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Ajax, this is Wave Runner 212
approaching Waypoint Delta.

Roger, 212. Come left to heading 169 and
descend to Angel Lake. Ajax, this is

Wave Runner 212. We'll go right.

Slider, you ready to head for home?

Right behind you, Karma.

Whoa, I got a contact.

175,

five miles closing opposite course low.

Wave Runner 212, you are authorized to
intercept.

Tally -ho.

Glider, second bogey's on the scope.
He's on our six.

We're sandwiched. Get this guy off me.
Split.

Break right.

this guy, Karma. Get him off me.

Enemy fire. Pencil inbound.

Watch out close.

Oh, please, not far.

It's him.

It's him. It's him.

We remained high in the Gulf today after
an American F -14 went down in the no

-fly zone last night.

The Iraqis are claiming an aerial
victory.

The Defense Department has confirmed the
loss of a Navy fighter jet, but has

made no official statement regarding
what...

Working

a little late, Ensign?

Yes, sir.

Well, why don't you call it a night? I'm
sure whatever it is can wait till

morning. I'll walk you to your car.

Thank you, sir. I'm just going to wait a
little longer here.

Heard from Rav and McKenzie yet?

They should be aboard the Coral Sea
within the hour, sir. And Lieutenant

Roberts?

I haven't heard from Lieutenant Roberts,
and it's not like him not to call.

Well, let's see.

He left Andrews at 1400 our time.

Probably arrived at 29 Palms, 1530
Pacific.

Been taking depositions for several
hours.

I'm sure he'll call soon.

I hope so, sir.

I don't mean to act like... Pregnant
wife worried about her husband?

It's not very Navy -like of me, sir.
Instant.

The uniform is made to fit a person.

Admiral, I don't know what's come over
me. Hormones!

Sir?

You see this?

B .C. tried to cut my head off with a
machete. 39 stitches.

I didn't even know I was bleeding for
about two days.

But, um... Now this... It's an electric
can opener.

Not make cold for six hours.

Compliments of my ex -wife in her second
trimester.

So what are you telling me? That I
should stay away from small appliances?

No. What I'm saying is, is that, um...
What you're feeling is normal, and I

understand. I also know that you need to
rest and you need to eat properly.

I'm going to Calisto's for a late
dinner. Why don't you join me? I hate

alone.

You do, sir?

Not really.

We'll go run that Inspector General's
report and make it a business meal.

Thank you, Admiral. I told Bud that I'd
wait to hear from him.

Harry could be after midnight before he
gets a chance to call you.

Tell you what, once we get to the
restaurant, I'll call the base if I can

him. You can do that, sir?

Admiral's privilege.

You know, Calisto is famous for their
sea food. You like calamari?

Well, I like it if they make it with a
mint sauce, sir.

Cravings?

I'm afraid so, sir.

Try not to make me regret this incident.

I usually consider it a bad sign when I
see Jags coming aboard.

But under the circumstances, I'm glad
you're here.

International incidents require the
utmost diplomacy.

I might need some professional legal
advice.

So technically, we're here to conduct a
Jagman investigation of the altercation

which resulted in the lost Comcast.
However, the Major and I would be more

willing to aid in any legal matters that
might arise while we're aboard. That's

good, because if this thing turns ugly
and forces us into a war, it's always

nice to have a...

Couple of lawyers around to blame.

We're at condition three here.

The CAG and I need the crew focused on
the job at hand.

So I'd appreciate wrapping up this
investigation ASAP. Yes, sir.

You can report your findings to the CAG.

Carry on.

Okay.

Commander Ravid.

You found your father.

That's right.

Did you know him, sir?

We flew a couple of wild ones together.

You have to pilot he what?

I'd like to think so.

Maybe we'll see about that.

Yes, sir.

The ATO will get you quarters.

Thank you, sir.

We were patrolling the no -fly zone.

It was a typical flight, if there is
such a thing.

