everything you lay your hands on.

[ car engine revving ]

So, where we going?

Ciudad del Este.

Back to Agent Hardy?

Clay doesn't trust him.

Well, who does Clay trust?

Me.

Well, look what that got him.

[ tranquil music playing ]

[ woman whimpering ]

How you doing, sir?

Been better.

What's her story?

Her husband's been delayed.

She's alone, scared.

Then go sit with her.

Tell the doctor we'll pay for whatever she needs.

Hell, she can have my painkillers.

These people must have a lifetime membership to the NRA.

Oh... any idea where we are?

Uh, you want to watch where you're going?

I'm fine. Harm!

Hold on.

[ tires screeching ]

[ car engine revving ]

[ tires screech ]

You know, why don't you just keep driving

until we run out of gas or you hit something?

[ car engine revving ]

GALINDEZ: Respire, respire...

Muy bien, muy bien.

Uno, dos, tres...

Sir, if you don't mind me asking,

are you a Christian Scientist?

Church of England.

Then why no pain killers?

I need to think clearly.

Sir, right now, all you need to be thinking about

is how to get home safely.

I'm not going home until I find Sadik.

Sir, how you going to find him?

He's probably gone underground by now.

Hidden among the locals.

I'll find him.

You don't forget the face of the man

who almost tortured you to death.

[ suspense music playing ]

[ cow mooing ]

[ honking horn ]

Oh, my, Harm, it's not going to move.

[ honking horn ]

That's not working.

Well, you make her move then.

How do you know it's a her?

She's obstinate, immune to reason

and totally in the way.

Oh, well, you know, we could always shoot her.

[ sighs ]

[ mellow music playing ]

[ moos ]

What did you say to her?

I told her all about you.

Like every other woman you've ever known,

she ran for her life.

[ chuckles wryly ]

[ car engine revving ]

[ baby crying ]

[ in Spanish ] I love you.

[ kissing noises ] [ baby cries ]

You are just like your dad.

You are so beautiful. Yes, you are.

[ in English ] She asked me to tell you how grateful she was.

Eric, find my clothes. I got to get out of here.

No, sir. That is a direct order,

gunnery sergeant.

I'm not in your chain of command, Mr. Webb.

I have friends at JAG.

I'll have you court-martialed.

We're assigned to Tierra del Fuego.

I been in worse places than that.

No, you haven't.

Trust me.

[ baby crying ]

I think this is it.

You were here, right?

No, I stayed at the hotel when Webb saw Agent Hardy.

He didn't want to compromise me.

How thoughtful of him.

I mean, he invited you down to Paraguay

to pose as his pregnant wife,

but he didn't compromise you one whit.

Hardy seems to have moved out.

Well, what now?

Well, how about a warm bath?

That's your plan?

You got a better one?

Well, yeah, these clothes are filthy.

They're two sizes too big,

and I've been wearing them for a week,

I think I need new ones.

That's your plan? Shopping.

Unless you've brought some dresses with you.

Well, you know, normally I would,

but I didn't want to overpack this time.

You're such a good Boy Scout. Always prepared.

Well, nothing would prepare me for what I found down here.

Seeing me close to Webb?

[ sighs ] What is it you want from me, Harm?

Operating instructions would be nice.

You know, I actually need very little,

only you've never figured that out.

[ mellow music playing ]

RABB: Hey, what'd you do? Drown in there?

I haven't had a bath in a while.

I'm making the most of it.

[ chuckles ]

[ knocking ]

Man on deck.

What?

I'm coming in.

No, you're not.

I knew I should have gotten my own room.

We have company.

Just in case.

You, you planning on bringing people in here?

Because I'm not dressed to entertain.

What?

[ knocking ]

I forgot how beautiful you are.

[ knocking ]

[ knocking ]

Quien es?

It's Hardy.

What do you want?

Merely to help.

Well, that's refreshing. Would have been nice

if you'd have helped the first time I asked.

Could of saved me a hell of a lot of trouble, Hardy.

You and the Colonel seem to have landed on your feet.

