Original subtitles

[ soft music playing]

DUNCAN: I hate this part.

GINA: Duncan, you only passed your PRTs

because you have to heave it up here once in awhile.

And be quick about it.

The ship can't afford to have the radar down for long.

DUNCAN: You know what they say, "You can't rush precision."

I know what else they say, "The cable guy's always late."

[ scoffs]

[ groans]

[ typing]

[ computer bleeping]

[ beeping]

Duncan!

What did you just do?

[ tense music playing]

We need a corpsman!

[ opening theme music playing]

[ soft music playing]

[ speaking indistinctly]

Clear the starboard section...

[ man over PA talking indistinctly]

MAN: Sir, ma'am. Captain asked me to greet you.

I'm Lieutenant Jourgensen.

Combat Information Center Divisional Officer.

This happened on my watch I'm afraid.

You have someone on the aftmost.

That's Petty Officer Demato.

She was Seaman Duncan's work partner.

She's finishing up what he started.

Were all planned maintenance

safety system procedures being followed?

Everyone on my staff claims so, Commander.

Do you believe them?

I don't know why they'd lie, sir.

A man is dead. That's reason enough for some people.

I'm going to take a look up top.

Follow me, ma'am.

MAN [ over PA]: ...Control Station Three.

Lieutenant Banks to Control Station Three.

Repairs to the radar array can only take place

when the power's turned off.

Once that's happened, the technicians are supposed

to affix a tagout sheet to the console,

so everyone will know that the repairs are in progress,

but for some reason, the tagout sheet for this test

wasn't in place at the time of the accident.

Can you say for certain that there ever was

a tagout sheet on the radar console?

Yeah, the log record will prove

a tagout sheet was issued, ma'am.

It takes three signatures

to authorize the kind of work we were doing that day--

the Lead Interior Communications Technician,

a guy we call "second man" and myself.

I saw the tagout sheet on the console.

Apparently, ten minutes later, it was gone.

And Seaman Duncan was dead.

Yeah.

HARMON: Petty Officer Demato?

Yes, sir.

I'm investigating Seaman Duncan's death.

I know you were with him at the time.

I'd like to hear your take

on what happened.

Sir, Seaman Duncan and I were repairing a casualty

to the radar array, so the power was off.

The radar is shut down while repairs are being performed.

That's right, Commander.

These AN SPS-49 long range units

run at 360 kilowatts.

You don't want them starting up

unless you're a safe distance away.

So how do you know it's shut down now?

I don't, sir.

I just have to trust that the guys in CIC

are trying not to get me killed.

[ tense music playing]

Um, have a seat.

Coates, um...

you ever been married?

No, sir.

[ intriguing music playing]

Are you a... a romantic?

It's, um, it's my wedding.

It's coming up in May,

but, uh, with this, uh, Commander Imes business,

I'm up to my...

Eyeballs. I know, sir.

And Meredith's pretty much the same way.

I'd love to help, sir.

Well, you know, I-I can't...

Ask me to work on it during duty hours. I know, sir.

But I will pay. I wouldn't hear of it, sir.

I'd be honored to help, free of charge.

And, sir,

I won't disappoint you.

KEVIN: I can't believe

I'm going to miss the dance this year.

Oh, this year of Honor Remediation

is going to be tougher than I thought.

MIKE: You having second thoughts about agreeing to it?

Oh, no way.

I'm still better off than these guys.

It's my little sister who's not too happy about it, though.

She started her freshman year at Bowie State

and up until all that Honor Board business,

she was going to be my date, so...

I'll take your sister to the Thanksgiving Dance.

Come on, look, we can't fraternize with female midshipmen

and I haven't been off campus in months to meet a civilian girl.

Besides, I need a date.

Come on, set us up.

Yeah, all right.

She'll want to meet you first.

All right.

All right, give me her number.

I'll call her after class.

[ distant bell tolls]

Molto grazie, Professore Selvaggio.

No, I wouldn't miss it for the world.

[ speaks Italian]

Hi, ma'am.

Do you have a moment? I'm on my lunch hour.

Uh, sure. Sure, Jennifer.

What's, uh, what's all this?

Well, I spoke with three different dressmakers. Mm-hmm.

They agree that for your figure... Uh-huh.

...this would be the most flattering style.

[ chuckles nervously]

That looks like a parade float.

May I suggest...

toasted almond?

Uh, Jennifer,

when AJ said that you were helping...

But ma'am, this will match the groomsmen's cummerbunds.