It's basically four hours of boring
holes in the sky.

No contact, no nothing.

So when did you first spot the MiG?

I didn't.

Bear picked the first one up on his
radar.

There.

You're real, Lieutenant Brian Haas.

That's right.

He must have been crawling across the
sand on his belly because he came out of

nowhere.

Popped up, made a gun run at us, and ran
for home.

What are you supposed to provoke them
into attacking?

There was no provocation, Major. That's
just it.

It's a no -fly zone.

The Iraqis came in looking for a fight.
First one was a decoy so his buddy could

sneak in behind us.

The second MIG got right on Slaughter's
tail.

We flew in behind him. I got Locke and
Tone, but Karma didn't fire him, ma 'am.

Well, why not?

I don't know, Major. I kept yelling at
him to take the shot, but he kept

what, what, like he didn't hear me, ma
'am.

Next thing I know, he's going kamikaze,
flying straight at the MIG like he's

going to ram him. I'm screaming for
Karma to take this guy out.

Suddenly the MIG fires, so I punch off
flares and chaff and break hard.

Next thing I know, I've got this fucking
bronco turbulence.

And I see this explosion in the mirror.

Figured it was the missile.

It was karma going down in a ball of
fire.

Karma's yelling, eject, eject.

There's smoke in the canopy. I reach up,
grab the handle, but my eyes are

closed.

Next thing I know, I'm screaming into my
mask.

and feeling ice -cold air on my face.

One thing I don't understand.

You had a lock on the MiG. Why didn't
you fight? I couldn't. You had a missile

malfunction? Why not go for the cannons?

Well, that's a good question, Commander,
which I don't have an answer.

You've been in combat.

You know how fast things happen.

I saw Slaughter was in trouble.

I couldn't fire, but I knew I had to get
the MiG off his tail.

And all I could think to do was to get
in between him and the enemy. So I lit

the afterburners and I popped up right
in front of him.

That's damn heroic flying.

That's damn stupid. It's more like it.

I misjudged the closure rate. I sheared
off my wingtip in the collision.

Went into a spin, spraying fuel, which
ignited. We were a giant, tumbling

fireball.

Man, you must have had a guardian angel
looking over your shoulder that night.

Yeah.

Something like that.

So far, everyone's statements
corroborate.

You don't agree.

What? I know that look.

What look?

That I don't agree look.

Something with Commander Rice's
statement isn't fitting right.

I want to talk to his plane captain
about the condition of his comm cat.

What did you say to Commander Rice?

Excuse me, sir?

Your investigation, what are you
charging him with?

We've just begun the interviews, Cag.
We're not charging them with anything.

Then why did Lieutenant Commander Rice
resign his commission?

You hungry, sir?

I was.

I'm eating for two now.

Two what?

Let me get you something to eat, sir.

That's the least I can do if you bought
me dinner last night.

You know, last night, bugs and toads and
jungle, and I still wouldn't have. What

is that smell?

Sardines, maybe?

Sir, breakfast is the most important
meal of the day.

Let's face it, men just don't have the
stomach for pregnancy.

Side number two and two is my plane,
sir. I got my name put on her just last

Thursday. Well, congratulations, Petty
Officer.

That's quite an honor for a plane
captain.

Yes, it is, sir.

I take as much pride keeping these
planes in the air as the pilots do in

them, sir.

So when I say that plane was working
properly before she left the deck,

got my word on it, Commander.

Well, how do you account for the fact
that Commander Rice was unable to fire

missiles? I can't, sir.

Commander said he couldn't fire, then he
couldn't fire.

All I know is that everything was
working when she left the deck.

That plane was used in a missile
exercise the day before, and she

flawlessly, Commander.

Thanks, Moses, and I'll get your name on
a new plane soon. You too, sir.

CAG showed me your resignation.

I guess you want to know why.

I don't see that much choice.

Look, from what I've determined so far,
he's done nothing to warrant a

resignation.