Half an hour after Agent Webb and I left you.

After the Predator strike eliminated poor Raul Garcia.

Webb and I ran into a trap.

And how do you figure Sadik knew we were coming?

I see no sign of Agent Webb.

Unless he's in the tub.

He most certainly is not.

So why'd you close your office?

We were compromised.

I have a young girl working for me.

Chosen more for her beauty than her typing skills.

Who turned out to be working for Raul Garcia.

She would tell him things,

and then, in turn...

Garcia would tell these things to Sadik.

Give us one reason to believe you.

We have to go on trust.

Have you contacted anyone?

Well, Mr. Rabb called his wife,

who he claims works for your company.

Your record book says that you're single.

Ah, the mystery deepens.

Here's what I know, Rabb.

There are reports of a massive explosion in the Chaco Boreal.

The blast was heard 50 miles away.

It would take something like the detonation

of 100 Stinger missiles to make a sound like that.

Your point?

You solved the problem in the short term,

but Sadik is still on the loose.

And I think I know how to get to him.

I'm listening.

Maria Elena.

Your secretary.

Yes. I think Sadik will approach her directly,

or has already.

That's a long shot.

Right now, he has no friends. No money.

He can't travel on any of his passports,

but he can still turn to her.

So how do we get close to Maria Elena?

She, um...

likes to party.

Well, she knows who I am.

But she doesn't know the Colonel.

[ cars honking ]

[ upbeat music playing ] [ indistinct chatters ]

Soda water.

[ in Spanish ] You should try the beer.

[ in English ] I don't drink.

Ah, you should not deny yourself the pleasure.

Liquor numbs the sense.

So?

I want to feel everything that happens tonight.

Ah, kiss by kiss?

Kiss by kiss, and remember it all in the morning.

Mostly I'm interested in the short term.

But not that short term.

[ laughs ]

Are you here alone?

No, I'm traveling with a married man,

or so he tells me.

And does he treat you well?

Well, on and off.

When he's in the mood.

What about you?

Well, I was sleeping with my boss,

but, eh, he is different lately.

Distant?

Suspicious.

And after I was so good to him.

At least in bed.

[ laughs ]

BARTENDER: Otra? Si.

[ groans ]

[ pants ]

[ Webb groans ] Mr. Webb...

this really isn't a good idea.

We've got to move on.

Where to?

Ciudad del Este.

Sir, that Land Cruiser is not going to make it

for 20 more miles,

and there's no place to rent a car.

So how the hell do you expect to get anywhere?

Just find my damn pants, and grab me some shoes.

[ speaking Spanish ]

[ in English ] Translate.

She wants to know what your name is.

Why? [ speaking Spanish ]

[ speaking Spanish ]

[ in English ] She wants to name her kid after you.

Clayton.

Clayton?

[ speaking Spanish ] Clayton...

[ speaking Spanish ] Clayton...

[ upbeat music playing ] [ indistinct chatters ]

[ whispering ]

[ indistinct chatter ]

[ upbeat music playing ]

Have you ever been involved with someone

and then you regret it?

Story of my life.

You talking about your boss?

No.

No, another man.

Who?

It doesn't matter.

They're all the same.

Have you ever been to Brazil?

No, I've dreamed about it.

I'm thinking of going to Rio tomorrow.

You want to come along?

Well, what about my married man?

Dump him.

You and I can have fun without the man.

You know, I... I actually lost my passport.

I can get you across the border. No problem.

I know all the tricks.

And I can teach you a few.

Ah...

I think I'd better go.

[ tense music playing ]

[ keys clinks ]

Come on.

[ dramatic music playing ]

You want to ride in the back?

Not until I'm dead.

[ soft music playing ]

What would your new wife think?

Hmm?

She's pretty broadminded.

Okay, you're not really married.

No.

But I do now know what it means

to make a commitment like that.

I went through the ceremony.

There's got to be a story there.

Hmm? Yeah.

[ sighs ]

Why did you do it?

Did it to find you.

That true?

Mostly.

