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[ woman giggling ]

SHEEHY:
Sounds like our Kurdish boy's

breaking a few
Islamic laws, Lieutenant.

Dude sneaks out
at night

with only four bodyguards.

Hope the wild burka sex
is worth it.

DITULLIO:
Well, I hate to break
it to you, Gunny,

but Kurdish women
don't wear burkas.

Can't believe we're holed up
in this meat locker,

chaperoning this bozo.

Bad guys, Lieutenant?

Gate-crashers, Lieutenant.

[ gunshots ]

[ shouting ]

[ groaning ]

Get on the horn!

Tell 'em we need air support
and a medevac!

[ grunts ]

Sheehy! Sheehy!

No!

Base, this is
Winchester-Six!

Request air support
and emergency medevac!

Sector Alpha-Two, over!

Damn it!

[ man shouting outside ]

Cease fire! Friendlies!

Hold it! Friendlies!

They must've recognized
our muzzle flashes.

If they're friendlies,
Lieutenant,

who the hell are they?

[ opening theme music playing ]

You took the stairs?

Yeah. Exercise is
good for the spirit.

How's your head
after taking that nasty hoof

from Tanveer
to the temple?

Nothing a
little ice pack

and a few ibuprofen
can't fix.

What about your heart?

That's off-limits.

Hey, I was thinking
that, uh, maybe
we should keep

last week's excitement
to ourselves, you know?

At least away
from Turner.

Well, not reporting to our new
and thankfully temporary boss

is definitely an idea
I can get behind.

You heard from Mattie?

Well, she, uh, spent
an extra week

in Blacksburg
with her dad,

but she's coming back
tomorrow night.

You must be excited.

Oh, I'm picking her up
at the bus at 6:00.

We're going to go home,
have a little dinner,

spend a quiet evening.

You're cooking.

It's been known to happen.

It's good for
the spirit.

You ought to
try it sometime.

Good to see you two
in the office, bright-eyed.

Sorry to disappoint
you, Sturgis.

Not at all.

I heard, uh, Krennick

is no longer in the picture
for the new JAG position.

Harm's very disappointed.

Well, until a
decision's made,

we're all
in "wait and see" mode.

We'll all just have to keep
this ship afloat, huh?

And here I thought
you bubbleheads liked

to lie on the bottom.

I need you two
in my office ASAP.

0130 Zulu, Friday.

Marines providing
security for a
Kurdish leader

were caught
in a firefight.

One Marine was killed.

Who was the
firefight with?

Looks like possible

friendly fire
from our new comrades,

the Iraqi Civil Defense Corps.

The Kurdish
leader, Mr. Aziz,

also had bodyguards.

They might've
set it off.

What were
the Iraqis doing there?

They're pursuing
a terrorist insurgent.

Seems they had bad intel
and mistook

the Kurdish leader
for their target.

Why do I get the feeling
there's more to the story?

The Iraqis were being advised
at the time

by private military contractors.

The lead advisor is
a retired Marine,

Sergeant Major Thomas Elgart.

His team and
the Marines have
been recalled.

Given the
sensitivities,

delicacy will be required.

[ monitor beeping ]

HARM:
What was your
mission, Gunny?

We were tasked
with providing shadow security

for Mohammed Aziz.

He's a big Kurdish
mucky-muck, sir.

A mucky-muck
with bodyguards

who weren't up
for the job?

Sir, those guys
couldn't provide security

at a Celine Dion concert.

Why do you say that?

There've been a bunch
of attempts on Aziz.

He's been ambushed by Fedayeen,
bombed by Baathists.

Last week, a bullet came
within an inch of his head.

You see, the Kurds
are pushing for autonomy

in the new government.

Aziz figures to be running

their new oil industry
if that happens,

and that puts a target
on his back.

And your fire team
in harm's way,
protecting him.

If we had been
out in front, sir...

instead of covering him...

the Iraqis
would've seen us...

and none of this
would've happened.

Why wasn't your fire
team out front,

providing
primary security?

[ DiTullio ]
That's just how it is, Colonel.

We want to support the Iraqis,
provide security,

but not look
like an occupation force.

Who engaged whom,
Lieutenant?

My men are
disciplined, ma'am.

They know to hold their
fire until my command.

So, you believe
the Iraqis fired first?

They, or their
advisors, Colonel.

Did you know there was

an Iraqi Civil Defense unit
in the area?

No, ma'am.

We'd had radio
troubles.

I never received word
from headquarters.

