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I have one more order of business.

With the CNO and Commandant's
blessing, Second Nav

is standing up a prototype Joint
Legal Service Center.

Navy and Marine lawyers in the
field under one command.

Colonel McKenzie, you've been selected
for command of that unit.

Your orders.

Sir, I don't know what to say.

It's Joint Legal Services
Center Southwest.

You'll be stationed in San Diego.

Well, it's only a five-hour flight.

I wouldn't make my vacation
plans just yet, Commander.

Hope you like your true pudding.

Force, Judge, Advocate,
Naval Forces, Europe.

You'll be stationed in London.

You have two days' travel,
four days' proceed.

By the way, it's a captain's billet.

The O6 board just reported out.

Frocking's been approved.

Congratulations, Captain Rapp.

That'll be all.

You're going to be the Navy's senior
lawyer in Europe, Commander.

Captain, that is the stepping stone
for the Judge Advocate General.

I have no intention of resigning
quite yet, Commander Roberts.

Oh, yes, sir.

Of course.

No, not for a long time.

Maybe never.

You're authorized to
choose your staff.

No one is off-limits.

Same for you, Colonel.

Just don't duke it out in public.

This'll take some getting used to.

Old habits die hard.

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What just happened?

Your world got turned upside down.

And yours didn't, Captain?

Captain.

I like the sound of that.

Don't worry, your turn's coming.

Don't be condescending.

I was trying to be supportive.

We both knew that this
day might happen.

Your elevation in greatness?

Our separation.

San Diego's what, about 6
,000 miles from London?

5,489.

That's ten and a half
hours flying time.

A lot of decisions need to be made

and I'm not talking about
staffing decisions.

We have three days, Captain.

What does the general want, Coates?

No clue, sir.

Which one do you want?

Do you want to go with the
colonel or the commander?

I find the colonel a little
easier to work with.

You probably wouldn't be alone
in that sentiment.

How about you?

I guess I'll stay here.

It's what I know how to do, you know?

What are you so afraid of?

Why don't you take a chance?

Try something new.

I'll let the general know
you're here, lieutenant.

Lieutenant Vukovic is here, sir.

City of Impetti, officer.

You wanted to see me, sir?

I did.

Have a seat.

I just got a call from the
commanding general

of the Marine Corps Recruit
Depot, Parris Island.

Seems he has a problem with
Recruit Walter Evans.

The recruit went U.A.

twice. Both times, PMO picked
him up in the middle of the

night outside the barracks area, covered
with mud from the swamp.

When asked where he'd been, he replied,
out killing the enemy.

Is he a nutcase, sir?

Unknown.

After the first U.A.

incident, he received non-judicial punishment
and incentive training.

Does he have what it takes
to make a good Marine?

He was the guy in his platoon.

I bet he isn't anymore,
not after two U.A.s.

That's correct, lieutenant.
He's in the brig.

I need you to go to Parris Island
and help sort this thing out.

What is there to sort out, sir?

It sounds like a boilerplate administrative
discharge to me.

Let the paperwork be handled
by the base administration.

I've had a request from Recruit
Evans, series commander

endorsed by the C.G., that I send
a lawyer from this office.

I'm honoring that request.

I expect you to report to
Parris Island, T.A.D.

as instructed, investigate the matter
and ensure the best outcome.

Understood, lieutenant?

Yes, sir.

Hey, Commander.

Hey, bud.

How's the family?

Oh, they're fine, sir.

How's your leg?

Oh, nothing I can't handle.

Say, uh, you ever been to London?

No, sir.

I hear it is pretty expensive.

Well, not if the Navy's paying.

From what I understand, they ship
your household goods, your car.

They arrange for quarters until you
find something you like better.

You know, you're going
to be missed, sir.

Jag just won't be the
same without you.

How'd you like to go to London, bud?

I need an assistant force judge
advocate and there's

no one else I'd rather have
for the position than you.

Well, I'd have to think about it, sir.

Okay, I've thought about it, yes.

I would love to, Commander.

You'd better talk to Harriet first.

Well, she's always wanted
to go to London.

And it'd be a great education
for the kids.

