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[man 1] All right, listen up, people. We need to secure this building.

I want two Marines in every hatch! Let's go.

You're at the top. Make it so.

-[man 2] Clear! -[man 3] Clear!

[man 1] I need three bodies on the other side of this building. Let's go!

Listen, George, let's go! Move out!

[yells]

-[man 1] Clear! -[man 2] Check those documents.

-Ahmed. -Yeah, Tom.

Translate for me.

-This needs to go to Centcom. -What is it?

It's an Iraqi Intelligence report.

There's a hundred Stinger missiles

in the hands of terrorists in Paraguay.

Looks like a list of possible targets in the United States.

All right, let's gather this stuff up

and get out of here, let's go.

[theme music playing]

-[MacKenzie] You wanted to see me, sir? -[Chegwidden] Have a seat.

-[MacKenzie] Mr. Webb. -[Webb] Colonel.

We've just received word that Sadik Fahd

-is in possession of more than 100 Stinger missiles. -Sadik Fahd is in line

for the Lifetime Achievement Award in terrorism.

Iranian-born, he served as Arafat's bodyguard in the '70s.

Later, he joined Hezbulah in Lebanon.

Was he part of the bombing at the Marine barracks?

[Webb] Yes. He also fought in Afghanistan,

where he hooked up with Al Qaeda.

Where are the Stinger missiles?

South America, Paraguay to be precise.

The weapons were purchased piecemeal on the international arms market

by a Paraguayan drug dealer named Raul Garcia.

In turn, he sold them to Sadik.

And we believe Sadik intends to use the weapons

against targets in the U.S.

Webb's requested that you be assigned

to him T.A.D. I've agreed.

Whatever it is, sir, I'm on board.

Needs a wife.

Sir?

Pregnant wife.

This is a stretch even for you, Webb.

As you know, Webb's been stationed in Tierra del Fuego.

His cover is an American arms dealer.

A married arms dealer, with a wife in the family way.

You're the logical choice as my soulmate.

You're a woman, a Marine with weapons expertise,

and like Sadik, you speak Farsi.

Like any number of CIA operatives

you have access to, why me?

I'm not at liberty

to discuss the reasons for tapping you, Colonel.

I see.

Well, there's just one little snag in your plan.

I'm not pregnant.

I can take care of that.

Sir! Oh, it's great to have you back.

Oh, it's nice to be back, Harriet. How are you doing?

I'm good, except for the edema.

My legs are the envy of sumo wrestlers everywhere, sir.

[chuckling]

[Tiner] Morning, Commander. Sure are happy for you, sir.

Well, thank you, Tiner. How's law school?

I graduate in three weeks, sir.

-Way to go. -Thank you.

[Coates] Good to see you on the upswing, sir.

No thanks to you, Coates.

Come on, where's your sense of humor?

Sir, about my testimony, I...

-It's pretty damning. -Yes, sir.

You could've lied.

I considered it, Commander.

Well, the fact that you didn't

support my faith in your character, Coates.

-Is that for me? -Yes, sir. I sorted it for you.

Thank you.

You think they'd have the courtesy to put it back.

-NCIS did this? -You were their chief suspect.

It'll take weeks to put back together.

Good excuse to redecorate.

It's good to see you.

-Congratulations. -All I did was sit in a cell.

-You could still be sitting there. -Yeah, that's true.

I owe Agent Gibbs a debt of gratitude.

What was your reaction when they charged Lindsey?

I'm moving on, Sturges. One foot in front of the other.

-Very enlightened of you. -There's nothing else I can't do.

So, how about you, huh? How you doing?

I have a bit of a problem actually.

You don't have problems.

Concerns the Lieutenant Duncan case.

Was that the software thief?

The one you and Mac busted.

His case will be reviewed

in the Navy Court of Criminal Appeals.

So, that's good news.

You were his defense attorney.

The brief was filed by his civilian attorney.

They're claiming ineffective assistance of counsel.

[Webb] Two weeks ago, I made contact with Raul Garcia.

Now, Garcia's the arms middleman

who bought the Stinger missile parts

on the black market from Russia, China and Afghanistan.