If I had...

Maybe the corporal
would be alive?

He left a widow.

Barely married
a year.

He invited me
to the wedding,

and I promised his
wife that I would
bring him home safe.

Don't be so hard
on yourself, Lieutenant.

Hard not to
be, Colonel.

Still...

the cardinal rule
of combat, ma'am:

know who you're firing
at before you open fire.

My men did their job.

As for the Iraqis...

You ask me...

those advisors,

they weren't advising too well.

You know that for a fact?

No, ma'am, but those
"rent-a-grunts,"

they... they don't hold
themselves

to the same standards
that we do.

[ sighs ]

[ gunfire ]

MAN:
Fire, cease fire.

Clear and lock
all weapons.

Once you have
a complete safe weapon,

you may leave
the firing line.

Surprised the Marines
let you in here

dressed like that,
Sergeant Major.

All due respect,
Commander,

I'm surprised they let
a Navy officer in here.

I'm investigating the
incident in Kirkuk.

You were there,
advising the Iraqis?

That's affirmative, sir.

Care to define
"advising" for me?

I work for Battlefield
Solutions.

My team provides training
in weapons, electronics,

leadership skills
in the field.

So you were providing
lessons in the field?

Sir, in Iraq,
leading and advising

are often one in the same.

Did you inform
Marine headquarters

of your movements?
I did.

Well, how'd the
firefight start?

Well, it was dark.

Pipeline attacks
in the area

filled the battlefield
with smoke,

made it tough
to see, but...

all I know
is those Iraqi boys

I was advising
did not engage until engaged.

So you're saying
the Marines fired first?

Maybe. Maybe one of Aziz's
bodyguards got jumpy.

Somebody did.

You know, I'm not sensing
a lot of remorse in your voice.

Well, sir, there's a difference
between remorse and regret.

I've been war-fighting
a long time.

I am sorry about what happened
to that boy,

but in combat, people die.

In the fog of war,
errors occur on all sides.

Be careful how loudly
you blame the Marines.

There's a lot of loaded weapons
around here.

Just telling the truth, sir.

Look, I may be a paid gun,

but my allegiance
is to my country.

My roots are the Corps.
22 years enlisted.

Now, the facts
are in the after-action report

I filed with my employer.

I suggest you read it.

MACKENZIE:
We interviewed the Marines.

They all said they didn't fire
until fired upon.

The same goes with the
retired Sergeant Major

and his team
of advisors.

They all filed independent
after-action reports

claiming they
followed the rules of
engagement to a "T".

Huh. Sounds like a friendly fire
incident, plain and simple.

Those are
the after-action reports?

What are the blacked-out
sections?

CIA controls
all information

regarding private contractors
in Iraq.

Something bothering
you, Colonel?

Lieutenant DiTullio.

He seemed to have
a problem with the role

of the advisors
in all this.

Well, I don't doubt it,

considering one of
his men was killed,

but, uh, from what
you've told me, I
see no culpability.

Agreed?

Something bothering
you, Mac?

No. Nothing.

I'd like your
reports on my desk

by end of business,
tomorrow.

Good to be
the king, huh?

Excuse me, Colonel
MacKenzie?

Yeah.
This is Mrs. Sheehy.

Ann. Corporal Sheehy's widow.

Thank you,
Petty Officer.

I'm so sorry
for your loss.

I understand
that you're conducting

this investigation,
and... I was hoping

that I could ask you
some questions.

All I can say
is that for now,

it looks like what
happened was...

a regrettable
mistake.

This in no way diminishes
your husband's sacrifice

or my sorrow
for your loss.

I don't want
your sympathy, Colonel.

I want justice.

I understand...

No, I don't think
you do.

You're wrong if you think
what happened

to my husband over there
was a mistake.

My husband was murdered,
Colonel,

at the hands of some very
trigger-happy mercenaries,

soldiers-of-fortune.

You don't believe me?

I have proof.

It's all in here.

MACKENZIE:
Since Commander Rabb
is also investigating,

I've asked him
to join us.

My condolences, Mrs. Sheehy.

I, uh... I've spoken
with members

of the Corporal's unit.

They... They describe him
as a good man and a fine Marine.

He's a good husband, too.

When Paul went to Iraq,
he promised to e-mail me

as much as he could.

They're how I know
his death was no accident.

Colonel MacKenzie said that, uh,
he described many incidents

involving private
military contractors.

That's right.
See, I told Paul

that I didn't want him
sugar-coating for my benefit.