Uh-huh. And exactly how many groomsmen are we talking about?

Well, for a formal military wedding at Annapolis, ma'am,

you probably shouldn't go with fewer than 12.

Huh.

MACKENZIE: Petty Officer Atwood, you were the second man

on the repair that killed Seaman Duncan?

Yes, ma'am.

How do you explain that while you knew

radar array repair was happening,

you stood by while Petty Officer Farrier

turned on the microwave unit to initiate a test.

I didn't know what Petty Officer Farrier

was planning to do, ma'am.

I assumed everyone in the division could see

the tagout sheet on the console.

Everyone, except Petty Officer Farrier, apparently.

I saw the tagout sheet there earlier, ma'am...

but if Petty Officer Farrier says it wasn't there, then...

it wasn't there, ma'am.

This was not her fault.

I assume that's Petty Officer Farrier?

Yes, ma'am.

Petty Officer?

Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?

Yes, ma'am. I know my Article 31 rights and I waive them.

Where exactly where you when Seaman Duncan was killed?

High-power output test, ma'am.

Had you ever run that test before?

Yes, ma'am, many times.

To the point where you'd become overconfident?

No, ma'am. I think I have a healthy respect

for how dangerous array maintenance can be.

Everybody here does.

But you never thought to ask the other technicians

if it was safe to proceed?

That isn't the protocol, ma'am.

When the radar repair is in progress,

there's supposed to be a tagout sheet on the control console.

It wasn't there, ma'am.

So Lieutenant Jourgensen is doing ten things at once

and this "second man" operating four tests simultaneously.

Was there any one person whose job it was

to watch that tagout sheet?

[ tense music playing]

CASSIE: You know, I couldn't believe it when Kevin called me.

You know, in high school, he never would've set me up.

Mmm. Protective big brother, huh?

Yeah, he was worse than our mother.

Yeah. I mean, it's not my place to say this,

but maybe after your dad died he felt like he had to step in.

You're pretty insightful.

Well, the guy's my best friend, Cass.

I mean, I know he cares about his family.

No, I know that he does it all out of love.

I know that, but, you know, I'm not a little girl anymore.

He doesn't need to take care of me like that.

[ beeping]

Oh, gosh.

My roommate locked herself out again.

Guess you gotta go, huh?

No, it's not an excuse.

You know, you make me wish

I didn't have a 7:00 lecture tonight:

"The significance of Jacob Riis to the labor movement."

Wow. You a business major?

Uh, I'm pre-Law, but I don't bite.

[ chuckles]

So, um, listen, are you going to be around tomorrow?

Ooh, I'm going to DC to see my brother,

but I'll be back

around 5:00 or-or 6:00.

You know, I'd like to get together,

if... if you want.

[ soft music playing]

I want.

All right.

Okay.

[ chuckles]

Picture this...

[ exciting music playing]

...in toasted almond.

Well, it... [ sighs]

looks like a cantaloupe blown up by a...

Land mine, sir?

This is what Meredith wants?

Sir, I've taken the liberty of creating a checklist.

Checklist? I mean, what the hell do you need--

the bride and a ring.

Sir, getting married can be very complicated.

Coates, getting married is simple.

Staying married is very complicated.

Sir, I think you'll find that a lot is expected of the modern bridegroom.

For instance, who have you named as your best man?

Well, um...

I haven't given that much thought yet.

I'm sure you've at least considered the bridal shower, sir.

Coed is the new catchphrase for that.

Now, you do have your prenuptial agreements in place, sir?

HARMON: Petty Officer Yates, your only task

at the time of the incident

was to make sure your coworkers knew

repairs were being done to the radar.

I thought I had, sir.

Tagout sheet was here at 0820 Zulu.

But it wasn't here at 0830 when I commenced my test.

That test wasn't scheduled till 1010.

What were you doing in here at 0830?

Sir, I thought I was helping by getting it out of the way early.

Where were you, Petty Officer Yates, at 0830?

I was here, sir.

Uh, there was just so much going on.

In the midst of our regular operations,

we had gear tooth damage

to the mechanical linkage on the array.

Uh, the ship was blind in the water

without its radar.

Everything just had to be fixed so quickly.

This is ridiculous.

The tagout sheet has got to be here somewhere, right?

[ intriguing music playing]

[ tense music playing]

[ sighs]

Tagout sheet for repairs to the radar array.

See, I told you I put it up.

It must've fallen.

You should've stayed at the console, Petty Officer Yates.