Be a good career move.

Thank you, sir.

You earned it, bud.

Colonel, may I?

San Diego.

What about it?

I like it out there.

No.

Ma'am, I don't understand...

You heard what I said.

I do not want you in my command.

That's a little cold, ma'am.

Well, that's the way it has to be.

You're not the kind of lawyer that
I want on my staff, period.

I win my cases, Colonel.

Yeah, it's how you win your cases
that bothers me, Lieutenant.

You have a gift for finding
overlooked evidence or

missing witnesses, not always
in the most ethical manner.

So I'm being penalized for
going the extra mile?

There's nothing wrong with
going the extra mile.

It just depends on the
road you're taking.

Well, is there anything I can do
to change your mind, ma'am?

No.

I'm going to Parris Island
for a few days.

I'd like to discuss this
when I get back.

Do you ever take no for an answer?

If I did that, think of all the
fun I would have missed.

I'd rather not.

Goodbye, Lieutenant.

Are you going to miss
Captain Ravn, ma'am?

It's just I heard the two
of you were close.

Shut the door on your
way out, lieutenant.

I didn't ask how close.

Good, because it's none
of your business.

Still, eight, nine years, I mean...

This is not a conversation I intend
to have with you, lieutenant.

My apologies, colonel.

It's just that I assumed after your
experiences in Okinawa...

Do you want to face a charge of disrespect
to a senior officer?

No.

I don't.

What happened in Okinawa
was a mistake.

Youthful indiscretion?

Exactly.

Because Colonel Farrell was
in the same command as you

were, and yet you've built a stellar
career for yourself.

Proof that youthful indiscretion
isn't always fatal.

Which is the very reason
why I hope you

reconsider my request to accompany
you to San Diego.

Ma'am.

Do you have a moment, sir?

I do.

Have a seat.

Sir, I want you to know how much
I've enjoyed working with you.

Then why do you want to request orders
to San Diego, Petty Officer?

You've had something on
your mind all day.

I'm not even sure if the Colonel
would want me, sir.

She'd be a fool not to.

That's kind of you to say.

Nothing kind about it.

It's the truth.

Being here at JAG was
a fresh start for me

and I just, I think I'm ready
for the next step.

With your blessing, of course.

Well, go speak to Colonel McKenzie.

I'm sure she'll let me
know the outcome.

Let's just leave our hats at
the door here for a moment.

I want to ask you a question.

Yes, sir.

Do you think Colonel
McKenzie sees this

opportunity as the next step,
as a chance to start over?

Are you referring to the fact
that you just put 6

,000 miles between the Colonel
and Commander Rapp, sir?

I am.

Let's just say this.

When their offices were 20 feet apart,
they couldn't communicate.

Now there are eight time
zones between them.

I think a fresh start is your only
chance at happiness, sir.

Harvard.

Never got a chance to
congratulate you.

That sounded sincere, Sturges.

Why wouldn't it be?

You were qualified for the position.

Not according to the promotion board.

Your shot will come.

I'll see to it.

Maybe I'll be jagged after you.

Well, you're now the next senior
man of the general.

Along with Bud.

Thank you.

I see you, Captain.

Good luck.

Bud!

Hey, you got a minute?

Oh, uh, Harriet's waiting
for me downstairs.

My car's in the shop.

Can you hold the...

Hey, I'll walk you out.

Um, Bud, I'd like you to consider
coming with me to San Diego.

I'm gonna need a blue suit XO.

That is really flattering, ma'am.

But... The commander got to
you first, didn't he?

He did.

And you said yes?

I mean, pending a conversation
with Harriet, but...

I can't imagine she'd say no.

No!

I'm sorry.

That came out wrong.

Did you tell the commander you'd go?

Well, I didn't tell him
that I wouldn't go.

I thought you always wanted
to see London.

Well, that was four babies ago.

And I'm just surprised that Colonel
McKenzie didn't ask you.

Well, she just did.

And you turned her down?

Well, I told her I'd been
offered another billet.

Well, it is your decision.

You know, when the commander offered me
the job, I was just so flattered.

Who wouldn't be?