I wanted to know
what was happening over there.

So, he told me.
I mean, it's all...

It's all here.

"4 May.

It's another crazy morning,
honey.

Our mercenary friends are
at it again.

They sped into the village
that we were patrolling.

They needed fuel
for their SUVs,

so they hijacked a gas station.

They almost caused a riot."

[ sniffles ]

"We held back the mob,

lots of locals
with serious fire power.

The Lieutenant told the cowboys
just to gas up and go.

I thought for sure
we'd get shot at."

"12 May.

Caught one of the rent-a-grunts
pistol-whipping an Iraqi.

I ordered him to stop.

He aimed his weapon at me.

I raised mine.

Finally, he backed down.

These guys have no respect
for military rules.

They're dangerous."

Now they're guilty
of murdering my husband.

Ma'am, we appreciate
you coming forward

with this information. Um...

But...

Previous conduct
by unnamed

military contractors
does not qualify as evidence.

Yes, but Paul named
Battlefield Solutions
by name, Commander.

The man who pointed the gun
at him

was retired Sergeant Major
Tom Elgart.

We understand your anger,
Mrs. Sheehy,

but military rules
of evidence

severely limit admissibility
of prior acts.

What, so you won't do anything?

But I...

I have these letters.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what the law says.

But what does it say about us
when we are willing

to send our men and women
over there to defend us,

but we're not willing
to defend them

when they're threatened
by some gun-toting cowboys

hired by our own government?

How can you let that stand?

[ crying ]

She got to you,
didn't she?

This isn't about me, Harm.

This investigation isn't over.

Look, listen to this e-mail.

"28 May. Last night we stumbled
on an Iraqi C-D-C unit

hunting Fedayeen,
almost engaged them.

The Lieutenant got into it
with the lead advisor,

the same former Marine
I had my showdown with.

I swear sooner or later,
one of us is gonna get killed."

We're still talking
past acts, Mac.

It's a carbon-copy incident,
Harm,

one week
before Corporal Sheehy died.

Now, that says pattern
of behavior.

Now, they're a bunch
of hired guns

putting innocent civilians

and our own military people's
lives at risk.

Private contractors
are out of our
jurisdiction.

The facts aren't.

All I'm suggesting is a visit
to Elgart's bosses

to sort this out.

RABB:
Thank you for seeing us,
Commander Merrick.

The Colonel and I
were quite surprised

to find your name listed
as CEO of the company.

[ laughs ]
Well, it still surprises me.

By the way,
please lose the "Commander."

I hung up my uniform
some time ago.

Three-and-a-half years,
as I recall.

Your court-martial
for the collision

with the destroyer is a case
we wish we'd won.

Well, you did keep me out
of Leavenworth, thank goodness.

And I haven't done half bad
since I've left the Navy.

No, 150 million in revenues
last year is not too bad.

War looks pretty clean
around here.

Oh, no, sir. There's nothing
clean about the war.

You know that, Commander.

Your company's been
involved in Iraq

from the beginning of
hostilities, correct?

Well, in the first few months,
we concentrated on logistics:

laundry, meal service,
vehicle maintenance.

Those things
the military contracts out?

Well, since the post-Cold War
cutbacks,

small private firms like this
have become a necessity in war.

There are thousands
of contractors

in Iraq right now.

They're not just
washing clothes

and serving
MREs, either.

No.

Uh, more recently,
we've been involved

in intelligence gathering
and training.

They're ready for
you, Mr. Merrick.

Let them know
I'll be right there.

All right.
Thank you.

What is your opinion
of Tom Elgart?

Well, I hire the best.

They're all
former military.

Pros, and for that,
I pay them very well.

150 grand a year,
plus benefits.

I give them stock
options, 401Ks.

Well, beats base pay
for senior enlisted, doesn't it?

And the military spit-shine
so many of these guys

grow tired of.

Well, one man's spit-shine

is another man's good order
and discipline.

I know plenty
about good order

and discipline,
Colonel.

I know. We watched you fall
on your sword once

to protect your subordinates.

You sacrificed your career.

Well, I have
another career now.

Um, I know why
you two are here.

I received a letter
this morning

from Corporal
Sheehy's widow.

You deny the charges?

No.
Nor will I confirm them.

If my men have been
crossing the line in Iraq,

I will get to
the bottom of it.

Well, where do you draw
your line?

My people aren't directly
subject to the UCMJ,

but they are accountable.

They adhere to strict
rules of conduct

set forth in our company's
contractual agreement

with the Pentagon.