He sold them to Sadik Fahd.

The problem is, we don't know Sadik Fahd's whereabouts,

or where he has the Stingers hidden.

[MacKenzie] So, what's the plan?

Sadik Fahd's Stingers are cobbled together from surplus parts.

They're missing one key component: an upgrade

that makes them fly straight.

Always an advantage with a missile or a man.

So, here's the deal: I tell Raul Garcia

I have circuit boards to upgrade the Stingers.

He buys the boards from me with diamonds,

sells them to Sadik Fahd in exchange for uncut coke.

So, we get the diamonds, Garcia gets the coke,

and Sadik gets whatever he needs to make the missiles work.

The upgrade package leads us to Sadik.

First we get the Stingers back,

then we eliminate both Raul Garcia and Sadik Fahd.

Simple in concept, difficult in execution.

I feel like the Goodyear blimp.

[in Farsi] Madam, do you think the size fits?

Yes, thank you. It's very good.

[in English] Uh, thank you, Rosa.

And thank you, Colonel, for just getting the both of us killed.

I thought you wanted a Farsi speaker.

I want a Farsi listener.

So, I should be seen but not heard,

is that what you want, Webb?

Look, I want you to monitor conversations, not respond.

Otherwise, the last sound that you will hear

immediately after letting our enemies know you speak Farsi

will be a bullet passing through your brain.

Point taken.

-They're real. -They ought to be.

Drag your pregnant wife through the jungle,

it's the least you can do.

Turn around.

The necklace has 91 radiant-cut diamonds with a total of 21.1 carats.

The center diamond is 2.05 carats.

Clarity, V-S one, color G, platinum mounting.

Remember that as if your life depended on it, Sarah.

-Why? -Because I told Raul Garcia

I'm married to a diamond expert.

So, unless you can tell the real thing

from cubic zirconia, our cover is blown.

The next thing you know, we're both lying dead

-in the street. -No pressure, then.

Besides, I don't want to be cheated.

Who does? Why diamonds?

It's the perfect currency, Colonel.

Diamonds posses many advantages:

They're easy to hide, they do not set off alarms,

and they cannot be sniffed by dogs.

And they can readily be converted to cash.

Take this stone, for example.

It is an icy, winter white set in platinum.

But the mounting

hides a tiny fracture.

Give me your hand, Sarah.

With this ring... I thee wed.

You do know how to treat a girl.

I need to see you over here for a moment.

You know, diamonds are like people, Colonel.

Very often the imperfections are hidden.

-Lieutenant? -Yes, sir.

What have you got on your plate right now?

Nothing, sir. You got a morsel

for a starving attorney?

[Turner] I got a four-course meal.

Thanks, Petty Officer.

Should be an interesting case for you.

You may remember a lieutenant I defended

charged with sabotaging military software

in order to turn it around and develop it

-at a video game company? -Yeah.

The adequacy of my defense

is being challenged on appeal.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, sir.

I'd like to suggest the Admiral assign you

to represent the Government at oral argument.

Well, I'd be honored, sir.

It'd be nice to be on the other side this time.

I'm just curious, why me, sir?

I trust you, Lieutenant.

You prosecuted at my trial, sir.

That's what makes it interesting, isn't it?

[guitar playing the blues]

[knock at door]

[playing the blues]

-Hey. -Hi. Are you entertaining?

Uh, no, uh, just entertaining myself.

I just came by to see how you were after all you've been through.

Well, uh, so far, no one's accused me of murder.

Well, it's early yet.

That's true.

-Whoa. -What?

Something you want to tell me?

Well, plenty.

How did you hide this?

Bigger clothes.

[chuckles]

There's a story here, somewhere.

Listen, I'm going away.

-Where? -Can't say.

For how long?

Don't know.

This has Webb written all over it.

He needed a pregnant wife. I'm his cover story.

-Is it dangerous? -Very.

I travel to Paraguay tonight,

but I needed to know that you're okay.

You've been through a lot lately.

I'm coming back, you know.

I don't want you to go, Mac.