And I'm just glad he recognizes
how valuable you are.

I just got so excited, I didn't
put enough thought into it.

I mean, it is a big move,
and we love our

house, and our kids go to
school here, and...

I think we should stay put.

Do you agree?

If that's what you want.

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I'll talk to the commander.

You have an uncanny knack for always
making the right decision.

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-Afternoon, Admiral.
-Afternoon.

Lieutenant Commander Herman Rabb.

Major Sarah McKenzie.

Mac.

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You're going to be okay, Mac.

I'm going to get you through this.

I promise.

You're being driven by emotions and those
emotions are going to get us killed.

You can quit.

I can't.

My father is out there somewhere
and I'm going to find him.

-Or die trying.
-Or die trying.

But you shouldn't.

You've come with me farther
than anyone I know.

I'll never forget that, Mac.

I have so much I want to say to you,
but I can't find the words.

I know.

Damn you!

Why am I the only one crying?

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-E-Y

My, my, O'Reilly, O'Reilly, O'Lien!

Gregory Bukovich, JagCorp, reporting
as ordered, sir.

Thank you, sleep, Lieutenant.

What do you know about the case?

That twice Recruit Evans went
out into the swamp,

and twice he was brought
back the next morning

covered in mud, saying he'd been
out killing the enemy.

That's about it.

Except that we determined he did
not, in fact, kill anyone.

What can you tell me about Recruit
Evans personally, sir?

He arrived on the bus from
Charleston with the

other recruits, stood on
the yellow footprints,

got his head shaved, and was
issued all his gear.

In other words, not much.

Since then, has he been
training well, sir?

His mysterious behavior aside, the
kid could be a good Marine.

But there's clearly a problem here.

Find out what it is and
report back to me.

Understood, Lieutenant?

Aye, sir.

Oh, my apologies, General.

Carry on. Yes, sir. Uh,
Midshipman Roberts.

Sir.

I understand you had a little
set-to with my daughter.

No, we worked it out, General.

Exactly what did you work out?

An interpretation of the rules
of paintball, sir.

Were you in the right?

Yes, I was, General.

But Cammie, your daughter, Midshipman
Cresswell, made a very good case.

She has everything it takes to
be an awesome lawyer, sir.

Why do you think that?

She has a way of interpreting the
rules to her advantage, General.

Kind of bending the facts.

I see.

When it comes to my daughter,
I have my own set of rules.

Rules of engagement.

You get my meaning, Midshipman?

Yes, sir.

Carry on.

Who were you talking to
the general about?

Oh, Cammy.

His daughter.

Are you crazy?

The General is my CO and you're messing
around with his daughter?

But, I mean, I'm not messing around
with the midshipman, okay?

I just happen to be in love with her.

No, you're not.

-Yes, I am.
-Well, fall out of love.

Kevin and I have been spending
a lot of time together, okay?

I'm as serious as I can be
under the circumstances.

Okay, I don't want to know about this.

I can't know about this.

Please, leave.

Thank you so much for having
lunch with me.

I know how busy you must be.

Oh, come on. You and Bud are
among my oldest friends.

It's going to be hard not seeing you.

Well, you're going to enjoy London.

Oh, no.

London's out of the question.

You said no?

Well, Bud made the decision.

But you helped.

Well, like most men, sooner or
later he came to his senses.

Not all of them do.

Did Bud tell you that I asked
him to go to San Diego?

Mm-hmm.

And?

Well, better than London,
but again, we can't.

-I'm sorry.
-No, you have a life here.

Well, it's more than that.

Tell me.

Well, something I can't discuss with Bud,
so it's just between you and me.

Of course.

Bud still needs monitoring.

And Bethesda's one of the best
hospitals in the world.

Yeah, Balboa has a-the-art facility.

-I know.
-But they know him here.

And his therapists, doctors,
I just trust them all.

I understand.

Sometimes I forget about Bud's leg.

So does he.

And then he pushes too hard, takes
on more than he should.

I've never heard him complain.

Oh, and you never will.

So I have to be his conscience.

Sometimes I think, you know, he feels

good knowing that I'm there
for him, you know?

I think he's lucky to have you.