Yes, ma'am.

So what happens to me now?

You neglected your primary responsibility,

Petty Officer, and a man died.

[ somber music playing]

This is just like old times, you know? Me and you.

Sea duty. We got to get out of Washington more often.

Oh, sounds to me like you got out of Washington plenty

when you were off playin' spy.

Hmm. You'll never tell me what you were doing

with the CIA, will you?

Well, I can't imagine Clay brings his work home with him.

I thought we decided to travel light,

leaving the baggage behind.

I left my baggage in Paraguay.

Yeah, and some deep, dark secret you left Stateside,

but I'll respect your privacy on that one.

Oh, I guess there is a first time for everything.

Excuse me, sir, ma'am.

I heard you were leaving.

Well, we're filing the incident as accidental

and, uh, recommending lessons learned.

Nothing we found warrants a Dereliction charge.

Would you reconsider, sir?

You had your man. You just let him off the hook.

Petty Officer Yates? Yes, sir.

The thing you don't know is that this happened before

a few weeks ago.

A tagout sheet fell off?

Yes, ma'am, when Petty Officer Yates

was previously conducting radar array maintenance.

It's just that last time

no one happened to be on the foretop,

so no one got hurt.

Sir, ma'am, if you'll excuse me.

I'm on duty in ten minutes.

Go ahead, Petty Officer, but make yourself available.

We might want to talk to you later.

MILES: Yes, ma'am.

[ man over PA talking indistinctly ]

[ tense music playing]

Our flight's leaving.

There'll be another one tomorrow.

Oh, hang on, hang on a second, hang on.

Hey, come in. Since when do you knock?

Hey, listen, these people are used to traveling

on luxury tour buses.

I can't tell them that they have to potty

in a bucket on the back of a C-130.

BUDRICK: Hey, Mikey. Hey.

It's like living with Ringling Brothers,

Barnum and Bailey circus. How are you?

Good. Harriet's been working with the USO

putting together this Christmas show in Iraq,

squeezing it in on coffee breaks and after hours.

Kind of cutting into our quality time.

Hey, little AJ do that?

Yeah, before he went off to his play date.

Do you believe that between

teasing the new baby and wandering away

from the baby-sitter, he's actually learning how to spell.

You should ask him to help with my homework.

Are you having trouble keeping up with your studies?

I was kidding.

Good, just 'cause it's tough,

keeping up your grades, you know,

semester after semester like you have been.

It's getting tougher.

Second year.

And a social life...

...and I met a girl.

Uh-huh. Freshman at Bowie, Pre-Law.

Mikey, you know that I'm proud of your accomplishments,

but you know that you're not always the most...

The most what?

The most mature.

Is a girl the place

you ought to be focusing all your energies right now?

Okay, relax, we've been on, like, one date.

Besides, maybe I'd be a little more mature

if you'd stop calling me Mikey.

How 'bout Mike?

You know, I'm-I'm 21 years old now, Bud.

Okay... Mike.

This house is mute testimony

to the difficulties of balancing

a work life with a personal life.

HARRIET: Yeah, okay, hey, hey, lunch in five, guys. Listen, if you send me

a press kit, then I can get some buzz started on this thing.

When did Harriet start talking like Carson Daly?

It's been a slow progression.

My workload is nuts, too.

I mean, we've had this problem at JAG.

We're having to retry all these old cases,

and no matter how much you might want it,

you can't have it all, Mikey.

[ phone ringing]

In the office on a Saturday, AJ?

Oh, it's just me. Sorry, ma'am. I had to come into the office

because there's a wait for the phone at my place.

I share an apartment with three other girls.

[ another line rings] Ma'am, can I put you on hold for a second?

Oh...

JAG Ops, Petty Officer Coates.

Commander Rabb is out of the country,

which is why you couldn't reach him at home.

I can take a message.

Miss Grace, got it.

Thank you.

Dr. Cavanaugh, I'm so sorry.

Uh, what is it you need, Jennifer?

Well, I have menus to show you.

You know how the Admiral loves French food.

Well, I-I-I do, but... I can drop them

by your house on my way home.

Uh, no. Uh, I-I-I'm sorry, Jennifer.

Today is not-not a good day.

I'll call you, okay?

Okay. Bye, ma'am.

HARMON: What can you tell me about Petty Officer Yates?

He's not the most popular guy, I guess,

but I don't spend enough time in the CIC

to get involved in their politics.

What about the second man, Petty Officer Atwood?