Unless you haven't told me everything
that happened that night.

I tried.

But I'm not sure I know myself.

I just talked to Petty Officer Moses. He
tells me that your aircraft was in

excellent condition.

Did one of your missiles misfire?

No. I didn't fire.

Why not?

I was given an order not to. Somebody
ordered you not to fire.

Go -Go and Slider were both yelling at
me to take the shot.

But I heard another voice telling me not
to. There's nothing in the radio

transcripts. No one has even mentioned
this.

I don't think they heard it.

Look, I know how that sounds.

That's why I haven't said anything
sooner.

But I kept trying to tell myself that it
was fatigue or my ears popping or

misinterpretation. Hell, maybe I'm going
crazy.

But I know what I heard.

It was an order.

It was very clear and very insistent
that I, Not fire.

Got a lock.

What? We got tone. Take the shot.

What? Splash this guy, Karma. Get him
off me.

Enemy fire. Missile inbound.

Waited every which way about a hundred
times and I still can't hear anything.

Rewind it a bit.

There. I'm coming in behind you. Got a
lock.

What? We got tone.

You hear that?

He's real. Says she has a lock. He
replies by saying... What?

What? When I questioned Lieutenant
Binder, she said that Carmel was acting

he couldn't hear her. Yeah, but he was
on a hot mic. He could hear every breath

she took. He responded to everything
else she said. I accept to take the

Maybe he heard something else. The
recorder didn't pick up.

Thought like another radio transmission?

You know, Comcast broadcasts on a UHF
frequency.

If the Iraqis had an analyzer in one of
their AWACS aircraft, they could access

our frequency.

Not only the point of listening in, but
to transmit as well.

The pilot heard an order not to shoot at
a critical moment, and he hesitated.

It'd be the difference between surviving
a dogfight and not. Yeah, but even so,

any radio transmission would still have
been recorded, unless, well, unless

they've developed a new technology that
can beam a transmission right into

someone's brain.

Beam something into your brain? It's
starting to sound like butt.

Let's send this to Washington, have the
audio experts back in Suitland analyze

it. Maybe they can find something we
can't. Yeah, put a call into Webb. If

have developed a new technology, he may
have the inside track.

You caught me. Haven't you heard? The
Surgeon General says those things will

kill you. Well, I only smoke one a week
for medicinal purposes.

Helps get the taste of jet fuel out of
my mouth.

Nah. I'm Arm Rav, Jet Corps. I wonder if
I might ask you a few questions.

Shoot.

I'm investigating the Iraqi Commander
Rice incident. I wonder

if there's anything abnormal in the
commander's medical background.

What exactly are you looking for?

Well, the...

Commander reports hearing a voice.

Voice?

He hasn't come to me complaining about
hearing things, if that's where you're

going with this.

Commander on any kind of medication?

Undergoing treatment?

Drugs of any kind?

Commander Rice is in good health.

I gave him a complete physical after the
mishap. What about his mental

condition? He was a little shook up. It
wouldn't be.

You've been in the cockpit, Commander.

You know better than most that Navy
pilots operating off a carrier are

to more physical and mental stress than
any other aviator in the world.

The stress of night carrier landings in
bad weather, enough to kill most people.

Make them hear voices?

I'm not a psychiatrist, but it is my
medical opinion that Commander Rice is

crazy. We all hear voices inside our
head, Commander.

It's called our conscience.

That's an interesting theory, but the
Iraqis don't have any AWACS.

Actually, Cag, I checked with DOD. I'll
qualify that. The Iraqis don't have any

AWACS flying this week.

They're supposed to have a couple of old
A -50 mainstays, one of which is used

for parts and the other one flies about
once a month. And when it does, we know

all about it. And there were no AWACS in
the air the night of the incident?

Just ours.

Could we have got that order
accidentally?

Our AWACS monitor a number of different
radio transmissions at once, and they

send information to numerous ships in
the carrier battle group, correct?