[sighs]

Why is it that you're only like this

when I have one foot out the door?

Your interest always fades

when I might actually be in a position to return it.

Mac...

I'll bring the car out front around 9:00 a.m., after you take your breakfast.

Then I am at your beck and call.

Gracias.

We have arranged a corner room.

You have a long view of the street, Señor Webb.

Williams, Alvaro. Don't forget.

Right. [in Spanish] I'm sorry, sir.

[in English] I will not make that mistake again.

Until tomorrow, Señor Williams.

We've been expecting you.

But I did not think I would find someone so beautiful.

Ah, swank hotel suite, our own CIA driver.

You really pulled out all the stops, Webb.

Uh, keep in mind your condition,

-darling. -Right.

How could I forget? Why, why did you make up a story about this?

Well, at first it was to explain your absence.

Then I figured it put me in a better light.

They like kids.

Everyone likes kids.

Yeah, but they're special down here.

Not just born one day and put into day care the next.

Alvaro did his job.

-You ever want kids? -Funny time to ask.

You have to find the right man, right time and place.

Well, you have the right man, don't you?

You really believe that?

Well, Rabb wouldn't be my choice.

He's too oblivious.

But you do need somebody who can stand up to you.

There's a difference between

"stand up to" and "run right over the top of."

[Webb] You shouldn't have trouble drawing the line.

[MacKenzie] Really?

How much luck have you had with Harm?

And why all the relationship advice?

I don't see any woman in your life.

Except you.

I'm just a rental.

I've had my share of women.

Yeah, I counted three when Harm and I were in Australia.

They were all taller than you

and their bust size was larger than their I.Q.

Are you close to anyone, Webb?

My mother.

Mm. Just what every girl wants to hear.

I hope you do know diamonds from A to Z.

When we meet Garcia in the morning, you have to know your stuff.

Some people take a lifetime to learn about diamonds.

-I'll do that. -Thanks.

You look good with half a million dollars hanging around your neck.

Thank you.

Would you mind turning around?

Yes.

Suit yourself.

Which side do you want?

Of what?

The bed.

The one that you're not in.

[knock on door]

Commander!

How are you, sir?

Oh, no better than you, apparently.

[sighs]

Well, you're back in your old digs, huh?

Now that Commander Manetti has moved on. Yeah.

Listen, I was talking to Sturgis.

I'm surprised that he has faith in me

to handle the Duncan appeal, sir.

Come on, Bud, you're a natural,

especially since you were

already a defendant in the Massuco case.

Gives you perspective.

You know, sir, it's just, ever since I came back,

I just haven't felt on top of my game.

I guess I've been trying too hard

to regain everyone else's respect.

What makes you think you lost it?

Well, it seems to be the general impression around here, sir.

I wasn't able to pick up where I left off.

I was given grunt work, thrown a few minor cases.

You even passed me up at first, sir.

Well, actually, that's why I'm here, Bud.

I'd like to help.

You interested?

Are you asking to be my co-counsel, sir?

Judge.

I would like the court to focus primarily

on defense counsel's failure to attack the military's

jurisdictional assumptions.

We believe that the appellate should not, in fact,

have been subject to the UCMJ in the first place.

And that defense counsel was derelict

in failing to raise this issue at trial.

I'm sorry, uh, can... can we stop for a minute, sir?

Uh, this is one small paragraph on page... 18 of the appellate's brief,

I can't imagine the attorney would think he'd get much from it, sir.

-Why not, sir? -Commander Turner understood that

you either have jurisdiction, or you don't.

Lieutenant Duncan didn't cash out; it's cut and dried.

Look, I thought the idea of a moot court

was to prepare you for left turns, but...

I understand that, sir, but this seems a bit of a stretch.

Sir, the Lieutenant was never informed

that his release from active duty wasn't final.

Commander Tuner failed to argue this in court.

Well, because Mac would have argued that all

the relevant information was in his service record.

That's an assumption, sir.

Shouldn't he have tried everything?

I don't think failure to do so

would constitute an ineffective assistance of counsel.

[Rabb] Look, by not arguing lack of jurisdiction,

Commander missed an opportunity

to knock the government's case right out of play.

