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[indistinct chatter]

[woman] Shut up.

Go to hell!

Put it down!

[gunshot]

[door slams]

[man grunting]

[gunshot]

She's dead, son.

Mom! Oh, no!

[theme music playing]

[thunder rumbling]

Have a seat.

Gunnery Sergeant Akers.

-Yes, sir.
-I'm Commander Rabb.

I've been detailed
as your defense counsel.

Yes, sir.

You admitted to...

killing your wife.

In self-defense, yes.

What's your story?

She was drunk, sir.
She tried to slash me
with a chef's knife.

I shot her once in the shoulder
to try and stop her,

but she came at me again.

[gasping]

Caught me trying
to protect myself.

The second time, I shot to kill.

Bullet through the neck.
Severed her carotid artery.

Yes, sir.

You were armed at the time.

Pulled a weapon
out of the drawer, sir.

Had you registered the weapon
with the Provost Marshal's
office?

No, sir.

You didn't try to disarm

your wife first?

No, sir.

Why not?

Well, Marie and I have been
down this road before, sir.

In '99, she broke my hand
with a...

with a garden trowel.

Last year,
she threw boiling water at me

scalding my chest.

This...
this was my last stand, sir.

Did you report these incidents?

No, sir.

Clearly a mistake,
but I was taught

that you keep family business
to yourself.

[thunder rumbling]

You have a ten-year-old son.

Yes, Tommy.

Did your wife ever attack him?

Yes, sir.

Did you report that?

My second mistake, Commander.

Where was he at the time
of your wife's death?

In his room, sir.

Did he witness any of it?

No, just the, the aftermath.

Can he corroborate
any of the other incidents?

No, sir, he wasn't there
for either of them.

You're not giving me much
to work with, Gunny.

Yes, sir, I know

and for that,
I-I am deeply sorry.

No one should have to clean
this mess up except for me.

Lieutenant Singer,
your itinerary, ma'am.

Thank you, Tiner.

-Something else?
-Wanted to congratulate you,
ma'am.

You'll do well on the Seahawk.

Yes, I will.

Anything further I can do
to expedite your departure,
ma'am?

Are you being friendly or eager?

Just trying to help, ma'am.

Not at the moment, Tiner.

Well, if you think of anything,
ma'am,

I'm available.

Lieutenant Singer.

You're going somewhere?

Yeah, the lieutenant
has been transferred

to a carrier in the Arabian Sea.

I'm sorry to hear that.

No, it's a good thing.

For Lieutenant Singer.

It's a billet for hot runners.

Well, uh, I wish you the best.

Thank you, Sergei.

I honestly believe you do.

Why don't you like her?

Oh, I don't dislike her.

She's actually very Russian
in spirit.

Her determination
is hiding her feelings

which are deeper
and more complicated
than you think.

Well, so long as she keeps them
in a place you can't get to,
little brother.

Harm, you make me
sound like a baby

who needs to be watched.

I am experienced enough

to choose what is best for me.

Yeah, you are, you are.

So long as you don't choose her.

-You insult me, Harm.
-Sergei...

Go to your meeting.

Hey, hey, hey, little brother.

Take it easy.

I wouldn't trust her

with anybody.

I'll see you Friday.

You're not mad at me, are you?

I can get over it.

It's nice of you to join us,
Commander.

[Rabb] Sorry I'm late, sir.

[Chegwidden] Have a seat.

Uh, the Colonel's
reviewed the Article 32 report

on Marie Akers' homicide.

She'll be representing
the government

at the gunnery sergeant's
court-martial.

Anything you care to discuss?

Gunny will be
pleading not guilty, sir.

Self-defense.

She's 5'2", Harm.

The gunny's 6'1", 185.

Half of all spousal
abuse victims are male.

-Oh, and how many of them are
Marines?
-[Rabb] Irrelevant.

I'm pushing for premeditation,
Harm.

What?

Outside this office, please.

Sorry, sir.

Sir. You're reaching.

-It's a potential capital case,
Harm.
-You wish.

NCIS determined
the blood spatter
from the gunny's wounds

were inconsistent
with self-defense.

I read the report, Mac.
The blood on the floor

is a mixture of both the gunny
and his wife's.

How anyone could draw
a definitive conclusion

from that one way
or the other I'll never know.