What if they somehow sent the wrong
transmission to the wrong place? It

be the first time there was a foul up
aboard an AWACS. It doesn't work that

I think the commander knows that as well
as I do.

Keg, all I really know right now is that
Commander Rice received an order not to

shoot, and I'll be damned if I can
figure out why.

Well, that's where you're wrong, Rab.

Because the only one who's going to be
damned by your investigation is

Rice. All we're trying to do here is
find out the truth about what happened.

what makes you think you have it, Major?

Do you think me or my pilots are lying
to you that this is some sort of a cover

-up? No, sir.

But if everyone is telling the truth,
why did Karma resign?

Ask him.

How you doing, sir?

I'm okay, Barry. Thanks.

Scuttlebutt says you're resigning, sir.

Well, you know what they say about
Scuttlebutt. Yeah, it's usually true.

You got something to say, Slider?

No. I let my actions speak for me, sir.

And what's that supposed to mean?

Like, you got something to say, spit it
out, man to man. You forget about the

gold oak leaves here.

You see, obviously, you forgot I saved
your ass up there. You almost got us

killed, along with your reel.

Yeah, but I didn't. No, you didn't. Not
this time. This time you got lucky.

You arrogant.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, get easy. Slider, walk away.

What's going on?

I don't know. Ask the lieutenant here.
He's got all the answers.

Which one do you want?

It's like the cute thing I want.

Just kidding.

Lieutenant, the Major will escort you to
your stateroom.

How'd

you

know where to find me?

Gogo says you've been coming here a lot
since the incident.

Yeah, I didn't even know where the
ship's chapel was until two days ago.

You know that the Major and I are...
We're here to help you in any way that

can. We all make mistakes.

If your resignation is anything... I
didn't make a mistake. That's just it.

That's what makes this so difficult.

I'm not following.

I did the right thing. I did what I was
told.

Look, Commander.

We have found no evidence.

substantiating your claim of another
radio transmission.

Well, you won't.

It wasn't on the radio.

It was in my head.

And he told me not to fire.

Who told you not to fire?

I don't know.

I think maybe it was God.

My dinner.

Admiral?

That was me, sir.

You ate my risotto?

No, sir.

Where is it?

I tossed it, sir.

You tossed my risotto?

Yes, sir.

In the garbage.

Sir, there were things growing in that
fridge.

Ensign, there was nothing growing in my
risotto.

I'm sorry, sir. I couldn't help myself.
I just had to clean out that

refrigerator.

I think I'm nesting.

There's no nesting in Jack Ops.

There also is no crying.

I'm sorry, sir.

Stop crying, Ensign. That is an order.

Sam's in my office now.

God

told

him not to fire.

That's what Commander Wright said.

Did he say why?

What, Commander?

God.

I don't know, Mac. He's not talking to
me. No, he's giving up on you.

Wouldn't be the first time hearing
strange voices was used as a criminal

defense.

True, but didn't you want to tell Bud
that you thought you heard your father's

voice guide you through a landing?

This isn't about me, Major.

All right, so you don't believe in
guardian angels.

Well, certainly not guardian angels who
tell fighter pilots not to fire.

There are more things in heaven and
earth harmed than are dreamt of in your

philosophy. Oh, thank you, Major Hamlet.

It's not like we could subpoena God to
give us a statement anyway, is it?

Did you order Commander Rice not to
fire?

Harm? And remember, God, you're under
oath. Harm!

Thank you.

I think it's time we sought the advice
of a higher power.

What, the Admiral?

Higher.

Now, I knew a man who made pornographic
films until one day God told him that it

was time to stop.

He's doing missionary work in New Guinea
now.

You knew this man before or after God
spoke to him, Padre?

So, in your opinion, the hand of God can
just reach out and touch somebody?

Most definitely.

You don't think that when I was a kid
playing war in my backyard with my

buddies, I stood up and said, I want to
be the chaplain.