It's an interesting angle, especially since there's no

-dispositive case law on the subject. -I-I just don't know, sir.

I was planning on focusing on the arguments that they brought up first.

The fact that the lieutenant wasn't given his Article 31 rights

by you or Colonel Mackenzie.

We didn't give him his Article 31 rights because,

at the time, we didn't think he was subject to the UCMJ.

Exactly, sir.

It's a technicality that could be exploited, Bud.

Tiner's on to something.

You should look out for it.

Nice work, Tiner.

Yeah, you're going to make a hell of a lawyer one day.

Thank you, sir.

[Webb] Here she is at last.

Raul, my wife.

I am honored to know you, Mrs. Williams.

-Please, be seated. -Thank you, and it's Jane.

I've ordered a caña for you, Señor,

and for you, Jane, and of your baby, herbal tea.

Ah, gracias.

You have traveled a long way.

I go where my husband leads me.

You should not wear such an expensive necklace

on the street in Ciudad Del Este...

unless those stones are paste.

Oh, I would know if they were.

2.05 carats. Surrounding it are 91 diamonds,

radiant-cut,

totaling 21.1 carats.

The color is F?

G.

Clarity, V-S two.

V-S one.

Not a bruise, cloud, needle,

twining, wisp, or pinpoint in sight.

So... you know what you own.

Yes, and tomorrow, we will know what you own.

We'll see if you are who you say you are

and whether you can be trusted.

You see, you should know this:

I will not allow my husband to be cheated.

I will call your cell phone with directions as you go.

And I will bring only a driver.

I will have only my driver.

Señor, Señora...

[in Spanish] See you tomorrow.

[Tiner, in English] Admiral.

Time on target?

1200, sir, mark, mark.

-Point of contact? -1415, sir.

After the meal, you'll signal the waiter with your eyes.

He'll deliver the engagement ring on a silver tray,

set it on the table, in front of Miss Cavanaugh.

[sighs] Excellent.

Thank you, sir.

Good luck, Admiral.

I'm, uh, glad we're finally able to do this.

What are we doing?

Having lunch.

You're pleased we're having lunch?

I'm pleased that you're finally seeing me again.

I'll accept that.

You're not still mad at me.

That's faded.

And we're clear on this whole retirement debacle?

I am relieved you're not retiring, yes.

And the marriage thing?

[laughs] A.J...

Um... I'm, I'm confused.

How is it that someone as well-read as you

becomes so inarticulate when discussing this subject?

I don't know. I love words, and some-sometimes they fail me.

When that happens, I...

I try to find a simpler way to-to communicate, but...

Even Shakespeare couldn't match a-a true gesture of the heart.

And what is in your heart?

A.J.?

Just a minute.

Just answer the question.

And I'm going to.

Okay, what's going on?

The waiter has something for you.

Here you go, ma'am.

[Chegwidden screaming] Do you have any idea how embarrassed I was?!

She paid it! She paid the damn check!

You told me you set it up! That they knew what was going on!

It took me half an hour to, to, to trace the ring down.

Some damned dishwasher was trying it on!

-[Tiner] I am so sorry-- -[Chegwidden] Sorry my ass!!

Listen, numbnuts, you stay out of it! You...

[Tiner] I'm sorry Admiral, next time...

[Chegwidden] No, hell, no, there's no-no next time! You stay out of it.

You just stay out of it!

I'll take care of it myself!

-[Tiner] Sir... -[Chegwidden] Dismissed!

[Tiner] Aye, aye, sir.

[MacKenzie] Why aren't you talking, Clay? What's up?

For the past eight months, I've been in a hell hole at the ends of the Earth.

The only reason I got this assignment

was because Tierra Del Fuego was close.

The Agency needed someone who knew the terrain.

So, now you have a second chance.

The reason I'm telling you this, Sarah,

is because you're part of it now.

For the first time in my life,

I don't trust myself.

Taking too many chances.

I hope you can live with that.

Do I have a choice?

Why is it that you're only like this

when I have one foot out the door?