So, um, how do you like the married life?

Don't know yet.

Had to postpone the honeymoon.

But you got to kiss the bride.

Oh, yeah.

You are just full of surprises.

Well, right back at you, MacKenzie.

[ door opening ]

Has your wife followed you down here?

It's your husband.

MACKENZIE: Clay.

Thank God.

RABB: How did you find it?

Oh. I remembered I left a suitcase here.

How did you get a key?

Doorman remembered me.

He also remembered you, Sarah.

Told me you were upstairs two-timing me with another man.

That rat.

Well, I told you to tip him a little better.

[ laughs ]

Any word on Sadik, sir?

Not yet.

We did take care of the Stinger missiles, though.

Yeah, we got a lead maybe.

All right, I'll need to know everything.

Oh, well, we live to be of service to you, Webb.

What happened to your head, Rabb?

Well, I keep bumping into brick walls.

RABB: Look, Hardy believes

Sadik will try to contact his secretary.

Why?

Information, a passport, to

get out of the country.

She's the best shot we've got.

That's pretty thin.

What would you suggest, Mr. Webb?

Right now,

I don't have a plan.

Well, that's refreshingly modest, Clay.

The problem is,

not a lot of people know anything about Sadik.

Between the three of you,

you have killed most of Sadik's known associates.

Now, he's like a chameleon.

He can look Mediterranean or Saudi or South American.

All we know for sure is that he's on the move.

By the way, Rabb,

what the hell are you doing in Paraguay?

He's honeymooning alone.

I came here looking for Mac.

How did you get the Admiral's permission?

I resigned my commission.

Are you insane?

Why didn't you tell me?

There was no time.

Oh, you, you found time to tell Webb

It's not a big deal, Mac.

Harm, this job is your life.

It's all you've got.

You did it for me?

WEBB:Sarah?

This is the same room where we spent our honeymoon.

Yeah.

As I recall, that bed was quite comfortable.

[ grunts ]

We should try to get a doctor.

Let's get his shoes off.

All right, I got one.

Do you want to take off his pants?

That's your job, Mrs. Webb.

Fine. We'll each take a leg.

Gunny, see if you can get us another room, huh?

Gladly, sir.

Then you can decide

who you want to sleep with.

Do me a favor, shut up.

[ indistinct chatter [ upbeat music playing ]

Who's the woman you were with earlier tonight?

A tourist.

American?

Yes.

Was that wise?

I, I got bored waiting for you to show up.

She, she looked interesting.

You know nothing about her?

I, I know that she is beautiful.

You are well compensated for your time.

I expect your undivided attention.

Now, what do you have for me?

I have

what you have asked for.

General Garcia?

Raoul is dead.

I know. Where are the drugs he was holding?

I, I don't know.

What do you mean, you don't know?

You told me you could find out.

We are moving offices, and Señor Hardy--

he is not as forthcoming as he was.

I cannot believe

he would not open his heart to you.

I have given him every reason.

Yes.

You're a hard woman to resist.

Except for you.

And tonight, you look very handsome.

I have no interest in you.

But your friend Hardy must be developing doubts.

It's all about purpose, Marie Elena,

and you have failed me

and yours.

[ tense music playing ]

Please, Señor, give me another chance.

I swear, I will not disappoint you.

I know you won't.

What is it?

Nothing.

Clearly, there was something on your mind.

Oh, I have a lot to say.

Well, spit it out.

Okay. I have a question for you.

You resign your commission,

and you travel 5,000 miles to find me

and damn near get killed.

Well, reel me this, fly boy, why?

I think you know why.

Do I? When you found me

at the hacienda... When I saved your life...

You weren't even glad to see me.

I was kind of busy trying not to get us killed.

You're not even glad

to be here with me right now.

In fact, you've been awful.

So, is this really about Webb?

You know, I'll say this.

I did a hell of a better job protecting you than Webb did.

Where did that come from?

Well, you and him seem to be awfully damn close.

Well, we've been through a lot together. Yeah. I noticed

the tender good-bye at the hacienda.