It doesn't work that way.

Most clergymen and women that I know
experience some sort of calling.

We're not talking about a calling.
Commander Rice is convinced he heard

something tell him not to shoot. Why is
that so hard to believe, Commander?

It's my job.

And I would hate to believe that
Commander Rice is using the voice of God

excuse to not perform his duty.

Commander Rice is not like that.

With all due respect, sir, how would you
know? Until the other day, Commander

Rice didn't even know where the chapel
was.

That's right.

But I've been playing cards with this
man since the beginning of the cruise.

And it's been my experience that you can
learn as much about a man in a poker

game as you can in a confessional.

So if Commander Rice said that he heard
a voice telling him not to shoot down

that enemy, I believe him.

Now, whether that was the voice of God,
that's between Commander Rice and the

man upstairs.

Unless the man upstairs is a woman,
Padre.

Amen to that, Major.

I always wanted my name on a plane.

Me too.

I think you should reconsider your
resignation, Commander.

I have.

A thousand times.

Believe me, it's the hardest decision
I've ever made in my entire life. It was

not a rash decision.

Well, I didn't mean to imply that it
was.

Why'd you stop flying, Rab?

Night blindness.

You ever wonder why that happened?

I don't think it happened for a reason.
I think it just happened.

Well, what if it happened for a reason
that was beyond your understanding?

I mean, you've helped a lot of people as
a lawyer, right?

I'd like to think so, yeah.

Well, then perhaps that's what you were
supposed to do. I mean, maybe you got

night blindness and became a lawyer so
you could help people like me.

I mean, what if there's a grand scheme
that we're only occasionally privy to

and then?

And this is God's way of telling us he's
got other plans for our lives.

That scares you. Oh, hell yeah.

Yeah.

I live in a world governed by the laws
of physics. We had G -force, centripetal

acceleration, Bernoulli's principle.

These are my Ten Commandments.

There's no room for God or angels or
anything like that. I think there's a

of people out here who would disagree
with you. Why is this happening to them?

I don't talk to God. Why is God talking
to me?

I don't want to stop flying. It's what I
live for.

But I don't ever want to hear that voice
again.

How can I help you, Commander?

I'd like to get Karma back in the air,
sir.

Why on earth would you want to do that?
He's already tendered his resignation.

Well, sir, I believe his resignation was
tendered prematurely.

When do you speak for Commander Rice?

I don't, sir. Karma is damn good. He's
one of the best.

And I hate losing pilots, whatever the
reason.

But when a driver decides to quit,
there's nothing you or I can do about

Commander.

The last thing I want is somebody up
there who's not totally committed to

he's doing.

I had a pilot once who swore Aunt
Margaret used to dance on his wings.

What did he do, sir? Nothing.

I don't care if he sees the chorus line
of Rockettes as he gets a job done.

Commander is scared, sir.

Well, Commander, we all get scared.

Fear helps a pilot focus on the
important things. The things that can

Yes, sir, that's true. But at the
moment, my findings are inconclusive.

him to fly a similar mission.

This wouldn't be a ploy to get yourself
up in one of my planes, would it,

Commander? No, sir.

However, it would be advantageous for me
to be in the air at the same time,

Keck.

Uh -huh.

Okay, Rav, you've got one hour in the
air.

But I want Slider in your back seat. The
last thing I want right now is to lose

another plane.

You won't regret this, sir. Thank you.
You better hope not.

I'm sorry. Am I interrupting?

Uh, no.

Not at all, Commander. I was just going
to the ward room.

You know where to find me?

I spoke

to the CAG.

He agreed to let us refly your last
mission.

Why would I want to do that?

You told me you lived to fly, Commander.
I'm giving you the opportunity to get

that back.

Maybe I don't want it back.

I don't believe that for a minute. I'm a
pilot, remember, Commander?

I know what it means to fly.

And I have yet to meet a driver who
would trade that feeling for anything on

this Earth.