Your interest always fades

when I might actually be in a position to return it.

[MacKenzie] Your snoring is killing me.

Nobody's perfect.

Some people aren't even close.

What about me?

No weapon.

I'm an expert marksman, Clay.

Can't take a chance of your being searched.

If they find a weapon on you, who knows what else they might find?

What if they search you?

They will. I'm an arms dealer.

Besides, it's expected of me. I'm a man.

Hmm.

You know, when I couldn't sleep again last night

because of the racket you were making,

I took a closer look at this necklace.

There's dried blood in the catch.

Just, uh... where did this necklace come from anyway?

Company property.

Confiscated?

The necklace only recently came into our possession.

[sighs] You ever get used to it?

-The killing? -Just another day at the office.

You do seem to love your work.

A conscience or a soft heart

doesn't play well for a field agent, Sarah.

Then you have a problem, Clay, because you have both.

You've proven that again and again.

Don't overestimate me, Sarah.

No time for goodness?

Not in my life.

Uh, can I take that for you, sir?

It's a cake, Tiner.

Yes, sir.

On the rose in the middle of this cake, I'm going to place the ring.

Then I'll ask Meredith to cut it.

Good plan, sir.

Now I'm telling you this because I don't want you

to sit on it or throw it at anyone.

Admiral, you have my guarantee that nothing,

and I mean nothing, will happen to this cake.

For whatever the hell good that is.

[man] May it please the court.

My name is Harlan Bradford, appearing for the appellant,

Lieutenant Jeremy Duncan, United States Navy.

In question is the grossly deficient

and prejudicial performance of Commander Sturgis Turner,

the appellant's detailed defense counsel.

We intend to prove, as is outlined in our brief,

that during the Lieutenant's trial,

the Commander was virtually asleep at the wheel

and failed to perform his duties

in an objectively reasonable manner.

Excuse me, Mr. Bradford,

but wasn't the evidence against your client overwhelming?

The Government's case rested almost entirely

on incriminatory statements made by the accused himself, Your Honor.

We argue that Commander Turner should have,

in the interest of his client, moved to suppress

the admission of these statements.

-On what grounds? -On page 18 of our brief,

we've introduced a jurisdictional question.

But the heart of our case is the evidentiary issue

and its constitutional ramification.

JAG investigators Colonel MacKenzie

and Commander Rabb failed to apprise Lieutenant Duncan

of his Article 31 rights

prior to obtaining the incriminating admission.

But that was because they were under the impression, as well as your client,

that he had been discharged and was no longer on active duty.

Your Honor, according to the trial court and prosecution,

that impression was incorrect.

A reasonably competent attorney

would have moved to suppress,

given the unusual facts of this case.

I see deficiency, Counselor,

but where is the, uh, the prejudice?

[Bradford] The unwarned statements given by Lieutenant Duncan

had a significant effect on the outcome of the trial.

In lieu of his admissions,

the Government's case was largely circumstantial.

There was no direct evidence

or corroborative witness presented

to indicate that the Lieutenant was actually the individual

responsible for sabotaging Government property.

You okay, Harriet?

Yes, sir. I-I'm fine.

Your legs hurt?

Yes, sir.

Is there anything I can do?

Not unless you just want

to listen to me vent, sir.

Well, floor is yours.

Well, thank you, sir. I-I'll be brief, sir.

I don't think of myself as a complainer,

but every single one of my pregnancies has been difficult

and each one has had its own set of problems.

And, sir, for somebody who wants children

as much as I do, you'd think I'd catch a break, that's all.

Well, I think your frustration is well-deserved, Harriet,

especially in light of your last experience.

Well, you don't think it sounds ungrateful?

Not coming from you.

Thank you. [chuckles]

Hey, uh, have you had lunch?

-No, sir. -You want to have lunch with me?

Oh, I'd love to, sir, but the thought of traipsing down there...

You're not going to have to traipse.

-Feet up. -Sir?

Feet up. Come on, Lieutenant.

[Sims laughing]

May it please the court. Lieutenant Bud Roberts for the respondent.