He's mouthy, kind of a blowhard.

You ever hear him mouth off to Petty Officer Yates?

Yeah, I caught Atwood and Yates

at each other's throats a few times.

Over anything in particular?

Petty Officer Atwood accused Petty Officer Yates

of shirking, being a slacker, sir.

Maybe he was right.

Maybe he knew something like this was bound to happen.

MACKENZIE: Have you ever known Petty Officer Atwood

and Petty Officer Yates to argue?

Nothing beyond a spat here or there, ma'am.

Were you aware of a previous incident

in which a tagout sheet went missing

during radar repairs?

I knew about the missing notice

when it happened last time.

Petty Officer Yates left the console during the test.

Petty Officer Atwood found the tagout sheet on the floor.

Doesn't it seem strange to you that the same mishap

would befall the same sailor

twice in a month? What are you suggesting, ma'am?

Do you think it's possible

that someone sabotaged the tagout sheets

so that Petty Officer Yates would get the blame?

I can't imagine that, ma'am.

Can you imagine anyone

in this division intentionally making

Petty Officer Yates look incompetent?

[ intriguing music playing]

Petty Officer?

Ma'am, can we step in here?

Ma'am, no one would have to stage anything

to make Petty Officer Yates appear incompetent.

The day of the accident, he left the radar console

so he could go and have a cigarette.

In the middle of his watch?

Oh, yeah, and it's not the first time, either.

Pack a day, ten minutes a cigarette.

You do the math.

He's absent more than he's present,

and a lot of the enlisted are getting tired

of covering for him.

Bud says you've been really busy.

Yeah, well, I shouldn't complain.

Some of these headliners that the USO have booked for this tour

play 200 dates a year,

and they still find time to volunteer,

so Bud and I are just going a little bit crazy

right now, that's all.

You know, what was it like when you first met?

I mean...

you were both still working.

Bud was in law school.

How'd you find time for each other?

Well, um, it helped that we worked together,

although we were bending the rules just a little bit.

Why are you asking all these questions?

Thinking about going a-courtin'?

I like this girl.

How serious is it?

We just met.

Well, you must think there's a possibility of it being serious,

or you wouldn't be asking all these questions.

I mean, I could see myself

spending time with her, sure...

but Bud doesn't think I can handle

my class load and a personal life at the same time.

'Cause he still thinks of you as a little kid.

Yeah, he mentioned that.

He's just looking out for you, that's all.

By turning me into a monk?

Not that... I mean, I wasn't thinking about that.

About what?

What'd you think I was thinkin'?

About sex.

[ laughs]: Harriet, stop.

About sex, sex, sex, sex.

Harriet, please...

All work and no play makes for a pretty dull guy,

and Bud knows that, so if you like this girl,

and she likes you, don't let Bud convince you not to see her.

Besides that, down deep, that's not what he really wants anyway.

[ man over PA talking indistinctly ]

Thought we'd find you out here.

Why is that, sir? At ease.

Process of elimination, Petty Officer Yates.

How many places aboard this ship

can you take a smoke break without being seen?

You'd be surprised at how creative you can get.

Smoking calms me down,

Colonel, Commander.

I can't get through the day without it.

HARMON: Apparently.

You left your workstation in the middle

of radar maintenance just to have one.

Twice.

Actually, to tell the truth, ma'am, it was more than twice.

Yeah, your nasty little habit got a man killed.

Don't think I don't feel like crap about it, ma'am.

That's not good enough, Petty Officer, not by a mile.

HARMON: We're reversing our original findings; we're recommending you

to brought up on a charge of Dereliction of Duty.

And Involuntary Manslaughter.

[ somber music playing]

Manslaughter?

While you were out here killing yourself,

another man died.

[ soft music playing]

BUDRICK: Excuse me, ma'am.

Here are the cases that Commander Imes argued

against Commander Manetti,

signed, sealed and delivered.

Thanks, Bud.

This one won't take long to put to bed.

A petty officer with a monkey on his back and no excuses.

He was out smoking

when he should have been monitoring a tagout sheet.

Sounds like and open and shut dereliction case, ma'am.

Forget that. I want this guy for involuntary manslaughter.

He's shown culpable negligence

and a reckless disregard for human life.

It satisfies the standard.

Under the most expansive interpretation, ma'am.

Petty Officer Yates is weak, Bud.

His lack of self-discipline resulted in a fatality.

You seem to be very emotional about this case, ma'am.

Not at all. I have never felt more analytical.