What about things not of this Earth?

There's a logical explanation for what
happened up there.

And if there isn't?

How'd you get your call sign karma,
anyway?

I survived a couple of real close calls
with a young pilot, and they used to say

the only thing that saved me was good
karma.

Maybe they were right.

Look at it this way.

Flying a Tomcat is probably one of the
most dangerous jobs on this Earth.

Who needs a higher power more than men
who drive them?

Hell, it may be the reason you're here
talking to me right now.

And if that voice you heard was God, he
told you not to fire. He didn't tell you

not to fly.

Yeah, you must be something else in a
courtroom.

I own my own.

best, Mom.

You ready, Rob?

Always, right?

Let's do it.

Waverunner 204, please say again.

Ajax, I did not hear that last
transmission.

Please repeat.

Who are you talking to?

I don't know. I'm getting a garbled
signal from the AWACS. I don't hear

anything.

Waverunner 204, this is 209. You're
drifting off course.

According to our flight plan, we should
be coming to a heading of 158.

Forget the flight plan, Rab. We got
contacts.

What's he talking about?

Wave Runner 204, this is Wave Runner
209. We have nothing on our radar.

Break. They're using a cloaking device.

Say again?

I got three coming in fast, 12 o 'clock
high.

They're Klingons.

Klingons?

We've been picking up some strange radio
transmissions, and they're way off

course, sir.

They're up button two.

This is Panther Strike calling Wave
Runner 204. You boys lost out there.

strip your mask white runner 204
acknowledge

hand the strike this is white runner 209
204 control can you get a visual

affirmative we're heading in for a
closer look

Must have had a bad batch of oxygen.

Contaminated O2 explains a boy's karma
thought he heard telling him not to

shoot. Must have been caused by oxygen
deprivation. One of the symptoms of

anoxia is hallucinations.

Does this mean our O2 is bad as well?

I don't think so.

But if you see Aunt Margaret dancing on
the wings, start screaming.

What?

Interstrike, this is Wave Runner 209.

Karma and Bear have taken their masks
off.

Suspect bad oxygen.

Repeat.

O2 system has malfunctioned. This is the
CAG. Suspend all flight operations

until further notice. We might have a
contaminated oxygen plant. Get Doc

up here ASAP. I want somebody down there
inspecting that equipment yesterday.

What if harm to oxygen was contaminated?

Don't worry, Major.

If the commander's oxygen is bad, he can
fly below 10 ,000 feet. What about

Karma and Bear, sir?

Come on, Karma. Wake up.

Bear. Listen to me, Bear.

How are you feeling, Rav?

I'm fine, sir. It's Reiner. Yeah, I'm
good, CAG. Carmen, Bear's still not

responding. Keep trying.

Better take a look at this, Cag. What's
wrong, sir?

The current force will put them in Iraqi
airspace in about 20 minutes. How long

can they fly this course before they run
into resistance?

Well, if we took them the other day,
they may leave us alone. But if we tick

them off, they may be in the air already
looking for another dogfight.

We have nothing on radar.

Just like the other day.

Cag, we got trouble.

Bear's starting to go into convulsions.

He's experiencing the secondary stages
of severe anoxia.

Their brains are being starved for
oxygen.

Everyone reacts differently. Usually the
hallucinations come first, then lack of

consciousness, convulsions, and
eventually death.

What's your fuel state, Rab?

1 ,100 pounds, sir. In 20 minutes,
Carmen's plane runs out of fuel and

descend. Once he drops below 10 ,000
feet, they should regain consciousness,

which may give them enough time to punch
out. Yeah, if the Iraqis don't shoot

him down first. That can't run
interference.

Isn't there a way to disengage the
autopilot?

Well, there's a thought, Major. Why
don't we just eject them? But until they

start making F -14s with remote
controls, we're SOL.

Major, perhaps it would be more useful
if you followed up on the contaminated

oxygen. Aye, sir.