[sighs]

Opposing counsel has addressed

what he sees as

deficient performance on behalf of the appellant.

Continue, Counselor.

It's, uh, it's easy to look at Commander Turner's performance in 20/20 hindsight,

but the presumption should be that defensive counsel

made his decisions for legitimate reasons.

And those would be?

That, uh, arguing against admission

of his client's testimony would be difficult...

given... that this was a unique factual scenario

and there exists little case law

to help, uh, guide... the outcome.

Are you saying that difficult strategies are beyond Commander Turner?

Well, no, Your Honor.

Then what's your point?

The Government will acknowledge a lack of aggression on the part of Commander Turner,

but the accused is entitled only to a constitutionally

adequate defense.

It is our opinion that that is what he received.

-[knocking on door] -Enter!

Do you have a moment, sir?

What is it?

Well, it's, uh...

it's about Colonel MacKenzie's recent assignment,

Admiral.

What about it?

May I ask the nature of the assignment, sir?

Yes.

Will you answer me, sir?

No.

Commander,

if I hear there's a need for concern,

I won't hesitate to let you know.

Thank you, sir.

I assume that satisfies your curiosity.

Never mind. Dismissed.

-[clicks heels together] -Aye, sir.

[door opens, shuts]

-[crickets chirping] -[soft rock music playing]

[Cavanaugh] That was delicious.

You know, you don't cook for me that often.

You want me to do it more?

Well, beats picking up the check.

You know that was an incredible misunderstanding.

Oh, hon, I was joking.

What are you doing in there anyway?

Dessert.

Oh, that's lovely.

Would you do the honors, please?

Um... you have salad dressing on your shirt.

Aah, I'll deal with it later. Where are you going?

Well, it won't come out later. I'm going to get some club soda.

-Meredith. -Ah. Here we go.

Come over here.

What about dessert?

This will only take a minute.

Well, y-you come here.

I can see better over here.

A.J.! Honestly. [chuckles]

-[sets bottle on table] -You seem so tense.

Just relax a little bit.

Hey, did I ever tell you about the time a waiter spilled tomato sauce

all over my skirt? He was mortified.

He tried to get me to clean it up, but I couldn't

'cause it looked just like South America.

-There. -[chuckles]

All better.

Oh.

[laughing] Oh, A.J.

A.J.?

[Chegwidden sighs]

Come on, dammit.

[sighs]

Taxi.

Clay!

[gasps]

Oh...

[sighs]

-Petty Officer Coates, do they have high-test brewing? -Just ran out, sir.

-Can you brew some more? -Yes, sir.

Sir, I've been collecting messages for Colonel MacKenzie,

but she's not on the T.A.D. board

and I'm at a loss as to what to tell people.

She's fine.

That wasn't my question, sir.

Well, that's the answer.

Is there reason to be concerned, Commander?

Just brew the coffee, please.

Aye, aye, sir.

[Rabb sighs]

[sighs]

[MacKenzie] "In ancient Rome,

a diamond was a get-out-of-jail-free card.

If a criminal could smash a diamond with a hammer and anvil, he won his freedom.

Diamonds made the iron rebound and the anvil split asunder."

Or so says Pliny the Elder.

So it never worked?

Pliny doesn't say.

[cell phone rings]

Hola.

Got it. Pull over here, Alvaro.

Yes, Mr. Webb-- Mr. Williams.

[Webb] And now we wait.

-Miss Cavanaugh, hello. -Hi, Jason. Is he in?

For his fiancée, ma'am, I think so.

-Hi. -Hi.

I have three questions for you. Answer them yes or no.

Okay.

Were you trying to propose to me at the restaurant?

Yes.

And at your house?

-Yes. -Do you have a ring?

Yes.

May I see it?

Yes.

Yes.

Say it any way you want.

Would you be interested

in spending the rest of your life

with a grumpy sourpuss?

An old man?

Especially when you put it that way.

[Rabb] Well, how did it go?

Bud couldn't focus.

Ended up throwing me to the lions.

-You're kidding. -I haven't seen him like this.

-What did he do? -Not very much.

The appellant's attorney was prepared,

had a solid evidentiary approach.