And just how many times

have you taken his pants off anyway?

I hate it when you're like this.

You hate everything I do.

You're jealous.

I'm not jealous. It's your life.

You do whatever you want, okay?

I just didn't realize you had a thing for him.

I don't have a thing for him.

Yeah? How did you two get so close then?

It just happened.

Like Stockholm Syndrome?

Yeah, maybe. On my part.

Turns out, Clay has always had a thing for me.

Well, he kept it pretty well hidden.

Well, that's Clay.

You just never know what he's thinking.

[ sighs ]

Well, what are you thinking?

That was nice to have someone who...

Someone who what?

Who states his intention.

Who's willing to follow through.

You can have him.

I just hope the hell for his sake

he fares a little better

than your various husbands and boyfriends.

[ sighs ] I'm sorry.

No. Point taken.

At least I manage to actually make it to the altar,

not just in a sham wedding.

[ sighs ]

How long have we known each other?

Eight years.

Wow.

Feels like a lot longer than that.

Yeah, I guess so.

And this is where we end up.

Mac, can we, uh,

table this till some other time?

Yeah, sure.

Sure, that sounds like a great idea.

But, you know, at some point,

we're going to have to take this conversation up,

because the way things are now, neither one of us can move on,

and neither one of us is getting any younger.

[ laughs ]

Did I just say that out loud?

Maybe I do need therapy.

[ sighs ]

[ phone ringing ]

[ sighs ]

Si.

All right. Uh, we'll be right there.

It was Hardy.

Marie Elena is dead.

[gloomy music playing ]

MAN: Maria Elena had her uses.

MACKENZIE: You knew her?

She was one of our best informants.

Let me do the introductions.

This is Caption Jose Molina with the National Police.

You are the man who was looking

for the parrots out in the Chaco.

[ chuckles ]

Did you ever find what you were looking for?

Oh, yeah. But then it flew away.

MOLINA: As you know,

terrorists like to use our country as a staging ground.

It is bad for the tourist business,

so some of us do what we can

to persuade these terrorists to go back where they came from.

I've told the captain you blew up Sadik's missiles. [ siren blaring in distance ]

There are also reports of several deceased men

of Middle Eastern births

scattered in various locations around the Chaco Boreal.

No kidding?

So, if Sadik's missiles

are gone and his men are dead,

then there's no longer a reason for him

to stay in the country.

At least, that is our hope.

You figure he's trying to leave the country?

After this, yes.

You have the airport covered, Captain?

Yes, and the train and bus stations.

He will not get past us.

HARDY: But there's no way

to cover the rivers and the highways.

This is a good country to get lost in,

and we have no idea

which direction he's going or what he's up to next.

MACKENZIE: Well, what now?

What, you're out of ideas?

Oh, I thought you were the one in charge.

No offense, Quinn.

None taken.

The Commander often has delusions of grandeur.

Oh-ho, what a wit.

You're obviously feeling better, Clay.

Nothing like a good night's sleep.

Oh, by the way, Mr. Webb,

are you aware that you snore?

Oh, that was one of your complaints, Sarah.

[ knife clinks ]

Let me help you, Clay.

Thanks.

When Maria Elena and I talked the other night,

she said something very odd.

Oh, I can't wait to hear this.

Let her talk, Rabb.

Thank you, Clay. There you go.

Maria Elena had never been to Brazil.

She was planning a trip to Rio.

I told her I lost my passport.

She said it wasn't a problem,

that she could get anything or anyone over the border.

She did that for Hardy.

[ keypad beeping ]

HARDY: Yeah. Hardy, it's Rabb.

Let's talk booze.

Fine by me.

RABB: Now you were in the import/export business

for Cania, right?

Right.

You ever ship to Brazil?

HARDY: Yes.

Did Maria Elena have anything to do with this?

HARDY: She did the booking for the shipment.

That's why I hired her in the first place.

Family's in the cania business, so she knew who to bribe.

By what means did you export?

By rail.

RABB: Do you have anything leaving soon?