Uh, thanks for your help

with my retrial motions, and please tell Harriet

that I'm sorry for keeping her husband at night.

She barely noticed, ma'am.

Her work with the USO is taking up most of her free time.

It's only till Christmas, Bud.

I know.

Thanks, ma'am.

[ indistinct chattering]

Hey, Bud, I need you to pick up the boys at the baby-sitter.

I'm going to be late again tonight.

Little AJ's having such a hard time, could you?

I'm going to be working late too, honey.

Honeymoon insurance?

I-I don't think I need, uh, insurance

in that department.

Sir, you really should consider it.

You know, I-I love Meredith,

but this whole thing is way, way out of control.

That will be all.

Yes, sir.

Enter.

Sir, a girl called for you on Saturday.

Said she couldn't reach you at home.

Thank you.

Uh, Admiral, did you read the memo I put

with Petty Officer Yates' file?

Yeah.

Admiral, I've agreed

to dereliction of duty charge,

but Mac will have nothing to do with it.

She's after this guy with a vengeance.

So, what do you think the colonel's problem is

with your nicotine-addicted client?

I think you just hit the nail on the head, sir.

Do you have a second, ma'am?

Sure.

Is that for the admiral's wedding?

He and Meredith asked me to help plan it.

Wow, they must think a lot of you, Jennifer,

to trust you with their wedding.

It doesn't feel that way, ma'am.

They're both becoming very... uncooperative.

Well, most men

don't get excited about flowers and place cards.

And most women are afraid to force the issue.

That is why it's up to you to drag the admiral,

kicking and screaming if necessary,

into the kind of connubial bliss that Meredith wants,

but is afraid to ask for.

Just another skirmish in the battle of the sexes, ma'am?

It's for his own good. Married men live longer.

Yes, ma'am. Thank you.

[ soft music playing]

[ phone ringing]

Grace Aviation. HARMON: Hey, Mattie.

Harm, I tried to call you.

Your secretary said you were out of the country.

Yeah, I was on a ship all weekend,

and I don't have a secretary.

That was Petty Officer Coates.

Where were you? HARMON: In the Med.

The Mediterranean Sea.

Bet that's nice.

What's wrong?

Just... you live a pretty fast life, Harm.

Won't being my guardian sort of slow you down?

Well, maybe I'm ready to slow down.

This court thing is sure taking a long time.

You're not...

Changing my mind? No.

And, look, Mattie, if we're going to be a family,

you're going to have to stop doubting me.

A little faith, huh?

Mikey, got in late last night?

Since when are you the den mother?

Since never.

Just don't see you much anymore.

I had a 6:00 a.m. drill this morning,

and you were asleep when I left.

Besides, I know you're not waiting up worrying about me.

You been seeing Cassie?

Yeah, yeah. Seen her about three times now.

I guess I haven't had time to tell you.

Look, she's only 18; she's still a kid.

You set us up. Just for the dance.

I didn't expect you guys to go behind my back and...

Behind your back? Hold up.

Are you asking me to dump your sister?

If you were my friend, you wouldn't have gotten this involved with her

in the first place.

Kev. Kev.

Article 92 of the UCMJ

provides that a person is derelict in his duties

when he willfully or negligently fails to perform a duty

imposed by standard operating procedure.

Now, I don't believe even the defense

will dispute that Petty Officer Yates

willfully and knowingly violated

standard operating procedure.

when he left his appointed place of duty

during radar repairs to smoke a cigarette.

Evidence will establish the accused dereliction of duty.

The UCMJ further defines manslaughter

as a death that results

from an act or omission by the accused

which constitutes culpable negligence.

The government will show that when the accused

abandoned his station for personal reasons,

his culpable negligence was a direct cause

of a shipmate's death, and that Petty Officer Yates

should also be found guilty of involuntary manslaughter.

There's no gum in the courtroom.

Swallow it.

The CDC and at least a dozen research scientists

have issued statements to the effect

that nicotine is more addictive than cocaine or heroin.

Every year in this country, defendants are found not guilty

or are convicted of lesser crimes

based on their having been under the influence of narcotics

at the time their offenses were committed.

Additionally, mental defect or disease

is considered an extenuating circumstance

of virtually every jurisdiction.

Addiction is informally recognized

by the medical community as a disease.

It is the defense's contention

that Petty Officer Yates

exhibited a lack of mental responsibility

at the time of his actions

based on an uncontrollable addiction to nicotine,

and should therefore not be held criminally responsible

for the fatal accident aboard the USS Gillcrist.