I'd like to see that agreement.

Okay. I'll make sure
you get a copy of it.

Trust me, if there's
been wrongdoing,

Tom Elgart's gonna wish

he had the UCMJ
on his side.

Whoa! Easy on the peanut oil!

Sorry, sir.
I had no idea

a nut product could
be so combustible.

It's under
control, though.

Hey.

Hi, Mattie.

You take an earlier bus?

I caught a ride.

Evening, Commander.
Hey, Tom.

I've got a couple days business
up here in town,

so thought
I'd drive Mattie myself.

Oh, good.
Join us for dinner.

You're
cooking?

We wanted to
surprise you

with a welcome
home dinner.

Oh, sorry.
I didn't mean to impose.

You're not imposing.

That's okay. We've already
had a nice long visit.

Dumping me on the doorstep?

Hardly. I just think that
the sooner you settle back in

with the Commander and Jennifer,
the better, that's all.

I can't see how
a little dinner

is gonna stand in
the way of that.

I could use
some help.

Come on, Dad.

You need to eat.

Come on.
Come on.

Okay.
[ laughter ]

ROBERTS:
I hate to do this to you, sir,

but I have finished
the requisition reports,

and I need your signature.

Did the Admiral
ever complain

of carpal-tunnel
syndrome?

SEALs don't complain, sir.

Any new word
on the next JAG, sir?

Rumor mill's still turning.

Well, I better get out of here.

Harriet wants me
to pick up some, uh, goulash

and a jar of gherkins.

She having cravings?

Actually, they're for me, sir.

Good night, Commander.

Good night, sir.

Bud?

Do you have a problem
with my management style?

No, sir.

I think that your style is, uh,

very straightforward, sir.

You being diplomatic,
Mr. Roberts?

I don't know
how to answer that, sir.

I seem to have run afoul

of my old colleagues
here at JAG.

Well...

sometimes there's not a lot
of room at the top

for friendship, Commander.

[ Tom Johnson ]
That was quite
a dinner, thanks.

COATES:
No, thank you.

I was headed for disaster.

Hmm. When I was a kid,

almost every Saturday,
Dad would cook.

Tom, you said you were
in town for business?

Yup, got appointments
at a few banks.

Trying to secure a loan

to start up
Grace Aviation again.

We went out to the airfield.

Hangar's under new ownership.

We talked to
the manager.

He said he'd cut us a deal,
rent it to us at the old rate.

Grace Aviation will
be flying again.

Well, you two have been busy,
huh?

Mattie's been a big help.

[ Coates ]
So that explains

the extra week in Blacksburg.

And here I thought you
were delayed because of a boy.

That, too.

TOM:
Well, don't worry.
Mattie knows

it's time to get back
to the books.

Boys and airplanes
are just going
to have to wait.

There's always e-mail.

SHEEHY:
I appreciate your help,
Colonel.

Not a problem.

About the other day...

I'm sorry
if I was out of line.

No, you weren't.
What you said was true.

It's up to us to make sure
your husband didn't die in vain.

Thank you.

What's going on, Mac?

Just giving
some legal advice.

She's considering
a civil suit

against
Battlefield Solutions.

Is that her idea
or yours?

I read over
Battlefield Solution's
Pentagon contract, Harm.

The past few months,
Tom Elgart has violated

at least a half a dozen
rules of conduct.

All that matters
is what happened

four days ago
in Kirkuk.

I know, but that's
the damning part.

Tom Elgart sent a message
to Marine headquarters
in Kirkuk

detailing the Iraqi troops'
movements.

Yeah, it was in
the after-action report.

Yeah, one detail
he left out.

He never waited for confirmation
that headquarters

had notified Marine units
in the field,

a violation
of his company's policy.

What else?

Well, Marine eyewitnesses
reported that Elgart

was carrying a weapon.
Another violation.

Mac, I'm not trying
to stick up for the guy.

However, he was operating
in a war zone.

Negligently.

What happened was tragic.

However, Elgart is out
of our jurisdiction.

He's Battlefield
Solution's problem now.

Retired Commander Merrick
was a hell of a skipper

when he was in the Navy.
He's an honorable man.

We can trust him
to investigate
his own people.

Fine, and then what?

A Marine dies,
and Tom Elgart gets fired?

That's it?
What are you suggesting?

We have a SECNAV authorize
prosecuting a retired Marine?

Were you two planning
to tell me

you were still pursuing
the friendly fire
incident in Kirkuk?