Harm, I have reason to believe

the gunny is capable of planning
and executing a murder.

Your evidence?

-To be revealed.
-Mac...

I'll accept life without parole.

[chuckle] I'm not dealing

until I know what I have.

What you have
is a dead man's hand.

Someone spike your cereal
this morning, Colonel?

No, I'm just feeling good
in general.

What's your secret?

-I had a vision last night.
-Uh-oh.

Mm-hmm. I walked in the office
and looked around

and there was Lieutenant Singer.

Do I really want to know this?

She was on that middle monitor

standing on the deck
of the Seahawk.

[sighing]

Loren. Uh... come in.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

Good.

Thanks for coming.

You're welcome.

I assume it's to pick my brain

about the Seahawk?

I need specifics, Bud.

Well, uh, Petty Officer Coates
is an excellent legalman.

She'll serve you well
if you treat her well.

Are you suggesting I won't?

Well, last Christmas
you accused her
of stealing your jewelry.

I'll leave my jewelry at home.
Anything else?

Yeah, don't take any hikes
in a minefield.

So, what's new at JAG?

The President accepted
SECNAV's resignation.

Oh, then maybe you should
reconsider this billet

and throw your hat
into that ring.

In due time, Bud.

Rehab going well?

Yeah. Uh...

I'm making a little progress
each and every day.

Yeah, too little.

The lieutenant's
not quite with the program yet.

Lieutenant Loren Singer this is
my new roommate,

Marine Corporal Shawn Stiles.

Lieutenant.

Your roommate's enlisted?

Yeah, we've gotten crowded
around here.

Back from the war, Corporal?

Oh, a few months ago.

I reinjured myself.
Got a little ambitious.

Ma'am.

Ma'am.

Lieutenant Roberts
is assisting me

with my lapse in protocol.

I'm helping him
to get his ass back home.

That's pretty sloppy, sir.

You want to keep
that baby smooth and tapered

otherwise, it will get
all tore up in the prosthesis.

I'm trying, Corporal.

Why don't you call the nurse,
dog?

Give yourself a break.

Did you just call him "dog"?

Oh, forgive me, ma'am.

Tell you what,
if I mess up again
you have my permission

to subject me to harsh
and relentless discipline.

[Mikey] Bud needs you, Dad.

I've talked to him,
he sounds fine.

Talking to him on the phone

isn't the same as seeing him.

I don't want to see him
like that.

So, what,
you're just going to avoid Bud

for the rest of your life?

No. I'll see him

when he gets his...

Prosthesis?

Oh, God.

Makes me sick
just to think about it.

Come on, Dad,
you were in Vietnam.

You must have seen
plenty of amputees.

I was not in Vietnam.

I was off the coast on a ship.

And the only time
I ever saw pants without legs
in them

was when they were folded up
on a supply shelf.

He needs you.

Mikey, I went to that hospital.

I got as far
as the elevator doors.

And what stopped you?

I don't know.

I don't know, I-I don't know.

I don't want to talk about it.

You must be Tommy.

I'm Commander Rabb.
I'm your dad's lawyer.

Nice to meet you.

Family Services told me
you were staying here
with your aunt.

Tommy, we're going to need to
talk

about some difficult things,
son.

Okay, I need you to tell me
what you remember

about the night your mom died.

I-I can't talk about that.

You're going to need to try,
Tommy,

okay?

[stifled sob] I can't.

My father told me
not to talk to you.

[stifled sobbing]

[door shuts]

You told your son
not to talk to me.

He can't help us, sir.
He didn't see anything.

Let me be the judge
of what he can do.

I don't want him testifying.

Gunny,
you have no other witnesses.

Tommy's already traumatized,
Commander.

Putting him on the stand
will only make it worse.

-If he saw
his mother attack you...
-He didn't.

Well, if she abused him,
we can...

Commander, I killed his mother.

The least I can do
is protect him from reliving it.

Tommy wants to testify.

Well, wouldn't you if you know
it could save your father, sir?

If Tommy
doesn't take the stand...

there's a good chance
he's going to grow up
without you.

Is that what you want?

No, sir. Of course not.

That's why I need you to help me
find a way out of this so...

so I don't have to use my son.

Are you all right?

So far.

There it is.