Damn Jags. She's only trying to be
helpful, can't she? I know.

That's just it.

She may be on to something.

How could the oxygen supply become
contaminated?

The carrier's O2 plant compresses
ambient air into liquid oxygen.

It's tested daily because if an O -ring
in the compressor ruptures...

the oxygen will become contaminated with
oil.

Here's your culprit, Major.

A $40 million aircraft compromised by a
50 -cent O -ring.

Major McKenzie?

Sir, we found the problem. It's a faulty
O -ring in the compressor.

Have her replaced, Moses.

Now, about your idea to disengage your
autopilot. I was out of line, sir. I

apologize. That's beside the point,
Major. Meet me in the ready room.

Have communication put a call through to
Grumman Northrop. I need you to get an

engineer on the horn.

Who knows it's playing inside out?

Me, sir? It was your idea, Major. Now
find a way to make it work.

Aye, aye, sir.

Sir,

I've got Edmund Carter on the line. He's
a programmer for the F -14 flight team.

Put him on the speaker.

Mr. Carter, you're on with Captain Ward.
Captain. This is the deal, Carter.

I've got a Tomcat stuck in automatic
pilot with an unconscious pilot and Rio

headed into hostile territory.

How do we disengage?

The autopilot uses the computer
navigation system to make hundreds of

corrections a second based on
information it receives from sensors

throughout the plane. So if those
sensors detect a significant change, the

autopilot will disengage. What kind of
changes are we talking about?

Well, airspeed for one. Well, we can't
slow them down.

All right, they're wing -level sensors
which will disengage if they sense a

change in an angle over 45 degrees. So
if we can get the plane's wings up over

45 -degree angle, the autopilot will
disengage. That's right. Thank you, Mr.

Carter. And the plane will go into a
great red spiral, sir. That doesn't

good. That's all we got. If we can get
them down below 10 ,000 feet, they

regain consciousness and have enough
time to pull up or punch out. Well, how

you get the wings past 45 degrees?

Bernoulli's principle.

Commander Rabb.

can lift Karma's wing up with his own
wing. They don't even have to touch. The

change in air pressure caused by Rab's
wing will lift Karma's wing up. Once the

computer senses they're over 45 degrees,
the autopilot will disengage.

What if the wings do touch?

Then everybody has a bad day.

We only have one problem.

Rab. Commander's a good pilot, Captain.

That's the problem, Major.

You gotta be a hell of a lot better than
good to pull this thing off.

You want me to what?

In order to disengage the autopilot, you
need to tip their wing up past 45

degrees. Whose brilliant idea is this?

Actually, it began with a suggestion
from Major McKenzie.

I might have known.

The engineers have confirmed it. It
works on paper.

Unfortunately, I'm not flying a paper
airplane, Cag.

You have to turn around and come home.

Let's get this over with.

Aye, aye, sir.

Here goes nothing.

Easy, girl.

Easy.

What's going on, Commander?

With all due respect, sir, I'm a little
busy right now. I'll let you know when

it's over. Flying lawyers.

In about eight seconds.

Angel's cat.

karma i think my head's gonna explode
what happened you had a bad batch of

oxygen you blacked out we managed to get
the autopilot how'd you do that

Pretty damn impressive flying for a
lawyer.

Thanks, Jack.

Where's Bear?

He's gone to sickbay. I'm headed over
there.

You were right.

It was bad oxygen from a ruptured O
-ring. Fortunately, Commander Rav and

Slider's oxygen was filled before it
happened.

Well, what about the first time? Well, I
was not the only one affected if Go -Go

and I were breathing off the same
bottle.

The oxygen you were breathing the night
of the incident was clean.

Then I wasn't hallucinating when I heard
the voice.

Not from Enoch, dear. But if it was God,
I still don't understand why he told me

not to fire.

I guess it just wasn't your enemy's day
to die.

Like today wasn't yours.

Thank you.