We just assumed
you would endorse

our continued due diligence.

I am not laughing, Harm!

I just got a call
from SECNAV,

asking why
we're investigating

one of the Pentagon's
private military
contractors in Iraq.

I did not have an answer!

Sturgis, I think we have a case.

I'm not so sure we do.

I agree with Harm

for a change,
but SECNAV doesn't.

Headquarters Marine Corps

forwarded Ann Sheehy's
allegations

to his office, along
with preferred charges.

He's directed that

retired Sergeant
Major Elgart report

and appear
at court-martial.

Don't look at me.

It seems retired
Commander Merrick

was sufficiently
distressed

by the behavior of his employee
that he made the call himself.

Colonel, you'll prosecute.

Commander,
you'll defend.

Oh, I'm not so sure

the Retired Marine
Sergeant Major

is going to appreciate
that decision.

He's the one
who requested you.

I suggest you get your client
a haircut and a shave

and tell him to get
his uniform pressed.

Proceedings begin
Monday, 0900.

RABB:
I'm surprised you requested me
as defense counsel,

Sergeant Major.

Facing negligent
homicide,

I'd rather have you
in my corner

than some legal weenie
devil-I-don't-know.

I'll take that
as a compliment.

You can take this
as a warning, Sergeant Major.

Flash that attitude
on the stand and we're done.

I know only
one way, sir... truth.

Yeah, you said that last time.

Before you neglected some
important facts.

You're referring to
Mrs. Sheehy's allegations.

Among other things.

You try being a hired gun
in Iraq, sir.

The enemy doesn't play by the
rules, so we have to bend them.

They're driving recklessly
through villages,

armed takeovers of gas stations,
pistol-whipping civilians?

I remind you what happened
to four contractors

in Falluja this past spring...

murdered, mutilated, burned
and hung from a bridge,

not to mention more
recent atrocities.

We drive fast because
if we don't, we're dead.

We crash gas stations 'cause
if we run dry, we're dead.

If we wait in line,
we're dead.

And the beating of civilians?

That was a situation where...

I was extracting information.

The beating of this civilian,
did it have anything to do

with the terrorists
you were pursuing

the night
of the incident?

Look, Sergeant Major,
you want me to represent you,

you're going to have
to come clean.

What happened to
those guys in Falluja,

that happened
to one of my men.

It just didn't
make the papers.

It's one of the selling
points of us hired guns:

We slip into
body bags real easy.

What happened?

Insurgents caught my number two
guy alone at a checkpoint.

By the time we found him,

there wasn't much left
to put in a body bag.

The terrorist
you were pursuing,

this was the insurgents' leader.

Yeah, I know.

It sounds like a great motive

for some trigger-happy
mercenary to go blasting

into a city street and end up
killing a young Marine, right?

Well, that's definitely
what the government's

going to try to prove.

Sir, I spent 22 years
in the Marine Corps.

I'm a pro.

I never fired at anybody that
didn't fire at me first... sir.

MACKENZIE:
Lieutenant, your fire team
was providing perimeter security

for Kurdish leader Mohammed Aziz
on the night in question.

Tell us what happened.

We were hunkered down,
shadowing Aziz's bodyguards.

Next thing, it's a firefight.

My gunny was hit...
my corporal killed.

Who fired first,
Lieutenant?

The muzzle flashes I saw came
from the archway, Colonel.

Where the accused and his Iraqi
Civil Defense Corps trainees

were positioned.

Did you have any idea
they were there?

We'd received no word

of Iraqi troop movements
in the area, ma'am.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Lieutenant, you've stated
in your debriefing

that you had trouble
with your field radio.

Is it possible that headquarters
tried to get ahold of you

and just couldn't?

Yes, but the onus is still
on the Iraqis and their advisors

to make their presence known,
sir.

Aziz's bodyguards had AK-47s.

They were between
you and the Iraqis.

Given the conditions,
Lieutenant, is it possible

the flashes you saw
came from Aziz's men

and not from the Iraqis?

It's possible.

Thank you.

[ knock at door ]

Hope I'm not
interrupting.

No. Come on in.

What can I do
for you, Tom?

Well, it's
about those banks

I'm trying to
squeeze money from.

Have a seat.

Having a little trouble, huh?

Well, let's just say I haven't
met any Jimmy Stewarts

who are interested
in my wonderful life.

You need legal help?

No, no, that's not it.

Actually, I just wanted
to ask you for a reference.