Look at it. That's your future.

No wheelchairs, no crutches.

What's next?

You put some weight on it
and see how it feels

so I can tell where the fit
should be adjusted.

Can we get him up on the bars?

[sighs]

Thanks. [soft groan]

Okay. Ready?

-I think so.
-One small step for man.

A giant leap
for one-legged attorneys.

Is it going to hurt?

Time to find out.

Just ease down slowly
and if it hurts, push back up.

Nothing to prove.

Okay.

Here goes.

Ow! Damn!

A little less weight this time.
It's a process.

[breathing heavily]

Okay.

Oh.

Ow! [groaning]

Oh.

[groaning]

If you drop premeditation,
we'll take
ten years confinement.

Forty.

Mac, I'm trying to give the boy
his father back.

Give his mother back
and I'll drop everything.

Life sentence translates
to 20 years

without even
a remote possibility of parole.

I can take that.

Under that scenario,

the boy's 30
when his dad gets out of prison.

I feel for the kid, Harm,

but his future
is not my responsibility.

That's your M.O.
Always working out
the fatherless boy thing.

Well, I could say
the same thing to you
about female victims.

I deserved that.

Here.

[sighs]

So, we're going to trial?

I'm sorry.

[keys jangling]

[door opening]

At ease.

I need two things from you,
Gunny.

I need the names
of anyone who may have witnessed

your wife being verbally abusive
while intoxicated.

Oh, I can do that, Commander.
Marie was a public drunk.

Excellent. I want to try
to build a pattern of behavior.

See if we can establish
in her character
the potential for violence.

Sounds like a plan, sir.

Next, I want to talk to friends
or relatives.

Anyone who can speak
to your patience
and self-control.

-Especially in the presence
of your wife.
-Yes, sir.

We need to show that this event
was an aberration.

That you were a man at the end
of a long painful journey.

The Members have got to see

that given the years
of spousal abuse

you had no other recourse
but to act the way you did.

You want them now, sir?

-What?
-The characters witnesses.

I can give you five
off the top of my head.

[Rabb] Uh, bourbon straight up
and a shot of your finest vodka

for this young man here.

You think I don't know
what's good for you.

[Zhukov] What, expensive drinks?

Come on, I'm kidding.

Loosen the bolts a little bit,
brother.

You've been this way for months.

Do you know why?

Yeah, I know why.
It's the immigration thing.

-Thank you.
-Mm-hmm.

[Zhukov] That's part of it.

It's a big part of it.
And I know
how important it is to you.

Look,
the DNA tests were inconclusive.

We'll just have to find
another way
to establish your citizenship.

How?

Go through the process

like every other immigrant.

That would take time.

I know, you're in a hurry.

Not anymore.

I want to go back
to Russia, Harm.

After what you went through
over there?

That was in Chechnya.

Come on.
You don't want to go back there.

It's a disaster over there.

I already looked into it.

I can fly helicopters

for a Moscow shuttle service.

I thought you liked it here.

When I'm not lonely.

Which is a lot of the time.

I'm sorry.
I'll pop by more often.

I don't think it would
make a difference, Harm.

Even when you do pay attention

you try to protect me too much.

That's my job. I'm the oldest.

That's what I'm supposed to do.

It's not working for me,
brother.

I'm going back.

We may not be able to be friends

but we stay brothers forever,
yes?

Look, I don't want
to change our friendship.

I don't think
you know what you want.

Come on, join me.

Nu budem!

[Corporal Stiles] Come on,
Lieutenant. Give me two more.

[groaning]
No, Corporal. That's it.
[groaning]

Lieutenant Carpenter's looking
for three times
around the floor daily.

Yeah, well, today she gets one.

Come on, man. I do five.

Pardon me
for not feeling humbled.

[groaning] Oh. [panting]

Losing that spleen
is going to slow you down, sir.

But that doesn't mean
that you should use it
as an excuse.

Look, no lectures, Stiles.
Come on.

I'll tell you what, sir.

You give me two more,

and I'll tell you about my night
with Halle Berry.

You had a night
with Halle Berry?

No, but when it happens,
I'll tell you all about it.

Where do you get off
being so upbeat, huh? [panting]

I was the only survivor
of a helicopter crash.
I owe myself.