Any man's lucky to have any woman.

Amen to that.

So are you looking forward
to San Diego?

You know, I can't wait.

Here you are.

I wish I had your confident
approach to life.

Well, sometimes I wish
I had your life.

Oh, well, I guess it has its charms.

I mean, I can say this for motherhood.

I know what I'm going to be doing
for the next 20 years.

Carpools, band practice, soccer games.

I don't know what I'm going to
be doing 20 minutes from now.

And doesn't that bother you?

Sometimes.

Mostly I find it exhilarating.

I'm looking forward to whatever
life throws at me.

You're amazing.

Thanks for taking the time to
meet with me, Lieutenant.

No problem.

General Rossing filled
me in on the facts?

I'm fairly certain there's
one he left out.

Recruit Evans' mother arrived
half an hour ago.

Turns out she reported him
missing six weeks ago.

An Amber Alert was issued.

Amber Alert? I thought they
were for missing children.

They are.

Evans is 16.

You're kidding.

Did you request a birth certificate?

His mother had it with her.

How did he enlist?

You ever sign your parents' name on
your report card, Lieutenant?

So Junior forged his mom's signature.

And presented the recruiter with an

altered birth certificate
and high school diploma.

Well, the kid's enterprising.

I'll give him that.

Mrs. Evans would like to meet
with the both of us, sir.

The sooner the better.

Commander Ralph.

Hey, Midshipman Roberts.

May I join you, sir?

Unless you're waiting for someone.

-I'm on my own.
-Have a seat.

Thank you, sir.

Busy, huh?

Not too busy.

I'm just dividing up some case files.

What's on your mind?

Have you ever been in love?

If you're looking for relationship

advice, Mikey, you should
talk to your brother.

I tried that, sir, but Bud doesn't
want to talk to me about it.

Why not?

Uh...

It concerns General Cresswell's
daughter.

Have you lost your mind?

Pretty much, sir.

Does she know how you feel about her?

I haven't talked to her about it.

Well, I understand that helps, Mike.

Does she feel the same way about you?

I think Cameron likes me,
at least a little.

Well, here's my advice to you, Mike.

Talk to her.

Open up.

Let her know how you feel.

Okay.

Thank you for the advice, sir.

Good luck, Captain.

You too.

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I knew I should have
gotten my own room.

What?

I forgot how beautiful you are.

You resign your commission
and you travel 5

,000 miles to find me a
damn near get killed.

Well riddle me this flyboy.

Why?

I think you know why.

Five years from this moment,
if neither of us

is in a relationship, we'll
go halves on a kid.

You and me, have a baby together.

Yeah, in your looks and my
brains, he'll be perfect.

Don't make a promise you can't keep.

Mac, you have someone who
will always love you.

And you have somebody that loves you.

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My husband was killed
January 4th, 2002

during an ambush in Host, Afghanistan.

We're sorry for your loss, ma'am.

Not nearly so sorry as I am.

Walter was 13 at the time.

That's an impressionable age.

He took it hard.

His grades started to slip
and he stopped seeing his

friends and people he'd been
close to his whole life.

Spent a lot of time reading
in his room.

Marine Corps manuals, history
of the Corps.

All he talked about was
becoming a Marine.

That's not something I imagine
you would want to encourage.

Hardly.

I'd already lost his father.

I couldn't bear the thought
of losing my son.

As I said, a change came
over him and then...

One night he was gone.

Did he leave a note?

No.

Nothing.

I thought something terrible
had happened to him.

Is that when you issued
the Amber Alert?

Yes.

It never occurred to me that he could
talk his way past a recruiter.

He's a pretty smart kid.

Yes, he is.

Lieutenant Boyette and
I have talked, ma'am.

We've agreed to chalk this up
to youthful indiscretion.

Your son's free to go.

He told me that he's not
coming home with me.

That he's staying here.

That's not possible.

Well, you don't know my son.

He's like his father.

Once he gets something in his head...

I need your help.

Please.

Otherwise, I'm going to lose him.

Well, we'll do what we can, ma'am.

Thank you.

Oh, Commander.