MIKE: Thanks for driving down here.

Oh, you don't think I came all this way

just to see you, do you?

But actually, I was hoping to speak with Kevin.

He's been really strange with me on the phone, you know?

Like, remote.

So, I'm just going to wait here

until he gets out of class.

I think something's bugging him.

Yeah, we're bugging him, Cassie.

He told you that?

I thought he wanted me to be happy.

Happy on his terms.

You know, if I had someone as special as you,

I don't know, maybe I'd feel the same way.

You really think I'm special?

I think you already know that.

[ sentimental music playing]

KEVIN: Hey, hey, hey!

I knew this was going to happen.

I left you a note.

Got your note. Kev...

Hey, this is family business, okay? My family.

Yeah, and I'm part of this family too, Kevin.

And I'm old enough to make my own decisions.

You know what? If you don't lighten up on this big brother crap,

you'll have to find yourself another sister,

because I'm over it.

[ door opening] Cassie.

[ door shuts and engine starts]

Cassie!

Where you going?!

You know, she's grown, Kev.

You just leave her alone.

She's trying to make something of herself.

She can't afford to be getting involved.

Getting involved, or getting involved with me?

Have it any way you want.

Oh, go ahead-- say it.

I'm not good enough for your sister.

I don't plan to go to law school or medical school.

I'm just a career sailor who's going to drag her from one base to the next.

Go ahead, Kevin, say it.

Don't have to say it.

[ somber music playing]

Petty Officer Atwood,

how often did Petty Officer Yates

use maintenance and test periods

as a chance to take a cigarette break?

More often than not, ma'am.

Petty Officer Atwood,

did you ever know someone with a bad habit?

I guess I'm what they call a chocoholic, ma'am.

Do you eat it when you're supposed to be working?

No, ma'am, they don't allow food in with the equipment.

But as a chocoholic, by definition,

you are addicted to chocolate.

Your Honor...

It's a means to a permissible end, Your Honor.

Get me there soon, Counselor.

Just as Petty Officer Atwood

controls his desire for a candy bar while on the job,

an alcoholic can decide not to take a drink.

It is possible to deny one's addictions

for the greater good.

Petty Officer Yates

abdicated responsibility willingly.

He decided

to leave his work station to cater to his desires.

He is therefore culpable for his actions,

nicotine addiction or not.

Would you agree, Petty Officer?

Aside from counsel testifying,

the witness is not a substance abuse expert.

I'm not asking for an expert opinion.

A drunk drinks to self-medicate--

victim or perpetrator?

Victim, until that same drunk

gets behind the wheel of a car and kills someone.

Counsel.

I'm sorry, Your Honor.

There's nothing more annoying than a reformed addict.

How dare you?

Both counselors-- a sidebar now.

Your Honor, the defense is goading the witness.

Sounded to me like defense was goading prosecuting counsel.

You think you can use my alcoholism

as a sympathy bid for your chain-smoking client?

Addiction is a disease, Colonel.

Addiction can be controlled.

Mind over matter.

[ loud thud]

[ tense music playing]

Guard, get an ambulance.

Right away, sir.

Did he complain about not feeling well?

Well, he looked sick,

but I thought it was pre-court jitters.

Nicotine patches.

Looks like your addict just OD'd.

Hey, Petty Officer Yates is recovering

from his nicotine overdose.

Your client is still using his drug of choice, Commander.

If he wants to impress me, he can quit cold turkey.

Oh. Like you did... twice?

MILES: You can't understand

unless this thing has a hold of you, sir.

I would panic if I couldn't smoke.

Um, my pulse would race,

and my hands would shake.

I needed it like I needed air, sir.

[ clears throat]

Your witness.

Petty Officer Yates,

how many cigarettes have you had today?

None, ma'am.

Um, I've actually quit.

Uh, no patches, no gum.

I've learned my lesson.

And if I'm going to quit this thing,

I have to find the strength within myself

without relying on substitutes.

Ah, so you can control your addiction when you choose to.

Like when you're standing trial in a smoke-free facility.

It is strange how you can conquer this demon of yours

when it's your freedom on the line,

not just another sailor's life.

Argumentative.

Sustained.

Tell me about what happened

just before you abandoned your workstation

on the day Seaman Duncan died.

Um, I remember sitting there, and I was thinking

that I have to get through this.

Petty Officer Atwood was already on my case

for taking too many breaks.

[ tense music playing]

So, you decided to show up for work, huh?