And if you want to see me
dragging my ass around here

just so that you can feel better
about giving up on your rehab,

it ain't going to happen.

Sir.

Whatever, Lieutenant.

You lost a leg.
Doesn't that get to you?

And I'll give up the other
if it means you never ask me
that question again.

So, you're just
not dealing with it. Is that it?

I'm just not putting it
in my brain, sir.

I don't know
if that's even possible.

And that, sir, is why
you can only go around once.

[Roberts] Hey, Stiles.

Does your father support you?

Yes, sir...

but he's 3,000 miles away.

Then,
don't talk about my attitude

because our experiences
are different.

[MacKenzie] Major Satalino,
you were Gunnery Sergeant Akers'
Company Commander?

[Satalino]
It was in the fall of '97.

Do you remember an incident
involving the Gunnery Sergeant?

[Satalino]
Gunnery Sergeant Akers

had just made Sergeant.

He was assigned to my company.

Did he fit in well?

He was on the serious side,
ma'am.

He caught the interest
of Sergeant Gerard
our company wiseacre.

He liked to mess with the men.

Mess with them how?

Practical jokes, pranks.

Did he play pranks
on the Sergeant?

Put a garter snake
in his gear bag.

Had everyone there
when he opened it.

How did the Sergeant react?

Well, he said little
at the time, ma'am.

But that Saturday night,
he laid in wait

outside the NCO Club
for the Sergeant. They scuffled.

Sergeant Akers broke
Sergeant Gerard's collarbone.

I object, Your Honor.
Gunnery Sergeant Akers is not
on trial for this incident.

Goes to pattern, Your Honor.

Charges weren't even filed
at the time, sir.

I think it's relevant,
Commander. Overruled.

[MacKenzie] Major,
did you have further occasion

to discipline Sergeant Akers
in 1998?

I did, ma'am.

Would you please tell us
for what?

The Sergeant was charged
with assaulting his wife.

[Rabb]
Why in the hell didn't I know
you'd been charged

with hitting your wife?

It was handled in-house, sir.

It's not even
in my service record book.

Well, it's a matter
of public record now, Gunny.

-I'm sorry, sir.
-I don't want your apologies!

I want your cooperation.
Do you have any idea

what Colonel MacKenzie's trying
to do in there?

She's trying to establish
that you, not your wife,

is the one prone to violence.

Sir, it was a one-time thing.

Well, what about the fight
with Sergeant Gerard?

I told you about that.

Yeah, but you didn't tell me

it happened three days
after the initial incident.

It suggests premeditation.

It tells the members
you're capable
of holding a grudge

and plotting revenge.

So, what does this mean, sir?

It means the death penalty
just came into play.

It's unlikely...

but there's not
a lot of sympathy out there
for wife-beaters.

I didn't beat Marie, sir.

I want you to level with me,
Gunny.

Tell me everything.

You can start by telling me
why there was no punishment.

Mitigating circumstances,
Commander.

[Rabb] Elaborate, please, Major.

An onlooker testified

that Sergeant Aker's wife
was drunk

and resisting his efforts
to take her to the car.

Did the, then sergeant,
strike her with a fist
or an open hand?

[Satalino] Open hand, sir.

[Rabb] A slap?

-Correct, sir.
-Major,

why was there no judicial action
taken?

I don't condone a Marine
slapping his wife, Commander,

but the couple
had a six-year-old boy,

no prior record
of domestic violence,

and given the circumstances,
I felt that counseling

was the most appropriate
response.

And did they engage
in counseling?

[Satalino] For a time, sir.

Please tell us, Major,
why did they stop?

That was Mrs. Aker's choice.

Apparently,
she dropped out of AA.

She started drinking again.

Thank you, Major.
Nothing further.

So raise your beverages in honor
of Lieutenant Loren Singer

henceforth known as the Belle
of the Arabian Sea.

-[all] Here, here.
-It's been a great sendoff.

Thank you. You've all been...

Lieutenant.

-What's this, sir?
-That is a going-away gift.

-Thank you, sir.
-You're welcome.

I have two for you, actually.

You asked me before
to conceal the fact

that you lied about being a Jew
during the Mars case

and I've decided to do so.

You have nothing to worry about.

I appreciate it, sir.

You are now Jewish
as far as I'm concerned

as long as you act accordingly.