I've given some serious thought
to our discussion yesterday.

Oh, you spoke to Harriet.

Excellent. Well, mainly she listened while
I talked myself out of it, sir.

Sorry to hear that, bud.

Well, so was I, sir, when I heard the
words coming out of my mouth.

I'm really very honored
that you asked me,

and I would love to work
with you, Commander.

And the idea of going to London,
I wasn't half bad either.

But right now, our life is here, sir.

I understand, bud.

Some other time.

I didn't do anything wrong, sir.

-You went U.A.
-recruit.

Twice.

What were you trying to accomplish?

Extra training.

Night work in the swamp.

Who exactly were you killing?

One of our D.I.s said that our enemies
are all around us, sir.

But you didn't actually kill anyone?

No, sir.

Did you discharge your weapon?

No, sir.

At times like that, our training
says you go to the knife.

I did what I was being
trained to do, sir.

Hunt the enemy.

I want to be the best Marine
I can be, sir.

And you may be that one day, Evans,
just not today and not tomorrow.

The good news is you won't have
to face court-martial.

Why not, sir?

Because you're not old enough
to be a Marine, therefore

you're not subject to the Uniform
Code of Military Justice.

Sir, look at my uniform.

I am a Marine.

You didn't graduate from boot camp.

Your personal effects are going
to be returned to you, and

you're going to be authorized to return
home to Ohio with your mother.

Sir, the Marine Corps is my home.

My fellow Marines, they're
my family now.

I've spoken to your mother.

Tell her I'm sorry, Lieutenant.

I've tried that.

She doesn't understand why you
don't want to go home.

Because everyone will
laugh at me, sir.

Why would they do that?

I think I washed out
of boot camp, sir.

And mommy had to come get me.

No one's gonna see it that way, Walt.

I think most people would
be impressed.

Look what you did.

You lied your way into the Marine
Corps, you worked the system.

You convinced the Marine General
that you had the right stuff.

Marines are taught to think on their
feet, improvise and adapt.

And you did just that.

My father didn't raise me
to work the system, sir.

Or to lie to recruiters.

Of course he didn't.

It was wrong.

Brilliant.

But wrong.

I thought you'd be mad at me, sir.

Why?

They made you come all the
way down here from D.C.

Well, that's how much the
General thinks of you.

Look at it this way.

In two years, you're gonna be 18.

You're free to enlist then.

They'll never take me, sir.

I have a record.

Of wanting to be a Marine
more than anything else.

I don't think they're gonna
hold that against you.

Just let me handle it, okay?

And my mother?

She just wants you to come home.

Are you sure you can fix this, sir?

Absolutely.

I need some advice.

Good, cause, uh, I need yours.

What are you doing about the
lease on your apartment?

That's what you wanted
to talk to me about?

Real estate?

Yeah.

I'm subletting.

You remember Vareese?

Yeah, that was the woman
Turner was dating.

Still is.

Who knew?

Anyway, she's coming to D.C.

for a few months. See how
things go with Sturges.

What about her career?

She's booked.

Six nights a week at
the One Step Down.

She's kind of like the
House Chanteuse.

Nice.

So what about your apartment?

I offered it to Coates, but she's not interested
in staying in the building.

Yeah, the neighborhood never seems the

same once your roommate
tries to kill you.

You, uh, you talked to Maddie?

Yeah.

That was the first call I made.

She told you to go?

Yes.

What'd you say?

I told her I wasn't going
anywhere without her.

We're still waiting for the juvenile
court to rule on it.

However, her father is not
contesting it, so...

You're a good dad.

What about your cases?

Who's getting them?

I'm giving Bud his choice.

He, uh, finally told
you he's not going?

Well, you know, once Harriet makes his
mind up, that's pretty much it.

I'll probably stick Turner
with the dogs.

You're all heart.

Lieutenant Wilson, Petty Officer
Lyons, Ensign...

Never mind.

Funny, I didn't see Vukovic's
name there.

Nah, I don't want him.

You could take him to London.

Not my type.

Nor mine.

You know, I wouldn't dismiss
him out of hand, Mac.

He did a fair job in that case
we worked on together.