What do you think, you're a teamster, Yates?

You didn't think Petty Office Atwood

was justified in this complaints?

You don't understand, ma'am.

It wasn't just the smoking.

It was something else.

You and Petty Officer Atwood didn't get along.

You want to tell me why?

[ clears throat] It was the fraternization, ma'am.

Hey, Anna.

Hey, Miles.

Are you okay?

Mm-hmm.

It was no big deal.

It was just a fling.

We ended it right away, stayed friends.

But Petty Officer Atwood was just hard on me after that.

I just can't do it.

I'm sorry, Anna.

Yates?

[ door closes]

Come on, Farrier.

We're trying to do a job here.

He was such a stickler for the rules.

He wouldn't stop glaring at me.

I just...

I needed a cigarette.

Petty Officer Farrier is the one who initiated the radar test

that killed Seaman Duncan.

Yes, that's right, ma'am.

[ intriguing music playing]

Where are you going?

Requested room reassignment.

Just want to be ready when I get approval.

Kevin, this is stupid.

It's not worth losing a friend over.

You know, you're not the first person to tell me it's not easy

to have a personal life when you're in school.

My brother gave me the same lecture you gave Cassie.

You know what I figure?

Two guys I respect can't both be wrong.

Just shut up, okay?

I blew it with Cassie.

I shouldn't have said those things

to you or her.

Hey, you just want what's best for her. So do I.

Then try and make her happy.

I can't.

'Cause I took you at your word, and I broke it off with Cassie.

And now she's mad at both of us.

[ melancholy music playing]

[ sighs]

[ tense music playing]

Are you following me, Coates?

Just a little, sir.

Hoping for some insight.

I'm planning the Admiral's wedding.

[ quiet chuckle] Well, that's a losing proposition.

I'm finding that, sir.

They don't agree on things,

and they're shooting the messenger.

Let me tell you something, Petty Officer.

Someday, some guy is going to fall madly in love with you,

buy you a ring, and ask you to marry him.

I hope so, sir.

You'll spend the equivalent

of a down payment on a house on a party

that your friends will all go to out of obligation.

You'll wake up the next morning with 15 toasters,

a champagne hangover.

You'll look at the lump next to you in bed, and you'll go,

"Oh my God, I could have bought a house

"for the amount of money I spent to tie myself

to this for the rest of my life."

Have your relationships been going badly, sir?

The mysterious Miss Grace, perhaps?

I know it's none of my business,

but she sounds so young.

You'll get the same caveat about marriage

from Colonel MacKenzie.

Actually, sir,

the Colonel seemed very sentimental about matrimony.

Really?

Hmm. How unlike her.

Maybe she met someone who changed her mind.

Excuse me, sir.

I, uh, I decided for once,

I'd give your client the benefit of the doubt.

I did a little follow-up on Petty Officer Anna Farrier.

Never mind that she started the test early.

She wasn't even supposed to be on duty

at the time of the accident.

Now, I wonder what she would say about

Petty Officer Yates' assertion that, uh,

their relationship was no big deal.

A woman scorned is a force of nature.

You ought to know. Oh yeah, yeah.

You can work side by side with someone every day

and still not know what they're thinking.

Hmm. I could say the same of you.

That jab in there was below the belt.

[ sentimental music playing]

You're right, and, uh, I'm sorry.

Truce?

[ sighs] Yeah.

What was the nature of your relationship

with Petty Officer Yates?

We were coworkers, sir.

Beyond that?

There was nothing beyond that.

You are under oath, Petty Officer Farrier.

Petty Officer Yates and I had dated

while on the Gillcrist,sir.

Against regulations.

What are your career plans, Petty Officer Farrier?

I hope to continue my education after the Navy, sir.

Study electrical engineering.

That's a lot to put on the line for a fling, isn't it?

A fling, sir?

Yeah, your relationship with Petty Officer Yates.

You both knew you'd be disciplined

if you were caught,

but you were willing to risk it all

for a meaningless fling.

Commander... A romp, a grope, a few quick...

Stop it!

Sir.

It was more than that to you,

wasn't it, Petty Officer Farrier?

[ somber music playing]

It was everything to me, sir.

But Petty Officer Yates didn't share those feelings, did he?

No.

What were you doing in the CIC

at the time of the incident?

I told you, sir.

I was trying to get things out of the way.

You were angry. You felt used.

You knew Petty Officer Yates would be there.

You knew there'd be an opportunity

to discredit him by removing the tagout sheet.