What, you're going
to hold me to it, sir?

Every chance I get.

Whatever turns you on, sir.

[Turner] Go ahead, open it.

It's called a mezuzah.

It goes on the outside
of your quarters.

You're serious
about this, Commander?

Wait until Hanukkah.

I think you will make
a great carrier JAG, Loren.

Thank you.

Got to head out.
Have to go see my husband.

Don't forget to stop
and smell the jet fuel.

Your bags are all packed,
Lieutenant?

I'm not leaving till Tuesday,
ma'am.

Right.

-Lieutenant.
-Yes?

I, uh,
I have a meeting to attend.

I'm sorry I can't stay
for the party.

[MacKenzie] Yeah, me, too.

I just wanted to say good luck

and knock 'em dead out there,
Loren.

I know you will.

He means that figuratively.

I know what he means, ma'am.

Thank you for the sentiment.

Oy, you forget
how busy this place can be.

There's no more cake?

Your stuff, Lieutenant.

Tiner, where's the Admiral?

On the phone in his office,
ma'am.

Can I take this to your car?

I'm capable of taking it myself.
Thank you.

Good luck, Lieutenant.

Sergei.

Leaving already, Lieutenant?

Party's over.

Then I'm glad I caught you.

I came to say goodbye.

That was nice. Thank you.

Where are you going?

Home.

Can I help you with that?

Would you, please?

-[bell dings]
-[Rabb] Did you speak to Tommy,
Commander?

As requested,
I visited him at his aunt's
house.

Was he cooperative?

No, he smelled shrink

the moment I introduced myself.

This is a smart ten-year-old.

Did he talk to you at all?

Enough for me
to make an analysis, Commander.

The boy is in conflict.

He isn't saying, but I suspect

that it's related to the death
of his mother.

Did he tell you
his father refuses
to allow him to testify?

Yes. And that goes back
to my suspicions.

Tommy's behavior
concerning his father

suggests a submissive
relationship.

Well, he's dependent
on his father.

Seemingly.

Are you sure
that he is not just worried

about losing the only parent
he has left?

He's afraid of something
a lot more terrifying than that,
sir.

What, his father's wrath?

A strong possibility.

So you're suggesting
that Tommy may have information

that could be damaging
to the gunny's case?

Infer what you will, sir.

But why would Tommy tell me
he wanted to testify, then?

It gets him off the hook.

The boy's able to satisfy
his father's demands

without drawing undue suspicion.

[Sims] Of course,
you're getting a prosthesis.

[Roberts]
Not everyone can handle it.

[Sims]
Well, you're not everyone.

No, I'm missing a spleen
as well.

Why push it?

I'll just use the crutches.

Not at JAG you won't.

How are you going to sell that
to the Navy?

I probably can't.

Well, then you have no choice
but to just stick it out.

I could become a civilian.

Look, there's no medical boards.

There's no
physical readiness test outside.

I could be what I am,
a man without a leg.

In the Navy, I'm the man
who has to pretend he has a leg.

It's ridiculous.

Sweetheart,
you're just frustrated.

Do you want me to feel good
about myself?

Of course.

Then stop pushing me to do
something

that's beyond my abilities.

You've always been this way
and it's time for you to stop.

I'm sorry.
This isn't very discreet of us.

It's nothing
I haven't heard before, ma'am.

So, this goes on a lot?

Stiles...

Yes, sir.

Silence it is.

Why are you ordering him
not to talk?

This is his room, too.
Why are you acting this way?

What has happened to you?

Wow, look at that!
That's got to be 270
if it's a yard.

Here, try to beat that one.

You have time
to drive golf balls

but you don't have time
to visit Bud.

What, are you afraid
your old man can still
outdrive you?

No, I'm afraid
my father cares more
about his golf game

than about his own son.

Hey, watch your mouth

or I'll tee you up.

Dad, Bud's been home
for over a month

and he needs your support.

What's the matter?
He doesn't have a crutch?

I can't believe
you just said that.

Yeah, well,
that's why I won't go see him

'cause I'll say something
like that or something worse.

Now lay off.

Nice slice.

That's no slice.

That's a swooping fade.

You know,
when I was a little kid,

you'd get away
with telling me something
like that,

but now, I see that
for what it is.