Might come in handy.

That's odd, coming from you.

You afraid of him?

I could bend him like a pretzel.

Oh, yeah?

He might like that.

So, uh, were you ready for all this?

Were you?

Well, I've been dreading
it for a while.

But now that it's here, it
doesn't seem so bad.

Yeah, just taking it
one day at a time.

I still don't understand why you can't
just send him home to Ohio.

He refuses to go, sir.

What do you mean, he refuses?

It's a clear case of fraudulent
enlistment.

Spank him, then put him on the bus.

Sir, he believes that he is truly a

Marine and he will not go
home with his mother.

I, um, I need your advice, General.

His father died in combat.

That's a heavy burden for a young man.

He probably sees this as a way to
honor the memory of his father.

That's very insightful, sir.

Keep in mind, the Marines aren't
liking the other services.

That's becoming more apparent
to me each day, sir.

Any suggestions, General?

I don't want to embarrass Recruit Evans,
or his mother, or the Marine Corps.

Think outside the box, Lieutenant.

That is your specialty, isn't it?

But,

easy for you to say.

You're gonna love London, Dad.

You know, they wrote eternity on this
bridge in lights on New Year's Eve.

Is that how long we're gonna wait?

Mac...

We're not in Washington.

We're not even on the same continent.

I know.

Just can't let go

You're just this way with
me, aren't you?

Yeah, only with you.

I want you to know that,
if you want to have

a baby in the future, the
offer still holds.

We could do it together,
like we planned.

I also know that I have given a lot
of thought to the kind of man

that I would want to be the father
of my children if I ever met him.

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Commander Rav is that kind
of man, your honor.

I don't have a clue what I want.

I just know what I don't want.

I'm tired of dissecting relationships.

The minute you start dissecting something,
the damn thing is dead.

So don't talk to Clay.

Talk to me.

I appreciate the offer.

But...

There's so much more to talk
about than just Webb.

When you're ready, let me know, huh?

♪

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We are gathered here to honor,
recruit Walter Evans.

He's only been with the Marine
Corps a few short weeks, but

in that time he has distinguished
himself in the same way

that his father, Sergeant Major Silas
Evans, distinguished himself.

I had the privilege of knowing
both father and son.

Your father was a fine man and
an outstanding Marine.

His death was a loss for us all, but most
of all for you and your mother.

In your time here, Recruit
Evans, I've seen in

you the same qualities that
I saw in your father.

Same dedication, same hard work.

But I messed up, sir.

We all do, son, sometimes.

Captain.

Aye, sir.

Recruit Evans, front and center.

Attention orders.

Recruit Evans, for your loyalty
in Esprit de Corps, for

the period 15 March to 26 April
2005, on behalf of the

Commandant of the Marine Corps,
I present you with this

certificate that proclaims you
to be an honorary Marine.

You are therefore officially
discharged from service

in order to return without delay
to your home of record.

And we want you to know that when
the time is right, you'll be

welcome back, provided you return home
with your mother tomorrow And

I am sure that with hard work and good
behavior, you will be able to

persuade her to give her blessing on a career
in the United States Marine Corps

This is an order, Recruit Aye, sir.

Thank you, sir Semper Fi

You have no idea how much this
means to both of us.

I think maybe we do, ma'am.

Well, we have some paperwork to do.

Thank you for everything, sir.

Ma'am, would it be out of place
for me to make a suggestion?

Well, after everything you've done.

There's a VA psychiatric hospital less
than 50 miles away from you.

The VA has established a
counseling program for

families of surface personnel killed
in Iraq and Afghanistan.

I think that Walt didn't get the help
he needed after his father died.

Ma'am, my father passed away
when I was 15, pretty

much the same age Walt was
when your husband died.

I didn't know which way to turn.

So how did you get past it?

I tried church, street gangs, booze,

girls, but nothing worked
to take the pain away.

I was too much for my mom, so she
sent me to live with an uncle.

He talked to me about my dad, told
me things I didn't know.

See, my mother didn't want to talk
about him after he died.

So eventually, after hearing
all about my dad...

All Walt needs is someone
he can talk to.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Looks like that closes
the case lieutenant.