Of course.

Be glad to.

Thanks.

How's Mattie?

She's good.

She's glued to the laptop.

Instant-messaging,
as far as I can tell.

KEV-REV 150.

That's Kevin Reilly.

He's a boy back home.

He's a nice kid,
nothing to worry about.

Well...

Well, uh, I'll let you get back.

Good luck.

Listen, I don't know how
to say this quite, but...

I owe you a lot.

Aw...

No, not just
about this reference.

I mean about Mattie.

I wanted my little girl
back for so long, and...

Well, now actually seems
like maybe it's happening.

You're the one doing
the hard work, Tom.

Getting your life back.

Thank you.

MACKENZIE:
Former Gunnery Sergeant
McDaniel,

in what capacity are you
and the accused employed

by Battlefield Solutions?

We're advisors to the Iraqi
Civil Defense forces, Colonel.

You were present on the night
of the incident,
isn't that true?

I was on the advisor-team, yes.

Battlefield Solutions'
contract sets policy

for advisors in the field.

Now, these advisors aren't
supposed to issue combat orders

as Sergeant Major Elgart
did, are they?

That's what
it says, Colonel.

As noncombatants, they're also
not supposed to carry weapons,

though Sergeant Major Elgart was
armed that night, wasn't he?

We're on the front lines,
Colonel.

We'd be fools not
to be carrying.

I'll take that as a "yes."

Policy also dictates
that advisors

inform U.S. forces
of their movements

in a combat zone.
Which we did.

You didn't wait
for confirmation.

We waited for six hours.

But no, we didn't
get confirmation.

According to policy, your teams
usually consist of four men...

Objection. Relevance.

I'm getting there, Your Honor.

I'll go along for now. Proceed.

There were only three of you
out there that night.

You recently lost the number two
man on your team

in an ambush by insurgents,
isn't that right?

Alan Ridley was...
attacked, yes.

By the terrorist leader
you were pursuing

on the night in question?

Affirmative, Colonel.

His body was mutilated,
dragged through the streets.

You got the facts
right, ma'am.

How did you and Sergeant Major
Elgart feel about what happened?

How do you think
we felt?

We were... angered
and... outraged.

Like any American would be.

Enough to rush into a blind
attack, guns blazing in revenge?

Your Honor!

Withdrawn.

No further questions.

I'd like to answer that
if I may.

Go ahead.

The Colonel
wants people

to think that Tom Elgart's
the kind of man

that would let revenge
rule his reason.

We served together
for 20 years.

Never once did he
exceed an order,

nor risk lives needlessly.

We're not vigilantes,
we're Marines.

Only difference now is
the clothes on our back.

Thank you, Mr. McDaniel.

"History of Female Aviators."

I was going to buy
that book for you.

Oh, yeah.

It's okay. Dad went ahead
and got it for me.

Oh.

RABB:
"KEV-REV 150," huh?

Uh... yeah.

It's Kevin, a boy I like.

Yeah, I know.

Your dad told me about him.

Great.

Now I have two fathers
with loaded shotguns.

Actually, mine's a
nine-millimeter Navy issue.

It's more accurate.

I'm having privacy issues here.

Sorry.

So, this, uh, Kevin...

is it serious?

After all,
you are only 15.

And?

Do you know much about, uh...

What, sex?

Between MTV and the popular
girls at school,

I've heard the basics.

Well, that's
a little worrisome.

Actually, it's a pretty
serious topic, Mattie.

It's something that
you definitely need

to talk to your dad about.

He's the guy to go
to on this one.

Okay.

Okay.

[ whistles ]

Good. Okay.

MACKENZIE:
Mrs. Sheehy, one final incident
I'd like to discuss.

On 28 May,

one week before
your husband was killed,

he related to you
a previous encounter

with the accused in the village
of Khasa, outside Kirkuk,

is that right?

Yes.

Paul's fire team was again
providing security

for the Kurdish leader, Aziz,

when they crossed paths with the
Sergeant Major and his advisors.

Oh. What were the Sergeant Major
and his team doing there?

They were pursuing terrorist
insurgents.

Paul said they had bad intel.

Were the Marines aware
that Iraqis

and their advisors
were there?

No.

But Paul said
it wasn't the first time

Sergeant Major Elgart

and his team
were freelancing.

Did your husband
say what happened?

The two sides nearly engaged.

What else
did he say?

Paul said it was
a matter of time

before someone got killed.

Thank you, Mrs. Sheehy.