A hacker's slice.

Damn you! You see
what you're making me do?

You've always been a hacker,
haven't you, Dad?

And not just at golf.

You know, I never talked
to my father that way
and neither will you.

What would he do,
slap you upside the head?

You're damn right. And that's
going to happen to you

if you don't shut up.

-When's it end?
-What?

Slapping sons
instead of loving them.

Mrs. Akers, I'm Commander Rabb.
I'm your brother's attorney.

Are you the one
that spoke to Tommy
the other day?

Yes, ma'am, I did.

Do you realize
how much you upset him?

Well, it wasn't my intention
to upset him, ma'am.

I'm trying to help your brother.

Is Tommy afraid of his father?

No.

They have a great relationship.

Close?

What does this have to do
with Joe's defense?

He won't let me talk to Tommy.

He's trying to protect him.

Joe loves that boy.

Calls every day
and asks about his mood,
school, his wound.

Tommy has an injury?

Did your son recently
have stitches, Gunny?

Sir?

Tommy was treated for a wound
on his back

at Saint Stephens Hospital
two hours
after you were arrested.

Yeah, when he saw
his mother dead, he fell back

and he cut himself
on the corner of the counter.

Yeah, that's what he told them
at the ER.

So, then what's the problem,
sir?

Well, the problem is
we rechecked the blood analysis
on the knife.

We found not only
yours and Maria's
but we also found Tommy's

which means
that Tommy didn't fall back

against the corner
of the counter and cut himself,
did he?

He was cut with the knife.

So now the only question

is why you and he are both lying
about it.

I didn't stab Tommy
with the knife.

Don't even try to tell me
his mother did it,

because if she had, it would be
a more justifiable reason

to kill her than self-defense.

Commander,
you got this all wrong.

-Show me where.
-I can't, sir.

Tommy can, though, can't he?

I told you
to leave him out of this, sir.

Explain the knife wound to me.

I already did, sir.

He got slashed
defending his mother, didn't he?

No, sir.

-Did you beat your wife?
-No, sir.

-Tommy?
-Never.

I don't believe you, Sergeant.

I don't believe a word
you've said to me.

I don't believe
it was self-defense,

I don't believe
you didn't stab your son.

I would never hurt Tommy. Never.

Everyone has
their breaking point.
That night was yours, wasn't it?

Tommy tried
to protect his mother.

You slashed him.
He ran out of the kitchen.

She came at you.
You shot her in the shoulder.

She came at you again.
This time you put a bullet
in her neck.

And then you slashed
your own arm
to support your story.

Sounds like you just made
the prosecution's case... sir.

[man] Yeah, yeah.

Hey, Bud.

Hey. I figured
you'd be in rehab.

I went there first.
I've been looking everywhere.

-Good to see you, sir.
-You, too.

Uh, rehab's
not really happening, sir.

You had a setback?

I don't wan to talk about it,
sir.

How are things with you?

I'm a little confused, Bud.

To be honest with you,
this isn't just
a hospital visit.

I was... I was hoping
you'd feel like
doing a little brainstorming.

Uh...

What's going on?

Well...

I'm defending a Marine
accused of killing his wife.

He claims it was self-defense
and I don't believe him.

If you don't believe him,
how do you convince a jury?

The whole case troubles me, Bud.

I just can't fit this guy
out of the crime.

His account, sir?

Claims his wife came at him
with a chef's knife.

He shot her in the shoulder.
She came at him again.

He fatally shot her
through the neck.

I guess I'd have to ask
if he really wanted to kill her,

why would he shoot her
in the shoulder first?

Well, maybe he was nervous.

He's a Marine, sir.

Well,
if you reverse the scenario,

when he shot her
in the neck first,

why would he shoot her
in the shoulder?

Maybe to make it appear

as though he'd shot her
in the shoulder first?

That would support the claim
of self-defense.

But you don't think it was.

I don't know what I'm thinking,
Bud. There's so many...
so many things.

Is there anybody else
that could be involved in this,
sir?

-There is a God, Bud.
You know how I know?
-How, sir?

'Cause he only took your leg,

he didn't take your head.

Get well quick.

I got one question for you,
Tommy.

Did your dad fire both shots
at your mother?

No, sir.

Is your aunt home?

Yes, sir.