He didn't go jurisdictional?

No.

I may have had something to do with this.

Well, I... I encouraged Bud to consider other strategies.

But Harm, the Article 31 was the main component of their brief.

I know that, but...

Tiner came up with this interesting jurisdictional...

You took your cue from Tiner?

Don't get upset.

Harm, I asked you to supervise, not...

not encourage the brain farts of a law student!

Sturgis...

Hey, I was trying to help.

-Well, you don't really believe they're going to overturn it? -You know what I believe?

I believe that whatever their decision, they'll probably all agree

I'm a lazy, uninvolved, and mediocre attorney.

Whatever he told you, sir, is true.

-What happened in there? -I... I lost my concentration and I couldn't find my way back,

so I took the easy way out and sacrificed Commander Turner in the process, sir.

It looked like it worked out, though. The Panel gave us the impression

that they weren't going to reverse the conviction.

Did I confuse you with my suggestions?

No. No, it's not your fault, sir.

I had already planned for the other strategy.

I should have been able to act on it.

-Then why didn't you? -I don't know.

I can walk almost as well as I used to,

but when I get into a court,

I can't find my legs.

You know, you keep saying that, Bud,

-you're going to start believing it. -I do believe it, sir.

I became stale during rehab. I lost something.

The only thing you've lost is your eyesight.

-I don't understand, sir. -You know, I can't even believe

I have to say this to you of all people.

You can't see beyond your own nose.

Now, stop making excuses

and start paying attention.

-Hey, honey. -Hi.

Let's get you home and into bed, okay?

-No, it's early. -No, no.

I think JAG will be okay without you for a few hours.

Okay.

-Oh. -Ow.

I got you. I got you.

You okay? Come on, sweetie.

[soft groan]

[Alvaro] He's here.

I see him, Alvaro.

Looks like he's got eight drivers.

-Change of plan. Stay in the car. -You need me.

[MacKenzie groans]

[Webb] Raul.

[in Spanish] Good afternoon.

[in English] This will do you no good.

Is something bothering you?

Yeah, my butt's sore. Why can't you people pave

these damn roads?

She's a little cranky today, Raul.

[Raul] Where's what you promised me?

Alvaro?

[phone rings]

Hello.

-[Rabb] Mrs. Webb? -Yes?

Ma'am, hello. This is Commander Harmon Rabb.

-I met you some years back. -I remember.

You're one of Clayton's friends. You're in the Navy.

Yes, ma'am, that's right.

Ma'am, I hope I'm not disturbing you,

but Clayton is currently traveling

with an associate of mine,

Lieutenant Colonel Sarah MacKenzie,

and I need to get ahold of her.

The Colonel left no forwarding address?

No, ma'am, but they left for Paraguay.

Cell phone number?

Unreachable.

Commander, I'm in no position

to reveal Clayton's whereabouts at any time.

I have information of a highly sensitive nature

to impart to the Colonel, ma'am.

Well, give it to me, and if I speak to him,

I'll pass it along.

Unfortunately, I'll need

to deliver it to her personally, ma'am.

Are you concerned for her welfare?

If she's traveling with my son, you ought to be.

All the more reason, then, ma'am,

to help me get ahold of them.

Does he love this woman?

I'm sorry?

Clayton is very protective of those he loves.

Well, I don't believe so, ma'am.

That's unfortunate.

I'm sorry, Commander.

There's nothing I can do for you.

Take a look.

Twelve carats.

Flawless, perfect cut.

"B" color. This one's a keeper.

Eight carats.

Poor symmetry.

Included. This stone was cut by Stevie Wonder.

What other stones have you got?

Your woman knows her business, huh?

She has her uses.

Men come and go, Raul.

They lose their hair or their fortunes.

Diamonds stay hard forever.

[in Farsi] We'll connect one of the connectors to the Stinger to make sure it works.

Then, I'll tell that to Dorsia.

[in English] You can get half a million for the lot in Tel Aviv, darling.

Your bodyguard seems to have lost interest

in keeping you alive.

So, now, can you give me any reason

why I should not kill you?

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