What was that about,
Sergeant Major?

Well, Battlefield Solutions'
corporate counsel

thinks we're losing, sir.

We'll have our day,
tomorrow.

Yeah, he also said that while
he represents the company,

he's concerned one
of its employees

isn't getting the best
possible representation.

Well, is that how you feel?

Frankly, sir,
I don't know how I feel.

I do think it is
maybe time to consider

a tactical retreat, sir.

The company lawyer offered
a... a plea deal.

I told him it's okay to talk
to Colonel MacKenzie about it.

You're making a mistake.

Well, it wouldn't be
the first time, sir.

RABB:
So, what kind of deal
are they offering you?

Battlefield's Corporate
Counsel said

if I plead guilty
to the charges,

the government will
limit my confinement
to two years, sir.

A few days ago
you sat in this room,

and you told me
you wanted to fight.

I'm choosing my battles.

How much money
they offering you?

I have a family
to feed, Commander.

Merrick said the company
would pay me two million

if I pled out.

$2 million...

for two years in the brig.

You know, I believed you when
you told me you weren't guilty.

You want to look me
in the eye now

and tell me that's changed?

That's not the point, Commander.

When I joined
the Marine Corps,

I took an oath.

Those stories Ann Sheehy
recounted on the stand...

Maybe I have lost
my way, Commander.

Well, you think you're gonna
find it in Leavenworth?

They call me
soldier-of-fortune.

I figure I may as well

start living down
to their expectations.

You're not a mercenary,
Sergeant Major.

You take that $2 million,
you will be.

I know your team
was in-country a long time.

I think the constant threat,
the isolation,

people get jumpy,
they make bad calls.

Is that what's eating at you?

Well, we were over there
longer than we should've been,

but three months is standard.

My men and I were in Iraq
for almost a year.

Three months?

Is that company policy?

What are you thinking,
Commander?

I'm thinking $2 million

is a hell of
a severance package.

JUDGE:
Commander Rabb, you may call
your first witness.

I have only one witness,
Your Honor.

The defense calls
Battlefield Solutions CEO

James Merrick to the stand.

Mr. Merrick, as head
of Battlefield Solutions,

do you feel you're responsible

for the actions
of your employees in the field?

I am responsible for
setting the policies

by which they are to conduct
themselves, Commander.

Is it your opinion
that the accused

failed to adhere to
these policies, sir?

MERRIC:
Regretfully, it is.

RABB:
Is that why you contacted
Headquarters Marine Corps

and requested
this court-martial, sir?

I contacted General Hale

in the interest
of serving justice.

Not to mention
your own interests,

by heading off a civil suit
by Corporal Sheehy's widow.

Objection.

Sustained.

Careful, Commander.
Yes, sir.

Well, Mr. Merrick, was it
in the interests of justice

when you offered my client
$2 million

to cop an early plea?

Objection. Counsel
is putting words

in the witness's mouth.
I agree.

However, I would like
to hear his answer.

I think that Mr. Elgart
would acknowledge his own guilt.

He did act negligently when
he instigated a firefight

with U.S. Marines.

I have a copy
of your company's policies

on deployment, Mr. Merrick,

which states that
the advisors are
to be rotated

every three months...

"to avoid the potential
for lethal mistakes

in the field
due to combat fatigue."

Are you familiar
with this policy, sir?

I am. I wrote it.

Were you not aware

that the sergeant major
and his team

had been in-country, in combat,
for just short of a year,

well over
the three-month period?

If I erred in judgment,
I accept that.

It doesn't alter my opinion
that the accused is guilty,

nor that the swift application
of justice

is desired by all of us.

For all or for you,
Mr. Merrick?

You've done everything you can
to quash any real inquiry

into this incident
from the beginning.

Objection, Your Honor. Where
is counsel going with this?

I'd like to know.
Proceed, Commander.

Thank you, sir.

I obtained from the CIA
unredacted action reports,

detailing operations
by your employees in the field

in which I found
unsettling patterns, sir.

Now, we know about
the near-firefight

between the sergeant major
and his team

when they previously
crossed paths with the Marines.

We know about the incident

in which Corporal Sheehy
was killed.

But I found other instances
with other teams

in which Mohammed Aziz,
due to bad intel,

was mistakenly targeted.

Care to comment
on that, Mr. Merrick?

It's a war zone, Commander;
nothing is clear-cut.

No, not like in business,

where clarity is everything.