Let's go talk to her.

[Roberts] Hey, Stiles.

Stiles, wake up.

Lieutenant, your face
just replaced Halle Berry's.

Sorry.

Are you here
to offer me a cold one, sir?

No.

Then can I please get back
to the hot tub?

No.

Sir...

Look, you were right.

I am a dawg.

A bad dog.

Say again, sir?

My attitude stinks.

I owe you an apology.

That's cool, sir.

Look, if anyone visits,
I'll be down in rehab.

Without the corpsmen?

What are you planning
to do there, sir?

Obedience training.

Now, Lieutenant...

[groans]

Mikey?

Dad.

Come on, son. Try again.

[groaning]

Are you okay, Tommy?

[Tommy] Yes, sir.

We're going to talk
about the night
your mother was killed, Tommy.

I need you to tell us
what you remember
about that night.

Well, I finished up my homework

and then I went into the kitchen
to see if dinner was ready.

[Rabb] Was it?

[Tommy] No, sir.

Mom was drinking.

Mom, when's dinner
going to be ready?

We're going to eat
when I'm ready.

But, Mom, I'm hungry.

Shut up!

Mom, please, stop drinking.

-Go to your room.
-No.

Go to hell!

How did you respond to that?

I told her to go to hell.

You go to hell.

-[screams]
-[groans]

You want to really
feel some pain, huh?

Put that down.

-Mom, please. No. Mom, please.
-Put it down.

-Do you really want
to feel some pain?
-No. Stop.

[Marie] Put it down!

-[gunshot]
-[gasps]

[Rabb] Thank you, Tommy.

You can wait outside
with your aunt now.

[Akers] I had just come home.

[Rabb] You saw your son
shoot his mother?

Yes, sir.
I saw him pull the trigger.

How did you react, Gunny?

I immediately put him
in his room.

He wanted me to call 911

but... I told him
that wasn't necessary

that his mother only
had been grazed

and he should stay in his room
while I calmed her down.

Was it true?
Had he only grazed her?

No, sir.

Her carotid artery
had been severed.

She died instantly.

Take us through
what happened next, Gunny?

I wiped...

Tommy's fingerprints
off the handle of my pistol

and then I slashed my forearm
with the chef's knife.

To make it appear
as though your wife
had attacked you?

Yes, sir.

I cried out in pain,
so that Tommy would hear it

and then I lifted Marie
to a sitting position

and shot her
in the right shoulder.

Tommy heard the shot

he came out

and I told him

that she had come at me
with the knife

and that I had to shoot her.

Why did you do all this?

Why?

To protect my son, sir.
Isn't that obvious?

So he wouldn't have
to go through his entire life

knowing he'd killed his mother.

Will the accused
and counsel please rise.

You may publish your findings.

Gunnery Sergeant Joseph Akers,
United State Marine Corps.

This court-martial finds you
on the charge and specification
of premeditated murder

not guilty.

[judge]
May I say before we adjourn,

this verdict may exonerate you
from punishment,
Gunnery Sergeant

but you have not,
in the opinion of this court,

behaved in a manner
worthy of United States Marine.

In that regard, I'm recommending
that the convening authority

take appropriate action
in connection

with your unauthorized
possession of a firearm.

Further, I'm directing
that you return to counseling

through the Navy's
family advocacy program.

I trust, with their assistance,
you can provide the support

Tommy needs to overcome
this tragedy.

Court's adjourned.

How can I thank you, sir?

Take good care of your son.

That's all I ever wanted to do,
sir.

Thank you.

Tommy.

You okay?

-[Tommy] Yeah.
-Let's go home.

[MacKenzie]
Nice work, counselor.

Fathers and sons, Mac.

Yeah, that's life.

Mothers and daughters,
brothers and sisters.

Brothers?

I'm supposed to take Sergei
to the airport.

Hey, brother,
I'm sorry I'm late.

Look, if we leave now
we can make it.

Throw it in the back.

It's fine, Harm.

I found another ride.

Oh, come on, Sergei.

It's fine.

We'll say good-bye here.

Look, don't go.

Please? I feel responsible.

[car horn honking]

Hello, sir.

Lieutenant.

[Zhukov] Hi, Loren.

Harm.

I'll miss you, my brother.

And that is all
you need to know.

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