Yes, sir.

I Wasn't aware that you knew
the boy's father sir.

I did not want that fact generally
known Which is why I requested

a lawyer from JAG headquarters Looks
like I made the right decision

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-Hey.
-Hey yourself.

Hey.

There's something so final
about a packed suitcase.

Yeah.

Not to mention an entirely
packed apartment.

Oh, how about you?

-Are you packed?
-Not completely.

Let's talk about you and me.

Neither one of us.

Wants to be the first to say goodbye.

I know the song. We've been
singing it for years.

Meg, I don't think that
I will ever feel

about anyone else the way
that I feel about you.

It's very flattering one piece
of advice don't share that

with your wife whoever she might
be she might not understand

Do you understand?

Why we can't make it work?

Why we've let fate decide our futures?

No, I don't.

Let me ask you a personal question.

Of all the men in your life, what was
it about them that attracted you?

Well, they wanted me, and
they let me know it.

I wanted you.

You knew that.

Harm. No woman wants to
be a mind-reader.

And with you, there's always
complications.

Another woman, work, searching
for your father.

That's all past.

Is it?

Mac, we have 12 hours.

We've had nine years.

I guess maybe I just
needed a deadline.

Well, you got one, sailor.

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What are you proposing?

And that's not a free insulin.

I'm proposing Let's get married

In London?

No, London works for me.

Well, San Diego works for me.

This has always been the 500-pound
gorilla in the room.

If we get married, one of us has
to give up their Navy careers.

Well, we could wait until I retire.

Yeah, that's another
decade or so, huh?

I love you, Mac.

But I don't want to give
up my Navy career,

and you don't want to give
up the Marine Corps.

So we're right back where we started.

It'll be in the fate

Well, it put us together sort of fake
could keep us together forever

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What can I do for you?

I'll have a draft beer.

What put that smile on your face?

Well, I just got engaged.

I mean, at least I think I did.

Don't you think you ought to find out?

That's kind of why I'm here now.

What can I do for you?

Soda with a twist, please.

Figures a guy like him would
be as a girl like you.

Well, we're still working on that.

Oh, so that makes you
the almost fiancé.

That's the part we're working on.

I don't see a ring.

We're negotiating that.

Lucky you.

Yeah.

Look at me.

-Captain!
-Colonel!

Oh, my gosh.

Hey, congratulations.

It's turning into quite
a special night.

Thanks for coming on
such short notice.

Are you kidding? We wouldn't have
missed it for the world.

Oh, my gosh.

Give me a hug.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Wow.

-Drinks?
-Yes.
-Please.

Are you gonna help me pick out a dress?

-Oh, my God.
-It's a surprise.

Absolutely.

Hey, the gang's all here.

Hi, you guys.

Hi there.

Hey, guys, what are you drinking?

-It's on me.
-Bloody Mary, please.

A martini.

Joanna, can I have a Bloody Mary
and a martini, please?

You got it.

I got your message.

I thought you said you had
a flat tire, no spare.

Uh, Captain Rabb ordered me to get
you here, sir, any way I could.

So, uh, I lied.

I knew you wouldn't come otherwise,
and this might be a

surprise to you, but it wouldn't be
the same without you here, sir.

What are you drinking, General?

Martini dry, thanks.

Colonel, I understand you're taking
my petty officer to San Diego.

I haven't found the right moment
to ask the colonel, sir.

I would love to take her,
sir, with your blessing.

Well, that's if the colonel is
actually going to San Diego.

You're not thinking of turning
down the assignment?

Mac and I have an announcement
to make.

We're getting married.

Congratulations!

Outstanding. I knew you'd finally
come around to the Marines.

In either London or San Diego.

And for this marriage to be successful, one
of us has to resign our commission.

And it's no surprise that we
couldn't decide which one.

So we're going to let faith decide.

But... When Admiral Chegwin retired,
he gave me his jag coin.

And I thought that this would be
the perfect moment to use it.

Here is the side with heads.

And this is the side with tails.

Bride to be, we'll call it.

Tails.

I always wanted to do this
at the Super Bowl.

There it

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