Battlefield Solutions
in the past year

recently merged
into a conglomerate,

with Henson-LeRoux...

in which you received

200,000 shares
of the parent company

in a stock swap.

Isn't that correct,
Mr. Merrick?

It's a matter of public record.

Henson-LeRoux has

oil interests in Iraq,

particularly the Kurdish region.

Isn't that correct?

Or would you rather have
your lawyer do the talking?

I'm sure you know the answer,
Commander.

That oil deal
would be threatened

if Mohammed Aziz
were to assume control

of the oil ministry
in an autonomous Kurdish region.

Mr. Aziz has been
less than friendly

toward Henson-LeRoux
in public statements made.

Isn't that correct, sir?

He's also not
been a friend

to the United States.

This man is a warlord
and a murderer.

Controlling Kurdish
oil would be good
for all of us.

I checked into the source
of the bad intel.

It came from an informant
in Kirkuk,

a contract employee
of Battlefield Solutions.

Which made me wonder

whether the bad intel
was coming from Iraq

or from your boardroom.

Army CID is curious, too.

They're presently
questioning the informant.

They want to know why,

on five separate occasions,
Mr. Merrick,

Mohammed Aziz was targeted
by different teams

to be taken out by mistake,

by men you placed in the field,
in combat,

fatigued, on a hair trigger.

You want to save them
some time, sir?

Maybe you should let your lawyer
do the talking from here on out.

I have no further questions,
Your Honor.

The accused and counsel
will rise.

The senior member will announce
the findings, please.

On the charge and
specification of
negligent homicide,

Sergeant Major Thomas Elgart,

United States Marine Corps,
Retired,

this court-martial
finds you...

not guilty.

On the charge and
specification

of dereliction of duty,
we find you...

not guilty.

JUDGE:
Thank you, Captain.

This court is adjourned.

Thank you, Commander.

Congratulations.
Thank you.

Congratulations,
you can hang up

that uniform again,
Mr. Elgart.

Not sure I'm ready
to hang it up just
yet, ma'am.

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

I wish you'd shown
me the courtesy

of having a conversation
before ambushing me

on the witness
stand, Commander.

Courtesy had nothing
to do with it, Mr. Merrick.

Sergeant Major Elgart made
a poor command decision.

And you didn't?

I did what was best for
my company and my country.

And for yourself.
What happened to you, Merrick?

What happened
to honor and decency?

I joined the real
world, Colonel.

Perhaps that's something
you wouldn't understand.

I took a stab
at the real world,

a private law firm,
it didn't change me.

Obviously. You returned
to the service.

See, that's the difference
between you and me.

I didn't have a Navy
to return to.

It can be arranged.

We recalled
Sergeant Major Elgart.

We could extend you
the same courtesy, Mr. Merrick.

We kept you out of
Leavenworth once.

Might be different
next time.

Talk to my lawyer.

Well, we'll have
to get in line.

I have a feeling by morning
you'll have a civil suit

on your desk asking
for a little more
than $2 million.

Hard to believe a man can
do a 180 like that, Harm.

[ chuckles ]
It happens.

ELGART:
There's no way I can adequately
apologize to you, ma'am.

What I can say is...

in my one brief encounter
with your husband,

he demonstrated a strength
and a courage of conviction

that I hope to one day
again find in myself.

Well, maybe you've started,
Sergeant Major.

[ knocking ]

Hey!
Hey!

You and the commander ready?

RABB:
I'm gonna have to take
a rain check, Tom.

I'm, uh, kind of buried.

Unfortunately,
my new boss

is getting even for
me sneaking around
behind his back.

Oh, I'm sorry
to hear that.

Another night.

Good.

We won't be late.

Okay.

Forgot my sweater.

You... really
should join us.

I'm kind of busy.

You know, I've...
stopped worrying about you

trying to send me away.

Good.

You need to stop worrying
that you don't count anymore.

Mattie, I just think
it'll be good for you

to spend some more time
with your dad.

It's pretty obvious
that you're worried.

The look on your face when I
told you he bought me that book,

the lack of annoying
personal questions,

ditching dinner tonight.

I've got a lot of work
to do, uh...

You know,
I wouldn't have known

about that female aviators book,
if it weren't for you, Harm.

I know.

And the annoying
personal questions...

I need them.

I need you.

I appreciate
everything you've done

for my dad and me,
getting us back together,

but you're not
getting rid of me.

Good.

Last chance?

Have fun.
Thanks.

I'll see you later.
Okay.

Hey!

Your sweater!

Reduce altitude.

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