Yes.

When?

Today.

From where?

HARDY: Central Station.

We ship by mixed freight.

Thanks. Look, I'll call you back, all right?

HARDY: Right.

It's a long shot, but we have a lead.

Figure we should call Captain Molina?

I don't know that I trust him.

Hell, I don't know what side of the fence Hardy's sitting on.

Oh, let's go.

Forget it, Webb.

You're in no shape to go. You'd just hold us back.

You know he's right, Clay.

I know.

Gunny, you better stay with Webb.

Oh, but, sir!

Look, one Marine is more than enough.

Trust me.

Besides, Webb needs a baby-sitter.

Yes, sir.

You pick up the tab, huh?

[ train crossing bell dinging ]

[ indistinct chatters ]

[ sighing ] All right, what now, Colonel?

Are you really asking me?

Well, if you got all the Marine training.

Of course, if you're not up for the job,

we can always go with experience.

That would be me.

Age. That would also be you.

Height.

Bigger isn't always better, Harm.

Let's go.

Oh, that's your plan?

[ announcements over P.A. ]

[ train horn blowing ]

[ indistinct chatters ]

Excuse me.

Oh, sorry.

[ man speaking in Spanish ]

Harm, he's on the train.

Passeporte. Passeporte.

RABB: Do you have your passport?

Uh, no,

and a Mennonite farmer has yours.

[ baby crying ] Señor?

Por favor, señora. [ speaking Spanish ]

[ dramatic music playing ]

[ man speaking Spanish ]

I'm sorry. Harm, there he is.

RABB: He's on that train. Come on.

[ train horn blowing ]

Harm, I'm getting out of the truck. No, no, no.

If we stay in the truck, the engineer will have to stop.

Providing he sees us and if there's time.

[ horn blowing ]

There is that.

[ crossing bell clunking ] [ train horn blowing ]

[ brakes squealing ]

[ dramatic music playing ]

[ gloomy music playing ]

Well, we'll see him again.

How do you figure that?

'Cause he's going to try to kill us both.

[ tense music playing ]

RABB: So what now, Gunny?

Mr. Webb and I need to report in at Asunción

before we fly back to the US.

You ever think about coming back to JAG?

Not as long as there are men like Sadik on the loose.

What about you?

Ah, I guess I just got to hope

the Admiral will have me back.

I owe you my life, Gunny.

I wouldn't be standing here if it weren't for you, Colonel.

[ sighs ]

I hope things work out, Clay.

They always do.

[ engine starts ]

Alone at last.

Yeah, I thought they'd never leave.

He's a good man.

Ah, if you like that kind of guy, I guess.

[ door creaks ]

Ready?

No, not-not quite yet.

Mac, we're going to miss the flight.

It's okay.

Tomorrow's another day.

[ chuckles ]

Scarlett, get in the cab.

I don't want to be rushed.

I want to remember all this.

All what?

For a few weeks, everything was...

bigger than life.

Oh, yeah.

The grass was greener, the sky was bluer.

You're not going to break into a song, are you?

[ laughs ] I never noticed this, but you have a way

of just taking the joy out of everything.

Oh, is your life that boring?

No.

No, but after everything that's happened,

I am grateful to be alive,

and it's made me take a second look.

Do you remember that chat we were going to have

about... us?

There's one problem.

Only one?

Things are never going to work out between us.

Why not?

Because we both want to be on top,

and that's physically and emotionally...

impossible.

[ gloomy music playing ]

So long, everybody.

So long, sir. See you, mate.

Bye.

♪ Once a jolly swagman camped beside a billabong ♪

♪ Under the shade of a coolibah tree ♪

♪ And he sang as he sat and waited till his billy boiled ♪

♪ You'll come a-waltzing Mathilda with me ♪

♪ Waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda ♪

♪ You'll come a-waltzing Mathilda with me ♪

♪ And he sang as he sat ♪

♪ And he waited till his billy boiled ♪

♪ You'll come a-waltzing Mathilda with me ♪

[ closing theme music playing ]