I was there because I wanted to see him.

Just to see him,

not to sabotage the repairs.

You'd removed a sheet before.

Unfortunately, the only one who noticed was Petty Officer Atwood.

Desperate for others to know,

you thought you'd turn the radar on.

Maybe you didn't even know that Seaman Duncan would be on the aft mast at the time.

You were just so determined to get even with the man

who had broken your heart.

It's not true. I didn't do it.

Then, who did? Who else has motive

to want to have Petty Officer Yates removed from the Gillcrist?

One tagout sheet missing is an accident.

Two sounds to me like deliberate sabotage,

and the only one who has motive, Petty Officer Farrier, is you.

[ sniffles]

It started out as a friendship sort of thing.

I would cry my eyes out about Miles, and he'd listen.

Then it started getting scary.

He would follow me.

He was watching me all the time.

Who are you talking about?

You asked me who I thought would have a reason

to want to get rid of Miles, and it wasn't me,

because I still loved him.

It was Petty Officer Atwood, sir.

He thought that if it weren't for Miles,

that maybe he and I would...

[ quietly]: He didn't mean to kill anyone.

How do you know that?

Because when I was called to stand witness, he told me.

And then he threatened to hurt me if I told the truth.

Midshipman Roberts!

I've got a surprise for you.

I bought the dress before you dumped me.

I didn't...

You look...

You look... amazing.

KEVIN: The dance doesn't start for another three hours, so I figured

you two might want to get some dinner first.

You're not angry?

Kevin explained to me that, uh, he's the one

that I should be angry with.

And for whatever reason, she's decided to forgive me.

Well, I can have my dress uniform on in 15 minutes.

Okay. Well, look, it's-it's just a dance.

It doesn't mean that we're an item.

We're students first.

Then, uh,

we should just... take it slow.

Right. The slower, the-the better.

For all of us.

[ laughter]

Aw! [ laughs]

[ knock at door]

We need to talk, AJ.

And-and I'd like you to stay, too.

[ sighs]

I don't want it, AJ.

I don't want a big wedding.

Um, you don't? I-I thought I didn't?

What? But-but you're the one

who's been picking out antebellum dresses

and French restaurants.

Well, I thought that's what you wanted.

Me?

[ intriguing music playing]

I... I was so honored, sir,

when you asked me to plan your wedding,

I guess I just got carried away.

Well, Meredith and I want this to be ourwedding.

You know, a few close--

Close friends. I know.

I'm-I'm sorry.

I just... I want it to be perfect.

Oh, and it will be, Jennifer.

Yes, ma'am.

Better go tell the caterer we won't be feeding--

200. Gotcha. Dismissed.

Aye, aye, sir.

Well, you know, there's something else

I wanted to talk to you about, AJ,

now that you've mentioned it.

It's-It's not about the-the honeymoon, is it?

No. Uh-uh.

The Drama Department at The University of Bologna

is doing a student-produced series of the Italian plays,

and I have been invited to attend.

Well, that's great. When?

It's over Christmas.

I-I know we talked about this being the first

Christmas together as a...

as a betrothed couple.

You know, there's no way I can get away to go with you.

I know, which is why I'm asking you

to give me your blessing to go by myself.

Well, you don't need my permission.

I know that, too,

but maybe I...

I want it.

[ sentimental music plays]

Sweetie?

I just got off the phone with the Marine liaison in Baghdad.

He says, based on concert grosses,

the show we're putting together would be worth

over $700 a seat

if it were a civilian gig.

Did you just say "gig"?

And then he asked me to call his wife

and tell her how much he misses her.

All he wants to do is

be home with his family.

I feel the same way, honey.

So do I, Bud.

Get your coat.

Let's go home.

Your retrial cases can wait till tomorrow.

Petty Officer Atwood confessed

to sabotaging the tagout sheet.

I've preferred charges.

He's being moved to DC to await trial.

Well, this whole court case pretty much proves your point,

doesn't it?

Well, about how badly things turn out

when coworkers cross the line.

Uh, it wouldn't have happened

if they'd just stayed good friends.

[ elevator bell dings]

Well, hey, good friend,

what do you say to a, uh,

platonic bowl of pasta?

I'd love to, but I'm...

I'm having dinner with Clay.

[ phone ringing]

Hey, there.

You coming?

I'll get the next one.

[ Mattie talking indistinctly over phone]

No. Uh, you couldn't have called at a better time, actually.

[ closing theme music playing]